#sith rey skywalker

[galactic-rhea]

More silly Luke Skysilverfoxwalker doodles

in my mind, almost nothing of the sequels is canon, but Luke is still grumpy and somewhat depressed, his dad tries to help tho

[firealder2005]

I drew a thing.

Sith Rey from my Whumpcember 2022 Day. 3 STORM fanfic on AO3!

Link Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/43330947

[334iwatchshit]

please remember that luke skywalker adopted rey and fin a few years after marrying din djarin and and opening his jedi school on mandalor with their green rat son.

[vikslotus]

bf material

[saphronethaleph]

Nothing Succeeds Like Succession

“Your hatred, your anger,” Sheev Palpatine said, chuckling in what he probably thought was a kindly fashion. “You want to kill me… that is what I want. Kill me, and my spirit will pass into you.”

Rey frowned.

“...I have several questions,” she said. “Firstly, uh… are you trans? Because there are more ethical ways to transition. I’m sure there must be less ethical ways as well, but I’m having trouble thinking of one right now.”

“What?” Palpatine said. “No. I’m not. I have access to matchless genetic engineers and the ability to transfer my spirit into a new body. Cease this nonsense.”

“You have to admit, it’s the first thing to come up,” Rey countered.

“I have to admit no such thing,” Palpatine said, crossly.

“Right,” Rey disagreed. “Anyway, moving on… how does that work, exactly?”

Palpatine tutted.

“I have the ability to transfer my spirit into another body,” he reiterated. “Like this one.”

“So that isn’t the body you were in when you were thrown down a shaft overlooking the Death Star reactor?” Rey asked. “Because, honestly, it looks like it was. If you were going to make a body why would it look like it was over a hundred years old and had been blown up at least once?”

“Because-” Palpatine began, then shook his head. “It doesn’t matter!”

“Only, I’ve heard about the Kaminoan clones,” Rey went on. “And I get that the average one would be physically about a hundred and thirty by now, but if your genetic engineers were matchless I just think you could have done, you know… yourself at forty years old.”

She shook her head. “But that’s not the important bit, not really. If you can transfer your spirit into another body, how does that work?”

“All the Sith live in me,” Palpatine said, in case Rey hadn’t heard that.

“That isn’t actually a very useful explanation,” Rey objected. “In fact, so far I haven’t heard anything that indicates you’re not just an insane clone who assumed he was my grandfather.”

“Insolent girl!” Palpatine snapped, then brought his temper under control. “It works, because it has worked for a thousand years. It is the Banite way.”

Rey looked blank.

“...the Rule of Two?” Palpatine tried. “The rule that there are always only two Sith, no more, and no less?”

“Okay,” Rey said. “Who’s the other one?”

Palpatine was silent for a moment.

“The position is open,” he conceded. “Open for you, my granddaughter! Strike me down and become the eternal Sith!”

“At which point there would still only be one,” Rey pointed out, helpfully. “What does Banite mean?”

“It is the way of the Sith!” Palpatine said.

“Helpful,” Rey said. “Well… actually, no, not helpful. Completely unhelpful.”

Palpatine sighed.

“Darth Bane was the last survivor of the Sith, somewhat more than a thousand years ago,” he said, with a semblance of patience. “To put an end to the infighting that had led the Sith to lose the war with the Jedi, he imposed the Rule of Two. That rule is that there will be a Master, to embody power, and an Apprentice, to strive for it. Eventually the Apprentice grows strong, and attempts to take power from the Master.”

Palpatine chuckled. “If the Apprentice is defeated, they were not strong enough. If the Apprentice wins, and slays their Master, then the power of the Master flows into the Apprentice – and the Master live on, in the new Master. And the cycle continues. So all Sith will live as one.”

“...I still have several questions,” Rey said.

Palpatine rolled his eyes.

“Of course you do,” he said. “And no doubt they will be as tiresome and tedious as your previous ones.”

“Who are you, then?” Rey asked. “Are you Sheev Palpatine?”

“Yes,” Palpatine answered. “Of course. You know this.”

“Just checking,” Rey replied. “Because it’s that or you’re Darth Bane. But you talked about Darth Bane in the third person. In the past tense. Which I think means that if this actually happened the you who’s speaking wouldn’t be the Master. Someone else would be.”

Palpatine looked vaguely troubled, then shook his head.

“It matters not!” he said. “You will strike me down, you will become Empress, and we will be one!”

“I’ve already pointed out some flaws there,” Rey countered. “But there’s something else, too. The way you described it, with the Apprentice killing the Master – that’s the way it’s worked for a thousand years?”

“For a thousand years!” Palpatine confirmed.

“It’s always been a Sith apprentice?” Rey pressed. “Always someone using the Dark Side of the Force?”

“Of course!” Palpatine declared. “We were secret from the Jedi for all that time!”

“Then it doesn’t actually sound like you know how this works very well,” Rey said. “You’ve been assuming that my striking you down would turn me into a Sith. But that’s not what happens when you strike down a Sith.”

Palpatine frowned.

“What are you talking about?” he asked.

“I thought it was obvious,” Rey replied. “The Jedi and the Sith went to war in the past, and the Jedi won. Which would be impossible if striking down a Sith made you a Sith. It’s just that up to this point all the people who this ritual has happened to are Sith. It doesn’t turn them into Sith, they were already Sith.”

She waved her hand. “The idea that killing a Sith makes you fall to the Dark Side actually sounds so ridiculously convenient for the Sith that I bet they’d say it a lot.”

“...Anakin Skywalker was not a Sith when he killed Count Dooku,” Palpatine said, reluctantly, as if he wasn’t quite sure if it was good or bad for his own argument. “And he fell to the Dark Side.”

“I’ve heard a lot about him,” Rey replied. “Mostly from Ben, who I think is a Vader superfan, he spent months using our weird connection to talk about it.”

“...what weird connection?” Palpatine asked.

“Oh, and just to be clear,” Rey added. “I know about the Force Lightning.”

Palpatine was distracted from the distraction from his original topic, and blinked at Rey.

“What,” he asked.

“I know about the Force Lightning,” Rey reiterated, drawing both lightsabers – Leia’s one and the Skywalker lightsaber. “You’re both armed and a man who’s credibly declared war on the whole galaxy, which I think makes you hostis sapiens generis.”

“Strike me down, and-” Palpatine said, and Rey did, on both the previously stated grounds and also because as an extremely old man who was literally asking for it it was probably more expedient than going to a specialist clinic.

“Rey?” Ben asked, a couple of minutes later, as he entered the underground room. “I get the idea you’re here?”

He waved the blue lightsaber around. “Thanks for this, by the way, because, uh… otherwise I really would have had trouble with my old followers. Just wondering, what was going on?”

“Oh, right,” Rey replied. “I should probably explain. Shut up.”

“Huh?” Ben asked.

“Not you, them,” Rey replied. “Since I passed you the lightsaber they’ve all been going on about a mythical dyad. I’ve got about… twenty Sith Lords in my head now.”

“Are you all right?” Ben said, worried. “How did that even happen?”

“I struck Palpatine down,” Rey replied. “Which, as he warned me, meant that the Sith passed into me… but, as they apparently didn’t realize, that doesn’t actually give them control or make me evil or anything. It’s just that everyone who’d done it before was a Sith.”

Ben absorbed that.

“Huh,” he said. “Are you okay?”

“I may need psychological counselling,” Rey replied. “But I’ve heard of intrusive thoughts and I think this doesn’t really rise much above that. Anyway, I’ve given the proper succession codes and told the Final Order to stop trying to shoot down the Resistance… any idea what I should do next?”

That made Ben pause.

“You’ve got twenty Sith Lords giving you suggestions?” he asked, still a bit hung up on that.

“Yes, but none of them are helpful in this situation,” Rey replied. “Plagueis, for example, is telling me to cut their pay, and I can’t even tell if that’s a good or bad move here because my main concept of money is dehydrated muffin portions.”

Ben had the feeling he had a very strange expression on his face right then.

“...dehydrated muffin portions?” he asked.

“Jakku was not a particularly pleasant place to grow up,” Rey replied. “And Sidious isn’t shutting up about how Naboo was just as bad because it had aliens. I think my grandfather’s mostly just racist.”

She shrugged. “Still, plus side, now the Sith are having an argument about which species is the best, so that should get them out of my hair for a while…”

[padmestrilogy]

may the fourth be with you!

[darth-memes]

[iluvsith]

“INFATUATION.”

an: my last post was actually terrible. Hope this one is better idk

warnings!- none.

Anakin Skywalker was many things.

A jedi, a soldier- perhaps even a fool at some points.

But goodness was he beautiful.

And, he was yours, utterly yours in every meaningful way. Hopelessly devoted, like a mortal worshiping a god- it was hard to think that he could ever stray from you, and you him, a mutual worship almost.

which led you to where you currently were.

The feeling of hair against your fingers as you threaded them through his thick, sandy blonde hair was relaxing, almost as much as it was for him, his much needed relief. Small groans leaving his plump lips as you scratch at his scalp, the lashes that rim his eyes fluttering shut in relief- and bliss as he leans into your tender hands.

He almost looked like a painting, a classic work of craftsmanship worthy of being hung up, displayed even. As his head was tilted back, small hums of satisfaction leaving his mouth, it was like looking at an angel, he was divine, angelic in all forms except spiritual.

His large hand wraps around your smaller one, directing it to another portion of his head, an almost desperate, touch starved longing in his touch. Hums of satisfaction, bliss maybe, continue to leave his pretty mouth, the sound ringing in your ears beautifully.

Glossy eyes open, the deep ocean blue of his eyes staring up at you, glazed over. It was suffocating, to a degree, like drowning- drowning in what was anakin skywalker.

But, as he looked up at you, those same suffocating blue eyes held a degree of love incomparable to any man before him. Thick lashes flutter shut once more as your hand continues to move, lost in thought.

He was yours, truly, utterly yours.

[thatcutenerdygirl]

I never actually realized that it was THIS big. Like, Anakin's great grand jedi uncle is Mace. And his great grand master on his "light side", is his "dark side" 's master's other apprentice.

And then Luke had the same master his father had, but then he also trained under Yoda, so Luke is Anakin's great grand Jedi uncle??

Updated version here

Even more updated version here

[firealder2005]

Whumpcember 2022 Day 3. STORMS

Featuring: rey and ben attempting to beat the living hell out of each other

AO3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/43330947

Enjoy!

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Red and purple clashed as the two opponents spun around each other, steam surrounding them. Jedi Knight Ben Solo ducked under the Sith’s attack before spinning his lightsaber around for a counterattack. The Sith blocked his blow with an expertly executed flip.

Ben took the slight pause to wipe his hair from his eyes, feeling his skin and dark hair wet from the pouring rain.

The two Force-wielders stood facing each other, both watching the other through narrowed eyes. The Sith was a young girl - younger than his own 29 standard years. Perhaps 19 or 20. She had brown hair tied into three buns, and wore a black wrap dress with red and purple accents. She had a scowl on her face and experimentally spun her two red sabers.

Ben clenched his fingers around his own. The purple crossguard crackled as it hummed through the pouring rain, steam rising into the air at each movement.

Of course he had to encounter a Sith, on a planet notorious for its storms, while searching for any remnant of the Kyber Crystal Project for the Death Stars.

That planet, of course, was Eadu.

And of course, the Sith he had run into, hellbent on the same mission as him, was the Emperor’s daughter - his apprentice, his heiress.

And Ben’s cousin.

“Had enough yet?” The Sith taunted, swishing her sabers through the air, making more steam arise from them. “Or is the Jedi getting tired?” she gave him a mocking smirk.

Ben growled, stamping down on the anger rising in him, and leaped forward for another attack. He had to get rid of her somehow, to give him time to get the Kyber Project and get out.

The girl yelled as she met his strike, and twirled around until she was at his back. At a hum of alarm from the Force, as well as the sabers behind him, Ben spun his crossguard behind his back to catch her killing strike just in time.

Her blades were crossed in an X, and Ben tensed his muscles and heaved upwards, a slight grin on his face as he saw the Sith’s lightsabers fling from her hands - before his own flew out of his own after the red blades.

Both Force-sensitives froze, watching with wide eyes, as their sabers plummeted down into a rocky gorge. 

Then the Sith pushed Ben aside, running to the gorge, and Ben dashed after her. He yanked on her ankle with the Force, making her trip and fall on the wet, rocky ground with an angry scream.

He reached the edge first, and groaned as he stared into the pitch black gorge.

Both sabers were deactivated, and while he could sense his kyber crystal, he couldn’t pinpoint where it was.

“You nerfherder!” the Sith yelled as she marched up to him after he turned around, water trickling down her face as the torrent of rain soaked her. “Now neither of us have our lightsabers! I hope you’re happy with yourself!”

Ben glared at her, tugging at his own soaked clothing. “Well, maybe if a certain somebody hadn’t tried to take my head off we wouldn’t be in this mess!”

She laughed. “Oh, that’s rich coming from a Jedi trying to steal the Empire’s secrets!” she jabbed a finger into his chest accusingly. “Now I have nothing to bring back to my parents!”

Ben scoffed. “Oh, the woes of a princess!” he exclaimed. “I’m surprised they even let you out - aren’t you supposed to be learning how to subject an entire Empire?”

“No,” the Sith sneered. “I’m learning how to better the Empire, thank you very much! In case you haven’t noticed, slavery rates have decresed significantly since Palpatine was killed, and human supremacy groups have been found, tried, and imprisoned for their bigotry.” she crossed her arms. “And what, exactly, have the Jedi - and your Rebellion,” she rolled her eyes at that. “Been doing? Causing nothing but problems, that’s what!”

“Our Rebellion is to restore the Republic!” Ben argued hotly. “How do you think all that slavery and bigotry became so vitriol? With the Empire!” He clenched his fists. “At least with the Republic no one person holds all the power!”

The Sith scoffed, opening her mouth - probably to defend her Empire again - but Ben continued onward; “Why are you so interested in the Kyber Project anyway?” he crossed his own arms, and the two glared at each other. “Building another Death Star, perhaps?”

The girl’s brown eyes flashed, a bit of amber crossing the iris, before she vehemently denied his words.

“We’re doing no such thing!” she hissed. “My father would never - and nor would my mother!”

“Then what are you here for?” Ben asked, frowning. “Why do you need it?”

The Sith stared at him through narrowed eyes, then replied; “If you help me get my lightsaber back, I will tell you.”

Ben considered her request.

“As long as I get my lightsaber back too,” he said. “It’s a deal.”

The Sith gave him a curt nod, and said; “I’m Rey, by the way - and no need to introduce yourself,” she added with a slight glare. “You’re Ben Solo, my Jedi cousin.”

“I wasn’t going to,” Ben muttered as they approached the edge of the gorge. Looking down, he still saw no visible sign of his lightsaber, but he could still sense the aura of his crystal.

“Mine’s down there,” he said, pointing in the kyber’s general direction. “What about yours?”

“There.” Rey pointed a little ways to Ben’s left. Their sabers were close to each other.

Ben didn’t know if that was a good or bad thing.

“Well, time to jump,” Ben heard Rey announce and blinked in surprise as she neatly launched herself down into the gully.

Not wanting her to reach the sabers first, he jumped after her, and both landed at the bottom before rushing to grab their respective sabers.

Ben saw the glint of his silver hilt, and immediately called to it. He relaxed as he felt the familiar hilt land in his hand, and turned to face Rey.

She too, now had both of her lightsabers, and both humans stared warily at each other.

“Well,” Ben said slowly. “Time to fulfill your end of the deal.”

Rey shrugged. “Guess it is.” she clipped her sabers to her belt, and Ben followed suit. “My father wants the information, yes. But not to use it - we want to destroy it all.”

“Why?” Ben asked, tilting his head a bit. “I thought the Sith wanted to cause chaos and destruction whenever they went.”

“I may like a bit of chaos,” Rey agreed, modestly raising a hand. “But not at the expense of my Empire - you see, unlike the Sith you’ve been taught to be wary of, we aren’t like them. In fact,” Rey smiled. “We’re technically not Sith by the old Sith doctrine - we’re heretics.” Rey had a full-on grin at that admission. “We’re down for peace, but we also channel our passions in ways that the Jedi wouldn’t like. And unlike the old Sith, we don’t revere domination and control as they did. The old Sith liked to enslave entire populations, but as I told you before, we’ve cracked down on it.” she proudly lifted her head. “Guess you could call us the New and Improved Sith Order.”

Ben stared thoughtfully at Rey. True, she could be lying to mislead him, but he got the feeling that she was truely being honest.

And now that he thought about it…

She, and her parents, did seem to be different from the Sith he learned about.

Darth Maul reveled in destruction and gleeing murdered innocents to get what he wanted.

Darth Tyranus, alias Count Dooku, aided the Zygerrians in enslaving a Torgruta population and helped Sidious manipulate a war.

Darth Vader annihilated the Jedi Order, turned his back on those who had taught and raised him…and also turned his uncle to his side.

And Darth Sidious was the linchpin in all of this.

Slowly nodding, Ben said; “What if neither of us get the information?”

Rey frowned. “What do you mean? You want to just…leave it here?”

“No,” he said. “We should destroy it - to ensure no one gets their hands on it ever again.”

Rey raised an eyebrow. “It’s a deal.”

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“There it is,” Ben said, gazing through his macrobinoculars down onto the old Imperial compound. “The main generator. Blow that and the whole place goes up.”

“Good.” Rey said as he lowered his macrobinoculars.

“You have any thermal detonators-” Ben began, but Rey interrupted.

“Just leave it to me.”

She shook out her hands, stared at the main generator through narrowed eyes, raised one hand, and strings of purple light zapped from her fingers. Lightning, Ben thought with shock. The purple lightning streaked through the sky, hitting the main generator and it erupted.

Fire shot up into the stormy sky, and Ben could see some of the purple lightning still crackling through it, reaching up into the sky just as more lightning flashed down from the storm clouds.

It was terrifying, but also weirdly beautiful.

[dyingroses]

STAR WARS + text posts and tweets

[kathrahender]

Say/think what you want about Reylo, but at least Kylo Ren only tried to "kill" Rey (if what he did to Rey can be seen as "tried to kill") when they were enemies. Anakin tried to choke Padme not only when they were married but also when she was pregnant-

[sapphicsparkles]

PRE-ORDERS OPEN!

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[sequelhistory]

I like seeing a silly Rey.

as soon as I can find the source of this image, I’ll edit it into the post.