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me: phew I'm finally done drawing leetols for my mtt-verse characters also me: how about I just make more

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hello it’s the gang all here w this picrew tagged by my bb @lauriejuspeczyk amada,,, hello @halcyonmusings 👁 👁

lua | reina | shir

weaver | aione | somer

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Fictober18 - day 10

Prompt: “You think this troubles me?” Word Count: 780 Characters: Felix/Lua A/N: Another of my cross-faction couples, Felix Iresso/F! Sith Inquisitor.

Lua heard the water running as soon she opened the door. Felix had given her access to his tiny apartment only a week ago, and the Sith had more than made use of it.

Though he protested in public, Lua got the impression that Felix didn’t entirely mind her gift. He felt it would be inappropriate for people to see him leaving her room, even for innocent reasons. Lua didn’t fancy visiting him in the barracks, and so had carved out this small space down some abandoned passage.

Felix’s quarters boasted little more than a bed, desk, lamp, and small ‘fresher with sink and compost toilet. She expected that he took cloth baths to avoid the group showers.

Lua settled on the end of the bed with her datapad and waited for Felix to emerge. The moment the door opened, he cursed and ducked back into the cubby he called a bathroom. “What are you doing here?”

Lua frowned at the accusation in his voice. “My meeting concluded on time for a change, and I thought to surprise you.”

“Congratulations, you succeeded.” Felix peeked around the door frame. “Wanna’ throw me that shirt?”

Lua stretched back across his bed with a seductive wink. “I’d rather you came out here and leveled the playing field.”

“Very funny,” Felix answered, then slinked further into the room when Lua grinned. “You’re not kidding."

Lua pushed to her feet with a sigh. She could sense Felix’s anxiety through the Force and longed to comfort him. He acted peculiarly in times of vulnerability, though Lua couldn't fathom why. He was resolute in front of her men.  “Don’t,” he said when she reached the door. “I’m not ready.”

“I was only joking,” Lua teased. She often toyed with Felix, though his reactions were usually milder. She was Sith, sex was simply an act of passion. Though, it seemed to mean more to Felix. He knew that she didn't expect any commitment from him. Lua enjoyed the old soldier's company, he was...soothing.

“What is this all about?” Lua asked when Felix retreated to the far wall. He couldn't go far, the room was barely large enough to accommodate the two of them.

Felix didn't normally shy from Lua's affections, but kept her wandering hands at bay, and never shed clothing. She’d accepted this part of his personality as well as he’d accepted her lustful nature. Folding thin arms over her chest, Lua waved for his answer. “I've always been too literal, so you’re going to have to tell me—”

Lua’s words cut off when she saw the shame in Felix’s dark eyes. “Alright,” she stated with raised palms and took a step away. Lua would never take what wasn't freely given. “You know that I won’t force you, Felix.”

They looked one another in the eye for a long moment before Lua dropped her hands. “I’ll let myself out. Rest well.”

“Wait.” Felix caught Lua at the door. She waited while he stared at the floor gathering his thoughts. Finally, the man sighed. “I just didn’t want you to see me like this.”

Lua looked over Felix’s bare torso, noting the tracks of raised flesh that vanished into the waistband of his pants. “I don’t—” but then, she did. Lua understood all too well.

“Felix, you were tortured.” Lua took a step closer, relieved when he didn't move away. “It was bound to leave its mark.”

“They don’t exactly fill me with confidence,” the former soldier admitted quietly. “I’m not ready to share them.”

Lua reached for the belt that held her shirt closed. “Whoa.” Felix grabbed her hands. “This really isn’t a bid for a pity lay.”

With a smirk, Lua patted Felix’s cheek. “I would have taken my clothes off for the asking,” she replied in a sultry voice before resuming her task. “Alas, you didn’t ask, so I will show you this, instead."

Felix's breath hissed between clenched teeth when the garment fell away. “What happened?”

“I was a slave,” Lua answered as she traced one of the many, pale lines that marred her flesh. “At the mercy of crueler masters. Now, I am the most powerful Sith in the galaxy." She splayed long fingers over the worst of her scars. "Do you think this troubles me?”

“I’m not Sith,” Felix argued, tearing his gaze from Lua’s exposed flesh. “I’m nothing right now.”

Lua stepped closer and placed her hands on either side of Felix's face. “Right now,” she echoed. “But, tomorrow? Who knows?”

Felix searched her eyes before resting calloused hands on her hips. “I’d really like to kiss you, right now.”

Lua smiled and pressed closer. “I really wish you would.”

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Día 6 - Luna.

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this took longer than I would’ve liked but here it is, my agent relationship chart! :]

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oh yeah i never posted the finished cube here!

Here is my cube of guys that I have drawn for artfight this year! I might do more, I might not do more, but they won't be added

There are 25 separate characters in this cube, and only three are completely my characters! I have characters in two other cubes that I did as attacks for friends.

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distracting your homie with some kisses just long enough for you to steal his last french fry (*ꈍ꒳ꈍ*)