#codru

[deer-head-xiris]

A few more Star Wars OCs have been added to the sale pile! Characters can be edited however you'd like if you purchase them, check out the sale folder for available characters!

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[zhakyria]

Kahl's had a bad day. He's been shot, stabbed, and beaten - at least Vhiran was there to help him and get him to Seris, a local medic with a secret.

Vhiran and Seris belong to Enothar, the wonderful artist behind this piece. Check out her artwork on DeviantArt.

[rulimaquina]

"The Jedi academy of Almas prided itself in its unorthodox practices, among which one could find their far more lenient approach towards taking in older apprentices. One of many was Damaris. As is natural for their kind, the Codru-Ji don't gain sentience fully until they go through a metamorphosis, sealing themselves in a cocoon to reach adulthood. So, the presence of the force cannot be detected in them until this point and by then, it is usually too late for them to be trained in the Jedi temple of Coruscant.

Damaris joined the ranks of the Almas Academy as a freshly turned adult, wishing to explore the possibilities brought to them by their newfound force abilities. The council of Almas found Damaris to be stubborn and impulsive, yet kind and well-intentioned, and allowed them to train in the ways of the force."

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[flora-tea]

Smol sleepy Tigreja with her dad (my friend @Dongon55G 's Codru-Ji), Wilt 💗 She had lost her clan, but with him she found her pack 🐺💜

[loveleetoons]

My friend's Codru-Ji Monk named Rislu-Ko. <3 I think her design was really cute and I'm happy I was able to get this done for Art Fight. (I got it submitted during the last 2 hours on the last day)

[strawblina]

yyol...has extra arms....so she is good at hugs?? logic ! old old art mb

[clonebitch]

Welcome to this shit post of an account. The nicknames punk and heres my ocs with din and grogu. togruta? ori (or-ee) twi’lek? zelloria. codru-ji? nau (now) you know the other two

[sal-likes-minecraft]

IVE BEEN FIGURING OUT THE SV TIMELINE BASED OFF OF THE DAYS LISTED IN SV SEASON ONE AND JIMMYS CONFIRMED HITTHDAY, AUGUST 27TH (WHICH BY THE WAY, WAS ONLY CONFIRMED BY DR BLOCK LIKE LAST YEAR WHAT THE FUCK BRO) AND LIKE??? NO WAY THEYRE DOING ALL OF THIS SHIT IN ONE DAY BRO, CMON.

YOU ARE NOT TELLING ME THESE MFS HELD A WHOLE ASS SURF CONTEST, DID A TRANSMOGRIFICATION OPERATION ON A 12 YEAR OLD WITHOUT HIS PARENTS CONSENT, (AND THEN DID MORE ON FOUR MORE VILLAGERS, TWO OF THEM DYING IN THE PROCESS), AND HELD A WHOLE ASS WAR MEETING IN A SECRET CATACOMB. IN 24 HOURS??? AND WHILE ON JIMMYS BIRTHDAY???

no celebration no nothing from his friends and King either, like. “yeah it’s you’re birthday but surprise have fun competing for your freedom and finding out your whole ass town has been turned into zombies while you were gone doing that” like what???? huh???

and the thing with Biff being the first person they tried to transmogrification recipe too. bitch is a 12 year old (we actually don’t know his age because in a spin-off book when they’re younger biff was older than jimmy then, but by SV they’re in the same grade maybe the bitch is just stupid /lh) child who just figured out his uncle is the one trying to kill and enslaved them all, and he volunteers for this sketchy ass shit and King, the only responsible adult (and leader of an entire goddamn kingdom) just goes, “alright. if you die or whatever i’ll write your name down in the history books good luck little child” without seeking parental consent first?? it’s not like this bitch’s parents are dead (yet) either, he just. didn’t care. which is one funny as fuck and two horrifying because damn King. he’s fucking lucky as hell biff survived, honestly.

[merspots]

Thank you so much for doing this! My boy is so handsome <3

Portrait commission for @merspots of their character Naast’alor Kent!

[mmonetsims]

diantha 🦌

diantha belvedere, 23, 5'6, cancer

click for hq. more lore/backstory under the cut.

the belvederes are a noble family that hail from the north of essos. diantha, the oldest daughter of the noble family was destined to become queen of the country, marrying the venturo heir, alaric and tying the northern and southern kingdoms at crossroads with each other, together once again.

that was before cultists attacked the wedding, killing majority of the venturo family, including alaric. the one to save her from the same fate was alaric's brother, everett- the bastard son of the venturo queen. for several weeks, a group waited things out in everett's cabin. diantha's family had made it out alive, but everett's hadn't. but he had a solution. days before the wedding, a demon named mizora had visited everett and told him that he could revive his executed father if he sold his soul to her. everett had originally refused but did it to save and revive his brother alaric, so that the heir of essos could live again. after everett sold his soul, he gained a companion, codrus. the group planned to travel to another kingdom for help, but codrus had other plans. using a ritual, he transported the group to the continent across the ocean- westeros. when they reached westeros, they were immediately intimidated by soldiers under the kingdom of lysos. the soldier were transporting another prisoner and with her help they escaped the grasp of the soldier. the prisoner in question happened to be the princess of norzar. the rivals of lysos and the leroux family. she took the group in and gave them shelter and security in the castle. it wasn't long before the group discovered that another group of nobles, their friends and family had escaped the disastrous wedding, and was alive in lysos.

lore fun fact time!!

the roleplay that diantha is from is obviously inspired by game of thrones and baldur's gate 3 BUT is also inspired by outlander, six of crows and more

diantha is the second eldest of the belvederes, she has an older brother caspian, a younger brother ophir and a younger sister

🤭i didn't know how to fit it into the lore but bestie is three months pregnant and it is not fucking alaric's LMAOOOO

she's a talented archer, her house's family color is orange and they hold records of every major event and literature, she's read a lot of those records

her theme song is king by florence and the machine <3

[dingoat]

Ahuska! 29: most recent received texts

aaaaaa gonna do this for both versions of Ahuska 'cause they're in SUCH DIFFERENT PLACES aahaha also I get to use this super old drawing again!

OG-huska probably gets texted by Nela more than anyone, but let's pretend this is a day when some of the others actually get some words in.

1- "Was out with the gang and we found some GIANT SNAILS next time we go I'll take pics" (from Nela)

2- "<puppy emoji> i hear ur headed 2 NS <fireworks emoji> gonna send u list for <six wine bottle emojis> 2 bring next time ur planetside tyyyy <fire emoji> <dragon emoji> <finger guns emoji>" (from Nines)

3- "btw is it ok to give snails varactyl food asking for a friend" (Nela again)

4- "Orange Lady Tavern, Dock 52, Gold Sector, Corellia. 7 - 9 CST, 22.06.07.448. No pressure." (from Ahuska's alleged older brother, who she has no memory of, who she's still not sure she's ready to meet in person)

5- " <3 " (from Crow, sent while she's literally sitting in his lap in the cockpit)

Werewolf Ahuska hasn't been in a position to send or receive texts in a long while (everyone around her keeps saying silly things like 'not safe'), and she probably destroyed the one she was using while living on Concord Dawn (after everyone around her said things like 'safer this way'). There might be some messages that bounced back to their senders after here abrupt departure from the little community that had somewhat accepted the quaint little bothan hermit who lived up in the mountains...

1- "Sorry to hear you had to leave with such urgency. The kids ask after you and Spirit every day. You're welcome at our table any time." (from the rodian whose art studio Ahuska worked in for a little while to earn some extra cash)

2- "A pity you never had the chance to spend more time with my Brego. He's still interested in your work, if you have the means to safely send it to us." (from the mother of a codru-ji cartographer for whom Ahuska also did a bit of work)

3- "Just had to 'gently' remind a couple of tourists there's no trapping allowed up in your area. Thought you'd appreciate the heads up in case they still try something." (from the bartender in town with a lot of respect for the way Ahuska seems to deal with those who disregard local custom)

4- "hey you still using this number?" (from Crow, just checking >.>)

5- "I hope you're keeping well. Never forget that I won't hesitate to come if you find yourself in need." (from Zare, the charming, gallant bothan who Ahuska struggled to keep at arm's length)

[isaut]

𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒊— yuki x fem!reader. starwars au. 1.7k

“Pleasure doing business with you,” You say to the Adarian, though it was not a pleasure. 

The tiger-like man nods curtly. He would probably agree– It was not a pleasure doing business with you. But your credits were filled, his emptied. The price he paid for needing such a vast amount of cortosis in such a short period of time. 

Your guards stand before you. They’re mostly for show, twin codru-ji with ritualistic markings on their face, and four blasters strapped to their thighs: one for each hand. Chi’ari offers you a hand to help you up, and you take it. 

“My business card,” You say, and Ra’li hands over the memory chip. “In case you need anything else, Rotti. Call me earlier and it won’t cost you so much.” 

Rotti is unamused with this statement. He waves you off, and you don’t need any more prodding to extract yourself from his den. 

The walk back to the hangar is silent. The three of you keep pace with each other, the robes of your dress swirling around your feet. You’ve enjoyed working with the twins– They don’t talk much, and are quick but not too quick to rise to your defense. 

You stop before they do. The gangway to your ship is down. 

Their hands move towards their blasters. 

“We’ll check it out,” Ra’li says. 

There’s no unease in the air. The only anxiety seems to come from the two beings beside you. 

“Just go locate the pilot,” You state, continuing your pathway. “I’ll look elsewhere.” 

Climbing the gangway, the three of you part ways there. The interior of the ship is high end, brand new. Sleek, curved walls. Blue and silver accents. Your hand disappears within the folds of your robes to remove your lightsaber. It hums to life beside you, casting an ethereal aura against the stark white metal. 

You move silently. Check the closed rooms and continue on. You try to sense what’s around you, but all you feel are the twins and the pilot. Nothing else registers. 

Nothing else registers, that is, until a familiar aura washes over you. You turn the corner and come upon the only open door. Your room lies within: bed perfectly made, a few gadgets on the bedside table, your sleep clothes set out on the covers to prepare you for the evening. 

Swinging your lightsaber in a circle, it violently hums in the stark quiet of the ship. 

Yuki rises from the chair in the corner she’s taken perch in. 

“I could have killed you,” You state. 

“You knew it was me,” Yuki replies. 

Your saber shuts off, and you slide it back within the folds of your robes. 

“Hey, honey girl. How was work?” Yuki asks, smiling widely. 

You look her up and down. Still in her normal clothes: Tight top, baggy pants. Her robe lays discarded over the back of the chair she was sitting in. 

“Fine.” Beside you, your fingers twitch. “What are you doing here?” 

“Looking for you. You’re a hard girl to track down, you know that, right?” 

You search her eyes. “Here to kill me again?” 

“Nah. Here to run away with you.” 

Your brows rise at her statement. “What happened?” 

“Got tired traveling on my own. You have room for one more?” 

“You’re really just here for that?” 

“I wouldn’t say you’re just that. I’d say you’re worth a lot more than that.” 

“Let me get comfortable, and then we can talk more.” 

In your pyjamas and with the ship smoothly sailing towards your next destination, you feel more at ease. The twins sit up with the pilot, and you and Yuki sprawl out in the living space. Well, Yuki is sprawled out. You sit with your legs tucked up under yourself, arm over the back of the sofa. 

She looks cool. All long limbs with an iced drink in her hand. She regales you with her most recent jaunt: Hunting down a sith lord on Yavin. It’s a terrifying tale as Yuki’s words twist with slight exaggeration. She glosses over the life she took. 

“I was in the forests and I couldn’t stop thinking about you,” Yuki admits. She glances over at you after the words have left her lips. There’s a flicker of insecurity that lasts for only a moment. 

“No?” 

Yuki nods. “It wasn’t your kind of greenery, but it was so green. And lush. The trees were huge, the ferns, the rain… And I couldn’t help but just think about you. Wondering what you were up to. Really… Really thinking about our conversation last time we saw each other.” 

The last time you saw each other was a surprise. You’d taken Yuki home, as you’re prone to do, and she had faked your death the next morning. It was a pattern that continued repeating. “You were thinking about my cunt?” You ask. 

Yuki goes red. “No! I mean, I was, but I was also thinking about how… Relieved you look to not be dealing with jedi muck.” 

Shifting on the sofa, you toss one of your ikkeu behind you, so it joins its sister down your back. “We’ve both known the Council isn’t for me. And it’s not for you, either.” 

“I mean, I know. I’ve known. Something about the forest just made it really sink in.” Yuki knocks back her drink and sighs. “I made good money from my last bounty, so I can take some time to regroup. I need to regroup.” 

Setting your glass down on the coffee table, a low set mod shape, you stand to get Yuki another drink. The cup comes out of Yuki’s hands easily, thanks to your force energy. 

“What are you up to next?” Yuki asks, watching you closely. 

You sit considerably closer to her, sliding the drink back into her hands. “You won’t like it.” You reach over to tuck a strand of her hair behind her ear, following the silky strands down over her shoulder. 

“Humor me.” 

“The prince of Tholoth wants some lesai. We’re headed to Zebitrophe to pick some up, and then headed to Tholoth.” 

“Really?” Yuki sighs. She takes a sip of her drink. There’s no grand gravitational pull of her morals upon learning this. She’s not surprised to hear you’re running drugs– If anything, it’s expected for a smuggler. 

You pick your own drink back up and take a small sip. “And then I’m going to Naboo for some time off. Are you coming?” 

“You still got your apartment there?” 

“No, I upgraded to a villa. There’s a pool.” 

Yuki closes her eyes and rests her head on the back of the sofa, imagining it. You’ve always been fond of Naboo, Yuki remembers the first time you went. The two of you had been teenagers with padawan tassels, eagerly following behind your jedi masters. Yuki had tried, time and time again to get you to come out of your shell ever since you first met– Your master had been transferred to Coruscant, and taken you with him. 

On Naboo, she had found you one evening when sleep should have been the only thing on your minds in the royal gardens. The three moons shone down upon you, engulfing you in an otherworldly glow. Your fingertips rested on the leaves of a lotus flower, and they slipped down, shameful, when your eyes landed on Yuki. 

Your eyes had been wide. Caught. 

Your secret was safe with Yuki. She brought a finger to her lips and winked at you. She knelt beside you, and let you show her that you had learned how to make ripples in the water with the force, and that you could unfurl the flowers that closed up under the moonlight. You only did it twice, though, claiming it didn’t sit right on your soul. 

Yuki didn’t think you were going to board the ship and return to Coruscant. 

One of your fingers presses into the softness of Yuki’s cheek. She opens an eye to look over at you. 

“What are you thinking about?” You ask. 

Yuki closes her eyes once more, a fond smile on her lips. “First time we went to Naboo.” 

“Oh?” You remember it like it was yesterday. It was such a different environment from the rocks you had grown up around, from the constant inhaling of dust and city. 

“Yeah,” Yuki licks her lips and hums. “Swear it was like I was looking at you for the first time.” 

Your cheeks darken under your blush. 

“Think you looked at me for the first time,” Yuki adds on. She opens her eyes to look at you, taking in the bashful look on your face. 

You wave your hand. “I was embarrassing as a child.” 

Yuki grins, leaning into your space. “Nah, you were just shy and didn’t know you could be gay.” 

Avoiding her eye contact at all costs, you blush harder. Yuki grins wider. Places her hand on your thigh. “Good thing you figured that out, huh?” 

“You’re embarrassing me now,” You pout. 

“I think I’m flustering you,” Yuki says, not missing a beat. “C’mon, make some eye contact with me, pretty.”

It takes all your resolve to turn and make said eye contact. Yuki’s closer than you anticipated. Your heart skips a beat, flutters at the distance. 

“Hey,” Yuki breathes. 

“Hi,” You return. 

Yuki’s eyes flash to your lips. “I’m going to kiss you now.” 

“Okay,” You sigh and relax further. Yuki presses her lips against yours. 

“I’m sorry for knocking out your captain.” The words are pressed against your lips. 

“Don’t talk about that right now,” You murmur. Yuki’s hand slides further up your thigh, fingers splayed and bunching the fabric up. Her lips swallow yours, her tongue gliding against yours. 

Yuki pulls back, slowly, and sets your glasses on the coffee table. She gently pushes you down on your back, situating herself between your thighs. “You looked so pretty that night. If I hadn’t known any better, I would have mistaken you for the princess.” 

“The royal family of Naboo are humans,” You state. 

“Please accept my compliment, princess.” Yuki rests a hand by your head to support herself. You get a good whiff of her perfume. Her other hand comes to cup your cheek, thumb smoothing against the soft skin. 

You wrap your hand around her wrist. “Please give me a kiss.” 

Yuki seals her lips against yours once more. 

[tarjaturunenfansource]

Pics from last night shared by Codru Festival! 😎🤘🏻 @tarjaofficial

[rulimaquina]

Everything anyone needs to know about Damaris is that they're these memes

[loveleetoons]

Art Fight has been over for awhile now (Congrats Team Werewolves!). But I wanted to say how happy I am to have finally joined. I got my character, Llyr The Caroler submitted on the last night. And got my one and only art attack out in the morning. My friend’s Codru-Ji Monk named Rislu-Ko. <3 Good fight everyone! Looking forward to it again next year! <3