#yracundia

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Yracundia Kallig. Darth Nox. Born Slave. Council Member.

I’m having fun practicing a sort of painterly kind of… thing… on my ipad and it’s pretty good for monochrome stuff.

Unhappy with her nose but then it was too late. Outside of a few touch ups here and there with white (mostly for highlights) this was all done with a low opacity brush and building up the colour for places that are darker in colour or more shaded :)

The face ridges of the pure bloods is still a PITA.

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Yra Recovers Her Dark Council Seat (Star Wars: The Old Republic)

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Doodled my favourite babies, Yra and Andronikos, with their baby, Andyra. She is so smol.

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Yra: It’s already clear that you stand apart from the greatest and wisest rulers in the galaxy. A truly special king.

Andronikos in the background, probably fighting to not just fall over and die laughing, especially once King Petryph takes it entirely at face value.

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So one of the things i like to do for fun is go through huate couture collections and saving the ones I like for future reference.

I have so many folders that have not been touched since making them because I’m useless.

Recently I came across one from Rayane Bacha this is just:

This is perfect for  Yra in every way like I immediately thought of her for this one. It’s simple but so stylish and regal and aaaaaa!!!!

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We were discussing if Halloween existed in Star Wars and how it might work. And then as per usual I ruined everything and killed @sith-shenanigans. Everyone press F in the replies.

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Drawing a Prologue Yra. It's in my sketchbook, and anime is not allowed because you "should have your own style" (but literally any other cartoon is fine, including Disney, okay...) so I did my best to Not Anime(tm) and failed.

I continue to fail at drawing purebloods, also.

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Mild Concerns

(Moderately spicy; discussion of sex acts but the two nerds are just talking).

           The bed, Yra was starting to find, was not conducive to a researching environment. It wasn’t even as comfortable as you would think it would be; she had better back support at her desk. Mostly, however, it was the linger idea of “sleep” that it slipped into her subconscious, making her eyes feel heavy and harder to concentrate.

           She yawned, jaw popping, and Andronikos (the entire reason she was in the bed, instead of at her desk) glanced over, and a strange sort of grimace crossed his face, and then was gone.

           “What?” She asked, frowning.

           “It’s nothin’,” he said, a little too quickly for her liking.

           “Andronikos.”

           “Seriously, Yra, it’s nothin’, just one of those passin’ thoughts that don’t mean nothin’,” he said.

           “Well, if it “don’t mean nothin’” then it’s not a problem to tell me what it was then, is it?” She said, eyes narrowing.

           He held her gaze for a moment, then sighed, looking at the ceiling. “Just, y’know, sometimes, when I’m rubbin’ one out,” he said, ignoring her muttered “classy”, “I think of you goin’ down on me, nevermind how unlikely that probably is cuz you think my dick looks weird.”

           “All penises look weird, Andronikos,” Yra said blandly. “Yours is just… not what I’m used to.”

           “Yeah cuz in the Republic they don’t cut off parts of their dicks!”

           “And this doesn’t explain that weird look you just gave me.”

           “Yeah I was gettin’ to that,” he grumbled. “It’s a hot fantasy, sure, but then you go and yawn sometimes and I see all those sharp teeth y’got on account of you bein’ Sith and suddenly it doesn’t seem so bad that I probably won’t ever get a blow job from you.”

           Yra stared at him for a solid ten seconds before her composure collapsed and she fell back into the pillows, laughing hard enough to make her stomach hurt.

           “Well at least one of us thinks it’s funny,” he muttered. “And it’s not an unreasonable concern, y’know. Y’like to bite.”

           “I like to bite your neck,” she managed to get out between bouts of giggling. “Do you really think I would bite your penis?!”

           “More I’m worried of you like, nicking it…”

           Yra collapsed into another bout of uncontrollable laughter, barely managing to choke in a breath while Andronikos grumbled complaints about his concerns not being taken seriously.

           It took a minute before she was able to compose herself, although bubbles of laughter continued to come up. “It’s only a few teeth that are sharp, you know,” she giggled, looking up at him. “And it’s not like I haven’t… you know…”

           “Sucked on a dick,” he finished for her, blunt as always.

           “And I managed to not…” She snickered. “To not “nick” them in the process.”

           “I’m not gonna hear the end of this, am I?” He sighed.

           “Mmm, I’ll probably bring it up sometimes,” she giggled. “It’s funny!”

           His mouth twitched. “Well, maybe a little.”

           Yra sidled over to him, resting her head on his lap, having given up on getting any work done. “It’s very funny.”

           “Aw, come on, that’s mean, puttin’ your head there with the recent conversation,” he jokingly protested. “Gonna get a fella all hot’n’bothered.”

           “Poor baby.”

           “I’m not hearin’ a whole lot of sympathy.”

           “It’s not like fellatio is entirely off the table,” she reminded him. “The mood would just have to strike me.”

           “Not to be a dick about it, but you don’t gotta lot of “moods”.”

           “Not for myself,” she murmured, “but I like pleasing you.”

           “Don’t seem right, me gettin’ all the fun in the bedroom… and elsewhere… and you not gettin’ much of anything.”

           “I find it plenty fun to watch you react to my touch,” she purred. “I like the way your expressions change, the sounds you make, all the little involuntary twitches caused by me. It’s an empowering feeling, being the cause of all that.”

           “Hmm.”

           “Besides, when the mood strikes me, you more than make up for it,” she reassured him.

           He grinned. “Yeah, I’m pretty good in bed.”

           “I told you not to get a big head about it, pirate.”

           “And I told you it was too late for that,” he reminded her.