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Chapters: 4/4 Fandom: Star Wars: Jedi: Fallen Order Series (Video Games), Star Wars Jedi: Survivor, Star Wars: Rebels, Star Wars - All Media Types Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Cal Kestis/Merrin, Kanan Jarrus & Cal Kestis Characters: Cal Kestis, Alexsandr Kallus, Kanan Jarrus, Merrin (Star Wars) Additional Tags: SPOILERS FOR JEDI: SURVIVOR, No Beta, kallus tries using his former ISB agent skills but fails, Fluff and Angst, BD-1 is Cal Kestis’ emotional support droid, Canon Typical Violence, Cal is from a rated T game but everyone else is from a family show, Cal Kestis Needs a Hug, Kallus is tired, Merrin is scary, Cal can be scarier, Canon Divergence, Kanan is blind, Canon goes out the window, 5+1, Dark Cal Kestis, unprofessional medical diagnosis, Oneshot collection, Bittersweet Ending, Cal Kestis has PTSD Series: Part 1 of Five Times the Galaxy tried to Understand Cal Kestis, and the One Time he finally Understood Himself Summary:

Unsettled: Ezra brings an archaeologist to Chopper Base. Kallus feels he’d seen the man before but can’t quite remember where.

Disillusioned: when Cal calls upon the Ghost crew for assistance on a mission, Kanan soon realises just how much he and Cal had changed from their days in the Temple.

Epilogue: After everything that’s happened, Kallus wonders if he and Cal can still be friends

Contains major spoilers for Jedi: Survivor

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Nothing We Can't Handle

(So for something a little different...as I'm continuing to watch Star Wars Rebels. Spoilers for the season 2 finale)

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Once everyone drifted away from the table, Hera made up a plate and carried it to Kanan’s bunk. She knocked quietly, but there was no answer. She stifled a sigh as she entered the darkened room. There was a lump curled up tightly in the bed, but it didn’t move when she entered and flipped the light on the lowest setting. 

“It’s just me,” Hera said softly.

“I’m not hungry,” came the grunt from the bed. 

Hera bit her lip. It hurt her to see him this way. She didn’t know what would help him. “Ok,” she said, setting the tray down on his bedside table and sitting down next to him. He didn’t move. “Please, love…I don’t know what to do,” her voice was soft, a little broken. He shifted a little, reaching for her hand. She threaded their fingers together. “Tell me what to do.”

He snorted. “I’m not in any condition to tell anyone what to do.”

Hera moved, rolling him over until he was tucked against her chest. He was bigger than she, but curled up like this, he fit. She ran her fingers through his hair and along his new facial hair. “We’ll figure it out. We always do,” she said. 

He leaned into her touch. “Yeah. But I’ve never been this weak before.”

“You’re not weak,” Hera said, reprovingly.

Read more here.

#star wars rebels #kanan jarrus #hera syndulla #kanan x hera #hurt/comfort #star wars fanfiction #kanera

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anyways!! currently crying over depa and caleb having similar hilts on their sabers!!!!!

#depa billaba #caleb dume #kanan jarrus #swr #kanan: the last padawan #sw comics

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something about kanan's rebirth happening right away, mere moments after depa's been killed by their clones. something about caleb dume burying himself in the ground to prevent himself from being killed as well, only for kanan jarrus to emerge (even if it's not in name just yet), clawing himself free from caleb's grave. caleb dume dying on kaller alongside his master in more ways than one.

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#etsy #ooakrafts #crafts #starwarsrebels #star wars rebels #star wars #rebels #ghost crew #kanan jarrus #hera syndulla #chopper #sabine wren #ezra bridger #zeb orrelios #zeb #garazeb orrelios #alexsandr kallus #kallus #kalluzeb #agent kallus #embroidery #key fobs #keychains

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It's sad Kanan hours remind me not to listen to Sleeping At Last again

#star wars #star wars rebels #fanart #kanan jarrus #hera syndulla #sabine wren #digital art #art #star wars fanart #swr fanart #sketch #doodle #artists on tumblr

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Got really emotional thinking about how Ezra did the majority of grieving whilst fighting for his life in the unknown regions.

#ezra bridger #star wars rebels #star wars #star wars fanart #kanan jarrus

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PhoenixSquadronPins has my heart and soul, if it’s not totally obvious~ Kanan just arrived and OFC I had to drop what I was doing to get him set up 💚 thought I’d need more Kanan pins, but I guess I need more Hera ones to fill that spot lol

#star wars rebels #star wars #kanan jarrus #sw rebels #hera syndulla #kanera #swr #star wars pins #caleb dume #chopper star wars #swr pins

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A little excerpt during the Rebels Era. The clones were talking regarding their past and Rex brought up General Norien.

“You new Master Noríen?” He stated, seemingly surprised to hear the name come from Rex’s mouth.

Rex let out a chuckle. “Yeah..I knew her. So did most clones in fact.” He stated, sharing a grin with his brothers. “Jedi Master Sephora Norien. Member of the Jedi Council, General of 614th Battalion- Moonbeams they liked to call themselves.

And most known amongst my brothers..The Clone General.”

Ezra’s eyes were saucers. “How did you know her? I mean I know she’s a General and all but how did you meet?”

Rex let out another chuckle, having a hand come behind his neck. “Well that was a while ago. I first met the General when I was stationed as an ARC Trooper. We just finished with one of our rountinal training exercises and she came in.

It wasn’t exactly hard to spot her, she was literally the only other female in the room.” He said with a chuckle, “no less you don’t miss Norien’s sights very easily. She’s easily noticeable. Our commanding Officer introduced her to us. We knew about General Ti- her master. And some about this Apprentice..but it wasn’t on the forefronts of our minds at the time. But once she personally introduced herself, you knew automatically that she was different and it was something you automatically took a liking too. Needless to say as Ti’s Apprentice she was with her often in Kamino. She was the second Representative for Kamino there.

Sephora’s involvement with the clones was constant. She stayed for months off and on with her Master for the implement of our program..along with other duties that she held too. Once the Clone Wars began..she was assigned to an Battalion, 614th as I’ve stated. Her leading officer was a Marshall Commander just like Cody. He was a good fellow..very stoic Commander you couldn’t get much past him. He was very observant.” He chuckled. “Anyway, for the course of 3 yrs I fought alongside the Clone General off and on. 501 and 614 were combined on missions many times. We were a force to be reckoned with. Like the other clones we’ve all come to learn and respect her over the years..she certainly earned her title..she was a great leader and comrade. I am proud and honored to serve alongside her during the Clone Wars. She is by far one of the greatest Generals of Jedi. She was a good friend..” he stated looking a little forlorn after that comment.

They were silent a moment.

“Do you know what happened to her?” Ezra suddenly asked him.

Rex was looking to the floor. “Heh..I..I’m not entirely sure..I haven’t heard anything from her in years..I just assumed that,” he seemed to be struggling, his hands kept unclenching each other. His vod seemed to be starting to worry for him and started to reach out.

He finally looked to him, shaking his head. “I can’t believe..” his eyes started to grow watery, “that she could be still alive..after all this time..and what titles she held especially with the clones” his eyebrows furrowed over, he shook his head. “There would have been no way..she couldn’t survive that..they would have torn her apart.” He finally broke down and wiped the tears roughly from his face, walking off- upset.

Ezra looked solemn. “I’m sorry..I didn’t mean to hurt him.” He admitted looking to the floor in shame.

“Don’t be too hard on yourself kid.” Wolffe said. “The General always meant a lot to Rex..she meant a lot to all of us,” he said with a frown. “But especially Rex..she was extra special..”

Ezra looked puzzled regarding something.

“What do you mean?” He asked him curiously obviously hinting more to what he was meaning.

Kanan looked up, seeming to know.

Wolffe shrugged. “He loved her, that’s why.” He stated.

Ezra’s eyes went saucers. “He was in love with the General??!!” He asked in astonishment.

“Yeah,” Wolffe stated shrugging again- as if it was no big deal, “in fact many people did..or at least had crushes on her. Namely my brothers,” he said with a chuckle, “trust me if you saw her you would understand why. But of course..Rex’s goes way deeper than that.”

“I’ve seen her..it’s just that..I thought it was against the Code-“ he looked to Kanan offended- “you told me!!”

“And it is.” Kanan calmly stated. “It always has been. The clones were on a different system but it’s the similar idea. It’s a very professional system. Jedi to clone officer. No open attachments or anything related..it would bring the flow out of balance no less the ways of war probably wouldn’t operate the same after.”

“It probably wouldn’t.” Wolffe agreed.

“But in some ways..the Jedi had it harder. At least in the rules of attachments.” Kanan stated.

“I just don’t understand..it doesn’t seem fair. Why is the Code so rigid?”

Kanan sighed. “Not all things can be explained Ezra..it’s just how things are.”

#rebels #the clone wars #theclonewars #Rex #captainRex #Ezra #commander wolffe #star wars #starwars

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I wrote today's @monthly-challenge fic as a kind of follow up to this prompt I wrote for a couple months ago for @auroramagpie. I just couldn't really get the world and the idea behind it out of my head, so I thought I'd write some more! Today's prompt from Spring Fling was garden, for context

The Dume Library was unusual for a lot of reasons. The foremost being its librarian— a blind man who was rumored to be an ex-musketeer, one of the more famous ones. It was said he’d worked alongside Hera Syndulla, who was one of the best, if not the best herself.

When asked about it, the librarian rarely gave a straight answer. Usually, he just laughed it off or made some joke, and gently turned the conversation to a different subject. So no one could be quite sure what the truth was.

(well. There was one person, but she was different. She had lived it.)

One of the other things that made the Dume Library unusual was the fact it had a garden. It was fairly large, starting at the front right side of the entrance, and curving around in a wide sweep of flower beds and vegetable patches, bracketed in the back by rose bushes, made its way to the far end of the property, where it took up a large chunk of the back yard area.

The back door of the library led out into it by a path that wound past a fountain and a bench looking out across the property, to the beds in the back. It was this path that Hera took now, down to where the figure of the librarian was hard at work.

She’d only been in this garden a few times since Kanan had finished work on it— though with a garden, one could rarely ever be truly finished— and Hera paused to admire it. It was something of a motley patchwork of beautiful flowers, glowing with colors and beauty and sweet smells, and of carrots and onions and potatoes, looking comfortably sturdy and inelegant next to the peonies nearby.

It was a strange sight, but one that was completely on brand for Kanan, and Hera couldn’t help but smile at the sight. At the memory it brought her.

“When we retire,” Kanan said thoughtfully, studying the elegantly trimmed rose bushes around them, “we should have a garden like this.”

Hera snorted in her champagne glass. “Like this?” she said, gesturing at the topiaries trimmed in strange shapes, the grass trimmed to just the right length. “Seems a little… fancy for you, dear.”

“I can be fancy,” Kanan scoffed. “But no, not exactly like this. I was thinking about the roses. They’re nice, right? And there’s a patch of lavender over there that smells amazing.”

Letting out a thoughtful noise as she scanned the crowd of the party they were at, Hera remarked, “I never took you for a gardener.”

“I’m full of surprises. Besides, nothing wrong with some good hard work. It’ll keep us busy once we retire. Assuming you ever plan to retire, that is.”

Hera rolled her eyes. “Sure, when the bad guys decide to retire.”

Kanan didn’t laugh, like she’d hoped. Instead, his face was serious as he said, “You know, the world’s never going to run out of problems for you to fix. But it is going to run out of time. You’ve got to decide what’s most important.”

Pushing down a swell of shock, Hera kept her face calm as she said, “You’re serious tonight, aren’t you?”

His smile came back. “I’m always serious about you.” Setting his glass on a nearby stone statue, he held a hand out to her. “Dance with me?”

They hadn’t danced then. Hera had spotted their target who’d been at the party when they were two steps away from the dance floor. And then there had been a chase and a duel that Kanan had joked was just as good as a dance, and another criminal was brought to justice.

Those days were long gone for Kanan. But the garden was here. And Hera could smell the roses as she approached Kanan, who was kneeling next to one of the flowerbeds, carefully pulling weeds.

“Hard at work, I see,” she said, and his head went up at the sound of her voice.

“I wasn’t expecting you today,” he said as Hera knelt next to him. She saw a smile tilt up the corner of his mouth, a smile that always sent a flutter through her chest, and made her want to smile back. “I’m glad I was wrong, though. How did the Pryce thing go down?”

“We got Sato’s son back,” Hera said. “And Pryce was taken into custody. Thank you for your help— we couldn’t have done it without you.”

Tugging up a weed and tossing it onto a pile to the side, Kanan said, “My pleasure, as always. How’s your new partner doing?”

There was no sorrow, no bitterness in the question. But Hera still felt a twinge of remorse tugging at her chest. “She’s… doing well,” she said. “Eager to fight, but she’s learning not to charge headfirst into things.”

“It’s a good thing she has you. You and I had to learn that lesson the hard way.”

Hera snorted. “With the amount she listens to me, she’ll be learning things the hard way, too. She’s more stubborn than either of us were.”

“Even you?” Kanan ducked as Hera swatted at him, grinning. “Alright, I got it. Well, you’ve put up with a partner far more frustrating than she is— you’ve got this. I know you do.”

“Thank you,” Hera said. She sat for a moment, watching Kanan weed around a bed of nasturtiums, somehow miraculously avoiding the flowers and only pulling up the weeds. Finally, she said softly, “I miss you.”

He paused, just for a heartbeat. Turning to face her, he quietly offered her his hand, and she took it. His fingers were smeared with dirt, but gentle as he squeezed her hand. “I miss you, too,” he told her, and Hera had to swallow back a lump in her throat.

She’d never wanted to leave her partner behind. And not just because he was the best with a rapier she’d ever met, or because his plans were crazy, but they worked. He could always pick up on what she was thinking, and fighting side by side with Kanan was almost easy. It was like a dance they both intimately knew the steps to, and they were far better together than apart.

But then, they’d gone after a mad man. They’d had backup, which they’d sorely needed. But in the end, she and Kanan had been separated. And the mad man had blinded Kanan and ran.

Things had been hard for a while after that. It had taken a long time for Kanan to heal, both physically and mentally. Hera had been by his side every step of the way, even as it became clear that his time as a musketeer was over, far too early.

She had, briefly, thought about retiring. About stepping away and staying with him as he figured out what his life would look like next. And eventually, Hera had brought it up to him.

He’d laughed. “Hera,” he’d told her, “not a chance. You have the ability to keep helping people, and I’m not going to ask you to step away from that. Not yet, anyways. Just don’t forget me.”

“I could never,” she’d told him fiercely.

And she hadn’t, even as their lives grew and changed without the other fully in it. He’d found a way to keep helping, and Hera had come to see him whenever she could. Things were different, though, and she hated that. Hated being without him.

“How long can you stay?” Kanan asked, as if he’d heard her thoughts. Sometimes, Hera really did wonder if he could. 

“At least through the night,” she replied. “Sabine’s visiting her family, so I’m all yours.”

“Good.” Rising to his feet, Kanan helped her up, not letting go of her hand. “Come on. You can help me with dinner, as long as you stay pretty far away from the stove.”

Hera laughed, and for a minute it was like nothing had changed. She held onto that feeling as they headed into the library together, and felt a little peace settle in her heart. She was with her partner, even if it wasn’t forever. It could be enough for now.

#star wars rebels #swr #kanan jarrus #hera syndulla #kanera #kanera musketeers au

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Thanks, Lego Star Wars, for fixing the Ahsoka show by sending Sabine home with Ezra. 👏

Lego Star Wars - 25 Years

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Ghost Posters

So, while trying to get screenshots from Spark of Rebellion, I saw that the posters in the common room of the Ghost actually have translatable aurebesh on them!!

(Bonus weird Ezra)

The red one on the right is an ad for the glorious Max Rebo himself!

The orange one on the left I THINK just says Star Wars 😅

The pink one is a poster for DJ Rangthang, who was present when Quinlan Vos and Obi-Wan were talking to Jabba!

And the blue poster is actually for a character named Dasha Sigweed, which is a joke about real life Global Underground musicians Sasha and Digweed.

Thought it was interesting, especially since these are probably Sabine's posters and this is the type of music she would listen to!

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You don't need another human being to make your life complete, but let's be honest. — Emery Allen

*Art by the fantastic Luneat (MoonFishGhost) and story by yours truly.

#sabezra #sabine wren #ezra bridger #star wars rebels #star wars #ezrabine #ahsoka show #ahsoka #sabezra fanart

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You know what would have fixed anakin:tm:

If padme got him involved in naboo's goth scene it's a win-win-win

Anakin gets to wear as much eyeliner and black tunics as he wants.

Padme gets to watch her husband in a variety of, unfortunately still all black, but different outfits

And palps once the scene takes over naboo due to anakin unintentionally force suggesting it to everyone can wear his favorite evil cloaks in public.

Win-win-win!

omg perfect fix-it au idea, your mind

(donation doodles! // tip jar)

#anakin skywalker #sheev palpatine #chancellor palpatine #star wars

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Love the way rebels emphasizes the importance of mutual aid. Love that fighting Imperials comes second to helping people. Love that every other episode is just the rebels fighting tooth and nail for scraps and then giving much of it away. I remember people complaining so much about the amount of 'filler episodes' about them just stopping for gas or whatever and first of all, those episodes are great I love watching spacefam go on fun side quests (during which they almost die a lot and have character exploration and often there's fun new characters yall just can't have fun), but more importantly what the fuck do you think a resistance movement is? They're trying to feed and supply an illegal fleet AND help the people suffering under the Empire AND physically fight the Empire for said supplies AND hide from the Empire bc they do not have the strength to fight for the sake of fighting yet. That's a logistical nightmare, yes they are going to be spending 90% of their time scrounging for supplies, and it's hard.

#star wars rebels #swr

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hey I made another one 👁️ this one is probably my favorite absolutely not because Freddie is a part of that audio, trust me

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#star wars #star wars rebels #kanan jarrus #hera syndulla #star wars fanart

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Buried by clouds, cradled by the sea.

It’s a beautiful lie, if I could just breathe a little deeper

#star wars fandom #star wars rebels #star wars fanart #star wars rebels fanart #star wars #ezra bridger #sw rebels #purgill