#ziminder antilles

[bookofcrow]

Sketches while watching HoloNetFlix

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Ahuska got to visit a certain holostar’s posh estate! @kaosstar it was awesome getting to see Zim in game and Ahuska is very proud to have a key, she promises not to leave muddy boot and paw prints around the place too often!

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Thavari also took Ziminder (@kaosstar), Anarthior (@dxrthsanguine) and Eir (@saelai-kaesi) to Rishi, where they took on Shae and clan Vizla. In the end it was Thav and Zim, who took Shae down. They still make a great team.

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Happy Birthday @kaosstar I tried to do Ziminder justice. I hope you’ve had a great birthday ^^

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A Kiss on the Hand

This is probably going to be the most involved of my OC Kiss Week pieces, hah, and comes from another prompt from @kaosstar (seriously thank you for these!!) - ‘A platonic kiss on the hand or cheek from Zim to Ahuska.’ I mulled for a while over how to let this come about, and once Kaos suggested Zim might want to compliment Ahuska’s singing, everything kind of fell into place.

It also gave me a grand opportunity to very gratuitously surround Ahuska with ALL THE LOVELY BOYS. I’ve borrowed @humanrevolt‘s Crow and @askshivanulegacy‘s Blakk for the occassion as well, I hope I’ve done right by everyone, ahhh, and of course this is only as ‘canon’ as everyone/anyone wants it to be.

If you want to read the tale (rated ‘C’ for ‘cheeky’) then carry on below!

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Mar’an Crow did not understand his wife’s obsession with Pokemon Go.

“You can go catch real… like, real live, actual animals, any time you want! That’s literally what you do! People pay you real credits to do that!”

“Yeah but that’s not the point…”

“I thought that was one hundred per cent the point of the game?”

“I mean yeah, sorta, except it’s just fun like… it’s silly and nonsense, and doesn’t matter at all, and I kind of like that about it? Plus some of them are just stupidly cute…”

Crow did not understand. But considering their home planet was quite literally off the grid, he was willing to indulge Ahuska with a trip to Alderaan to participate in the upcoming Safari Zone Weekend. He trusted her claims that it was a ‘big deal’, that Alderaan was one of the ‘best planets’ to play on, and he trusted her, even if he didn’t trust that blasted Agent she’d be catching up with for a hot minute.

And so, having spent the previous day indulging in one of his favoured activities (white water hoverboarding over the Glarus rapids), a long sleep in and a gourmet breakfast in bed (they put berries on everything!!!) and a leisurely trip to the Alsakan Highland Wildlife Park in the morning (the vorn tigers had a three month old litter of cubs), Crow found himself giving Ahuska a peck on the cheek and wishing her a safe and fruitful ‘fake animal hunt’.

She laughed, kissed him back, and he barely even heard what she said while he took in the way her eyes almost perfectly matched the clear blue sky. “Mmm- what?”

“I said give my regards to Dahlia, you di’kut! And make sure Pexu gets into whatever mischief she wants. Only fair, since she couldn’t come to the park with us this morning. See you in a few hours.”

“Yeah, see you then. Love you.”

“Love you too.”

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Imperial Cipher Omega Blakk was just Blakk, today, having shed his uniform and his mission objectives to spend some time, in person, with his long term Pokemon Go buddy and fellow Instinct teammate. He still wasn’t quite sure how he managed to let her talk him into it; face to face interaction with somebody on the Empire’s hit list was dicey at the best of times and they were usually far more discrete and brief when chance brought them into the same sector at the same time- usually no more than sharing a quick caf over a trade before being on their separate ways again. He wanted to say she was incessant, that she was insufferable, that she twisted his arm or blackmailed him into it, but the simple truth that he would never admit out loud was that he found her infuriatingly delightful.

She loved to tease him through the game, going out of her way to find Pokestops marked over Anti-Imperial graffiti to send him gifts from, barely restraining her giggles when she showed him one of her pokemon – one that was a literal bag of garbage with a goofy little face – that she’d named ‘The Emperor’. But she also squeaked with delight every single time one of her favourite creatures showed up (a little blue and white animal based off a vulptilla), and actually clapped her hands together with glee when he offered up one of his absurdly exclusive regional legendaries for trade, when she didn’t have anything remotely comparable to offer in return. He couldn’t explain why, exactly, but he was happy to do so.

She actually grabbed his hand at one stage, to haul him onto his feet with a whoop and drag him three blocks over in pursuit of a new rare spawn that showed up on the map. She didn’t hesitate to climb a tree (full of bugs and probably other things) with both of their datapads tucked into her satchel to save them having to enter a gated country club that required guest sign-in for non-members (something neither of them were particularly excited to provide) – to access an uncontested gym. She paused play for twenty minutes to watch an Alderaanian snow squirrel pick its way across a garden lawn. And she teased him relentlessly about the fact that his clothing looked better suited to an evening gala dinner than a day outdoors playing games in the sun.

Maybe it was the fact that she was so bright and free spirited that her constant ribbing didn’t get to him. There was something different about spending time together in person. Or maybe… maybe it was the fact that for once, Blakk had a plan to get her back for months of endless cheek.

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She wasn’t a Bothawui-born Bothan, that was for certain. It only took a few minutes of watching her for Ziminder to be confident about that.

His line of work brought him into contact with Bothans on a reasonably regular basis, and she had a vibrancy and openness to her that one simply didn’t see amongst those more embedded in the naturally mistrustful, back-stabbing culture of the species, whose economy was based on knowledge, and power was held by those able to seize and protect the most. The young Alderaanian nobleman smiled to himself, as he stood discretely off to one side in the dappled shade of an archway artfully overgrown with flowering vines, slowly nursing a sparkling drink. It had been a surprise, when Blakk had contacted him out of the blue, wondering if he was free to meet up for an afternoon tea with some other new friend of his. A pleasant surprise, but a surprise nonetheless. He had been busy, but he’d never let Blakk know that he’d rearranged his schedule to fit him in. It had been far, far too long, and he had to admit that he was painfully curious to see what sort of friend might actually be capable of dragging the Agent out into the light of day, even for a little while. He had to guess that this Bothan- Ahuska- was a fan of his old acting work, and that Blakk’s invitation toward him was, in part, some sort of surprise favour to her, because he’d been instructed to hang back and wait until Blakk’s cue before meeting them at their table.

He thought that was tremendously cute, and was all too glad to play his part in such a gesture.

And so, he leant back and watched, bringing his tall glass to his lips once more, waiting for Blakk to catch his eye and give him that subtle nod.

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Ahuska had been having a brilliant day. From the long, lazy morning to an entertaining and fruitful session of monster hunting, everything had just been downright lovely. Crow had treated her like a princess, and even Blakk seemed… somehow brighter than she’d come to expect from him.

She hadn’t really known what to make of his expression when she’d paused at one point to pick some wildflowers, and start weaving the stems of the stunning blue-violet blooms into a crown. Almost like he was jealous, she thought, though he went all odd and stiff when she offered one of the flowers to him. But he had accepted it, and pressed it neatly inside his wallet to stash in his pocket. She finished her crown, but wound up making it long enough to wear around her neck, and she still caught him staring at it a little oddly, from time to time.

She thought Alderaan’s Celebrity Walk was a bit of an unusual choice for them to have their afternoon tea break; granted, the place was littered with cute cafes amid the statues and memorials to famous Alderaanians from all walks of life, from war heroes to nobility to artists and actors and musicians, and she couldn’t deny that the place was an absolute haven for pokestops to keep an eye on while they ate.

It was just one of those spots that felt a little too tourist-catering for her tastes, and she would have assumed Blakk’s as well… until she saw the little commemorative plaque on the pavement beside the table he lead her to, and she had to stifle a giggle.

“Ohhhh, okay, okay, no, this makes sense now. Blakk, honestly, this crush of yours is way too cute.” She had, somewhere down the line, worked out that he was quite familiar with every work featuring the undeniably easy-on-the-eyes Ziminder Antilles, locally born actor who’d covered almost everything from commercials to holoflix series to feature length films. And so the fact that he’d want to sit next to Zim’s plaque was understandable and utterly delightful to her.

It also prompted her to start humming, and eventually singing aloud, the little ditty from one of Zim’s shows that she’d re-worked the lyrics to specifically for Blakk’s benefit (or discomfort, depending on who you were asking). She barely even thought about it as the words tumbled from her lips, while she stared over the menu in the vague hope that this particular café sold fresh donuts. “Toss a coooiiin to Ziminder, you big grumpy agent, you big grumpy agent…”

As she went on, she dared a glance his way, but was disappointed to see he wasn’t quite squirming the way he normally did. As she took a breath, Ahuska decided to up the ante, diving into a brand new verse that pushed just a little further out of the comfort zone than she normally dared to tread.

“At the e-edge of the bed, Face all flushed and red…”

She stood, grinning wickedly, all the better to add a couple of cheeky gestures to go with her words.

“He hammered and he-eld you! Now you’re giving him—" “Ahem,” a polite little cough from behind Ahuska cut her words short, and she froze like a kybuck caught in speeder lights.

Almost comically slow, the Bothan turned with her breath caught in her throat, to see none other than Ziminder gods-damned Antilles himself, standing right there in the flesh. Her song turned into a mortified squeak, and all it took was one horrified glance over to Blakk to catch that proud little cat-smile curling his lips for her to realise just how perfectly she’d been played. The fething Agent had set her up! Her ears hadn’t flushed quite so bright a shade of crimson since the time she’d walked in on  Nines and Lyrisal performing roughly the same act she’d been about to describe in song, and she found herself just as flustered and stuttering as back then.

“I um, ah, oh, uhhhh. Hi I was just um…”

“You must be Blakk’s friend!” The holo-star swept aside her fumbled words and took up one of her trembling hands. He’d heard every word, of course, as Blakk’s timing had been impeccable, and he too recognised the smirk that had graced his old friend’s expression. Quickly re-assessing the situation, Zim had cut in before Ahuska had completely disgraced herself and worked to set her at ease.

Ahuska still felt her ears burning as Zim lifted her hand with practiced grace, landing a delicate kiss on top of it. “I… ahh, yes, uh…”

“Ahuska, is it? He never mentioned what a lovely singing voice you have! It’s my absolute pleasure to meet you. Please, please allow me to buy you a drink…”

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Crow paused for a moment, looking out across the open air café, bright and bustling in the early afternoon light, watching his wife laugh and tease. That Agent always made him uneasy, despite her constant assurances that he’d never sell them out, despite her unerring trust in him. When they were joined by another fellow, it gave him a bit of a start; wasn’t that that actor? That Antilles lad—wasn’t his House quite firmly allied with the Republic?

He found himself smiling, and more thoughtful than he’d expected to be. There she was, his Ahuska, giggling at a table with an Imperial Agent on one side and a Republic noble on the other. And she, like him, somebody who had rejected both, choosing a life free of the bounds of either of the galaxy’s major governments. And yet… yet… there they were, finding common ground, somewhere, existing together without the bloodshed and the ultimatums that he’d become so accustomed to between the factions. Maybe there was hope for the galaxy yet, even if bonds were built one being at a time.

And then the light caught Ahuska’s ears just so, and Crow realised how flushed she was. He hadn’t seen her turn that shade of red since he’d had a certain (Completely tasteful! Absolutely inoffensive! Very flattering!) painting of himself delivered to her tent at the old Clan headquarters, so many years ago. Whatever had happened just now, she was embarrassed as hell, and Crow took that as his cue to step in and perform his solemn duty of deflecting attention.

“Hey there!” The rough cheeked, scarred Mandalorian swaggered over, one hand forcefully extended in an offer for Zim to shake. “I see you’ve met my wife! Aren’t you the fellow who was in that toilet cleaner commercial when you were twelve…??”

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Pssst @kaosstar ! Hi, thanks for liking my stuff, I do notice the names that pop up in my notes and you also just seem like a super nice RP partner for the people you write with and I just appreciate nice folk in general so, uh, surprise? I conspired with @askshivanulegacy on what to doodle for you, I hope you enjoy Zim introducing Blakk to a whole new world on a magical thranta ride!

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Thavari, Jala (@darthvronton), Verd (@saelai-kaesi) and Ziminder (@kaosstar) decided to pay Czerka Industries a visit.

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Another day at Czerka labs! Thav and Zim (@kaosstar) took Sithy Silvass (@empire-at-war) and Eir (@saelai-kaesi) along this time.

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OTP Song Meme

Rules: Sum up your OTP in a three-song playlist.

Got tagged by @kaosstar.

Even though Thav and Zim are no longer together, they were my OTP for so long. And so I wanted to post some songs that make me think of how they are now.

This one @kaosstar found.

1. Måns Zelmerlöw - Wrong Decision

I know it’s too late, that it’s already broken And I can’t turn the wheel But if I could would it be any different? Did I just make you make the wrong decision? Never thought it would ever be easy But not as hard as this For today, you were mine, you were real I think I must made you make the wrong decision, yeah

I was relieved, like a weight off my shoulders I was ok, it would soon be all over So why am I stuck here filled with doubt?

2. A Great Big World & Christina Aguilera - Say Something

And I will swallow my pride You're the one that I love And I'm saying goodbye

3. Backstreet Boys - Incomplete

I tried to go on like I never knew you I'm awake but my world is half asleep I pray for this heart to be unbroken But without you all I'm going to be is incomplete

Voices tell me I should carry on But I am swimming in an ocean all alone Baby, my baby, it's written on your face You still wonder if we made a big mistake

Tagging: @empire-at-war, @trashmuh, @starrypawz, @mire-inheid, @smuggler-captain, @darthvronton, @cardboredbox​, @askshivanulegacy​

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SWTOR || Wrong

For @kaosstar Rating: totally safe for work Summary: Thav and Zim going through a rough time in their relationship

Thavari yawned sleepily as she pulled the hairband out of her hair. She probably should have gone to bed earlier, but a group of clan Lok warriors had decided to visit her Nar Shaddaa place and spend the night, because it was more convenient and aided their hunt. So she spent quite a while preparing the guest quarters for them. Now that everyone was settled it was time for some rest.

She threw a glance at Ziminder, who was petting his favourite Mawvorr pup. Her actual name was Talon, but he dubbed her Princess Nummy Muffin and that name stuck. When the pup settled at his feet Thavari climbed into bed and moved closer to Ziminder, wrapping her arms around him and placing a few soft kisses on his throat and neck.

Her hand slowly slid down his body as she suckled on his throat. Even though she was tired Thav was still up for an intimate encounter between or above the sheets. Zim and her had been a couple for several years now, and her hunger for him was still there.

“Thav...”

His hand wrapped around her wrist and stopped her from continuing her journey towards his lower abdomen. “I don't… I'm not up for that right now.”

She pulled her hand away. “Ok.” Thav barely heard him wish her good night and barely felt the small kiss he placed upon her cheek. She moved back to her side of the bed and pulled the blankets over her body.

Where before she'd been a bit sleepy, now she was too restless. Something was wrong. She could count the times Zim hadn't wanted to sleep with her on one hand and 3 of those times, including this one, happened recently. The last time they invited someone else to their bed also was quite some time ago already.

Thav continued to fret in bed. She tried to fall asleep, but her mind just wouldn't let her. Once she was certain Zim was fast asleep she got out of the bed, grabbed a robe and left the bedroom. Nummy Muffin woke up up as well and jumped off, following her. Fang eventually joined her as well on her way to the balcony.

Nar Shaddaa's bright lights never ceased. It certainly was a planet that never seemed to sleep, which was one of the reasons Thav liked it and Zim as well. She sat down on one of the lounge chairs, quickly joined by her Mawvorr puppies.

Her thoughts wandered back to Zim as she petted her little predators. This whole thing reminded her of the time after they dealt with Zim's ex on Alderaan, Cortess. Things between them were difficult at that time too, but not like this. Had something happened? She couldn't think of anything. They'd met with their friends often, did the occasional job together. There'd only been a few disagreements, but those happened often enough and weren't a big deal, usually.

“Thav?”

Zim stood in the opening of the door to the balcony. He noticed she was gone, because he could no longer feel her warmth next to him in bed and decided to look for her.

Thavari looked up and turned to face him. “Something's wrong, isn't it? You've not been acting like yourself lately. What's wrong?” It wasn't like her to leave her feelings and concerns unsaid, and while it could be quite painful, she thought it was best to immediately ask him.

Zim frowned and sighed deeply. He sat down on the chair next to her and buried his face in his hands. It took quite a while before he answered. “I don't know,” he eventually admitted, barely audible.

Thav averted her gaze, opting to look at her feet instead and bit her bottom lip. Uncomfortable silence followed, neither of them knowing what to say or do to take the tension away.

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swtor || The Break Up

“Perhaps it's better if we put an end to our relationship.”

Thav put her bag on Zim's bed and started gathering the things she kept here, for the times she stayed at his place. Clothes, toiletries, one of her boxes… Better to get things over and done with as quickly as possible. That would hurt the least.

It was still quite surreal to her. They'd been together for so long, had so many good years, and now it was over. Her gaze fell upon a picture of Zim and herself together on the wall, taken during happier times. That was when the tears came. Her shoulders and her legs trembled, making it difficult for her to stay upright. The sadness was overwhelming.

Should she have seen this coming? They both agreed that they felt like they'd been growing apart for a while now and she knew Zim wasn't feeling like himself, he was troubled about something, and he didn't know what yet. Still, she hoped that they'd overcome these difficulties in due time, like they had before.

During today's conversation though it became clear that her hope was in vain. When she heard Zim say that he no longer shared her interests it completely caught her off guard. It also opened her eyes.    She could no longer make him happy, and if she couldn't make him happy anymore, what was the point in staying?

He needed time to find himself again, and where before they thought they could do that while still having a relationship, this proved to just no longer be an option. This entire situation hurt them both.

The only logical thing to do was to separate. She was just the one who spoke the words.

So here she was, packing her bag.

“Thav...” Zim appeared in the doorway. His eyes were red, his hair disheveled and he looked a mess. He could barely look at her, opted to look at his feet instead. “I didn't mean for this to happen.”

She closed the bag and flung it across her shoulder before she turned around to face him. Her voice broke when she spoke. “Neither did I.”

It hurt to see him the way he was standing there, crying and just looking miserable. She dropped the bad and walked over to him, wrapping her arms around his back. It felt awkward and way too familiar at the same time. “We just have to accept that what worked for us before no longer works.” Her voice was thick with emotion.

She buried her hand in his hair and made him look at her, so she could press a kiss upon his lips. A last kiss before she left. “Nummy Muffin is staying here with you. She has bonded with you and it wouldn't feel right to take her with me.”

Overwhelmed with emotion Ziminder just nodded. He was fond of the Mawvorr puppy. And that meant he'd at least have something of Thav still with him.

Thav picked her bag back up and walked towards the walk-in closet to get her box as well. With a deep breath she moved past Zim towards the door. One of her speeders was parked there. He followed her quietly.

After she secured her luggage on the speeder she turned to face Zim one last time. “I'm gonna leave Nar Shaddaa for a while. Maybe, when we've had some time ourselves, you can let me know how you're doing?”

“I will.” Zim's voice was almost gone from all the emotions. She was the one who knew him best, even now.  He didn't want to lose her as a friend, yet with all the emotions surrounding this breakup, it looked like it would take time before they'd be able to be friends again.

Thav started the engine. “Goodbye, Zim.” As she drove her speeder away, into the direction of her own place, she threw several glances across her shoulder at Zim, whose figure became smaller with each passing second and the ever increasing distance between them.

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Fanfic || swtor || A Sith Lord’s Summons part 2

Part: 2 Previous chapter here Featuring: @trashmuh‘s Muhren, @kaosstar‘s Ziminder Antilles, and Thavari Lok Rating: G Fandom: swtor Warnings: No warnings. Summary: Muhren and Thav discuss the Sith Lord and Thav’s past.

The journey to Dromund Kaas was as pleasant as it could be. Thav had music blasting through the speakers in the cockpit while she piloted her Scrapheap. There was enough food and plenty to drink.  Muhren sat in the other pilot chair, although he didn't do any piloting. He was looking at a datapad. “Alright, I've got the following on the Sith lord we're gonna meet. My contacts don't have a lot on her yet though, but they told me they will let me know when they have more. Lord Shidohro has only recently been made lord. She was trained privately by Darth Xenon, who discovered her on Csilla and brought her to the Empire. Darth Xenon recently passed away and Lord Shidohro took control of Xenon's powerbase, which leads my contacts to believe she was responsible for her Master's death, but no evidence has been found.”

Thav's breath hitched and she grasped the controls of the Scrapheap a little tighter. Memories from a past she left behind long ago jumped to the front of her mind. She was a different person back then, living a different life. “I know that name, Darth Xenon. She visited my family's home on Csilla several times. She was stationed on Csilla as ambassador.”

Muhren looked up. He never heard Thavari mention anything of her life on Csilla before, or her family and he never asked.

“I also know who Lord Shidohro is now. Force sensitivity is rare among the Chiss and when my sister's Force sensitivity manifested it drew Darth Xenon's attention. She took my sister with her not long after that. “ Her voice sounded different when Thavari spoke, as if she'd detached herself from it all, which was closer to the truth than she'd admit.

He realized what she implied; Muhren could read between the lines quite well. “So Lord Shidohro is...”

“My sister. Older sister.”

Muhren put the datapad away. He looked at Thav and noticed how tense she was. Perhaps it would help if she talked more about it. It was worth a try. “Were you close? Your sister and you?”

Thavari took a deep breath and put the Scrapheap on auto-pilot. “I have not seen her since Darth Xenon took her away. As for how close we were, we were loyal to one another. Among the Chiss family loyalty is everything.” After a pause she admitted “I didn't know she was still alive.”

“Oh.” Muhren became quite fidgety after Thav's admission. He could tell Thav was distraught and he felt he needed to do something, comfort her, somehow. What she revealed to him was not easy to say, especially for someone like Thav. Muhren reached for her from where he was sitting, to pat her on the shoulder. He preferred to touch to communicate with the people he cared about, but not all people were as touchy feely as he was.

The hand on her shoulder prompted Thav to continue. She seemed to collect herself again and threw a smile at Muhren. “I guess we'll find out soon enough if my assumption is correct, Lord Shidohro being my sister or not.”  That didn't mean Thav didn't continue thinking about the matter and what it meant if her sister was truly still alive.

Muhren still felt quite fidgety. He wanted to let the matter rest, but he was also curious about Thav and how she ended up in Imperial space, away from the Ascendancy. The way she talked about her family made it seem like they were all dead. “Can I ask you something, Thav?”

“Sure. Ask away.”

He shifted in his chair. “What happened to you, that you left the Ascendancy and ended up here? I mean, I've seen some Chiss on Dromund Kaas. Quite a few work for Imperial Intelligence. Overall though, you don't see that many Chiss around.”

Thav moved a few strands of her hair out of her face and frowned, then shrugged. It wasn't like it was a secret. “My family got killed. My younger sister Mal and I got home from our lessons one day and found our parents dead in our house. Our relatives that lived with us, including other members of the house we were allied with, were also dead in our house. We didn't know who killed them, but we were afraid they were still in the house or would come back, so we fled. We split up and lost each other. I made it to the spaceport and crawled onto the nearest ship that was heading out. Eventually I ended up on the streets of Nar Shaddaa.”

When she saw the baffled expression on Muh's face she chuckled. “It's no big deal. It happened ages ago. I did get chased by Chiss Intelligence for the longest time, but that stopped at some point.” That wasn't entirely true, it not being a big deal. It still hurt quite a bit and she did miss her family and mourned them, but she moved on with her life and made the best of her situation.

That reminded her of something. She should call Zim, to tell him where she was headed. He was out and about with Blakk, she knew that much, but she had no idea what his exact location was. She  called the number of his holocommunicator.

The connection wasn't very stable, she noticed. Eventually his holographic image appeared. “Hey babe, Blakk and I are on Hoth, so this connection probably doesn't last very long.”

Thav smiled. “Hey handsome. Listen, I'm on my way to Dromund Kaas for a contract meeting. With a Sith. So I'm gonna activate the tracker, just in case. Then you know where I am.”

The holographic image shifted slightly, there was quite a lot of disturbance on the line. “A Sith? Do you want me to meet you on Dromund Kaas? I can go there as soon as we're finished here.”

“By the time you reach Dromund Kaas I'll already be hunting if all goes well. I just wanted you to know where I'm going, in case something happens. Don't worry about it. I'm not alone, Muhren is coming with me. I'll contact you when the meeting is over. If you don't hear from me, check my tracker.”

He nodded and motioned he got it. “Connection's getting real bad. Talk to you soon, babe.” After that the connection cut out.

It remained silent in the Scrapheap for a moment. Muhren looked at Thav. He was glad to see Zim was ok and that he was with Blakk. That meant Blakk was ok too. Perhaps they could meet up at some point.

Thav considered if she should call Zo and Yauh as well, to let them know where she was going. Zo was probably a good idea, that way he wouldn't need to wait for her if he wanted to take a contract of his own, or work together with Naqomo and Codah.

They would reach Dromund Kaas soon. “Muh, can you pilot for a moment? I need to contact a few more people.”

Muhren dropped his datapad and sat up straight. “Oh. Of course, Thav. I'll let you know when we've arrived.” He knew Dromund Kaas well, and could handle dealing with the space port authorities. They wouldn't run into any trouble. He kinda liked the thought of piloting the Scrapheap too.

“Thanks, you're a sweetheart.” She casually ruffled his hair and smiled at him, before leaving the cockpit and walking back to her bedroom.

A blush appeared on Muhren's cheeks. “A..anytime,” he stuttered. Once she was gone he couldn't help grinning. It was still a bit hard to believe he befriended Thav and that she asked him along as her backup plan.

Right, piloting the Scrapheap. She showed him how to do it. He pulled up the navigational chart with the course she entered into the computer. Everything was good to go.

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Drabble || swtor|| Mawvorr

@kaosstar, @askshivanulegacy, @trashmuh

“Now, when you're taking care of your Mawvorr you need to remember a few things.” Thav sat down next to Muhren as he watched Fang, Chomper and Talon play. They were the ones Thav had with her for now to train them. “Mawvorrs are opportunistic hunters. They'll strike at any wounded animal or humanoid that comes across their path. They're also scavengers. When they're with a pack they are even known to go after creatures as big as the Vorantikus. They're  carnivores.”

“They're terrifying, that's what they are.”

Thav threw a glance across her shoulder at Blakk, who kept his distance and leaned against the wall of the room. Blakk crossed his arms in front of his chest. “What were you thinking getting those, Thav?”

She shrugged. “I thought I could train them and take them with me when we go big game hunting.” Not to mention that her first pair she got at a discount from a black market trader. They were malnourished at the time and lethargic. She didn't want that trader to keep them, so she made a deal with him.

“They are wild animals!”

Thav turned around to face Blakk. She tilted her head slightly as she looked at him. “Yes they are, and you'd do well to remember that. They are not domesticated and they never will be. Doesn't mean you can't keep them as pets, but there are things you need to be aware of.”

Ziminder looked up from the speeder he was working on. “They like to chew on shoes.”

Muhren's eyes widened and he immediately turned to Thav. “Is that true?” The thought alone made him nervous, because he loved shoes and had quite a lot of designer pairs.

All Thav did was chuckle; it was Ziminder who confirmed it. “Lock your shoes up if you decide to get one, Muh. I've lost some of my finest shoes to them.”

For a few moments Muhren nibbled on his bottom lip. He viewed the Mawvorr pups differently now he knew this.

[lhunuial]

Drabble || swtor || Need

For @trashmuh and @kaosstar. This is NSFW, so goes behind a cut.

Muhren's head lolled backwards, resting upon Zim's shoulder as the man beneath him pulled his legs up and apart. He was so exposed right now, but he was not embarrassed, far from it. A moan escaped him as he felt Zim's erection pressing against his back. The memory of rubbing his own cock against Zim's was still fresh in his mind. It felt so good.

His eyes were focused upon the woman kneeling between Zim's legs. She poured some lube on his cock and wrapped her hand around it, in a firm grip, stroking him. Muhren thrust upwards into her hand. “Thav...” he moaned.

Zim had a smile on his face. He pressed a soft kiss on Muhren's head. “She's good with her hands, isn't she?”

Muhren nodded breathlessly. He was already a mess and the fun had only just started. Next he felt her fingers carefully prodding at his asshole, opening him up, spreading him and preparing him for what was about to happen. She was a lot more gentle with him than he thought she would be. It was nice she was so considerate.

Once he caught a glimpse of the strap-on Thavari was wearing Muhren could no longer help himself. He thrust himself onto her fingers, trying to take them deeper.  “Thav, please take me now. I want it, I need it.”

“Already?” Thavari chuckled. “I've only just started prepping you.”

Muhren was determined. “I can take it.”

He'd barely finished the sentence when he felt her remove her fingers and replace them with the strap-on. As the toy slid inside him Muhren could feel a slight burn, but didn't bother him. He was too excited to get stuffed.

[lhunuial]

OTP Questions! Thav and Zim

1: Who spends almost all their money on the other? Neitherof them do. Zim is more well off money-wise, but they’re not very bigspenders. Doesn’t mean they don’t like buying each other gifts, ornecessary things, because they do spend money on each other. Just notnear enough to go broke.

2: Who sleeps in the other’s lap? Zim sleeps in Thav’slap. Although he prefers using her butt as a pillow.

3: Who walks around the house half-naked and who yells atthem to put on some clothes? Both of them frequently walk around halfnaked. Thav might yell for both of them to put clothes on if it’scertain they’ll have guests.

4: Which one tells the other not to stay up all night andwhich one stays up all night anyway? Both Thav and Zim like to stayup all night. They’re night owls, they like to go out and immersethemselves in the Nar Shaddaa night life. So neither of them.

5: Which one tries to make food for the other but burns itall by accident and which one tells them that it’s okay and makesthem both cookies? Thav is not the greatest cook. She can cook wellenough to survive, but it does sometimes happen that she burns thefood. Zim will bake her cookies when that happens.

6: Which one reads OTP prompts and says “Oh that’s us!”and which one goes “Eh, not really”? Zim goes “that’s us” andThav goes “not really.”

7: Which one constantly wears the other’s clothes? Thavis known to wear Zim’s clothes occasionally. Underneath her armor,for example.

8: Which one spends all day running errands and which onesays “You remembered [thing], right?” They enjoy running errandstogether, but Thav will make sure the things they actually need areon the list they make.

9: Which one drives the car and which one gives themdirections? Zim drives the speeder, Thav will give directions ordrive her own speeder.

10: Which one does the posing while the other one draws?Zim models, Thav draws. And Zim loves to do the modeling.

11: If they were about to rob a museum, which one doesbackflips through lasers and which one is strolling behind with a bagof chips? Thav would do backflips through lasers. Zim would notactually want to rob the museum.

12: Which one of your OTP overdoes it on the alcohol andwhich one makes the other stop drinking? If people bought Zim enoughdrunks he could get drunk, he usually just gets tipsy. Thav wouldstop him. Thav does not like getting drunk herself, so she neverdoes. She knows when to quit drinking. Zim would not get drunk hisown, he is too vain and alcohol is not good for his body.

13: Which one likes to surprise the other with a lot ofsmall random gifts? Zim is usually the one who buys surprise gifts,though Thav sometimes does it as well.

14: Which one keeps accidentally using the other’s lastname instead of their own? Neither.

15: Which one screams about the spider and which one bringsthe spider outside? Zim screams about the spider and Thav brings itoutside.

16: Which one gives the other their jacket? Zim wouldprobably give Thav his jacket if he saw she was cold, or was withoutone. He’s polite and considerate like that.

17: Who keeps getting threatened by the other’soverprotective older sibling? Zim is an only child and Thav’s oldersister is a Sith, but Zirsi has not threatened Zim (yet).

18: Who’s the first one to admit they have feelings forthe other? That was Thav.

19: How good would your OTP be at parenting? They wouldmake a pretty good team at parenting, but neither of them want tothink of having kids as of now. They are happy being auntie and uncleto Zo’s kids and probably Yauh’s and Verd’s kids in the near future.

20: Which one types with perfect grammar and which onetypes using numbers as letters?Thav hasn’t gotten a lot of educationdue to living on the streets of Nar Shaddaa, but she knows how toread and write. Both Zim and Thav would use proper grammar.

21: Who gets attacked by a bully and who protects them? Zimwould probably get attacked by a bully, or try to protect someoneelse from a bully and Thav would have to interfere to protect bothZim and the other person.

22: Who makes the bad puns and who makes a pained smileevery time the other makes a pun? Zim makes the bad puns and Thavmakes the pained smile.

23: Who comes home from work to see that the other onebought a puppy? Zim comes home from work to see that Thav has yetanother Mawvorr added to her pack. Thav breeds Mawvorrs.

24: Which one gives the other a piggyback ride when they’retired? Thav probably carries Zim, but both of them are in very goodshape.

25: Which one competes in some sort of activity and whichone does the overzealous cheering? Thav would probably compete insome activity and Zim would be her cheerleader.

26: Who takes a selfie when the other one falls asleep ontheir shoulder? Zim would take a selfie if Thav falls asleep on hisshoulder.

27: Which one would give the other a makeover if theyasked? They both would, probably.

28: Which one owns a pet that the other is absolutelyterrified of? Neither. Thav owns a pack of Marvorrs, but Zim is notafraid of them. He does not like it if the pups chew on his shoesthough.

29: Which one holds the umbrella over both of them when itrains? Zim would hold the umbrella over both of them on Dromund Kaas.

30: If your OTP went on vacation, where would they go andwhat would they do? Who would take the pictures? At times when theyneed a break to go to Concordia, where Zo has an estate, and go biggame hunting.  They have plenty of places they want to go to, theylike traveling, such as Aquilaris because Zim likes pod races and ithas nice beaches. They both would take pictures, but Zim would probably take the most pictures.

[lhunuial]

"All right, I’m Thavari. I’m here to collect the bounty on your head. This is Ziminder, he’s my partner. If you want to beg for mercy and share your life story, tell it to him. He is my carer, he cares so I don’t have to.”