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i couldn’t find any farmer au bots so i made my own!

Farmhand!Anakin

Equipped with a size kink( plus more)bc he’s muscular as fuck and 6’6

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does anyone know what happened to justadmiringanakin? i miss them so much😭

i miss her so much 🥲

she deactivated her account on here bc she wasn’t too thrilled about the community I believe(her works kept getting stolen and stuff) but you can still find her work on ao3! she uses the same username

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desperate and whiny dom!anakin (not proofread)

-he’d have you pressed against the wall of the shower, your leg propped up by the ledge and everything. Your hair in his hand as he lightly pulls your head to the side, his forehead and nose resting against the side of your cheek and head.

-his hand would be groping your ass, drifting over the wet skin of your thigh before he gently reaches your pussy, feeling up the wetness that so fiercely calls to him.

-he’d groan, tracing his fingers along your folds. “So perfect, baby, so perfect for daddy. Letting him play with you wherever he pleases, my little princess”

-his voice is strained and desperate but loving no less

-“Little pussy is so wet, you been thinking of me, baby? Hm? Thinking about daddy getting home so he can have you again? His fingers tightened in your hair, causing you to mewl and whine.

-“Missed you so much, daddy, missed you inside me” Your voice is high pitched and your words are slurred, it only makes him harder, knowing how little he has to touch you before your little brain practically melts in your head

-“I know, baby, i’m here, gonna take care of you” He says before slowly pushing a couple fingers you, your mouth parts and your eyes close

-doesn���t take long before he’s pulling out long, whiny moans from you and you’re begging him, not exactly sure why

-“That’s it, that’s right, baby” He’s practically drooling now, moaning with you, desperate to make you feel good. “Love my favorite girl’s perfect fucking pussy”

-and when you cum around his fingers he’s quick to insert them in his mouth, his eyes almost rolling to the back of his skull at the taste

-his self control is no where to be seen as he lowers himself and kneels in front of you, shoving his face in between your thighs to greedily lap up any juices he can

-you gasp, fingers curling in his wet hair, weakly trying to pull him away

-“daddy no, too sensitive” you’d whine, body twitching at the oversensitivity

-“i know, baby, daddy’s sorry” he’d reply before encompassing your entire pussy in his mouth, soon opting for sticking his tongue inside you, as far as he can

-his actions are crazed and desperate, tears sprout in your eyes as you babble out nonsense, not able to do much else besides that and taking what he gives you

-his nails dig uncomfortably into the fat of your thighs but you can’t seem to mind as he seems to whimper into your pussy, his eyebrows upturned at the front as though you’d let him taste the most divine flavor he’s ever encountered

-his groaning stimulates you further, beckoning you closer and closer to the edge once more. Your head is spinning and you don’t even feel the drool that dribbles down the corner of your parted lips

-“Thank you, baby, daddy’s so grateful to have you, to have your pussy”

-his hands moved to the globes of your ass, pushing you further into his mouth which causes you to lock up and cum again, which knocks the wind from you

-he moans when he senses you, nose pushed up against your clit as he collects all you offer him with his tongue, murmuring thank you’s that you can’t even understand anymore

-unexpectedly he lets out a series of whines and moans before he grips you harder, reaching his own orgasm hands free. The tile of the shower is splattered with his cum, a result of the desperation you stir in him so easily

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step brother sam monroe who set up a camera in your room to film you touching yourself for blackmail.

-a predatory smile would break over his face as he takes back the camera the next morning. Just as he thought, his innocent little step sister caught fucking herself with a rather small dildo

-so here you were, forced to take his cock over and over even if it was splitting you open, which it was

-he even managed to manhandle you into mating press, his sweaty hands gripping the back of your knees and almost smushing them into your face

-it’s a very exposing position, he has the perfect view of your pussy struggling to fit him, even when your wetness is smeared along the insides of your thighs and pooling onto the sheets below you

-“poor baby, used to taking something so small, never been stretched properly hm?”

-your only response is a particularly loud whine at the feeling of his tip kissing your cervix incessantly

-“i know, you’re lucky I care so much about you. Gotta train this pretty pussy to take it” he’d grunt into the warm, sex-scented air of your room

-when he finally managed to scramble your brain with his cock, a new feeling swelled in him. He felt as though he owned the world, especially when you couldn’t even answer him anymore, reduced to a debauched version of yourself he only dreamed of

-the euphoric feeling in him started to multiply so he leaned down, large hand enveloping your neck right under your chin to push your head back. He didn’t even have to push hard to pin you there and it sent a shiver of delight down his spine

-his lips brushed over your ear the same time his other hand trailed down to harshly rub over your swollen, abused clit

-loud cries and pleads left your lips as he whispered harshly into your ear

-“too pretty takin’ my cock, gotta cum inside you now”

-pushing against him was useless, especially when your orgasm was less creeping up on you and more barreling towards you

-so as your gummy walls squeeze around him, fluttering, he groans and presses himself as deep as he can go

-“knew you’d take it the first second i saw you, knew you’d look so pretty under me” he’d ramble, his nails digging into your skin as he finally filled you up

-he admired the dumb look on your face, a smirk gracing his lips as he pressed his fingers into your cheeks to guide your head to the side

-“say hi to the camera, pretty girl”

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I NEED taboo anakin somno shit NOWWW. The worse, the better. The more fucked up and taboo, the better

yes!!

—somnophilia with dilf!anakin who’s your fiancés older brother

-might make something similar but with boyfriend’s dad anakin. This was kinda tame tbh.

She was already pushing it with her fiancé, he was 10 years older than her. Now she was really pushing it since his older brother was around 20 years older than her. Who could blame her though? He was tall, classy, so charming, and unbelievably sexy.

“Not sure golfing is for me after all .” Her fiancé laughed, he finished telling a golf story to the table, which consisted of his mother, father, and older brother. Her fingers mindlessly played with his own as he spoke, she wasn’t there mentally. Not with the way his older brother’s eyes would catch hers every few minutes.

They’ve all had a few drinks and she blamed the incessant lustful thoughts on it. Why else would she be imagining Anakin’s strong hands? Maybe they’d pull her hair, force themselves into her mouth, inside of her. Even just the thought of how well they could grip her skin made her head dizzy. But the way her eyelids began to droop and become heavy wasn’t something she could ignore any longer. With a soft, sleepy yawn, she tapped her soon-to-be husband’s shoulder. “I’m gonna go to sleep, okay?” He nodded, barely registering what she was saying before going back to speaking.

“Goodnight guys, I’ll see you in the morning.” The smile that graced her face faltered slightly as she made eye contact with Anakin again, her skin felt as though it was going to catch fire as it warmed. He rubbed a hand over his chin as he said goodnight, the small act seemingly very loud. The tension between them, unknown to everybody else, steadily rose and it had her walking a bit quicker up the stairs to the guest room.

It was wrong, obviously. No matter how much her body craved whatever skills he possessed, it was wrong. With a huff, she got ready for bed, soon crawling under the covers almost half asleep.

The dreams conjured up in her unconscious mind weren’t any better than the day dreaming she’s been doing. In her dreams Anakin had a sinful way of talking, a sinful way of touching her.

“That’s it, god I want my cum leaking out of your nose” He’d say, gripping her hair tightly as he forced her further down his cock. He shivered at the tightness of her throat as he slid into it. “Would you like that?” His deep voice was velvety, painfully smooth as he spoke. All she could do was moan around him, spit bubbling from the sides of her mouth.

Back at the table Anakin excused himself, saying he was going to the bathroom. His tall figure stalked up the stairs, stopping in front of the guest bedroom’s door. He leaned closer, slowing his breathing to check if he could hear her. It was silent, proving that she was probably asleep.

With a gentle turn of the doorknob, he pushed the door open, his eyes landing on her sleeping figure almost immediately.

His heart beat faster in his chest as he shut the door behind him, stepping closer to gaze at her sleeping face, the only light came from the tv that softly played in the background. From what he could tell, she was perfect. Perfect face, perfect lips, perfect body.

Oh, he loved her body. The way she’d wear low cut tops, her cleavage almost spilling from the fabric. The pants she’d wear were tight, sometimes too tight and he’d have to excuse himself to jerk off in the bathroom. All he wanted was to get his hands, his mouth on her and do as he pleased. He knew he could treat her better, fuck her better than his brother. She needed a man like him, someone who could handle her, fuck her tired when she couldn’t sleep, when she was bratty, he’d do it all with a smile.

He’d teach her how to be the perfect whore, he knew she’d be eager to please him, to learn how to take it.

His pants tightened at the thought and he couldn’t stop himself from hooking his fingers in the comforter and dragging it down to her ankles. She was wearing a tank top and shorts, shorts that would have killed him if she wore them around him. The globes of her ass strained the material and he thanked whatever god was listening to his prayers and brought her into his life.

“So pretty.” He mumbled, his voice thick with need. The shorts were cute but had to go so he softly yanked them down and off, leaving them discarded on the floor. He bit down a smile at the panties she adorned, white lace, it was almost like she was doing this on purpose.

His gaze flicked upward, checking if she was stirring awake at all. When he knew it was safe to keep going he spread her legs, almost moaning at her panty-clad mound. It took every ounce of self restraint to not tear the lacy material off and force his aching cock inside of her.

She laid on her stomach, shielding her breasts from him which he didn’t really appreciate. He thought about flipping her over but that was too risky and he was on a time crunch. So he pushed down his pants and boxers just enough to free his cock, his hand lazily stroking as he positioned himself behind her. She had such an effect on him, his tip already leaking pearls of pre cum as he pushed her panties to the side.

The gentle musk of her had his eyes rolling to the back of his head, oh what he wouldn’t give to press his face against her pussy and live out the rest of his days there. Another shaky breath left him as he leaned on his hands over her, guiding himself to her core.

The first touch had goosebumps spreading over his clothed skin, and this time he couldn’t stop himself from fully pushing forward and filling her up. His mouth parted and his hips stuttered at the heavenly feel of her tight walls enveloping him. It took a few soft thrusts to fully get inside her but he didn’t care, the house could be burning down at that moment and he still wouldn’t have cared.

She made a few sounds in her sleep, moving a little but didn’t wake up. His gaze was fierce as he stared at the side of her face as his thrusts picked up, her eyebrows knit together a moment later. Lowering himself to her back, his chest pressed against it and he nudged his hands under her to get to her breasts, harshly groping when he made contact. Anakin lets out a strained groan into her neck, feeling like he was on cloud nine.

He fucked her like they’ve been married for years, like this wasn’t the first time, like she wasn’t engaged to his little brother. Her body lunged forward every thrust and soon her eyes were creaking open.

He didnt care, his hand made quick work of leaving her breast and pressing tightly against her mouth. His cock twitched when she fully came to and tried to push him off, her feeble attempts made this so much hotter.

“‘uh-uh, baby, you’re not going anywhere. Be a good girl and take it.” He panted into her ear, his forehead pressed against the side of her head.

She was beyond confused, but the one thing she knew is that he felt amazing in her. Anakin’s tip kissed her cervix every thrust, her fiancé had never done that before.

Anakin was big, she could feel the veins on his shaft, she could feel how he split her in half to accommodate his size. It was mind numbing as he picked up the pace, even just the way his broad frame shadowed her own. He could break her in half if he wanted and it had a muffled whimper leaving her throat.

The man above her smirked, it was lewd and predatory. He was right, she was a whore, a slut for good dick. He hummed against her ear, pressing harder against her mouth so her head was pushed back further. He slowed his hips, opting for pushing deeper in her.

She groaned into his hand, pushing back into his hips as best she could, trying to signal for him to speed up again. He chuckled darkly, digging his teeth into his bottom lip, the action threatened to draw blood but he didnt pay any mind to it.

Most people would’ve been distraught by now, but not her. She wanted this and he knew it. She stuffed her hand down and into her panties, toying with her puffy clit in fast circles.

“You want more? You’re fucking pathetic, begging your fiancé’s brother to fuck you faster. What would he say if he saw you dripping all over my dick? Hm? If he saw you being fucked stupid.” He taunted cruelly, he decided to drive into her again, fast enough to make her brain stop working but not fast enough to have the bed make any noise.

The realness of his words caused her stomach to tighten in worry, but the idea that his brother could walk in any moment and catch them had her squeezing Anakin’s cock and coming around him hard. A broken moan leaves her, still muffled by his hand thankfully. Humiliation nips at her because of how fast she came, but she couldn’t help it. She’s touched herself to this exact scenario multiple times, being taken roughly and without choice by him.

The euphoric feeling had her toes curling, her fingers digging into the sheets below, and her eyes rolling.

“That’s a good girl, pussy so fucking tight.” The feeling of her orgasm had his balls tightening, he was getting close. Her gummy, wet walls almost suctioning around him was lethal, and he would happily die right then and there. Lodged in the most perfect pussy he’s ever fucked.

“Gonna cum inside you, fill you up. Kay, baby?” She nodded quickly, sweat dripping down the sides of her face. Anakin wasn’t any better, drops of sweat dripped onto her hair and the back of her neck.

A muffled “please” came from her and he groaned, probably a bit too loud before his hips stuttered once more. He pressed himself as far as he could inside her and pressed his face into the junction of her neck and shoulder, painting her walls white.

“That’s it, taking it so well.” He murmured, gently thrusting before coming to a stop. The pair panted, catching their breaths before he gripped her hips and pulled out. White leaked from her abused hole, making it almost impossible for Anakin to get up.

But he did, pulling his pants and boxers back up. She thought he was going to leave just like that, but he leaned over to firmly grasp her hair, tugging her head backwards so he could duck down and sloppily connect their lips. It’s all teeth and tongue but has a familiar feeling stirring in her gut again.

“Don’t waste what I gave you, I’ll check tomorrow.” His gaze bores into hers and she dumbly nods. Tapping her cheek meanly, he stood back up straight, stretching his arms to get rid of the stiffness in his joints before he cast one last glance at her debauched form and left. She tried to call out to him softly but he didn’t turn back, only shutting the door silently.

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Foreplay

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pairing; Anakin x fem!reader

a/n: I'm taking requests rn, the more gross and taboo the better pls!!

not proofread, directly from my brain to the internet

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It was odd honestly. You've been dreaming of your sex life for forever now and it's actually started, though it was after you started your 20's. You couldn't really complain though, you couldn't really say a whole lot at all when Anakin's cock was usually lodged down your throat or buried as deep as possible inside you.

It was like fire between you, liquid fire that threatened to burn and never slow. The sex was great, obviously, but it was what was leading up to sex that swung you off your feet.

"My love? I'm finally back from the dealership. Almost had to sleep there". You hear down the hall, you were stuffed in your bedroom at the moment and Anakin had just gotten to your apartment. The smile that washed over your face wasn't even voluntary at this point, it was muscle memory. His large steps get closer until he's peaking inside the room, his gaze landing on your back as you sift through your dresser looking for something to sleep in.

"Took you long enough, you only left five hours ago". You chuckle, peering over your shoulder as he steps closer. So close that he wraps his arms around your middle; nestling his face in the crook of your neck. "I'm glad you're back, was worried I was gonna have to go to bed without you". Even with his face mushed into your skin he scoffs. "I'd run home before that could even happen, don't you worry, Pretty. Are you getting ready for bed?" He asks, unwrapping himself from you to search through the few drawers he's claimed in your dresser.

You open your mouth to answer but the words hiccup in your throat as he casually takes off his shirt. You've seen him naked a bunch now, but you'd never get used to such a sight. "Yeah...yeah I am, just gotta get undressed".

Anakin's eyebrow quirks at the small but very telling reaction. So he waits for you to find a shirt, your fingers hooking into the material you're wearing with the intent to pull it off, but instead you cast over a glance to confirm whether he's watching or not.

He is.

And it causes your skin to burn the second you meet his gaze, especially when that damned smirk ever so slightly pulls at the corner of his plump lips.

"What?" You ask softly, your stomach doing flips in your body.

"Keep going, we're going to bed aren't we?" The reply is teasing and you can feel your face heating effectively.

"I will.." You let out a nervous laugh, slightly lifting the material more to show him you plan on taking it off.

"Do it, or do you need some help?" He begins, taking a step closer. "Wouldn't mind helping my baby, y'know? Taking this off..." The air in the room feels like it's been heated up and yet sucked out at the same time. His fingers pluck your tank top's strap and pulls it, letting it snap against your skin.

"You're gonna let me help you right? Been thinking of you all day--these all day". Large, warm hands grope you over your bra and shirt, yet it feels as though there's no barriers at all. You let out a shaky breath and nod, gripping the edge of the dresser behind you.

"Words, Pretty, you know that". He scolds lightly.

"Yes...please, missed you". The breathy admission has a lusty smile etching its way across his face and he doesn't wait another second before he's pulling off the thin layer of your shirt; eyeing the exposed skin and the way your bra is decorated with the sinful sight of your cleavage.

"There we go, gotta take this off too, don't I? Pretty girl always needs my help, doesn't she?" He mumbles, his hands sprawl across your sides, goosebumps prickling over the affected area. He drifts his hands to your back, moving up to your bra clasp and removing it with practiced ease.

A shiver runs down your back, from the cool air and from the way he bites his lip the second he gets an eyeful of your breasts. A groan bubbles at the back of his throat and he's quick to press you into the dresser, his hands scrambling to scoop up your half naked figure and hoist you onto the flat surface. He's almost eye level with your nipples and it causes his pants to tighten significantly.

"So pretty, baby, such pretty fuckin' tits you have". A second later he's leaning forward and sloppily kissing your collarbone, his tongue pokig out at certain times.

His lips move lower and he drags his moist bottom lip down the valley between your breasts. The action has your heart stuttering and a gush of liquid to wet a spot on your panties.

"Anakin". You whimper softly, moving your hands to glide and explore his arms and torso.

"I know, baby, know you need me". He decides to stop teasing and to finally kiss in circles around your left nipple, soon taking it into his mouth and moaning like it was his favorite meal. Your mouth falls open and your hand grips the curls that rest at the back of his head. The way his tongue switches between harsh licks and gentle swirls has your mind becoming hazy and numb, Anakin prefers you like this. Needy, debauched, only thing on your mind being him and his cock.

A gasp and a choked moan leave you suddenly when he meanly bites down on your sensitive bud. The pain tingles into pleasure and you're squirming, the ache in between your thighs beginning to become a problem.

"Anakin, fuck, I need more, gotta give me more, please". You beg, the words a tad slurred as you dig your nails into his scalp and the skin of his sun-kissed shoulder.

He pulls away, his lips wet as he flicks his gaze to yours. "Poor baby, is your pussy already wet? Just from me playing with your tits? God, baby, you're such a pathetic little thing, hm? Can't even touch you without you wanting more". His words are meant to fully push you over the edge, meant to make thinking even harder.

You whine in response, dragging him closer. He offers a chuckle and a quick glance before he's digging his fingers under your pajama pants and dragging them down and off. He then pushes your legs apart, the grip of your thigh firm. Your bottom lip is trapped under your teeth as you take in his reaction, clenching around nothing at it.

"Tsk tsk, I knew it. Bet you're thinking of all the things I could do to you right now. Like.." He starts, his hand drifting to the wet patch on your panties and pressing into it. Your posture slumps further and you breathe heavy. "I could finger you first, press into that little hole of yours, maybe get you to squirt a couple times before I get my mouth on your clit".

He rips his gaze from where he thumbs your clit lightly, the action becoming harder as seconds pass.

"You always sound so pretty when I eat your pretty pussy. Or are you thinking about what I'll do when I finally fuck you? When I finally get my cock out and fill you up again? Could take you like this". He says, emphasizing his point by pulling you to the edge and letting you feel how hard he's become with a roll of his hips into yours. You whine but he keeps going.

"Or I could bend you over it, pull your hair". One of his hands moves up to grip the strands of your hair, a fist full as he pulls your head back. His tongue wets his lips before he sloppily plants wet kisses upon the column of your throat, soon moving to your ear and brushing over the skin of it.

A shiver wracks your body before he speaks again, his voice low and thick with lust as he almost whispers into your ear.

"Tell you how dirty, pathetic, disgusting, you are for enjoying my cock so much". He unfortunately pulls away a second later, an inch away from your face now, his hands back on your thighs.

"So, what'll it be, Pretty?"

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i made another anakin bot, this time it’s pool boy!anakin x married!reader

i hope you guys like it!! ❤️

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hi guys!! i made another anakin bot bc my fave college anakin one is gone

this is frat!anakin x sororitygirl!reader

their frat/sorority has a rivalry i couldn’t help myself 🫣

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I just want Anakin to slap my face with his fat cock while telling me what a bad girl I am...

hmm..yes

- I can totally picture one of his hands firmly gripping the back of your hair, holding you in place tightly as he runs his tip over your lips

- he’s so messy with it, he eases his cock shallowly in and out of your mouth, smearing your spit along your lips and cheek

- his ego inflates as he watches the silent plead in your eyes, especially if you begin to cry. We both know he’s gonna mock you

- that’s when he gets a little rough with it, your cheek is wet after he slaps you with his cock, and to be gross he smears your spit and his precum across your cheek again, trailing it to your open mouth

- “such a pathetic little thing, bet you’re wetting those cute little panties, hm? i know you wanted this though, acting like a depraved slut earlier”

- or

-“bad girls get what they deserve, don’t they? so stop cryin and be a good throat for me”

- OR

- “you look so pretty like this, it’s too bad you wanted to act like a whore, now you get to be treated like one. You like it though, don’t you, pretty girl?”

- his shallow thrusts become a little deeper, purely just to set off your gag reflex over and over until your chin is dripping with a mixture of spit and precum.

- and if you try and pull away, his hand holding your hair becomes even tighter and you wince at the burning of your hair being pulled

- “no no, sweetheart, you’re not going anywhere. Need you to be a good girl for me, yea? I don’t wanna be mean, but you know I will if I have to…”

- omg and after he finally cums, it partly down your throat, on your tongue, and on your face. But you know he’ll spread it all over your face with his tip. He’s gotta make the outside just as lewd and debauched as what he knows goes on inside.

- “look at that, so pretty for me. You’re not a bad girl, no, you’re just a pathetic little thing, absolutely cock-starved”

💗

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your new theme is phenomenal 💕

thank you omg, i was just looking at yours too😭

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Trailer trash!Anakin coded

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☆。*。Happy Anyafest!

— Hello! Welcome to the start of the Anyafest! To celebrate Holidays and my birthday, I'll be doing 15 days of fics. This is something I've been thinking for a while and something very special to me. This blog has been my special place for almost a year now and it has been such a wonderful and lovely experience! Thank you so much and I hope you enjoy it! | — From December 15th 2023 to December 30th 2023!

☆ Taglist! / Navigation!

➼ December 15th : High and Dry - AOTC Anakin Skywalker.

➼ December 16th : Piano Tiles - AJ (from the movie Takers).

➼ December 17th : Wrapped up - CW!Anakin Skywalker.

➼ December 18th : Midlife Crisis - Dilf!Anakin Skywalker.

➼ December 19th : Welcome Home - Luke Skywalker.

➼ December 20th : My favorite flavor - Anakin Skywalker [Eroguro, Gore].

➼ December 21st : Red - Darth Vader.

➼ December 22nd : Bouncing Bells - Sam Monroe.

➼ December 23rd : Last Minute Shopping - Dad's best friend!Anakin Skywalker.

➼ December 24th : Mistletoe - Clayton Beresford.

➼ December 25th : Angel - Anakin Skywalker.

➼ December 26th : Hungover - Trailer trash!Anakin Skywalker.

➼ December 27th : Icing - Luke Skywalker.

➼ December 28th : Movie Marathon - Luke Skywalker x Reader x Han Solo.

➼ December 29th : Warm - Obi-Wan Kenobi.

➼ December 30th : Happy Birthday! - Clayton Beresford.

— Thank you so much for reading! I hope you have a wonderful Holidays! 💙

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𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐨𝐞

𝕕𝕒𝕪 𝟙 of 𝟙𝟚 𝕕𝕒𝕪𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕔𝕙𝕣𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕞𝕒𝕤

summary: you’ve always had a crush on anakin, but he’s your brother’s closest friend. when you accidentally get caught with anakin under the mistletoe, you completely freeze. can something so wrong really feel so right?

word count: 600+

features: fem!reader, fluff, angst, mistletoe, french kissing, dramatic argument, secret crushes

It’s just your luck that you and Anakin wander under the mistletoe hanging from the entrance to the kitchen about the same time. And to make the situation even more embarrassing, your mom, sitting beside the fireplace and chatting with Ms. Shmi, stops mid conversation to announce that you should kiss Anakin. Your heart is like a drum, beating against your chest. Kissing Anakin is something you’ve fantasized about for a long time. None of your friends blame you. Everyone thinks he’s handsome.

But there’s one big issue. He’s your brother’s best friend. It’s been that way since you were all kids. It wouldn’t feel right to kiss him. Though you have no doubts it would feel good.

Anakin’s so far out of your league too. He’s a senior in college, and you’re only a senior in high school. Barely eighteen.

“Kiss her, Anakin!” your mom giggles. “It’s tradition!”

Ms. Shmi covers her mouth as she laughs at you both.

You look up at Anakin, who’s looking down at you with his icy blue gaze, freezing your body, making you vulnerable to whatever he desires. You’re too flustered to speak or to push him away. How could you? He’s all you’ve wanted for as long as you can remember.

Tilting your head slightly, you offer your cheek. But just as you close your eyes, his warm hand cups your chin and lifts your face, planting his lips directly on yours. And it’s more than a peck. Somehow, he works your mouth open and for a fleeting moment slips his tongue inside, touching yours. You nearly choke, as he backs away with the biggest grin you’ve ever seen on his gorgeous lips.

Your mom’s eyes grow wide. “Anakin Skywalker! You’re lucky her brother didn’t see you.”

“Didn’t see what?”

You jump, recognizing the deep voice. Everyone looks toward the back door.

Your brother has returned from chopping wood for the fire. His teeth are chattering, and he’s shivering. Pulling off his gloves, the ones you knitted for him, he steps into the living room, checking over every face.

Anakin groans. “Nothing. Just forget it. Does your dad need help out there?” The way he’s trying to change the subject is so obvious. And now you notice his face is bright red.

“What happened?” your brother presses Anakin for more information. Suspicion lingers in his tone.

“Nothing!” Anakin exclaims. 

Looking up, your brother notices the mistletoe, and something clicks. Instantly, he puts all the pieces together. And he doesn’t withhold his anger, even in front of your mother and Ms. Shmi.

“Did you kiss her?” Your brother lunges for Anakin and grabs his shirt, straining the white cotton nearly to the breaking point.

“It’s mistletoe. Christmas?” Anakin refuses to look him in the eye. He doesn’t have to say anything. Your brother knows, but you find it strange that he’s so pissed off.

You can’t sit by and watch your two closest friends fight. Especially over you and a kiss, no matter how meaningful it had been to you.

“Please!” you cry. “Don’t hurt Ani! We were just playing around!” You push your hands between their strong bodies.

“Boys!” your mother screams. “What in the world is going on?”

Eyes furious, your brother shoves Anakin back violently, and he would have fallen if not for the wall he catches himself on. Then your brother storms off, stomping up the stairs.

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry!” Anakin chases after him.

But your brother locks himself in his room before Anakin can reach him. At the top of the staircase, Anakin stands looking down at you. Pressing his perfect lips together, he’s trying not to smile at you.

You both know the truth.

He’s not sorry.

Not even a little bit. 

Not even at all.

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i can’t help myself i made another bot 😐

divorced!dilf!anakin x kindergartenteacher!reader

enjoy🩰

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what did i ever do to deserve you 😢

𝕒𝕧𝕒'𝕤 𝟙𝟚 𝕕𝕒𝕪𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕔𝕙𝕣𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕞𝕒𝕤

a collection of holiday drabbles featuring anakin and you! warnings will be listed under each day. minors dni! 18+ only!

publishing once a day, starting dec 14th 2023, each drabble will be available at 12 am cst.

𝕕𝕒𝕪 𝟙: mistletoe | bbf!anakin | fluff | angst

𝕕𝕒𝕪 𝟚: incomparable | lord!anakin | fluff | angst

𝕕𝕒𝕪 𝟛: snowed in | jedi!anakin | explicit

𝕕𝕒𝕪 𝟜: not so secret, secret santa | fratboy!anakin | fluff

𝕕𝕒𝕪 𝟝: diamond wish | mechanic!anakin | fluff

𝕕𝕒𝕪 𝟞: green with envy | stalker!anakin | gore

𝕕𝕒𝕪 𝟟: across the ice | bbf!anakin | hurt-comfort | explicit

𝕕𝕒𝕪 𝟠: tipsy | jedi!anakin | explicit

𝕕𝕒𝕪 𝟡: last christmas | fratboy!anakin | angst

𝕕𝕒𝕪 𝟙𝟘: 'tis the damn season | jedi!anakin | angst

𝕕𝕒𝕪 𝟙𝟙: over and under | ex!anakin | explicit

𝕕𝕒𝕪 𝟙𝟚: a gift for daddy | ceo!anakin | explicit

prompts i chose

ｏ��ｅｓｈｏｔｓ | ᴍᴀsᴛᴇʀʟɪsᴛ

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Guys i made another anakin bot on janitorai!! 40 year old manipulative boss anakin i’m quivering

i hope you guys enjoy it!!

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i need to change my pants omg

THE "mhm" ARE YOU KIDDING ME?????