until he shatters into oblivion

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Rating: Teen
Pairing: Cassian x Jyn
Summary: The thought of her pulls him from the brink of giving into the panic, and placing her face in the forefront of his mind helps him refocus, to do what he does best in the height of pressure and stress. Cassian knows that as long as he has breath in his body, he can’t lay on this grating, utterly useless.
Tags: Angst with feelings; missing scene; descriptions of injury
Words: 2,006
Find it: AO3 
Notes: @perfectlyrose prompted: “The jittery, sick feeling when you can’t do anything” + Rebelcaptain. 

This became far more than a short prompt fill, so I made it a separate post. Writing this completely consumed me yesterday. I hope you enjoy this great big pile of angst with feelings. I rewatched the movie this weekend and have been utterly consumed with feels since then. Also, I know the novelization covers some of these moments, but this is my personal interpretation. I used it as a guide but ultimately took it in my own direction that felt natural. 🙂

A huge thank you to @jeeno2 for the beta. She took time out of her very busy Sunday to do so, and I’m super appreciative of that.


An acute, stabbing pain in his back, his chest, his hip, and fuck – everywhere – pulls Cassian back to consciousness. His face presses into the cold, jagged surface of the grating, and his body, what he can feel of it, that is, feels as though it’s splayed awkwardly around him.

Cassian spits out a tangy, bitter substance, and a few seconds pass before he realizes it’s blood coating the surface of his tongue. Not good. For a moment, his breathing grows even more shallow than it already was as the coaxing arms of panic envelop him like a cocoon. The sensation of being frozen in time, unable to move or act, momentarily overwhelms him, and nausea builds in his throat.

It’s clear his situation is dire. He’d fallen, hard and off multiple posts, if the pain all over his body is any indication, and the blood seeping from his mouth indicates internal injuries in addition to those on his torso and extremities.

Cassian hopes Jyn– Oh Force, Jyn. The plans. Jyn!

The thought of her pulls him from the brink of giving into the panic, and placing her face in the forefront of his mind helps him refocus, to do what he does best in the height of pressure and stress. Cassian knows that as long as he has breath in his body, he can’t lay on this grating, utterly useless.

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