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a few chibi doodle requests
bring them home to me please
rrrgh hes just so cool man i love embo
It’s Always Sunny on Coruscant: Hound and Grizzer go to a protest!
To be clear, this is a pro-abortion rally. He makes a very compelling argument!
Night Beat would def figure out who the with was
Also Red Alert with the Corries would be such a good team up; you got the paranoid, anxiety ridden trauma of a mech with a whole bunch of traumatized, overworked, discredited clones. Imagine the stuff him and Fox could do
do you have any more thoughts on the Star Wars and MTMTE crossover?
Due to the fact that these are both my largest hyperfixations, ofc!
I feel like Tag and Bink with Swerve would get along like a house on fire, history would be forever changed the moments the trio began to interact. Rewind has quickly found a home in the temple archives, hanging out and trading data with Jocasta Nu, Riptide hanging out with Kit Fisto and the both of them having swimming competitions.
With the power of both Drift and Cyclonus the padawans lightsaber techniques have never been better, with Fortress Maximus watching over the creche the children have also never been safer!
Ratchet has planted himself in the halls of healing and is not leaving. There is no way these organics are healing people without half of them having no qualifications in the first place! Nightbeat is busy attempting to figure out the true nature of the force, maybe finding out a certain world between worlds?
This is a petition to make Kix have his own show. Each upvote as an agreement with this statement so we can show Dave Filoni that we want a Kix-centric series because everybody loves the prettiest clone in the GAR. We require a series that details Kix’s discovery of the chips, his kidnapping, his experiences as the last vod alive, his time with the Crimson Corsair. WE NEED KIX!!!
It’s Flip!
I can’t draw but I decided to do some doodles of Flip :)
If anyone has any tips on how to draw anatomy please share!
Some Bad Batch things :)
Just some things that I created that matches Flip’s character
I used stock photos and Mematic
Do you think this matches their dynamic?
Don't try and test me.
✨🌙 ART LOG -> @404ama
Lyrics: The girl I used to be – Fishy Bishie
I agree, she does get slept on.
chuchi sketch dump before bed
HOW CAN SHE LOOK THIS CUTE?
chuchi sketch dump before bed
I must say, the title sounds epic.
“What’s your favorite Star Wars movie?”
“The Siege of Mandalore.”
“That’s not a-”
“The Siege of Mandalore.”
Old memories
obiwan, facedown on the ground: cody, you’re the only bitch in this house i ever respected
cody: thank you, sir
obiwan: you should be supreme chancellor
cody: yes i should, sir
anakin: i’ve decided i’m never going to be happy again. all my faith in humanity. gone. i hate it here.
obi-wan: give me a minute.
anakin: wait. wait, obi-wan no–
ahsoka, returning with obi-wan: hi master!
anakin, fighting back a smile: fuck
ooh more prompts! How about speechless for the disaster trio?
yes, haha!!! thanks for the proompt!! // from these prompts
speechless: ahsoka can’t talk because of a sore throat
Anakin knew that Ahsoka was miserable, although he wasn’t sure what she was more miserable about—the fact that she had a sore throat, or the fact that she had a sore throat and was still at this stupid party with kids who were Ahsoka’s age and unable to make any real conversation.
That was harsh, Anakin thought, annoyed. To have them both be here when Ahsoka could hardly say two words together without her face twisting or needing to drink water. And it wasn’t exactly easy for Anakin either—he hated the silence that stretched between them, one that was only punctured by Ahsoka’s occasional cough or a yes/no question.
“You holding up okay?” Anakin asked now.
Ahsoka looked at Anakin, her lips pressed together as though to say, what do you think?
“I don’t think she liked that question,” Obi-Wan said. He had returned with drinks—well, tea. Ahsoka took it with a halfhearted smile.
“I know, I know,” Anakin said. “Figured it was worth a shot.”
“Seems like a terrible shot,” Obi-Wan commented.
Ahsoka nodded.
A few kids passed them, one of them a girl who turned once to Ahsoka. Anakin noted the girl’s shy smile before she joined her friends. When Anakin looked at Ahsoka, she was pointedly staring up at the ceiling. Anakin looked over to Obi-Wan, who he noticed had been watching too. They locked eyes for a moment, and Anakin wondered what Obi-Wan would say—but Obi-Wan just looked at his drink.
“You know,” Anakin said after a few moments, “you don’t really have a lot of opportunities to meet other people your age.”
“I—” Ahsoka started, her voice cracking. She turned away, coughed. She glared at Anakin.
“Anakin,” Obi-Wan said.
“Sorry,” Anakin said, looking between his former master and apprentice. “I didn’t know you’d try to defend yourself.”
When Ahsoka kept glaring, Anakin smiled. “Listen—what I mean is, you don’t have a whole ton of opportunities to meet other people your age and have fun.” He pointed to himself. “Now, me? I’m plenty fun—”
Ahsoka rolled her eyes.
“—but I have a feeling that you might need other friends,” Anakin said.
Ahsoka looked at him. She pressed her lips together again. Then opened her mouth, ready to say something, and then closed her mouth.
She walked away, and Anakin blinked. He turned to Obi-Wan. “Was that offensive?”
“Not particularly, but she might just be trying to avoid conversation,” Obi-Wan said, sipping his drink.
“Very funny.”
But no, Ahsoka was just tapping a waiter’s shoulder. She held her hand out, and after a few gestures, the waiter passed Ahsoka a notepad.
Anakin smiled to himself. Of course she would figure it out.
Ahsoka marched right back, already scribbling something on the notepad. She turned it to Anakin, and in her scrawling handwriting, Anakin read: AND WHAT ABOUT YOU?
“I have friends,” Anakin said easily.
Ahsoka frowned, then scribbled something else on her notebook. She turned it back around to Anakin: OBI-WAN’S OLDER THAN YOU
“Hm,” was Obi-Wan’s only comment.
“Rex and I are around the same age,” Anakin replied.
FAIR, BUT THAT’S ONLY ONE. YOU SAID FRIENDS, PLURAL.
“I thought we were talking about you, not me,” Anakin said. He plucked the notepad out of Ahsoka’s hand, ripped out the first few written pages. He passed it back to Ahsoka. “And anyways, it seems like you’ve figured it out—go…talk to someone. Write to someone.”
Ahsoka blinked. She started to write something down, but Anakin shook his head.
“Go,” he said, shoving Ahsoka lightly. “Pretty sure that girl’s dying for some conversation right now.”
Ahsoka’s cheeks deepened in color. She looked at Anakin, already opening her mouth again, closed it. She looked at Obi-Wan.
“I’m sure she wouldn’t mind,” Obi-Wan said. Anakin looked at him in surprise, but his former master was smiling at Ahsoka. Okay, then.
Anakin cleared his throat, turned back around to Ahsoka.
“That’s an order, Snips,” he said. “Go make friends. I swear I won’t get lonely.”
Ahsoka hesitated. Then, with a small smile, she turned around and walked away.
Anakin smiled a little after her. She’d be better than him with the whole people thing, he knew. As he watched Ahsoka talk—well, write—to the girl (and the girl, to Anakin’s relief, only smiled and spoke back), he figured that would be a good thing.
Ooh, I see fever prompts! Sickfics are my jam because I always think of the times I got sick and I know how it feels to have high fevers (seriously, they suck) and sore throats among other things, so the sympathy runs high, I love seeing the hurt/comfort that can come out of them, and I’m just rambling now!
Prompt: “ let me feel your forehead. ” with, once again, anyone you feel like writing for because I love them all? Thanks in advance! ❤️
of course!! thank you for the prompt!! // from these prompts
Obi-Wan had a feeling something was wrong with Anakin, but it was difficult to actually catch him when he seemed so intent on being anywhere Obi-Wan wasn’t.
But now Obi-Wan heard the clatter of too many things falling, followed by a series of mumbled apologies, and Obi-Wan knew that this was the time to finally corner his former apprentice. Anakin could argue with him later.
Obi-Wan walked forward, finding Anakin clumsily shoving tools back into drawers. They weren’t even going in the right places, and while Obi-Wan knew that Anakin was never one to be completely organized, he knew that Anakin at least attempted to keep at least similar tools in the same place—now, Anakin just dumped everything into a single drawer.
“You’re going to regret that later,” Obi-Wan commented.
Anakin turned around—well, almost turned around. More of the tools went scattering back to the ground.
“Great,” Anakin muttered. He got down on his knees, started picking them off the ground.
Obi-Wan knelt down next to Anakin, ignoring how Anakin scooted backwards.
That didn’t matter too much—Obi-Wan still caught the slight flush in Anakin’s cheeks, the thin sheen of sweat on his face. The slightest tremble in his hands.
Together, they put the tools back in the drawers. When Anakin wasn’t looking, Obi-Wan shifted some of them into places he knew Anakin would have usually put them.
They were almost finished when Anakin suddenly staggered, one hand on top of the drawers to steady himself. He was breathing hard, but when Obi-Wan turned to him, Anakin was already pushing himself away.
“Anakin,” Obi-Wan said quietly. “You should get some rest.”
“I’m fine,” Anakin said. He was already sitting back down by the starfighter. “Don’t you have a meeting to go to?”
“Haven’t you said that before?” Obi-Wan asked. He sat down next to Anakin and gestured. “Let me feel your forehead.”
“I’m not—” Anakin started to squirm away, but Obi-Wan had already pushed his hand up to Anakin’s forehead. As he’d suspected, Anakin’s face was too warm, and even though Obi-Wan knew Anakin hadn’t meant to, his former apprentice still relaxed under the sudden touch.
Obi-Wan smiled briefly. “I thought so.”
“Know-it-all,” Anakin muttered, but he didn’t move away.
“Only when it’s in your best interest,” Obi-Wan replied. He stood up, offering Anakin a hand. “Come now.”
Anakin hesitated.
He took Obi-Wan’s hand, and the two of them walked out of the hanger.
Reblog if you are a fic writer who welcomes moodboards, playlists, remixes, art and any other type of gift based on your stories.
As an artist ( who does collages) this is what I love to do. Would love to do more.
okay, i did it again: find out which extremely soft tcw moment you are
first time drawing clone armour think it went alright
the sillies, your honour?
Sometimes, Fives looks at Tup and can’t help but remember someone else in his place…
*Not Shipart*
Hardcase, looking at a map: It's a barren, featureless wasteland out there, isn't it?
Rex: Other side, Hardcase…
Sketches ✨
Richard Madden and Taron Egerton are cosplaying Anidala and you can’t change my mind 😔🤘🏻
OBITINE ✨
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