Sybil Starnes

[jonahmagnus]

"I cant draw" then do it bad who gives a fuck.....

[jonahmagnus]

Partake in the joy of creation just for the fun of it. Just for a laff.

[nintendosformerlover]

Me @everyone in the notes

[marlynnofmany]

Fun fact: if you do something badly enough, you start to get good at it. And if you're having fun the whole time, then you win in every possible way.

[farmboychicluke]

movie poster for the version of star wars starring pedro pascal as the mandalorian and mark hamill as luke skywalker

[madigan-thompson]

BEHOLD! THE FINAL PRODUCT!!!

*sobs in corner* I actually did not terrible lighting for once in my meager artist life!! I feel so fulfilled!!! 😭😭😭😭

I was going to make this available for purchase as a print with my others, but due to stupid copyright issues, I no longer sell fan art on Etsy, I just do commissions. However, if you would like to purchase this or something similar in the future, I can either create a commission of it (LOOPHOLE!) or I will do my best to figure out a solution regarding prints of this and other fan art I've already done.🥲

[stealingpotatoes]

@dinlukeweek day 6: Hiding Injuries / Luke and Din on a Tatooine mission

slightly different reception on tatooine missions than in the rest of the galaxy

(commission info // tip jar!)

[h-l-w]

For @dinlukeweek Comedic Miscommunication

[harsh-epilogue]

Dinluke week!!!

Day 5: Dark Fantasy

(Please don’t asking me anything about the smoking sword, idk lol)

[mmeiram]

naboo's senator and her favorite jedi meeting at the opera.... i wonder what's going on with those two

gahhhh i wish i had time to draw fanart again and specially fanart for anidala fanfics, but istg that after everything calms down i'll get my tiny hands working >:^)

[mattefun]

Dooku and Obi-Wan, two people who both loved Qui-Gon.

This art parallels each other's events so to speak. While Dooku is sad for Qui-Gon near their memorial place, Obi-Wan gives his padawan braid to the Master and says goodbye to him one last time

[burnwater13]

Kuiil building Grogu an improved pram, as Grogu looks on from the side. Art by Paolo Puggioni based on The Mandalorian, Season 1, Episode 7, The Reckoning.

Dad Improvement Plan

Grogu was glad to spend more time with his new friend and the folks at the Cin Vhetin were very kind and welcoming to the whole group. His dad said it was because Mandalorians value people. Grogu was pretty sure it was because those Mandalorians valued the people of Nevarro, no matter where they were originally from or what they looked like. After all, they loved him and he was petite, green, and used a strange magic that none of them understood but they all respected. 

But dinner couldn’t last forever and his dad got some messages about what had happened on Tatooine and decided that he and Grogu needed to visit the desert world sooner rather than later. Grogu and Hoco exchanged contact information and Grogu promised to bring his Nautolan friend something unique from Tatooine, like a scale from a Krayt dragon or a sample of black melon or one of Peli Motto’s sabacc cards. His dad recommended that he not get carried away, but agreed that when they returned to Nevarro, they’d have stories to share over a good meal. That made Grogu happy. It seemed like his dad had made a friend too. 

“I got a comm from Seb Ta’low. He said that some bounty hunters had turned up on Tatooine looking for an old friend of ours. Seb’s pretty sure that Fennec can handle herself, but I agreed to go there and see if we can come to some sort of diplomatic resolution to the problem. Apparently Fett offered to pay off the bounty personally, but they said no to that. Chances are good that when we get there, Fennec will have taken care of it all. She’s pretty good at handling her own problems, but it’s still a good opportunity for us to do some bounty hunting of our own. I don’t want your skills to get rusty.”

Grogu had bounty hunting skills? Oh, sure. He could do the research and was great at tracking and being able to use the Force to stop someone from running away was pretty handy, but he’d never not been able to do those things. Those were his every day skills for traversing the Jedi Temple.

Then he realized that maybe his dad was talking about himself. They had done a lot of different things lately, but official, fob in their hands bounty hunting wasn’t one of them. Maybe Din Djarin was worried that he was getting old. Too slow. Reflexes not quite what they were. Lost a step. Uff! How could that happen?! Dads weren’t supposed to get old! They were supposed to stay the same age until suddenly they were ba’buirs and were laughing that their grandchildren looked as handsome as their own children had. 

Hmmm. That meant that Grogu needed to put his dad back into a good physical fitness regimen, as well as improve his diet. Too many ferments and fire stacks made a Mandalorian bounty hunter a target and Grogu did not want that for his dad!

But you couldn’t just launch yourself into a fitness regimen. You had to plan it and to plan it you needed data. Good. Now Grogu knew what he needed to do. He would get some basic data on his dad and start planning a new fitness routine for the Mandalorian. They couldn’t do much in the N-1, given that it had barely enough room for them to change their minds and they could only do that one at a time. Once they got to Tatooine it would be totally different. Grogu had friends there who would help him and he knew, from his various discussions with his teacher, that Ta’lan Bet routinely did twenty and thirty klick runs just for the fun of it. 

Grogu knew that his dad could walk for klicks and generally not complain, but he’d never really watched the Mandalorian run. The flight pack made it too easy to get from point A to point Cin Vhetin ordering a ferment for himself. Grogu would have to do something about that as well. 

When they were finally back at the cabin, it occurred to Grogu that he’d have to watch his dad’s diet as well. He had no idea how many calories those ration packs were packed with and did they have anything like balanced nutrition? He’d never checked because he’d never liked them. Well, that would have to change. He’d have to bring a couple of ration packs with him to study them against known standards for human nutrition and then make the necessary adjustments for activity level, age, and wear and tear. His friend Ian had once said ‘It’s not the years, Kid, it’s the klicks’. Din Djarin had a lot of klicks under his Mandalorian ammunition belt.

Ever since Grogu had met the armor clad human, Din Djarin had been been hit with blaster fire, pushed off a Jawa sand crawler, flipped off his speeder bike, stomped by a mudhorn, eaten by a Krayt dragon, abandoned in the Great Dune Sea, and a long, long, long list of other examples of ‘wear and tear’. Grogu was grateful that his dad could still get around and throw the ball for him from time to time on that basis. That condition wasn’t going to last if Din Djarin didn’t take his own health and physical fitness more seriously. As his son and apprentice, the least Grogu could do was help his dad with that part of his life and the sooner the better. Grogu wanted that life to last a long, long, long time.

With that in mind, Grogu rushed around the cabin and collected all the things he thought might help him, help his dad. He collected several different ration packs, packs of nutritive drink powder, a set of measuring tapes, his datapad, and the special connector that allowed him to pull information directly from the N-1 comp. He could get his dad’s weight when they entered the ship as well as his weight data from prior journeys. His dad and Peli had been convinced that it would help them balance the loads in the N-1 better, providing for improved maneuverability. Grogu didn’t care why they were there. He was just glad he could access the data for his dad’s benefit.

“Buddy? Grogu? Are you really packed? Where are Rankie, your deck of sabacc cards and the silver bal… the flight control knob from the Razor Crest? You can’t be packed if you don’t have them.”

Grogu sighed. His dad was right. He had set them aside to make sure he had a variety of ration packs to study. He’d get rid of a couple of the ration packs and then add his toys back into the pack. Din Djarin was just going to have to deal with having a bland but very nutritious diet. Grogu had spoken!

[h-l-w]

For @dinlukeweek Matchmaker Grogu

[naiad-r]

"Then I know you. Marry me."

@dinlukeweek Day 2: Meet on Tatooine AU | Marriage Vows

[itsdragonfire13]

After order 66, the surviving Jedi gained the habit of watching the Most Wanted list (expect those that can’t access the holonet). (No one has ever beat Obi-Wan as number 1, but a few came close).

Now imagine one day when Kanan is checking it, seeing if anymore names have disappeared or even the very few times that new names were added, he sees a name and face pop up, one that he knows. Just imagine the relief of knowing that a fellow padawan, an age mate was alive, and then the immediate confusion on what the hell did Cal do that got him that high on the most wanted list.

[unlaww]

I love them.

Soy muy flojo para redibujar las fotos pero ni modo.

And I clearly saw this and my neurons were activated;

[activatethis]

"i used to bring qui-gon here as a boy"

[squishbaebae]

Ok, look. You can pry my LukeDin co-parenting head-cannon from my cold dead hands. I will go down with this ship.

[rskacreates]

Fantasy au anyone?

[yettocome12]

Adding a starry night background version.

Maybe this is how the two of them were taking a night stroll.