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After the events of Message and adjusting back to normal life, Seiji finds life boring and out of his control. He wants excitement and to make his own way. However, the choices he makes aren't good... and someone finds him.
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Ezra está enamorado de su maestro.
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Just a place to keep my pompep fics together
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Decorations for Fic (HTML/CSS): Fan Art, Dividers, Embedded Songs, and More by Jnsn
Fandoms: No Fandom, Archive of Our Own
24 Jul 2021
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NON-FICTION. This work shows some examples of use of HTML/CSS to decorate a fic with art and other things. The second chapter provides the HTML for each example.
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17 Jun 2025
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Kanan and Hera stumble across a baby after a mission goes wrong, and some added complications lead them to taking on a new task.
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Aka Hera and Kanan find a dumpster baby and decide to raise itBookmarked by hjbender
29 Aug 2021
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This work is a plagiarization of my fic “A New Mission”: https://archiveofourown.org/works/27664403
Plagiarized concepts:
-Time swap in which adult Kanan and Hera find a baby Ezra
-Ephraim and Mira Bridger dead in their home, shot in the head "execution style"
-Kanan drawn by the Force to Ezra
-Baby Ezra concealed in a hidden alcove
-Kanan and Hera trying to talk themselves out of keeping Ezra
-Kanan and Hera keep Ezra anywayI politely reached out to the author—who had kudosed my fic a few days before posting this one but left no comment—but instead of a response, they immediately orphaned the work. With no other choice, I reported the work. Unfortunately, AO3 deemed that it didn't qualify enough as plagiarism to warrant removal, which is why it remains up to this day.
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New Mission (my fic): Hera peers into the box and pulls back the silvery heat-proof blanket covering the wriggling bundle. A baby’s face comes into view, red and twisted.
New Song (this fic): Hera ducks down to her knees, sticking hesitant hands into the crate. She pulls back the fabric of the blankets to reveal the small face of a human babe.
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New Mission: “There was a name hanging on the wall of the nursery. Ezra.”
“Ezra,” Hera repeats.
New Song: Inscribed on the wooden cradle was a single word, a name.
“Ezra.” Hera breathes.
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New Mission: “I know. This makes things a lot more complicated.” He sighs heavily and gives her a defeated look.
New Song: He sighs, not taking his eyes off the baby. “I know, Hera. Things just became a lot more complicated for us.”
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New Mission: “Kanan, we can’t take care of a baby,” Hera says. “We’re insurgents. Our life is unpredictable, hazardous even.”
New Song: “We can't take care of a baby.” He says with a pained look on his face. “I know we can't leave him here, but what do we do after? We’re insurgents too, constantly on the run.”
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New Mission: “There’s no place where he’ll be safe, is there?” Hera finally says.
New Song: “There will never be a safe enough place for him to be. Not in the middle of the war.”
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New Mission: She had never been so simultaneously worried and happy in all her life. Maybe this is how all new parents feel.
New song: A feeling settles in her stomach, a mix of fear and awe and affection. Maybe that's how parents feel.