#chirrut imwe imagine

[sh00kspeared]

Blind!Tav x Astarion headcanons (and a few regular non x Astarion hcs too)— aka me spewing brainrot about my Tav, Orien, because he’s blind and it’s been giving me some lore ideas. If your Tav is also blind, feel free to use some of these lol.

First of all, I wanna say that it’s a myth that all blind people literally see nothing— it’s about having a certain visual acuity even with visual correction. In Orien’s case, his left eye (which has the shadow-curse on it; long story) is entirely blind, but his right eye, which was injured long ago, can only see blobs of color unless he gets within 1-2 feet of what he’s looking at. This is what he looks like btw:

Anyway, headcanon time.

1. Him drawing Astarion, but only once Astarion is comfortable enough around him to sit close enough to Orien so that he can see. Obviously I know the ‘artist Tav drawing Astarion’ thing is a common headcanon, but I like to take it a step further and say that Orien needs Asta to sit super close to him in order to actually see his face properly. He also sometimes traces out the contours of his face with his hands so he doesn’t strain his vision. Orien put down drawing for a while after he fell into a depression over his vision, but he picked it back up for the sake of wanting his lover to see himself for the first time in two centuries.

2. Orien taking off his eyepatch in front of Astarion as a gesture of intimacy and trust for the first time, then them having a conversation about his eye and Astarion promising that he doesn’t see him as some shadow-cursed monster (which is Orien’s biggest worry, and one of the biggest reasons he wears the eyepatch).

3. Orien sometimes still feels random, throbbing pain in his eyes, even years after he contracted his injury and curse. I imagine it gets really bad sometimes and Astarion often will sit with him and hold him till the pain goes away.

4. A critical question— does he undergo Volo or Ethel’s exploratory eye surgeries? Answer is no for Ethel since he doesn’t trust her one bit, and no for Volo since he doesn’t want him handling his cursed eye or damaging the only eye he can still see out of. He still holds out hope that the curse on his left eye might be lifted someday, so he doesn’t want to risk it. Even though being totally blind is better than being a mindflayer, he still highly doubts that Volo has the ability to extract the parasite and thus doesn’t risk it.

4. Him teaching the party his extrasensory spells when they get to the underdark and the shadow-cursed lands. You may have wondered to this point, ‘how does he fight if he’s blind?’ I’d liken it to the force in Star Wars, which allows blind force users like Chirrut Imwe and Kanan Jarrus to use extrasensory abilities to deflect projectiles and swordfight. Orien has a similar set of spells, but they’re tiring and his health in battle usually declines faster than everyone else's. This results in Astarion having to tend his wounds post-battle often. He also has a super exhausting spell that gives him temporary crystal-clear vision, but he rarely uses it since it’s so exhausting.

5. Him grabbing other party members' sleeves or arms when they're on rough terrain-- especially Astarion's. This is part of how he starts flirting with Astarion; by gradually moving his hand lower till they're holding hands, and eventually, they end up holding hands every time Orien needs a second pair of eyes.

6. Part of why Orien is a bard is because it was one of the only artistic hobbies that didn't strain his vision. He used to write down his songs, but now he mostly composes them in his head.

7. When Orien sees Astarion up close for the first time (post tiefling party sex scene), he just stops, takes his face in his hands, and just stares at him because he just finds him so beautiful and didn't realize it till he was actually able to see him properly.

8. Him loving physical touch as a love language because of how often he uses his sense of touch to get around. Once Astarion is comfortable with it, he's all over him all the time. Sitting in his lap, having Astarion sit in his lap, constant hugs and kisses, hugging him while they sleep, laying on top of him, and having Astarion lay on top of him.

9. Astarion telling him his eyes look beautiful when Orien takes off the eye patch for the first time, and Orien thinks he's being sarcastic at first because he's really insecure about the fact that he doesn't really have proper irises or pupils, but Astarion makes it clear that he means it.

10. Scratch sometimes acting as his guide dog

11. Astarion kissing his eyelids. Astarion KISSING his EYELIDS

[rogueonebrackets]

Rogue One Drinking Contest

Welcome to Part Deux of the Rogue One Brackets Series: the Rogue One Drinking Contest (as voted by you guys)!

The rules are simple: whoever chugs down their cup faster wins. Yes, we're playing with alcohol.

There's a few changes this round: most important of all, I've decided to remove K2. Fear not, it's only for this round, but since droids don't really eat or drink, it didn't seem logical to include him. Imagine he's the judge or something.

But we have some new characters too! Admiral Raddus, as well as Generals Merrick and Dodonna. Since we're no longer playing with exactly 16 characters, there's gonna be two play-ins to determine who will be facing off against Jyn and Cassian in the next rounds.

Speaking of facing off, here are the official match-ups:

General Dodonna vs Admiral Raddus (PLAY-IN #1)

Governor Tarkin vs General Merrick (PLAY-IN #2)

Jyn Erso vs General Dodonna/Admiral Raddus

Saw Gerrera vs Lyra Erso

Baze Malbus vs Ruescott Melshi

Tivik vs Chirrut Imwe

Bodhi Rook vs Bail Organa

Davits Draven vs Orson Krennic

Galen Erso vs Mon Mothma

Governor Tarkin/General Merrick vs Cassian Andor

The play-in votes to come soon. Let's see who will be the Ultimate Drinking Champion!

[takadasaiko]

Rewatching Rogue One tonight because Luke is disrupting the timeline again in A Flicker of Light. Let's see if that's going to be better or worse for the longevity of these characters....

On my wishlist: Luke getting to meet meet Chirrut Imwe. Could you imagine him meeting Anakin Skywalker's son?

[itsybitsybatsyspider]

whats,,,, lucys role in,,z stark wark au,,,

oh my god im so sorry i forgot to respond! ToT

My apologies, friend!

But yes Lucy has a role in the SW au but it's not super big. Sort of similar to how it is in the game. When I think of Lucy's place in the story, it reminds me of Chirrut Imwe from Rogue One!

I imagine Lucy to be an old Temple Guard or maybe she's a trained Force-Sensitive outside of the Jedi Order, or possibly one of the Guardians of the Whills/Kyber Temple like Chirrut is, but either way Connor still meets her by chance (or not, who know, the Force works in MyStErIoUs WaYs) and her words to him are the same.

"You're lost... You're looking for something. You are looking for yourself."

This could be before Connor meets Hank and only looking out for himself or when he's training to use the Force. Either way, the line works just as well for his story arc as it does in the game. :)

(I also imagine Lucy to be a Tholothian like Adi Gallia ;) )

[myriadimagines]

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You and Baze exchanged glances as Chirrut wandered off the ship, walking with purpose to where Jyn had just been. Calling after him, you yelled, “Good luck going out there alone!” 

“I don’t need luck.” Chirrut quipped back without hesitation. He knew, despite your reluctance at times, you would always have his back, and he never doubted you for a second. “I have you!”

[imaginesfordayss]

“This is (y/n), she’ll be coming with us.” Baze said, in his usual ‘no nonsense’ tone.

Cassian looked at you oddly, “(S/He’s) just a kid.” 

“A kid that could kick your ass.” You replied, crossing your arms. 

Chirrut laughed, “(Y/n) is our child and my personal prodigy. They won’t be any trouble, no need to worry Captain.” 

[silentwaters4]

For @sissychoco...enjoy!

Y/N gasped as she tripped down into the sand for the millionth time. Her hands quickly covered her head as she heard another explosion go off nearby. A few bits of sand blew in her face from the impact. Setting her jaw, she shot her gaze back toward her destination: away from Chirrut. She had to draw the fire away.

Pushing herself to her feet, she faced her pursuers. Most held their blasters up and were running after her. They were smaller in number than they had been meaning...the explosion had taken some of them. Despite being their enemy, Y/N still felt the pang of empathy at losing comrades. It lasted only but a moment as her need for survival returned.

Eventually, she found herself heading back toward the base. By this time, she had managed to lose most of her pursuers. Unfortunately, there were still a few on her tail. Y/N leapt over a rock before stopping briefly.

“Gotta hand it to ya,” she shouted between breaths, “You really have a lot of stamina.” “The Empire is superior in many ways,” the metal-head replied.

As he spoke, Y/N gripped her blaster. She knew she was too far from Rogue One right now. Knowing her friends, they were just about finished. She had to start heading back. Closing her eyes, she focused on the only face she wanted to see: Chirrut. She let out a breath.

With renewed vigor, Y/N fired back at her remaining pursuers as she left the shelter of the rock. Once she was passed, she stopped firing and ran, keeping that same face in mind. She glanced over her shoulder and fired a few more times, making contact with just one of them. Facing forward, she duck another few blasts from her left from the AT-ATs on the beach. She was closing in on the ship, on Chirrut.

A smirk started to creep up her face as she came to that realization. She could see the ship now, Bodhi on the deck ushering in K2, Jyn, and Cassian. Baze was just a bit farther off, ushering in some of the volunteers, with Chirrut behind him. Grinning madly, Y/N picked up her pace. Chirrut looked in her direction as she went to raise her hand.

Before she could get a word out, her feet sunk...or flew. She wasn’t sure. Eyes wide, she realized she had been flung into the air. Instinctively, she rolled into a ball before blacking out.

Despite being blind, he had sensed Y/N close by. His heart rate increased as he called for Baze. Confused at seeing his life-long friend heading away from the ship, he lifted up his weapon and followed.

Chirrut sensed the remaining few pursuers were closing in on Y/N’s now limp body. Without a second thought, he readied his staff and stood right in front of Y/N. Confused, the troopers stopped to face him.

“You really shouldn’t have hurt her,” he stated sarcastically with an undertone of fury.

Just like that, he was off. Chirrut sprung on the troopers. Baze was behind him, hitting any one that attempted to run away. The blind man spun, knocking two or three heads. A man grabbed the staff, making Chirrut smirk to himself. He spun until his back was against the trooper’s chest.

“It’s not smart to hold something you don’t know how to use.”

A loud thwack connected the staff with the troopers head. Chirrut ducked and twirled his staff at an approaching trooper, flipping him into the sand.

“I’m sorry, didn’t see ya there,” he quipped. “Chirrut! Baze!” Jyn screamed from the ship.

Baze nodded and hurried to his friend. Chirrut was already bending over and picking Y/N up. He placed his forehead against hers with knit brows.

“She’s hurt,” he whispered. “Then we’ll bring her to Medbay,” Baze comforted, “We must go. They’re getting their weapon placed.”

Chirrut nodded. As quick as they could, the three made it to the ship. One of the volunteers took hold of Y/N as the other two climbed aboard. When he sat down, Chirrut asked the soldier to hand him Y/N. He complied, placing her head on his lap. Gently, Chirrut smoothed his hand from her forehead to her hair. He bit his lip as he lowered his head. She needed to recover from this; she had to...for him. He hadn’t told her how he felt. He had to tell her.

Baze lowered his own head as he heard him start to pray to the Force. Jyn watched, fiddling with her necklace. The ride was otherwise silent as they all hoped she would get through the pain and recover.

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[reythemandalor]

all i am saying is, if they wanted to introduce Eli Vanto into the mainstream canon, it would be smart to do it before Ahsoka, so audiences would be familiar with the character and thus less exposition is required later on.

Gee, if only there was a live action show about fighting the Empire set before SW Rebels, premiering before Ahsoka. . . . if only

[rogueonetrash]

Rogue One Family Game Night

-Mon Mothma forces them to have a fun night because they are all too stressed

-Of course Cassian sees it as a mission and stresses about it.

-he gets so many board games “You are going to play with me whether you like it or not”

-Jyn thinks the whole thing is dumb at first but then she gets way competitive

-She ends up mad because chirrut is the king of candy land “The force moves my dice”

- K-2 is also mad because apparently he is “strategy king” even though he keeps losing at Jenga to Bodhi

-Mon Mothma checks on them periodically and every time she has to yell at them to stop fighting

- Bodhi is having a good time though he loves little games

-especially Lincoln logs. He just adores everything blocks

-Catch him and Baze making a lego x-wing

- Cassians favorite game is hungry hungry hippos

-he just attacks the button until he wins. It’s a great way to let out anger

- Chirrut vs. K-2 at chess.

- The only game Cassian wins at is Clue and he’s so happy “IN YOUR FACE HA!”

-Baze LIVES for nerf battles with Jyn

-The most intense game of sorry you’ve ever experienced

-At the end of the night they all laugh and play uno and it’s a very sweet moment

-Mon Mothma can rest easy

[anotherimaginescollection]

‘I swear, if you mention the Force having helped you with that once more,’ you grumbled, watching as Chirrut sat down. There was a familiar smug smile on his face.

‘Ah, but of course it was,’ added Baze, somewhat bitterly. ‘It had nothing to do with his friend looking out for him. Or the –’

‘The Force will always protect me,’ Chirrut said, causing you to groan.

‘Imagine the money we could make if we took bets on how often he was going to thank the Force,’ you suggested in a low voice to Baze.

A small smirk slipped onto his face. ‘We wouldn’t have to keep walking everywhere.’

‘You know, I can hear you both,’ said Chirrut, causing you to chuckle slightly. ‘I might be blind, but I am not deaf.’

‘Ah, but you do have selective hearing,’ you noted.

‘We should move on,’ continued Chirrut.

‘Way to prove my point,’ you murmured, noticing that there was a small smirk on Chirrut’s face as he stood up once more, leaning heavily on his stick.

A/N: Gif credit goes to the respective owners; I just found them on Google (added the links in the captions).

[lady-sigyn]

A man once told me that rebellions were built on hope

The doctors and decided that even though Jyn was not severely injured she still needed quite a bit of rest to allow her battered and bruised body to heal. So for the next two evenings the med bay would serve as her quarters.

As much of a blessing it was to be alone, it also left Jyn with a lot of time to think. Especially when Cassian was in a bacta tank (his wounds the most serious out of the five of them) and Baze, Chirrut and Bodhi had also been given similar orders as Jyn, from the doctor, to rest. The three of them had been lucky to walk away with only minor blaster burns. Bodhi had gotten the worst of it but would be fine after a bacta treatment.

It was nearly midnight on Yavin 4 and Jyn still could not fall asleep. The events of the past few days replaying in her mind. Trying to figure out what she could have done differently.

The tears began to fall.

Jyn wiped at her face but they kept coming.

The evening after the battle of Scarif Jyn Erso lay in her hospital bed and she mourned. She mourned the loss of her father and Saw, she mourned, for the first time in years, she mourned the loss of her mother. She unknowingly mourned for the losses still to come.

And she cried because she had nearly lost Rogue One too. The rag tag team that, over two days, had become what she might just one day call family.

Jyn Erso cried for Cassian Andor. The man who had sacrificed 20 years of loyalty to the Rebellion, who always followed orders, and who, for the first time in years, would have to decide who he is, and what he wants.

She cried for the loss of Cassian’s best friend, K2SO.

Jyn Erso cried for Bodhi Rook. The man brave enough to defy the Empire but nearly lost everything in the process. She cried for the man who lost his planet, Jedha, the man who also lost Galen Erso.

Jyn Erso cried for Baze Malbus and Chirrut Imwe. The Guardians of the Whills who had lost their entire planet, their families, their friends, and yet they still fought for what is right.

And for the first time in years, Jyn Erso sat in her small, dark hospital room and allowed herself to feel all the anger, loss, frustration and fear that she had bottled up for years to protect herself.

And when she could cry no more, Jyn sat on that bed, and for the first time in years, she allowed herself to feel hope. Hope that everything would be okay.

Hope that had come back to her because a man once told her that Rebellions were built on hope, and that same man had followed her to Scarif because he hoped that they would find the plans for the Death Star and stop the weapon of mass destruction.

And she hoped that that man and their new found friends would all be a part of the same future.

Together.

A/N Alright so here is the second part. I don’t know how many parts I’m going to do, or if I will do more. But this actually turned out a lot better than I expected. And I hope that everyone who gives it a shot enjoys it. Feel free to let me know what you think. Also sorry for any spelling errors.

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@castiellover77 

[scribblesandimaginings]

Imagine being Chirrut's mute sibling

[certifiedskywalker]

Chirrut X Shy!Reader

i love your writings, can i request a chirrut x shy female reader ? thank you so <3

I’m sorry it’s short and if it’s not what you’re looking for!

As a Jedha native, you felt deeply connected with the Force, the Jedi, all of it.

It grew harder to live on the sand planet as the Empire took the kyber crystals, thus taking away any trace of what had been.

One day you were trying to salvage a shard of kyber when you lost it in the crowds of people being chased by stormtroopers

Among them was Chirrut.

The crowd lead you to the gates of the city and you started your way back

When you returned to where you saw the kyber shard, you could see Chirrut sitting on the ground

You were approaching carefully when he spoke.

“I hope you don’t mind, but I made into a necklace to further grace your beauty.”

He held up the light blue kyber shard, hanging by a loop of twine.

You took it, and sat next to him.

He turned his head to face you, his unseeing eyes found yours.

Despite him being unable to see you, you blushed.

“Your energy is embarrassed, why in the Force’s name are you shy?”

You remained silent, which caused Chirrut to shower you in compliments.

From then on you talked to Chirrut everyday.

As time went on you grew more comfortable around Chirrut, and Baze who he introduced you to.

You spent most of your time with Chirrut and Baze

Listening to Chirrut talk about the Force and teasing you about your shyness.

Baze would teach you self-defense and how to use a blaster.

“Soon you’ll be better than Chirrut!” He would say.

It got to the point where Chirrut got a little jealous of the time you spent with Baze.

After you explained what you had been training with Baze, to protect the kyber, to protect Jedha.

Chirrut admired your devotion to the Force, to your home. It was in that argument he first realized he loved you.

The day after your small fight with him, Chirrut made plans to sneak into the temple and spend the day there with you.

When you both arrived, you could feel the Force dancing around each corner of the old Jedi stronghold.

Chirrut told you the story about how we wished he had a chance to train with the powerful Jedi.

You squeezed his hand as he spoke, guiding him around the abandoned temple.

When his story ended, you both had reached the area of the temple where the Empire had been stealing the kyber.

It was a cave like room and the crystals that remained hung on the ceiling and down to the floor. Most were white but some, like the one around your neck, were tinted blue. Other were greenish and few were stained purple.

It was a dazzling sight.  

You both stood in the center of the room, your hand still linked to one of Chirrut’s.

He turned you gently, pressing his forehead to yours. And another blush crept to your cheeks.

“So shy, all the time.”

You smiled, “No, just around you.”

You closed your eyes, as did he.

And a blast rung out in the chamber.

Chirrut was quick with his staff, swinging it at the guards.

You grabbed one of the guns a trooper dropped after Chirrut hit him. You started to help hi take them down. Soon more stormtroopers flooded into the cave, and you started looking for an escape.

Your search ended with the loud sound of heavy fire.

You looked up at the entrance and saw Baze unleashing his fury of bullets on the troopers.

His fire allowed you and Chirrut to escape.

Once outside, Baze ran towards you, motioning to keep going

The three of you all managed to evade the Empire

But the look on Chirrut’s face made your heart break.

“We’ve lost the temple. We’ve lost everything.”

Chirrut was sad for a while after that.

You trained with Baze during the day, and stayed with Chirrut during the night.

One night Chirrut was angry, with everything, and he broke down.

“After I lost my family, my sight, The Force acted as my guide and now I can’t even protect that.”

Yo knelt down before him, your arm reaching up to cup his face. His unseeing gaze landed on you and you felt his full attention.

“You are one with the force. The force is with you. Remember, by following The Force, by living with it, you are protecting it.”

Suddenly, he was leaning forward and so were you.

The kiss was slow, very careful as if any harsh movement would break the other.

Everything after that was almost normal, except there was more affection.

He still teased you for being bashful around him.

And you’d hush him with a kiss.

Baze would fake gag cause he’s just too tough for all the love (he ships it tho)

You and Chirrut would often stay up late, exchanging stories and tales of The Force and your lives.

He opened up about his childhood and family.

From that you gained such a heartbreaking understanding on why he followed The Force so strongly. The Empire had not been kind to him as a child.

But with that knowledge, your bond with Chirrut only grew strong from there.

[theonewiththefanfics]

I’ll Always Come Back For You (one-shot)

Requested by the lovely @cassianandorxreader (I took your idea and added some bits, cause damn, am I Cassian trash! Can’t get enough of the guy. Hope you like it :))

Summary: Reader is Cassian’s girlfriend when a simple reconnaissance mission goes awry she gets captured by the empire. Cassian is not about to give up, even if it means going against the Rebellion.

Pairing: Cassian x Reader (also involves Rogue One gang; K-2SO sadly only mentioned)

Warnings: mention of torture, blood, swearing

Genre: a bit of angst, a bit of fluff

Word count: 4549 (Cassian is ruining my life, I can’t!!!!)

The town market was complete and utter chaos. What was supposed to be a simple reconnaissance mission turned into a full-on battle. They had not realised that the planet had recently been overtaken by the Empire, so now blasters shot in every direction.    Y/N was crouched down behind an overturned tent trying to spot Cassian or any of her Rogue One teammates. Internally she groaned. “Why did everything have to go to complete bantha shit today of all days…”

    A mission on special days was nothing new in Cassian’s and Y/N’s relationship, but today had marked their two year anniversary. As they had gotten on the ship Cassian, though he had tried to be inconspicuous as to what he had planned, had told Bodhi that they needed to be dropped off on another planet where a U-Wing would be waiting for them and he’d take her to somewhere special.    “You’ll love it, mi Corazon, trust me,” he had whispered in Y/N’s ear the previous night as they had lied together in their bed.    She hummed. “And if I don’t?” The teasing tone evident in her voice. To be fair, she’d be happy just to sit in their shuttle back on Yavin4 in the hangar and just talk, if only it meant to spend time with him.    “Then I’ll take you to the edge of the galaxy or as far as you wish, only to see you smile.” Y/N looked at the man with such adoration in her eyes, she couldn’t help the tears that had slipped down her cheeks.    “Mi Vida,” Cassian’s thumbs wiped them away, “what is wrong?”    “Nothing,” Y/N huffed a laugh and placed her palm on his rugged cheek, “you’re just so cheesy I can’t help but fear that one day our kids will melt in the Sun.”    Cassian stilled completely as Y/N fully realised what she had said. They hadn’t talked about their future because they didn’t want to instil useless hope. They were at war and any second could be their last, so Cassian and Y/N had made a promise to each other to spend every moment in the present.    “You want to have kids with me?”    She couldn’t read his expression. Y/N felt like her heart would break out of her with the force it was beating. She placed a trembling hand on Cassian’s chest and focused her stare there. “I know we have no idea what will happen to us. I mean we could be struck down by lightning right this second but,” she tried to gather her words, ”I’d like to imagine a time when all of this is over and we could start a family.”    Y/N didn’t look up to him. She wouldn’t be able to bear it if Cassian didn’t feel the same. Yes, she knew he loved her, but dating was one thing and starting a whole new life and bringing some more into the world was another.    “Mi Alma, look at me.”    Tentatively Y/N glanced up and saw Cassian’s own eyes filled with tears. “There is nothing in the galaxy that I would want more than to start our family.”    The two lovers couldn’t contain the large smiles that spread across their faces. They would outlive this war, they would make the galaxy safe and they would have a family of their own.

   Y/N’s Y/E/C eyes caught the sight of Jyn beating the living daylights out of three stormtroopers and right behind her Cassian was frantically scanning the crowd. A blast that whizzed right past Y/N’s head made her crouch down a bit more, but her aim didn’t falter as the beam went through her attacker’s head and she stood up.    “Y/N!” Cassian’s voice rang over the chaos.    “Go!” she motioned with her hands, “start the ship up, I’ll meet you there!”    Three troopers advanced towards her, but she rolled out of the way right as ten shots hit the ground where her body had been.    “Go! I’m right behind you!” she screamed at them as her feet carried her towards where Jyn was. With a last glance, Cassian ran to where they had left their shuttle. K-2SO had been critically damaged in a previous mission, so they had had to leave him behind on Yavin. He didn’t know where Bodhi, Chirrut or Baze were, he’d lost sight of them once the fight had started, but he caught the three figures running towards the ship as fast as possible.    Bodhi’s leg was injured, so his limping slowed the man down, to which Cassian quickly put an arm under his shoulder. Baze looked unharmed at all, while Chirrut sported a nasty cut on his forehead.    “Get the motors running,” Cassian instructed Bodhi, who despite the scarred flesh went towards the control panels with determination.    Baze’s gruff voice sounded from behind. “Where is Jyn and Y/N?”    “They’re coming, they were right behind me.” But as Cassian’s gaze scoured the alleyway there was nothing. The fight had died down and he could see Imperial ships lifting from the ground and up into the sky. Something was wrong. He could feel it in his gut.    Cassian stepped out of the ship.    “Captain?” Bodhi spoke up.    They weren’t coming. He couldn’t hear footsteps, not even one pair of them. The town had gone dead silent and that made ice fill his veins. Cassian’s feet acted almost on their own accord as he sprinted down to where the market had been.    Bodies of troopers and civilians alike littered the ground, yet he was looking for a particular red coloured jacket Y/N had been wearing. He feared the worst, of course, he did, it’s how being in the rebellion since the age of six will make you grow up, but he knew Y/N. If she was dead, then there’d be twenty troopers lying around her, yet nothing like that was even a remote part of the scene.    “Cassian,” called out a voice from somewhere behind him. He flipped over what felt like a dozen tables and rubble pieces when he found Jyn’s bloodied up form.    “What happened? Jyn, where is Y/N?”    She groaned in pain as her palm pressed against the nasty gash right by her temple.    “They took her, Cassian.”    If he had thought that fearing his love was dead could be the worst feeling in the world, this completely proved him wrong.    “What?” he couldn’t think, couldn’t breathe.    Jyn clutched onto Cassian’s arm as she slowly pulled herself up. “We got blitz-attacked. I didn’t see them coming, but Y/N did. She pushed me out of the way of a blaster, but one of those fuckers hit me on the head. The last thing I saw was her shooting three more, but one from the back knocked her out.”    She sighed. Y/N and Jyn had become fast friends, Jyn even thought of them like sisters. “I’m so sorry Cassian, Maker, I’m so sorry…”    “Don’t,” he stopped her. “Don’t apologise.”    Jyn was utterly confused.    “If they didn’t kill her, they’ll take her to one of the bases. Without a doubt, they will try and interrogate her, but she’ll buy us time with that. And while that is happening I’ll be damned if I don’t go after her and bring her home.”

   Cassian was more than angry, he was livid. He couldn’t wrap his head around the fact that Mon Mothma had shot him down when he told her Rogue One would be going after Y/N.    “That is an order,“ Mothma’s voice was calm, but he could hear that she was on the verge of snapping. “Y/N was an amazing strategist and an incredible pilot, but we can’t risk losing all of you just to go after one person. You are expected back on Yavin4 as there is already another mission waiting here. And Captain, Maker help me, if you disobey this order I will demote you and permanently station you on the ground.”    He gritted his teeth, but in a voice that resembled the calm before a storm hit replied. “Put me on the ground all you want, but I will bring back my girlfriend.”    “Capta-“ but Cassian had disabled their connection before Mon Mothma could finish a word.    He looked at the team, expecting them to protest and try and reason with him, but only affirmative eyes looked in his direction.    “Honestly, Cassian,” Chirrut said, “if you had gone through with her order I would have personally kicked you out into the void.”    Cassian smiled and looked at the galaxy out. “Let’s go get my girl back.”    Bodhi immediately started fiddling with the control panel. ”We have enough fuel to make two jumps, so we have to be precise in where they are taking her. I knew that somed-“ he rose on his legs to punch a few buttons above his head,”- ay this would come in hand.”    No one knew what he was talking about. “What would?”    “This,” Bodhi pressed a button and flipped a switch and in the exact second the ship was filled with the voices of who only could be the people from the Empire.    Jyn grinned from ear to ear. “You tapped their communication systems.”    A shy smile graced the man’s face. “Didn’t work the first few times I tried this. To be honest, I almost connected it in a way they could’ve heard what was going on with us, but Y/N,” there was a slight pause as he looked up at Cassian, “let’s just say that without her, the Rebellion would be six steps behind.”    Cassian’s heart clenched. There was nothing in the entire universe that meant to him more than Y/N. He knew her piloting skills were beyond what anyone else had ever seen, but her heart, her compassion, that was her biggest strength. Everyone on Yavin4 adored the girl and Cassian knew that if he had followed through with what Mon Mothma had told Rogue One to do, there was a 90% chance that the rebels would start a rebellion in the Rebellion.    Y/N could always bring a smile on the faces of even the most serious people. She always lent a hand if necessary and her thought process and strategising had helped them beat the Empire in more than one battle. Hell, even K-2SO told Cassian that he would follow the girl to the depths of any battle. Without any nudging from Cassian himself.    So when he heard that they had a prisoner and she’d be moved to a base on Dantooine Bodhi had already punched in the coordinates and got them into light speed.    The calculations told them that it would take around fifteen hours, even in hyperspace to reach the outpost. Cassian wanted to pull his hair out. Two, three, maybe up to six hours of waiting he could manage, but fifteen?    Jyn’s hand rested on the taught man’s shoulder. “She’s tough,” the woman tried to console him, “she’ll get through it and will probably help herself out. I mean, look at what she did with Bodhi, Y/N’s helping herself without even being here.”    Cassian couldn’t help the faint smile that pulled at his lips. “Yeah, she always has a way of getting to the goal. I just hope she pulls through for us.”    “She will, and you know that better than anybody, besides she’s way too stubborn to give up. She’ll just take it as another challenge, like the time she literally willed the flu away, just because she had made plans with you.”    Jyn stepped past Cassian towards the back of the ship. “And now, I think it’s time to find our beautiful uniforms and gear up.”    The woman’s steps faded into the background as Cassian’s eyes were trained on the millions of stars and planets whizzing by. “We’re coming for you love, and nothing will stop us.”

   Y/N’s head lolled forwards, eyes closed and breathing getting more ragged by the second. They had started out with punching and kicking. When that hadn’t worked the sharpest tools she’d ever seen were brought into the room. She’d barely contained the screams as they pulled the blades across her skin, sometimes even pushing them in her stomach or legs or arms to the hilt, but they did it with precision. They knew where to cut and stab, so it hurt the most, yet didn’t even graze an artery or a vital organ.    And compared to what she was feeling right now, she’d take a stabbing any day of the week. When Y/N hadn’t relented they’d turned to poisons. She’d lost count of the syringes that had punctured her skin, but it made her feel like she was on fire. Like thousands and thousands of Dantari fire ants were crawling underneath her skin.    She was flushed red and sweat was dripping down her body, but the worst parts were the hallucinations. She’d seen Cassian die so many times now, she didn’t know what was more painful- to see him die the first time and experience how it would be, the fact that she couldn’t do anything about it or that every time it happened he looked at her with disgust in his eyes as he said “this is all your fault. You could have saved me if you weren’t so weak.”    Her heart was beating so fast she knew any second it could give out. They had administered yet another dose of one of the poisons, and this time it wasn’t just Cassian it was everyone else too. Baze, Chirrut, Jyn even K-2 was there and she saw them all on their knees, hatred filled eyes looking at her as the troopers aimed their guns and shot.    Tears were constantly streaming down her face as a soundless scream came from her throat. Y/N had lost her voice in what felt like the first ten minutes of the poison’s work time. Or had she screamed for hours before it gave out? Maybe it was days, but she couldn’t tell.    Time had blurred together as she saw her friends die non stop in a vicious cycle. Blaster to the head, knife right across their throats, Force choked by Vader and on and on it went and on and on she screamed and cried.    Her Y/E/C eyes lifted to see the doors slide open and once again Cassian entered the room, only this time he was wearing an Imperial officer uniform. Her heart clenched at the thought that a new cycle of her having to watch her friends defect to the Empire and blame her for the death of the Rebellion would start.    She closed her eyes and let the tears flow freely down her cheeks. “I’m sorry, I’m so so so sorry. Please, you don’t have to do this,” but even as her voice rasped out the plea Y/N knew that would not happen and the next time Cassian would be joined by another friend of theirs.    Leather-gloved hands cupped both of her cheeks making her look up at the man. He felt so tangible to her, so real. Maker, was the drug more powerful than the previous one. She could even feel Cassian’s breath fanning over her face when he called her “Princesa”.    “Please, Cassian, don’t do this, please, I’m so sorry.”    “Shh,” he shushed her, “it’s all right, we’ll get you out of here. Jyn, help me with the restraints.”    A figure in a black Imperial ground crew uniform stepped up. Both of them. Both of them already had turned to the dark side and that made Y/N cry even more. She was going to plea for them again when Cassian’s thumbs wiped away the salty tears.    “Please, love, stay with me. We’ll get you out of here, just hold on a bit longer.”    Y/N brain felt fuzzy. None of the previous hallucinations had said anything like that. She couldn’t understand what was going on until she made the connection. They were here to save her and when they’d be right at the edge of freedom the poison would deliver another blow of making her see her friends die while trying to save her.    One thing was having them just captured. It happened every day to a lot of people. It was war, but being the direct cause of their deaths, being the reason they would die for, all because she had gotten herself taken made Y/N snap completely.    “I’ll tell you anything you want, just please make it stop. Please kill me and make it stop.” She knew she wouldn’t be able to live through that because it would be such a Cassian thing to do. To have all of them come and save her.    “Love, love, please calm down,” Cassian’s grip tightened on her cheeks, his own eyes were starting to tear up, “Amor, please stop. It’s me okay? It’s me, Cassian. And Jyn. Well get you out of here, I promise.”    Y/N shook her head vigorously. “No, you have to leave, you have to go and sa-“    “Not without you.”    “Please just go,” she hung her head down, or tried to, but Cassian’s hands stayed on her cheeks, “I can’t take watching you die one more time, I can’t.”    “Well, it’s a good thing we’re not planning on dying, at least not today.”    The metal restrains unclasped from her hands and feet and her neck. Y/N’s body fell right to the floor only to be caught by Cassian. “Come on love,” he whispered in her ear, “we’re almost there.”    He brought them out into an empty hallway. That was Y/N’s first sign, that it was not real. They wouldn’t leave her completely unguarded. As they rounded corner by corner there were no troopers marching, no one was patrolling and she knew what awaited her, so Y/N just gave in. She gave up in trying to snap out of the horrible fantasy because it would happen again and again.    And then their ship came into view. This was where they were going to be stopped and Cassian and Jyn would be brought down to their knees and executed right there. But as her feet touched the railing of the shuttle no one stopped them. Cassian escorted her onto the metal bench while Jyn pressed the button to close the doors.    Y/N glanced to her right and saw Bodhi firing up the engines and lift them off the ground. She turned her gaze to the window as she saw the planet of Dantooine grow smaller and smaller until everything blurred from jumping into hyper speed. She felt a rough pair of hands start tending to her many cuts and wounds and as her Y/E/C orbs looked to her left the tender smile of Baze was looking right back at her.    Cassian had crouched down and took her chin between his fingers. “Love?”    His eyes, they were full of concern and love and adoration and relief to have her here with him as he looked at the woman he loved.    “Is this real?” Y/N whispered, not fully wanting to believe the scene unfolding in front of her. “Are you real?”    “Yes, Mi Vida. I’m real.”    “But you can’t be real,” she shook her head in disagreement, “you were on Terril, you ran to the ship, but Jyn and I we were attacked…”    “And there is nothing in this galaxy that would stop me from coming back for you.”    His eyes were full of sincerity and truth. “Besides, if I hadn’t made the decision I did, there would’ve been a mutiny on this ship.” Cassian’s eyes flitted to Chirrut and he nudged his chin in the other man’s direction. “He himself volunteered to throw me out into space if we didn’t.”    “That I did.”    And Y/N finally let herself believe they were here. They had come back for her and they were alive and on their way back home. A laugh escaped her lips before she tried to clasp her hands over her mouth in order to keep the rest of the tears at bay, that were now threatening to fall, before hissing in pain.    Cassian’s own face mirrored her happiness, but concern overcame his features as he took in the state of his girlfriend. Bruises, cuts and blood covered pretty much every centimetre of her body. They had left her face unscathed for whatever reason, but she still sported a busted lip and eyebrow.    “You probably have a few broken and bruised ribs, as well as the possibility of a broken wrist,” Baze, who both of the rebels had completely forgotten about, spoke up as he looked at the swollen part of the woman’s arm, “and way too many cuts and wounds that need tending and stitching. If you’ll allow me, I’ll clean what I can, but everything else is better off left for the medics once we land.”    Y/N only nodded as Baze set back to work and disinfected and closed some of the cuts. Once he deemed that everything else was not that bad or above his skill set, his large body stood back up and with a last small smile, he went to see Bodhi and their coordinates.    Cassian immediately took up the place next to Y/N. He expected her to start apologising and he was ready to argue straight back at her, but Cassian did not expect what actually came out of Y/N’s mouth.    “You are going to be in so much trouble.”    He was baffled. “What?”    “You,” she pointed her chin at him then turned to where Bodhi and Jyn were sitting in the piloting seats, Baze looming over like a mountain, “and you,” letting her eyes graze their faces before moving to nudge her head towards Chirrut, “and you are all going to be in so much trouble.”    “I-I’m sorry, love, I don’t understand.”    “Oh don’t play dumb, Cassian,” Y/N retorted but there was nothing mean or malicious in what she said, “you went against Mon Mothma’s orders. She would have never let you come after me. One person lost is nothing against a whole team.”    There was nothing sad about how Y/N said it, she was simply stating the facts.    “Well,” Cassian scooted closer to the girl, gently placing her injured arm on his lap, “as I said. On this ship, you are more important than anything else, and we are a team, which means no one is going to be left behind if there is even the slightest possibility of saving them.” He rested his head against hers. “And I am never going to let you slip through my fingers.” Cassian gently turned her left hand so that Y/N’s palm was facing up. With shaking fingers he pressed a simple silver ring that started as one band but then split in two crisscrossing each other, and right where they looped over a single diamond sat. “If only you’ll let me…”    Y/N lifted her other hand and rested it against his unshaven cheek, making him glance at her. “Only if you let me make you smile each day for the rest of our lives.”    Cassian didn’t think he had ever been as happy, not even when he realised she also wanted to have a future with him. He gently pushed the band onto her left ring finger where it fit perfectly. He knew they were at war. He knew that there was a large possibility that there could come a time like this again, but he also knew that no matter what they had each other.    The couple didn’t see their friends smile from ear to ear as Jyn turned to Bodhi and already started to plan the wedding while Baze and Chirrut whispered to one another like two schoolgirls, giddy with happiness. They didn’t see them jump out of hyperspace and land on Yavin4 and they didn’t care as Mon Mothma herself stepped onto the ship.    Y/N and Cassian had one another to hold onto no matter what the galaxy would throw at them and as the medics made Y/N lie down on a gurney to be wheeled to the hospital ward, she knew that no matter what, Cassian would always save her, the same way Cassian knew Y/N would forever be there to get him out of trouble.    “I should station you and your team on the ground and never let you fly a ship ever again, Captain,” Mothma’s voice was what made him look away from his fiancée as they wheeled her to the hospital, “but I won’t.”    Her lips were pulled in a faint smile and there was no anger evident in her features, just love and approval. “Unless,” Cassian tensed, “you don’t invite me to the wedding.”    He laughed and then nodded his head. “Of course.”    “Go,” she motioned to where they had taken Y/N. “Your fiancée will want to have something nice to wake up to.” And he had never followed an order as fast as he did right then.    As he ventured into the medical wing he asked one of the nurses how long would the operation last, but to his luck, she assured him that Y/N was in no need of a surgery, she would just have to stay here and be monitored for a few days.    Directing him to the girl’s room he felt elated. When his eyes found her lying form, she was stitched up, bandages pretty much covering her whole body, but there was that gleam, that same brilliant smile stretched out on her face as the Rogue One team sat around her and they all talked.    Cassian entered the room and he swore the way she looked at him would make him pass out from the love exuding in the room. She patted the place beside her, motioning for Cassian to come and when he stood beside her, gently he leaned down pressing their lips together.    There was nothing that would ever be able to rip them apart and Cassian had never been surer of a decision he had made as his brown eyes caught a glimpse of the diamond that sat on her finger glint in the light.   

A/N: HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!

so apparently my brain doesn’t comprehend the word “short” but to be fair, I had so much fun writing this I am so not ashamed of it :D I have a Kylo and a Poe fic in the works, but in the meantime you can keep sending in requests if you please so, I’ll just add them to the list. Also, I should be adding a new part to the series soon enough :)

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[myriadimagines]

Preference: Star Wars (Rogue One)

How They React If You Died First On Scarif

Characters: Chirrut Imwe, Baze Malbus, Bodhi Rook, Cassian Andor, Jyn Erso

Warnings: Death and violence

Request: “Can I request a preference of what the Rogue One crew would do if they saw you die first during the battle of Scarif” - anonymous

A/N: Um???? How dare you?? 2 years after this movie came out and I’m still trying to recover and you hit me with this??? And I know everyone was scattered on Scarif but for the sake of this preference we’re going to pretend that somehow everyone’s together.

“I’ve got the plans!” Jyn yelled, pressing her finger to her communications device in her ear. Nodding at Cassian, she continued to tell the rest of the team, “We have to get to the top of the communications tower to transmit them!” 

“We’re outside!” you responded, your voice barely crackling through the device over the sounds of gunfire and explosions. “We’ll cover you!”

Cassian and Jyn were quick to escape and exit the storage rooms, finding themselves in the midst of the battle. They could see the ship they arrived in, where Bodhi was inside, scrambling to try and disable the force field. The communications tower was across the beach, and Jyn stared in horror at the AT-AT approaching. She could see Chirrut and Baze in the middle of the battlefield, shooting down troops, and you suddenly rushed up to her, grabbing her arm as you instructed, “You and Cassian stay behind me, I’ll clear a path!” 

The two nodded, not having any time to argue, and you gripped your blaster before running across the beach, firing at anyone in your way. Cassian and Jyn backed you up, and with Chirrut and Baze’s additional backup the three of you had almost made it. 

You turned around to make sure that Jyn and Cassian had kept up, and your expression fell when you noticed a stormtrooper had managed to sneak up from behind. He had pulled a grenade from his belt, and you watched in horror as it started to beep as it landed right behind Cassian. Knowing there was no time to outrun it, you pushed Cassian aside and curled your body over it, screwing your eyes shut as you hoped this would save your friends. 

Your name: submit What is this?

Chirrut Imwe

Chirrut could hear everything around him. From the sounds of blasters, the heavy footprints of the AT-AT’s, and your shouts to warn Cassian of the grenade Chirrut had heard land at his feet. Chirrut’s expression fell as he heard the subsequent explosion, as well as Jyn and Cassian yell your name. Chirrut felt something in his heart break, hearing the anguish and pain in Jyn and Cassian’s voice, the kind of pain which meant that you were gone.

Bowing his head, Chirrut seemed to drown out the sounds of violence around him as he pressed his forehead onto his staff, screwing his eyes shut as he could recall the sound of your voice.

“You are one with the Force now, y/n.” Chirrut whispered. “You are one with the Force.” 

Baze Malbus

Baze roared out your name as he saw you fling yourself on the grenade. Baze wanted to do something, anything, yet he knew there was nothing that could be done. He could only watch in horror as the explosion went off, taking your life with it.

The minute the explosion settled, he grabbed his gun and fired relentlessly at the stormtrooper who threw the grenade. Overcome with anger, Baze grabbed his rocket launched and fired at the AT-AT that was approaching, needing a way to vent his grief. 

He glanced over to where you were, a small part of him unrealistically hoping that you were standing there. But when he saw nothing but a crater, he gritted his teeth in anger as he fired at any remaining stormtroopers in Jyn and Cassian’s path. There was still a mission to be completed. He would have to mourn after it was finished. 

Bodhi Rook

Bodhi looked out of the ship, cheering to himself and pumping his fist in the air when he saw that you, Jyn and Cassian had almost made it across the beach to the communications tower. He saw the stormtrooper behind you before you did, and Bodhi didn’t even have time to yell a warning before he pulled out a grenade. Bodhi watched helplessly as you tossed yourself on top of it, just before it exploded.

Bodhi fell to his knees, and he felt something get stuck in his throat as he realised that just in an instant, you were gone. You were so close, Bodhi realised, and tears welled in his eyes as he heard Jyn let out an anguished scream. 

“y/n...” Bodhi whispered, your name now a ghost on his tongue. The horrible realization of your death seemed to sink in further, and Bodhi croaked out, “Oh God, no...”

Cassian Andor

Cassian had heard something clatter behind him before you ran towards him, pushing him forward, hard. Cassian tumbled onto the ground as he saw you jump on top of the grenade. His eyes widened in horror as he yelled, “y/n, no!”

He lunged towards you, not thinking clearly, but the grenade had already gone off. The explosion was still enough to knock him backwards, but it was not nearly as big as it would’ve been had you not blocked it. Cassian stared at where you were in shock, before screwing his eyes shut. He didn’t know whether he was feeling grief or anger, but he felt something inside of him was lost. 

Gritting his teeth, he forced himself up as he pulled an equally shocked Jyn to her feet. Knowing you would want the squad not to waste time mourning you and to keep fighting, he pushed her towards the communications tower and roared, “Keep going!” 

Jyn Erso

When you suddenly started running in the opposite direction, Jyn had no idea what was coming. She then registered the grenade at Cassian’s feet, and just as you pushed him aside, she knew that you were sacrificing yourself. 

“y/n!” she screamed, but it was already too late. Jyn could feel tears stinging her eyes as the fire and dust settled, and just like that, you were gone. She felt frozen in place as she stared at the crater the grenade had left. Hot, angry tears streamed down her face -- the Empire had taken so much from her. Her family, her friends, and now you. 

Cassian was the one who finally forced her to move, pulling her to her feet as he yelled at her to keep going. Finally letting her emotions get the better of her, she angrily gripped her blaster as she let out a frustrated scream, turning around and ruthlessly firing at the stormtroopers ahead of her. She was going to make the Empire pay. 

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"- And the Force... it will guide you." Chirrut said with a small grin. He could tell that you, too, were smiling as you stood in front of him, studying the weapon he carried around with him all of the time. That’s when Baze entered, a long sigh emitting from him. "Chirrut, you fill their head with nonsense." You looked from one father to another, waiting for either to continue. You didn’t exactly want to get involved when it included The Force - you knee too little. "They believe, Baze. You did too, once." "Once. Not anymore." Baze said, turning to look towards you. "Come along, Y/N. Let's continue with your firearms training." Well, you weren't going to give up that chance, but you felt bad about ditching Chirrut so suddenly, so decided to grab his hand and drag him along too. Needless to say that you all had a nice time, and no one mentioned the Force - although Chirrut knew that was the reason you hit the target dead on every time.