#void droid

[nofatclips]

Super Ego Villain by Void Droid from the album Bipolar

[midnightpulses]

"Our gods are dead and will be", thus spoke Zarathustra

"Won't hear the bay, as the rays are falling down"

You should try and fill the abyss there, Zarathustra

And build it with rocks of fire, your own empire.

[goldenlikedayl1ght]

if i wrote din djarin fanfiction again would anyone read it or is this fandom dead

[voidendron]

i'm nearly at the point that i've given up on art but i'm. trying.

i'm struggling to even remotely like anything i work on anymore, and i've come to realize i'm unlikely to ever get a career related to it which. hurts. it's made it hard to create since that's been my dream since i was little. so it's like. what's the point anymore, yknow..?

depressing shit aside, i've had some new ideas for var that i wanted to get down on canvas...

the haysh twins are being turned into a sephi/human hybrids instead of just humans, so they're getting big pointy ears that can move a bit.

i also got an idea for a prosthetic that i thought could be fun to play with. that idea involved using the force to control it instead of it being a proper cybernetic. unfortunately for var, it's my only character with technopathy, soooo....sorry bud. wouldn't have worked well for anyone else. he ends up building the robotic limb himself

also the long hair, but it's gradually been getting longer every time i've drawn him so i don't think that's surprising,

[atinydroid]

love that if my writing via computer all starts to look bad and I hate it I can always count on analog writing to catch me 🙏

I somehow always write better by hand then with a keyboard. typing skills too fast for words to flow through my brain naturally. also it's very satisfying seeing the parts I crossed out to pick a better word or way to say something. I feel way more confident in my writing when I can see the different options I tried before which is something typing doesn't give you.

also idk if this is me specifically but analog writing feels way less offcial then typing on a computer. I feel like I can make mistakes with far less fear of it not being perfect immediately. plus you get a built-in editing round when you type it up.

sure sometimes I can't read my scribbled handwriting but then I get to play context clues and guess what I could've possibly put there and if I abbreviated it for no reason and that's why it's too short for the word I think it is or if I just didn't know how to spell it at the time so I guessed and now it's impossible to tell what it was.

[dracraz]

We celebrate love and friendship. Happy Valentine's Day everyone!! My fav ship PapyTon and my Hollow, Mtt inspired Ocs: Mtt Droid-Ex and Void Vessel. I'm happy for the friends I made this last months/years and so happy for the friends I have.

[justlikeazzy]

Yo I did one of dem art summary thingys! And I’m proud of the progress I’ve made this year! I’ve done a lot of cool pieces.

Haha, I think it’s funny how the year started with Luminary and ended with Luminary (I did not do that on purpose—)

[thedestinysunknown]

Crash Bandicoot: The Wrath of Cortex - Droid Void:

"This is such a bittersweet level. It has some decent moments but it also has some of the more annoying sections in the game, specially with the "Aliens" suit...definitely one of the worst platforming levels."

PS: the gameplay used for this gifset is not mine. The original video belongs to the user: JokerAlex21, on Youtube.

[cranberrytart451]

My brain hurts. Be prepared for star wars clone art.

[bumblebeebat22]

i feel like being able to scream like r2d2 would solve a lot of my problems

[kindlythevoid]

[nofatclips]

Puer Blue by Void Droid from the compilation album Unity vol 1 - In Solidarity With The Refugees of Moria Camp

[glass-noodle]

[tw: blood]

lab merman au part 17

kiss of life

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Kofi <3 | Commissions <3

Taglist under the cut!

I apologize, I’d been meaning to finish this in time for mermay, but alas.

I've been waiting to get to this update for so long - it was probably the first scene I conceptualized (or, more accurately, woke up with the image still burned into my brain). As you've probably noticed, I've been heavily inspired by movies such as The Shape of Water and The Little Mermaid. This comic is a love letter to these movies and to the art and fics that have inspired me.

happy (belated) mermay!!!

Also, I can finally answer this ask 😂 Merpeople do indeed have regenerative properties, and mixing mer and human blood in live subjects is one thing Kamski has never had the opportunity to try. That and the power of love, of course.

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Taglist (sorry it's so horribly long; apparently I have to split it up like this in order for people to be tagged because tumblr is a Functional Website):

@dokidokisadness @extraordinaryandroid @dirty-droid @bluewolven @maddsmallow

@aesthetichoney2111 @marilady @iwonderwh0 @rurousha @thatsgoodweather

@clocks-declaring @shaed @binxwells @nothinggathers @treeffles

@akakonight @djeris @timebird84 @averyshittyseal @jayfirebird

@username-is-required @go-flow-bro @leelany-world @cosmogyral-cat @a-space-in-the-void

@flitewulf @canofworms95 @fandomhell97 @scurvioli @reality-was-stolen

@kibikikou @celinamcm @zenithier @kibze @neverlet

@idlebirdsparagon @nekojetto @unstablerk800 @fearlessjones @basenikon

@jei-rifni @isu0 @nota-deviant @leon-lemon0 @tartrazeen

@ranunculus-bloom @katlakitty @temporary-enthusiasm @blue-lothus @paopuofhearts

If you are interested in being added, the taglist is here! Feel free to dm me if you'd like to be removed from the list.

[voidendron]

currently jumping between working on this and a commission, so he's another wip

decided to completely redo all the lines so i could use my new style for them instead and this looks Much better so far 💞 wanted some more practice with using them so they look nice when i start them on the comm

so. var building himself a new arm while zinny tries to get in the way and koboh monitors var from a distance

[var and zinny use he/it, koboh is she/it]

[atinydroid]

did the Tumblr communities just pop up out of nowhere for anyone else?? they were just suddenly on my dash with 100s of people in them. maybe I just haven't been paying attention

[frostbitebakery]

If I may request for gooey wan:

After reading the snippet about Rex' reaction, I'm just curious how different groups of people react to the craziness of Obi-Wan's powers and how unfazed the 212th is.

How does his powers act when they're on shore leave and he and Cody go to Dex's for lunch.

Anyway keep up the amazing writing, can't wait for the next part of the loud!au it's so good ❤️

“Come out, come out, wherever you are,” a child-like voice sings and Fives tries to become one with the wall immediately.

“You cannot run! You cannot hide!” The following giggling turns up the goosebumps on his arms to the max, and he indulges in a shiver.

“I hate horror holos,” he whispers to himself before switching on internal comms. “Weren’t we supposed to be inconspicuous about this?”

“Change of plans,” Rex tells him from somewhere on the northern side of the command center. “He’s stopping them from calling reinforcements.”

The child-voice suddenly shrieks in glee and Fives’ goosebumps reach new heights. “Found you!”

“Squad Esk, change position to point 5-7-Krenth,” Commander Cody orders over comms, and, naturally, they haul ass.

Squatting down on the gangway opens up quite the view in the bubble of disturbing silence that apparently surrounds General Kenobi when he does his thing.

It’s a void of nothingness. Not actually harmful to living beings, though the sparking droids let Fives theorize that some electronics don’t have much to buffer against whatever the General… exudes. Pardon his Coruscanti.

The enemy commander scrambles against the wall, trying to get away from Kenobi who’s standing still in front of them. The black smoke is thick, covering the entire floor and crawling up the corners nearby.

The enemy is caught up in the General’s look, the Galaxy black holes that are rumored to hide behind the pleasant smile.

Fives clicks his knee guard against the gangway just to break the suffocating silence but no sound rises up.

The enemy collapses to their knees and Kenobi steps back. Not physically but his sheer presence seems to decrease in intensity. Fives clicks his kneeguard again and this time, the sound is allowed to reach his ears.

“Cody,” Kenobi says quietly, “the hostages are about to be transported off planet. I don’t know from which port.”

“On it,” Commander Cody answers and immediately barks orders over comms to shut down all spaceports.

“Do you surrender,” Kenobi asks, still quiet. Tired.

Fives feels his brow furrow involuntarily.

“Yes,” the enemy replies, pale and shaking under the General’s gaze. “Please…”

And that’s how Fives’ first joint mission ends. Not with a bang but goosebumps that fail to disappear for a few good hours afterwards.

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“It’s been rough for him,” Cody admits, absently swirling the straw through the milkshake Dex put in front of him the moment he fell into a seat at the counter like all his strings had been cut. “He’s overcompensating for the time he hid from me— us who he is.”

Dex mulls over that for a moment. Long enough the Commander glances up at him. “He’s a dumbass,” he settles on, the diplomatic route. “Always has been.”

Cody snorts, takes a sip. “I talked to him, of course,” he says, flaps his hand before scratching at the prominent scar on his forehead. “He competently ignored me to the point I benched him.” Cody shakes his head, wide eyes on the milkshake. “That was incredibly stressful.”

The diner is empty at this time of night. Quiet and reserved for all types of encounters; from distressed clone commanders to their smokey nightmare Jedi.

Dex studies Cody for a moment, weighing the possibilities what a man like that could need the most at the moment. “Grab the mop. We’re cleaning the kitchen.”

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“—and then he looks at you with those big eyes and you’re supposed to say no? How?” Cody hauls the bucket out of the sink, black sleeves rolled up to his elbows. “While he tells you once again about boundaries and all the important aspects of choice, and due diligence of command.”

“That sounds like a you problem,” Dex says drily, scrubbing at a medium stubborn stain on the durasteel work counter.

“I am aware, thanks,” Cody sneers and Dex hides his laugh in the spritz of grease remover. “I want to be unaware of that but that stage has passed right to anger.” He wrings out the mop with what Dex would describe as thirst for vengeance. “Maybe I can un-love him,” he murmurs to himself like on the verge of epiphany. “What stage is that?”

“Bargaining,” Dex replies, crosses two of his arms while another still scrubs at the stain. “Those are the five stages of grief by the way. You’re falling in love.”

“Isn’t that the same in the end?” Cody mutters which is certainly food for thought.

“The first time I met Obi-Wan,” Dex starts and the Commander’s incredible attention is focused on him like a laser. It’s intimidating even for someone like Dex. “He got stuck in the darkness in the back alley.”

“Sounds just like him.”

It had been right out of a horror holo.

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The alley behind the diner had always been a quiet place on Coruscant.

Dex let the trash bag fall into the dumpster but no sound came forward.

It had never been this quiet and dark.

He tapped on the ground with a foot. Nothing. Flicked his fingers against a drainpipe.

Nothing.

“I’m sorry,” a young voice said from the dark, right behind his shoulder, and Dex jumped. “I don’t know how to stop it.”

He spun around, squinted into the unnatural dark.

A soft sniffle from above and he looked up and into blue glowing eyes. “I’m sorry.”

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Smoke rushed past him, howling and shrieking in the distance. Two of his hands were clamped around a small waist while the child and he tried their best to separate smoke from the darkness.

“I really am trying to corporeal my sense of self,” the child defended himself and Dex could only imagine the kinds of accusations thrown his way.

“Don’t worry about.” They’d been trying to untangle the child from the side of the building for close to twenty minutes with no progress at all. “You’re like a sticky womp rat,” he muttered.

“Excuse me?”

The offense taken was a bit too hilarious. Dex grinned up at the kid. “You don’t know what a sticky womp rat is? The slime toy? You throw it to the ceiling and it sticks.”

“A slime—!”

And just like that they both fell to the ground. Dex’s back would never forgive him.

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“I trapped someone in their nightmares,” the young Jedi confessed, shoulders hunched up.

“Did you do it on purpose?” Dex asked, whisking hot milk into the custard.

“At first,” was the murmured reply, and Dex was surprised. The child didn’t seem the type. “I was so angry with Bruck.”

“You let them go?”

“As soon as I could.”

Dex turned around, watched Obi-Wan wipe at his eyes with the smoky sleeves. “Which wasn’t fast enough, I’m guessing,” he said, placed with custard bowl in front of the child.

“There’s no one like me at the Order,” Obi-Wan whispered. “I want to help, not be the cause for pain.”

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“He took it to the extreme,” Dex says, remembers the instances too close in time where Obi-Wan visited him, looking more and more human and less and less like himself. “He put his nature into a box and forgot about it.”

“His compartmentalization is top tier,” Cody murmurs, close to awe.

Dex facepalms. “Not the point.”

Cody takes another dozen plates to the designated cupboard. “After the incident,” and Dex can hear the suppressed capitalization of the word, “he was like a newborn. Stumbling and helpless.”

“Must’ve been a nightmare.” He remembers the chill, the feeling of being hunted.

“No one slept a wink the first week,” Cody laughs, sobers. “It was like the ship was haunted by ourselves. He apologized so much. Wasn’t easy.”

Dex can only imagine.

Cody looks up, makes sure of the eye contact, and Dex doesn’t do him the disservice of looking away. “He had helped us so much. So we stepped up and helped him.”

Obi-Wan is one unlucky son of a blaster but he earns the loyalty given to him.

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“Thank you, Dex,” Obi-Wan said, eyes glowing blue. Small claws clinked against the empty bowl.

Dex nodded, ruffled ginger hair. “Anytime, young Jedi. Your ride is here.”

I know, was whispered into his ear and he shivered.

Obi-Wan blushed. “Sorry.” Hopped down from the seat and into the care of the Jedi, visibly sagging with relief, coming through the diner door.

There was a small black blob on the floor. Dex wiped it away without second thought.

Cold, cold, alone. Strangling suffocating he knows—

“I know what you did and your victims will be more forgiving that I am.”

Cold. He runs. Runs runs runs—

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“You two should come in together next time,” Dex suggests, shakes off the memory.

Cody smiles at him.

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“I am the hungry.” Obi-Wan’s eyes rush into black. He takes a step forward, flickers. “I am the anyone. I am the everywhere.” The void spreads, consumes. “I hunt your nightmares until I become them.”

“See,” a voice whispers into Cody’s head, “deep down, deep down, they’re all like that.”

Cody nods, stands up straight. “Blast him.”

The 212th turns as one, fires. Fires and fires until the smoke screams.

“Good soldier,” the voice says.

Cody wakes.

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The next day ARC trooper Fives is declared a traitor.