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SS Month ‘23 - Day 22

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Prompt: Star Wars

WARNING(S): Mentions of death, referenced murder, canon-typical dark themes, borderline yandere Sasuke

Another morning had come. Rain pelted the roof with a deafening, rhythmic patter, the skies were gray and thick with heavy clouds, and the atmosphere left the young woman feeling drained as she went about her routine. A shower, some food, freshening up, and she was ready to get dressed - but one look out the window made her hesitate. With a sigh, she reclined on her chaise in her robe and slippers with a hot cup of tea, gazing pensively at the outside world.

Sakura hummed a distant tune as hot steam hit her face. The tea was floral, fragrant, and mild on the tongue. The burning logs in the fireplace threw a warm glow across the room, its popping and crackling soothing to her ears.

Despite the comfort of the room, her heart felt numb.

“We’ll find him, I promise,” her best friend had promised, cerulean eyes and a fierce expression flickering across her mind as if it had happened yesterday. It had been a week since the Jedi protecting this planet had followed a lead on the Sith, and their missing presence had set the citizens on edge. They weren’t extremely important to the Galactic Commonwealth, but there were enough nobles and merchants to feel pensive about their largest source of protection off chasing heretofore unknown threats. Many had begun to grumble to themselves, cursing the Jedi. She, however, had faith. Naruto had been her oldest and dearest friend, and when he promised her something, he rarely broke it. He would find the last of their childhood triad, and he would bring him home.

The sound of a doorbell chiming from the first floor nearly made her choke on her tea. She turned, hesitant to get up; she hadn’t been expecting anyone.

But then Naruto’s beaming grin filled her mind, and she set her tea aside, the ceramic clinking against the end table, and got up from the lounge. She could practically hear him now. “We found him, Sakura! He’s safe and sound!”

Her breath was short as she hurried down the stairs, nearly tripping over her own feet. She tugged at the ends of her sash again, putting an almost uncomfortable pressure on her ribs, but she didn’t care - and as she got to her foyer and all but threw the door open, she parted her lips to greet her visitor--

--and it just as quickly died on her tongue, eyes growing wide at the cloaked man towering above.

“W- who--?!” She gasped, taking a step back into the warmth of her home. Her fingers gripped the door frame tightly, threatening to crack under her strength.

The hooded man paid her little mind, ducking as he stepped in after her. Rain dripped from the fringes of his clothing, dampening the stone as he calmly removed his shoes.

Sakura watched in horror - and surprise - as he removed the hood, and shocking amber eyes met her own. Familiar amber eyes.

“I’m home,” the voice of her childhood friend - and crush - murmured as he gently shut the door, insulating them from the chill of the rain, “Sakura.”

Gingerly, he reached out to cup her chin - and shut her mouth, which she had been unaware was open. There was a certain fondness in his face as he beheld her, eyes flickering up and down across her visage.

“Wh- what-- why--” She fumbled with her words, blinking rapidly. “What-- what happened to you, Sasuke? It’s been ten years…”

The softness in his face hardened somewhat, and his hand left her face. “I’m sure you know what happened to me.”

“But… why?” She searched his face, followed every scar and wrinkle, and unconsciously reached for him. “What did you have to gain? We looked for you - Naruto--”

“Don’t speak of him to me,” he abruptly hissed, eyes narrowing into slits as he snatched her hand.

Sakura swallowed as his tight grip made her bones ache. He certainly had grown, not just in stature, but in strength since he had been kidnapped.

“Thanks to the Sith, I’m more powerful than I’ve ever been. For all that old man has done, it’s thanks to him that I can protect what I love.” Some of that softness returned to his gaze as he added, “I can protect you.”

“What’s wise about selling your soul to the devil?” She countered, clasping her other hand around his. “Sasuke, it’s not just you that’s chasing power. I’ve been an apprentice under the Grand Healer for a while now, and I can hold my own in a fight! I don’t want to be a burden on you anymore.”

A tiny smile spread across his lips, and he let out a wry chuckle. “Sakura… you could never be a burden to me. That Mark looks… divine on you. I can sense you’ve grown in strength.”

The pink-haired woman let out a tiny squeak as he leaned in. Warm lips pressed against her forehead, right against the Seal. Power thrummed to the surface in response, an unconscious force pushing back against that malevolent power she felt bubbling inside of him.

“S- Sasuke…”

“You don’t have to worry about me leaving you alone.” Pulling back, he grasped her shoulder. “I’m not going anywhere, ever again. Would that make you happy?”

She stared openly at him. “What… did you do?”

His eyes flashed. “My master is no more, if that’s what you’re wondering. And I have no intention of following in his damned footsteps.”

What should’ve been relief instead hung around her shoulders like dread. Killed? The Sith Lord Orochimaru? The man so obsessed with immortality and power that he went through apprentices like napkins? The man who singlehandedly carried the blood of countless Jedi like a cloak?

Sasuke’s gaze was too intense, too probing - and she found that she had to look towards something else. She settled on his chin.

“You… you’re going to stay?”

“That’s my intention.” He said it as fact. No questions about it, no implicit pleas for shelter.

Forcing a smile, she nodded and stepped away. “Let me brew you some tea while you dry off your cloak.”

[paperback-rascal]

I love Mercy's Design ! It get some Naruto's vibes.

Thank you for the ask, @tatouchantilly!

Manga/anime in general was a big inspiration to me for years - especially for my comics - so certain elements of that aesthetic became inseparable part of my drawing style!

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STAR WARS: The Clone Wars/The Bad Batch © George Lucas/ Dave Filoni/ LucasFilm/ Disney

NARUTO © Masashi Kishimoto

[buffinbonkers]

One obsession called to another. I need a Jedi Kakashi fanfic

I always liked the idea that the light of a lightsaber lightened towards the tip/further from the kyber crystal

[spvce-oddity]

here are my designs for the kkob star wars au! 

Obito fell to the dark side after being left for dead during a mission which caused both him and Kakashi (who were padawans at the time) to lose one of their eyes. They now have a prosthetic eye with a kyber crystal core which is why obito's is red and kakashi's is blue! 

Obito also has prosthetic right limbs. I also tried my best to make his helmet look like his Tobi mask sdfsfd

Kakashi was a little harder to figure out cause i wanted to keep his og silhouette while still adding some sw elements to it. im not 100% happy with his design, maybe ill come up with a better one some time

[bonkersdrawsalil]

I’ve decided it’s an improvement.

The idea is that he’s fighting and got the bad guys lightsaber and is aNgRy/lOosInG iT. Hence the blue light saber on the ground/symbolizing setting down his good side, and the red up high reflecting into his eyes.

✨Symbolism✨

Let it be known I will not be abiding to the typical behavior of light and human anatomy. 🤷🏻‍♀️

Have one more idea for this AU, but it involves like 3 more people so wish me luck.

[rarepears]

Ask game title: Do you what I have been through (Fall into the Dark)

Siths have yellow eyes.

Orochimaru has yellow eyes.

Therefore when Orochimaru suddenly finds himself in a new-seal-gone-wrong-experiment-so-now-in-some-new-unknown-territory, it's not too surprising that the Jedis that he ends up running into all think he's a Sith.

Oh, and did I mention that this is during the Clone War?

It's a good thing that Orochimaru can take over other people's bodies... And Palpatine is no match for a snake but he's a little too old and ugly for Orochimaru's taste, so he just gets killed, not possessed.

[check out other fic ideas in the #made up fic title ask game]

[mutatiio]

if anakin's not gay for ferus then why does he internally comment on his hair so often?? why does he notice how the light reflects off his hair while he's looking at him. why does he mention his hair several times?? why's he gazing at that boy so much??

[bh-52]

Security breach

[authormikamathews]

Why the Blessed babies?

 So I love to read and write, but I don't know if you've noticed but there is a whole lot of blessed babies in media. Superman, Harry Potter, Percy Jackson, Luke and Anakin and Leia. Aliens, Demigods, Wizards, Jedis! So many beings that with minimal effort just overcome and overpower their peers, their enemies and so on. I never got that, understood that...

Where is the power of effort, of hard work? Why are all these main characters blessed and powerful? They earn nothing, they are just the best from the start or near start. Luke became the best jedi with less than a few years of training, unlike all Jedi of the past that needed decades to be anything near powerful. Percy became the best swordsman in centuries without much more than a summer of training. Superman is just overpowered due to the sun so few if any beings are capable of coming near his power in any way... 

I want to see a new wave of media, where we see characters crawling for power, earning it day in and out through trial and triumph. Where losses are lessons and life is a tool to grow. We so rarely get to see that in anything. I try to show it in my own work, but still, it is a something I wish and need to see more often. 

So... yeah!

[rp-partnerfinder]

Searching for someone to rp as dark!obi-wan for my Jedi f!OC, Cameron Allen. Also looking for a KIND Itachi Uchiha for Cameron. The plots will be determined via dms.

I ship m/f chemistry, aka, romantic shipping is not guaranteed. Potential bedroom scenes are fade to black. Cameron's bio can be found on my old rp blog @cameron-allen but her SW background will be explained in DM's.

Must be wiling to rp via Discord. My handle is thegreenone. (with the period).

fandoms: Star Wars, Naruto (franchise)

Age: im 30. please be over 18.

Style: long term with anything from one liners to a few paragraphs. Quality over quantity, just give me something to work with.

Comment, reblog, or DM either here or on Discord if interested, please.

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[hasrct-ay]

Now that I'm reading "Jedi Apprentice: The Rising Force" I've learned one thing so far:

Qui-Gon Jinn, you son of a bitch, you're just like Kakashi Hatake. Thankfully, Obi-Wan doesn't take a no. 😭

"[Qui-Gon] had seen many boys over the years. Time and time again he had gently informed than that they did not have it in them to become a Jedi Knight. He had done it compassionately, and saved them from the difficult struggle of finding out to late. Hadn’t he?"

- chapter 18

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WHEN YOU SEE THIS, SHARE 3 RANDOM LINES FROM 3 WIPS

Omg my feed whyyyyyy

Shisui barely resisted the urge to start laughing, knowing that now was not the time to surrender to hysteria - that way lay an all-out breakdown - but it was so breathtakingly ironic. His speed, his beloved Shunshin, had seen him through countless missions, had literally saved his skin too many times to count. But now… when he was literally at death's door and needed it most, a few minutes out from somewhere, anywhere safe… he couldn't fucking use it.

Shisui’s mouth flattened into a grim line. His stomach clenched, anticipating the blow even before the damning confirmation came. “The Jedi aren't just being drafted… I’m being drafted.”

“Jango! Gev!” Someone barked.

FN didn't slow down, catching the boot the Cadet lashed at his head, and felt indignation crack something in his chest. He was tired, he was hungry, he just wanted one thing to go right and this-this brat was-!

“Stop kicking me! Cadets aren't supposed to kick each other!”

[plasticstarsonthecieling]

I have this bad habit of applying chakra-based abilities to force wielders because apparently the two are the same in my mind. This means that I have to constantly re-write a scene because no, they can’t just stand on the wall. That’s not how the force WORKS Alternatively, I get scenes where obi-wan (standing normally) is talking to anakin (standing on a wall) and either Rex or Cody (who have never seen such a spectacle before) come in and do a double-take because what the fuck

[daedraphantasma]

New video on YouTube showing a few clips from 2022 - 2024 I’m excited for this one !!

[bonkersdrawsalil]

And it by itself bc it’s too small

[rarepears]

Crack your fingers not your neck (possibility of death is rather high)

Kamino is full of fish.

So shouldn't there be a fishman there too? Kisame isn't pleased that he got thrown into some time-space seal - that's what he gets for not watching where he was going in the akatsuki hide out, he supposes - but hey look! There's a lot of strong fighters he can fight with.

And once Kisame cleared through all the strong fighters on that planet - he's not so crass as to demand fights with kids, alright? - he found someone to give him a ride to another planet where he continued tracking down strong fighters and killing them.

And then he finds out about the Jedi Order that's full of master swordsmen, so naturally he has to break into the temple to demand fights.

Mace is... not pleased. Or rather, he wasn't pleased until he ended up getting laid. A lot.

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Kisame did roll around the sheets once with that redhead, but the redhead was so boring, parroting about what he could or could not do in order to set a good example for the kid - all that bullshit about morals and his tedious fighting style that was all about defense - so he moved on quickly to that bald guy.

Bald guy was an excellent choice. One of his best choices, actually.

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Samehada sensed a large chakra presence in the Senate, so one day Kisame wandered into there too, looking for a fight.

And a fight he got.

But the old bastard somehow ended up dropping dead too early, a neck cracking the wrong way somehow. Kisame's pretty sure that that water jujutsu didn't normally do that, but he's also never used it while fighting someone who specialized in lightning like that. A special bloodline technique maybe?

Kisame shrugged and went back to bed. Mace would be up for another round, right?

(RIP Palpatine.)

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