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Everika

Kanan’s old friend.

The Ghost crew is sent on what should have been a simple supply mission to an abandoned Republic listening station hidden deep in the Outer Rim. Hera believes the station may still contain old Imperial route data the rebellion can use, but when the crew arrives, they quickly realize someone else has already beaten them there.

Jack Kline

Jack Kline is in love with you and doesn’t know how to show it.

We’re ten?!…

The 104th Wolf Pack is stationed on a remote Republic outpost while awaiting extraction after a difficult campaign. With communications down and no immediate missions, the clones find themselves with an unusual amount of downtime.

The Wolf at the Gate

The 104th Battalion—The Wolfpack—has been holding the line on the war-torn planet Verden for weeks. Under the command of Jedi General Plo Koon and Clone Commander Wolffe, they’ve turned a crumbling Republic outpost into something that resembles stability.

Don’t flirt with Ghost…..

After a late-night mission and a long debrief, Task Force 141 finally clears out of the base. The locker room is split by a thin privacy curtain—standard procedure, nothing special about it—except tonight it feels like it’s doing a very poor job of keeping distance where it matters.

Task Force 141

Task Force 141 has been together long enough that no one remembers what the team looked like before Y/N.

What are we?….

Damian’s sick of it. He loves Nyx, but the glances, the subtle soft touches — it cannot just be him. She has to feel it too. The way his stomach flips when she’s too close, the stupid smiles he fights back whenever she looks at him too long. Damian Wayne has concluded that he’s come down with something absolutely diabolical — a crush. And at sixteen, he does not have time for pathetic distractions like crushes. Which makes this worse considering he’s currently laying with his head in Nyx’s lap. In pajamas. In her bed. At her house. Technically a sleepover, though he’d rather die than admit it’s his first one. Nyx’s fingers comb through his hair absentmindedly while she sips fruit punch with her free hand, the scent of mangoes and peaches lingering from her perfume as some cheesy Hallmark movie plays in the background. Damian hasn’t paid attention to a single second of it. Not when she keeps touching him like that. Then suddenly, he asks, “What are we?” It’s a reasonable question. Friends don’t normally know what the other looks like half asleep at three in the morning. Friends don’t casually kiss each other, steal hoodies, or practically live in each other’s rooms. And Damian is fairly certain normal friends do not end up in the same bed almost every night.

Gala

The invitation still comes in black and gold—formal, polished, and impossible to ignore.

A another Jedi…?

The Ghost crew is sent on what should have been a simple supply mission to an abandoned Republic listening station hidden deep in the Outer Rim. Hera believes the station may still contain old Imperial route data the rebellion can use, but when the crew arrives, they quickly realize someone else has already beaten them there.

Damian Wayne

Gotham’s high-society weddings were supposed to be dignified affairs.