THE CHOSEN ONE ⋆ an independent celestial au! && private muse — anakin skywalker by emrys. crossover, oc, sequel, and eu-friendly. minors, non mutuals, taboo blogs & non rp blogs dni. mun is 30+ / will only write with 21+. carrd. memes. promo. ALL FOLLOWS ARE FROM SPOKENLEGACY. ... You could have been so great.
a study in : self acceptance, losing it all and rising back up, reincarnation, second chances, adhd tactics, fighting through depression, learning to lead by example, embracing the chosen one prophecy, understanding the force, the balance & letting go.
verses include : modern, marvel, rwrb, heated rivalry, hotd, inheritance cycle, merlin bbc, arthurian legends, and more.
FORCE BONDS (exclusives) : @earnsaber. @sacredpyre. @brokentalesofshadows.
𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐞
to see the same eyes in different people.
FORCENEXUS : an independent celestial au! && private muse — anakin skywalker by emrys. crossover, oc, sequel, and eu-friendly. minors, non mutuals, taboo blogs & non rp blogs dni. mun is 30+. ALL FOLLOWS ARE FROM SPOKENLEGACY.
Anakin was the best pilot in the Galactic Republic. Flying came on naturally like breathing. Sure, he crashed a ton of times, but he did feats most wouldn't dream of. Since he fell into exile, he had not sat in the cockpit. His hands itched for some semblance of his prior life. He tried to push it out of his mind. Now and again, he would take his beat-up speeder out. Feeling the wind through his hair brought a freedom he thought he would never have again.
"Like the palm of my hand." Fixing anything he could get his hands on had its uses. On Sriluur, he found work in a broken-down hangar bay. With meager earnings, he fed the younglings. It was the only familiarity in his life. A constant security in a galaxy that would rather have him dead.
"Starships are my specialty. There's not a ship I can't fix or fly." That much he was confident of. "Do we have a deal?" His ripped glove hand came out for a handshake. Anakin's nerves stayed frayed. What if he didn't think he was capable? Or worse, what if he were an imperial supporter? One wrong move and he could be in shackles.
These halls became the only home he had. Slowly, his duties took over whatever free time he had left. The war became the focus, and with it, he was forced to see all the pain and suffering left in its destruction. Hate was not the Jedi way, but Anakin hated every moment. It felt like it was sucking what was left of his happiness.
Lately, he found fewer reasons to smile. Why be happy when every person he saved, two more needed him? He tried to save them all. War was a painful lesson, and he was learning to let go despite the agony it caused him. It was never enough. With every battle won, they were not coming closer to a resolution.
Despite all this, he still took the lessons from the Grandmaster to heart. All beings joined the Force. Do not be sad about their passing. Anakin was a person who wore his heart outside his armor. Every strike, his heart threatened to be exposed.
Anakin's eyes stayed on Padme. She looked fine and healthy. If she wasn't in danger, then what brought her here? Breaking the silence they both agreed on, Ani felt his heart beating uncontrollably. She was still as beautiful as the last time he saw her. An angel in every right. "You... you wanted to see me?" He did break her heart, even if it was both of their decision. It was something he could not forgive himself for. "I thought you hated me, to be honest."
anakin raised a brow : ‘ maybe a change will do me some good. ’
Being stuck on Earth was the least of his problems. During his time there, he managed to build a two-seater Delta fighter with their technology. A few explosions and errors later— a few screams and kicks, he had the base of the fighter done within weeks. "Are you sure about this? My galaxy is different than what you are used to." Finishing the last few tweaks, he jumped from the cockpit of the ship. Anakin was anxious to get back home, and he didn't realize how hyper-focused he was about it until Wanda said something. "We can always come back if you feel you need to."
HOLD ME IN THE DARK. a collection of emotionally charged lyrics to scratch that angst itch. change verbiage and pronouns as needed. (send + reverse if desired.)
baby, now that i found you, i can't let you go.
i built my world around you, i need you so.
i only make a mess of my head, especially when i'm tied up to you.
love me and you leave me, then you pay me dirt.
used to be my best friend, now friendship isn't an option.
am i enough for you, my dear?
won't you hold me in the dark?
i've tried running but only you can fix my soul.
take me home.
i've been losing myself somehow.
your father says that i ain't worth a dime.
if it all goes south and my luck runs out, will you love me?
i've been washed down the rivers of your soul.
or will you let me down?
somehow, i know we're written in the stars.
we're walking in this lie.
when i see the devil's eyes, a current travels down my spine.
can you find me?
i'm in hell. your taste, your smell, i know you far too well.
your love is poison that won't let me live.
we're all lovers searching for someone.
just say you won't let go.
i've got nothing left to give and you give me nothing now.
i'm not gonna wait until you're done pretending you don't need anyone.
i'm not ready to die, not yet.
life's never like that.
every night, i'm dancing with your ghost.
cause a one in a million chance is still a chance and i would take those odds.
if you were mine i'd never let anyone hurt you.
can i be the one?
now, the day bleeds into nightfall and you're not here to get me through it all.
i let my guard down and then you pulled the rug.
i was getting kinda used to being someone you loved.
i tend to close my eyes when it hurts sometimes.
i don't wanna be alone tonight.
i can't believe the lies that i went for.
you took my feelings and just threw them out the window.
a collection of prompts from quotes of the book " The Long Way to a Small, Angry Planet" by Becky Chambers. change pronouns as necessary.
❝ I can wait for the galaxy outside to get a little kinder. ❞
❝ People can do terrible things when they feel safe and powerful. ❞
❝ Do not judge other species by your own social norms. ❞
❝ Such a quintessentially Human thing, to express sorrow through apology. ❞
❝ Scared means we want to live. ❞
❝ Ninety percent of all problems are caused by people being assholes. ❞
❝ We cannot blame ourselves for the wars our parents start. Sometimes the very best thing we can do is walk away. ❞
❝ Lovers are fun, but kind of stupid, too. ❞
❝ All the things I’ve done to my body, I’ve done out of love. ❞
❝ I never thought of fear as something that can go away. It just is. It reminds me that I want to stay alive. That doesn’t strike me as a bad thing. ❞
❝ There are few things as unsettling as a lack of control in an unfamiliar situation. ❞
❝ We’re grown-ups, we can have ice cream for lunch if we want. ❞
❝ You found something dark within your own house, and you are wondering how much of it has rubbed off on you. ❞
❝ This is so fucking Human of you. Lie back and let the galaxy do whatever it wants, because you’re too guilty about how badly you fucked up your own species to ever take the initiative. ❞
❝ Being alone and untouched . . . there’s no punishment worse than that. And she’s done nothing wrong. She’s just different. ❞
❝ The thing is, a lot of laws are stupid, too, and they don't always keep people out of danger. ❞
❝ Just because you leave home doesn’t mean you stop caring about it. ❞
Anakin's heart lurched. The words that came from Padme stung. He supposed he deserved it. Maybe he should have made himself clearer? In all honesty, he thought they would work on their relationship while they figured out how to tell his master. Instead, she slammed the door closed. So he gave her the space she needed.
Six months have passed since he last saw her. And now he was stuck on an assignment to protect her once more. He still loved her and always would.
His lips pressed together in frustration. If only he were more forthright about what he wanted.
Anakin's eyes dipped down, hurt. Trying his best to turn to the Grandmaster's latest lessons, he closed his eyes and breathed before answering again. "I am sorry, Senator. It won't happen again." Inside, he was dying. All he wanted to do was scream and run from the room. His Jedi duties forced him to stay. "Is there anything you need? I have R2 making console checks."
This couldn't be real. His brother, master, and friend stood there. And he mocked him. Anakin's saber was the same brilliant blue kyber crystal that chose him years ago. But Obi-Wan was the sick color of crimson. It made his stomach twist almost violently. He couldn't be a Sith. There was no way. Kenobi was a righteous man. The lessons he learned all told him to do better than react in anger. Be patient, think, this weapon is your life— all these things were what Obi-Wan reminded him over and over again.
And now he stood there separated by hatred instead of love. Anakin could feel the heat behind his eyes. His heart was breaking.
"I can't believe that." Anakin's throat felt tight. Anxiety raced through him as he held his own weapon but refused to ignite it. "I wanted you to show more, show me it was okay to feel. Not do this!"
No, this wasn't him. Obi-Wan, the man he looked up to, the one he sought when he needed counsel... it was too much to bear. Tears started to flow down his cheeks. He could feel his own anger festering. Grief and rage started to mix into a ball of energy threatening to come out at any cost.
Taking a step back, Anakin's hand lingered over the ignition button. "You were my brother! I love you!" He cried through the tears. "You were supposed to be with me! Not against me!"
