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#Star Wars Organizations: Smugglers
buffshipper8490 · 1 year
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(artwork by @grassprint, used with permission)
Rating
Explicit
Summary
The Original Trilogy re-imagined as young Tatooine farmgirl Leia Skywalker learns the ways of the Force from old Jedi Master Obi-Wan Kenobi and joins with smuggler Han Solo and his first mate Chewbacca aboard the Millennium Falcon to rescue Prince Luke Organa of Alderaan from the clutches of the evil Sith Lord Darth Vader and the tyrannical Galactic Empire...
Chapter 1: Prologue
Chapter 2: Title Crawl
A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away... STAR WARS: THE AGE OF REBELLION It is a period of civil war. Rebel spaceships, striking from a hidden base, have won their first victory against the evil Galactic Empire on the planet of Scarif. During the battle, Rebel spies Cassian Andor and Jyn Erso managed to steal secret plans to the Empire's ultimate weapon, the DEATH STAR-- a space station with enough power to destroy an entire planet-- from an Imperial Citadel run by Director Orson Krennic, relaying them to a Rebel cruiser in orbit. Determined not to let the rebels escape, the Death Star obliterated the Citadel, and the Empire's sinister enforcer Darth Vader arrived to the aftermath of the battle in pursuit of the cruiser...
Chapter 3: Tantine IV Darth Vader pursues the blockade runner Tantine IV to retrieve the plans to the Death Star stolen from Scarif...
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kanerallels · 4 days
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FINALLY I'm updating the Steve Miller au. I'm hoping to be a little more consistent, posting on Fridays (possibly every other?) going forward, but there is a mini hiatus coming, alas. I have it planned out, though!
First lines under the cut as always!
Taglist: @day-to-day-thots @auroramagpie @accidental-spice @laughingphoenixleader @heckin-music-dork @opalknight @seleneisrising @cassie-fanfics @ana-cantskywalker
Supply runs were far from the hardest part of life in the Rebellion. But this last one had been rough. The Empire had caught on halfway through, and they’d been lucky to make it out with the supplies, let alone their lives.
The Empire’s starting to catch on, Kanan thought grimly as he, Zeb, Ezra, and Jyn headed into the command center of Commander Sato’s ship. Things are getting messier, and that’s never good.
The first person he saw when he stepped through the door into the commander center was Hera, which immediately made his mood a little better. She looked up at the sound of the door opening, along with Rex, Sato, Okadiah, Kasmir, and Sabine.
“We got the supplies,” Kanan told her, in response to the questioning eyebrow she lifted. “But we were fortunate to get away. The Empire’s making our travels around the Outer Rim tougher all the time.”
Kasmir grimaced. “Kriffing Imps— making it so a self-respecting smuggler can’t even run a business any more, let alone the Rebellion.”
“We need a new hyperspace route in and out of the Lothal sector,” Sato agreed— although probably more with Kanan’s comment than Kasmir’s. Kanan still wasn’t sure what the commander thought of half of his crew, particularly Kasmir, who seemed to delight in annoying authority figures. Still, they did their jobs, and that was what mattered.
“I may have the perfect shortcut,” Sabine volunteered, stepping forward to pause next to the console. “The system of Concord Dawn.”
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tarmac-rat · 5 months
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OC Interview: Riley
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Tagged by @glitchinginthegarden and @seraphfighter. You can read their respective entries here and here
Roleplaying prompts like these are very much not my forte, so I tried my best. And I also might've borrowed Glitch's idea and inserted Johnny into the dialogue as well, just to keep the conversation...organic.
Tagging @clusterfxckedbysirens @ghostoffuturespast @butchsquatch @luvwich and @seeker-of-truth and y'all have probably already done this but I need to get better at tagging people and it's my own fault for being late lol
Note: This recording was recovered from a trash can after presumably being discarded by the interviewer
Name?
V: "V." Interviewer: "Oh, um...like, just the letter?" V: "No."
Nickname?
V: "...V." Interviewer: "*clearly flustered* So you, uh, you don't have a nickname, or--?" Johnny: "Not worth it, pal. You're lucky she's even givin' you this much." Interviewer: "But--" Johnny: "Trust me, choom, fishin' for the truth ain't worth it. Drop it while you still can."
Her full name is Riley Bakker Aldana the fifth. For all intents and purposes, "V" is both her nickname and a part of her full name, since it's a patronymic suffix. Since she comes from a long line of Riley Aldana's, V very rarely uses her actual first name and has never consistently gone by it-- she has always simply been "V" from birth. Johnny, of course, thinks this is the stupidest thing he's ever heard in his life.
Gender?
Johnny: "Ever since V was a child, she's always identified with what's between her legs--" V: "Where are you going with this?" Johnny: "--a cunt." V: *Lets out a long sigh*
Star sign?
V: "Is this an actual interview or is this the second round of sorority rush?" Johnny: "Don't be fuckin' rude. She's a Scorpio, like me." V: "Wait wait wait, I know, like, one thing for sure about star signs, and it's that you and I don't have the same one." Johnny: "Your birthday's less than a month after mine." V: "That's not how zodiac signs work." Johnny: "Look it up, then, if you're so confident." V: "Fine. Just, one sec," *Pulls out phone, types something, types another thing, types another thing* "I'm a..." *types another thing* "...Pisces."
Riley is a Sagittarius
Height?
Johnny: "Five foot nine even. Five foot eight and a half if she's standing on one leg." V: "'Bout sums it up."
Riley's cybernetic right leg is roughly a quarter to a half inch shorter than her organic left leg, so she's got a bit of a weird gait and tends to favor her right side more than her left in fights. She'll eventually get it fixed, but she then spends a few months walking around like a newborn deer tripping over nothing as a result.
Orientation?
V: "'I guess 'bi' is the term I'd throw out there for it, but honestly, dating and managing a love life are the last things on my mind these days. Not like I don't have time, I just don't think settling down's in the cards for me yet. But in terms of preference, though, I don't really lean any which way." Johnny: "So basically, 'people hot'."
Nationality/ethnicity?
V: *laughs slightly* "I don't think I'm technically an NUSA citizen since I spent the first twenty-two years of my life in a car, so I don't know if I technically have a 'nationality' in the literal sense. Ethnicity-wise, most if not all of my mom's side of the family is Diné, so that's easy enough. My dad's side is the question mark. Never met the guy, and my mom never talked about him."
Riley's maternal side of the family is Navajo-- her great-grandfather grew up in Kayenta, AZ, and many founding members of the Bakkers were people from there and the surrounding areas who felt it safer to go westward during the Collapse. Conversely, Riley's father Felix is a smuggler who had a brief fling with her mother Ivy when the Bakkers were camped near the NM/Mexico border in 2052 (and post-Unification War now operates around Fort Hancock, TX). Felix is Mexican-Apache, and blissfully unaware that he has a daughter running around 25 years later fucking up shit in Night City.
Favorite fruit?
V: "I...don't know if I've ever actually eaten a real piece of fruit in my life." Johnny: "You're fucking with me." V: "What!?" Johnny: "Fuckin' hell, we're havin' a conversation after this. Just pick a fruit flavor, and move on. Any of 'em." V: "I, uh, um..." *places hands on her hips, sighs, goes silent* "Green apple, then, I don't know."
Favorite season?
V: "Well, summers in the desert were unbearable, and winters in the desert were boring as all sin, so I guess one of the middle seasons? If I had to pick one, I'd probably pick spring-- the places in the Sonora we used to stay at in the springtime were always pretty nice."
Favorite flower?
V: "Mexican Gold Poppies." Johnny: "Oh, what, you have a favorite flower but you don't have a favorite fruit!?"
Riley likes gold/yellow things despite it not really being in her color scheme. While she likes Gold Poppies, the flower I generally associate her with is a Black-eyed Susan, which are symbols of justice and survival.
Coffee, tea, or hot chocolate?
V: "Depends, but I generally lean towards coffee." Interviewer: "With anything?" V: "Synmilk." Johnny: "And whiskey." V: "Only on Sundays."
Average hours of sleep?
Johnny: "*snorts* Go on, V. Tell 'em 'bout your thoroughly robust and well-kept sleep schedule." V: "I sleep!" Johnny: "Sure, when you get knocked the hell out or fuckin' flatline on me. *to the interviewer* Two hours a night, average." V: "It's more than that! Stop being dramatic." Johnny: "And when she does fuckin' crash, because y'know she will, she's out for a day plus. It'll be like livin' with a corpse. I could host a music festival in that apartment and she prolly wouldn't even roll over to check the time."
Exaggeration aside, Riley will get around 3-5 hours of sleep a night-- combination of restlessness and preferring to work nights. After about 2 weeks of doing that, her body will basically say "NO MORE" and shut down for a day or two to recover.
Dog or cat person?
V: "Cat." Johnny: "Liar." V: "What?" Johnny: "It's horses." V: "Johnny!"
Dream trip?
V: "Not sure. Always used to hear nice things about Australia-- maybe there, I guess? Or maybe Morocco, or Rome? Somewhere warm and dry. And definitely not on the water."
Favorite fictional character?
Johnny: "Let me tell you a little story about a guy from Seattle and the acid trip he had while staring at a pack of Camel cigarettes--" V: "Nope, not even close." Johnny: "Oh, my deepest apologies, princess, were you going to come up with a better answer from the wealth of popular media you consume on a daily basis?" V: "...Fair enough."
Johnny is referring to the book Still Life with Woodpecker by Tom Robbins, which is probably the only novel Riley's read in the last five years. She hates this book for its pretentiousness but since she rarely consumes pop culture as it is, it's really her only fallback when talking about fiction she's actually engaged with.
Number of blankets you sleep with?
V: "One tops, maybe? I tend to run hot. Maybe two in the winter if it's cold enough."
Fun fact?
V: "A fun fact." Johnny: "'Fun' fact, eh? Might be askin' too much of her there." Interviewer: "It can be anything. Your favorite color, what car you drive, how many times you've--" V: "I once helped smuggle the CFO of Asukaga & Finch and his lover over the Texas border after he embezzled 4.7 million dollars from them in 2071." Interviewer: "I, uh, you...what?" V: "I mean, he's probably dead now. What're you gonna do, arrest me?" Johnny: *Starts laughing*
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sanguineheroine · 17 days
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Wars - All Media Types Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Obi-Wan Kenobi/Anakin Skywalker Characters: Obi-Wan Kenobi, Anakin Skywalker, Qui-Gon Jinn Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omega Anakin Skywalker, Alpha Obi-Wan Kenobi, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Knotting, First Time, Age Difference, Intersex Omegas Summary:
Qui-Gon has no issues with his padawan presenting as an alpha, especially because he knows he himself is an omega definitely out of his prime. But when Obi-Wan doesn't seem to be getting over his crush, Qui-Gon decides to take matters into his own hands to try and alleviate the situation.
A good friend from outside the Order should be willing to help.
In which Anakin is older than Obi-Wan and a smuggler, but still smitten with Obi-Wan from the moment they meet.
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anakinspraisekink · 1 year
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Left Behind (Together): an Obikin TLOU AU
Rating: E
Warning: Graphic depictions of violence
Tags: Alternate Universe - The Last of Us Setting, Heavy Angst, Gun Violence, Gunshot Wounds, Post-Apocalypse, Clovis being a creep, the standard grief and trauma that comes with living in a post apocalyptic world, Blow Jobs, Praise Kink, Porn with Feelings, Hopeful Ending
Summary:
“You’re nice,” Anakin says softly, and Obi-Wan shakes his head.
“I’m not a good man,” he says.
“Then why’d you save me?” Anakin retorts. Obi-Wan doesn’t have an answer; all his flimsy reasonings—like, you would have told FEDRA—die on his tongue.
(Or, in which Obi-Wan is a weary smuggler in the Boston QZ who manages to find some hope again when he meets Anakin.)
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fishnamedsushi · 1 month
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‼️ New Fic Alert! ‼️
[Repost because I’m an idiot]
"How?" Anakin's voice was strained, jaw clenched so hard the tendons stood out in stark relief. "How the kriff are we supposed to keep any kind of control when these karking drugs are burning through our systems?"
Slowly, deliberately, he reached out. Took Anakin's hand in his, lacing their fingers together with careful intent.
And Force, the touch of skin on skin, the electric slide of palm against palm - it was like a live wire straight to Obi-Wan's core. He hissed at the contact, at the way Anakin's other hand snapped up to grab his wrist in a bruising grip, snarling like a feral thing.
But Obi-Wan didn't pull away. If anything, he tightened his own grasp, fingers digging into the spaces between Anakin's knuckles, clinging to that point of connection like a lifeline.
"By not losing sight of why we're doing this," Obi-Wan said quietly, thumb brushing over the racing pulse point in Anakin's wrist. "Not losing sight of each other."
***
A.k.a., a GFFA AU wherein Alpha Smuggler Anakin and Omega Gambler Obi-Wan are forced together under less than ideal circumstances, go on a series of wild adventures, and still end up falling in love.
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aneighthdomain · 10 days
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New fic~!
Between Worlds With You | Rated E | 4,326 Words
"I go out there because I believe in you. I live in here for me. Because here, I’m not darksider, Jedi, senator, smuggler, Mandalorian, none of it. I’m just Ben. Your Ben."
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kylobith · 5 months
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The Inner Battle - Prologue
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Outer space bathes in its eternal stillness, its stars dispersed in the infinite black horizon coruscating like a billion diamonds. Amongst them, the numerous planets of the Outer Rim territories follow their natural course. Moons orbit them as they rotate in their everlasting cycle, flaunting their landscapes the way a monarch would flaunt their jewels, proud and magnificent. All the din from the cities is deadened by the distance and the unshakeable peace of the great unknown.
In the Gaulus sector, in the middle of its own system, a brownish planet named Ryloth shines brighter than its sisters. Clouds embrace the sky, hovering over the valleys and jungles visible even from afar, overshadowing the cities of the planet. Trees peek out through the mist, green and flamboyant, forming a belt around the enormous sphere.
A starship emerges in its vicinity with a whir, heading towards it. The old blue Interceptor pierces through Ryloth's atmosphere, flying straight to the canyons outside Kala'uun. It comes to a standstill and lowers above one of them, beside which stand a lonely house and its hangar. A native creature rushes up to it, watching it land on the edge of the cave. As soon as the canopy rises, the silhouette of a tall woman jumps out of the cockpit.
Teebasha Varn removes her pilot helmet and tosses it on her seat. Her braided bun stays in place despite her swift movement, while two thin brown braids come to dangle before her ears, their ends resting on her collar bones. Slipping the strap of her backpack across her shoulder, her dark brown eyes scan the landscape around her. She searches for her friend, who would always greet her whenever she would come back from a mission. Discerning his shape from the corner of her eyes, she jumps off the wing of her ship and runs up to the green Twi'lek to pull him in a clasp.
"Kassurra, Natelo'or," Teebasha greets him in Ryl with a pat on the back. As she feels the lekku — the tentacles protruding from his skull — tickling her fingers, a grin draws itself upon her face. "I'm sorry I took so long to come back. The mission was harder than I expected."
"I was worried you got into trouble," Natelo'or admits, pulling away without taking his hands off her. "You never know with those smugglers."
"I should've tried to contact you, sorry. Anyway, I'm here now. I must pick the next mission and I've got so many notices to catch up on. An entire pile on my desk."
"Then take your time. Don't forget to rest. I brought you a whole meal earlier. You won't have to buy anything in the city."
With a smile, Teebasha hugs her friend again. Natelo'or hands her a puck — she recognises the shape and the colour of the device in an instant. Another wanted notice.
"Someone from the Guild came to deliver this."
If you want to read more, the rest of the chapter is available on Ao3
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Tags: @emmanuellececchi (since you said you'd be tempted to read my Star Wars sequel story hehe)
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sullustangin · 4 months
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New Fic: Elysium, for a little while
Rating: T (for now)
Pairing: Theron Shan/Smuggler
The tragic arc of the space opera is over. On to the upswing!
(Readers who skipped the sad bits, come back!)
But... that's not without some uncertainty as to what they are.
Quick Quote:
“You want some practice at this whole operations manager thing?”
Theron gave her a look, silently asking.
Her eyes slowly shifted back to the cupola.  Eva lifted her chin toward it.  “I’m distinctly worried that some of these folks aren’t spacers and assume we have atmospheric controls like on Coruscant.”  She raised her left arm to point across the base.  “A place with no atmospheric controls needs to weatherproof and seal their joins and ports differently than a place with controls.  It should be more like sealing a starship.  Even the barometric pressure is different, less regulated.” 
As she spoke, Theron couldn’t help but let a small smile creep through to his face.  Her body may have been weaker, but the mind was still there.  “I’ll look into it and make sure it’s done right.”  Theron stood at ease and made a notation with his implants.
“Good.”   She paused before asking in a stage whisper, “How’d we do?”
“Acceptable,” he whispered back.  They exchanged shy smiles before they busied themselves with looking at Odessen’s scenery.  
They could do this.  Right.  If all else failed, they could work on work. 
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seriowan · 1 year
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STAR WARS OC GALLERY — INTRODUCTION
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hi there! my name's nay and i have a quick question for you.
do you have a star wars original character? an original story? perhaps some art of your creation? lore? an info-dump post about your oc? oc x canon character ships? oc fanfiction? maybe they're a jedi or a sith? a saleucami farmer or a coruscant mechanic? a clone wars medic or a mantell mix merchant on ord mantel? a unique-looking creature? a mandalorian warrior or their one-of-a-kind youngling?
well, welcome to the star wars oc gallery! if you're interested for more info, head down below the cut!
the purpose of this gallery is to provide a safe, non-judgmental, and positive platform for oc creators. as an anxious overthinker and an oc creator, i understand the fear behind putting a personal character out there, especially in a fandom that tends to favor big creators and their canonized characters. there are constant questions and insecurities: will they be liked? will they be appreciated? will they be judged? ignored? am i being too pushy? do people even care? what's the point?
this gallery is here to not only encourage others to be creative and confident in their ocs, but to also provide community. let's face it, you and i both know that we aren't the only anxious oc creators. there are so, so, so many people who feel the same as you do! they're scared and anxious — and it is understandable, which is why we as oc creators need to come together and give a lot more love to the creative community that we are a vital part of!
which is why this gallery is here to exhibit your creations, free of judgment or comparison. there is no competition. there is no 'who drew better' or 'who wrote the best story' or 'who has the best lore'.
every oc is different. every oc is unique. every oc is special. every oc is valued.
there will be people who find beauty in how your oc looks. there will be people who find comfort in how your oc acts. there will be people who find interest in the stories and lore. there will be people who find appreciation — people like me!
reaching out is encouraged — AS IN PLEASE TALK TO ONE ANOTHER! it could be as simple as — i love the way your oc looks! i love the way they act in your story! i love the thought and detail you put into their lore! talking/reblogging/commenting could even lead to collaborations and that would be AMAZING! the whole goal of this is to get people's works out there so that beautiful connections and friendships can be created over people who share the same interest!! (if this takes place, please tag your collaborative works with #sw: oc gallery so that i can drop by and show your works some love!)
reblogging is emphasized although it is (sadly) not enforced. but let's be honest, your blog 'aesthetic' won't be ruined if you reblog someone's oc art, stories, or lore. you can do someone a huge kindness and give them a massive burst of confidence by reblogging... BUT!!! WHILE REBLOGGING SHOWS APPRECIATION AND LOVE, IT DOES NOT DETERMINE WORTH OR VALUE!!!! the goal of this gallery is to provide a positive platform for exposure, not a ground for competition, comparison, or "how many likes/reblogs can i get".
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MONTHLY THEMES
to keep this a fun and organized event, there will be THEMES for each month that this event takes place. the star wars universe is a vast, enormous pool of intricate characters and unique species, so these themes are here to divide and organize — and i am open to other theme suggestions as well! HERE ARE THE THEMES SO FAR — SUBJECT TO CHANGE* - MARCH [FACTIONS] — JEDI AND SITH, REBELS AND IMPERIALS - APRIL [CLONE WARS] — CLONES AND DROIDS - MAY [MANDO MADNESS] — MANDALORIANS & YOUNGLINGS - JUNE [SPECIES SPECIAL] — ANYTHING THAT IS NON-HUMAN! (ex: togrutas, twi'leks, wookies, droids, mirialans, pantorans, etc.) - JULY [ROLE ROULETTE] — (ex: princesses, senators, bounty hunters, pirates, bandits, doctors, medics, pilots, smugglers, etc.) - AUGUST [CLONE WARS] — JEDI, SITH, and CLONES - SEPTEMBER: CREATIVITY CHAOS (anything, everything, and everyone! this theme will allow anything ranging from clones to mandalorians to monsters, bounty hunters, and droid sidekicks )
I AM OPEN TO OTHER THEME IDEAS! repetitive themes will most likely take place until i can get some new ideas in
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RULES
PLEASE READ! — Failure to follow these guidelines will result in your submission being deleted or ignored
SUBMISSIONS WILL ONLY BE OPEN UNTIL THE 15th OF EACH MONTH — this leaves the rest of the month for community and conversation! — submissions must be sent through THIS FORM
Repetitive submissions from the same account/blog are allowed, as well as old and newly created ocs!
NSFW media is accepted as long as it is explicitly stated in the submission! since my blog is an actively NSFW 18+ blog, minors cannot and will not be allowed to participate
the goal of this gallery is to encourage self-submissions, but if you know a friend/mutual/blog that has an oc, you are more than welcome to refer and recommend them! just follow the guidelines in rule #1 to ensure a proper submission.
SUBMISSIONS CAN NOT AND WILL NOT INCLUDE THE FOLLOWING: - oc clonec*st/clonesh*pping - oc master/padawan ships - ocs with racist/harmful traits or implications - any references/mentions of rape/non-con in oc media
if you do the wonderful act of reblogging someone's oc content, PLEASE TAG IT #SW: OC GALLERY so that i can see! this tag would help me witness the growth of this community and see the positivity that this monthly event may spread
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have any questions about the rules? drop into my ask box and i will do my best to answer them!
if you'd like to be tagged in the monthly exhibit posts (the master post where submissions have been finalized and collectively put together), and updates concerning sw: oc gallery, then slide over to this taglist and you'll be added!
questions? comments? concerns? please don't be afraid to DM me privately or anonymously slide into my ask box!
remember: do not use this event to determine the worth of your oc.
every oc is different. every oc is unique. every oc is special. every oc is valued.
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doomedlemur · 5 months
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Good Omens Fanfic Recs
I decided to write up and sort my fanfic recommendations and thoughts, mostly for my own benefit, as an organized list of my favorites for reference. But also, here it is in case anyone's interested.
Heads up, no post-season 2 fix-it fics on this list if that's what you're looking for. Personally I'm content to wait and see on that front.
Also, I'm a sucker for pining, but also headcanon these guys (gn) as demisexual virgins, so nearly all are ace-friendly except the long AUs.
Canon Compliant - short
In general I favor canon compliance and keeping in character. Part of what got me hooked on Good Omens fanfic was the immense breadth of history available to explore with these characters. Let's list in approximate chronological order!
A Letter from “Crawly” to Azirapil (<1k) - Fanfic in Cuneiform. Amazing.
see, how the most dangerous thing is to love (6.8k) - 1185 BC. Crawly and Aziraphale meet during the Trojan War as Achilles mourns Patroclus. Super well-researched and thought out with the Iliad! I'll be looking for more from this writer.
Cat's Charm & Serpent's Sorrow (<1k) - 942 BC. They come upon each other in a temple in Egypt.
Day 7: Alexandria (<1k) - Just a little saving of people and scrolls in the fire.
that old common arbitrator, time (1.1k) - 1602. An epilogue of sorts for the Trojan War one, Crowley and Aziraphale critique Shakespeare's Troilus and Cressida. Lots of fun references.
the stars are the same as ever (4.4k) - Vignettes about Crowley hanging out with astronomers in the 17th century.
Mean It (2k) - The origin of the Apology Dance. 1650, 1793, and 1941 all featured. Short and sweet, very believable. Just as flirty as I imagined.
Good Old-Fashioned Coffee Shop Date (1k) - 1750. Crowley goes to a coffeehouse to start an argument and guess who's also there!
well-versed in etiquette, extraordinarily nice (3k) - Jane Austen, mastermind of the 1810 Clerkenwell Diamond Robbery, brandy-smuggler, master spy, and wrote books too. Well-researched, with Austen-esque prose, and perfectly fills in the background for how Crowley remembers her.
Crossing Paths (3k) - Edinburgh, 1827. Showing how Crowley and Aziraphale crossed paths there, and dropping us off where the Resurrectionists minisode begins. Delightful.
Temporary Tattoo (9.8k) - Okay, this one's arguable on the canon compliance, it's kinda a crack-fic (and feels way more 19th century than 11th so I'm putting it here in the chronology) but I loved it. Crowley's snake tattoo wanders, and he can feel what it feels. (The sequel is also really sweet, though definitely canon divergent.)
I stretch out the time (and now I know why) (6k) - 1960's ineffable wives and what happened to make Aziraphale say Crowley goes too fast.
Orchids and Tea (3k) - A shameless plug for my own fic. Meet the old lady downstairs who Crowley gives his "bad" plants to.
What You've Lost But Never Had (3k) - A sweet outsider POV with Maggie's closeted grandfather.
So You Need To Get Into A.Z. Fell & Co.; Now What? (A Guide For Unfortunate Bookworms) (1.8k) - Handy guide for interpreting the store hours, etc.
All of This is Completely Normal Here (6.8k) - Some pre-armageddon fun with Crowley and Aziraphale being interviewed at a police station. Crowley is a regular and they have bingo cards.
The Disposables (7.5k) - Arguably canon divergent. Surprisingly heartwarming. Eric the Disposable Demon is buds with the Usher.
When You're Through With Life and All Hope is Lost (Friends Will Be Friends) (<1k) - COVID-era ficlet post-Lockdown minisode.
The Last Four Years (11.7k) - Perfectly fills in the gap between the seasons with all the feelings and poor communication that brought us here, from the Ritz to Aziraphale's phone call.
Pointless (1.5k) - An exploration of Crowley as he is at the beginning of season 2, anxious and depressed about the pointlessness of it all.
Been Together Long? (1.2k) - It's so common for fics to depict Crowley as knowingly in love but hiding his feelings for 6000 years. But I don't think he's self-aware enough for that, and I really do believe that was an Oh moment with Nina on the street. This fic is an excellent insight into what he was thinking there.
The Afternoon Lecture (<1k) - A cute little outsider POV fic, set sometime in the Happily Ever After probably.
The Slings and Arrows of Angelic Archery (<1k) - Guess which historical/legendary figure Crowley was! Sadly just a little modern-day conversation about it rather than the actual thing.
A Narrow Escape to the Country (10.7k) - This one is so fun! Crowley and Aziraphale are guests on a house-hunting TV show. (Established relationship with innuendo, but all sexy times are off-camera.)
My Roommate from Hell (5.7k) - Warlock ends up college roommates with Adam, and yeah, Warlock's upbringing made him kinda weird.
Canon Divergent - long
Divergent in that these were written before season 2 came out, so branch off from after season 1.
Demonology and the Tri-Phasic Model of Trauma: An Integrative Approach (99k) - This one is recommended a lot I know, but deservedly so. This was the first GO fanfic I read, as I idly looked to see what had the most kudos. And then I couldn't put it down.
Instructions Not Included (68k) - Plot heavy but excellent. I loved the writing style of this one; it's so evocative with its metaphors, but without being flowery. Sadly left a few unanswered questions since the sequel was abandoned, but it's still well worth reading. Very realistic progression of feelings between Crowley and Aziraphale (intimacy without sexuality).
The Sandford Flower Show (E) (46k) - This was a bit of a painful read with flashbacks to ancient Egypt, but it's very good. Many feels. (Higher sex-drive than I generally prefer for canonverse, so note that E rating.)
Canon Divergent - short
Slow (9.3k) - Adam assumed Crowley and Aziraphale were married and restored the bookshop with a marriage certificate on the wall. Miscommunication and sweetness ensues.
Human AUs - long (modern day)
It took me a while to warm up to the idea of reading AUs, since the immortal natures and powers of Crowley and Aziraphale are so integral to their characters (also I personally don't seek out fanfics for the smut and the highly rec'd ones are nearly always Explicit). But after seeing Slow Show in particular recommended so often, I finally gave it a go. Yes, the human versions of the characters are always different in varying ways, but I've found it really fascinating to see the different ways characters, scenes, and lines get reinterpreted in AUs and have now read way more of them than I expected to.
Slow Show (E) (95k) - I have never in my life read anything (fanfic or otherwise) as emotionally intense as Slow Show. This fic is all lust and angst and I physically felt the agony of it for days while I read. While other fics are also explicit, this is the most mature and "adult" feeling with its themes. Yes this fic is recommended a lot, but its reputation is well earned. However, that said, I wouldn't say it's my favorite.
Old Vines (E) (189k) - Excellent slow burn. This one really captures the aspect of them both being anxious/frustrated under contractual obligations, wishing they could be freer to do their own thing. Truly gratuitous descriptions of all aspects of wine, from growth, production, tasting, and quantity consumed. I learned a lot. Was also actually really inspired by Aziraphale's journey in this.
Or Be Nice (E) (151k) - I wasn't sure I'd like this one at first, but I'm glad I went for it. It's more a character study than a drama. Well done progression from enemies to lovers, and some of the very best conversational dynamics (if a bit of ngk overuse). This one highlights the petty/mischievous sides of Crowley and Aziraphale that are rarely found in fanfics, and the execution is delightful. Loved Anathema in this also.
stalwart sun, wily moon (370k) - (What, a non-explicit long AU??) This fic is amazing. Yes, long, it could use some editing to cut back a tad tbh, but still, amazing. Heist AU with an intriguing plot and life or death stakes. Characters and side characters all really well done, incorporates everything from the botched baby swap to the Great Plan and more. Amazing. Really. Only fic I've bought a physical printing of.
Talk about the weather (81k) - (Technically not explicit but yeah no they have sex.) Weatherman/stormchaser AU. They have an Arrangement. The premise of this one was weird for me because I headcanon Crowley as disliking the rain, but it's good. Not the typical characterizations you see in fics, which was really refreshing. Finally! Someone who remembers Aziraphale is kind of a bastard who doesn't say what he means, and someone who lets Crowley be happy and confident instead of a nervous wreck!
on the same page (E) (117k) - They're both writers. A very good execution of your classic fake marriage. Some lush metaphorical prose. Excellent characterizations on our pair, and the setup preceded by 6 years of intense yearning was just perfect. I do wish the side characters had gotten more fleshed out.
Married at First Sight (146k) - This premise is so silly (though then again the TV show does really exist), but it's actually really well done. The feels nearly made me cry.
Human AUs - long (historical)
On Espionage and Prophecy (E) (133k) - Take the first season 1941 flashback and make it a novel-length human AU. Aziraphale's a bookseller and Crowley's a spy working with him to double-cross the double-crossing Nazis. I will say the plot contrivance sometimes requires a bit of suspension of disbelief, but that's okay, it's fun and has some great pining.
Half Agony, Half Hope (E) (31k) - Regency era AU, but it's not all Jane Austen fantasy-land. We've got some real history lessons here, highlighting the political struggles of the time. This one's on the short side, but doesn't really feel like it; time passes behind the scenes, so the relationship doesn't feel rushed. Overall it's excellent and really deserves more love.
Human AUs - short
On the Ethics of Asking Your Professor on a Date (7.4k) - I kinda wish this one was a bit better with the showing vs. telling in places, but I still found it really charming.
Postcards From Paris (12k) - Crowley starts receiving postcards from an A.Z.F. meant for the previous tenant, and after awhile gets a chance to write back. Very sweet.
Miscellaneous AUs - short
air conditioned, love unconditional (8.8k) - AU where Aziraphale is a ceiling fan and Crowley is an air conditioning unit. Look, it's adorable, okay? (though the ending is kinda silly)
Speaking in Code (8.9k) - Cute queer Outsider POV. Aziraphale and Crowley become college professors in their retirement. Arguably canon compliant, but I'm calling it an AU since I don't really see it happening. A+ for the accurate gender treatment on Aziraphale.
Lit (12.7k) - Technically canon-divergent from the book? Crowley takes a university course on literature and surprise! The book they’re discussing is Good Omens. Crack treated seriously. It works really well actually!
Like a spiral sea unending (1.1k) - Crowley is a black hole, Aziraphale is a giant star. They're drawn to each other like gravity (pun intended).
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musewrangler · 10 months
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Kenobi looked cautiously to the side where a group of Klatoonians lounged in the shadows, They were sizing up the small knot of Imperials.
While the reach of the Empire was long indeed, Palpatine had shown no desire to clash with the powerful Hutt cartel.
Imperial officers and troopers had been robbed and murdered out here before, their bodies given to the vast sands of Tatooine.
It would happen again.
There was only a small garrison on the planet and they were not willing to anger the population of spicers, smugglers, and pirates.
If Obi-Wan was reading the feel of the atmosphere correctly, this little group of Imperials wouldn’t last long here.
And he couldn’t let himself be too concerned about that. Were they not looking for the Lars Homestead he might have tried to subtly guide the Imperials away from the area. But Luke must take the highest priority, and Obi-Wan had to leave them to their fate.
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ficfinder-general · 6 months
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Hey! Looking for a specific Codywan fic. I’m on the hunt but have had no luck yet. This summary will definitely contain spoilers.
Cody and a few other clones (might be like Waxer and Boil? Usual suspects) are on a mission and get captured by some smugglers who turn out to not be smuggling animals, but people. Meanwhile Obi-wan is ALSO on the ship undercover as a sith, and he helps them escape by kissing Cody to slip him the key.
This blog is a lovely idea! Thanks!
Hi, I think this is Smuggled in by GalateaGalvanized :)
There's also a variation of the fic from Obi-Wan's POV called Running Contraband by adiduck!
I'm happy to help, if I can, thanks for asking!
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r0gerr0ger · 7 months
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Once Again, I Have Meaning
Chapter Eight; Ni mir’lo’runi
‘What’s going on?’ Behind, Leia’s voice has a familiar bite to it. ‘What’s happened?’ Obi-Wan shushes her, makes eye-contact with Satine. He too looks cautious, his hand resting awkwardly against his hip, as if ready to draw a blaster. As if ready to draw his saber, Satine thinks, casually. But oh… oh. She’s looking back up at his face with wide eyes when BoShek calls out to her. Satine turns quickly, hurries down the ramp to meet him. Almost like running away, an indiscernible feeling curdling her stomach. She feels weightless. She feels too heavy. The smuggler’ stood apart from the Ugnaught, but she still waits until she’s close before speaking. ‘Where are we?’
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spell-cleaver · 8 months
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Currently obsessed with the Force memory block from Eclipse... AU where Luke willingly agreed to have one placed, for some reason or other? (I may or may not be morbidly curious at all the ways it could fuck up his identity once the block gets removed)
Here we go!
Luke is trying to live a good life, working in a team with Han and Chewie, with no memory of what came before. But when a shadow stalks him and threatens all that he's built with them, he has to confront what exactly it was that he ran away from.
“You took a while getting here,” she observed. “Considering the implicit threat.”
“I didn’t get an implicit threat,” Luke said, ignoring the fact that somehow he’d known what was going to happen, the moment he sensed her blood-slick presence following him across the rooftops. His hands didn’t shake on his blasters. He was used to showdowns—just not showdowns quite this intense. “And I was being careful.”
She laughed under her breath. “You’re a reckless bastard,” she said. “You’ve never been careful a day in your life.” She sounded like Han, a comparison that briefly seemed so absurd that Luke had to huff a laugh himself. She raised her eyebrows but seemed… pleased… by the sound.
Her gaze flicked up and down him: his blasters, his castoff clothes from Han, his too-small boots that pinched his feet even as he stood there. “Look at you.” He didn’t appreciate her tone: it was half-sneer, half-tease. She had all the intimacy of a childhood bully. “A smuggler, scampering through Hutt Space. Is this what you chose?”
“I didn’t exactly have much of a choice,” he said carefully.
Her tone flattened into something as smooth and sharp as glass. “You had every choice.”
Read the rest on AO3!
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cosmicoceanfic · 9 months
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“Lord Vader-“ a nervous looking officer starts as the ship takes off.
“No pleasantries,” he growls. “Who was it that attacked me and destroyed the Death Star?”
“Er.” The officer consults a datapad. “We’re still gathering preliminary reports, but it is our understanding that the pilots who shot you are a smuggler named Han Solo and a Wookiee named Chewbacca. We have Imperial records of Solo, he’s a deserter who liberated the Wookiee before he left.”
“And the pilot who destroyed the Death Star?”
“He and a-“ he checks the datapad again. “Ben Kenobi contracted Solo and the Wookiee to take them towards Alderaan from Tatooine, we believe they were in possession of the R2 unit and the protocol droid belonging to Princess Leia. A… Luke Skywalker.”
What?
If Vader’s stomach functioned normally still, the bottom would have dropped out of it.
The officer flies backwards with a choking sound, pinned to the wall of the shuttle. Vader advances on him, seething.
“What did you say?” He demands. “What did you say?”
“On Tatooine-“ the officer chokes. “With Kenobi-“
“His name!” Vader thunders. “His name!”
A Vader redemption arc, properly.
Revenantverse has DROPPED!
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