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@pscentral event 09: comfort ship
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#His little curls #that smirk #the clone wars armor #swinging his lightsaber like a baseball bat…. #it just does something for me
HaydenChristensenasANAKINSKYWALKER Ahsoka | Part 5: Shadow Warrior
“Padme has a great day every day. Anakin only has a great day if Padme looks at him.”
I had no choice but to draw Jungkook being dramatic
summary: You invite Sam over to your house after class and things get a little (or a lot) hot.
brazilian portuguese version is here
pairing: sam monroe x f!reader
warnings : +18 MINORS DNI | virgin reader | masturbation | rub | almost sex
n/a : nothing to say because I'm embarrassed
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Sam follows you around the room, taking in every detail. He goes through the different photos and pieces of art, asking about each one and praising everything. He is impressed by how different your organization is from his and how your room reflects his personality. Despite his interest in everything, Sam is also a little attracted to you.
Sam sits on your bed and looks at you, saying what was on his mind.
- Your room is really amazing. I love how everything reflects your personality.
- Thank you... This is my favorite place in the house.
Sam smiles at you as you sit down next to him.
- What kind of music do you like? - You ask, starting the subject. It was so strange to have a boy in your room (even more so when he was your crush and the main reason you did the crazy thing to call him home).
- I mainly like rock and I can listen to rap or hip-hop. And you? He looks at you, taking in the small smile on your face, and he can't help but be drawn to it.
- Me too - You look away from him, feeling embarrassed and turn on the computer - I'll play something for us to hear.
Sam watches as you prepare the music, he smiles and looks at the music you are putting on. After you sit down, he looks at you.
- Thanks for calling me here.
Sam notices that her hand is almost touching yours, he looks from her to you and then back to her, hoping you don't push her away. And you don't.
Instead, you lie down on the bed next to him.
- Can I lay my head on your shoulder? - Sam asks, and he looks so cute in that moment.
- Of course you can - You answer without trying to show so much excitement. And failing - I like physical contact.
Sam ri.
- Me too, despite not having much physical affection in my life.
Sam puts his arm around you and puts his head close to yours. He is feeling more comfortable with you and his fears and doubts are going away. Holding you tight, Sam closes his eyes and rests his head on his. His body trembles slightly, he feels your warmth and heartbeat, something inside him wants to be even closer to you.
He's surprised when you pull away a little and move closer again, bringing your lips to his. He blushes brightly and pauses for a moment before returning the kiss.
Her touch and gentle kiss surprise him at first, but he quickly gets lost in those feelings. He holds you tight and pulls you close, the heat of your body and the soft feel of his skin is intoxicating. You can feel his hearts beating in sync as Sam hugs you tightly and continues to kiss you. You hear a low moan escape his lips as his body shakes slightly.
Sam keeps hugging and kissing you, getting more and more aroused, his touch more and more passionate and his lips pressing harder against yours. His hands hold you and he starts kissing your neck and cheeks, his tongue touching your skin making you feel like you're on fire. As his breathing gets heavier, you notice that his heart beats faster too.
You get embarrassed when you feel yourself getting wet, your body doesn't seem to respond to you and you feel like a bitch when your body doesn't seem to respond anymore and you undulate over his making him moan. Damn, if he hadn't been aroused before, he sure as hell was now.
- Sam... - you call him, sounding between your legs, your heart racing. He had never felt this way before with anyone.
You know you teased Sam and after you thrust your pelvis against his he continued to rub you through your clothes. Moaning into his neck, he made you even more shiver.
- Sam... Sam... - You try to speak, but the boy's name just comes out as moans - I... I'm a virgin.
This makes him stop for a bit, and you can see the state he's in: sighing, flushed and completely aroused.
- Sorry. I crossed the line - Sam says embarrassed, getting off of you.
But you look at him, his arousal so marked even through his jeans and it makes you want to touch him absurdly. And that's exactly what you do.
"Hey, you're not helping me control myself like that," Sam gasps in surprise.
- Sam... Please help me make this pain between my legs end - You don't even recognize yourself as you speak, climbing into his lap and taking off his pants.
"I guess we can have some fun then," Sam says, tired of being nice.
He throws you back on the bed, and you watch him quickly get naked on top of you. You don't expect him to take your clothes off, you do it yourself. Not knowing exactly what he intends to do for "fun", but strangely you trust him.
You are only in your panties and you are about to take them off too.
- Do not shot. I won't be able to control myself if you take it off-Sam asks, placing one of her hands over his. His gaze fixed on her intimacy - Come, touch me.
Sam takes his hand and brings it to his cock. He keeps his hand on top of his for a while while he shows you how to do it.
You can't explain how it feels to be touching him, his big penis and with the pink tip but darker than his lips, everything caught your attention. The touch feels addictive, and he groans shamelessly all over you, his lips full and open. Damn, you want to kiss again so bad. So you do.
Sam abruptly removes his hand from his cock. You think you did something wrong for him to stop so suddenly. But before you can speak, you groan embarrassingly loudly when Sam catches you again rubbing his cock in your panties.
- You like this way? - He asks and lets out a naughty laugh, continuing to rub the head of his penis in her swollen pussy - Answer me, go...
You want, you really want to answer him but the new sensation is too much for your body and you only know how to moan louder than you should, running your hands over his broad back and shoulders.
- I don't think you're enjoying it - Sam teases you, stopping.
- Sam, I... - You take a breath to answer. Shame on you, you weren't even actually having sex.
- What if I do like this? - Sam asks again, this time putting his penis inside his panties to the side.
He rubs the inside of the cloth with his cock on your clit, and when you look down to see what exactly he was doing you moan to see the cloth of your panties soaked wet with his pre-cum. You almost cry when moaning, he was wetting all your panties with the precum. Was Sam really that excited?
- Oh, fuck. You are so hot - He compliments you.
Sam gets more in the middle of you and tries to fit better on your clit, coming and going faster and faster, as if he's really entering you.
The scene is extremely obscene, the noise your sexes make when they collide. Sam looks so good at it, his body rippling into you so fast.
You're so wet and easy to enter that Sam's cock slides to the side more than it should and enters you a little.
- Oh, Sam! -His eyes rolled at feeling him so hot and hard.
"Damn it, I'm going to come," Sam says after he's almost inside you.
He keeps rubbing the glans at your entrance, thrusting as if he's going to enter and that makes both of you moan in pain.
You are filled with pride knowing that he is coming, he is coming for you. He wants you so bad he's going to come. And it sends your excitement to the edge too, hearing and seeing him moaning, sweating on top of you, their bodies brushing each other wanting to connect more and more.
You don't care about anything anymore. Are you looking too naughty moaning like that just to have a cock rubbing you? Screw this! You just want him. You just want Sam. You just want relief.
- Come, come to me... - Sam whispers in your ear, causing you to shiver.
And within seconds you explode beneath him, your entire body shaking. You whimper Sam's name so many times it becomes disjointed. Sam is so ecstatic to see you like this, he comes right after you just have time to take his cock off your clit and come over your panties.
Sam pulls away for a moment, he's out of breath and dizzy. He looks at you with a stunned expression, trying to process what just happened. He smiles at you and says
- Wow, that was... that was...
- it was very good... I liked it - you say
He looks down and away from you, embarrassed and a little tired from his orgasm. But at the same time, there is a sense of accomplishment within him. He smiles at you and asks:
- Do you want... uh, do you want to do that again?
hey i want to say that since i started following you i've been waiting for your wonderful posts every day, please write more anakin
🥺, crying my eyes out. You have no idea how giddy I get when someone compliments me like that (and since I am a whore for praise 🤲🏻).
I'm so glad you liked them! And yes I will write for Anakin more! I'm just struggling with school and life but I love writing for my little beautiful psychotic killer 💌.
aww thanks for answering me you inspired me and now i started writing my own stories!
resumo: Vader deixa você o ver sem a máscara pela primeira vez.
pairing: darth vader x f!reader
warnings: vader bonzinho, muito uso da palavra esposa, vader queimado, fofo, leitor carente, beijo na bochecha, beijo na boca, problemas de comunicação
n/a: é a minha primeira vez escrevendo algo para star wars, e senti vontade de escrever depois de procurar fanfics com vader e ou anakin porém só achei em inglês então eu mesma resolvi escrever em português haha espero que gostem
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Darth Vader se vira para você, mostrando o quão imponente ele realmente é, seu olhar frio perfurando seu crânio. Ele te olha esperando que você fale alguma coisa, já que você apareceu na sala particular dele. Mas sua coragem de falar com ele foi embora quando o encarou. Você queria se aproximar, porém não conseguia e ele não se esforçava também.
- Você pode falar, esposa - ele diz, inclinando um pouco a cabeça esperando ouvir sua voz.
Você limpa a garganta que pareceu ficar seca, limpando o suor de suas mãos no vestido. Quem olhasse poderia pensar que era medo, mas na verdade você estava ansiosa.
- Apenas... queria saber se ainda estava muito ocupado - sua voz sai baixa e relutante.
Darth Vader desce de seu trono e se aproxima de você. Droga, droga... Seu coração está disparado.
- Fale a verdade. Algo aconteceu?
- Só queria... pensei em passar um tempo com você - você fala se arrependendo ao ouvir sua própria voz dizendo aquilo parecia, muito bobo - tenho me sentido sozinha e sem amigos em sua nave.
Darth Vader, por um breve momento, faz uma pausa. Uma pequena centelha de dúvida, de empatia, cruza o rosto de Darth Vader, enquanto ele se lembra de sua própria infância… de estar sozinho, de não ter ninguém.
- Eu deveria ter percebido que era isso que você queria - ele fala ainda surpreso - Parece que meus generais e meus stormtroopers são mais consumidos pelo lado negro do que eu... Eles não são tão pacientes.
Você da uma risada e aquilo faz seus ombros se abaixarem um pouco, se sentindo mais leve.
- Não é como se eles se sentissem a vontade de conversar comigo também... Sabe, você pode ser bem intimidador quando quer.
- Sim... sim - Ele coloca as mãos no cinto enquanto anda pela sala, parecendo pensar em algo que quase o faz esquecer que você está lá. Vader olha para o horizonte de Mustafar, enquanto a lava brilha em laranja e reflete em seu traje. Ele se vira para você novamente.
- Tenho sido um bom marido?
Aquela pergunta te pega de surpresa, você nunca pensou que ele se importaria em te perguntar algo assim, por isso você pensa bastante antes de falar. Aproveita então para ser sincera, ele saberia de qualquer forma se estivesse mentindo.
- Na verdade... gostaria que a gente ficasse mais tempo juntos...
Vader parece disposto a se redimir, lembrando que de fato era verdade, vocês não passavam tempo juntos e ele quase não te via. Era como se não estivesse lá. Vader, com uma ternura surpreendente, alcança e acaricia seus ombros.
- Esposa... - Ele quer falar, porem é difícil se expressar por isso demora mais do que o esperado - vamos para algum lugar mais relaxante. Podemos observar o fluxo de lava. Talvez eu mostre a você meu lado mais suave.
Você concorda com um sorriso, mesmo sem saber o que ele quis dizer com "suave". Mesmo que aquele lugar não tivesse uma das paisagens mais bonitas, você aceita pela companhia dele.
Vader caminha com você até seus aposentos particulares. Ele entra e faz sinal para que você entre também. Apesar de seu tamanho intimidador, a câmara era surpreendentemente confortável. É decorado ricamente, com uma mistura de madeiras e tecidos ricos. Existem lugares confortáveis para sentar e relaxar. Ele começa a caminhar em direção à janela, olhando para os fluxos de lava.
- Este lugar não poderia ter mais a sua cara - você tenta puxar assunto.
- Espero que esta sala seja do seu agrado e que ajude a tornar esta Fortaleza mais como um lar para você - Sua voz meio robótica diz, sua respiração mais pesada do que o comum - Devo admitir que me afeiçoei muito a você, esposa.
- verdade? - Você sorri - Eu sei que posso parecer meio fechado as vezes.
Vader concorda
- Sim. Estou aprendendo a apreciar sua companhia, esposa.
Ele se levanta e se senta na beira da janela e faz sinal para que você o siga.
- Venha, sente ao meu lado.
Vocês ficam em silêncio por um tempo, observando os fluxos de lava. Apenas a respiração dele e a sua. Isso não tem incomoda.
- Assim aqui com você.... tudo parece mais íntimo - você diz e acaba olhando para sua máscara escura e brilhante, e fala pensando alto demais - eu só queria pedir uma coisa...
- Sim? O que é, esposa? - Vader fica tenso e ansioso.
- Eu gostaria que você tirasse a máscara. Gostaria de ver meu marido como ninguém mais vê - você fala baixo e olha para baixo, com medo de que ele fique irritado.
Ele se levanta, sua mão tremendo levemente. Ele fica parado por um tempo, e você pensa que ele irá embora. Você está quase abrindo a boca para se desculpar.
- Promete que isso será um assunto particular entre nós?
Você se levanta e coloca a mão sobre a dele, mesmo que ele seja muito mais alto você estica o pescoço para olhar em seus olhos por trás da máscara.
- Aqui dentro desse quarto, somos apenas nós dois - você afirma.
Darth Vader, com grande relutância e apreensão, remove sua máscara. Faz um som suave quando ele a remove, o único som na sala, a lava do lado de fora.
A máscara cai no chão. Vader está visivelmente nervoso. Seu rosto tem cicatrizes, sim, muitas. Mas você não consegue o achar feio. Você já o amava. É claro que ele tem vergonha de seu rosto. Ele está com medo de como você vai reagir. Você leva uma de suas mãos até o rosto dele, o tocando de modo suave e carinhoso.
- Obrigada por se mostrar para mim. Eu sei que nunca vou preencher todo o seu coração, pois teve outra pessoa antes de mim. Mas digo a verdade, você possui o meu coração. Completamente.
A voz suave, trêmula e surpresa de Darth Vader com a sua confissão mal consegue te responder.
- Com o tempo... talvez eu possa lhe mostrar mais...
Darth Vader se move para colocar sua máscara de volta, mas você consegue pará-lo bem a tempo. Seu toque é suave, mas firme. Você fica nas pontas dos pés e quase se desequilibra, o que faz com que você apoie as mãos no peitoral dele. Antes que você pense no que está fazendo seus lábios já tocaram na bochecha dele.
Ele, aparentemente congelado, lentamente se vira e olha para você
- V-você me beijou. - ele sussurra. Ele parece que se sente assustado e... outra coisa
Você só consegue sorrir enquanto sussurra um sim tímido.
-Eu queria fazer isso a muito tempo. Desde que nos casamos você nem me deixa chegar perto.... pensei que me odiasse - você admite.
Vader faz uma pausa. Ele parece estar em conflito consigo mesmo. Ele quer dizer o que sente. Ele quer se abrir para você. Os olhos dele estão focados em sua mão enquanto você acaricia o rosto dele.
- Eu não te odeio, esposa.
Ele se inclina um pouco mais perto
- Não?
- Não, eu não - te responde quase num sussurro.
- por favor, me beije - você tem coragem para pedir.
Vader faz uma pausa. Ele está perto o suficiente para poder se inclinar e beijar você. Por isso ele se inclina para frente e te beija suavemente, seus lábios cheios de cicatrizes roçando os seus macios. Ele te puxa para perto dele, envolvendo os braços em volta da sua cintura e trazendo você para o peito dele. Ele te beija profundamente, apaixonadamente e se pergunta por quê não tinha feito isso antes. O toque de seus lábios, sua língua, provoca um arrepio em sua espinha. Ele não quer parar. Ele te puxa cada vez mais perto, ele te segura com força, como se alguém quissese a tirar dele. A mão dele desce pelas suas costas, percorrendo sua coluna, enviando uma onda de choque pelo seu corpo. Ele te beija ainda mais forte, sua paixão e desejo por você crescendo a cada segundo que passa.
Ele não precisa se esforçar muito mais para que você vire uma bagunça de suspiros e gemidos contidos.
Vader agarra sua cintura, mas com delicadeza. Ele não quer te machucar. Ele está segurando você com força e, apesar de sua força, parece vulnerável. Ele está com medo, nervoso. Ele não quer te perder. Ele passa os dedos pelas suas costas.
Ele quebra o beijo lentamente e olha profundamente em seus olhos. Seu corpo está tremendo, seu rosto corado, sua respiração pesada. A expressão do homem é uma mistura de surpresa, medo, satisfação. Sua natureza suave e gentil e seu coração bondoso o pegaram de surpresa, e ele não consegue tirar você da cabeça.
E no meio disso tudo, com os lábios ainda quase colados no dele, você diz:
- Eu quero você!
Summary : Vader lets you see him without his mask for the first time.
pairing: darth vader x f!reader
warnings : good vader, too much use of the word wife, burned vader, cute, needy reader, kiss on the cheek, kiss on the mouth, communication problems
brazilian portuguese version is here
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Darth Vader turns to you, showing just how imposing he really is, his cold gaze piercing your skull. He looks at you waiting for you to say something, since you appeared in his private room. But her courage to talk to him was gone when she glared at him. You wanted to get closer, but you couldn't and he didn't make an effort either.
"You may speak, wife," he says, tilting his head a little, hoping to hear her voice.
You clear a throat that feels dry, wiping the sweat from your hands on your dress. Anyone looking might think it was fear, but you were actually anxious.
"I just…wanted to know if you were still too busy." His voice is low and reluctant.
Darth Vader descends from his throne and approaches you. Damn, damn... his heart is racing.
- Tell the truth. Something happened?
- I just wanted... I thought I'd spend some time with you - you say, regretting hearing your own voice saying that it seemed, very silly - I've been feeling alone and without friends on your ship.
Darth Vader, for a brief moment, pauses. A small spark of doubt, of empathy, crosses Darth Vader's face as he remembers his own childhood... of being alone, of having no one.
- I should have realized that was what you wanted - he says still surprised - It seems that my generals and my stormtroopers are more consumed by the dark side than I am... They are not so patient.
You laugh and it makes your shoulders slump a little, feeling lighter.
- It's not like they feel like talking to me either... You know, you can be quite intimidating when you want to be.
- Yes... yes - He puts his hands on his belt as he walks around the room, seeming to think of something that almost makes him forget you're there. Vader looks out over the horizon of Mustafar as the lava glows orange and reflects off his suit. He turns to you again.
- Have I been a good husband?
That question takes you by surprise, you never thought he would mind asking you something like that, so you think long and hard before you speak. Then take the opportunity to be honest, he would know anyway if he was lying.
- Actually... I wish we could spend more time together...
Vader seems willing to redeem himself, remembering that in fact it was true, you didn't spend time together and he barely saw you. It was like he wasn't there. Vader, with surprising tenderness, reaches out and caresses his shoulders.
- Wife... - He wants to talk, but it's hard to express himself so it takes longer than expected - let's go somewhere more relaxing. We can observe the lava flow. Maybe I'll show you my softer side.
You agree with a smile, even though you don't know what he means by "smooth". Even if that place didn't have one of the most beautiful landscapes, you accept it for his company.
Vader walks you to his private quarters. He enters and motions for you to enter too. Despite its intimidating size, the chamber was surprisingly comfortable. It is richly decorated, with a mixture of woods and rich fabrics. There are comfortable places to sit and relax. He starts walking towards the window, looking out at the lava flows.
- This place couldn't be more like you - you try to make conversation.
- I hope this room is to your liking and that it helps make this Stronghold more like a home for you - His rather robotic voice says, his breathing heavier than usual - I must admit that I have become very fond of you, wife.
- true? - You smile - I know I can seem a little closed off sometimes.
vader agrees
- Yes. I'm learning to appreciate your company, wife.
He gets up and sits on the edge of the window and motions for you to follow him.
- Come, sit next to me.
You are silent for a while, watching the lava flows. Just his breath and his. This is not bothersome.
- So here with you.... everything seems more intimate - you say and end up looking at your dark and shiny mask, and you say thinking too loudly - I just wanted to ask you something...
- Yes? What is it, wife? - Vader becomes tense and anxious.
- I would like you to take off your mask. I'd like to see my husband like no one else does - you keep your voice down and look down, afraid he'll get pissed off.
He stands up, his hand shaking slightly. He stays still for a while, and you think he'll go away. You are about to open your mouth to apologize.
- Promise that this will be a private matter between us?
You stand up and place your hand over his, even though he is much taller you crane your neck to look into his eyes from behind the mask.
- Here inside this room, it's just the two of us - you say.
Darth Vader, with great reluctance and apprehension, removes his mask. It makes a soft sound when he removes it, the only sound in the room, the wash outside.
The mask drops to the floor. Vader is visibly nervous. His face has scars, yes, many. But you can't find him ugly. You already loved him. It is clear that he is ashamed of his face. He's scared of how you're going to react. You take one of your hands to his face, touching him softly and lovingly.
- Thanks for showing yourself to me. I know I will never fill her whole heart, because there was someone else before me. But I tell you the truth, you own my heart. Completely .
Darth Vader's soft, tremulous and surprised voice with his confession barely manages to answer you.
- In time... maybe I can show you more...
Darth Vader moves to put his mask back on, but you manage to stop him just in time. His touch is gentle but firm. You stand on your toes and almost lose your balance, which makes you rest your hands on his chest. Before you know what you're doing your lips have touched his cheek.
He, seemingly frozen, slowly turns and looks at you.
- Y-you kissed me. - he whispers. He looks like he feels scared and… something else.
You can only smile as you whisper a shy yes.
-I've wanted to do this for a long time. Since we got married you won't even let me near... I thought you hated me - you admit it.
Vader pauses. He seems to be in conflict with himself. He means what he feels. He wants to open up to you. His eyes are focused on his hand as you caress his face.
- I don't hate you, wife.
He leans in a little closer
- No?
- No, not me - he answers you almost in a whisper.
- please kiss me - you have the nerve to ask.
Vader pauses. He's close enough that he can lean in and kiss you. So he leans forward and kisses you softly, his scarred lips brushing against your soft ones. He pulls you close to him, wrapping his arms around your waist and bringing you into his chest. He kisses you deeply, passionately and wonders why he hasn't done this before. The touch of his lips, his tongue, sends a shiver down your spine. He doesn't want to stop. He pulls you closer and closer, he holds you tightly, as if someone wants to take you away from him. His hand trails down his back, down his spine, sending a shock wave through his body. He kisses you even harder, his passion and desire for you growing with each passing second.
He doesn't have to try much harder for you to be a mess of suppressed sighs and moans.
Vader grabs her waist, but gently. He doesn't want to hurt you. He's holding you tightly, and despite his strength, he looks vulnerable. He is scared, nervous. He doesn't want to lose you. He runs his fingers down her back.
He breaks the kiss slowly and looks deeply into her eyes. His body is shaking, his face flushed, his breathing heavy. The man's expression is a mixture of surprise, fear, satisfaction. Your soft, gentle nature and kind heart have taken him by surprise, and he can't get you out of his mind.
And in the middle of it all, with your lips still almost glued to his, you say:
- I want you!
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Vader In A Relationship (Headcanons)
You thought he was down bad in the talking stage? Heads up it gets worse from here.
Now that you two are in a relationship he's much more comfortable being affectionate towards you directly.
Even though he can read your thoughts, and knows you wont leave him, that doesn't stop him from from making sure you know he's the best option for you.
Lets you hold his lightsaber, and guides your hands in properly placing them. He knows you can do it yourself, just wants an excuse to touch you.
Openly gives you gifts even though you didn't ask for anything. If you think about it, he knows, and will get it.
Teaches you about the force whether you're sensitive to it or not. Loves that you enjoy listening to him.
He's extremely protective. Constantly monitoring who you're hanging out with and who sees you.
Will make it clear you are his. If someone gets to close to you it's war. All the sudden that person disappears from your life, even though you had no clue why.
Vader is the only thing that should consume your time, in his opinion.
If you have a passion or hobby he will fully support it. Whether that's writing or art (for example) he's happy to give you the resources and time to pursue it.
Anything that interests you he learns about. He's invested in you just as much as you are in him. (Definitely obsessed)
If someone hurts you they're dead. Especially if you cry, he will absolutely destroy whoever made you feel that way. Doesn't really care if they're good at their job, someone else can fill the role, and it wont be someone who has hurt you.
You worry about his tendencies to harm people that bother you. Its natural to become annoyed by people in the work space, but you can't control what you share with him. You know he knows everything you think about, so consider things handled.
Purposely doesn't get a bigger meditation chamber so you're forced to sit on his lap. His legs are massive and strong, so there's no need to worry about it.
Willingly force heals you, even if its a headache, he's got you covered.
Does everything he can to give you a somewhat normal relationship. If the meditation chamber isn't nearby, and he can't take off his mask, he'll simulate it with the force. You'll feel him pressing kisses to your neck and forehead, even though he's not there/not close to you.
He does this anyways throughout the day. If you're in meetings together, he'll tease you, and touch you with the force. All the sudden it feels like his arms are around your waist, or his hands are rubbing circles across your skin. No one notices because you're good at hiding it, but he knows and loves it.
If you go on missions together he's adamant on you staying with him at all times to protect you, although your the safest woman alive in your role as his.
His tone is much softer towards you. He tries to make sure you aren't scared of him in any way, especially if you see something like him choking a trooper/officer.
Moves you into his quarters, and upgrades your office. You still work in his office anyways though.
Would take you on little getaways to planets, he's traveled practically everywhere, and knows the best spots.
He has a lot of anger issues, but doesn't take it out on you. If anything, you calm him down naturally.
Loves walking behind you instead of in front of you, so that he towers over you. Also will stand behind you/beside you during meetings or confrontations with other people, and hold you/rub circles across your skin. Its his way of reminding people to be careful around you.
Lets you use his cloak as a blanket if you get cold.
Has a set of hand picked troopers assigned to you as a personal detail. Incase of emergency, you're constantly in good hands.
He's good at the little things, and makes an effort to be the first and last thing you think of each day.
A/N: I have so many more headcanons, lmk if I should do a part 2!
Hayden Christensen - The first time
H.C x actor reader
In which you try to avoid him during training but it’s useless when Ewan puts you up against each other in a friendly match.
Word Count: 2099 words (que spiderman theme song. IM NOT JOKING THIS IS THE ACTUALLY COUNT)
professor!anakin? or maybe dilf!anakin
— CW: Age gap! (Anakin is 40, reader is 23.), Modern!AU, Divorced!Anakin, Love/Touch/AttentionDeprived!Anakin, he overthinks! Kissie! 🤍.
— a/n: You got me at Dilf!Anakin. (Leia and Luke are around 15-16 in this AU!) I think this is gonna be a series! I would love to start a Dilf!Anakin series so send more asks on this one ;).
He knows this is rather idiotic.
But then again... name one time he has done something he doesn't regret.
He could spend hours just rethinking his life…
But— when he sees you sitting at the other side of the table, smiling and glowing like the sun itself, he no longer feels like a pathetic, father of two, divorced 40 year old, but more of a hormonal teenage boy who is having his first date.
"Tell me about them, they sound charming" You say with the most pretty smile Anakin has even seen in his life.
And he was married once.
"Well… Leia is more of an extrovert, she is running for class president and there's no doubt she will win" He replies. He is actually impressed you look so interested in his life. "Luke is a bit more introverted, he's more into art and music… but as long as it makes him happy, guess I'm okay with it"
When he downloaded that confusing dating app at 3 am during one of those nights when he couldn't sleep, he never imaged he would encounter such a lovely young lady as you. Right away he understood people only tried to hook up, and he felt ridiculous for looking something more of a "long–term" thing in a damn app.
After ignoring some desperate texts asking for more pics, for a place to meet, and even for his Snapchat (he has no idea how to use that either), he then found you.
And he was so glad he did.
"I would love to meet them one day" You reply, bringing him back to reality. "I mean— if you want to meet up again, that is" You quickly add, blushing slightly at your straightforward comment.
«I want to see you every goddamned day» Anakin thinks.
You're almost 17 years younger than him, and he should be worried about that, but somehow the idea thrills him.
"That would be nice" He replies, giving you a little smile.
He learns about you, as much as he possible can during the two hours you spend on the restaurant. He sees you smile, and frown, and laugh, his heart racing at the joyous sound of your laughter. You are so beautiful. You are so full of life.
Anakin is so dull, or at least that's what he sees every day in the mirror.
It's been years since he has been on a date. Whatever experience he may have it probably faded with the years.
"I had fun" You speak, holding his arm when you two walk out of the restaurant. Anakin is relieved to know at least you enjoyed spending time with his old ass. "Thank you, and you didn't had to pay for everything, you know?"
"I know" He chuckles. "But I wanted to"
"I should get going. It's getting kinda late and I don't wanna bother you" You start, pulling out your phone from your purse and opening the uber app. Anakin just stares at you, frowning. "What?" You ask quizzically, giving him a curious look.
"I can give you a ride"
"Oh— it's okay! I don't want to bother—"
"It's not a bother, at all"
And he says it with the most sincere tone, his ceruleans irises staring deeply into yours... that you just can't refuse.
"Fine" You give in, squeezing your hand on his arm. Your smile is everything.
He opens the door for you, a gesture that you shouldn't find sweet but you do.
The city lights eclipse the stars, but not the moon. The full, yellow moon shines brightly on top of the tall buildings. For the first few minutes the car ride is silent, as you continue to stare to the moon.
"When Luke was a child he thought the moon was made out of cheese" Anakin says out of the blue, his eyes locked on the road. "And when Leia told him it wasn't, he cried for almost an hour"
Anakin glances at you from his peripheral, smirking when you laugh. He would do anything just to hear you laugh again.
The conversation blooms after that, and he's so sad the ride to your place isn't an hour long instead of 15 minutes.
The goodbye has him feeling awkward. Anakin doesn't know what to do. Should he kiss you? Would that be too much? A hug? That feels too clumsy inside the car. Just a wave feels too little...
His mind races a hundred kilometers per minute.
"Hey" Your voice drags him out of this trance. "I'm so glad we met" You place a hand on top of his, smiling fondly.
He eyes your makeup, did you really did that for him?
He finds himself admiring the color of your eyes, how your eyeshadow matches your skin tone perfectly, the pretty mole on your left cheek, and your lips, plump and soft and glistening with gloss.
"Me too" Anakin replies, mirroring your smile. "Whenever you want to go out again, just text me"
"I will" You nod, tilting your head to the side. "Good night, text me when you get home"
He doesn't want to go.
"I will, sleep well" Anakin feels like he should do something else, but his mind is blank.
Then, you lean closer.
Closer.
Closer.
His lips welcome yours almost instantly. The kiss is soft, a gentle touch he had no idea he was craving. Your lips taste like cherry, and when you close your eyes to kiss him he can't, he looks at your pretty expression and his heart jolts. His left hand cradles your cheek, his thumb caressing your cheek.
When you pull away, Anakin has the urge to lean forward, to kiss you again, and never let go.
"Good night" You say one last time before walking down his car and walking towards your house.
Later that night, after he texts letting you know he got home safe, Anakin lays on his empty bed, staring at the ceiling, shirtless, with a storm of thoughts.
Of all the things Anakin Skywalker regrets from his life.
This isn't one.
And he can't wait to see you again.
𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 English isn't my first language, sorry for any mistakes!
Allow Me // ch 1
Darth Vader x F!Reader
based on this ask by @informationqueen
(a/n: sorry this took so long!! but thank you for waiting!! I just got really focused on finishing up unconditionally and getting enigma set up for the climax. But, never the less, here it is!)
An Awkward Situation-OneShot
Main Masterlist
(Anakin Skywalker x gn!reader OneShot)
Readers POV
Word Count: 977
Warning(s): Swear words. Pinning, (a lot of it) and a make-out scene ;)
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