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we had each other, that was all.

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Pairing : Anakin Skywalker x Sith! Reader (part 2)

Warnings: violence, mentions of death, blood, flashbacks, angst, there will be a part 3

Summery: The Jedi council find out about (y/n)’s turn to the dark side, and trust Anakin to bring her back.

Authors note: I don’t like this chapter 🤷🏻‍♀️

Anakin dressed and left the room in a hurry, not realizing how early it was, he found Masters Kenobi, Windu, and yoda in the great hall quickly, they all sensed his unease. Kenobi was the first to speak moving towards him worriedly.

“What is it, Anakin?” He asked his young apprentice.

“It’s (y/n), she’s gone...” he said looking at them, master Windus face dropping, Anakin could practically see his heart drop at the mention of his apprentices disappearance. Yoda turned to him and hummed seeing his face.

“You know her best Master Windu, where would she have gone?” yoda asked looking at the older Jedi. Who shook his head, he blamed himself for this, he saw it coming yet he could not stop it.

“I believe she’s turned to the dark side, master.” Anakin said, causing yoda to sigh and nod, he saw it coming as well but he did not think it would be so soon. Obi-wan looked at him and sighed.

“You’re sure?” He asked concern laced his voice, as he knew what this meant.

“Tell us everything, young skywalker.” Windu said pulling himself back together as they entered the council chambers.

—

After Anakin explained everything... well mostly everything, a search for her and her master had been set out, being led by Kenobi and Anakin. They had no knew who her master could have been or how she was found by him, and Windus favorite question, what made her turn. She was always so quiet and calm, she peaceful when she wasn’t in battle. She was the perfect jedi, or at least he thought.

They’d spent weeks trying to find her and ended up coming to nothing, every thing they thought they knew, everything Anakin swore he knew, was a lie. So when the trail went cold and it seemed as tho she left the galaxy, they gave up. Finding leads with General Grievous instead, and making their way to Utapau in search for him.

Months had past since (y/n) left and they needed to move on, specially since knowing where grievous was could help find (y/n), a search Anakin secretly never gave up on. He had high hopes she would be on Utapau if things worked how he and Obi-Wan thought they were. But as they stood hidden uncle the meeting General Grievous was having she was not there, not even a sign of her.

“What should we do master?” Anakin asked quietly as they watched the meeting, General Grievous walked back and forth telling them all they would be heading to Mustafar, for safety.

“Wait till everyone leaves, we will have better chances. Then we will attack the General.” He said looking at a Anakin then back at the large group of people and droids. The meeting continued for a few more minutes and just as everyone was about to leave, standing up, they could hear a door open and everyone got back into their seats sitting with much better posture then before. Someone important entered the room and Anakin and Obi-Wan couldn’t believe their eyes.

She wore all black, with a caper flowing behind her. Her hair was much longer then he remembered and he focused on the sounds her heels made as they clicked on the floor, he couldn’t see her face but she even made Grievous stiffen up, he honestly wondered if this was really the girl he knew, if this was the girl he thought he loved.

“Darth Sirphona...” General Grievous said bowing his head slightly towards her. Once her and her guards reached his side they lowered their weapons not seeing him as a threat to her.

“General Grievous, “ she looked him up and down, the stern look that coated her face sent fear threw him. Her could tell what was about to happen, she raised her hand, shifting the force around the Generals throat. Even tho he was a droid she was choking him, slowly shutting down his mechanical being. “You failed me...” she said and he reached up grasping at nothing to try and loosen the bonds she put around him. “I asked you for one simple thing and you let it escape!” She yelled, everyone in the room radiating fear as her voice boomed.

“I-I’m sorry I was ca-caug-“ she threw him back and almost all of his droids raised their weapons at her.

“You are sorry for nothing! I asked you to bring him to me and you don’t even know where he is!” She yelled and Anakin looked at Obi-Wan

“ she’s the one who wanted the Chancellor....” he said looking his master. Obi-wan nodded in surprise, he thought he knew her, this wasn’t her.

“H-He’s strong, my lord.” He said standing back up, the droids lowering their weapons. She rolled her eyes, sensing his presence, she smiled.

“Yes... and you are about to see how strong.” She smirk and looked over her shoulder, her yellow eyes standing out like never before. “Oh Anakin, you think you can hide from me?”

It took him by surprise, him and Obi-Wan both stood jumping down onto the floor of the room, the councilors fled the room quickly to go to Mustafar. Leaving droids, General Grievous and ‘Darth Sirphona’. Obi-Wan nodded getting a small salute, he was never good in awkward situations like this.

“Hello there!” He said smiling, and giving a nod, he almost caused (y/n) to chuckle at his response, no one really caught it but Anakin, that crack in her act.

“General Kenobi...” Grievous said, the droids moving away from them understanding that Grievous wants to fight kenobi. Anakin’s eyes trailed (y/n)’s figure as he and Obi-Wan let their robes fall to the floor ready to fight. She rolled her eyes and let her cape fall to the metal floor of the room, exposing the tight black uniform she wore under it. It caught his attention more then it should have, maybe that was the point, the way the silver belt wrapped around her waist perfectly, the way the fabric wrapped around her neck but not her shoulders. She was stunning even like this, but he knew if he became distracted by this he wouldn’t make it.

“I think you know where this is going, my lord.” Grievous said looking down at her.

“Of course I do, “ she replied moving her hand out, her lightsaber flying into it from the waist of one of her guards. “But I came prepared.” She finished as the double sided blade lit up red in her hands, sparking the interest and instinct of the Jedi’s who instantly drew their weapons.

“Skywalker is mine.” She days and the fighting began, she lunged at snaking being fought of easily, he knew her attacks like the back of his hand, however he did not know her weapon. It was a red burning rod of fight coming from the small handle that she moved so skillfully.

Obi-wan got separated from Anakin as they fought skillfully against the enemy, clashing and hitting each other. Anakin didn’t even notice how far away Obi-Wan had become until he was near the edge of the over look with (y/n). (Y/n) and Anakin fought against each other like they’d been doing it their whole life, not a single his was landed onto the others skin so far, they knew how to counter act each other quickly. Knew how to break away.

“Why are you doing this?!” He said as their lightsabers met in a fit of light in front of their faces. He could see it in her eyes, the change, the fury, the power she held.

“I have the whole galaxy at my finger tips as a jedi...” she said turning quickly away from him standing away protectively. “Yet I could not have the few things I wanted...”

“And what are those?” He asked as the two slowly circled each other.

“What everybody wants, Anakin.” She said as her lightsaber met his again. “Power” and again. “Freedom” and again, this time gripping his collar, making Anakin realize where he stood. “And to be able to love without consequence...” she let go of his collar and he dropped down off the overlook. She stood over the edge watching him fall to his death, but it was in that moment something clicked in her and she jumped after him.

She watched as his lightsaber activated again stabbing threw his side as he was met with the hard grown of the pit, she landed on her feet easily, snapping her lightsaber back onto her side as she ran to him.

“Anakin!” She said kneeling beside him using a rock to prop him up, he was barley breathing and had a large wound on his side from the lightsaber, by the looks he wasn’t going to make it, but she wasn’t about to let that happen. His eyes started to fall heavy and he moved his hand to grip hers as tightly as he could. “I’m so sorry...” she said, he could almost see the yellow leave her eyes as she said it, she meant it. It reminded him of the first time she had actually hurt him in training.

“I’ve been thinking!” She said as she sat next to Anakin, her hair braided neatly as always, her white outfit clean as if it was just made.

“About?” He said smiling at her.

“What if we use the beskar staffs?” She said and he raised his eyebrows expecting something much different.

“Can you handle the beskar staffs?” He asked causing her to scoff and cross her arms looking at him.

“Can you?” She said making him chuckle.

“Let’s find out.” He said taking her hand and going to the court yard.

He grabbed an older staff that has Ancient writings on it, while hers had the markings of the Jedi, it almost shined in her small hands when she picked it up, or so he thought. They got into their passions and readied themselves.

“Don’t go easy on me, Skywalker ” she said causing him to chuckle and shake his head.

“Wouldn’t dream of it, (y/l/n)” he said and they started, rough and quick like always, it took them a second to get use to the staffs since they were much heavier then the ones they normally used. Everything was normal and fine once they knew how to handle them.

That was until she spun holding the staff out, as it would have hit his ribs if he didn’t block it, which he did. But ones the staffs hit into each other, hers lit up and blew a blast of force out cashing him to fly back against the wall. She dropped the beskar rod instantly and ran over to him falling to the floor next to him.

“Anakin! I’m so sorry... I’m so sorry...” she moved her hand pushing hair from his face, he groaned trying to sit up. She moved her hand over his chest, tearing at the robes to expose any wounds. Once they opened up showing his toned chest, it also showed rough bruising on his ribs almost instantly. She could feel her eyes water as she saw the damage she did to him.

“Anakin...” she said but didn’t get to continue because he cut her off.

“It’s fine, I know you didn’t mean it.” He said grabbing her hand the rested on his bare chest, it was the first time he’d made any real contact other then her hand. It was the first time he knew he wanted her in ways he knew he wasn’t aloud.

Her hand came to rest on the wound he held on his side. His heart raced with the fear of her next most but his eyes wouldn’t stay opened to watch it. Everything went dark.

Her hand moved over the wound and she closed her eyes trying to focus everything she could on him, every bit of the force that flowed threw her, she gave it to him. She gave him everything, knowing he would have done the same for her.

“Come on Anakin...” she said closing her eyes feeling tears leave them. He slipped further into darkness remembering his time with her while he could.

“She should be back by now...” Anakin said looking at Obi-Wan, who shook his head and looked at his Padawan.

“You have become infatuated with this girl Anakin.”

“I have not! She’s my friend, master.” He said looking at his master, just as a ship arrived, landing soundly into the docking bay.

Soon master Windu exited but not (y/n) it was the first time he had felt real worry for her, Obi-wan could sense his unease as Anakin moved towards the ship, ready to run in. But she came out, dressed in a long white dress with silver belt, her hair braided on the sides. She was stunning.

“(Y/n)...” he said running towards her picking her up in his arms.

“I’m so sorry I’m late Anakin.” She smiled hugging back looking at him, he pulled away seeing the blood on her head and ear.

“What happened?” He said moving his hand over it, the leather glove wiping away the blood.

“It’s nothing, Anakin, I’m fine.” She smiled and started walking taking him with her. “Let’s go to the med bay.” She said, and he thought.

‘I’d follow you anywhere’

(Y/n) had began to become weak because of the power she was using to heal him. She almost passed out when he finally opened his eyes and gasped for air. His eyes meeting hers in a hurry, a smile ran over his face and he grabbed hers looking at her.

“(Y/n)...” he said and she smiled before he pulled her into a kiss. He could feel everything with that kiss, the anger, the passion, everything he thought wasn’t real. Everything that he thought a jedi couldn’t feel. Everything he wanted to never end, everything being a jedi would cost him. As they pulled away from the kiss, holding each other’s faces they smiled.

Then she felt it, the pain run threw her, course threw her like a thousand lightsabers, her grip on his face became more forceful, to hold herself up. His hands wrapped around her feeling the pain as her body fell back onto the the ground of the pit. Her eyes closed and she seemed almost peaceful. Then he remembered again.

‘I’d follow you anywhere’

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Anakin Skywalker x reader [SMUT]

lets... not mention how long i was gone, okay? 😅 i won’t be gone like this again, i promise 🥺 i’ll get right back on requests and such, i just really REALLY struggled on this for some reason... ive got honestly no clue why but eh, here it is. i hope it was worth it! sorry the request took so long anons. 💕 ALSO big shoutout to @anakinswhore for lowkey giving me the inspiration to finish this 🥺 (everytime i almost scrapped this i remembered that my favorite fic writer on tumblr told me i got this, so i knew i couldn’t give up on this :’) thank you so much!

Plot: Anakin gets home from desling with the Bad Batch and is cranky. To help them both unwind, Anakin decides to bring Y/n with him while he showers.

WC: 2.3k

warnings: finger fucking, piv sex, unprotected sex [sorry it’s awkward to write condoms n shit like that— let’s pretend the force works to prevent pregnancy 😭]

Y/n had set down her holo communicator and sighed in frustration, looking at the time.

It was nearing 11 pm, and Anakin had yet to respond to her call. He had promised to call her the moment his mission with the Bad Batch was over, and it was almost 4 hours over the time he had promised.

She grumbled to herself and set it into her desk drawer, standing up and walking to their bedroom. Since it was getting late, she decided to start getting ready for bed. She decided to forego a shower and take it in the morning instead, her exhaustion and worry getting the better of her.

Sliding on her robe, she put her (h/c) hair in a small bun, laying on the bed. She pulled the sheets back and sighed softly as the cold, sheen silk covered her body.

Laying on her side, she did her best to suppress the fears of why Anakin was taking so long to talk to her - trying to stay in a positive mindset. But of course, the turmoil and constant loss from the War made her think differently.

As her mind grew darker, her need for sleep depreciated as she grew more worried. Huffing in frustration when some time had passed and she still hadn’t fallen asleep, she sat up and grumbled to herself.

It wasn’t like she could call Obi-Wan or another member of the council to see if he was alright - it could raise suspicion since, besides working alongside him during some battles, she wasn’t always in contact with him during the War.

Just as she was about to get up to get some water, the door opened and she felt Anakin’s presence through the Force.

She immediately jumped out of bed, retying her robe and rushing out to meet him. “Anakin! Are you okay? It’s so late-“ she began as soon as she saw him.

He sighed snd shut the door, immediately taking off his robe and throwing it over the back of the couch. “I’m sorry,” he said somewhat sternly, sounding exhausted.

“For what, Ani?” she frowned, crossing her arms. “Being late. As always...” he grumbled, walking over to her and kissing her cheek gently. “I didn’t mean to be, the mission went overtime, and we ran into some trouble.”

“Was it successful, at least?”

“Yeah, thankfully. Wasn’t at first, but, we got Echo home safe.”

“So... why do you seem so... down?” she bit her lip, following him into their bedroom.

“I’m exhausted, sweetheart. Completely drained. I’m sorry if I seem off, I was just put under tons of pressure between Rex and Hunter. They got in a big fistfight, and I had to break it up...” Anakin replied, sitting on the bed and sighing, resting his head in his hands.

“Oh, Ani...” she sighed, resting her hand on his shoulder snd rubbing it gently. “I’m sorry, I know the war is hard enough to deal with.”

He shrugged after a moment and grunted, leaning his head back as he sighed. “I think I’m going to take a shower and forget about this God awful day, I’m sorry.”

“That’s fine, I get it. I was planning on taking a shower too, actually, but I might later then.”

Anakin glanced over at her for a moment, sliding his tongue over his lips and letting out a low hum when she doesn’t move, “Aren’t you coming then?”

She raised a brow in confusion, “What? You want me to come with you?”

“You said you wanted to shower, right? Do it with me, no harm in that,” he responded.

She bit her lip, thinking about all the possible endings. She cautiously stood up, walking over to him, “You sure? I can wait, it’s no problem...”

“Y/n,” he said firmly. “What did I say?”

“You said come shower with me,” she repeated. Anakin nodded, “Well, do you want to or not?” he smirked slyly, crossing his arms and watching her curiously.

She took a moment to look up at him, moving up to kiss him gently, “Better get a move on then, you know I prefer it very hot,” she smirked.

He rolled his eyes playfully and deepened the kiss, moving his hands down her back slowly until she pulled away, “Now you’re the one holding us up.”

“Alright, alright, go and get things ready. I’ll be there.” He kissed her forehead gently then pulled away, walking out of the bathroom.

She suppressed a giggle and smile as she skipped to the bathroom, all the thoughts rushing through her mind as she imagined what could happen.

“You’re tired. He’s tired. I’m sure you’re just showering, don’t get your hopes up.”

Boy, that was a lie. She was brushing out her hair and Anakin stormed into the room, pressing her firmly against the counter, crashing his lips onto hers. She gasped into the kiss and dropped the brush onto the counter, gripping onto the counter sides to keep her up-right as he left no room between him, her, and the counter.

Her eyes fluttered close as he cups her cheeks, moving his human hand down the side of her face to her jawline slowly. “Take it all off,” he mumbles, his voice muffled against her soft lips. “I have other things in mind.

She whimpered against his mouth and pulled away for a moment, her chest heaving as she almost was gasping to catch her breath, “What about showering-?”

“Who says we’re not showering?” he smirked, undressing her with his eyes. She swallowed thickly at his gaze and moved to start striping down slowly, keeping eye contact with him.

“Now look at you, all riled up and nervous,” Anakin smirked crossing his arms and watching her.

“Don’t... don’t look at me like that,” she said softly after she got her bra off, her hands starting to tremble from excitement and straight nerves.

“Why not? It’s getting you to tremble, I like it,” his voice gets darker as he moved closer to her, kissing behind her ear. He moved his long fingers over her panties and hooked them in, slowly pushing them down as they fell to her ankles.

She felt shy and exposed as he pulled away to admire his prize, his eyes growing darker as he watched her. He moved his large hands to her smaller waist and pulled her flush against him, keeping his gaze on her face now, “Are you going to get in?”

She nodded, trying to pull away but his grip on her hipbones was too tight. He loosened his grip just enough for her to slink into the warm shower, and he followed suit right after.

He moved his hand to rub her back gently, keeping his ever-darkening gaze transfixed on her smaller body.

She purposefully tried to ignore him, keeping her back turned to his front as she wets her hair under the warm water trickling from the showerhead, trying to occupy her mind with anything but the obvious - she and her lover were showering together.

Anakin trailed his hands lower then moved so his front was placed firmly against her back, kissing the back of her neck, “Don’t ignore me, sweetheart. You’re on edge, let me help you.”

“I don’t know why I’m so nervous, I just,” she turned around and looked up at him and her breath hitched, gripping her hair tighter.

There her lover stood, towering over her with water droplets running down his long darkened brown curly hair onto his toned chest, the small droplets falling down his body over all his muscles.

An involuntary whimper escaped her lips as she shamelessly studied his figure, every inch, every angle... he was just perfect.

“You’re staring,” he smirked, his chuckle low as he pulled her flush against him, looking down at her with dark eyes, “take a picture, it’ll last longer.”

“Oh, shut up,” she said quickly, immediately slamming her lips onto his in a frenzied, heated swift movement. He let out a low growl against her lips in content as he pulled her as close as he could get her. She let out a soft moan into his lips as she felt his hard length press against her, causing her to shudder in anticipation.

“Now you’re needy, what changed, my love?” he pulled away from the intoxicating kiss to kiss and suck across her neck, making her moan softly, “I c-changed my mind,” she stammered, her mind blank and fuzzy with lust as her core began to throb with need.

“I can see that,” his voice was smooth yet deep, knowing he could do the slightest thing and get her riled up even further. He moved his hand and pushed her thigh up near his hip, moving it so he had more room as he danced his thumb over her clit slowly.

Her head fell against his chest and she let out tiny breathy whimpers against his skin, her hips jolting in surprise from the newfound pleasure, “Ani—“

“You’re such a needy little thing, aren’t you? You were acting all innocent earlier, and now that I'm rubbing my fingers all over you you’re a mess,” he clicked his tongue in teasing disapproval as he moved his pointer finger to slide into her heat quickly, alongside his middle finger.

Her eyes widened and she moaned loudly in approval, her heavy breathing against his chest quickening with each ministration.

“Ani, I j-just want you— please—!” she looked up at him with a lusty, needy gaze through her lashes, biting her lip to suppress more moans as he fucked her with his fingers. He grunted in response and curled them against her sweet spot, smirking at her reaction, “Is this what you wanted, sweetheart?”

“N-No—! I want your... i want y-your... fuck, Anakin!” she moaned in response, her hips starting to shake as Anakin knew how close she was already.

He chuckled darkly and leaned against her neck, sucking roughly over her already darkening hickeys as he started pounding his fingers into her harder, rubbing her clit faster, “Use your words, little one, I know you can.”

She threw her head back in ecstasy as she moaned, falling off the edge into bliss as Anakin fucked her through it with his fingers, his eyes wandering across her body now quivering from intense pleasure, water droplets falling from her hair down her breasts.

She went to speak when he silences her with an intoxicatingly passionate kiss, cupping her cheek with his metal hand as he helped her ride her high out, “Good girl...” he mumbled against her lips.

She felt completely out of breath, gripping his bicep for support as he pulled his fingers out of her, using his metallic fingers to brush away some of the wet hair from her face.

He moved her body further from the warm water of the shower so she wouldn’t get water in her eyes as he leaned her against the wall. Keeping his hand firm on her hipbone, he moved her thighs apart gently and began to pump himself slowly, his breathing picking up.

He looked in her eyes and saw an intense lusty gaze he hadn’t seen in them for awhile - and he immediately knew she wanted to continue. He moved his free hand to cup the back of her neck, moving her closer so he can kiss her deeply as he pushed himself into her quickly.

She gasped in surprise against his lips, her eyes fluttering closed as she felt him fill her up completely with one swift thrust.

She arched her back against him, gripping his back weakly as he immediately began rocking his hips into her at an unrelenting pace, grunting in her ear, “So fucking tight for me, angel... And so needy, letting me take you in the shower like this...”

She would never admit verbally just how much she loved his dirty talk, his dirty-natured words sending sparks throughout her pussy and her body as she gripped his hair tightly, “Please, this is all I’ve needed,” she moaned almost out of breath, her heart beating out of her chest as she tightened around him.

His loud growl in response edged her to start to roll her hips against his cock, and he smirked in response, leaning down to kiss across her throat, “So—fucking—tight...” he grunted into her ear, his cheeks burning bright red from the mixture of the hot sex and steamy shower.

Her legs buckled and he immediately gripped her closer to him and the wall, moving her to lean back against it more as he lifts her leg to get a deeper angle, causing her to cry out in ecstasy as the pleasure grew too great.

With her already sensitive, her high build much faster than usual and she gripped his hair tighter, digging her fingernails into the back of his head as she panted, her eyes rolling back, “Anakin—!” she moaned weakly.

He recognized that needy, breathy moan all too well as he knew she was close without her needing to say it. He kisses hot open-mouthed kisses across her throat and collarbone, moaning for her to cum for him as he lazily moved his finger down to rub her through her orgasm; the constant throb of her walls sending him closer to the edge.

She let out a loud breathy moan as her high overtook her, letting out small squeals and moans into his ear as it washed over her. She immediately felt numb as it ran through her, the sight of her moaning and the feeling of her throbbing harder causing him to cum. He leaned his head against hers, moaning shakily as he leaned against the wall to steady himself as he fucked them through it, his metal hand firmly on her hipbone to keep them upright.

Her breathing was shaky and uneven as they came down from their highs, and he kissed her hurriedly and softly, “Better?” she muttered against his lips. Anakin nodded softly and chuckled, pulling out after it had fully faded snd pulling them back under the direct range of the water, “Much, much better.”

Mini Discourse; RotS Novel

My favourite lines out of any Star Wars book would be from the novelization of Revenge of the Sith. During the final scene where Vader is revealed and Palpatine informs him of how ‘he’ killed Padmé; and this - this - is his reaction.

“And there is one blazing moment, in which you finally understand that there was no dragon. That there was no Vader. That there was only you. 

“Only Anakin Skywalker. 

“That it was all you.

“Is you.

“Only you.”

That right there sums up exactly why I am so adamant that Vader and Anakin are the same person; in every sense. The Dark Side has corrupted Anakin, but he is still Anakin. He’s still the same man, and he knows that deep down; no matter what he tells himself. 

“You killed her because finally, when you could have saved her - when you could have gone away with her, when you could have been thinking about her - you were thinking about yourself.”

Anakin acknowledges that what he did was heinous; that he made a terrible mistake that he cannot rectify. Because Padmé is gone. Obi Wan is gone. His unborn child is gone. Everything is gone.

“Because now yourself, is all you will ever have.”

Anakin knows that it’s all his doing, he knows that he was using saving Padmé as an excuse to gain power and serve his own selfish needs; to commit reprehensible acts because they would somehow be absolved if only Padmé lived. 

And yet, when he finally had that chance to come with her, to still back out and be forgiven for all he had done; he chose not to. He chose to hurt her, instead. To save himself, and justify his own actions.

Anakin, who is now so much less than he was. Who has lost everything. His body, his soul, everyone and everything he’s ever loved. 

Anakin, who has only Palpatine. Palpatine who never has, and never will love him. 

Anakin, who knows he can’t hurt the one outsider who partook in his fall, and he doesn’t want to. Because he’s all alone, except for himself and the knowledge - the guilt - of what he’s done. Palpatine is all he has left. 

All he has in life is to serve Palpatine. That’s his only remaining purpose.

“And within your furnace heart, you burn in your own flame.”

And the final, devastating blow is that we as an audience know how Anakin suffers. 

We know how devastated he is, how he has to face the fact that he has destroyed his own life as well as the lives of everyone around him. And we know it tortures Anakin, we know it plagues him enough to deny that he is the same person. That he adamantly tries to fool himself into believing he’s different, that there is no longer an Anakin. We know that he feels such remorse, that he does anything to sever any ties to, and separate himself from, his past. 

We know, just as well as Anakin himself does; that he will forever bear this on his conscience. And we pity Anakin. 

Anakin deserves everything that has come his way, he is locked in a Hell of his own making. But we feel compassion for him, because he is us. We could have been the person seduced and lied to, tricked into being a pawn of evil. We are as weak, we can be mislead. We want to believe our intentions are noble; but we know that is not always the case.

That’s why Anakin’s story is so uncomfortable.

We could have been Anakin; and we know we too would suffer. And so, we feel his agony - because it hits so close to home. No matter how much we’d like to deny it.

“This is how it feels to be Anakin Skywalker. 

“Forever.”

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I mean, the good news is, I get a big enough thump on my head, I can change, you know? I can learn. I can crawl forward.

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