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[littlerollingstone]

The diva has arrived

[tessxblxckthorn]

Leia. When I said before… that I didn’t know your parents…

OBI-WAN KENOBI (The Series)

[rapunziedameron]

#tfw your bff has completely lost the plot

[polgarawolf1]

Look at that framing! It's like they're positioning him as a saint!

Hayden Christensen in The Chosen One Featurette

[graveyard-stray]

Burn Bright / Jealous!Padawan Anakin x Padawan Reader

Anakin is obsessed with you, and when he sees you talking to an older Jedi knight, he isn’t very happy about that.

1 use of Y/N, gender neutral reader, random made up Jedi knight character

Anakin Skywalker had always been intense, but with you, it was something else entirely. From the moment you had met in the Jedi Temple as Padawan, he was very fond of you. Over the years he had felt something inside him shift—an attachment to you, one so fierce it bordered on dangerous. You were his, whether you realized it or not.

You trained together often, sparring in the temple’s sunlit courtyards, everytime you needed some practice you went to Anakin. Even when you weren’t training together you’d be hanging out. Or he’d be watching you from afar.

He studied your ever move, he knew every detail about you—the way you bit your lip when concentrating, the way your eyes darkened when you were frustrated, the way you laughed, bright and wild, the way it made him feel was like twin suns igniting in his chest.

So when he entered the training hall and saw you laughing—laughing—with another Jedi, something dark twisted inside him.

It was Zander Korr, a skilled knight only a few years older than Anakin. He was taller, broader, and had a smirk that grated on Anakin’s nerves. And worse, you were smiling at him, your hand brushing against his as you adjusted your training saber. Anakin saw red.

Before he could stop himself, he was between you both, his presence crackling like a storm.

“(Y/N),” he said, voice tight, ignoring Zander entirely. “Let’s spar.”

You blinked at him, tilting your head. “We just finished warm-ups, Anakin.” A confused tone in your voice.

“I wasn’t asking.” His blue eyes flicked to Zander, who raised an eyebrow.

You sighed but nodded. “Alright.”

Anakin barely waited for you to ignite your lightsaber before attacking. His strikes were aggressive, precise—possessive. He pushed you back again and again, his heart pounding too fast. Every time you blocked, he countered harder. It wasn’t just training anymore. It was a warning.

“You’re distracted,” you huffed, parrying a particularly vicious blow. “What’s wrong with you?”

“Why were you talking to Korr?” He hissed

You hesitated, stepping back. “Because we’re Jedi, Anakin. We train together.”

Anakin clenched his jaw, breathing hard. “I don’t like the way he looks at you.”

You stared at him, then sighed, lowering your saber. “Anakin…”

He didn’t lower his. His pulse roared in his ears. “Tell me you don’t like him.”

You frowned. “This is ridiculous.”

“Tell me.” His voice was raw, desperate.

You studied him for a long moment before stepping closer and lowering your voice, placing a hand over his. “You’re the only one I like in that way, Anakin.”

His breath hitched, and his grip loosened. The fire in his veins didn’t disappear, but it dimmed, just enough.

Zander was still watching from across the hall, but Anakin didn’t care anymore. You were his. You always would be.

And if anyone tried to take you from him…

Well, he wouldn’t let that happen.

Never.

[gffa]

Why do you think Anakin had to lose the memories of what he learned about his future on Mortis? Why would knowing that keep him from bringing balance to the Force? Obviously they had to do it that way to avoid contradicting the movies, but wouldn’t him knowing about Palpatine and killing him sooner rather than later prevent so much more suffering?

If we're talking about an in-universe reason that had to Anakin forget about it, I think it's because it would have only added to his fears, which is what made him fall in the first place. In ROTS, he knows he should choose otherwise, he knows Palpatine is a Sith Lord and has done so many evil things, he knows he's on a dangerous path, but when his fears rise up in him, he can't resist being pulled into them. He justifies what he's doing because it's the only way to stop his fears. If he knows that evil path is there as a feasible one, it will do nothing but haunt him until he makes another disastrous choice, because that's one of the things that Mortis showed--it wasn't just one time that Anakin failed to face himself and find his inner balance in the greater story of Star Wars, it was a recurring pattern with him. Mortis was one giant test from the Force (as the Force often does this kind of thing, it sends visions to test the younglings on Ilum, it sends visions to test Luke on Dagobah, it sends visions to test Ezra on Lothal, it sent Anakin to Mortis to test him, etc.), an attempt to nudge him into understanding himself. When Qui-Gon visits Anakin he says, "I believe you will bring balance to the Force, that you will face your demons and save the universe."

When the Father tests Anakin in the arena, he says, "It is time to face your guilt and know the truth."

Mortis is an arc that is Anakin's struggle to face himself played out via the Force Overlords, that the Daughter says the Son is feeding off Anakin, and I think that's what this is all about--they've drawn him to Mortis because they're his internal struggle manifesting via the Force, as he's the Chosen One. They're trying to get him to look inward and master his fears--or at least see if he can do it. But he has to forget this ever happened, because he never really does face himself there, he never resolves his guilt, and this would only add to the fears swirling around in his head. If he had the specter of Vader looming over him, knowing it was a very real possibility, he would have made an even worse deal with the devil to prevent it, just as he knows Sidious is a liar and evil, he knows that what he's doing is wrong, but he twists himself into knots justifying murdering children and helping turn the Republic into the Empire and joining the Sith. Anakin has to have his memories wiped of this event because otherwise he'd be forever haunted by it and Anakin does terrible things when he's haunted by a future he fears.

[princessfantaghiro]

ANI🩶🤍

"I'm here to finish your training."

HAYDEN CHRISTENSEN as ANAKIN SKYWALKER AHSOKA (2023) | 1.05 Shadow Warrior

[arkofdawn]

cursed is the one who trusts in human beings, who seeks his strength in the flesh.

[starrdream]

Caught red handed-part 2

Anakin Skywalker x f!reader summary: Confronting Anakin takes a turn.. includes: SMUT!!, cnc, idk what else I'm too tired part 1 here

You stood frozen, heat rushing to your face as realization crashed over you, causing you to go numb for a second.

Anakin Skywalker—the same one who made your blood boil, was in his room moaning and whimpering your name like a desperate man.

Not out of sadness. Not out of anger.

But out of something completely different.

Your throat went dry. Your heart pounded in your ears as you strained to hear the sounds again, as if some sick, twisted part of you needed confirmation.

Another low groan, followed by a shaky breath.

Your stomach twisted into knots, a mixture of shock, disbelief, and something else you refused to name.

Was he really getting off to just the thought of you?

The weight of the situation pressed down on you, but instead of walking away like you knew you should, you found yourself stepping closer, drawn in by some irresistible force.

You could leave now and pretend you never heard any of this. But where was the fun in that?

A smirk tugged at your lips. If Skywalker wanted to fantasize about you, maybe it was time you gave him something real to think about.

You raised your hand and rapped your knuckles against the cracked open door. It was like he couldn't wait to get to his room.

Pathetic.

The noises stopped immediately. A moment of silence so thick you could feel his panic through the walls.

Then the scrambling began. Fabric rustling, a muffled curse.

You could picture him frantically trying to pull himself together, fix his tunic and hide any evidence of what he’d just been doing..

"Something wrong, Skywalker?" you called out, feigning innocence.

No response.

You waited a beat before leaning in, letting your voice drop just enough to be suggestive. "You know your-."

The door flew open.

And there he was—flushed, disheveled, and absolutely furious.

Oh, this was going to be very fun.

He stood in the doorway, one hand on the door the other one balled into a fist by his side.

"You gonna let me in, or are you just going to stand there looking guilty?" You asked, tilting your head.

His jaw clenched. "Leave."

You stepped closer. "Make me."

"Don't do this shit, Y/n. I'm not in the mood."

"I thought Jedi were supposed to control their emotions." Your voice was laced with mockery.

Before you could process it, Anakin had grabbed you by the wrist and yanked you inside, slamming the door shut behind you.

The moment it clicked into place, his hands were on you—hot, desperate, furious.

"You think this is funny?" His voice was a low growl in the quiet room , sending shivers down your spine.

He almost slams you into the wall, knocking some air out of your lungs.

His grip was firm, almost punishing as he pushed you against the wall, his body pressing into yours. "You think I have time to spare any thoughts, let alone words on you?"

Your breath hitched, but you refused to let him have the upper hand.

You met his gaze with a smirk, despite the way your heart pounded against your ribs.

"I don’t know, Skywanker. Judging by the sounds you were making, I think you enjoyed thinking about me."

A sharp exhale escapes him, fingers twitching against your waist.

"Oh you little-"

The words were barely out of his mouth before his lips crashed against yours.

The kiss was anything but gentle. It was rough, hungry, filled with years of pent-up frustration and rivalry and something deeper you didn’t dare name.

His hands were everywhere—gripping your waist, sliding up your sides, tangling into your hair as he pressed you harder against the wall.

You were a little bit surprised with yourself, but you it didn't really matter.

You wanted him unraveled.

Breaking away just enough to speak against his lips, you murmur. "You're too pathetic for my liking."

Anakin let out a sharp breath, his grip tightening as he suddenly spun you around, pressing your front against the wall. His body was flush against your back, his breath hot against your neck as he leaned in close.

"You really want to test me right now?" His voice was lower this time, rougher, laced with something dangerous.

You turned your head slightly, just enough to glance at him from the corner of your eye, your lips curling into a smirk. "Always."

In a matter of seconds, his lips were on your neck, hot and desperate, nipping, biting, marking.

His hands roamed over your body with no restraint this time, gripping, taking as he slid the Jedi robes off of your shoulders.

He was waiting.

For you to push him away. For you to walk out. For you to prove him wrong.

But you didn’t.

You could feel the tension in his body, the way his breath stuttered against your skin, the way his hands trembled where they held you, like he was still clinging to the last scraps of his control.

"You asked for this alright?" He bit down on your now exposed shoulder, fiddling with the zipper of your shirt.

"Anakin-" You breathe out, face firmly pressed against the cold wall.

"I don't wanna hear it." He mutters, finally sliding the piece of clothing that covered your upper half off.

His lips found their way down your neck to your shoulders and upper back, holding your hips firmly and rubbing you against him.

A muffled cry escapes your lips which only urges him on.

One of his hands teasingly travels up your body, sliding your bra strap off once it reached your shoulder.

Another noise spills out.

The next second your bra is being clipped of, then it falls to the ground.

Anakin's rough hands envelop your breasts, massaging them as he groans, resting his head on your shoulder.

"Maker.." He mumbles into your skin. One hand slides down to your hips, pulling them away from the wall to press firmly against his prominent erection.

"Good girl..Just keep quiet f'me, yeah?" He says as his hands sneak down to your abdomen, undoing the buttons on your pants and letting them drop to the floor.

His knee spreads your legs, rubbing against your core teasingly in the process. Anakin's quick to pull down his pants too, just enough to pull his cock out.

Sliding your panties down, he presses his hand to your lower back, making you arch.

"Just like that.." He praises, giving your ass a gentle slap.

Without a warning, he thrusts inside of you, letting your squishy walls envelop his length.

His movement is accommodated by your sharp intake of breath and his heavy breathing.

With each thrust he stretched you out further, reached deeper, drew more noises from your mouth.

"Anakin I-" You stumbled over your words.

"You gonna cum for me pretty girl? Go on I wanna hear you.." Anakin encouraged in a soft but firm voice.

"A-Anakin" You whimpered breathlessly at the worst moment possible. Your walls clamped down around him as you came undone before him.

"Yeah that's right." He chuckled breathlessly, not stopping. "Anakin made you come in under what, 7 minutes?" He glanced at the digital clock on his bedside table. "Record time sweetheart."

You mumble incoherently at his filthy words, arousing him further and eventually making him spill inside of you.

In the middle of a shallow thrust another knock was heard.

"Shit" Anakin cursed, pulling out quickly, causing you to mewl.

"You gotta keep quiet okay?" He hushed you.

You nodded and he kicked your clothes to the side where they wouldn't be seen. Then, he quickly pressed you against the wall right next to the door.

Placing a hand over your mouth and pulling his pants up, he opened the door.

"You're late for meditation, Anakin." Master Kenobi's voice cut through the air sharply, causing your knees to buckle slightly.

Anakin squeezed your jaw in warning as he answered.

"I'm sorry master, I overslept. I'll be out in a few minutes, I hope you'll forgive me."

First half of this was written at like 2AM and the second at 3AM the next day forgive me if there are any spelling mistakes or if it's rushed.

[anakinobis]

STAR WARS: EPISODE III – REVENGE OF THE SITH — 2005, dir. George Lucas THE FALLEN ANGEL (1847), by Alexandre Cabanel

[rhaenyratargeryen]

Like father, like daughter

[usersukuna]

DARTH VADER/ANAKIN SKYWALKER in AHSOKA (S01E05)

[prequelsnet]

@prequelsnet prequels appreciation week: day 5 — found family

↳ The Disaster Lineage

[captain-mozzarella]

Obi and his padawans :3

I wanted to redraw this but I thought it would be more fun if I did a continuation instead :))))

My original file was apparently too big X)

[skarsgards-bill]

Hayden Christensen → Anakin Skywalker Star Wars: Episode III - Revenge of the Sith (2005) | Dir. George Lucas