#yandere obi wan kenobi imagine

[knullanon]

Hey can I request a stars wars obi-wan platonic with reader

a/n: I'm gonna try to add in more characters than the ones I'm thinking about so have some platonic headcannons

words: 1181

warnings: kind of stalking?, lmk if I missed any!

I can't see him finding someone he really cares about anywhere besides the temple, especially considering the fact of how many padawans there were during the war with their own squadrons and stuff

he probably found you through someone else, through a meet up with a different battalion for a certain mission. or maybe he found out about you through just walking through the temple.

either way, he gets intrigued by something. you're fighting style? your personality? just something about you puts him off, not in a "I should be suspicious of this person", but in a "why is this person like this?"

after whatever mission or meeting is over, he will continue to pursue you. at first, you thought it was just because he found you suspicious. did he think you were working with the CIS? you really hoped not, after all, he is on the council. was he trying to get you kicked out?

while your panicking over your loyalties and how you can prove him wrong (if he even is thinking that way, which we know he isn't), obi wan is just trying to figure out how he can either elevate you to a position where he can talk more freely with you, or convince you that he's needs your help again for another mission.

of course, while it's in his mind, he really doesn't want to use lethal force against your master just to become your master. he knows there are better ways at solving this, so he has to come up with a plan.

he decides that maybe he shouldn't be fully alone in his thoughts, and while he doesn't tell anakin the full story, he does say that he has a few worries about your master, and how he thinks you would be better suited as his padawan.

while anakin is skeptical, especially since you were only almost a year and a half until becoming a jedi knight, but is convinced when obi wan brings up the fact that even he was deemed to late to bring into the order.

so through some bullshit and possibly funny hijinks between obi wan and anakin, your master is put out of the game. whether thats because he was critically injured, or if they actually just killed him, or (what probably ends up happening) is ruining his reputation so bad that it's the order that kicks them out.

while your panicking even more because who would want a padawan who's former master got kicked out of the order, obi wan is able to convince the council he could take you under his lineage. while the council was originally planning on giving you to plo koon, they are totally cool with obi wan taking over.

I mean, it's obi wan, why the hell should they worry?

after you hear of obi wans plan you're relieved. you can continue your training without the worry of the stigma to you caused by your former master, and your new master is one who's revered by the whole temple! of course you wouldn't say no.

after you've been accepted under obi wan, everything becomes more mellowed out. every worry you've had you've been able to talk with obi wan about, every single issue you've had with lightsabers has been fixed by him. you're so happy that everything has worked out.

anakin, while suspicious, doesn't say anything on the fact that obi wan seems too happy that everything has worked out. in fact, he forgets about his doubts because he realizes that he likes to spar with you.

and obi wan? obi wan is just happy everything has worked out so well. he's much more stricter than other masters, and definitely not as lenient as anakin and ahsoka, but he's not like c'baoth strict.

anytime that there's a battle, and he doesn't know where you are exactly, it worries him. in fact, it's one of the things he's confided in you, so you try your best to stay nearby, even if it does hamper your own training.

he also gets worried about when you aren't nearby him in general. for example, you remember one time when you and ahsoka were somewhere in a town during a mission, you had forgotten to answer his one com message, and when you finally checked you comm, there was a bunch of missed calls. while you immediately commed him back, it did make you start to ask him permission for things.

another thing that you found weird, or 'overbearing', was he was very against you fighting enemies alone, as well. even if they were just small time soldiers or bounty hunters, he would ask of you to try and avoid confrontations as a whole.

one time, when you and ahsoka were sparring, he saw ahsoka almost hit you with (what he assumed to be) a spare piece of metal that was put up against the wall with the force. while you obviously dodged and sliced it in half, he gave both of you a warning and told you not to do that again, unless it was under an order.

while all of it was more stricter and harsh than your former master, or any master in general, it wasn't like you were going to leave because of a few rules he wanted you to follow! besides, they weren't as bad as compared to others, like c'boath.

however, one day, while you're waiting for obi wan to finish something on a mission, someone approaches you and asks to talk to you. while you're apprehensive, your alarm bells start ringing as soon as you see it's your former master.

you were going to walk away, until they tell you that they weren't there to plead their case to you. that caught your attention. you turned back around, and while you were still suspicious, you let them talk.

they told you about after the first mission with obi wan, they told you about how obi wan was always approaching them about you. while originally they thought it was because he didn't like you, he soon realized it was something much bigger than that.

before he could get any further, anakin and ahsoka appear, and that scares off your former master. while they hurry off, anakin and ahsoka are just as confused as you.

while your relationship with obi wan doesn't change really, at all, it's something that keeps in your mind even as you can't seem to find your former master anywhere.

eventually, you give up the hunt after a while of dead ends. there is no point in finding out something that doesn't seem to exist. maybe they were trying to plead their case, but in a way that demonized obi wan.

overall, obi wan isn't the worst person to have looking over your shoulder, as he's not so overbearing it's increasingly noticeable, and he treats his issues not with other people, but with you. however, he does get rid of anything and everything that could lead to people discovering the true reason why you even became his padawan.

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man I have to start doing other fandoms this was kinda fun

[kavaeroexe]

Yandere Star Wars characters when they find out your pregnant and someone threatens you?

OOOOO ANOTHER YANDERE PORTION-

warning: typos, bad grammar  

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Anakin Skywalker

“I’m sorry Y/N, can you repeat what you said?” he actually stuttered at his words, looking at you who’s inhaling, and then speaking, “I’m pregnant” there you said it again.

he went silent for a moment, his chest hurting, but then he looked at you and smiled. “Congratulation... I don’t know what to say, but I’m happy for you” he replied, he look at you smiling, but something was off...

He knows something’s off, something wrong.

why are your hands shaking?

well, he felt lost and broken a bit to know that you're pregnant

but he felt that he can do something that he still could do to make you his and only his

your shaking hands, there's something about it

to think again, your face is pretty pale

there's something with you, and perhaps, this pregnancy.

So he starts his searching all day, just to find out what's happening to you

where did you go for the last few weeks, who do you often meet up with, and what did you do for the last few weeks

so when he knows someone threatens you and makes you pregnant without the single of your consent (or you're being fooled by his love and you grow uncomfortable)

oh he goes mad

he starts with killing the man, no mercy when it is about your safety as always

then when you got the news, he'll look after your condition from day to day, and after you said you want to take care of the child, he grows to also like the child on your belly

"who's the favorite child? yes, it's you!"

once you feel a lot more comfortable with him, he loves every time you instant cling to him because of something that you think is threatening you

he finds it the best achievement of his effort to win your heart when you said that you love him, and thank him for everything.

the bigger your belly is passed every month, the more he loves to kiss your belly in private time

when he finds that you're in danger, he finds him more scared of losing you, remembering how fragile you are, he always rushing to find a way to save you

when he's finally able, he'll hug you tightly, remembering how he could have just lost you forever

“Y/N? Y/N!” he shouted, walking from one place to another. When he saw those slow, soft footsteps, he felt relieved, he was able to save you, he then hugs you and greets you with a big smile he could give to you, stroking your head and then placing a kiss on your forehead.

 “Thank god you’re here, are you alright? how about the baby? we should get you to the medbay as soon as possible.” he spoke and then carried you to get back to the ship.

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Obi-wan Kenobi

“Why are you being so distant these days?” he spoke for the first time after all of this time you being ignorant and trying to avoid him, you look at him, and you can’t stand his face.

“you avoid me, you don’t want to talk with me, or even look at me, did I do something wrong?”

you shrugged your shoulder and then sighed. “I don’t want to mess anything up” you replied, but he quickly places his hand on both of your shoulders and then talk to you by whispering...

“Is it because you’re pregnant?”

You stopped moving for a moment, just to look at Obi-wan and a bit of glaring at him, but he's your close friend for years

He understands your glare.

having a good connection and being a very close friend to Obi, you guys know a lot about each other

especially habit

Obi is a very detailed person, especially you

you're very close to him, the precious well-being he got

you give a different glare every day based on your mood, and he knows which one is good, bad, worried, scared, confident, hate, etc...

he knows everything about your newest condition, and he knows that you’re pregnant

but the first day he received the news and wants to congratulate you, you avoid him as much as you can, and sometimes just straight-up run away from him

so then he decides to search on what’s going on about you, or try to get help with his connection, makes it easier if you’re a popular person or an important figure.

so when he already knows what’s happening to you and who threatens you, he immediately researches the person as soon as possible

he deals with it and makes sure that the person has a scandal with the separatist because if he does, everything will go well for him

He solves it pretty quick

So when he's done with him, now he has to take care of you

When you received the news that you're no longer getting threatened, you could open up to Obi-wan again

In fact, you're the one telling him about your condition first as soon as possible

Now that you might possibly know that he's the one taking care of the one threat you, you can feel safe, extremely safe

Well you usually feel safe around him, but when it’s around your pregnancy time, your awareness of people increases, but you can feel relieved and safe when you're with Obi

And soon you realize he actually likes you

All of this time and he didn't tell me?

You thought he can't have love feelings so you don't want to bother him so much

Why don't he tells it you from the start?

Oke anyways, who cares?

I’m sure he's once asked are you sure to keep your child

When the moment you said yes, he definitely will support you, and help you from the start

From you waking up until you close your eyes again, and if he's free, he'll help you with everything she could

But sometimes when he needs to go because of a mission, there are some times for you when you got into an unwanted accident.

But with his help and your will to stay alive, you sometimes can handle the situation pretty well

"Obi? Obi!! " you shout, holding a blaster and passing each hall to look at Obi, when you beard a slashing sound and a droid crashing sounds, you immediately get closer to the source of the sound, but you hide until the fight ends

You could hear the sound of the lightsaber turned off, then you walked in to see who is it

"Y/N? You're safe!! " he approaches you and greets you with a hug, and then looks at you with a relieved face

"How are you? Can you still walk to go to the ship? If you can't.. "

"I could still walk! It’s okay, I just need your arms to incase I lose my balance to get the way to the ship"

"Sure thing"

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Luke Skywalker

"You're becoming a bit strange lately, you vomit often...  Do you not like it here? " Luke asked innocently, sitting right beside you, who's holding a big pillow on the bench

You gulped a bit, and then looking at Luke, next you shake your head "I think just the wind... It'll be over soon.. " you replied, patting Luke's head and then let out a chuckle

"Did somebody threaten you about something? You look pale and... You're not as open to me as you used to... "

he knows what's wrong with you

well he asked Leia anyway, so.

you're pregnant, that’s it

it’s just you hide it well beside the vomit

that vomit giving him enough clue what's going on to you

well he’s sad, disappointed, like why would you hide such things from him, do you not trust him? do you scared of him?

he then tries to find the reason behind all of this, who did that to you, and since when

actually since is not even important to him, no matter the time, since when, if it’s something bad happen to you, he doesn’t think he could hold himself any longer

you guys think he can’t just hurt people for his desire?

of course, he actually can, yandere remember?

on the other side, he’ll slowly make you open up to him, like comforting, and loves to take time for you so that you can talk about your problem or your pregnancy

if he can make you open up, he’ll be super caring since you already trust him by saying super important things

when you let him be around you, even more, he’ll cling even more

to the point where you don’t even realize that the person threatening you has vanished from the world

to the point he’s the only person you could trust around with the little baby in your belly

if something happens to you, he’ll immediately try to save you, keep you safe and kill the person that makes you in danger, your safety is his top priority

when you said he can be a father, he’s over the sky

imagine the butterfly tho

loves loves loves to carry you with the help of the force

also when you sleep, he’ll put millions of blankets so you can sleep comfortably, maybe for your back or when you get cold

grant every single of your wish

even though you’re not that needy since you understand the surrounding situation

when the whole rebellion knows, oh god everybody starts to hope they could see the little baby face

congratulation, the whole rebellion cares for you now from sunrise until another sunrise again.

“Where is Luke?” you asked after Leia puts you in a safe position, but Luke appeared before Leia could even answer your question.

“Wow Luke..” you greet, looking at him and then shrugging your shoulder, “Your whole clothes are in blood, where have you been?” you asked, showing no sign of disgust or scared, and not even worrying, cause you know Luke is fine, he doesn’t show any sign of injuries

“NO NO DON’T COME NEAR ME-” there you go, looking at him try to hide and put some distance

“why the kark are you doing that, I mean rather than doing that, I guess you need to clean yourself first” you replied, the next second he walks away, and then you sit

around 5 minutes after you sit, somebody closes your eyes with their hands, smells like fresh soap, but Luke just got away a few mins ago

“who is this...? okay if I’m correct I’ll get 20 credits, but if I’m wrong, you’ll get anything you want, alright- you’re Han.”

you could feel that hands about to get away from your eyes, but then you pull it again, “I’m not stupid, Luke.” the second you see his face, you hold your laugh. 

heh, look at that disappointed face giving you 20 credits, funny face, you like that

“Your hands smell fragrant, that means you just took a shower to clean yourself, who else? besides Han never really get his hands clean or smell good”

“Yall saying what about me?”

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Din Djarin

“You’re hiding something, aren’t you?” he asked while holding Grogu and putting him to sleep, you gulped for a moment, and then you shake your head. “No, not at all, why would I hide something when I can rely upon myself to you?”

“....” he went silent before he hummed and then he go up to turn razor crest on and prepare to take off to the next planet, for the next journey.

"tell me if there's something wrong," he claimed before he focused himself on controlling Razor Crest.

well he noticed something wrong from the start since he's visiting you on the earth (As you guys are a close buddy) and before you start your journey with him.

you're not this quiet before, so something must be wrong

but he doesn't want to talk that he tried to search more or less what's wrong

only took some time until he founds out what happen

so all of this time, you don't want to say it so he doesn't need to worry and you maybe need some time until you're able to open up about this matter

but you don't have to open up about it

now that he already knows

it’s easy to take care of it, really, he just needs to make sure that you should never know that he’s doing all of these just for you, killing, making people suffer, for your freedom, so that you deserve better.

let it be a secret just for him.

one day he just confronts you and asks if you’re truly pregnant

who are you to deny it when he already knows?

the next second, he starts to give you more comfortable places, warm clothes, and try to get a portion of good food for you and your baby.

literally checks on you every second, because he’s super worried that he might make you uncomfortable or hurt in any way, he never likes that.

“Are you okay?”

“I’m going outside, need anything?”

“Are you comfortable enough?”

“How’s your condition?”

“Feel any better?”

“Something’s wrong?”

when he needs to face again the situation where you’re in danger, he’ll rage more than he did the last time

he kills everybody that including your matter, right after he got enough information

but all of that rage and brutality fades away the moment he saw you, he’ll hold you tight and also hold your belly, to make sure it’s fine.

a sound of a door opening surprise you that are being locked, showing a silhouette of a tall man, but you can’t see it because all you do is hold your belly, and then look away, and the moment that man touches you, you immediately brush his hand away from you, from your baby.

“Calm down Cyar’ika, it’s me, you’re safe” that’s a sound from Din, he comes for you! oh how relieved you are, you immediately hugged him into a pull, but he then takes your action as a wish to be carried, so he carries you in bridal style

“Wait Din what-” you immediately replied, as he looked confused under his helmet, “Uncomfortable?” he asks, but then you shake your head “No why are you carrying me,” you ask back

“I thought you want to be carried, so I’m carrying you” he replied, the next 2 seconds you let out your laughter. “No, I’m not, idiot. But thankyou Din, I love you” you rest your head close to his armored chest, somehow you feel safe even though Beskar is cold, but the funny thing is, you don’t mind about it.

“Alright, let’s get you out from here.”

[grazieschillivera]

Proofing her wrong

Summary: Obi Wan is your former master. After Order 66 and while your master had joined the dark side you fleet away. Since then Obi Wan tries to find you, to finally have you all for himself.

Warnings: Smut; semi-forced relationship (?), kidnapping

Author’s note: not edited/English is not my first language; not fully satisfied with the text but had the urge to still post it

 The warm metal of your cuffs started to cut in your hands when you tried your next attempt to leave those dark rooms. Even though you found yourself now on a capital ship, filled with enemies and you were all alone. And for too long, or started to lose your hope. All your friends and allies were gone. You had no idea how to flee but the fear within you fought your uprising hopelessness, only until your heard footsteps along the corridors before the heavy doors opened itself and you got company.

If you weren’t bound to a chair, you would have just run away now, just like the last time when you met your master. He has changed. Only one thing had remained over the last months and that was his love for you, but that was something you couldn’t know yet.

Even though you knew you had the most generous and warmhearted master back then you were afraid when he approached your bound figure. He has turned to the dark side after all and helped Anakin kill all Jedi. You still remember how you had waited in your hideout inside the temple and watched their betrayal in horror before you tried to run away only to get caught by Obi Wan. Out of nowhere he had reached for your little and scared frame and pressed you to himself as if he wanted to comfort you, as if he hadn’t decided to change the sides. And even though his grip on you remained soft and his words were as sweet as before his cruel acts you had to fight back. That’s what you did,so you could flee. But now he had you again.

Obi Wan observed your shaking figure before his gloved hand reached out for your face to cup it gently. His thumb brushed carefully around the wounded skin around your eye.

,,I’m proud of you Y/N. I knew I wouldn’t get you without a proper fight. I hope they weren’t too harsh on you since you seem a bit tired after all, but you will rest soon.’’ Obi Wan said while he pressed your cheek softly. He could feel the uprising fear within you and hushed you, when your stern gaze teared up.

,,There there. You don’t think I brought you here to kill you don’t you? No I want you to join me.’’ Your master said but you turned your head out of his grip.

,,Never. That’s not right, you killed all of us. Our friends. You’re not the master I knew back then.’’ you said tearing up, when your words left your mouth, but Obi Wan stopped your crying. He got down on his knees for you and guided your face back to him again, now more forcefully when you fought against his will.

All those touches felt so forbidden, when you were his padawan he would always keep his professional distance to you. And now he manhandled you just how he wanted, his thumb traced around your lips and he looked at you as if you were a fruit he was about to try. But then he focused again.

,,I fear you’re wrong there, that’s me without any strings attached anymore. Don’t think ill of me please. I sacrificed all of those people that could forbid our love. Don’t you think I haven’t noticed your feelings towards me? I can still feel them now after all this time and it makes me the luckiest man knowing some things haven’t changed between us.’’ Obi Wan said, both of his hands caressed your face like he finally held a trophy in his hands. He savored every second where he could finally touch you. His smiling face left your eyes and wandered over your entire frame for a brief moment.

So all this time he loved you just as you loved him and you were the reason he had turned to the dark side. This was too much for you, your cried out in disbelieve, full of shame.

,,My sweet Y/N don’t cry please I-‘’ said Obi Wand but you couldn’t take it.

,,No! I don’t want to hear it. I will never join you. Not like this.’’ Your voice was strict but your last words felt bittersweet to yourself.

,,My my,I have to say I’m impressed. Holding onto your believes just like we had thought you back then. But you were also so good at following my orders, always so keen on pleasing me, why you have to fight back? Now where there is nothing between us finally. Let go Y/N, you did such a good job.’’ Said your master and you did as you were told. His sweet voice and his demanding grip on you made you weak, only the shame within you held you back. ,,Just give it a taste.’’ Said Obi Wan, almost rather to himself.

His lips pressed softly against yours testing the waters while finally taking control of you. Obi Wans heart raced with pride when he could feel eventually how your lips eagerly followed his movements, making your lips crash together again and again, slowly making you follow his path. He knew how innocent and pure you were but he also knew how he could bend you to his will and now was finally the time. Soft whimpers escaped your mouth when your master became more eager with you. His tongue explored your mouth, savoring your taste and humming approvingly while urging you to become just as curious about your new freedom. With an easy gesture he opened up your handcuffs before his hands roamed around your thighs. You could even feel how you almost instinctively drew closer to him, his hands dragging you carefully towards his lap. But even though this new closeness did things to you, you were still conflicted. Your moans became whimpers again, that Obi Wan tried to hush with wet kisses and soft words regaining your attention. ,,It’s alright Y/N. Just let go for me. Just focus on me.’’

The conflict within you wasn’t solved with Obi Wan’s kisses, quite the opposite.

,,I- I can’t.’’ you managed to say between heavy breathing when you pulled you upper body away from him but without much success. His lips pressed hungry kisses down your jaw and neck while you tried to convince him to stop, not paying attention to you.

,,Still acting so innocent as if you’re not taking part in this. I think you know how much you have me under control as well. And I think you just need some last convictions.’’ Said Obi Wan.

With that he bound your hands behind your back again as you could feel when you wanted to reach out to stop him from tearing your legs apart while he tore of your clothes off. With no further hesitation his lips crashed on your sensitive skin between your thighs. You wanted to scream but you couldn’t breathe properly. Those new feelings and those dirty sounds that came from your master made your cheeks turn hot.

,,Don’t tell me you’re not enjoying this. You might hold onto those foolish Jedi believes but your body tells me otherwise.’’ said Obi Wan before diving back in. His arms were tightly wraped around your legs while his tongue licked your clit forcefully and slowly enough to watch you while doing it, he wanted to force you into your pleasure. He was your master after all and wanted just the best for you. And he could get lost in your sweet taste and your even sweeter noises. The vibration of his deep moans made your eyes roll back. But this situation wasnt just for your pleasure. Obi Wan had dreamed of this for so long now. He could feel your will started to break.

He could feel you were close. Searching for more friction your legs trashed around in your masters grip where he pressed them reassuringly,your release would come, if you would give in.

,,Just let go for me Y/N. I just need you as you need me. Let me be your master again, your lover, your husband either way I just need to be with you.’’ Obi Wan said, open mouth kisses were trailed along your inner thighs. The mixed wetness felt cold against your skin. Your former master proved his point when he shoved a finger inside you, having you desperately clench around him. Your eyes were zoned out from the overstimulating feelings. Your mouth hanging wide open but no words left you this time. He had you right were he needed you, no thinking anymore just feeling.

,,Come on my sweet just give in to me. Show me you allow me to take care of you.’’ His words and skilled fingers were too much.

First it was just a weak nod, but Obi Wan wanted to hear it from you. And he waited patiently, observing your inner fight with amusment and pity that he was about to win. He understood your dilema,you have always been loyal to the Jedi codex. But you would soon remember who your real master is and learn to follow him again.At last when you said that you were his he finally gave you your release.

With a smug grin Obi Wan looked at your broken figure that belong to him now. You looked so adorable when you were worn out by him, waking the urge in him to comfort you.

He scooped you up into his arms before he straightened himself up. Searching for more closeness you twisted your hands in his dark robes, leaning your head against his chest, finally having his familiar scent in your nose. It reawakened old good memories, reminding you why you fell in love with him.

,,The Empire is still hunting all of you. Why do you think I was so eager to find you first? No one touches you my love. Not while you are with me.’’ he said while carrying you to his bed and laid you down on it. You had no idea if Obi Wan wanted you to become a Sith as well or if he just wanted you to stay in his chambers, you were just to tired to think this through. Right now you needed some rest and comfort.

To your surprise you could once again feel how your hands were bound together when Obi Wan positioned you on his sheets, still standing behind you, eyeing you up with pure obsession. His gloves traced along your neck and back before he got a harsh grip around your hips.

,,But first I think I’m the one now who needs some last convictions.’’ He hummed to himself.

[kneamet]

Hi! May I please request a fic of what being married to yandere!Christopher Robin (adult from Disney’s Christopher Robin) would be like?

Chance

Trigger Warning: yandere, obsession, kidnapping

Word Count: 2549

Character: christopher robin/reader

Summary: and here you are again with your husband visiting Sussex several times in recent months, and here you are again nervous when Christopher starts talking about the baby and again shudder at his touch. What was it worth to have a picnic?

The lemon-yellow sun burned all day, burning the white skin of Londoners. The sky was intense, of the purest blue, which no longer even seemed blue — the color seemed to dissolve, disappear. From the very morning there was an undisguised stuffiness in the air, something unnatural, far-fetched. Whether it was all just because of the absurdity of what was happening, from Christopher's proposal, or maybe just a contrived tortured and poor mind, you couldn't say. Not because didn't want to or didn't try, just didn't see the point, as well as in what was happening.

If someone had knocked on your door two years ago with a statement that you would share a bed with your neighbor, then you would have just looked at him kindly and twirled your finger at your temple. It all seemed just nonsense, an invention of a writer who decided to start his first novel with an extremely hackneyed topic. Everything was so insanely simple and everything had to go wrong that day; you cursed him with all your innocent essence, never having done this before. After all, always wondered: why get angry at a person if you can talk everything over with him, speak out?

For some reason, Christopher seemed like that to you.

You hardly listened to their conversations — what were they talking about again? it seems that there was something about children, toys, new friends - in your head endlessly flashed shots of your former life, which, even if it was filled with stupid and absurd things, but this life was yours and no one had the right to take it away from you. Talking animals, so similar to simple toys — and you will to iron Winnie or Tigger on the back, listen to the stories of an Owl about a second cousin, go into the Rabbit's house, so you think: are they real? — still disturbing your mind. For some reason, did not want to believe in their reality, which they proved by all means; they seemed to be a simple fiction, stories from childhood!

Christopher continued to smile fervently — as if everything was in order, and he was again a little boy listening to his father's fairy tales — over another remark of the Piglet: he was again dissatisfied with the ruined colorful flowers in the field where they were located. Spread a large red-and-white plaid blanket on the grass, from the lower part of the mountain, drank tea and just enjoyed the moment; at least, it might seem so at first glance, but you understood that something was wrong here.

Noticeably grinning, in order to show your enthusiasm for the dialogue, you washed down a small cookie with tea, not daring to touch the honey, no matter how Pooh persuaded you. He asked cute questions, and you couldn't help but laugh at them, he was very naive and so pure gentle. You shifted your gaze, wrapped in a sweater, to Christopher — you looked at his peaceful face, at the dimples appearing from a smile, at the happy blue eyes and slightly curling hair, the bangs falling slightly on the forehead and the red knitted vest made by your hands, worn over a white shirt. You'd lose a couple of pounds if you said he wasn't pretty.

There was something attractive about him, but he scared you. Not always, only sometimes: his watchful eye, his shrewd and restrained emotions, unshakable tone when he talks about the rules. You should feel hatred, anger, denial — they were your first guides when you fell for his kindness and openness — but now you rather felt some responsibility for him. It was impossible to describe in words. He so often aroused dislike in you in the first months that it would be more logical to treat him with hostility. However, this was not the case.

Christopher aroused in you a feeling of pity, misunderstanding — could love really corrupt a person to such an extent, to a compelling one? He wasn't strict, he wasn't quirky, he was soft, but he was intimidating. His cute, sometimes awkward movements used to cause you a feeling of delight, consolation, a way to forget about work, but now… Now you were just flinching, slightly pursing your lips.

"Y/N," Pooh continued to say your name by syllables, stretching it a little, and for the first time you sincerely smiled at him. In him — and in everything else in all the inhabitants of this forest — there was something attractive, native, from childhood! "Oh, how nice, you sure you don't want hunny?" you shook your head while the bear licked the yellow paw. "Okay… Y/N, Christopher Robin says that very soon we will get a new friend, what does he mean?" a pair of innocent black button eyes stared at you expectantly.

"Yes! Yes! A new friend!" without pronouncing a few letters, said Tigger, bouncing on a springy tail. "I can't wait for it! I need him, we'll jump together!"

You swallowed, hiding your hands and shrugging your shoulders. Knew. Knew what was going on, Christopher had been talking about it for the last few months after the end of March. Robin, clearly catching your hesitation, gently touched your shoulders and pressed him to himself. And here it is again: he treats you like a porcelain doll, like an untouchable thing — why does he change his character so much again? He muttered something weakly, whispered something unintelligible, kissing you on the top of your head. Gentle movements did not seem so innocent, they smacked of possessiveness, demonstrative, ostentatious affectionateness.

«They're not bad, they're good, you said in your head, remembering how for the first time you were mistaken for a Woozles and you had to fight off a fictional Heffalump, just Christopher…» And immediately felt a light laugh from the man, which made you shudder. Everything is fine, everything is fine, but the words seemed false, everything seemed false, even you yourself. Only for some reason Pooh, Piglet, Owl, Roo, Tigger, Eeyore, Rabbit, Kanga… they all seemed more real, more alive than you have in recent months.; those months when all you do is go to Sussex, and as soon as Christopher has enough time, he's always busy, isn't he?

Always busy and always tense, it was in his nature — he was worried in the morning when he left for work, kissing you on the cheek and suppressing the desire to bury his nose in his hair, worried and was strict afterwards when he came tired after a nine-hour working day. His face always softened when he saw you and he opened his arms for hugs — you used to like them, they were cozy, so homely! — and you had to hug him back, hiding a scared and disappointed face. You knew he couldn't hurt you, it wasn't in his nature, but still sometimes you were afraid of him.

"Oh, don't worry, Pooh, and you, Tigger, calm down your ardor," Christopher assured in a slightly parental patronizing tone, slightly frowning his eyebrows, but not suppressing a smile. Even more curious glances were directed at him. "Very soon. How should I put it, you know… I was once a child myself, but now our child will be your «new friend»," and here you turned cold, and your heart started pounding so loudly that it seemed as if everyone could hear it. But no one paid any attention to you, as it might have seemed at first, no, despite the fact that Pooh continued to say something, Christopher's piercing gaze was directed only at you.

But you were silent.

Really again?

***

The days flew by unnoticed in the turmoil, but not for you, despite the fact that you tried to occupy yourself with something — reading, cooking, TV, knitting, like now — you couldn't find a place for yourself, it was scary. Hands were constantly shaking, his voice was uncontrollable, and his head was constantly aching, even pills and Christopher's gentle smoothing did not save. Nightmares, sedatives, escape attempts — nothing and all in vain, everything seemed false, unreal, even this furious quarrel with your husband, who just returned from work.

"l-listen, please understand, I can't let you go, and if I do, will you come back to me? What will I do without you? All alone?" he stuttered a little, tugged at the cufflink, but looked straight into your eyes, holding you by the shoulder with his other hand. He never screamed. He never raised his voice, as if by nature he was a very calm person. It was difficult to anger Christopher, because he was used to holding everything in his hands.

"Oh, how you feel sorry for yourself! Christopher, what's wrong with you, I'm not… I don't recognize you," you muttered, continuing to hold in your hands the knitting needles and red threads that were supposed to make a vest. He brought his eyebrows to the bridge of his nose, slightly opened his mouth and changed again in his gaze — he became so familiar — when you moved away from him a little. "Please, I'm just asking you to let go."

"Darling, I'm sorry, I can't. You won't understand me. Never. I know. I'm just-just trying to…"

"Christopher, please stop whining, what's wrong with you?! Let's talk, please!" you said, putting away your knitting; «Fool, fool, fool. Why did you yell, well, why, you shouldn't have!» thoughts slipped through your head and you blamed yourself for it. There has never been such a thing before, why now? You looked up at him, and he was standing with his mouth open, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't. Heart immediately started pounding violently, and the pain in his temple intensified; you hurt him. He's not an angel, he deserved it, but you felt sorry for him.

For the first time in months, you were sorry. He was really hurt, he was offended to the core. And you thought: but he allowed you to turn on the TV, walk around the house, did not leave you in a dark room on the second floor, which he opened only when he came. You felt very ashamed, sad, your soul howled, and Christopher remained standing in place and twisting a small ring on his ring finger.

***

It was about thirty degrees in the shade, it was getting late in the afternoon, and the sultry air was frozen, motionless and silent; there was no wind. A long web hanging from one branch of a tree on the other, near a log on the top of a deserted mountain, hung tightly and did not move. Christopher took a lonely battered guitar that was constantly lying on the ground, tuned it and sang softly, in an impressive, charming voice: "…Two lovers they sat on a hill…", but immediately fell silent from the heat, wiped sweat from his forehead and looked up at the blue hot sky.

His tired head rested on your knees, covered with cotton pants, while you were thoughtfully and nervously fingering his hair — and all at his request. The two of you were left; the Owl flew off to the house set up by Robin on a tree, Roo, along with Tigger and Rabbit, rode far away, Piglet went to collect flowers, and Pooh went back to where he came from. You were looking at Christopher's face, you didn't care at all about the view and the beauty that opens from this place.

There was something simple about him, something beautiful, something refined-you were always drawn to beauty, to knowledge. Christopher even now looked tense, tired and tortured, but at the same time on his face, where small wrinkles were visible, there was also a sense of satisfaction, happiness and … a kind of longing, sadness. His hand, even in a dream, tightly squeezed your left, to which you always only covered your eyes. He did not hold her painfully, did not press on small wounds left after unsuccessful cooking, no, he held her securely.

As if he was afraid of losing you.

There was no hatred or disgust in you, there was only a misunderstanding that had grown deep in your heart; he was a man you trusted, and he did this to you… Your soul did not strive for him lovingly, you always treated him like a neighbor to a neighbor, like a sister to a brother, like a friend to a friend, why did he decide that he could control your fate and life? There was parental love burning in you, but even now you weren't ready to love him.

And it wouldn't have worked out for you.

Maybe it's just that you know him, you know a lot about him. After all, if you know a person well, then it brings you closer to him, even if you suppress the desire to send him to another planet. When… when what happened happened, when he invited you to that dinner and locked you up, you couldn't do anything to occupy the boredom and endless fear. As well as in the following days. Pretended to read, but couldn't concentrate. Tried to fall asleep, but couldn't, because he is the person who until recently was the closest living being to you! — he was lying next to him and hugged him.

Now he is sitting at the door, on the sofa, and you are reading in the armchair — you become like a husband and wife.

There was complete silence in the house when Christopher was away — as there is now — and no one in the world could imagine it. Even at night, during busy hours, the apartment is quieter than the street, quieter than in the dungeon. The house was constantly filled with silence. Dead. Not a sound. Because of this, you sometimes felt like you were dead. It's like you've been buried and this sobering silence only accompanies you and your journey to the rose and the river.

You often turned on the record player. Not for music, in order to understand — are you alive or dead? Simply hear sounds.

Therefore, even now, silence — apart from the singing of birds, the chirping of cicadas and the buzzing of bees — equated to torture. That's why you were sometimes glad to see Christopher again, just wanting to make sure of your existence and life, if you could call it that. Still often you are still often visited by a strange feeling. It seemed like you was deaf. And you need to say something, make some noise, in order to make sure that everything is in order.

Shuddering and shaking your head, you didn't even have any attempts to escape. And did make sense? What are you going to do? Where are you going? You don't give up, it's not in your nature, however… however, sometimes it's easier not to resist, go with the flow and maybe one day you'll get lucky. Strange. You were sitting in silence, facing each other, and not for the first time you had a feeling of some inexplicable closeness ‑ not love, not sympathy, no, — the connection of destinies. Like the last two survivors on the planet… Together. Against their own will, but — together. Together.

You'll never be able to love him. You'll never be able to accept him.

but can it be possible to understand his?

thank you for the request, i sincerely hope you enjoyed it! but, to be honest, i really doubt that it turned out to be written in the character of christopher and is this what you wanted? i really hope so.

[kuuyandere]

she should break up with her boyfriend fr fr

Honestly true, and I do not even say that because I am jealous. It is part of his job to take care of and support her, and yet she still comes to me when she is dealing with problems and mental health stuff. I should not be her go-to emotional support, and it's a problem if you feel uncomfortable asking your own boyfriend for help. I should not be doing his fucking job. She deserves better.

[yanderes-galore]

I just finished the clone wars now I’m curious how would Yandere platonic anakin react if his friend he knew fromHis Padawan days , left the order ?

I'm not done with the Clone Wars series so sorry if you imagined this taking place at the end of that series- but I have seen the first two prequels which were his Padawan days. I hope what I have down will work :) Sorry this took months to make- I kept it a bit general so there isn't many spoilers for the series.

If things are too OOC, tell me how to improve as I am really new to Star Wars! I'm sorry if I trigger the Star Wars fandom with my lack of knowledge :(.

Yandere! Platonic! Anakin Skywalker with Darling who leaves the order

Pairing: Platonic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Violence, Desperate yandere, Mutual friendship turned forced, Overprotective yandere, Displays of Anakin's corruption, Manipulation, Murder.

For this concept the identity of your Master doesn't really matter.

All that really matters is they probably knew either Qui-Gon Jinn or Obi-Wan Kenobi.

This way you would've met Anakin Skywalker at some point.

Anakin is a very emotionally driven yandere.

In fact this is why he goes to the dark side as Vader eventually.

He tends to get too connected to people, which makes him a danger to others.

Ahsoka, his Padawan, and Padmé, his girlfriend/wife are good examples of this.

Personal connections are forbidden within Jedi.

That never really stopped Anakin from forming close connections, however.

In this concept you are another example of Anakin's emotions driving him.

The friendship between you both is really close.

Your Master was allies and maybe even close friends with his.

As a result you had become well acquainted with Anakin.

While Anakin held romantic feelings for Padmé as a Padawan, he felt he could let loose around you.

Anakin never liked the uptight rules of being a Jedi.

He didn't like it due to many reasons, such as the restrictions on relationships and just... angsty teen reasons.

You two met in your teens and while your Master got along with his, your Master felt Anakin would corrupt you somehow.

You were always warned to not take on Anakin's behavior as your own.

Yet you were more concerned with just relaxing and training with your fellow Padawan.

As with all of his close relationships, Anakin was always very protective over you.

Even during training he didn't entirely like he idea of going all out on you.

Although when you ask for it he relents just so he can say he 'told you so' .

You two share such a strong bond.

Nothing romantic, just one of best friends, maybe even siblings despite you not being related.

Both your Master and his thought your fate with him was intertwined with his...

Yet they dreaded the fact they weren't quite sure how.

Training with Anakin in your Padawan days made you both skilled Jedi.

By the time of the Clone Wars you had matured similar to him.

It surprised you when you learned Anakin had taken in a Padawan, Ahsoka.

You tease him about it sometimes, which causes Anakin to playfully swat at you to stop.

When Ahsoka asks about you Anakin reminisces about your Padawan days with each other and explains you are a friend.

A friend he doesn't think he could live without.

Then there's that fabled day.

The day Anakin got one of the most devastating pieces of news he'd think he'd hear as a Jedi.

You, his closest friend, wanted to leave the Jedi Order.

As the Clone Wars continued on... you decided to rethink your decision.

Your master had passed in battle and you felt a bit alone.

Sure, Anakin was still part of the Order and you could function on your own without your Master... but that wasn't the only issue.

There's reasons and ways a Jedi can quit the Order.

It's not like you can just ask to leave, however.

You are a young Jedi with no wounds that affect your combat ability.

Maybe you had differing beliefs from the Council and Order?

Maybe you had personal connections of your own like Anakin and wanted to leave to pursue those....

Either way you most likely want to go rogue or something and turn your back on your duty.

Something Anakin doesn't approve of, for selfish reasons.

He tries to talk you out of it.

He meets up with you and accuses you.

He admits he loves Padmé to you in private but keeps it secret. If you loved someone too then he suggests doing the same!

He even accuses you of abandoning him.

Does he not matter that much to you!?

He's your best friend! He cares for you!

Yet you want to abandon him your duty?

All of these words are hypocritical and you can sense it.

You two most likely argue heavily, causing your friendship to rift.

In fact, maybe you leaving the order is one of the factors that pushes him to the Dark Side due to his emotions.

He begins to blame you when you leave and go into hiding.

Anakin doesn't understand why you left at first.

Although part of him begins to when he starts giving more and more into the darkness within him.

Anakin may even begin to blame the Council and Order itself for you leaving.

Perhaps even the Republic, too

Ahsoka notices her master has a change in behavior after you left.

He's even more moody than usual.

He's... vulnerable, too.

Ahsoka notices he's trying to be stoic yet feels sad.

Devastated, actually.

Padmé no doubt tries to help Anakin through it.

He's worried for you.

When you were in the Order he was confident he could watch over you.

Now he's sent into a state of constant worry as he can't sense you.

How far out did you go?

After you left the Order you most likely don't meet Anakin for a long time.

He makes it a goal to find you again.

Maybe you meet him when he was still known as Anakin, he can sense you with the Force if he manages to get close to your location.

When he senses you with the Force then he no doubt hunts you down, abandoning any mission he was sent on.

It would be by chance but if he does meet you still as Anakin then he clings to you.

He missed you... he's always missed you.

He wants you to come back with him where he can keep you safe, you refuse.

He doesn't care how long it takes... he's going to try and coax you to stay by him once again.

You're supposed to support each other!

Ever since your Padawan days you've been by his side with a smile.

Why not now?

WHY do you fight him?

Why is he only able to take you with him after he's beaten you in a duel?

Why do you treat him as a monster... he's your friend!

A friend who refuses to leave you alone when you don't wish to be found.

If you had a family of your own there's no doubt Anakin would slaughter them.

He's corrupt and clearly has it in him to kill as he's done so before due to his rage.

After all, your family took you from him.

With them gone, you have no choice but to come with him.

Ahsoka's left horrified when she finds out what he's done.

Anakin doesn't care.

Now it can be just like old times between you.

Then there's if you meet him much later, when he's Vader.

Jedi are his enemy, yet when he meets you all alone...

He remembers you.

He knows you most likely aren't part of any side in this new war, since you left you aren't evil.

He actually praises you for leaving the Republic at least, maybe you knew something he did not?

He doesn't kill you, he spares you.

When you ask why... he says it in the best way he can.

"It's me... Anakin."

No matter how you cross paths again, be it with Anakin or Vader, his goal still stands.

He's found you...

He won't let you ever abandon him again, even if it costs you your life.

[blue-sadie]

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Platonic = 🌼 Fluff = 🌺 Smut = 🌹Lime =⚘️ Angst = 🥀 Yandere = 🍁

Imagines

My Poor Heart - Anakin 🌹

Very Daring - Anakin 🌹

Attached To His Darkside - Anakin 🌹

Friends At The Start - Anakin 🌼🌺

Just A Light Touch - Cal 🌹

A Kiss Of Darkness - Cal 🍁🌺

Dancing In The Rain - Din 🌺

Prince Charming - Han 🌹

Torture - Hux 🌹

Be My Queen - Kylo 🌹

Leia's Best Friend - Luke

Little Amidalax - Lux 🌺

Teacher's Pet - Obi wan 🌹

Night Of Passion - Poe 🌺🌹

Weird Flowers - Rex 🌹

Combos

Caught Between - Anakin, kenobi, cw Anakin cw Kenobi

Jealousy - Anakin, Padme 🌺⚘️

Incorrect Quotes

Drabbles

Leaving Marks - Anakin 🌹

Combos

Two Masters Now - Jake Sully & Anakin 🌹

Oneshots

(🎃) Trick Or Treat - Anakin 🌹

Lost In The Woods - Anakin 🌹

Wanted Criminal. Prt 2 - Anakin 🌹

Why Don't I Come To - Din 🌺

Hurting - Anakin 🥀

Missing Parts - Cal 🌺

Best Friends Brother - Luke 🌹

I Missed You - Obi Wan 🥀

Combos

Squished Between - Anakin, Obi Wan 🌹

A Younglings Wings - Anakin, Padme 🌼

Series

Modern Day

Medieval/Fantasy

Omegaverse

Work Place Mishap - Alpha Anakin x Omega Reader 🌹

Crossover

Stuffed - Jake Sully & Anakin 🌹

Unknown Planet - Neteyam Sully & Cal 🌺

Preferences

Alleyway Sex - Anakin, Rex, Din, Han, Kylo 🌹

Breeding Kink - Anakin, Obi wan, Din, Rex 🌹

Childhood Room - Anakin, Din, Poe, Han, Hux, Kylo 🌹

Locker Room - Luke, Anakin, Din, Han, Kylo 🌹

Shower Sex - Anakin, Luke, Kylo, Din 🌹

They Wake You Up By Eating You Out - Anakin, Luke, Kylo, Din, Han 🌹

Nsfw And Sfw Alphabets

Combos

Nsfw - Kylo, Evil Rey

Headcanons

Enemies To Lovers - Hux, Cal, Poe, Din, Anakin 🌺

[marshmallowdarling]

heyyy uhh

I dont know how many reqs you have so I'll keep it short, dw! but darth vader (actually Vader; most ppl i've seen tag it as darth vader when its not, yk?😅) "reuniting" w/ a gn friend of his, but the reunion is them being captive 😀👍. like maybe the friend was captured bcuz he was hunting for jedis, or they were helping ppl escape and that backfired on them.

you're free to choose how his friend got captured cuz im just throwin ideas. so many scenarios lmao 😆😆😆

I'm finally back!!

So sorry for being away for so long and so sorry for taking so long to get to this request, I stopped writing it half way through the first bit and realised I might have fucked up the request but kept going anyways lol so sorry if it wasn't how you imagined!!

I tried making it a little more yandere at the end but I will 100% write a few head canons or more one shots after about how life would be after this if anyones interested!! :D

Remember my request are still open!!

✧3735 words ✧ Vader x Reader ✧ Sher/Her pronouns

Hope you enjoy bubs!

~Mwah!

(Y/N) never wanted to be a jedi, not really. She wanted to help people of course but did she really want this life?

Her question was answered after her dear friend Anakin died; no, she didn’t want this life.

She wanted a life of her own, to not have to train every day with multiple weapons, to not have to stress about every movement she makes. 

She wanted a life where she could sleep in, where she could just breathe and live and do mundane things, where she could make connections and love. 

But the force works in mysterious ways and after (Y/N) had grown up, settling down in a small town and having a small shop that she adored as it played into her hobby, she was yanked back into the life she had left behind.

Obi wan had reached out to get her to help the resistance, she was apprehensive at first but after seeing him come back to her shop a bloody mess with her childhood friend Ahsoka, she had reluctantly agreed to help him just to help people escape the empire. 

“I thought you said there wouldn’t be any troopers here.” (Y/N) hisses, using the force to yank a metal box towards three troopers and slam them into the wall. She barely misses the blaster shot as she jerks her body behind another crate.

Crouching down to cover herself, she fumbles to get her (borrowed) blaster from her thigh holster before peeking out and taking a few bad shots. 

Ahsoka uses the distraction to take down the last two troopers before looking down at (Y/N) and extending her hand. “It wasn’t a part of the plan.” They both grunt as she hauls her friend up. 

“When does anything ever go according to plan” (Y/N) grumbles as she dusts herself off. 

Ahsoka just chuckles before looking around they alley way they were forced into. “Master Kenobi said the captured Jedi’s are around here, we already made a scene so we should just go without him. If they caught us off guard, we should probably assume he’s not doing well on his end either.” 

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“Come on this way.” (Y/N) whispers to an injured Jedi as she helps them walk in the cover of the night. “We’re almost there, just hold on a little bit more.” Her eyes glance at the wound at their side, blood already seeping through the fabric she had ripped from her outfit and used as a makeshift bandage. 

Panic shoots up her spine as (Y/N) throws herself and the Jedi to the side just barely missing the swipe of a saber. 

Rolling over to push herself up by her arms she doesn’t miss the boot that slams into her stomach, a silent scream creeps up her throat as her mouth widens at the blunt pain. 

She had never seen him in the flesh, but anyone could figure out who that black booted foot belongs too. 

Darth Vader.

Gritting her teeth in pain she grabs his ankle to haul her body up slightly as her other hand comes and pushes behind his knee to make him drop. 

‘GO! GET TO THE OTHERS AND GET THE KRIFF OUT OF HERE!’ She yells to the Jedi using the force as Vader swings his arm and lands a right hook. 

(Y/N) says good bye to her life as she focuses everything on just making sure Vader is distracted enough to let the injured Jedi and the rest escape. She sees them start to crawl to the wall to haul their body up in their peripheral, but she just elbows Vader’s chin making his helmet covered face tilt up. 

 This is the first time she had seen him; she can see a hazy reflection of herself in the black metal of his armour, but she gets flown back and slammed into the ground as he reaches out his hand and uses the force to pin her down. 

Her torso gets the brunt of the attack and she flicks her wrist to get a few scattered rocks and stones thrown at him. They don’t do much damage as his armour takes the brunt of it, but it throws him off enough to let her grab her blaster and take a few shots making him release his force. 

Two hit his chest head on, his armour taking the shots as he remained unharmed, whilst the others miss pathetically. 

“You’re a pathetic excuse for a Jedi.” His voice booms out, modulated from his helmet but still unbelievably deep as he snarls. His arm extends to use the force again, but she takes a few more shots at his arm making him flinch back. 

“I am no Jedi.” She spits back, the hood covering her form starts to lift as the wind picks up but it manages to stay on. “You must not be as smart as they say you are if you really can’t see my plan.” 

Finally seeing that the Jedi is out of sight, (Y/N) throws all her force at him. Vader gets thrown back a few inches but stays strong to the rest as he swipes his arm out and knocks her off her feet, his raises his arm and moves her around like a rag doll in the air before he slams her down into the ground, keeping her pinned there. 

She can barely move her fingers this time, not even a twitch as she sees his figure start to walk towards her. Pressure starts enclosing around her throat, blocking her air supply as she tries to rip her arms away, but they just lay there helplessly. She gasps, gritting her teeth to try and do anything but all she can manage is to kick her feet as the wind finally rips away her hood, instantly slapping her face with the cold chilling air. 

Her vision starts to bleed in and out as her head spins from the lack of oxygen, (Y/N) manages to see Vader now looming over her figure and she thinks she sees him recoil back once he finally gets a look at her face. 

The invisible hand around her throat and pinning her limbs down let go almost instantly. She flings her body up and immediately gulps down air and coughs, everything hurts and throbs in pain, but she can’t think about anything as her hands come up to cradle her throat as she tries to fight off unconsciousness and steady her breathing. 

(Y/N)’s mind finally comes back to her as she cranes her neck up to see Vader just standing there. 

“Wh-What?” She manages to croak out as her throat screams in protest, tears she didn’t know were now spilling to coming down her chin. 

A weird crackling sound comes out and she thinks it’s his modulated breathing as he just stares. 

She wants to fight, to do anything but sit there on the ground pathetically but it takes everything in her just to loll her head up at him, her body feeling like lead as new bruises start to flourish with old ones. It had been days of fighting and running and healing injured Jedi without any rest.

(Y/N) was never the strongest and after years of not training or using any force, she had become weak. 

He says something, she thinks it’s a name, her name?

But her eyes finally close as her body falls to the side and her brain drags her to sleep. 

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(Y/N) shuffles around a bit on the plush bed to get herself comfortable before her mind starts to darken again, the silk sheets feeling soft and light yet warm. 

Wait sheets? Bed?

Throwing her body up, the black sheets pool at her waist as she frantically looks around the room. 

It’s a room of some sorts, maybe on a ship? The walls are metal and the room’s big but bare with anything personalised. 

She remembers the fight with Vader, thinking she was going to die but he just let her go and then she passed out. 

The room spins as her vision finally clears its sleepy haze and the more she tries to focus the more the throbbing pain in her head hurts. Her body is so sore, and it feels like she has to use every piece of strength in her body to try and pick up her arm. 

Nausea creeps up her throat and she groans as she curls into herself. 

Hearing the door open, she forces her body up right as she watches Vader stride in, there’s no words exchanged as he closes the door and takes a few steps towards the bed.

They both stare at each other, (Y/N) staring into the eyes of his helmet to try and search for his eyes and Vader looking in those familiar (E/C) orbs he used to search comfort in. 

Slowly, he starts to lift his helmet off and (Y/N) goes to stop him but it dies in her throat when she sees his face. 

“Anakin?” Her voice is so soft he barely misses it, he wants to correct her and say that Anakin is dead but when he opens his mouth nothing comes out. 

(Y/N) doesn’t know what to do, she wants to swear at him, she wants to jump and scream and hug him so tight but… 

“You’re…. You’re not Anakin.” She says slowly. 

She can see the hurt flash in his eyes before he looks away and puts his helmet back on. They both return to silence before (Y/N) speaks again.

“What do you want from me? Why am I here? Why didn’t you just…” She trails off, her head pounding harder as she thinks about her childhood best friend ending her life. 

“Just what? Kill you?” His voice comes out sharp, but the ugly sound of his modulator crackling tells her his voice strained. 

(Y/N) pushes herself up by her arm to sit properly as he watches her through his visor. “You fought with Master Obi-Won and fought to kill. Why didn’t you do that to me once you saw who I was?” 

“That’s different” Vader’s voice comes out uncharacteristically high, but he calms himself before continuing. “You are in my bedroom and you will be here until I say so. I’ll go get you some medicine and food.”

His black cape flows as he turns around to leave but (Y/N) leans forward to try and make him stay. 

“Wait! Anakin-” 

“It’s Vader now!” He snaps cutting her off. “And don’t think of leaving this room, your injured and I have the door locked with guards stationed outside. Just sit down and do nothing, like you have done for years.” 

The last few words digs a knife into her heart but she doesn’t even have the time to properly react before he’s out of the room with the sound of the door sliding closed. 

(Y/N) stares blankly at the door as her head falls back to softly thunk against the bed post. 

Had her Anakin really turned into this? Into the monster that is Darth Vader? 

A few tears escape her eyes that she’s too exhausted to wipe away. “Oh Anakin, what did they do to you?” 

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Like he had said, Vader came back into the room a few minutes later with a bowl of some sort of bone broth, a cup of water and some bacta patches. 

He straightens out the sheets at her lap before placing the tray down before giving her a once over and disappearing into what (Y/N) thinks is a connected refresher. 

Picking up the spoon, she swirls the bone broth a bit before taking a small tentative sip. It hits her tongue, and she has to stop herself from humming. Days on the run with limited bad tasting food made this simple broth taste divine on her tongue, but as soon as she swallows, she feels her stomach churn. 

(Y/N) drops the spoon back into the bowl, it makes a small splash that barely misses her clothes but she ignores it to sling one arm over her stomach. 

Hearing Vader return, she doesn’t have it in her to look up at him as she closes her eyes. 

“You need to eat.” It’s a command, his voice having no trace of the man it used to belong to. 

“Why am I here.” Her voice is so soft that even Vader’s helmet almost misses it, but he doesn’t, and he doesn’t know how to respond.

He hesitates before taking a few tentative steps closer to the bed. “Why didn’t you become a Jedi?” 

Opening her eyes to watch him, her eyes flash to show her Anakin, the one who was always curled into himself in the middle of the nights when he was caught up in the darkness of his mind. 

“Because it wasn’t the life for me.” She manages to say softly. “I wanted to love, to feel without any consequences. I wanted to help people, but I knew I wasn’t cut out to help people how Jedi’s do.”

“Then why did you come back?” He takes off his helmet again, placing it at the foot of the bed before slowly getting on his knees.

The scene must look comical to any outsider, the feared Darth Vader on his knees for some random girl.

(Y/N) has to physically restrain herself from reaching her hand out by hugging herself and tucks her hands in her pits. 

“This time I could help people properly. People were getting hurt and I could help them, why wouldn’t I?” 

She was always doing that, wasn’t she? Always helping people even if it meant she had to do things she didn’t want to. 

Vader wants to shake her shoulders, to shout at her that everyone’s selfish and just using her. To call her selfish for making him stay as a Jedi before leaving it all behind. But most of all, he wants to collapse in her arms and tell her everything, all the pain he endured and everything he had to do that he wouldn’t even think about telling anyone else. 

He doesn’t even realise he’s deep in thought before he sees her moving to place his helmet back on, now half sitting on the edge of the bed near him. 

“Va- Anakin.” She corrects herself before whispering whilst keeping her touch as delicate as possible. “I can see that you’re struggling to breathe.”

When his helmet finally does lock in place, Vader takes a few deep breaths. He had pressurised his room obviously, but he had to keep it just under his comfortable levels to make sure it didn’t affect (Y/N). 

The words slip out of her mouth before she can stop them. “What happened?” They come out soft, but he can feel the hurt behind them and it makes his blood boil. 

“How could you possibly ask that?” His modulator now booms his voice. “You saw how they were, they were the reason for her death and you even left!” 

The mention of Padmè squeezes (Y/N)’s heart but she just furrows her brows.

“So all of that just justifies you killing millions of innocent people?” Her voice raises as well but he crosses his large arms across his chest plate. 

“You don’t understand-”

“No, you don’t understand Anakin!” She cuts him off, now standing on wobbly legs. “You’re hurting people, people like me who just want to live!” 

Standing in-front of him now, yelling at him without listening, reminds Vader of Obi-wan and he snaps. 

“I AM VADER! ANAKIN IS DEAD!” His voice rattles the room and shocks (Y/N) to drop back down on the bed. “People like you? Don’t make me laugh.” A cackle gets cut off by his modulator, but it’s filled with coldness. “Your selfish, sitting around while people get hurt. You only care when they start to bother your own little world. Where were you when Padmè died? Where were you when I was getting hurt? You just want to help people to fill that pathetic hole in your chest, so don’t you dare think you can talk to me about any of this.” He sneers before turning on his heel and slamming the door behind him, leaving (Y/N) sitting their heart broken. 

Looking down at her (S/C) palms, her body shakes with her sobs. 

Anakin really is dead. 

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A few days pass, maybe a week?

(Y/N) doesn’t kriffin know but she does know is that her body has finally recovered mostly, some wounds still need a few more days but there’s no risk of tearing anything open and she finally doesn’t feel nauseous and dizzy anymore.

Happy with her new found health, now the dreaded thoughts of what will happen to her finally sink in as her mind isn’t fogged up with pain.

Vader made it out like he hated her, he despised her life and even though she hadn’t seen him since that day, a storm trooper always came in with food and things she would need for the day.

It made no sense and she’s tired. 

She left this life because she couldn’t handle it and now, she’s forcefully thrusted back in only to be caught up in more stuff? 

(Y/N) never wanted this. 

Standing from the chair, she walks over to the sliding door that was always locked and started banging. Like always, the storm troopers stationed there at every hour and rotating depending on shifts, called back asking what she needed.

“I want to talk to Vader, now.” Her snappy voice makes them hesitate, they had strict rules to keep her in the room and not to talk more than necessary and there were no rules to state that she couldn’t ask for the black armoured man himself, but they had seen how angry he had barged out of the room. 

Finally giving into the demands, they look at each other before calling out they would send someone to fetch him and in a few minutes Vader himself was walking through the halls.

All troopers and anyone in the vicinity tense up and looks away but he ignores them before slamming the hatch open and locking it behind him. 

“What do you gain from keeping me here Vader? What do you want from me? This is the last time I’m asking this and if you don’t answer me, I will do everything in my power to leave.” (Y/N) usual voice is devoid of any fun or sarcasm or tenderness as she gets straight to the point, not letting him even acknowledge her.

Taking a few steps towards from the wall, he leaves decent space between them both but still enough to keep a comfortable conversation.

“Do you really not know why you are here?” His modulated voice still startles the female but the anger in her veins smooth over that. 

Crossing her arms, she leans onto her front leg. “How could I? You seem to hate my existence, yet you ordered for me to be taken cared of, but I’m not allowed to leave. You won’t even answer my questions.” Her arms come up and wave to emphasize her point but Vader just stares. He had forgotten how her little habits actually looked, he could never forget but the years apart had fogged up his imagery of the memories. 

Finally feeling as if there is no other way to express himself, he just simply states. “I love you, that’s why you are staying here.”

(Y/N)’s mind reels so hard that she stumbles back, her ass landing right on the chair she had left untucked. 

Shaking her head, (Y/N) feels like she’s dreaming because this couldn’t be real. “You- You can’t! You said it yourself, I’m selfish and horrible and you called me pathetic! You loved Padmé! How could you love me?” Tears start pouring down her face, but she doesn’t even realise as she looks through his armour and straight into his heart, trying to search for the Anakin she knew and, admittedly, loved, but she can’t find him and all she can see is a stranger. 

Vader winces at her tears, it feels like someone is physically ripping his heart out when he sees her cry, but he just takes a deep breath before striding over and crouching. 

“I’ve loved you since we were kids, but I didn’t realise until Padmé died that the love I felt for you and her are different.” His gloved hand comes up to wipe away a tear, a little rougher than he had wanted but he had never touched someone as delicately as he was touching her now. 

Hiccups and whimpers leave her throat as sobs wrack (Y/N) body before she abruptly stands up and shakes her head. “This- This ca-can’t be happening.” Her voice cracks slightly but Vader just stands up aswell and grabs her arm gently to make sure she doesn’t fall.

“This is real, the faster you accept that the faster you can acclimate to your new home.” Again, Vader is a bit harsher than he had wanted but he had never thought about anyone’s emotions other than his own for years. 

Ripping his arm off her, (Y/N) growls. “This isn’t my home, this will never be my home. You took me away from my home.” 

She moves to run to the door but she gets yanked back by her waist and gets thrown onto the bed, the plush surface doesn’t do any damage but the fast movement disorientates (Y/N) enough to let him pin her legs down with his own and restrain her wrists with one of his own. 

“It doesn’t matter if you tell yourself this isn’t your home because now it is.” The hiss that escapes his throat crackles horribly from his modulator, but he just presses her wrists down harder to make sure her (e/c) orbs focus on him. “You’re staying here weather you like it or not, so it’s best if you start faking it or the only person who’s going to be affected by your struggling is yourself.” 

Her hiccups and tears return as she started into the damned black visor, Anakin had really died and left behind this love sick monster hu?

Closing her eyes tightly to block out everything out as her legs stop trying to twist away, the last though in her mind rings out before she finally stops struggling.

‘I’m sorry Anakin.’ 

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Hi. I just want to say that I am absolutely in love with your dark! Anakin stories. I was hoping that you would post/write part 2 to hologram soon. It's one of my favorites 😝. Maybe the reader finally meets obi wan and he wants to have a go at her💦 but Anakin just gives him a live show instead😆 with breeding kink and maybe a little bit of bondage?? 🥺. Again, love your work ♥️

Hologram 2 (Final)

AO3

Part 1

Pairings: Yandere! Anakin Skywalker X f!Reader X Yandere! Obi-Wan Kenobi

Summary: Anakin gives his Master a live show.

Warnings: Non-con, smut, dark, yandere, dirty talk, swearing, kidnapped reader, breeding kink, voyeurism

A/N: 🖤🖤

"Hello, Master."

Obi-Wan took a deep breath before turning to the voice of his apprentice. He could hear your weak sighs. He smiled, taking a large swig from the glass in his hand. "You didn't bring her to me."

"Clever." Anakin watched him put the glass down on the table and turn towards you. He took a few steps and looked at you, licking his lips. You wear nothing. You only had Anakin's robe, which he put to cover your defenseless body. But he didn't let you wear its arms. The robe hung from your shoulder, leaving your arms trying to hide your breasts. It was a much better view for his pleasure. And it seems he wasn't alone.

"What do you want?" Obi-Wan moved closer to you, trying to ignore the hardening in his pants. His constant gaze scared you, and you sighed, turning your head to Anakin's chest. A sweet sigh that turns them both on. Anakin moved towards one of the seats and whispered to you, reassuring you that everything was okay. That he would never let him touch you. His voice was soft enough to make you trust him and calm you down. But you still threw weak punches on his chest and started sobbing for him to let you go.

He put you on his lap as he sat on the seat and let your legs hang on either side of him. He made his robe fell from your shoulders and grinned as the breathtaking sight of your curved back made Obi-Wan groan. "I want you to beg." He kissed your neck and grabbed your waist. "Beg to touch her."

"You're enjoying this, aren't you? Owning her and showing off. You love to see me go crazy for her little pussy. Oh, you're such an asshole." Obi-Wan walked with the desire of pulling you from his arms, but Anakin pushed him back with force.

"Patience, Master. Be patience and see her delicious parts or try to get her and this will be the last time you see her pretty pussy. Wanna miss the chance to watch her jump on my lap, hm?" He laughed and wasted no more time, he pulled out his cock.

"Please, don't!" No matter how much you screamed, he never let you go. He ran his hungry lips over your cheeks, neck, and lips and stroked your body over and over. He whispered that you were only his as he squeezed your arms, waist, and breasts.

"You have nowhere to go. You can't live without me, my beautiful angel. You need me and I won't let you go anywhere. Understood?" He rubbed his nose against your neck, and his hot breath burned your skin. His touch and words were passionate, even wild, but emotional enough to make you believe when he told you how well he would take care of you. His passion for you was terrifying.

He grabbed your butt and stretched it so Obi-Wan could see your little holes. Caused your body to lean against his hard chest. "Enjoy the show, Master. I'm not always this generous. You should be grateful to me."

Obi-Wan pulled his cock out, staring at your glowing slit. He hated his apprentice was such an arrogant scumbag, but he loved watching you, even though he wanted to touch you so bad. It was hard to admit that you belonged to him, but he didn't want to miss the chance to watch you get fucked. So he kept his mouth shut and enjoyed the show.

"Look at your delicious pussy. So fucking delicious that my Master gone fucking crazy, my litte angel." He placed a watery kiss on your lips. His ecstatic moans echoed in your ears as he kneaded your butt and it became more and more difficult to imagine your freedom.

Panic filled all over you when he took his hands off your butt and lifted you slightly. Before you could resist, he placed his cock in your hole and slowly sat you down. His moans and your screams filled the entire room, leaving Obi-Wan on fire as he stroked his cock with your slow, rhythmic pat. "Fuck her like that, yeah."

Anakin wrapped his arms around you and pressed you to his chest so your butt could give his Master a better view. Oh, how he loved him watching you get fucked like a helpless little prey. He picked up his pace, grabbed your butt harshly and stretched it. Obi-Wan was a lucky man, he thought. Anakin almost got jealous for not being able to watch his own show.

"Look how your little cunt's lips are gripping his big cock. I can see your lips stretching in and out, damn. You're so tight." Obi-Wan was almost there. Your grip was so arousing that he nearly cum right there. But his describing not only turn him on, also made Anakin want to cum straight away. He wanted to paint your walls, wanted his thick and intense cum fill your hole and explode the moment he pulled his cock out. He wanted your breasts to grow day by day and your tummy so round that you couldn't walk. He wanted Obi-Wan to watch him put a baby inside you.

He tightened his grip and slid into you as fast as you could handle. The erotic feelings evoked by the pat sound encouraged both him and his Master to cum. With your hands on his shoulders and your face against his chest, you sobbed. Waiting for him to finish harassing your depths.

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum. Oh, fuck." Obi-Wan walked quickly towards you. Stroking his cock with messy and firm strokes. "I want to cum on her pussy."

Anakin didn't even think of turning down his Master's dirty wish. He was so lost in the taste of your pussy that he laid down on the seat and stretched your butt even more. Obi-Wan got closer and watched Anakin's dick disappear into your tight pussy. He watched how your butt waved with each hit and let the claps fill his ears like a music. The juicy sounds of your pussy made them both ecstatic. And besides your pussy, the little hole on your butt was breathtaking.

"Can I stick my head in her tight little empty hole? Can I fill her ass with my thick cum?"

Anakin was so burned by the dream you were overflowing with cum that he wanted to let his Master just that time. It was incredible to think both of your holes were full. But only he was allowed to touch your precious skin. "Fuck you" he whispered in lust.

"You're an arrogant asshole, fuck." He had a hard time controlling the urge to touch you. If he touched you, he might never see you again, and it would be better if he died. So he contented himself with watching as closely as possible and stroking himself.

It didn't take him long to cum, moaning loudly as he spreading his thick ropes and watched them paint your holes. Then Anakin followed him. He gripped your waist and pressed himself as his final move hit your cervix. His growls filled your ears, his deep breathing making your body shudder on his chest.

"My little breeding angel." He stayed inside you for a few seconds, still high. "I love to fuck you so much."

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The fic about the crossover that really good , i can't stop laughing when i image anakin would said that.

Anyway , the new chapter about Elysia make me sad ... I wanna have her so bad but the story aaaa i refused to believe

Can you image Elysia! Reader ,reader have personality like Elysia and the appearance too with Yandere! Star War ? Pretty please

I heard / read Elysia sometime 'gone' that make people panicc , she just like hiding cmiiw👀

Luvv you , have a nice day xoxo

-🐦Anon

OMG ANOTHER GREAT IDEA FOR CROSSOVER-

i’ll give you the prettiest flower~!

Elysia!reader x yandere!star wars character (HC)

warning : typos, bad grammar  

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Anakin Skywalker

ayo-

i would say these two is the chaotic together

Anakin is having a high-level of jealousy and you’re the friendly person that like to hangout with everyone

you two good together, its just the jealousy that makes your relationship weird

“You flirt with how many people today?”

“Flirt~? i’m just a sweet talking, and oh! only to Senator Amidala and Rex today!”

“that’s a new record, i hope tomorrow you’ll do none- thank lord the mercy”

because we talking about yandere, i think he ever locked you up once..

no- twice...

three times?

but all of that attempts of him locking you up, you managed to escape easily and without even thinking that he’s locking you up.

“Where did you go?”

“The council, Senator’s room, Visiting the padawans, and Master Kenobi’s room!”

“alright that seems like a nice place to go- wait- MASTER’S ROOM? WHAT FOR?”

“giving flowers~!”

“You giving flowers to many people but me? do you not love me anymore?”

“*gasp* Who said that? oh my sweety baby cheeks my lovey dovey, i prepare you something more than just flowers just for you!”

“really?”

“Yeah~! come on walk with me! i’ll show them to you!”

honestly you’re just taking him around the Jedi Temple and then kiss him sweetly in the quiet place and the last, run!

but you guys a powerful couple, you good at negotiation, distracting and also you’re strong in force + able to masters many forms of lightsaber fight etc, while he’s a good pilot, strong, tall, dominating, and plus you both good at making sudden plan or well-prepared plan

noice

so when you’re gone somewhere or he lost you he’s losing his patience

he kill anybody that he suspects while he’s searching for you

but after all he does, he can’t find you, so he’s badly coming back at his place

“GUYS WE LOSE Y/N’

“CHECK, CHECK THE TRASH COMPACTOR”

“OH KRIFF, WHERE IS SHE?”

but then he saw you, sitting with a tea and wrapping yourself with a blanket, he thought he’s hallucinating

“Welcome home Ani! where have you been? i really miss you... :(”

“Is it really you? i should be the one asking where have you been, im worried sick about you..!!”

Obi-wan Kenobi

he’s the protective yandere

he can’t really like giving you limit about your friendship and locking you up or such, so he’ll just be very protective, so he’s watching you 24/7

he feels relieve when you don’t feel bothered by his appearance most of the time, making sure you’re okay

“You know, Obi, you are a true gentlemen, you guard and making me safe, thankyou for your love, i love it so much~”

you often find him looking out for you 24/7 when he’s free, even though he try to be sneaky 

“No Y/N don’t approach him, i have a bad feeling abut him”

“Remember if someone asking you to stay longer with them, tell them you have a husband” -Obi

“But i don’t have a husband?? we haven’t married ye.. you want us to married theenn~?”

if he’s jealous, he’ll just told himself that ‘come on, Y/N does this everyday’

but if you talking buddy acts to far, he’ll pulling your hand, and then “alright that’s it, you’re coming with me”

even though he’s watching you close, he sometimes just lose you, stupid maybe, but that’s what happened..

“Y/N? where are you? Y/N??”

he puts 100% effort on finding you, telling his clones, telling the other masters, but a bit with acting spice, they didn’t think that he search for you because he’s scared of losing you, just worried for general like losing a not-so-close friend.

and then in the middle of his searching, Cody carrying you, who’s holding a bucket of crown flowers

“Surpriseee, seems that you miss me, doesn’t it master Kenobi?”

this whole time you’re just wandering from place to another place, gathering everything that you catch your eyes on.

when you’re in private, he’ll scold you, but he manages to give you food, sweet drinks and dessert while scolding you, so you eat and listen.

“can you please stop hiding and roaming around the way you likes? i can’t always protect you from somebody who knows!”

but as a form of apologies, you place a kiss in his cheek and a warm tight hug, then let out a giggle

“I’m happy that you’re worried over me, such a gentlemen~”

“I love you, please don’t make me worried again, okay love?”

“Okie dokie!”

Padme Amidala

oh god the lovey dovey couple-

she’s a sweetheart, you’re a sweetheart

if you’re both going as a couple in a formal party, or even a normal party, everybody would say that you both are a happy, full of glitter, romance, fluff couple

y’all are the sweetest couple people could ever see

anything happens to you, she doesn’t insist on releasing her full power to solve it ngl

loves loves loves when you both having a skincare routine or a make up-ing session before both of you start your day

gifting is her way to show her love when she’s not able to show up and cuddles then sharing warmth, so she pick the best jewelry, dress, flower, accessory for you when she has to work most of the day

and every single Padme’s gift that you accept, you’ll wear it when you both have a chance to spend time together

when you’re gone, she’s surprisingly handle it well

connection and money baby

the longest record of her effort finding you that goes missing is 12 hours and 30 minutes

well she remembered it lmao

if you sweet talking or even flirt with your friend or sometimes stranger, she wouldn’t mind

that’s you being you anyway, so no problem she guess

but if somebody flirt with you... alright it depends actually

if you flirt back = soon to be friends 

if you’re silent = mayday mayday, red flag, you’re uncomfortable or worst case, you start to like them

SHE KEPT YOU AWAY LMAO

“Alright here’s the plan, stop meeting them ever again”

“why?”

“They play with at least one woman every day” she could be lying she could tell the truth

“Oh they’re bad... thankyou dear, i’ll take a distance from now on!”

Luke Skywalker

damn this boy is the protective and the paranoid yandere

“No don’t talk to them”

“stay here”

“Y/N, stay right here and wait for me, okay?”

“no don’t go there!”

“You can’t do that!?”

at first, he lets you to have fun with your friends

but the way you’re having fun is your friend makes him reconsider his decision

but he doesn’t want to put a limits on your life, he doesn’t want you to be sad

so he ask Leia, Han, or everyone in the rebellion to keep an eye on her or sumn

“we could watch after her, we promise”

well they lose you anyway

“kriff Luke, we lost her!”

“HOW!?”

well of course he check on the whole place at the base, so does with everybody, and then if he hasn’t found you, he’ll grab his helmet and then using his x-wing to search for you in the whole planet

i swear he drop at least one tear when he’s searching for you 

but guess what?

you’re at the back area of the base

how tf nobody find you in there?

feeding some animals...

okay he forgive you because you look pretty and cute while feeding them

but he will not let you go for the next 24 hours

“i swear you scared me, what if you’re not in the base? what if you’re being kidnapped by the empire and i late to save you? what if you’re being hunted by bounty hunter? oh i can’t lose you you know it!”

“hehe sorry, but at least i’m safe, and that’s all that matters right now right?”

[bgm347]

must watch video essays

the romanticization of mental anguish

sympathy for villains 

why people keep playing brutally tough games

the mandela effect: a critical analysis

why uncle iroh was so loved by the media

evil queens: a gay look at disney history

what the internet did to ‘undertale’

the mostly complete lore of hollow-knight

the history of lgbtq+ rep in horror cinema

the aestheticism of evil

analyzing patrick bateman: ‘american psycho’

the perfect musical symmetry of ‘avatar: the last airbender’

how media scares us: the work of junji ito

why do you get spooked by 4th wall breaks?

the impact of ‘the diary of a wimpy kid’

how ‘five nights at freddy’s’ changed horror

grazed by the apocalypse 

inside the sick world of anorexia fetishists

why most disney songs sound so queer 

the timelessness of killer cliques

analyzing azula in ‘avatar: the last airbender’

why danganronpa should only be played once

stranger things: belligerent romance and the danger of nostalgia

horror & girlhood

why anakin and obi-wan kenobi are the perfect parallels

the genius of eren jaeger’s character

what does your imagination look like?

how did ‘the mandalorian’ reinvent ‘star wars’?

the dark undertones of dr. seuss’ art

empathy propaganda in ‘blade runner 2049′

who are we really after everything goes wrong?

the representation of mental illnesses and disorders in animation

finding hope in our scars: why ‘atla’ was so touching

why danganronpa deserves all the praise it gets

‘mulan’: a case of failed empowerment

deconstructing the ‘yandere’ trope

the rise of ‘steve harrington’

are they gay? aziraphale and crowley: ‘good omens’

‘the chosen one’ trope

how foreshadowing works

the three faces of darth vader

the point of ‘devilman crybaby’

the art of dark symbolism

the lost colony of roanoke

the power of being watched

the visual architecture of ‘parasite’

the mystery of a ‘game over’ screen

how people ruined ‘undertale’

‘it’ and ‘stranger things’ on the upside down of nostalgia

the inevitable dread of ‘uzumaki’ (junji ito)

the nightmare artist

why zuko's redemption arc succeeded where others fail

childhood trauma

why sleep is just death being shy

overanalysing ‘mask maker’ 

the history of queer-coding

[bad4amficideas]

Doesn't it happen to you sometimes with certain characters, you can't paint them as easily as you would want as yanderes, without changing their whole alignment or going OCC as well? I don't even want to write please, they are exercises of imagination !!!

I'm talking about you Obi Wan Kenobi!! Like.

Yandere Steve Rogers? ✔

Toshinori Yagi/AllMight? ✔

The Powerpuff Girls✔(I put myself on a "challenge". I passed. Give thanks to Bleedman)

Fucking Usagi Tsukino/Sailor Moon? ✔ Easy peasy. And yes, still the lovely savior of the universe.

But noooooo, Obi Wan ❌ soooooo, he better goes Sith first. Like, Sith!Obi Wan is LiFe but damnit!!

Well, to be frank with myself I see a lot of protective yanderes and stay away from the overly sadistic ones. Although I insist that Sephiroth (FFVII) would only be Sadistic with Capital Letter after going crazy. Maybe a little rough before that.

[kneamet]

Masterlist

Masterlist

Tom Hiddleston

Basic:

- Popular character's Tom Hiddleston in yandere (part 1) 

- Popular character's Tom Hiddleston in yandere (part 2)

[Tom Hiddleston]

- Protection

- I adore you

- Failed Escape

- Patient №73 (fan fiction) — You-a hard-working doctor is transferred to another mental hospital, where you are immediately assigned a very strange, but friendly patient №73. However, you also have to find out the reason why he killed one person. What you don’t know is that when your shift with him is over, he won’t want to let you go.

- Mysterious man

- Pure Admiration

- Branding

- Real Fan 

- Toes 

- Angel of Cards (fan fiction) — Joker, Mr. J, anarchist psychopath, Tom Hiddleston. He had many nicknames. Joker was Gotham's most dangerous and insightful man, with sharp makeup and horribly memorable scars on his face in the form of a smile. He was absolutely crazy and deadly. No one knows his real identity and everyone is afraid of his cruel jokes. But what happens when he becomes obsessed with an ordinary girl? She belongs to him. No one can take her away from him. Even The Batman.

- Betrayal

- Portrait

- CEO

- Donation

- Dependence (fan fiction) — There were many charms in life. However, Tom Hiddleston, having tried the most forbidden ones, could no longer imagine his life without them. The rest for him was nonsense, not worth his attention. After all, in order to survive, he needs to find a dose, thanks to which he feels better, not paying attention to the other rabble that reigns around. He doesn't care about his mother, who brings men into the house; he doesn't care about his sisters, whom he envies; he doesn't care about the whole world. But soon his search for a new dose will turn into a search for a girl who has won a victory over his drug-addicted mind, absorbing him completely and occupying all his thoughts. And he won't stop until he gets what he wants.

[Loki]

- Showing love

- Forced

- Necklace

- Second time

- Westview

- the legend of the god of lies (drabble)

- dance crescent (drabble)

[Robert Laing] 

- Danger

- Daddy's little princess

[Thomas Sharpe]

- Control

- Older Brother (fan fiction) — What if the story of Crimson Peak existed in reality? A menacing atmosphere, Gothic dresses and costumes, an intriguing Sharpe family, with a sister who has a rather strange relationship with her older brother Thomas.

- Disappointment

- Fear 

- Flower

- Perfect

[Hank Williams]

- My little wife 

- Songbird

- Support

- Inspiration

- Delusion (fan fiction) — She was the only girl in his band whose singing he loved so much. She was the person he truly respected. Andy Miles was someone Hank Williams had an unrelenting obsession with.

[Scott Fitzgerald]

- His Muse

- "The Trap of the Word"

[Jaguar!Tom Hiddleston]

- Pancakes

- Typical Stalker 

- Opponent

- Tears

- Danses

[Freddie Page]

- Dangerous Help

- I'll always find you

[Prince Hal/Henry V]

- My Venus

[Jonathan Pine]

- Proposal

- Juliet

- Never

[James Nicholls]

- Christmas Gift

- Baby

[Adam]

- Ray of sun

Ewan Mcgregor

Basic:

- Ewan McGregor's characters in yandere (1 part)

- Ewan McGregor's characters in yandere (2 part)

- Ewan McGregor's characters in yandere (3 part)   

[Obi-Wan Kenobi]

- A dream does not dry on a knife

- glance — and hysteria will begin (drabble)

- requiem for fate (drabble)

- bound by blood (drabble)

- the extinguished star (drabble)

- The stars all belong to the Gods

[Christian]

- le désir de peindre (drabble)

[Roman Sionis] 

- The Caged Bird

-  ​my beautiful madness (drabble)

- blood moom ball (drabble)

[Patrick McKenna]

- angels don't fly (drabble)

- All the roses go to hell

- crown of thorns (drabble)

[Mark Renton]

- black sun (drabble)

[Curt Wild]

- amore amore (drabble)

[Christopher Robin]

- Chance

[Jonathan McQuarry]

- Illusions

A/N I don't have a lot of stories yet, but I promise that the master list will be updated every day.

[yanderes-galore]

Yandere platonic Ashoka vs Yandere platonic Darth maul hcs with a Jedi reader who was close to Ashoka till reader left to work with Maul instead.

Sure! Kept the idea general so there may be some spoilers but I don't entirely focus on specific plot points if that makes sense?

Yandere! Platonic! Ahsoka vs Yandere! Platonic! Darth Maul with Jedi! Darling

Pairing: Platonic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Manipulation, Overprotective behavior, Angst, Rivalry, Violence, Potential murder, Dubious companionship.

The idea of you and Ahsoka being friends as Padawans only for you to turn to the Dark Side is the idea that came to me for this.

For some reason she noticed changes in you... right up until you disappear.

What happened to you? Well, you found a new master.

Darth Maul.

Darth Maul has been shown to have a lonely life.

For the most part he just cares about vengeance against Darth Sidious and Obi-Wan.

This is the primary reason he is searching for an apprentice.

Which is when he eventually finds you... a disillusioned Jedi.

Once Maul gets his hands on you he cultivates hate and anger within you... making you his to teach and control.

But let's talk about you and Ahsoka first.

You and Ahsoka knew each other for months as Jedi in training.

You had your own master and was well acquainted with Ahsoka and Anakin.

Being Jedi you naturally grew close as allies and even friends.

On missions you often met up to provide aid.

Since Jedi are unable to have close attachments, Ahsoka is the closest you have.

You're friends... protective of one another.

Things most likely don't go downhill until something tragic happens to you.

Maybe your master died?

Even worse, Darth Sidious had them killed or something similar to that.

Somehow an event strong enough to shake your faith occurs and you begin to feel... different.

If we're going based off the idea your master died, maybe you blame The Order for it.

Honestly... you could blame a lot for your tragedy.

Ahsoka most likely notices a change in your aura.

After all, you're close friends!

She couldn't imagine her life without you!

That's why when she notices you feel... darker, she's concerned.

Being her usual kind self she tries to ask you about it.

She fears your actions will turn dark and she'll lose you.

She really doesn't want her best friend to become her enemy.

You try to tell her not to worry about you but she keeps pressing.

She can tell you no longer believe in the Jedi... perhaps even deciding to pursue vengeance and anger.

Ahsoka doesn't want to leave you alone, she wants to convince you not to do what you're about to do.

But eventually a mission will drag her away from you.

Something she regrets deeply... as when she goes to find you, you're gone.

Ahsoka most likely blames herself for your actions.

She has no idea where you went and wonders if she ever could help you.

She doesn't give up on the idea of finding you and making things right... but that brings us to Darth Maul.

Your encounter with Darth Maul was willing.

While he looked for someone to help him with revenge, he met you.

He could even sense the craving for vengeance and rage laying dormant within you... yet traces of it were evident.

As a result... he offers you to join him.

He promises to give you the power you need to soothe your inner torment.

He promises if you help him... you'll be happy.

In the end... you accept.

You become Darth Maul's apprentice.

Originally he plans to just use you to get revenge against his old master and Kenobi by feeding into your hate.

He convinces you the Jedi are useless now and that he can only change things if he has you.

He needs to get rid of his master, his master's puppet, and the one who ruined him.

But he soon realizes he doesn't need you just to obtain his goal.

He appreciates the company you provide.

Your thoughts are similar to one another, allowing you to bond over shared hate.

He manipulates your dark side... making you someone new.

He trains you and learns about you.

Through you he most likely learns about your past friendship with Ahsoka.

He can tell you still care about your fellow Padawan.

Yet why should you?

You should just care about your new master and the new role given to you.

He fears Ahsoka will try to purify your darkness... that she'll take you from him.

So he'll do everything in his power to prevent that.

Ahsoka only gets to meet you again when she has her final confrontation with Maul.

She has never met Maul, only heard of him from Obi-Wan.

Which makes it a big shocker when she meets Maul... and you beside him, clothed in black.

Oh her heart aches.

This is where you went!

You really have given up your role as Jedi.

She can't blame you, by this point she left The Order too.

She understands your pain and betrayal.

But now you've hurt her.

She no doubt tries to get you back, a desperate attempt to convince you to change.

Maul no doubt has the fear of losing you bubble in him again and tells you not to listen.

Ahsoka just wants her friend back, while Maul wants to keep his new apprentice to change fate... neither wants to be alone again.

This final confrontation has different motives than the original in Clone Wars.

This one is about preventing loneliness.

A fight to see who keeps their companion... one whose now torn on who to be with.

You care for Ahsoka as a dear friend... you care for Maul as your master and yet another friend.

You worry you'll lose one of them.

In fact you worry mostly for Maul killing Ahsoka.

You know Ahsoka would never murder... but that look in her eyes scares you.

By the end of this long battle... one of them will have you in the end.

You quickly begin to dread the outcome.

Maybe if you never left Ahsoka... you wouldn't have to see them fight over you.

Or maybe this was your fate all along no matter what you did?

[theyanderespecialist]

Should I?

Hello My Sexy Readers, Last night I had a dream and it told me this idea.

Something like (Name) I am Your Father and Starlight. But as a new idea and Story.

(Name) Skywalker is the daughter of Darth Vader and the Late Padme. The youngest of three triplets. She had not been placed with Luke and she had not been placed with Leia. She was far to strong for her own good so she was taken as the adopted daughter of Obi Wan Kenobi on a planet farther than the outer Rim.

Earth.

Earth was much different than the Empire. Had very few droids and no force users in it's long history.

(Name) was trained by her adoptive father to hide her force abilities as he knew she was to strong and that she would be snatched by the empire if she used him. When Obi Was close to death she started to sing as he held her hand and something knew happen Obi Wan was as young as he was when he was a general. By The Force this girl was more than anyone could imagine.

Later on Obi Wan Joins the Rebellion and while he is gone reader gets a chance to go into space. Unaware she was being assigned as a intern on the same ship as Darth Vader what will happen will she remain hidden from her father

(Lots of yandere lots of incest and lots of Obi wan Dreamy eyes.)

Comment bellow if this should become a story?

(Yes or No?)