First (top) vs last (bottom) drawing of my OC Rutha
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cipher nine to commander
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OC Revamp!
In celebration of me renewing all my main SWTOR Refs, I wanna do a before-after kind of thing :D
Left: old, Right: New
Qupoq, who now looks cute af in their outfit.
Haz, who never had a ref before 😔👊
Juc, who went back to his original outfit after many tries and errors.
Shaku, our queen
Dorgoi went from angy to softbrak
Rukrai, gremlin boy
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agent wip
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in my head the star wars equivalent of tswift is some human woman named tay’lor spiff or something and her stans are losing their minds over theories that she’s secretly a jedi singing about the horrors of war, even though she’s from a neutral system that hasn’t seen so much as a moral panic in 50 years
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Imperial agent Korvo
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There were some complications early on in their cooperation.
And I’m pretty sure that the Dantooine Blue Tea is favored in part because it is blue. There is after all significantly less blue in Sha’s life outside of Ascendancy space.
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Antnic & Alvin on Odessen
Alvin belongs to @ven-logos
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He tightens his hold around the inert Jedi in his arms, and uses the Force to leap from the metal-strewn crater and onto solid ground. Several startled soldiers turn on him, their weapons lifting, until Kira hastily waves them off. If they harbour any hesitations about obeying her direction, the Sith’s burning glare gives them plenty of incentive to fall back. As though they truly could have stood in his way.
Without hesitation Scourge pushes past them, heading as swiftly as he dares for the monorail and the emergency landing platform that waits outside. He is oddly, intensely aware of his fingers digging into Caspian’s jolting body, of the Jedi’s armour scraping against his own. The way the weight of the other’s head has rolled against him, bloodied brow resting upon the Sith’s aching shoulder; and now Scourge feels a different sort of pain spasm through his tightening chest.
“I have you, Jedi,” he breathes raggedly. It makes no sense, Caspian clearly cannot hear him - and yet he feels the need to say it. To reassure him.
I have you. You are safe.
- Fall On Me, With All Your Light
I love commissioning artists to draw scenes from my stories. This one was truly a dream commission of mine, and I finally had the chance to see it come to life under the incredible patience and skill of hifarry on dA. The colours, the atmosphere, the details - this is everything I wanted from this piece, and I am beyond ecstatic!
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WIP Initiate Asajj
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¯\_(ツ)_/¯
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Beautiful woman ❤️
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a happy smuggler family
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