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i like to think that whenever maya, pearl, and phoenix go anywhere together pearl walks between them and holds their hands. when they do this they usually swing pearl between them as they walk (idk if that makes sense but i did this a lot as a kid lol.) pearl is always holding phoenix’s or maya’s hands, but if their hands are preoccupied for whatever reason pearl stuffs her hand into their pocket.
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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types, Star Wars - All Media Types Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Alpha-17 & Obi-Wan Kenobi Characters: Obi-Wan Kenobi, Alpha-17 (Star Wars), Asajj Ventress Additional Tags: Reunions, Platonic Cuddling, Past Torture, Planet Kamino (Star Wars), Planet Rattatak (Star Wars), There are Intricate Rituals, And Then There's Alpha-17, Guess Which One Wins Out Summary:
Obi-Wan and Alpha-17 haven't seen each other since they were separated for medical treatment after Rattatak. Months later, they reunite on Kamino, where 17 has opinions on Obi-wan's relationship with the medical ward.
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Getting lovingly cradled by someone while he quietly and viciously berates you is something that can be so intimate.
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Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Final Fantasy XV Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Lunafreya Nox Fleuret & Nyx Ulric, Lunafreya Nox Fleuret/Noctis Lucis Caelum Characters: Nyx Ulric, Lunafreya Nox Fleuret, Regis Lucis Caelum, Noctis Lucis Caelum, Libertus Ostium, Titus Drautos | Glauca, Sylva Via Fleuret, Ravus Nox Fleuret, Selena Ulric Additional Tags: Fix-It, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Alternate Universe - Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Except Glauca, The fact that Lunafreya had to be left behind kills me a little every day, And the parallels between Lunafreya and Nyx's sister Selena hurt me Summary:
After the attack on Noctis, Regis refuses to bring his son anywhere unguarded, even if that means bringing his soldiers into the heart of Tenebrae’s peaceful mountains. Or Seeing young Lunafreya’s hand slip from the King’s hits a bit too close to home for Nyx.
Hello. I am alive. shockingly.
It was my buddy’s @partyinthemysterymachine birthday a bit back. I wrote something for him :)
https://archiveofourown.org/works/48364771
I GOT MY OUTLINE FOR THE FIC DONE IM SCREAMING
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Gotta say, following a whole bunch of fic authors here is a delight, and they're all wonderful. That said, when they all start sniping each other with that 'three sentences' post, my feed becomes a highly productive minefield, because for some reason, I've decided that it also applies to me XD. I think I've gotten sideswiped like, 6 times in the last 2 hours.
That said, if you're reading this, go write three sentences for your current writing project.
A Folktale
This is something I might make a comic for in the future but for now enjoy a drabble in the form of a folktale. This drabble is set in Cycles, the dnd campaign I run.
Oura and The Fey
A very, very long time ago,
when the Cosmos were still New and The Mother still Young,
Oura Pondered
“Why”, Said She, “is it that My People do not understand Me?”
“Do they not walk upon My Soil? Do they not partake of My Fruits, My very Flesh? Why is it that, although My Territory is great, there is none with whom I may Speak plainly?”
