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[secondratefiction]

Thank you to everyone who got me to 50000 likes!

I'm not usually one to care about follower/like/reblog counts, but holy shit y'all...

#50000 likes #tumblr milestone #thank you

[secondratefiction]

Hi there! Hope you’re doing well! Kicking that funeral services degree’s ass with any luck!! I was wondering if you would be up to writing a drabble for Jason or Tim (whoever you think fits the scenario best) as the boyfriend of a law student. Maybe where they’re living together and she’s just barely getting 3-5 hours of sleep a night while trying to study for finals, writing a full legal brief, practicing for oral arguments, getting ready for her summer associateship, and applying for moot court and law review. (Is this based on some poor law student’s real life? We may never know!) And just like her needing someone to be there and take care of her, but also her wanting to take care of him too even though she is very much Trying Her Best to Survive™? (Btw thank you so much for blessing us with batfam content galore, absolute ICON <3 )

Oh good lord… bless you and this ‘hypothetical’ poor law student. I know my degree is kicking my ass all across the state and back, so I can only imagine… They keep telling me the degrees are worth it… we’ll ride it out and see. Good vides, and better times love 💜

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Now I fully believe that Timmy would be wonderful at this in his own right… but every single thing about this request violently screams Jason Todd to me…

There are only so many hours and so many spoons in a day, and unfortunately a law degree takes up almost every single ounce of both of them

However, Jason has this innately ingrained need to take care of the people that matter to him, so this is exactly where he shines

He was always Alfred’s best protege, so the man cooks and cleans house like a pro. Not only that, but it’s something that he genuinely enjoys because they are simple and repetitive tasks that let zone out and go through the motions to decompress from his ‘other job’.

While he’s happy to take care of all of that and leave you to focus on the proverbial, ever-growing mountain of work you have - He’s not above making you stop to take a break.

It is not an uncommon occurrence for this man to literally close your laptop, throw you over his shoulder*, and haul you out to the kitchen table to sit down and have a meal with him.

((*I do not care what size you are, or what hang ups you might have about your weight, if this man can hold up a collapsing ceiling, he can carry you across y’alls apartment))

“Ok, I have physically seen you putting food and water into your body, you can go back to your cave now.”

This happens at least 2-3 times a week

He is concerned. Just humor him and let him love you.

Jason is 100% the type to be actively learning from anything you tell him

Some nights, when the insomnia and the nightmares decide to double team him, he’ll even sit up browsing through your textbooks just to try and understand everything you're doing more.

Tim get’s labeled the nerd of the family a lot, but really Jason would have been the family scholar if he’d had the chance

The second bedroom in your apartment is both your office and his library. That shit is floor to ceiling.

With that in mind he is always more than happy to be a sounding board when you need him to. Listen to what you’ve got, argue the other side if necessary

Dear god, just know what you’re getting into there… he lives for that kind of stuff, and he will come prepared. This is one of his all time favorite games, that comes second only to aggravating the living shit out of you (which, if he’s lucky, will be a bonus here)

95% of the time, Jason has got this, got you - focus on your school babe, I’ll take care of it… but that 5%? That bit where he’s not actually infallible? He so very desperately doesn’t want you to see that.

What you’re doing is important, and he doesn’t want the fact he had a rough night to be a distraction for you. This is where you enter a bit of a balancing act…

As much as you may want to put everything aside and take care of him, that is the fastest way to make him shut down.

Instead, grab a textbook and a highlighter. Go ‘make yourself some tea’ and pour him a mug too. Set everything up in the living room and drag him onto the couch with you.

Put his head in your lap, and just run your fingers through his hair while you do some reading.

Bonus points if you put a blanket over him

Poor baby is gonna melt in an instant and be out cold before you know it. Just keep playing with his hair and let him sleep.

And do not mention it if he is emotional when he wakes up… he’s never going to be good/get used to receiving love and affection. Do it anyway, and don’t make a big deal about it.

#jason todd #jason todd x reader #jason todd imagine #red hood #red hood x reader #red hood imagine #batfam #reader insert #requests

[secondratefiction]

I'm really sorry about your knee. Question: any "Order 66 never happened" h/cs you'd like to share? Maybe even any stories you read in a similar vein? Hope your knee gets better soon!

Unfortunately, I only have a half of a knee cap to work with, so it's not really something that's going to get better, but I do very much appreciate the sentiment...

Anyways! In the vein of the number 66 just no longer exists...

Someone, anyone, realizes what's going on with Palpatine and Anakin and yanks the man's head on straight.

"You wanna protect you wife/adopted kid/actual kids/assorted found family? Then take care of the actual problem."

#CloneRights and they're all just allowed to be normal people and be happy.

The freaking Kaminoans have a lot of things to answer for, and maker help them if they get left to the mercy of Senator Amidala.

Anakin retires from the Jedi after realizing how close he came to fucking everything up for everyone. His time now gets dedicated to helping clones and raising his kids,

Every single on of the 501st and a good portion of all the rest have taken on look at Luke and Leia and immediately decided 'this is mine now'

Rex can and will fight the entire former GAR for first rights to babysitting duty whenever he is available.

The only person he will ever willingly give that up to is Asoka. And even then they usually end up doing it together.

With just their parents genetics, Luke and Leia were a force to be reckoned with... Actually being raised by said parents along with the unmeasurable amount of grafted and drafted family they would have in this situation... there is no way these two would be anything less than an absolute menace to the entire galactic society.

Echo and Fives were allowed to babysit once. Once.

Luckily they were able to find both children before anyone found out they'd lost them, but there was still absolute chaos and havoc left in their wake, and it was decided that was never allowed to happen again.

Wolffe and Crosshair are the favorite 'uncles' and no one can figure out why.

Crosshair especially likes to act like he doesn't like the kids, but everybody and their brother knows he'd be the first to set the whole galaxy on fire for them

#star wars #clone wars #the bad batch #no order 66 #what if... if only #headcanons #ramblings #requests

[secondratefiction]

Anybody wanna entertain the dog left in the car?

I have a bad knee, I'm sitting in the car while my family shops. Wanna send me fandom/headcanon questions? Cause I got time!

#star wars #clone wars #the bad batch #captain rex #commander cody #tbb hunter #tbb crosshair #tbb tech #tbb wrecher #tbb echo #arc trooper echo #arc trooper fives #just for fun #headcanon #fan theory #send requests

[secondratefiction]

So... update for those of you that want it...

Surprise! I am in fact not dead yet! I'm working on a funeral services degree, and it's kicking all of our asses right now. I also broke up with my boyfriend this weekend (for big reasons), so I've been a little all over the place for these last couple of weeks.

As far as actual writing stuff... I have one request for Rex sitting in my inbox that I have been attempting to get to, but everytime I start every creative thought I've ever had runs away from me. Screaming.

But yeah, I think that covers just about everything... Still lurking, just struggling 💜

Love y'all, hope you're having a better go of it than I am!

[secondratefiction]

Back at the apartment, I've got a new week of school ahead of me, but I'm trying a balance of creativity and workload this semester. So I'm going to be trying to stay on top of requests and messages that get sent my way.

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hurt/comfort starters!! trigger warnings: blood, injury, vom*t, panic attack

❝ lay down. you need to lay down. put your head in my lap. ❞

❝ i think i’m about to pass out. ❞

❝ what happened to you? come inside. come inside. ❞

❝ i know it’s late, but… i need you here. ❞

❝ [name]. you’re bleeding. ❞

❝ the more you freak out, the faster you’re going to bleed. just take it easy. ❞

❝ just keep talking to me. ❞

❝ you’re safe. it’s just a panic attack. just squeeze my hands, okay? ❞

❝ can you talk? ❞

❝ stay with me— hey. [name]? oh my god, please don’t do this. ❞

❝ please don’t leave. ❞

❝ you’re not gonna die. i’m not gonna let you die. ❞

❝ i know you want to sleep, but you need to stay awake for me. ❞

❝ it’s okay. just go to sleep. i’ll be here when you wake up. ❞

❝ it hurts. oh my god, it hurts— ❞

❝ it’s not as bad as it looks, i swear. ❞

❝ i know it hurts. just hang in there, okay? ❞

❝ i’ve got you. you’re safe now. ❞

❝ i need you to tell me what’s wrong. what are you feeling? ❞

❝ it’s okay. it’s alright. let it out. ❞

❝ there’s nothing to be embarrassed about. you’re sick. ❞

❝ let me make you some soup. ❞

❝ let me make you some tea. ❞

❝ i didn’t want to worry you. ❞

❝ it’s okay to cry. i know it hurts. ❞

❝ wrap your arms around my neck. i’m gonna carry you. ❞

❝ i’m gonna take good care of you. don’t you worry. ❞

❝ please help me. please. ❞

❝ stop moving, just let me hold you. ❞

❝ breathe with me. in and out… good job. just keep doing that. ❞

❝ i can’t feel my hands— ❞

❝ i can’t move it. i think it’s broken. ❞

❝ i can’t see. ❞

❝ i’m not gonna let anything happen to you. ❞

❝ don’t look at it. just keep your eyes closed, and breathe. ❞

❝ thank you for being here with me. ❞

#prompt ideas

[secondratefiction]

Good news! I got all my work done a day early so I've got all kinds of free time for tonight and tomorrow if anybody wants!

Survived the first week back, even with being set back a day due to storms. I'm back home this weekend doggo sitting the best boy in the whole world, and plugging my way through far too much text book reading.... If anybody wants to toss a request or two my way, I could always use the environmental enrichment.

(Blurbs and short headcanons, I don't have the free time to commit to anything long form rn)

#star wars #clone wars #the bad batch #captain rex #commander cody #commander wolffe #tbb hunter #tbb tech #tbb wrecker #tbb crosshair #tbb echo #arc trooper echo #arc trooper fives #batfam #jason todd #tim drake #harry potter #draco malfoy #ron weasley #lotr #boromir #the hobbit #fili #kili #tmnt #tmnt raph #tmnt donnie #tmnt mikey #tmnt leo #x reader

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How about Rex and Cody as cadets on Kamino? What are you h/cs? How did they get their names, etc.? Thank you so much! 💕

All right... I have thoughts, they're a little scattered, so please bare with me lol

First off, I subscribe heavily to the idea that 'Cody' is actually 'Kote', and it just became Cody overtime because that's what non-clones were hearing and repeating.

As far as how he got it... Man has been absolutely fearless from the moment he gained consciousness. 'Challenge Accepted' is pretty much his default personality trait. He earned the moniker 'glory' with every fiber of his being.

This is also why he got assigned to Obi-Wan, their crazy balances each other out.

With Rex... I haven't put a whole lot of thought on how he got his name. But I did find this option absolutely hilarious.

But, where Cody was fearless growing up, ready and willing to run head first in to anything regardless of the consequences (you know... like yeeting yourself at Grievous and just hoping for the best (no, we are never letting him live that down)); I see Rex being a lot more like Echo in the beginning. Or even Dogma

(which I'm pretty sure he compared himself to, yes?)

Man knows his regulations backwards and forwards, and it took him a long time to get comfortable working around the rules instead of just adhering to them to the letter.

(Working under Anakin was a bit of a baptism by fire, but he survived and came out the other side.)

#star wars #clone wars #commander cody #commander cody headcanons #captain rex #captain rex headcanons #requets

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~ 💖 ASK GAME 💖 ~

📷 What’s set as your phone’s lockscreen?

🍫 Cheese or chocolate?

✨ Do you have any nicknames?

🎵 Last song you listened to?

✏️ Have you ever written fanfiction?

😏 Are you on discord?

 💛 Do you have any piercings?

🐰 What do you think says the most about a person?

🍪 If you were a cookie, what kind would you be?

🐶 Are you more of a dog person or a cat person?

🎧 Headphones or earbuds?

🌼 What’s the last thing you said out loud?

🙃 What’s a weird fact that you know?

🦉 Are you a morning person or a night owl?

🧸 Favorite place to nap?

🏳️‍🌈 Are you a member of the LGBTQIA+ community?

🦋 Describe yourself in three words.

👖 Jeans or sweatpants?

🥤 What’s your go-to Starbucks order?

🧡 A color you can’t stand?

💎 What’s your most prized possession?

☕ Coffee or tea?

🦖 Favorite extinct animal?

🌙 How long have you been on tumblr?

🌴 Desert island item?

🐸 Describe your aesthetic.

🔮 What’s your dream job?

💙 Relationship status?

🌿 Describe your favorite outfit.

🎤 Is there a song you know all the lyrics to?

🤎 What color is your hair?

💌 Do you talk to yourself?

💄 Do you wear makeup?

🌸 Best compliment you ever received?

💞 @ your favorite blog.

Reblogs are appreciated!

#you know what... why not?

[secondratefiction]

Survived the first week back, even with being set back a day due to storms. I'm back home this weekend doggo sitting the best boy in the whole world, and plugging my way through far too much text book reading.... If anybody wants to toss a request or two my way, I could always use the environmental enrichment.

(Blurbs and short headcanons, I don't have the free time to commit to anything long form rn)

#star wars #clone wars #the bad batch #captain rex #commander cody #commander wolffe #tbb hunter #tbb tech #tbb wrecker #tbb crosshair #tbb echo #arc trooper echo #arc trooper fives #batfam #jason todd #tim drake #harry potter #draco malfoy #ron weasley #lotr #boromir #the hobbit #fili #kili #tmnt #tmnt raph #tmnt donnie #tmnt mikey #tmnt leo #x reader

[secondratefiction]

Hi there! Just wanted to thank you for answering my request so promptly! I was very pleasantly surprised. Those h/cs are very spot on and are so Rex. And tbh, I don't mind the angsty ones. I love that character so much, so anything and everything is greatly appreciated! And I appreciate you very much for doing this! You're awesome! 💕

I'm glad you liked hon 😊 I'm trying to get better about replies to requests as I kind of fell off for a while. Thank you for sending it in 💜

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O yes, please! If you're willing to write some headcanons and/or blurbs for Captain Rex or Commander Cody or both, that would be wonderful! 💕 Thank you very much!

Alright, my last time really writing for Rex went a little off the rails and angsty, so let's see if we can't come up with something a bit more happy for him...

Baby boy is super awkward and kind of oblivious when feelings first start to become a thing... like this man could get smacked right in the face with it and still not fully process what's going on...

But once he actually gets into the swing of things and gets comfortable with himself and expressing those emotions/showing that kind of affection? He is just the sweetest most adorable thing ever.

Love language is 100% acts of service, and he is especially good at the little everyday kind of gestures:

He knows exactly how you drink your caf and always has a cup waiting for you in the morning.

Man can't cook to save the republic, but he will absolutely do the dishes/clean the kitchen after you cook for him.

Handyman might not have been part of his training, but he is clever and resourceful, and he managed to fix several things around your home that you kept putting off because they 'weren't that bad'.

He's never felt more proud of himself that when he saw how happy you were when you realized everything he'd taken care of.

#star wars #clone wars #captain rex #captain rex x reader #rex x reader #reader insert #requests

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Solicitous

Sometimes help and safety come from the most unexpected places...

[CH 1: Tech & OC, wc - 643 w/ author's note at the end]

Eriadu

Roughly 200 standard feet. That is how far the average person could fall, into water, and reasonably survive. Always the over achiever, Tech would later estimate he’d fallen approximately 230 standard feet. And survived. If that’s what you could call it.

He’d hit the water with such a force that it stunned him and he’d sank quite a bit below the surface before he’d slammed back to himself and tried to kick his way back upwards. Everything hurt, muscles and joints screamed at him for every movement, but the burning need for oxygen in his lungs won out. Tech broke the surface, yanking his helmet off and gasping for air as he tried to float for a few moments.

He wasn’t sure how long it took for him to get to the shore, but he was completely exhausted, in pain to the point it was hard to focus, and barely managed to pull himself out of the water. He struggled to crawl his way up the bank before he collapsed face first into the sand…

Tech was disorientated when he woke up, even more so than he was expecting to be. He was laying flat on his back on a hard surface, he assumed to be a table. He had to blink several times to get his eyes to focus before being able to take in the fact he was inside a ship. A small ship’s infirmary.

Had he been captured? Abducted?

He still had his goggles and he was unrestrained on the table… so if he was , he was unsure who would have taken him. With a groan and a grunt of pain, Tech managed to roll himself over and sit upright taking quick stock of himself-

He was still sore, surely bruised over most of his body, He could still move though so it was unlikely anything else was broken. The clone hissed as he slowly eased himself off the table and back onto his feet. He needed to find his gear and find out where he was.

“What in the hell do you think you’re doing?!”

The voice from behind him and the lights of the infirmary suddenly coming on made him flinch. Tech, still bracing himself on the table, turned around to look at the woman in the doorway. From her general appearance and facial markings, he would venture to say she was Kiffar… though that was about all he could gather about her at the moment.

“Back on the table, Goggles.” She demanded, coming around and pushing him back against the table, “You are nowhere near ready to be up and moving.”

“What…”Tech struggled for a moment trying to wrap his head around everything, “Who are you?”

“My name is Nori Das.” She said, pushing him to sit on the table again, “You’re on my ship.”

He frowned, but let her help him lift his legs and lay back across the table again, “Why?”

“Perfectly honest?” She looked at him and raised an eyebrow, “I was looking for someone else, and found you passed out on the beach. Fortunately for you, my karking conscience wouldn’t let me just leave you there… So here we are.”

Tech sat quietly, watching her warily as she prepared a hypo of something and coming back over to him. He was hesitant, but there was also something about her that made him feel like he could trust her, “... Who were you originally looking for?”

The Kiffar woman hesitated, glancing at him out of the corner of her eye, “... a friend…”

She gave him the injection as gently as she could and seemed to compose herself, “So… you got a name, Goggles? Or is that actually what your brothers call you?”

“Tech… My name is Tech.”

“Tech.” She nodded, stepping back from him a bit, “Well, welcome aboard the Solicitous, Tech.”

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A.N. - This is the first part of an idea that I've been kicking around for a while. I have a vague idea for a couple more snippets and I've had Nori and her friend in developments for a very long time - if anyone is actually interested in hearing more of this please let me know

#star wars #the bad batch #tbb tech #star wars oc #take a hammer and fix the canon #i have more plans for this but it'll take a while to get there

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If you missed some of the amazing stories written for this event, here is a list of them!! They are organized by character and are in alphabetical order by title. You can also access a collection of those who posted their work on AO3 HERE! It's still open in case anyone ends up posting there in the future!

If you liked a story, consider reblogging it! Reblogs are a great way to show appreciation for an author’s work. Reblogs to signal boost this list are greatly appreciated as well.

NSFW fics are strictly 18+ and are marked as such. 

It's Officially Christmas by @dragonrider9905

Keep You Safe by @secondratefiction

First Life Day by @ghostofskywalker

Snow Drift by @clone-anon

Life Day on Daiyu by @goblininawig

A Perfect (Life) Day by @literallyjustanerd

Deep Space Delicacies by @ghostofskywalker

No One Should Be Alone On Life Day by @starrylothcat

Still Hanging The Mistletoe For You by @anxiouspineapple99

Sugar, Spice, and Everything Nice by @melliejellybellybean

Wrapped Up In You by @multi-fan-dom-madness

All I Want For Christmas by @masterjedilenawrites

Come Away With Me by @imarvelatthestars

Hold You Tonight (Stay Close) by @ladysongmaster

Secret Santa by @flyiingsly

The Clonetrooper by @sunshinesdaydream

Blumfruit & Cheer by @diviluscorner

fatal dis|at|traction (NSFW) by @221bshrlocked

I Wish All Readers A Very Hunter Life Day (NSFW) by @dystopicjumpsuit

Sewing Lessons by @intricatechaosofyou

Winter Adventures by @wizardofrozz

Carol of the Cookies by @captainpains

First Winter Date by @loving-the-cambridges

Getting Caught In The Wrapping Paper by @pinkiemme

To Keep The Shivers At Bay by @ghostofskywalker

Comfort by @cc--2224

Candy Cane Cupid by @toomanybandstocare

I'll Take Care of You by @isaidonyourknees

The Cabin by @rinwritesfics

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I wish I had more words, for how amazingly fantastic this is. I love it! 🥰🥰🥰

Snow Drift (Crosshair x Reader)

This is for @secondratefiction for the Clone x Reader Life Day Exchange with @cloneficgiftexchange. I hope this is to your liking!

Word Count: 1310

Prompt: “I thought I lost you, damn it! Stop acting like I’m not allowed to be upset about this!”

Warnings: some angst, mostly fluff, mention of losing Mayday and implied PTSD, small avalanche, cuddling and kissing, sfw but minors please DNI

Crosshair was not entirely sure why he had to be on a cold planet. The Batch had decided to try to retrieve some supplies to help some of the citizens of Pabu who were still getting back on their feet after fleeing their home world which was now ravaged by the Empire. Crosshair agreed with supply retrieval, but surely there were supplies on planets not covered in snow.  There were three outposts in the area and Tech parked the Marauder in a central location. Hunter, Echo, and Omega would head into one outpost, Wrecker and Tech to the second, and Crosshair would go to the third with you. You were happy to come along and weren’t sad to be getting some alone time with him.  While he wasn’t much of a talker, you’d gotten to know him and had fallen in love. It took a lot to approach him and tell him about your feelings and while his response had few words, his own emotions toward you were no less affectionate. He often showed you how he cared. Putting a hand on your lower back as you walked through Pabu together. Leaving a little kiss on your forehead before you parted for the day. Finding a way to spend more alone time with you. Leaving fiery kisses and whispers under the stars that left nothing to your imagination. 

Once you picked up a blaster and showed you had enough skills to take care of yourself, the Batch all agreed you could come on supply runs and certain missions. Crosshair was more protective, always wanting you with him. 

You walked toward the outpost together in relative silence. Even the word “outpost” somehow seemed to bother Crosshair.

“What is it about this that’s got you bothered,” you asked him as you walked side-by-side through the snow.

“Hm,” he replied, as if a hum answered everything. You waited for him, giving him space to say whatever he needed to. Finally, he opened up. “My last mission, before I was taken to that horrendous place…”

“Tantiss?”

He nodded and continued. “I was sent to a snow-covered planet. Unbearably cold.” He paused again. “The Empire had clones protecting stormtrooper armor. The last clone from the remaining squad – a commander – was injured when we tried retrieving stolen crates.”  Crosshair paused and you walked forward another few minutes before he added, “I got him back to the outpost, but he died. If the Empire had cared, they could have saved him.”

His words snapped harder than the bitter wind and he let out a shaky breath, pausing to look ahead. You could see how pained he was at the memory. You wrapped your arm around before pulling him close for a gentle hug. Crosshair took his hands out of his pockets to give you a little squeeze and a quick kiss to your temple.  With the cold being as it was, you both went back to walking with your gloved hands in your pockets. You were both wearing civilian clothing and Crosshair missed his blacks. At least they provided a bit more insulation. As you walked through the mountain pass, he noted a pathway above yours where speeders headed in a different direction, seemingly leaving the outpost or arriving from other parts of the planet.  Crosshair was uncomfortable with the small blasts of snow that sprayed above your heads as you turned a corner, but he said nothing.

He breathed a sigh of relief when you made it to this outpost.  You quickly found the supplies you were looking for. The bacta gel and med patches may have been small in size, but each one was highly valuable.  You both filled up your packs with as many as you could along with several items you thought might help these new refugees feel more at home.  You headed back toward the Marauder as the snow started coming down more heavily.

You made your way carefully through the pass. The ground was a little more slippery, but not terribly so. A speeder flew along the path higher up the mountain, spraying more snow as they turned a corner.  You were getting closer to a ravine and from there would take another path back toward the ship.  Something didn’t sit right with Crosshair and he paused to take in the scene as you trotted ahead. A large speeder on the trail up the mountain took the turn too quickly and landed in a very large pile of snow. It was just enough to start a very small avalanche and Crosshair went cold with fear as he saw the mound of snow come directly for you, pushing you further down the mountain.

You didn’t see it coming. The rush of cold flakes was strong enough to pick you off your feet and push you toward the bottom of the ravine. It wasn’t a far drop by any means, but you could hear Crosshair call out your name as your face was buried in white fluff and you landed on a pile consisting of fallen leaves and fresh powder.

You tried to move, but didn’t even get the chance. Crosshair jumped down after you and quickly dug you out.  You smiled up at him as he brushed the snow out of your face.

“Nice landing, huh,” you asked with a grin. “Perfect pile for a soft landing.”

Crosshair had tears in his eyes as he checked you over.

“We have to get back to the ship,” he said in haste. “Do you need me to carry you? We can get Tech to scan you. Are you bleeding? Bruises?”

“Crosshair,” you said shaking your head. “I’m fine.”  You stood up as he still checked for any sign of discomfort.

“We have to be sure,” he replied, nearly starting to hyperventilate as he searched the ground for anything that could cause greater injury.

“I am sure,” you answered, now almost annoyed at his insistence. It was just a small fall and you landed in about the safest spot you could.

“I thought I lost you, damn it! Stop acting like I’m not allowed to be upset about this!”

You softened and reached out to cup his cheek. Tears welled up, but he couldn’t look at you.  You wiped away his fallen tears and kissed him.

“This is about what happened before.” You said it more as a statement than a question.  He simply nodded.  You took his hand and placed it over your heart.   “I promise nothing hurts,” you said, “but if it makes you feel better, let’s get back to the ship and Tech can scan me.”  He nodded and pulled you up and in for a hug. He needed to feel you, to know you were safe. He held your hand the whole way back.  When the scan revealed that your body was functioning completely normally, he finally let out a sigh.  Once in hyperspace, he got into his bunk.  You joined him without him saying a word.  As you curled against him, he rested his cheek on the top of your head and wrapped his arms around you.  You knew that your fall could have been worse. You had a plush landing and were grateful, but you could feel his breath shake as he tried to steady himself, still reeling.

You gently broke the silence between you. “You can tell me however much or little you want.”

He nodded and quietly replied, “Maybe when we’re alone.”

You gave him a gentle smile and kissed him. He kissed you back and let out a heavy breath.  You rolled over, facing away from him so he could spoon you.  He liked being able to feel your body against his, from your head to your feet. He held you so perfectly and you both relaxed against each other, grateful to be going home together.

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Keep You Safe - Commander Cody x Medic!Reader

Life Day Fic Exchange 2023 @cloneficgiftexchange

Written for @loving-the-cambridges

“Alright… unfortunately it does look like it’s broken…” You sighed, setting the trooper’s arm back down gently, “I’ll brace it and give you something for the pain and swelling until we get you back to the ship. 1 to 10, how bad is it hurting?”

“It’s feeling much better now that you’re taking care of me, mesh’la.” The trooper smiled up at you loopily and you had to resist the urge to roll your eyes.

“Careful Shiny…” The voice behind you made you smirk and you turned to smile at Boil as he stared the trooper you were working on down.

“He’s fine.” You said, motioning the older trooper to come help hold the other’s arm while you splinted and wrapped it up, “It’s probably the shock and adrenaline talking anyway.”

“Even so…” Boil rolled his eyes but was still as gentle as possible holding his brother’s limb while you worked, looking pointedly back at him, “You show the medics more respect. Especially the nat-borns.”

“Careful Boil,” You laughed softly as you finished up the wrapping, helping the trooper put his arm in a sling before giving him an injection, “You’re starting to sound like your commander.”

You could see Boil’s lip twitch as he tried to maintain a professionally neutral expression, “Thank you ma’am.”

Declaring the newer trooper done for the time being, you quickly shooed him off with instructions to find one of the transports back to the starcruiser, once he was out of your tent set up, you turned back to Boil expectantly, “Alright, so what can I do for you?”

“The Commander is back ma’am, he asked for you.”

“Maker karking damn it…” You spun around quickly to grab your bag, “Maybe lead with that next time.”

You had literally watched the man bust his knuckles open, dislocate a wrist, and just keep throwing punches. If Cody was requesting a medic there was no way this was going to go well.

-*-*-*-

Your relationship with Cody was complex to say the least. Honestly, he’d barely paid you any mind in the very beginning… another nat-born medic that had been brought in because there was too much work for the clone medics to keep up with. But after a few weeks of you seeming to always be there every time he turned around, the Marshal Commander couldn’t help but notice the way you treated his brothers. Like actual people and that they were deserving of your real effort, care, and attention.

And there was also the fact that you had to be the single most persistent nat-born he’d ever had to work with… Usually, Cody avoided the medics when and wherever he could, leaving the time and supplies open for other troopers he considered more in need than himself.

You however were stubbornly opposed to his inexplicable need to ‘just walk it off’, going so far as to literally chase him down once when Waxer had ‘accidentally’ mentioned to you that he’d taken a rather hard kick to the ribs during the previous skirmish.

Granted, his ribs had been bruised, but it wasn’t anything he couldn’t handle.

You weren’t hearing any of it though, and Cody had had to sit there petulantly while you’d tended to him.

That had been where the ice had started to crack, and eventually after much persistence and pursuit on your part, Cody had started coming to you, and exclusively you, whenever he was more than just a little bumped and bruised. And, you at least liked to think that, a sort of friendship had sparked up between the two of you….

What little free time he had, he was more than content to spend with you if the situation allowed, you’d sat in on more than a few meal time meetings with him, and you were always his first consult when it came to the best solutions for setting up the field medical stations.

The only other person you’d seen him be that casual and informal with was the General in their down time, so you’d like to think that meant you were in some kind of favor.

Which is what leads you here now, busting into the command tent with a barely contained panic, “I’m here! What happened?”

Cody was leaning against the large table in the middle with different maps and other planning materials strewn across it. One arm was hanging limply at his side, the other one holding it close against him to seemingly keep it from moving or getting jostled around.

“I can’t-” Cody grunted, trying to roll his shoulder again, “I can’t get it back in…”

“All right, stop - Stop moving it,” You shook your head crossing to him and quickly putting your hand on the uninjured arm, “Let me look.”

You started gently removing his armor to get a better look at the damage underneath. The hiss through your teeth was involuntary as soon as you got the spaulding off, just from the jut of his shoulder you could tell the joint was fully dislocated.

“Ok… good news is we can fix it…” You said looking up at him.

“The bad news is, it’s gonna hurt like hell.” He finished and you nodded sheepishly, “Alright… Let’s get it over with…”

The process wasn’t complicated, making Cody lay back across the table with his shoulder at the edge and hold your bag while you pushed the arm back out straight to get the bone to drop back into the joint. The loud crack made you wince, and completely justified the long, low string of curses Cody let out as he reflexively dropped your bag.

“Easy… Easy,” You helped him set up, making sure he moved somewhat gingerly until you could get a look at the rest of him, “Just relax a minute.”

“I’m alright,” Cody shook his head, trying to wave you off as he got back on his feet, “I need to get back out there.”

“Cody!” You snapped, grabbing him by the elbow of his good arm.

Whatever scolding you were about to give the commander was cut off by a loud explosion that rocked the ground beneath your feet. Cody moved quickly to grab you by the forearm, half dragging you out of the tent to see what was going on.

The second explosion went off far too close to the right of you and Cody barely had time to pull you into him before the two of you were sent flying through a cloud of dust and debris.

You registered something sharp hitting you in the back before everything faded away…

-*-*-*-

“C’mon cyare, you have to wake up for me…”

You groan lowly, trying to turn your head away from the incessant tapping on your cheek, blinking slowly as things around you came back into focus. The first thing to register was the ringing in your ears, followed quickly by the pain in your head and back.

“There you go kar’ta, easy.” Cody helped you sit up as gently as he could, shifting around behind you so you could sit propped up against him, “I tried to cover you, but you still took a hard hit to the head. Don’t try to move too fast just yet.”

You gave a weak laugh and leaned your head back against his shoulder, “Well, it’s nice to know you’ve been paying attention, even if you don’t actually listen to anything I tell you.”

You could feel the chuckle vibrate through his chest even if the trooper behind you was trying to hide it, “I always listen to you, mesh’la.”

To say you were a little stunned by his free use of endearments would be an understatement; other troopers, especially the new and shiny ones, through them around like water - a sweet, if a little awkward attempt to flirt with one of the first if not only females they’d had close contact with in their lives - but not Cody. He almost exclusively addressed you as ‘ma’am’ or your surname.

Either way it was still your turn to chuckle, turning your head to look up at him over your shoulder, “Yeah? You got a funny way of showing it, Kote.”

Another odd occurrence: Cody smiled, again laughing under his breath, as he looked away from you. If you didn’t know any better, and there was more light wherever the two of you were temporarily hidden, you would have sworn he was blushing.

“Just because I don’t always have the luxury of following your orders, doesn’t mean I’m not paying attention.”

Another explosion and the sound of blaster fire cut through whatever clandestine moment the two of you were having, Cody’s head immediately snapping back to the small cave entrance you assumed you’d fallen through, “We need to move.”

You nodded, pushing yourself back up to your feet, still a little unsteady, but there was no spinning feeling or nausea, so you could power through it.

“You stay right beside me, cyar’ika,” Cody said drawing his own blaster as he chanced peeking out of the cave, “Right on my hip, I’ll get you back behind the line.”

You nodded, as he slipped his helmet back on, “Right behind you Commander.”

Reaching back for your hand, Cody pulled you up beside him as close as he could get you, and just as you thought he was about to step out into the fray he stopped and turned back to you. Squeezing your hand, you could just tell Cody was staring down at you intently behind his helmet

“Stay with me, ner kar’ta,” Your eyes fell shut on their own accord as Cody leaned in to press the forehead of his helmet against yours, “I will keep you safe.”

In that moment, you had never believed anything more.

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