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ninsletamain · 9 months
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no one:
Rogue One:
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dilf-din · 4 months
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Rebelcaptain + text posts
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andorerso · 1 month
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cjskribblez · 1 year
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I made a thing
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delaccors · 5 months
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insp.
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starwarstweets · 7 months
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kalikoris · 1 year
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Rebelcaptain the ~✿Floral✿~ Collection
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sydneyadmu · 1 year
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very subtle, cassian
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astromechs · 4 months
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how about 💕 kissing somewhere other than lips please and thanks
this takes very non-specifically in my college AU because i missed them; jyn and leia share an apartment and that's all you really need to know for this one :) from this list; also on ao3!
The creak of her bedroom door opening might as well be nails on a fucking chalkboard right now, with the way that the sound absolutely grates on every single one of Jyn’s last nerves. On top of all the congestion in her sinuses causing so much pressure that she can’t think straight and the fact that more trips out of her bed leave her falling to the floor than not, she doesn’t need this. Hadn’t she told Leia to leave her alone? Even if she hadn’t, even if she’d literally fever dreamed saying that, Leia should know better than to barge in here.
She groans, and refuses to open her eyes. Says to the door she’s not looking at, with all the strength she can muster:
"Fuck off —"
"Is that how you say hello to everyone who comes to bring you soup?"
Well, that isn’t exactly the voice she’d been expecting to hear cutting her off.
Jyn cracks one eye open and lifts her head to find Cassian standing on the opposite side of the room, just barely through the doorway, holding a bag that, she can see through the plastic, contains various tupperwares of food. It’s not that she isn’t glad to see him, because there’s always a part of her that is, but there’s: one, the obvious, and two, the fact that the small smile just barely visible on his face is too amused for her liking, which remains even as her scowl deepens.
Still, though, he has the decency to let it drop as she starts the slow process of propping herself into a sitting position. Considering the past few days, she considers it a victory that she manages to get three pillows standing comfortably behind her back while only wanting to flop back down to the mattress once, and the ringing in her ears actually manages to stop after a few seconds.
By the time she’s settled, her head feels clearer than it has in days.
“After I didn’t hear from you for a while, I figured things had to be bad.” He lifts one shoulder in a shrug as he gives his explanation, dropping his eyes to the floor and awkwardly shuffles on his feet. “So I texted Leia. She let me in.”
In that moment, it feels like all the breath has been knocked out of Jyn. Not in a way that means she’s about to start coughing, but — this is such an incredibly kind gesture that she doesn’t know what to do with it. Even her lingering anger at Leia fades. Her mouth opens, once, to let some form of words out that she never finds; she sneezes before she ever gets the chance, and by the time that’s dealt with, she forgets what she’d even been trying to find in the first place.
Eventually, all she manages, in a soft voice, is, "Don't get any closer." She sniffs, emphasizing a point that really shouldn’t have to be emphasized, just looking at her. "I'm a biohazard."
He shrugs again. "I'll take my chances."
"You're a f—" she starts, but then that’s when the coughing attack comes, the fifth one she’s had in the past half an hour, with really shitty timing this time. And fuck, she thinks they’re getting longer and longer every time.
"What was that?" Cassian asks when it finally subsides, a twinge of mischief in his voice that she can also see returns to his smile. "Didn't quite catch it."
"I was going to say —" The last of her coughs sputter out, and she’s forced to reach for the water bottle beside her bed before she can continue. "That you're a fucking idiot. But now I'm adding asshole to that list, too."
Cassian, the asshole, actually laughs at that, and he makes no attempt to hide it. Granted, she must look as pathetic as she sounds, so any threat or otherwise coming out of her mouth has to be hard to take seriously, but that doesn't make him any less of an asshole. That doesn't make her less likely to scrunch her stuffed-up nose and purse her lips into the best approximation of a pout that she can manage right now, which, of course, doesn't make him less likely to just laugh harder.
But she's been stuck in this apartment — this room, specifically — for days now, and the way that she can see his eyes light up from that laugh even when he's still barely through the doorway has her heart skipping a beat and her congested chest suddenly light with a stupid sort of feeling that comes close to something that might be described as giddy.
Ugh, she really is pathetic — for all the obvious, and for reasons that have nothing to do with the collection of empty Kleenex boxes strewn all over her bedroom floor.
That doesn't stop him, though, her patheticness. He does, in fact, take his chances, stubborn fucking idiot that he is, stepping across the room until he's by her bedside, close enough to set the bag of food he's carrying onto the nightstand. Kicking his shoes off of his feet, he sidesteps the Kleenex boxes to climb up onto the bed, settling comfortably just beside her as she shifts, unconsciously, to make room for him; he’s warm and soft, filling every desperate need for comfort that she hasn’t even bothered to acknowledge.
He presses a gentle kiss to the top of her head, and she closes her eyes and rests her head against his chest, too tired to fight anything at all, much less the one thing she wants most in this world.
There's no question that he'll end up sick, too, within the next three days, if that; maybe she’s never been great at biology, but even so, Jyn is positive that she has to still be actively contagious, and cuddling a sick person definitely isn’t going to do him any favors.
But there’s also no question that when he inevitably is, she’ll be returning the favor.
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kabuki-draws · 1 year
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Jyn: „Can‘t we just make a quick stop here and buy some Bantha Burger?“
Cassian: „We have Bantha Burger at home!“
Bantha Burger at home:
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[No art, but I had this small dialogue on my mind way too long, I had to post it]
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amy-thystt · 1 year
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just some messy melshian doodles i had to get out of my system; they deserve some rest :') in my head they had at least one night to catch up on sleep in a hotel on niamos before they separated
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ninsletamain · 9 months
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Cassian. Just let her do her thing.
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ambafaerie · 2 years
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They drive me insane in the best way possible. I love them so much your honor.
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andorerso · 2 months
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“my ship kissed!” “my ship held hands!!!” okay. well. my ship held each other in their last moments as the world imploded around them
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louistonehill · 1 year
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What’s your favourite thing about rebelcaptain?
That they are so utterly devoted to each other, that they admire each other, that they listen to each other.
I love that Cassian, even when he's fucking furious with her, can't stop smiling because yes she is just as rebellious as he'd hoped she'd be.
I love that Jyn took one look at this mess of a lonely man and said I will never let anyone hurt you ever again, not even yourself
I love that they set each other free, that they are peace and safety and home to each other, even when they've only ever known war.
They're just so heartbreakingly beautiful
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terapsina · 1 month
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🍓🥤🌿
(for this ask game)
🍓 ⇢ how did you get into writing fanfiction?
I don't know. I started reading fanfiction and eventually wanted to try creating stuff myself. One additional factor might be that as a kid I kinda enjoyed coming up with stories, so once fanfiction was a thing that I knew existed it was probably kind of a natural next step.
🥤 ⇢ recommend an author or fanfic you love
Alright, I'll rec 3 fics, each from a different Star Wars fandom.
Padawan's Return - Not sure how familiar you are with Ahsoka Tano. But this is a fic where Fulcrum day Ahsoka gets dropped into the past to before Anakin was brought to the temple. And... two things: one, she doesn't manage to hide that she's vastly out of time from the Jedi, but she DOES manage to convince them that she's been brought FORWARD in time from the Sith Wars, and it's HILARIOUS; and two, she's dead set on killing Darth Vader... if only she could figure out where to look?
to treat everything as if it were a nail - My favorite Rogue One AU story. Where Jyn gets picked up alongside her father, grows up in the Empire... and still becomes a rebel. This time through a road bricked in espionage. Slow burn Jyn/Cassian and background Baze/Chirrut.
A Leap of Faith - Obi-Wan is in the middle of his Melida/Daan civil war days when a tiny youngling... Yoda(?) drops into his hands and he has to figure out how to reunite him with his family. Unfortunately the comlink code the baby manages to telepathically convey doesn't connect to the baby's father. It DOES however connect to Jaster Mereel, because of course it does 😁.
🌿 ⇢ give some advice on writer's block and low creativity
I received this one in a previous message, you can find it here.
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