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MATTHEW MACFADYEN as TOM WAMBSGANS 

🤩 A fic that made you SLAM that “subscribe” button

this one's finished now but All the Broken Hearts in the World Still Beat by @mosylufanfic

I fucking love exes to lovers, and I love celebrity AUs, and combining the two was such a delicious idea, it was like catnip to me! did not disappoint one bit <3

📚 A fic you wish you could display on your bookshelf

The Ocean's Bride by @fulcrumstardust and halflingmerry

Titanic AU my beloved!

💖 A drabble that made you want 100K more words

this werewolf au by @incognitajones

I'm not even the biggest werewolf person but this one just sucked me right in. I would read a thousand chapters of wolf!Jyn and Cassian's adventures together, 10/10

omg tina!!! first off, thank you!! <3333 second it's so funny that you and ebby both submitted the same asks.

🌀Post the fic summary for a fic you haven't written/published yet. It can be hypothetical or something you really plan on releasing...

okay this one is gonna be fun because i actually haven't written any of it yet. so nice job! this is, again, an idea i have for Rebelcaptain Week!

Three days and two planets and Cassian has not once left her. Even when he should have. Even when he had maybe wanted to. He had come back for her, again and again, unable to consider that, maybe, it might be for the good of the mission. That, maybe, she might be better off without him, without the Rebellion. Hells, she might have just been better off dead. But he has to leave her now. It's the only way. (missing scene. for rebelcaptain week 2024.)

🌈 Share something soft/fluffy from your WIP.

from Path of Totality:

“Cassian,” Jyn says into his ear. He shivers, the echo of all that had been brought to life between them ringing like a blaster shot within the simple shape of his name. She leans away and he lowers her back into the waves. Her eyes are wide, mossy iris drawn thin around blown pupils. “Does Spark… does it affect memory? Will I… I won’t forget this, right?” It’s the first time Cassian could positively identify fear in her face since they had arrived on Scith. Since they had embarked upon their first, true mission in the field together. Into strange and unmapped climes that would claim the courage of anyone not made of pure beskar like Jyn Erso. She had never once wavered, even when he would never blame her for it, and it only served to drive him deeper into the clutches of his love for her. And here she was, her only fear that she may wake up tomorrow and not remember. Not remember the hammered bronze of the ocean, the apple core suns burning in the sky, the ardent oaths exchanged with burning bellies and brows painted the color of blood. Cassian shakes his head, silently astonished. Vaguely wonders if he had always possessed this plunging depth inside him to fit everything she was able to make him feel. Or maybe she had simply thrust her way through. Had made the space herself. Hammered it out with truncheon and sheer, stubborn will. He wouldn’t put it past her. “No,” he tells her, “no. You won’t forget.”

thank you so much!!! <3

All these years trying to figure out how to be okay with “just enough” or “almost in the spotlight, but not quite.” [..] The point is... Yeah, I’m the lead! And it feels so good.