#jinn’s answers

[rwbybutincorrect]

Thank you!

okay, this one I'd like to dedicate to @chadfarsight

I sadly cannot provide the link, due to Tumblr's new rules about Asks, but he gave me inspiration to take up meme editing again

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[armoralor]

Master Sol is the type of person that joins every single imaginary tea party a youngling invites him to.

[jedi-starbird]

APLAP (Assigned Pathetic Lifeform at Padawanship)

New padawan Obi-Wan trying to figure out how the FUCK to make his master listen and not abandon him to go running off following "the will of the force" when it hits him. Qui-Gon is perfectly happy stopping and taking care of pathetic life forms, but not Obi-Wan. That's it. He's always been prepared, always been dutiful, strong, self-sufficient.

He's cracked the code. He needs to be more pathetic.

The next time he senses Qui-Gon's about to run off he coordinates a scene of utmost pathetic-ness, that is, he throws himself into the nearest fountain. He trudges up to his master sopping wet, water-logged robes swallowing him, with hair sticking to his face and containing bits of algae from the fountain. He mumbles out an apology for being clumsy before looking up at Qui-Gon with the biggest, most woeful eyes possible to ask if he happened to bring any spare robes (he didn't, Obi-Wan knows this because he is usually the one to pack spare robes for them both). His wet hair is dripping water into his eyes that's beginning to turn them an irritated red, and there's algae sliding down the side of his face, it really is masterful work.

"Oh...I'm sure I'll be able to find something by myself, it's okay Master, I know you had important work to do."

Qui-Gon visibly hesitates. Obi-Wan starts shivering. He turns to walk away. He's stopped by his Master's hand on his shoulder. His Master, who walks back with him, who gets clean clothes from their hosts, who has folded like wet flimsi and even explains his stupid, stupid plan before choosing to hotwire a hoverbike with a passenger seat! Oh, Obi-Wan really has cracked the code!

Afterwards, Obi-Wan stages an increasingly pitiful accident for himself every time his patented 'Qui-Gon Jinn Bullshit' detector goes off. Eventually, his Master stops leaving him behind at all, even giving him funny looks when he turns around and Obi-Wan isn’t next to him. It never fails to make Obi-Wan grin and run to catch up. Sure, his reputation as a perfect padawan is in tatters, alongside his dignity, but it’s a small price to pay for a place at his Master’s side, for him to remember there’s a place for Obi-Wan there.

When the ray shields come up on Naboo, Qui-Gon doesn't charge ahead and leave his padawan behind, he hasn't for years. He waits for Obi-Wan because it feels wrong to do otherwise, his padawan belongs at his side.

Much, much later, when Obi-Wan is drinking to the end of the war with friends, Commander Cress will ask him how he kept General Jinn from running off for entire decade. Obi-Wan laughs, informs him, and resolutely ignores the scene Quinlan is making as the man cackles and pulls up a book to shove at them both, titled Classical Conditioning 101: A guide to subtle psychological manipulation.

[agent-darkfest]

Hello! I love everything on your blog especially the Arabian knights au :3 and i was wondering why moon’s eyes are always red ? Bcuz sun’s blue but moon’s are either red/white or black/red. Is there a particular reason ? Or is it just a design choice ?

Very good question! So Moon’s eyes are red because he was born under a red Moon, his sclera is black because of his tribe (all members have black sclera).

Opposite to that, Sun’s tribe has white Sclera. And as for Sun— he was born under a super rare partial eclipse that caused the sun to appear blue like the sky, so his eyes are Blue!

Fun fact, Eclipse’s eyes are gold, because he was born during a total eclipse at dusk. :)

[bubblew0lf1]

Would little baby dragon Obi-Wan puff up his feathers and fur like owls and cats do when feeling threatened?

Absolutely!!!! (Adult Obi-wan also does it, Anakin laughs himself to death every time, Cody thinks it's cute)

POV: You're Gui-gon and it's bath time for your young padawan

Qui gon has photos of all of these expressions and has them framed in his room

[mudpuddless]

AU where Obi-wan is Can Drallig's illegitimate son except of course everyone knows and no one cares except for qui-gon of course.

based on this post by @twinterrors29

[david-talks-sw]

What "The Hidden Fortress" (1958) tells us about the Jedi's status in the Prequels.

In 1999, George Lucas had this to say on BBC Omnibus: A Long Time Ago: The Story of "Star Wars" and then The Phantom Menace's director's commentary.

“I greatly admired Kurosawa, especially the film Hidden Fortress, which told a story from the point of view of two serfs, two slaves...

... peasants who tag along with this famous general and a princess-- y'know, royalty. And the whole story is told from their point of view. And I like that idea. I like the idea of telling a story from the lowest person's point of view, uh, in the food chain, and that's how the story got to be told by Artoo and Threepio.”

“[The Phantom Menace] is told primarily from the Jedi's point of view, but the story that's being told is essentially the story of Queen Amidala and her plight of having her planet blockaded. As in, say, Episode IV, where the story is told through the eyes of the droids, in this one, it's told through the eyes of the Jedi.”

“But [from the moment we get to Coruscant, Anakin and Jar Jar] are standing on the sidelines. It's a little bit a riff on the very first film where the story is told through the point of view of the droids, who were sort of the lowliest characters.”

“And in [Phantom Menace], I'm doing it through - primarily - the two Jedi, but then the secondary characters are also carrying a lot of the weight when the Jedi aren't around.”

George Lucas draws a comparison between lowly characters like Hidden Fortress' peasants Matashichi and Tahei, the droids in A New Hope, as well as the Jedi in The Phantom Menace.

What do they all have in common? They are all the lowest-ranking characters in their respective films. Repeat: the movie frames the Jedi as almost at the bottom of the food chain.

Because of course they are. Functionally, they're just diplomats. They hold no political power whatsoever and barely have any authority .

What little authority the Jedi do have in TPM comes from the Queen's young age, which allows them to ease into a more advisory position, and Qui-Gon's rebellious streak. And even he's explicit about the fact that his mandate has limitations.

The only characters "below" them in status are Jar Jar, an exiled Gungan, and Anakin, who just yesterday was still a slave kid, Artoo the literal object and that's it!

Also the other Prequel films are consistent with this portrayal. Who do we see lower in status than the Jedi? Dexxter Jettster and the clones. Everyone else is pretty much above them.

Yes, the Jedi are part of the system, but they're not as high-ranking as you'd think. Yes, they have Force Powers, but that means squat when put against political power. So, like, to expect the Jedi to...

influence the decisions of the Senate,

wage a war against the Outer Rim to end slavery,

or blatantly refuse an order to join the war effort,

... is incredibly unreasonable.

They're not meant to be seen as "the elite, peering down upon the people from their ivory tower".

They're the servants! Servants of the Republic.

And they're seeing their higher-ups destroy what they should all stand for, but are unable to stop them.

Later on, with The Clone Wars, we are introduced to civilian characters and from their point of view, the Jedi are ultra powerful and are highly placed and "should do more but don't".

It makes sense that these characters would see the Jedi as 'the elite'. But they don't have the full picture.

We, as the audience, do.

So we know that the reality is more along the lines of the Jedi "should do more but can't".

After all, we are made privy many instances of the Jedi speaking up and trying to change politicians' minds, only to be dismissed and overruled at every turn.

↑ these aren't even all the times we see it happen, btw, there's more examples...

So at some point, if you - as an audience member - see all this and are still saying "the Jedi should've done more!" I really need to know... what more could they have done?

Take control of the Senate?

That'll result in a dictatorship, there's a reason they waited as much as they did before trying to take down Palpatine.

Power corrupts and they're wise enough to know it.

Don't join the Republic in the first place?

George Lucas never frames the Jedi's involvement with the Republic as a bad thing. In the foreword to Shatterpoint (2004), he says their being part of the Republic led to 1,000 years of prosperity.

Where's the issue, then? Well, it's a two-man job and the Jedi's bosses, the Senate, grew corrupt and stopped doing their part. They stopped carrying their end of the couch.

But “no Jedi in the Republic from the get-go” means the Sith will rise to power even faster. Fun!

Stay neutral in the war?

The Separatists were killing civilians and testing weapons on neutral systems, or enslaving them.

The choice put before the Jedi was "do what we tell you and fight, or let people die".

But also, out-of-universe... do you really think Palpatine, genius politician, master of spin, can't re-frame the Jedi staying neutral in a negative light?

When they joined the war, he unleashed propaganda that either directly (on the Separatist side) or indirectly (on the Republic side) framed them as "warmongers who corrupted their values". If they don't join, they're "apathetic cowards who care more about their own values than the lives of the people they're supposed to protect".

So either way, Order 66 comes around, wipes them out and the Republic goes "good riddance".

So what else could they do?

The answer is "not much".

Because the whole point of the narrative is that Palpatine checkmated them by taking the fight to a field the Jedi had no experience in or right to meddle with: politics.

So if you look at these characters who are nowhere near the top of the food chain, and say "well, why didn't they fix things?" I'm sorry to say you're missing the point of the narrative.

Or maybe you do get the point of the narrative and just aren't trying to be fair...

... in which case, at least be consistent and also argue:

"Why didn't Threepio & Artoo do more to save the Rebel crew of the Tantive IV from the stormtrooopers?!"

"Why didn't Matashichi & Tahei do more to save the Akizuki clan?!"

[phoenixyfriend]

5 headcanons for my obi! au? 👁️

send me an au and i’ll give you 5+ headcanons about it

Reference: My Obi! AU

Obi-Wan carries Anakin around like a duffel bag regularly. Anakin is a little too disconnected from his Future Memories to care beyond Obi-Wan Is Holding Me and so he kind of loves it. Obi-Wan is filled with dread about letting Anakin out of his sight and so results the duffel carry.

Shmi ends up spending a lot of time with Qui-Gon as everyone tries to figure out what the hell is going on. He is also, in Shmi's eyes, a parent whose child is suddenly Strange And Different From Before.

Obi-Wan is not super interested in having personal time. Everything in him is saying to keep Anakin in his sights and under his supervision at all times. On the rare occasions that he separates from his future-past-future padawan, it's mostly for Anakin to cuddle Shmi or Aayla or Qui-Gon. Meanwhile, Obi-Wan spends that time with, specifically, Quinlan or Mace.

Anakin has a tendency to wake up in a panic if he sleeps wrong. More specifically, if he lays in a way that has something over his mouth or nose, like his pillow or the blanket or his arm, his dreams go to the life support suit, which he does not entirely remember but has subconscious awareness of. And if a nine-year-old dreams of a suffocating inability to breathe, he will wake up, panic, and run to his mom. Or to his older brother. This happens a lot.

Shmi and Qui-Gon bang. Neither of their kids notice. (Feemor notices, though.)

[daddy-ul]

self described: “squeaky”

Meaning that if you squish him, that's the sound that comes out? Jskakakaka

Joking aside, I can "see" that, not in the "sound" sense but in the "that thing squicks me" BC from the blog format... I think it was the years of "squick" being a used internet slang. Also these responses are given vocally, so I think it was transcribed with "ea" instead of a "i".

But it's just a theory sjaksjsjs it fits either way.

[hannibalzero]

for the asks if you feel up to it, how would bunny-wan deal with nyanakin getting zoomies and yowling at midnight or when he gets into cat fights with Kitty ferus.

A lot of this is what Bunny-wan experienced with Qui-gon-mew. You think Nyanakin is bad? Ha! Qui-gon-mew is zooming at hyperspeed

Qui-gon-mew at 3am: PADAWAN THE FORCE IS AMAZING!

Bunny-wan; -is sleepy on his pillow- yes master..

But with nyankin, bunny-wan tries to play with Nyankin during the day to sleep at night but some things are just nature.

Bunny-wan will just watch nynakin go. Damn he is fast.

As for Nyankin fighting? The no no squirt bottle of disappointment works well along with grounding.

But every now and then, Bunny-Wan gets the zoomies!

Joy. The force, carrots and hay are on sale. Sidious fell down the stairs. All good things bring out bunny-Wan zoomies.

[pickalilywrites]

It would have been interesting if the Levi squad was a bigger group, seniors members with the newbies together. Such as cleaning for example. The dos and don'ts. Such as when they first joined the squad. Oluo and Eren teaching them how to clean.

That would be an interesting fic to read. If that interests you that is

thank you for requesting :)

welcome to squad levi

new squad levi. squad levi. canon divergent. 1799 words.

The newest recruits of the Special Operations Squad are gathered in the castle’s drawing room, most of them collapsed on the rug or couch after a long day of chores. When the young soldiers had been assigned to Captain Levi’s squad, they hadn’t expected this much cleaning even with the fair warning Eren had given them. Nobody was used to such intensive labor, and only Eren and Mikasa seem unaffected by it. The rest of their peers are moaning and groaning about how much their muscles ache. 

“I thought it wouldn’t be anything compared to the training we endured under Shadis, but the Captain really works us to the bone,” Sasha complains. She sits on the floor, her back resting against the couch. Connie sits behind her with his hands massaging her shoulders, nodding sympathetically as she complains. “He banned me from the kitchen after seeing me snacking on a few bread crusts in the pantry. Can you believe it? I just needed a little something to sustain me after cleaning so hard.”  

“Knowing you, it was more than just a little snack. You were probably going to clear out the entire pantry if the Captain hadn’t stopped you,” Jean scoffs. The tips of his ears turn red when hears Mikasa’s laughter mingling with everyone else’s.  

“I guess that’s one way to clean it," Armin muses. He sits in a chair rubbing the muscles in his arm. Every few minutes he switches to the other arm. He had been given the task of dusting the library and had somehow miraculously resisted the urge to pull out every book and flip through their pages.  

“At least the senior members are nice,” Historia says. She’s also sitting on the floor leaning against Mikasa. “Gunther helped me with dusting the shelves when he noticed I couldn’t reach the ones on the top.”  

“I don’t know about nice. Eld told me if I left any streak marks on the window that the Captain would chop off my limbs and feed them to Titans on our next expedition,” Jean says with a shudder.  

“He was just teasing you. Captain Levi would never do that. It’d be too messy to have to haul around your disembodied limbs,” Eren says earnestly, and Jean scowls at him.  

“Auruo talks too much,” Mikasa says. “He kept telling me I was doing everything wrong and tried to do everything for me.”  

“Petra is nice,” Armin says. He curls up in the armchair, his legs pulled up underneath him and his arms wrapped around his legs. He rests his chin on his knees. He closes his eyes, feeling the warmth of the fireplace on his skin as the flames flicker in the hearth. “She kept giving me pointers. I barely got scolded by the Captain when he came by to inspect our work.”  

Connie waves off Armin’s words with a dismissive hand. “No, the Captain just likes small, cute people. If you and Petra were working in the same room, of course he’d go easy on the both of you.”  

“He’s not nice to me,” Historia sniffs. “He kept telling me I missed the cobwebs in the corner. At least Gunther was nice enough to take the blame and say it was his fault for not teaching me how to clean properly.” 

“Maybe you’re just not cute enough,” Mikasa suggests, and she smirks when Historia whips her head around to give Mikasa a scandalized look for even suggesting such a thing.  

“It’s not that bad. The Captain is just really difficult to please,” Eren says. He reaches up to tug at a lock of his hair nervously. He knows it’s not his job to make his friends’ time in the Special Operations Squad enjoyable — it’s not like they can leave if they want to — but he does want to make this as painless for them as possible.  

“What’s that guy’s deal anyway? I don’t think I’ve seen him smile once,” Jean says with a scowl. Like Historia, he had also been scolded by the Captain for his poor cleaning skills and was made to redo all his work on cleaning the windows. He had been one of the last to be relieved of his duties for the night and he’s still sour about it.  

They aren’t thoughts that Eren hadn’t had himself regarding the Captain, but it makes Eren antsy to hear it from the mouths of his peers. Eren stammers, “It’s not so bad. He just values cleanliness. You guys will get used to it soon enough.” 

“I guess his height isn’t the only thing about him that’s short,” Connie snickers. “He’s got a short fuse, too.” 

“It’s not like you’re very tall yourself, so who are you to talk about height?” Sasha grins, poking a pouting Connie in the thigh.  

“Maybe he’s just old and grumpy,” Mikasa says, which elicits some grins and surprised giggles from her peers who aren’t used to her badmouthing their superiors. Then again, she’s never been fond of the Captain to begin with.  

Historia sits up straight, a strange expression on her face. It’s oddly stern, brow furrowed slightly, and her mouth is set in a thin line. In a deep voice that’s clearly meant to be a mockery of the Captain’s, Historia says, “Ackerman, if you don’t get the dust underneath the rug, you’ll be cleaning the stable tomorrow as well.”  

“You guys,” Eren begins. His gaze flickers towards the hallway nervously as his friends burst into laughter around him. It’s no use warning them because his words are being drowned out by their laughter.  

“Pretty good, but his expression is more pinched,” Connie says, abandoning his task of rubbing Sasha’s shoulders so that he can give his own impression of the Captain. His grin disappears as his expression sobers before being replaced by one that looks just like the Captain’s. Like Historia, he also mimic’s the Captain’s low tone as he says, “You little shits better clean every speck of dust in this castle or else I’ll feed you to the Titans.”  

“That’s not -” Eren begins, but Armin interrupts him. 

“The Captain’s vocabulary is vulgar, but he doesn’t throw curses around so frivolously,” Armin says.  

“You should try it then,” Sasha grins. 

“Try it, try it!” Connie chants while the rest of their friends goad Armin on.  

“Ah, I really shouldn’t,” Armin begins. 

“Yeah, you really shouldn’t,” Eren  chimes, but his timid warning is drowned out by his friends’ cheers when Armin assumes his own imitation of the Captain’s typical stern expression.  

Armin tilts his head ever so slightly so that he’s looking down at his friends from the bridge of his nose. “Pipe down, brats, or I’ll have you scraping shit from the stables all day tomorrow.” 

Everyone bursts into laughter after Armin’s impression — even Eren can’t help cracking a smile — until a voice suddenly says, “That’s not how Captain Levi sounds like at all.”  

The startled friends turn their heads towards the doorframe where the senior members of Squad Levi are standing  with amused expressions on their faces.  

Auruo strolls forward, arms outstretched in a shrug. “Mocking our captain, I see. A pathetic attempt to capture any of his aura. It’s laughably bad. It’s a good thing the Captain wasn’t here to see how awful it was.”  

“Yeah, it’s not enough to copy his expression. You need to copy his entire demeanor,” Eld says with a lopsided grin. He  gestures for Petra to enter the room. “Come on, Petra. Show these kids how it’s done.”  

“I don’t know,” Petra begins, her voice trailing off uncertainly even as the corners of her mouth curve upward in a helpless smile. She coughs when she notices all the eyes on her and then says, “Alright, just once then.”  

Petra gestures for Eld and Gunther to stand in front of her. She whispers a few things to them and seems to get something from Gunther. The younger members of the Special Operations Squad crane their necks to see what’s happening, but it’s impossible to see what Petra’s up to when Eld and Gunther are in the way. Eventually, Petra clears her throat and Eld and Gunther part for her to walk through. There’s a handkerchief tucked into the front of her collar that’s made to look like the Captain’s cravat.  

The new squad members watch, eyes widening, as Petra walks across the floor, her boots clomping against the hardwood. Her gait is exactly the same as the Captain’s — the same powerful, confident stride — and she stops only once she approaches the empty armchair across from Armin. When she sits down, her right ankle rests on her left knee and her body is twisted slightly so that her arm rests across the back of the armchair. The disinterested gaze in her amber eyes and the slight frown on her lips is unmistakably the same as the Captain’s. Her brows lower disapprovingly as she gazes down at the amazed teenagers.  

“What are you brats staring at?” Petra says and even her tone sounds like the Captain. She doesn’t even crack a smile when she speaks. “Do you have to take a shit or something?”  

“That’s exactly like him!” Sasha says in amazement.  

“It’s like he’s sitting in front of us right now,” Connie gasps as Petra’s companions laugh behind them.  

“Well, he’s standing behind you right now,” another voice says, one that belongs to their real captain.  

“C-captain!” Gunther stammers. “We were just ...” 

“- showing the new recruits -” Eld continues before looking at Auruo to finish making up an excuse. 

“- how to do a good impression of you!” Auruo blurts and everyone glares at him. He throws up his hands. “You guys try to think of something on the spot!”  

The Captain seems unimpressed. “Why are you all still sitting there gawking? It’s late. Everyone is getting up early tomorrow for an extra round of training.”  

There’s a little grumbling and mumbling, but everyone gets up and shuffles out of the room. Before Petra leaves, the Captain says, “And, Ral?”  

“Y-yes, Captain?” Petra stammers, freezing just before she’s able to escape through the door. She swears underneath her breath, cursing her luck, and the Captain smirks. 

“I’d never wear my cravat that sloppily,” Levi says, reaching out to fix it.  He reaches out slowly, his fingertips brushing against Petra’s neck as he tucks the cravat in properly. His smirk grows when he sees the hitch in her breath, and he takes his time fluffing out the handkerchief so that it looks like a presentable make-shift cravat. He smooths out a corner, his eyes flickering up at Petra’s face as his hand finally leaves her handkerchief. “Dismissed.” 

“Yes, sir,” Petra breathes before scampering away, cheeks still flushed from the thought of her captain’s fingertips grazing her skin. 

[rwbybutincorrect]

i think you might’ve been blogging on the wrong blog last night

THIS IS SO…. MOD WEISS HOW DID YOU MANAGE THIS SO MANY TIMES….

[strqyr]

does it ever just hit you that ozma returned for salem.

light tells him that mankind is no more, yet the world remains, and in time mankind will grow to walk its face once again, but they will be but a fraction of what they once were. light offers ozma his task that can only end in two ways: either humanity remakes itself and is made whole again, or the world will be wiped from existence.

and ozma says no; "that world just isn't as dear to me without her." he'd rather go back to afterlife to be with salem... except salem isn't there.

so ozma changes his answer to yes; "i'll do it."

and it's just so. yeah, it's no wonder he isn't pushing full steam ahead trying to fulfill his task bc it was never really about that for him. he didn't accept to return for some altruistic reason of wanting to save the world and make the humanity whole again, he returned for salem.

"so all those times you talked about having faith in humanity, that was just for everyone else?" <- i think ruby is hitting the head of the nail here, to an extent; does ozma actually have faith in humanity? the same humanity that he was told by light was but a fraction of its former self? the humanity that needs to be remade, to be made whole again? it certainly adds another layer to his secrecy, this deep underlying "i'm not like you, broken and fractured" that has been knocked down, notch by notch, with every reincarnation he has gone through, every reincarnation he has learned to live with instead of taking over their lives, bc those people are part of that broken, fractured humanity who obviously care about their own kind.

but the fact remains that it all started with salem being in the first place with the world and this new humanity in a distant second and it's driving me up the walls.

[teecupangel]

Tee, I'm re-reading Esama's glorious Sailing the Stars again and, a few chapters in, I thought- if the Desmond who could Hear Us got caught up in this scenario, many of us would be screaming at each other. Some in panic, some in excitement, and a few/one of us are starting to sound slightly unhinged from how long we've been laughing (read: cackling) for and how it's been growing so loud that's it's more like mad howling and it starts to drown out everyone else through sheer Awkwardness and how Unnerving it is.

Meanwhile, Desmond is just standing, awkwardly, before either a couple of Jedi or the entire Council- who are also slightly frozen in awkwardness because the Force is being as unhinged as the Cacklers but less Awkward and Unnerving and more, laughing/howling at a joke that it's decidedly Not Explaining. To Anyone.

And then the cackling suddenly stops and someone says, with a slasher grin you could almost hear: "Hey Des baby, can you go ruin the entire fucking careers of some Siths for us? Pretty please?"

Not sure which time Desmond would come out of, but I find it hilarious if Desmond manages to appear during a time when Qui Gon Jinn and Dooku were having problems later in their relationship but before he takes Vosa as his padawan and now Jinn has to deal with not only the knowledge that His Master Fucks but also has, and does occasionally, Fuck with Sifo Dyas and Madame Nu when the time and preference arises. The mental damage alone has some of Us laughing our asses off. Not to mention the implicated existence of Actual Gods/Patrons and the multiverse.

Sailing the Stars by esama (If you love Star Wars and Desmond Miles, go give it a read if you haven’t… or reread it if you already have XD)

This… isn’t exactly a fanfic of a fanfic because this can be summarized more as “Desmond gets awaken in the Star Wars timeline during maybe the Tales of the Jedi series? and he can still hear us”. I don’t think you need to have read Sailing the Stars to get this little snippet, at the very least.

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Desmond has no idea what to do.

By this point, the voices in his head, the capricious ‘watchers’, would be giving him directions or suggestions but they were all still freaking out.

Because, according to what he could actually understand from their freak outs, he was not supposed to be here and this was a ‘crossover’ and “OH MY GOD” and the occasional “I don’t know enough about this!” sprinkled here and there would imply that he wasn’t in his ‘universe’ anymore.

Even the first who talked to him had fallen silent after a dreadful “fuck, this isn’t my fandom” and that was definitely not a good sign.

The other voices he could recognize were too busy freaking out and they were arguing where Desmond.

To be more exact: they were questioning if Desmond was in ‘canon’ or in ‘legends’… whatever that meant.

There a low chant of “Desmond for Darth Revan!” that was being shushed once in a while

And here he was… just… standing.

This council of what they call Jedis was staring at him with furrowed brows, something about how the Force was surrounding him and was… very ‘chaotic’?

But not in a bad way?

Like the kind of giddy chaos that children would get into?

At least, that was what that short green… alien?

Is it racist for Desmond to call him an alien?

Aren’t they all aliens anyway?

Isn’t Desmond an alien too because, apparently, he’s different from the other humans that the Jedis have on record.

Being both more primitive and also too ‘different’ to be considered one of the older ones, whatever that means.

Desmond would have assumed that it was because of his Isu-human gene ratio but the more logical reason would probably be because he was…

Well…

Not from this universe.

Not that he was going to say that.

Even if he did, they would probably just assume he meant not from this specific ‘galaxy’ or whatever.

Desmond would take any kind of distraction at this point and he finally got his wish when the door slid open and two more men entered the room.

The voices were silent for a moment before some of them began to shout, “Oh my god. Is that Count Dooku?! He’s soooo young.”

“Oooohhh, Qui Gon Jinn! Look at him! He’s so baby!”

Desmond’s eyes met the older man that he was certain was supposed to be Count Dooku and the voices hushed for a moment before someone whispered.

“300K, slowburn, corruption arc, hurt and comfort, BAMF Desmond Miles, Good Count Dooku.”

Desmond wanted to sigh.

Maybe he should just run away at this point?

[agent-darkfest]

So moon have black sclera bcuz he was born at night? So that means all his tribe members are born at night as well (since black sclera is common in his tribe) or can they also be born in the day and have white sclera?And he was born under a red moon? That’s so cool! Does his peers often envied or admired his eyes bcuz i find it quite cool if i was a djinn in his tribe i’d be jealous x3. And what does sun thinks of his eyes?

And concerning the djinn madness is it related to how he feels ? Like a strong emotion ? Because i remember the kanibalo sketch (so funny btw XD) and every time he was angry he had the djinn madness eyes so I’m assuming that they come out every time he’s angry/threatened etc..? Correct me if I’m wrong!!

Yup, all of Moon's tribe members have black sclera. His peers think that he has very unique eyes. His tribe being very religious, and because of the elders, believe that this is a sign of him doing great things in the future (this puts a lot of pressure on him in his youth). Some members do envy Moon because of this. Sun's tribe also think that Sun has very unique eyes, but they look at it from a more scientific perspective (they are more scholars).

Sun thinks Moon's eyes are very pleasing to look at.

As for the Djinn's madness, it is something that Djinns develope the longer they stay in their artifact. Since it comes from a build-up of negative energy, it stands to reason that negative feelings or emotions can trigger it. Moon actually is showing incredible restraint and control; this is in part due to his resolve and the discipline he learned from his Seminary.

Some say that when a Djinn was overtaken by Djinn's Madness, they were immediately put down by their master. There is no coming back from Djinn's Madness. The artifact they were bound to would be destroyed and all the energy contained would rush back to the Djinn and shatter his soul.

[bubblew0lf1]

I'm absolutely obsessed with your jedi dragon au- it combines two of my favorite things! Dragons! And the Jedi order! I would love to see some dragon cuddle piles if you are up for it, otherwise you regardless I really love and adore your art (^з^)-☆Chu!!

This ask completely missed slipped by me but here's a sketch I made of some of the disaster lineage (also remember how I made references with size comparisons? Always take those with a grain of salt because I am very bad at keeping proportions)