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netflix · 4 months
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What’s Next on Netflix in 2024 (Squid Game, Rebel Moon, The Umbrella Academy and more)
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peachyhoolagan · 6 months
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Honestly the most unrealistic thing about ahsoka to me that really sunk the last nail into the coffin was in the finale when sabine force pushed ezra into the ship.
Two reasons
1. Sabine should not have been able to wield it that well that quickly. From what we’ve seen I feel like the force doesn’t really work like that. Idk it could just click for some people but she’s not a natural. If she WAS she would’ve been using the force all throughout rebels.
2. I know damn well ezra could’ve made that jump on his OWN. Dude made that massive leap from one cliff to another in the rebels finale with no assistance and it’s been YEARS. You’re telling me he hasn’t gotten even better at doing his big jumps????
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bystander3 · 1 year
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I never thought I'd be so emotional over a Palm Tree in a Glass Jar.
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The Last Palm Tree in Green Hill...
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13ag21k · 10 months
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I headcanon Ezra as someone who absolutely adores being taken care of and knowing there are people out there who care for him and take notice of his potential, that's why despite everything that Maul does to them and despite his manipulation Ezra still doesn't hate him, Maul still protects him from the Tusken raiders and calls him apprentice and he doesn't use violence with Ezra and maybe I'm looking too much into this but I would've absolutely loved to see them grow a stronger bond where Maul only opens up to Ezra and trusts him and is redeemed slowly. But I kid you not I mostly would be thrilled to see Kanan and Maul argue over the methods the other uses to teach Ezra and constantly tell him to pick a side.
Ahsoka probably sees them all together and frowns, a little amused by the situation she asks: so Kanan is your master?
Ezra: Yes.
Ahsoka: and Maul also?
*insert a shot with Ezra holding Kanan and Maul's hand on each side*
Ezra: yes.
I'm smiling from ear to ear just thinking about Kanan training Ezra and trying to teach him some important jedi technique and philosophy regarding the force and Maul just making snarky comments and constantly correcting Kanan or Maul straight up barges into the room and slames the door open yelling: Ezra it is sith training time, While Kanan's eyes go as wide as saucers "HIS WHAT?" And a whole fight breaks out and Ezra just walks out with a face palm, head hanging low, tired and lowkey absolutely fond of the way these people who could have absolutely anyone as their apprentices to guide and look over chose him and care for him, who only a while ago had no one to trust and rely on, thinking he is alone and unwanted and now there are so many people believing in him, cheering him on and wanting to pass down their wisdom to him.
That's what would've made my heart explode and brain glitch with happiness.
*cue to me crying*
Also Maul calls Ezra "little sith" and Kanan flinches visibly everytime he hears this nickname, Ezra loves it tho.
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spinninglightning · 2 months
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whenever i read fics i always end up thinkin of a song for the fic or like, th chapter and then i canr stop associating the fic w/ those songs
#i listen to sm fckn music tht all the songs end up bein wildly diff too#ong i cld make playlists for multi ch fics#*stares at electric rebels*#actually u know what#i will#here r some songs:#our song by matchbox twenty is (early ch) electric rebels treemina coded#butterfly by bts (song is abt the fear of losing a person and in electric rebels this is very much true#everyone has the fear of not only losing their lives but losing their family(+found) as well#time is very much sacred n stuff like that)#humming by turnover (thr lyrics “with you ill make it out alive” sold me on this one)#viva la vida by coldplay specifically for the capital students because of how disillusioned theyve become due to the games#and forming relationships w/ their tribute#really good examples are vipsania and hilarius#rhythm of love by plain white t's makes me think of all the good moments treech n lamina have had despite their circumstances#(its also just a them song in general)#young volcanoes by fall out boy for the tributes!!! it seems light a more lighthearted victory song almost?#a “we will persevere” thing but more full of complete happiness#think abt the scene of teslee mizzen n treech running down the hill in jubilation (obvs before shit went down)#would that i by hozier just makes me think of when treech first met lamina up in the tree#which witch by florence + the machine is definitely for vipsania just before & after the bombing (aspen too but to a lesser degree almost)#“whos a heretic now” “im miles away hes on my mind” yeahhhh#love grows (where my rosemary goes) by edison lighthouse is jst a rlly good treemina song#rousseau by nerina pallot is a good fpr one of the main questions in the fic “are we really born free?”#(no. theyre not they have to work for that freedom. rousseaus main theory specifically the idea of it works really well for this fic#and the hunger games in general)#the promise by when in rome seems to work especially for treech and how he interacts with the others#he always seems to make promises - that theyll live - that he wont leave - that hell take care of the living for the deceased#this ended up sm longer than intended i reached the TAG LIMIT#basil.txt
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trendfilmsetter · 4 months
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Upcoming 2024 Netflix Releases:
- Squid Game Season 2
- Bridgerton
- Rebel Moon - Part 2: The Scargiver
- The Umbrella Academy’s Final Season
- 3 Body Problem
- Avatar: The Last Airbender
- Beverly Hills Cop: Axel F
- Cobra Kai
- Damsel
- Emily in Paris
- Formula 1: Drive to Survive
- Hit Man
- Love is Blind
- Outer Banks
- Sweet Tooth
- The Diplomat
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kaatiba · 4 months
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base-and-co · 8 months
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i had the idea for this one-shot for a week now and we're merely hours away from Ahsoka's finale, so might as well drop it right now
Voices of the Force
The world around him was swirling in bloodstained madness, pulling him both sides and making him scream in unison with the voice of his enemy, who was biting on his name, as a loth-wolf on a prey.
"EZRA BRIDGER!"
Ezra was turning inside out, his worn out skin taking place of his broken bones and his very soul desperately trying to escape this cage of blue chaos he unleashed. His vision was veiled by sheer curtain of pain and tears, his ears could not hear anything but his pumping heart and voice of Thrawn, burning inside his mind an everlasting mark.
Force was the only thing he could rely on right now.
Oh, how much he wanted to become one with it right now.
But something was telling him he couldn't.
Not yet.
"EZRA BRIDGER!" Thrawn roared, his wrath seen by Ezra for the first time. He stumbled, feeling the pressure of hyperspace eating them both alive, and let go. Door opened, stormtroopers instantly poured in just to be taken out hy purgils' tentacles and the storm of glass shards. Ezra grabbed a blaster and drew one of the helmets with the Force. He needed to breathe. His lungs were giving up and needed help. His blood was streaming down his ribcage and thigh, staining his clothes and the floors. Ezra wanted to give in, because it was so easy.
He just needed to close his eyes and let go and it all would be over. But something was not letting him do that.
Ezra could feel his legs betraying him, and he backed off, falling onto one of the tentacles. It felt cold yet familiar - he knew he could trust purgils, even if they were dragging him across space alongside his enemy.
"Help me," Ezra whispered, his voice barely audible. He wanted to give up so badly, he wanted to lay down and let soft mist of nothingness devour him completely, he wanted his pain to stop. Tentacle gently hugged him, lifted his body and lowered him behind the doors. Ezra couldn't feel his left arm yet he rose it to channel the Force. The doors were shut, last scream out of Trawn's mouth died behind them.
Ezra leaned on the wall, his breath still supported by the helmet, and heavily stumbled on his shaking legs. He needed to go right now. Where? He had no idea.
Back? To the others?
Well, this path was closed for good.
There was no one but him, his everlasting pain and the Force.
Ezra slipped on his own blood, and flopped on the floor, so tired and scared he didn't even scream.
"Kanan..." he called, trying to grasp on anything but finding nothingness welcoming him with open embrace. "Kanan..."
Ahsoka said, Kanan became part of the cosmic Force. Ezra would be part of it as well, but... It felt so unfair. Not for him, no. Ezra learned his lesson and found the moment he was needed the most, just like his master. But for the Specters...
Ezra swallowed hardly, his throat splitting at the seams, and tried to grip the wall, leaving a bloody handmark.
"Kanan..." he whimpered, like a little boy. Why must've it been so unfair?! "I can't..."
Ezra felt tears falling down his face and could not differentiate it from blood.
"YOU MUST SURVIVE."
Ezra squeezed his palm on his injured side and tried to push himself up. He needed to go, but it was so hard...
"I can't," Ezra cried in strangled voice, feeling how last sparks of life were on their way to leave him. "I want to, but I can't."
"YOU MUST, BOY," Ezra could not recognize the voice. It was low and stern, but Ezra could feel worry behind it. "USE THE FORCE. SURVIVE."
"Force..." Ezra leaned on the wall once more, his breathing getting shallower every second. The Force was around him, dancing in some crazy waltz, ready to take him in its peaceful embrace.
"Pull the glass out of your wound," it was another voice Ezra didn't hear before. It was of a woman, calm and comforting. Ezra closed his eyes, his eyelids heavy as a thousand mountains, and tried to focus on his body.
He was in one piece still, but he could feel blood leaving his body swiftly. Glass cuts, on his arms and his legs, one right on his side, where blood was leaking heavily, and burn on his left shoulder. It was so much. It was too much to handle alone.
"You're not alone, my child," Ezra wanted to cry and collapse in the arms of whoever's voice it was. It was soothing, yet it needed him to fight still.
"USE THE FORCE," the low voice repeated, a bit softer this time, as a mentor, who was finally warming up to their student.
Ezra gathered the strength he had left and opened his palm, letting the Force course through his very being, channeling to the point in his side where pain was the sharpest. Something was off there, something alien was piercing his muscle, tearing deeper inside his body. And when he got a Force grip, he pulled.
His scream must've shaken the whole Chimera and if it wasn't for purgils, this agonizing scream itself would tear the ship apart.
"STAY AWAKE," low voice bit, and Ezra coughed on hot air in his helmet, feeling sharp tears of pain streaming down his face.
"Stop it," it sounded awfully like Hera. Ezra gritted his teeth, trying to grip the thought, have something good to think about aside from this pain that was tearing his insides out. "You're doing great, Ezra. Just a little more."
Ezra didn't even think about how in the Force the voice knew his name. All his senses were drowning in burning pain, only his grip became stronger and stronger until the glass finally left his body, opening new way for blood to escape as well.
"Listen," voice begged, and Ezra tried his best not to fall into cold pitch black slumber calling him with a promise of rest. "Ezra, you need to close the wound. Pull the sides together and let them close."
"How..." Ezra managed to breathe out, his mind becoming more and more clouded. Echo of his thoughts was deafening, it was harder and harder to keep his focus. It was all he had left.
"The Force, my boy," Ezra could swear he felt a gentle touch on his cheek, reminding him of his mother so much he wanted to lean into it and cry his lungs out. "The Force is strong in you. Let us help. Let it flow through you."
He gulped, blood in his mouth as well, and let the feeling of the Force sweep him. It was so acutely sharp, Ezra could swear he saw someone's dark skin, someone's gentle smile, he could feel someone direct his hands.
Pain was blinding. Well, a jedi didn't need his eye sight. They had the Force.
Ezra felt like he was sewing a torn cloth back together, except the cloth being himself. It was maddening and he was absolutely sure he could not do it alone. But he wasn't.
"Good job, Ezra," he could hear smile in the voice. His breathing was getting deeper, calmer. "You are very brave, my boy, and very strong."
Ezra shook his head slightly.
"It's not... Over yet..." he whispered, helmet still muting his voice.
"I know," the voice whispered again. Ezra opened his eyes, his visor covered with his own blood. "But you will be alright. Caleb taught you well."
"Kanan," Ezra breathed out once more, letting his head hit the wall behind his back.
"MOVE, YOUNG BRIDGER," low voice was there again, and Ezra had a strange willing to smirk on hearing it. "IT IS NOT YOUR TIME YET. YOU MUST MOVE ONWARD."
"Give me a break," Ezra whispered, trying to recollect control over his beaten up body. "Just a couple more moments."
"YOU MUST SURVIVE."
"I will," he nodded lightly. "Just you stop yelling in my ear."
Ezra could swear he heard a light chuckle.
"Remember, Ezra," he opened his eyes, and pushed himself up. "You are not alone. Even if you can't see or hear it."
"I know," he leaned on the wall, breathing heavily. "Force unites us. Tell Kanan I'll be fine."
"THE FORCE WILL BE WITH YOU, YOUNG BRIDGER."
Ezra swallowed, closing his eyes. Force around him was calming down. It felt like it was moving away, slowly and lazily, like a gentle tide, leaving him on the shore.
"Thank you," he breathed out, before taking the first step and slowly moving down the corridor.
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mozart-the-meerkitten · 7 months
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Kitten update!
So Maraly's kittens are now four weeks (1 month) old and Leeli's are now 3 weeks old! And you know what that means...
NAMES! :D
I know some of you wanted me to give them Wingfeather names to go with the mamas, but the problem with that is... we can't keep 11 kittens. Even I, who am the epitome of a crazy cat lady with the softest heart for kittens ever, know that this is not feasible. We already had four cats before this, and we're keeping the three original rescues. We can't have 18 cats again, especially if 16 are inside our house! And it's going to be very hard for me to give the babies up as it is and giving them names of characters (or other cats I've had) I love will just make this harder. Also, my mom came home one day like, "so I think we should name the kittens after Inkheart characters" and who am I to disagree I love the Inkheart series. That being said there is one special baby kitten with a Wingfeather name but I'll get to her later.
Maraly's babies names!
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So this is Elinor (Ellie), formerly known as Gray! She is the eldest kitten, Maraly's firstborn, and she acts like it! She is the biggest and most advanced in skills. My mom said the other day (and I agree) that she acts more like a 6 week old than a 4 week old (and she weighs 1.2 pounds! That's about a FOURTH of Maraly's body weight!). She leads the charge in most accomplishments (except eating, interestingly enough, she was the third to start eating wet food) being able to run, hop, climb, play with balls, use the litterbox and attempt to escape their playpen before all the rest of her siblings! And she is the SWEETEST little darling- loves to cuddle and looks at you with the most adoring eyes. We don't know who she's meant to help, but she is an awfully special kitten and God definitely has a plan for her.
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This is Roxanne (Roxie), formerly known as Four as she was the fourth of Maraly's kittens born. She is right behind her sister Ellie in all physical accomplishments, though she was the last kitten to start eating wet food (I JUST got her to start YESTERDAY!). She is a BUSY little thing, always running and adventuring somewhere! She wants to go everywhere and see everything. She's also very sweet, though less cuddly and she likes to try and climb my legs. xD
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Maraly's three black babies are nigh impossible to distinguish in pictures so here's just some cute pictures of the three of them.
The biggest black kitten's name is Inkheart, as she is black and easiest to see markings on in the right light (since Inkheart is the name of a book markings=words, I thought it was fun and my mom insisted we name a kitten Inkheart so xD). She was the first to start eating solid food (wet AND dry food!). She screamed a LOT at me when she was younger but now she likes to climb on my lap and cuddle (or bite me, y'know, depends on the mood xD).
The second biggest kitten is named Sabine, formerly known as white spot. My dad named this one after a character in the Star Wars show Rebels since we've been watching it and we all think she's cool. She was the second kitten to start eating wet food and she ALSO likes to climb on my lap and attack and/or cuddle with me. xD
The littlest black kitten is Maraly's one and only boy, named The Black Prince (Prince) and formerly known as white tip, since he has a few white hairs on the very tip of his tail and it's how I've been distinguishing him since he was a newborn. xD He's an awfully cute little bugger, and fiesty, very playful.
All three of Maraly's black babies frequently play together and get up to trouble together. For instance, today they were trying to climb on top of their play tent WHILE their baby cousins were sleeping in it! They also often gang up on Maraly to nurse from her. xD Two of them (Prince and Sabine, I think) have been claimed by a girl who works at a local bakery my mom often stops at, so they will be able to continue to cause trouble together even after they leave us!
Since tumblr only lets me put ten pictures in a post and this is already quite long I'm going to put the names of Leeli's babies in another post (hopefully soon). In the meantime, here's a few more pictures:
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*I'll make a man out of you playing in the background*
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Meeting uncle Kalmar! (he was so sweet and nice to her! didn't hiss or growl and I think he gave her a kiss here <3)
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This kitten is illegally cute *flips table*
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LORD OF THE RINGS MEMES RELATIONSHIP MEMES
Théoden
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Fellowship
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raointean · 2 years
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Luke's Jedi Academy (Feat: Ezra Bridger)
Largely inspired by @laelish 's comics
Luke builds up his academy realizing a little more every day that he only has a passing knowledge of the force and how to use it
Ahsoka helps him out here and there, but she never stays for long because Skywalkers and Jedi bring up bad memories
Luke mourns the lost knowledge and prays that at least one Jedi survived who can teach him at least a little more
*cue Ezra Bridger's demonic laughter*
He was alone a lot while in deep space and spent most of that time exploring the force and so now he's hella strong in the living force
When he came back, his grip on reality was a little... loose, but time spent with the Ghost crew helped him heal and brought him back down to reality
He's still a little eccentric however
He hears about Luke's academy and goes to investigate
When he sees Luke, with his basic meditation skills, weak theory and control, and single lightsaber form, he thinks "I need to help this poor fool before he hurts himself"
Ezra happily agrees to stay and teach at the school, but he's mostly teaching Luke and babysitting force sensitive children
One of Ezra's favorite things when he was a padawan was listening to Kanan talk about the Jedi Order
It was healing for Kanan too, so he taught him just about everything he knew
Kanan told him about the culture, classes, dances, songs, and holidays of the Jedi
The biggest Jedi holiday was the Convergence where Jedi would come back to the temple from all around the galaxy and hang out with their lineages for a few days*
On the first day of the Convergence, the Jedi masters lead a song and dance to celebrate unity
(The song I have in mind here is Ozoliņi by Auļi. The dance is up for interpretation)
Ezra tells Luke about all this and Luke decides they should reinstate it
It's really small at first, just Luke, Ezra, Ahsoka, and a couple younglings but it grows over the years
One doesn't have to be part of the academy to attend. Survivors of Order 66 (like Quinlan Vos) and force sensitives from other walks of study are welcome as well
Hera brings Jacen every year and somewhere within the living force, Kanan is celebrating with them as well
*this is taken from @jasontoddiefor 's "Anakin's Guide to Jedi Traditions" (I don’t think that's the EXACT title, but it's pretty close)
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peachyhoolagan · 8 months
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Ezra never would have left her.
Ezra never would have left her.
Ezra never would have left her.
Ezra never would have left her.
Ezra never would have left her.
Ezra never would have left her.
Ezra never would have left her.
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nerdy-valkyrie · 1 year
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General Hux is just a cheep knock-off version of Agent Kallus and I will stand by this
Come at me Hux stans, your guy is just a worse writen version of my guy, AND my guy has better sideburns than your guy
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fancypantsrecords · 1 year
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Various Artists - Stubbs The Zombie In Rebel Without A Pulse: The Soundtrack | Shout! Factory | 2021 | Clear with Green Splatter
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