Is it... Obitress? Kentress? Ventrobi? Feel free to weigh in. I’ve heard multiple names from folx who ship Obi-Wan and Ventress and I’m still not sure which one’s the “official.” (I’m partial to Obitress myself.)

I’ve just reshot these two and popped up the new pics at our Etsy. They’re available in mega and mini sizes. ☺️

P.S. I’m debating putting up an Asajj/Savage set while I’ve got the art for them, and (eventually) I’m going to get around to drawing up Quinlan Vos. Because Dark Disciple. 

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Bad Things (feat. Camila Cabello) - Machine Gun Kelly 

Here’s a bunch of my fic ideas that I wish I could write but english is not my first language and I’m pretty sure I would fuck it up:

Coffee shop AU. Obi-Wan as the hipster owner of a coffee shop that serves “deconstructed coffee”. Asajj is the ~punk~ girl who goes there with her hipster friends and everytime she goes, she makes sure to say his coffee shop sucks. She secretly loves his coffee. 

MOULIN ROUGE AU. I know. Satine stuff. Sorry. I just like to suffer.

Role reverse AU. Obi-Wan is Dooku’s apprendice. Asajj is a jedi knight.

MORE TATTOO SHOP AUS!!!!!!! PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!

It was too quiet. Obi-Wan always got worried around this time, especially when the house was too quiet. Time passed differently on Tatooine than anywhere else in the galaxy (it either dragged, or flew; there was no in-between), but every year the small hut the once-Jedi now called home with the woman who had once wanted nothing more than to skewer him alive fell into a silence so deep it seemed to envelop the entire universe.

“I know you're getting tired of hearing it, but I'm gonna ask again: are you absolutely, one-hundred-percent positive about this, Master?”

Obi-Wan bit back an exasperated sigh as he looked at Anakin's reflection in the mirror. “We've been over this several times before, Anakin. I've never been more certain about anything in my life.”