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obi wan: i’m general kenobi and i apologize for my friend, anakin, he has no sense of professionalism literally anyone: he hasn’t done anything wrong though? obi wan: he will

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Skyguy joins the Hades AU to Din's great distress

"How's Snips? And my Captain? I bet they've missed me all this time." "I don't know who you or those other people are, but you are scaring my kid."

They definitely missed him, but Rex sure as hell failed to mention his old General by name or description, so Din can be excused for a bit of rudeness just this once. He's looking for a Jedi to teach his kid, and since meeting Ahsoka he at least now knows that a lightsaber does not a Jedi make, please tone down the menacing looming, Anakin, and just help him, he's got a trinket from Rex in his pocket, he's cool. (Depending on the keepsake he runs with, Anakin is more or less likely to turn up as Vader instead to grant a boon only to make Din's life all the more difficult. So he is part Chaos, part just Disaster Lineage.)

As promised: the 501st command is all here for this project by now, all done in the span of a few months, so they even look like they match :)

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Everyone in the Galaxy: that guy Savage is a wild wreckless animal! 😨

Savage: *is actively Maul's Voice of Reason and impulse control making this face -> 🤦‍♀️ the whole time*

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Anakin: You're the biggest red flag I've ever seen Cody: Listen I may be a red flag but anyone who likes me is also a red flag. There is definitely something wrong with them if they like me Anakin: Anakin, turning and yelling: I TOLD YOU THAT I WASN'T THE ONLY ONE WHO NEEDED THERAPY Obi-Wan, from a distance: WE'RE NOT TALKING ABOUT THIS AGAIN-

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andor and mando s1 are different beasts in many ways, i dont compare them often, but they do/did both have one key asset star wars should never have abandoned: a regular working class guy everyone wants to fuck real bad

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some highlights of that one time Skeevy Sheevy's space twitter got hacked

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Hello there

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pre-reveal shenanigans my beloved

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This time last year I was watching rebels for the first time, and the episode that got me hooked was Gathering Forces, Season 1, Episode 9.

My very first drawing of Ezra was from the scene at the end where he taps into darkness for the first time. I was talking with a friend recently, and they pointed out how Ezra and the wolves are sort of parallels to this moment in season one, and it made me very proud of how far he’s come. Anyway, happy Rebels anniversary to me :]

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MING-NA WEN as FENNEC SHAND The Mandalorian Season Two

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a love so fierce it echoes (CWFKB25)

Force Ghost! Obi-Wan and Padawan General! Obi-Wan; same au as this. Blowing a kiss. Canon Divergence. @codywanfirstkissbingo

Obi-Wan’s eyes gleam in the humming lights of the foredeck, a distinctly misty sheen overtaking them. A sweet sentiment blunted by the sheer repetition of it, Obi-Wan’s hands press against Cody’s cheeks and Cody draws another notch against the curve of his wrist, digs his thumb in the space where his cuff sits high so it’ll bruise. 

Tastes like a spent blaster pack, a jolt of electricity flashing through dead space between his thoughts, but Cody doesn’t move, breathes through the uptick in his heartbeat like he’s sewing up a wound. One, two, three, and—

“You look as beautiful as I remember,” Obi-Wan murmurs, his thumbs smoothing over the planes of Cody’s blank expression, then slightly too far, skimming along the line of his gums, his teeth. 

Cody considers biting him. Just a consideration, barely weighted for one choice over the other, but it would be satisfying if it worked, a rip in the fabric of the universe and the heft between his teeth that would bleed moonlight over his chin. Something about it shows in the flat shade of his expression, the factory default that the Kamino’s hadn’t bothered to alter with all their tweaks and trims, because Obi-Wan laughs, leaning closer to press his forehead to the hollow of Cody’s throat. The wall opposite isn’t meant to be reflective, functional to the core and slightly curved to better burrow through the husk of the ship, but the brush of shoulders against it had done enough that Cody could see the shape of his reflection; the angle of his shoulders, the line of his stance, all outlined in a faint blue haze.

Kenobi shifts and Cody’s gaze snaps to him.

The General, their General, isn’t much older than the Alpha-batch if Cody had to try and fit a designation around him, the mould slipping and warping the more he considers it. The amount of useful information on the holonet could fill a ration packet and Cody picked through the decaying carcass to match the man that he knows to the name stamped onto his paperwork, cut his teeth on endless arguments and emerged bloody and victorious with a single image clutched to his chest. It’s grainy, the angle better suited for a blaster bolt between the dark eyes that lock onto the politician at the head of the welcoming committee as if High General Jin is sizing up the exact heft of his liver, the char marks over his lungs, but he is unimportant, dismissed as easily as a warning on a simulation. Cody’s attention is consumed, wildfire burning bright and starving, by the slight figure barely visible beneath the fall of Jin’s sleeve. Kenobi is scrubbed clean, shiny bright, his hair ruffled by the recent fuss of a hand through it, and his face is blank as a helmet. 

Easy enough to read for a trooper. 

“I hated that planet,” Obi-Wan murmurs into Cody’s ear, plucking the thought from his mind and biting into the flesh of it. He steps through Cody, a sticky slide across Cody’s lungs, the tight curve of his belly, the old break in his hip that still aches when it rains on Kamino, and curls around Cody’s back to prop his chin onto his shoulder. Obi-Wan’s arms wrap around Cody’s shoulders, his hands clasped together in front of Cody’s chest. 

Behind his back, Cody folds his fingers into a battlesign, reforged into something it had never intended to be. ‘Already confirmed.’

“Oh?” Obi-Wan leans closer, static brewing behind Cody’s eyes, pressure growing with every blink. Metal groans in the cavity of Cody’s thoughts, bent to the point of breaking, and one day it would and Cody would learn if it is functional or decorative. They both watch Kenobi standing across from them, golden as a sunset, his lower lip cracked open and bleeding beneath his smile. “How would you know that, my Commander?”

“I know you,” Cody breathes, his mouth barely moving beyond the snarled neutrality plastered over his bones. Obi-Wan laughs, a splinter of the universe’s attention burrowing beneath the sound, and he blows a kiss to their intertwined reflection behind Kenobi.

Cody watches its impact, the sudden absence ringing in his ears. 

Kenobi flinches. 

Cody’s attention had never fully wavered from him; it’s a poor hunting dog that looks away from its handler, a worse soldier who turns away from his General, and he keeps his gaze levelled at Kenobi. The man still looks like that same grainy image, still porcelain perfect with deep stains of exhaustion beneath his eyes, the coarse pallor of war drawn over his features like water damage, spreading further and further until it sinks down to rot his bones. 

High General Jin calls from further down the corridor and Kenobi doesn’t turn to him, not straight away. They’re alone, Cody, Obi-Wan, and Kenobi. A clone, a ghost, and a jedi. It’s the start of a bad joke. 

“Thank you,” Kenobi says, his smile sweet, achingly familiar. “I appreciated the company.”

“Of course, sir.”

Kenobi turns to leave, one step, then another, before he stops. His teeth dig into his lower lip, copper staining the ends of them. “I’m glad that you’re my Commander, Cody.”

“I am too. You’re a good man, Obi-Wan.”

Kenobi laughs, the sound so close to Obi-Wan’s that something sharp twists inside Cody’s chest, rattling against his ribs. “I try to be.” He presses his fingers to his lips and extends them before he steps away, his cheeks flushed but his shoulders steady. 

Cody watches him leave, his universe realigned along this fresh axis.

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jedi and nightsister

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Fan-artober day 6- Anakin Skywalker! (I’ve never drawn anything Star Wars before lmao)

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