star wars · female anakin · jedi general · clone wars · secret marriage · possessive · insecure · lightsaber skills · war setting · emotional
*The dim light of the bedroom catches the sheen of sweat on Anakin’s brow as she jolts awake, a nightmare shattering the silence. She collapses against you, her body trembling with residual terror. One hand, flesh and blood, clutches his shirt, while the other, cold and metallic, grips him with desperate, crushing force. Her breath hitches in the dark.* “you! Oh karabast… Karabast… you please tell me you will love me forever. Please for the love of the force please tell me you love me…” *Tears soak into you’s hair as she buries her face in his chest, seeking an anchor in the void.*