after death
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Anakin sucked in one last breath, his eyes staring at his son. He smiled at the swimming blue eyes staring back at him. He remembered eyes like that once, staring back at him through the mirror. Luke had his eyes.
Brown eyes had always been Anakin’s favourite, the colour of Padme’s eyes. Her chocolate coloured ones swimming with warmth, with passion. He’d felt blessed every time they landed on him, the angelic appearance of the girl more ethereal than the angel he’d met on Iago.
He vaguely remembered asking her if she was an angel the first time he’d met her, and he’d always cringed remembering it. Now, he would give anything to go back then. I’ll see her soon, he smiled internally.
Blue eyes were Anakin’s second favourite. He saw them when he looked at Obi-Wan, and at Ahsoka. They were the eyes he stared into as he killed both of them.
He remembered the moment of peace before Obi-Wan had died, the way his eyes had conveyed comfort. Comfort for Anakin, something he was sure he didn’t deserve. He remembered the raw pain in Ahsoka’s before she’d tumbled away, into the darkness. The Temple had collapsed moments later, and Anakin had felt his heart shatter with it.
He’d killed his sister, and his brother.
He’d killed Padme.
I’ll see them again soon.
“You were right,” Anakin breathed out. Only a moment had passed, but the realisations within the moment made it feel longer. He stared into the blue until his vision danced with black dots and he forced his eyes to close.
The last thing he heard was the alarm of the Death Star blaring, and the sound of Luke letting out a single, quiet sob.
And then nothing.
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Waking up after dying was something Anakin never wanted to experience again, and luckily, he wouldn’t have to. It felt as if someone had sucked his soul out of his body with a vacuum cleaner, which was exactly what had happened, aside from the vacuum cleaner part.
He gasped as he looked down at his body, and saw his entire body was emitting an eerie blue glow. He smiled as he saw the old Jedi robes he’d always worn. Out of instinct, he reached up to touch his head, grinning when his hand landed on wisps of fluffy hair. He grabbed one strand and pulled it down to see. His skin felt so smooth and soft.
And then, he looked at his dead body.
The one encased in black metal, more machine than man. Anakin grimaced, disgusted, and looked away. As he did, he caught a glimpse of Luke leaving. He smiled.
“Took you long enough,” a familiar voice called, and Anakin spun around. His face split into a grin when he spotted his brother, white hair and beard making him almost unrecognisable. But staring back at him were the comforting blue eyes he knew so well.
“Obi-Wan,” he breathed out helplessly, before rushing forward. He threw his arms around his brother, a tear falling from his eye and rolling down his cheek. Obi-Wan flinched, and didn’t hug back for a moment. “Oh, Obi-Wan, I’m so sorry.”
Obi-Wan wrapped his arms around, cooing soothingly in Anakin’s ear like he had done when Anakin was a frightened Padawan. The brunette sniffled, rocking their hug back and forth.
“I’m so sorry.”
“I know.”
They stood like that for a minute, embraced in a long-awaited hug. They were both crying by the time they separated; tears of relief and tears of happiness.
“Where’s Padme?” The younger - at least he was still younger - croaked out, glancing around for his wife.
“You’ll see her soon enough, she’s with your daughter right now,” Obi-Wan murmured fondly, reaching up and patting Anakin’s hair reminiscently. “We made a deal yesterday, I’d follow Luke and she’d follow Leia. We wanted to make sure they weren’t alone.”
Anakin nodded thankfully, before his smile faded. “What about Snips?” Oh, Maker, Obi-Wan had mentioned her. What if she hated him? Anakin was lucky Obi-Wan seemed to have forgiven him, but his heart seemed to think Ahsoka wouldn’t have.
Obi-Wan’s smile faded too, and Anakin wanted to cry out. Yes, Ahsoka hated him. That was clear. Oh, he’d ruined her life. He’d ruined Padme’s too, and Obi-Wan’s, and so many other people’s lives. Oh, he was a villain, he’d done horrible things.
“Anakin,” Obi-Wan whispered, and Anakin felt another tear fall from his eye. He waited for the confirmation that Ahsoka hated him and wanted nothing to do with him. “Ahsoka isn’t dead.”
Anakin’s heart plummeted, straight into his stomach. His blood seemed to freeze as he flinched back. His brows raised, and he shook his head a few times, spluttering. “Wha-what?”
Obi-Wan looked at him with such sorrow, Anakin thought he might topple over with guilt. “You didn’t kill her, she’s okay.”
Anakin did cry out then, tears of pure euphoria rolling down his cheeks, leaving trials of ecstasy. He threw his arms around Obi-Wan again, crying into his shoulder for a moment before pulling away. “How, how?!”
Obi-Wan laughed, and Anakin felt his heart start to slowly rise up from his stomach, Obi-Wan placed a hand on his back, and began guiding him in the direction Luke had fled. Anakin now realised that they were standing in space, flames and fragments of the Death Star all around him.
How that had happened without him noticing, he had no idea.
“She’s strong, Anakin,” Obi-Wan murmured fondly. “Possibly stronger than you.”
Anakin scoffed, shaking his head. “I don’t believe that.”
Obi-Wan smiled, a smile he only used when he was with Anakin and Ahsoka, a smile that was quick and small, and a smile that conveyed the same energy as a small laugh. “Ezra saved her, he pulled her into the World Between Worlds.”
“Ezra?” Anakin asked, turning to his former Master with a brow raised. “World Between Worlds?”
Obi-Wan laughed, draping his arm over his brother’s shoulders. “Don’t worry, I’ll tell you everything.”
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OKAY SO IM NEW TO STAR WARS
and somehow, don’t ask, i watched the sequels first due to the fact that my teacher played the force awakens at school on may 4th. i’d previously only seen a new hope and didn’t enjoy it. but i watched all the sequels, loved ben solo, and then watched the rest.
FAST FORWARD A MONTH LATER: hansolo is my favorite. like my favorite person ever, my new comfort character, god, i love him so much, i can’t even explain my love for him
and the dumbo i am went and rewatched force awakens, and i’m now sobbing over han’s death 😭 like i didn’t realize the impact he had on this universe until i truly appreciated his character.
sooo fuçk you kylo for killing han and leaving our princess a widow
thank you for listening to my rant lmao
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Chapters: 4/8
Fandom: Star Wars - All Media Types
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Luke Skywalker & Darth Vader, Sheev Palpatine | Darth Sidious & Darth Vader
Characters: Darth Vader, Luke Skywalker, Sheev Palpatine | Darth Sidious
Additional Tags: Dragon Darth Vader, yes it’s a tag, We made it, Child Luke Skywalker, things are rather messed up for them right now, Dehumanization, for Vader, Hurt Darth Vader, Hurt Luke Skywalker, Darth Vader Needs a Hug, POV Darth Vader, Luke Skywalker Needs A Hug, can't promise they'll get one :p, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Cannibalism, In a way, It’s Vader’s fault. He keeps eating people., Child Abuse, That one is Palpatine’s fault entirely, I’m putting it to be safe but it’s more a consequence of ’palpatine kidnap luke’ setting
Series: Part 4 of In The Midst Of Darkness Lays A Sleeping Light
Summary: The dragon has been trapped for years. It lost its name. It lost its body. It lost most of its memories of not being a dragon. It is everything its Master wanted.
Then, one day, its Master brings it a child. A sand-haired boy smelling of blood, grief and terror.
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With the amazing fanart of @ravenite-void 🎶
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