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•ྀ༅ imprisoned padawan, stressed husband. ೄ

anakin skywalker x gn! reader. set in the end of s4 (i think) when ahsoka gets blamed for everything. first time every writing anakin on here, hope it isn't too out of character.

anakin grumbled something under his breath, jedi robes moving along his steady, and angry steps. he wasn’t wearing the usual smile he put on just for you, whenever you met in secret. he had, in fact, been quite out of his charming, and playful personality for the past couple of days. but given what had happened, could you really blame him?

the whole event was just outrageous. she sat, as of right now, in that lonely cell guarded by commander fox— who wouldn’t even let anakin talk to her. his padawan was no cold-blood murderer, he knew that much. even so, the recording seemed to prove otherwise. a few seconds in camera were enough to convince almost the entirety of the order of her culpability.

anakin wasn’t going to stop until he found who was truly guilty, and made them pay for all the pain they were causing ahsoka. sure, obi-wan was on anakin’s side—and though he didn’t express it as openly as his former student— he still firmly believed her to be innocent.

“I won’t let my padawan be the scapegoat of the council’s failures.” anakin’s grip on your waist tightened. he had never had a great relationship with the Jedi council, and this was a breaking point. “what happened to letta turmond—and the temple— is not on her.”

“ani…” you sighed, running your fingers through the chestnut waves. you didn't need force abilities like his to notice his anger, it was visible—to everyone. the creases on his eyebrows, the grumble on his lips, the rigid steps.

“you know her. you know she'd never do that.” your husband pulled away from the embrace enough to be able to meet your gaze, seeking for a flicker of doubt or dissagreement.

“anakin, i'm not questioning ahsoka's innocence. i just think that you need to stop for a second— to think.” you placed your hands on his checks, trying to bring some calm to your husband's mind. in reality, anakin did not want to stop, every minute he waited was another minute of his padawan stuck in that cell. but he knew better than to try to argue with you.

“maybe.” anakin, sighed, hugging you again, and resting his chin on top of your head. for a moment—and just for a moment—he could breathe, he could feel hope. being with you had that effect on him.

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WATCHING THE FIRE GLOW, TELLING ME “I LOVE YOU”

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lando + oscar

the papaya boys 🧡

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OH MY GOD. I HATE MEN SO MUCH LIKE EWWWW GET AWAY FROM ME I NEEVER WANT YOU TO COME NEAR ME AGAIN YOU FAT FUCKING SLUT LIKE S09DIUFYGBNSKIDUF EWWWWWW DISGUSTING DISGUSTING NO ONE WANTS YOUR DISGUSTING FACE YOU WHORE GET AWAY FEOM MEEEEE I NEED A RESTRAINING ORDER AGAINST EVERY MAN ALIVE RIGHT NOW ALSO MEN IN GRAVES TOO THEY JUST EWWWW IF YOU HAVE XY CHROMOSOMES PLEASE NEVER EVER EVER COME NEAR ME YOU DISGUSTING SLUT

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sometimes you just gotta say ‘what the freak’ and move on

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there’s. so. much. left. to. say. i. guess. i’m. just. the. bigger. guy. (said bitterly through gritted teeth)

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LITERALLY. IDK WHY SHES DENYING IT SHE SHOULD EMBRACE HER LOOKS

guys this is actually how @balladofareader looks like. shes been hiding it for a long time but i felt like i should tell everybody about this

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yes yes let me grab the blankets

*jumps in your arms*

OMG YAY!!!

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FRUITCAKE JUST MAKES ME SICK .ᐟ

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NO BECAUSE WHY IS THE FALLEN STAR SO FINE LIKE MARRY ME

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bitches be going "he's so babygirl" and it's either this shy/anxious/foxy (queer[optional]) twink or this feral/morally gray/dark dude with an ungodly amount of abs and may or may not have commit several war crimes with a bow photoshopped onto his head

and its quite funny

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ര ۪ ݁ ! logan winters 𝅄 ౨ৎ ㅤ۪

(oc) corey winters' younger brother. marvel n star wars total nerrrd. got indoctrinated on how to treat women by his bro. cat dad to leia. messy brown hair and hoodies. teenage boy but better

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one day, me or my mutuals will leave this hellsite, and we'll never talk again. we'll lose contact, because we live in different states or different countries or even different hemispheres. but a part of them will always be with me. if i'd never become friends with my moots, i wouldn't listen to jeff buckley or the smiths. i wouldn't have watched dead boy detectives, or become obsessed with the marauders. i wouldn't have learned how to love myself, or how to love my life. i'm forever changed because of them, and those parts of me will always tie us together, no matter how far apart we may be.

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10 followers away from a 100 help me out pls