#angel Anakin

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For @tarmaarn ⭐️

[anakinobis]

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

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The Fallen Angel

(based on the painting of the same name by Alexander Cabanel)

process below :D

Insp:

[forcemeanakin]

ᴠɪᴄᴛᴏʀɪᴀ'ꜱ ꜱᴇᴄʀᴇᴛ ᴀɴɢᴇʟ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ x ʜᴀʏᴅᴇɴ ᴄʜʀɪꜱᴛᴇɴꜱᴇɴ

Okay so this is a alternate of @hanasnx starlet!reader but with my own little twist because I just love the scenery and the glamour of the shows <3 So I present to you: VSangel!reader x Hayden Christensen (let's ignore the fact that I've been working on some of these scenarios for YEARS now).

This is hella long and nsfw, so beware. 3K.

Previous inspo: Link

BACKGROUND:

Hayden has probably seen you in a big billboard before, maybe an ad on TV, but didn't remember your name. He thought you were hot though. A pretty little thing that was probably out of an old man's league anyway.

You are in your 20's, so you grew up with the Star Wars prequels and without a doubt Anakin Skywalker was your childhood crush. Posters on your walls, watching other movies Hayden was in just to see him. Most of your classmates probably made fun of your Star Wars obsession because you were only into it because of the hot guy in Revenge Of the Sith. How wrong they were!! It was also because of the hot guy in AOTC!

Also you're like a total SW geek, but we'll talk about it later.

THE BEGINING: How did you two meet?

Considering that both of you are from different areas of show business, you had to meet in a common ground. I don't see Hayden going to a fashion show before you (and then that's the only place paparazzi can catch him for sure <3). So after a lot of thought, you two met at an Award show (my mind goes automatically to the Tiff Tribute Awards). Or more specifically, the after party.

I picture Hayden saying hello to a couple of people he knows before heading to the bar and sticking around there, just sipping on his drink and greeting whoever comes along to shake his hand and pat his shoulder.

You already saw him back on the red carpet, making your best effort to not get your drooling face captured by a paparazzi. Your stunning dress and detailed makeup made you look like a million dollars !!!

And he noticed. Fuck, did he notice.

Walking by the bar, after pep talking yourself into talking to him for like half an hour, you pulled up right beside him to order yourself a drink. A cosmo or some shit like that. Very fancy and pretty, like you.

He was hypnotized by you the second he saw you up close. Actually, the second he saw your ass swinging his way.

That was it. You two were done for the moment your gazes crossed.

He made the first move, saying a polite "hey" and offering to call the bartender for you.

You were batting your eyelashes, grazing his biceps with your long nails and giving those "fuck me eyes" that worked every time. Someone so much more mature and wise, you didn't think he would want you for something besides fucking, so why did it matter if you were a bit sluttier than you were used to?

But you started talking and it was an actual good conversation. He seemed interested in getting to know you and his jokes actually made you laugh. He was all smooth with his compliments and subtle stares at your dress.

I feel like he would give you a nickname from the very first night. Something related to your attire or the sparkle of your eyes, accentuated by the glittery eye shadow.

It would be a downright shame to let that amazing chemistry go to waste for a meaningless hookup. Luckily he didn't let that happen.

Like a true gentleman, he walked you to your car, using the back door and called it a night. Not before asking for your number and teasing a goodnight kiss.

The next day, while you were getting ready to shoot a campaign, you receive a text from an unknown number, but you immediately knew who it was.

"Hey, starlight." There's a whole other version of this with them meeting over a smoke break, but I know that's not everyone's cup of tea.

BEFORE AND AFTER YOU:

Okay so let's set some things straight. Hayden's not a public guy. he hates having his private life printed on newspapers and he's not a fan of social media. At all. Heck. he doesn't even like to leave his house on weekends. But after you? He had to get used to it. You're this generation very own Gisele Bündchen. You're everywhere. You're everything. You are the fashion world. So paps are very much included in every moment of your life.

BEFORE GOING PUBLIC:

You tried to keep it hidden as much as you could. It was not very hard with you traveling almost every day and him living in LA, at his new house. And whenever he could, he escaped to his own little paradise in Canada.

So texting was basically everything you could do.

He even learned new lingo just to keep up with you :)

But you both craved more, so the next time you were in LA, you were going to grab dinner.

The damn paps got a few pictures of you and that's when the rumors started.

At first not many people recognized him, mainly because the pictures were taken from behind him, but the curls and the outfit ratted him out to a few observant fans.

But media didn't believe them, I mean, why? And the selected group that decided to run with that narrative used headliners like: "how the fuck did the awkward guy from SW pulled y/n's ass?"

After weeks of trying to be low-key for his sake: going on coffee runs using his caps and sunglasses so people wouldn't recognize you, having dinner dates at his house and/or choosing far away locations to stroll with a bit of privacy; you gave up. Your already public life was catching up with you two. So it was better to ride the wave than to escape it and fail in the process.

BUT BEFORE ABSOLUTELY GOING PUBLIC, I love the idea that interviewers were trying to drag the information out of you. Maybe at a red carpet or at an interview with a digital magazine, people would throw you some questions to see if you bite the bait:

"So, Y/n, who's your favorite SW character?"

And you would grin knowingly but never backing down. Your answer would vary from Obi-Wan Kenobi (to mess with Hayden) or R2 when you felt like sharing some of your SW passion.

But right before you two decide to go full-on public, you decide to mess with them, for your own entertainment: "You know, I do have a soft spot for Darth Vader."

PEOPLE GASPED AT THAT CRUMB OF CONFIRMATION.

GOING PUBLIC:

It was at a red carpet

You two went in separate cars

Hayden walked first, having his picture staken and signing autographs while you barely arrived at the event

The second you entered the carpet the cameras went off on you, total focus on getting pics of your designer dress

You were posing like an absolute goddess, answering some questions with wit, trying to spot your boyfriend with the corner of your eye

Finally you locked eyes and he raised a dubious eyebrow, like saying: "Are we seriously doing this?"

And you gave him a bright beam, stretching your arm to him as he walked to you, taking your hand and kissing the inner side of your forearm before placing it on his shoulder. Fingers dropping to your waist and pulling you to him while you laugh, his mouth lowering to your ear to whisper: "You always get your way, huh?"

You chuckled and kissed his cheek, you two turning to face the cameras, just for a few seconds before moving on.

DATING:

I'll not get into the heavy details of how you two managed to make your relationship work, with your traveling and photoshoots, because fuck that. I'll only say that there was a lot of sexting and he was a fucking natural at it. Mile high club as well.

You two would still try to remain unrecognizable by the paparazzis but more chill this time.

That meant having more pictures of you on your candle lit dinners or your fun Sunday mornings in the park out there.

I JUST KNOW THERE'S A PICTURE OF YOU KISSING IN THE PARK. YOU ON YOUR TIPPY TOES WHILE YOUR ARMS ARE AROUND HIS NECK. BIG GRIN ON YOUR FACES, LIKE IT WAS TAKEN SECONDS BEFORE YOUR LIPS MADE CONTACT.

The media would still release some mean headliners but thanks to the dilf culture cultivated in social media, some were actually rooting for you. Oh, and fans were torn between you; hating you because you were clearly fucking him and loving you because since your relationship started, you gave them more Hayden content.

The SW questions were constant in the interviews and talk shows, to the point that you were always brought some type of SW merch: a Grogu plush, a kids lightsaber, a little R2 replica. Whatever it was, it was always pulled whenever the question about you and Hayden was brought up.

You still kept answering "Obi-Wan" with a laugh and no additional information. "He has the high ground." You shrugged your shoulders, shaking your head with a cheeky smile.

Later in bed, when Hayden was giving you your daily dose of healthy cum :))) pounding into you with an admirable expertise, he whispers: "Who has the high ground now, baby?"

CLICHE BUT LET ME HAVE THIS

You never revealed to Hayden that he was your childhood crush, I mean, you could have mentioned it the first night but you didn't want to approach him like a fan. And then you didn't want to look psycho so you just let it be. And now it was too late.

But then

In the middle of an interview, a girl that actually gained your honest trust, asked you the anticipated question:

"How does it feel to date Anakin Skywalker?"

And... (the next bit was written by Indy during a brainstorm and I just wanted to share the exact words <3)

"in the interview you’re visibly nervous, rubbing on your knee, leaning forward, adopting a slackened posture. “yeah..” big grin, “he was actually my childhood crush.” “no!” the interviewer says in awe. “yeah! yeah,” you kinda laugh and cover your mouth. “i didn’t tell him. is that bad?” you put your nail in your teeth to fidget, putting on a little lovable twist to your face"

And then he sees the interview and he shots you an immediate text with the link like: "Oh???"

You know what you'll come home to

He's sitting on his usual chair, reading a book when he hears the door creak. You showed up with a shy smile, his arms opening up to let you crawl on his lap. Knowing that he'll bring it up, you hide on his neck, blush all over your cheeks. Hayden is caressing your thigh up and down, while he hugs you with his other arm and snorts: “did you keep that from me on purpose?” with a little swat on your ass (Indy, 2023).

THE REACTION OF PEOPLE ON SOCIAL MEDIA AFTER THE INTERVIEW. you cackle at the comments: "Not Y/n admitting she is dating her childhood crush!! She's one of us!!!" “HE WAS NOT” “bro no 😭 i thought she was single” “darth vader. you win again” (Indy, 2023).

Also dragging you to hockey games <333 you start to love the sport because of him but at first you didn't understand shit

He laughed at your reaction when you saw the first fight in the rink

"Do they just... start beating each other up and the ref let them?" You winced exaggeratedly.

"Yup." He laughs, drinking a sip of his beer.

KISS CAM KISS CAM KISS CAM

Also opening the car door for you after a date night, protecting you from the paps???? That's a head canon I'll take from starlet!reader and apply it here because YES YES YES

FASHION SHOWS AND SOCIAL MEDIA

ofc he goes to your fashion shows !!!!! front line baby !!!!!!!! And he is so fucking proud of his beautiful girlfriend.

So motherfucking supportive it hurts.

He comes home and peppers kisses all over your face, praising you for a job well done.

"I would buy all the clothes you sell, baby"

Or if you wore something he particularly liked, he would be desperate to get home and show you just how much he loved your teeny tiny dress on the runway.

He even learned how to dress appropriately to match with your outfits. NEVER LEAVING THE CAPS BEHIND OFC !! But his personal style improved so much, we are proud of him :)

ALSO whenever he is out and spots an ad of yours he takes a picture of it and sends it to you. Maybe with a little heart or smile, or a little text like: "so proud of you baby." Sometimes he takes a selfie with the campaign!!! such a dad selfie, his head tilted back and kind of blurry because he's trying to get the right angle !!!!

also social media with him !!!! again, he doesn't have any active accounts but you do. For his sake, you don't post a lot of things about him, however, some things are too adorable not to share. And fans love you for the little crumbs you give them

A list of photos I think would be posted on this reader's insta stories:

A photo of him in the garden, checking his tomatoes. I KNOW HE HAS TOMATOES

A photo of your shadows during a coffee run. Bonus points if it's Tim Horton's and it has the Canada location tag

A photo of his back while he's making breakfast

A photo of the view from his house. Bonus points if it is from the bathroom window. Extra points if it has any indicators that you two were previously fucking in there, like steamy doors.

A casual photo of you on his couch and you can see the famous chess game

a video of you two watching the prequels and you can hear yourself saying: "omg who's the handsome guy?" when he appears and he laughs.

A photo of you with one of his caps. Bonus points if it's the Toronto Maple Leafs one.

VS FASHION SHOW

OH YES. THE GOOD PART. THE FUN PART.

He never thought he would be in this position. Front line at the Victoria's Secret Fashion Show. But he is. And he's there to support his girlfriend. Heck, that still sounds funny to him-

You're out there, strutting your gorgeous figure for the world to see: with your six inch heels, your pretty wings and tiny lingerie- You're a fucking dream. His dream.

He's there at the front line with the Proud Boyfriend club, along with Adam Levine (I know but he got us fooled for half a decade) and Caleb from Kings of Leon.

His heart is pounding hard when your face appears in the initial video where they present all of the models walking

The first time you walk, he stands up, cheering loudly and smiling brightly at you. You were opening the show!!!!! how huge!!!

You focus on the cameras and getting the pose right but when you turn, walking on the side he's in, you point at him, even blow him a kiss.

The other two times you walk, because the initial pressure is off, you can focus more on him, and shoot him a playful wink and/or wave at him. He's grateful that you're giving him that attention, now he can brag around with hard evidence. :)

They dressed you up in a very flirty little piece, a pair of panties with a black bow on your rear side. When you get to the end of the runway, you turn around and show it off, maybe even playfully shake a little.

You know you'll pay for it back home

You will also pay for flirting with the music guest in the middle of the runway

I mean, you were not flirting, just doing the regular thing of pointing at them and dancing with them for mere seconds. But the music guest really focused on you and your strut. Maybe you did take advantage of the moment to get him all jealous and get some angry sex out of it

He could understand that part of your job. It didn't mean he liked it. He made sure to send some backhanded comments in the after party to make sure the musical guest got the picture. That you were taken.

It was so fucking hot.

He loved loved loved your police woman outfit, offering to pay for it himself so you could take it with you.

He was a fan of your angelic look with the enormous big, white wings. Almost drowning you in feathers but making you look like a real life angel. You were to him at least :)

You take such cute pictures on the pink carpet <3 he's looking like arm candy, an absolute accessory of yours. And he was happy to do it ! It was your night and he couldn't be any happier to be there with you !

Although the paps did catch him while he was staring at your spilling boobs. But could you blame him? That dress was TIGHT.

Hayden also has a photo of one of your VS campaigns in a giant frame in his office <3 you were so ashamed at first but you secretly loved that he paraded you around like that <33333333

you can catch glimpses of it during online interviews

LAST BIT

You are in a talk show, talking about the VSFS 2025, when the interviewer gets all serious and jumps:

"Last question, Y/n... is it true you and Hayden Christensen are engaged?"

You open your mouth in bewilderment, scoffing loudly.

"Where did you hear that?"

"Rumors are all over the place... but is it true?"

"No! Of course not." You squealed, acting offended before cracking a sly smirk. "We are married." And you show off the rock on your left hand.

PEOPLE GO WILD.

AHHHHHHHH- I could do this forever but I need to shut up :) also let me know if you want more nsfw content about this couple :)

Also some of these are stolen from my hockeyplayer!Anakin Skywalker / hockeyplayer!Hayden Christensen private headcanons. :)

Last pic because this is how I imagine this reader and Hayden backstage:

[gladiatorcunt]

I want to be non conned by Anakin ☹️

the first time i saw this ask, i was eating chicken nuggets (safe food moment) and was like "damn me too 😔." (obvious tw non con, choking, canon sw universe ani, delusional and obsessive behavior, forced pregnancy/baby trapping, reader has a pussy, use of the word “wife” in a gender roles way and “pillow princess”)

anakin can do nearly every variation and flavor of non con imo, his canon character allows for a lot of flexibility in that area. there's the soft and sweet gentle non con where he's smoothing his hands up and down your back as his thrusts bury you in the sheets. he's not crying, just a little teary because it feels so good and maybe you'll finally listen to him about how the two of you are meant to be together. that's very aotc anakin coded to me, not that rots!anakin couldn't do it like that in the right circumstances (and how you behave and react to certain situations).

for example in the beginning of aotc, and you're another padawan who's formed an unnatural bond with ani over the years. he's anxious to be knighted and you can tell that his mood is dampening more and more every day. all he says is that he has trouble sleeping, nightmares and obi-wans' karking loud snoring. you giggle and fall for the misdirection, tugging him over to the sparring mat. the next time you meet, you hear more about padmé and their history. he's being assigned to protect her so he can't be your training partner for the time being.

it's noble, of course, it's unbecoming of a jedi to be anything other than happy to see anakin follow the path you always knew he could. he has a light in his eyes you haven't seen in weeks and you attribute that to a person rather than considering the possibility that he's happy because he finally has a purpose. but you're 20 years old, being a (hopefully) future jedi master doesn't grant you any extra wisdom when it comes to love. you don't think much of pulling away, ani is going to have his hands full (of what you refuse to think further on) and you should start sorting out your priorities.

you've just made the biggest mistake of your life. outside the room where the senator is peacefully slumbering away, anakin can't stop overthinking and wondering what he did wrong. why haven't you been answering his messages, he's told you so many times that he could fix your holopad for you. he's so deep in thought that he barely makes it in time to terminate the insects deployed to poison padmé and chase after the assassin. he doesn't know that this time apart has allowed you to have an epiphany, and that you'll be gone by the time he comes back from naboo. perhaps there was more to the galaxy than being a jedi.

he tracks you down after his mother dies, feeling adrift without you and high off the adrenaline of indulging the darker parts of his soul. he wouldn't even have known you were leaving had it not been for a concerned message from obi-wan. you didn't even leave coruscant, you wandered down into the lower levels like you were waiting to die. well you don't get to do that without him, so he pins you down on the sorry excuse for a bed you've bought yourself and tells you that this must be what it feels like to make love. your tears mingle as you kiss slowly and flames lick at his back as you drag your hands down his flesh. he murmurs that it's okay, he can't lose you too and he knows just what to do, plenty of couples in the galaxy settle down young. he'd never abandon you, to leave behind what he has allowed to grow into his skin like an abscess is aberrant to the core of anakin's very being.

your pussy parts like the petals of a flower as he pushes his leaky cock into you, and it's so beautiful with his cum seeping out that he knows the force incarnate is between your thighs. you're still sniffling, and your nipples feel bitten to shreds, and that's alright. marriage day jitters are normal, he can only imagine how much more you'll glow when you have a piece or two of the force's son growing in your womb. he blushes and stammers when he asks you to keep his cum in and not touch yourself while he's gone, excited at the prospect of playing husband and wife until the mission is over and you can have a real wedding.

you tell yourself that you hated what your best friend did to you, but you keep your hand away from your begging cunt and smother yourself with the spare cloak he left behind. in a way, desire pools in your gut at the thought that you have to be forced to come out of your shell. you know anakin has grown up too hungry to hate fighting for his meal, and he has done enough proving himself. the flecks of blood matting the hair at the nape of his neck flashes through your mind as you grind your hips up against nothing. his movements were awkward at the first, but his sheer determination and passion had your brain leaking out of your ears by the end.

you remember feeling his dick twitch when you tensed, and he thought that you would attempt to fight but you only moaned and kept his head tucked away in the crook of your shoulder. the force radiated of embarrassed satisfaction that grew more confident with every squeak and groan. he liked seeing the fight drain out of your eyes more than the idea of you actually following through on it. your soresu never quite matched up to his anyway.

then there's the harder version. you resist more in whatever scenario and you delude yourself into thinking that anakin is the kind of dog that would throw away the bone he's chomping down on when he's bored of it. he manhandles you and tosses you around the room, shoving his cock up to the hilt and snarling at you to know who is doing this to you and love him anyway. your snot slides down the wall and your face is smushed against the peeling paint, blood drips down his length when he pulls out and he actually pouts in disappointment when he misses a few drops as he scoops it up with his fingers and takes them into his mouth. you're dizzy as he chokes you, your head spins when he spanks you while forcing you to ride his face. you will stare down the lightsaber handle of his devotion and push the button without hesitation.

you'd likely end up pregnant and waiting on your jedi husband to fall from one pedestal after the other. but the one reserved for the man of the house is guarded by you and your children, he bends over the gilded railing and kisses the breath out of your lungs. even when that pedestal drips with tar and becomes an ominous throne. this is a story that happened so long ago after all, nothing can be done to alter events that have already come to pass.

BUT ANYWAY, his prosthetic arm would also be a big focus in non con. no matter how hard he's ruining you or beating your body up, there will always be undeniable and inevitable love in it for anakin. punishments involving impact are dulled down and reduced to only his flesh hand. even in the gentler non con situations, he's so careful and aware of where his mechanical arm is at all times and what it's doing. there is no bruise he wants to give you when you did not deserve them, he offers it as a cooling balm of sorts to your heated skin in the aftermath. he likes to watch you lather the metal digits in spit as you suckle while you come down from your forced high, sometimes he swears he can feel the ridges of your tongue slide along the smooth surface.

he's so in love.

even with non con, i actually don't see anakin being all that verbal right after he cums. he'll have to calm down a bit before he can start speaking. but he'll silently nuzzle you and caress the spots on your body you wouldn't really think about, like the side of your sore tit and right on the plush flesh above your left hip bone. very touch you know and if you're able to pick up on it i imagine he would send out calming energy and just pure love into the force. but it's so intense you think you can see the smoke vapors rising up from your skin. visions of the future are shared between you, as well as eventual whispered promises of you being the crown jewel of his new empire. imagine the elaborate nurseries, putting the children to bed and then getting countless orgasms as thanks for being the best wife and parent in the galaxy. but he's sure to remind you that no one would ever love you more than anakin, even your children.

and i don't see him dipping into non con somno much other than the initial tease to your wet cunt and inserting his hard cock into your hole. the slow creep into your room, the creak of your bed as he settles his weight down, the soft woosh of the blanket being pulled off your gorgeous body. he'd want you to wake up and thrash around for a few seconds before giving in to how good he knows he's making you feel. because he knows perfectly well he could send out suggestions into the force that you put you deeply asleep and without chance of ever waking up until he wants you to. but your genuine reactions are so cute, playing with his soulmate is only fun if you can actively participate.

whether that be by crying or humping him desperately or clawing trenches down his back or riding him on the rare occasion your hormones have overpowered your pillow princess tendencies.

also this isn't non con related but in terms of love languages: other than physical touch, i think words of affirmation is a big one for him. actually being verbally reassured and given sweet nothings of his own to tuck away between his robes for him to focus on as he cuts down any threat to your eternal happiness. being told that he is worthy of love and that he's an incredible jedi, i think just being told that you're proud of him and that he hasn't spent years trying to be somebody to someone for nothing. blah blah he internalizes so much that it would help him to be given an opportunity to express those feelings blah etc etc and having you validate him would render his need to be on the council largely useless etc.

(he would unironically kill to be your alpha in an a/b/o setting i fear)

[marinamar4]

i think the most unreal thing about the sequel trilogy isn't anything about rey… it's the fact that ben didn't know his grandfather

and i don't mean the fact that he was vader, but that, having proven the existence of force ghosts, i'm 100% sure that anakin would have done the impossible to keep an eye on his only grandson

(and cry to obi-wan for being so good to leia that he even named his son ben. obi-wan keeps an eye on him too, but less, he's dealt with enough skywalkers in life to continue stressing out in death, even if baby ben doesn't do any crazy maneuvers yet)

(i imagine him flying toys and spaceships over baby ben to make him fall asleep, and when he grows up, teaching him mechanics and how to deal with r2-d2 and c3-po)

(leia wouldn't be too happy about that, but hey, she's a free babysitter and she knows how to deal with a sensitive little one. the force. anyway, if anyone can figure out how to shoot a ghost with a blaster, it’s her)

(luke has played mediator more times than he can count between father and sister)

so when snoke starts whispering to ben, well, the kid doesn’t pay much attention. he’s heard enough stories about the dark side from his grandfather anakin and his grandfather obi-wan to believe him blindly

and then the darth vader reveal happens. and the first thing ben does is not demand answers as to why he wasn’t told sooner, but laugh. because he finds it funny that one of the most feared creatures in history is the same one who disappears when his mother gives him a dirty look, who looks like a scolded puppy when his friend tells him something, who runs away from a green goblin so he doesn't hit him with a cane, and seriously, why doesn't anyone believe ben when he says he's seen darth vader's ghost cry during sad moments in romantic holo-movies?

and when snoke insists that his grandfather would want ben to continue his "legacy" of oppression, ben dismisses him and says "yeah, no. all my grandfather wants is for me to continue flying spaceships and fixing droids. oh, and also, the only thing he agrees with my mother on is that I should get a good girlfriend, marry her, and have lots of babies. for something they both agree on, i'm not going to ignore that!

[cookiescribble]

Sweet Dreams

A/N: happy star wars day everybody! every year the anakin girlie in me comes out when I marathon all the movies. I wrote this about 3 years ago when I was having chronic nightmares and I finally felt like sharing 🫶🏻 - mod angel

Pairing: Anakin Skywalker x Reader

Summary: Anakin knows all too well how bad it feels to wake up alone after a nightmare, so he’s perfectly happy to comfort the one he loves most in their vulnerable moment.

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I woke with a start, my breathing heavy as I escaped the horrible dreamworld that I was quickly forgetting. Tears began to fill my eyes; I didn’t know why I felt so scared from a dream, but suddenly I felt very empty and sad. Anakin wasn’t in bed with me; I probably slept late again and he was up doing something somewhere in the apartment.

I hugged my blanket close to me as I finally got up from our bed. I walked out of the bedroom wearily, needing to find where he was.

I walked into the kitchen and saw him cooking something on the stove, his back to me.

“Ani?” I called meekly, still hugging the blanket to my chest.

He turned around to look at me, immediately growing concerned by the tears in my eyes and the blanket I was clinging to for comfort.

“Hey, sweetheart. What’s wrong?” he asked, quickly striding toward me to hug me close to him. He picked me up off the ground and I wrapped my legs around his waist, the blanket dropping to the floor as I wrapped my arms behind his neck.

“Bad dreams again.” I said meekly, still teary-eyed and sniffly. I nuzzled my face into his neck, already starting to feel a bit calmer just being near him.

He pulled away a little to look at me. He wiped a stray tear coming from my eye. “I’m sorry, sweetie. it’s okay now. Nothing will hurt you; I would never let that happen.”

I nodded, pressing my forehead against his. “I know you wouldn’t,” I responded softly.

He gently ran his fingers through my hair, placing a kiss on my forehead. He hugged me close to him and spoke gently into my ear. “How about this: I’m gonna make you some breakfast, and if you’re still feeling sad after that we can go back to bed and rest for a little bit.” He looked me in the eyes and cradled my face. “Okay?”

I nodded and nuzzled my face into his hand, the feeling of his skin on mine comforting me.

“Okay,” he whispered again. “I have to put you down while I cook, though.” He walked to the counter and set me down gently, stroking my cheek before walking back to the stove. I started to feel sniffly again without being physically attached to him.

He must’ve sensed my mood shift because he bent down to collect the blanket off the floor and handed it to me. He kissed me gently on the lips and took my hands in his. “As soon as I’m done cooking, I promise I’ll keep you in my arms and won’t let you go all day. It’ll just be you and me today, angel”

I nodded, hugging the soft blanket close to me and lightly kicking my feet softly as I watched him cook. The food started to smell really nice, making my stomach growl. He chuckled softly as he started putting the food on a plate. “Not much longer, my love. I promise.”

He finished up and put the food down on the kitchen table. He walked over to me, and I reached my arms up to wrap them around his neck as he picked me up off the counter. He walked back over to the table, placing me on my feet on the floor before sitting in the chair and pulling me onto his lap. He wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed me on the cheek. “I promise you don’t have to leave my arms for the rest of the day.”

I nuzzled into him and put my hands over his at my waist. I turned my head to him to give him a quick kiss before starting to eat the breakfast he made. It was delicious, and it helped me start to feel a little better; being hungry never helps a bad mood.

When we finished eating, I stood up so Anakin could put the plates in the sink. He walked back over to me and picked me up again. He kissed my forehead and asked, “So, what do you want to do now, angel? Do you want to lay in bed for a while?”

I took a second to think. I wasn’t tired enough to go back to sleep, and I’d feel guilty making him stay and do nothing while I slept. But laying in bed with him sounded nice. “Yeah, I’d like that.”

He hooked his arms under my legs that were wrapped around his waist and walked to our bedroom. He placed me gently on the bed before getting in himself, pulling the covers over the both of us.

“I’m not tired enough to go back to sleep,” I started, finding my place in his arms as I lay my head on his chest. “But I’d like to cuddle with you for a little while.”

He rested his head on mine. “That’s perfectly fine with me, princess.”

I blushed at his pet name. I loved when he called me that. I looked up at him and kissed him, slower this time. He ran his fingers through my hair as we kissed, softly and sweetly.

The slow, comforting movements of his hands in my hair started to soothe me, and I could feel just how tired I was after such restless sleep. I pulled away from the kiss, burying my face in the crook of his neck.

He laughed softly, kissing the top of my head. “How about you get some more sleep, hm? I’ll be right here the whole time; I’ll make sure you have sweet dreams this time.”

I just nodded, since I didn’t have the energy to argue with him. I needed to get some rest, and I knew I could now that I was in his arms.

His hands wrapped around my waist, my head moving to lay on his chest. The rhythmic sound of his heartbeat soothed me like a lullaby.

As I was starting to drift off, I heard him whisper softly: “I love you.”

“Love you too… So much…” I mumbled, already half asleep. His sweet words were the last thing I heard before I drifted off, snug in his arms as I finally entered a peaceful sleep.

[anisangeldust]

Office hours (Pt. 2) 𝜗𝜚⋆

Pt 1 here!!

Read Pt 1 for context and warnings! (It’s just smut, all this part is is just smut)

He should’ve been horrified, yet he couldn’t bring himself to feel but an ounce of shame when the object of his greatest desires was standing in front of him. Alone.

Slowly, he watched as you closed the door and locked it, maintaining eyes contact with him the whole time. “Professor Skywalker” you mumbled out, batting your lashes at him while you walked toward his desk.

Anakin was not going to let this golden opportunity slip out of his grasp, he couldn’t let you slither away, not after the sheer amount of time he’s been pinning after you. He took his hand off of his hard cock and gestured you over oath two fingers.

“Do you want this?” He grumbled out, though he knew the answer. A simple nod of your head and he was taking hold of your jaw “then show me baby” he cooed then pushed you on your knees

You eagerly took his leaking cock into your mouth, earning a lewd groan and one of his big, calloused hand on the back of your head; pushing you down as tears pricked in your waterline.

“Yeah? So good f’me, choking on your favorite professor. Isn’t that right? Such a slut for my cock.” He growls through gritted teeth as he pushes your head farther down on his dick. “So fucking good baby girl, so hot on your knees” he groans.

The sounds you’re making as he uses you are lewd, you’re choking on his cock like it’s the first time you’ve ever given someone head, but to be fair, Anakin had a massive cock.

“I’m gonna cum, and—fuck—you’re gonna swallow it all like a good slut. Okay?” He hissed, wiping the tears from your waterline with his thumb.

Allowing you a moment to nod, he ran his big hands through your soft hair and groaned “suck a good girl, so good at sucking cock” he purred out before starting to push your face further down his fat dick.

It wasn’t long before he was tensing his thighs and cumming down your throat, thick ropes of white seed in your mouth. He pulled out and living stroked your jaw “swallow it all baby.. such a good girl, and you know what good girl get? They get rewards. Stand up and bend over my desk baby.” He commanded gently, smacking your ass playfully as he flipped up your skirt and pushed your panties to the side.

“So fucking wet pretty girl, and all form sucking your professors cock, aren’t you so naughty?” He cooed and shoved two fingers into your weeping hole.

“Oh! Professor Skywalker… please..” you begged, clenching around his fingers.

“Please what baby? You what my cock?” He teased and smacked your ass again as you nodded yes “so good f’me” he murmured. You felt him slide his tip up and down your soaking folds before pushing the head into your entrance.

“Fuck!” He hissed “so fucking right” he groaned and slowly pushed in further.

Half of your brain was gone, reduced to mush; the other half was screaming and crying and jumping for joy at the fact that you were bent over your favorite professors desk.

“Call me Anakin baby, or Ani if that’s easier” he mumbled as he pushed his thick cock all the way in your tight hole with a “fuuckkk..”

“Ah! Ani!” Your moan as he slowly thrusts in and out of you, getting a good feel for your tight walls.

“Fuck me baby, can feel you clenching me so good.. so fucking good baby doll” he praised and smacked your ass again, speeding up his movements and pounding into you “yeah? You like that you slut? Taking your professor so good baby, horny little pussy just needing me so bad yeah?” He jeered and used his hand to rub your clit.

The movement had your brain short-circuiting. You didn’t have the power to warn him before you came all over his cock, the only sounds being muffled screams as you bit your arm.

“Oh fuck! Gonna cum inside you, fill you up so good” he groans and throws his head back as his orgasm approaches. His thrusts become sloppy as he fucks himself through his high, a ring of your respective cums forming around the base of his dick.

He pulled out after a few moments and pulled your weak body into his lap. “Feel good baby?” He murmurs.

“Yeah.. s-so good..” you respond as you melt into his touch.

“Good girl, I’ll take care of you, don’t worry about anything okay?”

@snowtargaryen (here you go!)

[catladychronicles]

[awhnature]

♡︎ anidala ♡︎

i won't lose you padmé.

request by @jedivibess

[retailther4py]

went to see the phantom menace in theaters a few weeks ago……

[stargirldotcom]

- the fallen angel

revenge of the sith novel/ the prophecy- taylor swift/ star wars: episode i- the phantom menace/ disenchanted- my chemical romance/ wolf in white van- john darnielle/ star wars: episode iii- revenge of the sith/ sun bleached flies- ethel cain/ star wars: episode iii- revenge of the sith/ the fallen angel- alexandre cabanel/ the prophecy- taylor swift

[bimbo-baggins17]

Ani with oral fixation reader and she just LOVES having his dick in her mouth! Not even to suck him off, it’s just so heavy and warm. So sometimes he’ll lay on the bed and you’re be on your stomach, dick in your mouth, just laying there content with your nose in his pubes!

Oh god someone wrote about this awhile ago and I cannot for the life of me remember who it was!! AHHHHH!!! I think they might have deactivated but I could be wrong (if someone knows what I’m talking about PLEASE link it)

You’d be laying in bed, he’d be watching something or scrolling on his phone and suddenly he feels you tugging on his waistband. “What’re you doing sweetheart?”

“Nothin just bored.” You’d reply before pulling out his still soft cock and just easing it into your mouth anyways.

It would be slow, sometimes just keeping it in your mouth, the only movement from your tongue, not bothering to actually suck him off. The weight of his cock was soothing, mixed with his musky scent

Oh how I love you my sweet angel 😭🫶🏻

[forcemeanakin]

Hayden arriving at the Victoria’s Secret Fashion show like 🥰🥰🥰

[sillyjayne]

shattered

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[blackstar692]

Anakin Skywalker fan art bc he's so tragic and I love him so much :(

working on another piece of him but I'm crazy busy rn so it might be a bit before it's done