#wren(5)

[bo-katan]

This is where I'm supposed to be. You're my family. And we should go home.

STAR WARS REBELS APPRECIATION WEEK (DAY 7 - FOUND FAMILY) || @giftober 2024 (DAY 8 - HOME)

[just-ornstein]

✨ Baby Sister 🐦

Sprite art was done by @huecycles !

[aardvaark]

And that actually is one of the bits that we wound up not being able to ever do quite as much as we want - is Parker picks locks like other people knit. And if you watch carefully in the pilot, in the foreground when they’re back in the apartment, she has a giant box of locks she’s picking. That’s just kind of her hobby.

-- John Rogers, episode commentary for The Wedding Job

[abearbutch]

finally remembered to post a lil tattoo update!

[raiiny-bay]

the boys, 80s-ified

[sapphicsparkles]

I gotta say the whole episode part of me was like

and also

[crimescrimson]

Wrench Blechman & Marcus Holloway in the Visual Introduction to Watch_Dogs 2

[inkfissh]

Ending the year off with the gang 💥

drawing of four characters,

On the forefront is Noon, an indigo octoling with a scar on her left eye. She holds a camera out of view, wearing a sleeveless leather jacket, grinning ear to ear.

Next to Noon, is Xerxes, a green inkling, with a gnarly scar to the right of their face, and many scars to their tentacles. they meekly smiles, and posing a peace sign at you. they wear a simply white t-shirt, with three lines to it.

To the top right is Wren, tall, teal inkfish squinting and confuse.

To the top left is Aisling, tall, pinkish cuttlefish with yellow-ish hued hair tips, she sharp scar on the middle of her face, she grins and waves to you.

[timetodiverge]

Sun, Wolf, Wren [Canon-Continuation/Ahsoka x Sabine x Shin Fanfic/E]

Chapter 5: Day Five There are two ways to deal with a frustrated Sabine Wren: with art therapy, and with...*ahem* physical therapy. Ahsoka tries both. (Celebrating the SokaBine part of this polycule)

For @sapphicahsokatanoweek Day 5: “Master” (SokaBine), and also in celebration of @femmefighter's birthday~~

Art by @manofbeskar :D

[seth-shitposts]

just some thoughts.

Kallus keeps every single item he's ever been given.

For the longest time, that had only been the bo-rifle. Which he lost when his cover was blown.

And then there was the meteorite, another item he kept close to his person because of its daily significance to him. Which is also MIA.

At first, no one really noticed.

When he first joined the rebellion, he had nothing. Which wasn't strange. What was strange was that it stayed that way for a long while. A few unsavory rebels poked, prodded, and speculated that it was the Imperial in him. But he always shook their taunts off, having more important things to attend to.

Sabine was the first to give him a gift. She painted his old imperial chest plate and he keeps it as a decorative piece. He had wanted to get rid of the armor initially, but she talked him out of it. Now he knows why and he can't really bring himself to part with it now that the teen has put her own personal touch on to it.

After four months in the rebellion officially, it had been the first and only item to be in his room.

A few weeks later, he wobbles into his room after a long shift and finds a laser-cut stone statue of a loth cat. It's unquestionably an item left by the rebellions own loth cat, Ezra. Kallus smiles to himself and makes it a center piece on his counter.

One morning he had invited Kanan over for caf... well, more so Kanan offered to bring Kallus some of his favourite to brew. Kallus tried to have them meet somewhere in HQ or perhaps in the ghost, or even in one of the rec rooms. Kanan explained that he wanted something where it could be more quiet, as he had something important to speak about with Kallus. Kallus reluctantly agreed and managed to get a hold of a caf brewer. He realized he made a fatal miscalculation when Kanan showed up and Kallus didn't have a single cup. Kanan had just laughed and said that he had a feeling that was the case. Kanan pulled out a few mugs he had taught himself how to make back on Atollon. He gifted them to Kallus, who uses them frequently. (He has acquired quite a collection over time. At one point, everyone who he considers friends has gifted him at least one mug each, he has a collection of 38 mugs.)

There's been a few more times when Kallus has returned to his room to find random items and nick-nacks from Ezra. His current favourite is one of Pryce's stolen helmets that Ezra had Sabine paint.

Kallus is quite fond of weapon that he helped Wolffe and Gregor steal from am imperial auction. It's beyond repair, but it was from the same line of Canon blasters that helped them win many battles back in the clone wars.

One of Kallus’s favourite Hera gifts is the miniature self-piloting ship that circles the ceiling of his room. She had made it in her down time, one day when she had scrap pieces she was fiddling with while he was working. Eventually, the two fell into a pattern of Hera working on some small project while Kallus read a book that Rex or Cassian usually gifted him. She usually also had him tell her whatever the latest interpersonal spectacles were hot in rumors.

Kallus doesn't question the continously growing number of Imperial rank badges that Chopper likes to keep in Kallus's room and have Kallus help him rearrange into a pattern. Chopper is taking after Sabine, in a light. The droid is very particular about how he wants the badges arranged. It's growing into quite an abstract work.

Rex and AP-5 have both given Kallus a dozen plants. Separately. AP-5 enjoys to talk about his interest in plants for hours during his down time. Kallus listens to every speech about the care that goes into them, the importance of their specific roles in the environment that supports them, and their scientific uses. Rex enjoys telling stories of his past related to each plant he brings Kallus. The soldier attaches the memory of old friends to a plant that reminds him of them. And he told Kallus that something about him just reads as plant caretaker. And Kallus still has no reason to doubt a single hunch from Rex because he has yet to let a single plant that either he or AP-5 has ever brought him die. He's managed to not only keep every single plant alive, but also thriving.

Ths growing number of plants pulled a chuckle from Zeb one day, cracking a joke about how he feels like he stepped into a different type of jungle.

The gifts that Zeb have given Kallus are numerous, all seemingly unrelated, yet distinctly Zeb. Furniture he made from wood he found in Yavin's jungle, gems he snagged from imperial black market auctions that he made into a wind chime, minor items that are fascinating to just hold and fidget with, a weighted blanket that Zeb stitched together himself, jewelry that Zeb said reminded him of Kallus. Quite a few of the gifts were made by hand. A number of others had practical uses to them. And some just given because "I looked at it and thought of you". The day that Zeb gave him a Lasana tunic, Kallus was left at a loss for words. The fabric was the most comfortable texture he had ever held, the colors were soft and gentle. Zeb told Kallus he made himself, every stitch, every color had an intent, a meaning behind them. He tried it on for the other and fell in love with how right it felt to wear, how comfortable it was, and most of all for the soft look in Zeb's eyes when he showed him. The top portion was sleeveless and backless, the cloth collar covering most of his neck and layered over his chest. The waist was contrastingly snug and hugged him fittedly. The pants we loose and airy, before the fabric around the ankles clung to his skin once more. The smile never left either of their faces the whole time.

[words-with-wren]

Tonight's BillStillAu snippet that I'm sharing because it made me giggle while I wrote it:

“He’s just so stubborn,” Ford said with a sigh. Fiddleford cackled at that.  “Takes one t’know one, Stanferd,” he barked out. Ford smiled sheepishly.  “I suppose. But this time I’m not the one being an idiot.”  Fiddleford didn’t answer that. He just stared at the camera for an unnervingly long time.

[darth-memes]

HAPPY REBELS REMEMBERED DAY!!!

[lovelylotusf1]

how long til poor osco gets to come.... :/ ur soooo mean for doing him like that lotus...

He knows what he has to do to get to come, it's not my fault that he doesn't want to :(((

Posting the tiniest snippet where Lando realises that shit, his plan to get bitten might have backfired.

Lando cards his hands through Oscar’s hair. Decides to test the waters. “You could bite me right now. Then we both get what we want.”

“I don’t want to.” Oscar's face scrunches up adorably as if it hurts him to admit it.

“Don’t want to bite me?” Lando follows up. Gets a bit braver when Oscar pushes his head against his palm like a needy cat. “Or don’t want to come?”

Oscar stays silent. Oh. Oh.

If that isn’t a thought.

[aardvaark]

it’s not easy posting & reblogging fandom stuff while the americans are asleep, but someone has to do it for the 2 other people who are actually online at this time

[pip-n-chips]

Assorted DoL characters

Part 1

+ cropped/separated versions

[ap-5]