#thav

Chief Amdrill moseyed and meandered down the cell block in the New Wallachia prison complex, known as The Den, a smug smirk on his face, full on his coworker's son. The smell of blood in prisoner's veins became stronger as he walked by because they knew that all he'd have to do is pick one to feast upon, and their sentence would come to a bloody end. This thought seemed to pre-occupy Amdrill, as he didn't notice the two men in brown trench coats until he'd bumped into them.

"God! Can't sneak up on me like that, gentlemen. What business do you have here in this fine prison? Why are you here? Who invited you in?

The man on the right, sporting a baker's cap, held out a piece of paper. "I'll tell ya who let us in asshole. The United States government." The paper was a warrant from some sort of investigation. "See, the government knows what really goes down in 'The Den'. We know you've been moochin' a bit off the top. Listen, my name's Jake, and the other guy is Danny, and we'd like to talk to you. You know... away from the prisoners. You got an office, Police Chief Warren Amdrill?"

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The three men sat in Amdrill's sad little office, a small blue room with barely enough room for a third person to sit comfortably.

"Listen mister," Jake began, "we-"

Warren pounced over the desk, fangs bared, ready to eat. Amdrill has always been a moderate vampire, simply waiting for his time to strike, sometimes going years without food, but something about the Killer Case, and Killer's taste, set ablaze a new passion within the Police Chief. Perhaps he should be who Nick thought he was.

Jake would have been the vampire's lunch, had it not been for his partner's quick action. With one hand, he shoved Warren's face, throwing off his momentum, leading him to crash into the file cabinet behind them, and with the other, retrieving a stake from his satchel, and driving it deep into the Police Chief's heart. Blood leaked out of every orifiace, and thick black smoke billowed out of his eyes and mouth.

Jake screamed, "Jesus fucking Christ!!! What the fuck did you do to him!!? We were just here to arrest him right?! For embezzling funds from the prison and making up prisoners right???"

Danny screamed back at him, "Get you fucking head in the game Jake!!! Did you join the fucking 'Puppies and Hugs Department'? No you joined the fucking New Wallachia Paranormal Hunters Department!!"

"Jesus fucking Christ he was actually a vampire?"

"Yes, Jake, he was actually a vampire, but now he's dead. C'mon, we gotta write this up now. I can hunt fucking vampires and unicorns all day, but easily the worst part is writing reports."

Everyone who knows me from my swtor days knows that this girl above here is Thav, my Mandalorian main in swtor.

Since my current craze is BG3 and the main character there in a custom playthrough is called Tav, I had to make her in BG3. So here she is:

a couple of new andorian OCs... Ashthroma “Ash” zh’Kiarath and Thavitib “Thav” ch’Varak

Ko-fi commission!  Thav for @lhunuial!

Thank you so much for commissioning me! ^^

SEND ME Ⓐ AND MY MUSE WILL RATE YOURS

Attractiveness:

repulsive || hideous || ugly || not attractive || unappealing || not unattractive || meh || no preference || ok || mildly attractive || nice looking || cute || adorable || attractive || pleasant on the eyes || good looking || hot || sexy || beautiful || gorgeous || hot damn || would tap that || perfect || godlike || holy fuck there are no words

Personality:

grating || irritating || frustrating || boring || confusing at best || awkward || unreasonable || psychotic || disturbing || interesting || engaging || affectionate || aggressive || ambitious || anxious || artistic || bad tempered || bossy || charismatic || appealing || unappealing || creative || courageous || dependable || unreliable || unpredictable || predictable || devious || dim || extroverted || introverted ||  egotistical || gregarious || fabulous || impulsive || intelligent || sympathetic || talkative || up beat || peaceful || calming || badass || flexible

How likely they would have sex with them:

not if they were the last person on earth and the world was ending || fuck no! || never || no way || not likely || not sure || indifferent || I’m asexual || maybe || probably || it depends || fairly likely || likely || yeah sure || yes || would tap that || hell yes || fuck yes! || wishing that could happen right now || as many times as possible || we are already having sex

Level of Friendship:

never in a million years || worst of enemies || enemies || rivals || indifferent || neutral || acquaintance || friendly toward each other || casual friends || friends || good friends || best friends || fuck buddies || bosom buddies || practically the same person || would die for them || true friends || my only friend ||

First impression of them:

I hate them so much || I don’t like them || I don’t trust them || they annoy me || they’re weird || I’m indifferent || meh || they seem alright || they’re growing on me || truce || I think I like them || I like them || I’m not sure if I trust them || I trust them || they’re cool || they’re genuine || I think we’re going to get along || I really like them || I think I’m in love || oh fuck they’re hot || I love them

Current impression of them:

I hate them so much || I don’t like them || I don’t trust them || they annoy me || they’re weird || I’m indifferent || meh || they seem alright || they’re growing on me || truce || I think I like them || I like them || I’m not sure if I trust them || I trust them || they’re cool || they’re genuine || I think we’re going to get along || I really like them || I think I’m in love || oh fuck they’re hot || I love them

How good of a kisser:

Oh man, I think @kaosstar and @lhunuial will have to chime in on this one!

Basically, Zim and Thav are definitely a steady couple, but they have a pretty open relationship, too.  They’ve got old lovers and new ones, but the rule is that both Zim and Thav are involved if anyone joins them for a night (or longer).

Zim was the first to fall for Blakk (and I’m pretty sure it was love at first break, because they officially met when Zim broke Blakk’s arm, hahaha), and Blakk was totally crushing on Zim soon after that.  Zim spoke to Thav about it, and Thav thought Blakk was adorable, and they eventually invited him to join them. 

I’m not sure I’d call them an “official” threesome, because Blakk pops in and out and Zim and Thav are pretty fluid.  But they’re definitely together on some level, and serious about it when they are.  It’s not just a bunch of flings.

PUT A WORD IN MY ASK AND I WILL WRITE A HEADCANON ABOUT IT FOR MY MUSE.

My hand slipped and I ended up using @kaosstar‘s and @lhunuial‘s chars. <_<

Blakk had had a number of epiphanies throughout his life.  Several were unwanted, some were more like gradual realizations than the shock of sudden knowledge and understanding that he would personally define as an epiphany.

He’d known Ziminder and Thav for about a year now, and though he’d known them well, he believed, he still felt … unbalanced, off-kilter around them, as if this were all temporary and he was just a third wheel on some level.  He stood back, held himself back, following a few paces behind, watching as they picked through some fruit on a vendor’s cart, as Zim tried on a number of silly and sophisticated hats at a milliner’s, as Thav teased Zim with colorful, handmade jewelry options (which one did Blakk like, by the way?  He liked the red one, to match Thav’s eyes).  

One day, Zim and Thav would marry and have kids, and Blakk would be sidelined.  Oh, certainly he would still be welcomed as a friend, but their relationship as it stood now would be different.  Not bad, just … something not completely inappropriate for a family.

Of course, Blakk himself had nothing to complain about.  He hadn’t expected or deserved anything in the first place.  He would be happy with whatever they wanted to give.

But part of himself was still horribly … lonely.

So when they gathered upon the footbridge to watch the fireworks that night, Blakk didn’t really think much of it.  Zim pulled out the blanket to wrap around the three of them because he knew Blakk got cold, and it was green because Thav knew that was his favorite color.  They pressed close on either side, sandwiching him in the middle to keep him warm.  Zim pushed steaming mugs of hot chocolate into everyone’s hands, and they waited for the show to begin.

When exploding stars lit the sky and rained glittering fire into the night, there was a round of warm, passionate kisses for all three.  It was beautiful and romantic, and Blakk treasured it, just like many of the moments they’d shared together.

Leaning against the railing, Blakk glanced down into the water, their dark reflections sporadically lit by the display.  Zim and Thav nestled in close, their arms around him and each other.

“Can you imagine what today would have been like with kids?” Blakk heard Zim murmur to Thav over his head.  He recalled the multiple families they’d seen with loud, rambunctious younglings running around and providing memorable holopics of the local festival.

“... Yes,” Thav replied.  “But, honestly?  I like this better.”

The next firework burned brilliantly, and Blakk saw the three of them illuminated in the water, not as a couple and one extra, but as a single unit.  All three, together.

His mind reeled.

… Oh.

"You forgot Chiss, sweetheart."