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  1. Rec 4

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    It’s rude to stare. Stakar knows that, and he still can’t stop.
    “Hey, eyes up here,” Aleta snaps her fingers in his face irritably, “what, this the first time you been with a woman that’s got something besides an innie.”
    She says it like she’s expecting the answer to be no, but when Stakar gulps and doesn’t answer, one eyebrow pulls up in disbelief.
    “Right,” Aleta starts to pull away and Stakar scrambles says “wait, no please, i just wasn’t expecting it i haven’t…” Stakar stops, turns to stares at the uneven dents in the metal wall of his cabin.

    Or, Aleta and Stakar and ovipositors

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    12 Feb 2018

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    Another masterpeice from havi. Featuring a wonderful dynamic.

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    Ori is ten the first time he reads the mark on his wrist, spelling the last words his One will say to him.
    Ori is ten, and the fear is just starting.

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    29 Nov 2017

  3. Public Bookmark 9

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    “Kraglin,” Yondu’s voice is muffled by the closet interior, as he huffily rummages through the unsorted heap of clothing, flinging the rejects to land in precarious piles against the walls. “Where the fuck is my wool undershirt, I know the frutarkin’ thing was here yesterday.”
    “Dunno boss,” Kraglin’s humming energetic buzz of a melody, bopping his head as he coaxes their cranky brew maker into life.

    Or what to do when your boyfriend's stealing all your clothes

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    29 Nov 2017

  4. Rec 14

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    Yondu’s on a street corner outside a bar, the slow, blinking wash of the neon light flushing his skin a sickly red. On, and off. On, and off. There isn’t any stars to see in the sky, the smog above him coating them thick and swirling, but it’s okay. The street lamps pool light gaudily around anyone close enough to want the light. It’s not silent. it’s never silent in the city, with the rasp of horns and crashing hum of voices rising and falling in rage and wanting and hate. He wouldn’t know what to do with it if it was.

    “You looking?”

    Yondu lets his head twist, eyes blinking slow and piercing towards that hot gravel growl of the voice. At first he looks Xandarian - but he’s not. No Xandarian Yondu’s ever met has arcs of fire coming out of their shoulders, or eyes that gleam white and unholy when they catch the light just so. He’s wrapped in cobalt leather, wild flare of steel grey hair flopping onto his forehead, edges silhouetted sharp as a knife by the street lamps behind him.

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    27 Nov 2017

  5. Rec 10

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    He sees Kraglin watching him sometimes with that strange look and it would be so like Kraglin to hear the things he doesn’t say, the things he refuses to even acknowledge to himself, to just know so Yondu scowls at him and snarls, “wipe that stupid expression off your face, boy” and Kraglin nods, “yes, sir.”

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