'abo hardeen but worse' because i have no idea what that means and i would like to know, and 'jack necromancer fanfic' because that sounds neat af
ABO Hardeen but worse
And the “Jack necromancer fanfic” is named after @jackdaw-kraai who enabled me into this
When Obi-Wan saw the moving trucks stop in front of house number 501 of Coruscanti Boulevard, he was most certain that the cars had made a mistake. The next house over had just been put on sale after its last owners, a lovely quiet family, had moved up north. It had a white picket fence, a large and well-cared for garden that Obi-Wan was frankly speaking envious of, a front that was painted in a refreshing apricot and looked all around inviting.
Number 501 on the other hand was everything but. The house had already been on sale over eighteen years ago when Obi-Wan had inherited his home from his grandfather at the ripe age of fifteen. The house was old for one, and not charmingly like a country villa, but in a way that made you wonder how many people had already died in there.
Basically urban magic with necromancer Anakin moving into a creepy house with his two very weird children and Obi-Wan tries to figure out what the heck is going on there.
I'll take you up on it! (I meant to earlier but then got distracted by other things, whoops.) Star Wars: Assassins AU and Groom AU. Batfam: Ra's control wip and Unbe Sequel (really been wanting to know what happens next with that one).
Assassins AU is essentially Mr. and Ms. Smith in Star Wars verse. It’s crack treated seriously and I love it.
She always wore such beautiful things, Anakin thought mournfully as he hurriedly grabbed the most practical and folded them into the bag. There wasn’t much time and they needed to leave. He froze as he heard the door open but relaxed when Padmé’s voice echoed through the house, calling his name.
“In here!” He didn’t look. It was his first mistake. “Padmé, angel, we have to go. I know this is out of nowhere and I promise I’ll make it up to you but we’re in danger and—” A wave of his hand opened a hidden holopad and he quickly punched a code, revealing a hidden panel in the back of the closet.
Grabbing weapons and equipment, he continued, “I promise I’ll explain everything! But he wants me to kill her and I can’t!”
“Who? Who does he want you to kill?” His second was not to notice how still her voice was.
“Amidala.” His breath hitched. “I would never!” He shook his head, staring blankly at the blaster in his hand. Remembering the missions and friendship he had built with her. “I could never.”
“Have you looked at the puck yet?” His wife asked, voice strangely blank.
“No, I don’t—” Anakin frowned and turned to look at her. Turned to stare down the barrel of a blaster. His stomach dropped.
“Padmé?” His eyes slowly moved from the tip of the shining silver blaster to his wife’s face, streaming with tears. “Angel?”
“You don’t get to call me that, Vader!” She snarled.
The venom in the tone made him take a step back. “I don’t know what you’ve been told but let me explain—”
“Children, Ani!” She cried, the blaster never wavering despite the tears on her face. “You’ve killed children!”
“I have never—”
“Look at the puck.” She demanded, nodding at where it lay innocently on the bed.
With a barrel in his face and his wife’s demands, there wasn’t much else to do. He slowly reached over and grabbed it, activating it with a flick of his thumb.
Padmé’s face stared back at him, rotating in blue hologram. Blocky aurebesh underneath spelling out AMIDALA.
He’d married his target. He’d married his best friend.
And he hadn’t even known it.
Unbe Sequel
“How dare you?!” A voice echoed from the hallway, young and familiar. It was soothing.
Her eyes fluttered and stilled. The air was different. Humid. Not the dry and fragrant air of Nanda Parbat. Shit. Jasrah listened carefully as everything came rushing back. Dick — Nightwing — and Drake. The attack on the palace. The cheap shot with the dart.
Her children!
Her jaw clenched as she remembered the cries of her son echoing through marble halls while she slipped into darkness. She would never forgive her brother for that. No matter what good he might have thought he was doing.
“You have no idea what you’ve done!”
Ah, right. Damian.
At least he, it seemed, hadn’t taken part. Not that she thought that he had. Not that he ever would.
THINGS GET TRIGGERY HERE
Ra’s control wip - tbh, I don’t remember where I was going with this.
Jay bites her lip as the tip of the dagger drags across her skin again. She’s lost count of how many times this has happened. How many times he’s marked her — reopening the scars — deepening them again and again. Stained with her agony as much as the magic and ink.
You’d think she’d be used to it by now.
“Patience, pet.” Ra’s’ voice washed over her.
Her body relaxed as her mind quieted. Deep underneath, she loathed it. How much she reacted. How calm his words made her.
It was the magic. Wasn’t it? Years under its control. Years of castings and renewals. She couldn’t be more his if she wanted to.
Bindings.
Control.
Lust.
Sex.
WARNING FOR SERIOUS TRIGGERS AHEAD
Grooming AU -
Palpatine was a little more overt about his motives with Anakin when he arranged to visit with the boy... He would ensure the boy was his apprentice if he had to break him himself...
It certainly didn’t hurt that he was a pretty young thing.
“Oh, Anakin, you know they won’t believe you. They don’t understand.” The Chancellor told him, a frown on his face.
Anakin grimaced and nodded. He knew. If the last year with the Jedi had taught him anything it was that he was always going to be an outsider. And outsiders were always distrusted.
“They can’t be what I can be.”
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Anakin couldn’t help the whimper that fell from his lips as the Chancellor’s hand slid under his robes and onto his skin. His stomach roiled as they moved lower, pushing aside layers of cloth. He’d thought the man was his friend but —
Ask Meme Time! 1. Jedi ot Sith? 17. How were you introduced to the fandom? 33. Which movie have you watched the most? 34. Which trilogy is the best? (Hope more than one question is fine.)
1. If I have to pick a path, I’m going to pick Jedi.
17. @jasontoddiefor‘s Vader Medical Trauma Time Travel AU. After successfully avoiding it for the better part of 30 years.
33. I... don’t know? I’m sure I’ve seen them as a kid but I’m just gonna say that since getting into Star Wars this summer, of my own free will I’ve watched them all but the ST through once. I’ve rewatched ANH intending on a second run of the OT and watched the last part of ATOC with the server.
34. OT. God, I love Anakin as a character but the PT... If I hadn’t gone off the deep end with the fanfic before watching the films I probably wouldn’t be all the interested. But the world building is really great and I love the characters in the PT. I just wish the movies had been directed better.
4. Favourite character from original trilogy? 22. Which heroine had the best hairstyle? 28. If you could stop one character from doing one thing, who would it be and why? 37. Opinions on the Jedi?
4. Leia. Gods, I love her so much.
22. Padme. QUEEN.
28. -waves hand emphatically at everything Anakin does-
But at the same time, it’s not like Anakin existed in a vacuum. There were a lot of influences on Anakin, not all of them wholly good. There were choices made around him that could have changed the path that Anakin was on and that could have potentially changed the fate of the Galaxy.
Like maybe not letting a young Padawan meet with the Chancellor of the Republic?
Or maybe freeing Anakin’s mother so that he knows she’s alright and can learn to manage his attachments in a healthy way?
37. Really should not be as involved with the Republic as they are. Other than that, I don’t think I’ve really put together my thoughts on them well enough to articulate.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Batman - All Media Types
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Damian Wayne and Jason Todd
Characters: Damian Wayne, Jason Todd
Additional Tags: Damian Wayne-centric, POV Damian Wayne, Damian Wayne is Robin, Damian Wayne Feels, Damian Wayne is Bad at Feelings, Jason Todd is Red Hood, Fluff and Angst
Summary:
Whatever lies past those masks, he knows, is not for him to unearth. To catch glimpse beyond the black is not what he is meant for. Not due to an inability of achieving such, because there exists no act, no deception, he is incapable of uprooting the truth of eventually.
He is perfectly capable. He absolutely can. He just won't.
