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sam monroe is so ghostface to me. like idk how to explain it he just is.

Parts Of The Truth

Masterlist

Chapter nine

Warnings: foul language, infidelity, mature discussions.

You laid in bed, mulling over your discussion with Padme and Ahsoka earlier. The silence of the empty house encouraging your torturous thoughts, Darcy was at your mother's and your sister was shacking up with her sponsor no surprise there but at least she's staying clean.

The sound of the front door opening brings you back to reality, it's Anakin. You sigh, you weren't ready to discuss any of this with him yet, you had honestly planned to hold off as long as possible in hopes your problems may well just evaporate.

You listen, soft footsteps treading closer up the stairs, makes you roll over closing your eyes. You squeeze your eyes shut when you feel the bed dip. He presses a soft kiss to your cheek.

"I know you're awake, you liar."

You smile rolling over, to look up at him. "What are doing here? You should be with your wife."

"I'd rather be here," he kisses your lips and you can smell the liquor on his lips. You grab his face.

"Have you been drinking?"

He sighs, "I'm a grown man I'm allowed a drink"

You look at him, his face highlighted in the darkness by the shining moon. "What's going on?"

"Nothing, I promise." He kisses your neck, hand fumbling with the buttons on your night shirt he plants kisses on your breasts, shifting down to rest his head on your stomach, one hand squeezing your boob, like a toddler.

Your hand plays in his hair, he sighs in content when your fingers massage his scalp, you feel the tension in the air, you can't hold it in anymore.

"I'm pregnant," you blurt out.

"I'm leaving Padme" he says quickly.

"What?" You both speak in unison.

"You're leaving her?"

"That marriage was over a long time ago, you're pregnant? Are you sure? Oh baby this is amazing" he smiles, hovering over you.

"What no it's not. It's not amazing, I don't want another baby, we can't have another baby and you can't leave your wife are you crazy."

"Why not? I wanna be with you not her. I wanna raise Darcy with you, watch her have her first day of school and then have matching hearts attacks when she brings her first boyfriend home, I wanna wake up to your face every morning-"

"stop"

"I wanna grow old and watch the sunset with you, I wanna kiss you every night before bed, so you know how much I love you. I wanna look at you when you read your books and watch you make that cute little confused face, I wanna feel my heart speed up a bit and my breath hitch every time I hear your laugh. That's what I want for the rest of my life. And that scent, god that scent," his head dips to your neck inhaling like it's the last thing he'll ever do, "I wanna smell that scent until I'm sick of it, so sweet and pure. You consume me."

"Anakin-"

"No listen, You are the woman that has given a child, you've given me hope and happiness, that I haven't felt in years. I love you, purely and truthfully, you are my every thought, and I don't want to be married anymore unless it's to you. I want you and I want Darcy, and I want this baby," his hand caresses your stomach. "I want the family- the family that you've given me, the family that I've dreamed about."

You're quiet for a moment, your hands caress his face, "You can't leave your wife. You love your wife, you had to love her that's why you married her"

"It was a mistake"

"Anakin, you don't love me, you think you do but you don't, you'll leave Padme and then in a few years you'll be bored of me, I'll have had two kids, so I'll get fat and I'll be tired all the time and I won't wash my hair. I won't have time to read and I'll be nagging at you to put your socks in the washer and then you'll regret it. You'll wish you'd stayed with her because- because you'll realize that this isn't the life you want and you'll hate me. I don't want you to hate me." You didn't even realize you were crying.

"I could never hate you, I could never" he kisses your tear stained cheeks.

"You're so beautiful, you're strong willed and you're intelligent and ambitious, you're an amazing mother. I didn't want it to get so far, between you and I there was supposed to be no Darcy no attachments, just sex but-" he swallows. "You make it so hard to not love you." He lowers his face to yours, still hovering over you. Your lip brushing slightly. "You are the bane of my existence and the object of all my desires, you are my heart outside my body and I cannot stop myself..." His worlds trail off and he kisses you, deep and passionate, like a man starved. He rests his forehead against yours.

"Please, offer me the opportunity to tell my wife, give me the chance to take care of you and our daughter, our baby" his hand rests on your stomach. "I am only a man begging a woman to let him love her, please don't deny me" he kisses your jaw.

You are at a loss, unable to respond to him. You loved him deeply, truly you did but this was confusing; he was confusing. You close your eyes preparing to make the hard decision.

"I can't be with you Anakin." Your voice is soft, your eyes shut when his tear falls onto your cheek. "I'm sorry"

He rolls off you, onto his back, pulling you close so your head rests on his chest. "What will we do?" He asks.

"I don't know"

You sat in the waiting room fiddling with your fingers, leg nervously tapping against the tiled, your head shoots up when your name is called.

You stared nervously at the doctor, she offers you a kind smile, "is this your first time?" You nod.

"Okay, don't worry. You feel anything, and it'll be over in no time" she assures you. You take a deep breath.

It had been a couple weeks since you'd ended things with Anakin, he still came by to see Darcy, and you kept things civil. He'd told you that he was still gonna go ahead with the divorce which you'd tried to steer him against but to no avail. Things felt calmer now, you'd terminated the pregnancy, you still had your job, you were no longer stabbing your friend in the back except for the whole ass child you had with her husband but compared to your usual, things were finally going your way.

Until they weren't.

You were looking over files with one of Anakin's clients who had asked for your assistance when the quick and furious tapping of heels broke your focus, you looked up to see Padme approaching you, absolutely fuming.

"Padm-" she slaps you across the face, embarrassing you in front of an entire flat of employees.

"Don't Padme me you whore. You're not my friend you can call me Mrs. Skywalker" her words stun you but you understood her anger. He'd told her. "Hurts doesn't it? 'Mrs' something you had no chance of being"

"Padme let's not do this here"

"Oh no please let's."

You try to push her out into the street so you can speak somewhere where people weren't batting their ears in your business but she wouldn't let you.

"How could you do this, after everything. After what I told you" she breaks down, falling against you, you sit her down on the couch in the lobby, and she tries to calm herself.

"I'm so sorry Padme"

"Oh God that scent, the- the roses and the ocean God how did I not smell that before, I'm so stupid"

"Padme-"

"Shut up, he told me. He told me everything and I yelled and I cried and I screamed and I promised myself that I wouldn't do that here. That I'd be civil because- because I'm not the type to blame the woman but now I wanna her it from you. I wanna hear it all" she nods looking at you.

You take a deep breath hoping it'll help your lungs from caving in. "Okay"

Parts Of The Truth

Masterlist

Chapter Five

Warnings: discussion of fertility issues, maybe some spelling errors, a child, foul language.

Five chapters already? Insane, I love writing so much and idk but my motivation has returned after so long. PREPARE TO BE SICK OF ME.

"Padme" you stare at her with an awkward, anxious smile on your face. You're so fucked you think.

She smiles at you, no hint of hostility or faux politeness, a genuine smile, but her eyes seem sad. "Uh, I'm sorry to just pop in like this but I got your address from Ahsoka. Do you mind if I come in." You hesitate for a moment but you let her in.

She steps into the house, following your lead as you walk back to the living room, where Darcy was laying on the couch, eyes glued to the TV, still in her pjs.

"Sorry for the mess, this is what the house looks like when you spend an entire weekend with a three year old."

Padme chuckles, "It's okay, no judgement here. Hi sweetie" she waves at Darcy, you pray she doesn't see any resemblance. Darcy waves at her.

"Are you my mama's friend?" Darcy sits up immediately curious. You scoop her into your arms, kissing her head before placing her on the floor.

"How about you save the questions and go take a bath, let mama and her...friend talk okay?" Darcy pouts. "But-"

"Now" it comes out more firm than intended but it worked, she ran up the stairs to her bedroom.

Padme sits on the couch as you try to put away all of Darcy's scattered toys. "Sorry to just drop in. I just...I didn't know who else to go to, I figured since you work in the office you're the best person to come to about this sort of thing" she sighs. Your brows furrow.

"What is it?" You ask curiously.

She hesitates, kissing her teeth. "I think that my husband is cheating on me."

You're at a loss, opening your mouth but no words form, you sit next to her. "...Wow uhm, why...why would you think that" you try to sound as clueless and convincing as possible.

"I'm sorry to just dump on you. i just figured that if...is he seeing anyone in the office. Is anything weird happening that i should know of" she asks, it sounds like she's scared to hear the answer. you swallow the lump in your throat, pushing down your guilt, your body suddenly hot like you were about to combust.

"I'm sorry Padme, there's nothing I can think of." You sigh, going to the kitchen to get water, she follows behind you sitting on the stool at the counter. "He loves you very much, I don't think he would do that" you lie straight through your teeth, offering her a glass of water which she politely accepts.

"I know he does, it's just- Okay, about three years ago, we found out that i can't get pregnant, and we both really wanted a baby. So he put thousands of dollars into fertility treatments and different doctors and medications but every time we tried...none held up" She opens up to you. You feel sick to your stomach, guilt consuming you.

"Padme, I'm so sorry"

She looks at you, her eyes glossed over with tears. "He was patient and kind about it you know. He said that we'd keep trying and if it didn't work then we could adopt but then suddenly, he says that he's 'over it' that he was happy and that he didn't care anymore. I've been trying to push him to adopt but he's fighting me on it something about how he doesn't raise someone else's baby and it'd be better just us."

Your eyes gloss over listening to her, you knew why he stopped; because of Darcy, because you gave him what Padme couldn't, your stomach twists into knots.

Padme continues, "I figured that, maybe it was nothing but then he started coming home later, sometimes he wouldn't come home at all and he'd say that it was a late night at the office or that he was running over proposals so I let it slide you know. But I just can't shake the feeling that he's hiding something" she places her hand over your own. "Please, if you know something, just tell me"

You bit down on your lip, contemplating. What kind of a person were you? Sleeping with a married man, having his baby when his wife was struggling to do so. You defended your actions in your mind; to be fair; you didn't know. "I don't know anything that can help Padme, I'm sorry."

She sighs, "it's fine" she runs a hand over her face. "It's just nice to talk about it finally to someone, i felt like it would drive me crazy just holding it in"

You nod, completely understanding that feeling.

"I hope we can be friends." she smiles, you return the smile, nodding. Darcy runs down the stairs, in a fresh onesie, her hair brush and teddy in her arms, she climbed up on the stool handing you the brush to comb her hair. Padme smiles at her. "That's a cute bunny"

Darcy nods. "Yeah, his name is whiskers, my daddy gave him to me, my daddy always buys me stuffies." Padme smiles.

"Yeah? Your daddy sounds pretty cool"

"Mhm, he works a lot but my mama says it's so he could buy me all the teddies in the whole big world." She holds the bunny out to Padme.

Padme takes the bunny, playing with her, you feel nervous like Darcy may something and explode your life, you finish braiding her hair and she runs into the living room, back to watching Paw Patrol. Padme watches her tiny form, smiling. "She's bold"

You chuckle, "A handful too." You smile, talking about your baby, for a moment the guilt fades only to return again.

"Are you and her dad...together?" She asks. "Sorry i don't mean to pry"

"it's fine and no well, it's complicated" You take a deep breath. Padme chuckles.

"Ugh men, so annoying."

You laugh, "You can say that again. Hey, are you in the mood for wine?" You know it's an absolutely horrible idea to befriend the wife but you aren't exactly the best at decision making. Clearly.

"Day drinking? I love your style." Padme raises her brows.

You spent the afternoon, finishing a bottle of wine with Padme, while Darcy melted her brain with cartoons. You talked and laughed, trading stories and giving advice which you of all people shouldn't be doing. You had almost forgotten that you were responsible for ripping this woman's dream away from her, forgetting that this new friendship will inevitably take a horrible turn.

Parts Of The Truth

Masterlist

Chapter Three

Warnings: foul language, my bad writing, infidelity, kinda sad, angst.(I listened to the other woman while writing this)

You sat at your desk, looking into his office. The position of your desk offered a direct view into it. Chewing on your pen, your eyes locked on his form, he was in a meeting, standing as he spoke to a client; Gary or Gus something like that, you truly were assistant of the year. You watched as he spoke, the way his lips moved, the way he spoke with his hands, the way he stuck his tongue in his cheek, signaling he was annoyed. You watched and watched as you often did. Your mind wanders to what your mother had said, you wonder if she is right, maybe you were incredibly stupid, maybe you were naive but frankly, you didn't care.

It had been two weeks since he fired Henry, he filed it as some bullshit like poor work performance. Things were fine so far, Padme came in often; more often than she usually did, bringing him lunch and making him laugh,fixing his tie and kissing him before she left again. Things seemed good between them, though not good enough for him to stop coming over. He came over to your place three nights a week, always the same excuse "My kid needs me" liar, was he a bad father? No but he wasn't exactly good either, he came; made sure Darcy had what she needed, bribed her with toys and kisses so that she'd tell him if mommy ever had any friends over. You chew on your lip as you watched him, his eyes meet yours through the glass for a mere second before he goes back to half ignoring whatever proposal this Gary Gus guy was pitching. You wonder what he's thinking if his thought match your own-

"Y/n" Ahsoka's voice almost gives you a heart attack. You shake your head, freeing yourself of the thoughts that plagued you, looking at her.

"hm?"

She squints at you, she was practically your best friend; the first person to warm up to you when you'd started at the company and stuck by your side since. "You better hope no one else catches you making heart eyes at the boss" she teases, you scoff.

"I wasn't 'making heart eyes' I was...thinking and just zoned out on accident"

"Right. How's Darcy? I miss the little brat" she asks.

Your face lights up, you love your baby, the sweetest most magical little girl. "She's good, she's starting school soon. She's so excited, made me buy everything cause she can't wait, even though it's just pre-school" you chuckle thinking of how she had made you and your mom buy one of each box of crayons at the store in the mall.

Ahsoka shakes her head "she's better than me, I hated everyday of school, pre-school to highschool I cried nearly everyday."

You cringed. "College was even worse, best years of our lives my ass." Ahsoka opens her mouth to speak when she's interrupted by Padme's voice behind her.

"I didn't realize it was lunch and you could gather already." You fight back the urge to roll your eyes, Padme wasn't a bad person, she just annoyed you. Ahsoka sighs walking back to her desk, you smile at Padme, as politely as you could.

"How can I help Mrs. Skywalker?"

She smiles, "Sorry, is Anakin free?"

"Sorry he's-" you're cut off by Anakin's hand around Padme's waist, he kissed her on the side of the mouth. You turn away watching as Gary Gus makes his way to the elevator.

"Y/n, push my meetings for this afternoon to Monday." He orders you. You smile.

"Are you sure Mr. Skywalker? The Chandler meeting was supposed to be at 2 to discuss th-"

"I said push the meetings," he says harshly, his free hand forming a fist on top of your desk. You swallow the feeling of embarrassment and nod.

"Yes sir"

He eyes you for a second before leaving with Padme, ushering her out, his hand tracing down her spine, you roll your eyes as you watch them head out. You don't know why, but you felt the urge to cry, taking a deep breath you composed yourself fixing your focus back to work.

Soon enough the day was over and you couldn't be more grateful. You shrugged off your coat, kicking off your heels, Darcy was rambling about her day with her grandma. "That's good baby" you kiss her cheek, you scrunch your nose jokingly.

"You need to bath, you smell like a boy"

She giggles "thanks a lot mama." You chuckle, she looks up at you, with her big blue eyes that she inherited from her father, "Can you do bath time mama? Pleaseeee?" You smile at her.

"okay, but don't beg, you look like a puppy" you chuckle, she raises her arms celebrating, you scoop her into your arms, taking her to the bathroom. Bath time was something Darcy loved every Friday, where you'd fill the tub with bubbles, put on the coloured lights and wash her while she played with a toy. You'd thought she would have outgrown it but so far, she hasn't. You figured it was comforting for her, in the same way she liked to sleep in your bed and crawl under your shirt, you allowed it because you didn't plan to have another child and Darcy was only so small for so long.

After bath time, you made her a nice dinner, she'd asked for Mac and cheese and of course you gave in. You stood in the door way of her bedroom watching as she snuggled up with her teddy, she was quick to fall asleep; a thing you were grateful she did from the time she was born. She had always been a good baby, quiet and cute; you wouldn't call yourself a religious person, but she was for sure your blessing.

Finally able to unwind you laid on the couch, prepared to finish a bottle of wine, stuff your face and watch every episode of 'Shameless' but that plan was interrupted, when a knock hit your door in an all too familiar pattern. You roll your eyes as you open the door.

"What are you doing here?" You ask in a hostile tone as Anakin pushes past you and into the house.

"It's my house, I can stop by when I want" he stands in the living room, eyes scanning for the smallest hint that another man had been around of course he'd find none.

You scoff, "Right. How come Padme let you out" you settle on the couch again, he joins you, his hand on your thigh.

"She's asleep. We have fun" he smiles, you swallow the lump in your throat. His hand comes up to run over your hair, pulling you close. You let him, enjoying the moment while it lasted.

"We fought" he says. "She's uh...she's just in one of those moods, angry about nothing, I don't know. She's just...she just needs to cool down" he sounds sad, he didn't really speak about his marriage when he was with you and Darcy, this was the first time and he seemed genuinely upset. He sighs tiredly, settling comfortably into the couch, he holds you in his arm, his eyes close.

"I love you Padme" he says. Your eyes close, you feel the single tear drop roll down your cheek, unable to stop it.

First post! Thinking I might start posting on here, I really missed writing and wanna get back into it again. Requests are open, so please feel free to send whatever you want and I'll get to writing.

I do fluff, smut (really whatever readers want)

I'm in so many fandoms and too lazy to list characters so just send your requests and I'll get to them.

dearer than i?

a/n: hello!! this is an Anakin Skywalker x reader drabble based on the 1944(?) radio show called "Dangerously yours." I love that show so much! I recently re-listened, and got inspired to make this! no use of y/n.

How did it come to this?

Lava sparked all around you, its blistering warmth anything but a comfort. You were almost melting in your Jedi robes. But nothing could compare to how you were feeling. Standing across the pool of lava was Anakin Skywalker. His eyes had turned a vicious yellow, and you felt like you were staring at a stranger. Anakin had defected to the dark side, and you no longer knew the man in front of you.

"Don't do this, Anakin. Don't make me choose." You pleaded, gripping your lightsabers in frustration. "But why? It's either me or them," Anakin stepped closer, using the Force to float across the lake. "You have to choose. You love me, don't you?"

You hung your head, not able to look Anakin in the eyes. He's only a few feet away, burning a hole in your head. "I can't betray the order, Anakin, I'm sorry!" You cried, running a hand through your hair, gripping it almost too tight. "So you'll betray me instead, then?" Anakin questioned, catching your gaze. "You're my padawan. Have you no loyalty?"

You swallowed, feeling tears fall. "If I betray you, I betray myself," You took a step closer to Anakin. "If I betray the Council, I betray the Jedi Code-" You stammered, "The code is very dear to me."

Anakin grabbed your chin, lifting you to look him in the eye. "Dearer than I?"

"No, no not dearer than you."