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Feeling more and more consideration and affection for them.
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temerestercore · 1 year
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shapelytimber · 5 months
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Back with y2k star wars babyyyy
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[COMMISSIONS]
Ok I could not resist drawing them again- so I suffered and drew the second pair of demonia in my life for y2k maul. What would I not do for her
Btw here is a link to the first illu that started this
Process below vvv
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This is the direct to vhs sequel to the og drawing gllhkgkjkgkgkk
PS : one day I'll do a reference sheet for my specific maul tattoo designs- It will make my life so much more easier
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weregonnabecoolbeans · 2 months
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Petition for hondo ohnaka to be put in the live action shows
Except instead makeup on an actor he’s made of shitty cgi…like jar jar binks prequel level cgi
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togruta anakin design because @tranakin-skywalker put the idea in my head bc their art is lovely and i will never stop thinking about it.
so i based him off of several different desert lizards, bc tranakin made some great points abt the skywalkers having been on tatooine for several generations already, so adaptations would have started to occur. and i ran with that concept.
lizards i used for reference:
-texas horned devil [lizard]
-armadillo lizard
-spike-crested lizard
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heavenly96 · 3 months
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Would you believe me if I told you Kit Fisto was one of my favorite Jedi? This dude who had his ass handed to him in 3 seconds flat by Palpatine? Yeah, that guy.
Also, wow, this type of hard lighting is difficult.
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ishipgenfics · 1 year
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You and Your Human: Part 3
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You do not know where you are.
To be fair, you have not known where you are for a very long time, but this is a different kind of uncertainty. This room looks different from your old one. Last you remember, there were alarms ringing through the air and you were curled up into a ball trying to ignore the rumbling in your stomach because no one had come in so long--
You shove the memories down. You have always been good at that, even before your abduction, although never to this degree.
You get up, shakily. You have been left water, and down it eagerly. You are glad to have it, but its presence is a bad sign. If they want you to get your strength back, it means more tests are coming up. It may mean they want you to fight, which you really aren't in the mood for.
You push yourself up to your feet, ignoring your shaking limbs. You can let yourself be weak if you ever get out. For now, you need to put on a show of force. If they ever think they don't need to fear you anymore...
You pace the perimeter of your new room, tapping on the walls as you go. No cracks, no weaknesses. You didn't really think there would be, but you had to check.
... you can't hear anything. Or well, that isn't true, you can hear the shaky sound of your own breathing, your footsteps on the stainless steel floor, but you can't actually hear anything outside of your cell. And that's weird.
There's always noise. The sound of screams, the clash of metal against metal, crying, sobbing. There has never been anything like this, this cold unearthly silence. You shiver.
As you sit in your cell, with nothing else to do, you begin to wonder what happened. The ship crashed. You are fairly certain of that, unless it was some sort of trick-- but no. You have agreed to take the world at face value, lest you go mad.
So. The ship crashed. No one came for a long time. You assumed they were all dead. You assumed you too would die.
... is that why its so quiet? Are they all dead? Did the alarms finally run out of power?
Except no, that doesn't make sense either, because if they're all dead, how on... wherever you are would you be in another room?!
You bury your head in your hands.
You are bored. It has been days and each time you fall asleep, food and water appear in your cell. None of it has been drugged, and most of it has been edible, which is good, but you have seen no one.
You know you sound like an entitled prick-- complaining about being bored while on an alien shapeship-- but at least the experiments made sense. You knew what to expect. Those days where you were sure you were going to die forgotten in your cell were worse that any test the aliens could come up with, and you really don't want to go back to them. Even if you do have food now.
You start talking. Just to the air. Back when you were capable of acting like a normal human being, you would have been worried that this made you seem crazy, but you really could not give a damn anymore.
You recite snippets of books and movies, and then, when you run out of those, you just talk. About anything and everything.
Sometimes you could almost swear someones listening.
Some time later, out of the corner of your eye, you see a small fuzzy head poke into the doorway. You heart stops.
"Hello?" you say.
"Hello?" the alien calls back. You warn your frantic heart not to get its hopes up. It's probably just mimicking you, like a parrot. There's no reason to be excited.
But then it keeps talking.
"Okay?" it says. "I speak some. Not past, so couldn't speak you-me. Can now. So, okay?"
You just stared, stunned. The alien pronounces words strange-- buzzing its ses and clicking its ces, and it hesitates over each word, but it is speaking to you. Speaking English.
It has been so, so long.
The alien's ears twitch. They are tall and bristly. Like a rabbit. You had a friend who had a pet rabbit, a long time ago. "Go?"
"No!" You are shocked by the levels of desperation in your voice. Only a week ago, you would have given anything for the aliens to leave you alone. But now...
"Alone... bad for humans? Or you? Or three?"
You think through how to phrase this in a way the rabbit alien will understand. "Yes. Much alone bad. Much alone makes little alone worse."
The rabbit alien swishes its tail once, firmly. "I will stay."
You talk to the rabbit alien often. It is different from the gem aliens. It talks to you like you are a sentient being, rather than an experiment. It never runs tests. Sometimes it lets you out of your cell.
You are certain you are on a different ship. No one on the other ship would ever be this kind.
You like this alien. It is your alien now. You decided this, and so it is true. You have not told your alien this because you don't want to scare it away, but you think it feels the same. You have caught it referring to you as its human when it mumbles under its breath.
Your alien shows you how to unlock the door to your cell. You are no longer a prisoner here, it seems. Strange, to be trusted after only a few short weeks. You can't say it's something you're used to.
Your alien also might be a criminal, because the ship you are on was clearly not made for it. It is small, and it has trouble reaching things. The ship the gem aliens on was definitely built for them so... your alien might have stolen a ship?
Eh. You don't care. From how the gem aliens acted, your existence is probably illegal.
You get out of the ship for the first time into a grassy area surrounded by mountains. It is beautiful, but your alien seems to be... upset. You don't like that. Your alien should not be upset. But it is making whimpering noises and its breaths are halted and shuddering as it tries to explain things to you.
You kneel down to the ground, heedless of the way the dew on the grass seeps into your pant legs and wrap your arms around your alien. It leans its head into your shoulder.
As you feel your aliens pitter-patter heartbeat against your neck, you think to yourself that it is a damn good thing your alien's crew will never meet you.
Hell hath no fury like a human scorned.
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Madara - konoha founder version, new intro from the chinese mobile game
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inquisitor-apologist · 9 months
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Just rewatched aotc and honestly I’m in awe of how good the aliens looked especially in comparison to 2023 Star Wars aliens
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sporkandpringles · 3 months
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Been thinking a lot lately about how Voyager could have used more recurring characters, but how difficult that is with the fact that Voyager does not stay in the same place for very long, and it's making me think that the Temporal Cold War might have made a better Voyager plot than an ENT one.
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temerestercore · 1 year
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queenamidalas · 3 months
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when in rome
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revanisadumbass · 2 months
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Cold but nonetheless correct take: Hera looks better in Squadrons than she does in Ahsoka.
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phoenixyfriend · 8 months
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if anakin accidentally parthenogenesis’ed and laid Eggy… and then… didn’t want to give Eggy away… I guess… you could say… I mean, surely SOMEONE would make the joke. About how… well. He’s usually pretty *broody*, but this just takes the cake
(because… because the term brooding comes from how hens get SUPER BITCHY when they have Eggs To Sit On. Is he actually brooding? Maybe, maybe not. Is he ever going to live this down? Hell no)
Context: Egg-Laying Anakin
I feel like I need to go hunt out the Brooding Sasuke post lmao
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spiritshaydra · 9 months
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OH YEAH FORGOT TO POST THIS HERE
Anyways I made a quick more up to date headshot thingie of my angsty lizard girlie for her Art Fight bio, because the way I draw Kaleesh kinda changed a little since I last made her ref sheet 😭
Man I should draw her more :(
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