#Snootles's ocs

[snootlestheangel]

Part One

He looks so tired. Those dazzling eyes, warm and inviting, but tired.

We have no one to blame but myself.

"I'm so sorry." I whisper to him. He smiles sweetly at me, so trusting, so forgiving. The world is cruel to him, and he refuses to be the same. To be what everyone says he should be.

I am speaking the truth.

"It's not really your fault, is it? Just kind of the way things work out. There's not a story if everyone's always happy, ya know?" He's so different from his brother. So hopeful, understanding in an emotional way. His eyes are shining, I can't tell if he's ready to cry or not.

"You don't deserve any of it. You've never done anything wrong." I mumble, and he shakes his head. He stands up and wraps his arms around me in a hug.

"I know, kiddo." He says before pulling away. His eyes crinkle with a smile, face worn by smile lines and years of sleepless nights.

"Can't get much worse, right?"

My heart sinks.

So much unlike his brother.

He doesn't know. At least I don't think he does.

"How far are you?" I ask, worry in my voice betraying me.

"The war just broke out." He answers, hesitant to speak the truth. I close my eyes and look away.

I cannot bear to think of what I will destroy.

[snootlessimperfectworld]

Let's Talk: Dragons

Dragons are like the bad boy/jocks of the Imperfect World.

To most other species, especially human, they are perceived as "aggressive" creatures, yet this couldn't be further from the truth. They really take the term "Gentle Giants" to a whole new level. This misconception is related solely to the drastic size difference and more animalistic behaviors of Dragons compared to other species, especially humans.

Dragons are Reptilians

Dragons are scaly, cold-blooded creatures with more traits in common with reptilians than anything else. Even when in their "human" form, Dragons are still cold-blooded and incredibly susceptible to cold temperatures and dramatic temperature changes than other species.

Often found wrestling or engaging in very violent-appearing behaviors to produce warmth. Think of litters of puppies playing. Lots of teeth, growling, tackling, and pinning each other but just massive reptilian creatures with wings that roar and growl and can shake the ground. Also engage in massive dogpiles to conserve warmth and energy. Just picture a mountain of multicolored dragons all curled around each other and using each others' wings as blankets and their tails as pillows. Any buildings designed for their "human" forms have massive windows, very open spaces designed to let in light.

They have nostrils, like lizards and snakes do, but use their forked tongues in similar fashion to smell. Surprisingly poor sense of smell, but make up for it in vision. You cannot hide from a dragon. They will see you. Adapted with heat-seeking "abilities" (basically thermal detection). Depending on where they're from within the dragon realm, they're surprisingly good swimmers. Can hold their breath for long periods of time (big lungs equal big breaths), and have hollow bones, meaning if they wanted they can float just a bit.

Primary diet components are cattle like animals found in their realm, a variety of seafood found on earth as well (crab is peak evolutionary form), unicorn, and sea-vegetation. Yes, they have unicorns in their realm and yes they are prey creatures. And yes, Dragons eat them.

Might be large and powerful, but surprisingly lazy creatures. They're known to not want to make short travels because it simply requires too much effort. This definitely has to do with their cold-blooded nature, as they often want to preserve energy for times where it might be a bit cooler than is comfortable to function.

Dragons: A History

They have a legend/true story that serves as the basis for their "government".

It's the story of the first monarchs. Prior to their ruling, the lands of their world were divided between the Stone fields, the Meadows, the Basalt Pits, and the Northern Forest (forest is a loose term for it, more like the only place that has trees. Think of like massive Californian Redwoods type trees here). There wasn't necessarily any aggression between these places, but they were all closed off from each other, typically due to just basic geography preventing easy access to other areas (such as Northern Forest dragons are a far distance from each other in dragon terms so they had little to no contact with each other prior to the first monarchs).

The first King, a Meadows dragon had spent a long time travelling between the different regions and had learned so many things. He knew it'd benefit their kind to be united in a way that allowed for better trade/communication. Besides, he had this burning love for a dragon from the Basalt Pits. So he worked on getting all the leaders/elders/officials of each region together and they formed a monarchy. He, surprisingly, didn't want to be the one to rule. He didn't like the idea of being the one in charge, but the others reminded him he was the most versed in all the regions out of them. They even called him "Son of All Dragons" because he had lost many practices/traits that are iconic to a Meadows dragon.

He was able to wed the Basalt Pits dragon he had fallen in love with. The Basalt Pits dragons are the most hostile out of all, they're still not aggressive nor dangerous to other dragons, but they, to this day, still prefer to keep to themselves.

Alpharion thus became the first king, an absolutely massive multi-colored dragon that earned respect from all the regions. His beloved wife, Sapphirona, was an equally large dragon, nearly his size. Their massive size is the reason the monarch must be the biggest, rather than there being an actual lineage to the throne: the "Dragon of all Dragons" so to speak gets to rule.

They had a buttload of children. Not uncommon for dragons, actually. Dragons are born from eggs, often in clutches of 3-5, and remain as dragons until roughly 18-20 years of age. Dragons can live for long ass times, so this is like, comparatively to humans, only like 18-20 weeks of development. And they get big fast.

Their first clutch was 4: A gold dragon boy named Alverick, a bronze girl named Mayatina, a silver boy named Tobias, and another boy of grey coloring named Timotep. These four grew up to be the largest of all their siblings, and Alverick even grew to be larger than his father.

Their second clutch was 3: a dragon girl with cocoa brown coloring named Caris, a black dragon boy named Wilmack, and another girl with the most brilliant white scales named Yundara. Yundara ended up being the biggest of this clutch, roughly the same size as many of her older siblings.

Their third clutch was 4: a girl of pinkish coloring (like a sunset almost) named Roschlin, a boy of iridescent scales named Indizi, a gorgeous forest green girl named Emteria, and a dark yellow boy named Flamiatus.

But what Sapphirona and Alpharion hadn't expected was a single egg to be laid nearly a month later. It wasn't uncommon for some eggs to be delayed, or premature, but these types of eggs typically held still-born offspring. This egg, however, hatched rather quickly, and out popped the most beautiful little red dragon Sapphirona and Alpharion had ever seen. His headdress was gorgeous, matching his mother's extremely complex crown of spines, horns, and a matching pair of massive sea-shell like ears.

HIs name? Atendarajo, meaning "Precious".

Alverick and his siblings quickly grew very jealous of their mother's favoritism, especially considering how ridiculously small this dragon was. They tried to find ways to get their mother's affection to waver, yet it never did.

So Alverick took matters into his own hands. With the help of the Royal Guard, he captured his mother and baby brother. She was chained in her dragon form by her own son, as he was the only dragon present bigger than her.

She watched in horror as they killed her precious baby.

To this day, in the dungeons of the castle, built by Alpharion, lies a massive chamber known as "Sapphirona's Death". Inside the chamber is a pool filled with water. The water has remained the same the entire time, and many believe the water to be the very tears Sapphirona shed for both her sons; the eldest so overwhelmed with jealous it had driven him mad, and her precious, no more than a babe and as innocent as can be.

Alpharion casted himself and Alverick out, and there are rumors that on a distant island, they still fight to this day. Sapphirona, unfortunately, passed from what they call "heartbreak" not long after the incident.

But the dragons know something she never had a chance to learn: the dragon murdered that night wasn't her own. He has yet to be found ;)

This is part of why dragons, to this day, still discriminate against small dragons: the lasting jealous of Alverick's surviving siblings permeated the political realm, and has yet to be reversed.

Regions of Dragons

As I mentioned before, there are different regions within the dragons' realm.

The Stone fields: a large portion of exposed stone on the main island. These dragons are typically shorter, yet longer, with slimmer shapes. They're designed for mining the plethora of raw materials found within the stone base of the mainland. They had specialized claws, no horns/headdresses, and nose flaps/second eyelids to protect from dirt/dust. Very well-adapted to seeing in the dark, especially opposed to Meadow dragons. The social butterflies of the dragon realm. They share most of what they find, as they prefer the drab stone and basic rocks found, so they trade many of the precious gems/metals.

The Meadows: Typically the biggest of the dragons, with minimal extra qualities like spines/headdresses. Probably what you think of when you think dragon, just without the flair, in terms of shape. Proportional limbs and good, thick bois all around. Probably the laziest of the dragons, as well. Their biggest trade item is the cattle creatures they shepherd, as well as unicorn. The most common of dragons/have the largest population. Follow in Alpharion's footsteps and travel the most, making them desirable in official trade businesses.

The Northern Forest: These are the dragons that have longer hind legs than front ones. Devon is a Northern Forest dragon. The shorter front limbs are designed to assist them in foraging in the trees, which can often be taller than the average Northern Forest dragon (Devon is an exception, he has a bit of Meadow heritage from his father hence why he's hecking large). Lumber is their biggest trade item, and are known as the "nerds" of the dragon world because they do a lot more reading/writing than the others do. This makes them desirable for working within the castle/government.

The Basalt Pits: These are the introverts of the dragon world. Where Stone Fields dragons are extroverts, these guys don't like company/visitors. They're the rivalling for largest dragons (on average) but also the fanciest of dragons. Known for having complex crests/crowns of horns, spikes, spines, etc. around their heads. Have really reflective/almost naturally sparkly scales. Have the best metal workers and create the best weapons/metal creations. Cranky, not very desirable for government roles because of their tempers. (Yes, this is what Aten is)

And that's our talk on Dragons! Any questions, compliments, or just ideas you've had after reading this? Please don't shy away from asking!

[snootlessimperfectworld]

Devon to Maxlar

[sweet-beezus]

Snootl blessed by a hoard of buttons, a fun attack for @bogkeep!!

[snootlestheangel]

I'm nervous, sitting across from him for the first time. His very presence is enough to make my skin crawl, and I can't even stomach the concept of how this works.

"I'm sorry." The words tumble from my mouth before I realize what I am saying. His eyes narrow at me.

We both know this to be a lie.

He remains quiet, sitting perfectly still, staring. His eyes are boring holes into my very being, and I shift in my seat. Thoughts are unable to form, I can feel myself shaking. He's so still, I can't tell if he's breathing.

"You forgot to breathe again." I mutter. He inhales deeply, a slow exhale mocking me. I look away, I must. I focus on his hands: they're so manicured, more than mine will ever be. He sips his tea, always at the right temperature.

Perfection, as it always should be.

I feel like he knows. I wouldn't put it past him to know.

He can't possibly though. It wouldn't make sense.

"You may be sorry, but I am not." He finally speaks. I swallow nervously, looking back at those eyes, still staring intently at me.

"Cannot fight instinct very easily, after all." He adds, and I can only scoff. I want to laugh, to ease the tension.

But it is true.

"You were created that way." I whisper, and he hums, so quietly I almost don't hear it.

But I know him.

"Unfortunately."

He lies.

[snootlessimperfectworld]

Let's Talk: Night Watchers

Night Watchers are believed to have evolved alongside home sapiens, and are believed to have existed alongside some of the earliest ancestors of humankind. This makes them the oldest existing species to date, as there is no way to date the existence of Dragons. They are magic-users but draw much of their abilities from the natural world. Because of written texts from the earliest Watchers, many modern-day Watchers lack the more meditative personalities of their ancestors. This causes them to often lose certain abilities over time/to struggle to control certain things like fire and water.

They do not often refer to themselves as Night Watchers, but as Clatunate. When interacting with other species or when other species are present, they continue to use Night Watchers.

Humanity's Protectors

The earliest Night Watchers did not necessarily go out of their way to keep the early humans safe, but after a certain point, it was clear their ability to manipulate things like fire gave them a big advantage in survival. Thus, they began to integrate themselves into human societies as healers and guards. They provided fires and treated the wounded. Eventually earned themselves the name "Night Watchers" from the fact they would keep the night watch to protect the humans, as well as the fact they were mysterious people that could often be found watching the sky/stars.

Night Watchers helped humanity thrive and were rather proud of their relative species. Acted as a median between newer species like werewolves, vampires, etc. Once Dragons found a way into this dimension, the Night Watchers worked with them to find a way to keep their worlds separate.

This is where their alliance comes from; a joint respect for humanity's protection.

Then came along Death Crawlers, who were created out of a fear of the unusual. One particular human that found the magic of a Night Watcher to be unnatural and made a deal with Demons to create a new species that inherently wanted nothing but ill-fortunate for humanity. Humanity, by this time, had been named the Night Watchers' "Greatest Love", and it wasn't uncommon for humans and NWs to marry and have children.

However, when Death Crawlers began to run rampant, Watchers took the only action they deemed the best to protect humans.

The Council, a select group of the eldest/most skilled magic users within the Watcher community, came together to combine their power. They banished themselves, erased the memory of all monster-kind from humanity (thus were the myths came from, because there no longer existed any evidence), and cast a protection on humans. The protection meant that Death Crawlers could not directly hurt humanity, but could still influence them into hurting themselves.

The Night Realm

There are Night Watchers dedicated to the craft of maintaining their underground safe-haven. This includes monitoring the sealed portals between the Realm and humanity's space (what they refer to as Topside), keeping the caverns stable, and monitoring weak points.

Some of the animals/creatures found within the Realm are cavernous type creatures. Most are almost mythical, nightmarish versions of cave newts and salamanders (as if those weren't already terrifying enough). These are predatory creatures that pose a threat to the sheep, goats, and chickens the Watchers keep. They do not pose a threat to the thriving unicorn herds.

Unicorns were a gift from the Dragons as a sign of friendship. The Dragons intended this to be "Look, we offer great food!" whereas the Watchers took this as "Oh, a working animal! We shall care for and love these magnificent beasts!" Unicorns found within the Realm are so spoiled, in fact, rather than be skittish like the rest of their kind in the Dragon world, these ones tend to be aggressive/outgoing/bossy/arrogant. You name it. They've also adapted to living underground, and tend to come in more neutral colors, whereas Dragon Realm Unicorns come in a variety of colors. The white/lighter color ones in the Night Realm tend to be almost opaque, and all of them have more of a haunting appearance.

There is an entire agriculture-focused center of magic, where large groups of Watchers maintain fields and farm animals. This looks like providing "sunlight" and rainfall, while monitoring the growth of the harvests (which include wheat, barley, corn, potatoes, carrots, tomatoes, and asparagus).

They Have Parasites

Yes, you read that right. Night Watchers have parasites.

These parasites are called Ethereals, as they are spirits that attach themselves to the essence of a Night Watcher. More often than not, an Ethereal goes unnoticed throughout its host's life, and when the host dies, the Ethereal will jump to another available Watcher in the area. Watchers can only have 1 (one) of these at a time. They are typically not bad, but also not necessarily good. They often exist undetected and when detected, aren't usually a nuisance.

Ethereals feed off of emotions, typically ones that are abundant (like happiness, stress, exhaustion, anger, sadness, etc. There are a few rare Ethereals that feed off of emotions like Fear or deeper things like adrenaline highs. These types are the dangerous kinds, as they often have to force their hosts into situations that trigger Fear or adrenaline.

These types are so rare, in fact, that they can all be named. There are four of them in existence today: Dante (feeds off depression), Starla (feeds off manic joy), Fineas (feeds off adrenaline highs), and Xander (feeds off fear). Starla and her host, Claudia, are kept safe in a facility after Starla's hunger drove Claudia mad, which led to her spree-killing. Dante and his host, Paul, live a quiet life, yet there are healthcare workers that regularly visit Paul to ensure his safety.

Fineas and his host, Alastor, serve as the Head Knight of the Royal Guard. Alastor is Hades's cousin, and I love my weird little freak. Hades is Xander's host :)

Ethereals can influence their host in a manner of ways. This includes speaking to them telepathically, making them involuntarily move, appearing as their reflection, or forcing them to laugh/cry. The other way is for an Ethereal to take full control of the host's body. This comes with minor shifts in the host's physical appearance such as becoming taller/shorter/fatter/skinnier, changing the color of their eyes, changing the way their hands/feet/nose/chin appear, and adjusting the tone/accent/other characteristics of the host's voice.

Anyone familiar with the Host will always be able to tell when the Ethereal has taken over. This is RARE though! It requires an inherently powerful Ethereal, one that is incredibly old which means they have a high count of hosts, or one of the rare types that feed on darker things, like the above mentioned.

As far as I'm aware, this is it for our good boys the Night Watchers! Please don't be shy in asking questions or complimenting my work! I don't care if it's in replies, reblogs, my inbox, or through dms!

[snootlestheangel]

*strangled noises* you're absolutely right, goddammit

[thecodyagenda]

cheers for the tags @kote-wan and @spaceydragons <3

I’ll just be doing my Star Wars ocs for this lmao

favourite oc:

i love all my ocs but rn its gotta be Hotshot who's my fave <33

newest oc:

my tusken jedi oc, Rrg'rkrt!! I love them and their crocodile, Bantha

oldest oc:

i think its gotta be soupy my best friend soupy

meanest oc:

i'm going with Gute Nunray on this one (son of Nute Gunray and Sy Snootles) he's trying to raise the tax on beer after all

softest oc:

I'm going with captain bagel on this one, he seems tough when he's working but he's the softest guy ever

most aloof/standoffish oc:

Nyra!! my beloved Chagrian! I want to be clear she is NOT a mean lesbian, she's a lesbian who is so very bad at social interaction

Dumbest oc:

All of ocs are slightly stupid bc thats how i roll but Darth Heehoo is easily the dumbest. Comic book villain of a Sith LMAO

smartest oc:

I'm gonna say Lox, bro got a degree in zoology after all

horniest oc:

grandma edith easily she goes through partners like star wars goes through skywalkers

oc id have sex with:

none! next question.

oc id be best friends with irl:

i would like to think it would be Jasi but idk

tags: @jaigeye (remi even if u dont do this know i fucking love hearing about ur ocs) @americiumam @reluctant-mandalore @ratcready and anyone else who wants to <33

[thepilotdogee]

My Undertale Arts Masterpost

Kingdom Of Hometown - Chapter 1 Page: 1, 2, 3, 4 , 5 , 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12 ,13, 14, 15, 16 , 17, 18, 19, 20,  21, 22, 23, 24, 25 , 26 (Coming Soon) 

The End (Extended) - Kingdom of Hometown’s Prolouge

Pages: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7 , 8, 9, 10 ,11 ,12, 13 , Characters

Random Comics

An Edgy Asriel Sketch Dump

Don’t mess with the Goat Babey

Attack on Titantale

This AU is weird…

Undertale’s Text Box gets a new name…

Big Kid

Well..? Do they look pretty?

Now listen here you little s—-!

Faceplant!

Dirty Words

SANSational

My OC Avatar has Spawning Magic

They’re Just Shy

Two Dorky Gotes

Ska Music

Choirboy 

Grillby’s Snowman

Asks

Fun Gang Gaming Night

Pinching Cheeks

Snootle Boop

More Snootle Boops

Hyperdeath…

Quick! Strike a pose!

An Asriel Mini Q&A

Where are the goat parents are now?: [Part 1- Flowey] [Part 2- Toriel] [Part 3- Asgore]    

Let Sleeping Goats Lie...

Multiverse Goats (Memorial for @hattythewriter)

Other Stuff

The Legend (But it’s those kids from Undertale…)

AWOOOGA! PIE!!!

AZZY STOP SCREAMING ITS 4 IN THE MORNING!!!

Kris and Ralsei Takes Up The Sword

The Narrators Meet (Undertale / Stanley Parable Crossover)

The first thing I did with my Flowey plushie…

Something quick for Undertale’s 7th anniversary

Azzy vs Flowriel

Wholesome Goat & Edgy Goat

Goat Explaining

How-dee!!!

Flat Ralsei (With a Hat)

Christmas Sweaters 

Super Smashing Green Lizard Guy 101

Reference Sheets

Asriel - Dark World - Weapons

Kris

Ralsei

Suzy

[itsagrimm]

The Hot Pressurised Tin Can

Chapter 11 of The Hat Collection

Cad Bane X she*her afab woman

CN fingering, smut, masturbation, self-doubt, cursing, mentions of food

3k Words

Summary: co-habitation with an (ex?)-lover on a small space ship can be a challenge especially when you used to bang on every available spot in the ship. also, bane and loth cat make plans about how to kidnap their target.

Beta read by @queenquazar 💕 thank you so much, friend

The dark embraced you with long clawed hands. Hot fingers caressed your body, making you hum as they glided down lower and lower and lower.  A moan escaped you as those dark blue fingers touched your wet folds and brushed through them before settling on little circles on your clitoris.

You bit your lip.

It felt so good - too good.

You turned around, fighting the tangled bed sheets to reach Cad. He was so close, you knew it. The weight of his body pressing down on yours. The heat of him burning, nearly scorching through the never-ending sheets as you pushed and rummaged to get to him.

With longing hands, you tried to touch his skin, kiss him, give him pleasure and whisper all the painful little secrets and words you kept to yourself.

Just a little bit more.

Just-

You stretched out to grasp him meet with the harsh, cold, and flat surface of the wall.

You opened your eyes.

What a disappointing ending for a dream.

The sound of your bare feet on the floor sounded like stones hitting the water of a still pond.

Elegant, like a duck.

You toddled out of your quarters to get some water and clear your head from any more of those ridiculous horny thoughts.

The Justifier’s machines hummed as you walked the abandoned corridors to the kitchen and got yourself a cup of water. With the ship back in space floating around Nar Shaddaa, the trustors only worked occasionally to keep the ship floating in place despite the gravity of the close moon it orbited. It was as calm as it could be on a running ship.

You leaned against the counter while sipping from the cup.

The cold water helped - but not much.

The fading dream was nothing in comparison to the memories you had doing it with Bane right on the counter you leaned against now.

It was ridiculous. All of it.

And you had stayed. You had the chance to leave a ship in which you used every imaginable surface for sex and escape from one of the most dangerous men in the galaxy you had said sex with. And you had stayed.

Because I am apparently a foolish horny woman lying to myself, even in my dreams.

You could not help but nod at your own admission.

It was a dangerously stupid choice.

But it was your own. It felt good to have at least that. And you couldn’t go back anyway. Even if you made the wrong decision.

You finished your cup of water, silently lamenting it wasn’t something else to burn down your throat, before retreating back. It was strange how familiar those walls and corridors had become to you. You had chosen not to see them as your prison anymore. They were home… for now.

At the closed entrance to the cockpit, you stopped. Those long hot fingers visiting your dreams where right behind those doors. You longed to visit them in your conscious moments too, opening the door and stepping through in various stages of nudity as you had before.

You shook your head.

Foolish thoughts of a foolish woman.

Why would he want that?

He had tried to resist, had really tried not to think of her too much. But she had come to him in his dreams, and he had woken up with his mind occupied with her scent and his cock hard from memories of her.

Bane suppressed a moan to keep as silent as possible as he masturbated to the mental image and memories of her. He already felt unusually vulnerable indulging in those memories. He’d rather face the whole Hutt cartel’s might than drawing loth cats’ attention now and having to explain whose name he moaned when being in his makeshift bed.

Bane licked over his thin lips.

He edged closer and closer to his peak, thinking of her gleaming eyes, her small hands in comparison to his slender long ones, her legs – so much leg – and how they wound around his body, how hot and wet and painfully excited she felt as she clawed and bit and teared and moaned.

He came into his hand.

Bane leaned back into the hammock he put up as a bed in the cockpit, too defeated to clean up the mess. He knew he should feel worried about his attachment to essentially a lover of a few one nightstands. In his profession, caring was a luxury. But his mind could not conjure any other fantasy other than her, and his body craved no one else’s but hers. Still, he would keep his distance from a likely traumatised and dependent woman – as much as that was possible on a spaceship. Getting her out of the mess he had created, and letting her settle on a safer planet to live a safer and happier life without him, was the best he could do for loth cat lady.

He owed her that.

Bane sighed, torn about his resolution to not be selfish, yet lamenting it at the same time.

But what else was he supposed to do?

No one in their right mind would choose to stay with someone like him if they had a choice.

XXX

Three cups were standing on the little kitchen table in the Justifier’s small kitchen. Two of those were filled with hot caf, the other empty. You felt weird about leaving the droid TODO out and opted for at least giving him a pretend cup full of recycle spaceship air.

Bane grabbed the caf without any second thought before turning his attention back to researching his target Sy Snootles. You suppressed a laugh at the sight of the middle-aged bounty hunter’s concentrated expression, staring at holos of the popstar Snootles singing about the wonders of youthful looooove and wiiiiild life.

Silently you took a seat at the table with Bane and TODO before sipping from your own cup. Like Bane, TODO was busy, doing some repairs, ignoring your efforts of including the droid in carbon based habits.

You did not mind.

Instead, you sipped from your cup while enjoying this newfound calm and normalcy.

Bane grumbled and leaned back, stopping his research on the popstar, and facing you instead.

“I don’ get this,” he exhaled, “The music is not to ma’ taste. Fine. But those gossips and scandals? Why is there so much of it? So unreliable.”

You slowly sipped from the cup with gusto.

“Ever considered that some just enjoy it for its chaotic-ness? Not everyone is a bounty hunter and reads tabloids to research their target or watch music holos to learn about how the target  and talks? You know, like a killer.”

Bane grabbed his own cup again. “Ever consider, that ya’ too clever to state the obvious?”

You smirked. “No.”

A hint of a smile danced over his lips before he continued. “Lemme just ramble my frustrations away, loth cat. Every time I think I have a usable piece of information a contradictory gossip arises. Snootles has a family we might use as leverage? Apparently all dead, maybe, or not. Her favorite food is from one specific cantina on Alderaan we could poison her with?  They specialize on molluscs and her kind can’t digest those. She has a boyfriend? Never seen in public and allegedly he is dead. I know so much about this Snootles now yet nothing at all. It’s like herding a buncha’ tookas.”

You nodded with understanding.

“Celebrity news is a horrible basis for your research on Snootles. I get it. But maybe that won’t be necessary? I picked up gossip like that all the time in the cantina. It’s part of the job. Maybe I can tell you all you need to know?”

“I am sure Master Bane is more than capable of solving this issue on his own,” TODO interjected.

“Any help is appreciated if it means I don’ have’ta read dis,” Cad stated tiredly and hushed TODO.

You swallowed audibly.

You wanted to help Cad but it wasn’t like you had a set plan in mind.

Carefully, you considered what you knew, separating the useless to from the usable while the bounty hunter sat in front of you, waiting patiently until you were ready to speak.

“Well…,” you started, “Sy Snootles is a Pa’lowick popstar and performer. She got famous with a cooperation with Max Rebo and has toured solo since then. Snootles has a very unique drawly voice and is a teen favorite, especially for her dances.”

You paused, trying to think like a bounty hunter: “We need her alive, right?”

Cad grumbled something that passed as agreement.

A familiar kind of dredd crept up in you.

You cleared your throat, pushing it down. “Currently she performs in Gardulla the Hutts Palace while working on her new release album.”

You considered what that would mean. ”So, security will be tight.”

Another grumbled agreement.

“There were rumors of Snootles being involved with Ziro the Hutt. Maybe that’s the boyfriend she is never seen with-”

“Was,” Bane rasped.

“Was?” you asked.

“Was - if Ziro is the boyfriend then he ain’t no more. I had a contract to kill him, but someone got him before me. Ziro the Hutt is dead,” Cad Bane clarified.

You shivered at the nonchalance of Banes words, how he sounded more hurt at someone besting him than the violent death of a sentient being.

Was that what bounty hunting was like?

Kidnapping and killing for money?

No consideration for those that were bounties?

Your stomach churred at the bitter memory of being in the hands of bounty hunters.

Or maybe it was the caf.

You gripped your cup harder to ground yourself in the moment instead of getting lost in memories you wished you never made.

Instead, you pushed yourself to speak.

“How about instead of approaching this like a bounty hunter would – which the palace would be prepared for,” you carefully interjected, “or like a devoted fan – another expected occurrence for someone so famous like Sy Snootles – approach it like something else?”

A questioning grunt.

Snootles was like you. Maybe a bit more famous or well off. But essentially she was another woman in the galaxy getting caught up in things she wasn’t part of. And being the collateral damage of an inherently unfair powerplay between some powerful men was something you wished on one.

Perhaps you could prevent Snootles from going through what you went through. But only if you found your way to her before Bane.

“I am not a fan and I am not a bounty hunter…”, you continued, ”…but I know enough about Sy Snootles to find her in a crowd. And I am familiar with clubs and bars and know how to get backstage in those establishments. How about I go into the palace? No one would pay attention to another random guest doing business there.”

“Absolutely no. Too dangerous, loth cat,” Bane declared.

“Absolutely delightful. You should go. Good luck, miss. I believe-“TODO cried out at the same time before being silenced by a hiss and one of Bane’s glares.

“Why not?”, you called out while hanging onto your anger to fight the rising dredd again that threatened to break your voice and make you cry. “I am a nobody. I don’t matter to anyone, and no one looks for me.”

“Ya’re not a nobody.”

You stared at Cad, his red eyes fixed on you with a calculating intensity that burned away any insecurity or confusion. This was it. Years of listening to people at the bar whining about their life’s had taught you what to say to them, what they wanted or needed to hear. What Bane needed was an argument he couldn’t ignore.

“Listen Cad,” you paused, knowing exactly what to say now, “Unlike you, I am not a bounty hunter with a reputation. You would walk in there and die. I can walk in there and get Snootles.”

“No.”

“Yes!” 

He shook his head, the hat accentuating the movement dramatically.

“How would ‘ya do that? Ask Snootles nicely to tag along?” he rasped.

“I can wield a blaster!”

“Everyone can do that in da Outa Rim. Especially in Gardullas Palace,” the Duros deadpanned.

“Alright,” You challenged, “What is your suggestion? Because last time I checked, you might be better at wielding a blaster but that won’t help you get into a palace full of bounty hunters with a bounty on your head.”

He growled.

“Don’t worry about dat, loth cat. I’ll find a way.”

You rolled your eyes.

What a suborn man.

“Yeah, a way to kill yourself,” you snorted.

Bane fell silent.

For a moment no one spoke. You bit your lip. Had you crossed a line? Anxiety rose in you, reminding you that maybe you had decided to stay. But you weren’t sure how essential Bane considered your presence on this ship.

“Fine,” Bane growled and tore you from your dark spiralling thoughts, “Might hava’ point there, loth cat.”

He sighed as if facing a very unpleasant task.

“How good are ya’ with a blaster?”

X

Loth cat raised the blaster, aimed, and shot.

One time.

Two.

Three.

The last one was a miss.

Bane hissed, his fangs out.

She was fine with the blaster. Better than Cad Bane had expected from someone who wielded a blaster primarily to throw out unwelcome guests out of the cantina. Loth cat did land hits, making her even better than some self-declared bounty hunters he had met. Still, Bane feared for her. She was bent on getting that damn Snootles popstar herself, arguing and pushing him until he had landed the ship for some shooting practice on some backwater planet. And unfortunately, she had a point. Last time Bane checked, the Hutts had increased the bounty on his head. Jabba really had made his point that the Hutt owned Bane and if he wanted out and loth cat safe, he had to deliver whatever the Hutt wanted. Even something as ridicules as a fucking popstar.

He snarled again at the unpleasant reminder of having to work for free and turned on his heels, leaving loth cat to practice on her own to shoot on this desolate rock.

His mind told him sending her in was a sound strategy. Loth cat was not a fighter. But she was pragmatic and played dirty to get what she wanted. Knowing her, she would likely find a clever way to claw, charm or do a combination of both to make her way into the palace and then kidnap Snootles. But likely wasn’t good enough for Bane’s heart.

He needed certainty of success and he needed her safe.

Agitated, he stalked up the ship.

Anger was boiling in him. Anger and frustration – making the venomous saliva drip from his fangs.

He swallowed it all and took a few breaths.

This wasn’t useful.

Frustrated, he let himself fall onto one of the cargo boxes in the ships hold.

What he needed wasn’t self-pity and curses against the Hoth forsaken, bedeviled by the witches of Dathomir, and eaten by the Sarlaac- Hutts as satisfying it was for now.

He needed a solution.

A knock on the ships frame made him look up.

“Is everything okay?”

Loth cat peaked into the ship at him. Her eyes burned into his skin, filling him with a far more pleasant heat than anger. She crocked her head, revealing her neck. He couldn’t help but stare as she - unsure of the situation and his silence - shuffled slightly, showing him more of her beautiful body under the storage room's harsh light.

“Loth cat got your tongue?”

Her teasing washed down his throat like cool water after a day of wandering a desert planet.

Bane wanted her. He wanted to get up, pull her into his arms and bite into her lovely skin. He wanted to carry her up to the bunk room to never again let anyone ever close enough to her to cause her harm. He hated seeing her practice shooting knowing she would need it. And he hated the thought of having to let her go, pushing him to feel a protectiveness that bordered on possessiveness.

“As if ya’ could steal from me, loth cat,” he rasped instead of saying any of that and got up.

She raised an eyebrow and crossed her arms, waiting for more words from him.

He wasn’t sure what he was supposed to say. He could beg her to forget about Snootles or confess what her presence did to him - how small the ship felt since she was there while he tried so hard not to infringe on her, how welcome the pressurized tin can floating in the abyss of space was with her slowly returning laughter, how hot his longing dreams of her were.

He really couldn’t say anything about that, right?

“It’s going to be alright. I can do this and help lifting the bounty off your head,” her words sounded encouraging as if it was he, who needed reassurance or protection.

She looked so sure of herself with her eyes gleaming in newfound hopefulness and his blaster in her little human hands.

“I know ya’ can,”he said, hating himself for meaning it. If there was only something he could do.

XXX

They landed on Nal Hutta not too far away from Gardullas palace. She fumbled nervously with the blaster he had given her. It was his best one. Loth cat had gotten dressed to pass as much for a bounty hunter as possible. With one of his armored wests, she looked passable enough to trick the guards.

With one final sigh you got up from her seat.

“I’m leaving! See you later!” she declared.

He only nodded.

Her steps echoed through the ship and down the ramp before she walked off.

Away from him.

He should do something. Find a way to hide his face and follow her, no matter the personal cost.

This was it.

“TODO!”he rasped, “Keep the comms clear and wait for my orders. I’m heading out.”

“Yes, but master Bane, it is dangerous for you-“

He hissed, “I’m aware.”

The droid stopped talking he got up. Like in trance he moved down to the storage and pulled boxes aside. Finally, he pulled a crate aside. It was dusty and scratched, but intact.

He traced the cracks on the lid before going to the look.

For a moment he stopped, considering how he never had wanted to open that damn box again. Then he lifted his hat and opened the box.

XXX

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[snootlestheangel]

I just keep throwing horrible things at Maxlar 😆

Hehehe

[thetopazowl]

Starting off the new year by sketching weasels and my weasel furry oc Dani. Also a little redesign of an old sea monster oc :3

Also

Close up of these funky weasels. I have dubbed them Otis (long snoot) and Snootles (no front legs noodle)

[koopaspiderofdarkness]

A small, plush snail that knows how to turn you into a plush too!

[snootlestheangel]

Malvo is loyal to principles not people

Pretty much everyone else is loyal to people

Is your OC more loyal to people, or to principles?

[mightydragoon]

Tiny Luke and Dad Vader fanfic recs

As of @silvereddaye request . 

1 A Simple Twist of Fate By: TheRealThing

Destiny brings Darth Vader's twin son and daughter, who he has believed dead for ten years, into his life unexpectedly.

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/4292852/1/A-Simple-Twist-of-Fate

2.   Force Bond 1: Orphan By: KittandChips 

AU After Owen and Beru are killed by a mysterious stranger, young Luke ends up as an orphan on Coruscant. It's a race against time as Obi-Wan struggles to find Luke before Vader realizes the boy is his son.

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/347383/1/Force-Bond-1-Orphan

3.  Force Bond 2: Threat By: KittandChips 

Luke finds himself moving in with a moody, secluded Sith Lord who is also his newly found father. Vader has his own set of challenges to overcome, as he struggles to come to terms with his fatherhood.

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/388791/1/Force-Bond-2-Threat

4.  Force Bond 3: Son By: KittandChips 

Third in the series of an AU where Luke is raised by Vader on Coruscant. Luke is getting older and struggling to come to terms with what awaits in the future.

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/562682/1/Force-Bond-3-Son

5. Force Bond 4: Jedi    By: KittandChips 

AU. Fourth in a series where Luke has been raised by Vader on Coruscant. Luke is caught between his loyalty and love for the man who raised him, and his desire not to become a Sith.

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/1037550/1/Force-Bond-4-Jedi

6. The Father By: frodogenic 

Ten years after ROTS, tormenting nightmares of his unborn child drive Darth Vader to extraordinary measures with unexpectedly drastic consequences. Clearly, experience has taught Darth Vader nothing... L/V, the gang, and a few OCs for flavor. COMPLETE!

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/3092590/1/The-Father

7.  Dark Father By: JoieMaris 

Four years after ROTS, Vader is haunted by nightmares from the Force. His dreams lead him to two special children. AU.

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/10806023/1/Dark-Father

8.  Silence By: Shy Snootles 

AU story, set four years after ROTS. Darth Vader has become the Empire's very image of death and destruction. But a fortuitous encounter with a little boy will shake the until then rock solid foundations of his Darkness and hatred.

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/2946568/1/Silence

9.  Free to Fly  By: Mahina 

Luke is nine and a slave in Jabba's palace when Darth Vader returns to fulfill an old promise. LV list challenge.

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/7045903/1/Free-to-Fly

10.  Dissociative Identity Disorder By: T. Alana M 

Formerly titled "The Good Son". DID: a condition wherein a person's identity is fragmented into two or more distinct personalities. Or, where Anakin Skywalker makes it his life's goal to drive Darth Vader to the brink of insanity. His four year old son spectates.

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/9706778/1/Dissociative-Identity-Disorder

(Note* Incomplete) 

11.  Darkness's Son One: But Light Was Always the Son of Darkness By: The Hope Lions

After getting caught at a rebel rally, ten year old Luke Skywalker is arrested and brought to Coruscant. Meanwhile, Obi-Wan Kenobi will do anything to prevent Darth Vader from discovering his son's existence, but will the Jedi be too late?

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11850017/1/Darkness-s-Son-One-But-Light-Was-Always-the-Son-of-Darkness

12.    Darkness's Son Two: The Darkness Is There By: The Hope Lions 

Sequel to "But Light Was Always the Son of Darkness" Luke Skywalker has been living with his father for four years, but that doesn't mean it's gotten any easier. Now that Luke is no longer a child he has to deal with a whole host of new problems. Sooner or later he's bound to crack under the pressure of what it means to be Darth Vader's Jedi son. Updated daily!

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12011466/1/Darkness-s-Son-Two-The-Darkness-Is-There

13.  Far From Over  By: Above the Winter Moonlight 

COMPLETE AU, Eight years post ROTS. When Darth Vader learns that his son is still alive, he is determined to find him. All the while, Obi-Wan Kenobi is struggling to hide the young boy from his father's prying eyes…FS inside, R&R

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/5445132/1/Far-From-Over

14. Second Time  By: Brievel 

Darth Vader finds a five-year-old Luke Skywalker wandering the dunes of Tatooine, lost, and realizes the child is his son. What is he to do with the boy?

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11326985/1/Second-Time

15. every planet, every star, every single grain of sand --- loosingletters

In which Darth Vader finds 9-year-old Luke on Tatooine, proceeds to have a breakdown, kills Palpatine and makes his preteen son Emperor, as you do. Otherwise known as the Adventures of Teeny Tiny Emperor Luke and his Royal Dad Guard Darth Vader.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/22714810/chapters/54283174

16. In Which the Force Finally Becomes Proactive --sparklight

Better late than never, right? This has gone on long enough, and the Son of the Suns need some help to get out of that poisoned swamp he's stuck in. What better help than his own son, and the planet he was born on?

Luke starts out dreaming, first about his father, then about his grandmother. She wants him to help save his father, but his father is dead, isn't he..?

https://archiveofourown.org/works/9109462/chapters/20705959

17. Skywalker Family Values --Ariel_Sojourner

Camp Chippewa is proud to be the Empire’s foremost camp resort for privileged young adults. Located on the picturesque forest moon of Endor, your child will have the opportunity to participate in wholesome outdoor activities and socialize appropriately with their peers. We invite your offspring to join us for the experience of a lifetime and a bright future in service of the greater glory of the Empire.

On opposite sides of the galaxy, on opposite sides of a civil war, Darth Vader and Padme Amidala unwittingly send Luke and Leia to the same camp during school break. Chaos naturally ensues.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/14258124/chapters/32883750

(note* Comedy freaking gold) 

18. The Necklace  By: Ellisaed 

What if Padmè's japor snippet hadn't been buried with her on Naboo? What if it had somehow been able to bring together the children that had been torn apart? And with her husband - now a notorious Sith Lord - on a endless search to regain the necklace back, will it end up being the galaxy's greatest mistake? *NEW: Chapter 10!*

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/8765936/1/The-Necklace

19. Chiaroscuro -- SpellCleaver

A series of oneshots focusing on Luke and Vader's relationship, with other characters occasionally thrown into the mix.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/16363772/chapters/38293637

20.  Visiting Shmi Skywalker’s Grave --Iva1201

Darth Vader decides to visit his mother's grave one last time to finally get rid of all his attachments. Can he succeed when there is one more person visiting the tomb at the same time, this person being his own young son? Or will Anakin Skywalker resurface when meeting the boy?

https://archiveofourown.org/works/8239112/chapters/18881579

21.  Glove --Superheronerd_1

It wasn't as though he wanted to murder the younglings, that he wanted to murder those around him that he had seen in battle. Those who have had his back, who have saved him and he then countless of times.

But sacrifice was necessary.

“-dodged a large rock-”

Yet this, this he could not sacrifice.

He will not sacrifice.

“-flew over, no Luke, don't nibble my cape.” Vader said, amused.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/6430528/chapters/14719456

22.  Imperial Babysitters -Laivaaja

Star Wars Fan Comic: Luke Skywalker is raised by his father Darth Vader on a star destroyer. The young officers Piett and Veers are Luke’s awesome uncles who constantly end up babysitting him (and worrying too much when he gets into trouble).

https://archiveofourown.org/works/11621658/chapters/26131065

23. Between the Light and Shadows: Luke & Vader One-Shots -SilverDaye

One-shot collection focused on Luke and Vader. All AU.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/15128117/chapters/48583628

(Note* Silver has a bunch of these so here we go, not all but godamn I would say the vast majority of these are.  ) 

24. Sent Out for Safety-- throwawayflames

At the age of eight, Luke Skywalker and his sister, Leia, are split up for their safety. Leia stays with their Uncle Ben, and their mother, to learn how to be a Jedi. Luke, on the other hand, is sent to the Organa's, where he will pretend to be their adoptive son who was orphaned. Ben had only given Luke one rule to live by while he was away from his family, don't tell anyone his last name, and he followed that.

It wasn't his fault that Darth Vader sensed that he was a Force Sensitive and now he wants to train him, as a Jedi no less. That's the complete opposite of what Ben had told Luke. And after asking Darth Vader about his dad, Luke can't help but say yes to Darth Vader training him. After all, Luke's always wanted to be a Jedi like his father.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/22659655/chapters/54159751

25. For Want of a Skywalker --acuteneurosis

After the miracle of having survived Bespin, Piett does not ask why they are stopping on Tatooine. Or why Lord Vader suddenly has acquired a small child. Or why this child's name is Luke. Or how long they are going to keep him.

He probably should have.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/22044874/chapters/52612567

26. Where Our Intrepid Hero Doesn't Get Away- sparklight

One-shots surrounding either AU situations of canon/legends works where Luke would normally have gotten away (or Vader is simply inserted into the action to come pick his child up) but in these instances doesn't, or completely new scenarios of the same. Any time an AU is mentioned to be based on a comics issue it's from the new Marvel Star Wars comics (2015) (unless otherwise noted).

There are no deep ruminations on consequences of the situations here, just our awful Sith dad picking his son up when he'd rather not be.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/4837094/chapters/11078918

(note* again not all include Little Luke but they do involve Luke and Vader) 

27.  Runaway SilverDaye

Imperial Prince Luke runs away from home to escape his overprotective father Emperor Vader. Jumping from planet to planet he finds himself creditless on Tatooine. While working for more money to leave the planet, Luke meets an old man named Ben Kenobi. But Luke knows he can't stay in one place for long for surely his father is hunting him down.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/14630196/chapters/33813027

28. Bring Him Home -- KeeperofSeeds

Vader is sent to Tatooine by his Master after a series of failures. While there he discovers the existence of Luke. He meets Luke, convinces him to come with him off planet, and manages to hide him away for a while. He knows his Master won't tolerate a powerful force sensitive like Luke running around as a free agent once he's old enough to be a threat, and he also knows exactly how horrible it is to serve Palpatine. He won't let Luke be taken and used like that.

Eventually though, his deception is discovered.

Vader knows he isn't powerful enough to protect Luke on his own, and he isn't ready to overthrow Palpatine yet. He decides the only safe place for Luke is with the Rebel Alliance, the very people who've managed to stay out of his reach so far. So he takes Luke and defects.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/15994967/chapters/37317818

29. Stranger Danger LadyVader23

When Vader is suddenly given custody over the five year old son he didn't know he had, he attempts to get his daughter, Leia to befriend him. But as soon as his back is turned, Luke runs away, hiding in the mall that Vader owns. Vader tries frantically to find his son while Luke enjoys exploring the mall on his own. Shenanigans ensue.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/23010670

30.  A Mother's Decision -- Valerie_Vancollie

What if Padmé had brought Luke to Vader when Luke was only nine months old?

https://archiveofourown.org/works/12915687

Other Links 

Luke and Vader

Founder: Moyima - Stories: 198 - Followers: 573 - Staff: 3 - id: 5265Stories featuring the father and son relationship between Luke Skywalker and Darth Vader a collection of fics inspired by the vivicious yahoo group: The Luke Vader Writers.

https://www.fanfiction.net/community/Luke-and-Vader/5265/

(Note these ones include Luke and Vader though not all are Tiny Luke. Good place to start though) 

Luke and Darth Vader Tag 

https://archiveofourown.org/tags/Luke%20Skywalker%20*a*%20Darth%20Vader/works

[snootlestheangel]

Maybe Malvo's extreme perfectionism stems from a childhood of being called a "blight on this world" and a "disgrace to his blood".

Maybe Maxlar’s tendency to forgive easily stems from a lifetime of being singled out and hated, to have grudges held against him.

Maybe Hades's quickness to trust stems from being host to a parasite, a life in which he can't even trust himself.

Maybe Devon's fierce loyalty comes from a culture of uncaring, from a life spent fighting for his right to be, and he can't be the one to do the same.

Maybe Aten's paranoia comes from a place of utter betrayal, from a time of deep pain by the very ones he thought could never possibly hurt him.

And maybe they aren't perfect. And maybe they aren't good. But they're surviving the best they can, and is that not enough?