#it’s the least I can do to show my appreciation (and indulge myself tbh 😆)

[better-call-mau1]

@jessicas-pi honestly I wasn’t sure if I was hoping you’d read all the tags or not (because Sabezra Remote-Conceived Midichlorian Baby might be the crackiest thing my brainrot has ever produced 😅) but I am very very happy you did — not least of all because of THESE tags!!! 🤣🤌

After several polls of coming in second or third or fourth or whateverth place, Bo-Katan's Obitine Flashbacks finally won!

Bo-Katan doesn’t know specifics, but she does know it hasn’t been more than a month.

She lowers her voice. “I’m sorry for your loss, Wren. I know you and the Jedi were… close…”

And Sabine Wren drops her face into her arms, bursting into tears and then apologizing through her hysterical sobs, which tells Bo-Katan exactly how close they were.

Bo-Katan is hit with a feeling of deja vu, like she’s done this before.

Wait.

No.

She has.

Ha ha. Fun.

This is just exactly what she needed right now, another woman brokenhearted over a Jedi.

And she thought the time with her sister had been awkward.

Wren is still rambling, half-incoherently as she rubs her eyes and tries to pull herself together, a mix of excuses and explanations and aching, soul-deep pain.

She says enough to give Bo-Katan another realization.

Unless Bo has entirely misheard—not only did Wren have feelings for the Jedi boy—not only did the Jedi boy have feelings for Wren in return—not only did they confess to each other—they also said the vows, which is, Bo is pretty sure, farther than Satine ever got with her Jedi, and then the thought of Satine and Kenobi gives Bo-Katan the most horrifying notion yet.

“Oh, my gods, are you pregnant?”

Sabine sits up, eyes huge, mouth hanging open in speechless bewilderment.

“Am I… no!”

Her answer is entirely sincere, and Bo-Katan slumps in relief.

Manda be praised. We don’t need more Korkies.

[jessicas-pi]

@better-call-mau1 dude. crack is my lifeblood. every single fic i've ever written is either crack or started as crack and got serious that one weirdly sad togruta vocalizations fic i wrote is an outlier adn should not have been counted i THRIVE on crack

and your tags continue to be gold

#I will never again hesitate to unload my tag rambles on your posts#it’s the least I can do to show my appreciation (and indulge myself tbh 😆)#that reblog maxed out at the 30-tag cap which was a bummer because I could’ve kept going#but the “Who’s The Dad” game???? 😂😂😂#everyone’s reactions/stances are so on-point#zeb just playing the ‘NOPE’ card#Kallus as that meme with Charlie from It’s Always Sunny#Rex freaking KNOWS because at some point he and Anakin discussed their odd paternity situations#so he’s like “ah yeah it’s another Force baby but without the ‘there was no father’ shenangins”#of course he would have to kill whoever he told that to as you said#can’t have Force users running around remote-conceiving babies#(although that’s considerably less bizarre than the way they explained Snoke in Rise of Skywalker)#anyway anyway anyway then of course Hera the Good Mom is trying to draw attention away from Sabine’s…ambiguous situation…to the task at hand#but Alrich — MY MAN!!!!!!! he freaking gets it#he’s an artist and he sees things that others don’t and he trusts Sabine’s instincts#and trusts that the Bridger boy would totally be a good enough son in law to give him a grandkid from fifty thousand parsecs away#ah…and Ursa…the Mom Who Is Trying…I appreciate her attempt at coming up with a rational explanation lol#Qui-Gon has been waiting like 25 years to dunk on Mace for questioning him after finding the Chosen One#oh wait no 35 years!#huh…wonder what Plagueis would say? “this kid better be careful or he’s gonna come back to 100k credits worth of overdue alimony payments”#something like that I’m sure#anyway thank you for exchanging tag rambles with me#quite a pleasant way to spend this Sunday while also writing Sabezra#jessicas-pi#sabezra#sabezra fanfiction

After several polls of coming in second or third or fourth or whateverth place, Bo-Katan's Obitine Flashbacks finally won!

Bo-Katan doesn’t know specifics, but she does know it hasn’t been more than a month.

She lowers her voice. “I’m sorry for your loss, Wren. I know you and the Jedi were… close…”

And Sabine Wren drops her face into her arms, bursting into tears and then apologizing through her hysterical sobs, which tells Bo-Katan exactly how close they were.

Bo-Katan is hit with a feeling of deja vu, like she’s done this before.

Wait.

No.

She has.

Ha ha. Fun.

This is just exactly what she needed right now, another woman brokenhearted over a Jedi.

And she thought the time with her sister had been awkward.

Wren is still rambling, half-incoherently as she rubs her eyes and tries to pull herself together, a mix of excuses and explanations and aching, soul-deep pain.

She says enough to give Bo-Katan another realization.

Unless Bo has entirely misheard—not only did Wren have feelings for the Jedi boy—not only did the Jedi boy have feelings for Wren in return—not only did they confess to each other—they also said the vows, which is, Bo is pretty sure, farther than Satine ever got with her Jedi, and then the thought of Satine and Kenobi gives Bo-Katan the most horrifying notion yet.

“Oh, my gods, are you pregnant?”

Sabine sits up, eyes huge, mouth hanging open in speechless bewilderment.

“Am I… no!”

Her answer is entirely sincere, and Bo-Katan slumps in relief.

Manda be praised. We don’t need more Korkies.