#jedi padawan series

[eli-should-sleep]

Every Star Wars author since 1999, when looking at Obi-Wan: "I need to give this man trauma".

[star-wars-forever]

[backtothefuturefan88]

I’m back with an another redesign of Ahsoka Tano; this time it’s her second padawan outfit (season 3-5).

I drew her markings on her face and Lekku (which I did make longer) to match a little more to how she looks in Rebels; I didn’t like how different she looked in Rebels originally, but the design has kinda grown on me.

I kept her Akul teeth, purple sash that hangs from her belt, and black eyes from Shaak Ti’s original concept design, but changed her jewelry slightly from my first design.

I wanted to give her robes that were more similar to traditional Jedi robes compared to her original outfit, but changed to the sleeves to be a cut open design and her skirt splits at the sides to allow more movement.

The piece that hangs from her belt is from concept art for Shaak Ti.

Her belt is based off of Obi-Wan’s with two lightsaber clips next to each other, but I added her original yellow belt clip, and a pack in the back that Fives has when he becomes a Arc Trooper; I also added a chain with Anooba teeth that hangs from the belt that she kept as trophy for surviving the Citadel.

The last thing I added was the Clone Armor. The chest piece has the Jedi symbol on her right hand side, and a pattern of the holes in her armbands from her original outfit.

The boots have the diamond pattern her leggings have from her original outfit.

And lastly I added different aurebesh names across her armor; I encourage you to translate them.

I’m really happy with design! I think I like it more than my first one.

What do you think of this one?

And should I redesign Ahsoka’s other outfits?

I probably will, but what do you guys think?

(Part 3 👇)

[spaceediasporaa]

I know some people might not like the whole “Sabine training to be a Jedi despite not being super force sensitive” thing but I honestly think it’s really cool. It’s expanding what being a Jedi is, it’s showing they’re more than just space wizards, they’re a religion, a people- being a Jedi isn’t about having powers it’s about your training and how you live your life. I think it’s very cool and I like the idea of nonforce sensitive Jedi

[aburningconstellation]

i’ve been thinking a lot about ezra bridger & jacen syndulla this week

ezra never got to meet jacen before he disappeared. he didn’t even know hera was pregnant.

so imagine he comes back, after being gone for years, and has to re-acclimate to a galaxy he’s no longer familiar with. everyone is so excited to see him again. sabine, ahsoka, zeb, hera, kallus - even chopper - come running to welcome him back with open arms. then from behind all of them, a little boy with green hair comes tumbling through. ezra doesn’t know who he is, but the boy wraps him in a hug & says “you must be my uncle ezra! will you teach me to be a jedi? like my dad was?”

and IMMEDIATELY ezra knows. he hasn’t felt his master’s presence in years, but there is a part of him present in this child. jacen syndulla - son of kanan jarrus and hera syndulla.

in many ways ezra still feels like a padawan, even though he’s certainly been through his great trial of knighthood by this point. and even if he isn’t fully ready, he knows that he must train this boy. and what a gift that would be for ezra to teach kanan’s son all the lessons that kanan taught him, but that kanan isn’t able to teach jacen himself. to believe in this young boy and show him how to find the light and what it means to live a selfless life.

and ezra bridger gets to grow old and watch jacen grow up. there are certainly days where it’s hard, but he does not take any of them for granted. he stands a daily vigil, taking in all of jacen’s milestones. mentally cataloguing each of them before offering them to his memory of kanan. look master. look what your son can do. i see the way you live in him.

and thus continues the ever expanding circle of master to apprentice to master to apprentice.

[moodboards-aesthetics]

Qui-Gon Jinn aka The Maverick

[oftenlyshitposting]

*ezra and sabine sibling-arguing heatedly*

shin: ...what's going on?

ahsoka: entertainment

hera: more like repeated history, i say

shin: what? what do you mean?

jacen: they're doing the 2nd mandalorian-jedi war

ezra & sabine: ENOUGH OF THAT JOKE

shin: you're right, 'soka, it is entertainment

[eyesofthetrees]

Barriss Offee's grief for Master Luminara Unduli

The scene from Rebels when Kannan and Ezra found Luminara's frozen corpse terrified me as a kid and it really scares me today.

Evanescence's song ''Like you'' inspired me to do this drawing. I started to make the first skethes back in octomber 2022 for the Day of the Dead but in those days my grandmother passed away and I saw her taking her last breath. After one year of grief and healing I decided to finnish my work and get off a weight from my shoulders.

Barriss Offee would have felt totally devastated if she would find out how her old master was given such a cruel end. After this, I would hope the New Jedi Order would give her a proper burial as she deserves.

I censored the face of Luminara because I thought some people could find it disturbing.

You also can see my drawing (the uncensored version) on https://www.deviantart.com/moonrises/art/Star-Wars-Bariss-Offee-s-grief-1003601014 and my other works on https://www.deviantart.com/moonrises

[umeumeumee]

𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐧𝐨𝐰

summary: an unexpected person pays you a visit , and it changes things for good.

warnings: angst, mentions of past mistakes / regrets

a/n: no authors note, just some ‘soka angst<3

the dim light from your porch’s lamp shined precisely in the crack between ahsoka’s aching skin and the coarse fabric of her dark cloak. Her blue eyes creased under the brighter light, body shaking— hand queasy as she rose it to the familiar wooden door.

The pounding of her heart in her chest was so loud, it was almost the only thing she could hear. Her breaths were heaving- as if she had ran here. sweat coating every inch of her beautiful orange skin while she stare holes into the wood before her.

She could hear shuffling inside, she could make out the small giggles you made from what she assumed to be a book you were reading— you loved books. romance books. ahsoka remembered specifically finding them for you while she was on her missions when she was a Padawan, always thinking of you and how you would react to such a silly book. She never understood how you could read those things, how the words of the love story could affect you so deeply. She would never forget the flushed laughs you released, the cute tint of pink on your skin.

She shook her head- dissolving such silly thoughts of you. Those days were over, long gone for good.

The small hum of an all too familiar tune echoing off the walls sent her hard into a spiral, basically leaping out of her chest.

ahsoka allowed her eyes to shut for a short moment, reminiscing to the old tune.

When Ahsoka would tell you about the nightmares that would plague her sleep— you would comfort her, tell her everything would be okay. You’d sing a small tune- the tune that your mother would sing you when you were small. she remembers you saying how it stuck with you- how it had become something you sang when you were content, calm. when you were with someone you loved.

a frown molded onto ahsoka’s lips, brows furrowed in sorrow. Realization that she had left. Not just her master, but the order— and you. god- what was she thinking? Greif flooded her.

Ahsoka new that when she walked away, that it would include everything about her past life. but, she didn’t want you to be apart of her past life. she wanted you to be apart of her life now- To be with her.

with a shaky sigh, ahsoka straightened her back and blinked her sorrowful eyes- bravely knocking twice on your door.

The soft hums came to a stop, shuffling could once again be heard— but, this time, it was approaching the door.

apprehension flooded Ahsoka’s body, mind running miles at the thought of what you might look like sought her out. She hasn’t laid her blue eyes on you since you both were fourteen- four years ago. Surely you were to be different- older, perhaps taller- and no doubt in her mind, more beautiful.

footsteps approached the door echoed off the skull of her head, a nervous flush flying through her chest when she saw the door handle turn— and stop stopped when you pulled open the door.

You weren’t much taller- perhaps an inch or two- your hair was longer, much longer— your features had matured, your lips had grown, your eyelashes finally fit your face, god. you were everything she wanted— you were better than she imagined you would be, even all these years later.

though, the look on your face whooshed her thoughts away. It was one of confusion- shock, too. Bewilderment, anger, sadness- but, mostly, the deep sorrow of your eyes resembled those of whom missed someone dear to them.

silence ate at her skin like infectious bugs, gnawing down at her flesh painfully as the thick air between you both made her ears ring.

your eyes scanned her face suspiciously, as if she wasn’t there- as if perhaps she was a hologram, or a clone. someone else- someone similar.

“Ahsoka?” you asked skeptically, still holding the door handle. You stared at her in disbelief, almost denial- had you not thought you’d ever see her again?

she couldn’t find it in herself to reply to you— her throat suddenly as drained of moisture as the lonesome planet Tatooine. Your eyes slowly widened when the realization that she was indeed, truly standing before you after all these years.

before she could blink or even breathe— she felt two all too familiar arms wrap around her. Ahsoka’s eyes blew wide, surprised by the sudden full-body contact of your form on hers, your head in the crook of her neck. She hasn’t realized how much she really did miss you until now.

Your scent, your touch, your smile and voice— you were like a missing dream. Hesitantly, she wrapped her shaky arms around your body, scared- as if you were going to vanish.

the embrace that held you two together was long- silent, deep, filled with many unsaid words spilling out from hidden spaces inside you both.

You only pulled back to look at her face. Gosh, she was beautiful. so beautiful you couldn’t believe she was real.

“maker, ahsoka. I.. i thought you were..” you shut yours eyes, sighing deeply and shaking your head. “are you okay? do you need anything?” you asked through heavy thoughts— opening your confused eyes and blinking many times before trailing them across the Togruta’s face. Ahsoka didn’t say anything, her lips parted lightly while she stare at your face as you spoke, as you moved.

“i— what am i— come in, please.” you ushered, your own wobbly hand reaching for hers and delicately leading her inside your longtime home.

you shut the door behind her, shooing your loth cat, Noni, out of the way as she tried to rub herself against ahsoka’s boots out of familiarization.

Ahsoka didn’t sit on your couch until you did, tossing some messy pillows out of the way in order to clear a space for her.

you didn’t know where to start— what to and not to ask, what to and not to do, where to look and where to begin.

You took a moment to take her in, her lekku have grown longer, she finally grew into her big features, her lips were as beautiful as you remember, her eyes as alluring as they were all those years ago— still so you could get lost in them.

“you… don’t have to talk, ‘soka. not if you don’t want to. we can just.. wait.” you whispered, watching her lost eyes scavenge over your hand on hers.

“wait however long you need.”

[blxkstar]

I made a playlist for the training session you, and Ahsoka Tano are going to have at the Jedi temple!

With Master Skywalker observing you know this is going to be fun. Please check it out!!

In my life, when you find people who need your help, you help them, no matter what

In my experience, just when you think you understand the Force, you find out how little you actually know.

[raccoonomicon]

My Roman Empire is how Barriss betrayed the Jedi Order

Their friendship was everything.

[eli-should-sleep]

The implication of Kit Fisto finishing Bant Erin's training are hilarious. Because while there isn't a confirmed age for Kit Fisto (at least I don't think so), he has to be pretty close in age to Bant herself. And while for example 15 to 20 is a big age difference, 20 to 25 isn't. At some point the dynamic had to go from Mentor and Student to a sibling dynamic.

Bant at some point: "Master you're not gonna believe this sit down, I have Tea!"

Kit, not responsible at all: "She really said that? This karking b-"

[khryptid]

Piping Hot, Hot Take: Aayla Secura should have been Sabine Wren’s Master

Reason 1: both experienced the destruction of their home and learned how to live past it, but Aayla could help Sabine redirect and let go of any lingering anger

Reason 2: they have similar builds so Aayla could pass on her fighting skills against larger opponents

Reason 3: Aayla used Djem So which I think would suit Sabine well

Reason 4: Aayla’s Master Quinlan Vos was a Jedi Shadow, so she’s more likely to have further weapons training to help Sabine with (ex: use a blaster with the Force, use a blaster and lightsaber combo, etc)

Reason 5: between her and her Master, Aayla understands the Light and Dark influences that come with strong emotions and would help Sabine in tempering her Mandalorian passion and shereshoy into a finely Balanced blade

Reason 6: GIRL BOSS DUO GIRL BOSS DUO !!!

[backtothefuturefan88]

Here is my third costume redesign for Ahsoka Tano, this time for citizen Ahsoka.

I wanted to pull inspiration from clothing that other Togrutas have worn in the Star Wars universe, like a cultural look; but all I could really find was what the female Togrutas wore in the Clone Wars which were all very short and small (I wasn’t going to put her in any of that) and what was shown in the Tales of the Jedi series (which I pulled inspiration some from).

The colors the Togrutas had in Tales of the Jedi had more natural colors it seemed, so for colors I didn’t give her anything bright and flashy.

I gave her more layers of clothing since she wouldn’t be fighting as much anymore.

The beads on Ahsoka’s head wrap are taken from concept art of Padme, and I designed new gold pieces that rest on top of her montrals.

I kept her shoulder pads but got rid of the sleeves because I thought it was getting to similar to my previous design.

I also kept the pieces that are apart of her Togrutan culture.

Like her, Akul teeth, Anooba Teeth (from my previous design), the purple sash that hangs from her belt, and the piece on top of her sash that was based off of concept art of Shaak Ti.

I always found it weird how they just got rid of all of her Togruta pieces after she left the order, because they weren’t anything from the Jedi they were things from her culture; and she never got them back! but maybe that’s just me.

I was honestly kinda hesitant to keep her Clone armor because this would be after Season 5 when she left, but she didn’t seem to have any ill will towards the Clones in Season 7 so I figured she would keep it in remembrance of them.

I’m not sure if I like this one as much as the previous design. I feel like it’s too similar? Maybe the armor is throwing me off, I don’t know.

What do you think?

(part 4 👇)

[coruscanti-arabi]

live action clone wars ahsoka but it's the second war of geonosis and both her and barriss offee nearly die as child soldiers because i don't think people are as horrified as they should be about children being commanders on a battlefield, let alone how horrific it was she was placed in command of an entire air strike that went horribly wrong and lost most of the men under her command at 14, and also her being willing to give her life to destroy a factory of droids.

Please grasp the weight and gravity of the light hearted kids show because it could've easily became as heavy as Andor, if not heavier - and people seem to be forgetting the fact the Republic AND the Jedi Council were both sending these children into battle and most of them did die, particularly in Legends. This is the horror of war.

[hotstreak2k3]

“Always two there are, no more, no less. A master and an apprentice.”