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Granta's teenage infatuation with Jaster Mereel
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- Part 3 of trashy romance trope bingo
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24 Aug 2025
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When his father sends him on a suicide mission to please the Sith Emperor by assassinating the Mand'alor, Granta expects nothing more than a quick, messy death at the Mandalorian soldiers' hands.
What he gets instead is an offer of revenge against his father, an unfairly attractive new husband, and a looming threat that might just destroy every good thing he manages to find in the Mandalorian Empire, Jaster Mereel included.
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- Part 2 of trashy romance trope bingo
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24 Aug 2025
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“What are you doing up here?” Adler raises his voice over the rain, not quite yelling but definitely loud.
Grimacing, Bell begrudgingly removes a pocket bottle of vodka from her pocket and he frowns when he notices the still sealed cap. Unopened. She sighs, the sound coming out perhaps a little tireder than she intends. “Can’t I enjoy the atmosphere?”
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14 Aug 2024
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Bell is starting to notice something is wrong with her brain, her memories and goes looking for answers. Adler makes sure she can't put the pieces together.
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04 Jun 2024
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The Rewards of Optimism by Roselightfairy for thevillainsmustache
Fandoms: Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types
19 Feb 2024
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Across the table, Kenobi went still, his hands around his teacup. His eyes had taken on an edge – something flat and hard and glittering.
“Ben,” he said.
Hondo cocked his head to the side.
“Ben Kenobi,” repeated Kenobi. “I’ve never heard of an Obi-Wan, and neither have you.”
Hondo wagged his finger and chuckled. “I beg to differ, my friend! I heard quite a bit about an Obi-Wan Kenobi a few years ago!”
“I think you’ll find,” said Kenobi, evenly, “that you didn’t.”
Something else had entered the room with them, despite Kenobi’s placid tone – an air of threat, of danger, swirling like dust motes in the space between their heads over the table. Exhaled like poison on Kenobi’s breath. Hondo’s own breath caught at the threat of it – the knowledge that, though he was safer in this moment than he had been since landing on the planet, he was also in more danger.
So, of course, he kept pushing.
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20 Feb 2024