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kazoosandfannypacks · 6 months

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chapter summary: ezra and sabine look for a place to hide onboard a shuttle on thrawn's star destroyer, and end up spending a week stuck in a closet with each other. chapter word count: 3.1K a/n: this chapter has been revolving around my brain like a rotisserie chicken for the last week and a half. i hope you guys enjoy it as well! taglist: @laughingphoenixleader @accidental-spice @kanerallels @piraterefrigerator @jedi-nurse @dootchster @lucasbridger @redroverrider @light-umbra @commander-tech {if you’d like to be added to or removed from my Sabezra taglist, let me know!}

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Chapter 2: Suun Ca'nara

"LS 757, reinforcements have been dispatched to your position."

Ezra quickly let go of Sabine and knelt down to grab the comlink from the fallen stormtrooper at their feet.

"Seven-Five-Seven here," Ezra said into the comlink with a fake voice, "copy."

Ezra turned back to Sabine as he grabbed the trooper's feet. "Help me bring him onto that ship," he said.

"That's your master plan?" Sabine asked, and despite her doubts, she had already taken the trooper's hands and was helping Ezra carry him onboard.

"Hide aboard the shuttle," Ezra said, "in a closet, or something."

"What about you?" Sabine asked.

"Gonna borrow a few things from ol' seven-five-seven here," Ezra nodded down to the trooper, "I'll let them know that the Jedi and the Mandalorian— that's us— didn't make the jump, but managed to take a few shots at us from the ground and shot 'my friend.' Great shot, by the way."

"No problem," Sabine said, as they carried the trooper up the ramp into the shuttle.

"They'll still do routine patrols of the ship after that," Ezra said, "they may come aboard the shuttle if they're feeling ambitious, but there's no way they're checking every closet of every shuttle on this ship for a couple fugitives who aren't even here."

"Alright," Sabine said.

"There should be a closet right here," Ezra said, "this one should be big enough for seven-five-seven, and his gear, once I'm done with it, and we'll hide in the one across the hall. It's close enough to the access ramp and the cockpit that we can make a quick getaway if we need to."

They set the body down in front of the small closet door.

"I'll go make a sweep of the rest of the shuttle," Sabine offered.

"Alright," Ezra said, already untying the sash around his robes.

Sabine took her time searching the rest of the ship, keeping an eye out for stormtroopers. It'd been a while since she really faced any Imperial forces, but she still knew the schematics of the ship well enough to make a thorough sweep.

When she returned, she heard something in the hallway and put a hand to her blaster as she entered.

Fortunately, it was only Ezra, dressed in the stormtrooper's uniform, holding the helmet under his arm.

"Good luck out there," Sabine said.

"Sabine," Ezra raised an eyebrow, "I thought you were a Jedi now."

Savine rolled her eyes, "I suppose you want me to say 'may the force be with you?'"

"It never hurts," Ezra shrugged.

"May the force be with you, Ezra," she smiled.

He smiled as well, and nodded as he responded, "May the force be with you."

Sabine thought she saw him wink at her as he donned his helmet and turned away, but she couldn't be sure. She watched him walk back down the hallway— kriff, the kid had grown up a lot since they first found him on Lothal— then began rearranging the closet.

It was smaller than closets on these ships usually are— some genius had decided to weld a massive cabinet to the floor on one side, and the closet itself had a shelf in the middle that made it impossible to stand in. Still, the shelf was high enough to comfortably sit beneath, and two people might be able to squeeze into the space next to the cabinet, so she started rearranging the supplies in the closet, cramming everything she could onto the top shelf before ducking inside and waiting for Ezra's return.

— — —

By the time the closet door opened again, Sabine's eyes had adjusted to the darkness, and the light radiating around Ezra as he stood in the doorway— no longer dressed like a stormtrooper, but in the same clothes she'd found him in— was almost blinding.

"Got room for one more?" Ezra asked.

"Maybe," Sabine said, shoving herself as close to the wall as she could. Ezra sat down and slid into the closet next to her, and once he was situated, he pulled the door shut with the Force.

"This closet definitely wasn't made for more than one person to hide in," Sabine thought, her arm pressed tightly next to Ezra's, "then again, it probably wasn't made for even one person to hide in."

They both wiggled a little, trying to jostle themselves into a comfortable position.

"Is this the biggest closet you could find?" Ezra asked.

"Biggest one near the cockpit," Sabine snipped, "the only other closet like it has your friend in it, and it's barely large enough for him with all the supplies they've got jammed in there."

"Hey, it's okay," Ezra said, "After all, how long does it take to get back to our galaxy in a ship this big?"

"A week," Sabine said.

"Oh," Ezra said, "well, I guess it's like we used to say."

"What?"

He put on a fake, slightly dramatic voice as he repeated a code phrase from one of their first missions together, "It's a long way to Alderaan."

Sabine chuckled nervously.

"Uh, about Alderaan…."

"What?" Ezra asked.

"Nevermind," Sabine shook her head, "You'll find out soon enough."

"Okay."

They again tried to shift into a more comfortable position.

"I know separating a Mandalorian from her armor is almost blasphemy," Ezra said, "but I don't know if I can last a week with your shoulder pauldron jammed into my arm."

"Sorry," Sabine said, leaning forward to give herself enough room to remove the armor from her shoulders.

"No, it's okay," Ezra said, "besides, after spending a decade without you guys, what's a little invasion of personal space between friends?"

"Right?" Sabine laughed, "I guess I'd rather be crammed in a closet with you than be separated by galaxies again."

"I know what you mean," Ezra said.

She looked back at him over her shoulder and saw a smile on her face, one she wasn't as annoyed by as she used to be.

— — —

"This reminds me of a game we used to play on Lothal," Ezra said, a few hours into their voyage.

"You'd cram into tight spaces for fun on Lothal?" Sabine asked.

"What? No. Kind of?" Ezra said, "it was called 'Loth Rats.'"

"You're not selling your argument, Bridger," she rolled her eyes.

"Loth rats are known for cramming together into tight spaces," Ezra said, "and when you play Loth Rats, one player is designated The Loth Rat and has to hide somewhere, usually an enclosed space. Everyone else goes looking for them, and when they find them, they become a Loth Rat and have to hide there as well. The game continues until everyone's all hidden together there, squished in like Loth Rats, or they get found by the Loth Cat."

"Sounds boring," Sabine said.

"Well, we can't all throw knives at a dejarik board and call it a 'game,' now can we, Mandalorian?" Ezra elbowed her.

"Why not?" Sabine smiled, "it'd be way more entertaining."

— — —

Sabine stretched out a little that evening while Ezra was in the 'fresher. They tried to keep their leaving the closet to a minimum, and were fortunate enough that the closet Sabine had found was the one rations were stored in, so they didn't need to leave to find food. However, there were some things you just couldn't take care of in a closet, especially with someone else crammed next to you.

She sighed a little as the closet door opened again, letting the cold air of the hallway draft into the already a little too chilly closet.

"Come back to invade my personal space?" Sabine quipped.

"It's either that or I find someplace else to bunk for the night," Ezra shrugged, "and then squeal on us both when I get found out."

"Well, when you put it like that…." Sabine slid against the wall again with an exaggerated sigh.

Ezra sat back down next to her, and they both shifted around a little, until they found slightly-comfortable positions to rest in, some combination of slouching and sitting and just accepting the fact that they'd be incredibly sore when they woke up.

"Good night, 'Bine." Ezra said.

"Good night, Ezra," Sabine said, wondering how much sleep either of them could conceivably get in these conditions.

"It's worth it to bring Ezra home," Sabine thought, "besides, I don't really mind the closeness as much as I thought I would."

— — —

Sabine woke up (if you could even call it "waking up" after less than five minutes of restless sleep in the last four hours of trying to fall asleep) to find her head had drifted onto Ezra's shoulder. She quietly remedied that, not prepared for the sarcastic commentary he'd make if he'd noticed her nearness to him.

"Sabine?"

"Oh no," Sabine thought, "here it comes."

"Yeah?"

"Are you awake?"

"No," Sabine rolled her eyes, "I'm in such a deep sleep in this cramped, freezing closet that I've started sleeptalking in fully coherent sentences."

She thought she heard him laugh a little.

"Hey, Sabine?" he asked.

"Yeah?"

"What if I put my arm around you?"

Sabine didn't answer, and he filled the silence.

"I mean," he fumbled through his words, "not that I want to put my arm around you or anything… and not that I don't either, no, but, uh, it'd be a little warmer if maybe we were closer, and we can best take advantage of the space we're in if maybe instead of sitting shoulder to shoulder, I had my arm around you, you know, as long as that's cool with you, obviously, and then you could, uh, if you wanted, you," Ezra sighed, "you know you can stop me anytime, right?"

"I know," Sabine smiled, enjoying Ezra's familiar verbal stumble, "and yeah, it would be a bit more comfortable if you put your arm around me."

"Really?" Ezra asked, his eyes somehow even shining in the dark closet, "great."

He stretched his arm out behind her, in the space between her lower back and the wall, his hand coming to rest on her side as his arm tightened around her. She already started to feel warmer.

Her head ended up somewhere between his chest and his shoulder, and it felt the most natural thing in the world for her arm to slip around his back too.

"How's that?" Sabine asked.

His response came out with two second's delay.

"Perfect," he said, like the breath had been knocked right out of him, "and, uh, are you comfortable?"

"It'll do," Sabine said, not wanting to scare him or herself by admitting how much she enjoyed this necessary snuggle, how much of a refuge he'd become to her. Something about Ezra's presence just felt so calm, so peaceful, like when she was in his arms, nothing else mattered.

"Suun ca'nara," Sabine thought. That's what her people called this feeling, and there was no word in basic that could've explained it— and if there was, she'd never needed to look for it until now anyways. Nothing in her life made sense anymore, but when she was with Ezra, it was suun ca'nara: all that chaos was put to rest.

— — —

Sabine still woke up sore, but she also woke up comfortable. They were still wrapped in each other's arms like they'd been when they fell asleep, but somehow in the night, her other hand had found its way to his chest. His other arm had also closed itself around her, and despite the soreness in her legs, she could still feel how they tangled into his.

And she'd never felt better in her life.

She was too groggy to come up with an excuse for this.

No, of course she didn't have feelings for Ezra.

No, of course, he was just a good friend, just a brother.

No, she wouldn't be comfortable if she did this with anyone else, even other people she would've considered her brothers, like Tristan or Zeb.

No, she couldn't quite say it was just for comfort and warmth.

No, she'd never felt more at peace in all her life.

No, she didn't want him to wake up and move away from her and ruin this moment.

No, she didn't want him to know she was awake now, but still making the choice not to pull away from him.

No, of course she didn't have feelings for Ezra.

She could feel how his chest heaved under her hand, with a steady and relaxed rhythm behind every breath he took. He was just as at peace with her as she was with him.

She tilted her head ever so slightly, just enough to see his face. She had to, had to make sure this was real. How many nights had she dreamed of his return, only to wake up and find him still hopelessly lost?

But no, here he was this time, really here. She wasn't dreaming. His slight snoring, the lack of feeling in her arm underneath him, even whatever that strange smell was that hung over him now— all of it was just a reminder that this time it was real. He was real.

What more could she ask for than a moment like this?

She watched as he blinked back into consciousness. At first, he seemed a bit startled by their accidental intimacy, but as soon as his eyes met hers, he relaxed again.

"Good morning, sleepyhead," Sabine smiled.

Ezra shook his head and whispered, his voice deeper in the morning than it had been at night, "I really hope this isn't another dream."

It was a comment so simple and so pure, and somehow so personal and so passionate, and so humorous in its candidacy. It was so Ezra, and something about him right now made her heart flip-flop around behind her chestplate.

"Me too," she sighed.

"If this is a dream though," he whispered, and she almost thought she felt his thumb stroke her side, "it's the best one yet."

"Dreams aren't usually this cold," Sabine said, and as she did, his embrace tightened a little, "this is real. I'm here, and so are you."

"And that's never going to change," Ezra said.

"Yeah," Sabine chuckled, "at the very least, not for the rest of our week hiding in this closet."

She saw him shake his head, slightly, as if he wanted to say more, but stopped himself.

— — —

Each night came with a minor adjustment to their sleeping arrangement. Armor, belts, and shoes were moved onto the shelf to make their space more comfortable. They rested against a different wall so they could stretch their legs better. They shared Ezra's outer robe to keep warm. Toward the end of the week, they'd figured out the troops' rotations for routine ship inspection, and Ezra insisted on running the risk of using the sonic in the fresher, a decision that Sabine definitely didn't disagree with.

Along the way, they also found ways to pass the time. Sabine caught him up on absolutely everything he missed out on. Ezra told her some legends he'd heard from the Noti. They played a couple word games and stumped each other with riddles.

And they found themselves in each other's arms a lot.

— — —

Sabine's fingers tapped mindlessly against Ezra's stomach as she lay in his arms that final night in the closet with him. His head rested on her other arm, and she was fighting the urge to twirl her fingers aimlessly through his hair as well. One of his arms was wrapped around her, with a hand on her shoulder to keep the robe wrapped around them both in place, and the other hand resting close to hers, so close their hands almost touched as her fingers tapped.

As tired as she might've been, she knew that as soon as she fell asleep, she'd wake up again, and then they'd be back to responsibilities and preventing another galactic war and not falling asleep in each other's embrace— so she tried her best to stay awake and keep this moment from ending.

"Bet you're excited to get home," she asked Ezra.

"What?" Ezra joked, "you think I'd rather be back with friends and family I haven't seen in a decade, and real food, an/d a bed long enough to stretch my legs in, than be on the cold, hard floor of a closet on a soon-to-be-stolen Imperial transport?"

"Well, it'll be nice to get some fresh air," Sabine said, "and maybe an actual pillow."

"What?" Ezra asked, "am I not good enough for you?"

Sabine lifted her head off his chest.

"The pillows back home certainly snore a lot less."

"Oh, you're one to talk," Ezra said, "I could hear you snoring from down the hall sometimes back when we were on The Ghost."

"I had a cold that week," Sabine argued.

"Right."

"And at least I didn't sneak a Loth Cat onboard."

"It was one time!"

"Twice," Sabine said, resting her head again on her sub-par pillow, "I remember the look on Hera's face when she found out each time."

She felt him laugh beneath her.

"We sure have come a long way since then," Ezra said.

"You can say that again," Sabine said.

The old adage that absence makes the heart grow fonder certainly hadn't been wrong, and a decade is a long time to grow fond of someone again.

And after so much time apart, they'd definitely earned all this forced quality time together.

She adjusted her position in his arms a little, trying to get a little closer to him despite the impossibility of doing so with how close they already were.

Almost as though in response to her unspoken desire, he pulled his arm tighter around her, that hand now resting on her stomach, and his other hand taking hers.

"I am excited to go back home," Ezra whispered, "but I think I might actually miss this a little."

Sabine smiled. "I guess there's worse people to be stuck in a closet with for a week."

Ezra squeezed her hand. "Yeah, I guess so."

Sabine yawned and Ezra did too.

"Better try to get some rest," Ezra said, "we've got a busy day tomorrow."

"I'll do my best," Sabine said, "hard to get rest when your pillow keeps snoring though."

Ezra gave her half a laugh and turned a little closer toward her.

"Goodnight, 'Bine," Ezra whispered.

Sabine smiled into those soft blue eyes she'd crossed galaxies to rescue, the ones that somehow made everything all make sense again.

"Goodnight," she whispered, "Ner Suun Ca'nara."

"What does that mean?" he asked.

Sabine laughed a little, and shook her head. "I'll tell you later."

"Alright, then," Ezra smiled, "Goodnight."

And she almost thought she felt him lean forward and kiss the top of her head before they both fell into a blissful sleep.

#sabezraweek2023 #sabezra #sabine wren #ezra bridger #ezrabine #ahsoka series #star wars rebels #ahsoka spoilers #kazzy writes #fanfic #kazzy writes fanfic #sabezra fanfic #otp: im counting on you

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smartwatermagic · 2 months

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AITA for inviting my archenemy and his (ex?) girlfriend on a date the same time same place?

So some background info, I (17M) joined Ls (M 19 at the time) fight against his ultra neglectful father and extended family when I was 12. It was an easy decision considering they also neglect my mom (∞F) and I was tired of the disrespect she received and is still receiving. I just want to make her proud and get her some acknowledgement for all she did for them through centuries, you see. The fact that the summer camp they run made me and a lot of other kids sleep on the floor also helped.

Long story short, we lost horribly. L got killed at age 23, most of my friends died when two people from the summer camp exploded our main base ship and the neglectful parents™ killed my siblings (admittedly because of a wrong decision I made), twisted my mom's arm to stop fighting and kicked me out of the summer camp for life.

Now, this left me immensely angry at my archenemy, let's call him P (17M) as he was one of the people that blew up our ship, the leader of who we were fighting against, and as I suspect, responsible for Ls death so I swore vengeance to avenge the deaths of the people I loved.

Now the problem is, P had broken up with A (17F) as the amount of power he has scared both of them and he didn't want to hurt her. Apparently it happened at an unplanned trip to Ps uncle Hs (∞M) basement and my previous boss Ks (∞M) jail. I have no idea how they even ended up there. Despite my murder attempts P had been incredibly kind to me and denies that he killed L/K. I CANNOT put my undying hatred for this man into words but after a few unintentional date nights I think I have fallen in love with him.

Around this time A found me. One thing that I and everyone around me know is just how protective A and P are of eachother. One time my late friend E(17M) tried to stab P in his weakest point and A took a poisoned knife for him. P broke his nose in retaliation, I think if E hadn't escaped P would've killed him right there. Anyways, A is also very possessive and didn't take being broken up out of nowhere very well due to her abandonment issues. The thing is, she, like me, also looked up to L and we used to be friends when I was at the summer camp. After some mental warfare, a knife fight and some crying about L, one thing led to another and we ended up going on dates.

Neither A and P are aware I also meet up with the other but from what I've heard from them, they sound like they were a very dysfunctional and codependent couple. I feel like they're just using me to fill up their loneliness and as a person to vent up about their increasing resentment towards the neglectful parents™, almost like a pet passed between two exes.

I talked about this with Es ghost, who called me an idiot, and my mom and adopted dad (40+/dead,M) both pointed out I was as lonely as A and P.

So Aita for inviting both of them to the same date because I want to sort things out?

I created a side blog for this because of self consciousness, lmao, hi mutuals this is for you/hj

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kari-go · 3 months

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What potential did you think canon Adrien had that was squandered when you quit watching in early season 3? What could canon have done better to make you care about him? Is there any overlap with your original salt au?

They could've done so much but did nothing. There was the conflict with Lila, with Marinette and Adrien teaming up together to do something. It would've made the love square stronger, with them becoming friends and trusting each other. There could've been so many Adrinette moments!

Also, Gabriel, his dad, is Hawkmoth AKA THE MAIN VILLAIN. And there's nothing for basically the entire series.

They could've had Adrien bond with Master Fu, it's kinda unfair that Marinette knew so much more and Adrien basically didn't know about his existence (I think he already knew about him in season 3 but there was no content of them, I think?). This would've been a good way to put in some lore, something about Emilie, Adrien noticing the weirdness about her death, or something about past holders and the miraculous in general. This also could've helped Ladynoir, with them bonding over their miraculous and their kwamis.

Just making Lila a bigger threat (and smarter, because she is so so dumb) would've made the show better or at least interesting.

I'm honestly not sure? I think he was always uninteresting to me,,, I used to read a lot of LS fanfictions because it was clearly endgame and the main ship and I think that's just where my interest in him ended. I cared about him because he was associated with Marinette.. I remember being kinda confused as to why everyone was obsessed with him xd So I honestly don't know, but I guess just having a bigger role in the story would've helped.

No, in basically everything. And I'm really happy about that.

#looking at the episode list #ive only seen about 9 episodes of season 3 #and like a half of season 2 #ive seen season 1 entirely #probably the best season #ask #miraculous ladybug #adrien agreste #ml writing salt #ml salt #ml critical #eeh #adrien salt #i guess

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nikethestatue · 3 months

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(I asked why we should disregard the bonus chapter interaction) thanks for answering! Very good points, and no without the bonus chapter I wouldn't have thought anything between Gwyn and Azriel.

I took the "spark in his chest" as him thinking about Gwyn as he passed off the necklace. So if you're this convinced that it will be Azriel/Elain, what do you think the purpose of the bonus chapter was? I have heard about the light singer theory but I don't think I've seen a good explanation of it, can you help me out with that?

So I don't think you need to disregard the Bonus, but you need to take in the context of the rest of the book. Some readers take it as the culmination of everything ACOSF, whereas it's a bonus, which is simply an explanation and addition to what we read.

The primary goal is to clarify the relationship between Elriel. It starts with that, it starts explaining Azriel's feelings, it explains what happened at Solstice and why he was so uncomfortable. Then it goes further, to show that Elain is reciprocating the feelings. Then we have a conflict with Rhys and the reason for the conflict--the mate bond between Elain and Lucien. Two things are confirmed--Azriel is no longer interested in Mor, and Azriel is questioning the Cauldron. The part with Gwyn is primarily about the reaction of the shadows to her. SJM repeatedly emphasised that the shadows kind of acted oddly. They didn't warn him that she was on the roof. They also danced with her breath, like 'they heard some silent music'. However you want to consider the LS theory--obviously, it's left to interpretation, because it's not confirmed. The interaction with Clotho is also odd. Azriel 'found himself' at the Library, like he wasn't planning to go there. He didn't seek Gwyn out directly, mind you--he could've just given her the necklace himself, if he was so inclined, the next time he saw her. He gave it to Clotho. We never saw the necklace again. There was an urgency though in him--to give it away. I don't think that SJM is drawing your attention to romance, I think she is drawing your attention to his unusual behaviour and to the unusual behaviour of his shadows. I think the language that SJM uses is purposeful--I think it reflects the confusion that Azriel is feeling and the confusion in his head. Is he just upset over Elain? Is he under the influence of something or someone? Is he suddenly in love with Gwyn when he was just pining for Elain? I think it it was meant to leave a question mark, much like Cassian and Emerie, and not start a 3 year long ship war.

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supersaiyanjedi14 · 6 months

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SABEZRA WEEK: Day 3 (Oct 25): What If/Fixit

*What if Sabine had made it on to the Chimera with Ezra? How do they spend the trip back home?*

“LS-2310, report.”

“This is 2310, aft deck clear. Over.”

“Copy.”

“That’s not going to fool them forever, you know.”

Ezra looked up from the comlink towards Sabine. The storage compartment they had managed to cram themselves into luckily had enough crates lying around that they had something to sit and lay down on. After the (to put it mildly) hectic day they had had, being able to just sit still for a moment seemed like a gift from above. Sadly, stowing away on an Imperial Star Destroyer, especially one captained by Thrawn, was hardly a situation to readily afford such a luxury. It had been a miracle that they hadn’t been discovered yet. And they weren’t even close to being out of the woods. Sabine had told him that the whole trip through hyperspace had taken the better part of three days even with the colossal hyperdrive ring, so it would take at least that long before they could hijack a shuttle or fighter and make their escape. Until then, they had busied themselves finding stormtrooper armor to disguise themselves in and finding a quiet spot of the ship to lie low.

“It’ll just have to fool them long enough,” Ezra replied. “Just long enough for us to get back to known space.”

“The sooner the better.” Sabine replied sharply. Ezra saw her holding herself stiffly as she sat on the crate. Her hands were wringing themselves like crazy, and her left foot kept bouncing like a rubber ball.

Ezra couldn’t blame her for feeling antsy. Yes, they had managed to get aboard the Chimera and were on their way home, something he himself had been waiting ten agonizingly long years for. But the “they” in question did not include everyone. The last they had seen of Ahsoka, she was fighting off a Elsbeth and a small army of undead stormtroopers all on her own. She couldn’t divide her attention from them for a split second to catch her breath, much less get on the ship. They had been forced to leave her behind.

They didn’t know if she had managed to get away, if Hyuyang had gotten the ship repaired enough for them to pursue. Of course, even if she had, there was little to no way that she had managed to catch up. At best, she was right where he had been, stranded on a forsaken planet at the edge of existence with no way to get home. At worst...

Ezra banished the thought from his mind. He could tell that Sabine was beating herself up enough over this turn of events. Having both of them fret over it wouldn’t do anyone any good. Even if he couldn’t see her obvious signs of worry and agitation with his own eyes, her nervousness and shame were shining like a bonfire through the Force.

Sighing, he sat down with her, putting an arm around her shoulder. “Hey,” he said. “She’ll be alright. The second we can, we’ll find a way to head back out there and find her.”

Sabine took a deep breath. “We shouldn’t have to. It’s my own fault we’re in this mess.”

“Don't say-”

“I mean it!” Sabine snapped. Ezra was taken aback by the outburst, though his expression was evidently enough for her to rein it in. “I’m sorry,” she muttered. “It’s just...she told me time and again what was at stake. I knew from the start that Thrawn coming back would be a disaster. And what did I do? I gave in. I was selfish. And now Ahsoka’s stuck out there and Thrawn’s on his way back to make all hell break loose.” She scoffed. “Some Jedi, huh?”

Ezra thought for a moment, choosing his words carefully. He could tell she was really on edge, and feeding into her blame wouldn’t do her any good. Then again, it would also be dishonest to pretend that there was no fault at all here.

“You’re right,” he said at last. “You were selfish, and things are looking bleak.” He tightened his embrace around her shoulder. “But that just means we have something to make right.”

Sabine looked up at him, her agitation replaced by a puzzled expression. Ezra continued.

“If there’s one thing Kanan taught me, one thing I learned from my time with him, it’s that being a Jedi isn't about being perfect. It doesn't mean always being right. Every Jedi in history has messed up at some point, sometimes because they were wrong, sometimes because they had no good options. But nine times out of ten, that’s just because they were people. The critical thing was that they got back up and tried to do right even after they failed.”

He moved around to place both hands on her shoulders. “And that’s what we’re going to do. Thrawn’s coming back, but so are we. We’re going to fight him. You, me, Hera, all of us. We’re not going to let him bring the Empire back. And one way or another, we’re going to get Ahsoka back here too.” He smiled. “And we’ll do it together.”

Sabine looked at him, her face still etched with concern. “How can you be sure?”

Ezra just smirked. “I’m about to complete a round trip to another galaxy. If that can happen, anything can.”

At first, Sabine said nothing. Then, her eyes starting to moisten, she gave a weak smile of her own and enveloped Ezra in a crushing hug. Ezra wrapped his own arms around her and squeezed.

This was going to be a long trip. But they had each other and a lot to prepare for.

#star wars #star wars rebels #ezra bridger #sabine wren #sabezra #sabezraweek2023 #fanfic

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purrincess-chat · 2 months

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Okay, listen, I find the distribution of LS sides data to be interesting, and major major props to the OP for spending the time doing it. I mentioned back when the OP did s1 that I understand the metric they used in measuring bc it's unarguable screentime, even if I personally consider a lot of moments where the two aren't together to be for one ship or another (particularly for Adrinette when a majority of the time in earlier seasons Marinette spends probably more time plotting schemes to get with him than actually interacting with him, which would have added to their screentime, in my opinion), but I respect the OP's decision on doing it the way they did. That being said, I'm not going to lie, I laughed pretty hard after the s5 measurements. You're telling me that LN stans lost their absolute damn minds and screamed from the rooftops about how Adrinette stans were "gaslighting" (🙄) them when we said that LN wasn't being shafted that season and "buhh LN is dead where's LN??? I miss them" All of that over a 14% drop in screentime? And they still had THE MOST screentime out of all sides that season?????

I don't know that I can ever take a LN stan seriously again, I'm sorry. I already don't take people who fight about the sides like they're 4 different ships seriously bc as I have said numerous times and will say numerous times again, they are the same damn people. But so long as there are clowns dressing up and showing off for the fandom, I will be here shaking my head at how absolutely absurd they are.

Anyway, all of the respect in the world for the person who did that, you mad lad, you legend, you absolute beast. Please take a damn nap, you've earned it 🤣

#cat speaks #s5 discourse #i knew i was right about it #but the evidence is still pretty fucking hilarious #anywho #i am off to write more post botw zelda/link bye!

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chocolatecoveredbrusselsprout · 1 year

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Okay all my love to TOH fandom but one of the biggest Ls is the fans making “huntlow” the primary ship name for Hunter and Willow when the crew used “Winter” and it is SO MUCH BETTER AND PRETTIER AND 😭 I wish it was more commonly used I love when ships make clever names

#the owl house #toh #toh season 2 #toh season 2a #toh season 2b #toh season 3 #toh season three #toh hunter #toh willow #willow park #hunter #dana terrace #winter #huntlow #winter is literally right there folks and it is perfection #fr #toh finale

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matan4il · 1 year

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Hello!

I saw your post where you spoke about the 911's cast and writers being aware of Buddie, and the explicit support from some of the cast for Canon!Buddie.

I am quite new to the fandom and so I was wondering if there were any links you could source for this? I am genuinely curious :)

Funnily enough, I started 911 after loving LS, and saw a lot of buddie content on 911 blogs. I figured it was typical queerbaiting (tumblr 2012 era was ✨️ traumatising ✨️ and so resolved not to ship them.

But then I watched the show and yeah…there were definitely interesting choices made that make Buddie such an intricately beautiful ship. It's a slow burn to rival all slow burns :fire:

Needless to say, I'm now 100% on board!

Hi lovely Nonnie and welcome to the fandom! :D I hope you enjoy everything about it and I am so glad to hear you're on board! *hugs*

Okay, for links... TBH I mostly remember things as they happen, I'm less into saving links, but for you I made the effort, I traced my own steps (who knew I actually remembered where I yelled about certain things two and a half years ago? The power of Buddie), and found the source to the stuff I had in mind when I said Ryan, Oliver, JLH and Gavin have all shown support for Buddie. Her we go...

Let's start with Gavin! Obviously it was explained to him in age-appropriate terms, so take that into account, but still, look at how pure his response is (interview from Oct 2021):

And then they went and they filmed the lasagna scene in 601. You can't tell me that doesn't mean anything!

Now Oliver and Ryan have both expressed support for Buddie more than once, for example you can find my post showing how they were the ones who named our ship! In terms of official interviews, they've mostly given answers that are noncommittal but supportive, stuff along the lines of making sure they don't raise fans' expectations (in case it doesn't happen), but also letting us know they do like the enthusiasm for Buddie, and would be cool if 911 went that way. So most are kind of... let's say diplomatic. I will, however, throw in this live that Ryan did where at first, he had a few answers of that vanilla sort (encouraging the shippers, not promising anything, leaving room for Buddie to happen, but also leaving room for fans who don't want Buddie, and sort off summarizing with, "We'll see what Tim writes"). But then he got a question about Abby and I don't think he could help it, the Buddie shipper just jumped out of him, which I love. I edited and uploaded it to YouTube for you, since stupid Tumblr only allows me to directly upload one vid a post here:

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Lastly, but maybe my personal fave, in May 2020, a gay fan of JLH uploaded to his personal IG account a video that he asked her to film with a message for his husband's bday. Here's the relevant part of the vid which I've edited and uploaded for you, where JLH is basically being all of us:

BTW, this is also a reply to the Nonnie who sent this ask:

I know about Ryan, Oliver and JLH but when did Gavin say anything about that?

I hope I managed to answer both of you! Have a great day, and as always, here's my ask tag.

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ips-northstar-official · 9 months

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hey, why's the sales page for the perpetual momentum drive say that it can sustain a "passive .000001 ls charge"?? like, that's 300 meters. just say 300 meters. i think y'all might have accidentally hired an ex-SSC guy to write your sales copy or something, because that reads exactly like some of the pseudointellectual bullshit they do. as a loyal customer, i expect my IPS-N branded high-octane death machines to contain a comparatively small amount of pseudointellectual bullshit.

Hello! This is a good question, and one we’re happy to answer. While we are aware that .000001 ls is equal to 300 m, we used ls when talking about the perpetual momentum drive because it is based on and compatible with our line of ship drives. Galactic standards of measurement define the light-second as the unit of measure for discussing such charges on ships, and so to avoid confusion we used the same for the Nelson’s equipment too.

We guarantee that we have no intention of spouting “pseudointellectual” advertising speech in the way that some of our competitors do. With IPS-Northstar’s products, what you see is what you get.

#lancer rpg #lancerrpg

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winter-petal · 7 months

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Rating ships part 1 (Love square edition)

Adrienette: I seriously Despise this ship so much. Canon has proved MANY times that Adrien and Marinette are NOT made for each other (in my opinion). Ephemeral and Cat blanc were made to show the audience that if the ladynoir reveal ever happened and that if Mari started dating Adrien then Gabriel will Emotionally torture Adrien and manipulate him, Yet the show still encourages us to still ship it and that it's endgame.

Ladrien: I never really shipped Adrien and Ladybug because once again i'm gonna say this, Canon has showed MANY times that Adrien and Marinette are NOT made for each other.

Marichat: .....

Ladynoir: Where do i begin

Ladynoir is a toxic ship and Chat noir is the ENTIRE reason why ladynoir is a crappy ship. Chat noir has

Actively slacked off on his duties and got excited at the idea of someone almost getting akumatized, in addition to disregarding the responsibilities Ladybug now has as Guardian (Lies)

Repeatedly disobeyed orders for petty and selfish reasons (Lies, Sentibubbler, Wishmaker, Strikeback)

Refused to understand the boundaries Ladybug placed regarding their relationship (Glaciator 2)

Harmed innocent people, intentionally and unintentionally (Hack-San, Rocketear)

Got himself captured or brainwashed by an Akuma (Mr. Pigeon 72, Mega Lech, Guiltrip, Ephemeral, Penalteam)

Literally gave up being a superhero and left Ladybug to deal with the fallout (Kuro Neko)

And the worst part is that the Narrative frames chat noir as a good hero while ladybug isn't even though ladybug has tried so hard to keep her team intact and reached out to chat many times.

Conclusion

In the end, If u hate the love square, well to bad cause the show will try SO hard to make sure u like it, only for them to make u hate the LS even more. The love square is a good concept but the execution is just .....

#honeybloom20-23 #miraculous ladybug #ml salt #love square salt

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blueberry-macaron · 9 months

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Do you think people who always hated the LS have an easier time hating on Movie!Adrien than people who used to ship it?

From what I've seen anti LS peeps like movie!Adrien, while fans of the show hate him. I thought that was weird at first, but after thinking about it, I think I have an explanation as to why.

The focus of Movie!Adrien's sad backstory was the death of his mother and that causing problems in his relationship to his dad (who wasn't as much of a horrible person as in the show, so abuse wasn't really an issue the movie touched on) but also affecting him as a person. He was closed off and afraid of getting close to people. Basically you could say he was more like his PV version. That's already a strong contrast from his show self with the strong craving for human friendship and love, so that probably already threw people off who liked show!Adrien.

We first learn about his mom when he goes to that theather where she used to perform. It's his place where he feels closest to her. Then he starts talking about it with Marinette/Ladybug and in the end he reconsiles with his dad, telling him that "yes, mother's gone, but we're still here" and they hug it out, accepting things for what they are. Now I don't want to give the movie too much credit because this "arc" was not fleshed out at all. Most of that happens in the montage. The basis was there, but after establishing that, they rush through the movie and put their focus more on fights, the romance and the music. And I think this rushing through things is the reason Adrien enjoyers couldn't connect to this other Adrien. Basically "The first one was great, so why should I care about this new one that is so different? He's less outgoing despite his dad already pushing him away and him hating loneliness? He's more mean to LB during their banter for no apparent reason? Where is Chat being a shoulder to cry on when LB looses her self confidence?"

If you present a new interpretation of a character to fans of said character, you'll have to try a little harder to convince them this interpretation is good with actual good story telling, which this movie severely lacks due to the very simplistic plot, and also... not relying on the show and the audience having to fill the blanks with information from the show as much as the movie did.

Meanwhile salters see show!Adrien as someone who gets a lot just handed to him because he made a sad face, generally has no agency and makes Marinette's life harder than it has to be and they don't like that. Then along comes this other version where his emotions don't feel like a constant pity party but are something he learns how to deal with, he doesn't constantly makes missions harder than they have to be (expect the ending sort of) and he finally has some agency. That's what I like about the way he's being portrayed. And as I said, the movie doesn't flesh those aspects out, but the premise alone of Adrien having to overcome his mother's death with the help of people around him is so much more interesting and likeable for me and probably others too, unlike the constant whining about how hard his life is until somebondy (Marinette) comes along and bends over backwards to fix it for him while he stands around and looks pretty.

So yeah, that's my take on the situation. I do find it pretty funny though how some stans act like Movie!Adrien is some alpha dude bro while show!Adrien drinks his respect women juice. Not to burst your bubble but both handle LB's rejection very poorly and are dicks to her about it. At least movie!Adrien still jumped to action instead of immediately abandoning his miraculous

#ask #anon #ml salt #ml movie spoilers #Adrien salt #ml fandom salt #I guess #of course this doesn't apply to everyone #there are people who hate both #there are probably also people who like both idk #but this is my general impression from the salt tag

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