#someone needs to write about Cassian being forced to tell Jyn about this period

[someinstant]

I have literally spent today laughing to myself because I keep remembering that Cassian Andor's response to existential angst and alienation is to go spend an obscene amount of money in space Ibiza, hook up with women whose names he probably does not know, drink hard liquor while shirtless, and go for walks along the beach. Cassian Andor! Who is actually pretty good at many things! Who just managed to not die in a very scary, very technical heist! Who is remarkably effective in high pressure situations (if not always cool-headed)! Cassian Andor, who will eventually be a super competent spy and assassin and will help to steal the Death Star plans-- Cassian Andor spends an undisclosed amount of time trying to party away his sadness like a desperately horny frat boy on the last night of Spring Break.

I love it. It's beautiful. Give me more, people. SPACE IBIZA. THERE WAS LITERAL CLUB MUSIC FOR THE SCORE, I'M DYING.

Whatever Tony Gilroy and that writers' room are on, I need it.

Hee.

[jyndor]

I'm seeing too many people be wayyy too reactive to some people's critiques of how the show is handling Cassian and yeah I get it because most of the criticism of the show has been dumb and xenophobic and racist and so I understand why people may be protective (fuck I'm protective of Cassian and the show) but let's not act like this isn't a deviation from Cassian Andor's characterization in Rogue One. Let's cut the shit and acknowledge that this is a change and a subversion of expectations, whether you like it or not. I'm tired of saying it at this point but since I guess people don't understand that many of us are not actually looking for him to be some perfect rebel soldier white knight, we want the grit and the mess and a lot of what the show is doing but not necessarily in this way.

I think it's just a matter of rejecting the premise they're presenting. I just don't love how it's all about showing Cassian things he should already know?

I don't think it's a matter of poor writing or not understanding where they're going or what the path is going to be - I get what they're doing, they're doing it superbly. I just don't agree with the premise that Cassian has to learn that revolution is good. I don't think that's appropriate for this particular character given what he says in Rogue One about his lifelong fight to a former child soldier. I think it's inconsistent with the intention of the film, to call out people who are for whatever reason sitting the revolution out (even if it's for trauma and exhaustion like it is for Jyn).

I feel like some people who are confused about why people are critiquing this choice by the showrunner and by the writers maybe don't get what we're saying. like guys I swear I understand what they're doing. it's effective - they're saying what they need to say in an intelligent grown way without talking down to the audience. I like that and I think that's why the show is so damn good. I repeat, I think it's the best show on TV. Period.

I know Cassian will grow into being the Cassian in Rogue One. Of course he will and I am sure it will be well done and satisfying and I hope they win fucking awards and praise and get hyped the fuck up. But I don't get why we are starting out with a Cassian who lives in relative comfort (although why he's living on a ship and not in the home he has with Maarva that seems relatively nice for the area I have suspicions but idk) compared to the girl who at the moment is LITERALLY HOMELESS because the cause abandoned her.

She was raised and radicalized by Saw Gerrera. That's her father, she's a fucking weapon - and her story is more appropriate for someone who has had to stay away from the organized cause for trauma reasons but is doing little important acts of Rebellion on her own (which she does). Wanna talk about personal acts of Rebellion? It works better through Jyn, someone who could choose Rebellion but who it wouldn't be forced on.

Whereas Cassian, as the show keeps saying, does not have the option to keep his eyes closed to fascism. So how did he do it from 16-21? And how can he - who has to know that Saw raised Jyn and therefore knows she was a child soldier if not that she was left behind - tell her that he has been in the fight since he was six???

It's inconsistent and believe me I've tried to make it work with Rogue One's characterization of Cassian but idk. How much clearer did he have to be? I'm sorry I don't think that's just headcanon of stans run amok. Trust me I want cassian to be messy and human and raw.

I am not being unfair, I know the show will take its time getting there and I love that! But the starting point feels wrong. It always has.

The intention of Cassian was as a mirror and a foil to Jyn. A mirror to Jyn because they both have a need to destroy the empire. A foil because while Jyn has been running from her true calling, Cassian has been fighting for revolution the whole time.

[koltarmi]

A Truth Universally Acknowledged - Chapter 2

Here is the second chapter to my Rebelcaptain Lizzie Bennet Diaries AU. I’ve had so much fun writing this and it gives me an excuse to rewatch LBD again. 

You can read it here or on AO3.

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Jyn could hardly believe it. When she saw the number of views on her first video, she had thought it was a mistake.

Despite refreshing the page numerous times, the number stayed steady and even garnered twenty more views during her state of disbelief.

After sobering up, Bodhi had barged into her room. He had been close to tears and clutching his sides, Jyn's video paused on his phone

“Oh come on,” Bodhi said. He quickly glanced at the camera that was filming them. “He couldn't have been that bad…”

Bodhi had come in while she was filming and had insisted on staying to provide an alternate perspective to the one she presented in her video.

“You weren't the one who had to dance with him. He was like a stone statue,” Jyn protested. “I swear Elle Gibson purposely aimed her bouquet at my head. And Andor didn't even want to be part of the garter toss, the thing hit him in the chest despite him being as far from the dance floor as he possibly could be. I’ve never met anyone as stiff-limbed and robotic as him.”

When they had been forced to dance together, Jyn had tried to be polite by asking him some questions in an attempt to negate the awkwardness of the situation they found themselves in.

“Have you been enjoying stay in Jedha?” she asked.

“Not really,” he said, his eyes looking everywhere except in her direction.

“Do you enjoy dancing?” she asked.

He paused for a moment. His eyes flickered down and he held her gaze for a few silent moments before he said, “Not if I can help it.”

She was fine about dismissing him as a rude jerk after their dance.

“Also, I heard from Mrs. Rogers that he was an up and coming criminal lawyer before he inherited his family's company,” Jyn added.

“And you call me a gossip monger,” Bodhi muttered under his breath.

Her door opened again and this time it was Baze who was peeking through. “What are you doing in here, little sister?”

“Just talking about last night for my thesis project.” Jyn's smile became mischievous as she looked at Baze. She exchanged a quick smirk with Bodhi. “And by the look on your face, I can tell somebody is still riding a high from last night.”

The barest hint of a smile was visible of the gruff man’s face. “Chirrut is a very interesting man,” Baze said.

“Somebody has a crush,” Bodhi mock-whispered to the camera.

Chirrut Îmwe was one of the three new tenants at Netherfield; the second being Cassian Andor and their third friend, Kay Tu.

When they arrived at the wedding, Baze had taken an instant liking to the blind man. They talked to each other throughout the entire event. Chirrut had even convinced Baze to dance with him.

By all accounts, Chirrut was kind, funny, and charming. What Jyn couldn't comprehend was why someone as nice as him would be friends with someone like Cassian Andor.

As Jyn was helping a drunk Bodhi go to the bathroom, she had overheard a conversation between the two friends in the reception area.

Chirrut stood beside his friend. “Cassian, why don’t you go ask Ms. Erso for another dance?”

Cassian was fidgeting with the cuffs of his suit and sighed. “You’ve spent the evening with the only tolerable person in that room, so stop wasting your time with me.”

His friend chided him. “Now, Cassian…”

“Jyn Erso is decent enough, but why should I continue to dance with her?”

Jyn had been tempted to walk over to him and punch the man in the face. The only reason she hadn’t was Bodhi’s insistence that he was going to throw up on his shoes.

“I think Chirrut is great, I just wished he would keep better company,” Jyn said, pointedly looking at the camera. “Andor acted like a complete snob. He actually thanked me for the dance, which was weird.”

“Maybe he just isn’t comfortable around people he doesn’t know,” Baze suggested.

“Being uncomfortable doesn’t give you a pass to be a dick. Even Kay was better than him. He has an extremely dry sense of humour, but at least he’s got one,” Jyn said, remembering her brief interaction with Kay Tu.

He had made some comment about the statistical likelihood of marriages ending in divorce as the groom indiscreetly did a once-over of the maid of honour. The comment had been so unexpected that Jyn had to stifle a grin.

“Well, suffice to say, I dislike Andor just as much as he dislikes me,” Jyn said, her tone expressing a note of finality.

If Cassian Andor wanted to place himself on a high and lonely pedestal, that was fine by her. She couldn't care less about what he thought about Jedha or her.

But the lingering glance he had given her as they had danced was inexplicably burned into her memory.

When Chirrut first proposed the idea, Cassian had politely declined. He had a company to run and couldn't possibly leave it for a vacation in some unknown town in northern California. 

It had been two years since he left the courtroom in exchange for a private office and boardrooms, but he was still hesitant about leaving for extended periods of time. Being the CEO of a media company was a challenge that he had come to enjoy.

However, after Kay found him pulling his twelfth all-nighter at the office, his friend called an intervention. Chirrut, Leia, and Luke had been invited; the latter being both his friends and his employees.

They all agreed that he worked too much and needed a break. When he tried to defend himself, Kay had displayed a graph on his tablet that documented the number of hours Cassian had worked overtime in the past month and how that had been negatively affecting his overall health and wellbeing.

In the end, he was forced to go on the compromise that he could bring his laptop and work on anything he that came his way.

Leia, who was the COO of the company, reassured him that everything would be fine without him, but that didn’t stop Cassian from refreshing his e-mail every two minutes, praying for something work-related to show up in his inbox.

It was an idiotic assumption that Chirrut and Kay would let him spend his entire vacation in his room to work in peace, but a hope he still held nonetheless. It had been going well, until Chirrut came back on the third day in town stating that they would be attending a wedding of some of old family friends.

What he had failed to mention was that the whole town had been invited to the wedding too. Cassian was fine with crowds, he even preferred them. Crowds allowed him to slip easily out of view.

But once the trio entered the banquet hall, the crowd had stared at them and parted like the Red Sea as they made their way into the ballroom.

Chirrut and Kay had simply ignored the attention, but Cassian had felt uneasy.

He easily commanded and handled the attention of a courtroom or a board meeting, but the hundreds of strangers staring at him like a zoo exhibit put him on edge. A similar occurrence happened once they stepped into the ballroom, but thankfully it only lasted a second before everyone returned to the festivities.

That was when Cassian noticed a pair of inquisitive green eyes staring at him from across the room.

The woman looking at him was leaning against the wall on the other end of the room. She was small, but the look in her eyes shone with ferocity. Her arms were crossed and she stood with confidence, calmly observing everyone around her, before pausing at him.

They had stared at each other for a moment, before she turned her head and spoke to the two men beside her with an ease that suggested that they knew each other well.

Chirrut, being the social person he was, approached the long-haired man the woman had been speaking to. They got on together like a house on fire, which troubled Cassian. Baze Malbus seemed to be an amiable person, but Chirrut was far too trusting and people could be deceiving; he had learned that lesson the hard way. Through Baze, Cassian learned the names of his companions; the bearded man was Bodhi and the woman was Jyn.

‘Jyn,’ he had repeated in his head. It was a simple, short, and sharp name.

It suited her.

However, his discomfort of his new surroundings outweighed his curiosity about Jyn, so he chose to stick by the wall and simply observe the whirlwind of activity before him.

When the garter belt hit him in the chest, he didn’t even register what it was before he caught it. He was completely certain that Chirrut had bribed the groom, so that he would interact with someone besides himself and Kay.

He was also certain that the universe enjoyed his discomfort when the bride’s bouquet crashed into Jyn’s arms.

Their dance had been less than stellar. He had a tendency to lock up when he was in unfamiliar situations. Dancing with a woman who had captivated his interest was unknown territory he had never explored.

He had been brutally honest when he answered her questions; there was no point in lying to her. He would have preferred to be in his office in San Francisco. After all, it was one of the few places in the world he felt comfortable being himself.

Cassian thanked her and left the dance floor as fast as he possibly could.

Chirrut had a smug looking grin on his face when Cassian returned to the wall he had been leaning against. Although he was blind, Chirrut had the ability read most people with surprising accuracy.  He knew his friend meant well, but the whole night had been far outside his comfort zone, so he had said a response that he knew would shut down any contrived ideas of matchmaking Chirrut had.

“Jyn Erso is decent enough, but why should I continue to dance with her?”  

He winced as he thought about his harsh words. Jyn was far beyond ‘decent enough’, but if he had said anything that flattered her, Chirrut would have a smug grin on his face for the rest of the night. Like him, she had also been observing the room and had showed no interest in dancing the whole night.

There was nothing to discuss and no possibility of a relationship forming. In two months, the three would be back in San Francisco, back to where they belonged. Jedha would soon be nothing but a memory of sharp green eyes and an awkward first dance. That was the plan.

It was supposed to be the plan, but Cassian’s plans always had the habit of going awry.

[certifiedskywalker]

Imperative - Cassian Andor X Fem!Reader

Your bio says requests are open maybe could you do something with Cassianxfem!reader dealing with depression and anxiety.She wants to do everything she can for the rebellion, but sometimes her mental illnesses hold her back, and she feels useless because of it. Cass reassures her that she's helped them heaps, kisses her, cuddles her, and idk just something really fluffy. Ive been going through a rough time and your writing has really helped me, so thank you. Thanks in advance if you do write it

I’ve been having a tough time as well so this was very emotional to write. Sorry if it’s short, I tried to make it as sweet as possible! I even tested my own Spanish skills so if I got it wrong, I’m sorry! I hope you enjoy it my friend, and I hope things get better. May the Force be with you.

It had been a busy day on Yavin 4’s rebel base. You attended at least four meetings regarding fuel maximization for the X-Wings, then two more about your last few mission reports. Mon Mothma had been more less pleased with your progress on retrieving information from Empire transcripts, but you felt like you let her down. The translations of the transmissions had been so stressful, and everything else you were dealing with effected the results.

You had been diagnosed with depression a while back. You couldn’t figure out what exactly had brought it on; whether it be family or friend drama, your work, or the Empire’s shadow. You just felt heavy and empty all at once. At times, when you talked to someone during your lunch period, you felt a bit better.You found yourself talking to some of the Rogue One squad at lunch. They had completed a near suicide mission but came back in one piece; they were an inspiration to the whole base and sitting by them was an honor. You were introduced to the group by Jyn Erso, who had met you at a briefing of your findings. From there you grew close to all of them. Chirrut was so kind to you and he always seemed to know how you felt. Bodhi was a friend to you as well. The pilot would talk to you quite openly about his problems, to which you would give  advice and vice versa. While Bodhi kindly gave you good advice, to the issues you did bring up, and it only went so far. It was Cassian Andor and his droid counterpart, K2SO, that you found helped you the most. They would distract you with stories about their missions and that would result in hilarious bickering between the two of them. Lunch was the highlight of your day, but then you would be thrown back into the web of self loathing and sadness you had woven for yourself. Whether it being unsatisfied with the way you looked or feeling that you could do more to help the Rebellion, it left you very unhappy. When you needed it the most, no one was there to pick you up off your feet.

It hit you all at once as you were walking out of your last meeting of the day. You needed to do more for the people that took you in, that are fighting against the Empire for the better of others like you. But you couldn’t, not really. You were already pushing yourself, but maybe if you tried harder, you could bring in more results when it came to the intercepted Empire transmissions. The guilt of not providing started to eat away at you as you made your way to your quarters. Tears sprung to your eyes and you started walking faster; hating yourself for letting your mind and heart become such a mess. When your door came into sight, you heard someone shout, but you couldn’t tell what. Your thoughts were racing a mile a minute and you couldn’t focus on one thing for too long. When you closed your door behind you, you sank to the floor. Tears clouded your vision and you attempted to keep your sobs quiet. The walls to the rooms were thin and you didn’t want anyone to know how vulnerable you really were. You brought your knees up to your chest and kept crying. After your sobs grew quiet, a soft knock against the door startled you.

“Y/N, can I come in?” Cassian’s voice boomed through the door. You stood, quickly wiping your eyes, and opened the door. The moment Cassian saw your face he rushed to you, hugging you tightly. “Mi cariña (my darling), what’s wrong?”

His voice melted you and tears started to fall again. Cassian closed the door with his foot, and he lead you to sit on your bed. You leaned your head against his shoulder while one of his hand stroked up and down your back. When you calmed enough to speak clearly, you pulled away from him.

“Sorry, I got your shirt wet…” Cassian just shook his head, brushing some of your hair behind your ear. “Don’t be silly, now please tell me,” he placed his hand on yours, causing you to look into his eyes, “what’s wrong?”

You stared at him, and saw the type of kindness that you had only heard about.

“I don’t, I can’t do enough for the Rebellion. I need to do better and and-” Another sob shook your whole being. He pulled you back to him, tugging you lose to his chest. You could hear his thunderous heartbeat booming as if he were nervous. “It all gets a little too much sometimes.” You managed in between sobs. Cassian’s hand soothingly stroked your hair as he spoke, “I know mi amor, but you’ve done enough. With the work you do, you’re imperative for our success.”

“What’s that mean?” You whispered, causing him to chuckle slightly.

“What does imperative mean?” You hit his shoulder lightly, and pulled away just enough to look into his face. “You spoke a different language, ‘mi amor’ you said.” A small, pink blush rose to his cheeks. “It’s my home planet’s native language, some call it a romance language, Spanish.” He paused, calculating what he should say next very carefully. “Mi amor translates to ‘my love’.”

Heat found it’s way to your cheeks, a you wiped newly fallen tears away from your eyes.

“Oh…”

Cassian gave you a shy, handsome smile, his confidence wavering. “I just, yeah. The first time I saw you I knew that I had to make you smile. Like my life depended on it. I couldn’t stand to see such a beautiful girl so sad.” His gaze was warm when it met with yours. “I know you feel,” he paused searching for the right word, “bad about yourself. More than other people do about themselves. But you are so important, Y/N, and I-” You cut him off by pressing a kiss to his cheek. When you moved back, his eyes were wide in shock. You only had a moment to register what he was doing before he pressed his lips to yours. It was soft, as if he pushed further, you would break. He carefully placed one hand on your hip and the other to the back of your head, slowly pulling you closer. Your hands were cupping his jaw, and he slowly laid down on your bed. You fell to his side, and he turned to face you with a dumb grin on his face. “I love you.”

You entangled your hands with his, and cuddled into his chest. “I love you too.” He pressed a kiss to your forehead, and whispered, “Buenos noche. (Good night)”

The next morning when you awoke, you felt Cassian’s warmth next to you. You turned to face him, and was met with brown eyes. He gave you a smile and reached out to stroke your cheek. “Tu son muy bonita en la mañana….(You are very pretty in the morning)” He murmured sleepily. You felt a blush on your face despite not knowing what he said. “That sounded very sweet.”

“It was,” he said with a wide smile. He placed a kiss to the tip of your nose, causing you to giggle. While you still felt heavy with melancholy, Cassian’s affection burned a sense of hope in your heart that things would turn around.

[captainsongstress-blog]

Chocolate Box 2017

Hi! Welcome into my little world. I will love whatever you write or draw for me. :) 

General pointers about my taste and some things that are bulletproof likes:

Pointers:

I am a fluff person, not a grimdark person. Homophobia, sexism, racism, etc., are not things I enjoy.

I like porn, and I like handholding and shy kisses, and I like friendly shenanigans and banter. Any and all ratings are great. PWP is not really my thing, though.

Casual, organic worldbuilding is really fun. For example, I’d love to know what date night options are available for couples on a Resistance base, or how Padmé deals with the bureaucracy of being a Senator, or the idiosyncrasies of the Millennium Falcon that Leia slowly learns to navigate.

Bulletproof likes:

Friendship, found family, leisurely kisses, secretly holding hands, sex in semi-public places (but not actually being caught or having someone watching, sorry, I’m finicky), very different personalities appreciating each other and becoming friends, flyboys and flygirls being hotshots, bridging upbringings/countries/planets/etc., sarcastic banter (if in character for that character), awesome hair and hairstyles, cross-generational bonding, stolen peaceful moments in the midst of war, relationships that are full of laughter.

General Note 1: I am not a fan of Kylo Ren, any ships involving Kylo Ren, any heavy angst involving Kylo Ren, or fics set during the period in which he turned. Obviously fic involving Leia or Han can totally mention him, but dwelling on him wouldn’t be great for me. (Baby/toddler/kid Ben Solo is fine.)

General Note 2 – feel free to mix and match ideas and pairings between sections, if they fit your story/artwork. If you want to write a fic in which Chewbacca holes up in the cockpit playing loud Wookie death metal to drown out the sounds of Han & Leia boning all over the rest of the Falcon, and then cut to twenty years later when he comforts Leia after the events on Starkiller Base, go for it. Or a sketch of Rey/Jessika and Poe/Finn on a double date. Etc.

Specifics after the cut.

Fandom sections:

i. Star Wars Prequel Trilogy

Breha Organa & Leia Organa Bail Organa & Leia Organa

Breha, Bail, or both, on the day Leia enters their lives. 

Raising Leia and hiding her in plain sight.

What it means to raise Darth Vader’s daughter.

Teaching Leia the things she needs to know, both for now (to keep her safe) and for later (when she takes up her heritage).

The day that Leia demands to be part of the rebellion.

How much of Leia is nature (Padmé and Anakin) and how much is nurture (Breha & Bail)?

Breha Organa & Padmé Amidala Padmé Amidala & Obi-Wan Kenobi Padmé Amidala/Obi-Wan Kenobi

Bail was Padmé’s closest ally in the Senate, but Breha was her friend.

After Padmé is gone and Breha is raising Leia, Breha can sometimes see her departed friend so strongly in the way Leia holds her head, or the way Leia demands justice for small childhood wrongs.

Padmé and Obi-Wan have such chemistry in the movies. Whether you go with friendship or romance, tell me more!

During the clandestine marriage, Padmé struggles with the necessity of deceiving Obi-Wan.

It’s Obi-Wan and Padmé who fall in love, not Anakin and Padmé. How does this change the course of the galaxy?

Padmé survives, and she, Obi-Wan, and the twins go on the run together.

Padmé Amidala & Leia Organa & Luke Skywalker

Padmé survives and goes on the run with the twins.

Padmé survives and goes into hiding with one of the twins, separating the twins to keep them safer, and much later is reunited with the twin she gave up.

Obi-Wan shows up in the Force Afterlife and tells Padmé about Luke and his life on Tatooine. Later he brings her news as his Force ghost goes traipsing around during the Original Trilogy.

ii. Rogue One - A Star Wars Story

Bail Organa & Leia Organa

It’s time at last for Bail to bring Leia out of hiding. He’s not just sending Obi-Wan the plans - he’s sending Obi-Wan Leia.

Saying goodbye to Leia before going to Alderaan, knowing that the next time he sees her she’ll be on the way to becoming a Jedi, and she won’t ever be quite the same woman again.

Seeing Padmé in Leia more strongly with every passing year.

Bringing up a young firebrand and being so proud of her; sparing her what hardship and darkness he can, while knowing that he can’t spare her forever.

Jyn Erso/Leia Organa Jyn Erso & Leia Organa Jyn Erso/Luke Skywalker

The “Jyn meets the twins” ships! Setting it either before the events of Rogue One (a chance meeting while Jyn was on her own after leaving Saw, perhaps?), during the events of Rogue One (while Jyn’s on the rebel base), or afterwards (an AU in which Jyn lives) are all great. 

Leia’s an 18-year-old Senator in a galaxy falling more to shreds with every passing year. She meets another young woman somewhere (Coruscant? A fact-finding mission on some planet? Whatever you like), and chats with her/flirts with her/falls into bed with her.

With the Rebellion starting up in earnest, it’s ‘live for today’. Leia kisses Jyn in the hours leading up to the departure of Rogue One, just to establish a human connection and ground all the sick adrenaline racing through her veins. K-2SO observes and does not approve.

After relaying the plans, Jyn is captured by the Empire and taken off-planet before it’s blown up. Later she’s thrown in the same prison block as Leia and rescued at the same time. Cue any of these three relationships while New Hope happenings are happenin’.

Cassian Andor & K-2SO Jyn Erso & K-2SO Jyn Erso/Bodhi Rook Chirrut Îmwe/Baze Malbus 

a) I’m equally a fan of the real ending and of AUs where some or all of them live. b) I do not ship Bodhi/Galen, sorry, so please no implication of that. (I read Bodhi more along the lines of Galen’s surrogate son.) 

I love Cassian and Jyn’s relationships with K-2SO and am very interested in fic or drawings involving either pair. (Or all three of them.)

Jyn and Bodhi are both exceptionally pretty and I am very shallow and would enjoy stress-relief ‘we’re gonna die’ kisses/sex. 

Jyn and Bodhi become an item after the events of Rogue One (obviously a they-live!AU).

Chirrut and Baze are awesome and I would love any romance fic about them. What were their adventures like before the events of Rogue One?

iii. Star Wars Original Trilogy

Leia Organa/Han Solo

Interstitial adventures.

Alllll the banter.

Post-RotJ happiness and adventures and laughter.

Quiet moments when nothing needs to be said.

They have amazing sex, all the time and everywhere. They nearly get caught many times, but somehow they never quite do.

Luke Skywalker/Han Solo

AU in which Han and Luke are the ones to fall in love instead of Han & Leia. What changes?

Luke plays peacemaker between his boyfriend and his sister, because Han & Leia may not be together, but they still spar all the time.

Han coming back to save Luke’s ass in A New Hope because he can’t quite bear to have Luke blown to smithereens.

Han getting teased by old hardened smuggler buddies about his wide-eyed quiet boyfriend, only for Luke to surprise them a bit.

Lando Calrissian/Han Solo

Smugglers who keep running into each other on different worlds, and falling into bed on a kinda regular basis.

What is Chewie’s POV on this?

When the Milennium Falcon’s a-rockin’, don’t come a-knockin’.

Lando makes it up to Han for betraying him to Vader.

Han makes it up to Lando for stealing the Falcon.

I’m also interested in a threesome with Leia involved if you like! Or Luke, for that matter, but I think Lando was more interested in Leia. ;)

iv. Star Wars Episode VIII: The Force Awakens

Finn & Chewbacca Rey & Chewbacca

Chewbacca bonding with Finn or Rey (or both), either during the movie or afterwards. (Particularly Rey if ‘afterwards’.)

Chewbacca and Rey becoming best buddies in an alternate universe in which she does get to cruise around the galaxy as a Falcon crewmember. Han says they’re ganging up on him.

Chewbacca comforting Rey after Han’s death.

Leia Organa & Rey Finn & Leia Organa

Leia bonding with Finn or Rey (or both), either during the movie or afterwards.

Leia telling Rey what she can about the Force, answering questions about Rey’s powers, etc. (Without a Kylo Ren focus, please.)

Leia telling Rey about Luke and what she can expect from him. Humor is great.

Finn’s heard Imperial stories about Leia. She’s a legend to him. Getting to know a legend is daunting!

Finn & Rey

Finn and Rey, best friends for life.

Finn and Rey have adventures. 

Finn gets to come with Chewie once to visit Rey during her training.

Rey and Luke arrive at the Resistance base and the first person she wants to go see is Finn. They share all the stories about what’s been happening to them. 

Finn & Rey & Poe Dameron

More of the above! I am totally here for platonic bromances and found family and all the awesome space adventures.

Finn/Rey Jessika Pava/Rey Poe Dameron/Finn & Jessika Pava/Rey Poe Dameron/Finn/Rey

The ships! Tell me a story or draw me a picture of finding love during a time of war.

Having sex in a X-wing doesn’t sound like a good idea but you know Poe’s done it.

Porny threesome fic is always a great choice. Especially if it’s funny as well as hot.

One of them is a matchmaker.

Everybody sleeps with everybody on the Resistance base, because hey, it’s wartime and you’re only young once and you might die tomorrow. 

Alternate additional option to the last prompt: and sometimes people catch feelings for each other. :)

Leia Organa/Han Solo Poe Dameron/Leia Organa Poe Dameron/Leia Organa/Han Solo

Please no dubcon power-dynamics with Poe; I love these pairings only when Poe is 100% on board (and not in Leia’s direct line of command).

Leia misses Han, whether during the AWOL years or after Starkiller Base.

Leia and Han meet during the AWOL years. 

Please tell me there’s a missing ‘reunited’ scene in Force Awakens.

Han is gone for years at a time. Leia’s never been someone to pine away forlornly. And she’s always had a weak spot for flyboys...

After a long day fighting with the Republic for more funding and worrying over intelligence reports, it’s pretty great to come back to her quarters and lay it all aside. Poe gives great massages.

Poe sings in the shower, hums while he’s making breakfast, and traces poetry on her skin. Leia’s not sure if she likes it or not, but she’s coming around.

Han, Leia, and Poe all in bed together would definitely blow my mind a bit with the sheer hotness level. Anything would be fantastic; one particular image that sticks in my head is Han fucking Poe while Poe goes down on Leia.

v. Star Wars RPF

Carrie Fisher/Mark Hamill Carrie Fisher & Mark Hamill

I read The Princess Diarist, and during her difficult fling with Harrison (in which she was constantly insecure, he never talked to her or seemed to like her very much except one time that she did an impression of him, and she was so young and inexperienced), Carrie explicitly told her diary at one point something along the lines of “why couldn’t it have been Mark?!” So of course I thought - what if it HAD been Mark? I bet that relationship would have worked much better, because Mark seems like a total sweetheart.

Alternatively, Carrie & Mark’s friendship over the years.

Carrie Fisher & Daisy Ridley Harrison Ford/Oscar Isaac Mark Hamill & Daisy Ridley Mark Hamill/Oscar Isaac

Carrie giving Daisy advice about entering the Star Wars universe. Canonically the only advice I’ve heard is that she told her to fight for her haircut and her outfit more generally (e.g. no buns or metal bikinis).

Mark and Daisy bonding during filming and developing a father-daughter or older brother-younger sister type of relationship. (I love that picture of her carrying him on her back like he carried Yoda!)

Oscar and either of his older counterparts have a torrid one-night stand. This is a very shallow request, I admit it. It’d be super hot either way but especially hot if Oscar was topping, for some reason. IDK. (I am not good at giving porny prompts. I get all blushy, lmao.)

John Boyega & Oscar Isaac & Daisy Ridley John Boyega/Oscar Isaac John Boyega/Daisy Ridley

The new trio bonding! Becoming friends during filming and marketing and watching the whole world going apeshit over you.

John Boyega falling in love with either one of his costars. <3 Romance or porn are both great. (Or both.)

Felicity Jones/Daisy Ridley Oscar Isaac/Diego Luna Riz Ahmed/Oscar Isaac

Crossover pairings! Romance, porn, or a combo are all great. 

Oscar Isaac is in a lot of these pairings, I’m noticing now. But he is really hot. Sob.

Also, this is of course totally totally optional but I just saw the Golden Globes and damn damn damn I’ve fallen in love with Oscar Isaac/Gael García Bernal, soooo if that appealed to you and you felt like writing them, be my guest.

Riz Ahmed/Diego Luna Riz Ahmed/Diego Luna/Alan Tudyk

And finally, the Rogue One pairings! Whether you go with just Riz & Diego or with the full threesome, I think it’d be really hot. :) You could also go Riz/Diego & Alan if that dynamic appeals to you than Riz/Diego/Alan.