RIGHT / FIGHT.

HOPE   IS   SO   MUCH   STRONGER   THAN   FEAR.

[fairyroses]

I know what to say now.

[kalikori-a]

Kanan and Hera had been working together a few weeks now. They were something, but she honestly wasn’t sure what just yet. There was a connection, that much was undeniable. Beyond that, she was mostly trying to keep her head down and continue working. As much as she liked this guy, in the end, she had a job to do.

That didn’t stop her from stealing glances when she had the chance.

Walking up to the bar, she sat her tray down, moving the drinks he was making onto it. “See the zabrak at the end of the bar?” She smiled at him, barely moving her lips as she spoke, just in case anyone was watching. “That’s who has the key card. He just said this was his last drink, so we have to do something now.” She laughed as if he had told her a joke, reaching out to touch his hand. “Put that in his drink, it’ll hit him in half an hour or so and we can get what we need. He’ll wake up in a few hours with a headache and hopefully no memory of what we look like.”

[dumewolf-deactivated20231007]

get you a girl who sends you relevant baby yoda gifs after you went to bed

[kalikori-a]

dumeknight​:

she had been antsy. the pregnancy was not planned, but it certainly wasn’t unwelcome. it was something they had discussed for awhile, but neither of them really knew what to say, especially in the middle of a war. the baby would have to be watched closely… especially if it had the same abilities kanan had. he wasn’t sure just how jedi genetics worked, but hell, they’d find out. 

one of the positives ( not that their baby being healthy so far wasn’t a positive, of course, ) was that hera had taken hostage most of his clothes. which seemed like a bad thing, but how perfect she looked with sleeves rolled 5 times and the torso being down to her thighs was enough to make him smile.

“ you need some help? “ he asked, walking into the kitchen and heading straight for the fridge. he knew she was thirsty. her visits to the kitchen were usually because she was thirsty. “ soda or water? “ there’s no hesitance, he grabs her the former and breaks open the lid before walking towards her and handing it over. “ i see you found my favorite shirt. “ he teases, teeth worrying his bottom lip. “ i think i like it better on you. “

Hera knows her eyes must light up in a way that’s almost comical when Kanan makes the trip to the fridge she had been on her way to. He knew her almost too well. But damn if she didn’t absolutely adore that. That he knew exactly what she needed, what she wanted, without her having to say a word. She liked to think it was the same for him. That she could sense what he needed with nothing more than a look shared between them. It was one of the things she loved most about their connection.

“I’m really trying not to drink so many sugary drinks but lately it’s all I’ve wanted.” The twi’lek lets out a shy, almost ashamed laugh as she takes a sip of the cool soda. The content sigh that leaves her lips as she drinks causes a smile to cross her face. “Thank you.” Reaching out, she slips her hand into Kanan’s, enjoying this quiet moment that’s only for them. Hera can’t help the giggle that bubbles from her lips as she glances down at the shirt. “So we both picked this one as favorite, huh?” She teases, using her hold on his hand to tug him closer, leaning into him so that her head rests against his hip. “Keep that up and maybe it’ll be all I’m wearing later.” Hera is suddenly thankful that she doesn’t blush the same way Kanan does.

“How is it that this shirt fits you perfectly, but on me, even with this huge stomach, I can still wear it like a dress? I honestly didn’t think you were that much taller than me.” She can’t help but laugh a little as she lifts her head up to meet his eyes, her own sparkling with something between love, teasing, and pure happiness at their current situation.

[kalikori-a]

A hand was placed against her stomach as she waddled out of the bunk she shared with Kanan towards the small kitchen area of the Ghost. She was thirsty, but also tired. And with the extra weight, she ended up having to sit down and take more breaks from time to time. Hera was thankful for their baby, of course. She wouldn’t trade a moment of this for the world. But she couldn’t help but to wonder if she would even be able to defend herself or their baby if the wrong creature were to find their way too close to the Ghost. 

Now here she was, sitting on one of the crew benches while she waited for whatever was going to make her feel like standing up and walking again. “Damn tall Jedi and his damn long sleeves.” Hera mumbled, with nothing but love in her quiet teasing as she rolled the sleeves up on his sweater once again. Lately none of her clothes fit, but his seemed to do the job just fine.

[kalikori-a]

" happy mothers' day. " ♡

“Such a sweetheart.” The twi’lek reaches up, cupping his cheek gently, her other hand resting atop her stomach that was growing larger every day. “Do I technically still get to celebrate even though our little one isn’t here yet?” Hera teased, sliding her hand around to the back of his neck to pull him down gently. “Thank you. I love you, Kanan.”

[dumewolfa]

i’m 6′2 and buying my gf roller skates so i can drag her along without her lil legs hurting

[kalikori-a]

You listen to me. You tall, sweet boy. You were walking so fast! You and your 6′2 ass trying to slow down so my 5′1 (on a good day) self can keep up? Was super sweet, but also like how dare you be so tall <3

Remember how you also had to teach me that people up North don’t smile and talk to people they pass on the street like we do down here? That was a fun conversation.

“Hey, so. It’s really cute that you’re being so friendly. But people here aren’t.” “Aren’t what?” “Aren’t friendly. Or nice. At all.”

xD

[kalikori-a]

lothwulf‌:

❝     ━━━━━━      nevermind     ,     that  makes  total  sense.     ❞

“Easy now. Kanan has plenty of good plans. This one just went a little..off course.”

[kalikori-a]

lothwulf‌:

open  post     /     *     mutuals  only.

❝     that  seems     …     a  little  flawed.     ❞

“You can thank Kanan for this plan.”

[kalikori-a]

Kanan:

he  wants  to  say  that  he’s  fine  again     ,     even  though  it’s  evident  that  she  hadn’t  believed  him  in  the  first  place.  so  instead  teeth  worry  his  bottom  lip.  the  touch  is  gentle     ,     soft     ,     different  than  he  had  experienced  in  his  time  exploring  this  doomed  galaxy.  he  had  relationships  before.  never  anything  serious     ,     usually  jumping  systems when  the  bartender’s  daughter  offers  to  marry  him.

he  shakes  his  head  again     ,     pushing  away  the  assumption  that  he’d  retract  his  agreement  to  join  her  crew.  he  wouldn’t.  not  just  because  he  had  nowhere  else  to  go  and  no  credits  to  get  a  ship  the  hell  away  from  this  place.      ❝     shit  happens.     ❞     he  says.  teeth  still  gnawing  at  his  bottom  lip.      ❝     just  because  something  happened  while  i  was  with  you  doesn’t  mean  it’s  your  fault     ,     hera.     ❞     

it  was  an  understatement  to  say  he  had  feelings  for  her.  he  did.  more  than  he  wanted  to     ,     honestly.  she  was  very  quickly  becoming  extremely  important  to  him  and  that  thought  alone  scared  the  living  hell  out  of  him.  getting  close  to  people  was  dangerous     …  she  thought  she’d  get  him  in  trouble     ?     just  wait  until  she  finds  out  he’s  been  on  the  run  for  a  decade.      ❝     i’m  going  to  stay.  whether  you  like  it  or  not.     ❞

Hera continues working out the tension, the soreness that would surely linger in his muscles for at least a day or two. Honestly she’s not sure if she’s helping at all, but having something to do with her hands is keeping her from overthinking everything she was saying to him. Obviously she doesn’t want him to leave. She wouldn’t have asked him to join her if that was the case. But she can’t imagine being the reason something happened to him. Just because she liked to do the slightly less than legal jobs. That wasn’t exactly what he had signed up for. Kanan was a good man. He deserved so much better than that.

“Shit happens, he says.” The twi’lek can’t help it, she smiles at the way he brushes off her comment, her worries about him. But she can’t help but have this feeling of fear, worry that they’ll continue to get closer only for her to lead him into a situation that ends up with him hurt, or worse. Hera already can’t imagine something happening to him, especially because of her. “There are plenty of things that are my fault, unfortunately. Just ask my dad.” She sighed letting out a humorless laugh and shaking her head. “That’s a talk for another time.”

She moved one of her hands from his arm to rest against his cheek. This was a much more intimate gesture, one that probably took her by surprise as much as it would him. But she needed him to know just what he was getting himself into. There was no room for secrets between them. “Are you sure? Knowing that I could walk us into a trap? Into a job or a mission where we end up hurt, or worse. You’re sure you want to stay?” Hera tried to keep the hope out of her voice. This had to be his decision, she couldn’t sway him just because it was what she may have wanted.

[kalikori-a]

Kanan:

❝     i’m  fine.     ❞     he  quickly  replies.  there  was  no  sense  in  having  hera  worry  about  him      …     nobody  had  done  that  in  over  a  decade     ,     now  certainly  didn’t  matter.  he’d  taken  a  few  body  shots.  but     ,     in  general  he  was  able  to  fight  for  himself     ,     and  for  her.  not  that  she  needed  the  help     …     kanan  had  seen  first  hand  just  what  she  could  do.  but  he  wasn’t  one  to  stand  watching  on  the  sidelines.  he  was  a  more  hands  on  kinda  guy.  a  throw  someone  through  a  bar  window  kinda  guy.

massaging  his  left  bicep     ,     he  glances  over  as  she  speaks.  shrugging  and  shaking  his  head.      ❝     just  lookin’  for  a  fight.     ❞     he  says.  though  that  wasn’t  all  the  truth.  he  was interested  in  her     ,     probably  more  than  he  even  knew  himself.  not  to  mention  his  dumb  habit  of  getting  involved  when  he  was  trying  his damnedest  to  avoid  the  eye s of  the  empire.      ❝     don’t  mention  it.  really.     ❞

His quick reply of ‘I’m fine’ left her feeling uneasy. They had very similar mentalities when it came to other people worrying about them. Avoid the worry at all costs. Avoid any extra attention, any extra eyes on you. But she cared about him. Hera was realizing she cared about Kanan so much more than she had been willing to admit. Him standing up for her made those feelings even stronger. He had done it without her asking for help. He had done it for no reason other than he wanted to help her. It was rare, in their lines of work, to find someone you were willing to stand up for. That was willing to stand up for you.

“Let me?” She whispers, reaching over to rub at his sore muscles, the skin already starting to darken ever so slightly. “I’m sorry.” She whispers, a sigh following her words as he fingers try to gently work out any pain, any tension lingering in his muscles. “Kanan I..” She didn’t know his whole story. Honestly, she wasn’t sure she ever would. But she knew enough to know she had too many eyes on her. Hera was already on the radar of the Empire and that was the last place he wanted, or needed, to be. “I’ll understand if you don’t want to work with me anymore.” We aren’t just working together. “As much as I don’t want to admit it, I’m afraid I’ll end up putting you in danger. Right in the middle of this fight you’ve been trying to avoid.” It hurt, but if waning him made him leave, if that ended up saving him from what could happen? It would be worth it. Hera tried to blink away the stinging in her eyes.

[daryshkart]

Commission for @peaceloveandinternet  (thank you♥) Kanan&Hera from SW Rebels 

[kalikori-a]

Hera sat in the cockpit of the Ghost, Kanan in the co-pilot seat right beside her. She had taken a few hits, but she knew he had taken more. But they had won. Gotten the full credits she was owed for the job she finished just before they met. And had made it back to the ship more or less no worse for wear. “Are you ok?” The twi’lek started, unsure of how to start telling him the things on her mind. They were close, and getting closer by the day. But she wondered if he realized what he had done.

“I’ve been cheated out of more credits than I care to think about.” Hera started, her voice low in the quiet space around them. “When it’s just you against a whole gang, and you aren’t doing the most legal jobs anyway, you tend to take what you can get and run.” Kanan understood that better than anyone, she knew that already. “But you..you stood up for me.” She hoped the surprise, the wonder in her voice wasn’t insulting in some way. It wasn’t that she didn’t think he would do something like that. No, it was that no one else ever had. He was the first to treat her like she was worth something.

[rowenaravenscroft]

My finished commission from the amazing @lorna-ka. She captured my request perfectly and I can’t praise her enough. Aside from other comissions I have stuff from her Redbubble account and they are great.

[kalikori-a]

he's aligned mugs in a neat circle just a foot away from the ghost's ramp. "hey hera. it's... a little MUGGY outside."

“Kanan Jarrus I swear to the Maker if I walk outside and see all our mugs again you’re-” Hera walked outside and sighed, trying to keep the smile off of her face. “You’re walking back to Gorse, you know that?” The smile finally broke as she walked over, bumping into his shoulder teasingly before wrapping her arms around his waist.

[kalikori-a]

dumewolf‌:

there’s something  about  her  confusion  and  her  lack  of  confidence  that  brings  yet  another  smile  to  his  face.  he’d  experienced  this  with  ezra     ,     though  the  boy  had  more  questions  than  she  has.  he  didn’t  mind  it  either  way.      ❝     the  jedi  teach  that  emotions  are  unwelcome.     ❞     he  says     ,     huffing  the  gentlest  laugh.      ❝     yet  order  a  connection  to  the  living  force     …     wanting  us  to  find  a  connection  to  those  around  you.  to  bring  the  force  in  without  trying.     ❞     he’d  always  found  it  quite  silly     ,     really.  to  forbid  emotions  and  attachments     ,     but  then  teach  that  feeling  and  connecting  was  vital.      ❝     would  you  like  to  try  the  lothcat  way     ?      ❞     he  laughs  once  more.      ❝     ezra  failed  at  that.  maybe  you’ll  be  luckier.     ❞

Hera was not used to being unsure about herself, or being bad at things. Of course, that wasn’t to say she was full of herself. She knew what she was good at, and she focused on that. When she wasn’t the best at something, she worked on it until she was better. But this was different. This was something she could work on, but it may never be stronger. She may never be better at her use with whatever force she had in her. Hera only hoped Kanan wouldn’t be disappointed if she wasn’t as strongly connected to it as they both thought. “If Ezra wasn’t able to do it, do you really think I’ll be able to?” The young man still had plenty to learn, but even she knew he, with Kanan’s teaching, would grow into a strong force user. “I’ll try, of course. Just don’t be surprised if you have to save us from an angry lothcat.” She snorted as she looked around, turning her body to face one sitting just a few feet from them. “Ok..now what?” Hera asked with a shy laugh, glancing at the man beside her.

[kalikori-a]

dumewolf‌:

❝     i’m  no  ‘   detailer   ’     ,     i  probably  couldn’t  tell  you  the  first  thing  about  painting  cars.     ❞     he  laughs     ,     despite  how  true  that  was.  he  was  used  to  working  underneath  cars.  getting  into  their  guts.  not  to  mention  he’s  never  worked  on  a  scooter  before.      ❝     i'd  be  thrilled  to  give  it  a  shot     ,     though.     ❞        /     @kalikori​.

“Well I don’t trust anyone else to work on her. So as long as you don’t mind, I’d love to see what you can do.” Hera smiled, running her fingertips along the lime green painted Vespa. It was probably a bit strange that this was her dream car, but it was. This scooter was exactly what she had always wanted. “I just think some white accents will really make her perfect. More perfect.” Looking up, she caught the man’s eye, a shy grin spreading across her face. “Mind if I hang out with you while you work?”