#nightbrother oc

[vaders-georg]

after an embarrassingly long amount of time letting ideas gel, i’m tentatively announcing lasher’s tattoo map.

the main difficulty was getting something that was evocative of maul, but stopd on its own, and could theoretically adapt well to any of the sw animation styles. i’m happy with where it’s ended up though, it’s been a long, long time coming lol.

(this guy isn’t maul but he is a maul clone. he’s also a minor so keep it normal in the tags)

edit: added watermark & tweaks.

#maul clone oc #ocs #lasher #nightbrother oc #zabrak oc #star wars oc #tattoo map #my art

[eloquentmoon]

━ A Star Wars OC Trio: Montana, Mimi and Vikktor

thank you once again to @kenobiwanx for bringing my OCs to life, you are an amazing artist and i appreciate you so much! they are absolutely perfect, and im so thrilled 🥺 i commissioned gio to paint my three star wars OCs, from left to right: Pantoran Montana "Champagne" Varis, Twi'lek Mimi Mirage and Dathomirian Zabrak Vikktor Wrath! These three rock the Coruscant night scene as Mimi grinds live shows and bar work to make it topside as a performer. Montana helps her secure gigs with her girl boss business skills and clothing designer Vikktor creates custom looks for her. I've had so much fun exploring pop culture in the Star Wars universe through these three. Fun fact: Montana is bi, Mimi is a lesbian and Vikktor is gay. Space pride! 🏳️‍🌈

tagging in case of interest (feel free to ignore): @stardustbee @kimageddon @pumpkinmischief @dukeoftheblackstar @sinisterexaggerator @grinningnexu @elledjarin @agirlunderarock @frogunderarock

#star wars oc #twi'lek oc #twilek oc #pantoran oc #nightbrother oc #nightbrother #zabrak oc #twi'lek #twilek #pantoran #zabrak #dathomirian zabrak #dathormirian #star wars trio #star wars art #star wars #alien oc #alien ocs #gay characters #bisexual #lesbian #gay #space gays #star wars commission #commission #kenobiwanx #eloquentmoon #oc #original character #original characters

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malewife harrow ( @draupnirspear ) with his mansplaining wife dr talzin

#star wars the clone wars #star wars #star wars oc #nightsister #dathomir #nightbrother #zabrak #zabrak oc #nightsister oc #nightbrother oc #harrow mar #dr lillithe talzin #sith #my art #HARROW IS LITERALLY THICCKER THAN A SNICKER LIKE HOLY FUCK male wifeee trOPHY HUSBAND HARROW #lillithe is just so amazed she even gets to be around him #literal trophy husband #she's elon musk and he's a super model

[emo-nick-cage-art]

Meet my new guy, his name is Claw and I love him.

#star wars oc #nightbrother oc #dathomirian #claw #my art #also he’s trans #nightsister magicks bby

[mystoriesmylives]

Profile: Beathan

Beathan

Species: Zabrak

Gender: Male

Height: 6'3

Skin Colour: Orange

Eyes: Sea foam Green

Homeworld: Dathomir

Voice Actor: Winston Duke

Affiliation: Night brothers of Dathomir, Crimson dawn Syndicate

Personality and Traits: Loyal, caring, a little high strung in stressful situations. Like music. Expert with staff and spear weapons.

Background: Originally known as Ire, he changed his name while on his adventures with Onora Prime,who he was assigned to protect by Lord Maul. Her companionship and kindness has give him confidence in his skills and his autonomy.

@eyecandyeoz @justalittletomato @kimageddon @stardustbee @maelove21 @gran-maul-seizure @a-dorin @herbalina-of-yesteryear @kotic-kryptid

#star wars oc #clone wars #zabrak oc #beathan #star wars #rebels #bellflower series #nightbrother oc

[touchtoneteleclonewars]

MODS ASLEEP POST ZABRAK OC (SHE/THEY) her name is Heartless and she started as a joke abt dathomir beauty standards and now she is my girlboss little meow meow. she is eye searingly bright red on purpose and probably paints her horns to be gold like that. they left dathomir on a cargo ship that stopped for emergency repairs and ended up on coruscant where they make a living by working odd jobs and doing fashion design in her spare time. kind of a film noir femme fatale-esque type energy about her. she is important to me (also she's alive in the prequels era lol, the legacy crossover is just a silly self indulgent thing i drew)

#my stuff #star wars #heartless #zabrak oc #nightbrother oc #star wars oc #eyestrain

[maulofdathomir]

Meet my OC, Harsh Nalza! He is a Nightbrother and a Force-adept, born shortly before the rise of the Empire. Not pictured here, he has a rancor amulet infused with Dathomiri magik, which he wears as a necklace.

Notable Force abilities: Animal bond, mind control, Force healing

Virtues: Caring, resourceful, resilient, perceptive, devoted

Vices: Anger, obstinance, resentful, temperamental, overprotective

When Harsh turned five years old, his elder brother, Ire, carried him to the shrine of the Winged Goddess in the heart of the Dathomiri jungle. In the tradition of the Nightbrothers, Ire sacrificed a lamb to the Goddess and painted over Harsh’s tattoo’s with the lamb’s blood. In return, the Goddess would offer Harsh protection, health, and strength.

Harsh and Ire returned from the jungle to find their village massacred. Battle droids were scattered among the bodies of their brothers. The Nightbrothers had fought to the last man, to the last child, but General Grievous and the droid army’s devastation was complete.

The brothers attempted to remain on Dathomir, but Dathomir is a hostile planet, and the brothers were too young, weak, and inexperienced to survive on their own. Ire, 12 years old at the time, decided that they’d leave their secluded planet and try to make a life for themselves in the galaxy at large. They were soon captured by criminals and sold into slavery.

They were first owned by the Hutts, but were then sold to work on the Imperial slave world of Despayre, where the first Death Star was constructed. Ire did his best to protect and educate Harsh, teaching him how to read and write, about the Force and how to use it, and about Dathomir – its culture, history, and magik.

On Despayre, Harsh’s connection to the Living Force grew. Despayre is a world of jungles, rivers, and seas, and its flora and fauna are as hostile as the lifeforms on Dathomir – thorned and poisonous, fanged and venomous. Harsh learned how to connect with the planet’s dangerous flora and fauna. It was perhaps this ability to connect with the Living Force that led Harsh to develop Force healing abilities, which he would use on fellow slaves and injured wildlife.

But the brutal conditions of Harsh’s life have made him susceptible to the dark side. He increasingly draws upon it, and has learned how to use it to manipulate and control people’s minds.

When Harsh was 12 years old, Ire was killed by an Imperial slave master. Shortly after, Harsh was sold to an Imperial coaxium mine on Kessel. Ire’s murder has pushed Harsh into an increasingly unstable, angry, and dark state. Months after arriving on Kessel, Harsh lashed out and used the Force to kill two  guards. Some wookies aided his escape, but Harsh is now alone and on the run. The Inquisitors hunt him, and the Emperor has found himself amused by the possibility of having another Nightbrother assassin...

#my oc #my art #star wars oc #zabrak #zabrak oc #nightbrother #nightbrother oc #dathomir #star wars #my art isnt great but i wanted to share him #hes gonna meet maul at some point #as it stands Harsh believes he is the only surviving nightbrother #harsh nalza

[daphne-dreamcatcher]

I am a fucking GENIUS

Ifn anyone is having some trouble creating designs for a Zabraki/Nightbrother, try a Snowflake Creation Site/App. This shit is 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🤌✨✨✨

#MODERN PROBLEMS REQUIRE MODERN SOLUTIONS #zabraki #zabrak #star wars #zabrak oc #nightbrother #nightbrother oc #dathomir #the clone wars #TCW

[lockwood-art]

trying to figure out tattoos for praz with this lil back studyyyy 🫣🫣

#praz #star wars oc #my art #star wars #zabrak #dathomirian #nightbrother #drifters

[vaders-georg]

remember the "galaxy of adventures outro, but make it oc" things i did a couple years ago? i redid it for my oc lasher (orange) and did one my friend @heartless-zabrak 's oc cruor (indigo)! z also did the textures on cruor's c:

#maul clone oc #cruor #nightbrothers #darth maul #star wars oc #mandalorians #HI why did this sit in my drafts for like. a year. i don’t even remember why #chatter #my art

[maulfucker]

Yeah yeah jedi Maul au we've all seen him. But what about senator Maul au. Representing Dathomir, a neutral world like Mandalore that is still somewhat hostile to outsiders. Wearing fancy clothes that show a bit too much skin for the cold climate of Coruscant. Falling in hate at first sight with Padmé, the only other senator who brings a gun to the senate floor "just in case". The two of them having a weird rivalry because Maul doesn't trust the Jedi and is neutral in a lot of subjects that Padmé is a vocal defender of.

#hm i should make an original post tag #maul #darth maul #padmé #<- she gets tagged too because she is very in my thoughts as i imagine this #sorry i watched the phantom menace bonus dvd and all the making of stuff made me Think #i want to put maul in fancy clothes and situations #he still votes with padmé in a lot of stuff btw. he just refuses to defend it out loud #because first of all he has his pride #second of all he's not here to speak for himself like all those selfish old men he's here on behalf of the tribes of dathomir #dathomir would probably have a lot more senators than the average world i think. since the tribes are not all unified #so maul would be like. the talzin clan and/or nightbrothers' senator. possibly the only male in the dathomir delegation #and more connected to the dathomir magics and martial arts than to sith philosophy #he'd probably hate both sith and jedi also. they're both freaks who worry too much about light and dark #also. this is half very similar to thoughts i have about an (unrelated) oc i have so i dont want to put this on the main post but also. #he'd probably have a lot of 'fans' who love him for his voice and looks instead of his politics #and i Knoww padmé has fans too. because she is a fashion icon. and very charismatic #so can you imagine. the hot politician fandom drama. #sorry i love creating stupid imaginary internet drama #this and my obimaul begrudging tumblr mutuals who hate each other au. i love creating virtual Situations #senator maul au

[uvanym]

/slinks in Hello! I love your art, and I’m dying to hear more about Ire if you have anything you’d like to share! He has such a cool design & premise I just keep thinking about him haha

the character referenced is from this post

hi!! thank you so much! :') i'm so happy you like him, i was reluctant to post anything about him initially but i'm really glad i did— i have an embarrassing amount of thoughts on him, given how briefly he's existed in my mind:

he was the first child of Kycina (Maul's mom in legends, which is my default canon), she had Ire when she was pretty young (maybe 18-20) but although she grew attached to the male child and loved him, she let him be raised by his village. he was cared for communally, as well as by his father for a short period of time.

was really excited when Kycina had Savage, because he finally had a little brother! he was a teenager when Savage was born, but took on the role of Savage's primary caretaker for as long as he was alive and Savage took after him in a lot of ways. he'd often play with the boy and encourage him to come out of his shell with mixed results, but the most relaxed and carefree Savage was, was when he was with Ire.

just like with Savage, the birth of Maul and Feral was a very happy occasion for Ire— he fully expected to raise all three of them with the help of his village and took on a fatherly role for them, however briefly for Maul and Feral. he put everything he had into ensuring life for his little brothers was easy and good (as good as it can be for a nightbrother): he put extra effort into hunting so his brothers could eat well, he played with them and quietly sang them to sleep, he took on more responsibility and always did more for their sake. i think at some point the line between 'older brother' and 'father figure' blurred.

reasonably protective of his brothers, but not overbearing like Savage would grow to be. on some level it was due to his lack of concern for the future, and him being prone to trusting too easily (which i wouldn't say is necessarily him being naive, but more the idea that no one he knows could intentionally mean him and his brothers any harm) as well as his easygoing and carefree attitude.

extremely scary if he thinks you mean his brothers harm, though. the shift in his mood is immediate and on the rare occasion he feels threatened or he loses his patience (almost never, and never with his brothers) you'll absolutely be aware that you've crossed a line. few have ever pushed him past his limits because he's so nice and doesn't get in anyone's way.

was kind of a blueprint for Savage regarding his behavior (Savage remembers Ire best, while Feral could remember just his face or his voice, and Maul probably remembers even less), in the exact opposite way of what you might assume: Ire was carefree, so after his death Savage grew up to be tense and closed off; Ire's protectiveness rubbed off on Savage but it made him overbearing bordering on paranoid— his logic being that if Ire did all these things and still died, Savage would have to double down to make sure Maul and Feral were alive and safe, so he was obsessively watchful over them. (later just Feral, who was all Savage had in the end.)

exceptionally skilled at clothesmaking and weaving, and wood carving (which he taunt to Savage as well, but Savage was less talented in it). his free time, when not occupied with caring for his brothers alongside the frequent visits from Kycina, was spent practicing his skills and making clothes, blankets, tapestries, and toys for his brothers and a few for his mother. he used to make Savage all his toys, which would later pass to Maul briefly, then to Feral after Maul was taken by Sidious; and after Feral grew older they were given to some of the younger boys in the village. Savage kept a few of them as a way to remember Ire. Kycina occasionally wore some of the clothes her eldest son made, but she rarely had the liberty of wearing anything other than nightsister garb — Ire never held it against her, though.

good singing voice, too; but he didn't have a lot of practice with anything other than lullabies and folk songs accompanied by one instrument. he taught a lot of them to Savage, and would sing to Maul and Feral too— Feral might remember his voice and his face, but Maul would probably remember even less.

Ire really, really wanted children of his own one day. he had names picked out and everything; and would've been happy even if he had a daughter who would not be allowed to live with him but would be raised with the nightsisters: Ire's belief was that seeing this hypothetical child just once would've been enough, no matter how much he wanted to raise them.

when he was chosen to take part in the selection, Ire calmed and consolled little Savage, who was too young to understand what the nightsister wanted from Ire and the other nightbrothers but knew it was dangerous. Ire assured his little brother that he'd be fine and promised he'd be back by morning, lightheartedly asking Savage to keep an eye on Maul and Feral until then, who were still babies. Ire was killed during one of the challenges and never made it back home, breaking his promise. it was only when his body was retrieved for the funerary rites that Savage found out what happened and had trouble accepting the reality of his brother's death due to his young age and the traumatic manner of his death. he did insist on helping with preparing for the funeral, though, which wasn't common for a boy so young but Viscus reluctantly allowed it.

Ire was the only brother that Talzin didn't know of. Kycina was shaken by her eldest son's death, and it was the catalyst to giving away Maul to Sidious so he wouldn't have to live in slavery and grow up knowing he could be murdered any day without warning.

#nightbrother oc #zabrak oc #oc tag #ire #enmitypark #ask #thank you for this btw <3 i always enjoy rambling about him #ask hcs

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harrow ( @draupnirspear ) and lillithe would make the most adorable cub

#dathomir #zabrak #nightbrother #star wars #star wars oc #star wars the clone wars #zabraki #zabrak oc #nightbrother oc #nightsister oc #harrow mar #dr Lillithe talzin #a design for both a dathomir raised child and a non-datho raised zab #lillithe would not care for tattooing their child... she'd only do it if harrow wanted to keep up the tradition #she herself famously doesn't have the nightsister tattoos #low key wanna name him twilight or dusk because of his skin colours #my art

[biomechanical-quinn]

"I've recently found out there's a whole planet of these hunks. Take me to Dathomir, please."

#nightbrother #zabrak #dathomir #star wars roleplay #oc roleplay #casual rp

[justalittletomato]

The Swamps

@lune-de-miel-au-paradis @gran-maul-seizure @patchiefrog @pixiestookourstardust @by-the-primes @stardustbee @apocalypticwafflekitten @storm89 @dukeoftheblackstar @any59 @hannagoldworthy

Nightbrother headcanons and a bit of the tomato family

Summers on Dathomir were hot, the villages blazing in the summer sun. By mid-year they would empty as the Nightbrother retreated to the swamps and forests. 

Even here there was sticky heat, it wafted in the air and settled for hours on end. Even as the day stretched on and late into the night it would not falter. Dozing away for some rest with the sounds of the swamp loud as can be. The swamp's chirps, croaks, and songs grew louder as the moon rose. The swamp babbled under the stilts and platforms of the makeshift sheds where the nightbrothers called their camp. 

In the hours before the sun broke out a band of nightbrothers awoke from their light slumber. The olders did what they could to help raise the youngest from sleep while the others put supplies into the boats. 

Tried as they might the accompanying little nightbrother head bobbed slightly as they pushed off from the dock. 

“Wake up little one or you’ll miss the first catch.” One brother shook the youngest shoulder. The little one rubbed the last remnants of sleep from his eyes, “Hope its a big one” his tummy rumbled. 

The brothers laughed, a nightbrothers stomach was never full. A biscuit was handed to the little one to help settle his growling belly. 

As the boat moved through the swamp the traps were visited, each latched onto the trees whose roots were sunk into the deep waters. With a practiced hand of many a summer in the swa,ps the traps were flipped onto the boat. Like many a nightbrother before him, a little one would either laugh or squeal at the sight of the catch. 

Dathomir’s crawfish also affectionately called mudbugs were a bright blue and speckled. Many a nightborther would also tell you they could pack quite a pinch. Oh to be a small nightbrother once more and recall thier first run-in with an angry mudbug. 

The youngest of the fishing boat licked his lips at the sight of the mudbug dropping onto the boat. “Well go on now, sort them” an older chided him. 

The little nightbrother set to it. Sorting apart the large mudbugs from the scaly and silvery stray minnows who found their way in the trap. Tossing to the side the dead ones and resisting the temptation to pick a lively one and give it a good crunch. 

“No, you don’t little one” The large mudbug in his hand snatched away, “That’s for the boil you greedy thing. Come on now we have more traps to get and rebait” 

Another nightbrother reached into one of the baskets and tied a piece of catfish. A looked over catch, much more for reckless sport than taste and plenty good to cut up for bait. The little nightbrother watched as the trap was set back in place and off they were once more to the next trap. 

As the little nightbrother reached out for the next trap bobbing as they reached closer, a hand stopped him. A finger pointing outwards, among the water plants eyes unblinking among the stilled waters, 

A shudder ran through him. 

A growl, a roar, jawns gnashing down. The swamps of Dathomir had its dangers like the rest of the planet, no area was free of it. 

The mudbugs were hauled over to the awaiting group of brothers, a trio of little ones immediately poking and prodding the creatures, yelping at getting pinched and shooed off by the elders for the ruckus. The mudbucks were brought to the large pot that had been set to boil as the brothers had left to go fishing. Already a wonderful smell wafted over the camp. The little nightbrother glanced at the fat pots about the area. Plenty of flavoring to give to the boil. He did make a face that the slimy vegetables were also being put in. 

“Don't fuss, it's traditional.” 

“There better be corn” the child muttered. 

Corn, root vegetables, and the crawfish burst with flavor and spice. Bright blue shells were tossed away in piles as the brothers dug into the feast. Each went to sleep with a bellyful. 

Summer in the swamps were a fond memory, “We will be back next summer” the little one is reminded as the camps were closed up as the first breezes of autumn came, soon they would leave for the mountains and the villages once more. 

The little brother watched the swamp disappeared from view. He looked up the red sky, in the distance he could see a ship. 

One. Two. Three. 

A ship on Dathomir must be a miscalculated landing.

The adults and elders spoke to one another in hushed tones. The little brother just stared up curious as the ships got closer and closer.   

—--

 Savage had said summers were for retreating to the swamps. 

From the looks of the sheds there had been no one here in some time. Boats covered in moss and pots covered in dust. 

Maul readied himself for its ghosts. Laughter, chiding, hums of songs he did not know, the smell of a spicy stew, and the nights with never-ending song. It was not like the villages they had gone through. 

Screams, shots and blaster fire. There was no darkness here…

“Careful,” Starlight had tugged Cress and Aster from the water. The twins had licked thier lips seeing the little mudbugs hide away into the shore. 

Maul walked over and reached into the water, he didn't wince at the pinch and pulled up a mudbug. Aster’s little hand immediately tried to snatch it away. 

“No you don’t” he chided her, “That’s for the boil you greedy little thing” 

Savage’s little ones poked their heads out of the large boil pot, as thier buir looked in, “It's a tad too big for us, but it's still good.”  

Aster had snatched up mudbug before her buir could stop her. “Looks like you know what to do.” 

—-

The swamp welcomed them as the moon rose, the sounds lulling the little ones asleep. Bellies full from their feast. Their buirs listened to the nightbrothers as they sang. 

 Hums from years past slipped past Maul’s lips as Savage recalled the songs. 

They would take the boats in the morning and set bait, but for now they would be with the summer night.

#star wars #star wars oc #baby tomato #darth maul #maul #dad!maul #dathomirian #nightbrother #nightbrother culture #nightbrother headcanons

[exile-of-dathomir]

The mysterious tooka trots up to the café again a little later, but doesn't try to open the door again. The tag on its collar catches the light as it stretches out by a window, peering curiously inside, and then trots off again, leaving a few shed cream and pink hairs behind.

[It's the busiest time of day, lunch hour, and Feral is whipping out drinks three at a time. The bakery case looks like it's been mauled. There's no nut-based creamer anywhere in the building, and all the nemoidians are mad about it.]

[It is amidst this chaos, between matcha latte for a twi'lek and a nubian fog for a weequay, that a glint catches his eye. Feral is, after all, a hunter born and bred. He can't help but freeze, pupils dilating, muscles tensing.]

[Like a frozen moment in time he catches sight of the adorable little fuzz ball from the other day as it stretches in the window sill. He blinks, and it's already trotting away... what terrible timing! He can't even go try and tempt it in with a bit of food, because the door just opened and three more people joined the queue.]

[Feral shakes himself and refocuses, caught back up in the daily lunch rush. Next time, he hopes, he'll be less busy...]

#nightbrother feral #twin moons cafe #star wars roleplay #star wars rp #star wars role play #rp blog #sw rp #role play #welcome in ☕ #zabrak #dathomirians off dathomir #dathomir #nightbrother #nightbrothers #coffee shop au #open door rp #ask box is always open #oc roleplay #roleplay blog #roleplay #rp #check pinned post for rp info #star wars #gffa #tcw