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@fcroren​​ said: “ i thought he was a myth. ” → meme // ACCEPTING !

          HE  HAD  AGED  FAR  beyond  his  years,  yet  Lord  Vader  still  remained  as  unchanged  as  the  day  his  son  fled  in  defiance;  unable  to  turn  his  father.  Cracks  and  lines  still  ringed  his  eyes  and  shaded  his  face,  but  they  had  been  frozen  in  time,  forbidden  from  deepening  and  stretching  further  into  his  skin. 

             The  key  to  eternal  life,  in  creating  life,  was  a  concept  the  old  Sith  had  clung  to  ever  since  he’d  driven  his  saber  into  the  bowels  of  his  tormentor,  a  power  promised  to  him,  then  never  given.  In  grasping  it  now,  the  ruin  that  was  the  Chancellor’s  life  and  memory  would  burn  and  squeal  for  all  time.

         ❛❛  No.  Lord  Sidious,  Sheev  Palpatine,  was  very  real  ❜❜  Vader  began  ❛❛  He  murdered  your  grandmother.  He  was  an  umbra,  a  wound  in  the  force  that  has  threatened  to  return  ever  since  you  were  born  ❜❜ 

           The  Sith  could  have  abducted  the  baby  from  his  crib,  could  have  destroyed  Ben’s  innocent  life  before  it  even  had  the  chance  to  begin;  like  a  wolf  that  leapt  through  cottage  windows  and  devoured  every  living  thing  in  sight,  sweeping  over  the  Solo  home  like  a  plague,  driven  by  the  fear  of  Sidious’  rebirth. 

                   No.  I  broke  your  hold  over  me  long  ago.

She’s starting to think this was a bad idea. The tension in the room was thick and she was feeling suffocated by it. What was he going to do? Would he kill her? She didn’t serve a purpose, other than being the last, living piece of his past, now that Luke was gone...

“ I’m...I’m probably the last person you want to see right now.” Her voice was soft and cracking. She keeps her glassy eyes averting, unable to look at him. I shouldn’t have done this...why did I do this ? This was a bad idea. He’s going to kill me.

. “ I...I couldn’t... “ Blake trails off, her emotions rising. Her throat becomes dry and she licks her lips, trying to keep herself under control. “ Can you please say something instead of just letting me trip over my tongue ? “

@fcroren​ said: ❛ i never wanted you dead. ❜ → meme // NO LONGER ACCEPTING

         HE  WAS  the  monster  under  children’s  beds,  the  creature  in  the  night  that  stalked  little  ones  through  the  forest  to  swallow  them  whole,  he  was  the  ferryman,  the  one  who  knocked,  and  it  was  a  reputation  well  earned,  established  in  every  rebel  child  from  birth,  and  that  included  his  own  grandson. 

       Ben  Solo  was  a  product  of  his  mother  through  and  through  -  wishing  only  death  on  her  father  -  but  Vader  had  expected  more  from  his  son  than  to  teach  Ben  of  death  as  a  creature  in  a  black  mask  and  armor.  The  boy’s  conflict,  though,  was  clear.  In  seeking  out  the  reaper,  he  had  defied  his  core  teachings  instilled  from  birth,  something  which  the  Sith  knew  much  of. 

       Affection  was  foreign  to  the  Dark  Lord,  yet  a  gloved  hand  reached  out  to  clasp  the  shoulder  of  his  grandson  reassuringly,  his  tone  unusual  in  its  humanity. 

@fcroren​ said: ❝Master ... I can't .❞ frustrated was an understatement . How many times had he tried , how many times did he now feel the crystal CRACK . Why was it so hard , why would it not work ? gaze was raised to the man in the shadows & he felt like a disappointment . After everything , he could not craft his own saber ? ❝I am sorry I ... do not deserve your guidance ...❞ → unprompted // ALWAYS ACCEPTING

         HE,  SEEMINGLY  unmoved  by  his  grandson’s  struggle,  stood  vigil  over  the  curled  boy,  as  Ren’s  hands,  calloused  and  bleeding,  shook  from  handling  the  broken  crystal. 

          The  darkness  was  not  yet  his  ally,  the  draw  of  his  mother’s  light  eeking  through  the  kyber  as  it  glistened  among  the  pieces  of  hilt  at  Vader’s  feet,  and  though  no  hint  of  contemplation  betrayed  the  Dark  Lord,  fingers  slipped  from  beneath  heavy  cloak,  gently  lifting  the  ruby  shards  to  suspend  them  between  them.   

         ❛❛  Your  thoughts  dwell  ❜❜  velvet  voice  remarked,  manipulating  the  kyber  in  the  air  to  slot  the  pieces  back  together  again,  the  power  within  it  sparking  and  arcing  like  a  thunderstorm  in  miniature  ❛❛  Focus  only  on  the  present.  See  the  pieces  of  your  weapon  coming  together  around  this  crystal  in  your  mind’s  eye.  See  them  move  through  the  fabric  of  the  force  ----  banish  anything  that  may  distract  from  that  ❜❜ 

Finn Ren