#cw darth vader

[thefastestelementalmasteralive]

procrastinating school work so let me talk about my starwars (Anakin) aus

There's that lion!Vader Au, if I named it I don't remember the name but basically, either Anakin doesn't tell Padme where he's going or she doesn't go to Mustafar. might actually have R2D2 with Padme as her bodyguard or Anakin just didn't want r2 to know what he did to the separatist leaders. anakin doesn't come back from Mustafar because when he leaves the planet, the force decides 'okay, enough atrocities for the next... two decades.' and transforms him into a lion and sends him to a green planet. Sidious finds him a year later and decides to just build a gladiator ring and throw him in there to execute the people he wants dead on television.

19 years later Luke, Leia, Obi-Wan, Ahsoka, Padme, Cody, and Rex all get captured and are sentenced to be executed as a group with some other non-important people. Anakin eats the non-important people and vaguely recognizes some but tries to kill Luke and Leia because he doesn't recognize them.

SITS au - sith in the senate au - me trying to explore my favorite arc (mortis) and what would have happened if Anakin left with the son (and the daughter) and the father let Ahsoka and Obi-wan go thirty minutes later but Anakin is nowhere in sight when they go back to the real world. this is also the au where the Tusken massacre is really addressed in this au, in others it didn't happen, obviously in lion!vader it did since it only changes in rots. i don't know if it's really a character study that I'm doing for this au but I'm actually writing an essay on Anakin for my writing class and I'm so using elements from this for that and from that for this.

(please- someone stop me from making Barriss run away from the Jedi and Anakin adopting Barriss after she ends up on Tatooine and Anakin gets over his initial feeling of 'YOU D:<')

14!au. i have no other name for it as of right now.

anakin gets found by Palpatine and Shmi dies (i think) but surely its not Palpatine's fault :0

Anyway, Palpatine finds Anakin at like... 5 and adopts him and brings him on his path to becoming chancellor and then the clone wars start at the Naboo blockade, Palpatine started cloning **early**. no, I have no idea how old Jango Fett is, why do you ask? anakin befriends some of the clones and takes an interest in politics because he thinks he can convince then senate to stop creating clones and just recruit normal civilians to the army.

this au is inspired by Hazbin Hotel song 'you didn't know' and some brave group of clones tries to plead their case to the senate, ankin watches in on it, nala se mentions the chips in the kaminoan rebuttal of clone rights and Anakin FREAKS. palpatine tries to calm him saying 'they are to control them, they're dangerous otherwise' and basically dooms himself. also, Anakin specifically has wings. see, I subscribe to the thinking of 'Anakin can shapeshift due to his unstable DNA' Edit: I Found it! @thewildballyntynesgrow or mballyntyne on Ao3 with their series 'A Wild Thing to Tame'. Anakin leaves taking a majority of the coruscant guard with him and goes back to Tatooine and starts freeing a whole bunch of planets over the years. the meeting in the senate takes place when he is fourteen, the empire starts when he is seventeen. Anakin adopts Boba and Galen Marek. anakin and the freed outer rim either hide rebel bases or use their revolutions as distractions for the empire.

Retconned rebel Anakin Au. aka, Barriss is the same age as Anakin and befriends him and Ferus eventually befriends him, and Anakin is closer to those two and some others than Obi-wan and Ahsoka (who is Obi-wan's padawan) Barriss never bombs the temple, the empire rises but the original empire dies like a year into the reign and another emperor rises.... Emperor Obi-wan Kenobi and his daughter Ahsoka how are both overly attached to rebel leader Anakin Skywalker and are both trying to adopt him and turn him to their side... by kidnapping Anakin's family. (rexanidala). anakin adopts so many kids, most of them are force-sensitive and want to fight so he lets them reluctantly but those not young enough to choose or fight are sent to live with Rex, Padme, Luke, Leia, and their grandparents; Dooku and Plo.

Ventress and Anakin Swap au, sort of. anakin got nabbed from his mom by Dooku. Dooku never found Ventress, Obi-wan does instead. Obi does not train Ventress but they are friends forever after. ventress tries forcefully redeeming the seventeen-eighteen year old Sith lord and it only sort of works. he defects but really only after he finds out about the slavery in creating battle droids. Anakin isn't really a separatist general, he just has a specialized group of droids that he rebuilds after fights with Jedi. he never fights clones with droids.

after defecting Anakin plans with Ventress and decides to free the outer rim then take the former slaves that will join him and start up a third party to the war. inspired by 'blood oath' by the art of pleasing princes.

okay so for this next au, named Anakin Umakkar, The rain storm. sources are ADragonsFriend and @fialleril or fialleril on a03, and @clawedandcute or ClawedandCute (Adi_Fire) on a03. and songs this au is inspired by for this au is (and in order) Puppeteer, Done For, Hell is Forever, There are Other Ways, What Did I Miss? and Respectless.

Umakkar was a name I first read about in a book called 'Elder sisters' by ADragonsFriend. I first heard about Ekkreth in Fialleril's books. the concept of Anakin staying on Tatooine was inspired by ClawedandCute's book and au 'The Accidental Sith'

Anyway, Qui-gon and the queen's ship never stops on Tatooine, but the clone wars do not start early. a solid two months into the Clone Wars, it is revealed that Jabba the Hutt has been dead for a year, and Tatooine has freed itself from the huts. Senator Padme Amidala and Jedi Obi-wan Kenobi (and Padawan Ahsoka Tano) are sent to Tatooine to try to get Tatooine to align with the republic. now please listen to Puppeteer and Done For (no, Anakin does not turn any clones into pigs, just like any non-clone serving in the army ). once Obi-wan draws his lightsaber on Anakin, Anakin just swipes it away, unhurt, and has him and other... three (Cody, Padme, and Ahsoka)locked up until he decided to hear them out. (cue hell is forever, the last lines being, "the freed outer rim has found both the separatists and the republic to be the enemy" ya know due to their armies) then when it looks like Anakin is gonna do something to them to send a message to the republic, Obi-wan pleads with him and mentions the Sith Dooku mentioned and any evil smile on Anakin's face slips away into annoyance "Sidious, huh?" and in 'There are other ways' fashion tells obi-wan about Mortis and other wells in the force that might be better for the Jedi to focus at. when asked why he had that reaction to the 'Sidious' character, he implies that Sidious has reached out to him to join either side of the war, like once per side.

he sends Obi-Wan and the Clones that want to return on their way and a year later decides that enough is enough and heads to Coruscant under the pretense of negotiating. palpatine sets up a committee to welcome Tatooine to the republic only for 'respectless' to happen and Anakin starts arguing with Orn Free Taa, then Palpatine himself and once Palpatine leaves, turns to the Jedi in the room and says "yeah, you might want to look into that..." and leaves.

Detached Mortis god au: inspired by the ocean saga

switching up the timeline here, Rako Hardeen happens, the Wrong Jedi arc happens, *Then* mortis happens. Anakin is alone on Mortis, he decides to stay, Padme is pregnant, the empire rises, Padme survives and joins the rebellion, Ahsoka becomes Fulcrum. Obi-wan joins the rebellion to help train Luke and Leia. Luke, Leia, Han, Ezra and some others start on a mission, but it starts off rough. Ezra decides to pray to a Force Diety he or Ahsoka met once and the diety appears and decides to grant them safe passage to the actual start of the mission as long as they keep Ahsoka, who they meet up with later on the mission, safe. if they accept and fail, another god is going to have a really big problem with them. they accept and all goes well until the last day of the mission, everything falls apart and Ahsoka is separated from the group and captured. the gang decides they need to go back to base to think and plan. on their way back their ship is seemingly attacked but they cant tell by what, they crash land at base and get out of the ship, not the falcon, only to meet two dragon-like-creatures, and a portal opens and a very pissed Anakin steps out. he kidnaps a bunch of rebels and puts them in the world between worlds and tells them they only get their people back when Ahsoka is safe. Obi-Wan and Padme only make it to the hangar this goes down once Anakin has stepped back through the portal.

[trashcora]

ANAKIN SKYWALKER / DARTH VADER AHSOKA | Part 5: Shadow Warrior

[shapelytimber]

Do you think Vader keeps spare faces ?

[PRINT] - [COMMISSIONS]

A shower thought that got away from me...which to be fair is how you could describe a lot of my art-

Process below vvv

I should paint fleshy meat more often I had so much fun with it :))

[kagoutiss]

PDA! at the Empire

[erosmutt]

　★　Haunted　⨟　D. Vader

⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀❝The odor fills my presence, of freshly dug grave and death and night . . . these things are her essence. Nocturnal mistress, spirit lover . . . you are lust incarnate. In the sweat of my bed, the eastern sky hints of dawning. Alone and awake but exhausted I lie . . . oh how I hate the morning.❞

﹙characters﹚︰ Darth Vader

﹙pairing﹚︰ Darth Vader x WIFE!LILITH!Reader

﹙synopsis﹚︰Abstinence had been no issue for Vader, that is until you. Ensnaring his mind was much easier than expected, and so the two of you wed. Now, all he can do is sit idly by and watch as you enchant him. His mind deteriorates day by day, and as many times as he's tried to pull away, you reel him right back in.

﹙content warnings﹚︰blasphemy, use of god, goddess, savior, and priestess, Vader and reader both have a god/goddess kink/complex, period sex + oral, menstrual cycle is referred to as a 'moon time,' Vader is surviving without his suit on, blue eyed Vader my love

﹙word count﹚︰1.5K

﹙notes﹚︰ Happy Birthday to my sweet girl, Aurora. ♱ BUY ME A COFFEE? ♱ This was released early on MY PATREON. If you don't want to wait for releases, consider subscribing! The support encourages me to write more and provide more content for you all! ─⠀⠀WRITTEN BY EROSMUTT 25.05.03

"You look like sin."

Vader stands in the doorway of your shared chambers, watching as you stand on the balcony, looking out at the fiery, suffocating landscape of Mustafar. On the railing beside you is a bowl of red cherries, and when you turn around to face him, the lacy black number hanging off your frame swishing with the movement, he can see the blood red juice staining your lips, fingertips, and running down your inner forearm. "Ah, my love," you lick your lips. "You've returned."

He nods, pulling off his gloves, exposing his cybernetic limbs to your gaze as he makes his way to the bed where he sets down the parts of his armor he's slowly shedding one by one. "Yet again. I take it Piett took good care of you in my absence, yes?" He asks, finally removing his helmet, putting it on the dresser, accidentally knocking over a bottle of your perfume that he quickly stands back up.

When he turns to you look at you, you're staring at him, unblinking. "Come here," he beckons, holding a hand out to you. You make your way over, and his large hands find your hips, pulling you flush against him. "It's been agony without you," you murmur as he leans down, pressing a soft kiss to the corner of your mouth, tasting the lingering essence of cherry. "I can only imagine," he murmurs back.

He can feel that you're in pain through the Force, and the very thought of you experiencing any sort of discomfort eats away at him. "What is troubling you, my love?" He places a hand over your womb. "Your moon time has arrived, hasn't it?" Before you can even respond, he sighs softly, his breath warm against your face, gently ruffling the hair framing your face. "The pain of the cycle is natural, and it shall pass."

You let out a soft moan of discomfort, your hand coming up to gently cup his cheek, your thumb caressing the raised, scarred flesh beneath it. "It shall pass," you repeat, pressing a soft kiss to his chin. "I've told you..." you step back, and he steps forward, "...you can take this away from me..." you take another few steps until you feel the duvet on the bed against the back of your legs. "...don't you want to rid me of this curse?"

A shiver runs down his spine, and he swallows, trying to keep himself in check. "Bringing a child into this world is not very--" he cuts himself off as you lift a finger, signaling for him to be quiet. You sit down on the bed and lay back, propping yourself up on your elbows, and he immediately gets into position on top of you, his enormous form dwarfing you and his weight making the mattress dip much further than it should.

"My goddess," he whispers, voice full of reverence as his deep blue eyes search your face. An amused smile graces your lips as he exhales shakily. You can see the battle going on within his mind. he wants you, and he wants you now. "How pathetic," you chide, pushing him off you and climbing on top of him. You move back and lean down, leaving a trail of kisses down his beautifully scarred, pale skin. Pathetic? How dare you call him - Darth Vader, Dark Lord of the Sith - pathetic.

In a swift motion, he turns the both of you over once more. He stares down at you, his gaze filled with a primal, almost animalistic need. He pins you down to the bed, his body once more covering your own, his strength easily keeping you restrained. He leans down, his breath fanning against your face as he speaks. "You want to be dominant, is that it?" He growls, his grip on your wrists becoming bruising.

You huff out a soft, noiseless laugh. "You worship the ground I walk on," you retort. "And you worship me," he shoots back, his head dipping down to your neck, his lips nipping gently at your skin. He's in a playful mood now, enjoying the banter. "I am your god," he murmurs between soft kisses. His words alone prompt a moan from you, your back arching up off the bed. "Yes,"

Vader smirks against your skin, the sound of your pleasure like a melody to his ears. He moves down to your collarbone, his teeth grazing your flesh, leaving a trail of gentle bites in his wake. "You belong to me," he whispers, hands releasing your wrists to move to your hips. "Say it." "I'm yours," you whisper back. "You're my owner, my savior, my god." His ego swells, satisfaction rushing through him at your words. He moves lower, getting comfortable between your legs. "That's right, and you will wear my marks to prove it."

"Haa, keep talking," you say breathlessly, body writhing beneath him. Just his words are getting you off, and it's simultaneously the most pathetic and most arousing thing he's ever witnessed. "My little priestess, so eager," he coos, his fingers digging into the plush flesh of your thighs, pushing them apart and lifting them over his shoulders. "Every inch of you... from your flawless skin, to your quivering body, to your sweet pleas... it all belongs to me."

The metallic smell of blood and the musky scent of your arousal hits him, making him moan and nuzzle his face against the sticky, drying mess decorating your inner thighs. He absolutely adores when you free bleed - you make it so easy for him to worship you.

"Maker, you are vile," you whisper appreciatively, your arm coming to cover your face. He lets out a dry chuckle. "And yet, you are just as filthy." He murmurs before his mouth is on your sex, his tongue desperately working at your entrance. "Ohh-- filthy?" You ask. "Vile," he echoes. "Disgusting, corrupt, pathetic," he reiterates before going back to it, eating you out like a man starved. "I can't stand you," you moan, grinding your hips against his face. He smiles against you, pulling back for just enough air to taunt you. "Yes, you can, you adore me,"

Vader swallows before licking his lips, his eyes half lidded and trained on your glistening cunt. "Say my name," he murmurs, "the one I gave you permission to use." "Anakin," you moan, heels digging into his back. "Your god, my love," he smiles. You cry out, trying to move away from him, but to no avail. He has an iron grip on your thighs, and he presses his face against you further, his tongue delving into your hole, his nose pressed against your puffy clit. "Gods, I'm close,"

He's ruthless, his tongue relentless. He revels in the way you're writhing, and he wants nothing more than to see you come undone at his hand. "Cum for me, for your god," he growls, his voice rough. The effect of his words is almost immediate, and you arch your back up off the bed, hands tangling in the tousled sheets as you come undone, drenching his face in bloody release. He laps up the mess you've made in your pleasure, greedily cleaning you. He moans as he tastes you, savoring your essence. He rises to his knees, hovering over you. "Look at me," he commands.

You turn your head and open your eyes, cheeks flushed, eyes glistening with unshed tears of ecstasy. The lower half of his face is covered in a sticky mix of blood, saliva, and your release, and you can't help but admire the sight. "Look at you, love," he murmurs, "so beautiful, and you taste exquisite." Your cheeks flush a darker pink. "Stop," you whisper, no conviction in your voice. "Why should I? All I want to do is worship you, my goddess," he reaches out, his metallic fingers brushing against your soft skin in a gentle caress of patterns. "You're divine."

"Take me," you whisper, unable to take it anymore. Obliging, he climbs over you, leaning down and capturing your lips with his in a rough, brutal kiss, all tongue and teeth, his body pressing down on you, the entirety of his weight nearly suffocating. While the two of you kiss, your hands rest on his thick biceps while his hands fumble with the waistband of his underwear. His cock, thick and heavy, bounces free, hitting his stomach before settling intimidatingly against your sex.

Vader breaks the kiss, panting heavily as he presses his tip against your slick entrance, spreading precum into the mess. He takes your thighs and guides your legs to wrap around his waist. "Don't tempt me," you whisper, "because I won't let you back out." He can't help but shudder with part fear, part arousal at the threat, knowing that you're serious.

"Your body is a temple," he murmurs as his tip prods your hole, already starting to slip in with ease, "a temple of worship, worship of you," his chest heaves as he pushes himself inside, the squelching sound that accompanies his entrance making the warmth in his lower stomach churn quicker, "my lover, my mistress, my goddess," he sheathes himself inside your warm heat to the hilt, and he lets out a strangled groan, "in which I'll leave a gift, just for you."

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[butchvaderkin]

some anakin text post gifs for the people

[avianssphere]

now it’s time to get out of the desert and into the sun / even if it’s alone

[shibara]

Finished commission for @ozarlu-seda (PickledGuava on AO3), of their fic Looking For A Better Tomorrow

It was pretty fantastic to be asked to represent in an image not only the moment when a character reaches an emotional breakdown, but also why, and where it all came from.

It took quite some time and it's probably some of the most complex work I've ever made, so I'm happy and proud to finally show it to the world :D

[CW: blood, though not gore, it's more the metaphorical kind]

[hanasnx]

❝ hosanna. ❞

── darth vader x reader

MINORS DNI 18+ WORD COUNT: 1.3k SUMMARY: you live to serve your sith lord. NOTES: as a former christian child, this song speaks to me on a level i cant explain. it is not a testament to my current religious standpoint, this is not pro or anti anything. merely a song analysis format in the perspective of a darth vader smut writer. "hosanna" by hillsong united. @xstarkillerx heavily influenced this fic. WARNINGS: heavy religious themes | sexual content | coitus | unprotected sex | virginity loss | objectification | worship | size difference | mentioned: blood, suicide.

Heal my heart and make it clean.

“Please, my lord.” your desperate croak echoes against the floor as you press your forehead to the stone in your kneel. You beg not for traditional mercy, but rightful extinction. To bask in the company of the Sith Lord DARTH VADER can only mean one thing. Finally, your mistake will be remedied. You’ll be scorched from the face of this planet by his righteous fire, fit to continue your spiritual journey with the help of his guided and generous hand. When it raises to clench around your neck, to squeeze the life from you, your soul will escape your wretched and human body.

Open up my eyes to the things unseen.

Sights you cannot fathom, planes you cannot reach, heavens you are unallowed to cross all become possible in the benevolence of his presence. A great exhilaration, the cathartic rush you’ve been bound to chasing your entire lifespan is at your fingertips. They prickle in anticipation, driving you to near tears over the discovery of divinity. To be at his feet overwhelms you, and you’re wracked with sobs. The pilgrimage you’ve been tasked with is at its end. Darth Vader stands before you, and you cannot bring yourself to utter another word in fear.

Show me how to love like You have loved me.

You’re brought to stand. His hand cups your chin, and you burn from his touch. By his grip, he raises your gaze, and you scan the ample length of his imposing form. Cloaked in black, shrouded in terrifying mystery, your weeping is quieted in the presence of his glory. The image of his expressionless mask in front of you runs your blood cold. You’ve seen his likeness etched into your planet’s culture, yet that awe is incomparable to the one that roars through your veins now. Legends depict his dark figure as a hunter. An insatiable pursuant that stops at nothing until the galaxy is cleansed. His abysmal love for all things is shown through his relentless protection of it. With a step, he shakes the very crust of the terrain he walks upon; with a wave of his mighty hand, corrupt civilizations fall and armies stab themselves so as not to face him; under his leadership, his empire thrives and spreads to the untouched and the perverted in his name. Dry mouth struggles to swallow as he remains silent, doubtlessly counting your sins as he scrutinizes you. You always knew you were to be judged, and here it is. Yet, you’re stupefied. His thumb against you does not feel like you thought it would, pinching your skin coldly.

Break my heart for what breaks Yours.

“Do I displease you?” you whisper. A single tear breaks from your eye in your tremble, grazing your cheek as it falls. A knuckle comes to dab at the moisture, and you flinch. His encasing is to hide his unseeable majesty from the galaxy. It is said a single look upon his true self will devour you whole, tearing you to shreds where you stand, and blaze your eyes from their sockets. If you survive the encounter, you’ll live out the rest of your blackened life consumed by his image as the last thing you saw, in blind search of it through endless deserts. Already you condemn yourself, cursing your own household for its transgressions against him and his vision, your appearance is unsatisfactory, your soul has been dipped in gold to weigh down the scales. You’ve been too prideful, vain, greedy. How could you have ever hoped to be here with him when you’re a demon in skin? He senses it, he must. You will atone.

Everything I am for Your kingdom's cause.

There is nothing you won’t do in his name. There is nothing that will keep you from him. Your boundless devotion towards the Sith Lord cannot be bought, cannot be measured. You are his vessel, a path to reach others, your eyes are his eyes. Can he see himself through you? If he, a being of endless power, were to attempt to inhabit your body, would you combust into ashes under his boot? Still, you try. Storms bend to his will, mountains bow by his word. What could you offer to him that is not within his scope? “Anything.” you plea through a broken voice, your hands hooking into your outerwear to pull it off your shoulders. His hand releases your jaw, and you step back for any offense you may have caused. Since his command suspends, you continue. Your straps are tugged down, and your knees buckle, dropping to the ground. Desperately, lovingly, you bare yourself to him, you crawl to his feet in worship.

As I walk from earth into eternity.

There’s nothing you don’t give him throughout the night. Anything you can comprehend is surrendered to him. You’re afraid. While he’s inside you, you’re afraid. Rooted deep, sheathed inside your purity, touching sacred parts of you that has never been offered to anyone else. You’re afraid of him. He’s said nothing, exhalting himself using you as you’ve invited him to, but in your eyes he’d need not ask. You are his. Large hands grasp your torso, bunching up the fabrics of your clothes, ripping seams more and more with each thrust. The pain of consummation is one you thank him for with lachrymal essence dripping down the corners of your eyes, wetting your hairline. The sins of the flesh are a stranger to you, until he breaks your virginity, fucking you through the blood. So as not to surprise him, you swallow your cry with a palm over your lips. Disillusioned with your surroundings, focused on the heat where your bodies meet, you notice how he’s changed his pace. A gentler angle to his hips as he caresses your insides with his member. Regardless of its stiffness, the velvety outer layer is sweet against your walls. True rapture introduces itself to you, growing in pleasure with each stroke. His cape veils your nakedness to the outside world, shielding you as he presses you to him in a surprising demonstration of humanity. Symbolically, your forehead kisses the crest of his headpiece, a stark contrast from the stone you’d bowed on, he is showing you forgiveness. Humility. He is grateful. The sensation of being filled by him becomes not only bearable, but welcome. Your wails are no longer wracked with the despair of ache, but of staggering passion. Newfound life flows through you, rejuvenating you, manifesting in the beads of sweat on your brow, and the tears of thankfulness as they stream from your blurring gaze. On the edge of your peak, you take pride. He wants you. He wants you. He wants you.

Hosanna, Hosanna.

You can’t see yourself, but you’re outside your body. The warmth of existence embraces you, curling around you like smoke. There’s nothing but comfort here. Nothing but a stretch of unconditional love and acceptance. Finally, finally you’re here. You’ve reached your heavens. You can feel it all around you. It is the light. It is eternity. It is. It is. It is.

You are. You are. You are.

As you open your eyes, the fleeting feeling dissipates. The prickle softens, your breathing evens out, the white hot sensation of your orgasm passes over you. No. No. No. It was right there, it was in your hands. You’re alerted as he pulls from you, the wet sounds of your joint pleasures spill from your spasming entrance, pouring down your body that still remains. Your body that drew your soul back in from salvation. Darth Vader does not realize he’d given you a taste of the Force in his ecstasy, entwining your souls to see through each other’s eyes for one honored moment. Nor does he foresee the future of you begging for him over and over again, just for a mere taste of it at your climax.

[thechaoticfanartist]

they're both dead - grim kennet & darth vader

as long as there's light - @thechaoticfanartist | a broken family - @thechaoticfanartist | ghosts - @thechaoticfanartist | ivan the terrible and his son ivan - ilya repin | post by @thechaoticfanartist | star wars: rebels 02×21 twilight of the apprentice (part 2) | youth - daughter | tags via @jedi-valjean | the same vine - @thechaoticfanartist | post by @sawasawako-archived | post by @thechaoticfanartist | her brother - @thechaoticfanartist | rogue one: a star wars story (2016) | argument with a ghost - @thechaoticfanartist

[shapelytimber]

More sw sapphic au shitty little comics nxkdk and like last time you get one angsty and one silly :)

Darthfett, many years after the fall of the empire

And the hanleia one is specifically french lesbianism- sometimes I can't escape who I am

[COMMISSION]

Leia was so ready to date a butch weed dealer

This is my best shot at translating the idiom- does english have little sayings that are about being gay and smoking ? Or is it just a french thing... Because we have more than one that's for sure jfjfk

PS : link to a post explaining why Anakin uses she/her and Vader he/him in my au

[currentlyonstandbi]

i am never going to mentally, spiritually or emotionally recover from the way they flashed between anakin and vader during the force dream and memories because it was like! yes ! exactly! you cannot have one without the other! just because anakin made the right choice in the end by saving luke and killing the emperor (and sacrificing himself in the process) it doesn't mean he ever stopped being vader ! it was a decision made in selfish love that started it all and it was a decision made in selfish love that ended it all. the parts of anakin that make him vader are the parts of him that make him anakin !!!!

[thewistlingbadger]

ANAKIN must have spent so much time into finding out what happened to Ashoka. That little epilogue scene, how long after was that? Was it one of the first things he did? Did he forget about her? Why was he looking for her? Did he miss her and want her back, or did he think she'd be a threat? Or perhaps he was tasked with finding her

[lazerswordweilder]

I stayed silent as the doctor cut flesh off more of my leg, internally repeating the fact that I wasn’t in the suit anymore and it would grow back. “You’re very good at this Anakin.” Obi-Wan praised

“Mhm.” I replied, not really wanting to talk, I’d sat awake through many an operation before, and I’d ripped out my slave chip, as at the time I wasn’t confident enough to use the force on myself to get it out (I was worried I’d take my shoulder an arm with it, or accidently corrupt myself with something, I don't know, it just seemed the safer option).

Obi-Wan sucked in a breath and looked away at the wet squelching sound my leg made as the shrapnel was pulled out of it, I just kept watching, the sound made me cringe, but I was used to it, and the panic and nausea calmed down as I watched my leg, just my leg, just a little bit of shrapnel, just flesh that would quickly bounce back, not more cut away from my stumps.

“How are you keeping a straighter face than me?” Obi-Wan complained,

“Maybe we should do medical training together. A few first aid courses.” I recommended, let it never be said that Sidious had taught me nothing, that bastard.

Obi-Wan looked at me, interested and distracted

“You- you actually want to do something?” he asked

“I just suggested it didn’t I?” I asked rhetorically, he had actually gotten together a list of activities to try and convince me to do. I’d said no to all of them after skimming it, but had kept the list and read through it properly later, some of them were actually interesting, and I was leaning towards trying out ballet.

“With me?” Obi-Wan asked again

“Yes, together, if this happens again you can help, or, at least not get so squirmish.” I told him, putting on my best, I know this benefits you, but it’s really just for me, face.

“Yes!” Obi-Wan nearly-yelled, excited, then coughing his throat and calming down “I’ll sign us up, I’m sure it’ll be fun.”

I smiled.

6 - Masterpost

[oonaluna-art]

Skinning the children for a war drum Putting food on the table selling bombs and guns It's quicker and easier to eat your young

A few months back, I made this piece as a cover art for my fan fic, Our New Hope. I was proud of the work, and then I was left with a bit of a conundrum. I wasn't sure if I should share the original piece. I decided to go with the censored one, as that seemed like the safer option.

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[fundraising-with-audiobooks]

This is @dyspunktional-leviathan, and this is a new project for helping to fundraise for Gaza, Sudan, Congo, Tigray, possibly more in future. Send me proof of your donations, and I will make audiobooks.

If anyone wants to join the project, you're incredibly welcome! Please message this blog for that.

My current plan is $30 per chapter, but I am not familiar with that currency and this is my first time making audiobooks too, so that might change.

Example recording — Canticle of the Dragon, the first prologue of Dragons of Autumn Twilight (CW for mentions of war, mass death and displacement, gods turning against their subjects):

The further recordings will be posted on AO3, with links on this blog. This chapter on AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/58599967/chapters/149305654

For every $30 of donations for vetted Gaza evacuation fundraisers (get them here: @vetted-gaza-funds), I will record a chapter of Dragonlance, starting with Dragons of Autumn Twilight and going in release order.

For every $30 of donations for Crips4Esims4Gaza (https://chuffed.org/project/crips-for-esims-for-gaza), I will record a chapter of The Locked Tomb, starting with Gideon the Ninth.

For every $30 of donations for the Mutual Aim campaign (https://www.tumblr.com/ana-bananya/753577456030679040/here-is-an-update-on-the-mutual-aim-campaign-for) that fundraises for the charities helping Sudan, Congo and Tigray, I will record a chapter of Fialleril's Double Agent Vader (https://archiveofourown.org/series/286908).

If/when I'm done with one of these, I will choose a new thing to audiobook for each branch of the project.

@ficsforgaza could I get a promo?