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star wars characters as john mulaney quotes pt. 1

anakin:

obi wan:

ahsoka:

padme:

rex:

cody:

maul:

c3po:

the darkside.

Obi-Wan and Cody in charge of the 212th: smart, professional, Sassy™, badass

Anakin and Rex in charge of the 501st:

oh my god i’m gonns cry you consider me your moot 🥺🥺🥺 i was hoping we were but i didn’t wanna be weird 😭i love you so much, you deserve this so much!!!

Hi hi!

I just wanna start off by saying that... I genuinely appreciate you all so much. I just... I hate to get sappy, but I'm serious when I say I wouldn't be here on this earth without the people I've met on here. Y'all are legit the ones that keep me grounded.

Thank you to those of y'all who read everything, y'all make me so happy 🥺 means a lot that you're willing to read whatever I put out! Makes me feel worthwhile and it just makes me so elated that people will enjoy something that I've created.

I can't believe how wild of a ride this has been. Joined May of 2020 and it hasn't been a full year yet and we're here. This is so fucking insane, I'm worshiping yalls feet right now.

So... In that case, I wanna do something special for y'all. I want to give back.

I'll be giving back in a few ways!! [CELEBRATION ENDS FEBRUARY 28TH, 2021]

1.) Author/Content Creator Recommendation

This is where you'll send a message into my inbox giving me an author you recommend explaining to me why you love this author so much, and I'll go and check them out!

I will also be asking this author a few questions and interviewing them and making a whole post dedicated to them so other people can check them out! (Questions like: "what's your favorite fic you've written?" "least favorite?" "how long have you been writing?" etc. )

However, this author cannot be a huge blog. That means if more than 3 of their fics get 300+ notes, I will not interview them. Has to be an underrated and underappreciated blog.

You can recommend yourself! Don't feel ashamed, I'm giving back to you, so don't feel bad.

Also, this can go for any creator!! It doesn't just have to be an author, specifically. Can be an underrated gif maker, an underrated artist, an underrated editor, etc.

However, I know the notes work differently on them, so don't bother with the notes rules on them. (Unless you see like, all of their posts have like 800+ notes on them then you know it's a popular blog.)

But yeah! Send in something like, "@/whoever is such an underrated blog! I love their work because _____" and fill in the blank there.

2.) Recommend Me A Fic

Basically, this is where you send in an underrated fic with less than 500 notes or so, and I'll read it and reblog!

The fic can be yours! Don't be ashamed. :)

The fic can be from any fandom, and with any ship or OC, or whatever. I'll probably struggle reading it, but it's for the purpose of helping underrated authors!

Though I won't read anything with mature themes such as: rape, domestic abuse/violence, self-harm, incest (includes step-siblings, cousins, clonecest), Anisoka, sexual harassment/assault, and pedophilia.

3.) Send Me Something You're Proud Of

This can legit be anything.

You can slide into my inbox with something you made, like if you made food for dinner, or you made a fun drawing, or a fun craft or you got a good grade in a class or something--send it! I wanna be proud of you too!

You wanna send me a fic you created? Send it! Don't care how many notes it has, just send it! (If it has like 500+ notes though make sure to specify that it's something you're proud of and not a fic rec! 😊)

You wanna send just a message of you accomplishing something simple throughout your day like drinking water or eating food, send it!! (You can send me this anytime you wanna anyway but I'm just saying)

But overall... Yeah! I'm just here to help out small creators and people who feel like they need validation 🥰🥰 I love y'all so, so, so much. Please don't ever hesitate to reach out to me if you need anything. I will not hesitate to answer back 💖 I love y'all to the moon and back and im eternally grateful for all of you. Seriously. 🥺💖

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Tagging some mutuals im eternally grateful for and possibly signal boost for the small creators but if yall don't wanna that's fine I'm not pressuring you: @etherealsanakin @anakinology @chokemeanakin @artiza-n @buckysbeloved @beskar-tano @haydens-moles @fistmebuckyskywalker @anakinlove @marvelinsanity @poesflygirl @bo-kryze @sunsetkenobi @stardust-kenobi @obis-kenobis @obi-kin @jangohshit @eznova @bxbafett @a-dorin @dexthtoyounglings @starwars-whore @star-whores-a-new-hoe @lilhawkeye3 @monamourani @agent-catfish-kenobi @twin-sunrise @goldensatine @nobie @battletales @filthybookworm @javisjeanjacket @labyrinth-runner @thepanakinanakin @mr-and-mrs-sith @alphafemale2002 @dankmemes-of-dantooine @obianidela @saltybreaddream @princessxkenobi @captainrexstan @jaigrex @simping-for-fives @anakin-simp @jango-fettish @kenobikittens @sabinemorans @drinksomecoco @insufferablelust @anikawass

sorry if I didn't tag you I can only tag 50 ppl on my mobile im so sorry 😩🙏 ilysm anyway 😩🙏

hey y’all! i have a valentines ani imagine coming the 14th:)

Are you still open for requests?

always! 😼

when your gif is added to something so god damn sexy 🤤🤤🤤

can u pls do something about anakin with a size kink *_* like the reader is super petite and short and anakin is yk. tall and big. YUP...

FUUCKK I actually love this but I try not to write it a lot bc I know it excludes a whole population of taller kings and queens 😭 BUT Anakin is so tall that like even if you’re conventionally tall, he’ll still probably be taller. Anyway ty for the opportunity to write about this bc it’s actually MY SHIT 🤤🤤 so yeah let’s go:

Anakin x fem reader size kink headcanons: (nsfw)

Listen up ladies and gentlemen, my research has concluded that while Hayden Christensen is 6’0 (182.88cm) and we’ve all been simping over just how fucking tall he is 😍... well surprise surprise shawty’s cause it gets even better. He’s actually 6’2.

Yes that’s right 😌. According to Mr Sir Lord Georgie Lucason himself, Anakin is 6’2 (197.96cm) 🥰🥰

So imagine Anakin in rots EXCPET TWO INCHES TALLER YUUMMM 💦💦💦💦

And then imagine you, you’re so much shorter 🥺 and so when you go up to him your head barely reaches his shoulders

and talking to him you kind of just look up at him like 🥺🙌🏻

And he looks down at you like 😊

And for this reason, he does that thing often where he puts a finger under your chin to get you to meet his eyes

Bc let’s be real, when someone towers over you like that it can be pretty intimidating. Especially with the power and beauty Anakin holds 😭🤩🤤

So if he ever finds you staring at his neck, or holding onto his robe sleeve and fidgeting with it as you talk to him, he’ll catch your chin with his fingers and lift your face so that you’re looking right at him. All, “look at me when you speak, baby.” 😭😭😭😭

Gahhh his hands. They’re so big, they can literally wrap around your waist and just envelope you so completely. And he’s always so gentle because he knows he can just snap you like a twig if he tried.

That’s what makes choking so fun 😏

It’s a lil scary how easily he could just END YOUR SHIT, whether it’s the flesh hand or metal hand, he’s so strong either way and there’s no chance you’d be able to break free if you tried. So if he’s got his fingers locked around your throat, slightly squeezing, increasing in pressure, those little sparks of fear join in with whatever else he’s doing to you and it’s just 🤤🤤🤤🤤

Choke me Anakin

Because also!!!!! My gosh he’d be so soft 🥺. Half of him knows what he’s doing and he knows it scares you a little and he likes it, while the other half just wants you to spoil you and praise you so that you’re a happy gushing mess.

So he’ll be fucking your brains out, cock stuffed so far into your sobbing pussy, and the threat of his hand around your throat takes away any semblance of control you might have had and suddenly all you can do is take his cock and clutch at his arms and shoulders as he shoves himself deeper into you, whispering against your lips about how well you’re taking him, how pretty you look, how cute those sounds are...

The manhandling 😏😏😏

You could be on your stomach, being pounded till next Tuesday, and suddenly you’re being wrenched off his dick, flipped over, legs pushed up, and split open on his cock again.

AND WHEN I SAY SPLIT OPEN—-

Big dick in little pussy. Is that explanation enough??????

That stretch is wild. No amount of preparation can get you ready for just how fucking big he is. And it’s not just the length, it’s the width too!!!

Just the weight of it in your hands or your mouth, or feeling it against your thigh as it grows in mass and stiffness is intimidating as all hell. Every time, you’re not sure you’ll even be able to take it.

Admittedly, the first few times you weren’t able to. He slowly fucked you open, stretching you out inch by inch until you couldn’t take anymore. And when you apologized and began babbling about how you want him so bad but he’s so just so big, he quiets your whimpers with a gentle kiss and a stroke of his fingers against your cheek.

“Don’t worry about it, angel, we can work up to it.” “There’s no pressure, I don’t want to hurt you.” “Take what you can for now baby.”

COSICKEKDKWKDID such a sweetheart 🥺

So yeah you go slower at the beginning, but eventually you are able to take more and more of him until that fateful day when you’re sinking down onto his lap, the stretch and slide is never ending, you don’t think you’ve ever felt so full before, and then your hips meet his.

You look down in shock like “😳” and he’s kissing your head like “🥰” and your hand goes over your stomach to see if you can feel the outline of his dick there bc it certainly feels like you should be able to, with how fucking deep he is.

And he notices you squirming, trying to get used to the feeling and he asks “Is it okay? Does it hurt? You want me to move?”

And you assure him it’s good, it’s so good. You just need to be careful to stay relaxed, so he begins moving inside of you, dragging out and pressing back in a couple inches to begin with, keeping you stretched and soaking, thumb finding your clit and rubbing gentle circles.

His lips ghost across your neck, feeling the vibrations of your moans as he tells you how good you’re doing, how proud he is, how he’s fucking you so deep. Reminding you to breathe and relax so that when you come, you’re shaking and shivering and crying all over him.

And the feeling of your tight little pussy convulsing around him, gripping and squeezing him like a vice— he can feel it on every inch as he follows after you.

OHHHH and when you’re on top, and your legs get tired from moving up and down, he can grip right onto your ass or your waist and move you himself, you barely have to put any effort in bc hes so strong he can just do it for you. And when he gets especially heated, he’ll grip your just right and slam you down onto his cock, over and over and over 🥵🥵🥵

I mean like. Holding you down is so easy. You’re so small in comparison, when his head is buried between your thighs all he has to do is press you flat against the mattress and wrench your legs wide open and there’s nothing you can do about it. You can squirm and wriggle and arch and struggle as much as you want but you’re not getting anywhere 🤷🏼‍♀️

Also I said it once and I’ll say it again, sitting on his lap is a Must. Because in order for him to kiss you while you’re both standing up, he has to lean down so far and you have to go on your tippy toes. And while he loves to pick you up and kiss you against the wall, it’s mostly just easy to have you climb onto his lap and kiss him like that bc it’s much more relaxed and comfortable.

Lap action = thigh riding action so everyone wins really 🥰

Plus, you can tangle your fingers in his hair and move his head how you want when you’re feeling a little more bold, and he loves when you pull on his hair so his kisses get a little more heated, more teeth, more low moans and growls, etc etc.

Forehead kisses 😍

THEYRE PERFECT.

He can just plant a little “boop 😘” right above the eyes and it leaves you all warm and mushy bc it’s like he just gave you your own personal crown ✨✨✨

And wearing his robe 😭😭😭 YOU DROWN IN IT, like he’ll be looking for you all over the apartment and only when he rechecks the lump of his discarded robe on the bed does he realize you’re in there and he just finds it so cute 🥺🥺

Taking baths with him is mucho easy because you fit right into him like a puzzle piece

Same with cuddling, you can sprawl right on top of him and it’s no bother bc he loves to feel squished, and your weight on top of him is so comforting

Imagine his hand holding yours and just being so wrapped up on his 🥺🥺 how warm and strong he feels.

How your hand can’t even fit around his bicep BC HES JUST SO BIG AND STRONG 😭😭🥵

And when he walks beside you, he has to remember to slow down bc one of his steps is like 3 of yours, and he always wondered why you were panting when he was walking a leisurely pace. So he walks slow now so you can keep up 🥰🥰🥰

When he hugs you he just completely swallows you 😭😭🥰 every inch of you is wrapped up in him 🤤

SOWKCKWODKDOE IMAGINE HIM KNEELING DOWN TO YOUR HEIGHT, like getting on his knee so he can tie your shoe 🥺 hands on his shoulders to keep you steady, that cute little smile as he looks up and the curls are falling into his eyes 🥺

You’re the perfect height where he can pull you into him and your face will be all smooshed against his chest 🥰 the warmest part of him 🥰

Be still my heart yum 🤤💦

i’m trying to head to bed but i’m wayyyy too damn horny for that shit so someone send in some seggsy anakin thoughts to my ask, i realllyyyy need to write out some smut 😭💕

hi all! chapter 2 of 19 years later will be out tomorrow! if anyone else has any further requests for stories besides that though, please send some to my ask <3 also, i’ll be finishing this miniseries until then!

😭😭😭

STAR WARS + FLOWERS 💐

NO BUT ITS THE WAY HAYDEN IS SO FUCKING SEXY IN EVERY TY GOD DAMN FILM

hey all! my asks / requests are still open, i have a couple that i need to write out still but my main priority is 19 years later currently. i’m starting to write out chapter 3 now, so i’m excited for that. remember to join my taglist as well:)

AWAKE, dir. Joby Harold (2007)

requested by anon

19 Years Later... (Darth Vader x reader miniseries chapter 1)

19 years have passed since Y/n’s husband Anakin’s death, and she has become the leading General of the newly founded Rebellion alongside her past Jedi friend Obi-Wan Kenobi, now known as Ben Kenobi. When her children Luke and Leia Skywalker gets kidnapped by Darth Vader, the man who killed her husband; her and Obi-Wan Kenobi must come rescue her. But when she finds out who’s behind Darth Vader’s mask, the truth is something she never thought she had to prepare herself for.

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Index:

1. prologue

2. chapter 1

3. chapter 2 [Coming soon]

wc: 2.3k

warnings: cursing

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Being the leader of the new Rebellion against the evil Galactic Empire had its perks. One of the things that was not a perk, however, was hiding one’s actual name from their people, and past.

None of Y/n’s rebels knew of her past as a former Jedi Knight that fought in the Clone Wars. Though she fought like a cunning warrior, the thought had never once crossed their minds, seeing as all the Jedi were dead.

She had raised her children Luke and Leia with Obi-Wan’s guidance to be trained as Jedi, seeing as both of them were very Force-Sensitive.

Watching Luke wield his father’s lightsaber brought such bittersweet feelings to both old Jedi Knights. Anakin was such a big part of both of their lives, that it was almost painful to see this without him there.

Anakin would be beyond proud of his son and daughter, for sure.

Y/n recalled the first time he and Leia held their lightsabers. They were both 9, the same age their Father was when he was brought him by Qui-Gon Jyn from Tattooine.

Luke had rushed up to Obi’s old trunk excitedly, admiring the strange silver object with big eyes as Leia crowded behind him, “What’s that, Uncle Obi?”

“This is your father’s lightsaber, my dear. He would’ve wanted you to have it,” Obi replied, a sad smile on his face as he held onto the hilt, activating its stellar blue glow.

“This is the weapon of a Jedi Knight. Not as clumsy or random as a blaster—“ Obi handed it to Luke and his eyes widened, waving it around gently so he didn’t break it. “—an elegant weapon for a more civilized age.”

“Is it mine?” Luke’s eyes beamed in excitement. Obi-Wan nodded, sitting down as he picked up Leia, putting her on his knee.

“For over a thousand generations, the Jedi were the guardians of peace and justice. The old republic. Before the Empire...” he trailed off, turning his head towards the window.

Y/n rushed into the room, hearing the lightsaber and fearing there was an intruder, “Obi-Wan! What’s going on, I’m—“ she ignited her brilliant (l/c) saber, holding it in a protective stance before she realized it was just Luke. She sighed heavily and disengaged her saber, attaching it back to her belt loop, “Obi, you didn’t tell me you were doing this now...” she crossed her arms.

“Mom! Obi-Wan told me this was Dad’s! Look!” he started swinging it gently, making sure it didn’t hit anyone since he knew how deadly they could be. She began to smile sadly as she remembered a young Anakin as a padawan, rushing in to show her his lightsaber he constructed the day he finally got one.

She smiled sadly, tears welling up in her eyes. “You look so much like your father, Luke,” she said sadly. Obi looked back at Luke, and for a split moment, he was reminded of the small slave his old master brought back with him. He smiled to himself remembering how he helped Anakin with his padawan braid.

“Princess, come here. I’ll let you hold my lightsaber, okay?” she handed Leia her saber gently, and she took gingerly from her hand. Leia took it and igniting it, the blade’s glow reflecting in her excited little eyes.

“Mom? How did dad die? You never answered me,” Luke asked. Y/n felt herself freeze in place, a large lump in her throat forming. “Luke, I...”

“I’ll tell them, Y/n,” Obi-Wan replied solemnly. “Your father was killed by a young Jedi named Darth Vader. He was a close friend of mine before he fell. He helped the Emperor hunt down and destroy the Jedi Knights. He betrayed and murdered your father.” The room fell silent, until Luke asked another question, “So you and Uncle Obi are the last remaining Jedi?”

Obi-Wan shook his head no, “There are others, but sparse. To name a few, Master Yoda and Ahsoka Tano, your father’s Padawan learner. The last remaining Jedi are being hunted down by Vader, which is why we hide.”

Leia spoke up softly, “Is that why we don’t use our actual last name, mommy?”

“Yes, sweetheart. As long as Vader’s reign continues, we must hide our names. Darth Vader does not know about the two of you, so you are safe. For us, on the other hand...” she trailed off, and the kids understood.

“Mom... Mom,” Leia spoke loudly. Y/n blinked in confusion and turned back around, looking at her daughter, “Yeah, my love?”

“Are you okay mom?” Leia asked, frowning. “We need to look at the Death Star plans.”

“Right,” she sighed heavily, turning to face from the window out looking Yavin 4. “I’m fine, princess. I just... was remembering Anakin, that’s all.” Leia sighed and laid her hand on her mother’s back, rubbing it gently, “Dad would be proud of everything you’ve done, mom.” She began to tear up as she pulled Leia into a tight hug, “I hope so. It’s been about 20 years and it still doesn’t feel right,” silent tears fell down her cheeks into her daughter’s bunned hair.

“I’m proud of you, Leia. If you were to be trained within the Order now, you’d be the same age your father was when he became a Jedi Knight, and when he married me...” she sniffled, wiping her tears. Leia smiled softly, holding her mom’s hand, “Do you think he’d be proud of me, too?”

“I know he would,” she rubbed her fingertips against hers, “He would pull you into the tightest hug, spin you a little and say softly, ‘That’s my baby girl,’” she replied, her voice cracking slightly. Leia began to tear up as she hugged her back, “I wish I knew him...” she said softly. “I wish so too, babe, so bad...” Y/n sighed. But I won’t let his memory be in vain. Let’s go look at these plans and destroy that Death Star, yeah?”

Leia and Y/n walked to the main board room, seeing how the map was already up on display. “General Jonas, we’ve been examining the Death Star plans. They’re on screen now,” one of her commanding officers recited. “Good, thank you, officer. Have we discovered a weak point yet? Or at least some form of entry point?”

“No, ma’am. We haven’t studied long enough. There are many ways in, but all most likely heavily guarded. We will have to find a way to go under the radar without getting detected, somehow,” he replied. She nodded, walking closer to examine it. She closed her eyes and felt out through the Force for some answer. No surprise to her, she could barely feel anything at all but an empty void. Ever since Anakin had died, she had felt more distanced from the Force than ever. Maybe she and Anakin possessed a rare Dyad, or maybe she had simply lost touch with the Force; but no matter what she did, she was nowhere near as powerful in the Force as she used to be.

“Alert me if you find anything, Officer, I would love to have this Death Star in shambles by the end of the month,” Y/n left to walk out and to ask Obi-Wan on the matter. “Yes, ma’am,” he responded, turning back to his computer to get back to work.

Elsewhere, Leia was pacing in Luke’s room, grumbling to herself, “I know Obi-Wan has taught us to not let our emotions guide us, but I can’t when it comes to him. He killed our father, he should be dead!” Leia huffed in anger, collapsing down onto her twin’s bed.

Luke grunted in response, his mouth full of food still, “It’s not like you can take him on yourself. You’d die!” he said, or at least, sounded like he said. “I will not let the lives of those lost who got us the plans in the first place’s memories die. We wouldn’t be this close to planning an attack without their sacrifices. Moreover, Mom has had these plans for two days now, and she hasn’t done a single thing about it!” Leia responded quickly. Luke shrugged, “Leia. Be real. It’s not like we can steal a ship and fly to the Death Star, find it’s a weak point, and get back in time for dinner.”

Leia sat up, looking at Luke as if he had just committed mass murder. “...What?” Luke asked warily. Leia grinned, “That’s it! We’ll do just that, Luke! We’ll take one of mom’s ships, fly around the death star undetected and find weak entry points, and get back like we were never even gone!”

“Leia, you can not be serious right now!” Luke gasped, setting his food down, “We can’t do this, we could get in so much trouble! Or spotted!”

“Do you want to sit idly while our mother and uncle do nothing, whereas our Father’s murderer is out on the lose on that moon!” Leia snapped at him. He narrowed his eyes, “That’s no moon, Leia. Also, no, I don’t! But do we have a choice? No. We’re staying here.”

“No, we’re leaving. Whether I go alone is up to you entirely, but at this point, I just want the man who killed my father dead,” Leia said, glaring at him. Luke huffed, “You think I don’t want him dead, too? But we are children, we literally can’t do anything!”

“We are 19 years old and I don’t know about you, but I don’t want to sit at home here and wait for Vader to kill more innocent people,” Leia frowned, crossing her arms. “I really need you with me, Luke. But I get it if you don’t go.” she stood up, grabbing her stuff to leave when Luke grumbled “Wait!” under his breath. “I’ll... go. Just to protect you. But this is a bad idea, and I don’t want to get caught,” he raised a brow to her. Leia grinned and hugged Luke tightly, “Thank you, thank you! You won’t regret this! But bring your lightsaber maybe, just in case?”

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“What do you mean, YOU LET THEM GO?” Y/n snapped to C3-PO, enraged. Threepio raised his hands in defense, “I couldn’t stop them, mistress! I tried my best, I swear!”

“You let my children go confront Vader ALONE? You’re so lucky I don’t shut you down for that!” she growled, shoving past him with Obi-Wan following close behind her. “Oh, dear. I’m doomed,” Threepio whined.

“We have to go after them, we... I can’t... I can’t lose my kids,” Y/n said nervously, starting to pace once Obi got close. “Y/n, calm down sweetheart. I need you to breathe and think,” Obi said, holding onto her shoulders gently. “If we go, we have an equal chance of being caught since they’ll already be on high alert.”

She sighed heavily, shaking her head, “I hate you for being so levelheaded and smart, Obi,” she frowned. “That’s my specialty,” he winked. “Now, we need to stop and make sure that we can pull this rescue off without risking our lives, too.”

Meanwhile, at the Death Star, Vader was summoned by his leading captain because of an alert of an enemy ship flying nearby. “Bring them in, search them. They may know General Jonas.” “Yes, My Lord.”

Vader turned to leave the bridge towards the docking bay, to meet his guests personally. As he walked, his mind was filled with visions and memories from his dream the night before. Of her.

He sighed heavily, picking up speed as he neared the docking bay. Passing a group of stormtroopers, he pushed past them to be in front, crossing his arms. The door opened, and two stormtroopers walked out holding a young girl and boy, yelling at them to let go of them.

As soon as Vader looked at the two, he felt something... strange. A certain presence in the Force he had never felt before. What is this? Why do they feel familiar?

Vader dropped his arms, walking forward and raising his hand to stop the troopers, “Who are you? And why were you near my Death Star?”

His unmerciful, robotic voice rumbled through their chests, terrifying them. In all their years, they had never seen something so cold and unforgiving. “Don’t be petrified, answer me if you want to live,” Vader challenged, staring right at the boy.

“You killed our father,” Leia’s voice was cold, sad, and broken. She knew this was a bad idea, but it was too late now. “I wanted revenge.”

“You’ll have to forgive me, my princess, but I’ve killed many men. Your father was just another tick on my list, whoever he may be.”

“You son of a—!” Luke yelled, rushing to jump at him when the stormtroopers all turned their weapons on him, making him stop. Vader growled, “Insolent children. I don’t think you know who I am, truly. I’d crush you in a heartbeat, but seeing as you could have something of use to me... take them away, both of them,” Vader commanded. The two shouted in disagreement, and Vader simply stood and watched them struggle.

“You bitch! You’ll pay for what you did to our dad!” Luke yelled as he was taken away. Vader rolled his eyes from under the mask and walked back to his quarters. He knelt on the floor, taking his mask off as he called out to his Emperor through the force.

“What do you want, Lord Vader?” Palpatine growled, looking down at Vader’s hologram. “I felt something through the Force a few moments ago. My new hostages... they seem to be strong with it.”

“Really? Are you sure, my apprentice?”

“Yes, Master. More sure than anything.”

“Well, you know what you must do. Kill them. They could be Jedi if they tried opposing you,” Palpatine smirked. “They’re only children, which means they’re newer Jedi. Someone had to have trained them.”

“Children never stopped you before, don’t let it stop you now. Do it.”

“...Yes, my Master.” Vader ended the holomessage, sighing.

“Who are you two...?” he asked himself, reaching out through the Force and feeling they were still there.

Strange.

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i freaking adore this trio bye

★ noho | SWまとめ２ ☆ ✔ republished w/permission

Update on 19 Years Later:

currently on chapter 1, i’m at 1.5k words so far and i’m excited! this will pertrain mainly of Y/n’s pov, since the last one was just a mix up of a bunch. it will be up tomorrow!

NOT ME WRITING ANGST AND THE IMMOLATION SCENE MUSIC COMES ON FUCK

aaaaa why do i love this so much 😭

ok

here’s a thought

what if you turned to the dark side instead of anakin... like, if the roles were reversed, how would he react? would he join you or try and turn you back? this isnt soft or smutty but i just had a thougjt and want your opinion 👁👄👁

Oh im 100% he'd be heartbroken.

Like the whole scene with Ahsoka in TCW (I know I refrain from using TCW Anakin but in this instance I think it's still in character) for the Mortis arc where Ahsoka went to the Dark Side for a bit there, Anakin was like 🥺, "Ahsoka, this isn't you! Snap out of it!" Or something like that, and I genuinely think he'd do something like that.

He knows this isn't your right mindset, he knows you're better than the Dark Side and had knows you're so much more stronger than to fall to such weak lengths. He knows this, and so he's the one who's begging for you to come back.

He's been very overcome with emotion, I think, especially since its the love of his life.

But it also depends on what stage you'd fall to the Dark Side.

If you fell mid-TCW era, he'd be pressed you'd fallen. But if its ROTS era, where he feels like everyone's betraying him, he's definitely join you too.

But yeah that's my little take 😋

19 Years Later... [Anakin Skywalker/Darth Vader x reader miniseries]

19 years have passed since Y/n’s husband Anakin’s death, and she has become the leading General of the newly founded Rebellion alongside her past Jedi friend Obi-Wan Kenobi, now known as Ben Kenobi. When her children Luke and Leia Skywalker gets kidnapped by Darth Vader, the man who killed her husband; her and Obi-Wan Kenobi must come rescue her. But when she finds out who’s behind Darth Vader’s mask, the truth is something she never thought she had to prepare herself for.

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i’m so freaking excited for this fanfic, holy shit. i’ve had this idea since April 2020 and i decided to say fuck it since you guys seemed interested. i hope you enjoy it!!! get ready for an angst and sex train, cause it’s coming in hot 🥵 😏

Index:

prologue

Chapter 1

Chapter 2 [Coming soon]

Warnings: None

WC: 1.3k

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People say love is a forever thing. But for Y/n and Anakin Skywalker, their time together was cut short the day Darth Vader murdered Anakin almost 20 years ago on Mustafar.

Y/n remembered the day so vividly - it was the scariest, saddest, and all the same happiest day of her life. It was the day her twin children, Luke and Leia Skywalker, were born; and it was also the day the love of her life was killed.

Y/n didn’t remember much of that, between the two events. According to Obi-Wan Kenobi, he had said that Anakin was behind the attacks at the Jedi Temple, and the man behind the murder of countless Jedi. Y/n couldn’t bring herself that the man she was married to could do such a horrible, despicable act.

She didn’t believe it until she saw first hand his anger - the way his voice changed, how cold his gaze had become. He tried to sugarcoat his villainous words to her, speaking gently, “Obi-Wan is trying to turn you against me.”

But when he had noticed Obi-Wan was on the ship alongside Y/n, Anakin lost all sense of reality and tried killing her.

The last memory she had of seeing her future husband was tainted with fear - the sight of him angrily raising his fingers to choke his lover.

When she awoke, she felt her body give in and start to writhe from excruciating labor pains. The pain she felt throughout her back and belly, however, were nothing in comparison to the never-ending ache in her heart that started when Obi-Wan muttered the words, “Anakin is dead.”

Barely able to cling to life, Y/n was able to deliver two healthy children, whom she had named Luke and Leia. Obi held her hand gently, smiling testy eyed, “Anakin would be so happy to see his little family. I promise I’m here to support and protect the three of you.”

Tears from pain and sorrow streamed down her cheeks as she cradled Leia close to her breast, sobbing as her body shook.

He should be here. I should be squeezing his hand, not Obi’s. He should be holding his son, not Obi. I shouldn’t be a widow.

When she found out the truth about how Anakin died, she was even more torn apart. Anakin didn’t even get a chance to explain his actions at the Temple - he was murdered by a man named Darth Vader before he could repent. She lost her husband to a murderous sith lord.

Obi-Wan took it upon himself to take care of Y/n, Luke, and Leia and got them a home on Tattooine. He knew that Y/n was never good on her own - even though she was a Jedi, she hated being alone. So he stayed with them, helping her raise Luke and Leia with just the two of them.

Knowing they were a target from Darth Vader, Obi-Wan knew that they’d had to change their names. He changed his to Ben Kenobi, a nickname an old lover gave him; and Y/n changed her name to Cecelia Jonas, a drastic difference from Y/n Skywalker. When it was just them, they would refer to each other as their old names for old time’s sake.

Raising twins without their biological father was very, very hard. There were many nights Luke or Leia would ask about their beloved late father, causing her to get teary-eyed remembering.

Nights when Luke would play around with the droids, speaking with C3-PO and laughing reminded Obi and Y/n of Anakin.

Having a son who looked just like a young version of Anakin was no help to her healing heart. Yet, no matter what she swore to never remarry — her heart belonged to Anakin Skywalker, and Anakin Skywalker alone.

By now, it was 19 years since Anakin had died. The Galactic Empire was rising, and the Rebels rose in contradiction, hoping to defend the Galaxy.

Meanwhile, Darth Vader stormed around his Death Star ship in an angry stance, slicing anyone who dared to comment on his more-so than normal angry aura.

He crossed his arms, looking outside the Death Star, “What do you mean you lost the plans?” His breathing labored and heavy as usual. The mask wasn’t even needed for him — the cocky bastard just wanted to come off as more intimidating.

“Someone... someone had sold the plans. And now General Jonas-“

Vader grunted and raised his fist, beginning to force choke the man mercilessly, “Find me who sold the plans and bring them to me. I want their death slow and painful. And find me General Jonas, I want to have a chat with them.”

The man’s eye’s rolled back as his vision blackened, then he collapsed onto the floor, gasping for air.

Vader strutted off, his signature Skywalker strut all the more prominent and powerful enveloped in his robotic suit of armor.

Ever since his fall, Vader had one thing on his mind. Completing out his Master’s will so he would finally teach him how to bring people back from the dead.

Vader reached his quarters and shut the door, locking it using the force with a simple flick of his wrist. He begrudgingly walked to the bathroom, slamming the door shut and hunched over the sink, his breathing getting more rapid until the noise irritated him to let out a yell in anger.

He took off his black mask in frustration and slammed it down on the countertop, his hands gripping it’s sides so tightly he felt his flesh hand feel numb. He looked up in the mirror, his ear-length brown hair dampened down with sweat as he looked at himself in the mirror.

“Who the hell even are you,” he grumbled to himself, running his gloved fingers through his hair. He sighed heavily and shook his head, the memory of her gasping for air replaying in his mind as his anger grew, “It’s my fault. It’s my fucking fault you and our child are dead!” he yelled to no in but himself, tears beginning to prick his yellow eyes.

With shaky hands, he dipped into his pocket and took out the necklace he crafted for her all those years ago, smiling sadly down at it as he rubbed it with his thumb.

“This is all for you, my love bird. All of it, so I can bring you home to me.” His voice trailed as he kissed the necklace, putting it back in his pocket gently as he let out a heavy sigh, wiping his tears quickly.

Vader thrived on pain now. Once he found out his wife was killed by his own hand, he lost all sense of himself. Anakin died when he knelt and took Darth Vader’s name, but Anakin truly died the moment Palpatine uttered those words.

“It seems, in your anger, you killed her.”

“Shit husband I was,” he growled, putting his glove back up on his flesh hand after he glared at his wedding band.

It gave him a mixed feeling - he missed his wife dearly, but yet it was also a deadly reminder how much of a horrible man he was.

The separated couple went to bed in tears that night, wishing and praying that somehow, someway they could be reunited.

But the both of them knew the only way that would happen is if they died, which was out of the question.

So they laid there awake in agony, their heart crying out to be reunited with their lover once more.

it’s illegal to look fucking DELICIOUS while dreaming of death. uh uh.

#nightmares. but make it sexy

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Anakin Skywalker x reader [SMUT]

lets... not mention how long i was gone, okay? 😅 i won’t be gone like this again, i promise 🥺 i’ll get right back on requests and such, i just really REALLY struggled on this for some reason... ive got honestly no clue why but eh, here it is. i hope it was worth it! sorry the request took so long anons. 💕 ALSO big shoutout to @anakinswhore for lowkey giving me the inspiration to finish this 🥺 (everytime i almost scrapped this i remembered that my favorite fic writer on tumblr told me i got this, so i knew i couldn’t give up on this :’) thank you so much!

Plot: Anakin gets home from desling with the Bad Batch and is cranky. To help them both unwind, Anakin decides to bring Y/n with him while he showers.

WC: 2.3k

warnings: finger fucking, piv sex, unprotected sex [sorry it’s awkward to write condoms n shit like that— let’s pretend the force works to prevent pregnancy 😭]

Y/n had set down her holo communicator and sighed in frustration, looking at the time.

It was nearing 11 pm, and Anakin had yet to respond to her call. He had promised to call her the moment his mission with the Bad Batch was over, and it was almost 4 hours over the time he had promised.

She grumbled to herself and set it into her desk drawer, standing up and walking to their bedroom. Since it was getting late, she decided to start getting ready for bed. She decided to forego a shower and take it in the morning instead, her exhaustion and worry getting the better of her.

Sliding on her robe, she put her (h/c) hair in a small bun, laying on the bed. She pulled the sheets back and sighed softly as the cold, sheen silk covered her body.

Laying on her side, she did her best to suppress the fears of why Anakin was taking so long to talk to her - trying to stay in a positive mindset. But of course, the turmoil and constant loss from the War made her think differently.

As her mind grew darker, her need for sleep depreciated as she grew more worried. Huffing in frustration when some time had passed and she still hadn’t fallen asleep, she sat up and grumbled to herself.

It wasn’t like she could call Obi-Wan or another member of the council to see if he was alright - it could raise suspicion since, besides working alongside him during some battles, she wasn’t always in contact with him during the War.

Just as she was about to get up to get some water, the door opened and she felt Anakin’s presence through the Force.

She immediately jumped out of bed, retying her robe and rushing out to meet him. “Anakin! Are you okay? It’s so late-“ she began as soon as she saw him.

He sighed snd shut the door, immediately taking off his robe and throwing it over the back of the couch. “I’m sorry,” he said somewhat sternly, sounding exhausted.

“For what, Ani?” she frowned, crossing her arms. “Being late. As always...” he grumbled, walking over to her and kissing her cheek gently. “I didn’t mean to be, the mission went overtime, and we ran into some trouble.”

“Was it successful, at least?”

“Yeah, thankfully. Wasn’t at first, but, we got Echo home safe.”

“So... why do you seem so... down?” she bit her lip, following him into their bedroom.

“I’m exhausted, sweetheart. Completely drained. I’m sorry if I seem off, I was just put under tons of pressure between Rex and Hunter. They got in a big fistfight, and I had to break it up...” Anakin replied, sitting on the bed and sighing, resting his head in his hands.

“Oh, Ani...” she sighed, resting her hand on his shoulder snd rubbing it gently. “I’m sorry, I know the war is hard enough to deal with.”

He shrugged after a moment and grunted, leaning his head back as he sighed. “I think I’m going to take a shower and forget about this God awful day, I’m sorry.”

“That’s fine, I get it. I was planning on taking a shower too, actually, but I might later then.”

Anakin glanced over at her for a moment, sliding his tongue over his lips and letting out a low hum when she doesn’t move, “Aren’t you coming then?”

She raised a brow in confusion, “What? You want me to come with you?”

“You said you wanted to shower, right? Do it with me, no harm in that,” he responded.

She bit her lip, thinking about all the possible endings. She cautiously stood up, walking over to him, “You sure? I can wait, it’s no problem...”

“Y/n,” he said firmly. “What did I say?”

“You said come shower with me,” she repeated. Anakin nodded, “Well, do you want to or not?” he smirked slyly, crossing his arms and watching her curiously.

She took a moment to look up at him, moving up to kiss him gently, “Better get a move on then, you know I prefer it very hot,” she smirked.

He rolled his eyes playfully and deepened the kiss, moving his hands down her back slowly until she pulled away, “Now you’re the one holding us up.”

“Alright, alright, go and get things ready. I’ll be there.” He kissed her forehead gently then pulled away, walking out of the bathroom.

She suppressed a giggle and smile as she skipped to the bathroom, all the thoughts rushing through her mind as she imagined what could happen.

“You’re tired. He’s tired. I’m sure you’re just showering, don’t get your hopes up.”

Boy, that was a lie. She was brushing out her hair and Anakin stormed into the room, pressing her firmly against the counter, crashing his lips onto hers. She gasped into the kiss and dropped the brush onto the counter, gripping onto the counter sides to keep her up-right as he left no room between him, her, and the counter.

Her eyes fluttered close as he cups her cheeks, moving his human hand down the side of her face to her jawline slowly. “Take it all off,” he mumbles, his voice muffled against her soft lips. “I have other things in mind.

She whimpered against his mouth and pulled away for a moment, her chest heaving as she almost was gasping to catch her breath, “What about showering-?”

“Who says we’re not showering?” he smirked, undressing her with his eyes. She swallowed thickly at his gaze and moved to start striping down slowly, keeping eye contact with him.

“Now look at you, all riled up and nervous,” Anakin smirked crossing his arms and watching her.

“Don’t... don’t look at me like that,” she said softly after she got her bra off, her hands starting to tremble from excitement and straight nerves.

“Why not? It’s getting you to tremble, I like it,” his voice gets darker as he moved closer to her, kissing behind her ear. He moved his long fingers over her panties and hooked them in, slowly pushing them down as they fell to her ankles.

She felt shy and exposed as he pulled away to admire his prize, his eyes growing darker as he watched her. He moved his large hands to her smaller waist and pulled her flush against him, keeping his gaze on her face now, “Are you going to get in?”

She nodded, trying to pull away but his grip on her hipbones was too tight. He loosened his grip just enough for her to slink into the warm shower, and he followed suit right after.

He moved his hand to rub her back gently, keeping his ever-darkening gaze transfixed on her smaller body.

She purposefully tried to ignore him, keeping her back turned to his front as she wets her hair under the warm water trickling from the showerhead, trying to occupy her mind with anything but the obvious - she and her lover were showering together.

Anakin trailed his hands lower then moved so his front was placed firmly against her back, kissing the back of her neck, “Don’t ignore me, sweetheart. You’re on edge, let me help you.”

“I don’t know why I’m so nervous, I just,” she turned around and looked up at him and her breath hitched, gripping her hair tighter.

There her lover stood, towering over her with water droplets running down his long darkened brown curly hair onto his toned chest, the small droplets falling down his body over all his muscles.

An involuntary whimper escaped her lips as she shamelessly studied his figure, every inch, every angle... he was just perfect.

“You’re staring,” he smirked, his chuckle low as he pulled her flush against him, looking down at her with dark eyes, “take a picture, it’ll last longer.”

“Oh, shut up,” she said quickly, immediately slamming her lips onto his in a frenzied, heated swift movement. He let out a low growl against her lips in content as he pulled her as close as he could get her. She let out a soft moan into his lips as she felt his hard length press against her, causing her to shudder in anticipation.

“Now you’re needy, what changed, my love?” he pulled away from the intoxicating kiss to kiss and suck across her neck, making her moan softly, “I c-changed my mind,” she stammered, her mind blank and fuzzy with lust as her core began to throb with need.

“I can see that,” his voice was smooth yet deep, knowing he could do the slightest thing and get her riled up even further. He moved his hand and pushed her thigh up near his hip, moving it so he had more room as he danced his thumb over her clit slowly.

Her head fell against his chest and she let out tiny breathy whimpers against his skin, her hips jolting in surprise from the newfound pleasure, “Ani—“

“You’re such a needy little thing, aren’t you? You were acting all innocent earlier, and now that I'm rubbing my fingers all over you you’re a mess,” he clicked his tongue in teasing disapproval as he moved his pointer finger to slide into her heat quickly, alongside his middle finger.

Her eyes widened and she moaned loudly in approval, her heavy breathing against his chest quickening with each ministration.

“Ani, I j-just want you— please—!” she looked up at him with a lusty, needy gaze through her lashes, biting her lip to suppress more moans as he fucked her with his fingers. He grunted in response and curled them against her sweet spot, smirking at her reaction, “Is this what you wanted, sweetheart?”

“N-No—! I want your... i want y-your... fuck, Anakin!” she moaned in response, her hips starting to shake as Anakin knew how close she was already.

He chuckled darkly and leaned against her neck, sucking roughly over her already darkening hickeys as he started pounding his fingers into her harder, rubbing her clit faster, “Use your words, little one, I know you can.”

She threw her head back in ecstasy as she moaned, falling off the edge into bliss as Anakin fucked her through it with his fingers, his eyes wandering across her body now quivering from intense pleasure, water droplets falling from her hair down her breasts.

She went to speak when he silences her with an intoxicatingly passionate kiss, cupping her cheek with his metal hand as he helped her ride her high out, “Good girl...” he mumbled against her lips.

She felt completely out of breath, gripping his bicep for support as he pulled his fingers out of her, using his metallic fingers to brush away some of the wet hair from her face.

He moved her body further from the warm water of the shower so she wouldn’t get water in her eyes as he leaned her against the wall. Keeping his hand firm on her hipbone, he moved her thighs apart gently and began to pump himself slowly, his breathing picking up.

He looked in her eyes and saw an intense lusty gaze he hadn’t seen in them for awhile - and he immediately knew she wanted to continue. He moved his free hand to cup the back of her neck, moving her closer so he can kiss her deeply as he pushed himself into her quickly.

She gasped in surprise against his lips, her eyes fluttering closed as she felt him fill her up completely with one swift thrust.

She arched her back against him, gripping his back weakly as he immediately began rocking his hips into her at an unrelenting pace, grunting in her ear, “So fucking tight for me, angel... And so needy, letting me take you in the shower like this...”

She would never admit verbally just how much she loved his dirty talk, his dirty-natured words sending sparks throughout her pussy and her body as she gripped his hair tightly, “Please, this is all I’ve needed,” she moaned almost out of breath, her heart beating out of her chest as she tightened around him.

His loud growl in response edged her to start to roll her hips against his cock, and he smirked in response, leaning down to kiss across her throat, “So—fucking—tight...” he grunted into her ear, his cheeks burning bright red from the mixture of the hot sex and steamy shower.

Her legs buckled and he immediately gripped her closer to him and the wall, moving her to lean back against it more as he lifts her leg to get a deeper angle, causing her to cry out in ecstasy as the pleasure grew too great.

With her already sensitive, her high build much faster than usual and she gripped his hair tighter, digging her fingernails into the back of his head as she panted, her eyes rolling back, “Anakin—!” she moaned weakly.

He recognized that needy, breathy moan all too well as he knew she was close without her needing to say it. He kisses hot open-mouthed kisses across her throat and collarbone, moaning for her to cum for him as he lazily moved his finger down to rub her through her orgasm; the constant throb of her walls sending him closer to the edge.

She let out a loud breathy moan as her high overtook her, letting out small squeals and moans into his ear as it washed over her. She immediately felt numb as it ran through her, the sight of her moaning and the feeling of her throbbing harder causing him to cum. He leaned his head against hers, moaning shakily as he leaned against the wall to steady himself as he fucked them through it, his metal hand firmly on her hipbone to keep them upright.

Her breathing was shaky and uneven as they came down from their highs, and he kissed her hurriedly and softly, “Better?” she muttered against his lips. Anakin nodded softly and chuckled, pulling out after it had fully faded snd pulling them back under the direct range of the water, “Much, much better.”