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    When Mon Mothma died, it was a beautiful day. Light streamed in through the massive windows of the Sculdun townhouse in Hanna City, lingering on a glass jar holding several sprigs of thyme and falling across the water in the sink, gentle ripples breaking across it from droplets falling from the tap and reflecting on the high, white ceiling. A thousand light years away, Mon was dead, and the water from the tap still fell into the sink and the sunlight reflected off the falling drops.

     

    Mon Mothma is on Hosnian Prime when Starkiller Base fires. She is dead in an instant. Leida grieves.

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    “Your eyes are like a fine white wine, you know,” Astarion said.

    “Not like the sands of Calim,” Lae’zel scoffed. “What fixation has everyone here on Githyanki eyes?”

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    09 Nov 2024

  3. Public Bookmark 45

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    So like. What DOES happen after that tiefling party if Astarion and Lae'zel hook up, eh?

    (this is an Astari'zel pseudo-hatefuck fic)
    (like it reads like a hatefuck but it's kind of more of a respectfuck? they're matching energy is what I'm saying.)

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    She surges forward, moving like liquid mercury, and fakes him out with a right hook to block while she brings her left hand up to cuff him squarely under the chin.

    “Bleeding hells,” he swears as he stumbles back, fingers going to his jaw. There’s a flash of fury on his face, of spite and vengeance. Then it’s gone, replaced by a calculating look. His lip curls back, showing teeth, and his pupils dilate. He moves to circle her and she responds by moving in the opposite direction, keeping their same distance. Astarion’s fingers clench and flex, clench and flex.

    “Gloves off, then,” he says, voice low and breathy.

    She raises her hands in a ready stance, welcoming an attack. “I never said they were on.”

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    09 Nov 2024

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    “I’ve got to tell you,” she says, snapping the words in perfect monotonous cadence while chewing on a fry, “those hair implants do not look a day past forty, so congrats on that.”
    (amelia/andrew)

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    "There’s something in her eyes. The same look she had, when she talked about Cato in the arena. The same look she had when the Quarter Quell was announced. When we first began the Victory tour.

    The face of a prey animal."

    Alternate universe where the hovercraft picked up Peeta in the arena, and Katniss was the one taken by the Capitol instead.

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    04 Nov 2023