THE FORCE IS WITH ME

ahsoka tano of isola radiale

[snipps]

AHSOKA TANO (STAR WARS)

Yes I’m an alien thanks for asking.

The space wizard of your dreams.

I am one with the Force, and the Force is with me.

Do not touch the lekku without asking.

Is only a teenager but is also a highly trained fighter.

These laser swords are not just for show.

Had a smart mouth before becoming Anakin’s Padawan, now it’s worse.

Reckless bravery gets you everywhere if you have enough confidence.

If I see a Sith, it’s on sight.

She may be small but she can jump very far. This is a threat.

Has killed for the clones and would do it again.

[snipps]

hey gang! throwing a general psa over here to say sorry for my inactivity! juggling a fulltime job and a social life is honestly much harder than it should be. that being said, i’ll be focusing more on ahsoka now that i have a bit more free time on my hands!

however, as it’s been over for several weeks, and the momentum of the event has pretty much died out, i will be dropping all shine bright event threads moving forward. that being said, absolutely feel free to let me know if you’d like to continue ours and i’d be happy to!

[snipps]

    ❝ Valentine's day, huh... ❞ she can't help but wonder what the Jedi masters would think of such a holiday.

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@s-o-r-e-s-u​

        the whisper was—quiet. the faintest pulse through the force, a small curl of sensation that teased at the edge of ahsoka’s awareness. her connection to the power that bound her to the rest of the universe was subdued, muffled, but it was clear that whatever this was, it was insistent. though barely a trace of feeling, it pulled at her, grabbing her attention whenever she looked away. and above that, in a way she did not understand... it was familiar. safe. it sighed through her like the warmth of a nabooan breeze, and ahsoka could not resist it.

    so she followed it, and every step she took made the feeling swell within her, growing stronger and more insistent. before long, she was nearly running with the frantic shout of it, the clear ringing joy of connection. the pull of the force crashed through her, and she knew. she knew that feeling. that bright, warm pulse in the force. she had fought beside it, leaned against it when she was tired, listened to the steady sound of its teachings. it smelled of freshly brewed tea and ozone, and ahsoka would know it anywhere.

    she skidded to a stop as she rounded a corner, and she stared. sandy robes, grey-tinged red hair, neatly trimmed beard. ahsoka knew that face, that form. and though physical affection was not common among the jedi, ahsoka could not stop herself from at least reaching out and grabbing the hem of his robe, tugging gently to grab his attention.

    ❝ Master Obi-wan. ❞ her smile was soft, and she couldn’t keep the relief from her voice. ❝ You’re here. ❞

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    it was a ripple, in the force. so subtle ahsoka almost missed it. and yet. and yet. though it was just the faintest echo, it felt so... familiar.

[valcanous]

it’s the ahsoka tano hour

[snipps]

hello everyone! this is just a general psa for those who thread with me: i have a terrible habit of writing far too much when i don’t necessarily mean to, and for that reason my posts usually end up longer than the ones i’m replying to. so i’m just here to say that do not ever feel pressured to match the length of my replies, and i hope no one is ever intimidated by the length of my posts! i swear i really don’t mean to write so much.

and also, as a side note: my drafts are currently completely clear, so if i didn’t reply to you, i missed your post! so definitely feel free to message me about it!

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kxrei​:

      a quiet day in the city, both the ground and walls sparkling with a constant       reminder as to why. it was a beautiful sight to many, but with it came many       hardships. its surface smooth as ice yet as tough as diamond. to many inside       now locked from the outside and the same to those outside. he found himself       underneath a canopy enjoying the moment of peace.

                           though said peace would not last forever

      it wasn’t long before he could heard the roar, muffled from distance but clear       the beast was getting closer. it was a common occurrence for the beasts to       draw closer and enter the city, patrols he’s seen from time to time tasked with       disposal. he assumed it was a patrol looking to trap the beast and dispose of       it, but to his surprise it was a single individual running from the beast, clutched       in her arms what he assumed was a child.

                                       it’s just not your day is it?

      he was on the cusp of stepping in to offer assistance until to his surprise she       thrust the child towards him, his understanding of the situation now clear to       him. with a smile he offers her a bow, a hand placed across his chest as the       other rests on the child’s shoulder. he would offer her a hand when he felt       necessary, but for the moment she entrusted the boys safety to him.

            ‘ of course, you may leave him in my care. good luck. ’

        her eyes cut across the man's face for the split second she had to spare, critical gaze taking in every detail it could. he was older, by human standards, an adult in full, and calm in the face of what had just quite literally run into his life. it was with that knowledge that ahsoka relinquished her hold on the sobbing boy, transferring his weight to the other even as she gave the man a curt nod. ❝ Keep him safe. And if the fight goes badly... ❞ a pause, and a flash of a smile, ❝ take him deeper into the city. ❞ and with that, she was off again, taking time only to snag similar spears of broken diamond up from the ground before sprinting back towards the beast.

    makeshift sabers in hand, ahsoka met the yeti full-on, her steps light and fast as she ran. a reckless approach, but she needed to keep the creature’s attention on herself. and so she charged with a full-throated yell, no shred of hesitation in her movements... as she hit the ground full-body, using her own momentum to slide clear between the yeti’s legs. her crystal spears slowed her movement as she stabbed them into the ground ( she was used to the smooth slice of her lightsabers, and winced at the way the maneuver yanked at her shoulders ), slowing her to a stop. behind the beast, she knew she had an advantage.

    bracing herself, ahsoka leapt—directly onto the creature’s back. the diamond skin beneath her feet was slick, but even as the yeti roared in outrage, ahsoka kept her footing through sheer force of will and the reflexes honed through years of training, her fingers finding subtle handholds in that crystalline fur.

[devespertilio]

The radius of the downfall had to be studied. Batman was nothing if not diligent in his analysis. Though he had a lack of equipment at his disposal he could gather pieces of the deposits as he finds them for a study later. There didn’t seem to be any other effect on the environment other than a build-up of crystalized objects. In his mission to discover just how much area this downfall covered, Batman finds himself in Mistwood, one of the outer regions of the city.

“It seems to have affected every area obtainable by the citizens of the city.” A pause as he lowers a hand from his cowl- he forgets he also lacks the tech installed in his suit to record his findings. Analyzation aloud had been a habit built over several years… he’d sooner obtain his tech than break the habit of talking out loud. A grumble. 

The dark mass of his suit drops down after checking the crystalized trees, to look closing at an indent on the surface. One that is shaped like a large foot. “Whatever made this must also be crystalized.” He reaches out with a gloved hand to brush it into the print finding loosened diamonds, which he gathers up- there some rather large chunks.

In the process of collecting, he senses a presence and stands to turn and find someone trying to push through the bushes that were now mounds of diamond.

“Hm.”

@snipps​

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        she hadn't expected to find anyone else this far out of the city, nestled underneath the crystal-heavy boughs and the reaching branches. the mistwood used to be one of ahsoka’s refuges, one of the places where she could still her mind and sink into the meditation all jedi practiced. but it was fact that since the snow had started to fall, and coated the world into sparkling crystal, it had become a dangerous place. the yetis that seemed intent on terrorizing the citizens of the island roamed their depths, their trembling steps and roaring cries ringing throughout the trees. and so she had stationed herself there, for a time, patrolling the edges where the forest butted against the city in an attempt to dissuade any beasts that meant to make their way into the populated areas.

    and it came as a surprise when the human, masked and dripping black, had made his appearance, his deep voice ringing through the trees. ahsoka couldn’t quite tell who he was talking to, but she observed out of curiosity anyway. he was strange to her, the way he tapped the side of his head, the way his running commentary seemed to be directed at no one but himself. ahsoka was curious, and so she watched.

    that is, until he straightened and turned in what was undeniably her direction. her presence uncovered, ahsoka accepted the loss with a shrug as she stepped through the bushes of heavy crystal, dipping her head in greeting when the other locked gazes with her.

    ❝ They’re made by yetis. ❞ a hand gestured to the large footprint at the man’s feet before ahsoka folded her arms in front of her chest, palms gently cupping her elbows. ❝ Giant creatures made of the same crystal that’s falling from the sky. They’re aggressive, and attack anything they see. ❞

[abyssalhowl]

Running with @snipps​

Lowering her head so that she appears smaller and less intimidating, Sif slowly approaches the young one, tail wagging in a friendly manner. With most of the forest being covered in crystal, her sense of smell is heightened by the lack of interference; even at this distance she can detect the aroma of the strange pup’s soul.

Though she is not a species familiar to the great wolf, Sif can tell that the other is young because her soul shines bright. She has nary a trace of the darkness one would find on an adult’s soul. So… what is one so young doing so far from the city in these conditions?

Sif sits down in front of her, tilting her head to the side. She can’t ask any specifics, her inability to write on the ground effectively rendering her mute, but she hopes the general air of curiosity comes across. So preoccupied was she, that she didn’t notice the crystal giant - one her height - until it was nearly upon them. 

Pinning her ears back, she jumps to her feet and stands between the pup and her new enemy, growling at it ferociously. She quickly draws her sword and leaps at it, driving it back. 

Then, the monster steadies itself - shattering the crystal floor under its feet - and pushes back against the blade with all its strength.

A stalemate, it seems, between two house-sized giants.

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        though ahsoka had never been to lothal herself, she knew what a loth-wolf was. the legendary beasts were frequently peppered into ancient jedi texts for reasons not even some of the eldest of their order knew, connected to the force but also shrouded deeply in mystery. but what the jedi did know was that they were wise creatures that were to be respected, and held in the highest regard. and so now, crouched on the forest floor with the diamond cold and smooth beneath her fingertips, ahsoka could not help but be struck by a sense of awe in the presence of the giant wolf before her. even as the beast lowered its head and sat down before her, ahsoka found herself still, eyes wide and blue as she fixed her gaze upon it.

    and so her movements were tentative as she reached out a hand, slow and careful, to gently rest on the wolf’s nose. ahsoka could see the glow of intelligence behind its eyes, the warmth of friendliness. she felt no shred of aggression, no ounce of anger. and as she closed her eyes and reached out, letting the force flow from her to the wolf and back, she felt the bloom of emotions it was feeling. the gentleness of its intentions, the swell of its curiosity. the feelings make ahsoka smile, her hand sliding carefully down the wolf’s snout.

    until. the roar of fury, the clash of metal on diamond, the shattering of crystal beneath ferocious feet. the two great beasts before her, locked in a combat that ahsoka was dwarfed by. she would not, however, let that stop her. darting forward between massive paws, ahsoka leapt, the jagged shards of crystal she scooped from the ground stabbing downward into the beast’s flank as handholds.

    ❝ Watch out for the claws! ❞ she wasn’t sure if the wolf could understand her spoken words, but the shout was instinctual as ahsoka swung herself up onto the crystal beast’s back in the hopes of tilting the odds into the loth-wolf’s favor.

[sanguisomnum-deactivated2023061]

@snipps​

Flying through the air, he touched down with a flourish, previously shattered crystal flying around him as he lands, hard, on the ground. His coat swishes behind him as he hisses at the large crystalline creature. It encroached too close to the city, too close to others and even in the absence of a crystalline weapon he was at least able to keep it at bay.

A strange looking individual, horned but otherwise not…Demonic, per say. It didn’t matter now, questions could come later but for the moment he launched himself forward, levitating and throwing himself toward her, slashing at the crystal thrown by the yeti. It did not shatter, of course it didn’t, but his strength was enough to knock it off its trajectory, smashing into the ground.

Back to the ground, he looked up at her:

“You can fight or move, but I highly suggest you don’t linger any longer than necessary.”

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        she had to admit, the appearance of the crystal beast and the man had surprised her. ahsoka still wasn’t used to the way she was cut off from most of the abilities the force usually granted her, her precognition being one of them. and so it took most of her attention to leap backwards as they burst into the clearing she had been standing in, landing lightly several feet from where she had begun. just in time, too, as the yeti’s fists slammed into where she had been standing mere moments before.

    sharp gaze followed man and beast as they battled, right up until the moment the yeti picked up the chunk of diamond and threw it her way with a roar. muscles tensed, ready to leap out of the way—a motion aborted when the clear sound of metal meeting crystal rang out, the human’s sword slamming into the diamond with enough force to knock it off course. ahsoka did not relax, however, as the other landed before her nimbly and spoke, the tone of his voice clear he meant to be obeyed. clenching her fists around the twin shards of crystal in her hands, ahsoka nodded, gaze shifting back to the imminent threat in front of them.

    ❝ Lingering wasn’t really my intention. ❞ a booted foot slid across the smooth surface beneath her as ahsoka shifted into the opening form of jar’kai, the long blades of crystal held in her signature reverse grip. ❝ I’ll take the left flank if you take the right. ❞

[warriorcourier]

Deep in the woods, where nature was thick and the sounds of the city were merely a thought, Roro stood alone. He shouldn’t bottle up his emotions like this. Thoughts of uselessness, of having no purpose. Of being something he wasn’t meant to be.

What was a soldier with no war to fight? What was a guardian with no threat to protect others from? He had his jobs as a Knight of the Faith and a Dojang instructor but, deep down, the longing for combat and the lust for adrenaline never went away.

In order to combat his feelings and to stretch his metaphorical wings, he’s found the most secluded spot he could, devoid of wildlife that he could hurt and people that he could disturb. The only thing that stood in his way was a boulder, many times his size. He only had a third of his natural power, but regardless, he needed to release it. He feels the anger. The anxiety, the longing for combat and conflict rising in him. He balls up his fist, bearing these terrible emotions for as long as he could, the voices getting louder and louder until finally, his eyes snap open, he opens his beak and a thundering yell echoes through the woods as he cocks back his fist and slams it forward into the boulder with all his might, purple-pink arcs of energy surging from his arm into the rock, which splits and crumbles, kicking up dirt and debris.

Someone was having a day.

@snipps

[snipps]

        it had become commonplace for ahsoka to escape the city in favor of the forest, trading the rush and bustle of people for the whisper of a breeze against her skin and dappled shadows. she found it hard, sometimes, to focus amidst all those people; although she was used to crowds from growing up on the city-planet of coruscant, she was also used to the quiet stillness of the jedi temple. the forest, with its endless trees and empty paths, was the closest thing she had found to that quiet and peace, and so on days when she felt overwhelmed, she always found her feet taking her there.

    and that was how she found herself there now, legs folded beneath her and palms placed on her knees. her eyes were closed, her breaths coming deep and even as she let the ripples of her mind still, a turbulent sea calming into a pool of mirrored glass. she let herself sink into the force around her, life rising and falling like tiny flares of light. she felt the peace settle over her, comforting and familiar. until. the scream rippled through the force like a blaster bolt, a flaring supernova of anger and frustration. it burst behind her eyes as ahsoka blinked, mouth parting slightly in surprise. for a moment, she was frozen. and then she stood, and she followed.

    her gaze fell on the other as she stepped from the trees, on the way their shoulders heaved from labored breaths, and the crushed and shattered remains of the boulder in front of them. it was clear whoever they were, they were the source of that cry of emotion, and they were still feeling it despite the obvious attempt at release their destruction was. and so ahsoka merely stood at the edge of the clearing they occupied, arms folded, and waited patiently. she knew if they wanted to speak, they would come to her themselves.

[cacodaemonia]

This idea has been sitting in my head for weeks and I finally decided what I wanted to do with the scene. Ahsoka, Rex, Anakin, and a couple squads from the 501st are on the Negotiator for some mission or other, and Ahsoka was a little careless when she packed her bag before leaving the Resolute. I figure lekku get cold sometimes, especially the way she dresses, so she commandeered a pair of Rex’s socks to warm them up. They’re just hanging out in the barracks during a stretch of hyperspace travel, and of course Cody can’t resist teasing both of them. ;)

This was going to just be a sketch, but then I decided I wanted to try adding some really simple coloring to make it a little more interesting? Not sure how I feel about it, so I’m posting both the colored and non-colored versions.

Timelapse video

AO3

Twitch

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dynadubwool​:

Hop stares at the large chunk of diamond as it slowly begins to descend. Maybe… he shouldn’t have chucked loads of tiny diamond covered pebbles at this big wall. And maybe he shouldn’t have excitedly kicked the wall a bunch of times after seeing a part of it had shattered. The diamond picks up speed as gravity brings it further towards him. It looks like the universe really is done with his stupidity this time.

He can only watch the incoming object approach with wide eyes, his body completely frozen in terror. After Eternatus, after Sordward and Shielbert, after everything he’s been through - this is what finally does him in? A bunch of hard rock? It’s funny, in a totally twisted way. Eyes clench shut as he braces for impact. This is it. This is how he’s going to die.

Lee, I’m sorry…!

There’s a loud crash, followed by a grounding voice next to him. Hop opens his eyes after a beat and stares stunned at the ground. He was on his knees - when did that happen? But more importantly…

“… Th-thought I was done for.” An almost hysteric chuckle leaves his lips as he raises his head towards the young woman. “I’m- ‘m okay, though, thanks t’ you.” Arceus, he feels like crying now. The boy takes a shaky intake of breath. His arms and legs feel like jelly. “… Sorry, I- I don’t normally… freeze up like that.”

“Uh- thanks fer savin’ me, miss.” His brain feels like jelly.

        her muscles remained rigid as ahsoka scanned around and above them, vigilant for any more falling crystal. she wasn’t sure what had triggered the first boulder to fall, and so she made sure to look carefully for any above them that appeared cracked or unstable. however, after a few terse moments, ahsoka allowed herself to relax. though a jagged crack ran up the diamond on the building beside them, the glittering surface above them, at least, seemed stable. turning her gaze from above to the boy beside her, ahsoka quickly took in his state. though he had remained frozen as the diamond had fallen, he was moving now, albeit a little unsteadily.

    putting her hands on the other’s shoulders, ahsoka smiled, an expression meant to reassure and soothe. she had interacted with many shell-shocked citizens during her time in the clone wars, and she knew this one was no different. she could feel the faint trembling in his shoulders, and the shakiness of his voice. a normal reaction, she knew, for what he had just been through.

    ❝ Don’t worry. You’re okay now. ❞ she stood, offering a hand to help the other up before gently brushing shards of crystal from her legs. a glance was given to the shattered heap of diamond next to them before ahsoka turned her attention back to the boy, the corners of her mouth curving further into a friendlier smile. ❝ It happens to the best of us. But what matters is that you’re still alive at the end of it. ❞ a hand was placed on her hip as ahsoka extended the other to the boy in proper greeting. ❝ My name’s Ahsoka. What’s yours? ❞

[estdevium]

plotted starter   !!   ♡     ╱     @snipps​​​

it was with a the remnants of a smile on his face that dean made his way back into the living area    —    dropping the bag of m&ms onto the coffee table with a raised eyebrow    (    a few proceeding to spin across the table’s surface with a clatter    ).    he couldn’t really claim to be making friends, per say    (    no, that would involve wandering his way out into the general populace with a more…….    open attitude. a past front growing harder    &    harder to grasp as the years continued on ruining the magic of it all. no longer chasing the faint strings of normal like a long forgotten skill set    )    but such matters didn’t bother to include the choices of those around him. how could they    ?    this wasn’t exactly a kosher run in. which is what lead to the hunter’s current nightly plans.

most people didn’t get to say they taught an alien how to play blackjack but now he did. so screw whatever anyone else was trying to claim was more impressive    (    it’s this. this is more impressive    ).    like, genuinely. they weren’t even playing for money or bragging rights just copious amounts of snacks    &    candy piled precariously around the table. way better idea when breaking out the risk box he had found in the closet.

picking his hand back up from beneath the stack of cookies to take a passing glance at the cards    (    good humor returning with the happy face across the table    &    the sugar still thrumming in his system    —    messing with his, smaller, pile of goods lined along the edges    )    while contemplating. dean wasn’t stupid, couldn’t be; nights hustling money at bars throughout his childhood into young adult years develop a trained eye for those cheating their way through a game of, well, anything really. where was the fun, though, in calling it    ?    he just had to pull out some more tricks    (    clearly; it had been a while since anyone bothered to play it right back at him. it was more fun fucking around like this then acting stupid to fend off sore losers    ).

❝     alright let’s go. you want to pull the next card    ?     ❞     &    to think he found her on his doorstep doing the equivalent of not really selling what was absolutely not girlscout cookies    (    which really was a bummer    ).    what a load of bullshit, huh    ?

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        sharp blue eyes scanned the cards splayed before her with interest, her thoughts skipping between the rules she had been taught not an hour before. the game was simple, really, and similar to the card games rex allowed the 501st to indulge in between deployments. though the symbols were different, the rules slightly tweaked, ahsoka found that these kinds of games were always the same at heart: made for gambling around a small table with friends. and it was this reason that she put down to catching on to the game ( blackjack, her companion said it was called ) so quickly, and the reason why she was defeating him even now.

    but, the fact of the matter was that ahsoka had played these games after missions with the clones, and it was a simple fact that she was a repeat offender when it came to cheating. the whisper of the force, a slight flick of a finger that caused a card to reveal itself. the clones, of course, knew that playing with a jedi was bound to result in a loss. she remembered jesse throwing up his cards in outrage, the sound of kix’s laughter and the way rex would simply roll his eyes. and, of course, the way anakin would always breeze in with a wink and a jedi would never cheat, right snips?

    memories flavored her thoughts as dean winchester threw the pack of sweets down on the table between them. chocolate, he called it, and the warm sweetness that flooded her mouth when ahsoka ate one was positively addicting. while the clones usually played only for clout, she had to agree that she liked gambling for snacks even better.

    ❝ You sure your hand can take that, smart guy? ❞ her smirk was self assured as she fanned her cards out facedown before her, gaze fixed on her gambling partner. ahsoka had to admit, she hadn’t expected her fumble with picking the wrong apartment after trying to come home with ‘cookies’ ( another wonderful food she had discovered ) would have resulted in these meetings, but she was glad. her people, after all, were a social one, and ahsoka herself had always been surrounded by companions, whether it be at the jedi temple or in the middle of the war. though playing cards with dean was a far cry from basking in the affection of the 501st, ahsoka was content with their rather unusual arrangement.