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sayoneee · 4 months

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☆ POISON

“miss her, kiss her, love her, wrong move you’re dead, that girl is poison” - bell biv devoe (2.2k)

contains: luke castellan x daughter of aphrodite! reader. acquaintances to friends to secretish lovers. silena + drew mentions. during tlt.

kashaf’s note: u cant tell me a group of teenagers lived together at summer camp and no one had secret parties. dont @ me for the 90s music references (+ i imagine avantika vandanapu as silena, and momona tamada as drew)

i. and if there was a problem / yo, i'll solve it

“CASTELLAN?” YOU APPROACHED him slowly, tone cautious as if you were speaking to a wounded animal, although in this case, maybe you were, as you reached for his bruised knuckles, remaining persistent, even as he tried to withdraw his hands out of your grasp. “why’d you do that?”

“did i need a reason?” there is a forced jocularity to his words, a well-practiced mask he is never seen without, and you cringe slightly, your gaze catching the grimace that twists his lips. his attempt at a ‘roguish’ grin falls flat, the expression a discordant note against the backdrop of his injuries. luke’s already busted lip splits open, a thin line of crimson carving a river down his chin. he moves to wipe it off the back of his arm, but you’ve already pulled off the bandana tying up your hair (a birthday present from a half-sibling) and begun rubbing at his face.

luke’s eyes widened at the gesture.

despite being tentative acquaintances since your arrival, you’re still annoyed that luke castellan continues to underestimate just how much of his heart he wears on his sleeve — or rather, just how well you manage to see past his facade. his blatant lie hangs in the air, unacknowledged. instead, you deliberately shift your gaze to the purples and blacks that mar his knuckles, setting about wrapping them with your bandana, obscuring the damage.

“i could’ve done that myself,” luke says, amused, his words lightly appreciative. still, at your answering glare, he tosses his hands in the air in surrender as ‘ice ice baby’ continues in the background, uninterrupted, “but thank you, though.”

“i’m no apollo kid, but it’ll do,” you shrug instead of accepting the gratitude, tugging him to his feet, ensuring to grab his uninjured hand, and hauling him outside.

“you’re no apollo kid, and you decide to take the injured man away from where the apollo kids are actually gathered,” luke muses, once again entertained with himself (was there any other emotion this boy could experience besides amusement?), once the lights of the apollo cabin are so far behind you, neither of you could fully see each other.

“you’ll live,” you say, scowling at him through the darkness, forgetting he couldn’t actually see you.

“and you’re moody for a daughter of aphrodite,” he says, still holding onto your hand as he trails after you.

you stop in your tracks, pinch the bridge of your nose, count to three, and finally turn to luke, who still has his stupidly pleased-with-himself expression on his face. “luke castellan, if you don’t end up dying of some tragic fate or the other i will hunt you down myself.”

“duly noted.”

“holy hera, do you even want to know where i’m taking you?”

“nah, i think the mystery really adds some suspense.”

“that’s it, i give up,” you say, before beginning to drag him back to the apollo cabin, when he plants his feet in the dirt ground firmly, grinning crookedly at you as the moonlight finally shines through the clouds, suddenly bathing him in a luminescent glow.

“nah, c’mon, let’s go to your spot.”

you glare at him, watching how his stupid grin only seems to grow in size, an annoyingly endearing trait. with a sigh, you continued to drag him along, scowling each time he tried to make a quip.

“what if we get to your spot, and i find out this was all just a ploy to murder me?” luke muses out loud, looking thoughtful for once.

“do you seriously believe that if i was gonna murder you, i wouldn’t have done it by now?” you say, pausing when he shrugged in agreement, “we’re here though, whiney baby.”

luke’s eyebrows rose as he took in the secluded area near the dunes, finally meeting your gaze again. “aw, i can’t believe you just planned out our first date.”

“i seriously don’t know what any of my half-siblings see in you.”

“so you’ve discussed me then.”

“shut up, i dragged you all the way here, because even though i know you like attention, i don’t think you wanted the attention you were getting from punching that poor hephaestus kid in the jaw,” you say shockingly sincerely, startling both yourself and luke.

luke doesn’t say anything, letting what seems like a confession hang in the air, instead, sits down near the water, and rubs a hand across his jaw, watching you as you follow suit, sitting next to him.

after spending what seems like minutes in silence, watching the waves lap at the shore, luke finally speaks, staring out at the horizon, his tone slightly hollow, and devoid of all things you have come to label as luke castellan, looking eerily similar to the night he had returned from his infamous quest, “heroes aren’t meant to be happy.”

you drew your legs to your chest, wrapping your arms around them and resting your head. “i know — achilles, orpheus, theseus…” you trail off.

“and hercules,” luke adds, almost melancholy.

“i think i’ve pretty much accepted i’ll die young,” you say, your words coming out in nothing but a whisper despite the two of you being alone.

luke nods in solidarity, lost in thought. “it shouldn’t have to be like this,” he finally says, voice hardening.

ii. talking sweet and looking fine / i get kinda hectic inside

“okay, for this technique, i’ll need a partner,” luke says, looking straight at you. “can you come up here?”

deciding to oblige him, you rolled your eyes good-naturedly, smiling as you joined him in front of the other campers, who had begun whispering when he called out to you. in the crowd, just past your half-siblings looks of shock, you can see the stolls passing around a wad of cash.

luke addresses the crowd once more, “i need everyone to be paying close attention here, we’ll be demonstrating how to parry, or counterblock for the newcomers.”

as both of you get into position, luke smiles, “don’t forget to go easy on me.”

you laughed, “don’t bet on it, castellan.”

your demonstration ends up feeling like eons, as the two of you continue to dance around each other, parrying and jabbing, and lunging, and striking, and parrying. both of you are panting, your faces flushed as you continue, and just when it seems like you have the upper hand, luke side steps, and easily parries your finishing blow, disarming you in the process.

you laugh as you yield, loving the exhilaration from the fight, but when the two of you face the campers once more, more than half of the crowd is slack-jawed.

luke, ever the showman, can’t resist a grin, “not only was that your lesson to not underestimate aphrodite cabin, but also to show you the level we’re trying to get you guys to. now, partner up and spread out.”

before you can turn back to address luke again, drew is suddenly at your side.

“what the fuck was that?” drew hisses, grasping your elbow and leading you away from the training session in full swing, pulling you into your cabin, where silena sits on your bed (still in her armor), clearly awaiting this impromptu confrontation.

“what was what?” you choose to feign innocence, examining your nails before glancing up to see the twin expressions of horror on both silena and drew’s faces.

“do not act dumb,” drew eyes you coolly, “it’s so beneath you.”

“i’m not acting dumb,” you rolled your eyes at the both of them.

“yes you —”

“you and castellan,” silena interjects, “we want details, now.”

“what details even are there to give?”

silena grabs drew’s arm, pulling her back from apparently nearly pouncing on you.

drew rolls her eyes at the hand on her arm, and then focuses on you, “you’re literally our next head counselor and you and castellan had never so much looked at each other until this week and now he’s asking you to help demonstrate training techniques, like hello?”

silena snapped her fingers in agreement, “c’mon, you can’t deny that something didn’t happen.”

“nothing did,” you crossed your arms across your chest.

“you know what,” drew says, “if you wanna be like this fine. come find me when you finally decide to — i don’t know — talk to your sisters?” she storms out of the cabin, leaving you alone with silena, who sighs, gives you an apologetic look and goes after drew.

“well, that was a shit show.”

you whirl around to see your head counselor standing at the entry of the cabin, poised as ever, not a hair out of place as she stood, examining her manicure, looking bored, as usual.

“couldn’t agree more,” you sigh, sitting on your bed, head in your hands.

your head counselor takes a seat beside you, “look, i don’t care for whatever petty drama just unfolded, you’ll get over it, daughters of aphrodite and all,” she waves a hand in the air, “— but for now, we have more pressing issues. i’m gonna leave for college soon, and the entire cabin knows you’re my successor.”

you nod as she paused, meeting your gaze, and you can’t help but examine the perfect shape of her eyeliner, scanning her entire picture-perfect face in an attempt to discern her mood.

“i don’t care whatever it is you have going on with castellan, but you need to complete the rite of passage, before you become head counselor.”

“the rite of passage?” you asked, having only heard the phrase in hushed conversations around camp, the knot in your stomach tightening as she continued.

“no child of aphrodite is a true child of aphrodite without having broken their first love’s heart,” is all she offers as an explanation, completely straight-faced. “castellan is perfect for your rite of passage.”

your eyebrows furrow as you consider her words, and with a final nod, and gentle squeeze of your arm, she leaves you with both her legacy and your mother’s legacy in your hands.

“oh, and before i forget, whoever doesn’t do it always ends up cursed.”

iii. now let me pray to keep you from / the perils that will surely come

luke’s shoulder brushing against yours has turned out to be extremely distracting, and now you can understand why your cabin is more notorious for breaking hearts, rather than falling in love. you can’t seem to focus on anything except how close his hand is to yours, even the golden hue of the fire or the sing-alongs can’t divert your attention.

the distance between the two of you grows imperceptibly smaller when luke suddenly clears his throat, on the verge of saying something, when a twig snaps behind the two of you, causing you to jump apart and look at the intruder.

annabeth is standing behind the two of you, looking faintly apologetic, but also terrified. “sorry if i interrupted you guys,” she offers, rubbing her arm.

you share a glance with luke, nodding at him. “you weren’t — luke can always talk to me later,” you say, offering her your trademark smile.

annabeth nodded, “thank you,” as luke gently squeezed your hand before getting up to comfort her.

“don’t thank me, sweetheart.”

you’re at your usual spot when luke rejoins you, running a hand through his curls. “sorry,” he says, “someone left a spider in athena cabin, and no one could kill it.”

you chuckled, “if it wasn’t a total accident, i’d bet money it was travis and connor.”

the corner of his mouth quirks up at the mention of his siblings, “i think you’re spending too much time around them to pick up on their habits.”

“or maybe, i’m spending too much time around you,” you offer, smirking at him, trying to ignore the funny feeling in your chest as he smiles genuinely at you.

“i like to say i’m an acquired taste,” luke shrugs, sneaking a glance at you as you laugh at him.

“i think i’ve acquired that taste,” you say, without thinking, before realizing how phenomenally stupid that sounded.

luke smiled widely, “y’know, if you weren’t a daughter of aphrodite, i would’ve told you how corny that was —” you shoved him here, “— ow, let me finish, but i actually am really glad to hear that.”

“no wonder,” you smirked, “i can practically hear your heart beating out of your chest.”

“okay, look who’s confident all of a sudden.”

you shut him up with a soft kiss that has him seeing stars.

iv. i know what’s weighing on your mind / you can be sure i know my part

“again, what the hell is going on with you and castellan?” silena asks one early morning before breakfast, birds chirping as she’s lining her eyes with kajal, glancing at the mirror in her hand as she sits at the top of her bed.

“nothing.”

“i literally saw you guys making out and had to scrub my eyes out with soap,” drew adds, looking extremely disgusted at the thought of relieving that experience, as she paints a fresh coat of nail polish.

“fine, you’re right,” you concede, curling your eyelashes.

“don’t you have to do the rite of passage, though?” drew asks, pausing to look up at you.

“i’m not doing the rite of passage,” you say slowly, setting the eyelash curler down on the vanity.

“excuse me?” your head counselor has her hands on her hips, the annoyed expression on her face marring her perfect features, towering over you as she stands in front of your bed.

“i said, i’m not doing the rite of passage,” you enunciate, looking up at her, maintaining eye contact.

the temperature of the cabin seemed to drop ten degrees, and for a minute or so, your stare remained unbroken until she shrugged. “your decision... but don’t say i didn’t warn you,” before dramatically whirling around and heading to the pavilion.

silena gave you a look as drew arched her brow, and you simply shrugged in response.

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jedimandalorian · 5 months

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This is an excerpt from my songfic WIP “I’ll Be Home for Life Day.” I’m writing this for the @sabezra-life-day-celebration which you shippers should follow for updates. 😉

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I'll be home for Life Day

You can count on me

Please have snow and mistletoe

And presents by the tree.

Ezra Bridger stood there just staring with his eyes wide and lips parted, momentarily distracted from his work and fascinated by the sight of Hera Syndulla and Kanan Jarrus slow dancing to the familiar tune of “I’ll Be Home for Life Day” in the main hold of the Ghost. Ezra couldn’t stop himself from grinning at this very rare display of public affection between the two of them. Kanan was softly crooning the song’s lyrics right next to Hera’s ear-cones and was looking quite pleased that he brought such a rosy flush to her ordinarily cool green complexion.

Ezra was supposed to be helping Sabine decorate the holiday tree with glow spheres and colorful hand painted ornaments, but the sight of such a tender moment between his captain and his master reminded him of how his parents had danced to that very same song when he was a little boy. The end result was always the same: Ephraim Bridger always steered his wife Mira over to the doorway where the mistletoe was hung so he could steal a kiss from her. From the time little Ezra was old enough to toddle over to them, his father would lift him into his arms and hold him under the mistletoe so that his mother could kiss his cheek and they could both tell him how much he was loved. His mother and father did that every year until he was six.

Ezra closed his eyes and shook his head as if to ward off the painful memories of what happened on his seventh birthday. After that terrible day he had spent every Life Day on his own. There were no more Life Day trees, no more mistletoe kisses, no more presents…

…that is, until last year. Hera’s gift was the first present he had opened. She had bought him a new pair of red pajamas printed with drawings of silly, playful brown Loth-cats. Some fifteen year-old boys would have been embarrassed to wear such childish-looking sleepwear, but Ezra, who had recognized the drawings as Sabine’s own doodles, realized that Hera had them custom made for him. Ezra, who for years had only worn second-hand clothing that he had nicked or salvaged from recycling bins, had new pajamas that had been made just for him. He had launched himself into Hera’s arms, hugging her with a muffled “thanks” as he hid his face in her shoulder so that the others would not see that his eyes were watering.

“Ezra?” Sabine’s voice brought him back into the present moment. “You okay?”

Ezra hastily wiped his eyes. “Yeah. I’m fine. Is this one the last of the glow spheres? I thought we had more of them last year.”

“Here comes Chopper with the rest of them now,” Sabine said as the droid rolled over to them with another big tray of glow globes.

“Come on, we have to finish up before lunchtime. You’re getting your Life Day present early this year.”

“Early?” Ezra asked. Zeb had ambled over to them with the life-star, which he had the honor of placing on the top of the tree, since he was the only one tall enough to reach the top. “Why am I getting my present early?”

“We all chipped in to get you a gift card,” Zeb explained.

“Yep,” Sabine added. “And I’m in charge of your makeover.”

“Sabine’s taking you to the Spiral City Mall this afternoon to help you pick out some new clothes,” Zeb added.

“But—“ Ezra began, as if to protest.

“Make the kid pick out some new basics too,” Zeb said with a grimace. “I don’t think he owns any socks or underwear that aren’t torn or full of holes.”

Chopper’s electronic giggle made Sabine bite her lip, as if she was desperately trying not to laugh.

“Zeb!” Ezra exclaimed angrily. “That’s not true!” His face was red with embarrassment. “And I don’t need Sabine’s help to pick out under—“

“O Holey Drawers!” Zeb sang in synch with the next Life Day carol on the music-player. “Your bum is nearly showing!”

Sabine and Chopper collapsed in a fit of giggles, and Ezra found himself wishing for an air vent so he could crawl into it and not come out until New Year’s Day.

As if sensing how much Ezra wanted them to change the subject, Sabine came to his rescue. “Oh, they are so sweet,” she commented. Ezra, Chopper, and Zeb turned to look in the direction that Sabine had indicated. They all saw that Kanan was stealing a kiss from Hera under the mistletoe.

Ezra watched them with interest. Smooth, he thought. In a quiet moment he had with Kanan several weeks before, he had confessed his crush on Sabine and then asked Kanan how he managed to get Hera to return his feelings.

Kanan had looked thoughtful for a moment, then replied, “Kid, I might be with Hera, but that doesn’t mean I know how I did it.” Ezra shared a good laugh with his master over that. Kanan opened his mouth as if to say more, then stopped himself. Visions of a future that Ezra could not see clouded Kanan’s blind eyes.

After a long silence, Kanan finally said, “If it is the will of the Force, it will happen. And if it’s going to happen it will be when you’re both more mature and ready for it. For now, you should enjoy your friendship with Sabine, and value how close the two of you have become. Just take things slowly with her. Always be a gentleman, and trust the Force.”

Ezra snapped out of his reverie when Zeb punched his arm. “Are you studying his snogging technique for future reference, Lover Boy?” Chopper guffawed at this. Ezra was glad that Sabine was busy putting away the ornament boxes at that moment. He hoped she was out of earshot.

Zeb leaned down and stage-whispered to Ezra, “Let Sabine have her fun with you at the mall. You know how females are about shopping.”

Ezra nodded.

“Who knows? If you play your cards right, she might even let you hold her hand.” Zeb winked.

Chopper burbled something Zeb couldn’t understand.

“What did he say?”

Ezra was reluctant to translate what Chopper said. It was something like, “Ezra had better play his cards right with Sabine or the only hand he’ll be holding is an Idiot’s Array.”

Of course, Chopper probably intended to call Ezra an idiot by saying that, but he didn’t mind. An Idiot’s Array was still a winning hand in sabaac.

*****

So who wants Sabine and Ezra to go on a “mall date”? What sort of shenanigans should they get into?

What do you think of this story so far?

#sabine wren #ezra bridger #star wars #ahsoka series #sabezra #ezrabine #star wars rebels #hera syndulla #kanan jarrus #chopper #zeb orrelios #mira bridger #ephraim bridger #life day #sabezralifeday2023 #kanera

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umbran6 · 1 year

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What if... Leo Became a God?

Okay, but what if Leo literally burnt away his mortality during Blood of Olympus while fighting Gaea?

Now, before you go ahead and bring out the sledgehammers and pitchforks, or think I'm just doing it as a joke, this is a possibility that I'm being very sincere in considering this. And it is a possibility, because this isn't the first time this has happened in myth - Heracles did it first. So if burning himself alive in a freaking pyre was all Heracles needed to ascend to godhood, Leo literally burning himself alive using his own flames to kill a Primordial should be more than enough. Plus there's the whole Hera mimicking what Demeter did with Demophon, so we could say he's nearly there. Him burning himself alive is just that final push he needed to become a god, burning away his own mortality.

I mean, think about it. The prophecy always said, an oath to hold with a final breath, but it never meant Leo had to get close to perma-dead. Riordan did it just fine with the Physician's Cure, having Leo achieve apotheosis to do so would also be a way to circumvent the loophole in the prophecy. The phrasing is vague in that 'final breath' could be interpreted in multiple ways, such as 'one's final breath as a mortal.'

Oh the irony. We all thought Leo was going to die, then bam! Boy ends up with a permanent lease on life by literally burning himself alive, a lot more power than he could ever imagine getting, and a lot of freedom he never had as a mortal. He's lucky demigod #3 to ascend to godhood without divine patronage, right after Heracles and Dionysus. When he returns to Camp Half-Blood, it isn't on Festus, but him straight-up materializing in the middle of his funeral. Nearly every Greek and Roman but especially Nico mentally screams WTF as they realize that the funeral hasn't even ended, and Leo's shroud is basically his first offering.

His friends reactions to seeing him - and realizing the truth of what he has become. Jason and Piper are in shock, realizing that their friend is now going to stay young and will eventually watch them die and have to move on. Frank and Hazel are bewildered, because Leo's plan to burn himself alive to defeat Gaea had gone horribly right and now they have to deal with the fact that they had a hand in Leo's apotheosis. Percy and Annabeth are bewildered and shocked at the fact that Leo just straight up became a god - and the now very real reality that one of them may eventually do so (cough cough Percy).

When Leo goes to free Calypso, she literally has to process the fact that the boy she may have liked is now a god - the very beings she despises for imprisoning her in Ogygia. That eventually Leo may most likely move on to someone else and dump her. This crashes especially hard when she gets out of that island and realizes that she's become mortal. The dynamics between them have completely changed and Leo isn't aware of it, and Calypso doesn't know how to process that.

Hera is the one to explain exactly is going on to Leo, because she knows she had a hand in Leo becoming a god. She owes him at the very least to guide Leo in his new reality, and both the positive and negative benefits that are associated with ascension to godhood. Hephaestus doesn't know how to handle Leo now basically being just there forever, because none of his children ever became gods unless they were the children of him and a god. Nemesis marvels at the irony of Leo becoming a god while stealing Gaea's life, noting that this was a rather marvelous way that Leo rained his vengeance upon her. Apollo's just friendly because now he has a new friend to be with him in Olympus.

But this ending - for Heroes of Olympus as a whole - would be more poetic and a parallel to The Last Olympian. Percy was satisfied with who he was, protecting the world to save those he loves and he's happy with that. Leo is one who ascends to the heavens in his feat to avenge those he loves and destroying those who tried to destroy him.

But... there's one thing they have in common.

Leo's first act as a god isn't to rescue Calypso. It isn't to appear before the Seven and let them know he's alive. Leo appears in the Underworld and requests for only a single soul to be allowed a second chance at life. The single soul that he loves the most.

Esperanza Valdez is brought out of the underworld, and Leo freezes. The boy on fire who became a god turns back into a boy of eight years old as he finally gets back the mom he lost so long ago as he hugs her as best as he can. He hadn't expected to be a god. He didn't know what would happen next. But this - this is one of the few times things actually feel right. They've both been given a new lease on life - one longer than the other, but they can finally keep moving forward.

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ezhuthalar · 10 months

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Lots of people doing HOO AUs and that sounds fun so I'm hopping on the band wagon. Starting with TLH! (Note, this would mostly be from Jason's pov, with a few chapters from Leo's and Piper's perspectives. ) Edit: I'm calling this The EagleOwl Swap, after the birds closely associated with Zeus and Athena (Also I have seen a fanart with the seven and birds associated with their godly parents, and I was inspired)

Jason wakes up confused, surrounded by his bestfriend Leo and girlfriend Piper, who he doesn't remember. Everything proceeds normally until their teacher turns into a goat and goes zoo-wee-mama, Leo falls to his death till Jason saves him and Piper acts a bit suspicious. Hmmmm.....

The chariot arrives and in it... is not Annabeth. Not Percy either. Nope. It's... Katie Gardener.

Percy and Annabeth had disappeared a few months ago, and getting a bunch of feral demigods to listen is hard if you're not popular. So all the head cabin members are tired, and Jason was apparently the lead they needed to find them, according to their local oracle. Too bad Jason has zero memories

Camp sequence ensues. Leo fits in like a fish to water, while Jason's mopping around being lonely as there's no one else in his cabin. Till he finds Piper moping a bit Piper's Life Hacks 101: If you don't fit in a grp, just pretend you do; maybe then you would find happiness in this cruel world. Jason finds the life hack to be bs, but Piper's too occupied with other things (foreshadowing) to care about being comfortable

They do the quest to save Hera and coach, and the mission is a mess. Leo is pretty much Elsa but with fire powers, Jason has found out throwing water at enemies then electrocuting them is both effective and fun, so now they have to waste time stealing water bottles from stores or else Jason would pout the entire mission, and Piper discovers Charmspeak for the first time, which makes her scary.

We have Leo trauma-dumping with a smile as he talks about the whole 'mom died in a fire thanks to this weird grass-lady' ending that convo with 'everything's fine, I'm fine' when clearly it's not, your friends can see the pain in your eyes, leo stop holding in the pain-

Piper also trauma dumps about how lonely a child of a celebrity's life is, being piled with expectations, forced to not rock the boat at all, people only sucking up to her cuz everyone knows and wants to be friends with THE Tristan Mclean's daughter, pretending to be something she's not

Which is why she and Leo are best friends, cuz boi has no clue what Hollywood is in the first place, (look he had been running for half his life, cut him some slack) and she finds his jokes funny. (the first)

Jason, is an excellent detective no matter what, and gets suspicious of Piper. "Wait, if you're a people pleaser how did you get sent to the Wilderness School. Minors who repeatedly commit offenses goes to prision, and yet you haven't done anything". "Uhhhhh" , a monster attacks them, saving Piper from almost blowing her cover.

Piper questions her sexuality when she meets the hunters, Leo tries to be supportive, but fails. "Hey, I'm an aromantic, and even I can feel the romance between you and Piper" "...Leo. Never flirt. Ever" ( Fun fact, I said the exact same stuff to someone on behalf of my friend; suffice to say it wasn't my proudest moment)

They're both clueless to the angst stuff happening in the cave. Thalia is struggling to keep it together cuz her baby brother is all grown up and she can't celebrate that becuz he doesn't even know her and that's another person she has to add in the list of "loved one she eventually has to see die becuz she's immortal"

Surprise, as they near the place Hera's trapped, Piper gets revealed that's she been working with the giants to get Jason captured when he was least expecting it cause he's a threat. And Piper would sacrifice Jason, a guy she met like a week ago, for her dad whom which they kidnapped like a few months ago and then blackmailed her to be their spy.

Sike, the giants decides to kill Tristan and the trio instead of just Jason, which was not part of the deal, but Gaea hates Aphrodite and all her kids cuz they are Uranus spawns, and Gaea hates her ex-husband a lot. It's also convenient that two thirds of the trio are part of the prophecy of the Seven, so gotta kill them all. (Pokemon theme plays in the background) (Cuz only Hazel, Frank, Jason and Leo were confirmed to be a part of the Seven, and the other three were added later on )

They free Tristan, but Piper gets captured instead. Jason doesn't want to save her, considering she was willing to kill him off a few minutes ago, but Leo knows how Piper feels, considering Gaea screwed him over as well, who he now is 95% sure was that grass lady that killed his mom, and urges Jason to save them. Even if he's miffed by the fact that Piper got to keep her memories thanks to Gaea's interference intact while Jason and Leo's didn't.

"Wait hold up, so Hera and Gaea messed up my memories? So my friendships are all a lie!" "But that doesn't mean I'm not your friend anymore" Leo starts bawling at that, much to Jason surprise, because he has a friend after so long of being alone (poor boy)

Piper meanwhile regrets everything she has ever done, and not for the first time, considers suicide. But after getting riled up by someone from the shadows telling her she's useless, as a daughter of Aphrodite, she gets reminded of her will to live so that she can one day prove that stuck up manager of her father's that she's more than just a pretty face, and she will prove that manager and the rando in the shadows that she's better than them, basically living through sheer spite baby (Poor Piper, the little smolo blorbo)

They arrive at the place where both Piper and Hera are held. Gaea speaks through that mortal from the shadows (we making her more in this au cuz why not), whch is wayyyyyy more creepy then just talking through their dreams and starts egging Leo on being like "Heyyyyy, ya I did murder your mom" before forcing said mortal she was speaking through to kill themselves. We realise that Gaea has just been picking out random mortals and controllling them as she doesn't have a body herself.

Hera gets freed, Leo overcomes his fire trauma,Piper reedeems herself in Jason's books by reviving him back from the dead. Apparently having a pep talk from Leo and the grief from losing Jason, who is legit her best friend now, can get Piper to unlock her full power of charmspeaking. Leo's just happy he has a home again, with two best friends and a fairy godmother through Hera.

Honestly it's funny when you imagine Jason and Piper learning about Hera putting Leo in fire when he was a baby and being horrified, and he's like it wasn't traumatic, it was a learning experience. Also Hera, in the disguise of a babysitter, gave him ice cream for breakfast when he was five, so she's apparently one of his favourite gods.

Jason was apparently taken from the roman camp in an effort to combine the two camps together after centuries of bloodshed and fighting cuz they need to beat Gaea. So yay, Jason finds out atleast one thing about himself. Hera does promise that he will regain his memories when he finds the roman camp, which she doesn't disclose the location of.

Also piper was never intended to be part of the seven in the first place, but becuz she tagged along and put herself within Hera's radar and has a pretty nice power that would be very helpful, she gets put in the prophecy as well, so yay, she finally feels included for the first time in a very looooong time

Also at the begging of Leo, who is Hera's favoruite, decides to be a bit more helpful and give one more info: Annabeth's at the roman camp, and she also reveals that she intially took Percy first to represent the greeks, but he went missing after two days for some reason, so she took annabeth.

Oh in this au Piper and Leo do not become cabin heads, cause they are too busy saving the world to try to lead a cabin, also Piper finally fits in camp cuz she goes against her hollywood teachings and talks back at Drew, showing her true self after a long time. Hephastus cabin does not have that curse of not taking things able to work, but they do find the secret cabin. And they start preparing to go to the roman camp.

Next Part -> Son of Neptune Au

#the lost hero #heroes of olympus #hoo #tlh trio #percy jackson #piper mclean #jason grace #leo valdez #clarisse la rue #rachel elizabeth dare #thalia grace #katie gardener #pjo #hoo au #drew tanaka #The EagleOwl Swap

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Can I have yandere batfam and yandere Superman family with baby Naga reader please

Broken Truth: Why a Naga?

Mask: Some people are interested in Nagas, kinda like you are interested in Werewolves and Lycans.

Broken Truth: Alright. Let the worlds weave together.

How [Reader] Was Found

There was an underground trade of Supernatural Creatures that Martian Manhunter managed to pick up on and informed the rest of the Justice League. After locating the next location of the Underground Trade, the league burst through the doors and began to arrest everyone that was involved before going around the cages to see the creatures that were trapped there: Diana found a family of Werewolves while Green Lantern was holding back some Vampires that had been denied blood for dinner that night. Bruce and Clark were making lists of everything when Clark's superhearing caught the sound of crying coming from a cage where the body of a dead Naga female lay curled up around…

"Oh Hera, there's an infant Naga in here," Diana said as she walked over to the cage with her hand over her mouth.

With his strength, Clark ripped the cage door off as Diana walked into the cage and gathered the infant naga in her arms, who clung to her with her human hands and sobbed into her neck while the rest of the league watched them.

The Bat-Family Gets The Naga

I. Bruce held his arms out and asked for the baby from Diana, who looked at him in confusion before she handed her to the dark knight. The Infant Naga looked upon his masked face and sniffled before he pulled the mask off his face, locking eyes with the supernatural creature; and for some unknown reason, the baby began to calm down and place her human head on the armored chest of the dark knight before she closed her eyes and began to sleep, her long serpent tail wrapping around Bruce's arm to take in his warmth.

II. "I'll take care of her," Bruce said in his matter-of-fact voice as he turned on his heel and began walking to the Bat-Jet outside of the warehouse they were all standing in. He removed his cape and wrapped it around the naga's body before placing her sleeping form in the passenger seat of the jet, her tail still wrapped around his arm as he took off. The Dark Knight called Alfred and the boys on the bat-jet computer and asked them to get the cave ready for a guest and the incubator.

III. Upon arriving in the Bat-Cave, Bruce placed the sleeping Naga in the incubator and informed the rest of the Bat-Family that the sleeping Naga was going to be a member of the family once she woke up but the issue was that she was a supernatural creature and she needed tender care so they were required to learn as much as they could about Nagas to ensure that [Reader] grew up strong and healthy. Each one of the Bat-Boys ran off to the vast library to find out what they can find out what they could about Nagas and their diets; especially at a young age like this.

IV. As [Reader] grew, Bruce was concerned about her wanting to join the Bat-Family's Actions and when she asked, Bruce only agreed because she pointed out that Damian was young when he was introduced into the family business so Bruce was inclined to agree but only if she agreed to stick to stealth missions in the meantime; [Reader] agreed.

V. For the longest time, [Reader] was used as the Information Gatherer for the Bat-Family; able to sneak into places and get intel for the family about any kind of scandal going on in the criminal world but she never learned how to fight because Bruce was against placing his daughter - yes, HIS DAUGHTER - in the line of fire.

The Super-Family Gets The Naga

I. Clark looked at the shivering crying creature and something within him clicked - he reached out and without words gathered the creature in his arms from Diana, who looked at him with confusion in her eyes. The Naga looked up into his blue eyes with her own eyes and began to calm down as Clark rubbed her back and shushed her until she rested her head on his chest before she started walking asleep. He removed his cape, wrapped it around the naga's body, and held her as if she were his newborn baby.

II. "I'll take care of her. Lois and I will be the parents that she needs." Superman said as he began to fly away from the scene before heading to Metropolis with focused blue eyes until he reached home and landed before the door. He opened it and Lois was there, standing before him with a confused look. He explained what happened at the warehouse, who the Naga was, and why he intended to keep her. Lois looked at the sleeping creature in her husband's arms and smiled before nodding. She agreed with his decision and offered to name her - giving her the name [Reader].

III. As [Reader] grew, The Super-Family noticed that she was developing a desire for justice but Clark was completely against it, wanting his daughter safe and there was nothing she could do to change his mind because she didn't have the powers of a Kryptonian or even a meta-human. [Reader] was upset but didn't go against her dad; Clark was upset that his daughter was upset with him but he knew that he was doing it for the right thing.

#yandere batfamily #yandere superfamily #naga reader

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Rebels Rewatch: "The Mystery of Chopper Base"

Spiders. Why did it have to be spiders.

So first off, it's hilarious and adorable that they named it "Chopper Base". Did Chopper claim dibs on the name since he's the one who found it or did they name it after him to be all, "Okay, yeah, you did really good this time." as a nice little way to honor him?

*chants* At-ol-lon, At-ol-lon, At-ol-lon, At-ol-lon. :D

Ahhh haven't heard the mellow variation of the Main Titles theme in a while.

Actually I think this is the same cue that opened "Path of the Jedi" I recognize these little string ditties.

Kanan and Ezra have been sparring in the cargo hold for hours, it's implied, and Sabine has been watching. You can already hear from the modified buzzing that the sabers are in training mode, and Kanan is performing a lot of basic strikes, reminding Ezra of the fundamentals maybe?

In light of his internal decision in "Shroud of Darkness" Kanan has apparently resolved to cram in as much last-minute lightsaber practice as possible before they have to go off and possibly confront Vader and the Inquisitors. He's pushing Ezra a little bit hard, and you can hear Ezra's frustration.

Something interesting I notice during this sparring session is that Kanan seems to be particularly focusing on getting Ezra to get out of situations where he's pinned against a wall.

HOO BOY all the little tiny things that wound up being horrible portents of things to come this episode.

"You win by surviving." Kanan already trying to correct Ezra in a "how we choose to fight" fashion.

Ezra's particularly snippy after all that, normally Sabine complimenting him would make him beam and try to say something cute or clever back but here he's just huffy and irritated.

"But since when are you my enemy?" *CRIES IN SIX MONTH GAP BETWEEN SEASON 2 AND SEASON 3 FEELS*

Hera's expression turns somber and downcast (which Sabine notices) riiiiight in time for us to have a fanfareless titlecard.

A very broken-down variation of the "Shenanigans" cue, with precise military-drum percussion accompanying it.

Hera unamused by Kanan's "excited face" lolol.

"So I can expect them to be late all the time then." Lol, yep, sorry AP, you picked a very disorganized scrappy band of underdogs.

Ha ha spoke too soon, Rex. Spoke too soon.

I feel so bad for Dicer, she didn't deserve to be spider chow. :(

Some clever foreshadowing with the dokma crouching under the sensor though.

"Everything you need." "...Except you and Ezra." :((((( Ugh the way Kanan and Hera's thread this episode feels vaguely like a messy divorce/separation in places.

Just because Hera understands and accepts that Kanan and Ezra have to leave to keep the rest of the base safe doesn't mean it doesn't hurt, doesn't make her any less worried and anxious.

Lol Chopper running straight into Ezra while chasing the dokma that got in.

Ah frick this scene.

This whole episode has this melancholy feel of the calm before the storm. Building up an anticipation of major narrative shake-ups, giving us a breather before things get really crazy.

"The deep breath before the plunge", as it were, since I know the nerds working on this show adore the Lord of the Rings films.

It permeates the whole story, infused in every small sad expression, every innocuous line of dialogue that hurts so much more afterwards.

Catch me crying forever about Ezra and Zeb's friendship and how close they've gotten and how sweet it is.

ALSO PLEASE DON'T THINK ABOUT ZEB THINKING BACK TO THIS MOMENT AFTER THE FINALE HAPPENS, WISHING AND HOPING FOR THE DAY WHEN HE CAN KEEP HIS PROMISE TO SWAP WAR STORIES WITH EZRA AND MISSING HIS LITTLE BROTHER TERRIBLY.

Ahhh I see we brought back the Fyrnock cue, once again signaling something dangerous and hungry lurking in the dark.

NOOOOOOOOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE. I DO NOT LIKE THE KRYKNA I DO NOT LIKE THEM.

"Aim for the eyes." Right and it turns out to be actually very hard to hit the eyes so that helps only slightly.

Cheeky Ezra with his lightsaber flashlight lol.

"We've got to get used to not having them around." :((((( No one knew at the time how long Kanan and Ezra were going to be separated from the rest so this hit a lot sadder back then. Still ouch tho.

Sabine so worried about Hera. :(

HA HA LOOK AT THIS BOY HE SEES A STRANGE NEW DANGEROUS CREATURE AND HIS EYES JUST LIGHT UP ALL, "I WILL MAKE IT MY FRIEND! :D"

He's so excited to try and connect with it aww.

Hints to the strained tension between Kanan and Ezra, they immediately fall to bickering once the threat is dealt with.

I... don't even wanna think about what they were going to use Rex for, probably storing him for food after they ate Dicer.

People complained about the fact that shots kept missing the eyes but I appreciate this little bit of realism about shot accuracy. Even trained marksmen will have trouble with a small moving target like that, they won't always hit the eyes every single time first try.

Lightsabers be more effective. :)

See, this is what I'm talking about, Zeb has great clustering, but the eyes are a four-inch round bullet hole on a moving hungry target with long legs.

Ezra's nervous little, "Well, we're safe in here, right?" and Hera's inability to confirm it.

These things even shrug off turret blasts ghgshkjh.

AND Hera's trick with the electrified hull that worked on the Fyrnocks.

The tense situation is fraying Ezra's already raw nerves. Love Sabine rolling her eyes all, "Okay chill for a minute drama queen."

"What am I doing on the ramp?"

Lol Ezra's idea is "Hurl girlfriend at problem to make it go away."

That panic in Kanan and Ezra's faces when they think they've flung her too far. <3

Badass family shot.

Sabine glancing from Hera to Kanan all, "Soooooo either of you gonna talk about the issues? No?"

Sabine sounds so sad here. :(

That palm to her forehead all, "My gosh this idiot." There's this hurt in her eyes and voice when tells Kanan, "[...]you're still walking out... and taking Ezra with you." A very loaded phrase and an interesting one. Sabine's choice of words here, "walking out" feels like a bit of a call forward to her backstory reveal, and also possibly more how she feels about the situation, rather than Hera.

Mayhap there be a niggling negative voice in her head that's saying, You're abandoning me and you're taking away my best friend too.

"We're gonna be okay" wow the layers in that one. We as in him and Hera, relationship-wise, we as in him and Ezra, physical safety-wise.

*SOBS OVER THIS EMBRACE AND "WE'LL SEE EACH OTHER AGAIN, I PROMISE."*

Frick they really know how to pull the Harsher In Hindsight on us.

Ezra still trying to connect with the krykna. :(((( That was the one talent he was better at than Kanan, that made Kanan so proud of him just a few episodes ago, and now it doesn't work.

Imperial March sliding into the strings there, as the convor heralds Ahsoka's arrival.

OH.

OH WAIT.

WAIT.

FFFFFFFFFF--WAS THAT DELIBERATE??!!???!

Wide-shot, pan up, Ezra walking towards the camera as the pan drops him out of frame, THAT WAS DELIBERATE WASN'T IT???!!???

ANSWER MEEEEEEE.

Ezra's theme plays haltingly one last time, the last note souring and the ominous Imperial March taking its place.

And boy if my levels of dread had not been sky high before lol.

As I said before, this episode is permeated with a sense of impending change, portents of doom hanging over us. It was very effective at setting the stage for "Twilight of the Apprentice", mentally preparing us for that crowbar piledrive into our kneecaps.

This is NOT filler it is NECESSARY connective tissue between the finale and the rest of the season and I will hear no slander about it.

It's just good writing.

#star wars #star wars rebels #ezra bridger #space dad and his precious pumpkin child #and his rainbow colored cupcake #rebels rewatch #liveblog #kanan x hera

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Okay, now they REALLY gotta drop the Jacobi duck-related lore 🦆 (and I need to stop holding out hope Blessie will return 😔💔)

(Or my reaction to Wolf359’s Mission Mishap Episodes).

Welcome back dear readers! My schedule has been busy lately, but the Mission Mishap episodes were mercifully short, so I’ve been listening to a few episodes per week and have gathered my reactions here for you all to enjoy.

Tagging the mutuals who got me invested in this, and if you want to be tagged or untagged from these posts, lmk, or you can follow my blog or simply follow the tag "#bods wolf359 reactions". Anyone who has followed me for a while knows my updates are inconsistent, so I apologize in advance for that and for any spelling/grammar mistakes in my posts.

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Also tagging @lovelyladylavie because I promised I’d tag you way back on this post and forgot (I’m so sorry!) but my reactions are all under the tag so you should be able to find them!

Mission Mishaps: A Little Night Music

"Not fully reading your contract before you sign it...not understanding your job responsibilities, and wanting commander off your back" I love Doug's sponsorships and the dramatic irony 😂 *Cue The Fine Print playing in the background...*

I guess the only actor they could get was Doug. Nice of him to fill us in on what Minkowski and Hera are saying though.

OH MY GOSH.

HIS VOICE.

DR. DR. PROFESSOR DR. PROFESSOR F. EIFFEL 😂

It's so fancy. Mannnyyyy PhDs. Very impressive, Doug.

I'm so happy we got more radio show Doug. I need to hear him do a radio show where all his personalities talk to each other. Being the special guest on the show is Cutter's punishment for all eternity. The Dear Listeners make 5 copies of Doug so he can be all the characters.

"The feeling you'll die miserably..." yikes, broke character for a second there Doug.

"Ah yes...the way the piano notes dance around the...other piano notes...absolutely fantastic piece for when you want to start your day with the paino-y energy" Well said Doug.

Oh boy. Cowboy music. Is this the return of Badass McAwesome? Do I dare to hope?

Ah, well, better luck next time.

His poor toe. I hate when that happens too, Doug.

The...mind eraser?

Don't like how that sounds. Especially after the threats in "Change of Mind".

Better not be foreshadowing.

"This song is a mutant, it's superpower is being catchy. It never leaves."

Okay, THAT better not be foreshadowing.

"Afraid of the plant monster?" I wish we could be, Doug. I wish we could be. 😔🪴

"Worried you'll never get back to Earth to see you're family?" Oh, Doug. 💔

"Bosses you're pretty sure are kind of evil" Kind of is generous Doug.

Yeah...yeah Doug that got very dark there for a bit.

Moral boosting? Oh dear. MUTE 😂 AFTER TWO MINUTES 😂

I love Doug. Poor fellow. I enjoyed the broadcast Doug. They don't appreciate your talents.

Mission Mishaps: The Space You’re In

I love the title’s double meaning.

More of Doug dodging his work I see. A common theme.

“Please stop going off on tangents” I guess Cutter and Pryce didn’t send them up with any ADHD meds. “I’m here for work 😊” Nice cover, Doug. 👍🏻 nailed it.

“I’m gonna get that thing that I forgot”. You do that Doug.

How did I know Doug was gonna break something? 🤣

Specimen incubation period??? BLESSIE????

How dare they tease us with Blessie lore?

Good question Doug. Why IS there a harpoon?

Doug literally has no where to hide. 🤣

Oh right. Space. Why do I see that backfiring?

PFFTTT—- Did she just call him a lizard? 🦎

“It’s beautiful” -> “I hate space” poor Doug. I’m sensing a pattern 🤣

Mission Mishaps: You Want, I Solve Ah Doug stealing coffee from Minkowski. Once again, I sense a pattern.

Wait. A puppy? 🥰🐕‍🦺🐾

“The mean lady who runs this place” really Doug? You did just steal her coffee.

2 tails? Well, twice the wagging, I see that as a win. 🥰

Follow him Doug!

IS ZACH VALENTI DOING THE VOICE OF THE DOG?

AS SMEGOL AND GOLLUM FROM LORD OF THE RINGS?

AND IS DOUG HALLUCINATING FROM THE COFFEE???

The dogs are multiplying? David Bowie is here? Okay Doug is hallucinating for sure.

Ah hello Hilbert.

Why is he treating the manual like it’s the ring? 🤣

Well. That was weird.

Oh, Hilbert. All to get Doug to bond with the manual.

And yet something tells me he still won’t read it. It does sound like he might be cuddling with it at night and killing anyone who tries to take it from him though. Mildly concerning. Mission Mishaps: The Veldt Oh my gosh. The episode description. Eiffel goes into the greenhouse… y’all. I don’t wanna get my hopes up, but…

IS THIS BLESSIE CONTENT???? 🪴

I’m so excited guys. I don’t wanna get my hopes up, I know I shouldn’t, but I need Blessie back!

So Doug is doing his chores again. I sense a pattern.

He does a great Australian accent. Again, I need the aliens to clone Doug just so he can have a show where his different personalities talk to each other. Hm. Oxygen chamber has a lot of passwords. And a lot of weird ways to enter passwords. Which is nice for protecting the air, but not so great when you, you know, desperately need air and only have a few seconds to enter the password.

The binary forms of color? This is so extreme not to mention boring. Not one sign of Blessie. I’ve been bamboozled. And WHY is there a timer? This is so weird.

THAT’S IT?

Well I’m upset. We went to the greenhouse and didn’t see leaf or stem of Blessie. 💔

I’m not giving up hope. If not in the show then in fanfic that plant is coming back.

Mission Mishaps: Lights Out

Another entry from dear Doug. I wonder if Minkowski and Hilbert are gonna have him do something he doesn’t want to and then hijinks ensues and Doug messes something up?

HP Lovecraft, Call of Kuthulu? Oh me too Doug stuff is hard to pronounce.

Doug does a good creepy narrator voice. It’s funny to think of Hera listening to all this. It reminds me of those people on Lovelace’s crew reading stories together.

“Property of Dr….”

DOCTOR WHO? (A good show, but I’m literally asking the question).

Is it that girl on Lovelace’s crew who liked to read? (I’m sorry it’s hard to keep track of their names).

Ah yes, and the star is acting up. As is Doug’s imagination. I’m sure this couldn’t possibly go wrong.

Hilbert. What sample? What escaped?

I’m not getting my hopes up this time. You teased me with Blessie once. I’m not falling for it again. I’ve been burned before.

It just sounds like a little mouse. 🐁

…I hope it’s not one of the spiders… I’m now beginning to realize Doug’s fears…

“It’s small and scurrying”

Is it a mouse?

Doug, it’s probably just a mouse. “It’s staring at me.” Well it’s probably scared too, Doug.

Doug, you better not have killed that poor little mouse.

You killed the maintenance drone Doug? Well that was a wild ride. At first I thought they weren’t gonna go the “Doug messes up a thing Hilbert and Minkowski are doing” route but they always surprise me with their ability to bring it back there. Not that I’m complaining, I’m loving these stories. Mission Mishaps: Cold Turkey More Doug! Wow. 553 days. That’s… that’s a lot.

Thanksgiving? Is this the same Thanksgiving from Hera’s memory? 🦃

Banned from the kitchen? Oh poor, Doug. Was Hilbert not available? I guess he’s Russian so he doesn’t celebrate it. But he can probably cook.

Doug is just like me fr. Don’t ask my partner what happened when I tried to make him food. All you need to know was that I tried my best, and it’s the thought that counts.

Doug is gonna burn this Turkey. I know the actress was probably busy and these are “extra” episodes, but Hera please come online and help him.

Oh gross. Cans of spam? Disgusting.

Right, maybe Hilbert can do something. But on the other hand, Hilbert and Eiffel can make each other worse. And what was that about psychoactive properties? What was Hilbert exposed to?

“Can I give indifference? I have plenty of that.” Yes, Hilbert, you made that very clear.

“Oh well if I have to “come on”.” “Really!” “No.” Hilbert is lowkey hilarious 🤣 “I like pecan pie…maybe thanksgiving is not so terrible.” 🥧

I love how Hilbert sounds like he’s plotting something ominous even when he’s just talking about pie. 🤣

But seriously, why was he in Texas? He never answered that.

“The best way to keep him away from the kitchen was to put you in charge” oh poor Doug. She was right though.

Aw, this is sweet. I like how it connects to what we saw in Hera’s memories too.

Mission Mishaps: No Complaints Aw man, SI-5? What happened to Doug?

First they take Blessie from me then they force me to spent time with his killers.

Well gang, I guess it’s time for the adventures of Whiskey Man and Duck Boy.

Wow. Sitting in a car and brooding in the rain. An action packed adventure if I’ve ever heard one.

Oh wait, are they stalking Maxwell? They said she was from a small town.

“Did you stalk me?” Yes, he did Jacobi. Kepler was acting so creepy at that bar, I’m sorry. What even was that?

“I really hate you sometimes sir. ✨You’re the worst✨” oh Duck Boy you have no idea.

THE DUCK THING? OH NO PLEASE TELL US ABOUT THE DUCK THING.

What video. WHAT VIDEO.

Please tell us why Jacobi is brooding and PLEASE tell us about the duck video.

Jacobi taught him questions only? Wow he really does love to dig his own grave.

Kepler is not your friend Jacobi. If you think he is, you… gosh you really need to meet somebody. Anybody.

All this complaining… Jacobi really is the evil version of Doug sometimes…

What was on Jacobi’s mind? What did Rachel think was on his mind? Oh, his one year recruitment.

Nothing good ever comes out of a mysterious duffel bag. Why does he have all those fireworks?

When your evil boss takes you on a fake stake out and gives you some fireworks to blow up because he knows you crave destruction: 💣🎆🥰🎇🧨😍

I like that they play fireworks sounds as they roll the credits. It’s a nice touch. Mission Mishaps: Happy Holidays Already down to the last one. Time flies when you’re having fun. Oh more SI-5. Hopefully a little less Whiskey Boy, a little more Duck related lore.

Oh no such luck. :(

Geez, Kepler really does love flexing every single bit of power that he has, doesn’t he? Just get to the point already! Why couldn’t he have been the one to go instead of Maxwell?

“Oh no! Not a binary fault in the quartical… um… that’s bad!” Duck Boy stop being funny I don’t want to like you.

Not Kepler’s slow claps… I swear this man is infatuated with the idea of being a super villain.

What are they afraid of?

…

A holiday party?

the evil space corporation has a HOLIDAY PARTY?

For what holiday? Cutter and Pryce clearly hate holidays. They’ve ordered people killed on nearly every holiday we’ve seen! … actually maybe that’s their way of making the holidays their own… and it makes me wonder who they want to kill at this party. Jacobi and Maxwell have a right to be concerned about this.

“We don’t ask questions. We trust that we were given orders for a reason.” THAT ONLY WORKS IF YOU ARE WORKING FOR TRUSTWORTHY PEOPLE. And committing or endorsing murder takes you off the trustworthy list.

The idea of Cutter and Pryce celebrating Christmas disgusts me. Like, physically I have a hard time stomaching it. Christmas is about joy, and love, and goodwill toward mankind. Cutter and his crazy science gf have no place involving themselves in that. Not unless they show some serious remorse and do some serious penance and jail time.

SECRET SANTA EXCHANGE?

What kind of horrifying messed up gifts do people get each other? I hope Jacobi gets a pet duck.

… Maxwell’s mom died? “We all know you don’t talk to your mom” “…my mom just died?” “No Jacobi.” STOP BEING FUNNY.

Compare this to the holiday stuff that happens with the Hephaestus… this has such a creepy undertone. Especially when you imagine the events happening at the same time.

Well, that’s all for the Mission Mishaps. Sorry it took me so long guys, but I love and appreciate your patience. Excited to finish the rest of the series and hopefully I’ll have more for you soon!

#bods wolf359 reactions #wolf 359 #w359 #wolf359 reactions #alana maxwell #warren kepler #daniel jacobi #doug eiffel #renee minkowski #alexander hilbert #Wolf359 #wolf 359 podcast #wolf 359 spoilers #Mission mishaps #wolf359 #hera wolf 359

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matildashoney · 2 years

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airports

just a little something to hold you over while i write the new chapter. this takes place around a year after hera and harry started dating (the first time). lots of love <3 send feedback and thoughts!!

Harry isn’t patient when it comes to waiting at airports. Over the last year, it’s something he’s grown accustomed to, waiting at the terminal for Hera to walk through the doors, the familiar feeling of her arms wrapping around his neck and his hands finding her waist, holding her tightly to his chest and breathing in the scent of her perfume. He’s grown so accustomed to this part of his life, now – the waiting. He’s waited for her at dozens of airports, whether that be her coming to visit him when he’s travelling and working, her coming home after a tour, or even the impatience when he’s waiting to find her waiting at the airport terminal for him. Harry’s done it all for Hera … that doesn’t mean he’s gotten any more patient with it, though.

And today is like that, Harry tapping his foot impatiently against the airport linoleum as he regularly looks at the flashing board to his front, eyeing her flight number and the status that says ‘ARRIVED’ in bright letters. Harry scoffs, the status changed to that word nearly thirty minutes ago, and yet, still no Hera to be seen. Harry turns his attention to his phone, scanning for any new messages from her to give any insight to when he’d be seeing his favorite person and wrapping his arms around her. Harry misses her. His lips even miss her. More than he cared to admit, truth be told. And so, when his phone begins ringing and it’s Hera, Harry smiles.

“Hello, my heart,” Harry smirks, tucking his phone between his shoulder and his ear and shoving his hands into his pockets, kicking his foot out as he takes a step towards the terminal exit. “Are you off the plane?”

“Hi, Harry,” Hera says, and Harry can hear the smile in her voice, and he swears that that is his favorite sound in the whole world, the smile behind the words. “I am walking your way, lover boy. I will see you in a few seconds.”

Harry shoves his phone into his pocket and excitedly stares at the walkway where she normally walks through, moving towards where she’ll be coming from at any moment. His stomach swirls with butterflies, and he feels as though he’s been missing part of himself while she’s been away, his soul detached from his body, his heart left somewhere else. He knows he’s in love, every time he feels this way. Harry sees her walking towards him at the same moment she sees him, and in a second they’re speeding towards each other, her arms instinctively wrapping around his shoulders and his arms around her waist, holding her tighter just because he hasn’t seen her in such a long time. Nearly a month, to be exact. Calling and video chats are the best secondary option, but it’s not the same as having the person in your arms, holding them, kissing them.

“My heart,” Harry whispers into her neck, kissing her skin over and over again. Her scent overwhelms him in the best way, something so familiar and warm. “I missed you.”

“I missed you,” Hera whispers, leaning away from his shoulder to finally see his face. Only, the stare is short lived as his mouth connects to hers, kissing her deeply and longingly as he’s wanted to do for twenty-seven days. He wants his mouth to be swollen with her kisses until the day she’s gone from him, again. “Mm, I have missed these lips on the road.”

“Mm, I think it’s a sin for me to not be able to kiss your lips every day. Outright evil,” Harry murmurs against her mouth, pressing chaste kisses to her lips every few seconds, savoring each moment they meet or hover over each other. “Need a million kisses a day to survive. It’s the only way.”

“For survival? Think I’m certified in that, actually. Good thing, because otherwise what would we do? You know, for life saving measures.” Harry smirks against her mouth, kissing her twice more before pulling away and gently brushing a stray strand of hair behind her ear. He can’t help himself, though, and kisses her three more times before pulling away firmly and reaching for her suitcase and her hand. “I’m happy to be home with you, Harry.”

“I’m happy you’re home, too, my love.”

#delicate point of view #harry #harry styles

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Brief Book Reviews #5 (+ 2022 TBR review)

#1 Shelby Mahurin, Blood & Honey (written in September 2022)

Looks like I’m saying “fuck you” to a lot of people in books this month huh. Once again, Ms Mahurin made me hurt a lot over Louise and Reid. The mutual pining, the wedge that gets driven between them because Louise keeps secrets so Reid won’t worry so much (sadly that made it worse), just. Thanks, Ms Mahurin, I’m in pain. Seeing them make up toward the big battle at the end helped ease the ache. And then they rail each other into next week. Damn I want what they have.

The ending was fucking horrifying. Fuck you La Voisin, and fuck you Morgane. Also it was cool to do a little work and find out that Beau’s mum is Maori- at least that’s what google translate tells me from what was said in that one scene. don’t come for me. Rest in Peace Ansel, you were the real hero here and you won’t be forgotten.

also the knife throwing scene with Lou and Reid got me very hot and bothered, damn. time to get Gods & Monsters and suffer some more lol

#2 Libba Bray, Diviners

As much as I enjoy the setting of prohibition era New York, I got to halfway through the book and nothing was happening. There’s a lot of supernatural shit going on, we have Naughty John killing people in really fucked up ways, and the main characters don’t seem to be going anywhere with it, save for Evie’s uncle, and we have no idea what he’s doing in the meantime. There’s some good writing and dialogue in it, it’s just not enough to tide me over, I’m afraid.

#3 Rick Riordan, Percy Jackson and the Titan’s Curse (Book 3)

I continued my foray into the Percy Jackson books in 2022, and finished Titan’s Curse. It felt good to see a book featuring my matron goddess, Artemis, being awesome, and Apollo being his delightful self- Riordan remembered that these two are thick as thieves, thankfully. And Nico, poor baby. This whole book was a lot of ouch, to be honest, though I’m sad to see Thalia leave so early, she’s pretty cool. The lady at the bookstore where I bought the box set assured me the third book was the best one, she wasn’t kidding lol. ALSO PERCY WOULD YOU JUST TELL ANNABETH YOU LOVE HER ALREADY.

#4 Rick Riordan, Percy Jackson and the Battle of the Labyrinth (Book 4)

Hoo boy, this one was a doozy. It’s a bit slow-going to begin with, with all the globe trotting that gets done while the gang’s exploring the labyrinth and trying to find Ariadne’s string, and then it gets heavy as the major plot points are exposed, and then I couldn’t pull my eyes off the book. The glimpses into Deadalus’s past through Percy’s dreams are heartbreaking to say the least, but I think they were very much needed to explain why he would build the Labyrinth. And fuck you, Minos, nobody plays my baby Nico like that. I don’t care if he’s a necromancer and can probably look after himself, I will defend this boy with my life. The final battle comes in the next book, and then I hear there’s other stuff I have to read? Idk if I’ll read it. Also I’ll probably get smote for this but also fuck you Hera. Don’t fuck with Annabeth like that.

TBR Wrap-up

Total books read: 7

I’m gonna just make a spreadsheet of the books I’m yet to read so I have a good idea of how far I am into this book-buying habit I seem to have. They’re pretty on my shelves, sure, but I don’t want to be one of those people who just have books for decoration.

On top of that, I should be making sure I’m either reading one entire series at a time, or just one book from a series per batch (?) before I do more Brief Book Reviews. It’s kinda holding up how soon I can get to other books I want to read. the PJ books have held up my progress getting through some very interesting non-fiction books that I intend to read.

Finally, I’m making it into a habit to have an hour a day of reading time, just so I’m off the computer and I’m not staring at a screen for ages. It’s in my bullet journal, so I won’t forget if I’m always checking.

So, let’s see what 2023 brings us.

#bookblr #brief book reviews #tbrbusterchallenge2022 #again hi i'm not dead #i'm lyz and i have a blog about books #now to make that spreadsheet #bookbanditchallenge #tbrbusterchallenge2023

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John Snow (Aegon Targaryen) meets the Dragon | Game of thrones (GoT)

I'm trying to get his attention I am trying and here it is he said oh yeah Godzilla is out and might help free the dragon and there's a few ways to do that but really have to raise an army of dragons and it looks like I succeed and there's a whole bunch of them who come out and they're not so easy to hit as you see the movies but I do get it that's it needs to be freed and for the most part Godzilla was free the other day they've been looking for her and trying to get her out for a long time and there is an action out there it's not with Asia and he says does it takes to actually be Asian friends everywhere but and I say this probably and it's true but there is fighting between them and it gets intense after Time

Hera

Yeah we see we are making our own stuff and they're not sending much like they used to. It's going to get awful pretty soon don't demand in they will demand in and won't be able to get here and it's all types of foreigners

Bja

Is correct he's right Forg are having a tough time getting here. And they're going to have a harder time shortly and there is some sort of a blockade out there but it's by the pseudo empire and these guys don't like it and they want stuff from China it's getting cut off and a lot of stuff still comes from there and things people using need. We're watching them shrink away from the screen now people are trying to cause trouble now there's a big call for stuff from China regular things little motorcycles and dirt bikes they buy a lot of them and they buy a lot of parts. There's a way to understand this yeah our son needs stuff and they want to cut it off now they don't just stop and say okay you said no you're still shipping stuff they are still shipping stuff but the pseudo empire keeps intercepting shipments and sending them back now they're sinking ships and fully and the warlock are fighting them on it and they're saying it's their country and they're going to have the whole thing and Stan is saying that he's not insane for her so I'll have to be the back up. And what he says is they don't like you have you as a warlord and when they're gone you're going to have nothing and that's what it is instead of relationships and stuff and it's very idiotic and he says it's effective for forcing more in than you want because who says there are no walls that will hold people and it looks like it's crazy and stuff like that but you hear him later say you'll probably happen that way the max couldn't stop them and to get here and have different races or they don't get here in a few races get in went to news for us and nothing keeps them in check and it's pretty much not thought of that way that a few people do look back and see it it says how can we help you since I don't know these guys want to move you with no money this guy wants me to sit here poor like an 8 year old child that you're a moron and Stan does not have expansive thinking at all. And the max do plan on having him living in mansions down here that are castles real ones and he helped his brother build believe it or not and they are ancient and it is what we want for him too and smirking and saying stuff and it really is gross they're like locked in here saying the rest of civilization doesn't exist for some dumb s*** and it's really mostly the pseudo empire they're not very bright and it's evil stuff and they're going to get crushed by these minority warlock and they've done it a few times and the last time they said to them don't do that again. And the pseudo empire did and they're going to get hit and you guys need it pretty bad Sissy I'm getting nowhere but boy Mac morlock have a massive attitude. I'm going to go over this again we are about this idiot trying to reavillard we're going to give him the hell out of here it's John remillard we want him dead. We have to get rid of you John and remillard that was our son and daughter and we're going to go to work this guy is a fruitcake messing with every other word and it just takes forever to get something out and nobody here is doing the much about it and they let him stick to him and just stink is awful and we got to stop this s*** his new f****** assholes keep sticking them with two of them and having them do stuff it's going to cost you everything stan. He doesn't like that guy standing he said the wrong words to him okay and it means to us too that guy should be dead just sit there and stayed on his dumb s*** a bunch of cackling hens their heads cut off I want them gone I'm putting it in now I don't want to listen to this garbage anymore from this f****** morons

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so i have some thoughts in the all "percy didn't treat nico well" discussion bc i'm obsessed with riordanverse again and i'm re-reading all the greek-roman books

starting with the obvious: percy never had any responsibility for nico, at least not immediately

percy was a 14y desperate to find his friend AND watched two other friends die without being able to do anything

nico had no one, he was alone, angry and directed his anger at percy and etc

then there are the events of pjo4, pjo5, hoo2 and hoo3 and finally the house of hades

something that bothered me a lot while reading was the HUGE and UNFOUNDED distrust some demigods had about nico. i don't think it fits as "fangirlness" because it's situations that two seconds thinking about you see how ridiculous it is their distrust

jason and leo said they weren't sure of nico's loyalty because he knew about both camps and never said anything

chiron also knew and refused to talk???? the gods knew and forbade it???? jason also already knew hera's scheme????? greeks didn't like romans and octavian wanted to kill the greeks??????

didn't they even think about it for a second? seriously? if they had 1 of annabeth's neuron they would have realized that nico didn't decide to keep it a secret, he had NO choice

then the rescue in rome. hazel was the only one really worried about nico, i got this slight impression that the others wanted to save him because he had information for the mission, not because they thought he was someone who didn't deserve to die, you know? (except maybe percy, because he's the don't let anyone die type)

also we have this percy's thought in hoo3:

"Percy looked at his jelly donut. He had a troubled history with Nico di Angelo. The boy had tricked him once, taking him to Hades' palace, and Percy had ended up in a cell. Most of the time, though, Nico had sided with the good guys, he certainly didn't deserve to slowly suffocate in a bronze jar, and Percy couldn't bear to see Hazel suffering.

— We'll rescue him — Percy promised her. —We have to rescue him. The prophecy says he holds the key to infinite death."

percy still holds a grudge against this particular event in pjo5, even though nico didn't know of hades' intentions, even though he wanted information about his mother, even though he helped him against minos in the labyrinth, helped him gain invulnerability, and convinced hades to fight the titans; and percy is very clear that they need to save him because of the prophecy and because hazel would be sad, not because the 14 year old was dying

also the way nico is treated in argo II after being rescued is errrrrrrr when someone is hurt or is not mentally well among the seven, everyone tries to help that person (jason with piper after she broke her shoulder in hypogeum, annabeth and hazel talking to frank and leo)

nico, who fell into tartarus alone, suffered countless psychological tortures, was captured by the enemy, slowly suffocated for days, with no rest or food to be saved and treated as someone undesirable, someone untrustworthy and unpleasant

on jason trying to befriend nico: it seems to me more like jason had a savior complex (given his insecurities about not being the perfect leader he should be) because he only really cares when he finds out nico is gay. before that, jason thought nico liked annabeth and didn't think it was "a big deal" that eros forced the boy to talk

literally the only people who looked for nico (without being so familiar) because they were worried about him and not because "without him the world is destroyed" were hazel and will

so yeah nico was treated like shit

#percy jackson & the olympians #hoo #pjo #hazel levesque #nico di angelo #will solace #percy jackson #nico deserved better #i could also talk about how rick didn't desenvolved vandangelo's friendship but meh

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“I don’t know if it's the human or the Twi’lek in you, but you are gross,” Ahsoka told the babbling child on the changing table. And then just to drive the point home, she cooed down at him, “Mister gross pants full of muck, that’s who you are!”

Chopper whirred quietly but threateningly from the corner of the room where she'd banished him after too many of his unsolicited and not-so-helpful hints.

Ahsoka kept her smile on the baby but directed her words to the droid. “And until your murderous rust tank over there can pitch in and wipe some goo off this baby, he doesn’t get to talk. Isn’t that right, mister muck bucket?”

Jacen giggled as she tickled his round little belly and the droid’s electroshock prod slowly withdrew back into his central chassis. She heard some low mutterings too, but decided not to think about what kind of curses in binary he was promising her.

She smiled down at the baby. “That's what I thought.”

A different low chuckle reached her ears then. Ahsoka bit her lip. She finished fastening a fresh diaper on the baby, then snapped up his onesie to redress him.

“All done!”

Jacen giggle-screeched in response, and then wrapped his pudgy arms around her lek closest to him when she scooped him up into her arms. Once she’d put everything away on the changing table, Ahsoka finally turned to see Rex leaning casually against the door frame watching them.

A lazy smile pulled at his lips as he said, “Chopper, the Ghost is having trouble syncing to the base’s main computers. I was asked to see if you could do anything to fix the issue.”

If he could have narrowed his eyes in suspicion, Ahsoka was sure Chopper would have. He whomped skeptically at Rex, but rolled past him out of the room and down the hallway.

Rex let out a breath when he was gone. “That should keep him busy for a minute.”

Ahsoka laughed. It felt odd to have tiny hands holding onto her lekku, like the sound of her own voice rung inside her head and then vibrated against the tiny fingers. But it was also nice to feel needed by the tiny person those tiny hands belonged to, even if it was just because she happened to be the one to hold him.

“You weren’t in our room when I got back,” she began, “so I found Hera, and then she had to run an errand up to the orbital command ship so I volunteered to watch Jacen, which apparently also means getting Chopper as a chaperone...”

Rex pushed himself off the doorframe and stepped into her space, nodding along to her explanation. He rested a hand under her back lek, and the other he set on her hip below where she had Jacen propped. His forehead lightly dropped to her own, and he tilted his head from side to side so that their noses brushed each time.

“I’m glad you’re home, Ahsoka.”

Then his lips found hers and it finally did feel like home. She leaned into him, her shoulders finally relaxing from their tense state as she lost herself in the simple kiss.

He broke away suddenly, his forehead instinctively going back to its previous position against hers, and peered down at the boy in her arms.

“Sorry, buddy. Didn’t mean to be rude,” he told the baby. Rex winced as his beard was pulled again by tiny fingers. Jacen laughed.

Ahsoka chuckled as she nuzzled Rex’s cheek. “I’m glad to be home too.”

#12daysofrexsoka #rexsoka #i call my nephew mister muck bucket #is where this came from #he sneezed directly on my face #and got me sick for a month plus #my writing #honestly number one benefit of tumblr over ao3 is the ability to draft and schedule posts #and not having to title things #i keep finding more things in my drafts folder that i was gonna post! and then didn't! because i'm tired of posting!#i think this one was supposed to be for day 10 #so i'm just gonna put it here and not think about it again

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Bad Batch x Jedi!Reader: Ghosts

(Author’s Note: I’m baaaacccck! I’ve had a rough few weeks and found almost no inspiration or motivation to write here, but I woke up this morning and felt like a new person. Thank you for waiting and for continuing to read, like, comment, and reblog!

Anyway, this was a request I received moons ago, and I just wanted to say to the Anon who requested that I did not forget about it and I’m so sorry for the wait. For real, thank you for the request, and I hope you like it.

OG Request: Can I request a bad batch and reader who was their sister, they were also a Jedi. But then order 66 happens and the bad batch tries to kill her but she escaped after being shot by crosshair. She ends up working with the ghost crew and meets up with them during rebels, she's almost scared of them. She also tears up seeing how much older the are

Warnings: blaster wound, some angst, fluff ending)

Got your back,” you growled, using your lightsaber to block some incoming shots. Hunter fired his blasters at the group of oncoming droids that headed toward you.

Wrecker was plowing through the enemy squads like it was nothing, giving an enthusiastic yell here and there. He paused to give you a thumbs-up with a gloved hand, and you grinned back. Crosshair was picking them off from his position off the immediate battlefield. He blasted one right in front of you.

“Nice shot!”

Tech was handling things just fine on his side. You moved past him to cut through a few droids nonetheless and exchanged nods of appreciation.

Just another day with the Bad Batch, the rogue squad that had come to be your family over the course of the war. You had adjusted to living life on the wild side- dangerous missions and poor odds. The group managed to get through each one, and you grew stronger.

This mission, to invade and destroy the Separatist base from the inside out, was a particularly risky one. But like the others, this one was going rather well.

Or it had been. Until Tech alerted Hunter of an incoming comm that was rather urgent.

You didn’t see who the transmission was from. You caught a glimpse of the blue form displaying on Tech’s comm before having to deal with an oncoming droid. You planted a thermal detonator and somersaulted away so it could blast the last of the droids, and you’d be ready to check in with your squad about the comm.

As the battlefield went dead silent after the fall of the final droid, there was a shift. That was the best way to describe the feeling. Something just wasn’t right. You glanced over to see Hunter and Tech standing perfectly still as they received the message. That’s when it hit you. Whatever it was, it was deadly, and you knew you needed to get your squad out of there.

You turned fully toward them, lips parting in the beginnings of a warning about the shift in your feelings. You could only hope they’d listen to you and get out in time without an argument. Your voice was cut off at the sight of three visors facing you with blasters aimed your way.

“Guys?” you called, eyes flickering to each of them. “Hunter? What’s going on?”

Two more visors, Crosshair’s and Echo’s, joined them. Cross kept his rifle ready at his shoulder, aimed at you as well. That’s when you realized they weren’t in danger. They were the danger.

“The jedi are traitors to the Republic,” Hunter’s voice echoed in the space between you. “By order of Sidious, they are to be executed for their crimes, and that includes you.”

“W-what?” You grasped your lightsaber tightly, not wanting to raise it and alarm them further. “I haven’t done anything. We’ve been fighting for the Republic. See those droids?” You nodded in that direction. “I cut them up myself with my lightsaber to protect the galaxy. We did it together.”

“Stop trying to reason with us,” Crosshair hissed. “You’re...a...traitor.” He hesitated, body quivering for a moment as his visor looked to the ground. Whatever cloud of confusion had settled on him, it was like he tried to fight it.

“It’s me,” you said. “It’s __________.”

Hunter’s body shook again before he aimed the blaster at you with resolve. “You heard Sidious, boys. Order 66 must be carried out.”

Searing pain traveled through your shoulder as you made a run for it, causing you to stumble. You spared a glance behind you to see the Bad Batch giving chase. Crosshair had actually shot you. A different kind of pain exploded in your chest at the betrayal. Even though you knew this Sidious was behind it all. Even though you knew it wasn’t the real Crosshair. It still hurt.

Despite the physical and emotional agony, you kept running. You deflected more blaster shots with your lightsaber, using your abilities to leap into the nearest ship. The presence of your closest allies began to fade as you took off, leaving to shoot at the vehicle to no avail.

Fortunately, you and the squad handled dangerous missions on your own without too much Republic assistance, so you were able to get into space without encountering any other soldiers. When things quieted down and you were faced with the blur of stars and planets outside the viewport, you shrank back in your seat from the weight of grief. For the first time, you allowed yourself to grieve. The life of a jedi was by no means easy, but you were trained for years to not give into such strong attachments to avoid the dark side’s pull.

This time, you let the tears fall for your squad. You let the sob rip through the lonely ship. It was a relief to cry, but not enough to dull the pain. It was like a fresh wound, raw and stinging.

“Crosshair, Hunter, Wrecker, Echo, Tech…” you cried their names, demanding an answer from no one in particular. Just then, a beep sounded amongst the ship controls that alerted you of an incoming message. You sniffled and answered, eyes widening at the sight of Jedi Obi Wan Kenobi.

“...I regret to inform you…”

- - - - - - - - -

“__________? What are you doing?” Ezra called. “We’ve got to go!”

You glanced his way from several feet away, holding up a hand as a signal for him to wait. Something felt off about this place. It was a feeling you hadn’t felt in a long time. A long time.

“Is this a jedi thing?” he asked, walking over. Despite being quite skilled and talented for one so young, he was still very early in his training with Kanan. Nothing could quell his curiosity, though.

You nodded. “There’s something...someone...here. I think I know them.”

“It’s just an old ship,” he shrugged. “It is a scrapyard, after all.”

It was a good point. The place looked rather abandoned to the naked eye, but you could see beyond appearances. There was more to this ship than just a heap of metal. Something felt oddly alive about it.

“I’m going to check it out,” you said.

“But Hera said-”

“Ezra,” you interrupted with as patient of a tone as you could muster. “I need to do this. I’ll be right back.” You took a few cautious steps forward only to hear him walking behind you. You peeked at him over your shoulder to see a determined expression on his face.

“If something really is going on, I’m not letting you go in there alone.”

“Ugh, fine,” You pretended to be annoyed, though deep down you were glad he was coming along. Something stirred inside you. You sensed a presence that you hadn’t in years. Could it be…? No, it couldn’t.

“__________?” The all-too-familiar voice called. A face popped out from the old ship. Even among the wrinkles and white hair, you recognized a piercing set of brown eyes. Your own eyes widened as your instincts took over, and you turned to bolt. “No, wait!”

“Stay back!” Ezra warned, hands raised to the figure that emerged from the ship quickly. A much taller figure stepped out, and this fellow threw his head back and laughed.

You froze in place, taking in the aged faces before you. None of them held the same conflict in their gaze as they had the last time you were with them. They held their hands up as a gesture that they carried no weapons.

“_________, it’s alright,” Echo called. “We mean you no harm.”

“Please, don’t go.” Hunter’s tone sounded so pleading; it made you want to cry. You did not sense any evil intent on their part. It was a good sign that they were no longer under Emperor Palpatine’s control. Over the years, you discovered what exactly had happened to your squad. Old Republic files you’d hacked revealed that something known as Order 66 had occurred, and you had pieced together the horrible plot to overthrow the jedi. Like the others, you had to stay hidden- even from the Bad Batch.

“How do I know this isn’t a trick?” you asked hesitantly.

Tech took a step forward, and you gripped the handle of your lightsaber as a warning not to approach. His eyes flickered to the weapon before he took a step back. “After Order 66, the new Empire retired us. I had quite a bit of free time, and while doing some research, I stumbled upon a report: it told me all about these biological chips.”

“And we removed them!” Wrecker said. He turned his head to the side, his pointer finger tapping on a scar on the bald skin. By then, you started walking towards them. You couldn’t believe how they had aged so much. You were in front of Crosshair first, reaching a hand up to touch his weathered face. He didn’t tense like he used to every time you accidentally brushed against him. As a matter of fact, he even smiled a little. Age had worn down his tough-guy act.

“It’s...good to see you,” he said.

Then, all at once, the tears started flowing. It was like you picked up right where you left off all those years ago. You threw your arms around him, and after a few moments of crying into his shoulder, you felt his arms come up to hold you comfortingly. “Cross...I missed you so much!”

“I missed you too.”

“Hey,” Wrecker grunted. “I missed you! Don’t I get a hug?”

You laughed through the tears and turned to give him a hug only to be lifted off the ground in a familiar, enveloping embrace- the kind only Wrecker could give. He set you down laughing with you, and you pulled Echo and Tech into a little group hug. They both smiled widely, Echo chuckling, as you pulled them tighter. Then, you were faced with an aged Hunter who looked conflicted. You could feel his warmth and happiness to see you, but he also carried guilt. You quickly wrapped your arms around him, and he hugged back.

“__________,” he murmured. “I’m...sorry-”

“Not another word,” you interrupted. “It wasn’t your fault. None of you are to blame.”

“But-”

“Not another word,” you insisted, flashing him a smile. He returned with a handsome grin that showed the old Hunter even through his aged appearance. It brought more tears to your eyes. “I’m so glad we all found our way back together.”

“Um, __________?” Ezra spoke up. He gave a shrug, confused about the interaction.

“I’ll explain,” you told him. “Bad Batch, this is my friend, Ezra. Him and I are members of a crew that does what it can to mess with the Empire.”

“Oh yeah?” Wrecker asked. “As soon as our chips were removed, that’s what we started doing.”

“Really?”

“Indeed, we’ve made significant progress,” Tech said.

“Well,” you sighed, resting a hand on his shoulder plate. “What do you say we regroup and mess with the Empire together?”

“I think…” Hunter stroked his chin in thought. “I think that sounds like a great idea.”

#clone wars #star wars: the clone wars #bad batch #star wars the bad batch #clone wars the bad batch #bad batch x reader #bad batch reader insert #star wars rebels #star wars reader insert #star wars #the clone wars reader insert #clone wars x reader #jedi!reader #bad batch x jedi!reader #tech #crosshair #hunter #echo #wrecker

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kodiakwhiskey · 2 years

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Honey Badger: The Seer

Read part I

Summary: Draco is given a near impossible task and ends up pushing away the one he loves most.

A/n: I did use the movie as guide so it's not going to be wholly book accurate. Also yes, that is a lord of the rings quote I used. don't @ me. it fit and was perfect.

Cw: character death, mentions of food/eating, depression, fire

"[Y/n]?" She looked up from her papers at Harry. He'd been keeping his distance since last Christmas when Draco and her started dating, it was only natural he was Harry's enemy. "Are you okay?" She quickly blinked away the tears forming in her eyes and closed her book.

"I'm… I'm not sure. I don't think I processed all of this really…" Harry sat across from her, his hands on top of hers. "We were doing great and then summer came and he's been so distant. He won't open up or let me in. He spends more and more time outside of the dorm. It feels like he's forgotten about me." Harry could see the heartbreak in her eyes as she talked. "My parents aren't willing to do their normal Christmas plans with the threats looming and they asked me not to come home."

"Come with me. Let's get you out of this stuffy library yeah?" He grabbed her books, holding his hand out to her. She wasn't quite sure honestly if she'd ever talk to him again, but her heart cried at the kindness he showed. The two of them walked down to the lake, the skies as gloomy as she was. He didn't speak, he had no words to say. He couldn't just assume Draco was a death eater and then spill the beans to his girlfriend. "You know, it was really hard for me. Seeing you guys back after break, always hanging out. And then all the stuff with Umbridge and Dumbledore leaving. I didn't feel like I had anyone to talk to anymore. I realize now by distancing myself, I've been a bad friend to you. I should have asked how you were doing earlier."

"I don't blame you Harry. It must have been hard, knowing I was stomping around with your sworn enemy. " She signed and leaned her head on his shoulder. "I'll always be here for you. And I won't let whatever this is now with Draco make me too blind to see your side of things." He gave her a small kiss on the head, the two of the staring out at the lake.

"Harry… Can I tell you a secret?" He nodded as she moved her head to face him. "My mum isn't really my mum. My father… he was forced by his family to remarry so quickly after she died. He didn't really have time to grieve and take care of the child she left behind. Hera isn't by any means cruel or wicked to me. She can be quite pleasant, but I hate pretending to be something I'm not." Harry waited patiently for her to continue. "I don't know how to tell Draco the truth. I don't know if his beliefs are quite aligned with the other pureblood families, and I'm scared I'll lose him more than I already have." Harry pulled her into a hug as she started crying.

After that day on the Lake, Harry made sure to check on her every now and again, to remind her that she wasn't alone. He tried to invite her to the Burrow, already asking the Weasley's for permission, but she declined stating she should probably stay at the castle this year. When Christmas came she found herself sitting in the Great Hall, fiddling with the rose Draco got her last year. There was a table full of food in front of her, yet she didn't eat. He had hardly said goodbye to her and she just needed to know if it was over.

"You have been here for hours yet you haven't eaten." Dumbledore was casual as he sat down next to her, taking a small bit of food into his own plate. "What seems to be on your mind?"

"Oh. It's nothing sir. I'm sure I'm just overreacting or reading too much into it. "

"I can't help but notice you and the Malfoy boy have been quite distant in the last few months." She nodded, trying to not cry at the mention of him.

"I just… deserve to know what I did wrong to be pushed away like that. I thought we could talk to each other about our problems and work through them. Like my parents do."

Dumbledore gave her a soft smile. "There's a lot of pressure on him. A lot of conflict in that young boy, and the two of you are at the age where it's hard to open up about some of these things. Just like you have been having a hard time trying to tell him the truth about your mother Martha, he's been having difficulties telling you the truth about his family. There will come a time you or he will find out about the hidden secret, and it will undoubtedly cause a bigger rift, but I ask you [y/n], do you truly believe you love him?" Her eyes widened, unable to hold back the tears.

"I do, professor. I really truly believe I love him with all my heart."

"Love will conquer all sadness and despair, and if you trust in your feelings I have no doubt you will overcome this trial the two of you face." Dumbledore got up, taking one more sweet roll, before sliding a parcel towards her and taking his leave.

Inside was a handwritten letter, and a small necklace.

My dear child. I write this as my last words to you before my death with the wish that you get it on your 17th birthday. I hope that by now you are loved, and you understand why I did what I had to do. Your father will not want to talk about me, which isn't fair to you, but you must understand. He's been through a lot and he'll want to focus on the future. Your destiny cannot be defined by my actions which is why I've asked your father to marry Hera. I love you. More than you will ever know or understand. Tonight I have to die so that you may live. I wish I could be there for your first words, your first steps, your first love and I do desperately wish I could be there when you receive your letter. There is no future for you if I stay. You'll find your answers in the restricted section of the library.

I love you, mum

Her eyes watered as she put the necklace on. A sacrifice? Why had her father lied to her? Her mind clouded with doubts, she abandons her plate of food and goes immediately to the library. She has to know the truth. About everything, no matter how much it hurts. She needed to trust Martha to guide her.

The restricted section is stuffy compared to the rest of the library, an almost cold feel to it. Her wand as her only light she combs through the shelves, not knowing what she’s looking for. Should she read through everything? No, that would take too much time. Her concentration is broken when a book from a nearby shelf falls to the floor. Her hands pick up the leather bound book, her eyes widening. The cover was blank except for an old Irish trinity knot and a lock. No key? She felt a small tug and pulled her necklace off, the teardrop shaped pendant sliding perfectly into the lock, and the book burst open with a gush of wind, her hands dropping the book and covering her face from the dust.

She was no longer in the library, her eyes felt clouded and her head heavy. Before her was a giant pyre, a tribe of Celts setting up hay and various wood around the rest of the base. The sun was setting and the wind howled through the trees. She tried to catch someone's, anyone’s attention, but no one noticed her.

“The Seer must be sacrificed tonight! Or none may pass over.” A booming voice called from the other side of the pyre. “We must find The Seer!” She walked towards the mass of people gathering around a wooden podium-like contraption, her eyesight blurring. The crowd was screaming and crying for this Seer to reveal themselves. People took off towards the forest, towards the lake, scattering in all different directions.

“If we do not find the Seer, there is a chance the demons will be back. We might face an eternal darkness.” She saw a young man running up to the person who seemed to be in charge.

“Sire, what if the Seer’s powers haven’t been activated yet? How will they find her?”

“Fear not. The Seer will come to us in the end.” Everything blurs away and she finds herself standing in a cove, just off the lake on the edge of the forest.

“You mustn’t.” That man looked a lot like Draco, and for a second it almost made her heart break. “Please Cecilia you can’t do this.”

“I must Sylias. If I don’t I’ll be plagued with these visions for the rest of my life. I cannot put you through that too.” The woman turned around and her breath caught in her throat.

That looks like me… No it was entirely impossible. This must be some fever dream. “It’s not over my love. I will continue to meet you again, and again for the rest of our lives.” The couple share a passionate kiss before she slips away from his grasp.

Her vision fades back to the pyre. The woman, Cecilia, is tied down to the wooden pole as the villagers chant around her.

“This ritual will never stop, even as time moves on.” She’s looking straight at [Y/N]. “Your mother has passed this onto you, but do not be scared, child. It is as much of a blessing as it is a curse.”

“Wait… you can see me?”

“As Seers, [Y/N], We see all. We see everything. Things that were, things that are, and some things… that have yet come to pass.” She can’t stop staring at Cecilia’s eyes as they glow a bright, deep purple. “You will understand in due time my child, but the world is not yet ready for another Seer, and with Voldemort back, you will not be safe. You must keep this secret.”

“But how will I know?” The flames kick up on the hay as the villagers chanting grows louder. “How do I help people with this gift?”

“My dear, you already know how.” As the flames tickle Cecilia’s feet, she feels the heat scorch across her, and with a scream her world goes black.

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When her eyes open, she’s in the hospital wing. There’s a few chairs scattered near her bed, and she starts to sit up, wincing at the pain coming from her abdomen. When her vision focuses she notices the amount of burning that’s on her. Is this a scar? Some of the freckles on her skin poke through the angry red surface.

“Ah, good you’re awake.” Madame Pomfrey walked over, dabbing a cold cloth against her legs. “You gave everyone quite the scare earlier, but luckily Dumbledore had informed the staff of the situation.” Her eyes widened. He knew? Of course he knew. He wasn’t a powerful wizard for nothing.

Madame Pomfrey walked back to the table of herbs, muttering that she had to get more of a certain one before dismissing herself, walking quickly out of the wing.

Draco was back from break early, coming a couple days after Christmas. He’d been so wrapped up in everything he had to do, that he forgot about her birthday.

Upon entering the castle again he saw Madame Pomfrey muttering running towards Hagrid's hut.

He shouldn’t worry about that. He had to find her and explain himself. He needed her to know that despite how awful he’d been, that he still loved her. He gripped the parcel in his hands tightly, and began making his way towards the Hufflepuff dormitories.

“Draco.” Snape found him as he got closer to the kitchens. “Your mother informed me you’d be back early.” He paused. “She’s in the hospital wing.” His eyes widened and he followed Snape, ready to run at a moment's notice. Not a word was said about Draco’s task, Snape understanding that this was more important at the moment, and that no matter what it would be done and the boy would be safe.

The walk to the hospital wing seemed to take forever, and they paused at the entryway, a muffling charm cast over the open door. Snape held his arm out, keeping Draco back.

“Dumbledore will let us know when we can enter.” His breath hitched when he saw her bare skin, covered in splotchy burn marks.

He could only vaguely make out what was being said, the muffling charm keeping their voices barely incohesive.

Suddenly the spell dropped and he heard his voice loud and clear. “I believe someone came back early to see you.” Her heart dropped to see Draco in the doorway, gripping the parcel in his hands so tightly his knuckles were white.

"Draco…" The scenes of her vision come flying back at once and she can't stop the tears that spring into her eyes. His feet carry him quickly to her bedside, dropping the parcel on the table next to her and gripping her hands.

"I'm so sorry. I don't even know where to begin." He pulled her into his chest as sobs wracked her body. "I have no excuse to have been pushing you away like that." His arms hold her to him tightly, fearing she'll disappear when he lets go.

"Draco… I…" He kisses her head, shushing her.

"No. Please don't. Just let me hold you. Whatever needs to happen can happen later."

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Draco was never told why she ended up in the hospital wing, nor did he care. Her extra time was taken up by lessons, which meant he no longer had to worry about her getting hurt. He spent more time going to the room of requirement while she was at lessons.

Dumbledore instructed her to meet him in the astronomy tower, in order to help her gain a better understanding of her gifts.

She spent days meditating, trying to learn to control her visions when they over took her mind.

Anytime she felt the familiar ache that threatened to pull her from her current reality she let her mind go blank, taming down the fears and thoughts queued in her mind, pushing them out of the way, if only for a moment.

"Okay good, now, tell me what you see."

"My lord, there is a new seer."

She could feel his scratchy, raspy voice before she heard it and knew immediately that it was Voldemort. "It seems the Malfoy boy is quite close with her, it would be easy to take her."

Her eyes widened at the sight of Lucius sitting at the table, surrounded by other death eaters.

"Lucius, did you know about this?" She saw the nervousness in his face as he addressed his leader.

"I knew my son was involved with the girl but I did not know she possessed such abilities."

His snake curled around the foot of his chair, her head nudging up at his leg, and Voldemort stood.

"Bring her to me."

There was a look of worry etched into her face, and Dumbledore used his magic to extract the vision from her memories, sealing the vial in a locked box he kept with him.

"He knows. Or he will. Cecilia told me I needed to keep myself safe, how do I even do that?"

Dumbledore looked out of the tower, over the tree line. For once he was unsure of where to go and the end of the school year was fast approaching. She wouldn't be safe at home, especially because her family was well known, and she refused to put others in danger for herself. And now that she had confirmation Lucius was in league with Voldemort himself, she couldn't ask Draco for help. Or could she? Sometimes it was easiest to hide in plain sight. He loved her and he would be willing to help her. Right?

Her mind drifted back to Cecilia and Sylias in the cove, as she prepared for her inevitable death. His face looked so much like Draco it made her shiver. Was this the destiny her mother spoke of in the letter?

There was a dull throbbed and she cleared her mind for a moment, flashes of destruction, rubble around Hogwarts, Harry dying.

Could she prevent this from happening?

"Harry is destined to die?" Dumbledore nodded solemnly.

"No matter what happens, in order to defeat Voldemort, Harry must die."

"Who else knows? Does Harry know?" Dumbledore shook his head.

"Severus knows everything, and he has clear instructions on how to act in my stead." Her eyes widened.

"Sir…"

"You must listen and trust him [Y/N]." She nodded, not quite understanding his words when he went to dismiss her for the day. She had to tell him the truth. It was now or never.

She asked Pansy as soon as she left if Draco was around.

"He's in the hospital wing. Potter did a number on him."

She didn't know that Dumbledore left with Harry shortly after.

She raced down the halls, stopping only when she reached his bedside.

"Draco…" His hand reached up to brush the hair out of her face, tears starting to slip out.

"Hey, don't. it's okay." His breath hitched in his throat. "You need to leave the castle." Her eyes widened.

"No Draco… what's going on?" He pulled her down to his face, placing a sweet, lingering kiss.

"I… I've put you in terrible danger and I need to be honest with you."

"No Draco, it's me putting you in danger." He chuckled at her words, slowly sitting up, ignoring the searing pain. "My mother isn't Hera. I've been lying to you." She cried and he pulled her close. "My mother was a Seer and was sacrificed before Voldemort vanished the first time and now I've inherited her abilities. If you're with me he'll hurt you too."

"He already has…" With her sitting on the bed against his chest he rolled his sleeve up, careful to make sure no one was around.

"Draco…" Her crying didn't slow down at the sight of the dark mark on his arm and she buried herself further into him.

"I didn't want to. He threatened my family. He threatened you. It was the only way to protect you." She shook her head sobbing harder.

"You daft idiot." He pulled her face up to meet his.

"I love you, [Y/N]. And I understand if you don't want to speak to me after this but I'm begging you. You have to leave. They're coming and you're going to be in even more danger." She weakly hit his chest, his arms tightening around her.

"I can't leave Draco. I had a vision. If he doesn't know yet he will soon and I'll be putting everyone in danger." He placed a kiss on top of her head.

"Then hide. Please. If they see you they'll take you. I just know it." He knew he couldn't make her leave, not when her mind was made up. He slid open his bag that had been resting on the end table. Pansy brought it by, knowing her very late gift was in it. He grabbed the parcel, putting it on her lap. "I meant to give this to you on your birthday, but when I found you in here I just…" She carefully undid the wrapping, exposing a small, purple leather book, with blank pages. " I guess it serves a different purpose now."

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When the night came, Draco slipped out of the hospital wing quietly. She of course slipped out after him, making her way to the astronomy tower. The dull throbbing came and she allowed the vision to take over.

"Draco…" His eyes held the familiar fatigue he carried during this last school year. "You have to let me go"

"No. I won't. He can't take you. I would die before he did that."

She saw herself turn around towards him. "If I don't, then it will only get worse for you." His hands grabbed her face as he kissed her fiercely. "Please… you have to let me go."

When she opened her eyes again she saw Harry and Dumbledore, apparating into the tower.

"Professor!"

He told Harry to get Severus and she heard the door open, Dumbledore urging them both to hide below. As soon as she saw Draco she froze. Dumbledore tried to help him, the other death eaters surrounding them, Harry raised his wand and she stood there, eyes wide before Snape appeared, quieting them and slipping upstairs. Draco hadn't been lying. She had been threatened and he had to make an impossible choice. As soon as Dumbledore fell off the tower and the death eaters ran out, Harry took off after them. She didn't know what else to do. So she left. She ran out of the tower, a crowd gathering around Dumbledore's body. She ran past Hagrid's hut now ablaze, and she cried out for Draco, finding herself lost in the forest. Her strangled cries and screams fell upon deaf ears. She was alone.

She was found hours later, curled against a tree, eyes glazed over from the sheer amount of visions her mind saw. When she awoke next in the hospital wing, she found herself in the bed Draco had been in hours prior. She wasted no time writing everything down. She had to go home now. It was the only place she could heal.

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Rebels Rewatch: "Heroes of Mandalore"

Some familiar TCW faces as we close up the darksaber arc.

Live reaction version.

Sabine's transformation into co-protagonist is nearly complete, as it's the end of her darksaber arc that starts us out this season.

Also, you know, the Season Four trailers framing the whole of Rebels as the story of "A boy who was lost and a girl who was broken".

Not that I minded as it meant that Ezra and Sabine would be spending a lot of screentime together. :D

After not really touching on it in a while, Fenn Rau's courtesy hand on Kanan's shoulder to let him know he's signaled a stop was a nice little way of demonstrating Kanan's blindness and the accommodations other characters make for him.

Ezra finally has that jetpack he's been wanting lol.

I reserve the right to be giddy about the fact that Ezra is literally Sabine's right-hand man. And also that she painted him another Scout Trooper helmet.

Kanan showing off with the Force Leaps there, which Fenn Rau lampshades.

And now we're introduced to Tiber Saxon, Gar's less interesting more fanatical brother.

A+ mid battle banter. I do distinctly remember being delighted by all the playful quipping and snarking back and forth when this first aired, and it's still cute now.

Once again all it takes for Ezra to surrender is someone threatening Sabine. <3

I... I'm sorry, apparently I'm going to be Obnoxious Obsessed Sabezra Shipper for this rewatch, let me attempt not to comment on just them and their stupid faces and every time they interact.

Lol is one of the Kryze Mandos Naruto-running?

That was an awfully quick search of the base there, guys.

"Bo-Katan was made regent by the Jedi before the end of the Clone War." For all of what, one day? Lol.

I do have quibbles about Bo-Katan's characterization here in Rebels, at times it seems like it's assuming more character development than we actually see happen, when we eventually get back around to telling the story of the Siege of Mandalor.

I do find it kind of funny that SO many people were expecting Sabine to have an arc where she becomes Mand'alor when literally the second episode she actually had the darksaber she was immediately like, "Nope it's not me, I'm just holding it for whoever will be the true leader." Course I guess they expected that in this episode she would take up the mantle.

No dice and frankly I am not interested in that kind of plotline unless Ezra gets to be an accessory to it. (I uh... I have a thing about the Royal Maiden/Steadfast Knight dynamic.)

Ezra playing therapist again. <3 Nice to see it go over better than in "Trials of the Darksaber", Sabine is learning to be more open with her thoughts and feelings.

Kanan attempting the playful teasing banter he usually has with Hera (that Ezra and Sabine are suddenly very adept at now, what) but she shuts it down. This is another quibble I have about Season Four, I do not understand Kanan and Hera's sudden awkwardness and Will They/Won't They? when previously it seemed like they had been depicted as already a settled matter. Not really overt but comfortable and resolved. This weird walkback feels like a way to add drama and tension to Kanan's eventual death, and I really don't think it needed that?

The way I usually reconcile it is by headcanoning that Hera conceived Jacen in the three weeks between S3 and S4 and she's been standoffish and cagey about it because she doesn't quite know know yet and she's being anxious and worried and preoccupied and prickly as a result. I headcanon this because it's been my own experience when the husband and I have, ahem, not exactly been careful and had not had more kids in the plans.

Anyway.

Sorry is this not how the scene went? Lol.

Alrich immediately knows it's his baby girl aww.

Huh, I'd forgotten the side pockets on these transports could be used to stick extra troopers. Neat.

This is pretty nicely staged, a lot of fast smooth movement with the jetpacks, Sabine using the bike as cover was a clever touch. The speed of everything is really on display.

Love this hero cue when Kanan ignites his saber and enters the fray. Every character gets a nice little moment of being awesome.

Even Chopper gets to be a flying menace, clonking that one Trooper on the head with a blaster lol.

IF NO SUPPOSED TO SHIP LITERALLY WHAT EVEN IS THIS "SHE'S NOT MY GIRLFRIEND." MOMENT?

And ooop, show just stabbed me with Sabine's frantic worried, "Ezra! Get out of there!" and my brain went straight to the finale you guys really need to stop doing this to me.

<3333333

Little shit even gets in a cheeky, "Was wondering where you were." I love him.

And Kanan and Ezra look so happy for her awww.

Tiya's acting when Sabine realizes her weapon is on the battlefield is very nice. Sabine sounds horrified and heartbroken and scared.

Sabine's theme drawing out in long slow mournful notes here.

I'm actually really glad they didn't kill off Ursa and Tristan. It would have meant basically nothing since neither of them were developed enough characters for us to care and also I really didn't need another How To Train Your Dragon 2 Stoick/Valka gutpunch in my life.

Never kill off your characters unless you can tell more story with them gone than you can with them there.

Sabine's showing more emotion than we've seen out of her since "Trials of the Darksaber" oof.

Sabine getting a little bit distracted in her anger and grief and needing a nudge from Kanan. She's going to struggle with this a bit this episode.

It's cute how Bo-Katan kind of implies that Ezra should fly out with her to take down the TIEs.

This poor boy looks so consternated with all these crazy Mando shenanigans lol.

Yeah no, watching the Dutchess in action does not get any better.

Thrawn being all Villain Admirer of the Spectres again, while also picking at Tiber Saxon's logic here. It's basically the same logic and line of objections he has to the Death Star, that it's a bloated and inefficient waste of resources and will create more Rebels than it can kill. Thrawn is trying to point out, "Yeah so this literally insults the honor of a hot-headed quarrelsome proud warrior race culture how exactly is this supposed to quell them from rebelling again?"

Awww.

Ezra immediately gearing up to fight Bo-Katan to protect Sabine. <3 And then the other Clan Kryze members a minute later. <3

"Down boy."

You know something I haven't commented on is just how washed out Mandalore looks. Like, Lothal is covered with brown plains too but there's so much more life and color in them. Like the difference between Kansas farmlands and a nuclear testing site.

There's some kind of unspoken history here between Rau and Bo-Katan in the way they interact which... intrigues me. They talk like old friends and I would definitely like to know more about how they know each other.

With Bo-Katan's little speech here, I do see how people were expecting Sabine to be set up to be Mand'alor.

Something darkly ironic in Sabine naming a superweapon after a pacifist.

Tiber channeling his best Imperial fanatic here. What an ass.

This shot was apparently a visual shoutout to a similar one in TCW's "The Lawless", with Obi-Wan Kenobi. Not the last time Ezra and Obi-Wan would be paralleled.

Tiber really shouldn't have let Sabine have access to her own weapon, that was a stupid move.

Ooooh there's more on that theme of "We make deals with the Empire to survive." Tiber honey that never works out for anyone.

Sabine modifies the weapon all right, but Tiber's eagerness to use it after she warned him not to is hoist by own petard poetry.

BOY IT SURE IS A GOOD THING SABINE DIDN'T SET THE WEAPON TO FULL POWER OUT OF REVENGE. JUST IMAGINE WHAT COULD HAVE HAPPENED IF SHE LET HER ANGER DRIVE HER TO DO THAT?

OH WAIT I DON'T HAVE TO IMAGINE, TVTROPES HAS ME COVERED.

THANKS TVTROPES. THANKS FOR THAT BIT OF FRIDGE HORROR.

Sabine does still have a very mean vengeful streak in her even after all her years living with Jedi so it takes a bit of prodding from Bo-Katan (of all people) to talk her down from this wrath moment.

We can count that whole Star Destroyer as Sabine's kill right? Lol, she's catching up to you Chopper, better murder some more capital ships.

"The Empire will send everything they have to crush Mandalore." Haaaaaaaaaaaaa. *cringes in The Mandalorian's account of The Purge*

Honestly I think the reason they had Sabine give Bo-Katan the darksaber was because they didn't want to have to write around Sabine being absent again lolol. Having to stay and be the leader of a whole planet would have definitely taken Sabine away from the front lines of the wider Rebellion and more importantly taken her away from her crew and family and like hell were they going to let the Spectres go back to Lothal without her.

Ngl, I ship it a little bit.

This could have been a little more earned, not gonna lie.

IF NO SUPPOSED TO SHIP LITERALLY WHAT EVEN IS THIS??!!?

I'll be honest I'm not really invested in the Mandalorian side of things in fandom so while a lot of these action sequences were pretty cool visually I didn't have much emotional connection unless characters I already knew and loved were onscreen. I'm at least happy we got the arc done and over with and cleared up the rest of the season for other, more interesting (to me) things.

I've got no real thoughts on Bo-Katan, she's fine in this episode but like I said, inconsistent with her other appearances, I don't mind her being leader and having the darksaber but I would have liked her characterization to have more of a coherent throughline from TCW to Rebels to The Mandalorian.

Let's be honest I'm mostly just here for the Ezra/Sabine bits. <3

Next up, field trip with Crazy Uncle Saw!

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