#rebelcaptainpilot

After moping about the lack of smut options outside of the RebelCaptain corner of the fandom, I’ve decided to be the change I want to see in the smutty, smutty world. For the month of February, I will be taking Rogue One smut prompts! I’ll be reblogging prompt memes to help get the ball rolling, but feel free to send me whatever you want. I’m a multishipper, so I’m more than willing to try my hand at all kinds of ships! 

Send me that rarepair or that ot3 you’ve been wanting more of! Send me your smut idea you’ve always wanted to see! Send me your kinks on anon or off anon! 

Special order your smut! Example: uhhhh I’ll take a sub!Cassian with x character, with a side of him being so thoroughly wrecked that he cries.

Please send me that one. PLEASE.

Here’s a list of kinks and acts that I’m willing to write. (Cobbled together from a combo of the kinktober list and the kink bingo list)

Here’s my tag for more prompt lists!

However, here is what I will not write: (to be expanded if anything comes up)

Content:

Noncon

Ageplay

Gore

Watersports/scat/etc

Daddy/Mommy kink

Characters:

Krennic

Galen

Saw

Tarkin

Vader

Draven

“Imperials forces have entered the base! Imperial forces have entered—“

The transmission cuts out and Jyn curses under her breath; the chill air is like fire in her lungs as she runs. She drags her blaster from its holster on her thigh but doesn’t slow down as she rounds the next corner of Echo Base’s frozen corridors.

They’re almost out a time.

pairing: Bodhi/Cassian/Jyn

Chapters: 8/? Fandom: Rogue One: A Star Wars Story (2016) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Bodhi Rook & Everyone, Cassian Andor/Bodhi Rook, Cassian Andor/Jyn Erso/Bodhi Rook Characters: Bodhi Rook, Cassian Andor, Jyn Erso, Chirrut Îmwe, Baze Malbus, K-2SO (Star Wars) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Grief/Mourning, droids are people too, Bad Flirting, Team as Family, Cultural References, space dads, Frottage, Tags Are Fun, Sex Pollen Summary:

Snippets from Bodhi Rook's life; snapshots of his relations with his teammates. Those relations are developing and might end in something glorious. (Read: a polyamorous shipfest. Mature rating and tags TBA)

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Why have we not talked about how great jedistormpilot is yet?!?

Okay honestly contrasting them with Jyn/Cassian/Bodhi made me realize why I love them so much. Which isn’t a knock again the Rogue OT3! I really like their dynamics and think they’re very novel. @broromini and I were talking about this- Jyn and Cassian are kind of a gender switched Han and Leia. Jyn’s the one from the wrong side of the tracks who gets dragged kicking and screaming into the fight and only gets really invested because of personal attachments. Cassian’s the one who has been in this fight since he was born, who is pragmatic and quick on his feet and values his cause above all, but who will take illogical risks on people if he cares for them. I haven’t thought as much about how Bodhi fits into that, which might be one of those reasons I prefer Jedistormpilot. But just thinking about his character, I can seem him as kind of a grounding, calming force. Just like Cassian has to fight or else all the terrible things he’s done will be worthless, Bodhi has to love and see the good in people, or else all that he sacrificed will have been for nothing. 

I’ve gotten completely off topic so what I mean to say by this comparison is that: while I think the Rogue OT3 has the potential to be great, I think it also would be pretty bumpy and if it took place during the war, I don’t know if it would survive, since all three hold that war in different levels of priority. The three of them are very conscious of what’s going on around them, and are so thoroughly enmeshed in it that it could get easy for them to lose each other, or to let their relationship fall by the wayside.

A/N: Suddenly impromptu rebelcaptainpilot, wtf.

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Cassian frets when Jyn goes into labor. He paces around the room, flexing his fingers and muttering to himself like the most dramatic of all clichés -- until she barks at him to bugger off because he’s making her nervous.

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Bodhi lifts his gaze when he stalks out of the room.

“How is she?”

“Tense.” Cassian lets out a short, dry laugh and compulsively runs a hand through his sweaty mess of hair. “I think I made it worse.” 

He pauses. “Maybe you could...?”

There is a strange new serenity about Bodhi, something that doesn’t quite remind him of Chirrut, but maybe something that is akin to Baze’s stillness and surety. And I’m the fretful one now.

He smiles at him, warm and a little wry. “Of course,” he says and slips into the room after giving him a pat on the shoulder.

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Jyn seems to realize her mistake halfway through a commendable litany of Huttese profanities, because her rather colorful sentence ends with a pleased, subdued “...oh, hey.”

Cassian slides down the wall into a sitting position on the floor and leans his head back against the wall. Closes his eyes and listens. 

Bodhi has a nice voice, lovely even. He knows she thinks so too because she teases him mercilessly when she catches him humming or singing softly to himself while he tinkers. He can picture them now: fingers entwined, her trying not to show her pain or how moved she is -- but failing, and grateful -- and him with his doe-eyes, no longer haunted, and smile softened of nervous edges.

He feels his shoulders relaxing and exhales. Too tired to smile, he imagines there’s plenty of time and cause for that later.

Maybe this is what peace feels like.