#phaedra lex

Sometimes love is a large, imposing Sith who fears fire but will walk through an entire burning building to save his lover who is also Sith and equally imposing.   

@perrylovecraft made this badass and awesome commission of Hyal, my Sith Pureblood Sith Warrior and @aroalexmason’s Phaedra, who is the Chiss Sith Warrior that is currently in Hyal’s arms, ready to Force Push a bitch. I love how the rings of fire look in this artwork and emits such a parlous vibe overall. Also, the details in both Hyal’s and Phaedra’s clothing are so precise and superbly embellished--the texture of his armor or Phaedra’s fur collar is colored and shaded quite deftly. And the shading in this really enhances all these layers of hues, from the background to the outfits to the hair and skin tone. I love every single inch of this commission. Thank you so much for bring it to life, @perrylovecraft! <3 <3 <3 :D

So here is my other ockiss19 request for OC Kiss Week! This story goes back to my grumpy Sith Pureblood Hyal Tyuuk and @highjustices's awesome and compelling Chiss Phaedra Lex! I’m sucker for character torture so enjoy reading about Hyal going through one of his personal nightmares! Because he loves his Sith gal THAT much and even more so. ;)

Hyal both loathed and feared fire with every fiber of this being. Even the heat of the flames sent him back to the traumatic, heinous memory where one of his half cousins, eager to please Hyal’s half siblings, nearly scorched off half his visage with her special brand of pyrokinesis, while she cackled through his screams. Her two brothers had held him down so he couldn’t fight back with his fists.

Yet there was only one reason, one person he’d brave all the fires of Hell and face the demons in his head even if it meant he’d be drinking an entire flagon of Vassarian Brandy to steady his nerves and make the flames a distant, hazy recollection. Phaedra was worth the struggled and as long as she got out of the base in one piece, he will storm through ring of fire.

“...Hyal? ...still there?” crackled the aforementioned Chiss’s voice through their comm piece. Static pervaded through their connection most of the time thanks to the now crumbling ruin of the defective base but every now and then, Hyal would discover a strong signal and connect to Phaedra again. However, detecting her current location was easier with the Force. That is, when his trepidation over the fire and urge to dodge from any signs of conflagration didn’t distract him, however brief.

“I’m still here, Phaedra. I’m nearing your location. How are you holding up?” The Sith Pureblood idly flicked his wrist and several chunks of debris instantly floated upward and were tossed aside like crumpled paper balls.

“Could be better. The smoke… getting hotter… the stupid door… I’m going to try---” Their connection was cut off again and only silence remained.

“SHIT!” he roared, his rage strengthening the volume in his force as well as the Force bursting from his fingertips, hurtling broken crates, barricades, metal support beams, and other charred, large objects across the vast chamber and striking the opposite walls. When he found the pansy Sith Lord who lured Phaedra with a promise of information against her foes and trapped her in the meeting room to roast her alive, he’ll rend that spine off his back with or without the Force. Due to his weaselly actions, the sorry excuse of a Sith had no use for it.

Their comm link reaching nothing but static at the moment, Hyal charged through, gritting his teeth as fiery fingers danced around his feet and cloak, taunting him with their destructible power while the blazing heat stroked his flesh like the curious hands of a lover. He would not let the fire consume Phaedra the way it did to him. All his skin could melt off if it ensured his love’s survival. He would be nothing more than a wrathful, wandering beast if he was deprived of her and the Empire would be poorer without her leading the charge against the Republic or anyone who dare to stand in their way.

3) Who is more into taking showers/baths together? Who tries to make it relaxing and who tries to make it sexy time? 

I think both of them probably never would think to shower or bathe together unless someone brought it up and they go, “Might as well try this up and see if this is a ‘couple thing’ we can do together.” And I think both Hyal and Phaedra aim to make it a relaxing experience. Hyal tried to do something different and make shower time sexy but nearly slipped and went, “Nope, not going to do that again. What the hell I was thinking?” Still, Phaedra thought it was nice of him to try and kiss his cheek.   

9) Who wakes the other up in the middle of the night to tell them a cool dream they had? Who has the most nightmares, and who sings them back to sleep after? 

For the first one, I can’t see either one of them doing that. Hyal never has any “cool” dreams. But  for the second question, I think they both have an equal amount of nightmares so they have a good idea how to calm down each other and get them back to sleep. Hyal definitely would sing to Phaedra a song in the Sith Language. 

23) Who thinks they are not good enough for the others love? and who’s more afraid of loosing the other? Who thinks they keep messing up, only for the other to tell them they don’t need to worry? 

Hahaha, all of this is so them! They both struggle with the notion they’re not good enough for their partners (Hyal sometimes has trouble getting passed how hideously burned and scarred he looks) and given to their profession and tendency to make enemies, Phaedra and Hyal do worry about a rival Sith trying to weaken or strike fear into their hearts by targeting their lover. and that is one way ticket to provoke them into unleashing utter chaos! 

They both have to tell each other to stop worry and even if they do mess up, it’s going to be okay because no one is going to leave the other over something small. They’re kindred spirits and both understand how difficult it is to trust and finally open to someone without worrying about being taken advantage of.

24) Who starts random slow dancing with the other in the kitchen? Who holds the other just above the ground and kisses them? 

You know, I can see Phaedra maybe starting the slow dancing after drinking a few glasses of alcohol and hearing that one song she really likes and can’t resist to dance to. And then ropes Hyal into dancing with her because even though he has two left feet, he can’t say no and enjoys the feel of Phaedra in his arms. 

This prompt has Hyal’s and Phaedra’s name all over it so I went with them. Thank you for the ask! Enjoy! :D

From Korriban to Dromund Kaas, Hyal experienced one extreme weather condition to another and he frankly could not decide which planet was more preferable to him right now. Not that it mattered anyway, since Phaedra needed him. She didn’t ask for him or say she required his support or advice but he could tell right away when she returned from the ruins without her master that something drastic betided, regardless if she schooled a neutral expression on her form, azure features. It was her starting but striking scarlet eyes that belied the inner turmoil stirring within her.. Whatever transpired in those ruins, he didn’t care. All he knew and cared about was he had to be there for her, his only friend.

Instead of returning to her quarters, the Chiss Sith retreated to a nearby cantina but when he finally found her, she was barely drinking. Her table was off to the side, in the corner, and away from the flickering, neon illumination of the club. From her crouched, wary stance and where she was seated,realization dawned on the Sith Pureblood immediately: she was hiding and concerned for her life. He didn’t like what her situation was silently conveying to him.

“Hyal, what are you doing here?” Phaedra called out as soon as she noticed him. She kept her voice low and unassuming, making sure to not draw too much attention as he walked over to her table. The said Sith was consciously aware of his tall, muscled, and towering form as he took a chair next to her, knowing full well his presence already caused a few heads to turn in their general direction. He didn’t want to obscure her view of the cantina in case someone was hunting her down and this position also allowed him to quickly defend her side in case someone was able to get in close to strike at her. With all the Sith in-fighting, one would think he’d be use to all the violence and scheming and he was, to a certain degree, yet not if Phaedra was the target. He’d massacre all her enemies if it meant none of them would be able to lift a finger against her. 

Starting off with Day 1 of my OC Kiss Week, we have my OC Hyal Tyuuk and @queenzabrak‘s Phaedra Lex. The theme for this day is “stolen (kisses)”. 

I hope I portrayed Phaedra accurately, Chorus!

Besides being the planet where the Sith Academy offered its tutelage and rigorous training to budding new acolytes, Korriban was also famously known for its deadly heat waves and unforgiving sun. At least humidity wasn’t an issue, which Hyal was greatful for. He could deal with a little heat, the sun never bothered him much. However, the Sith Pureblood couldn’t say the same for his Chiss friend Phaedra, who was busy hiding in the shade granted by the ruins to cool off. A curtain of sweat pooled around her hairline and cheeks, the clothing parts of her armor clinging to her curvy form. Today was one of the worst days any acolyte or Sith-in-training could be given a task to complete, the temperature was beyond scorching and sun seemed to be resolved to boil everyone alive. Already two acolytes died from dehydration, which was why both he and Phaedra carried extra water casks with them. 

“You should drink more water, Phaedra,” he told her as he ambled back to her shady area, grimacing slightly. She looked even worse up close. He felt her forehead. She was warm but no signs of a fever. Thank the Force for small favors. “The last thing we did is you passing out here.”

“I won’t pass out,” she insisted vehemently, taking another eager swing for her water jug. “I’m stronger than that. I believe Harkun sent me on a fool’s errand in hopes my Chiss heritage’s disinclination to the sweltering heat will be my undoing.” 

Hyal shook his head, wondering if he could make that overseer have an “accident” without anyone noticing and be able to get away with it. Right now, probably not. “That fool still hasn’t stopped trying to get you killed?”

“No, and one day, he will regret it.”

Phaedra Lex | Darth Nox

“Once you learned there is no return to lies Haven’t cried as we left the earth to die Homesick for a memory in silencing eternally.” -Stardust by Delain