Author’s Note: here you go! Sorry it’s so short. But I hope you like it! And I hope Anakin isn’t too ooc, I’m trying to get him down as a character since this is my first time writing for him. And I always love constructive feedback! It helps me get better as a writer :) Love you guys and thank you!
Requested?: Yes, by @queenaxyn: “For the Anakin request, maybe something fluffy where he and the reader (can be gender neutral) sneaking around and seeing each other, the reader having returned from their own mission with injuries and Anakin helping them patch themselves up? This is pretty overdone but I'm a sucker for worried Anakin 💕”
Summary: Anakin helps patch you up after you get hurt on a mission.
Worries
Anakin Skywalker x gn!reader
Word Count: 935 (short but sweet)
Warnings: none, really?
You wince, pulling yourself out of the ship just behind Obi-Wan. You had just landed back at the Jedi Temple from your last mission. It was you, Obi-Wan, and a unit of clones. Multiple clones had gotten badly injured, so no one noticed that you had gotten a blaster shot to the arm. It didn't matter, though. You knew you could patch it up yourself back in your quarters.
“Good work, everyone. The mission was a success. You’re all released to go about your business for the night.” Obi-Wan instructs with his usual air of confidence. You chuckle and turn away, setting a hand over your upper right arm to shield any eyes from the blood seeping through your tunic.
You make your way back to your quarters, sinking onto your bed once you arrive. You sigh heavily and pull out a wet washrag. You shakily start dabbing the area around your wound, wincing every time the rough rag meets your tender flesh.
“(Y/n)?” You hear a voice outside your quarters. Using the force, you slide open your door to reveal Anakin standing there, worry written all over his face.
“Hey, Ani. Be sure to shut the door, you know we can’t be seen together like this.” You try for a smile only for it to drop almost immediately as the washrag brushes against your wound again. You hiss, almost dropping the washrag.
“Never mind that rule. I sensed that you had gotten back from your mission. Are you okay?” Anakin steps forward into your quarters, the door closing behind him. You nod slightly, setting the washcloth on your lap.
“I’m fine. Don’t worry about it.” You give him a tight-lipped smile. You love Anakin, you truly do, but sometimes you don’t want him to see you so vulnerable. He was always so strong, why couldn’t you be the same for him?
“You’re bleeding, (Y/n). That doesn’t look fine to me.” He frowns, staring directly at your wound. You sigh and pinch the bridge of your nose with your not hurt arm.
“I said don’t worry about it. I’ve got it under control,” You force out, grabbing your washcloth again. It’s then you notice how shaky your hand is as you try to press the cloth on your wound, clenching your jaw at the pain.
“Here, let me help.” In an instant, the rag is gone from your hand and Anakin is kneeling on the ground next to your bed. He tenderly presses the cloth around your wound, wiping the dried and fresh blood from your arm. He does it much softer and swifter than you were.
“Thanks,” You say meekly. You let a breath out that you didn’t know you were holding. You force yourself to look forward, not being able to take the intensity in Anakin’s eyes as he patched you up.
“You have to be more careful next time,” Anakin pleads as he applies bacta spray to your wound. In a moment, your wound feels completely fine again.
“Why do that when I’ve got you back here to patch me up?” You give him a lazy grin, watching him climb onto the bed next to you. He gives you a look.
“I’m serious, (Y/n). What if something happens to you on a mission and you never make it back to me? I worry about you sometimes.” He grabs your hand in his.
“Just sometimes?” You ask, giving him a small smile. At this, you see the corners of his lips turn up slightly.
“Okay, all the time. But especially on missions. You’re too selfless, and a lot of times that turns into recklessness,” He murmurs, rubbing soothing circles on your hand.
“That’s rich coming from you, Skywalker.” You quip.
“Why don’t you ever go see a medic?” He changes the subject.
“Why do that when I can just patch it up myself? Or better yet, have you do it?” You muse, giving him a cheeky grin. His eyes screw shut in slight annoyance. You’re not taking him seriously and it’s upsetting him.
“(Y/n), please. I’m trying to have an actual conversation here and not banter. Listen to me,” His eyes glance up into yours, holding a new intensity to them that you hadn’t quite seen before.
You reach out with the force and brush against his force signature, getting chills when you do. He keeps eye contact the entire time, knowing that you’re reaching the realization.
He’s genuinely worried about what he would do if he no longer had you. You’re everything to him. You’re his world.
And he’s yours.
“Anakin...I’m not going anywhere. I promise. If you really want me to start going to the medic, fine. I love you. I’ll do anything for you. But, please, promise me that we’ll both start trying to be safer. I don’t know what I’d do without you, either.” You murmur, laying your head on his shoulder. He wraps an arm around you, pulling you close to him.
“I promise. For you.” He presses a long kiss to your head.
“Now, can we lighten the mood a little bit?” You ask, the intense conversation kind of getting to you.
“Of course, my love. Do you want to cuddle?” He asks, releasing you from his grasp to lay down. Your eyes light up and you lay down next to him, snuggling into his side as his arm finds its place around you once more.
“I love you, Anakin.”
“I love you more than you will ever know, (Y/n),” He presses a kiss to your lips and whispers once more, “more than you will ever know.”
pls do ‘It’s 3 in the morning why are you awake?’ with anakin skywalker 💫
‘It’s 3 in the morning why are you awake?’
Pairing: Anakin Skywalker x reader
Warnings: Insomnia
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You could never sleep. It was a part of being a general in the war. You’ve seen many people die, innocent and tainted. It never became easier and everytime you closer your eyes you saw it all again.
That brought you here at 3 o’clock, the gym. You were trying to perfect your connection to the force. Your blue lightsaber was the only thing that brought light to the room. A bunch of droids were shooting at you and you had to deflect them without using your sight.
Your body moved on your own as you defelcted it. What you didn’t know was that your boyfriend was watching you. That was until you felt his forceprint closing up on you. You switched off your lightsaber and flicked on the lights with the force.
“It’s 3 in the morning, why are you awake,” you turned around and smiled at him. “Why are you awake,” he retorted.
“Can’t sleep,” you sighed. “Me neither,” he sighed. A devilish grin made it’s way on his face. Anakin walked closer to you “We could do something together.”
“Like what?” you smiled. “Spend some time together, we can barely do anything since the war,” he clenched his fist to his side. “I know, but we have to do this, to save everyone. It’s our duty as jedi.”
“Sometimes I wish it wasn’t, just you and me together, we could start a family.” You grabbed his hands, “maybe someday, but we still have to fight for peace.”
He pulled you close and pressed his face in your hair, “when this is all over I’ll marry you,” he whispered.
Author’s Note: I know I have a couple of requests to get to, but I had a spark of inspiration thanks to @anakinlove and her reblog about Anakin being able to sing...so y’all know I had to hit you with some angst. But I’m kinda happy with how this turned out?? Idk, I like it. (It could also be terrible I really don’t know) Anyway, as always, requests are open! And I’m always happy to receive feedback from you guys! Thanks so much and I hope y’all like this <3
Requested?: Nope! But it was inspired by that post about Anakin being able to sing. Thanks again Lili :)
Summary: You always found comfort in Anakin singing you to sleep after missions.
A Love Song
Anakin Skywalker x Reader
Word Count: 2.4k
Warnings: a small bit of fluff at the beginning? but mostly angst. a lot of angst. and canon-typical violence (and a major character death)
You’re not sure when it started. It must have been after a mission one night a couple of years ago when you were having nightmares. However, since then, after every mission, Anakin has made it his duty to sing you to sleep. You’re not complaining, his singing voice is beyond beautiful and it always found a way to calm you. So, you’d return the favor every once in a while, but it wasn’t the same. Anakin’s voice was special, and you loved that you were the only one he truly shared it with.
“Anakin, love, sing me to sleep?” You smile at your husband, laying down in your bed. You and Anakin share an apartment on Coruscant that both of you try to make it to as often as possible. Since you’re both Jedi, it’s occasionally hard to find time for each other that isn’t sneaking around at the temple. That’s risky business. But for you, it’s all worth it to be with Anakin.
“Of course, darling.” Anakin smiles softly at you and climbs into bed. Then he starts his song.
He sings this song to you every time you ask him to lull you to sleep. It’s a sweet tale of love that he learned when he was a boy on Tatooine. You’re pretty sure it’s sung in Huttese, the common language on Tatooine. Whatever it is, though, it’s beautiful.
Soon enough, you’re fast asleep in Anakin’s arms. He was just as exhausted after your mission you just got back from together, so he sets his head on top of yours and lets himself drift off as well.
~+~
“Anakin, there’s another squad of droids coming in on your left!” You alert your husband as you battle three droids in front of you. Obi-Wan and two other clone troopers are fighting alongside you and Anakin, but the situation isn’t looking good. This was supposed to be a simple recon mission when you got ambushed and everything went south.
“(Y/n), on your right!” Obi-Wan alerts you. You slash through the droid in front of you and heave your lightsaber to your right, slicing through another one.
“Thanks!” You huff out, continuing your assault on the droid army surrounding you. Aside from the two clones left alive, the rest of your clone squad had been taken out. It pained you to see their deaths, but you have to keep fighting despite the casualties.
“Ah!” You hear another clone go down behind you. You let out a heavy groan, killing three more droids in one movement. You look over to Anakin for a moment, just to make sure he’s alright, when you see that he’s struggling. He’s dealing with four droids in front of him, not seeing the one coming up from behind.
“Anakin!” You yell, jumping behind him and blocking the shot. He deals with the droids in front of him and turns around to see you block it just in time.
“Thanks, (Y/n)-” He puffs, seeing you still in shock.
“Ah-” You look down to see that a blaster shot managed to hit you in the stomach. You look back up to see that there was not just one droid coming at Anakin from behind, but two. And even though you deflected the first droid’s shot back at it...you did not manage to block the second.
“(Y/n)!” Anakin’s eyes go wide as he reaches the same realization, seeing your lightsaber clatter to the ground. You see him leap forward and angrily plunge his lightsaber through the droid that hit you. You clutch your stomach, stumbling back a step before falling.
Before you hit the ground, Anakin has caught you and is now cradling you in his lap. He’s kneeling on the ground, one hand covering yours on your stomach as the other one comes up to cup your cheek. You feel tears prick at your eyes as you try to recover from your shock. Everything seems slow and muffled.
You take one hand and set it on his cheek, not quite sure what’s happening. You know you’re dying, but it’s not happening like you thought it would.
He grips your hand against his face, the tears starting to pour. He abandons all caution despite Obi-Wan being right behind him still fighting. He grabs your hand and presses it to his lips, kissing it and hoping beyond all reason that he can make this just go away.
~Your perspective~
Everything is quiet. You can’t hear anything, not even Anakin as you try to read his lips. You think he says something along the lines of ‘medic’ and ‘now’ but you can’t be sure.
You feel your eyes grow heavy and you think maybe you should just close them. That would make everything easier, right?
Yeah.
Anakin’s hand on your cheek brings you back to reality, forcing you to lift your eyes to look at him again. He’s saying something else that you can’t discern so you take the moment to commit his features to memory. So that you can always remember him, even in death. You see how red his eyes are and the tears that don’t seem to stop coming. You see how his lips tremble. You wish you could just kiss it all away. You want to see him happy one last time, but you know that it’s beyond wishful thinking for you to want that.
“Anakin…” You murmur, rubbing your thumb on the back of his hand weakly.
“Yes?” You don’t hear him, but the familiar word spills from his lips.
“One...last...song?” You whisper, your glassy eyes pleading to him. He’s silent for a moment, just staring at you in his arms. You know there’s a battle going on around you, but it all seems blocked out as you just stare into your husband’s eyes for the last time.
All of the sudden, your ears fill with the haunting melody that has comforted you for the past two years at least. You relish in the moment, letting the song wrap you in its warmth as the beautiful words flow from his mouth to your heart. Everything else seems so small, so unimportant, compared to Anakin and his voice right now.
A smile starts to form on your face as you continue to bask in the presence and song of your beloved. Your beloved Anakin. His song still seems to calm you in the darkest of days, even in death.
And as the song seems to wholly wrap you up in love and warmth just like his embrace would, you choke out one last phrase to him.
“I love you.”
And then the world around you goes dark.
~3rd Person POV~
Rage is the only thing that fills Anakin as he lunges toward the droid that shot you. He rams his lightsaber into the droid, immediately turning around to look at you. He sees you fall and his instincts kick in, going to catch you before you hit the ground. He cradles you in his arms, his rage quickly melting into despair. He kisses your hand in a desperate attempt to keep you awake and alive.
“Medic! I need a medic now! She needs help!” He screams, sobbing into your hand that’s placed delicately on his cheek. He’s afraid that if he even holds you too hard, you’ll break right in his arms.
“Anakin, our medic is dead. We don’t have reinforcements coming, we have to retreat when the ship gets here. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” Obi-Wan grunts behind Anakin as he continues to fight.
Anakin looks back down at you to see your eyes start to close and panic kicks in. He brings a hand to your cheek, eyes widening and more tears spilling out.
“No, no, no- stay with me, (Y/n), please stay with me… We just have to wait for the getaway ship, you hear me? Please, just stay with me until I can get you help. I need you. You can’t leave me yet, I love you. I can’t live without you,” He sobs, gripping your hand like it’s your lifeline. He closes his eyes and just rocks back and forth. If he can just hold tight enough, then you’ll never leave him. Right?
“Anakin…” He hears you murmur from below him. His eyes shoot open and he sees you gazing at him with such love it breaks his heart all over again.
“Yes?” He asks, not being able to hold back the broken half-sobs that tumble from his mouth as he watches you die.
“One...last...song?” You request, your voice barely above a whisper. It hits him like a bag of bricks as he stares at your barely-breathing form and he can’t help the sob that tears from his throat.
He tries to gather as much of himself as he can, just to comply with your last wish. Your dying wish.
So he does. He starts his song, the old tale of love from Tatooine. His voice seems to travel throughout the space, and for a moment the battle raging on around him seems to still. He feels like the eye of a storm. Tranquil for just a moment as the world around him seems to be destroyed.
He watches the smile slowly form on your face as the two of you just stare at each other with undeniable love filling your eyes. And as the song nears its end, he hears your voice for the last time.
“I love you.”
And then you’re gone. And so is his spirit.
He cries harder, closing your eyes in reverence before clutching your limp body even closer to him. He whispers sweet nothings to the cold body in his arms.
“I love you so much...I’m so sorry I couldn’t save you,” He whimpers into your robes.
He stays there, in the middle of the battlefield, holding your body to his as the men around him fight the droids away from his moment.
“Anakin, come on! We’re retreating!” He hears Obi-Wan’s voice above the static that fills his head. He doesn’t move, just sits still with you in his arms. Maybe the droids will take him, too. Maybe he can be with you again in the afterlife.
“Sir, come on. Please.” A clone lays a hand on his shoulder. This ignites a fire in Anakin.
No. You wouldn’t want him to just stay and await death. He needs revenge.
Brushing the hand off his shoulder, he stands up and lays your dead body in Obi-Wan’s arms.
“Anakin, what are you-”
Before Obi-Wan can finish, Anakin has launched himself into the droid army and is killing as many droids as he can.
“Sir!” The remaining clone yells.
“Anakin, we need to go! This is not the time!” Obi-Wan yells, torn between grabbing his friend or keeping you in his arms. He looks down at you, grief holding him in its clutches. He eventually has to tear his eyes off of you in guilt.
Anakin continues his rampage into the droid army, and it seems for a moment like he’s completely untouchable. His rage has heightened his ability and he slices through the droids like they’re absolutely nothing.
Obi-Wan watches as Anakin starts working himself to death. There are too many droids, as another army has just arrived, and after a while, Anakin starts to slow down. Obi-Wan recognizes the signs. Anakin is getting tired, but he’s not going to stop.
He won’t stop until he’s dead. Not if he has a choice.
Obi-Wan delicately sets you in the clone’s arms and gives him a solemn look.
“If we get overrun by droids, get to the ship. Take (Y/n)’s body, she...she deserves a proper burial. Please,” Kenobi asks. He doesn’t wait for an answer before he charges into the droid army.
He fights off droids as fast as he can, trying to make his way to Anakin. Anakin is in the center of the fight, still working himself past his breaking point as he kills every droid around him that he can.
“Anakin, we need to go! Now!” Obi-Wan demands, trying to grab Anakin’s arm. He wrenches it away from his grasp.
“No! They must pay!” Anakin growls, almost not sounding like himself as he continues his slaughtering of the droids.
Obi-Wan wonders if he would be doing the same if the droids were people, the thought slightly terrifying him.
“That’s it!” Obi-Wan yells, using the force to blast back the droids in a circle. He grabs Anakin’s arm and starts to run toward the getaway ship.
“No!” Anakin protests, trying to go back to the fight. Obi-Wan’s grip is too strong, however, and Anakin is too tired after everything.
Obi-Wan and Anakin meet the clone in the getaway ship and they take off. Anakin turns around to face Obi-Wan, his eyes lit up with a rage Obi-Wan had never seen before.
“You should have let me back out there! I need to get revenge for what they did to-”
“Anakin, revenge is not the Jedi way-”
“I don’t care!” He screams. There’s a tense moment of silence.
“Don’t say that, Anakin…” Obi-Wan trails off, hurt seeping into his words.
“You’re heartless,” Anakin accuses, “you never even cared about her!”
Obi-Wan stills for a moment before casting a forlorn glance at your body on the floor that’s covered by a tarp.
“Never accuse me of that. I just watched one of my best friends die and the other one almost kill himself. Anakin, I’m trying to save your life as much as her loss pains me.” Obi-Wan mutters, looking back over to Anakin. Anakin sees the fresh tears starting to paint his cheeks, which forces Anakin to come to reality with the situation. His anger is no longer aiding anything, as there is nothing to attack here. Obi-Wan is not the droid army, he should not hold the same anger to him. But why does he still feel so much pent up rage?
“I’m...I’m so sorry,” Anakin breaks down, and Obi-Wan hugs him tightly.
“She loved you, Anakin. Enough to die for you. Don’t let her sacrifice go to waste,” Obi-Wan whispers to Anakin as the two of them cry together. Neither of them touches the subject of the love between them, as it doesn’t seem to matter to either of them at this point. Their shared grief, although one more painful than the other, keeps them silent on the matter.
And for a moment, everything finally seems tranquil.
But there’s a darkness now planted in Anakin, and it won’t stay small for long.
