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jessicas-pi · 9 months
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MORE LIFESWAP AU INCORRECT QUOTES! CAUSE I'M UNSTOPPABLE!
Sabine: Fight me! Ezra, standing behind her with a knife, a blaster, and a flamethrower: *whispers* Do not. [or, conversely] Ezra: Fight me! Sabine, standing behind him with two lightsabers: *whispers* Do not.
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Ezra: Thought I was meowing back at my Loth-cat for the past hour, but it was just me, Kanan, and Sabine meowing at each other from different rooms in the Ghost.
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[at the beginning] Sabine: Are we really going to let Hera keep Ezra? Kanan: We kept you.
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Sabine, eyes glowing: With great power comes a ton of weird crap you are not prepared to deal with.
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The Armorer: So, how long have you and that girl been together? Ezra: No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. Sabine and I are not together. No. No. The Armorer:  The Armorer: Really? Sixteen ‘nos’? Really?
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Sabine: You’re my best friend, I would do anything for you. Ezra: I want you to eat 3 meals a day and have a decent sleep schedule. Sabine: Absolutely not.
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Ezra, to Sabine: If you don't want me to follow you into fire then DON'T RUN INTO FIRE!
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Vader: You have made a grave mistake, Jedi. Sabine: I make grave mistakes all the time. Everything seems to work out...
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Hera: Is something burning? Kanan, leaning on the counter: Just my love for you. Hera: Kanan, the toaster is literally on fire.
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Ezra: I came out here to attack people and I'm honestly having such a good time right now.
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Ezra: What would your Jedi Master think of me helping you do this? Sabine: Ok, that’s an interesting thought, but hear me out: what if… we ran an experiment where we spent the rest of our lives finding out what happened if we never told her?
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Hera: If the thought of something makes any of you giggle for longer than 15 seconds, you are to assume you’re not allowed to do it.
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Sabine, writing in her diary with a glitter gel pen: I'm losing my sense of humanity. Nothing matters. God is dead. There's blood on my hands.
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Hera: Are you trying to give me an aneurysm? Ezra: Pretty sure we all are. Kanan: I wasn't. Sabine: I was. Okadiah: I was trying to stop them, for your consideration. Chopper: I just cause aneurysms naturally.
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Sabine: You must feel horrible. You've lost everything. Your clan, your heritage, your status as a Mandalorian... Ezra: Thank you for summing that up.
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magical-gifts · 5 months
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some of my favourite excerpts from A New Dawn so far
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kanerallels · 2 months
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GUYS IT'S REBELS REMEMBERED DAY WHICH MEANS IT'S STEVE MILLER AU DAY it's been so long since I last posted. But I'm here, and that's what matters! First lines under the cut!
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Hera was the last one into the planning room on the Yellow Submarine, following Jyn with two mugs of coffee in her hands. The rest of the crew was already assembled, sitting or standing here and there.
Kanan was the one who spotted her coming in, and his eyes lit up. “Hey,” he said, slipping past Kasmir to move next to her.
“Hey,” Hera said, passing him one of the mugs. “Are you excited to see me or the caf?”
“You, obviously,” Kanan said, taking a sip and letting out an appreciative noise. “But the caf is definitely a welcome addition. Thank you.”
“Anytime, love. Now, what’s going on?” Hera lifted an eyebrow at him. “You’ve been gone since last night, and you look exhausted. Is something wrong?”
Shaking his head, Kanan said, “Not exactly. I’ll explain in just a minute.”
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*giggles*
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accidental-spice · 1 year
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Okadiah: Kanan, heads up, that crush off yours just walked in the door.
Kanan, relaxed: How am I gonna play this? Sophisticated and chill, friendly and non-commital, cold and distant?
Hera: *Walks closer to the bar*
Kanan: *Panicks and hides under the counter*
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my titles are pure chaos because of you, @kanerallels
ahh! yeah I got way behind on Kanera Week, but that’s okay! I’m excited for you guys to read this one!
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first lines under here!
Okadiah Garson is very amused by this situation.
Earlier that evening, Hera Syndulla, a dear friend, coworker, and very-very-part-time employee of his, had come into The Asteroid Belt with an even heavier load than usual on her shoulders. Okadiah hasn’t discovered why that’s so just yet—but he has discovered something else. A—dare he think it—dreamy look in her eyes, one like nothing he’s ever seen in her. He’d taken the plunge and asked her if a man had been involved in whatever her escapades had been earlier in the night. The look in her eyes had been enough to confirm it beyond a shadow of a doubt.
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hobbitinthetardis · 3 years
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reread a new dawn
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iknowwhattosaynow · 2 years
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Because I’m certain that Disney+ will see sense, I’m casting for A New Dawn.
I’ll start with my submission for Okadiah:
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pretchatta · 3 years
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a little bit more of the university au I started here, inspired by @bythevay‘s amazing sweater vest kanan and date night hera. I still haven’t made it to the actual date yet... but it does exist in draft form! I’ll be putting the whole lot on AO3 as soon as I have a title (suggestions are welcome!) but until then it’ll be small sections on tumblr as and when I feel they’re finished.
edit: it’s on AO3!
rating: general; kanan jarrus/hera syndulla; 1.3k words
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The soft, burbling sounds of the café reached his ears as Kanan pushed open the heavy wooden doors to the library. The foyer was grand, if a little tired, with wood-panelled walls and a polished marble floor that contrasted sharply with the modern security barriers cutting through the middle. Sweeping up one side was the long reception desk that served both sides, though only those with a university ID card could pass through the turnstiles to the café and, more importantly, the university’s precious trove of knowledge beyond. 
Kanan made his way to the desk, not needing to enter the library proper today, absently greeting the old librarian who sat on the other side.
“Morning, Okadiah.”
The human raised a white-haired eyebrow as Kanan reached over the desk to a currently unused library staff computer. “It’s past one.”
“Oh. Good afternoon, then.” He twisted the monitor around to face him and tapped a request on the keyboard in a practised way.
“Someone’s a little distracted,” Okadiah commented. “If I didn’t know you better, I’d say you were thinking about a woman, but since you’re never off campus and the gender ratio of your department is abysmal, that’s about as likely as you reading my sign.”
The sign in question read ‘DO NOT LEAN ON THE DESK’, and Kanan had been ignoring it since graduation. That had been when he’d started working at the library to support himself through his PhD and learnt that Okadiah was far less formidable than he’d first appeared. Since accepting a permanent position in the School of Chemistry faculty he’d not stopped acting like a member of library staff, and he was pretty sure Okadiah only allowed it because Kanan was still one of the few people who could actually work the library’s archaic cataloguing software. 
“Well, maybe next time I’m here for a book I’ll ask you to call it for me, because this woman… I don’t even know how to describe her.”
“Oh boy.”
“She was incredible. She’d dropped a lab coat, and she had these eyes… I’m telling you, I’ve never seen eyes like hers before.”
"Eyes, huh -- is this her, coming in now? Lab coat, check. Eyes, check..."
Okadiah had no idea what Hera looked like, but Kanan's head whipped around to see if it was her nonetheless. He tried not to look too obviously disappointed at the diminutive sullustan woman in white who’d just come through the doors. Her huge eyes roamed around the room before landing on the desk, which she then made a beeline towards.
"Excuse me," she said, peering up at the librarian. The lanyard around her neck proclaimed her to be a guest speaker from one of the university’s affiliate companies by the name of Zaluna Myder. "I'm meeting someone inside, a member of university staff."
"You'll have to wait here until they arrive," Okadiah replied kindly. “When they do I can sign you in.”
The woman nodded. “Very well. I’ll just take a seat here then.” She slid down to sit on the floor at the base of the desk. 
Kanan frowned in confusion, but was distracted by a besalisk with an armful of books arriving at the other side of the desk. 
“You requested this one, Oke?” the woman grunted, passing the topmost one over to him.
“Thanks, Lal, it’s for Professor Jarrus here.” Okadiah took the slim textbook and the library assistant departed again. He glanced at the cover before sliding it over to Kanan. “Hey, this has got to be the fourth Physics book you’ve ordered this term. Is it for that kid again? I don’t know why you don’t just give him Young and Freedman and be done with it.”
Kanan rolled his eyes. “He’s fifteen. I’m trying to encourage his passion for the sciences, not break his spine.” 
“If you’re hoping he makes it to higher education,” came a new voice from behind, “a little strength training maybe wouldn’t go amiss.”
Kanan almost couldn't believe his ears, but there was no mistaking that voice. He turned, and sure enough, there she was. She was wearing different overalls today, but those eyes were the same as he remembered, if not even more beautiful.
Play it cool, Kanan. 
"Hey, Hera," he said casually.
“Kanan, right?” She was smiling at him again, and it made his heart flutter in his chest. “I thought you said you teach Chemistry? Do you often teach extra subjects?”
“Yes -- I mean, no --” He was flustered, and forced himself to start again. “I’m tutoring this kid, and sometimes he gets curious about non-Chemistry topics. Sometimes I worry I’m losing him to Physics, but then I give him a sheet of algebra and he’s back to asking about rates of reactions.”
He felt like he was rambling and stopped himself from saying anything further, but she was nodding.
“I’d be interested to hear more about your teaching.”
“I -- well, you’re always welcome to come by during my office hours.”
He heard what sounded like a disappointed sigh from Okadiah.
“Dr Syndulla?” came a voice from below; the sullustan woman had stood back up. 
“Zaluna!” Hera said brightly, apparently recognising her. “I’ve booked one of the private study rooms for our meeting - unfortunately we can’t use my office today, I share it and my colleague has a tutorial in there right now.”
“If you show me your staff ID, your guest can sign in here and I can grant a temporary day pass to the library,” Okadiah said, bringing out the visitor log book. Zaluna took the pen and started writing as Hera rummaged for her ID card.
Kanan started to feel a little awkward and wondered if he should leave - he had his book now, after all - but he didn’t want to. He wanted to talk to Hera some more, but he didn’t know how to start with Okadiah and Zaluna there.
“There’s a new restaurant that’s just opened up on Gorse Street, y’know,” Okadiah said, interrupting Kanan’s train of thought.
“Huh?” Kanan was momentarily confused, but caught the twinkle in the old librarian’s eyes.
“There,” Zaluna said, finishing signing her name.
“Great, let’s get going. It was nice to see you again, Kanan,” Hera directed the last part to him as she started walking towards the turnstiles with Zaluna.
“Wait!” he called, and she paused to look back. “Do -- would you like to get dinner? With me? There’s a new restaurant…” he finished lamely, gesturing at Okadiah, who covered his face with his hand.
But Hera didn’t seem put off. She smiled at him again, and he didn’t think he’d ever get tired of seeing that smile. “That sounds nice. I’m free tomorrow evening -- meet me under the Illum Bridge at seven?”
Kanan couldn’t help the smile that split his face. “See you tomorrow at seven!”
He watched her walk away, feeling like he was floating. He was taking Hera on a date! Him! And her! For a whole evening, at--
“Wait, what restaurant did I just invite her to?”
Okadiah’s eyes sparkled with mirth over the tops of his glasses. “Luna Cynda has received nothing but rave reviews since it first opened last week, and is fully booked for the next month.”
“What?” Kanan’s heart rate spiked with anxiety. “Fully booked? Where am I supposed to take Hera tomorrow?”
The old man merely smiled at him. “I’ve been meaning to give it a go myself, but since I can’t stand the thought of you taking such a lovely woman on what would otherwise undoubtedly be a terrible date, I suppose you can have my table reservation.”
“Really?”
“Tomorrow at seven-thirty. I’m living vicariously. Treat her well, please.”
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jessicas-pi · 1 year
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can anyone rec me some good fics with okadiah in them? i kinda want him to be in one of my AUs but i only know about him from wookieepedia and @kanerallels's spymaster au so i need to do Research on him
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quipxotic · 4 years
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“Kanan continued to force himself backwards as debris struck the ground behind him. Finally, after what seemed like an eon, stillness came and then the work lights.
Okadiah arrived at his side and knelt. “Lad? You alright?”
Kanan coughed up dust and nodded. Blinking particles from his eyes, he vaguely saw his hovercart, its securely fastened crates of explosives still there. Yelkin lay face down atop it, wheezing.
“What happened,” Okadiah asked.
“I didn’t see,” Yelkin said. He looked back at the rubble-blocked passage. “I guess we caromed into the tunnel. I thought we were goners for sure.”
“A million to one shot,” Okadiah said, scratching his chin. He looked at Kanan. “My boy, you are the lucky one.”
Kanan knew he was anything but lucky, for Kanan Jarrus was Caleb Dume, the Jedi who never was. And now, he knew, it was time to go.“
- From A New Dawn: Star Wars by John Jackson Miller
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kanerallels · 7 months
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Well, well, well, if it isn't me getting back to a consistent-ish posting schedule. New chapter of the Steve Miller Au is up, with more on the way at some point soon! (Two weeks at the most, I promise)
First lines under the cut, and I hope y'all like this one! It took me a couple months to write it, because like. My brain. It wasn't braining. Anyways hope you like it! Taglist: @laughingphoenixleader @seleneisrising @accidental-spice @day-to-day-thots @auroramagpie @heckin-music-dork @opalknight @cassie-fanfics. DM me if you want to be added or removed to the tag list, or if I missed you!
Unlike some of his other crewmates, Ezra actually enjoyed working with the larger Rebellion. It was amazing, seeing so many people rallying behind a cause that he and the others had been working for for years.
It was, admittedly, a little more structured than he was used to, which Kasmir loathed. But Ezra figured it was probably there for a reason, so he could handle it. Besides, it was nice to make some new friends, and work with some old ones— as they were now.
As it turned out, the Rebellion was looking for a base— well, Ezra had accidentally pointed out that they needed one. But he was technically right, and also “never shy with his opinions”, according to Commander Sato. Ezra took that as a compliment.
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zareleonis · 6 years
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😭😭😭 NOT FAIR AT ALL. there is so much here that hurts me LET ME TELL YOU EVERYTHING
how when okadiah says it's too late kanan. looks to hera. for support? desperate hope that somehow she could do something he can't to save him?
hera looking away respectfully. 😿 its touching that she is tries to give kanan privacy when losing someone very important to him
okadiah's thoughts as he is dying are for kanan's wellbeing, the same as master billaba :'(
okadiah knows how good kanan's heart is and makes for certain hera knows.
even though kanan tries to keep people at arms length, okadiah can tell he really does need someone who is there for him. and that hera can be (already is?) that person
okadiah never knew who kanan was, or what he has been through, but he could tell he has suffered a lot. he doesn't want kanan to lose what he has found in hera or be alone again :(
kanan feeling as powerless losing okadiah as he did watching master billaba die is so hard to watch :( its traumatizing him all over again, and i don't want to think about him having to move forward from this alone. he was barely functioning already.
which brings us to hera giving kanan the support he needs 😭 its just a simple touch and affirmation that, Yes, he did what he could for okadiah. but compared with a decade suffering alone, it makes a universe of difference.
i think hera was already coming to this conclusion on her own, but it is clear she's taken okadiah's words to heart
kanan can't just leave okadiah's body to its fate 😿 it wasn't even an option with master billaba, and he's not going to let okadiah go with no memorial too 😿😿😿
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[Kanan is a] fine pilot, an occasional humanitarian, and a somewhat tolerable houseguest. Marry him, my darling!
Okadiah Garson to Hera Syndulla, regarding Kanan Jarrus
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spectreleaders · 3 years
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When Hera Syndulla inherited her late mother's bookstore, a quaint shop lovingly named The Sundial, she quickly found herself struggling to keep it afloat. That's when the owner of the neighboring coffee shop and his protege—one Okadiah Garson and Kanan Jarrus—stepped in to help. Together, they open the Sundial Cafe & Bookstore.
And the rest, as they say, is history.
a Rebels modern AU ficlet 1.5k words rating: general audiences tags: Alternate Universe - Bookstore, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - Coffee Shops & Cafés, Alternate Universe - Human
for an A-to-Z prompt challenge B is for Bookstore
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