2, 4, and 17 for writer asks!!
Thanks for the ask! Here's snippets that;
2. that makes me laugh
Poe opened his mouth to explain, and by the softening of his eyes, Finn was sure it would have been a great explanation. Made him feel less like the odd man out, like everything had happened all at once without him being able to do anything.
And then, the seven-foot-tall hairy monster burst into the docking bay, screaming, with blaster fire echoing behind him.
4. Favorite bit of dialogue
“Shara had a way of making everything taste better.” Kylo finally spoke up. Poe blinked, genuinely surprised.
Kylo was sitting against the wall. His dark eyes weren’t turned towards Poe, but his head was tilted up, letting the cool white light flood his face. “Do you have any idea how many vegetables were in that broth?”
Poe frowned. “What? No, that was a bone broth.” he protested. “I saw her make it, she’d stew the bones for hours.”
“And I’d distract you while she pureed vegetables to thicken it.” Kylo said, the corner of his mouth twitching up. “She had to make sure you didn’t stay a runt forever.”
Poe blinked. He wasn’t sure whether to be offended or delighted. It was the first time Kylo had sounded like anything resembling his brother. He narrowed his eyes, overexaggerating the motion. “All this time, and you never told me?”
“I’ve been busy.” Kylo said dryly, taking a swig of his water.
With that, all of the humor drained from Poe’s chest. He slid back down, resting his head against the wall with a sigh.
“We both have.”
17. From an unpublished WIP (Sorry, it's Felix being icky, but it's a good bit of writing sooooo)
She looked tired. It stirred something in his chest. Protectiveness? Satisfaction? Concern? He wasn’t sure which, but he did know that it would make this conversation much easier. He’d let up soon, this wouldn’t work if she was fully pushed over the edge.
Her eyes came to him first, and his heart stuttered for a moment in his chest. It was because he was a threat, he knew that, but it didn’t dampen the soar in his chest. Another part of him argued that his elation didn’t make sense; he’d been this close dozens of times before. But now that she knew he was nearby, it made all the difference.
Her eyes quickly darted away, and that was alright. This would take time, and he was patient. He’d be so patient with her, as much as she needed him to be.
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post-canon fics where hua cheng gets amnesia'd back into wuming, who inevitably finds out His Beloved Is Married always read like the meme "I'll be his second husband." (what happened to the first?) "Nothing you can prove."
jump to xie lian, who knows exactly what mental contortions the love of his life would go to rather than recognize that xie lian loves him, deciding to humor wuming's murder fantasy for shits and giggles. 'you want to murder my husband, wuming? hm, i dont know... he is nice. except for the time he proposed to me and then immediately walked it back as a joke- oh, you'd treat me better than that? you'd never do something so cruel? well... im listening.'
cue hua cheng getting his memories back like "gege i thought we were over this. gege. gege stop laughing. gege please. i said sorry!"
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