Gift commission I did for @shimmersing for her friend @taraum of her character Daesha Ven and Scourge. First time trying to actually do a background sorry I don’t know what I’m doing.
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Gift commission I did for @shimmersing for her friend @taraum of her character Daesha Ven and Scourge. First time trying to actually do a background sorry I don’t know what I’m doing.
My Aitahea & @taraum‘s Daesha have very different ideas of what constitutes appropriate clothing choices on Tatooine.
Drabble List: “You’re putting words in my mouth!” I'm gonna ask for Daesha & Scourge again because I might be obsessed.
“You’re Putting Words in My Mouth”
“I do believe this is what your kind call karma, Jedi,” Scourge snorted, watching in amusement as Daesha flailed with her tunics. Her short arms waved haphazardly about and she tipped precariously to one side, but the Sith refused to feel any sympathy. No matter how much she currently resembled a drowning kath hound.
“If you want to keep breathing-“
“Resorting to threats now, are we?” he chuckled. “Hardly the behavior of a serene Jedi Master.”
“Given what we were just doing, your dismemberment will seem positively tame,” Daesha threatened, her head finally poking through one of the holes.
“We must be sure to maintain a low profile aboard the ship, Sith. Which means no clothes left behind, you must leave before first rotation starts, and you have to learn to control your volume,” he mocked.
“You’re putting words in my mouth,” Daesha griped, disappearing once more into the voluminous garment. “All I said was that we had to be discreet. And given my number of bite marks, I’d say you found a way to control your volume problem.”
“Yet I am still thrown out like an akk mutt every morning,” he snorted.
“Not my fault you insist on keeping me up so late every night,” Daesha shot back, finally reappearing with all limbs in the correct holes.
“It is hardly my fault that you forgot you had a meeting with Major Tollbec this morning,” he said.
“By the Force, enough! We can argue about this later,” Daesha giggled, leaning down to give Scourge a quick kiss. He grabbed hold of her waist, pulling her closer and reminding her of just what they’d been doing when Major Tollbec had called. By the time he pulled back, her knees were trembling. “Keep doing that, and I might not leave.”
“I’m counting on it, Jedi. That’s my tunic you’re wearing.”
@birdonabird. Unsurprisingly, the other prompt is giving me trouble. Hope you enjoyed this; just wanted to give you a bit of happy Scourge/Daesha. 😁