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cabezadeperro · 5 months

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hi there! 💖 for Cody/Fox if you’re vibing with it

unfortunately i am always vibing with cody/fox (also sorry i don't think this was what you asked for ahdghkhghkdhkgh)

post order 66, fox lives au & purge trooper!cody.

💖 rough kiss / hot and heavy / making out

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“I thought you were dead.”

The shuttle rattles—they’re leaving atmo. Fox shifts his weight and says nothing. Cody scoffs and shakes his head. He’s still wearing most of his shell: the black plates reflect the red emergency lights, and so do his eyes, shining like twin flames in the dark. His hair is the shortest that Fox has ever seen, buzzed close to the skin, and he looks—sharp. Too thin, all his edges out there for the world to see.

His wrists are shackled together, the heavy handcuffs resting on his lap where he’s buckled to one of the jump seats. He seems perfectly unconcerned about his situation, and Fox can’t quite decide if it’s real or just for show.

“I know,” he finally says. “It was on purpose.”

Cody blinks. Fox wonders: did he grieve? Did Cody grieve for him? The chip allows it—that’s not what it’s for. Grief isn’t useful.

“How?”

Fox shrugs. “Many people died in the last few days of the war,” he points out.

“But not you,” Cody says. He sounds thoughtful. He’s not looking at Fox but at his own hands.

The shuttle’s getting ready to jump. It’s an old model, with a boring transponder code. It has a crappy hyperdrive, a tiny fresher and a couple pull-down cots folded over the seats. The hold is full—mostly junk. Trinkets. Fox will find somewhere to sell them after he delivers Cody to the Rebellion.

He doubts he’ll see Cody again. Fox’s not welcome where they are going, and he dislikes spending time among birthers anyway.

Fox looks away. Six hours. These are the last six hours he’ll spend in Cody’s presence, and then he’ll—leave. He’ll leave Cody in his captain’s hands and then he’ll leave forever.

It’s so strange. A lifetime in each other’s pockets, and then the war, and then this: sharing the relative quiet of a shitty, rattling old shuttle after the end of the world.

“Fox,” Cody says suddenly. Fox blinks and turns to look at him. Cody’s already staring at him: the dim light makes the bruises on his face look deeper, the blood on his chin seem black. “I think I fucking hate you.”

Fox snorts. It hurts, the laughing and the words. He leaves his place to the side, next to the door to the cockpit, and approaches his brother.

“You’re not the only one,” he tells Cody. Cody rolls his eyes, and it makes him look so—young, that for a beat Fox almost forgets himself.

“I’m glad you’re not dead,” he replies, and then leans back in his seat, a weird little smile on his face. Half smug smirk, half something else, both off and profoundly familiar.

He looks up at Fox, the lights sliding down his cheekbones and the bridge of his nose, legs sprawled. His boot knocks against Fox’s foot, once, twice, then stays.

“You may be the only one,” Fox tells him.

This is a mistake—Cody’s brilliant and Cody’s ruthless.

Fox leans forward, places his hands on the armrests of Cody’s seat. The shackles clink. They are heavy, cumbersome things. Cody smells of blood and sweat and blaster discharge and melted plastoid. Fox breathes him in: he wants to open his mouth and let it all rest on his tongue, filling his brain.

He still kisses like he used to. Fox feels himself moan into his mouth, Cody biting at his lips and sucking on his tongue, straining against the buckles and the weight of his handcuffs. Fox allows it for long, long seconds—Cody’s breath on his lips and on his chin, the taste of him, the way he sounds.

It takes him longer than Fox expected. He tries to go for Fox’s blaster, Fox steps away, and then it’s back to sleep, Cody’s head lolling against the seat. Fox wipes his wet mouth, still breathing hard, his lips tingling, and puts away the injector.

His heart is beating hard inside his chest, and he feels—Fox finds he feels worse now. He sits down on the jumpseat next to Cody’s, and when Cody’s head ends up resting on his shoulder he allows it.

I’ll miss you.

Fox leans his cheek on Cody’s shaved head, his growing hair soft against his skin, and closes his eyes.

#codyfox #commander cody #commander fox #ship snippets #maría writes #cloneshipping

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feral-ballad · 3 months

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Dulce María Loynaz, tr. by James O’Connor, from Absolute Solitude: Selected Poems

[Text ID: “Your hands have a strange clarity. Have you been walking among the stars?”]

#dulce maría loynaz #hands #tenderness #love #stars #excerpts #writings #literature #poetry #fragments #selections #words #quotes #poetry collection #typography

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thoughtkick · 7 months

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To build up a library is to create a life. It’s never just a random collection of books.

Carlos María Domínguez

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perfectquote · 6 months

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To build up a library is to create a life. It’s never just a random collection of books.

Carlos María Domínguez

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thehopefulquotes · 5 months

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To build up a library is to create a life. It’s never just a random collection of books.

Carlos María Domínguez

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resqectable · 1 month

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To build up a library is to create a life. It’s never just a random collection of books.

Carlos María Domínguez

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kamwilliamsonn · 1 year

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I'm okay - Mapi León

based off request here

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You woke up to soft kisses placed all over your face. "Mi amor, es hora de despertar." My love, it's time to wake up." ("My love, it's time to wake up.")

You let out a groan and roll over. "Es el día del juego, mi amor". ("It's game day, my love.")

Your eyes fluttered open, a soft frown fluttering on your face. "Tengo un mal presentimiento sobre el partido de hoy, mi vida". ("I have a bad feeling about today's game, my life.")

Mapi frowned softly, her hair coming up to move your bed hair from your face. "No pasará nada, no conmigo allí. Me aseguraré de ello". ("Nothing will happen, not with me there. I'll make sure of it.")

She was wrong.

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You'd ended up missing the ball entirely, catching her ankles and sending her to the floor in pain.

You'd stood up instantly, putting a hand out to help her out. But when she doesn't get back up, one of her teammates are instantly in your face, screaming at you and pushing you away.

Mapi was one movement away from stepping in, one more move and she'd get the person on you.

"Look, I'm sorry, I know, I didn't mean to!" You tried defending yourself, switching to English in hopes that she'd understand you. "Is she okay? Are you okay?" You asked the girl on the floor, about to move forward one more time when a fist came swinging at your face.

You dropped to the floor, holding your face as it bled, but you were instantly up when you heard an unrecognisable voice.

"¿Cómo te atreves? Ella no fue su intención. No, no me toques. No me importa si me cardas. ¡Mírala! No fue su intención, ¡mira lo que hiciste!" ("How dare you? She didn't mean to. No, don't touch me. I don't care if you card me. Look at her! She didn't mean to, look what you did!")

"Mapi, Mapi, mi amor, mi vida, estoy bien, vamos, estoy bien". ("Mapi, Mapi, my love, my life, I'm fine, come on, I'm fine".) You told her, one hand still holding your definitely broken nose as you stepped in between her and the player who punched you.

"Estás sangrando, eso no está bien". ("You're bleeding, that's not alright.")

You tried to wipe the blood off your hand so you could hope her with both but you just had to cover it back up due to the immense pain, Mapi was seeing red. She had to calm down.

"I'm okay." You switched to your first language. "I'm okay, darling, I'm okay. I'm going to be subbed off, and sorted out. And I'll be okay. It just means you'll have to be careful with my wake up kisses."

"You told me you had a bad feeling." She told you, regretting not just staying in bed. Feeling your body against hers.

"I know. But tomorrow, we have a day off, and we can sleep all day."

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You were wrong about that too.

Mapi had never been the most patient person ever, she'd woken up at 6am, and just laid with you, watching your chest go up and down with each breath, God, you were so perfect in her eyes.

She'd done that for an hour before she creeped out of bed and to the kitchen, waking you up with breakfast in bed and soft kisses placed over every inch of your undamaged skin, making sure to leave your broken nose well enough alone.

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I actually kinda love this- Mapi León is the love of my life, and this is in celebration of her goal today (and the request of course)

As always, my requests are in fact open, feel free to send anything woso and I'll give it my best shot

#woso x reader #woso imagine #woso #woso imagines #mapi leon x reader #mapi león #maría león #fc barcelone #barcelona femeni #kamden writes

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stay-close · 3 months

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To build up a library is to create a life. It’s never just a random collection of books.

Carlos María Domínguez

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surqrised · 3 months

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To build up a library is to create a life. It’s never just a random collection of books.

Carlos María Domínguez

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quotefeeling · 1 year

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To build up a library is to create a life. It’s never just a random collection of books.

Carlos María Domínguez

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perfectfeelings · 11 months

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To build up a library is to create a life. It’s never just a random collection of books.

Carlos María Domínguez

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cabezadeperro · 13 days

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wip wednesday

Kenobi’s hand is heavy and warm on his shoulder. Cody jumps, turns to look at him—his jaw brushes the general’s knuckles, and then he’s letting go of Cody and clearing his throat. They’re close enough that Cody can see his blond lashes, the delicate network of wrinkles around his eyes, the small scar on his cheekbone. Last year. The larty he was on got shot down, and he made it out fine except for that slash on his face, deep enough it needed stitches, deep enough it cut almost to the bone. Cody still remembers the way he looked while one of the medics treated him—blood dripping down his face and into his beard and staining the neck of his robes and the dusty fabric of his trousers, red on his bone-white face. Cody raises an eyebrow at him—Kenobi raises one at Cody right back, and then they’re back to normal, back to Coruscant and to the empty meeting room, and Kenobi’s first too close and then dancing away in that way he has that makes it look like he’s exactly where he wanted to be in the first place. “Go home, Cody,” he says. He smiles, eyes warm but wary, holds it for an instant, and then his smile goes crooked. “You look like you’re half a second from biting my head off.”

#codywan #commander cody #obi wan kenobi #maría writes

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feral-ballad · 1 year

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Dulce María Loynaz, from These Are Not Sweet Girls: Poetry by Latin American Women; "Time"

[Text ID: "The kiss I didn't give you / has become a star inside me..."]

#dulce maría loynaz #love #longing #kiss #star #excerpts #writings #literature #poetry #fragments #selections #words #quotes #typography #poetry collection #poetry in translation

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thoughtkick · 2 years

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To build up a library is to create a life. It’s never just a random collection of books.

Carlos María Domínguez

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crucifiedlovers · 1 year

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I think it was Faulkner who once said that when you strike a match in a dark wilderness it is not in order to see anything better lighted, but just in order to see how much more darkness there is around. I think that literature does mainly that. It is not really supposed to ‘answer’ things, not even to make them clearer, but rather to explore – often blindly – the huge areas of darkness, and show them better.

Javier Marías, ‘Exclusive Q&A: Spanish Author Javier Marías’ (Interviewed by. Flavorpill)

#Javier Marías #writing #quote #literature #interview #words #lit #william faulkner

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light-miracles · 4 months

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Alice: *burst through the door* YOU TWO ARE HAVING SEX!

Bella: *reading a magazine*

María: *playing a solitaire* Are we? Isabella, why didn't you tell me? I would have taken my clothes off.

Bella: I mean, she's not wrong.

María: Still.

#María was in the neighborhood #Just brainstorming again since I don't have enough time to write the whole thing #twilight #twilight renaissance #twilight renascence #Alice is jealous #Jealous Alice gives me life #Bella found a sexy latina vampire and took her home #María thinks Bella is the weirdest human on earth but alas she's not scared and can't kill her so it's new for her #She's also petty and annoying Jasper's new mate is a plus #Jasper finds himself very sexually confused #Bellice #Bellria #Alice cullen #Bella swan #María de Monterrey #Maria de Monterrey #María #Maria

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