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"Do you feel it?" Chirrut asks. The softness of his voice makes Baze shudder. He thinks that maybe he does, or maybe he wants to, for Chirrut. When Baze opens his eyes, Chirrut is very close to him. It doesn't surprise him at all when Chirrut kisses him. Baze's eyes flutter closed again, then open when Chirrut pulls away. "Was that the Force?" Baze asks. His voice comes out cracked and heavy. "That was me," Chirrut says, and kisses him again. Melacholy, heartbreaking Baze/Chirrut, from Baze's POV.
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Bodhi's Stars by
“I believe in that,” he gestured to it all. “That it will all still be here. Forever.” “The light of those stars may already be dead,” Galen turned to him, hooded eyes burning cold. “What about civilizations? What about all of us? What will the Empire make of us?” He sucked in a breath, the factory crumbled and a faceless entity never even apologized. Three thousands souls that breathed in and never breathed out again with no more fanfare than a tiny broken piston. “I don’t know,” he said again, but this time he met Galen’s eyes. “But I don’t want to help make it happen anymore.” Tender, heartbreaking look at Bodhi.
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you are my single silence by
you are my single silence by
“You can cut a man’s legs from under him. That does not mean he kneels,” contemplates Chirrut. “Save your wisdom for a book,” replies Baze. “That’s why I’m telling you. Write this down,” Chirrut says imperiously, and Baze chuckles, a dry, comforting rasp in his ears. Faith, Chirrut thinks, is a bit like sand. In small handfuls, it seems barely anything—but gather enough of it, and you could build yourself a beach, an island. A place to stand. *sobs*
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Death in the time of the Empire by
Death in the time of the Empire by
He tried not to dwell on it later, but a man has to look his own choices in the eye. You can't pretend when you take a life, especially not to yourself. Sharp, heartbreaking look at Cassian Andor.
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The Library of Hazar by [Anonymous]
The Library of Hazar by [Anonymous]
"I’m the Duchess Unseen! I stole the sound of the sunrise and the tears of a shark. I borrowed a book from the library of Hazar and didn’t return it." So how did that go, exactly? Wonderfully in tune with both the setting and the characters of the short story.
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The Library of Hazar by [Anonymous]
Riding in Cars With Boys by [Anonymous]
Riding in Cars With Boys by [Anonymous]
Five Times Dani and Charlie get stuck in traffic (and one time it’s clear roads). This story really gets their partnership in both the funny and heartfelt moments.
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Riding in Cars With Boys by [Anonymous]
count every beautiful thing we can see by [Anonymous]
count every beautiful thing we can see by [Anonymous]
When she comes back the next week, there’s a new book waiting for her, and a torch. She mentally congratulates Hopper for balancing sentimentality with practicality. The batteries won’t last, not for ever but she uses them to finish the last of the book in the dark. The note this time says: They miss you too. Something howls in the distance, and she burrows closer into the tree roots in which she’s hiding as she keeps reading about Neverland and Peter, a boy who never wanted to grow up living in a place he never needed to. The Lost Boys are her favourite. Eleven and Hopper contrive her way back from the Upside Down. Lovely.
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count every beautiful thing we can see by [Anonymous]
the thin man's bride by [Anonymous]
the thin man's bride by [Anonymous]
"Oh, no, I never drink before noon. I expect I haven't your...robust constitution." "Nonsense," said Nick, handing him a glass of whiskey anyhow. "All you need is an amendment or two and that'll sort it right out. Here. Now, what brings you here to see Nora?" Witty, fun case fic where Nora has to sort out a blackmailer. I enjoyed this a lot.
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the thin man's bride by [Anonymous]
Leia Organa: A Critical Obituary – you're always being judged
Leia Organa: A Critical Obituary – you're always being judged
Leia Organa, the politician and revolutionary who led the defeat of the Galactic Empire, died after a short illness. She was 60 years old. Hers was a life laced with controversy concerning everything from her tactics to her very ancestry, but her intelligence, commitment to the Republican cause, and place at the heart of the Rebellion, and later the Resistance against Neo-Imperialism, remains the indisputable core of her legacy.
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Leia Organa: A Critical Obituary – you're always being judged