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Reclamation by detectivejigsaw for cherryblog
Fandoms: Star Wars Prequel Trilogy, Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars: Obi-Wan Kenobi (TV), Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types
06 Jul 2025
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In which, through yet another tragedy, Luke ends up being raised by Ben Kenobi out in the deserts of Tatooine-until he's almost nine years old, and a scary black droid claiming to be his father shows up to take both of them away.
From another point of view, Darth Vader discovers that his family might not be as completely destroyed as he thought, and decides that he's going to make sure he never loses them again-by physical force if necessary.Based on a fic by cherryblog, who in turn based it on a series by Icarus_is_flying; how's THAT for meta?
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07 Jul 2025
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Now Mira stood outside Zoey’s door, heart tapping a frantic rhythm under her ribs. The hallway felt too quiet. Every creak of the floor echoed like it might be footsteps—but it never was.
She knocked, light but clear. “Zo?”
No answer.
She hesitated, then knocked again. “Zoey?” Her voice cracked a little on the full name.
Still nothing.
Her hand stayed on the door longer this time, like maybe Zoey could feel it. Like maybe that would be enough.
“I didn’t mean what I said like that,” she said softly. “I mean—I meant the words, yeah. But not like that. Not to make you feel like you were too much.”
Her voice faltered.
“I was frustrated. Not with you. Just… with how you kept saying you were fine. And I know that’s what you do, but—” she exhaled, her forehead pressing lightly against the door. “You don’t have to pretend with us. With me.”
She knocked once more, more tentative this time. “Zoey…?”
Silence.
Her hand dropped to her side, guilt crashing back down like a wave.
“…Yeah,” she muttered. “I deserve that.”
or.
Zoey gets sick, tries to hide it, and convinces herself that Mira and Rumi have enough to deal with—without being a burden, too.
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04 Jul 2025
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a crown of white lilies by Euinoia
Fandoms: Elden Ring (Video Game), Elden Ring Nightreign (Video Game)
09 Jun 2025
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Chloe would whisper to her, small things: complaints about her tutors, secret dreams about running away, quiet frustrations about dresses that didn’t fit quite right.
“You’re lucky,” she said once, resting her hand against Daphne’s shoulder like the doll could hold her grief. “No one ever lies to you.”
Daphne didn’t understand lies. But she remembered the warmth of Chloe’s hands.
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04 Jul 2025
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The fan signing had gone well. Zoey spent nearly an hour chatting with fans, signing albums, scribbling goofy doodles, exchanging inside jokes with longtime supporters, and even pausing to reassure a shy teen that her own art was amazing. Every time she laughed, Mira stole a fond glance, and Rumi beamed, soaking up the warm energy. Eventually, though, the mood soured. She remembered how back in high school Tina and her friends would corner her at her locker, mock her thrift-store clothes, call her a psycho artist, spread rumors she was violent and unhinged just for being weird. Those memories burned as she saw them now, Tina and her old clique, waltzing up with smug little grins that made her stomach turn.
“Wow,” Tina drawled. “Zoey the rapper now? Still making up nursery rhymes?”
Zoey didn’t miss a beat. “Cute you came all this way on your lunch break. What is it now, cashier at a store that sells broken dreams?”
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Zoey protecting herself and her love ones, Vaild crash out
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02 Jul 2025
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And that’s when she sees her.
Around twenty feet away, half-concealed in shadow, stands the figure peering out from behind a tree.
A girl. Pale-haired. Slight. Masked.
The one Maelle keeps seeing.
The girl is watching them. Has been for some time, apparently. Her single, remaining eye reflects the moonlight faintly, unreadable behind its veil of exhaustion. She doesn’t flinch when Maelle looks at her.
Maelle drops her arm. Relaxes her fingers. There’s no need to call forth her weapon.
Not with her.
“Hi,” Maelle says softly. “Alicia, right?”
A moment of hesitation. Then, a small nod.
“You hungry?”
Maelle finds a watchful ghost at the edge of camp. She invites her for dinner.
--Day 1: Insult To Injury - Hurt and Ill
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