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just posted a draft and sorry I’ve been a bit inactive apparently intensive aerobics at 8am comes along with theater camp

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☆ 𝑺𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝑾𝒆 𝑺𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒍 𝑭𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑵𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝑺𝒌𝒚

Anakin Skywalker/GN!reader

— Synopsis: It’s harder to pretend you don’t feel hurt than it is to hide your relationship with Anakin

Word count: 845

angst/fluff? I love forbidden romances and the title is inspired by the song Never Enough

It’s getting harder to pretend. Here you sit with Anakin, on top of a building in Coruscant, far away from the eyes of the Jedi. You can see it on his face too. The look he gives you during council meetings, during missions, during the moments you two are alone. That look that goes unseen by everyone, everyone but you.

He could stare all he wanted, admire your beauty. He could adore you, but only at a distance. He even opted to stand on the opposite side of the room when among other people, scared that his urges to hold your hand, or to profess his love you would take over. 

You’re aware of this too, aware that you both can’t act on how you truly feel for each other. It was already frowned upon on how the Jedi noticed you two were “close friends” and often spent an alarming amount of time together. 

Your loyalty lies to the Jedi order. However, there’s a small part of you that wishes it could lie to Anakin instead. His devotion and willingness to you made you aware that his loyalty — and heart — only belonged to you.

It seemed like the only thing that kept you and Anakin apart was your commitment to the Jedi order.

The night sky on Coruscant looked artificial, bustling cars and towering buildings littered the city down below. But not for you and Anakin. You both sat atop the tallest viewpoint you could find. Stargazing became a pastime for the two. Even when one was on a mission, light years away, it brought a sense of familiarity and comfort to your relationship which consisted of risks and secrecy. 

You turned to look at him, he looked so beautiful, so angelic and carefree. Yet you knew about the storms in his mind. You wish you could help, to provide him with some sense of closure or security. Anything would be enough.

“What are you thinking about?” You asked, leaning onto his shoulder. He broke his stoic gaze and turned to you. “You.” He spoke. Flutters erupted in your stomach at his response. Even with all the ups and downs in your relationship over the years, he’s always said things that make you weak in your knees and head over heels for him, whether he even realizes it or not.

“What about me?” You asked, not expecting much of an answer. “About how I love you. And how everyone deserves to know.” He broke his gaze from yours, turning his head down. 

He had such passion, such devotion, that it almost looked like torture when he couldn’t hold your hand in public, or say I love you in passing. “Yeah..” you trailed off, unaware of how to respond. 

You took his hand and intertwined it with yours. His eyes met yours, “I know what it feels like. I sometimes wish we could just… leave it all behind and start a new life somewhere. Somewhere where we aren’t heroic Jedi Knights.” You confessed to him. 

His eyes softened and gripped your hand. He paused before he spoke, almost like he was hesitant to speak. “You know I would do anything you asked me to, right?” He asked. You nodded, unsure of what he was going to propose.

He shifted his body to where he completely faced you. He grabbed hold of your other hand in his before he spoke. “Then let’s do it. Let’s leave and never come back. We can change our names, we can move to a planet we’ve never even heard of. We can properly get married, have a family. Live a life no Jedi can.” He confessed, holding your hands in a tight grip.

You knew he was blinded by his love, he even knew it too. You both knew that he had obligations  and responsibilities, that a life like that is just a dream. “Anakin,” you sighed. “You know we can’t.” You avoided his eyes. 

“I know” was all he said. Almost as if he didn’t want to accept that truth.

In an attempt to lighten the mood, “We always have right now.” You separated your hands from his and cupped his face with them. “Yeah,” he said. “We do.” A weak smile spread on his face.

You pulled him in for a kiss, your lips met in a fit of passion and yearning. Every time you kissed, you treated like it was your last, like the world around turns into a blur and all that matters is holding onto this sweet moment.

When you pulled away, he stared lovingly into your eyes. He started to brush his fingers through your hair, and you laid against his chest. “I love you,” he said, voice barely above a whisper.

“I love you too.” You said, fully meaning it. Each time you say it, you get closer and closer to satisfying the urges of running away with him and leaving the order behind. 

Maybe this time you’ll finally give in.

See how good I am when I don’t rush myself to put out something? Ahaha, I’m lying, this was good in theory.

✎ pearlyuh, 2025

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SOMETHING COMING SOON I SWEAR I just got cast as a somewhat-big role at theater camp. And I’ve just been super tired lately, but nothing makes me more creative and motivated when I’m doing something I love so I’m definitely gonna put something out super duper soon!

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and we love them for that

toxic traits of star wars protagonists

luke skywalker: really wants everyone to be cool with his genocidal dad

leia organa: kisses her brother to piss off her boyfriend

han solo: actively provokes violent debt sharks

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2am and I still cannot sleep, I’ve tried literally everything

Guess I’ll have to drink a redbull for breakfast 💔

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Im going to theater camp for the next 2 weeks so ill be a lil less active (I have some non-proofread drafts I’ll prolly post)

besides that, I literally can’t fall asleep and I need to wake up early tomorrow help

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generals quarters and the two bugs that keep weaseling their way in

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hyperfixation please stay with me long enough to complete the project. hyperfixation do not fade. hyperfixation finish what you started for the love of god

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Star Wars | illustrated by Stephanie Hans

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kinda in a creativity block rn and I just put something out, it’s not my best but I felt the need to write anyways to push through this slump :, )

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✧ 𝑴𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒛𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏

Anakin Skywalker/GN!Reader

— Synopsis: Downtime on a mission with Anakin, someone who you thought you hated.

Word Count: 629 (estimate idk)

cringe probably but ima post anyways

Cocky, Arrogant, Dramatic.

These are all words you would use to describe Anakin Skywalker. It wasn't until your teenage years that you started to get annoyed by every little thing that he did. And it didn't help that your masters were friends and frequently forced you and Anakin to have 'play dates' (which resulted in irresponsible sparring and somebody getting hurt.)

Now that you were both fully-fledged Jedi Knights, you saw less of him. He wasn't gone completely - like on this mission you were sent on with him and Obi-Wan to negotiate a deal with a Separatist ally. You were now waiting for clearance to land on the planet, which is happening to take a questionably long amount of time.

"Come on, we've been waiting for at least 30 minutes. What's taking so long?" Anakin complained from the pilot's seat. "Patience, Anakin." Obi-Wan spoke coming from the back of the ship. "Yeah, stop whining, you're giving me a headache." You turned to face him from where you sat. "Yeah? Well having you as a co-pilot certainly makes me more irritable." Anakin rolled his eyes.

"I am in no mood for your banter today. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to try contacting the landing bay once more," Obi-Wan said before disappearing into the back of the ship. You thought back to your argument before, "I'm not exactly thrilled to be here with you either." You glared at him. "Are we still on about that? Geez, you keep instigating these fights. If I didn't know any better, I'd think you like me." Anakin said with a playful smile.

For some reason, this ignited a spark in you that you didn't even know existed. It felt like your heart started beating more rapidly and there was a jittery feeling in your stomach. "What!? No I do not! Why would you even assume that?" You spoke quickly. You didn't know why you were getting so defensive, or so worked up about it. "Really? Because for the past 10 years I've known you, I've always caught you staring at me." He said, replacing his playful attitude with a serious one.

You were sure that your face was hotter than the sun and your cheeks a deep color of red, he'd caught you staring? You didn't even quite know why you were staring - it always felt like some strong thread in the force, calling your eyes to look at him. In a way you never realized, you admired him. His strength, his bravery, his beautiful face. 

He noticed your loss of words and sighed. "Listen, I know we've never got along, but sometimes you just drive me insane." He paused, taking a deep breath. "You're always arguing with me like you despise me, but then I'll catch you staring at me in a way that makes me completely weak." He admitted, avoiding your eyes. 

With little to none thinking, you pulled his face into yours and your lips met. The second your lips collided, you were aware of what you had done. Scared of how he would react, you almost pulled away - until he kissed back. Pulling you in closer, his hands softly caressed the sides of your face.

Once you pulled away, you didn't have to say anything, he knew. Your conversations used to be all snappy words and perplexing looks. Now you find yourself with silent confessions and looks of warmth and passion.

Before either of you could lean in again, the sound of the ship door opening brought you both back to reality. You had both stared at Obi-Wan like you had seen a ghost. "Good news, we can land now." Obi-Wan said before noticing your looks. "What did I miss?" He asked. "Nothing, Landing now." Anakin replied. 

thinking of writing something about luke or leia next, suggestions pls ;)

✎ pearlyuh, 2025

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✰ 𝑨𝒄𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒔 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑮𝒂𝒍𝒂𝒙𝒚

Anakin Skywalker/GN!Reader

— Synopsis: The aftermath of Anakin turning to the dark side

Word Count: 465

short angsty thing✨

It was over, the prophecy had been sealed. Anakin was your friend — best friend. Your love and affection towards each other exceeded a friendly amount, and certainly exceeded anything the Jedi order would allow. You didn’t care though. You and Anakin lived and loved anyway.

And he died, trying to protect the one thing he vowed to save.

You don’t remember much of what happened. You remembered the agony, the very face you grew to love, disfigured and unrecognizable. A void of evilness clouded the eyes that once were endless pristine oceans. You didn’t have the heart to finish him. Obi-Wan hastily pulled you back to the ship before you could see his last moments.

You remember his last words to you: I hate you. It felt like something out of a nightmare — the same boy who used to proudly confess his devotion and love to you, saying I hate you sounded almost foreign. It was akin to the fact that it wasn’t your Anakin, it was an Anakin so blinded by love and rage that he forgot what he was trying to save.

With the majority of Jedi in the galaxy gone, Master Yoda decided it would be best for the remaining Jedi to go into hiding. You had settled on an outer-rim planet named Wrea. It was cold, and mostly covered in ocean.

You’d wondered what happened to Anakin. You didn’t feel his presence as a force ghost, the idea of him being alive, suffering, frightened you. It was lonely nights on Wrea like these where you longed for his comfort. The nights you used to spend wrapped in his arms were a figment of your memory.

It’s been a long time since you’ve seen his face, his smile, or heard his voice. You occasionally spoke with Obi-Wan or Yoda but nothing filled the longing. The longing for your Ani to return. 

It was unlike the Jedi to stand by and watch as the supreme chancellor took total control of the republic. But what else could you do? The remnants of the Jedi Order would be too weak in comparison to the growing empire. 

Everything that was right came to fruition.

You stared out into the setting sun in the Wrea skyline. It had been raining all day leaving a dewy overcast as the sun set. Stars started to illuminate the sky. You’d wondered if you’ve ever felt this lonely, if things would stay this way forever.

What you didn’t know was that somebody else was thinking the exact same thing, light years away, across the galaxy. Wishing he could take back what he’d done. Just to see his lover smile, to hear their laughter, to hold them, just one more time.

muahaha I love angst

✎ pearlyuh, 2025

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missing padmé amidala like a mf today

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Star wars women you will always be famous. I’m in love with them.

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✦︎ 𝑨𝒕 𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝑺𝒆𝒓𝒗𝒊𝒄𝒆

Padmé Amidala/Fem!Reader.

― Synopsis: Padmé asks for her handmaidens advice on kissing

Word Count: 847

“I don’t know, the Jedi Council insisted that Anakin become my personal guard for the time being.” Padmé sighed as you listened intently, helping unravel her hair from the intricate braids woven in it. “I mean, I don’t get it. I’m not helpless, and if I needed someone to protect me that could be you!” Padmé complained. You were her personal handmaiden, and had served her since she was 14 years old and inaugurated as Queen Amidala. 

Though you were technically under her, Padmé always treated you or any handmaiden or servant as an equal. That’s what you always liked about Padmé, not to mention she was smart, kind, and utterly gorgeous. Your time spent with Padmé eventually led to you becoming her best friend and vice versa. “I do like Anakin though, and I think he likes me a lot too” Padmé giggled. “Well of course he does. Do you see the way he looks at you?” You replied. 

It was quite obvious, anyone could tell Anakin’s fondness for Padmé. You could tell even all those years ago on Tatooine, when you and Padmé met the little boy working in the mechanics shop. You wanted to be happy for Padmé, she deserved someone to make her happy. Yet a small part deep down in your heart knew that someone could’ve been you. 

After all, you knew everything about Padmé. Spent every day by her side, accompanied her to every meeting, sat with her at senate briefings, be with her at every moment possible. You didn’t understand what she saw in Anakin. In fact, you never saw what she did with the boys she liked. No boy had ever been nearly as interesting as Padmé to you. 

“(Y/N)” Padmé spoke, you broke from your thoughts and met her eyes in the vanity mirror. “Have you ever…kissed a boy?” She asked. You flushed at the question, since when had the conversation gone from Anakin to kissing? “Uh, no.” You said awkwardly. Padmé motioned for you to sit next to her on the small stool beside the vanity. 

Once you sat, she looked you in the eyes with a serious yet hesitant expression. “I’ve never either.” She said, her voice barely above a whisper. “Would you want to…help me?” She asked. Your face flushed even more. Had this girl you’ve been admiring for years just ask you to kiss her? You hesitated to answer. Padmé took this as a rejection. “I’m sorry I shouldn’t have asked,” she said, embarrassed. "No! No, it’s fine…of course I will help you. It’s my job.” You said in reassurance. It was your job to help her, so this meant nothing, right? 

“Ok, well I’m not exactly sure how it goes,” Padmé said, looking down. You weren’t so sure either — but sucking up all the confidence you had, you gently cupped her face. You closed your eyes and leaned in. When her lips met yours, it felt like the heavens and all the stars aligning to be with you at that very moment. When you pulled away, her hand covered yours which rested on her cheeks. Her amber eyes stared into yours before she leaned in again. 

This time she kissed you with the intent of doing it over and over again. You kissed her back and moved your fingers into her curly brunette hair as she wrapped her arms around you, pulling you in closer. Once she pulled away she breathed, exasperated. You searched her face for any type of sign of regret, you saw none as she pulled you in again. 

This very moment you knew she meant it, that any thought of Anakin or anything else in the world slipped from her mind. All she needed was this moment with you, years she spent thinking her deep love and adoration for you was normal for a best friend. Now she recognized it was more than that, like she didn’t care what others thought, she just wanted to spend an eternity with you, like she always planned too. 

Your kiss was interrupted by the knocking of the door. You quickly broke apart as it opened. Anakin stood in the doorway, completely unaware of what had just happened. “Senator Amidala, the kitchen staff wanted me to tell you that dinner is ready,” he spoke. “Of course, I’ll be right out. Thank you Anakin.” She smiled, he turned his back away and began to close the door. “Oh! Can (Y/N) join us for dinner tonight?” she said. Anakin glanced at you and nodded, thinking nothing of it. 

Once he left the room, Padmé turned to you. She only looked at you once, but it said enough, you loved her, and she loved you back. She stood up, intertwining her hands with yours, “Shall we go to dinner, my lady?” She giggled. You stood up as well, kissing her just one last time before you walked out of her room, hand-in-hand.

✎ pearlyuh, 2025

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⋆ ⭒ 𝒓𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒓𝒖𝒍𝒆𝒔 . ⋆

stuff I WILL write: fluff, angst, nsfw (I will try); I will write for fandoms like Star Wars, PJO/HOO, Wizarding World (harry potter), Stranger Things, Glee, The Umbrella Academy, Gossip Girl,

stuff I WILL NOT write: graphic violence, gorey depictions, dead dove, incest, illegal ships, real person ships,

I apologize that most of my works will be afab and feminine pronouns readers, I will try to do gender neutral sometimes. However, if you request gender neutral I will certainly do it! Male reader for now is a no, however I am open to the idea of trying to do it in the future!

✎ pearlyuh, 2025