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Some Bad Batch things :)

WIP 🤩

I really enjoy drawing Anakin hahaha Jake Lloyd is so cute on Phantom Menace😍😍

I don’t know if you like to see my drawing process like in this post (line, flat color and full color) because I’m new on tumblr and I don’t know what kind of stuff do you want to see hahah

Please share your opinions with me 👇🏻👇🏻😳

A study of kid Ani🥰🥰

Do you like it?👇🏻👇🏻👇🏻

Kid Anakin is so cute🥺🥺

What do you think?👇🏻👇🏻

Clone Wars characters as things I heard people say pt5?

“This looks like thissel*touches it*yep thissels” - Fives

“It’s not that expensive, it’s 40 credits” - Padmè

“And the night before I had thigh cancer” - Echo

“If I had talent” - Droidbait

“Why did you choice be lactose intolerant” - Tup

“I forgot my door was closed”-Ahsoka

“What kind of crack where you one”-Obi Wan

“The dollar store kind”-Anakin

“Your my neighbour right?”- Hardcase

“Only to you guys not to the pops”- Jesse

“The thing in my head I thought you said I don’t have a brain”- Bly

“It’s salmon not salmon” - Cody

bad batch stills part 6 feat anakin GOODMORNINGGGG

Has anyone thought about how Anakin could've given Echo a spare arm? With all the stunts he pulls, I'm sure he has plenty.

Anakin: Ahsoka! My face is on fire!

Ahsoka: Anakin! Are you ok?!

Anakin: Oh yes, I'm fine. I just said that to make sure you'd come in here quickly.

Ahsoka: But your face is on fire.

Anakin: Yes. It's much faster than shaving

ANAKIN: Jail is no fun. I’ll tell you that much.

OBI WAN: Oh, you’ve been?

ANAKIN: Once. In Monopoly.

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@ Anakin Skywalker × Female!Reader

Summary: Reader runs away from home because of her parents' mental abuse, Anakin receives her.

Warning: Mental Abuse

Tags: Comfort, Confessions, Friends to Lovers

You can also read it in AO3!

Walking along the street, it looked like the sky was about to fall, the storm was strong, and your wet clothes made it difficult to advance. Some people were running under the rain, and others hid under the roof; you walked, how fast you were able. 

You were mentally tired, and even if you were freezing, it was so much better than staying in your parent's house. You knew the way to your comfort, to the person who could make you safe, and loved. At the end of the street, a little blue house highlighted among the others, your hands shaking, and your wet eyes weren't a barrier to knock on the door; at first, with a soft punch, but when no one answered, your desperation took control under your decisions. You heard the steps coming, and tried to straighten your hair; the door opened, letting you see him. 

Anakin was startled, his clothes were dirty and his face was stained with dust, but you were worse off. Your wet hair, red nose and eyes worried him immediately, wrapping his arms around and pulling you inside. 

“ Are you out of your mind? Don't you know how dangerous it is going out with this storm?” Anakin took off one of his clothes to cover you, his voice sounded like he was furious, you were aware that he was worried; he was always worried about you, and you also wanted to do something for him, but he never came to you to ask for a favour. His hands attempted to share some warmth, your skin was cold and the wet clothes did not help. 

“I'm sorry, I didn't know where else to go'' Hearing your whisper, made Anakin understand. You didn't mean to put yourself in danger, you just wanted to escape. Anakin was aware of the problem that your parents represented, instead of being responsible for their own mistakes, they chose to responsibilize you for that. Mentally abusing you, every time they were stressed. 

He lent you some clothes, they were too big for you but the fabric was soft and a faint whiff of Anakin’s perfume, which instantly made you feel safe. R2D2 was there, next to you, you posed your hand on the top of his head. 

“Hi, R2” he made some happy robotic sounds causing your smile. Anakin entered the room checking if you were more calm than before, you noticed him and without stopping yourself you called him. Right away, your ears blushed. 

“ Sorry, I was just… Are you feeling better now? ” It was the first time that Anakin looked like this, shy or at least that was how you saw him. He wasn't shy, he was trying to hide his anger, his frustration for not being able to protect you from your parents. 

“ Yes, thank you for the clothes” you replied, settling down to get out of the bed. With a smile "Did I surprise you?”

Anakin leaned against the door frame.

“ A lot, actually. But I'm glad you came here” If you were close to him, he knew that he could protect you. “Is there something you want to eat?” 

Standing up you smiled kindly, Anakin's house was beautiful, it was comfortable but most of all it had Anakin in it; however no matter how kind he is, you could not abuse his time and space. 

“No, I think I should go to my house” The abuse of your parents, their words were strong, but that shouldn't mean that you should simply carry away yourself for your desires. You passed by his side. “ I will send you back these clothes, probably tomorrow after work. Sorry for annoying your evening”

“Annoying?” Anakin laughed stunned. “If I tell you I don't find you annoying, would you stay for dinner?”

You giggled nervously, his touch on your wrist and his words were a clarifying factor as to why your heart was beating so fast. You knew you were useless, that your feelings for Anakin were something that you could not allow yourself, that you should try harder for being enough. 

“ Anakin, really, I'm glad but-” 

“ If you’re glad, you should thank me accepting my proposing” 

Anakin was asking you for something, and you couldn't handle saying no to him. You were good at cooking, so you offered to do it, but Anakin was very persistent with the idea of him cooking. You and R2D2, were not convinced as much as him, promising to keep an eye on him, the result was good, and a much tastier meal than you had thought was served.

“ What did they say this time?” Suddenly Anakin asked in the silence of the dinner, since you didn't understand, he added “I mean, your parents, what did they say? “

“ Uh, nothing, they were angry and we fought” Trying to sound like you were fine, your eyes didn't direct towards him. 

“You fought…?” Anakin asked before fakely smiling. “If they are insulting, it's not a fight. Its abuse ”

Stupid, dumb bitch, useless, you're only a problem. 

“ No… I don't think it's like that” you murmured trying to convince yourself. You were aware that your parents weren't the best, or even kind. You felt hurt, unfortunately they were your parents, and no matter how much pain they do to you, hating them was so much harder than anyone could imagine. 

“ You don't deserve to be treated like this” Anakin affirmed with the confidence that you didn't have.  Anakin grabbed your hand, gently touching it. “Not even for your parents” 

His voice was sweet, giving you chills, your heart was weak. 

“ Anakin, you're kind and I don't deserve-” 

“ T/n don't even dare to say that, you're fantastic” Anakin breathed, he needed to ask for it “Stay this night” 

You didn't pretend to misunderstand his words. 

“ I like you, and I want to stay with you, I want to protect you” He added.

Maybe, there was nothing to misunderstand. He kneels down in front of you.  “Ani…” you were out of breath. “ I like you too ”

OKAY I made so much mistakes, remember spanish is my first language and im just learning english.

@ Anakin Skywalker × Female!Reader ( Part. 2 )

— english is not my first language; I'm just trying to practice don't pay attencion to this please

⚠️ mentions of rape and violence

tags: confort, therapy, established relationship

— Part 1 !

Summary: Someone tried to rape reader while Anakin was on a mission, the last thing that the reader wants, is to talk about it. AO3

Anakin was worried, he knew from the conversation you two had, that you didn't want to talk about what happened. And it was okay, he would wait for your recovery how much you needed it. Nevertheless he wasn't sure if staying in bed would be good for you, you worked, yes but he couldn't see anymore the passion you had as a Senator before the attack. 

He asked for advices, and received good ones. He tried to talk to you, recommending a therapist who would help you with the mental problems that this attack could cause you. You didn't listen. 

You were feeling depressed, dirty and guilty. Anakin was there for you, but you couldn't help to avoid him, you were in a black hole seeing no light to escape from this invisible pain.

You woke up, it was night and Anakin was picking things from the wardrobe, you thought that maybe he finally gave up on you. Faking that you were still sleeping, you tried to not cry. Sadness again in your heart, but did you know that you don't deserve him. 

Anakin kept in silence before he walked around the bed and sat next to your body. 

" Are you still sleeping, my dear?" He touched your hair, and probably also smiled but you couldn't see it. "I know you don't" 

… 

" It's okay, you don't have to say anything, you just have to hear me" Anakin whispered, making your heart ache, you didn't know why you ignored him since you wanted so much to admire his face "I have to go to a mission, probably I will be going for a week "

Anakin stroked your face, his fingers traced around your cheek, made you blush. 

" I set a date with a therapist in two days, for you" softly said, fearing your reaction. " I'm going to leave you a paper with the information you need. And I know you didn't want to go, just take a little time to think about it. Okay, Love? Just… A little of your time."

He kissed your hand.

" Just remember, any that your choice is, I love you and I always will be right here"

His lips kissed your forehead. 

He wasn't in the apartment anymore, your tears moistened your cheeks, where his hands were before. You touched there with your own hands, trying to replicate his warmth. 

You knew you had the power to change this, it was under your control. You felt the pain under your chest, and it was time to let it go.

You wanted to search for Anakin, however surely it was late, and first you needed a shower. 

In your mind, therapy sounded scary. But when you cried in the first session, you finally discovered that it wasn't. Therapy was a relief. 

It was hard, talking about the attack mostly. And the fact that Anakin left for three weeks instead of one, it was also kinda complicated, but he came back, like he promised, and finding you, waiting with a smile made him sob. 

Enchanted

Summary: Everyone feels intimidated by your coldness, except Anakin. Who feels enchanted by everything you are. 

Tags: Shy! Reader, Jedi! Reader, Reader is actually nice.

You can translate it in AO3

No podías evitar mirarlo, Anakin Skywalker era bastante impresionante para tu criterio. Habiendo terminado la misión que les habían asignado, volvieron a la base con su equipo claramente satisfechos y aliviados. Y aunque tu cara no lo demostraba, tú también lo estabas.  La misión fue más simple de lo que habías imaginado, recuperar terreno conquistado por los Separatistas rara vez resultaba ser una tarea fácil; sin embargo, las habilidades de Anakin y su padawan, Ahsoka Tano superaron tus expectativas. Claro que muchos chismeaban sobre las habilidades del Jedi, y también mucho habías escuchado en los pasillos, su trabajo era claro y admirabas su manera espontánea de actuar. Reprimiste el sentimiento de envidia que creció en tu pecho volviendo tu vista al frente en cuanto pusieron un pie en la base. Seguida por tu equipo te paraste al escuchar la voz de uno de los soldados. 

“Nosotros iremos por un descanso, ¿está bien?”, el clon principal preguntó haciendo que te des la vuelta. 

—Claro, descansen—cediste. Los clones asintieron yéndose. Fue ahí cuando Anakin bajó con su equipo, exclamando que podían ir a descansar. Lo miraste brevemente antes de desviar la mirada—Hiciste un buen trabajo, Skywalker. 

Él sonrió, poniendo su mano en su cuello. 

—No hace falta ser tan profesional, ¿Vas a descansar?—el pelo del Jedi estaba desordenado, sin embargo seguía viéndose atractivo. 

—No, probablemente asista a otra misión—juntando las manos por delante, te sentiste confundida ante las cejas fruncidas del jedi—¿Algo está mal, Skywalker?

—Bueno… No creo que sea bueno haces repetidas misiones sin tiempo de descanso—Anakin contestó ladeando la cabeza, no agregaste nada sintiendo sorpresa por sus palabras, desde que la guerra había comenzado tu descanso era inexistente en tu calendario—Yo tengo un descanso de tres días, ¿porque no me acompaña? 

Retrocediste medio paso, con la mandíbula ligeramente suelta se recompuso rápidamente, aceptando sin seguridad en su decisión. En realidad, varios de los maestros se aliviaron al escuchar tu pedido de descanso, parece que ya tenían en mente obligarte a descansar si no reconocias tus límites. 

Anakin y tú volvieron al Templo, cada uno volviendo a su habitación; no te habías sentido particularmente cansada, sin embargo cuando apoyaste tu espalda en el colchón pensando que no ibas a poder dormir por el sol entrando en la ventana, caíste dormida inmediatamente. 

De tu sueño profundo fuiste despertada por unos golpes en la puerta, te paraste desorientada por la desaparición de la luz y como pasó que dormiste tanto. 

—¿t/n?—la voz detrás de la puerta lo empeoró, abriéndola acomodaste tu visión con la poca iluminación que había en el pasillo. 

—¿Skywalker? ¿Qué haces aquí? ¿Qué hora es?—frotandote los ojos las preguntas salieron sin parar.

—Tranquila, no pensé que seguías dormida—Anakin se rió—Es tarde, casi medianoche.

Tus ojos se enfocaron en sus expresiones, buscando cualquier signo de que estuviera mintiendo, sin embargo no la encontraste y te costó creer que hubieras dormido doce horas seguidas. 

—¿Sucedió algo? ¿Hay una nueva misión en la que me requieran?

Anakin no contestó por un segundo, fijando su mirada en ti, luego se rió despreocupadamente sosteniéndose la frente. 

—Vaya que eres una adicta al trabajo—se acercó—No pasó nada, simplemente mi maestro me dijo que no te vio en la cena de hoy así que pensé que ahora tendrías hambre. 

Si, si tenías hambre, lo notaste apenas te incorporaste de la cama.

—¿A esta hora?—bajaste la mirada ocultando tu sonrisa—Por algo hay horarios en el templo, Jedi Skywalker. Incluso los padawan saben que si piden comida a medianoche, los cocineros los tirarán por la primera ventana disponible.

Estabas por cerrar la puerta, cuando Anakin te detuvo con sus ojos encontrándose. 

—¿Quién dijo que íbamos a comer en el Templo?

Fue asi como terminaste en un restaurante fuera de la parte central de Coruscant, siendo un lugar colorido y bien concurrido a pesar de la hora. No conocías nada del menú, así que dejaste que Anakin eligiera por ti, el lugar era desconocido pero resultaba ser cómodo. 

—Te prometo que te gustará, es picante pero tampoco es tan fuerte—Anakin sonrió apoyando su codo en la mesa, los platos de comida caliente se posaban frente a ustedes y con vacilación probaste la comida. El sabor se extendió rápidamente por tu lengua, diferente a cualquier otra cosa que hayas podido comer en el Templo. Anakin apretó los labios ocultando una sonrisa antes de morder—¿Siempre trabajas tanto?

Paraste de comer apoyando el tenedor.

—Claro, hay muchas cosas que hacer—suspiraste—Prefiero terminar las misiones rápido para poder empezar la siguiente, los Separatistas ganan terreno a un alto rendimiento, no podemos permitirlos avanzar. 

—Sin embargo no eres la única Jedi que puede hacer esos trabajos—se inclinó sobre la mesa, sus ojos celestes te penetraron—Si quieres rendir mejor, deberías descansar. Es necesario, además si te sientes sola, siempre podríamos pasar los descansos aquí si te gusta. 

Las palabras se fueron de tu boca, calentando tu cuello y un corazón latiente. 

—...La mayoría de personas me encuentra intimidante, tú lo sabes. 

Anakin rió.

—Puedo ver eso, pero lo que sea que encuentren intimidante, yo lo encuentro encantador. 

Avergonzada, y terriblemente preocupada por la velocidad con la que tu pecho latía, te paraste de la mesa. Skywalker estaba desmoronando las paredes a tu alrededor, y una pregunta se poso en tu cabeza, ¿era solo admiración lo que sentías por él?