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clone-anon · 9 days
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All the love for Gregor and the comfort with him ❤️ We love him. Giggles, squeaks, and all.
Hi it's @clone-anon
You came home and fell into the couch after another day of factory work.
"You okay, love?" Gregor asked from the kitchen.
"Yeah," you replied with tired-but-content tone.
Gregor sat on the floor in front of you.
"What are you doing?" you asked.
"Helping," he answered with a wild grin. He took your shoes off and rubbed your ankles. His hands gently caressed his way up your leg along your trousers and took his time carefully kneading your knees. You always ached after work and he somehow knew exactly how much pressure helped relieve your pain.
"Are you sure you want to keep working this job?" he asked.
"I work with good people. It's just hard on me. As long as I can come home to you, I'll be fine."
Gregor got up and kissed your cheek. He went to the kitchen and came back with two plates of food. He'd gotten really good at cooking and you could never say no to anything he wanted to make. You sat together and ate it happy silence. You closed your eyes and inhaled deeply. It felt like a warm hug filled your belly.
You tried to stand to put the plates in the sink, but Gregor stopped you and insisted he could take care of it. He rejoined you on the couch and laid back with you laying on his chest.
"Get comfortable," he said with a sweet squeak. "And let me know when you want dessert. I made those little cakes you like."
You smiled and kissed his chest.
Ough 🥺
This is the sweetest, I love it so so much. Thank you so so so much. Gregor is so sweet and he definitely doesn't get as much love as he deserves so thank you for this sweet ficlet 😭
Also, I absolutely love how you mentioned his voice squeaking, I love that detail so much!!
Thank you so so much, this made my day 100% better
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clone-anon · 10 days
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Hello, would you be comfortable with writing about Hardcase and a mtf reader who is insecure about not passing. While there is a little ftm content there's like almost nothing for mtf 😢 I understand if not. I hope you have a good day!
I'd be happy to! I hope this is to your liking. I tried to make it romantic and sweet.
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You stared at yourself in the mirror and then sat on the bed, looking down at your clothes. Were they the right fit? Did they give too much away? Were they the right colors? You weren't sure. You had a date with Hardcase and were supposed to go out to eat and maybe dancing. You loved dancing with him, but you worried.
You were quickly brought to the moment when you heard him at your door. You let him in and smiled. It was hard not to smile when you saw him. Handsome as ever with a huge grin on his face.
"Evening, cyar'ika," he pulled you in for a hug and placed a huge kiss on your lips. You kissed him back and tried to relax in his arms as he held you for a moment. He couldn't help but feel your unease. "Everything okay?"
You nodded a little and shrugged. He knew better.
"Nah, I know that look," he said. "What is it?"
"I just bought this outfit. Do I look pretty enough? Do I look..." your eyes searched the room, looking everywhere but at him. "...feminine?"
He took your hand and kissed the back of it, noticing you were still anxiously staring at your feet.
"Of course you do! You're beautiful."
He cupped your cheek and looked at you, waiting to see if you felt safe enough to look at him. You eventually met his eyes, unsure, but trusting he meant what he said. One thing you could always count on was that Hardcase never lied. His hands carefully traveled down your body, enjoying the feeling of the fabric and your skin. His strong fingers traced the path along your arms and down to your fingertips where he kissed each one. He moved to caress your shoulders before his hand made its way to the small of your back.
"This okay," he asked as he appreciated you. You nodded. You were still getting used to being touched that way, but everything about him was tender and loving. Even when he was pure chaos, you knew you were safe and treasured.
"I want you to feel comfortable and to feel as gorgeous as you are," he said before kissing your cheek. "Whatever you need for me to remind you how I see you."
You gazed into his eyes and said, "Sometimes I'm worried all people will see is a guy in a dress."
"That's not how I see you and that's not what you are," he said, nuzzling his nose against your cheek as he held you close. He started to sway in a dancing motion.
"I worry what if I pick the wrong color or style so I don't look how I feel inside."
"Do you like this color and style," he said, indicating the clothes you had on.
"Yes, it's one of my favorites."
"Then it's perfect on you," he replied. "You look lovely. You're my beautiful girlfriend." He continued to slow dance with you for several minutes before asking, "Do you still want to go out?"
"Yes," you answered as you melted further into him. It was hard to worry so much when he was clearly smitten. He never doubted who he was with, never doubted you. He'd do everything he could to help you feel as wonderful and perfect he as knew you were.
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clone-anon · 10 days
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Not plot just vibes:
Fox & the coruscant guards and their pets.
Very important: fox and his fish
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Okay let's talk about this.
Coruscant Guards and their Pets
Obviously Hound has Grizzer. Grizzer is the most perfect good massiff doggo. The GAR wants all massiff handlers to have strict rules with them, but Hound totally lets Grizzer sleep with him in bed at night and buys him extra treats when he can.
Fox has fish. They might not seem very interesting, but he has four fish, Wiggles, Spike, Lily, and Grizzer Junior, and he loves each of them. He made sure to get fish that would thrive in an appropriate tank with lots of places to hide. He has a massive tank and takes meticulous care of them. He likes to make sure they can also see holomovies when he puts one on.
Thire has a runyip named Tip Tap because of the little noises she makes when she walks around. She is fluffy and he won't buy himself many nice things, but he buys her a particular type of shampoo so she can always feel her best.
Thorn has a tooka named General because this girl is totally in charge. General likes to help Thorn eat his dinner whether he likes it or not. While some tookas do not like going for walks on a leash, General loves the chance to go for a walk in a fancy collar and tries to beg strangers for head scratches.
Stone has a ysalamiri named Claws. Despite his name, Claws is very cuddly and gentle. Stone put various shelves and ramps along the walls of his quarters so Claws can climb and get off the ground, mimicking the trees on his native planet. When Thorn brings General over, she climbs up with Claws and they nap together.
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clone-anon · 18 days
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Hello! You are an absolute angel, your stories are so lovely and many of them have moved me to tears <3
I know it's a bit dark but I was wondering if you could do a Tech x f!reader where the reader is struggling with passive suicidal ideation (suicidal thoughts with no intent to act upon them) and feeling trapped inside her mind. Reader is touch starved and maybe Tech is too and they both find safety holding each other.
No worries if you can't do it! Thanks for making so many peoples' day including mine <3
Thank you! I'm glad you like my writing and decided to prioritize this since it's such a heavy topic.
Warnings: ongoing passive suicidal ideation mentioned, one moment of suicidal ideation involving a ledge with no intention to act
A/N: The squad is all back together again, but there is no mention of how. We don't need to know how right now, just that they're together. Also, I think this could be read as gender neutral reader.
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Although Tech was not as demonstrative with his physical expressions in the same way Wrecker was, he would sometimes reach out and touch your shoulder or arm in a supportive way. He was not entirely sure of the line, but you always seemed to lean into his hand enough to let him know the feeling was welcome. You had all been looking for some place to lay low for the time being. A lot had happened and you did not want to lose each other. The squad was whole and you all wanted it to stay that way.
One evening on a forested moon you sat under the stars. There was a bit of a ledge not far from where the ship was parked and the campfire set up. Everyone was inside at the moment and you simply stared. It wasn't a far drop. Your mind fell into the trap of thinking what-ifs. You wrapped your arms around your shoulders and tried to shudder the thought away as Tech approached. He sat next to you and tried to read your expression.
"What is it?" he asked.
You looked down at your hands and took a calming breath as his warm presence settled next to you.
"Nothing," you replied.
"It's not nothing," he insisted softer than you'd ever heard him. "Tell me."
"I keep having these thoughts. Do you know what suicidal ideation is?"
Eyes wide he answered, "Of course I do, but what is the reason for this? How can I help?" His arms encircled you, although loosely, as his eyes followed yours to the ledge.
"It's passive, Tech. I won't do it. These thoughts come to mind and I can't seem to stop them or turn them off."
"Promise me you will come to me before acting on anything," he replied.
"I just said I won't do it," you said as your expression vulnerable expression pleaded for understanding.
"I know." He looked at you and nodded. "However, I won't have you experience this alone and I won't take chances."
You looked up at him and his arms seemed to hold you just a little more snugly. Your own snaked around his torso and you leaned into him. His embrace seemed to clear out the thoughts you had only moments ago.
"Breathe with me," he suggested. Your chests rose and fell in rhythm and you felt grounded in each other. It was soothing for him just as much as it was for you and you felt like your mind was more your own than it was just moments before.
"Will you stay with me tonight?" you asked.
"Of course. I'll stay with you every night if that is what it takes."
You stood up and he put out the fire before putting a hand on your back and walking onto the ship with you. You got settled into your bunk and he brought his pillow, laying so that you were between him and the wall. You leaned into each other and loosely left an arm around the other's waist.
"Promise me," he softly requested again.
"I promise I'll come to you."
"Good. I can't lose you."
He closed his eyes and rested his forehead to yours. In the quiet of the ship you fell asleep together.
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clone-anon · 23 days
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Feel free to ask for any of these!
Asking for permission
"Can I hold your hand?"
"Is it okay to kiss you?"
"Can I hug you?"
"Can I call you later?"
"Is it okay if I sleep here tonight?"
"Can I touch your hair?"
"I would love to spoil you, can I do this for you?"
"Can I tell people about us?"
"Would you allow me to walk you home?"
"Is it okay to randomly text you?"
"Can I take a picture of you?"
"Can I use a picture of you as my background?"
"Is it okay if we cuddled while watching the movie?"
"Would you let me take care of this for you?"
"Are you okay with me calling you my girl/boyfriend?"
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clone-anon · 23 days
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Happy Birthday!
Hello it's @clone-anon
Fox hurried across Coruscant to get to your apartment. He had been working late the day before and was stuck with the senators all night. He punched in the code to open your door and found you rolled up in a ball on the couch, finishing dinner.
"I'm sorry," he said as he approached. "Cyar'ika I'm so sorry I missed your birthday. It was-"
"It was work, wasn't it?" you asked.
"I'm sorry," he said quietly.
You put down your now empty plate and held your arms open. He smiled and reached down to hug you, surprising you by picking you up. You rested your forehead on his, always amazed at how strong and secure he felt. He was so exhausted, but not so much that he couldn't return your kiss. You both hummed as you pulled away.
"I know you can't help it when you have to be there late," you said. "I just missed you."
"Would it help to know that I don't have to work tomorrow?"
"That's a start," you teasingly answered.
"I could spend the night here if that's okay."
"It's always okay."
He put you down and kissed you again. It soon became clear that he hadn't had anything but caf in at least half a rotation and you heated up what was left of dinner. He ate it greedily, but felt better. You both got settled on the couch. He pulled you in close and peppered your face with kisses. You talked about plans for tomorrow. Lunch at that new restaurant and stopping by the bakery for a proper cake. You weren't sure if you should go dancing at the outdoor concert or stay in and watch holos, but that could be decided later. For now, he was home and he was yours.
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Many, many thanks for this! I luv it! It's perfect! 🩷🩷🩷
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clone-anon · 30 days
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Oh my gosh thank you for reading it and sharing! I agree that Hunter is really calming and soothing. We love soft!Hunter. I'm glad that came across in the writing.
Hello @clone-anon here.
You'd been having a particularly rough day and Hunter suggested you lay down and sleep. You laid on the couch, but didn't close your eyes. He walked into the kitchen and started washing dishes.
"I can do that," you said, trying not to sound exhausted.
"Not a chance," he replied.
You watched from the living room as he dove his strong arms into the water, taking his time and doing a thorough job. You watched him dry each plate, cup, and utensil before putting them all back in their place. He did it all with a sense of calm, looking back at you every so often and softly smiling.
You let your eyes close and were starting to drift, but heard him walking down the hall. The laundry had just finished and he pulled your favorite blanket out of the dryer. When you first started seeing each other, one of the first things you did was to adjust some sensory objects in your home so it would feel like a comfortable place for his heightened senses. You added some sound proofing so the neighbors' noise wouldn't bother him as much. You started buying scent-free or lightly scented soaps. The blanket was perfectly warm for both of you, but the texture wasn't irritating on his skin. Hunter knew he found someone special in you from day one, but making room in your life for him like this was incredibly meaningful to him.
Hunter approached you with the blanket, knowing this would definitely encourage you to get some rest. You sat up and he laid down behind you, spreading out on the couch and leaving room for you to lay against his chest as he gently encased your body in his arms and legs. He kissed the crown of your head and wrapped you both up in the warm blanket.
He kissed you again, quietly adding, "Rest now, my precious cyar'ika."
You kissed his neck tenderly before falling asleep in his arms.
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This is sending me right now, it’s so soft! Local Rambo returns gentleness and care to equally caring partner, snugglin like bugs in a rug
Thank you very much!
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clone-anon · 1 month
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CROSSHAIR IN SEAON 3 IM ACTUALLY SO DEAD WE GOT BIG BROTHER CROSS
I thought we would get some big brother Crosshair content this season, but I am thrilled we are getting much more than I could have hoped for!
Here's a little blurb with big brother Crosshair x Pabu kid.
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Crosshair noticed every time you helped someone around the island. Someone was down and needed company? You were there. Someone needed a babysitter? You were there, making sure the parents could get some away time. Someone needed help moving crates? You were the first to volunteer with as much gusto as Wrecker, despite your smaller size.
He sat under a tree, leaning against a wall, arms and ankles crossed with his eyes closed. You walked by on your way home. It'd been a long day trying to find something to do, or if someone needed help.
"You don't have to do everything for everyone, you know." It was more than you'd ever heard him say.
"I know," you replied. You searched him, but it took a moment for him to open his eyes and look at you. He nodded to the empty space on the bench next to him and you sat down.
"You're still a kid," he said.
"From what I understand, you never got to be a kid. What do you know about it?"
Crosshair looked a little hurt, despite your question being steeped in genuine curiosity.
"You should get to be a kid."
"I didn't mean to upset you," you replied.
He shook his head in understanding and his eyes softly regarded you. You thought for a moment before responding.
"I guess I just want to be useful. I don't really have anyone anymore and want to do my part now that I'm in this community."
"You don't have to prove your usefulness," he said. It was a lesson he was having to learn himself.
The next morning he, Omega, and Batcher showed up at the home you shared with some other refugees. Crosshair smiled and nodded toward the beach. Omega packed some food and it was going to be a beach day. Naps in a hammock, wading in tide pools, swimming, and playing. Even Crosshair got in on the playing, splashing and pretending to be overly irritated when splashed. It was the first of many days with your new siblings. Sometimes, working could wait.
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clone-anon · 1 month
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You do deserve it though, whether you see that right now or not. 🫂 No matter what's going on, you're not alone and are so loved.
Good Hugs
This little comfort Tech x S/O Reader fic is for @starqueensthings
Word Count: 470
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You weren't entirely sure how long you'd be in this funk, but it showed no signs of letting up. Tech had been off on a mission and you couldn't help but worry. Your home was too quiet. Even when he wasn't talkative, the familiar tapping of his thumbs on his datapad always brought you some comfort. Just as you had this thought, the door opened. You remained on the sofa under a blanket, somehow unable to summon the energy to get up, but you heard him. The familiar shuffle of his boots across the kitchen floor. The sound of him filling the kettle and turning it on before placing two mugs on the counter next to it. The inhale he always took when he turned from the kitchen to find you followed by the worried sigh that escaped him when he saw you.
"You're back," you said.
"Indeed," he replied, kneeling next to the sofa. He took your hand in his and kissed the back of it. "I missed you, darling."
"I missed you too."
You rolled over so you could wrap your arms around his neck and rest your head on his shoulder. He played with your hair and kissed your temple. You took in the sight of each other, offering little kisses between smiles.
He was only taken from you just long enough to pour the hot water and return with two mugs of goodness. He joined you on the sofa and held you.
"How long are you back for?" you asked.
"You have me as long as you need me," he replied.
"No missions?"
"There is nothing pressing and even if there was, you have me as long as you need me," he answered softly. "What else can I do?"
"Just give me more of your good hugs, Tech."
Your empty mugs now sat on the table. He laid out and let you lay on him and smiled as his arms snaked around you. He always said you were his favorite weighted blanket and nothing made him happier than feeling your body safe against his. He pulled a blanket over both of you and smiled at how snug you looked.
You broke the silence with a soft, "I missed you, handsome."
"You already told me that," he said, mildly concerned that you were repeating yourself. "Well, except the 'handsome' part."
You huffed through a smile.
"I thought about you all the time, is all, handsome man."
Tech couldn't help but feel heat overwhelm his cheeks. He picked up your hand again and kissed the inside of your wrist.
"I need to tell you more often how wonderful and truly beautiful you are. I'm so in love with you."
You nearly got lost in his perfect eyes before you replying with a quiet, but heart-felt, "I love you too."
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clone-anon · 1 month
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Good Hugs
This little comfort Tech x S/O Reader fic is for @starqueensthings
Word Count: 470
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You weren't entirely sure how long you'd be in this funk, but it showed no signs of letting up. Tech had been off on a mission and you couldn't help but worry. Your home was too quiet. Even when he wasn't talkative, the familiar tapping of his thumbs on his datapad always brought you some comfort. Just as you had this thought, the door opened. You remained on the sofa under a blanket, somehow unable to summon the energy to get up, but you heard him. The familiar shuffle of his boots across the kitchen floor. The sound of him filling the kettle and turning it on before placing two mugs on the counter next to it. The inhale he always took when he turned from the kitchen to find you followed by the worried sigh that escaped him when he saw you.
"You're back," you said.
"Indeed," he replied, kneeling next to the sofa. He took your hand in his and kissed the back of it. "I missed you, darling."
"I missed you too."
You rolled over so you could wrap your arms around his neck and rest your head on his shoulder. He played with your hair and kissed your temple. You took in the sight of each other, offering little kisses between smiles.
He was only taken from you just long enough to pour the hot water and return with two mugs of goodness. He joined you on the sofa and held you.
"How long are you back for?" you asked.
"You have me as long as you need me," he replied.
"No missions?"
"There is nothing pressing and even if there was, you have me as long as you need me," he answered softly. "What else can I do?"
"Just give me more of your good hugs, Tech."
Your empty mugs now sat on the table. He laid out and let you lay on him and smiled as his arms snaked around you. He always said you were his favorite weighted blanket and nothing made him happier than feeling your body safe against his. He pulled a blanket over both of you and smiled at how snug you looked.
You broke the silence with a soft, "I missed you, handsome."
"You already told me that," he said, mildly concerned that you were repeating yourself. "Well, except the 'handsome' part."
You huffed through a smile.
"I thought about you all the time, is all, handsome man."
Tech couldn't help but feel heat overwhelm his cheeks. He picked up your hand again and kissed the inside of your wrist.
"I need to tell you more often how wonderful and truly beautiful you are. I'm so in love with you."
You nearly got lost in his perfect eyes before you replying with a quiet, but heart-felt, "I love you too."
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clone-anon · 1 month
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EEeeeeeeee thank you! I happen to think there's softness in Wolffe and he's a generally kind dude.
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Wolffe x M!Reader
I received a request in a message for m!reader asking Wolffe out on a date and being kind of awkward about it. Let’s see what Wolffe thinks about that.
Wolffe was back on Coruscant.  He let out a tired breath as he walked toward the barracks.  He needed some new boots, his current pair well worn, and decided he may as well stop by the armory on his way to his quarters.  His exhaused scowl was replaced with a hint of a smile when he saw you.  You missed his entrance and the change in his expression, focused on your work making adjustments to a particular helmet modification for Commander Blackout.
He silently walked to the vast collection of boots, all the same size and ready to be painted should their new owner desire.  You looked up when you saw him out of the corner of your eye.  You smiled at him, blushing, and mouthed “hi.”  Wolffe chuckled under his breath, grabbed the nearest pair of boots, and walked over to you.  Your heart pounded in your chest and all you could do was watch him approach.
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clone-anon · 1 month
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I'm happy this helps! Our wonderful Captain Rex just felt right. He's a good man.
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Hi it's @clone-anon! Thank you for the request!
Rex held your hand as you walked through the park. You'd confided in him about today, about what it meant, about what you felt you could or couldn't do. Saying goodbye was never easy with anyone, but with such an abrupt halt and no real goodbye when your grandmother passed, it still didn't quite feel real.
"It's like time keeps slipping by and there's a blur between then and now," you described as best you could.
"You don't have to try to explain it," he replied. "I've lost many brothers. I know the circumstances aren't the same, but it's hard when you never get that chance, that closure." He'd always been taught to ignore the gnawing need for closure, but it never left him.
You walked a bit further and he stopped at a fork in the path.
"Do you want to keep going?" he asked.
"Let's just go home for now," you replied.
He gave your hand a warm squeeze and you made your way back to your comfortable apartment in silence. Once you got through the door, you both relaxed, sitting on the couch and leaning into each other. Rex put his arms around you and leaned back, encouraging you to lay on his chest. He kissed the top of your head and ran his strong hand up and down your back.
"I'm not sure I can go see her yet," you quietly admitted.
"You don't have to until you're ready," he said, adding another kiss to the top of your head. "I'm sure she understands."
You nodded your head slightly and bit your lip. Rex looked down as he felt your uncertainty.
"I mean it," he said. "Only do what feels safe and right. You say when and I'll go with you if you want. Until then, I'll stay with you."
You wrapped your arms around him as best you could and held yourself closer to him. You let out some deep breaths in time with his own. It was going to be okay.
Thank you so much for this, clone-anon, this means and helps a lot for today.
I knew I could trust you to come up with someone when I couldn't decide, too. Captain Rex was a good choice.
Thank you so, so much.
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clone-anon · 1 month
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Wolffe x M!Reader
I received a request in a message for m!reader asking Wolffe out on a date and being kind of awkward about it. Let’s see what Wolffe thinks about that.
Wolffe was back on Coruscant.  He let out a tired breath as he walked toward the barracks.  He needed some new boots, his current pair well worn, and decided he may as well stop by the armory on his way to his quarters.  His exhaused scowl was replaced with a hint of a smile when he saw you.  You missed his entrance and the change in his expression, focused on your work making adjustments to a particular helmet modification for Commander Blackout.
He silently walked to the vast collection of boots, all the same size and ready to be painted should their new owner desire.  You looked up when you saw him out of the corner of your eye.  You smiled at him, blushing, and mouthed “hi.”  Wolffe chuckled under his breath, grabbed the nearest pair of boots, and walked over to you.  Your heart pounded in your chest and all you could do was watch him approach.
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clone-anon · 1 month
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Okay so there are a lot of people who write readers with long hair and since you guys all seem to have that covered, here’s something where reader wants super short hair.
“I don’t know,” you said, sitting across from Tup on the bed. “I’ve always wanted to try going super short with it.”  You toyed with your hair and Tup reached out to run his fingers along it and cup your face.
“You should do what you want,” he said with a supportive smile. “Even if you shave all your hair off, I promise you can still play with my hair if you ever miss that.”
“Oh I will be playing with your hair regardless,” you said with a grin. “Will you help me?”
Tup nodded and next thing you knew, you were both standing in front of the bathroom mirror.  Tup helped you cut the length back first, leaving enough for the mohawk you wanted. 
“Do you want to do it,” he asked, holding out the clippers. 
You nodded.  You felt the strong vibration in your hand when you turned them on and carefully shaved off the hair on sides of your head.  Your smile could not have been wider.  This was exactly what you wanted.  Tup helped to clean up the back and make sure it was even all the way around.  He helped you trip the mohawk to your liking.  You ran your hands through what was left.
“You look amazing, mesh’la.”  
You smiled up at him before deciding the easiest way to clean up was to sweep up the hair and then shower.  Later that night you laid in bed together and Tup couldn’t stop tracing patterns on your shaved skin and short hair.
“You don’t mind it,” you asked.
“No,” he said.  He kissed you. “It’s so different, but it’s so you. I love that you know what you want.”  He held you close and kissed you again.
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clone-anon · 1 month
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Hello it's @clone-anon again
You arrived home to find Tech already waiting for you outside your front door. He looked up from his datapad and a small smile escaped the corner of his mouth.
"Tech! This is a nice surprise," you said, nearly blushing.
"I hope I am not interrupting any plans you may have," he replied.
"Not at all," you answered. "I have no plans."
"There is a meteor shower tonight and I was wondering if you would like to watch it with me."
Your brain seemed to stop working for a bit, but you managed to smile and reply, "Yes, I would love that."
Tech offered his hand, feeling a bit nervous himself, but still wanting to show you he cared. You took his hand and felt a gentle squeeze. He led you to what he had determined was the perfect location. While you felt some excited nerves initially, the more time passed the more comfortable you both became. You sat next to each other and watched the sky. Tech told you about some of the constellations you could see as well as what caused this particular meteor shower.
As it got later into the night, he felt you shiver a little and offered to put an arm around you. He pulled you in close and kissed your temple. He somehow felt nervous and yet it also felt as if it was the most natural thing in the galaxy. Without thinking you kissed his cheek. You were both blushing.
After the meteor shower ended, you walked home hand in hand. When you got to your front door, you didn't let go.
"Stay," you asked.
He nodded, little smile still on his face, as he walked inside with you.
Okay. @clone-anon how do you know when I’ve had a bad day/week?? Do you have like a hidden camera in my house or something?? 😜
😊 🤩 🤗 this is so sweet and cute and lovely and I love it so much. Thank you for writing these, you have no idea how much I appreciate it. Also Tech being adorable and awkward and sweet is the best thing ever.
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clone-anon · 1 month
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Rex x Reader (in a wheelchair)
Here is a request that I got and was asked to post anonymously.
I really would like a story where reader is struggling with chronic pain from a old injury which makes them struggle to feel useful or even desirable,preferably reader as a wheelchair user? Since I myself use a wheelchair and sometimes feel pretty left out in reader fics :/
Also I would like reader/cody or reader/rex (romanticly?)
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clone-anon · 1 month
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Hi it's @clone-anon and you know why I'm sending this
Mayday did not speak to anyone on Pabu for a long time. He didn't talk about how long it had taken his internal injuries to heal or the huge amount of effort put forth by his brothers to rescue him and get him away from the Empire simply so he could heal and have a chance.
He lived right next to you in a small house that had been rebuilt since that giant wave destroyed lower Pabu. You smiled at him as he came and went and it took him a little while, but he started to smile at you too. This turned into a nod and a smile and eventually he came over and said hello. You shook his hand and offered him help with anything he needed. He felt overwhelmed by this, crosshed his arms, and then thanked you before hiding away in his home.
Months went by and slowly he opened up a bit more. He didn't talk about what brought him here, but you knew he was a clone and you knew he had been through a lot.
One day you were gardening and he peeked out his window to watch. Mayday had never helped anything grow, not in the way he wanted. He'd always done his job and followed orders. He felt he was built for destruction and so seeing you help things to live and thrive warmed his heart.
"Do you, uh, need any help," he asked as he stepped outside.
"Sure," you replied.
You showed him the basics and he started helping you repot some plants and tend to some others. It became an every day thing. He found it relaxing and really enjoyed your company. You opened up to him, wanting him to know you and not be a stranger. He started opening up too. What it was like being a clone and having a shared understanding, then losing part of your identity in a way once the war ended, and then coming to a place where everyone is different and has varying experiences. How overwhelming it could be for him at times, but that he was trying.
"You're doing great, Mayday."
He looked up at you, eyebrows knit, heart thumping. "You think so?"
"Of course. I'm sure it will take time, but I'm glad you're here."
He smiled at you, cleared his throat, and you both got back to work.
This... annnoooooonnnnn this is so damn perfect!! You crammed character growth and healing and the beginnings of a super sweet something in under 400 words, and I love you so much.
Gonna wrap Mayday up in pure happiness and warmth, and teach him all about gardening, and comfort him when things get too much, and and and
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