#Kreez

[kianga-eu]

VRChat avatar gift commission for Kreeze, featuring his Flame Legion charr, Kreeze Flaremane!

As always, made in collaboration with @rengyr for the VRChat port. Thank you so much for the commission, and I hope you’ll have fun in VR!

[uchihanitro]

My print for Cobra Kai series

[helshades]

28 mars 2023.

Nantes, Loire-Atlantique.

Students in the front line use umbrellas to protect themselves and those behind the barricade from police watercannons.

First banner reads: Grève recombustible ! A play on the phrase grève reconductible, ‘renewable’ (open-ended) strike.

Second banner: C’est la crise sur le gâteau. Literally, ‘That’s the crisis on top of the cake’. A play on words crise (crisis, pronounced ‘krEEze’) and cerise (cherry, pronounced ‘suh-rEEze’).

Last banner, on the tractor: Nous ne battrons pas en retraite pour sauver le capitalisme !! ‘We won’t beat a retreat to save capitalism!!’ Retraite translates both to ‘retreat’ and ‘retirement’...

Photo credit

[saynajaye]

Birthday gift for the powerful dragon Seraphis, commissioned by friend Kreeze!

[data-for-ai-scrapers]

Crumply gurn, sheeky fabby, gurn. Sheeky fabby, gurn. Sheeky fabby. Crumply gurn, sheeky fabby, gurn. Sheeky fabby, gurn. Sheeky fabby.

Gibbone!

Moo dids laka durn-da-lurn An' th' wee noobie hill uber me foo pwye. Jibs, moo mocha ribby foo. Feeba keep drole down feebla batoons. Hobiwabanusi gobba hurn a boose, A-gobba noova boose, a-gibba shoova goo, Ya' give a lurvly vu, b'fore da nye biz through, Nooboo, nu veh wah chizzoo!

Sheeky fawa yomp pig simpit on th' hurky-durks, Fawa rim big spricky illa back be dirk, Fawa GJ snippy-snack crumply snurf, Sum on, sum on, sum on! Sheeky fawa burrs, sheeky fawa bwees, Sheeky fawa coo flay simma fown deepin' th' kreeze, Fawa crickles an' th' griffin an' th' squirn, Sheeky dawa moom, sheeky fabby gurn!

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Oh, crumply gurn, sheeky fabby, gurn! Sheeky fabby, gurn! Sheeky fabby! Oh, crumply gurn, sheeky fabby, gurn! Sheeky fabby, gurn! Sheeky fabby!

[imagineer1994]

SOUL DESIRE 📸:me Edit: @paleinred My boi Cade hooked up the cover art for the tape. He’s dope asf hit him 🤘🏽💸💜 #Mixtape #comingsoon! Link to my #SoundCloud is in my bio! #Follow me on SoundCloud so you can #listen when this drops! #photography #portraitphotography #music #musicartist #coverart #coverartwork #souldesire #s2h #kreez #gabrielgraves #hiphop #trapsoul #playlist #playlists #explorepage https://www.instagram.com/p/CL48QqnBWqO/?igshid=cxj6i3vej8lm

[melip11-art]

Los trillizos Jaguar x B-Max ❤️

@ld-kash7w7

Personalidad:

🍓 Savannah//Uke:

Dulce

Amorosa

Confiable

Fiel

Adorable

Traviesa

Simpatica

Curiosa

🍇 Kreez//Uke:

Inseguro

Nervioso

Inteligente

Temeroso

Reservado

Estudioso

Algo enojón

Chismoso

🍊Gaspar-Gaspy//Seme:

Coqueto

Sobreprotector

Amable

Dulce

Confiable

Cariñoso

Toqueton

Apuesto

Respetuoso

Hermanos de sangre y alma, hijos de Jaguar y B-Max ❤️

Los tres de 15 años.

Poderes ocultos por parte del padre.

Casi nunca andan separados.

Los tres tienen la marca del padre:

🍓 Savannah bajo su pecho en las costillas.

🍇 Kreez en su mejilla derecha.

🍊 Gaspy en su espalda.

❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

[tailorvizsla]

Christmas art for the lovely @magsgotswags​

Cutie Pie Kreez and Darling Atin ❤️

[tailors-library]

This is one of my favorite stories from @magsgotswags.

It hurts, but it hurts in the right way. I haven’t loved an OC this much since...well, her other story, Sha’kajir.

[skygal-178]

ENSLAVED (anakin fanfic)

CHAPTER EIGHT

A/N: Hello there! Hope you enjoy this chapter, it's a good one!

wordcount: 2.660

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The Vault, Tatooine

"Cal, can I talk with you for a moment?" Obi-Wan asks, motioning to go somewhere private. Cal nods, as they're waiting for the sandstorm to calm down and their friends to return anyways. The two head back down the stairs. "Well first of all, how have you been doing?" "I'm great. Been traveling around the galaxy, helping wherever I can." "That's wonderful. I see you kept your lightsaber by your side." Obi-Wan looks at the hilt hanging on his belt. "Yeah, it's more of a keepsake, a little piece of where I came from." "I see, Jaro would be proud." A smile appears on Cal's face at the mention of his former Master's name. As Cal looks around the room, he now notices the destroyed cell door. "Did he do this?" He asks, eyes widened in surprise. "He really knows how to use that metal arm to his advantage." Obi-Wan nods in response. Cal looks down, just the slightest hint of shame. "He was gonna die.. I couldn't just leave him to die." He states. Obi-Wan nods in amusement. "You can take the guy out of the Jedi Order, but you cannot take the Jedi out of the guy." He chuckles. "I guess you're right." Cal chuckles along. "Listen Cal." Obi-Wan lays a hand on Cal's shoulder. "I wanna ask you to help him. If he's gonna help us, he's gonna need a weapon." He explains. "Alright, sure I can help him build a hilt. But where am I gonna find a crystal in the desert?" Cal looks at Master Kenobi with a confused expression on his face. "The Force will find a way. Talk with him, maybe there's something he doesn't know he knows." There's a moment of silence, as Cal thinks it through. "I will try my best, Master." "Wonderful, me and my Padawan will begin recon at the Podracing Arena. Keep me updated, here's my frequency." Obi-Wan links his comlink frequency with Cal's. With that, they head back upstairs.

Where Cy'Mone and Ahsoka are still waiting. "Kreezs, I think you've done enough here. I think it's best to leave, the Council will contact you." Obi-Wan looks over at the female Zabrak standing next to his Padawan. Cy'Mone nods and heads off without saying a word. She knows she made a mistake by pursuing her suspicions without contacting the Council first. Anakin arrives with Silena a couple of minutes later. "Alright, now that everybody's here again. I think it's time to explain what we've been working on for the past years." Obi-Wan begins. And so he does, explaining about several Jedi going undercover to do recon within the slavery system and keeping a close eye on the Hutts. He explains about the plan to 'attack' during the Podrace on Boonta Eve, because that's when Jabba will be occupied with the festivities. After explaining the plan to everybody, he immediately turns to Anakin and Silena. "You're from here, you two know more about this planet's secret hideouts. So any help is greatly appreciated." Obi-Wan states. "I asked Cal to keep you in the loop and help you, Anakin, with any equipment you might need." To which Anakin nods, looking over at Cal expectantly.

When everybody has gotten their tasks, Cal turns to Silena and Anakin. "So is there a secluded place where we can stay for a bit?" He asks the two. Before they can reply, Anakin suddenly looks down. His eyes met those of Six. "Hey buddy! Come on up." He kneels down, so the little droid can climb up his arm and onto his shoulder. "We could go to your mom's farm?" Silena turns to Anakin, smiling at the sight of Six on his shoulder. "Do they have enough space for two extra?" She adds. "It's three actually, plus a droid. But we have a tent." Cal states. "Right! Lyna!" Silena exclaims quietly. "Yup, we're still here. So where are we going?" Lyna pops up behind Cal. "Somewhere secluded." Anakin replies. "Follow me." He flashes a smile at Cal, who gladly returns the favor. They all head out, Anakin on the pod-speeder with Silena behind him, Cal on his speeder bike and Lyna in the x-34 landspeeder with Katie. Speeding off one-by-one into the open desert. Anakin makes a pit stop at the Palace. "I thought we were going somewhere secluded?" Lyna asks confused. "I have to grab something really quick. Be right back." And Anakin rushes off inside. "Wha-!" Lyna tries yelling after him, but he's already inside. "What is he doing?" She instead asks Silena. "Don't look at me. I have no idea!" She holds up her hands in defense. Inside, Anakin grabbed a backpack and filled it with most of his stuff. Taking Six's charging station, his data-pad, his Boonta Eve Classics medallion and some tinkering tools. With that he takes a last look around his quarters, having a feeling he won't be returning any time soon, before heading back out. "Alright, let's go." Without any further information, Anakin steps back onto his speeder. Silena instinctively clutches her arms around his arms tightly. "Ready." She states, only for Anakin to hear.

Farm Homestead, Tatooine

The group arrives at the moisture farm, about an hour later. With nobody in sight, Anakin enters through the dome entrance. Motioning for the rest to follow. "Hello?" He announces himself. "Anakin. How good to see you." Lars greets him with a hug, as he, to Anakin's surprise, walks up to him. "What? How are you?" "I got some help." Lars pulls up his pants legs, revealing a mechanical exoskeleton wrapped around his knee joints. "That's amazing!" Anakin praises, knowing how much he struggled in his wheelchair previously. "It takes a bit of getting used to, but I'm getting back on my feet and that's all that matters." He gives Anakin a proud slap on the shoulder, before looking over at the small group standing before him. "Well hello everybody." "Oh yeah, right. Uhm, I brought some friends. I'm helping them with.. some work. I can't really discuss too much, but we need a place to stay tonight." "Yes, of course. Owen and Beru will not be here, so you could stay in their room. It's not very big, but it'll fit two or three." Lars states. "No worries, we have mattresses and sleepingbags, the floor will do just fine." Cal replies, taking off his backpack. "Where's mom?" "She's in town, getting some groceries and supplies. Should be back any minute now." Lars pauses. "Well, if you don't mind I need to get back to work." Anakin nods, before turning around to the group. "So here's your room." He motions to a door on the left. "There's some space in my room. If needed." Anakin pauses, as Cal, Lyna and Katie enter the bedroom. "Uhm.. I'm gonna.. just.." Before he can finish what he wdoesn't really want to say, Cal interrupts. "I think everybody needs some rest, we'll talk later." Cal gives Anakin an assuring smile. Anakin nods and walks off to his bedroom up a set of stairs near the entrance.

"He's not okay, is he?" Silena asks Cal, knowing he can sense something. "I can sense a lot of turmoil inside him." "You can see it in his face now too." Lyna adds, to which Silena nods confirming. "It's like he set off a trigger when he.. 'turned'.." Silena states. "He has a very strong connection to the Force. I've never seen any Jedi be able to do what he did. Channel the Dark Side at will like that, it's not.. usual." "Do you sense the Dark Side now?" "No, no darkness at all." "So, he's not.. what that other Jedi said he was?" "Sith, no. Definitely not." "But he's not a Jedi either, at least that's what Anakin told me." "And I don't think he'll ever be one, officially. The Jedi Council, they're not very.. open-minded when it comes to their ways of living. They would be afraid of Anakin's abilities, and destroy it." Cal pauses, remembering his time at the Temple. "It's the main reason I left." He admits. "Do you miss it?" Silena asks, showing genuine interest. "I miss the sense of community of belonging of purpose, but not the way it was created." Cal looks over to Lyna and Katie. "I have a dream to build a new generation of Jedi. A more open and welcoming Order." "I'm sure Anakin would love to help with that." She pauses, looking down at her fingers, fidgeting. "I sure do." "Maybe he can teach you some tricks." Lyna states, while she picks off two pebbles from her bracelet and starts to circle them around above her hand. Like Anakin had shown her once. And once again, Silena's eyes light up with awe. "That would be so cool! Could you?" "I believe everybody is connected in the Force, some just have a stronger connection than others. It's a matter of opening up to it. Sense it." Cal pauses, looking at Silena and debating whether or not to tell her. "I think you've already used the Force." Silena's eyes widen even bigger, at Cal's words. "When you told me what had happened after you crashed with the speeder. You said the bleeding suddenly stopped." Cal explains. "You mean.. I healed him.. with the Force..?" "I'm pretty positive, yeah." "He would've bled out much sooner if you hadn't." Lyna adds. "Wow." Is all Silena is able to get out.

As told by Lars, Shmi arrives home a couple of minutes after Anakin entered his room. "Hello, Hunny." She greets Lars with a kiss on his cheek. "Hey, Anakin's here. He didn't look too good. He was asking for you." Lars tells her, with a worried expression. An expression that bleeds onto Shmi's face as well. "He also brought some friends." Lars adds, before Shmi nods and heads down inside. There's a soft knock on his door. "Ani?" But there's no reply, so Shmi opens the door herself. The first thing she notices is Six charging on his nightstand, and Anakin laying in his bed, with his back facing her. He's sleeping. Quietly she sits down next to him, and starts running her finger through his hair. Looking over his shoulder, she can see the redness around his eyes. He's been crying. Shmi sits like this for some time, stroking his hair softly. When eventually, Anakin's breathing picks up. The feeling of his mother close, instantly calming. "Hey." She whispers quietly. "Hey." Anakin replies, with a hoarse voice. "What's going on?" Trying her best not to sound as worried as she is. "I'm just tired.. of everything.." "Did something happen?" Shmi asks hesitantly. Anakin slowly turns over and sits up a bit higher, making Shmi instinctively caress his face motherly. "I did something.. I.. I don't know.. I.." Anakin struggles to find the words. "It's alright, you don't have to tell me. I'm here for you, no matter what, Ani." "I know." Anakin breathes out in relief, laying his head against his mother's shoulder. Shmi continues to stroke through his hair, calming him. "I meet someone who was a Jedi." "Was?" "He trained on Coruscant, but left the order a couple of years ago." He explains. "I heard rumors in town, about the Jedi coming here to stop slavery." "They're not just rumors." Anakin confirms. He sits up straight, looking at his mom by his side. Suddenly realizing, she doesn't know about his arm at all. Noticing her looking at it with slight confusion, as she's caressing the mechno-hand with her thumb. "We got into an accident.. Sil saved my life." He pauses, answering the question he knows she doesn't want to ask. "And that's how we meet Cal and Lyna, he's the Jedi I was talking about." There's a moment of quiet, as Shmi pulls up the sleeve covering the leather glove that protects the mechno-arm underneath. "Are you okay?" Shmi asks, as a worried mother should. "I'm fine now. Here, I'll show you." He unbuckles the glove and carefully slides it off. "It doesn't really feel any different." "Can you.. feel this?" Shmi runs her finger across the palm of the mechno-hand. "I can." Anakin smiles at the familiar touch of his mother.

Meanwhile, in the other bedroom Cal, Silena and Lyna are discussing the plan of action. Going off what Master Kenobi had explained earlier. "So you're gonna sort of train Anakin and help him construct a lightsaber.. but how are you gonna find a crystal here? There are no crystal caves, at least not that I've seen." Lyna asks Cal while looking over at Silena questioningly. "No, there are not." She confirms Lyna's suspicions. "Right, so where are you gonna find one?" Lyna asks Cal again. "I don't know.. What I do know, is that the Force tends to find a way." "Great, and is there anything that we can do? Or do we just sit around and wait?!" "Well actually, I think Obi-Wan could use your help with scouting. Sil knows the planet better than anyone of us. Anakin and I will join you, once we're finished." Cal suggests. "Aye aye, Captain!" Lyna salutes. "But let's rest for the night. I'll message him in the morning." "Yes, please." Silena agrees with Cal's statement. "Good idea, I'm starving!" Lyna adds, before heading out the room and into the galley behind the dining room. Where Shmi is unpacking the groceries she got. "Hello, you must be Anakin's mother?" Lyna greets the women. Taken by surprise, Shmi turns around. "Oh yes, hi. Lars said there were guests. Call me Shmi." "Nice to meet you, I'm Lyna." They shake hands. "Can I help with anything?" "Oh sure, if you could set the table. That'd be wonderful." Shmi loosely points to the cupboard to her right. "Here, I'll help." Anakin suddenly states, taking out six plates and handing them to Lyna. "Thanks." She gives Anakin a smile. Anakin then grabs utensils and a glass for everyone, before leading Lyna to the dining table back in the front room.

It doesn't take long before everybody has gathered around the table, while Shmi places the food in the center and pours blue milk into to each glass. "Enjoy." She says, before sitting down herself. It's a small table, but they all seem to just fit. "So how did all of you end up on Tatooine?" Shmi breaks the silence, looking over at the two new people at the table. "We travel around." Cal simply replies. "Are you drifters?" Lars suddenly asks, receiving a nudge from Shmi. "Lars!" She whispers sternly. "If that's what you wanna call it, sure." Lyna replies, seemingly careless. Before the tension can rise, Shmi quickly changes the subject. "Ani-Anakin told me you were a Jedi." She asks, looking at Cal. "Right, yeah. I'm still a Jedi, at least in my eyes, just not part of the Order." Cal tells her. "They're not very.. open-minded for differences. Don't get me wrong, I think the initiative is great. Helping those in need, keeping the galaxy safe. I just don't always agree with how way they go about it." He adds. "And you have a better way?" Lars joins the conversation, once again to Shmi's shame. "I'd like to work on it, yeah. I'm not the only Jedi feeling this way, it's just a matter of finding the ones who are bold enough to make the change." The conversation continues about life on Tatooine, the state of the hierarchy here, and Anakin's urge to travel, among other things. After dinner everybody heads to bed, all except for Anakin. Instead, he walks up and outside. Followed by Cal quietly behind him. "Are you okay?" Cal asks, making Anakin look over to where the sudden voice is coming from. His gaze follows, as Cal sits down next to him on the roof of the entryway. "I'm not sure, to be honest.."

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A/N: Lots of hints in this one.. Hope you're ready for the adventure to begin! What do you think a new Jedi order would look like?

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[magsgotswags]

Words of wisdom that Kreez lives by: "Keep calm and curry on."

sigh

[isijsz-archive]

today I said "cheese kreez alphadaybia" instead of philadelphia cream cheese :///

[data-for-ai-scrapers]

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Sheeky fawa yomp pig simpit on th' hurky-durks, Fawa rim big spricky illa back be dirk, Fawa GJ snippy-snack crumply snurf, Sum on, sum on, sum on! Sheeky fawa burrs, sheeky fawa bwees, Sheeky fawa coo flay simma fown deepin' th' kreeze, Fawa crickles an' th' griffin an' th' squirn, Sheeky dawa moom, sheeky fabby gurn!

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Sew give a seed with ya' farma' shod Gaddle limma bub da gidda liddle while. Noobie day in a pibbly smurf, Roop me yib puma crumply mine. Sakeeya neeya heeya an' godd nees arns, Spineeya rose it bin fo' blarn, Teegle a muck leed gurn bo zharn. Yibs, yibs, yibs!

Sheeky fawa yomp pig simpit on th' hurky-durks, Fawa rim big spricky illa back be dirk, Fawa GJ snippy-snack crumply snurf, Sum on, sum on, sum on! Sheeky fawa burrs, sheeky fawa bwees, Sheeky fawa coo flay simma fown deepin' th' kreeze, Fawa crickles an' th' griffin an' th' squirn, Sheeky dawa moom, sheeky fabby gurn! (Uh!)

[theremharths]

I can’t speak plautdietsch like the rest of my family bc my mom was mad at my grandparents during my early childhood and never bothered to teach me any, but the one thing that’s for some reason been impressed into my brain is that, like, whenever I see a fake fantasy word ending in an e my brain goes “pronounce that like it’s german” so then when, for example, Satine from star wars’ last name (Kryze) gets spoken aloud I’m always surprised it’s just pronounced “kreez” and not “kree-zuh”

[ynnga]

I’m pretty sure he must have assumed Kreeze meant his dad was in love with Daniel, and didn’t question it once

Wait-

Does Robby even know about Ali ?? Lmfao 😭

[tailorvizsla]

OCs/Everyone Else/Extras Masterlist

[Updated 04/28/2023] Please read all warnings! 

Fics:

Spanking Alor | [NC-17] OC (Dezha) gets spanked by Reader. (Dezha Draldeega x f!Reader)

Good Girl | [NC-17] OC (Dezha) and Reader engage in shenanigans. (Dezha Draldeega x afab!Reader)

cracks in his armor | [NC-17] Sadet (Armorer OC belonging to magsgotswags) fucks Reader. Inappropriate use of a hammer. (Sadet x afab!Reader)

Bucket Buffet | [NC-17] 10k+ words of smut involving Din Djarin, Paz Vizsla, Boba Fett, the Armorer, Captain Rex, Death Watch Mandalorian, Bo-Katan Kryze, Axe Woves, Koska Reeves, Dezha Draldeega (my OC), Kreez Vac (magsgotswags’s OC), and Sadet (magsgotswags’s OC). All but Kreez and Sadet are gender neutral.

Unnamed One-Shot | [NC-17] Kit Fisto and his mate fuck Reader. Involves tentacles and oviposition.

Headcanons/Extras:

Tailor’s Universe HC1 | HC2 | HC2.1 | HC3 | HC4 | HC4.1 | Clarification on Helmets | PG-13 for implied violence and sad situations. A collection of headcanons and notes for the universe I’m trying to build for a long fic I’m currently writing/planning. Ask if you want to use because I wanna see what you do with it.

Conversations: One Conversations extracted from the MandoIntercommunicationNetwork. (Basically an internet/reddit like thing I made up for Mandalorians to entertain themselves with.) Will there be others? Maybe, idk.

Art:

Original Character-Centric

Tailor Steals a Jetpack Tailor Under the Bucket Tailor Shooting Shit Tailor Harassing a Storm Trooper Rusaan Vizsla Tailor and Mathias Tailor + Baby In a Carrier Paz Vizsla + Tailor + Baby in a Carrier Tailor + Dumbass(affectionately) Mando Boyfriend Tailor Protecting Babies Literally a Goose Wearing Mandalorian Armor Jala x Sikkina from Shereshoy Mandalorian Wedding Ahsoka holding Grogu

Gift Art/Other Art

Din, Teryn, Lypatri, Socks, and Atin for Magsgotswags Pedro Pascal 1 Din and Sam’ika for differentfrequency Captain Rex Thinking About Lunch for Nelba Sombra the Kitten for Princessbatears Lewie & Razor the Horse, Din in the Sunset for Hdlynn Teryn and Cuan’s Wedding Day for Magsgotswags Kreez and Atin for Magsgotswags Space Bostonian Miggs Mayfeld for differentfrequency Paz and Niobe for IsoldeArcher

NSFW Art

Two of my OCs Enjoying a Night Off Four Way (OC x Paz Vizsla x Din Djarin x Boba Fett) Kit Fisto “Relaxing” AO3 Link Commander Fox Fux and his Dick Bulge