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[st4rfckerz]

that scene where rafe puts the gun in his waistband……

[hanasnx]

hayden caressing your hipbone, telling you that you're doing so well for him and that you can give him "just one more" while he's giving you the pounding of your life (you've already came 3 times)

MINORS DNI 18+

"I can't— I can't!"

"You can," HAYDEN CHRISTENSEN insists, encouraging you with a gentle hand squeezing your hip. "I know you've got more in you, c'mon." He thumbs at your clit, nudging it around with his pad, all swollen from use.

"Baby, I can't, I'm all out." you whimper, drawing your hips away from his hand but he chases you, pinning you down firmly. His large frame is tucked between your legs, forearm sliding against the top of your thigh as he squeezes your hipbone.

"I don't believe that. You've been doing so good for me, let's try for one more." he tells you, voice low and soft. You peel your eyes open, following the line of his hand up his wrist to his expensive watch dotted with your dew drops of squirt. "You ready?" He doesn't wait for an answer, swiping that thumb across your clit more deliberately and you arch your back off the bed.

"Hayden! Please!" You don't know what you're begging for, whether it's relief of finishing or relief of stopping, regardless he decides for you. Sweetly, he curls his abdomen, sinking that extra inch into you as he keeps a steady pace on your bud. Puffy folds struggle to swallow his length rutting into it, your poor insides slick and raw at the same time taking a cock you've been driven to your limit by.

"Just one more. One more, sweet girl, that's all I ask." he whispers, an endearing expression of humble plea on the weathered lines of his face. You can't refuse him, breathing hard as you let it wash over you, originating from the tips of your toes in tremors up your spine, cream spurting out from around his cock plugging you up.

[fuckmyskywalker]

i got my anya cardddddd

anyways sam gives me stalkerish vibes so i think he'd be the type to watch you through your window and jerk off as you get dressed or smthn like that :)

18+ smut, Stalker/Perv!Sam, handjob.

Congratulations for using your Anya privileges card!!! ;) <3. Thank you for helping my writer's block, Nai. Hope you read this before work and kiss me.

“Come on, take it off,” Sam whispers, tightening his hand around his cock as he watches you struggle with the clasps of your bra. 

You— unaware of the prying eyes that admire you every night— finally remove the bra, sliding the straps down your shoulders with a sigh of relief. Looking in the mirror, which much to Sam’s enjoyment is next to the window, he marvels at the way you check yourself out. He smirks, biting his lower lip to the brink of pain, amused by your judgemental but praising eyes. One is one's own worst critic, as people say… and if that’s the case, then Sam is your biggest worshiper. He groans quietly, it’s not like you’ll be able to hear him (or see him), but it only adds to the thrill of… well, stalking you. There isn’t really any other way to describe it.

Invading your privacy might be a misdemeanor, a misdemeanor that started as an accident but became routine. Sam studies your body with interest and obvious hunger, sometimes he’ll smoke, the cigarette lingering between his lips as he jerks off, or sometimes he’ll sit before you even get upstairs to take a couple of bong hits that will have his mind floating by the time you stand in front of the window. 

This time he skipped both, merely taking a seat and getting comfortable while you got ready for bed. Your hands reach for your jeans, sliding them down your hips while wiggling them slightly, an act that is so simple, but immensely arousing, causing his cock to throb in his hand. His rings feel cold against the shaft, his palm is sticky from his spit and the precum— but he wonders how stickier it would feel with your mouth around it.

Sam swears under his breath when you turn around to check your ass, grabbing one asscheek and lifting it. Pretty normal to explore your own body, but pretty creepy when someone is watching you do it. Although naivety adds a wonderful thrill to the idea of spying on someone at their most vulnerable moment. Sam should feel guilty— the thing is that he isn't’t. Not in the slightest. There’s nothing more he wants than to lower your underwear, or push it to the side (he’s that impatient) and fuck you. Maybe even push against that window he adores so much. Maybe that way anyone who walks by will see how much you were asking for it. At some point, Sam asks himself if you are truly that stupid to not notice the show you put out every single night. It appears you might be, and it’s not like he’s going to complain about it.

“Look at that pretty ass,” He chuckles, licking his lips and stroking his cock faster. The wet noises were barely audible under the loud music, and his moans were equally as disguised. Sam’s thighs tremble and he can feel his balls tightening with the orgasm that threatened to make a mess on his new Metallica shirt. 

But it was inevitable, because the moment he saw you cupping your own breasts, he rolls his eyes and his hips jolt one last time before his cock twitched over and over, staining his thighs and lower stomach, and of course— the fucking shirt. Wiping his hand on the shirt— another stain wouldn’t hurt, or so he thought. He isn’t the one in charge of washing clothes anyway— Sam collapses on the chair, panting and smirking. This time he does reach for his nightstand, lighting up a cigarette and bringing it to his lips to take a long drag. He watches you get dressed, slide an oversized shirt over your head and no pants, turn off the lights and most likely climb onto the bed.

Maybe one day he’ll muster the courage to wave at you in the morning.

[healmydesires]

🌙: CONGRATS ON THE MILESTONE!!!!!

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[murdrdocs]

ok so i've never seen a single episode of pjo and i don't even have a big thing for luke BUT earlier i was thinking.......loser!luke might be a panty stealer.....and i think he gives head for his own pleasure.....🧍‍♀️

(i had to get this off my chest it was eating away at me)

nai it's crazy how ur right abt both!

loser!luke who absolutely loves eating pussy. he gets a sense of pride he can't get from anywhere else when he makes you cum. he likes the feeling of your hands pulling at his hair (bonus if there's a knot or two that you tug at accidentally) and he'd addicted to the feeling of the skin of your calves against his shoulders and back.

he loves to see how many times he can get you off with just his mouth, or how big of an orgasm can he get from you with just his mouth and hands.

but he has this particular thing about using his mouth on you over your panties. he likes to get them dirty, his saliva on the outside and your arousal on the inside combining to create a dark patch in the center of them. and once he makes you cum, he'll pinch the fabric together at the top, run it through your wet folds, and then take them off and expose your cunt to the air.

you don't pick up on it for a while, but it's something he does so that he'll have remnants of you on your panties for him to come back to. he likes to look at the evidence of what he did to you and jerk off over it. sometimes he'll drape the pair over his nose and sniff them while he gets himself off.

[anakincentric]

mdni. minors & ageless blogs will be blocked. warnings: explicit sexual content, established relationship, dom!anakin, mild breeding kink, overstimulation (f receiving), dumbification (f receiving), praise (f receiving), size difference, impact play (f receiving) mention.

reduced to a sweaty and pink mess, you pant hard with your arm thrown over your eyes to shield yourself from anakin's gaze in your vulnerable state.

"baby, you came so much." he commends through an exhale and a snicker. the powerful release has you in a tender recovery space, focusing on not crying with all your might. you do that sometimes, the waterworks take over when your poor body is too overwhelmed. you hear him shuffle, and carefully he pulls out from your puffy pussy. sensitive, you jolt from the sudden loss of being full, and hot cum oozes out of your hole. yours and his mixed together in a love potion, and his hand on your waist tightens as he watches the liquid spill out from you. "fuck, princess, we did good."

you nod in agreement from under your arm, getting a grip on yourself just enough so you don't look like you're ignoring him.

"do you wanna show me?" his low voice sends a shiver down your spine. you know exactly what he's talking about, and you remove your arm, exposing your warm face to the air that blows on the tears at the corners of your eyes. tentatively, you reach both your hands down. they glide past your chests with sore nipples; your ribcage rising and falling with fast breath; your taut stomach that trembles from your resounding orgasm and forcing it to stretch into impossible positions; your hipbones that stick out from propping up your pelvis on stacked pillows; and finally your battered pussy lips. nimble fingers cautiously press into cunt, all hot and stingy from being snapped into so many times, from being slapped and fingered and bit, and you pull apart your swollen folds.

your clit pulses as you touch yourself like you're afraid to make one wrong move and cum all over again; anakin sucks in a breath at the sight of your pretty nails he paid for getting lost in your delicate tissues that he's clobbered into submission. you show him what he asked for, spreading yourself apart to display cum having made a mess of your insides.

"fucked those pretty guts, didn't i?" he asks and you wince at his crude language. that flinch deepens, whimpering when his rough hands clutch the undersides of your thighs to pick you up more. he folds you over yourself, stretching your legs impossibly further apart and you ache. "look at all that cum, bunny. hell of a creampie." it raises your hips closer to his face, and he plunges two fingers into his mouth, coating them with spit to dip between your ass cheeks, gathering the sticky trail of white to scoop it back into your quivering hole.

"ani-i-i!" you cry, wiggling indignantly as he cruelly shoves his fluids back into you.

"can't let you waste it, sweet girl." he tells you, moistening his lips as he devours the sight of your poor cunt struggling to hold everything he's giving it. you still, even if it hurts. "that's it. makin' me so proud right now."

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[cosmicanakin]

popular girl and her brainiac.

adult content | minors do NOT interact.

pairing. anakin skywalker x female reader.

outline. when your nerdy bf swings by for dinner, it evolves into way more than just eating.

contains. domestic fluff, soft smut, pinv.

authors note. insp by nai's @st4rfckerz post about nerdy!anakin. reader is the popular girl in the college they attend but is the opposite of the snobby mean ones <3

it’s friday night and you’ve been looking forward to having anakin over all week. as the popular girl in college, everyone’s always so surprised that you’re dating the shy, quiet nerd anakin skywalker. but they’ll never understand how sweet and caring he is behind those dorky glasses of his.

when anakin arrives, you greet him with a kiss. “hey handsome, come on in!” you say, taking his hand and leading him inside. “i made us pasta, it should be ready any minute.” anakin smiles shyly, waving with his free hand still clutching his worn copy of advanced hyperdrive mechanics.

“smells amazing, babe. thank you for inviting me over,” he says, pulling you in for a deeper kiss that leaves you weak. anakin might be reserved in public but he comes alive for you, passionate in ways others would never guess.

soon you’re both curled on the couch eating, talking about your days between bites. anakin tells you excitedly about the droid he’s been building in his workshop, eyes lighting up behind his spectacles. you could listen to him geek out for hours, loving this open, unguarded side of him.

after dinner anakin insists on doing the dishes while you set up the tv for a movie. crawling back to the couch, you snuggle into his side with a blanket as the opening credits roll. but anakin seems distracted, fiddling with his sleeves.

“what’s on your mind, babe?” you ask softly, tilting his chin to meet your gaze. he smiles shyly. “i...got you something. been working on it for a while, wasn’t sure when to give it...”

anakin reaches into his satchel and pulls out a small jewelry box, handing it to you with trembling fingers. inside lies the most delicate silver chain, a tiny heart charm swinging gently. “i made it myself in workshop,” he murmurs. “i know it isn’t much but i wanted you to have something from me...”

tears sprang in your eyes at his thoughtfulness and care. “anakin it’s perfect, i love it!” you whisper, kissing him tenderly. “thank you so much for thinking of me.” anakin grins in relief, helping you clasp the necklace before leaning in again simply wanting to taste the sweetness of your soft lips.

his hands tangle in your hair as the kiss deepens, full of warmth and longing. you melt into him, parting your lips in invitation as his tongue sweeps in. anakin tastes faintly of mint and you sigh, desire pooling low in your belly at his confidence.

his lips trail hotly down your neck as you arch back against the couch, breath coming in pants. anakin’s fingers slide up under your shirt, calloused yet gentle, setting your skin alight. you whimper, needing more contact, rolling your hips up desperately.

anakin groans, grinding down to meet your movements. “you feel so good, sweetheart,” he breathes against your lips, voice thick with want. his desire for you turns him uncivilized in the best way, raw masculinity underneath nerdy façade.

“take me to bed, ani,” you beg, losing yourself to rising fervor. he scoops you up effortlessly, lips never leaving yours as he carries you to the bedroom. anakin lays you down with reverence, slowly undressing you between hungry kisses across flushed skin.

when you’re both bare he starts kissing along your collarbone. “so beautiful,” he praises, stroking your sides gently. your hands roam his back, fingertips mapping every defined muscle. anakin fits against you perfectly, hard lines anchoring your softer curves.

finding your core ready and dripping, he eases inside with a gasp. you cling to each other, lost in sensation as anakin sets a steady rhythm. his whispers of love and affection in your ear wash over you, only increasing bliss. fingers entwining, you lose track of where you end and he begins, pleasure spiraling higher.

soon he hits that delicious gummy spot inside, lips claiming yours to swallow your cries. you’re so close, walls fluttering around anakin’s thick length. “let go for me, angel,” he urges, deepening his strokes. with a few presses more you break apart, wave after wave crashing through your joined bodies.

anakin follows soon after with a muffled groan, pulsing hot release inside you. for long moments you simply breathe together, coming down from ecstasy. he kisses your hair tenderly as you nuzzle into his strong arms, safe and sated.

later you both lie watching the city lights beyond your window, anakin absently playing with strands of your hair. “you’re the most gorgeous girl ever,” he whispers, pressing a lingering kiss to your lips. you beam, fondly caressing his cheek.

“i love you, ani. don’t ever doubt it, nerd and all,” you slightly tease. anakin chuckles, tracing idle patterns across your bare skin. “and i love you, always.” his sure gaze holds steady promises for your future together as you drift off in his secure embrace, knowing how lucky you are to have found true love within his tender heart.

[titaniasfairy]

You asked for prompts, so here’s one-

How about playing with anakin’s nipples until he cries and cums? Just tease him until he turns into a pathetic, overstimulated mess?

oh my god yessss

i missed writing for sub ani :((

18+ MDNI

cw: sub!ani, gn!reader, overstim, nipple play, cum eating, anakin is a whiny mess

he sits there with his back up against your chest on the bed, ani’s head leaning back on your shoulder with his tuft locks splayed around his pretty face that’s scrunched up in bliss :((

your fingers dancing along his soft skin, slightly tickling him and making his hips buck. you coo sweet nothings in his ear and kiss the top of his head to calm him down but nothing is working, he’s just too needy!!

he’ll whine out pleas that just sound like begging nonsense, a combination of “please”, “mmh!”, and incoherent whines are all that can leave his mouth.

his cock sits heavy and abandoned against his toned abs and bobs whenever your fingers touch the sweet spot of his neck or his collarbones. anakin’s tip leaks out sticky pre-cum while you tease along his tummy, avoiding what he wants you to touch so badly.

you slowly run your fingers along his hardened nipples, just to see his reaction. you’re met with a loan moan from ani and the sudden bucking of hips into the air. his cock flexes and thrusts into nothingness at this newfound pleasure.

you can’t help but chuckle at his reaction in surprise, you had no idea your pretty boy would like it this much :((

to tease him even more, your fingers begin to pinch his pretty pink buds, squeezing ever so slightly. anakin’s eyes squeeze shut and his mouth opens wide to let out a wanton moan.

“oh- fuck! i’m gonna-”

and with another hard pinch of his nipples, anakin thrusts his hips and cums from practically nothing. anakin’s cock release his load in long white ropes of cum, sticking to his abdomen. his breathing is heavy and his jaw is slack from moaning out pathetic pleas.

your hands move from his chest and slide up to his cheeks, wiping off the tears of overstimulation he always makes when he cums. your thumbs stroke his scarred face and graze across his lips. ever the one to please you, anakin gladly takes your thumb into his wet mouth and sucks lightly on your digit.

“oh ani.. look at the mess you’ve made. you gonna help me clean it up?”

he nods slowly, still tired from his orgasm. your free hand pats his cheek to signal anakin to open his mouth and release your thumb. with your thumb now slick, you slide it to his cum-covered stomach and collect as much of it as you can on your thumb and bring it back up to anakin’s mouth.

ani takes your thumb back into his mouth and licks his load from it, his tongue lapping up at his own release to clean it up.

“such a good boy, ani. think you can give me one more?”

ty for the ask!!

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[queenie-official]

Do you have any Anakin writer/fic recs?

absolutely i do! so i recommend anything from these creators

@luminoustarlight

@healmydesires

@st4rfckerz

@everydaydreamer

@bunnylovesani

@fuckmyskywalker

@antxlss

@faexfilms

@anilovie

@stargirl-writes

these are my mutuals & besties and i’m telling you they have mastered the craft of writing for Ani!

also i’m sure some lovely people will see this post and put some recs as well! 💋💋

[urlocalfandommom]

tumblr writers who use small font write the best smut… i will not be taking any further comments.

honourable mentions:

@hanasnx @slutforln4 @murdrdocs @userlando @pedantic-poison @evielmostdefinitely @st4rfckerz

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[st4rfckerz]

2:37 am | stepbro!anakin x reader (pt. 1)

word count: 2.5k

warnings: MDNI 18+, dubcon, stepcest, dry humping, slight aftercare, dead dove do not eat.

summary: during a sleepless night, your stepbrother, anakin comes to your aid.

a/n: this is inspired by a video i saw on twitter AND a dream i had, so i just had to write about it.

pt. 2 here

you never expected your father to remarry after your parents' divorce. but much to your surprise, your father did just that. not only did he remarry, but he also brought a new family into your life - a stepbrother named anakin.

you quickly learned that anakin had a troubled past. he's always got some new story about a friend getting arrested, an incident involving drugs or something else. despite his antics, you couldn't help but find him attractive, his messy hair, constant teasing, and his intense gaze all got you feeling hot under the collar. but you knew he was off-limits as he was your stepbrother, and your feelings for him were something you tried hard to suppress.

it was another sleepless night. you were reading a book in bed, trying to get your mind off the fact that sleeping is just not something your body wants to do. you were wide awake.

you set the book down and looked at the clock that stayed on your nightstand.

2:37 am.

you let out a heavy sigh, then you set the book down and leaned back in your bed, trying your best to focus back on the book. but, as always, your mind was elsewhere.

your thoughts were abruptly interrupted as you heard a few light knocks at your bedroom door.

"who else could be awake this late?" you thought to yourself. after placing your book on your bed, you went to open the door. you slowly open it and raise your head to see anakin.

"you're still up." anakin says in a whisper, his voice quiet and deep. the faint glow of your lamp's warm light illuminated his face, displaying a small grin pulling at his lips. anakin crosses his arms and leans against your doorframe.

"couldn't sleep," you respond softly, trying to keep your voice quiet. "what about you?" you try not to feel intimated as anakin's eyes carefully scanned yours. although his body was slumped slightly against the wall, he still appeared to be towering over you.

"couldn't sleep either, can i come in?" he asks. you stepped to the side, out of his way, and watched as he walked slowly into your room. anakin glanced around your room as you silently closed your door. his gaze lands on the book lying on your bed.

"catcher and the rye?" anakin asked curiously. smirk on his face and his eyebrow raised. he flips through a few pages before taking a seat on the side of your bed.

"i've read about five chapters tonight," you sigh, taking a seat next to him. "still not tired."

anakin snickered quietly before sitting down next to you. he gave you a look that was difficult to interpret until he spoke again.

"it's your little boyfriend again, isn't it?" anakin said as he shifted in his seat. it was as if he was trying to find a more comfortable position to be in. his knee accidentally knocked yours, making your body tense up slightly. he knew exactly what he was doing.

"yeah," you huff defeatedly. "there's just been a lack of communication i guess." you look down at your fingers that rest on your lap, avoiding anakin's lingering gaze.

you often complained to anakin about your boyfriend and how you felt he was treating you unfairly. anakin didn't like your boyfriend and he would often tease you, hinting at how he felt about him. anakin secretly wished that he could have your attention instead.

a small chuckle erupts from anakin's throat. "he doesn't fuck you." he says bluntly. you quickly snap your head up, your wide eyes meeting his. your silence speaks volumes, your attempt to find words faltering before they even leave your lips. the room fills with a charged tension as your face turns hot and pink, a flush of embarrassment spreading across your cheeks.

"maybe." you reply quietly as you look back down at your lap. as embarrassing as it was, you knew anakin wasn't wrong. your boyfriend never made you cum. ever.

anakin knew immediately what he was doing to you. in fact, anakin knew exactly what was really going on in your mind and it was a bit too obvious. he could tell you were sexually frustrated by the way you always avoided his intense eye contact and how you blushed nearly everytime he'd speak to you.

"when was the last time you came?" anakin asks. he drops his head down lower, you could feel his breath on your neck as he spoke.

"i-i don't know." you stutter. your heart begins to race as anakin interrogated you. anakin's eyes moved up and down your body. he saw how nervous you were starting to get and he liked it.

"poor girl, must be really frustrating, hm?" his lips come even closer to your ear, so close that they're almost brushing against your skin. "i can fix that..." he whispers.

"anakin, what are you talking about?" you lean your body away from his.

anakin saw that you tried to lean away but he stopped you. with a firmer grip, he grabbed you by the waist and pulled you closer to him. he lowered his lips to your ear again and spoke.

"you know what i'm talking about, and you know exactly what i can help you with." he purred with a sly smile. "i've seen the way you look at me." you feel his hand slowly traveled towards your exposed thighs.

"anakin sto-" anakin was relentless. you tried to push him away and he fought back. anakin's hand tightened on the side of your face, gripping your chin with force. his lips pressed firmly against yours. your mind went blank and for a moment and you felt a certain excitement building up inside you, despite the fact that you felt guilty about what you were doing. you tried to think of your boyfriend and how this would only make things worse, but those thoughts slowly faded away. you wanted this.

anakin's firm hold on your jaw started to relax as his lips devoured yours. as the kiss continued, his arm that was tightly wrapped around your waist was released and his hand traveled towards your thigh once again, his fingers gently rubbing the skin.

"just let me help." anakin spoke in a slightly deeper, more enticing tone than before. you felt his warm breath on your skin as he softly kissed down your neck, his tongue slowly making its way up your neck. his hand moved to your hair, gently rubbing the back of your head as you felt his fingers slowly creep towards your inner thigh. your veins are filled with an increased level of arousal, and you can feel it pooling in your panties.

the sound of your heart pumping and adrenaline coursing through your body overwhelmed your thoughts. the need to become as close to anakin as possible overtook everything else.

anakin brought you both higher up on your bed and you lay on top of him, his hands wrapping around your arms as he pulled you closer. his lips tasted so sweet and as soon as your tongues met, you felt a rush of sensations, like never before. your breath was taken and your heart pounded in your chest. he moaned softly and you felt him grasp at your hips, pulling you closer to him.

anakin's hands slowly slide down your waist. with a firm and assertive touch, he begins to skillfully remove your shorts, his fingers deftly unfastening the garment and sliding it down your legs.

the sensation of cool air against your exposed skin only intensifies the heat that envelopes them. the tingling anticipation courses through your veins as you remain seated on anakin's lap, your kiss unbroken.

anakin's touch is both possessive and tender, his hands trailing up your legs, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake.

he pulls away from the kiss before speaking again, "lift yourself up." he said in a soft and low voice, a slight smile forming on his face. you did as he asked and he quickly removed his black, plaid pajama pants. anakin's boxer-clad erection protruded against the fabric, stealing your attention.

"eyes up here, angel." he teases with a knowing smile playing on his lips. anakin's gaze held yours captive, his dark eyes filled with an irrepressible hunger. he pulls you back over towards him, his body against yours.

as you settle back down against anakin's bulge, a soft, involuntary moan escapes your lips.  the sensation of his throbbing length pressing against your drooling cunt sends a jolt of arousal through your body, a sweet ache of desire stirs your senses.

a smug grin dances upon anakin's lips as he observes your reaction, relishing in the control he holds over you.

"just follow me." he whispers. you had no words to say and did as he instructed. you nodded your head to let him know that you heard and understood him. with a firm but gentle touch, anakin's hands find their way to the small of your back, guiding your movements and synchronizing your rhythm. a low, throaty moan escapes his lips.

"fuck." anakin breathes out.

with each rut of your hips, the pleasure builds, your bodies moving in sync. the friction between you and anakin heightens the sensations pulsing through your bodies. a wet patch grows on your panties, a clear sign of your arousal.

anakin's eyes beam with amusement as he grazes his fingertips along the damp fabric.

"god, look at that," he purrs. his touch is feather-light, tracing the outline of the wet patch, sending shivers of anticipation through your body. "you're killing me." anakin lulls his head back against your headboard, catching his bottom lip in between his teeth. his eyes were glued to the way your hot pussy rocked so deliciously against his throbbing cock.

your head hangs low, and your breaths become shallow and little whimpers escape your parted lips.

"feel good?" anakin asks. you nod your head in response. "use your words baby." his words send a spark of electricity down to your core.

"y-yes, feels s'good ani." you pant. anakin groans quietly when he hears you refer to him by his nickname.

"that's my girl." he coos. with a sudden flick of his wrist, anakin lifts up your small shirt, exposing your breasts to him. anakin's lips latch onto one of your exposed nipples, his tongue swirling around the sensitive bud. he alternates between gentle sucks and flicks of his tongue, coaxing the sweetest moans from your lips. simultaneously, his free hand palms the other breast, squeezing and massaging it with a firm grip. your back arches instinctively, pushing your chest further into his mouth as you drown in the sensations he evokes.

"ani, i'm close," you whimper as you feel that long forgotten coil begin to form in the pit of your stomach.

anakin removes his big hand from your nipple and returns it to the fat of your thigh. your bodies move in sync, the rhythm building with a fervent need. anakin's grip on your thighs remain unyielding, his strength displaying the control he holds over the both of you.

"let it go angel, cum for me." anakin mewls. you could tell he was close to his own orgasm by the way his stomach repeatedly flexed under your hands.

the knot in your stomach finally snaps, releasing a wave of pleasure that courses through your body. a loud, unrestrained moan escapes your lips, but before the sound can fully escape into the air, anakin's hand swiftly clamps across your mouth, muffling the sound.

"shhh, we don't need anyone hearing us." anakin whispers. as the sound is stifled, anakin's own release crashes over him. his body tenses, muscles contracting as he spills his seed into his boxers.

"s-shit," a string of filthy whimpers escape anakin's lips. you take in deep, ragged breaths, your body still humming with the aftershocks of pleasure.

anakin gently brushes a strand of your sweaty hair away from your forehead, his touch tender and reassuring. he can feel the rapid rise and fall of your chest as you breathe heavily, your body slowly coming down from the intensity of your shared orgasm. anakin's arms instinctively tighten around your waist as you rest your forehead against his shoulder.

"you feel better?" anakin's voice, quiet and breathy, breaks through the silence that envelops the room.

"so much better." you respond with a light chuckle. anakin gently tugs you away from his shoulder. his eyes locking onto the dampness spreading across your underwear. the sight of the wet spot elicits a mischievous smirk from his lips.

"yeah i can tell." he jokes. his fingers trail along the edges of the wet patch, the fabric damp and clinging to your sensitive skin.

"here, let me help you with these." after easing you off of him and onto your feet, anakin sits on the side of the bed. he helps you take off your stained panties, his touch gentle and considerate, his fingers sliding under the fabric to ease it down.

anakin's gaze lingers for a moment, taking in the sight of your glistening folds. with a shaking breath, he quickly turns around, his heart pounding as he retrieves his pajama pants. facing away from you, he slips them back on, his movements slightly hurried as he tries to regain his composure. anakin's pants hang loosely on his hips, the fabric draping casually over his slender frame.

you change into clean underwear and pull on your discarded shorts that resided on the ground. the soft fabric glides against your skin, providing a gentle caress that contrasts with the electric tension that still lingers in the air.

as you turn back around, you see anakin holding your soaked underwear in his hands. you felt embarrassed and awkward at this moment yet anakin's face was filled with a slight smile.

"i'll put these in the laundry room for you." he smiles as he makes his way towards you. a wave of comfort sweeps over you as anakin pulls the cozy comforter over your body after you climb into bed. you feel safe in anakin's presence, his protective nature always made your chest feel fuzzy.

leaning down, anakin's lips press against your forehead. the weight of his lips against your skin sends a jolt of warmth through your body, a sweet sensation that lingers even after his touch is gone.

"thank you, ani." your voice was soft, and almost innocent, considering what had just occurred in your room. anakin turns on his heel, making his way towards the door. the sight of his retreating figure stirs a whirlwind of emotions within you.

anakin steps into the hallway, he glances back, his eyes meeting yours displaying a glint of affection.

"sleep well sis." anakin smiles and closes the door behind him, leaving you snuggled comfortably in your bed.

he locked the door after leaving you to sleep and walked straight into his room, not even taking a look at the laundry room.

as you fell asleep, you wondered how this would affect your relationship and you hoped that anakin wouldn't tell anyone. you thought back on the event, still flushed with guilt, yet something about it felt different. something felt good about it, despite its wrong-ness.

[hanasnx]

my thirsts for scott barringer are closed <3

i had a couple thirst messages for scott so i’ve compiled them here bcos i want to give them responses, but i didn’t wanna answer them indiv:

— via @xstarkillerx.

ngl donnie i gatekeep the shit out of your asks bcos theyre always so good. like id come into my box just to stare at this bcos oh my god. hooking his big long fingers in your mouth and making you look dumb and sound dumb bcos he makes you speak through it. "you look like a fish on a hook, you know that?" and you can only whine indignantly at him. if he wasn't mean to you, how could he justify making you feel good? fucking bars, donnie. fucking bars.

"your word is law" that's right baby that's the stuff right there. i do love the trope of a virgin who strays from her path of purity bcos a pretty boy set out to challenge it. scott talking about how her legs are "locked at the knee" when discussing her with his step sister.

maybe it's cos two girls were into scott at the same time in the show, he gives me poly vibes. a boy with two girlfriends simply because he couldn't decide between them quick enough for their liking, so they take the decision out of his hands in a less traditional sense. i wanna see him fuck the stepsister and the principle's daughter at the same time. make all three of them kiss at the same time :)

— via @st4rfckerz.

scott. you are such a window-enterer. i can see how his big hand covers your mouth because "shh, we gotta be quiet." rutting into you as you're folded over yourself. "daddy might chase me out with his twelve gauge. serves me right for touching his perfect daughter, huh?"

thank you, i appreciate it :) scott looks like he belongs with a short gf man he just loves bullying you. pushing you around and tugging at your hair. calling you his "little girl" and keeping both your hands pinned in just one of his 😵‍💫

[fuckmyskywalker]

anya do you wanna make out

Nai, don't test me. I'm drinking and I might get intense.

[darthgloris]

150 Follower Special

Hi!! Thanks to everyone who finally got me to my first milestone and a special thank you to my mutuals whom I love so so much ❤❤

For my first time organizing an event I'm gonna open up songfic requests for Star Wars characters! Thanks so much @fuckmyskywalker for the lovely inspiration, and of course my mutuals are welcome to participate!!

The rules are the following:

Song genres accepted: movie soundtracks, love songs, classical music

Fic genres accepted: fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, mild!smut

How to request: you must write Title - Composer/Singer, and whether or not you want it to be an AU, and if yes, which one (e.g. Anakin Skywalker, Can't Take My Eyes Off You - Frankie Valli, college AU; Waltz no. 2 - Shostakovich, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Viennese ballroom dance AU)

Characters I write for: Anakin Skywalker, Obi-Wan Kenobi, suitless!unburnt!Vader, Luke Skywalker, Princess Leia, Ahsoka Tano

Last day of event: 2nd Jan, 2024

Mutuals only section!

For my lovely and beautiful mutuals, whom I hope will be able to participate in the event, will be allowed to request letters from a SFW/NSFW alphabet based on an AU character from this list!

(e.g. suitless!Vader, arranged marriage AU, letter I of the SFW alphabet)

Mutual taglist:

@fuckmyskywalker

@antxlss

@zapernz

@anakin-skywalker-always

@st4rfckerz

@kingdomhate

@radiantvader

@bwemph

[murdrdocs]

we're all suffering on our periods together 😭

no the period monster got you too ???? WHYYY

[cosmicanakin]

Nerdy anakin 🙏🙏🙏

unexpected birthday surprise.

pairing. nerd!anakin x female reader.

outline. anakin's heartfelt birthday surprise leaves you feeling loved and cherished. and you were sure this day was one you'll never forget.

warning(s). fluff, soft!anakin, slight angst, and emotional vulnerability.

authors note. forever thanking nai @st4rfckerz for nerd!anakin <3 also not sure how you wanted this to turn out anon babe but i hope you enjoy ! 💝

It was your birthday, and as usual, you didn’t have any special plans. Growing up, your family had never really made a big deal out of birthdays, and now that you were on your own, the day often passed without much fanfare. But this year, things were a little different.

You shared a small apartment with your boyfriend, Anakin, a brilliant but socially awkward computer science major who you’d met in one of your classes. Anakin was hopelessly in love with you, and he had made it his mission to shower you with affection and attention, even when you protested that you didn’t need or want to be spoiled.

As you walked through the front door of your shared apartment, you stopped short, eyes widening in surprise. The entire place was decorated with streamers, balloons, and a large “Happy Birthday!”banner hung across the living room wall. Soft music filled the air, and the aroma of something delicious wafted in from the kitchen.

“Anakin?” you called out, your voice laced with confusion and a touch of panic. “What's going on?”

Suddenly, Anakin appeared from the kitchen, a wide grin plastered across his face. He was wearing a silly party hat and holding a cupcake with a single lit candle.

“Surprise!” he exclaimed, practically bouncing with excitement. “Happy birthday, Y/N!”

You stared at him, mouth agape, as he approached you, holding the cupcake out towards you.

“I…I don't understand,” you stammered, your eyes darting around the room. “You didn't have to do all this, honey.”

Anakin’s face fell slightly, and he paused, his brow furrowing in concern. “But I wanted to,” he said softly, his blue eyes searching your face. “I know how much you hate making a big deal out of your birthday, but I just…I wanted to do something special for you, to show you how much you mean to me.”

You felt your heart swell with emotion, and before you could stop yourself, you felt tears welling up in your eyes. Anakin’s face fell further, and he quickly set the cupcake down on a nearby table, reaching out to take your hands in his.

“Hey, hey, what’s wrong?” he asked, his voice laced with worry. “Did I do something wrong? I’m sorry, I just thought–”

You shook your head quickly, squeezing his hands reassuringly. “No, no, Anakin, it’s not that at all,” you said, your voice soft. “It’s just…no one’s ever done anything like this for me before.”

Anakin's expression softened, and he reached up to gently wipe away a stray tear from your cheek. “Well, that’s about to change,” he said, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips. “Because from now on, I’m going to do everything in my power to make sure you never have another birthday without feeling special.”

You felt a fresh wave of tears threatening to spill over, and you surged forward, wrapping your arms around Anakin’s torso and burying your face in his chest. He immediately enveloped you in a warm, comforting embrace, holding you close as you let the tears flow.

“Thank you, Anakin,” you murmured, your voice thick with emotion. “I love you so much.”

“I love you too, babe,” he whispered, pressing a gentle kiss to the top of your head. “And I’m never going to stop showing you how much you mean to me.”

After a few moments, you pulled back, wiping at your eyes with a sheepish smile. “Okay, so what else do you have planned for my birthday celebration?” you asked, your voice light and teasing.

Anakin’s face lit up, and he practically bounced on the balls of his feet. “Well, since you asked…” he said, grinning mischievously. “I made your favorite dinner, and I have a whole stack of your favorite movies ready to go. And of course, we can’t forget the cake!”

He dashed back into the kitchen, returning a moment later with a beautifully decorated cake, complete with your name written in icing. He set it down on the coffee table, then turned to you, his eyes shining with excitement.

“And that’s not all!” he exclaimed, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a small, neatly wrapped present. “I have a gift for you, too.”

You felt your heart skip a beat as he handed you the package, and you carefully unwrapped it, your eyes widening as you revealed a beautiful silver necklace, with a delicate pendant in the shape of a flower, your favorite one at that.

“Anakin, it’s…it’s beautiful,” you breathed, running your fingers over the intricate design.

He beamed, reaching out to gently clasp the necklace around your neck. “I saw it and thought of you,” he said softly, his fingers lingering on the pendant. “It’s a little reminder for you,” he gently points a finger at your chest. “to always know how brilliant and amazing you are.”

You felt the tears welling up again, and this time, you didn’t bother trying to hold them back. Anakin’s face fell again, and he immediately pulled you into another tight hug.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” he asked, his voice laced with concern. “Was it something I said?”

You shook your head, burying your face in the crook of his neck. “No, Anakin, you didn’t do anything wrong,”you assured him, your voice a little muffled. “These are happy tears, I promise.”

You felt him relax, and he pressed a gentle kiss to your temple.

“Good,” he murmured, his voice filled with relief. “Because I never want to be the cause of your tears, Y/N. I just want to make you happy, always.”

You pulled back, gazing up at him with a warm, loving smile. “You already do, Anakin,” you said softly. “More than you’ll ever know.”

With that, you pulled him in for a deep, passionate kiss, your hands tangling in his messy curls as you savored the feeling of his lips on yours. When you finally broke apart, you were both beaming, your foreheads resting together.

“Happy birthday, baby,” Anakin whispered, his breath ghosting over your lips.

“Thank you, Ani,” you murmured, your heart overflowing with love and gratitude. “This is the best birthday I’ve ever had.”

And as the two of you embraced, surrounded by the festive decorations and the delicious scent of Anakin's homemade cooking, you knew that this was only the beginning of a lifetime of birthdays and celebrations spent together, making memories and building a future filled with love and happiness.