#engineering nerd anakin

[jadegmfu]

academically smart bf!anakin x grungy/goth rockstar gf!reader coming soonnn~ ;)

(i dunno if someone had already done this headcanon, please inform me.)

[anakinstwinklebunny]

NERD!ANAKIN HEADCANONS

TW: at some point it contains sexual content, so if you're sensitive to that or don't feel comfortable with it, please do not read it for your own safety and comfort.

Author's note: thinking about some nerd!anakin fic where he had heard the reader talk with her friends that she's not passing physics and since he has the biggest crush on her since second grade he later suggest to help her..if she'll help him with something else ;)

Nerd!Anakin who inside was a little dirty minded boy that wished nothing more to have a loving girlfriend to do with her all the cool, nice things he always wanted to do (and he meant more joyful activities than sex)

Nerd!Anakin who has a collection of technical manuals and scientific holobooks that he reads in his spare time. His nightstand is filled with them, and he gets excited when a new one comes out. He’ll stay up late, curled up on the couch, devouring a manual on hyperdrive mechanics or some obscure sci-fi novel, eyes glued to the hologram.

He also loves telling you all about the technical details of what he's learning. You may not always understand everything he’s talking about, but his excitement is so adorable that you just let him ramble on.

Nerd!Anakin who has a soft spot for droids, and he might even give them 'upgrades' just because he thinks they deserve a treat. “You’ve been working hard, buddy. How about a new power cell?”. He’ll talk to them while he works, explaining what he’s doing like they’re his assistants (his fav is R2D2 obviously)

Nerd!Anakin who gets ridiculously excited about the latest gadgets or tech upgrades. When something new comes out, he’s like a kid in a candy store. Whether it's a new holo-terminal, a high-speed pod engine - he’s always the first in line to get it. He’ll show it off to you, explaining every little detail with enthusiasm. “Look at this! It has a new feature that triples efficiency!” He gets that adorable spark in his eye, completely geeking out over the smallest improvements.

Nerd!Anakin who would love when you'd do your nails; he'd ask soon later (when you two are alone) if you could play with his hair to only feel you scratch very gently against his scalp

Nerd!Anakin who was a great whimpering mess whenever you touched him (poor guy had never felt woman's touch before);

a sharp gasp left his mouth as you touched the mushroomy tip of his member, his hips jerking towards you without thought. he was already embarrassingly close, and now your teasing was only driving him closer to the edge “please-“ he let out a pleading moan, the words barely leaving his dry mouth

"please what ani? Use your words like good boys do"

He tried to focus enough to form a coherent sentence but it was getting so hard when all his mind could focus on, was the way you made him feel “I’m close-“ he gasped out, his hips rocking frantically against your tightening fist “I’m so close baby, i need it” he let out a sobbing whimper

"can you hold it in a little?" you asked gently

he groaned at the question before nodding almost desperately “for you, anything” his glasses sliding down his nose

You only hummed, all proud of your actions. How easily you could tear him apart by your single touch. Using her free hand to move his glasses so they were a bit more comfortable on him. You increased your movements, making sure to

he could feel the heat in his abdomen tighten as your hand moved faster. he was struggling to keep himself together, not much to your surprise "oh-oh god-“ he let out a loud gasp and a groan as your thumb moved over his tip again, that little touch sending electricity up his spine “oh-fuck…” one hand digging into the couch for some kind of grip “I can’t hold it—please please please” tears of desperation and overwhelming began to prick at the corner of his eyes

Nerd!Anakin who when was nervous, draw circles and designs on the back of your hand to relax himself

Nerd!Anakin who did your own minifigure from Legos

Nerd!Anakin who always had perfectly ironed shirts

Nerd!Anakin who in general was perfectionist in everything he'd do. If he had a mess in his room, he couldn't focus normally. If just one thing was moved inches apart, it drove him wild

Nerd!Anakin who made cupcakes with his mother for you

Nerd!Anakin who's a true mommy's boy

Nerd!Anakin who teared up after you gave him his first blowjob. He felt so overstimulated when his thick member was hugged around your warm throat, your tongue working on his shaft..it was way too much for the first time, he'd gasp and ask you to slow down because if you wouldn't, you'd already have his cum dripping down your throat

Nerd!Anakin who gave you flowers - sometimes real one and sometimes he'd do them from origamy

Nerd!Anakin who has a little sketchbook where he draws schematics for future projects—droid designs, custom technology accessories, etc. He’s always thinking of new ways to improve things, and his sketches are filled with intricate details and notes.

Sometimes, he’ll show you a design he’s particularly proud of, grinning ear to ear as he explains how it works. “What do you think? Pretty sleek, huh?”

Nerd!Anakin who was a true worshipper of your body. Would press such gentle kisses all over your body as if you were a ceramic doll he was scared to break

Nerd!Anakin who's glasses got foggy everytime he made love to you, his curls sticking to his forehead and his pinky, swollen lips quivering to hold back his own orgasm

Nerd!Anakin who adored math and physics (but not as much as he adored you). And of course, he loved to help you with those subjects

Nerd!Anakin ho invited you to weekly movie marathon. With all the snacks ready and a fluffy blanket

Nerd!Anakin who adored to cuddle with you. It was something so precious for him, and whenever he had a chance, he'd just wrap his arms around your waist from behind and nuzzle to your soft neck

Nerd!Anakin who liked to play with your hair like brushing them out of your face, twirling the strand around his finger and watch intensively, as if it was the most important/gorgeous/captivating sight he had seen, how it hugged his finger so perfectly

Nerd!Anakin who had his 'sexual education' with you;

Anakin hesitantly reached out, his hand trembling as he lifted it towards your chest. He hesitates for a moment once more, not sure if he's ready to do that. He just felt so sinful watching you naked..but oh so good.. so, before the thoughts would envelope his entire mind, he gently cupped one of your round, full breasts. He instantly marveled at, not only the softeneness but the weight, the way it filled his palm, how it was so beautiful, seeing your raspberry ripple hidden thanks to his large hand made him feel so fuzzy all inside

As he squeezed the soft globe tentatively, feeling its weight sprawl all over his senses, he couldn't help but let out a low moan, his body responding to the newfound pleasure. Guilty feelings fade away, leaving him all needy for more of you. His fingertips graze over your nipple to harden it, eliciting a soft gasp from both of you. He looked up at you, his eyes filled with wonder. "I-how i-" he stuttered shyly "-what should I do now?"

"whatever you want..you can kiss it, play with it, anything you want Annie"

Anakin's eyes widen at your words. To have the whole access to your body felt more pleasurable than anything in his life. He leaned in, pressing a soft, tentative kiss to the underside of your breast. You gazed down at how his glasses pressed against your skin, making your breath hitched. He then brought his hand up to gently squeeze and caress the soft mound at your left breast, almost nuzzling to the right one. He looked back up at you, seeking approval, as if not sure if he could go any further

"go on, they're all yours" you encouraged

Anakin smiles shyly at your encouragement, feeling emboldened. He starts to kiss and lick at your breasts, alternating between the two. He gently nibbles on your nipples, sucking on them and releasing them with soft popping sounds. "Ahh... they're so soft... and t-tasty..." he mumbled the last part more quietly, as if embarrassed that he actually thought about your breasts in that way

he accidentally uses a bit too much pressure with his teeth, causing you to hiss in pain. He immediately freezes, his eyes filled with worry. "I'm so sorry... did I hurt you?" His voice soft, laced with adorable concern.

"no--its okay..just try to use a little less teeth..and relax"

Anakin nods, his expression turning gentle again. He leans back in, this time more careful, his touch feather-light. He alternates between sucking and licking, paying close attention to the way you react to his touch. "Like this?" He asks softly, his voice muffled against your skin.

"just like that" you tugged on his curls

After the moaned sentence left your mouth, Anakin felt a surge of pride. He continues his gentle ministrations, his own body growing harder with each passing moment. He looks up at you,l with his eyes hooded. "Can I... can I kiss you lower now?"

Nerd!Anakin who was scared to eat you out at first, cause it'd be his very much first pussy. But when he did, he had no idea how to do it. He used his teeth a little too much, his tongue a bit too forceful but in time he got better

Nerd!Anakin who loves space documentaries. He'll make you sit with him on the couch to watch them, enthusiastically pointing out facts you didn’t even know he knew. He’s the type to lean over and say things like, “Did you know that this system’s star is actually binary? And it formed 4.6 billion years ago?”

Nerd!Anakin who uses cheesy, nerdy pick-up lines that leave you both laughing. He’s the kind of guy who would say, “Are you made of copper and tellurium? Because you’re Cu-Te.” He says it with so much confidence that you can’t help but find it endearing.

When you tease him about it, he’ll get all flustered, scratching the back of his head with that sheepish grin. “I thought it was clever..and you'd like it, maybe give me a small kiss or something.."

Nerd!Anakin who is fiercely protective of his tech projects. If someone tries to mess with them or touch his tools without asking, he’ll get all defensive. “Hey, be careful with that! I’ve been working on this for weeks.”

But when it’s you? He lets you mess with his projects all you want, even if it makes him a bit nervous. He’ll give you a dorky smile and say, “Just don’t break it, okay?” But secretly, he loves sharing his passions with you.

Nerd!Anakin who, as smart as he is with machines, is absolutely terrible in the kitchen. He’ll try to make you dinner as a sweet surprise, but something always goes wrong—he burns the food, the recipe doesn’t turn out, or the kitchen ends up looking like a disaster zone.

He’ll stand there, looking embarrassed but hopeful, holding a burnt dish with a lopsided grin. “Uh, it’s a little... crispy..”

Nerd!Anakin who leaves you small, nerdy notes;

On a sticky note on your fridge

"You’re the binary star to my existence. Without you, my orbit is off. Also, I reprogrammed the toaster. You're welcome.”

In your notebook or planner

“If I could rewrite the laws of physics, I'd bend space-time just to spend an extra 5 minutes with you.”

"The only code I can’t crack? How you make my heart race this fast.

Tucked inside your favorite book

“You're like the perfect algorithm: complex, beautiful, and always leaving me wanting to solve the equation that is you.”

On your desk after a long day

“You must have a gravity field around you, because I can't seem to stay away. P.S. Check under the desk, I might've added a small modification.”

Next to your coffee in the morning

"You must be a supernova, because you light up my entire galaxy."

Left on the keyboard of your laptop

“I may be fluent in over 6 million forms of communication, but none can express how much you mean to me. Except maybe binary: 01001001 00100000 01101100 01101111 01110110 01100101 00100000 01111001 01101111 01110101.”

On a scrap of paper in your bag

“If life were an RPG, you’d be the rarest item—a perfect balance of stats, charisma, and intelligence. Also, +100 beauty.”

Tucked in between your sketchpad pages (if you're into art)

“You’re the canvas, I’m the artist... together, we create the perfect masterpiece. P.S. I’m still better at drawing starships though.”

Left in your lunchbox

“Did you know you increase productivity in starship repairs by 43% just by being near me? I’d call that a superpower.”

Taped to a little DIY gadget he made for you

“This little thing is just like you—ingenious and holds everything together. Also, try pressing the blue button for a surprise.”

Next to your favorite snack

“You’re like the perfect engineering schematic: flawless in design, and I can’t stop marveling at the details.”

In your locker

"I’d cross the Kessel Run in less than 12 parsecs just to see your smile."

“Did you know a day on Venus is longer than a year? Just like how waiting to see you again feels like”

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[darkcrowprincess]

People don't realize it, but Anakin and Padme are both dorky nerds. They hide it well because they're both badasses. But they're both nerds.

Padme genuinely loves poltics, fashion and cultures, Anakin engineering, racing, and battle strategies. Attack of the clones is so important, because they finally get to relax and be themselves together. They spend half their picnic time talking about poltics and genuinely enjoy it. They enjoy hearing each other's point of views.

[queenie-official]

going with ani to the cafè for pumpkin spice latte only for him to be super nervous since we are so cool and he's some random engineering nerd ☝️🤓

‘Fall In Love With Me’

main masterlist Word count: little over 3k

pairing: modern!Anakin skywalker x fem!reader

a/n: you sending this request in as soon as i mentioned wanting to write fall fics is iconic of you and i love you for it 💋

“come on y/n, this is the only good thing about college! skipping without any repercussions” Honey continued to beg as you walked across campus.

“that’s easy to say when you're skipping a language class you’re already fluent in” you protest as she clings to your arm, pleading like a child.

“you don’t even care about French class, you just wanna ogle your little crush” she retorts before tugging on your arm as she comes to a stop forcing you to stop with her.

“okay that’s only half true, i like French class” you hardly believe your own lie as it tumbles out of your mouth. judging by Honey’s deadpanned expression she doesn’t believe it either.

“you were complaining just yesterday how the Teacher refuses to speak in any other language than French and you had no clue what was going on.” if only you didn’t vent to her about everything maybe then she wouldn’t be able to call you out on your bullshit.

“you’re gonna make me late” you sigh, slumping forward solemnly. she rolls her eyes not buying the act for a second.

“good, if you’re going to be late then it just makes even more sense for you to skip with me.” you let out a groan, gently pulling your arm out of her hold before starting to walk again. “you could at least talk to the guy if you’re gonna keep going just to look at him.”

“he’s too smart for me, i mean he’s a mechanical engineering major for gods sake” did he tell you that himself? no, you and Honey just did a little snooping through instagram after you got his full name and found out for yourselves.

“i have a friend who dated an engineering major and she told me they are not as smart as they think they are.” right but he was, he had all A’s it was a known fact around campus. Anakin Skywalker the college’s golden boy.

academic wise anyway, he didn’t socialize with anyone. you had guessed it was because he was much too focused on keeping his grades as good as they were, he had to if he wanted to keep his full ride scholarship… was it considered stalking if you got this information on a public platform?

“yea well Anakin’s different Honey” you can feel the look she’s giving you and you hate it. she jogs up in front of you now, forcing you to look her in the eyes.

“fine don’t skip but you have to talk to him, you’ve got the confidence and social skills to charm a snake y/n stop selling yourself short” you both stare at each other, a silent challenge that you always lose.

“alright!” you huff defeated and she cheers, throwing her arms up in victory before doing a celebratory dance.

“have fun talking to the boy of your dreams” she teases before spinning on her heel to walk in the opposite direction as you.

“have fun skipping spanish” you snort and she shouts back a quick ‘i will’ as you continue walking towards the building.

your professor was the type of teacher to close the door as soon as class began. ’if you want to waste my time by being late, don't bother coming at all’ was the first thing she’d said at the beginning of the semester, it was the only sentence she’d said in english.

which is exactly why you speed walk past her right as she’s starting to head to the door, keeping your head low when you see the annoyed look on her face as you do. internally counting your lucky stars that you somehow managed to make it before she’d closed it.

Anakin was always one of the first people to arrive in class so it was no surprise he was already there when you get to take a proper look at your surroundings. he was sitting in his usual spot; last row, second to last seat from the aisle.

you take a deep breath mustering all the courage you have as you walk down the aisle past your usual spot and straight to one of the empty seats next to him. he stiffens, hands freezing mid type on his laptop before he forces himself to relax and continue like normal.

you spare a glance at his laptop screen, wondering if it was related to the class. maybe you had missed an entrance ticket or something. you’re met with a shit ton of equations that makes you want to do a double take, unable to even process what you’d just seen.

the sound of your professor starting the lesson pulls your attention before you can. not that you could even understand what she said, all of it going in one ear and out the other. still you pretend to listen, wanting to give it a little time before you possibly ruin this man’s whole mood.

you pretty much dissociate, resting your hand on your palm without a thought in your mind. it’s about thirty minutes later when everyone who didn’t already have their laptops open are pulling them out of their bags that you snap out of it, following their lead you take yours out before turning to Anakin.

kind of a perfect way to start a conversation if you think about it. “sorry, but do you know what we’re supposed to be doing?” you tilt your head slightly watching as it takes a second for it to click in his mind that you’re speaking to him.

“we have to go onto canvas and answer the newest discussion post and then we have to comment on two other people’s answers all in French” he says after clearing his throat, his voice a soft rumble that makes your heart flutter.

you smile warmly at him, a whispered “thank you“ rolling off of your tongue before you turn back to your laptop. you’re about to copy and paste the question into google translate when you realize you could use this as another excuse to talk to him. “don’t suppose you’ve got any clue what this is asking us?”

his attention is on you again, eyes flicker over your face with uncertainty before he looks at your screen “comment prépares-tu la journée?” he reads it out loud in an accent that rivals the professors “it’s basically a formal way of asking how you prepare for the day”

you nod thinking of your answer only to remember a second later you’d have to respond in French. you bite your lip fighting back the urge to ask another question, afraid that you may start to annoy him. you tap on the table lightly locked in an internal debate, and right when you’re about to cave and go back to your trusty friend google Anakin speaks up again.

“do you need help forming your answer in French?” you can’t help but laugh as you turn to him, a shy smile growing on your face.

“is it that obvious i’m struggling?” you joke at your own misery and he rubs the back of his neck, nervously chuckling.

”no, no i wouldn’t say that…” he trails off before finishing with “well maybe a little bit” which makes you snort and cover your mouth to make sure you don’t laugh too loudly.

“help would be much appreciated, thank you” he smiles, wiping his palms on his jeans before clearing his throat again.

“it’s no problem i already finished my work anyway, i was working on homework for another class” he says while closing his laptop “i’m Anakin by the way” he extends his hand and you're quick to shake it. his palms are clammy, his grip gentle yet firm.

he was definitely nervous, even more than you were which somehow helped fuel you with more confidence. “y/n, it’s nice to meet you” you greet back, releasing his hand and turning your laptop screen more towards him.

“it’s.. uh nice to meet you too” it’s almost funny how awkward he is, you’d expected the college golden boy to be more.. well suave. it was endearing though, and you wish you’d made the effort to talk to him sooner.

you tell Anakin your normal routine before leaving for the day and he translates it for you, at first you were the one typing it but when he saw you failing to spell out the words correctly he offered to just do that as well.

of course you agreed, sliding your laptop more towards him. he reaches forward immediately retyping what he’d told you, and you get a front row seat to watch his mind work. so casual and effortlessly translating each thing you told him onto the discussion post. you’d be lying if you said it wasn’t attractive.

thanks to Anakin’s help you’re able to get the discussion post done and comment on two other people’s posts in under 10 minutes, leaving you with nothing to do as the professor waits for everyone to finish before continuing the lesson.

“so do you usually finish all your work early and work on homework for other classes?” you ask wanting to spark conversation again before he gets the chance to reopen his laptop.

“yeah, French is kind of my first language- my mom had me speak both French and english growing up” he answers, shifting in his chair nervously. uncomfortable from the attention you were giving him. “so this is sort of.. my easy pass class, i just took it for the credits”

“i wanted this to be my easy class, and then the first day she spoke almost purely in French and i knew i was fucked- it’s a miracle i’m passing” that miracle was your usual seatmate who would always give you the answers.

“not to be rude but uh.. how are you passing?” you can tell he didn’t want to come off too blunt but there wasn’t really another way to put it that wasn’t beating around the bush.

“lots of google translate and help from peers” he laughs at how proudly you say that, and you can’t help but smile enjoying the sound of it.

“right, that makes a lot of sense” you raise your brow at that unable to resist the urge to mess with him.

“a lot of sense is crazy wording” you act offended and he instantly starts to panic, backtracking his statement while attempting to apologize. you can’t help the laugh that bubbles out of you making him freeze when he realizes you weren’t actually upset.

he doesn’t respond even as you apologize, simply shaking his head with a faint smile. he relaxes in his seat, a look on his face like he wanted to tease back but was still unsure.

once you’ve calmed down and chosen to ignore the looks you were getting from the people around you there’s a brief silence until your professor speaks up, calling everyone’s attention. all of the discussion posts must have been turned in as she now continues the lesson.

it’s not until the end of class that you and Anakin speak again, you turning to him as he packs his stuff away. “hey, we should hang out sometime” you suggest, rather bold for someone who was afraid to talk to him a little over an hour ago.

he whips his head towards you, completely caught off guard. “i- i…” he stutters, his brain trying desperately to catch up with the situation.

you wince worried you misread him, maybe you had actually offended him with your joke or perhaps he had no intentions or desire to talk with you after today.

when he sees you physically pull back he forces an answer out of himself in an almost panic. “no! well i mean yeah- i’d like that..” he squeezes his eyes shut cringing inwardly.

“you’re cute” you giggle, and he reddens. eyes snapping open as he tries to catch his breath, you’re too much for him. like taking a sip of coffee that has way too much sugar and cream in it.

“cute?” he repeats practically breathless, he swallows hard. looking down to his bag for a distraction, busying himself with zipping it closed.

“there’s a cafe i like to go to with my friend that we could go to together?” you offer while pulling your phone out of your pocket. readying it for him to put his number in as you sling your bag over your shoulder.

he hesitates for a moment before taking your phone; typing in his name and number, eyes flicking up to you every once in a while like he expected you to change your mind and tell him to stop.

“i’d love too” he finally responds, handing your phone back with his number officially saved into your contacts. you have to hold in a giddy squeal, doing your best to play it cool.

“great it’s a date!” you cheer singsongy, putting your phone back in your pocket. Anakin looks like he may pass out, every time he thinks you can’t surprise him more you do. “i’ll text you the details later tonight”

his mouth opens and closes, every possible response dying on his tongue. you give him the time he needs, brows knitted together in understanding.

he fakes a cough, rubbing the back of his neck with his hand. “okay, i look forward to it” he says voice cracking slightly which he tries to play off with another fake cough, turning away from you and heading out of the classroom in a hurry.

as soon as he’s out of sight you let out the squeal you’d been holding in, jumping up and down before excitedly running out of the classroom to go find and tell Honey about what happened.

you wait just outside of campus. rocking on your feet as the cold autumn breeze rushes past you making your nose cold, honestly you were far too happy to care.

i’d been two days since your interaction with Anakin and today was the day you’d both agreed to meet up after classes finished. the wait was agonizing but worth it, especially when you see Anakin heading towards you.

he had on a flannel overtop a gray shirt, hair tussled from the wind. palms sweaty which he tried to keep under control, alternating between wiping them on his jeans and trying to fix his hair.

he hasn’t noticed you yet, mumbling something to himself as he walked. you contemplate whether or not to say something, afraid you may startle him if you do but thankfully he finally looks up from the pavement eyes locking with yours. he stiffens mouth snapping shut before standing tall as he tries to look relaxed.

“y/n hey..” it was awkward for sure and you had to bite back a giggle not wanting to make him second guess himself.

“hey, you ready to go? it’s not too far a walk from here” you point behind you in the opposite direction from which he came. he nods, robotically coming to your side as you begin walking.

there’s a awkward silence between you both, Anakin wanting to talk to you but unsure where to start. “sooo…you like coffee?”

you laugh, unable to hold it back this time with how strained his question came out. “i do, it’s a college student's saving grace don’t you think” you half joke, after all there have been many times coffee has actually saved you from passing out and turning in a late assignment.

he smiles, relaxing with your easy going nature. “oh yeah, coffee the holy grail for all college students” he jokes back for the first time and you beam. “you said you go to this cafe with your friend?”

“yep, me and Honey go all the time. they’ve got the best coffee and baked goods. it’s also the perfect environment to do homework or study” you both round the corner of the sidewalk, walking a little ways down to the crosswalk.

“oh that reminds me i’ve been meaning to ask, what’s your major?” well if he was asking that then he had yet to see your instagram account since it was in your bio. good because you’re pretty sure there’s a photo of you from middle school still up on your page.

“i’m an art history major” his brows raise slightly at that, making you tilt your head curiously. “what’d you think i majored in?” he shrugs unsure what to say.

“i don’t know… maybe psychology” this time your brows raise and he laughs. “you seem like the type” your nose wrinkles unsure how to take that but you ultimately decide to brush it off when it was clear he didn’t mean it in a bad way. “why art history?”

“i wanna become an art teacher, i need a bachelors degree for that to happen and art history seemed like the most interesting.” you both slow to a stop as you arrive at the cafe; Anakin steps in front of you, opening the door and holding it for you.

”thanks” you smile, walking in and heading to the usual table in front of the big storefront window that you and Honey sit at, placing your backpack onto the back of the chair. Anakin follows your lead doing the same with his bag before you both get into line.

thankfully it was short, most students preferred the other cafe directly across the street from campus. “ooo they finally have the fall flavors on the menu” you chirp excitedly upon seeing the newly chalked on pumpkin spice latte on the menu.

“are they any good?” your jaw drops dramatically, turning your head slowly towards him in full theatrics.

“you’ve never had a pumpkin spice latte before!?” he smiles, laughing awkwardly while shaking his head no. “oh we’re gonna fix that right now” you don’t even let him respond before stepping in front of him once the person in front of you leaves the line, ordering two pumpkin spice lattes and apple cider donuts for the both of you.

you don’t let him pay either, brushing him off with a “if i’m the one indoctrinating you into fall culture then it’s only right i pay” he only relents when you add “you can pay next time” a content smile on his face at the prospect there was even going to be a next time.

the cashier hands you a bag with the Donuts as well as two disposable cups with your lattes which you take to the table you saved. animatedly sliding the cup over to him as you pull out the donuts placing them on napkins in front of you both. “come on try it, i bet you’re gonna love it”

“a lot of confidence for someone who doesn’t even know if i like sweets” your face falls not having even thought about that, he laughs instantly making you flush when you realize he was messing with you.

still you smile back, it was about time he got you back. really you were just happy he was even comfortable enough to do it. “alright enough teasing, chop chop Frenchie”

“what am i a dog” he snorts, brows creasing together when he laughs this time. it was hardy and from his chest and gods did it make you warm to have been able to pull that out of him. “okay, okay i’m doing it” he says after you nudge him under the table with your foot.

you wait with anticipation as he brings the cup to his mouth, taking a sip of the warm nutty pumpkin flavored drink. you lean in as he takes his time, one hundred percent keeping a straight face on purpose. “..well?”

he pulls the cup away making a show of smacking his lips together to ‘savor’ the flavor. “Anakin!” you groan and he chuckles, holding his hands up in defense before grabbing the cup again.

“you’re right, it’s delicious” you cheer at the success, and he just watches with a smile. taking another sip of his drink before taking a big bite out of the donut you'd given him. his eyes widening as he tries it. “oh this is a dangerous combination”

“addicting isn’t it?” he nods enthusiastically, practically wolfing down the donut in a few seconds and almost completely chugging the latte. “oh my gosh” you laugh, before taking a sip of your own. “it’s not going anywhere”

“not technically true, you said it yourself these are seasonal items” he says and then chugs the rest of his drink. you may have actually just sent this man on a path of addiction.

“well we’ll just have to make it a tradition to come here every fall then. just for the coffee and donuts” he smiles brightly, more than satisfied with your words.

“is the rest of their menu this good year round?” you nod and he leans back in his chair, fiddling with the napkin his donut had been on. he licks the bottom of his lip in thought, bitting the inside of his cheek to hide his nerves before he finally speaks. “well maybe we should make it a year round tradition”

you lean on your palm, absolutely crushing harder on him with each passing second. “year round dates? kind of sounds like you're asking me out” he practically falls out of his chair, choking on whatever sugar the apple cider donuts had left at the back of his throat.

“i-i…i mean..” he stammers and you start to worry you may accidentally be the death of him. “i’d like that a lot.. you know only if you’re into it too-“ he cuts himself off mumbling a ‘she brought it up of course she is’ to himself which makes you giggle.

“why don’t you ask me?” you wait for his answer, not even trying to give him a break. he’s still barely recovered from your initial tease, cheeks a bright red that he’s trying desperately to push down.

it takes him a moment, before he finally works up the courage to speak again. “would you wanna go out with me?” he’s quiet and you briefly contemplate dragging it out more, just to watch him squirm but the poor boy looked tormented enough so you finally grant him reprieve.

“i’d love to” he smiles, relaxing before laughing at himself and you join in. the two of you lost in a fit of giggles, that’s how it is the rest of the date. the two of you getting to know each other better and tossing jokes around.

the more comfortable Anakin becomes, the less awkward and shy he seems to act. no longer as nervous as he was when you first spoke to him.

the cold weather outside is the perfect contrast to the warm cozy bubble around you both that the cafe helped provide. the beginning of many moments to come.

a/n: hope this okay!! im so used to writing Anakin as the more confident and collected one so this is a little different for me but it was so fun to write 😋😋

also how do we feel about Honey becoming a reoccurring character in my fics and oneshots? would you guys prefer me putting ‘y/f/n’ instead?

anyway hope you all enjoyed reading 🫶🏼🫶🏼 have a great day huns!! Xx<3

[samstree]

married obikin professors AU, where one of them overshares everything to the students. every day he goes "you won't believe this terrible joke my husband told yesterday!" "sorry i'm late! my husband had an emergency and i had to help" and "gooood morning! how did you know my husband knitted this sweater vest for me? *twirl twirl* 🥰" but then the other one is reticent and serious, and never mentions anything about his personal life at all. the students think he's a sad lonely man with no one in his life.

and of course the first one is obi-wan and the second one is anakin. obi-wan is the charismatic philosophy professor who is so proud of his husband for being a top researcher in aerospace engineering at a young age, and he will NOT shut up about him. meanwhile anakin is a nerd who works too much in his lab with a droid, and he never says anything about himself because he's just a anxious mess when he's in front of a classroom. he got into engineering to work on SPACESHIPS not babysit damn it but the job makes him do it.

the students find them canoodling in the hallway and think if professor kenobi is gonna cheat on his sweet angel of a husband, it should at least be with someone better than this socially awkward nerd.

[st4rfckerz]

Imagine Anakin who’s in a frat but isn’t your typical frat boy. Like he’s still kind and (secretly) has his little needy interests. Not to mention he’s also really smart. He blends in to the stereotype looks wise, but once you know him he sticks out like a sore thumb.

I love to imagine you not knowing him and assuming he’s just another frat asshole, and the SHOCK when you meet him formally 😭.

Like who is this lil geek and how did he join the frat. I personally find him pretty charismatic (at least in the sense of friends and other non-romantic relationships) so it’s understandable why he’s liked, but wow.

You start talking and he’s all smiles, laughing and you swear you can see a little blush on his face. That little laugh he has that’s just subtly laced with nervousness, the way he shifts his gaze down every now and then.

And if you bring up anything he’s interested in? omg. (I’m imagining it as you mentioning his major, mechanics/engineering)

He tries to keep it shorter because he knows he rambles, but you can tell he’s really passionate about the things he likes. It’s so attractive I can’t even lie. He gets this look on his face when he talks about it. Sadly, you have to get to know him more before he’ll go into full rambles. And that’s exactly what you plan to do.

-🪩

This reminds me of that one TikTok sound that goes “where’s my friend, the smiley” or something similar. He’s so cute I can’t 😭

SECRET NERDS ARE MY FAVORITE THEY'RE SO CUTE

he would be so kind and sweet unlike the other frat guys. like i can imagine him walking up to you at a rowdy frat party because he thinks you're pretty and you just end spending a majority of the night talking in the kitchen.

after a while he'd develop a little crush on you that's just so blatantly obvious to his friends and they make fun of him for it calling him "whipped" and everything. but of course he denies it even though his face turned bright red when he heard the other guys say your name (its still red when they're interrogating him).

also whenever i think of fratboy!anakin i ALWAYS picture him in a backwards cap with his little curls sticking out the sides.

[skywvlkersgrl]

I love how everyone agrees that in a college!au, Anakin would be majoring in anything that has to do with engineering. I just know he would be such a physics nerd.

[aiceofspades]

shorts | nerd!anakin x f!reader

headers: @strangergraphics-archive

pairings: nerd!anakin x f!reader

warnings: fluff, implied smut

word count: 3198 words!!

authors note: okay, this one's a little longer and i've had it sitting in my drafts for a while tbh, but i hope u enjoy!! <{•_•}>

master list here!!

The doorbell rang. I dragged myself out of my room and towards the front door of mine and Sally's apartment.

“Anakin,” I said, my eyes drooping due to my tiredness. I'd always thought Anakin was gorgeous, but I wasn't friendly enough with him before. We'd gotten slightly closer recently, due to our physics class, but I knew he only thought of me as a friend.

“Oh, hi, Y/N.” His voice faltered a moment when he realised I was wearing an oversized shirt and the smallest shorts ever. “Are you alright?”

“What did you want?”

“Ashoka wanted some flour. She’s baking some muffins for a sleepover she's going to tonight.”

“Did she want plain or self-raising?”

“Uh…” I gave him a frown and rolled my eyes. He smiled slightly at that. “Plain I think.”

“Okay. Does she mind if it’s thirty percent whole grain?”

“Probably not. I mean, Ashoka will know what you’re saying, she's the one in your Food class.” At Coruscant University, we could take as many classes as we wanted. many people stuck to one or two classes but the ultimate nerds, like Anakin, took three and more. He was taking physics, maths, and engineering, whereas i was taking physics and food science, Ashoka sharing the latter with me and sharing engineering with Anakin.

I smiled at his words. “Come in while I get it.” He closed the door behind him and stood in the living room. Our apartment was open plan, but our bedrooms had doors on, of course.

“Sally?" I shouted to my roommate, hearing a quiet reply through her bedroom door. "Anakin wants the flour, so I'll give him the whole grain packet.”

“Tell him to bring it back before six, I need it for something.” Sally was also in my Food class, which was part of the reason why we were roommates.

"Okay," i replied.

"She wants the flour back by six, right?" Anakin asked as I walked over, his eyes flicking to my bare legs.

"Yeah. Tell Ashoka that I have normal plain flour if she wants it, this was just the one that was already open.”

He took the flour from my hands, fingertips brushing over each others. He nodded, “I’ll make sure to tell her. Uh… do you want to come over and watch a movie later? You can pick. it's just in return for helping me with class work and lending us this.”

wow. i had helped him with physics, but i hadn't expected anything in return. i did need a break, though. “Sure. 8?”

“Yep,” he said, grinning. “See you later.” He then opened the door and went back to his apartment.

“Sally, I’m off to Anakin's for a bit,” I shouted into the kitchen.

“Okay, but don’t get lost,” she joked. I rolled my eyes. Our apartment building had an East Side and a West Side. I lived in the East Side and he lived in the West Side, but it wasn't too far.

the walk was quick and the door to Anakin’s had opened even before I’d knocked. He stood there, smiling again, looking at my new outfit - jeans and an oversized t-shirt. “You ready?”

“Yep.” He closed the door and said to Ashoka who was across the room on a sofa, “Y/N and I are going to watch Ocean's Eleven since she’s never watched it before. Don’t interrupt, please.”

Ashoka just raised her eyebrows and looked at me, mouthing, ‘honestly’, whilst i kicked my converse off my feet.

He basically dragged me to his room, whilst I asked, “I thought I was picking?”

“You are. I just said that so Ashoka wouldn’t interrupt us. You know how I get over movies.”

He grabbed the remote for his TV and sat down on his bed. “Come here, I don’t bite.”

“You’re not even funny,” I said, giggling at him and sitting down next to him. Our thighs and our elbows touched but he didn’t move, and neither did I. For some really strange reason, heat rose to my cheeks.

He cleared his throat. “So, Disney Plus or Netflix?”

“Disney Plus. They have the Marvel films.”

“Ugh, not Marvel again.”

“I thought you liked it?”

“I’m only messing with you, you know I like it.”

We decided on Black Widow. One of my favourites but Anakin wasn't sure on it.

“Black Widow isn’t as good as the Winter Soldier though,” Anakin said, and I immediatly shushed him.

“Stop talking! And no, Black Widow beats everyone. She’s hot, she’s awesome, what more could you want?”

He rolled his eyes. After a few minutes, my eyelids were drooping, so he pulled me closer with his arm around my shoulder. I didn't say anything, for fear of him moving away from me.

Even though the movie was quite loud, I still managed to fall asleep, against Anakin's side. My head tucked into his chest, his arm around me pulling his duvet around us. Then it was 3:00 am and I woke up, squinting at his alarm clock

“Shoot!” I said looking at the time, Anakin's arm tight around me and his hair ticking my neck.

“Huh? What? What’s going on?” Anakin said looking at me in the darkness.

“I have to get home, it’s 3:00 am.” But Anakin pulled me back down, snuggling his head into my neck.

“I texted Sally through Ashoka,” he said, sounding muffled. “She said it’s fine if you stay over. She trusts me with you."

I smiled from how close we were, and I quietly said, "And I trust you". It was true, he was the only boy I trusted in the entire University. I then wrapped my arms around his torso, falling asleep to the steady rise and fall of his chest against mine.

When I woke up around 9 am this time, I realised Anakin's arm had slipped down to my backside and he was nestling his head into my shoulder again. My arms were around his neck, and I had my legs tangled in his whilst his big hand caressed my back.

Oh God, I have to get home. What do I do?

I gently tried to prise his arms from me and wiggle my legs out, but it only made him grip onto

me more tightly.

“Anakin,” I quietly murmured. “I have to go, you have to move your arms.”

He mumbled something against my neck, hair tickling my chin. Sunlight streamed into his room through a tiny gap in his curtains, and it shone in him from the back, making him look like an angel.

“I can’t hear you, Ani, you’ll have to speak up.”

He groaned, throwing his head back, eyes now wide open. “Call me that again, please.”

“What did you say, Ani?” He stared straight at me with his gorgeous ocean eyes.

“You don’t have to go. You could stay here, with me.” His hand that was on my backside slowly moved upwards to rest on my waist, his thumb brushing under the hem of my shirt. “Am I making you uncomfortable?”

“No,” I breathed, focusing on only him. He then flipped us over, so he was on top of me and pinning my arms down. He leaned down, brushing his lips against my cheeks.

“How about now?” I shook my head, biting my lip as he pressed a single kiss to my jaw.

“I need words, baby,” he said, making me groan from the pet name. It sounded so sweet, so saccharine coming from his plump and rosy lips.

“No, Ani,” I sighed. He smiled at me saying his nickname. Whilst he was flustered, I flipped us over again, straddling his waist. Hands on his shoulders, I said, “Am I making you uncomfortable now?”

He smirked, grabbing my waist and pulling me so I was flush against him.

“You’re making me the opposite of uncomfortable, baby.” Then he cupped my cheek and pulled me in. His plump lips moved slowly against mine, stunning me with how soft they were. Whilst I was stunned, he pushed his tongue into my mouth.

He rolled us over again, kissing my mouth, my neck, my jaw, my cheek, my everything. His hands went under my shirt, grabbing at my waist, at the edge of my bra.

“Ani,” I murmured, pushing his hands away even though i so badly wanted to commit. “I have to go.”

“Can’t you stay 5 more minutes?” He said against my skin, making small bite marks on my collarbone.

“No, Ani, Sally will be wondering where I am,” I said, grabbing the sides of his head and forcing him to look at me. I sighed, saying, “You’re gorgeous, you know that, right? I known that since that first physics class."

That's true, too. the first time i saw him, i knew i would have a hard time forgetting him.

Just from those words, I could see his lightly tanned skin turning a slight red colour. “And the blushing makes you look even more like a greek god.” I pressed a quick kiss to his nose and got out of his bed. “See you later, baby.” I winked at him and his face went even more red.

Outside of his apartment, i leant against the wall. what the hell just happened? i let my face go bright red as i replayed the previous moments. this boy had me down bad.

Anakin was to play in a soccer match that afternoon as he played soccer extracurricular, and as you had taken your seats near his team’s dugout, he walked over with a copy of his shirt in his hand.

“Hey, Y/N, do you want this?” He said, handing the shirt to me. He’d always been kind to me, but this is the first time he’d done this for me. He was being so sweet it was hard to believe.

“Oh, really? Thank you, Ani,” I smiled, wrapping my arms around his neck and breathing his scent in.

They ended up winning, and as Anakin scored the winning goal, he looked in my direction, smiling the brightest smile.

There was a small party to be held at the local bar, celebrating his team's win at soccer. I put on a black, mid-thigh length dress, and some simple makeup, including red lipstick.

“Y/N, are you ready to go?” Sally shouted from outside my room.

“Yes, I’m coming.” I quickly grabbed my purse.

The walk to the bar was quick, but all I could think about was Anakin. And as soon as we had opened the door, Anakin was stood at the bar, drink in his hand, eyeing up the newcomers. His eyes landed on me and a sleazy look crossed his face as he checked me out, his eyes scanning my body.

He was dressed in a white shirt, black trousers, and a black tie, but the way his tie was slung so effortlessly around his neck, and the way his shirt was half untucked made me lewdly gaze at him too, my red lips parted.

Sally guided me to where our friends were sat at a table. All I could sense was Anakin's eyes on me, watching my every move. Then, halfway through the party, when I was getting more drinks at the bar, he strolled over, standing close to me, hand on the small of my back.

“Nice dress,” he mused. “Nice makeup,” he said, a smirk formed on his face.

"Thanks," I hummed. "Could say the same about you."

He let out a small laugh at that, saying, "You're so funny, Y/N. You should become a comedian."

I smiled a little, and turned to the bar, catching the attention of the barman. "What can I get for you?"

"Uh, two cocktails, and a pint of larger, please." The barman nodded and turned around to collect a glass.

"You played great today, did I mention? Your last goal was amazing."

"Really? Well, it must be you because I dedicated that goal to you," he said, suddenly looking shy.

"Aw, you're so sweet. Do you mind if I keep your shirt? It smells like you and I want something to remind me of you..."

"Yeah, sure. Anything for you, baby," he said, whispering the last part in my ear, hand on my exposed thigh.

I went bright red at him using the nickname in public, I didn't think he was so brave. Then the barman asked, "Card or cash?"

"Cash, please," and I was just about to pull my car out of my purse when Anakin jumped in, handing the man a few notes.

"Ani! I was going to pay, you didn't have to!"

"As I said before, anything for you." He then grabbed a cocktail and took it over to the table, whilst I grabbed the other two drinks and followed him. I only put the larger down on the table, holding the cocktail meant for me and said to Anakin, "Come sit with me over here." I gestured to the corner of the bar where it was less crowded and there was a spare table for two.

He followed me, sitting down opposite me. As we both sipped our drinks, all I could feel was Anakin's eyes on me again, watching me lift the glass and wipe lipstick from the rim.

"Can I help you?" I finally said, smiling at him.

He took a moment to answer, still staring at me. "You just look really gorgeous tonight. I don't know what you've done differently, but it works for you."

"Are you saying I don't normally look nice? Wow, what a guy." I slightly rubbed my high-heeled foot against his legs, watching his expression change as he registered what I was doing to him and what I'd just said to him.

He began laughing, trying to rescue himself from the hole he made. "I didn't mean that, you always look beautiful it's just tonight you look even more special. Do you know what? Just take the compliment, okay, you know I don't normally say much." That last bit was true for everyone else, but to me, he was always saying things to me, even if it was to say that my shirt was nice.

"It's a joke calm down. I'm going to take a breather round the back, it's really warm in here. I'll be back in a minute."

He seemed disappointed with my words, but let me go. The cold air was refreshing as I stepped out from the back of the bar, crossing my arms around my chest. Then I heard some footsteps, assuming that they would disappear into the bathroom, but they carried on in my direction and they got closer to where I was stood. Then the one and only Anakin appeared through the door frame, a strange expression on his face.

"Hey, I said I'd be bac-" Then he cupped my face and grabbed my waist, pushing me up against the wall as he connected our lips. I moaned, feeling his hands all over my body. I grabbed his tie and pulled him even closer as his hand slithered under my short skirt, thumbs brushing the edge of my panties.

“Ani, we can’t do it here, let’s go back home.” But his hand travelled upwards, touching me everywhere.

His head leant down to make marks on my neck and my fingers tugging at the back of his hair, eliciting a grunt out of him.

“You’re right," he said between bites. "Let’s go home.” He quickly fixed his tie and grabbed my hand, dragging me through the pub.

“Hey, Sally, I’m going to take Y/N home, she thinks she has a temperature.”

“Oh, okay, we’ll be home in a few hours, so don’t wait around for us. Have a safe walk,” Sally said, glancing at me every other second.

“What was she looking at? She kept glancing at me like my makeup looked awful,” I said as we exited the bar again, walking the short distance to our apartment building.

“Probably cause it is. Your lipstick is smudged.” Then I noticed that he was also wearing my lipstick, his mouth tinged a slight red.

“And you’re wearing my lipstick.”

He rolled his eyes, grabbing my hand and pulling me towards him. I bumped into his chest as he pressed a few kisses to my jaw.

“Quick, let’s get home.”

He fumbled with his keys, dropping them on the floor infront of his apartment front door. But instead of picking them up, he turned to me and kissed me long and hard, his hair brushing my forehead.

“Ani, just let me unlock the door!” I said, pushing him back so his back hit the wall. A smirk wiped onto his face, watching me bend over. His hands went to my hips as I stood up, bringing me flush against him. Small kisses and bites were peppered onto my neck from behind, as he moved my hair to get better access. His arms wrapped around my middle.

I waddled forward, still in his grip, trying to unlock the door. “Anakin! Just let me open the door and then you can continue!” But he didn’t stop, his grip becoming tighter.

I managed to open the door, Anakin immediately slamming it shut and pushing me up against it, this time switching between my lips and the available amount of chest I had on display. I threaded my fingers through his hair, tugging at the hair at the base of his skull, making him groan against my skin and making me throw my head back against the door.

“Quick - let’s - go to - my - room,” he said, inbetween kissing my neck.

He began moving backwards, his hands hooked under my thighs and picked me up, his surprisingly strong arms holding me as if I weighed nothing.

Then he turned around, still kissing me, and walked towards his room.

He shut his bedroom door behind me, shoving me against the door and his hands once again sliding up my dress.

Then he stood back, licking his lips and eyeing me up and watching me as I sat in his bed and took my heels off.

“You know, you look even more gorgeous with your makeup all smudged. It makes me proud, knowing I did that.” He said, slowly loosening his tie and taking it from around his neck. “You look like a princess, sat there. I'll make you feel like a queen if you’ll let me, baby.”

I nodded, biting my lip and slipping the straps of my dress down my arms, watching how his eyes hungrily tracked my every move.

I stood up, motioning to the back of my dress. “Help me, will you?” His mouth twitched into a smile and he moved to help.

His knuckles were gentle against my skin, grazing me ever so slightly and sending a hurricane of butterflies into my stomach.

“Are you ready?” He asked, ever so innocently.

“Yes. With you, Anakin, I’m ready every time.”

Then after he unzipped my dress, he slid out of his own clothes, and laid me carefully down on the bed.

“Gonna make you feel amazing."

[enviedear]

as an engineer major i love engineer major!anakin, he has my whole heart <33 may i also add: computer nerd ani. idk if you want to make him a computer nerd but it seems like most engineering boys are. he could be a car guy and a computer guy tho. he has his own PC setup that he built and he sees u using an old ass laptop (me) and offers to build a PC just for u <333

alsoooo him living in a lil student apartment and it smells like weed and is shockingly clean but the fridge is. empty. since he’s not a drinker he probably has some drinks u like and he’s got like noodles and stuff but u have to go over and buy him ingredients and teach him to make a 5 minute recipe bc he just cannot 😭 he would probably live on takeout otherwise.

probably makes some money off a little side hustle like fixing parts of a computer or someone’s car or sth idk and then also has to go to his internship. babe is so stressed but he’s glad to come back home and take the stress out on you XNSKSJ

send me some anakin thots <3

omg i'm sorry this got lost in my inbox, but that you for sending it in! i'm always down to talk about my favorite ani hc <3

YES to computer nerd ani!!! i could totally see him building you a new pc because, "jesus christ honey your laptop sounds like it's about to take flight."

also ani most certainly can't cook... unless it's steak. i can see that man owning no other pots or pans aside from a cast iron. he treats it like a baby and he's a total snob abt it. "babe, stop trying to put this in the dishwasher, you're gonna take away the seasoning!!"

ask him to make you an omelet? nah you're getting an almost burnt scrambled egg. ask him to bake some cookies? they're hard as rock and he used salt instead of sugar. ask him for some oatmeal? you uncooked oats in water. "why are you making that face? i eat them like this all the time?"

i can totally see him working part-time at an auto shop, but like... one with a dyno where he just tunes the absolute shit out of cars. the type of tuner that lets people get the loud ass gunshot sounding pops.

then he's clocking out and trying to get the oil and smoke smell off of his body before heading into some fancy engineering firm. hair still kind of messy, but he wears those slack and button-up like a god.

he totally has the full-time senior employees wrapped around his finger too, he's so bright and somehow always knows every solution.

[jarenka]

I really adore "Anakin is an art nerd" fanon. Adding my headcanons here.

Also I think people always assumed that Anakin has no interest for art, because he is that guy who is into engineering, he likes droids, speeders and space ships. If he is not a total disaster and can name at least two poets, it's because of Obi-Wan's constant efforts to educate him.

Ironically Anakin became interested in art by himself without any additional encouragement from Obi-Wan. He is the one who asked Obi-Wan to go to the theatres or in the museums. As someone who spend his childhood on Tatooine where everything beautiful and impractical was usually deemed useless among poor people whe grew up with, Anakin grow to like that exact art adults from Tatooine would deem outrageously useless. Elaborate theatrical plays. Complicated pieces of music that requires years of education to play properly. Paintings and installations that take huge amount of time to make.

Obi-Wan has different taste in art, he actually prefer things that is simpler in its execution. Something that isn't made to impress but to quietly reflect author's thoughts and feelings.

[mortalheartache]

i honestly don't know if i should make a bot about academically smartbf!anakin x grungy/goth!reader/{{user}}😞😞

i feel like it would be good tho, hmm.. thoughts??

I endorse this FULLY. PLEASE MAKE HIM AN ENGINEERING NERD PLEASE.

IDK WHAT POSITION YOU WANT TO PUT ANI AS BUT IM SO DOWN FOR STEREOTYPICAL BOTTOM NERD AND TOP GOTH. PUTTING MY EXCESSIVE AMOUNTS OF SILVER JEWELRY AND BAND TEE ON RN.

[3-opossums-in-a-ballgown]

Just some personal ninjago HC’s about the ninja:

Jay’s turn:

- The token white boy

-Bisexual

-The third shortest ninja, standing at about 5’7-5’8

- has an 80s/90s aesthetic

-CANNOT DRIVE, the other ninja never trusts him behind the wheel of any of their vehicles

-Wanted to be a elementary school teacher at one point if being a ninja didn’t work out. He LOVES kids

-Wants 2 kids of his own

-SUCH A NERD. He love Star Wars, LoTR, Star Trek, etc. He has his own Lego Death Star and Tie Fighter. Anakin Skywalker was his bisexual awakening.

- His favorite video game is Portal 2. I mean every thing about that game screams Jay to me: the physics, engineering, techno, and quirky sense of humor. All Jay.

-Has frequent nightmares about Nya dying at the hands of Nadakan. He feels like he can’t talk about them because none of the ninja remember it and he doesn’t want to worry Nya.

- His hair gives off little sparks when he’s excited, and he sometimes gives the ninja little static shocks on accident

- The other ninja are jealous of his curls and freckles

-Swiftie

- Spams group chats with a billion tik toks

- Kai actually has a mutual respect for him (despite the shit he gives him) because he makes Nya so happy.

-Lets Nya do his makeup

- Pulled a Jim Halpart and bought the little yin and yang necklace a week after he and Nya started dating.

[thebandseance]

𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙱𝙰𝙽𝙳

Caleb “Kay” (Fernando) Hernandez. Age: 33. Orientation: Bi. Heritage: Italian, German, British. Family: Gabriel “Gabe” Hernandez (father), Lucile “Lucy” Hernandez (mother), Kevin “Kev” Hernandez (brother, 25), William “Billy” Hernandez (brother, 20), Caroline Hernandez (sister, 28). Plays: Drums, keyboards. Member of The Satanic Temple. Experienced bouncer. Roadie extraordinaire. Occasional "sound guy". Speaks: English, Spanish (scarce). Education: College drop-out, Bachelor of Arts in Music Production and Sound Engineering.

Matthew “Matt” (Abraham) Reeves. Age: 27. Orientation: Bi (closeted). Heritage: Chinese, Irish, British, Native American. Family: Natalie Reeves (mother), Kennedy "Ken" Lynch (father, estranged), Nathaniel “Nate” Reeves (brother, 32). Multinstrumentalist: Bass, piano, drums, guitar, oscillator, synthesizers, organ. Business savvy. Well connected. Known in the "scene". Experienced Merch Guy and Event Coordinator. Unofficial Tour Manager and Promoter. Speaks: English. Education: Bachelor of Science in Music.

Christopher “Chris” (Anakin) LaPlante. Age: 28. Orientation: Pan. Heritage: Argentinian, Spanish, British, French, Canadian. Family: Iris LaPlante (mother), Cassidy “Cassie” LaPlante (father, deceased), Marabella “Mar” LaPlante (sister, 23), Helena “Hels” Rodriguez (girlfriend, 26). Plays: Guitar, piano (both poorly). Lead Singer. Official Blood Donor. Unofficial Art Studio and Merch Designer. Greeting Card Hater. Both Cryptid and Relic. Designated Poster Boy. Speaks: English. Education: College drop-out, Bachelor of Fine Arts in Illustration.

Alexander “Alex” (James) DeSantos. Age: 25. Orientation: Bi (inexperienced). Heritage: Spanish, Mexican, British, French. Family: Corazon “Cora” DeSantos (mother), Colin Robinson (father, estranged), Violeta “Violet” DeSantos (sister, 29). Expert Merch Guy and Party Bartender. Tuner Extraordinaire. Gamer. Off Season Twitch Streamer. Marvel Nerd. "Baldur's Gate". Chick (and *Covid) Magnet. The Kid. Road Connoisseur. Plays: Guitar, drums, harmonica. Speaks: English, Spanish. Education: Bachelor of Fine Arts in Game Design.

Pascual (Herman) Kalenko. Age: 31. Orientation: Pan. Heritage: Italian, Ukrainian, British. Family: Laura Kalenko (mother), Boris “Bo” Kalenko (father, deceased), Emma “Mimi” Bailey Copeland (fiancée, 28). Plays: Lead Guitar, Violin, Cello (poorly). Expert Guitar Restaurateur. Bookworm. Road DJ. Unofficial Mixing Engineer. Designated "Zen Guy". Great cook. Responsible Adult. Pets: Cats, Mewto, Cat Cobain and Tobi-Wan Kenobi. Speaks: English, Italian (scarce), Russian (learning). Education: Bachelor of Arts in English.

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Guillermo “El Metalero” Guillen. Age: 52. Heritage: Mexican, Spanish, Portuguese. Affiliations: From The Pit Metal Zine (co-founder), Morbid Media (co-founder), El Metalero Management Group (founder). Family: Leah Richardson (daughter, 32, estranged), Micha Richardson (grandson, 3), Stephen Richardson (in-law, 34), Valeria "Vale" Olmos (sister, 48), Mateo "El Matado" Guillen (brother, 50), Margarita "Doña Rita" Guillen-Saucedo (mother, 70), Jose "Don Pepe" Guillen (father, deceased), Thomas Olmos (in-law, 49), "A Shit-Ton of Nephews". Title: Band Manager. "The Grass Is Always Greener Where The Dogs Are Shitting". Unofficial Band Dad. Stephen King Fan. Got Drunk With Jerry Cantrell Once. Former Dogstar Roadie. Speaks: English, Spanish, Korean (some). Education: College drop-out, Bachelor of Social Work (licensed), Unfinished Masters of Social Work.

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Anakin should be like an engineering and math nerd to Ahsoka's recreational sports jock. Anakin's the one who's reserved and introverted which people mistake for being professional but Ahsoka at least is more liked by her Jedi-mates. They both have huge expectations put upon them and strive to be exceptional Jedi, which is what they bond over.

[deansbeer]

jealousy! jealousy! ・ ANAKIN SKYWALKER. ៸៸៸ 𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 ! ♡ pinned library

eighteen plus. minors do NOT interact.

SYNOPSIS. you get possessive and jealous when anakin goes on call with his classmate lydia for a college project.

WARNING(S) smutty smut | jealousy | fem!reader | nerd!anakin | possessiveness.

KARI NOTES. nerd!anakin has my heart<3

you slip into the kitchen where anakin is bustling about working on some new prototype. sliding your arms around his waist from behind, you press a kiss to the center of his back between his shoulder blades. "how's it going in here, handsome?"

he turns with a brilliant grin, still tinkering as he talks. "just fine tuning some upgrades. got paired with lydia for the engineering project and she has some innovative ideas i want to test out. speaking of, i should give her a call and we can brainstorm some more."

your smile falters slightly at the mention of lydia. you know she's a notorious nerd, just like anakin, but something about them working so closely together rubs you the wrong way. "right, your partner. do you have to call her right now?" you pout, pulling him in for an embrace.

anakin chuckles, nuzzling your nose. "yes sweetheart, we're trying to stay on track to finish early like the good students we are. don't worry, you know you're the only girl for me." he pecks your lips softly before slipping from your arms to grab his phone.

reluctantly, you follow anakin to the couch and flop down beside him with a huff. his call connects and lydia's face popped up on the screen, pale skin and dark hair framed by thick glasses like usual. "hey anakin!" she greets excitedly, straightening her cardigan.

"hey lydia, my girlfriend's here too." he smiles, sliding an arm around your shoulders. you force a tight lipped grin and wave. lydia smiles politely in return but her eyes linger on anakin a moment too long for your liking.

"so, tell me more about these water filtration designs you were working on," anakin prompts, always eager to delve into his passion. lydia launches into an enthusiastic ramble about her concepts that has anakin hanging onto every word with rapt attention.

you try to contain your rising irritation as they converse in advanced terminology far over your head. anakin's eyes sparkle with interest and admiration for lydia's brilliant mind and you feel increasingly out of place. her cheeks flush under his praise and gaze.

that's the final straw. subtlety clearly isn't working so you decide on a new approach. shifting into anakin's lap, you drape yourself over him and start peppering his jaw and neck with heated kisses. he inhales sharply in surprise.

"baby, wh—what are you doing?" he stammers breathily as you continue your affectionate assault. you raise your eyes to the screen and smirk at lydia, who watches with parted lips and pink cheeks of her own.

"sorry to interrupt," you say feigning your innocence, grinding down into anakin's lap. he suppresses a soft groan, hands coming to grasp your hips unconsciously. lydia averts her eyes, clearing her throat awkwardly.

"i can see you two are, uh, busy. maybe i should let you go." she mumbles, shuffling notes in front of her screen. anakin nods frantically, eyes fuzzy with desire. "y—yeah, probably for the best. we'll, um, talk tomorrow lydia. bye!"

you end the call with a tap of your finger before he can prolong it further. capturing anakin's lips hungrily, you roll your hips firmly into his growing erection. he melts into the kiss with a whiny moan.

"fuck sweetheart, what's gotten into you? not that iʼm complaining," he pants as you drag open mouthed kisses along his jaw. you nip at his earlobe teasingly. "just reminding you who you belong to, honey. now, shall we take this discussion to the bedroom?"

without awaiting his response, you tug anakin to his feet and backward down the hall. he obeys willingly, worshipping your neck and shoulders all the way. you push him down onto the mattress, quickly removing your clothes in a flurry.

anakin lays watching with blown pupils and parted lips, caressing the prominent bulge in his pants. "god, you're so beautiful."

you crawl over him like a lioness, pinning his body down and rocking your sensitive core against his clothed bulge.

"say it," you command breathily. "say you're mine." anakin moans at the delicious contact, already putty in your possessive hands. "i'm yours, and only yours." satisfaction blooms in your chest at his submission.

you make good and sure to brand that fact into his memory that night, until he's left whimpering your name in a blissful puddle. no one, not even lydia, would ever come between you again if you had anything to say about it. this boy belonged to you heart, body and mind.

[phoenixyfriend]

Disaster Lineage on SpaceTube

With help from @atagotiak.

AU where Anakin, to destress during the war, starts making SpaceTube videos (Ahsoka likes video editing and uses this for practice, she's very excited to help).

But all of them are Knife Guy style of slightly threatening ASMR that goes in strange directions without ever being actually ominous but still make you feel like there's SOMETHING about to just. What.

Less knives and more... Weirdass junkyard electronics. Something more to do with droids or engines, while still providing plenty of opportunity to just go ham with polymers and whatnot.

Ahsoka: You're cool if I put these up on the holonet, right?

Anakin: Sure, if there's nothing that indicates who we are or where we're going. Opsec is important!

Ahsoka: Great!

[several months later]

Mace: Knight Skywalker, please tell me you're not the one giving people nightmares about old-fashioned radios.

Anakin: I'm what?

Anakin knows what's in the videos before they go up, specifically for the aforementioned opsec reasons, but he didn't know people were getting nightmares about it.

Ahsoka's also been playing director and keeps telling him to do something The Weird Way, so he knows she's going with 'no voice, just exaggerated ASMR' and absurd tangents to get things they could have just bought at a store, but he didn't know they were getting popular or were that unnerving.

Obi-Wan has established himself as a weirdass nerd. Often lit but occasionally zoology and also biology (brainworms anyone?) so he maybe also helps with weird stuff. He does a guest spot on the channel showing how to do an old-fashioned book-binding but it's done in the same "how the FUCK did that make an adhesive???" way as Anakin's.

(No faces, but they know it's a different person, because Anakin always wears gloves. His prosthesis is too distinctive to show. There are many, many theories about this.)

Snips specifically challenges them on how to explain something using minimal words (like how knife guy will explain why a certain process works with one chemical and another chemical, but that it works best with both chemicals plus heat, using only visuals, their chemical names, and a hardness meter).

Every dozen or so videos there's a completely voiceless GoPro helmet video of Ahsoka doing parkour through a major metropolis. Usually she does Coruscant, but sometimes she does her runs through a big city that any person with some disposable income or a job that requires travel (or, say, the daughter of someone who does long haul space trucking and tags along on school breaks) could feasibly end up in. Between that and the staggered upload dates, nobody can parse that she's following army deployments.

(She can't do it in the Wild because if she does that, someone might be able to doxx her as part of the 501st based on the vegetation.)

The Council does find out but like. As weird and confusingly ominous as it all is, at least it's a safe and harmless way to de-stress without breaking the code. Very "let the kids have their fun."

The 501st clones start their own channels (still going through Anakin or Rex or one of the scouts for OpSec) doing similar Silent Horror Crafting and lbr I feel like at least one of the guys in demolitions WOULD be, specifically, Knife Guy. They can't share any REAL weapons, obviously, but stupidly weird knives? Hell yeah.

Hardcase would be the equivalent explosives guy, but... all the same sharing a step by step way to make unconventional explosives is much much worse than sharing how to make weird knives. Sure the information is probably already available but lets not make it more available. A weirdass chocolate knife is no more dangerous than a normal kitchen knife.

So he goes "Well, I know a decent amount about materials engineering, nobody cares that much about knives, and the general can tell me if anything I use is impossible for Coruscant Civvies to get."

Ahsoka's videos always end with her stepping somewhere she can cast a shadow against a wall and give a thumbs up. There's just enough detail to confirm she's a Togruta, but she's wearing gloves and full sleeves so they don't even know her skin shade or anything.

Just shadow on a wall, giving a thumbs up.

That's probably the channel profile image. One of these, just with montrals:

There are debates on whether the three sets of always gloved hands are the same person and/or what species they are. Four sets, bc there's at least one clone contributor.

I feel like, after the war is over (we are going for a HAPPY ENDING), and opsec is no longer quite the worry it was, they do a video of three side-by-sides that all play into each other (e.g. Ahsoka's runs involve picking up ingredients that she passes into the next frame just as Anakin needs them, the weird tiny oven that Anakin makes in part one of his video is passed along to be used for the baking of an adhesive for Obi-Wan's bookbinding).

And then the final bit is the screens melding as Ahsoka runs into the workshop they'd rented and the three of them posing at a mirror with whoever the clone cameraguys for Anakin and Obi-Wan's projects were.

FINAL REVEAL but only after the war is over.

There's a lot of screaming from people who were adamant that ONLY A JEDI could make that speeder jump because THEY WERE RIGHT.

After the big reveal there are now group parkour runs where Ahsoka takes one of her usual paths and lets Anakin and Obi-Wan go ahead of her so they're on camera. One time they land on a speeder for a few seconds, and Aayla leans out of the window below to give them a grin, just to make it clear that she volunteered to help with the bullshit.

Anyway, Knife Guy Anakin rights.