#expressive darth vader

[taffycatart]

He can’t help but feel proud. Based on this post.

[gcballet]

Star Wars as tweets/textposts pt.2

<- | SW | ->

[cheesenames]

one thing that really gets me in rotj is when luke is first captured, right as he’s calmly insisting that vader still has good in him, vader (standing behind him) ignites his lightsaber and you see this flicker of fear on luke’s face, then acceptance. i think luke went into this situation knowing conceptually that he would probably die, but this is the moment where the reality of that sets in, and he really has to accept the possibility that his father might destroy him and decide again whether he trusts him not to

[ventresses]

Star Wars: Revenge of the Sith (5/?)

Star Wars + Text Posts & Headlines

[paracosm-draw]

But I'm sorry there's no way Obi-Wan hadn't heard about Darth Vader in 10 kriffin years, even living as a hermit on Tatooine's deepest shit hole

The man traumatized the entire galaxy for the totality of his reign and Obi-Wan "most precious Darth Vader's trophy" Kenobi doesn't know about it ? Come on

[shalinshah]

Title: The dark forces

[jurijurijurious]

More old art circa 2000-2003, mostly Star Wars. I used to have so much patience. Smart phones and adulthood have fucked my brain, I'm certain.

A couple of unfinished ones. A ripped half naked Dook! Fighting Sidious in a fanfic scene, I believe. And a villain montage.

Finally a drawing based on my OG Star Wars fanfic. The main character was an OC who in retrospect was absolutely a Mary Sue. But so what? She was also the OG Jurious, I adopted her mantel as my online alter ego and it's stuck.

[archives-of-genevieve]

Costume Express Magazine 2008

Pre-Disney Star Wars costumes

[thisisareallymeaningfulurl]

Having a rough day, friends. My family had to put down one of my sweet boys today. Rest easy, Rocket Man. I know Victor and daddy Sly Guy missed you.

[lightwise]

Y’all…I am…this is….just incredible.

[nerdykindacrafty]

I know.

I should be sleeping, but how can you sleep when you have to figure out which nerdy combo tie clip and cufflink will match with your wife's earrings!

It's a dilemma all men face and yes, we could go basic, but where's the fun in that?

Show off your dark side. Take a ride to Hogwarts. Visit a lost world. Twice.

We have the accessories you need to complete your outfit.

Great as a gift, or for yourself.

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[501st-rexster]

The ending we absolutely need.

Fox: Before you kill me, I have to say something. Vader: Proceed. Fox: I was doing my kriffing job, you karking nutcase. Since there were so many clones you supposedly cared about, you should understand that. You should be mad at the supreme chancellor, not me. Now make it quick. I've been dying to die since I arrived on this stupid planet. Vader: ... Obi-Wan: And that is how your father resolved things with your uncle Fox and began his path back to the light. Not long after, the remaining Jedi felt the darkness lift and heard the news that the new chancellor-- Leia: Uncle Fox! Obi-Wan, chuckling: Yes, Uncle Fox. We heard he was welcoming the Jedi back to Coruscant, so we returned. Luke: Is that when Uncle Fox met Uncle Quin? Obi-Wan: Well--Hm...That is a story for another time. But it is when they were reunited. Leia: And they lived happily ever after~. Luke: Like you and Uncle Cody~. Obi-Wan, smiling: Indeed. Sleep tight, children.

[gffa]

To be fair to the comic artist, I'm pretty sure any of us would make that exact same expression when coming face to face with Darth Vader.

[darkenedseraph]

Glow up

Pairings: Hayden Christensen x Young Wife

Warnings: Domestic Bliss and Fluff

Authors note: if he ever gets Botox that’s the day an angel has lost its wings

Hayden wasn’t old. He refused to believe it.

Sure, the years had given him a few crinkles at the corners of his eyes and maybe a couple of grays in his scruff, but that only made him look more distinguished—at least, that’s what he told himself.

And then you came along.

You, with your dewy skin and endless energy, bouncing around the house in your cozy shorts and oversized sweaters, making him feel ancient. You, who had an entire routine for your skin that took longer than his entire morning shower. You, who would gasp dramatically when he admitted he washed his face with bar soap—as if he’d committed some kind of crime.

Tonight was one of those nights. You were sitting cross-legged on the bathroom counter, your favorite silk robe slipping off one shoulder as you meticulously worked through your nighttime routine. Hayden, fresh out of the shower, stood by the sink in just his sweatpants, rubbing a towel through his damp hair.

You caught sight of him in the mirror and sighed. “You’re doing it again lovie.”

He arched an eyebrow. “Doing what?”

“Destroying your skin.” You turned, giving him a pointed look. “Come here.”

He smirked, arms crossed. “And if I don’t?”

“Then I’ll tell everyone Darth Vader uses three-in-one body wash.”

His jaw dropped, feigning offense. “That’s low, baby.”

You just giggled and patted the space beside you. “Come on, old man. Time to get educated.”

He grumbled under his breath but stepped closer, standing between your legs as you studied his face like it was some kind of project. Your fingers skimmed over his jaw, thumbs tracing the slight roughness of his scruff.

“You have nice skin, but you don’t take care of it,” you mused, tilting his chin up slightly.

“I do take care of it. I wash it,” he defended.

“With what?”

His silence was damning.

You sighed dramatically before reaching for a bottle of cleanser. “Okay, first step: cleansing. This one’s gentle, and it won’t strip your skin.”

“I like my skin stripped,” he joked.

You shot him a look. “Well, I like your skin soft, so we’re doing this my way.”

He chuckled, letting you lather up the cleanser before spreading it across his face with delicate fingers. His eyes fluttered shut as you massaged it in slow circles, the soft touch surprisingly soothing.

“See?” you murmured. “This isn’t so bad, right?”

His voice was quieter when he answered, “Not bad at all.”

After rinsing his face, you reached for a small jar of moisturizer.

“Now, we hydrate.”

He eyed the cream skeptically. “That looks thick.”

“Because it is. your skin needs it.” You scooped some onto your fingers, dabbing it across his face before gently smoothing it in. His skin drank it up, and you smiled, satisfied.

“There,” you said, giving his cheek a light pat. “Perfect.”

Hayden’s hands settled on your thighs, squeezing slightly. “You enjoy bossing me around, don’t you?”

“Absolutely,” you grinned.

He hummed, studying you with that soft, unreadable expression that made your heart flutter. His hands drifted up, fingertips tracing along the curve of your waist beneath your robe. “You take such good care of me.”

You rolled your eyes, playful. “Someone has to.”

His lips quirked. “And here I thought I was the one taking care of you.”

“You do,” you admitted, wrapping your arms around his neck. “In all the ways that matter.”

His gaze softened. “You teach me a lot, you know.”

You tilted your head. “About skincare?”

He chuckled. “About life. About keeping up with the world. About…” He exhaled, running a hand through your hair. “About feeling young again.”

Your teasing smile faded into something gentler, more affectionate.

“You are young,” you whispered, pressing your forehead to his. “You’re just seasoned.”

He groaned. “God, you make me sound like a steak.”

You giggled, pressing a kiss to his lips soft, warm, and full of love. When you pulled back, you whispered, “A very handsome, very well-moisturized steak.”

His laughter rumbled through his chest as he pulled you even closer. “I love you, you know that?”

You smiled, brushing your fingers through his damp curls. “Yeah, I know.”

And as he kissed you again, slow and deep, you knew you’d be teaching him a lot more than just skincare for years to come.

[schemelin]

Watched The Empire Strikes Back. will implode in exactly 5 seconds

just finished watching Star Wars (1977) for the first time

[seattlesellie]

ellie x plushies obsessed reader hq’s

or

ellie beefing with plushies for 40 minutes straight

or

ellie fucks u with a plushie <3

♡ first of all, dont get it wrong. ellie buys you the actual plushies she has this ongoing beef with. she straight up walks around town, probably dealing or some shit, and then she just sees a plushie that is so you from the window of a kids store, and she staright up runs to get it. jesses all like “where the f-….” and one second later, he sees her standing in line, holding a pink squishmallow ready to pull out her credit card. “sorry” she mouthes to him. “for my girl”

♡ as much as ellie loves to see your face light up when she comes home with a limited edition sanrio plushie, she loves trolling you even more. shed literally see a demonic looking plushie and get it for you, only to see how upset you get over it. shit makes her laugh so hard. shes all giggling like “wh- babe its pretty!! look at its eyes its like he sees through you- s’romantic actually”, she speaks, trying to hold her laughter. youre standing there, simply baffled, just staring at her. “ellie. that is a spongebob plushie and it looks deranged- and why is he missing a shoe?!” you question. she just huffs and says “i dont know” with a guilty look on her face. when you deadpan her she just says “i wanted to see what its feet look like” ¿¿¿ you shove her and she gets all offended and says “pfft… you dont get it” you tell her that monstrosity is not welcomed in your home and she ends up. sleeping with it. every night. ellie sleeps with a spongebob plushie (i hc ellie as being a spongebob lover btw i know shed be quoting him like hes kafka)

♡ one night, you walk to your room, the door is like half closed and you just keep hearing sounds of huffing and muffled breaths. you take a peak, and you literally see ellie flipping off and mouthing “fuck you” to all of your little plushies. youre standing there with this shocked expression, baffled to see your girlfriend pretending to punch the plushies and whispering at them to fuck off. you walk in, and ellie turns to look at you and she looks so guilty, like joel just caught her eating cookies at 3am. “ellie. what are you doing?” you question. she huffs, rolls her her eyes, ���they were looking at me weird”

♡ youre naked together, cuddled up after getting your pussy destroyed, and ellie takes out two plushies from behind her. “this is you” she points at the pink ribboned plushie, “and this is me” she points at the black squishmallow. she takes both of them in her hands, bumps them together, and begins demonstrating her wonderful show. the black squishmallow is humping the pink one from the back. ellie pants heavily. “els.” you say, warning her. she gives you a sly look. “mmmhm ellie” she moans. “fuckkk ellie- so so good” youre so shocked, you cover your eyes under the blanket before you even think to grab them off her hands. “taking it so good” she says with a darth-vader like voice. “fuck me harder please” she mocks in a high pitched voice and starts moaning like a porn star. your cheeks are so hot you cant even move. “gonna cum- ellie lemme cum” shes screaming now, youre pretty sure your neighbors can hear. you start kicking her beneath the blanket, and that only makes it worse “ellieeeeee get me pregnant” she yells and moans louder and louder. youre basically assaulting her legs now, pushing her away, which leads her to finish her wonderful spectacle with a “best ive ever had ellie. best ive ever had” youre screaming and yelling at her for sexually harassing your dolls and shes laughing like a maniac, literal tears fall from her eyes. “ooooh-“ she wipes a tear. “that was so fucking funny” she speaks, holding her stomach wheezing. “not funny” you deadpan. “too funny. ahh- shouldve been a comedian” she says. she shouldnt.

♡ shes buried deep inside, your leg resting on her shoulder, tears falling from your eyes from how good, how intensely shes fucking you. a white creamy circle starts forming on her strap. “you crying?” she teases, squeezing your cheeks together forcefully. “mhm-mhm ellie” you whine, cunt flooded with pleasure, and pain, because its so big, and shes so fast. “cry some more” she commands, panting over you. “taking me so so good… my good girl” she coos, lost in the feeling of the harness bumping her clit, and her girl coming undone beneath her. “cant take it… too much!” you plead. shes circling your clit, so slow, just to torture you some more. her hand stops squeezing your tit, and theres a little surprise shes holding on to. “take it” she commands, and places the plushie on your chest, staring directly into your eyes. “hug it for me. gonna make it easier, fuck” she rambles, feeling her own orgasm coming closer and closer. “el- so- so” you cry out, mumbling incoherently and squeezing the doll so tight its eyes almost pop. “jesus christ- cute, so fucking- cute” she pants. her breathing gets heavier and heavier and shes pushing the strap inside even deeper, squeezing out your arousal. “god damn” she growls.