#sw rebels fanfic

[bookaholic-beech]

If you want to see the Ghost Crew camping in their pjs, lots of Kanera moments, found family bonding, and lots of humor…

Read my new fanfic 🤭

[saved-fanfiction]

Garazeb Orrelios x Reader

Note: Okay, so this is my first ever fanfic. I have one more I wrote but haven’t revised it so idk if id actually post it. I highly doubt I'll ever write again; I just couldn’t help it. There are like one or two Zeb x reader fics out there. It should be neutral reader and I had the idea to make it my OC but figured it would be more accessible to make it an x reader Anyway, plz go easy idk how I feel about it.

Word count: 925

The rhythmic thump of music reverberated through the crowded streets of Zeltron as Zeb strode purposefully alongside you. The vibrant colors of the diverse alien planet mingled in a kaleidoscope of celebration around them.

Zeb glanced over at you, his eyes studying your features before speaking. "You ready for this? These crowded places ain't exactly our usual scene."

You nodded, a small grin on your face. "I'm game, Zeb. Besides, it's a good change from our usual missions."

You maneuvered through the throng of partygoers, the aroma of exotic foods and the sounds of laughter filling the air. Zeb's eyes scanned the area, alert for any sign of trouble. He moves so his body walks closer with yours. "Stay close, this place might be lively, but it's easy to get lost in the chaos."

You nodded again as you glanced around at the alien revelers, fascinated by the diversity of species and customs. "It's incredible how different it is here. So many people celebrating together, all while the Empire rules the galaxy."

"Yeah, it's a melting pot, alright. But we're not here to party. We've got a job to do."

You followed his lead as he navigated through the maze of stalls and entertainers. Zeb's keen eyes darted around, ever watchful. "Keep your eyes peeled. Our contact could be anywhere in this chaos."

As you and Zeb made your way through, scanning faces for any sign of their contact, a figure caught your attention. A lithe and charismatic individual, waved you over.

"Over here, friends! I've been expecting you," the informant smiled widely. Zeb's furrowed brow betrayed a hint of unease as he kept a close eye on the interaction. He leads you both through a lounge, then to what looks like an office room. 

The informant stops at the door open and as you walk through he hovers his hand on the small of your back with his other arm extended to show you the way forward. "I must say, I'm pleased to have your company." 

It's much more quiet, there is a mirror wall behind the desk and shelves of trinkets litter the walls, almost like trophies. He takes a seat leaning back as far as he can with one elbow propped on the chair arm. He then motions for you both to sit across from him.

Zeb's fists tightened as he grumbled under his breath. "We're here for information, not to make friends."

You glance at Zeb, and also try to steer the conversation back to the mission. "Right. We need to know what you've heard about the Imperial shipments in this sector." 

His eyes look Zeb up and down, acknowledging his presence with a condescending smirk. "Ah the big, strong protector. I can see why you keep him around."

Zeb's patience wore thin but he maintained his composure, all while staring daggers at the man. "We don't have time for games. What do you know?" 

You understand he's a reliable informant for the rebellion so opting to not verbally degrade the slender man may be the better option. You decide to cross your arm and raise your brows expectantly.

The informant's previous demeanor diminished as he began relaying crucial details about Imperial activities in the sector. Zeb listened intently, his focus solely on the information being provided. As the conversation continued, Zeb's stance softened slightly, recognizing the value of the information despite his initial reservations about the man's behavior.

As you left the office, the atmosphere between you had shifted. While you were pleased to have secured valuable intel, you noticed Zeb's brooding silence.

"Zeb, everything alright?"

He grunted in response. "Just making sure we're not followed. Can't be too careful." But his gaze wasn’t too focused on the surroundings.

You aren’t satisfied with his response so you continue to pry. "But you seem a bit… off. Is something bothering you?"

Zeb's brow furrowed as he quickened his pace, trying to dismiss your concern. "Nothing's bothering me. Let's focus on getting back to the Ghost and log the intel."

As you both boarded the Ghost and settled in, Zeb sat on the curved cushions in the lounge busing himself with documenting the gathered intel on a holopad. His focus was intense, almost as if he was deliberately avoiding any and all conversation.

You thought it best to give him space and wait till he was finished. After some time the Lasat retreated into his quarters. You knock on the open doorway and lean against it.

"Zeb, seriously, what's going on?" you pressed gently. 

He sighed heavily while sitting up in his cot, his eyes meet yours briefly before finding the floor. "I... I just... wasn't too keen on the way that informant was behaving.” He sighs before admitting sharply, “I worry about you, okay.” 

You couldn’t help but smile. Zeb, known for his gruff exterior, rarely shared such sentiments openly. It was cute knowing he cared. "Zeb, I’ve been taking care of myself for a long time." 

His arms are now crossed and his eyes find the poster on the wall very interesting. "I know, but... I can’t help but feel like it's my job to protect you. It’s stupid, I know you can take care of-” He didn’t notice you walking toward him, you silenced him by placing a hand on his arm. Your touch is warm and comforting. When he gathers the courage to look, you are kneeling in front of him with a soft smile. Your eyes look wide with admiration.

“It’s my job to protect you too.”

[anakinskywalkerog]

The Jedi and the Loth Rat

Kanan Jarrus x Jedi!Reader

rating: teen

Masterlist

Episode 1 Episode 2 Episode 3 Episode 4 Episode 5 Episode 6 Episode 7 Episode 8

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[nicki0kaye]

A Kalluzeb ‘Meet the Family’ fanfic

Chapter 1: An ill-advised rendezvous

Oh, now it's 'hard work'.

Before it was 'overkill', Alex 'allowing' his 'paranoia' to get the better of him.

Stars forbid he be paranoid about a visit to Coruscant's Underworld where they intend to parlay with one of the oldest, most cutthroat crime families in the North-Eastern quadrant! Obviously he was just being silly, and paying for current charts of the 2k and 1k levels was uncalled for. Paying for recon of the meeting place and surrounding neighborhoods was simply outrageous. Raising his alcohol tolerance, practicing his Old Tongue and corresponding accent in Basic, notifying their friends and family of where they'll be and when to expect corresponding check-ins, where any deviation thereof should be considered a big red sign that he and Zeb are In Danger and in need of an Extraction, and then establishing extraction protocols that take Coruscant's garbage innards into consideration– All a waste of his time!

It's not as if he knows his own family and what they are capable of.

Chapter 2: Just like in the Holos 

"The truth is that he saved my life," Alex says quickly, as to get out ahead of whatever nonsense Garazeb wants to spin to entertain the girl. "And challenged me to question what I thought I knew. It is, admittedly, romantic in hindsight."

"It was plenty romantic at the time, too!"

"Oh yes, my heart was all a flutter while I was hanging upside-down by my own rifle's bayonet, after you'd tossed me like a rag doll–"

"And I caught ya again, when ya fell, didn' I?"

"And threw me, again. Out into a blizzard."

"And then y'did the sweetest thing," Zeb says, propping his chin on one paw as he gives Alex an obnoxiously adorable look, "You didn't shoot me in th'face with my own bo-rifle. That's when I knew, doll. That's when I knew you were 'the one.'"

"...really?"

Oh no. Oh no, she believes him.

[aintinacage]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Wars Rebels Word Count: 569 Summary: What if the Inquisitors did more than just threaten Sabine and Ezra?

[violetjedisylveon]

Trouble

Young Ezra Loth-Werewolf AU chap 3

Summary: Ezra gets into a little bit of trouble. (And there's just a *bit* of water in the ocean)

Word count: 1.5k

Warnings: xenophobia, speciesism(space racism), threats of violence.

A/N: Ezra is like 5 here, but he isn't stupid, Loth-Werewolf instincts let him navigate hostile social situations better. Somewhat, he's still a dumb lil shit.

Smol Loth-Werewolf Ezra AU Masterpost

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Ezra kept running into that strange clone trooper. The soldier was always uncharacteristically nice, and none of the others noticed. For the last three weeks, that same trooper seemed to be wherever he was.

It was definitely creepy.

And there was that Loth-cat he kept seeing. He'd never heard of a Loth-cat like that before; it wasn't pure white and it didn't have the pale near white blue or purple eyes and pink legs of an albino. It had silver strippings with bright blue eyes and gray legs.

As far as he knew, such Loth-cats were very uncommon, especially in these parts, they were a bit more common at the poles, but those ones were pure white with dark eyes and black legs, so still not a fit for his new buddy.

One of the older settlers had referenced a few old folktales with Loth-cats a lot more like his buddy. He knew the tales, Mama had begun teaching him as soon as he could understand her, but those were just stories, myths, they had such things as creatures bonding with each other, and traveling from one end of the planet to the other, Loth-Wolves, all of them fictional or extinct.

There was no way his new buddy was a mythical, powerful creature disguised as a Loth-cat like the stories said. It was just an odd looking Loth-cat. Nothing more.

It did keep leaving him Sackaberries, just like that odd trooper he kept running into. That was just about the only good thing about this whole situation. Ezra really liked Sackaberries.

Ezra caught a whiff of spice, alcohol and misery, he fought the urge to growl as he neared the gambling dens. The people around here were the worst, there were lots of angry, violent people around this part. Mama taught him to stay away from it at all costs and Papa taught him how to get through it without attracting attention.

He really hated coming through this area, the other kids always teased him about his mama. They were scared of her so they wouldn't do it when her or papa were around, but they weren't anymore.

He had luckily only had to go through the area a few times and he hadn't been noticed by anyone. He was getting better at avoiding those kids.

Ezra stuck close to the walls and the shadows, keeping his head down as he walked down the poorly made road. He pulled his hood down over his head, just in case he slipped up.

He spotted a group of older kids hanging around the entrance of a gambling house up ahead and moved out into the street. He recognized some of them as the ones who usually picked on him when he was alone as he drew closer.

Silently he hoped the news about his parents hadn't made its way down here yet, and that they wouldn't recognize him. He was tired and hungry and just wanted to get back home so he could eat and sleep for a bit.

He got a few steps past them before he heard their conversation slow. He kept his head down and picked up his pace.

A firm hand on his shoulder had him stopping in his tracks.

"Well look who it is. The little wolf boy." The older boy snickered.

Tyren was a horrible mean person, he picked on everyone who wasn't human enough for his liking, no matter who they were. His superiority over non-humans was something he got from his shitty excuse for a father.

That behavior had gotten him a punch in the face from a Pantoran who didn't take that sort of disrespect, that Pantoran had hit him with her prosthetic hand to make the hit worse, then casually threatened to kill him with her really cool, super long sword.

It didn't curb the behavior though, Tyren got worse after being humiliated by a "lesser being". Ezra really wanted that Pantoran to come back and finish the job.

Tyren turned him around and pushed him towards the others.

"Look who finally showed his ears again!" Tyren cheered, yanking his hood down.

Ezra stuck his tongue out at the older kid, he had his ears hidden.

"That's a neat little trick you can pull, wolf boy." Cad, another bully, sneered.

"But your mom couldn't, could she?" Cad said.

"She wore that fancy headpiece for a reason right, she had to hide those awful ears." Tyren taunted.

Ezra squeezed his hands together in his pockets, the urge to lash out at them was stronger than ever. He wanted to act on it more than before, but something told him he shouldn't.

"Loth-cat got your tongue?" Sard, their leader, a ruthless girl, taunted.

"Aw, little wolf boy is sad cause his wolf mom got dragged off by the Empire for being a disgrace to the rest of humans." Tyren stated loudly.

Liar! Mama isn't even human! Ezra wanted to scream.

He noticed the look Sard gave Tyren at his comment. The pale leader looked irritated with her subordinate.

"If you ask me I think they should have taken wolf boy too, get rid of this filthy little hybrid." Cad snickered.

Ezra glared at the boy. Cad was a hybrid too, what he was hybridized with Ezra didn't know, his non-human traits had been removed young, leaving him with mottled skin as the only indicator of his true nature.

"They should take you too, end your pathetic suffering existence." Ezra snarled.

He didn't know why but the removal of Cad's traits caused him a lot of pain to this day.

Cad threw himself off the step he was sitting on and tried to hit him, Ezra let his teeth show briefly and snarled, reminding the idiot of what he could do. A couple of the other kids held Cad back, one was talking him down as Sard lorded over him.

The pale girl slapped him across the face, unafraid to get bit like the others. She knew a bit more about how Loth-wolves worked, she knew a bite wasn't a one way ticket to becoming one.

She didn't share this information with anyone, it let her keep her power. Ezra growled at her.

"Go run back to whatever little hole you crawled out of, wolf boy." She snarled.

She glanced at Tyren and obediently, he released his vice grip. This whole group, and others, were under her thumb.

Ezra was pretty sure she wasn't human either, but not completely sure.

He backed away from the group and brushed himself off. He knew he should have walked away. He really should have, but he couldn't stop herself.

"That's right, listen to your master, bitch." Ezra sneered.

He saw Sard's eyebrows raise slightly in amusement before Tyren slammed him down to the ground. He hit the pavement with a hard smack. Tyren threw a punch at his face and struck his cheek before the older boy was pulled off on Sard's orders.

"Aren't you a snarky little shit without your parents around." Sard cooed.

"I like that sort of attitude." She chuckled and tossed something to him.

It was a handful of credits. Ezra scrambled back, credits in hand.

"Thanks for the entertainment." She called after him.

Sard wasn't kind, Sard wasn't cruel either. She valued wits and cunning over brute strength, that's how she got so much power. She was smart and she knew how to pit people against each other. 

It was a big sign if she gave you some sort of approval. A really big sign.

Ezra ran out of the gambling area and made a more complicated loop to his normal sewer exit, just in case he was being followed. Sard had a pretty strong grip on her followers, but some of them, like Tyren, were really stupid. He'd heard one story where someone went against her word and was found mysteriously dead later.

Sard wasn't nice, and she often sat by while bad things happened to him and other people, but she did have some kind of morals and integrity.

She respected brains, wit and survival instincts, brute strength was nothing to someone with a sharp, silver tongue. She could talk her way into or out of anything she wanted.

The rumors that floated around the streets said that she had survived some great tragedy during the war and the only reason she was alive today was because of her brain. That experience was supposedly the reason she was so cold and ruthless.

Ezra felt like he could sympathize with that a bit, Sard had to have had family before, and she lost that, like he just had.

Plus she really was just another orphan trying to survive, so he didn't really blame her for how she acted. At the end of the day all each of them had was themself.

Tyren didn't get that excuse, he had parents. Shitty parents but he wasn't an orphan.

Ezra really wanted to see Sard smack the sense into Tyren one day, before that Pantoran came back.

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I will eventually draw lil wolfy Ezra and bigger wolfy Kuniya + Máni, Kuniya has this massive witch hat that they walk around in, they also have a staff with a big ol twisted knob at one end.

It's a pretty common style for the Loth-wolves, it's really big and wide brimmed to protect from the rain, plus it makes them look cool. They also generally were wizard/sorcerer/witch style clothes, so that will be fun once I get to it, but I got lots of other stuff to finish first and Kuniya is a new design + hasn't even been sketched yet so it'll take a while.

I hope you all have a good day, whatever that is for you!

VJS Out!

[mayawakening]

Kallus: *shaking with excitement*

Sabine: You good there Kal??

Kallus: *vibrating* It's no longer in regulation!!

Sabine: Uh, care to elaborate?

Kallus: *voice cracking from glee* LOOK!!

Kallus: *shakes hair out, points to it* My hair! Its precisely 0.25 inches longer than regulation maximum!!

Sabine: *snickering, remembering her first hairstyle out of regulation* Proud of you man. 😆

NOW WITH A WHOLE FIC!! Thank you so much @heart-of-a-rebel16 @sapphic-loser16!!

[rancidsugar]

Fan-art for the fanfic - The Ghost of Our Future

[spectre-week]

Join us for Spectre Week!

This is a fanwork event week celebrating the Ghost Crew from Star Wars Rebels, AKA the Spectres.

May 25-31, 2024.

No prompts! Just a theme: Tales of the Spectres.

Alllll the backstories! Inspired by the Star Wars animated Tales… series, our theme will focus on the Spectres’ lives before they became a crew, a team, and, in some ways, a family.

Each day of the event will feature works about the day’s Spectre:

Day One-Spectre One (Kanan)

Day Two-Spectre Two (Hera)

Day Three-Spectre Three (Chopper)

Day Four-Spectre Four (Zeb)

Day Five-Spectre Five (Sabine)

Day Six-Spectre Six (Ezra)

Day Seven-Free

The only limitations for fanworks are these:

Character: Feature one character per day, on the appropriate day.

Timeframe: Tell any part of their backstory that you want, from birth until just before Spark of Rebellion.

NSFW: This event is open to NSFW content, but please tag it as such and place it under a cut as needed.

Other than that, the rest is up to you! We’ll send out more info soon, but we hope that’s enough to get you started. If you have any questions, Just Ask!

Please reblog to spread the news!

[starwarsalltypesoflove]

SW - ALL TYPES OF LOVE WEEK

INFO

Star Wars: All Types of Love week is a fandom event of fancreations, lasting a week, that celebrates love in its many forms! Since we celebrate romantic love and familial love often, we thought it might be time to give an opportunity for other kinds of love to shine!

Inspired by the Ancient Greek Philosophers and their seven kinds of love, we aim to showcase those different, less celebrated loves. Rooting for the little guys!

HOW TO PARTICIPATE

No sign-up, nothing. Just create!!!

Post during the appropriate week and you’re good!

We welcome any kind of creation, as long as it is truly yours. Even old posts being reblogged is fine! Old creations deserve as much love as new ones.

Fanfics, fanarts, moodboards, fanvids, fancomics, banners, playlists… An epic fic or a 100 word drabble, an amazing painting or a stick figures funny scene- we love it all!!

WHEN TO POST

Wednesday 7th of February, 00h00 PST, to Wednesday 14th of February, 23h59 PST.

HOW TO POST

Post under the tag SWATOLW during the week the event is running. Add the tag of the type of love you are representing. 

Be sure to @ us so we can appreciate what you’ve made and put it in the round-up!

WHAT TO POST

Star Wars characters, places, animals, games… Be it from the movies, the novels, the comics, the shows like The Clone Wars, The Mandalorian, Andor or even your own OC, the important parts are:

It must be from the Star Wars fandom

It must be about Love and that love must be not romantic or familial

To get a better idea of what we mean by that, you can read more about the seven types of love here. In short, we want to give a chance to shine to:

Love of Friends #philia

Love of Strangers #agape

Love of Partners #pragma

Love of Players #ludus

Love of Self #philautia

You can post about any of these, at any time of the week. There isn’t a day assigned to each type. The point is to create without pressure and celebrate all the types of love we don’t often focus on! The more of these you depict, the more we will love you for it!

QUESTIONS

“I love my two clones who are bffs, but they are clones. Does their love count as familial?”

Well, the truth rather depends on your point of view how you present it.

Pairs like Fives and Echo, and Rex and Cody, are usually understood in canon and fandom to be family. They can be friends too, but we’d prefer to focus on other pairs for this event. Post another time. We’re sure people will love it.

Alpha-17 and Cody have a cross-generational friendship? As long as the way their relationship is described/shown isn’t the dynamic of big brother & younger brother, or father figure & son figure, it’s good!

Want to show off Waxer & Boil being two peas in a pod? We would love that! As long as it isn’t a ship or they, the characters, don’t feel like the other is kin in the way we understand it.

“I want to show my two Mandalorians who are Partners In Bounty Hunting, but they are from the same clan. Does this work?”

No. I’m sorry, but it does not. We consider clan to be the SW equivalent of immediate family, a close circle, so it’s not the right event for this. But it does work if they are just from the same house or faction!

“Can I do two Jedi who are teammates and lovers?”

You can show any characters (two, three, four…) having a relationship that is sexual and based on love. As long as that love is not romantic.

If what moves your Jedi is the sense of purpose found in duty, the common love for the Light and the wider galaxy, the playfulness and affection shared between bed partners, these feelings can be as big as the moon, and it is still fine!

That is the whole point!

Feelings can be enormous and serious and important and still not be romantic or familial.

But if it’s shown or implied that the relationship is romantic/familial or turning so at some point, that is not what our event is focused on.

We know people are a bit tired from the holidays and that Valentine’s Day is a period often rich with events, which is why we put these conditions so it can be as low-pressure as possible. The point is to rejoice in all the breadth and the richness of the human sentient experience of love. In the love of Star Wars. And in the love of this community.

Be civil and show goodwill to participants and spectators. Be kind. YKINMKATO. Go crazy! Be creative! Have fun!

Love!

@swfandomevents

[lost-in-derry]

I feel like the highest form of praise for a fanfic is calling the author a bitch motherfucker out loud, while sitting alone in your room

[bookaholic-beech]

Chapter 2 is here!! ✨

Kanan and Hera go on their first official mission together- but Kanan ends up getting himself into trouble. 🙃

lol I had so much fun with this chapter. 🤣 It gets pretty unhinged at times, my favorite kind of writing.

[webtrinsic1122]

AHSOKA SPOILERS:

Is it just me or does the statue of the Daughter, while broken - looks like it’s not the Daughter at all and it’s younger Ahsoka? Cause I swear that looks like lek hanging down and not the daughters hair.

[anakinskywalkerog]

new masterlists just dropped 🥳 new vibe, new aesthetic, new era. show them some love 💕

[aintinacage]

Tag: @sabezraweek, @belong2human-kind, @kanerallels

Inspiration: Sabine Wren Cosplay

“Come on Sabine! We’re gonna be late!”

I know full well I’m exaggerating, but it’s been months! Months since she started working on her Mandalorian cosplay for this very special day. Sabine is obsessed with Star Wars, more than any other girl I know. So I decided to take her to the biggest Star Wars event of the year.

She decided to make her own cosplay, and convinced me to dress up too. She always liked the idea that Jedi and Mandalorians could live in peace together if they just got past their differences, so that’s what we are doing. She made mine, and it looks sharp, but I haven’t seen hers. She refuses to let me see it. Not even a sneak peek.

“Would you quit your fussing? We still have time.”

“I know… I know… I was just teasing… you…”

I can’t even finish my sentence. I’ve never seen Sabine look like this before. She looks absolutely gorgeous. Her unique color choices and the designs, it’s unlike any Mandalorian armor I’ve ever seen. Her hair is done so beautifully as well. It’s looks almost natural. No color, but beautiful curled.

“So? What do you think Ezra?”

I step up to her, holding her at an arms length away as I continue to be utterly blown away by her imagination.

“I think you are brilliant! I’ve never seen anyone make armor with such beautiful and vibrant colors and designs. It’s so original, yet so… you. It’s gorgeous. I love it! I love you.”

We both go in for a kiss in celebration! My senses are on complete overload, a zillion thoughts running through my head at once.

“Hey, Sabine how much time do we have?”

“Maybe an hour or so.”

“Perfect!”

“For what Ezra?”

“We should do a TikTok! This is not something that should be kept hidden! I’ve been seeing these transition videos of people doing cosplay. We should try it!”

We worked on a the perfect transition video for what felt like hours. We did a lot of filming. Then we edited and re-edited them. It took a lot longer than I expected.

“Oh my gosh! It’s getting late! We have to go Ezra! We can finish editing later.”

“Dank Farrik. I didn’t realize how much time we lost! Let’s go!”

“Wait!”

Before I can think, Sabine grabs me for another kiss.

“I love you too Ezra. I didn’t have a chance to say it before.”

“Hm! Let’s go make some memories!”

[never-ending-fanfic]

Angel!Kallus AU

In this au, Kallus is an "angel"- Aripian, from the Wild Space, hiding his true self from everyone, but needs to use his wings on Bahryn to get him and Zeb to safety

Aripians have bird wings and can hide them in amulets with the usage of a spell- Kallus hides his in his necklace, which you can see him wearing above

I went all in on the detail with this one, discovered a bunch of new things on the art app and managed to inspire myself to write the 2nd chapter, so that was a winner

If anyone's interested how the shirt works, here's the explanation

The brown spots represent where the wings grow and the shirt is simply cut there, the piece in between can be tucked in like ghe rest or left hanging out

I'm gonna post more art like that the more story I write for that au