Because I Keep Forgetting This Headcanon And Need To Remind Myself:

i draw a weird amount of “Boba having a Moment” panels

AU where Dooku has a heart attack and ends up in a coma because of Old Man Syndrome and Ventress becomes incidentally in charge of the entire Separatist Army but nobody TOLD HER Sidious’s identity and when he reaches out, she doesn’t like his tone and cuts the call before he can convince her he’s her boss’s boss, so she just runs the army HER way, which is still a comprehensive war effort against the Republic and devastating to the Jedi, but in a way that really doesn’t help the Sith Plot.

Ventress: I’m going to be a problem.

Obi-Wan: For us or for the Sith?

Ventress: I’m going to be a problem.

Since apparently my messy grogu sketches are more popular than my polished pieces, here are some messy sketches of him with his dad.

tips for writing Star Wars fanfic/Star Wars roleplay things

it’s not concrete; it’s duracrete

viewports are the windows on ships

not a plane; ship or speeder

it’s not steel; it’s durasteel

books are rare; holorecords or datapads

it’s not a glass pane it’s transparisteel

caf is the equivalent of coffee

it’s not paper it’s a flimsi

medcenter is a hospital

Star Wars can be very similar to things we’re already used to, but getting familiar with some of these terms can make your writing really fit in with the universe

AU where Dooku has a heart attack and ends up in a coma because of Old Man Syndrome and Ventress becomes incidentally in charge of the entire Separatist Army but nobody TOLD HER Sidious’s identity and when he reaches out, she doesn’t like his tone and cuts the call before he can convince her he’s her boss’s boss, so she just runs the army HER way, which is still a comprehensive war effort against the Republic and devastating to the Jedi, but in a way that really doesn’t help the Sith Plot.

Ventress: I’m going to be a problem.

Obi-Wan: For us or for the Sith?

Ventress: I’m going to be a problem.

*narrator voice* unfortunately, none of them knew that the Dark Side skips a generation.

the boys accidentally break the Vader-reveal to Boba.

I like to think din has no idea who the fuck luke skywalker is but leia organa??? the fucking hutt slayer??? like fuck dude what bounty hunter doesn’t know about her

Taking one quote from the prequels and running with it all the way to space. Also, combined a couple of requests from a while ago. 😊

Sorry, I’m not up to date on the details of Star Wars outside the movies, but was R2-D2, like, Leia’s droid between the Prequels and the Original Trilogy? Whatever the case, I think I might need it to happen in a crack fic. 

Because I’ve suddenly imagined R2-D2 accompanying Leia to her Senate meetings. In reality, it would probably be very dangerous for R2 and Leia. But I think it would be perfect for a crack fic. 

Like, just imagine if Leia and R2 are just strolling around the halls of the Senate, with Leia ranting to R2 about something or other. And then bump into an older Senator by accident. And at first it’s all pleasantries and apologies, but then the older Senator takes one look at R2, turns a color that is not a good color for their people to turn, and then says in utter horror, “IT’S YOU!” 

Because surely there must be older Senators out there from before the Empire, who remember that horrible little nightmare droid who tailed those awful Jedi around and occasionally Senator Amidala. (Like, there must be people out there who witnessed R2 blow up a building or even straight-up kill someone.) 

And Leia’s like, “What? You know my droid?” 

And the Senator’s got a hand over their heart, both to soothe themselves and a little protectively, and says, “My dear, I couldn’t forget that thing if I was dead. That’s the little bastard who set me on fire! Granted, it was an accident and it saved Senator Amidala’s life again, but still. She was far too fond of it! That and that debonair Jedi it belonged to!” 

And Leia lights up immediately because oho, this is interesting. Meanwhile R2 is basically swearing up a storm trying to push her away. And the Senator has an expression on their face like, “Oh, damn, I shouldn’t have said that.” 

Anyway, Leia accidentally figures  out who her parents were because R2 is a memorable asshole that old politicians still see in their nightmares. 

When Chewbacca came of age the wise woman read his eyes and told him his future.  He would live a long life, face many hardships and many great joys, and if he was steadfast and courageous he would earn a place in The Histories.  

“I see four pups in your future, more by bond than blood.”  she’d said.  The math wasn’t hard, one by blood- that could wait until he found a wife- and three he’d have to go find himself.

A good future he thought, one he intended to earn.

1

Sometime during that first mad escape from Mimban he realizes Han Solo is a dangerous mix of smart and stupid.  He is honest though, at least to Chewbacca, and didn’t treat him like the animal other humans did.

But he clearly needs looking after.  

Not long after he thinks this Han saves his life.  If anyone asks Chewbacca will tell them that’s why he follows Solo, a life debt is a serious thing.

But in truth it has more to do with the kindness hidden under the jokes and facade of toughness.  This one has been alone his whole life and is still good at his core.

And if he is honest with himself, he had decided he was keeping this one the moment he grunted out an escape plan for them both in truly terrible garbled Shyriiwook.

Now he just has to teach Han not to talk his way into anything he can’t talk  his way out of.

2

Luke Skywalker is shockingly naive the first time Chewbacca met him. Newly orphaned, for a second time, he still looked around with wide guileless eyes that got him in trouble almost immediately.

When Han takes the job from Luke and the Jedi not even trying to pretend he isn’t one Chewbacca knows this job will be different.  

He did not anticipate exactly how different.

Han fidgets restlessly and grumbles to himself.  Chewbacca does not say anything, but he keys the coordinates for Yavin into the hyperdrive.  He doesn’t submit them.  Not yet.

“Kriff.” Han hisses.  “I must be crazy.”

Now he submits them to the navicomputer.

“We need to go back.” Han says, dumping them out of hyperspace.  Chewbacca immediately begins wheeling the ship around just as the navicomputer spits out a route.

Han looks from the computer to him. His mouth twists like he doesn’t know whether to frown or smile.  

In the end all he does is say “Right, let’s go make sure Luke doesn’t get himself killed.” and takes them to lightspeed again.

A very real concern, Luke is altogether too sure he’s the storybook hero.  

They’ll have to teach him to take better care of himself.

3

“Can someone get this walking carpet out of my way?”

He doesn’t respond.  The girl is angry. So angry she is lashing out at everyone even her rescuers.  He can only begin to imagine how she feels.  His home is imprisoned, trapped in the Empire’s iron grip.  He know what it is to mourn a homeworld in chains.  

He cannot even begin to imagine what it would be like to lose his world entirely.

Later, after they have escaped and are on their way to Yavin Leia comes to find him alone in the cockpit.

“I’m sorry,” she says, quietly.  Her rage cooled for now.  “About earlier.  I shouldn’t have insulted you like that. Especially when you risked your life to rescue me.  I just-”

All at once whatever blocks she had in place fail.  Her eyes tear up and she whispers, “They’re dead.”  She covers her mouth for a moment, like she wants to deny what she’s said.  But the tears flow harder and she continues.  “They’re all dead.  Everyone-”

Words fail her then, but she stands there weeping silently for a moment, before Chewbacca simply scoops her up and holds her in his lap.

(She’s such a tiny thing, full to bursting with anger and sorrow)

He rocks her gently, and croons calming nonsense, and lets her cry and cling to him.

This is not the first hug she’s given him.  It will not be the last, but with luck there will not be more this full of pain.

“You cannot muscle your way through grief,” he tells her, even though he knows she doesn’t understand.  “You must weather it instead.”

He hopes this in not a lesson she needs to use often.