#the droid he made

[sesamenom-misc]

don't forget Anakin training Saw Gerrera, rebel leader famous for blowing up Imperial property, how to throw a grenade in order to best blow up Separatist property

[ratbaby15]

I just love it when star wars suddenly goes from space opera to old western in the span of like 2 seconds whenever cad bane shows up.

Watching the bad batch right now and we did a full fucking genre switch just so this random (random to hunter, he has no fucking idea who cad bane is) chaps wearing blue motherfucker could have a cowboy standoff with hunter who simply wasn't ready for the drama that is cad bane.

Going from the orchestra music that is such a staple of star wars to acoustic guitar and rattle snake sounds is actually so amazing and funny, god I love star wars so much.

[rooksunday]

hi okay so we’re onboard with fox and his droid buddy and all i’m saying is

there’s a universe where the kaminoans weren’t quite as confident in their product and they slid one perfect android into each dispatched division, to report back on defects in the clones in the field. to protect the IP, and all that.

the AD units don’t know what they are. why would they need to know that someone else sees through their eyes? besides, all vode know they are observed from the moment they’re decanted until the moment they die. what would one more set of eyes be, after all that?

anyway what i’m saying is that, in the coruscant guard, those eyes are thorn’s.

but the force is dark on coruscant and it does strange things to thorn’s circuitry. he gets blackouts—but many in the guard experience blackouts. he should report them—he feels strongly that he’s supposed to report them and yet—but it’s probably just the weather. the job. not getting enough fresh air or laps. that’s probably it.

then thorn is lost on scipio, and all his data is lost with him.

(by that point the kaminoans don’t bother issuing new AD units. the war has firmly cemented their galactic reputation.)

time passes. then, one day that resembles every other murky day, a knock comes at fox’s door. it’s honk!, the mouse droid that adopted fox for some absurd reason, and behind him trails—

fox stares. “that’s a b1 in a trench coat.” he jolts to his feet, drawing his blaster in the same motion, and shouts, “that’s a kriffin’ b1 in a karking trench coat! i’m going to hang widget by his toes!”

the clanker dodges the first shot, and the second, and then fox yelps as honk! tases him in the shin and—

“what in haran is going on in here?” stone demands, bullying past the crowd. he stops in the doorway to fox’s office and has to take off his helmet. “i reiterate my question more forcefully.”

fox is hopping, holding onto his shin with one hand, and waving his blaster in the face of a placid b1 droid. a droid wearing a trench coat. a droid with red wings painted on the crest of its chassis.

“honk! is a separatist! arrest these droids!” fox yells. his eyes are wide and his forehead glistens with sweat. he has, stone notes, impeccable balance.

“i’m not a separatist, sir,” the b1 says. “you said they’d never take me, anyway. remember?”

it sounds—

fox’s blaster hand is shaking. “i don’t— i don’t know what you’re— stone! shoot it!”

stone didn’t reach for his blaster. he’d get decommissioned, but he waved off the troopers crowding behind him, and he didn’t reach for his blaster.

at least the clanker would shoot him in the front. stone swallowed.

“sir, i—“

“commander—“ the clanker started.

fox barked a command, underscored with a wave of his blaster. “no!”

a flurry of beeps came from the region of fox’s ankles, loud in the standoff. honk! whirred around fox’s desk and chittered at stone. he glanced at his vambrace, then honk!, then the clank— then the droid. then fox.

fox’s hand was trembling on his blaster. he could’ve shot the droid a dozen times by then but he hadn’t. he didn’t seem able to look away from those red wings for more than seconds at a time.

stone swallowed again.

he’d been wishing for thorn to come back for a long time, and now he finally understood the warning in all those tubie tales. be careful what you wish for didn’t cover even half of it.

[redbean-nom]

din djarin, age 10: clone wars refugee child

boba fett, age 11: in federal prison for destroying an entire venator while trying to kill mace windu

[sibillascribbles08]

"Oh, Cupid, won't you take another shot?"

What OC art from me??? Wild.

Uuuuuuh there's like four layers of metaphors going on here I can explain but...

ID under the cut

[ID: A digital drawing of two characters. One with blue hair and a blue coat is leaning back in the arms of the other who's wearing a leather jacket and accented by reds. The latter character has a gun in his hand, holding it in a position that mimics the drawback of a bow. The barrel of the gun is pointed into the other man's mouth, and he not only has his mouth open but also has his tongue out as he reaches up to hold the weapon as well as if to pull it closer. The one holding the gun looks frightened with a small paper texture tear on his cheek. The background has a paper texture, with the shape of a blood splatter behind the head of the character with blue hair and the shape of small wings behind the one with the leather jacket. There's also a paper heart between them with an arrow going through it, this arrow is pointed at blue hair's forehead.]

[egregiousderp]

Had to stop for a moment at work thanks to the sudden realization that thanks to the Mouse Droid fic, it’s canon that Eli Vanto is exactly Tarkin’s type, and that makes his promotion process So Much Funnier in Thrawn.

[renesassing]

nd-5 being made of tumblr-certified robot husband material is so fucking funny bc like. it's not a new droid. bx-series commando droids have been around for fifteen years. i've been spending my weekends cutting dozens these acrobatic pains in my ass into fourteen different pieces in jedi survivor. they've arguably been cool this whole time, but apparently all that needed to be done is give one a trench coat and a hip sway and everyone loses their shit.

[daftpatience]

I need a really long fix it fic that super in depth covers how the bombing of revachol is prevented and they figure out how to finally slowly reverse the pale's expansion and there is hope for elysium as much of a pipe dream as it all is

like harry is a ttrpg protagonist I think he deserves to have a hand in saving the world adventure zone style

[shield-and-saber]

yeah, so i just finished cataclysm

[hello-there-cyarika]

TBB S3E07 SPOILERS

I just had a quick thought:

You cannot and will not convince me that that shadow trooper telling Crosshair “You had your chance to be one of us. You chose the wrong side.” is not Tech being angry/upset/whatever that Crosshair chose the Empire over the Batch, not that he resisted conditioning to be a shadow trooper.

[i-was-bored-so-this-happened]

I'm sorry, Din "no droids" Djarin left his child with strangers on a planet where he's been hired to take out malfunctioning droids? Imperial droids? And he just? Left Grogu? With random people? Like yeah it's Lizzo and Jack Black I'd trust them but DIN DJARIN???

[spaghetti-spider]

Why can't I just like star wars? Why do fans keep saying I have to hate it? I'm having fun for fucks sake! What's wrong with that!

[pileofsith]

I'm super jealous of that period in time where they used to make figures of the most obscure star wars characters ever!

And now I'm frothing at the mouth, muttering under my breath, gnashing teeth, etc. about how the characters I'd like figures of had actual speaking roles and proper screen time and and and--

[arirter]

I recently bought both a Darth Maul jersey AND bucket hat and obviously I put them on to show my dad bc this is a fashion show household and for one second I swear he saw that I was obsessed and maybe took psychic damage

[eorzeashan]

in addendum every time I brainstorm about eight's scary ass i miss his Nine self even harder. he was so cute dude. an ice prince stereotype who bossed theron around half the time but immediately would plant his face in his chest and demand more affection as soon as no one was looking.

theron himself is a hard nut to crack in his own way, but there's something delightful about having him be with a character who let him come around on his own terms so he could be as doting as he wanted without restraint or fear. it's nice, considering how it gives him more agency over what kind of relationship he wants.

[lokischocolatefountain]

I'm not arguing with a man who's tall and made of metal. Whatever you say, gorgeous.