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brynnmclean · 1 year

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🗨️♥️ 😁

Josie!!! Very pleased to have the chance to yell a little about now I'm tracin' all my steps to you, even though picking ONE THING is very difficult. The entire concept of Depatar and their permits / paperwork for everything plus the hilarious things that Luke and Bodhi have to sign for is honestly endless amounts of hilarity and I salute you for bringing this fic to us. Here's the section I'm picking, though if you throw more ♥️s at me, I could come up with more!

They buy kebabs from a cart on a street corner between shops, braised brualki with spicy red peppers wedged onto skewers that Luke’s eager to get his hands on. But when Bodhi attempts to order Menkooro the owner of the food stand, a diminutive Ardennian, glowers and points two of her six hands directly at Luke. “How old is he?”

“What? Oh, he’s—” Bodhi throws a startled look over his shoulder. “Wait, how old are you?”

Luke gapes at him in dismay—how old does Bodhi think he is? “I’m twenty-five!”

“Are you sure?” The Ardennian narrows her eyes. “I don’t have a permit to sell to anyone younger than twenty-three.”

Luke beckons Ayy over a little frantically to show the identification tied to his ‘costume’ and therefore the permits. “I’ve been old enough to drink on my homeworld since I was a lot younger than twenty-three,” he mutters.

“Those rules don’t apply here,” Ayy reminds him, as the Ardennian looks over the datapad in question and, apparently mollified, sets a couple of tumblers and a bottle of Menkooro on her cart counter while Bodhi sorts through his credits to pay. “Although there’s at least one tapcafe on the other side of town that allows the consumption of mind-altering substances at an age you might find more amenable to your specific life experiences, so long as a minor’s designated guardian has—”

“Signed a permit, I got it,” Luke says. He eyes the tumblers. “Do we need one to be able to walk around with open drinks?”

Ayy beams at him and holds out the datapad. “Wonderful! You’re catching on!”

SO FUNNY!!! I also really love the commentary about how young Luke looks. Bodhi having no idea how old Luke is is very funny and also... #relatable.

For my 🗨️ with fell in love with the fire long ago, sorry I know I'm Mairon obsessed right now, but I'm overdue for talking about how much I enjoyed writing cat!Mairon making air biscuits and slow-blinking at Artanis:

“Don’t,” a voice drawls when she strides over and rests a hand on the top book.

It’s Mairon’s voice, soft and amused, coming from the direction of the window, the chair—the cat.

Artanis looks back and finds two golden eyes staring at her now. Mairon stretches one paw upward, flexing tiny claws.

“It’s not ready yet,” he says. “Besides, I left all my materials back at the Forge. It will be better when it isn’t on paper.”

Artanis has many things she wants to say, but what comes out of her mouth instead is, “Why are you a cat right now?”

Mairon rolls over and blinks at her very slowly, twice.

I heard Charlie Vickers's voice (how fondly amused he sounded when he said "don't start" in ROP to Galadriel!) and then... you know, I just think it's funny that Mairon feels free to say affectionate things in cat body language when he absolutely cannot say them with words just yet. (It's the slow blinks for me, folks!!!!)

[ask me about fic quotes!]

#eisoj5 #mazurga #replies #roguejedi #star wars fic recs #an uncorrupted mairon au #writer reader quotes

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callioope · 2 years

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I told myself I was going to post something for May the Fourth, and I may not have started it until this evening but gosh darn it, here it is, with over an hour to spare: the Mighty Nein Rogue One crossover AU I’ve been putting off writing since August.

Am I still on my Critical Role bullshit? Did I mash up my two favorite franchises? Did writing this make my heart ache to watch Rogue One again? Is this super niche? Is this super self indulgent? All of the above. Sure hope there’s enough overlap for someone to enjoy this.

Anyways: Everybody lives. Set sometime before Return of the Jedi. Something something, C2 campaign grafted onto the Star Wars universe and this takes place after whatever that would be.

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This time, when the interrogation ends, Major Andor opens the door on the left.

Groggy from a week long test of fidelity, Essek doesn’t move and simply stares at the shadowed hallway beyond.

“Welcome to the Alliance to Restore the Republic, Essek of no den,” Andor says, stepping aside. His voice sounds just as weary as Essek feels. Weary, and almost neutral, but the tiniest upticks in the corner of his mouth. “Your crew is waiting for you.”

He gestures towards the door. At the mention of the Mighty Nein, Essek finally rises. It could be a trick, his delirious brain warns him. But while Andor has put him through the proper paces that any competent intelligence officer would, he’s never used underhanded tactics. Not torture.

A better spymaster than myself, he thinks. His brain is not kind. He doesn’t deserve kindness. And beyond that door, if Andor speaks true, and he likely does, kindness waits for him. Essek swallows, but his mouth is dry.

“Go on,” Andor says. “We’re done here.”

Essek walks through door as if in a daze. On the other side, someone new waits for him: not the hulking, reprogrammed KX-series droid, nor the sullen, suspicious rebel lieutenant that both took turns escorting him to his makeshift cell.

The man looks at him with soft, dark eyes. The messy hair falling out of the ponytail, the facial hair, and something about his posture reminds him of Caleb, the way he folds in on himself. Caleb is waiting, he thinks, and his stomach churns at that thought, whether that’s excitement or anxiety, he doesn’t want to look to deep to find out. Besides, he’s truly gone through enough soul searching thai week.

“Hello,” the man says, holding out his hand. “Bodhi Rook. I’m the pilot.”

“Essek They—” his voice catches on the name, both from scratchiness but also from the reminder that he no longer bears that name. He shakes head. “Habit. Essek of no den.”

“Oh, sorry, here.” Rook holds out a canteen. Only decades of experience allow Essek to maintain his dignity as he slowly accepts the container and sips water. He knows he must not gulp, that would make his stomach sick, although his body is parched.

“He hates having to do this, you know,” Rook says, as he starts leading him through an unfamiliar tunnel. “But I do — I get it. I had to go through the same thing — the same ‘orientation,’ if you will. I defected, too.”

Essek sighs, a long exhale that whistles through his nose. “I’ve been in his position. I’ve done worse. You don’t need to apologize.”

Rook cocks his head and looks at him. “I don’t need to apologize. But I am. It’s not pleasant regardless of what you think you deserve. And as I said, I know. I defected, too.”

After taking another sip of water, Essek takes the obvious bait. “Where were you stationed?”

“Eadu,” he says. “Eadu Energy Conversion Laboratory.”

Essek stops. “Eadu,” he repeats. He recognizes the name, but his groggy brain can’t place it.

“Where Galen Erso worked,” Rook clarifies.

The canteen clutched tightly in his fingers, Essek looks back down the hall towards where Andor had spent most of the week extracting every ounce of intelligence in Essek’s brain. Right. Eadu. He’d never been officially told the name of that planet, but had uncovered through his own espionage and analysis after Ludinus had failed to provide extensive details of Erso’s research.

His eyes slide back to Rook, who watches him calmly, expression relaxed and open. No judgment or scorn. “Did you know him?” Essek asks carefully.

“I still do,” he says, with a gentle smile.

Nodding, Essek starts moving again and Rook falls in step next to him. This makes sense. Of course it makes sense. They’d chosen Andor to interview him specifically because of his background knowledge. All of his crew must know Erso. Perhaps they’d even been the team to extract him from Eadu several years ago.

“Is—is he here?” Essek dares to ask. He doubts he’ll receive an answer.

Bodhi shakes his head. “No, but I think your friend—Caleb? Has been in contact with him. You know, he is another defector. Well, I’m sure you know. You worked with him, didn’t you?”

“Not—as such. Not exactly.”

“He’s very nice. Not like Jyn. I mean, Jyn is nice, but also tough, Galen is not like that. Don’t tell her I said that — that’s she’s not nice and that she is nice. She doesn’t like compliments much.”

“Jyn?”

“Oh, right. Don’t think you got names before. She was your, uh, cell guard.”

“She’s Erso’s daughter?”

“Yep.”

“What is it that they say? It’s a small galaxy.”

Rook chuckles. “You have no idea. Not only could you and start our own defectors club, but — well, are the rumors true? Are you and Widogast…?”

“Are we what?” Essek asks, taken off-guard by this new line of questioning.

“You know. Together?”

Essek would choke on his own saliva if he had any. To cover, he takes a long sip of he canteen; it’s nearly finished. “I…”

“I’m sorry, that’s personal. I shouldn’t have asked. It’s just, well, Luke is really eager to meet him, and somehow it always works out that they’re never in the same system at the same time. You know how it is. But I was wondering if you could arrange a meeting. There’s not that many Jedi around and—”

“You are talking about Luke Skywalker?” Essek asks.

Rook nods.

“You are — am I to understand, you are telling me that you are — that you and Luke Skywalker are together?” One week of exhausting interrogations and Essek is unable to string a proper question together.

“Yes. Why is everyone so surprised by that?” He rolls his eyes. “I mean, I get it, I carried the plans to the Death Star, which Luke used to destroy it, there is sort of a — sort of a nice, narrative to it, I guess. But still.”

Essek raises his eyebrows and takes a closer look at Rook. Not quite the same, but also not too different a story about a couple who met when one person returned the very item the other had stolen. He drains the canteen.

“Luke helped me, after i defected. He helped me… find the light.”

The image of Caleb, warm and blinding like the sun, comes to mind again. Maybe it’s something about Jedi. Even with all the darkness of Caleb’s past, his literal experience with the Dark Side, his hope and persistence to improve still shine brighter than any star Essek has ever studied.

“I’m sorry.” Rook shakes his head. “I’m babbling. The point is. Some rebels are going to be assholes because you defected. But if you ever want to vent, I’m here. I’ve gone through it. And,” he leans a little closer, “same thing, about the Jedi boyfriend thing. Force users, you know?”

Essek realizes Rook must not have been fully briefed on Essek’s own background. He levitates the canteen back to Rook’s hands and raises an eyebrow.

Rook actually laughs. “Okay. Guess I didn’t read the brief closely enough. You a Jedi, too?”

“No,” Essek says, snorting. “We use the Force differently on Xhorhas. I am told it is closer to how the Dathomirians interact with it.”

“I see. Interesting. Well. Here we are.”

They turn the corner and the tunnel opens up to a vestibule, which then opens up to a hangar where the Nein Heroez sits next to another ship.

Speaking of Caleb — just meters away, he sits crosslegged in the shadow of the ship. He’s talking to a hologram that Essek cannot see. Truly exhausted, Essek feels his heart race at the sight of him.

Past him, the rest of the Nein mingle with Andor and Rook’s crew. Beau spars with his former guard, the apparent daughter of Galen Erso, while Fjord watches. Yasha silently polishes her blade beside a large man as he repairs a repeating cannon. Veth appears to be pestering the KX droid. Caduceus sips tea with a Guardian of the Whills.

Frowning, his eyes search the vast hangar for Jester, but before he can spot her, blue eyes catch his own. Caleb ends his call, rises, and moves to close the remaining distance between them. The moment stretches out before Essek, as time has stretched and pulled all week, until suddenly Caleb stands before him.

No one else has spotted him yet. Caleb steps even closer, one hand drifting over his arm, the other cupping his neck. He drops his forehead to Essek’s, closes his eyes, and breathes. Essek follows. Where Caleb goes, he follows.

When they finally pull away, Rook has moved away.

“You good?” Caleb asks. His voice is almost as hoarse as Essek’s.

“I will be,” he says.

Just at that moment, he hears a loud voice echo across the chamber. “Guys, there really is like no good food here. As soon as they release Essek, we’re finding the closest bakery. I’m sure he’s hungry and he needs—”

Jester cuts off suddenly, not unlike her intergalactic messages, and squeaks. “Essek!”

Next he knows, the Nein surround him with their special brand of loving chaos. Tired though he is, he smiles. If he leans a little against Caleb, no one says anything. Eventually, they usher him towards their ship, Fjord in particular taking effort to herd them towards the ramp.

Truly, the strange passage time vexes him — something he proclaims to be the master of slips through his fingers in fits and starts, merely due to overtiredness. He longs to trance. Caleb sits him down on a crate near the ramp as the rest of the crew prepares to leave. The Rogue One crew, as he learns they are called, keep a distance, although Jyn Erso keeps eyeing him from across the way.

Caleb stays at his side, telling him about what they’ve been up to in the past week. He honestly only absorbs about half of it — specifically making note to ask follow up questions about this project with Galen Erso and whether he really will be allowed to work with him.

When the ship is finally ready, Rook approaches him once more.

“Here’s how you can reach me,” he says. “It’s not always reliable but I hear — I hear your friend jester is good with finagling communications across systems. And well, I hear you’re not too bad at that yourself. Anyways. I meant — what I told you.” His eyes dart to Caleb and back.

Caleb snorts. “Ja, I will try to find time to meet with Skywalker.”

Rook grins sheepishly. “Good, good. Well.” He steps back and gives a little nod. “Might Nein. May the Force be with you.”

#critical role #mighty nein #essek thelyss #bodhi rook #shadowgast #mighty nein rogue one au #critrole c2 #star wars au #may the fourth be with you #roguejedi is mentioned but luke is not present #everybody lives EVEN GALEN ERSO #imagine galen caleb and essek in a room together #don't mind if i just put my two favorite characters from different franchises in a conversation together #i stumbled onto a lot of Thoughts with this that i didn't expect #anywayyys #really hope someone out there enjoys this very niche mash up #what's my tag for my niche star wars critical role posts #my writing #fic writing #no beta no editing we LIVE like Mollymauk #star wars critical role mash up #I LOVE NICHE STAR WARS AND CRITROLE REFERENCES LOL #apparently that's the tag for my niche star wars critical role posts #i gotta ... get a better tag #anyways #sw cr

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shortcrust · 1 year

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Ohhhhhhh I have the Roguejedi brain worms

#and they are giving me IDEAS #:)#what if luke skywalker falls in love with a ghost :)#like the lake house (2006) but with the force

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sonnynewts · 3 years

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tribute to all my favorite sw ships🌟💖 - newt

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pencilscratchins · 4 years

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well now i can’t stop thinking about my neighbors au

#han solo #roguejedi #luke skywalker #bodhi rook #Star Wars #star wars 70s au #neighbors au #art #my art #my fan art #1k #2k

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hoodedmiho · 3 years

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Bodhi looks at him for a longer moment, visibly considering something. When he finally speaks, it’s nothing Finn expected.

“From what I have gathered about Poe Dameron… Don’t let him leave you behind, Finn,” Bodhi’s voice is kind but serious. “These hot-headed hero types…” He scoffs. “They keep on punishing themselves for things they can’t control. Don’t let him push you away.”

Finn swallows with difficulty, his chest suddenly too full of emotions.

“When Luke decided to go into exile, he almost left me behind,” Bodhi sounds angry even though it must have happened years ago. “If I didn’t know him as well as I did by then, he would have. But I knew he was planning something stupid, caught him sneaking away…” The pilot sighs deeply, staring at Luke explaining something to Rey as she’s trying to catch her breath. “I had to make him realize that he was hurting me as well, had to shout at him that he can brood on whatever remote planet however much he wants but I’m going with him whether he likes it or not.”

Finn almost gasps at the visual of Bodhi, the kind man he’s been talking to, yelling down a legendary Jedi and bending him to his will.

“We’re not like you and Luke, though,” Finn doesn’t want to sound miserable but he can hear it in his voice himself. “I will be by his side as long as he wants me but…”

He knows Bodhi is right – what he said about the ‘hot-headed hero types’. But could Finn really change Poe’s mind if he shut himself off, the way Bodhi did to Luke?

But Bodhi smiles slightly as if he knew something more than him and Finn forgets whatever he wanted to say next.

“So far it seems like only doctors stand in your way,” Bodhi jokes. “But keep in mind what I said. Our lives are difficult enough without ourselves sabotaging whatever happiness and support we can get while at war.”

“Speaking of, I think I’ll check out whether Doctor Basch is done with Poe.” Finn lets an honest wide smile spread over his lips as he says next: “I’m really glad I’ve met you.”

This is one of my favourite fragments from the finnpoe fic I wrote last year “warm me up in a nova's glow”. I rarely promote myself but I’m still quite proud of this story and I feel like it really fell under the radar so I wanted to share a piece here in hope that maybe it will find a reader or two :’)

#finnpoe #stormpilot #roguejedi #star wars fanfiction #miho writes

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mjuz · 4 years

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Commission for @deepfriedbread <3

#bodhi rook #luke skywalker #star wars #sw #mark hamill #riz ahmed #rogue one #lukebohdi #roguejedi

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starfleetsacademy · 4 years

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#lol this took forever to make please clap #Luke Skywalker #bodhi rook #bodhiluke #bodhi x luke #star wars #rogue one #In this house we love and respect the best star wars movie #roguejedi #autumn talks #star wars memes

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eisoj5 · 1 year

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ship asks: can i double-dip? because i'm curious about bodhi/luke (i have a hunch that yes, you DO ship it, can't put my finger on why), but i'm also curious about bodhi/cassian, because i don't know your opinion on that at all.

lolllll sure XD

bodhi/luke: Ship It (lol) What made you ship it?

Welllll according to my notes from 2016, I was really delighted to discover that in the novelization, Bodhi has memories of a first kiss and a crush and in neither case is a gender specified, which obviously doesn't mean anything when it comes to fanon but sure does make some things easier for shipping XD

And then Bodhi and Luke parallel and contrast each other in really interesting ways: children of desert worlds looking to escape and fly away, who both ultimately come home to try to set something right. And with Bodhi being so Baseline Human and Luke, y'know, not, plus getting to mess around with ideas about heroism and what it means to have confidence in yourself, it just seemed like an interesting avenue to pursue. What are your favorite things about the ship?

They're each my favorite character of their movie(s), so there's that? :D But also THEY'RE THE SAME HEIGHT and massive dorks about things, plus all of the stuff I said above about contrasting each other (although I never did quite go the sun/moon route even though it would have made a TON of sense given that Jedha is, you know, a moon!)

Is there an unpopular opinion you have on your ship?

Huh. I don't know if I would know if my opinions are popular or unpopular?? I guess An Opinion I have is that it's really fucking annoying when Bodhi/Luke is tagged and literally you can do a Ctrl+F in the fic and Bodhi's name shows up less than a dozen times in the body of the text. That's not really about the ship though XD

cassian/bodhi: Don’t Ship It Why don’t you ship it?

Because Jyn matters SO GODDAMN MUCH to Cassian in Rogue One that if she's not there it can feel like the bad old days of "get rid of the girl" to me. I think that while Bodhi has his fired-up moments Cassian needs the constant fire Jyn always matches him with (and doesn't actually see a more spirited version of Bodhi very often in the movie).

What would have made you like it?

I don't know! I obviously do not rely on canon reasons to ship a thing, hahahahahaha, but I guess if I felt more like Cassian wasn't always going to be Protective of Bodhi and they were put on more equal footing I'd be more interested.

Despite not shipping it, do you have anything positive to say about it?

I mean, the Riz & Diego stuff from the red carpet and various bits of the press junkets make their friendship look incredibly adorable and sweet?? I do feel like there are fics that do Cassian/Bodhi well, I just haven't adopted this into my fandom life and lean more towards Cassian/Jyn/Bodhi.

send me an ask about what I ship! doesn't have to be Star Wars, lol

#josie answers asks #roguejedi

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