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melyzard · 4 years

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Don't hate me, but I was poking around teh yootoobz and found SNL's "Fighter Pilots" sketch from 1/28/18. Permission for a detailed analysis of how accurate it is. 😅

So I’m assuming you mean this video:

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There is....a lot wrong with this, but probably the funniest error is not that one dude has a callsign as blatantly childish and stupid as “Clown Penis” but that all the other dudes have cool callsigns like “Viper” and “Sidewinder.”

Actual callsigns of people I have flown with (including one that was temporarily my callsign before I earned ‘Pedals,’ but I’m not going to tell you which):

Maggot, Goo, FUNGUS (Fuck U New Guy Shut Up - and yes, I know the last two letters are swapped), Kweef, Skeetles (look it up on urban dictionary, I’m not explaining), Master (last name Bates - remember, all these names are written in their entirety on the side of the jet, so one jet in this squadron literally had “LT Tobias Master Bates” painted in big block letters under the cockpit), Raw Dog, Swamp Donkey, Noodles (it’s funnier/dumber in context)

Callsigns I have never heard on fighter pilots outside of movies:

Viper, Sidewinder, Maverick, Ace, Ice Man

Anyway, none of these callsigns, cool or stupid, would be said over the radio in normal comms. You would use whatever your mission-specific callsign was (for example: for a defensive mission, perhaps we would all be Shield, and all we would say to identify ourselves would be “Shield 1,” Shield 2,” Shield 3″ etc. Also, and I bring this up only because it is a thing in like, every movie ever and it drives me nuts: NO ONE SAYS “OVER” OR “OUT” Technically, IF you were to use it, you would only ever end your final transmission with “out,” because it means “Hey, I’m done with you now and I am turning off this frequency, this conversation is finished.” “Over” is a weird army thing, I think. No one says ‘Over’ in the air force or navy aviation.

But although this sketch gets the comms, the names, the implication that he named himself (a huge No in the fighter community), the fact that 50,000 feet is insanely high and not a normal operating area, afterburner is not a thing we go into for prolonged periods of time, and just generally everything else, there is one thing this gets painfully correct:

There’s always that one guy. You know, that guy, the one who is never in position, somehow inverted and with all his alarms going off, taking himself way too seriously, clogging up the radio with bullshit and making the female ground controllers uncomfortable.

#fighter pilot stuff #navy stuff #humor #SNL #I'm willing to bet that one guy isn't even a fighte pilot thing #it's a work thing #everybody has that one guy at work #thestarbirdfromtheashes #thanks for asking

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oh-nostalgiaa · 3 years

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Sleepover Saturday! Dropping by to say ILY!!! 💕💕💕💕

AND I YOU!

#thestarbirdfromtheashes #lauren answers

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thereigning-lorelai · 5 years

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what if i'd never run into you? what if you'd never smiled at me? what if i hadn't noticed you too? and you'd never showed up where i happened to be

for my dear friend @thestarbirdfromtheashes. happy birthday!

#therebelcaptainnetwork #dailyrebelcaptain #theforcesource #strwrsdaily #swedit #swcreators #rebelcaptain #rebelcaptainedit #thestarbirdfromtheashes #mine #mine: rebelcaptain #*gif

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therebelcaptainnetwork · 4 years

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December Fic Recs: Holidays!

Happy holidays! Whatever you celebrate, it's a good time of year for fluffy, cuddly romances. We have a particular wealth of holiday fanfic in the rebelcap fandom due to our Rebelcaptain Secret Santa gift exchange (now in its third year, oh my!) Have a look at some of my faves, listed below.

All I Want for Christmas is . . . Not You by @thestarbirdfromtheashes

6 chapters, 12k, Modern AU, rated E for some sexytimes in later chapters

Jyn and Cassian's families have known each other forever, but individually, they've never gotten along. Then an elderly relative gets the wrong idea about their relationship. Cassian adores his abuelita and doesn't want to disappoint her, so they agree to fake-date during the family festivities, scheduling their "breakup" for after the holidays. That is certainly the way this will all work out . . . isn't it?

When I decided to do some holiday stories this month, I knew I had to feature this one, which is one of my favorite modern holiday AUs ever. Jyn is entertainingly Grinchy (cut her a break, she's got two retail-related part-time gigs and a recent breakup under her belt). But right from the beginning, you realize she's not nearly as opposed to Cassian's entire existence as she says she is. There's faking it for an audience and Christmassy snark and denial and the aforementioned sexytimes and just good stuff all around. Read it!

Something Better Than Socks (or a blaster) by TheCrowMaiden

One-shot, 2k words, canon-verse

Struggling to find the perfect gift for Cassian, Jyn checks in with all the members of Rogue One, who all have their own ideas about what he would like. But of course, it's K-2 who leads her to a gift that's just right.

It's hard to find an in-universe holiday fic, mostly because all we have in the way of holidays in Star Wars is Life Day. This one gets extra points with me for its thoughtful inclusion of the whole gang, and the way it shows Jyn's individual relationships with them as well as with Cassian. Also with a touch of ace!Cassian.

Here With Me by guineapiggie/@ruby-red-inky-blue

One-shot, 3k, modern AU

Jyn is flying to visit her father for Christmas. But her heart yearns for Cassian, whom she hasn't seen in far too long, and who is going to have a miserable, solitary Christmas in Mexico City. There are all sorts of reasons not to change her plans. She always spends Christmas at home, it would be so expensive, she's literally already at the airport waiting to board her plane. But there's one giant reason to get on a plane to Mexico instead, and that's Cassian.

For a fic with such a simple and apparently low-stakes premise like a long-distance relationship, Guineapiggie packs in the angst and makes us feel Jyn's heart tearing with how much she misses Cassian. Later on, from Cassian's POV, we also see how much the separation is wearing on him too. Of course, we all know how this story ends, because it can't end any other way - with Jyn coming home for Christmas.

As always, if you’re one of the authors featured and would like me to change anything about the way I’ve listed your story, please drop me a line via PM or ask and I would be pleased to edit.

Next month’s theme is Sickfic! If you have a perfect story to rec, drop me a line via PM or ask with the title, a link to the story, and maybe a few words about why you liked it, and I’ll include it with your handle.

Happy Hanukkah to everyone lighting the candles tonight, Merry Christmas to anyone looking forward to this week, and enjoy all the Rebelcaptain Secret Santa fics to come!

Happy reading! Love, @mosylufanfic

#rebelcaptain #mod: mosylufanfic #event: fic recs #thestarbirdfromtheashes #TheCrowMaiden #guineapiggie #ruby-red-inky-blue

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dailyrebelcaptain · 4 years

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Hey fam! Say a writer tagged you on a work (awhile ago) that wasn't reblogged. Do we submit it to you or...? Thank ya!

Hi! Tumblr’s tagging system has been working rather iffy for a while now, so perhaps it didn’t show up in the tag —or we could have missed it, apologies for that! You can submit the link so we can queue the work in question :)

#thestarbirdfromtheashes

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melanoradrood · 6 years

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Kisses!!! And I am GREEDY: 41. Forbidden, 45. Passionate, 50. In secret, and 53. Against a wall. YAS. ✊

in honor of rebelcaptainsmutweekend

They hit the hyperdrive, and Cassian stands there, waiting for something to happen, waiting for the Alliance to chase after them, for a message to come in, for someone to turn and say that this isn’t really happening… except, he’s standing there in the cockpit beside Jyn, there’s a cargo hold filled with Rebels that he just recruited, and he just disobeyed direct orders, leading a team to Scarif, to their death, to defy the Empire, all the words of one woman.

One woman, who terrifies him, who amazes him, who inspires him and leaves him in awe. He has broken order after order, put himself in harms way, acted impulsively, placed his trust in her, he has -

He trusts her, and it’s horrifying and unbelievable, and as he stands there looking at her, he’s at a loss for words, until it comes crashing into him.

Jyn Erso, the woman that stands to defy an Empire, that stands against the Rebels that are too weak to act, the woman that seeks to finish her father’s work… she’s the strongest person in the galaxy, the bravest, the most beautiful thing he has ever seen.

He’s in love, he’s so in fucking love with her that he can feel his heart pounding in his stomach, and it makes him want to puke, because she’s leading him to his death, leading them all to their deaths on a completely insane mission, but they have to act, and he’s grateful to her, because with her, he will find salvation, forgiveness, he’ll-

He’s in love with her, and if he’s going to die, he’s going to die without any regrets.

He should probably ask before touching her, but he reaches out before he thinks about it, touches the inside of her forearm, drawing her attention. She says nothing from where she stands behind Bodhi’s seat, and he jerks his head back towards the small room at the back of the cockpit. He had inspected it when they first stole this ship, a small room for napping in and not much more, but it will do for a private conversation.

She gives a nod, her gaze flicking back towards the space they’re flying through, and then she turns, walking past him and towards the shut door. He’s a half step behind, and when she opens it, he catches the door, closing it behind them quietly. He doesn’t need anyone else to ask, to know that they disappeared… what he has to say to her, it involves no one else.

Jyn walks all the way into the room, which doesn’t give them more than two steps between them, but she leans back against the wall, her hands on her hips. She looks like she’s ready fight a war, which is more or less what they’re doing, and he knows they need to plan out what they’re going to do, knows they need to make a plan, because once they land, they’ll be short on time… but he has something to say first, and she seems to know that, because she’s waiting, listening.

“Jyn, I have to tell you something,” he says, and he doesn’t know how to get out the words, but suddenly, her face is falling, and she looks… upset. Why would she look upset?

“Cassian, you don’t have to tell me anything. What happened, what happened on Eadu, after, and-”

She thinks this is about her father, and yeah, he has apologies to make, sort of, but not really. He was doing his duty, was following orders, and broken them for her. Galen Erso’s fate was sealed long before they landed on that planet… he won’t rehash out things they’ve already fought about.

“No, it’s not about that-”

“You don’t have to say anything,” she says, and she takes a step forward, her eyes looking up at him, up into his soul. “Cassian… you don’t have to explain anything to me.”

He thinks, were it anyone else, that that would mean he didn’t owe them an explanation… or that they didn’t care for one. Looking at her now, though, Cassian realizes that she understands him. He doesn’t have to explain, because she already gets it. Anything he could try to apologize for, any debt he owes her… she already knows. She knows him, knows his pain, heard his confession out there…

There’s only one thing he’s keeping from her, and he plans to tell her now.

“Then there’s something I need to show you.”

The words are past his lips before he can think it through, and she takes in a breath, then gives a nod, her hands shifting from her hips to hang loosely at her sides. He can see her hand hovering over where her blaster is, but it’s not like she’s going for it… more like, she doesn’t know what to do with herself, like she feels out of her element.

Cassian feels much the same, and that gives him encouragement, the idea that she feels just as exposed, as vulnerable as he does.

Taking in a deep breath, he steps forward, two steps until he’s practically hovering over her, and it reminds him of just a few hours ago, before they had left Base, when he had lingered so close, he could smell she had had a shower before the meeting, and now, he can smell the leather of the holster, the oil from cleaning the blaster. He looks down at her for the longest time, and she looks up at him, and she-

She doesn’t pull away. He enters her space, and she doesn’t pull away.

His lips press to hers, and he’s ready for her to push him back, but instead, she pushes in, pushes against him with her kiss, and he folds immediately. His hands go to her waist as he half stumbles back, but she comes with him, moves with him until his back hits the wall, and he’s surprised that she’s with him, that she’s still kissing him, but he goes with it all the same.

Her lips pull away from his just as he goes to part his mouth, to kiss her deeper, and her eyes are wide, breath coming in and out hard. He searches her face for some explanation, but he doesn’t know what her question is, doesn’t even know what she wants from him.

All he had wanted was to kiss her, to kiss her just once, to tell her how he felt, and she had kissed him back - she let him kiss her, and she kissed him back, and that means something, that has to mean something, but he isn’t sure what, and now she’s just looking at him, reading him, and he doesn’t know what to say, what to do.

“What does this mean?” she asks, and he doesn’t have an answer, not unless he tells her how he feels, but suddenly, he’s scared… he’s scared to use those precious words. They’ve never passed his lips, and he’s scared now to say them.

“Trust goes both ways,” he says, and he’s copying her words, but with them, he’s telling her that he trusts her. “This means that I’m with you, until the end. That you are… that you are home.”

She looks almost stricken, like he had slapped her, rather than confessing his feelings, and she shakes her head twice, lips pressing together as she swallows.

“We’re going to die. You know that, right? Most of us are going to die - if we’re lucky, Bodhi will get back with the plans, but-”

“Then I’m dying with no regrets,” he confesses, and he pushes off from the wall, his hand going to her face, to cradle her cheek, some of her hair coming loose from the bun. “It means that I’m going to die, making sure you get off that planet, that you completed the mission.”

“I’m not leaving you behind,” she says, and he shakes his head, smiling sadly.

“You’re going to live. I’m going to make sure that you live.”

“Only if you come with me…”

Their hands are pulling at each others clothes, her vest coming off her frame, his shirt tugging out of his pants, and when he presses her to the door, he forgets to be quiet, forgets to silence her moans. They can probably hear them on the other side of the door, but then she kisses him again, her fingers tangle in the hair on the back of his head, and he can’t remember to care.

He knows he shouldn’t do this, knows he should be planning the assault, knows he should be talking to their team, but he can’t pull himself from her. His hands dip lower, into the back of her pants, and she tilts her head up, exposing her throat as one leg goes around his waist.

He spends his last few hours pressed against her, between her legs, her taste on his tongue, her fingers in his hair, and he promises to her, vows between kisses, that he will always be with her.

It’s beautiful, in an eerie way, how the Death Star sends a beam of energy, enough to destroy a planet, and it touches down across the ocean. The waves are still falling onto the beach, and he can see it, the wave of power heading their way, but he isn’t afraid. He isn’t afraid as he holds her hand, as he feels the peace hit him.

“You can still run,” he tells her, and he finally looks at Jyn, standing beside him.

She gives a shrug, a half smile on her lips as she looks away from the view before them, looks to him. “I told you - together, or not at all.”

He gives a nod, then glances back over his shoulder. So many died, so many sacrificed… but the plans were sent. He knows that, believes that… they didn’t die in vain.

“You’re going to be stuck with me for all eternity, then,” he says, and she laughs, she laughs and it’s the most beautiful thing in the world.

“Jyn, I-”

“Can you two hurry up already?”

Melshi is standing there at the bottom of the shuttle, and it’s ready to take off, the last of the wounded loaded onto their escape ship, and Jyn gives a nod. They have more time than they did on Jedha, but there’s no point in pushing it to the edge.

“We’ll face it together,” she says, and yeah, he likes the sound of that.

“Are you with me?” he asks, and he’s taking a half step towards the shuttle, the bacta patch on his injury only doing so much to soothe the pain.

“All the way.”

Find the Prompt List here!

#rebelcaptainsmutweekend #rebelcaptain #rebelcaptain smut ficlets #thestarbirdfromtheashes #Answered Ask

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incognitajones · 4 years

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Ship ask: Obidala

wouldn’t ship with a 50-foot bargepole / don’t ship / enh, okay / yeah, sure / i’m not okay with my weird affinity for this pairing / i will ship them in hell

It’s been years since I watched the prequels and I’ve never seen The Clone Wars, so this opinion is 90% based on the attractiveness level of the actors.

(The main thing this seems to be proving is that I just don’t feel that strongly about many ships...)

[ give me a ship & I’ll rate it ]

#asks #answers #thestarbirdfromtheashes

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melyzard · 4 years

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Been meaning to ask this FOREVER, because I know you have Thoughts on droid rights, as our resident Droid Rights Activist. What did you think about Lando and L3 in "Solo"? Representation aside, did you feel that it was cool/okay for L3 to be involved with Lando? Are droids able to consent? Really interested to hear your thoughts. Peace! ❤️

So actually, small confession: I never saw ‘Solo.’ I heard enough about it to turn me off, to be honest. Maybe someday I will give it a shot. However, I do know that L3 was a droid rights activist, and I know her fate at the end of the movie. I can’t say I’m terribly pleased with how they ended her story (so...she’s perpetually trapped without the means to communicate on a sentient level? If her body is the ship, then she can only move how and where the pilot commands her, right? And fun fact, the ‘wheel’ used to pilot planes/space ships is called a yoke, which is also what we call the collar placed on beasts of burden. Yeah, not a fan).

As for the question of her relationship with an organic man...

Look, here’s the thing. I’ve said this before about why I can’t quite get behind a Cassian/K2 ship. It’s not that I think it’s yucky or weird or unnatural, and I certainly don’t dislike or judge any fandom interest in that direction. But it doesn’t work for me because the droid can’t walk away. In the world of Star Wars, droids do not walk around free. A ‘loose’ droid is captured, bolted, sold off, and/or destroyed on the spot. No matter how kind and equal Lando treats L3, she cannot safely walk away from that relationship. She can try, of course, but it would be dangerous. She would be hunted. L3 is not Lando’s equal. Perhaps she is in *his* eyes, but in the eyes of the world they live in, she is his property. If Lando does something that hurts L3 (even if he doesn’t mean to, there’s a good chance he will at some point. He is, from her point of a view an extremely privileged person living in a world that values him a hell of a lot more than her), so if he does make a choice that hurts L3, she can’t effectively threaten to end the relationship. If someone attacks L3, she cannot go to court and demand justice, or ask for help from nearby strangers, because they will not give it to her. She can’t just leave and find someone else to love her, because the astronomical odds are that she will be reprogrammed or scrapped for even trying.

Droids are clearly depicted in the mainstream Star Wars movies as being entirely sentient*, and they are always owned. It doesn’t matter if their owner is kind, friendly, or loving. To me, personally, it feels a bit like those old movies where the slave character says some line like “oh, you know I love you like my own child!” to the white person they are caring for. The mammy character. The old "nurse” who gives sage advice to the highborn lady. The pretty slave girl in the handsome prince’s harem. Perhaps she has a more well-rounded character than the standard 2-ply trope. Perhaps she has a storyline of her own. Perhaps she ‘rebels’ against her slave status.

But she’s still a slave. Any relationship with her owner will never be equal, so long as society views her as such. It doesn’t matter how little the owner enforces his authority. He has it, and with him standing in that role in the eyes of the public, she will never be allowed any peace.

Are droids able to consent? I lean towards no. Is Lando/L3 cool/not cool? This is fandom, and I’m a firm believer in the Kink Tomato. But it’s ain’t for me.

*proof that droids are sentient in the movies: they have opinions, change their minds, feel physical pain, have emotional responses, have a sense of self, not only recognize that different languages and cultures exist but can make the connections between them (ie translate words, gestures, and cultural expectations), and they can form relationship bonds with other beings. Name one thing that makes you “sentient,” and I guarantee I can find an example of a droid doing that in the movies, let alone the books, tv shows, comics, etc.

#star wars #droid feels #consent issues #also I'd like to know how a droid ended up with a sex drive #because someone had to program that in #did she choose it?#or did some dude pop that mod into her programming?#personal opinion #lando calrissian #L337 #droid rights #thestarbirdfromtheashes #thanks for asking #...wait I wrote this out months ago did I not post it?#oops #sorry

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oh-nostalgiaa · 4 years

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Overdue Sleepover Saturday 🤪 Been thinking of you and wanted to check in. Was gonna send you the "why I followed you" ask for Sleepover Saturday this weekend, but gah, time got away. Anyway, wanted to check in and tell you I followed you bec prime Diego & RebelCaptain content, and also because you are a cool chick and well...you're my friend and I like you! 😄💕😘😊

LOL this has been in my inbox for like two months, I’m so sorry for being so slow. Such is life these days. I am slow and tired. Still here, but just barely. I’m glad you enjoy all the Diego goodness, and I’m glad that we’re friends. <3 <3 <3

sleepover sunday

#also late with this one but c'est la vie #thestarbirdfromtheashes #lauren answers

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thereigning-lorelai · 6 years

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so, i was whining talking to @melanoradrood today and she reminded me of these posters i did a while ago. i remembered the manip i still had on my hard drive which never really seemed to work out — and it seemed like a nice idea to apply this style to the manip to see how it would work. ♥

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therebelcaptainnetwork · 5 years

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Hello RebelCaptain shippers!

We’re happy to continue our Birthday Project, where every month we post the members’ birthdays of the month. We hope you will join us in wishing a happy birthday to these awesome people!

This June, please celebrate:

@annyuongchingu – June 10

@cats-and-metersticks – June 23

@rapidashpatronus – June 24

@thestarbirdfromtheashes – June 26

Happy birthday to you! Please remember to send birthday love to your fellow RebelCaptain shippers :) ♡ ♡ ♡

(If you’re a member and want us to celebrate your birthday, please SEND US AN ASK! )

#rebelcaptain #therebelcaptainnetwork #admin: birthday project #birthday project: june #annyuongchingu #cats and metersticks #rapidashpatronus #thestarbirdfromtheashes

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imsfire2 · 5 years

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Fic meme

Tagged by my dear @thestarbirdfromtheashes - thank you for tagging me!

Fanfic questionnaire!

1. What was the first fandom you ever wrote fic for? Star Wars. January 1978. A story where Princess Leia, Luke Skywalker and a brave-but-shy teenage woman warrior self-insert/wishful-thinking character saved the day together after the Empire attacked the OC’s home planet. Han meanwhile just got underfoot while being sarcastic and handsome!

2. What was your very first ship? I don’t know if it even has a ship name, but Arrietty/Spiller (The Borrowers books by Mary Norton)

3. What fandoms have you written for, and what were your ships in the fics? Although I’ve had a lot of fandoms (and I’m definitely Tumblr Old, so this all goes back a good way!) prior to the last few years I’ve written relatively little fanfic as I was taught as a child that writing for someone else’s characters was disgraceful and a form of theft, not to mention lazy. Mostly I’ve tended to write original stories loosely inspired by stories/films/shows I loved, but with all serial numbers carefully removed!

So for genuine all-in fanfic, there was that early Star Wars effort, and another SW story set post-RoTJ in which Luke and my OC tried to track down the Emperor’s son-and-heir while Leia got stuck into politics and tried to get Han to grow up a bit (ships; Luke/OC, Han/Leia). Then there was a Blake’s Seven story in which two of the Seven survived the climactic gun battle of the final episode and eventually rallied a proper uprising that brought down the Federation (ships; Avon/Servalan and Vila/OC). I wrote quite a bit of a Star Trek TNG story in which Data met another android and they got caught up in a war (no ships in this except the friendship between Data and the android OC). That would have been in about 1992. Then nothing for 20 years, until I saw The Avengers in 2012 and began writing Renner fic. Did quite a bit of that! Some of it is on AO3, namely the “Jem Chronicles”, a series of Jem lives! AUs for The Town, and my Avengers bits and pieces. Ships, respectively; Jem/OC for The Town, Clintasha and Fosterson for The Avengers. The longest Renner fic I wrote was a Hansel and Gretel story called The Taker of Children in which much galumphing around the Mediterranean takes place, tracking down Kostchei the Terrible and a dozen kidnapped babies, and Hansel Sleeps With Everyone (ships; Hansel/OC x3, Gretel/OC, OC/OC). This phase of fic-writing also coincided with writing “The Charcoal Knots” duet, since published on Amazon Kindle (please buy my smutty romance novels!).

And then I went to see Rogue One and lost my head just ever so slightly for rebelcaptain, and have not looked back since.

4. What ships do you tend to gravitate to? Ones where both characters are well-rounded people in their own right and neither is written primarily as a foil or prop for the other. Ones where both characters are competent and capable. Equal-relationship-ships, I guess.

5. Current OTP(s)? Rebelcaptain.

6. Former OTP(s)? Clintasha, Han/Leia, Avon/Servalan, Shevek/Takver (“The Dispossessed”), Genly Ai/Estraven (“The left hand of darkness”), Elnora/Philip (“A Girl of the Limberlost”), Arrietty/Spiller (I’m excluding various Canon Character/OC ships)

7. What are the ships you will always love? Jyn/Cassian, Han/Leia, Clint/Natasha, Elnora/Philip, Shevek/Takver

8. What do you think have been some of your best fic ideas? I’m still very happy with “In a dark time the eye begins to see…” which was inspired by a lovely gifset of Diego Luna playing a sexy artist for “that” Katy Perry video. “What if Cassian Andor had been an artist instead of a spy and assassin?”; and the next thing I knew, I’d written a 100,000+ word chapter fic with a three act plot and everything. I’m also very happy with some of my non-shippy things like “The mask” and “The first time” for Cassian , and “All the things she carried” for Jyn, that explore the character’s backstories and the pain they’ve gone through in the past. I’m proud of “Agent”, especially the first chapter which addresses an extremely dark subject. I like the pieces I’ve written in dialogue format (“Conversations with the Best Man”, “Coming online”, “The things that make Cassian Andor smile” and “The smooth shiny egg”); I don’t think I’m a natural humourist but the humour seems to work well in that form. Lastly I think “In the holding pen” is one of the best things I’ve ever written.

9. What kind of fic do you most love to write? Angst and feels, angst and feels and fluff, fluff and feels, feels, FEELS. I love romance and people struggling with their emotions, and those moments of suddenly realising that they love and are loved in return.

10. What do you dread writing? Mission fic, fight scenes involving shooting. I’ve never done a mission or fired a gun (and have no wish to do either) and I feel my lack of experience in these areas can’t really be covered-up adequately with research and imagination.

11. What is a fic you would love to write one day? I have a long-list of about 40 fic ideas I want to write one day >cringes inwardly< not to mention a dozen or more ideas for original fiction. One day I’d love to have another go at the “Tristan and Isolde” rebelcaptain AU I started. But it will be heartbreaking.

12. What’s a fic you wish someone else would write? I’m just happy that people are still writing for this fandom at all! Let the writers write what comes naturally to them, and may all be well.

#fanfic quiz #thestarbirdfromtheashes #thank you for tagging me

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