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idk how to flirt but i can make things awkward if you're into that
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WHAT A DREAM
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My cat has to wear a cone this week and it made me think of an angel whose halo is a cone.
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It's sad Kanan hours remind me not to listen to Sleeping At Last again
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Dandelion Grass Ring.
Wedding Bands were probably rare in District 12 and a silver ring with a fat gem is probably too capitol for comfort, so why not a grass ring? They may be temporary, but just as meaningful.
(Well actually, it’s because they had an impromptu toasting and Peeta had to get creative. 😊)
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☆ the boy and the beast ☆
i just adore beast atsushi ♪(´ε` )
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U.S. conservatives always talk about creating jobs but get SO MAD whenever anyone mentions banning prison labor like imagine the insane ammout of jobs that would be created literally overnight if companies in your country had to actually employ people instead of using slave labor from people that got caught with weed 10 years ago.
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Animated…
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…versus live action…
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…versus Lego.
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Who wins?
We do. They have all mastered the goofy Ezra Bridger grin and the sarcastic Sabine smirk.
I want more. Give me more!
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Datapad
Hello there!🤗 I hope you'll enjoy this fic!❤️
Summary: Ezra breaks his datapad and asks Sabine to fix it. However he also asks Sabine to borrow him her datapad. While using Sabine's datapad, Ezra discovers that Sabine was chatting with Ketsu about him and she sees him much more than just a friend.
Rating: Teen and up audiences
Warnings: None! 😀
Word count: 1,818
Link to AO3:
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Dubious advice and dumb decisions... how fun!
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@keeper-of-sparkly-things @kanerallels @better-call-mau1 @seleneisrising @jedi-nurse @dootchster @ana-cantskywalker @thefinaljediknight
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by Artem Tuzov
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Hoth <3
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Something warm.
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I was thinking about all of the similarites between Gwiles and Sabezra…specifically Miles’s sketchbook…and I thought Ezra might have something similar…
Sabine is going over Ezra’s things after he leaves, and she finds his datapad. She smirks as she calls out into the lonely Ghost, “Oh, Ezra! I found your datapad! I’m gonna go through it, so you’d better come back here and stop me!”
And it’s not like she really expects him to answer or rematerialize with purrgil in-tow, but she still chokes a little on the way the hollow echoes ring back.
To distract herself from the emptiness, Sabine opens the datapad anyway, wishing, hoping for some sort of message. A brief hint about where he’s going or when he’ll be back.
But there’s nothing in the text files.
She’s about to shut it off, frustrated and becoming entirely too used to dead ends and disappointment, when an unnamed photo folder catches her eye.
Curiosity wins out in the debate over whether she’s going to open it or not.
What Sabine finds...is completely unexpected.
They’re mostly just pictures of her. Painting. When she let him watch. When they talked. When they were together and it felt like, just for a little while, that the galaxy wasn’t so big and cruel.
Most of the photos she remembers him taking, recalls that he asked permission, but until now, she’s never given them a second thought. She assumed he just liked the art.
Sneaky loth-rat, Sabine thinks with a crooked smile. I should’ve known.
There are little captions to go along with the photos, and his stories remind her of the journal he used to keep. Fondly she runs her finger over the words, and it almost hurts too much to hear his voice in them.
Sabine scrolls backwards through time until she finally arrives at the last photo. It’s a blurry, hastily snapped shot of her painting the TIE, taken from Ezra’s pov where he was laying in the Lothal grass, the toes of his boots in the foreground.
It’s an old image, but the caption entry is newer. Sabine is chewing on her lip when she taps the link. She’s not going to give in to tears. Not yet.
But she loses the battle when she reads:
I think I fell in love with her when she was painting.
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