#darth vader x gn!reader

[hanasnx]

I can't stop thinking about Darth Vader, who has you sitting on his knee, sometimes bouncing it to tease you. His fingers with his leather glove, rubbing against your pussy, under your skirt. All this while he acts as if nothing happened, and gives orders to his men <3

MINORS DNI 18+

“Can you… just.. pay attention to me?” you ask, timidly exasperated as your hands physically search DARTH VADER's armor for purchase. Anything you can grab hold of that'll help you engage him. It's like he's placed you here knowing you're needy, while also keeping what you most desire just out of reach. As you're seated on his leg, you raise your neck from your slump in an attempt to catch his eye through his expressionless visor.

"I'm occupied, my pet." Every word is precisely enunciated, his voice a deep rumble that sends chills down your spine. His glove traverses the surface of a data-pad, scrolling through filed information.

"I don't like being ignored." you pout. With a single bounce of his leg, you emit a yelp, bracing your palms on his thigh to re-balance.

"Is that so?" he replies, disengaged but amused. "Come here, my star. Come." A croon that's heeded, rearranging to tuck your back under his arm while it wraps around. It's huge on you, and you swallow, watching it with interest as it slides down to cup your sex through your clothes. Another noise releases from your lips, and he tsks. "My, we are insatiable today, aren't we?"

[fr-ogii]

the jealousy of

yandere!darth vader

x gn!reader; poc friendly

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⚠��� :: violence (not towards reader)

word count :: 1.0k+

-> there isn't much that differentiates yandere!vader from a "normal" darth vader. he's already an incredibly possessive man when it comes to relationships. losing that many people in his more formative years (even though he caused most of the losses) was not good on his brain development. he doesn't become attached easily, but when he does... he gets attached.

-> the biggest difference is his inability to let you go. that's not to say normal vader isn't a bit nervous to lose you, but at least he lets you walk around the ship. he's a bit nervous you'll be targeted by some troopers wishing to have their life ended early, but he trusts that you are strong enough to defend yourself. and if you're not able to fight anybody off, you know well enough to call him for assistance.

-> yandere!vader won't let you go in any sense. don't even dream about seeing anyone else ever.

-> you won't be able to leave your room. a full bathroom is already part of the room, but a kitchen will be added after an unfortunate incident that ended in the death of an innocent boy that was only attempting to deliver food to his chambers.

the day before had been particularly taxing on vader and he had slept in more than he normally does. on any average day, he would be up before 6, but most likely around 5:30. so who's surprised that the sith lord doesn't make his own food? he has it delivered before he starts his day. by the time of the delivery, vader has been up for almost an hour. his suit is on and the helmet is ready to be placed on to open the door and receive the meal. the only one privileged enough to see his face is you.

unfortunately for the poor delivery boy, vader was not up when the boy brought by the food and held his hand up to knock on the thick steel door. the sound reverberated in the large room, causing you to rouse and look at your lover. you've been told to never answer the door, but he was just so tired and you didn't want to wake him. he'd had a tough day.

and so - although it was a foolish decision - you pulled the covers back from your side of the bed and stood. the floor was cold against your feet and so you scampered quickly (and quietly) to the door so the numbing feeling would be over with soon.

another knock rang out as you reached the keypad that would open the door. you repeated the code you had seen vader thumb every time he left the room. a fwishhh accompanied the sliding of the door. the freckled boy before you couldn't have been older than 15, if you had to guess. he was standing next to a cart he no-doubt had been pushing all the way from the kitchen, given that it was stacked with breakfast goodies. fruits were delicately placed in a silver bowl and toast was on a plate right besides it. but, before your eyes could take in what else was on the trays, you heard a squeak coming from the boy in front of you. your eyes snapped towards him before you followed his gaze and spun your head quickly to face what had terrified him so. 

the black mask you had grown familiar with was what met your eyes. the darkness radiating off of him reminded you just how comfortable you had gotten around him. he was clearly angry. for a second, you were thankful it wasn’t at you, but then you remembered who it was directed at; the child behind you. say what you want about how you thought he had changed, but you remember the whispered stories of how merciless he was. that was before you met him. you were foolish to think that he could have ever truly changed.

before you could even think of how to deflect the anger onto yourself - anything to save the boy behind you from meeting the horrible fate you knew must be in store for him - the gloved hand reached out and squeezed. sputtering was heard behind you and you could do nothing but watch in terror. 

you had gotten too comfortable.

-> no amount of apologies could fix what had just been broken. you both felt betrayed. the sith lord was angry you had disobeyed him and answered the door for anyone. you were (more understandably) angry he had the nerve to kill a child in front of you for merely laying his eyes on you. 

“you’re being ridiculous. he is was just a boy. you had no right-”

“i had all the right in the universe. you are mine, don’t you ever forget that.”

-> and so, a kitchen was built in the shared room. to prevent another misfortune from befalling a member of the ship’s workforce, you were moved to another room for the time being. 

-> things would take a while to get back to how they once were. they were never normal. how could things be normal when you were trapped in your room for months on end? you hadn't seen beyond the corridor in months - and the only reason you had seen the corridor was when darth vader left to go about his duties every morning and came back every night. if it wasn't for his comings and goings, you very likely would have no idea of how time was passing.

-> being banished to another room entirely was more torturous than you thought it would be. you were foolish to believe that vader was the cause of your boredom. he was at one point, but no longer. you were entertained by only your thoughts and your movements. pacing back and forth for hours at a time left the rug beneath you threadbare; but it gave you something to do.

-> seeing vader again was a breath of fresh air. the days alone had left you craving everything he provided you with. and so, when you heard his signature breathing and laid your foggy eyes on him after being ripped out of a dreamless sleep, you bolted upright and practically threw yourself on top of him.

-> if he wasn't wearing a mask you would have been able to see the smug smirk he held.

he had regained control over you.

[strangeshoepatrolbandit]

Anakin Skywalker Masterlistֶָ֢

This is a Masterlist that contains both Anakin and Darth Vader. Some of the fics might be from my Alt account, @strangeshoepatrolbandit-alt.

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Fallen

Your brother fell to the dark side, now you must watch him die.

Saudade(Series)

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▪︎NSFW▪︎

Messy

A small little thought came to me.

Riding his glove.

A small drabble where you grind on his glove.

Snippet(Not Finished)

Prof!Anakin and you have fun on his desk.

Breeding

A short story.

[queer-irritator]

Padawan! Obi-wan Kenobi x Padawan! Reader Part 2

A/n: This is FINALLY part 2 to this ask from the lovely @projectdreamwalker! Thank you all for being so patient, life has really been wild! This has got a little bit of everything, it kinda goes off on a tangent but... that's how my brain works 🥴 So sorry if some parts are like "wtf is this doing in here??" We got some Anakin, Padme, Ahsoka, Rex and Maul screen time in this one, folks.

CW: So much, everything in ROTS, fluff, sadness, death

Never proofread as always 👍

Word Count: 4,287

The next 10 years were incredibly busy. Anakin was proving to be quite the handful and you had become a Master Jedi Investigator. You spent most of your time undercover in the lower levels of Coruscant keeping an eye on crime and ensuring the temple was free from threats. Unfortunately, being undercover meant having extremely limited contact with other Jedi. You mostly communicated via encrypted voice messages, but you did have the pleasure of going off-world once in a while and were able to see some old friends, including Obi-wan Kenobi. You even had a handful of missions with him over the years. He would never admit it, but he looked forward to working with you the most, despite the antics you and Anakin would get up to. The two of you were quite the pair at getting under Obi-wan’s skin and testing his patience. When the Clone Wars began, you were stationed back at the Jedi temple on Coruscant. 

You received a message informing you of the Battle of Geonosis and the clone trooper army appearing seemingly out of thin air, and orders to return to aid in the ongoing war against the Separatists. That had been about a week ago, you had been traveling across the galaxy in the meantime. It was mid-day when you landed on Coruscant. You stepped off your ship, squinting from the sun with your R4 droid trailing behind you. It had been quite a while since you were last on the upper levels, probably about 6 rotations; but things didn’t seem to have changed much. 

“Welcome, Master (y/n). I am C-3PO, human-cyborg relations. The Jedi have been incredibly busy, so I will be escorting you to your quarters.” A gold droid, C-3PO, introduced himself and began to lead you inside.

“Thank you. I guess you already know me, this is R4.” You gestured to your droid, following close behind him. “Is Obi-wan here..?” 

“Oh! You know Master Kenobi? He has been in meetings all morning with his clone army commander. He has taken on the position of General in these trying times.” He explained.

“Wow, he always was a high achiever.” You thought aloud. 

C-3PO stopped in front of a door, “Here you are. Master Kenobi has a room down the hall from here as well. Please do let me know if you require anything.”

“I will, thank you.” You said as you entered your room. 

You looked around as you heard the remanence of the droid’s conversation. 

“Come now, R4. I will get you cleaned up.”

You set a small bag you had brought with your down on the bed. You had been sitting all day, really all week, so you weren’t too keen on settling in quite yet. Besides, you couldn’t sit still knowing Obi-wan was so close to you again. After giving yourself a quick look-over in the mirror, you exited your room and headed towards the center of the Jedi temple. 

You stopped multiple times to catch up with old friends and mentors you hadn’t seen since you went undercover. Just as you had said good-bye to someone else, you turned to see Obi-wan standing with his hand resting on his beard and his eyebrows drawn together as he was deep in thought, looking down at a holo-map. You couldn’t help the smile that spread across your face as you took him in. Still as handsome as ever, but he seemed wiser now, more focused. That seemed to happen each time you saw him, he was always sharpening his skills. 

Obi wan’s gaze broke from the map and shifted to you. There’s no doubt he could feel someone’s eyes staring him down. When he made eye contact with you his stoic demeanor dropped. His eyebrows raised and his mouth parted slightly in surprise. Then he once again furrowed his eyebrows, as to ensure he wasn’t imagining things. He called your name as he started to walk toward you. 

“Is that really you?” A smile was spreading across his cheeks as he got closer.

“It’s me.” You confirmed, closing the gap between the both of you and enveloping him in the tightest squeeze you could, “I missed you so much.”

He returned your enthusiasm with an equally tight hug. 

“I missed you too, darling.” he whispered in your ear. 

You breathed in his scent as you lingered in his arms, if only you two were alone. It was almost insufferable how badly you wanted to kiss him and just stare at him for hours. 

Obi-wan let out a chuckle, his breath tickling your ear, “Mind your thoughts. We are in a building full of Jedi.”

You blushed and playfully pushed him away, breaking your hug, “Oh, shut up.” 

But you knew he was right. You hadn’t been around other Jedi in a decade so you weren’t used to controlling your thoughts or feelings as much as you should. You looked him over and gently placed your hand on his cheek.

“You look good, Obi.” You smiled and dropped your hand back to your side.

“So do you.” He said as his eyes flicked between your eyes and your mouth. 

“There you are, Master. You’re late for our meeting.” A familiar voice burst the bubble the two of you had been enveloped in.

“I was on my way.” Obi-wan began to defend himself as he spun around. 

“Anakin?” You questioned, seeing the man before you. He certainly wasn’t a padawan any longer. 

Anakin looked past Obi-wan to see you and a smirk crept onto his face, “Oh I see. I’m sorry if I was interrupting anything.” 

“Come here.” You rolled your eyes and gave him a hug, “You been keeping Obi-wan in line?”

He chuckled and hugged you back, “Always.” 

You let go of him, “Good, good.” 

Before you could begin scheming with Anakin about ways to annoy Obi-wan, he placed his hand in the middle of your back, beginning to lead you as he walked, “Why don’t you join us in the meeting? We can catch you up on what you’ve missed.”

You nodded and followed his lead. And there was definitely a lot to catch up on.

Your role in the clone wars was to assist any teams that needed an extra hand, mostly on stealth missions as it was your specialty. After sitting through meeting, after meeting, you finally had some time to be alone with Obi-wan later that night. The moment he had shut the door to his room behind him, you were on his lips. The two of you muttered endless ‘I missed you’s and compliments to each other. You particularly let him know how hot he was with a full beard. That night was passionate, needy, and sloppy. Everything the two of you needed it to be after not seeing each other for so long. 

However, the next day you were diving head first into the chaos of war. There was almost no time to breathe with all the moves the Separatists were making. There were moments to catch up with Obi-wan between battles and meetings, but one of you were always on the move to your next objective. The next time you had any substantial quality time with him was after Satine died. Obi-wan needed your support. He needed a sound voice in his head to keep him sane. Something to quiet all the hatred, anger, and guilt he felt. 

You were sitting on the edge of Obi-wan’s bed with your hand gently rubbing circles on his back, doing whatever you could to soothe him.

“He’s taken everything from me.” Obi-wan had his elbows resting on his knees, his back hunched and his head hanging low. 

“I’m so sorry.” You spoke in a hushed, gentle tone. “He’s not worth taking up space in your mind. The balance of the force will come back around, he will pay for what he’s done.”

“I know it’s wrong… But I want to make him pay myself.” Obi-wan’s hands tightened into a fist against his pants. “I want to kill him.”

You could feel your heart cracking and aching for the man besides you. You’ve always known him to detest violence, only resorting to it when there was absolutely no other choice. 

“These feelings and your anger are natural, Obi. We will get through this, together.” You assured him. 

“I just can’t believe she is truly gone…” His voice trailed off, he was silent for a few moments before you felt his body begin to shake and the sounds of his sobs were filling the room. 

You pulled his body closer to you and gently laid down on the bed with him. You were laying so you were facing each other and you had an arm wrapped around Obi-wan. He had curled up his body to a fetal position and held your hand that wasn’t rubbing his back. The two of you stayed like that all night. Eventually Obi-wan’s breaths had evened out and he had fallen asleep. But you stayed up almost the whole night, watching over him. Thinking of anything you could do to lessen how bad he was hurting. 

You two had also spent the next day together. Taking things easy, watching cheesy movies like when you were padawans, and trying to convince Obi-wan to eat. Despite his tragic loss, in a few days he was getting back to his normal self. 

“You can stop worrying about me, you know.” Obi-wan spoke, his back turned to you while he poured a cup of caf in a small cafe area just outside the main mess hall.

You had been watching him like a hawk from the table you sat at, worried that any reminded or mention of Satine will have him crumble to the floor. But you also knew how strong he was, arguably the wisest Jedi Master and one of the top Generals in the war. 

You sighed, “I can’t help it. You know you’d be doing the same thing if you were in my shoes.” 

Obi-wan walked over to you and placed a mug down in front of you as he sipped his own, “I can’t argue with that.” 

You smiled up at him, though your sadness for him was transparent. You thanked him for the beverage and took a sip. 

There had been a thought stewing in your mind, festering and bringing on so much guilt. As hard as you tried to hide it, Obi-wan knew something was going on. 

“What’s on your mind, darling?” Obi-wan asked as he sat down across from you. 

You looked into his eyes, “I just… I know how much you loved her.” You winced as the words tumbled out of your mouth. This was not the right time to talk about the love triangle that was between you, Obi-wan, and Satine. 

Obi-wan reached out and took your hands in his and gave you a soft smile, “I did love her. But… it wouldn’t have worked for us. Even if she were still here, we led two very different lives and had pledged our lives to different causes.”

You nodded slightly, “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t be bringing this up right now.” 

“Don’t be. Loss brings up many emotions.” He brought your hand up to his lips and gave it a soft kiss before letting go. 

Just then, Anakin walked into the room. Luckily it was just after Obi-wan had let your hands go. 

“Alright, we gotta get a move on. I so graciously got us all on a mission together.” Anakin announced, hands on his hips and feeling obviously proud of himself. 

You exchanged a glance with Obi-wan before getting up and embarking on your next adventure. 

The war trudged on for about half a rotation longer, then something in the tides seemed to change. Anakin was growing alarmingly closer with the Chancellor each day and the Jedi council was not happy about it. Obi-wan was just assigned to defeat Grievous on Utapatu while you had just received a message from Ahsoka requesting back-up on Mandalore.

Obi-wan and you had gotten into a habit of taking turns sleeping in each other's rooms whenever you had downtime at the Jedi Temple. When you two would be on missions together you would share a room for “safety”. There had been a few times when you two had been sharing Obi-wan’s bed that Anakin would barge in and you would throw the excuse of falling asleep while discussing work in his face. Anakain would usually roll his eyes and mumble a ‘sure’ or ‘yeah, right’ before impatiently waiting outside the room for Obi-wan to collect himself. 

That’s where you were at the moment, stuffing a few items into a bag before rushing off, and Obi-wan was doing the same but not as hastily as you. This was the most anxious you felt for a mission in a long time. You were going to have the chance to help capture Maul. 

You closed your bag and triple-checked off your mental list. You were only torn from your thoughts and anxiety when you felt Obi-wan’s hand on your shoulder. 

“You’re shaking, darling.” he squeezed your joint lightly.

You shifted your attention fully towards him, “This is a big fucking deal… I’m scared.” 

Obi-wan gave you a sympathetic smile, “You and Ahsoka will do what is needed. I have complete faith in you both. There’s no one I would trust more to this task.” 

You reciprocated his smile and leaned your cheek against his hand, “Thank you.” 

You took a few deep breaths to calm your mind and body, letting the words sink in. Having regained some confidence, you moved to stand in front of Obi-wan and placed a kiss on his lips. He happily returned the gesture and moved his hands to your waist. 

You reluctantly pulled away from him after a few moments and rested your palm against his cheek, “Stay safe, Obi-wan. I’ll see you when we get back.” 

“You too. May the force be with you.” He placed a final kiss to your forehead. 

“And with you.” You bowed slightly to him before walking out of the room to hurry onto the last ship of reinforcements that was leaving for Mandalore.

-

You couldn’t believe your eyes as you were dangling from a steel beam. Maul had finally been captured, Ahsoka had got him. You used the last bit of strength to pull yourself up as there was a stun blast sent directly to Maul and he fell unconscious, wrapped in cords by the clone troopers. 

In between pants to catch your breath, you looked to Ahsoka who was standing on the steel beam across from you, “You did it.” 

She turned her head to you, “No. We did.” 

She graciously hopped over to you and helped you into one of the ships that had just flown up. The battle had taken all day and night, you just needed to oversee the transfer of Maul and make contact with the Jedi council. 

While Ahsoka spoke with Master Windu and Master Yoda, you mostly stayed quiet, as it was her mission that led to the successful capture. You had a glimmer of hope that perhaps Ahsoka would come back to the Order after the mission, but that hope was dashed when she referred to herself as a citizen. 

It was midday when you said your goodbyes to the Mandalorians and headed back to the command ship.

It was midday when everything went horribly wrong. 

It hadn’t been long since you jumped into hyperspace when the clone troopers turned on you and Ahsoka. The two of you got separated almost right away and it wasn’t until you nearly took her head off in the medical bay that you got reunited. Ahoska quickly got you up to speed on the theory of the clones’ inhibitor chip and that she had let Maul go to create a distraction. 

“You let him go?? Willingly?” You could see her way of thinking, but it was devastating to hear. 

“I know, I know. But it was the only thing I could do to give us a fighting chance.” She explained as numerous droids began to run tests on the unconscious Rex laying before you. 

When you took a moment to think about the last few minutes, it wasn’t until you heard loads of gunfire and clone troopers yelling commands in the distance for you to be able to kill the clones that had cornered you and then managed to escape to the med bay. You had a close call, a blaster shot grazed your side and you had been tending to your wound when you heard someone approaching the door. 

“Thank you.” You spoke softly, looking to Ahsoka once again, “You did what needed to be done.” 

“Don’t thank me until we get off this ship alive…” She muttered and took over locating the inhibitor chip in Rex. 

Once the chip was successfully taken out of Rex, the three of you devised a quick game plan on how to survive at least one more day. 

It took a lot of close calls, some skill, and a little luck, but you, Rex and Ahsoka were able to make it off the ship and away from the clone troopers. 

The three of you had only caught your breath for about 10 minutes before you piped up, “I need to go back to the Jedi Temple on Coruscant.” 

“What? Are you crazy? We just escaped one war zone and you wanna go to another?” Rex turned to look at you in bewilderment. 

“I agree with Rex. It’s too dangerous, we need to find somewhere to lay low.” Ahsoka supported the clone’s notion. 

“You two can. I can’t… I have to find Obi-wan.” You explained, a bit in your stomach began to grow as you realized there was a good chance he didn’t make it. You and Ahsoka both felt the massive amount of loss and darkness when the clones turned. 

Ahsoka called your name, bringing you out of the dark thoughts, “I want to find him too, but…” She stopped herself, seeing the hurt on your face. She didn’t have to finish her sentence, you both knew the grim reality of the situation. 

You took in a breath and forced the next words out of your mouth as sternly as you could manage, “I have to find him, Ahsoka. I love him.” 

Ahsoka could only look at you with pity and hurt, knowing there was nothing she could say to stop you. 

Rex glanced at you out of the corner of his eye. He may have been bred and programmed for war, but even he knew the kind of love you meant was more than a friend. 

“Please.” Your voice broke, strength and stoicism failing you. You didn’t have the energy to hide your feelings anymore. Ahsoka sighed in defeat, “Okay. We’ll find a system nearby safe enough to stop at. Then you can take the ship. Rex and I will make our own way from there.” 

You nodded and tried to relax in your seat for the rest of the ride. 

-

You were on your way to Coruscant, in hyper-space when an encrypted message came on your comlink. It was a warning for any remaining Jedi to stay clear of the Temple. You knew it had to be Obi-wan’s doing. He’s the only fool brave enough to walk into a trap just to warn others. You hadn’t been able to contact anyone when you were aboard the ship, fighting for your life. You decided to try one more time. 

You put out your encrypted distress call to all Jedi frequencies, and a separate one to Obi-wan, Anakin, and Padme’s personal comlinks. Sitting with the dead silence of space was becoming more unsettling with each passing moment. Just when you had lifted your finger to shut off your distress signal, a distorted crackling came over the radio from Padme’s comlink.

“Hello? Padme? Can you hear me? Are you and Anakin okay? Have you seen Obi-wan??” You hurled rapid fire questions at the static filling your cockpit. You held your breath waiting to hear a reply. 

“Darling? Darling, it’s me.” Obi-wan’s voice came over the static.

You let out a cry of relief and disbelief, “Obi-wan?? Is that really you? You survived?” 

“Yes… I have a lot to explain, but I’m sending you coordinates. Get here as soon as you can, it’s not safe to talk on here for too long. But, I’m glad you’re safe.” He audibly sighed in relief

The coordinates popped up on your computer screen, “I got them. Ahsoka is safe too, we managed to help Rex as well. I… I love you, Obi. See you soon.”

“That’s good to hear… I love you too.” he replied before the connection was severed. 

-

You arrived on Polis Massa just as the twins were born. You ran inside to the medical center, escorted by a droid where you saw Padme’s lifeless body on an operating table and Obi-wan holding a newborn baby boy. Master Yoda began to bring you up to speed on what became of Anakin Skywalker, and the duel on Mustafar. 

As you sat in a sterile white command room on a new ship, listening to Master Yoda, Bail Organa, and Obi-wan discuss the next steps you should take, the world seemed surreal. “Listening” is actually a strong word, it was more like you could hear the hum of talking but you weren’t taking any words in. Everything you had ever known had fallen apart. It wasn’t until a gentle hand placed on your cheek drew you back into reality. 

The room was empty now, with just you and Obi-wan left to yourselves. You turned your head to the man next to you. 

“Anakin…” You mumbled, still in disbelief. 

“I know.” Obi-wan answered you without you needing to say another word. He dropped his hand from your face and stared at the table in front of him. 

“It was all for nothing.” He stated

“What was?” You questioned, brows furrowing in confusion. 

“Everything.” He lifted his head to look into your eyes, his own filled with tears. “Qui-gon and Satine died for nothing. Dedicating my entire life to a code that now ceases to exist. And depriving myself of you.” 

You were speechless, not even a thought could form in your mind. 

“Come with me.” He continued, “To Tatooine, we can be together and watch over Luke.” He took your hands in his, giving them a slight squeeze. 

You nodded, “Of course, all I’ve ever needed was you, Obi. You’re all I’ve ever wanted.”

A small smile formed on your lips, and Obi-wan matched it. He gently pressed his forehead against yours.

“I’m sorry it took so long, that it took all of this for me to realize what I truly wanted.” He began to apologize, but you started to shake your head slightly.

“It wasn’t just you. And we made it. We’re here now.” You reassured him, and sealed it with a deep kiss you poured all your love into. 

He returned your enthusiasm and pulled you onto his lap to bring your bodies closer together. The two of you stayed in that room, sharing sloppy love filled kisses for what felt like hours. You had to make up for lost time somehow. You made mental notes of how his lips felt against yours, how he tasted, the way his beard and mustache tickled your face. You never wanted to forget this moment. 

You swore you could have stayed on top of him for eternity, but the jolt of the ship switching into its landing sequence interrupted you. Reluctantly climbing out of Obi-wan’s lap, you took a moment to take in his messy hair and swollen lips.

“Only you could make me horny on the worst day of my life, Kenobi.” You chuckled slightly and brushed your fingers through your hair. 

“Well, I could say the same thing about you.” He bantered, following your motions and fixing his own hair. 

The two of you quickly boarded a different ship once the current one had landed on Naboo. The three of you were now in hiding. Everything you grew up with, your morals, values, your way of life now had to be kept secret to ensure your survival. Obi-wan had barely set down the baby, Luke. You could sense how much the child meant to him, he and his sister are all that remains of Anakin and Padme. You sat in the cockpit and took off, setting the course for Tatooine, where Anakin had some family that would take in Luke while you and Obi-wan silently watched over him. 

After arriving on the desert planet and an uncomfortably long ride on an eopie, you could see the lights of moisture vaporators come into view. You unraveled your arms from around Obi-wan’s waist as the creature laid down for him to dismount. He carefully swung his leg over to the side and stepped onto the dusty earth. 

You reached out your hand to gently take the baby’s smaller one, “Goodbye, Luke. Stay out of trouble.” 

You let go of the child and Obi-wan walked over to Owen and Beru who had just emerged from their home. He carefully handled Luke, swaddled in a soft white blanket to Beru. She smiled at him before walking over to her husband, who was watching the suns set. 

When Obi-wan had made his way back to you and the eopie, he silently got on the animal and started to head toward the Jundland Wastes. It would become your new home while you quietly watched over Luke from a distance. 

~Fin~

[laylaplease]

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Anakin Thoughts

I will be honest. Some of this is based on my oc, but there is no mention of her.

Thinking of being a princess / prince of some sort and meeting Anakin as he's out on a mission as a Padawan, he had been thinking of Padme all of the time but the moment he scoops you up into his arms he suddenly forgets about her. You end up choosing him and your guys, "Love" over your people who had been forcing you to marry to save their planet, you chose him over the lives of millions, and he knew, but the moment he saw Padme again, he forgot about you instead, and you were left thinking about how you killed your people, betraying them for a man who you now know, can't ever love you :(

[heartofmortis]

✧ exile (what a ghostly scene)

. *. ⋆ Anakin / Vader x Reader

summary: you were bail organa’s ward, raised on alderaan with your younger sister. in the twilight of the clone war, you and anakin fell in love. when the war died, it dragged you and anakin to early graves with it — leaving only darth vader behind. even after years without you, he still wants you back. and there is nothing he would not do to bring you back to him. . .

tags: angst, tragic romance, suitless vader, no y/n, gn reader, inspired by the 2020 vader comics & vader immortal, past major character death, mourning, vader needs a hug, resurrection

note: my first reader/second person fic — i’m sorry if the tense is bad ajsjwjwjqjq. i’ve had this in my drafts for soooo long and i finally decided to finish it 🫶

word count: 1k

part 1 of 4

The stars have died, fizzling out into oblivion. All that remains is a charcoal heart that once belonged to Anakin Skywalker.

The boy from Tatooine is unreachable now, trapped inside the twisted soul of Darth Vader. The galaxy’s beloved Hero With No Fear is gone. With the rise of the Empire, the Jedi and their sympathisers will be erased from memory. A clean slate to start a new era.

Three years after the creation of the Empire, Darth Vader stands alone. His tower on Mustafar is isolating; its strategic position is a constant reminder of that day. His injuries still hurt sometimes: phantom itches on his now metal legs; scars from his burns that did not fully heal. The medical droids say he is lucky — the fire could have done more serious damage, and he could have been forced to rely on a suit keeping him alive for the rest of his days. Instead, the ebony coloured mask and suit he wears are to conceal his identity. A precaution so that Anakin Skywalker can fade from people’s tongues and memory, leaving the tyranny of Darth Vader in its place.

The weight of his failures is not the heaviest burden. Darth Vader drowns in his anger and grief. He was not strong enough to kill Obi-Wan Kenobi. He was not strong enough to save you.

(All things die. Even stars burn out.)

You were the stars in his sky, his light in the dark, the silvery moon to his blazing sun. So tender and kind. Perhaps your heart was too good for this world. Perhaps, it was your weakness all along. (How could peace ever love a dragon?)

Since you met, you had been Anakin’s sun. You anchored him; guided him home. You were his destiny. And, without you, the galaxy had turned cold. The fiery world outside, all hot air and lava fields, only stood as a reminder of his failure. He’d lost you. After everything Anakin had tried — surrendering himself to the dark side, betraying the light — he could not save you. Time had not quelled the pain.

Vader wonders if you would still recognise him. His copper hair has grown longer (he remembers how you used to cut it for him after he returned from another mission, and you’d giggle as you braided thin locks together), but his face hides behind an obsidian mask. You always loved the blue of Anakin’s eyes, but now they are blazing amber.

Mornings are the only time Vader allows himself to dwell on the past. It is when he finds himself alone and does not have to hide.

Vader recalls how you arrived on Mustafar like it was yesterday. (You haunt him every waking moment.) He could sense your conflicted emotions as soon as you disembarked your ship. Vader wasted no time approaching you, drawing you into his arms (where you belonged; where you were safe). His lips reconnected with yours, fitting together like puzzle pieces as he kissed you hungrily, his hands settled on your hips to keep you close.

You and Anakin had met after turning nineteen. He and Obi-Wan were called to Alderaan to protect the Queen and Viceroy from an assassination attempt. Being their ward, you had been there the whole time and quickly formed a connection with the young padawan — your relationship had blossomed during the Clone Wars.

He rested his forehead against yours as you spoke. “I heard terrible things. Tell me none of it is true.”

Vader hadn’t replied immediately and instead drew his head back to look at you. He would tell you any sweet lie if he needed to as he fought to quell the anger flaring in his eyes. “What have you been told?”

“Obi-Wan told me—”

Vader’s grasp around you tightened protectively. “Obi-Wan is alive?”

“He said you’d killed Jedi. Killed younglings.”

“You must not believe him, my love. He’s a traitor.”

It wasn’t the answer you sought, and you took a step backwards out of your husband’s grasp. “What have you done?”

“I did this for you. To save you.” He cupped your chin in his flesh hand and whispered your name. “I love you.”

Your eyes trained into his. There was no denial, no remorse in his stature; his only regret was letting Obi-Wan tell you anything.

He repeated his words. “I did this for you.”

From the shadows of your cloak, you drew a blaster. Only a small, weak thing. Vader watched your hands tremble. He did admire your courage. “Fix this,” you demanded. “Please,” you begged.

Anger flickered in Vader’s eyes. He had never seen you unimpressed with him. With an easy glide of his hand, Vader used the Force to knock the blaster out of your grip and pin your arms by your sides

“I am stronger than the Chancellor now,” he explained desperately, drawing you to his side. “I can overthrow him. Then you and I can be together; we can run away — just like you always wanted to.”

(But you didn’t. He lost you. Some might call you a traitor — Vader maintains that you were misguided.)

Three years later, regret still festers inside Vader’s hollow soul. There must have been a way to save you.

He misses you endlessly: craving your touch and the sound of your voice. (There is nothing Vader desires more than to have you back in his arms.)

Part of him wants to forget. To cast his memories of you into an abyss; to put the past behind him. But it is an impossible task. You are too well tangled into his soul. You haunt him. (And you’ll haunt him until his death.)

Today, there is no time to focus on you. A new morning brings meetings and training. You were Anakin’s Achilles Heel — but Darth Vader shows no such weakness. As Vader sits on his throne, reading over mission logs and other updates from the spread of the Empire across the galaxy, he receives a message: he must make his return to Coruscant immediately. (Your memory pulls him under the ocean again until he can no longer breathe.)

[cera-writes]

Can I get a Fox Movies!Kurt Wagner x a Gn!reader who has a space mutation and likes singing?

Basically just an obnoxious theater kid with space powers✨💫

A/N: yeah! Love this! <3 Pairing: Kurt Wagner x gn!Reader Tags: just cute fluff, bonding, singing together, silly antics

Kurt Wagner wasn't sure what to make of you. You were new to the X-Mansion, a whirlwind of glitter, musical numbers breaking out in the hallways, and a smile that could light up the Danger Room. You constantly defied gravity, flitting around like a particularly enthusiastic hummingbird, all thanks to your mutation. You could manipulate the space around you, teleporting in short bursts and creating shimmering pockets of anti-gravity. Professor Xavier had taken you in after a brush with a particularly nasty Sentinel incident, your cheerful defiance a beacon in a dark time.

Then there was your relationship with Nightcrawler and somehow, you gravitated towards him. You’d corner him after training, bombarding him with questions about his unique abilities and demonic good looks (which, to your delight, actually made him blush).

One particularly rainy afternoon, you found him surprisingly brooding by the window. Rain lashed against the glass as he turned to look at you with a small smile. Hesitantly, you approached, a boombox clutched in your hand.

“Hey Nightcrawler,” you chirped, your voice laced with concern. “Having a crappy day?”

He sighed, a wisp of smoke and shadows emanating from around him. “Just… thinking is all.”

With a flourish, you hit play. Upbeat music filled the room, the music at odds with the gloomy atmosphere. Nightcrawler raised an eyebrow.

“What’s this?”

“Distraction therapy!” you declared, a grin splitting your face. “Come on, Kurt! Dance and sing with me!”

He watched, bemused, as you danced around the room, belting out the lyrics with gusto. Another small smile tugged at the corner of his lips. Maybe, just maybe, a little bit of obnoxious cheer was exactly what he needed.

As the final notes faded, you struck a dramatic pose, a mischievous glint in your eye.

“So? How was that? Not too shabby, right?”

Nightcrawler chuckled, a deep, rumbling sound. “You’re… something else, Y/N.”

You beamed. “That’s what they all say! Now come on, let’s put on a real show for the others. I’ve been working on a space opera number, and I think Colossus would make a killer Darth Vader.”

Nightcrawler shook his head, but a smile lingered on his face. Maybe having you around wouldn’t be so bad after all. Maybe, just maybe, he could learn a thing or two about embracing the spotlight from the most enthusiastic theater kid in the X-Mansion.

[janesinner]

STAR WARS One shots X GN! Reader Christmas special

How would everyone react by you giving them a christmas gift

Galactic Empire : You're here

First Order : HERE

Galactic Republic : HERE

Imperials :

Darth Vader :

At first he thoughts you were either the bravests or most foolish person in the galaxy.

Vader never got a gift, and never the one he actualy wanted.

He wanted to appear he didn't liked the gift and ordered his troopers to get rid of it. They were actualy ordered to deliver the gift to his personal quarteens but you'll never know that.

You were confused when you found a small gift on your bed the next day.

Director Krennic :

He's a Director, he doesn't need gifts. He always gets what he wants.

But when it comes to your gifts... oh boy.

He loves every single one of them

You buys him one gift? He buy you 10x more.

He loves spoiling you cuz he can afford it and cuz he like to brag about it to everyone.

He takes vacation for the entyre weekend and spend it with you, but obviously in publics.

Grand Admiral Thrawn :

He doesn't know much about the human holidays, but when you brought him a gift , he wanted to know more.

He absolutely love your gift and he cherrish it deeply.

On the very same day, he took his time and left the Chimaera to the closes planet. After hours of searching, he found a gift that described you and gave it to you.

Luckily he wasn't fighting with the rebels on the same day, so he spend the day with you.

Governor Arihnda Pryce :

She wasn't expecting a gift from you and she was rather worried.

All her friends betrayed her by using her, and she was scared for you to do the same.

So she spend the entire day with you and see what demands you'll want from her.

she was surprised when none came.

At the end of the day, she was more on ease and apologized she didn't bought anything for you.

You only shook your head and reassured you it is alright.

She's glad she finally met someone who she can trust after all those years.

Grand Inquisitor :

He stared suspiciously at the gift. He never got a gift neither he expected to get one.

But one day, when he opened the room from his querteens, and saw you standing there with gift in the hand, was the first time you saw him jump.

You were apologizing to him for the rest of the day, but in the end of the day, he forgive you.

Tho you two didn't spended the day together, you appreciated when he visited you and you two spend a nice night together.

Eli Vanto :

You woke up and saw a gift next to your head.

Iou immedietly knew it was from your Eli.

Once you foudn him, you gave him a gift and kiss on his forehead.

He absolutely loves your gift and you love his.

Thrawn was kind enough to give Eli one free day, and he rushed to spend the day with you.

Alexsandr Kallus :

It was exhausting day at work.

The rebebls managed to get away, and he was the one who got in trouble again.

He angrily, tossed his helmet at the closes wall once he entered his office and sat on his chair by the table, as he gripped his hair in his hands.

After a while, he noticed a gift on his table. He was confused and was warry to open it. Could it be another of the rebels Trap?

He was warry to open it, till he saw your name on it. It was a gift from you.

Without another second, he grabbed the gifst and unwrapped it.

He was shocked to see it was something he once saw in the markets and took liking to it.

He send you the text the very next second, saying he liked the gift and want to repay it to you.

REBELS :

Luke Skywalker :

Tatooine is a poor planet, and there isn't much that would anyone consider a gift. And yet, here you are, somehow managing to obtain something for him.

He absolutely loves your gift and scolds you for wasting your credits on him but you just shook your head and kissed his forehead.

The young boy was flattered by your words and your kiss and was determinated to make enough money and move else where where you two could have a better life.

Han Solo :

Gift? For him? Aren't you gift for him?

He's devoted to be a female man but when it comes to this holiday, he spend the day with you and you alone.

He takes you for a nice fly on his Falcon.

And while you two are enjoying your flight, poor Chewbacca is running around the ship, repairing it.

Lando calrissian :

When you brought him a gift, he absolutely loves it.

He's a bussines man, but he's not greedy.

He make sure to buy you the fines clothes

He invites you to a nice restaurant where you two spend a nice evening.

Leia Organa :

When you brought her a gift, she absolutely loves it.

She might be bossy around the others, but when you two are alone, she's a complete sweet heart.

At the night, you two take a nice walk around the garden.

When she gave you a gift, you realised it's rather expensive jewelry.

You scolded her, but she just laughed and kissed you.

The rest of the nigh your face is red as tomato.

Kanan Jarus

When you brough him a gift he was flattered.

He also had a gift for you he hoped you'll like, and you did.

He's never the one with affections, but he can(t help himself but to be giddy when he's around you.

Tho the Holiday didn't went as you expected it, but you two had lots of fun riding on speeder bike while being chased by scout-troopers.

Hera Syndulla :

When you brough her a gift, she lifted her eyebrow, not understanding why are you giving it to her, as this holiday is unknow to her.

Once you explained it to her, she gave you a warm smile and hugged you.

Once she opened the gift, she was absolutely flattered.

She scolded you for wasting money for her, but you just brushed it off, saying that she deserve it.

You also had a gift for Chopper. You're second person he tolerates.

Sabine Wren :

Your christmas Eve is different then you had expected.

While others people are celebrating at home, you two went in to Imperial territory and painted the entyre place.

You know she loves panting and enjoying this moment with her was greater then anything else.

At the end of the day, you gave her her gift.

She loves it and rewarded you with a head pet.

Garazeb Orrelios :

When you brough him a gift, he was confused.

He took the gift and shook it next to his ear.

You laughed at him and explained the holiday to him.

He was emberassed and shoo Chopper off when he laughed at him.

When he opened the gift, he didn't expected to see this.

He absolutely love his gift and he hugs you.

"You should have bought him a repellent.." "SHUT UP EZRA!"

Ezra Bridger :

There was no point in wrapping his gift.

When he held the Death Trooper helmet in his hands he was beyound shocked.

He stared at you with his eyes wide open and torated the helmet towards you.

"How did you managed to obtain Death Trooper helmet??!!" You told him not to worry about it.

He felt bad cuz he didn¨t had anything for you, but a nice evenin on Lothal was enough to make it up for you.

You liek spending time with your goofy Jedi.

Happy Christmas everyone

[solaris-amethyst]

🪻Lego Friday🪻

✨Pairing: Seonghwa x gn!reader ✨Prompt: Building a lego set with seonghwa I don’t have much of an idea around this one I just really wanna build a lego set and from watching seonghwa lego lives building with him just looks like so much fun. ✨Requested by @beabatiny🫶🏻 ✨Word Count: 0.9k ✨Genre: fluff, non idol au ☀️Authors Note: Thank you for requesting this! It was fun writing and I hope you enjoy it🥰 also sorry this took me so long to write😭

"I wanna build legos."

It was announced to you as you were making some desserts for the two of you. Seonghwa was standing in the kitchen holding two enormous lego bags he had pulled out from somewhere whilst giving you the biggest puppy eyes.

"Do you want me to build legos with you?" You ask fighting back a chuckle at the way he was standing and pouting.

His little nod brought a smile to your face as you finished up the dessert.

"Then we will build legos together! Got any I can build? Nothing too complicated please!"

As you said that Seonghwa was already picking up the different lego sets he had, eager to find one you could work on.

"Baby Yoda? Or maybe some flowers?? Or both??" He holds two sets up for you showcasing one where you'd build baby Yoda or some flowers to have for display.

"Hmmm Yoda looks a bit easier, can I start with that one perhaps?"

"Yes!!!" He nods and then quickly hurries to the living room moving with urgency to move everything to the side so the two of you can build the legos together comfortably.

"Cutie." You say to yourself shaking your head with a little laugh before entering the living room with two cups of dessert and two spoons.

You sit down next to him looking curiously at what he's doing.

"Here! One baby Yoda box for you! I'll work on a darth vader one then!" He says happily while handing you your box.

"Thank you!" You say as you take the box and empty it on the floor in front of you.

The two of you sit in silence for a while sorting through the pieces before you remember something you wanted to share with him.

"Did I tell you what Wooyoung and Yeosang did yesterday when we went mini golfing?" You ask him as you start putting some of the pieces together.

"What did those two do this time?" He asks curious to know what your friends had done. Knowing that Wooyoung was involved it could mean anything from silly things like stealing a bite from someones ice cream to something more chaotic.

"Well they started arguing about the best way to push the ball in the hole and decided to make it a competition." You start telling him and Seonghwas boba eyes are focused on you.

"I'm sensing a but?" he says chuckling and you can't help but laugh and nod.

"Yeah, Yeosang did better and to try and distract him, Wooyoung decided to full on chomp on his shoulder." You show by imitating Woo's chomp on Yeosangs shoulder on Seonghwas shoulder without actually biting him.

His laugh ring through the apartment as he shakes his head at your friends antics.

"That sounds just like them to be honest." He says as he hands you the piece you're looking for whilst showing you where it should go.

"Yeah they truly can't be stopped. We almost got kicked out because of Wooyoungs loud chatter but we managed to get him to quiet down by promising we'd buy him food if he could be a bit quieter so we could play to the end."

The two of you sit and talk for hours, giggling about everything from the legos, to your friends, to things that has happened recently in your life whilst enjoying the dessert from time to time that you had prepared.

"Look! Isn't it cute once it's finished?" Seonghwa ask as he shows you the little Darth Vader figure hes put together and you look at him in surprise.

"How did you finish so quickly?! I'm still trying to figure out what I've done wrong." You say as you hold up your Yoda figure which looks a bit wonky due to you putting the wrong pieces together.

"Ahhh well I'm the pro aren't I? You'll learn quickly if you build legos more often." He says whilst moving closer to you, taking the lego from your hands and undoing what you had put together wrongly.

"Here, let's try again okay? This piece." He holds up a big piece and gives it to you "goes here okay? Whilst this one goes over there."

He helps guide you by pointing where certain pieces will go.

"Thanks Hwa, this is really calming you know." You mumble as you focus on setting up the last pieces of Yoda before showing it to him proudly.

"Ta-daaaa!" You show the lego piece off and he claps his hands excitedly for you.

"It looks great!"

"That's because I had such a great teacher!"

You two take a little break after that, sitting facing each other and chatting about anything and everything.

"I saw that they're playing Coraline again in the theaters for its 15th year anniversary. All nine of us should go and see it since we're nearing spooky season." Seonghwa says while rummaging through the rest of his unbuilt lego.

"It's in theaters?! All of us have to go! We should go dressed up as the characters! Wooyoung could be the talking cat!" You exclaim and Hwa looks excited at the idea of dressing up and going to see it.

"Yes!! I wanna be one of the old ladies with all the dogs." He lets you know.

"Hongjoong should dress as the other old lady then." You laugh and the night ends with you two planning who would be which character as you start on a new piece of lego, this time deciding to build it together while laughing at the idea of getting dressed to go to the movies.

[ultimate-spiderman-stuff]

Web-Warriors x gn!reader headcanons please? How would they react when they'd befriend reader and then realize they have a crush on them?

Peter

Peter met you in school

He got assigned to sit next to you in history

You were drawing,not really paying attention to the class

He kinda was just tapping his pen awkwardly trying to think of a good conversation starter

Ends up blurting out something really randome like:

'Hey, did you know that barnacals have the largest dicks relative to their size?'

He practically dies inside

He hurriedly tries to back track,stumbling over his words

Then you just look up from your drawing,raising an eyebrow at him, nodding slowly

Peter just stays quiet for half the period then he decides to ask what your drawing

You turn the sketch book around to show him Darth Vader

Cue to both of you fangirling over Star Wars

After a while you guys started hanging out at breaks with Harry and MJ

The both of you have the kind of friendship where you'll say randome facts about stuff completely out of then blue

Finally the team gets so annoyed with the constant yapping that they don't bother asking Peter if he likes you, they tell him

You already knew you like him but was just waiting for the right time to ask him out

The next day after class you both confess at the same time

It was really awkward but wholsome

So you start dating

Flash

He met you at the gym

You were doing weights and he offered to spot for you

You gladly accepted his offer and you guys clicked instantly

At first he thought it would be a one time thing, but the next time he was there he saw you and instantly came over

Soon you both were sharing opinions of different artists to listen to,and walking home together

Soon he asked you out

You went out for smoothies

Miles

You were from the Red Room and was recently taken into SHIELD

SHIELD had given you some Red Dust so you were free from the Red Room

Miles had come over to hangout with you in the cafeteria and was currently talking your ear off about Ghostbusters

As annoying as his constant banter was the plot was quite interesting

You were always getting into fights with everyone but you found him just that little bit more tolerable

Miles also liked hanging out with you even though you frightened him a bit

But after awhile he began to not really be bothered by you

Soon he decided to ask Peter for some advice on what he was feeling

Peter wasn't quite his best decision to go to cos Peter is practically clueless in that category

But after a lot of researching and Google saying he was going to die of a heart condition, both of them found the answer

Ge was in love with you

Ot was a very sweet confection, the poor boy was so nervous

You had no idea about dating

But everything eventually worked out

Amadeus

He met you at SHIELD

And yes you were 13 the same age as Amadeus

You were a botanist like your parents so you were able to work in the labs

Amadeus might be the 7th smartest person in the world but plants were just not his thing

So when he found some new plant based material on patrol he asked you for help

It turns out he wasn't as much as a prick as everyone else said he was

But he was still annoying

After a couple of days he was becoming a bit less of a dick then before

After a couple of weeks the prodject was finished

He kept on finding reasons to go back to your lab and the relationship began

None of you guys actually said it, it kinda just happened

So like who knows you could just be really good friends who shares a lab and custody of a goldfish

Ben

Scarlet was on patrol when he saw a creepy dude with a gun go into the cafe you were working at

By the time he got there he saw you judo flip the guy

So he just sat back and watched the show

Once you were done with him, he webbed the guy up, staring at you suspiciously

'What? Did ya think I couldn't protect myself just because I have no powers?' You asked

'Did I say that, punk?' He muttered, glaring harder

You rolled your eyes at his attitude, giving him a hot chocolate

Once he left he had to say you peeked his interest

So when aunt May was having a bit of trouble finding where to go to for lunch he suggested the cafe you worked at

May noticed that he was staring at you more than he did at other people so made sure to go there more often

Sometimes he even goes there without May

He begins to go there almost every day so that he can see you

He starts to talk to you and and become somewhat friends

After awhile he confide in May

She was so excited that he was interested in someone

So when he decided to confess he was a blushing mess

You got what he was getting at and said yes

[hanasnx]

darth vader, forced to reinstitute primae noctis by emperor palpatine as a cruel punishment, awaits to deflower you in his private and luxurious chambers. a breeding dog, tearing himself up inside over intimacy with a stranger, will fuck you as cruelly as he sees fit.

[vodika-vibes]

omg I can absolutely request something for kix, literally I'll take anything i love him so much

i'm not too fussy but maybe something hurt/comfort vibes with non-established relationship? if that takes your fancy, can be sfw or nsfw however it works out

love your writing sm :)

Watching Over You

Summary: ou know that Kix is ���dealing” with his new truth by not dealing with it, and you know it’s only a matter of time before he falls apart. You’ll be there for him, until he no longer needs you.

Pairing: Pre Pirate!Kix x GN!Reader

Word Count: 1113

Warnings: Kix is straight up not having a good time.

A/N: So, this could be seen as platonic or pre-romantic, but I'm happy with it, but that might just be because it's Kix. Anyway, I hope you like it!

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“Alright, we’re all set,” You say as you step out of the shop while tugging your new gloves over your hands, “You sure you don’t need anything while we’re here?”

“From Nar Shaddaa?” Kix asks, as he tears his gaze away from a stall selling, probably stolen, speeders. “Hard pass. How do you know those are going to be any good?”

“Leather gloves are leather gloves, babe.” You counter as you hold your, now glove-covered, hands in front of your face, “They don’t need to be the best leather gloves in the galaxy, they just need to be able to protect my hands from the cold.”

Kix huffs, “You should let me run some blood tests. There’s no reason for you to be cold all of the time–”

“Hard pass, Doc.” You counter, “If I’m dying from some blood disease, I don’t want to know.”

Kix sighs again, and finally focuses his attention on you, “You’re impossible.”

“And yet still so adorable.”

“You keep telling yourself that.”

“Thanks! I will.”

He shoots you a look, and you grin at him, “Come on, Kix. Let’s get out of here before the Hutts take offense at our presence.”

“Yeah, yeah.” He falls into step next to you, while you chatter his ear off about anything and everything that crosses your mind.

In the almost year that you’ve known, and traveled, with Kix, you’ve learned that he doesn’t like quiet. When there’s too much quiet he gets lost in his own mind, and starts spiraling.

And so, you fill the silence with stories, with mindless chatter, with music or movies or shows. Anything and everything you can do to make his suffering a little easier, you will do.

Honestly, you’ve never spoken so much in your life as you have in the past year.

You stop mid-sentence, when you glance to the side and realize that Kix is no longer walking with you. Quickly, you scan the crowd around you, and you quickly find him.

At first, you’re not sure what caught his attention, but as you approach him, you see what his gaze is locked on, and your heart sinks. He’s standing in front of an electronics store. An electronics store that has a massive holo showing a documentary about Darth Vader and his 501st.

Your jaw clenches and you slowly exhale, before you move to his side and wrap your arms around his arm, “Kix.” You keep your gaze on his face, on the pained, almost lost, expression that he wears when he’s lost in the past, “It’s time to go.”

He doesn’t react to your voice, but he also doesn’t stop you when you start tugging him away from the shop. And he doesn’t fight you when you walk him back to the spaceport and back to your ship.

In fact, in spite of your chatter, Kix is completely silent. 

He doesn’t say anything until you’re back on your ship. “Hey, can we wait a bit before we take off?”

You watch him for a moment, “Why?”

“I’d like a proper shower, and the water shower doesn’t work properly in space.” Kix replies.

“Mm, yeah. Okay.”

You pretend that you don’t notice him grabbing the portable holo as he heads into the fresher, and half an hour later, when you hear a quiet sob from the fresher, you turn on some music so he can have some privacy.

There’s no way for you to understand his grief.

Kix once had 2 million brothers…and now he’s alone in the galaxy. Only, he’s not alone, he has you, and he’ll continue to have you until he no longer needs you. And even then, you’ll stick around until he tells you to leave.

Personal loyalty to your friends has always been your fatal flaw, according to your old school teachers.

When he finally emerges from the fresher, his eyes are red and he looks exhausted. Bone deep exhausted.

You watch him for a moment, and then you sigh, “Kix,”

He glances at you, “I’m fine.”

“You’re not okay, Kix. And that’s okay.” You set the bowl that you were using to make some meatballs on the counter and walk over to him to take his hands in yours, “I...have given you your space, but maybe I shouldn’t have.”

“Listen, you don’t have to do this.”

You squeeze his hands, “Yes, I do. I…cannot even begin to understand the kind of loss that you suffered. I can’t. No one can. But you’re not alone in this.”

“My whole family is dead, cyare.”

“That doesn’t mean you’re alone.” You counter, “I will be here for you, for as long as you accept it. And probably longer.”

He stares at you, and then he sighs and drops his cheek on the top of your head while hooking his arms around your waist, “I don’t deserve you.”

“You’re wrong about that too, but I can be patient with you.”

The pair of you don’t say anything for a while, “What are you making?”

“Meatballs. We’re having pasta for dinner. With homemade noodles.”

“Huh. Have you made the dough yet?”

You smile at him, “Nope, I know you like that part. The ingredients are in the fridge.”

Later, as he’s kneading the dough while you sing along to the radio and form meatballs, he turns down the music and glances at you out of the corner of his eye.

“What’s up?” You ask, without looking at him.

“Can I sleep with you tonight? I don’t want to be alone.”

“Whatever you need, Kix. You just need to ask.” You reply, turning to look at him with a fond smile on your face.

He’s quiet for a moment, and then he sighs, “Also…?”

“Hm?”

“Do you think you can put me in contact with Luke Skywalker? I’d like to get to know him…and maybe share some stories about his dad.”

“Mm, I don’t know if I can get you in contact with Master Skywalker, but I can probably get you in contact with General Organa-Solo.” You reply lightly, “She might be able to get you in touch with Master Skywalker.”

“...thanks, cyare.”

“Like I said, Kix. Whatever you need. For however long you need it.”

The pair of you go back to your respective projects and as you finish forming the last meatball and pull your food prep gloves off, he reaches over and takes your hand in his, “Thank you.”

You grin at him and thread your fingers with his to give his hand a squeeze, “No worries, Kix. I’ll watch over you until you’re ready to look after yourself. And then I’ll keep doing it. That’s what I do.”

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Hope

Fandom - Star Wars

Pairing - Anakin Skywalker/Darth Vader x gn!Windu's former padawan!reader

Summary - Now that Darth Vader has finally found you, there are revelations to face and decisions to make.

Warnings - Angst, reader and Vader duel. Nothing much really.

Wordcount - 450+

A/N - Inspired by THE scene in Obi-Wan Kenobi. I'm enjoying writing these small imagines(?), it's helping me write while also fulfilling my current obsession with Anakin. If Vader or Windu are ooc, no they are not. Hope you all like it!

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"It's over." His voice echoes from behind you. In the dark of the night, he is nothing but an extension of the shadows, a billowing phantom lit in red. "The chase ends now."

"It doesn't have to be this way," you say, unclipping your lightsaber from your belt. Come home, Anakin, you want to say. But you're not sure you have a home anymore. You're not sure if there's anything left of Anakin in this suited ghost. You're not sure if there ever was an Anakin at all.

He moves forth, every bit of warrior, lightsaber flashing above his head, and then it's on. Your own purple lightsaber comes alive in your hands, rising to meet his strike. You use his momentum against him to bring your conjoined sabers down towards the ground, then twirl, aiming a hit at his torso. He deflects. Then goes for your exposed face. You block the hit and reach a stalemate, the muscles in your arm setting on fire as you hold against his strength. His mask is lit in red and purple. You peer into his reflective lenses. Anakin, please.

His other hand flicks up, thrusting towards you. You gasp, the Force propelling you backwards and into the base of a cliff. Jagged rocks slam against your shoulders and back. It's sheer luck that the cliff doesn't crumble on top of you. Breathe, you think. Get up.

"Anakin Skywalker burned on Mustafar." He nears you, his footsteps stirring the loose gravel scattered beneath his feet. "He is long dead."

You stare up at his visage, the red of his lightsaber so close to your skin. You were so tired; so unfathomably tired. How long had you been running now? From and towards this suited man? With hope that maybe the rumours were false, the whispers untrue? With hope that maybe all hope was not lost?

Give up, a voice whispers. Give in.

Give in to what? The dark side? To hopelessness?

"We fight for the greater good, for the people who can't protect themselves. We fight for hope." Master Windu had taught you. He seemed to be there then, in this dark cloudy night, a soft breeze on your skin, image of a soft reserved smile, a gentle hand that corrects your stance. "Jedi must always fight. For the galaxy depends on us."

You knew what Vader wanted. He would not have kept you alive for any reason other than to lure you to the dark side. Unfortunately, in a world so cruel and divided, getting what we want is next to impossible.

You raise your hands, pain throbbing through your shoulders, and call upon the Force. The cliff breaks above, raining down on your still figures in a shower of rocks and dust. If you don't get what you want, neither will he.

"Goodbye, Vader."

[yoitsjay]

Two Sides

Pairings: crosshair x inquisitor gn reader

Summary: swayed to the path of the dark during the fall of the jedi, you feel isolated and alone. But you find yourself stationed on an Ice planet, as is your old fling crosshair. And after rekindling what you lost, you both find your light again.

Warnings: cannon violence, bit of angst

After the fall of the jedi, a new batch of force sensitives were hunted, children to be used for experiments, or to be trained to become sith filled with hate… You were filled with hate after your friends and family were slaughtered in front of your eyes on coruscant. You were only supposed to be there for a general's meeting to discuss the end of the war… But after the clones turned on you, you remembered slaughtering thousands of clones, rage all but consuming you.

They had killed your padawan, who was just a child thrust into this war that they didn’t deserve to be apart of… And then you ran into anakin, but he had blood on his robes just as you had blood on yours. He saw something in your eyes, and instead of attacking you he extended his hand to you.

“Join me”

he said, telling you how in this new empire you could feel free to be you, and embrace the anger you’ve suppressed for years. And you did just that, turning your back on the jedi, following anakin as he slaughtered the rest of the jedi on coruscant.

You split up after that but when Vader showed up at one of the planets you were hiding on, you knew it was time to embrace the hate, and the anger… and that made you one of the first inquisitors under Darth Vader's watch.

Currently you were stationed on an imperial base located on a snowy tundra, having command of your own little batch of clones which you already despised, you were tasked in aiding the imps with guarding a supply drop, amongst other things like protecting the delicate work inside.

You had your helmet fastened over your head, lightsaber resting on the clip you had on your back armor plate, easy to reach just in case anything were to happen. You were just staring forward, that was until you heard an interesting voice commanding some stormtroopers, more like arguing.

You turned your head in the direction of the arguing, spotting a taller man, taller than you, however he had an interesting familiarity about him… until you realized that this man who was arguing with storm troopers was the same man you had an… interesting night with quite a few years ago.

You started walking forward, your looming and otherwize terrifying masked appearance making the storm troopers straighten up right away. “Crosshair?” you called out, your sweet dulcet- yet crackly modified voice escaping through your helmet, catching the tall man’s ears. He quickly turned around to face you just as you removed your helmet, shaking your hair out of the loose braid that you had it in, offering him a gentle smile. You could still be kind at times… especially when it came to this man.

“Y/n… wow it's been…” Crosshair trailed off as you nodded, gripping your helmet in your hands as you looked at the troopers. “You three, you're excused. find duties elsewhere.” You ordered, your tone suddenly shifting to a harsher one, watching as the troopers sped off. You turned to crosshair again, seeing the spark in his eyes and the slight smirk on his lips.

“I think you’ve earned a break, hm? Come, we have much to discuss…”

That day was one that led to many others, despite you both working for the empire your conversations lead to a spark igniting in your core, the kind of spark that would lead back into the darkest of places. and it seemed to be doing the same for crosshair as well, as after a mission went awry where he was extremely injured, he ended up killing his commanding officer in response.

After that he got arrested before you could do anything, but you fled the empire after that and you began searching for any leads… which is when you found the bad batch again… and after confessing to all you’ve done, they still took you in.

It took some work, but all that hate and anger you kept holed up in your heart you released, and your kyber crystal faded to white as you reconstructed your weapon, your tool.

Your priority was saving crosshair… and then omega when she got taken too. But after months of searching and nothing coming up you started losing hope of ever finding the man you… you loved.

funny how the universe worked though, because after receiving coordinates from Omega and actually going to see her, you saw Crosshair again for the first time in months since he killed that officer. You ran to him, practically jumping into his arms as you kissed him, and it took a minute but he reciprocated, tightening his arms around you tightly as he did so.

You realized that the light side was never the jedi, and the power that came with them, but the attachments in friends and family, the bond that was created. and as long as you knew how to deal with the anger and pain of losing someone, you wouldn’t stray from the light again… Not with Crosshair by your side.

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star wars

.. can you tell who my obsession is lol

anakin skywalker ::

x famous singer!reader

illicit affairs | jedi!anakin (kinda angst)

part two

general headcanons

ramblings

soulmates | soulmate au

sticking by your side | fallen angel!anakin x reader

the lakes | abandoning the order w/ jedi!anakin

afterglow | apologizing to anakin

protector | jedi!anakin x senator!reader

yandere!jedi!anakin

yandere!rots!anakin

heartbreak prince | fboy!anakin

beautiful | poly!anakin + obiwan talking abt gn!reader

poly w/ padme + reader

darth vader ::

the jealousy of yandere!darth vader

escape | yandere!darth vader (jedi survivor au)

obiwan kenobi ::

beautiful | poly!anakin + obiwan talking abt gn!reader

holding back | breaking obiwan's resolve (slightly nsfw)

padmè amidala ::

poly w/ anakin + reader

general headcanons

family matters | x sibling!reader PLATONIC!

leia organa ::

general headcanons

luke skywalker ::

general headcanons