#mira bridger

[tobytost]

pov you’re a rebellion member but your baby insists on showing off very illegal super powers publicly

#my art #star wars rebels #star wars #ezra bridger #mira bridger

[loth-creatures]

Ephraim and Mira Bridger <3

Lothwolfwalkers AU Masterpost 

#sww #star wars wolfwalkers #lothwolfwalkers #star wars rebels #star wars rebels au #rebels au #swr #swr fanart #swr au #wolfwalkers au #ezra bridger #mira bridger #ephraim bridger #lothal #loth wolves

[fandomsandflyingstingrays]

Ezra didn’t even make it an hour into his first night with the Noti before he felt the walls closing in on him, the darkness crushing his windpipe. It wasn’t that the sleeping compartments were small— they were, but if there was one thing Ezra was good at, it was making do with cramped spaces. The problem, he thought, was the opposite. This small, dark room with incomprehensibly friendly beings resting on the other side of its walls was the safest place he’d been since he’d stepped on the gunship that took him to the Imperial complex. It was the first safe place he’d been in weeks. 

The first place that gave him time and room to consider the enormity of what he’d done. 

It came at him all at once, all that terror and all that hopelessness, and he had to get out, had to see something other than the crushing reality closing in on him— 

He stood before even really making the decision to and scrambled out of the sleeping compartment, doing his best to step softly for his new roommates even as he staggered madly for the door, bursting into the dry, open air. He shut the door behind him, as carefully as he could with shaking fingers, and turned his face to the night sky. To the stars that, for the first time in his life, were entirely unfamiliar. 

He squeezed his eyes shut.

I want to go home.

The wish was childish, and selfish, but he could no longer push it aside. It ached in every part of him, stabbing him with every breath, and the image the words brought to mind was enough to make his eyes sting with tears. He squeezed them tighter— and the image shifted. It was no longer Lothal as he remembered it, dusty grasslands and dark domes, but Lothal as he had seen it in a vision on a dark, all-but-hopeless night much like this one. 

It’s so peaceful, he had said, and the specter of his father beside him had replied, that is all going to change when the Empire arrives. 

Would it change back now, he wondered? Had his sacrifice been enough to take the darkness of the Empire out of the picture, to return Lothal to blue skies and white towers? Would he ever get the chance to find out?

And then he heard the words his father had said next, as clearly as if Ephraim Bridger was standing next to him again. You’re going to need to stay strong. Can you do that, son?

Yes, Ezra had answered then. Even reeling from knowledge that his parents were truly lost forever, he hadn’t hesitated. Perhaps he would have if he’d known what was coming next: that he would see his home razed to the ground and his Master burned to ashes before his eyes, that Lothal’s best hope would be for him to fling himself beyond any sense of familiarity or family with only the slimmest chance of his return. 

He would need to stay strong, if there was any chance of Sabine finding him as the friend she’d loved. But what if he faced life here, day after day after day, and she never came? What if she burned like Kanan had and he never knew? If this was where his strength had gotten him, what good was it?

Without hope, his mother had told him, standing on his other side in that vision of a peaceful Lothal, we have nothing. 

Ezra had no parents, no Master, no family in this galaxy and no way home. He could give up hope— and then he would truly be lost.

Sabine would find him. She would. And he would be waiting for her when she did.

He took a deep breath, and then another.

“Yes,” he told his father again.

And he opened his eyes. 

#I was rewatching legacy today and thinking about the end of the show #and how much emotion it adds to the vision #and was immediately possessed to write... whatever this is #star wars rebels #ezra bridger #swr #ahsoka series #ahsoka #kanan jarrus #ephraim bridger #mira bridger #sabine wren #ray rambles #ray writes

[williamstrother]

Foreshadowing in the Mural

If you look closey at the mural, which was designed by Sabine in Honor of the Ghost Crew's heroics in stopping Thrawn and saving Lothal, you can use that the Lothal Wolfs (which played in a part in the final season) could be Foreshadowing Baylon Skoll (The Black Wolf) and Shin Hati (The White Holf) Skoll is usually depicted as having black fur and Hati having white in Norse Mythology. Could be just a big coincidence or is it some kind of intentional foreshadowing. Not only that, we also what appears to be the White Loth Cat Ezra encountered on his shoulder, which could very well be none other than Kanan and Hera's son, Jacen Syndulla (considering his eyes are blue like his father, Ezra and the Loth-Cat) greatly foreshadowing Ezra becoming his Master and Jacen his apperenitce. Now the for the three brown Loth Cats standing next to Ezra and Sabine, it could be a foreshadowing of them falling in love in the future and having three children of their own.

#ezrabine #sabezra #ezra x sabine #foreshadowing #star wars rebels #ahsoka #ahsoka tv #sabine wren #ezra bridger #sabine x ezra #mira wren bridger #mira bridger #loth cat #ezrabineforever #lothcat!sabezra

[meldy-arts]

A sketch I started but never finished....

I think about Mira and baby Ezra a lot grhjhekghgk

#SHE lovED her baby boy #She didn't get to watch him grow up #Pain #Mira bridger #Ezra bridger #Swr #star wars rebels #myart #sketchyart #unfinished art #digital art #star wars

[jedimandalorian]

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. 😉

*****

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

[a-random-pillow]

Why the Bridgers(Rebles) were less then perfect parents.

After watching Ahsoka, I was reminded of this post I never finished.

I do not respect these two, for one main reason. Ezra was never they're priority.

The Bridgers didn't get much screen time but what we learn them about them is that they

Had a secret radio station in their basement form which they would spread Reble messages.

Were Ezra's parents.

Would eventually get arrested before Ezra hit double digits.

Lead a jail break, refused to leave until everyone else did, leading to their deaths.

Let's start at the beginning, the Bridger's Rebellion. Being a Reble is good, but my problem is that they were participating in Reble activity when they had a VERY young son. These two were fully aware of the consequences if they got caught and what that would mean for their son, but they chose to literally bring the Reble fight into their home.

Well, maybe they knew Ezra was force sensitive, so they were trying to protect him?

There is a chance they knew or suspected their child was force sensitive but that makes being a Reble even worse! What did they think would happen when if they got arrested? The Empire gets another force sensitive with no home to return to. If they were aware of Ezra' force sensitivity the best option would for them to help Ezra hide it and not draw attention to themselves.

Don't get me started on the jail break! So, the Bridgers hear that their son by the grace of God avoided to be taken by the Empire and is now a Reble (They have no clue where or what he was up too for the past 7 years) which inspires them to lead a prison break. But in an act of selflessness, they make sure everyone gets out before them, which leads to their deaths. The Bridgers, even though they know they have a son waiting for them, a son who they last saw when he was seven chose to put everyone else above themselves.

This is selfness to the detriment of their son. They know Ezra is still alive, still waiting and still out their but they put the rebellion and everyone else before him.

TL:DR For all of Rebels the Bridgers never put Ezra first, they never put their family first. They sacrificed themselves for what they believed but that also meant constantly screwing over their son at every turn.

They were good people but people who should have never had a child because they would never prioritize that child.

#star wars #star wars rebels #ezra bridger #ashoka tano #Mira Bridger #The Bridgers #Rant #sabine wren #hera syndulla #kanan jarrus #alexsandr kallus #zeb #garazeb orrelios #ashoka series #ahsoka series

[denrrucita]

We love space mom Hera, but we also love mom Mira, for being kind, affectionate and for teaching moral values ​​to our blueberry boy with her husband Ephraim!

Excuse my bad english!

#i love it #star wars rebels #ezra bridger #star wars #swr #star wars rebels fanart #digital drawing #digital painting #mira bridger #ephraim bridger #space mom

[seth-shitposts]

Defectors AU - at the end of the negotiation between Kallus and Mira & Ephraim, when they are giving him tidbit tips about caring for Ezra and his little quirks.

They are literally on their way out the door to be escorted back to their room in the compound.

Mira: And don't forget to remind him to clean behind his ears- he always forgets.

Mira is pulled from the room, barely put of earshot while Ephraim is trying to hold back a bit.

Ephraim, whispering to Kallus: He doesn't forget. He intentionally doesn't and pretends like he forgets because he likes it when we help him. Please let him forget and please offer to help him. If nothing else.

Kallus, very conflicted over the whole situation but also is having to deal with this strange and still very new melt-y feeling in his chest: o-kay. Understood.

#defectors au #star wars rebels #swr #alexsandr kallus #mira bridger #ephraim bridger #ezra bridger

[heyclickadee]

The more I think about it, the more I think Ephraim and Mira Bridger knew their son was different in a way that would make him a target if anyone noticed. They probably would have stood up to speak out against the Empire anyway, but imagine them just just going about their business, watching what’s happening, maybe listening to whatever state mandated message is playing non the radio, thinking that someone has got to do something; and then one of them turns around and sees that their three year old is levitating a jar of cookies across the room, and their heart sinks.

Because it’s not as though force sensitive people stopped being born after Order 66. They kept popping up, kept being born, but they had to be hidden, they were hunted down and killed, or hunted down and taken. And if they were hidden well enough, they’d grow up with no framework to understand that part of themselves, even if they were born into a culture with a force tradition separate from that of the Jedi, like the Nightsisters or the Lasat, because they were wiped out, too.

And most people probably knew very little about the inquisitors, if they knew anything at all, but people still talk. There had to be rumors, even early on in the imperial era. And the genocide of the Jedi was a public event; everyone knew about it. So there had to be a general sense of knowing that the force was a very, very dangerous thing to have, and those force sensitive kids who just kept being born would have suffered for it. There would absolutely be abusive parents trying to beat it out of them, absolute monsters abandoning their kids or handing them over the second their kid showed any signs to avoid being targets themselves; even well meaning parents begging their children to please, please hide it, you can’t do things like that, otherwise they’ll come and take you away. Who? And those parents don’t know, but they do hear that nothing good happens to children like theirs. So they hide, or pick up the entire family and run, find a new life, and hope that no one ever finds them. Or they just don’t acknowledge it, and hope it dies out quickly and that no one notices. Or they fight back, because they want the galaxy to be safe for children like theirs as much as the parents who hide their kids do, and they get themselves taken instead.

I sort of wonder if that’s part of why the Bridgers were so adamant about pushing back. Not the entire reason, of course, because the little we see of them really does imply that they’re just the kind of people to stand up for people who can’t. But knowing their son would always have a proverbial ax hanging over his head for being what he was probably made the fight a little more personal, assuming that they knew.

And I also wonder if that’s part of why no one took Ezra in after the Empire took Mira and Ephraim. If they knew, Tseebo probably knew, or at least suspected, and their neighbors might have, too. Because…I mean…when we meet Ezra in Rebels, he’s very obviously force sensitive. He has no training and he’s very casually using the force without knowing it. And, yes, a lot of that was probably brought out because he was basically a second grader who was going to starve to death if he didn’t start fending for himself and survival instinct kicked in, but there might have been reasons for the people around him to be suspicious before that. Because if they were, then he wasn’t just dangerous to take in because his parents were un-personed political prisoners of whom the Empire chose to make an example, he’d also potentially be that weird kid who might have the same thing the Jedi did, and everyone knew what happened to them, and the empire may very well come for him, too, if he is and if they notice. There would be people who’d see adopting little seven-year-old Ezra as too much of a risk. And most everyone in Ezra’s life did see taking him in as too much of a risk, because he was on his own until the ghost crew showed up.

Aaaannd this is getting away from me, but, tl;dr: I want to know if Mira and Ephraim knew their son was force sensitive, because I suspect they did.

#star wars rebels #ephraim bridger #mira bridger #I just want to meet theeemmmmm #they seem cool #I mean #meet them outside the couple of minutes we saw them in rebels #Ezra Bridger #yes I typed this in a frenzy during a work break why do you ask #cw abusive parents #not referring to the bridgers they’re great #just some hypothetical parents of hypothetical force sensitive kids #cw child abuse #cw child abandonment #sorry I forgot to tag those things so adding that in

[tobytost]

imagine Mira and Ephraim trying to get little Ezra to nap but he doesn't want to stop playing and since Ezra is a powerful force sensitive who lives on the planet that has a deep connection to the force, his temper tantrums result in something like this:

like imagine he's throwing a tantrum over something and Mira looks out of the window and there's a fucking STORM brewing outside

one of their transmissions gets interrupted because Ezra woke up from a vision-nightmare and got so scared he cut off the power in their entire neighborhood

Ephraim and Mira live in a constant horror that someone will find out about Ezra having those abilities, so they hide him, shield him, homeschool him

#toby talk #ezra bridger #star wars rebels #star wars #im thinking about this A LOT #like #this is my favourite trope #mira bridger #ephraim bridger

[jedi-nurse]

Ok so I was inspired by this post to write a angsty and fluffy little one-shot featuring @better-call-mau1 's Wren-Bridger triplets

Story under the cut. Enjoy!

Ezra Bridger was no stranger to Force visions. Typically, they showed more of something that would occur in the future, but on the rare occasion, one would be of the past. Which is what happened on a typical sunny Lothal day while he was out shopping in the market.

Well, it wasn’t an entirely typical day because he had his triplets, Caleb, Mira, and Ursa, in tow. His wife, Sabine Wren, was just about to have their fourth child any day, and he knew she needed a quiet afternoon, so he took the rambunctious 4 year olds to do some shopping. 

He told them they were going shopping so they could each get a gift for their new baby sibling. The triplets were excitedly looking around the stalls of the Lothal market, each trying to find the perfect gift. Ursa, being the most mischievous of the three, decided she liked a wooden loth-cat and since it was too high for her to reach she just used her Force powers to bring it down to her. Ezra caught her in the act and before he knew it he was transported back in time to when he was not much older than the triplets.

His mother, Mira Bridger, had taken him along to get some produce in the market. Ezra, who was particularly fond of jogans, wanted one but it was just out of reach. He reached his little hand up and using all his concentration he started to pull the purple fruit towards him. As the fruit was dangling in the air he heard his mother gasp before grabbing him up and quickly exiting the market. Young Ezra didn’t understand what was wrong or why his mom didn’t let him get the fruit. It wasn’t until years later he realized she was protecting her Force sensitive son. 

Shaking his head to clear his mind he heard his daughter’s voice, 

“Buir, I found a present for the baby!” Ursa said, jumping up and down with the wooden figure in her tiny hands. Ezra smiled at her and paid the shopkeeper. He smiled at the thought that because of what his parents had started all those years ago it eventually led to him joining the Spectres, becoming a Jedi, and fighting in the Rebellion with Sabine. And all those things lead to him being married to the love of his life and getting to raise their Force-sensitive children without fear.

#star wars #star wars rebels #ezra bridger #sabine wren #sabezra #star wars ahsoka #mira bridger #Wren-Bridger kids #lothal

[agalaxycloserthanyouthink]

Grown up Ezra looks so much like his dad 😭

#ezra bridger #ephraim bridger #mira bridger #sw rebels #ahsoka series #galaxy star wars

[star-wars-parents-polls]

#ephraim bridger #mira bridger #ezra bridger #owen lars #beru lars #beru whitesun #luke skywalker #revenge of the sith #star wars #Star Wars parents polls #If you wish to see another Bridger photo please look at the accounts PFP!

[sarah3210]

Idk if this is evil or not, both? Imagine a fanfic where Ezra didn't survive when he saved his homeworld and he sees his parents again and Kanan.

#star wars rebels #ezra bridger #kanan jarrus #mira bridger #ephraim bridger

[jedimandalorian]

An excerpt from a Sabezra Week fanfic that you might have missed:

Ezra wrapped his arms around her, holding her close as she sobbed into his shoulder. He closed his eyes and tried to calm the storm of emotions that swept over both of them. His connection to the Force felt different, as if a wall as strong as durasteel that separated them for so long had suddenly been breached. He felt her presence in the Force stronger than ever before, burning as bright as a newborn star. He could feel the depth of her grief over his sudden departure. He now knew that she missed him as terribly as he had missed her, the same way he still missed his parents, and the way she still missed hers. He saw visions— her memories—of the night Sundari was bombed. Alrich and Ursa had gone to visit Tristan that day. Ezra knew that she wasn’t ready to talk about that yet, so he just held her, and thought about how saying that you miss someone was just another way of saying I love you.

Read it here:

#sabine wren #ezra bridger #star wars #ahsoka series #sabezra #ezrabine #star wars rebels #clan wren #ursa wren #alrich wren #tristan wren #ephraim bridger #Mira Bridger #sabezraweek2023 #sabezraweek