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Another bit of sweetness by the darling @rancidsugar

A sketch for my latest one-shot, Living On The Sleeping Tiger's Back.

For Day 1 of @sabineweek - Prompts: Sabine & Ahsoka - Space Tiger

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Kofi request from @rancidsugar of wolfwren shin tano au version.

I made two cause they are just busts and the prompt was half body AND this is canon and I might use it later when act 2 comes hehe

Kofi

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Ladies and gentlemen of the church of Sabezra/Ezrabine, I bless you with this fantastic commission of Ezra and a pregnant Sabine done by @rancidsugar! Please do show her some love when you can!

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Genesis ~~~~~~~~~~ Here's a wonderful commission made for @rancidsugar! Thanks so much for the support and just being another amazing client!

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Oh my god Yord can you please read the room and just leave? You’re making this awkward for them.

*Sabezra fanart from @rancidsugar

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for @rancidsugar

Shin and Sabine <3

this is my first time draw Sabine and it's so interesting

(also shin's daddy emote...dream comes true...)

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Bwaaahghg, ilu @mandalorianfleshenjoyer thank you for tagging me in Thing, mwahmwah

Anyway, well. Snippet of what I've most recently written from today, in fact! Stars were in alignment or whatever

"And just let me walk to my car alone, when it is dark? For shame, Wren. For shame."

"Oh, then... I guess-"

"Come. Walk with me."

Sabine flusters, but Shin is already beginning to stride down the sidewalk. Shaking her head, she follows obediently.

They walk in silent step together for nearly a block. It's Shin who breaks the silence between them.

"You know. It's a shame. I had a whole backstory I developed on the spot and everything."

"Backstory...?"

"About us. Of course, what else? We needed to seem authentic."

"Oh... Kaaay... And if I had said or changed some big detail in your backstory?"

Shin sighs.

"Well. It'd be worse. But I would be good about rolling with it. For your sake."

Indignation takes ahold of the artist.

"Worse??! What- Are you serious?! Oh my god-"

"We met when I was nineteen-"

"Nineteen? Wait. Wait, are you twenty-four???"

"Twenty-five. We needed a year to establish ourselves. That's not important, shh."

Sabine can hardly believe it.

And before she realizes it, Shin is rattling off her own tale.

"As I was saying. I thought you were the most selfish, unruly, rudest girl I had ever met-"

"Oh, come on- now you're just being-"

"But you were absolutely obsessed with me. I kept turning you down-"

"Obsessed?"

"Obsessed."

Anyway, uhh, tags, tagstags, uhm.

@cethlyarlo @kalevalakryze and @rancidsugar

Rules: In a separate post, share the last line you wrote or drew (Pooha had a whole section she shared, damnit, I want to share a Whole Section too) and tag as many people as there are words (or however many you desire.)

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Last Line Challenge - Tag game

Thanks for the tag @timetodiverge (you just wanna see what i am doing with the howler story dont you ;) i am not quiet there yet)

Rules: in a new post, show the last line you wrote (or drew) and tag as many people as there are words (or as many as you feel like).

Okay, than first of all something from the next story in the wolfwren "cherished moments" series

“Kriff, I am sorry Shin. I don't know what that was.”  “It’s–it’s fine. I shouldn't have assumed that–you connected to it better than expected. You are not a hopeless case after all.” And with that she walks away. Her senses are still in a heightened state; trying to push them down again. Somehow Sabine has managed to dig so much deeper than it should be possible with an exercise like this. Especially not in this direction. Shin was supposed to show her what the Force feels like, not the other way around.  This was something else entirely.

And then something else i started writing because of a dream, there is not much plot yet cause my notes are still scrambled, but have some cute wolfwren

The gentle embrace of sleep slowly slips away to make way for consciousness. Soft rustling of fabric alerts Sabine to her own growing wakefulness. Her mind escaping its state of dreamlike bliss.  Soft pads of fingertips run from over her eyebrows, down over the slope of her nose, and then against her cheeks where a thumb gently draws circles. Lips add to the sensation as they press a kiss to the tip of her nose. Then to her eyelids. First the right one, then the left. Only to finally find their place against her lips. Staying there for a few seconds, drawing up in a smile and applying more pressure. They pull back again and Sabine can’t resist chasing after the sweet touch.

The tagging will turn in to a circle real quick xD @johkku , @rancidsugar , @acliptika

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Get to know me

Thanks @verdika for the tag!!

Let's see what we have here

Favorite Color: it's always been apple green, but I am leaning pretty heavy on blues lately

Last Song: spotify says 'What Was I Made For?' by the one and only Billie Eilish

Currently Watching: last season of Station 19. I am four episodes in and gotta say... Not enjoying it as much. Coming up next is House of the Dragon!!

Also, currently reading: Dark disciple, by Christie Golden. Five chapters in, loving it.

Currently Craving: thankfully, nothing. Until I think about pasta al pesto... Just... Fucking cutting phase.

Coffee or Tea: 🤎 COFFEE 🤎 in vein, please

Any Hobby You Would Like To Try: I do have plenty already, but I always wanted to do MMA.

Any Au You’re Plotting For ?: i do have a canon-divergent story going on already and too many brainworms and WIPs to even dare to think about anything else somebody send help

Rules: answer + tag 9 people you want to get to know better and/or catch up with!

@timetodiverge @augustfiction @soloorganaas @rancidsugar @wanderingjedi77 @echo-coyote

Bring it!

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Some sweet @rancidsugar goodness. Full NSFW piece in Chapter 28 of Reach Out and Feel Me - see it here.

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When you love Sugar that much that you decide to wear it. 😍🫠

Love you @rancidsugar 😘❤️‍🔥

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Cyar'ika

A Sabine Wren & Ezra Bridger Story

Story Summary: Takes place during Ahsoka Season 2. Making a hasty exit from Peridea, Sabine Wren and Ezra Bridger are finally heading home together - only without Ahsoka, who elected to stay behind to finish the mission she started. Feeling lost without the presence of her Master and the grim ordeal of facing Thrawn's resurgent Empire ahead, Sabine is facing her lowest point yet. However, her trial is just beginning as Ezra finally confronts his closest friend with the knowledge about her deal with Thrawn. And the conversation that follows will change everything between them.

*Fan-art by the amazing @rancidsugar! Used here with their permission, since it directly inspired this fanfic.

Author’s Note: With the fantastic news that Ahsoka S2 is now in development, I finally decided to take a crack at writing the next reunion for our favorite duo. It’s a long time coming, and we all know Sabine needs to come clean with Ezra about certain things she’s been hiding from him. Let’s see how he responds.

The star whale's mouth gaped open, as Huyang maneuvered the T-6 shuttle into its mouth. Sabine held her breath as the vessel slipped inside, warily keeping an eye on the enormous teeth that hovered directly over them.

"Easy does it," muttered Ezra. He stood between her and Huyang in the shuttle's cockpit, eyes closed and hand outstretched; through the Force, Sabine could feel her friend communicating with the purrgil. Reassuring waves of calm and peace flowed through the bond he had with the majestic beast, making sure that they were not crunched between its massive jaws.

Sabine gazed in admiration at Ezra's competence, in the easy confidence he had in his abilities. He had grown so much in his time away from home and truly become the Jedi that Kanan wished him to be.

He would be so proud of you, she thought with a pang of melancholy. Not for the first time, she wished Kanan was here to witness all of this.

Her thoughts turned to her own master, Ahsoka Tano, who had elected to stay behind to finish her task on Peridea. Sabine felt guilt trickle into her emotions, remembering their last conversation before she left.

"We're supposed to stick together, remember? I'm not leaving you."

"Thrawn is your mission. What's happening here on Peridea is mine. I must see this through. And Ezra will need your help in defeating Thrawn."

"I can't do this without you, master. There's so much more I need to learn."

"You already know everything you need. I have nothing more to offer you than this: just be yourself, Sabine. That's more than enough."

She closed her eyes, feeling the pang of melancholy sharpen into grief. Once again, another loved one had gone and there was nothing she could do about it.

As if reading her thoughts, Huyang said, "Do not grieve for Lady Tano, Sabine. She was only able to make her choice because of you."

"You mean it was my fault," said Sabine bitterly.

"Not at all. It is because you are going home that she was able to stay on Peridea to deal with the threat there. She trusted you, Sabine Wren, to deal with Thrawn."

You know I can always count on you, right?

Sabine felt a small smile escape through the gloom of her feelings, remembering the young boy who had uttered those words a long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away . . .

Ahsoka had told her the same in their last conversation. Her master was counting on her to see this through. And she would. She promised herself, and to Ahsoka, that she would do whatever it takes to ensure that it was done.

And then she would bring Ahsoka home, so they could all finally live in peace.

The shuttle shuddered and a bright spectrum of lights filled the cabin; Sabine squinted her eyes at the dazzling array, almost blinded by the light show in front of them.

"Here we go," said Ezra. She looked at him, seeing the satisfied smile on his face. Sabine, not able to help herself, reached forward and squeezed his hand.

Ezra turned to look at her. "Thanks for coming back," she said.

He squeezed her hand back affectionately. "Did it in record time, too," he teased. "What's your excuse?"

Sabine rolled her eyes. "There was a war still going on, remember?"

"Uh-huh," replied Ezra, sounding unconvinced. "I guess I'll let it slide."

"This will take a while," Huyang said, interrupting their banter. "Ezra, if you would please tend to Lady Wren's injuries? I will stay here and keep an eye on things while you two rest."

Sabine blinked and then a wave of exhaustion and pain swept over her; she had forgotten how desperate their escape had been until now when Huyang had said something.

Ezra blinked and muttered a curse. "Right. Sorry, Sabine." He reached forward and lifted her from the co-pilot seat. She started to protest but another wave of exhaustion slipped past her defenses and only a weak mumble escaped her lips as Ezra carried her to the med-bay.

"You're awfully quiet," observed Sabine while he finished patching up her wounds some time later.

Ezra carefully applied a final bandage to a cut on her right upper forearm before replying, "Huyang's right. You shouldn't beat yourself up about Ahsoka. She needed to stay. And you needed to go home."

He sat back and double-checked his handiwork. "Can you walk?"

Sabine attempted to sit up from the medical bed but was immediately faced with a dozen sharp pinpricks of pain from all over her body. "You mean today?" she asked through gritted teeth.

Ezra smiled briefly at her attempt at humor before saying, "Bedrest it is, then."

Sabine grimaced but laid back in the bed. "This is doing wonders for my confidence," she muttered.

Ezra reached out and held her hand. "Surviving Peridea is an achievement only a few can claim. It's an exclusive club, Sabine. You're now a part of it."

She snorted. "Well," she mused, "if Thrawn can do it, then I sure as hell can."

At the mention of Thrawn, she saw Ezra's face become troubled. A flash of insight from the Force revealed something dark roiling beneath Ezra's confidence . . .

"What is it?" she asked quietly. "I felt that."

Ezra let go of her hand and sat back in his chair. She could practically see the gears whirring away inside his head as he thought through some particularly difficult decision.

Finally, he seemed to make up his mind. "I found the purrgils," he said slowly.

"I can see that," replied Sabine. "Seeing as though we're in one."

Ezra reached up to rub the back of his head. He's nervous about something, she noted. Her stomach began to sink, feeling the direction of his thoughts; small seeds of doubt were sprouting in his mind.

About her.

He looked up at her. "So did Thrawn," he said.

She inhaled sharply. "He was there?"

Ezra nodded. "He guessed what my next move was. I managed to get ahead of him, thanks to Hera's intervention but . . ."

"But what, Ezra?" Sabine felt like she didn't want to know the answer.

He reached down to his belt and took out his comm-link. "He sent me a message," he said quietly.

Ezra clicked on the comm-link and a conversation began to play.

Thrawn: "I must congratulate you on your success today, Ezra Bridger. You've shown great loyalty to your friends, Sabine Wren and Ahsoka Tano."

Ezra: "Not that you would understand anything about that. I'll be seeing you later, Grand Admiral."

Thrawn: "Indeed you will. Perhaps to a changed galaxy. All thanks to your friend, Sabine. How different things would be if she did not care so much about you."

Ezra: ". . . What's that supposed to mean?"

Thrawn: "Oh, she didn't tell you? Unfortunate. Be sure to give her my thanks when you reunite."

The recording stopped. Ezra gazed at Sabine, eyes unreadable, waiting for her answer.

Sabine couldn't bring herself to look at him. She just stared at the comm-link in his hand, wanting to be anywhere else than here, wanting a black hole to emerge and suck her into its void. Any hell would be preferable instead of having to face an Ezra who knew about what she had done.

"Sabine." His voice was soft, not accusatory. Almost pleading.

At last, she finally found her voice, weak as it was. "What do you want me to say, Ezra?" she asked. "Do you want me to apologize?"

"I want you to say whatever it is you want to say. I'm just going to listen," he said.

She folded her arms over her stomach; it felt like everything important inside her was threatening to spill out. "I'm not going to apologize," she whispered.

"Okay," was all he said.

"You weren't there. I had to make a choice. No one else was there. It was just me. Ahsoka - I thought Baylan had killed her. She was gone. And you were still gone, and I had the map." She hated how desperate her voice sounded.

Ezra, true to his word, didn't say anything. He just watched her.

"I couldn't lose you like I lost my family. Like how I thought I had lost Ahsoka. I wasn't - I wasn't strong enough to lose you a second time. My best friend." Tears threatened to blur her vision; a sob, rising in her throat steadily, almost robbed her voice of what little strength it had. She fought through it.

"So, I handed the map over. I made the deal with Thrawn to find you. I betrayed everything you and Kanan and everyone else sacrificed and died for. All just so I could see you again."

At last, she turned to look at him. The tears fell freely now down her face. "I doomed the galaxy for you, Ezra Bridger. And the worst part of it is, I'd do it again. Even knowing how it would all end."

Ezra gazed at her for a long moment and then turned away. Sabine struggled to sit-up and pleaded, "Ezra, please say something. Say anything."

He stood up abruptly. She blinked at him in surprise. "Say that you hate me and just get this over with," she said, resigned. Her heart was breaking into a thousand pieces but this was the price she knew would be paid the moment the map left her hand.

He stood over her. She waited for him to say the words that would end their friendship.

Instead, he clasped his hands over the sides of her face and leaned forward, gently touching his forehead with hers. Her eyes widened with surprise - and then with overwhelming gratitude as she felt the love and reassurance from him flow through their bond in the Force.

Sabine couldn't hold it back anymore. She started to openly weep. "After all this?" she cried. "Even with all that I've done?"

"Always," he reassured her. "I forgive you. Always. It'll be okay, Sabine. We'll figure it out, together."

"I'm weak," she said. "I did something so bad."

"You are not weak," replied Ezra firmly. "You are enough. You are extraordinary, Sabine. And it's not like I haven't done things I regret, you know? The Sith Holocron, you remember?"

Sabine shook her head. "This isn't the same! This is the whole galaxy that's at stake."

Ezra chuckled. "It's not a competition, first of all. And when hasn't the galaxy been at stake? We've dealt with Thrawn before, we'll do it again."

The guilt surged up within her, refusing to be assuaged by his words. "But - "

"But nothing," Ezra said sternly. "Sabine. Listen to me. Did you build the gigantic hyperdrive ring that Thrawn used to get back?"

She stared at him, thrown off by the sudden question. "Uh, no."

"Did you put Morgan Elsbeth onto his path as a partner? Did you hire Baylan and Shin?"

Sabine saw where his line of questions was heading. Grimacing, she said, "No, but - "

Ezra interrupted her. "Yes, you had a role in his return. But not all of it belongs to you, do you understand? He couldn't have returned without a lot of help, not just you."

"Okay, okay." She held up her hands in a placating gesture. "I get it. I think."

"Good," he said. "No more feeling guilty. We need to be focused for what lies ahead."

Sabine looked at him. "We?" she asked.

He nodded. "You're stuck with me, Sabine Wren. Whether you like it or not."

She smiled, considering his words. "I guess that's not so bad." She looked him over and shook her head in amazement.

"What is it?" Ezra asked.

"When did you grow up so quickly, goober?" she asked.

He grinned at her. "Haven't heard that nickname in a while. Since we were kids," he said.

"Yeah," she said. "Guess I can't really call you that anymore, huh."

Ezra winked at her. "You can call me whatever you like, Sabine."

She looked at him thoughtfully. "I'll think about it," she said. Suddenly, her stomach rumbled, interrupting the conversation. Sabine flushed with embarrassment.

Ezra laughed. "I'll heat up some food. Be right back."

Watching him leave, the moment he was out of earshot, Sabine said softly, "I'll be here, cyar'ika."

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After destroying the Duchess and relinquishing the Darksaber to Bo-Katan Kryze, Sabine Wren is drawn to getting to know the woman she hopes will reunite and lead their people.

Wrote this for Lesbian Visibility Day, but nearly didn't share it further after the first comment it received accused me of A.I. usage. Found such an accusation utterly devastating as I am completely against the use of A.I. for art and writing, and spent weeks working on this piece. So no, there has been no use of A.I. in this fic, both from my side in its writing nor from the wonderful @rancidsugar 's artwork within.

So, my fellow sapphics, Happy Lesbian Visibility Day! Come and treat yourself to some heavy lesbo smut between our favourite mean lesbian, Bo-Katan Kryze, and the colourful darling, Sabine Wren.

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Two Truths and a Lie

Well heck. Thanks to @armoralor and @sapphicsparkles for the tags! I'm gonna lean away from the traumas and look at my privileges with this instead 😂

Who to tag with this fuckery....? How about @halepo @jessequinnfirstofhername @timetodiverge @rancidsugar @loevawrites @augustfiction

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QUESTIONS FOR 15 FRIENDS I was tagged by @scifi-cowboy :) Sweet idea! Let's get to know some mutuals!

ARE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?: Neg. My parents picked my name out of a name book and I hate it 😅

WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED?: Last week, listening to the SW audiobook Victory's Price, sobbing like bitch when the pilots start telling their stories to each other. Ugh.

DO YOU HAVE KIDS?: Neg. I have fur-children though!

WHAT SPORTS DO YOU PLAY/HAVE YOU PLAYED?: (Field) hockey, softball, bit of soccer in school. Too hard to do teams sports now with shift work, but keen to try and join a mate in playing ice hockey. Love to run. Sporty upbringing, which has resulted in being stupidly competitive.

DO YOU USE SARCASM?: Pfft, me?! never

WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE?: It's hard to describe, and this is going to come across wishy-washy, but their energy. What's the energy they're giving off? Approachable? Connectable? Genuine? But also, love a good smile. ☺️

WHAT’S YOUR EYE COLOUR?: Green

SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDINGS?: Happy endings all the way. Please give me hope.

ANY TALENTS?: Ugh, this question sucks. Does being very good at my job count? Other talent would be the ability to hyperfixate on new hobbies to do them to a half-decent standard in a very short amount of time before getting distracted by something else.

WHERE WERE YOU BORN?: Downunder mate 🇦🇺

WHAT ARE YOUR HOBBIES?: Sewing, knitting, fanfic writing, running, just started burlesque which is gonna stick I think! And singing by myself in the car.

DO YOU HAVE ANY PETS?: Fur-children! A border collie, two cats and an old horse.

HOW TALL ARE YOU?: Five foot six

FAVOURITE SUBJECT IN SCHOOL?: Drama studies and psychology

DREAM JOB?: I actually really do love my current job, despite how stressful it is (ambulance dispatch). But damn, I would have loved to have made a living doing something creative/performative, like a cabaret/theatre performer, costume artist, etc.

Look, I'm gonna try tagging a lucky 13 in this. Please don't feel the need to answer any of this. It's just a bit of fun 😜 @veditas @the-merchant00 @halepo @bri-the-nautilus @loevawrites @sapphicsparkles @rancidsugar @detective-jane-rizzoli @that-one-loth-cat @kokonut713 @bufftat-junkie @across-the-cypress-trees @balancingtheforce

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