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I drew this catfish!Kip for mermay and I kinda love it?? Who knows...it may become A Thing........

#fantasy au #ahahaha too late it’s a thing now #kipanya #mermay #mermay 2018 #my art #swtor #sith pureblood #wow I??? feel good abt this????

like mother like daughter??

#when u encounter ur first dark council assassination attempt #kipanya #my art

TO: Beauregarde Olivier, Clan Lael

FROM: [Error]

SUBJECT: Kimber

Hey, stranger.

Thanks for getting back to me. I really appreciate it. Things have been going well so far. You should see how seriously Dani takes her role as a big sister now. I wanted to thank you again for everything you’ve done. Adjusting to the change was a bit difficult but believe me when I say there’s more than enough room in my heart for the two of them. Hey, any chance I could borrow your clan name, just as a thank-you? Or would it be too obvious? I think Kimber Lael Aduriel has a nice ring to it. Message me back when you learn anything on the brother, okay? If he’s still out there I don’t want to separate them.

Thanks a bunch. You’re my favorite cousin.

K.A.

#whoops i like the cleaned up lineart better #swtor #swtor oc #my art #kipanya #khodeli #swtor art #sith pureblood #beauregarde #daniera #YOU GET THIS ONE NOW #lines are less shaky and there are no more weird stray marks

How about some headcanons for Kip and Niko :D?

yuss let’s gooo

Headcanon A (realistic):

Kip had few close friends in the Jedi Temple. Part of it was because she was cautious of the attachment rules, but part of it was because other padawans were wary of her being prone to lashing out. They attributed it mostly to her species because like…not even Kip knew her entire family was cursed lmao.

Niko has a habit of forgetting where he puts things. Books, lightsabers, entire animals, and more. It gets to be a problem when he starts working with the Xenozoology Department of the Korriban Academy because sometimes he’ll forget to lock the doors to various pens and whole-ass rancor hatchlings will just waddle around the campus until they’re found. Sometimes acolytes have a hard time giving them back.

Headcanon B (unrealistic but hilarious):

Kip has a long scar on her right hand that she attributes to a fight with a powerful warrior or something. The story is never the same each time she tells it. Really, she got it because she fell off of a ruin when she was five trying to do a primate impression. She was too embarrassed to tell anyone, so she never got the kolto to heal it. To this day, heights make her nervous

Inspired by this post that’s been gaining notes rapidly, Niko has a small fork in his tongue. When he found out it was a good thing to have, he literally couldn’t stop showing it off. He picks up food with his tongue like chopsticks all the time just to piss off Kip. She’s jealous.

Headcanon C (heart-crushing and awful):

Kip doesn’t fit in. That’s just a fact. In the Jedi Temple, she was the only Sith in her crèche. In the Academy, she was the last one to be picked as an apprentice. On the Dark Council, she often suffers jabs at her Jedi childhood, accused of only reaching the Council because her master held the seat before her. “I bet she hired someone to do the killing for her. She doesn’t have the guts.” It’s a statement she hears often. She feels guilty to miss her mom when her blood family is right there, but the Empire is not her home. Nor is the Republic, for that matter. She doesn’t know where it is, but she wants to go home.

Niko has nightmares often. There is a common theme to most of them: plunging into darkness, an invisible grip on his throat, invisible hands holding his ankles, invisible binds on his wrists. A searing pain on a different scar each time. There’s a familiar cruel laugh, and Niko wishes every time he could forget the name of the slavemaster it belonged to. Because he took from him everything he had left and then some. When he wakes, he’s shaking. Niko has never told anybody about the nightmares.

Headcanon D (rejecting canon):

hhhhhhah okay i reject canon entirely anyways, so i guess i’ll just say some nonsense here about their in-game appearances.

Kip’s hair ought to be longer in-game, but I like that hairstyle with the little padawan braid too much to get rid of it. Her body type is totally not what Bioware made it look like (what is female anatomy? SHRUG, apparently) because she’s like, 15 at this point in her storyline and just…doesn’t look like that. She’s actually very short and built like a mini powerhouse because of how much time she spends sparring (*insert student athlete joke*). Other than that, her face structure is pretty accurate, if not a bit narrow. I like her eye color, it’s very warm and calm as opposed to Niko’s harsh yellow.

Niko is fairly similar to his in-game model, but he’s definitely not as intimidating. His RBF is still the same, though. His facial ridges are more like Kip’s, but I couldn’t find an option similar enough. His eyes really aren’t that bright, I just picked it impulsively because HELL yeah, glowy eyes! He does have those piercings that I gave him in the character creator, but he only wears them on special occasions because one punch to the face could easily gouge out his eyeball if his eyelid piercings got caught. Also I don’t want to draw them all. The hair options are a bit limited, but I think the one I picked is pretty close. I honestly love the complexion I picked because it makes him look Very Grumpie and it’s amazing.

#oc rambling #nikorro #kipanya #the nightmare thing ive actually been thinking of for a while #i wrote a small thing about it but it was kinda super depressing so i never posted it anywhere #but like yea slavery fucks you up majorly #also khodeli is a surprisingly good mom despite the fact that shes a mess

my Whole Life has led up to this moment

#god now I gotta tag em all #nikorro #kipanya #rhennet #mella #jetânkha #bulwark #khodeli #raile #jack #swtor #swtor oc #oc rambling #I hate how much time I spent on this

"Don't even think about it." From any of my pancakes to yours lol.

I like to call this one “Kip Meets a Cabbage and Also Realizes She’s an Idiot”

Kip tries to remember the knots she learned at the Jedi Temple. Those used to stop bleeding on the battlefield, to set a snare to catch food in the wild, to hang Life Day decorations over doorways in the main hall, to keep your hair out of your face when training, to do anything but escape a deadly 70-foot-drop out of your estranged family’s fortress of an estate. Go figure. When they’d “taken her in”, as they liked to say they did (as if there was any choice on her part), it had already been a year since she was last in the Temple, and her practice in said techniques were rusty, to say the least. At this point, Kip is desperate. The window has proven to be her only viable means of escape, and she’s willing to risk the steep descent into the wilderness. She’s halfway through attempting to tie her bedsheets into a makeshift rope when the reinforced door slides open. “Don’t even think about it.”The calm voice stops her in her tracks, for just a moment. It’s not familiar, but she has no interest in turning around when freedom is within her grasp. She keeps working. “Where did you find all those sheets, anyway?”This time, she risks a glance at the intruder. He’s…not what she expected. Intimidating, sure, with the classic look of concern she’d come to expect from everyone in this Maker-forsaken stronghold, but not scary. He has the look of a scholar, with a pretty face and a general aura of “leave me alone” that she usually associates with the padawans back home that pursue academics rather than strategics. And still, she has to remind herself, he is a Sith and Sith are volatile. “I don’t know you,” she states bluntly, hoping the man would mind his own business and retreat to whatever shadowy practice he was undoubtedly performing. He quirks his brow instead. The absolute nerve. “I know you,” he says, leaning against the door frame. “You’re my cousin. Kipanya.” Kip bristles. “Don’t call me that,” she snaps. “My name is Kimber, and you aren’t my family.” She hurriedly bundles her half-finished masterplan in her arms and slides it under her bed. She has no interest in hearing brainwashed nonsense from a complete stranger. Certainly not from a stranger who’s just lurking in the doorway, silently calling attention to her escape plot. “I’m Atswara,” he says. “You probably don’t remember me. I’m not sure what we are, but we’re related somehow.” “Don’t care who you are, but if you don’t get the hell out of my room in the next few seconds, I’m gonna…” She forgets what she was going to threaten him with in the first place. Well, that could’ve been thought out better. The window at her back feels very, very large, like it could swallow her whole and plunge her into oblivion. At this point, she wouldn’t entirely mind, if only to escape this conversation. “I hope you’re not planning on leaving tonight,” Atswara said, nodding towards the pile of bedding she just hid. “It would be unfortunate if you came all this way without meeting your brother. Niko tried to fly home today, but the Alderaan spaceport was absolutely chaotic. He’s dying to meet you, after all this time.” She snaps to attention. “My– what do you mean? He’s here?” Before she can stop herself, she’s standing directly in front of Atswara with her hands balled into fists. “Did you kidnap him too? How did you know his–” “You can keep denying it all you want, but you are a part of this family,” Atswara interrupts, crossing his arms in front of his chest. “If you try to escape, I can’t really stop you. But I personally wouldn’t consider that a wise decision, jumping out the window to fend for yourself in the jungle. But to each their own.” He shrugs and turns to leave, but stops. “By the way, the door’s been unlocked this whole week. Not sure if you were aware? Oh, and Tsava made a pie if you’re interested. We’ll save you a slice.”

#kipanya #other ppls ocs #god shes such a mess #i call her kip in this narrative bc i feel weird calling her kimber #she is so deep in denial

❤(the blank heart thing)

I could imagine Kipanya and Vachir getting along well. They would probably meet at some stuffy Imperial function that Kip has to attend to keep up appearances as a socialite and newly-appointed Dark Council member. She’d likely make some sort of snide comment to break the ice (”politicians, am I right?”), watching Vachir’s response as some sort of meter to judge how serious she was actually taking the event. Kip would probably make an effort to seek her out again in future events, either to gossip about coworkers or trade battle strategies. I think she would more readily trust Vachir than the other Darths because of her individuality rather than following orders blindly. Vachir might appreciate and relate to Kip working her way up to the place she is rather than play on the Council’s favoritism. Basically, I could see them having an unspoken alliance based on mutual respect.

#swtor #kipanya #other ppls ocs #kip would also think vachir and her wife are the absolute cutest