#k'isha hylan

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Lord K’isha Kallig and Andronikos Revel, arm in arm

When you can’t art but you can stage great screenshots ^,^

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New ocs or old, all secrets unfold ~,^

It’s TMI Tuesday! Ask my muse anything you want and they’ll have to answer honestly.

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18 for the fluffy kiss prompts?

*blows dust off of charries* Been awhile since K’isha and Andronikos stepped up for one of these ^,^

18. “I almost lost you” kisses, frenzied and afraid, careful of bandages, but trying to reach every bit of skin they can, just trying to remind themselves that their lover is here, that they’re alright, a hungry rush to block out the fear

“Our business here is complete. You would do well to meet with your followers on Dromund Kaas and ensure their loyalty.”

And with Marr’s pronouncement it was done. Thanaton was dead and she’d been accepted onto the Dark Council. It was all K’isha had fought for and yet more than she could’ve hoped. She nodded respectfully at Darth Marr and the other members of the Council - all except Ravage - then left the oppressive room.

Andronikos met her at the door and as they strode out together he brushed his hand to hers, a subtle gesture to remind her of his support. “Some display,” he chuckled.

“You know Sith and our flair for the dramatic,” she laughed weakly. Her body still hummed from the lightning Thanaton had thrown at her, it felt like she tingled down to her bones. She still pushed forward down the hall, even though her steps seemed heavy. It wasn’t until her lungs seized up that she grew afraid.

“Pirate,” she gasped, gripping his arm tightly and as her vision faded she caught a glimpse of the panic on his face.

She felt him catch her though she hadn’t realized she’d fallen, then scurry her off to a darkened alcove. Warm fingers found the pulse at her throat as he gently laid her onto the floor then brushed her lips to test for breath. 

“Damn!!” he muttered just before he opened her mouth and pressed his to hers, his breath filling her frozen lungs. Raising up he took another breath and repeated his actions, giving her air until her lungs relented and she started coughing.

He rolled her to her side but used his hand to carefully stifle the noises she made, making sure they didn’t draw any unwanted attention, and she touched her hand to his to signal she understood. Once her breathing returned to normal she rolled onto her back while he stroked her silver hair from her face. 

“Better?” he asked and she nodded.

“Better.”

“Good.” 

Without warning he scooped her into his arms and rained urgent kisses across her face. His fingers dug into her back but the circle of his arms supported her as if she were made of glass. When his mouth found hers again she kissed back, matching his feverish pitch. 

For the first time that she could remember she sensed fear from him, buried beneath the passion. Fear for her, she realized. She slid her arms around his neck, squeezing hard as she tried pouring as much reassurance as she could into the kiss. 

Eventually it softened, becoming less frantic and more heartfelt until they pulled apart with quiet sighs. “Not fair,” he grumbled as he stroked her back. “I’m the only one who’s supposed to leave you breathless.”

His sense of humor in the face of fear made her chuckle as they stood. “Have to remember that for next time, Beloved.”

The term of affection seemed to restore his swagger. He leaned in for one more quick, fiery kiss then winked at her. “See that you do Beautiful.”

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Snow being shoved down the back of your coat

Went for some of K’isha and Andronikos’s early days ^,^

All in all Andronikos didn’t mind Alderaan. The scenery was pretty enough, so long as you avoided the petty skirmishes between the so-called ‘Noble’ houses. Even he could appreciate the view and the fresh air while they cruised along the mountain paths on the speeder K’isha had borrowed from House Thul.

Thinking about House Thul got him thinking about that other Sith, Urtel or something like that. He’d watched K’isha like she was a buffet and he was ready for dinner. The way Urtel’s eyes had gleamed while he looked at her reminded Andronikos of a hound waiting to snatch a morsel from its master’s plate… and he didn’t like it. 

Lost in thought he didn’t notice the speeder slowing down until it came to a full stop, jolting him forward into K’isha’s back. She seemed to be wary of the snow-covered path in front of them, watching it curiously.

Wondering if her sensitivity was picking up something he couldn’t see he leaned forward and whispered, “Trap?” 

“No,” she murmured. “Not that I can tell.” Tilting her head, she raised her goggles from her eyes still peering at the path. “Is that snow?”

“Yeah,” he stated, still cautious.

“Really…” She slid from the speeder, stepping delicately onto the white fluff and gasped when she sunk into it. Dipping down she scooped a handful and held it up to inspect it. When she sniffed it then touched it to her lips, realization hit him hard.

“You’ve never seen snow?”

The question caught her off-guard and she looked appalled, then threw down the melting snow as her features closed off. “Of course I’ve seen snow,” she muttered, peevishly. “I mean, you see it in holos all the time.”

Suddenly remembering what passed for her childhood he started feeling like he’d stuck his boot in his mouth. “Guess I should’ve said you’ve never experienced snow,” he corrected himself, climbing off the speeder.

Unsure of how’d she’d react - and not relishing the idea of getting fried - he walked slowly towards her and scooped up a handful of his own. “Pretty fun stuff actually.” 

He curled his fist around the clump and squeezed it firm, then hurled it at a nearby tree. As the clump disintegrated K’isha’s eyes lit up and she started smiling again, so he grabbed another scoop and chucked it. “See,” he chuckled. “Great ammo.”

She scooped up a handful of her own, squeezing it like he had then threw it at a tree. When it burst she let out a tinkling giggle. “Wonderful!” she exclaimed, then did it again. The delight on her face had him grinning, and spawned impish thoughts.

He snatched up another scoop and while she aimed at a close-by boulder he grabbed the back of her coat and shoved the snow down it. Her shriek echoed through the pass and as she bounced around trying to get it out, he couldn’t stop laughing.

It was only when she paused and turned to face him that wondered what the consequences would be. Her eyes glowed bright with energy and when her hand rose he glanced at the speeder to gauge how far they were from it. Once he realized he couldn’t outrun whatever was coming he stood still and closed his eyes… only to be thwacked in the face by a huge snowball!

The Sith’s laughter pealed through the pass as snow dripped from his chin but his joined it as he grabbed another scoop and lobbed it at her. Soon they were darting around trees and rocks, dodging missiles and firing back rapidly, but he’d never known a skirmish could be so fun.

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(UN)PRODUCTIVE WAYS TO SPEND THE EVENING - Watch music videos and mentally recast them with your OCs

In this case...

Mulo as George Michael

Dvasia as Linda Evangelista

Dixie as Naomi Campbell

Selari as  Christy Turlington

K’isha as Tatjana Patitz and 

Nyarah as Cindy Crawford

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❝ How you turn my world, you precious thing. ❞

Hmmm, maybe K’isha and Andronikos for this ^,^ 

Borrowed the lyrics from ‘Within You’ and adjusted them a bit for this.

The whimpers coming through the intercom were faint, but still roused K’isha from a dead sleep. Parental hearing, she thought wryly. She was already sitting up and reaching for her robe when she felt a hand on her back.

“Angel?” Andronikos’ voice was raspy with sleep as she smiled and nodded.

“Still working on sleeping through the night it seems.” 

The mattress shifted and before she knew it her beloved had sat up beside her. “I’ll get this one,” he said.

“Are you certain?”

“We’re a team,” he chuckled then leaned over, brushing her silver hair aside to kiss her neck. “Keep my spot warm, would you Beautiful?”

“Gladly.” 

She lay back down admiring the view as he walked out and grateful for the chance for more rest. The intercom was still open and she smiled sleepily when the soft whimpers stopped, comforted by a deep voice. Angel wasn’t the only one being soothed, K’isha felt her eyelids start closing as she listened in.

Drifting close to sleep she started noticing a change in the timbre of his voice, still deep but more musical. Curious she sat back up, grabbing her robe, and got up to head to Angel’s room.

When she reached the doorway though she held back, taking in the sight of Andronikos cradling their daughter. He looked far from an infamous pirate as he rocked her back and forth, and K’isha could hear him singing.

“How you turned my world, you precious thing,” he crooned. “You’re sweet though you exhaust me.”

K’isha covered her mouth with her hand as he continued. “Everything I can, I’ll do for you. You’ll be harmed by no one.”

He looked up as if he felt K’isha close by. “Heya Beautiful.” Nodding down at the now-sleeping baby he smiled sheepishly, “She likes the singing.”

“I don’t blame her,” she whispered and walked over to them. She couldn’t help beaming as she stroked back delicate silver wisps of hair before letting him lay Angel down in her crib. “Still can’t believe she’s ours.”

“Guess two wrongs do make a right,” he chuckled, looping his arm around her waist. “But she’s good for now, and I think our own bed is getting cold.”

Raising her face K’isha gave him a wicked grin,“Then let’s go warm it up Beloved.”

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K’isha: Between your blaster and my lightning, none will survive.

Andronikos: If you like it that way ;D

Oh you two... only K’isha and Andronikos could flirt while planning a massacre ^,^

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Post your fave OC’s screenshots from 2017 and tag your friends!

Damn! I got tagged by @lyriumaddled and @cystemic.... thank you guys!! <3

Since I can’t pick a fave OC, I’ll just go with my fave screenies.(have I mentioned that I have Fraps and I’m not afraid to use it ;D)

And I’m sure there’s tons more! <3

Tagging - We don’t need no stinkin’ tags ~,^

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OC dancing

Oh i love this idea! tagged by @pixilicious, thank you!

Dixie(she and Corso are really good and a lil’ flashy)

Nya

Sinn

K’isha

tagging @shimmer-like-agirl, @starrypawz, @aearyn, and @carterashofficial... totally inviting anyone who’d like to join in ^,^

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K’isha and Andronikos - Until the Stars go Cold

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Rylan Stallos: Legend has it Killiks once ruled the planet. Supposedly, most flew to the stars - but how many remained in hibernation. With due respect, my lord, this is what House Thul faces - an infestation of vermin.

K’isha: Thousands of eyes hiding in the dark, terrifying the unwary... what’s not to like?

I LOVE my creepy lil’ Sith and have a feeling she and Vector would have hit it off fabulously!

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One of these girls is not like the others....

I usually use Body Style 2 for my girls, but tonight when I logged in I noticed Dixie was looking especially dinky. Too funny since I headcanon her as being ‘travel-sized for your convenience’ ... guess I was more right than I knew >~,^<

(top from left to right - Selari and Nya, middle - K’isha and Essa, bottom - Dixie and Sinn)

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“You can sit in my lap if you like.”

Omg, I heard this in a certain sexy Pirate’s gravely voice and couldn’t resist.

“Sowhat do you call this bucket of bolts?”

K'isharaised an eyebrow at Andronikos’s overly-familiar tone and rolled her eyes.“Certainly not ‘bucket of bolts’.”

“SoI’m just supposed to call her ‘ship’? Come one, sweet bird like thisdeserves better.”

Herubbed the wall almost exactly as she had and K'isha felt apossessive shiver run though her. “She’s called Vengeance,”she replied tightly.

Heswiveled his head towards her, narrowing his eyes at her tone, thenshrugged. “That’ll do I guess.” He tossed his heavy rucksack intoa storage locker and looked around. “So will that thing thataccompanied you be staying here?”

“Thatthing is a Dashade and, like me, is not to be trifled with,”she warned. “And yes, he does stay here.”

“Blast,”he grumbled and shook his head. “Does he snore?”

“Idon’t even know if he sleeps.”

Thelook of surprise on the pirate’s face had K'isha chuckling darkly,then he gave her a dry smile as he realized she was teasing him.

“Somesense of humor you’ve got there Sith,” he said wryly. “But now thatI’m settled in you mind showing me the bridge.”

Shecast a meaningful glance at the bulging ruck, but when he just foldedhis arms as if daring her to question him she shrugged again. “Verywell.”

Oncethey reached the bridge K'isha could feel the tension bleed from hershoulders. She ran her fingers over the captain’s chair, still newenough that the cushion bore no imprint, and gazed lovingly at theswirling galaxy map.

“Oh,she’s a beaut.” Andronikos wandered over to the captain’s chair and caressed the back before sitting down with a sigh. “Yup, fella could get used to this.”

“Might not be wise.”

His dark eyes flew up to meet her red ones, and she swore he looked stung before his features closed off and he muttered, “Fine.” and started to stand.

“Wait,” she said softly and tentatively touched his arm. She didn’t know why she suddenly felt guilty but the gentle touch made him pause and settle back into the seat with a nod.

“Alright then, let’s see what the girl can do.” His fingers danced over the controls, the practiced movements of someone more at home in the sky than on the ground and K’isha gripped the back of the captain’s chair as the Vengeance took off.

Liftoff went as smooth as silk when he turned partially and gave her a wicked smile. “So you ever let her rip?”

“Let her rip?”

“You know, really give her what for. Push some limits. From your reaction I bet you haven’t.” He wiggled his eyebrows at her. “I could give you lessons. Hell, you could even sit in my lap if you like.”

“Next thing you know you’ll be offering to let me handle your stick,” she replied dryly and he chuckled.

“Heard that one, huh?” He shrugged, seeming unperturbed as he turned back to the controls. “No problem. But if you ever want someone to teach you what flying is really about, I could show you. Reaction time like yours, you’d be a natural. But if you’re not up to it…” 

He trailed off with another shrug and even though she recognized a gauntlet being thrown, K’isha felt another smile coming on. She stepped around to the front of the chair and plopped into Andronikos’s lap, grasping the controls with practiced hands.

“Move over Pirate. Let me show you how it’s done.” 

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You as a Boss Fight

tagging @kilshade for the idea ^,^ Link here, this really is hilarious

K’isha is so mad about this.... but Andronikos loves it

Buck is wondering wtf ^,^

Now Buck is REALLY wondering WTF, while Angel eyeballs a blushing Ji ^,^

And we all knew Nya was badass >~,^<

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Songspiration

Tagged by @inquisitorhotpants. Thank you Sweetie, I love this idea!!

Rules: Post a song that reminds you of your muse(s, if you’re so inclined to do more than one).  Tag folks whose songs you’d like to see!

Tagging @shimmer-like-agirl, @kickassfanfic, @the-fantastic-fanatic and @carterashofficial. I normally don’t tag but I’d love to see what pops up from these guys for their muses ^,^

Nya(Trooper): ‘No Way Out’ by Theory of a Deadman

Sinn(Bounty Hunter): ‘Ain’t No Rest For the Wicked’ by Cage the Elephant

Dixie(Smuggler): ‘Shake It Out’ by Florence + The Machine

K’isha(Sith Assassin): ‘Smooth Criminal’ by Michael Jackson

Bonus!!

@tahjan suggested this for Nya and @shimmer-like-agirl’s Shawnni’s friendship ‘Somethin’ Bad’ by Miranda Lambert and Carrie Underwood

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Tagged by @tahjan

K’isha’s archetype is  Result: the doppelgänger

your archetype is the doppelgänger. (disclaimer: the doppelgänger archetype is not a reflection of what a horrible person you are. ie: luke castellan, and regulus black were both extremely brave people. your choices and actions define you)

traits: manipulative, self deprecating, intelligent, knowledgable, ambiguous, caring

the doppelgänger is most commonly used to symbolize the divide between two egos, or a the grey line between good and bad. doppelgängers are extremely intelligent, and are able to manipulate a persons thoughts and feelings for their own benefit. while they are seen as a darker character, they are closer to being morally ambiguous, if not, someone who has been forced into a position they never agreed upon. doppelgängers wish they could do better, and often find themselves regretting not doing something. while they are capable of manipulating others, they are vulnerable, making themselves susceptible to being manipulated as well. although many of their traits are negative, they crave attention, validation, and wish they could be a better version of themselves. if you can get under their hard exterior, you'll find a true friend, and a loyalist. 

 fictional characters that are doppelgängers: severus snape, draco malfoy, credence barebone, luke castellan, sherlock holmes, anakin skywalker, bruce wayne, spike (btvs), angel (btvs), faith lehane, daryl dixon, selina kyle, natasha romanoff, regulus blackother personality types that go with this: hades, wampus, horned serpent, slytherin

(wow, scary true for her)