komorebi-art-blog

[komorebi-art-blog]

Don't imagine Rex quietly fixing a younger clone’s armor after hours, muttering, "you gotta take better care of yourself, kid," while he polishes each scratch like it’s sacred.

Don't imagine Fives trying to teach shinies how to play cards, cheating outrageously so they win, whooping and hollering like they’re champions of the galaxy, and slipping a few credits into their pockets when no one's looking.

Don't imagine Cody staying up all night after a tough battle because he's personally stitching medals of bravery into the empty bunks of fallen troopers, so when they’re remembered, they’re remembered right.

Don't imagine Hardcase giving away his dessert rations to any clone who looks even remotely sad, acting like it’s a prank or a dare so no one knows he’s doing it out of love.

Don't imagine Echo re-learning how to shoot left-handed after his injury, stubbornly, painstakingly, so he can teach other injured clones that they’re not broken — just different.

Don't imagine Jesse carving tiny little messages into the walls of every base they’re stationed at. Messages like "501st were here. We fought. We lived." like he's trying to leave proof they mattered.

Don't imagine Dogma leaving tiny notes in people's lockers that just say "you’re doing good." "you’re brave." "I believe in you." — and then feeling too shy to admit it was him.

Don't imagine Wolffe pretending to be annoyed when Boost and Sinker sneak stray animals into the barracks, but secretly building a little hidden shelter for them behind the hangar.

Don't imagine Kix memorizing the medical charts of every single brother in his battalion — birthdays, allergies, old injuries — because he doesn’t trust the GAR systems to care enough (and he's 30000% right).

Don't imagine Tup tending to a tiny makeshift garden in the middle of a warzone with whatever seeds and scraps he can find, because "something’s gotta grow, sir."

Don't imagine Rex carrying every goodbye letters and notes he never got to say or give tucked in the seams of his armor or in a chest under his bed — every brother he couldn’t save, every friend he couldn’t reach — and still standing up the next morning because someone has to lead, and if not him, then who?

Don't imagine Waxer carrying around a crumpled, dirty drawing of Numa from Ryloth in a hidden pocket inside his armor, smoothing it out and smiling every time he feels like the war is eating him alive.

Don't imagine Boil pretending to grumble about it but secretly checking the drawing too, mouthing, "stay safe, little one," before every mission because part of his heart never left Ryloth.

Don't imagine Bly sketching little comic strips in the margins of his field reports to make Aayla laugh during debriefings — and still carrying the last one he never got to show her, tucked inside his chest plate.

Don't imagine Colt teaching his new ARC trainees how to properly tie a tourniquet and lecturing them seriously, but at the end quietly handing each of them a little lucky charm, like an old Republic credit or a braided cord, "for good luck, kid."

Don't imagine Appo still wearing a piece of Fives' blue paint on his armor as a "tradition" without telling anyone where it came from or why it matters so much.

Don't imagine Fox locking himself in his office after long shifts guarding Coruscant because he can’t stand seeing the brothers’ faces when they look at him like he’s a stranger now — so he sits in the dark and listens to the old 501st comms chatter recordings, just to feel something again.

Don't imagine Jesse and Kix starting a stupid prank war in the barracks where they replace each other's ration packs with terrible "mystery meat," laughing until Rex threatens to demote them — but Kix sneaks Rex a spiked caf packet later as revenge.

Don't imagine Tup painting tiny flowers on the inside of his helmet where no one can see them, tiny bursts of color against the cold plastoid — because he wants to carry beauty into battle even if no one else knows.

Don't imagine Dogma standing at the memorial wall and reading every single name out loud, even the ones he never knew, because he thinks someone should.

Don't imagine Waxer and Boil talking about "after the war" plans, like opening a repair shop on Ryloth, taking in lost kids, making sure no one else has to grow up the way they did — and laughing about it like it could actually happen.

Don't imagine Fives pulling a prank so chaotic that even Rex laughs — real, loud, helpless laughter — and Fives looking absolutely stunned before grinning like he'd just been handed the whole galaxy.

Don't imagine Rex tracing the scars on his hands sometimes without realizing, as if he’s trying to memorize every mistake, every battle, every time he almost didn’t make it — and then closing his fist around them like a promise to keep going.

Don't imagine Kix secretly saving every "thank you" note the boys have ever given him — crumpled sticky notes, bad handwriting, a piece of torn armor that just says "thanks doc" — tucked into his med kit like the most valuable supplies he owns.

[komorebi-art-blog]

(◡‿◡✿)

(ʘ‿ʘ✿) “what you say ‘bout me”

(ʘ‿ʘ)ノ✿ “hold my flower”

[komorebi-art-blog]

My part for amazing @komorebi-art-blog with her and @koyato oc Neta jai Kaala

[komorebi-art-blog]

or not to be

A little piece for my AU about Krell's legion. He has such a huge history before Umbara, after all, but it's completely unexplored in canon.

[komorebi-art-blog]

Wanna know how loud you can scream?

Art trade with @alenchikova! Love this guy.

[komorebi-art-blog]

This song was written for @cacodaemonia‘s lovely fic We Can Weep and Call It Singing

I was asked to write the lyrics for a simple song that some of the earliest clone cadets on Kamino made up when they were little. Naturally, I couldn’t resist bringing the entire song into existence.

Lyrics and music by ComeChaos. Vocals, recording and mixing by Come Chaos.

Go read caco’s fic on AO3!

[komorebi-art-blog]

My part of an art trade for wonderful @komorebi-art-blog here is her and @koyato girl Marama Manene!!!

[komorebi-art-blog]

SYSTEM ERROR

My part of the art trade with the incredible @alenchikova! Her glorious hacker girl Suanim san Deidarri, hacking the system.

[komorebi-art-blog]

From the WIP game: What's up with BBQ wings? (ToT)

My darling boy! One of my better designs. Elemental Dragon of Wind. Combines features of the swift and manta ray. His scales reflect the pattern of the clouds and sky, so while he flies he can be almost invisible. There are always cumulus clouds swirling in his horns. He looks like he has no eyes, but he actually has more than he needs. The entire surface of his horns is covered with mineral lenses that give him vision in all directions. Inspired by the inorganic eyes of trilobites. He can change coloration depending on his emotions, not just for camouflage. For example, normally elemental dragons change their palette to black and glowing orange when they are enraged. He's no exception. These designs are rough and raw, but @koyato made some great art with a boy some time ago!

[komorebi-art-blog]

@koyato we :3

I love this fandom because there is so little canon information that each fan just creates their own version of the worldbuilding, and yet the fandom is small enough that each version has a chance of being heard. I love learning new and new versions of Sk'ar's origins, I love seeing how each fan imagines Mumuu, I love it, I love you all.

Guess who just spent hours brainstorming their own version of Kaleesh culture :3

[komorebi-art-blog]

What about next:

Troll

Ep. 1 storyline and script

:3

Congratulations, you've found more original kids! “Troll” is an early sketch with the main character in my story. Not much context around this particular wip, but I've almost finished his reference, so you'll likely see more of this dude soon.

Aaaaaaand Ep. 1 storyline and script is...something. I have some plans for video games in the future, so one day I decided to try to start learning about it, and I realized that visual novels have the lowest threshold for entry into games. And for my first project, I chose our Star Wars au story, which in many ways is already thought out, but still needs a lot of work to become a real story. Mostly I'm just testing the waters and learning how to write plot and characters, plus working with design and drawing. I need to get myself together and start working hard on this, you'll definitely see more content with this.

For now, here's a little spoiler from the current version of the prologue to the story. The format is a bit odd because the text is meant to be a visual novel. And yes, these guys are the main characters!

"A figure appears in the semi-darkness of the kitchen." "White armor with worn green paint peeks out from under a dark brown civilian cloak like snowdrops. Even the shapeless cape does not hide the military bearing." "The clone pours a cup of caf with three sugar cubes. He sits down on the sofa in the lounge area and tries to drink as much as possible, looking at the chronometer. "At one minute to eight, he puts the cup under the table, tries to fix his overgrown curls, straightens the pose." "He tries to steady his breath as he switches on the holoprojector with trembling fingers.A few seconds later, a small hologram of a clone in the first phase white armor appears in front of him." d "Bites. I was wondering if you'd contact me today." b "Sorry, Dovecote, got into trouble last night. What's the news?" d "Nothing much. The Senate is preparing cuts again. The guys on Coruscant stole a bunch of flamethrower armor from the Republic warehouse, it was fun." d "Other than that, we're in a lull right now. Hawk is hanging out with the senators, and Fulcrum is nowhere to be seen. I think the big guys are up to something." b "They're always up to something." "Bites waits, stiff, like a shiny in formation. Kriff, this is embarrassing." d "Fox is up to something, that's for sure. We have discovered alarming statistics in the slave market." d "According to our data, a large number of clone slaves end up in the same hands. A very large number. We're talking battalions. Maybe even regiments." "Good thing he's not drinking caf right now, he'd choke." "No karking way someone is buying hundreds of clones. Thousands even..."

[komorebi-art-blog]

Baby boy for @komorebi-art-blog and @koyato

[komorebi-art-blog]

Yellow Sea Snake (Hydrophis platurus xanthos), family Elapidae, Costa Rica

Venomous.

This is an all yellow subspecies of the Yellow-bellied or Pelagic Sea Snake.

photograph by Alejandro Solòrzano

[komorebi-art-blog]

My part of an art trade for @komorebi-art-blog hurrayy)))

Her and @koyato amazing oc Huna

Help him with some bugs lol

Oh, and happy Star Wars Day 🧡💚🧡

[komorebi-art-blog]

The serpent prophetess

My part of an art trade with the wonderful @alenchikova! Her gorgeous OC Mikir Inariuz. Check out her stuff! She has a lot of beautiful Kaleesh art.

[komorebi-art-blog]

What art hides under Bonk, To be or not to be & King without a kingdom? :3

Some of my freshest clones!

‘Bonk’ is an ouch moment between Rex and Cody because I need more moments between Rex and Cody.

‘King without a kingdom’ is also Rex! On a scorched battlefield, among his dead brothers. In a nutshell, ‘we won, but at what cost?’.

And ‘To Be or Not to Be’ is currently complete, so here's a liiiittle spoiler for the next post!

[komorebi-art-blog]

hiii :333 so for your ask game what is borb O_O

also bbq wings o3o

Hi!!! Congratulations, you found my original kids!

I'm working on my own fantasy universe. ‘borb O_O ’ is a sketch of a possible design for my elemental dragon, the embodiment of moonlight. It's an early stage design, will probably change in the future, but the basic concept is a mix of dragon, barn owl, and moth.

As a bonus, I'll also show ‘Moon pancake’, sketches of the same dragon at rest and in an ‘I'll kick your arse’ mood.

‘BBQ wings’ is a different, more formed design that I'm already happy with. A wind dragon composed of a swift and a manta ray.

Here's also a couple of sketches of him because I forgot to include them in the post.

Fun fact - his eyes actually cover the entire surface of his horns. I was inspired by the eyes of trilobites. They are almost entirely inorganic and made up of dozens of mineral lenses, so we have incredibly well-preserved eye structures of fossilised trilobites. That's why his horns light up orange when he goes into overdrive.

I want to go back to these concepts because I have TEN elemental dragons alone to design, not to mention everything else.