#jedi aria

[brother-genitivi]

OMG. I saw the post for your requests and i think i may be late cuz i think you may be super swamped. But id love to see tou draw Aria!!! And please know, there's no pressure. Like... at all. Feel free to ignore this if you dont have the time id youve already been bombarded with requests. :)

My best girl who deserves everything <3

taglist: @canichangemyblogname @clone-bar-79s @laz-laz-ace-pilot @lost-on-kamino @that-demigirl

[laz-laz-ace-pilot]

So thanks to @clone-bar-79s this summer I am finally fulfilling my promise to Jane Austen and reading Pride and Prejudice, and in celebration I’ve tried to paint Aria as Lizzie Bennett!

[clone-bar-79s]

2, 22, 23, 37 and 40 for Aria <3

Do they have any scars?

Oh, so many. Its almost funny because well... she super careless (like me). I cut my hands once or twice a day with a knife when i cook and its just something i ignore now. So, yes, Aria has on multiple occasions hurt herself... with her own lightsaber. But not when she's fighting someone... just super randomly. A slight nick every other day. But yeah, she does have one scar that lightened over time... when she fought ventress. like her attempt on wolffe, she just slashed a jagged edge of a sharp spear like object, across her face, but Aria was able to back away, just not completely, otherwise she'd probably be missing an eye too. The slash moved diagonally across so now she has a trail of small scars starting with a small gap in her brow, then a small indentation on the bridge of her nose, and finally ending with an indentation on the apple of her cheek. idk if this makes sense... and i cant draw, otherwise i may have been able to explain this better. :p

Do they have any regrets?

Not before the war she didnt. Before that she was sure there was no point in regretting what had passed. But after the war begins it wasn't easy to look at her mistakes in the same way, even small errors stand out. The lives of so many beings were on the line, every day, that were constantly being impacted by every decision she and the Jedis made so yeah... her list of regrets increased exponentially.

What do they fear the most?

Anything bad happening to Kiera. Like... she took her on because she thought she would be able to keep her safe. But that turned out to be impossible. Even when she left Kiera behind somewhere safe, it wouldn't work out and so whenever Kiera isn't on Coruscant, in her quarters, Aria is trying to ignore the anxiety building inside her.

Are they a good liar?

Oh yeah. Depends on how critical the situation is. Let's say Kiera asked Aria if she had feelings for Rex, Aria may give herself away almost immediately because she knows revealing the information wouldn't be much of a concern. Her padawan knows Aria isnt too sensible and a crush would be dealt with in similarly, so Aria wouldn't try as hard because she knows its okay if she finds out. But consider if Rex ever asked (and i know he wouldnt but for the sake of this scenario, lets assume he does) there's no way Aria would give it away. The lie would be confident and serious and just to the point. No embellishments or stutters. She would look him in the eye and lie.

Do they know that they are loved?

Oh yeah. She knows Mace, Ayla and Kiera all do. Its why she hates that she keeps thinking about her parents. Whenever she interacts with any of them, she knows they like her around them. Its what keeps her normal. She sees them as family and knows she can count on them if necessary.

[jedi-aria]

This is my sideblog to rant about my Star Wars Jedi OC, Aria. The last one was my secondary blog and I’d like to interact with you all using a primary one instead. If you’ve found your way here I hope you’ll stick around and learn more about her! :) 

Icon’s by the absolutely amazing @brother-genitivi ! 

Some tags that may help. If you ever want to talk about her, hit me up because I’m always searching for an excuse to talk about her.

Art - #art

Random information about Aria - #info

Outfits inspirations for all fancy events - #outfit

The writings I published here until this point - #writings

Any excerpt or writing that includes Aria and is written by another writer: #otherswriting

Prompts sent my way - #prompts

[laz-laz-ace-pilot]

29 from the prompt list. I wanna really see what you'll do with it :D

So I decided to interpret this as a conversation between Fives and Rex. The General mentioned is Aria, a brilliant oc belonging to @clone-bar-79s and with her own blog here! - @jediknightaria

79’s 

“I’m telling you- I’m not-” Hick. “I’m not drunk!”

Echo chuckled into his own drink and Rex could hardly blame him; Fives had said it with such sincerity, his eyes wide and endearing - but the blush in his cheeks, the slur in his voice, the hiccups and the fact he was clearly drunk from a mile off had given him away. 

"You're a really bad liar," Rex said, trying to keep a straight face. Fives pouted in response and neither he nor Echo could take it anymore; both burst out laughing, Echo snorting his Rhuvian Fizz out of his nose. That set Fives off then too, and before long the three of them were holding onto each other for support, barely able to breathe for laughing. Commander Wolffe gave them a dirty look from the bar but Rex couldn’t care less.

It wasn’t every day your brothers qualified as ARC troopers!

“One last drink, then I expect both of you back in your bunks. It’ll be a busy day tomorrow.”

“Only if you join us!” Fives begged, pulling Rex closer. Rex looked to Echo for help, but his other little brother had betrayed him, helping Fives trap him at the bar. He sighed dramatically.

“Fine - but just one.”

It was not just one. Far from it.

But Rex didn’t seem to mind.

No, memories like this he didn’t mind at all.

…

Rex had been expecting some sort of call from Fox, but that didn't mean he had to like it. Despite Rex warning him that his battalion had just left hell and might be a little more rowdy than usual, the Commander had sounded as waspish and displeased as ever. It wasn't his fault - how could a brother with a cushy position like this ever understand something like Umbara - but it didn't make Fox's complaints of 'get your kriffing brothers in check before I have them arrested and held in detention' any less grating.

Approaching 79's, there was already a heightened tension around the bar, and nat-borns and brothers alike were steering clear. Inside wasn't much better; the same loud raucous music was playing as always, but no one was dancing. No one was doing anything except sitting in deathly silence, staring out at nothing or at the single patron sitting at the bar.

The bartender caught his eye with a panicked look; striding over, he very quickly worked out why. Fives was slumped over the bar, nursing a cup of strong Shesharilian Vodka and glaring murderously at the bottles ahead of him. The shattered transparisteel on the floor and the blood coating Fives' knuckles meant that Fox had been telling the truth and Rex had found his culprit. 

"Fives."

"Hey Rex," Fives mumbled into his drink. His voice slurred slightly at the end; Rex dreaded to think how much his vod had had to drink. Despite his intoxication, Fives was still on high alert, his body tense and itching for another fight.

"Come on, I think you've had enough to drink-" Rex said as diplomatically as he could, but Fives stubbornly stayed put.

"I'm not drunk," Fives argued, but his heart wasn't in it.

"Yes you are. Come on, let's get you-" 

He tried to put a hand on Fives' shoulder, but the other trooper flinched, shoving Rex back violently.

"Kriff off Rex!" Fives growled, his eyes glinting dangerously. Rex could feel the mood changing rapidly around them, and Fives was in a lot worse state than he'd thought - if he didn't get him out of there soon-

"Y'know, I've been thinking,” Fives said conversationally, although there was a steely edge to it that made the hairs on Rex’s neck stand on end. “I'm glad Echo's dead."

Rex froze.

He didn't just say that.

He wouldn't.

He didn't need to look around to know that everyone was staring at them. He didn't need to see their faces to know how horrified, how angry they were. You never wished a brother dead. 

Ever.

Reeling in his own feeling of disgust, he forced Fives to his feet.

"You don't know what you're saying, now move it trooper before-"

"No, I mean it! I'm glad he's dead! And Hevy and Cutup and Droidbait! I'm glad they never had to see that hell, glad they never had to die for something so- so useless!!!”

The whole room had frozen. Barely a word had been spoken since they’d taken off from Umbara; most had simply wanted to forget, or pretend it never happened. The cruiser had been too empty, and those who remained weren’t the same. Rex had tried to brush it off as just another rough campaign, had been the professional his men had needed him to be. And it had almost helped - pretending was an incredible weapon in the battle with his nightmares. He could pretend Hardcase was still with them, that he hadn’t killed his own brothers, that he hadn’t obeyed the orders of a general who had used him to control his men, to send them to their deaths. No, pretending was the holding action he needed, the shelter from the storm in his mind.

But Fives had ripped it away like a bandage from a wound, and now he was bleeding, bleeding…

“How long before we’re asked to do the same again? Walk into blasterfire for the sake of obedience? Serve masters we have no power to contradict? And for what? And for what?!!!”

“Fives-”

“I know you think about it! You’re not blind to what's happening! I saw it on Umbara, I see it when you look at her-”

“Don’t.”

“What’s going to happen to us Rex? Will they just throw us at the guns until there’s none of us left?! Or throw us away when we’re no longer useful? We deserve better, we deserve to live!!! And you!!! You’re so much more- that life with the General- Aria- after the war… why shouldn’t you have it?!”

“Fives stop it! Please!!!”

That was a low blow and Fives knew it. The tears in Fives’ eyes did nothing to still the turmoil in Rex’s heart because… he was right. As much as he tried to pretend otherwise, each night since they’d escaped Umbara’s atmosphere his thoughts had been assaulted with the same mutinous thoughts. Who were the Jedi to decide whether his brothers lived or died?! Sure, Krell had Fallen, but every other general had the same right to abuse that power. How many brothers had died before now to weak or apathetic leaders?! And what would happen after the war?! 

The worst part was that he’d had this conversation before. The look on Aria’s face that night… they’d both said things that scared him even now, that made his heart race with fear and something he dare not name. But the way she’d described her hatred of the battlefield, her fear for her Padawan, her forbidden dream of a normal life… and he’d understood. He’d wanted it too. And her fierceness, her passion- if she’d asked him to desert then-

But he hadn’t - he’d been the Republic’s loyal soldier - and he’d marched his men to Umbara and to their deaths.

Fives was staring at him; intelligent eyes only fuelled by the inebriation. He’d long ago learned to never underestimate Fives’ ability to analyse the situation around him, but now it seemed his brother was looking through his skin, straight into his soul.

“I might be a bad liar, but at least I’m not lying to myself,” Fives muttered darkly before pushing himself away from the bar, stalking past Rex and the other stunned patrons in the bar to disappear into the dark night outside. 

Fives had been right on Umbara - about Krell, about everything.

He hated that Fives was right here too.

Thank you if you gave this a read! For those interested, Fox had been dealing with his own problems prior to the 501st arrival and had every reason to be grumpy - both Fox and Rex deserve a real break and some therapy!

[laz-laz-ace-pilot]

Another Aria, belonging to the brilliant @clone-bar-79s ! She’s a fantastic character and aaaaaaaaaaaaa I’m so excited to see where her story goes!

[clone-bar-79s]

Hi Guys. I just wanted to mention that I did just create another sideblog for my self insert OC Aria (:)) The one some of you were following me on was a secondary blog and limited in the way I could use it so instead I have created another one and already followed those who were keeping up with my OCs life. So yeah :) Please follow me here instead :*

Jedi Knight Aria

[clone-bar-79s]

So a little bit about Aria's parents. Aria's mother and father were both from Alderaan. They were born there, lived there, fell in love, got married, and had their children there too. Two girls, fraternal twins, one of them being Aria. When Aria was brought to the temple, because a Jedi on Alderaan sensed that she was strong with the force, they agreed to let her be taken away and taught in their ways. But the second the Jedi left, the family uprooted their entire lives and moved to Coruscant.

When they arrived, they spent a year trying to get in touch with someone from the Temple. Their extended family had some influence and eventually helped them meet a Jedi Master, none other than Mace Windu, who pulled them aside and explained the arrangement. It was a blow to hear they wouldn't be able to meet her, but Mace offered them some ease stating that she would be able to make her own choice when she got knighted.

She gets knighted and that's when Aria has to deal with the way her life would pan out from there on. The lack of permanence in a Jedis' life starts to eat at her. Because, until then she really hadn't lived a life on her own. She spent thirteen years as a youngling, surrounded by other younglings and from there she spent another eleven years with her Master. But its when she got knighted that things changed. While a decade is no small amount of time for a human, this was something she would have to get used to. While Mace Windu didn't take a padawan because the war broke out, she waited every week waiting to hear the news of the new youngling who would now be replacing her. Someone else needed his attention and it baffled her that she was so... angry.

And then while nothing is permanent, it seems to exist in all forms around her. In families, friends, relationships, and siblings. People choosing to be together and fighting tooth and nail to ensure that they didn't get separated unless it was death. And so she spends a good year getting angry at her own family that she isn't aware of. She wonders how a family could give up a child to the elusive and mysterious Jedi without knowing much about them.

But she does find out they exist. And they don't just exist, that they have lived minutes from the Temple, with her sister who she'll never know. She only learns about them when they die, when their lawyer tells her she's been left everything they owned and she realizes she would have been better off never wanting to have met them.