#darth vader nsft

[xstarkillerx]

The Gentle Wrath of Unburned Vader

Warning for: dubcon/noncon, manipulative language

"I could never punish you like I do the others... you always think that my love, will always outweigh my anger."

You are captured after trying to escape the Alzamec of Winsit, the sith cult on Mustafar that Worships Lord Darth Vader. Vader makes sure you know how much it hurts him to punish you.

This audio definitely feels like unburned Vader playing favourits in the worst way. I love this audio so much I wanted to post the full 25 minutes instead of just a segment, especially because it's more narrative based. I unfourtunately with tumblr's video limits I had to settle with just linking the original post. But yeah, love Vader, love unburned vader, love this audio a bunch.great sound design too.

Tag list // masterlist

@hanasnx

[obibabywan]

tw non con, spicy 🌶️ vaderwan

the original version can be seen on my twitter and blusky: obibabywan

Some vaderwan spicy art, as I promised for tonight, ft. trans old man Obi, captured by V to be his personal stress relief 💦

[miscellaneous-problematic-fun]

Back on my bullshit 🤪🙃😔

[friendamedes]

innovator? inside of him????

[mydeaddovedungeon]

Obi-wan lost in Mustafar and Anakin cut him then took him as prisoner to be his pet, it is a twisted love. Why Obi-wan has boobies? it's Stewjon biology

[te-ipsum-occidere]

INTRODUCTION

[ANYTHING IN RED IS EITHER MY FAVORITE OR VERY IMPORTANT]

✮ Anakin ▴ Ekkreth (eek-rith)

◘ Red ▴ vain ▴ vein ▴ narc ▴ void ▴ space ▴ star ▴ novaself

✮ Mentally 46 》 Physically 21

◘ Redpresentic ▴ Nabooic ▴ Tattoinean ▴ (Violent) Dog NPD.

✮ NPD holder ▴ Anger Holder ▴ Violence Holder

◘ cisNPD ▴ cisDID ▴ cisautism ▴ trisharmful ▴ trishateful ▴ trismurderer ▴ +more.

✮ Tags and opinions below the cut because I ramble.

⚠️ WARNING ⚠️

This blog is for venting my frustrations and anger so I don't hurt people in real life. This blog will have gore, blood, nsft/nsfw posts, necro posts and general violence. This is your warning to block me if that will upset you.

BOUNDARIES

✮ Do not flirt (/r) with me. I am/was married to Padmé. Respect that or fuck off. Being sexual is fine (and even encouraged) though.

◘ Do not call me Darth Vader unless I tell you too. (Very unlikely).

✮ I don't care about any discourse. Don't hurt anyone who doesn't want to be hurt. Not that fucking hard to understand.

◘ You can ask me anything you like, though you may be insulted if I think your question is stupid.

✮ I don't really do that DNI shit because it doesn't work, but I am my source. I am the real Anakin Skywalker. So if you are a """double""" of me, fuck off. You are not wanted here.

TAGS

【✮】 . . . viscera - original posts

【✮】 . . . venae - genders

【✮】 . . . sanguis - transIDs

【✮】 . . . cerebrum - NPD posts

【⛦】 . . . ardor - NSFW/NSFT posts

【⛦】 . . . mordices - aesthetic shit

【⛦】 . . . primordium - source related posts

【⛦】 . . . oculus - random reblogs

[mutatiio]

sup!! welcome to mutatiio!!

this is a selective and mutuals only multi-muse (featuring star wars characters). canon divergent and headcanon based.

affiliated with : @mayxthexforce / @rottingkiss / @badgebroken / @jeditrash / @misfittcd

activity : low main : darth maul and anakin skywalker secondary : bode akuna request only : dryden vos

discord is available for mutuals.

written by break ( 25 | non-binary | they/them )

carrd.    ©. rules under the cut.

portrayal. this blog is heavily headcanon based. my interpretations for maul and anakin come largely from legends with a mix of current canon stuff. i have made a relationship section for my muses to hopefully make this a little easier. if you ever have any questions then feel free to ask. i know everything makes sense in my head, but due to books/movies/shows having vastly different characterisations, i know it can be confusing.

plotting. i love plotting. if you ever have any ideas at all please send them to me and i will do the same for you. however, sometimes unplotted things for a first interaction can be very nice and a natural way to see how our muses mesh together. format i default to the style of my current writing partner. if you don’t have icons then i won’t use icons. if you do, i will. i’m not too fussed about it.

sequels. i don’t like the sequels. more than happy to write with the characters in some capacity, but things gotta shift around a bit. i deeply dislike reylo so i won’t be following if i see that you’re posting it on the dash a lot.

shipping. i ship chemistry. just because i ship my character with one version of a character doesn’t mean i’ll ship them with every version. do not follow me if you ship: incest, padawan x master (even if it's an au where they're not - i feel the same way about this as i would aging up a character just to ship), clone x clone, underage characters with adults. maul is awkward. shipping is not at all a priority that i have for him. however, i do ship obimaul. feel free to either block my tag for it or not follow at all. anidala is not my preferred anakin ship and i likely will not be writing it unless it develops very naturally. bode is difficult to ship with since he is still very much in love with his deceased wife. dryden is difficult just as a person generally.

duplicates. i will not be following anyone back who writes maul or anakin. this is for my own comfort and has nothing to do with anyone else. so if i have not followed you back and you write either of them, that's why. some exceptions apply.

tagging. i will be tagging obvious triggers. as a warning, due to the nature of the characters i write, there will be mentions of abuse, childhood trauma, slavery and murder. i will be reading mutuals rules and trying to tag everything. please let me know if i make a mistake!! anything suggestive will be tagged as ‘tw suggestive’ or ‘nsft’. i would appreciate seizure mentions being tagged.

mains/exclusives. i am happy to do mains should we interact a lot. this mostly means that my first ideas for the characters we write together will go to you before anyone else. asks i get sent in relation to your character(s) are likely to be answered in regards to the verses that we have plotted. exclusives are going to be very rare as i do not wish to cut myself off from anyone. exclusives are for people i write/plot with a lot. i will only be interacting with your version of the character. should the blog go inactive, exclusives will be removed. i will not be writing with any obi-wan other than mayxthexforce - i will not follow single-blogs of obi-wan, but may follow back if he's on a multimuse.

anakin. i am not at all interested in writing anakin during his time as darth vader. therefore, my anakin will be au based. everything up until his fall is the same. everything surrounding the fall will change according to the verse i'm writing in.

oc's. i’m extremely oc and crossover friendly. i am always open to any original characters or crossovers. however, please don't assume relationships. i have no interest in oc siblings or oc children of any of my muses unless discussed. also, i have no interest in oc's who are just married to a canon character by default. please don't come to me and tell me something like maul wants to kill my muse because they're married to obi-wan.

dni. do not come near me if you are ableist, aphobic, homophobic, racist or transphobic. if you ship obikin or anisoka then begone. if you write any content relating to j.k. rowling (including aus).

[kiwikipedia]

Just How Far Will We Fall, Dear Friends?

Fandom: Star Wars: The Clone Wars, Star Wars (Prequel Trilogy)

Rating: M (Dead Dove, Do Not Eat)

Summery: Cin Drallig survives Order 66— because instead of killing him, Vader drags him to Palpatine to keep as a... trophy. Dead Dove Themes

AO3

Reiterating, this contains dead dove themes, while not explicit in detail, they're there and this is your last warning for them. Please proceed at your own risk.

A chain and collar was something that one could get used to— if they were into that sort of thing, Cin Drallig supposed.

It was one of his lighter thoughts as of late— one of his few thoughts that really was his as of late, to be fair, as he lay, still and hurting, with blood dripping from his nose and his touch with the Force stifled to just drops of what it had been before. It could have been more, he supposed, if he simply allowed his mind to be borne raw and open to those around him— those few Force sensitives around him.

Palpatine— no, Sidious— and Ana— Skywa— Voyager? Vader. Vader. That was the name. That was the name of the once energetic boy he had taught now.

Though how many of his thoughts and memories were still there behind his meager walls now was the real question. Behind the walls that had been torn open, torn to shreds just as his body had been whenever the Sith decided to take him— just for fun because he thrived off of the pain of others.

Cin hadn’t been phased by the act of penetration, nor the size—he was hardly a saint, after all. Saesee had been larger by a sizable margin.

No. The pain came from humiliation and helplessness at first, and the lack of preparation because taking it dry was painful. And of course, the lightning and choking to hold him down had certainly contributed to his pain, and all that did was get the Sith off even more as he writhed and bit back noises of pain.

That had happened so long ago… or it felt that way, at least. He wasn't sure how long it had been, exactly.

And as the days wore on, Cin felt himself slipping, felt his mind slipping.

Claws and darkness tore into his mind because Sidious wanted secrets he couldn’t give— he hadn’t even known Kenobi was alive still, hadn’t known that Vos was alive, that Tano was alive, that there had been other survivors, much less any locations. He had prayed for death as Sidious wrapped a sparking hand around his neck and nothing but pain in his mind as it was torn open again.

He had patched up what he could when he was given a few hours of respite, chained to Sidious’s throne. Like some sort of pet, though he had realized long ago that was what Sidious wanted.

Sometimes, Sidious allowed for Vader and for the Inquisitors to have their way with him.

Vader seemed to release some of his own pain by breaking Cin’s bones or just simply throwing him around with the Force. His fingers hadn’t set correctly, and he knew that if by some miracle he managed to escape, his entire left hand would have to be rebroken or removed. He couldn’t close it. His right hand was a bit better, he could close it, though the bones ground together painfully.

The Grand Inquisitor was particularly brutal— because of course he was. Why had Cin expected anything different?

He had killed his brothers and sisters and siblings on that horrid night, slaughtered the others Cin had thought of as his children. Just like he had with him. He had fallen to the dark and had no qualms about ruining Cin. And Sidious had loved to watch Cin squirm the first time the Inquisitor had decided to take him, head pressed hard down against the hard floor of the throne room and at a brutal pace.

( Sidious liked to drag that suppressed memory up from time to time. Cin had no choice but to let him because his own force wasn’t even a goddamn spark in comparison to the Sith anymore. Not with the suppressing collar around his neck. He had no way to build up walls strong enough to even hope to resist Sidious. )

Sidious had tossed him to the old Commanders of the Jedi— the Purge Troopers they were called now— and that… Cin wasn’t sure if he preferred the shattered ribs or the burning pain from his legs after that. Both had been equally painful. He had closed his eyes and refused to look as they toyed with him, unaware or maybe uncaring that Cin remembered every word that the other Jedi had told them about the Clones— the praises and pride they had in them before the Fall.

It hurt.

And even now he tried not to move, eyes unfocused as he gazed upwards to the never-ending gloom of the ceiling above, it still hurt. Everything did. Every breath he took hurt.

How many days had it been since Undul- no- Sawn- no- Barr- no- 

Who was it? Which one had been killed? Who was it that Vader had just come by to gloat to him about upon his return?

Koth? Infil’a? Cho’na Bene?

He closed his eyes, taking a few deep breaths before he slowly sat up, chains clinking as he did so. Around his wrists and ankles, around his neck. He wiped the blood from his nose, reaching out for the meager force that managed to go unsuppressed and searching for a center as he calmed his breathing.

Sidious wouldn’t return for another… twenty minutes, hopefully. The man didn’t sleep in his throne after all, and while Cin knew his aged body would protest the hard floor of the throne room, it was far better than being in the Emperor’s bed.

There were few mercies in this world now, that was simply one of them. He’d prefer to be chained to the throne than chained to the bed. Small mercies.

He had to remind himself that it was small mercies that kept him going.

And yet... 

How long had it been? A month? A year? How much longer would it continue to hurt? Until he succumbed to being nothing more than a mindless, soulless doll at the Emperor’s side, one that he could show off and tell those who still sympathized with the Jedi that he and his student had destroyed the Order? Or until Sidious decided that it was enough, that he was bored and killed him?

He didn’t know.

The Order’s Battlemaster fell that day, when the Clones stormed the Temple, but Cin Drallig had yet to be released.

And it hurt so much.

I should stop kicking Characters around but damn there's so much potential for Cin Angst? And no one does it? Anyways.

[xstarkillerx]

Vader's Self-Loathing

TW: infliction of pain, burning mention, body mention

People don't quite understand the extent of Vader's self-loathing, which is understandable. It runs fucking deep, longstanding, visceral, irrational. It's carved canyons into his neural pathways that all veer toward a violent, burning rage that fizzles out into hopelessness in the later years of his life. For now, the fire burns. Imagine you knew him, Anakin, admired him, loved him maybe, in the way one loves a man clearly occupied by another, even if he can't publically show it. But you knew him well, enough to see the signs and know that Vader is Anakin Skywalker in the few months you've been in his court. He clung to you, something familiar, something warm, something willing; of fucking course you fell into his bed. "All those years of training," you rasp through a tired, hoarse voice. "Sculping your body to perfection, AND YOU BURNED IT ALL! FOR WHAT?!" You practically scream in his face. His metal fingers squeeze your waist at a bruising weight, the joints and ligaments pinch wounds into your flesh, punishing, urging, awaiting your next words "You piece of shit," Your tone is biting, teeth gritted in pain at the way he grips your waist and moves you up and down on his cock. "You selfish piece of shit, you were beautiful. Your body deserved to be mumified. You were so fucking beautiful Anakin—"

"Say than name again and I'll make you bleed from the inside."

People have lost their lives talking to him the way you do, but they don't feel the way it makes him twitch inside you. No, his self-hatred tells you to keep talking while he fucks you so hard you can't walk the next day. Fucking go on, tell him what he already knows, what's been ringing in his head for decades. He won't choke you, he won't cover your mouth, he wants to hear it while you wince in pain.

[xstarkillerx]

Genuine question, how fucked up am I allowed to go with my Vader HCS cause I boy I have an absolutely horrendous one