#tracinyad

[pirunika]

after half a decade.....im realising...... The mandalorian folk band i had made should actually be called Tracynade Fire Children OR more like.... Ade be Tracyn

[galadrielkenobi]

🍒 :o

here you go! :3c

send me a 🍒 and i’ll make an icon for you based off your blog using picrew!

[vierabathwater]

🌺 ;'D

I’m so proud of how much you’ve grown with your art and your writing.  It’s always a delight to see your stuff on my dash!

[bishop-legacy]

Kahnee misses her friendo @tracinyad Its lonely running through Makeb alone. XD

[uss-command]

When you should be asleep for work but instead you unfollow and follow someone and then write this to see what happens

[nusaran]

Can’t sleep without something special ? c:

Edenye actually! In the early months of her being admitted to the Sith academy, a slave made a tooka doll for her which helps her sleep without too many visions disturbing it. For a motherless slave acolyte it was the most kindness someone did in that place for her. 

Later down the line that something turns into a someone ;)

[starrypawz]

tracinyad replied to your post: Also I’m sorry to be venting a bit again. And I’m...

oh i rlly relate to this feeling..can be very..frustrating when u post sth and it gets like..no reaction and u end up feeling ignored?? idk im probably giving too much thought to this hellsite lol

Same

Doesn’t help this is like one of the only social media sites I’ve ever felt I’ve had much of a foothold in and then like the only one where I don’t have irl people following me 

Like younger me used to be on deviantart and that was even more of a THROW STUFF INTO THE VOID site for me 

[kunoichi-ume]

T ^^

Send me character(s) and a letter and I’ll write you a minific!

T. An obscure AU.

Thanks for asking! I’m not entirely sure how I feel about this one, but it’s one of my favorite troubles that is grossly underused in SWTOR fics (actually AUs in general aren’t really prevalent here the way they are in other fandoms I write for - it’s odd). So here, a quickly written soulmate au about Torian and Noara meeting on Taris instead of Darvannis (which is an actual AU I intend to write, but maybe not with the soulmate stuff going on).

Soul Mate Au: First wordsyour soulmate will say to you are tattooed on your arm

Torian noticedher the moment she entered the bunker, she wasn’t exactly being quiet afterall, chatting with the astromech that was rolling along beside her. He kneweventually someone would come, they weren’t a formal military but even theMandalorians took an issue with people going AWOL. He’d be surprised they sentan aruetii after him, judging by the lightsaber hilts on her hips she was definitelynot vod, but then most Mandolorians would use the same word to describe him.

That was whyhe had to do this, it was the only way to be seen as one of them. To stop the accusationsthat he was every bit the traitor his father was. He didn’t know who she was,but he couldn’t afford to let her stop him.

Carefully hefollowed her though the bunker until he had a perfect opportunity to get thedrop on her. He stepped out of the shadows quickly, leveling a blaster at theback of her head.

“I assumeyou are here for me,” he said, finger on the trigger but wanting to confirm hisassumption before pulling it. Ask questions first, you could always kill anenemy later.

He heard hersharp intake of breath, but if her reaction was one of fear it didn’t show inher body language.

“You thesniper killing the Republic troops outside?”

Torian’s bloodran cold. No, he thought, this can’t be happening. Not now.

“No,” heresponded when he realized he was just gaping at the back of her head. “The manI’m hunting is.”

She turnedaround slowly, giving him his first good look at her face. “then I am not herefor you, at least I wasn’t.”

He loweredhis blaster and looked away from her, he couldn’t meet her gaze while hedebating over asking or just leaving. Would he regret asking?

Would heregret it more if he didn’t?

While he wasdebating she was already pulling off her left glove and bracer, letting the lightarmor piece fall to the floor with a clang. She didn’t show him the inside ofher arm, the spot most people kept covered until a moment like this, andinstead pressed it against her chest. He watched her fingers play nervouslywith the edge of her tunic.

She clearedher throat, drawing his attention from her arm to her face and she lookedpointedly at his arm.

I guess weare going this, he thought. He had a feeling he knew where this would go, heractions all but confirmed it, but he needed to see with his own eyes. He pulledoff his own glove and bracer, letting them join hers on the floor. Normally hewouldn’t drop his armor so carelessly but now that he didn’t have to make thedecision he was anxious to know for sure.

When his armwas bare he looked back up to find her gaze fixed on his arm.

She took adeep breath and smiled hesitantly at him, “on three?”

“On three,”he agreed.

“One,” shesaid, stepping a bit closer to him.

He mirroredher movement, “two.”

“Three,”they both said in unison as they held their left arms out for the other to see.

Torian heardher gasp and felt her grab his wrist with her other hand, but his attention wasfully focused on the inside of her left arm. In thick blue script, written inhis handwriting, were the first words he had said to her.

He alreadyknew her’s were written on his arm in a shade of purple that matched her facepaint. Her gloved hand traced carefully over the letters and he looked up tosee the expression of amazement on her face.

“I didn’tthink it would look so much like I wrote it,” she said, her voice soft like shewas thinking aloud more than speaking to him directly. She looked up at him,her pale blue eyes searching his face before she spoke again.

“What’s yourname?”

He almostwanted to laugh, they had spent their entire lives with the other’s words imprintedon their skin – a sign that they belonged together – and she still had to askhis name.

“Torian Cadera.”

She smiledat him, repeating his name softly before looking him over. “You are aMandalorian, aren’t you?” He nodded, and she frowned, “that’s interesting. Huh.”

“What?” Heasked, “who are you?”

“My name isNoara. I’m a Jedi Knight.”

His soulmatewas a Jedi.

Well thatwas just typical.

[pirunika]

kinda wanna read all my stories on ao3 n give them a once over,,, been a while

[galadrielkenobi]

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[vierabathwater]

Arcann or Vaylin :) (or both 👀)

Both!

Vaylin:

Headcanon A:  She doesn’t fully trust Arcann, at least in an universe that follows the game faithfully.  While she did prefer Thexan, she views both of them as Valk’s peons and complicit with their dad’s BS.  

Headcanon B: she has an obsession with black cat and frequently posts about them on spacebook.  Hers is named Umbreon and it follows her everywhere.  She also has a weakness for boy bands; her favorite Backstreet Boy is AJ.

Headcanon C: she can, to an extent, feel for people.  So I believe in an universe where Senya is killed by the Outlander, she’s actually tormented by nightmares filled with Senya calling for her.  Also her last thoughts are of how pathetic she is.

Headcanon D: on top of helping the galaxy rebuild(along with Arcann), Vaylin has a fascination with history and loves learning about other cultures.  Notice the painting of Alderaan in her bedroom.  She’d get along very well with a Consular or Inquisitor Outlander in this regard.

Arcann:

Headcanon A:  Arcann only shaves his head per Valk’s orders.  He starts letting it grow a bit once Valk dies for good, assuming he’s still alive OFC.

Headcanon B: he likes to recreate the scene from Risky Business where Cruise is dancing to “Old Time Rock ‘n’ Roll” in his underwear.  The Outlander caught him once and will never live it down.

Headcanon C: He is extremely paranoid about failing, and this drives his warmongering.  He’s constantly asking the Outlander if he’s doing better, and thinks that they still hate him, even though he senses they don’t.

Headcanon D: Let’s just go with my ship for Arcann.  He and Iesapa didn’t consummate their marriage for months because she wasn’t comfortable around him, and he was more interested in killing Valk and arresting Xasrie.  She used this act of honor to help him turn his act around.

[bishop-legacy]

kahnee looks really cool! for the last ask you posted, 34, 35, 36?

Thank you Anonnie~~~<3 <3

Alright, man, I really haven’t written about any of my OCs too much. And Kahnee is one I havent touched in a while, so this is a nice surprise. alright, so here we go, I guess.

34.Thoughts on privacy? (Are they a private person, or are they prone to ‘TMI’?)

Kahnee is actually very much a private person. Especially after you know, spilling her heart to every one of her previous partners and it all ending badly, she decided it best to not do that anymore. But…if you get her really drunk she’s bound to spill something.

35. What activities do they enjoy, but consider to be a waste of time?

Probably making food. (I really don’t have an explanation as to why so lets just keep it at that, shall we?

36.What makes them feel guilty?

Hmmm…let’s see…I would say what makes them feel guilty is lying to @tracinyad Nino or Gault. Both of them have been so good to her so even when she is trying to surprise Nino and has to bend the truth a tiny bit, it makes her feel guilty and physically hurts her just a bit.

[rutherfordbanana]

@tracinyad You once asked me, to draw your Parija with Vector. I finally did it and I’m sorry or ist weird look. Well... more practising :)

Thank you tough for letting me dra her :3 And i hope you’ll like it

[baar-ur]

I'm intrigued 👀 What can u tell me about Onith ;D

!!!

Okay, super quick overview: Onith was born a slave on Nal Hutta, in a Hutt’s breeding program, along with her younger sisters Krenth and Enth. The three of them were raised by Evocii, and never knew their parents. Enth was sold to a Sith Lord when she was six. The Evocii were sold off when Onith was twelve and Krenth was ten - after that, they were on their own in the slave colony at large. 

Onith (and most of the slave camp) got sick when she was fifteen. Krenth stole medicine for her and saved her life, but got badly beaten for it. Only a few weeks later, a rival of the Hutt that owned the camp had the place bombed. Both girls got out, but Krenth wasn’t strong enough to keep running - she got pinned under rubble and Onith was forced to abandon her. (Don’t worry, a Corellian found Krenth later and took her away. But that’s another story.)

After about a year on the streets of Bilbousa, Onith met Braden. He needed a street kid to help him track down a black market surgeon with a bounty, and she… well, mostly she needed some food. But she had promise, and Braden had a tendency to take in and train lost kids. 

By the time the Great Hunt starts, Onith has about three years of formal training. Unless there’s an alien from a species that’s mature at twelve, she’s probably the youngest competitor. But she’s been a fighter for years, strong and fast, able to use anything she can lay her hands on. She carries a vibroknife on one hip and a blaster pistol on the other. She kills Tarro Blood and takes his armor. She kills a Jedi Master and takes his glory. 

When she and Torian meet, they’re both twenty. Part of their relationship is growing up together - establishing their careers as bounty hunters, establishing Clan Cadera as a force in the Mandalorian coalition, eventually establishing a family together.

I have tons of headcanons and lots of unpublished fic, so if you want to send me another ask, I can give you my Discord ID!

[sapphic-kumatora]

i love the way you draw eyes! they r so big and prominent :'O

Thanks! I don’t like them tho. They look to unnatural and ugly tbh.

[starrypawz]

5,6,7,8 for the headcanon meme ^^ for.. Uh... your choice ~

Headcanon Meme

Zanearo

Bathing/showering headcanon: Tends to shower, isn’t given to spending a lot of time in the shower generally

Hugging headcanon: Zanearo isn’t really a hugger unless she really likes you

Kissing headcanon She often will nip Torian’s lips when they kiss

Sex headcanon Quite a lot of Torian and Zan’s sexytimes moments are a result of ‘we were sparring and things got heated’