#pierce/vowrawn

[haledamage]

~catharsis~

(even though she did ultimately spare Baras. she already kinda regrets it but it's fiiiine it's not like it'll come back to haunt her several years down the line or anything)

congrats to Vowrawn for being the first Sith to actually laugh at Qora's jokes, and therefore be the first Sith she tolerates (it's fiiiine)

also ooops

chose the flirt option for the fuck of it, and then just... kept choosing options instead of escaping out of it like I'd planned lol, so I guess Qora and Pierce had a fling good thing she's like 19 post-Corellia so it's fine

[jb-nonsense]

Title(s): Sith Lord, The Emperor's Wrath Birth Year: 13 BTC / 3666 BBY Birth Planet: Dromund Kaas Species: Sith Pureblood Gender: cis man Sexuality: Demiromantic heterosexual (mainly) Alignment: Leans dark Allegiances: The Empire, The Alliance (formerly)

Appearance Basics

How much does he match his in game appearance: Pretty spot on Height: 6'2" | 1.88 m Build: Slender athletic, like a gymnast or swimmer Hair: long and a deep red Eyes: orange Skin: medium tone maroon Scars: none Any piercings? Tattoos?: has gold hooped piercings and a golden jewelry piece on his nose as well as a gold hoop septum piercing

Brief Backstory:

Ashmodei was born to one of the last concubines Darth Vowrawn took in. The youngest of his siblings, Ashmodei had the most challenge in his life, especially under the watchful eye of his mother. Despite his respectable lineage, son of a Darth and son of the daughter of a Darth, Ashmodei was not given fineries and waited on hand and foot, as per his mother's instructions. She wanted him to understand anything good had to be taken by his own power and it could also easily be taken away.

Ashmodei suffered bullying from his elder siblings, often getting into fights with them when he got older. He did not yet have their martial skill, so often found himself on the losing side and ruthlessly mocked. He was viewed as just a possible barter chip by his siblings. And Darth Vowrawn arranged such a situation. As a reward for Lord Embra's loyalty, he arranged for his daughter to be betrothed to Ashmodei, to tie in their bloodlines together. Ashmodei obeyed, even starting a physical relationship with Iezibaal resulting in a child. But he decided he was done being in his father and siblings' shadows and broke off the engagement, and went to Korriban to find a new master and receive more thorough training beyond his siblings' mockery.

Connections

Companions and NPCs

Darth Vowrawn (father) - A distant father, Ashmodei felt he had little interest in him beyond being the last resort heir. Over time, as Ashmodei proved himself, it became obvious Vowrawn actually had expected Ashmodei to come out on top, above his siblings.

Vette (wife) - The only person to show him genuine interest in him and warmth, Ashmodei felt instantly drawn to her even if he tried to deny it due to his heritage. He softened himself for her approval and learned from her. Her death at the hands of Vaylin nearly broke him.

Malavai Quinn - Ashmodei found Quinn, personally, aggravating. He appreciated his efficiency in work, but found he lacked much personality to mesh with his own, which often lead to Ashmodei playing pranks in attempts to loosen him up, which only annoyed Quinn. In time, they did grow to have a better working relationship and an odd mutual respect.

Jaesa Wilsaam - After turning her to the Darkside, she became infatuated with him, much to Ashmodei's chagrin. He realized she was exactly what he never wanted to be, with the excessive cruelty and desire for power in any possible way. He refused her when she attempted to win his affections, angering her but not swaying her loyalty...Yet.

Broonmark - The pair respect each other as warriors and understanding the paths they need to tread. They work well together, not keen to hold back on bloodshed when it's related to honor.

Pierce - Ashmodei enjoys Pierce's guff and laid back personality, oftentimes enjoying a joke or two back and forth with the officer. He frowns a bit at Pierce's dishonorable habits, often advising against it as he aged.

Ask about others

My OCs

Agret bet Mehlat (mother) - Ashmodei and his mother have a tumultuous relationship with Agret viewing him as a tool for her own use and Ashmodei despises her for her treatment of him growing up.

Salios bet Vowrawn (half brother) - the eldest living sibling Ashmodei has by Vowrawn. They have a fierce rivalry, with Salios determined to either kill Ashmodei or force him into place.

Various older half siblings - Has a strong rivalry with Vowrawn's other children. These include Salios, Valifar and others.

Iezibaal Embra (ex-fiancée) - An arrangement made with one of Vowrawn's sith lords for Ashmodei to marry his daughter. The pair got along enough to have a daughter, but decided they didn't work well as a couple at that time, and Ashmodei wanted to forge his own path.

Esitha bet Ashmodei (daughter) - Ashmodei does try to be there for his daughter and decides to take her on as his apprentice when she is old enough. There's a distance between them due to his work in her younger years, but he hopes to make up for it now, even if she acts disinterested.

Brinus Dubslayn (rival) - Ashmodei took out his frustrations on Brinus, recognizing him as a former slave to a Darth he knew. He was ruthless in his treatment of Brinus on Korriban, and Brinus never forgot it.

Ask about others

Other People's OCs

To be added

[previousjane]

20, 24 Pierce/Vowrawn eh heh heh

20. What do their family/friends think of their relationship?

Quinn and the Wrath are so professional that they don’t even crack when they arrive for a meeting in the Emperor’s private quarters and find Pierce lounging there, fully dressed but with all the languor that indicates he was not only a short while ago. They share their intelligence, they take their orders, they turn on one nearly-shared heel towards the door. They make it all the way to the waiting transport (though narrowly - the Wrath does end up shoving some eager functionary out of the way in the entrance hall) before looking at each other in completely-shared disbelief.

It’s funny. After all these years together, they can complete each other’s sentences, but neither one of them even knows where to begin.

24. Who whispers inappropriate things in the other’s ear during inappropriate times?

When you think about it, being the Emperor’s personal bodyguard is almost too perfect. There’s so little difference between, “the Ambassador is waiting, m’lord” and “I’d like to ***** ******* ***** ***” if you’re not close enough to hear it.

[serenscarlett-moved]

[seriously considering relying on Jedi or Repside non-human npcs into SW crew bc there's far too many human npcs in the Empire]

[dealersdencantina]

...can’t do it.

So. For the longest time, I had had plans to have Rhiannon sleep with Pierce out of a rage/anguished induce tantrum basically. I was also gonna hev Pierce go with her on Corellia, since he had the whole Bastion thing going on. Felt he deserved it.

But...I can’t and I didn’t.

Rhiannon took Jaesa. Quinn was left in time out, basically. But, during the entire time they’re there tracking the assassins (which probably took some weeks), Quinn was proving himself tirelessly loyal and once they save Vowrawn, Quinn REALLY makes up for his betrayal.

Rhiannon was already weakening to him, because she loves him so much. So when Vowrawn gives high praise of her people, him especially, those walls crumble. Once they meet face to face in the safe house, she’s pretty much forgiven him at that point, especially after his apology.

(yes, it may be a small apology, but she had vowrawn there AND jaesa. it was still a secret between them, so no need to lay it all out)

But since the Pierce convo that has the fade to black is now after Corellia, it just...doesn’t fit. Had I had his affection high enough on the old system, then sure, maybe. But not now. Sorry Pierce. No snu-snu for you.

[flipthescreen]

just so I don’t forget here’s the 3rth part of Galactis’ story/my sith warrior headcanon

with no more tasks from Malgus’ orders, Galactis went to Baras this time to get a general idea of what he should be doing in the war, to which Baras began monologuing about how this war was the key for him to rise to the dark council, which prompted Galactis to go to the cantina for a while, and had a bit of a fling and returned to Baras’ office the next day to which Baras told Galactis’ he had taken another apprentice and needed help rescuing him and Killing baras’ master in order for Baras to rise to the dark council. Galactis was less than amused at the idea of not being on the front lines of the war, but was keen at the opportunity to murder a dark council member, in fact the only thought that put him off was who’s attention it could grab, but it would be more likely the blame would be placed on Baras for the murder, so Galactis obliged and rescued Baras’ new apprentice, Draahg, and then the 2, accompanied by Jaesa, took down Baras’ master, which caused Baras to rise to the dark council as he predicted, and then instructed his apprentices to travel to quesh to take out an “important” military operation for the republic there. On the way to Quesh Jaesa and Pierce expressed some scepticism of Baras’ motives, Jaesa in particular as both her and Galacts had formed a sibling esc bond by this point, Galactis himself had been somewhat interested in Baras’ motives but for the sake of self preservation he didn’t say anything to anyone about his curiosity and brushed off his crews concerns in order to focus on his part in the war. Arriving on Quesh Galactis located the operation he and Draahg were sent to destroy, however the whole thing had been a rouse, Galactis suggested heading back to the main imperial base on quesh to figure out what was going on, it was at this point Draahg said he had been giving the instructions to make sure Galactis didn’t leave the mine they were in alive, from Baras, setting off explosives he had set off around the mine in an attempt to crush Galactis, and he nearly succeeded if Galactis wasn’t quick enough to realise he had been betrayed and bolted out of there, before a rock hit him on his head, knocking him unconscious, which may have had some affects on his mental well-being for a while until his injuries could be fixed. Eventually he woke up and moved slowly to the nearest imperial base on the planet to receive medical treatment and contact his crew, to which he was met by 2 pureblooded sith without proper names, calling themselves servant one and servant two, who tried to explain to Galactis that Baras now being on the dark council gave him too much power, as he tried to make a claim to being the voice of the emperor, and in response the emperor had allegedly instructed his hand to anoint a new emperors wrath after the last one apparently went traitor, siding with an unnamed jedi, to deal with Baras. Galactis, still very muched dazed didn’t think about questioning why the emperor couldn’t take out Baras himself, accepted to role of wrath and headed back to his ship to receive instructions from the hand and explain himself to his crew, who were all very surprised about what Galactis had to say, and even more surprised when servants 1 and 2 appeared on the ships holoterminal. Once the shock died down the crew were instructed to head to the prision planet of belsavis to murder baras’ sister, and with the unexpected aid of a jedi knight, she died very quickly. Next the hand instructed Galactis and his crew to travel to the newly discovered world of voss to kill the actual voice of the emperor, unfortunately for him, going on a murder spree while on voss could turn the entire planet against the empire, which even Galactis could process was a bad thing and Galactis killed the actual voice of the emperor, and some kind of voss prophet on his way out, he was still fathoming on what Baras would look like under his mask considering how deformed his sisters face was so he doesn’t quite remember what happened on voss. On his way back too his ship, he got ambushed by Draahg, to which he promtly shoved off the hangar bridge, into a fiery hellscape they caused whilst duelling.  Galactis’ next assignment was to command one of pierce’s former commanding officers to move to correlia to help one of Baras’ dark council rivals known as darth Vowrawn. Galactis had been giving free reign to solve the problem, had actually figured it would be more practical too keep people alive this time, when he and Pierce went to give the orders to move, they were met by someone truly loyal to Baras, to which they murdered (and by they I mean Galactis gave Pierce the order to shoot him, Galactis allows his friends to murder people who insult them because despite being a stupidly powerful sith lord with possible sociopathy he’s not a total asshole). Once informing the hand that he himself decided to take initiative to put a hole in Baras’ plans he’d move to correlia to wipe out any of his loyalist forces, the hand interrupted him by stating that there were assassins sent by Baras to kill Vowrawn arriving on correlia and instead of a murder spree, he at least kill them first. Halfway there Quinn informed Galactis of a new regulation of getting access codes from an orbital station to get to correlia to which doing so, quinn shot Galactis in the back, literally and metaphorically, to which Galactis, in typical fashion, tried to murder Quinn, but before he actualy struck his ships captain with his lightsaber, he paused, he remembered what he had learnt about Quinn, knowing Baras had been holding Quinn on a leash long before they met, to a a point where he felt a sense of empathy towards Quinn, so he made an offer to Quinn, he forget he literally got shot in the leg and needed to be seen by a medical droid before the wound became infected alongside not telling the rest of the crew this didn’t happen, in exchange Quinn had to severe all ties to Baras he possibly could, to which Quinn agreed. As they landed on Correlia, Baras contacted Galactis’ holoterminal, trying to convince him that he wasn’t working for the emperors hand, to which Vette asked Baras if his fat was just the size of his ego, to which Galactis shut the holoterminal off before bursting into laughter alongside Jaesa and Pierce, Broonmark and Quinn don’t know how to laugh. After the Laughter died down, Galactis murdered the assasins, and helped rescue vowrawn from another assassin that nearly succeeded in his attempt, even going as far to offer his services to Vowrawn for his efforts on the planet, to which he was informed about a darkside being called the entity. After a blurry murder spree they found the “entity” according to Vowrawn the reason Baras was becoming so powerful so quickly was thanks to him having imprisoned the entity to help him with his plans, and right after this explanation, 2 of the guards that had accompanied the 2 were murdered, but Draahg, who was partly made of metal this time, Galactis then responded with stating his metallic implants on his face looked better, then beheaded Draahg while Vowrawn freed the entity. After this Vowrawn said if Galactis wanted his revenge, then they should head to korriban to murder baras in front of the dark council while he’s at his weakest. Upon arriving on korriban, Galactis was met by Lord Rathari, who kept his pledge to Galactis, offering his Moral support against the fight against Baras (it should be mentioned his entire crew had followed for Moral support, Galactis had instructed them not to attack or interupt the battle unless he ordered them too) Upon entering the chambers, Galactis challenged Baras’ attempt to make an official claim to being the emperor’s voice by making his official claim of being the Emperor’s wrath and that if Baras had been touched by the emperor as he claimed to be, then surely he would fall in combat without Baras breaking a sweat, to which Baras’ stomach wide ego accepted, even taking off his mask revealing his old and bald head, and as you can imagine, promptly had his ass kicked by his former apprentice, knowing his lies had been shown to the dark council he swore somehow, he’d strike at Galactis beyond death, and began monologuing about how his power was greater than death, to which a lightsaber strike through the heart interrupted, Galactis wasn’t in the mood to deal with another on of Baras’ ramblings. With this, the Dark council recognised Galactis’ claim, and was dubbed as “Darth Wrath”. Galactis would have asked for a different name, but remembered he had a one night stand with a Darth called “Darth Allures” and decided he’d stick with Darth wrath THE FUCKING END FOR THE NEXT WEEK UNTIL I GET BORED AND WRITE THE INTERLUDE UP TOO FORGED ALLIANCES BECAUSE IN MY HEADCANON THE IMP AGENT AND BOUNTY HUNTER DID THE HUTT CARTEL EXPANSION **ALONE**

[ffrecommendation]

Chapters: 47/? Fandom: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Legends: The Old Republic Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Malavai Quinn/Female Sith Warrior, Vette/Jaesa Willsaam, Male Smuggler/Risha Drayen, Felix Iresso/Female Jedi Consular | Barsen'thor, Male Jedi Knight/Theron Shan, Tremel/Quorian Dorjis, Male Bounty Hunter/Mako/Torian Cadera, Lucian Quinn/Kan'illene Characters: Female Sith Warrior, Vette (Star Wars), Jaesa Willsaam, Malavai Quinn, Lt. Pierce, Darth Baras, Rycus Kilran, Draahg (Star Wars) Additional Tags: pretty much all characters at some point, also including other playable characters, Canon-Typical Violence, Decapitation, Implied/Referenced Suicide, Slavery, Slow Burn, really really slow this is gonna be a long ride guys, light side Jaesa, species-based discrimination, aka racism, Character Death, Dom/sub, Drunk Sex, uhhhh light torture, Inappropriate Use of the Force, inappropriate use of blasters, when i say slow burn i mean slow burn, Veers away from canon frequently Summary:

Gimrizh Korribanil was a ward of the Empire, raised to either become Sith or die trying. A newly made apprentice, her goal is simple; don’t die, and don’t let those she cares about die - no small task for a Zabrak orphan in the xenophobic Empire.

Malavai Quinn was working his way up the ranks in the Imperial Army before circumstances knocked him down, court-martialed him, and forced him into a deal with the devil to survive. An honorable, duty bound officer - now turned into a spy.

Around them, the tensions between the Republic and the Empire simmer just below the surface, threatening to engulf the galaxy in war once again.

(A slow burn space opera)

[resol-nare]

Took some screenshots of Xantaia’s efforts against Baras on Corellia and finally Korriban. I like how they turned out!

Bored of listening to Charnus and Decimus. The story through Corellia is a long, tedious trek, but it has a satisfying ending, I’ll give it that. I normally avoid doing it completely if I think my character is leveled enough, but something about it appealed to Xantaia. I actually had fun with it playing her.

We’re sick of your shit, Draahg. This my favorite screenshot!

Got ‘em.

You would think that when someone blocks your lightning with their lightsaber you would change direction. But do you? No. You jet let yourself get electrocuted like a FOOL.

Pierce is in the background, casually admiring his Sith girlfriend take down a bastard.

[empire-at-war]

KINKTOBER DAY 24

kink of the day: Three or Moresome

additional kinks/warnings: sex party, exhibitionism & voyeurism, recreational drug use, aphrodisiacs

characters: Sith!Silvass and many, many other characters (@lhunuial, @kaosstar, @starrealis, @askshivanulegacy)

A/N: Some self indulgent fun with Sith!AU Silvass, who gets to enjoy the company of many different people at one of Shidohro's famous sex parties. Have fun finding all the cameos and easter eggs in this rather lengthy piece.

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Silvass wiped his mouth and pressed a quick kiss on the inside of Shidohro's thighs, stroking her long legs until she was completely relaxed. He was in no hurry to get up, he didn't mind kneeling for her.

“Hm, you look so good like this,” he murmured against her soft skin, looking up at her satisfied smile. “Your beauty is beyond compare.” Shidohro cupped his face in her hands, pulled him up for a deep kiss, tasting herself on his lips. “You're such a flatterer.”

She finally released him, let her eyes travel over his scantily clad body as he stood in front of her, clearly conflicted about whether she should let him go. “I'm glad you made it though. I always look forward to welcoming you at my parties.”

“I'm honored by your invitation, as always.” He bowed and winked at her, ignoring the looks he got from the Zabrak and the Zeltron sitting on either side of her. Einan was more controlled, his dislike hidden by a polite smile. Drax on the other hand... if looks could kill, Silvass would probably be dead by now. He grinned at them as he took his leave, promising Shidohro that he would come by later during the party. After that he wandered around a bit, taking a drink from one of the servants, admiring his sculpted chest and extensive piercings. He didn't bother tying his silk robe in the front as sipped from the spiced wine and let his eyes roam over the party, which was in full swing by now. A handsome Sith walked by with a human on a leash, and Silvass found himself staring at the young man's flushed face and the red marks on his ass.

The best thing about Shidohro's famous parties wasn't the food or the wine or the decorations, no, it was her guests. Invitations were highly coveted among Dromund Kaas' high society, but Shidohro always hand picked the chosen ones. And Shidohro had a great and very exclusive taste in all things that mattered.

Silvass recognized many familiar faces in the crowd. Lord Vowrawn was the guest of honor, drawing most of the attention tonight. Of course Mala was here too, either in her position as head of Shidohro's security or to enjoy her day off. Their eyes met briefly, before she flashed him a smile and left with a tall stranger.

Before he could decide where to go next, someone approached him from behind. Small hands, sharp nails, he immediately knew who he was dealing with, even though he had never bothered to learn her name. Shidohro's youngest apprentice was such a feral little creature. Insatiable, irritable, and never patient enough to wait for her turn. The small Zabrak grabbed his hair and pulled his head down for a ferocious kiss, almost making him spill his drink. She growled and bit his lips when he pushed her against a wall. “Nice to meet you too.” He chuckled at her attempts to get him to fuck her. There was something endearing about the way she demanded his attention, the way she wrapped one leg around his waist, squirming to get his half-hard cock inside of her. Silvass vividly remembered the last time he'd fucked her, how loud she had been and how many times she had come on his cock, clawing at his back in ecstasy. She was always too demanding for her station, but stars, did she love being put in her place. So he obliged her, fucked her against the wall until her eyes rolled back in her skull and she cried out, a quick and satisfying encounter to start this evening off.

He barely had time to clean himself up before he saw another familiar face in the crowd, one he hadn't seen in a long time. Zesira was breathtakingly beautiful, many said even more so than her sister, a fact she loved to be reminded of. At the same time, she was nothing like Naya.

As soon as she recognized him, a grin lit up her beautiful face. Silvass followed her into one of the private rooms, where she made herself comfortable in the middle of a huge bed, relaxing in a nest of embroidered cushions, surrounded by her admirers. Her lingerie wasn't designed to cover but instead to show off the best features of her body. Silvass recognized a few of her companions, but not the man who came up behind her, kissed her shoulder. A Mirialan like herself. Big, strong, serious. Very pretty in an angry sort of way.

“Silvass! I had hoped to see you today,” Zesira purred as he sat down next to her. “Would you like to join us for a bit?” She ran her hand down his chest, chuckling when she reached his soft cock. “I'd love nothing more.” He traced the lace of her bra with the tip of his finger, regretting now that he had just finished inside of Shidohro's overeager apprentice. But if he knew anything about Zesira, it was that she was very patient, the complete opposite of the Zabrak girl. Remembering a few of the things they had done together made him smirk. “I'm sure I can be of assistance until I have... fully recovered.” “I might be able to help you with that.” Naya's sister laughed softly and leaned closer to kiss him, wrapping her arms around him. Her lips were sweeter than the sweetest wine, and as they moved against his he immediately recognized the taste. A powerful aphrodisiac commonly referred to as “red mist.” Silvass knew its effects well. Zesira parted her lips, moaned into his mouth, coaxing his tongue into her mouth. As soon as he followed her lead the cloying taste got even stronger, overwhelming his senses. The drug was potent and didn't take long to work. By the time their kiss ended, his heart was beating faster and his cock was harder than it had been all evening, throbbing and burning to be touched. “Hm, that's a promising start,” she laughed and laid back on her cushions, spreading her legs shamelessly for him. He was inside of her in a heartbeat, moaning at the delicious sensations, all of them enhanced and intensified by the drug. Her skin was so soft, her cunt so wet and tight, he felt like he could get lost in her flesh at any moment. He couldn't talk, but he loved the way she kept urging him on, despite there being no need for it. He fucked her with deep, long thrusts, squeezed her perfect breasts and showered her with kisses until she shivered and cried out. As if her moans were a signal, a few of her admirers joined them on the bed, touching her and worshiping her like she deserved. A blue skinned Twi'lek lavished her breasts with kisses, a young man came up behind her to kiss her neck. Several others joined them, their hands all over them. Others were pleasuring themselves, some of them so ecstatically that Silvass had to slow down and watch. There was a pureblood woman with dark purple skin right next to him, and she was pleasuring herself in a way that was so wildly sensual he couldn't look away.

A young man with a flushed face kissed him on the lips, and he could taste traces of the same substance there, distracting him for a moment. Long enough that he didn't notice the slick and slippery cock pressing against his ass. Only when the blunt head pierced him did he fully grasp what was happening. The blonde Mirialan, Zesira's new lover he reminded himself, pushed all the way in, not particularly gentle but with surprising urgency, his breath hot on Silvass' shoulder. Silvass saw the smirk on Zesira's treacherous lips, and he didn't begrudge her her little games. Not when they got him fucked by such a delicious, fat cock. He groaned and thrust back against the man, then forward into Zesira's heat. Stars, yes. This was exactly why he loved Shidohro's parties so much.

[tishinada]

For the WIP asks—can I get a wildcard? Author’s choice! :D

Ah, thank you! Of course, that puts the hard work of deciding on me, lol... Hmm, let's go with an excerpt from the SW-JC-SM-encntr. Which is not a terribly clever name, just shorthand for Sith Warrior-Jedi Consular-Smuggler-Encounter, meant to help me ID it at a glance

BACKGROUND: This is tentatively planned to be a meeting a few months after Ucevi defeated Baras and was formally recognized as Wrath. She's been trying to track down information on someone. Through her network, she ended up getting an offer of a meeting with the Barsen'thor that appears legitimate (involving the mediation of Master Timmns, and Ucevi takes a lot of precautions after accepting.) She's accompanied by Jaesa, and this is part of the conversation that occurs after they enter the building where the meeting will occur, probably mostly in the elevator.

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Jaesa laughed softly before sobering abruptly. “Why me today rather than Vette, though? I mean, aside from letting me tell them myself that I want to stay with you?”

“Because I want you to be yourself, even embarrass me if you think you need to, hopefully convincing them that no, I don’t terrorize my people and I’m not the monster they probably believe I am. And while Vette could do that, she was perfectly capable of saying exactly what she thought in front of Baras himself and damn the consequences, so she isn’t exactly an ideal candidate for anything except proving that nothing’s crushed her spirit.”

“It doesn’t help that we’ve been spreading the very stories they probably believe.”

“Also true, but necessary. But it was either you or Quinn today, and Quinn would never willingly embarrass me in front of anyone. And this is a Jedi. I'll never deliberately put him in the position of having to be polite to a Jedi.”

“Of course, everyone knows I spend every waking moment in terror of you, Master.” Jaesa was cheerfully unconcerned, grinning mischievously.

“Hmm, and was it terror that led you to put that really awful life-sized holo of Vowrawn inside my closet?”

“Oh, no, Master, I’ve never even seen that sort of holo before. It must have been Vette.”

“Vette snuck honey into my ash tea and she hasn’t been allowed back into my quarters without supervision since." Ucevi made a disgusted face. "Ugh, sometimes I feel like I'll never get that taste out of my mouth, and in ash tea of all things. TwoVee confirmed you, not Vette, had been in our quarters that morning, by the way. Besides, how do you know what kind of holo it was if you didn’t put it there?”

“Um… the Force told me?” Jaesa giggled when one browstalk shot up skeptically.

“You know, I felt like I needed a mind wipe after seeing that picture. Sending it to the incinerator still hasn’t cleansed the image out of my memory, and I never want to know how you got that. I’m just glad Quinn didn’t see it; he’d have been traumatized. If you’re going to torment me, at least choose jokes that don’t put my sex life at risk.”

“Please, Master, my innocent ears!”

“Innocent my ass, every time Pierce mentions a new kink in your hearing, who has to explain it later? And the only reason I knew the soundproofing on my quarters wasn’t very good was because you and Vette snickered so openly in the mornings and gave it away.”

“Master, I have no idea what you are talking about. And any rumors that I won a bet with Vette about whether Quinn even knew you had a name besides ‘my lord’ are lies.” Jaesa's smile was all innocence.

The elevator door opened, and the taller woman mock-glared. “Apprentice, taking bets about my sex life pushes the boundaries of my very generous tolerance.”

“Oh, please. When Vette and I made that bet, we thought we’d catch you two on the bridge with the door shut, being mushy. We didn’t expect to overhear him saying ‘Ucevi’ that way. Well, yelling it to be more accurate…”

“Apprentice, if Quinn ever finds out you overheard that, I’ll take you to Korriban and make you eat raw K’lor’slug as one of your trials.”

“You keep threatening me with that, and I don’t believe for a moment that you ever ate it yourself.” Jaesa failed to suppress her snicker as they stepped out of the elevator and crossed the reception area toward the door, then she sobered. “Do you think they’ll record the meeting?”

“Absolutely. They’ve had cameras on us since we entered the building, if not before.” Suddenly the golden yellow eyes looked directly into the camera, smirking knowingly.

“Shit, why didn’t you tell me? Here I’ve been going on about Pierce watching your ass and teasing you about your sex life!” The young human woman flushed a brilliant red.

“And that’s one of the reasons I brought you with me. Relax, this is one of the few times we don’t need to hide that our relationship is friendship and not fear. Not that this honesty isn’t dangerous in its own way, but sometimes I have to weigh the risks to the crew.”

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Because there's not a chance in hell that Ucevi wouldn't expect and recognize recording devices, lol. Or probably have had someone scope out the building minutely beforehand (Vette comes to mind...)

My original plan was to have The Smuggler there with the Barsen'thor rather than her taking the risk of one of her own people slipping to the Jedi Council, but as I developed The Smuggler for Dance, I realized that she and Ucevi shouldn't meet until Yavin IV. So if I include this scene, there will be someone else with the Barsen'thor.

Thank you so much, and hope the snippet gives you a few laughs!

[roguescarlett]

might shift back into swtor since writing for it doesn't overwhelm me as much as transformers did.

doing my SW version where Kritanta and Vowrawn are the main characters of that arc, this time with Vowrawn as the Head of Sphere of Imperial Affairs, as Shaar took his canon seat Sphere of Production and Logistics instead.

I probably change up the crew for more non-human characters to replace Pierce and Broonmark, or replace Quinn and keep Pierce I'm unsure but it conflicts on that 'I refuse to go to Hoth').

Broonmark does not suit the crew imo. So, my first choice was Akaavi Spar as a Mando crew member and bodyguard to Vowrawn. Akaavi and Jaesa may grow closer as thry hang out together and Vowrawn was playing the matchmaker to them. I'm drawing a blank on the second choice replacement and there had been too many human characters to fit in.

As for Savitri who was Aris' and Jazz' birth mom, she was a surrogate who wanted her dear friends to be happy to have a family of their own, while she still pursuing her own archaeologist career dreams to find ruins with Talos. I have to tone down main ocs to a minimum of three as I invested a lot into Kritanta, Aris and Jazz (and they were my most played ocs), so it's easier on me to talk about them and headcanon ideas.

Kritanta and Vowrawn would be my mlm ship as I'm fond of them and the old, married men in love thing they got going on. This is to balance out with Aris/Marr as wlw ship and Jazz/Scourge as pansexual f/m ship.

bonus: Lana working with Darth Marr instead of being an advisor to Darth Arkous. That's how Aris meets Lana and formed friendship with her through Marr.

I'll think more on this. I might create a sideblog for swtor headcanon ramblings.

[previousjane]

Gimme an OTP and I’ll give you a song

[serenscarlett-moved]

Kritanta closed his eyes with a low groan escaped the lips, his exposed neck ravaged by his lover as Vowrawn planted gentle kisses with a few nibble on skin here and there, one hand raking through his long hair and the other massaging his pectoral. 

Vowrawn was an expert in intimacy with past experiences in his youthful days at the Academy. He knew his way around on where to touch erroneous spots and push the buttons to draw out the pleasurable noises from the stotic and reserved Wrath.

Listening to the groans were music to Vowrawn's ears--the sweet noises from his touches, the excitement filled the anticipation in his body with a thrill to push Kritanta on the bed just to take him. But Vowrawn doesn't dare to rush things--he wanted to take his time with Kritanta to open up. It was his first time and Vowrawn wanted nothing more than to ensure his lover was comfortable and grew familiar with the newfound intimate feelings repressed for so long.

They took it slow and steady--Vowrawn has all the time in the galaxy to tame the Wrath for himself. Kritanta, bared all in the nude, showing his toned body to his lover who was staring with an appreciative hum, Though,  it was the second time Kritanta removed his mask to allow his lover to see his face. Vowrawn thought he was beautiful in his own eyes, wanting shower him with praise and adoration.

Vowrawn pulled away from Kritanta's neck, the two faced each other with longing gaze into the piercing red eyes.

"You sound beautiful, my dear Sevket." Vowrawn hummed. 

Both of his hands were now on his lover's pectoral with a squeeze, hearing Kritanta's groan brought a smile on his face, then his hands moved lower to his abdomen. 

"Want me to continue?"--Vowrawn checked for signs of uneasiness--"Or you want me to stop?" 

"Don’t stop.” Kritanta found his voice strained with lust, "I need you, Kavi."

Vowrawn smiled, "As you wish, my dear."

[snootysith]

kind of a weird/random question, but i just read the mark of a good sith and english is not my best and i was wondering whats the situation with their. setup? it seemed like the red sith were rather alien (which makes sense) with a sheath or something, but i was wondering if it was me not knowing the words or if they were biologically different from humans. it was also very good

warning: nsfw

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The idea of Sith purebloods having ridges on their genitalia was based off @fluffynexu‘s take on Sith biology which you can find here! (x) If you scroll down to the section about reproduction, she’s helpfully drawn a picture of Red Sith genitalia that I use in The Mark of a Good Sith. Though in Vowrawn’s case I sprinkled in dick piercings because why not? He’s already got a party of piercings upstairs so downstairs seems reasonable.

[semper-draca]

Iustitia : She’s All That 

Qet is busy sorting through Vowrawn’s early morning mail when the office door opens. He puts down the stack of flimsi and does that thing Vowrawn likes him to do - standing slightly behind his master, looking intimidating. 

Vardri Kallig bursts into Vowrawn’s office, looking gleefully out of breath. “Vowrawn,” he says determinedly, “I need a favor, and I don’t care how much it costs me.”

~*~

“Give her the ol’ one two!” Pierce calls out. 

Gimrizh ducks under Jaesa’s sweeping practice staff and lets her body fall, balancing on one hand as she kicks her apprentice’s feet out from under her. A couple years of training have taught Jaesa well, it seems. She leaps over the kick and brings her staff plunging down. Still a touch too slow. Gimrizh twists out of the way and spins her blades, smacking them into Jaesa’s gut and knocking her apprentice down. 

“This isn’t a fist fight, Pierce.” Jaesa pushes herself up with a slightly pained grunt. She brushes off her clothes and adjusts her rumpled overrobe. “The ‘ol’ one two’ isn’t exactly a thing when it comes to sparring.”