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I put it on my instagram but I'm going on a small hiatus until I'm more comfortable with my art style.
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This goes for any lightsaber wielder in my personal story for my OCs. In the fight against Rona, some jedi's sabers were dimmer than others because they feared his presence in the dark side of the force. It was an overwhelming sensation and a kind of bloodlust they tried to avoid for years. So, for an Inquisitor to practically break in and cut through their numbers as if on automatic - the last thing everyone in the commune felt was fear.
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I may be stalking your account now and I fear I'm obsessed as well 🤲🏽
Have a blended family from space

Star Wars OCs | Mandalorian Family

(Ronin and Rose, drawn by Kay (they don’t have a tumblr for me to tag them sadly :((
(Ronin is widowed, Rose is the child he had with his previous wife)

(Serenity
(Divorced a little over ten years before she meets and falls for Ronin)

LOOK AT THEM!!!!
Ronin is the first person to see Serenity’s face in 25 years ✨
I’m OBSESSED with them 🥺✨💕
#ocs#star wars#star wars oc#mandalorian oc#mandalorian#blended family#original character#oc#id love to be mutuals with you!! your art is so gorgeous#and im already in love with what im seeing 😭😭
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Love a mando oc !! She's gorgeous 👁

Gia ✨ I love a complex female character 🥀
She’s wonderful and I love her so much!! She even has her own playlist now because I’m OBSESSED
#star wars#star wars oc#mandalorian oc#mandalorian#ocs#art#small artist#seeing one always makes me want to draw my own
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I just want everyone to know that seeing such enthusiastic reblogs like this really make sharing my art and story worth while 🫶🏽🫶🏽 thank you so much for your kind words !!
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Tales of the Third Brother.
The command deck was quiet, save for the distant hiss of the ventilation systems and the rhythmic hum of the starship's core. Grand Admiral Thrawn and Moff Wilhuff Tarkin stood as their gazes drifted amongst the galaxy beyond the expansive window, their conversation private, low.
"A shame," Tarkin muttered, eyes fixed on the star-streaked void, "though not an unexpected one. The Grand Inquisitor has disappointed the Empire before."
Thrawn nodded slightly. "His fear exceeded his discipline. A fatal imbalance."
Tarkin hummed. "And now we are left without a blade sharp enough to keep the remnants of the Jedi buried. Lord Vader will not want to suffer failure again."
Thrawn’s gaze flicked toward Tarkin, crimson eyes narrowing just slightly. "Then perhaps it is time we looked to someone who does not fail."
Tarkin raised an eyebrow. "You speak of a replacement?"
“I do.”
There was a pause.
Tarkin’s voice was laced with skepticism. “I assume you're referring to one of the Inquisitors… perhaps the Fifth Sister? Or has the Ninth Brother finally learned how to follow orders without a trail of collateral?”
Thrawn offered the faintest trace of a smirk. “No. I speak of the Third Brother. Rona Resyk.”
Tarkin scoffed lightly, turning his head. “He’s reckless. Uncontrolled.. dangerous.”
“He is all of those things,” Thrawn said, “but only to those who stand in his way.”
Tarkin said nothing, clearly unconvinced.
So, Thrawn stepped forward, his tone shifting—quieter now, more deliberate. “There was once when the Third Brother had found a settlement of surviving Jedi. A hidden enclave. Well fortified. Isolated. Cloaked in the Force. It had gone undetected for nearly a decade.”
Tarkin’s eyes narrowed. “And what happened to them?”
“Only corpses were left in his wake. By the time command picked up the distress signal, there were only bodies to investigate. Dozens of them. Some cut down mid-meditation. Others cornered in the lower catacombs where they thought they could hide. None escaped.”
He let that sink in.
Tarkin turned away from the viewport, arms folded. “And he did this alone?”
“Entirely alone. Without backup. Without orders,” Thrawn said. “He tracked them through whispers in the Force. He broke their minds before their bodies. It was not a battle. It was a cleansing.”
Tarkin was quiet for a long moment.
“I’ve read the report,” he said at last. “It was... clinical. Almost too clinical to believe.”
Thrawn’s eyes gleamed. “He writes them himself. Every detail—every kill. He wants us to understand what he is capable of.”
Tarkin's lips thinned into a grim line. “You’re suggesting we put a feral hound in charge of the pack.”
“I’m suggesting we put a predator where one is needed.”
Another silence passed.
Then Tarkin nodded slowly. “Perhaps it is time I met this Third Brother for myself. If he’s as precise as you claim... Lord Vader may take interest.”
Thrawn turned back toward the stars. “He will not disappoint.”
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Part 2 of what I've been working on!
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She is so pretty I love the sparkles on her face 🥹
BEHOLD!! My Jedi-sona!!!!
#star wars#digital art#digital illustration#oc#oc art#ocs#original character#star wars oc#anakin skywalker
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Jedi zabrak love !!
Made my Star Wars ocs draw themselves!!
In order of apparition :
Baast Vu : She's a Tognath, a jedi padawan.
Jarn Zistaco : He's a Tognath, a bounty hunter (he's her eggmate).
Hegon : He's a Dathomirian Zabrak, a jedi knight.
I will share more art soon!
#zabrak oc#zabrak#dathomirian#dathomirian zabrak#dathomirian zabrak oc#star wars oc#oc art#this looks really awesome!!#id love to be moots with you as a fellow SW artist
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Preview 🫶🏽
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Some progress on Inquisitor era Rona. Been a while since a post so I wanted to share a current wip !
#star wars#digital art#digital illustration#my ocs#oc#oc art#ocs#original character#star wars oc#anakin skywalker#star wars inquisitor#inquisitor oc#star wars art#star wars sith#star wars anakin#star wars clone wars#character art#original art#art#┈┈ 𝇄 𝇃 RONA ...
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I'm pretty new here but don't be afraid to ask! I have pretty well-established lore for the OCs I've shared 🫴🏽
Super detailed questions about your OCs
1. What’s their full name? Why was that chosen? Does it mean anything? 2. Do they have any titles? How did they get them? 3. Did they have a good childhood? What are fond memories they have of it? What’s a bad memory? 4. What is their relationship with their parents? What’s a good and bad memory with them? Did they know both parents? 5. Do they have any siblings? What’s their names? What is their relationship with them? Has their relationship changed since they were kids to adults? 6. What were they like at school? Did they enjoy it? Did they finish? What level of higher education did they reach? What subjects did they enjoy? Which did they hate? 7. Did they have lots of friends as a child? Did they keep any of their childhood friends into adulthood? 8. Did they have pets as a child? Do they have pets as an adult? Do they like animals? 9. Do animals like them? Do they get on well with animals? 10. Do they like children? Do children like them? Do they have or want any children? What would they be like as a parent? Or as a godparent/babysitter/ect? 11. Do they have any special diet requirements? Are they a vegetarian? Vegan? Have any allergies? 12. What is their favourite food? 13. What is their least favourite food? 14. Do they have any specific memories of food/a restaurant/meal? 15. Are they good at cooking? Do they enjoy it? What do others think of their cooking? 16. Do they collect anything? What do they do with it? Where do they keep it? 17. Do they like to take photos? What do they like to take photos of? Selfies? What do they do with their photos? 18. What’s their favourite genre of: books, music, tv shows, films, video games and anything else 19. What’s their least favourite genres? 20. Do they like musicals? Music in general? What do they do when they’re favourite song comes? 21. Do they have a temper? Are they patient? What are they like when they do lose their temper? 22. What are their favourite insults to use? What do they insult people for? Or do they prefer to bitch behind someone’s back? 23. Do they have a good memory? Short term or long term? Are they good with names? Or faces? 24. What is their sleeping pattern like? Do they snore? What do they like to sleep on? A soft or hard mattress? 25. What do they find funny? Do they have a good sense of humour? Are they funny themselves? 26. How do they act when they’re happy? Do they sing? Dance? Hum? Or do they hide their emotions? 27. What makes them sad? Do they cry regularly? Do they cry openly or hide it? What are they like they are sad? 28. What is their biggest fear? What in general scares them? How do they act when they’re scared? 29. What do they do when they find out someone else’s fear? Do they tease them? Or get very over protective? 30. Do they exercise? Regularly? Or only when forced? What do they act like pre-work out and post-work out? 31. Do they drink? What are they like drunk? What are they like hungover? How do they act when other people are drunk or hungover? Kind or teasing? 32. What do they dress like? What sorta shops do they buy clothes from? Do they wear the fashion that they like? What do they wear to sleep? Do they wear makeup? What’s their hair like? 33. What underwear do they wear? Boxers or briefs? Lacey? Comfy granny panties? 34. What is their body type? How tall are they? Do they like their body? 35. What’s their guilty pleasure? What is their totally unguilty pleasure? 36. What are they good at? What hobbies do they like? Can they sing? 37. Do they like to read? Are they a fast or slow reader? Do they like poetry? Fictional or non fiction? 38. What do they admire in others? What talents do they wish they had? 39. Do they like letters? Or prefer emails/messaging? 40. Do they like energy drinks? Coffee? Sugary food? Or can they naturally stay awake and alert? 41. What’s their sexuality? What do they find attractive? Physically and mentally? What do they like/need in a relationship? 42. What are their goals? What would they sacrifice anything for? What is their secret ambition? 43. Are they religious? What do they think of religion? What do they think of religious people? What do they think of non religious people? 44. What is their favourite season? Type of weather? Are they good in the cold or the heat? What weather do they complain in the most? 45. How do other people see them? Is it similar to how they see themselves? 46. Do they make a good first impression? Does their first impression reflect them accurately? How do they introduce themselves? 47. How do they act in a formal occasion? What do they think of black tie wear? Do they enjoy fancy parties and love to chit chat or loathe the whole event? 48. Do they enjoy any parties? If so what kind? Do they organise the party or just turn up? How do they act? What if they didn’t want to go but were dragged along by a friend? 49. What is their most valued object? Are they sentimental? Is there something they have to take everywhere with them? 50. If they could only take one bag of stuff somewhere with them: what would they pack? What do they consider their essentials?
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Teachings.
Coruscant, Years Ago.
The golden hues of Coruscant’s sunset bathed the small meditation chamber in a warm, gentle glow. The vast city-planet stretched endlessly beyond the windows, the steady hum of speeders and distant starships creating a constant yet oddly soothing backdrop. Inside, the light cast long shadows against the walls, wrapping the figures of a young child and her mother in a quiet embrace.
Four-year-old Araneia sat cross-legged on the smooth floor, her tiny hands hovering hesitantly above her mother’s wrists. Her brows were furrowed in deep concentration, lips pressed together as she focused all her attention on feeling something—anything—beneath her fingertips. The Force was there, she could sense it, but it was elusive, like the shifting sands of a distant world slipping through her grasp.
Across from her sat Charis, her mother, her guide. Her face was calm and patient as she watched her daughter’s struggle with tender amusement. Charis’ arms were outstretched, wrists upturned, giving Araneia the space to reach for her presence through the Force rather than touch.
Araneia bit her lip, her fingers twitching as frustration bubbled within her small frame. “It’s not working,” she finally huffed, her nose scrunching in dissatisfaction.
Charis smiled, her voice smooth and filled with quiet confidence. “It is working, little one. You are just not seeing it yet.”
The child’s expression flickered with uncertainty as she tilted her head upwards at her mother. “But I don’t feel anything,” she insisted, her voice carrying the stubbornness of youth. “How will I know when I do?”
Charis tilted her head slightly, as if considering the question, though she had known the answer all along. “The Force is not something you grasp, Araneia. It is something you allow. You cannot force yourself upon it, you must open yourself to it. Close your eyes. Breathe.”
Araneia hesitated before obediently shutting her eyes, taking a deep breath that made her small chest rise and fall.
“Good,” Charis praised gently. “Now, do not reach for my hands. Do not chase the Force. Instead, let it come to you. Let it tell you where I am.”
Silence fell between them, save for the distant hum of the city outside. Araneia focused on nothing and everything all at once. She let go of the frustration, of the desire to get it right, and simply… listened.
And then—there.
Like a ripple in still water, she felt it. A warm, steady presence just beyond the edge of her awareness. It was not something she could see or touch, but she knew it was there. She could feel the gentle current of her mother’s presence in the Force.
Her small fingers trembled, but she did not open her eyes, nor did she pull away.
Instead, she whispered, “I feel you.”
Charis exhaled softly, a look of immense pride washing over her features. “Good. That is the beginning.”
Araneia slowly opened her eyes, excitement dancing within them. She had done it. She had truly felt her mother’s presence through the Force.
Then, a sudden thought struck her, and she glanced down at her mother’s inked skin, at the elegant and meaningful patterns etched into her face and hands. Mirialan markings—symbols of trials overcome and lessons learned.
Her gaze turned hopeful, eager. “Does this mean I get my first mark?”
Charis let out a soft, melodious laugh, shaking her head. “Not yet, little one.”
Araneia pouted, crossing her arms. “But I did it.”
Charis reached forward, brushing a stray strand of hair from her daughter’s face with a touch as light as the wind. “You did, and I am very proud of you. But our markings are not given for a single step, Araneia. They are earned through a journey.”
Araneia’s lips pressed together in thought before she looked up at her mother once more. “How did you get yours?”
Charis smiled, tilting her head as she regarded her own markings. Her fingers traced over the familiar lines, memories flickering behind her gold-flecked eyes. “Each one tells a story. Some are for trials of the spirit, others for battles fought—not just with enemies, but within myself. Some are for the people I have healed, the lives I have touched.” She looked back at Araneia, her expression soft yet firm. “Your marks will come, in time. But they will not be given to you. You must earn them, just as you must earn your place in the Force.”
Araneia’s pout slowly faded, replaced with a sense of understanding beyond her years. She nodded, her tiny hands falling back to her lap. “I’ll earn them,” she said with quiet determination.
Charis chuckled, leaning forward to press a gentle kiss to her daughter’s forehead. “I have no doubt you will.”
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Longing.
The questions that come to you in silence are often the loudest.
The hum of the ship as it drifts through the vast sea of space only serves as white noise to Rona. He stares up at the ceiling, eyes fixated on nothing in particular, but his mind is off somewhere far in the galaxy. It traveled through the various planets he'd left in turmoil under the orders of the Empire; the people that were struck with fear whenever he swung his saber.
He knows now, thankfully, that the life of an Inquisitor is reduced to the past, but that never quelled his own fears of it eventually catching up to him. Let alone it ruining what he had built with Araneia.
It's with the thought of her name that he shifted to see her face, turning his body so that its entirety is in her direction. Her eyes, which usually carried the grit of her pain, were closed in slumber. Her breath comes out in even draws through her parted lips, showcasing a rare peace that Rona often found foreign when it came to her.
He couldn't help but allow his hand to travel to her face, the back of his fingers brushing away the long twist that partially covered her face. He briefly grazed his thumb over the geometric patterns across her cheekbone, taking in the delicate sculpting of her features, for he knew that, had she been awake, she would have never let him get so close.
And in a way, that draws a smile to Rona's face. That the woman before him used to fight against his affections so firmly, yet is now lying in bed beside him, their connection in the force ever so fervent. She would shy away from the smallest of touch, feigning a stubbornness he knew was simply protection from more pain.
Protection.
Pain.
The memories that replay in his mind dissipate the remnants of his smile, his hand now cupping the side of her face the longer his gaze lingers on her tranquil expression. With every assignment they're given by the Republic, they've been thrown deeper into the secrets of whatever remains of the Empire, fighting against an evil that wants its grip on the galaxy to remain. He can't help but fear that it will find him again: the solitude, the pain, the torment. The last thing he could ever want was for his past to ruin it all, to show Araneia the extent of his bloodied reputation.
Araneia knows of the fact that he was an Inquisitor, made obvious by the crimson saber he still chooses to wield and his presence in the Force. He's never hid that from her, even when they had first met long ago. He was very open about the fact that people with a past like hers, ones that are rooted in Jedi teaching, don't intermingle with those of the dark side. And still, she stayed.
After all these years, she still stayed.
Why would someone who comes from the kiss of golden light dare weave itself with the irreligious grip of darkness?
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Character sheet of Rona, writing below !
`` With a past shrouded in mystery and the Empire, trusting Rona was not an easy decision made by the New Republic. While he may work earnestly in the cleansing of any Empire remnants, many are unsure of his place in force and if they should prepare for the dark side to show itself once again. ``
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Character sheet of Araneia , writing below !
`` Following the fall of the Empire, Araneia was sought and recruited by Ahsoka Tahno. Despite reservations, she works as a New Republic official in the purging of Empire loyalist who threaten the security of the galaxy. Though, others within the New Republic's esteemed council are wary of her practices in the force and the path she takes with the one by her side. ``
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──┈┈──── ⵌ 𝇄 𝇃 𝑀𝐴𝐼𝑁 𝐶𝐻𝐴𝑅𝐴𝐶𝑇𝐸𝑅𝑆 ...
° Araneia Syn'Tallas
° Rona Kesyk / Third Brother
──┈┈──── ⵌ 𝇄 𝇃 𝑂𝑇𝐻𝐸𝑅 ...
° ... Pending ...
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