#rebelcaptain secret santa

[ninsletamain]

I'm so excited to finally reveal my RebelCaptain Secret Santa gift for @jynersso! The moment I saw singer/band AU on your prompt list, I knew I had to jump on it. I had a blast creating this for you.

I hope you like it!

[delphiniumblooms]

HI @ninsletamain !!!!

HAPPY NEW YEAR and here is your gift fic! you asked for Roommates/Neighbors, College AU, Angst with a happy ending, Fantasy AU, Recovering in the sick bay, and Fix-It, and I think I've got at least half of these prompts!

Inspired by a true story from my friend Treagus and my own experiences as a college student staying in dorms :)

There is something wrong with Jyn's thermostat.

She's checked the set temperature about ten times already in the past two hours and she's sure it's at 15°C, which is the minimum. The actual temperature it's showing, however, is 35°C. Thirty-five degrees! That's almost human body temperature. And it feels like it, too. She's already stripped down to a bra and shorts, and she's still sweating.

She's opened all her windows and it hasn't even helped. There's zero breeze. It's supposed to be winter, but her weather app says it's 20°C outside. It's absolutely ridiculous. Climate change and all that, she supposes.

It still doesn't explain why it's 35°C indoors, though.

She really doesn't have time for this. She has an assignment due in two hours, but it's way too hot to concentrate properly.

She jabs at the ‘set temperature’ button again and groans. Fuck student housing and its stupid broken shit.

Maybe one of her neighbours will know what to do about it. Even if not, the stairwell has to be cooler than her room.

She crosses the landing and knocks on the door opposite hers. No answer. Bodhi must be out.

Sighing, she troops downstairs. Is she imagining it, or is it getting hotter?

She raps on the door of one of the third-floor apartments, and thankfully, it opens.

“Uh, hi,” she says to the guy who opens it. She doesn't think she's seen him before, but then she doesn't really talk to anyone not on her floor anyway.

He looks at her quizzically.

“Um, I live directly upstairs. I think my thermostat's broken. I was wondering if you know what to do about it?”

“No, sorry. I just moved in yesterday,” he replies, frowning. “I'm here on exchange.”

“Oh,” she says, then it occurs to her to ask, “Is yours working? It feels kinda hot here too.”

He looks over his shoulder, presumably at his thermostat. “Yes, I think so.”

“What temperature do you have it at?”

“25,” he says.

“Oh my god.” Everything is clicking into place now. “Why do you have it at 25? That's hotter than it is outside! No wonder it's a fucking furnace in my room. Are you insane?”

“No. I'm just cold,” he snaps, scowling, and closes the door in her face.

“Dude!” she yells. What is with this guy?

She balls her hands into fists and stomps back upstairs. Screw this. She really needs to work.

She heads back upstairs to grab her laptop and makes a quick trip to the vending machine on the first floor for a cold drink. Alternating between taking swigs from it and holding the can against her neck, she balances her laptop on her knees in the stairwell between the first and second floors and tries her damndest to bang out something halfway decent. It’s still warm here, but it’s better than upstairs.

She clicks the ‘submit’ button three minutes before the deadline and waves her hands around in an attempt to dry off the sweat on them. At least this is done.

She shuts her laptop, tosses the can into the recycling bin, and climbs the stairs. Sure enough, it’s still 35 in her room. How is she going to get any sleep tonight?

Where is that guy even from and what’s his problem? Honestly, she didn’t even know you could turn the thermostat that high. She’d complain to the resident advisor, but he’s never in. This is what you get when you pick the cheapest apartment that can’t pay its staff. Next year, she’ll save on something else and rent a nicer place.

For now, all she can do is cuss the guy downstairs out while dabbing at her armpits with a damp towel. She’s a computing student. She can handle a night without sleep.

She spends the next day asleep in all her classes, but mercifully the temperature outside dips to 5 at night, and even if the floor is a little warm it’s a lot more bearable.

A couple days later, it occurs to her that she should probably apologise to Third Floor Guy. The weather is better now, and she’s getting used to the slightly heated floor. Being hot always makes her irritable and angry, but that’s not really a good excuse to be mean to some poor exchange student. She is under no delusion that she’s a good person, but she feels like she should try. After all, when she first moved in here two years ago, it helped that Bodhi was nice to her. She knows it’s partly because her dad told him to, but that’s fine.

She tells him as much over chips in his room, and he nods. “Yeah, I think you… you should. Doesn’t hurt to… be nice.”

“Now?”

“Yeah, okay. I'll… I'll leave the door… open. For moral… moral support.”

She takes a deep breath, reminds herself that it's normal if he reacts negatively, and troops down to the third floor.

Her hand hasn't even touched the door when she realises that it's been left a little ajar. She raps on the doorframe instead, and there is a soft, pained sound in reply.

“Hello?” she whispers, a little frightened. When she gets no answer, she pushes the door open.

Third Floor Guy is lying on the floor, and oh goodness fuck there is a lot of blood.

Shit shit shit shit shit fuck. She rushes to his side and touches his face. “Hello? Hello? What the fuck happened? Are you okay?”

He doesn't respond, and she looks around in panic, trying to figure out what he did to himself. There is a smudge of blood on the corner of the desk above him, and it looks like he hit his head on it. Holy shit.

“BODHI!” she bellows. “BODHI, CALL A FUCKING AMBULANCE!”

“WHAT?” his voice echoes down the stairs.

Third Floor Guy has a head wound, and it looks like it's still bleeding.

“GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE AND CALL AN AMBULANCE!” She tries very hard to recall whatever first aid knowledge she has, and gets up quickly, grabbing the quilt off the bed and wadding it up, pressing it to the guy's head.

Bodhi comes crashing into the room. “Ambulance called. Ho… shit.”

“Yeah,” she replies. A thought seizes her. “Oh god, what if he dies thinking I'm an asshole?”

“Don't say that!” Bodhi snaps. “Is he breathing?”

She checks. “I think…?”

“Okay. Okay. How… how long—”

“They should be here in seven minutes,” she says. “If BBC Sherlock wasn't bullshitting.”

Bodhi stares at her and takes a deep breath.

“Don't you start hyperventilating, or I'm going to too and we'll use up all the oxygen in here.”

He breathes out. “Right.”

In a few minutes the room is awhirl with paramedics and Bodhi's looking like he really wants to get out of here, but she feels compelled to make sure this poor bastard is all right.

“I'll go with him. Help clean up later?”

Bodhi grimaces and nods.

She wedges herself into the ambulance with the stretcher and studies the pale, wan face atop it. He is dark-haired, moustached, and very thin. He looks ill, and small, and she starts to feel really bad about shouting at him for being cold.

“Will he wake up?” she asks the paramedic who's fitting an oxygen mask on him.

“Depends,” they say, and she wants to throw something.

They make her stay in the waiting area while they bring him to god knows where, and she paces nervously, then looks up a Wikihow article on getting blood out of carpet and texts it to Bodhi.

Will come back to help once he's ok.

Third Floor Guy ends up needing a couple of transfusions and a huge bandage covering one eye, but the stare she receives from the uncovered one when she's allowed to see him is very much alert and hateful and immediately makes her shift uncomfortably.

“I wanted to say I'm sorry,” she tells him. “And then I found you in a pool of your own blood.”

He continues to stare at her the same way, and she wonders if he didn't understand or he's sustained some brain damage from the fall.

“You're a university student?” a nurse asks him.

He nods.

“What's your name and major?”

“Cassian Andor. Political science and mechanical engineering.”

“Oh no,” Jyn moans. “He's still addled in the head.”

The nurse completely ignores her, checking this against a file they're holding. “No cognitive impairment,” they say. “You're all right,” they add over their shoulder as they leave the room.

“Seriously?” She can't help herself.

Cassian Andor shrugs. “Double degree.”

“I'm sorry—”

“They say I have iron-deficiency anaemia. Which is why I feel so cold. I never noticed because I come from a tropical country. It was a bad fall, but I got lucky. I'll get better.”

“Oh,” she says, feeling even more idiotic and terrible. “I am so sorry.”

“I'm sorry,” he says. “It's okay that you're hot.”

“Don't apologise. It makes me feel worse.”

But he turns his face towards her and gives her a small, lopsided smile that does things to her insides, and it registers in her head what he's said.

“Bodhi from my floor is cleaning your blood out of your carpet,” she blurts, because she can't think of what else to say.

“Okay,” he says, and his smile widens. He is a sight to behold, she thinks. The white bandage in his dark hair, the smile on his pale lips, the flirty joke despite the gravity of the situation.

“I'm not sure you don't have cognitive impairment.”

He shrugs again. “Who cares?”

[therebelcaptainnetwork]

Coming soon

It's almost that time again... Rebelcaptain Secret Santa time!

Start thinking about your requests and watch this space: signups open in just over a week, on Friday, October 11, 2024.

(What is the TRCN Secret Santa? It's an annual December gift exchange during which you can sign up to create a Jyn/Cassian fanwork - art or fic - and receive one made especially for you. Everyone is welcome to join!)

[flyfreeskylark]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Rogue One: A Star Wars Story (2016), Star Wars Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Cassian Andor/Jyn Erso Characters: Cassian Andor, Jyn Erso, Bodhi Rook, K-2SO (Star Wars) Additional Tags: Mentioned Chirrut Îmwe, Mentioned Baze Malbus, Alternate Universe - College/University, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - Roommates/Housemates, The RebelCaptain Network's Secret Santa Exchange, Cuddling & Snuggling, Huddling For Warmth, Light Dom/sub, Fluff and Smut, Panic Attacks, Sharing a Bed, Non-Penetrative Sex, Frottage, Come Eating, Clothed Sex, Naked Female Clothed Male, Getting Together, Idiots in Love Series: Part 3 of They Were Roommates Summary:

Jyn comes home from the library soaking wet from the rain. She's cold and asks Cassian to help her get warm by cuddling under his covers. Stuff happens. Feelings happen. They're idiots, your honor.

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Happy New Year, @oh-nostalgiaa!  I am thrilled to be your RebelCaptain Secret Santa this year because you were mine last year!  (I still love the fic you wrote for me last year and read it from time to time.)  It was fun to chat with you again and I had a blast writing this.  The prompts you gave that I used include: Cassian gets soft dommed and loves it, [a brief moment of] sparring turns sexy, [another brief moment of] dirty talk, and things happen while cuddling for warmth. You also said, "I love an au! Rom-com it up!" and asked for some smut.  The smut is a little unconventional, so I hope you like it.  This takes place in the same college/university AU as the other stories in my “They Were Roommates” series that I started last year for RCSS.

I hope you found some small joys this holiday season, and I hope the new year brings you happiness and success.  Cheers, my friend!

@therebelcaptainnetwork

[frostbitepandaaaaa]

Hallo!!! Tis me!! Your secret santa!!! I hope you're having a wonderful day!!!!

I wanted to know what is your favorite personal rebelcaptian headcaon and favorite headcaon you've heard from someone else?

Hope you have a wonderful rest of your week!!!

-RebelCaptian Secret Santa

hello, hello!! so nice to hear from you, my friend 💕

i feel like i have a lot of the same headcanons as mot others here, but one i have that i haven’t seen in fic is that jyn being the big spoon. i think she shows her love in a lot of interesting ways and one of those ways is through protection. i think she would like being the one between cassian and the door while they sleep. (ps if anyone knows of a fic where this happens let me know. otherwise i guess i will just have to write it myself! [like i wasn’t already going to do that anyway lol])

as for headcanons from others: i really really just love that this fandom has mutually agreed that jyn steals cassian’s clothes at literally any opportunity. it’s just so cute and i love it so much. i try to incorporate it into every fic i can lol.

thanks for stopping by! have a great rest of your week love!

[incognitajones]

hello, hello giftee! it's your secret santa here! i hope you had a great first week of December!

what is a trope/moment/scene/etc that you have watned to see more of (or any at all) in Rebelcpatain fanfiction? what about a trope/moment/scene that you aren't so fond of?

i hope you have a lovely week!

I'm having a great week, thank you friend! 😘

It's not even a guilty pleasure because I cheerfully admit it: sex pollen. 👀 I always want more sex pollen/accidental aphrodisiacs/oh no we must have sex for some convoluted reason. Also, I'm a big fan of that moment when someone who's been denying/ignoring their feelings admits to themself that they're Down Bad.

Not so fond of? Hmmm. This is harder because there are very few things I unequivocally dislike - usually, there's a take on a trope that I can enjoy. That said, there's a fine line for me between possessiveness (very hot in fiction!) and jealousy of a specific person, i.e. the kind of scene where a character is set up to be the "bad guy" by hitting on one half of the ship.

[vesper-1898]

Hi! It’s your RebelCaptain Secret Santa! I haven’t had much time to work on your gift, but I’m finally able to work on! I can’t wait to finish it and give it to you! I hope you have a great week!

Hello santa ^^

Oh dont worry this days are crazy. Take care :)

[therebelcaptain]

RC Secret Santa here! A question for you this fine November first…

What do you think are Cassian’s and Jyn’s favorite colors?

💙

sorry for the late response! been a touch busy with end of semester stuff 💀

good question! hmmm...

i think jyn would say that she likes a colour like green but secretly loves pink (and will punch anyone who dares to tell)

and for cassian, i think he would like something like navy blue but starts saying green because that's the colour of jyn's eyes (not that he would admit that to anyone)

feel free to disregard if you think it's out of character for either of them, though!

[shu-of-the-wind]

Hello, hello! Your RebelCaptain Secret Santa here!

I hope you’ve been well since my last message. I don’t know about you, but the days seem to fly by this time of year. It hit me today that the Rogue One release anniversary is coming up soon! Will you be sharing any creative works (either made by you or others) to celebrate? I look forward to it if you decide to share a thing or two. Stay warm, stay safe, and stay sane out there in the world.

Yours truly, RebelCaptain Secret Santa

AAAAA I CANNOT BELIEVE I MISSED THIS I'M SO SORRY MY SANTA

i didn't really have anything planned because i had a million work obligations that week, but i did rewatch!!! and sobbed like a baby as i usually do.

i hope your release anniversary was fantastic!!! and i hope you are having a fantastic holiday season.

[spacepandar]

Good Morning giftee!

I hope your Thanksgiving and Black Friday went well.

I’m currently hard at work getting your present done, and can only hope that you’ll like the final product.

My holidays were something.

I’m so looking forward to your gift! Thank you for your hard work!

I hope that you’re also making time for yourself though! I experience creative burnout pretty quickly so I hope you’re managing and taking care.

[ninsletamain]

OH MY GOD??!?! I'M IN LOOOOVE!!!! Thank you so much for this! You're spoiling me with the added snippet too. I'm so giddy rn. This is such a wonderful gif ;u;

my gift to @ninsletamain for the RebelCaptain Secret Santa, hosted by @therebelcaptainnetwork ! a modern AU scene with Jyn and her Bernese mountain dog, Mac, and chef Cassian with his German shepherd, Bee 💜

I'm honored to have been your Santa, I love your art! please check out her wonderful Luthen animation and her other amazing art 💜!

details below

I picture this taking place in New York, based on an AO3 tag I came across: "Coruscant is New York" xD. I hc it's this cheesy but also dark Hallmark-esque story:

Jyn is from the suburbs and has a storied, criminal past. She goes to the city to search for her missing father and a roommate, while Cassian is an immigrant who has lived there for years, struggling to make ends meet. He still works as an undercover spy and moonlights as a chef at a restaurant. By chance, he finds Jyn's ad where she's looking for a roommate and answers.

things get complicated when Cassian receives his mission from Draven. I hc the title as The Hit List.

happy holidays! a big thank you to Nins, it was so much fun working on this for you!

[ninsletamain]

Hello, it’s your Rebelcaptain Secret Santa checking in! Just wanted to say your otter art of them is otter-ly adorable by the way ❤️!!

Do you have any favorite headcanons for them? Sending you lots of love and holiday cheer!! :D

Aaaa hello again! I'm so sorry for getting back to you so late! And thank you very much! I love the otter pun lol

Here's what I envisioned while working on the piece. Everything in RO is the same, but only Jyn and Cassian are otters. Lyra and Galen would be too in extension I suppose. Everyone else is what they were in the film and interact with them nearly the same with the exception of a few things. Like K2 having to carry Cassian on his shoulder for added height. They speak in squeaks and Jyn has a tendency to bare her teeth and threaten to bite. Any possessions that Jyn and Cassian owned are shrunk down to their size. So mini blasters, packs, jackets, etc...

I think that's pretty much it! Ngl, I still want to draw a few scenes that play out in this AU. It'd be silly.

Bonus concept art that I did before drawing the actual piece:

[delphiniumblooms]

Giftee! I have my posting date for your RCSS gift, and it is the 29th of December. I can't wait for you to see this (shaping up to be) ~10k of fluff and friendship and pining and angst with a happy ending.

Okay, here's the snippet. Context: this is a conversation over text, when they haven't seen each other in person for quite some time.

C: Can you call me sometime? 

C: About what happened the night of the party

J: We don't have to talk about that

C: ok

Mwahahahahaha.

I hope you are all packed for your trip and you have a wonderful time!

<evil laughter fades into the distance>

WOW thank you so much!! super looking forward!!

it's really funny how he's just like 'whatever you say!'

i am having a lovely time in France, thank you ❤️

[therebelcaptainnetwork]

RCSS: it's check in time!

Hey, secret Santas! We’re halfway through the creation period, and about a month from the date when you’ll start to post your amazing gifts. How are things going? 

Remember to:

send your giftee some anonymous cheer

keep your inbox open for anonymous messages

watch for posting date sign-ups in a week or so

let us know if you need to drop out - no judgment!

If you haven’t heard from your Santa yet or have any other questions or concerns, please reach out to the mods via an ask and we’ll do what we can to help!

[flyfreeskylark]

hello my sweet giftee!! only a few more days until i reveal myself but i figured you might like to see a snippet of what is coming your way:

It’s in moments like these where she knows how good of a weapon she snatched out of Draven’s arsenal a year ago, when he went AWOL with her aiming for Scarif. Cassian puts a hand to his chest, all wounded lover, eyes wide and wet, lips parted. Even with the limp and the slight hitch to his shoulders from his sore back, he’s every part of him Riff the jilted sanitation worker. She knows it’s an act, but still; the shredded, blistering pile in her insides gives a horrible little wrench of pain. “Giba, can we just—” 

Ahhh! Can’t wait to meet Riff the jilted sanitation worker! What a great cover. And Giba all tortured-emotional over him…classic Jyn! I’m so excited!

I’ve only had time to read one contribution to RCSS today, but it was great, and I’m loving the posts and art. This is such a great tradition!

[frostbitepandaaaaa]

Happy December from your Secret Santa!!!! I hope everything is going well!! I saw your wip game was interested in #4. It gives angst vibes but I have a feeling it might be a different vibe.

In other news, do you have any holiday traditions you're excited for?

-RebelCaptian Secret Santa

awww thank you! hello dear santa! it is fairly angsy yes, that's for sure. but then again, is it really a rebelcaptain story without angst?? it's actually a missing scene! a cassian pov of what he gets up to between them returning to Eadu and the hangar scene.

i am so excited for decorating the house with my husband! every year we drink eggnog (with green chartruese) and watch Home Alone, Die Hard and Christmas Vacation while we put up decorations and dress the tree! we also make ourselves some steaks as well. have a fire. basically just the coziest stuff you can think of!

i hope you had a lovely thankgving, santa! thanks for stopping by! <3