and ezras face in the first one

Spencer's Twin

Spencer’s twin was definitely the one talking to Wren. I’ve created a list of evidence from this scene alone. 

1) To get Ezra’s attention ‘Spencer’ says ‘Ezra?’ and it sounded as if she wasn’t sure it was him, even though he is facing her. 

2) At first, Wren and ‘Spencer’ are arguing and it sounds like she says 'don’t call me that’, this could be in reference to him calling her Spencer/twin etc. Ezra definitely didn’t interrupt a friendly conversation between the pair. 

3) Her outfit is different from the earlier scene with Furey. She doesn’t have the trench coat, the top is slightly different and her signature watch is missing.

4) When Ezra leaves he says ‘Spencer’, and the camera pauses on her face and she sounds disappointed (see image below). This connects with her asking Wren to ‘stop calling her that’. 

“I See You “- Theory

Season 1 Episode 10 - Camp Mona was said to give us a clue according to MK’s response to a fan’s question on Uber A now known as A.D.

 FIRST TIME WE SEE ARIA REVEAL HERSELF AS A

NOEL KHAN THEN WRITES  “I See You “ WHILE EZRA AND ARIA KISS

Noel wasn't the only one who to see this, Hanna was watching as well as she and the rest of the liars well excluding Aria as she was busy smooching Ezra’s face were on the look out for A. Hanna is then knocked over by a car which later turned out to be Mona but we all know that’s BS!

The liars then receives this text:

But what exactly was to much for Hanna to know? Technically the only big secret Hanna discovered was Ezra and Aria! Apart from Noel writing I See You!

Fast forward to Season 7 episode 7 Original G'A'ngsters

We once again see

But this time we’re unsure if it’s actually Noel khan.Here is where it starts to get interesting:

The Liars investigate the secret storm cellar. Opening a filing cabinet, they find a file for each of them except Aria. (THE LIARS EVEN MAKE A POINT OF SAYING THIS) They also find Mary’s medical files. Reading them they discover that Mary had a second child who would have been the same age as the Liars. Finding photos of Alison everywhere, they discover that Jessica must have known that she was still alive. Spencer’s car alarm startles them and they run outside to stop it. The keys are gone, however, and so they get inside the car to turn off the alarm. Once inside, the car automatically locks and a seriously scary countdown begins. A sinister message then appears: “If you find out who I am before I find out who killed Charlotte, YOU DIE.” The storm cellar then blows up right in front of the terrified girls. A hooded figure writes “I see you” on the back of their car. Later, we see a shady figure with Aria’s file in front of them. The person then lights a match to burn a file with Noel Kahn’s name on it.

Later in  Season 7 episode 9 The Wrath of Kahn

Aria has a very interest conversation with Jason. 

JASON: I ran into Emily at The Brew. She said you were up here.

ARIA: Yeah, I was actually just about to head out. Can we talk later?

JASON: There was a fire at my Aunt Carol’s a few days ago.You know anything about it?

ARIA: No.

JASON: Apparently, Ali went out there. Detective Furey said Archer was out of the country but I think he’s still here.I think he followed her out there and tried to hurt her again.

ARIA: The fire was an accident.

JASON: Wait, so you were with her?  

ARIA: Yeah.Ali asked me not to say anything.

JASON: Why not?

ARIA: We found some of your mom’s personal things in the cellar.

JASON: What things?

ARIA: [sighs] Okay, we found some paperwork that confirmed your mom was in charge of Mary’s care at Radley. She oversaw Charlotte’s adoption and Mary’s other child’s adoption too.

JASON: What other child?

ARIA: That was all we were able to read before the fire started.Now, Mary won’t answer any of Ali’s calls and she’s, she’s not staying at the Lost Woods.

JASON: I’m sure there were more secrets.And I’m guessing my mom was killed because of one of them.

ARIA: I promised Ali I’d find out all I could about the adoption.I owe her that after everything she’s been through.[sighs] I was just gonna head to the courthouse right now.

JASON: They won’t give you any information.

ARIA: Why not?

JASON: You’re not a relative.

ARIA: No, but you are.

WHY IS THIS RELEVANT?

WELL,firstly Aria was not with the liars at the cellar. She had told the liars that she and Ezra are in fact going to elope that night but we saw the FBI agents at Ezra’s apartment but Aria was not seen for the rest of the episode. So Why did she lie to Jason about being there? Unless she actually was there. secondly the fire was no accident so why did she lie again saying it was an accident?Thirdly the fire only started once the liars was out of the cellar so why did Aria say to Jason they didn't have time to figure out details about the 2 Drake child because the fire had started.

lastly why the hell does she keep including herself in that event??? Unless she was there not as Aria but as A/A.D?

Also this was the first time we were made aware of Jason and Aria being together during the time jump in a flashback. during the conversation Aria felt very guilty especially about the fire. Why would she its not like she started it or anything? or did she? And why out of all the liars is she so interested in helping Ali discover who the 2 Drake child is. we all know how Aria doesn’t just help Ali with anything remember how she was so against Charlotte’s release. So why help Ali now?

Interesting statements to note  

  1. JASON: There was a fire at my Aunt Carol’s a few days ago.You know anything about it?
  2. ARIA: No.
  3. ARIA: The fire was an accident.
  4. JASON: Wait, so you were with her?  
  5. ARIA: Yeah.Ali asked me not to say anything.
  6. JASON: They won’t give you any information.
  7. ARIA: Why not?
  8. JASON: You’re not a relative.

HOW DOES CAMP MONA AND WRATH OF KHAN AND THE WHOLE I SEE YOU THEORY COME INTO PLAY? WELL remember in Camp Mona this was the first time we saw Aria as A wearing a black hoodie in Wrath Of Khan A or A.D was there with the girls supposedly the hooded figure outside the car. Also in Original G'A'ngsters the liars discover files for all of them besides Aria we later saw A/A.D with Aria and Noels file. A has been playing this game for 7 seasons now why go through all that trouble of taking Aria’s file and not Spencer as she turned out to be the second child? Wasn’t A.D trying to conceal this, WHAT IF yes i too believe A.D stands for Aria Drake remember Eddie Lamb did recall Aria being in Radley before. 

Waking Up in Vegas

Part 1  Part 2  Part 3  Part 4

Pairing: Daveed Diggs x Reader

Prompt: The reader and Daveed finally come face to face and agree to get an annulment.

Tagging: @toomanyfandoms109 @drugsdiggs @serkewen12 @nadialinett14 @jantales @miightymiighty @kayleebrynnnn @shy-and-awkward-daveed @pixeledpeople @olivelongnprosper

Word Count:  Almost 2.5k

A/N: This story is vaguely based on the film Waking Up in Vegas with Cameron Diaz and Ashton Kutcher.

Originally posted by mirandasdaughter



“Umm, hey (Y/N)”, Daveed said nervously

Jeremy shifted next to me, taking in all that was going on. I could only imagine all the thoughts running through his head at the moment. I stood next to him, anger coursing through me due to the man standing in front of us.

“Is everything alright?”, he asked while taking a defensive stance to distance me from Daveed

“I don’t know. Is it?”, I sneered, “I mean it’s only been five days since I told you and instead of actually responding, you randomly show up at my apartment? How do you even know where I live?”

“Uhh..”

“Seriously, do I need to call the police?”, Jeremy cut in

I stepped around him and took his hand, “That won’t be needed. There’s something I need to talk to him about alone”

“Are you sure you’ll be okay (Y/N)? You’ve never mentioned this guy’s name before and it seems like he’s giving you trouble. Are you positive you need me to leave?”

I sighed and glared at Daveed, who stepped away from the both of us, unsure of what to say next.

“I can’t explain everything to you right this second, but I promise I’ll tell you everything tomorrow”

I squeezed his hand and tried to smile, but the stress was beginning to take its toll on me. He deserved to know if we planned to continue on like this. How would he react to it was what stressed me out the most.

“Okay”, he said softly as he pulled me into a hug, “Call me if you need anything”

He leaned down to kiss my forehead and gave me a smile. Before he walked down the steps, he gave Daveed a once over, then glared at him and disappeared.

I turned on my heels. This was not the way I pictured any of this happening. As soon as I stepped into my house, Daveed trailed in right behind me. I kicked my shoes off, threw my purse on the coffee table, then took my hair out of its bun.

After taking several deep breaths, I made my way to the kitchen to grab some water. He could wait for all I cared, since he did the same thing to me. When I reached my living room, he stood in the middle of it, looking around nervously.

“I shoul-”, he started

“No”, I said trying to get a hold of my anger, “It’s been five days Daveed. Five. Days. And you couldn’t respond at all?”

“I–”

“Just stop. As active as you are on social media, you’re going to try and tell me you didn’t see it? Do you even know what’s going on?”, I said as I left to grab the paper

He followed me again.

“I panicked (Y/N). I didn’t mean to hurt you”, he said from the doorway of my bedroom

“Panicked? For what? I’m used to being rejected, so when you didn’t call. I figured I could just forget about you and move on, but then I got this in the mail”

He took the paper from my hand and read every single word.

“Holy shit”, was all he could get out

“Mhmm”

“We’re…you and I…we’re…”

“Married. Yes, apparently chapels in Vegas don’t care how drunk you are. As long as you can afford it that’s all that matters”

“What are we going to do?”, he asked as I sat on my bed

“I have a meeting with an attorney tomorrow afternoon. I wanted to see what I could do to get this marriage annulled since you were M.I.A”, I sneered

“(Y/N) I’m so so–”

“No. I don’t need an apology from you. You made it very clear that you didn’t want anything to do with me after we went our separate ways so I don’t see the point in discussing this any further. Meet me at the courthouse on 60 Centre street at 6 o’clock. Don’t be late”

Before he could go any further, I glared in his direction for the second time. It’s strange seeing a man of his stature become so small. He looked anywhere but me as he put his hands in his pockets.

“Okay. I’ll see you tomorrow then”, he quickly turned on his heel and left my room. Once I heard my front door shut, I left my room to get my phone and make sure the door was locked.

Tomorrow was going to be a long day.


I stepped into the courthouse at 6:10 and groaned as I finally reached the room. Daveed was sitting across from one man and a laptop facing him, both were laughing. When the door shut, they finally looked in my direction.

“Mrs.Diggs, it’s nice to finally meet you”, he smiled as he shook my hand, “My name is Ezra Morgan”

“I’m (Y/N) (Y/L/N)”, I said stressing my last name, “My last name was never legally changed”

“I see. Please have a seat”

“And I’m Judge Nelson”, the other man on the screen stated, “I’ll be hearing out your case”

“Nice to meet you”, I said as I took a seat next to Daveed, who wore a smug grin on his face.

“So you’re allowed to be late, but I’m not?”

“Since I was the only one handling this mishap in the first place, I’m going to say yes”

As Mr. Morgan went over our paperwork silently, I text Gina and Ava while Daveed bounced his leg nervously.

“Can you stop?”, I asked as I rolled my eyes

“ I can’t. I wanted to talk to you, but you wouldn’t listen to me. Don’t want you thinking I ignored you because I wasn’t interested in you”, he grew silent, waiting for me to object

“After I got back to California, I debated calling you. I wanted to see where this would go, but I made the assumption that the distance would kill it before it could become something–”

“So you decided to end it yourself instead. That makes so sense”, I said sarcastically

“(Y/N)”, he sighed, “I’m sorry. I really am. Then I saw your message and I started to panic because I thought I was going to be a father. I wasn’t going to leave you hangin’. I would have helped out in every way that I could. I just needed time to process before I came to find you. I feel like an idiot”

He sighed again before hesitantly reaching for my hand, but ended up pulling it away. He looked dejected and confused. I was still a little upset that he took forever to respond. It was alright though, pretty soon this would all be over. He could go back to living his life and I could go back to mine.

“Daveed”, I said as I grabbed his hand, “It’s fine. You had every right to freak out. I did too when I got that damn certificate in the mail. You could have at least asked what it was first before making that assumption and this could have ended a lot quicker. Don’t you think?”

“Yeah, I guess”, he smiled softly and I found myself smiling back

Being this close to Daveed reminded me of the last time I saw him. That warm feeling that took over every time we met each other’s gaze. Should my heart be beating this fast? It shouldn’t, right?

Mr. Morgan cleared his throat and we broke out of the little bubble we created. He was smiling at us.

“Judge Nelson is a judge in Nevada that makes the final decision in cases similar to yours. Can you run me through what you remember from your time in Vegas?”, he asked

“I was out with my friends”, Daveed started

“Were one of these friends the witness?”

“Yeah, Rafael Casal. We ran into (Y/N) and her friends, one was the other witness. We decided to hang out for the rest of the night as a group and we bar hopped”

“What was your relationship with… Ms. (Y/L/N) throughout the rest of the night?”, Judge Nelson asked

“Umm…”, he said as he eyed me nervously

“We took an interest in each other. Both of our respective friends are dating, so it left us on our own for most of the night. We woke up the next day in the same room and a few weeks later, I got our marriage certificate in the mail”, I stated

“When you arrived to the chapel you and your friends were already drunk?”, Judge Nelson asked as he began writing something down

“Yes, we were”

“Do you have any more questions Ezra?”

“No, I have most of the information here”

“Then I think that is enough for today. We’ll reconvene later for my verdict. It was nice to meet you, Mr. and Mrs. Diggs”, the judge responded

“That’s not my–”

Before I could finish, he ended the video.

“If you have any more questions, please call or email me during office hours. Until then, I will be in contact once he makes his decision”, Mr. Morgan said as he shook our hands, “Goodbye, Daveed and (Y/N)”

“Goodbye”

“Bye Ezra”

“Should I be alarmed that you address our attorney by his first name already?”, I asked as I turned to face Daveed

“Not at all”

We walked out the courthouse and I felt a rush of relief that we’re finally doing something about this. We both agreed to get some food down the street. As we made our way to the restaurant, Daveed made sure to slow down his pace so he could switch sides to be closer to the street.

By the time I realized it, we were already there.

After we were seated, we sat in the booth as an awkward silence took over. I caught him staring at me at least two times and each time he quickly averted his gaze.

“Do you have something you need to get off your chest?”

“This is weird”, he states as he looks at the menu again

“Thank god I’m not the only one”

He smiled as I started to giggle.

“Congratulations on finishing your movie with Rafael by the way”

“How did you–”

“When I was trying to find your address or at least some other way to contact you, it came up”

“So you kept tabs on me?”

“How else was I supposed to find my husband?”, I muttered

He smiled softly at me, “I can’t believe we got married”

“I know”, I sighed, “It was a mistake that will be corrected shortly so it doesn’t matter”

Daveed’s smile disappeared as he tried not to let his scowl show. The waitress came by to take our orders and even afterwards, he didn’t say a thing.

“Are you alright?”, I asked breaking the silence, “You’re awfully quiet”

“Nothing you need to worry about”

He spent the rest of our lunch ignoring me and avoiding eye contact. Once we were finished, we stepped out of the restaurant and he still hadn’t said a word.

“Can you tell me what’s wrong?”

“It doesn’t matter. It’ll get corrected shortly anyways”

“Wait…you want to stay married?”

“No, but I don’t want to be seen as a mistake either”, he said as he shoved his hands in his pockets and walked away

I caught up after calling his name, “The fact that we’re both married is a mistake, but that doesn’t mean you are. I liked you and I liked hanging out with you. If we were under different circumstances and actually kept in contact this could have been something”

His mood seemed to deflate more as I went on. He sighed softly as we nearly reached the courthouse.

“I understand. I honestly do. The chance of us being together are slim to none now. Also because you have…”

“Jeremy. I have…I forgot to tell Jeremy!”, I nearly yelled, “Oh my god”

“You were going to tell him about us?”, he laughed, “At least you’re being honest”

“Well yeah, if we decide to get in a relationship, I can’t start off on a lie”

“True. i doubt he would be happy to find out you were married to me when you first started dating. I saw the way he looked at me. He doesn’t trust me at all”, he agreed, “Isn’t that Mr. Morgan?”

When I looked up Mr. Morgan made eye contact and quickly made his way towards us.

“I’m so glad I ran into you two”, he paused to catch his breath, “I tried to call you earlier, but you didn’t answer”

“Well that didn’t take long”, Daveed mused

“No, it didn’t take him that long to reach a ruling. We should go inside to discuss this if you have time”

“For this I’ll make all the time in the world”, I said as Daveed rolled his eyes

We made our way back into the conference room and he pulled out a few pieces of paper from his briefcase.

He gave a pained sigh and I knew his news couldn’t be good.

“Judge Nelson decided to reject your annulment”, he softly stated as he pushed his glasses off his nose

“He what!?”, we both shouted

“Nelson has dealt with so many cases like this before and he has grown very irritated with people doing exactly what you two did. He said it and I quote, ‘It is a constant disrespect to the sanctity of marriage’ and ‘Mr. and Mrs. Diggs must learn what it takes to make a marriage work for a trial run of thirty days’”

“He can’t do that”, I nearly screamed, “It was an accident! This has to be the dumbest ruling I have ever heard of”

“I thought it was mistake?”, Daveed says with raised eyebrows

“Daveed, not now! Can he force us stay married?”

“He’s already done it. Your trial starts today”, he said as he passed the papers along to me, “At least once a week you’ll both check in with a marriage counselor and after thirty days he’ll grant you your annulment”

“How will that work? Daveed doesn’t even live in New York”

I was looking for almost any excuse to make Judge Nelson change his mind.

“Actually I’ll be here for a little over a month. That workshop Rafa told you about is in New York”, Daveed smirked

“You’ve got to be kidding me”, I sighed, “Why is this so funny to you?”

“It’s kind of funny to see you not get your way. It might be childish, but it’s hilarious”, he said as continued to smirk

I gave Daveed the coldest look I could muster and leaned in closer, “I’m making your life a living hell husband

The smirk quickly left his face as he pushed his chair away from me.

This was going to be a very long month.


Valentine’s Day

Okay, I finished this before midnight by like a minute… so it’s still Valentine’s Day here! I wanted to write some fluff for Valentine’s Day, and while it’s mainly Sabezra, I did include some Kanera at the end because I love Kanera too!

This is really just lots of fluff and shippy feels and honestly it just makes me heart happy. And I’m also quite happy that I was able to write again! Even if I did stay up a lot later than I thought I would finishing it haha *flops*

Hope y’all like it, and happy Valentine’s Day!

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Secret Crushes ~Tom Holland Imagine~

Requested:

Summary: You have a secret crush on, Tom Holland. What you don’t know is that he has a secret crush on you. However you both do not know that because of the great chemistry you both have with your co-stars. When you both meet up at the pre MTV Awards party, some secrets are revealed. 

Author’s Note: Not gonna lie, this request just suddenly just gave me the feels.

Originally posted by merlinemryspendragon


I just filmed a scene for Justice League with my best friend Ezra Miller. I was the youngest out of the whole cast and they may sometimes treat me like I’m fragile. 

“You know, I went to training for like a whole month to become Wonder Woman,” I reminded Ezra. 

“But you’re still the shortest out of all of us,” He laughed a little. I shook my head at him before looking at my phone. 

I went to my Instagram feed and the first picture I saw was Tom Holland. I smiled in awe as his handsome face showed up. I’ve had a crush on him since the Civil War movie.

“Who’s that?” Ezra asked before looking behind me.

“No one,” I said before shutting my phone off.

“Was that Tom Holland?” He questioned me.

“No,” I told him quickly.

“Aw. Little Y/N has a crush on him,” Ezra said. 

“Shut up. Besides he probably doesn’t like me back,” I said. 

“Whatever,” Ezra smirked. I went back on Instagram and went on the camera.

“Guess who I’m with again,” I said, filming a little video. I turned the camera to Ezra who made a funny face.

“What’s up!” Ezra said before smiling. 

Tom’s P.O.V

I went on my Instagram feed and saw my celebrity crush, Y/N L/N, had made a video. 

“Guess who I’m with again,” She smiled. The camera turned towards Ezra Miller making me frown. She makes a lot of videos with him, making me a bit jealous.

“What’s up!” He smiled.

“Hey, Tom,” Harry said, walking over to me.

“Hey, Harry,” I said before turning off my phone.

“Was that Y/N I saw?” Harry questioned me.

“No.”

“Dude, you are so whipped and you’ve never even met her,” He laughed a little.

“Oh shut up,” I muttered.

“Are you going to the pre MTV Awards party later?” Harry asked.

“Maybe.”

“I heard Y/N is going,” Harry mentioned.

“I’ll think about it,” I said. 

“Okay.”

Y/N’s P.O.V

I was dressed up in a short, 50′s style navy blue dress for the MTV Awards. I was going to the pre party and I was nervous. Tom Holland was nearby me and I smiled widely. Ezra walked over to me and hugged me.

“I see your crush,” He said loudly in my ear. 

“Shh,” I said, raising my index finger to my lips.

“Come on,” Ezra said. We went to the party and I saw Zendaya. 

“Z!” I said. 

“Hey, Y/N/N,” She smiled before giving me a hug. 

“How are you?” I asked. 

“Great! You have to meet a friend of mine. Come on,” She said. We walked over and I saw Tom Holland there. 

“Tom, meet Y/N/ Y/N, meet Tom.”

“H-Hi,” I smiled widely.

“Uh, h-hey,” Tom smiled back.

“You both have a lot in common, why don’t you two talk about it?” Zendaya said before leaving us. 

“I guess we have a lot in common,” Tom said nervously.

“I guess we do.”

“D-Do you want to get something to drink?” He asked.

“I’d love to,” I said.

We walked over to a little stand and I got some water and he did the same.

“Hey, Y/N, you’re with your celebrity crush!” I heard Ezra say. I started to blush madly as I saw Robert Downey Jr. walk by us.

“Hey, Tom. You’re finally with the famous Y/N that you won’t shut up about,” He said. Now it was Tom’s turn to blush. 

“Well… um… I guess,” Tom said. 

“Oh, uh. I’m going over there now,” Robert said before pointing to another direction and leaving. 

“You like me?” I asked shyly.

“Yeah. You’re my celebrity crush,” Tom said looking down nervously.

“Well I guess it’s our lucky day because you’re also my celebrity crush as well,” I blushed. 

“I thought Ezra was,” Tom said.

“He’s just a friend. Trust me,” I tell him.

“Oh okay. Well would you like to go on a date with me sometime?” Tom asked.

“Yes,” I said trying to keep my cool.

“Great!”

Thank god for friends to help you out.

anonymous asked:

What do you think of Credence in the promotional photo?

It is obvious that my beautiful cinnamon roll is going to raise hell. Ezra Miller has done a beautiful job wih his face-acting in the promotional photos of both films. In FBaWtFT his expression was lost and injocent… here… Credence is mad at the world. I doubt that this choice was made because he is an obscurial and now the viewers know it.
It’s been a while since the events of the first movie. It seems that Credence has been touring with the circus mentioned in the casting announcements, since the girl leaning on him is one of the ones working there. If this is the same ‘Circus Arcanus’ that was passing through New York according to the newspaper ads of the first movie and would then travel to Europe, this choice works on many levels. It places Credence in Europe with the others, it works as a good hiding place since they are on the move and, since the show of this circus was advertised as a 'freakshow’. Credence being considered a freak was a big part of his character arc so seeing him trying to embrace the way the world sees him will be interesting.
The girl is a maledictus. She has a blood curse that turns her into a beast. I won’t lie… I headcanon Credence as bi and I was hoping that if he got a love interest it would be a guy. I do see how the characters may work though and why Credence would relate to someone who has something dangerous crawling beneath her skin.
Now, I want to analyse their pose a little bit. I know that the way she is attached to him probably indicates a sexual relationship, but in the moving version there is some sort of interaction between all the canon ships. This is not the case with these two. She is attached but he does not respons in any way. Nothing destructs him from his anger. The vulnerability on her face reminds me in a way for Ezra’s expressions for the promotion of the first film and, unless it’s deceptive, I think that she will be as lost as he was and may attach to him in an almost unhealthy way, quite similar to Credence’s to Grindelgraves. I don’t see Credence opening up too much though. I think that being betrayed by Graves and then targeted by the aurors has left its mark and quite a lot of bitterness and resentment for the world.
Finally, I definitely think that he will not rely on others in this one. I see him being darker but learning to be self-sufficient and self-determined. This is also indicated by the fact that they dropped his nazi-youth haircut, which in my opinion used to function as a physical sign of his connection to Grindelwald more than anything else.

morning habits || Reddie (Richie Tozier x Eddie Kaspbrak)

Warnings: pure fluff.

Word count: 627 words

A/N: they are a little older in this so maybe 17 or so? (idk, when I read older reddit I picture Ezra Miller and Nick Robinson but that’s just me) 

anyways, enjoy…

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Richie never closed his blinds, one reason being that it woke him up. Alarms never did cut it, he couldn’t wake up without the intrusive sunlight waking him, and there was no way in hell anyone could sleep through bright beams of sunlight shining onto his bed. But there was a second reason, and perhaps his first was only an excuse. In the bright sunlight, Eddie’s skin practically glowed, the freckles spread across his face.

Every morning, the brunette would wake up, lean up on his arms, and watch him sleep. He wasn’t sure what was so comforting about it, why he enjoyed it, when it had become such an integral part of his morning routine. It seemed if he couldn’t see him finally have a moment at peace, Richie himself could not be at peace. Something about seeing the creases on his forehead, the ones that formed themselves whenever Eddie argued about the possibilities of contracting a new disease unknown to humankind, fade away when he rested made him smile.

This had become a quiet routine, and Richie wasn’t sure that Eddie was aware of it. He wasn’t sure he wanted to explain it – it made sense in his mind but how would he explain it? It was borderline stalkerish, but he couldn’t bring himself to care. So every morning when the sun rose over Derry, the blinds would leave just enough space for light to shine over his boyfriend’s sleeping form, and he wouldn’t do anything. Just watch, quietly, adoringly. His soft body lying in between the white sheets looked so pure and harmless. Richie observed how his boyfriend’s small complexion got completely invaded by the curls that hung over his softly tanned face. He was glowing. Every morning he looked more handsome than the last one.

Richie looked at the boy resting beside him. The only sound to be heard was each other’s breathings in the vast comfort for his room. He would’ve like this moment to last an eternity. Just them lying together, without having to worry about anything, forever. But he had to wake Eddie up, the losers were coming over to hang out in about two hours and they were still practically asleep. He softly placed a kiss on the boy’s lips, it was a quick peck. He had told him that he loved when he did that, it was “the best way to wake up”

“Good morning, Eds” Richie said with a smile on his face as he admired the boy one last time.

Eddie rolled his eyes at his boyfriend “Look, I put up with your stakery shit because I love you and I’m actually kinda into it, but don’t call me that”

Richie turned bright red, there were a lot of things about that statement that made him blush: Eddie cursing, Eddie saying he loved him, Eddie knowing about his “stalkery shit” and being kind of into it. It was a lot for the lover boy lying beside him.

“I’m just appreciating your beauty” he said in a very bad southern english accent still sounding very cocky.

“S. TAL. KER.” Eddie said as he sat back up over the sea of white sheets with a huge smile on his face.

“You love me” He responded before grabbing the boy by his oversized shirt -which was actually Richie’s- and pulled him into a kiss. Eddie’s hands ran towards his boyfriend’s messy hair and tugged at the ends as he smiled into the kiss.

He pulled away for a second. “I mean, you love me too. Otherwise you wouldn’t be acting like…” she paused for a second and looked at the smiley boy looking straight into his eyes. 

He responded with a kiss on the lips. “I fucking do” 

anonymous asked:

Do you have any headcannons for if Ahsoka had been the one to find Ezra? Maybe just after his parents had been arrested?

you bet your fucking ass i do

  • Ahsoka travels to Lothal to meet/find the voices behind the Bridger Transmissions and maybe see if they would be willing to become the voices of the fledgling rebellion
    • It would seriously help their cause if Mira and Ephraim could broadcast hope throughout the entire galaxy instead of just to a single planet
    • She had already contacted them once as Fulcrum and they knew she was coming at some point
  • Unfortunately, Ahsoka arrives too late, not knowing that the Bridger family was being targeted by the Empire
    • This is in no way her fault
    • Mira and Ephraim knew that contacting Fulcrum while they were being targeted would only cause trouble for Ahsoka so they didn’t say anything
  • Ahsoka shows up to the house the night after they were taken, confused as to why the house is empty and ransacked
    • She’s about to leave, fearing that this could be a set up, when she sense something under the house
    • Following the pull of the Force, she finds eight-year-old Ezra curled in a corner of his parent’s secret room, fast asleep with tear tracts staining his ruddy little cheeks
    • Ahsoka wakes him and calms him down so he can tell her what happened
    • Promising that she will look after him, train him, Ahsoka takes Ezra with her when she leaves Lothal and returns to the Rebellion
  • Ahsoka is a strict but fair teacher and Ezra is powerful and a quick learner
    • Don’t get me wrong, Kanan is a good teacher for Ezra and they have a really powerful bond
    • But imagine Ahsoka - the padawan who has seen too much of the Dark Side first hand - allowing Ezra to dabble with the Dark Side of the Force, instructing him as to why and how it is different from the way she’s teaching him, letting him understand that it’s not a path that is in any way easy to handle mentally
    • She also makes sure he understands that the Light Side of the Force isn’t a cake walk either, but is a far better choice than the Dark Side
    • Ezra grows up training and learning through battles, much like the way Ahsoka did, seeing hope in the eyes of those they help and understanding first hand that they can’t save everyone from the Empire
  • Because Ahsoka works so closely with Bail, Ezra often meets Princess Leia when they’re on Bail’s ship or even on their rare visits to Alderaan
    • She teaches him politics and political social skills, as well as customs from planets that she has visited and snippets of languages that she has picked up
    • Ezra tells Ahsoka one day that he thinks Leia has a connection with the Force and Ahsoka gets a pained expression on her face before waving it off with ‘everyone is connected to the Force, remember?’
  • Ezra and Ahsoka meeting the Ghost crew years later when they formally join the rebellion and Ezra staring up at Kanan in awe because he’s finally meeting another Jedi besides Ahsoka
    • Sabine reminding Ezra - in a way - of Leia and becoming friends with her immediately
    • Ezra already knowing how to fly through Ahsoka’s training but basically begging Hera to teach him her tricks once he rides with them during a fire fight
    • Ezra having Ahsoka’s love for droids and getting along with Chopper right off the bat and completely earning Hera’s trust through that

I’ll stop here but in case it wasn’t clear I have a lot of Emotions about this particular topic

Valentine's Sabezra Fic!

Hey guys - if you don’t wanna read it just scroll past it but here is a fic i did after trials of the darksaber, and I hope you enjoy it! Happy Valentine’s Day!

Sabine sat on the edge of the Ghost’s ramp, trying not to process what had happened that day. But it had happened. She broke down and let everything, everything go. She had sobbed till she couldn’t hear herself think. It wasn’t often that her guard broke down like that; in fact, it never happened. She pushed everyone away, and it hurt. And now that it was out, it still hurt like hell, viciously tormenting her. The look on Kanan’s face when she exploded, disarming him with her raw emotion. The look on Ezra’s face when she finally admitted what he had been pressing her about for so long. Her mother. Her father. Her brother. Betraying her and leaving her to rot, as if family didn’t matter. It was too much to bear.

Oh gods, Ezra. She didn’t mean to lash out at Kanan like that. And to be reminded that Ezra was an orphan… It wasn’t their fault. Her demons still plagued her after 4 long years, and it ate at her to know that she could have hurt them. She apologised profusely to Kanan, but Ezra was still busy with… whatever he was doing. He probably thought to left her alone for once. And this time, she wished he hadn’t.

She held her head in her hands, and decided she had 5 more minutes of weakness and then would get on with her life. She would paint, and then… Well, she would decide that later. Sabine Wren didn’t do crying unless it was in the dead of the night, where no one would see or hear. The night was often a sea of comfort in which she could wash away her nightmares and pain. But her emotions got the best of her, and she was determined it wouldn’t happen again.

Then a slight cough and some whistling of a familiar tune woke her out of her stupor. There was Ezra, walking along in that easy-going lope of his towards her. It reminded her of how he seemed to sway with the wind on the fields of Lothal. Their eyes met, and Ezra gave her a soft smile.

“Hey there. You… uhm, okay?” he asked. She folded her arms and nodded. “Fine.”

He shook his head. “No you’re not. And that’s why you’re coming with me.”

Sabine snorted. “Going where, exactly?” He shrugged. “Offworld. It’s time we caused some bucketheads a little more trouble, don’t ya think?”

She stared at him. “Are you for real, Bridger? Hera’s going to kick both of our butts worse than I kicked yours today.”

Ezra grinned and leaned down. “Why don’t you ask her, then? Oh, and I kicked your butt first. Rookie.” Sabine elbowed him. “Call me rookie one more time, I dare you.”

Ezra’s gaze turned mischievous. “C'mon. Where’s your sense of adventure, ‘Bine? Its been a while since we did anything… fun.” She snorted. “Right. Fun. No time for fun in a rebellion.”

He scoffed. “Oh, come on! Let’s face it, you’ve probably had the roughest day, like, ever. You need to de-stress. Oh, and Kanan’s cool with it. Just so you know.”

She considered what he was saying a little less disbelievingly. “Are you sure you’re not just lying your butt off to take me out somewhere and disobey orders 'cause you’re in this whole rebelling phase again?” Ezra’s eyes widened and he raised his hands in a who, me? gesture.

“Ye of little faith. I promise you we got permission from both Hera and Kanan. And Chopper is coming with us. It’s all for you - no selfishness included. So whaddaya say? Wanna cause some trouble with me?”

She laughed a little. Okay, maybe she did need some kind of break. From… everything.

“You had this whole thing organised, didn’t you?” she asked, while Ezra shrugged sheepishly. “Alright, Bridger. Let’s go somewhere.”

Ezra pumped his fist in the air and whooped, while Sabine shushed him - “You’ll wake up Zeb!” They walked over to the Phantom, where Chopper and Hera were waiting for them. Hera had warmth in her eyes when she said, “All right, I had to tweak a few things to get you two out of here. As far as anyone knows, this is a recon mission as well as getting those DLT-19’s out of the system - so I want at least two bags of joguns, waffles, chili dumplings, dried kelp strips for Kanan and yes, Ezra, you can get a Bantha burger. ”

The padawan jumped up in the air and hugged the twilek. “You’re the best, Hera!”

Hera smiled. “Don’t get caught by the Empire. That’s all I’m gonna say - this is a one off for you two!” Ezra mock-whispered, “Meh, she’ll cave in next time.”

Hera gave Ezra a steely look. “Don’t wreck the Phantom, hotshot.” While Ezra protested, Sabine smirked. “He won’t. I’m flying.” Ezra wheeled around.

“Oh no you aren’t. You don’t even know where we’re going!” he retorted. 

Sabine raised an eyebrow. “So where are we going, oh Master Tracker?”

Ezra wiggled his brows. “You’ll see. Time to fly, boys and girls - uh, should I say, droids and girls. This pilot’s got a few tricks up his sleeve." 

Sabine rolled her eyes as she entered the Phantom, while Hera watched on amusedly. 

Garel, Evening

Garel’s city lights twinkled and glowed lilac, while the sea was a wash of black and blue. Since the Ghost crew and Phoenix Squadron had left, the number of Star Destroyers had lessened quite a bit,  though Imperial presence was still notable. Sabine looked over to Ezra, who was humming to himself. "By the way, Chopper got your sprays on board - just thought you’d want to know.”

Sabine turned to Chopper. “What the - Chopper! You know no one is allowed to touch those!” Chopper warbled his reply, and the Mandalorian wrinkled her brow, and then burst into laughter. 

“Ezra, is that what you were getting at this whole time? Seriously?!” Ezra grinned modestly. “What can I say? It’s been a while since we defaced some Imperial property. I also brought some explosives - y'know, just in case we need them.”

Sabine felt something a lot like joy creep into her heart and swell up inside. Before she realised what she was doing, she ran up to Ezra as they landed and wrapped him in a fierce hug. “Woah there!” he laughed, and something warm and gushing filled his eyes as he embraced her back.

She quickly broke away, slightly embarrassed and said, “I can’t believe - I mean - ” Ezra stopped her, his mouth twisting into a lopsided grin. “You can thank me later. Chopper, let’s roll!”

They jumped out of the Phantom, and put on their helmets, Ezra’s the scout trooper helm Sabine painted for him, and Sabine her Mandalorian helmet. They grabbed 3 detonators each, and Sabine got her paint canisters out along with her sprayer. “Oh, it feels GOOD being able to use these babies properly again!” she exclaimed, and Ezra’s eyes sparkled. He loved making her feel better; so often she’d comforted him when he was down, so what better to help her than by doing what she loved best  - mixing art and explosions.

“Remember the old days when we were tagging and blowing up crates on Lothal?” Ezra asked as they snuck around the backstreets. Sabine gave a breathy laugh. “Those were the days. Small rebellion, huh?”

“It’s a big one now,” Ezra replied. “But, we can always revert juuust a little bit.” With that, he leaped up into the air and onto the roof of a building. “Show off,” Sabine said, and climbed up the stalls to join him. They spotted their loot, and got going.

Two heads hung upside down off the roof of a building. Quietly, Sabine crept down and dropped, light as a feather on the ground. Ezra followed, only missing his step slightly and almost doing the splits. Before he could cry out in pain, Sabine pulled him into a side street, trying not to laugh. “ I see you’ve still got your clumsy face on,” she teased. “Oh, shuddup,” he grumbled good-naturedly, and Sabine got to work.

The quiet sound of paint swishing across the crates of DLT-19 guns alerted three troopers to her whereabouts. When they saw her, one gave an audible gasp, and Ezra swore he could see the wide grin beneath Sabine’s helmet. They recognised her, alright - or at least knew of her. 'The Artist’. 

“Hey boys. Did ya miss me?” she asked, cockily, in a way that Ezra absolutely loved. The troopers took a step back, and the tallest stated, “Call for back up. One Mando female - it’s the Artist!”

Sabine felt her smile grow wider. “Ah, good to know my rep still stands. And you’ll be glad to hear I’ve brought back-up of my own.” She pressed a switch and somersaulted out of the way, as the first detonator went off, blasting the crates sky high. Ezra dropped like a stone from the roof and landed splat on one of the troopers, successfully drop kicking him. “Hah! Made it!” He exclaimed triumphantly. 

The Mandalorian tilted her head. “A bit sloppy, but that was a first. Now come on!” She grabbed his hand and spun him around as they ran towards the  bay parallel to where the Phantom was. The thrill of the chase rushed over them, and Sabine found that she was laughing when the second crate blew up, and Ezra bowled her out of the way. “Oh, oh, we should do that again -  over there!” Ezra raised his eyebrows. 

“Well you’re having a good time now, aren’t you?”

She let out a wild laugh. “Are you kidding? This is the best I’ve felt in ages - oh, don’t let it get to your head, blasterbrain.” Ezra flashed her his best grin. “You know you love me.”

She pressed the button a third time and Ezra swung his arm, using the Force and letting the blaster jelly go flying into the air; landing on an oncoming tie.

 It spontaneously combusted in colours of orange, purple and bright pink, flashing across the sky, as if the stars were setting alight. Both of them paused in their run, letting out a sigh of pleasure as they saw just how beautiful Sabine’s creation really was. The padawan noticed how the orange reflected off her eyes and danced between them. He was more than glad to see her like this, to be doing something that she really loved. He snapped out of it when Chopper arrived in the Phantom, ready to pick them up and go. 

Sabine’s eyes twinkled even more as she replied, “Do I know that? Maybe I do.” She danced into the Phantom, and Ezra shook his head, gazing up, his heart feeling as though it were going to shoot into the sky amidst the explosion. Chopper’s grumpy beeps urged him up, and they were soon off and being chased. 

“Ready for the last one?” Sabine asked, and Ezra gave her another of his lopsided smiles. “Ohhh yeah. Hit 'em with it 'Bine.” She paused. Her eyes seemed to give him a look of, thank you, and she leaned out of the Phantom. “Hey bucketheads! Eat THIS!”

The final explosion was the brightest Ezra had seen in that entire time, and he watched as the Imperial compound flashed blue and gold. The Ties kept chasing, and the pair high-fived before buckling in as Chopper went to hyperspace.


“So… I never got to say thank you,” Sabine began, mid-hyperspace. Ezra turned round from the pilot’s seat and folded his arms. Amusement danced in his eyes, as well as that strange fondness that seemed to glitter whenever they spoke. “For what?”

She raised her eyes to the sky. “For - you know… teaching me how to use a stick.”
Ezra raised both eyebrows. “A stick? Just a stick?” Sabine huffed good-naturedly. 

“Not just a stick. The lightsaber forms. Even for a person who isn’t a Force-User. Also… for this. It actually felt really, really good to be messing with troopers and helping put an end to those shipments. Also, tagging my art again.”

Ezra’s eyes twinkled even more. “Anything for you, 'Bine. Maybe it was just an excuse to hang with you.” She rolled her eyes as he flicked her on the shoulder. “Although we still need a round two of the sticks. Gadgets or no gadgets, you know I’m gonna beat ya.”

“Oh yeah? You’ll be begging for mercy before YOU know it, Bridger.”

“You would know,” He responded cheekily.

“Oh, shut up.”

Light in the Dark

I totally didn’t stay up till two writing Sabezra angst…I don’t know what you are talking about….haha *flops*

So, I kind of wanted to write, and then I just got a spark of inspiration and well, this is the result. It’s a sequel to “Distant”, which is from @meldy-arts’ future AU. It’s not really what that one person requested…but it was really fun to write. All the feels, and I kind of accidentally threw in a funny reference to this post as well….xD

Anyways, this was fun to write even if I did stay up a little too late writing it haha *rolls away listening to “Runnin’ Home to You” because it came on and I decided to use a lyric from it because reasons*

Fic below the cut (hope y’all like it!)

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PLL Theory

I’m calling it. Aria knows who killed Charlotte, or at least something about the night she was killed. First she denies even leaving the hotel and then lies about going out to get her phone charger. Hanna tells her that she knows she was out for longer than that, but Aria in a sense tries to brainwash her, saying she remembered it wrong and was drunk. She then marches straight over to Ezra’s apartment and tells him that they never saw each other that night and of course Ezra goes along with it and doesn’t really look that surprised. The girls then find the tape of Aria leaving the hotel and confront her about it. So Aria tells them about Ezra (her alibi) and throws the suspicion straight off herself. Spencer doesn’t seem to truth her at first, but then Emily and Hanna convince her otherwise. And to think, the girls were so close to actually realising what Aria was really like.

Then at some point the girls give statements to the police and Aria lies about leaving the hotel. Seeing as the tape is currently ‘missing’ and has an unknown whereabouts, there’s nothing to say that she wasn’t there all night. The girls must back her up on this. Again, bad decision. In 6x18 the police receive a witness statement about an attractive brunette calling someone from the 2 crows diner. And who does Tanner go straight to? Aria. That in itself is suspicious. What about Spencer, or more importantly Mona who it actually was. Why not bring in all three? Because Tanner suspects Aria. She always has. Remember back in season 5 when she goes to Aria’s house to talk to Byron. She doesn’t go and talk to the other girls parents’. She tells Byron that the police are interested in Aria and that she is certain Aria is part of the complications.

The first sneak peek for next weeks episode shows Emily telling Hanna and Aria that Mona was the one who called Charlotte, but she never showed up. Aria then immediately suggests going to talk to the police, reminding the girls on several occasions that she’s still on the suspect list, which she clearly doesn’t want to be on. Why? Because she’s guilty. And not just of the fact that she left the hotel, but for everything that’s been happening to the girls since ‘A’ arrived in Rosewood.

Isn’t it convenient that as soon as Aria’s been taken down to the police station, she gets ‘set on fire’ by this new ‘Uber Bad’, who, may I just point out, really doesn’t seem to give a crap about torturing Aria at all. I know that she got burned by the fire, but she still hasn’t received a single personal text from ‘Uber Bad’ and I seriously don’t think that she’s going to in the remaining two episodes either.

I honestly believe that Aria getting burned was her playing the victim, thus throwing suspicion off herself. And an added bonus to that was that she could see how Ezra felt about her. She hit two birds with one stone. ‘Uber Bad’ proved that they were serious and when Ezra came running in, she knew that he still has feelings for her and cares about her. I mean, come on. It was so obvious when her face dropped as she saw Liam. She clearly would rather have been with Ezra.

So who killed Charlotte? Well, presuming that Charlotte is actually dead, which could go either way judging on what’s happened before, I actually think that it was Elliot (Dr Rollins). I didn’t at first, but after watching the 6x19 promo and seeing Alison clearly drugged up when she turned up on Aria’s doorstep, I honestly believe that he could have killed her. Charlotte went to the church. Why? To get married to Dr Rollins. But then he killed her instead.

But where did he get the idea from? What if Aria found Spencer’s paper? We know that Ezra read it, so he could have told her about it. What if Aria went out that night to check that Charlotte arrived at the church and then texted Elliot to say that the plan was in action? Ideally Aria wanted Charlotte to be locked up in the hospital forever. I predicted weeks before 6x11 aired that Aria would be the only one to say that she was still ‘scared’ of Charlotte. But that failed, so there was only one thing that could be done to keep Charlotte quiet. Kill her.

What did Charlotte need to keep quiet about? Well, the fact that she was just another cover up ‘A’ like Mona. There was no way that Charlotte could have built the Dollhouse and stalked the girls everywhere. No. She was only ‘A’ during season 4. She was Kisses -A and Mona was - -A. But what about -A? Well, that was and always has been Aria.

But this new villain isn’t part of the ‘A’ team. They’re clearly a copycat. So who are they? I can only think of Melissa at the moment. Marlene did say that ‘Uber Bad’ was related to one of the liars and ruling out the twin for a moment, the only liar with a sibling who’s got a storyline this season is Melissa. (I mean, I highly doubt any of the parents would do something like this, nor Jason who’s just disappeared off the face of the earth). Why? Because she’s being blackmailed.

Now, here comes the interesting part. Why isn’t Melissa attacking Aria? Because she knows about Aria being ‘A’ somehow, through Wren or Charlotte, I don’t know. I mean, she did try and kill Aria on the Halloween train, no questions asked, along with Wilden, so she must have suspected Aria for something. So they made a deal. Aria would help her find out who the blackmailer was. Only Aria lied to her and actually helped Rollins to kill Charlotte. Now all she has to do is sit back and watch the fun. Which seems something extremely like what ‘A’/Aria would do.

I mean, let’s talk about the wedding photos for a second. Only 12 photos were taken on that night, three of them from this ‘Uber Bad’ person. Aria was in the photo, which presumably means that she didn’t take the photo, but we can’t actually see her face, which I think was deliberate. Does this mean that she has a twin? That would be the best reveal ever. I can’t think of any more hilarious than two Aria’s running around Rosewood. The town would literally be screwed.

Aria looks at the photo that supposedly has her in it and then instantly zooms in while saying ‘I wonder who took it’. I hate to break it to you Aria, but zooming in isn’t going to tell you who took the photo. But conveniently zooming straight in on the note from ‘Uber Bad’ will get the girls freaking out. So was Melissa at the wedding? Highly unlikely, so I’m guessing Aria stepped in. What I am sure of it that Aria didn’t want Hanna to be there? Her reaction when she found out that Hanna definitely wasn’t positive. Maybe because she’d have to come up with another plan, or maybe her twin was going to be there? I’m not sure, but there is something fishy about the whole wedding thing.

Then afterwards Aria marries Elliot and Alison, no questions asked. Her reaction when she saw Alison was absolutely priceless. Of course, she was in on the fact that Elliot has drugged her, but clearly hadn’t been expecting Alison to be all ‘BFF’ towards her. This is literally the first Arison scene where the two girls haven’t looked like they could slit each other’s throats. They clearly have always hated each other, which is why Aria looked completely dumbfounded that Alison was acting like they’ve been best friends since they were born.

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, Aria was and always has been involved with the ‘A’ game and torturing the liars. Whether she actually realises it or not, which I don’t think she does, we don’t know just yet. With all the evidence pointing towards Aria and her constant shady behaviour in every single scene, she has to be guilty of something. I mean, seriously. I found around 20 Aria is ‘A’ clues in the pilot and there are literally about 2 for Mona, if that. Aria will always be the lead ‘A’ in my eyes no matter what, but if she’s not revealed to have at least some input in the ‘A’ game, I will be complaining. There’s just too much evidence to deny that she isn’t helping out or controlling the game.

See

“Focus Ezra, you can do this.” Kanan reassured. He placed a comforting hand on the boy’s shoulder and smiled.

The effect was completely lost on Ezra. The visor that covered the scared pits where his eyes once sat didn’t have any optical capabilities and the teen’s optic nerves were damaged to a point where cybernetic eyes couldn’t be grafted in.

The grey visor wrapped around behind his ears and kept a constant layer of bacta over the damaged nerves. It was the only way to keep Ezra out of constant agony.

“Kanan, I can’t.” Ezra whispered in a voice that was just audible.

“You can Ezra, I know you can. You just have to focus.” Kanan reiterated.

There were three barrels, one had a meiloorun seated on top, the next a replica X-wing, and the next had a clump of coral from one of the Atollon mesas.

“Okay, now which one has the fighter on it?” Kanan asked, beginning the third test in the last ten minutes.

Ezra raised his right arm, his hand extended and his palm up, fingers spread.

Ezra stood there for a moment. He grimaced as he concentrated on the three barrels.

“The, um the… The first one.”

Kanan shook his head before replying. “No Ezra, that’s not the right one.”

“Son of a motherless sleemo!” Ezra shouted angrily. The boys face turned red with frustration and he turned away from the barrels.

“Ezra. Ezra this trying session isn’t over until I say it is. Ezra!” Kanan shouted after the kid.

Kanan started after him.

Ezra took frustrated, angry strides towards the direction he assumed the Ghost was in. Unfortunately there was a cluster of crates in the way.

“Ezra look-!” Kanan couldn’t complete the sentence before Ezra slammed his shins into one, flipping over it and landing on his face.

‘Oh damn.’ Kanan thought as he rushed over.

“Ezra!” Kanan said worriedly as he reached the boy.

“I’m fine!” Ezra growled angrily. His visor was knocked slightly askew but he quickly fixed it.

Kanan put a hand on Ezra’s shoulder. “Ezra.” He said in a comforting tone.

“I said I’m fine!”

Kanan took his hand away as Ezra shook him off.

He watched as the kid carefully made his way to the hexagon shape of the Ghost.

‘No you’re not.’ Kanan thought with a shake of his head.

—-

Ezra hated black. He’d found the color oppressive before he was blind and his distaste of the color grew with the inquisitors’ uniforms.

Now it was all he could see and it was a constant reminder of everything he could no longer be.

No longer a padawan.

No longer a rebel.

Useless…

A liability…

He felt his way around the cargo hold with a hand. It was degrading to have to do that, he should’ve memorized the hold’s layout by now.

“Ey, ya need help there kid?” It was Zeb’s voice and it sounded more condescending than helpful.

“No.” Ezra said simply as his hand finally closed around the first ladder rung.

“Ya sure? You look kind of-”

“I said I don’t need help Zeb.” Ezra growled at the Lasat as he climbed up the ladder.

“Jeez okay, ’s just trying to help.” Zeb said defensively.

Ezra ignored the Lasat as he felt his way down the corridor. He was doing fine until about half way down.

He didn’t know if he misstep or what but Ezra suddenly found himself face first on the floor with his visor knocked off.

His eye sockets immediately felt like red hot coals were being poured into them.

“AAAAH!” Ezra screamed, holding one hand to his face and using the other to search for his visor.

He couldn’t find it and the burning became worse. It was like someone was jamming a supernova into his face.

He still couldn’t find the visor.

—-

Hera was just in the corridor when she heard, what sounded like Ezra, screaming in pain.

That sent her into a immediate panic mode. Did he run into something? Is he hurt? She’d have her answers soon enough.

She rounded the corner and was greeted with a miserable sight.

Ezra was on the floor whimpering with one hand clamped over where his eyes used to be and the other searching fruitlessly for his visor, which was just out of reach.

Hera quickly picked up the visor and kneeled down beside him.

“Ezra, hold still.” She ordered calmly, gently pulling his hand away from his ruined eyes.

She settled the visor back over his eyes and made sure it was sitting snugly behind his ears. She took an extra moment to move a stand of blue hair out from in front of it.

Ezra let out a choked breath and settled against the side wall of the corridor. He was breathing heavily from the agony he’d been forced to endure again.

Hera could only imagine what it had felt like.

She moved to sit next to the boy and put a gentle hand on his shoulder. “Ezra are you okay?” She asked in a tone that conveyed nothing but concern.

“I’m fine.” He replied weakly.

Hera lekku slumped at his tone, it was defeated, tired, depressed. It sounded broken.

“Ezra…” She pressed.

“I’m fine Hera.”

“No you’re not. You don’t sound anywhere close to fine, talk to me Ez. You know that you can.” Hera’s tone was just a tad bit harder to emphasize her point

Ezra shook his head ‘no’ and stayed quiet.

The hand on Ezra’s shoulder became an arm around his back that pulled him close. He made a small noise of annoyance but didn’t try to break the contact.

“Ezra, I just want to help you. Talk to me, tell me what’s wrong so I can help.” Hera pleaded quietly.

Ezra sighed. “I’m blind Hera. I can’t see, I-I can’t focus on my training, I can’t do anything by myself! I’m useless!” His voice rose as he continued.

“When I joined you guys I thought things would be better! I thought I could do something useful! But all that’s happened is us almost losing Kanan! Me finding out my parents are dead! And this!” Ezra motioned towards his visor.

“Maybe I should’ve just stayed on Lothal.” He added sullenly.

Hera was silent for a moment before speaking.

“That’s not true Ezra.” She said slowly, cupping the side of his face with her free hand.

“You’re not useless, and you are never going to be useless. You are a valuable member of this crew and the Rebellion and that won’t change because you can’t see. We can replace a lot of things Ezra, but you’re not one of them.”

“But how? How can I be useful?” Ezra asked.

Hera pulled him into her chest before answering. “We’ll figure it out sweetheart, we will.” She promised.

“I miss my parents.” He said miserably

“I know, I know.”

Emotionally exhausted and tired from the pain, Ezra fell asleep a few minutes later. A feat that had become increasingly difficult ever since his blinding.

Hera carried the surprisingly light child to the couch in the common room and left him there.

She had promised that he could be useful and she kept her promises, but she needed to find out if there was a position in the Rebellion that didn’t require sight first.

Missing a Friend

So, @meldy-arts and I talked about this even before we knew Sabine was going to stay with her family, and I’ve been wanting to write this for forever, so I finally did! I ended up including some stuff from “Through Imperial Eyes” in as well, but this takes place before “Secret Cargo.” It’s basically how Ezra is used to confiding in Sabine after missions, and how he has been slowly wearing himself down with all of his thoughts and regrets that he hadn’t told anyone about. BUt of course Hera sees what’s up and does something about it…

Meldy also drew this picture which totally goes along with this fic! 

I hope y’all like it!

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romanaisalive  asked:

Hi, do you have any advice for this unable-to-make-decisions GoH newbie? I'm level 62 atm and just developed 7-star Luminara, and I can't decide what to invest in. (7-star Mace is almost there as well.) I want an actual squad (right now my A-team is Mace, Luminara, Tarkin, Chewie, Jedi Consular), which one do you recommend?

Hello there and Welcome to the Madness! We are super glad to have you with us on our long trek to Rancor/Tank/General Kenobi Domination! 

First of all, Congratulations on getting 7* Luminara! YAAAAAY! 

She’s fabulous and she stays fabulous for a good long while. She was my first 7* character and I still love her. She’s a character you can level up to a certain point and she stays competitive with everybody else for a good long time. Unlike some characters I am looking at you JK Anakin you pretty, squishy thing you she’s pretty good on her own and mods just make her even better. 

Since your Arena team has three Jedi I’m going to make two Suggestion Lists, one based on what you’ve already got and can easily level up and then another Suggestion List based on what’s going to be easy and successful in the long run. I’m not super skilled and well versed in what’s Meta (i.e. what’s popular and super successful in the arena right now.) because I love my Jedi and Clone Sons too much.

But I will try to keep the Meta Game in mind so that later on you haven’t managed to craft some kind of Lovecraftian Horror Zeta Ewok Scout or whatever. XD 

I’m also tagging my guild officer @silvergryphon, and my GOH sempai @gffa as well as anyone else who wants to join in the fun! @tygermama, @resistancepilots, @generallkenobi, @dendral, @teapirate, @loverofcake And anyone else who wants to help out and has Thoughts! XD

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So, the story behind this:

@royallyweirdo requested to hollywood the world that Finn Wolfhard, Ezra Miller, Adam Driver and Keanu Reeves interpret a character in differents stages of his life (You can see the post here), and I made the  morph that no one requested, just because I couldn’t leave it alone (I needed to sleep, and this was driving me nuts).

First picture: Finn and Ezra

Second picture: Finn, Ezra and Driver

Third Picture: Ezra, Adam and Keanu

What You Desire | What You Deserve

Rating: K+

Summary: Jellal’s POV of the almost-kiss scene~


“I don’t see the old Jellal before me! He was full of life, and would never give up without a fight!”

“Maybe he’s dead now…”

Erza nearly snarled in her righteous anger. Her hands moved from his shoulders to his collar and she yanked him to his feet.

“Why you-!” She growled through her gritted teeth.

“Erza…"And then they were falling.


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Marks

((From this prompt. Further explanation of this soulmate AU can be found here, if you’re interested.))

Nightmares were not uncommon on the Ghost. Everybody had them; even Chopper, inasmuch as a droid could dream.

  They had a bit of an unspoken system in place. If somebody woke up screaming, you didn’t say anything unless they brought it up first. You went to outside their door, and if they wanted company, they could ask for it.

  Sabine wasn’t expecting Hera to want company. The captain rarely did when she had a nightmare. Maybe it was different this time because both Kanan and Ezra were away, on something that nobody was sure they would come back from.

  The door slid open.

  “I was up anyways,” Sabine lied, and politely looked away. It was a fiction, and everybody knew that it was a fiction, but it let them pretend and keep a little bit of dignity.

  “I couldn’t sleep either,” Hera said. It wasn’t precisely a lie. She wasn’t able to sleep at the moment.

  Sabine briefly glanced over, automatically, then froze. Something was wrong.

  “What is it?”

  It was Hera’s face. It was different. Wrong. There was a dark stripe running across it, a sickly dull olive, like a gash.

  Or a scar.

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Birthdays

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MEL!!!!!! Soooo, it’s @meldy-arts birthday, so you should all go say happy birthday to her because she is awesome! <3333

I really wanted to do something fun for you, Mel, and I’ve had the idea of writing about Ezra’s birthday for a while. And I decided, why not write a fic about his birthday on your b-day! It’s got a little bit of angst and quite a bit of fluff. And I hope you like it! Thanks for being such a great friend and screaming with me about headcannons! I hope you have an amazing birthday!!!!! <3333 *smooshes in a hug*

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