#star wars blurb

[littlest-dark-age]

Lovesick!Vader who wishes to worship the ground you walk on, cleaving any who dare upset you in half, and offer you your favorite things as if he is a mere peasant getting favors from the gods for a blessing. He knows he could have anyone he wished for, yet you seem just out of reach.

Lovesick!Vader knowing you'd tremble in his large shadow, so he reaches out within the force to begin with. Slowly getting you used to his presence in your mind, and even having you begin to care for him as he guided you in your lessons.

Lovesick!Vader not knowing the extent of his affect on you. Not knowing how you wonder what his face is like, what color his eyes would gleam in the sunlight or how his hands would hold you. Not understanding how you've come to call him your guardian angel for his warnings that always seem to keep you out of trouble.

Lovesick!Vader who is closer than you thought. Always watching, lurking around shadowed corners as you walk down corridors. Who knows everything about you, things you wouldn't even know. Wishing to close the ever growing gap between the two of you.

Lovesick!Vader decides to do something about it. Slipping something into your drink one night, only for you to awake on a plush bed with darkness surrounding you. A masked figure in the corner, lurking as he always does, watching you examine the room. His raspy voice breaks the bleak silence with a single sentence. "How precious you look while sleeping, with your gentle heartbeat and slow breaths, one might take you for a doll."

[fangirlforeversthings]

When obi wan met cody or: the story why obi wan loves him so much.

A very short story by: me

Obi wan suddenly, dramatically throws his robe down and yells into the skies: WHY IS EVERYONE IN THIS FREAKING GALAXY A KRIFFIN LUNATICK EVEN THE FORCE?! *sinking his shoulders sadly* why am i the only normal reasonable adult here? *sniff*

His robe then is picked up by a pair of gloved hands. Cody, picks it up and hands it to him then calmly crosses his arms behind his back.

Cody: Here you dropped this sir :) My name is marshall commander cody, i am assigned to you as your commander :)

Obi wan:

Obi *whisper*: a normal reasonable adult?!

Cody: oh thank the maker i didn't want to be so forward at our first meeting but yes oh finally A NORMAL PERSON. *leans in and whispers behind held out hand* these lunaticks here all all out of their minds aren't they?

Obi with teary eyes: YESSSS!

*edit

They both then proceeded to sing barbie as the princess and the paupers: i'm just like you (yes with performance)

And since this day they are unseperable. Two tired adults drinking their Whiskey adorned morning coffee and silently judging everyone else around them

They are staring. Furociously. Everbody knows

[hesthermay]

𝐈 𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔

PAIRING: anakin skywalker x gn!jedi!reader

SUMMARY: @celestialwrites secret dating prompt list; "i missed you." "you just saw me." "yes, but i missed holding you."

WORD COUNT: 303

RATINGS + WARNINGS: general audiences, fluff. no y/n

NOTES: another

STAR WARS MASTERLIST

The day had been long, as they usually were in the trying times of the Clone Wars, but it was to be expected of any Jedi. 

What wasn’t expected, however, was ending it in the arms of another, soft kisses and sweet nothings being shared in the privacy of the night. Forbidden, yes; but worth it, it would always be. 

You had seen Anakin Skywalker multiple times throughout the duration of the day; passing one another in the corridors of the Temple, attending a briefing for an upcoming mission, catching his eye during your sparring match with Master Plo in the afternoon. When the two of you were on the same planet, there was no escaping the other. The Force worked in mysterious ways, and though this connection was taboo in your way of life, it always seemed to pull you back together. 

You weren’t complaining, for seeing Anakin Skywalker was enough to make keeping the secret another day worth it. Better yet, ending the day with him made it enjoyable. 

“I missed you,” he mused, wrapping his arms around you and nuzzling his face in your neck. A baby, he was, when he got sleepy. Needy and sweet, if a little whiny, but precious nonetheless. 

You shifted, trying to get comfortable in the bed while still being held hostage in his grasp, and chuckled. “You just saw me,” you whispered, smiling as his breath tickled your skin. 

Loving him, knowing him and seeing him and loving him, was the greatest gift the Force could have given you. It was special and sacred, and you would hold it close to your heart for the rest of time. 

“Yes,” he answered matter-of-factly, “but I missed holding you.” 

Another chuckle, and your heart fluttered in your chest. “Oh, well I suppose you got me there.”

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[of-many-fandomss]

A din djarin request where he suffers a nightmare and reader helps him through it

My first din djarin blurb!!

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It had taken a lot of convincing, but after finally telling Din that his sleep-deprived state was in no way fit to protect the Child, he reluctantly took your advice and took a nap.

You hadn’t been able to persuade him to go down to his bunk- he insisted on staying up in the cockpit with you- but you supposed you should just be happy that he was finally getting some shuteye.

Not too long ago, you had put Grogu down for a nap in his own hammock, meaning the mandalorian would hopefully be able to get some uninterrupted sleep.

He sat in the chair to the right of you with his arms crossed over his chest. The only indication that he was asleep being the way his helmet had lulled slightly to fall forwards onto his shoulder. That, and the soft- almost inaudible sound- of his steady breathing.

You had been traveling with him and the Child for some time now, after he hired you as a babysitter of sorts for Grogu, and you couldn’t deny the feelings that had begun swirling around inside of you for the man. Both the attraction and attachment that you felt towards him.

You continued to fly the ship, glancing sideways every now and again just to see how he was doing. And though you couldn’t see his face, you could tell by the way his body was relaxed behind all the armor that he was just feeling peaceful.

Suddenly, a sharp intake of breath had your eyes snapping over to Din, finding his muscles now once again tense, but head still dropped loosely in a way that told you he was still asleep.

You watched as his arm twitched and one of his fists tightened unconsciously, and that’s when it hit you. You had seen it enough times- not just with him- throughout the years to notice the signs.

He was having a nightmare.

Quickly, you switched the ship to autopilot and swiveled around in your seat, getting up and crouching down in front of him.

Gently, you placed your hand in his knee and shook it, “Din,” Your voice was soft, “Hey, Din, wake up-“

Immediately, his head shot up and his hand flew to where he had a blaster hanging at his side. Your eyes widened and you quickly placed your hand over his gloved one to stop him from drawing the gun on you.

“Hey, hey, it’s just me.” You made your voice as soothing as possible, “It’s just me, you’re alright, Din, you’re alright.”

He didn’t speak, his chest just heaved up and down as if he had just run around an entire planet, but his hand automatically fell away from his weapon at the sound of your voice.

Though you couldn’t see his eyes, you could feel them on you as he slowly calmed down. As he did so, you squeezed his hand that you were still holding onto comfortingly, hoping it would help to soothe the warrior.

“I- I’m sorry,” He sputtered out after a moment, finally almost having his breathing under control once more, “I almost shot you-“

“Hey,” You squeezed his hand again, “No, it’s alright, Din. You were just having a nightmare, you couldn’t help it.”

You didn’t miss the way that his body relaxed slightly at your words, but you also didn’t comment on it.

“Are you alright?” You asked gently, gazing up at his visor, pretending that it didn’t just reflect yourself back at you. Pretending that you could actually make out some eyes staring softly back at you.

“I’m fine.” He said gruffly, and you could immediately tell that he was slightly embarrassed by the encounter.

“Well, I’m here if you need to talk.” You promised, giving him a soft smile and squeezing his hand once again before slowly moving and turning back to take over the controls of the ship.

After a moment of silence, you could still feel his heavy gaze trained solely on your back, and you felt your cheeks heat up slightly, “Is there anything you need, Din?” You asked, not turning back so he wouldn’t see you blushing at his attention.

Quickly, he cleared his throat and you could see his head snap away from your form out of the corner of your vision, “No-I-no,” He stuttered out, “Um, I’m gonna go check on the kid.”

Swiftly, he exited the room, leaving you to have a small smile pulling at the corners of your lips at his adorably awkward state.

[ask-missparker]

A Naboo Dream  | A Star Wars Story AU

Pairing: Nikolai Skywalker x Amelia Colter

Fic Type: Star Wars AU

Extra Characters: Obi Wan, R2D2, The Young Avengers

Setting: The Clone Wars Era

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As the twin suns of Naboo cast their warm glow across the lush landscape, Anakin Skywalker's younger brother, Nikolai, arrived on the serene planet. Sent on a mission by the Jedi Council to assist in the protection of Naboo, his senses were heightened as he explored the beautiful surroundings of the royal palace.

Guided by duty, Nikolai wandered through the ornate corridors, his Jedi instincts attuned to any potential threats. It was then that he stumbled upon a captivating sight—a young woman with long, flowing brown hair, gazing wistfully out of a window.

She turned, revealing a delicate face adorned with subtle makeup, her eyes sparkling with an unknown intrigue. A small smile graced her lips as she nodded in acknowledgment of Nikolai  presence, leaving him momentarily spellbound.

But his training kicked in, his guard remaining vigilant as he continued his scouting mission. Throughout the day, he found himself crossing paths with the mysterious young woman, always at the periphery of his vision.

In the stables, she tended to gentle creatures with grace and compassion. In the garden, she sat among the vibrant blooms, a vision of serenity. And later, in the bustling mess hall, their paths crossed once more, her presence like a whisper in the Force.

With each encounter, Nikolai curiosity grew, drawn to this enigmatic figure who seemed to be everywhere yet remained shrouded in mystery. Little did he know, their fateful meeting would set into motion a tale of destiny and devotion in a galaxy far, far away.

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As chaos unfolded in the marketplace, he found himself in the midst of a pursuit, his lightsaber drawn as he chased after the thieves. Through the bustling crowd and into the verdant expanse of the forest, his senses honed in on the task at hand.

Amidst the flurry of activity, he spotted an Orbak galloping wildly, its rider desperately trying to regain control. Without hesitation, Nikolai  sprang into action, using the Force to guide him towards the chaotic scene.

With swift movements, he managed to calm the rampaging creature, his eyes meeting those of its rider—a familiar face from his past. It was her, the mysterious woman from Tatooine, now revealed in her true form, her natural beauty shining through.

Memories flooded back as they locked eyes, recalling their chance encounter years ago amidst the sands of Tatooine. She had been one of the decoys, dressed in vibrant hues of orange and white, leaving him with a bracelet as a token of their brief encounter.

Now, in this moment of shared danger, she offered him a ring from her home planet of Naboo, a gesture of gratitude for his assistance. Yet, their exchange was interrupted by the Orbak's restless movements, reminding them of the urgency of the situation.

With a gentle smile, he addressed her, his voice calm amidst the chaos. The two stood together amidst the lush forest of Naboo, their destinies intertwined once more in the vast tapestry of the Force.

"Are you alright, miss?" he asked, with  concern genuine. 

“I’m alright but you nearly tighten the life out of him.” She responded. 

“Who?” 

���The creature your friends were chasing. What has he ever done to you that you must chase him about?”

He chuckled at that, petting the Orbak she rode on as he said, “I must confess, I never met him before. A friend of yours?”

“No.” She replied chuckling, pushing hair out of her face, “Most creates the ideals of Naboo as a noble place, and so is it’s creature who stole from the market.”

“Stealing is wrong.”

“Not when they’re not given the amount to pay for their food.”

“Ah, I see. Fair by all means then. Miss, what do they call you?”

As she smiled her cheekbones lit up like the stars at night. 

She hummed for a moment, “You really don’t know?”

“That’s why I asked.” He responded with a blushing smile.

“Amelia..Amelia, that’s all you’ll get.”

“Lovely name. You shouldn’t be this deep in the forest alone.”

“I’m not alone, I’m with you. Mrs..I mean, Jedi.”

“You don’t remember?”

“I do.”

“So why you ask such a question?”

“To play the fool and get your answer.”

Years ago on the sandy lands, they would play as the older Jedi and driods would roll around talking. He was helping his older brother in a speed race in Tatooine, in hopes to win, as she accompany her older sisters as one of decoy queens to see the people there. 

“My, have you grown.” She asked with a giggle. 

“Ahh so you do remember, Mia.” He added with a wink.

“Hush, not so loud. I’m supposed to be working. I see you were working too.”

“Define work.”

“Hilarious.”

“I was entrusted to watch over Naboo grounds for a while. Keep the crown space from any spice runners who would sell it for parts.”

“I see you brought R2 with you.”

Nikolai turned around confused for a moment, as he then saw the white and blue driod rolling up to them in concern beeps asking where they headed of to. Nikolai muttered how he was fine and go tell Obi Wan that things will be alright. However R2 beeps otherwise that he rather stay.

“Does he treat you fair R2?” She asked the driod with a teasing tone.

He beeps twice.

“Oh really? You need some rest then.”

He beep again.

“He thinks about me and visiting the 7 wonders of the galaxy.”

Nikolai gasped and scoffed, “I never once said that! On the contrary, you must been thinking about me, if you remember my driod so well.”

She giggled and huffed a breathe, “I won’t confirm or deny it, my lord.”

“Cheeky respond for a princess.”

“And one for a Jedi.”

He nods with a lovely smile, “Clever. Very clever. I am a fine Jedi if you ask anyone.”

“One full of pride if you ask me.” She added giggling some more.

“You think you’re funny.”

“I think I’m honest. Meanwhile your a cheeky little solider”

“I beg your pardon?”

Despite what he said, he couldn’t help but laugh as a smile spread on his face. He shook his head having not felt this way in a while. Without a second later, he offered to lead the way back to the castle as their banter contain between them. 

As they contained their laughter to themselves, quiet blushing banter and witty comments that was upmost challenging, one can’t deny the chemistry  between the pair.

A Jedi & A Princess. 

Oh dear tiff..

…he shot up awaken from the sounds of the TV. The volume was high and guns were blasting, as the Jedis and Sith fought against one another on screen. He realized he was back in the living room, with tossed hair, a blanket over his body and a tray of popcorn over his lap. 

It was a dream. Or was it?

He looked over to see Arrow, his dog, on the ground playing with his chew toy, being a Falcon plushie. Liane was half paying attention as she was texting, Cole and Jeremy were cuddling on the couch next to him. Ethan on the ground eating some chips. Rochelle was half asleep on Michelle’s lap as the blonde girl was talking over the movie.

Nikolai then allowed himself to take a breath, rubbing his eyes and sighed. He remembered he was watching Star Wars with the gang. He wondered where the rest of the gang was. He assumed in the kitchen, as he excuse himself to grab some water and head over to the kitchen. There he found Rick and Luna chilling, eating extra slices of pizza. Finlay and Rose chatting about something. 

But Mia was no where to be found. 

He headed to the hallway only to have a pair of brown-green eyes bump into his chest. He heard her high pitched ‘Oof!’ As he looked down to meet his love’s face who pushed her glasses upwards, she watched him with a small dazes, as if she can tell he was thinking.

“What happened?” She asked.

At the same time he asked, “Where did you go?”

The two chuckled awkwardly at the exchanged. 

“I went to use the bathroom and then checked on the kids in the other room. Rochelle’s twins were fighting over a toy, Riley was dancing to Frozen, meanwhile Joshua was in his playpen watching the Tv and playing with his toy starfish.” She explained with a shrug smiling.

“Yikes! I hope things went alright.” He repiled chuckling, thinking he should take the next round on check in on the kids afterwards.

“Yeah, I handled it. What’s on your mind?”

“I had a dream.”

“Tell me about it.”

“It’s silly really.”

“Baby, come on, I wanna hear about it.”

“Okay fine, just know, it felt so real.”

He took her hand, leading the girl to the living room telling her about his Star Wars theme dream. He even mentioned how he wanted to be Anakin and Padme next halloween as she laughed nodding.

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[triptuckers]

milestone celebration :)

hi everyone!! long time no see :) even though I haven't written much these past weeks, I've hit 1,5k followers on here!! I appreciate every single one of you, as well as those of you who have included my works in recommendation lists and especially those who leave feedback on my works and reblog them :) you're the best <3

given that I've had my final college exams and all the work I had to do for art academy admissions is all done, I've got some free time!

and to celebrate hitting this milestone, I'm opening my one word blurbs again!

how it works: send me one word and a character from the list below (under the cut) and I'll write a short blurb based on the word! (for example: tech + sunset)

limit: please limit it to two asks per person, so I don't get overwhelmed :)

deadline: you can send in your requests til monday may 22nd 1 pm CET

house rules: please keep in mind my house rules :)

list of characters below the cut:

star wars:

tech

hunter

echo

crosshair

rex

anakin

obi-wan

din

ezra

kanan

sabine

percy jackson/rick riordan verse:

percy

leo

will

nico (platonic only)

annabeth

magnus

alex

hearth

grishaverse (shadow and bone, six of crows):

jesper

kaz

nina

matthias

nikolai

wylan (platonic only)

alina

david

genya

inej

narnia:

edmund

peter

caspian

lucy

and that's all!! I look forward to writing your requests :)

much love, marit/max

[meiyudo]

Baby Fever

Anakin x f!reader

This is based off of number 2 of this list :)- I havent really delved into kink writing s sorry if this isnt the best haha- think of the reader as a padme- type figure

After seeing you interact with a lost child- Anakin thinks it’s time you had your own baby to look after…

warnings: P in V, smex, ani has a mean breeding kink, multiple orgasms, mentiond of pregnancy

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Floods of invigorating politicians and citizens exited the large Coruscant city center after a successful senate meeting. You had just finished pitching a plan that would excel the economy while also protecting labor’s rights. 

You smiled as you stood from your podium once the majority of the crowds had exited- the whole public eye thing was a bit new to you. 

For the longest time you worked behind the scenes helping other politicians with similar goals; it wasn’t until a few months ago that you, yourself, were appointed as your district’s senator. 

You fixed your dress as you exited your booth and headed for the dimly lit corridors of the massive building. Most of the clamor had moved outside into the city square so the halls were mostly empty. 

As you turned the corner a small smile found its way onto your face once you saw a familiar figure leaning against a marble pillar. Unmistakable robes and lightsaber clipped to the man’s belt. 

“I wasn’t aware Jedi had any interest in politics” you said with a smirk as the man snaked a gloved arm around you before you could pass. 

He pressed his face into your hair as he hugged you tighter to his chest, “We don’t, but you know all of my interest belongs to you”. 

You sighed as he pressed a passionate kiss to the column of your neck. 

“Ani- not here” you almost whimpered. 

He quickly twirled you around to face him before holding your face in his hands, “why not?” he asked with a charming smirk- “we should let them all know”. 

He glanced out the large windows down at the crowds of excited civilians- from up here they looked no larger than ants running for a sugar jar. 

“They all love you, so why can’t I?” Anakin asked with a pout. 

You sweetly smiled before placing a tender kiss to his pretty lips, “you can, and you do- you know the ramifications Anakin, you know we ca-“. 

Anakin cut you off with another deep kiss before releasing you and playfully slapping your ass. 

“Yeah yeah, I know” he huffed, “but they don’t know that”. 

You rolled your eyes at your lover’s childish desires before leading him out of the building. 

To avoid the spotlight and attention of the crowds, you dawned a hooded cloak before exiting the center.

Anakin followed closely behind; a hand already on his saber just in case. Thankfully being in public with Anakin seemed normal to some degree because you had become such a public figure- Jedi were often tasked with protecting political officials.

So Anakin looked no different than a routine bodyguard. 

The crowds were easier to navigate now that you had some practice under your belt. You had almost made it to your reserved speeder when you felt a small tug on the hem of your long dress. 

You smiled once you realized the tugging was coming from a small child, probably no older than four. 

She looked up at you with wonder as she mustered up the courage to speak to you. 

“Senator?” She finally asked. 

You nodded with a smile before turning to her. A wide grin settled onto her small face as she looked you up and down. 

“Pretty” she giggled. 

Anakin stood a few feet behind you, trying to see what was going on over the people standing in the way- he became anxious when you dipped from view.

The Jedi quickly weaved through the remaining people to see you crouched down speaking to a small child. His expression immediately softened as he watched you interact so sweetly with the girl; making exaggerated faces at the child’s comments, pointing out her cute accessories to make her giggle, picking her up to shield her from oncoming pedestrians-

Anakin never really thought about having kids- of course he wanted them someday; he wanted to create life with you and wanted to raise his children with a childhood he never got to have. But it never seemed like the right time.

The two of you had been careful when engaging in those activities to avoid an unexpected surprise when you still hadn’t quite figured out how to navigate your secret relationship. 

But each time Anakin fucked you he got closer and closer to giving up on the unspoken rule; he got closer and closer to cumming deep inside of you without any intention of pulling out. 

You knew Anakin was a passionate lover but you never considered that your sweet, respectful Jedi lover fantasized about locking you into a mating press while he fucked his children into your fertile womb. 

Anakin had no timeline of when he wanted them, but he knew you’d make a great mother no matter how long (or short) he waited.

Though seeing you interact in real time just made him want the fantasy to spring to reality. 

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“Hello sweetie, where are your parents?” You cooed at the small girl in your arms. 

She giggled and shrugged, making you frown. 

“Well that’s not good, they’re probably worried about you” you said, scanning the crowd for anyone who held any semblance to the tiny child in your arms. 

She, on the other hand, had no interest in finding her guardians- instead she was focused on the shiny tinsel that had been put into your hair prior to your speech. Innocently, she flipped your hood off and began to touch your face as she admired your beauty in childlike wonder. 

Before you could react, Anakin was by your side; he gently placed the cloak back over your head to protect you from interested onlookers. 

“Ani! You came out of nowhere” you giggled lightheartedly as he guided you off to the side of the still buzzing city square. 

“Who’s this?” He asked with a smile as the little girl in your arms hid her face in your shoulder. 

“It’s ok baby, he’s a Jedi- he’s very strong and he’s here to protect us” you whispered to the little girl in your arms. 

“Jedi?” her green eyes brightened as she became excited at the title. 

She continued asking you questions but all Anakin could focus on was how beautiful you looked interacting with such a young child. How natural you looked. 

Is this how you would interact with your own children? With his children?

He couldn't help but adjust his pants as he felt them becoming increasingly tighter. 

Soon the overexcited child had fallen asleep in your comforting arms; shortly, you began cautiously walking around in hopes to find her parents. The jedi beside you watched as you subconsciously brushed the girl's hair and gently bounced her on your hip. 

Before long you finally stumbled across two very worried adults calling for who you could only assume was fast asleep in your arms. 

“Oh Maker! There she is!” the woman gasped as she reached for her baby. 

The Man she was with breathed out a sigh of relief and quickly joined her as you handed her the sleeping child. 

“Thank you so mu- Senator!” the man’s eyes widened once he realized who it was. 

“We are so sorry to have troubled you- please forgive us for our carelessness” the woman bowed. 

“No, no! It was no trouble at all- you have a beautiful daughter” you smiled, brushing a stray strand of hair away from the girl’s face. 

“Thank you, thank you so much. We loved your speech- you are just what this city needs” the mother offered before turning to her husband. 

You bowed and met the silent figure watching from the sidelines; “Sorry Ani, we can go now”. 

Anakin just nodded silently and trailed you with an uncharacteristically dazed aura. 

Once you were in your speeder, Anakin hopped in the driver’s seat and jetted off towards your apartment; his strong jaw clenched as he imagined you full with a child.

He flinched as you placed a tender hand on his tensed thigh, “Ani- are you alright?”.

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A cacophony of moans and groans ricocheted off of the walls of your penthouse bedroom as your lover continuously plunged his cock in and out of your abused hole. He had been at it for two hours already and had already cum once (while you came thrice). 

Once you entered your private apartment, all of his carefully crafted will-power snapped and he went feral; the natural urge to breed you, hit him like a bus.

He was all over you; your lips, neck, breasts, cunt- you were his and he was going to make damn sure it stayed that way. 

“A-Ani! S-slow down!” you cried as he jetted his thick cock in and out of you. 

“S-Sorry baby, C-can’t- I gotta- gotta fill you up” he winced as he fucked you through his own overstimulation. 

His heavy balls slapped against your ass and a ring of foam from your combined juices formed at the base of his cock. 

He already came inside of you once, what more could he want?

“Baby- t’s too much! You're-spilling all over”.

“N-no, not enough- gotta fuck a baby into you” he grunted against your bruised neck. 

His confession had your eyes snapping open, “What?!”. 

“Looked too damn good with that baby on your hip- I-I wanna see you with my child on your hip in-instead” he babbled as he pulled you flush against his chest and rutted his desperate hips into yours. 

So that's what this was all about. 

Admittedly you didn’t mind his desires, deep down you wanted the same thing… you wanted him to reach so deep that he fucked one into you on the spot. 

“Oh Fuck Ani- I wan- I want your kids” you admitted ad you raked your long nails down his toned back. 

“Shit babe- squeezing me so tight” he whined as he gripped onto your hips with a caging grasp (surely you would be bruised tomorrow). 

He slammed his hips flush against yours with intense force as he felt the coil in his stomach begin to snap- this was it, this was the orgasm that was going to give you a child. 

He just knew it. 

“Ahh c-cumming! Gonna give y-you a child- Shit! i-i ‘m going to fuck my baby into you” he babbled as he felt his hot, thick, warm seed shoot out of his oversensitive tip into your gushing cunt as your own orgasm washed over your like a crest-fallen wave. 

“Ani!” you cried as your legs began to shake from the overpowering climax mixed with your exhaustion. 

You clawed onto him so hard that you swore you drew blood. Anakin, on the other hand, dove down and captured you into a tight embrace; his mechanical hand making you gasp at the sudden coolness. 

His body shook with pleasure and overstimulation as he struggled to rut his hips into you to push the last bit of spend further into you with shaky breaths. 

Once you came down from your high, you were so tired that you couldn’t even bother to ask Anakin to clean you up; you half expected him to fall asleep inside of you based on how tired he also looked. 

“Gonna make you a mommy- you’ll look s-so good- so round with our child” Anakin mumbled into your neck before slowly turning over so that you were on top of him (his dick still inside). 

You hummed in contempt before drifting to sleep as he gently brushed your hair with hsi flesh hand. 

“The two of you should get some sleep now- I love you” Anakin whispered before drifting right after you. 

You would have giggled at Anakin’s addition of “two” when speaking to you and your hypothetical baby, but as usual your lover was right. 

The famed “Jedi perception” was affirmed 9 months later when you cradled not one, but two small bundles of joy. You sat on your couch as you fed your children and Anakin couldn't help but smirk at the scene before him, this is just what he wanted… he couldn’t wait till you could have another one. 

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(a/n: ngl im not crazy big on kids but breeding is hot 🤭🤭 hope this lived up to the idea on the list :0)

[fear-is-truth]

mature content ; mdni

ANAKIN SKYWALKER looks down at you, hands resting on either side of your head. face framed by a halo of dark blonde curls, falling out of place as he shifts above you. his expression remained neutral, though you can see the flare of his nostrils and the tight set in his jaw.

your stomach tightens as you struggle to accommodate him without feeling like your organs are being jostled around. you squeeze your eyes shut, teeth sinking into your lower lip in a desperate attempt to keep the whimpering sounds from escaping. but it’s no use—the tears spill over, clinging to your lashes like beads of pearls. he resumes his pace, hips thrusting into you harder now, and you can’t hold back the sob that bubbles deep from your throat when you feel the tip of his cock prod at your cervix. hands reach up blindly for him, gripping onto his biceps as if that could somehow lessen the pain.

slate-blue eyes flick from your tear-soaked cheeks to your lips, which are trembling, swollen from biting down so hard. with almost clinical interest, he touches your lower lip, brushing it with his thumb, relishing the plushy softness.“y’know,” he murmurs, leaning in closer, “most people look ugly when they cry. not you, though.” fingers tangle in your hair, pulling your head back slightly so he can see you better. “you look so pretty when you cry.”

[sargeant-bxrnes]

plus one

summary: when he sees you taking care of a youngling, your husband, anakin, is overcome by a very bad case of baby fever. [requested!]

contents/warnings: obvious mentions of pregnancy. | SMUT: dirty talk, fingering, praise, unprotected sex, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, creampie, mating press.

wc: 2.2k

my masterlist! | requests are open!

Anakin and you have been married for years now, and yet the subject of kids hadn't been brought up often, both being busy Jedi, there wasn't much time for kids in your lives.

However, after arriving to you location after a long counsel meeting, Anakin witnessed an interesting scene. You were looking over a little youngling, the baby couldn't have been older than two. Perched on your hip, arm softly wrapped about him, keeping his tiny body tucked safely into your side as you talked to older younglings about something, whatever it was, had them smiling and talking animatedly to you, who matched their enthusiasm.

Something awoke inside of Anakin at the sight, and he couldn't help but imagine you carrying your kid instead, a little boy that had his eyes and your nose, or a little girl with your hair and his smile. A switch turned inside him and he felt this ever growing need, the thought of you pregnant, your skin glowing, your belly growing with his baby... Anakin knew what he wanted right away.

All he could think of, was making you a mommy, and making that dream of his real, by pumping you full, filling you up with his seed.

The baby youngling babbled something to you, making you laugh and tickle him, earning some sweet giggles from the baby boy. Anakin couldn't help but melt inside, smiling, he felt his heartbeat increase and his body react to the sight of your loving care— that's it. He decided to walk up to you.

"Love... I wanna talk to you about something, an idea I had," He started, approaching slowly, his voice was soft yet determined as he looked at you with the upmost adoration. "could it be possible for us to go to our chambers?"

You smiled at your husband, greeting him with a little kiss on the cheek as you placed the baby back on the cradle, pecking his forehead and leaving it under care of the older younglings while they waited for their master, once that was settled, you approached your husband so you can go to your chambers and talk. "Sure darling, let's go."

Anakin could feel the blood rushing to his crotch, his bionic metal arm twitching slightly as he grabbed your hand. His thoughts were clouded with only one thing now, as he led you through the corridors, his steps got increasingly faster the closer you got to your chambers.

"Baby... come here." he whispered hoarsely, tugging you into your shared chambers. He closed the door and locked it before turning to face you.— he was going to be direct, there was no point to kick around the bush. "Let's make a baby."

"Oh?" You asked softly. The idea of having babies with him had crossed your mind more often than you'd ever admitted to him, so hearing him say that was a pleasant surprise.

Anakin grabbed you by the hips and started kissing your neck, his kisses were messy and sloppy, leaving slight trails of saliva wherever they went, his arms wrapped around you, reaching around to squeeze your ass. His voice was rough with lust. "I've been watching you today... seeing how amazing you are with that baby. It made me realize... I want a baby of our own."

"You do?" You asked, breath hitching and a little moan threatening to escape.— Anakin was being needy and desperate, a side of him you'd never seen before.

Anakin smirked and tugged you closer, whispering in your ear "I do. And I'm not gonna stop until we have one." His hand found the hem of your Jedi robes and started to tug on the collar slowly, exposing more skin as he kissed down your neck and chest.

You gasped as he licked a trail up your pulse point, slowly walking backwards toward the bed. "What got into you?"

Anakin followed you, his lips never leaving your skin as he tugged off your robe and tossed it aside, being met with your undergarments. He moved to undo his pants too before pushing you onto the bed, making you fall with a soft bounce of the mattress under you. "I don't know... just thinking about how amazing you'd be as my baby momma makes me so fucking hard."

"Oh." You mused softly, both turned on and surprised by Anakin's eagerness, you could feel his hard cock through his pants, he was clearly eager and with a very bad case of baby fever.

Anakin was suddenly all over you, his hands restless all over your body, gliding and groping, his teeth nipping at your neck as he growled low in his throat. "Tell me I can fuck you senseless right now, please." he murmured huskily between kisses, looking to see if it was alright with you. "wanna fill you up, again and again."

You couldn't help but shiver at the mix of dirty words and pleas, you nodded your head in consent. "Y-yes. Yes."

"That's my good girl... want you so fucking bad."

You laid down on the bed and pulled him on top of you— your hands eagerly moving to remove Anakin's shirt, pushing it up and over his head.

Anakin chuckled as you pulled his shirt off, his metal arm moving to aid in removing it before he roughly pushed your panties down and off too. His hands slid up your body and took a hold of your bra— he was so desperate and couldn't get it off quick enough for his liking, so his bionic hand took a fistful of it ripped it off you, your tits bouncing free.

"Ani!" You gasped in surprise and indignation as you saw your torn bra, the clasp ripped open and the material torn.

Anakin scoffed, bending down to capture one of your nipples between his lips, his tongue swirling around the hardened bud before sucking at it with his lips. His other hand moved between your legs, nudging them open. "Sorry... can't control myself."

Your back arched slightly under his touch, the way he was acting drove you insane, he was lavishing your tits like a starved man, a wet mess of his lips, his tongue and teeth, he's so needy and desperate he doesn't even know what to do with himself and it turns you on beyond belief to see him lose his composure.

Anakin groaned as he continued to suck and bite down on your nipple, his hand rubbing circles over your clit, two fingers teasing your entrance. His metal arm moved around to grab onto the headboard of the bed for support, his other hand still playing with your pussy. "I want you so bad. You gonna let me fill you up, hm? Fill up that pretty pussy till it takes."

You can't even form a sentence, it feels so good, his thumb applying the perfect pressure on your clit as his fingers spread your wetness around. "Please."

Anakin chuckled darkly, his fingers pushing into your pussy slowly. He looked down at you, taking sharp notice of the way you bit your lip. "You're so fucking hot... gonna make you cum first before I stretch that tight pussy of yours."

His words and ministrations drew a whimper out of you, your husband's dirty talk and eagerness turned you on more than ever before— maybe it was something primal, something natural, who knows, but by the Stars were you turned on.

He bent down and pressed his lips into yours in a slow, messy kiss, capturing your moans in between his lips. "That's it... love you, love how wet you are f'me"

"Mm love you too," You mumbled over his lips.

Anakin bit his lip as he looked at your face contorting in pleasure, his fingers found your sweet spot over and over again when he curled them to nudge your g-spot, he pumped them in and out of you, the wet squelching sounds of your pussy being downright sinful. He leant down to capture one of your nipples between his lips, sucking hard before moving on to the other. "You're so tight... love it when you squeeze me like that."

You couldn't help the moans escaping your lips, he was being so dirty and while you didn't know why, you enjoyed it. Anakin smirked, his thumb quickly found your clit again as he rubbed it in tight circles, two of his fingers still fingering your wet pussy. "That's my girl... you like that? Huh?"

"Baby I'm-" You managed to warn, feeling your orgasm near as he kept fingering you mercilessly, your wetness dripping down his fingers and your clit so stimulated it hurt.

Anakin cooed as he felt you trembling underneath him, his fingers moving faster inside of you. He was a man on a mission, and his mission was to make you cum. "Cum for me baby... that's it, just like that, so pretty f'me."

Anakin continued to talk you through it, praising you for being so good to him as he felt you cum around his fingers, your pussy squeezing them. He continued to finger fuck you roughly before pulling out and moving completely on top of you, one of his hands holding his weight along with his legs, as he used his other hand to pump his painfully hard cock, "I need t'fill you up baby, make you round with my kids, let me fill you up. Can I?"

"Please." The way he begged could've made you cum again, his voice was so desperate and borderline whiny, his cock so hard his tip was red, leaking precum.

Anakin sighed in relief, sliding his tip up and down your slit to gather your wetness before pressing forward on your entrance, slowly thrusting into you, a white translucent ring of your arousal growing around his cock as he pushed in— he gave you barely any time for you to adjust to his size and girth before he began moving, his hips slamming against yours. His metal hand moved to cup your face gently as he stared down at you. "You're so beautiful... love the way you look when I fuck you."

You could barely keep eye contact without your eyes rolling back from pleasure, which made Anakin chuckle as he leant down to kiss you again, making sure to move his hips in an angle that had his heavy cock dragging against your walls, brushing against your g-spot. "That's it baby... love how much you like this."

You let out a surprised sound as, out of nowhere, Anakin placed your legs over his shoulders, pressing down his weight on you to make you fold in half, your own legs near your head because of the angle.

Anakin's eyes rolled back as he felt how deep he was in your pussy now, you gripped the sheets tightly, your walls starting to clamp down on him like a vice grip. He pumped into you, being balls deep inside you now, determined to make you his. "Fuck... love how tight you are around me."

You two had never tried the mating press position before, but damn does it feel good, his cock drove deeper then ever, his tip kissing your cervix with each thrust, the vein in the side of his shaft rubbing and pressing against your g-spot.

Anakin smirked as he looked down at you and how utterly lost you were in pleasure, he kissed you again before pulling back to press kisses to your neck, reaching between the two of you to rub your clit again. "That's it, that's it, cum for me baby... let go, just let it happen."

The way he fucked you, his fingers rubbing your clit, the way he talked to you and the tone of his voice, plus the undeniable knowledge of what he was after, made you cum again, moaning his name a little more high pitched than before.

Anakin moaned as he felt you cum around him again, your walls squeezing tightly. Nevertheless, he kept fucking you through your orgasm. "Gonna fill you up now, hm? Fill you with my seed."

The overstimulation was too much at that point, and all you could do was moan and whimper as he kept fucking you— you nod to let him know it's okay for him to cum inside.

Anakin's pace was faltering, his thrusts getting sloppy and irregular as he felt the familiar build up behind his balls, and finally he thrust into you one last time, his hips slamming against yours. He groaned loudly as he came inside of you, filling you up with his seed.

"Fuck... that's it baby... love you."

"Love you too..." You mumbled, too well fucked to say anything else, almost having being fucked to sleep.

Anakin chuckled softly as he pulled out of you, a mess of his cum and yours trailing out after his cock, he paid no mind to it, wrapping his arm around your waist to hold you close. He gently laid down next to you, pulling you into a spooning position.

"Sleep tight my love... I gotcha." He kissed your cheek and your pretty lips over and over again with little affectionate pecks. "and tomorrow morning..."

"Tomorrow morning?" You asked softly, tired, snuggling up to him.

"We'll try again, I'm gonna make sure we do this every single day until you're pregnant with our little one. Then it can be our mission to keep that baby healthy and safe." He cooed softly before kissing your temple and your cheek. "Sleep tight now sweetheart... I love you."

[samonroegf]

anakin skywalker + blowjobs

f!reader. smut. softish anakin. praise. oral (m receiving). this was supposed to be a blurb and it's a little longer, hope you all like it. this is my first smut with anakin. ᝰ masterlist

it's not often that anakin lets you suck his cock, he much prefers to be sheathed in your warm, wet cunt. it's not that he's even remotely against receiving oral, he just prefers when he can take care of both of you.

today, though, today was different. he was beyond frustrated with the council, and obi-wan constantly breathing down his neck. he wanted to run and hide, but instead his pretty little thing has other ideas in mind.

you can practically smell the irritation coming off of him, from the way he stomps into the room. you usher him to sit down, quick to make him a drink and sit next to him intending to listen to him, first.

he ignores your looks of concerns and just envelopes himself with you, he pulls you in a for a tight squeeze before pushing his lips to yours. it's obvious, that he wants a distraction. a slice of his perfect piece of heaven, to ease the stress.

“let me help you, baby.” your soft voice coos at him, as you cradle his face in your hands. you push a kiss to his lips before climbing to the floor, in front of his lap.

“oh, baby, please. you don't need to, don't want your knees hurting you later.” his voice laced with concern, and your lips curve into a soft smile at his thoughtful nature when it comes to you.

“let me, please.” you urge him, you're not even sure when the last time he let you give him head. it was like an itch that you can't scratch. needing to feel him in your throat.

he can't help the smirk that starts, loving to listen to you beg. never did he think he'd be so lucky, as to have a girl who gets cockdrunk on him.

“if you want it that bad, who am i to tell you no?" he chuckles, his hand coming run his fingers through your hair for a moment. he was sure no one else could ever look as pretty on their knees for him as you do.

you're quick to untangle his pants and his cock springs up once you move anakin’s boxers. your mouth practically drools at the sight, but it's hard to ignore the emptiness in your cunt.

anakin leans back into the couch, legs spread, observing as you look at his member like it's the prettiest thing you've ever seen. and it is, anakin’s cock is thick and long, and it fits in all the right spaces when he's fucking you like there's no tomorrow. it's such a pretty pink at the head.

for now though, you want to focus on him. help him relieve some of that pressure, that you know is so hard for him to keep under control. you start with kitten licks on the underside of his cock.

it's enough to make him shudder, watching with darkened eyes as you take him into your mouth. swirling your tongue around the head, you look through lidded eyes to see his head fallen back against the couch. soft gasps and sighs falling from his mouth, like a prayer.

“doing so good f’me, baby.” the pleasure makes his words slur, and it gives you the motivation and drive to take more of him in.

easing into a nice rhythm of up and down, causing anakin to tug his lip between his teeth and his eyes flutter open to see you taking him all the way in.

his robotic hand coming to softly grasp, your hair, making you go just a little faster.

“just, fuck, yeah baby. just like that, mm.” he groans as he speaks and it makes you speed up. your favorite part is when he starts to get close, little shudders and whines as he attempts to let you do it all on your own.

it never stays that way for long, within moments both of his hands are using your hair as a handlebar. tugging quick and thrusting roughly down your throat.

“sorry, princess. fuck. can't help, myself. just too good.” he praises you, and your bring your hands up to fondle his balls. this is exactly what it takes to push him over the edge. one rough thrust and you can feel his warm cum cadcading down your throat, which you happily swallow.

you lean your head against his thigh, he softly rubs your face. a dorky smile meeting your soft colored and watery eyes.

“you look so pretty with those tears running down your cheeks.” anakin almost whispers, like it's a secret that only the two of you could know about.

“you should make me cry some more then.” you give him a cheeky smile. you know there's no way today's gonna end without a couple bruises as momentos. you wouldn't have it any other way.

[littlest-dark-age]

Obsessed!Luke who always knows where you are due to him reaching out to you with the force. It brings him a sense of peace to know where you are, and being able to tell if you're in distress or not. He will gladly use his training to keep a tab on you.

Obsessed!Luke not knowing why you have such control over him but you do. He'd get on his knees and crawl across the hot sands of tatooine, swim through the swamps of dagobah if you so much as hinted to wanting it. Luke will come to you with decisions that have no need involving you but he'd never wish to do something that you don't agree with.

Obsessed!Luke telling you of his parentage and what he's had to do because of it to get a glimpse of pity. He doesn't care if it makes him look weak, the way you coo over him with care after hearing what he did. How strong he is and how much courage that had to have taken. He'll play it up, tears welling in his precious eyes when he mentions his father, just to get a simple kiss on the cheek.

Obsessed!Luke grows anxious when he sees you talking to han for too long, having to insert himself into your conversation. It's not you, oh no, not his dear starlight, it's han. He knows han would steal you away, wanting you all to himself like the selfish man he knows him to be. Luke needs you to live, needs you to survive. You've become his home, how could he go on without you?

[fangirlforeversthings]

So this is what i think happened at force ghost heaven after they all died.

*Narrator voice*

Somewhere in force ghost heaven after his death a tired obi wan kenobi sat down and prepared a cup of tea, ready to drink it and enjoy his finally well deserved peace and rest for all eternity to come as suddenly an ear pinching, to him oh so well known, voice disrupted the harmonious silence and before he turned his head he already knew who it was and started silently praying: "oh my force no please, please no." But it was too late: "Oooh maaaasteeeer. Guess who felt so sorry that they let him iiiiin." And before he knew a pair of familiar arms one of them metal hugged him tightly, squishing him. Obi wan twists his face in an annoyed, desperate grimace a familiar headache crawling up his head. "oh force no."

"Obi wan i missed you sooo much and also i an so sorry for what happened i know this makes it not better but: my bad. Yoou, are not angry anymore? R..Right? *traumatisedly remembering the pain after his master beat him up twice after losing his pantience* I mean i love you so i wanted to tell you that back on mustafar that i love you and you are my brother aswell *dramatic sobs*. And i am back now. And i have to tell you soo many stuff soo many years of storys and adventures i have to tell you, and Luke and leia by the way you met them, knew them, tell me about them luke is as strong as his father isnt he? *muffled sobs* AND HOW IN THE WORLD YOU LET MY DAUGHTER HOOK UP WITH A SMUGGLER? also dang how did you got so old like what happened to you you old hermit fart? hahaha and....." and he kept on talking and talking and talking without a point or taking a breath once. Having missed his beloved master so dearly. Cause the moment obi wan was gone he stood there, not having a purpose anymore. shure he wanted to defeat him but he had never actually really thought he would get that far and now that he was gone he was lonely and lost. "Naur. iF OBi waN iS nOt hEre I dOn't LIkE iT. Bye b*tches i'm out. Imma follow him🥰 maybe if i say that i am very very sorry they'll let me in👉🏻👈🏻"

meanwhile obi wan asked himself what he ever did to deserve this. He didn't knew if he should be happy and cry because his beloved brother and best friend was finally back with him as back then in their best days, as if nothing had happened. Or if he should cry cause he was back with him. FoR aLl EteRnItY TO ComE. He ultimately decided to cry.

In the meanwhile a well known, now metal, hand grips the hilt of his purple lightsaber tightly, trying to calm his rage down and stares with a dead expression in his infamous glare with two words on his mind: "skywalker" and "motherf*cker".

Yoda: "oh heck. No, rid off you we thought we got. Mace: " it was MY FREAKING HAND. if you had more patience M*THERFUCKER WE SOME DAY WOULD HAVE GRANTED YOU YOUR STUPID ASS RANK. Like i can't believ you murdered us all just because you had a bad dream and didn't got a rank. Yoda Was about to teach you force healing:"ThE POwEr tO SavE HeR" IF YOU PSYCHOTIC ASS M*THERFUCKING M*THERFUCKER JUST WOULD HAVE HAD A LITTLE MORE PATIENCE. And mental stability." Yoda Petting his leg trying to calm him. Anakin, hiding behind obi wan who is yet done again: "really? Oh. My bad then i guess heh sorry." Mace: " *eye twitching aggressively, heavy breathing* Aaaaaaaah........*distant long scream*"

But obi wan was just about, to have his yelling moment, and that was when his former master stood infront of him a nervous smile on his face waving him hello: "obi wan my dear boy i'm so happy you made it here. I meant to tell you i was there obi wan *putting his hand to his own heart* the whole time you were never alone." A slap and sharp pain caused through gui gons cheeks as he realised that obi wan had slapped him. "what was that for??" Obi wan: "I CALLED FOR HELP AT LEAST 200 TIMES AND NOT EVEN A SINGLE WHAT DO YOU WANT WHAT DO YOU NEED NOTHING!" "Listen here i.." "NO YOU LISTEN HERE YOU OLD FART I WAS BASICALLY STILL A KID MYSELF AND YOU LEFT ME WITH THAT SACK OF CHAOS -*pointing on anakin who looks up at them and smiles, waves happily at qui gon*- no how to parent your padawan book left for instruction NOTHING!!! what were you even doing? I HOPE THE MILK TASTED GOOD!!" "Hey don't yell at your master!! I tell you.." qui gon tries to defend himself but obi wan just continues letting his feelings out:" you cant bring that up on me anymore i am a master myself now!" Qui gon:"AS LONG AS YOU LIVE IN THIS HOUSE..!" Obi wan:"THIS IS NOT THE TEMPLE AND I AM A COUNCIL MEMBER." Qui gon *gasp*: "i can't believe you are bringing this up to me" *shocked* obi wan:"Well i'm sorry but you forced me to. its your fault all of this IS YOUR FAULT." Anakin interrupting him: "so its not mine anymore?" Obi wan: "Sh*t up anakin. The council told you he was to old we should not train him, yoda told you his future was clouded, i told you it was a bad idea BUT YOU HAD TO INSIST and now LOOK WHERE THAT BROUGHT US!!"

Moment of silence. Yoda: "right you are maybe his fault it all was not skywalkers." Mace having finished yelling at anakin: "eh you know what? You're right obes. *pointing at qui gon* YOUR FAULT IT IS M*THERFUCKER" *loud dispute starting.*

I desperately dare someone to make a comic pretty pls

[hesthermay]

𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐍 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐒

PAIRING: sergeant hunter x gn!reader

SUMMARY: @celestialwrites laying in bed with your lover prompt list; stolen morning kisses.

WORD COUNT: 364

RATING + WARNINGS: general audiences, fluff. no y/n. 

NOTES: blurb! blurb alert! procrastinating writing more of wmte so i will be shuffling out some things using some prompts from @/celestialwrites!

STAR WARS MASTERLIST

He had always been an early riser, his whole life pretty much, and no matter how his life changed he couldn’t seem to break the habit. But one thing that had changed, was that instead of getting out of bed and starting the day before the sun could even rise, he would stay. He would stay, wrapped in the blanket and listening to your steady breathing as you lay facing him, forehead touching his arm. 

One inclined to toss and turn throughout the night, you always managed to break out his hold at some point in your slumber, but you never seemed to go far. He almost always awoke to some part of you touching him, and it made the thought of rising from the warmth of your shared bunk all that more unappealing. 

So, he stayed. 

Stayed until you woke up with a shuffle and a yawn, sleepy eyes finding his as he smiled ever so slightly. “Good morning, sleepyhead,” he’d whisper as you came back to your senses. 

“Good morning,” you’d reply, wiggling your way through the blanket to rest your head on his chest when he lifted his arm as an invitation. He’d give himself just a few moments to soak it up, to charge the battery for the day ahead before sighing and pulling the covers aside. 

“Ready to get things started?” he’d question as he stood up from the bunk, stretching before turning back around. 

You’d nod, fists rubbing your eyes and he’d chuckle. “Jus’ give me a sec.” It was mumbled out but he still understood, and he’d chuckle again for you were the most precious thing to him. Turning and taking a step toward the refresher, he’d stop himself. It was abrupt and quick, the way he’d lunge forward and lean back into the bunk, lips landing right on yours. 

A kiss, stolen in the wee hours of the morning, always woke you right up. 

“Almost forgot,” he’d whisper when he pulled away, face just inches from yours. And before he’d straighten his back again, you’d reach out and grab the back of his head, fingers tangling in the long locks. 

And you’d steal a kiss too.

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[of-many-fandomss]

Hi here

Can I have a Poe dameron x force sensitive fem reader, where the reader finds out that she pregnant with Poe's baby and is afraid how Poe will found out until she gives birth to their kid with a happy ending plz?

This is my first poe blurb!!

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“Okay, come on now,” Poe sighed, hand shooting out to gently catch your arm in his grip, effectively halting all further movements from you, “Tell me what’s going on.”

You swallowed nervously, eyes quickly flickering away and then back to him, “What do you mean?” The question came out weakly.

Both of his eyebrows raised in unamusement, “Really? That’s how we’re going to play it?”

Unconsciously, you began fiddling with your fingers, “I don’t know what you’re talking about, Poe.” You tried, and failed, to keep your voice more level that time.

He lifted up your fingers and gave you a ‘seriously?’ look. He knew just as well as you that you had a habit of doing that when you were lying.

A sigh left through your nose and you dropped your hands out of his hold, moving to cross your arms over your stomach, “I just don’t know how you’re gonna react.” You admitted.

“You’re making me nervous,” Your boyfriend replied, eyes frantically searching your face, “What’s. Wrong? You’ve been avoiding me all week.”

“I’m pregnant!”

You hadn’t meant to blurt it out. For days, you had been practicing exactly what to say and do to finally tell him what was going on, but it evidently decided to all go flying out the window the moment it came down to it.

He blinked at you once. Twice, “You’re what?” He asked as if he hadn’t quite heard you.

“Pregnant.” Your shoulders slumped and your head fell downwards at his reaction.

What took you by complete surprise though, was the way a wide grin grew on his face less than a second later, “Oh my- you’re pregnant!” He cheered, scooping you up into his arms and spinning you around with a gleeful laugh.

A small squeak surprise left your lips as he did so and you didn’t know what to do.

In all the senecios you had run through in your head, you could never quite figure out how he would take the news. Nor did you know what to do once you saw how he took the news.

“Y-You’re happy about this?” You stuttered out once he set you back down.

“Happy? No, baby, I’m thrilled!” He exclaimed, “I’m gonna be a father- you’re gonna be a mother- we’re going to be parents!”

Tears filled your eyes from the sheer happiness of it all, “Y-yeah,” You got choked up slightly, “We’re gonna be parents.”

[skywalkerslvt]

now listen hear me out

sub sam or ani whichever you prefer trying a vibrator for the first time CAN YOU IMAGINE HOW SQUIRMY AND WHINEY UGGGHH

a/n: i'm hearing you out big time. it's genuinely so unfair that he isn't real guys i deserve to top anakin 😔😔 on that note HERES THE FIC <3

Anakin sprawled across your shared bed, his legs twitching slightly as he stared at the sleek vibrator in his trembling hand. He had spent the better part of an hour debating whether or not to actually try it. You’d left it behind when you went away for your work trip, and the mere thought of using it had him blushing furiously.

But he missed you so much. He missed the way your body felt against his, the way your hands wandered over his skin, the way you whispered filthy things in his ear that left him a whining mess. He was desperate for something—anything—to take the edge off.

Swallowing hard, Anakin let out a shaky breath and pressed the vibrator against his lower stomach, letting the hum of the toy buzz against his skin. Even that light contact made his breath hitch, his head falling back against the pillow. “Fuck,” he muttered, already feeling overwhelmed.

He shifted his hips, guiding the vibrator lower until it brushed over the sensitive head of his cock. His reaction was immediate—his hips jerked upward, and a loud, broken moan tore from his lips. His free hand flew to the sheets, gripping them tightly as his thighs trembled.

“Oh my god,” he whimpered, his voice cracking as the vibrator buzzed against him. He experimented with the settings, biting his lip as the intensity increased. “M-Mm—need you, baby,” he murmured, his head turning to the side as though you were there to listen.

His mind filled with thoughts of you—how you’d look above him, teasing him for being so sensitive, your voice soft but commanding as you coaxed him to let go. “Miss you so much,” he whispered, his voice dripping with need. “F-Fuck, I… I can’t—”

He brought the vibrator down along the length of his cock, teasing himself with the vibrations as he squirmed. The sensation was unlike anything he’d ever felt before, the steady buzz making his entire body tense and writhe. “Ah—oh, fuck—so good,” he whimpered, his voice high and desperate as his hips bucked into the toy.

The thought struck him like a lightning bolt, and with shaky hands, he reached for his holopad. He propped it up against the pillow, angling it so it captured him in all his flushed, writhing glory. His golden curls stuck to his forehead, his cheeks pink, and his lips parted as soft whimpers and moans spilled out of him.

“Baby,” he panted, looking into the camera with half-lidded eyes. “I-I’m trying… ngh… trying to hold out for you, but—fuck, I can’t stop thinking about you. About how good you make me feel.”

The vibrator pressed back against the head of his cock, and his hips bucked again as he let out a choked whine. “Ah—fuck—need you so bad,” he whimpered, his voice breaking as his thighs trembled. “I c-can’t—mmh—need your hands on me, your mouth… fuck, I just need you.”

He kept the vibrator pressed against himself, the pleasure building to an almost unbearable intensity. His moans grew louder, more frantic, as his body arched off the bed. “Please,” he begged, his voice trembling as his free hand clenched the sheets. “P-Please, baby… I can’t—gonna come—oh, fuck, I’m gonna—!”

His body shuddered violently, his release hitting him with overwhelming force. He cried out your name, his voice high and needy as the vibrator fell from his hand, the aftershocks leaving him a quivering, breathless mess.

Once he caught his breath, he reached for the device, ending the recording with a shaky smile. His cheeks flushed as sent it to you, knowing you’d tease him mercilessly for this when you got home—but deep down, he couldn’t wait to hear your voice.

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Whenever Din slept, it was almost always in the same position; arms crossed over his chest, legs crossed at the ankles, head tilted forward. It was a habit he picked up while bounty hunting, especially while in space. The Razor Crest had alarms for almost anything that could pull the ship from hyperspace, but Din would rather stay in the cockpit and nap there.

The position worked well on planet too. Tracking a bounty was a lot of waiting, and depending on the cantina, people were less likely to pester the Mandalorian sleeping in the corner booth. Din wouldn’t dare actually sleep in public, that would be monumentally stupid. But while people thought he was asleep, he was actively scanning his surroundings, checking on the Razor Crest’s systems through his helmet, while keeping a weapon hidden by his arms.

Even if he slept in the small bunk on the Razor Crest, there was very little room to move. With his arms over his chest and his legs crossed, his body knew it was time to rest and stay still, so he continued the habit.

That only changed after he got Grogu. The child had the pram to sleep in, but Din had woken up enough times to find himself cradling Grogu’s body while they slept. At first, he would sigh and put the child back into the pram, but after a while, the small bit of weight became a comfort. Din would wake up, see Grogu, and made sure he was secure before going back to sleep.

Having an actual bed was harder to adapt to. He had a room at Luke’s Jedi school, there for when he visited, and the bed was comfortable to the point that his body didn’t know what to do. He got no sleep the first night, and on the second night, he dragged the blankets to the floor, laying between the wall and the bedframe. That night, he got some sleep, but it took a while to adapt to that, and then adapt to the bed.

By the time he could sleep in a normal bed, he lost his room for the upgraded privilege of sharing a bed with Luke.

And Luke slept like a multi-limbed creature desperately clinging to the nearest solid object.

Din was that solid object.

The beds were almost the same, Luke’s bed a little bit bigger, so Din had to grow used to sharing it with another person.

It didn’t matter if they went to sleep separately. If Luke stayed awake reading while Din rolled away from the light to sleep. If Din came back from a job late at night while everyone was asleep. No matter how much space was between them when they went to sleep, Din woke up with Luke’s arms curled over his waist and their legs tangled together.

Honestly, it was a surprise that Din didn’t wake up at the first touch, but his body must have recognized the safety in Luke’s embrace. Similar to how he didn’t wake up when Grogu had decided to join him while they had travelled the galaxy.

Din smiled as he stared down at the fluffy hair of his beloved, Luke’s head ending up on Din’s shoulder during the night. The rising sun turned Luke’s hair more gold, the darkness fading with each day that Luke spent outside with his students. The Jedi looked much younger asleep, and Din enjoyed the sight of his lover, even though he could only feel pins and needles from the arm under Luke.

With his free hand, he reached over and brushed the hair away from Luke’s face, letting the fingers trace over his eyebrows, the edge of his nose, across one cheek…. Din savored each moment until Luke began to stir, nose scrunching up before blue eyes blinked open at him. Recognition lit up Luke’s face and he smiled sleepily as he sat up.

And realized that he had drooled in his sleep over Din’s sleep shirt.

Din caught the expression of mortification on the Jedi’s face and couldn’t contain his laughter. After helping with children, both in the Covert and in the Jedi school, a bit of sleep drool from his lover was endearing.