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in blackest envy

STAR WARS'
ANAKIN SKYWALKER

HE IS NEITHER gentle nor kind, except in the most terrible of ways. He has the holy fire of the gods within him, that leaves his body gaunt, his blood burning, and his eyes intoxicating.❛

contains religious imagery. plot heavy & headcanon based. loved by mimi.


                 &*– bcntantenna.

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beebee looked up at the stranger with big
eyes for a moment before she nodded. she’d
been part of the resistance for as long as she
could recall, which, considering her original
manufacturing date before her information
transfer, only made that a relatively short period
of time when compared with those she’d been
allied aside. but her concept of time never altered
her loyalty to them, and she couldn’t imagine not
being able to fight ᴛʜᴇ ғɪʀsᴛ ᴏʀᴅᴇʀ alongside
poe, rey, finn, and the general. she removes the
hood of her
dress and nods once more.

    ❝ i am. i have been for as long as i can remember.
    i’m not exactly powerful by any means, but my mind
    and heart remain loyal to them. i’m beebee, by the
    way… who are you? i don’t believe we’ve met before
    and… it seems those i do know are not quite used to 
    my new… appearance. what is your name?
❞ 

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          his eyes follow the woman’s movements, studying the features
          of her bright face as she removes the hood from atop her head.
          she seemed so young, so passionate about the resistance and
          eager to speak about it. he knew that feeling. it was part of you
          once you committed yourself to such a side. he remembers his
          time in the clone wars, fighting for the jedi order and being proud
          of it. he’d always been proud of his accomplishments as a jedi
          knight, fighting for justice. for peace. the kind of determination in
          others reflected deeply of his own. a warm feeling settled inside
          his body; one he hadn’t had in a while. pride

                                   “ having a deep-seeded loyalty is always better than power. “ 

          he had to learn this the hard way. but it was a lesson he would
          never forget. he carried the scars with him, both mentally and
          physically. anakin clenches his cybernetic hand. a grim
          reminder of just one of his many mistakes. he’d do better now.

                                    “ you may call me anakin. anakin skywalker. i’m afraid we
                                      haven’t met before, beebee. i have great memory. and
                                      – what’s this about a new appearance? “