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chaoticspacefam · 1 year

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First Lines Meme

I was tagged by @sullustangin ! Sorry this one took me a while to get too aaaa, but thank you for tagging me <3

Rules: post the first sentence of your last ten fics. If you haven't written ten fics, share as many first-sentences as you have.

Tagging: (no pressure, as always & only if you feel like doing it, if not feel free to ignore! :3) @actualanxiousswampwitch , @darth-bagel , @outcastcommander , @elaphaemourra, @tearlessrain, @mercurypilgrim and anyone else who feels like doing this one! Yes, I promise I mean you! :D

I’m gonna start by posting the first lines of fics I’ve recently posted/written, then I’m gonna throw some extra ones in there, for pieces that are done but I just haven’t gotten to put on AO3 yet, or the next chapter of an in-progress fic that isn’t done yet (lookin’ at you, Creeping Shadows ¬¬ XD) 10. Ni’kasi had feared the worst when Elana Thul had holo’d her to give her the news of the ambush at House Organa and that Urtel hadn’t reported back. (and all their words for glory...well they always sounded EMPTY. A oneshot from Kas’s portion of the story, By The Stars. Centered around the Urtel Moren plot point from Alderaan and the effect his death had on Kas & her future motivations re: the Empire)

9. They're on Alderaan now, getting ready to take off and leave the planet behind them. (Duende. Another By The Stars oneshot, from a prompt game here on tumblr! aka the “Andronikos is very horny over Kas but too damn stubborn to ASK and she’s having way too much fun baiting him about it” fic lmao)

8. D'leah had been rather surprised to catch the eye of her Wai Tarar across the sea of other Sith Lords and Darths, decked out to their nines in glitz and glamour in the manner she would have well expected of the High Sith families that associated with her father. (Strikhedonia. Technically a twoshot with Kiss With A Fist (which is the next one down). Set pre-game storyline, during the Ahaszaai dynasty. D’leah finally admits she’s DTF, much to the relief of every single one of their family and friends who were getting sick and tired of their UST. XD These two fics about Sith mom and Sith dad haven’t got as much attention as the others, but I honestly had a blast writing them both :D hahaha)

7. Of all the Wai Tarar that could have possibly been assigned to accompany her on this mission, it had to be this one. (Kiss With A Fist. Comes chronologically before Strikhedonia (above), and set in the same timeline, a few weeks after the events. (Wai Tarar is just High Sith for “Royal Guard”, essentially what will become the Imperial Guard in the red armour etc etc.) The “You want to fuck me so bad it makes you look stupid” D’leahssai fic, essentially.. 🤣 )

6. Aria was jerked from her fitful memories by the groaning of the shuttle’s hyperdrive. (Creeping Shadows. ~The~ first line of Creeping Shadows aka the prologue. Where it all kicked off! 🙌 Pretty self-explanatory, this sets up Aria’s introduction as well as building some ominous undertones for the Big Reveal (tm) that’s about to happen in Ch 8 & 9, I promise I have not abandoned this I am going to work on it again one day...)

---- (all the ones below this bit are WIPs so don’t have links yet as they’re not posted anywhere (yet), but I wanted to do 10 so I’m cheating so I can do 10 😛)

5. Everyone’s staring. ... ...the Empress' muscles are wound tight as coils, ready to strike at a moment's notice. (How To Pacify A Sith. an Alliance-era oneshot, set after Crisis on Umbara flashpoint. This is one that’s been finished for a while but I’ve not had the time to do the formatting in order to post it on AO3. Koth talks Rai down from flipping her shit on Theron over the betrayal; Theron really owes Koth for this one and let’s just leave it at that lol)

4. The Fleet was a refreshing change of pace, no Jedi Masters breathing down her neck or silently judging her for wanting to put away a quick drink before they moved onwards to board the transport to Coruscant. (Also Creeping Shadows, but the first line of Chapter 8, that I’m still working on because every time I get in the headspace to work on it something weird IRL happens and then I don’t get to work on it for ages bc the moment is gone. One goddamn day I will continue this story lmfao)

3. The slave pits of Dromund Kaas were dark, damp, and dingier than the wildest imagination could have painted a picture of, a "can't imagine it unless you've been there" sort of unpleasantness. (first line of the prologue of By The Stars, Kas’s “main” storyline part of Subterfugeverse, which hasn’t started public posting yet because I want to get a lot further into Creeping Shadows and get a lot more of a writing...schedule, of sorts, going for myself before I try anything ambitious like working on two longfics at the same time)

2. Of all the times she had imagined speaking to one of her uncles again, suddenly now that Abaron stood before her, Ni’kasi felt herself rather tongue-tied. (Also By The Stars, first line of Chapter 2, when Kas rocks up to the Korriban Academy and finally runs into her uncle Abaron again for the first time in like 70 years. This one’s gonna be emotional folks, that’s for damn sure ;-; I wish this meme was “favourite line” instead of “first line” so I could post the real good one /jk )

1. One thing led to another, over and over and over again, if Khem and Ashara left them unattended for too long, they’d end up in the Sith’s quarters. (this one is such a new WIP that it doesn’t have a proper title yet, just a really silly and very literal placeholder until I can figure out a decent one to convey the proper point across :) “All of Kas’s emotional development happens during smut scenes and I’m just rolling with it now”. Basically the smut fic where Kas and Andronikos become truly serious/exclusive. it’ll be a good one! Explores a headcanon of mine regarding how Sith treat people knowing their “real” name vs. their Darth name/title, and why. I’m really excited to get this one done, I like this headcanon a lot and I can’t wait to share it properly with you guys!! <3)

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chaoticspacefam · 2 years

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all their words for glory, they always sounded EMPTY

You make me laugh until I die, can you think of any better way to choke?

And all their words for glory

Well they always sounded empty

[....]

Way down here upon the ground

When we're lying in the dirt

There's no looking up for heaven ~ Bastille - Glory

CW: Sith Inquisitor (Alderaan) spoilers, Angst, Character Death and some Hurt/Comfort kinda-sorta-I guess at the end there XD, Below the cut!

Ni’kasi had feared the worst when Elana Thul had holo’d her to give her the news of the ambush at House Organa and that Urtel hadn’t reported back. Although they still had to travel to the Elysium and find the artifact that Zash was near-rabid about her tracking down, she felt compelled to take a momentary detour and help a fellow Sith - after all, Urtel had been nothing but kind to her, in more ways than one. As expected, they had arrived at the House Organa building to find the place in shambles, and any of the rest of Urtel’s party were far too close to death’s door to be of much use in telling her where he was. Ni’kasi’s stomach twisted into an uncomfortable knot, and with a quick glance back at Andronikos to ensure the pirate was still at her side, the Pureblood took off at a run, purple bolts of electricity streaming from her fingertips to mow down any Jedi that dared try and block her path. The dull thrum of Andronikos’ blaster rifle behind her told the Pureblood that he kept close pace with her, firing at anything that she missed as she frantically searched the halls for the other Sith.

“Urtel!” she kept calling out every few paces, but never received an answer. “Urtel?!”

Ni’kasi skidded to a stop as she rounded the corner and this time came upon a sealed blast door, hissing through her teeth in frustration. The pirate pulled up next to her, letting out a quiet, confused grunt of his own. The yelp of pain in a familiar voice on the other side of the security door launched both of them out of their adrenaline-induced stupor and back into action. Andronikos, despite his apparent earlier protests of jealousy, quickly raised his blaster and fired twice at the controls to deactivate the lockdown, barking. “Go, GO!” at her. Ni’kasi didn’t need to be told twice, the Pureblood launching forward and flying through the half-opened doorway just in time to watch the Jedi run the young Sith through with his saber.

“No!”

Ni’kasi only vaguely heard the pirate behind her curse, her vision turned red, she simply closed the distance between herself and the Jedi at alarming speed. Before the fool could so much as blink the Pureblood had extended her own hands, lightning engulfing him and streaming in a torrent around the man’s body until whatever tension was left in the muscles of his legs could no longer hold him up and the corpse dropped to the ground in front of her with a dull thump.

Andronikos put a blaster bolt between the bastard’s eyes for good measure while Ni’kasi was more preoccupied with running to Urtel. She dropped to her knees next to him, yanking her visor up with one hand whilst the other tucked behind his head to try and hold it up. It was a solid, through-and-through stab, and the singe of burnt flesh filled the air. Urtel coughed, his eyes glassy and unfocused, but as he sensed the other Force presence beside him he did try to look in Ni’kasi’s direction. “....Y-You came back.”

“Of course I came back, silly.” she croaked, her voice cracking as she stared down at him in disbelief, knowing full well there was nothing that she could do that would save him now…but she couldn’t bear to leave him. “I couldn’t let you have all the fun now, could I?”

Urtel tried to laugh, but the sound came out as more of a strangled wheeze than anything else.

“...Wh-Where do…you think…we go when we die?” he choked out, voice strained. She could smell the fear radiating off of him, it settled around her like a snake, constricting tighter and tighter as he continued. “I have never…been afraid, before-” Glancing upwards to make sure they weren’t about to be set upon, she found Andronikos had taken up a post by the door, glancing over his shoulder at her to flash the Sith inquisitor a faint, but reassuring smile. I’ve got this. Stay with him.

Ni’kasi shushed Urtel softly, settling next to him and cradling his head the best she could. She couldn’t save him. But at least he wouldn’t have to die alone and afraid. “Shhh, shh shh. Hey. Look at me, it’s okay.” she promised, willing herself not to cry. “Urtel. Look at me, it’s okay. I’m here. I’m right here.” the Pureblood whispered, her own breath leaving her in a shuddering gasp as she leaned down to press a soft kiss to the other Sith’s forehead. “I’m not leaving you. I’ll be right here…”

She felt some of the tension in his muscles relax at her assurances, and her heart broke all over again.

“...Th-Thank you.”

“I’m so sorry.” she murmured back, with all sincerity. “I should have been quicker-”

“You are here. That’s all that m-matters.” Urtel managed to give her a final, weak smile, reaching up with a shaky hand to try and brush aside the stray lock of hair that had fallen past her visor.

His fingers never touched her hair before the Sith went limp in her arms.

***

The rest of the report to Elana Thul went by as a blur, Ni’kasi couldn’t say she remembered much of it at all, but one sentence in particular kept buzzing around her skull like an angry hornet as she went through the motions of fetching the stupid artefact for Zash and came back to the ship to deliver the report to her master.

Asset.

He was an asset.

Zash, too, described the fallen Sith Lord in similar terms, when Ni’kasi had brought up the news of his death her master had waved it off in a very nonchalant fashion, as if it didn’t matter much in the grand scheme of things (and realistically, to Sith it didn’t).

“Oh, that is most unfortunate, apprentice. But nothing you need concern yourself with. We will find other Sith to replace the posts so that House Thul will remain safe - and more importantly, indebted to us.”

Asset. Just an asset.

Years of holding her tongue in the slave pits of Dromund Kaas served Ni’kasi well, but she was immensely glad for her oversight of not removing her visor when they’d returned to the ship. It meant Zash wouldn’t be able to see the look in her eyes as she bristled at the blasé tone in the Darth’s voice and instead forced out an agreement of: “Of course, my Lord. It wouldn’t do to lose their favour now.”

“No indeed. Elana Thul invited you to a little celebration, I hear?” Zash continued, shaking Ni’kasi back into the present and forcing her to put her own emotions at bay for the time being.

“Y-Yes, my Lord. Though I’m of half mind to decline.”

Zash beamed at her, suspiciously cheerful. It unsettled her.

“No, by all means, you two go and enjoy yourselves for a few hours! You’ve earned it!” the Darth insisted. “I’ll see you back on Dromund Kaas immediately afterward, but what is life without a few of the indulgences, mhm?”

“If you insist, Master.” the Pureblood dipped her chin, leaning her hands against the edge of the projector as Zash disconnected the call. The hologram of the Darth blinked out of existence, and Ni’kasi finally exhaled the breath she hadn’t even realised she had been holding in, her head drooping in defeat.

“You alright, Sith?”

The Pureblood said nothing, but the way that she wordlessly reached up with one hand, all but ripped the mask from her face and threw it across the main hold, said everything.

“Okay. Yeah. Stupid question, I know.” she heard Andronikos’ footsteps behind her as the pirate slowly approached her from where he had been leaning on the bulkhead, just out of view of the projection lens.

Ni’kasi said nothing at first, a low snarl slipping from between her teeth as she braced the hand back against the projector. “You…wanna talk about it?” Andronikos offered, a little wary, but apparently trying his best to be supportive regardless.

She had no words to tell him how much she appreciated it. For several long moments, they stand in silence, the pirate staring at her, and the Sith staring at the grain of the metal beneath her. Her fingers trembled as they curled against the surface they were pressed against, as if imagining something else beneath them instead.

Asset. Asset. Replaceable.

“They don’t even care.” she spat, words laced with contempt, without looking up at Andronikos. “None of them care that he’s dead. All they care about is the fucking war.”

Maybe the Empire was far more broken than she had first thought.

“Yeah. Not so great of ‘em, is it? Seems to be a regular thing for…other Sith.”

“He was a person.” Ni’kasi growled in protest, before Andronikos could imply she should be lumped in with Zash’s ilk, the threat of angry tears stinging in her eyes though none fell. “He was a person, not an asset.” she might not have had feelings for Urtel. But she had liked him, and he didn’t deserve to die. Not like that. He deserved to have someone care about the fact that he was gone, not just brush over it like he was another karking statistic and rush to find his next replacement.

“I know.” Andronikos nodded, sighing deeply as he propped his hip against the projector next to her. “And I get that you’re angry…just, don’t start swingin’ at me for it, yeah?”

The Pureblood barked out a dry laugh, finally lifting her head. “I would never.” she promised, trying to soften her tone. “I wouldn’t want to scare you off.” the ghost of a smile flickered across her lips as she studied him, then. “I would miss you.”

Andronikos smiled back at her, gently. “I’d miss ya too, Sith.” he promised, spreading his arms out in a silent question. She couldn’t recall the last time she had gotten a hug. The concept seemed almost…foreign, to the inquisitor now. But something about the gesture soothed some of the hurt she felt in that moment and so, equally as silent, she stepped into his arms with a sigh.

“We don’t gotta go to that party if you don’t want.” he mumbled into her hair as she pressed her forehead into his jacket and took a deep, but shaky breath. “We can just…sit here for a bit, I guess, if Zash is so insistent on giving us “time off”.”

She thought about it for a moment, then shook her head into his shoulder. “No. I…think it’d be good to take my mind off things, the wine will help with that.”

Not that she would need much of it. But still. It would help.

“Can’t say I wouldn’t look forward to seein’ you done up in an evening gown.” Ni’kasi could hear the grin in the pirate’s voice. “Alright, then. We’re all set for travelling to Kaas when we’re done, so…” whenever she was ready, essentially.

“Then far be it from me to disappoint.” she joked back. The Pureblood closed her eyes for a moment, soaking in the comforting, familiar contact for just a moment longer before she finally wiggled out of the pirate’s grip and stepped back. “Okay. But meet me in the cargo hold first.”

Andronikos’ expression is one of equal parts confusion and hopefulness as he tilted his head at her and asked. “What for…?”

“I’m going out on a limb and I’m going to assume you don’t know how to dance.” the Sith grinned back at him. “We’re going to have to fix that before we leave, can’t have you embarrassing me can I~”

#swtor #swtor fanfiction #elven's writing #by the stars #subterfugeverse #subterfugeverse oneshot #swtor oc: ni'kasi ahaszaai #sith inquisitor #sith inquisitor spoilers #(i mean...this part has been out for a decade now but *just in case* lmfao)#andronikos revel #urtel moren #ni'kasi/andronikos #hi hello i am working on other things i owe people i SWEAR #but i had an uncontrollable urge to write this this evening. so i did.#listen urtel always gives me *FEELINGS*#and while i do agree that thematically it makes *sense* that the thuls and the others don't *care*#it upsets me immensely that *even if you have a fling with him*; the only responses your inq can give are super flippant and nonchalant too #so have a oneshot of kas's *ACTUAL* reaction to the urtel thing ;;-;;#good thing andronikos gives good hugs huh 🥺#listen he can be very somft when he wants to be and she really needed that hug this time lmao #also yes the end *IS* a reference to the dance scene/oneshot i posted wips of before #its still in WIP hell atm cause i had no idea where to slot it in in the story #but *NOW* i do so i will 100% be editing/finishing that up too #consider that the fill in the gaps oneshot(s) of how kas and andronikos got serious <3 #oh and pls excuse any borked/weird formatting; i did the vast majority of the formatting via mobile so i may have missed some italics etc #sjejjdkdjd #but other than that pls enjoy the angst #i do plan to post this & the other ask oneshots on AO3 sometime soon #when i can get enough PC time to do the formatting hahaha

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chaoticspacefam · 2 years

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Husband acquired!! Kas wasted absolutely no time in getting a piece of that

#swtor #elven's swtor screenshots #swtor oc: ni'kasi ahaszaai #sith pureblood #sith inquisitor #andronikos revel #ni'kasi/andronikos #androni'kasi #now he just has to wait for...two or three more planets before he unlocks the Full Tragic Backstory (tm) /lh #listen kas took one look at him and went I Want Some Of That and i love that for her. get it girl #sjkhgsjkdgdkjgdkj

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chaoticspacefam · 2 years

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Andronikos: I love you to the moon and back.

Ni’kasi (Sith Inquisitor): Well, I love you purple.

Andronikos, confused: That...doesn’t make any sense??

Ni’kasi, deadpan: Well neither does saying that you love me 477710,173 miles you fucking bantha.

Andronikos: Stars, you actually calculated it too?!?!

Ni’kasi: Let’s focus on the orginal point here, Andi.

Andronikos, facepalming: You’re hopeless...

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#swtor #incorrect swtor quotes #subterfugeverse #swtor oc: ni'kasi ahaszaai #sith inquisitor #andronikos revel #ni'kasi/andronikos #androni'kasi #you've heard of hopeless romantic well kas is just. hopeless. that's it /lh #shuighdkjgdjd

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chaoticspacefam · 6 months

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I know it is the end of the spooky season but would any of your OCs enjoy dressing up for Halloween and what in your mind would their costumes be?

I am almost too late to post this in time for "spooky season" woops, been a busy week/day, you know the drill! Thank you so much for this ask Raven, it made me grin and start giggling like a little kid as I started thinking about all of this hehe. Alas, I don't have enough juice to do any doodles to go with it so I'll just be using descriptions and a handful of screenshots where I have specifc ones in mind to hopefully illustrate :3

Off the top of my head, the Ahaszaai twins are both absolutely dressing up for Halloween!

Kas would go all out, I'm talking a proper fancy, handmade costume. She'd probably go for one of the classics like a demoness, and would 100% "over"do it compared to everyone else. Ya girl done made her nails up all fancy with red rhinestones and they look hella ✨aesthetic✨ but incredibly impractical for actually you know....holding things. Ex: (link to the artists Insta by clicking on the picture, I don't claim to have done these I'm not that coordinated or talented with nail art LMAO)

(I have these saved specifically as "Kas way overdoing something for Aesthetic and/or Intimidation factor and I feel like they'd go really well with an OTT Demoness costume for Halloween ngl - she's probably made horns to match and everything. Andronikos has been roped into a couple's costume as a devil or Hades or something, to sell the look and he'll do it without complaining because holy shit does his wife look hot *wink wink* haha)

Saarai would dress up in one of those classic tacky vampire costumes - but she owns it so well that she somehow pulls it off? Reason for the vampire costume being that when she and Koth were still sort of in the "awkward trying to be nice to eachother" phase, he once asked her, with all seriousness "so you don't drink people's blood?" and Rai has NEVER let him live it down since. She's a tacky ass vampire every Halloween from then on, Koth isn't sure whether to laugh or cry anymore and Lana goes to bed early every Halloween to avoid getting involved in whatever ridiculous inside-joke-annoying-prank thing her partners clearly have going on. She does NOT want to know LOL Rai has also 100% gathered up every kid on the Oddessen base and is 100% chaperoning them while they go trick or treating <3

Aria would dress up too, not with the express purpose of scaring people OR going trick or treating but just because she'll use any excuse to show off and be extra as hell. She's got a whole tuk'ata-themed armour set (which tbh she probably wears sometimes even when it's NOT halloween....) and because Chwûq and Taral tend to follow her around and are almost as tall at the shoulder as Ari is at the waist they end up being a pretty convincing Tuk'ata-Cerberus. Vano doesn't dress up but she does tag along to try and mitigate some of the frights that unsuspecting passersby would get in seeing three tuk'ata heads appear out of nowhere XD