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[http://amplificathon.dreamwidth.org/2909858.html] - - public:opalsong
Type:List/Rec, site:dreamwidth, fanwork, Fandom:Xena, Fandom:Tortall, fandom:theFlash, fandom:TeenWolf, fandom:StarWars, fandom:PacificRim, Fandom:Naruto, Fandom:Narnia, Fandom:Marvel, fandom:MadMax, fandom:leverage, Fandom:HP, Fandom:FFVII, Fandom:Fake, fandom:dccomics, fandom:CheckPlease!, extra:ITPE2015 - 20 | id:1529034 -

-Through the Spines Unfurling (Five Things You Should Know About Cacti) - sweet nothings - Felt Such a Shaking - Again and Again and Again - #girlavenger, or How Natasha Trended on Twitter and Saved the World - Your Hand in Mine - Cause and Effect - The Queen of All the Living - A Small Cat - In a Place Like This - The Horror of Girls' Night - A Meeting In A Library - The Fandom Job: A Wank Report - 4 times Elliot saved them on a job +1 time they save him - Aiming For The Mark - It's All I Believe In - The One with the Bros - untitled Mad max Star wars fusion - the date - Positive Feedback (x2) - Pretence (sunfish) - 3 times Bitty baked for the Dallas Stars (x2) - keep saying yes - Growing Pains - Baby It's Cold Outside - The Room Where It Happens - Four Times Jack Failed at Flirting With Bittle (And One Time He Wasn't Terrible At It) - The Don’t Blame the Gorilla Job - Seven Things That Didn't Happen On Valentine's Day At Hogwarts, Or Maybe They Did - Scions - trade in these wings on some wheels - Undercover - Unicorn Bait - Blind Date - Ink for Yourself - In Focus - Half the World is Waiting - Close To Home

[http://archiveofourown.org/works/5591485] - - public:opalsong
extra:crossover, author:COMMONPLACECAZ, Type:PodFic, time:5:00-10:00, site:AO3, rating:G, quality:sunfish, performer:dr_fumbles_mcstupid, pairing:gen, fanwork, fandom:StarWars, fandom:MadMax - 12 | id:1528779 -

My name is Ben. My world is fire and blood. Once, I was a Jedi. A warrior of the Light, fighting for a righteous cause. As the galaxy fell, each of us in our way was broken. It was hard to know who was more mad: me, or everyone else. Here they come again, worming their way into the black matter of my brain – the children, thousands upon thousands of them, bound up in silken braids. None of them my flesh, but each a part of my soul. I tell myself: they cannot touch me. They are long dead.

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