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[gyokujyn]

CATWS 10th Anniversary | April 4th

» Prompts: Reunion for @catws-anniversary

a loving homage to A Softer World and @asofteravenger

[gyokujyn]

wrt the scene in CACW, I have this headcanon that Bucky didn't get conscripted until so late into the war because he got deferrals for being a cop (ACAB, even Bucky Barnes) which would explain how he knew his way around shooting enough to be selected as an expert marksman at a time when we didn't even have a sniper school, and it would probably help with the two special commendations he would have needed to get promoted to Sergeant before shipping out--anyway, I digress.

In this headcanon, Steve's been struggling to make ends meet since regular work is tough for him to maintain with his frequent illnesses and freelance work doesn't pay well enough or regularly, so he turns to sex work when needs arise. He doesn't tell Bucky, but Bucky's not dumb and he knows something is going on and he has a good idea what, but Steve won't talk to him, starts picking fights with him and getting physical with him in a way that they've never been, so Bucky backs off.

Now, in the 1930s, there was a big racket involving the NYPD and blackmailing rich and high-society queer folk. They'd raid tea houses and then offer to let go anyone who could pay their way out of it. and they'd continue to pay bribes if they wanted their secrets kept. Others would be arrested, jailed, sometimes institutionalized.

So, Bucky hears about a raid ahead of time that he suspects Steve'll get nabbed in and he goes there in person to find him to tell him to get out, but Steve doesn't give him a chance to say anything before he starts laying into him for even being there. Steve's struggling with a lot of self-hatred and feelings of inadequacy and he's taking it out on Bucky, but Bucky's dealing with a lot of internalized homophobia and equally taking it out on Steve. By the time they get around to what Bucky'd come there for, the cops are already banging the door down. Bucky ends up cuffing Steve and escorting him off the property, but then letting him go. Steve's pissed and rightfully giving Bucky an earful about all the other people back in that tea house that don't deserve the treatment they're getting from dirty cops like James Buchanan Barnes. Bucky turns in his badge the next day and shows up for selective service.

So, when Steve says, "he'd do it for me," he means that. He knows it because he's lived it and he won't leave Bucky, even when those cops are banging down the doors.

He might not give you a choice. He doesn’t know you. He will.

[jynjackets]

JYN ERSO & CASSIAN ANDOR SPOOKY SEASON EMOJIS

Found them in my drafts and totally forgot I made these 👻

6 250 x 250px individual icons

🎃 feel free to edit and reuse how you like 🎃

others: rebelcaptain, velcinta

[art-question-mark]

love love love andor…as its own show. not as a rogue one prequel.

because tell me why we are brutally assassinating our main character’s whole story + characterization, and completely undermining the whole plot of rogue one?

[shoulderscars]

People who watched the OG trilogy of Star Wars when it came out...

aka people who didn't know Luke&Leia are siblings

[IN TERMS OF HER TOYING WITH HAN AND LUKE]

[uwingdispatch]

Since we're getting closer and closer to Andor and Andor leads right into Rogue One I thought I'd just drop all of my Rogue One things (or at least everything I can fit—none of the apparel is in this post) in one spot. So here we go. Shop is here.

Lanyard keychains:

Jyn, Cassian, Bodhi, and K-2SO

Other keychains and charms:

U-Wing, Temple of the Kyber

Spotify Shakers:

Rogue One Crew, Rebel Girls, Cassian x "this is me trying", Jyn x "You're On Your Own, Kid", Mon x "Bejeweled"

Scrunchies:

Battle of Scarif, K-2SO

Hair Clips:

Cassian, Galen

Mini pouches:

Cassian, Jyn, U-Wings, K-2SO

Acrylic Earrings:

Rogue One Starbird, K-2SO

Character Earrings:

Y'all know who these guys are.

Looking forward to making new stuff for Andor season 2! Let me know what y'all would like to see! <3

Shop is here.

[astromechs]

reading the tags in ur last fic (very subtly but I have more planned for this) like: 👀👀👀

[sunsetonscarif]

i am genuinely confused at why we didn't get cassian DOING SPY STUFF. he goes undercover a couple times but like.... what about his network of informants and the implication in r1 that he has done some really shady shit for the rebellion?

im so confused. this is already a prequel. there's no other prequel coming. this was the last chance to do some fun stuff with cassian and you waste it making him a pale imitation of han/jyn

[slickdickwitchbitchh]

Streamer!JJ x Tiktokit!girlreader Headcanons

JJ’s streams are pure chaos, filled with jokes, wild commentary, and unpredictable antics. His audience tunes in for the rollercoaster ride he creates every time he goes live.

He leans into his bad-boy charm, often teasing authority figures or poking fun at Twitch rules (without breaking them).

He streams popular games like Call of Duty, Apex Legends, and Fortnite, but also surprises viewers with random choices like Stardew Valley or Among Us, where he thrives as the chaotic wildcard.

He’s always giving away random stuff like custom merch, surfboards, or even an old fishing rod he signed. Fans love how genuine and unpredictable he is.

JJ thrives on trolling back chat trolls, usually with witty comebacks or playful banter. It’s all in good fun, and his fans eat it up.

JJ’s setup is a mix of high-end gaming gear (probably gifted by fans) and things he rigged together himself, like a hand-painted backdrop. His camera angle is always slightly crooked, which fans find endearing.

JJ often streams with John B, Kie, Pope, and Sarah. These sessions are chaotic but hilarious, with JJ constantly trying to prank the others mid-game.

He occasionally takes his audience outside, streaming adventures like late-night fishing or skateboarding stunts. These IRL streams are just as chaotic as his gaming ones.

His chat is filled with recurring memes, like calling out JJ for always “forgetting” to fix his camera or hyping him up as the “king of clutch plays” when he barely scrapes by in games.

JJ uses his platform to raise money for causes close to his heart, like ocean conservation or supporting underprivileged youth. He does wild challenges as donation incentives, like shaving his head or attempting to surf while live-streaming.

He hosts events like beach clean-ups, livestreaming them to encourage his audience to get involved in their own communities.

JJ Maybank wasn’t the type of guy to get flustered, especially not by some girl on TikTok. But there was something about her. Y/N wasn’t just any IT girl—she was the IT girl. Her TikToks were effortlessly cool: dark eyeliner smudged to perfection, oversized leather jackets, and a smirk that could either destroy you or make your whole day. She was the epitome of black cat energy, the polar opposite of JJ’s chaotic golden retriever vibe.

It started with a repost. JJ was mindlessly scrolling TikTok late at night when he stumbled upon one of her videos. She was mouthing along to some sultry audio, her piercing gaze aimed directly into the camera. Without thinking, he hit the “repost” button and added the caption, "Okay, but why is this so good? Teach me your ways."

He didn’t think much of it—just JJ being JJ, hyping up someone who clearly had their life together. What he didn’t anticipate was the absolute meltdown his fans would have the next day.

JJ went live on Twitch the following afternoon, expecting another chaotic day of gaming and banter. But the chat was already spiraling out of control before he even picked up his controller.

“JJ, explain that TikTok repost.” “Bro, are you crushing on Y/N or what?” “JYN 2024 LET’S GO!”

JJ squinted at the chat, confused. “What are you guys talking about?” Then it hit him. His repost. His face immediately flushed. “Oh, come on! I just thought it was a good TikTok! Can’t a guy appreciate some talent without everyone making it weird?”

His chat was having none of it. Fans spammed heart emojis, ship names, and theories about JJ’s crush. Despite his protests, he couldn’t hide the goofy grin that crept onto his face whenever Y/N’s name came up.

It wasn’t long before Y/N caught wind of the repost. Her comment section was flooded with messages like, “JJ Maybank is OBSESSED with you,” and “When’s the collab with JJ?”

Ever the unbothered queen, Y/N played it cool. She stitched his repost, smirking into the camera as she said, “JJ? Isn’t he that streamer who can’t finish a game without breaking something?”

The video went viral immediately. JJ saw it live during one of his streams, his jaw dropping in mock offense as the clip played on repeat. “Chat, did she just roast me? Oh, it’s on now.”

But instead of firing back with an actual roast, JJ doubled down on the banter. He reposted her video with, "Touché. But we all know I’d win in a 1v1. Prove me wrong?" Fans loved the playful back-and-forth, and the internet began buzzing about their “rivalry.”

After weeks of teasing from his fans, JJ finally slid into Y/N’s DMs. His message was equal parts confident and awkward:

“Okay, so I’m not saying I’m scared of you, but I’m also not not saying it. Wanna settle this on stream? Loser buys dinner.”

To his surprise, Y/N replied within minutes. “You’re lucky I like chaos. Let’s do it. But don’t cry when I win.”

From that point on, their banter escalated. They played a few games together—her calm, calculated black cat energy perfectly balancing his chaotic golden retriever vibe. Every time she called him out for being “too loud” or “too much,” he countered with an over-the-top compliment that made her laugh despite herself.

Fans started shipping them harder than ever, creating fan edits of JJ’s streams mixed with her TikToks. “Golden retriever x black cat” trended across multiple platforms, and both JJ and Y/N leaned into it, dropping subtle hints about their connection.

Despite the internet’s obsession with their ship, JJ and Y/N kept things private. They texted constantly, had late-night FaceTime calls, and even managed to meet up a few times without anyone finding out. JJ would ramble about her to John B and Pope, grinning like an idiot the entire time.

“She’s so cool, man. Like, effortlessly cool. I don’t even know why she talks to me.”

Pope smirked. “Maybe because you won’t shut up about her?”

Meanwhile, Y/N’s TikToks started to feature subtle hints of their connection. A leather jacket draped over a chair that looked suspiciously like JJ’s. A quick shot of a hand with his signature Pogue bracelet. Her fans speculated wildly, but she never confirmed anything.

JJ loved how private their relationship was, but he also couldn’t wait to share her with the world. He just didn’t know how.

It happened unexpectedly during one of JJ’s streams. He was mid-match, trash-talking his opponents, when a voice chimed in from off-camera.

“You talk a big game for someone who just got sniped.”

JJ froze, his eyes darting to the side. “Chat… wait. Hold up. Chat, I didn’t—she wasn’t supposed to be here yet.”

Before he could explain, Y/N walked into frame, looking effortlessly cool in an oversized hoodie and messy hair. She leaned on his chair, smirking at the camera.

“Hey, JJ’s little crew. Hope he’s treating you better than he treats his K/D ratio.”

Chaos erupted. The chat was a flood of messages:

“NO WAY IS THAT Y/N???”

“Golden retriever x black cat IRL CONFIRMED.”

“Our ship is REAL!”

JJ groaned, burying his face in his hands. “Y/N, you just broke the internet.”

“Good,” she replied, smirking. “They needed something exciting today.”

For the rest of the stream, the two bantered back and forth, with Y/N casually roasting JJ’s gameplay and him dramatically pretending to be heartbroken. Fans couldn’t get enough.

The internet exploded with memes, fan edits, and tweets about the reveal. JJ and Y/N trended for days, their dynamic captivating fans everywhere. Despite the chaos, they handled it in stride, continuing to stream together occasionally while keeping most of their relationship private.

JJ loved seeing her in her element, effortlessly winning over his fans with her quick wit and charm. And Y/N couldn’t help but admire how genuine and fun he was, even when the spotlight was on them.

Their relationship became the perfect mix of chaos and calm—just like a golden retriever and a black cat.

Stream Comments :

"THE WAY HE LOOKS AT HER 😭💘 THEY'RE ENDGAME, YOUR HONOR."

"JJ pulled Y/N??? The rest of us don’t stand a CHANCE."

"She’s so black cat coded, and he’s just barking in the background. Literal perfection."

"So we’re just not gonna talk about how he’s been soft-launching her for WEEKS???"

"‘She wasn’t supposed to be here yet’ 🤨 JJ, be so serious. You KNEW."

"The way she casually roasted him and he just SMILED??? Sir, you’re down bad."

"Plot twist: They’ve been dating this whole time, and we were just clowns 🤡."

"JJ soft launching her bracelet in the background of his streams… sneaky king 😏."

[ruby-red-inky-blue]

E for the ficprompt

(I'm assuming this is for Rebelcaptain/Rogue One?)

E. Signing a document.

"What do you mean, getting married?"

Jyn feels herself blush slightly, and rolls her eyes in an attempt to play it off. Force, she hadn't even really meant to tell Bodhi, it just slipped out - not that it's a secret. Well, it is. She has a very secret appointment tomorrow to go sign a triple-encrypted document to change two lines of the quadruple-encrypted, six levels of code and false leads and subterfuge deep general and medical record of a high-ranking intelligence officer and a Pathfinder with ridiculously high code-word clearance. Both the appointment and the subsequent change are, in fact, extremely, stupidly secret. But that's not really the point here. It's Bodhi.

The point is, she didn't mean to tell anyone, because they're going to make this a big deal, and it isn't, and even if it is - okay, fine, it is, maybe, a little bit - then it's only a big deal to two people on this planet and -

"I thought you are married!" Bodhi says, bewildered, roughly jerking her out of her thoughts, and saving her from having to blush even further.

"What?"

"Aren't - aren't you?"

[prefer reading on A03?]

Jyn narrows her eyes at him. Half the organics - humans especially - on base assuming they're married just because they share weapons, and a bed when it works out with their schedules and the quartermaster, is annoying enough. It's so weirdly traditional, and cliché - don't they know there's a war on? Why does everyone have this silly preoccupation with oh, what's your traditional wedding headdress? I wonder what marriage marks they will choose (Cassian's a kriffing spy, for Force's sake)? Should they not have performed a traditional Coruscanti wedding dance in the karking Rebellion hangar? (Yeah, okay, she knows why. Because there's a war on. She still thinks it's silly. Who cares about union beads when you're all likely to be evaporated by an errant Star Destroyer tomorrow?)

It's bad enough that everyone else is being trite and boring and intrusive about them - or rather, was for a year or so and then got bored of it - but for Bodhi of all people to have joined in on that is somewhat shocking, honestly.

"... No."

"Then what was that - that thing that you had to sign that Cassian lost like a week of sleep over?"

"Huh?"

"That - like, like three months after... after, there was this - this document that Cassian really wanted you to sign but was - stupidly nervous about asking? I thought -" Bodhi catches her nonplussed look and frowns a little more, clearly deeply confused now. "You - you don't even remember it? It was - He wouldn't say what it was, but he got, um, uncharacteristically drunk and told me there was this thing he wanted to ask you but it felt like - like too much, or too soon, and he didn't know how..." He stops, his frown ever deepening, then shrugs. "Looking back, I think maybe he thought I was Melshi. Or like, pretended I was. You really don't - don't remember what it was? I was so sure - it had to have been a marriage - wedding - whatever." He peers at her from underneath his worn goggles. "Is it possible you married him already and you just don't know it?"

"No."

"I've seen you sign stuff without reading it."

"Yeah, like a scandoc for incoming cargo or -"

Bodhi grins. "Frankly, I think - I think Cassian might have been desperate enough to just slip it in there."

"Very funny." She shoves him a little, mostly in a friendly way, and gets to her feet so she can glare at him better. "You know how often I've sliced into my personnel file. I would know if it said married."

Bodhi shrugs, and throws her a bright smile before returning to the machine part he was polishing. "Well, I'm happy to come to your second ceremony -"

"You're not invited, we're just putting our names on a dotted line."

"But I'm invited for drinks afterwards, yeah?"

Jyn huffs. Having friends again has its downsides.

---

"Kay? Can I ask you a question?"

"I hope this is not one of your questions that are actually requests, Jyn Erso. I had hoped to achieve a full recharge before take-off tomorrow."

"This is a question."

Kay inclines his head. "Very well."

"Bodhi says that I signed a document around three months after... after Yavin. One that Cassian was nervous about asking me to sign."

"His decisions and emotions in regards to you are often very incoherent."

She sighs. "Something important, I guess? I don't remember what it could have been. Any ideas?"

Kay's processors whir in a way that is oddly close to an exasperated sigh. How he achieves this with his updated body is a mystery to Jyn. She asked Cassian once, and he just shrugged.

"Requisition for a new pair of trousers, Standard Size medium, male bipedal, from the quatermaster due to your destroying Sergeant Dameron's in a regular sparring match?"

"... Probably not that."

"Written agreement to cease standing outside of General Draven's quarters and yelling until he comes out?"

"No."

"I do not think that should still be on file. You are clearly no longer adhering to it."

"Kay."

"Oh. There was also your code clearance paperwork."

Jyn, already half turned away, freezes. The code clearance. Granting access to most of Cassian's past operation files. A record of every dutiful, improbable, repugnant, brave thing he has done under orders. Every drop of blood on his hands, neatly filed, at her disposal.

Yeah.

She sighs, digging her finger into the crumbling stone of the droid bay wall. Yeah, that'd do it. Actually, she's shocked she hasn't looked at it this way before. She assumed it was a formality, a boring, procedural afterthought for him, but...

A koja-nut-sized chunk of mortar comes away under her prying fingers and crumbles to dust. It was a foolish assumption. Cassian is made of equal parts dedication and guilt, and this was a choice that could not have come lightly to either of those sides.

"Thanks, Kay."

"Was it that one?"

She wonders, briefly, if the information would help Kay compute Cassian's behaviour any better. But she also thinks he likes that Kay is bad at computing his behaviour - at least where she is concerned. Come to think of it, she probably also prefers that. Vastly, even. (There was that time he predicted time and duration of their "inefficient organic bonding rituals" much too accurately, and she does not want that repeated, or ever have to think about that again.)

"I guess I'll just ask Cassian."

"So I could have used this time for charging."

She rolls her eyes at him and taps the door frame in place of goodbye. "I'll see you on the ship. Don't let the outlet bugs bite."

"That is complete nonsense -"

---

"Bodhi thought we were already married," she mutters into the darkness, an hour or so later.

"Most people seem to."

"Yeah. Got me thinking, though," she says, running her hand up his neck to bury her fingers in his hair without accidentally poking him in the eye (she learned that lesson early in life, back when she was creeping into people's bunks in a barracks instead of enjoying the rare perks of sleeping with a ranking officer; back when staying quiet had been a primary concern).

He hums at her touch, so low she thinks she's only catching it because it's so dark and her senses heightened. This is the one upside of the quarters having no windows, and the dimmer being so unreliable it tends to throw out the breakers.

"Thinking what?"

"I guess we kind of are, in a way."

"Are we?" he asks, and he sounds like he's smiling.

"Yeah. You read my file. I'm cleared for yours." She lets her other hand roam over his chest, up to where she can feel his heartbeat, slightly too fast under her fingers. "I figure, that's spy marriage, right?"

"Maybe." His pulse is still a little fast, his muscles a little tense under her fingers, when he asks slowly: "Did you ever read them?"

"Most of them. It's a lot."

"Yes. A lot," he repeats, and she is pretty sure he doesn't mean what she does - namely, that his reports are both very dense and very detailed, so they are a painful thing to go through in more ways than one. She can feel him swallow heavily before adding, somewhat lamely and very quietly: "... and?"

She sighs, threading her fingers through his hair a little more tightly. "Well, I know not to get you Naboo Orange lemonade."

He doesn't flinch, but she can tell that it takes effort.

"Did you really think that'd be the thing to scare me off? Your files?" she asks after a while, and he shrugs.

"There was a chance. It's... a lot."

She sighs and curls herself closer to his side. "I'm not saying it wasn't a big deal for me, you know. But you've got it wrong."

"Got what wrong?" His voice has softened, and as he shifts her leg into position, he somehow finds a way to tug her a little closer still, and leaves his hand where it is, warm on her bare skin. She smiles faintly into the fabric of his shirt.

"It's... It made me stay," she whispers, and it feels silly to say, but maybe the lesson of the day is that they don't get to assume things, because they do miss stuff. Even with each other. "That you... that you made them give me that. That you trusted me."

He doesn't answer, but she feels his lips brush the top of her head.

"Well," he says finally, "I know it's a formality, but... I'm looking forward to being normal married."

"Seems less complicated."

He laughs softly, his thumb running idle circles over her thigh. "We'll see."

[leave a comment on Ao3]

[magpie-trove]

Hey so remember when Cassian said “We’re not droids Luthen!” Because he was insisting they have people they care about like he cares about Bix that they have to make choices considering and how droids don’t have choices they just have to do stuff and remember how this whole episode 7-9 arc Cassian’s insisting he wants out he wants to make his own choices and how before Bix said “We don’t have a choice what we save or lose but if we’re going to sacrifice anything I want to win” and how when Bix leaves she says she’s making the choice for both of them, taking away what he insists is his choice (to live out a nice life), and how that’s immediately followed by the advent of K2, Cassian’s new droid shadow, and how by Rogue One Cassian thinks he doesn’t have a choice in what he does, and how Jyn says “what chance do we have? The question is what CHOICE”

[jynjackets]

based on the aro/ace content on your blog i assume this is a safe space to say the way people are talking about rebelcaptain is really uncomfortable from that pov. not being physical doesn't mean a lack of romance idc what anyone say

!!! thank you anon. we stay strong as fuck 💜

It was nauseating how the show was trying to shove in your face that it’s physicality that is the END ALL PROOF to love/romance. When it’s like, I wouldn’t WANT any of that cringe for jyn and cassian they were perfect exactly as they were.

These primitive hierarchies and material constraints to how we experience love were so rejected in Rogue One. But what andor is trying to tell us in its place is that, because Jyn won’t fit into the expectations for a conventional “romance,” it makes her less worthy of being loved by another character and as a protagonist. Because everyone knows that nuclear family romantic love is the ultimate and most important love after all./s

It’s one to roll my eyes at the show itself, but people pushing the idea, subtly or not, that Jyn’s importance predicates on Cassians value for her and how much she is physically romantic with him is so deeply disturbing. All of this is inarguably and objectively super disgusting as fuck, but I think for aroaces, it’s extra degrading, archaic, and plain tiring. Imagine being loved for who you are. Fans are like fuck that. That’s crazy. I LIKE bin.

more positive stuff on why I love aro/ace rebelcaptain

[centrally-unplanned]

Okay, finished Andor - not gonna lie, it wasn't great? Season 2 was weaker than Season 1 I'd say. It was not bad at all to be clear, it is solidly "good" - I am very hype-biased here, responding to the very high praise I saw from most circles. On to the deets:

--- The strategy gaps in the world-building became much more apparent this season as more of the plot rested on larger scale shifts in the dynamic of the rebellion that were increasingly unexplained. At one point mid-season the crew is now living on Yavin after a time skip, and they are mentioning that they are "finally building a real army". Since when? Why? How? How did the preceding efforts of the rebellion lead to that? Why was building a real army ~3 years ago impossible? This is ostensibly the story of the early rebellion, but after Aldhani the rebellion is a bunch of one-off missions, often meeting failure, that simply seems to "work" anyway.

Note that this is thematically relevant because our characters are making huge life decisions based on the value of their sacrifice to said rebellion. The show keeps telling me Cassian is special, sometimes quite literally with some force destiny stuff. But I can't say that what I see on screen makes that true - he doesn't accomplish very much in Season 2 that seems important because (in part) nothing has context for importance.

--- Along the same vein, the ending arc has a big fight from the senior rebel leadership about how everyone hates Luthen and doesn't trust him, how he was ruinous, paranoid, etc. And while I can't say that is false from a personal lens, I have no clue why the people individually saying that would believe it. We never ever see Luthen steer the Rebellion wrong, let his paranoia ruin a good opportunity, etc. He is callous and ruthless, sure, but absolutely not a purveyor of bad intelligence. Did I miss an episode? Authentically, it felt like I did. The last time Bail Organa & Luthen "interacted" it was Luthen correctly calling out that one of Bail's squad was a traitor who was gonna murder Mon Mothma! What are you talking about, man? This whole fight was drama-for-the-sake-of-drama, very stupid.

--- Another related point, I think a lot of main characters just have a lack of agency because the Rebellion is accomplishing so little. Particularly the aforementioned "Cassian Destiny" thing - that is 100% banking on events in Rouge One, he just doesn't accomplish that much here and it comes off as cheesy. Mon Mothma has this too - does her big speech do anything? Not that we see on screen, and at Yavin she does no real leading.

--- The "Rogue One" issue is I do suppose inevitable in a prequel - all of this film is building not to a finale, but a "rising arc" that culminates in Rogue One. That is an issue because A: Rogue One is very, very mid as a film, and B: the main character of Rogue One is Jyn Erso who does not appear in this show! It is an awkward bridge.

--- Was Ghorman destroyed? It seemed like it was gonna be destroyed. They never told me!

--- I don't wanna be a full hater though - the Ghorman Massacre episode was excellent, for example. They definitely know how to set up scenes that balance resistance with futility. And I really liked the set-up concept of their naïveté being exploited by the Empire for false flag operations. Ironically, the Empire has a lot more agency and so they are somewhat more engaging to watch - they want to build a Death Star, their members want to climb the hierarchy or in Dedra's case have a vendetta against Luthen, etc. So we get to see the mechanics of how the empire functions repeatedly - how it controls information, how it overrides local authorities, how its elite jockey for influence, etc.

--- I like Nemik's manifesto and using it as the backdrop for Partagaz's suicide. It is ofc "standard" rhetoric, but authoritarian power is weak because it is unnatural, that is true! Partagaz's knows it, he always has, it is his entire character! Sometimes you line shit up right, 10/10 moment.

--- Kleya best girl, I very much enjoyed the "pivot" at the end from Luthen to her as an arc choice - a simple trick but making the stoics break under the weight of things works really well to emphasize the stakes.

I do appreciate that the primary focus of the show is the characters, it isn't about them "being heroes" per se, I wouldn't change that. They don't have to be in the driver's seat. But someone I think had to be to make the events cohere into a true story. Still a solid show, would recommend; I do wish this was more of a comeback for the beleaguered Star Wars franchise though. I can't be too mad for people finally getting a B-tier show after years of lesser output and hyping it to A-tier out of relief.

[andorerso]

something I find hilarious about these TG interviews is that if he was really as good of a writer as he’s trying to project he is, he wouldn’t need to come in every interview and shit on Jyn and Cassian. Like if he was a great writer, his writing should speak for itself and have SHOWN us that bix was the true love of cassians life. But he has to mention us in all these interviews because deep down he knows that he didn’t do that and his writing still can’t undo what rogue one did with Jyn and cassian *shrugs* like in a month the hype for this show will die down but rogue one won’t because it was the only thing Disney Star Wars ever got right

he's kind of continuing the pattern we saw in season 2 - tell, not show. but using interviews to fill in the gaps of stuff we should have SEEN is super lame. another example is him saying that Bix spent a year going on missions with Cassian. cool. may have been kinda nice to see - especially because as it is, she did nothing but sit around and wait for him to come home. save Gorst, I guess, but that scene itself was a rushed mess. like Mr. Gilroy, just because you say this shit in INTERVIEWS that 90% of your audience will never see or bother to read, it doesn't make it canon.

welcome back "Dumbledore is gay" levels of canon

[thecoffeelorian]

Fandom Friday, 3/07: Fanfiction!

Hello again, everyone…and welcome to another installment of Fandom Friday, the somewhat regular series where I go off to find new and interesting fanworks that might need a bit more visibility.

Before we get started...I just wanted to apologize for not having gotten this out last week, as it felt like half a dozen things were going wrong for me that day, one of which was a sore hip. I also didn't have enough entry material gathered up, either, so...hopefully next week's fan art update should be a lot better than this one, and it'll be coming out on time as well.

Second, this may also be a late entry, but please bear with me--is anybody else excited for Andor, and if so, which character arc are you looking forward to the most? Will a soldier become a leader, and start enlisting others to his cause? Will a certain mother have to make difficult decisions between the Rebellion and her family? Or, on a totally different note, might there be an unexpected Jyn Erso appearance at the very end? Please feel free to drop your thoughts in the comment box or reblogs, and hopefully I will be able to join in as soon as I can. :D

And so, now that I feel like I have my head on straight again and there shouldn't be any further interruptions...here, finally, are my picks of the week.

THE CLONE WARS

The Clone Wars Fanfiction--By @ladysparklefarts:

The Clone Wars Fanfiction--By @book-of-baba-fett:

THE BAD BATCH

The Bad Batch Fanfiction--By @missfrieden:

The Bad Batch Fanfiction--By @ghostofskywalker:

ROGUE ONE

Rogue One Fanfiction--By @viharker:

The Strongest Stars (On A03)

THE MANDALORIAN

The Mandalorian Fanfiction--By @snshineandgnpwdr:

The Mandalorian Fanfiction--By @corazondebeskar-reads:

In conclusion, as part of my mission to poke around the Star Wars fandom and highlight those writers who might otherwise go unnoticed…I hope you will check out the links I have included for yourselves and like, comment on, and reblog them, as well as also giving the writers a few more followers to their Tumblr pages.

Please also like and reblog this latest installment so that these links can be spread around to as many other fans as possible, just in case not all of them can tune in at the same time.

An additional thank you goes to @djarrex for making the divider I used earlier in this post, but still want to give credit for.

If anybody likes what they see here AND would enjoy seeing more posts like this; please drop the rock star emoji (👩‍🎤) into the comments or reblogs, and I’ll be sure to tag you when the next update comes.

And finally, so that I do not forget…thank you to my friends, thank you to this fandom, and above all else, please stay safe out there.

No Pressure Tags: @melymigo @algo-o-nada @the-osborn-way @everybirdfellsilent @skellymom

@leos-multifandom-corner @maggie-dylan @leenathegreengirl @gun-roswell @tazmbc1

@bluedeedeedoop @its-time-to-rise-above @tlmtwelve @snoowply @apocalyp-tech-a 

@aknightreaderr @totally-not-your-babe and anybody else who might be on the lookout for new SW fanfiction.

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SURVIVAL

While traveling with his older brother, thirteen-year-old Cassian Andor discovers a young girl hiding from the Empire. His decision to help her changes the course of both their lives, leading to nearly two decades of miscommunication, anger, trust—and eventually, love. Or, Cassian rescues Jyn instead of Saw Gerrera.

CHAPTER 2: BBY 12

Summary:

One year later, Cassian is still getting used to having Jyn around. She's not making it easy for him.

Cassian walked through the tents of the settlement, feeling the sweat running down his temple due to the hot temperatures on the planet, with its lava pits warming the whole place. 

He could see his fellow rebels minding their own businesses— cleaning their spaces, dressing their wounds, cooking their meals— while he made a checklist in his mind of all the things he was sure he needed to bring to his next outer world mission. 

The mission was simple ; he just needed to go to Jelucan to receive a message directed only to his handler, Jado.

The middle - aged man had summoned him two hours ago to his tent to assign him the mission personally. Jado didn’t trust holoprojectors and commlinks; he had grown paranoid of them lately and believed that anything could be intercepted by the Empire now. This time , he didn’t want to risk it.

“There should be an informant waiting for you in the hangar, a Rodian guy named Ulop,” Jado explained to him, his eyes fixed on the Jelucan holomap in front of him, “ H e’ll give you a comm and take you to a safe house. You’ll wait for instructions there. Easy, in and out, but don’t trust anyone but the voice in the comm.”

Cassian had nodded, already formulat ing in his mind the best travel route, escape tactics, and anything that could be in service for this mission. The fifth one Jado was confiding in him in three months so far.

“Show me that you can handle this, little Andor,” Jado had said, putting his hand over Cassian’s shoulder, “make your brother proud.”

The mention of Haro had made him feel restless. He had been deployed for at least four months now, helping a small planet in the Outer Rim to rebel against the Empire with the little forces they had, and as far as he knew, the battle was getting out of control. 

Haro was still sending pulse codes to him, letting him know that he was still alive but not giving away his location or if he was healthy enough. And Cassian supposed it made sense; if he knew where he was, he’d probably fly his way to aid him, but he wasn’t a fighter like that, not yet , at least. 

Jado was training him to do other stuff, to get closer to the imperials so fights like the one Haro was could be prevented in the future with the right intel. 

So, of course, Jado’s words were enough motivation to make Cassian want to do this mission the way Haro would’ve done it. And Haro, being the control freak he was starting to become lately, liked to do checklists before any mission to cover any possible outcome.

Cassian had to do them as he walked all the way to the hangar where the very few ships his cell owned were stationed.

Forged ID? Check.

Blaster? Check.

Jyn? Check.

Wait, Jyn?

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