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TAG GAME ᡣ𐭩

four characters that make you go ‘my man, my man, my man’

Tagged by: @anakinniesluv @skywalkerstwinklestar @lukeslights4ber my eart is with y'all <333

I love my babygirls <3

No pressure :)): @haydenpookiebear @fuckmyskywalker @vixxensvoid @nananooti @maevesversion @ohgodmyeyes @leiaorganaskywalkers @jadegmfu @katiapostsss @luvskywxlker

tag game.

𝐑 𝐔 𝐋 𝐄 𝐒 — four characters that make you go "my man, my man, my man."

tysm for the tag @rafescurtainbangz + @drudyslut (love u girlies)

sorry rafey but a decision has to be made. you're still my kook king. muah!! ‹𝟹 — fuck these boys make me feral af.

𝐓 𝐀 𝐆 𝐒 — @rafesthroatbaby @drewstarkeyslut @cosmicanakin @heraklees @joequinns @heartsforvin @fawnchives @rafesmuse @rafism @haven247

First Glance (Awaited Part Three)

It was a reckless moment, deciding to follow Anakin most certainly into the unknown, but this man, he was your friend, and had no one else willing to accompany him on this journey. How could you ignore that?

It was like being blind, going into straight darkness, you had every right to refuse, but you didn't, leading you back to only one answer: Anakin. This journey was guaranteeing you a chance to get away from the normal, have some type of purpose other than training and undergoing immense stress, all to save Anakin's mother.

"Y\N! Are you paying attention?" Snapped your master, Mace Windu. You startle slightly from the awakening from your savory thoughts. "Yes, Master." You nod affirmatively, eyes going to meet his. "Are you ready to spar?" As much as your mind longed to go back to Anakin, you understood that you had to equally balance your Jedi life with the thoughts threatening to seduce you into another rabbit hole. "Of course, Master."

Of course, Anakin was in no better condition, but he managed to hide it better. Whenever his mind raged with thoughts of you, especially with being so vulnerable with you and coming back to his homeworld with you, he silenced them with the outweighing thought of saving his poor mother. Leading him down a place of familiar guilt and sorrow. Nonetheless, it worked.

At dusk, when the sun was growing more and more tired, Anakin grew more eager and anticipating. Everyone in the Jedi Order, excluding him and you, was asleep, his mind and body roared with sudden freedom. Anakin quietly and skillfully crawled out of bed and to his door, peering oh so slightly, but trying to properly assure himself that the coast was clear, he made his way to your bedroom.

You were awake, waiting. Observing every detail around you, which only be contributed to your mood and feelings, of restlessness and clear anxiousness. All of your instruments and supplies were ready; lightsaber, radio, water, food and a few pieces of clothing. Your clothing choice was as rogue as you could make it; black leggings, the regular pair of black Jedi boots, and a blue poncho, covering your white tank top. "Psst." You jerked around to investigate the noise, only to see Anakin, in his maroon and black normal Jedi attire, lightsaber hidden at his hip.

"Hey!" You whisper-shouted at him. "Hey." He replied with a smile, his arms wrapping around you as soon as you were within arms reach. "I missed you." Anakin whispers into your ear. "So did I." You embrace him as well, not knowing how much you needed it until you felt the warmth of his skin against you. "Are you alright?" Anakin questions, his blue gaze practically begging for an honest answer. "Yes, of course." You reassure him, gazing into his eyes with both honesty and determination.

And so, with his arm wrapped firmly around you, Anakin lead you outside, to his ready speeder. "You had a plan, didn't you?" You joke lightly, to which Anakin lets out a small chuckle and nods, shrugging sheepishly. "Better prepared than not, huh?" You nod in agreement and hop in. Anakin turns on the speeder and that's the beginning of your journey. You turn to him. "Anakin, are you alright?"

Anakin's eyes flicker to you then back on the desolate airway transportation way, little to no other forms of transport in the way, giving you both the advantage of relaxation. "Yeah." He nods. You look outside your window for a second, admiring the beauty of Coruscant once more in the night. The remaining streaks of vibrant orange and violet, reminding the night watchers of the sky that it is the time of quiet, fading into a deep blue, like a lullaby. "You know, my mother.... she would let me go out and do whatever I wanted. It was like she knew I would be back, every time... How did she know?" Anakin breaks the silence, and your thoughts. It takes you a moment to reply.

"Ani, I think she knew you would always find your way back." Anakin nods at your words, licking his lips as if they were dry. "After all these years, I can't get her out of my head. I made a promise, you know?" You reach out to lightly press your hand on his. "I know. We're going to find your mother, Anakin. You will get to see her once again, I promise." Anakin's hand firmly grasps yours. "Okay."

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Tags:

@sweetcheesecakesblog

@haydenpookiebear

(Let me know if you desire to be taken off or added to my taglist!)

A\N: I'm back! Part four out tomorrow!

What would I do without my gorgeous Aggy ugh !!!!!

Pees

Stop bullying my wife @kingdomhate ..

Painting with Them Scenarios!

Kylo Ren: Has he ever even touched a paintbrush before? No. And he's never seen a canvas before, but you seemed so adamant, so determined to do such a thing and show him a relaxing pastime.

When Kylo was not so caught up with his Supreme Leader duties, or worrying about the future of the First Order, he was with you, watching as you methodically dipped the tip of the brush into the warm water, wiped the droplets off on the towel, ran the bristles over the desired paint and starting brushing away. In moments like these, he would never speak, because he could swear your relaxation fueled his own.

Pretty soon, he was following you, side by side with you as you submerged yourself in the soft brush of the paints and how all of it came together to form a beautiful picture. He would never admit it, but when you had your hair back, in the messiest bun, your eyes gleaming with sparkles of happiness and firm with concentration, eyebrows tinged with how engrossed you were in the sway of your brush, he would whisper to himself that you were beautiful, usually followed by a love confession in his head.

It brought a smile to his face every time, made him feel like the world stopped and the universe was at both of your feet, even if for a second or two.

Anakin Skywalker: It was his idea, and you agreed because it brought that crooked grin that you secretly loved to his face (and he finally put a sock in it). So, he was instantly using the force to bring the canvas, the stored away brushed and paint away as you readied the container for the water and a towel.

He sat down and brought you to his lap, as he smiled at you. "We'll do a little project, yeah? Just you and me, cupcake." He kissed your cheek and wet his brush, wiped it off and dipped it into the paint. He stared intensely at it as he started and you followed soon after, even with no words, you both worked in sync. No words needed to be spoken in a moment like this.

At the Temple Anakin was a Jedi, but at your palace, behind the four walls that surrounded the two of you, he was yours and you were his. You both painted for hours, taking occasional water, bathroom or cramped hand breaks. The project was coming together; a painting of both of you, by the balcony, gazing out at Coruscant with firmly held hands.

Anakin gazed at you, that cocky grin plastered on his face as you both finally left the painting out to dry. He wrapped his arms around you, lifting you like a feather as he brought you to your feet on the floor, and leaned down to brush over your cheeks, that glint in his eyes hinted at adoration, love and affection, but also a primal need to protect you from any and everything. The look that made a shiver run up and down your spine as he brought you in for a slow, passionate kiss.

The Anakin Skywalker glare.

Luke Skywalker: Much like Kylo, Luke has never touched a paintbrush or heard of paint. Poor baby would look at you confused, tilting his head as he tried to make out your words in Tatooine moisture farmer language.

But he was eager to learn! The first time you and him painted together, he was clumsy and dropped the brush a few times, splattering paint on the floor that he (messily) cleaned up. But he got the hang of it and quite frequently tugged you along to paint with him. It felt intimate to do something like this. To pour your heart out on this canvas and turn it into a sentimental image that you both would work hours to perfect.

His oceanic eyes would skim over your paintings everytime, and he plastered them up around his room, as if they were posters of his favorite music band or interest. They were yours, and they were sacred. In return, you had a few (thousand) of his in yours as well, even if you both shared a bedroom, you had his very first painting that you held dear the most, but all the others. That smile on your face, the paint that somehow would get smeared on your face, and coat your fingers, made him melt. He loved you. And every single time you looked so naturally or did something that others would deem silly or odd, he could hear a voice in his mind saying you were precious.

And what he would give to see the sight of you smiling, the radiance in your face, that gleam in your eye when you looked so messy, so unorganized but somehow heavenly.

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A little something for my soon vacation (I'll be gone for like 3 months, but no worries, I will be posting or trying to post a short blurb in a sec <3)

Tag Game!

rules- your URL song meme!

Tagged by @maevesversion tysm love <33

K- Kill Bill- SZA

I- I Sent My Therapist to Therapy- Alec Benjamin

N- No One Knows- Queens of The Stone Age

G- Gangsta's Paradise- Coolio

D- Drag 'Em N The River- U.N.L.V.

O- Obsessed- Mariah Carey

M- Misery- Maroon 5

H- Heartbreak Hotel- Whitney Houston, Faith Evans & Kelly Price

A- Agoraphobic- CORPSE

T- The Color Violet- Tory Lanez

E- Everybody Wants to Rule the World- Tears for Fears

No presh tags: @anakinsbbgirl @anakinstwinklebunny @luvskywxlker @lukeslights4ber @10angeltears10 @haydenscontroversialgf @haydensangel @ohgodmyeyes @fuckmyskywalker @leiaorganaskywalkers @mmeskywalker and anyone else <3

﹙ TAG GAME. ﹚

rules ⎯ url song meme.

thank you @dilfverz & @spcncershasting for the tags ilysm.

C ⎯ clocks by coldplay.

O ⎯ orion by metallica.

S ⎯ sex on fire by kings of leon.

M ⎯ marjorie by taylor swift.

I ⎯ into you by tamia.

C ⎯ cinnamon girl by lana del rey.

A ⎯ a year without rain by selena gomez.

N ⎯ nutshell by alice in chains.

A ⎯ as it was by harry styles.

K ⎯ kiss it better by rihanna.

I ⎯ in the end by linkin park.

N ⎯ no need to argue by the cranberries.

no pressure tags. @anqeliclust @anakin-pilled @st4rfckerz @stargirlrchive @heartsforvin @venuscameron @obxsprincess @forevergirlposts @fawnchives ⎯ ᡣ𐭩.

LMFAOOO- I mean aren't you getting more and more sensitive everyday, sidewalker?

I’m ngl I thought your post said sperm and giggles

😭🔫🔫🔫 wtfffffffff-

Okay, okay, the girly ass giggle I just made, I feel like a goddamn middle schooler..

Thanks for the tag, @lukeslights4ber <33 Ily2

@skywalkersstar @haydenpookiebear @fuckmyskywalker @jadegmfu @anakinsbbgirl @ohgodmyeyes @haydensangel @anakinniesluv @luvskywxlker @slut4ani @cruella1989

that's just to name a few, you guys are amazing btw, I cherish you guys with all of my soul <3333

hey moots lets start a wholesome chain because i think it’s very well needed tonight 🫶🏻 no rules, just reblog & tag people who you love very much and think deserve the world !!

@snobwaffles @dumbificat @soleillunne @manumimiii @xianyoon @blue-b3rries @sparklyspring @hwaitham @bunicate @nervocat @yaminohimeyume @ryuryuryuyurboat @auroratumbles @mikacynth @/heiayen @www-brontide + all the members of ecrin & anyone reading this !!

ehe… uhm my first time startin one of these i just wanna spread some positivity, i don’t like seeing people down n’ stuff 🥺

tag game ◌༉‧

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

Tag game!! 💗

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!!

Seeing You Crying Scenarios!

Kylo Ren: Once he closed the door behind him, coming into your shared home, he expected you to run over and hug him, as you always did... So, where were you? Kylo's eyes dart around in search of your reassuring face, but he couldn't find you. He calmly searches the bedroom and kitchen, his worry spiking, he calls out your name. "Y\N? Y\N, love, where are you?"

It was until he quieted himself could he hear the soft and broken sobs of yours in the bathroom. Immediately, Kylo ran to the bathroom, only to find the door locked. "Y\N?" He said, his ear touching the cold, painted exterior of the door. At first, you did not reply, and then when Kylo tried the doorknob again, you complied, reaching up to unlock it as he swung it open. "Y\N!" He looked down at you, your red and swollen eyes gazing down at the floor.

"My love, what is it?" Crouching down next to you, Kylo wrapped an arm around you. You sniffled before replying, "It was Hux, he yelled at me... I messed up, I misheard him. I didn't expect him to scream at me, I-I..." Kylo's eyes darkened. "General Hux?" He growled, he placed a protective kiss on your forehead and then a passionate and reassuring kiss on your lips before bolting out the door. Once he found Hux, he would make him wish he was never born.

Anakin had just come back from a particularly long mission, leading him to become even more clingy and protective of you. So, when you had been crying in the bedroom as he arrived, he was quick to press you for answers, needing to know who would have the heart, (and the balls), to hurt his precious angel. "What is it, sweetness? Talk to me." After a few sniffles and hiccups you speak, your voice cracking with the tears rapidly falling from your eyes. "Chancellor Palpatine... I don't know why.. he said that I-I would never amount to anything, as a Jedi or a person." At this, Anakin's eyes burned with rage. "When was this, angel?" He kept a honey-like tone, not wanting you to realize the hatred in his eyes at what had been said to you. "Earlier, at the Temple." You answer.

Nodding, Anakin presses a kiss to the top of your head, his lips lingering there for a few moments. "Wait for me, flower, okay?" He tells you, his tone a sweet, sugary comfort, as soft and comforting as silk. He strode for the door, his hand tight on his lightsaber as he went to confront Palpatine. Once he got back, he was sure to clean off anything that might give you a clue has to what he had done. "I'm back, sugar." Anakin announces, wrapping his arms around you securely, shielding you from the cold, outside world. All you needed was him, and all he needed was you. There was nothing that could stop this mutual connection.

Luke spent all day at the farm, he was busy with the starting of the harvest, driven to succeed and make enough this year so that you both can go to the Academy, just as Uncle Lars had promised. However, in the early dusk, once Uncle Lars had announced it was lights out, it seemed the dark had only allowed your tears to flow easier, much like the river. Despite your best efforts to quiet your sobs, to let it all out without a concern in the world, Luke picked up on the slow, melancholic noise. "Y\N? Babe?" He called carefully, his hand on the lightsaber on his hip, cautious and alert for any signs of surrounding or lurking danger. Once he spotted you, curled up, knees to your chest and head buried in between your crossed arms, he ran to you, panicked someone had hurt you. "Y\N? What happened? What's wrong?" Luke questioned, his voice hinting at fear.

You reluctantly lifted your head, after the attempts to wave him off, but he didn't budge. "It's nothing..." You try to assure him, but he wasn't having any of it. "Tell me, please?" He pleaded with you and you relented. "It was Cliegg, I overheard him saying that I was preventing you from working to your best ability on the farm." Luke paused, thinking of the best words to say in response to this stunning statement. He had no idea. He cupped your face in his palms, his crystal eyes sweeping your puffy, red and swollen teary eyes with fervor and sincerity. "You are the best thing that has ever happened to me, and no, you are not preventing me from anything. I love you, okay? Who cares what he says?"