#brassian

[r0b0tb0y]

Richard Siken, War of the Foxes

updated version

[laneboyheathens]

Diego Luna stop having incredible chemistry with everyone you share the screen with challenge

[chronicowboy]

andor season one, episode twelve: rix road | andor season two, episode three: harvest

[paperflower86]

Continuing with the theme of whumping Cassian Andor for fun and profit I give you fanart for @creature-song's excellent fic "Surrender to the Rain" which I've read and re-read more times than I can count now.

[ctrldao3]

I’m still here mentally tbh

[applesformyworms]

look at my farmers dawg my harvest's fucked😭😭😭

[notasapleasure]

the search for form and land (Mon/Brasso, E, 13k words)

Start the year with crackfic taken seriously, I say!

[ao3 link]

Inspired by @yavinbarber's exquisite vision for Moncassian, and all the Mon Mothma love across the Andor fandom, I vowed to make sure my blorbo didn't miss out on the action 😌

AU: Brasso survives his injuries on Mina-Rau and joins the lads' yurt in the wake of Bix's departure. One night, Cassian is delayed on a mission, and Mon takes up the hospitality that's offered in lieu of that which she was expecting. It's situationships and the ghosts of relationships all the way down, encompassing Mon/Brasso, Mon/Cassian, Cassian/Brasso, Cassian/Bix, Mon/Perrin, and Brasso/Talia.

Thanks to @colleybri and @tequila0341 for the betas! Thanks to @distressednoise for the encouragement, shout out to @excessively--diverted for shipping Mon/Brasso before it even occurred to me, to @elwenyere my companion in taking crackships seriously (go and read A Door Like This, Cracked Open!), and to @rotzaprachim for the Mon playlist whence I got the title:

David Bowie - The Man Who Sold the World

We passed upon the stair

We spoke of was and when

Although I wasn't there

He said I was his friend

Which came as some surprise

I spoke into his eyes, "I thought you died alone

A long long time ago"

Oh no, not me

I never lost control

You're face to face

With the man who sold the world

I laughed and shook his hand

And made my way back home

I searched for form and land

For years and years I roamed

I gazed a gazeless stare

At all the millions here

We must have died alone

A long long time ago

Who knows? Not me

We never lost control

You're face to face

With the man who sold the world

Who knows? Not me

We never lost control

You're face to face

With the man who sold the world

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ROUND 1

Kallus/Zeb

Brasso/Cassian

Voting ended onMay 7