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Et me laisser couler entre tes bras. by tipitina
Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Prequel Trilogy
30 Nov 2025
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Après moult péripéties, Obi-Wan décide que c'en est assez et change le plan de vol pour faire une cure thermale.
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Les jeux sont faits by tipitina for shakeskp
Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Prequel Trilogy
05 Oct 2025
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"— Je te propose un jeu, dit-Obi-Wan."
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A la suite d'un problème technique, Anakin et Obi-Wan se retrouvent coincés sur une lune quasi inhabitée. Il va bien falloir s'occuper. -
Le coup de la panne by tipitina for shakeskp
Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Prequel Trilogy
04 May 2025
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Le véhicule rendit l’âme dans un dernier soupir d’agonie. Son pilote pinça les lèvres et fronça les sourcils.
À ses côtés, son passager irradiait d’amusement.
— Est-ce que tu me fais le coup de la panne, Obi-Wan ?
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Dans la pénombre, une étincelle by tipitina
Fandoms: Star Wars: Obi-Wan Kenobi (TV), Star Wars - All Media Types
05 Apr 2025
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Il glissa les mains sous le menton et trouva l’encoche. Le heaume tomba en morceaux de chaque côté de Vador dans un sifflement de dépressurisation strident. Il put enfin contempler le visage marbré de cicatrices. Délicatement, il vint poser ses paumes sur les joues meurtries.
Je t'en supplie.
Avait-il jamais réussi à dire non à Anakin ?
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Spaciostation by tipitina for shakeskp
Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Prequel Trilogy
11 Jan 2025
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"Obi-Wan finit sa tasse sur un rire. Dex lui fit un clin d’œil et repartit en cuisine, laissant derrière lui une carte de données, discrètement dissimulée sous l’addition. Il n’était pas venu pour ça à l’origine. Une longue journée de réunions au Haut Conseil, un rendez-vous avec Bail qui avait réussi à le caler dans son emploi du temps de chancelier, tout avait eu raison de son énergie. Il avait eu besoin d’un remontant."
Obi-Wan fait une pause bien méritée après une longue journée.
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“Say something.” Ilya asks “in Russian. For me.”
Then softly, carefully, he does. “Я всё ещё скучный.“ I’m still boring. He tried to add humour to it. But he doesn’t know if it reached.
Still, Ilya's breath catches.“Oh.” He says like he’s just been handed something precious. “You’re perfect.”
Or, Shane had been learning Russian the whole time.
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14 Feb 2026
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Take that, Scott Hunter by makenalei
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
09 Jan 2026
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No one ever thought that anyone in the NHL would top Scott Hunter's epic coming out, Scott included. He watches in real time as he's ousted as reigning NHL queer icon. Naturally, it had to be Rozanov to do it.
Or: An alternative ending to the plane crash that wasn't in the Long Game.
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13 Feb 2026
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Now, he’s at the airport on his way to Tampa for the fucking All-Star Game where he will not only be on the same team as Hollander but where he will also be his captain and center, and fucking Hollander is staring at him half naked from a fucking magazine stand like he’s daring Ilya to buy the magazine.
He isn’t going to buy it, of course.
OR; Ilya watches Rose Landry put lipstick marks on one Shane Hollander and loses his fucking mind.
Bookmarked by tipitina
12 Feb 2026
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The second dinner goes better than the first.
(Shane is his mother's son.)
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01 Feb 2026
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salt in the wound by abbadonfxth
Fandoms: Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
08 Dec 2025
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Cliff was only aiming to push the guy off the puck, maybe disrupt his stride long enough to give Rozanov time to catch up, but Hollander wasn’t expecting the hit, and it caught him at an awkward angle, knocking one of his legs out from under him.
Cliff watched as he slid uncontrolled, his momentum carrying him into the boards ahead of them at full speed. His shoulder hit first, but then Cliff heard his helmet hit the boards with a deafening crack.
For a moment, the arena was deathly silent, as though the whole crowd was holding its breath. Cliff dropped to a crouch above Hollander’s body, still splayed out on the ice. There was blood streaming out of his nose. He wasn’t moving.
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