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jaguarys · 7 days

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Thinking a lot about how by the time TCW comes about Anakin has already committed a grievous sin, already committed a massacre, already chosen his side in some ways. The man Ahsoka knows, the only version of him she ever gets to know, is built on an assumption of purity he has already lost.

He has already begun to fall, and this slip contributes in so many ways to his inability to pull himself back. Because the only person other than Padmé he tells his crime to is Palpatine, because he's the only person who won't judge him (and that in and of itself is a measure of his immaturity–– because he deserved to be judged).

And this contributes so much to Palpatine's control because he has this piece of the puzzle, this ability to go "Oh, but what about this?" any time Anakin tries to pull back from Palpatine's confidence. Because they both know if he ever admitted it to the Order he'd forever lose their approval, and that's what matters most. So Palpatine has this advantage, because he knows more about Anakin than anyone else and Anakin doesn't feel he can confide in anyone else.

But the thing is: for so long, Anakin wants to be better, wants to amend himself for this sin and more than once wants to confess to Obi-Wan, but every single time Palpatine is able to go "Oh but he thinks he's so much better than you, he would never understand you, he would judge you and tell the Order and they'd cast you out" but... Obi-Wan would have forgiven him anything.

I think a lot about Obi-Wan being such a Perfect Jedi (in the eyes of everyone else if nothing else) and how much that hurts Anakin. Because every time he tries to pull himself back from the ledge this epitome of what it means to be a Jedi is just there in his face reminding him of his own failure

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darkside-skyguy · 7 months

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Absolutely obsessed with the Anakin of this episode and how he has accepted all the sides of himself, his anger, his compassion, his love, his fear, and he can easily transform from Vader to Anakin and back again because he is all of these things and his initial denial of the dark parts of himself were what led him down the path of the Sith to begin with. He never felt like he could openly be himself. But now he is free and in control and he has truly found balance.

Love that journey for him <3

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p0piaz · 2 years

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Imagine obi wan and anakin sporting a tattoo like this 😭🤚 ~ I loved this interview

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theonethatdidntgetaway · 2 years

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Summary of Obi-Wan Kenobi Part lll in one photo:

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ari-leah-arts · 10 months

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~Windows Shutdown Noise~

Lord_Vader.exe has stopped responding, end task, or wait?

Piett doubts his insurance covers “crushed by 300lb Embodiment of The Black Parade”.

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purpleknightress · 7 months

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"Hey there, Snips..."

I don't really find the series as a whole entertaining, but Hayden really turned the fifth episode into a masterpiece. Kudos to young Ahsoka's actress as well.

Painted on #Procreate

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scarlemwitch · 25 days

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Lord Vader

Star Wars takes over the Empire State Building, 2024

#Star Wars #empire state building #darth vader #dark side #lord vader #new york #hayden christensen

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lunalitva · 9 days

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damn these Vader manip's and making me HAVE to write a bloody blurb about my fake scenarios.

He holds TOO MUCH power over me. It's a problem...

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sabictlali · 3 months

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Ahem

#star wars #anakin skywalker #sw anakin #star wars clone wars #anakin star wars #anakin needs therapy #luke star wars #baby luke #luke and leia #luke skywalker #dad vader #lord vader #darth vader #i love pissed luke #my art #family skywalker #the skywalker saga #skywalker twins

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anakinisvaderisanakin · 5 months

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The evolution of Hayden Christensen as Anakin Skywalker.

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evawritesstuff · 2 months

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Anakin was crying when he told Padme that he genocided the Tuskens. He told her he hated them but he also hated himself.

Star wars is a tragedy because every time you watch it, you think maybe in the back of your mind " it could have been otherwise".Anakin was brilliant and had the potential to be a great person but ended up being one of the worst ones. And he knew it too deep down in his heart but suppressed it as Darth Vader.

Yoda said once you go down the dark path, it will forever dominate your destiny. Anakin believed that there was no coming back. Of course, both omitted the power of love, a power both predictable and unpredictable at the same time.

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lanaslovelyletters · 2 months

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𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 ³

𝐑𝐮𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬...

Anakin x Princess!Reader

Part 3

Previous chapter: Part 2

Overall series warning: 18+ content (smut), mature themes, swearing

Warnings: Light swearing (but who cares about this)

Last chapter recap: “The dark lord completely ignored your question, letting himself calm down before backing off and walking towards the door. Before he left, he got a final word in, “We’re to wed in a week. You’ll stay here until then.” What..?”

Summary: He continues to fend off your questions until you decide to be bold, to which he retaliates…

Word Count: 1.5K+

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“You’re not being serious.” You scoffed, almost grinning, but when you saw the look on his face— everything melted into dread and disappointment. He stared at you with stern-looking eyes before shutting the door behind him. You heard sharp noises emerge from the door, meaning he locked it.

“You’ve got to be joking.” You laughed dryly before your body hit the bed. It was fluffy and felt like a warm hug. A stark contrast to the situation you found yourself stuck in. It was unbelievable, really. You were seriously to marry a Sith Lord. A slave to the dark side. Sure, he was handsome, but only as handsome as an apple could be.

Alas, you were far too tired to think about the whole ordeal. Your eyes grew heavy and it was becoming increasingly harder not to nod off… and finally, it grew all black.

(Break)

You woke up to the darkness of space creeping in through the single window you had in the room. It was impossible to tell how long you’d slept and how long you’d be staying there. Nobody would tell you a thing, and the Dark Lord would certainly never give you any answers.

A sudden knock pulled you out of your little trance, and the door burst open. In walked two troopers. They marched in, picking you up from the bed with a strong force. Didn’t Vader mention I’d stay here for a week? What’s going on? Ironically enough, you decided not to struggle or fight back. It’s not as if going back home was a choice anymore. You knew the dark side wasn’t forgiving anyway.

“I’m not a rag doll. I know how to walk,” you complained, as you felt your body sliding across the cold, polished floor. When there was no response, you scoffed. It was loud enough for them to hear, but it wasn’t like they cared. They were simply following orders like mindless robots. It was as if it was their input.

After passing through several corridors and riding multiple elevators, you finally found yourself being dragged along to a dimly lit dining room. The layout was nothing fancy. A large table and chairs to go along with it. On one end sat Vader. He still donned his pitch-black suit, with his eyes trained on you. The way his hair fell around his face and the way his Adam’s Apple bopped as he gazed at you— it was to swoon over. You were made to sit opposite him. You didn’t dare move. You knew he could end me with the flick of his fingers.

“I hope you have an appetite.” Maker, his voice. It was rough yet smooth, velvety yet rigid… you were drowning in the octaves.

“Not much of an appetite when I’ve just been taken hostage.” No, you couldn’t give in. He was handsome to be sure, but he was still a ruthless sith.

“Hostage? You’re not a hostage, love.” Love. What was he playing at?

“I’m… not?” Your eyebrows were furrowed along with a scrunch of your nose.

“Hostage implies you’re here against your will and that I await someone to negotiate for you… I plan to keep you.” Though his words seemed daring and almost devious, his facial expression and tone told you a different story. He was a wall. Cold and without feeling. He seemed serious and determined.

“Why me? How did you know my father? Why did you want my family killed?” You furrowed your eyebrows. His gaze remained fixed on you, as he breathed heavily and got up from his seat. His boots hit the floor in a threatening manner. When he stopped in front of you, his gloved hand held your chin softly. So soft that you almost felt comfortable in his presence.

“Curiosity killed the cat, princess.” As you let your head be lifted ever so gently, you saw the stark contrast between his touch and his demeanour. His stare was blank and icy. It was as if no life existed behind his eyes. Eyes that were otherwise so… never mind.

“Luckily, I’m not a cat,” Bold. Quite bold. Did you care? No. You had about as much control over him as he did you. He wasn’t going to kill you. No, if he wanted to, he would’ve done so in a heartbeat. He wanted to wed you. To have you as his bride. As sickening as the idea of that was, at least you wouldn’t die anytime soon.

“You’re quite carefree for someone who’s lost her entire family and been taken against her will.” You could’ve sworn you saw a faint smirk swiftly make an appearance before being washed out by his brooding expression.

Oh, but there was something about his face. It did seem familiar. You couldn’t place your finger on it. There wasn’t anything that stood out in particular, but oh there was something about his face.

“I’m talking to you,” he spoke in a rough voice, before tightening his grip on your face, burying his fingers into your cheeks

“I’m not scared of you, Sith.” A grin. His lips contorted into a wide smile as he let out a scoff,

“You’ve got moxie. I’ll give you that.” Your eyes met his. Force, if I had ever seen a man—

“Moxie? I beg to differ. Why would I be scared of a lowly Sith Lord like you? You’re not even the emperor. Are you even strong enough to—”

“Princess,” he breathed as he snaked his hand tightly around your neck, the pads of his fingers snuggled themselves into your soft skin. The tension was palpable. It could be cut with a knife. The way you continued to defy him and resist him…he hated it. You were such a pretty little thing, but so stubborn too. Too set in your ways.

“We all have our… limits. You’re starting to test mine, your highness.” Something about him addressing you as ‘highness’ clashed so hard with the circumstances you found yourself in; it gave you whiplash.

“I want answers…” your whisper came out shaky. Not because you were starting to lose your footing. No, it was his grip on your throat. If anything, you almost found him humorous. He was creating a paradox and running around in circles; essentially embarrassing himself.

“I don’t want to give you any.” You didn’t understand. You couldn’t. His logic was deeply flawed and there was no wrapping your head around where it started or ended. It was a mess. A tangled mystery for you to sit and braid together to form a clear path.

“I don’t want to marry you, but here we are.”

“Let me rephrase. I can’t.” His gaze diverted to the floor. He was clearly struggling. Either to recall or decide whether or not to do so.

“I don’t understand.” Your throat was slowly released, as he walked towards the door to the room.

“Can you at least tell me why you chose me? Out of all the women in this galaxy… Why me?” Your feet had somehow carried you off to go after him. He walked with purpose through several corridors, taking swings and turns to try and throw you and the question off.

“Please?” Admittedly, you were getting impatient. Desperate.

“Say, would you like to know how I went about ending your father’s life?” He suddenly turned around with a menacing look on his face. It wasn’t maniacal. It was as if you were staring into a blank wall.

“Excuse me?” What the hell is wrong with him? Your eyes darted to the floor before you lifted your head back up to meet his.

“I asked you if you wanted to know how I killed your father. How I—“

“No, I heard you the first time. How does that have anything to do with my question?” He smirked for a moment before his smile faltered,

“You’re completely unphased. Didn’t think the king was that much of a horrible father.” How could he address your father like that? With that knowledge? How did he know your father like that?

“Yeah, well… he was. So give me an answer to my question. Why me?” The two of you stopped in front of a large white door. It had a face recognition lock on it.

“Because… I know you.” His voice dropped an octave as he stared at your reaction. You weren’t shocked, just confused.

He scanned his face and the entrance to a dark room was revealed. You were just about to follow him before he turned around,

“Do you wish to retire with me for the night?” What? Your brow bunched up together and you lightly shook your head,

“No… of course not.”

“Then I suggest you stop following me.” A grin was apparent on his lips.

“Evening, princess.” The door closed behind him and you were left standing there; completely dumbfounded. However, this unlocked a window for you to walk around freely, trying to find a way to escape. There didn’t seem to be any stormtroopers around. Marrying a Sith was that of nightmare fuel. It didn’t matter how gorgeously his hair fell around his face and how his scar elevated his overall appearance. He was a Sith Lord.

You needed to find a way out. By all means necessary.

To be continued…

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thesassypadawan · 2 months

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Behave *part 1* (Burnt Darth Vader x FemPetReader)

Summary: All Lord Vader demanded of you was to behave. Which you’re happily obeying until a certain someone decides to use the force on you. Better not act up, unless you wish to anger him.

Warnings: 18+ (minors dni), because all the lovely smut. Somewhat public fingerplay, misuse of the force, Dom Lord, Sub Reader…and Vader’s magical force fingers.

Note: Hope you lovelies also enjoy Breed *part 2*! ❤️

- “Behave yourself, pet, and perhaps I will reward you.”

- Lord Vader’s demand was simple, one that you are happily obeying as you sit by his side. On the floor, next to the throne. Arms draping over one of his long legs, your head resting atop his muscular thigh.

- You’ve lost count of the number of people who have come and gone. Paying little attention to them and the words they spoke. Only focusing on your lord’s warmth beneath you, his gloved fingers absent-mindedly running through your hair.

- Just as you begin to drift off to the sound of his rhythmic breathing, you feel invisible fingers trailing down your sides. A phantom hand cupping and squeezing your ass firmly. Causing you to jolt slightly, holding back the urge to gasp.

- You stifle the small moan wanting to escape as they brush against your bare cunt. Breath hitching when the sensation rubs back and forth. Slick gathering between your legs. So grateful for your somewhat concealing loincloth.

- Tilting your head, you steal a glance at Vader. His masked face remains set forward while they ghost over your now throbbing clit. Your hips shifting awkwardly.

- ‘What is it, pet?’ His deep voice fills your head, a note of dark amusement in his tone. ‘I sense that you are uncomfortable.’

- At his words, you feel the invisible fingers slip into your needy pussy. Steadily pumping, forcing you to bite your lip harshly.

- ‘Are you misbehaving?’ He mocks, curling them within your depths. Hitting you in that wonderful spot again and again.

- Weakly you shake your head in response. Your mind grows fuzzy, the pleasure consuming you more. As he uses the force to toy with your clit, to seemingly add another into your already overly stretched cunt.

- Leaning heavily against him, you bury your face into his thigh. Tears pricking at the corners of your eyes, your nails digging into his flesh. Trying desperately to time your mewls with his mechanical breaths. Praying the sound would help cover them.

- A large, real, hand comes to rest on the small of your back. Drawing soothing circles on your skin. ‘Clever girl.’

- The coil in your stomach is unbearably tight. The waves of ecstasy threaten to crash over you. You’re holding strong, but just barely.

- ‘But not quite enough.’ A growl echoes throughout your mind, followed by what felt like teeth grazing your sensitive nub.

- You can no longer fight it. Electricity shoots down your spine. Blinding heat engulfs your entire body. Your tiny voice finally cries out in pure, raw bliss. You’ve come completely undone.

- The realization of it all sets in and the hot tears now flow freely. You misbehaved; you went against your lord’s demand.

- Aside from his steady breathing, the room fell painfully silent. Broken only when his low voice rumbles out a dismissal to whomever he was speaking with. “That will be all.”

- Too frightened to even move. Your mind fills with dozens of dreadful thoughts of what will happen next…of how he will punish you.

- A phantom hand wraps loosely around your neck, squeezing your throat surprisingly gently. “Pet,” he says coldly. “I wish to speak with you in my chambers…immediately.”

- Rising from his throne, you follow suite. The same phantom hand pulling you to your unsteady feet. “Yes, my lord,” you whimper, trying to regain some balance.

- “We have much to discuss.”

- Without another word, he marches off. You wobbling after, head down as always. A very evident wet spot left glistening on the floor where you had obediently sat.

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