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Trust was a choice, a black or white option, no shades of gray. You either trusted or you didn’t. Some said that trust was earned and returned, but in North’s experience it was given and rewarded or it was given and punished. There was only one way to find out which you’d end up with.
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Clearing his throat, Connor tugged at the sleeve of his shirt. This suit was nothing at all like the one he’d worn for CyberLife, but it was every bit as restrictive. It made him feel like he was choking. He didn’t hate it, but he didn’t particularly feel at ease in it either and the way Markus was looking at him didn’t help in the slightest. And androids didn’t feel the temperature, not in any way that mattered except in cases where the environment might lead to immanent catastrophic failure, but Connor has seen enough movies by now to finally maybe know what those actors meant when they asked if it felt like it was getting warmer in here.
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gleaming by spookykingdomstarlight
Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Sequel Trilogy
03 Dec 2018
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“I’m sure you’ve seen stars before,” Poe said, coming up beside him. His breath puffed white into the air before him. A few moons offered enough light to see by, bright white and distant. Craning his neck, he scanned the heavens. It was beautiful, sure, but Ben was the kind of guy who kept his nose to the ground. The guy just wasn’t a dreamer anymore and he didn’t search the sky for anything except an extraction point and it sure as hell wasn’t time for that, though Poe was rather more looking forward to going home than usual, too. “What’s so special about these ones?”
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Affronted, Connor squared his shoulders. “That doesn’t mean I have to invade every corner of your old life. We don’t go to CyberLife and—” He sighed and brushed his hand through his hair. Markus could imagine what all there was at CyberLife that Connor didn’t want to confront. “Some things don’t have to be for me.”
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uniform by spookykingdomstarlight
Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Sequel Trilogy
02 Dec 2018
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At least this way he could feel good about the outcome. Whatever he’d had to sacrifice, it was worth it, because it was for everyone. And they’d won and there were still enough members of the Resistance around to throw a truly spectacular party.
A party Poe didn’t really want to have anything to do with, but a party nonetheless.
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across the aisle by spookykingdomstarlight
Fandom: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Sequel Trilogy
14 Dec 2017
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stereopsis by spookykingdomstarlight
Fandom: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Original Trilogy
19 Feb 2017
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quintessence by spookykingdomstarlight
Fandom: Rogue One: A Star Wars Story (2016), Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Original Trilogy, Star Wars Sequel Trilogy
31 Jan 2017
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Five looks at Cassian Andor inspired by a prompt list themed around the elements.
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Bring Me a War by lucymonster for spookykingdomstarlight
Fandoms: Star Wars Sequel Trilogy
02 Dec 2018
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‘How do you know all that stuff about me?’ Finn asks.
‘I looked at your personnel file,' says Ben. 'After Jakku. I was curious what kind of worthless moral flaw could make someone like you betray the First Order.’
Kylo Ren gives into Han's pleas on Starkiller and comes home. But something is still badly wrong.
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Bookmarked by spookykingdomstarlight
01 Dec 2018
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THIS IS THE SINGLE GREATEST FINNLO FIC OF ALL TIME. It has the best Ben, the best Finn, even the best Poe. I love it to bits.
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The glass shatters without a sound, and like Lucifer, he falls; his tears become stars in the sky, and he dies - then he opens his eyes to white, to cold, to a new life, reincarnated. -- A short Connor-Markus roleswap AU, inspired equally by poems and religious parallels, in which Connor deviates far too soon and Markus doesn't deviate at all.
Bookmarked by spookykingdomstarlight
25 Nov 2018
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I do so love some good unconventional formatting. Yes, I do.
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He felt Loki’s searching gaze on him. Heimdall did not meet it. After a time, Loki said, “I was hoping to beg a favor of you.”
As if Loki would ever suffer himself to beg. “A favor,” Heimdall repeated.
“I’ve—lost sight of something. You seem the ideal person to help me find it.”
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Bookmarked by spookykingdomstarlight
18 Nov 2018
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Aaaaaaaaaaaaaah. This Heimdall is so good.
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It was supposed to be an easy deployment - two weeks on an armoured groundcar crossing the Lehon Desert. That was before the rebels hit.
Now FN-2187 is stranded and the rest of the ground crew are dead. He has plenty of food and first aid supplies and also, weirdly, Kylo Ren. But he doesn't have any proper shelter, and the temperature is dropping fast.
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Bookmarked by spookykingdomstarlight
18 Nov 2018
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*drags hand down face*
This fic is so good. Definitive Finnlo.
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When You Pry it From My Cold, Dead Chest by Anath_Tsurugi
Fandoms: Star Wars: Rebels, Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars: Rebellion Era - All Media Types
22 Oct 2018
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Every race in the galaxy that is soulbound has its own way of identifying soulmates. Humans have fated words imprinted on their skin. Twi'leks and Togruta hear the voices of their partners in their dreams. Wookiees and Lasat see the world in black and white until the moment they meet their partner.
Kallus liked to tell himself he'd long since ceased to think about the words inked onto his forearm in deep violet, partly obscured by the angry scars from a Lasat's claws. But the truth was he knew them perfectly. He could picture every hard line and soft curl of each beautiful letter, as if some vindictive god had written the words out with a delicate hand, but with angry strokes, the words just as much a blessing as they were a curse.
'Only the Honor Guard of Lasan may carry a bo-rifle!'
Zeb had believed in the dream of a soulmate all his life, watching with joy as his sisters' worlds blossomed into color, waiting impatiently for the day when he might see the galaxy through new eyes. Didn't it just figure that on the very day everything he'd ever known was going up in ash and smoke, his own world would suddenly burst into colors he didn't want, all from a single glimpse of one young Imperial.
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Bookmarked by spookykingdomstarlight
28 Oct 2018
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A for sure fave and a great take on the soulmate AU.