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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.

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                the most PECULIAR feeling had begun to BUZZ around him,
                though the addled knight could not PIN-POINT what it was
                ( perhaps it was just the SLIGHT intoxication he’d felt? ). however,
                his attention is DIVERTED from his own personal dwellings
                when his former master JOINS him in the small bedroom they
                shared. anakin immediately noticed his disheveled, ANXIOUS
                attire, and the slight flush of cheeks he POSSESSED. if there
                was one thing he had picked up on after MANY years with obi-wan
                – though the elder would PROBABLY claim NONSENSE – , it
                was the SENSE of abnormality he felt NOW ( how could he miss
                something so CLEAR now, after all? ). anakin stood, his eyes
                RAKING along his partner, SEARCHING for anything that seemed…
                ODD, out of place, missing

                                 “ you were in there for a bit, are you ALRIGHT?
                                   you seem a bit DAZED. “ 

                 he steps CLOSER, his SCRUTINY only becoming stronger. the
                 rapid skipping of obi-wan’s heart had not gone UNNOTICED, and
                 anakin raises a brow in question. perhaps his good FRIEND had
                 also enjoyed a bit too much WHISKEY for his own good? it would
                 not have been the FIRST time the two had engorged MORE than
                 they should on a mission.

                                 “ honestly, obi-wan, you should REALLY begin to
                                   monitor your intake. you can’t even form COHERENT
                                   sentences, here, lie down here. “ 

                   his hand REACHES, his FIRM grip locking onto the muscular ARM
                   of his former master. he was so CLOSE now, and the feeling of
                   obi-wan’s FLUSTERED skin warms his own. there was NO doubt
                   that his haze was not DUE to exhaustion now, but something else,
                   something INTOXICATING



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