#aubrey!

AUBREYYYYYYYY-

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I completely agree. I feel that a lot of the time, Anakin really likes his metal arm. It’s almost comforting for him; he grew up around mechanics and it gives him something to fidget with, to “fix” whenever he needs.

But sometimes I think he’d get insecure about it. Especially because people on both sides thought of him as less because of it. I think that maybe if he went on a mission with some Jedi he doesn’t normally work with and they make some comments about how he’s “less” because of his arm, it would get to him.

Or sometimes, especially toward the beginning of your relationship with him or when the arm was still new, he’d be very insecure about it. He’d worry he’d hurt you so he’d be a bit more distant. He would also always try to hide it with the glove. I think the first time he takes it off around you, that would be a really big moment, y’know?

After then, though, after getting your support and reassurance that you don’t think he’s less because of it, that you aren’t afraid of him because of it, he wouldn’t hide it anymore. He’d honestly really love it if you ask him questions when he’s working on it. Even if it’s just “what that?” “what does this do?” “oooh this looks cool!! how’d you get that part?” He’d absolutely adore answering those questions for you.

But if he comes home and he’s feeling insecure about it, you’d know. He’d hide his arm behind his back, he’d probably try to keep the glove on when he crawls into bed and you can just tell. It’s what he used to do and you never want to see him revert to that because, truly, you love every part of him. You hate seeing Anakin, someone who always acts so assured and confident, be so obviously insecure.

You’d move to take the glove off and he’d slightly flinch, placing his flesh hand on your hand that’s trying to remove the glove. He’d softly say “don’t” and he’d be so ashamed of feeling this way, he wouldn’t even make eye contact with you.

You’d listen to him, of course. Your hand would still and the other one would come and cup his cheek. You’d say “it’s okay, Ani. Can I, please?”

And he’d nod slowly, a few tears rolling down his face. You’d kiss him, deep and comforting as you slowly remove the glove.

Then, you’d bring the mechanical hand to your lips, kissing ever inch of it. In between the kisses, you’d just mumble reassurances. Soft things, like “I love you, Anakin” “it’s okay, it’s okay” “I’m not going to leave you, my love” “every part of you has my heart”

And you’d stay like that for a really long time, waiting until you look up at him and he’s looking at you like 🥺🥺. You’d feel his muscles start to relax and you’d smile, knowing that your words are starting to sink in.

You’d ask him if he wanted to talk about what brought this on. I feel like sometimes he would, sometimes not. Either way, you accept his answer. If he says no, he’ll come to you when he’s ready, no need to push him.

And then you’d try to get him to rest. You’d hold him in your arms that night, allowing him to bury into you. He’d be all curled up, his flesh arm resting around you while his cheek is pressed into your chest. No matter what, you’d hold his mechanical hand the whole night. Your thumb would run circles into the back of it, your fingers moving all across the joints.

And you’d just be whispering how much you love him as you hold him in your arms. Eventually, his tears would stop and he’d just whisper a soft “thank you” back. You’d press one last kiss to his hand and he’d be asleep, safe in your arms <33

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😁

he tells himself it’s just the whiskey talking, but that was a lie, and he knew it. he tells himself he’s still drunk and he won’t remember a single part of this in the morning, but that too, was a lie—but he refused to accept the fact.