jedibetrayed

[jedibetrayed]

love u so bad

[jedibetrayed]

angels    burn    brightly    still,    though    the    brightest    fall.

independent,    highly    -    selective,    headcanon    heavy    anakin    skywalker    of    lucasfilms    star    wars    series.    penned    by    ziggy.    established    2018(?),    reestablished    2023.    

[jedibetrayed]

[jedibetrayed]

star wars + artwork

[jedibetrayed]

continued ⇀ @h1ghground

the    gnashing    of    teeth,    canines    bared    in    the    dim    lit    filtering    in    through    abysmally    small    windows    (    he    remembers    staring    at    them    as    a    child,    so    used    to    the    bright    suns    of    tatooine    shining    through    openings    in    their    little    hut,    convincing    himself    that    this    was    a    prison.    a    punishment.    )    nails    dig    crescent    moons    into    palm    until    he's    unsure    whether    his    hands    had    ever    been    clean.    stained    red    with    the    force    of    his    wrath.    bright    eyes    dart    to    and    fro,    never    quite    settling    on    the    astonishingly    calming    force    that    was    his    jedi    master.    afraid    to    meet    his    gaze,    to    see    the    disappoint    that    would    surely    (    it    must!    he    must    be    a    disappointment!    )    lingering    in    those    icy    depths.    hands    move,    smearing    crimson    across    pale    cheeks    as    they    extend    in    some    attempt    to    halt    obi-wan's    approach.   

do    not    touch    me!    i    am    broken,    i    am    wrong!    such    vicious    thoughts    to    storm    through    such    troubled    mind,    eyes    bright    with    unshed    tears.    "    do    you    think    i    have    not    tried    ?    "    his    voice    rings    in    the    aftermath    of    his    thoughtless    destruction,    echoing    in    the    empty    chamber    that    housed    their    bodies    each    night.    anakin    aches    to    collapse    into    his    master's    arms,    to    cry    like    he    had    as    a    young    boy    of    the    unfairness    of    their    world.    to    cry    until    he    finally    felt    emptied    of    all    thought    or    feeling.  

  "    i'm    little    more    than    a    weapon    to    them,    obi-wan.    a    thing    to    be    set    upon    the    unsuspecting.    "    the    words    hiss    from    betwixt    his    teeth,    a    sniffle    of    his    nose    ruining    the    image    of    unchecked    rage    as    it    rapidly    cools    to    something    quite    like    shame.    "    i    just    want    to    rest.    "    to    lay    his    head    upon    uncomfortable    pillows    and    fall    into    a    dreamless    sleep.    none    plagued    by    prophetic    dreams    and    memories    of    great    violence.    he'd    hurt    so    many    people.   

[jedibetrayed]

continued ⇀   @regaldiplomat

the    sound    of    his    name    on    her    lips    is    his    saving    grace,    each    syllable    perfectly    formed    to    pull    mind    from    even    the    darkest    depths    so    that    he    may    drown    himself    in    the    warmth    of    her    gaze.    head    tilts    into    easy    affections,    cheek    insistently    nudged    until    palm    fits    against    unblemished    jaw.    "    how    can    this    be    dangerous,    my    love?    "   

how    could    they    be    dangerous?    two    sides    of    a    coin,    melded    together    so    perfectly    it    seemed    wrong    to    part    from    her    side.    unfair,    she    says!    as    if    she    does    not    steal    the    very    breath    from    his    lungs    at    the    barest    hint    of    a    smile.    her    love    was    his    altar,    his    only    place    of    worship    in    this    rotten    world.    "    when    we're    together,    we're    the    only    two    people    in    the    galaxy    i    care    to    think    about.    "    words    whispered    as    head    turns,    lips    grazing    the    palm    of    her    hand    before    continuing    their    trek    along    the    length    of    each    bony    finger.    a    kiss    for    each    protruding    knuckle,    the    space    between    her    thumb    and    forefinger,    the    tips    of    each    and    every    finger    worked    so    tirelessly    to    make    the    galaxy    a    better    place.

[jedibetrayed]

# skywa1ker : an independent , mutually exclusive rp blog for luke skywalker of the star wars franchise . headcanon based & highly canon divergent . est . 4 january 2023 . penned by reed . 25 . she / her .

[jedibetrayed]

Fallen Angel

[jedibetrayed]

Endless moments of Anakin Skywalker: (6/?)

[jedibetrayed]

really funny ,  you’re very mature . ( obi )

accepting                       ⇀                        random    dialogue    prompts   

another    snicker    escapes    him    before    it    can    be    muffled    by    warm    leather,    hand    pressed    to    smirking    lips,    though    the    expression    is    not    hidden,    bright    eyes    crinkling    with    the    sheer    force    of    his    mirth.    it    was    rather    funny,    all    else    forgotten.    forget    that    they    were    on    some    backwater    planet,    surrounded    by    enemies.    forget    that    they    were    fighting    tooth    and    nail    for    their    lives    mere    hours    ago.    forget    that    he'd    taken    lives    as    easily    as    breathing    mere    days    ago    to    protect    the    man    splayed    out    in    the    mud    at    his    feet.   

smile    dims,    hand    dropping    from    mouth    to    stretch    downwards.    a    peace    offering,    though    smile    remains    firmly    upon    handsome    features.    "    come,    master.    it'll    look    childish    to    the    troops    if    you're    seen    playing    in    the    mud.    "    teeth    bared,    head    cocked    to    the    side    as    he    awaits    the    familiar    weight    of    obi-wan's    hand    in    his    own.

[jedibetrayed]

what do you want most in the world ?

accepting                       ⇀                        random    dialogue    prompts   

what    could    he    say    that    wouldn't    send    alarm    bells    ringing    across    the    galaxy?    (    love,    devotion,    to    feel    real    )    .    righteous    curls    splay    across    the    plush    carpet,    bright    gaze    staring    thoughtfully    up    at    the    senator    perched    upon    the    chair    above    him.    it    seemed    only    right,    to    be    looking    up    at    her,    half-shadowed    (    illuminated    only    by    the    briefest    zipping    of    lights    through    the    windows    )    .    he    offers    a    smile,    half-hearted    and    tired    though    it    may    be    as    hands    both    gloved    and    bare    come    to    rest    upon    the    beating    of    his    heart.

"    i've    always    wanted    to    have    a    family.    my    mother    couldn't    have    children,    you    know    .    .    .    it    was    a    difficult    enough    affair    with    me.    "    childlike    dreams    of    siblings    running    amok    around    him,    the    fleeting    image    of    a    woman    so    like    padme,    stomach    round    with    babe    and    smile    soft    as    its    aimed    towards    him.    it's    left    unsaid,    however,    that    such    things    were    not    meant    for    him.    he'd    bucked    against    jedi    law    enough,    but    a    family    was    lost    to    him.    he    could    pretend,    here    in    her    apartments,    to    be    a    normal    man.    but    that's    all    it    would    ever    be.    fantasies,    like    children    playing    in    the    sand    at    a    life    they'd    never    know.

[jedibetrayed]

“Keep chasing everyone away… and there’ll be no one there to have your back when you need them.” ( obi )

accepting                       ⇀                        random    dialogue    prompts   

good    riddance    to    the    lot    of    them!    brilliant    blue    gaze    sweeps    along    the    destruction    wrought    upon    their    living    quarters,    bloodied    knuckles    pressed    to    the    pale    skin    of    his    cheek.    boney    elbows    precariously    balanced    upon    knees,    crouched    in    the    corner    like    some    feral    animal    to    be    tamed.    another    mission    gone    wrong,    another    life    lost    to    his    imperfections.  

  let    them    all    abandon    him,    let    him    rot    away    until    all    left    was    this    wicked    thing    that    lay    beneath    his    breastplate,    slithering    betwixt    aching    ribs    to    whisper    doubts    in    his    ears.    "    i    don't    need    any    of    them.    "    all    i    need    is    you!    can    you    not    hear    my    pleas?    voice    is    hoarse    when    it    finally    crackles    from    bloodied    maw,    face    uncleansed    from    battle    and    frame    finally    sinking    into    the    corner    it    had    chosen    upon    the    sound    of    footsteps.    it    was    obi-wan.    it    was    always    obi-wan    to    bring    him    back    from    that    edge.

[jedibetrayed]

why can’t we just talk about this ?

   accepting                ⇀        ᵗʰᵉ    𝑫𝑼𝑺𝑻𝒀    𝑻𝑶𝒀𝑩𝑶𝑿

barely    restrained    anger    is    set    upon    unsuspecting    weeds,    torn    from    the    ground    at    his    hip    in    favor    of    speaking    the    truth.    what    was    there    to    speak    of?    he    was    a    traitor    to    his    order,    a    broken    little    boy    forever    in    her    eyes!    "    what    is    there    to    speak    of,    padme?    what    would    you    ask    of    me?    "    for    if    you    only    told    him,    he    would    flay    himself    open    at    her    feet    for    even    the    barest    glimpse    of    her    smile.    her    happiness    meant    more    to    him    than    most,    held    aloft    on    a    pedestal,    far    removed    from    the    darkness    and    decay    of    the    world    he'd    come    to    know.

[jedibetrayed]

“Anger makes you careless.” ( obi )

accepting    ⇀    random dialogue prompts .

head    tilts,    teeth    on    edge    at    the    carless    whisper    of    obi-wan's    words    across    the    surface    of    his    mind.    fuel    to    flame,    each    syllable    to    pass    in    that    infuriatingly    gentle    tone    of    his    stoking    some    hidden    flame    within    his    heart    just    as    touch    brought    it    to    heel.    a    feral    dog    at    the    feet    of    its    master,    teeth    bared    and    bloody    to    any    who    may    grace    its    presence.

"    jedi    are    not    meant    to    feel    emotion,    master.    "    spoken    through    gritted    teeth,    hands    vicelike    in    their    grip    on    the    lightsaber    at    his    hip.    he'd    always    hated    these    missions    the    most,    the    jarring    voices    of    the    most    elite    speaking    of    them    as    they    were    little    more    than    dirt    upon    their    finery.    insults    thinly    veiled    by    compliments    to    the    jedi    for    their    protection,    all    the    while    spewing    filth    about    the    '    backwater    planets    '    that    scattered    the    galaxy    .

[jedibetrayed]

why are you looking at me like that ?

accepting    ⇀    

like    what    ?       like    my    salvation.    the    words    are    on    the    tip    of    his    tongue,    weighing    heavily    on    the    slithering    appendage    as    eyes    continue    to    take    in    the    sight    she    made    before    him.    haloed    by    the    setting    suns    shining    dimly    through    gleaming    windows,    chesnut    curls    set    alight    with    the    rosy    fingers    of    dawn's    gentle    caress.

instead,    a    smile    tugs    at    the    corners    of    his    mouth,    words    forgotten    in    favor    of    gathering    her    smaller    form    into    the    cradle    of    his    arms.    the    dark    and    the    light,    tangled    so    intrinsically    together    it    was    impossible    to    tell    where    one    began    and    one    ended.    fine    silks    brushing    against    well-worn    robes.    "    like    you're    the    most    beautiful    woman    i'll    ever    set    eye    on,    senator    amidala.    "    saccharine    sweet    words    drip    from    his    tongue    like    the    honeyed    desserts    he    remembered    stealing    from    the    kitchens    as    a    young    boy,    melting    and    coating    his    mouth    with    their    taste.

[jedibetrayed]

random dialogue prompts … sentence starters

“I’d keep you safe.”

“You’re nothing to me.”

“I wouldn’t advise that…”

“I wish I had your courage.”

“Anger makes you careless.”

“You can do it. Just don’t die.”

“A hero’s work is never done.”

“Do I really mean so little to you?”

“I’m not going to make a deal with you.”

“Everything is an illusion. Trust nothing.”

“You’re not as bad as they say you are.”

“You aren’t the person you think you are.”

“Do you learn nothing from your mistakes?”

“Don’t go rushing in. You’ll end up like them.”

“You have a lot of bite for someone so small.”

“Nothing I do will ever be good enough, will it?”

“Do you think redemption can really be earned?”

“I don’t need your forgiveness. I did nothing wrong.”

“I don’t need you to apologize. I need you to do better.”

“You think you have to prove yourself to me. You don’t.”

“If you don’t come back, I’m going to be very, very upset.”

“How can you possibly sleep with all this on your conscience?”

“You’re not a lost cause. Not enough people have told you that.”

“Have I ever given you a reason to doubt me? Don’t answer that.”

“There’s nothing to be said. Everything I could say, I already have.”

“I’ve been nothing but truthful with you… so, why won’t you trust me?”

“Considering the stories I’ve heard, I was expecting someone scarier.”

“Haven’t I given enough? Haven’t I lost enough? Haven’t I fought enough?”

“You never seem scared. You’re never caught off-guard. How do you do it?”

“I’m not the one for you. I’d only make your life worse, and we both know it.”

“I’m making us tea/coffee/hot cocoa, and then you’re telling me what’s wrong.”

“Can you just… just stop! Stop for a second and think about what you’re doing!”

“Something’s clearly going on. Keeping me in the dark about it won’t help anything.”

“I don’t need to justify myself to them/you. I know what I have to do. And I’m going to do it.”

“Keep chasing everyone away… and there’ll be no one there to have your back when you need them.”

[jedibetrayed]

oh ani.... hold me like u did by the lake on Naboo,,,,,

i'm gonna hold u so gently it's crazy , c'mere right now