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flying-kanery · 10 months

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PERIOD!!! HERA AND EZRAS RELATIONSHIP IS SO UNDERRATED!!!

And something I love about the relationships between the members of the Ghost crew is that, just like any family, each of those relationships are connected and they affect each other. Like, Hera’s love for and maternal protectiveness of Ezra stems from the fact that he’s her and Kanan’s son. She knows how much he means to Kanan and how he’s carrying on his legacy as his padawan. She understands how he’s almost an extension of Kanan in that way and that’s part of why he’s so precious to her.

I also think that losing her mother and especially her brother at such a young age and her estrangement with her father made her lose hope in ever having a family again. Kanan is the one who restored and fulfilled that hope for her, but they were still in a relationship in the middle of a war. Let’s all be real here, they’re pretty dang MARRIED by the time rebels is happening and, from my personal interpretation of the characters, it seemed like having kids together SOMEDAY was a desire of their hearts. But it was really hard for Hera to maintain her hope in that sometimes because of the loss of her family on Ryloth. I think both Sabine and Ezra restored and fulfilled the hope for her that “having kids” with Kanan (in whatever way, shape, or form it ended up being) was still possible, even in the middle of a war.

And I think that seeing how much Kanan loves Sabine and Ezra and how happy they make him really makes Hera light up inside and it reassures her that she made the right decision by taking them in. She happy that she’s given Kanan this life where he can love these kids and their mutual love for them is one of the many things that connects the two of them.

That’s why Hera knows to seek comfort from Kanan when she’s worried about the kids’ safety because he understands that parental love and concern, since he feels it for them as well.

I could literally write a whole essay about this lmao. thank you for coming to my Ted talk and sorry it was so long😂…literally though theres even more I have to say about this. I could talk about them all day haha. So if anyone has the miraculous level of patience required to read my rants and would like to hear more about this or other rebels stuff, send me asks!💜

and literally @generalsyndulla you are amazing and just always so correct👌🏽like literally to everything you post I’m just like “Amen”✊🏽

Honestly I cannot look at this frame because it makes me cry.

Even before Kanan’s death, Hera had been on edge about the safety of Ezra and Sabine. Almost every episode she is seen to be worried and has to be constantly reassured that they’ll be alright. It gets even worse after Kanan’s death and her fear becomes overwhelming that she seeks comfort from the force manifestation of Kanan. So after losing Kanan, after being put in a dire situation with Thrawn (and finding out that she’s pregnant), she can' bare to let Ezra go.

The ironic part is she helped raised him like this! From the very first episode where she tells him “If all you do is fight for your own life, then your life is worth nothing.” He has stopped only fighting for himself and is now fighting to save not only his family but for Lothal - his home. Hera’s words from season one are thrown back to her face as she pleases with him “I won’t let you go.”

To add to the tragedy, Sabine is watching in the background knowing that she has to let Ezra go. She was raised by the same people that taught them both about selfless love and sacrifice. Sabine knows it will break Hera’s heart but she knows and trusts Ezra to make the decisions he feels he needs to make.

I'm the first one to criticise the writing of this show but goddamn I feel like the relationship between Hera and Ezra (though subtle) is one of the best things about the show and the writing.

#sw rebels #Star Wars rebels #hera syndulla #sabine wren #swr #ezra bridger #Star Wars #star wars: rebels #kanan jarrus #kanan x hera #rebels kanan #kanan and ezra #rebels #space family #ghost crew

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Storytime

Hey guys! So apparently having a job is a lot harder than I thought it would be lol😂but I was able to finally squeeze in some time to write and post this very late submission for Jacen Syndulla week following the prompt father/family. I'll put the link for it on my ao3 right here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48378895. But I wanted to post the whole fic here too to sTaY tRuE tO mY tUmBlR rOoTs lol. I hope you enjoy!<3

Also, quick shoutout to to @jacensyndullaweek for organizing this whole thing and for the amazing prompts! You slayed!<3

Fic rating: G

“And that’s how your mom defeated an entire Imperial fleet!”

Jacen looked up at his father with wide, awe-struck eyes and his mouth agape. Hera couldn’t help but laugh internally. It definitely wasn’t an entire Imperial fleet.

She watched in the doorway, not yet noticed by either of them. She loved the way Kanan placed his arm around Jacen, how sitting down he was barely taller than Kanan’s forearm, the way he sat so comfortable, so small, chubby little limbs relaxed on the bed.

“Wowaw,” Jacen said, “Den what happen, Daddy?” Hera couldn’t hold back a laugh this time.

At that, Kanan glanced up at the doorway knowingly, a grin spreading across his face. Jacen still didn’t see her, completely encapsulated by his dad’s story.

Well then, your mom met with some of the biggest leaders of the rebellion—well, she technically wasn’t invited to the meeting,” another mischievous glance at the doorway, “but she knew she should’ve been in the meeting because it involved someone in her family. Can you guess who?”

“Uuuuuuhhhhhh…ou,’ Daddy!”

“No,” he shook his head and laughed.

“Uuuuuuhhhhh,” he tapped his little finger on his dimpled chin, as if deep in thought. Her boy was so beautiful, both of her boys were. Her smile widened at the thought.

“Ahbine!” he said. Kanan chuckled.

“Sah-bine buddy, there’s an s, ssss,” he pointed to his mouth and then Jacen’s, trying to show him how to make the sound.

“Thhhhhhh,” Jacen tried to imitate his father, “Thahbine!” he exclaimed.

“Close enough,” Kanan shot a quick look back up at Hera, silent laughter exchanged between them. “But that’s still not who it is.”

Jacen was growing more frustrated, “Den who is it?” he said, throwing out his arms in exasperation.

Kanan smiled down at him. “Ezra.”

Jacen gasped in excitement. “Ezzy!” he squealed.

“Yes,” Kanan laughed.

“So did mommy get dem to help wit Ezah?”

“Yes,” Kanan replied, gazing into Hera’s eyes, “she did. Because she never backs down when it comes to the people she loves.”

“What ou’ wookin’ at, Daddy?” Jacen turned around to face the door frame. “MOMMY!” he squealed with joy.

“Jacen, sweetheart,” she laughed, “I was only gone for about twenty minutes and I was right in the other room.”

“I know dat. But I stiww miss ou’!” He began trying to get his tiny body off of his bed in order to run to her.

“No baby, it’s okay. I’ll come to you.” she said, walking towards him and scooping him up in her arms. She sat on the bed and leaned up against Kanan with Jacen snuggled to her chest.

“Did you get the stain out?” Kanan asked.

“Yep,” she held up Jacen’s tiny onesie with little tookas all over it.

“Yay!” Jacen clapped and took the onesie from his mom.

“Now Jacen, the next time you want to paint something, just let us know so that we can keep this from happening again, okay?”

“Okay, mommy,” he said, giving her a big hug. Hera ran her hand over his emerald hair and kissed his forehead. Kanan held her closer.

“Mommy?” Jacen asked.

“Yes, baby?”

“Do you have any stories about Daddy?”

She immediately looked up at Kanan who wore an amused and slightly scared expression.

“Oh boy, do I,” she laughed, “but that’ll be for another night.”

“Awwww,” Jacen whined.

“Your mom’s right, kiddo. You need to get some sleep.”

“But I not tieword.”

“Good, that means my story wasn’t boring,” Kanan replied.

Jacen paused for a moment, considering his father’s words, “I guess dat’s twue. Buh can I wear da tooka jammies pweeeease?”

Hera smiled, “Of course, sweetheart.” They got Jacen dressed for bed and tucked him in, pulling the covers all the way up to his chin.

They knelt down beside Jacen’s bed, preparing to wish him their nightly “I love yous.” Hera placed a kiss on Jacen's forehead, “Goodnight, baby.”

“Nigh nigh, Mama. I wuv ou.’”

She cupped his tiny face, “I love you too, little tooka.” After giving him one last kiss on his nose, she stood up and returned to the doorway, watching Kanan say his goodnight.

Kanan hugged his son and gently kissed his cheek, “Good night, kiddo. I love you so much.”

“I wud ou’ too, Daddy,” Jacen’s eyelids were growing heavy and by the time Kanan joined Hera in the doorway, he had completely nodded off to sleep.

She leaned up against him as he wrapped his arms around her, “He’s perfect,” she sighed.

“He is,” he whispered against her temple. Pulling away to look at her he shrugged, “But I mean, he’s our kid so, makes sense.”

She laughed. “C’mon, we should probably get some sleep too. We have to cut a bunch of orange slices and get Jacen new shin guards tomorrow morning before his soccer game.” She grabbed his hand and turned to start pulling him towards their bedroom, but he stopped her before she could.

“Woah, hold on there, Captain. First, you need to tell me what ‘crazy stories’ about me you were referring to earlier,” he said with an amused grin.

Hera turned back around to face him, wearing a similar grin of her own, “Oh, I don’t know. Maybe the time you fell off a building?”

“I did not fall. I used the force to land safely.”

“I literally caught you.”

“Yes, but…I used the force to make sure I landed safely in your arms,” he smiled.

She moved closer to him and placed her hands on his arms, “Okay, well then it was my speed plus the force, since I had to run over there in time to catch you.”

He laughed, “You really are the hero of my story.”

A quiet moment passed. Then Hera replied, “You’ve always been my hero. Even when you couldn’t see it in yourself, I always could…Jacen sees it too,” she pushed a lock of hair behind his ear, “He looks up to you so much, love. I know we joke that I’m his favorite, but I think it’s more like I’m his comfort and you’re everything he aspires to be. That’s why the real story I had in mind was when you saved me from Pryce on Lothal.”

Kanan’s eyes were alight with awe—awe of how much she loved him, how much she trusted and believed in him, how she saw him worthy of being the father of her child and raising him alongside her. When he kissed her, deep and sweet, it told her how grateful he was to be that person for her, how grateful he was that the beautiful life he was living now had all stemmed from the amazing woman standing before him.

He broke away only enough to whisper, “I love you,” and place his forehead against hers. “And you’re right. That would explain why he’s always trying to copy whatever I’m doing.” He smiled fondly, “Like in the morning, when I drink my mug of caf and he’ll ask me to put his orange juice in a mug too. And then he’ll try to hold the mug the same way as me–”

“And when you scroll through your datapad, he’ll get out his little chalkboard and start ‘scrolling through it’ too,” Hera laughed and Kanan joined her, loving how they could just stand there and marvel at their son’s cuteness together.

She let out a yawn, “Let’s go to bed now, love. I’m starting to doze off.” She tried pulling him back towards their room, but he stopped her again, realization hitting him.

“Kanan, what is with your aversion to me getting any sleep tonight?” she rolled her eyes as her hands came to rest on her hips, a hint of a smile still in her expression.

Hesitantly, he said, “Is Jacen ready for that story?”

Hera remained quiet for a moment, thinking over his question. “I think he is. We don’t have to get into too much detail, but I think he deserves to know how we ended up where we are today and everything you’ve sacrificed for me and for him.”

“Everything we’ve sacrificed, my love,” he cupped her face, “You’ve given up so much too.”

“Well, it’s like you said. I never back down when it comes to the people I love—and neither do you. If Jacen’s going to keep trying to be just like you, I want him to know that you’re selfless and compassionate,” she smiled. “Plus, that story did have a happy ending, right?”

“The absolute best of happy endings,” he said, moving closer to her.

“Agreed,” she took his hands in hers. “Now, c’mon,” she said with an overexaggerated pull of his hands, “I have to appease 15 pretentious soccer moms tomorrow. I need sleep.”

“Okay,” he laughed, finally following her to their room. “I understand, even though you’re technically a soccer mom yourself,” he added with a smirk.

“Watch it,” she poked his side, “I meant those kind of soccer moms.”

“Yeah, yeah, I know,” he laughed.

Once they got into bed, Kanan pulled her to his chest and she snuggled against him.

“Kanan?” she looked up at him.

“Yes, Hera,” he smiled down at her.

“I hope Jacen grows up to be as exceptional of a man as you are,” she mumbled sleepily.

“He will be. He has you for a mom,” he replied, warmth in his eyes as he looked down at her. And with that, her head returned to his chest and they drifted off to sleep together, forever happy in the new life of peace they created for themselves and their son.

Thank you so much for reading! Let me know what you thought of it! All the love to my mutuals<3

(I also might be posting another Jacen week fic sometime soon hehe;))

#jacen syndulla week #kanera #kanan x hera #star wars #star wars rebels #hera syndulla #star wars: rebels #kanan jarrus #swr #sw rebels #jacen syndulla #space parents #space family

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flying-kanery · 10 months

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lmao fr! Kanan is the trolley helping her to carry it all lol.

Does anyone else just ever think about Hera's paternal trauma?

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because I sure do.

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flying-kanery · 10 months

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ooooo fun!

ancient or modern • bitter or sweet • chocolate or vanilla • coffee or tea • create or destroy (jokingly😂) • day or night • early bird or night owl • freckles or dimples • gold or silver • greek mythology or egyptian mythology • macarons or eclairs • hot or cold • thunder or lightning • typewritten or handwritten • secret garden or secret library • spicy or mild • dark magic or light magic • virtue or vice • ocean or desert • mermaids or sirens • known or unknown • rough or smooth • moon or stars • rain or snow

Thank you for the tag @laughingphoenixleader!

@accidental-spice @ladywren7 @xxxcertifiednerdxxx and anyone else who would like to!

Thank you for the tag @brekker-by-brekkerr! ☺️

ancient or modern · bitter or sweet · chocolate or vanilla · coffee or tea · create or destroy · day or night · early bird or night owl · freckles or dimples · gold or silver · greek mythology or egyptian mythology · macarons or eclairs · hot or cold · thunder or lightning · typewritten or handwritten · secret garden or secret library · spicy or mild · dark magic or light magic · virtue or vice · ocean or desert · mermaids or sirens · known or unknown · rough or smooth · moon or stars · rain or snow

No pressure tagging @thespaceantwhowrites, @oldmanwithashield, @madponywithabox, @solarisone, @bouquet-of-wilting-violets and @achromaticerebus!

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flying-kanery · 10 months

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period

If you don’t imagine your otp dancing to Paper Rings at their wedding then are they really your otp?

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Yippee Georg!

#yippee georg

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flying-kanery · 11 months

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heck yeah🌈💟

Chopper's favorite way to celebrate Pride is throwing bricks at fascists ❤️🌈

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Thank you @singswan-springswan for the tag!💜

Ok, when I finished the first one I was initially like, "what the heck"😂but now I can kind of see it for myself. Like, I would definitely be in like a sci-fi adventure when I'm supposed to be in a sitcom haha

overall pretty accurate💜👌🏽

This was so fun!

No pressure tags: @xxxcertifiednerdxxx @ladywren7 @laughingphoenixleader

! "picrew and quizzes" tag game !

rules: do this quiz, this picrew, this quiz too, and post the result!

tagged by: yerin aka @itz-yerin ! thank you so much for tagging cause it's interesting af

tagging: @kookthief @euphor1a @heart2beom and others who want to join! no pressure though...

#guess this is kind of my face reveal lol

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flying-kanery · 11 months

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soooooooooooooo...

Matty Healy and Taylor Swift broke up

#taylor swift #taylor swift and matty healy #matt healy #matty healy #taylor and matty #the 1975 #matty the 1975

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YAS PLEASE WRITE MORE @kanerallels!!! And @accidental-spice draw more plzzzzz!!!! (No pressure lol😂💜🫶🏽)

So I made a deal with my girl @accidental-spice, and now, thanks to this spectacular fan art... have a Mermay ficlet

“It’s really unfair,” Kanan mused, propping an arm against the dock. Hera, who was sitting next to him, her bare feet dangling in the water, lifting an eyebrow at him.

“What’s that?”

“I mean, here I am, a Mer,” he said, gesturing at himself. “And here you are, a pirate queen.”

“Captain, not queen.”

“Close enough. Yet between the two of us, you’re the one with the better voice,” he pointed out, flicking his tail back and forth, catching the sunlight on the glimmering teal scales. “The most beautiful one I’ve ever heard, in fact.”

Hera shook her head at him, giving him an affectionately exasperated look. “Why do I spend my free time listening to your attempts at flirting?”

“It’s true!” Kanan protested.

“Uh-huh. Flirting or not, I still can’t believe you were spying on me while I was singing.”

“Is it really spying if it’s unintentional?” Kanan pointed out. “And I did already apologize for that. I’ll do it again if you want me to.”

Shaking her head, Hera said, “It’s fine— I just don’t understand why you wouldn’t just ask me about it.”

Kanan hesitated, his gaze dropping to the wood of the dock. “It’s… different for Mer,” he said, sounding uncharacteristically unsure of himself. “I can’t just ask you to— to sing for me.”

“Why?” Hera asked, her brows knitting together. She’d known Kanan for close to a year now, and she’d never seen him this flustered. In fact, it almost looked like he was blushing.

“Well. You know.” He coughed, running a hand through his hair. “It’s like… declaring your intentions for someone. Your intentions to… court.”

Hera’s eyes widened. “Oh.”

“Yeah.” Kanan was quiet for a minute. When he finally looked up, however, his face wore the same easy good humor as it always did. “Don’t worry, Captain Hera— if I ever ask you about that, it won’t be for a while yet. The pre-courtship courting has to last at least a year, you know.”

Hera scoffed. “Oh, please. You’re nowhere near courting in human terms, you know.”

“Really? Care to give me some pointers on some of those human traditions?” Kanan leaned a little bit closer, flashing the flirtatious smile that she knew at this point was really just teasing.

That didn’t mean her heart didn’t speed up a little, though. Nor did it change the fact that she’d been having a harder time pulling her gaze away from his lately, or the way she’d almost blushed at some of his more flirtatious comments earlier. Or the fact that Hera had been really, truly excited to see him this time.

But none of that was part of her life. She was captain of a ship that was wanted in twelve countries, and that didn’t leave time for relationships. Certainly not with a merman, of all things, which had its own list of complications.

So instead, she used her foot to flick water at him. “You wish.”

Rearing back dramatically, Kanan said, “Oh, really? You want to start a water fight with a merman? You’re gonna regret that one, Captain Hera.”

“Don’t you dare—” the rest of her sentence was cut off with a yelp as Kanan lifted his tail out of the water and slapped it down again, showering them both in freezing cold sea water.

Sputtering, Hera glared at him. “You’re going to pay for that one.”

“Bring it on, Captain.”

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