IT’S AN EXOTHERMIC REACTION – a dying star’s last grasp at power , spiraling outwards until it consumes all that lie within its caustic expansion. The disturbance in his faith is palpable —- distrust in just ONE BRIEF MOMENT validates a slew of monologue && righteous soliloquy. Talon has not failed in holding Sidious’ gaze — grayed by cruelty enough to make her skin crawl && teeth ground down on their pointed ends, until blood pools in her mouth & she swallows it down with the smugness caught dead in her throat.
“ You are betrayed. ”
The words are hard spoken , but soft — some tangible abscess of regret stopping them short of critical. Once more her eyes have found fortress in the abyssal plane of Darth Vader’s helm , wondering what thoughts & what UNIMAGINABLE anger battled against his inability to doubt his master’s intentions . Thus was the qualm of the Apprentice, and his Master —- a duality born in unbreakable irons, tightening as the years progress.
“ You ask for proof ——- I tell you that you will choose another. You will vie for his apprenticeship and you will DIE for it. But that isn’t evidence, is it ? Not enough to condemn you with but you have already had doubts by now, surely. Questioning if there isn’t a SON better suited for his father’s leash.”
She bows her head — not submission but finality. Either he would know that his acceptance of her speech would in equal parts name him guilty , or in denying her this truth, would knowingly end & irreparably damage any hopes he had to a long thriving empire. Whatever end of the sword came down — there was a growing rift in the middle of this room, pooled power & tensions widening it by the moment, & the wounds left by this amount of knowing — knew no potentially catastrophic end.
“ I SERVE NONE in this time - or the next. I seek safe harbor for now – if you are not whom I need ”
HIS ANGER EXPANDS, relentless, exponential, riding out behind the sick flood of apprehension like a carrier wave, a seismic fluid, rich && corrosive. A flicker-quick vision sprouts in the bloodlit dark behind is eyes—his plans vivisected, bared before Sidious without reaching fruition. Displaced within time or not, she has knowledge beyond this world— a fact he cannot help but find as intriguing as it is agitating.
❝ You speak of Skywalker. ❞ Sidious responds, no waver of uncertainty within his voice. Only the leveled chill of his assurance. The Emperor’s gaze darts to the armored form of his apprentice. Vader meets his eyes with an unwavering calm. He feels for the knot of rage, the pure small coal of his fury that will fuel his power in the Force should the accusations mount to triggerconcern.
But an incoming attack alarm rings out before the attention can shift to Vader’s suggestedguilt, followed by a bridge officer skidding into view. ❝ My Lords— we’ve picked up several rebel ships preparing to drop out of hyperspace. We think they might be leading an armada! ❞
Vader stands without prompt, cutting past his master && Talon’s still-kneeling form. ❝ Switch all power to forward shields. We cannot allow for them to hinder the Death Star II’s construction. ❞ He turns back to Sidious at this, who waves a hand to motion his assent. ❝ Go, Lord Vader. Do not allow the rebels to succeed. As for you…I’m sure you will find this station’s holding cells to be very safe…I will deliberate on what to do with you in the meantime. Give up your saber, girl. ❞
Hello and welcome to my blog! Thank you for taking the time to read my rules, I'll try and make this as quick as possible.
I only roleplay with mutuals. All my opens are for mutuals unless otherwise stated. But if we're not mutuals you're welcome to ask me questions and send me memes. I'm absolutely oc-friendly. So long as you have a rules page and an about, we're good.
I'm happy to write one-liners, paras, novellas, crack, or pretty much any content so long as my writing partners discuss it with me before hand.
(I will tag anything in my writing or reblogs that I think may be triggering. If there's something that triggers you untagged on my blog just pop me an ask and I'll be sure to tag it for you.)
I'm multiship and ship-exclusive. Meaning I'll ship with multiple people but only with one version of each character.
*Padmé is an exception to this rule as her relationship with Anakin is canon and vital to his characterization.
I'm not exclusive. Not unless you ask and we've established a good writing dynamic. I'm not a big fan of auto-exclusivity and if you require this of your followers there's a good chance I'm not going to follow you.
I hope i don't actually have to say this but just in case: god-modding will not be tolerated. If we're writing a battle scene i'd rather just pre-determine the winner than get into an ic dick-battle.
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CANON.
AU.
PRIVATE.
TAKE THE LIGHT INSIDE YOU.
Freed from slavery on Tatooine and freshly initiated into the Jedi Order, Padawan Skywalker works tirelessly to prove himself to the meticulous Council and earn his Knighthood. But with age comes uncertainty, and the beginning of a series of terrible nightmares featuring his mother's death. Every day the bright, enthusiastic child Qui-Gon Jinn brought to the Temple grows more and more distant from himself and others.
WEAPON OF WAR.
The galaxy is at war but Anakin Skywalker is fighting more than just external battles. Suspended between his loyalty to the Order and his loyalty to his wife, Anakin struggles to find a guiding light in the increasing darkness. And now that the nightmares have returned with his wife as their new feature, Anakin has begun to grow more and more desperate for a method to save Padmé from what he believes to be her doom.
THE WORST PARTS OF HIMSELF.
Anakin Skywalker died with the Republic, and in their place rose the Empire and its right hand: Darth Vader. Who will stop at nothing to rid the galaxy of every lingering memory of the life he had before his fall.
WHAT A MESS I LEAVE
Redeemed in the eyes of the Force, Anakin Skywalker has been granted sentience beyond death, allowing him to reach out to his descendents and warn them against repeating his mistakes.
FILTH TEACHES FILTH. stranger things Before 008, before 011, there was subject 001. Anakin Skywalker, the first of an entire generation veined with strange, incomprehensible powers. Disappeared at sixteen after his mother's mysteriously unreported murder at the hands of a local gang. His escape preceded 11's only by a few years, && now he's back in Hawkins on the trail of Brenner's prodigy.
SPANDEX & STEEL. marvel/dc
Born and raised in Tatooine, New Mexico, Anakin didn't think himself any different from the rest of the lonely souls living in the desert. That is, until his mother was killed by local gang members, jumpstarting a series of strange murders that forced him to go on the run. He's a metahuman, a mutant; with strange powers he can't control and the blood of several seriel murderers on his hands. Sometimes he owns a small car shop just outside of town, and sometimes he doesn't have a home at all.
WHEN THE WAR WINS. modern
Anakin, a war vet secluded in a no-name town in the middle of New Mexico, works to overcome his ptsd by becoming a hermit && buying the house his mother died in. His progress has been shaky, for obvious reasons.
DON'T CALL THIS REDEMPTION alternate ending
Believing himself to have died after passing out at the end of ROTJ, Vader, or Anakin now, awakens to a post-war galaxy to discover the eternal peace he sought is still far out of reach. Now a prisoner of the New Republic, Vader works alongside the Rebellion in secret as they dismantle the last vestiges of the Empire.
A DIFFERENT KIND OF LEGACY.
A private verse tied into ahphra's Sith verse and shadcwpreacher's alternate background. In this verse, after being rebuffed by his son, Vader looks to train Doctor Chelli Aphra as his apprentice.
The dark is generous, and it is patient. It is the dark that seeds cruelty into justice, that drips contempt into compassion, that poisons love with grains of doubt. The dark can be patient, because the slightest drop of rain will cause those seeds to sprout. The rain will come, and the seeds will sprout, for the dark is the soil in which they grow, and it is the clouds above them, and it waits behind the star that gives them light. The dark’s patience is infinite. Eventually, even stars burn out.
AND WE ASK OURSELVES
Are monsters born, or made?
Let me tell you the story that's been scored into the stars. The family that turned the galaxy upside down. There was a man, with the weight of a prophecy lining his shoulders, and a thermonuclear furnace in his heart. He loved a woman, a proud, strong, kind woman who loved him equally, despite the anger, and the Darkness that grew in him. And the man watched her die every night in his dreams.
That man told himself if he can carry a prophecy, he can prevent a dream from becoming reality. Whatever it takes.
Whoever it takes.
SO WHAT HAPPENED
The man exchanged his loyalty for her life, and killed the people who raised him. He ended a war in one night, the fire of the gods burning behind him on a metal moutaintop.
The woman he loved was no fool, she could sight a fire started in her name. A queen knows when someone is bowing.
She meets him on a molten planet, begs him to stray from the Darkness. But there is a shadow in the place of the man she loved, a monster.
He takes her breath to silence her, doomed to paranoia on the arrival of his brother, who is too, in some ways, a shadow. Forced to kill the man meant to save them all.
So the man dies, and is reborn. Baptized by fire. The woman he loved dies too. And eventually, even the brother dies.
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