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Sparks
by Findswoman
While working in the mines during school break, a shy kit from a mining town on Lasan discovers powers she did not know she had.
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Till the Shades Lengthen
by Findswoman
While aboard the Rose Evergreen in hyperspace, Telfien reflects on what is to come for the Galaxy at a momentous time, and gives a blessing to each of her friends on board. Features the crew of the Rose Evergreen, all female and all of different species: Telfien Viurraanvi (Gand Findswoman), Glockel Sternenkranz (Human spacer/pilot), Lualani’Draba’Takiil “Lua” (Drabatan seamstress), Shulma Trilasha Orrelios (Lasat shaman), and R1-K4 “Rika” (astromech droid).
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Our Big Fat Lasat Wedding
by Findswoman
Zeb and Shulma get married on Lasan around 19–18 BBY, plus all the things that lead up to it: announcements to families, bachelor and bachelorette trips, and more.
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Light of Lasan
by Findswoman
Two young betrothed Lasat—a shaman and an Honor Guard officer—unexpectedly find themselves with important roles to perform at one of their homeworld’s most important ceremonies, and both encounter stresses and setbacks as they prepare. Started 2017 (first five chapters) and finished 2019 (sixth chapter).Thanks to Raissa_Baiard for beta-reading and collaborating on the fanon that went into this; for details on various fanon elements and customs referenced throughout, please see our jointly written Lasat fanon post. For detailed explanatory notes on each chapter, see the posting of this story at boards.theforce.net.
Star Wars: Rebels
Dinner with the Orrelioses
by Findswoman
A young Zeb, currently a cadet in the Honor Guard, brings his girlfriend to meet and dine with his family for the first time. Epic parental embarrassment ensues, but so does a little mush.
Star Wars: Rebels
Long, Lonely Time
by Findswoman
At different points in his life and relationship with Shulma, Zeb ponders desire and waiting, and how they always seem to go together.
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A potentially explicit work
Star Wars: Rebels
The Captain, the H-Goater, and the Voorpak
by Findswoman
In honor of the Lasan High Honor Guard’s acquisition of a long-awaited new vehicle, Zeb, as captain, must perform a Guard tradition that brings to the surface some of his deepest fears. But with the help of his siblings and his wife, he will be able to surmount them—or will he?
Star Wars: Rebels
A Private Place
by Findswoman
Zeb surprises Shulma with a visit to her private study chamber at the Royal Lasat Academy of Shamans, and kissing ensues...
Star Wars: Rebels
You Must Be Garazeb; or, Dinner with the Trilashas
by Findswoman
Zeb, at this point a senior cadet in the Honor Guard, meets his sweetheart’s family for the first time… and everything goes wrong.
Star Wars: Rebels
Blumfruit and Queen's Heart
by Findswoman
The last conversation between Zeb and his wife (OC) on the morning before the Siege of Lasan.
Star Wars: Rebels
Calm after the Storm
by Findswoman
Shulma receives comfort and support from her friends after Porfozald harasses her. An “outtake” of sorts from “The Sad, Sad Story of Porfozald Marballees!,” showing Shulma’s reaction to the happenings of the second chapter.
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Since that dear kiss...
by Findswoman
Memories of shared tenderness before and after calamity and exile. Based on the song "Sweeter than Roses" by the seventeenth-century English composer Henry Purcell (1659–95), from which the epigraph is taken. Sequel to Romance among the Stones, referencing its events; also references the events of Three Strands.
Star Wars: Rebels
From the Mountains Heart
by Findswoman
A young Zeb Orrelios, now a gifted Senior Lieutenant in the Lasan High Honor Guard, embarks on a side quest of his own during maneuvers. Almost all the OCs (Captain Halmarr Porifiros, Sr. Lt. Barogroz "Groz" Spargstaung, Mid. Lt. Gunvar Ankole, Jr. Lt. Velibor Ahenobarbus) are borrowed with gratitude from Raissa_Baiard; there will be other mentions of OCs of both hers and mine.
Star Wars: Rebels
I am my prayer to you
by Findswoman
Zeb accompanies Shulma on a pilgrimage to her favorite holy site and offers a prayer of his own. Another postscript to The Sad, Sad Story of Porfozald Marballees!, taking place about two years (dust seasons) after that story (i.e., about 23–22 BBY), again in an attempt to make things up to Shulma.
Star Wars: Rebels
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by Romance among the Stones
A young Zeb, now a gifted lieutenant in the Lasan High Honor Guard, plans something elaborate for his ladylove—though it does not come off without setbacks. 1. Chapter 1 “Is that _her?_ ” “Yup, that's her.” Two officers of the Lasan High Honor Guard, both women, stood in a café in Lasan’s capital city of Lira Zel. They were watching a younger woman who sat alone at a table at the café's back corner, wearing a sunset-red dress and cloak and engrossed in a small book with a gold cover. Long, midnight-purple hair flowed over her shoulders, and a striking, swirling pattern of wine-colored stripes adorned her lithe arms. “So, let me get this straight.” The taller of the two Guardswomen, a rangy, angular type wearing a field musician’s badge, sniffed in disbelief. “That tender, delicate... _thing_ is what your brother wants us to take all the way out there on a hot, blustery day like _this?_ Karabast, we’ll probably end up carrying her halfway!” “Hey, don’t you underestimate that _tender, delicate thing,_ ” retorted her companion, who had a more muscular build and the insignia of a light ordnance specialist. “She’ll call down the lightning of the Ashla on you.” “Aw, Priska, you didn’t tell me she was a spark-flinger!” The tall, rangy woman grimaced as she craned closer to get a better look at the girl in the corner. “Yep, she’s got the ring-medallion in her hair and everything. I didn’t think any brother of yours would go for one of _them!_ ” Priska shrugged. “Me neither, at first. But she’s all right, really. We like her.” “I suppose he’s into her cute stripes.” “Oh, not just, not just…” Priska shook her head, chuckling absently. “What?!” “Nothing. Can we get this done with, Maranga? He’s waiting out there." Maranga shook her head and muttered something about “your brother and his crazy ideas” as she and Priska approached the corner table. The young shaman looked up from her book as she saw the two uniformed, armored women standing over her. “Oh, hello, Priska. And, um… hello.” “Hi,” Maranga replied with a curt nod. Priska spoke up. “Shulma, this is my friend Middle Lieutenant Maranga Patithi, of the Honor Guard Drum Corps. Maranga, this is Shulma Trilasha, second-degree shaman of the Academy, and... my… brother’s… girlfriend.” “That is exactly what I am.” Shulma extended her hand, which Maranga shook brusquely. “Pleased to meet you.” “Likewise,” was the clipped reply. “Anyway,” Priska continued, “Zeb sent us to get you." “Oh!” The shaman immediately perked up and closed her book. “Is he back already?” “Yup. The transport from the Basalt Mountains arrived at base this morning.” “Is he there now?” “No, he’s…” Priska paused and exchanged glances with Maranga. “He’s outside town. That’s… why he sent us to get you.” Shulma hastily stowed her book in the finely worked leather satchel that hung on the back of her chair, which she then shouldered as she stood up. “All right, then. I'm ready.” “Good.” Maranga stepped forward, her arms crossed sternly. “Because this isn’t going to be just some pleasant stroll through the Royal Display Gardens. We’re going out into the wilderness, and it’s going to be rocky, dirty, and steep.” Priska rolled her eyes. “Aw, knock it off, Maranga. It’s not like she hasn’t been out there before.” She winked at the shaman, who gave her a querying look, and smirked back at her. “Trust me. You have.”