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Duality of Time Notes/Outlines by QuirkCirc for LazyErik
Fandoms: Star Wars Sequel Trilogy
24 Apr 2022
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Just all my notes/outlines for my reylo fic since Erik has been bugging me for them. Also some fic canon AUs and deleted scene(s)
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- Part 2 of Duality of Time
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“You’re Ben’s, aren’t you?”
Hanzo’s Adam's apple bobs in his throat.
“Yes.”
Han sighs and sinks into the pilot’s chair.
“Leia’s going to be happy, I guess. She always wanted grandkids.” Hanzo blinks sleepily at the mention of his grandmother. “Though I doubt this is how either of us thought it was going to happen.”
“Gods, dad, you’re heavy.” Bente complains as she drags Kylo Ren's limp body through the snow and to the TIE fighter she ‘liberated’. She prays to the Force she’ll make it in time before the planet explodes. “What are they feeding you? You’re huge.”
In which Hanzo and Bente time travel. And save a couple of lives along the way.
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- Part 1 of Duality of Time
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“Hold on, little guy, I got you, I got you. It’s gonna be alright, sweetheart.”
I know, Gus thinks, savoring the heat of his humans even if it’s not enough to chase away the chill that’s enveloped him. You’re here. Of course, I’m going to be alright.
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Vanya is tired and in need of cuddles by QuirkCirc for LazyErik
Fandoms: The Umbrella Academy (TV)
23 May 2020
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Vanya is always tired. It’s something she’d learned to accept as the years passed by and that bone-weary exhaustion ceased to leave. She’s tired, even more so after finding out that her father had lied to her for years, starting the apocalypse (thus killing everyone on the planet), and then being flung back into her thirteen-year-old body.
She wants nothing more than to lay down and sleep for a few thousand years. Well, almost. She’d like it even more if her siblings would stop skittering around her like she was some kind of bomb or-
Oh. Right. She is. A bomb that is. A very, sleep-deprived bomb.
“Scoot over,” Vanya demands sleepily.
“Vanya?” Her brother questions incredulously, eyes wide as Vanya nudges him over and climbs in.
“G’night.” The girl mumbles and wraps herself in his blankets.
“Vanya?” Ben tries again. “Vanya?”
A soft snore is his only reply._
Or, the six times Vanya goes on the hunt for cuddles and the one time she doesn’t have to.