#bobas ocs

[ashclouds366]

you're the only person left, so hold me, don't leave me

[providencediscord]

If a Vode sees you being chased they will immediately drop what their doing and join the hunt change my mind

I saw a post earlier and I can't help but reference it. The Vode have all been trained since decanting to help their brothers and in essence, form one cohesive Pack to get things done quicker. They all know being assigned Politicians Duty is shit, so they both envy and pity the Corruscant Guard.

So imagine if you will. One day when you steal something on an upper level they get a holo pic of your face and you get an Arrest Warrant out out on you. It was all good fun teasing and running from the two Clones in Corrie red and white. It was exhilarating running from the law when it was just two. But then one in cleaner armor tripped and yelped. You were in a street market. There was only two last you looked, now there are three plainclothes clones chasing you as well. Smiling with their Teeth.

They are Howling and karking screaming and What the Kriff?! did that one just jump down from two levels up‽ What the kark-

You, panting, are dogpiled by more than a dozen snarling Vode, and you shit yourself from the adrenaline and fear your heart beating so fast it might explode. They wear four or more different armor colors or only their blacks.

I'm telling you idiots here in the drunk tank now. NEVER let them catch your scent if you are wanted. *Shudders in fear* the clones all Hunt in Packs. Hunting is in their blood.

The video is sent to all GAR comms only an hour after the hunt, and former shiny Hunter has earned his name.

[serpexnessie]

i spilled my boba :(

there was a gash in the side and half of the cup spilled out :(((

[ayyy-pee]

i feel like Satoru is the type to like dogs, but not wanna adopt one. especially a puppy. he doesn't want any more responsibility in his life than he already has. puppies need attention, affection and time that he just can't give to anyone but you these days...

...but he literally can't say no to you so he lets you anyway. and you adopt this cutie pie little puppy with big, round brown eyes that stare up at you and she's just so cute you can't breathe.

you name her boba, and she loves Satoru

and Satoru loves to pretend he couldn't care less about "the dog" as he refers to her. but over time, you start to find little things around the house that say otherwise.

a new toy here and there, squeaking loudly when it's only you and boba home (you find out they were hidden on Satoru's side of your shared closet) you confront Satoru about it and he vehemently denies getting "the dog" anything.

then there's very specific and very expensive treats that show up on the kitchen counter one day. and after having just a taste, boba is hooked and will no longer accept any other treats but those. Satoru shrugs when you ask about it then changes the subject.

there's the lavender colored collar that shows up around boba's neck one morning with a new heart shaped name tag and charm attached that jingles when she trots around the house. and apparently nobody knows where that came from either.

but the cherry on top is the day you come home late from work and find Satoru curled up on the couch, sleeping peacefully with the dog he never wanted snuggled tightly in his arms 💕

[freyana-art]

Kitty enjoying some boba 💜

Comm for brainbow97 of their OC Lexa!

[seikatattoo]

Selfie.

[magickpancakes]

Another boba bud for the collection!! We gots the Matcha Alien Kitty!!!

[popfizzles]

Some concepts for the missing bad-ending sins? I will probably do some tweaks here and there, BUT the ideas are now on paper :) yay!

Some notes under the cut:

Greed and Envy are full time repossession men. Sometimes they do some work here and there around the Casino (like bouncing, or working certain tables), but their main job is to go around and rough up toons whose souls are overdue.

Gluttony probably works with the Tipsy Troop around the kitchen/bar. Gluttony is all about indulgence, and you better believe that the food in Inkwell Hell is going to be SO GOOD.

Sloth sorta just lazes around all over the casino. She looks cute, what more do you want from her?? Patrons buy them drinks, spend more money, and Sloth is too relaxed to really care either way. 😌

Wrath works behind the scenes, in research and development regarding souls. However, most of their "work" is just a lot of torture and pent up rage under the guise of science. Oops.

Lust is a lot like Sloth. Customers buy her drinks and spend more for her, but she's a lot more animated about it! But, she can come off as too much, and very overwhelming, especially when compared to Sloth.

Pride is in training directly under King Dice to be a manager. Very clean and put-together, the neatest sin. Will turn their nose up to regular patrons attempting to speak with them, and will be short with other employees.

[lex-the-flex]

My Soul in Her

Luke Skywalker x reader

Summary: Longing to erase the sensitivity of your personal connection with the Force, an emotional decision brings you closer to Luke Skywalker as he knows how to help.

Word Count: 2.3k

Warning(s): MEGA FLUFF, very little plot, talk of a broken Force-bond, slight sadness, established relationship, a slight fight, Luke being a loving man and taking care of the reader, SMUT – 18 + loss of virginity, oral (f! receiving), and skin and body appreciation (both sides).

A/N: Happy Valentine’s Day to me…

Encasing your mind to the gentleness of the salty sea air, the faint scent of celestial lilies and rosemary calm your senses whilst the island across the lake taunts you endlessly. Silently skipping stones into the clear water, all you can do is respectfully fight the urge to swim over to the shore. Just for some peace and quiet. But instead, you choose not to and you close your eyes and still your breath. 

Extending your palm to the ground, the waves become muffled as the sensation of the Force flowing through the very fingerprints and veins of your hand slowly spreads through your arm and ends at your elbow. Concentrating on a single smooth stone that litters the pebbled beach, the rock barely hovers above the toe of your boot. Refusing to take flight, you try harder, and suddenly a stinging breath captures the airways of your lungs, causing you to lose all your focus. 

Clasping the center of your chest, tears well in your e/c eyes that were once full of life, and the lake’s waves radiate against your eardrums with a sudden realization. The Force had departed from your body. Never to return. 

Wiping away your tears, the same pebble that you struggled to lift rises and perfectly skips across the water. 

“I know what you’re trying to do. …And it’s not helping.” You announce to your lone audience member. 

“I’m sorry. I thought it would make you feel better.” Luke answers, descending the garden steps. 

“It seems nothing can make me feel better and you know it.” You reply. 

“Don’t say that. It’s too early to start punishing yourself.” Luke says. 

Placing his hand on your shoulder, his touch alone makes you want to melt into him. But you can’t, not when your mind isn’t clear. So you don’t say anything.

“I hate to see you like this, Y/N. To watch you drown in your own sorrow, choosing to stay inside, having your meals in your room. It’s heartbreaking.” Luke continues, turning to face you. 

Your bottom lip slightly quivers at Luke’s observations, silently knowing that he is right. 

“Tell me.” He whispers before you. 

Tracing the outline of your face, he brings two fingers below your chin, and you face him fully. 

“After… we were separated, something happened. The bomb, it— Not only did it tear us apart, but it broke my Force-bond to you. Our bond that you first felt on Dagobah, …it’s gone. It tore our relationship in half. And without it, I can no longer sense you, feel you, and I’m starting to become a stranger to the Rebellion. It’s obvious. Even Han of all people can tell. It’s why I…” You explain, but you can’t finish. 

“It’s why I sensed your “death.” But it is the Force breaking around you. I knew there was something else to it. Is that why you refuse to use your lightsaber?” Luke questions, tilting down to your level. 

All you can do is nod. 

“Don’t worry, Y/N. It’s like you’ve always said: ‘Don’t lose faith.’ If we start your training tomorrow morning, then we can go back to –“ He starts, stepping away from you. 

“What? ‘Start training?’ Do you know how difficult this is for me? How closed off I feel? What training will solve that? I’ve tried everything with Jacob when he melted down that Carbonite! We spent five long years accomplishing nothing! Nothing worked, Luke!” You shout at the blonde, pushing him away with all your might. 

“Commander Upshur told me everything. You had successes, too.” Luke rebuttals, shocked by your tone. 

“I understand that we are the first of the new Jedi, Luke. I really do. But you need to let me process this. I need time to heal for myself. And right now, I want to do this alone.” You order, leaving your closet acquaintance alone on the beach. 

***** 

Sleep doesn’t come easy for you. The gentle sound of crickets and the cool breeze makes you toss and turn even more. Sitting up, an empty sigh releases itself from your lips. Running your fingers through your hair, you’re suddenly at a loss for what to do, it was as if you had no one. 

Then, in the next few calm seconds, a light fluttering fills the depths of your chest. Like someone was calling to you. 

‘Come to me.’

Luke’s words echo through you, causing you to shake. Swallowing your fear, you follow his light demand, ultimately curious to see where this will take you. Wandering through the dimly lit Palace hallways, Luke’s declaration grows louder and stronger as you reach a door that you’ve never seen before. 

Closing your palm around the ornate handle, you push the door open, only to have a gasp bubble in your throat. Luke stands on the other side, expecting you. 

“You’re here.” He says, letting you in. 

“You called.” You reply. 

Nervously crossing the threshold, Luke closes the door behind you, and the sight of the room leaves you speechless. Remnants of an old study appear to have been converted into a bedroom with a view. Yet, knowing Luke, the room has slightly returned to its original form. 

Delicate star shaped pendant lights hang from the ceiling, surrounding the room is a soft golden glow, reflecting the real ones from outside. Dark colored sheets of silk curtains blow in the breeze as light ones cover the bed in a secluded old marble wading pool. Walking over to a wooden desk, scattered pieces of Luke’s equipment litter the surface. Multiple lightsaber pieces, broken fragments of kyber crystals, and wiring tools linger about. 

“Is this place yours?” You cautiously ask. 

“It is. Seeing how Leia and I have returned to our Mother’s domain, it’s only right that she pulled some strings for us. Not that I’m complaining.” Luke explains, with his back to you. 

“Of course she did.” You chuckle. 

Turning around to face Luke, he does the same in perfect unison from the tiny kitchenette in the corner. Suddenly you’re greeted with him. All of him. His impeccable physique nearly knocks you off your own two feet. The way his powerful muscles linger against his broad frame cause you to clear your throat. Sure, you had seen Luke shirtless before, but why did it have to be in the dim and slightly romantic lighting did you have to notice? 

Well, someone like Luke can certainly change in five years. 

Handing you a glass of water, you bring your gaze up to his own, until you notice the white silk scarf hanging from his shoulders. It was the same one you bought for him in Mos Eisley when you both met for the first time. When he revealed his Jedi status to you before returning to aid his friends at Jabba’s Palace. 

Taking one of the ends in your hand, a small smile fills your lips, delighted to know he still carries it. 

“You still have it.” You say, moving to sit on the desk. 

“Of course. I never dreamed of giving this away. Even when you were gone, this scarf was the only way I remained close to you. But you’re here, now.” Luke replies, setting down your glass of water. 

A moment of silence erupts from the two of you. While you both didn’t need to say anything, you try to, but can’t.

“Where do you feel that the Force-bond resides? If you had to pick a place for it?” Luke asks. 

“It’s here. I know that to be true.” You reply, placing your hand in the dead center of your chest.

“You’re sure?” Luke questions.

“Yes, it feels weak every time I reach out.” You explain, folding your hands. 

Luke gives you an understanding nod. Leaning closer, your lips are suddenly inches apart and your breath is caught in your throat.

“What are you doing?” You whisper through half-lidded eyes.

“Rectifying the situation, that’s all.” Luke replies

Fully closing your eyes, you’re suddenly numb by your reconnected lover’s presence.

“What about the Code?” You mumble.

“Well, it’s like you reminded me: we are the first of the new.” Luke answers, tilting his head closer.

Closing the gap between the two of you, Luke gently presses his lips to yours, surrounding you with his arms. Unconsciously parting your knees, Luke deepens the kiss before standing in between your legs. Running your fingers through his dirty blonde hair, a groan escapes his chest the second he effortlessly lifts you off the desk.

Placing you on the edge of his bed, Luke breaks the kiss, much to your dismay.

“Are you sure this is what you want?” He asks, lightly cupping your face. 

“Yes. I want this with you. Only you.” You reply, holding Luke’s hands. 

Tilting his head toward you, he moves down to kiss your neck and a gasp escalates from your lips. Unbuttoning your nightshirt, Luke discards it from your frame, and tosses it behind him, along with the rest of your clothes shortly afterward. 

Instinctively shielding yourself from him, Luke helps ease the tension and places the silk scarf on the floor. Reaching behind you, he adjusts the place where he was once sleeping, making it more comfortable. 

“Don’t be shy, you can rest now, sweetheart.” Luke announces. 

Unsheathing your protective hands from your bare skin, Luke tosses his ebony cloak to the side from beneath the bedding and gives you all of his attention. Kissing you once more, you calmly follow his lead and lay down in the warm sanctuary of pillows and softness. Standing before you, the sight of his physique puts you in an almost trance-like state. Seeing him without his gear was once a luxury you never thought you could afford. Now, you realize that these visions lead you here, they were calling to you from the future.

Slowly crawling his way up your body, Luke kisses your skin with adoration. Reaching your thighs, you gasp as his soft lips trace over the sensitive skin of your inner thighs. Hovering over your core, Luke teases you with an almost devilishly hungry smirk whilst the two of you make eye contact.

Running his pink lips over your throbbing folds, you prop yourself up on your elbows to make sure he doesn’t hurt you.

But he would never.

Parting your folds with his tongue, a shaky moan escapes your mouth. Gripping your hips in his hands, Luke holds you in place as he nudges your sensitive entrance with his lips. His icy blue eyes stare into your very soul as he presses his tongue into your slick opening, earning a cry from you. Swirling around in your bundle of nerves, Luke’s grip grows tighter, keeping you together. Trying your best to keep your eyes on Luke, every flick and beat brings sounds from your being that are more precious than every instrument in the Palace’s War Room.

Falling back to the plush bedding, Luke brings a free hand to gently knead one of your breasts, his digits carefully massage the tender goosebump ridden skin. Gripping Luke’s wrist, you smoothly cum on his tongue, allowing your taste to fill his mouth. 

Wiping his lips, Luke slowly ascends up your body and perfectly nestles into your hips. Wrapping your legs around his waist, he strokes himself, pumping the tip of his cock. Encasing his cloak around the two of you, Luke aligns himself with your virgin hole, teasing your slick folds with his tip.

Moaning at the foreign feeling, you grip Luke’s veiny forearms, squeezing his hot skin. That was all he needed. Sliding himself past your entrance, the two of you moan in harmony at this feeling. Burying his face in your neck, Luke leisurely moves his hips forward, gently thrusting his way into you. Longing to be deep inside you, he selfishly couldn’t help but imagine what this would be like. From the moment you appeared back into each other’s lives, he knew that this is how he could help you.

Gripping his muscular back, you expect any form of pain, but there wasn’t any. Euphoria washes itself over your body as Luke descends your collarbones and kisses the center of your chest. Thrusting his manhood deeper inside you, you can feel the spark in between your breasts grow bigger and stronger.

The Force was coming back to you.

Feeling your walls squeezing around Luke’s cock, a growl rises in broad chest. Slightly quickening his pace, a fluttering sensation fills your core. Pressing your nails against his freckled and scarred skin, Luke rides out your orgasm in pure awe of you. Lifting your hips with his own, you let go and Luke cums after you, filling you with his warmth. Scratching his back, his skin burns as he exits from your core, and you scream his name. Stroking your thigh with his free hand, Luke prompts you to relax, and you release your legs from around his waist.

“I love you.” Luke whispers in the dark.

Refusing to break your grip, Luke cups the sides of your face, kissing you softly. Suddenly, the strong connection of the Force fills your soul with all its might, granting you the wisdom and power you thought was gone. Breaking the kiss, Luke points to an object on his nightstand. Reaching out, you levitate a set of pens off the table before setting them down on the wooden surface.

Glancing back towards Luke, he gives you a nod of approval, acknowledging your feat.

“You alright?” He asks. 

It was as if the world stopped. Tears begin to form in your eyes as your quiet sobs and cries of happiness fill the room. Nudging your nose with his own, your lips find his. Scratching his scalp, the strong connection between your souls grows exponentially just as your cries turn back into soft moans.

Surrounding himself around your frame, Luke lays you on your side, and never lets go until you both fall in love with one another all over again.

“I love you too.” You answer, nuzzling yourself into Luke’s arms. 

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[ashclouds366]

traignin

[zinofghast]

lil fake advertisement for my portfolio

[mythosaursarecool]

I’ve got an idea for a picture I’m trying to figure out how to execute because it’s probably done best in a two or more panel comic but I’m lazyyyyyyy

I just want to draw Mythos being big and scary and Boba Fett calling her beautiful because you can’t tell me that man’s not a mythosaur loving nerd

[cuppatrouble]

Same old, same old...

[bobacake7]

Welp, might as well make my own faction since everyone else is doing it-

Operation Ichor belongs to @slumbrr-r

Welcome to Hidden Sanctuary or Sanctuary as it’s officially called. Literally the only known place with not only a surviving ecosystem but a thriving one. If you want fresh ingredients or natural remedies and resources, they’re the faction for you! Though they’re nestled in a hidden valley in a giant glass dome so good luck finding them.

Yapping down below. Beware it’s very long.

There are five total roles you could take outside of being a regular civilian:

The Farmers: Self explanatory, they are in charge of growing food and raising the animals for the people of the Sanctuary. Sometimes they’ll send some of their products to the traders.

The Architects: Essentially builders, they are the ones who build homes or important structures inside the Sanctuary a well as reinforcing the dome once a year. They also would build weapons for the defenders to use.

The Caretakers: Basically the healers. They tend to the wounded or sick and make sure they get the care they needed. Some would also be in charge of childcare for the daycare system.

The Defenders: The protectors of Hidden Sanctuary. They make sure no intruders get through the dome especially twisteds. They control who gets in and out the dome and will double check outsiders just to make sure none are twisted or hiding ulterior motives that could prove detrimental to the Sanctuary.

The Traders: The only role who travels beyond the dome. They would trade items such as fresh food or resources only the Sanctuary would be able to produce in exchange for items like metal or even weaponry that the Sanctuary can’t get access to or create otherwise. Basically the more valuable item you have, the more likely the traders would give you better quality crops or even a horse or cattle if you’re lucky.

Onto the founders!

They are the ones who contributed to creating the dome and its current operations. They are also the leaders of each role that’s available.

Florean is the leader of the Farmers. He basically makes sure the crops and animals are up to quality and doesn’t tolerate any less. He’s generally friendly and quite the hard worker, often being seen toiling away in the fields. Florean has a neutral stance on outsiders as to him, as long as they don’t bring harm to the toons already living there or to the other Founders, what’s the harm of letting them hang around? Though he does keep an eye on them, just in case.

Indigo is the leader of the Architects. He oversees the building operations and makes sure everything is going smoothly. Indigo is quiet and reserved who often can be found napping at odd times throughout the day when off-duty. This tends to get him a lecture from the other Founders, mostly by Blossom and Blade but he is competent at what he does. Indigo is weary of outsiders and tends not to interact with them much. Though he isn’t outright against their presence in the Sanctuary, he still worries of ulterior motives.

Blossom is the leader of the Caretakers. He’s the main healer of the dome and is the one who procures the medication and natural remedies needed to tend to the injured or ill. Blossom is very maternal and kind-hearted, often making the effort to check in on the people around him to make sure they’re doing well both physically and mentally. He’s very welcoming of outsiders and would make an effort to make their visit comfortable. Blossom sympathizes with the twisteds and would sometimes sneak in food their way, even if they can’t really eat.

Blade is the leader of the Defenders. She basically acts as the head general and assigns other Defenders to different posts around the dome of the Sanctuary. Blade is fiercely protective of the Sanctuary and its inhabitants and has a deep seated loyalty towards the other Founders. Blade has a lot of suspicions when it comes to outsiders and tends to be openly hostile towards them if she suspects foul play which Blossom often reins her back from. Overall the least likely to actually warm up to an outsider out of the five Founders.

Loop is the leader of the Traders. She’s the one who oversees the trade market and is the main inspector of all the goods that are brought back to the Sanctuary to ensure their quality before giving them out for the other Founders to make use of. Loop is laidback and acts unbothered by the world around her most times. Though Loop acts aloof most times, she does show empathy and kindness to the less fortunate and is very fond of the other Founders in her own unique way. Loop is relatively friendly towards outsiders given she’s interacted with them the most out of all the Founders. Though she still keeps them at arms length.

The Founders essentially act like a dysfunctional but loving family. While they all have differing approaches to dealing with outsiders, they will provide those in need shelter and the resources before sending them on their way once they can survive on their own.

Relations to the other factions (the cannon ones anyway):

Gardenview- Neutral, both factions barely come across each other especially with the Sanctuary’s secretive nature.

Ruin Corp- Friendly, the Traders would sometimes seek out their services for when they need help transporting goods around the city.

Zodiac- Hostile, all Zodiac members are one of the few banned toons and if they attempt to come near the dome it’s on sight for the Defenders.

The Merchant Order- Friendly, the Traders have a blast getting new things from that faction each time they trade.

Note that these relations are up to change if the creator wishes to put their own input on the relations of these factions with my own.

That’s all, have a good day/night!

[yoshikunes]

Nyoops loves Boba 🩷🩷🩷

Character belongs to @rosy-locks

[capitan-baohao]

tooka power