#sw // thread

[legobenkenobi]

the fact that Jedi Researchers are canon but like never touched on ever is a crime actually. please give me more Jedi OCs who use their force connection for fighting and being badasses and stuff but also to be a super ultra mega nerd.

[jewishcissiekj]

yeah Clone Wars 2003 is so good you should watch it right now

[dioscouroi]

When the tangled thread that tied them together became visible for them both, each took it differently.

"Oh, it seems we share a thread of fate." Obi-Wan said with wonder in his voice. "How curious that the Force decided to tie you to me in this way."

Anakin had smirked, 'He's mine, mine and only mine!' He screamed within his mind with possessive glee. 'And I will kill anyone who tries to get between the two of us. He's mine!'

[vivaislenska]

WE KNEW IT. WE CAN REST NOW.

(practicing anatomy and eyebrows with this lovely, brave, squeaky, wisecracker)

[troythecatfish]

[chamerionwrites]

Salman Paak is my Glup Shitto of all time. Community organizer type guy with an illegal radio and hinted-at Separatist sympathies? RIP king we hardly knew ye

[crosshairs-dumb-pimp-gf]

I'm swearing you all to secrecy right now.

No one, and I mean NO ONE is to peep a word to the boys that these costumes exist.

Preview of Tahny and the Diamond Dolls One Shot.

Prequel to Disgrace, starting at the beginning of the clone wars. Take a closer look at Coruscant's night life and how it shifts around the concept of clone inclusion. Get a peak at what exactly Tah'nyem does for her father's work. And never ever EVER tell Crosshair this sexy admiral costume exist I swear-

-Fast and Hot on Coruscant -

“Isn't this a little… gouache?” Jar'ath leaned against the boudoir mirror flipping a mock clone helmet in his hands. He was in the way and I swatted his thigh so I could freshen my makeup. The rows of lighting glinted wildly off the shiny white plastiod.  “It might be ‘gouache’ but that government contract is important, The floor downstairs isn't going to pay for itself,” He snorted and handed the helmet back to Kahtzi. She wore the scandalously modified armor well… It would've been a nightmare trying to fit those tits under the breastplate mold we were sent. She turned to me looking puzzled, “Jar'ath kind of has a point, will the soldiers ever even see this little… performance,” I sighed, this didn't matter and we were going to be on soon. Kahtzi better have the dance down.  “We perform like we're supposed too, everyone goes home feeling a little better about the war and the government subsidizes the brothel for the soldiers… that's all we have to worry about,”

I'll release this when I feel like it.

*cough* @feral-ferrule *cough*

Did someone say, "More Jar'ath Saijen?"

[inquisitor-apologist]

Have we, as a fandom, progressed to the point that we can realize that Twilight of the Apprentice, while a good episode, is not a particularly great Rebels episode and is certainly the least functional finale in the entirety of Rebels?

[orderhasfallen]

| open ; ryoo naberrie |

Ryoo walked towards the tomb that held her aunt. It was left untouched by the empire. A safe place in a way. For those who loved the Senator and former Queen, Padmé Amidala. She stopped when she saw someone inside. "Oh, I am sorry." She said before entering the beautiful room. She laid some flowers she'd picked in her Aunt's favorite meadow and laid on on the stone.

"Did you know her?" Ryoo asked. "She was my Aunt. My mother's sister." The girl frowned. "I miss her."

[itseghost]

in an incredible twist of fate it seems the laptop i play games on is KNOWN to have issues with ea games including dragon age 2 specifically. So I Cannot Run It.

[ariadnes-red-thread]

I'm sorry if this is a repeat! It said something went wrong with my ask when I tried to send it!

Congratulations on 150 followers! That is quite a feat to accomplish and deserves celebrating. Have some confetti!

I have a request for Rex. SFW or NSFW is up to your discretion and if you want to ignore altogether, you can. No worries!

How about a fic with an introverted reader who's more reserved with Rex in terms of affections in public, and not only because of GAR regulations? She might snuggle into his side, hold his hand, hug and kiss when no one's looking, but that's it. Maybe she starts feeling a little insecure over how Rex might feel about it (probably because she sees other girls hanging all over his men at 79's/maybe someone tried to flirt with Rex because it's not obvious that they're together) and they have a heart-to-heart.

Like I said, you can ignore this if you want. It's just that I've read quite a few fics with readers who are much more extroverted and forward with Rex in the PDA department. Haven't read many with us more introverted type girls. Just because we're a little stiff in public doesn't mean we don't get wild for our special someone behind closed doors.

Hi Nonnie!! Thank you so much for asking this, and thank you for celebrating with me! Honestly, I loved this ask, and I completely got carried away. I accidentally wrote 1500 words and I probably could have easily written another 1000 more if I had time. I also haven't written for Rex in ages (a crime!), and I missed it! This was very personal, so thank you for trusting me with this request. I hope I did it justice!

Pairing: Rex x F!Reader

Warnings: Feelings of self-doubt and inadequacy, Jealousy, Sexual themes/implied sex

You and Rex have been dating for a few months now, and it’s been - well - a dream. He was everything you had ever hoped for and more in a partner. Rex was kind, he was caring, he was unbelievably handsome, and he was charming in his own sweet and occasionally awkward way. Even with your busy schedules, he always made time for you with date nights out on Coruscant and surprise flowers while he was away. You thought that the GAR would be more concerned about one of their high-ranking clone officers having a relationship with a civilian mechanic, but you quickly learned that there weren’t any rules against it. If anything, Anakin and Ahsoka had been almost helpful - almost. Rex told you later that the Jedi had teased him so badly about his obvious crush that Obi-wan finally begged him to ask you out so it would stop distracting “those two impossible children”.

The only thing that worried you about your relationship had almost nothing to do with Rex. If anything, it was your problem. You were more introverted. You always have been.  You had your close friends and didn’t mind getting to know new people if the situation was right, but you rarely put yourself out there, except for that one time that Fives forced you to do karaoke with him, and you swore that your cheeks burned red with embarrassment for a week. Up until now, you’d never considered it a fault. Being introverted made you careful, thoughtful, and caring, all traits you loved about yourself. And, of course, Rex had never made you feel anything less than special, but you were starting to worry if you made him feel special enough. Your reserved nature meant you had trouble expressing your feelings for him, especially in public. When you were on duty, the two of you hovered near each other but always kept it professional. Even when you were able to relax, like out at 79’s with the other members of the 501st or on brunch dates to Dex’s, you would steal a kiss in a quiet moment, lean against him in the booth, or hold his hand under the table, but that was the extent. Sometimes, you would watch him laughing along with his brothers, whose partners sat on their laps and hung around their necks, and you wondered if it was enough - if you were enough.

Tonight was one of those nights. Despite the loud music of 79’s, Rex’s hand occasionally grazing your knee, and the antics of Torrent Company, you couldn’t shake this feeling of being too shy. And now, as if you weren’t already feeling insecure, you had a front-row seat to the cute waitress flirting with Rex. You couldn’t fault her. How could Rex not catch her eye? With his close-cropped blonde curls, the tight compression shirt that covered his top half, his cool smile, and his kind manners, Rex stood out, even in a bar full of clones. She had spotted him the moment she came to wait on your table. And the beautiful young woman had made her intentions clear, been dropping hints all night about being single while her lingering eye contact progressed to gentle touches of his shoulder. Now your stomach twisted as she ran her hand along his arm, asking if he needed another drink. You wished you were bold enough to kiss him right in front of her, but even as badly as you wanted to, you knew you couldn’t. Instead, you looked away.

“I’m all set.” Rex gave a nod to the beautiful woman before he leaned back away from her. 

Under the table, his hand found yours and gave you a small squeeze. He nodded to Jesse, who quickly jumped in and began chatting with the waitress.

Later that night, you couldn’t shake the image. Even as Rex wrapped himself around you in bed, his breath hot on your neck and his hands on your hips, you couldn’t close your eyes without seeing how her hand grazed him. 

“Rex,” You whispered his name into the darkness.

“Hmm.” The groggy syllable was quickly followed by a kiss to the back of your neck as if he had been drifting and just remembered where he was. 

“Rex, can I ask you a question?”

“Course.” The reply came quickly. Rex was awake now.

“Does it bother you I’m not…I’m not more extroverted?”

The question came out in a tumbling exhale. As you took another breath, you held it and chewed on your lip while you waited for a response. Behind you, the mattress shifted and Rex coughed as he began to stutter.

“I’m… uh… you’re going to have to give me more than that, mesh’la.” 

You could hear him running his hand along the back of his head, and your heart panged at the nervous tic. You loved him, truly and deeply.

“It’s just… that waitress at 79’s was really flirty tonight, and I’m not mad. I don’t blame her. Like, look at you. You deserve to be flirted with and doted on and all that PDA. I wish I could do that, but it’s just not me, and you… you deserve more.” You stumbled over the words. They felt heavy and tilted as you tried to form them, but you knew you had to get them out. Rex deserved more, and he should understand that.

“Is that what you think, mesh’la?” Rex’s arms found you as he sank in close behind you once again, wrapping around your waist and pulling you tight against him. “That you’re not enough for me?”

“You deserve more.” The floodgates were open, and you couldn’t hold back anymore. “You’re incredible, Rex. You deserve someone who shows you in all the ways, someone who’s brave enough for public displays of affection, and that’s not me. I wish I could, but I’m never going to be the girl that’s sitting on your lap at 79’s or making out with you in a dark corner.”

“Thank the Maker.” Rex snorted into your shoulder. “Far too much risk of running into Fives or Jesse there.” 

“I’m serious, Rex.”

“I am too.”

You sighed. He didn’t get it. 

“Hey,” Rex reached and turned on your bedside light. “Look at me, mesh’la.”

You turned to face the man you loved. He laid his arm out so you could tuck your head in his elbow. The dim light caught his deep brown eyes, and the marbled flecks twinkled as Rex stared at you. His look was serious, but a soft smile settled across his face as he studied your features.

“I… I know what I deserve.” Rex chose his words carefully. “And I know what I want. And I’ve never wanted anyone more than I want you. I love our moments. I love that we can check in with each other over a glance and that when you squeeze my hand, you’re saying I love you. I don’t want big displays. I want you. Don’t I deserve what I want?”

“Yes,” You glanced down at the crumpled covers between you. 

It was true. You also loved how your eyes always found his, even in a crowded room. You loved your own special language of unspoken words and connections. The doubt that had gnawed at you from the inside out began to abate. You’d never met anyone more clear-headed than Rex, and no one deserved what they wanted more than Rex. Time and time again, he always made it clear that what he wanted was you.

“Well then,” He placed the knuckle of his index finger under your chin and slowly tilted your head back up towards him. “What’s the problem then?”

“I guess there’s none.” You gently shrugged. 

“That’s what I thought.”

His hand moved from below your chin and unfurled itself as he clasped your cheek. You leaned into his palm, savoring its heat. Gently, he guided your face up to meet his.

Rex’s lips found yours softly at first, meeting your kiss at the same time you were washed over with a grateful feeling for his love. You had found someone who understood you and saw you for all that you were. Someone as incredible as Rex. The kiss deepened as his hands fell to your hips. You met him as that grateful feeling turned into a breathless need.

“You have to know how much I want you.” He rasped as he dug his fingers into your skin.

“I do, Rex.” You pecked his lips one more time before you pulled away. 

With a hand on his shoulder, you gently pushed on Rex’s broad chest until he rolled onto his back. You sat up and swung your leg over to straddle him, grinding against him as you moved. You could feel him start to harden against you. Rex’s eyes flashed as his hands found your hips again, pulling you even tighter as he instinctively searched for friction. You leaned down to whisper in his ear.

“Now, let me show you how much I want you.”

[the-rejected-princess]

STARTER CALL -- -- --

❤️ this post for a starter from Queen Amidalal. { Length will vary }

[deficd]

SPOTIFY WRAPPED, send me a number 1-100 and I’ll write you a starter based on the song. || @gloomfaithed whispered 38 for Feyd! || still accepting. 38: Milk Lizard by The Dillinger Escape Plan

This doesn't have to end in bloodshed, he’s heard before from tongues that wag and knees that bruise, It doesn’t need to end with one of us rendered a blaster-bolt-ridden or saber-slashed pile of sentient meat. But it does have to end.

It

always

does, because Feyd-Rautha doesn't proselytize for cycles, doesn't find holiness in prolonging. Let a weed propagate, and the garden's overrun, a mantle of parasitic roots, thorns with hooks. That's how he manages these places, these errands, no matter the ire that ought to be drawn from Those Above. He'll hear about it later with singing skin or a plasma blade. A collection of scars for his collection of scars.

Tilts his head at Talon, languid as a replete loth-cat, before slowly drawing the metal blade over the weeping man's throat. How archaic, he's been told, durasteel and a sharp edge: isn't is so much sweeter?

Saliva drip-drops from tongue to teeth before he licks his lips, black smile charming as the day he was born, certainly, like tar in a swamp. Maybe she finds he's taking too much time, as more footsteps approach, as more blasters surely cock to the ready.

Well, Missy, it's a lock for load! -- he doesn't say it, not aloud, letting his focus fill into something more, ah, professional. Na-Baron Feyd-Rautha, of House Harkonnen, always so apt to spill blood beyond the wanting earth of his motherworld. No reason to ask if she's ready. He knows she is, this alluring-yet-vicious creature that fights at his side. For it, he offers a wink before lunging at the next wave of attackers, just before he's molted again in that rabid akk-dog, drooling and blood-stupid.

[stillsolo]

ROLEPLAY HISTORY post characters you’d like to roleplay as, have roleplayed as, and might bring back.

CURRENT MUSES

han s. — star wars ( canon/eu )

anakin s. / vader — star wars ( canon/eu )

luke s. — star wars ( canon/eu )

obi-wan k. — star wars ( canon/eu | discord only )

WANT TO WRITE

it takes… a lot for me to pick up a primary muse lol

PAST CANON MUSES ( primary )

john shepard — mass effect ( ot canon )

kaidan alenko — mass effect ( ot canon )

kurosaki ichigo — bleach ( canon )

grimmjow jaegerjaquez — bleach ( canon )

PAST CANON MUSES ( secondary / casual )

dr. henry walton / "indy" — indiana jones ( ot canon )

elka solo — star wars ( fc | canon/eu )

astri solo — star wars ( fc | canon/eu )

chewbacca — star wars ( canon/eu )

leia organa — star wars ( canon/eu )

lando calrissian — star wars ( canon/eu )

padmé amidala — star wars ( canon/eu )

assaj ventress — star wars ( canon/eu )

wedge antilles — star wars ( canon/eu )

biggs darklighter — star wars ( canon/eu )

ARC/CT-8080 / liner — star wars ( oc | canon/eu )

urahara kisuke — bleach ( ss canon )

kuchiki rukia — bleach ( ss canon )

david anderson — mass effect ( ot canon )

WOULD WRITE AGAIN

primary muses never leave me! e.g: han harassing me for like 10 fuckin' yrs

TAGGED BY: @valorums omg thank you for thinking of me!! TAGGING: @techniiciian @sgterso @desiccation @jedibattlemaster @strcngered @fcalty @debelltio @vibraea @red-flight @reawakcn @cnlyluck & anyone else who wants to do this! pls link me if you've already done it 👀

[sailor-moon-moon]

If Cody dies I’m going with him I’m so serious

[troythecatfish]