#it took about four or five BIG redrafts and some total rewrites

[notasapleasure]

don't need any help to be breakable

I don't want you to grieve, but I want you to sympathize, alright

I can't blame you for losing your mind for a little while, so did I

I don't want you to change, but I want you to recognize that I

It'll be easy to cover, gather your skeletons far inside

It'll be summer in DallasFerrix before you realize

That I'll never be anything you ever want me to be

Ao3

Cassian Andor/Brasso the Ferrixian, E, canon-divergent AU, 25k, 8 chapters, complete

Cassian: We decided we were thirsty, and you wanted to go to Cavo's. But I said that's no good because I owe too many people there money. So, Cavo's was out. But then you remembered you had a half bottle of nog stashed at home, so, we went there and drank ourselves to sleep.

Brasso: You insulted my choice of beverage. As host and provider, I was offended by this. You failed to gauge the depth of my irritation. You rose to make your point more vocally. I was helping you back into your chair when you fell.

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Triumph of the author of the wip!! This one's been driving me nuts for months. The punching fic is finally ready to be released into the wild and I can't wait to think about literally anything else. Unless I'm thinking about this because people have nice things to say about it. That would be good. Make the suffering I went through worthwhile, you know?

thanks to the usual suspects: @stripedroseandsketchpads for non-SW general supportiveness, @distressednoise for cheerleading, lovely lovely comments, and always being down to scream about stupid brassian things, and @r0b0tb0y who offered me the idea to play with, whose own snippets from a similar wip have haunted me and will continue to haunt me