unburnt!darth vader x pregnant!reader headcanons
warnings: fluff(?), pregnancy, hormones, all that stuff, not proofread
notes: based on this request. honestly, pregnancy is not my favourite topic to write about, but as long as it doesn’t enter DNI territory then i am on board <3 also, this was supposed to be a fic but i didn’t like where it was going… 😬 sorry!! regardless, happy reading ;)
DARTH VADER who agreed to conceive a child with you after he noticed your profound loneliness when he would be off on missions. you weren’t exactly together, it was a connection solely based on lust and casual sex. but life under the empire was quite isolating for a young woman.
DARTH VADER who always reminds you that despite his agreement to the conception, he wants to maintain boundaries; meaning no romantic feelings.
“just know, that i am only committing to this for your sake. this connection is rooted in sexual intimacy and nothing beyond that. are we clear, madam?” vader preaches with a sternness that you’d already heard like a million times.
“i know, vader. i know.” you’ll mumble, with your hands sitting over your barely-noticeable belly.
DARTH VADER who constructed a personalised droid to monitor you and your health was the pregnancy progresses.
“what is this?” you eye the silver, protocol mechanoid with curiosity.
“i am 1D-10T, human cyborg relations.” the droid chirped the standard greeting for all protocol droids.
vader steps forward, setting his organic hand on the left shoulder plate of the droid. “he will watch over you during you, and the baby, as it grows. it comes with all the functions you’ll need— automated data logs, nutritional direction, stress mitigation, and others.”
you tilt your head and let out a scoff. “I am not a child that requires helicoptering, vader. I am a fully functional woman who can manage herself.”
“life under the empire leaves no room for accidents,” vader says sternly, the gold in his eyes unwavering. “we are actively growing a human under grim circumstances. if ensuring you are safe means taking such measures to prevent any mishaps from occurring, make it so.”
you understand that he wants the best for you, but wasn’t this a little too much? also, for a sith lord, and one as morose as him, he’s quite overbearing. makes you wonder if something from his past influenced that.
One-Dee (the droid’s nickname) was, to say the least, excruciatingly prying.
“madam, did you already take your prenatals?” he snaps you out of your focus.
“one-dee, this is the fourth time you have asked me,” you grumble with annoyance. for kriff’s sake, you just wanted to drink some tea and watch a HoloDrama and this wireback hadn’t left your side since you woke up.
“i understand, my lady. but my software has programmed me to supervise you at all times and to never leave you out of my sight, it also includes consistent inquiring to make certain you and the child are in your best shape.”
you would kill vader for this, but you would rather not have you and your unborn baby be executed by the empire for murder.
DARTH VADER will be a protective freak himself during the rare occasion he is back at the Executor, though he would not admit to it and revert back to his unfazed, callous persona right after you point it out,
his hands hover over your growing baby bump (you were five months along now), and his fingers twitch with hesitation. “there’s a child— our child, in there. like, growing in there… it is kicking, right?”
you roll your eyes, “yes, vader. the baby is kicking. seriously, i am fine.”
“are you all right?” he asks gingerly as he barely moves an inch. “you are not hurting, are you? snd the child, i just want to ensure it’s growing okay, and…”
chuckling, you cut him off by reaching out and gently placing his fingers over your belly. then it’s almost as if he instinctively did it, but his full palm rested against it, feeling the little miracle of a life in your womb. he curses something inaudible, most likely in huttese.
“sweet force, i-it’s real. our child, developing, inside of you,” the slightest hint of a smile dusted off his face. it was a state you’d never seen him in before, considering he’s the brooding dark lord after all.
“look at you, your behaviour when coming in contact with the baby,”
“what about it?”
“you don’t realise? your body language, your tone has changed greatly,” you say with a laugh. “it’s rare to see you so caring, so tame. i’m telling you, the baby is doing something to you.”
then, as if a light switch flipped, the faint smile that was just adorning his typical deadpan face was wiped off in an instant. he quickly retracts his hand (but you can still feel the imprint of his palm) and positions himself ceremoniously. he clears his throat, “i must depart for a meeting to discuss a new series of Imperal-Class Star Destroyers with Admiral Tarkin. One-Dee will watch over you.”
“vader, i thought you had another hour until the appointment?” you cross your arms and narrow your eyes.
“by arriving prematurely also equates to concluding the matters early, too. i also have other tasks to attend to, the emperor must not wait. take care of yourself, m’lady.” vader sweeps past you and throws his closk over his head to conceal his golden-brown, shaggy curls. you sigh and press your palm over where his was on your belly just a minute ago. to your dismay, that single moment might have been the closest you got to a domestic, normal family.
DARTH VADER might try excusing himself with Imperial assignments, but that couldn’t hide the subtle, growing affection that he was having for you and the baby. it was a slow process, you can’t just snap your fingers and have a sith lord go from rough to a total sweetie overnight. but it still brought a sense of hope that when the baby arrives, vader can at least step in sometimes to play a supportive parent.
“it is extraordinary, beautiful I’d call it, for a growing child to dwell in the body of a single human for nine months, and that body grows accustomed to it for nine months.” that was just one of the many expressions he’d made regarding the pregnancy, and each one always made you glow.
“the conference was a success, other than having to choke two morons as punishments for their arrogance,” he states stoically, and you always have to pretend that you are not a teensy bit terrified when imagining that. but it was always worth it to see the subtle softening of his typically hardened face when he looks down at your bump. “the little one is doing just fine, is that right?”
that evening, you could’ve sworn his eyes changed colour for half a second.
soon after, the day of delivery came. vader had taken a leave for a couple of weeks to take care of you and the newborn, earning approval from his master. he justified his temporary exit with exhaustion and promised to be recharged by the time he returned. sidious was not a fool, he knew there must have been something greater behind what his apprentice was telling him. still, he did not push it. plus it gave him thr advantage of piling up more tasks for when he comes back.
in the quiet evening of your shared quarters, you lay your daughter— a little girl named nova skywalker, to rest in her crib. the surname skywalker was taken after her father’s real name, anakin skywalker.
“there is something I must confess,”
the words, spoken by none other than vader, caught your attention. you snap your head forward to find him resting against the door frame. you step closer, just a few inches away from his torso. “do tell.”
he cleats his throat. “these past few months have taught me many things: mostly the female body and its ability to adapt itself to become a living sanctuary for a clump of cells,” that earned a chuckle out of you. then, he leans in to where your chests met and the proximity lessened.
“however, there was one more thing I learned. a concept that I was reintroduced to, feelings i thought I had suppressed for many, many years. something i never thought I had the energy to feel anymore since turning myself over to the dark side.” you tilt your head, puzzled by the direction of this conversation. “i lost something, someone, right after the formation of the empire. and since then, i have been a shell of my former self. nothing has ever been the same, until this happened.” he gestures his head over to the crib, your head following his direction. “you and the birth of our sweet girl unearthed those emotions that were buried deep in my consciousness. i thought it was impossible. but the force works in strange ways.”
turning back, your right hand reaches to hold his shoulder. “what are you saying?” you ask softly.
vader’s mechanical hand comes up to cup the back of your head, his breath mingling with yours before uttering, “i’m saying that i love you.”
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