feed me, mememore ([personal profile] sneaks) wrote in [community profile] bakerstreet2019-04-04 05:56 am

I can't help falling in Shipping Picture Prompts with you


the shipping picture prompt
meme

SIMILAR TO THE PICTURE PROMPT MEME & THE SMUT
PICTURE PROMPT MEME ONLY FOR SHIPPING.

i. COMMENT WITH
CHARACTER
ii. OTHERS LEAVE A PICTURE (OR TWO OR THREE....)
iii.
REPLY TO THEM WITH A SETTING BASED ON THE IMAGES.

THIS POST WILL BE IMAGE HEAVY.



Link to an image:
 

Embed an image in your reply:
 

You can control
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open_rebellion: (01 we are stardust)

I am desperately bad about letting things drop but I hope you like to play anyway :x

[personal profile] open_rebellion 2019-04-08 08:02 pm (UTC)(link)
one / two
rebellionbuilt: (cassian - ducking head ; glancing up)

No worries! I'll be around for whatever whenever. (And yes, I do like to play)

[personal profile] rebellionbuilt 2019-04-14 06:59 pm (UTC)(link)
It was quiet for once, the usual hustle and bustle on base a fraction of what it usually was. If Cassian was being honest with himself, it was a little unnerving. Was it the quiet before the storm? Who was he to say?

All he could say was that without anything pressing to devote his attention to, he felt a little lost and listing, like a ship adrift. There were probably plenty of places an extra pair of hands would come in handy, but -

But instead of entering the hangars, or heading towards comms, Cassian finds himself striding down hallways as purposefully as he can manage, the expression on his face hopefully more than enough to keep anyone from trying to waylay him from his intended path.

He probably should have sent a message first, but it was too late once he found himself standing in front of Jyn's quarters - almost knocking but not quite.

Get a grip, he told himself, and finally knocked, three short raps in succession before standing back and waiting. Maybe now that there was time and opportunity to do so, they could discuss some of the things they had only touched on before.

Maybe not.

At least they'd be together.
open_rebellion: (14 we are billion year old carbon)

[personal profile] open_rebellion 2019-04-14 09:21 pm (UTC)(link)
After a life of running and leaping into the unknown, Jyn had landed somewhere, though she still wasn't sure how she felt about that. It had downsides, and it had upsides -- but she still felt uneasy in the lulls between the doing.

The knock on her door sends a jolt across her body, knowing it was no emergency, nothing that would send the base into paroxysms of activity. She opened the door with a mechanical woosh, and she felt her stomach follow it, to come face to face with Cassian. "Hi," she greeted him softly, with a slight smile.
rebellionbuilt: (cassian - all the way)

[personal profile] rebellionbuilt 2019-04-14 10:59 pm (UTC)(link)
She hadn't come of her own volition - she'd been thrust into it - and Cassian understood that it was probably taking a toll, even if Jyn had never come out and said as much.

Maybe it was selfish of him, but he was terrified of the possibility that one day, she'd just decide to leave, to find a life as far away from the center of things as possible, and she - she would have every right to.

She hadn't come into this willingly, like so many others had.

But those thoughts cease taking precedence in the forefront of his mind as the door enters and Jyn finally comes into sight, greeting him with that slight upturn of her lips, as welcoming as it had ever been.

For a moment, Cassian thought he couldn't breathe. But finally, his lips twisted up to match hers, and he nodded his greeting as well. "May I come in?"
open_rebellion: (08 well maybe it is just the time ofyear)

[personal profile] open_rebellion 2019-04-14 11:54 pm (UTC)(link)
As though she could refuse Cassian anything, now -- after the things they'd been through, when they were still strangers. It was a strange thing, to trust someone so deeply and feel as though you knew them when, objectively, you didn't. But nothing about her life or his might have been mistaken for normal, or usual, or whatever the opposite of 'strange' might be.

"Yes," she agreed, and stepped back, so he could enter. It wasn't a particularly grand space, but it was hers. "I didn't get any notifications for orders or anything -- is something happening, or--"
rebellionbuilt: (cassian - outdoors ; windswept ; squint)

[personal profile] rebellionbuilt 2019-04-15 04:53 am (UTC)(link)
There hadn't been the time. But now there was a pocket of peace, and Cassian didn't want to squander it. When would they have another? It might never come. So, here he was, and he felt his heart beating into life, and he hardly knew what to make of it.

He nodded and took one step into Jyn's quarters, and then another, and then turned and quickly shook his head in response to her questions. "No - no, nothing's wrong, Jyn, I just wanted to come and see you."

Here, he had the good graces to look a little chagrined. "I realize I should have asked first."
open_rebellion: (Default)

[personal profile] open_rebellion 2019-04-15 01:16 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh," she says at his first pronouncement -- how many times in her life had that ever been said, that nothing was wrong? Not many, at least since she was a little girl, and how many of the times her Papa said it been a lie anyway, told to protect her? It might not be worth contemplating.

He entered and they stood awkwardly for a moment, before he started again. "No, it's okay --" she tried to interrupt. "I mean -- you're always welcome." For what that was worth. Thinking it might be better if they sat, she went ahead and sank down on the edge of the bed.
rebellionbuilt: (cassian - downcast)

[personal profile] rebellionbuilt 2019-04-15 04:38 pm (UTC)(link)
It was a phenomenon that Cassian wasn't much accustomed to, either. Perhaps that's why he felt such unease - surely there was something that needed attending to. They could be running drills or making repairs on their ancient equipment, or making plans, or ...

So, while Cassian didn't really know what to do with all of his nervous energy, he was here, and he was present, and he was touched when Jyn said that he was always welcome. It hadn't felt that way, when they first met, but now that they'd gotten past that initial distrust, now that they'd been through so much with each other, it felt good to know that she was there to have his back. And he hoped she knew the same of him.

She sat. He followed, clasping his hands in his lap once he was settled. Why was it so difficult to figure out what to say next, what to do? His brows knitted together in concentration, and when he opened his mouth, it was a soft - "How are you?" that emerged.

Why he hadn't thought to ask sooner, he'd never know.
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[personal profile] open_rebellion 2019-04-15 07:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Not that Cassian was ever at ease, per se, but this was a level of nervous energy previously unknown to Jyn -- or at least he was usually better at containing it. The question is so mundane that it shocked her more than just about anything else he might have asked. "Fine," she answered, a bit guarded, as though things would suddenly not be fine. "Sleeping better."
rebellionbuilt: (cassian - observing)

[personal profile] rebellionbuilt 2019-04-15 07:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Too much time on his hands, and little to occupy that time, it was a disaster in the making. And, truthfully, Cassian felt like a disaster as he sat next to Jyn and tried not to make a fool out of himself.

It was different while on a mission, he could give orders with authority, and put away every other emotion in it's own little box in order to get the job done.

But now, there was no objective. It was just the two of them, and it was far more awkward than he was anticipating. What was he expecting? For her to break down and tell him everything that was bothering her? Idiot.

"Right", he responded, nodding his understanding. "That's good."
open_rebellion: (14 we are billion year old carbon)

[personal profile] open_rebellion 2019-04-15 08:53 pm (UTC)(link)
They were two disasters of people, then, sitting in her tiny bunk on a base in the ass-end of the galaxy -- what were they to do? Or, at the very least, could she get him to relax even a bit?

"Are you well?" It was, of course, relative for them.
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[personal profile] rebellionbuilt 2019-04-15 10:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Cassian was more accustomed to brushing his own wants to the side in order to focus on more important things. So it also wasn't easy to access them or know the first thing about what to do with them.

He was trying. It was a lot awkward and a little uncomfortable, but he was here and he was trying.

After a pause, his lips twisted into a wry little smile, and he chanced a sidelong glance at her, just to see her expression, to see if he could try to read it. "I'm still here", he slowly replied, shrugging slightly. "So I suppose that must count for something."

It was as close to saying 'no' as he was comfortable offering. After a beat, then another -

"You?"

Idiot.
open_rebellion: (01 we are stardust)

[personal profile] open_rebellion 2019-04-16 03:11 am (UTC)(link)
Brushing? Cassian shoves them aside, not that Jyn's any better. Such was the nature of their lives, where there's just the war. The actual war, of course, but the war inside as well. "Same," she answered, with the same slow smile. "I don't suppose I can complain about that."
rebellionbuilt: (cassian - looking down)

[personal profile] rebellionbuilt 2019-04-16 03:20 am (UTC)(link)
That ... was an astute observation. Cassian had said as much, back during that heated confrontation on Eadu, but never gone into any more details. War, for all intents and purposes, was the only thing he knew. But he was trying, here and now, to learn something else.

"I'm glad you are - ", he started, his voice a little more certain. "Still here. With me."
open_rebellion: (12 we are stardust)

[personal profile] open_rebellion 2019-04-16 04:34 am (UTC)(link)
Jyn was no fit teacher, but... perhaps they could learn together.

She turned to face him, tucking her legs in crossways. "I've done my best to keep it that way," she said. One of her hands comes out in front of her, palm turned up -- perfectly available for touching, or holding, if he had a mind to do it.
rebellionbuilt: (cassian - w. jyn ; orbiting)

[personal profile] rebellionbuilt 2019-04-17 04:11 pm (UTC)(link)
There would probably be missteps and misunderstandings, maybe even hurt feelings, but Cassian wanted to believe the ups and downs would still be worth it in the end. Maybe it was about time that these two broken people could find some semblance of happiness with each other. Maybe.

She turned and rearranged herself, and when their knees touched, he thought that might be enough. But then she turned her hand over, and it seemed like a silent invitation to take it. Still, Cassian hesitated before reaching out, and even paused before he touched fingertips to hers. But when she didn't yank her hand away, he felt comfortable enough to press his rough palm to hers and clasp it gently. "Yeah. Me too."
open_rebellion: (Default)

[personal profile] open_rebellion 2019-04-17 11:43 pm (UTC)(link)
She wasn't sure why she expected his fingers to be cold when they touched, but she had been, but they weren't. His hand was warm, and it felt nice in hers. She squeezed his hand gently -- see? Nothing to worry about. "So far so good, then." Remaining with one another, and whatever this experiment was.
rebellionbuilt: (cassian - breath)

[personal profile] rebellionbuilt 2019-07-02 08:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Cassian didn't have an ice-cold heart, either, although there were probably some who held that opinion of him. Jyn squeezed his hand, and he inhaled audibly, surprised by the sensation.

He couldn't remember the last time he had been this close to someone - or shared the contact or the comfort of it - that had been because he'd wanted to rather than had to in service of the cause.

"I wanted you to know that I'm ... I'm here for you ... if you need me to be."

You're not alone.
open_rebellion: (14 we are billion year old carbon)

[personal profile] open_rebellion 2019-07-03 12:36 am (UTC)(link)
Jyn never would have been accused of warm and fuzzy either. But now her heart fluttered, a strange sensation that she didn't hate. She loosened her grip a little, but kept hold of him. It's taking a lot of effort to put it into words.

"I know." She smiles. "And I'm... you know, the same." It had sounded way better when he said it. "I didn't think I'd ever find someone like you."
rebellionbuilt: (cassian - looking down)

[personal profile] rebellionbuilt 2019-07-27 09:19 pm (UTC)(link)
It felt right, though, that Cassian could show this part of himself with Jyn. And it made him feel all the lighter to feel as though she accepted him for it, and that she felt safe enough with him to show him some of the same.

His lips pulled up into a surprised smile and he ducked his head, immediately wanting to hide, even though he knew he should have shared it with Jyn without fear. He didn't think he was particularly worthy of the sentiment, but it certainly made his heart beat a little further back into life.

"Didn't think we'd get to this point, but ... I'm glad we're here."
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[personal profile] open_rebellion 2019-07-29 04:22 am (UTC)(link)
This was a strange conversation, but not in a bad way. The tension was fading, but slowly, as they showed each other more of themselves. Jyn laughed quietly to see him duck his head, an uncharacteristically bashful move. "And now?" she said teasingly, though she doubted he had any more idea than she did.
rebellionbuilt: (cassian - w. jyn ; together)

[personal profile] rebellionbuilt 2019-08-04 07:06 am (UTC)(link)
Strange, but ultimately necessary, if only just so they had an understanding of where they stood with each other. More conversation on that particular topic would probably need to be had, but this seemed the best way to start down that path.

Cassian breathed out a noise that could have been called a laugh, finally raising his eyes to meet Jyn's once more. "Your guess is as good as mine."

But hopefully, they'd have time in which to figure it out.