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The Peace of Wild Things by the_desk
Fandoms: American Civil War RPF, 19th Century CE RPF, Real Person Fiction, Star Wars - All Media Types
24 May 2023
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He beds down by the crackling flames of his campfire, staring up through the swaying pines at a sea of winking stars —brilliant and vivid in the mountain-clear air. He asks himself, which is worse? To be a murderer or a turncoat spy? He tries to forget about the man who died before the last battles of the Civil War: General Armitage Hux of Arkansas.
She scrambles through the sagebrush, lost and left to die out in that craggy canyon. Ripping off her lace gloves, she throws aside her city propriety and bends over the heap of twigs with flint and gumption. Nobody’s going to tell Rose Tico what she can and cannot do.
They clash together like a storm rolling off Ward Mountain, but maybe those High Sierra mountains and the peace of wild things will tell them who they really are.
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My Darling Stranger by the_desk
Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Sequel Trilogy
01 Aug 2021
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Representing the First Order High Council in an important fuel contract becomes much more than twenty-six year old Colonel Armitage Hux expected.
In the seductive darkness of a neon, discotheque moon, shines an angel.
She’s going to ruin him, and in spite of everything, he’s going to love it.
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A f t e r m a t h by the_desk
Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Sequel Trilogy
26 May 2021
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She typed angrily into the chat module,
So what, I’m supposed to chit chat with a dead general’s freaky AI program until you give up your hyperspace tracking data?
Tread carefully, Commander. You wouldn’t want to offend your host.You’re not my host.
I could be.
Or,
Looking for his proprietary codes, Rose joins Hux in the sensual landscape of his digital afterlife.
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City of Angels by the_desk
Fandoms: Real Person Fiction, 1970s RPF, Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Sequel Trilogy
24 May 2021
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Her practice was to keep the windows flung wide, the ocean city’s dreamy murmur trickling in and the airy crepe valances sighing up and down in the salt breeze.
“Look!” She picked up a tiny pod. “It’s a helicopter!”
She stood on her tiptoes, lifted her hand above her 5’1’ frame and let go. The seed whirled in blurred loops, a quick flight down to the Turkish rug.
But he did not smile.
“Darling, it’s nearly seven,” he said, not looking up from the spread of papers mapped out on his drafting table.
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Hendrawna Beach is woven into their souls like sand that gets into your apron pockets and never leaves, even after a hundred washings.
If they found freedom there once, perhaps they could do it again.Or,
Morwenna reclaims her feelings of desire as she and Drake slowly awaken her body again.