#brasso the ferrixian

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Just gonna leave these here for all the Brasso heaux I see in my notifs. Hi there. Me, too. I made these so you (we) can pretend he gave you (us) his hoodie and/or keys. The hoodies say Brasso on the front and Ferrix Honor Guard on the back. The keychain just says Brasso.

Sorry it’s been a minute since I’ve written anything, I’ve just been trying to keep the lights on. But I feel like we’re gonna need our blorbos more than ever this year.

Shop is here. 💜

[notasapleasure]

The Saga of the Coal-biter and the Skraeling

A Cassian Andor/Brasso medieval Icelandic saga AU

Keeping my head down was not as much a part of my nature as I thought it was, though. And it's no easy task when you're tall and stand out for a variety of other reasons. Everything I did to try and distance myself from my father and his past only made me appear stranger in Icelandic eyes - the more I tried to extricate myself from the build-up to a feud, the more determined the world was to drag me into it.

That included Cassian. His people were familiar with war, he was clear about that much. He was too proud not to be susceptible to the mores of the honour-based culture he had found himself in. Also, he saw something in me I don't suppose anyone else had seen, just as in him, I found another true outsider in the eyes of the only place I knew.

For many years, I thought of us as just that: two outsiders, bound by our detached perspective on this odd little world. Cassian never did think of it in those terms though. Cassian saw me and he saw anger beneath the veneer of calm disinterest, like he could see the well of magma rising under a volcano. He saw me and he recognised a fellow freak, I suppose - we weren't linked because he was the only one who didn't think of me as trollish, but because he was the only other one trollish enough to recognise one of his own.

I didn't want a sword and I didn't want to go raiding. I didn't want to be involved in a feud. But Cassian did see a latent hunger for vengeance in me, and he was patient in drawing it out.

[colleybri]

“Seriously, Cass?!” (weary sigh). “You don’t deserve that droid.”

My headcanon is that Bix replaced B2EMO’s broken wheel cover with the non-matching yellow one a few years ago (because as we old car drivers know… eventually they just stop making the damn parts) . Cassian promised to paint the cover red but somehow just never got round to it 🙄. Bix, Maarva and even Brasso used to nag him about it but eventually gave up because it’s not like he’s going to change or anything crazy like that…

[dinluke-ao3feed]

Little of Your Love

Read it on https://archiveofourown.org/works/63390751 by Maered “We need to agree to some ground rules. How this is all going to work.” “Are you going to bill me for drawing up the contract?” Din needles, “No. We can't have any evidence of… this.” Luke levels a look at him. “You know we're going to have to lie to everyone, right? I don't want to get caught up trying to remember who knows the truth and who doesn't. Can you do that?” “Can you?” Din counters, “-your sister won't be able to tell?” “...she has her hands full with my nephew,” Luke says, Din snorts. “What?” “Are you prepared for everyone at the office thinking we're together?” “Why is that funny? This was your idea!" “I know, I'm fine with it." Din says "-Just looking forward to you getting read the riot act by Kenobi, that's all.” - Because the Universe thinks it's funny, Luke and his colleague, Mando, are both going to the same wedding. And because the Universe has decided it's pursuing a career in comedy, they both have their own reasons for needing a date to it. The most logical course of action, obviously, is that they pretend to be dating and attend together. Luke has a great feeling about this. Words: 15321, Chapters: 1/3, Language: English Fandoms: The Mandalorian (TV), Star Wars Original Trilogy, Andor (TV), Star Wars (Marvel Comics) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: F/M, M/M Characters: Din Djarin, Luke Skywalker, Grogu | Baby Yoda, Leia Organa, Ben Solo, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Biggs Darklighter, Cassian Andor, Brasso the Ferrixian (Star Wars), Boba Fett, Fennec Shand, The Armorer (The Mandalorian TV), Bo-Katan Kryze, Han Solo, R2-D2 (Star Wars) Relationships: Din Djarin/Luke Skywalker, Leia Organa/Han Solo Additional Tags: Bru writes, Fake/Pretend Relationship, In spite of the fact we aren't the biggest fan of it lol, why is it always a wedding, I ask myself as the creator, Title from a HAIM song, Weddings, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - Lawyers, Tbh the law setting is not that consequential, Lawyer Luke Skywalker, Investigator din Djarin, Past Luke Skywalker/SW Comic Character, Past Infidelity, Not between dinluke, Good Parent Din Djarin, Protective Din Djarin, Din Djarin is Bad at Feelings, Din Djarin is a Little Shit, Luke Skywalker is So Done, luke is oblivious, Luke is too good for his own good, as usual, Lawyer Obi-Wan Kenobi, They both work at Obi Wan's environmental law firm, Family Feels, Family Drama, Mandalorians are one big family, Soft Din Djarin, Touch-Starved Din Djarin, Adoption, Grogu | Baby Yoda Being a Little Shit, Cute Grogu | Baby Yoda, Grogu | Baby Yoda Ships Din Djarin/Luke Skywalker, Switch Din Djarin, Switch Luke Skywalker, Listen if I have wrote a trope before expect it in here lol, Friends to Lovers, Friends With Benefits, Colleagues to Lovers, is not a tag but it should be, Stag Nights & Bachelor Parties, Din and Luke share a single braincell, do they use it? No, Dog R2-D2 (Star Wars), Fluff, Romantic Comedy, The Dinluke Server Made Me Do It

[beatrice-otter]

Festivids is live!

As usual, there are a LOT of really good vids, go check them out!

Here are some ones I liked:

The Only Way to See Fandom: Amaury Guichon - Fandom Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Additional Tags: Fanvids, Baking, Chocolate, Pastries, The Artistic Process Summary:

What you feel like, planning a sky.

A fanvid of Amaury Guichon (the chocolate guy).

Lonely Day Fandom: Andor (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Characters: Cassian Andor, Maarva Andor, Bix Caleen, Mon Mothma, Vel Sartha, Luthen Rael, Kino Loy, Cinta Kaz, Dedra Meero, Arvel Skeen, Karis Nemik, Brasso the Ferrixian (Star Wars), Syril Karn, Kleya Marki Additional Tags: Fanvids, Angst, Rebellion, Depictions of Police, Family, authoritarianism, Comrades in Arms, Embedded Video, Physical Triggers, brief shot of auditory torture, ends hopefully Summary:

From the loneliest day, new growth springs. Oppression sows the seeds of its own destruction. Featuring the whole Andor cast of characters but mainly focused on Cassian.

Come Forth Now Fandom: Andor (TV) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Cassian Andor, Luthen Rael, Bix Caleen, Maarva Andor, Brasso the Ferrixian (Star Wars), Vel Sartha, Cinta Kaz, Arvel Skeen, Kleya Marki, Mon Mothma, Kino Loy, Karis Nemik, Taramyn Barcona, Clem Andor, Syril Karn, Ruescott Melshi Additional Tags: Rebellion, Hope, some explosions, Police images, Family, Friendship, Fanvids, Embedded Video Summary:

And this is all we need And this is where we start This is the day we greet This is the day, no other

Boys Keep Swinging Fandom: As You Like It - Shakespeare Rating: Not Rated Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Rosalind | Ganymede (As You Like It) Additional Tags: Fanvids, Embedded Video, Crossdressing, Genderbending, Queer Themes Summary:

When you're a boy Other boys check you out You get a girl These are your favorite things When you're a boy

Drink You Sober Fandom: Bound (1996) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Corky/Violet (Bound) Summary:

'I want to feel you'

We Can Be Anything Fandom: Everything Everywhere All at Once (2022) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Characters: Evelyn Wang, Joy Wang | Jobu Tupaki, Waymond Wang

How to make a perfect Hanukkah movie… Fandom: Hallmark Movies - Fandom, Hitched for the Holidays (2012), Double Holiday (2019), Mistletoe & Menorahs (2019), Love Lights Hanukkah! (2020), Eight Gifts of Hanukkah (2021), Hanukkah on Rye (2022) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Additional Tags: Fanvids, Hanukkah Summary:

…(according to the Hallmark Channel)

Oh No Not Now [Fanvid] Fandom: Philadelphia Story (1940) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Macaulay Connor/C.K. Dexter Haven/Tracy Lord, Macaulay Connor/C.K. Dexter Haven, Macaulay Connor/Tracy Lord, Macaulay Connor/Elizabeth Imbrie, C.K. Dexter Haven/Tracy Lord, C.K. Dexter Haven/Elizabeth Imbrie Summary:

What do I do with this?

The Hunted Fandom: Prey (2022) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Characters: Naru (Prey 2022), Sarii (Prey 2022), Feral Predator (Prey 2022), Bear (Prey 2022) Additional Tags: Action, Hunters & Hunting, Animal Death, Animal Attack Summary:

The hunter becomes the hunted.

[vid] out with a bang Fandom: Robin and Marian (1976), Robin Hood - All Media Types Rating: Mature Warnings: Major Character Death Relationships: Maid Marian/Robin Hood, Little John/Maid Marian/Robin Hood Characters: Maid Marian, Robin Hood, Little John, Sheriff of Nottingham Additional Tags: Fanvids, Embedded Video, Character Study, Canonical Character Death, Canon-Typical Violence, Implied/Referenced Self-Harm, Implied/Referenced Suicide, Suicide Summary:

I'm way to young to lie here forever, I'm way too old to try, so whatever...

A Marian character study.

magnetic [VID] Fandom: Romeo+Juliet (1996) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Mercutio (Romeo and Juliet) Additional Tags: gender feelings, Fighting Feelings, your crush keeps falling in love with girls feelings, honestly vidding this made me want enemies to lovers fic for mercutio and tybalt, let's skip the sad ending and just be angry together, Fanvids Summary:

Mercutio's been magnetic since he was a baby.

Trust+Fall Fandom: Romeo+Juliet (1996), Romeo And Juliet - Shakespeare Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Major Character Death Relationships: Juliet Capulet/Romeo Montague Additional Tags: Romcom turned tragedy, Self-Harm, Suicide, Physical Triggers, Depictions of Police Summary:

Juliet met an awesome guy at a big party her parents threw and fell instantly in love! With a meet-cute like that, what could go wrong? (Turns out: literally everything.)

VID: I'm That Queer Fandom: Janelle Monáe Music Videos, Janelle Monae (Musician) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Jane (Dirty Computer), Cindi Mayweather Additional Tags: Physical Triggers, Fast cutting, flashing lights, Glitch effects, Queerphobia, Depictions of Police, Fanvids Summary:

A fanvid of some of Janelle Monáe's Music Videos, focusing on their Cindi Mayweather and Jane characters.

Physical triggers: extensive fast cutting, extensive glitch effects, flashing lights. Other warnings: authoritarian state, queerphobia, depictions of police.

[distressednoise]

Made up fic title (man I am bad enough at coming up with my own fic titles 🙃): any lyric of your choice from Stealing Cars by Nadine Shah

I'm not saying that "neither you or I can drive" is the title of my "brasso and cassian accidentally rebel together" thesis BUT. PERHAPS IT SHOULD BE.

We talked a bit about ferrix having layers of underscrap that worked like the lower levels of coruscant and maybe ferrixians working low down on coruscant being recruited for rebellion-backed bombings, but please consider those ferrixians turning luthern down and not understanding that his backup plan is carpet bombing the sites they work under, so theyre doomed anyway. Cassian is frantically trying to make brasso understand that he needs to get these people *out*, but to them brasso (shipped in for desperate diplomatic reasons, please brasso, they don't believe I'm from ferrix) is just some sad old-worlder who doesn't understand how things work here, and their efforts to relocate the ferrix diaspora are doomed and everything is tragic

Or its "check your pulse when I speak: an oral history of brasso noticing but not betraying anti-imperial activity", if I'm in a more positive mood.

[chaos-monkeyy]

Onward, into the August fic updates! Had too many feelings about Cassian Andor and Brasso the Ferrixian and Brasso the Ferrixian's chest ahem, had to write lighthearted FWB pre-canon hookup about it 💖

Cassian x Brasso smut: Both Ways (on AO3)

“Come on. You really didn’t know I’m gay?” 

Shrugging, Cassian bit his lip and slowly spun his half-empty glass in place on the scuffed tabletop, holding his friend’s gaze. “Well, I wondered. I mean, I was pretty sure. But then I thought, what if it’s just wishful thinking, y’know?” 

Brasso’s eyebrows lifted and he sat back, eyeing Cassian thoughtfully over his refilled drink. 

“‘Wishful thinking’?” he echoed. “Really. You do know you have something of a reputation, right? Around women, specifically.” 

Cassian shrugged again, a crooked smirk tugging at his mouth as he raised his glass again. 

“I go both ways, you know,” he said blithely. “All the ways, really. When the mood strikes me.” 

“Uh huh,” Brasso said with a tiny smile, gaze fixed on Cassian and his drink seemingly forgotten. “And what’s the mood right now, then?” 

“Maybe you should take me home and find out.” 

Brasso’s eyes flicked down and back up again, that tiny smile widening. “Should I, now.” 

“Yes, because I’m also hitting on you right now,” Cassian offered helpfully. “In case you weren’t sure.” 

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All of the Girls You Loved Before

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3HuhNk8

by BumbleHumbleBee

“We’ve been invited to see Bix and Brasso,” Cassian announces, walking out onto the balcony. She can see the happiness on his face, excitement in his dark eyes.

This is it…

He’s going to see them again…

Enjoy it all while you can…

“Oh, when are you going?” Jyn asks, composing herself with the best carefree smile she can manage.

“We. You’re invited too.”

“Oh.” That she didn’t expect. “I didn’t think they knew anything about me.”

I didn’t think you told them. She doesn’t say it out loud, but the subtext is there.

Jyn's demons rarely let her relax and those voices telling her she isn't good enough, that one day Cassian will leave, don't seem to want to rest when Bix Caleen invites her old friend to visit.

Words: 5483, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Rogue One: A Star Wars Story (2016), Andor (TV)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Cassian Andor, Jyn Erso, Bix Caleen, Brasso the Ferrixian (Star Wars)

Relationships: Cassian Andor/Jyn Erso, Cassian Andor & Bix Caleen

Additional Tags: Romance, Established Relationship, Insecurity, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Very minor past Bix/Cassian, Bix & Jyn friendship, Jyn Erso-centric, Jyn Erso Needs A Hug, Romantic Angst, romantic smut

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3HuhNk8

[uwingdispatch]

My newest shakers are here! This batch has two Swiftie shakers and two Star Wars score shakers.

Inside the “Haunted” shaker features you’ll find a photo of Anakin Skywalker from Revenge of the Sith, Anakin’s lightsaber, and his ship the Twilight.

Inside the “Run” shaker you’ll find a photo of Han Solo, his blaster, and the Millennium Falcon.

For score shakers, I did one of my favorite pieces of music in Star Wars, “Princess Leia’s Theme,” and inside this shaker you’ll find photos of Little Leia, Rebel Leia, and Resistance Leia.

I also just really wanted to do something featuring my faves from Ferrix, so I made a “Rix Road” shaker with photos of Bix, Brasso, Cassian, and B2EMO.

I hope you love these! They’re available now. Shop is here.

[notasapleasure]

Wild hopes for Andor S2:

Oh, apparently blorbo *might* be in the trailer? Riding a speeder on Dantooine you say? Aughhhh don't toy with my emotions like this!!

So for posterity, before anything about s2 does actually become clear, my vague hopes/'if I got to write their story' headcanons for my Ferrix badasses are a jumble of the following:

I don't see them immediately going back to Ferrix, they're recognisable (Bix is known to the Empire, Wilmon will be known by association with Salman, Bee is known as Maarva's droid, they had an eye on Brasso as 'the big guy' even before he fucked shit up with the funerary brick...and I can't remember Jezzi doing anything specific but she'll have been seen round Maarva's home and funeral), and riot or not, I'd say the Empire will be in the mood to make an example of Ferrix rather than to go 'oops our bad we'll leave you in peace'. So it seems a bad idea for the fugitives to return there for their rebellion as soon as they've left.

On that ship we know there's a skilled electrician (Wilmon) and mechanic (Bix), and I've always presumed Brasso must know his way around a ship well enough to be able to take it apart, and that Jezzi has some similarly Ferrixian industrial skill. I thought it would be very sexy if they all got involved in making/repurposing tech for the rebellion. In my heart of hearts they're patching together the first fleet of X-Wings.

Orange. Ferrix orange (Brasso's felt jacket orange) and rebel pilot orange. And there's the shot of Cassian in an orange pilot's suit in the trailer. I just. I just have hopes. And dreams. And colour was so significant in Rogue One (the red of the force/rebellion...there was an awesome post on here pointing out way more examples than I'd noticed, but I always think of the lining of Jyn's vest). Maybe it's reclaiming Narkina orange, even? But the look of the Ferrix clothes reminds me so much of the OT aesthetic, I think that's got to be the more likely connection.

Bee? Kay? Do they meet? ಥ⁠‿⁠ಥ trying to suppress the thought 'what if Bee helps to make Kay possible?' but the thought has been thunk. (ETA: NOT into the theory that they're the same person that's not what I mean. I'm talking hardware donation. Wires and chips. Not personality)

Dantooine. Dantooine base. After all this time!!!! What Legends book did I first read about the base on Dantooine in?? idek but if I'd ever written the epic angsty plot follow-up to that one fic (only ever just one night) it would have involved the Ferrix gang making X-Wings work on Dantooine :') I have feelings about Brasso the wrecker learning to make things instead :))

It should go without saying that I want to see Bix channel her healing into getting stuff done and fucking up the Empire.

I guess my feeling is that if we're time-skipping over a five year period in a, what, 12 episode season? There's not time for a huge arc for all the Ferrix characters alongside everything else the show needs to cover. My cautious assumption is that this either means a load of them get killed off/sidelined early, or they're kept together in the same setting so their stories are interlinked, but presumably with focus remaining on Bix (and Bee). Dantooine/wherever the rebel base is beforehand/the move to Yavin struck me as a good place for this, where they can still be brought in and out of episodes through whatever time-skips happen because it's a place the title character is going to be coming and going from regularly, like Ferrix is in S1. Naturally it is a selfish thought to want to recreate the S1 dynamic :)) because I want my blorbo(s) to get to be relevant and a part of Cassian's life still, but if that suggestion about Brasso on a speeder on Dantooine in the trailer is remotely accurate then I will cry happy tears.

Who knows, if they get to survive, maybe all those heart-pulverising fics and fanarts about Cassian's (glass) stone being laid on Ferrix will find a place at the end of the series?

[notasapleasure]

Ok, Brasso Opinions, why not

When I first watched the show I was primed to love a big guy who was shown immediately to be smart (alibi 'yes and's) kind (concerned both for Cass and Maarva) able to trust Cassian without needing every detail of what he was mixed up in, and happy to play into the ambiguity of gossip - 'helping you back to your chair when you fell'. He's not someone who would punch Cassian? He's not someone who says he would, or would do it and talk about it?

Sure, he's not got loads of screen time, but the more we see of him the more interesting he gets. For all his attempts to lay down the law with Cassian (not lending you money, look after your mother etc.) he doesn't actually push for any more information than Cassian is comfortable sharing. For all his embodiment of the Ferrixian working man (based on working communities in Belfast and the north of England), with his apparent insistence on the value of 'real' work, his place in this team of manual labourers who have to work together to get their dangerous, dirty jobs done, when it comes to sabotaging the PreMor ship that's something he does alone, for Cassian, and he drinks about it afterwards alone. He's more like a Daughter of Ferrix than the Daughters of Ferrix with the amount of time we see him round at Maarva's, caring for her and Bee alongside Bix. And that performance of big, bumbling in-the-wayness he does to try and give Bix time to escape the troopers won my heart forever. He's not the get up and ring a bell and cause a ruckus type - he stands out for his size and can't help that, but even the Imperials, calling him 'the big guy' find no reason to go after him, because he's so cautious about how he resists. Up until the end, of course. You can only push a man so far, and touching Bee is well out of line.

The magical gps that brings Brasso to the tunnels because he has a message Cassian needs to hear is catnip to me. And that hug? Well. I turned to my husband like the rotating head exorcist girl and he sighed. To me that hug was the ending of Rogue One all over again - the hand scrunch in the middle of Cassian's back that he later passes on to Jyn. A message about Maarva's pride that's going to be mirrored later by Cassian's words about Galen: "Your father would be proud of you."

The final time we see him in S1 just fascinates me more, too - he's finally let loose in the fighting on Rix Road, but even then he's got his eye on saving Wilmon and Bee, and afterwards he looks exhausted and almost surprised at himself. It's where my headcanon that he's never left Ferrix and doesn't like to fly comes from - he's so rooted in Ferrix, what happens when you take him away from all that? How will he adapt?

I'm not going to speculate on S2, I don't expect much, I don't expect him to have even as much screen time as he gets in S1, but there will be enough gaps in the spread out timeline that I'll be able to retcon, fix-it and AU my way through it.

What I love about this minor character is that you can lean into different aspects of him in fic - if you want to you can look at him drinking alone and say he's not used to sticking his neck out and taking action like that and he's got to come to terms with killing the PreMor pilot - or the risk the crash might have had for any locals caught underneath. Or you can focus on the cheekiness of the alibi and all he seems to know about Cassian and say he's the kind of guy who'd help you hide a body - and has done for Cassian many times. One thing is for sure: he'll step up and do what it takes for those he's closest to.

tl;dr among the ambivalent many, Brasso is one of a select few who actually likes Cassian, even at the beginning. Brasso can handle him at his worst. He deserves him at his best.

Character Appreciation Friday - Brasso

Name: Brasso Played by: Joplin Sibtain Appearances: Kassa, That Would Be Me, Reckoning, Narkina 5, Daughter of Ferrix, Rix Road

Happy Friday gang! This week we're celebrating the friend we all want to be and have, the most solid man in the galaxy. Brasso will take care of you, your mom, and your sad droid, and in the meantime will take any opportunity to fuck up a cop.

Tell me what you love and appreciate about Brasso in a reblog, comment, or ask!

Next week: Bix Caleen

[colleybri]

Last line game

Thank you for the tag, @space-blue !

My current WIP is very much IP but here’s something from a previous very early draft of what eventually became Truths and Consequences … that will probably find its way into the next one in some form (it’s a kinda Bixcassian follow up to the Brassian… but actually more Gen as it’s a Just Friends thing). Like a lot of my fics it’s set in the post-Sipo & Mimban “missing years” . Context effectively summed up as: Cassian has been a total dick to his loved ones again Because He’s Broken and In Denial but they and we love him anyway.

Under the cut.

But Cassian wasn’t there. Bix walked the perimeter, knowing not to cross into the restricted areas, but could see no sign of his slight frame among those of the somewhat burlier Grapplers as they worked away on what looked like the remains of a huge Mon Calamari cruise ship. Her parents had apparently had a trip around the Naboo sector, once, on one of these. A wedding-holiday. They had said they had enjoyed it and by some more recent calculations Bix was able to wonder if she had been conceived on board.

Anyway. There was Brasso, at least. He spotted her and came over, removing his gloves as he walked. Bix had of course already contemplated talking to Brasso so she found it relatively easy to say “Where’s Cass? I’d like to talk with him” and even to smile to show that her feelings towards both of them were peaceable.

Brasso’s expression was immediately rueful. “Sorry to say he’s not here. He got fired last week. Kept turning up late. Fodim gave him a warning but he didn’t seem to care.”

“Oh,” was all Bix could say. She had immediate and unwelcome mental images of the reasons why Cass was repeatedly late, and looked away across the breakage yard as if hoping that she might be distracted by the ugly sights there.

She looked back when Brasso sighed again and shuffled a little closer. He was a big man and Bix had to tilt her head to meet his gaze, but it was worth it as his expression now was so kind, so understanding. So… honest. “Bix,” he said, “I’m so sorry things didn’t work out for you and Cass. I know it’s no comfort but he really didn’t mean to hurt you. I think he’s just… kind of thoughtless. Genuinely doesn’t think things through sometimes. Weird thing is, he’s so clever in many ways. When he did show up here, and when he did put his mind to the job he was absolutely brilliant at it - had a real eye for the valuable stuff and caught a few things we might have sent to the furnaces. But relationships… I think he’s pretty, um, inexperienced. I mean, you know - with the emotions. All that side of it. Like he… doesn’t know what to do with them. So he’s sometimes an idiot because of that.” Brasso appeared to redden a little here. As far as Bix knew, Brasso was a stranger to the whole relationships thing too, or perhaps he was just more skilled than most Ferrixians at keeping his private life private. Either way, she sensed his sincerity in all this.

It was her turn to sigh. “I thought I knew him. I really did. I trusted him completely. The weird thing is, I think I still have this instinct to trust him. But not… not like this. As a friend. I just want to be friends again. I miss him. I miss… how it was before.”

I ended up ditching this (getting very soso opera-y tbh) to have it told by implication instead so I suspect the follow-up will be taking a similar route with me publishing about one page for each 10 I write! But the Cruise Ship will be a thing.

Tagging @distressednoise as I think she’s cooking up something particularly tasty … ditto @laneboyheathens @notasapleasure. and although she’s no doubt taking a break perhaps @faceofpoe has a tasty unpublished morsel 

[twicesonnet]

what haunts a ghost (6224 words) by roadtripexpert Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Andor (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Major Character Death Relationships: Cassian Andor & Kerri | Cassian Andor's Sister Characters: Kerri | Cassian Andor's Sister, Original Characters, Bix Caleen, Jezzi the Ferrixian (Star Wars), Brasso the Ferrixian (Star Wars), Wilmon Paak, Cassian Andor Additional Tags: Life Under Empire, Implied/Referenced Underage Prostitution, Memory Issues, Disabled Character, Coruscant is the Space Atlanta Airport Summary: Kerri never had a brother, she had a space where a sibling could be, the possibility of family as beautiful as fog.

[andorerso]

About Jyn and Kerri I have a very random AU idea

So, Jyn ~somehow~ ends up in the Gangi Moon and meets Brasso, Bix, B2 and the other Ferrixians and stays around for a few days. One of them notice Jyn wearing a bracelet that looks so much like one that Cassian used to wear when he was young and then asks her where she got it. Jyn says that she bought it in a small craft store run by three Kenari girls in (some planet) while she was visiting. And then they casually comment that they have a friend from Kenari that was looking for his sister and most people thought they were all dead. So Jyn gives them the bracelet and tells them where to find the girls and asks them to give it to their friend so he could have hope to find his sister again and also would have something to remind him of home. And when Cassian goes there to visit them they give it ho him and he keeps it with him

oh my god, I love it 🥺😭 combining so many of my favorite things! Jyn meeting Kerri, Jyn meeting the Ferrix gang, Cassian and Jyn just being the absolute epitome of soulmates by having all these missed meetings and connections between each other even before meeting... perfect!

[dinluke-ao3feed]

Little of Your Love

Read it on https://archiveofourown.org/works/63390751 by Maered “We need to agree to some ground rules. How this is all going to work.” “Are you going to bill me for drawing up the contract?” Din needles, “No. We can't have any evidence of… this.” Luke levels a look at him. “You know we're going to have to lie to everyone, right? I don't want to get caught up trying to remember who knows the truth and who doesn't. Can you do that?” “Can you?” Din counters, “-your sister won't be able to tell?” “...she has her hands full with my nephew,” Luke says, Din snorts. “What?” “Are you prepared for everyone at the office thinking we're together?” “Why is that funny? This was your idea!" “I know, I'm fine with it." Din says "-Just looking forward to you getting read the riot act by Kenobi, that's all.” - Because the Universe thinks it's funny, Luke and his colleague, Mando, are both going to the same wedding. And because the Universe has decided it's pursuing a career in comedy, they both have their own reasons for needing a date to it. The most logical course of action, obviously, is that they pretend to be dating and attend together. Luke has a great feeling about this. Words: 15322, Chapters: 1/3, Language: English Fandoms: The Mandalorian (TV), Star Wars Original Trilogy, Andor (TV), Star Wars (Marvel Comics) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: F/M, M/M Characters: Din Djarin, Luke Skywalker, Grogu | Baby Yoda, Leia Organa, Ben Solo, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Biggs Darklighter, Cassian Andor, Brasso the Ferrixian (Star Wars), Boba Fett, Fennec Shand, The Armorer (The Mandalorian TV), Bo-Katan Kryze, Han Solo, R2-D2 (Star Wars) Relationships: Din Djarin/Luke Skywalker, Leia Organa/Han Solo Additional Tags: Bru writes, Fake/Pretend Relationship, In spite of the fact we aren't the biggest fan of it lol, why is it always a wedding, I ask myself as the creator, Title from a HAIM song, Weddings, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - Lawyers, Tbh the law setting is not that consequential, Lawyer Luke Skywalker, Investigator din Djarin, Past Luke Skywalker/SW Comic Character, Past Infidelity, Not between dinluke, Good Parent Din Djarin, Protective Din Djarin, Din Djarin is Bad at Feelings, Din Djarin is a Little Shit, Luke Skywalker is So Done, luke is oblivious, Luke is too good for his own good, as usual, Lawyer Obi-Wan Kenobi, They both work at Obi Wan's environmental law firm, Family Feels, Family Drama, Mandalorians are one big family, Soft Din Djarin, Touch-Starved Din Djarin, Adoption, Grogu | Baby Yoda Being a Little Shit, Cute Grogu | Baby Yoda, Grogu | Baby Yoda Ships Din Djarin/Luke Skywalker, Switch Din Djarin, Switch Luke Skywalker, Listen if I have wrote a trope before expect it in here lol, Friends to Lovers, Friends With Benefits, Colleagues to Lovers, is not a tag but it should be, Stag Nights & Bachelor Parties, Din and Luke share a single braincell, do they use it? No, Dog R2-D2 (Star Wars), Fluff, Romantic Comedy, The Dinluke Server Made Me Do It

[notasapleasure]

Ok well I love both of these so jot that down!! However you know I'm such a sucker for miserable fish-out-of-water Brasso and this accidentally happened, consider it my most considered compliment on your mean old imagination :))

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Cassian's never seen Brasso look this deflated. His marching uniform is faded and rumpled, worse the wear for having been over-worn and then stuffed in a travel pack for months on end. He takes his cap off and twists it between his hands then slaps his leg with it in frustration. He gazes back into the darkness from which he emerged and sighs.

"I wish you hadn't brought me here, Cass," he says quietly, facing away.

Cassian wraps his arms tighter over his chest and glowers into the caverns at Brasso's side. Already there's no trace of the Ferrixian exiles they'd been negotiating with, and once they go into the catacombs beneath the city they won't be found again unless they choose to be.

"I thought they'd listen to you," Cassian says, annoyed by the petulance in his own voice.

Brasso tuts and puts his hands on his hips, hat still crumpled in one fist. He risks a glance at Cassian, mouth downturned and brows furrowed anxiously. He turns back to the darkness before replying: "Force knows why. It's not like you ever did."

The way the words hurt is familiar - it's a deserving hurt, the same old blade twisting in his chest. Cassian doesn't bother to check his memories to see if he remembers things the same way. It must be right, because it hurts in a way he's inured to. He nods and grips his elbows with his fingers. He glances up at the narrow shards of sky above them. Between the towering buildings it looks like a cage made of light. Somewhere up there, Luthen's agents are preparing to do on their own what the Ferrixians wouldn't help them with.

"Well I had to try. They wouldn't listen to me!" Cassian admits irritably.

Brasso gives him another sideways look.

Maybe he'll express a lack of surprise over this, too, Cassian thinks. He doesn't know how many people he's persuaded over the last months to do things that might not benefit them, doesn't know that Cassian's life now balances on a fine, sharp edge between making sure people listen to him and making sure they don't. But he wants to look at Brasso like he used to and know, like he used to, that Brasso understands him. Only he's changed too much, hasn't he? And maybe Brasso has, as well.

"Cassian - I want you to take me back to Ferrix," he says, still gazing down at the side of Cassian's face.

That's enough to make Cassian look up sharply. "What?!"

"I need you to take me back to Ferrix."

He's deadly serious. Wearing that expression he used to pin Cassian with when he was asking for something both reasonable and impossible. Firm, but too wide-eyed to be threatening. His hair is greyer than it was, and his skin no longer ruddy from the wind at the junk yard, and he looks like he's lost some muscle mass even though he still eclipses the sky's cage with his body. But Cassian knows that look, he still knows him, he does.

He laughs anyway, the kind of brittle snort that attracts an answering rustle from something living in the catacombs.

"No. That's a dumb idea."

Brasso's jaw moves as he turns to face Cassian and Cassian's heart does a flip - he really hasn't changed that much, after all. When he sets his jaw like this there's no moving him.

"Take me to Ferrix, Cass. If I have to get on another kriffing ship I may as well make sure it's one taking me home."

Cassian smirks and shakes his head, arms wrapping tighter about himself, logic leaping ahead to the pathways this conversation might follow. "What about Bix? You said she needs you, it's why you didn't want to come!"

Brasso hesitates, then rubs a hand over his face. "I didn't want to come because I don't like Luthen bloody Rael and the things he does! I don't like flying. I don't like seeing you - " he gives up with a frustrated huff and a roll of his eyes. However he doesn't like seeing Cassian, he doesn't want to explain it - but Cassian can guess. It's the same reason no one likes seeing him these days. The aura of doom, of time being up. He's a harbinger these days, an omen, heralding a reckoning. It's the same reason he can only meet his own eyes in the mirror with a shifty grimace.

Brasso repositions his hand on his hip and resets his expression. "Bix is doing fine. She's busy working on the bombers for Yellow Squadron with Wilmon. She's got Bee to look after. They don't need me there. I wreck stuff, Cass, I don't build it. There's nothing for me to do on the base."

Cassian's never forgotten the look on Brasso's face when he left him in the shuttle with the other Rix Road escapees. Shock; a nauseated horror at what was to become of him. Like some rare plant, accustomed only to a highly specific environment and now ripped from its setting, cast into an enormous, unfamiliar galaxy, torn out of the only place it could thrive.

Cassian shifts uneasily - he already blames himself for that, too, and his shoulders ache under the weight of it. He bites the inside of his lip to redistribute the pain and mulls over the idea of Brasso as someone who wrecks instead of building. It seems absurd, even though he knows objectively that's the work Brasso's been born to. Even though that's what Brasso was trying to persuade the Ferrixians here to do on Luthen's behalf. That's why Cassian brought him here. But when Cassian thinks of his friend, he cannot make the description fit.

"I need to go back, Cass. This..." Brasso shakes his head wearily at the tunnels. "This has just made me certain of it."

Cassian stares blankly at the chest of Brasso's uniform, the marching insignia and his rank in the Sons of Ferrix - polished and cared for despite the wear to the fabric. He thought it would mean something to the exiles in the catacombs, a respect and a pride in their homeworld that Cassian struggles to summon. Instead they viewed it, and Brasso, as a relic - a useless trinket failing to adapt to the Imperial occupation of Ferrix, failing to see the galaxy as it now is.

"Yeah. I know," he mumbles.

It's only later, in the calm of hyperspace, that he lets himself take note of the unease he feels about Brasso's request.

They'd stayed to bargain with Luthen - Cassian saw Brasso damn near lose his temper, and it haunts him, like a call from another version of his life, muffled and dim, but insistent. Something about seeing Brasso shed his cautious, quiet demeanour makes Cassian hungry, and nostalgic, and sad. There's also a lingering fizz of adrenaline in his veins, from when he thought Luthen might just have Brasso killed for his insolence, for daring to have seen Luthen's face and disagreed with his methods.

Cassian, who would have sat dispassionately at the side of the disagreement, waiting for it to end in stalemate, broke in to offer reassurances, to translate one set of cares to another. He defended Brasso's listless life on the hidden base and defended Luthen's increasingly cold-hearted methods, and both men knew how well he had lied for them in the past and let him lie on their behalf again.

But this time, Luthen can't understand how deep his loyalties ran. He didn't tell Luthen where he was taking Brasso - that would be a death sentence in itself. He knew he could trust Brasso not to broadcast it either. They left with a piece of the rubble in the ship's hold and a list of names of the lost Ferrixian exiles - enough for a makeshift memorial, a duracrete block to fill in some of the damage caused by the battle of Rix Road.

Now, with the violet-bruised swirl of hyperspace outside the port, with time to kill as the ship winds and jinks its way from the Core to the Rim, Cassian rubs his eyes with the heels of his hands and seeks out the squirming, writhing sense of unease inside him. He grasps it and grimaces, but doesn't let go. He's got to deal with this - now. Or it'll all be for nothing, this diplomatic escort, this shuttling back and forth.

He unbuckles his restraints and leaves the cabin, making his way to the tiny sleeping quarters. Here, Brasso lies on his back in the bunk, his eyes screwed shut and his forearm thrown over them. His jaw is locked and his skin is clammy, and he takes a deep, unsteady breath through his nose as Cassian enters the room.

"Brasso."

He grinds his teeth but otherwise gives no sign he's noticed Cassian's arrival.

"Brasso! We need to talk," Cassian stands by the bunk, his arms folded.

Brasso makes a sound that's probably an invitation to Cassian to talk all he likes, but it's not good enough. Cassian lifts the surprisingly weighty forearm lying across Brasso's face and flings it off so Brasso flinches and flails and grabs Cassian's wrist to stop him doing that again.

"Sithspit, what's wrong with you?" he snarls, eyes narrowed like there's a bright light on his face, pain furrowing his brows.

Cassian rips his arm from Brasso's grip and folds it over his body again. "Ferrix. What are you going to do when you get there?"

Brasso's frown deepens. He shuffles a little against the pillow and rests his hands on his chest, fingers loosely interlaced. He grimaces at some barely detectable turbulence and shakes his head. "What do you mean?"

Cassian tilts his head sardonically. "You're just going back to your old job, huh? That's all?"

Brasso glares at him, but settles deeper into the bedding again. "Plenty of wrecking to do on Ferrix these days, Cass. You know that."

"So what's your plan?" Cassian tries to keep the exasperation from his voice, but in doing so he lets a hint of worry sneak through.

Brasso watches him, runs his eyes all over Cassian's face, his stance, his body language. He sees at least as much as Luthen sees - it was easy to forget that Brasso could read him like this when he told himself he only answered to one man in the galaxy these days. Not now, in this small space, where Cassian has to get the assurances he needs before he can let this happen.

"There's still lots of good people there," Brasso says cautiously, at last. "Pegla, Granik, Rashi - Vetch. The Daughters. People who won't be sitting easy under Imperial rule."

It's an answer that goes to Cassian's tense muscles like a shot of Huttese brandy. Good, good - this is a plan, not just a half-cocked attempt to jump feet-first onto his his own funeral pyre. He flips down the seat in the bulkhead and drops onto it, the energy surge making his legs tremble and his knee bounce.

"Ok, that's a start," he concedes. He knots his fingers together, elbows on his thighs, digging sharply in, trying to still his knee. "Where are you gonna go though?"

A shadow of confusion passes over Brasso's features. He closes his eyes and swallows as the ship rocks gently through hyperspace, his knuckles whitening on his chest.

"Brasso? You need somewhere safe to work from. Where are you gonna go?" Cassian prompts, trying not to get frustrated that anyone can find the smoothness of hyperspace so unpleasant.

"My place?" he mutters and flinches at Cassian's exasperated exclamation. He manages to crack his eyes open and look at Cassian - it's so plaintive, coming from one who's never asked Cassian for anything at all for himself, that Cassian reaches out and lays his hand over Brasso's, pushing his own fingers between clenched knuckles and gripping tight.

Fondness wins out, like there wasn't time for it to do back in the disordered flight from Rix Road. "You smashed their guy with my mother's brick, Brasso. They're gonna remember you. You've got to use the wreck, use the tunnels - stay underground."

Brasso's eyes widen, like this was a minor detail he's forgotten about. He looks about to deny his significance, so Cassian squeezes his hand again, leaning forwards earnestly. "You can make a difference there. But I'm not going to let you waste this."

"Right..." Brasso says carefully, reading and re-reading Cassian's expression, the breathlessness creeping into his tone. "The wreck. The sea of dead ships. You mean the tunnels under the hotel?" He shifts on the bunk again, propping himself up higher, squeezing Cassian's fingers back.

"There's no way the Imps will have found those," Cassian's lips quirk wryly and a smile lights his eyes. This is the work he does now, sometimes, too. But he doesn't always have faith that those he encourages stand much of a chance in their fight. This, at least, is something genuine, something of his own - not part of Luthen's grand scheme.

From the look in Brasso's eyes he'd quite like to smash a few more Imps with the Coruscanti rubble in the hold. It's all Cassian needs to see to believe that Ferrix will be in safe hands soon.

Made up fic title (man I am bad enough at coming up with my own fic titles 🙃): any lyric of your choice from Stealing Cars by Nadine Shah

I'm not saying that "neither you or I can drive" is the title of my "brasso and cassian accidentally rebel together" thesis BUT. PERHAPS IT SHOULD BE.

We talked a bit about ferrix having layers of underscrap that worked like the lower levels of coruscant and maybe ferrixians working low down on coruscant being recruited for rebellion-backed bombings, but please consider those ferrixians turning luthern down and not understanding that his backup plan is carpet bombing the sites they work under, so theyre doomed anyway. Cassian is frantically trying to make brasso understand that he needs to get these people *out*, but to them brasso (shipped in for desperate diplomatic reasons, please brasso, they don't believe I'm from ferrix) is just some sad old-worlder who doesn't understand how things work here, and their efforts to relocate the ferrix diaspora are doomed and everything is tragic

Or its "check your pulse when I speak: an oral history of brasso noticing but not betraying anti-imperial activity", if I'm in a more positive mood.