Imagine Darth Vader is having a rough week after the Death Star blows up and (as if his life isn’t wretched enough) Now Obi-wan Kenobi gets to haunt him. Of course no one else can see or hear him. And of course young Obi (because when you’re dead you can be any age you want) takes all kinds of pleasure in being a little shit of a personal poltergeist.
That would be a very good fic, Obi-wan only here to mess with him, never saying if he’s a complete hallucination or not (because Vader doesn’t know anything about Force ghosts, so he just thinks he’s going crazy after finally killing Obi-wan) ruining all his grand declarations by saying “where did you learn to talk like that, you don’t even know what dichotomy means,” making sarcastic comments about the uselessness of the stormtroopers, laughing out loud while watching Vader being dragged by the rest of the imperial military leaders before sighing when Vader Force-chokes them. But the absolute worst for Vader is that Obi-wan always changes his appearance. He sometimes sees the resigned face of Old Ben and the playfulness of dashing young knight Obi-wan, but most of the time it’s tired and worn General Kenobi with shadows under his eyes. It’s never the same one, but Vader understands why after a while.
Obi-wan likes to force him to listen to old stories. He always starts the same way: “Do you remember when…” if it’s General Kenobi who’s talking, it’s followed by a memory of a funny clone wars anecdote that would have made Skywalker laugh. If it’s Master Obi-wan, it’s a silly story about his 12-year-old padawan getting lost somewhere and panicking until his Master finds him. If it’s newly knighted Jedi Obi-wan, it’s a tale about a little blond boy giving headaches to his poor master because of his tendency to cause trouble wherever he goes.
Vader hates these stories.
He hates seeing Old Ben even more because this Obi-wan doesn’t have any stories to tell.
part 5
The fidelius prince charming
“You can live without me, you just don’t want to.” “Yes, just together like this, it give me a sense of peace.” 臥虎藏龍
A queen
This is one of the very few personal things I’ve ever posted on my blog, but I wanted you all to see more into who I am (even if it’s just through a TikTok). I hope you all enjoy it, please excuse my awkwardness, I’m so camera-shy lol
(For my marvel fans, I may start working on learning an avengers song although I’m not sure yet)
I’ve seen a lot of posts on my dash tonight about users who are threatening suicide, with other Tumblr members posting in effort to try to get ahold of them. I think you all should see this:
IF THERE IS EVER A TUMBLR USER WHO HAS POSTED A GOOD-BYE MESSAGE, SUICIDE NOTE, VIDEO, OR ANYTHING OF THE SORT, PLEASE FOLLOW THIS POST.
1. Scroll to the top of your dashboard.
2. See the circular question mark icon at the top? It’s the third one over from your home symbol. Click on that, and a screen similar to the one in the picture will come up.
3. Where you can type in questions, the box with the magnifying glass at the top, type in the word “suicide.”
4. Click on the first link that shows up. It should say, “Pass the URL of the blog on to us.”
5. Type in the user’s URL and tell Tumblr admin that the user is contemplating suicide and has posted a message indicating that they are going through with it or will be attempting. Hit send! Tumblr administration will perform a number of actions to contact the user and take the necessary steps to prevent the suicide.
TUMBLR: THIS COULD SAVE A USER’S LIFE. PLEASE DO NOT IGNORE SUICIDE THREATS.
Reblog this to keep other users aware. Suicide isn’t a joke, and neither is someone’s life. If you didn’t know this, someone else may not, either. Pass it on.
My Facebook meme groups DELIVERED
i think the world is ready to see this one :)
don’t think i ever posted these knight ahsoka sketches here
“You’re going down a path I can’t follow”
Home to Hateno ✧
Whenever I feel frustrated with my art and want to reset, I try to evoke the art style of an artist I admire, in this case mohtz’s work really inspires me
One time my rabbi told us, “imagine you had a box with a little bit of god in it. What would you do with the box?”
So we were like ?? “We’d protect it and keep it nice and clean and polished” and he was like “your body’s that box. Stop eating markers”