for mvm can you do fratboy anakin ? i know he's horny absolutely all the time and i need him so bad 😭 maybe just hanging out with him and he can't keep his hands off of you ? thank you !
today is multiverse monday, send me any au you can think of! :)
lmk if anyone wants a full fic/part two to this where they actually get the dice in the mail and use them !! thank you for changing the wiring of my brain fratboy!ani is now all i think about every day - please send more anakin requests especially if they're fratboy!ani!!!!!
this post is 18+, minors dni.
It's not uncommon for Anakin to have his hand down your pants. One of them is there now, while you lay in the small twin bed of his dorm room, still where it rests sandwiched between your thighs. It's not wandering, though you're sure he'd like it to be, it's merely resting against your skin. The lace on the hem of your panties must be itching against his wrist where he's snuck his hand through both your pants and your underwear, but it never seems to matter enough for him to withdraw his hand.
He's spooning you from behind, his arm stretched over your hip to slot itself between your legs while you decompress from your day. You're online shopping, or rather, online window shopping, browsing through countless products you know you'll never buy and scoffing at the more ridiculous ones to Anakin.
His face is resting against the back of your neck where he's planting soft, sticky kisses to the skin there, and you've got your phone propped up on a pillow so that he can see the screen over your own head. You're scrolling lazily while he pampers you with affection just the same, but a glowing green picture catches both of your droopy eyes.
"Look at those," He murmurs, his breath coming in hot against your neck, "Sex dice."
They are, in fact, sex dice.
They're glow-in-the-dark cubes stamped with words like 'lick', 'suck', and 'bite' on one die, body parts listed on the other: 'tits', 'thighs', 'neck'.
You can't see all six faces of either die, but you're sure they're equally filthy. You snort as you feel his hand squeeze into the pliant flesh of your inner thigh, his lips still pressing sloppy kisses to the back of your neck.
"Ani, we don't need those. You already do all that shit, you don't need dice to tell you to do it."
"Look," He gestures to the screen again as the picture of the dice changes, displaying a shot of them in action.
"'Suck navel,'" Anakin reads in a snicker, "Babe, I've never sucked your navel before."
"Do it." You challenge him, but when he immediately pushes himself off of the mattress to dive for your stomach, you roll over onto it, "No, don't do it!"
"Come on!" He laughs, collapsing atop you where you lay on your belly on the mattress, "You told me to do it!"
"I was kidding!" You shout, muffled into the pillow, crushed by his weight, "Anakin, you're not allowed to suck my navel."
"Aw, you're no fun." He chuckles, prodding at your cheek and slipping his hand beneath it as he turns your head, offering him access to the side of your face that isn't still pressed against your pillow. He puckers your lips by squeezing at your jaw and he kisses the side of your mouth, slightly sloppy and uncoordinated.
"What about that other stuff, hm?" He asks, your face still held in his grasp while you lay beneath him on the bed. "Can I do that other stuff?"
"What other stuff?"
"'Lick thighs'," He reads off of the picture, now changed once more to show different faces of the dice, "Can I lick your thighs?"
"You can lick my thighs," You hum bashfully, hyper aware of the slight tingling beneath your stomach at the mere thought of Anakin's tongue dragging wet stripes up your legs. He grins devilishly at you, pressing one more sideways kiss to your mouth before releasing his hold on you and pushing his weight off of the mattress. He pries at your side and you turn over at his command, neck craned to watch as he slinks down to the end of the bed.
"Come here," He seems to be talking more to your lower half than to you as he drags your stretchy pajama pants down, leaving your lace-lined underwear on. He hums dramatically, stuffing his face between your pillowy thighs to muffle the sound.
"Fuck yeah," He groans, the words morphing into an open-mouthed groan as he licks a thick, sloppy stripe up your inner thigh. The tip of his tongue ghosts dangerously close to the hem of your panties around your legs, and he hears the way your breath hitches in your throat at the feeling.
"Thanks, babe." He mumbles, licking another line of saliva this time towards your hip. He hoists himself up with his arms to reach for your navel and you recoil slightly, but he catches your sides to lean down and press a firm kiss to your belly button.
"Buy those dice," He instructs you, sinking back down between your thighs to jam his tongue between them, "Use my card, I don't care. Just get them."
do you think fratboy!Anakin would have multiple girlfriends at the same time?
Oh. Definitely.
— CW: For misogynistic behaviors, Anakin is a warning himself.
If you ever think of dating him, EVERYONE will warn you NOT to.
He is a player, that's for sure. He is egocentric, narcissistic, selfish. He knows he looks good and he uses it to his advantage at any given chance.
Before he even lays eyes on you, he already has like three girls at his mercy. They don't even know each other because he makes sure to pick the dumb, pretty airheads. He likes to feel intelligent, superior, and honestly? He likes the validation it gives him. His friends at the frat house are no better. They share that sick, misogynistic admiration that boys have when they are with a more than one girl at the same time. He normally has a different girl under his arm at every party, and every weekend when he reluctantly cleans his room, he has to get rid of so many bras he might as well donate them to the Salvation Army or whatever.
But— when he met you... Nah, he was whipped.
It wasn't that "you are not like other girls" cliche, despite he repeated it MANY times in order to have you on your knees for him— because even if you, in fact, weren't like other girls, it was because you saw right through him. Yeah, he was hot, and yeah he had a great dick— but shotgunning a can of beer and running shirtless across the campus wasn't remotely enough to impress you.
Which kind of frustrated him at first. I see him as the type to always get what he wants. So when you just reject his advances, he doesn't even know how to react. His ego has been bruised, and to a muscle brain like him, shit.
He is probably in the football team, idk, hockey team, soccer, ANYTHING, so he will constantly invite you to his games, saying you should go and cheer him— and you don't go to any. Anakin will not give up tho. It comes to a point where even his friends are confused; why is he so pressed up about you? why doesn't he give up and just find another dumb bitch?
You know about his side girls, you know he isn't the "loyal" type, and you constantly remind him of that, you even wonder why are you still talking to him. You throw his cards away, his chocolate boxes, leave him on read constantly... you are really giving him a hard time. So Anakin, trying so hard to fucking have a good, stable thing, decides to break up with all his side chicks, which once again, wounds his ego. He feels like he is losing a safe mechanism that makes him feel like a "man". It frustrates him that he has to give up on having sex constantly, just to pursue you as you deserve. Plus, his little bitches don't make it any easier...
i hate that i’m writing frat boy headcannons… but there’s something so appealing as ani as one
Fratboy!Ani flirts hard with you at every party, even though he’s embarrassingly dry on snap. He swears it’s just cause he’s better irl, but you’ve seen him snapping other girls the same way he snaps you.
“hey, there’s my girl- didn’t think you were gonna show?”
“don’t get your hopes up Skywalker, I came for the free drinks”
“bullshit, i think you just came to see me” he batted his long lashes. “Because I know you know I’d buy you drinks regardless, sweet thing”
Fratboy!Ani has the prettiest voice; it’s low, raspy (from shouting and smoking), yet still so soft.
Fratboy!Ani loves loves loves quickies before he has his chapter meetings or at pregames before everyone goes downtown
Fratboy!Ani would actually be sweet after you hook up (aftercare king), so you get your hopes up that he might actually be a good one- then he proceeds to ghost you for days and you see him around flirting with other girls. And just when you finally get yourself over him, his goddamn snap notif pops up on ur phone- and of course, you can’t resist the urge.
Fratboy!Ani is a total player but everyone on campus just kinda accepts it. he’ll entertain you for as long as he deems fit and then move on without a word.
Formal season is absolute chaos for him because all of his past situationships are fighting like it’s the fucking hunger games for a spot at his side on the famed night- a chance to show off to everyone else he’s fucked, dress up, and be paraded on his once a year instagram post
For your club's upcoming competition, you and your members have taken a Vow of Celibacy as a tradition for good luck and focus. Invited to a harmless college party, you didn't realize your crush Anakin Skywalker would attend with his frat. Nor did you account for his growing interest in you.
so i just started following your blog & ive been binge reading EVERYTHING
i desperately need more fratboy! anakin. it’s crucial to my health at this point.
thank you for enjoying :)
ive got some notes on fratboy anakin but nothing substantial enough to post, he hasnt been on my mind lately and im not taking any requests at the moment so i wouldnt be able to work with any scenarios of him rn
i do appreciate you showing your gratitude for my rendition of him tho <3
