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‘Yaim'ol’ by RoosjeM
Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Prequel Trilogy, Star Wars Original Trilogy, The Mandalorian (TV)
28 Jul 2025
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“Where did your rescuer go?”
“Me'ven? He was just here… I owe him a life debt.”
“Goodluck trying to tell him that.” A nearby foodtender muttered, “He’s of the Old Way. They don’t accept life debts.”
“A Traditionalist?”
“Nyac. The Olden Way.” The Mando shrugged.
The Olden Way held different values from most Resol’nare. Their Creed kept their Ways close, they kept their secrets with their lives. It was difficult to find information on them because they themselves were hard to find. They were ghosts.
The only reason Jaster knew that much was because one of his closer Verde was once of a Covert. His Creed was broken and while he sought Redemption to return in the beginning, he found his soulmate who was not of his Creed.
“Olden Way or not, our tendons have granted him the life debt of my ad and me. One for saving his life, and one because I failed to be there to protect it.” Jaster muttered. “We’ll find him.”
—-Timetravel + Soulmate Au
In which Jaster is a simp for his very pretty, very confused Mandalorian soulmate. Din is just confused why his ship is suddenly considered modern and why fuel is suddenly cheap.Series
- Part 6 of Mar writes - Star Wars Time travel fix-it
- Part 13 of Mar writes Star Wars AU's
- Part 6 of Mar's Writes Rare Pairs
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Ivy’s not looking for a pack. He’s not even looking for permanence. He just needs another gig to pay the bills until his own band takes off, and playing guitar for an anonymous band on the rise sounds easy enough.
Until he meets II.
The little Omega is already claimed, twice over. Entirely off-limits. Untouchable. Marked by a Dominant Alpha with wolfish teeth and magnetic charm, and another with an imposing frame and an unsettling, unshakable calm.
Ivy doesn't submit. Not to anyone else, and not even to instinct; but something inside of him buckles the moment that II's visage fills his gaze and blinds him.
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Or, IV imprints on an already bonded Omega, II. Either he keeps it strictly professional, or he learns how to submit so that he can find a place within an established pack that doesn’t quite need him… but might just want him anyway.
Established Vessel/III/II, with eventual Vessel/III/IV/II.
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He peers down the street and sees a post office, a couple of small shops, and a pub. The difference between the city where he has an apartment and this village is stark.
Sam comes out of the shop nearly ten minutes later with a cardboard travel container of drinks. He laughs at something someone inside says and IV wishes – gut-wrenchingly – that he had anything left in him that could feel the way Sam looks right now. He feels like a husk of a person, and he wants – he wants that.
A man follows Sam to the threshold of the entrance and says something to Sam that IV can’t quite make out as he opens the car door. He keeps the shop door open with a cocked hip, and IV sits up to get a better look at him.
IV, burned out from his corporate job, visits his friends for the summer in the idyllic village where they live. He's expecting to get his head put on straight, not that he'll find love in the last place he expects it.
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‘Lost In Transit’ by RoosjeM
Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types, Star Wars Prequel Trilogy, Star Wars Original Trilogy, Star Wars: Rebels
02 Jul 2025
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Their first act of rebellion might just be their last.
They were distracted when the wrecked ship suddenly made a groaning noise. The metal whined as if something bent it, moving it. But that was not possible. It should not be possible. Both rebels froze as their eyes locked onto the origin of the noise. Blaster fire halted as everyone watched the ship with confusion and interest.
A hand punched through the rubble, catching the attention of both the troopers as well as the rebels. The figure pulled themselves up slowly, climbing out on top of the wreckage.
A copper haired humanoid man, dressed in robes and white battle armour stood on top of the rubble. The sigil on his shoulder proudly bearing the symbol of the Jedi Order which fell so long ago. With his features almost shining in the dim light, his eyes glowed blue but seemed glazed over, unseeing but drawn to the light regardless.
That was a Jedi.
“...General Kenobi?”
They flinched violently when the Jedi turned his gaze in their direction. Blue glowing eyes aimed in their direction but not quite on them, like the Jedi could not see them.
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Or, Obi-Wan wakes up in the future in a Galaxy he does not recognise.Series
- Part 5 of Mar writes - Star Wars Time travel fix-it
- Part 12 of Mar writes Star Wars AU's
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Some Sleep Token oneshots/stories for the soul! Mostly smut, but requests are welcome and will likely become stories!
Hope you enjoy!
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