I’d like to nom. @oh-nostalgiaa for a surprise fic. She posts about one of her online profs being kinda cute, so maybe an AU on that where Cassian teaches an online class Jyn takes?

lyresandlasers:

to: @oh-nostalgiaa

from: @vaultfox

[For those unaware, I’m trying something new for the Holidays this year; I asked people to nominate someone for a gift fic that I would write for them, that way, if you give, you also receive something, so that means two people get a new fic and I can reward the generosity that I find important about the Holidays. Everyone wins! Thanks for being my guinea pigs!]

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“Three classes a week, an hour and a half online lecture, drop-box for assignments…” Galen lifted his eyes from the screen he held in his hands, “Video chat office hours scheduled as needed from the available times, in case-

Jyn shut her laptop with a grimace, despite her father reading this information from an iPad across the room. 

“I’m not going to need it,” she slipped a pen between her teeth, clicking the plastic in a way she knew was going to drive him nuts. Galen sighed and lifted his glasses up his face enough to rub his eyes. She’d stop exhausting her parents the day it stopped being so easy. 

“Alright, Jyn, I’m just trying to help you feel prepared.”

“Got it,” she regretted shutting the computer, because the screen gave her something else to look at. That’s how it was in this family. 

Galen did that for her, cradling his iPad like a shield. “Your first class this week is…French History. That should be a good start.”

Jyn found nothing about this a good start as she filled in her calendar with the allotted three classes (minimum for her parents tolerating her move back home). Tuesday Morning, 8:00. It was the best she could do with all the history credits she flunked back at Uni about a year ago -not that that was her fault- so while living at home she could at least skip the laborious breakfast with her parents. She hadn’t known how bad of a start this was until she tuned into the first lecture with only the faintest of awareness she hadn’t done any of the prerequisite readings that were sent out in august. She hadn’t known how bad until she saw her professor, regretfully, was really hot. 

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