#ch: daddy!anakin

[hanasnx]

how do we feel about daddy!anakin and dumification

MINORS DNI 18+

we feel insane. thank you.

“what’s that, baby? you feel good?” ANAKIN SKYWALKER jeers overhead, holding himself over you with his hand clutched onto the headboard. “too good?” maliciously, he thumbs your clit. clumsy, and careless, his callused finger pad roughs up your bud, sending shockwaves throughout your body. you writhe underneath him, the sharp quiver in your thighs intensifying with each moment they spend folded over themselves.

you can’t speak, a mess of your fluids wet under your ass, a range of temperatures based on how fresh the finish is. your skin is sticky. his fat cock driving into its home over and over again, so hard it hurts, but it’s too fucking much for you to form a thought much less act on it.

“yeah, yeah. all you can do is take it, huh? fucking dumb for me. that’s all you wanted, right? a little bit of dick before bed? fuck the thoughts right out of that pretty head so you can knock out? i’ve got news for you, angel, your brain’s always empty. all you think about is me.”

a mindless, pained keen escapes you, your pussy slurping him up and flooding around him for the countless time tonight. “daddy!” whether it’s meant to be indignant or chastising, you don’t know. you just want him to know you’re thinking about him, trying to thank him. you just can’t get the words out, can’t even process them.

[weixuldo]

unconditionally // ch 2

anakin x reader

(a/n: so these chapters r gonna b longer cause i have way too much to say abt this heheh, im also posting on ao3 now if you like that format better :/ it’s linked on my master list :)

you unexpectedly watch the kids for the night

warnings: cursing, asshole behavior

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You woke up the next morning to a text from “Anakin”. You yawned and squinted at your phone. Basically every day, come over at 3:00 and leave when Anakin shows up. Except Friday, you had that day off.  Easy enough. Hopefully he wouldn’t come back too late, you still had school after all. 

You stretched and got out of your bed. As you finished your morning routine you began to plan out your week. 

Breakfast, class one, study in the library, class two, lunch, go over to Anakin’s,  entertain the kids, back to the dorms, homework, sleep.

Your weekend really just consisted of your friends dragging you out to the mall to shop for “party clothes”. That really just meant trying on skimpy dresses that cost way too much. However this weekend you actually had money to spend. 

You were all trying on outfits for this new fancy bar that recently opened. They were practically bursting with excitement to go to it on opening night next month. The bar was high profile and you had to “know people” to even get on a waitlist. Kind of a hassle you thought. But you didn't mind treating yourself to some new fashion. 

You found a unique sage green dress, it wasn’t too revealing but it wasn’t quite modest either. It cascaded off of your shoulders, really highlighting your collarbone, the silky material clung to your hips perfectly. You looked damn good. 

You decided to splurge and buy the dress. Your friends were astonished you actually bought something for yourself, usually you never made personal purchases for pleasure. 

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Monday rolled around and you drove to the house one more. Once you got there you realized he never gave you a key. Shit.

You debated calling him, what if he was in a meeting? But what if he didn’t get your text. You began to worry, it was only your second day. 

Soon you felt a small hand tug on your shirt. You looked down to see two little pigtails. 

“You’re back!!” Leia exclaimed, hugging your leg. Luke followed soon after clinging to your other. 

“Hiii, guys!” you exclaimed, hugging them back. 

“I’m sorry i’m just standing here, I forgot to ask your dad for a key” you admitted, sheepishly.

Luke smiled and pulled out a key from his pocket. It was a small brass key with a temporary tag that had your name on it. You gladly received the key and Leia spoke.

“Daddy said he’s really sorry he forgot”

“Oh no worries!” you said thanking the twins. 

You unlocked the door and the kids bounced right on in. 

“How was school? Was the bus ride nice?” you asked them as you placed your things on the marble countertop.

“It was so cool! We learned about volcanoes, they explode!! Like boom-pew-pssh” Luke exclaimed enthusiastically as he made motions with his hands. 

Leia giggled then said “Well I learned about long division! We divided seven digit numbers!”

“That’s awesome you guys! I’m really proud of you!” you said encouragingly.

Leia pointed to your bag, “Do you have homework too?”.

You nodded, “Want to do our homework together?”.

“Yes! Yes, please!” she exclaimed, grabbing her bag.

The three of you sat at the counter for a while doing your respective work. Every now and then Leia would tease Luke about his handwriting and you had to assure him it was very good for kids his age. You sliced up some fruits for them to snack on while they finished up. 

Around 5:45 the front door clicked open. Anakin walked in with an empty coffee cup in hand. 

“Daddy!!” the kids exclaimed, hopping off their stools to greet their father.

He dropped his bag and held his arms out to embrace them.

“Hey guys! How was your day?”

“I learned about volcanoes!”

“That's great, bud!” Anakin exclaimed.

“I did long division!” Leia said proudly.

Anakin kissed her on the cheek, “That’s wonderful, Princess”.

He rose from his position near the floor and made eye contact with you. His eyes seemed to subtly change. They were colder. 

“Hello, F/N”

“Hi” you said back, shyly.

“I see you got the key. That was my mistake.” he said stiffly.

You began to shake your head, “no, don't worry about it! I should have remembered to ask” you offered.

He looked at you for a moment before curtly nodding. 

You began to gather your things and say goodbye to the kids. Anakin , on the other hand, had already retreated to his room upstairs. You figured that was your cue to leave. 

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The next two weeks went by rather quickly, Anakin sent out the same scheduled times to you and you went. Each day was filled with quality time with the twins. Luke seemed to be developing a small crush on you. It was amusing, but you made sure to remind him of the kids his age.  You grew accustomed to their banter, Leia usually the one coming out on top. 

You also learned that their mother had died shortly after giving birth to them, and it seemed their dad was still sensitive to the topic. As for Anakin himself he hardly spoke to you at all, mostly he just glared at you from a distance. But he was paying your bills, so you didn’t complain. 

Today was Thursday and you were making crafts with the twins, once again, on the marble counter. They originally wanted to go to the park, but a big thunderstorm decided to pass through. So now you were watching  Leia make a “magical butterfly community” while Luke did a “robot-dinosaur mega-world”. You aided them only with the glitter and glue, Anakin would be pissed if it got everywhere. 

”Daddy seemed annoyed yesterday,” Leia said to Luke while she stamped blue butterflies on the paper. 

“Yeah” Luke agreed, not really paying attention.

She rolled her eyes and you offered your opinion.

“He seemed irritated, yes. But he seems like he acts like that alot” 

“Yeah but he usually isn’t rude like that, I’m sorry.” she said, taking some stickers from the sheet in front of her. 

Yesterday was rude? Anakin was normally rude, yesterday was downright disrespectful. You had gone to the bathroom and were not in your normal spot at the counter when he walked in. He kind of flipped out on you for not “watching the kids” and threatened to fire you. Honestly, once you got in your car you began to cry. But you told yourself he probably just had a bad day or something. Plus you needed the money. 

“I think your dad doesn’t like me” you half laughed, playing with the glitter cap.

Leia shook her head, little brown braids swaying. “No, he does. He would have made you quit if he didn’t”.

You were curious, “what do you mean by that?”. 

“He’s nicer to you than he was to any of the other nannies. He doesn’t yell at you”

He was usually more of an asshole? You couldn’t even imagine the damage he caused the other poor nannies. Though you still had a hard time believing he liked you. 

Soon enough you heard the door open and a familiar set of footsteps enter the house. Your heart began to quicken, was he still mad at you?

He sighed loudly as he shook off his raincoat. You heard mutter a curse under his breath. Once he stepped into the kitchen he smiled at his kids. As they greeted each other you studied him. He was tall, slimfit, and had great muscle definition on his arms. His hair looked particularly enchanting with raindrops adorning his curls. He was a beautiful man. 

He looked at you with less disdain than you expected. “It’s raining pretty hard, huh?” you offered, expecting him to say “obviously” or something else to make you feel stupid.

Instead he responded truthfully, “yeah, I hate rain almost as much as I hate the beach”.

“The beach?” you laughed.

He rose to his full height and gave a small smile, “Mhm, it’s hot and there’s sand everywhere, not to mention all the little shells you step on trying to get to the ocean”.

You giggled again, that was the most he’d said to you without being cold or sarcastic. 

“I guess we’ll never do a beach day then” you smiled at the kids. 

After cleaning up you said your goodbyes and headed towards the door. But before you made it into the rain Anakin called your name. 

“Yes?” you asked, confused. 

He walked over to you and grabbed an umbrella out of the holder by the door. He opened it on the porch and motioned for you to join him. 

He walked you out to your car, holding the umbrella over you as you put your bag in the backseat. 

“Thank you,” you said to him. You were honestly confused as to why he was being oddly nice to you after being so rude yesterday. 

“Don’t want you to catch a cold and give it to my kids,” he said.

Aaand there it was. 

“Of course, thank you anyways though” you smiled. 

You were focused on getting in your car, but you missed the small smile that tugged at the corners of his lips.

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The school day ended with buzzing excitement. That new bar was finally opening tonight and campus was in a frenzy. Everyone was seeing if they knew someone who knew someone that could get them in. Your friends paraded around the fact they were already on the list, while you could honestly care less. But, alas here you were doing your makeup and sporting the sage green dress you bought a while ago. 

Once you were finished you took a minute to check yourself out in the mirror. Damn, ok… you looked hot.

You smiled at your new found confidence and began to put on your heels. You grabbed your keys and began driving off campus. Soon your phone began to ring, you looked down and it was Anakin. Confused, you answered the call.

“H-Hello?” 

“Hey, I’m really sorry, but do you think you could watch the twins tonight? My department is having an impromptu dinner. I’m sorry, I’ll pay you double-”

He sounded genuinely sorry.

“You don’t have to pay me extra Anakin, I’d be happy to” you smiled, the bar could wait.

“Ok, thank you so much F/N” he said.

“Oh! I was going out with some people, so I’m still in my outfit. It's not inappropriate, is that ok?” you asked, thinking about the kids.

“That's fine,” he said before promptly hanging up. 

You shook your head and took a deep breath as you got ready to call your friends… they were not going to be happy.

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You arrived at the grand mansion in record time. You really didn’t want to make him have to wait for you to get there, he might get mad at you. You knocked on the door since you knew he was home, you didn’t want to just barge in. The door opened slowly but Anakin wasn’t the one standing there. Instead there was a man with a clean beard and nice sandy brown hair.

“Hello there” he said in a jovial tone. 

You blushed, not expecting some random guy to open the door. “Hi”.

“You must be F/N, I’ve heard alot about you” he said stepping aside so you could enter the house.

Before you could respond Anakin interjected from the top of the stairs.

“From the kids, they won't shut up about you”.

He was walking down the stairs buttoning up his suit. Both men were dressed in formal attire. The bearded man had a gray suit while Anakin wore a black one. 

“You two look very nice” you offered. The bearded man gave a sweet smile while anakin just kind of stared at you.

“Oh, by the way you can call me Ben” the bearded man extended his hand to you.

You shook it firmly and smiled. 

In your peripheral vision you saw Anakin’s gaze traveling up and down your body. 

“Oh, yeah, I’m sorry Anakin, I didn’t have time to change… Do you have anything I can change into by chance?” all of a sudden you didn’t feel so confident under his watchful gaze. 

He handed Ben the car keys and asked him to bring it around as he asked you to follow him upstairs. 

This was the first time you had been in Anakin’s room. The interior was mostly black and white with an occasional splash of color. He sighed before opening the closet. Far in the back there was a box with some clothing. 

“It’s not fancy, but it's better than what you’re wearing,” he huffed. He must really think you’re revolting…. You just felt awful now, what if he made assumptions about you? Would he not let you work for him anymore?

You were pulled out of your thoughts as he tossed a baggy t-shirt and some sweats at you. They smelled different than him, they had a lingering scent of perfume. 

“I have to leave now, once you put them on leave my room and close the door, the kids are in the playroom” with that he left.

You took off your green dress, maybe you wouldn’t wear it anymore… you felt embarrassed. You put on the other clothes he gave you, they were obviously women’s clothes, they fit you well and the sweat pants hung off of your hips nicely. You sighed and went to find the kids. 

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You found them playing connect four on the floor of the playroom. When they saw you their eyes lit up and they ran to greet you.

“I thought you weren’t coming back til monday!!” Luke exclaimed.

You laughed, “surprise!”. 

Leia pulled back to look at you for a moment, “wait did daddy give you that?” she asked, pointing to the clothes.

“Oh! He let me borrow them” you explained. 

“Wait, aren't those mom’s old clothes?” Luke said.

What.

“Yeah, that’s why I was asking,” Leia said back to her brother.

Anakin.

Let you wear his wife’s clothes?

The kids showed you a picture of their mother wearing the exact same outfit, lying on the sofa downstairs. She was beautiful. 

Leia looked so much like her, the resemblance was uncanny. 

While you were having an internal crisis as to why Anakin let you borrow those clothes, the twins couldn’t be less bothered. They had never met their mom, and to them she was no more than a fairy tale character. It was kind of sad, but maybe it was better that they weren’t stuck mourning her death.

The rest of the night you continued to make dinner for them and ended up on the sofa watching 101 Dalmatians, once again. Around the halfway mark both twins were fast asleep on each side of you. You smiled, you felt a sense of family amongst the kids. You weren't really as close with your friends recently, and your love life was a fucking joke. But at least you had two people who were always excited to see you.

You too began to doze off at some point. You dreamed of the early stages of spring, the baby animals, fresh dew drops on petals in the morning, the fresh air, the love. You must have been deep asleep because when you woke up the twins were nowhere to be seen. 

You shot up in a panic before you heard a strong voice behind you.

“Don’t worry, Ben and I put them to bed” Anakin was sitting at the kitchen counter, a glass of wine sitting beside him. 

You exhaled and walked towards him. “Why didn’t you wake me? I could have put them to sleep.” 

He took a sip of the maroon beverage as he looked at the wall in front of him. “You looked peaceful”.

You rubbed the rest of the sleep from your eyes and took the seat beside him. “How was the dinner?”.

He slowly turned to face you, “It was well, Ben and I had a few drinks”.

You smiled, you could smell the liquor on his lips. “By the way, thank you”.

“For what?”

“The clothes, Leia told me…You know you didn’t hav-”

“It’s fine.” he took another sip of the drink in his hand. 

You looked down at your hands, what now?

He stole another glance at you, “They’re just clothes F/N”, after that he tipped the glass towards you and arched his brow.

You gave a small smile and took a sip from the opposite side as him, the wine went down nicely, it tasted expensive. You scrunched your nose as the alcoholic burn traveled down your throat.

He huffed out a laugh before looking forward again.

“I see you watched that damn dog movie again.”

Oh. 

“I’m sorry, I can tell them no when they ask next time”

Maybe it was his buzz or maybe it was truly just him. But he faced you with a look you had never seen on his face before. It was sincere, adoring and somber all at the same time, “No, I enjoyed seeing my kids with you on the couch watching that movie.”

In a way you felt guilty, you were in his wife’s spot, in her clothes, with her kids, watching her favorite movie… He only said that because he was replacing you with her. 

With that you took another swig on the wine. 

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(a/n: Ok soo im in love with this fic..Yall dont even understand, there are already 54 pages on my doc and ive only written 6 chapters)

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[ladyxskywalker]

JUNE 2022 (part one)

fandoms featured on this list; star wars, kenobi, the mandalorian, rogue one, & triple frontier 💫

thank you to the amazing fic writers for sharing some wonderful stories with all of us ! & to the kind readers for their support. 💙

please assume that all works & the blogs they belong to are 18+ only

mature adult content will be marked with a double asterisk **

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find more monthly fic recs over on my masterlist, July 2022 coming soon ! ✨

please let me know if you would like to be removed

✨ new authors & characters added for the first time !

✨ some authors are mentioned more than once throughout the list, check to see if your works are there !

STAR WARS

✨ Anakin Skywalker

Never Forgotten (ch.1) by @otter-anon665 (anakin, vader) (f!reader)

Anakin Skywalker Masterlist by @anakinlove (gn!reader) (f!reader) (check individual ratings)

✨ Armitage Hux

Drapetomania (series) by @mylifeisactuallyamess (f!reader) **

prompt – baby fever by @mylifeisactuallyamess (f!reader) ** (cw: babies, children)

prompt – imagining intimate scenarios by @mylifeisactuallyamess (f!reader) **

✨ Din Djarin

A State of Mind by @rexxdjarin (f!reader) ** (cw: daddy kink)

Just Tell Me by @againstacecilia (gn!reader) 

Perfect - Week One by @autumnleaves1991-blog (f!reader) (paz vizsla x ofc) 

Say It Again (No More Wasted Time) by @againstacecilia (modern au) (f!reader) 

Shut Up And Kiss Me by @floraandfrost (petite!afab!reader) ** (cw: size difference kink)

Silk (series) by @juletheghoul (mob au) (sex worker!f!reader) ** 

Take A Bath by @green-socks (gn!reader) **

Vacation Rules - Ice Cream by @the-blind-assassin-12 (f!reader) 

When You Hold Me by @redahlia-writes 

Winning Stakes fic collab by @absurdthirst & @storiesofthefandomlovers (f!reader) **

You Got Me Flowers? by @writingforcurrentobsessions  

✨ Fennec Shand

The Target by @clydesducktape (f!reader) 

✨ Finn

Stardust by @andormeddows (gn!reader)

✨ Luke Skywalker

What the Temple Taught Us (series) by @dragonlqrd (grogu) (jedi!f!reader) **

✨ Obi Wan Kenobi

A Welcomed Distraction by @grippingbeskar (f!reader) **

Confessions by @foreverwriting (f!reader)

Haze on the Water by @obiknights (highlander!jedi!obi) (f!reader) 

Infinite Sadness I & II by @milleneumfulcrum (kenobi) (cw: ptsd)

The Language of Flowers (series) by @huffle-pissed (medieval au) (knight!obi)

Liability by @kckenobi (obi wan kenobi & quinlan vos) (cw: grief, alcohol) 

The Last Time He Sees Her by @kckenobi (obi wan kenobi & princess leia) 

Made In The A.M. (series) by @strwrs , @kittfisto (ao3) (gn!reader) 

Mind Over Matter (series) by @kckenobi (obi wan kenobi & anakin skywalker) 

Stranded (series) by @penfullofwordsaheadfullofstories (castaway au) (afab!oc) (cw: age gap, grief, trauma) 

Summer Vacation by @obiknights (f!reader) (cw: age gap, children)

Suppose by @laters-gators **

Where It Wasn’t by @221bshrlocked (kenobi) (massage au) (f!reader) **

prompt – domestic fluff & beard tickles (part one) by @forever-rogue (kenobi) (f!reader)

prompt – starting a family with obi wan (part two) by @forever-rogue (kenobi) (f!reader) (cw: pregnancy)

soft headcanons – younglings by @ithebookhoarder  

✨ Poe Dameron

Back by @roanniom **

Green Green Dress by @disabledameron (f!reader) **

It’s Always Belonged To You by @im-poe-dameron (f!reader) **

Playground Confessions by @andromeda-dear (gn!reader)

Poe Dameron Masterlist by @mariesackler (gn!reader) (f!reader) (check individual ratings) 

Pull Me Tight And Close Your Eyes by @dailyreverie (gn!reader) 

Ten, Eleven, Twelve by @foxilayde (f!reader) **

prompt – red string of fate by @ohheyitsokay (soulmate au)

✨ Misc. Star Wars Characters

Star Wars Masterlist by @celestial-alignment (obidala, dinluke) (check individual ratings)

Star Wars Masterlist by @poeticandors (star wars & rogue one) (check individual ratings)

ROGUE ONE

✨ Bodhi Rook 

How Generous the Stars by @uwingdispatch (everyone lives au) (disabled!gn!reader)

TRIPLE FRONTIER

✨ Benny Miller

Words Unsaid by @autumnleaves1991-blog (f!reader) (cw: blood, injury)

✨ Frankie Morales 

Anything For You (Learning Curves) by @ezrasbirdie (plus size!f!reader) **

Frankie…Frankie From Across the Street Frankie Morales by @icanbeyourjedi (f!reader) ** (cw: ptsd)

The Hottest Day of the Year by @toomanystoriessolittletime (plus size!f!reader) **

Through the Window fic collab by @absurdthirst & @storiesofthefandomlovers (f!reader) **

Old Mistakes, New Beginnings by @autumnleaves1991-blog (f!reader) **

✨ Will ‘Ironhead’ Miller

Little Wife by @frannyzooey (pioneer!will) (f!reader) **

The Tip Jar (series) by @cowboystokes (black!f!reader) **

prompts – soulmate au, “knowing your soulmate when you touch” & “tattoos blossom where you touch your soulmate for the first time” by @ohheyitsokay 

✨ Santiago ‘Pope’ Garcia

Burn (pt.1) by @arsonhotchner (gn!reader) (cw: canon typical violence)

✨ Triple Frontier Guys

TF Pack Blurbs by @clydesducktape (a/b/o au) (reverse harem) **

TF Pack Blurbs (Heat) by @clydesducktape (a/b/o au) (reverse harem) **

** stay tuned for part two, fic recs for moon knight, pedro pascal characters, & misc./multi fandom 📖

[rexismycopilot]

omg omg if you do have a ch two where qui-gon makes it up to anakin, what if it was something super!!! babyish like he swaddles anakin while he gives him a bottle on the couch or gets a rocking chair and reads him a story in it idk! i just think that would be sweet :”)

AWW super baby Ani getting all the tender snuggles and forced to wet his diaper because he's just a little baby that needs it!

Qui-Gon doesn't make the rules! Little Ani just needs extra special attention from Daddy Qui-Gon after the last time and Qui-Gon is going to make sure he gets it... 🥺

[kingofdirtandnothing]

polyfacetious asked: please don’t regret me.

Aaaaaangst!: (Accepting)

It all happens so fast. 

One day, he’s got his first orders to report to the High Warlock of Brooklyn, who just happens to be blue and beautiful and surrounded by flowers like some new version of Venus on the half shell, and the next...they’re here. With Anakin begging Max not to regret him. 

Or get him fire for kissing the High Warlock. Who just happens to be his boss’ brother.

There’s more to it, of course. The Head of the Institute kept sending him to the High Warlock. It was supposed to be a punishment. Anakin was too impulsive, he was too reckless. A shadowhunter was supposed to be patient. Thoughtful.

But all those afternoons running errands for the High Warlock or digging out plants in his greenhouse to transplant them into the earth while they all bowed in deference to their caretaker, those were moments that Anakin treasured. It never felt like punishment. 

It felt like freedom. 

Max never asked him to be emotionless. He never asked him to put his feelings to the side. And when Anakin had frustrations with some of the older tenets of the Shadowhunter code, Max listened to him. He didn’t just tell him to follow the rules and stay out of trouble.

(And even when Anakin spent an entire afternoon lamenting the hateful nature of sand after he was punished with a week at the Cairo institute, Max still listened.)

That’s why it was so stupid of him to do this. (Maybe Inquisitor Lightwood was right. Maybe Anakin was just too reckless.) But there’s blood drying in his hair and he lost his stele somewhere back on the Brooklyn bridge where he was fighting demons and Anakin is afraid. 

He’s afraid of dying without ever knowing love. Afraid of dying in silence. 

He pulls away from the flabbergasted high warlock, who hasn’t hexed him to high hell, so at least there’s that, and shifts from foot to foot. 

“I’m sorry, Master Bane. I really am. I don’t want to cause you any trouble, but-” The words catch in his throat, emotion so thick that he can hardly breathe around it. 

“I can’t change the way that I feel. And I couldn’t sleep, thinking about how if I died, you’d never know how much I’m in love with you.”

[sarasapen]

Star Wars/Mandalorian Masterlist

** Indicates Smut

OBI-WAN KENOBI

 Little One Universe (Was supposed to be a one shot but as usual, I got carried away) (also it is not in chronological order, and doesn’t follow the original Star Wars timeline because it is a fanfic and it is mine and I decided to have fun with it)

Warning: In this Universe, the age gap between Obi-Wan and the reader is significant. Obi-Wan has not only completed Anakin’s training, but the Padawan’s as well before any romance occurs. Any and all allusions to romance happen strictly after the reader is an adult. That being said, I won’t apologise for my daddy issues that only Obi can solve

Little One** : First installment of the Little One series. Obi-Wan hasn’t seen you in a few years since the start of the Clone Wars. But now the war is over. If only you weren’t so lovely.

Trials and Tribulations: Obi-Wan braids his Padawan’s hair for the last time before her trials.

Peanut Gallery: Your first off-world mission brings with it new experiences (pure fluff)

Come Home to Me: Sometimes relationships get a little rocky (hurt with comfort)

Among the Blues and Greens: You realise you’re in love.

Pumpkin Spiced Spotchka: Halloween over the years.

In Sickness and In Health: Obi-Wan’s oh moment.

Next to You: (Set before the events of the first Little One installation, and is the first of several plot-centric fics.) Shortly after her trials, Obi-Wan comes to a rather horrible realisation regarding his Padawan. Well… Former Padawan now.

What The Moon Knows: Under Coruscant’s moon, Obi-Wan finds attraction in the midst of a long-standing friendship.

We Could Form An Attachment**: Direct sequel to the very first Little One post; titled Little One.

Romantic Dreams Must Die: A look into Little One's experience during the war, and a look into what the future might hold.

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THE MANDALORIAN

Series

Credit For Your Thoughts: Touch Starved!Din Djarin X Reader

CURRENTLY ON HIATUS. - I needed to take a break and by the time I came back, I wasn't happy with the direction I went in. Not sure when the next update will be, if there will be one. But I still hope you all enjoy :)

A03

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Being a Mandalorian was anything but easy. It was hard to make attachments when you couldn’t share your name, your identity, or your face. People didn’t trust you, and you couldn’t trust them. When he gets attached to you, the Mandalorian starts to think that it might be easier than people seemed to think.

But he failed to realise nothing in life is ever east. Especially when you’re not brave enough to face it.

In other words: Din’s past comes back to haunt him. The Child doesn’t seem to mind.

Warnings: Canon typical violence, mentions of injuries and scars, smut, dark!din ish because canon din isn’t actually all that good of a person, and canon typical angst

Current word count: 68K

sneak peak

Chapter 1: The Girl**

Ch2 sneak Peak

Chapter 2: The Fall **

Chapter 3: The Promise **

Chapter 4: The Photograph

Chapter 5: The Little Bean

Chapter 6: The Beginning (Again)

Ch 7 Teaser

Chapter 7: The Injury

Chapter 8: The Pet

Chapter 9: The Attitude

Chapter 10: The Boot

Chapter 11: The Worm

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[tennessoui]

So in the fight fic we get to see Mobi-Wan try to basically prompt Anakin to saying daddy and Anakin doesn’t understand yet. Are there any other near calls before the actual incident?

not too often i don't think but obi-wan made the mistake of tryin to prompt anakin while the poor pretty bird was hazy from 2 orgasms and that was just. never going to work. but he wanted it too much to think straight; usually i think he had a better handle on it, but he's definitely wanted it since the very beginning like ch. 3 of the original Pretty Bird and the Mob Boss installment

[catsnkooks]

Masterlist

updated 3/5/23

hello everyone! i thought i’d make a masterlist since i now have a few works on here!! this will be updated as i publish things and as always, everything is published on my ao3 too!!

as of right now, i’m not going to be putting my headcanons on here. however, they should still be under the tag #my writing

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key: smut 🔥, fluff 🌸, angst ⚡, crack 😂, steam (almost smut) 💦, * indicates gender neutral reader

the mandalorian

din djarin

You Deserve It 🔥

origins of trust 💦 🔥

ch. 1, ch. 2,

paz vizla

Safe, Secure, and Warm 🌸 (clan leader!au)

cobb vanth

pretty girl 🔥

daddy issues 🔥

ch. 1, 

boba fett

sweeter than expected 🔥 🌸 (a/b/o dynamics)

blurbies:

Boba Fett x reader x Din Djarin 💦 🔥

pt. 1, pt. 2,

star wars

a deo et rege (sith!codywan x reader) 🔥

pt. 1, pt. 2, pt. 3, pt. 4, pt.5,

darth maul

fulminis instar 🔥

pt. 1, pt. 2,

Salvatore in progress!!

jangobi (jango fett x obi-wan kenobi)

Desperate Measures 🌸 ⚡

pt. 1, pt. 2,

keep lying (to me) 🌸 ⚡

ch. 1, ch. 2, ch. 3,

star wars: the clone wars

general

The TILF Awards 😂

pt. 1, pt. 2

If You Give a Fives a Bottle of Vodka 😂

commander wolffe

Knight in Tested Armor 🌸 ⚡

ch. 1, ch. 2, ch. 3,

Lacy, Racy 💦

Moments Like These 🌸*

arc trooper echo

Tied Up 🔥*

captain rex

Tease 💦*

Delight 🔥*

arc/clone trooper jesse

Nobody 🔥 

codywan (commander cody x obi-wan kenobi)

Foul Mouth 🔥

Mandalorian Elegy 🌸 ⚡

ch. 1, ch. 2,

falling into your ocean eyes ⚡

anakin skywalker

(not the) bad guy, duh 🌸 ⚡*

commander fox x riyo chuchi

Senatorial Issue 🌸

Senatorial Solutions 🌸

Foxiyo Week 2020/21 ⚡ 🌸

pt. 1, pt. 2, pt. 3, pt. 4

arc trooper fives

The “I love you” Debate 🌸 😂*

commander cody

Sweatpants Season 💦*

multi

Beach Craze 🌸 (Hardcase x reader x Jesse)

the thot collection 🔥

Commander Wolffe,  x

Echo

Commander Blitz

[padme-parker]

Collide / Anakin Skywalker x Reader (Chapter 5)

[a Star Wars x Avengers crossover]

Summary: Anakin realizes that he is falling for you, hard. He doesn’t want to hurt Padme, so instead, he distances himself from you.

Warnings: a couple of curse words, mentions of cheating, my writing

WC: 2.3k

A/N: Initially this was supposed to be ch 4.5 cause I started writing this when I was halfway thru with the original ch 5. but shit happens so here we are. p.s. I pulled this out of my ass so sorry if its bad.

read chapter 4 here

“took a minute, but I figured it out. The problem with me is you.” - Problem With You by Sabrina Claudio

You practically bolted out of the ship once Anakin landed it, not wanting to face the consequences of your actions. It was stupid really, pining after someone you couldn’t have. I shouldn’t have reciprocated his kiss. The thought of it alone was selfish, stealing away the husband and soon-to-be father from Padme. Your task was to save the universe, by any means necessary. Well, Fury did suggest that I get close to him. But he also said to not do anything to drastically change their timeline. But it just doesn’t make sense. How was I supposed to befriend him without changing the timeline? For all I know, my arrival here has already severely altered their timeline.

You went to your room while Obi wan and Yoda went to a meeting, Anakin was nowhere to be found. You sat yourself on the edge of your bed, hands roughly combing through your hair. All you wanted for Anakin was from him to be happy. Of course, you could accept the fact that maybe it wouldn’t have anything to do with you, if only that were true. In the short time you’ve been on Coruscant, you’ve noticed something change in him. But you didn’t know him, the real him. The only version of him that you knew was the one that existed on screen; The one who loved his wife so much, that he turned his back on the ones he loved the most to save her. Only to ultimately lead her to her demise.

The Anakin you were getting to know was different, in a good way, yet he was still so complicated. After training, you would eat together, whether it was in the cantina or at Dex’s, it was always the two of you. Some nights, he would come to your room to talk. And you let him. You let him rant about how unfair the council was, the pressure of being the chosen one- whatever he had to say, you listened to him. He did his best to express his emotions to you, but still got overwhelmed by them. At times, neither of you knew what to do. So you both sat in a comfortable silence, the mere presence of each other was enough for the both of you. Sometimes the two of you sat outside of the temple, watching the sunset as the nightlife emerged. Other times you would sit outside in the garden, meditating together. You’ve gotten to see the side of Anakin that no one really knew. Well besides Obi wan, Ahsoka, and Padme. You have yet to meet Padme., only hearing whispers of her from the other Jedi.

While you did train under Obi wan and Anakin, you rarely got to see Ahsoka. After coming to Coruscant, she became Plo Koon’s temporary padawan so that Anakin didn’t have to train the two of you at the same time. Although it wasn’t the same as completely leaving the Jedi Order, you could tell how much it affected Anakin. As you sat on your bed you couldn’t help the question that came to your mind. When it comes down to it, will I be the reason he falls?

-

Anakin is already in the room when you show up for training. There are no remarks or comebacks made as the two of you prep, just pure silence. Silence, was something that you hated. It was different from the sunset-watching silence you always shared. This was tense, heavy, and just straight up unbearable. Your movements were awkward as you took out your lightsaber and got into a fighting stance.

“So who talks first? You talk first? I talk first?” You said, breaking the silence, not realizing you had just quoted Poe.

Anakin glares at you before responding, “There’s nothing to talk about.” He ignites his lightsaber and stalks towards you.

“Oh come on, don’t pretend like yesterday didn’t happen.” You replied, gripping your lightsaber in both hands as you ignited it.

“I’d rather not think about it. Now be quiet and focus.” He said, swinging his saber only for you to block his attack. You complied and trained with him in silence, save for the occasional grunt that you let out.

As the minutes passed, you grew more tired as Anakin’s actions became assertive. He began swinging his saber more aggressively, the pace so fast you almost couldn’t keep up. He was going to back you into the corner if he didn’t stop.

“Anakin, stop!” You pleaded. Your words seemed to have no effect on him as he continued, his eyebrows scrunching together as he knocked your saber out of your hand. He raises his lightsaber, ready to strike you down. With no weapon in hand and no way out, you use the force to push him back.

“WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM?” You screamed at him once he was a good feet away from you.

Anakin wanted to tell you the truth. That loving you was his problem. That with each passing day, the feelings he had felt so many years for Padme, had nearly diminished. With your arrival, it felt like he had been reborn. He began to see life in a new light, maybe even cherished it more. And deep down, he knew that you were always meant to be his, and he was always meant to be yours. At night he would lie awake thinking of you, of what your lives could’ve been like together. Oh, how he would curse and scream at the stars for this twisted fate. But Anakin knew that he couldn’t be with you, no matter how much he wanted you.

He hated himself for being unfaithful to Padme, and in return he directed his internalized anger towards you, the source of his problems.

“You. Are. My. Problem.” He said, accusingly pointing his finger at you whilst stepping closer with each word he said.

“ME? I’m your problem?”

“Yes, you!.” He replied, pausing while trying to think of something to say. “I know what you’re trying to do, and it isn’t going to work. You’re trying to stray me away from my path. I will not indulge in your activities. I am loyal to the Jedi Order and my duties.” Anakin felt bad, he truly did. He didn’t want to lead you on, but it seemed like it was already too late.

“You're the one who kissed me!” How ironic, he’s only loyal to the Jedi, but apparently not to his wife.

“Because you seduced me!” He countered.

“I did no such thing.” You replied. “It wasn’t my fault that you saw me swinging my saber and got turned on. That’s on you Anakin. Also, if you have so many problems with training me, why don’t you ask the Council to swap you out for someone else?”

He opens his mouth, as if he’s going to reply, but it quickly shuts.

“Yeah, that’s what I thought.” You pick up your saber and exit the training room.

Now alone, he lays on the floor, with his limbs sprawled out while mindlessly staring at the ceiling. He knows that he’s just ruined every chance, no matter how small or big, of being with you in the future. Anakin could only beg the makers that one day, some very distant day, or possibly in another life, that the two of you would’ve been together.

-

You waste no time calling Fury when you return to your room. The device takes a while trying to connect with FRIDAY back on Earth, but she alerts Fury, along with Tony and Peter, that they had an incoming call from you.

Three faces pop up onto the hologram, Peter was basically screaming at you. You quickly greeted him back before telling them what just happened, or well the shortened version of what happened.

“I fucked up.”

“What do you mean fucked up?” Tony asks.

“Okay, so Fury, you know how like you told me to get close to Anakin-- but not really that close. Just close enough so that he could y’know, slaughter his fellow Jedi and the younglings but not me. And then he would eventually become big bad Daddy- oops hehe, sorry I meant Darth. Darth Vader. And kill all of these people with his extremely cool but extremely dangerous weapon. But not close enough that it would alter their timeline. Which doesn’t really make sense if you think about it. Like how do I get close to him without getting close to him, y’know? Also how am I supposed to know where Thanos-'' Your rambling gets cut off by Fury.

“Get to the point.” He says.

“Right…. so…. like I said, I did something and I fucked up. He basically wants nothing to do with me now.” You replied.

“I don’t care. Do whatever you need to do to get back on his good side. Use one of those mind tricks you learned if you need to.”

“Those won’t work on him.” You sighed, your body hunched over as you tried to think of possible solutions.

“Then do what you need to, or else I’ll be forced to take you off the mission. I don’t want to repeat myself again” Fury hands the device to Tony, “I’ll give you some time to speak with her. But I expect a plan the next time you call.” He says before leaving the room.

“So, how’s life over there treating you, Star?” Tony asks. “What happened between you and.. what do you call him? Flyguy? No, umm-”

“Listen, I don’t really want to talk about it. But besides that, it’s been okay. Not really different from back home. I wake up, eat, train, eat, explore, eat again, then go to sleep. Basically the same routine. The food here is alright, nothing compared to what I was eating back at home. But I’m grateful that they're giving me food and shelter.” The rest of your night was filled with chatter and laughter, the previous events from the grueling day slowly drifting away from your mind.

-

It’s been two weeks since Anakin had confronted you, and almost nothing had changed. Well except for those couple of days where you thought he had taken up on your suggestion, only for him to show up for a day of training then leave again. The first day he was gone, you thought nothing of it. Only that he might’ve needed some space. But another day passed and there was still no contact from him. Of course you could’ve taken this issue up to the Jedi Council, but what were they going to do? Offer to switch out Anakin for a Jedi Master? No, you wouldn't allow that to happen. Instead you tried to reach out to him using the bond you two shared, only to find yourself blocked off from the connection.

Without Anakin by your side, it felt as though you became vulnerable to your emotions and the dark side. More specifically, you could feel someone lingering in your head. It certainly wasn’t Anakin. This person, the force around them was dark. They commanded respect, power, and fear. The day they intruded your head was the very day you began having nightmares.

Your body was sprawled on the ground, as if someone had pushed you back. The ground is hardened, it makes you let out a groan. Propping yourself up on your elbows, you noticed the two figures in the distance. You could only see them below their collarbones, their faces were blurred.

One of them wore a dark robe while the other was wearing ordinary civilian clothing. It seemed like the two of them were arguing, particularly, they were arguing about you.

“You will not take her from me!” The man in the robe declared.

“She was never yours.” The other man calmly replied, his hands held up showing he did not want to fight, hoping the robed man would comply. He doesn’t, instead he stretches out his hand, using the force to bring the man into his grasp. He turns around the civilian, so that they are both facing you, and forces him to his knees.

“If I can’t have her, then you can’t either.” It was like time began to slow as he said those words. You could hear yourself sharply intake air as the man takes out his saber. All life around you goes to a standstill as you see a red light illuminate your surroundings, a blade protruding from the man's lower stomach. The sound of your own blood pumping is loud, but not as loud as the gasps emitting from the wounded man.

“KAZ!” You screamed, calling out for the man. It was then you realized that this person wasn’t you. You certainly didn’t know anyone with that name. Or perhaps this was someone you had yet to meet.

The robed figure retracts his saber, Kaz’s body falling in front of him. If you acted quickly, you could retrieve his body and save him.

“You see, Kaz. My intention from the beginning was to kill you. However, I think I’d like to watch you suffer instead.” That voice, it sounded so familiar, yet you couldn’t place your finger on who it was.

“What do you mean?” Kaz uttered weakly.

The man gave no response, only a glance towards Kaz before he began making his way towards you.

“No, stay away from her!” He pleaded.

The glow of his red saber became more clear then closer he got to you. The last thing you see is his saber coming your way before everything fades to black.

That night, you woke up drenched in sweat and panting as if you had just ran a marathon. If there was one thing that you understood, it was the fact that the force didn’t want you here. Your destiny was supposed to be fulfilled on Earth. Only time could tell you the consequences for trying to interfere. But you didn’t care, you were going to do whatever you could to save your friends.

Read chapter 6 here

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tags are open :P

[hanasnx]

hi indy it’s me stevo’s gf here to pick your brain on daddy!anakin and dacryphilia

MINORS DNI 18+

“None of that.” ANAKIN SKYWALKER chides, pinching your chin to get you to look at him. Those wide and glossy eyes staring back at him, you sniff once. “Are you that unsettled, little one?” An air of incredulity lies in that phrase’s undertone and your lips pout, sniffing once more. He’s sure that you’re doing this for attention, that you’re faking it. It’s a tactic to get what you want.

But there’s something about how color blooms on your face, your voice aquiver, and your most adorable pout that causes him to lean in. He captures your plump bottom lip with his, sucking on it as if to acknowledge your distress. He remembers contexts in which you cried out in rapture, a writhing mess underneath him that bursts into tears when overstimulated or pushed too far. A Pavlov effect has a growing interest stir in his pants, swallowing hard. When he tenses, his teeth catch on your soft tissue, and you cry out. The slight pain of his bite causing more tears to spill, and you brace against his chest to protest his embrace.

He doesn’t allow it, drawing you back in. “Daddy, you’re hurting me.” you whisper, and he can see how your eyes well.

He scowls, clenching his jaw. “Cry more.” he demands. His harsh grip hardens on your arms, and your brows knit together in worry. You can feel his cock protrude through his clothes, pressing into your thigh. Warily, you glance down at it, and back to him. A darkness grows behind his eyes. “Cry for me more.”

[weixuldo]

Unconditionally// Ch 14

Anakin x Reader

(A/N: Sorry this chapter is really long lol, also ngl theres alot of fluffy writing and detailed scenes for no particular reason... But I hope you enjoy and thanks for reading!!)

Things are getting better

Warnings: Injury recovery, loss of limbs, cursing, bad grammar

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Ahsoka rolled Anakin’s new chair down the ramp in the front of the house to the car. The chair was motorized and was quite expensive, though Anakin could definitely afford it. Ben helped him into the chair and then went to get the twins.

You bent down to fasten the seatbelt over his waist. He thanked you and you responded with a light kiss. 

“Welcome back” Ahsoka smiled brightly.  

“Thanks, its great to be '' he returned.

Soon you hear the front door burst open and out ran two excited kids.

“Daddy!!!” Leia shouted, bounding over to him.

Her brown hair was done up in braided pigtails and her purple nightgown flowed behind her. 

For a moment you worried she would attempt to jump into his lap, but thankfully she stopped just in front of him. Luke wasn’t far behind and quickly found himself by his sister’s side.

“Dad! You're back!” Luke exclaimed.

He smiled and nodded, “Yeah, I am. How has your Christmas been?”

“So cool!! I got a new puzzle and some books” Leia exclaimed.

“I got my very own tool kit and some new stuffed animals,” Luke smiled. 

“That’s awesome guys, I’m sorry I couldn’t be there for your presents” Anakin offered as Ahoska, you, and Ben began bringing his stuff into the house.

“It’s ok!! You’re here now! Best Christmas ever!” Leia reassured her father. 

“Ok, we should get everyone inside, it's pretty cold out here” you offered, rubbing your arms. 

Anakin nodded and allowed you to guide his chair towards the ramp. He used his longer arm to push the toggle at the end of the arm on the chair to move himself forward. Once everyone was inside the house you closed the front door. 

A warm smell of fresh gingerbread flooded your senses, the house was even more decorated than it was when you left last. The bright garland swiveled down the stairwell and the tree was lit up magnificently.

You missed it. 

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The rest of the evening went pleasantly, the kids got to sit with Anakin on the couch, Ahsoka helped you make a nice dinner, and the snow began to fall harder. You felt great relief now that Anakin was finally home, though you could tell he was exhausted.

Ben and Ahsoka said their goodbyes and left after giving everyone hugs. The kids were fast asleep on the couch next to the fireplace. 

“Should I take them to bed?” you asked, to which Anakin nodded.

You gently scooped the sleeping Luke into your arms and quietly made for the stairs. Next you fetched Leia, you tucked them into their beds and gave them each a forehead kiss. You really did love these kids.

Back in the living room, you took your place next to Anakin on the couch. “Merry Christmas”. 

“And to all, a goodnight” he smiled, leaning over to kiss you.

“Would you like to get into bed?” you asked softly.

“I would love to sleep in my bed,” he confirmed.

You hopped up off the couch and helped him into his chair. You placed a gentle, yet firm hand on his back and guided himtodards the edge of the cushions. Once he was in the chair he headed for his “new “ room. Since the stairs proved too difficult to modify as of now, you had to move his room to the base floor. 

Once inside the room you showed him some of the new accessibility features. The bed could be lowered and was equipped with modern looking guard rails; you knew he was peeved that he needed them, but it was for his own safety.

There was a stand for his phone to hook up to so he would be able to read messages and see the screen without having to pick it up. The door frames were widened slightly and the bathroom connected to the room was handicapped accessible.

You followed closely behind him as he examined the new furnishings. You could tell he was a little down, but he was too tired to voice his opinions on the matter. You had helped him bathe before coming back from the hospital so he didn’t need to shower tonight.

You unbuckled him from his chair and helped him onto the soft bed. He breathed out a contempt sigh once his body hit the mattress. 

“Fuck, this is so much better than that shitty bed” he exhaled as he leaned into the pillows behind him. 

You smiled, the hospital bed was not the most comfortable thing in the world, so this bed must've felt like a cloud to him.

You smiled and began to help him into nightwear. You slid off his sweater and undershirt before taking off his bottoms. You replaced his boxers with a new pair and pulled the covers to his chest. 

You went to flip off the lights when he caught your attention,

“Where are you going?” he asked.

“I was going to go back out and clean up the kitchen some more” you answered, to which he frowned slightly.

“That can wait”

“I guess so, but I also want to give you some time to yourself, I know you enjoy that” you gently smiled at him.

He shook his head, “I do, but not tonight… will you stay?”.

“Would you like me to?” you asked curiously, you thought we would have been tired of you by now. 

“Of course” he said and your feet led you to his bedside. You couldn’t lie to yourself, you were pretty ecstatic he asked you to stay. 

You took off your sweatshirt and jeans to be left in a tanktop and underwear. You genty dipped into the mattress, careful not to jostle him, and found yourself beside him.

Lying beside him made you feel like you were worth something, he never made you feel unwanted or a burden like all the others in your past. He hadn’t abandoned you. 

You were snapped out of your mind when you felt his eyes on you. You turned to meet his face, his deep blue eyes were analyzing your features, his pupils blown wide. Before you could say anything he said, “You’re so beautiful, did you know that?”.

You blushed, he wasn't usually one to give so many compliments. Instead of responding you leaned into him and pressed a gentle kiss to his lips. He gladly reciprocated the action and the two of you quickly fell asleep.

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A few more weeks went by, the kids were quite happy that their dad was back and so was he.

Your classes resumed but you still spent most of your free time at the house or taking Anakin to his physio. Lately they had been focusing on strengthening the muscles left in his limbs to get them ready for the prosthetics.

The therapists often took the elastic bands and made him repeatedly stretch them out with his arms or legs to build up his strength. 

Today was no different, except for the fact his personalized prosthetics were ready. Your professors allowed you an excused absence because you were the only one who had time to take him. 

You had stayed the night at his house so currently you were getting the kids lunch boxes together. Once they were done you went upstairs to check on the twins, “Are you guys almost ready?”.

Leia was zipping up her boots and Luke was struggling with the buttons on his coat.

“Yep! Almost!” Leia smiled. 

Once they were done they grabbed their bags and bounded down the stairs. Anakin rolled around the corner to see them off.

They hugged him while you grabbed the lunches to hand them. 

“Today’s the day, right dad?” Luke asked enthusiastically.

Anakin huffed out a small laugh and nodded.

“You promise to take it easy, ok daddy?” Leia fretted.

He bent down to kiss her head, “of course princess. And tonight I will be able to give you two real hugs”.

The twins smiled widely before waving their goodbyes as the bus pulled up on the other side of the gate. You waved to them from the door as Anakin watched them leave from the window beside you; he didn’t want to scare the other kids or embarrass the twins. 

You closed the front door and turned your attention to the man beside you, “Are you ready for today?”.

He inhaled a breath, “Yeah, I’m just ready to have some semblance of normality”. 

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The robotic digits of Anakin’s new hand flexed and relaxed around the foam ball as he concentrated on moving what was left of his muscles. Thankfully the physical therapy had been helping him flex his triceps and biceps separately to carry out different actions with his new arms.

“Anakin, they look great” you complimented as you watched him adjust to the arms. 

“Thank you, Y/N” he beamed up at you.

 He huffed out a relieved sigh as the mechanics were responding well to his commands. He lifted his new arms and watched as he rotated the hands to get different grips on the foam. 

“You're taking quite well to the prosthetics Mr. Skywalker! As time progresses you will become even more accustomed to them.” One of the prosthesis experts said as he made sure to gather all of the paperwork for the devices.

Anakin stopped examining the limbs to thank the mechanics, you smiled at his excitement. This was so good for him. 

Soon the appointment was over and you were headed back to the house. Once you arrived, you helped him out of the car and into his chair. You smiled as you saw his relief when his new hands worked to control his chair, he wouldn’t have to rely as much on you, Ben, and Ahsoka.

He was gaining his independence back.

You closed the doors after you followed him into the house. Once you turned around you were surprised to see anakin facing you.

“Hey, What’s up Ani?” you thought he had gone back to his room.

“Would you join me in my room?” he asked.

“of course Ani”

The two of you made your way to the bedroom; you were currently sitting on the edge of his bed as he faced you in his chair. 

“I’m so proud of you Anakin,” you said tenderly.

He smiled softly and lifted his new hand to your face, you heard the small whirrs of the mechanics as he moved the digits to brush your cheek. 

“I couldn’t have done it without you, Y/N” his blue eyes stared softly into yours.

You knew he couldn’t feel it, but you cupped his hand with yours; the cool surface of his hand pressed into your warm palm. Your eyes began to water.

It didn’t matter that it was metals and plastics, he was finally touching you.

“What’s wrong, darling?” he asked worriedly.

“I missed your touch, Ani. I missed it alot” you sniffled.

He released a comforting sigh and leaned his forehead to yours, “I missed holding you”.

You looked up to meet his gaze, your faces were mere inches apart. Something inside told you it was the time. You looked deeply into his eyes and whispered, “Anakin, I think I’m in love with you”.

Your heart thumped in your chest as he studied your features. Was it too soon?

You didn’t expect him to guide you into a kiss, the cool material of his hands cooling the blush rising on your cheeks. 

“I know I am,” he smiled. 

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(A/N: ahhh this chapter is so fluffy but i love it, the next few chapters will be the ones with time skips, so i hope it doesn’t get too confusing :)))

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[all-hallows-evie]

Episode II: Attack of the Clones

I'll go back and fix typos later!! Here we GOOOOOOOOOO!!

*Blows up the space latinx during the opening scene*

Me: Lucasfilm....you've grown.

Husband: No they haven't, they keep trying to blow Mando up

Me: But they HAVENT SUCEEDED YET!!

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*is immature and laughs because the explosion blew off Cordès shoes. *

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Obi wan: you're sweating

Husband: It's hot in here!

Me: and he's wearing like 17 layers!

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Anakin: grown more beautiful

Obi wan: *rolls eyes*

Husband: Gag me with your lightsaber Anakin...wait, phrasing!

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Obi wan: there's many ways to kill a senator.

Me: WAIT WHAT?!?!?

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Husband: that droid pooped in Padmè's room and you can't convince me otherwise.

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Obi Wan: *jumps out of window to grab droid*

Anakin: Stay here!

Me: Nah, I'm gonna jump out the window too, that looked fun.

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Anakin: if this chase continues that creep is going to get deep fried.

Also Anakin: *brings down Zam's ship in flames, trying to in fact...deep fry them.*

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Heeeeere comes Daddy Fett!! *dance dance*

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Padmè: Anakin...you've grown up.

Anakin: *proceeds to throw a hissy*

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Anakin: Don't worry, we have R2 with us.

Me: y'all laugh but he's killed people.

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* Screams through all of the diner scene cuz I hate it so much* F**K YOU JAWA JUICE!!!

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Also I dont like how Dex mentions Obi wants pocketbook, makes me feel like I need an adult.

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Jocasta Nu will and has cut a bitch, fight me.

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*pours one out for the younglings*

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Wait wait, so the temple doesn't have some kind of IT department that lets them see who accessed the archives?!?!? That seems sus.

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Padmè: when the queen asked me to serve as senator, I couldn't refuse.

Me: Her coke habit was too out of control.

Husband: Space coke.....s'coke...Supreme Chancellor S'coke...

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Tawn we: we were beginning to think you weren't coming.

Me: Obi wan is ALWAYS...no wait, you know what. Thats too easy.

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Anakin: I dont like sand.

Me & husband: *erupt into fits of laughter*

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Ok but that record scratch when she pulls away is just...*chefs kiss*

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*clone looks around suspiciously*

Me: YOU! YOU MUST BE F**CKING DOGMA!

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Anakin: *falls off creature*

Husband: I love watching him just eat it. Would be funnier if he tried to scare Padmè then she knocks his ass out cold.

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Boba: Yup.

Me: BEST BOY CAN DO NO WRONG

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Taun we: if you need more soldiers it will take time.

Me: they can only j*ack Jango off so much in one day.

Husband: what the F**K did YOU just SAY?!?!?!?!

Me: *cackles*

Husband: Go home Evie, you are drunk.

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*Jango and Obi wan fight on Kamino, jetpack explodes*

Husband: Damn, those jetpacks really are death traps!

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Jango: *holding obi wan over the edge*

Husband: its fine he can just jetpack...oh.

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*seismic charge goes off*

Me: F**K! THATS THE BEST SOUND EEEEVEEEER!!

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Obi wan: Blast! This is why I hate flying!

Me: why, mandos always wrecking your shit?! Get good Kenobi!!!

Husband: He should try spinning!

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Padmè: Stay with the ship R2.

Me: Fine! He didn't want to go with you anyway!

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Anakin: These are good people Padmè, they will take care of you.

Husband: You dont wanna see what he's about to go do!

Me: Truth!!!!

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Husband: *Drunkenly sings duel of the fates*

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Husband: Can I just take this moment to say HOW MUCH I HATE GEONOSIS!

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Four words: SIR CHRISTOPHER F**KING LEE

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If Shmi was a Mexican mom, her last words would have been: "Why you so skinny mijo?"

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It would have been funnier if Anakin returned covered in blood...like Evil Dead 2 levels of blood.

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Anakin; the gear shift broke...

Husband: Does that mean he rode back only in first gear?!?!?

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Anakin: I could fix her, I know I could!

Husband: unlike your hair...

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Padmè: Anakin whats wrong?

Husband: Nothing, he didnt just go on a genocidal rampage. Let me present to you...the BIGGEST red flag.

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Oh. The retransmit message button is just one button again?!?! Thats handy!

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Anakin: master windu told me to stay here!

Husband: oh now he listens!

Me: Master Windu makes him do push ups when he talks back.

Husband: I said 'what' to Master Windu once and he slapped me.

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Dooku: He was once my padawan as you were once his.

Husband: Grandpa Dooku

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*LOTR jokes start to fly*

Husband: it doesnt help these came out right about the same time! This one has wizards...but in space!

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Palpatine: as my first act,I will create a grand army of the republic.

Me: Okay cool but how do you feel about charter schools?

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Husband: Just give R2 a shank and he can fix everything!

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Anakin: oh no, Obi wan is going to kill me.

Me: But I'm ready for the trials!

Husband: He'll be fine as long as it doesn't involve taking care of your lightsaber.

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Anakin: *to padme*: jump!

Me: Do a barrel roll!

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Jango Fett: *twirls blasters*

Me: F**king showoff! I live!!!

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Jango: *gets trampled*

Husband: Mandos seem to have a hard time around big creatures that look like mud horns.

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*clones swoop in to help*

LOOKIT ALL THE SHINIES!

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Obi wan: What would Padmè do in your position?

Me: BOOOOOY, she'd yeet you out that carrier SO FAST.

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Obi wan: *gets tapped by Dookus saber*

Me: OOOOOOOW SUNNUVA BI*CH why didnt anyone tell me that HURTS?!?!?

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OLD SPACE WIZARD FIIIIIGHT!!!

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Bruh, that Imperial March at the end just...*tear rolls down cheek* Beautiful.

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Husband: some smart ass decides to throw sand instead of rice at the wedding. Anakin loses his everloving s*it.

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Not as many funny moments this time around. Halfway through we stopped to have turkey. We sober AF now lol!

[jamiesonwolf]

Anakin says: "Good morning Daddy! I'm just going to lie here, as one does. Pull up some rug and we can cuddle!" #Anakin #supercute #catsofinstagram #cuddletime https://www.instagram.com/p/CH-P1JFHr5q/?igshid=1o4hv4czcgtju

[hanasnx]

"daddy" headcanons.

MINORS DNI 18+ WARNINGS: daddy content | sexual content | no y/n

! ── it must be so much fun to have DADDY!ANAKIN SKYWALKER not let you get away with anything. like you act bratty or give him a scowl and he grabs your face, “stop that, or i’ll spank you.” and you know he’s capable of it. bending you over his knee and smacking your ass til it’s red and bruised and you’re practically crying. he’d be ruthless, merciless, and utterly delicious. pull you back up while youre a whimpering and wet mess, sooth your stinging flesh by smoothing is hand over it while he admires it. “aw, sweet baby,” he leans in to place a soft kiss against the shape of his handprint, “did you learn your lesson?”

! ── you’re so clingy with him, how can you not be? his presence calms you, and you feel apart even when he’s in the other room. at one point you beg him to lay in bed with you, so he props his elbows up and hovers over you while you work on something on your holopad. you tug him down to press a kiss to his willing mouth, and continue pecking his plump lips lazily. he allows it for a bit, before he calls you out. “it’s like i’m your sucky toy.” your eyes widen as you meet his gaze, attention no longer on your pad as heat rises to your cheeks. he grins down at you, seeing how his simple words affect you. “i’ll find you something better to suck on, pretty girl.” and you suck on his cock while you work on your pad. the occasional bucking into your mouth from impatience to move things along.

! ── he makes you feel so small in every sense of the word. he’s practically hulking compared to you. he has such an advantage over you because of how easy it is to pick you up over his shoulder, especially if you’re refusing to listen to him. don’t you know what daddy says goes? he’ll make sure you get it.

! ── he’s so sweet on you, he really is, obsessing over you. wanting to make you comfortable and happy. you’d had a long day, and you were hangry. it was one of those days that got away from you and he ordered you your favorite food. you wore his hoodie for comfort, but when you reach over to grab something, the sleeve dips into an open sauce container. he sees how your face changes, and the noise of frustration that emits from you. you’re close to a meltdown, one you didn’t even realize was impending. “wait, wait right there, baby,” his words cut through your panic, and you look to him with wide, glossy eyes. he gets up, “don’t move.” when he comes back, he’s got a warm, wet wash cloth, and he gently directs your arm over so he can wipe the sauce off without leaving residue. he knows how much you hate residue, especially if its sticky. it’s such a thoughtful and kind gesture, and it calms you down. you realize finally how close you were to crying. “i was so close to a breakdown, it was my last straw—“ on your way to apologize, but he interrupts you. “i know, princess, i know.” he has you, and there’s no need to apologize.

! ── there are times where he’s particularly proud of you for handling something you were scared of or he knows you didn’t wanna do. things like going to the market alone when he has to drop you off. usually he pairs with you because you take too long to browse, or you like sticking close to him to ease your anxious mind, but this time was different. he had to go to a shop nearby, and it’ll just be a bit. “you’ve got this, sweetheart, i’ll be right back.” he offers you a warm smile, and you return a weak one. “i know, i’ll be okay.” you reply. “that’s my girl.” when he comes back to pick you up, you’d finished shopping by yourself— to his surprise. so he praises you— with a teasing twist in order to lighten your mood. “how was it, baby?” you nod, “was okay.” “did you like shopping like a big girl?” “shut up,” you giggle, shoving his shoulder, even if you secretly like when he talks down to you like that.

! ── you were cranky all day since you hadn’t gotten enough sleep. which was your own damn fault, begging for your lover’s dick to fuck you to sleep last night. after huffing and puffing through your nightly routine, you finally settle into bed and relax into the covers. warm, and comfortable, your feelings of malice melt away. anakin, fully aware of your murderous rampage comes into the room and stops at the door, seeing you nestling into bed. he leans against the doorframe, grinning, “it’s my baby’s bedtime.” he coos and you smile, a stark contrast of good nature compared to your brattiness earlier. “yes. are you gonna come cuddle me goodnight?” “maybe if you’re lucky.”

! ── your moodiness did you horrible one day. anakin lacking the energy to “put you in your place” in order to negate your brattiness left you insatiable. your cry for attention was ultimately ignored, and you can’t have that. you’re horny, you need him. so you opt to make it up to him, surely if you stroke his ego he’ll make you feel good, right? so he tells you to stand, while he sits on the bed. knees spread as he takes his dick out to start jacking off while you watch. he holds your gaze, eyeing you through his brows as he fucks his fist. the sight of it is enough to have you squirming, desperate for some sort of friction. you think he’s doing this to test you, and by obeying you’ll get what you want. you see in his eyes and his stuttering movements that he’s closing in on his release. how he fights to keep them open as he generously takes in your gorgeous body in your sweet little outfit you put on for him. he stands, and a thrill shoots through you. he approaches, hooks his fingers into your panties and pulls the waistband to him. dipping his cock in, and finishes in the crotch part of your panties with a low groan. snaps ‘em closed, and rubs his hand over the cloth, spreading his hot cum all over your pussy lips and folds. he gives you a firm pat there and you yelp. “there you go, princess. maybe you can fuck yourself with it.” and leaves. serves you right for your behavior. how could you think he’d let you get away with it?

! ── getting particularly physical while in bed together, wrestling with each other trying to pin or tickle or something. anakin has a terrible habit of pinching or pulling your nipples when he’s bored and you have to physically deter him until he gives up. you’re getting worked up! his cockiness, his strength, his laugh. it’s all getting to you, and your own sex drive frustrates you. you shove his chest one final time while he’s arching you into him with his metal arm around your back. you scold him, “daddy!” that ignites something within him, growling in response to his favorite petname, and pinning you on your back effortlessly, letting you know just how easy it is for him to do.

[hanasnx]

Fathers know best 🙄, even deadbeat dads like Anakin 🩵

— Anya 🪼

deadbeat dad anakin is only present when you’ve got a hole to fill <3

[hanasnx]

❝ cherries and wine. ❞

── daddy!anakin skywalker x reader

MINORS DNI 18+ WORD COUNT: 1.2k SUMMARY: anakin takes good care of his princess. NOTES: wrote this back in january and i wanted to get it out of my drafts WARNINGS: f!reader | daddy content | sexual content: frisky touching and dialogue | mentioned: somnophilia | body image: “light”, “hair long enough to reach lower back”, “nimble fingers” | no y/n

The rain hit hard on the window pane, the thunderstorm sullying your nerves as you awaited your lover’s arrival home. Something about the loud noises, the threat of striking lightning, always weighed down your mood, paranoid over ANAKIN SKYWALKER's safety. 

The lock to the door clicked, and you perked up from your bundle on the bed. 

“Princess? Come out, I’m home,” The gentle, familiar comfort of your lover’s lilting tone soothed you, and you rushed to greet him. 

Anakin, aware of this routine, stooped habitually. You threw your arms around his neck, jumping up as his large hands found their home on your thighs. Neither of you cared about how soaked his robes were. Since your legs secured around his waist, he was free to slide his palm up and down your back. You’d said nothing, but he could sense your tension. “I made it, sweet girl, I’m here,” he crooned, tucking you flush against him as he kept you wound around him to traverse your shared apartment. 

Being as strong as he was, you were light to him, moving effortlessly as he brought you along anywhere he routed. Attempting to get your mind off of the storm, he questioned, “What did you do without me today, huh? You miss me?” Usually, those words would hold a sort of superior cruelty, jeering at you to rile you up. This time, he sought to calm you. 

So you nodded against the crook of his shoulder and neck. “Glad you’re home.” your murmur through pouted lips swayed him further to envelope you, make you feel protected and looked after. It was unavoidable. 

“As am I. Now, let’s get you out of those clothes before you catch a cold.” 

A part of you realized how much joy he took from undressing you. Unraveling the silk bows in your hair, releasing your chest from the confines of a bra, rolling down your thigh-high socks he cherished so much… tugging down your frilly skirt. It was enough to plant those dirty thoughts in his mind that he stowed away during bathing together. 

It was a quick shower, but flourished regardless with intimacy and tender affection. Still shaken by the storm, Anakin didn’t hesitate to ease you. Warm water washed over you as his traveling hands squeezed. The exfoliant washcloth scratching your skin and relaxing you. Your favorite part was how he cleaned your hair for you. So much love could be felt through the act of lathering and massaging your scalp. He cupped the back of your neck, cradling your head as he tipped you back and rinsed suds from your mane. You met his focused eyes when he brushed his fingers through it with such care, evening the water dispersal. He smiled at you, and your heart swelled. 

Even afterwards, he picked out your clothes for you. One of his large shirts and nothing else. 

“Don’t I at least get panties?” you asked, curiously eyeing him as he slipped on his loose black pants. They were the kind of garment he only wore when he was at home, and knew he had nowhere else to be. The sight of them in of itself had you imagining the possibilities of where the night will take you since his schedule was open. 

His brow raised at you when he glanced at you, advancing on you to back you out of the closet. “Do you want some?” The inquiry was honest, in the way that he tested your expectations of the future. The both of you know what happens when you decide not to wear any underwear. He thought he might as well save the two of you the time. Bashful as you retracted, inches away from each other, as you scramble for an answer— he passed you by. He laid down, falling to his side on your bed in view, propped up on his elbow to clasp his hands in front of his chest. The pose displayed his toned muscle, swollen biceps and defined rotator cuffs. Not to mention the abs you’ve got off on before, rubbing your pussy raw on the skin because the ridges granted a unique relief. He crossed his ankles which hung off the edge of the mattress, and he gave up on hearing about your panty decision. “Go get your brush.” 

He found it a lot easier to tell you what to do, rather than ask. He knew you preferred it that way, obedient as ever in retrieving it. 

You sat on your legs on the bed, shaking out your damp hair behind you. Your brush in his hand, he fixed himself up to nestle cross-legged behind you, your tailbone tucked against his shins. “I thought about you all day today.” he confessed, bristles running through a layer of your hair low on your back. “I couldn’t get you off my mind.” His voice was deep, barely above a whisper and you shivered from the cold of your hair and from his words. “Not after what we did this morning. Almost made me late- again, pretty girl.” You felt him clench his fist around your hair, the slightest tug on your scalp. Facing away from him gave you the freedom to allow a smile to stretch onto your features, soft and guilty, bowing your head. 

“I don’t remember. I was asleep,” you toyed with him, and the tug worsens to a sting. It widened your smile as he growls at your lie. 

“You were awake.” 

Your nimble fingers covered your mouth as if to remind yourself not to giggle. There was no way you could’ve done the things you did with him this morning if you were asleep. The memories surfaced of riding him, clenching your pussy strategically around him, taking your time in driving him crazy until he was practically juggling you. Handling your waist to move you how he wanted with no room for argument or protest when he fucked every coherent thought out of your head. 

It was you who had mounted him while he slept, unable to resist his morning wood and grating groans. 

To apologize for his harsh treatment of your hair, his hand affectionately stroked the top of your head, warmth spreading from your crown to your core at the action. 

“You’re right, I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” you conceded, “I was awake.” His hand stopped, and you’re quick to defend yourself. “I couldn’t help myself! I needed you.” 

The shift of weight behind you inclined your body into it, and you braced your hands against the covers on either side of you. His warm breath fanned over your ear, murmuring in that voice you loved so much. “Well, now you have me.” His tone was delightfully suggestive. “With nowhere to go. Nowhere to be.” You shied away instinctively, tickled by the graze of his lips against you, so his arms wound around you, dragging you into his lap. A grin tugged at the corners of his mouth as you stifled your giggles and weak protests when he buried his nose in your neck. His large hand slid down your abdomen to cup your mound through his oversized shirt you wore. “What kinds of trouble shall we get up to, princess?”