#twin blades and beskar au

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i did some art for the lifeswap au~~~

please click for better quality so you can read my stupid captions cause they made me laugh really hard when i was drawing this

#fun fact if you look closely at sabine's 'sunset' hair you can see her padawan braids!! #it was so fun coming up with sabine's different hair colors here though #because since she's a jedi i wanted the colors to reflect a different character journey for her #oh yeah and that reputation era joke started when makenna suggested i give sabine an Edgy Tattoo and I suggested a snake #and then kenna started singing look what you made me do #and i was like PFF ITS HER REPUTATION ERA #btw everyone who draws should check out adorkastock for their pose reference pictures!!! #twin blades and beskar au #star wars rebels #sabezra #kanera #jessica's art

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MORE LIFESWAP AU INCORRECT QUOTES! CAUSE I'M UNSTOPPABLE!

Sabine: Fight me! Ezra, standing behind her with a knife, a blaster, and a flamethrower: *whispers* Do not. [or, conversely] Ezra: Fight me! Sabine, standing behind him with two lightsabers: *whispers* Do not.

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Ezra: Thought I was meowing back at my Loth-cat for the past hour, but it was just me, Kanan, and Sabine meowing at each other from different rooms in the Ghost.

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[at the beginning] Sabine: Are we really going to let Hera keep Ezra? Kanan: We kept you.

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Sabine, eyes glowing: With great power comes a ton of weird crap you are not prepared to deal with.

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The Armorer: So, how long have you and that girl been together? Ezra: No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. Sabine and I are not together. No. No. The Armorer:  The Armorer: Really? Sixteen ‘nos’? Really?

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Sabine: You’re my best friend, I would do anything for you. Ezra: I want you to eat 3 meals a day and have a decent sleep schedule. Sabine: Absolutely not.

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Ezra, to Sabine: If you don't want me to follow you into fire then DON'T RUN INTO FIRE!

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Vader: You have made a grave mistake, Jedi. Sabine: I make grave mistakes all the time. Everything seems to work out...

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Hera: Is something burning? Kanan, leaning on the counter: Just my love for you. Hera: Kanan, the toaster is literally on fire.

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Ezra: I came out here to attack people and I'm honestly having such a good time right now.

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Ezra: What would your Jedi Master think of me helping you do this? Sabine: Ok, that’s an interesting thought, but hear me out: what if… we ran an experiment where we spent the rest of our lives finding out what happened if we never told her?

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Hera: If the thought of something makes any of you giggle for longer than 15 seconds, you are to assume you’re not allowed to do it.

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Sabine, writing in her diary with a glitter gel pen: I'm losing my sense of humanity. Nothing matters. God is dead. There's blood on my hands.

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Hera: Are you trying to give me an aneurysm? Ezra: Pretty sure we all are. Kanan: I wasn't. Sabine: I was. Okadiah: I was trying to stop them, for your consideration. Chopper: I just cause aneurysms naturally.

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Sabine: You must feel horrible. You've lost everything. Your clan, your heritage, your status as a Mandalorian... Ezra: Thank you for summing that up.

#lifeswap au #twin blades and beskar au #sabezra #kanera #ezra bridger #sabine wren #hera syndulla #kanan jarrus #okadiah garson #incorrect quotes

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Twin Blades and Beskar incorrect quotes

because it has occurred to me that i haven't really posted about TBAB in months so it's time to post more

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Ezra: Yeah, a partner sounds nice, but an ancestral enemy you can make out with in secret sometimes sounds a lot more hardcore.

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Sabine, to the Spectres: I’d die for you. Hera (raised Sabine, knows memes): Then perish. Chopper: You will. Okadiah: Please don’t. Ahsoka: Cool. Ezra: I’d die for you first

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Ezra: I’ve never been in a snowball fight before. I don’t know the rules. Sabine: What? Ezra: Is there a point system, or is it to the death?

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Ahsoka: As a responsible adult- Kanan: *muffled snort of laughter* Ahsoka: …As a responsible adult—

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(the Squad at Space Disneyland, in the teacups) Hera, Kanan, and Okadiah: *spinning a little and talking* Ahsoka, Sabine, and Ezra: *flying past them, spinning as fast as they can, screaming*

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Sabine: I’m not like other girls. I’m way, way worse.

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Okadian: Oh, so you two are getting along very… cordial now? Sabine: Cordial? Nah, we're friends. Okadiah: Friends? Sabine: Yeah. After Hera made us stop fighting, we got to talking. Seems like we have some common interests. Ezra: We both love butterflies. Okadiah: Aww– Ezra: And beating people up. Okadiah: Oh, okay.

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Ezra: Sabine is mad at me, and I'm not sure why. Hera: Okay, did you talk before she got upset? Ezra: …yes? Hera: That's probably it.

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Ezra: Hoodie pockets are so great. I can fit like three sandwiches and a thermal detonator in there and my hands are still warm.

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Sabine: Hey, Hera, are you ever gonna have kids? Hera: … Hera: Does looking over you and the others not seem like I already do? Because I promise you, it sure feels like it. Sabine: But we're not your childr- Hera, already distracted: EZRA, PUT THE FIRE DOWN!

#twin blades and beskar au #lifeswap au #incorrect quotes

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EVEN MORE TBAB AU QUOTES

Sabine, T-posing in the doorway: Greetings, Hera. Hera, not looking up from her caf: Good morning, problem child. --- Sabine: You’ve got to learn to love yourself. Ezra: But don't you hate yourself? Sabine: Yeah, but this is about you. Stay focused. --- Okadiah, looking at the Spectres: Okay, so I need to become a therapist faster. ---

Ezra: Did Hera let you get a tattoo?? Sabine: This isn't a tattoo, it's a birthmark. Kanan: I've known you since you were ten and that was never there before. Sabine: Yes it was, you've just never seen me from the left side until now. --- Leia: Why are we friends? Ezra: Poor decisions on your part. --- Okadiah: *Watching Kanan and Hera together* Okadiah: They're cute. I would put them on a boat. Sabine: You mean... you ship them? --- Ezra: In case you haven’t noticed, I’m weird. I’m a weirdo. I don’t “fit in” and I don’t WANT to fit in. Have you ever seen me without my helmet on? That’s weird. --- Ezra: Bad news—Ahsoka locked us outside of the Phantom. Ezra: Good news—we didn’t have to wait around for Hera to come pick us up. Ezra: Bad news—Okadiah finds it very concerning that I know how to hack a ship's lock, and tried to unlock my Tragic Backstory(TM). I was too embarrassed to admit that the reason I learned it was because, at thirteen, I figured that was the kind of skill that would impress cute girls. Ezra: Good news—a cute girl saw me do it. Ezra: Bad news—it was Sabine, and since she’s already seen me fall out of several trees, cry because I saw an abandoned baby Loth-kitten, walk around with a dish towel over my head, and knows I listen to the Mission: Impossible theme inside my helmet during missions, she’ll never think I’m cool no matter what I do. It’s too late. She knows. --- Hera: I don’t need to touch grass, I need the fall of capitalism. --- Kanan, singing: I don’t want a lot for Life Day, there is just one thing I need— Ezra: A family who doesn't disappear. Sabine: Mental stability. Ahsoka: Revenge. Chopper, from the comm system: A corporeal body. Kanan: Kanan: Can you chill for, like, two seconds— --- Sabine: Next time I get possessed, I’m just gonna be like, “Okay, take it from here, good luck sis.” --- Hera, holding a rock: Kanan just gave this to me and said "I feel like you deserve the moon but all I can give you is a rock". Ahsoka: If you don't marry him, I will. --- Sabine: Hera? I mixed redbull with caf and now I can see sounds, should I worry? Hera: Padawan, I swear to the Force— --- Ezra: I didn’t even realize how sarcastic I was being. It’s starting to become a problem, I think. --- Hera: You kidnapped Prince Organa? That’s illegal! Sabine: But Hera, what’s more illegal? Briefly inconveniencing Prince Organa, or giving up on this mission? Hera: Kidnapping Prince Organa, Sabine!!! Ahsoka: Hera, listen. These kids are counting on you to inspire them! Hera: What, to kidnap people?!?! Ahsoka: To work together! Hera: TO KIDNAP PEOPLE?!?!?!?! Ezra: Hera, we all agreed a politician is not a people.

#twin blades and beskar au #lifeswap au #kanera #sabezra #incorrect quotes

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17!!! (my favorites random number besides 83)

Ooh, good choice!

17. Twin Blades and Beskar (the lifeswap AU!)

“Ezra, wait a second.” He stops on the ramp of the Ghost and turns around. “Yeah?” Sabine takes a breath, putting her words together before she says them aloud. “I’m sorry I made fun of your Creed. It’s a little weird to me, but I shouldn’t have laughed at it.” He looks at her silently, unreadably. “Nu baatir,” he says, finally. She looks away from him, sticking her hands in her pockets. “I have… no idea what that means.” “It means, don’t worry about it.” “Oh. Okay.” They stand in silence for another moment, and then Ezra slowly walks down the ramp until he’s standing in front of her. “I’m sorry I laughed at your Code, Sabine,” he says, and even his modulator can’t keep the genuine sound out of his voice. “Your magic—” “Not magic,” she mutters, rolling her eyes. Ezra corrects himself, to her surprise. “Your Force is strange to me, but I should respect it anyway.” “Well… I accept your apology,” Sabine replies, and then holds out her hand to him. He clasps it and shakes, once. Then Ezra clears his throat and lets go, awkwardly. “I’m, uh. I’m gonna go tell Hera about the meilooruns, okay?” Nearly tripping on his own feet, he scurries up the ramp into the Ghost, muttering something about “stupid wizard girl.” “I heard that, tin can!” Sabine yells at his back.

#lifeswap au #twin blades and beskar au #sabezra #Thank you for the ask!! :D

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For the ask game: 17 and 29

Sorry this took so long to answer! But I wrote some bits slightly longer than average to make up for it! :)

17. Twin Blades And Beskar

“I never should have agreed to train her, Kanan,” Hera says, pain in her voice. “I should have just let her powers fade. I wasn’t even a Padawan when the Order fell. I don’t have the knowledge I need.” Kanan’s tone is gentle when he replies, and though Ezra can’t see Kanan from where he’s hiding, he can imagine the pilot gently putting his hand on Hera’s arm. “Hera, you’ve been raising Sabine since you were practically still a child, and you’ve done an incredible job. And—and even if you don’t have the knowledge to train her to be a Jedi, Luminara can help with that part, once we break her out.” “I don’t know about that,” Hera murmurs, a strange inflection in her voice. Kanan must notice it, too. “What? Why?” “Sabine… struggles. Master Unduli might think it’s better to—to stop training her, than to risk a Fall.” Ezra frowns, confused. A Fall? What’s that supposed to mean? “But I know Sabine won’t accept that,” Hera continues. “She’ll teach herself, and she’ll be in even more danger if she does.”

29. Graveyards and ghost towns (and other stuff you wouldn't expect to be bonding experiences but were anyway) (AKA the Dumpsterverse sequel!)

“I’m only broke for now,” Ezra insisted, swinging to the next bar and craning his neck to look down at her. “What if I’m a millionaire someday?” Sabine kicked at the wood chips underfoot, matching his pace as he crossed the monkey bars. “You could be a billionaire and I still wouldn’t marry you for your money.” “Well, obviously, because billionaires have unethical business practices and you hate capitalism.” Ezra pondered it for a second. “What about the tax breaks? We’d basically be cheating the government out of money, but legally. You like cheating the government.” “Very tempting,” Sabine said sarcastically. “Still no.” “Okay, but—” Ezra strained to kick his feet up to hook around another bar, and then he let go, hanging upside-down in front of her. “What if I got really good health insurance?” She avoided looking at him, because she knew she’d laugh if she met his eyes. “Yeah, I’m unconvinced.” “Darn it,” he said, clearly trying just as hard as she was not to burst into uncontrollable giggling. “I really thought I’d get you with the health insurance thing.”

#thank you for the ask!! #twin blades and beskar au #lifeswap au #dumpsterboy and the technicolor girl #sabezra #the dumpsterverse

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So This Was A Little More Angsty Than I Recalled...

We’re probably both going to be bruised black and blue by the time this is over, Ezra thinks, blocking a hard swing and throwing it right back. The sun was setting when they started, and it’s nearly dark now.

Sabine’s eyes glow too gold for comfort in the dusky night. Just like he has every day for the last month, he bites his tongue and holds back his questions.

Hera and Zeb won’t tell him about whatever happened to Sabine on Malachor, Kanan and Okadiah are as lost as Ezra is, and if Ahsoka knows anything, she’s not telling. When Ezra brought it up to Mom and Dad, they just told him to be there for Sabine.

He’s been trying.

Sabine has not been cooperating.

So after a month of being there with no success, Ezra gave up and decided that it was time for some non-optional friendship bonding time, but even his best efforts at finding a so-bad-it’s-good holofilm like they used to watch together, even after making some really good movie snacks, all for her, she sulked and complained the whole time, being so—so—infuriating that before he knew it, they were yelling in each others’ faces about tropes.

Ezra stopped yelling, stopped the film, took her by the arm, dragged her outside into the Atollon landscape, and said that they were going to beat the crap out of each other.

(For Mandalorians, sparring is training, recreation, and even courtship. He figured… maybe it would work as therapy, too?)

He doesn’t feel bad about throwing the first punch, because she hit back twice as hard. Ezra thinks his lip is split from a hard hit to the front of his helmet, and Sabine’s knuckles are scraped raw and bloody. They circle each other, slower now than when they started. Her hair has blown out of her braid and sticks to her face in the heat.

It’s a little bit pretty, but now definitely isn’t the right time to think about that.

Sabine rolls one shoulder—he thinks it’s where he landed a decent punch.

“Had enough, tin can?” she demands, but the tension has started to drain from her body and she sounds a little closer to playful than he thought she could ever be again.

“Not if you’ve still got that attitude, wizard girl.”

“You’re gonna regret that,” Sabine warns. She settles into a stance, rocking a little, coiled like a spring.

“Probably,” Ezra agrees.

She draws a breath, and Ezra must have blinked or something, because in the space of an instant, she’s flown at him. He can barely see her in the dark and even the night vision in his helmet doesn’t help.

But he has a split second of advantage. In pure chance, she overextends, and he slams into her, sending them both tumbling through the Atollon dust.

She’s up on her feet again right away—or at least she would be, but Ezra snags her wrist, and drags her back down, flipping over so she’s neatly pinned beneath him.

All he needs is a knife to hold to her throat and it would be a near-perfect replica of the scene in the holofilm that started their stupid fight in the first place.

Sabine doesn’t say anything. She just lies on her back in the dust, looking up at him with the eyes that always seemed to see through his mask, but now they don’t look like they’re seeing anything. He hopes she’s processing her emotions and not disassociating.

Ezra is about to move off of her when something catches his eye, and he brushes some of her hair away from her face. It clings—not with sweat, but with blood. There’s a cut on her cheek.

“Did I hurt you?” he breathes, not sure what he’s even saying, and he draws away.

Flying up, her hand seizes his wrist, gripping painfully tight, even as her sharpening gaze fixes right where his eyes would be.

Ezra swallows dryly. The look she gives him is making him feel a thousand things that he doesn’t really want to sort out, now or ever.

“Sabine?” he asks. “What…”

He trails off. Her thumb slides to the little space between his glove and his sleeve, pulling the cloth back. Never looking away from his face, she pulls his arm up and softly kisses the pulse of his wrist.

“You’re dangerous, Ezra,” she smiles, breath on his skin.

Then, like the Spectre she is, Sabine is gone.

#ezra and sabine: this is a perfectly normal way to handle our traumas and requited but unacknowledged feelings for each other! #yeah so Sabine still has trauma but it's DIFFERENT trauma so she's slightly better at admitting she has feelings #ezra on the other hand... #'don't be ridiculous i have no feelings whatsoever for sabine. sure i would die for her. that doesn't mean anything.' #(he's secretly afraid that his adoptive buire are still alive and will be not-mad-just-disappointed that he's crushing on a jedi) #but sabine isn't entirely emotionally healthy either and due to her Specific Trauma she tends to swing back and forth #between shutting down/completely ignoring him and basically saying to his face #that the only reason she hasn't pinned him to the wall ripped his helmet off and kissed him senseless is that she respects his creed #which; as you can imagine; is a little confusing for ezra! but it's okay he doesn't need answers this is fine he hAS NO FEELINGS #and okadiah (the only Emotionally Competent person on the Ghost) is watching them like #'i'm no therapist but if i may offer some advice—' #FUN FACT I FINALLY FIGURED OUT WHO TO SWAP ZEB WITH #so he's a jedi and Fulcrum! and Ahsoka was a royal guard to the queen of Shili! #and chopper died instead of okadiah BUT he's a droid so they installed his memory in the Ghost and now he lives in the ceiling #until they can find him a new droid body #twin blades and beskar au #lifeswap au #sabezra

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Princess Bride: Kanera Edition and Twin Blades and Beskar for the WIP ask game please!!

Sure thing!!!

Hera clutched his hands tightly, lacing their fingers together and breathing out a sad sigh. “I don’t want you to go, Caleb.” “And I don’t want to leave you,” Caleb replied, resting his forehead against hers. “But I’ll see you again, Hera. Mother and I won’t be gone long.” “It’s dangerous. The sea voyage—there’s always pirates in those waters, you could be killed, or—” He silenced her, gently, with a kiss. “Pirates can’t stop true love, can they? Hera shook her head fondly. “Sap. Go on, or you’ll be late. But—don’t forget to come back to me.” He smiled. “As you wish, Hera.”

And, Twin Blades And Beskar, feat. Mando-Ezra and Okadiah Garson!

“I wouldn’t do that, lad, if I were you.” Ezra jumps and turns around, almost going for his blaster. A white-haired man leans in the doorway of the room, arms crossed. “Sabine doesn’t take kindly to people in her room.” The man raises an eyebrow. “Or touching her things.” Sabine? Her name is Sabine? Ezra holds up the metal cylinder, letting the pinkish glow shine off his unpainted armor. “This is a lightsaber. A Jedi weapon.” The old man’s kindly face dims a little, and he tilts his head in an unspoken command to put it down and get out. “Maybe. Maybe not.” Deciding it isn’t worth a debate, Ezra sets it down on the table beside its twin and steps out of the room. “She’s a Jedi, isn’t she?” “Questions make trouble, my boy.” The man puts a hand on Ezra’s shoulder. “Be careful what you ask.”

#yes sabine has pink lightsabers. of course she has pink lightsabers. #Thanks for the ask!! :) :) #kanera #the princess bride: kanera edition #twin blades and beskar au #fic snippet #fic sneak peek

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Behold, another fic snippet!! (It's a sequel to this one.)

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Sabine stumbles as she rematerializes in a burst of light—it gets easier every time she does it, but she’s still terribly out of practice—slamming one hand against the wall to catch herself.

She looks around. She’d been aiming for somewhere inside the Ghost, anywhere inside the Ghost, anywhere that wasn’t right there.

She’s landed in Ezra’s room.

Of course she has.

Ezra.

Ezra, Ezra, Ezra.

That’s all anything is these days.

The one trying to get her out of her room and into daylight. The one looking worried whenever she’s spent longer than usual conferring with the holocron. The one telling her not to listen to the voices in her head. The one going out of his way to make sure she eats at least one meal a day.

The one, when it came down to it, keeping her from self-destructing.

“Did I hurt you?” his voice echoes, and she feels his phantom fingers trace over her cheek. She can feel the sticky blood from the little cut, now that she thinks about it.

He cared.

He cared if he hurt her, even if the whole point of their fight had been for them to beat each other up until she’d burned off her steam.

And Sabine?

Sabine wants to be cared about.

It’s weakness, she knows it’s weakness, but she is so—so—tired. She is tired of being strong. She is tired of digging deeper and deeper into the Darkness and she is tired of falling back into her old arts.

Did I hurt you, he had asked, sounding truly afraid that he had.

And she’d grabbed him by the arm, and impulsively brushed her lips against his wrist.

You’re dangerous, Ezra.

Sabine sighs and runs her fingers along one of her paintings on the wall as the decrepit crones haunting her speak up again, clamoring over the block she’s tried to put on them.

You’re attracted to him, aren’t you?!

You’ve never even seen his face!

He’s so young. So immature.

His idea of dealing with trauma is a fistfight!

Come home to us, sweet one, and we’ll give you a prettier boy.

One who cares enough to show you his face, hm?

Sabine blocks them out as best as she could.

It doesn’t matter if she sees his face or not. Blind people fall in love without ever seeing the other person’s face, right?

And she isn’t even in love.

She just… thinks he looked… good. In that one particular moment. That’s all.

Except that isn’t all, because it’s also the way he laughs sometimes, not a smug chuckle or a wry snort but a soft laugh that was gentle and good. It’s the way he goes out after her when her Force-hazes get the better of her and she wanders off into the Atollon desert to commune with the murder spiders, and she would come back to herself and find him guiding her by the hand or sometimes even carrying her back to their base.

It’s the way he’s gentle with her—and the way he’s downright murderous with anyone who threatens her.

I can take care of myself, she had told him once.

Not if I take care of you first, he’d said, and it sounded like a joke, but he had meant it.

Everything feels so big. It’s too much, and if she doesn’t get it out of her, she knows she will just make things worse.

Sabine needs to vent.

She needs a friend.

But other than Ezra, she has none, and she can’t tell this to any of the rest of the crew. It would mean telling—or at least hinting at—just how far she’s been dipping into the darkness.

So what can she do?

Maybe I have no friends to talk to, she realizes, inhaling quickly, but I don’t need a friend, do I? Just someone who will listen.

She casts out with her presence and finds no one in the hall, so she slips across into her new room. Ever since Malachor, she’s stopped sharing a room with Hera, and instead moved her things into Ahsoka’s room.

The holocron is right where she left it, and she sends it spinning open with a flick of her hand and a twist of Darkness.

Hello, child.

“How do I find someone?”

To the point, as always.

She ignores the commentary. “I need to track down a specific person. I don’t know where they are, but they’re a powerful Force-user who is strong with the Dark side. Can you help me find them?”

And who is this Dark acolyte? A friend?

“An acquaintance. An… enemy, but… not an enemy. I have to talk to them.”

Who is it, Sabine?

Sabine takes a breath.

She sighs.

“I need to find the Emperor’s Hand.”

#some hints at Sabine's backstory here!! #ngl her slow backstory revelation is one of the things I'm most excited for in this AU!! #well. that and the Living Waters scene. i'm also jazzed about that one. but you don't know about it yet :) #oh yeah and the part of the au where i accidentally stole the plot of anastasia! that too #and the Helmetless Scene obviously #okay okay so i guess there's several things i'm excited about lol #the scene after this one is like total crack because it's sabine pouring out her Issues while she sits in a bar and eats space m&ms #and the sith acolyte she's rambling to is just like '...that's rough buddy.' #fic snippet #fic sneak peek #twin blades and beskar au #sabezra

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Paint Bombs and Twin Blades 😊😊

Ooh, two in one deal!!

This is a bit from Paint Bombs that I like to call "that awkward moment when your kid brother spills ALL the beans"! It's kind of long, but i couldn't decide on a good spot to cut it off.

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And just when Ezra thought things couldn’t get any more awkward, Jacen burst into tears.

The people closest to them stopped talking, then started again, a little louder like they were trying to ignore the sound of the sobbing child.

Sabine inhaled sharply, looking concerned. “What’s wrong, vorpan’ika?”

But Jacen just shook his head, over and over, and clung to Sabine when Mother tried to take him back, sobbing the whole time.

“What’s wrong with him?” Carthage asked, nose crinkled like the sight of a crying child let off a bad odor.

Ezra shook his head. “I don’t know. He’s probably just tired.”

“Well, can’t you make it stop? It’s undignified.”

“Carthage!” she hissed, glaring. “Be nice!”

He rolled his eyes, then smiled in a way that Ezra found a little unsettling in how it almost looked real.

“What seems to be the issue, young fellow?” Carthage asked Jacen, who had his face hidden in Sabine’s shoulder as he sniffled.

“You!”

The conversation around them went dead silent at the wail, and this time, it didn’t start again.

“Jacen!” Mother gasped, flushing verdant in embarrassment, and Ezra winced, but Carthage seemed a little amused.

“I’m the issue?”

“You’re not tupposed t’ marry Bee! Bee’s tupposed t’ marry Zez!”

…what?!

For a second, the shock was so much that Ezra couldn’t find a word to say, and Sabine chuckled nervously as pink crept up her cheeks.

“Jay-jay, that was—that was just an old joke my father would make, there was nothing in it! There was never—your brother and I never had any—understanding—”

But Jacen was undeterrable. “You did! You did have an un’ner‘tanding! I know you did!”

Carthage laughed, reaching out and ruffling Jacen’s hair. “You have quite the imagination, don’t you?”

“Do not! Do not, do not, do NOT!” Jacen hollered, kicking his feet, glaring at Carthage, and just generally making A Scene.

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And, here's a little bit from TBAB!

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There’s a clatter of footsteps and they both hear Ezra’s voice, calling out as he moves through the Ghost.

“ ‘Scuse me! Coming through! Sorry—sorry, gotta—”

He gets closer and closer, and Sabine bites back her smile more and more. Hera definitely knows what’s going on, and Sabine gives up, grinning down at the floor.

Finally, the Ghost’s resident Mandalorian appears at the top of the bay, and she schools her expression into a calm smile. “Hey, Sabine.”

She looks up. “Ready to go?”

“Where are you two off to?” Hera asks as Sabine jumps up.

“We’re going on an artventure,” Sabine explains, grabbing her satchel from the corner of the bay as Ezra slides down the ladder with a clatter of armor.

“Is that what kids nowadays are calling dates?” Hera teases. Ezra laughs it off awkwardly, but his helmet can’t hide the little fizzles of emotion coming off of him.

“Nope, it’s where we vandalize the scenery!” Sabine retorts, moving to go out the hangar door, her cohort right behind her. “Catch you later, oh esteemed Jedi Master!”

“Have fun, stay safe, don’t get eaten by the spiders!” Hera calls after them as they rush off into the Atollon sunset.

#thanks for the ask!! #star wars medieval au #twin blades and beskar au #sabezra

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I Am A Little Addicted To The Incorrect Quote Maker.

Anyway. Twin Blades And Beskar (Lifeswap) AU?

Inquisitor: Well, aren’t you all a rag-tag group of adventurers with unclear goals and good hearts! Oh, let me guess: you’re out to save the galaxy! Kanan: Well, actually, that sounds like a pretty fair assessment. Sabine: More or less, I guess... Ahsoka: That sounds awesome! Let’s do that! Ezra: I’m new here, but I am open to the concept. Hera: I thought that’s what we were doing, guys, come on!

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Sabine: My aesthetic is "would be suspected of witchcraft by small town citizens."

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Ahsoka: Throw lamps at people who need to lighten up, and throw handles at someone who needs to get a grip. Kanan: Throw a refrigerator at someone who needs to chill. Sabine: Throw scissors at someone who needs to cut it out! Hera: Throw a clock at someone who needs to get with the times! Okadiah: Throw matches at someone who needs to get fired up! Ezra: Throw a brick at someone to kill them!

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Ahsoka, making coffee: This is going to fix everything.

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Sabine: Rules were made to be broken. Kanan: They were made to be followed. Nothing is made to be broken. Ahsoka: Uh, piñatas. Chopper: Glow sticks. Ezra: Karate boards. Hera: Spaghetti when you have a small pot. Sabine: Rules. Kanan:

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Ezra: I hope no one lowkey hates me. Ezra: Highkey hate me. Hate me with every fiber of your being. Ezra: Go big or go home.

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Chopper: Drink your school, stay in sleep, don't do milk, and get 8 hours of drugs.

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Hera: Just be yourself. Sabine: Really? Hera, I have one day to win over Ezra’s clan! Sabine: How long did it take for you guys to like me? Okadiah: Couple of weeks. Kanan: Six months. Chopper: Jury’s still out. Sabine: See Hera? ‘Just be yourself,’ what kind of garbage advice is that?!

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Okadiah: Imagine if someone handed you a box full of all the things you lost throughout your life. Ahsoka: It would be nice to have my sense of purpose back… Hera: Oh wow, my childhood innocence! Thank you for finding this. Ezra: My will to live! I haven't seen this in years. Kanan: I knew I lost that potential somewhere. Sabine: Mental stability, my old friend! Okadiah: Force, could you lighten up a little?

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Ezra: Of course I have a lot of pent-up rage, you fool! I've been the same height since I was twelve!

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Okadiah: If you got arrested what would be the charges? Ahsoka: Theft. Hera: Disturbing the peace. Kanan: Aggravated assault. Sabine: Arson. Ezra: All of the above. In that order, probably.

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Ezra: So, what’s Sabine's type? Kanan: Awkward, overprotective, oblivious, terrible sense of humor, Mandalorian. Ezra: Sounds kind of like me. Too bad she loathes me. Kanan: Did I mention oblivious? Ezra: Yeah, why? Kanan: Just making sure.

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Sabine: If I die, you can have what little I own. Ezra: Wait. What do you mean "if" you die? Sabine: My unending existence is fuelled by pure spite, that of which the painful experiences of life have rendered me full. Ezra: Ezra: *Sighs* Let me call your Master again.

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Chopper: All of your existences are confusing. The Spectres: How so? Chopper: Your presence is annoying, but the thought of anything bad happening to any of you upsets me.

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Kanan: If you put 'violently' in front of anything to describe your action, it becomes funnier. Kanan: Violently pilots. Hera: Violently lightsaber trains. Ahsoka: Violently sleeps. Sabine: Violently raises the dead. Ezra: Violently murders people. Okadiah: Violently worries about the previous two statements.

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Sabine: Sometimes I wonder if I’m hearing voices. Sabine: Then I remember that’s the last bit of sanity I have trying to get me to fall asleep at a reasonable time.

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*The squad's reaction to being told they're the chosen one* Hera: I will not let you down. Ahsoka: Sounds fun. Kanan: K. Sabine: Like kriff I am. Okadiah: Do I have to be? Ezra: Please manda I am so tired

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*after a perilous life-or-death escape/rescue* Sabine: Oh, gods, I could just kiss you right now. Ezra: ... Ezra: Neat. *later* Ezra, lying face down on his bunk: I said "Neat," Kanan. Who says neat? It's not neat to say neat but I said it anyways because I'm kriffing stupid. Kanan, reading a book: Don't beat yourself up too much, kid. Everyone gets nervous sometimes. Did Oke ever tell you what I did when Hera confessed her love for me? Ezra: Didn't you thank her? Kanan: *closes the book and looks at the ceiling* I thanked her.

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Kanan: I have met some of the most insufferable people. But they also met me.

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Ezra: Capitalizing every word in a sentence is vomit inducing. Sabine: Enjoy Your Trip To Puke Land, Boy!

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Hera: I think my guardian angel drinks.

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Ezra: The only thing I'm guilty of is being adorable... ...and also assault with a deadly weapon.

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Sabine, at the slightest provocation: I came into this galaxy screaming and covered in someone else's blood and I'm not afraid to leave the same way.

#twin blades and beskar au #sabezra #incorrect quotes #jedi sabine wren #mandalorian ezra bridger #i am going to be so insufferable with this incorrect quote thing you have no idea

[jessicas-pi]

May I have "Heraaaaa, the kids are fighting agaaaaaain"? Also, for the send you a word one, smirk?

HEEHEEHEE

All RIGHT!!! Here's Fighter Flight in the Twin Blades And Beskar AU, except Zeb and Ezra aren't the ones arguing here...

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“Hera, the kids are fighting again.”

Hera sighs and stands up. “Thanks, Ahsoka.”

Ahsoka two-finger salutes and passes down the hallway as Hera heads towards the kitchen. Voces—and the smell of burned food—become distinct.

“—ruined breakfast!”

“Well next time, don’t distract me!”

“It’s not my fault your Jetii powers aren't even able to keep a pancake from burning!”

“The Force doesn’t work that way, stupid!”

“Reaaaallly? Maybe the Force just wasn’t with you today.”

“Maybe you should shut up.”

“You know, it’s not the Jedi way to get angry.”

“Don’t shoot your mouth off about things you don’t understand. You might not like what happens.”

“Ooh, what are you gonna do? Use your magic on me?”

“I’ll show you magic, tin can—”

“Sabine!” Hera yells, sprinting the last three steps into the kitchen. Her Padawan is leaning towards their newest crewmember, fists clenched, eyes flashing with fury. “Kids, what is going on?”

“She burned the pancakes!”

“He was making fun of me!”

They both start yelling at each other again as Hera watches in exasperation.

“Okay—okay—ENOOOOUGH!”

They shut up instantly, and Hera does some quick thinking.

“You’ve both proved that you’re incompetent chefs, and frankly, I don’t trust either of you around knives right now! So, forget making breakfast.”

Sabine smirks and tries to brush past Hera in the doorway. “I’m fine with that.”

Hera takes her arm and pulls her back inside. “Instead, I want the two of you to go get takeout and bring it back.”

“Really?” they whine together, and then glare at each other, like it’s a crime to work in synchronization.

“Really. I’ll go write down what everyone wants, and you can take a speeder and go into town. There’s a little diner. Order to-go and get back here while the food’s still hot. This is non-negotiable,” she adds, when Sabine starts to object.

Hera pulls out a datapad and walks away before they can argue more, making a round through the ship and collecting orders from Kanan, Ahsoka, and Oke. Finally she jots down what she wants—and, after a moment of thought, adds at the very end:

And don’t come back without a meiloorun!

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ANNND, I went looking for the word smirk and I just so happened to find this bit from the Modern AU!

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Glancing up at the boys, Sabine saw Zeb had a troublemaking smirk on his face, clearly expecting something to happen, while Ezra was going through all five stages of grief at once.

#twin blades and beskar au #thank you for the ask!!! :) #jedi sabine wren #mandalorian ezra bridger #dumpsterboy and the technicolor girl #star wars #star wars rebels #sabine wren #ezra bridger #hera syndulla #zeb orrelios #the dumpsterverse

[jessicas-pi]

girl help this AU is getting out of control

#jessica's writing nonsense #twin blades and beskar au

[jessicas-pi]

#polls #twin blades and beskar au #lifeswap au #making this poll a WEEK long so I have time to savor the anticipation and self reblog obnoxiously :)

[jessicas-pi]

Oooh I’ve been wanting to hear more about Twin Blades and Bessarabia for a while!! It looks so interesting :)

Oh, I'd be delighted to share!! Here's a scene from a chapter I'm calling "Always Two There Are, Except For When The Emperor's Hand Third-Wheels, In Which Case There's Obviously Three"

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Sabine glares straight ahead, jaw set in anger, as the Inquisitor paces back and forth. They move slowly, almost cat-like.

They won’t find Ezra, she tells herself. Or Ahsoka.

The Inquisitor huffs impatiently, and sits down on the floor in front of Sabine.

“Hi,” they say casually, after a minute. Their voice is warped by the helmet.

Sabine swallows her rage, refusing to lash out at their cavalier attitude. She’s a good Jedi. She is. She can be like Hera taught her.

She can be better than she was.

There’s a commotion outside the door, and it slides open. Another Inquisitor stalks in, a limp form hung over her shoulder. Sabine chokes on a cry of anger as beskar clashes into durasteel—the Inquisitor roughly throws Ezra’s body down next to Sabine.

He’s alive, but with the beskar shielding him, she can’t get any other read on him.

She’s never wanted to pull his helmet off more, but she knows how important it is to him that he keeps his creed. There are… other ways, she could reach into his presence. Ways she could help, ways that—maybe—she could heal, if something is wrong.

She can’t do those, either.

Some things would be so much simpler if they didn’t have their rules—helmets: yes, Dark side: no.

#thank you for the ask!! #twin blades and beskar au #fic snippet

[jessicas-pi]

Fanwork creators self rec! When you get this, reply with your five favorite fics/art/podfics/etc. that you've made, then pass on to others. Let’s spread the self-love! 💖💖

Ooh, yay! :D

oh, how to pick, how to pick...

Ok, #1 is obvious. It's the Time Heals 'Verse (76k words, not completed yet) It's a time travel fic where a warrior artist is yoinked back about 25ish years into the past and gets adopted by a mythical mysterious legendary shadow monster and the most stressed out man in the galaxy. Also, there's a clone named Shipper.

The rest, in no particular order...

#2. 2AM pancakes (and other kinda romantic moments) (9k words, completed) This is a sabezra modern AU oneshot and it has possibly my favorite love confession I've ever written. Also, there's dancing in the rain. and pining. so much pining.

#3. the Teenage Rebellion AU! (22k words, not completed yet) Wherein Ezra and Mara and several other characters are Inquisitors, Sabine is political guest (aka hostage) on Coruscant and has questionable taste in men, Tristan ran off with the Rebels, Luke is a Naberrie, and Leia Has Beef!

#4. Sabine Wren's Guide to the Mythical and Mysterious: On Merfolk Kisses, The Untimely Occurrences And Interruptions Thereof (16k words, completed) A Mythical Creatures AU, where Sabine and Ezra cuddle, read each other's diaries, and make fun of their past selves. I'm most proud of the worldbuilding in this one cause there is a LOT of it!

#5. Hmmm... Oh, so hard to choose one last one! But, okay, I'm gonna cheat a little and say it's either my medieval royalty AU or the lifeswap AU, neither of which are posted but I have plenty of rambles and snippets shared on Tumblr!

#the time heals 'verse #dumpsterboy and the technicolor girl #the dumpsterverse #the teenage rebellion au #merfolk au #lifeswap au #twin blades and beskar au #star wars medieval au