"He is the Chosen One."

ANAKIN SKYWALKER in

Been binging the clone wars and reliving my childhood obsession

Under the cut: Bonus without the lighting

“Kill him now”

Anakin Skywalker: absolutely gorgeous

bonus:

Title: A Carcinisation Situation

AN: You asked for this

Carcanisation /kɑːr.kɑ.naɪˈzeɪ.ʃən/ noun. An example of convergent evolution in which a crustacean evolves into a crab-like form from a non-crab-like form.

Anakin had always known that it would end like this. Perhaps not always consciously, much of his knowledge about the Force was instinctive, but at the back of his mind, he had always had a feeling. Time passed more quickly with every year. Each spin of whatever planet he was on became almost too painful to witness, breaking his body apart, breaking it down, leaving fine dust and ashes on his tongue, regrets of all his lost chances. In his youth, he had been so very desperate for the future, for the moment where he would no longer feel any grief but finally be with his loved ones, at peace, happy and whole.

And Anakin had been, for a decade singular and short enough that he hardly recalled it in all its vibrancy.

The war had demanded its toll. Anakin’s heart had been ripped out more often than he could count, devoured by hungry monsters lurking in the dark. The shadows of his swallowed-down missteps attempted to drag him down, deeper into their pit with every soul lost, every promise broken, every vow betrayed.

Inspired by the realization that Anakin and Padme most likely shared a room or even the same bed the night before they went to Geonosis when they were both on Tatooine in AOTC.

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Padme was laying awake on her cot in the room she shared with Anakin. She looked over at his bed and he had his back turned to her, facing the wall. Padme caught herself staring at all the marks and scars on his back, and she closed her eyes briefly to clear her mind. She turned on her side and looked at him again. She could see his shoulders rising and slumping slowly and she heard him sobbing quietly. It was expected that he wouldn’t be able to sleep after everything he had to go through in the past few days, but it pained her greatly to see him like this and not be able to help.

Padme got out of her bed, moving across the room quietly to Anakin. She held out her hand very slowly, trying not to startle him and being worried that she might break him if she isn’t careful enough with him. Her fingertips made contact with his hair and she ran her fingers gently through his short hair. Her touch seemed to help at least a little as Anakin stopped crying and turned his face towards her. He looked at her with puffy, red eyes and his face wet from tears.