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‘The New Quartermaster Is Sketchy’ by RoosjeM
Fandoms: James Bond (Craig Movies), James Bond - Ian Fleming, Sherlock (TV), Sherlock Holmes & Related Fandoms
14 Apr 2026
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“006, you ought to know better than to sneak up on someone holding a gun.”
“Gun parts.” 006 pointed out, “You have gun parts.”
Before Q could rationally think his actions through, he had reassembled the gun and had it loaded in a blink. It was loaded, aimed and ready to fire– even taking the few centimetres it leaned to the left in account.
“You seem to keep forgetting I am the one to have built the weapon you are here to return to TSS. Personally.”
Q lowered the gun and dismantled it just as easily as he had before, laying out the pieces on a tray and picking it up. He had to push past 006 who was still standing in the doorway, his eyes following Q as he moved to carry the tray back to the main workshop area.
“Well? What are you waiting for? I don’t have all night.” Q leaned on the workbench, peering at 006 sharply.
A look of amusement broke through 006’s otherwise stern facade. “Marry me.”
Pausing, Q blinked. “Did you just… Did you just proposition to your superior officer?”
006 nodded, grinning brightly.
“Drop your mission gear onto the workbench and get out of my Branch.” Q ordered, “Before I change my mind and shoot you.”
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- Part 1 of Mar's Writes Rare Pairs
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‘The Jedi’s Gambit’ by RoosjeM
Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Prequel Trilogy, Star Wars Original Trilogy, Star Wars: Obi-Wan Kenobi (TV)
20 Oct 2025
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Mandalorians had this odd sense of humour where they liked watching strangers get teary eyed from eating the spiciest dishes.
“Familiar with pirpaak ?”
“Not this particular one, but familiar enough to know what to expect.” Ben replied.
Food was an important part of Mandalorian culture. Aliite tended to have conflict over whose dish was the better recipe. It was like Jedi and their tea blends.
“Where did you have it?”
“Sundari.” Ben replied, “It was a lifetime ago.”
“Ughh, Sundari’s drap? What’s the name of the place?”
“I am unsure, though it might have been a bit spicier than this one.” Ben hid a smile at the outrage that followed his claim by taking another bite. Pretending not to notice the chaos he had caused, Ben glanced at the Mand’alor who was watching him in amusement.
“Ever visited Keldabe?”
Ben hid a laugh. “Only ran through it, really.”
“What a shame. I will show you around.” Jaster offered.
Ben smiled, “I would not say no to that.”
—-In which Ben Kenobi realises that it was only fair if the Sith actually had a player sitting on the opposite side of the invisible chessboard they had created.
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- Part 11 of Mar writes Star Wars AU's
- Part 6 of Mar Writes Jaster Mereel/Obi-Wan Kenobi
- Part 2 of Mar's Writes Rare Pairs
- Part 4 of Mar writes - Star Wars Time travel fix-it
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‘Rinascita’ by RoosjeM
Fandoms: Assassin's Creed - All Media Types, Assassin's Creed Brotherhood
03 Apr 2026
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There was something about the Renaissance that was both incredibly overwhelming as well as painfully familiar.
In many ways, it felt like home. In other ways, it was nothing like Desmond had expected it to be.The Animus was not entirely accurate in its depiction of the time. It left some things out and changed others but it was definitely close enough for Desmond to get by. Rome was very different from how it was in Desmond’s time but the layout was mostly the same as were the larger buildings like the Colosseum and the Vatican.
It made Desmond believe everything had all been a bad dream. That he was still underneath Villa Auditore, hiding from the Templars while spending countless hours inside the Animus. Only when he got out of the Temple and got to the surface did he realise that this was not the case. This was not just Heavy Bleeding, like Desmond experienced the past few weeks, this was real. Terrified at the implications, Desmond did what he had been taught to do best.
He hid.
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- Part 3 of Mar's Writes Rare Pairs
- Part 1 of Mar Writes Assassins Creed
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‘Toto, I have a feeling we’re not in New York anymore’ by RoosjeM
Fandoms: Spider-Man - All Media Types, Batman - All Media Types, Justice League - All Media Types, Marvel
31 Mar 2025
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It was dark, neon lights casting a dim light on the alley and were reflected in the puddles of water. Trash was littered around, spilling out of over-full trash cans and bins. The smell was that of a typical alley– smoke, alcohol and piss.
The reason Peter knew for a fact that this was not New York, was not just because he realised he didn’t recognise the alley. It hadn’t rained in New York in weeks– the concrete here was freshly soaked. He slowly got to his feet, shaking all the way up. Tilting his head to the sky, Peter groaned, realising he needed to climb a long way to get a perch from where he could get some visual clues to where he was.
Neon lights flashed, lighting the buildings. The higher Peter climbed, the more the feeling of confusion set it. He didn’t recognise any of the brands, any of the signs in the city. The architecture was like nothing Peter had ever seen.
Old and gothic architecture mixed in with modern buildings. Solid stone, gargoyles and stained glass but there were tall skyscrapers and modern architecture around every corner.
“For fucks–.” Peter groaned as he sat on the ledge of the building and leaned on his knees. “Where the fuck am I?!”
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- Part 4 of Mar's Writes Rare Pairs
- Part 4 of Mar writes Batman
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‘The Tapestry Of The Fates’ by RoosjeM
Fandoms: EPIC - Jorge Rivera-Herrans (Albums), Ancient Greek Religion & Lore
07 Mar 2026
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“Odysseus.” Odysseus did not startle. He also did not greet Diomedes despite having known of his approach. “Odysseus?”
Perhaps this was some sort of battle related trauma. Diomedes ended up sitting down besides Odysseus and let his shoulder bump against the sullen King. “Talk to me, friend.”
“...About what?”
“What’s going on? Polites is concerned, so are your men. Was it the blood? Or the men who fell? Rest assured, friend, none of yours fell today.”
“Do you think King Sisyphus fights against his punishment? Do you think the Fates would allow him, if he did?”
Flinching, Diomedes observed the change in Odysseus’ eyes. Instead of the colour of the sea, Odysseus’ eyes were taken over by a hue of red– only noticeable when observed in a certain angle but definitely present. Diomedes knew what caused a hue of red like that.
Odysseus had been touched by Ares’ Rage.
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In which Odysseus is dropped back in time into the Trojan War and chooses to mess with everyone until it gets him killed or gets him back to Penelope. Others take notice.
Or, Odysseus is soooo done.
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- Part 5 of Mar's Writes Rare Pairs
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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)
05 Sep 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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The Lands Between were cruel.
Endless suffering. A cycle of pain, death, and revival. Death meant little when one arose not too long after perishing. There was nothing but hatred in the Lands Between.
Callahan should know. Tarnished, they called him. Graceless. Even as Callahan started gathering the shattered Runes of the Elden Ring, his victories were hardly celebrated. Not even by him, for those victories did not come easily. Countless deaths– meaningless deaths– paved the road to becoming Elden Lord.
The Elden Ring was restored, but it only brought an Age of Fracture.
For years, the Tarnished Elden Lord ruled unchallenged. Things improved for some time, but ruling while inexperienced and uncaring of the finer unwritten laws of the nobles, it was only a matter of time before they rose against the one who had claimed the Elden Ring.
They were not aware that Destined Death and Time danced around Callahan as it did on Farum Azula. For Destined Death remained broken and unwhole, and until it was mended, no one would die a true death.
-In which a weary Tarnished travels to a time where the Lord of Destined Death is yet to rise.
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- Part 7 of Mar's Writes Rare Pairs
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Formerly named ‘Guardian Angel Out Of Time’
----Desmond just watched at first.
It had taken days to realise where he was, or rather, when he was. Desmond was half convinced he was in a coma or a long-lasting Bleeding episode at first. But it was not the Bleeding Effect, nor did Desmond seem to be in another coma.
He was not in the Animus, but in real world Renaissance Florence.
By the time Desmond finally seemed to snap out of his daze, he stumbled upon the Piazza della Signoria where a large crowd was gathered.
He recognised this scene, though the last time he saw it, he had arrived on the opposite side of the piazza. The last time he had been watching through the eyes of Ezio.
Watching the crowd move, Desmond found himself stopping a nearby woman, “Scusi, signora, but would you happen to know today's date?”
“December 29th.”
Desmond’s eyes were wide in disbelief. “And the year?”
“1476.”
December 29th, 1476.
The day the Auditore family was executed.
—-Or Desmond proves to be increasingly impulsive and Isu Tech seems to hold a grudge against him.
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- Part 8 of Mar's Writes Rare Pairs
- Part 2 of Mar Writes Assassins Creed
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‘The Wayseeking Seeker’ by RoosjeM
Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Prequel Trilogy, Star Wars: Obi-Wan Kenobi (TV)
14 Nov 2025
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“Mandalorian kids?” Quinlan wore a deep frown on his face, knowing how troublesome that was for the Republic.
“They tried to make them fight the Younglings. Some kind of Jedi vs Mandalorian thing. I want to bring them home.”
“To Keldabe? You have lost your mind.”
“The Republic would use them for leverage. It could escalate to war– things have been way too tense for way too long.” Obi-Wan argued.
“Going to Mandalorian Space is suicide.”
“I would rather risk my life than see children used as political pawns or worse, as leverage in war.”
“They are the enemy, Obes. If they get their hands on you they would not be so gracious.”
“There are no enemy children in war. Just children.”
Quinlan knew there was no convincing Obi-Wan at this point. “Fine. But don’t come crying to me when things go wrong.”
They both knew Quinlan would be the first to aid Obi-Wan should things go wrong.
Him and the rest of the Bear Clan.
“I’ll take the risk.”
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Or, Knight Obi-Wan Kenobi had been a Seeker for about six years when he was called in to aid the Shadows in their mission. His past just happens to catch up and refuses to let him go a second time.Series
- Part 14 of Mar writes Star Wars AU's
- Part 7 of Mar Writes Jaster Mereel/Obi-Wan Kenobi
- Part 9 of Mar's Writes Rare Pairs
- Part 4 of Not a Galaxy You Will Recognise - Mar Ignores the SW Timeline
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‘Creche Master Kenobi of the Clawmouse Clan’ by RoosjeM
Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Prequel Trilogy, Star Wars: Obi-Wan Kenobi (TV)
06 Feb 2026
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The Creche Masters were often considered the last line of defence against external threats. Today marked the first time in centuries that their hand was forced. Alarms echoed through the eerily empty halls. In the distance, the sound of battle could be heard but it had not yet reached the heart of the Temple quite yet.
The fight ahead would not be pretty. It would not be long before it arrived.
The tall ornate doors leading to the most inner sanctum of the Coruscant Temple had been shut and locked. Behind it, the Jedi Younglings were being readied for evacuation.
In front of the door stood a lone figure.
This was hardly the first time Creche Master Obi-Wan Kenobi acted as a sentry, though this position might just be his most crucial one. His huddle of Younglings were behind the doors at his back, and he would die before letting anyone through those doors.
He stood still, unmoving and unafraid. Taking a deep breath, Obi-Wan took his saber and held it. He knew what he had to do, and he would stop at nothing to do it.
These Mandalorians would pay for breaking into the Temple with their lives.
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Or, a Creche Master Kenobi / Mand’alor Jaster AUSeries
- Part 5 of Not a Galaxy You Will Recognise - Mar Ignores the SW Timeline
- Part 15 of Mar writes Star Wars AU's
- Part 8 of Mar Writes Jaster Mereel/Obi-Wan Kenobi
- Part 10 of Mar's Writes Rare Pairs