#sohlie

[padmeanddorme]

I believe that if the Amidala-Skywalker’s lived happily ever after…

Part 1 by Padmé.2008 😊

Anakin and Padmé would have Leia’s middle name be Shmi Sabé while they would ensure Luke’s middle name would be Jinn Ruwee as they wanted to honour significant people in their life. Ahsoka, Sola, Obi, Fives, Ono, Rex, Satine, Teckla, Bail, and Mina would be the other name options.

Padmé would fall pregnant with one more child once the twins were at least 5 years old. Anakin would first insist their baby be called Angel. Padmé adored the meaning behind the gorgeous name but the two would ultimately decide against the name Angel as it would feel bizarre if their child possessed the same name as Anakin’s term of endearment for Padmé. What name do you feel would suit their child? I feel as if a name rooted in Nabooian folklore would be a fabulous fit.

Cody would be internally freaking out whenever he pictured Leia and Luke as toddlers, hence he prayed each day and night that they would harbour more of their mother’s qualities. He did not want to deal with another reckless, melodramatic and whiny Skywalker.

Rex would be pestered by a six-year-old Leia constantly, with her endless questions making Rex feel as if he would age a hundred years within one day. Little Leia would badger Rex about how she demanded he teach her how to fire a blaster every few days. Also, Leia would beg Rex to deliver her a pet tooka.

Luke would be a shy mama’s boy who would convince his mother to visit Yoda at least once a month. Yoda had decided to relocate to Dagobah, despite there being no terrifying threats like the Sith, so he could create his favourite meals and snicker while he forced others to try it. Padmé would always hesitantly agree to visit Yoda on one condition; Luke would help her convince Yoda that they would not be consuming rootleaf stew, yarum seeds, mushrooms spores, sohli bark or any of the revolting delicacies of Dagobah.

[artofmerm]

I’m writing a comic! So I’ve drawn a lot this past week, but it’s all been world building/character designing 😅 For now, enjoy this little doodle dump of some of my characters! Better stuff next week 🔥 . . . . . . . . . #doodledump #sketchdump #doodle #colorsketch #ocart #oc #hahli #oxid #sohlie #straj #liyca #ocdoodle #lgbtart #digitalart #art #illustration #digitaldoodle #digitalillustration #artist #artofmerm #mariam #mariamhaidar https://www.instagram.com/p/CMFpvfAlSnQ/?igshid=1ke8d9ze4b6k9

[lizzei-a]

@sohlis​   :   starter for josie.

“   she’s   having   us   meet   him.   ”   the   blonde   had   ears   everywhere,   making   sure   she   stayed   aware   of   everything   happening   around   her   whether   it   was   for   a   positive   or   negative   outcome.   students   spotting   their   returned   headmaster   was   spotted   kissing   some   man   in   the   square?   those   rumors   spread   like   wildfire.   without   hesitation,   hunting   down   the   woman   whose   name   carries   so   much   weight   to   her   legacy,   confronting   her   with   the   revelation   of   who   this   new   partner   is.   [   she   didn’t   believe   in   love   by   any   means,   but   there   was   that   sliver   of   hope   that   her   parents   would   be   together   again   and   make   their   home   feel   whole   again.   ]   “   i   would   rather   sit   with   emma   and   talk   about   my   daddy   and   mommy   issues   than   meet   that   pillock.   i’m   not   going.   ”

[jesstanleys]

jessica              is              a              pulse.        that  shaking,    half  -  erratic  energy  of  a  child  given  a  gun              (              it  fits  her  like  an  extension  of  the  arm,    a  fingertip,    the  nail  twisted  into  a  bullet              ).       the  cold  weight  of  it  has  turned  warm  with  her  sweat,   tongue  tucked  into  her  cheek,     poised  above  the  shaking  beast.     she  looks  remarkably  human   ;   what  is  a  beast  if  not  a  human  twisted?   the  lake  image  of  a  human,  the  reflection  warped  by  water  and  sunlight.   JESSICA  RELEASES  A  BREATH.     a  gun  was  her  first  toy,    the  blaze  of  hatred  her  salvation.

❝   you’re  going  to  die  here.    ❞     the  gun  sags  in  her  hand,  the  sweat  making  it  too  slick  to  grip  at.   rain  has  begun  around  them,   a  light  drizzle,   as  the  moon  bursts  to  life  behind  them.   the  fae  -  forest  is  silvery  and  brutal,   alight  with  the  flame  of  moonlight,   its  cool  glare  a  judgemental  mother.    ❝   someone’s  already  injured  you,   haven’t  they?    ❞    @sohlis​

[rebkahsarchive]

❛ ❛         so       what's       the       point       of       talking       if       you're       not      𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐       your       mind?        ❜ ❜

STARTER CALL     …        &    @sohlis​  :  !        𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑     𝚌𝚞𝚙     by     mom    jeans

[heroicis-archived]

❝     will     you     forgive     my     soul     when     you’re     too     wise     to     trust     me     and     too     old     to     care     ?     ❞

@sohlis​     liked     for     a     lyric   -   based     starter     !

[hysteriaes]

send ❔ and i’ll list a couple muses that i’d like to throw at yours!   // @sohlis​

- davina claire + prudence blackwood - davina claire + sabrina morningstar - johanna mason + peeta mellark - astoria greengrass + pansy parkinson

[vespertinum]

meme:   nonverbal starters. sohlis said:   cherry, find blood on them  /  heidi.

the crowded airport was a part of heidi’s plan, and louis had been far too eager to play a part in her ploy to bring humans back with them to volterra.   never hunt within the walls, a rule louis often struggled with.   quite like everything else that would deny him whatever he wanted, louis struggles with turning down an impromptu human snack before their flight.   truly, he had been being self-indulgent, in a constant state of picking choices that might lead to something more interesting—or dangerous.

louis, made to test patience as he is, leans forward to brush his thumb over the curve of heidi’s mouth to wipe away a droplet of blood.   to an outsider it looks as if he might whisper sweet nothings into her ear as he hovers, canting his head down and bringing his thumb to his lips to lick away the red.   he’s grinning like a schoolboy by the end, chuckling knowingly, daringly into her ear.   no human had the eyesight—or the attention span—to notice the blood left from her meal and louis knew it.   he had no doubt she would, too.   “forgive me,” he says, shifting on his feet as he glances sideways at her.   he knows well that she would never hesitate to break a few of his bones, but never with so many humans left as witnesses.

he’s cheating and he knows it.  

“you were wearing your dinner.”

@sohlis 

[fangedwitch]

❝                 have     you     always     enjoyed     playing     quidditch     ?     i     enjoy     watching     the     games,     but     i     could     never     play     myself.     not     only     am     i     awful     at     getting     my     broom     to     cooperate     with     me,     i     have     a     terrible     discomfort     when     it     comes     to     heights.                  ❞

starter      for      @sohlis​​

[thornribs]

@sohlis​      (    hayley  marshall    )      ♡

❛ ❛      the    most    fun    things    in    life    are    by    far    the    messiest.      ❜ ❜

[punskill-a]

/        sohlis        :

“    besides    ,    i    can    just    tell    something’s    wrong    .    my    spider    sense    is    tingling    .    ”

[blaesus]

drunk :   my  muse  takes  care  of  your  muse  while  they  are  in  a  drunken  state.                   ft.    @sohlis     &    /    astoria    greengrass.

he’s   buzzed,    his   head   feels    light    but    unlike    most    people,    he    knows   when   to   stop.   as   much    as   he   relishes   in    the   sensation   that   washes   over   him    as    he   gulps   the    intoxicating    liquid,     the   fire   running    down   the   back   of   his   throat,    he   knows    he’ll    regret    it    in    the    morning.    he    also    knows    that     she    will    also.      their   mutual    friend,    the    platinum    haired    git,    is    nowhere   to    be    seen    and    has   left    them    both    to    their    devices    but    now    he    realises   that    is   a   ill-thought   idea   because   as   much    as   blaise’s    self   control    is   well-built,    his   control    over    anyone    else    isn’t    so    much.    dark    hues    glance   sideways,    concern    written    in    his    brows.        ❝      are   you    okay?    ❞  

[artofmerm]

 “Beyond the Seaside”, a small project I did in December 2020. I was trying to practice techniques in comic making and story telling. :)

[70tharc]

❝    i guess i’m 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐂𝐊 with me.  ❞

@sohlis​​​    liked.   *   𝚓𝚘𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗.

[nogoodmox]

ASUKA

[heroicis-archived]

@sohlis​    said    →    ❝   i’m    going    alone.   ❞

𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭     𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭     𝐡𝐢𝐦     𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐬     𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧     𝐰𝐡𝐨     𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭     𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰     𝐡𝐨𝐰     𝐭𝐨     𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧     into     his     life     ?     headstrong,     fiery,     stubborn     women     that     seemingly     have     a     death     wish     they     are     SEEKING     a     signature     for.     he     would     willingly     throw     himself     headfirst     into     gun     fire     where     all     of     the     bullets     were     wooden.     but     he     deserves     it.     he     deserves     to     feel     wood     penetrating     his     flesh,     to     feel     the     murderous     blood     in     his     veins     stop     flowing     through     his     body.     but     davina     is     still     young,     pure,     void     of     irreversible     sin.     she     doesn’t     live     and     breathe     to     end     the     lives     of     others.     ❝     don’t     be     ridiculous,     darling.     ❞     his     voice     still     flows     to     his     natural     tone,     but     his     face     is     twisted     in     a     worried     expression               (               he     does     not     like     to     voice     his     concern     aloud,     that’s     when     people     get     hurt     ...               ).