Plot: Headcannons about our favourite daddy with a shy sub reader.
Warnings: Mentions of anxiety, crying, fluff, daddy, subspace, daddy/sub relationship.
•One, this man is the sweetest person in the world so he will literally search the ends of the galaxy just to make sure you’re okay and if ANYONE is mean to you or makes you cry, they’re already dead.
•He’s very protective, whenever you say anything that would lead him to believe someone was at you, he doesn’t waste any time to find out who they are and where they live.
“Shh, Angel, why are you crying?” He’d cradel your head to his chest.
“T-they said-” But you wouldn’t be able to get words out, but he doesn’t mind for he already knows that it was someone, he tries to control his anger when he asks. “Who was it?”
•When you guys go places you would always feel very on edge and anxiety would nip at you the entire time, you would usually hold Anakin’s hand really tight and he wouldn’t mind, only squeezing it in response. If you guys went to a resturaunt then he would definitely put his hand on your thigh when you’re eating, assuring you that he was always there but if things got too bad he’d bring you to the bathrooms.
•Obi wan, of course, would know about your relationship but whenever he’s around you in your space, you feel immensily awkward knowing that he knows.
“You gonna say hi to Obi?” Anakin would question, trying his best to soothe down your arm while Obi wan would watch you both with a genuine smile, loving the way Anakin doesn’t care for who is watching, he would always take care of you.
“Hi.” You’d mumble though it would come out muffled, seeing as your head would simply be resting in the crook of Anakin’s neck, too shy to say anything more the two men would chuckle at you.
•You often get shy around him too, especially when things are getting steamy. You would usually be told to use your words, his fingers hooking around your chin and lifting your head up to look at you, as much as you hate eye contact. He wouldn’t really care in the moment, stating “Oh, don’t you get all shy on me now” And by the end of the night your ‘shyness’ would be long forgotten and you would be crying out for him.
•All in all, he would take really good care of you and he, if he were being honest, liked the fact you were so shy. Sometimes he’d call you a pet name or compliment you just to see you blush and no matter how many times he did it, you never found it easier to supress your flushed state.
•Sometimes, if you were feeling to anxious walking around the Jedi temple with him, he’d stop you and bend down in front of you, getting you to tell him what’s wrong. When he finally realised just what it was he would assure you that he was there, always and that you could hold onto him, he didn’t mind the iron grip you had on his arm, only finding it even more adorable.
•He was a very big fan of PDA, he wouldn’t mind you sitting on his hip in public or simply grabbing your chin to give you a kiss, you, however, would simply try and hide your face either in the crook of his neck of the cloth of his outfit.
plot: Reader is fussy and tired and Anakin knows just what to do.
Warnings: Fluff, ddlg relationship, daddy and sub, cute couple?
Something you haven’t been able to do in a while was simply be with the man you loved, just sitting in his presense so far into subspace you would forget what you were saying but you were gifted with that now, so you decided to use your time wisely.
Anakin sat on the couch in the sitting room, your legs draped across his legs and head leaned against his shoulder. You watched the holo cartoons in front of you, as did he, no matter how ‘boring’ it seemed in the moment, sure, he didn’t think that it was very interesting but he didn’t mind, he just liked to spend time with his angel, something he wasn’t able to do when on missions or away from home.
The first thing Anakin noticed was when you went limp for a few seconds, maybe even minutes before quickly jumping yourself awake once more, it was obvious that you were tired but he thought maybe if you kept there, you would eventually fall asleep and he could simply carry you to bed, something he often did when the two of you were up late watching holo cartoons. Anakin liked to break rules but he didn’t like you doing the same, still, that didn’t mean he wouldn’t bend them for you now and again. He was sure your bed time was ages ago but you looked too comfortable and happy to be there than to move you, so he let you be.
Then came the long blinks, the way your eyes looked so utterly heavy while you leaned all your body weight on the man next to you, of course he didn’t mind, to him, you were as light as a feather and he loved when you basked in his attention, allowing him to carry you wherever he wished, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t slightly concerned. It was as if you were in and out of conciousness and he was beginning to think that it would have been a better idea to simply let you sleep in the bedroom.
When finally, all your antics stopped, he looked down at you, peering to your face where he saw you cuddled up in his neck, eyes shut and slow breathing. He immediately knew what to do, He tried to scoop you up as gently as he could, however, you immediately fussed, tugging at his sleeve to make him stop. “Shh, angel, it’s bed time now.” He tried, however you were having none of it, you weren’t usually a brat and he knew this mood was only being excused because the reason you didn’t wish to move was because you wanted to spend more time with him, now he was torn, he knew you wouldn’t be able to stay up all night but you were oh so hard to say no to.
“But wanna spend time with you daddy.” Was all you muttered, beginning to wrap your arms around him.
“I know,” he murmured back, pressing a kiss to the halo of your hair. “But you need your sleep, we can watch cartoons another time.” And then he switched the hologram off, earning a whine as tears sprung to your eyes, he would have been worried if he didn’t know how tired you were, you were often like this when in a sleepy state, almost crying over anything and everything, he only shushed you by cooing, picking you up in his arms bridal style.
You accepted the fact that Holocartoons were over but that didn’t mean you were going to get away from your daddy any time soon, no, you simply clung to him like a koala on a tree, holding onto his neck and nuzzling your head in as far as you could. It wasn’t long until your light sleep took you over once again, due to your already hazy mind. Anakin tried his upmost best to be as quiet as he could, making his way to the bedroom before opening and closing the door with the force, you still wrapped up in his arms.
Slowly, he walked towards the bed and set you down on the bedsheets, beginning to pull away but you didn’t let him get far enough to do so. You simply whined once more, even going as far as letting out a whimper as you clutched to him, holding him close. “It’s okay, it’s okay, what’s wrong baby?” You weren’t too sure how to respond, you weren’t too sure you could, too far into your headspace to really even process what was happening, not to mention the sleep eating at you.
“Wanna sleep with daddy.” You whined once more earning a hum of agreement, this was just the thing he thought fit. He didn’t wish to part from you, seeing as you were in no mood to do so and even if you were, it wasn’t as if he ever wanted to be away from his baby and who was he to deny such a simple request?
“I think daddy can sort something like that out, yeah?” You lazily nodded into his neck while he lifted the sheets, getting into bed next to you. It didn’t even take seconds before you were practically on top of him, head on his chest while your arms laid on his upper half, pulling him as close as you possibly could, he did the same, his hands resting on your waist.
Your chest began to rise and fall slower as your breathing shortened, you knew you were going to fall asleep for good this time, at least now because you were wrapped up in your daddy’s arms, away from everything else and able to fully relax. “G’night d’ddy.” Your words muffled into the skin of his neck, he still heard, wrapping his arms around you more as he placed a kiss to your forhead.
“Goodnight, princess.” And just like that, you let sleep take over.
