6 Works by screamrevolution
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“Cool off, sweetheart, I can hear how wound up you are. Like a live wire, huh? Breathe for me. We’re gonna do this again after you come back down. This is a long time for you already. I remember the other week you barely made it twenty minutes with me.” Jack tells him and briefly, absurdly, he feels a bit like a coach.
Masturbatory progressive overload.
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Jack's treated to the vision of Robby's lips just barely parted, the way heavy smoke is drawn in like it's vital, like the thing Jack gives him is vital.
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Or, the one about the fundamental vitality of shared breath.
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Dana blows out a cloud of smoke, which Jack summarily waves away from his face with a faint look of distaste.
“I’ve known you two assholes for too long.”
It must be a revelation to the table, given the haughty look Robby offers her and the way Jack raises just one brow.
“That sounds like a threat,” Robby says, and briefly, he glances at Abbot, who merely shrugs, although it's not quite casual as he sets an arm against the back of Robby’s chair next to him.
“You know that if you bolt, I will find you, right?” Jack says, and it's enough to pull a laugh out of Dana.
“I’m counting on it.”
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An exploration of how Dana, Robby and Jack have existed over the decades they've known each other. Featuring the care and feeding of doctor ducklings, the mortifying ordeal of being known, weddings, funerals, highs and lows.
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Stick the Landing by screamrevolution
Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Original Trilogy
09 Dec 2025
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Han rises again, clutching the almost-new converter he’d bartered off the quartermaster on Hoth. “My baby isn’t some run-of-the-mill girl. She’s custom; I made the modifications myself”
Luke looks at him, dubious. “Well, that explains a lot.”
“Yeah, she was good enough to save your ass.”
Luke inclines his head then, and gives a shrug. “She’s fast.”
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What do you do when the local Jedi sees a little too much?
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A ghost.
It is a poor descriptor of me.
A spectre was once alive, once had a soul and a life and warmth. I do not bear this privilege. I am a child of the cold hand of death, of the charnel house and the alchemical arts.
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Jack’s mouth feels dry all of a sudden and he’s got half a mind on how extremely fuckable Robby looks about now, and idly he daydreams about it. He’s somewhere between wondering if his legs were as damn long as they look and if he can convince Robby to put his book review on hold on hold for the morning so Jack can blow him when the bubble pops the moment he catches the expectant look on Robby’s face as he raises his brows and looks over at him.
“-You rescheduled that PT appointment?”
Jack blinks, swallows some, and as he snaps back to focus, he’s treated to the look of bemused curiosity that crosses Robby’s face.
“Ground control to Major Tom?”