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Kaelle (pronounced kaylee)

Kaelle -  Darkening skies and howling wind, forest floors blanketed in autumn leaves, record players constantly on your favourite song, old diners and the softest ice-cream you’ve ever had, tied flannel shirts and ripped denim shorts, jewelry boxes full of forgotten love letters, the soft babble of brooks and streams, flickering fairy lights on the back porch.

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5 for Cassian!

5. CRYING

oooof I mean he’s so closed off and has a hard time connecting to anyone (or letting himself connect to anyone), I’m sure he doesn’t believe in showing emotions or sensitivity or discomfort or anything that would signify vulnerability by crying. 

It’s probably a point of morbid pride -- he hasn’t cried since, like, his parents died, or something. Some major life event that marked the end of his childhood, and I would assume that would be the death of his father. So ever since then, between emotional or physical pain, he just clenches his jaw and works through it, or like, passes out. There’s no crying in underground resistance movements, etc. 

So idk I think it would be interesting if the next time he did cry would be from happiness -- obviously he hasn’t had much experience with such strong joy that it causes him to well up (his life is terrible, lbr) but somehow I just imagine like, the mystical magical scenario where #EveryBody lives and they rescue K2′s body or at least his memory files and then they plug it into another droid body and it turns out he’s okay and still alive for the given meaning of alive when it comes to droids: in that case, I think, Cassian would cry. Tears of joy, obvs, but: still. 

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3. ❤Bodhi and Cassian ❤

Cassian looked at Bodhi Rook, lying on the medical bed. Hebarely knew the man, they’d barely talked before the battle of Scarif. ButCassian felt himself drawn to the man. Even from the brief conversations thathe’d had with Bodhi, he knew that Bodhi was someone that would understand him.Bodhi was someone that he could see himself spending the rest of his life with.

Bodhi was unconscious though, had been since Scarif. Cassiandidn’t know exactly what had happened. All he knew was that Bodhi had beencovered in burns, had several broken bones (including his ribs and an arm), anda headwound. It was the headwound that had been (and still was) the issue.

He was amazed that Bodhi had survived – he was amazed that anyof them had survived at all. Cassian had been by Bodhi’s side since they hadcome back from Scarif. He didn’t want Bodhi to wake alone.

Was it weird for him to be hovering beside the bed of a manthat he hardly knew? Maybe he should leave.

Cassian stood up to leave but stopped when he felt a soft,weak grip on his hand. He looked down to see Bodhi looking up at him withbleary eyes. “Please, don’t leave.” Bodhi whispered.

Cassian closed his hands around Bodhi’s and sat back down.Bodhi wanted him to stay. “How do you feel?”

Bodhi grimaced. “Did we get the plans?” he asked instead.

“Yeah. Yeah, we did.” Cassian nodded. “The Death Star wasdestroyed yesterday, actually. You’re a hero.”

Bodhi licked his lips, eyes fluttering shut with exhaustion.“A hero?”

“Yeah, Bodhi. You’re a hero.”

Bodhi is a hero and anyone that thinks otherwise can fight me. And Cassian, Cassian will fight you too.

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I’m assuming/desperately hoping that both Isak and Jonas are alive? I’m also assuming that them disappearing/whoever took them did it on purpose and it wasn’t a crime of opportunity? Just binge read your whole blog and I love it!

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Side note: Thank you so much for reading! Glad you’re enjoying the story

[quicksiluers]

the hogwarts au!

He doesn’t know how long he’s been storming around the castle for. The halls are almost completely empty, save for a few stragglers who don’t dare meet his eyes. Even the lack of students in the halls infuriates him.

How could his uncle do this to him?

Robbie tried his hardest when it came to Hogwarts. Most of his free time was spent studying, either in the library or in the common room of the Hufflepuff house. It was rare of him not to be studying. It was a driving force, the studying gave him a purpose.

In every class, he was passing. He thought it would make his uncle proud, seeing how well he was doing. Eli didn’t want him to go to Hogwarts, never really explaining why. But Robbie had convinced him to let him go and though he would have to leave Gabe behind, he knew that there were times during the year when he could come back and visit his younger brother.

Christmas was the biggest opportunity for that and in the weeks leading up to it, Robbie could feel his excitement building. Telling Gabe about the school, what he learned, the people he met, it was one of his favorite things to do. Watching his brother’s face light up when he would explain some of the things happening in the castle was priceless.

Clicking his tongue, he continued walking. A letter arrived a few days ago from Eli telling him he couldn’t come back home. Something had come up and he was taking Gabe to meet some of their other family, but would be gone before he could come back. Robbie almost ripped the letter in half as he read it, tears pricking at the corners of his eyes.

That’s how he found himself walking around the castle, his emotions starting to get the best of him. Stopping around one of the courtyards, he sat in one of the open alcoves. Eli had become colder and colder to him recently. He could read it in the letters his uncle sent, the way he worded everything, like it was a job for him to do. Had he done something wrong?

He wrung his hands together, biting his bottom lip to the point of breaking skin. Robbie just wanted to see his brother. He wanted to be in his presence, hug him, anything. Just hearing his voice would be enough.

The snow fell silently outside, the courtyard covered in the white flakes. It was peaceful. Calming to Robbie. Staring out, he took a deep breath. It was crisp, the cool air a welcome distraction. Though he couldn’t go home, he enjoyed the peacefulness of the castle being almost empty. At times it could be chaotic to a point where he thought he would lose himself.

He sat there for what felt like hours. Thinking about what he could do with his free time, what parts he could go and explore. That way, the next time he would see Gabe, he would have even more stories to tell him.

A grumbling sound interrupted those plans. Robbie glanced around, praying no one heard his loud stomach, and hopped down from the alcove. Walking down a hall, he rubbed his hands together to bring some warmth back to them. Sitting by an open window in chilly weather probably wasn’t the smartest idea.

As he walked towards the dining hall, he caught a glimpse at one of the giant Christmas trees the school put up. Going to school here did have it’s perks. Before being at Hogwarts, Robbie had never seen a tree so tall. Most of the times, his family would get a smallish tree, whatever was easy to afford. He didn’t mind it, decorating it with Gabe was majority of the fun.

That’s when he noticed her. Standing at the foot of the tree, a girl with shoulder length hair seemed to be lost in thought. Robbie slowed his pace. Something about her seemed familiar.

A memory crossed his mind, an apology echoing, and that’s when he knew.

Daisy Johnson.

They had met only briefly a few times. She had bumped into his one morning as she rushed to class and knocked him over. She had frantically apologized before running off again, leaving him stunned on the ground.

After that, they had only had the chance to introduce themselves to each other. She had apologized again, though in a more relaxed tone. He had seen her around the hallways, chatting with her group of friends that he came to recognize. There always seemed to be someone around her. It didn’t surprise Robbie, he could tell she had a welcoming personality. He felt it when they talked once or twice.

But now she was alone, and there was something there Robbie had never noticed before. She seemed...lonely. Wiping away all the other things around her, watching her look at the tree, he could feel it. He knew the look of someone wishing to be somewhere else. To be around loved ones, to share moments with people.

Glancing from the dining hall to Daisy, he let out a huff. What was the hurt in asking?

“Hey!” he called out, walking towards her. She jumped slightly, her head turning a few different ways until she noticed him.

“Robbie Reyes…” she muttered, crossing her arms, “Thanks for the small heart attack.”

He shrugged slightly, “Caught your attention though, didn’t it?” He looked up at the tree, whistling. They really did outdo themselves with the decorations each year.

“They always have the best trees here I think.” he stated, looking back at her. Her arms were still crossed, but she seemed more relaxed. The confusion on her face was evident, though something close to amusement was tugging at her lips.

“It is a little crazy how hardcore they go here in the castle when no one is around to see it during the holidays.”

There’s a bite in her tone that jumps out to him, “Do you not like it?”

“No! No I like it, it’s…” she paused, looking anywhere but at him. Was she nervous to tell him something?

“I just wish more people got to appreciate the stuff, you know? When we’re all busy with school work and everything, you can’t see some of the finer details. But when no one’s here...that’s when you see the little things.”

She reached out and lightly tapped a few ornaments. To Robbie’s surprise, they hopped off the tree and began to float around them. The twirled in the air, the glitter one of of them sprinkling off on the two of them. Daisy laughed, watching the ornaments dance around above the, and he couldn't help but smile as well.

As soon as it began, it ended. The ornaments floated back into their places on the tree and once again were still.

“That was…,” he couldn’t keep the smile off his face, looking to the tree and then to her, “How did you know they did that?”

For a moment, he see’s her freeze. It was small, but he could see the frown that threatened to appear on her face, the loneliness he had seen before. But as quickly as it was there, it was gone. She smiled, bouncing on her toes, before playfully shrugging, “I just happen to stick around the castle a lot for the holiday break. Once you do, you discover a few things.”

It clicked for him then. How many of these breaks had she been here alone? He had been upset to not be able to go home, but for Daisy...she didn’t have a home to go to.

The loneliness, the quiet sadness he saw, he knew all about it. When his parents had died, it felt like the world was caving in on itself. There was no warm home to go to, just the orphanage until their uncle could find the time to get them. Gabe had been the thing to keep him from the darkness, to provide a light when there seemed to be none.

But did Daisy have that? How long had she been alone, did she ever have a home? The questions raced through his head as he watched the smiling brunette, who kept poking at some of the other ornaments. Her smile was as bright as the lights on the tree, though the bags under her eyes told the story of a girl who was tired.

He wanted to know Daisy Johnson more. To learn more of her story, to be in her presence. There was something there, something he couldn’t explain. But it attracted him to her, on a level he didn’t know.

“Well,” his voice caught her attention and her eyes locked on his. They stayed like that for a long moment, both of them trying to read the other, “I’ll be here all break. Maybe you could show me some of the things you found while you explored?”

She studied him silently and he felt himself become nervous. Was she going to reject the invitation? They barely knew each other, there was no need for her to show him around. But in his heart, he hoped she would agree. Being able to spend time with her, to understand her more, to get to know her. As he stood there waiting, that’s what he realized. There was more to Daisy then what she showed on the surface.

Her smile grew on her face as she nodded, “I would love to! I never get the chance to show people around more when school is in session, you know how busy it gets around here.”

“Yeah, it can be like a zoo. Try to cross over the hallway and you almost get run over by a stampede of first years.”

A laugh escaped her, “Oh yeah, that’s always fun to deal with,” she paused, tilting her head, “You know...we’ve never really gotten the chance to talk like this before Robbie. I like it.”

His heart may have skipped a beat, he wasn’t completely sure, “Yeah, me too. I mean, getting run over you in the hall wasn’t the best scenario but…”

“Oh my god, that was so embarrassing. I’ve apologized for that right?” When he nods, she sighed in relief, “Being late for Professor May’s class is one of my worst nightmares. She’s nice, but is super strict about time.”

“I haven’t had the opportunity to be in a class of her’s yet,” he replied, tapping his temple lightly, “But I’ll keep a mental note of that when I do.”

A loud rumble interrupts them and Robbie wants to bury himself in the ground. Of all the times for his stomach to remind him he’s hungry!

Daisy looks at him blankly for a moment before bursting into laughter. She tried to cover it up with her hand, but her shoulders shook as she continued, “I-I’m sorry,” she giggled out, “That wa-was just so unexpected?”

“Yeah...must have forgotten I was going to grab lunch.”

“Well! We mustn't keep you from food then!” she declared, linking her arm with his, “I was thinking about getting lunch anyway so this is perfect timing.”

Her body was pressed to his side and he almost wanted to melt. He tried not to notice how nice she she smelled, or how strong her arm was crossed with his. But he doesn’t pull away from the contact, embracing it with a bit of excitement.

The two of them fell into step with one another as they walked to the dining hall. He would still be upset about not going home for the holidays, but finding Daisy would turn out to be one of the best choices in his life.

[quicksiluers]

thank you so much!! that means a lot :) I’m breaking these up into two different posts! so here is the partners in crime au, sorry this took so long!

Daisy slumped down in her seat, looking out the window, “I don’t see why you are making such a big deal out of this. Just tell the guy to wait til we finish this thing in San Francisco!”

“Because,” Robbie replied, glancing at her quickly, “This guy was an old contact of mine and he needs it done now. Why can’t we wait on San Francisco and do this job first?”

“By the time we get done,” she explained, her annoyance rising, “the guy and his gang will be long gone!”

He mumbled something in Spanish under his breath and she has to stop herself from rolling her eyes. This whole conflict shouldn’t have been an issue in the first place. 

There was a gang in San Francisco that was carrying around thousands of dollars worth of diamonds. She had gotten the tip from Elena, who was doing some business there herself. But she had specifically stated that the group would only be in town for a few days. A small window to work with, but her and Robbie had dealt with worse. They were a deadly duo and could make quick work off of a sloppy gang like this.

Robbie, though, had other ideas. Someone from his past got into contact with him, though Daisy wasn’t sure who. Which made her nervous. Could they even trust this guy?

The deal was that his buddy had gotten almost a million dollars snatched from his house. Robbie mentioned that it was probably a rival gang, but Daisy wasn’t so sure. It was all unclear and even he didn’t know a lot of the details. But Robbie’s the type of guy to always hold a hand out to help friends. Even if it caused them trouble. And it usually did.

She rubbed her temples, this whole thing was becoming more and more of a headache.

“Look, I know you were friends with this guy Robbie. But this just doesn’t sound like a good plan, you’ve got to see that.”

His grip on the steering wheel tightened and she noticed his jaw clench. Oh, so he did agree with her. He just wouldn’t say it.

“I just…,” he paused, eyes focused on the road, “This guy helped me out alot when I was younger, helped with Gabe…”

There it was.

Gabe was a sweet kid. Currently he was off at college, getting degrees in things that Daisy sometimes couldn’t wrap her mind around. She remembered the first time she met the younger Reyes brother and immediately could pick up on the likenesses of the two. It was uncanny really.

Robbie loved Gabe more than almost anything. He told her, once he could trust her, what had happened to his brother and him. How their uncle dealt with gangs and had a hit put out on them, almost killing Robbie and paralyzing Gabe. How Robbie tried to work to keep the house and complete school at the same time, to the point of exhaustion.

Anyone that helped with Gabe always held a special place for him.

“Ok,” she whispered, turning her body towards him, “If we go on this heist, we have to get all the details. I’m not walking into some shitshow like the last friend we tried to help.”

“That guy was a scumbag, I should have nev-”

“I know,” she interrupted, holding up her hand, “So this time we have to plan better. And we’ve got plenty of time to do it.”

A ghost of a smile tugged at his lips, “Thank you Daisy. This guy…he’s a good man.”

She nodded, patting him on the shoulder. She would have to text Elena and let her know they weren’t coming up. But that was ok. She could tell this was something Robbie wanted to do, something he felt like he needed to do. How could she tell him no?