Good ol' rebrand.

Jay ● they/them ● 🇵🇱🏳️‍🌈 IM BACK FROM THE DEAD I'm also very depressed rn JayJayMorgan on AO3

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This feeling when you requested to join the Sorvus Nation community here on Tumblr back in late April and still haven't been accepted 🙃

EDIT - Goanna make a community page of my own if it turns out that the Sorvus Nation one is no longer being managed and/or moderated. Is anyone interested in joining? The name would be *The Sorvus Agenda* (it's a work in progress).

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The clone looked back to the politicians face, to the sun-kissed cheeks and kind eyes. It felt so... Anakin. For the first time since their escapade to the roof of the Senate Building, he got to see him. Not the politician, not the man he was tasked with protecting, just... him, the authentic Anakin Skywalker. In the flesh. He continued to stare until he felt a strange sensation rise in his gut, followed by a sudden wave of hotness washing over him. He wiped his face with the back of his hand, his brows furrowing in confusion. Did he eat something he shouldn’t? The local cuisine was rather spicy and salty when compared to the bland, tasteless rations he was so used to. Or maybe it was a heatstroke? One that only now decided to rear its ugly head and make itself known? He shook his head and glanced at the senator again. Then, something in his mind clicked. It wasn’t the food nor the weather that was causing this. Kriff.

Just posted the sixth rewritten chapter of my au "The Senator of The Forsaken" titled "Oasis Nymph". This is my fifth piece of digital art. I still need a lot of practice in the shading/lightning department and anatomy but I'm still very proud of myself. Just a few more chapters and I can continue the story from where I left it all those years ago!

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He couldn’t do it. He told himself that he could, that he was brave enough, that it was just a meeting, that it would be fine, but those measly, little lies did nothing to stop the panic. He tried to be courageous, he really did, he tried his best, but his best simply wasn’t enough. Soren, for all his bullshit and bravado, was a coward at heart. He turned, ready to flee, but was stopped by a voice calling out from behind him. “Soren?” Of course he was fucking early. The knight felt like crying again. He spared a fleeting look at the evening sky above like he was hoping for some divine intervention, but all he saw was a young crow, perched on a tree branch above him, looking at him intently. He let his shoulders drop in defeat. There was no running now. So, with a deep breath, he gritted his teeth, donned on a mask of cold indifference and turned to face the tracker.

Just posted the 8th chapter of "Heart of Cinder" on AO3, titled "Soldier, Tracker, King"! Oh boy, let me tell you, the drama is crazy. Everyone gets a turn in the trauma blender, everyone is catching strays, NO ONE IS SAFE.

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I know I've already said it on AO3 but the whole of HoC Chapter 2 was replaced with Chapter 3

I KNOOOOOOW, thx for letting me know! I got myself LibreOffice Writer and I've been fixing up some mistakes and pasted it wrong TvT. It's already fixed and I'm literally posting the next chapter as I type this, just have to do some last finishing touches.

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After being transformed into a fire-monster by his father, Soren slinks away into the shadows in order to protect the people he loves. Unable to touch anyone or anything thanks to his burning touch, he is forced into a lonely, solitary existence, feeling his humanity slipping away bit by bit. It's up to Corvus to bring him back.

A cover piece for my TDP fic titled "Heart of Cinder", which you can read here. It's a what-if au, in which, at the end of season 3, Soren was cursed into a fire mutant by Viren. The whole fic is a big metaphor for living with chronic illnesses and the loss of one's humanity due to their ailment as it takes over them completely, it also focuses on many difficult topics so please read the tags and notes! It's my biggest project yet, right now it has 40k words, and I'm barely a quarter of the way through! I want to thank @forget-me-nightingale for the help in creating this piece, they designed the tittle layout. Please go check them out, they are so talented and sweet!

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“Fair warning : a lot of people want me gone.” Skywalker suddenly spoke as he retrieved the datapad from where he put it on the seat and resumed browsing its contents. His voice was casual like he was describing the weather or stating that banthas were smelly. “I’ve made quite a few enemies. You’ll have your hands full – the longest I went without someone trying to kill me is around two months.” “...you sound almost proud, sir.” the clone pointed out before he could stop himself. “Do you keep a scoreboard?” Anakin let out a bark of genuine laughter at that, like it was one of the greatest jokes he’d ever heard. He turned to Rex, a smirk pulling at his lips as he reached out, putting a hand on the man’s shoulder and flashing him a smile. “I have a feeling we’ll get along well.” he stated, voice tinged with mirth. “Very, very well.” Rex could only manage an unsure smile back.

An illustration I drew for my au fic titled "The Senator of the Forsaken", which you can read here. Please keep in mind that I'm currently in the process of rewriting it as it's quite bad (I wrote it like 3 years ago). Also this is my first ever illustration, I picked up digital art fairly recently and I'm still learning so be kind (otherwise I will come to your house and steal all your bones).