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madmanwonder · 6 months
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Injustce Adam vs Winter
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rwac96 · 4 months
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Annon-Guy: Injustice 2 Interaction
Ghost Rider Vs. Wonder Woman
Ghost Rider: *climbs off his motorcycle* "Diana of Themyscira..."
Wonder Woman: *hooks her Lasso onto her belt* "You're not the first Spirit of Vengeance I've encountered."
Ghost Rider: *engulfs his chain in flames* "But there are no Imps to possess this one!"
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rocknroll7575 · 1 year
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Rusted Knight MK Intros pt.2
Rusted Knight: *walks on the stage with his broken sword* You say you were like a brother to me?
Ren: *twirls guns as he walks in stage* Yes, and I'm not going to let you forget that
Rusted Knight: I am not the man you think I am,
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Nora: *Falls onto the stage covered in electricity* If you don't remember, I'll make ya remember
Rusted Knight: *Jumps off Juniper and lands on stage* I doubt I could forget someone as crazy as you
Nora: But... you have...
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Oscar: *Walks on stage with cane* I looked up to you... you know that?
Rusted Knight: *walks on the stage with his broken sword* How disappointed you must be...
Oscar: You can come back from this, I know you can.
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Rusted Knight: *Jumps off Juniper and lands on stage* You remind me of Alyx
Emerald: *twirls her guns and aims them at RK* How so?
Rusted Knight: She too sought redemption
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Rusted Knight: *walks on the stage with his broken sword* I see you in my dreams
Cinder: *Flames in her eyes and smiling* As the Queen you serve?
Rusted Knight: As the Monster I need to slay
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Rusted Knight: *Jumps off Juniper and lands on stage* I will not allow your darkness to spread to the Ever-After
Salem: *Walks past Beowulfs* Ozma can't stop me, what makes you think you can win?
Rusted Knight: I don't have to win, we both just have to lose
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Gillian: *Notches arrow and aims at RK* You'd make a great king
Rusted Knight: *walks on the stage with his broken sword* I'm afraid my heart belongs to another
Gillian: One way or another, I will have you
BONUS/DLC:
Rusted Knight: *Jumps off Juniper and lands on stage* You're a hero from another world?
Jessica: *Hovers over the stage* I am and I'm here to save you, Jaune
Rusted Knight: There's no saving me, I'm afraid
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chongoblog · 9 months
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I feel like Netherrealm makes fighting games that I have absolutely no interest in ever really playing myself, but I will be damned if they aren't awesome at fighting game aesthetics.
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INJ Intros - Declawed
Injustice reader: She's Catgirl! Selina found her struggling on the streets and took her in! She's a lot nicer and is more willing to become a hero than her mother figure but she's still got that cunning flirty part of her. Interactions with: Damian (romantically, she wants to believe him when he says he didn't kill Nightwing), Catwoman (familial), Batman (platonic; I need at one when she asks if she can still call him father in law), and Starfire (she still wants to be friends with Star, but Star won't give her a chance)
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Selina Kyle:
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(Y/n): How much did you get?
Selina: I nabbed around 50K in jewelry last night. You?
(Y/n): 55K. I win!
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Selina: Remember rule #1?
(Y/n): Never pick a side.
Selina: Well, we won’t have a choice soon.
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(Y/n): I can’t just leave him.
Selina: Batboys are no good.
(Y/n): Like you’re one to talk.
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Selina: Stay here. It’s for your own good.
(Y/n): I am ready to fight the Regime.
Selina: Show me then.
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Damian Wayne:
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(Y/n): Finally, you cut you hair.
Damian: I liked it!
(Y/n): Hun, you looked like you sold molly for a living.
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Damian: Did he send you?
(Y/n): Please come home. We care about you.
Damian: All he cares about is his code!
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(Y/n): You gonna kill me, too?
Damian: Its not like that. They were murderers.
(Y/n): So was I! You can’t play favorites, Damian!
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Damian: Did you finally get your head straight?
(Y/n): Yeah, and I know what I need to do.
Damian: Please don’t do this.
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Bruce Wayne:
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(Y/n): Sooo, is it cool if I hyphenate our last name?
Bruce: Bring back Damian, and you can do whatever you want.
(Y/n): Challenge accepted.
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Bruce: Give back the Batarang.
(Y/n): How did you know?!
Bruce: Selina also tried to pawn one.
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(Y/n): Damian needs time when he is angry.
Bruce: He’s always angry.
(Y/n): *sigh* Fair enough.
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Bruce: Don’t make me regret this.
(Y/n): Boo-yah! Bat fam status!
Bruce: I am taking back that communicator.
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avaetin · 1 year
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I offer (tentatively) 11k words of Nico di Angelo's slow descent to death.
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paradisechid800 · 2 years
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Some intro dialogue ideas I had if Artemis and Diana fought in a game:
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Artemis: Princess.
Diana: Where is Cassie?
Artemis: You'll be joining her soon.
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Diana: Sister, you will throw down your weapons.
Artemis: You will have to pry them from my cold, dead hands.
Diana: So be it...
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Diana: I will compel you to surrender.
Artemis: With brute force?
Diana: No, loving submission.
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Artemis: Hello princess, how is your mother.
Diana: What have you done?
Artemis: You will see soon.
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Diana: So, you and Jason?
Artemis: My love life falls out of your concern.
Diana: I'll take that as a yes.
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Diana: You and your women must submit to loving authority.
Artemis: We would sooner die.
Diana: Please, choose peace not war.
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Artemis: Care to spar, my dear.
Diana: With you? Anytime.
Artemis: Then let us begin.
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Artemis: Your sisters reject war?
Diana: We rather live in peace than in man's constant conflict.
Artemis: And you are all weaker as a result.
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c-atm · 1 year
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Mortal kombat/ injustice interactions (SU edition)
Connie V Wonder Woman
*Connie walks in, looking through a binder with a file on Wonder Woman, lion beside her as Diana walks in, banging her shield*
Connie: Do you really think you're helping Clark? * Closes the binder shut, handing it to lion*
Diana: *Spins her sword as she gets into a ready stance* Who are you to criticize me?
Connie: *unsheaths sword* Someone who SAVED her superman.
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indigomarina · 5 months
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Battle romantic intros for Damien Wayne (Robin) and Serena from Pokémon (Batgirl) in the style of Injustice 2:
Intro for Damien Wayne (Robin): Robin: "Serena, you dance with Pokemon, I dance with danger." Serena: "Careful, Damian, you might get burned." Robin: "I'm used to the heat."
Intro for Serena (Batgirl): Batgirl: "Robin, this battle isn't a game." Robin: "It's all fun and games until someone gets hurt, Batgirl." Batgirl: "I don't play by your rules, Damian." (alternate version) Robin: "It's all fun and games until someone gets hurt, Batgirl." Batgirl: "I don't play by your rules, Damian." Robin: "Maybe it's time you learned."
Intro for Damien Wayne (Robin): Robin: "Serena, the battlefield is no place for innocence." Serena: "Don't underestimate the power of love, Damian." Robin: "Love won't protect you here."
Intro for Serena (Batgirl): Batgirl: "Robin, we don't have to fight. There's always another way." Robin: "In this world, Batgirl, sometimes the only language they understand is a punch." Batgirl: "I was hoping for a different kind of conversation."
Intro for Damien Wayne (Robin): Robin: "Serena, you're stepping into a world you don't understand." Serena: "I've faced legendary Pokemon, Damian. I can handle a Robin." Robin: "This isn't a game. Prepare yourself."
Intro for Serena (Batgirl): Batgirl: "Robin, Gotham's not the only city with shadows." Robin: "This is my city, Batgirl. And I protect it from all threats." Batgirl: "Including the ones it doesn't see coming."
Intro for Damien Wayne (Robin): Robin: "Serena, even in the chaos, you stand out like a beacon." Serena: "Maybe it's because I'm drawn to the shadows, Damian." Robin: "Let's dance in the darkness together."
Intro for Serena (Batgirl): Batgirl: "Robin, there's a spark between us in this battlefield." Robin: "A spark that can either light the way or burn everything down, Batgirl." Batgirl: "Let's see if we can control the flames."
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madmanwonder · 10 months
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Mortal Kombat/Injustice 2 Intro: Jinx the Loose Cannon vs. Tiny Tina (League of Legends/Arcane vs Borderland 2/3)
Jinx: *Held her Fishbones with a huge maniacal grin* Jaune-Jaune is my future husband~!
Tina: *Wields Boom Puppy as she swagger into the stage* Afraid not, babe. The King is this Queen husbando~!
Jinx: *Aim her Fishbones at Tiny* Death to the Queen then~!
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rwac96 · 10 months
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Annon-Guy: Sonic Frontiers Spoilers!
Injustice 2 Intro
Sage Vs. Wonder Woman
Sage: *materializes onto the stage* Your actions have done great damage to this world.
Wonder Woman: *hooks her Lasso onto her belt* Says the 'daughter' of Ivo Robotnik.
Sage: *summons dark spheres* At least Father is honest about his intentions, unlike Superman.
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No "pin move" feature?? Refunded
#oh and also it crashes for me every 10 mins lol#i think this one's just not for me even if it's pretty#very happy that steam chose to refund this impulse buy#so I'll be watching the story mode on yt then#there's so many aesthetic differences from MK11 that I just HATE#I hate the return of the immersion-breaking bone shattering in fatal blows. the blood was so much cooler#I hate that the kameos have a part in the fatal blow. really takes you away from your character#hate that kameos have a spotlight in the victory screen...#(yeah I just do not like the kameos on any level)#when I play a character it's usually out of love and I want them to be the star of the show. yknow#and meanwhile#the customization in this game is suuucchh a downgrade from MK11 oh my god#i was so ready to play barbie dressup when I booted up then was horribly disappointed#and I know it's how it was done in injustice or w/e but I hate how intros are done now#the dialogue doesn't even play on towers... what's the point#a lot of people are saying this is a better fighting game than MK11 and they're probably right but from the few rounds I played#it felt a lot less fun to play#but maybe it's the gd kameos#Again though the aeshetics are what probably bother me the most#For it's terrible story MK11 had incredible audio design and — it's personal preference but I loved the visuals#BUT but for real for real not having that fucking 'pin move' button is so egregious it's really sealed the deal#anywayyyyy#what can you expect from WB and the curre t state of the game's industry.#it took me literally over 24 hours to download MK1 lmfao. Should I download MK11 again to fix the itch? or stick to like. Elde*nring#*still have seen absolutely nothing fromt he story mode btw#can you give Shang his nail polish and braids back too#mortal kombat
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frownyalfred · 1 month
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On top of that, imagine Bruce's children being rightfully pissed at Clark for doing something like that to their dad!
Someone correct me if I’m wrong, but I think that confrontation is a big go/no go point in Injustice and their friendship. They’re not just fighting on opposite ideological sides. Clark tortured Bruce, and I’m pretty sure Bruce says something about making sure Clark remembers exactly what he resorted to.
“Clark broke Bruce’s back” is the kind of intro-family message that would have all the batkids staring at their comms in silent horror. Uncle Clark???
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phoeebsbuffay · 1 year
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Imagine Darth Vader finds out you are alive. He keeps track of what you've been up to in these years he became the Sith Lord. You are led to believe he was long dead... Until something happens.
Warnings: a lot of drama, angst... Contains smut, not recommended for minors.
Warnings 2: alternative universe where we have no Ahsoka Tano and Padmé Amidala. Here, Y/N is a character whose plot mixes them both; unburnt Vader.
Warnings 3: Anakin never killed the younglings in any of my stories even as Vader.
Warnings 4: fluffy endings.
Recommendation:"Broken" (Seether ft. Amy Lee); “Pictures of You” by “The Cure”.
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Intro
Once again, darkness flows uncontrollably. It gravitates towards its victim, ready to attack its heart by surrounding it and suffocating it as its poison dismisses any sight of light.
From the darkest waters, a man arises. From the flames of Mustafar, the one great Jedi has become the very thing he swore to destroy.
Darth Vader is hungry not only for the power to him denied when he was a general Jedi whose reputation once earned admiration from all, but for independence as well. To be set free of the chains of the misled Order he’d been so loyal to after countless years of losses, he is abandoned by all those he loved.
Except by one person.
One single woman escapes his resentment and anger. This woman is Y/L Y/LN. You. Of average height, y/c hair, soft y/c skin and eyes dark as coal, you and him met right after you were under the guidance of General Skywalker. You were not of an age to be a Padawan anymore, you were eighteen, in fact, about to become a Knight Jedi.
Skywalker back then resisted this idea mostly because he thought he did not need a Padawan whatsoever. But after an initial clash between the two of you, there came something. You started getting along.
He got harder on you, despite being very impressed by your skills. You always awoke the best of him. He’d never seen a Jedi as you: powerful, yes, but centered and altruist. Your patience and sharp wit surprised even Obi-Wan Kenobi. However, it was your recklessness and stubbornness that attracted Skywalker.
As diplomatic as you were, sometimes working under disguise to protect a Senator of Planet Y/C, you had your own issues with authority. Not often you did what others told you not to.
In spite of that, two years later Anakin was proud of you: you successfully became a Knight Jedi. He insisted that it was not too soon until you became a Jedi Master. Yet, it turned out to be a very difficult period of your lives. It was when you and Anakin began to seeing each other with romantic eyes.
That was precisely when everything started going wrong. You two had just gotten secretly married when someone set you a trap. The Council expelled you of the Order without a proper investigation of the case. Anakin could not believe the injustice he saw it was done to you. Though he eventually managed to prove your innocence, clearing you of all accusations, the damage was done. Thus was that you refused to go back to the Order.
Despite these circumstances, you carried on. You had a normal life to live together with your husband until the day Anakin went to a mission to spy the Chancellor only to never go back to your arms. It was when the Order 66 forced you to go separate ways.
To you, Anakin Skywalker was dead. And to him, you as well. Until this day… when Darth Vader meditates and only through the Force he discovers your whereabouts.
“By the Maker”, he chokes when he is led to you. “Y/L, you are alive!”
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Nowadays.
Your POV
It’s been two years, but your conscience does not cease to torment you. The specter of what could have been comes in the form of sweet nightmares that frequently has awaken you in salty tears.
The day the Order 66 had been carried out you discovered you were pregnant. You wanted to tell Anakin yourself: this was a moment where you both prepared for it. You had found an unofficial new job as a keeper of the peace to the Senator of Naboo, something you’ve chosen to do because Obi-Wan insisted and Anakin promised he needed a few more years before both of you left Coruscant.
That was the plan. But that same day, happiness clouded your judgement. You didn’t realize what was going on until Obi-Wan had sent you a trooper of his trust to inform something wrong happened to Anakin. You had to be prepared for what was to come, he was about to suggest you to go elsewhere.
“What good does it do to dwell in what was done?”, you mumble to yourself as you keep walking towards the market.
But memories remain crystal clear in the back of your mind. When the clone turned suddenly against you, trying to kill you in the process… When the circumstances escalated to a tragedy upon which you lost your dear child. And your husband.
Alone in this world, you now wage your own wars. At first, you are isolated—you don’t want to know about Jedis and Siths anymore, you’ve lost too much for either side. You don’t feel right with Anakin’s gone, you are too broken to live up at any resistance out there against the Empire.
You come to the underworld. There are times you sense someone is watching you. You turn, suspicious, but there is no one there. However, the sensation does not leave you.
You eventually cross the path of rebellious sisters whose ship you helped building. One of them, named Seara, is intrigued by your melancholic, closed behavior.
“We don’t even know your name.”
“Why would you like to know my name? I am just passing by.”
“No attachments, eh? I thought we could be friends.”
You feel as if you ghost yourself when you respond:
“We are not friends.”
Yet, eventually war out there comes for you. The moment you all are captured by a ship of pirates is the one you realize you cannot let Seara and her sister die because you simply have no other use for this world.
But it’s right here that your former Jedi self ignites a spark that would bring to you the attention of a very dangerous pair of yellow eyes.
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Darth Vader’s POV.
His frustration is fed when he is forced to acknowledge he’d been made a fool. Not only once as a child, or often as a Jedi, but even now as the apprentice to Palpatine. What has changed? An unposed question that holds a very bitter answer.
As he stares into the emptiness ahead of him, Lord Vader begins to contemplate instead how to get to you. Once the destruction of the Order meant to get his revenge for all the harm that has been done to you, to amend their wrongs and their injustices. However, this was not the sole point of his anger, of how he pursuit darkness as a solution for his problems.
By doubling his power, Lord Vader thought of you and you alone. He wanted to be the one to give you the life you deserved, comfortable and filled with proper luxuries—even though neither of you were excessively materialists. Nonetheless, what is this now but an illusion that is dissipating right before his eyes?
Seeing your suffering—the one that resulted from his doings—does not appease his angst. It only further bleeds his heart with guilt, breaking his spirit more than he cares to admit.
The only way now is to get his vengeance done. Vader realizes it has never been fully complete. Palpatine must die. A reasonable and yet bittersweet thought. Only then, he is coming for you, his precious love. The Jedi who left, the Jedi who never fell. His angel who remained pure before his eyes.
However, he must see you one more time. The temptation is too great to ignore.
What are you doing, Y/N? If only you knew…
It takes some time before he is led to a scene in which Vader promptly recognizes it as being part of the planet Y/C. You are under heavy rain, a grey hood omitting your features. You stare into the ocean, ignoring the presence of storm troopers who are still under the obeisance of the Order 66.
Vader fears for you. He instantly reconnects with you, trying to send some warnings about it. He sees you are startled by how tense your shoulders are. But you take his silent warning and when you turn, you are surrounded by five clones.
Vader feels an angst washing over his body, flowing over his hands, closing his fists as he tries to hold back a scream. In this very moment, though, the moment is gone. He cannot know what happens to you and to worse the current situation, Palpatine is looking for his pupile.
“I sense a weakness in you, Lord Vader”, his calm voice gives the other nerves. “What am I detecting here?”
“There is nothing to detect, my lord.” Vader goes in one knee, ignoring the look Palpatine casts him.
“I should better hope that you are not cultivating any animosity towards me, Lord Vader, unless death is what you aim to taste.”
There is little need for the demonstrations of anger for almost promptly Darth Vader submits to his Master.
For now, though.
For now.
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Your POV.
As you embark into this strange adventure with the rebellious sisters, trouble is inevitable. Soon, Seara finds out who you truly are.
“A Jedi!”, she exclaims, perplexed.
“You are a Jedi”, her older sister echoes the observation.
You are too impatient dealing with your enemies to explain your current state.
“Just go to the other side. Don’t be reckless, Seara!”, when seeing you are ignored and the other one tries to help, you let a cry out: “No! GET OUT OF HERE!”
You levitate them and throw them at the ship that awaits your leave. It’s the one you find at your disposal—or some sort of it, anyway.
“Just go!”
You turn, trying not to bear in mind the day where remaining troops found you and when they were about to blaster against you, you swear you could hear Anakin’s husky voice warning you about their presence.
How?
Would you dare to nurture hope? Would you dare to give ears to the truth that has been resounding in your heart at the silent sound of drums? Would you?
Oh for fuck’s sake. You know there is nothing left for me, Y/N…
You dismiss this new hope, rather concentrating in the days Anakin was your Master and when he got hard on you.
“Remember the new blows I taught you, Y/N”, he cried out to you. “Rise and resist!”
You would drop every single time. At every shot, you thought you’d get beaten. But you’d prove him wrong. You were not weak.
“Go on, lass!”
And eventually you did. You not only brought a small smile to his lips, but you surprised Obi-Wan Kenobi. You knocked every opponent down, you surpassed almost every one in your trainings
As you look at the countless enemies that stand right before you, a thought occurs you.
Why should I fear them?
What happens next comes in slow motion. Your cape embraces the cold wind that comes from outside. You can hear the protests of the sisters you are now protecting, thanks to the powers you’ve doubled recently, when you managed to levitate the heavy ship and send it away.
Your eyes never leave your enemies. You remember seeing every moment of your life running right before your eyes. Specially where Anakin is concerned.
‘Remembering you standing quiet in the rain, as I ran to your heart to be near. And we kissed as the sky fell in…’
His caressing, his eyes staring down into yours, the sweet promises that came out of his mouth, the taste of his tongue in a synchronized rhythm with yours… How he held you near, how you heard his heart beating.
Or how he warmed your body in tempest nights, when he soothed your fears concerning thunders, when he peppered your skin with soft kisses.
“I love you”, you often said when he laid next to your side, staring into those blue eyes with the same intensity that hid behind yours. “There is nothing in the world that I ever want more than to be with you.”
“You are the stars of my universe, Y/N”, he whispered back, finding peace in your arms. “I love you. I will always gravitate to you, I will always find you.”
As memory turns into dust and salty tears are swallowed, stuck in your throat, you are brought back to nowadays. The troops step aside and an Inquisitor comes, laughing manically, posing himself a threat with a woman by his side.
“We know who you are”, you are told, hands resting in your sabers. “Almost a Senator, almost a Jedi. It’s what you are. An almost who is now about to become nothing.”
“Yet you treat me like a Jedi”, you answer softly, disdain rolling in your tongue, another inheritance of your husband. “Should I presume you fear me enough to attempt to disqualify me? I am not forgetting the wrongs you’ve done to the one I love.”
Another laughter.
“Did no one tell you that vengeance and anger are not the Jedi way?”
You finally hold your sabers in your hands, eyes narrowed at your opponents.
And a sly smirk twitches in the corner of your lips when you respond them:
“Well, I am no Jedi, you sons of a bitch.”
Thus it is the battle finally begins.
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Darth Vader’s POV.
His eyes stare down into the lifeless corpse of Palpatine. Despise marks Anakin’s yellow eyes as he leaves it there, to public display under the shocked stare of thousands of troops and those who served the Empire loyally.
They all follow their Sith Lord with an astonished gaze stamped in their faces. What are they supposed to do now? A silent, unspoken question that is to meet, however, an even terrible end. Their reward for their evil services is dying under the forces not of Vader, who mysteriously escapes, but those of rebels who sought an opportunity and promptly took it.
Disguised under this vine hood, Vader’s mind and heart are far from the fall of the Empire he helped to build. As he concentrates, he comes to find you in a very violent battle.
Though he is proud of how you fight—(I taught you well, Y/nickname)—he is concerned in the same measure. How on earth will you alone defeat two of the most dangerous inquisitors? Not that he underestimates you, but as Vader is shown the fire spreading around the place you are fighting your war, his concern only grows.
“Fuck, Y/N. Fuck, don’t fight them off! Run away!” He tries to yell at you through the Force.
Though a disturbance is felt, all he can see is the tears that blurry your y/c eyes. Nonetheless, you don’t quake in fear. You are fierce, proud, every inch a Jedi trained and shaped to be one by your Master—the same one you married to.
But you resist. You scream, you give the best of yourself, many of the clones drop dead. But the Inquisitors are harder than you expected them to be.
Eventually though, exhaustion comes at you. Unfortunately, it comes in the wrong time. Right before Vader’s eyes, an explosion occurs.
“Y/N!”
His yells could easily echo throughout the dark silence of a nearly phantasmagoric galaxy as he pilots away to wherever you are. For he knows he will find you.
As he does.
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Your POV.
You believe you are dead. After a long time spent fighting for others’s wars, you are free. You released yourself after being for so long chained to people pleasing here and there, always tirelessly fighting to do the right. Despite the efforts, all you have received from others—except from your husband—was rudeness and unthankfulness.
However, where is peace? Why is there pain in your body, why does it hurt to breathe? You think you hear someone calling your name.
“Kill me”, you hear yourself gasp. “Please. Put an end to this misery.”
You are surprisingly being held into somebody’s arms. The smell of the scent is familiar to you. No. It cannot be.
“Y/N, my darling… I am here.”
The voice is so familiar that you need not much to acknowledge it. You start crying.
“I must be dead then so we are reunited. Oh, Anakin! I was not waiting for you. I’m so sorry I failed you”, you try to speak amidst the pain that inflicts you.
He is so distressed that you cannot tell what really is going on. You cling into him, sensing somehow in your heart there is a different Anakin that is rocking you in his arms.
But he is still my Anakin, nevertheless. My Anakin.
This is the last thought you have before diving into unconsciousness.
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Darth Vader’s POV.
He watches as you recover. Both of you are now found in a far away galaxy, somewhere where a new beginning is possible. You wake up in a comfortable bed, dressing a nightgown. A droid looks after you, though Anakin ensures not to leave your side.
“You don’t need to apologize or justify the path you’ve taken”, you tell him for the hundredth time as he apologizes to you. The once proud Jedi and even prouder Sith Lord is humbled before the woman he loves.
Vader is baffled by how well you took the new informations. For fear of losing you, he might’ve omitted some details, though he knows you know what he did not tell you.
But you stay. You cling into his arms, feeling safe. Vader watches you mesmerized.
“How can you…?” He cannot even ask.
You raise your eyes to meet his. Darth Vader is pleased to see some color is now painting your cheeks. You’ve been paled and your recovery took some months. Nonetheless, he’d been there for you: consoling your nightmares, tending your wounds and those unseen scars that left you a deep mark.
“There is good in you, Ani. I know there is”, you stroke his cheek, leaning to peck his lips. Your eyes instantly blurry at the proximity. “I still cannot believe you are here.”
“I’m here, darling. I will not leave you ever again. I… I didn’t know…” He chokes a sob, trying to look strong for you.
“Shhh, it’s fine. It’s all right. Come here.” You pull him against your arms and there he stays, his face buried in your neck. “We will get through this together, it’s what you always told me. I love you, Ani.”
His fears are easily soothed by you. The proximity of your bodies helps remembering how close you used to be—in every possible meaning—before the bloody war and the Emperor meddled and ruined your lives.
Yet, as Lord Vader comes to find out, even in darkness it is possible to let there be light. Little by little, he comes to terms with who he is—something you’ve always done, in fact. When now looking into your face, he is amazed by it.
You never expected him to change his nature, you did not yell at him, calling him names for what he’d done. All you two did was talk about what was done and why it was done, never judging the other for it.
“I love you, angel”, he says rather possessively, holding you close.
Playing with your hair and gently resting his hand on your shoulder, you turn at him when sensing the subtle change of his voice. You side smirk at him, feeling the same feeling.
As you rest your hand in his chest, you peck his lips, bitting his bottom lip.
“I love you too, Ani. I’ve missed you”, your voice comes in a whisper as you move your free hand to dive in his curls.
There is only a brief instant of silence hanging in between you. No more pain, no more nightmares at long last. It’s just you two. No more Jedis or Siths, but a husband with his wife.
It wakes the spark that for a very long time had been drowned in both of you. And he is surprised when your hand slips from his chest to his pants.
“Y/N”, he gasps softly. “What… Fuck.”
You smirk against his lips, enjoying the feeling of having his manhood getting hard under your delicate fingers, moving it up and down—slowly at first before increasing the rhythm just the way he enjoys it.
“I missed this”, you moan softly as he kisses you. “I missed us.”
And just like that, the dark beast comes out again. He kisses your neck, leaving all the gentleness behind when Anakin, formerly Lord Vader, bites it, hungry for your touch.
“Oh”, and you enjoy it, not only the feeling you have upon his manhood, but how he is completely dominating in bed.
“My sweet heart”, he growls under his breath as he starts to push your nightgown over your head, moving his body over yours. “Fuck. I…. Shit. No, no. It’s not about me tonight. Let me reward you for your good will towards me darling. Let me make you see stars.”
A shiver runs in your body the moment he says it, pinning your hands above your head all the whilst you feel him so damn close to your feminine parts, which almost makes you whimper.
Specially when he removes his shirt.
“Fuck”, you curse, feeling wet in between your legs.
Anakin smirks down at you before your cursing. He gently parts your legs, teasing you as he first removes your panties before moving his hands to your waist, arms and gently cupping your cheeks.
“Look what I made you into”, he chuckles. “Corrupting you, aren’t I?”
His thumb plays with your full lips and you take the opportunity to bite it and lick it as well. Anakin groans, hardening in the process.
“Oh by the Maker.”
“Yes?” You feign innocence when he looks at you. “Do you remember when you taught me so many ways to please my Master?”
His hands slip to your throat, wrapping them around it, but never doing anything that goes beyond the limits both of you once settled. His eyes stare down your nipples: he loves watching them getting hard under his touch. He in fact loves how easily you react to him.
“How naughty of you, Y/N”, he leans his body forward as he starts to touch your chest, hands playing with your breasts. “Have you been longing for me, wife?”
Anakin smirks pleased when seeing you blush.
“Y-Yes”, you moan in desperation, overall when he uses one of his hands to tease your womanhood. “Oh my… Anakin!”
As you interlock gazes, you feel as if you’d been brought back to heaven and the Lord Vader you know is the dark angel that’s made it reach to you.
***
Your POV.
You have missed riding him. Oh yes, you have. Every naughtiness there has been in you comes back with no shame. Anakin can tell the same as you move your hips slowly, taking his cock rightly so, as if he needs to remember you own him. As he owns you. As each owns the other.
“Oh Maker”, you throw your head back as his touch in your womanhood, as every grasp against your body sets your soul alight. “Oh my… You electrify me, love!”
“I’ve never been so alive as when I’m with you”, you lean downwards again to kiss his lips hungrily, famine for him, for his soul and flesh.
Anakin now flips positions and he is dominating you once more, leaving tons of bruises in your body, subjugating you to his will. His moves are harder now, matching your screams.
“Shit”, he curses when sensing his climax.
“Give me your seed”, you beg him, which makes him smirk.
Because for some reason he knows and so do you. That this night is not any night. And just like that he complies to your wishes.
Bathed in salt, your bodies are too tangled in each other to make any distinction. Anakin nuzzles against your neck, kissing you softly as he locks his hand against yours.
You rest against his chest, clinging onto him, never again experiencing this kind of bliss.
“Thank you, love”, you capture his whisper just as you start to fall asleep.
You turn your head to meet his eyes. One is painted with the old shade of blue so familiar to you, whilst the other remains yellow.
“What for, sweetheart?”, you ask him.
As he puts a loose lock behind your ear, you can tell he is thrilled.
“For this. For your forgiveness and your love. For…”
“Shh”, you interrupt him. Turning on your elbows, you smile at him as you wipe away his tears. “I will always love you, Anakin Skywalker. And you will be the father of my children. I’ve always known this. Always. We are a family, remember?”
“Yes”, he whispers softly. “Yes we are.”
That night the two of you fall asleep under the certainty something better awaits in a near future…
***
Epilogue.
Ten years later.
“Daaaaad! Luke got your… Oh, you didn’t tell me we had visitors”, Leia blushes. “Hello there, grandpa Ben!”
Anakin and you have been discussing your new steps as Senator of Coruscant when your daughter steps abruptly in the living room.
“I am too old to remind you it’s uncle Ben”, Obi-Wan chuckles, shaking his head.
“I can see your grey hair though, Master”, you joke back.
“Besides”, Anakin adds cheerfully, “didn’t I tell you that you were the closest thing to a father? But you have to wait for me because it apparently Luke has been up to another mischief.”
You sigh heavily as you pour some tea and surrender to your daughter’s pleas about eating chocolate cookie.
In the meantime, though, Anakin’s eyes go wide when he sees Luke took his younger brother, Ben, to a trip without his knowledge. He would have laughed if he didn’t know how fast Luke likes to pilot.
Y/N often says he got it after me…
Swallowing a laughter, Anakin scowls:
“LUKE AND BEN SKYWALKER! Did you go pilot without asking my permission again?”
The two boys exchange guilty glances. Anakin would be delighted to how cute they are had he not been concerned about parenting—or you’d scold him for that, accused of being too permissive with your sons.
“Leia is such a gossiper!”, Ben complains.
“Don’t say that about your sister. Come now, inside. Tell your mother what you did.”
“But dad!”, Luke pouts. “Why?"
"You know very well why, Luke Skywalker."
As he steps inside and finds Leia following you everywhere you go--and you are pregnant again, so Leia is always talking about having a sister because it's unfair how Luke has a brother to make him company.
"I see the boys get something from their father", Obi-Wan remarks in between chuckles.
You join him in laughters.
"Oh you have no idea how much!"
"But I got after my mother!", Leia protests proudly so.
"Of course you do", says Obi-Wan, watching as you beam and kiss her head. "Well time rushes. I hope to see you both on Monday. There are lots to be done! And kids, behave!"
You lean into Anakin's embrace as you two watch the children saying goodbye from their "grandpa" Ben. It's only then you chuckle and say:
"You think I wouldnt notice that you and your brother were up to no good again, Luke Skywalker? So much like your father."
"And it's time to homework now if I aint mistaken", says Anakin, unable to hold back his laughters before their complaints. "Go on. No candy before it's all done. Love, you can do what you have to do. I'm looking after them tonignt."
You beam as you kiss him in his lips, earning some "eeeew" from the children. But this family is everything you wanted. Everything you and Anakin deserved. And this is only growing...
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erenaeoth · 7 months
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What are your thoughts about Lee having a change of heart and deciding to genuinely help Lars & Yggdrasil?
In Tekken 6 it's pretty clear Lee intends to manipulate Lars for his own ends, but by Tekken 7 we can see a bond forming between Lee and Lars, and Lee start to believe in the cause Lars is fighting for. Lars is charismatic and pratical and actually has the expertise and manpower to challenge Kazuya's army. He's also not about ego or making this a personal fight, and Lee seeing that and seeing value in it is really important I think. Lee has had a lot of time to try and separate himself from the Mishimas, but always gets dragged back in, especially when it comes to rivalry with Kazuya. Lars finally allows him to distill his need to confront Kazuya's injustice, without losing himself to Mishima cycles of violence and hatred. So I think Lee being won over truly to Lars's cause is quite a big arc change for him. He's finally got an outlet and the guidance to confront Kazuya with distance and wisdom, rather than throwing himself back into his childhood rivalry.
I really like this development for him, and I hope we can see some Kazuya and Lee intros or dialogue where Lee is more mature and in control of his emotions as a result. I think Lars has been really good for Jin and Lee, and his distance from Heihachi is keeping them sane and giving them a chance at approaching this conflict in a less toxic way.
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silviakundera · 6 months
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Underrated aspect of A Journey to Love is how the ensemble's perspective is being widened & complicated by their experiences. Intro talks about a war that just ended between An and Wu. An are assholes, going around kicking everyone's ass for $$
First the spy squad from Wu country just want to complete 1 stupid doomed mission, in order to clear their sworn brothers' names who fell in the final battle. No real agenda or deep thoughts besides this personal obligation and Employee Following Orders. Avengers assemble! Our FL Ren Ruyi is on the run and was a Scarlet Guard spy member from enemy country An who are holding the Wu emperor hostage... but the Wu spy chief ML does only a spot of mild torture and basically tolerates this secret because (a) he's determined to retire and (b) she is retired (c) her identity doesn't match any know big enemy of his spy org and the state. But he doesn't want her around.
... record scratch: He compromises. Ok. I do want her around. I won't get attached but ok, she's helpful. I'll even trust her to mentor the princess as we travel to rescue the Wu emperor.
She is only a tutor, though! Won't get her involved in his country's buisness.
Yet then she joins a battle and risks her life to save a bunch of theirs. Ok, ML widens his POV again. She can be their partner!
Everyone loves the mysterious friendly & feral assassin.
Then the squad finds out her identity and tries to kill her. His defense of her inclusion in the group has expanded: (a) her identity doesn't match any known enemy of his spy org and the Wu state, (b) she saved our lives, and crucially (c) she Isn't Born in An Country [isn't truly An] + (d) she was working at the command of her superiors just like we do, a cog in the war machine, and also only killed shitty members of our spy org we don't like
Ok. Now she's on the team. ML & FL are dating now and all the kids ship it. There is 1 (one) Scarlet Guard enemy county spy they accept and support.
But at the same time, she's begun to care about them in return. And we're really IN IT now.
Let's mentor the princess and throw shade on the Wu emperor, considering how our actions matter & how powerful people affect the average person. Caring for the citizens of Wu. They deserve better than their ruling class.
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Being generally supportive & respectful of Ren Ruyi's love for the fallen An empress and RR's quest to avenge her.
The Wu delegation willing to (tentatively) ally with RR's former disciple, a marquis of An.
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An marquis revealed to have gone against orders to respectfully bury the bodies of their Wu soldier friends, because in his view all loyal soliders deserve it.
The Wu delegation digging up the bodies of their dead friends, to give them a final send off, and mastering their grief to wrench it back from turning into hatred of the An people - focusing their rage and hate on selish & war hungry leaders, not the soliders and generals ordered to fight.
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The focus of their resentment now turned to the right direction, expands their thinking & their plotting to have a consideratiom for all the residents of An and Wu, a care for humankind. An citizens are no longer the automatic enemy. ML tells the emperor of Wu to go fuck himself, directly to his face.
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Caring about injustice done to some Scarlet Guards and wanting to save active !! "innocent" Scarlet Guard lives. (So far from the starting point! No background check to validate that X, Y, Z don't apply to these people. No rejection of the ML by the delegation or threats for daring to care about a random Scarlet Guard's life or death.) I sure hope the An emperor pays big for being bad at his job, but we gotta be careful about how we deal with him and not mess up An for the nice jewelry makers & brothel workers who live there.
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"Having compassion doesn't mean irresolute."
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