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19 Years Later... (Darth Vader x reader miniseries chapter 1)

19 years have passed since Y/n’s husband Anakin’s death, and she has become the leading General of the newly founded Rebellion alongside her past Jedi friend Obi-Wan Kenobi, now known as Ben Kenobi. When her children Luke and Leia Skywalker gets kidnapped by Darth Vader, the man who killed her husband; her and Obi-Wan Kenobi must come rescue her. But when she finds out who’s behind Darth Vader’s mask, the truth is something she never thought she had to prepare herself for.

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Index:

1. prologue

2. chapter 1

3. chapter 2 [Coming soon]

wc: 2.3k

warnings: cursing

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Being the leader of the new Rebellion against the evil Galactic Empire had its perks. One of the things that was not a perk, however, was hiding one’s actual name from their people, and past.

None of Y/n’s rebels knew of her past as a former Jedi Knight that fought in the Clone Wars. Though she fought like a cunning warrior, the thought had never once crossed their minds, seeing as all the Jedi were dead.

She had raised her children Luke and Leia with Obi-Wan’s guidance to be trained as Jedi, seeing as both of them were very Force-Sensitive.

Watching Luke wield his father’s lightsaber brought such bittersweet feelings to both old Jedi Knights. Anakin was such a big part of both of their lives, that it was almost painful to see this without him there.

Anakin would be beyond proud of his son and daughter, for sure.

Y/n recalled the first time he and Leia held their lightsabers. They were both 9, the same age their Father was when he was brought him by Qui-Gon Jyn from Tattooine.

Luke had rushed up to Obi’s old trunk excitedly, admiring the strange silver object with big eyes as Leia crowded behind him, “What’s that, Uncle Obi?”

“This is your father’s lightsaber, my dear. He would’ve wanted you to have it,” Obi replied, a sad smile on his face as he held onto the hilt, activating its stellar blue glow.

“This is the weapon of a Jedi Knight. Not as clumsy or random as a blaster—“ Obi handed it to Luke and his eyes widened, waving it around gently so he didn’t break it. “—an elegant weapon for a more civilized age.”

“Is it mine?” Luke’s eyes beamed in excitement. Obi-Wan nodded, sitting down as he picked up Leia, putting her on his knee.

“For over a thousand generations, the Jedi were the guardians of peace and justice. The old republic. Before the Empire...” he trailed off, turning his head towards the window.

Y/n rushed into the room, hearing the lightsaber and fearing there was an intruder, “Obi-Wan! What’s going on, I’m—“ she ignited her brilliant (l/c) saber, holding it in a protective stance before she realized it was just Luke. She sighed heavily and disengaged her saber, attaching it back to her belt loop, “Obi, you didn’t tell me you were doing this now...” she crossed her arms.

“Mom! Obi-Wan told me this was Dad’s! Look!” he started swinging it gently, making sure it didn’t hit anyone since he knew how deadly they could be. She began to smile sadly as she remembered a young Anakin as a padawan, rushing in to show her his lightsaber he constructed the day he finally got one.

She smiled sadly, tears welling up in her eyes. “You look so much like your father, Luke,” she said sadly. Obi looked back at Luke, and for a split moment, he was reminded of the small slave his old master brought back with him. He smiled to himself remembering how he helped Anakin with his padawan braid.

“Princess, come here. I’ll let you hold my lightsaber, okay?” she handed Leia her saber gently, and she took gingerly from her hand. Leia took it and igniting it, the blade’s glow reflecting in her excited little eyes.

“Mom? How did dad die? You never answered me,” Luke asked. Y/n felt herself freeze in place, a large lump in her throat forming. “Luke, I...”

“I’ll tell them, Y/n,” Obi-Wan replied solemnly. “Your father was killed by a young Jedi named Darth Vader. He was a close friend of mine before he fell. He helped the Emperor hunt down and destroy the Jedi Knights. He betrayed and murdered your father.” The room fell silent, until Luke asked another question, “So you and Uncle Obi are the last remaining Jedi?”

Obi-Wan shook his head no, “There are others, but sparse. To name a few, Master Yoda and Ahsoka Tano, your father’s Padawan learner. The last remaining Jedi are being hunted down by Vader, which is why we hide.”

Leia spoke up softly, “Is that why we don’t use our actual last name, mommy?”

“Yes, sweetheart. As long as Vader’s reign continues, we must hide our names. Darth Vader does not know about the two of you, so you are safe. For us, on the other hand...” she trailed off, and the kids understood.

“Mom... Mom,” Leia spoke loudly. Y/n blinked in confusion and turned back around, looking at her daughter, “Yeah, my love?”

“Are you okay mom?” Leia asked, frowning. “We need to look at the Death Star plans.”

“Right,” she sighed heavily, turning to face from the window out looking Yavin 4. “I’m fine, princess. I just... was remembering Anakin, that’s all.” Leia sighed and laid her hand on her mother’s back, rubbing it gently, “Dad would be proud of everything you’ve done, mom.” She began to tear up as she pulled Leia into a tight hug, “I hope so. It’s been about 20 years and it still doesn’t feel right,” silent tears fell down her cheeks into her daughter’s bunned hair.

“I’m proud of you, Leia. If you were to be trained within the Order now, you’d be the same age your father was when he became a Jedi Knight, and when he married me...” she sniffled, wiping her tears. Leia smiled softly, holding her mom’s hand, “Do you think he’d be proud of me, too?”

“I know he would,” she rubbed her fingertips against hers, “He would pull you into the tightest hug, spin you a little and say softly, ‘That’s my baby girl,’” she replied, her voice cracking slightly. Leia began to tear up as she hugged her back, “I wish I knew him...” she said softly. “I wish so too, babe, so bad...” Y/n sighed. But I won’t let his memory be in vain. Let’s go look at these plans and destroy that Death Star, yeah?”

Leia and Y/n walked to the main board room, seeing how the map was already up on display. “General Jonas, we’ve been examining the Death Star plans. They’re on screen now,” one of her commanding officers recited. “Good, thank you, officer. Have we discovered a weak point yet? Or at least some form of entry point?”

“No, ma’am. We haven’t studied long enough. There are many ways in, but all most likely heavily guarded. We will have to find a way to go under the radar without getting detected, somehow,” he replied. She nodded, walking closer to examine it. She closed her eyes and felt out through the Force for some answer. No surprise to her, she could barely feel anything at all but an empty void. Ever since Anakin had died, she had felt more distanced from the Force than ever. Maybe she and Anakin possessed a rare Dyad, or maybe she had simply lost touch with the Force; but no matter what she did, she was nowhere near as powerful in the Force as she used to be.

“Alert me if you find anything, Officer, I would love to have this Death Star in shambles by the end of the month,” Y/n left to walk out and to ask Obi-Wan on the matter. “Yes, ma’am,” he responded, turning back to his computer to get back to work.

Elsewhere, Leia was pacing in Luke’s room, grumbling to herself, “I know Obi-Wan has taught us to not let our emotions guide us, but I can’t when it comes to him. He killed our father, he should be dead!” Leia huffed in anger, collapsing down onto her twin’s bed.

Luke grunted in response, his mouth full of food still, “It’s not like you can take him on yourself. You’d die!” he said, or at least, sounded like he said. “I will not let the lives of those lost who got us the plans in the first place’s memories die. We wouldn’t be this close to planning an attack without their sacrifices. Moreover, Mom has had these plans for two days now, and she hasn’t done a single thing about it!” Leia responded quickly. Luke shrugged, “Leia. Be real. It’s not like we can steal a ship and fly to the Death Star, find it’s a weak point, and get back in time for dinner.”

Leia sat up, looking at Luke as if he had just committed mass murder. “...What?” Luke asked warily. Leia grinned, “That’s it! We’ll do just that, Luke! We’ll take one of mom’s ships, fly around the death star undetected and find weak entry points, and get back like we were never even gone!”

“Leia, you can not be serious right now!” Luke gasped, setting his food down, “We can’t do this, we could get in so much trouble! Or spotted!”

“Do you want to sit idly while our mother and uncle do nothing, whereas our Father’s murderer is out on the lose on that moon!” Leia snapped at him. He narrowed his eyes, “That’s no moon, Leia. Also, no, I don’t! But do we have a choice? No. We’re staying here.”

“No, we’re leaving. Whether I go alone is up to you entirely, but at this point, I just want the man who killed my father dead,” Leia said, glaring at him. Luke huffed, “You think I don’t want him dead, too? But we are children, we literally can’t do anything!”

“We are 19 years old and I don’t know about you, but I don’t want to sit at home here and wait for Vader to kill more innocent people,” Leia frowned, crossing her arms. “I really need you with me, Luke. But I get it if you don’t go.” she stood up, grabbing her stuff to leave when Luke grumbled “Wait!” under his breath. “I’ll... go. Just to protect you. But this is a bad idea, and I don’t want to get caught,” he raised a brow to her. Leia grinned and hugged Luke tightly, “Thank you, thank you! You won’t regret this! But bring your lightsaber maybe, just in case?”

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“What do you mean, YOU LET THEM GO?” Y/n snapped to C3-PO, enraged. Threepio raised his hands in defense, “I couldn’t stop them, mistress! I tried my best, I swear!”

“You let my children go confront Vader ALONE? You’re so lucky I don’t shut you down for that!” she growled, shoving past him with Obi-Wan following close behind her. “Oh, dear. I’m doomed,” Threepio whined.

“We have to go after them, we... I can’t... I can’t lose my kids,” Y/n said nervously, starting to pace once Obi got close. “Y/n, calm down sweetheart. I need you to breathe and think,” Obi said, holding onto her shoulders gently. “If we go, we have an equal chance of being caught since they’ll already be on high alert.”

She sighed heavily, shaking her head, “I hate you for being so levelheaded and smart, Obi,” she frowned. “That’s my specialty,” he winked. “Now, we need to stop and make sure that we can pull this rescue off without risking our lives, too.”

Meanwhile, at the Death Star, Vader was summoned by his leading captain because of an alert of an enemy ship flying nearby. “Bring them in, search them. They may know General Jonas.” “Yes, My Lord.”

Vader turned to leave the bridge towards the docking bay, to meet his guests personally. As he walked, his mind was filled with visions and memories from his dream the night before. Of her.

He sighed heavily, picking up speed as he neared the docking bay. Passing a group of stormtroopers, he pushed past them to be in front, crossing his arms. The door opened, and two stormtroopers walked out holding a young girl and boy, yelling at them to let go of them.

As soon as Vader looked at the two, he felt something... strange. A certain presence in the Force he had never felt before. What is this? Why do they feel familiar?

Vader dropped his arms, walking forward and raising his hand to stop the troopers, “Who are you? And why were you near my Death Star?”

His unmerciful, robotic voice rumbled through their chests, terrifying them. In all their years, they had never seen something so cold and unforgiving. “Don’t be petrified, answer me if you want to live,” Vader challenged, staring right at the boy.

“You killed our father,” Leia’s voice was cold, sad, and broken. She knew this was a bad idea, but it was too late now. “I wanted revenge.”

“You’ll have to forgive me, my princess, but I’ve killed many men. Your father was just another tick on my list, whoever he may be.”

“You son of a—!” Luke yelled, rushing to jump at him when the stormtroopers all turned their weapons on him, making him stop. Vader growled, “Insolent children. I don’t think you know who I am, truly. I’d crush you in a heartbeat, but seeing as you could have something of use to me... take them away, both of them,” Vader commanded. The two shouted in disagreement, and Vader simply stood and watched them struggle.

“You bitch! You’ll pay for what you did to our dad!” Luke yelled as he was taken away. Vader rolled his eyes from under the mask and walked back to his quarters. He knelt on the floor, taking his mask off as he called out to his Emperor through the force.

“What do you want, Lord Vader?” Palpatine growled, looking down at Vader’s hologram. “I felt something through the Force a few moments ago. My new hostages... they seem to be strong with it.”

“Really? Are you sure, my apprentice?”

“Yes, Master. More sure than anything.”

“Well, you know what you must do. Kill them. They could be Jedi if they tried opposing you,” Palpatine smirked. “They’re only children, which means they’re newer Jedi. Someone had to have trained them.”

“Children never stopped you before, don’t let it stop you now. Do it.”

“...Yes, my Master.” Vader ended the holomessage, sighing.

“Who are you two...?” he asked himself, reaching out through the Force and feeling they were still there.

Strange.

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Good Vibrations

Steve Harrington x fem!reader [2.2K] 18+

“Shh, baby, s’alright,” Steve cooed, kissing sweetly at your cheek as he cradled your face in his hands. “Oh my girl, that feels good, huh? Yeah?”

You nodded, eyes squeezing closed at the intensity of it. You were lying on the boys bed, Steve’s shirt pulled up your ribs to show off your tits, toes curled and pressed into the mattress as you continued to push the vibrator inside of you. It was a sweetly cruel kind of torture, the boy standing at the edge of the mattress, a pair of sweats slung low on his hips as he hovered over you, watching with hooded eyes. 

Every now and then, Steve bent at the knees, pressed upside down kisses to your heated skin, over your jaw and neck as his hands cupped and petted at you, licking into your parted lips as you whined high for him. He never took his eyes off of you, hands roaming over your chest to flick over your hard nipples, a palm flat and rough down your sternum and over the soft of your tummy. He’d nudge at your thighs, give you a little, sharp tap and tell you in a lovely, rough rasp:

“Keep ‘em spread for me, baby. That’s a good girl.”

The toy was purchased a few days before, on a trip that was meant for new underwear. Steve had stopped a whole shelf of them along the back wall, bright pink boxes hidden amongst silk and lace, and it really hadn’t taken a lot to convince you. The soft silicone was a light lilac colour, nowhere near as long or as thick as your boyfriend but it was still enough to make you feel full and the little ears that vibrated over your clit made your back arch real prettily. 

Steve groaned when you squirmed, the length of the toy buried deep inside of you, slick and wet gathering on your bare thighs and you tried your best to fight against the boy’s hold, trying hard to squeeze your thighs together at the feel of the vibrations. Your eyes turned glassy as Steve reached between your legs, tutted condescendingly when he felt how soaked you were and he used two fingers in the shape of a ‘v’ to pull at your folds. You cried out at the new contact, the little ears buzzing against your skin.

“Steve!” You squealed, cheeks flushed, jaw slack as you threw your head back, your face buried in the boy’s side as he leaned over you. “Fu-uck, shit, it’s too much, please--”

“Oh, baby,” Steve tsked, voice all sweet, sticky and fond for you. “Baby, look at you, so fuckin’ pretty, huh? My pretty, pretty girl, doin’ so good for me.”

You whined, grabbed behind your head at Steve’s thighs, gripping the grey cotton of his sweats to try and ground yourself. You could see the hard outline of his cock above you, twitching and jumping underneath the material when you spread your legs wider for him. He took the opportunity to press down on the button at the base of the toy, the small motor kicking in more as the vibrations kicked up a notch.

“Fuck!”

Steve laughed, huffed out a breath and kissed his way back up your body, letting you feel his grin as he grazed his teeth over his favourite parts of you - your hips, the dip of your waist, the soft swell of your stomach, the underside of your breast. 

“You gonna come?” Steve whispered, his nose pressed to your cheek as you panted out for him, nuzzling into your neck. “You’re close aren’t you, baby? I can tell, I know, I know, you wanna come so bad, don’t you?”

Your eyes turned glassy as he spoke, glazing over as his words took you to a whole other space. You felt dreamy, your body on fire, everywhere tingling as you pressed the toy deeper inside of you, hips canting as you tried to find the spot that only Steve’s cock could.

You groaned out, a little frustrated, blinking prettily as wet gathered on your lash line. You sniffed, gasped out at the twitch of the ears over your clit and when your eyes fluttered shut, tears slipped from your eyes and rolled down one cheek, gathering at the hair by your ear.

“Oh honey,” Steve cooed, “don’t cry, you’re okay, aren’t you?” Steve had seen this before, the way you got lost in your own pleasure, in the way he touched you, how overwhelmed you could get as you searched for your high, letting him touch you until your lip quivered and your cheeks turned wet. “My sweet thing, just so fuckin’ desperate, aren’t you? Greedy, little thing.”

“Steve, please,” you cried, sniffling as you rocked your hips against your own hand, pulling at the boy’s sweats until he bent down beside you, giving you the attention you wanted. “Want you.”

“Yeah?” Steve murmured softly, bringing one hand to brush against your face, cradling your jaw and tilting your head back over the edge of the bed so you were looking at him upside down. “You want me? Shit, babe, aren’t you just so cute?”

Normally, that’s all it took for Steve to stop teasing, to crawl onto the bed with you and groan something filthy as he slipped the toy out of you and replaced it with his own, much bigger cock. But he kissed you instead, moaning when you opened your mouth for him, tongues pushing over the other, messy and desperate until Steve took control and made you slow down. 

He pulled back a little, pressed one peck, two pecks against your pouting lips and he smiled down at you. 

“Want me to keep your mouth busy? Yeah? This pretty, little mouth?” Steve asked you, nose sliding along the bridge of your own. He nuzzled at you, looked down the line of your body to see you bring one knee up and plant your foot on the bed, legs falling apart to fuck the buzzing toy in and out of yourself. “Make you feel nice n’ full, yeah, baby?”

Steve slid two fingers over your lips, pulled at your bottom lip until it fell back into place with a soft ‘pop’. He smiled at you, cooed all pretty when you whined for him, blinking wetly as the vibrator nudged up inside you, catching the spot you’d been looking for.

“Open your mouth for me, sweetheart, there you go,” Steve hummed happily and your body buzzed with praise. “So good, such a good fuckin’ girl.”

You let your lips part, mouth open and you groaned around Steve’s fingers, eyes fluttering when they dragged heavily across the flat of your tongue and then the boy was standing again, pulling at his cottons with one hand as she stared down at you with pupils blown wide.

“Shit baby, fuck, you want somethin’ bigger?”

You nodded, whimpered softly when Steve took his fingers from your mouth and dragged his hard, heavy cock out of his sweatpants. He fisted himself, jaw slack as he stood over you, staring at the way you licked your lips at the sight of his dick, gaze dragging down to your cunt, watching how you started fucking yourself a little faster.

“Ah, ah,” he scolded gently, “slow down, baby.”

You swore, breath stuttering and catching in your chest ‘cause you were so close to coming and watching Steve fuck into his own hand was more than enough to send you toppling over the edge. Your body was on fire, thighs quivering, bottom lip wobbling, but you did as you were told, slowing down your movements. 

“Stevie,” you gasped, squirming on his sheets, making them wrinkle under your bare body, “m’so close, please.”

Steve tugged at himself, lips parting, hair falling into his eyes and he groaned, hips canting and chasing his own touch ‘cause hearing you say that never got old. He took his time to look at you, all spread out on his own bed, head over the edge with your lips parted, mouth waiting to be fucked.

“I know, I know,” he soothed, his free hand cupping your chin, thumb rubbing softly over your throat. “You wanna come so bad, I know. But you’re gonna be a good girl for me, right, baby?” Steve pouted when you nodded, all sweet and mean for you, fingers and thumb squeezing softly at your cheeks, your neck. “Open up, pretty girl.”

You took his cock eagerly, his head slipping past your lips as you did as you were told, tongue swirling over the tip of him, making him swear above you. You reached up with one hand, trying to hold the base of him, thick and warm in your grip, but Steve tutted and pulled your hand away, making you whine.

“S’okay, baby, I’ve got you, yeah?” Steve encouraged your hand back to your cunt, fingers slipping messily over the wet slick there, spreading your folds with sticky fingers so the ears of the toy could flick back and forth over your clit easily. “Let me help you, that’s a good girl, Christ, yeah, just like that.”He held you face with one hand, cradling your cheek, thumb soothing over the hollow of it as you kept your mouth open for him, lips slick and glossy, eyes wide and wet as you stared up at him. The toy buzzed and Steve let out pretty little gasps and grunts, trying not to rock his hips too much, doing his best not to hurt you but he was close to being wrecked as he watched his cock slide in and out of your mouth.

“Fuck, fuck, can feel your throat,” he babbled, “you look so good baby, so pretty with my cock in your mouth, fucking yourself nice and slow for me, yeah?”

Your hand quickened, unable to help yourself as Steve talked dirty above you, hands petting sweetly at your face, your hair, your tits as he said the prettiest, dirtiest things to you. The toy buzzed louder when you pushed it deeper, hips flying up off the bed as you pushed it in and up, the silicone flicking over your clit harder than before. You moaned out, eyes glassy, throat tightening around Steve’s cock as it slipped a little too far, more than you could handle.

You gagged and spluttered a little, whining when Steve pulled back, groaning and cooing down at you, his thumb swiping over the corner of your mouth to clean up your mess. 

“Oh fuck, shitshitshit,” the boy choked out, fisting his cock over your face, looking positively wrecked for you. “Easy, sweetheart, don’t want you hurtin’ yourself, huh? Here baby, just take the tip, yeah? S’just too much for you, isn’t it? I know, I know.”

Your body seized up, the hook in you tummy tightening and pulling hot as he spoke, feeding his cock back to you as he held it in his big hand, letting you lick and suck at the tip as you fucked the toy into yourself faster and harder. You were crying, whining, overwhelmed and feeling so fucking good you couldn’t stand it.

“That’s a girl,” Steve grunted, softly swiping away the tears that were gathering under your lashes. “So fucking good for me, yeah, just take the tip for me, baby, so good.”

You kept sucking, lips pouted and wet around Steve’s cock, tongue lazing across the head as you whined, lashes fluttering as your eyes fell shut. It was easy to come like this, you realised all too quickly, your cunt fluttering around the vibrating toy, the tip of it nudging up against somewhere sweet inside of you, your clit tingling with all the attention. And the thickness of Steve was something completely tantalising, the thickness of his cock heavy and grounding on your tongue. He was still touching you, the hand that wasn’t wrapped around himself sweeping over different parts of you as he moaned out praises and dirty compliments.

He knew you were coming before you did, watching the way your body tensed up, how you were too busy licking over the hard length of his cock to realise what was about to hit you. And then you were slipping into the pleasure, letting him fall from your mouth as your head fell back and a filthy, pretty whine fell from your lips. 

Your thighs snapped together, your hand and the toy trapped between as you rocked into the vibrations, riding out your orgasm with eyes shut, cheeks flushed and toes curled. You moaned out the boy's name, over and over and over until he was groaning above you, head thrown back and jaw slack as he asked you if you could come on you.

You’d barely gasped out a ‘yes’ before he was painting your stomach, his hand a blur as he fucked himself into his fist, his cock wet and slick from your mouth and Steve was groaning something sinful as he came, eyes a dark caramel as he watched himself coat your tits.

“Christ,” Steve gasped out, flopping down beside you, making the bed bounce and you roll into his side. “You’re gonna be the death of me.”

how tros should’ve ended

Rey and Ben Solo in Star Wars: The Rise of Skywalker deleted scene

welcome back, hayden!

anyone have any requests? :)

reblogging this to show my mom

“the millenium falcon would wipe out the enterprise in seconds” lmao the enterprise is just an innocent science class floating thru space…. all they wanna do is look at some rocks… kiss an alien…. find some space plants….. why would you fight that its not a battleship theyre just nerds…… leave them olone 

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Requests open for ninjago x readers!

hi everyone 🥺💕

i’m new to the ninjago fandom, but ive been watching since season 2, but i stopped after season 3 after zane died cause i was salty lmao.

i’m currently catching up on lost time - i’m on season 8 now.

but anyway, i’ve never been involved in the fandom before, so i’m hoping to make some friends! i’ve decided to start writing x readers for the ninja cause that’s what i love to do haha.

you can send requests in for:

• cole, jay, zane, kai, and lloyd

• i may take special requests depending on the character, just lmk.

• i’ll write smut but i won’t write anything triggering like r*pe

• any specific details you want in the story 💕

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aaaaa why do i love this so much 😭

ok

here’s a thought

what if you turned to the dark side instead of anakin... like, if the roles were reversed, how would he react? would he join you or try and turn you back? this isnt soft or smutty but i just had a thougjt and want your opinion 👁👄👁

Oh im 100% he'd be heartbroken.

Like the whole scene with Ahsoka in TCW (I know I refrain from using TCW Anakin but in this instance I think it's still in character) for the Mortis arc where Ahsoka went to the Dark Side for a bit there, Anakin was like 🥺, "Ahsoka, this isn't you! Snap out of it!" Or something like that, and I genuinely think he'd do something like that.

He knows this isn't your right mindset, he knows you're better than the Dark Side and had knows you're so much more stronger than to fall to such weak lengths. He knows this, and so he's the one who's begging for you to come back.

He's been very overcome with emotion, I think, especially since its the love of his life.

But it also depends on what stage you'd fall to the Dark Side.

If you fell mid-TCW era, he'd be pressed you'd fallen. But if its ROTS era, where he feels like everyone's betraying him, he's definitely join you too.

But yeah that's my little take 😋

hi all! chapter 2 of 19 years later will be out tomorrow! if anyone else has any further requests for stories besides that though, please send some to my ask <3 also, i’ll be finishing this miniseries until then!