A lifetime passed before he awoke.
When consciousness stirred him from the starless void, overhead lights spiked his eyes, blinding him to his surroundings. He might as well have still been asleep, for all he could see.
He squinted on reflex. Reflex was all he could manage at the moment.
Voices murmured in the light.
“Oh, doctor? His eyes are open, but I do hope he’s actually awake this time.”
“Neural activity is stable. He should be conscious, if not communicative.”
“Well, then—hello, Grievous. Can you hear me? Or speak, for that matter?”
The voice was talking to him.
He could speak. Something told him he could, something beyond instinct, and just as instinct tried to work a nonexistent jaw, tongue and lips, the something beyond shut that nonsense down in a cold, precise instant. It had no words, yet it taught him how to generate them.
“Y...y-yes,” he managed to force out, and the sound grated on his senses, strident, discordant.
“Ah, wonderful.” The words oozed with palpable self-satisfaction. “You’ll be pleased to learn that the operation has been a success. There is truly nothing that cannot be accomplished with the proper application of a great deal of money.”
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A lifetime passed before he awoke.
When consciousness stirred him from the starless void, overhead lights spiked his eyes, blinding him to his surroundings. He might as well have still been asleep, for all he could see.
He squinted on reflex. Reflex was all he could manage at the moment.
Voices murmured in the light.
“Oh, doctor? His eyes are open, but I do hope he’s actually awake this time.”
“Neural activity is stable. He should be conscious, if not communicative.”
“Well, then—hello, Grievous. Can you hear me? Or speak, for that matter?”
The voice was talking to him.
He could speak. Something told him he could, something beyond instinct, and just as instinct tried to work a nonexistent jaw, tongue and lips, the something beyond shut that nonsense down in a cold, precise instant. It had no words, yet it taught him how to generate them.
“Y...y-yes,” he managed to force out, and the sound grated on his senses, strident, discordant.
“Ah, wonderful.” The words oozed with palpable self-satisfaction. “You’ll be pleased to learn that the operation has been a success. There is truly nothing that cannot be accomplished with the proper application of a great deal of money.”
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Hey Inoni, I wanted to ask what happened to bentilais after the crash, since he survived the crash in the legends comics. Do we get to know what happened to him in your fanfic or how he survived? (if he survived in your fanfic)
Bentilais did indeed survive! (I couldn’t imagine changing that) However, it’s not easy to bring up in the context of Sahuldeem. In the original script it DOES get revealed (only to the reader), but I’m honestly still deciding whether to adapt that scene at all or shift things around to make mention of it at a different point. Will cross that bridge when I come to it. 🤔 That said, it would be interesting to explore what happened to Beni in the aftermath of the crash in, say, a short story. We shall seee~
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“What if I told you that there was a way for you to fight again?”
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“What if I told you that there was a way for you to fight again?”
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Hey, this is relevant again after 7 years~
Eclipse
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Watching the Tales of the Empire trailer with no prior knowledge: “Meh.”
Spotting battle droids defoliating Dathomir: “…Wait. Could it be?”
Finally seeing the blue and green lightsabers: “HELLO THERE!!!”
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“So it wasn’t enough for them, to doom my people, to leave us broken, starving, dying? They had to come back for me—the Martyr—my Izvoshra—they had to finish me off, like this?!” A snarl escaped his chest, the ventilator working doubly hard to match his heaving breaths. “Well, I am not finished yet! They should have killed me themselves, face to face—the cowards—Jedi scum! I—I-I—they…” He broke off, wheezing, then began coughing furiously. His arm flinched in the direction of his face in a vain attempt to cover a mouth that was no longer whole or functional with a hand that wasn’t there. The coughs transformed into wracking, electronically distorted sobs, the anger to misery. “They—they took everything from me.”
San Hill’s smile faded, not out of sympathy, though perhaps there was a shred of pity buried in his rotten core. He gave Qymaen a minute to himself, who seemed to have forgotten the Muun was even there. When he did speak again, it was with gentle, silky menace, as he placed his hand on the outside of the bacta tank. “Grievous, my dear, old friend. You said it yourself a moment ago: you are not finished. You survived.”
“What sort of life is this?” demanded Qymaen, wretched. “I am useless to my people. I—I can’t return to them. I can’t fight. If I can’t fight, I-I am...nothing.”
San Hill leaned close to the transparisteel, breath pluming against its surface. “What if I told you that there was a way for you to fight again? To move. To run. To shoot. To kill.”
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“So it wasn’t enough for them, to doom my people, to leave us broken, starving, dying? They had to come back for me—the Martyr—my Izvoshra—they had to finish me off, like this?!” A snarl escaped his chest, the ventilator working doubly hard to match his heaving breaths. “Well, I am not finished yet! They should have killed me themselves, face to face—the cowards—Jedi scum! I—I-I—they…” He broke off, wheezing, then began coughing furiously. His arm flinched in the direction of his face in a vain attempt to cover a mouth that was no longer whole or functional with a hand that wasn’t there. The coughs transformed into wracking, electronically distorted sobs, the anger to misery. “They—they took everything from me.”
San Hill’s smile faded, not out of sympathy, though perhaps there was a shred of pity buried in his rotten core. He gave Qymaen a minute to himself, who seemed to have forgotten the Muun was even there. When he did speak again, it was with gentle, silky menace, as he placed his hand on the outside of the bacta tank. “Grievous, my dear, old friend. You said it yourself a moment ago: you are not finished. You survived.”
“What sort of life is this?” demanded Qymaen, wretched. “I am useless to my people. I—I can’t return to them. I can’t fight. If I can’t fight, I-I am...nothing.”
San Hill leaned close to the transparisteel, breath pluming against its surface. “What if I told you that there was a way for you to fight again? To move. To run. To shoot. To kill.”
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Thanks for including Sahuldeem! :)
PART 1 OF 2 (FICS ONLY)
Thank you so much to everyone that submitted recommendations this week! There was SO MUCH content, I have to split this week's summary into two parts! A comprehensive list of this week’s fic submissions can be found under the cut! Recommendations are organized by show/media, and any main pairings will be listed after the title.
✨ = 18+ content
🪐 = contains spoilers of a currently running show
Fics:
The Clone Wars:
✨ Rooftop Reunion (Commander Fox x f!Reader) by @wings-and-beskar
✨ Sweet True Lies (Commander Fox x OC Keeda Ionza) by @sleepingsun501
I Fits I Sits (Captain Rex x OC Mira) by @kimiheartblade
Cyare (Clone Trooper Sister x f!Reader) by @imarvelatthestars
It Happened Quiet by @mercurydancer
An Unexpected Chance by @mercurydancer
For This Republic I Will Bleed by @captora
The Bad Batch:
✨Stars Beyond Number (Echo x Riyo Chuchi, Gregor x OC Cerra Kilian) by @dystopicjumpsuit
✨ Exigency (Captain Howzer x f!Reader) by @the-rain-on-kamino
🪐 (TBB S3) She Walks in Starlight (Clone Trooper Sister x f!Reader) by @imarvelatthestars
A Dead Traitor is a Good Traitor by @hellowkatey
🪐 (TBB S3) Revelation by RheaShay (AO3)
The Book of Boba Fett:
✨ Golden (Garsa Fwip x Fennec Shand) by @btwxsixesandsevens
Star Wars Prequel Trilogy:
Shattered Sunrise (Mace Windu x OC Danica Morrow) by @pickleprickle
Sahuldeem by @inonibird
Agwe by @jedi-valjean
Batman:
Home Is Where the Heart Is by LittleLadybugs (AO3)
The Lone Ranger Never Had To Deal With Bruce Wayne by @theskeptileptic
Your Hands Are To Loud by BatFamily_shenanigans (AO3)
Have We Met Before? by @lulurythmea
Soft Robin, Sleepy Robin, Little Ball of Trauma by @iselsis
Surprise by Racoonwriter (AO3)
Patty Cake, Patty Cake, My Brother Ran Away by That_Hippie_Chick (AO3)
Play it Again by @jazz020
The Cold (My Burning Promise) by BlueKappa (AO3)
Brotherly Wisdom by @olivia-anderson-fanfic
Late by breathingsentences (AO3)
Not Him by @animemangasoul
Hetalia: Axis Powers:
A Matter of Time by @cultureandseptember
A Matter of Course by @cultureandseptember
TELL ME A PIECE OF YOUR HISTORY by @cultureandseptember
Crossover AUs:
Tanjiro & Kagome: A Taishō-Heisei Friendship (Demon Slayer X InuYasha Crossover) by Splashpointparabox (AO3)
Life Anew (Batman X Detroit: Become Human Crossover) by BrickSheep (AO3)
Steer Yourself (Any Direction You Choose) (The Clone Wars X The Murderbot Diaries Crossover) by antonomasia09 (AO3)
The Five Tenets That Mandalorians Must Follow (and the One Thing Worth Breaking Them For) (The Mandalorian X The Murderbot Diaries Crossover) by @urisarang
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Qymaen woke to a wash of lurid green.
No part of what he experienced in his first minute of consciousness made sense to him. Warm liquid pressed in on all sides, pinning him in suspension, but it was too thick to be water. Numbness hung heavy through his body, though the slightest tension of muscles or flexing of joints sparked incredible pain that set him gasping. The sharp intake of air threw him into further confusion as he realized there was something on his face, something that aided almost aggressively in his breathing, pushing and pulling at his lungs with a mechanical hiss that made his scales crawl. There were other noises, all muffled: a bone-shivering, droning hum, the purr of circulating fluid, an ensemble of beeps sounding off at regular intervals. The rhythm of the beeping stuttered as he slowly blinked and took in his surroundings. A cavernous room loomed beyond his bubble of warmth, evocative of the subterranean entrance to Abesmi, but he could make out little more than that.
Nor did he care to.
He closed his eyes, trying to will this strange, painful world to slip away.
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Qymaen woke to a wash of lurid green.
No part of what he experienced in his first minute of consciousness made sense to him. Warm liquid pressed in on all sides, pinning him in suspension, but it was too thick to be water. Numbness hung heavy through his body, though the slightest tension of muscles or flexing of joints sparked incredible pain that set him gasping. The sharp intake of air threw him into further confusion as he realized there was something on his face, something that aided almost aggressively in his breathing, pushing and pulling at his lungs with a mechanical hiss that made his scales crawl. There were other noises, all muffled: a bone-shivering, droning hum, the purr of circulating fluid, an ensemble of beeps sounding off at regular intervals. The rhythm of the beeping stuttered as he slowly blinked and took in his surroundings. A cavernous room loomed beyond his bubble of warmth, evocative of the subterranean entrance to Abesmi, but he could make out little more than that.
Nor did he care to.
He closed his eyes, trying to will this strange, painful world to slip away.
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Wait, candles are cool
but also consider:
s o a p ?
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An acrid billow of hot smoke penetrated the depths of his hood, and he turned away from the wind. They were close enough now that his maneuver scarcely managed to alleviate the choking reek; the wreckage of the Kaleesh shuttle scattered the waves all around their vessel, flames lashing through the darkness and warming the cool ocean air.
Small spotlights illuminated the choppy surface of the sea, guiding the aqua droids to their target, half-submerged in the water some distance from the bulk of the smoldering debris. He watched as they swam their cables out toward the bobbing, damaged cockpit, cracking its canopy open like a bivalve and clambering inside to secure the asset. The anchored cables began winching the droids back to the ship, a tortured screech of metal on metal in dire need of lubricant. With a gesture, he directed the IG-series units to step forward and help the aqua droids haul a tattered shape up over the side of the ship to drop, unresisting and dripping brine, at his feet.
Count Dooku stared down at a promise.
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An acrid billow of hot smoke penetrated the depths of his hood, and he turned away from the wind. They were close enough now that his maneuver scarcely managed to alleviate the choking reek; the wreckage of the Kaleesh shuttle scattered the waves all around their vessel, flames lashing through the darkness and warming the cool ocean air.
Small spotlights illuminated the choppy surface of the sea, guiding the aqua droids to their target, half-submerged in the water some distance from the bulk of the smoldering debris. He watched as they swam their cables out toward the bobbing, damaged cockpit, cracking its canopy open like a bivalve and clambering inside to secure the asset. The anchored cables began winching the droids back to the ship, a tortured screech of metal on metal in dire need of lubricant. With a gesture, he directed the IG-series units to step forward and help the aqua droids haul a tattered shape up over the side of the ship to drop, unresisting and dripping brine, at his feet.
Count Dooku stared down at a promise.
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Guys this was not an idle threat
Me: Gosh, making my own candles would be a fun little project to try out sometime, maybe I should do it~ :3
Also me: Wouldn't it be neat if I made a bunch of unique scents that shared a theme or came from the same story? :3c
Also also me: Zigmash Simsu Kuninda Ulekni Seshu Zuulum Tukbrush Sandanul Nuurma Kushlal 83c
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