Do not think for a moment that this admin is only going after trans folks. They are ultimately going after the whole LGBTQ community. They start small, like getting rid of a hotline option, then go BIG.
Dooku and Obi-Wan, two people who both loved Qui-Gon.
This art parallels each other's events so to speak. While Dooku is sad for Qui-Gon near their memorial place, Obi-Wan gives his padawan braid to the Master and says goodbye to him one last time
Cody trying to keep his crush on Obi Wan a secret until he finally breaks around Rex
Cody: what am I supposed to do?? He’s my general! My superior! But he has the most beautiful eyes I’ve ever seen, how are they blue in the moonlight and green in the sunlight?? Why is he so gorgeous? I accidentally touched his hair once, it was so soft, and he always smells like strawberries. He single-handedly defeated a platoon of battle droids and his hair was still perfect and he still smelt like sweet strawberries
18+, smut, padawan!anakin x master!reader, somno, dubcon-noncon.
I can't sleep and I can't stop thinking about this. 
"Please don't wake up, please don't wake up," Anakin whispers over and over, his heart pounding inside his chest wildly. The loud heartbeat feels as if it was tearing down his rib cage, threatening to break his bones and leave a trail of blood all over your sleeping body. "Just a little more, please."
His eyes roll back, urged by his own selfish needs and the fuel of lust that burns inside his soul. Anakin's hips jolt in a messy rhythm, he barely knows what he's doing— he just knows it feels good. His cock throbs inside you, delighted to hear the soft squelch of your walls. He bites his lip hard enough to puncture the first layers, but the pain is quickly ignored when you stir softly.
"No, no, no–no," He whimpers, trembling and hyperventilating, quickly clasping a hand over your mouth the second he sees your eyes opening. "Please don't scream, please Master. I'm so sorry— I'm sorry— I just can't help it."
He slams his cock harder, pounding into you faster than before. Now that you were awake he doesn't have an excuse to be careful. Anakin knows you'll forgive him... eventually. You always understand. He is just needy, that's it.
Your words sound muffled and broken, cut out by stuttering moans and incoherent sounds. Anakin groans loudly when he feels your saliva coat his palm, bucking his hips and lifting your lower body with his free hand underneath your hips. You are awake, fully awake. You are scared, he can read it in your eyes, but it only calms his hunger, as odd as it may seem. It's wrong, a Master shouldn't be afraid of their apprentice— yet you are terrified. This isn't the sweet Anakin you know.
"I promise it won't happen again, I just couldn't— couldn't stop myself," He says, tears rolling down his cheeks. The way he is lifting your hips causes the tip of his member to brush against an upper spot inside your velvety walls, making you roll your body closer to his involuntary, to arch your back and close your eyes. Anakin sees this reaction, which brings a smile to his teary face. "See? I knew you'd like it. You like me. I know you do... please. Please love me." The way he loves you.
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I don’t have money to donate but will gladly make sure your voice is heard.
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