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“We lay here for years or for hours”

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[fic] Rewrite the Stars (4/?)
Link: AO3 Pairing: Jason Grace/Nico di Angelo, Thalia Grace/Reyna Fandom: Percy Jackson & the Olympians Genre: Romance/Hurt/Comfort. Maybe some action. Summary: The month before Praetor Grace disappeared from Camp Jupiter was the happiest month of Nico’s life.
“Well,” Hazel tries gently, “if you’re going to hang out with Jason—”
“It’s not a date,” Nico blurts out before he can help himself.
Fluffffffffffffffff! :D
Some Bao-Dur/Kaiya fluff <3
More dreams. Stang. Would they ever stop? Malachor V. Dxun. Telos. The explosions. The Mandalorians. The other night, a few of them had taken off their helmets, revealing some of her crew-mates.
Kaiya opened her eyes and held back a cry. It felt cold. She wrapped the blankets around her and closed her eyes, attempting to fall back to sleep. Ten minutes passed, and still, nothing. She became acutely aware of the sounds of clinking and humming from the garage.
She hopped out of her bed and shivered, her bare feet quickly becoming numb. She grabbed her robe from her footlocker and wrapped it around herself. Half of the sleeve was gone, courtesy of a bounty hunter on Nar Shaddaa.
Kaiya moved out of the captain’s quarters and into the empty hall. She could hear the hum of the engine and Atton snoring from the cockpit. Sheesh could he be any louder?
Shaking from the cold, she sauntered towards the garage, the robe providing little relief from the piercing air. As she rounded a corner, Bao-Dur’s form came into view. He was leaning over his remote droid, whose parts were laid out for repair.
“Hi,” she said. The Zabrak started slightly and turned his head to look at her.
“Hello, General.”
“Mind if I sit down?”
“Of course, General.”
“Thanks.” Kaiya adjusted her robes and sat down on the bench.
“Can’t sleep, General?”
I had enough angsts today. I need some flufffffff

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Say No
You can also read at ff or ao3 if you'd like.
(This is a fairly old fic, one which I posted two years ago, so ... yeah.)
Duncan has a strange epiphany as he stares at Courtney. And it amazes him. A lot.
Some of my cats...u jealous?
JEFF god of biscuits
SAFFY
The two puffiest and flat-faced cats out of the 6 I have at home. At my parent's house, otherwise I'd smother myself with cats right now. I miss them!