Howdy partner!

I apologize for not replying to your previous ask yet (I will get there, promise!), and not replying to this one sooner. December hit me really hard and I've barely had time to sleep, let alone everything else!

I am super excited to see what you have come up with and am so grateful to you. A lot of what you said about loving RC is what I love about them as well, so that makes me extra stoked.

coming here unannounced but it turns out i'm not able to tag you as your url handle... would you mind checking on your settings if you can activate it (for everyone - not just your followers mentioning you)?

i apologize for the interruption. idk if i'm wording this correctly 😭

Merry post-Christmas, I hope you had a wonderful Christmas day, and that the returns season isn't too stressful for you.

Here's to a hopefully glorious and cheerful New Year's, and I can't wait for you to see your gift.

Just wanted to pass a long a small teaser:

Jyn watched the snow fall gently across the mountaintop and fingered her mother’s kyber necklace. It felt cold in her hand. It was a bucolic vision as seen from the vast viewing window of the Imperial Science Authority’s vacation estate. Below her stretched a wintry expanse of neat, snow-covered mountain slopes built for recreation, dotted with other brightly lit chalets which glowed in the fading orange and purple of the evening sun. Airspeeders decorated with blue and green lights swung between them, transporting the Imperial elite to their vacation residences. Far at the bottom of the mountain stretched the glittering lights of the resort city, filled with shops and restaurants. The front vestibule of the lodge behind her was filling with her fellow Science Authority scientists arriving for the holiday weekend, their voices chattering with excitement over the luxurious surroundings. The Imperial Science Arcology which was their normal habitat – prison – was nowhere near as well-appointed as this place, which was one of the few Imperial facilities she’d ever been in which gentled its sterility with carpeting and soft lighting. She felt rather than heard her new bodyguard approach from behind her; his steps were so quiet. Sward, she thought. His name is Joreth Sward. “A beautiful view,” he said softly, his voice husky with a hint of an accent. Was it Mid-Rim? It was so rare to hear on Coruscant, especially in an Imperial uniform. He’d been assigned to her two weeks ago, but she’d never asked. Jyn looked back at him and tucked away her necklace. His accent was hardly the only thing different from her previous drivers/bodyguards (minders). Those had either been ISB Tactical types, bulky with supplement-fueled muscle and reflexes as slow as their wits, or weedy, pale-eyed technicians from Surveillance. Sward was slender, with a body made of whipcord and angles. His dark features were drawn as sharp and sleek as a Mandalorian vibroblade, accented by a neatly trimmed beard and mustache - another deviation from the clean-shaven Imperial standard.  But those were just details. It was his eyes that had stood out to Jyn the moment she saw him. They were dark, constantly probing, intelligent, as was to be expected; but they also held a hidden weariness that the dull, thudding tiredness in Jyn’s own soul had instantly recognized.

SCREAMINGGGGGGG

i've decided to keep the exact date of my posting schedule hidden from you until then, but be on a lookout for your gift around this week :3

*ahem…* see ya next year?? 😉

I used your prompt “established relationship” and some of your headcanons for their post-war life to build a gifset, keeping the vibes warm and cozy. I ran with the idea of them building a home in a quiet planet and finding working with repairing things

wishing you a happy new year and I hope you enjoy your gift 🎁💕

Well, I've still got to go through and do edits, make sure all my names are consistent and my spell check didn't miss anything egregious, but I finally typed the last line today. Be warned, it's a BEAST. Before edits, my program tells me it's 15k. I just kept coming up with more angst and suffering.

I'll share one last snippet since the last one entertained you so much:

"How's the bruise?" he asked, remembering about it. "It's fine," she said. He gave her a mock-stern look. "Are you just saying that?" "No, really, it's fine. It's practically gone. Was I limping?" "No," he said. "I just wanted to know." She sighed heavily. "Go on." "Go on what?" "Say I told you so." "I'm not going to do that," he said mildly, "because it'll annoy you, and the next time you need bacta, you'll remember and get annoyed all over again. So, no, I won't say I told you so."

Can't wait to share it with you on the 29th!

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oh no..................an entire beast's worth of gorgeous writing and perfect angst and These Idiots for my horrid little shipper heart............. whatEVER shall i do....................

Your prompt included themes of hurt/comfort and softness from characters who don’t usually receive/give it… well, those are some of my favorites to express. There’s a lot of depth to be had there, and I hope this work conveys enough of it.

Here’s what was in my mind while drawing this for you: Years after Scarif, Jyn and Cassian are still very much involved in rebel alliance work, and that often means having to go on long assignments without the other. They’re used to stealing moments between missions, always feeling like they’re on borrowed time. Things they can’t seem to get used to? Saying “see you back home when the job’s done” even though they think saying a “final” goodbye is safer. Better to pretend like every farewell is the last than to promise a return and not make good on it, right? Right?!?!

Something like that. I initially planned on leaning more into soft feelings but when I got to sketching I kinda just tumbled into the hurt/comfort. I hope you don’t mind!

I wish you warmth and nothing but goodness in these final days of 2025. Hope to see you around! ~ Sasha/sashamini