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charliedawn · 2 years ago

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Alright alright, I worked up the courage to ask about Star Wars. Can I get a How they would kiss you preference for Star Wars? Aniken and Han Solo and any characters you might want.

Anakin :

The first time you kissed Ani, it was on the return of one of his missions and someone had told you that he had been hurt during said mission. You hadn't wasted a single second before climbing aboard ship before it even reached the ground, praying that Anakin was alright.

You found him in the medical bay, laid down on a bed and your heart missed a beat. You stepped forward to hold his hand and stroked the back of his hand with your thumb.

"Come on, Ani...Wake up. For me. Please."

You then kissed him, unaware of what was going on in Anakin's head—since you weren't force sensitive.

In Anakin's head :

'Play unconscious. Play unconscious. Play unconscious. Don't laugh. Don't freak out. It's not like Y/N is kissing you right now. They're going to be so mad when they discover it was a prank.'

And then, as if the force itself had summoned him, Obi-Wan stepped in and stopped dead in his tracks before eyeing the both of you suspiciously.

"What are you doing ?", he asked before folding his arms over his chest in disapproval. You suddenly took a step back and threw your hands in the air.

"It's...It's not what it looks like !", you tried to defend yourself—but Obi-Wan shook his head before looking straight at Anakin.

"Not you. You. Get up, Anakin.", he told him and you frowned in incomprehension, until Anakin started talking that is.

"Can't, master. I'm playing dead."

Your eyes grew wide and you were seriously debating on whether to be overjoyed by the fact that he was alright, or kill him yourself.

"No, you're playing the idiot. Now, get up.", Obi-Wan said knowingly and Anakin rolled his eyes before finally sitting up.

Obi-Wan sighed before walking away.

"You have five minutes."

The moment he was out, you glared at Anakin who addressed you a cheeky wink before asking.

"Sooo...You were worried, huh ?"

You restrained an eye roll before wrapping your arms around his neck.

"Ani...You are the biggest jerk in all the galaxy. And I'm mad at you. And it doesn't make any sense. But, I still love you."

You then kissed him again and he smiled at your words. He knew he was a fool, but it felt so good to be your fool—he would gladly spent an eternity being yours.

"If that's how you kiss all jerks, I'll gladly be the king of jerks."

You shook your head in disbelief before hitting his chest playfully. You then both burst into laughter and he took your hand before you left the ship to go home.

Anakin is passionate and playful. He'd do anything for a smile. And even when you're mad at him, he'd find a way to make you laugh and indulge into giving him what he wants.

He would have his kiss, no matter what.

Han Solo :

You were one of the Rebel fighters and had met Han Solo when he was trapped on wookie territory. The Rebellion had sent you on a rescue mission and boy, were you skillful with a blaster.

He immediately noticed you and since then, had been unable to stay away.

Finally, he confessed his love for you just as he was on a mission to go stop Darth Vader.

"Hey, Y/N...I might not make it. So...Just wanted to let you know that I love you and try not to cry too hard if I..."

He wanted to reassure you, but he knew that the mission would be dangerous and decided to be honest with you. But, he didn't plan on you—grabbing him by the back of the neck to kiss him before he could utter another word. Not that he was complaining. But, he was actually trying to be a gentleman.

"Make sure you do.", you told him and Han blinked twice before chuckling nervously.

"Yeah...I'll do that."

He then went aboard his ship and you smiled before grabbing Chewbacca's hand before he also went inside after him.

"Bring our Han back in one piece, alright ?"

Chewbacca let out a loud roar in agreement before pulling you into a hug and you smiled—hiding your tears into his fur. You knew the mission would be dangerous, you weren't delusional. But, you were certain Han would be back. He had promised you afterall and Chewbacca seemed to believe the same. You stayed there until the Millennium Falcon was out of sight before returning to your duties.

A few days later :

When they returned, you ran into Han's arms and he gratefully accepted the rain of kisses you had in store for him. He had missed you too. He was so glad he could come back to you and blinked his tears away. He didn't think he would make it, but damn...He was mighty glad he did.

Han is into long and deeply heart-felt kisses. He may seem like the flirtatious and quick kisses type of man. But, he likes knowing someone is waiting for him. Once he has accepted you in his heart, he's not leaving your side and would spend hours kissing you if he could.

Poe Dameron :

Poe had been held captive for so long, it was a shock when he suddenly reappeared and you dropped everything to run and wrap your arms around him. He chuckled and held you even closer while he peppered your face with kisses, trying to stop your tears.

"Ssh...I'm here. I'm here."

You had been so afraid he'd be gone for good this time, your legs gave under you, but Poe kept you steady. He cupped the back of your head and kept you close to him while he thanked his luck star he got another moment with you.

Poe is a pretty passionate guy. He is also often on a ship, flying into danger. So, every moment counts. He wouldn't lose any time and kiss you and embrace you every chance he gets—knowing it might be his last.

Kylo Ren :

"You...wish to kiss me ?", Kylo Ren suddenly stated when you were both alone—reading your mind easily.

You sighed. Of course...

"Is that wrong ?", you asked—completely unashamed. It wasn't like you could hide anything from him. You thought he was a good leader in his good days (an awful one on his bad ones) and didn't see the point in trying to hide it. He seemed almost surprised for a second before answering you.

"Not to my knowledge. The human body has very unpredictable needs and I recall that the act of kissing is one of them...However...", he frowned slightly before adding. "I also recall that the act is to show affection to loved ones. So, why would you wish to partake in such an activity with me ?"

You shrugged.

"Because you are the only one who wouldn't be disgusted by the scars."

He tilted his head quizzically at you before you sighed and removed your helmet—showing him your old battle scars.

"Crenian acid. The Crenians can be quite creative with their torture methods. The acid slipped through my armor and disfigured me for life."

Kylo stayed silent while examining your features with attention. You did have red angry scars almost identical to his...but far numerous and even though he knew better than to judge, you wouldn't be considered pretty in any beauty standards he knew of.

But, he smiled.

Good. Because, he didn't like pretty.

He took a step forward and slowly reached for your chin to raise it in order for your eyes to meet. You eyes were a sight to behold though...Dark and magnetic. He could easily read your mind, but even if he did...There was always something he would miss—something he couldn't quite grasp.

"Do you really want this ?", he asked—even though you had thought about it for a long time and you nodded.

That's all the encouragement he needed.

He crashed his lips onto yours and muffled all sounds you could have made. He swallowed them and took pride in taking you by surprise.

Kylo Ren is possessive and quite violent in his kisses. He's not nice or sweet. But, he can be when he wants to...which is almost never. But sometimes, Ben would resurface and kiss you sweetly when he knows that you can't handle the other one. There'd be a constant battle within him and not only about the force—but about you as well.

Armitage Hux :

"What do you want, soldier ?! Why call me to this floor when there are so many officers that could..?!"

"General Hux...I believe I want to kiss you.", you interrupted him and general Hux' eyes grew wide in shock. You had been close at the academy...But, he never thought...

"What ?"

"I want to kiss you.", you repeated and general Hux's jaw went slack in disbelief for a couple of seconds before he shook his head to regain his composure.

"You want to kiss me so badly, you'd really risk losing your life ?", he finally asked and you replied with a daring smirk—even though you were terrified inside.

"And what if I am ?"

He huffed a mocking laugh before shaking his head again.

"Then, you are insane. You are a stormtrooper. You shouldn't desire anything.", he reasoned and turned around to step away.

"Then, tell me, general...How come I desire you ?", you shot back.

He stopped dead in his tracks and gave you a quizzical side glance. You smiled and reached forward for his hand before wrapping it around your wrist and positioning his thumb above your pulse point. You wanted him to feel it...feel what you've always felt around him.

"How come...general ?", you repeated softly—but with more insistance this time around as he seemed genuinely puzzled. He raised his other hand to wrap his fingers around your throat and feel the pulse there too...As if trying to decipher if you were being serious, or just tricking him into believing someone could ever want him...

"A default in your programming. A mere illusion that you are playing yourself to comfort your lonely nights..."

But, he didn't pull away. Seems like someone did have lonely nights as well...You leaned forward and he didn't stop you. When you lips touched, he let out a small gasp before holding you tightly against him. There was no logical explanation, no possible reasoning, none whatsoever as to why Hux suddenly felt the need to hold you...But, he did.

And, when you were the one who pulled back, you could see the flicker of disappointment in his eyes. But, he quickly got back his composure and stood up straight—a single strand of his red hair out of place the only proof of what you had just done.

"D...Dismissed."

He had trouble uttering the command and you smiled before finally agreeing. You wouldn't tell him how your heart was thrashing in your chest, threatening to jump out of your ribcage. He probably already knew from the moment you kissed, hence the small gasp of surprise.

What you didn't know was how general Hux himself became red in the face the moment you were out and tried to cover it—stabilizing himself by supporting himself on the back of a chair. One more minute and he would have melted right in front of you.

General Hux hides his emotions from sight, it doesn't mean he doesn't have any. He'd give you quick and sweet kisses when no one is looking and give you smiles only you could witness.

Obi-Wan Kenobi :

To be honest, you weren't prepared for the first time you kissed Obi-Wan. He had pulled you from the crowd because he needed a native to escape the many stormtroopers and you had agreed to pretend being his wife/husband for a while—not to raise suspicion. You were an ally to the jedi cause and had tried to help him the best you could.

However, a stormtrooper had eventually cornered you in a dark alley and with no exit. He had asked you for your papers, but Obi-Wan didn't have any. Thankfully, your papers could suffice if you were considered family,but the stormtrooper was suspicious and refused to just drop it. You saw Obi-Wan touch the handle of his lightsaber. But, instead of alerting the others of your presence by killing the stormtrooper—you had another idea and suddenly pulled Obi-Wan by the collar to clash your lips against his.

The stormtrooper wanted to speak, but Obi-Wan raised a finger—as if asking him to wait for a minute while he kissed you back. The stormtrooper coughed and looked away. He really hadn't expected it and you smirked. At least now, he had proof you were together and you wiped your lips with a cheeky wink at the soldier before walking past him.

"That's my wife/husband.", Obi-Wan uttered with a dreamy smile—a slight note of disbelief in his tone before the stormtrooper let out a small snort at his words.

"....Lucky you."

Obi-Wan nodded in agreement before attempting to comb his hair back with his fingers. He then walked past the stormtrooper as well and that was how you succeeded in escaping inspection...and you became Obi-Wan's partner.

It is against the Jedi code to form such romantic attachments, but Obi-Wan was ready to bend the rules for you. You made him want to brave the Jedi council and anyone who would dare say that your love wasn't right.

His kisses would be the symbol of that, genuine, true and open. You wouldn't try to hide your love, no matter what...Because it is pure and beautiful.

Darth Vader :

It was at a time when you thought you could bring back your old Anakin. You had followed Darth Vader in an attempt to make him see reason, but the day he decided to kill the children...that was the day you decided enough was enough.

You stood in his way and gave him an ultimatum.

If he was to hurt them, he would have to step over your cold dead body. You loved him and you knew better than to side with the jedi, but you wouldn't let him kill the kids. It didn't feel right. But, you didn't expect it when he lit his lightsaber and the terrible red hue made the children scream in terror behind you. You stayed put while Darth Vader wondered what he should do with you. Anakin used to be so fond of you, but there was no place for such affection in his heart no longer.

But, you still wanted to try.

You took a step forward and pleaded with tears in your eyes.

"Please, Ani...Don't do this. I love you."

The words he had dreamt of hearing so many times before—mere buzzing in the background of this uncontrollable anger he felt growing inside of him now. You knew words wouldn't be enough, so you raised your hands to gently cup his cheeks and place a tender kiss on his lips. You thought it would be enough, that he would feel your love in this kiss...And, maybe he did.

But, it was far from enough.

"...How dare you ?"

His words cut your breath short as he pushed you away with the force and you landed on the floor, your whole body shaking in pain as he screamed.

"HOW DARE YOU SAY THOSE WORDS NOW ?! YOU LET THEM CAST ME ASIDE ! I WAITED SO LONG FOR YOU TO CONFESS THE SAME LOVE I FELT FOR YOU, AND YOU DO IT NOW ?! AND FOR WHO ?! FOR WHAT ?! NOT FOR ME ! TO SAVE THOSE PITIFUL JEDI !"

He raised his hand towards the children huddled together in a corner and you forced yourself to stand up again and stand in front of them.

"They are only children, Ani...Please..."

He saw the desperation in your gaze, but shook his head.

"It's too late, Y/N. You are too late.", he told you and your eyes widened at the clear accusation in his words. He was holding you as responsible for what he had become than the rest. And when his lightsaber raised in the air, you uttered a loud scream of frustration before drawing out your own lightsaber—your two weapons clashed against each other and showed you each other's faces.

You were scared of what you saw in his eyes, and so did he. His eyes softened for just a second at your tear-strained face and the hatred there. You hated that you loved him, you hated that it was too late and most of all, you hated your own powerlessness as you could only watch the love of your life fall into a pit of darkness without you...You wished your heart couldn't see right from wrong, but it did. And this...this was wrong.

"A—!" You tried to talk again, but he turned his head away. Anakin was dead. You should know that. So, why ? Why do you keep holding on to a memory ? But he took a step back and only glared at the children behind you before sighing in defeat.

"Go. Take the children with you. Before I do something I regret."

His voice was cold and commanding. You held back your tears before walking away. You couldn't stay, not if you wanted the children to survive.

"I'll come back for you.", you whispered.

Another empty promise that you both knew there was no way you could hold. But, he still gave you a weak smile and nodded knowingly before the door closed behind you.

"No. You won't..."

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coimbrabertone · 13 days ago

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Offtopic Offseason #4 - Clone Wars Rewatch Thoughts: Part II.

So, the Clone Wars rewatch.

I'm about halfway through season five now and God the show got an amazing glow-up in the later seasons.

The timeskip in the middle of season three is a big one but I didn't realize that it was actually somewhat staggered - Obi-Wan, Anakin, and Ahsoka get their redesigns in S3E10, but the Clone Troopers don't go to the Phase II armor until season four. We also don't really see many clones in the Mon Calamari episodes or on Naboo, so the Phase II armor doesn't really get focus until the Umbara arc.

From that point onwards season four is amazing. Season four is my favorite of the original run and overall, it's up there with season seven - and that's high praise considering the Siege of Mandalore arc in the series finale is some of my favorite Star Wars content period, not just in Clone Wars, but in general.

It's got Maul, it's got Mandalore, it's got Ahsoka, and it ties directly into Revenge of the Sith. What more could you want?

In fact, just before writing this I saw a clip on twitter of the moment Rex gets Order 66 and the RotS music kicks in and it's just...chef's kiss.

The animation is beautiful, the characters are fully fleshed out and realized at this point, and we get to experience the high drama of Revenge of the Sith from their perspective. It's wonderful.

Tying into Revenge of the Sith, there's also the main thing I wanted to talk about today: the Clone Wars saves Anakin's character.

Already from Attack of the Clones we see a dark, brooding Anakin that's chaffing against Obi-Wan's teachings, that can't control himself around Padme, and the darkness in him is obvious. Sure, the Jedi didn't know exactly what Anakin did to the Tusken Raiders, but we literally see Yoda and Mace Windu feeling the ripples in the Force and instantly knowing it was Anakin.

Then, after that, Anakin tries to derail the hunt for Dooku on Geonosis because of Padme, and Obi-Wan has to literally scream at him to keep him on mission. Obi-Wan literally yells "You'll be expelled from the Jedi Order!" but then we never see the Jedi follow up on this. Sure, Episode III implies that Obi-Wan knew about it and kept quiet, but we never really see a justification as to why.

Episode III tries to make up for this by showing some friendly banter between Obi-Wan and Anakin, particularly while they're rescuing the Chancellor, but it doesn't really land - especially not since we see Anakin get angry at the Council to their faces after the whole master thing. Not to mention his connections to Palpatine, him killing Dooku, and the fact that he's clearly troubled during his meditations with Yoda.

In short, the Anakin we see in the movies is clearly troubled, clearly going down a dark path, and nobody seems to give a shit about it. They just let this problem keep steamrolling until it's at the Jedi Temple committing Order 66.

Now, this is not a ridicule against Hayden Christensen, because he's doing what he's told to do. In fact, I'd say that Hayden Christensen plays Anakin's dark moments better than Matt Lanter does in Clone Wars.

What Matt Lanter does, however, is show Anakin's redeeming characteristics.

Clone Wars has the time to go out and show that Anakin has a charming side, a funny side, that he cares about his friends, and that he's an immense asset for the Republic war effort. We see enough moments between Anakin and Obi-Wan that it becomes clear why his master would give him the benefit of the doubt, and there are even a few reasons why Yoda and Mace Windu would give him a bit of a leash.

And, as many people have pointed out before, the whole drama with how Ahsoka left the Jedi Order just as she was about to become a Knight means that Anakin did fully train a Padawan. He did all the work to be considered a Master, but because of the Council's actions during the Sabotage arc, he's screwed out of the rank. This means it is an outrage, it is unfair.

Anakin's not being a petulant child, he's getting cheated out of a rank because the Council doesn't trust him.

There's also the fact that a lot of Anakin's dark moments in Clone Wars, particularly early on, are because he's trying to save his friends. He Force Chokes Poggle the Lesser to save Ahsoka from the brain worms, he strikes first and brands himself a cold-blooded killer because Tal Merrik is threatening to blow up the ship, and in the Mortis arc, Anakin turns to the Dark Side now in a misguided attempt to stop the greater evil of him becoming Darth Vader.

The show establishes early on with the Lair of Grievous episode that the war is driving the Jedi closer and closer to the Dark Side, and that includes Anakin. The war gives him convenient excuses for going for the dark option over and over again.

Then we get the Zygerrian slavers arc and the Obi-Wan undercover arc back to back.

We see Obi-Wan and Ahsoka get uncomfortable with Anakin's actions during the slavers arc, but he's given the benefit of the doubt because one: Obi-Wan knows his freudian excuse, and two: the slavers are objectively terrible.

Then just after Anakin gets dragged through that stressful situation, he's thrown into another one as the Council fakes Obi-Wan's death and sends him undercover, all without telling Anakin. When he does find out, Obi-Wan fails to address Anakin's real concerns. This sets up for Episode III perfectly because it erodes Anakin's trust in the Council, makes Obi-Wan part of that mistrust, and drives Anakin closer to Palpatine.

Palpatine, who is clearly taking an interest in Anakin's duel with Count Dooku.

Stuff like this gives Anakin a slower, more believable fall to the Dark Side.

Now consider the fact that the Clovis episodes of season six were originally meant to be early in season five before getting temporarily canned. This means that not long after Zygerria and the undercover plot, we'd get an arc focusing on Anakin's increasingly toxic and possessive side with Padme.

Hitting the dark notes one by one...and then the Sabotage arc serves to take Anakin's Padawan away.

He's losing his trust in Obi-Wan, he doesn't trust the Council at all after they were ready to blame the bombing on Ahsoka, and his relationship with Padme is taking an unhealthy turn - and on top of all that, Anakin just lost a positive influence in his life. Ahsoka isn't there to keep him responsible and to provide a check on his actions.

Anakin's alone, but Palpatine's there, whispering the Dark Side into his ears.

Then, as we go into the events of Episode III, a returning Ahsoka is sent to Mandalore to fight Maul along with Rex, while Obi-Wan is sent to Utapau to finish off Grievous. Once again, Anakin's positive influences are kept away while Anakin is stuck on Coruscant. The Council wants him to spy on Palpatine, he doesn't want to, and he immediately blows the scheme to Palpatine.

That's when Palpatine makes his move.

Anakin pushes away for a moment and goes to Mace, but Mace tells him to stay at the temple.

Anakin can't, he goes there, and he cuts Windu's arm off - the point of no return.

Clone Wars is there to recontextualize Anakin's actions, flesh them out a bit more, and make his fall to the Dark Side more believable. That's the biggest service it does to any character in the franchise, and it makes Star Wars as a whole stronger.

So yeah, the show is good.

I think I covered most of the stuff that happens later on in the show in this one, but I'm still watching so maybe I'll do a part three next week if something stands out. That being said, the Rolex 24 is this weekend and that means the offseason is coming to an end, so perhaps it's about time for this blog to get motorsport-y again. We'll have to see though.

All I can promise is that next week, I'll write about whatever's on my mind. If that's Clone Wars, then it's Clone Wars, if it's race cars, then it's race cars, if it's some other third thing, then it's some other third thing.

So...tune in next week to find out!

#star wars #clone wars #the clone wars #star wars: the clone wars

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sky-kenobye · 19 hours ago

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Okay i can't figure out which fic to write for the @downwithlovesw event so I'm making a poll (but as alway I reserve myself the right to not follow the results lol)

(They're all obikin, all happy endings (by my standards) and all likely to end up with at least one (if not both) of them being aromantic)

(And none of them are super well defined in my head yet 😬)

Option 1:

Divorced 5+1. Obikin dated, got married, realised that marriage didn't suit them and got divorced. That certainly didn't end their friendship though. This is 5 times obikin are mistaken for a married couple and 1 time they are rightfully recognised as a divorced one

Option 2:

Friends to lovers to friends. Obi-Wan and Anakin have been friends for years, and after many years of flirting (at least according to their friends) they got together. Things were... fine. Mostly the same as before but sometimes a bit awkward. They both feel that the relationship puts pressure on them to be people they aren't, to hide flaws that you 'shouldn't' let your partner see but that they never hid from each other before, etc. They break up while worrying that they're ruining their friendship but are actually both super relieved, and decide to stay roommates anyway. (Bafflement ensues all around them but they're both happier than ever)

Option 3:

First date fail. Obi-Wan and Anakin are both peer pressured by their friends into a blind date with each other. Neither of them wants to be there but promised to at least try. The date absolutely sucks. They end up best friends instead! (They're most likely both aro in this one, hence the major reluctance at going on a date)

Option 4:

This post of mine. Let's call it the queer bar mishap. Newly out/questioning Anakin going to a gay bar to try to kiss a guy for the first time, ends up making out with butch lesbian obi-wan thinking she's a guy, while she thinks he's a girl (like that post, you know the one). Ends up either in a friendship or a qpr.

(Please note that this one may be the most likely to see the light of day even if I don't write it for the event)

#there's only two weeks left help #i want to write all four of them :((#also if you're inspired by one of my ideas feel free to grab it and run with it I'd be delighted to see someone else's take on them!

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rose-sophia-isabella-rogers · 3 months ago

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Written in the Stars: Chapter V - You and Him

Chapter Summary: You and Anakin try to make your relationship work. You find a way to be closer to him and you're both the happiest you ever have been. But all good things come to an end. You're separated again. And then, you're kidnapped once again. Will Anakin find you in time? And how will that change your relationship?

Pairing: Anakin Skywalker/Reader

Characters: Anakin Skywalker, Reader, C-3PO, Padmé Amidala, Ahsoka Tano, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Yoda, Mace Windu, Fives, Rex, Jesse, R2-D2

Word Count: 9219

A/N: Inspired by prompt: https://pl.pinterest.com/pin/207306389090692116/ This chapter contains smut. If you don't like this or are underage, you can skip this scene. It starts with: "You take his hand and start walking backwards." and ends with: "When he's done, he falls on you, both of you breathing heavily.". The gif is not mine. Enjoy!

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Anakin leaves the Jedi Temple with relief. He's been waiting forever for the meeting to end. But now he can fulfill your request. And you've asked him to go to an address you've sent him. A person in the apartment is to fill him in. He's intrigued by this request. He hopes it's nothing serious.

The address turns out to be an apartment on a luxurious street. He gets inside the building without a problem and hurries through the corridor. He's almost at the proper door when he sees two familiar faces that cause him to stop dead in his tracks with wide eyes – Lanash and you.

'Fancy meeting you here, General Skywalker,' your maid says with a teasing smile. He barely registers it, though, focused completely on your eyes shining with happiness.

'I could say the same,' he says and chuckles. 'That… is quite a surprise.'

'Good, that was the plan,' you laugh. You can't take your eyes from him either. Lanash rolls hers.

'How about we take it inside?' she suggests and ushers you two into a very grand suite. 'I'll be back later with something to eat for you two.'

The moment she closes the door, Anakin cups your face and kisses you like a starved man. You gasp and quickly respond with the same passion.

'I missed you,' he murmurs and joins your lips again. 'So much.'

'Me too,' you whisper and tangle your hands in his hair. He groans and pulls you closer to himself. Only after a few minutes you pull away for breath.

'You have no idea how happy I am that you're here,' he says, caressing your cheek, and you grin. 'But… why are you here?'

'Senator Berugha has stepped down from his position,' you explain, your good mood disappearing. Skywalker frowns.

'I heard some rumors but I thought they are just that,' he says. You shake your head and lead him to sit on the couch.

'Unfortunately, they're not,' you deny and look to the side, falling silent for a moment. 'His wife is ill. The doctors fear the worst.'

'I'm so sorry,' the Jedi says, stunned. You nod.

'He wants to be by her side until she gets better or… until the end,' you go on. 'He has resigned from his position officially. But my father hasn't accepted it yet.'

'Why not?' Anakin asks.

'Oh, you know,' you say with fake nonchalance. 'He has just so many documents to sign, it simply has to wait. And since he has a tremendous number of free days to take, he's on vacation now. But that means we don't have a representative in the Senate. We can't pick one until my father actually signs the note.'

'Why is he doing that?' Skywalker asks, confused.

'Because my father is an optimist. He believes Lady Berugha will get better. And her husband is the best senator we've had in many years. Picking another one will also take some time. And there's no guarantee he won't get quickly corrupted.'

'But now you have no one in the Senate, like you said.'

'That's why I'm here. According to our laws, until the senator returns from his vacation or a temporary one is appointed in his stead, a member of the royal family can take his place in the Senate, representing our planet and business there.'

Anakin stares at you, stunned. You beam at him.

'But… but you hate the Senate,' he reminds you. You sigh.

'Trust me, I'm not happy I'll have to deal with it,' you say and groan. 'I imagine a lot of headaches in my future. And yes, my family was surprised as well when I volunteered for it. Judging by my father's face when he was telling us about his idea, he was ready to beg me to agree to take on this role.'

'You volunteered?' Skywalker asks, his eyes wide. 'But why?'

You smile and cup his cheek. He leans into your touch.

'Because you're on Coruscant more often than on Luth,' you answer and he freezes. 'That's the real reason. I told my parents that I agree with father's opinion about Senator Berugha and I'll somehow manage to navigate the senators and the Chancellor, just so he could come back.'

'I love you,' Anakin says and leans in for another kiss. You giggle and quickly respond.

'Does that mean that I can come here anytime when I'm free and want to see you?' he asks, grinning.

'Well, unless I'm in the Senate,' you answer and think. 'But you are allowed to barge in and demand my presence, saying there's an emergency. I'll gladly be rescued from these meetings.'

He laughs and shakes his head. He pulls you in for another kiss.

'You have no idea how happy this makes me,' he says. You grin.

'Yeah?' you ask and he nods. 'I had some second thoughts on this. I mean, it's going to be harder to hide our relationship here. And… I wasn't sure if you'd like that I did that. Without consulting you first. But I just wanted to surprise you so much…'

'I love it,' he assures you and silences more of doubts with yet another kiss. When Lanash comes in half an hour later, she finds you cuddling on the couch. You move away at once, tense. She shakes her head.

'You're lucky I'm on your side,' she says. 'You don't hear anyone approaching you. I'm going to be your lookout along with C-3PO and R2-D2.'

'Artoo is on it, too?' you ask, surprised.

'Not yet, but while Threepio promised not to tell anyone, I'm sure he won't be able to be quiet to his best friend,' your maid explains, shrugging. 'But it's fine. He's been shipping you two as well.'

'Shipping…' you start, stunned.

'… us?' Anakin asks, equally stunned.

'If you ask me, I'm sure the Clones are shipping you, too,' Lanash says and winks at you. 'All right, enjoy your meal. I'll warn you if someone comes.'

She turns on her heel and walks away, humming. You and Skywalker look at each other and burst out laughing.

'Sometimes I wonder if she's truly your maid,' he says, shaking your head. 'She's terribly cheeky.'

'Oh, she's a wonderful maid, I wouldn't trade her for a world. 'But yes, she is. That's why we're so close. We've been together since we were kids.'

'She was already your maid, then?' he asks, frowning. You shake your head.

'Her mother was my governess,' you explain. 'Lanash was coming with her, as her father is dead and… neither grandparent approved of that marriage. She was too little to stay at home alone and my parents had no issue with her studying with me.'

'Your parents are really amazing people,' he says quietly. You smile and squeeze his hand.

'Your mother is wonderful as well,' you say and hesitate. 'I was thinking… If you ever want her to come here and visit… just let me know. I'll arrange it.'

In response, Anakin takes your lips with his. You melt into the kiss.

'Mistress Padmé!' C-3PO's voice startles you both. 'What a nice surprise!'

You and Skywalker quickly move to the opposite sides of the couch. You try to make yourself look presentable, as you hear Amidala's voice getting closer.

The door opens slowly to reveal C-3PO. Seeing you two are not going to compromise yourself, he opens it wider and allows smiling senator from Naboo to come in. Her face quickly turns to the look of surprise once she notices who's with you.

'Anakin- I mean, General Skywalker, I didn't expect to meet you here,' she says and forces a smile again. It puzzles you but you smile yourself.

'Looks like news travel fast,' you chuckle. 'I see you also heard about my arrival. And in good moment. Just in time for dinner. Threepio, bring a plate for the Senator as well.'

'Yes, the Senate is already gossiping about it,' your friend says and slowly joins you. 'I came as soon as I heard it. How… did you find out about it, General?'

'I had some business in the area, Senator,' Anakin lies. 'I heard someone talking about arrival of a princess of Luth. I got the details and here I am.'

'We're all friends here, so why are you so formal with each other?' you ask, blinking. Your friends look at each other and then attempt to relax. But fail. It's odd. You will have to dig details about it from Skywalker. Padmé will insist everything is fine.

'So, tell me,' you say, turning to Amidala. 'What can I expect when I enter the Senate tomorrow?'

'Lots of arguing,' your friend sighs. 'The new bill is causing quite an uproar.'

The more she talks, the more your face falls. But whenever you're very grim, you glance at the Jedi. Seeing his discreet smile, raises your spirits at once. Yes. It was a good call to come here. If only to see that smile.

Anakin is still surprised how easily he can get to your suite. No one pays him any attention. And there aren't any rumors. And he's pretty sure he's coming here way too often. For other people's liking. In his opinion not often enough.

'Why, hello there, General Skywalker,' Lanash says after she opens the for him. 'Princess [Y/N] is very grateful you've agreed to come and meet her.'

'I'm happy to assist the Princess with any problem she may have,' the Jedi says seriously. Your maid invites him in and closes the door behind him. She points him to your office.

'I'll bring you two some refreshments later,' she promises and disappears. He quickly hurries to your room. He finds you sitting behind a desk, writing something furiously. He smirks and sneaks out behind you. He feels you jumping when he starts giving you a massage.

'So, for whom is this angry message?' he asks. You smile hearing his voice.

'Anakin,' you say and turn your head to look at him. 'You scared me.'

'You don't mind,' he says cheekily. You laugh.

'Not at all,' you admit, shaking your head, and sigh. 'And answering your question, Chancellor Palpatine is going to receive this.'

He tenses. Chancellor is his friends and your clear resentment for him makes him feel uneasy. He'd love for both of you two get along.

'Let's not talk about it,' you say, knowing it makes him feel uncomfortable.

'No, tell me,' he insists. 'Maybe it's something I can help you with.'

'I don't think so, but thank you,' you say and sigh again. 'He keeps treating me so condescendingly. I can see it in his smile and eyes. He doesn't take me seriously. Every solution to some problem I have, he shuts it down without even considering it. I don't know if it's because I'm a princess or… I don't know. I'm just so tired.'

'Well, I have an idea what can help you take your mind off it and relax,' Skywalker says after a moment. He lets go of your shoulders and turns your chair so you'd face him. You can't even open your mouth to ask a question when his lips are on yours.

'Is it working?' he asks after a moment.

'Yes, so don't stop,' you answer. He chuckles and kisses you again, this time longer. At some point you stand up and he starts walking backward. But before his back can hit the wall, he turns, so you it's your back against the wall instead.

'Tell me what you want,' he whispers.

'I want your lips on my neck,' you murmur. 'And what do you want?'

'Your hands in my hair,' he answers and starts kissing your neck. You sigh and oblige to his request. He groans and becomes rougher.

'Anakin… ah! Oh…' you gasp, your eyes wide. You tug on his hair and his hips buckle against yours.

'I missed you,' he murmurs, gently caressing your hips. 'So much. Every minute without you is torture. I… I need-'

He is interrupted by his communicator going off. You both freeze. He sighs and very reluctantly lets you go. He walks away to answer the call. You hear Obi-Wan's voice.

A moment later Skywalker returns. He looks at you with anguish. Your shoulders slump.

'I have a mission,' he declares. You smile sadly at him and nod. Just at that moment Lanash peeks in. She freezes seeing your expressions.

'I was expecting more kissing, you know,' she says but frowns when none of you responds. 'What happened?'

'I have new orders,' Anakin answers. 'I'm afraid I won't be able to drink that refreshment.'

'Don't worry, it won't go to waste,' she informs him and looks at him with worry. 'Be careful out there, General.'

'I will,' he promises and glances at you. 'And you look after her.'

'Oh, no doubt about that,' she swears. 'I'll leave you alone.'

She walks out of the room. Skywalker turns to you, looking at you with despair. You put your arms around him and you hug.

'Always remember, my heart holds you when my arms cannot,' you say softly. He smiles and presses a kiss to your temple.

'I love you,' he says. 'I'll carry you with my heart wherever I go.'

You smile and this time you're the one to initiate the kiss. You pull away reluctantly.

'Please, be careful,' you beg. 'I can't live without you.'

'I promise I will,' he swears and kisses your knuckles. 'I'll call tonight.'

You nod. He lets you go and turns to leave.

'Anakin!' you call and he looks over his shoulder at you. 'I love you, too. May the Force be with you.'

He smiles at you and nods. A moment later he's gone. When C-3PO comes a moment later with your drink, he finds you sitting by your desk, your face in your hands.

Not long later you're standing on your balcony. You look at the sky and thanks to that you see the moment Skywalker's cruiser goes up. You look at it, sending a prayer to your gods.

On the cruiser, Anakin is standing by a window. He's checked from which side the part of city you're in and tries to find your apartment. He thinks he sees a lonely figure on the balcony. He smiles. His heart tells you that it is you.

'May the Force be with you,' he whispers.

'Did you say something, Master?' Ahsoka asks, walking to him. He shakes his head and walks away from the window.

'Nothing, Snips,' he denies. 'Nothing at all.'

Weeks pass before he returns. He's anxious when they land. They have to make sure everything is fine, give orders about the ship, then go to the Temple, give report to the Council… it will be ages before he's going to see you.

But to his surprise, when he gets off the ship, there you are, standing together with Padmé, Obi-Wan and Master Yoda. You're barely able to stop the grin and the look of love. And he barely resists running to you and taking you in his arms.

'That's quite a welcome comity,' Ahsoka jokes.

'Well, it was quite impressive what you pulled off,' Kenobi says with a smile.

'Are you all right?' Amidala asks, worried.

'There were serious casualties,' Anakin reports grimly. 'But we're not worse for the wear.'

'Impressed with how you dealt with the crisis, the Council is,' Yoda surprises him. 'Proud you can be, Skywalker.'

'Thank you, Master Yoda,' your beloved says, touched. You beam at him, happy he gets the recognition he deserves.

'Oh, you should have seen him out there!' Tano says, excited. 'I've never seen him fight like that. And the way he gave orders…'

She gives you a full reconstruction of the events. Her master is actually embarrassed. He doesn't feel like he did something amazing. Nor something more than usual. But maybe he didn't just realize that. He remembers, though, what was on his mind during that battle. That he must give his best and return to Coruscant. To you.

He looks at you and sees your eyes are already on him. You share a secret smile.

'Anakin, give orders of the repairs,' Obi-Wan says, breaking the spell. 'Then we will drive to the Temple.'

'With us to come, would you like?' Yoda asks you and Padmé, as Skywalker walks to give orders. He strains to hear the answers.

'Yes, I'd like to hear more about the battle,' the Senator answers.

'I'm afraid I have a meeting soon,' you respond to your beloved's dismay. 'I just wanted to welcome our heroes home. Anakin, do come by when you have the time. Maybe I'll get to hear your perspective on the matter. You've been unusually quiet.'

'I just don't think there's anything to brag about,' he says, happy with your suggestion, turning to face you. You smirk.

'Liar,' you say and look at your companions to say your goodbye. Skywalker walks away with a spring in his step, glad he gets to see you later, privately.

He gets there in the end later than he wanted. He knocks on the door and C-3PO lets him in. He finds you in your bedroom, wearing your nightgown already. You're sitting on your bed and reading a book.

'Forgive me, my star,' he says and falls on his knees before you. He presses his head to your stomach and sighs with content. You caress his hair gently.

'It's all right,' you assure him. 'Did the meeting with Council dragged out?'

'No,' he answers after a moment, a bit tense. You frown.

'What happened?' you ask but he doesn't respond. 'Anakin, tell me. Please. You're worrying me.'

'I was with Padmé,' he finally admits reluctantly. Your hand freezes.

'Oh,' it's all you manage to say. 'Well, she did wait for you after the meeting of the Council. But why didn't you-'

He pulls away suddenly, causing you to cut yourself off. He looks at you with guilt. Your heart starts beating faster a beat.

'When we… weren't talking to each other,' he starts slowly, 'there was this time where Padmé was in danger. I was rescuing her. We got into a situation and we… we thought we're not going to make it. She… confessed she has feelings for me… and then we kissed.'

'Oh,' you say again. You look away, not sure what to feel. You're jealous. But you weren't together then. You have no right to be.

'After it was over and the emotions cooled down, I talked with her,' he continues. 'I told her that we can't be together. Jedi Code, blah blah blah… That this kiss was a spur of the moment. And that I… I'm not sure about my feelings for her. That I thought there's something but I changed since that time. She accepted it, of course, but… it's been awkward ever since between us two.'

'Like that time when she showed up when I arrived here,' you remember. He nods.

'She… tried to fix things today,' he explains. 'I hated things being like they were, so I agreed for a talk and a walk. Things are better now, but… I think she still has feelings for me. And hopes I can have for her. If she tries to persuade me again, I'll be clear on my feelings. For her! Not you. She can't know, I know. I just-'

You silence him with a kiss. He sighs and puts his hands on your waist. Just like that his worries melt away. You're truly magical.

'I trust you,' you say after pulling away. 'Always remember that.'

He smiles at you. You sigh and caress his hair again.

'You're taking it much better than I would,' he confesses. 'If I knew someone wants you, I… I wanted to kill that prince for trying to have you. The way he spoke that day… I almost…'

You cup his face. You peck his nose, surprising him.

'I am jealous,' you admit. 'I want to march to Padmé and inform her you're taken. And… maybe… hit her… with something heavy… But that's wrong. Like killing. So, I focus on something else. Like the knowledge you're mine and she can't take you away from me. And no one can take me from you.'

He smiles and stands up, pulling you up with him. He pulls you close and kisses you deep. You sigh and respond.

'Stay with me tonight?' you ask and become nervous. 'No, forget I said that. I didn't mean-'

'Shh…' he silences you with a finger on your lips and chuckles. 'I know. It's too soon. But I want to hold you in my arms all night.'

You smile at him. He goes to take a shower. He's very surprised to find his sleeping robes waiting for him. Turns out, R2-D2, now aware of your relationship, figured out his master is going to stay the night and sneaked into the Temple, gathers some of Anakin's things and passed them to C-3PO. You're blushing terribly when explaining that to him.

'Are we really that obvious?' he asks, shaking his head.

'Not too terribly, otherwise Astrariel would be teasing me about it,' you sigh. 'And I'm pretty sure other Jedi would have something to say.'

'Yeah, that's true,' he murmurs and climbs next to you under the covers. He pulls you to himself. In a moment you feel safe. You close your eyes and sigh, putting your hands on his chest.

'Sleep, my star,' he says, kissing the top of your head. 'I'll be here when you wake up.'

'I'm really happy with that,' you whisper and kiss his chest. 'Goodnight, my love.'

'Goodnight,' he says, 'my universe…'

For the next months, Anakin comes off and back to Coruscant. The returns are always welcomed more, because he can rush to your apartment and have you in his arms again. You love those moments as well, immediately smiling when he walks in. Then, you spend every moment you can together. But all that's good must end eventually.

One day Anakin finds you on the balcony. You're sitting by a small table, drinking tea and staring at the setting sun over the city. Something's troubling you, he can sense it.

'My star?' he asks. You jerk, startled. You look at him and smile.

'Anakin,' you say and extend your hand to him. 'Come.'

He takes your hand and allows you to pull him to you. He sits on a chair opposite to you. He drinks your figure with his eyes. As usual, you look lavishing in your dress, and your posture, so elegant and refined, invites him to kiss you senseless. But the look on your face stops him.

'I have good news and bad news,' you say after a moment of silence.

'I want to hear-' he starts but you put a finger on his lips. He frowns.

'You don't get to choose,' you inform him. 'There's an order, otherwise it won't make sense. So, the good news first. Senator Benthura's wife is getting better. The doctors are sure she's going to make a full recovery.'

'That's great!' Skywalker says, beaming, but then his face falls. 'But that means…'

'That's the bad news,' you say, giving him a sad look. 'He's coming back within a week. I may stay a few days longer to bring him up to speed but after that… I must return to Luth.'

Your beloved looks at you with anguish. He's got used to this. Seeing you when he's here. It's not that often with the Clone Wars demanding his presence, but it was still more often than when you are on a planet he visits once in a while.

'I know I can't keep you here,' he says. 'But it breaks my heart.'

'I feel the same,' you say, reaching for his hand with a pained expression. 'I'm so relieved Hestia is going to be all right, I really am. But it's going to be a torture to seeing you less often. But we… I'm sure we can think of something. And we're going to call each other every night, like we already do when you're away.'

He nods but doesn't look convinced. It hurts you to see him like that. You stand up and sit on his lap. He looks at you with surprise. You lean down and cup his face. You join your lips and he melts into it gladly. You know you're playing a dangerous game. But every kiss with him is worth every consequence.

A few days later it's time for you to leave. You pulled it off for as long as you could, waiting for Anakin to come back from another mission. You spend the afternoon with him, trying not to think about tomorrow.

'Come to my apartments tonight,' you whisper when you're saying goodbye for the evening. He looks at you with surprise but agrees. He's strangely nervous when he knocks on your door a few hours later. Lanash lets him in and he enters your living room.

'You made it,' you say with a smile. He doesn't answer. He stares at your nightgown that is anything but modest. He sees your curves perfectly. He loves it. But he wants to so much to tear it off you.

'Lanash has prepared you a bath,' you say. He goes to the bathroom, his thoughts running. When he leaves the bathtub, you're not where he left you.

'[Y/N]?' he calls.

'In here,' he hears your voice from the bedroom. He gulps and enters it. He stands frozen. The room is lit with candles and you're standing by the window. You turn your head and he can't look away from your eyes.

'I'm going home tomorrow,' you say, slowly walking to him. 'I don't know when we're going to see each other again. I want to become one with you before that happens.'

'[Y/N]…' he says, stunned. 'I don't… We don't have to…'

'Do you want this?' you ask, stopping in front of him. He stares into your eyes, his heart beating like crazy. He gulps.

'Yes,' he whispers. 'I want it so much. But I can't… It's a serious decision and you-'

'I love you,' you interrupt him. 'With my whole body. I want to show you how much. I want to be fully yours and you to be fully mine. I'm ready. I want this. I want us to take this next step. But only if you want the same.'

He answers you by pulling you to himself by your hips harshly and pressing his lips to yours hard. You sigh and respond, putting your hands around his neck. The kiss is hungry, needy, passionate. He knows you two won't be able to stop now.

'Lanash-' he stars.

'Won't come until I call her,' you interrupt him. 'And she is not to let anyone in under any circumstances. Relax. Take me and let me take you.'

'I'm yours,' he whispers, staring at you, transfixed. You take his hand and start walking backwards. You stop when you hit the bed. You let go of Anakin and take off his sleeping robes. Then, you guide his hands to your nightgown. He slowly takes it off and stares at your naked body while you admire his.

'You're beautiful,' he whispers in awe. You chuckle, embarrassed, and touch his chest.

'And you're mesmerizing,' you say and kiss his jaw. 'Come on…'

You climb on the bed and lay down. Slowly, he climbs on top of you. You stare at each other for a moment, nervous and excited. Then, he starts kissing and caressing your body. You gasp and tangle your hands in his hair. You tug and he groans. He goes lower and starts sucking on your nipple. You moan.

'Anakin…' you whisper and start touching his body. You touch each other's body and exchange kisses. At one point he goes down and starts pleasuring your womanhood with his fingers and mouth, while you gently stroke his member. You're both moaning and panting.

Finally, he pulls away. He stares at you with eyes dark with lust. You give him the same look.

'Are you sure?' he asks. You spread your legs.

'Yes,' you declare. He slowly enters you, careful so not to hurt you. You whimper when he pierces your little barrier but after a moment you give him a green light. He starts moving in you, kissing you, gently touching your breasts.

'[Y/N]…' he groans. 'My [Y/N]…'

'Yours…' you pant. 'Only yours. Forever. Please. More.'

He goes faster and harder, but still minding your limits. But the moans you make for him show him you love this. It spurs him on. He wants to please you. To give you pleasure. The same amount you're giving him and you're giving him a lot.

'Are you close?' he asks some time later, his voice strained.

'Yes… you?' you ask. He nods and kisses you hard. He rubs your rosebud and you cry out. You press him closer to you. He groans and goes faster.

'Anakin!' you shout when your reach your peak, your body shaking. Feeling you clenching around him causes him to finish as well.

'[Y/N]!' he cries out, spilling inside you. When he's done, he falls on you, both of you breathing heavily.

'So worth… breaking… the Code,' he pants a moment later. You laugh. He lifts his head and sees your beautiful smile and eyes shining. He falls in love with you all over again.

'Let's just hope no one finds out anyway,' you say.

'Yeah, better not,' he agrees and gently pulls out of you. You shiver, feeling empty and incomplete. Judging by his grimace, he feels the same. He sighs heavily and collapses next to you.

'I'm not sure that was a good idea,' he says, opening his arms for you. You immediately turn and snuggle into him.

'How so?' you ask, worried. He looks at you with love.

'Now I'll just miss you more,' he explains. You smack him on the chest for scaring you like that. He laughs and kisses the top of your head.

'It was amazing,' he says. 'Every second of it. Thank you.'

'I agree,' you whisper and look up at him. 'And thank you as well.'

He can't resist. He leans down and kisses you. You sigh and respond. A long moment passes before you pull away. You stifle back a yawn.

'Sleep,' he says. 'You must be tired after such day.'

'Just a moment longer,' you say, shaking your head. 'I want to have as much time with you as I can. Tomorrow, I leave and… who knows when we'll see each other in person again.'

'I'll do everything I can for it to be soon, my star,' he promises and squeezes your hand. 'I swear. But now you must rest.'

You want to protest more. But in the end, the sleep takes you and your breathing evens out. Anakin stares at you for a moment longer with a soft smile, before he's asleep as well.

Next day, you're saying your goodbyes. You hug Ahsoka and Padmé for a long time, a few Clones as well. Obi-Wan and Jar Jar get a hug. But the last one is the most painful.

'Call me as soon as you land,' Skywalker murmurs into your ear, not wanting to let go of you.

'I will,' you promise and reluctantly pull away. You share one last sad smile and you turn to leave. You bow your head respectfully to Masters Yoda and Windu, who have come to see you off as well. They nod back and you pray they don't feel what you share with your beloved.

'Your Highness,' your personal guard, Clint Hawk, calls. You follow C-3PO and Lanash onto your ship. Onboard, you turn your head and meet Anakin's eyes. You see an anguish in them and you're sure he can see it in yours as well. From the window, you watch him until he's just a little dot. And just like that you're separated again.

One day, Yoda and Mace Windu are strolling through the Temple, discussing their next move in the Clone Wars. Suddenly, they see someone hurrying their way. They're surprised to see it is the King of Luth. When he's closer, they're even more stunned to see his clothes are wrinkled and hair in disarray.

'Your Majesty, unexpected, your visit is,' the Grand Master say. 'But a welcome one. What here brings you, hm?'

'I'm afraid I once again must ask Jedi for help, Master Yoda,' Andrrei says, stopping.

'We promise to do everything we can,' Windu says. 'What ails you, our friend?'

'The Separatists… they have taken my daughter,' the King says, looking at them with despair. The Jedi give him a shocked look.

'In private discuss it, we will,' Yoda decides and the three men go to one of the rooms. They sit on cushions and Andrrei starts his story:

'A week or so ago, my daughters went for a ride and picnic. But the dusk came and they didn't return. I took some men and we followed their trail. We found the horses tied to a tree. Not far was a picnic blanket. There was a mess on it. Like… there was some kind of fight. We started an investigation at once. But no one saw anything and my daughters weren't back.'

'You said one of your daughters was taken,' Windu reminds him.

'That's because a few days later one of the guards have brought Astrariel to the palace,' the King explains. 'She was in disguise, dirty, scared and exhausted, but she was fine. The guard told us she arrived on a cruiser prom from Abelor. After she rested, she told us what happened.'

'Hm… not so long ago a battle not far from Abelor there was,' Yoda says. 'Continue, please.'

'My daughters have been trained in fight,' Andrrei continues. 'Astrariel told us they fought back when the men that came out of nowhere attacked them. But they were quickly overwhelmed and knocked out. They woke up in a cell on a ship. But they're not damsels in distress and the guards didn't consider them a threat. So, they managed to free themselves from the cell. Recognizing the ship from her studies, [Y/N] has managed to lead them to escape pods. The moment Astrariel got inside one, they were discovered. [Y/N] quickly ejected her sister, allowing her to escape. Last thing Astrariel saw, was her older sister engaging in a battle with droids to draw away the attention of the escape pod. The pod landed on Abelor. Astrariel managed to reach the nearest city, got some clothes as a disguise and bought herself a ticked to our planet.'

'And the rest we know,' Mace says. 'The only thing pointing at the Separatists are the droids?'

'Ah, no,' the King denies. 'On their way to the escape pods my daughters overheard the conversation between two droids. They were talking about a soon arrival of… Whorm Loathsom.'

'That is troubling,' Windu admits and thinks. 'Abelor… When were they there?'

'A few days ago,' Andrrei answers. 'We gathered out forces and set after them at once. But after they entered the active warzone… we couldn't follow. I didn't have enough men.'

'Help you, we will,' Yoda promises after a moment.

'If they travel as slowly as you say, they must have a reason for it,' Mace says.

'My guess is they hope someone will engage them and start a battle,' the King says. 'If my daughter was to die on that ship during the attack…'

'The consequences severe, would be,' Yoda agrees. 'Hm… maybe so. Everything you found out, send us. Decide what to do next, we will.'

'Thank you,' Andrrei says, relieved. He says his goodbyes and leaves. Soon after two Jedi receive all information they need and start their own investigation.

'If we are right… Skywalker is the closest to them right now,' Windu says.

'The princess' best hope he is,' Yoda says and calls Anakin. A moment later the Knight's hologram shows up in the room.

'A new mission for you we have,' the Grand Master says before the young Jedi can speak up. 'No need for you there, there is. Someone else your attention requires.'

'Master?' Skywalker asks, frowning.

'Princess [Y/N] of Luth is a hostage of Separatists,' Mace starts. 'We believe the ship she's on is nearby your location. We'll send you everything we know about the situation. Be careful. The ship is travelling suspiciously slowly. We don't know what their real goal is. It may be a trap.'

'Understood, Masters,' Anakin responds. 'I will bring the princess home safely.'

The Jedi send him every information he needs, telling him what they can. During their conversation, Skywalker gives the co-ordinates to Rex. Soon after the holograms disappear from the ship.

Ahsoka and the Clones that are present look with worry at their general. He has his fists and jaw clenched. Tano decides to take a step forward.

'Master?' she asks hesitantly. He turns on his heel.

'Prepare for battle ahead,' he orders, his voice emotionless, and marches out of the room. Others exchange a look.

Outside, Anakin tries hard not to panic. You're in danger. Again. Kidnapped. Again. He can only hope to get to you in time. He can't lose you. He just can't.

He stops. He swears and punches the wall. It doesn't help. But he doesn't hit it again. His face hardens in determination. He will find you. He must.

And he does. An hour or so later they're in the middle of the battle. It was a trap, obviously. But that doesn't stop anyone. Especially not Skywalker, who runs through the ship and slices any droid that stands in his way.

Finally, he turns yet another corner. A person in front of him turns around wildly, pointing a blaster at him. He immediately stops and raises his hands up.

'It's me,' he says, staring into your eyes calmly. You lower the blaster with shaking hands.

'Anakin,' you gasp. 'Oh, thank the gods…'

You drop the blaster and run into his arms. He catches you quickly, though he's surprised by such a public display of affection. But when he feels your body shaking and hears your sobs, he realizes how scared you are and what a relief it must be to see him.

'It's all right,' he murmurs into your ear, holding you close. 'I'm here. We're getting you out of here. You'll be safe in a moment.'

You just sob and cling to him harder. The battle rages on but it doesn't matter to him. Comforting you takes priority. So, he doesn't pull away even when Ahsoka and a few of his troopers show up. He doesn't seem to notice the exchange of a look between them.

'Sir-' Fives starts but Rex silences him with a raised fist. A moment later you pull away. Anakin cups your face gently and takes a good look at you. His heart breaks.

Your hair is in disarray and your face is dirty. There are a few burns on your arms. Your clothes are torn. But more importantly, there's a deep fear in your eyes.

'Can you walk?' he asks softly. You nod and pull away. You grab the dropped blaster and join others.

'Let's get out of here,' you say, somehow managing to keep your voice from shaking. Others nod and lead you out.

'How did you even find yourself on this corridor?' Skywalker asks. You smile.

'When you attacked, a couple of droids were ordered to bring me on the bridge,' you explain. 'Clearly, they haven't heard that I almost escaped with my sister already and underestimated me. The blaster belonged to one of them.'

'Resourceful and clever as always,' Rex chuckles. You send him a grin. But it quickly falters as you encounter more droids.

It seems hours pass before you find yourself on your rescuers ship. The moment you enter the hyperspace, your legs give out and your beloved barely manages to catch you before you hit the floor.

'I'll take her to a medical bay,' Jesse offers.

'I got this,' Skywalker says and picks you up bridal style. He walks away with you and his companions once again exchange a look.

'In moments like this I'm glad I'm not a Jedi,' Fives sighs.

'In moments like this I wonder how the Jedi Council can be so blind,' Rex grunts.

'Because they only seem to be on their best behavior around them,' Ahsoka murmurs, smiling slightly. 'And we're not going to inform them, are we?'

'Absolutely not,' the Clones answer. Tano snorts and heads to give the Jedi Council a report.

In the meantime, Anakin watches how the medic droid checks you over. He's relieved to hear that you've sustained no serious injuries. Once he's alone with you, he allows himself to grab your hand and squeeze it gently.

'I'm sorry I let it happen,' he says quietly, regret and sorrow in his voice. In your sleep, you squeeze his hand back, as if telling him it's not his fault. He smiles and brings your hand to his lips to press a kiss to it.

'Rest, my star,' he murmurs. 'You're safe now.'

You allow Anakin to support you when you come down the ramp. You spot your family immediately. Astrariel and your mother stay together, while your father is a bit closer than them. All of them watch you anxiously.

You let go of Skywalker once you're on your planet. You walk fast to the King and he hugs you tightly. You inhale his scent, feeling finally at home.

'My brave girl,' he murmurs, his voice breaking a bit. 'I'm so proud of you. But I'm sorry you had to go through that. Words cannot express how relieved and glad I am you're safe and sound. My precious little girl.'

'Dad…' you whisper, on the verge of tears. He pulls away and cups your face. He smiles, his eyes shining. You return the smile and close your eyes, bowing your head a bit. Your father mirrors the move and your foreheads touch.

'Go, your mother and sister can't wait to greet you as well,' he says. You nod and take a step back. Then, you walk around him and hurry to Astrariel and the Queen. They don't hold back and cry as they hug you.

Anakin watches the reunion with a smile. But he straightens up when Andrrei walks to him. He starts bowing but the King grabs his arms and smiles.

'General Skywalker, I can't tell you how grateful I am you brought my daughter home,' he says. The Jedi smiles.

'I'm glad I wasn't too late, Your Majesty,' he says.

'As am I,' your father sighs. The men look at you. They see your mother caressing your cheek and urging you inside. You turn your head and your eyes land on your beloved. A minute pass before you turn your head back. Neither of you is aware that the King is watching you closely.

'You must be tired,' he says and turns to the people on the ship. 'Come down, we have prepared food and baths for you!'

The Clones and Ahsoka cheer. They're not sure what excites them more. They rush down and pass their general, eager to properly rest. Only Tano stops and looks at her master.

'Walk with me,' Andrrei says, clapping the older Jedi's shoulder.

'Go ahead, Snips,' Anakin says to his padawan. She shrugs and hurries after her friends, shouting at them to wait for her. Skywalker and the King head the other way. The Jedi hopes whatever it is will be quick, because he hopes for a bath as well.

'How has having a padawan been for you?' your father asks once they reach his chambers.

'It's… definitely a challenge,' the Jedi admits. 'But a rewarding one for sure. Ahsoka is a great Jedi. And helps me in more ways than I have expected.'

'That's good to hear,' the King says and pours them some wine. 'To be honest, I was relieved when I heard you two were given the mission to rescue [Y/N].'

'How so?' Anakin asks, frowning.

'Because I was sure you'd rescue her. No one cares about my daughter the way you do. Outside my family, of course.'

'I… I'm sure that's not true, Your Majesty.'

'No? Are you not her best friend?'

'Y-yes, of course, I am.'

They sip the wine in silence for a moment. Skywalker finds a portrait of a royal family on a wall and smiles softly when he looks at your likeness. The King watches him with a soft smile of his own.

'You're in love with her, aren't you?' he asks. The Jedi looks at him, startled. He quickly starts to deny it but Andrrei silences him with a hand.

'Anakin, I'm not blind,' he chuckles. 'I've watched you two for years. I saw how your friendship blossoms into love. I see the way you look at each other. The look [Y/N] gives you is the same Lyra gives me. And I'm sure the look you give her is the same I give to my wife.'

Skywalker looks down, ashamed. Your father claps his shoulder.

'I am not angry with you and I'm not going to demand that you stop this,' he assures him. The Jedi looks at him with surprise. The King lets him go and walks to the window. He stares at the setting sun.

'In our culture, the most important thing in our life… is love,' he says. 'That's why my daughters and wife protested so much against the marriage with Prince Jordari. Marrying someone you don't love is hard to understand for us. Especially, when your heart already belongs to someone else.'

He gives Anakin a knowing look. The young man looks down bashfully. Andrrei chuckles.

'That's also why [Y/N] couldn't understand why Jedi can't love,' he says. 'She was asking me about it a lot when she was younger. I'm sure she asked you about it, too.'

'Yes, she did,' Skywalker confirms, remembering the conversation you two had about it.

'Love is sacred for us,' your father says. 'Love between two people even more so. So, I can't forbid you to stop seeing my daughter. Even though my common sense tells me you should. I understand the dangers that come with a love for a Jedi. But a broken heart can bring even more. However, there is one thing.'

'Your Majesty?' Anakin asks, worried.

'We love deeply. Unconditionally. When we give our hearts to someone, we don't ever ask back for it. So, I'm afraid that my daughter will never love anyone else. And since she's the heir to the throne of Luth and you are a Jedi… it is troublesome.'

'I… I understand, Your Majesty.'

'… No, I don't think you do. Do you love her?'

'With all my heart. She's… There's no one like her. I know she's the one for me. Only with her I feel free and… as myself. Just seeing her face brings a smile to my face. When I'm not with her, I keep wondering when I'll hear her voice again. Her laugh… is the most beautiful sound in the world.'

The King smiles. He sees in Skywalker's eyes he's telling the truth.

'Then I give you my blessing to ask her to marry you,' he says. The Jedi looks at him with wide eyes. Your father laughs.

'Don't give me that look,' he says. 'Surely, you thought about it if you say she's the one.'

'Yes, but… I didn't think I would marry her soon,' Anakin says, blushing. 'I mean… I want to. I know that. But I don't think she'd agree while I'm in the Jedi Order.'

'Are you planning to leave it?' Andrrei asks, interested.

'I consider it,' Skywalker answers after a pause. 'I'd love if we could be together in the open, her the crown princess and me the Jedi Knight… or Master. That's why I want to be granted the rank of the Master. Maybe I could change things then. But I'm also aware it may fail. But also, that one day [Y/N] is going to become a queen. And as her husband I'd have to take a place beside her as a king.'

'There are still years before that happens hopefully. I am in a very good health after all. But let me tell you something. Being married while sitting on thrones is something completely different than when being simple people. Or even a princess and a Jedi.'

'I know… But we don't need to get married.'

'Do you really think so? People say there's not much difference before and after marriage. Maybe that's true, but for some there is something different. Also, there is something comforting in wearing bands. "This person is mine and I'm theirs. No one can tear us apart, for we are joined, we are one." It's reassuring. Even if other people can't know that's true.'

Anakin thinks hard about it. He's still conflicted. Your father puts a hand on his shoulder with a kind smile.

'Think about it,' he encourages him. 'And talk about it with [Y/N].'

'I'm not sure if she's going to be keen on that idea. She was against a relationship with me at first.'

'I think you will find her more into that idea than you think. She has her mother's spirit. She, too, was against marrying me at first. She didn't want to be a queen at first. But then, I almost died in an ambush. The possibility of losing me made her change her mind.'

Anakin frowns. He looks down, thinking about it.

'Talk with her,' Andrrei encourages him. 'But whatever you two will decide, you have my blessing.'

An hour later Skywalker finds himself knocking on your door. C-3PO opens it.

'Oh, Master Anakin!' he says happily. 'How good it is to see you. We're all very happy you brought Princess [Y/N].'

'No one more than me, Threepio,' the Jedi assures him with a smile and walks in. The droid quickly puts himself on guard, while Skywalker walks into your drawing room. He finds you standing in the threshold of the balcony, staring outside, your arms around yourself.

'Something interesting out there?' he asks, walking to you. He puts his arms around you. His heart skips a beat when he feels you relaxing and leaning into him.

'People want to celebrate my return,' you explain. 'They're so happy I'm back and all right. I think they're considering building you a monument, since you've helped us so many times. Lanash says it's an excellent idea. I think it would just make your ego grow.'

'You're both right,' he responds and you laugh.

'I've heard my father talked with you in private,' you say slowly. 'What did he want?'

'He gave me his blessing to marry you,' he answers after a beat. He expects surprise, maybe a bit of fear. But you don't even budge.

'Ah,' you say instead. 'I wondered if he knows about us. What did you say to him?'

'That I want to marry you,' he answers. 'But I'm not sure if the time is right.'

'Will it ever be?' you ask. He looks at you with surprise. Also, with fear and hope.

'What do you mean?' he asks.

'A week ago, I'd probably say it's not a good decision for now,' you answer.

'But now?' he asks, his heart beating fast. You turn in his arms and face him. Your eyes meet.

'Now I've been kidnapped by Separatists and all I could think about when I would see you again,' you say and cup his cheek. 'I was afraid it would be never. And when I saw you… nothing else mattered. I didn't care who sees us and what they think. I was ready to shout to the world how much I love you.'

He looks at you, stunned. Hopes shines in his eyes.

'Hypothetically, if I were to propose to you… you'd say yes?' he asks. You smile.

'I would,' you confirm and a grin starts forming on his face. 'But you must be aware first that we don't have a thing like engagement. The couple decides they want to get married? They do it in the span of the next few days. And since I'm a princess, our wedding has to be public. Everyone will know. And since your troops and padawan are here… they will have to know as well.'

He frowns, worried. Just then Lanash looks into the room. Obviously, she heard at least the last part.

'Pardon me, but they already suspect there's something between the two of you,' she reveals. You look at her with surprise and fright.

'How do you know?' Anakin asks.

'I heard Rex and Jesse talking about it,' she explains. 'Mind you, they should have kept their voices down. Anyway, they said something about what a cute couple you two are.'

You and Skywalker blush. Your maid must control herself not to giggle.

'So, I think they won't tell anyone,' she says. 'They're loyal to you, General Skywalker. Same as Ahsoka.'

You and your beloved share a look. You smile. He grins and drops on one knee, ignoring Lanash's presence, who quickly calls C-3PO and R2-D2.

'[Y/N] [L/N], Princess of Luth, will you make me the happiest man alive and become my wife?' Anakin asks. You squeeze his hands, beaming.

'Becoming your wife will make me the happiest woman alive,' you say and chuckle. 'Of course, I will marry you.'

He grins and stands up. He takes you in his arms and kisses you passionately. Behind him, your friends cheer.

'Pardon me,' your maid says a moment later, pushing her way next to you. You watch her, puzzled, as she walks onto the balcony. She grabs the railing and leans over it.

'SHE SAID "YES"!' she yells at the top of her lungs. You and your fiancé stare at her, horrified. But then you jump, startled, when you hear cheerful screams. Lanash turns to you.

'Apparently, as your mother has made me aware today, everyone in the capital knew you two have a thing, just no one spoke about it,' she explains. 'After seeing you come down the ramp, holding to him, they were sure you're going to get married, as they all remember why your mother finally said "yes" to your father. So, they're not preparing for a celebration of your return. They're preparing for a celebration of your wedding.'

You and Anakin look at each other, bewildered. He shakes his head.

'Is there anyone who doesn't know?' he asks. R2-D2 beeps.

'Oh, only people here know,' C-3PO translates. 'Apparently, you just control yourself around people you know could break you apart.'

You can't help it and start laughing. Skywalker looks at you, stunned, but then he starts laughing as well. He takes you in his arms and grins. In a few days his dream is about to come true. He'll be your husband and you'll be his wife.

Thank you for reading! Let me know your thoughts! Reblog, like and comment if you could. Every comment makes my day!

This can also be found on Archive of Our Own: https://archiveofourown.org/works/60214684/chapters/154512862

#anakin skywalker #reader #anakin x reader #anakin x you #anakin & reader #anakin & you #anakin/reader #anakin/you #star wars

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jessicas-pi · 1 year ago

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I'm Back On My Incorrect Quote Nonsense: More Medieval AU

Ahsoka: Go big or go home! Rex: Please, for once in your life just go home. I'm begging you. Go. Home. Ahsoka: I'm going big!

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Ezra: I can't believe there's a cat somewhere in the palace. Amazing feeling. Love cats. And he's here, in the palace! Somewhere! And I may encounter him! What a treat.

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Caleb: *Laughs* Aw, you had a crush on me? That’s embarrassing— Hera: We’re married. Caleb: Still.

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Korkie: *Screams* Ahsoka: *Screams louder to assert dominance* Rex: Shouldn't we do something?! Anakin, observing: No, I want to see who wins this.

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Ketsu: Sabine, I know you snuck out with Ezra last night. Sabine: If you tell Mother or Father, I swear I’ll murder you, and they’ll never find the body. Ketsu: Five bucks? Sabine: Fine.

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Cal: So apparently the 'bad vibes' I’ve been feeling are actually severe psychological distress

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Rex: And what did we learn, Princess? Ahsoka, bowing her head: Tackling someone isn’t the correct response to being asked a simple question.

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Adenn, to Skira: I’d make fun of your height but there isn’t enough to make fun of.

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Carthage: *Gets down on one knee* Sabine: Oh my gods, it’s finally happening. Carthage: *Falls over* Sabine: The poison is kicking in!

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Barriss: About that love poem you sent me- Adenn, blushing: What are your thoughts? Barriss: The fourth sentence- Adenn: Yeah, that’s where I got really emotional and I- Barriss: It’s “you’re,” not “your.”

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Ezra: Everyone has a toxic trait. Except Sabine, she’s perfect. Sabine: Wrong! My toxic trait is how badly I want to domesticate a large predatory animal. Ezra: You can't have that toxic trait. That's my toxic trait. Get your own.

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Ahsoka: A murder attempt?? Rex: Yes. Lux: And a threatening message?? Rex: Yes. Ahsoka: Written on the wall?? Rex: Yes. Lux: In BLOOD?? Rex: Yes. Ahsoka and Lux, in unison: Cool. Rex: NO!

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Omega: Being half asleep and feeling someone gently plant a kiss on your forehead is one of the purest kinds of love in the world. Cal: Unless you're home alone.

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Caleb: Good night, Ezra. Hera: Sleep tight. Zeb: Don't let the bedbugs crawl up to your ear and whisper threatening things that make you question yourself. Caleb: Great, now Ezra's crying.

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Qui-Gon: I hate to tell you this, but one of you was adopted. Anakin, Obi-Wan, and Ahsoka: Ahsoka: Was it Obi-Wan?

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Omega: We all know you love her. Cal: I am not in love with Merrin! Omega, staring at Cal: I never said who... Cal: *realizes* Cal: Cal: mOVING ON—

#the one of you was adopted quote is funnier if you know that all the characters are their star wars species here #and so Ahsoka is LITERALLY a different species than her dad and brothers #incorrect quotes #star wars medieval au #kanera #merrical #sabezra

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pyrrhicraven · 7 months ago

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The fic ships are walked in on while they’re kissing - who walked in and how do they react?

Anakin flipped out, how dare Count Dooku touch Obi-Wan! He threw himself into the room and darted straight for them, both pushing away from one another as Anakin moved to activate his lightsaber to slash at Dooku.

"Anakin no!" Obi-Wan shouted, reminding him of the terrible day that Dooku cut his arm off. That panicked voice the terror on Obi-Wan's face.

"How kriffing dare you!" Anakin roared but then suddenly he was being pushed away from them, his back colliding painfully with the ground.

"Anakin!" Obi-Wan shouted harshly, standing in front of Dooku who was saying something in a hissing tone, probably trying to turn Obi-Wan against him like he was always trying!

"Why are you protecting him! He's just trying to turn you!" Obi-Wan looked hesitant at that comment, his eyes straying away from Anakin. Dooku placed a hand on Obi-Wan's shoulder, whispering still in his ear. Anakin vibrated ready to attack but far too aware that Obi-Wan was in the way…

"He's not what you think he is Anakin please, trust me if you can't trust him." Trust-he would never in a million years trust Dooku!

💚👻💚👻💚 Vlad/Danny💚👻💚👻💚

Danny's heart lept into his throat as the door was slammed open while he was mid kiss with Vlad who jumped away from him they both turned and found his father Jack staring at them a little confused but then just continued to rant about whatever he was on now, Slinging an arm around Vlad’s shoulders and dragging him out the door to Vlad's protests.

Danny followed, hoping that somehow his father hadn't actually caught them before they were ready to tell his folks… Jack set Vlad on some science thing and strolled up to him with a smile, leading him from the room and into the office his mother had insisted on. Waiting for Danny to settle into the single chair in the room before scaring the daylights out of him with a simple question, his father’s voice was lower than normal, but he didn't sound mad just… Curious? "How long have you and Vlad been seeing each other?" how did he answer that? Because they didn't agree on that themselves.

"I'd say about a month, Vlad says otherwise." Jack sighed and sat on the corner of the desk, eyes roaming over Danny.

"It's completely consensual?" Danny flushed because yeah, Vlad hadn't forced him or anything.

"Yeah? I think so?" They still hadn't told his folks that Vlad was halfa either…They had accepted him as phantom but honestly, he hadn't hurt them or embarrassed them in that form. Vlad was nervous about telling them either thing not that he blamed him, Danny was just as nervous and worried still that this could just be Vlad's obsession still somehow even though it had seemed to change when his did.

"Well good, I would hate to have to bury my old friend." Danny snorted because Vlad would say Jack kind of did already.

💚❤️💚❤️💚 Bowser froze as he noticed something not good, Luigi still oblivious to the fact that his brother and princess Peach had caught them kissing.

"Well now I know how that would work." Peach said dryly and Luigi sprang away from him, face cherry red. He turned and let out a squeak at the sight of his brother and the princess.

"I didn't want to see that. Yuck." Mario said with a nervous laugh, Bowser frowned because that wasn't…Luigi would be devastated by that comment, that Mario wouldn't want them to see each other even though they truly cared for each other. Or was it just the kissing part? Could Mario be okay with a former enemy who had just signed a peace treaty dating his brother? Could Luigi be alright with his brother’s disapproval?

"Mario." Luigi sounded terrified and how could he blame Luigi? This wasn't how either of them had wanted these two to find out.

"Bro what are you doing? I know he's not an enemy anymore but seriously you could do so much better." Bowser snorted at the same time as Peach did, well. That was interesting in his opinion, maybe she'd be better about it or just holding in what she really wanted to say till she could yell at either of them in private.

"I never judged you on any of the people you dated even when I didn't like them." Luigi said in a soft voice, hands clutching the front of his overalls, eyes downcast and Mario frowned at the comment.

"You aren't dating though." They were. They had been for a week, just biding their time when they both weren't busy so they could tell these two. That was out the window now, and honestly, he wasn't sure what was about to happen but given the scent of ozone in the air…Luigi was upset, his lightening reacting to his emotions.

The half glance in his direction gave Bowser a shiver through his shell because that was a determined look on his boyfriend’s face, he gave a small nod. Knowing exactly what Luigi was asking permission for. “We are dating Mario; we have been for a while now-that was the reason I asked you and Peach to come here-I just didn’t expect you to get here so fast.” They had thought they had at least ten more minutes for them to show up-that was their first mistake. The second was that they thought they could get away with a last second kiss. “What did you do to my brother?” Mario said with a glare and Bowser snorted because what did he do?

“I treated him with respect and apologized to him for all the stuff I did to him personally.” Unlike those bastard toads who scoffed and insulted him with every chance they got, basically any time Luigi was without Mario. Didn’t the so-called hero even notice how sad his brother could be some days? How alone Luigi had been surrounded by toads that hated him? The only breath of fresh air for Luigi had been toadette, and they rarely got to see each other.

Mario scoffed at his words, but Bowser was speaking the truth no matter how blind Mario wanted to be about his brother’s life. Peach stepped forward, she looked tranquil, but he knew better. Bowser was more than aware how harsh she could be some days. She moved to Luigi taking his hands in hers, from his angle he couldn’t see much more than her taking his hands from his clothes and holding them, their words too quiet even for his hearing.

#fanfiction #creative writing #writing #my writing #answering asks #asks #a03 writer #star wars the clone wars #Dooku/Obi-Wan #danny phantom #pompous pep #super mario bros #bowigi

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desmothene · 13 days ago

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For the wip game, resentment & refuge? Btw that’s a GREAT title for an obikin fic

thank you for playing with me the ask game!! this fic lives in my phone notes only but sometimes i think it might be the first one i write something for. fair warning depending on my mood the vibes range from either being about a lot of miscommunications (and therapy) Obi-wan & Anakin need to go through to actively a story about abuse (primarily emotional). The themes it focuses on are bound up in Obi-wan & Anakin's conflicting views of the Jedi religion, and harmful amatonormative expectations (and how extreme Anakin takes them). my notes have both a good & bad ending.

this wip concept takes place in a No Order 66 AU, where Anakin and Obi-wan have fallen in love over time post-knighting. Anakin asked Obi-wan to leave the Jedi Order with him, to get married, and Obi-wan did.

I take refuge in the Force. I take refuge in the Path. I take refuge in the Order.

Obi-wan carefully prevented his breathing from hitching the same way his thoughts did over the third phrase of the mantra. Ruefully, he acknowledged to himself that while he knew he was not barred from reaching out to other Jedi, he was struggling with his changed relationship with the Order.

It was still so new - not his relationship with Anakin, but the context of it. During the war, their relationship was a whirlwind of high emotion, moments caught and carved out and cherished from the horror and monotony of combat. The lowered stress of civilian life paradoxically seemed to allow for more space for disagreements. Often it was things they wouldn't have had time to talk about before. It helped to take time in the mornings to recenter himself and his new priorities - the primary of which was still Anakin, just from a new angle.

Meditation over and ready to start the day, Obi-wan opened his eyes to meet Anakin's gaze. Anakin lounged in the doorway with a cup of caf, eyes shadowed as he watched Obi-wan.

"You know you don't have to do that anymore, right?" Anakin asked.

"I know you don't agree, Anakin, but I do actually enjoy meditation. And it's good for you." Obi-wan replied, habit appending the last phrase.

"Don't start with me on that! You're not my master anymore and we aren't in the Order, you can't make me meditate," Anakin grumbled.

"And here I thought a nagging spouse was the staple of civilian romantic life," Obi-wan joked. The reminder of their old relationship was sad - Obi-wan missed teaching Anakin - but all things grow and change in time. The passing of the old allowed him new joy in the present. So Obi-wan reached out his hands to Anakin, and smiled at him as Anakin helped him to his feet. "Good morning, darling."

Anakin smiled back. "Good morning, Obi-wan." As usual though, Anakin wasn't quite willing to leave an argument. "I think the bigger piece is putting each other's happiness first. Would it kill you to stay in bed a little longer? You could take refuge in me." While the tone was joking, Obi-wan could tell that Anakin was serious.

"Well, I suppose I can let myself be a little lazy sometimes," he responded lightly. Obi-wan pressed a kiss to Anakin's cheek and relished the warm glow of Anakin's happiness in the Force.

Obi-wan's meditation mantra at the beginning is drawn from Buddhism's Three Jewels or Three Refuges (I take refuge in the Buddha, I take refuge in the Dharma [Buddhist teachings], I take refuge in the Sangha [the monastic Buddhist community]).

#star wars #wip ask game #obikin #anakin and obi wan #this fic would get way worse before any potential happy ending #star wars fanfic #am i the most subtle writer ever? absolutely not

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rexismycopilot · 2 years ago

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I love your work, and I wanted to throw some scenarios your way... I think we need more Anakin coming in his pants stories because it just seems so like him to either lose control so quickly he can't even get his pants off, or just do it on purpose because he's being bratty and coming when he's not supposed to and just loves messing up his pretty underwear like that and getting spanked for it. I love the picture of Obi-Wan checking him for evidence he orgasmed when he wasn't supposed to by feeling/observing the condition of his undergarments. Sorry if that's gross, Lol.

I loved that one scene in 50 shades where Anakin lost control and came during his punishment paddling, but what if he did it again in this type of situation and straddled that line between earning serious discipline and Obi-Wan being so turned on he can barely finish spanking him before he throws him on the bed to have his way with him. (I am blushing so hard sending this.)

Anon, you are safe on this blog. I am a pretty judgment free person, especially when it comes to kink! Also, none of what you wrote is gross at all!!

For your first scenario, I imagine Anakin humping Obi-Wan's leg while they're making out, just being a complete needy mess while he's kissing Obi-Wan on the couch. Obi-Wan warning Anakin that he needs to stop or he's going to be in a lot of trouble.

Of course, why would Anakin listen? He's so close. He can control it. he can stop himself when he gets too close.

... 😈

Of course Anakin denies what happened and Obi-Wan is not letting him off that easily.

So Obi-Wan checks Anakin's very messy underwear right there. All while shaking his head in disappointment.

And then your second idea! Anakin coming over Obi-Wan's lap while he's being paddled for something he's actually in trouble for?? That is a beautiful image in my head.

Anakin a weepy mess after he's come and he's in so much trouble and Obi-Wan just letting himself go fucking feral about it and basically immediately fucking Anakin into the bed. Obviously, this is a good test for him not to come again 😌

At the end of it all, Anakin is a very sore, very sorry, very weepy boy.

#ask #anon #fifty shades au #obikin #spicy #anon i'm feral over this

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tremendouskoalachild · 2 years ago

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Chapter 7. We get an inquisitor POV!!! Fuck yeah.

Fifth is so lame. I love him.

Probably a good time to remember what I know about the guy. This is pre-Rebels and the Obi-Wan show, so... the 2017 Vader comics? I know Fifth was already an established inquisitor pretty early post-ROTS. Vader cut of his hand in their training exercise and some time later he was part of the team stealing Koth's newborn kid. That's it right?

And he's stupid also. My darling boy.

Masochistic inquisitor, what else is new.

Not to get into a whole pro-Jedi anti-Jedi debate but literally what are the Jedi supposed to do to "step in", my guy.

Oh and now he's kissing the ground. How much kinkier is this phonecall gonna get?

I actually kinda enjoy Jedi-bashing from darksiders but I like to know what the author's actual thoughts on the issue are. Let's not get into another Traviss situation, yeah?

Also who thought it was a good idea to send him alone. There's a reason they pretty much always show up in teams of at least two, and it's not just that their superiors love their petty rivalries as much as I do. Well, at least we know he's making it out of this book.

😏

This is I think the second time Greez got called the best pilot in the galaxy. Pretty sure that's just what everyone in sw says to pilots on the regular because I don't even remember him doing anything special. Sorry Greezy.

Merrin, my love, the whole "this is not a movie" cliché does not apply here. An intelligence operative's defection being in doubt is pretty reasonable.

Not posting the page or so long seduction scene between Fret and Merrin in Cal's room for some reason but I will complain about the term "Dathomirian". Why can't we just use "Dathomiri"... :(

Ok but girls, you literally have your own cabin. Are you actually gonna fuck on the psychometric kid's bed?? That's all kinds of inconsiderate.

Back to Cal! Greez, Fret is sus af but literally not a stormtrooper.

We get another confirmation that Cal def has a crush on Merrin. That's gonna be awkward when you go to sleep. Maybe he can get a place to lie down that isn't in the loud as fuck engine room??

Cal I'm loving the confidence but you are hardly the most wanted fugitive out there. For fuck's sake we're still in Anakin's Obi-Wan obsession era, and even without him and other surviving Jedi I'm sure there are bigger fish than a teenage dropout who broke into a prison and barely got out with his life 5 years ago. (Yeah I know he could be in his early twenties in the book. The lack of confirmed ages vexes me greatly.)

But also. Merrin apparently got plenty of bitches and she's been on the run with you the whole time. And she's much more recognizable than a random white boy. Just die your hair dude.

(Greez is totally right btw. For such a handsome guy Cal got no game.)

Um. What?

That's not how it works, Greez.

Cal living in solitude for most of his childhood sure is news to me. Where did that line come from.

Nooo not the attachment discourse.

#jedi battle scars

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tennessoui · 3 years ago

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miss kit you’re KILLING me!!!! THEY DONT EVEN KNOW EACHOTHEES NAMES YET??!??!???

(this is in reference to the office au aka there was only one desk au)

(and this is a ficlet for the office au aka there was only one desk au)

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Obi-Wan stares without blinking at the wilted potted plant in front of him. A bright purple sticky-note is attached to the healthiest leaf.

Sorry, I meant to water these plants, it says, only I couldn’t decide if they needed tap water or filter water and the indecision paralyzed me into inaction. Your miniature zen garden didn’t help as I hate sand.

“Do you think I can put a hit out on someone I don’t know the first name of?” He asks, dropping into his seat and tearing the offending sticky-note off the leaf. “If I know approximately where he’ll be every Tuesday, Thursday, and Friday?”

“How approximately is approximately?” Quin asks gamely, spinning around in his desk chair.

“Hardly at all. He’ll be in this chair from nine in the morning to five at night unless he’s the type of employee to skive off early and work from his phone for the last few hours of every day. Which he seems like he is.”

“A conclusion you came to based on a few post-it notes on your shared desk.”

“Look! There are crumbs!” Obi-Wan huffs, scattering the offending crumbs off his desk. “He’s a slob, Quin! Trade desk partners with me.”

“Not on your life, Kenobi,” Quinlan laughs, turning back to his own dual screens. “Aayla is an angel, and I watched Skywalker crumble up an old saltine cracker from the communal kitchen to leave on your desk five minutes before he left for the day.”

“I am going to set this entire building on fire,” Obi-Wan decides placidly, leaning back into his office chair and powering on the desktop.

“Careful, Kenobi,” his colleague warns, sounding as if he’s only half joking, “Only, I’m sure our cameras record us even when they’re not on.”

Obi-Wan hums. They probably do. He wouldn’t put it past the paranoia of their boss, Sheev.

Thirty-two minutes pass in a blur of answering emails he’d not seen on his work phone in the rush from the airport last night—Obi-Wan flies most weekends to different cities to convince recalcitrant, considering clients to part with their stocks—to his apartment uptown.

There are…many emails.

He pauses halfway through drafting a firmly passive-aggressive dressing down of an intern to turn around in his chair to look at Quinlan. “Vos,” he says, “do you know if Skywalker used the last of those saltines? Are there more?”

“Feeling peckish, are you?” Vos jokes.

“Perhaps,” Obi-Wan replies, tapping his fingers on the wood of the desk. “Perhaps.”

—

“I’m going to scream,” Anakin relays to Vos calmly, messenger bag hanging loosely off his elbow. He’d been half through the well-practiced motion of shrugging it off his shoulder when he’d caught sight of the…gift his deskmate has left him.

Crumbs—infinitesimally small crushed pieces of some sort of food litter his desk. Every single inch of it.

“He stayed late to bribe the janitor into not murdering him,” Vos reports, not looking up from his planner. “And texted me to tell you that if you complain, you’ll only get her in trouble. He sent along a photo of her two kids for me to show you if I thought you needed proper motivation.”

“Isn’t that blackmail?” Anakin questions, sitting cautiously down on the chair. He wouldn’t put it past Kenobi to have taken out half the screws just to make him fall to the ground.

“Just texting,” Vos says vaguely. Anakin scowls. He knew O.W. Kenobi was Vos’ favorite, but to have it confirmed in such a way stings.

He comforts himself with the fact that he knows Kenobi has asked Vos to water his desk plants before even trying to get Anakin to, and the other man had denied the request.

He sets about getting to work. They are paying him. A lot, actually, for how fresh from his master’s degree he is. Computer scientists make a killing in whichever market they enter, and Anakin had decided to go into corporate law.

A killing on top of a killing. Practically a double homicide.

It’s only when he’s getting ready to leave for the day and he leans over to Kenobi’s fucking useless miniature zen garden (to draw the letters F U into the sand with the little rake) that he realizes Kenobi has replaced the sand with finely ground saltine cracker crumbs.

He’s huffing an incredulous laugh before he can stop himself.

One of these days—soon—he should really bring in his wrench and screwdriver. Really fuck with the chair. He’d like to see Kenobi put that mess back together.

—

“Dammit, my flight is delayed,” Obi-Wan tells Vos on a Sunday night. “I won’t make it back into the city in time for work tomorrow.”

“You sound heartbroken,” Vos drawls. Obi-Wan gestures for the bartender to pour him another old fashioned.

“I’ll persevere, don’t worry about me. I’m mostly concerned my plants won’t make it til Wednesday. Do you know if Skywalker watered them on Friday?”

“I do actually have a job to do, you know, I can’t just sit around every day and watch you flirt with each other through office supplies passive-aggressive micromanagement. How you two have the time to crush up a sleeve of crackers or take the screws out from the chair—”

“Skywalker did what?” Obi-Wan exclaims sitting upright on his barstool in indignation.

Vos curses. “I wasn’t actually supposed to tell you that,” he admits. “Skywalker promised me a week’s worth of coffee if I didn’t say anything.”

“Can’t this be classified as attempted murder?” Obi-Wan complains. “I could have been seriously injured! I’ve a bad back already!”

“Sounds like you’re just mad you didn’t think about it,” Vos points out.

“I’m absolutely furious,” Obi-Wan agrees with a huff. “Though I doubt I’d have the skill to pull it off. Skywalker is very into…tinkering, given all the scrap metal bits he keeps in the bottom drawer of our filing cabinet.”

“Well, if it makes you feel better, your flight’s delayed so it’s not like you’ll actually fall for the prank,” Vos commiserates.

Obi-Wan hums and takes a sip of his drink. A wicked idea comes to him. He shouldn’t. He’s not actually a boy anymore, and fucking with his deskmate should not bring him such unrestrained joy.

But it does.

“Vos, what if I were to bring you coffee for two weeks?”

“I’m not going to water your damn plants, Obi-Wan, it’s the principle of the thing now,” Vos says.

Obi-Wan resists the urge to pinch the bridge of his nose. Really, what had his office plants done to his co-workers to deserve such animosity? Unless they came alive on Tuesdays and Fridays, the days he isn’t in the office, he really doesn’t understand the stubborn hatred.

“No, nothing to do with the damn plants. Just listen.”

—-

Anakin walks into work feeling quite chipper, all things considered. He’d hardly gotten any work done yesterday, too busy imagining Kenobi’s face when he’d sat in his office chair only to have the thing give out underneath him.

He doesn’t even know what Kenobi looks like, but it was so sweet to imagine the man’s shock, surprise, and anger.

“Good morning, Quin!” He chirps as he walks into the section of the floor where his desk is. “How was yesterday?”

“Good,” Vos smirks up at him and Anakin smiles back. This has been a real bonding moment for the both of them, which is good. Feuding with one coworker is fine and even natural. Two or more is just excessive.

He should have really asked Vos to get pictures.

“And here’s your coffee,” he offers the large to-go cup to Vos. “It was mortifying to order.”

“Maybe I’m just more comfortable in my masculinity than you,” Vos replies, taking a huge sip of the sugary monstrosity. “Thanks for the bribe.”

“Thanks for the silence,” Anakin replies with a grin. “How long did it take him to build it back up?”

But Vos has turned away and adjusted the headset over his ears. Huh. Maybe it’s a busy Tuesday. He slings the messenger bag over his head and sets it on the ground before turning to survey the desk with a suspicious eye. Surely Kenobi would not have taken his chair stunt lying down. But nothing seems out of place.

He checks the filing cabinets. Nothing encased in jello, nothing missing or broken in some sort of Hulk-Out rage.

The monitors are fine too, no background changed to something explicit or raunchy. He sits cautiously down at his desk.

Only for his chair to give out from beneath him.

He lands hard on his back with an exclamation of surprise, his head hitting the floor with a faint thud as the chair’s pieces crumble around him. It’s all quite loud, and he can hear people stand to look at the commotion. He’s going to kill Kenobi. And Vos.

From the floor, he looks up at Quinlan with betrayed eyes.

Vos takes another sip of his coffee.

“Oh, yesterday, Kenobi was sick so he didn’t come in,” Quinlan tells him. Anakin sits up with a scowl. “But it turns out I can be bribed into silence two ways.”

“What did he give you?” Anakin demands, standing.

“A show,” Vos replies with a smirk. Anakin scowls harder because now he’s thinking about nameless, faceless Kenobi stripping for a grinning Vos. He hates that idea for a reason he doesn’t want to name or think about.

“I’m not bringing you coffee again,” Anakin tells him.

“That’s fair,” Vos nods magnanimously. “Kenobi is bringing me coffee for the next two weeks, and he’s agreed to attend the next Happy Hour.”

“Not the one tonight?” Anakin checks, aghast. He’s going to the Happy Hour after work and he knows the mere thought of Kenobi’s presence will ruin the event for him.

“He’s sick,” Vos repeats, a twinkle in his eyes. “He can’t make it to this one.”

“Oh thank god,” Anakin mutters. “I already need a drink.”

“First round’s on me,” Vos grins, tossing him something. Anakin catches it on instinct.

It’s the bag of screws.

“But I suggest you take your lunch now to fix that,” the man tells him, before turning back to his own work. Anakin glares at his head. Maybe two feuds isn’t as excessive as he thought.

—

The workday passes slowly, but at least it passes. At five after five, Anakin is the first to stand and stretch. “Vos,” he says, “You owe me a drink.”

“I need to finish this project,” Vos tells him distractedly, bent close to his screen. “If you’re done, go now, and I’ll catch up. Second round’s on me.”

“For me and whoever else cares about being on time,” Anakin stresses, but Vos just waves him away.

“I don’t think there’s such a thing as being late to a Happy Hour after work,” he says. “Just go. Thirty minutes, I promise.”

Anakin shrugs and makes his way towards the elevators. He can see a few other coworkers that he vaguely recognizes start to stand and stretch. Normally, Anakin would wait for them, but after this morning—the Chair Incident—he really needs a drink.

He presses the arrow to go down and pulls out his phone to click around mindlessly while he waits.

It isn’t nearly as long as expected. The elevator doors slide open, and Anakin looks up as he’s stepping in.

The most attractive man he’s ever seen in the history of his life moves to the side obligingly. He’s not a man. He’s a gentleman. His red hair shines prettily in the fluorescence of the elevator lighting, and there’s one strand of place that’s rapidly becoming the most important thing in Anakin’s life. Hot Elevator Guy’s eyes crinkle with the polite smile he gives Anakin.

“Going down?” he asks, and his voice is so nice and soothing. Maybe he does audiotapes. Anakin would love to listen to that voice as he goes to sleep.

As he does other things too.

On you? He absolutely doesn’t think about saying.

“Yes, please,” he says. “Thank you.”

He doesn’t even know what he’s thanking him for, and if Hot Elevator Guy’s slight smile and arched eyebrows are any indication, he doesn’t know either.

Two floors pass in silence as Anakin tries not to stare too obviously at Hot Elevator Guy’s hands. They’re long. And big. He wonders if that’s descriptive of…other things…as well.

“Do you work with the law firm?” he blurts out, breaking all rules of elevator etiquette. He needs to stop thinking inappropriate things about this man. So he needs to talk with him.

“Oh, yes,” Hot Elevator Guy replies. HEG for short. “I’ve just recently come back from a trip to Las Vegas for the firm. Coming down from dropping off my receipts with Sheev right now.”

Mr. Palpatine’s office is on the top floor of the building. The firm doesn’t own every floor, only a handful, which is why Anakin has to share a desk with Kenobi in the first place, but Mr. Palpatine has bought office space several floors away, at the very top of the skyscraper. He says it’s for the view, and Anakin believes him. He’s on the tenth floor, and it’s already a nice look out over the city. He can’t imagine what it would be like to have an office on the thirtieth floor.

“They make you give them your receipts in person?” Anakin asks, horrified. He’d never be able to keep track of all those little bits of paper.

“Only for Vegas,” Hot Elevator Guy smirks conspiringly at him. “Every other city I just upload the information to a portal online. But Vegas…they want to make sure I’m not a gambling man, you see.”

“Are you?”

“No,” the man turns his head up to look at him. He isn’t much shorter than Anakin, but there is a difference there. Anakin absolutely loves the difference. “I like sure things.”

The elevator stops on the lobby floor. No! “What about a drinking one?” Anakin asks, near frantically.

Hot Elevator Guy frowns at him. “Do you often accuse people in lifts of alcoholism?”

Anakin flushes with embarrassment, but he can’t give up now. “No, I mean. There’s a happy hour tonight. Right now. For the firm. That’s where I’m going. Are you planning to come as well?”

Hot Elevator Guy purses his lips as he looks at him consideringly. “I haven’t much thought of it,” he admits. “I never go to those sorts of events.”

“I know—” I would have remembered you, Anakin cuts himself off from saying. “I don’t either,” he lies instead. “But my colleague has promised to buy a drink for me and everyone who gets there before him, so….”

“A free drink and pleasant company?” Hot Elevator Guy says, leading the way out of the elevator. For a brief second, his hand presses against Anakin’s lower back as he moves closer to allow someone else to get on the elevator. Anakin feels as if he’s on fire. “How could I possibly say no?”

“If…if you have other plans,” Anakin says, “I mean. It’s only a happy hour.”

“A drink sounds wonderful,” the man interrupts him with a firm nod. “I was only going to go home and pet my cat and water my plants.”

“I love plants,” Anakin lies again, through his teeth. “My desk is covered with them. They bring me so much…joy.”

The man grins at him, crinkles erupting around his blue eyes. He holds out one of the hands Anakin had been intensely studying a minute ago. “My name is Obi-Wan.”

“Anakin,” he replies, taking it with all the care and delicacy that a perfect creature like Obi-Wan deserves. “It’s nice to meet you.”

Obi-Wan squeezes his hand slightly, and his thumb strokes once over the back of Anakin’s knuckles before he lets go. “You as well, Ah-na-kin.”

Anakin shivers and can only hope Obi-Wan doesn’t notice.

Oh boy, does he need a drink.

#asks #there was only one desk au #obikin #my fics #anakin skywalker #obi-wan kenobi #you just know quinlan orchestrated their whole meet up #not the elevator #but obi-wan was absolutely going down to the bar to meet quinlan #who had made him promise to come #obi-wan was absolutely lying to anakin to not seem desperate #or creepy and also out of curiosity if the cute young man will ask him to come #anyway you know they're basically canoodling in the bar all flirty and close to each other when vos arrives #vos had wanted to see a screaming match #this is almost better #but he can't actually let obi-wan kiss anakin #not until they understand who they're about to go home with #and they're fixing to go home with each other #and vos finally says 'obi-wan kenobi you are not going home with your colleague when you have work tomorrow!'#and anakin is HORRIFIED #and then vos is like 'and skywalker i know you didn't get much done today #so you neeed a good night's sleep for all the makeup work you'll have to do tomorrow'#and obi-wan is HORRIFIED

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rose-sophia-isabella-rogers · 3 months ago

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Written in the Stars: Chapter VI - Husband and Wife

Chapter Summary: You and Anakin take a risk and get married, choosing to trust your love. You try to make your marriage work. Sometimes you manage it, sometimes it's very hard. Especially when you're surrounded by others… or an old friend of yours shows up. Can you and Anakin survive this? And what does your old friend really want?

Pairing: Anakin Skywalker/Reader

Characters: Anakin Skywalker, Reader, Ahsoka Tano, R2-D2, C-3PO, Rex, Mace Windu, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Sheev Palpatine, Yoda

Word Count: 7488

A/N: This chapter also contains a smut scene. Again, you can skip it if you're underage or don't enjoy such scenes. It starts from: "Your breath hitches when he stands in front of you naked." and ends on: "You kiss for a few minutes, then he pulls out, causing both of you to shiver." Two scenes contain a bit of plot of the 6th episode of the 6th season of the "Clone Wars", as well as some dialogues. I hope you will like it! Gif is not mine.

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As Lanash said, Anakin's men and Ahsoka already had suspected there's something between the two of you. They're stunned when they hear you have been in a secret relationship and that now you're going to get married. But they quickly start cheering and swear they won't tell a soul. The only one conflicted about it is Tano, but after a conversation with her master she also makes a promise to you to keep quiet about it.

The next few days pass in a blur. Before you realize, you're riding to the Main Temple in your wedding dress and people outside are cheering and throwing flowers at your vehicle. Astrariel, who's inside with you, happily waves at them.

'I still can't believe you didn't tell me,' she says and leans back into her seat. 'I mean, I felt the sexual tension between you two but I had no idea you actually did something about it.'

'Riel!' you scold her, rolling your eyes, using your nickname for her. She sticks out her tongue at you. You shake your head. Suddenly, she gives you a serious look.

'Are you sure about this?' she asks, troubled. 'I can see now how much you love each other and I support you fighting for this but… is getting married now really a good decision?'

'I am,' you assure her. 'I know it has to be a secret. But I also know that no one else will take his place. Simply just being with him is not enough for me. I want to make it official in the eyes of the gods and our people. For myself and him.'

'Very well,' she says and smiles. 'Who am I to stop you?'

You grin at her. You both chuckle and then wave at your subjects.

Not long after you reach the Main Temple. Everyone else is already waiting inside. The louder cheers let them know it's time. A moment later a bridal procession enters with you and your father at the end. He, your mother and Shmi who're sitting at the front, have tears in their eyes.

At the altar, Andrrei passes your hand to Anakin. Your fiancé stares at you, mesmerized. You smile bashfully, glad the hard work of all the seamstresses in the city has paid off.

Your wedding dress has a ballgown silhouette and a plunge neckline. You're wearing gloves over your elbows and on your wrists are pearl bracelets. The rests of the jewelry consist of diamond earrings, a royal heritage, and a necklace in a shape of a star – a gift from your beloved on your last birthday. Speaking of starts, while your bodice is white and simple, your gown's top layer is made of millions shining sparkles that imitate them. The last thing to complete your look is a long veil that is adorned on your hair that is tied in a bun. There are some lose curled strays on the side of your face.

'You look astonishing,' your husband-to-be whispers. You smile, blushing and look him up and down, apricating the formal robes has been given – black trousers, white long top with gold ornaments, black boots and of course a sash that has some symbols on them that mean something to him.

'Thank you,' you say. 'You look gorgeous yourself.'

He grins at you and you turn your heads toward the priest. The ceremony starts. It's beautiful and very touching. When you exchange vows, your families and some Clones are crying, while your heart is beating very fast.

'In front of the gods and in front of the people,' the priest finally says not long after, raising his hands, 'I pronounce you husband and wife. No one and nothing can tear this bond except for the two of you. Whoever tries it, may they be cursed forever and forbidden from entering the lands of the gods after their demise. Anakin Skywalker, you may kiss now your wife, as a sign that you both accept the vows you made today.'

You and the Jedi look at each other, your eyes shining. You lean toward each other and close your eyes. Then your lips meet and you kiss for the first time as a married couple. You almost don't hear the loud cheers and clapping around you. You finally pull away, love, happiness and adoration in your eyes.

'I can't believe it's real,' he says quietly.

'Me neither,' you chuckle. He offers you his arm and you take it. Your guests file out of the temple, so by the time you leave it, they can throw flowers at you, same as the gathered people. You both laugh and wave at them all happily.

'Just throw it already!' your sister yells. Anakin laughs while you shake your head. You turn around and hear hurried footsteps and excited chatter. You wait a moment longer, then throw your bouquet behind you. You turn around and see Lanash holding it with a bewildered look on her face.

'I swear, my lady, I have no idea how I got here, not to mention how I caught it,' she says, stunned. Astrariel huffs with hands on her hips.

'Damn you, Artoo,' she says. Your maid quickly whips her head at R2-D2. He and C-3PO standing next to him are trying very hard to appear innocent. You laugh.

'Oh, Lanash!' you say and hurry down the steps to hug your maid. She tenses but then relaxes and embraces you.

'Shall we?' Skywalker asks when you pull away. You turn to him and see him standing in front of a speeder with his hand extended. You take it, grinning.

'We shall,' you respond and allow him to help you inside. Then, you drive back to the palace for the wedding reception which is very grand and almost no one leaves it sober. You and your husband enter your bedroom laughing when it's over.

'But did you see his face?' you cackle, falling on your bed. 'He looked very much offended!'

'Well, I'd be offended too if someone called me a crossbreed between a potato and tomato,' Anakin chuckles. 'Even if the said person was a princess.'

'Oh, mom won't let her hear the end of it,' you giggle. 'Dad neither, but he will do it to make fun of her.'

You sigh and look at Skywalker. He looks at you with an intense stare. The mood in the room shifts. Your heart speeds up.

'Lanash and C-3PO?' he asks, walking slowly to you.

'They won't come here until tomorrow after we leave the room,' you answer. 'No one will interrupt our wedding night… or the morning after.'

'Good,' he says, satisfied, and starts undressing. Your breath hitches when he stands in front of you naked.

'You've seen it before,' he chuckles, but is clearly a bit embarrassed by your reaction.

'Not enough,' you respond and take off your jewelry. 'This will take a while, I'm afraid.'

'Need a hand?' he asks, grinning. You chuckle and stand up.

'Be my guest,' you invite him, turning around. He takes care of your dress, while you take off the accessories and let your hair lose. Then, he turns you to face him again.

'Beautiful,' he says with awe in his voice. It's your turn to blush.

'Anakin…' you whisper, closing your eyes.

'[Y/N]…' he murmurs and joins your lips. The kiss is soft and gentle at first. But it turns heated and passionate quickly. You press into each other. He grabs your waist while you put your arms around his neck. Your tongues meet and before you realize it, your laid on your bed.

'Are you ready for me, my star?' he purrs into your ear, hovering over you.

'Yes,' you answer. 'Please. I need you.'

'I need you as well,' he says and joins your lips in a kiss again, while his fingers prepare you for him. You gasp and find his member with your hand. You start stroking him and he groans.

'You have no idea what you're doing to me,' he says, his voice strained.

'I have a pretty good idea,' you respond, eyeing his manhood. He barks a laugh.

'Point taken,' he agrees and speeds up. You gasp and close your eyes.

'Look at me, my star,' he says. The tone of his voice is more commanding than usual, at least when directed to you. You can't help but obey. You shiver under his gaze, full of lust but also adoration and love.

'Anakin…' you whisper. 'Please…'

'Your wish is my command, my lady,' he says and pecks your lips. Slowly, he enters you. You both groan as he slowly fills you. You are completely still when he manages after a few pushes in and out to be wholly in you.

'Darling, are you going to move anytime soon?' you ask after a beat.

'Are you comfortable?' he asks, concerned.

'No, because you're not moving,' you answer. He laughs and finally starts moving. You sigh in pleasure.

'[Y/N]…' he breathes, kissing your cheeks, neck, nose. 'I can't believe I can call you my wife.'

'It's real, my love,' you whisper, cupping his face. Your eyes shine with love for him. He breathes shakily and starts moving faster. You moan and jerk your hips to meet his thrusts.

You join your lips in a needy kiss. He cups your breasts and massages them. You run your hands all over his chest.

'You're perfect,' he whispers. 'Absolutely perfect. The Force itself must have made you.'

'If I remember correctly, the Force made you,' you chuckle and tangle your hand in his hair. 'And it did an amazing job.'

He grins at you and groans when you tug his hair. You move yourself up slightly and kiss his neck. He moans and goes harder.

'Ah!' you cry out and pull his hair again.

'My star… my angel… my love…' he murmurs into your ear, kissing you everywhere he can.

'Anakin!' you scream and come undone under him. A few more thrusts and he's close behind you, shouting your name. You bask in the afterglow for a few long moments. Then you look at each other and grin. He pecks your lips softly.

'My wife…' he whispers.

'My husband…' you murmur. You kiss for a few minutes, then he pulls out, causing both of you to shiver. You both get up and clean. Then, you dress in your sleep wear and get in the bed again.

'Today was perfect,' he says, taking you in his arms, and sighs. 'I don't want to leave you tomorrow. You deserve a honeymoon.'

'I honestly can't imagine having a honeymoon in this war,' you confess. 'Besides, the Jedi Council can't know we're married.'

'I know, I know,' he murmurs. 'But it's still going to be hard to leave you.'

'It always is,' you say quietly and shift a bit to be more comfortable. 'Well, as much as I want to push it off… we must rest. So, go to sleep, my phoenix.'

He raises his eyebrows. He grins, liking it.

'I wondered when you will give me a nickname,' he says.

'Well, I had to think of something that fits you,' you say. 'You already took "the star", so it was hard. But this one I believe suits you.'

'How so?' he hums. You trace your fingers on his chest.

'You know the legend of the phoenix,' you say more than ask and he nods in confirmation. 'It lives, then builds a nest and sets itself on fire. From the ashes, a new phoenix rises, strong and refreshed, bringing hope and new beginnings. It symbolizes more than just life and death. It symbolizes change and the ability to overcome challenges and start anew. Your life reminds me of it.'

He stares at you, stunned and also touched. You look up at him, nervous.

'Do you like it?' you ask hesitantly. He presses you to himself.

'I love it,' he answers, his voice tight with emotions. 'Do you know why I chose "star" for you?'

'Because I'm pretty like one?' you guess. He chuckles and kisses the top of your head.

'No, but that's also true,' he says and looks at you with a soft smile. 'Star is a symbol of guidance. And you, my love, guide me. Showing me what should I do and point me the way home. To you.'

You smile at him with tears in your eyes. He smiles back and kisses you softly.

'Sleep, my darling,' he whispers. You nod and close your eyes. Soon, you're both fast asleep.

Unfortunately, he, Ahsoka and their troopers must depart early in the morning. They've already been longer than they should. They managed that only thanks to your father, who's convinced the Jedi Council that their presence is necessary during the 'celebration of your return'. Alas, it is a time to say goodbye and it's heart-breaking for everyone. But while you watch the ship soar into the space you know that you will see your husband soon.

Anakin and Ahsoka walk through the Resolute. Tano can barely hold back a smirk on her face. She keeps glancing at her agitated master.

'You're very excited, SkyGuy,' she teases.

'Shut up, Snips,' he barks, but there's a smile on his face. Soon they reach the landing platform, where a small ship has just landed. The Jedi stand in front of it, hands behind their backs, Skywalker a bit more forward. A few Clones stand behind them. Anakin's heart skips the beat when the door opens, the ramp is pulled down and he sees your face.

'Husband,' you greet him after making sure everyone present here knows about your marriage. You walk down the ramp, Lanash, C-3PO and a few soldiers behind you.

'Wife,' Skywalker says, grinning.

'Cameras?' your maid asks.

'Fives is doing a routine check-up of them, so they're turned off in here for about five minutes,' Rex informs.

'How considerate of you, Captain,' you beam at him. But in the next moment your lips are met by Anakin's. You melt into the kiss, glad to be by his side again.

'As much as I'd like to continue,' he murmurs, 'others are waiting.'

'We'll catch up later then,' you agree. You head toward the ship's bridge. Ahsoka smiles, seeing how you and her master reach your hands to each other at the same time and join your pinkies. You walk like that until you reach your destination. You reluctantly let go of each other when you stop in front of the door.

'Princess [Y/N], thank you for such a quick arrival,' Mace Windu greets you when you pass the threshold. Next to him from the Jedi Order is also Obi-Wan. You share a smile with the latter.

'Of course,' you respond, walking toward them. 'We're always happy to help put an end to this war sooner.'

'We appreciate your contribution,' Kenobi says. You nod and join them. In a moment Windu calls a few other Jedi, including Yoda, and you start talking strategies. All the time you force yourself not to look at your husband.

'It's settled, then,' Mace says when you come to an agreement. 'I think it would be best if Kenobi, Skywalker and Tano went first, as a distraction.'

You glance at Anakin. He tries very hard to hide his displeasure but you still see it.

'Then Princess [Y/N] and I will take them by surprise,' Windu finishes.

'Solid plan,' you agree, nodding. Skywalker sends you a discreet glare. When everyone goes to get ready, you two sneak away to his room.

'Why did you agree to that?' he asks, annoyed. You cup his face and caress it with your thumbs.

'So they wouldn't be suspicious,' you answer. 'And besides, you work better with Obi-Wan. You two are the heroes. I'm just here for the ride.'

'I know, I know,' he sighs and grabs your hips gently. 'I'm just frustrated you're going to be close yet far.'

'I feel the same,' you whisper. He leans down and presses a kiss to your forehead. You smile.

'Still, that's not what I had in mind when I said you deserved a honeymoon,' he hums. You laugh and smile at him cheekily.

'Come on, you must admit it's brilliant,' you say. 'We're together, we travel, see alien things and no one is none the wiser.'

'The fact we're going to fight for our lives spoils it a bit,' he retorts.

'But it also fits us, don't you think?' you ask, putting your arms around his neck. He chuckles.

'I guess you're right,' he agrees and nuzzles his face into your neck. You hug each other for a minute, until a knock on the door startles you both and you jump apart.

'Sorry to interrupt, but Obi-Wan is looking for you two,' you hear Ahsoka's voice.

'Thanks, Snips,' your husband calls and sighs. 'It's going to be very hard to properly celebrate this honeymoon.'

'Who can do it if not us?' you ask. He smiles at you and nods. Then, you both leave his room. You meet with Kenobi and talk strategy for some time.

When the time for the Team A comes to depart, you watch Anakin with a forced smile on your face. You try to control your emotions but Mace picks up on something anyway.

'They'll be fine,' he assures you. 'No need to worry.'

'Don't tell me you're not worried even a bit, Master Windu,' you retort. He sighs.

'Of course, I am,' he agrees. 'But I trust in their abilities.'

'I also trust them,' you say and bite your lower bit. 'But it doesn't mean I'm not worried that something goes wrong. I'm not a Jedi. Sometimes I can't help but feel such things.'

He says nothing to that, just turns and goes to prepare. You follow him a moment later to discuss strategy with him.

In the meantime, Anakin, Ahsoka and Obi-Wan begin their mission. They distract the enemy successfully. Unfortunately, they get caught and locked in a cell.

'We're smarter than this,' Kenobi says, frowning. 'Why did we let this happen?'

'They had us at gunpoint,' Skywalker grumbles.

'And how did we let that happen?' his former master asks, turning to him.

'We were outnumbered,' Tano answers.

'You're not helping,' the oldest Jedi sighs.

'Snips, Obi-Wan doesn't need explanation, he just wants to complain,' Anakin teases. Ahsoka chuckles. They both get a glare from Kenobi.

Just then, they hear a loud thump, groan and another loud thump. They exchange a confused look. The door slides open and they see you.

'Do you need help?' you ask, amused. It's your turn to get glares from all of them.

'You're enjoying the fact you're the one rescuing us for once a bit too much,' your husband huffs, but you see happy twinkles in his eyes.

'Hey, it may be a one-in-a-lifetime opportunity,' you respond, shrugging, and take a step to the side. 'Shall we?'

'Where's Master Windu?' Tano asks, as they join you outside the cell.

'Leading the attack,' you answer and lead them to the exit. 'He sent me to set you free.'

'On your own?' Skywalker asks, frowning. Just then they hear an exchange of fire.

'The Clones are keeping the enemy busy,' you explain.

'Princess [Y/N]! Princess [Y/N]!' you hear a panicked voice of C-3PO. A moment later your faithful droid turns a corner with R2-D2 in tow.

'They're right behind us!' Threepio shouts, his hands raised in the air. A moment later three droids show up behind them. The Jedi reach for their lightsabers, only to freeze when they realize they've been disarmed. But you quickly grab your blasters and shoot the droids. Your friends look at you, stunned.

'How many times?' you ask, seeing their faces. 'I'm not defenseless.'

'Yeah, you just did it so fast,' Obi-Wan explains. Just then your droids reach you.

'Oh, thank goodness, Mistress [Y/N],' C-3PO says. 'Flawless shooting as always.'

'Thanks, Threepio,' you say and just then you all notices what he's holding in his hands. 'Well done! I knew I could count on you.'

The droid is pleased with the praise and hands the Jedi their lightsabers. They're clearly relieved to have them back.

'Thank you, C-3PO,' Kenobi says. 'A really good job.'

R2-D2 beeps, letting you know he helped as well. You and Ahsoka pat him.

'Yes, thank you as well, Artoo,' she says.

'Now, shall we?' Anakin asks, igniting his lightsaber. You grin at him and hurry toward the exit again. Others follow you.

Soon enough you join the fray of the battle. Your soldiers and Clones from 501st quickly join you and have your back. You send Skywalker a look. He smirks at you and shrugs.

'Someone's overprotective,' you murmur.

'Hey, they were all happy to protect you once I asked them to,' he defends himself. You huff but send him a smile. He grins at you and hurries to destroy some clankers.

'What am I to do with him?' you sigh.

'Just love him, Your Highness,' one of your soldiers answers. You hush him and look nervously at Windu, Obi-Wan and their Clones. Luckily, they don't seem to heard a thing.

'Quieter next time,' you murmur and shoot more droids. It's still some time before you win the battle. By the time the planet is free from the Separatists, you're all exhausted. And dirty. Very, very dirty.

'I hate sand,' Lanash groans, scratching her body.

'You and me both,' Anakin says grimly, joining you. He sits on the ground next to you.

'What's our next move?' you ask.

'I certainly hope it's rest, because I'm dead on my feet,' he sighs, stretching. You raise your eyebrows.

'You hope?' you repeat.

'Yeah, they have a meeting right now,' he answers. He closes his eyes and tries to relax.

'Shouldn't you be on that meeting as well?' you ask. He shrugs.

'Probably,' he answers and puts an arm around you. 'But I prefer to be with my beloved wife.'

'And what sort of excuse you gave them you can't be there?' you ask, amused.

'That I need to make sure the Princess of Luth is alright,' he answered. 'I got a glare from Ahsoka. I think she wanted to use the same excuse. But I'm your husband, not her.'

'That you are,' you agree, kissing his cheek. 'But we both should stop now. Someone may see.'

'We can just say we're teasing each other,' he offers with a grin, opening his eyes. You laugh and pull away, albeit reluctantly. You smile at each other, longing in your eyes. Just then Rex shows up and puts his hands behind his back.

'General, Your Highness,' he says, nodding his head. 'Hawk believes the Princess' ship has been damaged during the battle. However, the mechanics can't find anything. I suggested you could take a look, General.'

'Sure, not a problem,' Anakin says, frowning.

'And I'm sure you would like to supervise this, Your Highness,' Captain says, giving you both a pointed look. You both freeze, understanding what he's trying to do.

'Yes, absolutely,' you agree. Skywalker quickly stands up, pulling you with him.

'We'll get to it right away,' he says and hurries toward your ship. You go after him, but when you pass the Clone, you kiss his cheek with a smile.

'Thank you, Rex,' you say quietly. He winks at you. You grin and run after your husband. Needless to say, the ship is fine and instead of repairing it, you and Anakin spend the time making out.

For the next month, you travel with Skywalker, Obi-Wan, Ahsoka and sometimes other Jedi. You fight with the Separatists, free planets and try to end the Clone Wars. You spend a lot of time with your husband, get into troubles and risk your life. You love every second of it.

Well, most of it. Sometimes it gets really dangerous. Still, when the Jedi don't require your help, as the new batch of Clones have finally been purchased, you're sad to go home. Or rather, to leave Anakin. But when you fly away on your ship with tears in your eyes, remembering the devastated look Skywalker gave you when you were leaving, you vow to yourself you're going to see him again soon.

Anakin paces outside the Chancellor's door, impatient. He can hear voices from time to time from behind the door, but he's trying his best not to eavesdrop. Still, it's hard not to whenever he hears your voice. By the Force, the last weeks during which he heard it only through communicator have been a torture. So, it's a wonderful change to hear it in person.

'Once again, thank you for agreeing to do this, Your Highness,' the Chancellor says.

'Very grateful, we are,' Master Yoda agrees. 'Important, the negotiations are. Stubborn, the Senator is.'

'Yes, he always was,' you say and your husband's heart skips a beat. 'And don't worry, I'm more than happy to help. And I'm grateful you agreed for my request.'

'It was a rather peculiar one,' Mace Windu says. 'Why did you insist on Skywalker?'

The young Jedi freezes. You're the one who wanted him here? He's thrilled, but it's rather… risky. Why did you do that?

'Because of our past, I fear it may be difficult for me to say "no" to the Senator,' you say slowly. 'And I've heard… the rumors about him. Since General Skywalker is so protective of me, I was hoping he'd be able to help me draw the line.'

Anakin frowns. What are you talking about?

'Ah, yes,' Palpatine says, sounding embarrassed. 'We've all heard about the Senator's… carefree spirit.'

'If unsafe you feel, Your Highness, someone else ask, we can,' Yoda says.

'There's no need,' you deny. 'As long as I have General Skywalker with me, I'll feel perfectly safe.'

Anakin doesn't hear anything more. He tries to understand the meaning of the words you all have said anyway. Should he be worried? Did you get yourself into something dangerous?

Before he finds answers to those questions, the door opens and everyone that was inside, leaves. Your eyes shine immediately when they spot your husband. He has to stop himself from grinning.

'Ah, Skywalker, good,' Windu says and glances at you. 'You're going to act as Princess [Y/N]'s bodyguard during her negotiations with Senator Reykeo Esmovink.'

'Yes, Master,' the younger Jedi says, bowing slightly.

'I'll fill him in on the rest,' you say. 'Have a nice day, Masters Jedi. Chancellor.'

'We look forward to the successful end of the negotiations,' Palpatine says, smiling in that creepy way of his.

'Be careful, Your Highness,' Mace says.

'If help, you need, hesitate to ask, do not,' Yoda adds. You smile at the Jedi and nod. You turn and leave with Anakin close behind you. You leave the Senate and get into your speeder. There your driver makes sure you have privacy. Immediately, your husband cups your face and kisses you. You sigh and melt into the kiss.

'I missed you,' he murmurs against your lips.

'And I missed you,' you gasp and put your arms around his neck. 'So much… but we're going to arrive in my apartments soon.'

He sighs and pulls away. You look into each other's eyes and smile.

'So, what's this all about?' he asks after a beat.

'You know how the Republic is looking for a new trade route?' you ask.

'Ones further from the war zone, yes,' he confirms.

'They found one, but it requires an agreement from the president of Uburba to enter their space,' you explain. 'And he won't do anything without the approval of his senator.'

'What's your role in this?'

'He and I are childhood friends. We haven't talked in years, but when approached about the negotiations, he said he would only talk to me.'

'Okay… and why do you want me to be your bodyguard? Besides the fact you want to spend more time with me.'

'Well, another reason is that he's… a terrible playboy. And I mean it. Ever since he became a senator, finally following into his father's footsteps, he's been known for throwing lavish parties that somehow always end up in… orgies. And whenever he sees a pretty woman, he flirts with her and tries to make her to go to bed with him.'

'And you were friends with someone like that?'

'He was different back then…'

You look away. Sadness fills your eyes. Anakin frowns, something nagging him. Childhood friend. Following into his father's footsteps. Your sad look. His eyes go wide.

'Hold on,' he says. 'Don't tell me he's your first crush.'

You purse your lips and blush. You play nervously with your hair.

'That's another reason why I want you with me,' you say. 'I know you'd find out about it somehow, so I don't want you to worry that… there may be something.'

'But… but you said he's an architect!' he protests. You roll your eyes.

'Oh, he was,' you confirm. 'A marvelous at that. He designed the president's summer house. He loved it so much he made Reykeo his close advisor. Apparently, he discovered he actually likes politics, so with the president's favor he easily became the Senator.'

'I don't like him,' Anakin says after a moment. You raise your eyebrows.

'You haven't even met him!' you protest.

'Doesn't matter, what you said is enough,' he says stubbornly.

'How about you don't listen to gossips and what other people say, and instead make your own opinion about him?' you suggest. 'Or is it about, you know… that I had a crush on him…?'

It's his turn to purse his lips. You cup his face and smile.

'It was long ago,' you say. 'You're the one I love. My heart is yours… my husband.'

He can't help but smile at that. He looks at you and leans to you. You kiss softly. You pull away the moment you feel the speeder slowing down. A moment later the door opens and you leave.

A few hours later, because there's no time to lose, Lanash goes to open the door when she hears the doorbell. Outside is a very handsome man: dark curly hair, green eyes, a handsome suit. In his hands there are flowers.

'Welcome, Senator Esmovink,' your maid greets him and steps aside. 'Princess [Y/N] is awaiting you in the dining room. If you can follow me.'

She closes the door after the man and leads him to the dining room. He has a wide smile when he sets his eyes on you, dressed in an elegant gown and with your hair cascading down your back. But then he notices Anakin. You, however, beam when you notice him.

'Rey, it's been too long,' you say and walk to him.

'I agree, my dear [Y/N],' Reykeo says and, to your surprise and Skywalker's annoyance, kisses your hand. 'You have become a beautiful woman. These are for you.'

'Oh, thank you,' you say, taking the flowers, and look at your husband. 'Allow me to introduce General Anakin Skywalker. He's a Jedi Knight and my friend.'

'Ah, so the Jedi couldn't help but interfere,' Esmovink says, forcing a smile. You hand the flowers to Lanash, shaking your head.

'Not at all, he's here on my request,' you explain, surprising your old friend. 'While I've been in war zone a few times, he's there most of his time, so I'm convinced his insight may be valuable. I trust him completely, so you can be sure his words are true.'

'Very well,' the Senator says and reluctantly extends his hand to your husband. 'It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance.'

'Likewise,' Anakin says, his expression grim. The men shake hands very tightly. Then, you seat to a meal, during which you discuss the deal that would be acceptable to both sides. Or you try, but Reykeo keeps changing the subject. In the end, the night falls and you're no closer to making it work. But Esmovink promises to come tomorrow.

'Well, now that I met him, I can say I only like one thing about him,' Skywalker says once your guest is gone.

'Which is?' you ask. He smiles softly at you.

'Thanks to him I could spend time with you today and I can do so again tomorrow,' he answers. You chuckle and step closer to him. He enwraps you in a hug and kisses the top of your head.

'Will you spend the night here?' you whisper. He sighs.

'I wish I could,' he answers. 'But I'm sure the Council wants the report about today, face to face since we're on the same planet, and it's already late. If I was to make a trip there and here again…'

'I understand,' you sigh and tilt your head to meet his lips with yours. The kiss is long and sweet. Later, when you fall asleep in your bed, you're still smiling at the memory of it.

You're preparing for the day when suddenly you hear Lanash's distressed voice. Before you can go and see what's going on, Reykeo strolls in. You stare at him, surprised.

'Rey, you're much earlier than we agreed on,' you say. He chuckles and spreads his arms.

'Can you blame me I want to spend more time with you?' he asks. 'Without anyone else present?'

'We agreed that General Skywalker's opinion is valuable,' you say. 'You were impressed with his insights yesterday.'

'Yes, and I admit he can help us make it work,' he says and walks closer to you. 'But I want to catch up with you, [Y/N]. We're more than politician and a princess. We were friends, were we not?'

'We were,' you confirm, smiling slightly, but still feeling nervous. 'Very well. Lanash? Can you bring us something to drink?'

Your maid gives the Senator a distrustful look but leaves. You invite Esmovink on the couch.

'Lanash… wasn't that the name of the girl always around you, your governess' daughter?' he asks.

'The one and the same,' you confirm.

'Hm. How the times change,' he says after a moment. You start talking about your lives. When your maid brings you drinks, she lets you know she informed your husband about the situation and he's already on his way. You can only guess how unhappy he is about this development.

'Tell me, [Y/N],' your guest says at some point, 'is there someone special in your life?'

'My family and my people,' you answer.

'I meant romantically,' he chuckles. Your heart skips a beat at the thought of Anakin.

'I'm married to my duty,' you lie.

'Me as well,' he sighs, putting away his drink. He moves closer to you. You tense. Even more when he puts a hand on your knee.

'But maybe it doesn't have to be this way,' he purrs, slowly going higher with his hand.

'Yes, it must,' you say firmly, knocking his hand of your leg. He chuckles.

'Come on, darling,' he says and grins. 'I remember very well you had a crush on me when we were younger.'

'I didn't know you were aware of it,' you say after a bit, slightly embarrassed.

'Oh, I was, and I was flattered, but… at the time I only thought of you as a younger sister, so I didn't say anything, not wanting to ruin our friendship,' he says and looks you up and down with appreciation. 'But now… you've become a fine woman. Imagine, what it would mean for our planets and the Republic-'

'No,' you interrupt him harshly. You stand up and walk away. He slowly raises to his feet as well. You shake your head.

'I used to have feelings for you,' you admit. 'But it was years ago. We both were different people then.'

'It doesn't mean you can't feel something again,' he insists, taking your hand in his.

'Rey, don't,' you say, pulling your hand free from his grasp. You turn around, your heart beating fast.

'It's that Jedi, isn't it?' he asks. You tense.

'General Skywalker?' you ask, trying to act surprised. 'We're friends, nothing more.'

'Then why was he glaring at me whenever I made you laugh yesterday?' he asks.

'You're confused,' you insist, feeling a knot forming in your stomach.

'Isn't it forbidden for a Jedi to have romantic ties?' he asks and you hear a hint of malice in his voice. 'He would be banished from the Order, would he not?'

'There is nothing romantic between he and I.'

'Then there is absolutely nothing to stop us from doing this.'

You frown. You're about to ask what he means, but then you feel his arms on your shoulder and he turns you around. You feel fear when you see a glint of lust in his eyes. He dips you and leans his face to yours.

'Rey! Rey, no!' you say loudly, panicked. 'Mpf!'

He kisses you and your eyes go wide. Just at that moment the door opens and Anakin walks in with a very grim expression on his face. But when he sees what's happening, his expression turns to shock and then to fury.

'Get away from her!' he shouts, pointing his finger at Reykeo. Esmovink lets you go and turns around in surprise, clearly not expecting Skywalker to show up so quickly. But before he can say anything, your husband starts clenching his fist, while his arm is still extended toward the Senator. Your former friend is raised in the air and starts choking. Then, Anakin waves his hand toward the wall and that's were Reykeo flies, hitting it hard.

You stare at Skywalker with shock. He ignites his lightsaber and walks toward Esmovink. Your heart starts beating furiously.

'Anakin, no!' you protest, shaking your head. You're furious at the Senator for what he did but you don't want any fight in here.

'Why don't you try fighting like a man without your Jedi tricks?' your former friend taunts, standing up. Your husband turns off his weapon and throws it away. He smirks.

'Oh, it would be my pleasure,' he says and advances at Reykeo, then takes a battle stance, while Esmovink does the same. You stare at them, bewildered.

Anakin is faster. He punches the Senator on the face, causing him to land on his knees with a groan. Then he hits him again, making him land on his back. He starts punching him.

'Both of you stop this!' you demand.

'You don't have a say in this!' Skywalker says, glancing at you. It allows your former friend to kick him off of himself and sit up.

'I thought you said he didn't have feelings for you?' he mocks, glancing at you, and stands up. They face each other again and your husband looks at you with hurt. You respond with an apologetic one, because while you hated lying about your relationship to protect you both, you know it still caused him pain. But he turns that into anger and throws himself at Reykeo with a scream.

'Ahhh! I see you for what you truly are!' he shouts, hitting Esmovink, not allowing him to punch back. He pushes him on the couch, making him tumble over it.

'You're a serpent, a traitor!' Anakin says. The Senator kicks him in the face and jumps on his feet. They resume their fight.

'Please! Stop this! No!' you beg with tears in your eyes.

'Is that all you got?' Skywalker taunts. They advance on each other. They grab each other's shoulder and start pushing.

'You should accept that the Princess has other interests than you,' your former friend pants. The Jedi headbutts him with a yell. He lifts him with the Force and throws him on the table, causing it to break. Then, he runs to him, grabs him and throws him on the ground.

'Skywalker, you fool,' Reykeo grunts. He gets punched again. Your husband turns him on his back and starts punching his face hard.

'Stop it! Anakin, stop!' you shout, running to him. 'What are you doing?'

You make a move to pull him away, but at that moment he takes a swing and ends up elbowing you in the face. You gasp and fall on your bottom. Skywalker immediately stops and stares at you in horror, while you look at him with bewilderment, touching your face.

'I'm sorry…' he says and stares at his hands with shock. You feel hands on your arms. You turn your head and see concerned Lanash.

'My lady?' she asks with worry.

'I'm okay,' you say quietly.

'Your Highness?!' you hear Hawk's voice. You roll your eyes. Finally, something has alarmed them.

'Come in immediately,' you order, your voice loud. Your bodyguard and a few other guards rush in. They stare in surprise at Anakin sitting on a very beaten up Reykeo.

'Senator Esmovink has… made unwanted advances on me,' you say, not looking at either of the men. 'General Skywalker arrived just in time. But because they're both men, the fight broke out. If you could escort the Senator out.'

'Certainly, Your Highness,' Hawk says, glaring at your former friend. He tries to protest but no one listens to him. The guards take him out.

'Oh, Princess [Y/N]!' C-3PO exclaims, rushing to you. 'Are you all right?'

'Threepio, could you take a look at Anakin?' you ask.

'Of course, Your Highness,' the droid answers and turns to Skywalker. 'Please, Master Anakin, come with me.'

'[Y/N]-' your husband starts. You look at him and force a smile.

'I'll be all right,' you assure him. 'Go with Threepio. We… we'll talk later.'

He nods reluctantly and follows C-3PO. You stand up with Lanash's help and she leads you toward your bedroom. You stop by the threshold. There's a small table and on it is a bowl with popcorn. You give your maid a look.

'What?' she asks. 'I've waited for that since yesterday. And it was better than I imagined. Except the elbow part.'

You shake your head with disbelief and allow her to take a look at you in your bedroom. When Threepio finishes with Anakin and he goes to find you, you're already back in the living room, staring at the ruined table. He walks to you sheepishly.

'The Jedi Council, the Senate and my father have been informed that Senator Esmovink tried to… force his advances on me,' you say before he can speak up. 'They're all outraged, obviously. My father especially. He called the president of Uburba immediately. He fears retaliation from my dad, so he called Esmovink home and removed him from his position. Then, to calm everyone down, he agreed on a very good deal for the Republic. It's over.'

'Do they know…' he starts hesitantly.

'I told them I asked him to stop and then you asked him to move away but he didn't listen and made you fight him,' you respond after a moment. 'You fought with him to protect me. All of that is true.'

'I attacked him because I was furious that he dared to kiss you,' he says after a beat. 'I wanted to kill him. Show him you're mine.'

'I am yours. You don't have to beat every guy to show it.'

'But they don't know that! No one does…'

'We knew how it's going to be when we decided for this relationship and then to get married. They can't know. Not yet.'

'Then when? What if I'm tired of it? What if I want them all to know?'

You don't respond for a moment. Finally, you look at him, pain in your eyes. You're tired, so much tired, he can see it in your eyes. And he can see a bruise on your face. He deflates immediately and hesitantly reaches out to you. When you don't pull away, he caresses your cheek gently.

'I'm so sorry…' he whispers, tears welling up in his eyes. 'I… I don't know what happened to me. It was like… anger took control over me. I shouldn't have let that happened. I hurt you because of that.'

You touch his hand on your cheek. You smile slightly.

'I forgive you,' you say, surprising him. 'I know you would never hurt me intentionally. But what happened today… you letting anger control your actions… it can never happen again.'

'It won't, I swear,' he promises, falling on his knees. He puts his arms around your waist and lays his head on your knees. You play with his hair.

'Tell me what you need,' you whisper. 'I'm here, Anakin. Just tell me how I can help.'

'I will,' he whispers. 'But for now… I just want to hold you. Can I?'

'Of course,' you answer, nodding. 'It's perfectly all right.'

You stay like that for a long time. It's not perfectly well. But you made a first step and you know you can fix it.

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This can also be found on Archive of Our Own: https://archiveofourown.org/works/60214684/chapters/154642582

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House Of Memories (12/?)

Obi-Wan Kenobi x Padawan!reader

Warnings: bad dreams, angst, confessions?? kinda idk

Summary: You tell Padme what has been weighing on your mind since your meditation, and later that night Anakin dreams of his mother

A/n: okay this is the second update, you all have been fed, now let me sleep... zzZZ

Words: 2.8k

Anakin had earlier today expressed to you some feelings about how things were going with Padme, claiming that he had, and I quote, 'Warmed her up to the idea of being together, but can't get her to commit to it.'

He told you about the kiss on the balcony, though you'd already seen that when it happened. You were sympathetic with him and wanted to help in any way you could. The way he described her to you, you knew he was deeply in love. He had told you that nothing was worse than a love you knew was reciprocated yet you could not act on it. You could think of one thing worse. Unrequited love. A love so unconditional, that it would never waiver, and never leave you. A love that would torment you as long as you lived because you would know the other person your heart was meant for did not feel the same for you. You knew that it was your fate, and you'd accepted it a while ago. Now, you swore you would make it your business to ensure that Anakin did not feel the same pain you did every day.

You had organized a picnic with her kitchen staff, that very night, letting Anakin surprise her with the romantic outing the next day, just the two of them. Anakin was more than capable of keeping her safe, and you needed some time, uninterrupted, to meditate.

You meditated in the bright sun of the afternoon, connecting yourself to the force and letting it become one with you. You closed your eyes and breathed deeply, reaching out across the expanse of the universe and trying to find it, the signature that kept you calm.

As well as you were handling this first mission on your own, even with Anakin by your side, you felt homesick. Home is where the heart is, so no, you did not yearn to be back on Coruscant. Quite the opposite, actually. This planet was so graceful in so many ways, you loved the atmosphere, and the beauty in everything you saw. Your heart was aching for another reason. Home is where the heart is, and your heart, whether he'd accepted it or not, was with Obi-Wan Kenobi.

The council saw it when you were very young, the force bond you had with a certain at-the-time padawan learner. They knew he was the only one who could get through to you when you were scared, or when you were having a hard time behaving with the other children. Others might say it was just because you were fond of each other, but it went much deeper than that. It went to a place that was now a bit rare in the order. You could find each other's presence, even when one of you was off-world, and you could grab hold of the other's signature. It was a gift that most Jedi never received, and you were grateful to have it be a part of you. You didn't know what you would do without the constant comfort of Obi-Wan's force presence.

You reached out further into the vast expanse, in a timeless place, where silence ruled the outer space. The heat of the sun was belting down onto your skin, but not a burn it left, only warmth, and a few drops of sweat to your brow. It was accommodated by the fresh breeze, blowing into your face and picking up a few strands of hair, lifting them around with a small gust each time.

You finally found it, the familiar signature, and reached out to grab hold of it, but something was blocking you from doing so. You hesitated, then reached out again, trying your best to subdue any doubts that may have caused you to fail the first time. You didn't think that had been the problem, though, and it wasn't. He was blocking you out. On purpose. He never did that. Even when he had been fairly annoyed with you, he always welcomed your signature, claiming that it soothed him, the vibrant nature of it.

"Obi?" you whispered, mostly to yourself, attempting one more time to grab hold and keep it tightly. Again, you were spat back out on the other side, but there was fear in the rejection. There was pain, and there was fear. There was an immense amount of weight you felt on top of you, and you opened your eyes, disconnecting from your time of meditation to realize what the situation must be. Obi-Wan was in trouble, and from what you could feel, it was most likely a mortal danger.

You stood up, trying to settle your breathing before you started walking around the grounds to see if Padme and Anakin had returned yet. It appeared that they had, and you went to see if you could sneak a conversation with Anakin.

"How was your picnic?" Your cheerful voice entering the room would have led them to believe that nothing was the matter with you. You could put on a facade if you needed to.

"Absolutely wonderful. Your fellow padawan was very good company, I thank you for organizing it for us," she said, standing up from her seat to greet you. Her politeness was ever so strong, you wished you could be that polite. Obi-Wan was that polite, too.

"No need to thank me, though I made the arrangements, it was originally his idea."

"Well, either way, I thank you for assisting. If you both will excuse me, I will go and get changed for dinner, then we may discuss more," she told you both, walking out to meet her hand maid that had been waiting at the door since they both arrived back.

You waited until they had gone out of earshot, peeking around the corner to be sure that they had left, then you turned back to Anakin, the worried look coming across your eyes very quickly.

"Anakin, something has happened," you told him, but he seemed to be off in wonderland, smiling as he laid his head against the large chair.

"Yes, it has, she's finally starting to consider me as a real option, and I think I'm going to tell her tonight."

"Tell her what?" you allowed the conversation to take a slight detour on account of your curiosity.

"That I love her," he said, the dopiest look upon his features, but it suited him well. Perhaps you wouldn't tell Anakin about your meditation just yet. Though at times he claimed that your shared master slowed him down, he cared for Obi-Wan dearly, as if they were family, and he would give up his chance at happiness to save him if something were really wrong.

"That's wonderful, Anakin."

"It is... I know you don't understand it, but love lifts you higher than any place in the galaxy. It's made me realize things about myself that I never thought could be true," he stated, his voice so full of admiration, not even for Padme at the moment, but just the feelings he had for her.

You knew exactly what he meant, and contrary to his belief, you did understand it. You hadn't been able to share one on one moments with Obi-Wan like he had with Padme, but you believed that if it were ever a thing to happen, you would cherish the moments and keep them close to you all the days of your life. The best days you've had have been by his side. You supposed you had some alone time after you'd been kidnapped. You were in the med unit for two days, constantly being pumped full of substances like bacta and magsol for the pain. He'd sat by your bed for as many hours a day as they would allow him to, and he would hold your hand, or read you a book from the archives. You weren't even conscious the whole time those moments happened, but you stored away every memory you could keep, and brought them to the surface some nights when you felt lonely.

"I hope one day I can experience a love like yours and Padme's," and you spoke it with the truth. It was all you'd ever wanted.

You hoped that perhaps after dinner you would be able to tell him, or maybe even Padme about what you felt was wrong, but for now, you left the room, readying yourself to have a meal with the both of them.

After dinner, they seemed to have held a rather tension filled conversation, for they split apart, and you couldn't seem to talk to one about the other without them trying desperately to change the subject.

You supposed you would do just that, as you sat in Padme's bed quarters, helping her into her nighttime attire as she sent home her handmaid early. She'd told you that she was sorry to ask of your assistance, but that the maid had a sick daughter she had only then warned Padme of. You loved to hear of her kindness and had no problem of helping her with the things she needed it.

"I didn't want to spoil the mood earlier; I know you and-" You cut yourself off, wondering if you should even mention him, but decided that they would have to get over themselves eventually. "I know you and Anakin had a lovely time this afternoon."

"That's alright, what troubles you?"

You took in a deep breath, unsure of how to phrase it to her. It was sometimes hard to explain your force bond with Obi-Wan to others you weren't well acquainted with the force, but she was intelligent, and you knew she would catch on rather quickly.

"I meditated today, for the first time since arriving. I always try and find my master's presence when I do. His signature calms me," you paused, seeing that she had already taken to your words with understanding, awaiting you to continue. "I found it, but it seemed to be blocked, like he was keeping me out. I felt anguish with it, and I think he's in trouble."

"Master Kenobi is a capable man, I'm sure if there was any danger, he probably only blocked you out as a precaution to keep you safe."

You nodded, knowing that perhaps she was right, and perhaps you were being horribly paranoid over nothing... but maybe you weren't. You knew your master like no one in this galaxy. You'd known him longer than Anakin even did, and paid close attention to every little detail of his being... something just felt off.

"You could be right, I could be worrying over nothing," your eyebrows furrowed, and you took a deep breath in with closed eyes before admitting what you'd only ever told to one more person, who just so happened to be a Sith Lord, "I just feel connected to him, and I can sometimes feel what he feels. I think..."

You hesitated. Did you really want to tell her? Not that you didn't trust her, but you weren't sure if you wanted someone you knew closer to you to have this information. That would make it real. It was already real, but it was a mystery, yet to be unwrapped. This would present itself as an open book, telling her would.

You almost wanted it to be real. You wished it was. Maybe telling someone with experience in that area could help you to understand the depth of your love, and what you were willing to do to keep it.

"I think I feel the same way for Obi-Wan that Anakin feels about you," you sighed out the rest of the air in your lungs after you let out your words. Your heart raced at the confession, even to someone who wasn't him. You were happier having said it out loud. "I love him."

"Oh," she said, processing everything this brought to the table. She had just had this conversation with Anakin, about how they would be forced to live secret lives, hiding their love in the shrouds of darkness if they were to let it continue. Of course, perhaps being within the same order could help things. "I see."

"If I have brought discomfort to you upon sharing these things-"

"No, you haven't. I just wonder," she wanted to be kind, but having known the age and status of Master Kenobi, she doubted it was a possibility of the two of you sharing the same feeling. She didn't want to encourage something that could only hurt you in the future, she liked you far too much for that. "Does Obi-Wan know of your feelings?"

"No, I could never tell him. I don't believe I should tell Anakin either. He would only become more aggressive towards Obi-Wan."

"I understand. I want you to know you have my strictest confidence in what you have shared with me," she stood, facing you and reaching out for your hand, giving it a gentle squeeze to ensure you she was telling the truth.

"Thank you, really you have no idea what it means to me to have a friend in you."

With that, you helped ready her for bed, then left, going back to the shared room you'd been keeping with Anakin for the time you'd been here. He had made a joke about you waking up one morning and he'd be gone, probably in the senator's room, but it had yet to happen, so you refrained from joking about it further.

You settled onto the bed across from his, ready to sleep with the exhaustion the day had given you, but as soon as your head hit the pillow, you heard it. The soft words from Anakin's mouth as he slept.

"No," he got louder, beginning to move around.

He was having a nightmare. You sensed it upon the intensity of it growing in the confines of his mind. It was his mother again. She was in danger.

"Please, no," he cried, probably loud enough to reach the other rooms on the other side of the walls.

You climbed out of bed, going to his and kneeling down gently next to him, you tried not to wake him, because waking Anakin in the middle of the night, nightmare or not, was a dangerous action.

"Shhh," you tried to calm him, placing both hands at the side of his head, and focusing your energy on his mind.

Normally it was quite easy to draw away any bad things that swirled around in there, pulling them all out and replacing them with only good things. It had become rather hard this time, and when you locked onto the nightmare, it stuck to you, like your tunic to your back when you were sweaty from training, it would not peel away from you, and you began to see the horrors that he did. You started to panic, unable to leave the nightmare, or even his mind for that matter.

You freaked out, sending a jolt through the both of you, waking him as he sat up straight, and causing you to fall back into the headboard. He turned to you, breathing rapidly, checking his surroundings for anything irregular and settling on the fact that you were there with him.

"What happened?" he wasn't asking about the nightmare; you knew that much. You were there experiencing it with him, and it was brutal.

"I tried to take it away... It wouldn't leave you, and it tried to hold me in with it."

You'd heard of visions through the force, small scenes from the future. You hated to admit it, but they were impenetrable, unlike dreams, which you could easily take away or alter to your liking. If this was truly one of those visions, then that meant...

"It felt so real," he let out, and you nodded.

It was a good few minutes before he even tried to sleep again, only on your offer that you would try and guide his mind to a state of unconsciousness.

There were several failed attempts before it became so late that the sun was peaking over the ridge of the far most lake you could see. You weren't going to give up on him, he needed his rest, but you feared your efforts were making you more tired and causing you to fail.

"You should probably get to bed; I'm going to meditate for a while," he said, sitting up next to you and patting your shoulder. You could barely keep your eyes open, but you'd be damned if you'd let him tell you what to do when it wasn't mission related.

"I'm fine, I don't want you to have to stay up," you muttered through a yawn, proving his point and dismissing your own completely.

"Thank you, but no. You always take care of me, it's time I do the same for you."

He picked you up up off of his bed and carried you to your own, where you weren't even able to adjust to a more comfortable position before you were out like a light.

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