Now or Never [Anakin Skywalker x Reader]

[ 13 ] What is right

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I started writing this like- idek how long ago but ill definately try picking it up again and publishing more!! 

it has been a while (i cant believe its been nearly a year since i last updated) so i am sorry for being rusty :)

anakins pov<3

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'Ambivalence' (Noun.) the state of haivng mixed feelings or contadictory ideas about something or someone

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Its been an hour- give or take, since we left the ship. Beams of lights refracted against the cockpit window through hyperspace. I've been watching the same lights rotate around my ship for the past 30 minutes, the intensity of the glow started to make my eyes burn. I turn to look at (y/n) who I now realised was watching the light show in awe.

"They're pretty," She stated, she must have caught me staring.

I sigh, putting my legs up on the controls, being careful not to press anything, "They're hurting my eyes," I retaliated, bringing my arm to shield my eyes.

"Wuss," I could practically hear her eye roll.

"What does that even mean?" I asked, removing my arm away from my face so I could see her.

"That you're being a baby."

The ship subtly jerked forward and out of hyperspace, I heard a small, sorrowful sigh escape (y/n)'s lips as we exited hyperspace and into the drape of an infinite shadow. She turned to her side, looking like she is preparing herself for a nap.

"Hey, don't go to sleep, we're going to get off in a few minutes."

"Good luck waking me up," she proceeded to get comfortable and shut her eyes.

Stubborn arse.

"I heard that," she replied to my thoughts. Still shocked at how strong she is with the force.

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As we exited the spacecraft, Yoda and Obi-wan were patiently waiting, softly making small talk between themselves to fill in the time. The ship hangar was a lot more crowded than usual. Everyone was scuttling across the grounds in a panicked haste, trying to move goods between the aircrafts and temple, either in preparation for another inevitable attack against the Separatist droids or salvaging whatever is left from a previous droid attack.

"Coruscant, I welcome you to. Yoda, my name is," Yoda spoke, subtly bowing his head down to (y/n) in respect.

"Thank you?" She muttered, then proceeded to whisper to me, trying not to offend the elder, "Does he always speak like that or is he just very drunk?"

"Hear you, I still can. The way I speak, this is," Yoda responded, with a slightly amused expression on his face.

"Ohh," I watched as her face switch between emotions, the clogs in her brain clearly turning, "So you're just severely dyslexic?" The response Yoda gave this time however, was a smack to her shin with his cane. "Fuck- ow," she was hopping on one leg, trying to soothe her shin.

"Language. Follow me, you will. Anakin, to the council room with Master Kenobi you will go."

"Yes, Master Yoda," I formally replied.