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THE SECOND TO LAST ONE HAS ME IN TEARS

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touch starved/ desprate anakin? 🥺👉🏼👈🏼 like he's been on a mission for weeks and tried to keep in contact as much as he could but the nAtUrE oF wAr or whatever so he's desperate for you ahem anyways....

Hi 👋🏻👋🏻👋🏻

*ahem*

So it’s been weeks, like full on forever since you two have been in person together. He tries his hardest to comm message you everyday and call (STAR WARS FACE TIME WHATS IT CALLED THERES A WORD UGH) at least once a week hopefully more

And honestly about two weeks ago you noticed that he was looking frustrated, like shifting more, very clearly wishing you were there

Luckily he tells you that his mission ended that day and he would be home at the end of the week and you two were ready

Like you know exactly what’s coming, you two have never been apart this long and Anakin tackles you when he’s been gone for two weeks let alone eight

So it’s two days later and the reunion sex has genuinely been on your mind 24/7 like, you’ve been thinking of twenty different scenarios, constantly in the state of low key horny

And finally finally it’s time for Anakin to get there and when his ship lands he obviously wants to immediately head to you but he sadly has to go to the council first. So he walks as fast as he can to the council and gives a word spill of a debrief, honestly it was very funny to everyone that wasn’t Anakin

I fully heartedly believe Anakin sprinted to your quarters, like literally just bolted (when people weren’t looking) like think of running and then immediately going into a walk whenever someone could see bc I think that’s hilarious

Anyway so you can feel him coming through the Force as one does, and you just bolt up from the couch and by the time you reach the door he’s got it open and he just sort of pounces you

Like full on arm around the waist, tugging you closer, leaning down to kiss you hard

He’s running his hands up and down your side, and back, and slowly backs you up against the kitchen counter

He moves down to suck on your neck and kiss under your jaw and grabs your thighs to lift you onto the counter

He pulls away for .2 seconds to grin and whisper a tiny “hi” only to kiss your check and hug you really tight, and then resumes his previous activity 😌

Honestly just imagine very like frantic movements with him like this.

THERE WOULD BE A ROUND TWO OF VERY SLOW SEX WHERE HES PRACTICALLY FLUSHED AGAINST YOU AND THEN AFTERWARDS HELLA SNUGGLES LIKE HELLA HELLA SNUGGLES

Okay that is all

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hey all… uhm. who wants a finale to 19 years later? 💀

Rise and Shine

[Gonna try my hand at formatting non-ask fics in a prettier manner. Let me know what y'all think!]

NSFW! Cole CassidyxF!Reader

To you, there were two inevitable rules when you slept wrapped up in Cole's arms. One, you would have the warmest, most tranquil sleep of your life while spooned against his body, his arm tucking you to his side like this was the only place you belonged. And two, your bladder would inevitably chase this moment away, demanding to be emptied the moment you begin to drift back into consciousness.

You had tried to reject the growing urgency but the waning darkness began to coax you from your dreams, consciousness creeping in bit by bit. Cole and you had shifted during the night, the man’s right arm still tucked around your body but not firmly locked around your hips as it had been the night before. You were still pressed snuggly against his side, the entirety of your body pressed into his; your right leg resting comfortably on top of his thigh, your hand curled against his hairy chest. A lazy smile tugged at your lips as you finally managed to open your eyes, thankful that it was still fairly dark in the room. Being at the far corner of the base did have its advantages, especially when you needed another half hour to face the sun. 

Screwing your eyes up in another hard couple of blinks, the bleariness of sleep gave way to an eyeful of Cole’s chest, your own fist closing and squeezing a few times before you stole a glance up. Your smile grew into a full grin as you caught sight of Cole’s sleeping visage, warmth blooming through out you as you studied the man for a moment. In the growing light, you could see the smattering of freckles that covered his skin from head to toe from years of exposure to the New Mexico sunlight. His hair was damn near chocolate color in the dimness of the room, but flecks of auburn and cinnamon were peeking through bit by bit as the sun continued to rise.

You resisted the urge to snort as the man gave one quick snort in his sleep, biting hard on your bottom lip when he smacked his lips before his breathing evened out into quiet snores once more. The man had his left arm thrown over his face, but to you that did nothing to conceal his high cheekbones and battle crooked nose. A blush climbed into your face and crept down your chest, absolutely taken by how much you adored him.

Still, your bladder demanded reprieve and you needed to move before it became too late. You gingerly began to lift your leg off his, hand opening to gently smooth across his chest so you could fully untangle yourself from him without interrupting the man’s sleep. Once your legs were free from the man, you were able to scoot towards the bottom edge of the bed, carefully moving inch by inch so you didn’t jostle the man. As soon as your feet began to dangle over the edge of the bed, you pushed yourself the rest of the way off of the bed, tugging your long sleep shirt back down and rushing to the small, connected bathroom.

Gibraltar’s bathrooms were fairly simplistic, if not industrial; an open concept shower with shelves on the outside stacked with towels, toiletries and aloe vera plants. A small wall separated the shower and the toilet, the toilet neatly tucked in the corner and away from the entrance to the room. You didn’t waste time turning the lights on, sunlight beginning to filter past the frosted glass windows of the room and sending beams of sunlight against the mirror over the sink. Rushing towards the toilet you quickly finished your business, squeaking softly as the bidet activated as you finished, sleep quickly chased away as soon as the device cleaned you off. Might as well get started on the day.

Pattering over to the sink you quickly washed your hands, giving yourself a quick once over in the mirror before grabbing your toothbrush. Weary eyes and bedhead greeted your view, somehow managing to avoid the dregs of bedhead despite not pulling your hair up or wrapping it before falling asleep. Making a mental note, you knew you’d have to teasingly thank the cowboy for saving you from a completely bad hair day. Squirting a glob of toothpaste onto the brush, you leaned over the sink, eyes closing as you idly swayed side to side as you brushed your teeth. Your mind sleepily wandered over plans for the day and what to make for breakfast until your thought process was suddenly interrupted by two hands gliding over your hips. You sputtered, toothpaste dribbling down your chin in surprise as your eyes snapped open, greeted by the amused, half-lidded reflection of your boyfriend behind you.

“Jesus Cole”, you murmured, shifting your toothbrush to the side and grabbing a Kleenex from the shelf to wipe your face. “You scared me half to death!”

His hands gently rubbed your hips in small circles apologetically, the man dipping down to press a kiss to the back of your head, nuzzling into your hair as he stifled a yawn.

“’m sorry sugar”, he hummed, the sleep clinging to his voice dragging it down a few octaves. You were sure he felt the shiver that ran down your spine, his hands inching from your waist to your stomach, thumbs rubbing in comforting circles. “Woke up alone…”

He trailed off for a moment as you spit the remnants of toothpaste from your mouth and rinsed before fully leaning backwards into the man, the softness of his touch and torso contrasted by the hardness pressed against your ass. Cole had no problem admitting her was a clingy man, if you were in the room, he wanted to have some part of your touching him. Waking up without you there had probably sent the man into auto-pilot, seeking you out until he could hold you in his arms once more. Heat began to swirl lazily in you at his touch, his calloused fingers working small circles higher and higher, pausing until you rolled your hips back against his needily. A pleased rumble started low in his chest, the quiet growl growing when his fingertips grazed the underside of your breasts. Tilting your head back, your gazes locked, the needy hunger you shared making your entire body tremble.

“Damn”, Cole moaned softly, head canting to the side of yours as he pressed a hard kiss to your temple, your breasts suddenly engulfed in his hands. His thumbs barely grazed your nipples, your entire body jumping at the contact and moaning at his covered length pushing more insistently against your bare ass.  “Y’know I can’t control myself when ya look at me like that, darlin’.”

“Then don’t”, you sighed, falling forward as his fingers rolled your nipples lightly, propping yourself up on the sink.

Groaning, Cole fell with you, nipping at the shell of your ear each time he tweaked your sensitive nubs, thighs squeezing tighter and tighter as each movement sent pure electricity into your clit. The man did not relent as you hips rolled and grinded hard against his boxer-briefs, the sensation of fabric making your overly sensitive pussy cry out for direct stimulation. You could the growing wet spot on Cole’s underwear, unsure if it was only you that could be blamed or if his cock was spilling pre-cum. Both of you were growing erratic, you legs shaking as you tried to press into him to provide some reprieve for your throbbing clit, him grinding into you as if the action would allow him to easily slip through the layers of fabric and inside. He refused to relinquish his hold on your breasts for the moment, husky breathing teasing your ears before pausing for one pregnant moment.

“Fuck!”

Your body jerked before melting, Cole’s teeth nibbling at the crux of your shoulder and neck before sinking in, the t-shirt providing little barrier from the delectably stinging onslaught. The way he pulled one hand away from your breasts to yank the neck of the shirt over, smothering the heated area with kisses made your heart flutter, knees wobbling as you clutched even harder at the sink to stay up. A whimper tumbled from your lips as his right hand dragged down your body and cupped your mound, one of his fingers barely dragging across the slit of your cunt. He inhaled sharply against your skin, his palm massaging your mound.

“Please”, you breathed as he applied more pressure, his fingers slipping up and down, pulling away right before he reached your clit. You whined as your eyes slipped closed and pleading words fell from you like a prayer. Heat and need poured from you like water, the man’s hand pulling back just slightly when you ground your hips down, the teasing making your head grow fuzzy. “Please Cole, pretty please.”

Stars burst behind your eyes for the briefest second as your knees fully buckled, the man firmly rolling two fingers around your overly sensitive clit. Pleasure raced through your body, your hands scrambling for purchase on the sink as you began to fall.

“Woah there”, Cole breathed out, hand quickly pulling away so his arm could wrap tight around your hips, his other arm wrapped right under your breasts. “Wasn’t expectin’ that huh?

Heat exploded in your cheeks as you finally managed to peek your eyes back open, twisting your head away from your reflection as it seared itself into your mind. You had come apart just from one direct touch, lips parted and eyes half-lidded, the ravenous look of Cole’s lust darkened eyes and ruddy cheeks making you want to take another plunge into pleasure.

“N-no”, you murmured petulantly before wiggling slightly, the man’s hold not loosening from around you. Lifting your arm weakly, you pointed towards the door, sticking your bottom lip out in a pleading pout. “Bed now? My legs ain’t gonna work through another round like that.”

You laid on the sugar thickly, a grin spreading on your lips as a husky grunt of affirmation rumbled against your back. It wasn’t needed but you knew the man loved his compliments, praise being a huge ‘secret not so secret’ kink of his. Twisting you around, you squealed as Cole’s hand slipped from around you hips to under your ass and thighs, the man quickly lifting you up using his prosthetic arm before balancing out with his other. His hands slid down to massage at your thighs as they wrapped around his hips, arms holding on tight to him as he sauntered back over to the bedroom.

“Oh baby you are incredible”, you hummed softly as you tilted your head forward, gently pressing your forehead against his, trapping his messy bangs between the both of you. You pressed several hard kisses to his lips, dissolving into half a dozen pecks, your fingers rubbing small circles against the back of his neck. “How am I supposed to think when you’re driving me crazy like this?”

You could feel the heat rise against the back of his neck, a pleased flush making the subtle freckles pop against his sun-kissed skin. His fingers dug into your thighs, enough pressure to let you know your words were boring straight to his core, his head dipping down and capturing your lips in a hard kiss. You melted into his touch, your arms wrapping even tighter about his shoulders as your torso fully leaned into his, nails scratching at the back of his neck and hair. Every ounce of growing need kept your lips locked with his, your teeth grazing at his lips only for him to catch your bottom lip between his, a desperate whine pulled from your chest.

“You stealin’ my words now darlin’”, Cole breathed heavily as he pulled away from you, tongue swiping out to taste your lips as his knee hit the bed. “Careful now.”

Cole was careful as he climbed onto the bed, your arms still locked around him as he dropped both of your legs onto the bed and trapped you between his. Your face burned as you stared up at the man, his gaze dancing over every single inch of your body as you returned the favor. There were times you forgot what a thick man he was; broad, muscular shoulders giving way to full, cup-able pecs and a solid set of abs covered in a soft layer of fat and hair. You had called the man a bear more times than you could count, Cole taking pride in the fact and patting his stomach or his thighs whenever he wanted your attention. Right now, however, his hands were playing with the waistband of his underwear, your breath catching in your chest as your eyes continued to trail downward.

His dick hung thick, hard and ready, the forest of pubic hair disappearing behind the grey and red waistband but you knew what lay just beyond. The fabric had been completely saturated in wetness, his precum beginning to bead through the fabric, his cock twitching under your hungry gaze. Your hand finally moved away from the back of his neck, working slowly down his chest to tweak at a nipple before it continued its journey towards its goal. Three of your fingers hooked into the waistband alongside his, your eyes pulling up from his cock, over his body and locking with his gaze again. Slow, heady breaths fell from his lips as you both paused, waiting to see who would act first. Smiling, you slowly lifted your brows in a teasingly demure manner.

“Please baby?”

Your tone dipped, desire making your tone husky, arching your back to push out your breasts, fingers gliding left and right playfully. Both of you adored taking charge at time but right now you wanted him to devour you alive, to fill you up and ravish you in a way only he knew how. Cole’s nostrils flared as his eyes broke away from your own to drink you in, hands clumsily pushing the underwear away and kicking them away behind him. Your head swam as you spread your legs further for him, eyes lingering on his thick, ruddy cock as he inched closer to you, his hand pumping his length as he fell over you. He swiped his length against your cunt once, then twice, his dick coated in your essence before he nestled himself between you lips, pushing forward agonizingly slow.

“Damn you feel so good”, Cole moaned, his head tilted back as he tried to hold some semblance of control and not slam into you completely.

His hand drifted dazedly from his cock to your hips, the tips of his fingers pressing into the flesh possessively as he sank into you inch by inch. Your breath caught in your throat as your walls hungrily sucked him in, whining low as he bottomed out and held you in place. Cole wanted to savor the feeling of your walls around him, letting out a slow hiss as he pulled back before slowly tilting his hips forward once more. You were so delightfully full of Cole, his cock thick and lightly curved upward, teasing every inch of your cunt while lightly teasing your g-spot with every thrust in. The cowboy’s thrusts were always so deliberate, at least at the beginning, because he wanted to twist you up higher and higher so you both could come tumbling down together.

Your hands twisted into the sheets with the first thrust, clawing and scrambling against the fabric for some type of purchase as he set that spine tingling pace. Tilting your head back, your eyes squeezed up tight as you felt the head of his cock brush against that sensitive bundle of nerves over and over, the man pulling half way out before sliding into you slow and steady. Your mind was growing hazy, getting lost in his touch as you rocked against him desperately, his hands tightening around your hip before releasing them. Trying to catch your breath if even for a moment, you squealed as the man’s hands traveled down your side and moved to under your knees. Your eyes snapped open as you looked at him, the man’s gaze half-lidded, the hungry wanton look in your eyes making your squeeze around the man in anticipation.

“C-Cole fuck!”

Cole had pinned your knees in place, the man’s hips pulling back briefly before snapping forward, his thighs clapping against your ass. You could barely breathe, the man was even deeper than he was before, your wetness punctuating each move he made when he drilled inside of you. A part of you wanted to look away, to squeeze your eyes tight and get lost in the feeling but Cole had pinned you in place, dark eyes glowing with loving desire.

“You look so damn pretty”, Cole sighed, punctuating each word with another snap of his hips, his words pouring over you like honey and setting every inch of your body aflame.

You finally managed to break eye contact, each snapping thrust making your head grow fuzzier and fuzzier, the back of your palms pressed against your eyes and cheeks to chase some coolness, some calm back into your body. You were coming undone in his arms and he knew it, Cole pressing even closer to you and settling your thighs on his hips and leaning close to you, completely enveloping you in the scent of tobacco leaves and musk and him. His cock throbbed hard inside of you as your legs wrapped about his thighs, pulling him even closer, a silent plead for him to end you.

“Come on now angel”, he sighed, voice tight with control, gently coaxing your hands away from your face with his own, your arms wrapping him to stabilize yourself somehow. “Don’t hide yer pretty face from me.”

His thrust picked up, his lips capturing the screaming moan that escaped them, his hands framing your face as he fucked you relentlessly. Nipping, licking, growling against your mouth and lips and tongue, his thumbs worked slow methodical circles against your face, the tender strokes punctuated by the unabated drive of his hips into your own. Your body began to come undone bit by bit; toes pointing hard as your thighs began to quiver, nails clawing at his shoulders as your walls milked the man. Cole kissed you through your orgasm, grunts and moans of praise tangling between both of your lips, his forehead crushed hard against your as the smack of his skin against yours grew faster and uneven.

“Please Cass”, you breathed against his lips, your body still riding wave after wave of pleasure, wanting to feel him spill inside of you. Your walls milked him even more as you felt him begin to throb, his body on the verge of falling completely over the precipice. “Please fill me up, please I need you baby, I want all of you. Every drop. Please”

Your words slurred as Cole buried his head in the crook of your neck, quiet promises falling against your skin as his hips slammed into your twice more before freezing. Shivering you pressed your lips to the top of his head, each throb of his cock sending bursts of lava throughout your center, your arms tightening even more about his shoulders. Cole was careful to not drop his entire weight on you as your legs finally released him, the man nuzzling into the side of your neck and pressing tender kiss after kiss against your dewy skin.

“Nmmmm I love you darlin’”, he murmured into the side of your neck, as your hands began to card through his hard slowly.

“Love you too Cole”, you hummed softly before stifling a small chuckle, the man inquisitively grunting against your skin. “But you might hate me…I gotta pee again…”

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Tape From Hell

Billy Hargrove x Fem!Reader

Ask: @hargrove-stan: Can I request an imagine where the reader and Billy are dating and instead of billy getting possessed by the mind flayer it’s the reader? And billy is the one trying to free the reader from the mind flayer’s possession in star court mall? Reader doesn’t die!

Warnings: NSFW! swearing (like a lot), t o x i c relationship, SMUT, oral (f receiving), p in v, choking, dirty talk, a hint of degradation, billy being bat shit? Idk if it’s a part of his personality comes with the package, crying, angst, sad shit, violence! (not from Billy for a change), it’s dark I ain’t gonna lie

Word-Count: 14k (I know she’s a long one but it’s worth it)

There were a few things about Billy that had you seething with anger for a big part of your relationship. For one, Billy Hargrove was one big asshole. He could be oh so selfish and self-obsessed and sneaky as hell. Something about his way just played into one’s annoyance just right. Perhaps it was a talent, really, for him to be able to change someone’s mood from happy to sour with only a few words and calculated looks. Just like he had done to you only half an hour prior, leaving you to sit in your car, anger brooding in the back of your mind.

You had been on your way home, punching your steering wheel furiously, as you cussed him out, the mixtape he had made for you playing loudly in the background when you almost hit a tree. Deciding it was better to stop for a few moments and calm yourself, you now sat at the side of the road, head thrown back against the seat, eyes closed as you forced yourself to stand over it.

Everything had been just fine; you knew his temper and his habits of flirting. You knew and it was fine. But when you came to the Hawkins Community Pool, where you had planned to surprise him with some food and a new bikini, which you knew he would drool over, only find him grinning down at Karen Wheeler, while biting his lip and moving his hand to gallantly pull at the strap of her swimsuit – which was quite unsuitable for a woman her age, by the way. He had seen you then, after giving a wink to one of her lady friends. And he knew what he had done too, for the sly smile had frozen on his lips and his limbs seemed to stiffen dramatically. You had turned around then, walking back to your car with the two milkshakes and bag of food in hand. He had run after you, too, and you thought had he not done so, you would have been less angry now. It was nothing, he had said. They just like to look, no need to overreact. That one had gotten you and God you had reacted, for he had pulled such shit, too, back when you were both still in high school.

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oopsies. accidentally reblogged a sims 3 thing on here lmao

im currently working on some ani stories, so if you have any requests send them in xx

padme x anakin x reader when’re the reader is a little self conscious about her appearance but the reassure her that they love her no matter what? (it’s totally fine if you’re not comfortable writing it!)

Sure! I don’t write polyamorous relationships, but I hope that this is at least somewhat of what you asked!

Insecurities - Anakin x Reader x Padme

Warnings: None

Words: 1k

Extra info: Anakin and Padme are in a relationship and Y/n is the only one that knows, and is very jealous. ALSO!!! YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL! Never compare yourself to someone else. 💘 remember, hate leads to suffering. that includes self hate too. oh yeah, reader is a little tad bit gay for padme but tbh who isn’t

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Y/n fought back tears as she saw her two best friends be all happy and in love together. Truth was, she was in love with Anakin since he was a little kid - but he was too star struck by Padme to look at her in any romantic way. Not only that, but she thought Padme was the most beautiful girl in the world - and wished she could look like her more than anything.

So to see who she thought was the most beautiful girl ever be in love with her longtime crush seriously crushed her. She couldn’t stand it anymore and ran away to hide in the bathroom, needing to take a breather.

She slammed the door shut and leaned against the doorframe, falling to her knees and crying. She never had anyone to bring up her confidence - so it was broken easily as it had just been minutes ago.

She began to cry as she realized that she would never truly have a chance with Anakin. She wasn’t pretty enough for him.

She and Anakin were sent to protect the Senator since she was trying to be murdered - so naturally the old friends grew close again, leaving Y/n to third wheel. Hard.

She stood up after a good few minutes of crying, seeing the mirror and immediately being disgusted by what she saw.

Your eyes aren’t the beautiful brown that Padme has. Your hair isn’t as curly and shiny as hers. Your hair is too short. You’re too (skin color). You’re too fat. Your nose is too big, your lips are too small. Your eyebrows are horrendous.

You are disgusting.

I hate you.

The longer she looked, the more she hated herself. She knew feelings were a path to the dark side, so she had tried for years to desperately forget about her insecurities. But being around Padme maximized them tenfold.

She started to break down again, losing any shred of confidence she had left in her.

All she wanted was something that made her feel good. Someone to tell her she looked gorgeous. Something, anything.


But she never got it. Jedi were forbidden to love, so why would any of them ever compliment her on anything other than her skills as a Padawan learner, soon to be Jedi?

She was torn from her thoughts when she heard a knock on the door. She sniffled and froze, unsure of if she should speak or not.

“Y/n. I can hear you crying... and I can sense you’re hurt.”

It was Anakin. She gulped, trying to fix her tear-stained face, “I-i’m fine Anakin,” she lied, the broken inflection in her voice giving it away.

“No, you’re not,” Anakin sighed. “Please open the door,” Padme said as well.

Great. Both people who caused the insecurities were there.

She slowly opened the door, not meeting their gaze. “What?” she asked softly.

“What’s wrong, Y/n?” Padme gasped, seeing how hurt she looked. She instantly brought her into a hug - and no matter how angry Y/n was, she hugged her back quickly, starting to cry again.

“I-it’s so stupid,” she mumbled, trying to stop the tears from flowing again.


Anakin wasn’t sure of what to do, so he sighed and watched Padme hug her, “Nothing is stupid, Y/n. Talk to us,” he said.

After a moment of nonstop tears, she finally was able to speak again. “I-i’m insecure,” she said softly, sniffling as Padme rubbed her back.

“About your Jedi skills?” Anakin asked. She shook her head no, “No. A-about how I look. I just hâte everything about myself. I always have. And no one has ever realized how insecure I am, and no one has tried to help me.”

Her lip quivered, embarrassed she was finally admitting that out loud. It sounded even more dumb out loud than it did in her head.

“Are you serious?” Padme sounded shocked, “Y/n, you are beautiful! Why would you feel like that?”

“It’s just...” Y/n stopped, taking a deep breath before letting everything out, “Jedi aren’t supposed to have attachments. No romantic feelings. But this guy... this stupid, stupid man... I started falling for him. But he’s in love with someone else, even though he shouldn’t.” Anakin shifted uncomfortably. “And the girl he’s in love with is so... stunning. Everything about her is perfect. I don’t know how she’s real,” Y/n sighed. “I just wish I could be as beautiful as her. As kind, as funny as her...”

“Y/n, look at me.” Anakin couched down, and held her face in his hands gently. “You are beautiful. You are so beautiful. Why can’t you see that?”

Y/n’s heart leapt in her chest. That was the first time anyone ever said that to her - let alone her crush said that to her. “No one has ever said that to me, Anakin.” she teared up again, “No one. How am I supposed to know I’m beautiful if no one has said it to me?”

“I can promise you that many people believe that way...” he strokes her cheek softly, “they just haven’t had the courage to say it to you.”

“You are beautiful inside and out, Y/n. You can’t compare yourself to someone else... it’ll be your downfall,” Padme hugged her tightly. “If I’m being honest, you are one of the most beautiful women I’ve ever seen. Many times I’ve been jealous of your natural beauty...” she sighed. “You don’t ever wear makeup, yet you look effortlessly beautiful. It’s not fair,” she pouted, and the two giggled. “You mean it?” Y/n sniffled, her confidence building back up.

“Yes.” she smiled, “We both do.”

Y/n smiled and pulled Anakin down for a tight hug between the three of them. She finally felt happy again - and truly beautiful for the first time in the stars know how long.

Even if Anakin didn’t like her back, hearing him call her beautiful was good enough for her. And to know that the woman she wanted to be thought she was gorgeous was the cherry on top of it all.

Y/n felt very lucky to have Anakin and Padme by her side to lift her up when she was hurt and insecure. She loved them both very much... and to know that they loved her too made her very, very happy.

LEAVE COLE BROOKSTONE ALONE NINJAGO FOR THE LOVE OF GOD THIS LIL BOY HAS GONE THROUGH TOO MUCH ALREADY

As a Cole super fan I feel like everyone needs to see this

@ninjamelissajulien this hurt me but in a good way. Don’t let it happen again /j