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We thought it might be a fun to do an ask game. If you want people to send you an ask, simply reblog this post. :-)

THE QUESTIONS

How did you find out about Rings of Power? What was the one thing that drew you to the show?

Who is your favourite character and why? 

If you could spend one day with a character, who would it be? What would you do together?

What’s your favourite location in RoP? 

What’s your favourite song or piece of music from RoP? 

Where would you most like to live in RoP and why?

What minor character would you like to see more of? 

What accessory would you like most to own? (sword, brooch, crown, etc.)

Whose costume would you like most to try on?

Choose three characters. What jobs would they have if they lived in our time?

Which social media site would your favourite character use the most?

What colour do you associate with your favourite character?

There is a lot of music in Tolkien. What character would you wish to sing in RoP? What would they sing about? To whom?

Do you have a song you associate with a favourite character?

Who would you write a poem for in RoP and why?

Name three characters that have dog energy and three that have cat energy.

What do you think “Halbrand” said to the warg puppy?

Which character would you most like to go to a pub with?

Which characters who haven't shared screen time yet would you most like to meet one another?

Name three of your favourite scenes (or lines, or scenes and lines).

Based on the various dinner scenes we have seen so far, to whose table would you most like to be invited as a guest?

Were you familiar with Tolkien's writings before you watched RoP? What’s your favourite, or what might you like to read after seeing the show?

If you could give a present to a favourite character, what would it be?

What is your favourite story line in RoP?

What people or community in Tolkien’s world is your favourite and why?

If you could ask the creative team behind RoP one question, what would it be?

Which person involved in the show would you most like to meet in person? What would you say to them?

Do you have any headcanons about a character, or the world? What are they? 

Describe your favourite character using three emojis.

The mechanic whoosh of DARTH VADERS durasteel suit echoed through the room as he took a seat in his bedchambers. Two of his clunky fingers gestured you over while he leaned back and tried to quell the constant pain that gnawed at him.

Silently, your feet patter against the cold tile of his quarters as you walk over to him. The only sounds in the room were the constant hum of the ship and his heavy vocoder breathing. Coming up behind him, you gently unhook the clamps of his helmet, a soft hissss ruching through the room.

“Master.” You mumble as his scarred and burned body come into view. Over the years you’d become something of a caretaker to the Sith Lord, originally put in place by Sideous -who did so clearly to further humiliate him- though now you almost enjoyed taking care of the tyrant.

Coming over to his front, you kneel and start to unhook his chest plate. Looking up, you meet his brilliantly yellow eyes. Though most of his face was mangled in burn scars, he was still almost.. handsome? You pushed that thought away for now. Each piece of his suit coming off meant more metallic clunking and gentle hissing.

As you moved to take off his boots, he moved his hand down and gently cupped your face “Little one.” He coos. Farley did he talk ever, it was clearly painful for his throat, but something about you always made him soft. “You’ve been too good to me.” He gestures you up to your feet. “You treat me like a man, though I’ve done nothing to deserve it.” He sighs.

“You’re evil. Not a monster.” You hold his heavy metal hand. “And you are a man. Despite everyone else having some sort of prejudice.” You smile. Something shifts in his eyes, almost like you’d said something unbelievable.

He pulls you down to his lap and looks over your face and body, examining you. “You stun me, little girl” he tsks “you do all for me with no wants in return” he let out a weak huff.

“I like helping y-“ he cuts you off by pulling v you against his tough-skinned chest “shh. I don’t care of your motives”

It felt weird. Vader swore he’d never touch another woman, but it had been so long, and even a Sith Lord needed to have some sort of relief. Your body was so soft and plush in his metal hands, so warm. There was a gentle stirring in his groin as you accepted his touch.

“You’ve proven.. loyal.” He starts, hoping to lure you into pleasing him. “If I asked you to do something.. would you?” He dares to look you in the eye.

“Of course.. yes.. anything” you nod almost immediately. You could see the way his eyes trailed hungrily over your body, something so human about the way he wanted you.

“I..” he starts “take my pants off.” His command is clear, though his weak voice made it sound almost pathetic.

As you climb off his lap, your Brian seems to be in overdrive. Obviously he wanted some sort of sexual favor, and obviously he didn’t ask just anyone. This was a weird dynamic you had found yourself in. As you took off his under armor pants, you were met with a, surprisingly, in tact cock.

Vader had almost the same expression. It wasn’t often he saw his own genitals anymore. His dick was about the only thing gang mostly survived Mustafar, though now it was a tad scared and mangled, with some ribbed skin running up the shaft. His balls were fairly okay, though they were in a metal cup that kept them from getting too exposed. And he was.. hung. Vader looked almost shocked at how hard you’d gotten him, no one turned him on, not since Padmé.

Carefully, you stand up. Unhooking your imperial uniform, you drop your skirt. Vader let out a mangled groan, it had been years since he’d seen the body of a young woman, and he found you tantalizing. “C’mere little on. Ride me. Show me how loyal you are to your empire.” His voice was substantially more hoarse than usual as he patted his thigh.

You gently walked toward him, he looked so real, so.. normal. Despite his fiery injuries, he was so mundane right now. Climbing onto his lap, you gather some of your own arousal and start to rub it up and down his cock. You felt a pair of invisible fingers tease your pussy, gestating you ready for him.

“Good girl..” he coos “go on..” the Sith urges you to sink down on him. After some positioning, you move down, he let out and low growl, it was embarrassing how good it felt to have a tight, willing cunt. As his cock stretched you out so deliciously.

“Oh.. mmph..” you bit your bottom lip “Vader…” his eyes shoot open as you moan his Sith name “No..” he growls “call me Anakin.. don’t..” he shakes his head.

Still bounding and gasping, you nod “Anakin..” you force out, so overwhelmed with the situation that your voice was small and quiet.

“Good girl… kriff..! Good- fuck..” he groans as you move up and down on his pulsing shaft. It was strange to hear is actual name, let alone have it moaned. But at the same time it turned him on to no end.

“I’m.. Anakin.. I’m..” you whine and finish on his cock, squirming in his lap. He was quick behind you, a strangled moan leaving him as he finishes in you.

After a few moments, he speaks “you e done good. I might make this a regular thing, little one.” He praises.

You dare to giggle “I can’t say I’ll hate that.”