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tench-art · 9 months
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This grandma is 7' and has a minigun
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pileofsith · 3 months
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Part Eleven - Boy Page 2/8 In her defense, she doesn't know he's Force-Sensitive™. Note: text in angle brackets is speech in Utapaun language. The comic is also available here on AO3.
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inquisitorius-sin-bin · 8 months
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Welcome to the Inquisitorius No knowledge is forbidden, but you must take it...
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twinsoulvisionary · 5 months
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Commence: Rebel's Jedi Temple Guard is petitioning entrance into the Rebel Legion!
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Angles from all sides
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kweh-chan · 10 days
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salixalba8 · 8 months
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Star Wars species study (part 2)
(part 1: https://salixalba8.tumblr.com/post/726547884526452736/star-wars-species-study-part-1)
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(Всем пофиг, но из всех видов и цивилизаций Далёкой-Далёкой больше всего мне нравятся Мон Каламари.). [No one cares, but Mon Calamari are my favorite of all the SW species/civilizations.]
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anti-cosmofangirl · 1 year
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Quick fanart of @pileofsith 's "Nameless" webcomic about the Grand Inquisitor; this is their OC Pau'an, Jen June. Go check it out!
Edit: apparently she is not an OC, but is from the scrapped Clone Wars arc about Utapau. But Pileofsith made up the persona of her that I love so credit is needed where credit is due. 🤣
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kirstinetheartist · 1 year
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please zoom in to see the details I am begging you - freed zeltron nips on twitter
Based loosely on Elna Borch’s sculpture 'Death and the Maiden' (1912) Let me know if you can spot any of the other hidden imagery!
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maulfucker · 6 months
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Star Wars oc time part 4!!!! Long grandpa
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oh-three · 6 months
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@inquisitorius-sin-bin @nobody-expects-the-inquisitorius Pau'an model sideview 👀👀
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Hello Wishmonger,
I want to play a naughty game. Before you is a little red gremlin man that calls himself Maul and he has kindly requested a night off from "being in charge" and says you are just the person to make this happen. You have all night to show him a good time. If you don't, nothing will happen d.but your beloved red boy will be sad.
Fuck or die sad. Make your choice.
- Jiggsaw
Beloved, I have never seen Saw but I still understand this ask. (Come to my territory where it's all Blood on Satan's Claw and the Wicker Man and we'll have a chat about the intersection of Dathomir and folk horror.)
But given that I'm outside of the territories of my comfort, let's fuck with that.
Pairing: Inquisitor Reader x Maul (mlm) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Genital Slit, cocksucking, D/s
"Let's make a bargain."
He rolls a tongue across his teeth, the position he's in distasteful: on his knees, absent his saber, weak. Not hopeless, but distasteful. A disgrace to his training. Some fire burns there -- in the realms where defiance still rests. A matter of knowing who's the victor: who gets put in their place. Who enjoys the surrender.
You bear teeth, your feet crossed at the ankles and contemplating the advantages of pressing your toes into the crease where his knees are spread far enough that you might place your instep to his crotch, knowing it would bear weight and he would take It and raise his chin.
The defiant flares with pheromones and heat.
Oh, the zabrak wants to hate it.
But he doesn't.
"What are your terms?" he grounds out.
But you can't help the way your tongue treads across your lips. You can practically taste him. He's begging to be laid out. Prostrate. Adminstered because he requires direction. Can't think for himself. Can't figure out what he desires. So you'll do it for him.
You rise to full height. Your crotch at eye-level. He's clever. He'll get the picture. He was trained well, after all -- under Vader's Master. They're all the same. Well-heeled, but not well-bred.
You're indifferent.
They're all the same after all: a little praise. A little care when they perform correctly. A well-placed "Good boy," when he swallows properly without leaving a drop on his chin.
"Perhaps you should finesse the situation."
But he doesn't understand, so you cup his face. A chin and your forefingers to tip him into the position you want him.
"You won't have to do anything at all, princess. I'll take care of it. I'll take care of you," you tell him as you pull down his lip. Rub your thumb across his teeth. Spear his mouth with your finger.
He's already pulling at the seam of your trousers. Eager to please.
You'll let him.
You'll sigh as he laps at you, his tongue at your slit, and curling around the base of your arousal.
So hungry. So eager.
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“Ignorant” Kit Fisto x Reader Drabble, Star Wars: The Clone Wars
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Relationship: Romantic
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The moment you see him you’re reminded of someone else. 
It’s because of the athletic build, you think. After all, you’ve seen many nautolans over the years that never triggered the memory of that particular one. You’re not even sure why the memory is still so strong. Maybe it was because you had been mildly disappointed when he died. So much potential wasted. 
You study the face of the jedi now striding over to the bar. You lean back in the darkened booth at the corner of the establishment, nursing a drink you won’t bring to your lips. You think it’s possible he could be related to that barbaric creature; force sensitivity tends to cling to bloodlines. 
Yes, the physical resemblance is strong, but the similarities end there. The nautolan speaking smoothly to the bartender is a jedi of calm, disciplined bearing. Nothing like the feral being that was carved to pieces by jedi blades. 
You focus, filtering through the buzz of the nightclub, listen to the jedi’s carefully worded questions. They’re exactly what you expect them to be, given the rather interesting events of last night. 
The jedi’s conversation is fruitless. He’s disappointed, you can sense that, but an air of optimism still hangs over him. His eyes sweep over the room, over the customers painted in the neon of the pulsating lights, most half drunk or high, sly hands passing credits under tables.  
His gaze settles on your partially shadowed form. It lingers for a moment, before he makes up his mind and walks in your direction. 
You sigh. You know he didn’t sense anything; you’re far too careful, but your species tends to catch the curious eye wherever you go. People aren’t used to seeing Pau’ans on Coruscant, especially lurking around in the lower levels. 
Technically, you’re a hybrid, but your heritage is too clearly evident. Too much associated with those features, as though simply because a species can live so many centuries means that every member is a wise advisor. 
“Is this seat taken?” the jedi inquires brightly. 
You tilt your head. Hearing it up close, you think you rather like his voice. It’s pleasing, though it’s hardly the only thing about him that you find appealing…but that’s irrelevant. Talking to a jedi would be irresponsible. If you sulk, and act irritated and drunk enough, you know he’ll end up just passing on by. 
You shake your head and make a loose, welcoming gesture. “No, feel free.” 
He obliges, sliding across from you. “Kit Fisto,” he introduces himself, “And you?”
You smile. “I don’t make a habit of handing out my name so easily, even to a noble jedi.” 
He’s amused. “You don’t find value in exchanging pleasantries?” 
“I still haven’t yet decided if it would worth the effort.”
He laughs. “I’m wounded.”
You shrug. “I’m just being pragmatic. A jedi rarely introduces themselves to strangers without an ulterior motive.” 
There’s a glimmer in his eye as he responds, “Well, unless you happen to know who attacked the Chancellor last night, I think we can put aside any ulterior motives.” 
You raise an eyebrow and smirk slightly. “So this is about pleasure when you’re supposed to be working.” You cross your arms. “I’m afraid you’ve found the wrong girl for that.” 
“I think you misunderstand my intentions,” Kit quickly corrects, “I don’t prefer to rush into things.” 
This surprises you. You frown, noticing the slight somber cast over his aura. “Now this is curious,” you muse, “A jedi who’s a romantic. Seems rather like a sin.” 
“Just need to breathe once in a while,” is his reply, his voice quieter than before. 
It disturbs you that you can’t tell if he’s lying, if maybe he had sensed something and is constructing a ruse to further investigate. Or if he is simply a weary jedi whose code just isn’t quite sustaining him. You’re in the dark, and after so many years it feels so foreign. Vulnerable, ignorant of the truth. 
You lean forward, your face not far from his handsome features, close enough that he can clearly see the perilous sharpness of your fangs. 
“Maybe we can see where tonight leads.” 
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pileofsith · 4 months
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Nameless Part Ten - Break Page 9/9
And... the comic is back after a long hiatus! Refresh your memory of the previous parts here on AO3, it's interesting how 6 months of comic work translates into about 6 minutes of comic reading, hahaha.
Note: text in angle brackets is speech in Utapaun language.
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inquisitorius-sin-bin · 2 months
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Sketch- Utapau'an Dragons
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twinsoulvisionary · 7 months
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Finally finished my cosplay build for RJTG!!!!
Top Picture: Assisting Ashoka! Picture taken by: Ben Jamin Comic Con / on Instagram and Facebook
Bottom Video: Video taken by: Marcia Leeder Video and Photography / https://www.instagram.com/marcialeeder/
All media taken at Fan Expo Toronto, Canada / Friday August 26th, as Star Wars Rebels Jedi Temple Guard cosplay build - completed in full on August 24th 2023.
It was a great time, although I fizzled by the end of the day.
Altogether, this cosplay build has been an 'awesome' experience!
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wookieejamcrew · 1 year
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i wish i had tolkien brain so i could language up a language from a 2 second sound bite because what the hell do i infer from this
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