#A Flicker of Light

[takadasaiko]

“Rise, my boy. I trust the medical staff has taken good care of you.”

“Yes, my emperor,” he answered easily, pulling a chuckle from the old husk of a Sith as Luke straightened.

“Your father too holds little regard for them.” Interesting. Palpatine wanted him to know that he knew how little the younger Skywalker thought of Coruscant’s best. But did he know that Luke had slipped out and where he'd been? Force knew there were layers to every word he uttered. It kept people guessing as to just how far his visions took him, just how much he Saw, and if they could truly get something past him. Just because he hadn’t been hauled out for the first public execution didn’t mean that he was in the clear. Or Mara. Or his father.

“I fear I don’t have the patience for medical staff in general,” Luke answered and that seemed to amuse his father’s master.

“Or for protocol.”

Luke found gold eyes focused on him and he felt his father touch his mind over their bond, looking for what this might all be about.

Palpatine’s focus remained solely on Luke though. “Did you not think I would discover that you have been making moves to undermine Grand Moff Tarkin?”

There it was. He had two choices: grovel and beg for forgiveness or stand firmly by his decision, protocol be damned. Not that anyone in his position would have been fool enough to choose the former. Luke squared his shoulders and tilted his chin a little higher. “Tarkin’s own hubris was delaying your weapon, my emperor.” Palpatine motioned for him to continue as he studied him intently. Any word could land him in an early grave and everyone in the room knew it. “He wants the credit for a project that he doesn’t have the technical knowledge to scrape the surface of what’s been created. Krennec knows that, and knows that once the project is done that Tarkin would toss him away for the glory.”

“But not you?”

Luke shrugged as nonchalantly as he could manage. “I convinced him that I see his worth. He’ll complete the weapon with confidence that he’ll receive assignments following its completion.”

“And if he does not?”

“The decision is ultimately yours, my emperor. My intention was simply to move a project that Tarkin had stalled forward.”

Palpatine flashed a smile of rotten teeth and nodded. “Good. Very good,” he offered. “Come closer, Natus. Lord Vader.”

The two men moved closer and Luke caught Mara’s gaze very briefly. She didn’t seem to have anymore insight than he did.

One thin, bony hand reached out and a Red Guard approached, setting a device down for all to see. As the robed figure moved away, Palpatine’s fingers twitched and the device whirled, an image leaping up from it to show the bridge of the Death Star. Tarkin stood waiting, Krennec sulking behind him, but it was the scientist that the Emperor spoke to. “Director Krennec, Lord Natus speaks very highly of the weapon you have built for me. Are you prepared to prove its worth?”

A startled expression was shared by both the Moff and Science Director, but the latter stepped forward, bending in reverence as he spoke. “At your command, my Emperor,” he answered, his voice trembling ever so slightly.

“You may fire when ready.”

[angelamcss]

2.02 | 2.05

[spookyratking]

ROBLOX PRESSURE FAN GAMERS UNITE !!!!

[maines]

WANDAVISION 1.08 | AGATHA ALL ALONG 1.05

if only you would teach me! help me, please!

[maxanor]

BRIDGERTON | Season 3, Episode 8, “Into the Light”

[mossycobblestonewrites]

DC X DP PROMPT #4

Danny was one of the people hired to design/build the Watchtower. He got attached to it during this time and the space station is now considered as a part of his haunt.

This is the JLD's first time on the Watchtower, they IMMEDIATLY know what's up.

LJD: did you take a supernatural entities property or something?

LD: what? No! The lights are just like that :)

Danny, still employed on the Watchtower: Space go brrr

[emmaziadarcy]

HOUSE OF THE DRAGON 1.06 || 1.07 || 2.02

[strawberrybyers]

the outfit parallels to season 1 are going to put me in a god damn coma,, if you hear nervous laughing sorry that’s just me because WHAT THE FUCK

[arkieve]

a jegulus fic where it's dual pov and james' pov plays out like a romcom and regulus' pov is pure horror.

[shartfinz]

let me help you

[takadasaiko]

Doing some writing on A Flicker of Light and the Skywalker boys may be the death of me 😭

He knew. Or at least he knew part of it and had only assumed he knew the rest. If he truly understood who Leia had been, the whole station would be in flames already. Or, at the very least, the infamous Lord Vader would be slicing his way through every person who had at least an ounce of responsibility in his daughter’s death. But he didn’t know. And Luke couldn’t tell him. His oath to Bail Organa to keep the secret meant little now that they were all dead and gone, but sooner or later Luke’s father would realize Mara had been the one to sacrifice Leia to Palpatine. The fact that it had been for Luke wouldn’t matter. Blood was blood, and despite how vehemently Vader denied it, Luke was sure Anakin Skywalker lurked somewhere deep below the loathing and the rage. So there he was, just as he started: alone.

[souporsaladnatural]

being in the supernatural fandom is like being in a school where the lights flicker every day, and whenever they go out for a second half the kids scream bloody murder and the other half roll their eyes, and then the lights come back on and everything's fine. but one day... one day the lights are going to go out. and when they come back. there will be a season 16 announcement

[angelamcss]

1.02 | 2.01

[outofcontextanimash]

[nyaagolor]

I like to think that the WAA is super haunted because the ghost lawyers got bored and want smth to do

[jenanigans1207]

I just love the idea that Cas and Dean actually manage to be sneaky in the beginning of their relationship, keeping it secret not because they don’t trust Sam or are ashamed but because they need to feel solid in it themselves before they tell anyone. So they’ve actually done a spectacular job of keeping quiet and not getting caught.

And then one day Cas and Dean are sitting at the table in the bunker kitchen, half asleep while Cas sips coffee and Dean munches halfheartedly on soggy cereal, when Sam comes back from his morning run.

“There you guys are!” He says as he pulls his headphones out of his ears. “I’ve been waiting for you to get up!”

“Why?” Dean asks, dropping his spoon into his bowl and splashing a little milk over the side. “You find us a case?”

Sam shakes his head as he heads to the fridge for a bottle of water. “I think there’s something wrong with the bunker.”

“What kind of something?” Dean asks, casting a curious glance around.

The bunker had seemed fine to him. Nothing strange had happened. No weird noises, no strange smells, nothing creepy or daunting that was outside of the ordinary as far as living completely underground went.

“Well, the lights have been acting weird.” Sam begins, thinking. “And the electricity will just randomly short out. It’s like all the fuses blow at once, or something, even when nothing has changed.”

Dean, still half asleep and only a few sips into his own coffee, doesn’t immediately make the connection. But Cas seems to go incredibly still across the table from him.

“Huh.” Dean says, pushing his bowl away and reaching for his mug. “I haven’t seen any of that. When is this happening?”

Dean still hasn’t pieced it together, but Cas is sending him a solid, desperate stare over the rim of his own mug. Dean’s mind is trying to kick on, to figure it out, and then Sam says—

“Well, most recently was last night. You were already in bed. And Cas— I don’t know where you were.”

And oh. Oh. Dean understands now.

Because yeah, he had been in bed last night. It just so happens that Cas had been in his bed, too. And they were— busy, but sleeping isn’t exactly what they were doing.

Dean purposely does not meet Cas’s gaze.

“Weird.” Dean says with a shrug that he hopes is nonchalant.

“Yeah,” Cas finally manages to agree, his fingers tight around his mug. “That is strange, I haven’t noticed it, either. We’ll have to keep an eye out for it and address it if it’s an electrical issue.”

Sam, beautiful, sweet Sam, doesn’t seem to notice anything amiss. He shrugs. “Yeah, just let me know if you notice it. Maybe it’s just a weird fluke.”

And it will be awhile yet before Sam understands why this only happens when he’s alone in the bunker at night, why it never happens when Dean and Cas stay up with him to the early hours of the morning to research. Sam will live confused but peacefully oblivious for as long as they can all get away with.