#post-kotfe

Post-KOTET story, spoiler warning.

Romance / fluff, pairing is ArcannxAuthor

Word count : 860

Primary characters are Torian & his Bounty Hunter,Raeyn– major spoilers unless you have played past chapter 14 of KOTFE–as the story begins after that point–but also…is everywhere on the timeline as well through all of the story so will touch on earlier events as well.  =o) 

The story doesn’t replay the scenes we have seen–it fills in the pages in between. 

PLEASE NOTE: Trigger warning–some parts of the story deal with suicidal thoughts and touches on a form of what could trigger “self harm”–just want to make sure anyone who reads knows that the beginning of the story is pretty intense and heavy on angst and suffering.

Prompt request by @jediknightnykara

(( Pairing: Aric Jorgan x Female Trooper Plot: Since Theron returned her ship, the Trooper hasn’t been able to bring herself to board it. Now, with a mission to meet a contact on Zakuul she has no choice. ~ The troopers feelings as she enters the empty vessel with all of her crew members absent. Particularly her feelings on Aric’s absence as she looks in on her old quarters and the armory. ))

( I replied to the request as my own Trooper would but I didn’t actually use her name )

It was cruel. It was too farking cruel. It shouldn’t even be possible, how was it possible that her old starship looked like this, as though she’d just stepped out of it five minutes ago and not the five long years it had in fact been? It all hit her as she walked inside, fists clenching to try and stop her hands from shaking, her breath catching as each sight, each smell and even the sound of the floor beneath her armoured boots was a reminder, a twisting knife that served only to drive home what she had lost. What Arcann had stolen from her. She had to stop for a moment, pressing her warm forehead against the smooth, cold wall of the short corridor she was stood in, trying to steady herself, trying to regain the focus that was all that had driven her forwards since she had found out that she’d lost so much time, that her Squad, her friends were virtually all unaccounted for. They are alive, she told herself, they are all alive, and you just have to find them and you can’t do that if you’re a shaking wreck in this ship, so move it soldier. Self scolding administered she pushed away from where she was leaning. Eyes closed for a moment, a few long inhales and exhales and then she opened her eyes once more, walking in a sort of daze throughout the ship before heading towards the bridge. Steadfastly ignoring the echoes. Gaze straight ahead as her path took her straight past - and here she swallowed thickly - the armoury, and she couldn’t look there. Not yet. Couldn’t see the glaring mistake, the ‘what’s wrong with this picture’ moment that she knew would really shatter her if she let it. No, she wouldn’t look. In the bridge she spent some time checking everything was as it should be, before taking a seat, looking out the viewport at Odessen. A few minutes passed as she sat there. Then a few more. Supposedly someone was meant to be joining her on this little jaunt back to Zakuul, hold her hand and make sure she didn’t get frozen in carbonite again. Or something. But they were late, and it meant she was here twiddling her thumbs, meant she had time to herself and it meant she had time to think. It was something she’d avoided doing overly, and events before arriving on Odessen had left little time to take a breath let alone get lost in thought. So she would have to deal. Face what she’d been avoiding thinking of, face the places she’d avoided going because the memories threatened to overwhelm. Pushing herself out of the chair, she left the bridge again, descending back into the main area of the ship. Not there. Not yet. He’d made it his own, and then when they’d gotten close, there’d been whispered conversations, stolen kisses and more than a few steamy moments that meant that even now the smell of gun grease turned her on just a little bit. It’d even become something of a running joke amongst the rest of the Squad, if she went in the armoury she was helping Aric 'polish his barrel’. Tanno had come up with that she was sure.

Post-KotFE(it’s somewhere after ch 9) reunion fic for my m!Trooper and Elara Dorne. Inspired by her romance letter in KotFE, I gave them a rescue mission reunion, but Tel maybe took things a bit too literally.

Vopenir Aloni, former Emperor’s Wrath, current Outlander, is invited by Giradda the Hutt to be the star player in a huttball match. Hijinks ensue.

What if not only the SW but also Vette would disappear during the KotfE events? Who would look after their three-year old daughter? (Fluff - with a little angst - about Quinn trying to raise a twi'lek girl) Cover art by isriana

Rating: Disgustingly sweet, corny fluff (no warnings here :) )

Audience: General