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Red-handed

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✨️ calling all Star Wars fans ✨️

Hello there tumblr!

While we Star Wars fans are anxiously waiting for the bad batch finale, I could use your help! In fact...

I am currently in the process of writing my master's thesis. My research is about age & Star Wars characters. The research is trying to investigate whether there is a difference in fans of different ages liking or disliking certain characters that appear throughout Episodes 1-9. The survey takes about 5-10 minutes to complete, is completely anonymous, and you must be 18+ to participate.

It would be ✨️ wizard ✨️ if you could share it with your friends, parents, siblings, or any other Star Wars fans you might know! Or even just reblogging this post for others to discover here on Tumblr 😊

It would mean the world (or galaxy hehe) if you would fill it out. If you did THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! MAY THE FORCE BE WITH YOU, ALWAYS! ✨️✨️✨️

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Been thinking about them lately.

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not a jedi

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No thoughts. Just Tech smiling after being told he did a good job.

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Ohhhh this is fun! I’ve been to…

I think that’s 32? I’ll also be adding Kentucky to the map in June. Damn ok seeing it laid out like this I kinda feel the need to complete the whole map

this seems self-centered you know “stereotypical American bs” but I’m curious

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Whisky's Bundle of Awesome Things

Decided it was about time I did one of these pinned posts to introduce myself! Profile icon is by the very lovely and very talented @anstarwar!

Hi, I'm Whisky, she/her - I write.

I believe very much in ship and let ship. My current obsession is Clone Wars, and yes, I enjoy more than a little cloneshipping. If that's not for you, the back button is your friend!

I also reblog NSFW content! Girls gotta get a little enjoyment in life ya know?

Writing links below the cut!

My writing can be found on AO3, which you can find here:

I am currently writing a long, slow build story exploring the Coruscant Guard and a descent into fanon-typical abuse. It is, in all honesty, my pride and joy right now. Five chapters are up and at current writing it's not complete, but there are approx 60,000 words written. You can find that story here:

I update on here when I post chapters to AO3, so if you'd rather get your updates this way, you're in luck!

Petals Slip From Lips (Your Stain Upon My Heart) is a Hanahaki disease Fox-angst with a happy ending one-shot. You can fine it here:

I'm currently also writing a Jangobi Mandalorian training camp fic with dark elements such as unethical medical procedures/manipulation etc. You can find that one here:

I welcome likes, reblogs and comments! I get RABID about Marshall Commander Fox, no apologies! I do tend to get a bit over the top with reblogs, so I apologise about that one!

Please do feel free to send me an ask or a message about any of my stories or if you just want to chat! I'm happy to have a natter! You can find me on discord as WhiskyGoldWings as well.

Anyone who follows me, uh... Sorry for the sheer hail of reblogs, I forget how to queue...

My tags: my fanfic, marshall commander fox, not my art

Good luck and enjoy! <3

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Commission for the lovely @dreamerkath

Shh they’re resting after a long day

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Can’t get enough of these GOOD BOYS!

ft.

Star Wars’ one OSHA man Commander Cody

Cody and Rex being beautiful boyfriends

Soft™ Boys

Resting Bitch Faces

Everyone has a Space iPad

and many a shenanigan

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"Polarization"

Regardless of his fate - his memory lives on.

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I have three Always Sunny things that scream Newt and Hermann to me and I can’t decide which to draw next, so I thought I’d do a poll about it!

A:

B.

C.

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Wolves

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post zero hour kisses for the soul

what about ezra you may ask? well-

he is setting his boundaries early

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Artists, writers, creative types out there...

If you're reading this while arting, or doing your creative endeavor of choice, go stretch your wrists!

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ooh tell me something about holo4.psd please? 👀

Hi! Thanks for the ask! :)

It's an image based on @bilbosmom-belladonna's fic, Picture (Im)perfect, which was like art catnip to me XD; I actually shared a little snippet of it maybe a week ago when I started the image, and normally, I would have finished it by now, but I paused that one to work on a birthday gift for a friend. I'll get back to the it once I'm done with the gift, though, since I rarely work on more than one image at a time.

But anyway, here's a little preview:

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LOUD.

Depa doesn’t take one look at Anakin Skywalker and wishes him to be her Padawan. She takes three.

Studying the art of Soresu has taught her many things. How to protect others, how to protect herself, how to wear someone down without being worn out in return.

While Obi-Wan had… Depa doesn’t want to call it “hop around”, but Obi-Wan had seemed rather indecisive after Attaru had turned out to be not the right choice.

Depa’s first and only choice had been Soresu. While Mace had shed a theatrical tear that she wouldn’t follow in his footsteps, she’d been enamored with the philosophy of the form.

Her first look at Anakin had been upside down.

She’d come across Obi-Wan showing Anakin the Temple when she’d seen him sign “a change in perspective can reveal what is right in front of us”. The context hadn’t mattered much, just that Obi-Wan had hugged the boy around his middle and the next thing Anakin was upside down and pointing excitedly.

“Oh there it is!”

She hadn’t thought much of it until Obi-Wan had shown up at her doorstep.

He had felt some darkness in the child. His erstwhile Master was murdered by a Sith. He had murdered the Sith.

“Everything is rather tumultuous,” he had signed to her raised brow.

Anakin needed a stabilizing presence here and all of Obi-Wan’s friends were either crazy or up to their necks in trial prep.

“I’m flattered, Padawan Kenobi,” she had replied, “let’s spar.”

Sparring was, in the end, more moving meditation but she felt his mind slowing its frantic pace, the events of the past weeks shifting into understanding.

They’d sat in silence for a long time. His cheek ended up on her shoulder and she dropped her chin on his head.

“Sleep, Master Kenobi,” she’d said softly. Much had been revealed during their meditation after all.

He had tapped a thank you on her arm.

Depa had taken her second look at Anakin after that.

A handful of a boy and she felt overwhelmed just by being near him. Only a Master’s Master would be able to train him when the time came.

Though she enjoyed his presence. Soaking up knowledge like a sponge, being deeply engrossed in tinkering with parts. The Force so close to the surface, like a maelstrom, but calming when Anakin had been given the right tools.

So bright the dark was almost unnoticeable. But Depa noticed. Wanted to help the boy overcome the darkness.

Depa had taken a third look at Anakin a few years after Obi-Wan had first brought him to the Temple, and she had realized that her wish to help him had transformed into wishing to train him.

“Yes! I feel so ready to begin my training,” Anakin had replied to her question, face alight with excitement and the jitters he couldn’t hide. “Ga’Tran said a Master chooses their Padawan but Loni said that’s…”

“Kriffing banthashit?” Depa supplied drily and felt Anakin laugh in the Force and her heart. “Anakin?” She wanted to at least offer. She wouldn’t be mad if he declined, life would move on and she’d still be there for him. But she wanted him to know that, now, gladly, with honor, she wanted to train him.