#I CANT DRAW LIGHTSABER

[satanickl]

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[azuree1733]

THE ACOLYTE IS OK????

[hiddenbeks]

listening to muse's stockholm syndrome while fervently rotating liah in my head 😔

[ddejavvu]

omg I BEG of u to write a fic about the thing anon mentioned about dbf obi-wan 😭 /nf maybe reader is like anakin's age and her master is yoda.

i also think it would be really interesting if reader tends to be quite similar to her master yoda where she's usually calm and collected and zen and all that, but just cant keep her head clear when obi-wan's around NFNAJFJSKDB i'm already blushing just thinking about it!!! i just know you'd write this beautifully!!! /gen

Brewing and serving a perfect pot of tea is something inescapable as Grandmaster Yoda's padawan. You'd been trained in proper steeping rituals before you were ever trained in lightsaber combat, and you take a bit of pride in your craft even though it's a skill most might consider less-than-impressive in the overall catalogue of a Jedi's skills.

All of that is why you should not have dropped the teapot you'd been carrying upon seeing your master's houseguest, but Master Kenobi catches it with wide eyes and a steady hand. The teapot hovers mere inches above the ground, giving you a measly two seconds to gather your composure before a twitch of Master Kenobi's hand lifts it back up onto the tray you're miraculously still carrying.

You have very un-Jedi-like feelings towards Master Kenobi. You'd never thought much of him- nor anyone for quite some time, but you'd travelled outside of the temple, spent time on other planets, socialized with hundreds of different people in the galaxy, and the auburn-haired man in front of you has recently topped the charts of people you would be attracted to, if you weren't a Jedi forbidden from attachment.

"Sorry." You stammer, heart hammering in your chest from a mix of adrenaline and something else you refuse to name, "I- I lost my balance."

Your master snorts from his place on his tea cushion, a tiny thing at the head of the coffee table where you set the tea tray, "Uncoordinated, you are today, Padawan."

"Yes, Master." You agree miserably, pouring tea for Masters Yoda and Kenobi before pouring your own cup. You want to come up with an excuse, overtiredness or a troubling class assignment on your mind, but there's nothing your master won't see through.

"It's quite alright, dear." Master Kenobi places a hand over your own where you set the teapot down, and your eyes dart towards his own. Your trained Jedi composure allows for you to keep your face in a neutral expression, but there's very little hiding the slight shake to your hands as you reach for the sugar.

"Anakin has a habit of spreading his mechanical projects over our carpets like we live in a junkyard. I know that they're there," The bearded Jedi master smiles, "And every morning I still step sure-footedly out of my bedroom expecting not to be impaled through the foot with a jagged wire. Jedi agility cannot completely remove natural clumsiness."

"Remove clumsiness for me, it did." Your master huffs, squeezing the sap out of some deadly looking berries and into his teacup, "A better Jedi I am, than you two."

"You tripped over your own walking stick yesterday," You point your spoon accusatorily at him, and you nearly lose your conviction when it draws a warm chuckle from Master Kenobi's throat.

"Hmmph. Disrespectful, you are." Yoda gripes, but you see through his stern facade, "Sleep outside tonight, you will."

"Master!' You shriek, nearly choking on both your laughter and your tea, "That's not fair!"

"Don't worry, dear." Master Kenobi stretches his leg out beneath the coffee table to rest against your own, "You're welcome to stay the night in my quarters if your Master kicks you to the curb." He winks, "Anakin is gone on his first solo mission, so the two of us will have plenty of room."

You know the whole thing is one big joke, and you also know that Master Kenobi's offer is nothing but platonic. But still, the invitation, the assurance that you'll be alone with plenty of room- room for what? - you're barely able to nudge his leg back teasingly and glare half-heartedly at your master.

"I'm reporting you to the Council." You decide, but your threats come out weaker than intended due to the continued press of Master Kenobi's leg against your own beneath the table, "You may be the Grandmaster, but the neglect of a padawan is serious business."

"Two nights," Master Yoda snickers, "Two nights, you will sleep outside."

You let out an exasperated groan, but the last of your composure slips away upon meeting Master Kenobi's kind gaze, his eyes twinkling with gorgeous mirth, "You can stay with me for as long as you'd like."

[enthyrea]

Hi! Who do you think has a tattoo out of the TGM pilots and what is it?

Thank you!!!

hi! honestly i think most of them have tattoos! i've been thinking of drawing them out at some point, so hopefully you'll stick around to see that, anon!

in particular, i think payback has stars on his triceps (jay ellis has these in real life), and likely a tattoo dedicated to his daughter, probably her birthday or a tattoo replica of something she drew for him.

hangman and coyote have matching tattoos they got while in flight school together. i also think hangman has h_ngm_n somewhere on his body lmao, also probably a giant texas on his ass. coyote has the fleur de lis over his chest, and probably an actual coyote tattoo (a semi-realistic one) somewhere too.

while i dont think rooster has any tattoos, if he did, it would be the date of his parents' marriage on his arm or something.

i like to imagine that bob has a bunch of little ones of just random objects, and that's why he kept his shirt on at the beach (he didnt want the attention lol). they're either really thin/simple or very realistic.

im torn between phoenix having literal phoenix wings tattooed on her back, or her having little jets on her back upper shoulder.

fanboy is the one i can see believing that tattoos poison you (his mom told him that when he was 5 and he never thought otherwise) but if he were gonna have one, it would totally be something nerdy like a pokéball or the star trek logo or a lightsaber.

(if anyone was gonna get a tramp stamp it would be hangman you cant prove me wrong)

[adragonsfriend]

Welcome!

I write about star wars meta, my own fic, other people's fics, whatever. Currently I'm looking back at some of my long posts and cringing, so bullet points I'm thinking about reworking or rewriting for whatever reason are marked (RW) for ReWork.

Table of Contents

Jedi & Sith Meta

Cultural Relationships to Pain: Sith, Jedi (also Amavikka)

"The Jedi are slaves to their doctrine..." (No they're absolutely not) & Jedi cultural context

"Do or do not, there is no try"--A contextual analysis (RW) (note: currently contains an inaccurate assessment of Yoda & Obi-Wan's opinion on Vader)

Why does Depa take 12 yr old Caleb as a Padawan?

Vaapad, Mace Windu, Emotional Control

Shatterpoint Mace Windu & Luke Skywalker: Comparison (RW) (note: currently contains an inaccurate assessment of Yoda & Obi-Wan's opinion on Vader)

"There is no emotion, there is peace…" An Analysis (RW)

"Fix Anakin with this one Easy Trick!! (Jedi don't want u 2 no)"

Force User Graphs

Canon Characters

Padme is not a Witness to Anakin's Violence

Congrats! It's a Boy (Anakin only has one kid)

Anakin & Ahsoka in the Ryloth & Malevolence Arcs

Killing Ahsoka in the Cad Bane Arc

Anakin's AotC dreams

Purple Lightsabers

Dooku: the Good, the Perfect and the Fascism

Chancellor Palpatine isn't Rude

Star Wars as Media

"Why you no therapist, Star Wars?"

"If Anakin could've been open about his marriage..."

A Statement about Good and Evil

Mace Windu & American Moor

Time Travel Fics: Themes & Breifly Considering Disability

SW Protagonists do not “Have More Feelings” than Other People

The Prequels are a Complicating Narrative for a very Specific Audience (it’s probably not you)

Anti-Jedi sentiment and the One Moral Culture at a Time Framework

World building

Ryloth Worldbuilding

How to feed 2 million runaway clones (hint: you cant)

Zygerria & Cat Agriculture, (+ canabalism? & insects), (+ecological disaster)

Amavikka Meta & World building

Leia's Role in Amavikka Mythology

Cultural Relationships to Pain: Amavikka, (also Sith, Jedi)

Amavikka cultural context

On Writing Ekkreth Stories

Amatakka

Amatakka Learning Guide (intended for learners)

Amatakka Additions (the complete spreadsheet, intended for conlangers)

Poem for Singers/Surgeons + Amatakka Translation

Biting His Own Tale (My fic: ao3)

How Palpatine uses Stories

Dooku has Anxiety and no idea what is going on

Anakin's Ekkreth Mask Drawing, Painting

Ryloth Worldbuilding (& Syndulla Family)

Fungi

Casualties of Biting His own Tale (1), (2)

Lineage Trees

A list of shorter, randomer thoughts

[alnaster]

Some madoker ocs

None of their designs or anything are ironed out yet, they’re part of the same story that takes place a couple years before the show. Most of them end up dead lmao

Lisa Avery! Our main girl! She’s kind of a selfish asshole, she’s got a bit of a detached go-with-the-flow kinda attitude, although she tends to try to act like she cares about things less than she does. She is a bit of an asshole protag who does some fucked up things sometimes. Basically, she’s kind of a mess, but she’s very silly.

In terms of her design, I wanted an rpg heroine kind of look? I also wanted some kind of headpiece that can like, change her whole vibe when she’s transformed, or at least something to complement her weird hairstyle. Her wish was decided to match another character’s wish (that character isnt here), where both of their wishes are something that’s kind of useless now, essentially. Her wish was to bring her grandfather back to life, but he died from something else a couple years later. Her weapon might be something real, but as far as I know I made it up. I was thinking about like, Darth Maul’s weird double bladed lightsaber with the tiny handle? That’s essentially what Lisa has. Her soul gem is a diamond on her right wrist, where the bracelet is. Kind of similar to Homura, but she’s the mc she can be a little special

Isabella Ruth!

She’s a side character! I cant say much about her….. she used to be kind of fucked up when she was younger, but now she’s chill.

Her aesthetic is supposed to be like a horror movie serial killer? In an older version of her design, her eyepatch had a cutout in it where the soul gem is, just cause I like having the soul gem touching the body like in the original show. But it looked too messy, so it’s just sitting on the fabric now. Ah well, maybe the important characters can have the soul gems on their bodies and the side characters can just get them anywhere. Her weapon is a chainsaw, but it has a sword handle. I iunno what her wish is, lmao

Mimori Tamae!

Tamae is our villain, essentially. She’s trying to circumvent the incubator’s system to end suffering and allat. Kyubey is vaguely interested in her, just cause some of the ideas she holds are kind of interesting, but ultimately she fundamentally misunderstands the nature of the magical girl system and fails and dies.

She was designed to some kind of a cleric or a priest? I also have a version of her design where she has jester hat, but I dont think she’s that jesterish even though I think it looks cool. I think the cut on her dress where the soul gem is looks a little kyoko-ish? But maybe its fine if i keep the shape as a more even diamond like in the first drawing. Her weapon is a wand, which she waves around while she uses her magic, but she can also throw it like a projectile and stab people with it. I like to imagine she holds it and waves it like a music baton. Also, i realize both her names can be first names or surnames, so to clarify, mimori is her surname.

[engagemythrusters]

like im watching taiko ensembles right now, especially the ones that have just as much a visual aspect as a musical one, and i cant help but think!! something like this would be so good for them to utilise! the coordination between physical posing and keeping the rhythm with those around you... the former drawing upon their basic lightsaber forms, the latter keeping them in tune with those in the force around them... like i just. wow!

and i am a horn player myself, and i just... i desire so greatly for something i love to play to be in something i enjoy watching. like you could have any brass instrument, obviously, but something more double horn like would be perfect. it's rich and mellow and strong and soft and everything you could ever want. and it is a HARD instrument. the skill that takes... surely a jedi would be perfect to play a horn!

thinking about jedi culture, especially revolving around its arts.

[the-ipre]

!!

[id: a digital drawing of a light skinned human with partially bleached hair in a mullet sticking out his tongue and smiling. he has lots of piercings, gold eyes, and a scrappy mustache, as well as goggles around their neck and a tank top. the background is orange with bits of lines circling out from their head /end id]

meet screech (he/they)! force sensitive mechanic, born and raised on a space station to mechanic parents who taught him all he knows. him and his best friend pestered a passing ex-jedi to tell them all he knew, and after staying longer than expected and teaching them more than he had foreseen, he offered his lightsaber to the better student. screech and their friend thought this was bullshit, split the crystal, and made their sabers together, but a kyber crystal has a mind of its own–especially when it has already developed a personality. screech's best friend tried forcing it to her will, sharp and clever and unyielding, and over time it turned red (this wasn't helped by her decision to join the empire).

screech put away their lightsaber and left home, but everywhere they went they were chased by their ex-best friend, who couldn't see why he did not want to join her. he changed his name, jumped from station to station and picked up mechanic jobs where they could, until he met the smuggling crew of the Myriad and joined as their onboard mechanic.

found family and polycule ensue <3

[the-gray-ghosty]

Please click for better quality!!!

Nerd Sammy

[onepiecehcs]

This guy and his weird rat son show up to assassinate you, what do you do?

[pissfaggit]

concept art for a comic i want to make for my little brother as a christmas present. i have 12 pages planned out and i’m,,,,trying not to shoot myself in the foot before even beginning (struggling with the “you dont’t have the skill or determination to do this” thoughts )

[violasarecool]

this is old but i wanted to do a version of this for my twi’lek revan, ahsalin

[carrotsofthepirabbean]

LAST POST OF 2017 IS MARA JADE

[rynwritesstuff]

hey hey! i have a request for our one and only Kylo 👀

i would love to see an enemies to lovers fic! quite literally of any plot. however, for further elaboration, perhaps an old friend of kylo’s who he’d left behind in order to turn to the dark side and he ends up fighting her. maybe he hurts her more than he intended too, and can’t resist taking her back with him to take care of her?

ik it’s cheesy bUt i love the idea of it. thank you so so much <3

I absolutely LOVE this idea, thank you so much, anon!! <3 I hope you enjoy this!

Injuring reader + Kylo Ren

Warnings: Mentions of blood, Kylo being aggressive

Ren is swinging his lightsaber wildly as memories flash through his mind. Memories of you, of the life the two of you used to have together back at the Jedi Temple.

"You could join me!" Kylo yells, narrowly missing you with his fiery blade. You're fighting him off with everything that's in you, but he's so big, so intimidating, so . . . Frightening.

"No!" you yell back, tears filling your eyes as you run away from him. "Don't do this!"

Kylo follows you, gripping his weapon as his feet thud on the ground.

You turn back to look at him, and there he is. Your first love. Your ex-boyfriend.

Your Ben.

You look forward and focus on getting the fuck away from him.

He's gaining on you.

In five more large strides he's upon you, and he grabs your arm and shoves you up against the wall.

"You need a teacher. A real teacher," he hisses, holding his blade to your throat.

"Please, Ben, don't--"

"Think about it!" he exclaims. "We'd be the most powerful couple the galaxy has ever seen."

You're shoving him away. You don't want to use your lightsaber on him, but you may have to.

"Please, stop, don't put me in this situation, Ben."

He angrily slashes at your arm, and you scream in pain. He falters as you sob, dropping your lightsaber and clutching your arm. Blood streams down your arm, and Kylo hooks his lightsaber onto his belt before pulling you into his arms.

He breathes your name, eyebrows knitted together in concern.

"Let me see," he says. "Let me see it. Move your hand."

You do, because what you have to lose now that he's gone?

"Fuck," he says softly, applying pressure to the wound with his massive hand. You look up at him.

"I . . . I'm sorry," Ren whispers. He regrets this. He regrets everything: Loving you, leaving you, losing you.

"I'm sorry," he says again. You nod.

"I know you are."

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[always-wayfinder-blog]

its 4 am and here is kylo ren