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aurriearts · 2 months
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ockiss24 - RYROH!! @hyrohkaah :3
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disaster-bi-shan · 1 year
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fkskfjsjfb good enough time to say as any that ry has chronic pain and in fact a really unhealthy relationship to pain in general
literally the immortal jugg mechanics are 'endure pain', which gives you temp health and 'enraged defense' which triggers when you're below a health threshold and get hit by something so it's not a huge stretch to say game mechanics support this hc anyway
Also draahg with his whole pain deal, so it's definitely a recurring theme using/forcing yourself to push through pain in order to keep going, fun stuff! /sarcasm
oh sith you are so fun to find new cronchy material to explore.
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transcendencism · 3 years
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8 or 59 with hyroh and his partner(s) of choice 😳💖
59. a height difference
“You got tall.”
Hyroh twitches, just slightly. He leans back from the speeder he’d been working on--the one he’d crashed into a tree when he and Theron were leaving the Nova Blades’ hideout--and sets his tools gingerly on the table beside him.
He turns around casually and leans back in his chair, props his elbow up on the arm. Rylthos is out of his armor but still hidden under layers. If Hyroh were braver, if the tension wasn’t already taut like wire, he might comment that Rishi’s far too warm for all those clothes.
From here, with Hyroh seated and Rylthos standing in front of him, looking out of place in their shoddy hold-out, Rylthos is the taller one, like when they were young. Last they saw each other (before Ilum, anyway), when they were still only growing into themselves, Rylthos was the taller of them. Something about Hyroh’s diet, or how sick he used to get.
After Rylthos disappeared, Hyroh had a long time to catch up.
That thought hurts; it pierces something deep in his chest that he has to cover up his pained wince with a chuckle. “You certainly didn’t.”
Hyroh nearly hits himself when an offended look crosses Rylthos’ face, and he prepares for the arguing to start again, because Hyroh’s always had more than enough pride for the both of them, and they’ve got so much more anger than they used to.
Instead, Rylthos lightly whacks his shoulder as if they're friends, as if that’s normal for them (it hasn’t been normal in years). Hyroh fumbles for a response, and in that time, Rylthos pushes his tools aside to sit on the table. Hyroh might’ve said that was a little rude, but he deserves the payback for his comment.
After a few long moments of silence, Hyroh turns back around to the speeder. Wordlessly, Rylthos passes the tools to him.
It’s ... weird. Very weird. Usually they’re fighting at this point, but they aren’t. It’s nice, in a weird way.
Then Rylthos says, quietly, with a heavy note of bitterness, “I’m sorry about Ilum.”
Hyroh hates that planet. Hates hearing the name, because every time he does, he’s back in the snow, barely conscious, blood streaming out of his nose, back burning from the sharp line Rylthos’ lightsaber carved into it.
Hyroh swallows around the lump in his throat and busies his hands with the guts of the speeder. He shrugs. “It healed.”
He risks a glance at Rylthos, and regrets it just as quickly. He looks ... Hyroh doesn’t have the words for the expression on his face. Angry, but not at him. Grieving. Bitter. Always, always bitter. There’s so much resentment between them, as much as they’re both only victims of circumstance.
“You know that’s not what I mean.”
“Do I?”
They stare at each other, the distance between Hyroh’s chair and the table Rylthos is sitting on suddenly growing miles and miles apart.
But Rylthos doesn’t say anything more, so Hyroh grits his teeth and returns his attention to the speeder.
“... Does it still hurt?”
Hyroh doesn’t sleep on his back anymore; it doesn’t hurt, it’d healed fine, but there’s a phantom burn when he presses in too hard, like being struck by his ‘saber again and again.
“No. Not anymore.”
Rylthos nods slowly, as if that makes it better, as if it makes any of this better. Another moment passes before he pushes himself off the table, and grief swells up in Hyroh’s throat as he leaves.
“Ry,” comes out before he can think better of it, the name rolling off his tongue like instinct. Rylthos turns back around, stunned still.
“I..,” Hyroh blinks hard as his voice breaks, “I’m sorry. About everything.”
It doesn’t help, Hyroh knows it doesn’t. Still, Ry’s lips twitch into a poor attempt at a smile.
(as always, ry belongs to @disaster-bi-shan)
[intimacy prompts]
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oolathurman · 7 years
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i finally found a way to jump into the spacer’s kolto tank! thanks @aurrieccentric for the help and getting the screenshot!!!
second one is of rylthos in the kolto tank!
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aurriearts · 1 year
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Shrug off the pain. They’ll have to hurt you more. // Cool for: Unstoppable Fighters, Guys who don’t die, Masochists
(2/?) of my ocs as disco skill portraits: ry as pain threshold.
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aurriearts · 10 months
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scene redraw from nimona cos they were so ryroh coded oh my god. anyway reunion after ilum on manaan!
(@hyrohkaah)
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aurriearts · 1 year
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There’s nothing he can do except claw pathetically against his grip. … He feebly pounds his fist against Rai’s chest, not so much to hurt or push away, but to plead.
illustrations from the ilum fic i cowrote with @hyrohkaah to celebrate posting a second chapter :D
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aurriearts · 2 years
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breaking in new tablet with my sith
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disaster-bi-shan · 1 year
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quick note for my own reference and anyone else is interested, for which of my ocs I'm planning to draw as disco skills next, though I tend to mix in other skill styles which would feature in their builds.
penndi: drama (although it was a big toss up between that and suggestion), with high rhetoric, inland empire, middle savoir faire + authority. INT/Purple mix
pannatt: volition(?) or maybe a phys skill, I'm still thinking on it. she'd also have high interfacing. purple/PHYS/MOT
(sil: aside from empathy, they have high encyclopedia, logic, suggestion, conceptualization and rhetoric etc. so INT with a bit of additional purple from volition and a little bit of authority. I'd think in this instance all force users would have at least a higher baseline level of endurance, volition, perception, shivers and pain threshold; empathy might vary between different force users, as that tends to be variable across real life people Anyway)
ry: pain threshold, HEAVY as shit PHYS build, incl. half light, with a little bit of rhetoric, empathy, drama, and suggestion.
ralith: logic? INT build, some MOT mixed in
brenki: shivers (toyed with electrochemistry as she's an adrenaline junkie but thought since she's mildly force sensitive and streetwise shivers fit better + savoir faire and hand-eye coord), phys/mot build
hypothetical c9/IA: suggestion (as seen with penndi, I struggled to allocate the more appropriate skill. obv high drama, volition and pain threshold, plus perception, interfacing, hand/eye coordination, and savoir faire so INT/MOT weighted)
keidara: authority or esprit de corps (self explanatory, purple/phys)
mezkai: savoir faire (MOT: hand eye coord, interfacing, perception, + a bit of purple thru inland empire, INT from drama, conceptualization, suggestion, and a dash of PHYS for electrochemistry)
tathrik: electrochemistry (lmao. additional drama, savoir faire, hand eye coordination etc.)
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disaster-bi-shan · 2 years
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adventures in achievement hunting
pro tip: don't try soloing the heroic 4 seeker droid mission lol
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disaster-bi-shan · 2 years
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bastard man + theron talking :3 thanks for throwing the theronmancers a bone, appreciate it
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disaster-bi-shan · 2 years
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it’s a redux of the quesh fic! spent the last few days polishing up a lot of things I wasn’t happy with, since I’ve gotten better at writing since I wrote this back in 2020 :3 come re-read it, I’ve added new stuff! :D
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disaster-bi-shan · 1 year
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alright
feel free to reblog for a bigger sample size if you'd like :p
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aurriearts · 2 years
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alright i am not immune to cool action shots and sith catboy
edited to include image description from @/swtor-described
[Image Description: Two photos of the same drawing, with the first being zoomed in on the subject’s face, and the other being zoomed out to show their body up from the waist. The subject is a Cathar Sith Warrior. He grimaces with bared teeth and reaches out one arm with the Force slightly off from towards the camera. His glove is claw-tipped and glowing orange, lit by dark-side energy. His eyes are blazing. He has auburn hair that falls to shoulder length tied back into a low ponytail, and there is a small tuft of facial hair on this chin. End Image Description]
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