Idk if you take requests, but I saw some vids on TikTok of Anakin as a Formula 1 driver 🏎️🔥 and I need some headcanons for that!! 🫠💭
Hey babe! 💕 I’m always down for requests, especially when my brain’s running on empty 😂 Anyway, hope you like what I came up with!
FORMULA 1 DRIVER! ANAKIN who first saw you at a race event, standing close to the fence. You weren’t even trying to get his attention, but when his eyes met yours as he slid into the cockpit, it was like the whole world went silent. His heart raced faster than the engine beneath him.
FORMULA 1 DRIVER! ANAKIN who, after securing a breathtaking victory, used his celebratory speech not to brag about the win—but to call out, "To the girl in the black cap with my team's logo…you should really send me a DM." He winked at the camera, knowing you’d know exactly who he meant.
FORMULA 1 DRIVER! ANAKIN who can't hide his smug smile whenever you show up wearing one of his team jackets or caps. He always makes sure you have the newest designs, even if it means sneaking them into your wardrobe like little surprises.
FORMULA 1 DRIVER! ANAKIN who stitched a tiny picture of you inside his racing jacket, right over his heart, because as he says with a shrug, "Gotta keep my good luck charm close."
FORMULA 1 DRIVER! ANAKIN who gets carried away in interviews after wins, mentioning you so often that fans make compilations of his lovesick ramblings. "Yeah, the car handled well today, but honestly? Knowing she's here cheering me on—nothing beats that."
FORMULA 1 DRIVER! ANAKIN who brings you to every sponsor event, proudly walking through the crowd with his arm slung around your waist. He whispers sarcastic remarks about boring speeches and sneaks kisses when no one's watching—until someone inevitably catches it on camera.
FORMULA 1 DRIVER! ANAKIN who practically leaps from the car after a tough race, yanking off his helmet and running a hand through his messy curls before pulling you into a kiss so deep the pit crew exchanges awkward coughs.
FORMULA 1 DRIVER! ANAKIN who teaches you the basics of driving a race car one evening on a closed track. He can’t stop laughing as you nervously grip the wheel, and when you finally get the hang of it, he swears you look like you belong right there beside him.
FORMULA 1 DRIVER! ANAKIN who, after every podium celebration, finds you in the crowd no matter what. Champagne-soaked and grinning, he mouths "For you" before stepping down to wrap you in his arms.
+18(SPICY HEADCANONS)
FORMULA 1 DRIVER! ANAKIN who, in the throes of an intense training session, receives a explicit image on his phone that makes his breath hitch audibly. The sight of you draped in his jacket alone, a tantalizing expanse of creamy skin and curves of your breast, sends a bolt of lust straight to his core. He has to grip the device tighter to keep from dropping it, his other hand instinctively palming himself through the straining fabric of his racing pants. A groan threatens to spill from his lips as he imagines peeling that jacket off you, revealing what lies underneath.
FORMULA 1 DRIVER! ANAKIN who, in the privacy of the pits after a grueling practice, pins you against the cool tile wall of the shower. The steam from the spray mists around you as his lips claim yours in a bruising kiss, his hips driving forward to grind against your cunt. Your gasps and moans echo off the porcelain as he fills you, his large frame dwarfing your smaller one, taking you with a desperation born of pent-up desire and adrenaline-fueled high.
FORMULA 1 DRIVER! ANAKIN who lays you down on the scorching hood of his race car, the metal still radiating heat from the intense laps. He pushes your thighs apart, a wicked gleam in his eye as he settles between them, his broad shoulders forcing your legs to fall open wider. A single, sharp inhale as he takes in the sight of your glistening, aching sex, flushed and swollen with desire. Then he dives in, his mouth claiming you in a hungry, ravenous kiss that steals your breath. His tongue delves between your folds, stroking and probing, parting your slick tissues to reach your throbbing, sensitive clit. He suckles the bud, his lips and tongue working in tandem to drive you wild with pleasure, your fingers twisting almost painfully in his sand-blonde hair as he feasts on your most intimate place. The hood creaks and groans beneath you, a lewd symphony mixed with the desperate sounds of your ecstasy as he takes you apart with his mouth, his tongue, his single-minded determination to make you come undone.
FORMULA 1 DRIVER! ANAKIN who navigates the treacherous turns of the track with a white-knuckle grip, his knuckles aching from the force of his hold on the steering wheel. But his other hand, that hand that usually grips the wheel with such confident control, is tangled in your curls, guiding you up and down his rigid, throbbing cock. The car speeds around the curves, the engine roaring like a beast unleashed as he fucks your face with wild abandon. Your lips stretch obscenely around his girth, your tongue swirling and stroking as he plunges in and out of your hot, velvet mouth. Drool escapes the seal of your lips, dripping down your chin and onto the racing uniform he wears. The car surges forward, the wind whipping through the open cockpit, as he chases his release, the pleasure of your mouth and the thrill of the high-speed ride pushing him closer to the edge. With a guttural groan, he hilts himself deep in your throat, his hot seed spurting down your neck as he takes the final turn at a breakneck.
It was early in the morning - early enough to have the cold breeze tingle the tips of your fingers, sending shivers through your body. Coruscant wasn’t typically cold, but today had been one of those days that you could wrap yourself in a blanket and stay in it for hours.
Walking down to the front of the temple where the tall pillars stood, you greeted familiar and unknown faces, making your way to the very first pillar in the front. Leaning against it, you sensed the presence of General Skywalker, a warm and friendly one.
Although you and Anakin weren’t considered friends, you were familiar enough to be acquaintances. “Y/n?” He says from behind, grabbing your attention. You turn around to find him holding a blanket bigger than you. “You must be freezing, here.” He says, handing you the heavy forest green blanket. You sat down against the large pillar, him following.
“Thank you, what’s this gesture for?” You ask casually, questioning his sudden act of kindness. “I didn’t want you to freeze. How are you holding up?” He asks, gesturing to your injured side from your previous mission. “Recovering; Slowly. It doesn’t hurt as bad anymore thankfully.”
“I’m glad you’re doing better, it’s good to hear.” He says, smiling down at you. “What’s up with you today Skywalker?” You question his odd behavior. “What do you mean?” “The sudden ‘I care statement?’ I mean, I’m not complaining but it’s just.. unusual.” You say with a smile. “Is it wrong that I care about you and your safety?”
You tilt your head to the side, not fully understanding why he now suddenly cares. “Look, what i’m trying to say is that I’m glad you’re okay. It wouldn’t be the same without you around here.” His eyes gleaming as he speaks.
“How flattering of you.” You say sarcastically, causing his small smile to fade. “I appreciate it Anakin! I do! It’s just random that you... now suddenly care.” You say, speaking quieter towards the end of your sentence. “Y/n, I’ve always cared about you. I was just too scared to say anything. Now that I know what I feel, I’m not afraid anymore.” He says, looking down to your lips.
“Ani, I- I don’t know what to say.” You say dumbfounded. “Then don’t say anything.” He says, reaching his hand over to caress your face, pulling it close to his; enveloping his lips with yours. His lips are soft and comforting; and now that you’ve started, you don’t want to stop.
His hand hugs your face, thumb in-front of your ear while the rest of his hand is behind it. You reach your hand in return to hold his face closer to yours. He’s the one to break the kiss, bringing his face not far away from yours as he stares into your eyes, a smile spreading across his delicate face. “I’ve been waiting to do this for so long.” He says, pulling you back in for another kiss.
Your lips are the perfect companion for his; they fit together like lock and key. His smooth lips intertwining with yours brought reassurance and peace to your mind, clearing all previous negative thoughts. “Ani-” You spoke softly, interrupting the kiss. His eyes meet yours, signaling that you have his attention.
“What if the council finds out? We’ll be removed from the Order!” You whisper in a slight panic. “They won’t, I can promise you that, come with me.” He says, standing up after taking your hand to pull you up with him, wrapping the fallen blanket around you. Putting his hand on your lower back, he leads you back inside the temple, a few moments where he’d pull you close to his side along the way.
He pulls you into his room, sitting you on the edge of his bed. You had never been in another Jedi’s room, only Yoda’s for guidance. “This is.. a lot different than mine.” You say, looking at the posters hanging on his walls, the geometric shape of the room. “How so?” He says, sitting next to you as you push the blanket off your shoulders and on to his bed.
“The shape, feel, furniture... well, everything. Mines not nearly as big or designed for someone special.” “I’m someone special huh?” He says. “Don’t let your ego get in the way.” You say with a giggle. He plants his metal hand on your thigh, followed by his other hand guiding your face to his. You begin to make out again, this one being more passionate.
You want to take this to the next level, you know you’re ready- somehow. You know you’re ready with him. You climb on top of him, this way you’re looking down at him, face on top of his. You throw your hands around his neck as he grabs your waist, gripping it tightly.
“I want to.. try.. something? If you.. wanted to?” You said, trying to hint to him where and what you wanted to do. “I know what you are trying to say, I can read your mind, love.” He says, moving the small strands of hair out of your face.
“There’s just one thing..” You said, not wanting to completely say it out loud. He lifts his eyebrow sympathetically to you. “I’ve never exactly, done.... anything.” You state bluntly. “That’s okay love.” He says, stroking your waist; “I know what I’m doing; I’ll be gentle.” You nod your head, signaling that you were ready.
He picks you up by the waist, turning in positions. “May I?” He says, gesturing to your clothing. You nod, giving him complete control of the situation. He slowly unties your robe, pulling it off your shoulders; kissing your neck. His lips felt amazing as they surrounded your neck, causing you to bite your lip to hide a moan.
“You can moan babygirl, don’t hold anything back.” He says as he moves away to lift your shirt. Reaching out his hand, he caresses your waist, reaching to the wrap that holds your breasts; unwrapping it leisurely. Revealing your breasts, you look away, not knowing what he would say or think; you couldn’t read his thoughts as he could read yours.
You feel a hand on your chin, pulling it to face Anakin. “Babygirl, you have nothing to be ashamed of.. everything about you is beautiful. - Scars and all.” He says, mentioning your side. “If anything, it’s sexy.” He says chuckling as he bends down, putting his left hand on your back, and his right running his fingers through your hair, intertwining his lips with yours once again.
His left arm moves down to your pants, pulling them off with one hand; panties coming down with it. He gently lays you on your back, moving his mouth from the crevice of your neck to your nipples, licking in circles on your right while giving the left attention with his metal arm. Switching back and forth between the two, soft, small moans escape your lips, causing him to grin.
He moves himself down, kissing in a pattern to your hips. He pulls himself off of you as you sit up to eagerly see what he’ll do next. You feel like you should be doing something for his pleasure, but don’t know where to begin. “Don’t you worry babygirl, today’s about you and your experience, not me.” He says as he parts your legs gently. “If you’re not comfortable, tell me. I’ll stop. Okay?”
“I trust you.” You say, with a soft smile. He moves to his knees, sliding his arms underneath your legs, pulling you to the edge of his bed. He teasingly kisses the inside of your thighs, leading up to your womanhood. He wets his fingers with his mouth, and places them on your womanhood, starting slowly-picking up the pace as the momentum builds.
Soon, he replaces his fingers with his mouth, adding more pleasure. “Ani-” You moan countlessly. You arch your back as your climax nears, spreading your legs farther and farther apart. You never knew how good he was capable of making you feel, but you knew now. With that, your orgasm arrives, but he’s still working away, leaving your legs shaking.
“Goodgirl.” He says, standing up and removing his own clothes. Your eyes widened at his size, not sure of how it would work. “If you’re not comfortable with this, you can tell me babygirl. I don’t want to hurt you.” He says. “I want this, Anakin, and I want it to be with you.” You reassure. He nods and pumps himself a few times before he comes closer, his member facing your womanhood.
“Tell me if you’re in pain okay?” He asks. You nod, and he slips it inside of you, which hurts at first as you adjust to his size, but after a few in-and-outs, the pain fades. He grabs your left hand with his, intertwining his fingers with yours; holding your hand down. He picks up his pace, causing further pleasure.
“Faster-” You moan at the euphoric feeling. He grants your wishes by picking up the pace, causing constant moans and groans from the both of you. “Fuck your hot.” He says as he tightly closes his eyes, indicating that he was almost there. Placing his metal hand on your boobs, he slowly moves it to your neck, gripping it, but not tight enough to restrict your airways.
If you hadn’t already been turned on, you were now. You didn’t know of this kink, but you loved it, and it brought you closer to your orgasm as well. You came before him, letting out a passionate moan, and he not so far behind came too after pulling out and pumping his member until he did. He leaned back over you, smashing his lips on yours, rubbing his hands up and down your body.
You both got dressed, leaving the robes off. It was still freezing and he could see you shivering so he wrapped the blanket around himself, holding the empty half next to him open; allowing you to slide in and throw your legs over his as he wrapped the blanket around you, enclosing you together.
Even though you didn’t exactly know what you wanted, he did, and he knew what he was doing and how. You’d never felt the feeling you did with him, and you enjoyed it. One thing was for sure; this wouldn’t be a one time thing. There’d be more days like this.
Prompt: “I refuse to sit around and watch her die!” With Anakin Skywalker
Thank you so much, that’s perfect! I think this is actually my first Anakin request and I’m excited since I don’t get many Star Wars requests 😁
Anakin carried her, struggling because of the weight. It wasn’t because he wasn’t strong enough. But the thought of his beloved Y/N was dying made him feel weak.
Doctors had said they couldn’t do anything for her. Desperate and madly in pain, Anakin carried her to the other person he thought could help. Even if he was allying with the enemy, even if he was about to ask a Sith for help. The Force was the strongest power in the galaxy, and if the light side wasn’t enough, Anakin was willing to try the dark side. For Y/N.
“Where are you going, Jedi Master?” One of the doctos asked him as he walked away.
“I refuse to sit around and watch her die!” Anakin shouted, feeling even more strongly than in his life.
He watched her as he ran through the corridors, intent on quickly reaching his destination. The beauty in Y/N’s face seemed darkened with the blood in her face and the pale color of her skin.
As though his sorrow guided him, it didn’t take him long to find Chancellor Palpatine. The man turned around, seeing the woman iddly lying in his arms.
Anakin delicately lied her down, making sure that her head rested softly.
“Help me” He begged. “Please help me”
Palpatine watched from him to her, understanding how desperate he was.
“I will do whatever you ask” Anakin gulped, kneeling down in total submission. “Just help me save her, I can’t lose Y/N”
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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 💕
Of course, love! Just because it’s done a lot doesn’t mean it’s not good :) It’s in the works!
Ficlet with Anakin Skywalker, where the reader has a panic attack and he comforts them? Thanks!
This doesn't qualify as a ficlet either (read my rules for more info), sorry, I need a lot more info for a ficlet than just that. You can request it as an imagine or something else when the other requests are open.
Hello everyone! Sorry I've been sort of MIA. Good news!
I will have an Anakin request out tomorrow for you all!
I'm finally feeling much better, I've just been swamped with catching up on work from school. Anyways, I'm hoping to have it out around noon PST! Thank you so much for your patience and support!
Heyy love your work! Can I resquest something? Maybe like something like bathing with Anakin?
𝑨 𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓 | Anakin x reader
Warning(s): Fluff, minor language
Word count: 474
After a long day of work, your muscles ached. Kicking ass was a pretty big deal to you, especially when you’d get to with Anakin. Trying to soothe the pain coming from the inside, you massaged your shoulders, rolling your head around your body.
“Here, sit down babe.” Anakin says from behind you, leaning against a archway in your home. He pats on the chair in front of him as you turn around. You sit down in the chair as his fingers massage your shoulders all around, digging into the spots where your knots were the tightest.
“You know what would be even nicer right now?” You ask. “What would that be?” He returns, kissing your cheek. “A nice hot bath; with bubbles.” You say, already envisioning the scene.
“I’ll go fix that up right now for you.” He says, releasing your shoulders and walking towards the bathroom. You smile and bite your lip, pleased that he was going out of his way to take care of you.
“It’s ready!” He says from a distance. You stand up and make your way to the bathroom, placing your lightsaber on the bed side table. As you enter, he’s already in the tub, bubbles covering his chest as his hair is slicked back by water.
You sit on the edge of the tub, locking your lips with his. He pulls away from the kiss as he pulls your robe off, followed by your shirt. To complete the process, you take off you pants and underwear, climbing in the tub with him.
Sinking back into his chest, he wraps his arms around your waist, kissing your neck gently. He rests his chin on your shoulder, massaging your legs from under the water, up to your hips and waist.
Your hair is all tangled and messy, falling into your eyes and getting in the way. Anakin can tell you’re bothered by it, so he grabs a hair tie from the table next to the tub, grabbing your hair in a bundle with one hand as he secures it in a bun with the other; wrapping the hair tie around it.
“Thank you hun.” You say, turning your head towards him and kissing him; resting back into the crook of his neck. His hands fall back to your shoulders, continuing to work away at the tight muscles. Closing your eyes, you’re enjoying this thoroughly; you loved being treated like this, especially on rough days.
Warm water glides down your neck, soothing the muscles within. When he stops massaging, he just wraps his arms around you, resting his head on top of yours. “Hope that made you feel better.” He says chuckling as your eyes start to close.
“A million times better.” You say, falling asleep against him and the soothing warm water, not wanting this moment to slip away.
