#(something something about the burden of a very useful quirk that can't be absent from fights going from Aizawa to Monoma)

[aromanticannibal]

btw talking about character reactions to bkg dying (i wrote the deku post several hours ago but shh) Aizawa :

The absolute disbelief on his face. And then the widening eyes. Horikoshi really had fun with that close up like my mans was really like nuh uh you are not ignoring Aizawa. The eyebrows? The wrinkles? The absolute panic and despair in this man's eyes? When he sees his student (one of the most promising and one of the best and one of the most reckless) dead on the floor?

And then the anger? The handhold, the grip on that other student that very much should not be here, that should be safe and not in the middle of a warzone with him, the panic and the sweat and the clenched jaw? I'm still and forever going insane

#something to be said of monoma and manual too #monoma who's angry and crying (not just because of Manual's quirk anymore; there's tears dripping down his cheeks) #Monoma who fucking hates Bakugou's guts but who knows he doesn't deserve to die and who knows that means very concretely that /he/ could di #that they could /all/ die #but he still helps because only him can help and he has to help because he's a hero and he can't just back down now #(something something about the burden of a very useful quirk that can't be absent from fights going from Aizawa to Monoma) #and Manual who looks so tired and stressed out and who's glancing at Monoma like. Fuck. he's a kid. he's a kid. he's a kid #cries shakes #the monoma aizawa manual trio in this part of the war is like. im dying #anyways #mha #bnha #aizawa shouta #bakugou katsuki #mha spoilers #bnha spoilers #sorry for the heavy mha posting everyone the hyperfixation is hyperfixating #mad mha ramblings//

[jyndor]

little pieces, prologue

Written for RebelCaptain Week prompt 1 (Family) on my phone so no cut sorry. Deals with abandonment. Jyn x Cassian, with Mara Jade (and her daughter Rey). Takes place right after Kyle Ron goes on a murder spree in Luke's Academy. Obviously AU. // If there's anything that sets Cassian’s mental alarms ablaze, it's that Mara hadn't tried to contact them before arriving at their doorstep, little Rey sleeping soundly in her arms. It's not her disheveled braid or the dark circles under her vivid green eyes--he's seen her at her worst, and this isn't it. Jyn appears by his side in her robe, eyes still murky with sleep. “What’s going--Mara?” “I wasn't followed, but I don't want to waste time,” the Jedi Master says. “We need to talk, and I am about to ask entirely too much of you.” Cassian nods, sliding his hand to the small of his wife’s back. “Come in, then.” // Cassian prepares caf as Mara settles her daughter in the spare bedroom. Jyn takes her mug with a contemplative frown. “Something’s not right, Cass.” “I know.” “Mara always comms.” He sighs, rubbing his tired eyes. “Yeah.” “And where’s Skywalker?” Jyn asks as he starts to pour his caf. “He’s dead,” Mara says from the doorway. Cassian barely manages not to spill the pot. “At least, I can't feel him anymore.” He's never been one to believe, but his wife always has. She thumbs her pendant absently. “Gods, Mara--” The redhead shakes her head, grips the counter tightly. “There was an attack. I can't… I won't burden you with the details. But the Jedi are dead.” “It's just you?” “There are others who feel the Force, like you Jyn, but yes. It's just me.” “And Rey,” Cassian adds. Mara shakes her head. “My daughter has never felt the Force flow through her. It’s what saved her life, I think.” “You need a place to stay.” Her lips quirk up for a moment. “General Andor, always getting to the heart of things.” But there's a solemness to her teasing, just another reminder that this woman is not exactly the Mara Jade he knew all those years ago, the wild thing who burst into womanhood with the radiance that was stolen from her when she was enslaved. There is a reason they drifted apart, and he hates to think that only its demise could bring her back again. “I have business elsewhere, I can't say where, but it's not safe for a child there.” Jyn swears under her breath. For the first time, he sees the cracks in Mara’s composure. The resignation. “Rey. You're leaving her behind, you're abandoning her, and you want us to help you do it!” “I'm trying to protect her, don't you understand?” His wife goes very still. “No, I don't.” Cassian feels his eyes fall shut for a long moment. “Mara, you're asking an awful lot of us. You say you don't want to burden us with details. But this…” “I need to know that she’ll be loved. I--I know it's not fair, but I have my mission and I will complete it. And Rey will not be there. I know some people on Jakku, but it'll be a rougher life there, and maybe I'm selfish, but I want her to be with family.” “This is wrong.” Jyn stares at the younger woman with a gaze colder than Hoth nights. Cassian feels the tension stretch between them like he's never felt it before. “She’ll always wonder.” “You can tell her things. Little pieces.” “I don't think I will,” his wife says. “It would be best for her if she didn't have to think her mother abandoned her because her father died, and she just wasn't enough to keep you around.” Jyn leaves the room with that, furious and hurting. He understands, on a logical level, why Mara has chosen this course of action. They are all orphans of Palpatine. Mara never knew her family, and Cassian hardly remembers his. But Jyn does. She remembers them in vivid detail. Jyn watched her mother die on this very planet. It's why she chose Lah’mu as their home. To be close to Lyra again. “She will stay here, Mara,” he says. “But you should leave now.” // He watches the Jade’s Fire take off in the early hours of the morning. The door opens behind him. “She's making a mistake,” his wife says. He feels her arms reach around his waist. Her face pressed into his back. “Yeah, I think so too.” “But it's also possible I was a bit harsh to her.” Cassian smiles despite himself. “A bit?” “I just… if you were killed, and we had a child, I’d never give them up. No matter the mission.” “What do you think it is?” Jyn is quiet for a moment. “The Force moves darkly near a creature that's about to kill.” “What?” “I don't know, Cass. But I don't think we’ll see her again. I'm sorry.” He nods, throat tight. “Yeah.”

#fanfic #star wars #rogue one #rebelcaptain week #jyn x cassian #luke x mara #(ish) #rey skywalker #happy ending maybe