IMAGINE if Thrawn captures the entire Ghost crew for entirely petty personal geeky reasons...

Thrawn: I got all you, even the droid and ex-Agent Kallus! Now to do what must be done!


Pryce: Thrawn, how’s the torture com- what is going on? Why is the Twi’lek and the Jedi just sitting at the table, drinking together like they’re on a date.

Thrawn: You see, I really want them to kiss, I’m not going to kill the Jedi until he kisses Captain Syndulla. So I recreated their Rion’s moons days down to the caf I served them. Besides, its torture that they can’t kiss or the Jedi will die. 

Hera: A-hem (bad acting) Oh no, I really want to kiss my Jedi, but he’ll be killed if I do. (sips caf)

Kanan(bad acting) Oh no, I really want to kiss you Hera, like really kiss you, but I’ll become one with the Force if I do and like we won’t be together again. (sips caf)

Pryce: Then what are you doing with the younger Jedi, the Lothal-street rat?

Thrawn: You see, I choose a very specific punishment specific to his past experiences. I decided to make him my apprentice, my protege. 

Ezra: (in Imperial uniform) Oh no, I’m Thrawn’s apprentice, whatever shall I do?

Thrawn: Adorable, he reminds me of young Eli.

Pryce: The Mandalorian?

Thrawn: She’s tied over there and I placed her in front of bad art until she autographs the graffiti I extracted from Lothal.

Sabine: This art sucks!

Pryce: The Fulcrum and Lasat?

Thrawn: I placed them in a frozen confinement. (turns on surveillance screen)

Zeb and Kallus: (on screen and freezing) We are NOT cuddling for your amusement!

Thrawn: Any moment now, they’re gonna share body heat and I’ll draw that.

Pryce: The droid?

Thrawn: I decided to make the droid an offer he couldn’t refuse. It had so much potential for the Empire that I sent it to Emperor Palpatine’s court.

Palpatine: (getting Force-lightninged by Chopper) YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

Chopper: BEpbep, heheheheheehe

((For the prompt: Beginings and ends: The last time Kylo introduced himself as Ben Solo/Organa/The first time he introduced himself as Kylo Ren)) 

The last time Ben Introduced himself as Ben Solo was a week before everything happened. A cute girl had just come to the fledgling Jedi school. He knew he wasn’t supposed to have a relationship, thanks to the Jedi thing, and she was a girl, but he was young and hadn’t figured himself out yet. 

He gathered himself and made his way over to her, she was a Twi'lek, cute and giggly and Ben’s palms were sweaty. He didn’t really…talk to people much, for a variety of reasons. 

“Hi…” He said as he finally made his way over to her. 

“Oh, Hi!” She said with a bright smile. Ben had forgotten the name she’d given by now. It didn’t matter anyway, now. But she’d asked for his name, he did remember that. 

“It’s umm….It’s Ben. Ben Organa-Solo.” He said and bit his lip. 

“Ben? Wait, are you Master Luke’s Nephew?” She asked her eyes lighting up, and going into a spill about how she thought his parents were heroes. 

That was why he didn’t talk to anyone, or tell anyone who he was. He was always Han Solo's son, Leia Organa's son, Luke Skywalker's nephew, And, later as he would find out, Darth Vader’s grandson. He was never just Ben. He was never known for just being himself. There was always something greater to him thanks to his stupid family and it’s stupid cosmic destiny and he hated it, even if he wasn’t supposed to. 

He’d walked away after that, he never talked to the girl again. 

Then, after, after the blood and the tears and screams that came with what he did, after he broke the connection with his mother as she screamed his old name through their bond, begging him to come home. After he’d walked away from everything he’d ever known and everything he once loved, He was lead aboard the Finalizer for the first time. 

He stood in front of Snoke’s hologram as he introduced a boy around his age, Armataige Hux. He was just a kid but already a lieutenant. Smart and a strategist, the son of Brendol Hux. He looked over the Ginger and eyed him for a moment before offering his hand. 

“My name is Kylo Ren.“ 

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We have a Zeltron Nar Shadda Casino hostess, some creepy spy guy, and a twi’lik with a blaster.

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I wasn’t feeling so great today. Sadly, I didn’t have anything amazing art-wise to show. So instead, here are some cutely-sloppy colored sketches of some ships I love that I made within the past 2-3 hours.. Two are canon! Korrasami and Harley x Ivy. -Umbra

Apologies for the excessive amount of tags. Just felt like putting a lot. Pff.

In the dim light of the lamp I saw him sitting there, an old briar pipe between his lips, his eyes fixed vacantly upon the corner of the ceiling, the blue smoke curling up from him, silent, motionless, with the light shining upon his strong-set aquiline features. —The Man with the Twisted Lip

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Sunlight #10

Even eggheads have pervy dreams. And a precious little cinnamon roll like Twilight is no exception.

Also, if anyone can work out the chemical reaction without looking it up on google, you win the “purple smarts” award for biggest nerd.

anonymous asked:

Prompt on being immortal and or unable to die.

1. “Honestly, it isn’t as fun as it sounds. It does have some perks, though.”

2. “Seriously, put the gun down. You’re embarrassing yourself. Those bullets won’t do a thing to me.”

3. “Your grandfather was a lovely man. I used to take care of him when he was a child.”

4. “Don’t bother, okay? You seriously can’t kill me. Better men than you have tried and failed.”

5. “Honestly, I have no idea how this happened. I thought I was normal, until my ex pushed me off the top of a building, and I barely got a scratch.”

6. “You’ve got me. Immortal doesn’t mean I won’t feel the pain. But let me tell you something, kid. After five hundred years, pain don’t mean much to me anymore.”

7. “Please, don’t go. You’re the last one. I don’t want to be alone. Please.”

8. “I was good for a thousand years, which I think probably says something about me. But if I don’t kill them, I get attached. And then they die anyway, and a part of me dies with them.”

9. “What are you going to do to me, honestly? You could lock me in a box at the bottom of the ocean, come back a hundred years later, and find me ready to destroy you.”

10. “Please tell me you didn’t just try to poison me. Because that would be seriously rude.”

11. “No, I’m not a vampire, and I’m not a freaky creature that sparkles in the sun, either.”


“Sorry, a little inside joke. It was a book. Lost in the fires over a century ago, to my great relief.”

12. “I’m sorry, but did you just ask me if I was a zombie? I’m pretty sure I’m the opposite of a zombie, actually.”

I hope you enjoyed! I tried to bounce around to fit various types of immortals! :)