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it is a shitpost but whatever. im posting it because obikintober

crosshair and anakin would be smoking buddies :) modern au!

🏳️‍🌈HAPPY PRIDE!!!🏳️‍⚧️

Fuck you Disney these characters are queer :)

Version with my headcanon individual pride flags under the cut:

It's ok to disagree with my headcanons, just don't be a prick

Also, yes, this is the return of the Kalluzeb boob meme

19 Years Later... (Darth Vader x reader miniseries chapter 1)

19 years have passed since Y/n’s husband Anakin’s death, and she has become the leading General of the newly founded Rebellion alongside her past Jedi friend Obi-Wan Kenobi, now known as Ben Kenobi. When her children Luke and Leia Skywalker gets kidnapped by Darth Vader, the man who killed her husband; her and Obi-Wan Kenobi must come rescue her. But when she finds out who’s behind Darth Vader’s mask, the truth is something she never thought she had to prepare herself for.

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Index:

1. prologue

2. chapter 1

3. chapter 2 [Coming soon]

wc: 2.3k

warnings: cursing

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Being the leader of the new Rebellion against the evil Galactic Empire had its perks. One of the things that was not a perk, however, was hiding one’s actual name from their people, and past.

None of Y/n’s rebels knew of her past as a former Jedi Knight that fought in the Clone Wars. Though she fought like a cunning warrior, the thought had never once crossed their minds, seeing as all the Jedi were dead.

She had raised her children Luke and Leia with Obi-Wan’s guidance to be trained as Jedi, seeing as both of them were very Force-Sensitive.

Watching Luke wield his father’s lightsaber brought such bittersweet feelings to both old Jedi Knights. Anakin was such a big part of both of their lives, that it was almost painful to see this without him there.

Anakin would be beyond proud of his son and daughter, for sure.

Y/n recalled the first time he and Leia held their lightsabers. They were both 9, the same age their Father was when he was brought him by Qui-Gon Jyn from Tattooine.

Luke had rushed up to Obi’s old trunk excitedly, admiring the strange silver object with big eyes as Leia crowded behind him, “What’s that, Uncle Obi?”

“This is your father’s lightsaber, my dear. He would’ve wanted you to have it,” Obi replied, a sad smile on his face as he held onto the hilt, activating its stellar blue glow.

“This is the weapon of a Jedi Knight. Not as clumsy or random as a blaster—“ Obi handed it to Luke and his eyes widened, waving it around gently so he didn’t break it. “—an elegant weapon for a more civilized age.”

“Is it mine?” Luke’s eyes beamed in excitement. Obi-Wan nodded, sitting down as he picked up Leia, putting her on his knee.

“For over a thousand generations, the Jedi were the guardians of peace and justice. The old republic. Before the Empire...” he trailed off, turning his head towards the window.

Y/n rushed into the room, hearing the lightsaber and fearing there was an intruder, “Obi-Wan! What’s going on, I’m—“ she ignited her brilliant (l/c) saber, holding it in a protective stance before she realized it was just Luke. She sighed heavily and disengaged her saber, attaching it back to her belt loop, “Obi, you didn’t tell me you were doing this now...” she crossed her arms.

“Mom! Obi-Wan told me this was Dad’s! Look!” he started swinging it gently, making sure it didn’t hit anyone since he knew how deadly they could be. She began to smile sadly as she remembered a young Anakin as a padawan, rushing in to show her his lightsaber he constructed the day he finally got one.

She smiled sadly, tears welling up in her eyes. “You look so much like your father, Luke,” she said sadly. Obi looked back at Luke, and for a split moment, he was reminded of the small slave his old master brought back with him. He smiled to himself remembering how he helped Anakin with his padawan braid.

“Princess, come here. I’ll let you hold my lightsaber, okay?” she handed Leia her saber gently, and she took gingerly from her hand. Leia took it and igniting it, the blade’s glow reflecting in her excited little eyes.

“Mom? How did dad die? You never answered me,” Luke asked. Y/n felt herself freeze in place, a large lump in her throat forming. “Luke, I...”

“I’ll tell them, Y/n,” Obi-Wan replied solemnly. “Your father was killed by a young Jedi named Darth Vader. He was a close friend of mine before he fell. He helped the Emperor hunt down and destroy the Jedi Knights. He betrayed and murdered your father.” The room fell silent, until Luke asked another question, “So you and Uncle Obi are the last remaining Jedi?”

Obi-Wan shook his head no, “There are others, but sparse. To name a few, Master Yoda and Ahsoka Tano, your father’s Padawan learner. The last remaining Jedi are being hunted down by Vader, which is why we hide.”

Leia spoke up softly, “Is that why we don’t use our actual last name, mommy?”

“Yes, sweetheart. As long as Vader’s reign continues, we must hide our names. Darth Vader does not know about the two of you, so you are safe. For us, on the other hand...” she trailed off, and the kids understood.

“Mom... Mom,” Leia spoke loudly. Y/n blinked in confusion and turned back around, looking at her daughter, “Yeah, my love?”

“Are you okay mom?” Leia asked, frowning. “We need to look at the Death Star plans.”

“Right,” she sighed heavily, turning to face from the window out looking Yavin 4. “I’m fine, princess. I just... was remembering Anakin, that’s all.” Leia sighed and laid her hand on her mother’s back, rubbing it gently, “Dad would be proud of everything you’ve done, mom.” She began to tear up as she pulled Leia into a tight hug, “I hope so. It’s been about 20 years and it still doesn’t feel right,” silent tears fell down her cheeks into her daughter’s bunned hair.

“I’m proud of you, Leia. If you were to be trained within the Order now, you’d be the same age your father was when he became a Jedi Knight, and when he married me...” she sniffled, wiping her tears. Leia smiled softly, holding her mom’s hand, “Do you think he’d be proud of me, too?”

“I know he would,” she rubbed her fingertips against hers, “He would pull you into the tightest hug, spin you a little and say softly, ‘That’s my baby girl,’” she replied, her voice cracking slightly. Leia began to tear up as she hugged her back, “I wish I knew him...” she said softly. “I wish so too, babe, so bad...” Y/n sighed. But I won’t let his memory be in vain. Let’s go look at these plans and destroy that Death Star, yeah?”

Leia and Y/n walked to the main board room, seeing how the map was already up on display. “General Jonas, we’ve been examining the Death Star plans. They’re on screen now,” one of her commanding officers recited. “Good, thank you, officer. Have we discovered a weak point yet? Or at least some form of entry point?”

“No, ma’am. We haven’t studied long enough. There are many ways in, but all most likely heavily guarded. We will have to find a way to go under the radar without getting detected, somehow,” he replied. She nodded, walking closer to examine it. She closed her eyes and felt out through the Force for some answer. No surprise to her, she could barely feel anything at all but an empty void. Ever since Anakin had died, she had felt more distanced from the Force than ever. Maybe she and Anakin possessed a rare Dyad, or maybe she had simply lost touch with the Force; but no matter what she did, she was nowhere near as powerful in the Force as she used to be.

“Alert me if you find anything, Officer, I would love to have this Death Star in shambles by the end of the month,” Y/n left to walk out and to ask Obi-Wan on the matter. “Yes, ma’am,” he responded, turning back to his computer to get back to work.

Elsewhere, Leia was pacing in Luke’s room, grumbling to herself, “I know Obi-Wan has taught us to not let our emotions guide us, but I can’t when it comes to him. He killed our father, he should be dead!” Leia huffed in anger, collapsing down onto her twin’s bed.

Luke grunted in response, his mouth full of food still, “It’s not like you can take him on yourself. You’d die!” he said, or at least, sounded like he said. “I will not let the lives of those lost who got us the plans in the first place’s memories die. We wouldn’t be this close to planning an attack without their sacrifices. Moreover, Mom has had these plans for two days now, and she hasn’t done a single thing about it!” Leia responded quickly. Luke shrugged, “Leia. Be real. It’s not like we can steal a ship and fly to the Death Star, find it’s a weak point, and get back in time for dinner.”

Leia sat up, looking at Luke as if he had just committed mass murder. “...What?” Luke asked warily. Leia grinned, “That’s it! We’ll do just that, Luke! We’ll take one of mom’s ships, fly around the death star undetected and find weak entry points, and get back like we were never even gone!”

“Leia, you can not be serious right now!” Luke gasped, setting his food down, “We can’t do this, we could get in so much trouble! Or spotted!”

“Do you want to sit idly while our mother and uncle do nothing, whereas our Father’s murderer is out on the lose on that moon!” Leia snapped at him. He narrowed his eyes, “That’s no moon, Leia. Also, no, I don’t! But do we have a choice? No. We’re staying here.”

“No, we’re leaving. Whether I go alone is up to you entirely, but at this point, I just want the man who killed my father dead,” Leia said, glaring at him. Luke huffed, “You think I don’t want him dead, too? But we are children, we literally can’t do anything!”

“We are 19 years old and I don’t know about you, but I don’t want to sit at home here and wait for Vader to kill more innocent people,” Leia frowned, crossing her arms. “I really need you with me, Luke. But I get it if you don’t go.” she stood up, grabbing her stuff to leave when Luke grumbled “Wait!” under his breath. “I’ll... go. Just to protect you. But this is a bad idea, and I don’t want to get caught,” he raised a brow to her. Leia grinned and hugged Luke tightly, “Thank you, thank you! You won’t regret this! But bring your lightsaber maybe, just in case?”

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“What do you mean, YOU LET THEM GO?” Y/n snapped to C3-PO, enraged. Threepio raised his hands in defense, “I couldn’t stop them, mistress! I tried my best, I swear!”

“You let my children go confront Vader ALONE? You’re so lucky I don’t shut you down for that!” she growled, shoving past him with Obi-Wan following close behind her. “Oh, dear. I’m doomed,” Threepio whined.

“We have to go after them, we... I can’t... I can’t lose my kids,” Y/n said nervously, starting to pace once Obi got close. “Y/n, calm down sweetheart. I need you to breathe and think,” Obi said, holding onto her shoulders gently. “If we go, we have an equal chance of being caught since they’ll already be on high alert.”

She sighed heavily, shaking her head, “I hate you for being so levelheaded and smart, Obi,” she frowned. “That’s my specialty,” he winked. “Now, we need to stop and make sure that we can pull this rescue off without risking our lives, too.”

Meanwhile, at the Death Star, Vader was summoned by his leading captain because of an alert of an enemy ship flying nearby. “Bring them in, search them. They may know General Jonas.” “Yes, My Lord.”

Vader turned to leave the bridge towards the docking bay, to meet his guests personally. As he walked, his mind was filled with visions and memories from his dream the night before. Of her.

He sighed heavily, picking up speed as he neared the docking bay. Passing a group of stormtroopers, he pushed past them to be in front, crossing his arms. The door opened, and two stormtroopers walked out holding a young girl and boy, yelling at them to let go of them.

As soon as Vader looked at the two, he felt something... strange. A certain presence in the Force he had never felt before. What is this? Why do they feel familiar?

Vader dropped his arms, walking forward and raising his hand to stop the troopers, “Who are you? And why were you near my Death Star?”

His unmerciful, robotic voice rumbled through their chests, terrifying them. In all their years, they had never seen something so cold and unforgiving. “Don’t be petrified, answer me if you want to live,” Vader challenged, staring right at the boy.

“You killed our father,” Leia’s voice was cold, sad, and broken. She knew this was a bad idea, but it was too late now. “I wanted revenge.”

“You’ll have to forgive me, my princess, but I’ve killed many men. Your father was just another tick on my list, whoever he may be.”

“You son of a—!” Luke yelled, rushing to jump at him when the stormtroopers all turned their weapons on him, making him stop. Vader growled, “Insolent children. I don’t think you know who I am, truly. I’d crush you in a heartbeat, but seeing as you could have something of use to me... take them away, both of them,” Vader commanded. The two shouted in disagreement, and Vader simply stood and watched them struggle.

“You bitch! You’ll pay for what you did to our dad!” Luke yelled as he was taken away. Vader rolled his eyes from under the mask and walked back to his quarters. He knelt on the floor, taking his mask off as he called out to his Emperor through the force.

“What do you want, Lord Vader?” Palpatine growled, looking down at Vader’s hologram. “I felt something through the Force a few moments ago. My new hostages... they seem to be strong with it.”

“Really? Are you sure, my apprentice?”

“Yes, Master. More sure than anything.”

“Well, you know what you must do. Kill them. They could be Jedi if they tried opposing you,” Palpatine smirked. “They’re only children, which means they’re newer Jedi. Someone had to have trained them.”

“Children never stopped you before, don’t let it stop you now. Do it.”

“...Yes, my Master.” Vader ended the holomessage, sighing.

“Who are you two...?” he asked himself, reaching out through the Force and feeling they were still there.

Strange.

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18+, smut, Dilf!Anakin, cheating.

"Look at you, my good girl," 𝗗𝗶𝗹𝗳!𝗔𝗻𝗮𝗸𝗶𝗻 whispers, his grip in your forearms tightening as he brings your body closer to his, pressing your back against his broad chest. "I thought you said this was the last time."

Everything about him is like a drug you can't stop consuming, always injecting it into your veins, enjoying the thrill, turning off your phone, and taking off your wedding band. Skin to skin, you moan louder, safe inside the thick walls of the motel, your walls milk his cock, clinging to him desperately.

"Just face it. You can't stop thinking about me," Anakin haunts you, hitting all the spots no one else can reach, pushing the buttons that make your body tremble. The sloppy sound is music to his ears, he needs more. Is like a greedy feeling that he only experiences when he's with you. "You can't stop thinking about my cock, always calling me drunk, begging me to come over and fuck you— such a shameless slut, with your husband sleeping upstairs."

Letting go of your arms, your body collapses on the bed, the mattress bouncing with your combined weight. The pillow sinks as he pushes his palm over your head, lifting your hips by hooking an arm underneath your hips. Your cries grow louder, so do his thrusts. It is almost 6:00 AM, he has been going for hours, ravishing your body, destroying every guilty thought you had left for texting him again.

"You are stuck with me, darling," You wouldn't have it any other way. "So why don't we turn on that phone of yours and call your husband, maybe I can send him a video of your pussy stretching around my cock."

never gonna shut up about this i'm sorry

Could you write a cute Anakin x Senator! Reader oneshot, where Reader and Anakin are 'trapped' in a snowed-in cave... and they make camp in the cave and spend some much-needed quality time with one another?

One Shot: Snowed In // Anakin Skywalker X Gn!Reader

A/N: Thank you for this request, I fell in love with this idea! Sorry it took me so long to write! I tried to make it gender neutral which I’ve never really done before, if I have messed something up PLEASE let me know for the future! Also, this counts as my holiday themed fic for the year! (Even though it’s January 5th)

Word count: 900 (I know, I know, it’s short)

Warnings: An explosion, being temporarily trapped. Established relationship, I didn't really edit half of this, typos, and fluff!!!!!

“Rex, Rex come in! Rex can you hear me?” You called into the com link only to be met with a steady buzz. 

“Any luck?” Anakin asked from behind you, searching throughout the snow filled cavern for some kind of salvation. 

“Nope.” You sighed in frustration, snapping the device back onto your belt. “Comlink’s being stupid, if we can’t notify Rex, then I’m afraid we’re gonna be here for a while.” 

He turned to face you with an expression of mock hurt. “You say that like it’s a bad thing to be stuck here with me!” 

You rolled your eyes as you walked over to Anakin, snaking your arms around his waist as he studied the collapsed cave entrance. “Of course not!” The warmth of him in your arms made you forget all about the cave’s biting chill.  “Besides, you’re the only thing that's gonna keep me sane while we wait.” With that you placed a small peck atop the armor strapped to his shoulder. You didn't have to see his face to know your playful exchange brought a smile to his lips. 

Suddenly, the com link on your belt crackled to life, Rex’s static voice echoing through the ice cavern. “Senator, are you alright?”

You unraveled yourself from Anakin and snatched the device up, the relief of hearing Rex’s voice and the fear that you could lose his signal at any moment churning in your gut. “Rex! Yes, we’re ok! Me and An- General Skywalker were scouting out a cave when the entrance collapsed. I’ll send you the coordinates.” 

“Y-yes si-” 

With that, Rex’s voice fizzled out. 

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“You’re being too hard on yourself, it looks just like him!” You said from your seat on Anakin’s lap, his arms lovingly wrapped around your waist, shielding you from the chill. 

He laughed, his warm breath tickling the back of your neck. “If I just had some twigs or something I could make his circuit board an-“ 

“Oh hush,” You playfully swatted his arm. “You’re your own worst critic.” The two of you stared at the snow astromech droid sitting in front of you, a domed topped mound of snow  with pebbles in place of eyes. You giggled. “I wonder what R2 would think of our creation.” 

Anakin hummed. “I think he’d either be honored or deeply offended that we didn’t quite capture his ferocity.” 

You chuckled. “He is one scary lil’ droid when he wants to be!” 

The two of you laughed together, the sound of joy spreading throughout the empty cavern, making the atmosphere feel slightly less cold. As the laughter died down you let out a sigh of contentment, letting your fingers dance through the curls of Ani’s hair. 

“This is nice,” you said, nuzzling into the side of his neck. “Getting some alone time together. Kinda crappy that the only way we can get time to ourselves is by being stuck in an ice cave, but still, it’s nice.” 

“I agree. It’s wonderful to just be… us for a little bit.” 

You nodded. “No General Skywalker or Senator y/n, just us.” 

Pulling back your hood, Anakin trailed gentle kisses along the side of your neck. “Us. I like that.” 

“Oh maker, you’re so cheesy sometimes.” You giggled.

“Hey! I thought you liked cheesy.” 

You turned to face him with a smile, your lips inches from his. “Hmm, only when it comes from you.” Your faces drifted closer together until your lips gently brushed against his, the cold seeming to disappear from your surroundings, chased away by the warmth of your love.

“Still,” You said, pulling back from him. “I kinda hope they get here soon, it’s much too cold for my liking.” 

“I actually don’t mind it that much.” 

“Guess you like snow better than sand huh?” Anakin flashed you an unamused expression. “Oh come one, that was funny!” 

“It was one time y/n!” He said, but despite his teasing tone a smile graced his face. As the two of you began laughing yet again, you were interrupted by a noise at the cave entrance.  Your heads whipped around just in time to see an explosion consum the entrance of the cave, a wave of ice and smoke swirling upwards and obscuring the view. 

Leaping off of Anakin’s lap, you sprinted over to the entrance, frantically waving your hands to disperse the cloudy air. “Rex!.” You called out.

“Over here senator!” As the air cleared, the figures of Rex along with others of the 501ist became visible, along with several speeders parked behind them.

You ran out of the cave towards him, a wide grin spreading across your face. “Oh maker, you’re a sight for sore eyes!”

“You and the General both alright?” He questioned, placing his explosive equipment back on his belt. 

“We’re both alright Rex,” Anakin said from behind you as he emerged from the cavern. “Just a little cold is all.” 

“Good to hear Sirs. I suggest we return to camp.” 

“Agreed.” You said. As Rex turned to walk back to the speeders you quickly slipped your hand into Anakin’s. He looked down at you, slightly confused by the public display of affection. “I enjoyed spending time with you Ani.” You whispered. 

His look of confusion turned to adortion as he gave your hand a loving squeeze. “Me too baby.” 

Moving towards the speeders, you let your hand fall away from his grasp. “General.” You said cordoly as you walked away.

“Senator.” Anakin replied before following you over to the troops.

Tagging: @anakinswhore @chokemeanakin (Hope it’s ok that I tagged u!) @princessxkenobi

Did anyone else think that these two were absolutely together when they watched Attack of the Clones?

Padmé tells Typho to protect Dormé, and then Dormé responds by saying that she’ll take care of him. I love that little smile that she throws his way! (I wish we could see his reaction!) And then his hand on her back, offering support to her as Anakin and Padme are leaving … seriously, how is this not canon?!

I refuse to believe that no one saw the bad vibes on that man.