some zabrak doodles
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Savage
some zabrak doodles
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More Sith Family, please? Maybe Obi-Wan interacting with Maul and Savage during the peace talks, and the Jedi/ the Senators having to ignore how weird that seems to them?
The child was climbing the large yellow Zabrak as if he was a tree.
Obi-Wan Kenobi in his child version was climbing the large Zabrak as
if he was a tree while the smaller one watched with something akin to
amusement and resignation. “…Obi-Wan, what are you doing brat?”
“Savage’s head looked empty.” Obi-Wan offered cheerfully,
finally having gotten to the others shoulders where he clung on.
“Empty…he has horns.” Maul raised his brows as Savage gave his
brother a long suffering look.
“Yeha, and so do you but your heads look empty. But he’s more
exposed to weather pressure.” Obi-Wan offered primly from his
position.
“…Did you just make the most ancient of height jokes?” Maul
blinked steadily, a slow smirk curling his lips.
“I’m just alerting you to the fact that Savage reaches the
weather pressure quicker then we do. That is all.” Obi-Wan hummed,
reaching into his belt and pulling a slip of fabric from it. He then
firmly pulled it onto Savage’s head, the tip of the Zabrak’s
horns poking through.
“…Obi-Wan, what IS that?” Savage finally questioned, his voice
deep and rumbling.
“Its a beanie! Nice and warm and good to protect the head. Yours is
yellow.” Obi-Wan beamed before eyeing the distance from Savage to
Maul.
The older man only had a few seconds warning. “Obi-Wan, n-”
“Catch!” With that the child threw himself at Maul, the Sith
quickly reaching out and catching him with a yelp. Serenus would
MURDER him if he let the child drop. And then revive his corpse for
unspeakable things!
The scarred child beamed happily at that, comfortably tucked up in
Maul’s arms as he slipped another piece of fabric of his belt.
“Obi-Wan no, I don’t want a be-”
With that Obi-Wan pulled a red beanie down on Maul’s head, the sith
giving a long suffering sigh as he stared at the other with an
unimpressed look in his eyes. “…Really?” He questioned. Obi-Wan
beamed.
“…It looks good on you brother.” Savage offered in his most
serene of tones, getting a glare in return.
“Yes, very good!” Obi-Wan beamed. “I say this calls for
celebratory treats. Of the cold variety. And by that I mean icecream.
I’d really like icecream Maul…please?” He asked hopefully. Maul
and Savage exchanged long looks over the child’s head before Savage
shrugged.
Maul rolled his eyes but shifted Obi-Wan onto his hip and called up
Ventress. “Oi, witch, Obi-Wan wants icecream. I’m giving you the
door guard duty since I’m taking Savage with me.”
“Hey! I didn’t agree to that.”
“Oh please Auntie V! I really want icecream!”
“…Ugh, fine. I’m on my way.” She grumbled through the comm.
“Thank you!” Obi-Wan was beaming before yelping when Savage
lifted him up and onto his shoulders. “Oh! Tall!”
“Yes yes imp, lets go.” Maul sighed, tucking his hands behind his
back as Obi-Wan rested his arms on Savage’s beanie covered head and
his chin on his arms, Savage holding the skinny legs to make sure the
other didn’t fall of.
Plo and Kit slowly exchanged looks.
“…No one is going to believe us.” Kit finally settled on,
twitching a bit.
“If we take a picture they will.” Plo offered back, tucking his
hands into his belt.
More Sith Family, please? Maybe Obi-Wan interacting with Maul and Savage during the peace talks, and the Jedi/ the Senators having to ignore how weird that seems to them?
The child was climbing the large yellow Zabrak as if he was a tree.
Obi-Wan Kenobi in his child version was climbing the large Zabrak as
if he was a tree while the smaller one watched with something akin to
amusement and resignation. “…Obi-Wan, what are you doing brat?”
“Savage’s head looked empty.” Obi-Wan offered cheerfully,
finally having gotten to the others shoulders where he clung on.
“Empty…he has horns.” Maul raised his brows as Savage gave his
brother a long suffering look.
“Yeha, and so do you but your heads look empty. But he’s more
exposed to weather pressure.” Obi-Wan offered primly from his
position.
“…Did you just make the most ancient of height jokes?” Maul
blinked steadily, a slow smirk curling his lips.
“I’m just alerting you to the fact that Savage reaches the
weather pressure quicker then we do. That is all.” Obi-Wan hummed,
reaching into his belt and pulling a slip of fabric from it. He then
firmly pulled it onto Savage’s head, the tip of the Zabrak’s
horns poking through.
“…Obi-Wan, what IS that?” Savage finally questioned, his voice
deep and rumbling.
“Its a beanie! Nice and warm and good to protect the head. Yours is
yellow.” Obi-Wan beamed before eyeing the distance from Savage to
Maul.
The older man only had a few seconds warning. “Obi-Wan, n-”
“Catch!” With that the child threw himself at Maul, the Sith
quickly reaching out and catching him with a yelp. Serenus would
MURDER him if he let the child drop. And then revive his corpse for
unspeakable things!
The scarred child beamed happily at that, comfortably tucked up in
Maul’s arms as he slipped another piece of fabric of his belt.
“Obi-Wan no, I don’t want a be-”
With that Obi-Wan pulled a red beanie down on Maul’s head, the sith
giving a long suffering sigh as he stared at the other with an
unimpressed look in his eyes. “…Really?” He questioned. Obi-Wan
beamed.
“…It looks good on you brother.” Savage offered in his most
serene of tones, getting a glare in return.
“Yes, very good!” Obi-Wan beamed. “I say this calls for
celebratory treats. Of the cold variety. And by that I mean icecream.
I’d really like icecream Maul…please?” He asked hopefully. Maul
and Savage exchanged long looks over the child’s head before Savage
shrugged.
Maul rolled his eyes but shifted Obi-Wan onto his hip and called up
Ventress. “Oi, witch, Obi-Wan wants icecream. I’m giving you the
door guard duty since I’m taking Savage with me.”
“Hey! I didn’t agree to that.”
“Oh please Auntie V! I really want icecream!”
“…Ugh, fine. I’m on my way.” She grumbled through the comm.
“Thank you!” Obi-Wan was beaming before yelping when Savage
lifted him up and onto his shoulders. “Oh! Tall!”
“Yes yes imp, lets go.” Maul sighed, tucking his hands behind his
back as Obi-Wan rested his arms on Savage’s beanie covered head and
his chin on his arms, Savage holding the skinny legs to make sure the
other didn’t fall of.
Plo and Kit slowly exchanged looks.
“…No one is going to believe us.” Kit finally settled on,
twitching a bit.
“If we take a picture they will.” Plo offered back, tucking his
hands into his belt.
Um, did you receive my prompt for the sithandchild au about Obi not being able to control his shadow monsters and having to be rescued by either a Sith or a Jedi? I was reading through your posts and noticed that you said that tumblr sometimes eats your asks. If you have got it, and you just haven’t written it yet or don’t want to write it at all, that’s fine. I still love all your writing! :)
He was to know better, Ventress had been teaching him better.
But he was tired. He was exhausted and the Jedi were relentless in
their pursuit of him. He had been backed against a corner in a city
he did not know and his master to far away to help him, to far from
anyone to help him as the two knights had traced him down like a dog.
So he had gone for the blood magic Auntie V had taught him.
The Force leaping to his control…and then it turned.
The shadows rose but snarling and barking at everyone and Obi-Wan
backed even more into the alley he had gone into, eyes wide. The two
Jedi seemed to catch that despite summoning them, Obi-Wan was not in
control of the dark shadowed creature.
It was just suppose to be a minor survival mixed retrieval mission.
There was not suppose to be any Jedi on the planet even!
And yet here they were, coaxing him to leave his dad’s side, to
‘rescue’ him from the dark.
Obi-Wan was HAPPY, why couldn’t they understand it?!
And now they were all dead as he lost his control of his shadows.
He screamed in fear, his cry echoing in the Force as they pounced and
claws wracked across his face, tearing skin and flesh apart.
And then his cry was answered by a roar of rage as something heavy
thumped down and a red blade passed through the shadows. Yellow and
black twirled on him before massive arms wrapped around him and
brought him to a firm chest and then Obi-Wan was in the air again,
rushing away from the shadows and the Jedi’s and far far away from
the alley in burst of Force speed.
Obi-Wan struggled to see past the blood in his eyes until finally he
could tell who had him. Savage, Savage had found him. Savage had
saved him and Obi-Wan sobbed as much from relief as pain.
The massive arm around him tightened as the Zabrak put on a sprint,
taking the small and fragile pink thing as far away from the Jedi and
the shadows the little one could no longer control. “Little one,
where is Serenus?” He growled out.
His response was harsh and pained sobs against his chest, blood
coating armor and fabric equally.
Inwardly Savage cursed and tried to orient himself to where Maul was.
If he could not reach Serenus, he could at least find his brother.
Against his shoulder, Serenus tiny apprentice was quieting down
except for a hitch in his breath now and then that told the other he
was still crying if not so noisily. Savage slipped into a half
ruined, empty building and carefully peeled the child’s face away
from the tunic, hissing a bit at the massive claw shaped gaps
crossing the others face. He could see the tender white bone of the
boys forehead and cheekbone and it looked like the tip of the boys
nose was missing though it was hard to tell with all the blood. The
right side of Obi-Wan’s face was a mess and his eye was clenched
shut, leaving Savage unable to tell if the eyeball was there.
“We need your master.” He rumbled instead and tucked the child
back against him, once again setting of to a spring as his bond with
Maul flared open in annoyance.
The red-skinned Zabrak annoyance faded to worry when he saw exactly
why his brother had contacted him. “What happened?” He hissed
while carefully extracting Obi-Wan’s face from Savage’s shirt
again, hissing sharply at the blood and snow pale sight of the
child’s skin.
“He lost control of the blood magic the witch taught him. He was
chased by two Jedi, I do not know what happened to them but I got him
away.” Savage growled in return even as he gave the copper haired
human over to his brother who instantly took him aboard the ship.
“Comm Serenus from the ship, I’ll tend to Obi-Wan.”
By the time the older Sith finally appeared, Obi-Wan had long since
been settled into Maul’s bed in a drug induced sleep, his entire
right side of his face covered in bacta bandages. Qui-Gon went right
past both Zabraks and to his child’s side, kneeling down and
cupping his face in his hands. “Obi-Wan…” The child made a low
whimper in his drug induced sleep but made no other move as Qui-Gon
examined him with the Force.
Exhausted, in pain and experiencing blood loss. Yellow eyes took in
the bacta bandages.
“…What happened?”
“I found him in an alley with two Jedi, they must have chased him.
The magic the witch has been teaching him turned on him too, he lost
control.” Savage offered. “I was close enough to hear him cry out
and went to him.”
“I took care of his injuries. They are…extensive. He may lose an
eye and the tip of his nose is gone. There will also be massive
scarring if left untreated.” Maul offered lowly.
“It will not.” Qui-Gon reached in and slowly picked up Obi-Wan in
blankets and all, glancing at the bloody tunic on the floor. “…I’ll
take him to my ship and bring him back to Serenno. Dooku has new
missions for us.” He stood slowly with the bundle in his arms.
Maul nodded.
As Qui-Gon started walking Savage spoke up hesitantly. “Will he be
alright?”
“…No, but healing will eventually make him alright.” Qui-Gon
ducked under the doorway and left.
Um, did you receive my prompt for the sithandchild au about Obi not being able to control his shadow monsters and having to be rescued by either a Sith or a Jedi? I was reading through your posts and noticed that you said that tumblr sometimes eats your asks. If you have got it, and you just haven’t written it yet or don’t want to write it at all, that’s fine. I still love all your writing! :)
He was to know better, Ventress had been teaching him better.
But he was tired. He was exhausted and the Jedi were relentless in
their pursuit of him. He had been backed against a corner in a city
he did not know and his master to far away to help him, to far from
anyone to help him as the two knights had traced him down like a dog.
So he had gone for the blood magic Auntie V had taught him.
The Force leaping to his control…and then it turned.
The shadows rose but snarling and barking at everyone and Obi-Wan
backed even more into the alley he had gone into, eyes wide. The two
Jedi seemed to catch that despite summoning them, Obi-Wan was not in
control of the dark shadowed creature.
It was just suppose to be a minor survival mixed retrieval mission.
There was not suppose to be any Jedi on the planet even!
And yet here they were, coaxing him to leave his dad’s side, to
‘rescue’ him from the dark.
Obi-Wan was HAPPY, why couldn’t they understand it?!
And now they were all dead as he lost his control of his shadows.
He screamed in fear, his cry echoing in the Force as they pounced and
claws wracked across his face, tearing skin and flesh apart.
And then his cry was answered by a roar of rage as something heavy
thumped down and a red blade passed through the shadows. Yellow and
black twirled on him before massive arms wrapped around him and
brought him to a firm chest and then Obi-Wan was in the air again,
rushing away from the shadows and the Jedi’s and far far away from
the alley in burst of Force speed.
Obi-Wan struggled to see past the blood in his eyes until finally he
could tell who had him. Savage, Savage had found him. Savage had
saved him and Obi-Wan sobbed as much from relief as pain.
The massive arm around him tightened as the Zabrak put on a sprint,
taking the small and fragile pink thing as far away from the Jedi and
the shadows the little one could no longer control. “Little one,
where is Serenus?” He growled out.
His response was harsh and pained sobs against his chest, blood
coating armor and fabric equally.
Inwardly Savage cursed and tried to orient himself to where Maul was.
If he could not reach Serenus, he could at least find his brother.
Against his shoulder, Serenus tiny apprentice was quieting down
except for a hitch in his breath now and then that told the other he
was still crying if not so noisily. Savage slipped into a half
ruined, empty building and carefully peeled the child’s face away
from the tunic, hissing a bit at the massive claw shaped gaps
crossing the others face. He could see the tender white bone of the
boys forehead and cheekbone and it looked like the tip of the boys
nose was missing though it was hard to tell with all the blood. The
right side of Obi-Wan’s face was a mess and his eye was clenched
shut, leaving Savage unable to tell if the eyeball was there.
“We need your master.” He rumbled instead and tucked the child
back against him, once again setting of to a spring as his bond with
Maul flared open in annoyance.
The red-skinned Zabrak annoyance faded to worry when he saw exactly
why his brother had contacted him. “What happened?” He hissed
while carefully extracting Obi-Wan’s face from Savage’s shirt
again, hissing sharply at the blood and snow pale sight of the
child’s skin.
“He lost control of the blood magic the witch taught him. He was
chased by two Jedi, I do not know what happened to them but I got him
away.” Savage growled in return even as he gave the copper haired
human over to his brother who instantly took him aboard the ship.
“Comm Serenus from the ship, I’ll tend to Obi-Wan.”
By the time the older Sith finally appeared, Obi-Wan had long since
been settled into Maul’s bed in a drug induced sleep, his entire
right side of his face covered in bacta bandages. Qui-Gon went right
past both Zabraks and to his child’s side, kneeling down and
cupping his face in his hands. “Obi-Wan…” The child made a low
whimper in his drug induced sleep but made no other move as Qui-Gon
examined him with the Force.
Exhausted, in pain and experiencing blood loss. Yellow eyes took in
the bacta bandages.
“…What happened?”
“I found him in an alley with two Jedi, they must have chased him.
The magic the witch has been teaching him turned on him too, he lost
control.” Savage offered. “I was close enough to hear him cry out
and went to him.”
“I took care of his injuries. They are…extensive. He may lose an
eye and the tip of his nose is gone. There will also be massive
scarring if left untreated.” Maul offered lowly.
“It will not.” Qui-Gon reached in and slowly picked up Obi-Wan in
blankets and all, glancing at the bloody tunic on the floor. “…I’ll
take him to my ship and bring him back to Serenno. Dooku has new
missions for us.” He stood slowly with the bundle in his arms.
Maul nodded.
As Qui-Gon started walking Savage spoke up hesitantly. “Will he be
alright?”
“…No, but healing will eventually make him alright.” Qui-Gon
ducked under the doorway and left.
I loove your writing so so much! Please could you do one with bb!obi and Sith!quigon where obi is wrapping maul/ventress/dooku around his tiny finger and getting them to bring him sweets despite quigon attempting to curb his sweet tooth (because although Sith are supposed to give into temptation the amount of sweets obi wants to eat are in no way healthy)
“No.” Qui-Gon
growled, picking up his apprentice and settling the child on his hip,
glaring at both Maul and Savage. “That is enough, no more sweets,
do you two have any idea how much sweets he’s eaten this week
alone?”
Maul raised a
severly unimpressed eyebrow before shrugging. “No.”
“To much. So much
that he’s getting ill and having stomach aches and he has cavities
from here to Naboo.” Qui-Gon adjusted his apprentice on his hip and
gave the copper haired imp a long look. “No more sweets, I’m
putting my foot down.”
“But Master!”
“No.”
“Daaaaaaad.”
The child whined, going for his last option.
“Nooo.”
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“I told you all
not to give him anymore sweets!” Qui-Gon growled, incensed as he
stared at the guilty looking child with chocolate sploges on his
face.
“Relaaaax, its a
treat for doing so good. You’d have been impressed with him today.”
Ventress smirked at him, leaning on her hands. She wasn’t about to
admit that Obi-Wan’s big, slightly glowing, green eyes had made her
give in and give him chocolate.
“I don’t care,
treats can be something NOT sweets.” Qui-Gon took a moist cloth and
started to wipe the child’s face, eyes narrowed in displeasure.
“…It was just a
little bit master?”
“Tell that to
your cavities. Force Obi-Wan, please show SOME restraint.”
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“And no sweets.”
“Of course not
Qui-Gon.” Dooku offered pleasantly with a hand on Obi-Wan’s
shoulder, watching the other man seemingly deflate in relief. “I do
have some decorum, as if I kept sweets around.”
“…Good, he has
enough cavities to make a mining operation possible.”
“Dentist bot
time?”
“If we had one on
site, yes but we don’t. What do you think my own personal side
thing is?” Qui-Gon offered dryly before the space ship closed up
and took the man away.
Obi-Wan and Dooku
watched the ship until it was gone before the old man reached into
his pocket and pulled out a wrapped cookie, handing it to the wibbly
looking child. “Technically not sweets. Just don’t tell him.”
Dooku chuckled and guided the young one back inside.
He didn’t feel to
guilty giving the child a cookie since Qui-Gon would bring back a
dentist mech.
“Thank you
grandpa.” Obi-Wan gave him a sweet smile and nibbled on the cookie.
“…How does
chocolate cake for dessert today sound?”
“Really?”
“Yes, dessert,
technically not a sweet once again.”
MERRY SITHMAS AU
She could complain all she wanted but Qui-Gon had seen Asajj’s
interested and greedy look to the little present for her under the
tree.
And Maul’s and Savage too.
Obi-Wan had gotten wide eyes when Qui-Gon had told him that Yan was
bringing presents for Lifeday and then had started vibrating all over
the mansion, the lad running himself in circles to make presents for
everyone.
Qui-Gon had offered to make it simple, give the boy credits and take
him to market so he could find presents.
But Obi-Wan had insisted. His gifts were to come from him and to be
made by hand like he was used to.
He had asked for materials though, colorful papers, glue, glitter,
clay, fabric. What the eight year old had in mind Qui-Gon had no idea
but a quick squeeze of his own had told him it was soft.
Savage had even managed to get a large tree into the house that he
and Obi-Wan together had decorated with Lifeday decorations provided
by the Count himself. A quick conversation with said man had
confirmed that he had to buy them for the occasion and he had gruffly
told Qui-Gon not to let this go to Obi-Wan’s head.
How his little imp had managed to wrap everyone around his finger
Qui-Gon had no idea but it was impressive as everyone slid a present
for Obi-Wan under the tree at some point. Said redhead was busily
running back and forth like a energized beam of sun, switching
between crawling into Yan’s lap and hugging him and then running
around the room and into Qui-Gon’s lap.
“Ouf!” He gave a surprised breath as said ball of sunshine jumped
into Qui-Gon’s lap, beaming up at him with wide eyes. “Obi-Wan…”
“Sorry! Excited! There’s so many presents and look at all the
colors and the food smells really good!” The child bounced on his
knees and Qui-Gon shook his head and shot Maul a glare over the
redhead as he hugged him. “I believe we gave you to much sugar
little imp.”
“You don’t say.” Yan snorted quietly before smiling as Obi-Wan
squirmed out of Qui-Gon’s lap again and ran around the table. Asajj
snorted and poured herself another drink under Qui-Gon’s watchful
gaze, he had already warned both Maul and Asajj what he’d do if they
became actually drunk.
There may be a few things he couldn’t shield Obi-Wan from, but drunk
sith apprentices would be one of them.
Obi-Wan suddenly threw himself at Savage with something in his hands
and climbed the large Zebrak like he was a tree, beaming when he
reached the mans shoulders. “Savage! Help me hang the mistletoe!”
Asajj choked on her drink and spat it out in shock.
Savage grunted before nodding and moving with the child on his
shoulders towards a doorway, a small smirk wounding itself over his
face as Asajj glared at him.
Qui-Gon was tempted to laugh until the mistletoe was hanging and
Obi-Wan promptly pecked Savage on the cheek.
This was going to be a loooong night.
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