A way overdue commission for the absolutely brilliant @revanchxst who has been extraordinarily patient with me as I worked on this and has been an absolute pleasure to work with.
Thank you so much for commissioning me and giving me the opportunity to go Full Drama on the lighting with these lovelies. It's super fun to just go absolutely nuts sometimes jfdklsa, and I got to do that here.
hehehehehe ty ty ty @revanchxst also i'm 86ing the one sentence thing too because we CAN.
so basically (*ahem... clearing my throat and setting the stage because that's so totally what you asked for*) on thursday i was trapped in a work meeting that i absolutely did not need to be in but i also couldn't have my laptop out and THEN i realized i didn't even have a PEN but i FOUND a pen and wrote 500 words of fanfic in my notebook like i was 7 years old again and tbh? kinda freeing!
anyway this will be... sometime in the future after this but i 1. didn't think i'd follow up on it at all and 2. i'm not sure what order i want everything to come in so 3. it still has a ways to go but this is what i've been working on most recently. i put the rest under a read more just bc i went a little overboard.
“You are the incarnation of my son’s utter failure.” Alara grimaced and clapped her hands over her ears as Valkorion’s voice thundered through the mindscape, causing the scenery around her to shift again. As her surroundings crystallized, she found herself standing next to the man on a balcony overlooking an ornate foyer she recognized as the entrance to the family’s palace on Zakuul.
“Notice how he’s always a step behind his brother. Too slow. Senya always worried that his impulsivity was dangerous, but I knew better. He hesitates, and in doing so, he hands control to an enemy already poised to strike.”
Valkorion turned to face Alara, studying her with a cool disinterest that made her skin crawl. “I saw when the children were young that Thexan was the only one fit to challenge me. So,” he added with a shrug, “I ensured his destruction, and, in doing so, left Arcann primed for my control. But he and his sister were both far too volatile to assume the mantle I had prepared for them. I had to find another—and I found you. Unfortunately, you were as determined as the others to resist my power.”
“A mistake you won’t be able to repeat,” Alara growled.
“Arcann,” she screamed, the raw cry bouncing off vaulted ceilings overhead. “I know where you are. Either you let me in, or I’ll get there myself.”
The memory froze around them again, but instead of shifting to a new one, it seemed stuck. The walls around her flickered, jittering in place like a glitched-out datapad display, but the scene refused to change.
Valkorion chuckled. “He’s conflicted. He wants to show you—to bare his weakness before you. But he resists. He still sees himself as a monster, and despite your malignant optimism, he knows that you do too..."
(oh hey so can you tell i wrote the first entry in this series before i played the trooper storyline and i was just like "fuck i need a name for this player character what sounds good what sounds good ooh alara is a pretty name sure why not lfg" 😐)
swtor gang?? :eyes: ye my consular is a shadow and my inquisitor is an assassin, it's one of my fav classes to play. may or may not have pictures of all eight of my "canon" characters lol (and also a whole ass story for them all)
uh yeah I think we should make a swtor gang at this point so we can wreak havoc across the galaxy 🤙
I’m not forcing you or anything, but I would be SO HAPPY to see what your shadow and assassin look like 🤩
if you want an extremely painful mandalorian wars Revan song, look up "oblivion" by the aviators. i've been using it for the title/chapter titles for my mando wars fic and it works painfully, painfully well
Thanks! I hate it! 500/10 shattered kyber crystal hearts!
