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    Since the end of his fourth year, Harry has wanted only one thing: to stay away from Privet Drive.

    Luckily, his "family" felt the same way. Between the nightmares and the bullying, he longs to forget what he endured at the cemetery.

    Near a skate park in the neighborhood, he meets a boy who will change his future, his way of thinking, and, most importantly, introduce him to his new family.

    Harry watched as the boy slowly raised his arm, brought the cigarette to his lips, and took a long drag. He lowered his arm, tapped the cigarette to shake off some ash, and exhaled the smoke, watching it unravel in faint wisps.

    A certain magnetism drew him to this boy. Despite his incessant monologue, Harry was the kind of person who would rush headlong into things and think about the consequences later.

    Act 01 : Made of More Than Blood : The Rising Dawn

    Chapter 01-27

    Shelves: Harry Potter

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    Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy are both back at Hogwarts for their eighth year. Since his past still haunts him, rather than becoming an auror, Harry decides to pursue teaching and becomes the assistant to the new D. A. professor. Everything is going as well as could be expected for him (besides the nightmares), at least until he realizes that the potions he brews or takes are acting oddly.

    Draco Malfoy is having a terrible year, plagued by the ghosts of his past, the hostility of his present, and the uncertainty of his future. If only Potter could stop being in some kind of trouble for just one single year.

    Shelves: Harry Potter

    Site:
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    61,767
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    Completed
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    SOULMATES drarry
    Hogwarts Eight Year
    Draco Malfoy cracked. While the battlefield chaos closed in around him, his body went still, listening, and his soul, wrecked by shame and guilt, made him change the course of his actions. He was ready to die, trying to make one final difference, when everything went to sh*t.

    Shelves: Harry Potter

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    (Disclaimer: Draco is NOT omnipotent, at least totally)

    Draco Malfoy is in a conundrum and that is putting it lightly. He's very close to hurling himself off his Manor roof and the only thing holding him back is his mother. His poor, magic-stripped mother and his own sick fiancée who has a very slim prospect of ...essentially not kicking the cauldron.

    Also, had he mentioned his father had been executed on the orders of the Ministry? No? Hard to keep track of how his life has been unraveling and everything has gone horribly wrong the last few years -his whole life, really. He would not like to get into that in a summary, thank you very much.

    So Draco decides, quite selfishly if he does say so himself, to change it all.

    After tinkering with the Vanishing Cabinet, he leaps back in time. Quite the leap of faith but he's desperate. This time, he'll save everyone around him and ensure those who suffered because of him or around him had to go through no such pain again. Of course, he'll look out for himself the whole time; being the sneaky, evil Slytherin he is. This is all nasty self-preservation, you hear me?

    "O-oh am I going right now?"

    "Would you prefer a farewell party before you do?"

    Shelves: Harry Potter

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    “It was his birthday yesterday. I got him a pair of Gouldian finches – he was so excited. You know, he used to hate birds? The peacocks terrified him when he was small.” Narcissa sniffled and turned back to Harry. “Twenty-six years old … and he can’t be left alone for ten minutes.”

    “What happened to him?”

    Narcissa took a sip of her tea; she pursed her lips and blew on the cup’s steaming surface.

    “Draco tried to obliviate himself, Harry – last year on Christmas.”

    “He …” Harry’s mouth gaped. “What? Why?”

    “Why do you think?”

    Shelves: Harry Potter

    Site:
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    106,597
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    The Aurors are Harry’s whole world—right up until he carries Draco Malfoy out of Azkaban in his arms.

    Harry can’t keep both, so he’s got to choose: forfeit the world, or forfeit his soul?

    Shelves: Harry Potter

    Site:
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    108,163
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    Astoria was dead and Draco Malfoy decided all that was left to do was to stuff a leaf into his mouth and become an Animagus.

    After his wife Astoria dies at the hands of a blood curse, Draco Malfoy falls under investigation; except the Auror assigned to his case is Harry Potter, and Harry Potter has a very different opinion of Draco than everybody else, including Draco himself.

    Shelves: Harry Potter

    Site:
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    Words:
    80,641
    Status:
    Completed
  8. Redamancy by

    Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types
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    10 Nov 2024

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    Redamancy (n.) The act of loving in return

    Clark Kent was overjoyed to get a soul mark even though he was not from Earth. Then he met his supposed soulmate and they were nothing like he expected. Bruce Wayne doesn't think his soul mark is anything more than a mistake. He thinks he probably doesn't have a real soulmate, let alone someone he could meet one day.

    This causes them many problems and misunderstandings.

    Shelves: DC Comics

    Site:
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    73,905
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  9. Outsider by

    Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
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    20 Feb 2024

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    Despite their attempt, the death eaters lost the battle at the ministry in June 1996 and Lucius Malfoy was arrested. Unfortunately for Draco, someone had to pay for this failure and the Dark Lord decided he would do just fine. On his way back home from Hogwarts, he met Greyback and his life turned upside-down.

    Forced to comply to consequences of actions he was never responsible for in first place, Draco struggled to live with both being a werewolf and a future death eater.

    Navigating in a world he didn't fit in anymore became a lot harder after he began to work on his task. Fortunately, Remus had always been a very kind wizard who also happened to be a werewolf. Draco was getting swallowed by the darkness when Remus reached out to save him from himself. The death eaters couldn't help him so Draco found help in wizards he had never thought of as allies.

    Shelves: Harry Potter

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    Hermione gives him a fond smile. “I know you mean well, Draco, but Harry’s not capable of dealing with that kind of feeling right now.”

    “Obsessiveness?” Draco asks, slightly embarrassed.

    “Commitment. A partnership,” Hermione corrects. “Did you know Ron overheard one of the junior Aurors asking Harry on a date? Harry told him that he would literally rather eat his own broomstick than go on a date with him."

    Draco finds himself oddly impressed. “Maybe he's ugly.”

    “He’s not,” Hermione says, gravely. “Trust me.”

    ***

    In which Draco accepts the love he thinks he deserves until he realizes he should trust other people to love him without his input on the matter.

    Or; Draco somehow learns how to forgive himself through learning just how far he’s willing to go to forgive someone else.

    Shelves: Harry Potter

    Site:
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  11. guard dog by

    Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
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    01 Aug 2023

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    and i've got nothing to fight with
    but i'll do it cause you asked me to
    a guard dog with a death wish
    in the center of the ring, i lose

    The first thing Draco ever loved was the Manor. Not the house- it was too big, too quiet, too cold- but the grounds that surrounded it.
    He grew up on stinging soles, running barefoot through his own little world. One of the house elves had cleaned the tiny cuts on his feet once and told him that he'd get used to it, that he'd grow calluses and it would stop hurting. It never really did.

    Shelves: Harry Potter

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    After the Battle of Hogwarts, the Malfoys are put on trial by the Ministry of Magic.
    At the end of the court, Lucius is sent to Azkaban while Draco and Narcissa are put under house arrest.
    One might think that the sentence is rather weak but, for Draco, it is a pure nightmare, he finds himself locked up in a mansion that brings back bad memories with a mother who hates him.
    It only gets worse when Draco realises that his father will be back in a month from Azkaban.
    He knows full well what will happen to him once his father returns...
    But… after all… he deserves it, doesn't he?

    Shelves: Harry Potter

    Site:
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    A Linked Universe story focusing on Link (Wild)'s interaction with the Chain with some theories and twists.

    Anthology containing:

    The Fragmented Hero

    Link.

    That is the name Princess Zelda called him when he woke to a world of black and blue. It is the name he claimed for himself, answered to, and said to the eight individuals who share the same name.

    Link is what he is known for. The name of the person’s soul this body truly belongs to.

    Link is not this artificial soul’s name. Link is not him. The Hero Link of this Hyrule died one hundred years ago.


    Call of The Wild

    The Goddess Hylia has called him one of her heroes.

    Yet the Spirit of the Master Sword remains cold and silent to her supposed master.


    Linked Reflections

    Their scars recount tales of their journeys, their valor, and the sacrifices they made.

    The scars on Wild’s palms, however, tell a different kind of story.


    Bonded As One

    The fate of the eight rests on the scarred hands of the fragmented hero.

    The demons of the past, however, have come to shatter their last hope.

    Shelves: Zelda

    Site:
    archiveofourown.org
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    172,016
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    Done

    "Tim almost flinched at Batman’s words, but his viciousness had only grown. Somewhere in the back of his mind Tim was screaming at himself to stop talking and take the punishment as a small mercy. But he had been expected to forgive both of his attempted-murderers without complaint; expected to forgive people who had never been sorry for hurting him in the first place. An even larger part of his mind was out for blood."

    "'You don’t get to make decisions for me when you threw me away like garbage,' Tim hissed."

    There is only so far someone can bend before they break.


    Finding the Right Puzzle

    Continuation of “Done” where Tim doesn’t forgive the Bats.

    “Bruce looked paralyzed in his seat. Good. When this conversation was over only one of them was going to be left standing and, for once, Tim wanted it to be himself.”

    ***Trigger Warnings*** Please read the tags! You deserve to be happy, healthy, and safe. Do not read this if it will be triggering for you.

    Suicide Hotline Lists: https://blog.opencounseling.com/suicide-hotlines/


    Earning a Second Chance

    Continuation of “Done” in which Tim slowly forgives the Bats.

    “ For all Tim probably knew, he could be any other random person they felt the need to save. It made him queasy to know that he had been an active—if not the most prominent—participant of this situation.

    Jason had a hell of a lot to answer for. They all did.”

    ***Please read the tags and be safe***

    Suicide Hotline Lists: https://blog.opencounseling.com/suicide-hotlines/

    Shelves: DC Comics

    Site:
    archiveofourown.org
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    85,081
    Status:
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    The Collector

    Izuku spent nearly three whole years of his life being completely written off. Everything drastically changed for him at the age of six when his quirk finally manifested.

    Instead of pity or disdain, he was flat out greeted with hostility and fear most of the time. In some ways it was better, most people were too afraid to get close to him. But he learned pretty quickly that his future was decided the moment Exchange showed its face to the world.

    That was why he wasn’t surprised to be sitting in an interrogation room with cuffs restraining him to the table, despite the fact that he hadn’t done anything illegal— breathing was enough of an excuse for some people.

    What was surprising was the visit from Nedzu right in the middle of the interrogation and the once in a lifetime offer he brought with him.

    Pre-written. Updates on Mondays


    Midnight Musings

    The immediate aftermath of Izuku's return home is not as smooth sailing as he hoped it would be.

    NOTE: This will not make sense unless you've finished The Collector


    Swan Song

    Izuku comes face to face with an old acquaintance thanks to his quirk. Facing your past is never easy.

    NOTE: This will probably not make much sense unless you have read the main story The Collector

    Shelves: My Hero Academia

    Site:
    archiveofourown.org
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    144,021
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    Brakiss has returned to Yavin 4 a changed man. Humble, contrite, and thoughtful, he is exactly what Luke always hoped he could become. But he's also dying. When Luke learns Brakiss has only thirty hours to live, he offers his comfort and companionship to his former enemy... giving old attractions a chance to resurface.
     
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    Complete!

    Shelves: Star Wars Fics

    Site:
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    189,346
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    Showing up to Sylvaina 2 years late with starbucks and a plague mask but I'M HERE NOW.

    Please enjoy whatever indulgent nonsense I come up with for these two.

    Anthology containing:

    On Good Behaviour

    [Pre-Heart of Ashes] - WotLK Era

    With the defeat of Yogg-saron, and Azeroth spared from clinical eradication, a celebration is thrown in Dalaran to mark the victory and bolster morale for the coming trials in Icecrown.

    While everyone else makes the most of it, a certain Archmage and Banshee Queen find themselves drawn together.


    Taste Your Beating Heart

    [Pre-Heart of Ashes] - WotLK Era

    Sylvanas is badly injured in the process of killing a frost giant in Icecrown Glacier, and the lack of living creatures in their near vicinity leads to Jaina offering an alternative solution to mend the Banshee Queen’s wounds.


    The Judgement of Helheim

    [Pre-Heart of Ashes] - Legion

    Odyn's arrogance and ego have long run unchecked. He casts himself as an undeserving victim of Helya's attacks and resentment, never admitting to the fact that Helheim and Helya herself are products of his disregard for others. But the truth has a way of getting out and in the end, his thoughtless cruelty will be the instrument of his own undoing...


    Heart of Ashes

    That damned smirk remained. “Are you volunteering?” Sylvanas asked in a low, conspiratorial voice that positively oozed with provocation.

    Anduin, Genn and Nathanos were deathly silent, the kind of silence one fell into when they desperately hoped to go unnoticed.

    Nostrils flaring, Jaina glared. “And what if I am, Warchief, afraid of one little mage looking over your shoulder?”

    -

    AKA Battle for Azeroth but what if there wasn't a faction war and it's about two traumatised women falling in love at the end of the world?


    Take My Breath Away

    [Post-Heart of Ashes]

    And just like that, Jaina found herself confronted with the image of Sylvanas Windrunner, feared Banshee Queen, Dark Lady of the Forsaken, and Warchief of the Horde, looking for all the world like a startled deer.


    Tides of Darkness

    [Post-Heart of Ashes]

    Two months after surviving the trials of Kul Tiras, Warchief Sylvanas Windrunner and her Witness, Archmage Jaina Proudmoore, stand in attendance at the Maelstrom as the Earthen Ring clears the skies of Azeroth, bringing back the sun after Sargeras's attack on their world nearly smothered it in ashes, secure in the knowledge that the fledgling peace between the Horde and the Alliance grows stronger every day.

    But the machinations of a vengeful queen and an Old God are not to be underestimated, and as wounds wrought by decades of conflict are inflamed, threats to the peace will come from within as readily as they do from without...


    Burning Shadows

    [Post-Heart of Ashes]

    Living with the lingering effects of the weapon that destroyed her home was something Jaina had long since resigned herself to.


    Lady of Silver

    [Post-Heart of Ashes]

    Jaina likes to remind Sylvanas just how loved she really is.


    Firecracker

    [Post-Heart of Ashes]

    As part of the Lunar Festival celebrations, a ball is thrown in Lordaeron, and Sylvanas has plans for her wife.


    The Pains of Yesterday

    [Post-Heart of Ashes]

    Determined to scrape together something resembling closure, Sylvanas returns to Windrunner Spire to dig through the memories and recover everything that remains.

    The pain is more than enough to drown in, but that’s why she isn’t doing it alone…


    Boiling Over

    [Post-Heart of Ashes]

    A busy day is the perfect excuse for Jaina to rile up her wife until Sylvanas just can’t stand it anymore.


    Companions

    Katherine sends Jaina and Sylvanas a cat.


    Glass Heart

    For Sylvanas, control was everything after having it so brutally ripped away, her very will and sense of being violated down to the fabric of her soul, forced to do things that would remain with her for the rest of her days. To wilfully give in, to surrender knowing that the person she submitted to was not going to hurt her and would respect the slightest sign of discontent—it allowed her to shrug off the heavy chains she held herself together with.

    Shelves: Warcraft

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    archiveofourown.org
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    246,220
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    Circles can be tiring. They have no end. But sometimes, the path is set for a reason, as anything outside the circle is even worse than what's within. Harry is running in circles with Draco Malfoy, and no matter how hard he tries, he can't escape.

    Shelves: Harry Potter

    Site:
    archiveofourown.org
    Words:
    70,849
    Status:
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    Narcissa Malfoy is sentenced to two years of rehabilitation. She and Lucius take on new names and live amongst Muggles, a task made all the more arduous by their prickly handler. Although Narcissa is confident in her ability to fake it til she makes it, she quickly realises her freedom is not guaranteed. And her motives are muddied as she becomes closer to a kind Muggle woman.

    Petunia Dursley is struggling to find her footing when Dudley leaves for university. She joins the Eardisley Women’s Institute despite Vernon’s grumblings. Her goal of making acquaintances suitable to invite over for tea is overshadowed after a chance encounter with the mysterious newcomer to the village. As she grows closer to Priscilla, everything she thought she knew about herself unravels.

    Shelves: Harry Potter

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    An AU where Obi-Wan receives a varactyl hatchling named Boga to act as his service animal for post-traumatic stress caused by the Melida/Daan war. Boga remains at Obi-Wan's side throughout his lifetime.

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    grief is its own beast by CallToMuster

    The creature comes to a screeching halt right in front of them – right in front of Obi-Wan, whose face seems to crumple a bit.

    “Boga,” he chokes out, and then his hands are buried in its crests and his face is tucked into the side of its neck. The creature trills again, a lower-pitched cry of mourning, and cuddles closer to the man who is clutching it like it is his lifeline.

    [Or: in the wake of Qui-Gon's death on Naboo, Obi-Wan's service animal Boga provides some much-needed comfort.]


    Angel of Music by calika

    He finds her curled up in Qui-Gon’s favourite blanket on the couch, head stretched to the sky and swaying as she happily creates the most joyful sonic torture to ever exist.

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    Boga sings her heart out at every opportunity.


    Inseparable by calika

    Obi-Wan is torn from Boga’s side, his grip on her feathers failing as his captors drag him away and he screams, feeling like it’s his heart they’ve torn from him instead.
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    Obi-Wan and Boga are captured on the warfront


    love like a roar by catboydogma

    “I don’t—I, uh. I don’t know what a varactyl is, Master,” Obi-Wan said, cradling the egg gingerly.
    “Find out soon, you will!” Yoda cackled, rapping the end of his gimer stick against Qui-Gon’s kitchen tile.
    If it were any other master, Qui-Gon might have protested giving the egg of a live creature to his very young, very tired padawan.
    But it was Yoda, and Yoda did what he liked. Qui-Gon supposed there had to be some advantages to being shin-high and over 500 years.


    Not everything feels like something else by Artherra

    Qui-Gon voices the: “Oh!” for him.
    The lizard that stands at her feet; roughly tall enough for its head to be level with Obi-Wan’s chest; turns its head to them as soon as they enter and fixes its stare straight at him, those yellow, burning, intelligent eyes cutting through his soul. The crown of purple-blue-jade feathers on the back of its head lifts as it considers him like an equal, like a challenger, and he straightens without thinking. A sort of harness wraps around its body along with a vest; it says on the side, SERVICE ANIMAL IN TRAINING, and DO NOT DISTRACT, black font on bright orange.
    “Obi-Wan,” the lady tries to get his attention but he’s too busy having a staring contest with the animal that reminds him so closely, so terribly of some half-forgotten idea of home.
    “I want you to meet Boga.”

    One by one, we each stay alive.

    war is a looming specter by CallToMuster

    “Hey,” Anakin said softly, kneeling down. “Are you alright, Master?”

    Obi-Wan raised his head and revealed his pale, blotchy face and red-rimmed eyes. “I – I can’t – I can’t do it again, I can’t–”

    At his side, Boga let out a soft trill and raised her head to swipe her tongue down the side of Obi-Wan’s face.

    [Or: in the shadow of the first battle of Geonosis, Anakin learns the Jedi are going to war. His first thought is of Obi-Wan.]


    i'll help you carry on by hellowkatey

    "I've done lots of research, Master. Varactyls are very smart and loyal. Plus, I've always been good at connecting with animals through the Force."

    "Indeed you have," the Jedi Master says with a tinge of defeat. "Though I worry about taking on the responsibility of training Boga on top of your padawan studies. You already have much to catch up on."

    [or, 5 glimpses into Obi-Wan training Boga to be his service animal, and 1 time that training pays off]


    every possible way by catboydogma

    “Oh, hello there,” Obi-Wan said, turning and raising an arm. Boga had her little paws hooked into his tunics, beak open wide and tail lashing behind her. “What are you doing here, darling?”
    Boga opened her beak even wider, somehow, and screeched at him. He’d never heard her so loud or so shrill. The rush of the fountains and streams in the Room filled the air between them.

    OR: 5 times Boga screamed to be silly + 1 time Boga screamed to be serious


    well and far behind by catboydogma

    It will be easy, the Senate had said. Just yourself and perhaps a few others, they’d said. Quick in and out, they had told him.
    Well, this was most definitely not a “quick in and out” sort of mission.


    healing takes its own path by CallToMuster

    Obi-Wan looked back down at Boga. He stretched out his hand a bit, and this time Boga was the one who leaned forward into his touch. He began scratching dutifully, clearly understanding the implicit instruction, and immediately the low rumbling began again.

    A slow, small smile crept across his face.

    “G-good girl, Boga,” Obi-Wan whispered, so softly that it could barely be heard.

    [Or: three scenes in the early life of Obi-Wan and Boga's partnership.]


    Feathers, facades, and other fashions of the coruscant elite by calika

    Forwarded from Galactic Republic Senate Administration Office:
    High General Obi-Wan Kenobi, you are invited to attend the 3rd Peace Gala to benefit the republic planets most impacted by the war.

    Reply to Galactic Republic Senate Administration Office:
    I am honoured to accept the invitation on the condition my service animal may accompany me.
    May the force be with you.


    easy now / now alone by catboydogma

    There was nothing else in the world that felt like Boga. Her scales were smooth but not slick, pebbled but not raised. Her beak was always warm, somehow, despite the fact that it was bone and keratin. Her tongue laved over the inside of his wrist and then she nudged forward, thumping the side of her head against his chest. His arm automatically went around her neck and she set a leg delicately over his lap. The warm weight of it felt real like nothing else.


    Head in the Sand by RovingRanger

    Then the sweet sound of a gunship directly overhead filtered through the dust. Whoops and fresh cheers from the troops made Obi-wan’s knees weak again.

    “Reinforcements! The reinforcements have arrived!”

    There were already clones running past them. Obi-wan turned off his lightsaber. The plasma melted away, and so did Obi-wan’s strength. He and Boga sank to the ground together.


    I'll Love You Forever (Let Me Be Your Shelter) by RovingRanger

    The training simulations on Kamino had never included a 60-foot feathered lizard. Cody had to admit the veractyl was endearing, though, in her own way. The creature—Boga—did a considerable job of being in the background, despite her large size. Cody knew how much she helped his General, so he couldn’t help but be grateful to her. Normally, she was vigilant, perceptive, and calm.

    She certainly wasn’t calm at the moment. It was the first time that Cody found himself wishing the veractyl were a little less perceptive.

    General Kenobi hadn’t come back from the latest mission.


    our teeth to break by catboydogma

    Obi-Wan woke to a raging headache, searing pain in his shoulders, and a dull throbbing at the back of his skull. He was strung up by his wrists, Force-suppressing cuffs digging into the soft insides of his arms, feet barely brushing the cold durasteel floor under him. He noticed, with a sinking feeling, a circular drain set in the middle of the floor just under his toes.


    a love that won't sit still by catboydogma

    Obi-Wan sang to Boga when he fed her. Qui-Gon had no idea why or when this had started. It just was. Obi-Wan crooned nonsensical melodies to Boga when he brushed through her crest and checked her toe pads, he sang snatches of Qui-Gon’s rowdiest drinking songs when he fed her, and when she curled up on his chest to sleep he hummed a sleepy three-note song of satisfaction before dropping off to sleep.


    instead i took care of you by CallToMuster

    When Obi-Wan opened his eyes again, he was on the ground and he couldn’t remember how he got there.

    [Or: many decades after the successful ending of the Clone Wars, Obi-Wan is still struggling, in ways both old and new.]


    numbness spreading across your chest like frost by CallToMuster

    It was stupid, Obi-Wan knew it was stupid, but he hadn’t been able to help clinging to the thought during the war that once it was over, everything would be better.

    But now the war was over, and Obi-Wan felt worse than he had in a long, long time.


    dogfish by catboydogma

    This was a beautiful planet. The name escaped him at the moment, but it had three moons and a single young blue sun. The atmosphere was a stunning deep cobalt in the evenings as the sun set and the first moon rose, but in the day—as it was now—the sky was a delicate shade of lavender. It was almost entirely rock and natural springs, with volatile volcanoes at each pole. Not two yards from Obi-Wan, a waterfall of glass-green water fountained down a rocky cliff to the riverbed. The rock here was every shade imaginable, though it tended to settle in deep violets and indigos.
    All it meant now was that Obi-Wan was covered in violet rock dust and his blood turned the rock beneath him almost black.


    Boga and the Human Called Anakin by stolen_pen_name23

    Boga is distrustful of the human called Anakin, but due to his relationship with her Master, she is forced to get along with him. Now that her Master is missing and presumed dead, Boga has to trust Anakin and work with him if there’s any hope of saving Obi-Wan.


    Dark Seas by stolen_pen_name23

    A sick Obi-Wan has trouble distinguishing the past (and possibly the future) from the present. Boga and Anakin are there to help him find his way back.


    Breaking and Entering by stolen_pen_name23

    When Boga is injured in battle, Obi-Wan panics over the state of his loyal service animal. With some calming words from Anakin and a little light breaking and entering, he might be able to get back to her.

    Part of the Service Animal Boga AU and a Bad Things Happen Prompt Fill


    when everything else is trying to hurt you by CallToMuster

    One moment Obi-Wan was curled in the space between the couch and wall in his quarters, holding desperately onto the soft feathers of Boga’s crest, and the next he was sitting in the middle of an open dirt field as men shouted and blasters fired overhead.

    [or: in the months post-Melida/Daan, Obi-Wan is transported to the middle of the Clone Wars.]


    take a step back and find solid ground by CallToMuster

    One moment Obi-Wan was running through a battle, lightsaber brandished in front of him like a shield as his feet pounded the earth in rhythm with the thousands of other GAR soldiers on-planet, and then he was crammed into a tight, tiny, quiet space on a different planet entirely.

    [or: as his younger self takes his place, Obi-Wan is transported from the Clone Wars to the Temple in the months post-Melida/Daan.]


    through the smoke; you arrive by lux_arcana

    An expedition to the Coruscant Experimental Physics Labs goes horribly, horribly wrong, and only Boga can save the day.

    (you know the end of Bolt? like the disney movie? where bolt saves penny from a burning building? yeah this is that.)


    watcher; avert your gaze by lux_arcana

    He didn’t remember a lot of things. He didn’t remember how he got here, or where he was, or what he was doing before this. All there is was this, the silent and dark room, Boga between him and the door. There was nothing else but screaming in his mind.

    Well - that was a lie. There was something else, but Obi-Wan knew it wasn’t real, and he wasn’t supposed to focus on things that weren’t real. But the room was so dark and so quiet that it was the only thing he could focus on, and so while Boga purred beneath him, trying desperately to keep him calm, his eyes remained locked on the far corner of the room.

    In that corner - existing heedless of the fact that there was no light to see by - was a monster. Obi-Wan had no other word for it. It was a mass of cloaks and black and red and hatred, and it wanted to kill him. If he moved or made a noise, it would kill him. It was there, and Obi-Wan was trapped, and he didn’t know where he was.

    The monster wasn’t real. It didn’t feel real, not really. But Obi-Wan also knew that if he moved he would die, and he did not want to die like this.


    muffled heart by CallToMuster

    The anxiety started early. Perhaps that was why he reacted so strongly when a noise suddenly rang out across the atrium of the Senate lobby. It wasn’t the thunder of an explosion, or the whine of a blastershot, or the crack of a slugthrower firing. But it was close enough, and like a switch had been flipped, Obi-Wan felt a great weight descend over him, muffling everything.

    [or: a trip to the Senate goes wrong.]

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