#Trandoshan

[haaaaaaaaaaaave-you-met-ted]

Star Wars: Imperial Assault - The Bespin Gambit Box Art by Michal Ivan

[nchlsdmn]

Full Plot of the Cancelled Kashyyyk arc from Star Wars The Clone Wars: Season 7

Planet Kashyyyk is still neutral at this point in the war. Yoda travels to Kashyyyk, and his personal battalion is there waiting for him (they had been sent a couple of days earlier before the arrival of Master Yoda himself) and they inform Yoda that the Trandoshans have been doing deforestation in order to drive the Wookiees away to establish Separatists bases there.

The other reason is to intimidate the Wookiees into joining the Separatists or die off. Yoda senses Count Dooku behind this attack. It was the Wookiees themselves who called on the Republic for help, but being a neutral system – only Yoda and Clone Force 99 alongside Yoda’s personal battalion were sent there, with no additional clone reinforcements. Yodas battalion consists of 41st Scout Troopers and regular white clones with Yoda’s face slapped on their helmet.

As far as Chewbacca's role in this arc, we would have been shown his wife and family. Otherwise, the main Wookie Character is Tarfful. Other Wookies such as different tribes, elders, and children would have been shown as well.

Yoda wants to help the Wookiees so they get in contact with the few remaining villages that still live near a part of the forest which hasn’t been destroyed yet but that is about to be destroyed. Yoda advises them to leave their homes, but the Wookiees don’t want to. 

The Trandoshans come with a massive force and they drive the Wookiees out forcibly alongside Yoda, who are thus forced to retreat deeper into the forest and up a river which leads them to a water stream. Yoda and the clones then suggest to bait the enemies following them into an area of the forest so they can drive them away from the Wookiee villages.

Echo, new to Clone Force 99, would have become a sort of super-soldier due to all of his bionic enhancements. He would fit right in with the Bad Batch, and his demeanor changed, since he was now more cold-blooded and composed, as opposed to the indecisiveness that he showed in previous seasons. He serves as a foreshadowing of what Anakin would become.

His lobot-attachment would have been used for communications since he has a communicator close to his forehead, which shows him interfaces that were directly projected into his mind, so he would see them with his eyes but no one else around him would see them.

As for The Bad Batch, they were more accustomed to relating with the Wookiees than the regs. Hunter suggests bold strategies throughout the arc which the other clones weren’t really ok with since the followed more strict protocol. The Bad Batch also had their own hover boat, with their "clone force 99" symbol on it.

In Season 8, it was planned for The Bad Batch to execute Order 66, and they would have been treated as cold blooded assassins, a bane to Jedi. Though it likely wouldn’t have been shown on-screen. However, this arc is mostly to show the Bad Batch working with Yoda and the Wookies.

The clones suggest to burn all the trees down in that area of the forest in order to trap the enemy into their own nest. The Wookiees are against it but they then reluctantly agree that this is the best course of action and their only chance at success. They ask for forgiveness from the trees before doing this, and they then give the clones permission to do so.

Similar to the Bad Batch episode in Season 2, there are Kinrath and Maylyas deeper in the forest, and the elements of Wookies being one with nature is similar to how Yoda, a Jedi, believes in the force. The Bad Batch don't understand it, but they go along with it.

As for the Trandoshans, their leader, Babwa Venomor, was working with the Separatists, for Count Dooku. Some Trandoshans would have had night-vision goggles and snail tanks that they could use to tear through the forest.

The fires manage to slow the Trandoshans down for a bit, but it turns out not to be a definitive solution. After escaping the enemy, Yoda and the Wookiees prepare for war. The Wookiees ask for the help of tree spirits. They venture deep into the jungle in order to go warn the other Wookiee clans that the Trandoshans are coming and to sway them not to join the Separatists.

They use what happened to the Wookiees following Yoda as a motivating factor to tell the others that if the Trandoshans were not stopped, they would soon be coming for them too. In the meantime, the Trandoshans are preparing for battle and they are shown to be very tribal with trophies of dead Wookiee heads nailed to the walls. 

In the fourth episode, an all out war rages near the river because the Wookiees wanted to get far away from the trees in order not to harm their environment any further; and the battle ends up on a shore similar the one displayed in Revenge of the Sith.

Separatist craft land with Droid reinforcements, but the Trandoshans are the main enemy forces. One of the Wookies would have ripped off a Trandoshan's arms. Commander Gree and his forces would join the action with Yoda and the Bad Batch.

At the end of the battle, Babwa Venomor gets decapitated by Yoda in the same way Yoda kills Gree in ROTS, and he falls into the river along with his tank. When the battle is over, Kashyyyk agrees to allow the Republic to establish clone bases there, and became an ally of the Wookies, as they foresee a larger Droid Invasion coming in the future.

[lailaas-posts]

I went to the womens section at the water park as transwomen

I just wanted to change my clothing and a women

GRABBED me and demanded to see my ID while looking at me with disgust.

Well, i showed my ID that said FEMALE and all she said was " the mens section is the other way" and left ...

I just wanted to change my clothes in peace to go swimming as a trans person

is it okay to treat me

that way ?

[latehogan]

Tune Up~

A comic of my Star Wars OCs Cap and Tressik! They are bounty hunters and have a very professional relationship!!

[swevenfox]

Commission done for private client 🦎

Trandoshans are fun to draw :3

[echo-coyote]

May I offer a butch lizard in these trying times?

[sexytransprincess]

Come get my content daddy, i am up for trades💐❤️🍆❤️

[vekharious]

comm for @ SeriousLudd on twi

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Rogue Trader crew Xenos Bounty Hunter

Art by WolfdawgArt

[haaaaaaaaaaaave-you-met-ted]

Star Wars: The Roleplaying Game (FFG) - Edge of Empire - Trandoshan Explorer

[yamikuruku]

finished commission for @/ diodog on bluesky ���💖

[scruffynerfherder17]

Darth Angin/Sitka (chiss) and his two gremlin (children) apprentices, Lord Bellator/Jasper Nior (human) and Yssis (trandoshan). Yssis is his newest apprentice so she's got a little ways to go before she gets a title.

[thedrown]

Star Wars Adopts!

Doing another foolish foray into some adoptables! If interested feel free to message me or check my Kofi page !

We have:

Big ole Nautolan Mandalorian- $40

Kaleesh Spearwoman (maskless alt included)- $30

Grumpy Twilek Jedi- $30

Trandoshan Hunter- $30

[sinisterexaggerator]

Howdy love!! :D

Hope you’re having a good day/night 🫶

If you were up for it, may I request some fluff for Bossk? This big dumb mean lizard is rotting in my brain and there’s not enough x reader content out there for him 😭😭 And I just love the way you write for him 🤞

Love your work!! 🫶🫶💖

-Anon👽

Forgive and Forget

Bossk x Fem! Reader

Warnings: None. You get a kiss. Mention of a minor injury.

Word count: 1.1k

Summary: Bossk left in a huff before you could tell him how you truly felt. Now’s your chance to make things right again.

Notes: SOME FLUFF FOR YOU. I don't even know how old this ask is... OH WELL.

The ice was melting in your glass, sweat drops of condensation rolling down onto the coaster beneath it—he was supposed to be here by now.

Bossk was overdue, and it had you worried. His profession didn’t make it any easier, the what-ifs always creeping through your brainpan like Kshyy vines, fodder for your overactive imagination.

If something had happened to him, you would never forgive yourself.

You had told him you hated his chosen field—that it was too risky. Bossk loved the hunt—it was part of his culture, part of who he was. His father before him had been a bounty hunter; it came with the territory, though they had different views on how things should operate. For you to insult his work had stung him to his core.

The Trandoshan had left angry, as you had failed to properly apologize, not able to fully explain yourself to him before he slammed the door on his way out. At this moment, you waited inside the Guild hall—known for being someone's very special guest—sipping a mug of ale, another glass resting across from you in front of a vacant seat, slowly growing warm as Bossk was not there to drink it down.

You sighed and looked around. Everyone was deep in conversation, laughing amongst friends or arguing over which bounty puck should go to whom. You were left by your lonesome, honestly surprised the hunter had not told you to go and kark yourself. You assumed there must be room left in his heart for you, even so.

Just as you contemplated the idea of ringing him on his comm, the Trandoshan made his grand entrance, one of his muscular arms held by the hand of the other, Bossk’s yellow flight suit torn at the shoulder.

You gasped and rushed to him.

“Bossk!” you yelped, moving to touch him, your fingers gingerly clasping at his claw. You guided him back toward your booth, though the Trandoshan did not like appearing weak in front of others, jerking his hand away from you in a gesture that hurt your feelings.

“It’sss nothing but a scratch,” he hissed, in a certain kind of mood already. You frowned and dropped your hand.

The Trandoshan walked past you to take a seat, gathering the ale that you had ordered him. It was customary, and even if he was upset with you, you would not break tradition, hoping to broker peace.

Carefully, quietly, you sat down adjacent. You gazed at the hunter with concern written across your face.

The Trandoshan snorted a laugh, finding your vexation somehow humorous. “You’ve ssseen me worse off than thiss.”

“And I never like it,” you returned.

“Gonna give me ssshit about my job again?” he growled, leaning back in his seat.

The Trandoshan kicked his monstrous feet up; he was so tall his body stretched from one end of the bench to the other, yet you knew if you desired, he would let you crawl in on top of him—though you were biding your time, not one to favor his sour attitude. It was the sweet side of him you liked—the side reserved for you and only you.

“No,” you whispered, continuing to watch him. Bossk finished his ale, then hailed the bartender, shouting out from his perch across the room. “Another round!”

Then, he turned his attention back toward you; you were making him uncomfortable. “Why are you looking at me like that?” Bossk snapped.

Your lower lip began to tremble; you could not help it. There was nothing worse to you than being on Bossk’s bad side. You felt tears brimming in your eyes, ready to cry, ready to let loose your feelings in front of everyone.

Bossk sat up straighter in his seat. “What?! What’s wrong?!” he barked. It only served to make you want to leave, to rush off, never to return.

You stood and attempted to flee. Bossk reached out with a gangly appendage, capturing you by your wrist. He was kind enough not to rip your arm out of its socket, gently dragging you back toward the booth—toward his side this time.

“Come back here, you,” he purred into your ear, clutching you close to his chest.

You broke down then, curling up into his arms—though still mindful of his injury, even if he claimed it didn’t bother him.

“What’sss gotten into you?” he asked, encapsulating your chin, his sharp talons meticulously coaxing you to meet his gaze, his touch precise.

You took a breath to calm yourself, looking up into his eyes; they were a sparkling red, like Corusca gems, black-slit pupils fixed on your face.

“What, you giving me the sssilent treatment?”

You shook your head, trailing your fingers along his white flak vest.

“I just wanted to tell you I’m sorry.”

“For what?”

“It was wrong of me—what I said. I know you love bounty hunting. I didn’t mean to offend you.”

Bossk was quiet a moment. The bartender approached and set down another mug of ale before he headed back toward the bar. Bossk nodded in appreciation, then rumbled a deep sound.

“Hmm... that right?”

“It’s just—I worry about you. I don’t want you to get hurt. I don’t know what I’d do if something happened to you.”

“You’re forgetting I’m the bessst there is! Nothing’s going to happen to me,” Bossk rasped, his boasting accompanied by a puffing out of his broad chest.

You took the moment to touch his arm, reminding him he wasn’t immortal, apparent by his wound, however small.

“Like I said, a scratch!” he defended.

“Do you promise? Promise nothing will happen?” you asked, lifting your hand to lightly stroke his cheek, enjoying the texture of his scales. They were rough, but cool beneath your fingers.

The sorrowful look you gave him caused the Trandoshan to sigh. He leaned forward, pressing his massive forehead against yours, rubbing his snout against your smaller, human nose.

“Ssso what if it’s dangerousssSs—I’ll always come back to you, little rabbit. Gotta protect what’ssss mine,” he sizzed, the tip of his tongue flicking against your bottom lip.

You pressed your mouth to his fang-filled maw, snatching his tongue with yours. You moaned into the kiss, winding your fingers around the crook of his strong jaw.

“I love you, Bossk,” you murmured.

"Don’t I know it,” he shot back, giving your ass a squeeze.

You ignored his impropriety; you didn’t mind when he took liberties with you in public. It only served to confirm that you were his—and he was yours.

“Don’t leave without saying goodbye next time,” you pleaded softly, nipping his lip with your blunt, laughable excuse for teeth.

Bossk’s voice took on a more serious tone as he ran the back of a single, sharp digit down the side of your cheek.

“Wouldn’t dream of it, princess.”

[dragonfoxstardesigns]

Finished artistic liberty flat color portrait commission for Horatio Pendragon on Discord of their Barabel-Trandoshan Hybrid Star Wars OC named Nat! 💚

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By the way! I'm still available to take on commissions especially for Valentine's Day so be sure to check out my Ko-Fi as well as Carrd for more information! Would love to have a few more slots so I can pay bills/rent for next month 👉👈

[salixalba8]

22/31 camp (лагерь) Мне просто нужно больше фанартов с Юанной и Кайзеном.

[I just need more fanart with Yuon and Qyzen.]