#brucewaynefucks

Hi Rion! 💕

I know I've told you before, but your writing truly inspires me so much. I absolutely adore the way you combine (sometimes gritty) realism with beauty, and make your romantic scenes feel so authentic and powerful. my sanctuary (you're holy to me) is one of my favourite Boba fics of all time, and I go back to it whenever I need some comfort.

And I love hearing about your students, and how passionate you are about your work (even though it sounds incredibly challenging; they are so lucky to have you). I admire you so much, and I think you're amazing! x

(I adore you)

Rion, it is going to be hard to keep this short! There are so many of your fics that I would consider my favorites. You always have such cool ideas (and your characterizations are always spot-on!) - I love the little sneak peeks, and then seeing the finished projects as the masterpieces they are.

I guess just overall - feeling lucky to know you and I hope you know how great you are. 💖

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Ahh hi! 💖 Yes - I have a perfume that I wear regularly from an indie store, their website says the notes are: Pale skin musk, faded perfume, Egyptian amber, softly burning nag champa incense and a fine aged vanilla. I really love it, it settles so nicely.

There was another that smelled SO good and sweet (like toasted marshmallow and vanilla) but every time I wore it my coworkers thought someone brought cookies in 😭 so now I just keep a sample vial for me to smell, haha

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Bowie this is going to be such a hard pick!! I am going to cheat and pick 2. 💖

I love catharsis so much. The dialogue in this fic is so perfect - I was absolutely sucked into their history and the moment, and the smut was just incredible. The teasing is so good and I couldn’t wait to see how their meeting played out.

You’ve always loved the effect you have on him. Love the way that sweet altar boy composure comes tumbling down the moment you fall to your knees for him.

I also haven’t stopped thinking about my sanctuary (you’re holy to me). This is one of my fave Boba fics of all time - I love how soft it is, the gentle and authentic appreciation, how he responds to it.

“I’m too rough to be beautiful, ner ca’tra,” he says quietly. “I’ve got too much blood on my hands.” 

You take the hands in question and press them to your face. “These hands.” You kiss his palms. “Have only shown me kindness.” More kisses to his calloused fingertips. “And love. These hands clawed their way out of a sarlacc pit, and helped a stranger when she was dying. These hands liberated an entire town and rebuilt it as a better place.”

I could think about this fic forever. 💖

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THANK YOU