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In Crimson Punch I realized we haven’t seen too too much of Anakin and Ahsoka interacting. Has their relationship changed at all since Anakin has been meeting with Mo-gan and working shit out or since he’s become more balanced? Does Ahsoka notice the change in him? Does Anakin also try to spend more time with his daught-I mean Padawan? I’m just always here for more Snips and Skyguy content.

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If there was one
thing Ahsoka did not expect when she had shipped out again with
Skyguy and Master Obi-Wan, it was for said master to drop himself
like a bag of tubers beside her at mealtime when he came back from
negotiation with the locals but than again, you couldn’t always
guess what the future brought and that was exactly what was going on.

“I’m going to
let you in on a little secret dear Ahsoka.” Obi-Wan said in a sage
mood as he dropped down beside her in the little ring of troopers she
had been chatting with, throwing his arm around her and…did he
smell of booze?

Yes, yes he had a
bit of booze breath going on.

Well this was going
to be interesting she figured as she gazed at the human staring at
her seriously. “Yes Master Obi-Wan, and what is that?” She raised
her brow, lekkus twitching with curiosity.

A grin was starting
to lure around his mouth, even further interesting her since that
implied it wasn’t actually as serious as his sage tone had implied.

“There comes a
point.” He started, wiggling closer, snatching Boil’s mug of caff
and taking a quick sip with a wicked grin. “Where Anakin becomes a
giggly bitch.” He announced.

Breathless silence
filled the campfire, Boil frozen where he was trying to steal his
spiked coffee back from the General and Fives dropping his spoon back
into his bowl.

Feeling her lekkus
curl, Ahsoka stared at the redhead incrediously. “A… giggly
bitch?” She blinked.

Eagerly nodding,
Obi-Wan beamed at her. “Yes. Generally happens when he’s either
been amused so much everything is funny or he’s drunk. Just
watch.” With that the redhead turned on the log, scouting across
the camp to where Anakin was talking with what looked like a
suffering Rex. “Anakin!” Obi-Wan yelled to the surprise of many.

The blond looked
up, blinking over to them where everyone was now watching either
Generals. “Yeah?” He called back.

A wide grin crossed
Obi-Wan’s face and for the first time Ahsoka realized there seemed
to be a drunk flush about both her human masters as Obi-Wan called
out in his most proper, highly Coruscantian accented voice.

“Arse.”

Anakin stared at
Obi-Wan for a moment as the rest of the camp was so quiet you could
hear crickets in the distance.

And then he started
twitching, letting out tiny wheezing noises until he did indeed start
giggling loudly wrapping his arms around his stomach.

Laughing too,
Obi-Wan shot off the bench and raced towards the blond, throwing
himself up into his arms where Anakin cried out, still
giggling, as he tried to catch his former Jedi master only for both
to fall to the ground in a drunken heap, both now laughing as they
laid there together in the stamped down grass of the camp.

The troopers gaped
at them before trading looks and shrugging even as Cody and Rex stood
over their Jedi and seemed to be contemplating what to do.

‘At least this is
better than one punching the other.’ Ahsoka mused even as she
wondered where everyone was getting alcohol from since she knew that
everyone off duty was spiking their drinks in some manner.

Was someone brewing
rotgut?

Her lips twitched
into a small smile as she watched Master Obi-Wan and Skyguy, feeling
more at ease with her makeshift family of Jedi and troopers than she
had in a long time. Ever since Skyguy had started seeing mind
healers, things had been feeling… brighter.

She was actually
looking forward to the future.

It was nice.

In Crimson Punch I realized we haven’t seen too too much of Anakin and Ahsoka interacting. Has their relationship changed at all since Anakin has been meeting with Mo-gan and working shit out or since he’s become more balanced? Does Ahsoka notice the change in him? Does Anakin also try to spend more time with his daught-I mean Padawan? I’m just always here for more Snips and Skyguy content.

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If there was one
thing Ahsoka did not expect when she had shipped out again with
Skyguy and Master Obi-Wan, it was for said master to drop himself
like a bag of tubers beside her at mealtime when he came back from
negotiation with the locals but than again, you couldn’t always
guess what the future brought and that was exactly what was going on.

“I’m going to
let you in on a little secret dear Ahsoka.” Obi-Wan said in a sage
mood as he dropped down beside her in the little ring of troopers she
had been chatting with, throwing his arm around her and…did he
smell of booze?

Yes, yes he had a
bit of booze breath going on.

Well this was going
to be interesting she figured as she gazed at the human staring at
her seriously. “Yes Master Obi-Wan, and what is that?” She raised
her brow, lekkus twitching with curiosity.

A grin was starting
to lure around his mouth, even further interesting her since that
implied it wasn’t actually as serious as his sage tone had implied.

“There comes a
point.” He started, wiggling closer, snatching Boil’s mug of caff
and taking a quick sip with a wicked grin. “Where Anakin becomes a
giggly bitch.” He announced.

Breathless silence
filled the campfire, Boil frozen where he was trying to steal his
spiked coffee back from the General and Fives dropping his spoon back
into his bowl.

Feeling her lekkus
curl, Ahsoka stared at the redhead incrediously. “A… giggly
bitch?” She blinked.

Eagerly nodding,
Obi-Wan beamed at her. “Yes. Generally happens when he’s either
been amused so much everything is funny or he’s drunk. Just
watch.” With that the redhead turned on the log, scouting across
the camp to where Anakin was talking with what looked like a
suffering Rex. “Anakin!” Obi-Wan yelled to the surprise of many.

The blond looked
up, blinking over to them where everyone was now watching either
Generals. “Yeah?” He called back.

A wide grin crossed
Obi-Wan’s face and for the first time Ahsoka realized there seemed
to be a drunk flush about both her human masters as Obi-Wan called
out in his most proper, highly Coruscantian accented voice.

“Arse.”

Anakin stared at
Obi-Wan for a moment as the rest of the camp was so quiet you could
hear crickets in the distance.

And then he started
twitching, letting out tiny wheezing noises until he did indeed start
giggling loudly wrapping his arms around his stomach.

Laughing too,
Obi-Wan shot off the bench and raced towards the blond, throwing
himself up into his arms where Anakin cried out, still
giggling, as he tried to catch his former Jedi master only for both
to fall to the ground in a drunken heap, both now laughing as they
laid there together in the stamped down grass of the camp.

The troopers gaped
at them before trading looks and shrugging even as Cody and Rex stood
over their Jedi and seemed to be contemplating what to do.

‘At least this is
better than one punching the other.’ Ahsoka mused even as she
wondered where everyone was getting alcohol from since she knew that
everyone off duty was spiking their drinks in some manner.

Was someone brewing
rotgut?

Her lips twitched
into a small smile as she watched Master Obi-Wan and Skyguy, feeling
more at ease with her makeshift family of Jedi and troopers than she
had in a long time. Ever since Skyguy had started seeing mind
healers, things had been feeling… brighter.

She was actually
looking forward to the future.

It was nice.

What was Moddy’s weirdest dream?

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Oh man I had a
dream about a peanut butter jail once I’d been placed in and I was
forced to eat my way out of it to escape. I couldn’t eat peanut
butter for weeks later!

What do you hope to see in ep9?
       
    

Better fight
choreographic? To be honest I’m not all that hyped about the newest
trilogy after the ‘Last Jedi’ though I was so happy about the
first one, I was so happy to see a female Jedi protag and then…
they massacred Luke’s character cause I can’t really see how Luke
‘I will save my father’ Skywalker try to murder Ben before
he did something considering all the junk Vader did. And I bet a lot
of people will be upset with me about saying that but… its Luke,
Luke was always my favorite. If I were to watch it, I’d hope to see
better fights choreographic by the directors cause that fight in
Snoke’s throne room was an utter horror to watch if you paid
attention. And I’d like to see Finn not reduced to a funny side
gimmick. I mean this is a man who rose over what the New Order did to
him in the first one and the second one… well he seemed reduced. I
did love the new animals though.


Do you like marvel movies? If yes, have you seen infinity war


I… have a mixed
relationship with marvel I have to admit. But I did watch Infinity
war if only to see Drax comment on Thor, Thor’s hammer and
T’Challa’s beautiful feline suit. Not to mention Shuri. Like can
we all agree? Shuri is one of the best things ever haha.

What was Moddy’s weirdest dream?

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Oh man I had a
dream about a peanut butter jail once I’d been placed in and I was
forced to eat my way out of it to escape. I couldn’t eat peanut
butter for weeks later!

What do you hope to see in ep9?
       
    

Better fight
choreographic? To be honest I’m not all that hyped about the newest
trilogy after the ‘Last Jedi’ though I was so happy about the
first one, I was so happy to see a female Jedi protag and then…
they massacred Luke’s character cause I can’t really see how Luke
‘I will save my father’ Skywalker try to murder Ben before
he did something considering all the junk Vader did. And I bet a lot
of people will be upset with me about saying that but… its Luke,
Luke was always my favorite. If I were to watch it, I’d hope to see
better fights choreographic by the directors cause that fight in
Snoke’s throne room was an utter horror to watch if you paid
attention. And I’d like to see Finn not reduced to a funny side
gimmick. I mean this is a man who rose over what the New Order did to
him in the first one and the second one… well he seemed reduced. I
did love the new animals though.


Do you like marvel movies? If yes, have you seen infinity war


I… have a mixed
relationship with marvel I have to admit. But I did watch Infinity
war if only to see Drax comment on Thor, Thor’s hammer and
T’Challa’s beautiful feline suit. Not to mention Shuri. Like can
we all agree? Shuri is one of the best things ever haha.

Who is this new replacement in Royal Protector (I’m hoping it’s Ahsoka because I love her)??? How long has Obi been training her? And why didn’t Qui know about her before? So many questions!!

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Staring at the girl
for a few long moments, Qui-Gon finally looked to Obi-Wan with wide
eyes. “This is your replacement?” He questioned in surprise.

“To be fair, I
did not think I would need her for several years yet.” Obi-Wan
shrugged and moved gingerly to Ahsoka, standing behind her and
settling his hands on her shoulders as he smiled at Qui-Gon over her
head, though something told Qui-Gon she would be taller than Obi-Wan
eventually. “But I can backup her skills, I have trained her
myself. She can take my position though she will need court lessons.”
The redhead assured.

Sitting back in his
throne, Qui-Gon watched the young togruta as she tried not to shuffle
her feet and respectfully kept her eyes down. “Tell me, Ahsoka
Tano, how old are you?” Qui-Gon questioned carefully.

“Sixteen your
highness.” Ahsoka answered promptly in a quiet voice. “Lord
Kenobi has been training me for a year and a half.” She added.

Stroking his chin,
Qui-Gon considered that before smiling. “I’ve seen you before,
haven’t I? You trained with my son in the courtyard arena.” He
chuckled slowly. “You went toe to toe with Anakin and kept up with
him quite marvelously as I remember.”

There was a quirk
of her lips as she glanced shyly up at him and nodded.

Smirking slowly and
looking over her head to meet Obi-Wan’s preening eyes, Qui-Gon
chuckled even more. “Anakin spent the next few days in a sulk but
if your trainer is Obi-Wan then no wonder your skills are already so
great.”

At that Ahsoka
puffed her chest up a bit, raising her chin with a bit of pride but
not arrogance.

Oh Qui-Gon liked
her.

Proud enough to
recognize the skills she had gained but not arrogant enough to bloat
her head. She would fit into their court like a puzzle piece, he as
sure of that.

“I won’t be
taking you as the Royal Protector today.” Qui-Gon stood, smiling
gently when Ahsoka deflated. “But when you turn eighteen, I shall
accept you into the position as Obi-Wan admits you still have things
to learn.”

She perked up again
at that and looked back over her shoulder for permission to speak
before returning her cheerful blue eyes to Qui-Gon. “If I may
sire?” She licked her lips when Qui-Gon gestured for her to
continue. “While my lord is right I have much to learn, it is
mostly in the terms of court etiquette and politics. The Lord
protector has drilled me in battle from the day he took me on and I
will serve with my life until the day I become dust. If something
could be arranged for what skills I am lacking, I vow I will be ready
on my eighteen birthday.”

Well, with that
passionate vow and the glowing recommendation of Obi-Wan behind her,
how could Qui-Gon do any less than give her the tutors she would
need?

And a room in the
palace of course.

Oh Anakin’s face
was going to be hilarious when he realized the young togruta teen
who’d gone toe to toe with him was actually now living with them
and was trained by Obi-Wan!

Qui-Gon was
certainly looking forward to it!

“You have a
cunning look on your face my love.” He looked up at Obi-Wan’s
voice as the man moved to him and stopped in front of the Emperor who
gave his redhead a wicked smile before reaching out and pulling him
into his lap in the throne, uncaring who saw.

He settled his hand
on Obi-Wan’s stomach, knowing he’d feel nothing for several
months still even as he nuzzled at Obi-Wan’s flustering cheek and
ignored his hiss of Qui-Gon’s name. “I may be imagining Anakin’s
face.” He teased.

There was a moment
and then Obi-Wan joined him in his merriment, the redhead chuckling
as he finally relaxed and let the Emperor manhandle him with care.

His love close and
his future more certain, Qui-Gon couldn’t help but feel more
assured and content than in years.

Their future was
more secured.

Who is this new replacement in Royal Protector (I’m hoping it’s Ahsoka because I love her)??? How long has Obi been training her? And why didn’t Qui know about her before? So many questions!!

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Staring at the girl
for a few long moments, Qui-Gon finally looked to Obi-Wan with wide
eyes. “This is your replacement?” He questioned in surprise.

“To be fair, I
did not think I would need her for several years yet.” Obi-Wan
shrugged and moved gingerly to Ahsoka, standing behind her and
settling his hands on her shoulders as he smiled at Qui-Gon over her
head, though something told Qui-Gon she would be taller than Obi-Wan
eventually. “But I can backup her skills, I have trained her
myself. She can take my position though she will need court lessons.”
The redhead assured.

Sitting back in his
throne, Qui-Gon watched the young togruta as she tried not to shuffle
her feet and respectfully kept her eyes down. “Tell me, Ahsoka
Tano, how old are you?” Qui-Gon questioned carefully.

“Sixteen your
highness.” Ahsoka answered promptly in a quiet voice. “Lord
Kenobi has been training me for a year and a half.” She added.

Stroking his chin,
Qui-Gon considered that before smiling. “I’ve seen you before,
haven’t I? You trained with my son in the courtyard arena.” He
chuckled slowly. “You went toe to toe with Anakin and kept up with
him quite marvelously as I remember.”

There was a quirk
of her lips as she glanced shyly up at him and nodded.

Smirking slowly and
looking over her head to meet Obi-Wan’s preening eyes, Qui-Gon
chuckled even more. “Anakin spent the next few days in a sulk but
if your trainer is Obi-Wan then no wonder your skills are already so
great.”

At that Ahsoka
puffed her chest up a bit, raising her chin with a bit of pride but
not arrogance.

Oh Qui-Gon liked
her.

Proud enough to
recognize the skills she had gained but not arrogant enough to bloat
her head. She would fit into their court like a puzzle piece, he as
sure of that.

“I won’t be
taking you as the Royal Protector today.” Qui-Gon stood, smiling
gently when Ahsoka deflated. “But when you turn eighteen, I shall
accept you into the position as Obi-Wan admits you still have things
to learn.”

She perked up again
at that and looked back over her shoulder for permission to speak
before returning her cheerful blue eyes to Qui-Gon. “If I may
sire?” She licked her lips when Qui-Gon gestured for her to
continue. “While my lord is right I have much to learn, it is
mostly in the terms of court etiquette and politics. The Lord
protector has drilled me in battle from the day he took me on and I
will serve with my life until the day I become dust. If something
could be arranged for what skills I am lacking, I vow I will be ready
on my eighteen birthday.”

Well, with that
passionate vow and the glowing recommendation of Obi-Wan behind her,
how could Qui-Gon do any less than give her the tutors she would
need?

And a room in the
palace of course.

Oh Anakin’s face
was going to be hilarious when he realized the young togruta teen
who’d gone toe to toe with him was actually now living with them
and was trained by Obi-Wan!

Qui-Gon was
certainly looking forward to it!

“You have a
cunning look on your face my love.” He looked up at Obi-Wan’s
voice as the man moved to him and stopped in front of the Emperor who
gave his redhead a wicked smile before reaching out and pulling him
into his lap in the throne, uncaring who saw.

He settled his hand
on Obi-Wan’s stomach, knowing he’d feel nothing for several
months still even as he nuzzled at Obi-Wan’s flustering cheek and
ignored his hiss of Qui-Gon’s name. “I may be imagining Anakin’s
face.” He teased.

There was a moment
and then Obi-Wan joined him in his merriment, the redhead chuckling
as he finally relaxed and let the Emperor manhandle him with care.

His love close and
his future more certain, Qui-Gon couldn’t help but feel more
assured and content than in years.

Their future was
more secured.

I just reread day to day (which is soooo good) and I super want to see Obi and Ani’s first date. Just the two of them being cute together, maybe with gratuitous public hand holding because reasons.

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There is pleasure
in simple touches.

Like lacing fingers
together to hold the hand of someone you love, feel the warmth of
their skin and how differently theirs is shaped compared to yours.

Obi-Wan will never
get enough of that sensation he thinks as Anakin grasps his hand and
laces their fingers together without holding back, not shy about it
at all as he smiles at Obi-Wan and pulls him along out into the
temple hall with a bag slung onto his shoulder on the other side.

And Obi-Wan can’t
help but lean in and rub their shoulders together as they walk
towards the gardens.

Its a small break,
just two days back on Coruscant but two days will have to be enough
before they are separated and shipped out again.

“You know, you
didn’t have to do this.” Obi-Wan chuckled quietly.

Shrugging slightly
and pulling the bag a bit more onto his shoulder, Anakin hummed. “I
know I didn’t have to, but I wanted to Obi-Wan. I mean it
might be weeks until we see each other again with everything going on
so I’d rather be able to spend a few undisturbed hours with you
before that.” Anakin said breezily, squeezing his hand.

Obi-Wan squeezed
back quickly, ignoring any who saw them walking through the hall.

It wasn’t like he
was keeping the relationship a secret and yes, there had been
mutterings through the halls about attachment and the Council was
bound to want to speak to him soon but Obi-Wan…

Obi-Wan was ready
for it.

Love was not the
way to the darkside, master Altis was right about that and Obi-Wan
would do his best to prove it to others that love… love could be
the reason to be light, to continue living in the best way possible.

This love.

But right now he
was more then happy to join Anakin in the gardens of the Jedi temple,
finding one that was overgrown and wild by nature where they were
hidden away, a little oasis of privacy just for them where they could
spread the blanket Anakin had brought and sit together, leaning
against the tree behind them as if it was the back of a chair.

Out of the bag
Anakin brought a small bottle of cider for the two to share and two
containers of food.

“What is that?”
Obi-Wan questioned curiously.

“Spicy hullum,
its a Tatooine dish my mother taught me.” Anakin answered, handing
one of the containers to Obi-Wan along with a fork before settling.
“Honestly though its just fried rice with whatever protein you have
on hand but its good.” He grinned, wrapping his arm around the
redhead’s shoulders to hold him close.

Chuckling faintly
at that, Obi-Wan curiously cracked open the lid to sniff before
sending Anakin a deeply interested look that had the blond grinning.
“I’ll tell you what Anakin, this smells lovely so I’m inclined
to believe you that its good.” Obi-Wan quickly got himself
comfortable against Anakin, feeling his warmth through their tunics
as he dug in.

Humming slightly,
Obi-Wan tucked beneath his arm and warm sun on his face, Anakin
hadn’t felt this at peace since the start of the war.

He hoped their
separation wouldn’t be too long.

He’d like to hold
Obi-Wan again soon just like so.

I just reread day to day (which is soooo good) and I super want to see Obi and Ani’s first date. Just the two of them being cute together, maybe with gratuitous public hand holding because reasons.

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There is pleasure
in simple touches.

Like lacing fingers
together to hold the hand of someone you love, feel the warmth of
their skin and how differently theirs is shaped compared to yours.

Obi-Wan will never
get enough of that sensation he thinks as Anakin grasps his hand and
laces their fingers together without holding back, not shy about it
at all as he smiles at Obi-Wan and pulls him along out into the
temple hall with a bag slung onto his shoulder on the other side.

And Obi-Wan can’t
help but lean in and rub their shoulders together as they walk
towards the gardens.

Its a small break,
just two days back on Coruscant but two days will have to be enough
before they are separated and shipped out again.

“You know, you
didn’t have to do this.” Obi-Wan chuckled quietly.

Shrugging slightly
and pulling the bag a bit more onto his shoulder, Anakin hummed. “I
know I didn’t have to, but I wanted to Obi-Wan. I mean it
might be weeks until we see each other again with everything going on
so I’d rather be able to spend a few undisturbed hours with you
before that.” Anakin said breezily, squeezing his hand.

Obi-Wan squeezed
back quickly, ignoring any who saw them walking through the hall.

It wasn’t like he
was keeping the relationship a secret and yes, there had been
mutterings through the halls about attachment and the Council was
bound to want to speak to him soon but Obi-Wan…

Obi-Wan was ready
for it.

Love was not the
way to the darkside, master Altis was right about that and Obi-Wan
would do his best to prove it to others that love… love could be
the reason to be light, to continue living in the best way possible.

This love.

But right now he
was more then happy to join Anakin in the gardens of the Jedi temple,
finding one that was overgrown and wild by nature where they were
hidden away, a little oasis of privacy just for them where they could
spread the blanket Anakin had brought and sit together, leaning
against the tree behind them as if it was the back of a chair.

Out of the bag
Anakin brought a small bottle of cider for the two to share and two
containers of food.

“What is that?”
Obi-Wan questioned curiously.

“Spicy hullum,
its a Tatooine dish my mother taught me.” Anakin answered, handing
one of the containers to Obi-Wan along with a fork before settling.
“Honestly though its just fried rice with whatever protein you have
on hand but its good.” He grinned, wrapping his arm around the
redhead’s shoulders to hold him close.

Chuckling faintly
at that, Obi-Wan curiously cracked open the lid to sniff before
sending Anakin a deeply interested look that had the blond grinning.
“I’ll tell you what Anakin, this smells lovely so I’m inclined
to believe you that its good.” Obi-Wan quickly got himself
comfortable against Anakin, feeling his warmth through their tunics
as he dug in.

Humming slightly,
Obi-Wan tucked beneath his arm and warm sun on his face, Anakin
hadn’t felt this at peace since the start of the war.

He hoped their
separation wouldn’t be too long.

He’d like to hold
Obi-Wan again soon just like so.

So after that rebels finale (aaahhhh so many emotions!!) I have a mighty need for some space family fluff!! Maybe something for Trusting Family that features happy, supportive space family togetherness? I don’t care if it’s just, like, a family meal or game night or whatever, I just humbly plead that fluff happen where EVERYONE is together because gdi, Filoni!! I wish I could give you more to go on but it’s 4am and my brain doesn’t wanna work rn. Love you and love your writing!!

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Peering over Ezra’s head, Kanan gave
a frown down at the holotable before looking at Sabine with a stern
face. “Did you cheat? Because I don’t remember your piece being
that close to mine and Ezra’s.” He grunted.

Giving her most innocent stare, Sabine
shrugged. “My piece have always been there. What, you think I
rewired and hacked the holotable to get an advantage in our game
night?” She batted her eyes before smirking.

Zeb sniggered even as Hera whapped the
artist on the shoulder. “You were caught, put it back.” She said
sternly despite the small smile she was wearing.

“Fine fine, I was caught, I give.”
Sabine laughed setting her piece back with a wide grin on her face.

Ezra sniggered a bit too from his
position on Kanan’s lap, the omega’s arms resting unmovingly in
his lap.

Thanks to a bug bite during his rescue
from the latest imprisonment by the Empire, Ezra had lost all
sensation and mobility of his arms which left him rather helpless,
something that was particularly upsetting to his pack and Kanan in
particular as the alpha could be found no less than half a meter from
the boy at all times.

It might also have something to do with
the confession of stormtroopers basically threatening him with rape
but considering how protective Kanan was of his padawan and adopted
kit, it could be either or both honestly.

Most likely both.

Which lead to the Ghost crew taking it
as easy as they possibly could, no alliance assigned missions, no
milk runs, no off planet stuff.

Only working at the base on Atollon,
inventory check, training pilots, information decoding and that kind
of things were assigned to the Ghost crew and nothing was assigned to
Kanan at the mans own request as he had his days filled with helping
Ezra or training him.

Mostly helping, entertaining,
meditating with Ezra.

It wasn’t like Ezra could do much
with his arms not functioning and the poison in his system would
still takes days to be worked out of his system by his body
naturally. And that was frankly better than the alternative medicine
which could leave you with hallucinations, body chills and temporary
blindness…

Ezra had taken one look at the side
effects and just gone ‘nope!’ before turning to the rest of the
crew with pleading eyes, his scent turning bitter with distress.

And that had just been it, Kanan had
taken him home to the Ghost and stuck by him since than as Ezra
carefully wobbled about, his balance affected with Kanan ready to
help him out but trying not to impede his so willful and independent
sense of independence.

Not that Ezra complained too much
between sleeping, meditating and eating though Kanan had the sneaking
suspicion that once shower time came around, Ezra would not be happy.
That was going to be fun for all of them, Kanan and Ezra in the tiny
fresher with Kanan trying to help him clean.

Yeaaaaah…

Karabast.

But at least for now, Ezra was pretty
content as long as he was kept entertained in some manner and had
company. Taking Ezra’s hand with a chuckle, Kanan leaned forward
and used the boys hand to push on the button that would throw the
holodice.

“You know, you could just push it
yourself.” Ezra hummed even as his body willingly bent with the
move.

“Yeah but its team Jedi against
everyone else so that means team work.” Kanan smirked into the
somewhat greasy hair.

“Oh suuuuure. Team work, with my none
cooperative arms.” Ezra snorted and then accepted the drinking
straw from Hera to get some of the fruit mix drink he had asked for.

“Hey, we’re doing this together
aren’t we?” Kanan teased, rubbing his cheek against Ezra’s
greasy hair without a care as the rest laughed at them a bit. After
everything, it was nice to just be able to be a family for a while.

So after that rebels finale (aaahhhh so many emotions!!) I have a mighty need for some space family fluff!! Maybe something for Trusting Family that features happy, supportive space family togetherness? I don’t care if it’s just, like, a family meal or game night or whatever, I just humbly plead that fluff happen where EVERYONE is together because gdi, Filoni!! I wish I could give you more to go on but it’s 4am and my brain doesn’t wanna work rn. Love you and love your writing!!

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Peering over Ezra’s head, Kanan gave
a frown down at the holotable before looking at Sabine with a stern
face. “Did you cheat? Because I don’t remember your piece being
that close to mine and Ezra’s.” He grunted.

Giving her most innocent stare, Sabine
shrugged. “My piece have always been there. What, you think I
rewired and hacked the holotable to get an advantage in our game
night?” She batted her eyes before smirking.

Zeb sniggered even as Hera whapped the
artist on the shoulder. “You were caught, put it back.” She said
sternly despite the small smile she was wearing.

“Fine fine, I was caught, I give.”
Sabine laughed setting her piece back with a wide grin on her face.

Ezra sniggered a bit too from his
position on Kanan’s lap, the omega’s arms resting unmovingly in
his lap.

Thanks to a bug bite during his rescue
from the latest imprisonment by the Empire, Ezra had lost all
sensation and mobility of his arms which left him rather helpless,
something that was particularly upsetting to his pack and Kanan in
particular as the alpha could be found no less than half a meter from
the boy at all times.

It might also have something to do with
the confession of stormtroopers basically threatening him with rape
but considering how protective Kanan was of his padawan and adopted
kit, it could be either or both honestly.

Most likely both.

Which lead to the Ghost crew taking it
as easy as they possibly could, no alliance assigned missions, no
milk runs, no off planet stuff.

Only working at the base on Atollon,
inventory check, training pilots, information decoding and that kind
of things were assigned to the Ghost crew and nothing was assigned to
Kanan at the mans own request as he had his days filled with helping
Ezra or training him.

Mostly helping, entertaining,
meditating with Ezra.

It wasn’t like Ezra could do much
with his arms not functioning and the poison in his system would
still takes days to be worked out of his system by his body
naturally. And that was frankly better than the alternative medicine
which could leave you with hallucinations, body chills and temporary
blindness…

Ezra had taken one look at the side
effects and just gone ‘nope!’ before turning to the rest of the
crew with pleading eyes, his scent turning bitter with distress.

And that had just been it, Kanan had
taken him home to the Ghost and stuck by him since than as Ezra
carefully wobbled about, his balance affected with Kanan ready to
help him out but trying not to impede his so willful and independent
sense of independence.

Not that Ezra complained too much
between sleeping, meditating and eating though Kanan had the sneaking
suspicion that once shower time came around, Ezra would not be happy.
That was going to be fun for all of them, Kanan and Ezra in the tiny
fresher with Kanan trying to help him clean.

Yeaaaaah…

Karabast.

But at least for now, Ezra was pretty
content as long as he was kept entertained in some manner and had
company. Taking Ezra’s hand with a chuckle, Kanan leaned forward
and used the boys hand to push on the button that would throw the
holodice.

“You know, you could just push it
yourself.” Ezra hummed even as his body willingly bent with the
move.

“Yeah but its team Jedi against
everyone else so that means team work.” Kanan smirked into the
somewhat greasy hair.

“Oh suuuuure. Team work, with my none
cooperative arms.” Ezra snorted and then accepted the drinking
straw from Hera to get some of the fruit mix drink he had asked for.

“Hey, we’re doing this together
aren’t we?” Kanan teased, rubbing his cheek against Ezra’s
greasy hair without a care as the rest laughed at them a bit. After
everything, it was nice to just be able to be a family for a while.