#star wars x warriors

[whitejays-galaxy]

Disaster trio doodles

These were very self-indulgent lol

Close-ups!

In my cat AU, Anakin grows up with kitten Ahsoka, so that's why the trio are all young like that together

After Qui Gon's death, Obi not only becomes Anakin's Master, but also his big brother figure, and then Ahsoka, who was Anakin's first friend in Dawnclan(Jedi temple) joins the small family(she's like the youngest sister in the group)

Ani and Soka love causing chaos and mayhem in their clan, and Obi does his best looking after them

See more of my Cat Au designs here :3

The Disaster lineage (Yoda, Dooku, Qui, Obi, Anakin, Ahsoka + lore)

Prequel villains (Sidious, Dooku, Maul, Vader + Lore)

Kit-Fisto

Plo-Koon and Ahsoka

Sifo Dyas and Dooku

Disaster trio(Obi, Ani, Soka) doodles

Smol comics(ft. Qui, Rael, Sifo, Dooku): pt 1

Aayla Secura and Quinlan Voss

Luke and Leia

DO NOT COPY ANY OF MY CAT DESIGNS

This is a PERSONAL AU and they mean so much to me

Last catpost for now 🐱

[0nceuponathrone]

Star Wars rebels warriors redraw from a old childhood drawing

[goethial]

Theron Shan getting all the love he deserves ❤️ Thanks to all the people on bsky who let me draw their theron kisser ocs for this!

[knight-of-aether]

All I ever wanted, all I ever needed, is here in my arms Words are very unnecessary, they can only do harm

(self-indulgent "anatomy/lighting practice" featuring my Sith Warrior and Vette on their wedding day - more out-of-context story doodles under the cut <3)

[legends-chauvinist]

Odessen moments

Art by @creepingm0nster

[denimscotch]

@whiskygoldwings you can absolutely politely request :)

(you fool, you gave me the excuse to do what I’ve been wanting to do in the first place)

Marshall Commander Fox as a cat (Fives cat is possibility) multiple others are a possibility… (I already did the Bad Batch, I want to redo some of them)

I like to think the primary colors are dye and Cat Clones when they’re in training, that their fur is short and regulation trim and troopers fur grows out (so they can style it). Fox used to keep to a regulation trim but he just can’t be bothered recently. (Let him have his gray hairs)

[ao3-anonymous]

Fastest Growing Fandoms on AO3 This Week (07/15/2024)

Every week I pull data on how many fics are in each fandom and compare to the previous week, then calculate the percentage increase to determine fastest growing fandoms.  Since this naturally skews towards smaller fandoms, I have included the same data filtered to Over 1k, 5k, & 10k fics.

Overall:

Over 1,000 Fics:

Over 5,000 Fics:

Over 10,000 Fics:

Source: AO3 Fandom Dashboard

[w4stedpapercl1p]

Hi guys I’m new to Tumblr and idk how to use this app but my sibling forced me to make an account so here I am

Umumumum you should be my friend if you like any of these

Generation Loss, Vocaloid, JRWI Riptide, JRWI Wonderlust, QSMP, DSMP, KSMP, Octonauts, did I mention I like Vocaloid, LMK, TMNT, Ninjago, CRK, Brawl Stars, Dandy’s World, Roblox Piggy, Forsaken, TRUD, Sprunki, Psych, Star Wars, Class Of 09, Spy X Family, Arcane, I REALLY FUCKING LOVE VOCALOID, Warriors, TF2, WOF, Encanto, Pokémon, Minecraft, Phighting, Mouthwashing, FNAF, Sally Face OMG I LOVE SALLY FACE, The Magnus Archives, and oh yeah you probably didn’t know this but I love Vocaloid, Regretevator, Lackadaisy, Hamilton, The Scarlet Pimpernel, Cats The Musical, Z-O-M-B-I-E-S, Dead Plate, Married in Red, Rwby, Kittyfish, Cat Game, My Street, MID, Undertale, Deltarune, Little Nightmares, did I ever tell you I like vocaloid, Get a Snack At 4 am, You Forgot Your Friends Birthday, It’s Not Me It’s My Basement, Crowscare, Sweet no Death, Pressure, probably a lot more but I’m too lazy to say them all.

Apparently I can only have 30 tags💔💔

[0alix0]

i said i did x2

[persephoneggsy]

went down a deep rabbithole of thinking about blorbos, and my SWTOR blorbo is Quinn, so... I made him a little family :3 I like to think about them interacting with my Sith Warrior, Nes'ria, who also has a decently-sized family, so when she and Quinn get married it's just a huge clan now lmao

All of them except for Rymar are OCs; Rymar we know the name + rank + death of from the SWTOR Encyclopedia under Quinn's entry. I did make up what I think he looks like, though.

miscellaneous facts about the Quinn clan that I couldn't fit in the headshots:

Solesta has a dislike of droids, finding them creepy. She also dislikes cybernetics and cyborgs. Ironically, and unbeknownst to her, her grandson Malavai will eventually end up with a woman whose family owns a large cybernetics company.

Solesta disappeared during a top secret mission when Malavai was around 15 years old. She and her crew were declared officially dead a year after her ship disappeared.

Solesta's husband passed when their kids were young. I imagine he was on track to being a rising star in the Imperial military, but he was cut down by a Jedi or something.

Rymar and Ridal are twins (Rymar is the older one).

Ridal disapproved of Rymar’s marriage to Mianna, believing she was too fragile for him. Despite this, she helps her son care for Mianna.

Ridal is lowkey disappointed that neither her son nor her nephew followed her footsteps into Imperial Intelligence. She doesn't know Halic refused to, given what happened to his father (murdered by a petulant Sith Lord). At least in the medical corps, any Sith he deals with are unconscious or too weak to threaten him.

Halic calls Malavai his baby cousin, despite only being a few months older than him. It annoys Malavai, who nonetheless reciprocates Halic's familial affection.

Halic jokingly complains that Malavai slept with a Sith before he could. He privately thinks Malavai is insane for falling for a Sith in the first place, and worries about his cousin (he later learns he doesn't have to, given Nes'ria's equal devotion to Malavai).

Halic has flirted with every member of Nes'ria's crew. Vette thinks he's a riot, Jaesa was flattered but embarrassed, and Pierce is debating sleeping with him to piss off Malavai.

Mianna witnessed her husband's death at the hands of the Republic force, and the trauma of that, plus her subsequent injury, rendered her largely nonverbal. She has only spoken Rymar or Malavai's name since being admitted to the hospital. The rest of the time, she communicates via either writing or signing.

Many Imperials view Mianna's situation with disdain, describing her as weak-willed and a drain on resources. It's only the lingering prestige of the Quinn family name, combined with threats from her sister-in-law Ridal, that keep such whispers behind closed doors.

There was a brief period after the Battle of Druckenwell that the family feared Malavai had been killed in action. It wasn't until a few weeks after the battle that he contacted them from Balmorra, informing them that he'd been court-martialed and demoted by Moff Broysc.

Ridal assists Malavai in bringing down Moff Broysc, using her old Inteligence contacts to help him abduct the Moff.

My personal headcanon is that Malavai knew Baras would go after his family if he didn't follow his orders, hence the betrayal. After Nes'ria spared him, he reached out to Halic and Ridal, warning them to watch out for any signs of retaliation from Baras. Nes'ria used her family's connections to have Malavai's family taken to a safe place until Baras was defeated.

[whitejays-galaxy]

Papa Plo and Kitten 'Soka

Yes, Ahsoka put flowers on her papa's head.

Now they're both ✨Bonita✨💅

Plo-Koon cat design(ngl he's one of my fave cat designs I made so far)

Small doodles of them

See more of my Cat Au designs here :3

The Disaster lineage (Yoda, Dooku, Qui, Obi, Anakin, Ahsoka + lore)

Prequel villains (Sidious, Dooku, Maul, Vader + Lore)

Kit-Fisto

Plo-Koon and Ahsoka

Sifo Dyas and Dooku

Disaster trio(Obi, Ani, Soka) doodles

Smol comics(ft. Qui, Rael, Sifo, Dooku): pt 1

Aayla Secura and Quinlan Voss

Luke and Leia

DO NOT COPY ANY OF MY CAT DESIGNS

This is a PERSONAL AU and they mean so much to me

Whenever I post anything about this AU, it's going to be more design-based or doodle dumps most of the time🐱

Can't wait to show you my take on, Ventress, Sifo-Dyas, Lene Kostana, Padme, Shimi, The Clones, Luke, Leia, Han, and Chewbacca soon

[ladyzirkonia]

Mhi solus tome, mhi solus dar'tome, mhi me'dinui an, mhi ba'juri verde.

We are one when together,

we are one when parted,

we will share all,

we will raise warriors.

Every time I read this I remember how fucking romantic the Mandalorian wedding vow is.

[goethial]

Malavai Quinn and my Sith Warrior, Seraphiel! uncropped 🍆 one on my bsky

[artsubject13]

[fleeting-sanity]

Flying Underground

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Rionnic was gone in a flash, utilizing the Force to escape Jaesa’s sights. When she returned to their manor, he wasn’t there, even after an hour in. Shortly after, their son woke up, all cheery and energized. Jaesa started dreading the father’s absence, as they had to depart preferably before noon.

“Where’s father? Is he at work already?” asked Rian freshly after showering.

“He’ll be back soon. Why don’t you have some milk first?”

She tried calling his holoreceiver, leaving a message when her attempts failed. Just as she was about to call her parents, the door opened to a calm and expressionless Rionnic. Immediately her head conjured a fantasy where she ran to him, arms circling his waist and inhaling his exposed chest. Instead, it was their son instead who ran to him for a hug. “Father! Where were you? You’re out so early.”

“Uh… just some work. But I’m confident I’m free of it until our trip’s over, this time. Have you had breakfast?”

Rian nodded, then returned the question to him. “Not yet. I’ll just have it on the way to our destination. Let’s get ready, we’re going spelunking!”

Which was met with Rian’s joyful exclamation. The little padawan skittered to his bag of equipment, while the parents did their best to avoid eye contact. She wordlessly served him breakfast, then changed to a more suitable outfit and gear for their activity; with her trusty double-bladed lightsaber holstered. When she arrived at the shuttle pad attached to their chateau, Rian was eagerly standing near the vehicle until he remembered something. 

“Oh! My special datapad! Let me get it quickly!” as the padawan ran back inside.

Rionnic soon joined her, face turned away while stating; “Stay alert for Killiks.”

She sighed. Her hand cautiously reached out to his arms, tentatively grasping his sleeve. He coldly took his arm back, proceeding to take his place in the pilot’s seat. Unbeknownst to them, their son watched the less than friendly interaction, killing the smile on his face and his enthusiasm. Once again, the silence was heavy on their journey to the mountains. Both parents noticed the change in Rian’s mood.

“You got everything sorted out, good Sir?”

“Yeah… I got my notes written on this datapad.”

Rian’s volume was subdued and somber. His mind kept collaging the moments from earlier with the question his mother asked of him on Ossus, and the way Rionnic hesitated each time he was asked about Jaesa. His parents however, were unnerved but quickly put the pieces together. They both admonished themselves, searching for ways to undo the damage.

“We’re almost there! Alright, Rian, there’s something that I need to emphasize here,” said Jaesa with a faux upbeat tone, grasping her son’s shoulders. “You’ve read about the Killiks, yes? If you’ve seen or stumbled upon one, do not engage them. Run to us. Inform us. Okay?”

“Y-yes, mother.”

“We’ll have to stay close to each other. Don’t worry, I picked the safest one, it should be clear enough.” Rionnic chimed in.

And thus the little family entered a cave in the Glarus region. It was damp and colder than the wintery landscape outside, and as they went further inside, traces of Killik hive mounds could be seen along the walls. Rian grimaced at the gooey texture, almost retching at the sight of carcasses trapped inside the structures. Jaesa tried her best to comfort him.

“Do you want to turn around? It seems like-”

“No, no. I’ve, uh, seen creatures in caves before! It’s just…” as the boy rubbed his face to try refreshing his thoughts. “You said you grew up here, mother?”

The former handmaiden chuckled quietly. “Yes, but not in the caves, of course. Are you sure you’re alright?”

Rionnic was strangely silent. His sight was focused on a crevice, sensing movement from the other side of the cave. But he had been told that this cave was already cleared of Killiks, as he grumbled inside. The Killiks were mostly driven back to the caves and out of the surface from the combined efforts of the Noble Houses and Galactic Solution Industries. Though, a small part of Alderaanians–particularly the scientists and historians, weren’t keen on the Order of Extermination. Not wanting to alarm his wife and child, he gently suggested that they either change course or find another cave. Rian chose the former.

“What’s wrong, father?”

Smiling, the father responded in a hushed tone. “They’re home. We might be intruding if we proceeded with that route-” 

But not a second later, two Killiks burst out from a hive mound, swinging their staffs towards the family. The father’s lightning reflexes had him flying to body-slam one while grabbing the other then throwing the Killik away. He confiscated the staff of the Killik he was pinning, bashing its head to unconsciousness. 

“Run out!” he exclaimed to his loved ones, while more Killiks appeared from a distance, disrupted by the noise.

Rian hesitated, but his mother dragged him away with her lightsaber in hand. He wanted to help, to finally fight alongside his father and put the sparring lessons to use. Rionnic’s lightsaber deflected the flurry of blaster bolts from the flanking Killiks, doing his best to avoid casualties, while fighting off the melee ones with the staff. When he felt that his family was far enough, he resorted to one of his more powerful but rarely utilized Force power.

Simultaneously, all of the Killiks began levitating off the ground, by their necks. 

The next Force power he used was to speed away, with the plan to release the Killiks once he was out of the cave. He didn’t have time to catch his breath upon seeing Rian sobbing in Jaesa’s cradle. “Rian?”

“Father!” As the boy jumped to his arms. “Did we… did we intrude? Was that wrong of us?”

The devoted father lifted him up in his embrace, stroking and soothing while walking away from the vicinity of the cave. “I have to be honest with you, I thought the cave was uninhabited. I’m so sorry. But I can assure you that everyone in the cave escaped with their lives.”

Rian’s response was to tighten his grasp, and his guilty sobs dried after hearing Rionnic’s suggestion. “How about we go to the Elysium now? The air is amazing there. We can go thranta riding too!”

Jaesa became the third wheel once again, a position that she wouldn’t protest. Hearing Rionnic’s tone and the way he embraced fatherhood made her fall even deeper. A private banter with Vette via holocom yesterday had her state her hopes of winning his heart back, something her twi’lek friend was fully on board with. This time, there would be no changing her mind anymore. 

She silently handed him a tumbler, which he took to replenish his mouth. The shuttle arrived at the Elysium, making Rian momentarily forget about his parent’s indifference towards each other earlier. Stepping out to the cool breeze and then seeing the ground below both excited and intimidated the young padawan, ready for a new experience. An unexpected sight was the group of Jedi in a tent, doing research on the ancient artifacts. Both mother and son introduced themselves while the father kept his distance. 

The sight of the Jedi being wise and knowledgeable, with some even sharing their research with him, inspired Rian.

Rionnic approached them, stating that a thranta was ready for a trip. Rian exclaimed his joy, skittering towards his father. However, the thranta can only fit two people at once, lest the third might lose balance due to the lack of space. Jaesa chose to stay behind with the Jedi, reminding her son to be careful and situationally aware.

“Wow! We’re flying! I mean–it’s different from riding a shuttle but–wow! Hahaha!”

Rian spread his arms out, mimicking the thranta’s wings. His father was glad–yet another one of his distraction tactics worked, but he wondered how much of it he had left and how often was it necessary. He knew that he was also hurting Rian by hurting his mother. Was he prepared to bare his heart again to her? What’s the importance of his wounded heart compared to his son’s?

The first thing he needed to do was to stop the disdain he felt whenever she was near. It was disrespectful, and even if she were to break his heart a thousand times more, he should at least remain dignified and composed for his son.

As soon as the thranta finished its lap, Rian immediately wanted to ride it again. Rionnic appealed to him; “The thranta needed rest and food, just like we do. We should do that too while we wait.”

“Okay… I’m kinda thirsty actually.”

Little did the former Wrath knew that he’d be eating lunch with the Jedi. He stood there like a frozen twig in winter, the thoughts in his mind crashing into each other like a trainwreck. Had he been a droid, he would have repeatedly uttered an error in the protocols. The only solace he took was how not one of them mentioned who he was. Yet. “Father? What are you doing? Come sit here.”

Rionnic’s awkwardness was almost comical to Jaesa. He couldn’t eat much–apparently listening to his son ramble on about archeology was fulfilling enough for him. The rest of the Jedi there didn’t talk much to him except for one. Kie’nir’tivvi, a Chiss Jedi made quite the change of atmosphere when she acknowledged Rionnic by “Lord Wrath”. She went even further by asking him if he would be interested in becoming a Jedi. 

“I’d love to see that!” Rian snickered.

A little jealousy in Jaesa thought that her colleague was making a move on her husband, while the husband was embarrassed, more than anything. Taking a short and sharp inhale, Rionnic wrestled the stoicism back to him, calmly replying; “Seems like a long shot.”

Kirvi chuckled. “I can give pointers. First hand experience here.”

The revelation was quite a shock to the couple. Rionnic declined to comment further, while Jaesa’s face slowly morphed into that of contempt. She knew of Rionnic’s character, making it not hurt as much, but she disliked the way other women were so easily cordial towards him. Rian noticed the tension, thus being reminded of the situation earlier that day. 

Children his age began to blossom in creativity and devious ideas. Once the meal was done, he was so insistent on riding the thranta again, to which Jaesa appealed for him to let the food digest to avoid air sickness. Just as they were about to board the thranta, he made a last minute change of mind by pretending to have a stomach ache. 

“It’s fine, it’s fiiiineeee, please go on ahead without me! I just need to go to the uh… refreshers!”

As if there were any of it on top of the Elysium. He made a show of running away, leaving the parents stunned. But not far from there, he turned around while comically pouting and placing his hands on his hips–metaphorically ushering his parents. If it were a children’s show, the parents would have been shown with visible sweating water drops, confused with Rian’s shenanigans. They had no choice but to get on the ride, awkwardly shuffling then colliding, adding to Rian’s amusement. 

“Wh-where are you taking seat-”

“The back–uh, backseat. Can’t have you hugging me from behind all the time, now, can’t we?” Jaesa teased, making Rionnic frown and sulkily hopped on the saddle. 

She fastened her arms around his abdomen, causing him to freeze for a second. It was the happiest Jaesa had been the entire day. As they began flying, she laid her head on his back, inhaling his scent, feeling safe and fluttery. He was trying his hardest to calm his heartbeat, not wanting to be flustered by the physical intimacy. The way her hands slithered around his body made the temperature rise, irregardless of how breezy flying with the thranta was. 

But he must make good of the promise he just made to himself. No more resentment, even in the absence of Rian.  

“Red…”

How badly he wanted to land quickly, but the thranta was just following the usual route it was trained for. 

“I understand your pain. I’ll always be here as your friend if you need me. I cannot help how I feel about you, though. If you’re not comfortable with that, I’ll try… try to…” Jaesa paused, unsure on how to continue. She tightened her embrace instead. “You deserve so much better. I won’t hold anything against you. But I want to help. Whatever you wish of me…”

Somehow, her words gave him comfort. She received no reply, but having him hear what she had to say was enough. They were silent for the rest of the ride. Once they safely disembarked, Rian was still with the Jedi group, having so much fun learning about archeology. He greeted his parents earnestly, immediately babbling about the new knowledge. 

“Soooo… what about your tummy? All good now?” asked Jaesa teasingly. “Hehe…. Yeah! Haha…” Rian swiftly realized that his parents were onto him. He lowered his gaze, watching his right feet sweep around the floor all guilty. Rionnic smirked and ruffled his son’s hair.

“Clever little boy, aren’t you? But don’t do it too often, lying can get you in trouble!”

“Yes, father…”

After Rian’s last thranta ride with Jaesa, the little family returned to their manor in a better mood than before, hopeful that the rest of the week would improve. But one question would change the atmosphere once again.

“Father, why did Master Kirvi call you Lord Wrath? What’s that?”