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pink-fuchsia inquired:

Vader watched the empire fall.


He watched it when he found his son, when his body burned and he was free. He watched it fall to pieces as his son’s sister helped the Resistance leadership start up the Senate again, watched as the Republic rose like a metaphorical phoenix from the ashes. And just like a phoenix, the Republic rose in the same shape as before, the same problems, the same biases. He watched as the Empire fell and his son’s sister learned that the Republic of her father’s mind was a fairytale, a sweet lie wrapped in half truths and built on the labour and blood of others. Luke didn’t bother with the Republic, he had more important things to do, but when his sister asked for him, what else could he do but come to her aid?

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 Anonymous inquired:

Is there going to be a dinner of doom? Like in ESB where they show up in Cloud City to find Vader waiting for them.

fialleril:

I haven’t fully decided yet tbh, but there probably will be just because of the comedic potential. I mean, Darth Vader at a formal dinner is pretty funny in canon, but in super spy land it becomes even more ridiculous.

Leia’s probably having a mile-a-minute mental conversation with Ekkreth, who is half focused on Luke but still definitely enjoying this. Meanwhile Han and Lando and Chewie are all being so serious because they have no idea what’s happening behind the scenes, and Boba Fett thinks he’s big news when he is, in fact, completely irrelevant.

It’s kind of like the last time Vader captured Leia, only it’s not at all, because Tarkin is out of the picture and for the first time in Leia’s experience, Vader actually is in charge, so they have a lot more leeway. It’s still incredibly dangerous, of course, but…it’s maybe a little exciting, too, if she’s completely honest. A chance to test their acting chops.

Also lets consider the menu at this fabulous dinner party. Leia’s already got her theory about Luke and Ekkreth, though Anakin doesn’t know it. He’s about to confirm it to her in words, of course, but it’s just possible the menu will confirm her suspicions before he even says anything.

(And now I’m imaging the total confusion of Boba Fett, Lando, and all the stormtroopers when Darth Vader actually proceeds to make his prisoners sit down and enjoy their nice meal before sending them to their cells. Everybody knows Vader’s an odd one, of course, but…really?)

 


“No blasters at the table!” Lord Vader snaps menacingly.The stormtroopers all look at each other for a few seconds, look at Vader, look at the five rebels standing within shooting distance, and then look back at Vader. 

He is still standing at the head of the table. The stormtroopers drop their blasters and take their seats quietly, because the last time someone didn’t obey Vader they got straight up murdered. 
 

“Are you fucking kidding?” Han Solo says, before he fires at Vader. The bolt hits the wall behind the stormtroopers, at an almost complete 90 degree angle from where Solo himself is standing. It’s impressive and disturbing. 

Chewbacca holds up a sign that says 8. The stormtroopers, of course, hold up perfect 10′s. 
 

“What did I say?” Vader says, voice a deep growl. The blaster is ripped away from Solo and Lando takes that moment to faint. 

“We’re all going to have a nice dinner and then I’m going to lock you up. Now eat, I spent four hours making all of this.” Vader says. 


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 Anonymous inquired:

What do you think Vader would have done if Padme survived childbirth?

I actually wrote a little about my ideas for this here. And I wouldn’t want to write an entire fic of this verse, because it would be long and sad and I would loose interest in it quickly, I think.But here are some things from said verse:



She meets Padme Skywalker in an alley on a small moon. She’s heard stories about the other woman – stories of bravery and loyalty, of durasteel and cleverness, of bitter cold sarcasm and cutting eyes. She’s looked over the Imperial propaganda of her as well; the confusing mix of terrorist, naive girl-queen, conniving harlot, and crazy warmonger painting a picture that makes her seem like a boogeyman in technicolor. If asked, she supposes she was expecting a mix of the two conflicting images – a woman with wild eyes and wilder hair, clothes that fit like a glove with a low cut, a weapon on her hip and comms over both her ears.
 

That is not what she gets. Padme Skywalker is none of those things – she is a slight woman with a pretty face, tired eyes with exhaustion plain in the slight wrinkles around her mouth and nose. Her hair is long and kept in a braid down her back, still its original deep brown, and she dresses much like any spacer she’s ever seen does – simply, with layers for any temperature, and light fabrics for easy movability. She has a blaster at her hip and a vibroblade strapped to her back and, judging by her boots, probably a smaller blaster at one of her ankles.
 

“I was told you have something of importance, Ms. Erso?” Padme Skywalker’s voice is soft and sweet, her accent polished and pronounced. She rolled the r in her last name in a way that she hadn’t heard anyone do since she was a very young girl.
 

“I have a way in.” She stated and watched as a delighted smile broke out across the older woman’s face. It seemed to change her, that smile, in a way that she wasn’t used to seeing in another person. Her eyes grew sharper and the shadows across her brow slanted different, giving her a dangerous glint.
 

The hairs on the back of her neck stood up at the expression.


 

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 Anonymous inquired:

If Padme had lived, do you think Vader would have fought his enslavement to Palpatine?


I don’t think so - because if Padme had lived that means that Palpatine had fulfilled his part of the deal. Padme was alive and therefore that’s all that matters - obviously they can’t be together anymore, but that’s what happened to slaves: their marriages are meaningless and easily broken by selling one of them away. 
 

Anakin was sold away from his wife and child, but they’re alive and that’s more than he could ever hope for. He’s a Skywalker, enslavement is something he’s used to in his bones, but his children followed their mother and were born free. His wife is free and alive. 
 

No, if Padme were alive it wouldn’t be Anakin trying to fight for his own freedom - it would be the Rebel Alliance. Padme is a founding member of the Alliance and all her political allies are a part of it - the first thing she would have done was set aside the name “Amidala” and pick up “Skywalker”. She would name her children Skywalkers and tell anyone who would listen about her marriage, her husband, their children, how close Palpatine was with Anakin from childhood on, and she’d manage to get Anakin Skywalker declared a POW. 
 

And once Darth Vader comes into the picture, in a seven foot tall suit that has “medical nightmare” written all over it, it wouldn’t be hard to keep him listed as a POW. The more the Alliance learns of the Empire and Vader’s place in it - he’s not listed as a person or an asset but as a piece of propery; he’s not in the military as personnel but inventory - the more it becomes clear that Padme isn’t just trying to save her husband by stretching the truth. 
 

She would be the most hunted after person in the galaxy but also the most protected - Sidious wants her dead, Vader wants her alive. Sidious wants her corpse brought back to the Core to parade it around in some sick victory march, Vader wants her living, breathing body as far away from his master as possible. 
 

Anakin wouldn’t fight his enslavement because he knows how to use his status to keep master’s attention on him - he’s had his whole life to practice it.  
 

Sidious would try everything in his power to take Padme away from him - take so much of his memory that Vader wouldn’t remember his actual name, his mother’s face or touch, Obi-Wan’s red hair against a blue sky, how to spell Naboo in Basic, how to make a lightsaber, the moment when Padme told him she was pregnant, but he would never be able to steal Padme from him completely. 
 

The Empire would crumble from within much faster than in canon, because the more the Alliance pushes (and allies with previously neutral planets) the more the mask of Palpatine slips to reveal Sidious. The more he tries to parade his Apprentice around, the more destruction Vader brings, the more times the Alliance leaks holorecordings of Vader frozen in front of Padme, head tilted as if confused as to why she was there. 
 

In short: Padme lives is a different way to make the Star Wars universe feel pain and despair. 

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 In an AU where Padme doesn’t die, Vader gets caught by the Rebellion after like eight years or so, mostly because he was FINALLY left behind by Palpatine. Palpatine saw he was about to get caught and decided to cut his losses and Vader decides: I CAN SUICIDE ON THE REBELLION, WHAT A WONDERFUL IDEA! Only once they get him disarmed and in Force suppressants, the don’t kill him?? And then there is a really tense Empire/Rebellion open comms pissing contest and Vader says something sappy about his love for Padme and how he’s not going to go back to Palpatine because hey, guess who just spilled every state secret I even kind of know??


“You said you love me.” She says quietly. She’s holding his hand gently in between hers, the melted and mangled durasteel stiff and alien to her touch. She used to recognize his prosthetic, used to be able to grip it and know even with her eyes closed that it was a hand and not just steel, but no more.
 

The steady beeping of the various machines he’s hooked up to hum quietly in the background and over it all is the drone of the breathing apparatus. She can barely recognize him anymore, even out of the medical horror show Palpatine was keeping him in, and his face is covered with open burn wounds and layers of mangled flesh and ruined cartilage. His eye sockets are clearly broken, the cartilage shattered and massive bruising scattered across his face, and his lips look shrunken – he once had full lips, soft and smooth, and now they might as well be just a line covering his teeth.
 

(And his teeth – even those weren’t left alone. Most of them were plain gone, gaping holes still in his gums filled with bacteria and puss, and she couldn’t imagine what the point of any of that surgery was – why remove his teeth? He couldn’t remove the helmet himself, his fingers were too large to be able to open the latches, so what could the point have been to that? Simply cruelty?)
 

“You weren’t supposed to hear that.” Vader – Anakin – who are you? – says in response and she almost doesn’t hear him over the machinery. She’s staring at his chest, the raised mound of bandages hiding more horrors. He’s mostly covered in a single sheet, but she was there for the majority of his surgeries, so she knows the utter ruin that is his body now.
 

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 Anonymous inquired:

I'm sorry about the Padme hating Anakin prompt I gave you. What about I give you something more canon compliant: What if Padme is horrified about the lengths Palpatine did to put Anakin into that suit and she tries to help him through the horrendous pain?

Oh, honey, it’s all good - it was painful but also really good. And I got to explore a little about Naboo Religion and their perceptions of their afterlife, which was interesting to create. :D



During his first upgrades, maybe five years after he lost everything, he falls into unconsciousness on the operating table and wakes up to Padme’s shining eyes staring down at him. She’s got her hair down, the wind blowing strands of it across her forehead, and she’s smiling at him the way she did in the middle of the night when he woke up to see her watching him. He can feel her hands in his hair, can feel her nails rubbing softly against his scalp, and can feel the smoothness of the dress she’s wearing against his neck.
 

“This is a dream.” He says, staring up at her mesmerized. He raises his hand – a flesh hand, attached to a flesh arm, oh he is dreaming – and runs his index finger down her cheek. She’s warm to his touch. She turns to press a kiss to his fingertip and her lips are soft.
 

He sits up and she moves with him, wrapping her arms around him so she can settle her chin on his shoulder and press against his back. She’s wearing the bracelets he made for her during his first campaign, spray painted yellow and green so they didn’t look so drab. He remembers the first time he saw her wearing them on the Holonet, during a press conference, and he’d been so happy to see them on her he almost floated away.
 

“Aren’t you happy to see me?” Padme murmurs to him, kissing his neck and jawline. He leans back into her warmth, turning his head obediently for her, and when their lips touch it’s just like always, like coming home and the buzz of a lightsaber coming to life in his hands. He twists in her hold to wrap himself around her and she lets him move, bites at his mouth if he pulls away from her too much, and then she’s pulling him down.
 

They slide underwater and somehow he knew they’d be water here. It doesn’t try to pull them apart, engulfs them both in its embrace, and it’s cool and gentle. She breathes air into his lungs and he grips at her arms, squeezing just to feel her whole and warm in his hands. She pulls away from him to press their foreheads together and entangles their legs together, like they’re in bed.
 

The water fans her hair out around her and there are small air bubbles on her eyelashes. Between them is safety and air and perfection. The water here is dark, all around them, but he can see her perfectly fine and that’s all he’s ever needed.
 

“I love you.” She says to him and he sobs. This is a dream, she’s not real, he murdered her and their child, and so many other people. And children – she’d never love him, not anymore. He presses his face into her neck and she cradles him to her, able to hold him up because they’re suspended in water.
 

He can’t feel her because she’s not here, because this is a dream, because he murdered her and he doesn’t deserve her here and –
 

He should wake up and accept his punishment for his actions.

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Anonymous inquired:

Could you do a story where Padme haunts Vader everyday for he rest of his life? I would like it if she was furious with him, especially the first few years after her death?


Okay, I would first like to say that this sounds like a beginnings of a huge AU that I don’t really have time for currently. About Anakin regaining his agency and learning about his children being alive and figuring out how to die so he and Padme can be reunited. Like, it just sounds like an all around Angst fest. So I wrote a little bit of this AU, just because I couldn’t help it. 


Also, there’s a little less about Padme being outright vengeful because she didn’t die filled with hate and rage, but forgiveness and love. Her children were born, she saw them, and the whole “there’s still good in him”. And then there’s the fact that it’s seriously hard to be pissed at someone who is living in a literal medical torture suit so…She does get angry, but I don’t think it’s the all out vengeful rage you want from this. Sorry, that just doesn’t seem to be in her character.


But seriously, this would turn into such a huge thing, so here’s the beginning:
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Dying is exactly like she expected it to be, really: she fights and fights and loses in the end. She’s known that was the way she’d die ever since she made the decision to run for Queen, all those years ago, ever since she saw her husband again and realized his eyes called to her. She’s glad she got to see Luke and Leia before it happened but she’s sorry Obi-Wan had to be there when the vice around her heart finally squeezed too hard.
 

She hopes Anakin feels her death, if only so it can knock him back into himself. She hopes her children didn’t feel it, wants to keep them safe from that horror for at least a little while longer even as their universe twists into something horrible.
 

She’s been so exhausted for so long, she thinks she’s earned the right to rest for bit. Soon, Anakin will come home and after him will be Obi-Wan. Hopefully she won’t see their children for many years.
 

She lets the tide take her.


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