PDA! at the Empire

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PDA! at the Empire
Boba listening to Vader ranting about Thrawn because apparently the Dark Lord has no friends but him
keldabe kiss
Vader becoming so numb to the Empire's abuse he starts seeing himself as a droid.
Boba liking Vader in a droidfucker way.
Vader has lived 2 decades under the Emperor as his attack dog. He lives to serve, he knows his place. He does what he's asked and he doesn't expect reward - it's his only purpose. The rare times he's offered affection from his master are only to replenish his connection to the dark side, make him hurt again and again, keep him in agony both emotionally and physically. So why would he crave something more? He does his job well and he gets nothing for it and nothing is better than punishment disguised as reward. A life like that, combined with his suit and cybernetics make him more droid than person.
And Boba loves it. The wires pulling and twisting in his forearms as Vader examines his joints after a battle. The whirring of the gears in Vader's knees and ankles and the cold clunk of metal on metal as he struts the corridors of the death star. The synthetic breaths forcibly pumped through the last of Vader's anatomy as he struggles to bark his orders. Objectively there was nothing sexual about it, but Boba would argue he'd never seen something more arousing and he'd been in all the darkest corners of the galaxy.
The greatest part is Boba still sees the last shreds Vader's humanity. The unfiltered interest he takes in his ships and repairs and the repressed yearning for an unconditional connection of any kind that isn't masked as well as Vader hopes. He's fascinated by the way the cogs Vader's mind turn, the way he's so analytical of the world around him yet so blind to his own self. Boba has always been observant and how he has the opportunity to truly pick the man apart and put him back together.
It's the best of both worlds. The glinting body of a droid and the (somewhat) warm heart of a man.
Also I may have fallen into a Star Wars shaped hole. I need help yall. Specifically I need anything Darth Vader redemption arc (but he keeps the suit) shaped thing to help me out of said hole. (They always give him skin I want that man Crispy)
Anyways, got dragged kicking and screaming into Star Wars as a whole by, of all things, DarthFett! (Aka darth vader x boba fett). Which is unsurprising as helmeted badasses with more mental illnesses between them than the entire internet is a Very fun ship concept.
Anyways, take my poorly photo’d sketches
Also, shoutout to the Ao3 fic Armor Black and Beautiful by DaughterOfDungeonBat as it’s what primarily captured me into liking the ship.
I love their banter and dynamic. More of them, Star Wars, please.
hot take you cant have vaderfett without having rexwalker, fiveswalker, or any (all) torrent x Anakin
vaderfett powerpoint held, ive ushered three new believers into the fold