#“Yep. Those two are Anakin’s.”

[cheemscakecat]

Y’know Luke, Leia and Han all met while they were madly stressed and at their worst.

Luke: Only just found out Imperials are the bad guys when he saw the dead Jawas.

Tried to warn his Aunt and Uncle, only to find their burning corpses dumped on their lawn. Is next on the hit-list because of the droids.

Ends up stuck on the Death Star, Obi Wan leaves to do who knows what. Realizes this lady Leia will also die if they don’t at least try to rescue her.

Leia: Her whole crew got slaughtered. She’s been captured and tortured for being a Rebel.

Watches everyone she knew and loved on Alderaan get destroyed in an instant. Isn’t sure the intel or Obi Wan will make it.

Her rescue is literally three randoms with no idea what they’re doing, none of them know where Obi Wan is on the Death Star. The droid with the intel is also here, which is just great!

Han (And Chewbacca): In massive trouble and debt with gangsters because he ditched cargo. Doesn’t want to get killed or hunted by Imperials.

Alderaan is literally gone??? And now he’s stuck on an Imperial ship. Old man is probably crazy and going to die trying to get them out.

Farm kid insists they need to rescue some rebel princess on board. He fumbles the reply on the Imperial intercom and now they’re on high alert.

Like… Luke is complaining and freaking out, impatience and impulsiveness dialed up to 100 because of all this fresh trauma.

Leia is angry and extra bossy and roasting these two, because the Empire is far more dangerous than even she knew, and her only hope is these non-rebel strangers and Obi Wan if he’s still alive.

Han is super snarky and flighty and off his game, because he tried so hard not to get in trouble with the Imps, and now he is because of these whiny bozos.

They were getting on each other’s last nerves.

[thedarlingdearestdead]

Piloting P2

Summary: This one was requested! This is what happens when the two of you reach your rooms... P1 here. But it’s not necessary to have read it! Basically, you’re a young Padawan who’s caught the attention of General Skywalker, he locks the two of you in a bedroom together!

Warnings: Yep this is smut. Full on. R18.

Word count: 1,320

The walk to your quarters is a blur. The palace is a stunningly beautiful building, huge and old and unfamiliar, though apparently not to General Skywalker- Anakin. He walks with complete ease down these hallways, he does not seem intimidated by the size or grandeur of the buildings and people. 

And he seems to know exactly where he is going, what he is doing. His confidence astounds you as you follow in complete confusion and stunned obedience to the man before you. Because though he was quiet and stoic throughout your journey, he communicated with his eyes the entire time. Glances as you turned corners, the ghosts of smiles as he watched you admire the architecture, the hungry look which appeared when you fixed your hair before meeting with the Queens party. 

He was adamant on getting you settled, he said. On taking care of his troops, on those under his command. It was an act of responsibility then that he should escort you to your rooms, and carry your bags, it was his duty. 

As you reached the door to your assigned quarters, Anakin set your bag down and turned to face you. The air was thick with tension, and you could feel the electricity between you two.

"Look," Anakin began, his voice a mixture of earnestness and desire. . His eyes bore into yours with an intensity that made your breath catch in your throat. "You've been on my mind since the first moment I saw you," he admitted, his hand reaching out to gently cup your cheek. "I can't resist this pull, this attraction."

You stood there, unable to tear your gaze away from him, a mixture of uncertainty and longing in your eyes. Anakin took a step closer, the air thickening with anticipation. “You first saw me a few hours ago?”

“No.” He says simply, slightly breathless as he stares into you. “It’s been months. Today has been my only opportunity to get you away from your master. You can't deny what's happening between us. There's a connection, a force that draws us together.”

His hand comes to hold your cheek, his touch sending shivers down your spine and you felt a warmth spreading through your entire being. You wanted to resist, to adhere to the rules and regulations of the Jedi Order, to make your master proud; but the magnetic force between you and Anakin was undeniable. 

As much as he may have been watching you, you had been looking for him. He was famous, beautiful, powerful, kind. He was a shining and magnificent sight to behold, whether on the battlefield or in briefing, anytime that he had been in your vicinity, you had been distracted by him, enthralled by his mere presence. In this room, alone with him, his hands on you, it was all too much. Like a dream. 

“But… you’re General Skywalker. You could have anybody?”

He shakes his head at you, looming over you with his great height with a sympathetic look on his face. How could you not know? “And yet I am here with you.” His other hand comes to your face as he leans in, kissing you with an intensity like nothing you had ever experienced before. It was desperate, forceful, and full of passion. You kiss back and his hands slide to your neck, playing with the hair at the nape of your neck, those that escaped from your normally tight style. 

His tongue enters your mouth and you let out an embarrassing moan, making him chuckle against your lips. The light moment does not last long however… The size difference between you became more apparent as Anakin pressed you gently against the door, his body closing the gap between you. His lips claimed yours again, this time with a hunger that left no room for hesitation. You melted into the kiss, your hands finding their way to his strong chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart beneath your touch.

Anakin's hands roamed your body, his touch both tender and possessive. His strength was exhibited as he lifted you effortlessly, your legs wrapping around his waist clumsily, as he caught you off guard. The feeling of being in his arms, completely at his mercy, sent a thrill through you. His metal hand supported you, its strength a stark reminder of his experiences in battle as a soldier and the authority he held as a general.

He groans into your mouth as you buck against him, reacting to his hands under your top. His noises only fuelled the fire between you two. The passion that had been smouldering now erupted into flames, consuming both of you. The intensity of the kiss only increased as he carried you further into your quarters, off of the wall, he almost threw you down onto the bed.

The room was dimly lit, casting a warm glow that danced on the walls. The air was thick with desire, and the anticipation hung in the room like a palpable force.

He leant down above you, stripping off his shirt, and grabbing at your pants eagerly. He unbuttoned them slowly however, staring into your eyes as he worked them down your legs and off the end of the bed. Now positioned by your feet he removed your boots too, then works his way up your body, kissing every inch of your legs and up your thighs. 

His hands continued their exploration, tracing the contours of your body. Every touch sent electric shocks through your system, heightening the sensations. When he arrives back at your face he hovers for a moment, eyes level to yours. “You’re exactly how I imagined.” His hand goes between your legs to your clit and you moan, “So responsive.” He peppers your neck with kisses and you ache to touch him as he was you.

You go for his own trouser buttons but he grabs your hand sternly, “Not yet, you be a good padawan and let me attend you.”

That’s when he enters you, his metal fingers stretch you out with ease, “God you’re soaking, soaking for your General.” His fingers move in and out slowly. They were cold at first but now slick with your juices they almost burned. “I bet you dreamed about this, about my hands. I saw you watch them, in the control room.” His voice is husky with pleasure and pride, “I saw how you wanted me near.”

You almost scream from the pressure he applies to your core, coming with an intensity which makes your eyes roll back. He kisses you as you try to gain your breath, knocking your head back onto the pillows, filling you with the taste and smell of him. You almost come again. 

When you eventually come back to life, you find that he had indeed stripped off his own pants, he towered over you, bare and glorious. Pumping himself while watching your face. 

“I need more.” You whisper, reaching for his cock with one hand and his neck with the other, trying to pull him down into you. 

“You’re in no position to make demands” He growls - but to little effect as he takes his place between your legs anyway. His size and mass are overpowering above you, and all you want is more. You can’t help the small whine which falls from your lips. 

“But since you’ve been so good…” He says with a terrifying and maddening smile.

He enters you slowly, letting you adjust to his considerable size, inch by inch you take him. Your breath catches with his every move until he bottoms out, the two of you still for a moment and you take the time to close your eyes, capture the memory, the feeling, the sensation of being filled by him. 

Your nails make a slow line down his back, tracing to grab his sides as you whisper. “Take me, General” And he does. 

[starpains]

Writing Tag Game 🖋️

I got tagged by @tennessoui! Thanks! These questions are really fun and I appreciate you thinking of me ❤️. I too am putting it all under the cut, because whoa, there's a lot of them.

How many works do you have on AO3? 16—13 of which are Star Wars Obikin fics.

What’s your total AO3 word count? 195,563 words at the moment. And 52% of that is just one fic xD.

What fandoms do you write for? I could just echo what tennessoui said—it's a very specific corner of the Star Wars fandom. The Obikin fever is real, lol.

What are your top 5 fics by kudos? Only counting Star Wars, since my Teen Wolf fics are way more popular:

Touch, Tug, Tangle

All I Want for Christmas (Is a Dildo)

Unrestrained

Trick or Treat, Muffin Man

The Narrative Effect

Do you respond to comments? I dooo. I love interacting with readers, and I appreciate every single comment you leave me. Thank you ❤️

What’s the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? I don’t really do angst or sad endings—real life and canon has enough of that. My fics always end—at the very least—on a hopeful note.

What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? Um… that’s a tough one xD. All of them? Maybe The Narrative Effect takes the crown because it has a fluffy "years later" epilogue, while the others usually end around the start of the relationship. Oh, and A Gift to the Self is a time-travel fix it that ends with Obikin's happily ever after so there is that too 😁.

Do you get hate on fics? Not so far. I tend to write pretty mild stuff, though.

Do you write smut? I do! And I actually enjoy it. Though lately, I’ve been leaning more toward tamer stories with a focus on emotional depth and internal struggles, than smut.

Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written? Not really my thing~

Have you ever had a fic stolen? I doubt it xD.

Have you ever had a fic translated? Yes, back when I was in a different fandom. It’s funny because I write in English, which isn’t my native language—and someone once asked to translate one of my fics into Polish, which is xD. They definitely did a better job with it in Polish than I ever could have.

Have you ever co-written a fic? Yep! And I was absolutely the one who kept derailing it lmao. I was in my early twenties, writing with two friends who were 5 and 7 years older than me. Looking back now, in my thirties, I can definitely see how much more maturity those few extra years gave them. They wanted to write something elevated, and I just kept making it horny like the daft little student I was. Honestly, I’m amazed we stayed friends after that, lol.

What’s a WIP you want to finish but probably won’t? I started a Harry Potter fic in 2023 and really liked it, but then I just… stopped writing? Now I’m so deeply rooted in the SW fandom that I can’t imagine switching gears. I try not to think that my android Anakin fic isn’t going to happen, but eh… without a committed beta who’d listen to my whining at all hours of the day, I doubt it will. It’s just too big of an endeavour for my current lifestyle. But who knows—maybe when if work lets up a little, I’ll have the presence of mind to return to it.

What are your writing strengths? I'd say I’m good at writing silence. A shift in posture, a twitch of a hand, a blink—those can say as much as dialogue, and I lean into that a lot. I write a lot of internal reflection for that reason. Not that I don’t write dialogue—I absolutely do—but for me, it’s often about what’s between the words. (Also, I've been told my smut is hot 🔥😎)

What are your writing weaknesses? Even though I speak English well, it’s not my first language, so I struggle with things like word repetition and finding the word that says exactly what I mean and how I mean it. I also have trouble tightening up my writing—I tend to let it flow… and flow… and flow 😅.

Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic? I don’t like it. Especially with made-up languages like Mando’a. I read exclusively on mobile, usually in epub format from AO3, and the iPhone Books app doesn’t make it easy to flip back and forth between the dialogue and the end notes. So I usually end up skipping the foreign lines and trying to infer the meaning from vibes alone. It’s a bit easier with real-world languages—I can understand a fair bit of most of the European ones. The only way I’m okay with it is if the meaning is made clear within the text. That’s the only way I’d do it, too, if I ever felt a character had to speak another language. (I did sneak in a very Scottish line in Through the Cellar Door, but I think the meaning came through, spelling and slang making it seem decidedly not English aside, lol.)

First fandom you wrote for? Harry Potter. I started my first fic when I was 14 and finished it at 18. It’s the worst thing I’ve ever written. Still up on ff.net almost 20 years later, but I’m not sharing that with anyone xD.

Favourite fic you’ve written? A Gift to the Self is hands down the best thing I wrote in my entire life and I will die on this hill.

Tagging (if you would like!): @asteroidmiyoko @starwalkertales @tideswept @grapenehifics @underacalicosky @palfriendpatine66 @paracosm-draw and whoever else who'd like to do it and wasn't tagged already by someone else. I wanna read about your writing.

[the-dimensionals]

Hunger games event - BLOODBATH + Day 1!

"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, MAY I HAVE YOUR ATTENTION PLEASE~!"

"Yep, t'is I: Vill-V, back into the spotlight as the host again for this hunger game season! Ya know the drill: there can only be one survivor and that for one shall not be me cause there's no other me to give me depression like last season. Heck-- I may even bring some guest hosts if I feel like it just for some extra commentary!"

"Now m'mun already shared the screenshot of the contestants, so for those curious who's on the list: there it is!"

"Rules are simple: everyone in that simulation is required to follow hunger games rules-- so no otherwordly flare or magic happening here-- this is all classic funky hungy games! and each person still alive in this match gets pinged each round! And for those who wish to react this will all be under #mahungygames so feel free to check it out and even do some dash commentaries yourself under that tag!"

"Now who's gonna survive and who's gonna do a swan dive to HECK! Only one way to find out:"

"LET THE BLOODBATH COMMENCE!"

"As the bloodbath begins, we're already seeing our contestants making their moves! Let's see what they're up to!"

"Hideki takes the risk and he got himself a sickle-- while these two ladies are taking the smart route and leaving the place!"

"Making sure she's prepared for medical emergencies like the professional she is, she got herself an aid kit-- Probably out of concern that Mercedes might be killing her at some point. Yikes for Lyza! Talk about the first kill--"

"Now waitaminute-- this might be a second one! One of our two dragon boys might be down for the count! Might be karma waiting for him compared to last time! This makes Hanaka survive longer than he did-- both Hanaka's actually! Speaking of...."

"The two Hanakas have ran away from the cornucopia and it seems like they're not the only one--"

"Some were successful in getting stuff"

"While the poor empress got an empty bag! Womp womp~"

"At least she isn't as impatient as Kiana-- F in the chat for our HI3 representative! Now let's see what day 1 has to offer."

|| DAY 1 ||

"The first day we start off with some nice clean water. Hydrate yoself with H2O before you end up being thirsty as a H.O.E!"

"Meowzers-- an empress seems to have rallied the 4 up to hunt with her-- or did the cat do it? Hmmmmm..."

"Like the saying goes: if you can't take the heat, then get outta the kitchen!"

"Teamwork makes dreams work!...Wait, whaddaya mean a kid copyrighted that line!?"

"Keeping an eye out for a commander of all people might either be a smart idea or a really crazy idea. Then again, I am not going to say what a cowgirl can or can't do."

"A magical practicing archery? Which magical girl even practices nowadays?"

"This just in: Local ball of fluff yearns for the mines... That or Chicken Jockeys."

"I was going to say something, but Anakin's not here sadly."

"I don't know any of their combat capabillties, but if my gran papa taught me anything: don't underestimate someone who drinks!"

"Now I wonder what they're talkin' aboot."

OOF

"Okay, we've got confirmation of the fallen tributes and thus let us all pay respects for these contestants."

"Two powerhouses dying on the first day-- and a local galactic racoon! Now it's basically everyone's game at this point! See you all in a couple of hours!"

@ancientforgcd @hxroic-wxlls-fxrever @wxndswept @divinityunleashed @manganyeh @fctedivided @dracomultiverse @multiverseofmisfits @mused-like-roses @fourstarboy @the-expatriate @retour @wrathfuldissonance @universalcomplex @reversescale

[raya-rhaenyra-ahsoka]

Things I love about Ahsoka Ep. 7: Dreams and Madness

Anakin making holo-recordings for Ahsoka.

All I see is Anakin making video diaries and tutorials for his little sister. We hadn’t hear him say it, but he absolutely loves her and cares a lot for her. The question now is, how the hell did she get hold of those holo-recordings? Also, we need to see all 20 of them. I also think she had probs shown it to Luke and Leia at some point.

Leia saves Hera.

Of course, Leia would save everyone’s ass from trouble. It has always been her thing. C-3PO's timing was perfect. Also, Senator Xiono can go fuck himself. Chopper ready to throw hands at a senator is icing on the cake. And if they translate what he said, the entire thing would probably be bleeped out.

Huyang is an Obi-Wan Kenobi droid version.

Huyang complaining about Ahsoka’s reckless actions is so funny to me, honestly. In a way, she's being the Anakin to Huyang, being that Voice-of-Reason Obi-Wan persona to contradict to.

Thrawn’s mini-heart attack when he finds out who Ahsoka’s master was.

Thrawn, externally: *pokerface*

Thrawn, internally: What? No. That togruta bitch was trained by Anakin fucking Skywalker?! Omfg, this changes things.

So, a little background, Thrawn had always admired Anakin Skywalker and had worked alongside him since the clone wars, then as Darth Vader during the empire era. And to put it on modern terms, Thrawn was his biggest fan. He knows how powerful Anakin was and what he was capable of doing. So knowing that Anakin taught Ahsoka is information that could either make him or break him.

Ezra’s reaction to Sabine telling her about Ahsoka taking her as her padawan.

His reaction is the most Ezra thing ever. Obviously, he didn't expected Ahsoka to take on Sabine as her padawan considering she isn't force-sensitive. And Ezra is literally all of us when when we first watched the show, btw.

Ahsoka and Sabine’s Force bond.

It’s natural for the master and padawan to have a bond through the Force, regardless if jedi or sith. But with Sabine’s lack of force-sensitivity, this was something I did not expect. But nevertheless, I’m extremely happy about it.

Ezra and Sabine’s chaotic sibling energy.

We all know Ezra and Sabine go way back. They’ve been friends for a long time, they radiate chaotic sibling energy (sorry, sabezra/ezrabine shippers), even to the point of arguing while fighting for their lives. It's good to see that some things haven't changed.

Ahsoka and Ezra’s hug.

The last time these two met each other was in the World between Worlds, after Ezra saved Ahsoka from Darth Vader. Ahsoka had promised to find him when they get of there. But then again, they were at different points in time and Ezra disappeared with Thrawn to another galaxy. That makes this hug much more heartfelt and meaningful.

Ahsoka Tano of the Disaster Lineage™

• Unpredictable

• Reckless

• Purposely coming in late just to make a dramatic grand entrance and/or exit

• Never runs out of sassy comebacks when talking to the enemy

• Annoying the crap out of the people around them

• Has the signature troublemaker smirk 😏

• Expert lightsaber duelist

• Not following the no-attachment-rule

• Having good friendship with their padawans

Yep, she checks all the boxes and just further cements herself as part of the infamous Disaster Lineage™. Not to mention that she's indirectly teaching Sabine the same stuff. I can already hear Force Ghost Anakin cheering her on.

There are a lot of loose ends to tie in the season finale. Let's hope they'll give us an epic one and an interesting plotline for season 2.

[barmadumet]

WIP Vote!!

Rules: Make a 24 hour poll with the names of your WIPs, let it run, then work for 10 minutes for every vote the winner receives.

Well, I’ve only got 2 WIPs (and you’re probably already familiar with them bc they’ve been on the list a while), but I’ve also got 2 story ideas that are pretty well-developed in my head, so I’ll include them, bc if I can get out of my ‘you should just delete your 3 unimpactful fics and disappear’ slump, I would like to write again someday… I’ve been feeling discouraged, so I really appreciate you @fulcrum843 for tagging me 💕

Descriptions of what you’re voting for wasn’t really in the rules, but I’ve only got one working title and two choices aren’t even actual WIPs sooo…. 🤷🏻‍♀️

WDYHTY: The obianidala fic that was supposed to be TCW fix-it Streets of Gold became. I left off at 20k words, and I really loved those words and hope to see the story through in time.

PW AU: Read a brief synopsis here. It was only sparked by watching Pretty Woman, but doesn’t actually follow the movie plot.

TLOTJ: Vader succeeds in his plan to forget Padmé, but his mind gets wiped more thoroughly and further back than intended - it’s lucky that Ferus was there lurking… He can bring the scared “Padawan” back to his Master. Yep. This one is obikinfer 😎

Clone Anakin: @journey-to-batuu and I have chatted about a fic based off her Sims posts! I am obsessed with this idea and have made some notes for a plot and even written out a pinch of dialogue.

I’m not going to tag bc after a little weekend online hiatus, I am catching up and seeing many of you were already tagged. Excited for all of us to get inspired by one another 🥰

[thechaoticfanartist]

Before The Storm

Gen

No Archive Warnings Apply

Summary: Chancellor Palpatine has been captured by General Grievous. As Anakin Skywalker and Obi-Wan Kenobi rush to his rescue, Grim Kennet fears for the outcome. She knows more than anyone how much rests on the upcoming battle.

Character(s): Grim Kennet (OC), Anakin Skywalker, Obi-Wan Kenobi

Relationship(s): Grim Kennet & Obi-Wan Kenobi & Anakin Skywalker, Obi-Wan Kenobi & Anakin Skywalker, Obi-Wan Kenobi & Grim Kennet

Additional Tags: Missing Scene, Pre-Star Wars: Revenge Of The Sith, Hurt/Comfort,

Note: For @occreatorexchange prompt bingo fill "missing scenes"

Read On A03

Palpatine had been captured. Revenge of the Sith had begun.

Well, not yet. They were still on their way to Coruscant. But knowing that this was the beginning of the end was enough for Grim.

While Obi-Wan and Anakin discussed battle plans and strategy to rescue the Chancellor, Grim went off on her own to find a space where she wouldn’t bother anyone. Finding this place she ignited her lightsaber beginning to train. She didn’t work on more simple moves either, she practiced some of the most complex moves she knew of.

This had become a standard routine. Whenever Grim was stressed she would lose herself in lightsaber practice. It had become part of how she had quickly learned and become skilled with her lightsaber combat, even enough to hold her own against Sith Lords, even if she had lost those fights. Although these training sessions often left her exhausted and overworked.

Grim had always dealt with anxiety for the future. She knew what was to come and did everything in her power to change the events. Except now Revenge of the Sith had started and she didn’t know if she had changed anything for it, and it might be too late to do so now.

Obi-Wan and Anakin were discussing a plan when they noticed that Grim was not with them. Obi-Wan frowned remembering how worried Grim had looked when he had told her the news. She was always worried about something, but he had never seen her as worried as she had been then.

“Have you seen Grim?” Obi-Wan asked Anakin.

“I think I saw her run off to be alone somewhere,” Anakin admitted.

He sighed. She was training again. He had noticed that it had become a coping strategy for her when she was stressed, although he had tried to get her to take up meditating more instead. She would not listen to him and continued to overwork herself to distract herself. “I should probably talk with her,” said Obi-Wan. He did not need his Padawan to overwork herself right before a battle.

“I’ll go with you, Grim has seemed to be stressed a lot lately,” said Anakin.

“She has. There’s been a lot on her mind I think, but she won’t talk to me about it. A lot like another Padawan I once had.”

Anakin rolled his eyes. “I was not that bad.”

“No,” agreed Obi-Wan. “You were worse.”

“Hey!”

The two Jedi found Grim and just as Obi-Wan had thought she was training to distract herself from her emotions. They stood there for a moment watching Grim before Obi-Wan decided to alert her of their presence. “Grim,” he said.

At her name she turned around and Obi-Wan and Anakin saw that she had been crying too. Grim deactivated her lightsaber and clipped it back to her belt before wiping away her tears. “Yes, Master?”

“Are you okay, Tiny?” Anakin asked her.

“Yep,” said Grim, sounding as stressed as she was.

“You don’t sound okay,” said Anakin.

“Are you stressed?” Obi-Wan asked.

“No, what gave you that idea?” Grim asked, rolling her eyes. She knew Obi-Wan could tell she was stressed, Anakin too.

Obi-Wan sighed. “Grim, we’re worried about you. You’ve been stressed a lot lately, Anakin and I have both noticed.”

“Well the Chancellor has just been captured by General Grievous of course I’m fucking stressed!” snapped Grim. “I bet the two of you are as well! I mean the entire future of the galaxy can depend on us and this mission! Am I not supposed to be stressed about that?”

“You’re allowed to feel however you want, but you shouldn’t overwork yourself,” Obi-Wan told her.

“And definitely not right before a mission like this,” Anakin agreed.

Grim sighed, frustrated and still so very stressed. “Maybe you’re right, but this- everything depends on us.”

“Not everything, Tiny. Just the whole Republic.”

“Oh yeah, no pressure at all. Just the entire Republic.” Grim rolled her eyes.

Anakin had no idea that everything really did boil down to this. All three of them. Their choices could change everything or keep it all the same, and the entire galaxy would feel the repercussions good or bad. Anakin’s choices most of all.

Anakin tried to give Grim a playful smile but he was worried too, and she understood.

“Maybe we should discuss this,” Obi-Wan suggested.

“Discuss what?” Grim asked.

“Our stress. You’re not the only one who is worried, Grim,” he said. “Maybe if all three of us talk about what we’re worried about-”

“No,” Grim and Anakin both said. Neither one of them were willing to share their concerns with the others.

Obi-Wan sighed, both his Padawans were so stubborn and they would never communicate with him when he tried to help them. “It was just a suggestion.”

“We should go over how we’re going to rescue the Chancellor again,” Anakin suggested.

“That’s hard to do when we don’t know what to expect,” Obi-Wan pointed out. “We’ve already gone over some plans-”

“Yeah, but Tiny wasn’t there. She should know the plans.”

“Kick Sep butt, save the day, get back home,” said Grim, rolling her eyes. “I know the plan, same as always isn’t it?”

“This is a rescue mission so the goal is to get the Chancellor back to Coruscant safely, not destroying as many droids as possible,” Obi-Wan reminded her.

“Who said I can’t do both? Whoever turns the most clankers into scrap wins.”

Anakin grinned, the challenge reminded him of old times with Ahsoka. He chuckled a little. “You sound like Snips, Tiny.”

Obi-Wan sighed. “She sounds like you, Anakin.”

Grim couldn’t help but laugh. “How dare you suggest I sound like Skywalker, Master.” She joked.

“What’s wrong with sounding like me?”

“Do you want a list?” Grim asked.

“Hey!”

Obi-Wan shook his head with a small smile. “You two seem to be in better spirits at least.”

Grim’s smile fell. “Oh no, far from it Master. Just trying to ignore it.”

“Well you can’t just ignore your fear, Padawan.”

“I know. I think I’m going to meditate now. Maybe you’re right and it will do better than just training.”

“I’m glad to see you taking my advice. Just don’t miss the mission briefing.”

Grim gave a lazy playful salute. “Of course not, General.”

Obi-Wan shook his head with a smile. He and Anakin left to prepare for the upcoming battle.

Grim sat down and crossed her legs. She closed her eyes and focused on her breathing first and then sinking into the Force.

Grim could see the light. She never truly saw the dark of the Force. She saw an absence of light. In the galaxy there was lots of light. Some brighter than others. On this very ship there was this.

The clones were there. Unique in the Force. Grim was able to tell each one of them apart.

Anakin was there. His light bright and dull at the same time whilst flickering in and out. On the edge of darkness, although the flickering was slow. More akin to seeing a visual of deep breathing with the pace. The Padawan wondered how long his light would last. If it was a dying flame she could not save.

Obi-Wan was there. His light was a beacon of it. He was the light. Bathed in it. To Grim it seemed as if the dark could never touch him. Obi-Wan was the brightest star in the galaxy to her. Matched only by Yoda who was as bright and strong as a sun.

Grim reached out further. Trying to reach towards where this battle was led. The feeling there was strange. There was the bright light of the Temple and all the people in it. The light of the regular people of the world. Then the missing void in the space above the planet. Most times there was light above the planet but Grim felt nothing…well almost nothing. She felt some of the living people in Grievous’ fleet as well as a little for Grievous himself. But the droids were nothing, and so were the Sith.

She couldn’t rescue Palpatine, saving him kills the Jedi. Grim knew this, but she also knew she couldn’t just directly kill the Chancellor in cold blood. Not only would that be treason it would reflect horribly on Obi-Wan and she couldn’t have that. But she couldn’t let him live either. She needed a way to be more discreet. She needed a plan.

The Padawan knew this mission was dangerous. With the right cover she could frame his death as an accident. She remembered the scene where Anakin and Palpatine were running through the empty elevator shaft before the ship was righted and they almost fell. If Grim could cause Palpatine to fall in that scene, well nobody would blame her.

It would be the perfect cover. She just had to wait.

Her plan relied on Palpatine’s for as much as she hated it. She just had to alter things. She could do that. She’s done it before.

She smiled a little. A plan in mind. She could save the Jedi. She had to. If she didn’t then everything she had done would be for nothing. She would not accept that.

Grim focused on the Force for a little longer. Keeping her mind on the light.

Her comm beeped. “Grim, you’re going to miss the briefing,” came Obi-Wan’s voice.

Grim’s eyes fluttered open. “Sorry Master, I’ll be there shortly.” She jumped up and ran to the war room, using the Force to boost her speed.

Obi-Wan, Anakin, and Cody were standing at the holotable waiting for her. Grim slid to a halt, before she hit the table. “I’m here.”

“That was fast,” said Obi-Wan.

“Didn’t want to miss it,” she replied. She went and stood in her usual spot between Obi-Wan and Cody.

“From what the Council has informed me, Chancellor Palpatine is somewhere aboard ‘The Invisible Hand,’ we should expect large resistance from the Separatist fleet.” Obi-Wan said.

“They will be trying to escape so we need to keep them above Coruscant until the Chancellor is safely rescued,” added Anakin.

Grievous wouldn’t be trying too hard to leave. Sidious and Dooku would make sure things worked out to keep them there. Grim, Obi-Wan, and Anakin were heading straight for a trap that only the Padawan was aware of. That’s when the thought occurred to her that Palpatine might have planned something for her as well. She was filled with dread for a moment. What would he have planned? He kept her alive for a reason. Unless that was too big of a risk now. She shook the idea out of her head. She couldn’t get distracted like this.

“Grim?” Obi-Wan asked.

“Hm?” Grim asked.

“You were lost in your thoughts.”

“Oh. Sorry.”

“What’s bothering you this badly?” Anakin asked.

“Yeah kid, we’ve all seen you stressed before but never like this,” Cody added.

“A lot counts on us is all,” she said, waving away her concerned friends.

“And it has before, and yet you were never as worried as this,” Obi-Wan said.

Grim bit the inside of her cheek. They really had all noticed. “We know the war depends on this. The future of the galaxy is at stake here, I’m just worried about that. I’ll be fine.”

None of them look convinced.

She sighed. “It's just a lot, okay? I promise there's nothing else.”

“Padawan, may we talk privately for a moment?” He asked her.

She hesitated. “Okay,” she sighed.

They walked together to an empty place in the ship, Obi-Wan leading her with a hand behind her back, resting on her shoulder. Once he was sure they were alone he turned to her. His face was cast in a shadow that seemed to reflect the seriousness of the situation. “Have you seen this before? You knew exactly what happened before I told you,” he said.

She looked at the ground, rather than looking at Obi-Wan. She wanted to tell him, but her concern would only make him worry more if he knew that she was scared of what she had seen take place.

“Grim?”

“I don't want to talk about this, I'm sorry Master. Rescuing the Chancellor is far more important than my feelings anyways.”

“Just don't let those feelings distract you, or control you. You must have a clear mind.”

“I know, Master. I promise you, I won't let my fear get the better of me.”

He hesitated for a moment. “Very well, I trust you. Let's go back to the briefing now, shall we?”

“Of course, Master.”

They walked back to the war room of the ship, where Anakin and Cody were still at the holotable. They seemed to have been having a conversation when the two came back in.

Grim didn't actually bother to pay too much attention to the briefing. She already knew everything, and she knew more details than the others. She knew she should warn of the trap that Dooku had set, and yet she remained silent.

If they knew of Dooku’s hand in this, they would be prepared for him. There was the chance that if they were prepared then perhaps Obi-Wan would stand a better chance against him. As much as Grim cared for her Master, in order for her plan to succeed he would have to be unconscious for it to work.

Nobody would approve of her plan. It was treasonous after all, but it was for a good reason. They would understand that in time. She had to be as subtle as possible, Palpatine's death had to be framed as an accident.

She knew of the risk she was taking. Everything she had done since appearing in Star Wars had been a risk. Every choice she had ever made led her to this. Here and now.

When they exited out of hyperspace everything would matter. Everything she had done. Everything she never did. All of it would matter. Reaching Coruscant was the beginning of the end.

As the ship prepared to enter realspace, the three Jedi rushed to the hangar. Their fighters awaited them. The battle awaited them.

Fate waited for them.

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[himilce-persephoniea]

Five Fandoms, Five ships

Get to know the blogger, via five different ships from five different fandoms! Tagged by @fishnamedsushi thank you 🤗

(I’m about to be unfollowed by so many people 🤣)

1. My loves! Anakin and Obi-Wan in all their forms (Obikin, Vaderwan, I’m here for them 😍)

2. The Ineffable Husbands (Crowley/Azirafale). Those two adorable dorks showed me the path to AO3 and fanfics. I’ll love them forever for that. I’m waiting for season 3 like you can’t believe it!

3. Caltrilla (Cal Kestis /Trilla Suduri): they gave me the courage to write my first fanfic. I’ll never accept what happened to her at the end of Fallen Order. So, I live happily ever after in AO3. Plus, she’s so sexy!

4. Reylo (Rey/ Ben Solo) Here is where everyone is going to drop off 🤣 Yep, I like them. I left the fandom before entering the Obikin one, but I still love the ship. I could talk about how I love how they fit perfectly in their opposition, or how it’s so easy to write threesomes with Kylo/Ben/Rey, but it would be really long. If people are curious, you can ask.

5. Truten (Trunks/Goten). Still don't know how I landed here but I’m a happy lad. Friends since birth, they know each other perfectly (and there is a future Trunks if I want to spice the mix).

Seriously, how I didn't see this as a kid??

Honorable mentions:

-Dinluke: I love them, and Luke is my choice’s for Din 🤭 but I’ve just read one fic.

-Drarry: not read so many of them, but I’m sure that they are adorable together. I’ll die of the hill that Harry should have been a professor.

- Spirk: 🙂 who wouldn’t ship them after seeing Star Trek??

-Oscar François de Jarjay / André Grandier (Versailles no Bara): the first time I read a fic was from them without knowing it. I still refuse their Canon end.

If you want you’re tagged.

[feltpool]

Misdirection

I see this scene cross my dash all the time, everyone loves this action packed episode opener, but no one really seems to notice quite how much is happening here. Or just how active a part Anakin takes even before he saunters in once Obi-Wan and Cody are behind cover.

None of this is focused on tearing down anyone's blorbos or pairings, don't get panicked before I've even said anything.

This is all about the scene using changes in camera angles and what people will assume they've seen against them in order to mislead.

Cut to the point where they're on this bridge and the troopers of the 212th are running towards the enemy. You can see their little leggies pounding the ground as they advance

You can also see, by the position of those bridge supports relative to his helmet, that Cody has stopped where he is

The camera focus shifts to the missile being fired from the Separatists position

And follows it upwards. Because that's what's important here. Right? The imminent destruction of Cody and his men?

Well, no. Because that isn't actually about to happen, but isn't it ✨dramatic✨

Cody, at this point, is busy examining his own arm

But quickly prompts the audience to focus on the missile by looking up at it too

Insert a quick reminder of what it is that he's looking at

Followed by a nice wide shot to focus on what's a stake here.

Cody central. Only a few other troopers, mostly bloodlessly dead, are in shot, and the crater in the ground he's stopped just short of

He starts to duck and cover. Surely bracing for the impending impact. Right?

But what's this? Just sneaking into shot from the left of screen?

Yep, that's definitely a lightsaber

Coming in all nice and super close up to him

Yeah, you better duck. That thing's dangerous! Nice little sliver of dark clad shoulder just barely sneaking into view there, not at all like Kenobi's beige ensemble we'll see in a moment. The finer details are hard to see because it's all fast moving and deliberately obscured

And now we get to see just how close up that lightsaber is to Cody as it strikes sparks off something so close to him that it could be taking his hand off

But it sweeps past him leaving him with all of his original limbs still intact, and no obvious signs of damage.

So where did all those sparks come from?

What did that lightsaber make contact with?

And isn't it weird how that doesn't get mentioned by anyone at any point in this story arc?

.

But we must move on quickly because fast pacing means there's no time to question anything!

So we immediately cut to where Kenobi is standing far, far away on the other side of that crater deflecting incoming enemy fire and providing cover for his men.

Smacking that missile with his lightsaber

Cutting it into two pieces, with one half flying to the left of him

And one half to the right

Where it plunks down prettily and pinkly

All neatly into the crater Cody had stopped by in the first place

Leaving Cody to look up through the cloud of thrown up dust

Make that odd looking arm gesture

And we close up on Kenobi with angry eyebrows and gritted teeth

Cut to a shocked sounding 'General!' from Cody

Before everyone with any sense follows Kenobi's lead and scrambles for cover, leaving him to wonder where Anakin vanished off to, because he'd presumably have felt his presence there given his close proximity just seconds ago

Only for Anakin to walk in all casual like and in a way that suggests to viewers he'd only just arrived there that very second.

And make his oh-so-subtle play for Obi-Wan to follow his example, to do what he's doing, to take a step with him towards the dark side, but not without making sure that Rex won't see him do it beforehand.

And I find this entire scene fascinating

[duchess-of-mandalore]

Yep. Padme Amidala is an absolute freak, and it's that fact that made me understand her both as a character and as part of the Anidala couple.

It's also why Padme and Satine are very different people.

Padme and Satine are both hugely empathetic people, but they react to their Jedi being involved in the death of others very differently.

Anakin (being entirely honest about both his actions and emotions) slaughters the Tuskens, and Padme seeks to console him (and her love for him deepens). It's not that she's condoning his actions, but her compassion for him leads her to react in ways that prioritize Anakin's wellbeing as opposed to focusing on the slaughter.

Meanwhile, Obi-Wan-Wan is not even directly responsible for the death of a Death Watch soldier and yet she tells him that if he had been she would not still be speaking to him (despite the fact that that same soldier just tried to assassinate Satine).

I love Satine for the radicalness of her convictions, but my point here is not to denigrate Padme (who probably feels more relatable for many people).

My point is to say that Padme cannot be understood if you try to make her as morally uncompromising as Satine. This is why I have an enormous problem with the Padme novels, which continually seek to emphasize Padme's uncompromising moral clarity in a world that seems to test those convictions but never knocks her from her pedestal.

Similarly, understanding Padme-as-Freak is essential to recognizing that when Clovis comes back into the picture, Padme likes the drama that he causes. She likes seeing Anakin jealous. I'm not saying that she wanted an affair with Clovis, or even that she was encouraging his affections. But The Clone Wars makes it clear that Padme and Clovis had a mature, adult relationship before she met Anakin. When he returned, Clovis made her feel wanted in a moment where she was discontent with her hidden marriage. Though she's no longer interested in Clovis that way, the drama of those episodes comes from the fact that Padme does not immediately shut Clovis down in the way that she could have.

(The Padme novels downplay and erase Clovis's relationship with Padme entirely, probably because the author didn't want to have to deal with Padme having two problematic romantic relationships. Instead, Clovis is reduced to an awkward, pathetic loser who Padme never has any interest in. But this is a loss, because it's in understanding the mature adult relationship that Clovis and Padme have that we could have seen what draws Padme to Anakin, in spite of his relative youthfulness and inexperience.)

Again, none of this is meant to denigrate Padme. But the Star Wars prequels are a Shakespearean tragedy, and we do better when we recognize that Padme is not immune from (or even simply a victim of) that general trajectory. Padme doesn't cause Anakin's fall, but she also hears him speak favorably of fascist authoritarianism and instead of recognizing that (again, as OP says) he's being entirely sincere, she brushes it off as a joke.

So yeah. Padme's a freak, and recognizing that not only makes her character make more sense but also Anidala as a couple.

I will die on the hill that to understand Anidala you have to accept that Padme saw the red flags clear as day and went for it anyway. Why? Because Anakin was honest with her. Because Anakin, for all his idolising and putting her on a pedestal, still saw and treated her as a human being, even argued against her at times without fear or without hiding behind clever words. Because Anakin made her feel the youth that was taken from her at a young age. She was captured by the boyish charm and the awkwardness and the blunt honesty, and so when he came to her with a billion red flags, she went for it anyway. He was a breath of fresh air to her.

To understand Anidala you must understand they are 100% freak4freak. They are both children who grew up too fast and are now in a secret relationship giggling like teenagers in their twenties. This is vital to them. Padme is not a flawless character or an idea of perfection, on the contrary she is a very human character who was put in charge of her people at fourteen, something that had a lasting impact on her, and so she is choosing her childhood joy and a fairytale romance over the red flags her husband is waving. She is the OG ‘I can fix him’ mentality. No one is doing it like her.

‘The red flags are mass murder’ and the point still stands.

[simplyblonnd]

𝘚𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘩 𝘰𝘳 𝘗𝘢𝘴𝘴 Anakin Skywalker

A/N: I have truly no idea what is this. Btw English is not my native language, so bear with me if there are any grammatical mistakes

Warnings: smut, p in v, riding, hand job, Anakin being the hottest person in the world, Fem! Reader, fluff, 18+, tension, unprotected sex

Summary: reader and Anakin are playing smash or pass, so they don't get bored

Masterlist!!!

Anakin's back was facing you, sitting at his desk doing research for his next mission. You were laying in his bed, looking through the window at the views of the beautiful Coruscant at noon, the sun setting while spaceships were flying from one direction to the opposite.

A sigh escaped your lips while sitting up, legs in front of you while your hands supported you from behind.

"Anii" you said in a whiny voice, the boredom could be visibly noticed in your voice. "Can we do something fun pleaseee"

"Y/n, you know we can't go out so tell me, what fun is there to do?"- He said while turning to you, leaving his research forgotten, knowing that there was no point in continuing it since you would come up with something that would completely distract him.

You hummed, agreeing with him. Your brows furrowed, lips sealed while you thought of something to do. Anakin was admiring you, your lips how beautiful they were, your face where no flags were visible to him, he loved hearing you talk, he loved how your eyes shone every time they found his face after being separated for a long time. He knew he had to push these feelings he'd had since you guys were kids down, he'd had them since the first day you met, the first time you talked to him, he knew he was fucked. He loved the way you walked, talked, and laughed, those things kept him away from the dark side all those times he had thought of joining it.

"I know!" You exclaimed, Anakin's trance being interrupted by your angelic voice." There's this kind of game where you say the name of a person and have to say if you would smash them or don't."

"What do you mean, would smash them-"

"If you would fuck them or not" Anakin's cheek reddening a bit while a smirk grew on your face. He could be sometimes bold, most of the time he was. But then other times, you were."So, for example, I say a name, and you have to say smash if you would and pass if you wouldn't. All clear?"

"Yep" You moved, crossing your legs, so he could have some space. Anakin sitting in front of you, his back pressed against the headboard, leg crossed too.

"Okay, I start. Mmmmm" After two seconds of thinking, a name came to your mind, a giggle escaping your mouth." Okay, so… smash or pass... Yoda."

Anakin's color disappeared from his face, you were trying not to laugh too much.

"What! You can't ask me that it's- ew, it is disgusting!" Arms in the air Anakin's face was as if he had just seen a ghost, while you were trying to catch your breath

"You have to answer! C'mon, don't be such a baby! It's just a gamee"

"Ugh, okay, I would obviously wouldn't fuck him, so pass."

"Yeah, fair, I wouldn't either."

"Now my turn… Windu."

"To be honest smash, he isn't that bad looking, his personality is what ruins him, y'know it wouldn't be that bad to have some fun from time to time man. Uhm-"

The game carried on until no Jedi could come up to your mind, time passed, and you got close to each other, It was as if the Force was pulling you together, your knees touching the time your mind couldn't think of any other name to say.

"I can't think of anyone else, think we've said everyone we know." A smile was plastered on both of your faces, and a light force was embracing you both. The moment those words came out of your face, Anakin's smile turned it to a smirk. He leaned in his body closer to you now, elbows on his knees, hands on your knees caressing your thighs. A blush decorated your cheeks, while your mouth formed an o.

"That's where you're wrong, we haven't said if we would smash each other." He said in a raspy voice that made your whole body shiver. His face now inches away from yours, eyes flickering down to your lips.

"I- I don't know what you mean by that." You tried to disguise your nerves with a laugh, eyes wandering around the room as long as they didn't meet his. His hands were still caressing your thighs, you didn't know what to do with your hands, so subconsciously you placed them on top of his, making his smirk grow wider. You perfectly knew what he meant, you were hoping he wouldn't notice that you hadn't said your name on purpose so the conversation you were having right now could be avoided.

"I think you perfectly know what I mean, so why not make it easier and just answer. Would you smash me, or pass me?"

"Anakin I- you know we can't I-"

"I'm not saying we would, I'm just saying if we hypothetically could, would you?"

"Uh… I mean hypothetically, I would". Now your confidence was back. Straightening your back, you leaned a bit too. What worried you seconds ago was quickly forgotten the moment you saw him adjust himself, and the smirk impossibly growing more." And would you smash me, Skywalker?" "Oh, I definitely would, hypothetically or not." If you moved a millimeter, your lips would be on his, his breath fanning your face.

"Really? And tell me what would you do?" Your hand came up to his face, putting a lock of his hair behind his ear, your hand coming down to his cheek and your thumb caressing it.

"If you let me I could sho-" He was interrupted by your lips crashing on his, if you weren't drunk on his presence and essence you wouldn't have done that. You both knew it was so wrong, but then, why did it feel so right?

Grabbing your hips, Anakin lift you up and placed you on his lap, the moment you sat you felt his bulge press against your core, causing a moan to escape from both of your mouths. Hands-on hips, Anakin moved you at a pace where both of you were seeing stars, you couldn't wait until he was inside you.

Moving his mouth from lips to the neck, you reached down to undo his belt, a groan escaping Anakin's mouth when he felt you palming him through his boxers. Putting your hands inside his boxers, your hand came in contact with his hard dick. Flesh to flesh, you started by circling his tip feeling the pre-cum drip, your hand moved up and down his length feeling his veins. The pleasure makes him stop his movements on your neck. With your other hand, you tilted his chin up so your lips could meet his. Slipping your tongue inside his mouth, feeling the vibrations of his groans, making you smirk.

"Fu-fuck you make me feel so good" He groaned between breaths.- "Fuck! I'm cumming, don't stop. Please, please, please."

You smirked hearing his beg for your touch, feeling him come undone under you, you started to remove your top along with your bra, breast on display for him, his mouth watering at the sight, seconds later he copied your movements by removing his shirt. He wasted no other second, he attached his lips to your left breast, circling your nipple with his tongue.

"Ani I want you inside me" Your eyes were closed with pleasure, mouth prated, unholy noises coming out of it. At that sentence, Anakin's dick was hard and twitching again.

Carefully, he turned you around, back now pressing against the bed while he was completely naked on top of you. Vigorously, he took your pants along with panties off of you.

"Are you sure?" He wanted to have you so badly, but he knew consent was needed, even if you wanted it as badly as him.

"Yes, yes, yes, please."

"So needy "He whispered to you, taking his cock, he slowly slipped it inside you, he was slow at first, waiting for you to adjust. He surprised himself by not combusting the moment he was inside you.

You tapped his shoulder, signaling he could move. In the beginning, it was slow, but as the seconds passed he was rougher. Nails scraping his hands, hand in hand, pleasure consuming both of your bodies and mind. Your lips were sealed with him. You both were relieved this was finally happening, both of you anticipating this moment since Maker knows when.

"Oh, Ani right there!" Your face was contracted with pleasure. His thumb came down to your clit, stimulating it, If this wasn't heaven, then you didn't know what heaven was.

Wrapping your legs around his hips, you were suddenly on top of him, discovering more pleasurable angles.

"Oh sit" Anakin said, he was deeper inside of you in this new position, his climax coming closer. "Darling I'm close"

"Me too." With your hands on his toned chest, you started to bounce faster, both of your climaxes just around the corner.- Shit shit shit I'm cumming.

Be a good girl and do.- Anakin came right after you did. Your juices mixing in your cunt, dripping down your legs.

The moment he lifts you up from him, you whined, missing the feeling of his dick deep inside you. You lay on the right side of the bed, feeling Anakin shuffle around the bedroom to your side. Picking you up, he took you to the bathroom, where you took a shower with him, cleaning up before getting into bed with him.

Your breathing was in sync, you've never felt more at peace. But you knew you had to talk.

"Anakin, what we just did was really wrong. " Your face was in his chest, Anakin's hand playing with your hair. He hummed in response. "It's against the code what we just did, the code we have tied ourselves to for life."

"I know." He simply said. "But I also know that is the best thing I've ever done, and I don't regret it a bit."

"I don't regret it, either." You whispered. " Do you think we could keep it a secret?"

At that, Anakin's heart leaped, a smile decorating his features.

"Of course, we can, my love. " He said, kissing the top of your head, you hummed in satisfaction. " Just don't get distracted by me when we train, y'know."

You hit him playfully in the chest, kissing him you replied softly

You wish Skywalker.

I thought I lost this for one moment and I almost kms 💀😭😭😭

[ithebookhoarder]

🛏 For Anakin x Reader (Episode 3). Reader has sleep deprivation, so some fluff and cuddles plus Ani tells them bedtime stories 💗

Sweet Dreams (Anakin Skywalker x Reader)

A/N: Thank you @baddestbitchofthedecade as Episode 3 Anakin is elite and after this week’s Obi-wan Kenobi episode I need some fluffy content for this boi. Stat. So much so I bashed this out whilst I try to begin to recover from the emotional damage 💕

Masterlist

“You know I can see your eyes are closed.”

“Wha- no, no they’re not,” you protested, head snapping up at the voice behind you. 

The words were out of your mouth before your body had even registered the sudden presence of Anakin entering your bedroom. 

Wait. 

Anakin? In your room? When had he arrived, and how long had he been standing there for?

You were slightly ashamed to say you had no idea what the answer to any of those questions was. Then again, you hadn’t been paying much attention to begin with, considering you had been busy staring at the texts scattered around you in a circle on the floor. 

The last thing you remembered was reading something about flora on a water planet, but you couldn’t be sure if that was five minutes ago or five hours... and you were too nervous to look up at the clock to check. 

Then again, the fact Anakin was here told you it was late. Very late. 

No wonder your traitorous eyelids had started to droop shut, as you attempted to spend yet another night studying ahead of an upcoming mission. It was as if they were protesting over the prospect of another night of no sleep… hence they must had closed, sending you into a slumber where you sat. 

Yep. 

You were never going to hear the end of this. 

“I’m awake - I swear,” you groaned, rubbing a hand down your face. “I was just … meditating... on the native species.”

“Uh huh,” Anakin scoffed. He smirked down at you, and at the empty cup of caff you’d been chugging, now stone cold. “Well, perhaps you’d be more comfortable meditating in bed, and not on the floor? When was the last time you actually slept?”

“… what day is it?”

Anakin paused. 

You saw the concern creeping in as he rolled his eyes and bent down, grumbling something about you being just as stubborn as he was. 

However, before you could protest, you found yourself being hauled up into his arms, and forcibly carried to the bedchamber you seemed determined to try and ignore. “What are you doing?”

“Making sure you get some sleep before you pass out over those stupid texts.”

“They’re not stupid. They’re important.”

“Not as important as getting some rest,” he stated firmly, dropping you onto the mattress and pulling the covers up over you. “You’re no use to me out in the field if you can’t even keep your eyes open, sweetheart. Think of this as a tactical decision.”

“Oh?”

You weren’t exactly sure the council would have agreed, had they been there. After all, you were capable of sleeping on your own… not that you minded having Anakin there, as he crawled in behind you.   

Clearly, he took his duties seriously. 

“And that means you have to sleep here too?”

Anakin nodded, a smile tugging at his lips as he leant down to steal a kiss. It was his usual tactic when he wanted to prevent you protesting. “Someone has to make sure you stay in bed. I’m simply being thorough, else we both know the minute I left you’d be back at it, hitting the books.”

You wisely chose not to say anything, given that he was right - annoyingly. 

He knew you too well. Then again, it wasn’t hard given how long he’d known you, and how close you two had become. 

Even if everything about the order you both swore to protect warned you against it, you couldn’t help it as you fell head over heels in love with the rebellious, flirtatious, and fiercely loyal Jedi. 

“So what’s the plan now, smart ass? Staring at me until I comply and fall asleep?”

“If I need to.”

“And what if I can’t sleep?”

“Well, then, how about I pass the time and tell you a story?”

Of all the things he could have proposed right then, that was not what you’d expected. 

“A story?” you echoed. “I’m sorry, what?”

Anakin chuckled. “A story - you know, like the ones most people say to help people get to sleep? My mom used to tell me some when I was a kid. I still remember a few.”

“She did?” you whispered, surprised by his mention of his mother. It wasn’t that Anakin didn’t talk about her, but rather that he struggled to most of the time. There was a comfort, but also a pain that came with remembering his old life, and the decision he’d made to leave her behind. “Like what?”

“Well, there was one about a kid who found some magic seeds that grew, even in the harshest desert, and whilst he thought they’d provide him and his family with food, it turned out that they kept on growing up the cliffside, next to where he lived,” Anakin began, a twinkle of amusement in his eyes as he relayed the obviously familiar story. “In fact, they grew so high that he was able to climb it up to where the lord of the town lived, in his palace. To the boy’s surprise, the palace was full of amazing treasure, and the boy couldn't believe it. So, he took some of the treasure from the Lord to help pay for food for his family. Then, he came back the next day and took some more to help pay the taxes for their farm.” 

“And this lord never noticed?” you chuckled softly, unable to help yourself. “Sounds like he had some pretty terrible security if you ask me. That, or he was blind if he just missed this giant plant growing outside his window.”

Anakin’s laughter reverberated in his chest as he pulled you in closer, wrapping an arm around you. “Hush - I’m trying to tell a story here.” 

“Sorry, sorry, I’ll be quiet.”

“Good. Now, where was I? Oh yes, the taxes.” 

You hated to admit it, but Anakin’s tactic was working. As he continued to tell the story your eyelids, already heavy from before, became practically impossible to keep open. His voice was just so soothing, and his arms felt warm and secure as they cradled you close. 

Hell, you just about managed to stay conscious long enough to hear the rest of the tale about the brave boy who kept on stealing from the greedy lord until he was finally caught - only to make a brave get away, and defeat the evil lord in the process. 

It was the excitement in Anakin’s voice that kept you tethered to him, forcing yourself to remain awake to hear his rather enthusiastic re-telling. 

You couldn't help but wonder, had his mother told him it this way? With the same voices for different characters? And side remarks about how the boy was sloppy, or that the lord deserved what he go in the end? 

Had Anakin laid in her arms, as you did with him now? 

The thought of him as a small child was enough to make your heart ache once more, especially as Anakin fell silent as the story ended. 

You could almost hear his mind whirring away, clouded with memories and thoughts he had most likely tried to forget. 

His voice was barely even a whisper. “I always liked that story.”

“Why? Because you could see yourself as the boy?” 

Anakin nodded. “Yeah… my mother always said there was more out there in life, beyond where we lived. That, one day, I’d escape and find something better… I just used to think she’d be able to come with me - to enjoy it too.” 

“Oh, Ani,” you sighed, pressing a kiss to his lips. “Thank you for sharing it with me... Do... Do you know another story?”

He hummed softly, clearly grateful for the excuse to change the topic - and the mood. “Oh, I know plenty, so get comfy.”

That night, you fell fast asleep, listening to Anakin as he told you of far away lands and brave knights who saved those in need. And, if you ever asked, he was always happy to curl up with you in bed and tell you another... and another... and another. 

[thecleverqueer]

Random Thoughts during the first two episodes of “The Wrong Jedi” Arc from “The Clone Wars”:

• Part one- Random thoughts during The Clone Wars S5:E17 “Sabotage”:

*R7 really is an underrated droid. I hope he gets to shine in “The Bad Batch” with Ahsoka’s drug-smuggling ex.

*Everyone praises Anakin’s flying abilities, but Ahsoka is a pretty badass pilot herself. I guess most of the Jedi are… those reflexes.

*Ahsoka stole Leia’s line.

*I’ve yet to figure out how Ahsoka saves after jumping out of her ship onto Anakin’s where she loses her footing and goes flying back. It seems to defy all logic. Got to hand it to Ahsoka though…. the kid is athletic AF.

*I find it interesting that the Jedi council had enough faith to put Anakin and Ahsoka in charge of the investigation behind the bombing of the temple because they were NOT THERE when the bomb went off and would be impartial, but then decided that Ahsoka did it a few episodes later.

*I like the fact that Barriss just happens to waltz by right before Anakin starts to interrogate Letta. Subtle touch.

*This episode honestly feels like someone on the creative staff binge-watched a few seasons of CSI and said, “Yep. We’re doing it, but in a different galaxy.”

*”I would have thought working for the Jedi paid better.” -Ahsoka. Yikes. Turns out, no. Those poor folks couldn’t even afford to change out their lightbulbs. They were living in a dark, dingy, seedy apartment in practical squalor.

*Letta just slick pushes a dude into Ahsoka so hard that he falls on top of her. I swear, poor Ahsoka constantly gets dumped on in this series.

*Ahsoka takes the high road. Literal, yet symbolic.

*I like how Anakin says , “no one ever said he was dead”… but like, Ahsoka literally said Jakkar was the bomb in the prior scene, so… that was implied, dumbass.

*I really want the backstory behind Letta feeding the nano droids to Jakkar. Was he a willing participant, or did she and Barriss do some real shady shit? Damn. That story could be insane.

*”There are going to be Jedi that disappoint us, Ahsoka” is the understatement of all-time, but I guess we’re working towards that…

• Part Two- Random thoughts during The Clone Wars S5:E18 “The Jedi Who Knew Too Much”:

*Damn. Who invited Palpatine and Tarkin to the Jedi funeral!?

*Jeeze… I know you’re worried about your grieving girlfriend, Ahsoka, but Yoda called for a moment of silence. So, shhhh!

*The glances that Ahsoka and Barriss keep sharing as they walk down the hallway of the temple after the funeral are dripping with homo-romantic undertones, but do go on telling me that Barrissoka isn’t canon.

*”Revenge is not the Jedi way.”-Anakin. Hmm.

*”The evidence seems clear, Ahsoka, nothing will ever change.” - Barriss. Barriss helped plan the temple bombing, and she is realizing that it served literally no purpose. The war is still raging, people are still dying, and she still can’t be with the girl that she loves. Ouch.

*Ahsoka: I hope Chancellor Palpatine knows what he’s doing.

Tarkin: I assure you he rarely does anything without a strategy.

This line basically tells me that Palpatine planned all of this shit out. It’s a ploy to get Ahsoka out of the picture. Palpatine knows that one way or another, it’s gonna happen after all this.

*The look that Barriss and Ahsoka share as Barriss walks away from their conversation in the hallway was the one that forced me to ship them. It took their relationship right on out of the heteronormative lens for me. There is literally NO heterosexual explanation for THAT LOOK. It’s like the storytellers and animators were basically saying, “we can’t do this outright because it’s a cartoon in 2012, but we’re going to sauce it up with this subtext so if you’re paying attention you’ll see it.” That was my “Hold up. Holy shit! WTF is this!!?” moment.

*Ahsoka just watches Barriss walk down the hall alone. Ahsoka’s face is locked in an excruciating state of angst until Anakin notices, then knowing that his little sister is all about this girl is like, “go be with your friend, Ahsoka.”

*I’ve said it before… the conversation that Ahsoka and Barriss have after Ahsoka chases Barriss down the hall doesn’t feel like it’s all about the temple bombing.

*You can tell that Barriss is upset about her life choices. She sort of winces as Ahsoka runs off, as if to say, “I can’t let her find out that I was behind this.”

*Letta asks for Ahsoka because that’s the only Jedi that Barriss mentioned. I guarantee Barriss doted on Ahsoka constantly. Barriss probably had everyone conviced that Ahsoka was the best Jedi ever (to Ahsoka’s peril).

*Ahsoka’s speeder driving feels kinda reckless. I’m not going to judge. I have no right to judge reckless driving habits.

*I still have doubts that it was Barriss who force chokes Letta from afar (and that it wasn’t Palpatine). What I do know is that Palpatine made sure that Ahsoka was in that cell when it happened.

*The “I don’t know what happened” line did sound guilty. I mean, we all know that Ahsoka didn’t do it, but… I can see why others might think that she did based on her actions.

*Tarkin walking all smugly towards Ahsoka’s holding cell to a remix of the Imperial March isn’t at all suggestive.

*”Curiously, the sound isn’t working on this one.” Hmm. Curious indeed.

*The fact that in two scenes prior Tarkin is telling Ahsoka that the facility is secure, and that they don’t let “just anyone” run about makes me wonder how someone just conveniently placed that key card in front of her cell. It is something else. Shit was an inside job.

*So, then the question becomes, “how did Barriss get in the facility, and why is she so damned terrible at improvisation?!” Did she not stop to think that knocking the Clones out would only make her girlfriend look more guilty? Come on, Barriss.

*Anakin and Rex rushing to the prison to try and save their sister’s ass is a peak big brothers move, and you love to see it.

*Barriss then cuts the clones down with the lightsabers, and you just wonder WTF… like, I know you don’t want to get Ahsoka killed, but you’re going to get Ahsoka killed. And, Ahsoka’s just like, “Shit.”

*Now Rex, you know your little sister did NOT kill those clones.

*Anakin’s harebrained Clones-stunning-Ahsoka training may not have prepped her fully for order 66, but it probably did help her in her prison escape. She hella dodges some stun-firing clones in that sequence.

*The scene before Ahsoka goes full on “The Fugitive” is one of my favorites. She’s borderline hysterical, and it’s got so much unfettered emotion (from both her and Anakin, honestly) that you forget for a moment that they’re even Jedi. The yelling, the arms flailing around, shit… You can tell that she feels completely betrayed, but worse, she knows that she’s f*^%ed.

*Anakin let her go. He could have caught her with the force, but he watched her go. He knew she was right.

[grapenehifics]

WIP Wednesday

(Thank you to those of you who picked this one in that poll a few weeks ago because I included it on a whim even thought it had like 3 sentences and you inspired me to give it...well still not a lot of sentences, but more than 3.)

“Obi-Wan!” Anakin came jogging up to him as he waited in line for his turn at batting practice.

“What?”

Anakin skidded to a stop in front of him. The rest of the varsity team looked at them curiously. The JV kids were supposed to be in the outfield having fielding practice.

“Windu” –

“Coach Windu,” Obi-Wan corrected.

“ - says I have to play on the junior team,” Anakin practically whined, sticking out his bottom lip.

“Junior varsity, yes,” Obi-Wan said, and knocked some dirt out of his cleats with his bat. “What about it?”

Anakin lowered his voice, not that it made much difference, and ducked his head, looking up at Obi-Wan through unfairly long eyelashes. “You mean this school has two baseball teams?”

Obi-Wan tried very hard not to laugh at him. (Some of his teammates were not so generous.) “Yes. You’ll find most high schools do.”

“But I don’t want to be on the junior team. I want to be on…” Anakin looked around at the guys lined up for batting practice. “This one.”

“You will be next year,” Obi-Wan reassured him. “You have to play JV for at least a year before you can be on varsity. School rules.”

“But I’m better than everyone else!” Anakin protested.

Obi-Wan raised his eyebrows. “I was on JV for two years. Most everyone here was. Some for three. There’s no shame in it, Anakin. It just depends on how badly they need someone at your position. Our JV team is very good. And you might – just in terms of team solidarity – want to think twice before declaring yourself the best player at this school out loud.” The people on either side of him chuckled as the line moved forward a few feet, Anakin following as if tied to Obi-Wan by an invisible string.

“I throw harder than anyone here,” he fumed, clearly not taking Obi-Wan’s point.

“Yep, and that’s all baseball is, just throwing hard and nothing else whatsoever,” Obi-Wan said, his mouth a firm, thin line. He rested his bat on his shoulder. “Go shag balls, Anakin. I need to concentrate.”

Anakin frowned again but jogged back to his team.

“Picked yourself up an admirer, I see,” Kit Fisto said. Obi-Wan pretended he hadn’t heard him.

[takadasaiko]

Here I come with the same question as usual: What are your fav Star Wars head canons? What are your favorite things about your current fic?

Ooooh. I like those questions! Let's see.... Favourite head canons... I really love the idea of Force Ghost Anakin and Obi Wan bickering in the afterlife like they did in TCW. Even better if they do it around Ahsoka who is just trying to focus.

I also really love the idea of Rex recognizing Luke. I read a fic called The Cadet where Rex hears the name Skywalker being chanted after the destruction of the first Death Star and he ends up meeting Luke. The idea stuck with me and I've had half a dozen different ideas on how they could meet after the war ends. I just really love the idea of people that knew Anakin recognizing Luke and being like 'yep, definitely Skywalker's kid' lol

I also really need Ahsoka to call Luke 'Skykid' as a nickname and for him to be really confused about why until she gives him the story about Anakin calling her Snips and the fact that she called him Skyguy. Things I need in my life lol

Favourite things for my current fic... The first is what I love about all canon divergent AU's (a genre I absolutely adore): I get a chance to explore how the world changes with one choice rippling out across the galaxy. For A Flicker of Light, that comes in Obi Wan's choice to raise and train Luke himself. That ripples out into Vader finding them, Vader taking Luke, and Luke being raised within the Empire. But at his core he's still Luke, just with a different set of circumstances. It's a great exploration of nature vs nurture and how surroundings can influence a person. Luke hasn't had it easy in this life (especially compared to his quiet life on Tatooine in canon), and that affects his outlook and his choices, but we'll see if that fully derails which side he lands on in the end ;)

Luke and Mara getting to grow up together and all the complications that come with that is a blast. There are so many conflicting loyalties, especially with the Rule of Two hanging over Luke's head his entire life. He and Vader know that something will have to eventually give: either one of them will die or Palpatine will. There's no ending where all three of them survive and rule the galaxy, yet Mara's loyalty is to her master. He raised her, he brainwashed trained her... She is loyal to him, but at the same time she has an increasingly special connection to Luke that will cause a lot of questions to be asked and choices to be made.

One of my favourite arcs so far has been Ahsoka showing up. I knew early on that she'd be there, that she'd meet Luke, and that we'd see a different version of the battle she and Vader fought in Rebels. She started the ball rolling when it comes to Luke's growth by opening up questions he hadn't necessarily thought to ask. Questions about his father's past, his mother, and if the Jedi were all as terrible as he's always believed or been told. She implanted the kernels of doubt that have been growing. There are also future scenes that are linked to her and Anakin that I'm really excited for in the future!

Thanks for these questions! Those were fun!