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"Happy with you!"
Well, I don't think we need to say more.
A conversation I had with @aho-chaan where I rambled with them about a lovely idea for Chai x Kale
Aho enjoyed so I asked if I could take a screenshot of this ramble ^^
Second Strike!
007 Fest 2020
Second collab prompt table fill (of 9), with a rare pair bonus and also fulfilling scavenger hunt item #81!
Thanks to @sparklycitrus and @lei-bin for the prompts!
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Take my writing prompt plz! Jyn finds out Cassian has never eaten (food of choice here) before, and Jyn makes it a personal mission to make sure he gets to try some. (In-universe if possible, but if you've got another AU that it's super well-suited for, then I'll take that as well!)
Jyn makes a mental note when Cassian admits he has never had nuna tikka masala. The team had been in the mess, discussing the especially tasteless rations the Rebellion had gotten on their last supply shipment. They all started daydreaming about what they wished they were eating instead of the powdery, congealing protein mixture. Jyn mentioned loving Nuna tikka masala. Cassian had tilted his head curiously, face otherwise blank while the Jedhans agreed with her. The spices made the dish deeply flavorful but not overwhelming. Next opportunity that arose, she would make sure Cassian got to try the dish. With all the places they ended up traveling for missions it should be totally feasible. It seemed a little silly, she supposed, but she had such strong memories of eating that dish with her parents on Lah’mu and then again with Saw and the Partisans. Eating it always felt a little like home to her. She wanted to share that part of herself with Cassian. She felt a warmth in her chest everytime he let some small detail slip about Fest and it’s customs, or even when he spoke his native Festian under his breath while they were each performing their various duties for the Alliance. What had seemed like such an easy task, turned out be ridiculously difficult. Every time Jyn was on a planet where the dish was common, she was with the Pathfinders. She refused to bring back leftovers and have him possibly get sick. When she was with Cassian, they ended up infiltrating posh Imperial parties, or visiting Imperial Academies. All the food was absurdly fancy and bland and a dish as comparatively loud as masala would draw far too much attention. Still, time went on and she had been trying to share this part of herself with him for seven standard months. She was very close to giving up when something struck her. Each time Cassian shared Festian food with her, or other cuisines he enjoyed, he made it himself. Not waiting on chance or fate or the Force to grant him the opportunity. The only problem was Jyn couldn’t cook. She could do the old standard of reheating canned foods or rehydrating powdered military rations, but she had never had the chance to make something from scratch before, with real ingredients. Maybe Baze could help her. She wasn’t sure she could handle Chirrut’s knowing bemusement. Bodhi might be able to at least give her directions. This in mind, she set about exploring the market near the rendezvous point for her pathfinder squadron. It seemed almost too good to be true, but she was able to get everything she needed. Kes Dameron looked at her a little funny when she climbed onboard with her purchases, but wisely kept silent. She sent him a back off glare just in case. This was a private matter. Cassian met the transport when they landed on base. No time to hide her purchases either. He waited until they reached their shared quarters to bring it up. “What have you got there, Jyn?”She weighed trying to hide them, but then decided he seemed to enjoy cooking, so maybe he would like making this with her. A new favorite memory for her favorite dish. She smiled a little and told him. His smile was a little wider, and his eyes crinkled gorgeously at the corners. She was right. He loved the dish. She, was pretty sure she loved him.
Nuna is space swamp turkey. I decided it was close enough.
Warm wishes for a joyful day!
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