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My headcanon about Ahsoka is that, like yeah she's awesome and cool and smart and a sarcastic gal, but and stay with me, she's as much as a cringefail at socializing like her master-big-brother-father-whatever.

Both because of Anakin's (and Padmé, because Padmé is also into these weird poetics) influence and because she was raised in a temple where romance and the sort of stuff is forbidden. She knows how to fix a gun, how to start a ship without keys and how to play dead in a mortal situation; she doesn't know how to say hi to a cute girl.

You bet she tried to tell Barris that sand is irritating at least once. You bet Barris was weirded out (both because that's awful, and because she was also raised in a temple were love (tm) is forbidden or whatever). And Ahsoka doubled down with something like

"Huhhhuhh...I..Do you like corellian centipedes? I can cook sosme of these for you- I'm good at cooking, although I don't need to cook them really, i can eat raw meat. That weirded master Kenobi once, but i mean, that's why i have sharp teeth, what else i would have sharp teeth for? Well i suppose they're good for bitting too. I once bit master Skywalker by accident, i was panicking in the front and he tried to drag me away. He almost loses a finger, but he was pretty impressed.... Do you like my teeth"

And then told Anakin and Anakin was like "my girl is growing up so fast" and just left her there with no further advice about how eating raw meat isn't exactly a good pick up line.

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Your art gives me so much joy! Have you done Force Ghost Anakin meeting his adopted grandbaby Grogu?

oh no, worst ever meet your new grandpa in the history of ever

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Anakin and Padmé. 💕

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i’ve not posted in so long sorry about that not only have i been busy but i’ve also been cursed with writer’s block. if you have any suggestions please just inbox me

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Star Wars prompt: Competitive Flower Arranging Competition AU. Padme and Anakin are mortal enemies on the competitive flower arranging circuit, but oh no they're hot.

"Sabe, I need more peonies, please! Dorme, please trim those lilacs. Oh, and Corde--lighter on the fragrance. We don't want to overwhelm the blooms."

As her helpers nodded and did as she asked, Padme took a deep breath and stepped back, taking in her creation.

The Coruscant Guild of Floral Arrangements was the most prestigious floral society in the galaxy. Being invited to join the guild was the ticket to the best assignments, the best clients, the best supplies.

If Padme won the competition today, she would become a member of the guild and all her dreams would come true.

She just had to beat Anakin Skywalker, the crazy-talented man who had just appeared out of nowhere and wowed everyone with his amazing designs.

This was his first competition, but Padme already had a good idea of what to expect, thanks to Anakin's social media presence. He favored sharp, architectural designs, but with a certain zen to them. Compared to her soft, romantic designs, Padme thought Anakin's work was too stark. But it was still very striking and unique.

Anakin's booth was at the other end of the hall, so she had no idea what he was creating--or even what he looked like.

"Wow."

A low, male voice, coming from behind her, made Padme's skin tingle in a most unexpected way. She turned around and tried not to gasp.

The man in front of her was . . . well, gorgeous. Tall and broad-shouldered, with curly blonde-brown hair and soft lips, his face looked like something out of a High Republic painting.

But it was his eyes that really captured her. They were just so blue and soft and deep . . .

"Did you design this?" he asked, gesturing to the floral sculpture her assistants were working on.

"I did," she said, trying to ignore his good looks and be professional.

"It's nice," he said, meeting her eyes. "Girly, but nice."

Girly? Girly?!? Padme glared at him. "Excuse me?"

"I mean, c'mon, it is," he said, giving her a smile that was one-part adorable, one-part patronizing. "I mean, bravo for keeping it from tipping all the way over to grandma, but your design is so romantic, it should come with a meet-cute and a misunderstanding."

"Is that so? Well, then, how about you take me to your design and I'll crap all over it?" Padme said, resting her hands on her hips. "I don't know where you were brought up, but in the Core, it's generally considered good manners to at least be polite and ask if constructive criticism is desired before tearing a design to pieces."

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Oh, kark. He had really kriffed this up.

Anakin Skywalker tried not to blush as Padme Amidala--the beautiful, amazing, most talented designer in the galaxy--glared at him.

He couldn't deny that he had been following her work for years, had been inspired by her single-minded focus and clear aesthetic. The fact that she was completely gorgeous, all curly brown hair he wanted to bury his hands in and deep brown eyes he could get lost in . . .

Well, that didn't help him act like a professional. So he needed to get his act together.

"Sorry--I'm sorry," he blurted out quickly. "Your design is great--and you're right, I shouldn't have said that about it. I mean, everyone knows Padme Amidala--your work is amazing, I've been so jealous that I could never get flowers on the Outer Rim like the ones you use."

A little wrinkle appeared between her eyebrows, making her look befuddled and even more beautiful. He wanted to kiss away that wrinkle of confusion and hold her close.

A voice that sounded like his mentor, Obi-Wan, mentally chided him, "Really, Anakin, pull yourself together!"

Straightening his shoulders, Anakin held his hand out to her. "Could we maybe start over? Hi, I'm Anakin Skywalker."

Her hand was halfway to his when he said his name, and Padme froze, blinking at him. "Anakin Skywalker?"

"Um, yeah?"

Suddenly, her small fingers were wrapped around his hand, shaking it firmly. "Now I definitely want to go look at your design. Oh, and Padme Amidala. I mean, that's who I am."

"I know," Anakin said, unable to hold back his smile. "And . . . yeah, you can come see my design. You can even, as you said, crap all over it."

Her cheeks flushed pink. "That was rude of me. I apologize. I've been admiring your work on the holonet for ages."

"You have?" he said, his voice reaching a pitch it hadn't in six years at the thought that Padme liked his designs.

She nodded, still flushed, but smiling at him. "Show me what you've got, Skywalker."

And as he beamed back at her, Anakin resolved to show her everything he had.

Because maybe that was the way to win her heart.

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anakin being touch starved

I feel like Anakin would be endearingly needy especially with Padme for affection, they spend so much time apart so when they finally see each other all he wants to do is hold her. Padme was always one to keep busy so even when watching some shitty holodrama with Anakin she starts to make tiny braids in his long hair. Anakin felt so soothed by the repetitive action that he fell asleep, when he woke up later and left Padme’s apartment he had forgotten to undo the braids and carried on for the rest of the day with them still. Ahsoka kicked Rex when he tried to tell Anakin.

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anidala + looks

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I just want them to go on cool adventures together and learn more about their force abilities along the way 😌✨

And of course May the Force be with you today!

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It’s that time of the year 💙

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Skywalker Family AU

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anakin and attachments

Due to Anakin joining the jedi order at age 9, he was never truly able to let go of his attachments and emotions. This meant that although he had to act cold and detached, anakin craved affection. He had no true outlet for this; his family was far away on Tatooine and he and Obi-Wan didn’t have that kind of relationship. 

He was alone.

That is until he met Padme. Padme was not a jedi, she didn’t care about attachments, in fact she saw them as a good thing. “attachments are what binds us together, Ani” she smiled, “they make you stronger”. At first Anakin didn’t believe her, attachments went against everything he had learnt as a jedi, but when he held her in his arms he felt truly powerful.

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anakin skywalker: a summary

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and within your furnace heart, you burn in your own flame.