#marka ragnos x reader

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Opinion on the absolute ANCIENT history of Star Wars legends? Meaning Tulak Hord, Marka Ragnos and such

Anon I am SO SO SO SORRY this took me forever to answer. I loved the ask so much that I wanted to have the perfect mood and ambiance for when I answered it. Suffice it to say that that hasn't happened for a good while now. But I sincerely hope that you are still lurking around this blog and get a chance to see my response. I cannot express how excited this ask has made me!! I harbor an extremely unhealthy obsession with ancient Sith lords and their lore

I'm going to start off by saying that, if we were in the Star Wars universe I would have already become a Sith lord. Due SOLELY to how much Darkside lore I read~🖤❤️

I swear whenever I see a new Sith lord my brain goes: "Omg he's so ugly." Then he proceeds to live in my head rent-free for three days and on the third night, I find myself dreaming of making out with him... this has happened one too many times...It might be a little bit concerning. XD

Tulak Hord gives off major samurai vibes so I feel like he does follow some sorta Sith honor code. That being said he most likely acquires his darling as either a war trophy from some rival or conquered planet. Or she's a wide-eyed Acolyte who he can twist into his perfect darling. 

He's also so pretty and I want to kiss him so badly!!

 I'd love to be his little darling, a war trophy won in battle. Kept locked away within his fortress. A prize none but him are worthy to see. 

After each bloody campaign, he returns to you, his starlight. A dividend that keeps him fighting, keeps him tethered to the dark side of the force. He fights to provide you with an empire, to win your praises at his many accomplishments. 

 Little does he know of the aversion you harbor for him.

Tulak Hord the monster who took everything from you.  

No, but to be fair, I'd still be MADLY in love with him. Just imagine Lord Hord coming home from the battlefield, bloodied and still high off his bloodlust. 

Imagine straddling him as you lovingly peel off his bloodied armor. Kissing his flesh every time it appears from under his armor. He'd run his clawed gauntlets over your back tracing your spine. Making you shiver from the frigid steel. Your warmth feels welcoming, innocent, he longs to corrupt it. 

Then obviously kissing when you get to his helmet. Deep and passionate. Filled with hate and love. Out of fear, you've learned to play your role as a doubtful lover, a devoted wife, to a fault. 

"The universe is more complicated than you could ever imagine, starlight. Be thankful that I've shielded you away from all its inconsistencies."

It's getting harder and harder to remember why you resist him so much. Why push him away when his presence is so overwhelming? Consuming you wholly. 

"Thank you, my lord." 

NOW...

If you were his Acolyte things would play out a bit differently. He'd have trained you for so many years. Building you up to be the ultimate weapon and simultaneously his ideal darling. You're too far gone, mistaking toxins for affection. You've learned to cherish every bruise and broken bone that comes from him.

You were such a naive little girl when he first took an interest in you. Now he's morphed you into the scourge of the battlefield. The mere mention of your name sends generals running away in fear. 

He finds you after every campaign. Permits you the honor of washing his armor and tending to his wounds. Basking in the way your nimble fingers apply bacta to what little scars he may have received. 

Tulak is such a tremendous master. Personally seeing to your wellbeing and recovery. 

He pulls you onto his lap, kissing your open wounds as he stitches them for you. Sometimes he pulls his helmet up and plunges his tongue into the trauma lapping at the blood and broken muscles as he ravishes in your delightful moans. He'll whisper sweet praises into your ears, telling you how proud he is of all you've accomplished, what a stupendous sith lord you shall make someday, ruling by his side. All while his iron-clad fingers work bruises into your soft flesh. 

You are his perfect little doll.

Tulak Hord's perfect little acolyte.

Would it be wrong to say that I kinda want to be Marka Ragnos' concubine? Or just his pretty little princess who's always at his beck and call!! Look he's literally a giant hulking red alien with golden horns... what's not to love!! 

Plus I'd give anything to just sit on his lap as he holds court. Tracing patterns across his chest and relishing in the feeling of his claws scraping across your flesh, leaving his mark even when he's focused on galactic domination. 

Prior to that Marka would totally dress you in the most ethereal dresses!! All lavish golds and blood reds. Somedays they'd be full-blown multilayered dresses and other days (when he wants to show a bit more dominance) he'll have you wearing danity silk dresses that show more skin than you are comfortable with. 

He'd also shower you with praises throughout the day. Calling you his "sweet little princess" and "pretty girl". look getting called "pretty girl" by a sith lord is free therapy and I am HERE for it😤😍😤😍. 

I also have this random headcanon that Marka Ragnose is (in some ways) a father figure to Vitita/Valkorion/Tenebrae. That being said it's only logical for Marka Ragnos' darling to be (younger) Vitita's mother figure. In a twisted forceful way, they're kinda like a happy family. Also forced Yandere family is one of my fav tropes, so I had to reference it here lol. 

Okay, guys seriously this ask has made me so happy since the MOMENT I got it!! If anyone wants to send in asks for any Star Wars Sith lords (well-known ones, obscure ones, hated/loved ones) my ask box is wide open. 

In conclusion, I've been collecting Sith Lords to simp over like an 8-year-old collects Pokemon cards. Sith lords are unconventionally HOT and I'd totally be down to be there sweet little darling !! Like please just let me be a Sith Lord's cute little side piece, the eye candy that hangs off his arm. His pretty little bunny girl that'll do anything to please him.

(*Concerningly looks down at the pride and self-respect I just smashed.* "Whoops...that wasn't supposed to happen") 

Anon I think I answered your question with these little stories. I am very much IN LOVE with the ancient Sith lords. And it doesn't just stop at Tulak and Marka. I literally NEED a harm of Sith lords. Look they may not be conventionally handsome, but there's something about "the dark forces warping their appearance" that makes me go absolutely feral!! 🤣🤣😍😍

[local-neko-girl]

Chapter Eleven:

“That was an… interesting experience,” he said, head still in a buzz.

She sat in her usual chair and wiped the blood from her mouth. Her whole body seemed to calm down now instead of react how it used to. Maybe it was a result of when she was at Malachor. Or maybe it was something about him.

“I… I think I need to go to my quarters,” he said, surprised at how drained he felt.

“That’s a normal feeling. I would like to escort you, to make sure you get there safely,” she replied.

He stood and was a little uneasy, but waited until his equilibrium balanced out.

“Very well, I do appreciate that,” he said to her.

“Wait,” she said and walked up to him.

He was curious was she was doing now. She licked her sleeve where she wiped her own blood, and brought it up to his neck, removing the blood that was there. There were small puncture marks left behind under the blood.

“There, that’s better,” she said.

They left his office, him leading the way. She made sure he was alright as he walked. He held his composure well, but started to feel weak again. They were thankfully close to his quarters. Funny thing was, his quarters were only a corridor away from hers. Once he reached them and went inside, she followed to make sure he didn’t fall and knock himself unconscious. Once inside, she saw he had similar artwork from his office in his quarters.

He went and sat on his bed, feeling light-headed again. She looked at him and he had his head in his hands.

“A quick nap should fix how you’re feeling,” she commented.

She sat in a chair close by and watched him a moment.

“So, why did you choose yourself over Price?” she asked. “You could have had anyone be my donor. Why you?”

He took a moment until the dizziness passed then looked at her and realized… her eyes were blue again.

“I was intrigued,” was all he managed to tell her.

“So, I don’t think Dooku ever reported it, but there’s a lot that goes into feedings. Especially when you leave the donor alive. Not only am I able to see your thoughts and feel your feelings, I have seen your past. I’ve seen the essence of all you are.”

He leans back into his bed, looking up at the ceiling.

“No, that was not in the report.”

Words were getting hard for him, suddenly he desperately wanted to sleep. He tried to push through the fog, but he was barely there.

She could sense how curious he was by nature, and how intrigued he was over her words. She gets up and walks over to him, and sits next to him on his bed a moment.

“We are now linked more than you realize. I will tell you more after you sleep.”

But at her final words, he has fallen asleep. She hears his mind silence and feels the calm of slumber wash over him. Arvanna decides to move him gently so that he is laying properly in his bed, head on the pillow as she covers him slightly. She wondered about going to her own quarters, but as tradition was she always stayed by her donor. So she took off her boots and laid on the other side of his bed, not as nervous as she used to be in the beginning of all this. As she lay there, she looked at him. He looked so peaceful in his sleep. She took a moment and recalled Dooku’s face after the first feeding, and Rex’s. Thrawn seemed so calm compared to them. So controlled. She closed her own eyes and quickly sleep took her.

***Dream***

When she opened her eyes, she was back on Korriban. But the blood wasn’t there this time. It looked like the first time she had been there, untouched. As she began walking up the path, she saw a figure at the top. She wondered who it was this time. And as she got closer, she saw the blue skin.

“Thrawn?” she called out.

The man turned, and to her surprise it indeed was Thrawn.

“What are you doing here?” she asked, confused.

Never before had a donor been here with her in person. Well, minus Rex in real life.

“I am not sure where I am. Where is this place?” he asked her.

“This is Korriban, resting place of many once powerful Sith. Including my father.”

“Your father?” he repeated curiously.

“This is his temple. The temple of Marka Ragnos.”

“Have you been here before?” he asked as she got to the top with him and they stood at the entrance.

“Many times, both in this plane and in real life. What I’m wondering is why are you here. Never before has one I’ve fed off been here in this plane.”

They both hear a rumble from inside, almost like a soft growl. Arvanna instinctively put herself in front of Thrawn, to protect him.

“Can we go inside?” he asked her. “I’ve never been to such a place.”

She could sense his curiosity at the place, intrigued by how ancient it was.

“Stay behind me,” she instructed.

He nods and they walk forward inside. As they enter the chamber, she can sense his awe at the structure of the place. Based off his art and artifacts around his office and room, he liked to appreciate and collect things. They continued through the whole temple, and finally came to her fathers room.

“This place is beautiful,” Thrawn says, admiring all the work put into the temple.

“Thank you, blue one,” a voice called out in the main chamber they stepped into.

Thrawn looked around surprised.

“There’s someone else here?” he was surprised.

“My father,” she said and he looked at her a little confused.

“But.. isn’t your father—“ he began.

“Dead? Long since blue one,” the voice answered. “I’m not exactly dead. You can never truly kill one like me.”

They walked further into the chamber and up to the statue of her father. Thrawn touched the base of it, admiring the craftsmanship and how well the stone has held up to ages of being here.

Arvanna could sense a figure appear behind them, so she moved around Thrawn to face it.

It was her father, the same semi-solid ghostly apparition she saw recently in her sleep. Thrawn turns and see’s him as well.

“Are you Marka Ragnos?” he asked.

“Indeed, the one and only,” Ragnos held out his arms in pride, for him to get a full look at him.

“Father, why is he here?” Arvanna asked and nodded to Thrawn.

“His mind chose to come here of its own accord. Since you are now with a partial link, he can travel where you travel. He is quite powerful, to be able to walk the plane as he does.”

Marka Ragnos walks up to his daughter, then looks down at her since he towers over her with his height. He puts a hand on her shoulder, and gains a sense that her father isn’t going to harm him.

“Who is this?” he asks her.

“I am Grand Admiral Thrawn of the Galactic Empire,” he softly bows, respectfully.

Ragnos pauses a moment and looks the man over, analyzing him. A hum comes from Ragnos and he smirks.

“Mitth'raw'nuruodo,” he softly says.

Thrawn is shocked to his core.

“How do you know that?”

“That is your true name in your native tongue correct?” Ragnos asks.

“It is,” Thrawn says softly. “But how did you know that?”

“I’m a Sanguine, we are able to read thoughts and go deeper than any Jedi or Force User ever can.”

Ragnos turns to his daughter again.

“He is strong, your new lover?” he asked.

She blushed profusely and slapped her fathers arm softly.

“Don’t say that! It’s not like that..” she muttered.

“Give it time,” her father says and she glared at him with embarrassment. “Live donors always become our partners.”

Thrawn was intrigued by his words. Partner? Lover?

“Just as Dooku was, and Rex.”

“Dooku was your lover?” Thrawn was surprised.

She sighs. “We… we kept it a secret. But it wasn’t love. It was power he wished for. So I knew I had to cut things off. That’s… that’s the other reason I left the Sepratists.”

“She was still naive then, but she learned from those mistakes,” Ragnos added. “I am proud of the path you’ve chosen.”

“It is the only path to choose,” she said and bowed her head.

“That’s my good girl,” her father said and pat her head like a child.

She couldn’t help but always feel comforted by her father. She never got to know either of her parents, not that she remembered him when she was growing up. Things were getting complicated then. All her siblings had blamed her for their mothers death. And she knew it was her fault, after all.

Ragnos turned to Thrawn and looked him up and down again.

“You will treat my daughter right, won’t you?”

She slapped his arm again in protest, but Thrawn surprised her.

“Of course, sir. No harm shall ever come to your daughter.”

She looked at Thrawn, and he was serious. He wasn’t just saying it to him.

“You’re worthy, more worthy than any before you. Don’t ruin it.”

*** End Dream ***

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Yandere drabbles (not fics, but equally as sweet)

Just shorter yandere ideas that me and the anons have come up with. If you're not in the mood to read long format 'x reader' stories then these goodies are perfect for you! Feel free to add/further discuss any ideas you may have regarding these snippets. Full Masterlists Here and Here

💜General

Genie's clothing brand (Melancholy and Pitch)

Yandere x Reader X Platonic!Yandere

Marry Me

If evil why husband?

Why did you start writing Yandere?

The darling with no attention span

Is he mentally unhinged?

They're perfect!!

My favorite Disney prince

My spirit is in the 70's

And now I have become her

My two types

💋💋💋

Just say I love you!!

This one is for the hot girlies

My aesthetic

How I write a resume

Nostalgia

I chose violence

I need more...

I have QUESTIONS

Men...

Fav Authors

Transformers terminology

The sons of sand😍🤩😍🤩

Tanjiro moodboard

Literal "bloodbath"

💜Genshin impact

▹▹General 

Just a dream

▹▹ Wriothesley

Yandere Werewolf Wriothesley

Yandere Werewolf Wriothesley part 2

Wriothesley's cute housewife

Making out with Wriothesley

You're so perfect. You're so scary

Wriothesley's cheerleader

▹▹Neuvillette

Neuvillette and darling at a ball

▹▹Scaramouch

Fluffy Scaramouch

Scaramouche x Ballarina!Reader

💜Barbie

Kens w/ self-harming reader

Kens w/ a Barbie who liked them before

How to love a Ken

Ken w/ a reader who has intrusive thoughts

Ken kidnapping a human

KEN-cerning

Fate

💜Star Wars

▹▹General 

💞Mandalorians💞

Anakin Skywalker and Darth Maul sharing a darling

🥰Head Empty Just Them🥰

An idea (ft. Maul, Anakin and Baby Luke and Leia)

Spoiled sith lords

Domestic life with Darth Maul and Anakin Skywalker

Future Sith lords drabbles

Maul's robotic legs and Grievous' body

A random cheerleader Au (read the comments)

Star Wars Prequel Analysis

Kiss the Mask (Yandere! Sith Lords)

Ancient Sith Lords(Marka Ragnos and Tulak Hord)

▹▹Anakin Skywalker

Anakin falling for his Padawan

Ghostface Anakin

Ghostface! Anakin future ideas

▹▹Darth Maul

Darth Maul taking a Nightsister as his queen

Darth Maul origins

Extracts from Darth Maul's journal

Pain and Pleasure ft. Darth Maul

▹▹Obi Wan Kenobi

"I'm staying with Obi Wan"

▹▹General Grievous

Cyborg lovers unite

The Bride of Grievous

▹▹Boba Fett

Yandere! Boba Fett x reader (Ft. Fennec Shand)

▹▹Clones

Yandere Fives

The clones sharing their lover

▹▹Savage Opress

Yandere!Savage and nightsister darling

▹▹Luke Skywalker

Luke my prince 😍

▹▹Revan

General yandere Revan headcanons

Revan w/ an unwilling and willing darling

▹▹Sol

Sol repressing his emotions

💜Dune

▹▹General

Paul and Feyd being cousins

Feyd my babyboi!!

Chase scene

Emperor Paul Atreides

💜Twisted Wonderland

General

Leona Kingscholar vs Fellow Honest

Dorm Leaders as french expressions

▹▹Fellow Honest

Fellow Honest feeding his darling sweets

Fellow Honest and his Darling (first/initial take)

Fellow Honest buying his darling luxurious gifts

Fellow Honest and his foxy nature

💜Marvel

▹▹ Tony Stark (Ironman)

Do it for HIM!

▹▹ Miles Morales

The prowler and 42!Spidergirl

▹▹Megneto

Megneto my love

💜Important/social commentary

Iranians and the Occupation of Palestine

💜Tokyo Revengers

Bonten!Baji

💜Jujutsu Kaisen

How to get an obsession

💜Honkai Star Rail

Boothill x Housewife!Darling

Never disrupt Boothill's naptime

Yandere!Boothill x Nihility Reader

Yandere!Sunday feeding his darling ice cream

💜Marvel

Yandere! Bucky Barnes moodboard

💜Wuthering waves

Somehow, this blew up🤷🏽‍♀️