#toxic starwars

[bruhaalla]

| forgive me ?

| anakin x reader angst with a little of bit of fluff at the end

| summery: You found out anakin has been texting other females and when you questioned him about it he got angry in results of him slapping you and you leaving (a very short little blurb)

But i thought you loved me ?” I say my face burning in pain from the slap

“I could never love a women such as you so clingy and mentally attached- so needy”

he spat i looked up at him with such confusion and hurt he looked at me with such disgust, i turn my head to the side no longer able to bear looking at him. i start heading towards the front door

“if you leave you can never come back “ he spat, anger laced in his words

“ I would never come back anyways” I say using his own words against him

“So we will see you can never stay away we both know that” he laughs

And he’s right we both know it, and that's what hurts even more. I just attract to him like two molecules floating around in the universe. Never able to leave each others side.

Two weeks passed

I lay on my friends Sara’s couch legs stretched looking up at the ceiling trying to clear my mind but no matter how hard I keep trying it always goes back to anakin

Sara calls out my name “yeah Sara is everything okay “ I say “I think” she says her voice sounds concerned I get up off the couch and walk to where she is and there I see it

His plump lips his glossy eyes that gorgeous curly brown hair it’s anakin my heart stops

“I’ll leave you guys to be” Sarah says walking away

“What are you doing here” I say coldly not wanting him to know what his presence is doing to me I feel upset but happy all at once

“Sweet heart please come home to me” he says sadness laced in his voice

I now scan over his face he looks Executed his eyes are droopy he has dark circles all under is eyes his lips looks chapped and dry I now realize how greasy and dirty his hair is he looks like he hasn’t bathed in weeks and he has a little stubble i stifle a laugh not realizing he’s still talking

“Are you laughing at me he asked” now a litte upset

“Huh” I asked now realizing he was still talking

“So me trying to express how sorry I am is funny he says now glaring” he starts to walk away from the door

“Anakin wait I’m sorry I wasn’t laughing at you”

“So tell me you want me sweetheart tell me you still love me and we can fix this” he has a pleading look in his eyes

“Anakin”I sigh “ what is there to fix you told you don’t love me” I say trying to hold back a cry

“ baby I didn’t mean those words you know I didn’t it was just the heat of the moment” he says he moves to fingers to my chin to pull my face to look at him

“Tell me right here right now you don’t love me anymore and I’ll walk away I’ll never bother you again but I need to hear it from you”

“Anakin I-I love you” I say regretting it as soon as it came out

“Do you really sweetheart? Because if you give me one more chance I’ll never mess up again”

He slowly moves his hand to the part of my face he remembers slapping I flinch slightly remembering last time

His fingers brush against my cheek softly “so sorry baby promise to never hurt you again” he says softly “do you forgive me”

“Yes anakin I forgive you” “ can I kiss you” he ask I push my lips against his I can feel how dry and chapped his lips are but I melt into him softly I run my fingers through his hair he lets out a soft whimper

“Mhm” I hear behind us and turn and see Sara we pull away blushing “ sorry to break up this lovely moment but I have to go to work” she giggles

“ I have to take this lovely lady home anyway” Anakin says kissing my head

[garygoldenbignaturals]

long time no alien yuri....

[carywraith13]

Mortal Kombat fans are toxic than Star Wars fans

[stljedi]

Star Wars Mission

[sinvulkt]

Angstpril: 12. CONFESSIONS - post order 66, scel & sin

@whumpril - 12.  | Toxic |

I had been observing Aheka, Rema and Scélérat from the shelter of a tree, when the latter told the former two something that made them go back to the cave. An instant later, Scélérat stepped up to my hideout. He looked up at the branch I was perched on, and sneered. 

"Do you even feel remorse for the blood staining your hands?"

I jumped. My feathers bristled and a chill ran down my spine. Very little could sense my presence when I decided to hide it. How had he found me? I shifted on the branch, focusing on my former nemesis.

"Do you?" I retorted.

"Everyday."

I stumbled in surprise, almost falling off the branch. It was enough for Scélérat to turn his lightsaber on and cut the branch down before I could react. I fell heavily to the ground. 

I repressed a groan as I struggled to untangle my various limbs, discovering new bruises at each shift. Scélérat stepped closer, lightsaber in hand, and I doubled my efforts to stand back up.

"You know what I am," I hissed to win time. "What you were." 

What he wasn’t anymore, a small voice inside me whispered. But the theelin had always been the better soul between us. Scélérat’s blade raced towards my neck then froze, ensuring I couldn’t move. I was trapped, half-lying on my back with my wings trapped under me, the tip of my tail stuck beneath Scélérat’s feet. A grounded bird is a dead bird, my memories always said.

 "Go on Scel. Kill me," I dared. 

My corrupted yellow eyes stared into his gray ones. From such a short distance, the plasma tingled my skin. I smirked. 

His wrist twitched, lightly burning my skin. For one instant, he seemed to burn with the desire to obey. It didn’t last long before he turned off his blade and stepped back however. His gaze turned away from me.

"It’s not what Aheka would want."

I scrambled back to my feet, putting a safe distance between us.

"Since when do you care about what others want?" I scoffed. My heart raced from the near-death experience I’d almost suffered, and my breaths were short, reduced by the ache blooming over my ribs.

"Since when do you not?" Scélérat retorted. 

He did not make a step to stop me. I froze, wondering if he was truly letting me go. Would he really let a DarkSider wander so close to the group under his wing? Apparently, he did. My tail lashed in frustration and worry. I would have to double check on Aheka and Rema, if their assigned protector was so useless.

Or he thinks I am so weak I am no threat at all, the Dark whispered in my ears. My spine tensed at the thought, and my ears flattened in aggression.

“You’ll regret letting me free,” I hissed.

I wasn’t weak.

But Scélérat stayed relaxed despite my threatening stance. The Dark spun around us like a hungry ghost, but he brushed it away like it was a simple breeze. My feathers bristled as he turned his back to me, until I realised he was looking at the cave entrance. 

"You should come home,” he softly said. “They miss you." 

There was no doubt about who they were. 

I didn’t know what Scélérat had told them to make Aheka and Rema go back to the cave, but it surely was not that I was here. My heart clenched at the thought of seeing my Master and Flock-sister again. I missed them as well.

There was a shift in the Force, and I was suddenly all too aware how light Scélérat’s presence was compared to mine. Like a burned animal, I scurried away, my own presence hiding in somber coverts.

Darkness stained my mind and blood tainted my hands. Unlike Scélérat, there would be no redemption for me. I would just dig a hole into their gentle little nest, settle into the warmth like a parasite leech, and suck all their happiness away. 

"They should forget me,” I told Scélérat. “You of all people should know better than to advise them otherwise.”

For their own sake, I couldn’t come back.

Scélérat growled, and I sensed his frustration peaking. I stepped back as his lightsabers turned back on, the white and blue blades sending eerie shadows over the forest ground.

“I should take you down right now and bring you to them,” he snarled. In this instant, there were two Dark presences swirling around the tree. It didn’t last long however: a whoosh of calm came out of nowhere and swooped over Scélérat. He wavered, bringing his weapons down. "But you need to come by yourself.”

I tilted my head, intrigued, and slightly envious despite myself. Had he already bonded so strongly with Aheka, that she could calm his mood in such a fashion? Or had the soothing wave come from somewhere else?

Silence settled, and I realised Scélérat was waiting for an answer.

“The person they long for was an illusion,” I whispered. 

Shame curled in my heart at the admission. How did it feel, I wondered, to live without a mask? The world was a game: it had been one from as long as I could remember. A cruel, twisted game, whose rules were contained in the lashes that beat you. Scélérat understood, once. 

“Then let them meet the person behind it.” 

I flinched.

Perhaps he still did understand.

“Are you sure?” I smirked, stepping back into the game. My tone turned malicious, and I stepped closer despite the danger, tail lashing behind, to whisper “I remember you wishing you never saw her.”

Scélérat froze. 

Nothing could soothe those old wounds that built the twisted bridge between our two souls.

Satisfaction sent a purr throughout my chest. Suddenly my mood was lifted, and I danced within the volatile currents of the Dark. Scélérat trying to convince me to stay? Now that had been hilarious. I had made my point, proved there was no equal on this ground, and achieved victory.  

Scélérat had better learnt the lesson however. No threat should approach the nest, much less a Darksider. Much less someone toxic.

My wings sent a powerful flap, and I raised into the air before more could be said and the balance switched again. 

“Hope you never see me again.” I waved as Scélérat flinched. “Have fun living your dream~”

And protect it properly.

I flew into the air, raising my neck for more of the cold breeze to soothe my burning thoughts. Next time I checked on my Flock, I would have to be more careful not to get caught. 

Each wing flap took me both further and closer away to what I wanted. The wind rolled under the massive appendages, muscles beating the very substance that made the atmosphere. What was power, but safety? What was warmth, but the promise of endless suffering? What was Freedom, but a fate of loneliness?

Somewhere, at some point, destiny had been twisted and our roles reversed. Scélérat’s upright soul had turned Dark, and my twisted one had been kept in the Light. But with Order 66, everything had been set right. Scélérat was with his Master and I… I had always belonged to darkness.

 (So why did my throat choke on overwhelming sadness?)

[smentarzysko]

i have no idea if doctor aphra is popular or not. i mean she has her own solo series that has almost 70 issues at this point so. but she wasnt featured in any liveaction (yet) and that seems to be most people's main source of sw media. idk.

[vodkamademedoit]

Very triggered right now, it's like a rerun from my past relationship...lol

On a serious note, I just love 'em both, they made me at least bi. 😉😜

[carlocarrasco]

Admiral Holdo - A Toxic Leader

[nanaruin90s]

I hate that i lost my old tumblr because some psycho.

I swear people love the corporations waaaay To much. 😐

Well anyway i hope that person is happy being the worse asshole on Tumblr.

I'm never going to see StarWars fans the same ever Again.

[koi-illust]

[StarWars][Sith!Luke/Din][Mpreg]

Bound

“You’re pregnant.” Luke stated, his voice steady and laced with something akin to amusement.

“No…”

“Don’t lie to me. I can sense another life within you.” Luke pressed.

“I told you, it’s not true. I just ate something that didn’t sit right with me…” Din could barely convince himself, but he needed to deny it out loud. He needed to hear the denial himself…

Yet, deep down, Din knew what Luke said was the truth. He just couldn’t bring himself to accept it. Having a child with Luke only meant shackling himself to a fate from which he could never escape. The shattering sound of his dreams of freedom was deafening.

(👆🏻I tried to write a little myself to better express what I want to convey through this piece, but English is not my native language, so please bear with me…)

Went back to read Sith Luke/Din, and I couldn’t help but jump out of my original drawing schedule and drew a piece for them, I missed drawing dark things😈

Although it feels like there’s a connection, this piece is not a prequel to my last artwork, I’d like to think that my baby boys of LukeDin and BobaDin were born into a warm family with loving parents! I’m not saying there’s no love between Sith Luke and Din, it’s just… “different”, you know what I mean😛

Din might be an Omega or an intersex here? Intersex is not a common setting, but I kinda like lt. I mean, anything can happen in the distant future, right? There’s probably some kind of species that looks like humans but is a bit different “down there”, and also Mpreg won’t be a mystery anymore!

Aw, I hope there’s more Mpreg Din out there in the fandom (especially in DinLuke)! It’s definitely a lot of fun to see Din, who is such a mother hen and worrywart, become pregnant, or be extremely reluctant to be pregnant because of his duty for providing and saving the world, or just like my artwork, he has doubts about his toxic relationship with Sith Lord Luke. Either way, it’s a subject worth writing about, my dearest and brilliant writers…🥹🙏🏻✨

[princessbrunette]

au’s 🍥🎀

for a more detailed description of each au, check out my au catalogue!

john b:

daddy!johnb , outlaw!johnb, dad!johnb, dbf!johnb stepbro!johnb, apocalypse!johnb, toxicex!johnb, firefighter!johnb, jedi!johnb

jj:

outlaw!jj, farmhand!jj, linecook!jj, campcounselor!jj, mascot!jj, bbf!jj, bsf!jj, dealer!jj, apocalypse!jj, dad!jj, spiderman!jj, piercer!jj, prisoner!jj, stepbro!jj, babydaddy!jj, toxic!jj, toxicex!jj. criminal!jj, shittysoundcloudrapper!jj, firefighter!jj, streamer!jj, onlyfans!jj, jedi!jj, bodyguard!jj, lifeguard!jj

rafe:

boxer!rafe, bountyhunter!rafe, prisoner!rafe, dad!rafe, babydaddy!rafe, dealer!rafe, olderbrother!rafe, stepbro!rafe, dbf!rafe, apocalypse!rafe, pervyneighbour!rafe, fratboy!rafe, gooner!rafe, pogue!rafe, harryosbourne!rafe, toxicex!rafe, lord!rafe, sleepover!rafe, starwars: bountyhunter!rafe, basketball!rafe

pope:

kook!pope, tattooartist!pope, drummer!pope, dbf!pope, apocalypse!pope, hotpizzadeliveryboy!pope, drivinginstructor!pope, (star wars) captain!pope

reader:

bunny!reader, kitty!reader, puppy!reader, deer!reader, innocent!reader, shy!reader, bratty!reader, apocalypse!reader, cheerleader!reader, pinkpilatesprincess!reader, waitress!reader, pregnant!reader, kook!reader, pogue!reader, youngmilf!reader, spoiledexgf!reader, mouse!reader, lamb!reader receptionist!reader, limbreysdaughter!reader, sherrifsdaughter!reader, star wars princess!reader, pogue!bunny!reader

threeway ships:

jj x reader x john b • rafe x kook!reader x jj • jj x mouse!reader x pope • john b x reader x sarah • jj x reader x maggie • firefighter!john b x receptionist!reader x firefighter!jj • kitty x jj x mouse

[romanceyourdemons]

sensitive black male leads initially clearly set up as a love interest for the spunky brown-haired white female lead, but she ends up in a canonical relationship with a much older and openly toxic white male character due to overwhelming fan support for the ship, while the black male lead is given some brief romantic encounters with one-off female characters but is primarily associated with a never-canonized gay ship between him and the main ensemble’s brown guy:

troy barnes

finn starwars

[starwolfie]

You are so right! I didn’t expect this but… they’re just a bunch of nice people 🥺

Wtf the LU fandom is so kind

[oh-no-its-bird]

Currently moving all my fandom n fic stuff over from @uh-oh-its-bird so you might see some reblogged fic stuff from there here but it's still my writing.

#birds fic talk <- Headcannons, fic ideas, all that stuff. Mostly Naruto but there's some Starwars buried in there

#birds rambles <- general chitter from me, might occasionally include fic related stuff anyways

#birds fanart <- fan art (it's literally all Naruto)

#birds ocs <- art and ocs by me that aren't actually fandom related

Specific fic and AU tags;

#one step three steps <- stuff for my fic, 'One Step Forward, Three Steps Back'

#chasing shadows <- stuff for my fic, 'Chasing Shadows'

#magical girl izuna <- for my magical girl Izuna AU, ft. tobiizu vibes, toxic yuri Kaguya and Amaterasu, and like 4 "seasons" of plot twists and lore

#dungeon meshi AU <- Naruto x Dungeon Meshi AU. There are 2 versions; one madatobi one with a main party made up of the founders, ft. chimera Madara and dungeon lord Tobirama; And another obkk version ft. chimera Obito, magic school drop out turned dungeon lord Kakashi, canaries team Ro, and way more Uchiha clan lore than I meant to include

#Tora Haruno AU <- Tobirama reincarnates as Sakura's big brother

#Twins Itama and Tobirama <- My tag for Itama things and the secret Senju weed empire AU

Note: pretty much any and all of my fic idea posts are free to use, just @ me if you do end up writing something based off it bc I'd love to see it

[uh-oh-its-bird]

Holding alien stage in one hand and my constantly rotating fandom fixation of the month tightly gripped in the other. If this keeps going I'm going to lose it fr and my hand will slip and end up writing a nonsensical ORV x Alien Stage AU, or god forbid, a naruto one

There's so many options tho,,, with an ORV you can have the universes clash proper w the scenario bringing them to 'another world' and requiring them sing for their lives. W Naruto I'd probably do like a proper scenario swap, like grab a ship (probably obkk let's be real) and shove them in the toxic yaoi Ivan-Till machine, the way god intended.

FUCK or star wars tho shit there's so much potential in a Starwars x Alien Stage crossover oh fuck no one look at me rn I'm having thoughts

[nouklea]

Fic Tag Game!

I was tagged by @beri-allen, @writerrose1998, @cosmic-lullaby and @wileyonce. Thanks! <3

20 questions below the cut:

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

16

2. What’s your AO3 word count?

136,228

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Wednesday for now. I used to write for StarWars (see question 12) but no traces remains from that era.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Woe of Wrath

I'm on my Way

Variations on a Main Theme - 1

A Second Chance for a First Impression

Five Minutes Earlier

5. Do you respond to comments?

As much as possible. Usually I respond to every comment, even if it's just to say a quick Thank You. The only fic on which I haven't done that is Woe of Wrath, if fell into limbo and I have a hard time focusing on it right now. And I feel kind of weird to answer comments after several months of silence, but the more I wait the weirder it gets...

6. What’s the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Doomed is a Dead Dove Do Not Eat fic. The entire text is dark, including the ending.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

I will go with Double-Date With Dad. Farewell Xavier Thorpe ends on a really good note too (if you are not a fan of Xavier).

8. Do you get hate on fics?

It never happened. Fingers crossed.

9. Do you write smut? What kind?

I try. I find it difficult for two reasons. First, it's tough to avoid clichés. When you read smut, you end up noticing some general patterns, and I do my best to stay away from those. Second, I'm not a fan of some popular kinks, for instance I can't stand the expression "good girl", and therefore I'm not interested in writing it, even if I keep reading authors that use them. Some people probably think my smut fics are boring, too soft, too ordinary. But I don't care (yeah, I do, but shh).

10. Do you write cross-overs?

No. And I have a really hard time reading cross-overs too. And I hate cross-overs in tv shows. Complete respect to authors, however. It's just not my thing.

11. Have you ever had a fic translated?

No. I guess I could translate my own fics in French since it's my native language, but for now I don't see any reason to do so.

12. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

A long time ago in a galaxy far far away, I did. It was a weird kind of toxic partnership. The other person was responsible for writing the general plot (because my ideas weren't good enough), and I had to turn every page he wrote into a three-pages long section, adding descriptions and filling the blanks. And correct the spelling and grammar, and add better vocabulary...

13. What WIP would you like to finish but doubt you ever will?

I hope I will finish every WIP I currently have, even if they tend to pile up (WIP bunnies...). My biggest challenge is to go back to Woe of Wrath. It is my first fic, it is a multi-chapter one, and I started to write it just to let the steam out after a twenty-years-long writing hiatus, so the outline was not super clear, there are many plot holes I try to fix, the sentences and vocabulary are bad... I know where I want to take the story and how it ends, but it's hard not to want to start over.

14. What’s your all time favorite ship?

For fanfics I'll say Weyler because it's the only thing I've ever written. Now besides that... For those who read Guy Gavriel Kay, I'm forever bound to the Diarmuid/Sharra ship, followed by Paul/Jaelle. Quite fond of the Clary/Jace ship in The Mortal Instruments (The books! Don't talk to me about the movie or the tv show!)

15. What are your writing strengths?

No damn idea. I've been asking myself the same question since I was thirteen.

16. What are your writing weaknesses?

Probably not being able to answer question 15. Imposter syndrome.

17. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

In French it's not a problem, of course. I've done it in Impulsion. I have studied Latin for two years in highschool so I felt comfortable enough to translate a few sentences in Woe of Wrath. For other languages, I would only do so if I can find a beta reader fluent in this specific language to correct the grammar. I cringe everytime I read English fics with badly written French dialogs, it makes me loose the focus on the story (Same for tv shows, by the way. Come on, you have 2 millions $ to produce an episode and you can't find someone to double-check your French sentence?). It's really hard for me not to comment with a correction (AO3 etiquette: do not provide corrections unless the author specifically asked for it). I don't want to inflict that on my readers by butchering their native language.

18. First fandom you wrote for?

Star Wars. It was a long time ago (in a galaxy far far away), when there were only three movies and a few books (Timothy Zahn forever!). And for those who wonder how old I am, I used to write with WordPerfect, DOS version (it was the pre-Windows era). It had a blue background (terrible for the eyes) and some keycodes you had to use to change the font to bold or italics. Since you can't visualize anything in DOS (it's not a wysiwyg), it used colors, so you had to remember what it meant (yellow letters meant italics...). And I used to save those texts on a floppy my mom took to her office to print.

19. Favorite fic you’ve ever written?

It's not a popular one, but I really like Monologue for a Hyde. I like the tone. Pretty happy with Fuck Me Once Shame on You, Fuck Me Twice Shame on Me, too.

20. What fic would you want to rewrite one day?

Woe of Wrath without a doubt. With a proper plan, and a lot of plot holes avoided (that damn cellphone...)

I will tag the Death Metal and Glitter Club members whose Tumblr ids I know, aka @anotherbluesunday, @tastethesetears, @darling-gemini, @darlingfuego,

As well as @broken-everlark, @persephoneed, @bithablu, @allergictocolor and @insomniac1994.