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I forgor to post this weird color scheme-swapping piece I did of some 212th clone troopers.

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Orbit

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Student & Teacher By cartoonist & artist, Chiara Raimondi

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Today I learned that Van Halen have that rider in their contract about “a bowl of M&Ms with all the brown ones removed” in order to know at a glance if the promoter read the entire contract.  And the reason they do THAT is because they once had a stage collapse because a promoter hadn’t read the proper way to set up all the specific technical stuff.

So if the band goes in the dressing room or catering and sees brown M&Ms, they know they have to double-check the stage setup for safety.

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Finished the first draft of my Last Unicorn collab with @posthumousvigor ~ It won't be posted for a little while (it needs heavy editing that my brain cannot handle right now), but here's a little sneak-peek 🦄

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Obi-Wan’s melancholy remained. Anakin watched him from his spot on the bed as Obi-Wan sat in front of the fire, his head ducked and hands wrapped tight around a bottle. The drink smelled both sweet and bitter, making Anakin’s eyes water and nostrils flair. Anxiety curled in his stomach, the scent familiar. It was the scent of men. Power hungry, ravenous men who tore and ripped and sought. Men who chased Anakin through the woods with sour spit covering their sharp teeth, eyes bright with the chase, the horror of their bellows clashing against the canopy above. 

But this drink didn’t make Obi-Wan lash out as Anakin had expected it would. Instead he became more sullen, eyes shrouded in misery and memory as he gazed into the flames and shed silent tears. Anakin was both fascinated and disturbed by the image. He didn’t know what to do; wasn’t sure he wanted to do anything. So he remained hidden on the bed, curled in the shadows as he watched Obi-Wan slowly sip away the night.

When Anakin finally moved, however, Obi-Wan’s gaze was on him, sharp in the darkness. His cheeks were more sunken now, a gaunt, desperate appearance to him that Anakin found haunting in its effect. Seemingly sensing Anakin’s distress, Obi-Wan’s expression collapsed in on itself, sorrow once again swallowing him up. He took another sip and turned back to the fire.

“You know…” he said, voice rough from disuse, “we used to share stories about your kind. Back at the temple. To see one of you - to just catch a glimpse - was considered one of the highest honours that could be given to a person. We believe that you are manifestations of the Force. The living embodiment of it. To be near such a thing was simply… inescapably special.” He swallowed, and seemingly discontent with what he tasted, dropped the bottle down next to him. He turned his attention back to Anakin, his eyes glassy with tears, the embers of the fires swimming in his gaze. “Why did you come to me now, little one? Why gift me with your presence when I am as I am? A poor wretch of a man, worn and pitiful. Why did you not come to me when I was a happier man? A more hopeful man? When I was a Jedi, someone worthy of your grace.”

Anakin was suffocated by Obi-Wan’s loneliness and despair, the scent and oppressive weight of it clinging to the Force. Anakin didn’t know what to do. His instincts were muted when he was a human, made even worse the longer he stayed as he was. He couldn’t hear the mice in the stone anymore, nor smell the brook as it babbled distantly near the cabin. 

“You came to me,” Anakin whispered. Obi-Wan blinked, and a tear slipped down his cheek. Standing, Anakin ignored the ache in his leg and the pull of his stomach and approached Obi-Wan. Stopping when he could feel Obi-Wan’s heat, Anakin cupped his cheek as his maiden had done to him long ago, and made him look up at him. “When I was in danger, you came to me. When I needed you the most, you graced me with your presence. The Force sent you to me. The honour is mine, Jedi.” 

A soft moan slipped past Obi-Wan’s lips, as if the weight of a century’s worth of sorrow had been lifted. Strong hands slipped along Anakin’s bare waist, and he collapsed forward, pressing his face against Anakin’s belly as he wept. Cradling the back of Obi-Wan’s head in his hands, Anakin held him.

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How the fuck am I expected to be normal about them??

How am I supposed to handle this. You just don't get any better than this. Where's the hetero explanationnnn. What's with those looks???

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Surprise! Tumblr just got turned into an epic fantasy RPG, just like [your favorite appropriate media franchise]. And the Tumblr RPG's plot needs to have all of its characters covered, in roles both large and small.

That means that you are assigned to a stereotypical RPG role inside our new fantasy world. Spin this wheel to find out what you are now doing for a living.

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clarity 🌕🌿 buy a wallpaper or leave a tip / twitter / instagram / shop 

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haha 小笼包/xiaolongbao (soup dumpling) more like 小龙包/xiaolongbao (little dragon bun) haha get it?? please clap

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Anakin is never asking these people about anything ever again.

✨🌙 ART LOG -> @404ama

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for the pallette challenge, sifo-dyas with THE depression, please??

Sifo - I've seen ten thousand ways we'll perish - Dyas.

He seems sweet!

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Endless bottomless sea. The Force.

It's a commission of Elzar Mann for @soneakyr !! Tysm!! :D

✨🌙 ART LOG -> @404ama

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If you ever asked me, "How do you reconcile reading romantic fic for Obi-Wan with that he's one of the Ultimate Jedi characters?" I would tell you that it's actually pretty easy! Option 1: As long as their commitment to their duty is the highest priority in their life, I don't see that as a conflict with a Jedi having a romantic relationship and I think you can make a solid case for this with Obi-Wan knowing about Anakin's relationship with Padme and never telling him to stop it unless Anakin is verging on becoming deeply unbalanced over it. Obi-Wan explicitly says romantic feelings are natural and it's not like they're not allowed. Supplementary material straight up is fine with Jedi in relationships as long as they remain true to their vows. Option 2: I have zero trouble seeing Obi-Wan willing to leave the Jedi Order and not even just because he said he would twice in main canon (The Phantom Menace and The Clone Wars) and another time in supplementary canon (Obi-Wan & Anakin), but because he loves and respects the Jedi Order so much! Obi-Wan is a true believer in the Jedi way, so much that if he felt his relationship with someone else would become more of a priority, he would respectfully take his leave, because he understands that the way the Force works in the worldbuilding of Star Wars means he has to have his emotional shit on lock if he's going to be acting with the Force. He loves the Jedi way enough and believes in it enough that he would follow another path rather than half-ass the one he cares so deeply for. Obi-Wan as a Jedi is central to his character, but I genuinely don't see it as a roadblock to shipping him with characters if I want to! And that same feeling applies to just about every other Jedi character I love!

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@jedijune 02 Advice / Inspiration

✨🌙 ART LOG -> @404ama

(Dialogue is based on a scene from 'makanai cooking for the maiko house', very nice show btw)

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