#platonic!hera syndulla x reader

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Hi!!! I was the one who requested the jealous Ezra x reader fic!

My request was Ezra being jealous around the best friend that is a boy (IDK if that was the original prompt but here it is!)

Thank you so much!

Thank YOU so much - especially for requesting again, I am so sorry that it got deleted-

I think it had something to do with being jealous and protective but I’ll just merge the two.

I hope you enjoy!

“Best friend or not.”

Ezra Bridger x Fem!Reader [romantic]

Summary ; In which Ezra is denying his jealousy, and gets protective of you after a mission.

Requested? ; Yes

Warnings ; A bit of canonical type violence, reader’s best friend is a bit of an asshole, and mentions and of assimilation and depictions of losing important items of cultures.

Word Count ; 3.8 k

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Ezra Bridger is never really one to be jealous.

Sure, he had bouts of it when he first met Sabine. Mainly vying for her attention instead of it being on others out of pure admiration, mistaking it for a crush. And sure, you were jealous of it back then too. But that was before you realized that Sabine was cool, and before he realized that all he wanted was a friend.

Never really had that before he met you and her.

And that, was almost a few years ago.

No, Ezra Bridger was never one to be jealous.

Not in the slightest.

Not at all.

No, he wasn’t drawn to it like a moth is to a flame. He didn’t feel a slow burning pit in the depths of his gut, the simmer of fire licking up the back of his neck. He didn’t feel annoyance ticking in the back of his head with a timer constantly going off and resetting when the feeling settles down. He didn’t roll his eyes every time Linel Rhayme, a pantoran rebel fighter known as the new Pheonix-3, and you were in the same room together. No.

He wasn’t jealous.

I mean, how could he be? You can have other friends. You HAVE had other friends. HE’S had other friends. He can’t be jealous, it’s not possible.

It’s a horrible emotion that Jedi shouldn’t have.

He wasn’t jealous.

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“Ezra! Focus.”, his master sternly said in a low voice, a hand clamping down onto his shoulder with a pressure he knows only as Kanan. Kanan leaned down a bit to make sure Ezra was listening. “Specter-7 will be fine. Now pay attention to this meeting, we have another mission we have to focus on.”

Ezra’s eyes darted away from you loading up Phantom II with supply crates in the distance. Your laugh rang out and echoed softly against the stone walls of the rebel base on Yavin IV, blending into the ambient bustle of noise around the area like a raindrop to a puddle.

Serene and unbothered, unlike the surface tension of the water.

Your pantoran friend laughed along with you, a voice that Ezra immediately tuned out with a quiet huff of breath. His… dislike (not jealousy!) of said rebel allowed him to be drawn back into the meeting at hand, focus no longer split up between two parts of the base.

Linel was assigned another mission along with you and you alone. Something that had to deal with intel and grabbing specific packages of important items that belonged to a few of the cultures being forcefully assimilated into imperial culture.

You, before having joined the Ghost crew at your young age, had been training on your planet to be a cultural anthropologist. You knew a lot of bits and pieces and important information about thousands of different groups along the outer rim, and being in the rebellion helped you hone that ability for even the smallest and most important tasks a rebel could have.

Bringing hope to people that they would stay, and not be completely wiped away from existence due to the Empire.

“Items hold a lot of importance, Ez.” You once told him. “It’s physical evidence of people, and creatures, and even planets alike that they exist. The empire wants to take that away from us too. I think everyone here knows that, to some degree.”

You were definitely an integral part of that mission. And Ezra couldn’t knock that. You would be able to differentiate what came from where, and help other rebels send it back to the places that those items came from.

His problem lies with Linel.

Kind of.

And the fact that you had to get close to Dathomir, where those witch-spirit-things were. And remnants of Night Sisters and who knows what else around the place.

He wished you didn’t need to go.

He wished that his mission with the rest of the ghost crew wasn’t on the opposite end of the Outer Rim.

He wished someone else was going with you, not Linel—

No, no, no.

Stop.

That’s jealousy talking, you aren’t like that Ezra.

He sighed through his nose, thoughts clearing up the more he paid attention to Hera’s instructions on their mission. Infiltrating another important supply run of ammunition that the Empire was sending off to one of the other planets they took.

It was just as important as your mission.

He needed to focus on that.

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The ride back to their temporary home on Yavin IV couldn’t go any slower than it did. The amount of alternate hyperspace routes the Ghost Crew had to take due to an increase of imperial vigilance was both annoying and astounding all on its own.

They - especially Ezra - could only hope that you were alright. You were a great flier, a great fighter even, trained underneath both Hera and Sabine themselves. They all know you can handle the heat when things get tough.

Their questions lie within the realms of of Linel could take it.

Hopefully he should, being a Pheonix-3 fighter who has flown under Hera’s command herself before. She has no doubt that he can handle a flying situation when he’s at the helm.

Of a one-manned ship, that is.

The crew could only hope that nothing went wrong, and things went as smoothly as they usually would go. (Not that smoothly, knowing their luck, but at least smooth enough to make sure you weren’t physically hurt.)

The moment the Ghost docked down on Yavin IV, Ezra quickly got off the ramp once it touched the ground. He jogged over to Aleksandr Kallus once he saw him, and slowed to a stop once he was close enough.

“Hey, Kallus—“, Ezra greeted, a little bit breathless on his rush to get over to him. “—any sign of Spectre-7 and Pheonix-3 yet?”

“Not yet, Bridger,” Kallus told him, earning a frown from Ezra. And a furrowed brow. Odd. But not out of character. “Don’t worry, Spectre-6, they just hit a small snag coming home.”

“Needed to take another hyperspace route, I’m guessing?”

“Not… exactly.”, Kallus sighed, partly out of annoyance. He had a task he had to get to; Ezra was taking up some of his time doing it. “Look, we’ll know properly when they come back. Their comms were a little garbled but I’m sure it’s fine, now, if you excuse me.”

He stepped around Ezra, going off into some other part of the base of his task. Ezra groaned quietly, shaking his head while walking back to the Ghost.

“What’d Kallus say about her?”, Sabine asked him, pushing a crate of unopened ammunitions his way.

Ezra took the floating crate, and moved it to join the pile of other crates in front of them. “Said she hit a snag coming home. They aren’t exactly sure what’s going on, either. Comms weren’t all that clear, apparently.”

“That’s… concerning”, Sabine said. A worried furrow crinkled the skin in between her brows when she took off her mandolorian helmet. She set it against her side with her arm slung over it. “I mean, I’m sure she’s fine and all, but he said nothing else?”

“Not a thing.”, Ezra crossed his arms in front of him, his hands lightly digging into the orange material of his jacket. It wasn’t much of a worried furrow that made his brow angle downwards as much as annoyance. Disdain, almost.

Kallus was still a little iffy on the trusting end for the both of them.

Sabine hummed in thought, eyes boring into the stone ground below them. “I’m sure we’ll figure out more when they both come back. Spectre-7 is always careful, especially on a mission that plays to her strengths. She’ll be ok.”

The mandalorian gave Ezra a comforting pat on the shoulder, one he gratefully took with a small and thankful smile, and walked back onto the ghost. Sabine took another ammunitions crate from Zeb, and pushed it down the ramp towards Ezra. He took the crate from her, looking back and forth between the ghost and where the Phantom II should be showing up, and continued on with his task of putting them all in a pile to be moved.

It should at least give him some time to stay calm. Distracting himself from the horrible flame of an emotion that sparked every time he thought of your mission, and who you were with.

He’s not jealous.

He’s not jealous.

He’s not jealous.

Concerned for your well-being, maybe.

But not jealous.

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A roar of a smaller ship skidding harshly on the stone snapped the whole of the Ghost Crew out of their stupor. Their mundane task of unloading the ship ceased, a whole load of wide eyes - and lenses, in Chopper’s case - staring in a frightful concern at one of the most dangerous landings they’ve seen the Phantom II take yet.

Once the skidding stopped just before a whole weapons unit, the screams of other rebels scrambling away had trickled down into a lot of murmuring. Ezra took the first step and dashed down the ramp of the Ghost ship, followed by other concerned rebels who found their way over to the smoking engines of the Phantom II.

Ezra coughed, covering his nose with his elbow and opened the back door entrance with the force. He didn’t want to waste any time if you were injured.

You and Linel almost stumbled and fell out of the ship, coughs racking through your throats. Smoke billowed out of the back, and there was a chorus of shouts when you both got out of the ship.

“I told you to leave the flying to me—“, you said, wheezing out another cough. You shoved Linel’s side, and you heaved in air. Your hand snapped up to cover a gash - bruise? No, definitely a gash - on your right arm. Ezra was immediately at your other side, his right arm going under your left to help you up better.

Your tired eyes met his with a thankful nod, and he nodded back at you. The both of you turned towards Linel once he started speaking.

“I’m a better flyer than you! I fly more than you on the daily, Y/n!”, he snapped back, also wheezing out the smoke from his lungs. You scoffed at his words and stumbled a step closer towards your friend.

“Woah, careful—“, Ezra began. He promptly shut up the moment your accusatory finger from your injured arm pointed up at the pantoran.

“Shut up, Linel, I fly the Phantom II WAY more than you do. You had no idea what the hell you were doing when those damn imperials got there!”

Ezra blinked. He - wasn’t expecting the amount of disdain in your voice. The amount of venom spouting through your words and weaving through the air like an uncomfortable blanket.

“You wanted to take things slow, that’s not how I do things—”, Linel started.

“YOU COSTED US THOSE CRATES!”

“YOU WERE TOO SLOW—“

“ALRIGHT, ALRIGHT - THAT’S ENOUGH, YOU TWO”, shouted another voice. Ezra, Linel, and you all flinched. Hera’s voice rung out in stern chords, silencing the yells that began to echo across the base. “That’s enough. Ezra, I want you to take Spectre-7 to the medical bay while Pheonix-3 tells me his version of what happened. Chopper, I need you to run specs on Phantom II, tell me everything we need to replace or get fixed. Sabine, Zeb and Kanan will go get what’s needed. Spectre-7 I’ll get a recount of your version of events later. Everyone understand me?”

A chorus of ‘Yes sir’s’, and ‘you got it’s’ and warbles from Chopper sounded off. Chopper headed closer to the damaged ship, Sabine, Zeb and Kanan following afterwards. Hera took Linel off to the side and sat him down on an empty crate, prompting him to tell her what happened on the mission.

Meanwhile, after Ezra was certain he glared holes into the back of Linel’s head, he led you carefully to the medical bay of the base. Your arm needed tending to, and he wanted - no, needed - to make sure you were ok.

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“Alright, Spectre-7”, Hera began, walking into the room of the medical bay you resided in for the moment. “Spill. What happened during the mission?”

Ezra finished tugging the last of the bandage over the gash on your arm, and tucked the last sliver of gauze underneath the rest of it. You glanced over and let out a sigh, your eyes settling in on staring down at Hera’s shoes.

“The mission started off as planned.”, you started. Your good hand lightly picked at a rip against the seam of your pants, thick material rough against the tips of your fingers. They were comfier than they looked, that’s for sure.

“We got out of hyperspace near Dathomir, hid behind one of the asteroids nearby and cloaked our signature. The pirate ship - not from anyone we knew, that’s for sure - docked on the light cruiser and we flew close by and attached to the pirate ship as planned. Sabine’s implant on the ship from a couple weeks ago worked, we didn’t need to contact them inside. Bounty hunters were distracted, bucket heads distracted. Something about payments and other shit I wasn’t paying attention to.

“The crates were there, on the bounty hunter’s ship. And I wanted to take things slow. Take as much as we could for a run back, and then go back on it again for the rest. Linel stayed inside Phantom II to load in the crates as planned. On my second run things went to hell and back between the pirates and the imperials because of a mishap in their agreement and Linel almost took off without me!”

At this point your hands moved with your words. An angry astonishment still held into your words, a bitterness left by your best friend. One you wouldn’t think would betray you, but ended up doing any how.

The simmering spark of flame in Ezra’s gut flared again.

Now’s not the time for jealousy, he told himself.

“I had to leave half of the items there, and rush back on before the door closed. And because of how quick he left we got spotted by imperials, we fought over who’s going to fly and we fucked up the Phantom really badly. Got nicked by a bunch of TIE-fighters and we we finally got back here the atmosphere finally did those damages in. Most of what was in the crates still left in the Phantom II are as good as destroyed now, Hera!”

You finally looked up at Hera, and her eyes immediately softened. Not out if you being one of her soft spots of the rebellion. One of the kids she took under her wing. No, not just out of that. The pure look of anguish that you hid behind your irritation at Linel was there, clear as day.

You always loved caring and learning about other people.

Cultural items held a hand in that. Those were always important to you. Severely, almost.

“All those pieces - all those stories, maybe even people, gone. And it was his fault for being too impulsive and my fault for letting it get to me. It was like before I joined you guys, Hera - everything I fucking lost from my people I that promised to get back and didn’t. It’s all gone because we fucked up.”

Oh.

You took a quiet breath, you shoulder bumping into Ezra’s. With a couple of blinks, you looked back down at Hera’s shoes, and wiped at the corner of one of your eyes, successful at keeping the dam that was your waterline of a lower eyelid at bay. “So… that’s all there is to it, General Syndulla.”

Nevermind.

Hera sighed, and sat down on your left side, her hand gently settling down on your left shoulder. “Well, at least now I know that maybe some best friends shouldn’t be paired together.”, she lightly chuckled, and you let out a quiet scoff of a laugh.

That feeling isn’t jealousy.

Your pinky finger edged against Ezra’s on your right, and he tapped his against yours, both of you curling said finger around the other’s.

It’s anger.

“Linel’s going to be grounded here for a couple weeks”, Hera states, voice still as calming as ever. “I have to ground you here as well to save face, alright? I’ll have Chopper go over the mission logs and recordings made during it just in case, see which one of your stories are corroborated with it. Just in case.”

She said the last sentence in such a way that told you she was still on your side. And you couldn’t be more grateful to her.

“Now, about the gash?”, Hera asked.

“The landing”, both you and Ezra answered. The Twi’lek laughed softly at the two of you.

“I figured as much.”

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“Hey, Linel Rhayme, right?”

Linel looked up from the data pad he was looking at, locking eyes with Ezra. “Oh, Commander Bridger. What’s up?”, he asked, letting his hands hang against his sides, datapad clutched into one of them.

“Nothing much,” Ezra said with a shrug. He leaned against the stone wall of the base, uncaring about the rough ridges digging into his back. “You and Y/n. Spectre-7. Best friends, right?”

“Right. The one and only!”, Linel answered, a nervous lilt slowly cantering into his voice. “Kinda messed up on that last mission though. We made up for it, I think. She’s still a little icy about it, but it’s nothing I’m not used to.”

“Right.” Ezra said with a slow nod. “Well, kinda understandable when her best friend almost left her to fend for herself against both bounty hunter’s AND imperials. But I mean, you said it for yourself. Nothing you aren’t used to, right?”

Bitter.

Bitter.

Bitter.

Linel shuffled his feet. He was a couple inches further away from Ezra than he last stood.

“Look, Commander, it’s not like I had a choice. They would’ve grabbed us if I hadn’t started leaving—“, the pantoran began, brows beginning to furrow against his blue skin.

“—But, the thing is, you DID have a choice.”, Ezra cut off, eyes narrowed, darkened under the shade of the stone above them. His voice was calm and collected as his arms crossed in front of him. “You almost got captured regardless, and you put my partner in harms way. I don’t really take kindly to others that end up hurting the people I care about, you know.”

Ezra pushed himself off the wall, and walked closer to Linel. “Next time instead of spearheading your way to an impulsive decision like that on a mission under her lead, why don’t you listen to her instead, huh?”

He gave Linel a couple pats on his shoulder, and began to walk away.

“It’s not like you’re any better, Bridger.”

Ezra stopped in his tracks, not looking back at Linel behind him. He had more to say, so Ezra decided to wait until he said what he needed to.

“I’ve heard stories about how Commander Bridger of the great ship The Ghost was impulsive, and consistently put his teams into greater danger because of his decisions. Especially at the beginning.”, Linel said, a hint of malice lacing in between those words. “Don’t be a hypocrite and reprimand me for something I did that you’ve done multiple times.”

Calm.

Ezra took a deep breath. “I may have been impulsive and done that a few times, especially during the beginning. I’m not knocking that in the slightest. But, they were never out of a selfish need to get away after I joined the Ghost. And I made sure I never left anyone behind if the situation allowed it.”

He turned back to Linel. “Can you say the same for yourself?”

Silence.

“Be glad that my partner forgave you. That’s a trust you never want to try and earn back if you break it.”

Ezra turned away once again, not getting a sound out of Linel, and walked on. “Thanks for calling me out on my hypocrisy though. I’ll be sure to work on it.”

The pantoran could only watch the Jedi walk away.

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Somewhere off in the distance was the rest of the ghost crew - minus you and Hera -!near Phantom II, checking it’s diagnostics and grabbing what was needed to replace it. Sabine caught a glimpse of Ezra talking to Linel, and excused herself from the rest of the group to grab some supplies they needed.

“You didn’t go too hard on the guy, did you?”, she asked Ezra when he walked by her. She had the hovering cart of supplies in her hands already, and pushed them with her while the two walked back to the broken down extension of the Ghost.

“I didn’t.”

Sabine raised a brow at her younger brother figure, a smirk rising onto her face at his shrug. She gave him a pointed look.

“I didn’t!”, he raised his hands (and his voice octave too), in mock surrender. “I swear.”

“Surreee you did.” The mandalorian rolled her eyes with a snort, looking ahead of them. “Sure.”

A long stretch of silence slid by them both as they walked, only broken by a quiet and reluctant scoff Ezra let out. “Like I’d ever let him get away with what he did with Y/n kriff free.”

“Yeah, I wouldn’t let him either. Best friend or not.”

Ezra nodded in agreement.

“Best friend or not.”

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hello!!! sosoosososo sw rebels. gn reader and ezra and reader have a sibling relationship. in my mind its like zeb and ezra but tamer .. if you can somehow fit hurt/comfort into the story thatd be fun!!! but ty for reading and doing this request if you do!!! 🫶🫶

I don't know if this is tamer than Ezra and Zeb but it's kinda like a mashup of Ezra and Zeb and Ezra and Sabine. That being said be ready for my favorite Star Wars ship and the parents of the Ghost family to be very good parents.

Also Hera's voice actress also voices Black Canary on Young Justice and between this and the Shadow Of A Bluejay series I think you can tell I want her to be my mom.

Am I slightly projecting? Is the reader Autistic coded? Who knows but I found myself projecting my own communication issues on Mandalorians so...

Platonic Ezra Bridger x Mandolorian!Reader

Wordcount: 1.6k

Masterlist

"Y/N"...

"Y/N"...

The doors to your room opened but you didn't look up, you were after all very comfortable on your top bunk polishing your blaster.

"You know one micro movement and I can splatter your insides on that wall right?" You asked, still not looking up from your blaster.

"You wouldn't do that" Ezra said confidently.

"I might not mean to, seeing as you keep coming in here without knocking" You told the slightly younger boy. He rolled his eyes.

"I was calling your name" Ezra said.

"And I wasn't listening" You replied.

"Well that's not my fault" He said.

"What do you want anyway shorty?" You asked and that got to him.

"We are the same height!" He exclaimed.

"No we're not" You said calmly.

"It is by half a centimeter, it's the same height" He insisted.

"No. It's not" You reiterated.

"You know what, forget it" Ezra said, storming out of your room.

"Oh come on, you know I'm joking" You said, finally putting the blaster away and going after Ezra.

It had only been a few months since the kid joined, maybe you were a bit too comfortable with your teasing but you thought it was a game.

"Ezra come back here!" You yelled after the little streak of blue hair you saw running out of the open hull of the Ghost.

"What's going on here exactly?" Hera asked, she'd heard yelling and saw Ezra run off.

"He just ran off!" You told her but she raised a brow in question.

"Okay, maybe there was some teasing but he came into my room without knocking. That's against the rules" You told her.

"You gotta let up on him, he's not used to... well to you yet. And you can be a lot sometimes kid" She said. You supposed she was right. She was far from the first person to tell you that.

Still you looked out at the direction that Ezra ran to. You were parked by a mountain with some caves on Lothal, decently far from any major cities and very much in the middle of nowhere so he had to come back sooner or later... right?

Later came and he still wasn't back. It was getting closer to sunset and you were getting worried.

"He'll be back before sundown, don't worry so much" Kanan told you as you paced the hull of the Ghost. He still wasn't back. He must have been really mad at you.

You grumbled, "I didn't mean to upset him so much, really I— I just—"

"Hey" Kanan said, lightly shaking your shoulder, "He'll come back and you'll tell him just that." he said.

Do you really think he'll come back?" You asked.

"It's not like he'd spend the night in a cave" Kanan said. Well nighttime rolled in and Ezra still wasn't back.

"That's it. I'm going to find him" You said, grabbing a flashlight and walking out.

"Aren't you going to stop them?" Zeb asked but Kanan just shrugged.

"They're big kids, they'll figure this out themselves" He said, "Besides when was the last time it was this quiet on here?" He asked, kicking back and laying his feet on the holotable.

Chopper beeped sassily.

"Yeah well no one asked for your opinions chop" Kanan retorted.

You started by going in the direction you saw Ezra run in hours ago but it's been so long he could practically be anywhere.

"Ezra!" You called out.

"Ezra! It's me! Can you please come back?" You yelled out into the mountains and heard it echoing back.

"Great" You grumbled. You kept walking, the flashlight and the stars being the only ones lighting your way.

You eventually found Ezra, sitting in the entrance of a shallow cave carved into one of the mountains.

"Ezra?" You asked and he scooted away from you.

"What do you want?" He asked and you stopped. Every step closer to him you took he kept scooting away on the floor of the cave.

"It's dark..." You said, trailing off.

"Yeah, and what do you care?" He asked.

"Well you weren't back and everyone was worried" You answered.

"So where's everyone else?" He asked.

"Well..."

"Just leave me alone." He said.

"Look, I get it, your mad at me and maybe a crossed a line but can you please just come back to the Ghost? It's dangerous out here" You tried to tell him.

"I'm fine. I made it out here all on my own before and I can do it again" Ezra said.

"Yeah but you don't have to. Come on Ezra, let's just go home and—"

"The Ghost is not my home!" He yelled and it echoed through the cave.

"Ezra"

"I get it, you don't like me, you don't have to pretend. Just go away and leave me alone" Ezra said, turning his back to you.

"You know what? Fine! Die alone in a cave for all I care, I'm going back to the Ghost! You do whatever you want" You said and stormed off.

When you came back to the Ghost alone Kanan looked a bit worried.

"You didn't find him?" He asked.

"Oh I found him but if he wants to be a jerk he can be a jerk in a cave." You said, walking past him and straight back to your room.

Hera, who had been sitting beside Kanan looked at him.

"Do you wanna take the moody teenager or the runaway kid?" She asked and Kanan sighed.

"I'll take the kid" He said and went out to find Ezra meanwhile Hera went to knock on your door.

It didn't take Kanan long to find Ezra, still holed up in the cave where you found him, throwing pebbles at the walls of the cave in frustration and grumbling to himself.

"Hey" Kanan said.

"Hey" Ezra replied and Kanan took a seat on the ground o the cave.

"You had us a bit worried back there" Kanan said.

"Yeah well I only go where I'm wanted." Ezra said.

"We want you on the Ghost. You know that" Kanan told him.

"Y/N obviously doesn't" The boy replied.

"Sit down" Kanan told him and Ezra turned around.

"What for?" He asked.

"Just do it" Kanan said and Ezra eventually did, sitting down beside the older Jedi.

"Why do you think Y/N doesn't want you around?" Kanan asked his padawan.

"Cause" Ezra replied.

"Cause what?" Kanan asked.

"Cause they're always such a jerk. I mean, I just wanted to ask if they wanted to hang out and they were—" "Being Y/N?" Kanan asked.

"Well yeah" Ezra replied.

"Listen, I'm gonna tell you something but you have to promise not to tell anyone I told you" Kanan said.

"Why?" Ezra asked.

"Cause if Y/N found out I told you they'd have my head" Kanan replied humorously before clearing his throat a bit.

"Y/N's a bit rougher around the edges than the rest of us, well except maybe Chopper" Kanan began.

"You're telling me" Ezra grumbled.

"But there's a good reason for it. They lost everything when they were really young and the Empire took over Mandalore." Kanan explained, "They survived by being tough. By not showing any weakness and the verbal sparring just came along naturally"

"So they're trying to show me they're tough?" Ezra asked.

"No, they're showing you that they think you're tough and that they care about you" Kanan explained.

"They don't talk that way to people they aren't close to or that they think are weak. And sometimes they take it too far but if anything that's because they think you can take it" He continued.

"So what? All those things are jokes to him? Cause they're not funny" Ezra told him.

"Then tell them that." Kanan told Ezra.

Meanwhile on the Ghost Hera knocked on your door.

"Y/N? May I come in?" She asked.

"Don't bother" You told her but the door still opened and Hera still came in.

"Kanan went to go get Ezra" She said.

"Good for him" You grumbled.

"Do you want to tell me what's going on?" Hera asked and you sighed.

"He hates me" You told her.

"Ezra doesn't hate you, he's upset but he doesn't hate you" Hera said. climbing up to sit beside you on your bunk.

"Yes he does. I went too far again and he hates me" You told her and she sighed.

Ezra didn't reply, he stared off into the dark sky outside the cave.

"They went looking for you when you didn't come back. They didn't mean to go too far" Kanan told Ezra, "And sometimes Y/N doesn't always know how far to take it but trust me kid, they care about you. Heck, they care about you enough to go after you and bring you back. That's not nothing"

"Yeah, I guess" Ezra relented.

"And you care about them too" Kanan said, "Otherwise this wouldn't have bothered you so much so come on, let's get back home"

"Yeah, alright" Ezra relented.

When Kanan and Ezra got back you were awkwardly sitting beside Hera on the couch in the Ghost's lounge. Ezra didn't look particularly confident either as he walked in with Kanan.

...

"Hey" You said after a decently long silence.

"Hi" Ezra Ezra replied.

Kanan and Hera looked at each other. "Alright, we'll be in the cockpit if you need anything" Hera said, dragging Kanan along with her.

"So..." You said and Ezra took a seat beside you.

"Yeah" He said.

"I'm sorry" You both said at the same time and you chuckled.

"I didn't mean to go overboard on the teasing" You said.

"And I didn't mean to be so mean in the cave" He said.

"It's fine, I kind of deserved it. Besides I didn't actually want you to die alone in a cave" You told him.

"You know we're kind of like the siblings in this weird crew" Ezra told you.

"I've never had a younger sibling sibling before" You told him.

"And I've never had an older sibling before" Ezra said.

"So, siblings?" You asked and put your hand out.

"Siblings" Ezra agreed and shook your hand.

#gn reader #reader insert #gender neutral reader #star wars x reader #star wars imagine #star wars #ezra bridger #ezra bridger x reader #platonic #the ghost crew x reader #kanan jarrus x hera syndula #hera syndulla #kanan jarrus #hera and kanan are such parents #sibling behavior but make it we actually haven't lived together our whole lives #possibly autistic reader #is this autist? #at this point I am questioning myself so much

[yodascrustytoenails]

who i write for (right now)

marvel:

natasha romanoff

kate bishop

maria hill

hope van dyne

yelena belova (platonic cause she’s ace aro)

carol danvers

gamora

pjo: (i haven’t read heroes of olympus yet btw sry)

annabeth chase

thalia grace

zoe nightshade

bianca di angelo

star wars:

leia organa

padme amidala

hera syndulla

sabine wren

six the musical:

catherine of aragon

anne boleyn

jane seymour

katherine howard

catherine parr

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i don’t do x fem!reader cause there’s already so much of that and i don’t really feel comfortable doing it tbh. i’ll do ftm!reader, male!reader and gn!reader tho.

#yodascrustytoenails #natasha romanoff #kate bishop #maria hill #yelena belova #carol danvers #hope van dyne #annabeth chase #thalia grace #zoe nightshade #bianca di angelo #leia organa #gamora #padme amidala #male reader #ftm reader #ftm #trans

[onlybeeewrites]

Nightmares

requested by: no one

pairing: sort of anakin x reader

warning: flashbacks and nightmares to violence

"Liar!" his voice echoed in your mind as you tossed back and forth in the pathetic bunk you called a bed. You remember that day so vividly, a true nightmare that had come to life. Everything seemed to be going too well. Maybe that should have been a sign. You were part of the failing Jedi Order. Only a year or two older than Anakin himself. You had been at the temple when Obi-wan and Anakin returned. You were practically a sister to Obi, so you always stuck by his side when he returned home.

Even though you had your own master, you spent a lot of time with Anakin becoming close friends. And as you both became knights, it was clear between you both that there was something, a not-so-hidden attraction to each other.

Even with young Ahsoka becoming his padawan, she was even able to sense it. But not one said a thing. You worked well together. Your battalions often worked alongside each other. You balanced each other out in a way that not even Obi-wan could understand.

So where did you go wrong?

You tried to retrace your steps, see what you failed to do. You should have seen it coming. The slaughter of the younglings. Of the order. Had you not listened to him enough? Did he lose his trust in you? It didn't make sense. You had always been there for him.

Through thick and thin you remained at his side, so why did he turn against the Jedi order? His brother, Obi-wan, Ahsoka...you. You had been with Obi-wan that day, on Utapau. You had given Anakin a tight hug, and a fond smile that meant so much to him. You wished him well before departing with obi-wan.

That was when everything had gone wrong. The 212th turned against you both. Cody not hesitating to shoot his general, the men you worked years alongside with, not hesitating to shoot you. You had tried not to hurt them. Your eyes blurred with tears as you deflected the blasts that were aimed to kill you.

Realizing then, you didn't have much of a choice. So you killed them to protect yourself, and Obi-wan. Soon the two of you escaped to the temple, only to find a worse sight there.

Your sobs rang through the halls as you held the dead younglings in your arms. Young, afraid and defenseless. That is what you had felt. The death of the Jedi. "Who....who would do such a cruel thing?" you asked Obi-wan with a shaky voice.

"Check surveillance, we must. An answer, we will not like," Master Yoda's voice rang out as you both quickly turned to him, relieved that he was alright. You both nodded before checking the cameras playing them back.

You could feel your stomach churn and your heartbreak as you watched none other than Anakin, the person you tried to care for, love, and protect, slaughtering the innocent. Quickly you turned away, not being able to watch anymore.

"This doesn't make sense," Obi-wan said in disbelief, "Why would he do this? This isn't Anakin." He said. This was not the younglings he had trained and raised. This was not his brother.

"Influenced by the sith, he was. Stop him, you both must." The Master said firmly.

"We don't even know where to look.." Obi-wan said, just at a loss. But you knew better. He had mentioned it once before, but you didn't want to believe it.

"He went to Mustafar." You said turning back to the Masters, "He mentioned it to me. A week ago, asking me if I would ever visit such a planet. But I looked into it and...He could be there,"

Master Yoda nodded, "Go then you must. Stop him, you will have to."

The idea of getting rid of Anakin was hard to think of. How could you kill someone you and Obi-wan love so much? You then had to scold yourself. No, the man you love would never do this.

And once you and Obi-wan landed on Mustafar, facing Anakin as his anger radiated off of him like a harsh like, you had to try to remind yourself. Anakin stared at you both with pure anger and hatred in his eyes.

You stepped forward to try and calm him down, "Ani, this isn't you...please," desperation was in your voice. Anakin's yellow eyes flickered from you to Obi-wan.

"Don't lie. You never loved me. You loved your precious Order too much. And now you will die with the rest of them." He lifted his saber and swung at you, as you were frozen to the ground. You couldn't move. You felt the heat of the weapon before-

You bolted up in your bunk after a yell had escaped your throat. Shaking and panting, you tried to get your bearings but it was too dark. Why was it too dark?

Suddenly the door slid open, and you covered your face at the harsh light. Kanan sighed as he walked in and sat next to you on your bed, concern on his face as he placed a hand on your shoulder.

"You're alright, Y/N." He could sense your fear and your nightmare all the way from his own room, waking him up. "Same nightmare again?" he asked and you nodded as you finally caught your breath and collected yourself.

It had been almost fifteen years since that happened. But the memories haunted you still. A part of you knew that they would never leave, lingering in your thoughts much like the Jedi order still haunted your mind.

"Yeah. They've been more common lately. Maybe because it's almost the anniversary." It was almost Empire day. Empire Day...even the thought left a nasty feeling. The anniversary of the genocide of your people. Both you and Kanan's- Caleb's people. You had been glad to find him, the two of you found each other and stayed together for years before finding Hera and the rebellion.

"Well, regardless you had good timing. Hera says we're almost at our next job." he said as he stood up, "Let's get some breakfast." He suggested and you nodded, standing up behind him.

"Where was it, we're going to?" you had forgotten, and wanted to prepare yourself for however much Empire propaganda there might be.

"Lothal," He said before leaving your room.

Lothal. Sounded nice enough. Maybe this would lead to some good things, meet some new people and maybe not almost be killed this time. But all you could do was trust in the force. "Let's hope Lothal doesn't get messy,"

Oh little did you know, it would be the start of a whole different story.

#Star wars #star wars imagine #star wars angst #anakin x reader #anakin imagine #order 66 flashback #order 66 imagine #platonic!obi wan x reader #angst imagine #x reader #reader insert #kanan jarrus #kanan x reader #hera syndulla #rebels #rebels imagine #jedi!reader #hurt/comfort #onlybeeewrites #rebellion era

[labrats-and-clonetroopers]

“Ailments and Fears” Rebels Crew x Reader Oneshot, Star Wars: Rebels

Masterlist 

Star Wars Masterlist 

Request Guidelines 

Relationship: Platonic

Requested by: Anon (Sick reader imagine with the rebels)

Warning: descriptions of vomiting and various symptoms of illness

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Head throbbing, you rock back on your heels, removing your face from where it had been periodically leaning over the toilet for most of the morning. Your throat burns from vomitting and your stomach still swims in nausea. 

You groan, tasting more bile, but elect to swallow it instead. There’s nothing even left in your stomach to throw up, and you’re thoroughly tired of retching. 

A sharp knock raps on the refresher door. 

“Are you done? You’ve been in there for like an hour.” 

Four hours, you correct mentally. 

“Just use the other one!” you yell, clenching your eyes shut as cramps begin to tear again through your abdomen. 

You hear Sabine sigh. “I would, but Kanan and Hera disappeared in there twenty minutes ago and haven’t come back out.”

You roll your eyes before registering what she just said.

“Wait…what?”

“I said…” she begins before hearing the onslaught of another round of bile exiting your body. “Are you sick?” she asks, concerned.

“No,” you reply sarcastically, trying to still your trembling body. Your vision is beginning to blur at the edges. You feel weak, but shakily stand. You grip the edge of the counter like a lifeline before stumbling towards the door.

You just want to get to your room, curl up on your bed, and sleep for the next week. 

The door slides open and with one foot over the threshold, you collapse in the hallway. Sabine quickly grabs you by the arm, steadying you as you try to will away your dizziness.

“Wow, you really don’t look good.”

You don’t respond, too intent on figuring how far away exactly is your room, and the probability of getting there without falling and adding a concussion on top of your ailment.

By the mercy of the force, or just common sense, Sabine seems to read your mind and guides you down the hallway and onto your bed. You automatically pull a blanket around yourself, curl into a fetal position facing the wall, mumbling a tired “thanks”. 

Sabine says something about getting Hera, but by then your mind is already falling away to a desperate sleep.

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A loud clash reverbrates down the hallway, followed by irate voices. The clamor is blurred in your ears, semi-concious mind picking out Zeb and Ezra’s voices.

Chopper is likely not far behind.

You try to wake yourself, wanting to supervise, and force-willing, prevent the potential disaster. You roll over, your arms failing to respond, willing your equally uncooperative eyelids open. Your senses sharpen as you work to pull your body from its slumber, but taking a moment to breath, sleep reclaims its dominance before you can protest. 

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It is the intensifying pain in your stomach that finally wakes you. Having been present for most of the night, it take several long minutes to recognize how intense the firey tendrils curling around your sides and through your gut actually are. 

You roll over onto your back, laying still, and the position seems to help mildly. The sensations are more bearable, and without the distractions you take note of the scratchy state of your throat, clogged left nostril, and foggy headache.

You groan in frustration. 

The door to your room slides open and Hera steps in. The darkness of the room casts her entirely in shadow, though you can make some sense of the concerned expression on her face. You look down at the tray in her hand, on which rests a mug full of some sort of steaming liquid. You scrunch your nose at the smell.

Probably medicinal Ryloth tea. You remember her making some two years ago when Zeb came down with a virus. With the way your stomach is, you’re sure you won’t be able to keep it down. 

“You’re finally awake,” Hera says cheerfully, her smooth voice betraying none of the worry you saw only a moment before.

“How long was I asleep?” you croak, cringing at how raspy your voice sounds. 

“About a day and a half,” Hera replies. “You woke up enough once for Sabine and I to get you to drink and little water and tea.”

You frown. “I don’t remember that.”

Hera smiles. “I’m not surprised, you’ve had quite the fever.” She walks over to the bed, placing a hand on your forehead. “Thankfully, that seems to be going down.” She then hands over the cup of tea, which you regard skeptically. The stern look you receive in response though reminds you of your lack of choice in the matter. You try to drink it quickly, the taste far from pleasant. You hand the mug back without complaint.

“How are you feeling?”

“Headache, throat hurts, stuffy nose.”

“Would you like me to get you a glass of water, a painkiller and decongestant?”

You nod. “Thank you.”

Hera smiles warmly. “It’s the least I can do.” You sigh as she leaves the room. That woman is an absolute force-send . The Ghost crew would never be able to get along without her.

Especially Kanan. You chuckle to yourself as you reminisce about the the first time you all met. You were about to kill the Jedi before Hera stepped in, risking her life for his. Even then you could sense the bond between them, one that ran deeper than simply two people leaning on each other for survival. 

Even though your relationship to them has changed drastically since that day, there was always an extent to which you were an outsider, not due to their intentions, but they seemed caught in some gravitational pull drawing inevitably closer to each other, but never quite able to touch.

This little crew, or family depending on the way you look, has grown too. A warrior lasat who, despite his bold technique, is a voice of caution too often ignored. The young mandalorian girl fed up with lies and compromises with tyranny. 

And the padawan, the one Kanan worries over so, a gifted boy that might be beyond his ability to teach.

You’ve meditated too, questioning, searching, and you’re worried too. You reach into the future and you know he will become great, a greatness surpassing many of legend, but the path there is obscured by so many shadows. 

#reader insert #star wars: rebels #rebels x reader #platonic #background kanan x hera #sabine wren #platonic sabine wren x reader #mentioned zeb #mentioned ezra bridger #mentioned chopper #hera syndulla #platonic hera syndulla x reader #whump #sick reader #reader's musings

[x-reader-things]

“Karabast.” (Spider-Man AU - the introduction)

Part Two ; Part Three

Ezra Bridger x gn!Reader

Summary ; In which you find out that the city of Lothal's two Spider-men are closer than you think. One of them - the new-ish one (by a few years or so) - just so happens to be your best friend.

Requested? ; Nope! Simply an AU idea I have had for a few months- I want to write more for it sometime soon - but if you have any ideas and / or thoughts or questions, feel free to send ‘em in. This is simply an introduction to the AU- 😌😌😌

Warnings ; none so far.

Word Count ; 436

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One thing you weren't expecting today was to be held up on your way home from getting groceries for your parents.

Sure, you expected to be at least a few minutes later than you would've liked, since this was the city of Lothal and all. There were bound to be some hold ups here and there.

However you weren't expecting to be in the middle of a fight. On a subway train. With both Spider-Men themselves trying to beat down one of the more recent 'big-bads', as you and Ezra so creatively called them. Some guy who called himself 'The Inquisitor' decided a subway train was going to be his stage and you were reluctantly a stagehand - trying to hide away in the wings while the actors were trying to do their jobs.

The wings on a subway car, however, meant trying to press yourself in the farthest corner away from the mess.

Which also meant holding your backpack up with one hand as a shield for both you and the groceries, while holding onto one of the bars that rested on top of the back of each subway seat. At first it was to avoid the surging crowd of people scrambling off to get onto other cars attached to the subway train to safely get away from the fight. Now, however, moving probably wasn't the best option.

Especially when 'The Inquisitor' shoves the younger Spider-Man into the seats besides you and yanks off the poor dude's mask.

“Holy shit—“, you voiced your thoughts, way louder than you anticipated. You immediately slapped the hand holding the metal bar back onto your mouth, eyes wide and full of regret. Both the younger Spider-Man in front of you and ‘The Inquisitor’ looked in your direction, both pairs of eyes locking with your frozen ones.

You hoped you spontaneously gained powers right then and there. Invisibility would’ve been amazing. Disappearing at the drop of a hat. Slink back home undetected so both superhero’s of Lothal City and ‘The Inquisitor’ can finish their battle in peace.

But no.

That’s not how things worked.

Your eyes darted to the familiar, radiant blue speckled hues of the eyes that belonged to the younger Spider-Man.

Ezra Bridger.

Your best friend.

Who’s apparently Spider-Man. The superhero that was immediately full of regret and shame and fear, all wrapped up into one. A hurricane of weights visibly fell onto his shoulders the moment he realized who you were.

And when he realized that you knew who he was now, too. Oh crap, you knew who he was now.

Oh no.

“Karabast.” Kanan’s gonna kill him.

#ezra bridger x reader #star wars rebels x reader #romantic x reader #x reader #gn!reader #platonic x reader #sabine wren x reader #garazeb orrelios x reader #hera syndulla x reader #kanan jarrus x reader #the last four are platonic #at least for this AU #platonic!hera syndulla x reader #platonic!sabine wren x reader #platonic!kanan jarrus x reader #platonic!Garazeb orrelios x reader #platonic!reader #romantic!reader #platonic!ezra bridger x reader #romantic!ezra bridger x reader #guys look it’s Spider-Man AU #👁🍵👁 #sorry it’s not any other request yet I am doing my best I swear #ty for your patience if you did request anything before this post- <333

[x-reader-things]

“You’re our son—” (Spider-Man AU - part 3)

Part One ; Part Two

Ezra Bridger x gn!Reader

Summary ; In which Hera tells you both the plan of action.

Requested? ; No! Part three of the AU that I talked about in my last post- :DDD

Warnings ; mention of Kanan’s master Depa Billaba getting killed. Also not much of a warning, but found family things w / Hera, specifically- <33333

Word Count ; 1.3k

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The explanation was small, and straight to the point. After a couple years of living with the Ghost Crew, Ezra figured out that long winded explanations wasn’t the best route to go down when talking with Hera.

He and Kanan heard from police scanners that ‘The Inquisitor’ was at it again, terrorizing others on a subway train for whatever cause he was trying to pull them into (something something ‘Empire’ or whatever. Ezra didn’t pay too much attention). The both of them swung their way over, got to the subway station just before the train went off on its way, and swung in just in time.

And just before the police got to them too, thankfully. They really don’t appreciate a vigilante when they see one. Luckily, Hera had some pull to help them out of trouble.

While Kanan was busy getting citizens in the subway car, Ezra was busy fighting ‘The Inquisitor’ on his own for the first time.

Bad decision, because he ended up getting thrown onto one of the seats, and his mask got ripped off, which revealed his identity to the ‘Big Bad’ he was fighting. Not that The Inquisitor knew his name, but he definitely knew his face now.

And now yours, too.

Because you were right there, unbeknownst to both heroes and the villain. Hidden in that corner, shielding yourself and your groceries with only your school bag. And you visibly and verbally reacted when you saw what happened.

It doesn’t even take an idiot to realize that you knew who Ezra was once the mask was taken off. Especially when said idiot was The Inquisitor. Which was a no bueno with Kanan and his rules.

After all, he lost his teacher - the only motherly and parental figure he had - Depa Billaba, because something similar happened to him years ago. He never really explained what happened to Ezra. All Ezra knew was that a lot of people were killed that day because of it. Including her.

Kanan could never live it down in the slightest, because of that. He wanted Ezra to always be careful with his mask when going out in the city as another Spider-Man, just in case.

Which, in turn, probably made this situation a lot worse, the more Ezra thought about it.

Hera hummed, mouth pressing into a thin line once Ezra finished his explanation. “Ok… that makes this, well, a little bit more difficult than I thought.”, she said thoughtfully.

She placed the warm ceramic cup down onto the table, and sat up fully. “But, that doesn’t mean this can’t be fixed.”

“Y/n”, she said, turning to you. “You’re gonna have to lay low here for a little while, ok?”

“Wait - what?”, you furrowed your brows, looking at all the grocery bags on the table in front of you. “What about these? Or - or my parents? Or school??”

“We‘ll have that covered, kiddo, don’t worry.”, she smiled at you. “I’ll have Sabine and Zeb drop them off later on today, and we can call up your parents to explain the situation. I work as a consultant for the police, and this house is a designated safe house just in case for situations like these. We have a guest room you can stay inc and You and Ezra can still go to school. You just have to be driven there instead.”

“But the—“ Hera cut you off again.

“I know, I know, the traffic sucks.”, she pointed a thumb to the rooms behind her. “Kanan and I know our way around the city on the roads. So does Sabine, if we can’t drive you guys. It’ll be fine.”

The smile she gave you was one full of sincerity and hope. It was… oddly calming, to say the least. Then again, she always had that effect on you. And Ezra (not that he would ever admit that to Hera herself though. You, however, are a different story).

You took a deep breath, and let it out slowly. It calms you down, before the rush-in of loud thoughts could make their way into your head again. It’ll be fine. It’ll be fine.

You’ve had sleepovers there before, anyways. It’ll be just like those. Just… a really long winded one, until The Inquisitor is off your’s and Ezra’s tail.

“As for you, Ezra Bridger”, Hera continued once again, her voice taking on a sterner lilt. “No going out as Spider-Man with Kanan for a while. Not until we have the situation with The Inquisitor under control, alright? Do you understand me?”

“What?”, now it was his turn to question the decision made. “Oh, c’mon Hera, it was one slip-up—“

“One slip-up that could easily get you and your best friend either hurt or in danger, or - hell - even both”, she told him, gesturing to the both of you. Her tone grew more serious, more urgent the more she went on. “Kanan and I aren’t willing to risk it, Ezra. Your our son—“

Ezra’s eyes subtly went wider. The amount of conviction in Hera’s voice struck a chord in him, one that he sometimes forgets he has.

Family.

The concept is still so new to him, even if it’s been a few years.

“—much like how Sabine’s our daughter. And Y/n may not be apart of this family, but we care about them just as much as you do. We need you both to be safe. This is the best course of action we’re able to do right now, alright?”

Ezra sighed, shoulders visibly deflating. Hera was right; you both knew that. It was the best course of action, and there wasn’t much either of you could say about it. Not right now, at least.

And it’s not like he minded being out on house arrest either. Especially if it was with you. It could be fun, if things went smooth enough.

Hopefully.

“Alright”, he agreed, albeit a hint of reluctance still hung on to the edge of his words. “If this is the best course of action to keep us safe then… I guess it’s fine. Right?”

He looked to you.

“Right.”, You gave a reassuring nod, brows furrowing upwards afterward for a moment in a silent question. He nodded back at you, reassurance there and clear as day for you this time.

Hera’s face softened up, a small and relieved smile turning the corners of her mouth up. “Good. It’s settled then. I’ll go get Sabine and Zeb to grab the groceries and bring them to your parents, Y/n. In the meantime… think about dinner.”

She stood up from her seat, bringing the cup of coffee with her. “Usually it would be my turn to choose what to have tonight, but I’ll leave that decision with you”, she raised her cup in your direction. “After all, it was this bucket-heads fault for getting your into this mess.”

She lightly flicked Ezra’s ear. He let out an indignant noise, and brought a hand up to his ear, staring at Hera with a look of utter betrayal.

“Hey!”, he exclaimed, pouting a little bit. “What was that for?”

“You know why, Ezra.”, Hera gave him a pointed look, and turned back towards the kitchen. On her way, she glanced back at you again. “Think about what you want for dinner, sweetie. It can be anything you want.”

You smiled brightly at the thought. Hera chuckled fondly at the sight, and opened the door to the kitchen, closing it behind her once she stepped over the threshold.

Ezra slowly turned back to you, his hand still rubbing his ear. Flick or not. Hera’s strength stung.

“Soo… what’re you thinking about for dinner?”, he asked you. The casualness of it all made you both fall right back into the usual comfortability, as if nothing big happened between you two, or the family in the house you were in.

The bright smile you had stayed clear as day, only enhanced by the setting sun blaring through the blinds behind you.

“How does Chinese food sound?”, you asked, leaning your forearms against the table.

Ezra always thought sunsets were beautiful. This one was just as lovely.

“Sounds perfect.”

His own smile radiated back at you, like the glare of the moon reflected back to the sun.

#ezra bridger x reader #star wars rebels x reader #gn!reader #platonic x reader #romantic x reader #x reader #platonic!hera syndulla x reader #platonic!ezra bridger x reader #romantic!ezra bridger x reader #romantic!reader #platonic!reader #when found family <33333 #HE IS HERA AND KANAN’S SON #And you are the favorite best friend #they like both Jai and Zare but you are the favorite #also I am once again abusing italics #they are #so fun to use #oml #trying not to use them too much though lmao

[x-reader-things]

Omg hi!

I saw that you wrote for star wars rebels and thought that this was my shot!

Could i get an imagine of where Ezra has a partner(non binary reader) and they get captured after a big fight, and when they come to save them they are EXTREMELY hurt, like, burn scars, black eyes, cuts littered everywhere on their body, and how he would react along with the other ghost crew and a week or so after ish?

The ghost crew is platonic btw, but i don't know if i want Ezra romantic? Just fluff and cuddles and a really worried Ezra :)

Feel free to ignore this and remember to take care of yourself!

This one got carried away from me ty for requesting this, oml-

It was really fun to write it- I literally stayed up until 4 : 30 something or 4 : 40 something writing most of it, got 3 hours of sleep, and began to write it again I love this piece sm-

Sorry for the long wait too, and I hope you remember to take care of yourself as well!! And if this isn’t exactly how you imagined it I apologize as well, but still, I hope you enjoy!!

“—Builds character, apparently.”

The Ghost Crew x Reader [Platonic], Ezra Bridger x Reader [Romantic, mostly - recently established relationship]

Summary ; In which you get captured and tortured after a… lovely argument with your partner. Only to be found and brought back home a week later. Fun times.

Requested? ; Yes

Warnings ; reader get’s tortured, descriptions of violence [not too graphic], injuries, anxiety - typical canon violence for Star Wars Rebels and Star Wars in general. Also not much of a warning but touch starved Ezra!! I love him sm- also hurt comfort things too-

Word Count ; 6.6 k [my longest one so far- :00]

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Thinking back on it now, the argument was so small. So trivial.

So… Minimal.

Compared to now, that is. It was just a stupid thing blown out of proportions. A stupid little spat that you got in with your partner, Ezra.

Well, it’s not that stupid.

It was about him using the damn Sith holocron to get stronger. You didn’t mind that he was using it at first, sure. It helped him. Especially after what happened to Kanan. Kept him calm. Kept him strong. Kept him believing in the Force.

After all, in your minds eye, Sith and Jedi were really just two sides of the same coin.

It didn’t make too much of a difference to you, besides in methods of how each group manipulated their abilities they got from the Force, respectively.

But now, a couple years since then - and about a few months into… whatever your relationship turned out to be - he was depending on it too much. He was taking it’s teachings to the next level, which in turn made him more powerful. Which was a good thing, in some cases. It saved your asses more times than you could count, recently.

But Ezra was… much, much angrier than before.

Power hungry, almost.

And after Kanan found out he was using it - all because Ezra was dumb enough not to hide it quickly or put it away, and too oblivious at that point to even sense that Kanan was literally at his cabin door - Ezra rounded at you.

Blamed you for Kanan figuring it out. Blamed you for spilling his secrets. Blamed you for Kanan getting angry at him for his decision.

And you knew he wouldn’t actually say those things if he was really himself. You knew that he was beginning to get corrupted by that red pyramid of a holocron. You knew he was literally losing nights sleep due to nightmares, which made him more paranoid and skeptical about everything.

But damn, if it didn’t hurt like hell and make you even angrier than he was at that point.

You snapped at him. Told him you kept his secret from everyone. Told him you’d never, ever, spill any secrets of his or anyone else’s, even if you were being tortured for the truth. And you told him that you couldn’t believe he’d even accuse you for such a thing as that. You blamed the holocron, even took Kanan’s side for it - something you rarely ever did when it came down to Ezra unless of it was something serious - saying that Ezra’s gotten angry.

Too angry.

And you honestly didn’t really think you could handle it anymore. Or him in general, for that moment. So you left. Before he had anything else to say, and before he snapped out of that stunned daze that stared right into your eyes, almost completely disbelieving into the very depths of your soul. It was a heat of the moment kind of anger that made you do such a thing.

You offhandedly mumbled something about a mission you had to get to anyways, just as you quickly walked away from him, glare set on your face, hardening any kind of other emotion that threatened to come pouring out of your eyes (stars, you hated angry tears).

All of which happened about a week prior to where you were now.

Starving in a jail cell.

An imperial jail cell, locked away from everyone and everything.

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Another cough racked out of you, a wheeze accompanying it. You must have a cracked rib or something. Karabast, everything burned.

The mission you went on was supposed to take a couple days. And Hera gave it to you as a solo-operation. You needed it anyways, to cool off from the heated and stinging argument you had with Ezra before leaving.

It was simply get a few supply crates for medical purposes for the fleet. With how big the supply crates were, it should last the fleet about half a year at most - a few months at the very least. And honestly, the fleet could take anything it can get, at this point.

The crates were located in between the planets of Batonn and Denash, two planets in the Batonn sector.

You were warned to be careful. Earlier that year all three planets in that sector were taken back over by Grand Admiral Thrawn - some guy you’ve only recently heard of through transmissions from Fulcrum in the past few months - during the Batonn sector insurgency. You would be able to cloak one of the Phoenix squadron ships (since the Phantom would be in use for another mission at the time) so you wouldn’t be able to be detected by any of the imperials, or any of the imperial fleet, there.

Once cloaked, a secret message would be transmitted to you via a comm channel that only you and the disguised transporter would know about, in order to make the exchange for the medical crates. All hidden behind a few of the moons that orbited between both Batonn and Denash.

And you were careful.

At least, you were.

Clearly, the other disguised transporter wasn’t, and the plan was found out a little too late for you to realize that - especially a good few minutes after being bombarded by heavy blaster fire from the imperial fleet’s artillery. You’d think you’d realize that the moment you didn’t see the medical crates outside and connected to the transporter for an easy attachment pick-up, but no. You just had to give them the benefit of the doubt, didn’t you?

And now, here you were.

A week later.

Severely burned, bruised, and dehydrated.

And yet still somehow keeping a level head.

At least. You think.

“I told you, I have nothing to tell you.”, you spat between ragged breaths, another stick of something electric being shoved into your side again. You grit yourself teeth and strained, keeping your groaning and screaming to a minimum. You learned pretty quickly that running your vocal cords raw weren’t going to do you any good like that. Despite having to repeat yourself over and over to the imperial scum in front of you that you literally didn’t know a damn thing about what they wanted to hear from you.

Something something, plans for Lothal and it’s liberation (terrorist attack, which is what the Empire called it), and other boring stuff like where was the other rebels.

Now obviously, you weren’t going to just hand over the second part of their questions on a silver platter that easily. You never would. Not even if someone tried using the Force to get you to spit it out. You wouldn’t reveal that integral part of information, no. That’s where your friends were, that’s where your family lived, that’s where Ezra was.

You sure as hell weren’t going to give them that information for their satisfaction.

As for the first part of their questions, however, you legitimately didn’t know anything about it.

Sure, you’ve heard talks of it. Plans of getting together to actually plan it out, once the fleet was big enough. But you didn’t know specifics. After those couple of things, your knowledge of the subject was dwindled down to just some things you heard in passing conversations back at Chopper base. That was it.

And clearly, for the past longest week ever, the imperials didn’t believe you when you told them that truth.

That it wasn’t even fully planned. That they had nothing to worry about (yet). That you didn’t know anything.

A gloved hand lurched up and roughly grabbed your jaw, digging into the ever worsening bruises that littered your jaw and cheeks, forcing you to look at whoever it was. Through the swelling of your black eye that’s been getting worse for the past couple of days, all you could see was the blurry outline of the same soldier that always questioned you, looked at you and hurt you like you were the scum of the galaxy.

“The more you lie, the worse this gets”, he sneered, another jabs of burning and electricity stinging through you at his words. He shoved your face to the side as he let go of you, your head smacking into the metal slab that held you up and kept you captive in this horrific torture machine.

Another strained noise tickled the back of your throat. Another whimper of pain that you stifled to keep your sanity. At the very least, you could do whatever Ezra taught you to do best.

Annoy the hell out of these bucket heads.

“What’s that saying about insanity? Oh right”, you coughed before wheezing out a bit of forced laughter, a smirk forming over your mouth, irritating the cut lower lip that was beginning to scab over. “If - if you do something over and over again, and continuously get the same results, that makes you insane. And uh - buddy it’s been about a week, hasn’t it? You haven’t gotten anywhere—“

The restraints were unclipped from your wrists and ankles. Confusion wracked your mind before a hand grabbed at your neck and forced you back harshly on the metal slab. That time, you couldn’t stop the loud shout that sprang out from you at the sudden movements.

“Wha—“, you grunted before you can even squeeze out a sentence, a strong fist connected with your abdomen, making all the airbrush out of you at the action. You couldn’t even begin to process the pain you were in besides the electrical burns. The adrenaline and the numbness to it at that point was still ringing true in every nerve in your body.

Before the imperial soldier could even land another hit on you, or another burn, the hilt of a Lasan Bo-rifle hit the back of them at a pressure point, instantly knocking them out.

Wait.

Bo-rifle from Lasan?

You coughed and wheezed for more air the moment the soldier let go of your reddening neck and smacked onto the ground, and you were even firmly planted on the ground yet, or strapped down onto anything. So you were about to smack onto the ground yourself when you found no energy within you to keep yourself there. Gravity acted too fast on you.

“Woah, easy there kid—“, a rough voice sounded, almost distant in your ears, until a couple of purple furred hands caught you before you fell, steadying you on your shaky feet. “You alright there?”

“Zeb?”, you croaked out, looking up and squinting at who caught you. Purple fur, blurry yellow eyes, some semblance of a scowl - yep that was Zeb.

Once Zeb got a proper look at you, he grimaced with a flinch. “Oh - Karabast, kid, what did they do to you?!”

Burn marks everywhere, bruises everywhere, scratches everywhere, rips in clothing, tattered, messy hair, more sunken eyes than usual, looking dryer and skinnier. Karabast, you look worse for wear.

“Oh, yknow”, you chucked wryly, still keeping up the act of being as calm as you could. “A bit of torture, a bit of starvation and dehydration - builds character, apparently.” Zeb rolled his eyes, brow furrowed in something a lot less like annoyance and much more like worry.

Odd, you think. It’s only been a week since you were kidnapped. How worried could they have gotten?

“Spectre-4 to Spectre-2, come in.”, Zeb said immediately into the comm.

“Specter-2 to Spectre-4, Whaddya got for me, Zeb?”, answered the crackling voice of Hera on the other end, a faint sound of blaster fire behind her somewhere.

“I found them, I found Spectre-7”, Zeb said immediately into the comm.

“YOU FOUND THEM?” , came a chorus of four other voices loudly into the comms, along with the surprisingly relieved beeps of Chopper. You and Zeb flinched at the sound. Your ears weren’t as sensitive as the Lasat’s were, but damn if that sudden noise didn’t make you flinch.

Your’s and Zeb’s shared reaction caused him to look back at you as opposed to the comm in his other hand. One arm was held onto one of your biceps, which was one of the only thing keeping you from falling next to the puffer-pig dung heap on the floor. You were so much lighter than before. That was not a good sign.

“They’re not lookin’ so good.”, he said honestly, swiveling his head around just in case of any stray stormtrooper coming your guys’ way. No one answered back right away. At least, that’s why you and Zeb thought.

Comms shorted for a second.

Imperials know they’re there, trying to get you back, trying to cut off communications with one another.

“Zeb”, came another voice. Younger than Hera’s, definitely not either of the other guys. Sabine, you guessed, mind still swirling from the burning feeling of the metal, electrifying rods being stabbed into your sides, just enough to cause burns rather than cuts in the skin. “ZEB!”

Zeb exclaimed in irritation at the loud and sudden noise of the comms crackling back, deciding best that it probably wasn’t a good idea to just sit and wait for the others to find you two while under blaster fire. “WHAT!? What is it—!?”

“Talk to me, Orrelios, how bad are they??”, urged Sabine, seemingly referring to your injuries.

You grunted at the sudden lurch of being pulled into the hallway by Zeb, stumbling over your shaking feet as he didn’t stop for a second, even at the sounds of your own discomfort, the ones you wanted to keep at bay for a while now.

The lasat pulled you aside into an empty corridor once the blaster fire began to reach you guys. With a sigh of irritation, he picked you up from your knees and held you up - almost like a kid, which you still kind of were to some degree to him - and spoke into the comms once again. You laid your head on his shoulder with a groan and a wheeze, earning another concerned side-eyed glance from Zeb.

“Look, you’ll see them when we get back to the rendezvous point, just get there, got it!?” He said sharply into the comm, shoving it back into its place on his belt.

After that, conversations on the comms were just crackles and buzzes of the other members quickly trying to communicate with one another, blaster fire covering the most of it up, along with your hands at your ears. It was all just a blur at that point, really.

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Just before reaching the rendezvous point that was agreed upon, Zeb let you down to your feet again, still keeping a stabilized hand on your shoulder as you walked - hobbled, really - over to where the rendezvous was. He figured you didn’t want anyone to see that he carried you here like a child all the way there from that corridor. Karabast, you even vocalized that.

“Tell anyone you carried me like a kid and I will steal all of your snack rations from the extra food we found, got it?”, you slurred out, arm loosely wrapped around your middle as you heave a coarse cough afterwards, still trying to recover from being tortured just before Zeb found you.

“Got it.”, Zeb said to you with a small, relived chuckle. Although, that relief was short. How the hell are you still acting normal after all of that? Your normal, sarcastic-like-you-spend-way-too-much-time-with-Ezra self? Although, the sarcasm seems to be the only remaining constant with how you were from a week before, at that moment, so the Lasat can take what he can get. Beggars can’t be choosers, after all.

You arrived at the rendezvous point not a minute later, being met with a very worried sick Sabine and Hera. Hera immediately took you from Zeb’s side, an arm wrapping under one of yours as she led you back onto the Ghost. Sabine held onto your bicep of the other arm wrapped around your abdomen and stomach, keeping close by, and Zeb hovered close behind as the four of you quickly boarded the ghost.

Ezra, Kanan and Chopper were the ones in charge of the escape.

Once you were confirmed to be MIA, with chatter around the imperial gossip chain leading to fulcrum about six days into your stay at that imperial facility before it got to Chopper base, the plan was made almost in record time.

It was agreed upon that the two Jedi’s were to help escape, not fight. Not after the whole debacle with the old Clone Wars Y-Wings mission days prior to that, when Ezra’s use of the dark side got into his confidence and a little out of control during that mission - which lead to the unfortunate destruction of the Phantom.

Ezra was wholeheartedly against it, and so was Kanan.

But to Hera and the other two, it was their best bet. The moment Kanan and Ezra would’ve been found in that imperial facility would’ve made things a whole lot harder to get you out of there.

The Jedi staying behind on the Ghost was their best bet to get you out of there with as minimal attention as possible.

Well, as much as they could despite being rebels, of course.

No sooner than the doors to the Ghost closed once you were all loaded onto the ship, the freighter was immediately put into hyperdrive. Not directly to Atollan, of course - just somewhere away from that cursed place around Batonn and Denash.

The four of you all breathed a sigh of relief, you still wheezing and coughing from everything and trying to catch your breath. At this point, though, you’re pretty sure you have a cracked rib somewhere. Breathing hurt. Not just around your neck, but your sides too.

“Well, that was something”, you strained out with a forced chuckle, earning some pained looks from Sabine and Hera once they looked at the state of you.

Stars, you looked like hell.

Beeping and warbling from Chopper joined you soon afterwards, the Astro-mech flying towards you, around the loading dock that everyone who wasn’t a Jedi was in. Chopper nudged onto your leg, moving its head from side to side, almost like a nuzzling manner that your would see from a loth-cat. Zeb chuckled at the sight a bit, earning a quick zap from Chopper, and what could’ve been a curious catering of curse words and what you picked up to be “don’t tell anyone about this”, in droid language. You moved your arm from around your waist, giving Chopper a quick pat on the head, taking your hand back as he rolled away, the sounds of two sets of footsteps bounding closer on the metal of the ground scaring him off to the side.

You looked up slowly, eyes barely meeting Kanan’s, nor Ezra’s.

Well, it’s not like Kanan could actually see you. But he could hear and sense you. And the pain you’re in, despite you not being able to feel it all just yet. And he could tell you were fighting the whole time. Not giving up even the slightest bit of actual information that could help the empire. He was both equal parts relieved and absolutely horrified at that.

Force knows what kind of injuries littered the skin of your body.

Ezra, on the other hand, could see you. He couldn’t even begin to fathom what he saw.

A gulp and a shaky, quiet breath followed after he finally got to see you. A week after that stupid, stupid argument. His eyes were wide, cerulean blues scanning over each and every injury and bruise that came with your battered appearance.

You were his partner.

What did those damned imperial asshats do to his partner!?

“Hey, there’s my favorite Jedi’s!”, you forced out, your voice cutting through Ezra’s thoughts, another smile cutting through the scab on your lip even more.

Kanan gave Ezra a small pat on the back in encouragement, and Ezra wasted no time on jumping over the railing of the top deck, feet firmly planting on the lower deck of the loading dock before he enraptured you into a tight hug that almost knocked you back down onto the ground.

Hera, Sabine, and Zeb were smart enough to back away once Ezra had landed on the lower deck.

You grunted from the force, a pained wheeze accompanying it. ”Easy, Ez, pretty sure you cracked my ribs even more”, you say, sarcasm and a joking lilt covering whatever kind of fears you were feeling right then. Ezra just barely loosened his grip on you, a hand coming up to gently hold onto the back of your head as the other clutched you close around your shoulders.

His eyes were screwed shut, brows furrowed downwards as his chin pressed onto your shoulder, for another reminder that you were there. You were with him. You were in the Ghost.

You were safe.

He was still reeling at hearing the sound of your voice after not hearing it for about a week. Perhaps the longest week ever.

To say that he freaked out the moment he realized you missed your check-in time with Hera was an absolute understatement. He was already antsy during the first two days of your mission. Especially since you guys both said nothing to each other after the argument, you having left not too long afterwards. He already got a bad feeling that wouldn’t stop coursing through him - no matter how hard he tried to will it away - the moment you left him alone after you offhandedly mentioned your task once the argument ended.

And when you missed the check-in time? And the days after that?

He couldn’t sleep at all.

Went through one too many scenarios through his head that made him anxious to no end in sight. Not even Hera or Kanan could help him through that one.

He grew irritable when he was told to wait for further instructions on the matter of your disappearance. He wanted to go out and find you - maybe pay a visit to whoever the hell kept you away from the base for so long. Man, even Sabine and Zeb were willing to join him on that endeavor before the transmission from Fulcrum came through. Once Fulcrum said your name and stated the now-debunked-as-true rumors of you being captured in an imperial facility for questioning, all thoughts of his previous idea flew out the window.

He remembers how the air left his lungs when Zeb’s voice crackled through the comms to speak to Hera about finding you, Kanan and him being tapped into the frequency just incase anything else happened while they were on the Ghost, waiting for the rest of the Spectres to come home with you in tow with them for the escape. It was difficult to breathe for a few seconds.

Zeb found you.

And then, of course, he remembers the fear and anger that rushed in at what Zeb said about your state of being. What he wouldn’t give to have beat up whoever thought was a good idea to torture people for information - especially whoever thought it was a good idea to do that to you. Everyone knew immediately what Zeb was referring to when he said you didn’t look too good. You were injured. And from Zeb’s tone of voice, the injuries were bad.

And now, here you were. Held in his arms, safe back on the home you called the Ghost, with him being absolutely unable to bring himself out of the hug. He can breath easier now, now that you’re at home.

“Ez, ‘m fine”, you said with a laugh. Still trying to remain calm. “You can let go of me, y’know?”

Ezra shook his head no stubbornly, eyebrows furrowing inwards a bit more for just a second at the idea, knowing damn well he got a roll from the eyes from you. That wasn’t going to change his mind about holding you at all.

“Ezra seriously my ribs are starting to hurt—“

He loosened his grip enough to pull away from you, not before pulling a surprising move and lifting you up into his arms. One arm still clung around your shoulders, and the other hooked underneath your knees. You gasped in surprise at the action, but the gasp was a little to sharp for your body’s reaction, so immediately afterwards you coughed away from him and into your elbow, trying to catch your breath, your other arm slung around Ezra’s neck instinctively.

After a bit more of you catching your breath after a few seconds, Ezra sighs shortly in relief, and makes his way towards the ladders with you, still in his arms. The adrenaline was still there for you, just slowly waning, enough for you to get tired enough not to protest Ezra’s actions.

“What are you doing?”, Hera asked him once he started climbing out the ladder to the deck above the loading dock. The arm around your shoulders was helping him climb, your arm strong enough to hold yourself up, while his other arm stayed hooked underneath your legs.

“Gonna help with their injuries.”, he told Hera curtly.

“We have a team of medics at the base to—“

“I know.”

Ezra’s voice was sharp at that answer, even just the slightest bit of annoyed, stunning a bit of silence out of Hera at his reaction. The rest of the crew watched as he disappeared back into the Ghost with you wrapped up in his arms.

For a second, Hera took a step towards the ladders, having half a mind to follow the two of you, before Kanan’s voice called out to her from the balcony.

“Let him help. They’ll be fine with him. Think they both need some time together after the past week we just had.” He explained to her calmly. Hera only stared at him for a long minute, before looking at a random part of the Ghost below them both, sighing at his words.

He was right.

You both needed this.

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“You really said that to the guy?”, Ezra asked incredulously, voice the softest it’s ever been around you. He was busy cleaning off the dried blood from your visible cuts, having already just cleaned, bandaged, and put burn salve on the electrical burns all over your middle and sides. The burn salve was long over due for them, and you visibly relaxed when the burns were finally covered in the soothing, cooling substance. That should take away the sting that ebbed away at your nerves.

“Hey, it really was the definition of insanity in there!”, you said with a chuckle as you defended your word choices. Which, granted, prompted you to get choked by the guy before Zeb stepped in, so it probably wasn’t the best word choice, but still. It was better than nothing. “Couldn’t help it, Ezra. I spend too much time with you to not say something, yknow.”

That comment coaxed a small smile out of Ezra, a gentle hum of a chuckle already being pushed through him. But it still wasn’t enough to make him laugh all the way. At least it got him to smile, though, even for a little bit.

He was cleaning off a couple of the cuts on one of your hands, attention staying on that hand as he let the small smile turn the corners of his mouth upwards.

“There’s the smile I missed for the past week”, you said, your other hand coming up to cup the left side of his cheek. Your thumb lightly grazed over the two shallow indents of scars left by the inquisitors a couple years prior, and he leaned into the feeling of your hand on his cheek, stopping his small mission of getting you patched up himself, and relishing in your touch. Even if it’s for a few seconds before he got back to work.

One week without any knowledge of how you were doing was enough to make him realize how much he really, really missed you during the longer missions. He missed your hugs, your talks, the banter. He’d give anything to prevent another week like this one from happening again.

One week without him around was enough to make you worry. What kind of lengths he’d go through to get anyone back. To get you back. That is, if he fully turned to the darkside of the Force. Sure, two sides of the same coin with the light side of the Force and everything, but it still harbored some level of fear in you. Luckily, though, it seemed like Kanan knocked some sense in him. That or your disappearance and subsequent torturing - but honestly you’re hoping it’s not the latter. You’re just glad he’s ok. That he isn’t hurt. That he’s here and he’s safe, and that you protected the secrets of the Ghost and Chopper Base without breaking to anything the imperial facility threw at you. That was an accomplishment in its own right. And you were glad that you were able to keep those secrets safe.

And that you were able to keep Ezra safe.

You were pulled out of your thoughts when a thumb swiped over the split cut that was on your lower lip. Ezra just barely grazed it, but it still hurt, and made you wince a little bit at the touch. Only by a smidge.

To cover that up, however, you decided to joke around a bit.

“If you wanted a kiss you could’ve just asked”, you said, snickering a little at Ezra’s eye roll, and the red that began to tinge his ears. He closed his eyes and shook his head with a chuckle, and your smile grew. That got him to laugh.

His hand moved to hold the side of your neck, just below your jawline. Part of his hand still rested on it, more so at the corner, and just underneath the skin of your ear. The touch was careful, and his thumb lightly brushed against the bruising on your jaw. He gently pulled your head closer, and his forehead lightly bumped against yours, his nose lightly nudging against the side of your own, all in an attempt to get more calm and comfortable.

And it worked.

He took in a breath, and let out a sigh, the tension in his shoulders finally leaving after a couple seconds of the breath.

“Sorry about the argument”, he mumbled the apology, eyes tilted downwards, focus on the ground. “I shouldn’t have—“

“Hey”, you cut him off, knuckle from your free hand coming up, gently nudging his chin up so he could look at you, eyes that swirled with the power of the Force onto yours, that only caught the reflection of the light in the room, and the reflection of Ezra in front of you. “That was just a stupid argument. That doesn’t matter now.”

“But it does!”, he exclaimed in a whisper, irises boring into yours. You swear, you could see your own soul reflected through them. ”I went out of line and blamed you for being careless and—“

“You really think that argument has any affect on me right now?”, you ask, raising a brow. “Karabast, I was literally tortured, I would love to go back to when that argument was the most of my worries.”

That was only last week that that argument happened. So trivial, compared to the events that unfurled.

So trivial compared to the burns on your sides, the ache in your ribs, the twinges of pain from your bruises and the black eye that plagued your left eye.

It hurt emotionally, sure.

But what you wouldn’t give to go back to that being the only kind of pain that swirled in your mind.

Before even you realized what was happening, through the haze of the loud thoughts that made up your mind at the moment, Ezra’s other hand disconnected from the rag that cleaned up your dried blood, and reconnected with your other cheek on the other side of your face, away from the black eye. He nudged away a stray tear with one of his knuckles, and brushed his thumb over the swell of your cheek once more began to slowly tumble out. Mainly from the one eye you could actually see out of properly, the one eye that went wide after you mentioned the torture you endured, the one eye that let that tear go loose, providing other tears with enough confidence to start falling as well.

“I was tortured, Ezra.” Your voice went quiet, strained.

It was only then that you realized just how horrified you were.

Strange, how some feelings of anxiety didn’t pop up until way later, once you were actually processing whatever kind of traumatic event you just went through. Other times the anxiety bubbles up pretty quickly, during whatever you were going through - even if it was just a normal, calm situation that somehow made your anxiety act up. But this time, it took you a week to actually feel the damned fear that wouldn’t actually allow you to sleep very much throughout the time you were being held at the facility.

Then again, you were also doing your best to keep a level head the whole time. To keep yourself from spilling anything. To keep yourself sane.

Maybe it was the fact that you were finally in the comfort of your own home, in front of your partner no less, that made you feel comfortable enough to grab onto the bad feelings again, rather than to just force them down until they were too much for you.

Your eyes blurred Ezra out of focus due to the burning tears that bubbled up behind your eyelids. You screwed them both shut, and gulp with a shaky breath. Ezra furrowed his brow again - this time, however, they were pointed more upwards than downwards.

Still keeping his hands in the same places on your neck and cheek, he lifted his head from resting against yours and pressed a soft kiss to your forehead, staying there for a couple seconds, just to linger. Mainly for his own comfort, to remind himself you were physically there with him, and also to remind you of that as well.

After that he wrapped you up in another hug, gentler this time. One you leaned into, your forehead coming to rest on his shoulder, near the crook of his neck. The hand on your cheek moved to the back of your head, lightly pressed into your hair, and his other hand on the side of your neck, just under your jawline and ear, moved to your back, pulling you forward for the hug that you graciously accepted.

He nudged his nose onto the crown of your head, placing another soft and comforting kiss there. “Took you that long to figure it out, huh?”, he murmured, voice soft with an air of humor. Just the slightest lilt to make things much less strenuous than they seemed.

“Shut up, Bridger”, you sniffed, lightly punching his arm, a chuckle spilling out between the both of you. The hug tightened just a little bit, the hand you punched Ezra’s arm with holding onto the sleeve of his orange jacket he always wore.

“Sorry, sorry”, he apologized, laying his cheek down on the top of your head. “Had to joke about this somehow, right?”

You let out a breathy laugh, followed by a sigh, quiet and exhausted. “Right…”

A silence fell over the two of you. Ezra let out a sigh through his nose a couple minutes into it. “You’re safe now, ok? You know that, right?”

The message was quiet, a soft mumble only meant for your ears. The tension in your own shoulders began to ease a little, much like his minutes beforehand.

Your arm moved from his jacket to around his neck again, pulling the hug even closer, just to be nearer to him. Just for more comfort. For your peace of mind to remind yourself that you’re home.

You’re safe.

You’re with Ezra.

Things are fine for now.

Everything will be alright for now.

Just for right now. Which is all you could ask for at that moment.

“I know.”, you mumbled back. You sigh out of relief, of being there with Ezra, in the comforting arms of home, in the surprisingly comforting metal rooms of home, deciding against breaking the hug for the time being.

Until Ezra broke it himself.

“Oh c’mon, Ez!”, you complained. “I was just getting comfortable, dude!”

“You were falling asleep on me”, he responded back, grabbing the rag he was using to clean off the dried blood from your injuries strewn about your skin. He stood up to get more water for it, along with a cooler ice-pack for the nasty bruise on your eye.

“Like I said, I was just getting comfortable!”

“You can get comfortable and sleep on my shoulder after I’m done taking care of your injuries - and after we’re sure you don’t have a concussion.”

“I’m pretty sure I don’t have a concussion.”

“I’m not convinced.”

You groan, leaning back on your arms as Ezra gathers the supplies you need from one of the medical kits that came from the medical crates you were supposed to get from your mission beforehand. “Stars, you’re just as stubborn as Chopper - like friend like droid, y’know?”, you say with a playful scoff.

Ezra laughed. It was less of a chuckle now, more genuine. Good. You liked it when he laughed. “I could say the same thing about you, y’know—“ you interrupted him with a indignant noise, absolutely appalled that he would ever compare your stubbornness to the astro-mech. You were the only one allowed to do that, how dare he?

“I’m not that stubborn—“

Another laugh bubbled out from Ezra, and you couldn’t help but smile at it. It was a noise that never failed to brighten your day, even in the darkest of hours.

A chuckle made it’s way out of your throat again as a smile pulled at the corners of your mouth, and you shook your head a little, the banter between you both continuing. Just like normal.

Just like home.

Maybe some things were definitely worth getting tortured over.

If you could keep the base safe, the Ghost safe, and Ezra safe, you’d do it all over again, no matter what.

You’d always protect your home from the Empire.

Even if your home wasn’t always protecting you.

#ezra bridger x reader #star wars rebels x reader #gn!reader #star wars rebels #garazeb orrelios x reader #hera syndulla x reader #kanan jarrus x reader #sabine wren x reader #platonic #romantic!ezra bridger x reader #romantic #ezra bridger #garazeb orrelios #hera syndulla #kanan jarrus #sabine wren #chopper #star wars rebels chopper #when found family <3333 #again- #and also #touch starved reader #touch starved ezra #I’m love them sm #oml- #i loved writing this too- #holy heck- #anyways #I hope y’all enjoyed- <333 #hehehehe ik I did bc hurt / comfort- >>>>>

[x-reader-things]

“Something about art.”

The Ghost Crew x Reader [platonic]

Summary ; In which ranting about your favorite art pieces that you’ve seen in your travels before joining the rebellion brings you closer to the Ghost crew.

Requested? ; No - just self indulgent stuff, lmao-

Warnings ; The characters might be slightly out of character, since this is one the first times I wrote for them. Other than that, nothing else besides found family things because yes and because why not.

Word Count ; 764 words.

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“…. Oh and this one! This was was amazing, seeing it in person - I saw this piece when I visited Naboo with my family a long while back”, You said, as a holographic picture was shown to them through Chopper, who (was kind of forced to but he owed you a favor) had generously agreed to help you show them the pictures you were raving about after a mission.

You had the pictures stored on an old hard drive you kept safe for a while, just in case you wanted to look at them later on. What had spurred this conversation on was a visit from a certain swindler who was an ‘impressionistic connoisseur’ - most commonly known as Lando Calrissian.

After the mission was done - just after you and the Ghost crew dropped the smuggler and his puffer pig off at his mining site - you and Sabine sat in front of the holochess table, jokingly lamenting over the fact that Lando Calrissian wasn’t really going to buy one of her art pieces. What had started off as a joking conversation turned into how you two got into art in the first place. That got the attention of Ezra, which in turn got the attention of Zeb.

Well, Zeb only decided to pay attention when your voice got louder and ‘more obnoxious’, in his words. However he still decided to sit back and listen to you ramble on about the amazing things you’ve seen from all over the galaxy.

Kanan had joined in the conversation after hearing you noisily clamor around yours and Sabine’s shared cabin in search for the old hard drive. The noise drove him out of a well deserved rest, but he couldn’t blame you too much after seeing the excited state you were in. Excitement like that was a rare find nowadays, especially with the Empire all over your backs.

So now, it was Hera’s turn to join in.

After running some diagnostics on the Ghost to check for any damage the Puffer Pig incident caused, she went into the lounge to finally see what the fuss was about.

“This is from Naboo?”, Sabine asked incredulously, admiring the artwork on the hologram.

“Yeah! Art is a BIG part of their culture over there”, you began, both Ezra and Sabine looking back at you to listen intently on what you were going to say. “It’s said that a lot of well known artists and musicians and architects come from there - its close to the Outer Rim, too…” After a moment of thought, you scoffed to yourself. “Maybe if the Empire wasn’t on our tail for a day we could try to go there.”

Ezra chuckled bitterly. “Like that’d ever happen.”

“Ah, well, a person can hope.” You said with a wistful sigh. Chopper changed the picture to another one, grumbling something about hoping too much in droid language. You ignored what he said with a roll of your eyes, looking at the new picture.

With a small gasp at what you saw, you began to enthusiastically ramble on and on about the artwork again, the atmosphere around you all quickly turning back to the wondrous nature it had before.

Hera stood next to Kanan as this all played out in front of her, a fond smile on her face. Turning to him, she asked the Jedi quietly, “So, what do you think spurred this on?”

“Oh I dunno”, Kanan answered with a shrug, a playful tone in his voice. “Something about art, I think.”

“Haha - very funny”, Hera quipped back, looking back at you four in the lounge.

You were now all sat in front of Chopper, looking at the images before you four. And for once, Hera didn’t see a shred of war in your eyes. Just a kind of awe that you would see in someone talking in extensive and in depth detail about their interests. A kind of child-like wonder and light that spread to others as well.

Seeing the other three Spectres besides you listening quietly to your talking, and look at the art on the hologram with the same amount of engagement you had, was definitely a sight to behold for her.

Especially since Chopper, Ezra and Zeb weren’t at each others throats either. It’s strange how all it took was pictures to keep them at peace for now; with the occasional jabs at each other, but still. They stopped the moment the rambling took over again, and when the pictures changed once more.

“… We’ll, it’s something about art, alright.”

#star wars rebels #star wars rebels x reader #ezra bridger x reader #sabine wren x reader #hera syndulla x reader #garazeb orrelios x reader #kanan jarrus x reader #star wars rebels chopper #ezra bridger #sabine wren #hera syndulla #garazeb orrelios #kanan jarrus #chopper #platonic #gn!reader #when found family- <3333 #sorry if the writing is a little wonky too towards the end #it is late #and I am very tired #so y e e-

[x-reader-things]

Added 5 prompt lists to the pinned message for y’all to request from- :00

Still trying to catch up on requests but feel free to request more if you guys want to! I have one more left I think- so please request away- :00

#star wars rebels x reader #ezra bridger x reader #garazeb orrelios x reader #hera syndulla x reader #kanan jarrus x reader #sabine wren x reader #star wars the clone wars x reader #ahsoka tano x reader #anakin skywalker x reader #anakin x reader #obi wan kenobi x reader #platonic x reader #romantic x reader #platonic!reader #romantic!reader #steve harrington x reader #stranger things x reader #primarily Star Wars rebels but feel free to request for SWTCW or Stranger Things!! :000 #starting off with Steve Harrington first bc I don’t have an interest in Jonathan or the others but I might add in Robin Buckley #sometime soon at least 👁🍵👁 #update just added Robin to the list-

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AO3 stats for Star Wars pairings - April the 9th, 2020

Here’s the current list of SW ships with at least 100 fanworks on AO3, excluding platonic relationships (tagged as ‘Character & Character’ instead of Character/Character’) and Official-Character/OC ships.

The brackets show differences between the ranking posted one month ago and the one posted today.

Milestones reached in last month:

-Reylo reached 18,000 works... and then it reached 18,500 works;

-Hanleia reached 4,000 works;

-Obitine and Lukemara reached 700 works;

-Codywan and Poe x reader reached 500 works;

-Kalluzeb, Thranto and Mando x reader reached 400 works;

-Gingerrose reached 300 works;

-Jessix, Caradin, Owen x Beru, Poenix, Jangobi/Jangoobi, Siriwan, Blyla and Imperial Agent | Cipher Nine x Theron Shan reached 100 works.

Congratulations to the shippers!

1. Rey/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren 18,761 and 4 works tagged only as Rey/Kylo Ren/Ben Solo - 18,765 (+1,033)

2. Armitage Hux/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren 13,707 and 3 works tagged only as Armitage Hux/Kylo Ren/Ben Solo - 13,710 (+153)

3. Poe Dameron/Finn - 6,841 (+192)

4. Leia Organa/Han Solo - 4,049 (+112)

5. Cassian Andor/Jyn Erso - 3,924 (+38)

6. Padmé Amidala/Anakin Skywalker | Darth Vader - 3,466 (+157)

7. Qui-Gon Jinn/Obi-Wan Kenobi - 2,638 (+11)

8. Obi-Wan Kenobi/Anakin Skywalker | Darth Vader - 2,621 (+90)

9. Ben Solo | Kylo Ren/You - 1,950 (+108)

10. Poe Dameron/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren - 1,909 (+72)

11. Poe Dameron/Rey - 1,848 (+98)

12. Finn/Rey (Star Wars) - 1,815 (+27)

13. Chirrut Îmwe/Baze Malbus - 1,472 (+7)

14-15. Poe Dameron/Finn/Rey (+12), Luke Skywalker/Han Solo (+18) - 1,285

16. Kanan Jarrus/Hera Syndulla - 1,145 (+24)

17. Finn/Rose Tico - 1,108 (+32)

18. Obi-Wan Kenobi/Satine Kryze - 723 (+34)

19. Mara Jade/Luke Skywalker - 706 (+17)

20. Cassian Andor/Bodhi Rook - 675 (+5)

21. Armitage Hux/You - 666 (+25)

22. CC-2224 | Cody/Obi-Wan Kenobi - 596 (+102)

23. Poe Dameron/Armitage Hux - 579 (+34)

24. Poe Dameron/You - 513 (+24)

25. Clan Techie (Dredd)/Matt the Radar Technician - 466 (+2)

26. Armitage Hux/Rey - 435 (+7)

27. Padmé Amidala/Obi-Wan Kenobi - 434 (+9)

28. Jessika Pava/Rey - 430 (+5)

29. Alexsandr Kallus/Garazeb "Zeb" Orrelios - 428 (+29)

30-31. The Mandalorian (The Mandalorian TV)/Reader 413 and 8 works tagged only as The Mandalorian (The Mandalorian TV)/You (+101), Thrawn | Mitth'raw'nuruodo/Eli Vanto (+26) - 421

32. CT-7567 | Rex/Ahsoka Tano - 396 (+29)

33. Malavai Quinn/Sith Warrior - 379 (+2)

34. Finn/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren - 342 (+4)

35. Padmé Amidala/Obi-Wan Kenobi/Anakin Skywalker - 323 (+3)

36. Armitage Hux/Rose Tico - 314 (+69)

37. Armitage Hux/Phasma - 283 (+8)

38. Armitage Hux/Dopheld Mitaka - 279 (0)

39. Barriss Offee/Ahsoka Tano - 268 (+4)

40. Lando Calrissian/Han Solo - 264 (+5)

41. Phasma/Rey - 260 (0)

42. Armitage Hux/Rey/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren - 259 (+2)

43. Rey/Rose Tico - 251 (+12)

44. Wedge Antilles/Luke Skywalker - 248 (+3)

45. Leia Organa/Luke Skywalker - 241 (+1)

46. Phasma/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren - 226 (+1)

47. Leia Organa/Luke Skywalker/Han Solo - 224 (-1)

48. Galen Erso/Orson Krennic - 215 (+3)

49. Obi-Wan Kenobi/Darth Maul - 213 (+6)

50-51. Obi-Wan Kenobi/CT-7567 | Rex (+6), Ezra Bridger/Sabine Wren (+7) - 212

52. Bail Organa/Breha Organa - 203 (+3)

53. Bodhi Rook/Luke Skywalker - 201 (0)

54. Anakin Skywalker/Ahsoka Tano 166 and 24 works tagged only as Ahsoka Tano/Darth Vader - 190 (+7)

55. Amilyn Holdo/Leia Organa - 188 (+5)

56. Shara Bey/Kes Dameron - 185 (+6)

57. Jedi Knight | Hero of Tython/Theron Shan - 184 (+3)

58. Obi-Wan Kenobi/You - 181 (+19)

59. Revan/Bastila Shan - 174 (+4)

60. Cassian Andor/K-2SO - 170 (+8)

61-62. CC-2224 | Cody/CT-7567 | Rex (+10), Andronikos Revel/Sith Inquisitor (+3) - 165

63. The Jedi Exile/Atton "Jaq" Rand - 163 (+5)

64. Padmé Amidala/Sabé - 161 (+4)

65-66. Rey/Luke Skywalker (+3), Galen Erso/Bodhi Rook (+1) - 157

67. Lando Calrissian/Luke Skywalker - 156 (+1)

68. Aric Jorgan/Republic Trooper - 147 (+4)

69. Obi-Wan Kenobi/Bail Organa - 134 (+1)

70. Arihnda Pryce/Thrawn | Mitth'raw'nuruodo - 133 (0)

71-72. Matt The Radar Technician/You, Corso Riggs/Smuggler - 130 (+2)

73. Wedge Antilles/Tycho Celchu - 123 (+2)

74. Cassian Andor/You - 122 (+2)

75. Cara Dune/The Mandalorian (The Mandalorian TV) - 121 (new on the list!)

76. Luke Skywalker/You - 118 (+3)

77. Anakin Skywalker/You 104 and 10 works tagged only as Darth Vader/Reader - 114 (+7)

78. Obi-Wan Kenobi/Asajj Ventress - 113 (+4)

79. Galen Erso/Lyra Erso - 112 (+1)

80. Kylo Ren/Rey/Ben Solo - 110 (-42)

81. Theron Shan/Sith Warrior - 109 (0)

82. Bounty Hunter/Torian Cadera - 108 (+1)

83. Carth Onasi/Revan - 107 (0)

84-86. Jango Fett/Obi-Wan Kenobi (new on the list!), CT-5597 | Jesse/CT-6116 | Kix (new on the list!), Luke Skywalker/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren (-1) - 105

87. Imperial Agent | Cipher Nine/Theron Shan - 104 (new on the list!)

88-89. Kaydel Ko Connix/Poe Dameron, Owen Lars/Beru Whitesun - 103 (new on the list!)

90. CC-5052 | Bly/Aayla Secura - 102 (new on the list!)

91-92. Gilad Pellaeon/Thrawn | Mitth’raw’nuruodo (0), Obi-Wan Kenobi/Siri Tachi (new on the list!) - 101

93. Jyn Erso/Orson Krennic - 100 (0)

#reylo #HanLeia #obitine #lukemara #codywan #poe x reader #kalluzeb #mando x reader #thranto #gingerrose #star wars #star wars fandom #ao3 stats

[labrats-and-clonetroopers]

Request Guidelines

Fandoms I Write For:

Star Wars 

The Prequels, The Original Trilogy, The Sequels, Rogue One, Solo: A Star Wars Story, Tales of the Jedi, The Clone Wars, Kenobi, Rebels, Andor, The Mandalorian, Darth Plagueis (by James Luceno), Book of Boba Fett, Visions*

Star Trek

Enterprise, Discovery*, The Original Series*, Alternate Original Series, The Next Generation*, Voyager*, Star Trek VI: The Undiscovered Country, Star Trek: Generations, Picard*

Lab Rats, Mighty Med, Lab Rats: Elite Force

Roswell (1999), Roswell High* (by Melinda Metz)

Marvel Cinematic Universe

Captain America, Agents of Shield*, Captain America: The Winter Soldier, Agent Carter, Iron Man, Iron Man 2, Iron Man 3, Avengers: Age of Ultron, WandaVision, Doctor Strange, Guardians of the Galaxy, Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 2, Thor: The Dark World, Avengers, Shang-Chi and the Legend of the Ten Rings

*I have not finished watching all the episodes/movies/read all the books within this series. Thus I may not be familiar with a specific character or context in your request. I will do my best to write your request as best as I can though

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Note: NOT all the types of content I post I will take requests for. Right now, I do takes requests for fan-fiction and head-canons. 

Reader Insert

Reader must be gender neutral and of unspecified sexuality 

No smut/NSFW

No poly relationships

For romantic/potentially romantic inserts, character must be a teenager or adult. Keep requests pertaining to minors age appropriate and no minors x adults. Also, no romantic master x padawan relationships, even if the padawan is an adult.

Character x Character (Romantic)

Only for the following pairings (I do write for a lot more pairings, even ones I don’t like, but these are the few that I feel comfortable enough to take requests for. As time goes on I will update this list, adding to or removing). No smut/NSFW

Jonathan Archer x T’Pol [Star Trek: Enterprise]

Ahsoka Tano [Star Wars] x Chase Davenport [Lab Rats/Elite Force]

Kanan Jarrus x Hera Syndulla [Star Wars: Rebels]

Riyo Chuchi x Commander Fox [Star Wars]

Leo Dooley x Janelle [Lab Rats]

Bree Davenport x Oliver [Lab Rats/Mighty Med/Elite Force]

General/Other

No modern AUs or anything that would erase the sci-fi genre (what if? AUs, fix-it AUs or just canon bending are fine though)

Crossovers between above fandoms are fine.

Requests involving platonic dynamics between characters are also fine.

Please leave your requests in my inbox. They do not have to be given in any particular format. I do have a list of writing prompts (& Writing Prompts List 2, Fall Writing Prompts , Christmas Writing Prompts  ) should you be inclined to use one or more in your request. 

#request guidelines #fanfiction #star wars #star trek #lab rats #mighty med #lab rats: elite force #roswell (1999) #marvel cinematic universe #marvel #roswell tv show #roswell high

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AO3 stats for Star Wars pairings - January the 18th, 2020 (one month after TROS’s release)

Here’s the current list of SW ships with at least 100 fanworks on AO3, excluding platonic relationships (tagged as ‘Character & Character’ instead of Character/Character’) and Official-Character/OC ships.

The brackets show differences between the ranking posted one month ago and the one posted today.

Milestones reached in last month:

-Reylo reached 14,500 works... then it reached 15,000... then 15,500... and then 16,000;

-Kylux reached 13,000 works;

-Stormpilot reached 6,000 works;

-Damerey reached 1,500 works;

-Finnrose reached 900, and then 1,000 works;

-Gingerpilot reached 500 works;

-Reyux reached 400 works;

-Reyrose/Desertrose reached 200 works;

-The Mandalorian x reader/you reached 100 works.

1. Rey/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren 16,147 and 6 works tagged only as Rey/Kylo Ren/Ben Solo - 16,153 (+2,008)

2. Armitage Hux/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren - 13,267 (+321)

3. Poe Dameron/Finn - 6,299 (+652)

4. Cassian Andor/Jyn Erso - 3,843 (+43)

5. Leia Organa/Han Solo - 3,781 (+143)

6. Padmé Amidala/Anakin Skywalker | Darth Vader - 3,132 (+111)

7. Qui-Gon Jinn/Obi-Wan Kenobi - 2,590 (+31)

8. Obi-Wan Kenobi/Anakin Skywalker | Darth Vader - 2,400 (+64)

9. Poe Dameron/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren - 1,792 (+46)

10. Ben Solo | Kylo Ren/You - 1,744 (+102)

11. Finn/Rey (Star Wars) - 1,720 (+64)

12. Poe Dameron/Rey - 1,547 (+188)

13. Chirrut Îmwe/Baze Malbus - 1,446 (+6)

14. Luke Skywalker/Han Solo - 1,228 (+15)

15. Poe Dameron/Finn/Rey - 1,220 (+89)

16. Kanan Jarrus/Hera Syndulla - 1,094 (+26)

17. Finn/Rose Tico - 1,005 (+108)

18. Cassian Andor/Bodhi Rook - 667 (+2)

19. Mara Jade/Luke Skywalker - 653 (+22)

20. Obi-Wan Kenobi/Satine Kryze - 642 (+5)

21. Armitage Hux/You - 630 (+22)

22. Poe Dameron/Armitage Hux - 501 (+51)

23. Poe Dameron/You - 465 (+42)

24. Clan Techie (Dredd)/Matt the Radar Technician - 459 (+4)

25. CC-2224 | Cody/Obi-Wan Kenobi - 430 (+22)

26. Armitage Hux/Rey - 420 (+21)

27. Jessika Pava/Rey - 417 (+7)

28. Padmé Amidala/Obi-Wan Kenobi - 410 (+9)

29. Alexsandr Kallus/Garazeb "Zeb" Orrelios - 377 (+10)

30. Malavai Quinn/Sith Warrior - 376 (+3)

31. Thrawn | Mitth'raw'nuruodo/Eli Vanto - 358 (+16)

32. CT-7567 | Rex/Ahsoka Tano - 346 (+5)

33. Finn/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren - 321 (+11)

34. Padmé Amidala/Obi-Wan Kenobi/Anakin Skywalker - 309 (+1)

35. Armitage Hux/Dopheld Mitaka - 274 (+10)

36. Armitage Hux/Phasma - 264 (+17)

37. Armitage Hux/Rey/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren - 263 (+1)

38. Lando Calrissian/Han Solo - 256 (+4)

39. Barriss Offee/Ahsoka Tano - 254 (+2)

40. Phasma/Rey - 251 (+6)

41. Wedge Antilles/Luke Skywalker - 242 (+10)

42. Leia Organa/Luke Skywalker - 233 (+6)

43-44. Rey/Rose Tico (+24), Phasma/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren (+4) - 219

45. Leia Organa/Luke Skywalker/Han Solo - 217 (+2)

46. Galen Erso/Orson Krennic - 207 (+3)

47. Obi-Wan Kenobi/Darth Maul - 202 (+2)

48-49. Ezra Bridger/Sabine Wren (+6), Bodhi Rook/Luke Skywalker (+4) - 198

50. Bail Organa/Breha Organa - 195 (+2)

51. Obi-Wan Kenobi/CT-7567 | Rex - 194 (+11)

52. Amilyn Holdo/Leia Organa - 180 (+3)

53. Anakin Skywalker/Ahsoka Tano 152 and 23 works tagged only as Ahsoka Tano/Darth Vader - 175 (+8)

54-55. Shara Bey/Kes Dameron (+4), Jedi Knight | Hero of Tython/Theron Shan (+2) - 172

56. The Mandalorian (The Mandalorian TV)/Reader 161 and 5 works tagged only as The Mandalorian (The Mandalorian TV)/You - 166 (new on the list!)

57. Revan/Bastila Shan - 164 (+3)

58. The Jedi Exile/Atton "Jaq" Rand - 157 (+2)

59. Andronikos Revel/Sith Inquisitor - 156 (+1)

60. Galen Erso/Bodhi Rook - 154 (0)

61. Padmé Amidala/Sabé - 153 (0)

62-63. Lando Calrissian/Luke Skywalker (+3), Rey/Luke Skywalker (+1) - 151

64. Armitage Hux/Rose Tico - 149 (+47)

65-66. Cassian Andor/K-2SO (+7), CC-2224 | Cody/CT-7567 | Rex (+5) - 146

67. Aric Jorgan/Republic Trooper - 140 (+2)

68. Kylo Ren/Rey/Ben Solo - 139 (+15)

69. Obi-Wan Kenobi/You - 135 (+3)

70. Obi-Wan Kenobi/Bail Organa - 132 (+1)

71. Corso Riggs/Smuggler - 128 (+3)

72-73. Arihnda Pryce/Thrawn | Mitth'raw'nuruodo (+4), Matt The Radar Technician/You (+2) - 122

74. Cassian Andor/You - 118 (+11)

75. Wedge Antilles/Tycho Celchu - 117 (0)

76. Galen Erso/Lyra Erso - 109 (+1)

77. Bounty Hunter/Torian Cadera - 107 (+3)

78-80. Carth Onasi/Revan (+2), Luke Skywalker/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren (0), Obi-Wan Kenobi/Asajj Ventress (+1) - 104

#star wars #reylo #stormpilot #kylux #damerey #finnrose #gingerpilot #reyrose #reyux #the mandalorian x reader #ao3 stats #fandom stats

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AO3 stats for Star Wars pairings - June the 6th, 2020

Here’s the current list of SW ships with at least 100 fanworks on AO3, excluding platonic relationships (tagged as ‘Character & Character’ instead of Character/Character’) and Official-Character/OC ships.

The brackets show differences between the ranking posted two months ago and the one posted today.

Milestones reached since then:

-Reylo reached 19,000 works... and then it reached 19,500... and then it became the first SW ship that reached 20,000;

-Finnpoe/Stormpilot reached 7,000;

-Anidala reached 3,500;

-Ben/Kylo x reader and Darkpilot reached 2,000;

-Obitine reached 800;

-Hux x reader reached 700;

-Codywan reached 600... and then it reached 700;

-Gingerpilot reached 600;

-Kalluzeb and Mando x reader reached 500;

-Rexsoka reached 400... and then it reached 500;

-Gingerrose reached 400;

-Phux reached 300;

-Obi-Wan x reader and Anisoka/Vadersoka reached 200;

-Sobiwan, Mandomera, Dinpaz/Pazdin, Kytaka, Palpakin and Vector Hyllus x Imperial Agent | Cipher Nine reached 100 and got to this list.

Congratulations to all shippers!

1. Rey/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren 20,408 and 6 works tagged only as Rey/Kylo Ren/Ben Solo - 20,414 (+1,649)

2. Armitage Hux/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren 13,923 and 3 works tagged only as Armitage Hux/Kylo Ren/Ben Solo - 13,926 (+216)

3. Poe Dameron/Finn - 7,130 (+289)

4. Leia Organa/Han Solo - 4,219 (+170)

5. Cassian Andor/Jyn Erso - 3,968 (+44)

6. Padmé Amidala/Anakin Skywalker | Darth Vader - 3,950 (+484)

7. Obi-Wan Kenobi/Anakin Skywalker | Darth Vader - 2,850 (+229)

8. Qui-Gon Jinn/Obi-Wan Kenobi - 2,718 (+80)

9. Ben Solo | Kylo Ren/You - 2,179 (+229)

10. Poe Dameron/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren - 2,021 (+112)

11. Poe Dameron/Rey -1,978 (+130)

12. Finn/Rey (Star Wars) - 1,862 (+47)

13. Chirrut Îmwe/Baze Malbus - 1,484 (+12)

14. Luke Skywalker/Han Solo - 1,327 (+42)

15. Poe Dameron/Finn/Rey - 1,313 (+28)

16. Kanan Jarrus/Hera Syndulla - 1,224 (+79)

17. Finn/Rose Tico - 1,169 (+61)

18. Obi-Wan Kenobi/Satine Kryze - 828 (+105)

19. CC-2224 | Cody/Obi-Wan Kenobi - 796 (+200)

20. Mara Jade/Luke Skywalker - 733 (+27)

21. Armitage Hux/You - 721 (+55)

22. Cassian Andor/Bodhi Rook - 679 (+4)

23. Poe Dameron/Armitage Hux - 625 (+44)

24. Poe Dameron/You - 579 (+66)

25. Alexsandr Kallus/Garazeb "Zeb" Orrelios - 557 (+129)

26. The Mandalorian (The Mandalorian TV)/Reader 542 and 11 works tagged only as The Mandalorian (The Mandalorian TV)/You - 553 (+132)

27. CT-7567 | Rex/Ahsoka Tano - 506 (+110)

28. Thrawn | Mitth'raw'nuruodo/Eli Vanto - 469 (+48)

29. Clan Techie (Dredd)/Matt the Radar Technician - 468 (+2)

30. Padmé Amidala/Obi-Wan Kenobi - 455 (+21)

31. Armitage Hux/Rose Tico - 454 (+140)

32. Armitage Hux/Rey - 443 (+8)

33. Jessika Pava/Rey - 431 (+1)

34. Malavai Quinn/Sith Warrior - 388 (+9)

35. Finn/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren - 349 (+7)

36. Padmé Amidala/Obi-Wan Kenobi/Anakin Skywalker - 345 (+22)

37. Armitage Hux/Phasma - 301 (+18)

38. Armitage Hux/Dopheld Mitaka - 290 (+11)

39. Barriss Offee/Ahsoka Tano - 289 (+21)

40. Armitage Hux/Rey/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren - 271 (+12)

41. Lando Calrissian/Han Solo - 265 (+1)

42. Rey/Rose Tico - 263 (+12)

43. Phasma/Rey - 261 (+1)

44. Wedge Antilles/Luke Skywalker - 257 (+9)

45. Leia Organa/Luke Skywalker - 248 (+7)

46. Obi-Wan Kenobi/Darth Maul - 233 (+20)

47. Phasma/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren - 232 (+6)

48. Obi-Wan Kenobi/CT-7567 | Rex - 231 (+19)

49. Leia Organa/Luke Skywalker/Han Solo - 226 (+2)

50. Obi-Wan Kenobi/You - 222 (+41)

51. Anakin Skywalker/Ahsoka Tano 196 and 24 works tagged only as Ahsoka Tano/Darth Vader - 220 (+30)

52-53. Ezra Bridger/Sabine Wren (+7), Galen Erso/Orson Krennic (+4) - 219

54. Bail Organa/Breha Organa - 218 (+15)

55. Bodhi Rook/Luke Skywalker - 204 (+3)

56. Shara Bey/Kes Dameron - 193 (+8)

57. Amilyn Holdo/Leia Organa - 190 (+2)

58. Jedi Knight | Hero of Tython/Theron Shan - 189 (+5)

59. CC-2224 | Cody/CT-7567 | Rex - 184 (+19)

60. Revan/Bastila Shan - 183 (+9)

61. Cassian Andor/K-2SO - 181 (+11)

62. Padmé Amidala/Sabé - 168 (+7)

63. Cara Dune/The Mandalorian (The Mandalorian TV) - 167 (+46)

64. The Jedi Exile/Atton "Jaq" Rand - 166 (+3)

65. Andronikos Revel/Sith Inquisitor - 163 (-2)

66. Lando Calrissian/Luke Skywalker - 162 (+6)

67. Anakin Skywalker/You 146 and 14 works tagged only as Darth Vader/Reader - 160 (+46)

68. Carth Onasi/Revan - 159 (+52)

69. Rey/Luke Skywalker - 158 (+1)

70. Galen Erso/Bodhi Rook - 157 (0)

71. Aric Jorgan/Republic Trooper - 155 (+8)

72. Arihnda Pryce/Thrawn | Mitth'raw'nuruodo - 142 (+9)

73. Matt The Radar Technician/You - 138 (+8)

74. Obi-Wan Kenobi/Bail Organa - 137 (+3)

75. CT-5597 | Jesse/CT-6116 | Kix - 136 (+31)

76. Wedge Antilles/Tycho Celchu - 135 (+12)

77. Corso Riggs/Smuggler - 133 (+3)

78. CC-5052 | Bly/Aayla Secura - 131 (+29)

79-80. Jango Fett/Obi-Wan Kenobi (+24), Obi-Wan Kenobi/Sabé (new on the list!) - 129

81. Cassian Andor/You - 126 (+4)

82. Luke Skywalker/You - 124 (+6)

83. The Mandalorian (The Mandalorian TV)/Omera (Star Wars) - 119 (new on the list!)

84. Theron Shan/Sith Warrior - 117 (+8)

85. Kylo Ren/Rey/Ben Solo - 116 (+6)

86. Obi-Wan Kenobi/Asajj Ventress - 115 (+2)

87-88. Imperial Agent | Cipher Nine/Theron Shan (+9), Galen Erso/Lyra Erso (+1) - 113

89-90. Obi-Wan Kenobi/Siri Tachi (+10), Bounty Hunter/Torian Cadera (+3) - 111

91. Luke Skywalker/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren - 109 (+4)

92. Owen Lars/Beru Whitesun - 108 (+5)

93. Kaydel Ko Connix/Poe Dameron - 106 (+3)

94-95. The Mandalorian (The Mandalorian TV)/Paz Vizla, Dopheld Mitaka/Kylo Ren - 105 (new on the list!)

96. Sheev Palpatine/Anakin Skywalker 90 and 7 works tagged only as Darth Sidious/Darth Vader and 6 works tagged only as Sheev Palpatine/Darth Vader - 103 (new on the list!)

97. Gilad Pellaeon/Thrawn | Mitth’raw’nuruodo - 101 (0)

98-99. Vector Hyllus/Imperial Agent | Cipher Nine (new on the list!), Jyn Erso/Orson Krennic (0) - 100

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AO3 stats for Star Wars pairings - March the 8th, 2020

Here’s the current list of SW ships with at least 100 fanworks on AO3, excluding platonic relationships (tagged as ‘Character & Character’ instead of Character/Character’) and Official-Character/OC ships.

The brackets show differences between the ranking posted two months ago and the one posted today.

Milestones reached in last month:

-Reylo (Rey/Kylo) reached 16,500 works… then it reached 17,000… and then 17,500;

-Kylux (Kylo/Hux) reached 13,500 works;

-Finnpoe/Stormpilot reached 6,500 works;

-Obikin (Obi-Wan/Anakin) reached 2,500 works;

-The Mandalorian x reader reached 200 works... and later it reached 300;

-Gingerrose (Hux/Rose), Rexobi/Obirex, Sabezra (Sabine/Ezra), Roguejedi (Bodhi/Luke) and Bail/Breha reached 200 works;

-Luke x reader, Theron Shan x Sith Warrior, Anakin/Vader x reader, Gilad x Thrawn and Jynnic (Jyn/Krennic) reached 100 works.

1. Rey/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren 17,720 and 12 works tagged only as Rey/Kylo Ren/Ben Solo - 17,732 (+1,579)

2. Armitage Hux/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren 13,554 (+287) and 3 works tagged only as Armitage Hux/Kylo Ren/Ben Solo - 13,557

3. Poe Dameron/Finn - 6,649 (+350)

4. Leia Organa/Han Solo - 3,937 (+156)

5. Cassian Andor/Jyn Erso - 3,886 (+43)

6. Padmé Amidala/Anakin Skywalker | Darth Vader - 3,309 (+177)

7. Qui-Gon Jinn/Obi-Wan Kenobi - 2,627 (+37)

8. Obi-Wan Kenobi/Anakin Skywalker | Darth Vader - 2,531 (+131)

9. Ben Solo | Kylo Ren/You - 1,842 (+98)

10. Poe Dameron/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren - 1,837 (+45)

11. Finn/Rey (Star Wars) - 1,788 (+68)

12. Poe Dameron/Rey - 1,750 (+203)

13. Chirrut Îmwe/Baze Malbus - 1,465 (+19)

14. Poe Dameron/Finn/Rey - 1,273 (+53)

15. Luke Skywalker/Han Solo - 1,267 (+39)

16. Kanan Jarrus/Hera Syndulla - 1,121 (+27)

17. Finn/Rose Tico - 1,076 (+71)

18. Obi-Wan Kenobi/Satine Kryze - 689 (+47)

19. Mara Jade/Luke Skywalker - 685 (+32)

20. Cassian Andor/Bodhi Rook - 670 (+3)

21. Armitage Hux/You - 641 (+11)

22. Poe Dameron/Armitage Hux - 545 (+44)

23. CC-2224 | Cody/Obi-Wan Kenobi - 494 (+64)

24. Poe Dameron/You - 489 (+24)

25. Clan Techie (Dredd)/Matt the Radar Technician - 464 (+5)

26. Armitage Hux/Rey - 428 (+8)

27-28. Padmé Amidala/Obi-Wan Kenobi (+15), Jessika Pava/Rey (+8) - 425

29. Alexsandr Kallus/Garazeb "Zeb" Orrelios - 399 (+22)

30. Thrawn | Mitth'raw'nuruodo/Eli Vanto - 395 (+37)

31. Malavai Quinn/Sith Warrior - 377 (+1)

32. CT-7567 | Rex/Ahsoka Tano - 367 (+21)

33. Finn/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren - 338 (+17)

34-35. The Mandalorian (The Mandalorian TV)/Reader 312 and 7 works tagged only as The Mandalorian (The Mandalorian TV)/You (+154), Padmé Amidala/Obi-Wan Kenobi/Anakin Skywalker (+11) - 320

36. Armitage Hux/Dopheld Mitaka - 279 (+5)

37. Armitage Hux/Phasma - 275 (+11)

38. Barriss Offee/Ahsoka Tano - 264 (+10)

39. Phasma/Rey - 260 (+9)

40. Lando Calrissian/Han Solo - 259 (+3)

41. Armitage Hux/Rey/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren - 257 (-6)

42-43. Armitage Hux/Rose Tico (+96), Wedge Antilles/Luke Skywalker (+3) - 245

44. Leia Organa/Luke Skywalker - 240 (+7)

45. Rey/Rose Tico - 239 (+20)

46-47. Phasma/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren (+6), Leia Organa/Luke Skywalker/Han Solo (+8) - 225

48. Galen Erso/Orson Krennic - 212 (+5)

49. Obi-Wan Kenobi/Darth Maul - 207 (+5)

50. Obi-Wan Kenobi/CT-7567 | Rex - 206 (+12)

51. Ezra Bridger/Sabine Wren - 205 (+7)

52. Bodhi Rook/Luke Skywalker - 201 (+3)

53. Bail Organa/Breha Organa - 200 (+5)

54-55. Anakin Skywalker/Ahsoka Tano 160 and 23 works tagged only as Ahsoka Tano/Darth Vader (+8), Amilyn Holdo/Leia Organa (+3) - 183

56. Jedi Knight | Hero of Tython/Theron Shan - 181 (+9)

57. Shara Bey/Kes Dameron - 179 (+7)

58. Revan/Bastila Shan - 170 (+6)

59-61. Obi-Wan Kenobi/You (+27), Cassian Andor/K-2SO (+16), Andronikos Revel/Sith Inquisitor (+6) - 162

62. The Jedi Exile/Atton "Jaq" Rand - 158 (+1)

63. Padmé Amidala/Sabé - 157 (+4)

64. Galen Erso/Bodhi Rook - 156 (+2)

65-66. CC-2224 | Cody/CT-7567 | Rex (+9), Lando Calrissian/Luke Skywalker (+4) - 155

67. Rey/Luke Skywalker - 154 (+3)

68. Kylo Ren/Rey/Ben Solo - 152 (+13)

69. Aric Jorgan/Republic Trooper - 143 (+3)

70-71. Arihnda Pryce/Thrawn | Mitth'raw'nuruodo (+11), Obi-Wan Kenobi/Bail Organa (+1) - 133

72-73. Matt The Radar Technician/You (+6), Corso Riggs/Smuggler (0) - 128

74. Wedge Antilles/Tycho Celchu - 121 (+4)

75. Cassian Andor/You - 120 (+2)

76. Luke Skywalker/You - 115 (new on the list!)

77. Galen Erso/Lyra Erso - 111 (+2)

78-79. Theron Shan/Sith Warrior (new on the list!), Obi-Wan Kenobi/Asajj Ventress (+5) - 109

80-82. Anakin Skywalker/You 98 and 9 works tagged only as Darth Vader/Reader (new on the list!), Carth Onasi/Revan (+3), Bounty Hunter/Torian Cadera (0) - 107

83. Luke Skywalker/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren - 106 (+2)

84. Gilad Pellaeon/Thrawn | Mitth’raw’nuruodo - 101 (new on the list!)

85. Jyn Erso/Orson Krennic - 100 (new on the list!)

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