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2 years ago
Coming To Terms - Chapter 1

Coming to Terms - Chapter 1

Fandom: Star Wars KOTOR

Characters: Female Revan/Carth Onasi, Female Revan & Bastila Shan

Rating: T

Summary: With the Star Forge destroyed, the crew of the Ebon Hawk are hailed as the saviours of the Republic. As the sudden scrutiny threatens to bring dangerous truths of the mission to light, they must confront the past and the future.

The Republic’s losses had been harsh in the battle, but they were still standing. Rank had its perks, and Carth had never been more grateful for it as he weaselled into the Ast Yanthar’s medbay. Deep into second shift, the bay was relatively quiet, and he made his way along the familiar route he’d traced for the past two days. Through the general ward to the array of kolto tanks, third on the left. As he approached, he discovered a slender silhouette in front of Velire’s tank.

Bastila. A jolt of surprise ran through him. He hadn’t seen her since she’d surrendered herself to Master Vandar, and even now she looked like she’d toured all nine hells. The pale blue glow of the tanks stripped any returning colour from her face, emphasising the rings under her eyes. Her right arm was still in a sling, her hair loose around her shoulders.

It was hard to reconcile with either the prim and proper Jedi or the Sith apprentice he’d glimpsed on the Star Forge. But all he could see was the casualty lists he’d been staring at for the past few days—two thousand three hundred personnel and counting. Three dreadnoughts, eighteen cruisers and hundreds of fighters.

Somehow she was so caught up in monitoring Velire that she didn’t notice Carth until he was almost beside her.

Bastila startled. Her eyes, wide and white-ringed, fixed on him as if he were a nexu that had sprung out of the bushes. “Carth! I didn’t…”

“It’s all right. We’re all tired.” It wasn’t all right at all, but she didn’t disagree. After almost eight months of living with Jedi, he knew he shouldn’t have been able to take her by surprise. “I just wanted to check on Lire.”

There was no change from any of the other times he’d visited. Velire floated in the tank, sedated, her willowy limbs half-curled around her. The thin medical jumpsuit she wore barely covered the necessities and certainly didn’t cover any of the damage, while a breather mask obscured most of her face.

The sight never failed to make his bruised heart squeeze. He whispered, “Hey, beautiful.”

[Read on AO3]


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1 year ago
I Like The Genre Of Animal Photos Where You Can Tell They Just Dipped Their Face Into A Carcass And They

i like the genre of animal photos where you can tell they just dipped their face into a carcass and they dont even care (artistic interpretation)


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3 years ago

A SEQUEL!!!???

A SEQUEL!!!???

Big Sonic Fanfic Announcement!!!

@samthefrank and I have been sitting on this for a while, but we couldn't wait anymore!

Our fic Making Space is nearly done with just a few more chapters left to go. But that doesn't mean the story's over! Instead, we will be continuing into a sequel!!!

What will this sequel be about, you may ask? Good question!

Many of you have been guessing and hoping for a Knuckles-Centric story, and those who did were right on the money.

Plenty of angst and found family feels ahead, you guys.

For a peek at what's in store, check out a snippet below!

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“So,” Tom began, “we wanted to talk to all of you about some things that are going to be happening around here.” He focused on Tails when he said, “do you remember when we ran into Judge Ramirez, about a month ago?” 

The fox kit nodded. “Sure, she was real nice. Intense, but nice.” He laughed lightly, then his eyes widened. “How come you’re- she was talking about a-a-what was the word?” He looked at Sonic.

The hedgehog smiled. “Adoption.”

“That’s the one! It means being officially part of the family, right?”

Knuckles looked up from gnawing on his crust. “We are a part of the family.”

“You are,” Maddie said, reaching out to squeeze his shoulder. “But, if we can, we’d like to make it so the whole world knows it.”

“If you can?” Tails echoed, ears dropping.

“Yeah, that’s what we wanted to talk about.” Tom slid down a step so he was at eye-level with the boy. “Because we’ve started the process, but it’s not a guaranteed thing.”

“But you did it once already! With Sonic.”

“And when we were at this stage with Sonic, we kept it a secret.” Tom stretched one leg out down the steps. “We didn’t want to get his hopes up, in case things didn’t go our way.”

“So why-?”

“Because Sonic got the mail today,” Maddie said, plucking wet wipes from a plastic pack and coming closer to start wiping down fingers and faces. “And he’s not the best at keeping secrets.”

“Hey! I could’ve been a secret agent in another life I’ll have you know,” Sonic insisted.

“Sure you could, baby.” 

“But then you just told us,” Tails said. 

“Oh. Forget I said that.”

“Ha!” Knuckles crowed. “You are a feeble secret keeper! Right Mother?” He looked up at Maddie, who was watching him almost sadly. “Mother?”

“It’s probably better this way,” Tom said, quickly. “Because things are a little more… sticky than they were with Sonic.”

The hedgehog’s ears pricked up. “What? Why?”

“Because the government that gets to make the final call is the same government that G.U.N. is a branch of,” Tom answered. “And they're chomping at the bit for a P.R. win.”

Sonic frowned. “After all that bullsh-” Maddie gave him a look and he corrected, “baloney they pulled back in Hawaii, you’d think this would be a golden opportunity for them! Make right with the kids they tased, right?”

“And you’re right, baby,” Maddie said, reaching out to brush his face where, just a few weeks ago, she could still feel the scabs from where the tasers had reached below fur onto skin. “You’re right. They can’t touch us over the kids they attacked. But… but that’s where we’re having a problem.”

“What! They- they want to taze us again just so the whole thing’s easier?” Sonic’s eyes slotted. “I don’t care what they’ll do, Mom. If they come near us again-”

“No, sweetheart, that’s not it. It’s-”

“It is me.”

The four others on the steps turned towards Knuckles, who was looking off towards nothing in particular, expression empty. “That is the problem.”


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