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skyguys-princess · 4 months ago

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sub anakin for the soul plspslslsll

𝐎𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐒𝐞𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞 — 𝐀.𝐒

Pairings: Sub Anakin Skywalker x Senator reader

Summary: after Anakin is assigned as your body guard. The tensions build, catching him jacking off in your office. You hear him, deciding to teach him a lesson.

Warning/s: mommy kink, masturbation, pet names, p in v, overstim, nipple play…

Author's notes: This was fun to write, way longer than I expected. But hope you enjoy, requests are open guys.

You sighed, stepping past the doorway into your chambers. Running your fingers through your hair, unweaving the elaborate hairstyle. Your handmaidens had put together meticulously. Letting the braids fall into loose waves, the tension on your scalp easing.

You shrugged off your camisole, the light fabric sliding down your shoulders. Before tossing it into the laundry hamper. Rolling out your shoulders you walked over to your liquor cabinet. Grabbing a wine glass, and your favourite bottle. Pouring yourself a glass, taking a long sip. You walk over to your office, you slowly slide the door open. Freezing as soon as the word, ‘mommy’ meets your ears. Followed by harsh pants, leaning against the doorframe. Your gaze fixated on the Jedi Padawan located in your chair, with his lean hand. Wrapped around his surprisingly girth cock, pumping his shaft up and down. The sheen layer of his precum coating his length, and the noise echoed throughout your office. “Oh y/n! Mommy,” the words escape his pretty lips.

You hum softly, clicking your tongue against the roof of your mouth. Anakin was too lost in pleasure to hear you, his orgasm washing over him. Seed splattering across your desk, he whimpers. Curling in on himself, as his cock throbbing in his hand.

“I certainly hope you’re going to clean that,” you speak up. Sipping on your glass of wine, Anakin’s eyes widen in obvious surprise. His eyes looking like they were going to pop out of the sockets. His cheeks flushing a bright red, comparable to that of a tomato.

“Y/n! I- uh- I,” he stutters. Stumbling out of the chair, covering his privates. Grabbing a handful of tissues, wiping at your desk. “I- I’m so sorry. I’m so sorry,” his eyes tear up in embarrassment. While you walk over to him, “I-“ you cut him off by cupping his face.

“Would you calm down please?” He whimpers in response to your words, his hands clamping over his cock. His legs folding under him, as he looked up at you. With those big, blue watery eyes.

He nods, “m’ sorry. I’m so, so sorry.” He whispers, breathlessly. His body trembling ever so slightly. A few tears spilling over his waterline. He wipes his hand off on his thigh, slowly reaching for your wrist. Gently wrapping his fingers around it, waiting for you to protest. When you don’t, he leans into your touch. Closing his eyes, trapping his bottom lip with his teeth. “Do you… hate me now?” He mumbles, sheepishly.

Your brows pull together, “no of course not.” You reply, while running your thumbs along the path his tears had made. Wiping away the salty trail, his eyes slowly fluttering open. Looking up at you, with those puppy dog eyes.

“You don’t?” He questions in disbelief, his pupils expanding.

“Of course not, though I must admit. I am a tad curious,” twirling his Padawan braid around your finger. He bites his lip again, watching you intently.

“Curious?” He repeats, his eyes raking over your features.

“Yes, it’s not everyday that I come home to my assigned Jedi body guard. Jerking off in my chair, sweetheart.” His cheeks flush at your blunt recollection, but he spaces out when you call him ‘sweetheart.’ His eyes squeezing shut.

He gulps down the lump in his throat, “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to,” he excuses.

“Stop apologising,” you grip his chin. “You didn’t mean too?” Your brow raising, “you accidentally rubbed one out, hmm?” You teased, making him squirm. He tried to rise a little, but his shaky legs couldn’t support his weight. You set your wine glass on the table, releasing your grip on him. Sitting down on your chair, while Anakin remained in his kneeled position. Right in front of your lap, looking up at you. You leaned back, “show me.” You order, looking down at him.

He blinks rapidly, “pardon?”

You sigh through your nose, “show me how you touch yourself.” You order, looking down at him. His eyes widening when he fathoms what you are asking of him.

He looks down at his crotch, “you want me to touch myself… while you watch?” He clarifies in disbelief. You nod, amused by his reaction. His cheeks flushing bright pink. As he hesitantly wraps his right hand around his cock. His other hand still clinging to your wrist. He whimpers softly, slowly pumping his sensitive cock.

Looking up at you for approval as he starts humping his fist. Resting his heavy head on your knee. His plump bottom lip trembling, “mommy.” He whines, and you rake your fingers through his hair. His body trembling as your nails lightly graze over his scalp, sending shivers down his spine. His gaze flicks down to his arching tip, he was rubbing raw. Begging for release, “mommy I’m gonna cum.” He buries his face into your plush thigh. His words laced with his need for your approval and permission.

You tilt your head, looking down at him. “Yeah?” You ask, a mocking tone to your voice. He nods rapidly, hearing the slick sounds of his hand stroking his cock ferociously. His lip trembling, his wide eyes watering. You take your fingers through his short hair, tugging softly. “Cum,” you order.

On command his cheeks flush, “ahh!” He yelps, his warm seed spurting from the blushing tip once again. Coating all over his fist and onto your dress, he whimpers. Collapsing in on himself in exhaustion. Panting to catch his breath, his chest heaving.

You look down at the mess he made on your dress and all over his lap. Watching him slump against your thigh, “mmm… don’t get too relaxed. I’m not done with you yet darling.” He pipes up at your words, looking up at you lazily.

“There’s more?” He asks softly, his tone pitchier. You chuckle softly at his question, his naivety exposing itself. You place your arms under his shoulders, into the crook of his armpits. Scooping him up, sitting him atop the furniture. He gasps as it meets the sensitive skin of his butt, tugging off his pants and boxers. He watches you intently, his head cocked to the side in interest.

“Yes, there’s more.” Your eyes rake over his features, all the way down to his semi-hard cock. “If that’s what you want?” He nods, enthusiastic but still tired from his multiple orgasms. You continue undressing him, “need words Ani.” You press lightly.

He clears his throat, a little embarrassed at his apparent eagerness. “Yes, sorry yes definitely.” He nods, slower this time. Helping you pull his shirt over his head, laying him onto his back. He shivers making contact with the desk, “what now?” He mumbles, looking up at you.

You turn away, lifting your hair up. “Mind unbuttoning me sweetheart?” His eyes widen, sitting up immediately.

“Of course,” he mutters. Gently unbuttoning each one, till your dress started sliding down your shoulders. He gently pushed your sleeves down, watching your dress pool by your feet. Leaving you in your undergarments. You catch his eyes raking over your form as you turn back to face him. Reaching out to cup his cheek, slowly pushing him back down onto his back. You watch his wide eyes take in your form as you reach back, unclasping your bra. Letting it slide down your shoulders, and to the floor. With a soft ‘thud,’ Anakin’s cheeks flushing a brighter pink at the sight of your bare breasts. His licks his lips absentmindedly, coating them in a light layer of his saliva. Glistening from the lights in your office, his arms tremble. With the overwhelming urge to touch you. “C- can I?” He pants.

You raise a brow, tauntingly. “Can you what?” You question, hooking your thumbs in the waistband of your panties. Slowly dragging them down, watching his gaze follow your motion.

He swallows down the lump in his throat, “can I… touch you?” He all but whispers, his gaze flickering between your exposed mound and your breasts. You hum in response, keeping him on the edge of his seat. Before nodding, to which he instantly sits up. His erect cock hitting the soft skin of his lower stomach, making his breath hitch. His big hands slowly reach out, meeting your eyes. As he cups your breasts, looking back down at them. He softly kneads the flesh, watching it pool between his fingers. Making you let out a soft moan, and he trembles from the sound. His sore cock throbbing.

He gulps slowly, as your panties pool by your feet. He can’t help but cast his gaze further down, finally meeting your pussy. A small whine escapes his parted lips, making you chuckle softly.

“Having second thoughts?” You speak up, breaking the silence. He immediately shakes his head.

“No, no, no.” He huffs out, looking up at you. Eyes wide and full of wonder, “please?” He pleads, his voice soft. Just above a whisper, you nod.

“Okay darling,” slowly pushing him back onto his back. He whimpers softly as his back meets the surface of the desk, parting his legs wider. You smile softly at his reaction, running your hands up his thighs. Squeezing the soft flesh, making him moan.

You climb onto the desk, hovering over him. Before sitting yourself on his lap, straddling him. Just below his aching member. He whimpers, clutching onto your hips. “More please,” he whines. Making a subtle smirk tug at your lips, you raise yourself. His hands following your hips, as one of your own grasp his cock tightly. “Uhh,” he gasps. His hips bucking instinctively. You slowly glide the tip along your fold, his precum smearing along the skin. “Ahh… mmm… mommy.” He whimpers at the stimulation, his eyes squeezing shut.

“You’re doing so well for me baby,” you speak up. Guiding the tip to your slick entrance, slowly lowering yourself onto his length. Making him gasp, as you feel his thick cock part your walls.

“Oh, hnnng.” His fingers dig into your hips, bucking a little. His eyes still squeezed shut as he pants, whimpering as you bottom out. Moaning softly, you tip your head back. Starting to rock your hips slowly, “oh fuck.” He whimpers, “feels so good mommy.” You start picking up speed, the sound of skin slapping skin echoing in the room. You place your hands on his chest for support. Bouncing on his cock faster, feeling it throb inside of you. Too caught up in your pleasure to realise he was grabbing at your breasts. “Mmm… mommy m’ gonna cum!”

You ignore his whines, continuing your pace. Before you know it his hot seed pumps into your pussy. Coating your walls white with his cum. You keep going and he starts squeezing your boobs, clinging on. “Mommy! S’ too much,” he whines. His body trembling, from his release.

“Stop whining,” you reply. Riding him harder, he whimpers. Kicking his legs, feeling your walls tighten around his length. Tipping you head back as your orgasm washes over you. Your walls clamping around Anakin’s length, making his cum again with a cry. You slow down, catching your breath from your climax.

Anakin pants, trying to recover from his climax. Eyes transfixed on your genitals, watching his cock soften inside you slowly. His hands gripping your breasts, running his thumbs along your nipples. He slowly sits up, looking up at you. “Wow…” he whispers breathlessly. He looks down at your nipples, “can I?” He asks softly, a little drool escaping the corner of his mouth. You nod, and he immediately latches his mouth onto your nipple. Encasing his soft lips around it, sucking softly. As he kneads the flesh of your breasts, squeezing and tugging.

You look down at him, running your fingers through his hair. “Well… we better get you cleaned up, little Jedi.” You whisper.

(dividers by starovis + chilumitos)

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rexxdjarin · 1 year ago

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Rexxdjarin OC's

OC: Mari Vontas

Mari Vontas Intro Post

How did you come up with Mari?

Mari Intro Info Dump

Rex and Mari headcanons

Rex's Early Mornings at Mari's Pre-CL

Rex Tells Mari about Fives Pre-CL

Pre-Captain's Log Rex and Mari crumbs

Rex & Mari art

Captain's Log Ch 7 Rex & Mari art

Mari is Fiery blurb

Mari holding Rex blurb

Mari faceclaim reference

Mari & StepDad!Rex AU blurb

Rex and Mari Mirror Anakin and Padme blurb

Mari and Rex are Sensual af blurb

Mari finds Post-Stasis!Kix blurb

Rex and Mari headcanons

Sub Space!Mari after sleeping with Rex

Mari's Relationship to the Commanders

Mari sending Rex holos

Mari Backstory

Mari in the Senate funny blurb

Mari comming Rex from 79s

Mari is balanced by Rex blurb

Rex and Mari making out photo reference

Mari's Tooka and how she got her

Rex eating Mari out thot

Mari faceclaim photo

Rex and Mari quickie thot

Mari OC Headcanons asks

Mari OC Headcanons asks Part 2

yet another Mari faceclaim photo reference

Mari and abandonment issues

Mari is Rex's favorite Welcome Home art

Rex and Mari Date Nights on Coruscant art

Mari seducing Rex blurb

Mari after Umbara blurb

Mari and her glow lily art

Mari Pin Up Photo Commissioned Art

Night at the Hotel Pool (Rex x Mari NSFW Art)

Favorite Things about Rex & Mari's relationship blurb

Rex and Mari thots

Rex and Mari OC Asks

Rex and Mari OC Ask Game Part II

Rex and Mari OC Ask Game Part III

Rex and Mari OC Ask Game Part IV

Mari's pretty lace panties thot

Rex and Mari angst/comfort blurb

Mari face art

Rex and Mari in their bunk NSFW art

Twi'lek OC: Zeeta

Zeeta art (spicy on ao3)

Fully Clothed Zeeta art

A Little About Zeeta

Out of Our Element (Wolffe x Zeeta fic)

Reunited (Wolffe x Zeeta NSFW art)

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OC: Teza Kirso

Introducing Teza

#oc: mari vontas #twi'lek oc: zeeta #oc: teza kirso #rexxdjarin writes #rexxdjarin #rexxdjarin ocs

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missmimieux · 2 years ago

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“you are more than you know” CH. 5

A/N: I couldn’t wait to start writing this chapter so, I didn’t. This is my favorite chapter so far and I hope you all like how the story is progressing!

Side note: I probably should’ve categorized this as a dark/possessive! Ani fic. My bad :/. But yeah, if dark! characters are not your thing, i wouldn’t read this.

Summary: Reader grows increasingly wary of her force bond with her master. Mando tries to help her escape her past, and it definitely doesn’t go to plan.

Pairing: Darth Vader x f! Reader, Mando x f! Reader

Warnings: angst, fluff, dark!ani, choking, drowning, threats, mentions of murder and dying, dom/sub undertones, crying, swimming, hand holding, manipulation, almost passing out.

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The hazy sun started to set on Corvus and the Mandalorian had retired to his quarters for some well deserved rest. You both planned on figuring out your course of action the next day. As you laid on the hard metal, with a thermal blanket wedged in between your back and the floor, you found it nearly impossible to sleep. Your mind was racing as you replayed every moment with Anakin over and over in your head, with a new perspective. After a few restless hours the sun creeped on to the horizon ahead. You decided to sit by the little pond outside the ship to get some fresh air. The crunch of branches and debris echoed around you as you made your way to a tree stump by the pond. You rested your head on your hand as you watched the little ripples float by. You thought about the last time you had gone swimming, and honestly you couldn’t remember. You forgot what the cold rush of natural water felt like. You took off your boots and treaded carefully to the water’s edge. You sat in the slightly damp dirt and dipped your feet into the water. In an instant your splitting headache was back. Oh no, this can’t be good. You felt yourself being dragged by your feet into the water. You flipped over in an attempt to claw your way out but the force that pulled you was too strong. Your head was submerged and your surroundings went dark as you screwed your eyes shut. You panicked, thrashing about trying to get whatever it was off of you. You could hear the water moving wildly around you. Suddenly you felt pressure on your throat, you couldn’t distinguish what it was. You opened your eyes, expecting to find some hideous sea creature. A face appeared in the rippling flashes of light from the rising sun. Anakin.

Your muffled screams did little to detour him. The pressure around your neck increased, and your thrashing became sporadic. His laugh bounced around your head. “Don’t make me do this, bunny.” His smile was blinding in the water’s reflection. “Tell me I’m what you want. We both know it’s true…let’s make this easy on both of us, hmm?” Your screams became louder and more desperate, despite knowing their lack of effect on the surface. Anakin squeezed your throat with even more force and you knew you were done for. “If you don’t come with me right now, I will kill your fucking Mandalorian and kidnap you if I have to.” You placed your hand on your throat, expecting to feel his hand there, but all you felt was your skin. You tried one last attempt at saving yourself, mustering up what little strength you had left. Through the force you spoke to him. “Anakin, please, don’t do this to me.” The pressure around your neck was ripped away and he looked at you with a stunned expression. “Where did you hear that? How dare you call me by that name! You have no idea who you’re dealing wi...”

Anakin didn’t have time to finish his sentence before you were being pulled out of the water by Mando. You were barely coherent, coughing and throwing up water. Mando laid you on your side and propped you up on his thighs to prevent you from choking again. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. You thought to yourself. Mando shook you and called out your name, waiting for your reply to a question he asked about a minute ago. “Y/N, Y/N! Are you ok?” he asked in a rather frazzled, out of character tone. You held out a thumbs up and tried to roll off his legs and sit up straight. You plopped on to your butt and stared at the now placid pond. What the fuck?, you thought to yourself, you hadn’t realized that you said it out loud. “Um, yeah! What the fuck was that? “ Mando practically yelled. You shook your head and shrugged your shoulders in defeat. You nearly died, he almost killed you. Mando interrupted your inner monologue, “Do you not know how to swim or something?” you nodded, “Yes, I do know how to swim.”, your voice was so hoarse you barely even recognized it. You coughed again. Mando froze. You practically fell backwards when Mando grabbed your face and examined your neck. “Kriff! What the fuck happened to your neck?” You freaked out. “Is it bad? Maker…how bad is it Mando?”. He kept moving your head around to get a better look at it. “You look like you got choked, or something. Did an animal attack you?”. You laughed, “Yeah, he’s an animal alright.” Mando paused, “He?…no, don’t tell me this was Vader?” your gaze dropped to the ground. The Mandalorian let go of your face, “how?”, he asked quietly. You shook your head and shrugged again, “I really don’t know,. One minute I was putting my feet in the water, the next he was trying to kill me.” Mando leaned back against the stump you were sitting on earlier and let out a sigh. Tears filled your eyes as the severity of the situation set in. “Mando, what do I do? I can’t hide from him…he’s going to kill me!” You scooted closer to him and placed your hand on his shoulder. “Thank you for saving me, but I’m sorry you had to in the first place. I -I don’t know how to tell you this…”. Mando removed his gaze from his shoulder to your face, “what?” he asked roughly. “He, um, he told me he’s going to kill you too. He’s going to kill you and take me with him.” Mando laughed incredulously, “You’re joking? What do I have to do with this?”. You sighed and said , “I know, I’m so sorry for getting you into this. But I just know he’s going to kill everyone in his way, and right now, you’re the only one stopping him.” Mando deflated into the dead tree stump and thought to himself. Silence fell between you as you awaited Mando’s next words. He huffed and looked at you, “I guess I’m in this now, there’s no point in turning back.” You looked up at him in surprise. He continued, “If we’re going up against Darth Vader, I think we’re gonna need some extra help. Don’t you?”. He tilted his head and you gave him an appreciative smile. “Yes, I think so too.”.

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The shipped jumped into hyperspace as you sat next to Mano in the cockpit. You looked to your left and found him already staring at you, “So Mando, where exactly are we going?”. He tapped his covered fingers nervously on the seat’s armrests. “We’re going to Tatooine, to…see some friends of mine.” You jolted out of your seat and stood, panicked. “T-tatooine?” you squeaked out. Mando nodded, “…yeah? Is there something wrong with Tatooine?”. You sat back down and tried to shake off your fears, “no, nothing wrong.”, you gave Mando a weak smile. You hadn’t been back to Tatooine since you joined the Empire, would people recognize you? Probably not, you thought. You were just a slave there, a nobody, surely you wouldn’t have a problem. Mando could see the cogs in your head turning. “What’s wrong, mesh’la?” he asked. You hummed, “Nothing, I just. I was born on Tatooine and I haven’t been back since….since I joined the you know what.” He nodded, “I understand.” Mando reached over to your seat and held your hand. You were shocked, but you didn’t move away out of fear the you might scare him away like a spooked horse. You gave his gloved hand a soft squeeze. You felt safer than you had in a while.

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The sand kicked up in your face, sweat dripped down your arms. You had asked Mando to stop at a market so you could change out of your tight uniform and get some weather appropriate attire. You stopped at a stall boasting womenswear. A beautiful, flowing, deep blue set caught your eye. The sight of loose pants practically made you drool in this weather. You picked up the airy outfit and made your way to the store keeper. You dug through your satchel looking for your credit pouch when you heard, “Y/N?”. Kriff. You raised your gaze to the voice to find an old friend of yours. “Maker! V! What are you doing here?” You practically jumped on him. You greeted each other with a warm embrace. “It’s so wonderful to see you, Y/N. Where have you been?” You laughed, “I’ve been out and about….hey! Do you own this place?”. He nodded and you replied, “Oh V! You did it! You always wanted to sell your beautiful clothing. I’m so proud of you!”, you both hugged again. You felt V stiffen around you, “What? What is it?” you asked. He whispered, “There’s a Mandalorian staring at you…are you in trouble? Cause I can help you if you are.” You laughed at both his worry and protectiveness. “It’s ok V, he’s with me.”. V pulled back from the embrace and cocked his eyebrow. “No, no not like that!” you rolled your eyes. “Ok…”, he moved on, not believing a word you said. You lifted up the blue fabric, “This outfit is gorgeous, V. How much?” He laughed and took it from your hands, “For you? Nothing. But you have to let me help you style it. You never knew how to dress.” This time he rolled his eyes. You giggled, “C’mon V, let me support you, let me pay.” He shook his head, “Absolutely not. Plus, once everyone sees how beautiful you look in this, they’ll want to know where you got it from!” You both laughed this time, and you followed him into the tent at the back of the stall. Before you stepped in, you turned around to let Mando know it was ok. You could tell he was on edge and you gave him a small wave of reassurance. The tent felt cool compared to the harsh suns blaring outside. V helped you unzip, “What hell are you even wearing?“ he asked incredulously. You turned to face him , “What? You don’t like it?”. He contemplated before he spoke, “No it’s cute and all, but it’s…it’s just not you.” His comment hit you like a ship in hyperdrive. With everything that had been going on recently, you felt attacked by what he said. You knew it wasn’t you, yet you continued to pretend it was. Why? Before you could finish your thought V spoke. “Mm mm mm, I’m good.” You spun around in the mirror, “You do know what you’re doing.” you admitted. V told you to wait as he left the tent to retrieve some accessories. “Here.”, he said placing a matching veil across your face to help block the sand. “It’s beautiful.”, you said turning to give him a hug. “Thank you for this.”, he squeezed you a little harder and whispered, “I know something’s up with you, I see the red marks around your neck. Tell me. What’s going on with you.”. You tensed up and V continued to speak, “If you don’t want to tell me, it’s fine, I get it. But if something is wrong, you can always come to me.”. You both pulled back and you smiled at him, “I’m ok V, I swear. Thank you for this and for looking out for me.”, “Of course, Y/N. Please, be safe out there.”. You gave each other one last hug before you left the tent.

Your Mandalorian was exactly where you left him, leaning against a clay building. His head was torn from whatever scuffle was happening down the street to meet your gaze. He immediately straightened off the wall at the sight of you. His reaction made your heart race. Kriff. Was he always that tall? I wonder if he’s actually that tall or if his armor adds extra height? Mando’s hands fidgeted as you approached him. “All good?” you asked in reference to the street fight he had been watching. Mando gripped is vembramce strap and felt his throat grow scratchy. “Mando?”, he was building up the courage to speak to you. “Sorry, Y/N. Yeah, it’s all good.” he lazily pointed in the fight’s general direction. His actions made you furrow your brow in confusion, “Yeah…ok, big guy. Let’s get you out of the sun.” you grabbed his elbow and started pulling him back in the direction of the ship. He followed behind you, secretly berating himself for fumbling his words in front of you, again. The walk to the ship was quiet and you could feel Mando’s eyes burning into your bare midsection. You walked with a little more sway in your hips, just to see if anything interesting might happen. It didn’t. As soon as you both arrived on the ship Mando threw out a quick apology and excused himself to his quarters. Your face warmed with embarrassment, you worried you made him uncomfortable and quickly regretted the show you had put on. You hid in your make shift room, which was really just a corner in the cargo hold. You laid down on the thermal blanket and quickly drifted off to sleep.

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Your throat was scratchy when you awoke, you guessed it was from the new, sandy environment. It was still light outside so you figured you hadn’t slept long. “Mando?”, you called out. No response. You walked to the cockpit to find a note on your seat. “Headed out to meet my friends. I’ll be back later.”. Your shoulders dropped in disappointment, you had hoped you could clear the air with him and mend whatever you had broken before. You look up from the note to stare at the sandy abyss outside the window. A figure appeared in the mist. You squinted and moved closer to the glass to get a better look at the advancing form. The dust around the ominous mirage settled and you were able to make out a distinct shape. At first you thought it was Mando but as the person approached the ship, you realized their robes were black and flowing, a stark contrast to your Mandalorian’s silver beskar armor. The figure stopped its movement about 50 yards away from the ship, hooded head facing you. You rubbed your eyes in disbelief, astounded by what was in front of you. You ran to put your shoes on. You lowered the ramp to exit the ship and bounded towards the figure. You halted your running 30 feet away. The man turned to face you and you gasped as he produced a saber from his robes. A hazy red light appeared and quickly closed in on you. It took you a second to process what was happening, but you swiftly responded by turning in the opposite direction and running. The saber and the maniac wielding it gained ground behind you. You couldn’t breathe as your gut instincts and adrenaline forced you to run even faster. Almost as if you ran into an invisible wall you involuntarily fell backwards on to the sand. You heard rapid footsteps approaching you. You scrambled to get off the dunes and on to your feet when you came face to face with the end of the red saber. “Gotcha.”

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unoriginalmess · 3 years ago

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Untitled Feralnette Fic Ch. 1

Hiya there anyone who happens upon this first chapter of this fic. I would like to start out by saying that this is my first fanfic ever. I've been wanting to write a fic for the miraculous fandom for a while but I haven't had any inspiration until I stumbled upon this glorious AU created by @bigfatbreak. I highly suggest checking out all of their posts about this au because they are hilarious and genius and about 100 other amazing adjectives that could be used to describe them and their posts. Anyways enough with my rant and let's get on with the fic. ⚠️Slight angst⚠️ ⚠️Swearing⚠️

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When Marinette got home after her and Luka's breakup, all she could do was cry. She wanted to be with him, but her Ladybug duties came first. If lying is a deal breaker for him, then maybe it was best that they ended it now while their relationship was still in its early stages. Still, she couldn't help but feel the loss of her first relationship. She ended up crying for a whole entire day. She just hoped that Hawkmoth(or Shadowmoth or whatever the fuck he wanted to be referred to as this week) wasn't feeling particularly akuma-y today, because she didn't know if she could bottle up all these feelings, even though the world is relying on her ability to do so.

Ugggghhh!! It has been exhausting having to be "happy and perfect Marinette" and "happy and perfect Ladybug" All. The. Time. She's also pretty sure that Hawkmoth had discovered the similarities in her personality as Marinette to Ladybug, and that's why she's been targeted by multiple akumas lately. She has had to have her emotions under control even more than usual. If only there was a way to get Hawkmoth to stop targeting her. Maybe she should just not give a fuck anymore. Haha as if! It couldn't be that easy! Could it?

The more she thinks about it the more it starts to make sense. If she just let herself go completely crazy as Marinette, she would be killing like 10 birds with one stone. She would get hawkmoth off of her trail, she wouldn't have to deal with having to hide her emotions all of the time, she wouldn't have to deal with the added stress of maintaining her perfect persona, she wouldn't have to deal with the stress of Lila's lies taking her friends away if she didn't have friends in the first place, and so much more stress would be taken off of her plate! It was perfect! It might hurt a little at first, but it's for the best in the end. She spent that night planning out her outfit for tomorrow, doing her homework, and going to sleep knowing that, in the morning, François Dupont isn't gonna know what hit them.

....

Adrien Agreste had been having a rough week. He had been abandoned on patrol by ladybug, been broken up with by his girlfriend, and was feeling completely and utterly alone. He knows that his lady has been feeling overwhelmed by her guardian duties lately, and that he 100% deserved that verbal lasting that kagami had given him but he couldn't help but feel this way. He was also feeling guilty about lying to kagami and leading her on for so long. After she broke up with him he took some time to assess his feelings for her and realized that he had more of an admiration for her than an infatuation. He definitely didn't feel the same way about her that she felt about him. She told him that she LOVED HIM, and he was so distracted (blinded) by ladybug that he didn't even process her confession. So, he was looking forward to Sunday morning. He cleared his schedule and on that beautiful Sunday morning, he did what he is only allowed to do on very rare occasions: sleep in. Or at least... thats what he had planned on doing.

When Nathalie had knocked on his door that morning Adrien was not in a good mood. He vaguely heard her say something about father wanting him downstairs in some amount of time for something involving a business partners child and some other robotic sounding words that his half asleep brain couldn't process completely.

"I have a cleared schedule this morning, Nathalie. What could father possibly want me for that is more important than my precious sleep?" He asked snappily.

"Your father wants you downstairs to welcome the new guest that will be living in the house for the rest of the school year. You have 15 minutes to make yourself look presentable and I suggest leaving the attitude upstairs," she half informed/half reprimanded him. As she walked away, Adrien reluctantly rose from his nice warm bed and went to go get ready with only one thought racing through his mind: Who could possibly be staying with them?

....

Felix Culpa was not looking forward to living at the Agreste mansion for the rest of the school year, but for their parents' sake they would do what they had to. It wasn't all for their parents either, they were also concerned about the strange "dissapearance" of Emilie (who was his aunt in all ways except blood relation) and about the treatment of Adrien since said "disappearance".

You see, Felix Culpa is the heir to the Culpa Fabric Empire. The Culpas have been the sole fabric supplier of the Agreste brand since the very beginning. Felix's mom Diana was best friends with Emilie since their college days. Diana and Emilie made the deal with the two brands because as best friends who are both involved in the same industry, it just made sense to have a business relationship with each other. Diana never really cared for Gabriel as a person, but she could tell that he loved Emilie more than anyone else in the world so she could tolerate him for the sake of her best friend.

When Emilie went missing, Diana was absolutely devastated and tried anything she could to find her. She invested in missing person ads as large as billboards, organized search teams, tried to aid the police in their search for her in any way she could, but there was no leads, no legitimate calls to the number on the billboards, and the search team came up empty handed. While she was doing all of this to try to find her, she couldn't help but be furious over the fact that Gabriel was doing nothing to help in the search. All he did was hole himself up in his oversized mansion and call it a day.

The last straw for Diana was when Gabriel tried to use the "grieving my wife" excuse to try to abuse their business arrangement. That day, she told him that the Culpa brand would no longer be associated with the Agreste brand and that after the new collection is released, he would need to find a new fabric supplier. She knew that the Agreste brand would take a huge hit from having sub-par fabric, but she never thought that Gabriel would try to make up for that fact by using Adrien as a walking mannequin and locking him up in the desolate prison that he calls a home. As soon as she realized that he was doing this she scrambled to find a solution.

That is how Felix ended up here, standing in front of the mansion they would be living in for the next 9 months in exchange for Gabriel getting back into the Culpa brand's good graces. Don't get them wrong, they were excited about being able to be in Paris, home of the most innovative fashion pieces in the world, and about being able to see their honorary cousin Adrien (who wasn't half bad to be around despite him having no backbone whatsoever when it came to anything involving his father) but dealing with Mr. Agreste was definitely one of the low points of this arrangement.

They decided to just get it over with and knocked on the door. It was opened by the man that their cousin affectionately referred to as Gorilla. They nodded a thank you to the man, remembering that he was a man of few words, and proceeded to the bottom of the staircase. Mr. Agreste stood at the top with a very tired looking Adrien a few steps down. Felix wasn't even slightly surprised that this is where he chooses to welcome his guests, looking down on people must give him some sort of power trip or something. It's almost as if he heard the phrase "It's over, Anakin, I have the high ground," and made that his own personal motto. Whatever, let him have the feeling of false power if he wanted it, Felix knows that they have all the power in this situation and they're sure that Gabriel knows it as well.

"Hello Felix," Mr. Agreste greeted them with the same amount of warmth in his voice as liquid nitrogen, "while you are staying in this house you will abide by my rules. Adrien will inform you of them and show you to your room. You will attend school with him in the morning and I'm sure that you already know that you must represent not only the Culpa brand, but also the Agreste as well. I will be in my office working, do not disturb me. Contact Nathalie with any questions that cannot be answered by Adrien." He finished his spiel and left to what Felix assumed was his office space.

"Hello Felix!" Adrien greeted him with as much enthusiasm as he could muster in his sleepy state. "Come with me and I'll show you to your room."

Adrien led Felix to their room and listed all of the rules of the household that they were expected to follow. And... wow. Felix could not believe that their cousin had to live like this. The only social interaction this kid gets is at school and fencing? Pre-approved outings only with people determined socially acceptable by Gabriel? And if he gets even one "B" he isn't even going to be allowed to go to school at all? Felix knew that the living situation was bad for Adrien but know the only question running through their head was: What did they get themselves into??

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And... thats it for chapter 1! Mostly background info at this point, but next chapter will be the class' reaction to feralnette and felinette meeting for the first time. I just want to say thanks again to @bigfatbreak for giving me the inspiration to write a fic for the first time ever. Feel free to leave constructive criticism, I'm always looking to improve, especially at writing since this is my first time posting anything I've written online, so I want to get better so that I can make better content for you guys, gals, and non-binary pals. If anyone wants to be tagged just let me know and I'll make a tag list for ya. :)

#feralnette au #felinette #miraculous ladybug #ml fanfic #adrien agreste #marinette dupain cheng #felix culpa #also in case i havent made this clear enough PLEASE go check out bigfatbreak #they made this fantastic au #i would love any title ideas if anyone has any because if you couldnt tell by my username im super unoriginal and cant make titles #if not it might just end up being untitled feralnette fanfic forever

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complementaryhalves · 3 years ago

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⭐ fics masterpost 🌙

Hi! My name's Ce I write on Ao3 as misanthropymuse!

Just started writing for F1 RPF (charlos and landoscar). Older fandoms include star wars, asoiaf and les mis.

Links and descriptions under the cut.

Enjoy!! 💕👌

⭐ F1 RPF:

and the stars, they all aligned: norstappen+landoscar, unofficial winner's room post-Zandvoort 2024. sex between friends, cuckolding, fluff and smut (11,343) [post]

just embrace the fall: landoscar, post-HUN'24 h/c, porn with feelings, fluff, light angst (4,953) [post]

i think i found a part of me beside you: landoscar, multichapter, slow burn, mutual pining, orgasm edging/denial, oscar has a sexuality crisis (65,683; ongoing) [post]

like catching lightning: charlos, best friends charles & pierre, non-drivers au, meet-cute with hints of soulmatism (11,284) [post]

soft spot: landoscar, fluff, napping together, feelings realization (1,756) [post]

⭐ Star Wars:

ci serve la tempesta per ricostruire: obianidala, angst, obi-wan has post-sex regrets and padmé talks him down from them (3,662)

take a little time: established obianidala, pwp with feelings, pegging, spitroasting, deepthroating, light dom/sub play, sub+bottom anakin (13,354)

promises, promises: established obikin, fluff & smut & banter (2/2, 7,602)

find me holding my breath for you: established obikin, sickfic, emotional h/c (1,565)

the tidal pain of wanting: obikin, tcw era, friends to fwb to lovers, smut, angst with a happy ending (ongoing series)

and if you do grab on, then everything trembles: smut and angst, self-hatred, shame, handjobs (6,437)

my crumpled spine and faulty lines: overthinking, self-doubt, smut and angst, anal sex (bottom obi-wan) (12,822)

the sea speaks more honestly to those willing to drown:

Ch. 1: banter, mild smut, cuddling, feelings realisation (12,405).

Ch. 2: porn with feelings, angst (10,886).

there are sunlit uplands around the riverbend: obikin & friends, everyone lives au, fluff, slice of life (5 os as chapters, completed, 9,346 words)

a post-mortem portrait of loneliness: obi-wan exile fic, unrequited obikin, angst, introspective (6,509)

godzilla: obikin, modern au (ongoing, on hiatus)

with such a sense of radiance: obikin established, tcw era, fluff without plot (3,224)

starlight in the gloom: obi-wan exile fic, obi & ani, introspective, angst (1182)

crack the shutters: obikin established, post PT, everyone lives, porn without plot, fluff, bottom obi-wan (3,574)

coming quietly undone: obikin established, tcw era, shower sex, bottom anakin (7,680)

consign me not to darkness: unrequited obikin/obi & ani, post-kadavo, fluff (2362)

how I let you slip away: obi-wan exile fic, obi & ani, angst, introspective (5,285)

accident without emergency: obikin, first time, 18yo anakin, smut, bottom anakin (4,863)

⭐ Les Miserables:

Bahorel/Feuilly: Home Run; Soft bro fun; Cleaning the pipes

Enjoltaire: like gods at the dawning of the world; 'Aube sur la Seine'; And every breath we drew was Hallelujah; Swirling clouds in violet haze; Scars; As if you were on fire from within.

Montponine: Pretend you never did

⭐ ASOIAF:

Robb/Jon: The colors that I can't change (modern au); Think of me; Wavering Words; Wasn't I helpful?

Jaime/Loras: Golden hair and golden eyes (series, 4 parts); Not goodbye

Ashara/Eddard: the inebriating smell of purple (modern au)

Renly/Loras: Of steam and moans; Give me an order not to obey.

Robert/Eddard: I just want to be your lover.

Sansa/Tyrion: Home.

🌙 Notable others:

Good Omens: Aziraphale/Crowley - we pick ourselves undone

Suburra: Spadeliano - permanence; un centimetro di cuore

Teen Wolf: Sciles - I'm lucky to have you; That must mean something

And my masterpiece star trek/doctor who crossover: Oh, Captain: jack harkness/james kirk one night stand

#fic masterpost #my fics #misanthropymuse #star wars #asoiaf #les mis #obikin #jaime x loras #robb x jon #enjoltaire #bahorel x feuilly #montponine #ashara x ned #robert x ned #renly x loras #spadeliano #ineffable husbands #sciles

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staarshines · 4 years ago

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to do list (march 4)

what the fuck y’all

homework

- history lab

- hbs #1

- hbs #2

- hbs #3

- inverse trig functions ws

- 4.2.2 lj

- onenote pa log

- onenote smartg log

- 3 page script for intl night

tumblr/writing

- answer general asks

- 15 ship requests

- post mtjaml

- post the aesthetic challenge

- read one of megans fics

- find story reblogs

- clean out drafts

- write din soulmate au (rifoy)

- write anakin drabble (req)

- make a list of mutuals for the 1k forever follows/mutual list

- post one ch of inar to ao3

- back up taglists

- moodboard for din soulmate aus

other

- vlog editing + check subs

#to do #WHY IS THERE SO MUCH SHIT I HAVE TO DO.

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hanasnx · 2 years ago

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-ˏ͛ ꒷꒰ anakin skywalker ⿻ m.list ꒷ˏ͛-

MINORS DNI 18+ ༄

"Please just save me from this darkness." — Snow Patrol. (2006). Make This Go On Forever.

彡 ch: anakin skywalker 「 � 」

── series ┆ CHAPTER SERIES.

smutty ¡! ❞

✩ stranded | SUMMARY: be a part of the story! vote on the poll at the bottom. ✩ part two ✩ part three

other ¡! ❞

✩ exit music for a film | SUMMARY: somehow aware of anakin skywalker’s knightfall before the events take place, you seek to change the ending before it happens. ✩ part two

── one shots ┆ OVER 1K.

smutty ¡! ❞

✩ fantasizing | SUMMARY: seeing you cozied up with general skywalker caused the clones to talk about what they’d do to you if you were theirs. anakin stands by and listens, smug that he’s allowed to do anything he wants to you, and his battalion can only fantasize about it.

✩ how he learned to kiss | SUMMARY: coaxing anakin to spill the story on how he got so good at kissing as a virgin before he even met you, he relays a story of his youth.

✩ cherries and wine | SUMMARY: anakin takes good care of his princess.

smut ¡! ❞

✩ talk huttese to me | SUMMARY: intent to get his mind off of his hard work, you ask to learn more about anakin’s native language: huttese. when he talks dirty to you in it, you can’t help but beg for more. and he gets off to the fact you have no idea what kind of depraved things he’s saying to you while he pleasures you.

✩ final girl | SUMMARY: the neighborhood serial killer has a soft spot for you. you didn’t realize how really close you were to him. after your best friend confesses his feelings for you, he confesses something else as well. something far more sinister.

✩ one more night | SUMMARY: anakin can’t accept the fact that you and him split, so he shows up at your door in the middle of the night.

✩ a lesson in huttese | SUMMARY: after a market mishap, anakin gives you a more personal lesson in how to speak his native language.

✩ starlight | SUMMARY: a happy reunion.

✩ give a little more | SUMMARY: what starts out as a romantic massage for you, ends with anakin skywalker's cock massaging your insides.

── drabbles ┆ ABOUT 1K OR LESS.

smutty ¡! ❞

✩ tit fucking ✩ the aftermath of getting a full body wax ✩ based on a tiktok ✩ arm kink ✩ dry humping ✩ black eye ✩ good at art ✩ green in the eye ✩ parasomnia ✩ prompt #100 ✩ eye contact part two ✩ prompt #187 ✩ another daddy ✩ stung twice ✩ spilling secrets ✩ stranded ✩ fan dancer ✩ sucking fingers ✩ mami ✩ dumbification ✩ baby fever ✩ picking you up ✩ throat fuck ✩ dacryphilia ✩ riding ✩ she’s busy ✩ arm kink: revisted ✩ breathplay ✩ push ✩ adultfilm!anakin ✩ "i'll haunt the..."

smut ¡! ❞

✩ early mornings ✩ prompt #65 + #68 ✩ squirting ✩ honey ✩ music taste ✩ fight ✩ "if you want more..."

other ¡! ❞

✩ ahsoka & obi wan talking about you ✩ sacred cleansing ✩ if i built a raft, will you stay with me then? ✩ profighter au ✩ breakeven ✩ drunk ✩ 6'7!anakin

── headcanons ┆ LIST OR NARRATION.

smutty ¡! ❞

✩ wearing glasses ✩ “daddy” ✩ sub content ✩ eye contact ✩ beat-up before sex ✩ opinion on orgasm denial ✩ flirting tactics ✩ sparring sex ✩ rainbow kiss ✩ fucks like he’s not pretty ✩ smut alphabet: A - B ✩ babydaddy!anakin ✩ dick headcanons ✩ ex-bf!

smut ¡! ❞

✩ kinks | part two ✩ pornstar au

other ¡! ❞

✩ toxic ✩ petnames

── additional content ┆ MISC.

✩ nametag ✩ thoughts ✩ prompts ✩ kinktober 2023: krayt house

彡 ch: anakin skywalker x padmé amidala 「 � 」

── one shots ┆ OVER 1K.

smut ¡! ❞

✩ just bad, bad decisions | SUMMARY: having officially broken it off because of anakin’s stupid mistake, anakin and padmé have not seen each other since. when they lock eyes during a football game they both attend, they find their way back to each other during the game. and set aside their differences to reconnect under the bleachers.

── drabbles ┆ ABOUT 1K OR LESS.

smutty ¡! ❞

✩ mad ✩ sacred heart

── additional content ┆ MISC.

✩ nametag

彡 ch: anakin skywalker x riyo chuchi 「 � 」

── drabbles ┆ ABOUT 1K OR LESS.

other ¡! ❞

✩ eclipse ✩ i do

── additional content ┆ MISC.

✩ nametag

彡 ch: anakin skywalker x zena daren 「 � 」

── drabbles ┆ ABOUT 1K OR LESS.

smutty ¡! ❞

✩ interview

── additional content ┆ MISC.

✩ nametag

NAVI | M.LIST | RULES | FAQ

#masterlist #indy: series #indy: one shots #indy: drabbles #indy: headcanons #indy: edits

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missmimieux · 2 years ago

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you are more than you know CH.6

A/N: Hi everyone! So sorry for the delay. I just got back from vacation and school just started so I’m very busy. I’m excited for you all to read this chapter ☺️ I hope you all like it.

Summary: Darth Vader and Reader finally confront each other and absolute chaos ensues.

Pairing: Darth Vader x f! Reader, Mando x f! Reader

Warnings: dark!ani, angst, fluff, risqu�� situations, use of Y/N, abuse, nicknames like “good girl, bunny, little one”, dom/sub dynamics, death, public embarrassment, crying, guns

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His golden eyes shone through the dusty air almost as brightly as the saber pointed at you. His robes were flowing gracefully behind him, he looked like a god. You tried to steady your ragged breaths but you couldn’t control the heaving of your chest. His laugh broke through the rushing wind and hit your ears with a brush of sincerity. He retracted his saber and held out his hand to help you up. It reminded you of the end of each sparring session the pair of you shared. You scrambled backwards, using his moment of pause to recollect yourself, come up with a plan and stand up. Your actions wiped the almost kind expression off of Anakin’s face, and it was replaced with a harsh, cold facade. “I’ve missed you, bunny.”,you ignored the desire to roll your eyes and spoke, “Why do you feel the need to do this? To kill me? Why can’t you just treasure what we had and move on?”. You were genuinely curious, you had no idea why he so desperately wanted to take you with him. You realized the two of you had been circling each other as you had in training, falling back into your old habits. He put his hand to his heart and stopped walking, “I love you Y/N, I need you, I need you every day. I need you forever.” You nearly choked.

…

The pair of you slowly made your way around the ring, never breaking eye contact. He spun his saber in anticipation for the fight ahead. You laughed at his habitual ticks. You thought you knew him so well. You spun your saber in jest, mocking his predictable action. His laugh echoed across the empty, dark sparring room. You were on a high from your first victory on some back water planet. You had assumed you would have the night off, in celebration, but Vader had other plans. He insisted you needed to improve your hand to hand combat skills, he felt your performance was unsatisfactory during the day’s battle. “You fought valiantly today, my love.”, his voice was so overbearing in the quiet room. You dropped your head in embarrassment from his compliment. “But your over confidence keeps you from making strides in battle.”, your step faltered at his correction. You felt ashamed, as though you had disappointed him. “I’m sorry, my lord. My only goal is to appease you.”, you leaned forward, bowing to express your sincerity. He laughed once more, “Stop groveling child, and fight.”. From your bent over position you looked up to his mask and gave him a mischievous smile. You rushed towards each other, both of you refusing to secede ground. You felt him reach through the force to get a strong grip on your arm, he pulled you towards him. “Never forget the force. Use it to your advantage.”. You nodded and he let you go. You continued to fight and you felt him falter. The pause in his attack caused you to react abruptly, you reached through the force and grabbed his ankle, causing him to trip as he advanced towards you. You seized the opportunity and pinned him to the ground, your saber pointed to his throat. You smiled wildly, thinking you had bested him. Almost as quickly as he fell, he overpowered you and flipped you over. Your chest was pressed against the floor and you felt a blaster brush against your back. Half of you feared for your life, while the other half felt a rush of excitement, not knowing what to expect from him next. “Y/N?”. You turned your head in an attempt to look at your master, “Yes, my lord?”. He let out an amused sigh at the name, “You know I love you, right?” You nodded hastily. “Do you trust me?”, he continued. His questions confused you, never one for such vulnerability. “Of course!”, you replied, almost insulted. He hummed in approval. You heard him engage the blaster and you went ridged. “Silly girl. Thinking you could beat me.” he laughed patronizingly. He dug the blaster further into your back, “Still trust me baby?” he asked sweetly. You softly nodded. Instantly, Vader ripped the blaster from your back and shot the practice dummy in front of you. The echoes rattled the room. You felt your legs jump as you struggled to control your fear. “How bout now, padawan?”, you sucked in a breath and nodded again. He flipped you over and straddled your hips, “Open your mouth.”, your brow furrowed, suddenly panicking about what his words insinuated and your inexperience. He heard your thoughts and said “Just fucking open it!“. You stuck your tongue out and he replied with a brief “good.” You hadn’t realized but you were gripping his leg out of fear, you felt his muscles flex under your hand and you quickly ripped your hand away, fearful you’d been inappropriate. “Shut up. Your thoughts are practically bouncing off these walls.”. You wanted to cry from embarrassment, but surprisingly, not from fear. You really did trust him, and you knew he did everything for a reason…no matter how unhinged. He shoved the barrel down your open throat and you choked around it, eyes growing wide. The room was silent. He waited patiently for you to respond to his aggressive action. You didn’t react. A smile crept on to his face. “You’re so perfect.” He removed the blaster from your mouth and you gasped for air. He brushed the hair from your face, in awe of your trust in him. “I love you Y/N, Maker, I need you, I need you every day. I need you forever.”

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You were stunned, unable to string a coherent sentence you just stood there, with pleading eyes. You could see the emotions bubbling in his stomach, anger and frustration increasing as your circling continued. His face twisted into something unrecognizable. “I created you. I forged your body from the fires of Mustafar and your mind from the stars. You came to me…so malleable, begging to be perfected in my image. I simply couldn’t resist, can you blame me? Look at you.” His smile was so sweet, it almost made you cry. For so many nights, you had laid awake, thinking about your master, falling asleep and dreaming about that smile. You wanted to run and hug him, feel his warmth for the first time. You knew better than to go running though, that’s exactly what he wanted. “So weak and naive, I could smell the desperation rolling off of you the second I first laid my eyes on you. You wanted to be with me. You needed it. I fulfilled your wishes…and now look at you. The world has turned you against me, you don’t even know what you want anymore, do you?” You were stunned and frightened by his words. They sounded deranged but his tone was so calm. He’s just trying to get to you. Ignore him. You told yourself. He laughed, he knew he had you right where he wanted you. “I struck a nerve didn’t I, baby?”, you balled up your fists in an attempt to hold on to your last bit of sanity. “You know deep down, that everything I’m saying is true. We both know. So just admit it. You want me. You want me so badly, you’re aching for me.” You rolled your eyes back, trying to keep in the tears. “You’re so lost, bunny. You’ve strayed too far from me. You belong in my arms, why can’t you just accept that?” . You shook your head. I don’t know. I don’t know who I am anymore. Anakin nodded, hearing your thoughts. He slowly walked towards you, expecting you to react, but you didn’t. You stood stiff as a board, staring at the bright blue sky. He stopped about a foot away from you and stared at you. “It’s funny isn’t it?” He gestured to his surroundings, and you understood what he meant. You looked at the ground as he continued. “…To end it, where it all began.” you gave an exasperated laugh and nodded. He spoke again. “I was born here too, you know.”. Your head shot up to look at him, bewildered. “See, Y/N? It’s fate. You belong to me.” He rested his hands on your arms and you shivered from the touch. He spoke once more. “From the moment they killed me, you’ve been lost and confused. Deep down you know why, but let me tell you to your face… You can’t handle this galaxy on your own, you don’t know how. It’s not your fault…you aren’t made for this life, bunny. You need someone to take care of you, that’s why you follow that Mandalorian. But he’s not me, is he? He’s doesn’t satisfy your needs, does he? I know you realized a while ago that, no matter how much you try to get away from me, you can’t. I’m a part of your soul, and that part has been missing for a while now.” Anakin held your face and smiled, “This feels right, doesn’t it, bunny?” You nodded and leaned into his touch. You started crying and he held you tighter. You both sensed other beings nearby and your eyes shifted over to the ship to find your Mandalorian and two other people staring at the pair of you.

You felt so embarrassed, having Mando see you like this. You looked at your feet in shame and Anakin tilted your head to look at you. Anger was once again gracing his soft features. “I’ll kill them.” your tears kept coming. “please. don’t.” You said softly. You pushed off of your master and backed away. Anakin grabbed your face again, and with force. “I’m coming back for you, Y/N. Don’t you dare forget how complete I made you feel today, I won’t let you.” A slight wave of relief washed over you as you realized Anakin was too scared to kill you in front of Mando and his friends. You and Anakin made eye contact as tears spilled out of yours. His gaze, so close to you, felt like lightning in your tummy. He knew the power he had over you, and he planned to manipulate that power to the best of his ability. Anakin laughed at your visible pain, dripping off your chin. He leaned into your face and dragged his tongue up your cheek, catching the salty tears as they freely rolled down. He hummed contently as you shook in fear. You looked over at the group and watched Mando try to lunge towards you, but the other Mandalorian held him back from running. Anakin pulled away and followed your line of vision to the group and moved around your body so your back was to his chest, facing the trio. He wrapped an arm around your throat and asked, “Think your Mandalorian’s jealous?”. You stiffened, feeling guilty for allowing Anakin put on this show in front of everyone, and embarrassed by your own weaknesses. Realizing you weren’t quite ready to leave this life behind, you elbowed Anakin in the ribs and sprinted towards the group. Your master tried to grasp the ends of your robes but to no avail. You refused to stop running until you were safely behind the group. You watched as Anakin paced angrily on the sand. The green Mandalorian turned to you and said, “So that’s the big guy, eh?”, you nodded, out of breath. The woman spoke next, “Looks pretty scrawny to me.”. You let out a guttural laugh at the unexpected comment. “I wouldn’t underestimate him if I were you.” said the green armored man. His comment confused you, it felt as though he took the words right out of your mouth, but you refrained from mentioning it, considering you had more pressing matters at hand. You hadn’t noticed the lack of Mando’s presence in front of you. You looked up to find him rushing towards your master, almost reaching him. “Mando, no!” you screamed. As he approached Anakin, the sand kicked up, causing the Sith to fade from view. Your master gave the Mandalorian a patronizing smile and a brief nod in your direction before fading into the dusty wind.

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