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ind. CASSIAN ANDOR of rogue one. sel. && priv. written by remy.
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       this wasn’t the first imperial prison cell cassian andor had landed himself in, but it might very well have been the DIRTIEST. discoloured water dripped from the ceiling && walls, && lay in murky puddles underfoot. the walls were caked with filth, built up over centuries. 

        constructed underground, it was more like a dungeon, with no natural light, no way to tell whether it was night or day. the last he had heard from base, they were planning on sending back-up, to extricate them, but who knew how long that would take, or whether they’d even be successful. staging a BREAK-OUT of an underground prison was no easy feat.

       hearing the sound of someone else’s stomach grumbling, he turned to his cell mate && fellow alliance associate, who’d been captured at the same time he had. his hand reached for the plate behind him, && he offered her what meagre food they had shoved through the metal bars for him earlier. 

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      WANT IT? i’m not hungry. ❜ ( his own stomach said otherwise, but he figured he could stand the feeling till the next meal time ).

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        jyn distinctly remembers where she was yesterday morning, her mind flashing back to the hangar on hoth. she saw herself furiously pacing up and down the transport ship, bodhi’s feet dangling out from beneath the control panel the only indication that she wasn’t, in fact, just muttering angrily to herself. the night before, cassian had refused to let her volunteer for this mission and the sting of r e j e c t i o n had still sat hotly on her skin.
        now, of course, was not the right time to go opening that box ( it was never the right time, said the small voice in her head, and she was inclined to agree ), so instead she replied quickly, tone a bit too short for the words.
        ❛ kay laughing? now that’s something i can live without seeing, thanks. ❜
        the sound of his own laughter, however light, was still rare enough to warrant a small smile of her own, although it quickly faded back into a scowl as he winced through the pain and she immediately returned her attention to the task at hand. he needed bacta, immediately, that much was obvious, but the other operatives seemed to be taking their sweet KRIFFING time trying to find it.
        she could feel his eyes on her, studying her face ( assessing her injuries, she was sure. she could taste the iron acidity of her own blood whenever she spoke ) but she refused to look up, refused to meet his gaze. jyn had a feeling she knew what she would see there, and frankly, she didn’t have time for it. his words, when he did finally speak, just confirmed her suspicions.
        ❛ don’t you dare start, ❜ she did raise her face to him then, only to show that fire in her eyes had not diminished.
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        ❛ i’m sure he’ll do a fine job of it too – any BLOODY day now ! ❜ she turned, directing the second half of her sentence to the man scrambling in the front of the ship, mumbling curses under his breath, ❛ but until then i’m afraid you’re stuck with me. understood, captain? ❜

       there was very definitely something on jyn’s mind, other than administering first aid to him. whatever it was, though, cassian was not currently in the condition to prise it out of her. the inner workings of jyn erso ever remained a vault that the captain, even with his years of experience in interrogation, found near-impossible to break into. especially so now, with at least half his concentration taken up by the blinding pain in his side.

      ❛ && here i’d thought you two were getting along better. ❜

       one thing was clear to him, though. he’d made the right decision in not letting her volunteer for this mission. if he had, perhaps she’d be bleeding out right alongside him, or worse. she had been furious, of course she had been, but he couldn’t bring himself to say why he’d refused her, mouth dry && clumsy. jyn should have been able to see it, it was infuriating that she couldn’t, && all he’d wanted to do was take her by the shoulders && shake her till she realised.

       instead, he’d just left, with their argument left still open-ended. && then his mission had gone utterly pear-shaped && now, now here they were.

       he caught the small smile on jyn’s face, as fleeting as it was, before her scowl returned, an expression that sat with much more familiarity on her face. to her refusal to seek medical attention for herself, all cassian could do was frown, unable to forcibly steer her into the arms of a medic as he might have otherwise. he’d probably have to get surrel to do it, but he didn’t pin much HOPE on the other man’s success.

       the captain huffed a sweat-damp clump of hair out of his eyes. ❛ hey, take it easy on surrel. i’m not - i’m not going anywhere. ❜ he bit the inside of his cheek as the pain unexpectedly swelled. no need for jyn to fuss over him more than she already was. as he looked up at her face bathed in half-light, his expression was almost dazed.

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       ❛ understood, sergeant. ❜
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soooo, i haven’t been around again for the past week or so. my bad! been lurking more on my other blogs but it’s about time to start paying attention to cassian again. consider the aesthetic i posted right before this my offering in apology?

was going to do replies then spotted what looked like a huntsman spider on wardrobe. bolted out of room, laptop now being held hostage by spider. send help.

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excuse the rather shitty graphic, i churned it out before class. i wanted to do something with an octopus ( because i’m that guy ), but i got kicked in the shin by schoolwork and neglected to find one i could work with. my bad, my bad.
but! the important thing isn’t my budget image, it’s the fact that i’ve had bodhi for over a month now and i swear, i’m in love with this fandom. from rogue one players to originals to prequels to the animations: you guys are amazing. i haven’t been this excited for a fandom in a long time. i don’t know if star wars just attracts the kinna writers i click with and admire or what but you guys are 👌👌👌👌👌. however, i wanted to use this mushy-gushy holiday to be sappy and show a little appreciation to the people who have really made this blog something i cherish.
THE DOKIDOKI SQUAD
i wish i could write my undying love for everyone i adore, but i doubt i could do that a) before class and b) within the average human lifespan. so these are the folks that i either talk to a lot ooc, write a lot with, or just make me really, really happy by just existing. you’re the friends that send me things, talk to me about nonsense, get real with me, and are just an all around treat. even if i don’t know you very well ( yet ) you are have made bodhi an experience i won’t ever forget and our talks that have me drabbling about this shadow-jumper pilot on the back of my homework. 
like, i just—- *blows kiss @ u* 
@bretttal  + all your baes - YO!!!!! we’ve been friends/saltmates/prosebros for how long now? two years now? but like, it also feels like forever, like that kind of kinship you got with someone who just weaves in seamlessly with your life and mind like damn, son. the fact that we can be so dank levels of emo and crack at the same time with each other but then get so brutally honest and real the very next sentence. we don’t shy from anything and we express ourselves openly but respect when the other wants to be quiet with details. and the fact that our passions overlap: linguistics, culture, politics, and the various aspects of humanity. like, to have someone that i can talk about those things with, who is as passionate about strengths and tragedies of the human mind is such a sacred thing to me. like, to say the ideas we come up with for our muses ( especially now with bodhi in the picture ) are controversial to the mainstream mind is an understatement, i don’t know how many others would dare to tread where you and i go. so, i am so fortunate to have you as a friend and ally, especially with the world the way it is. because ( at the risk of sounding like a ball of cheese ) you, my dear friend, are the kinna soul that gives me hope, the kinna person i know i can trust with the future.
you also cry about rogue one and horror movies and xenomorphs with me. a lot. bless u.
@leadkiss + all your baes - okay, okay, i know. we haven’t interacted on this blog yet but idgaf, you’re a pillar wherever i go. we have so much history, the relationships and plots we craft together make dark souls look like a putt-putt game. we are lovecraftian horrors, we make the tragedies of old look like child’s play and the darkest of apocalypses feel like sunshine. and don’t know many people i can be brave, to be honest and open about real life, and certainly i don’t know many people i’m on the same wavelength with. and i know, our approaches and situations often clash…a lot  *heart hands*  i wouldn’t trade it for the world. your words are precious to me, whether written or spoken. so idk when we’ll write with each other on our current blogs, i do hope soon but until then, i’m more than happy to just gush at each other in skype about our baes past and present and, lbr, future.
@seijoki + all your baes - *gently gritos in admiration* no but seriously, we met like three years ago. and even we barely talked ooc, you had such a major impact on my muse. and then when jasper happened, you were literally a central part of his character???? you are so precious and such a bae like i can’t even with words to describe how awesome you are. and your characters are just as meaningful and your portrayal of them is so truehearted, i’m blown away. you just have a way with your muses that others, myself included, can’t help but be a little shook like, damn. *waves hands* like, we’ve gone through such an extra af journey together. from felix’s murder-aunt to the unfortunate sister of goggles mcfirehazard and moon moon the carebear. and you as a person are such a masterpiece. i envy your ability to remain patient and noble in situations with people that would have me making strangle-y hands. your such a good, tori, and like, i hope you know that. 
plus, the fear of owls. you get it.
@catchthatregenerator - *toddler clapping* dude!!! you play a villain and don’t pull punches, i fucking love it. you get more and more unapologetic about how much of delightful garbage can adam is and i could just yasssss~ about it all day. you don’t woobie your boy, and you don’t try to excuse his behavior. you embrace and recognize who and what he is and are a responsible antagonist-player. bless u so much, man. as someone who used to play villains, i admire and love what you do. and also your writing, whether it was about adam or not, is amazing??? you’re so honest about your analysis and you don’t throw around fancy world and scripple with purple crayon everywhere for the sake of  “quality”. you just write. your voice is strong, you don’t need falsify your prose with grandeur and it’s such a hallelujah, mang. it makes writing with you so refreshing and just *blows a kiss* you’re such a treat and i’m a lucky sucker for having you in my life. no joke. also, you as a person….idek how you manage to be so sweet and warm??? wtf??? how you can be so kind and gentle but still stand your ground is beyond me. you’re a brave soul, in both your personality and writing and i just have become a meme when it comes to you i swear. you are such a treat and i always look forward to your adam and any muse you pursue.
@sergeantstardust / @scavengered  / @halfworldborn  / @lightlived  /  @scarificed ( and your other blogs ) - so i don’t know each of your very well yet. i’ve only just met each of you but you guys are those blogs i halt my dash browsing for to read whatever the heck you just posted. like, it doesn’t matter what stage of writing we’re at: whether we’ve done a few replies, just barely started, or are still plotting — i have so much respect and adoration for what you guys can do. the care and effort you put into your characters and prose, the thought behind each word and action, there’s never a dull moment and i’m always excited to see you guys on my dash ( or when you talk to me, like sorry i nerd out whenever i get an IM ding from y’all ngl and nerd out even more when we plot or i read a reply to our thread ). 
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hey, if i ever accidentally break your rules, it was just that: an accident. i read EVERYONE’S rules before i follow them, but i also follow a lot of people! it can get hard to keep everything straight. i never mind a quick message saying “hey, this is a rule of mine and you broke it, ok?” in fact, i’d rather someone point out my mistakes so we can continue writing together!

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