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Going Soft

I actually finished this one before I finished the last one I posted. Life has just been… not fun. Anyway, this one is kinda soft and kinda smutty, and probably not everyone’s cup of tea. @angelmarais​ was still a Zach girl when I wrote this so that tells you how old it is. Hope you enjoy!

Words: 1088

Warnings: Zach is soft, Y/N has bad cramps and he just wants to help, very soft smut

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the darkside.

oh my god. i’m fucking melting. i can just imagine this. he had a horrible mission that day, so he came back to you so he could get his mind off things. he throws off the cloak like that and just instantly runs over to you and grabs you and kisses you deeply and i just- i need to write this now

i just gotta say... tcw anakin skywalker is fucking HOT

must. not. sin. FUCK

The Adam Driver bed scene that keeps on giving 

we had each other, that was all.

happy Thursday the 20th

Mine

Paring: Anakin Skywalker x Reader

Words: 2460

Request: Okay so hear me out lol. Dark Anakin, like he’s not crispy he’s still his sexy boy self but like a soulmate Prompt one where soulmates share an eye color and one of the readers eyes is Anakin’s gorgeous blue. like he and Padmé weren’t really soulmates because of course the man is like fuck all the rules and got with her anyway lol but when he captures the reader it’s like ‘mine’ lol please and thank you darling! Have a wonderful day! 

Summary: “The war took you away. What came back wears your skin. Sometimes, it still has your eyes.” –lost childhood (c.n.s)

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He always knew something was off.

           The first time Anakin Skywalker can remember looking into a mirror, he remembers being so perplexed by the different colors of his eyes. His right, a striking cerulean that put the oceans to shame. The other, a beautiful and unique shade of (Y/E/C). He immediately ran to his mother, confused and slightly afraid of what the different colors could mean.

           To this day, his heart aches at the kind smile Shmi Skywalker had given him as she led him to sit at the table, softly explaining the reason for such a feature. She had shown him how her eyes were also different, something he had never taken the time to notice before. He could never look passed the tiredness that shadowed her features.

           But as he looked closer that day, he saw how one of her eyes was a deep brown color, the color she had inherited from her own parents, and the other was a shade of blue. Paler than his own, and not quite as vibrant. Almost like the sky on a cloudy day.

           The concept of soulmates was slightly difficult for him to grasp. But as his mother kept explaining it, it made more sense. Seeing as he had grown up without a father and his mother, being a slave, had never been romantically involved with other men, the thought of a relationship between two people other than friendly or familial was foreign.

           And then he met Padmé.

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“i’m in my slut era” i say as i open tumblr to read fanfictions of characters who don’t exist