#commander bly x reader | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

vodika-vibes · 1 month

Text

The Tattoo

Summary: You scheduled a tattoo appointment for yourself, Bly is hurt that you won’t tell him what you’re getting a tattoo of.

Pairing: Commander Bly x F!Reader

Word Count: 1271

Warnings: None

Tagging: @trixie2023 @n0vqni @imabeautifulbutterfly

A/N: I love Bly. So much. More people should write for him.

You open the door to your apartment, and sigh when Bly breezes past you and settles himself at your kitchen table. “Hello to you too,” You call into the house as you shut the door and follow him into your kitchen.

Carelessly, you drop into the chair across from him.

Bly has a small smile on his face as he leans across the table, “You’re breaking my heart, cyar’ika.” The familiar nickname falls from his lips easily, it’s a shame that you don’t speak a lick of Mando’a and it’s even more of a shame that no one will tell you what it means.

You roll your eyes, “It’s a tattoo, Bly. It’s not like I’m moving to Tatooine to start a new life as a moisture farmer.”

“Yeah, but, not only did I have to find out about this from my brothers,” He says pointedly, “You won’t tell me what you’re getting a tattoo of. So. Heart broken.”

“Oh, come on. You’re covered in tattoos.” You point out as you gesture, vaguely, towards the golden tattoos flowing down his arms, and peeking out from the collar of his shirt.

“Please tell me what your tattoo is going to be?” He drapes himself across your table dramatically and folds his hands over yours, “The curiosity is killing me.”

“You’ll just have to wait and see. Just like everyone else.”

“Oh! You can let me go with you!”

“No, Bly.” There’s an amused smile on your lips, “It’s supposed to be a surprise.”

“I’m surprised. I didn’t know you were interested in tattoos.”

“Well…I’m not really.” You shrug, “I lost a bet.”

Bly immediately sits up, and something dangerous slides through his eyes, “What.”

“Easy Bly.” Your amusement grows, “Your overprotective tendencies are showing.”

“Is someone forcing you to get this?”

“Not forcing me, no. I did agree to the bet willingly. And I’m able to choose the tattoo and the location, so it’s not so bad.”

Still, he frowns, “If you don’t want a tattoo then don’t get one. If anyone has a problem with it, they can take it up with me.”

“Bly,” His dark eyes snap to your face, “I’m okay with it. Really.”

Some of the offended tension drains from his shoulders, “What bet did you lose anyway?”

At that your face burns, “Um…not important.”

You’re definitely not going to admit that you had a bet with Stripe on whether or not Bly was romantically involved with General Secura. You thought he was, as much as it broke your heart, Stripe was convinced that he wasn’t.

Stripe was right.

Which is a win/lose scenario for you. Win because you might, possibly, have a chance with him now. Lose because you do have to get a tattoo.

Bly slides into the chair next to you and pokes your cheek, “Cyar’ika,” He coos, “What was the bet?”

You bat his hand away, “I’m not telling.”

“Is it embarrassing? Ooh, was it a sex bet.”

“What? No!” You stare at him, “Why would you ask that?”

“Curious.” But there’s something odd in his smile, “Come on, cyar’ika. Tell me? Please?”

“Fine!” You fold your arms, and pointedly won’t look at him, “I had a bet with Stripe,”

“Uh-huh.”

“About whether or not you’re dating General Secura.”

Bly blinks at you. Twice.

“And…uh…who started the bet?”

“Stripe.”

“Right. Right.” He stands and drops a kiss to your temple, “Cool. Cool, cool, cool. I’m going to go beat the shit out of my brother. Comm me when your tattoo is done? I wanna see it.”

“Uh…sure? Why are you-?”

“Don’t worry about it. Reasons!”

Several hours later, Bly hurries back to his cyar’ika’s apartment, absently massaging his bruised knuckles.

Stripe deserved the beat down he got. And sure, General Secura had been Not Pleased with the fight, but it had been well deserved.

Stripe conned his cyar’ika and forced her to get a tattoo, for all that she claimed that he wasn’t forcing her. It wasn’t a fair bet. Stripe knows how Bly feels about his cyar’ika.

The look of resigned acceptance on his brother’s face when Bly returned to the Barracks did make him a little less annoyed. But only a little.

Bly runs up the stairs and reaches the door at the same time as his cyar’ika.

A small smile crosses her pretty lips, “That was quick.” She teases lightly.

“Well, I was waiting for the comm,” Bly admits as he scans her body, but he doesn’t see any bandages that might hide a tattoo, “Where is it?”

She rolls her eyes with a laugh, and keys open the door, “So impatient, Bly. I thought you were supposed to be a commander.” Her voice is light and teasing.

“I am, but this has been killing me.” He follows her into the house, and smacks the button to shut and lock the door, “Come on, cyar’ika. Where is it? Did you back out?”

“No. Rude.” She pauses, “Did you think I would?”

“No. Of course not.” Bly lies…badly.

“Bly!”

“What! You said they weren’t really your thing.” He says defensively.

She folds her arms over her chest, and Bly tries, really hard, to not drop his gaze to her breasts. He will be respectful, damn it.

Her lips twitch, “You want to see it?”

“Yes! Please.”

She laughs, “Alright, alright. Just so you know, I have to take off my shirt.”

He pauses, “Where, exactly, is your tattoo?”

“On my back.” She says with a grin.

“Alright, let’s see it.”

She turns around and peels her shirt off, and Bly’s breath catches in his throat. Partly because she is half naked, in front of him, and he’s kind of stupid when it comes to her, but partly because of the design on her back.

It looks like his.

Well. Sort of.

Rather than just geometrical designs, hers look more like vines, with stunning gold flowers decorating the across her shoulder and down her side. In fact, the gold of the flowers looks almost identical to the gold of his own tattoos.

He steps closer and lightly, very lightly, trails a finger across the vine.

“Beautiful.” He breathes out, only half talking about the tattoo.

She turns her head to look at him, a grin on her lips, “Yeah?”

Bly’s gaze locks with hers, and he smiles, “Yeah.” He’s not talking about the tattoo anymore.

His fingers slide across the back of her neck to grip her shoulder, and he lightly spins her so that she’s facing him. “I have a confession.”

“Oh?”

“Stripe conned you. He knew he was going to win that bet.”

She blinks, “What?”

“Stripe knows, perfectly well, who I have a thing for and he knows very well that it isn’t General Secura. He’s known for months. All of them know.” Bly brushes the back of his fingers against her cheek, “It’s why I had to go beat the shit out of him.”

She frowns lightly, “Well, that wasn’t nice of him.”

“No, it wasn’t.”

“So…who are you interested in then?” She asks with a frown.

Bly laughs, “It’s not obvious?” He asks as his fingers trail from her cheek to lightly grip her chin. “It’s you. It’s always been you. It’ll always be you.”

Her lips part in surprise.

“Can I kiss you?”

A small smile crosses her lips, “Yes. Please.”

Bly crashes his lips against hers. And while Stripe got everything he deserved, he might go a bit easier on him for the next couple of days. After all, his con encouraged him to confess to his pretty cyar’ika. And that’s deserving of a reward.

#star wars #tcw #commander bly x reader #bly x reader #star wars fanfiction #x reader fanfiction #f!reader fic

55 notes · View notes

spilledkauffie · 2 years

Text

Clone Commanders — Cute HCs ☁️

xFemale!Reader || — sorry for disappearing 😬😅

P.s. I know we only see some of these guys very briefly, so these are just my interpretations of them in these situations.

Commander Cody ↴

“When you say you love me, know I love you more. When you say you need me, know I need you more”

Downtime together — you and Cody are at the point where downtime together can just mean relaxing. It's a busy life in the clone army and you understand that he's deployed here and there across the galaxy at a whim, so some consistency for a few hours or days (depending on how much time he has) is a really nice thing for Cody to experience. A lot of it consists of staying in bed, a very rare thing. You two will wake up, Cody at his usual hour, because he's pretty sure he can't sleep in, and you shortly after. From there you talk, cuddle, catch up on things that have happened to each other while the other was away, plan for the next time you'll get to see each other, etc. He enjoys the normalcy so much that you try extra for him when he's home. You offer to cook a favourite of his (which of course he'll offer to cook for you. and then you both wind up in the kitchen together), and you ask if there's any place he wants to go while he's on-world (like a date to a park or bar).

An absolute sweetheart — if he knows he’s going to be away from Coruscant for a good while, he’ll set up little things that will remind you how much he loves you. Like when you came into your apartment’s kitchen and found three vases of flowers (which are hard enough to come by on Coruscant) all from Cody. He made an appointment ahead of time so they’d be scheduled to deliver while he was away. Usually, it comes with a small handwritten note saying “so you don’t forget me” or “one for every day I'm gone." // Cody tries his best to contact you as much as he can while on a mission, but sometimes there's a more dangerous situation at hand and he'd hate to endanger you in any way, so there are nights that he has to skip. Of course, you've learned that he always has his reasons, but most of all you're just grateful to hear from him again, having assumed the worst.

Silent struggles — Cody doesn't talk about a lot, but the war has taken a toll on him in various ways. Physically obviously, and that at least he can't hide from you. Mentally is where it gets more challenging; he's used to being the leader, even for other lower rank officers to consult with and look up to. So it's rare that Cody's verbally an open book. Hence, it's essential for you to know his body language and tone which gives him away pretty easily. / Sometimes if he simply says nothing, you know it's something he's struggling with. That's when a long hug or just holding his hand can mean a lot to him. After thinking about whatever was bothering him for a while, he'll lift your hand up and give your knuckles a kiss as a way of saying thank you.

Loves to snuggle — Cody loves having you in his arms. He's gotten so good at reading your body language that when you're being a bit shy about physical contact, he steps in and fills the gap for you, so you don't have to ask. He can just tell when you want to be close, so by habit, he makes sure that he's always perfectly welcoming and accessible to you. // At home you're constantly cuddled up next to him, or leaning against him. Cody loves that you feel so comfortable, and it makes him feel like he can more easily protect you when you're close, so that's a bonus too!

Commander Wolffe ↴

“I have died everyday waiting for you. Darling don't be afraid—”

He's liked you for a long time — yep, Wolffe has been pining after you for a good long while before actually addressing the feelings. He's not very open with his emotions, so he wants to be sure that there's no chance he's misreading any signs. If there are no signs from you, he'll never say anything, he'll just love you from a distance. Thankfully, however, he could sense there was something mutual between the two of you, it was now just a waiting game to see who would address it first.

You are one of two, either:

↳ you're extremely similar // you two are the toughies, everyone saw it coming because you’re basically the male and female version of each other. Which of course is prime teasing material. You’re kind of a dream team though, whenever someone needs a stern sitting down or a little intimidation is required, they just call up you and Wolffe. / There's a lot of heated tension, you two are both stubborn beyond belief, so when there's a little disagreement it quickly turns to more; suddenly there's aggressive flirting and inuendos flying all over the place (anyone watching is genuinely confused over whether or not you're going to kiss or kill each other).

↳ you're the couple nobody saw coming // literally no one would have imagined you'd be the couple. You're more on the shy timid side, you love cute things like giving gifts to the boys before they head off on a mission, and you're extremely kind to just about anyone you meet. Wolffe is head over heels for you. He wants to protect you at all costs, and if someone so much as looks at you funny he'll get real defensive real fast. All the other clones just shrug and say "opposites attract I guess," whenever they see the two of you together.

Loves to be cuddled — he’ll never admit it, but he likes being cuddled. He doesn’t always cuddle back, especially if there's even a possibility that someone will see. But since you know he likes it based on his body language relaxing every time you hug him, you don't shy away from it. The other clones have to smile when they see you snuggled up to Wolffe, and he's just going with it. / The Wolfpack like to tease him about this, "Hey, Wolffe, you finally got a tail" one says, holding back a laugh. Wolffe looks over his shoulder to find you hugging him from behind. // However, get him alone and he loves to nuzzle up against you, usually nosing at your neck while he wraps his arms around your frame keeping you as close as possible.

His physical affection — when you're alone, Wolffe has a very hands-on form of affection; he's better with actions than words. You can really tell his emotions based on his physical contact / lack thereof. Wolffe likes to nuzzle up against you, with a hand tightly around your waist or stomach. Sometimes when he's more stressed he'll just come up behind you and rest his forehead against the back of your head, hugging you more softly. When he's distant you know something is really occupying his thoughts; you either let him be until he's ready to talk or you just let him know you're there with a simply touch, a hand across the back of his shoulders, a quick kiss to his jaw, etc.

Commander Fox ↴

“They said, “I bet they’ll never make it,” but just look at us holding on. We’re still together, still going strong”

Not a lot of off-time — unlike a lot of other clones, who get to wait for their next mission or next ship departure, Fox doesn't have that luxury. Aside from a few off-world things, wherein he's predominantly protecting a diplomat, Fox is constantly working when he’s on Coruscant. Thus, his whole team knows you, because you often stop by his on-world office. // “Please report to the droid and he’ll log your-“ Fox begins, but pauses when he looks up to see you standing on the other side of the glass with a smile. He immediately sets down his pen and holds the com button, now talking in a whisper, “what are you doing here?” / “the guys told me you had lunch in a few, so,” you lift up a basket, “I thought I’d bring some.” / Fox is blushing fiercely at the idea that his team knows about the two of you, when Hound waltzes in the office, you wave, “alright lunch!!” He announces. / “Not for you, you’ve got an hour and a half until your break,” Fox corrects him.

The man is stressed and tired — most of the time Fox is stress to the hilt about this or that, an order from Palpatine, issues with Coruscant crime, lack of sleep, etc. That being said, Fox just likes to be held sometimes. He love resting against your lap, stomach, or side when you two are just relaxing together. He wants to be near you no matter what you’re doing, even if you’re busy with something else, he just likes to be with you. It’s his favourite when he rests his head in your lap and takes your hand in his, placing it on his chest as he closes his eyes and tries to relax the best he can. He’s found that your presence is one of the most soothing things in the galaxy.

Plans, plans, plans — Fox has a big heart and just wants to do what he thinks is best. So, he has a lot of plans for you two if, more than when, you get downtime together. He has a whole notebook of things he’s planned out for just the two of you, it’s not only a long list but a very very detailed list. He’ll admit, he gets a bit bored on the days he's sitting in an office all day, so he whips his little notepad out and makes some special notes. // Fox doesn’t exactly show you it, you more so discover it when he’s getting ready to leave at a ridiculously early hour. // “what’s this?” You ask picking up a notepad that fits in your hand. / “That’s- it’s nothing,” Fox starts, barely having zipped up his black bodysuit he’s already trying to take it out of your hand. / “Fox, come on,” you plea sweetly, and with the furrow of your brows and the way the morning light pours against you in your nightgown, he can’t say no. Accepting defeat he steps back, letting you bring it down in front of you. / “You’re just gonna laugh,” he says as you gently open the first page. / What you find is scribbles of locations and date ideas, some things are crossed out, others are circled, but they've all got something special about them, your favourite this or that, hobbies, places he's heard you mention a lot, etc. Before he can protest again, you're wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him into a deep kiss that takes him by total surprise. / "Stars I wish you didn't have to go to work," you smile.

A little clingy — when you actually get time together, Fox can be a little clingy, which is the opposite of his work persona. You understand that he doesn't have much of his own, and the time you get together is very minimal, so it's not too much to ask that you each give each other the most of your attention when you do get to be alone. / Some of your closest friends have picked up on it, when you at random drop small plans (like going out for the night) their immediate response is a smirk followed by "Fox has extra hours off tonight doesn't he?" and you can't even deny it anymore.

Commander Bly ↴

"Every now and then, the stars align, boy and girl meet by the great design. Could it be that you and me are the lucky ones?"

Friends first — Bly without a doubt is your best friend ever since you met you two have just clicked. He’s always treated you right and been there for you, even putting aside feelings at times, not wanting to ruin the friendship. However, you became so close that the line between friends and more definitely became blurred and neither of you had a problem with where it was going. But at the same time, it felt so natural that neither of you officially decided to talk about the status of each other in the changing relationship.

Seamless transition — it wasn’t until someone actually called you out as his girlfriend and Bly said “yeah, so quit teasing her” that you two realised you were obviously more than friends at this point. Bly blushed as soon as he realised he’d confirmed your new status without even asking you out in the first place. Since you were in the same boat, not expecting it to just come out so naturally from him, you assured him that you’d love to be his girlfriend which lead to a conversation of: “have we been together together?” Bly tilts his head like a confused but contemplative puppy. / “Well, everyone else seems to think so?” you shrug casually, quirking you’re lips as you look to him. / “So…should I still ask you to be my girlfriend or-?” Bly lifts a hand, waiting for your response. / “I think we’re on the same page now,” you place your hand in his, to which he naturally holds.

PDA — Bly isn’t afraid of it. He’s completely comfortable with physical touch. It’s never over the top of you’re in public, but he’s perfectly content to hug you on the landing platform, hold your hand while walking through the barracks, and keep you close by the waist as 79’s. It feels very natural coming from Bly, and it’s in the little things too. If you’re talking to a friend and Bly happens to see someone trying to move behind you, he’ll just gently put his hand on your back or the small of your back just to let you know not to step any further back without verbally interrupting your conversation. Whenever you’re nervous, he sets a hand on your knee or offers his hand for you to hold as a distraction. When you’re at home it’s very cosy and relaxing just having him around giving you a little physical affection in the cutest ways.

Always a gentleman — Bly is always pampering you. He has a tendency to lavish you with gifts and little things that he knows you enjoy a lot or have had your eye on for a while but just haven’t committed to buying. Gifts are a big thing with him because he feels it can be a little way of reminding you that he’s thinking of you and that you mean the world to him. It also allows for the relationship to feel more normal when he’s home. Which means he doesn’t mind taking you shopping in the market districts when he has some downtime between assignments. He’s the kind of boyfriend who actually patiently waits for you outside the fitting room, commenting on every outfit you come out in. / “Bly,” you drop your shoulders mildly frustrated, “you said that about the last one.” / “Well darling, I can’t help it you look beautiful in all of them,” he half chuckles to himself, raising his eyebrows at you.

Commander Colt ↴

"Baby, you're all that I want, when you're lyin' here in my arms"

Tried to keep it professional — you were only stationed on Kamino for a few weeks, but you can Colt had a really strong connection to each other within days. Without even talking to each other you were instantly interested. Colt tried to ignore anything being there and did his best to talk to you only in a professional sense, but he couldn’t help but follow you from the corner of his eye every time you were around. He wanted you to see him as a commander doing his job well, just as he respected you for doing your job. However, he didn’t take into consideration the attraction that arose. There was something so magnetising about you to him, eventually he tested the waters and began to get a little subtly flirty here and there with you.

Heated start — when you picked up on his hints you came back with something a bit stronger asking if Commanders got their own private quarters. Stunned, but smiling under his helmet, he coolly told you “yes,” before giving you the details of his last training shift that night. What was meant to be a one night stand turned into two, or three, or four, and eventually you had to admit that there was something more than just the physical between the two of you, not to say the physical wasn’t phenomenal. Colt agreed and you began to work out of being together was even plausible. Coming to the conclusion that you could make it work, you agreed to give it a go, but keep it pretty much under lock and key. Not wanting your relationship to be widely known.

Misses you a lot — Colt is tied to Kamino with his task of training and protecting the planet and facility. You however are not, so when the Republic sends you elsewhere, Colt’s the one who is stuck in one place worrying about you being out there. / “I’m only going to Coruscant for a briefing,” you tell him one night, lying together. / “I know,” Colt tried to reason with himself, not used to feeling so worried, “but I just want you to be safe.” / “well, I’m getting an escort from your most recently graduated squad,” you remind him, “so, if they’ve learned from the best I’m in good hands.” You kiss his cheek. / “hey, you’re for my hands only,” Colt pulls you a little closer by the waist. “Don’t worry, they may have learned from the best,” you place a lingering kiss, “but you’re still the best to me.” // You make sure to contact him as many nights as you can when you’re not on Kamino, he loves to listen to how your day was, an update on your assignments, etc. He’s just a softy who wants to know you’re okay.

Over protective — when you’re stationed on Kamino, you’re literally surrounded by clones. Colt takes this somewhat as a threat because inevitably he’s not the only one to take notice of your beauty. A few other guys think you’re quite the cutie, but the moment you tell them you’re with Colt they back off. Colt has a reputation for keeping his cool and being patient with new trainees and upcoming soldiers, except for when it comes to you. Literally any other circumstance, he’s fine, he’s calm, someone tries to flirt with you and he’s threatening to throw them off the landing dock and feed them to the Aiwhas. // You find it a little funny how Colt can be so intense and intimidating, yet you know him so intimately that it’s like a whole side of him that he hides most of the time.

272 notes · View notes

taska-rokanh · 3 months

Text

Request Guidelines

Alright, with requests open, I guess it's time to get the ball rolling! As a reminder, I will not write smut, incest, toxic, or age gap/minor relationships. I'm not the biggest fan of the sequels, just to let you know.

I will write all canon ships, and Sabezra because c'mon, that's nearly canon. I will write both platonic or romantic x reader oneshots, but I prefer to write platonic for female characters.

Imagines and preferences aren't exactly my style, but that doesn't mean I won't do them! Give it a shot and I'll do my best.

Edit: hey y'all since making this post last night I've decided to expand a little bit so I can post some Star Trek content that I have. Same rules apply, just with the Star Trek characters! As a fairly new fan, I feel more comfortable writing for TOS and AOS.

10 notes · View notes

skellymom · 2 months

Text

"I'M YOUR MAN"

Hunter x Jedi Fem Reader Supporting Character. SMUTTY++

Background: This one shot starts out very similar to my "Hunt and Peck" one shot. However, it's not just a Force Sensitive, but an actual Jedi. And, his Batchmates aren't in on the shenanigans. This is the VERY dirty version of "Hunt and Peck" but Hunter goes "solo".

I wanted to write a smutty fic from INSIDE Hunter's head space. We hardly ever really know what's going on in there. Well, now you do!

Word Count: 2.1K

WARNING: Male masturbation, oral sex, genital sex, spit kink, swearing kink, dirty word kink, praise kink, names of various sexual positions, bodily fluids, lots of dirty nasty sexy stuff. Lots of it. Very LEMONY content!

The Batch finished up their latest mission, picking up a new passenger along the way. Y/N was a Jedi hitching a ride to a planet they would be passing on the way to Kamino. She would only be staying a few standard days on the Marauder, and the crew made sure she had a comfortable stay.

Within two days Hunter was smitten. He usually kept his infatuations to himself as best he could...ESPECIALLY with female Jedi. But...well, this one was different...and difficult to ignore. Of course, he still engaged with her politely and respectfully. Being a Sergeant and host on this transport, he kept some distance.

Y/N was attractive. Not conventionally, as he wouldn’t consider himself attracted to just ANY pretty face. But she had that...thing. An essence? Something that just took him out at the knees. It was elusive...

...and she smelled SO GOOD. Hell, even when she was sweaty, dirty, just got woke up in the morning...heady scent of her body odor with the slightest tang of her sex...

Hunter shifted in the pilot’s seat. His armor codpiece felt tight. Dammit, he NEEDED to stop getting distracted. He was supposed to be sitting watch on the ship.

Technically Echo was to stand this shift. However, he was under the weather and now lying down like the rest of his brothers.

Hunter could hear Crosshair breathing, Echo’s ticking mechanical heart, and smell Tech’s drool...as he slept face down with mouth open. Wreckers' snores were like a power tool, until his sleep apnea kicked in. Hunter would count the seconds unconsciously holding his own breath too...until Wrecker finally inhaled.

Hunter inhaled deeply just thinking about it...

...until Y/N sighed in her sleep. The sound brought his attention back to the heat and tightness in his groin. Hunter’s cock was now becoming painful with an intense pressure against his codpiece.

Oh STARS! How did the other Clones deal with this??? Commander Bly following Aayla Secura around while she exposed all that beautiful blue skin. Or Deepa Billoba with her pretty braids and deep scarlet lips...

...then there was his first crush: Shaak Ti. A tall stunning Togruta with her long montrals and head tails.

DANK FERRICK! Y/N did look at him a lot and smiled. He could sense her body reacting to him MUCH differently than his brothers. The thrumming of her presence on his senses. Something he guessed was her Force sensitivity. It would tickle his nerve endings and make him shiver...in a VERY good way. Was Y/N flirting with the Force? Hunter wasn’t exactly sure. Was that even ALLOWED?

Hunter ripped the codpiece off and tossed it onto the Marauder’s dash. His girthy engorged cock staining through his blacks...and leaving a wet spot.

These Jedi women are going to be the death of me!

Who was he kidding...WOMEN drove him crazy!!!

The last thing Hunter wanted was to cause any trouble...especially with a Jedi.

He had to take care of this situation...and put IT to “rest” ...NOW.

Walking back to the refresher wasn’t an option. He didn’t want to wake anyone, and he was supposed to be on watch.

Listening again, Hunter could perceive everyone was asleep and accounted for. He slid down comfortably in the pilot’s chair. Noting that Tech left one of his hand rags for mechanical maintenance hanging up in the cockpit, Hunter grabbed it for clean up later.

Looking around and listening one last time, Hunter gently rolled down his blacks and released his cock. Its meaty girthiness sprung up at attention. Uncut and big enough to satisfy, but not so large as to be painful. Poor Wrecker...Hunter thought fleetingly. So big he must hold back constantly to not injure. Gotta be stressful. People would give Hunter shit for being the smallest of the group. Heh, average ain’t bad. Especially since he exceeded at technique.

What was the saying on Kamino? Yeah...It’s not the size of the ship, but the motion of the ocean.

The head of his penis peeked out from the uncut foreskin. Hunter smoothed his thumb through the large drop of precum and rubbed gentle circles on the top of his cock. He shivered from the sensation but held back a gentle moan. He needed to be extra quiet. Keeping his mouth shut, Hunter also regulated his breathing.

Next, he cupped his cock in hand and gently but firmly pulled back his foreskin. Then he gave his shaft a few good pumps.

... A very feminine scent wafted from the pallet Y/N was sleeping on the bunk room floor. She must have been having a hell of a dream...as Hunter could smell her wet arousal. To her credit, she was extremely quiet.

The smell drove him crazy. More precum leaked from his cock.

Hunter closed his eyes and imagined what it would be like to bury his face in Y/N’s pussy. He inhaled her scent and pictured himself licking and sucking her clit. How she would look from that point of view. Staring up over her mons pubis to see her writhe and sweat. Hair messed, face and chest flushed as he teased her to orgasm over and over again. Screaming his name, asking for more.

FUCK, he LOVED EATING PUSSY! LOVED watching his lovers lose themselves in ecstasy. Loved when they praised his talent for the job.

And, if they wanted to be fingered while he dined, he happily obliged. Gently of course...unless she insisted on it being rough. He followed directions very well and kept the channels of communication open. How many fingers? How’s that feel? You like how I’m fingering you? Tell me. I wanna hear you tell me. Yeah...whatever you want. I’m your man. Mmmm...You’re so FUCKING beautiful!

Pumping his cock, occasionally coming up to rub the leaking precum across his head and frenulum with his thumb. The mental image fueling his desire and the tingling of his penis.

Hunter also LOVED breasts. Big, small, he serviced them all. Lick them, kiss, twist, cup. But, he wasn’t in a hurry. No, Hunter wanted to appreciate the other parts of his lover's body and work his way there.

Nibbling Y/N’s thighs, tender kisses on her stomach. Women worry too much about their bellies. Who the fuck made them feel so insecure? Hunter wasn’t gonna get mad. He didn’t have time for that. Bring that belly here and let me worship it. The asshole that made you feel bad about that part of your body isn’t here...I AM. Look me right in the eyes. Yeah, hold that eye contact. Listen to me. I’m gonna make your body SING tonight. I wanna make you feel desirable...’cause you are. Now, grab my hair if you feel ya gotta hold on tight!

Pumped his wet cock a bit more...

AND ASSES! All sizes. Firm and jiggly...flat and flabby...

Fuck the guy who told you your ass wasn’t pretty. Probably the same dipshit who razzed you about your other body parts.

I’m here to tell ya: Your body parts make my cock wanna give you a standing ovation. I’ll happily kiss ANYTHING on your body, if it’ll get you off. Even the stuff you might be worried is too nasty and dirty. I’ll be as clean as you request or dirty as ya care to ask for.

Hunter needed to stay on track. All the blood was rushing to his lower extremities, making him a bit punch drunk. His eyes were half closed with horniness.

And he needed a bit more lubrication. Hunter leaned over his swollen member and spit on it delicately. The extra slide felt amazing.

Oh yeah...Hunter was getting ahead of himself. In his mind Y/N requested he kiss and suckle her breasts. In his mind, she moaned and raked at his back. Mmmmhmm...I wanna hear you. Tell me how much you like this. He moved up to lavish her neck with kisses, grinding his slippery member through her sex. The sound was loud and wet. Smells sooo good. Whispering in her ear, pressing his nose against her cheek You feel so good! FUCK...Hunter shivered, his cock twitching with anticipation.

Are you ready for me? Yeah? Gonna take my time, okay? I’m in no hurry...unless you WANT me to fuck you hard and put you away wet? I aim to please. So swollen and hard right now...could grab you around the legs, hoist ya up, and nail ya silly. Missionary? Doggie style? Cowgirl? Reverse Cowgirl? Vertical or Horizonal, I’m strong enough to get ya there.

No? Ok. Just give me the word. And I’ll take it nice...and easy.

Hunter slowed down the momentum on his cock. Stroking gently to prolong his arousal and not cum too soon.

What about me, you say? Heh...REALLY enjoying my time with you. I’m a man of variety. Whatever you want, I’m along for...ahem...the ride. However long it takes.

You wanna suck my cock? Well...chuckles...I won’t say NO to a good blow. Just ask you tease me a bit. He imagined the wet softness of Y/N’s mouth on his member. Swirling her tongue over his head, shaft...

...her hand firmly gripping his balls and he gripped them now...

...pumping his cock...gathering momentum.

Wanna blow my seed in your cunt, while I’m holding you. Full body skin on skin contact while I’m inside you. My uncut foreskin rubbing your pink jellybean clit while my cock caresses your G-spot. Bonus if I get to taste your mouth while you moan into mine.

Hunter lifted his pelvis off the seat, bracing his legs and abdomen...adding pressure to his core and the root of his sex. He slid his cock back and forth through his wet hand, gritting his teeth, and sweating.

I’ll do EVERYTHING in my power to take you over the edge ONE more time before I do. I got the stamina to fuck, suck, and caress you all night if it’s what you request of me. Over and over again.

I’m YOUR MAN.

As Hunter came, a very sudden and explosive scream erupted from the bunk room!

Hunter let go of his scrotum and slapped a hand over his mouth to hold back his violent moans. An intense, warm orgasm shot through his body. Hunter came SO HARD it hit the ceiling of the Marauder’s cockpit with an audible THUMP! A climax so sudden and strong, he shook and was unable to stand.

The bunk room erupted in chaos. Wrecker had fallen off the top bunk from sheer terror. Tech started awake and flung his datapad across the room...hitting Crosshair in the head. Only Echo remained unscathed as he slipped unaided by his prosthetics from the bottom bunk to the Jedi’s pallet on the floor.

He put his one intact arm around the Jedi. “Ma’am, are you ok?”

She, sweating, flushed, and breathing heavily, “Oh...” stammered, “A dream.”

“Sounded like a NIGHTMARE!” Wrecker recovered from his fall.

The Jedi laughed nervously.

Tech finally found his goggles amongst the bedcovers, slapped them on, and ran to the refresher. “I’ll retrieve a glass of water for our guest.”

Crosshair rubbed the goose egg developing on his forehead. “Bring a bacta patch while you’re in there too!”

“Where the HELL is HUNTER???” Echo thundered.

On command Hunter slid into the bunk room. “What happened? Must have fallen asleep on watch!”

Echo turned to Hunter “Our Guest gave us quite a scare.” He looked puzzled as Hunter NEVER fell asleep on watch. “Due to a dream.”

Tech ran in and handed the Jedi a full canteen of water and a small towelette for her sweaty brow.

“Thank you, Tech.” She dabbed herself and sipped from the canteen...purposely keeping her eyes averted from the Sergeant.

“Bacta patch?” Crosshair growled at Tech.

“I ONLY have two hands, Crosshair!” Tech sassed his way back to the refresher.

“Looking a little FLUSHED too, Hunter. Sure you’re FEELING well? Crosshair sneered.

Hunter was just about to tell Crosshair to shut his pie hole when the Jedi interrupted. “I... think I’m ready to go back to sleep.”

“Alright.” Echo got back into his bunk. “You need ANYTHING, we’re right here.”

“I’m feeling better now.” She sighed. "Thank you Echo."

Wrecker leaned down and handed Lula to Y/N. “Lula will help you sleep the rest of the night.”

“Thank you, Wrecker.”

Crosshair sneered at Hunter who turned to go back to his watch station.

Tech unpeeled the bacta patch and slapped it over Crosshair’s pie hole, then turned out the lights.

Next morning the Marauder landed at the Jedi’s destination. She thanked The Batch and descended the gangplank. Sergeant Hunter was the last to say goodbye and salute her.

“I must thank you, btw.” She blushed demurely and smiled.

Hunter looked confused and glanced to see where his Batchmates were at. They had already retreated into the ship, preparing to leave the planet.

“Uh...for what?”

“For being...MY MAN... last night.”

Hunter blushed crimson red... speechless but had SO MANY questions.

“I know what you’re thinking Sergeant. Jedi CAN have...relations. They just can’t be possessive attachments. And... technically we never physically touched...”

She winked and walked away towards her destination.

And that was how Hunter was literally mind-fucked by a Jedi.

PLEASE like, comment, and/or REBLOG!

154 notes · View notes

dracowars · 9 months

Note

Could I please request an Anakin X reader where reader gets overwhelmed in a mission and Anakin gets her out?

overwhelmed | anakin skywalker

pairing: anakin x jedi!reader

word count: 1,1k

summary: where y/n gets overwhelmed on a mission

a/n: i missed writing so much, especially for anakin so i really hope that you enjoy it <3 feedback and reblogging is always appreciated!

warnings: angst, mentions of death, mentions of blood

universe: star wars

"What's happening down there?!", Anakin screams at the hologram map in front of him, demanding to know what is going on on the planet beneath the Resolute. His eyes frantically roam over the map, trying to find the source that caused the small transporter and the protective shields around it to be blown to bits. "General Y/L/N, do you copy?"

It was supposed to be an easy mission with no complications. The plan was simple: deliver the required weapons and care packages to the surface of Ryloth to support the troops and then leave again without a trace, not alarming the Separatists while giving your men an advantage. But instead of doing that, you walked right into a trap.

Pressing your body, which is still shaking from the bomb's hard impact, against a shattered part of the transporter, you try to control your breath, squinting your eyes to see through the dust. Inhaling it, you cough several times, waving your hand in front of your face to make the smoke slowly disappear. You hardly see anything around you, at most silhouettes of soldiers lying on the ground, injured or worse. And very close by, you hear the loud mechnical noise of spider droids coming your way.

Ignoring the panic rising within your veins, you close your eyes and try to think about your next move, trying to find a way out of this. Only then do you notice your com and the voice coming from it, instantly grounding you.

"I copy. We ran into an ambush, I don't know how many of my men survived", you answer into the comlink, forcing your voice to sound as steady as possible. But Anakin notices. He always does.

"You need to get out of there. Right now!", Anakin says with pressure, not paying attention to the fact that he has never felt so relieved to hear you voice, that, as far as he can tell, you are safe and sound. And he does not care what his men around him think, why he is so keen on getting you out of there in one piece.

When the explosions happened, Anakin felt his heart stop, his world stopped spinning. But hearing your voice right now makes it a lot more bearable because you are still there, you are still with him. He should have been down there with you and he is beating himself up for not insisting on coming with you.

"Sir, I don't think that is possible", another voice clarifies through the comlink as Bly, your commander, approaches your side, kneeling in front of you as he speaks to Anakin. His armor is covered in dust and mud, but he appears to have survived the attack without any major damages.

"Why not?", both Anakin and you ask at the same time.

"General, you are injured", Bly points out, motioning to your lower body, which is, indeed, covered in blood. Taking in a deep, shaky breath, your eyes widen and you press your hand on the bleeding wound where a piece of metal must have hit you. Only then do you notice the excruciating pain running through your body, previously hidden by the adrenaline that was still rushing through your veins mere seconds ago.

"How bad is it?", Anakin wants to know immediately, his knuckles turning white from grabbing the table with the hologram map forcefully as it is making fun of him for not being down there with you, only showing him what happened without him being able to intervene.

"I don't think any important organs are damaged, but I can't be sure, Sir. And the Separatists are approaching our current location quickly", Bly explains, offering you an encouraging smile, but all you can feel is bile rising up your throat and panic lacing your laboured breathing. "They knew we would come."

"And they were only waiting to strike", Anakin concludes, lowering his head while searching for answers. But with his heart painfully beating against his chest and your ragged breathing over the com, he can't concentrate. He needs to get you out of there.

"Prepare a shuttle", he orders one of the clones around him, his voice harsh and demanding while you are down there, possibly fighting for your life right now.

"Sir, we are not equipped for such a rescue", you hear from afar, the unbearable pain blocking everything out.

"I can do it, Anakin. It's f-fine", you try to convince him, your hands trembling and your voice only a whisper. Every breath hurts, it gets worse every second and you know that you reached your limit.

You know you won't make it. Even with Bly by your side, the chances of leaving this planet alive are falling close to zero. This realization hits you hard and a single tear slips down your cheek, leaving a wet streak on your dirty face.

"A-Anakin?", you call out to him in pain, the beeping in your ears getting louder and louder. But he does not answer.

Looking up at the sky, in the direction where your transporter came from, where Anakin is located right now, you force a smile on your lips. Black stars cloud your vision as you desperately reach for the Force, calling him.

"General, what are you-", is the last static sound you hear before your body slips into complete darkness.

════════════

Anakin is not the type to stand there doing nothing when the love of his life is on the verge of leaving this galaxy, no matter the cost. And he certainly does not care about being equipped for the rescue. Because if someone is going to get you out of there safely, then it is Anakin Skywalker.

And that is exactly what he is planning on doing the moment he leaves the bridge, when he jumps into the Twilight and lands on the rough surface of Ryloth. When he takes down every single droid with his own hands, leaving behind a trail of destruction. When he finally reaches you, unconscious frame held up by your loyal commander.

Immediately, he takes you onto his arms, carrying you to his ship with the remaining soldiers following and flanking you. The determination in Anakin's eyes is eerie, he speaks no word, only making sure to get you off this planet in no time.

Tucking a strand of hair behind your ear, he reaches out to you with the Force, just like you did before leaving into unconsciousness, telling him to leave you behind and complete the mission. The moment he does, he feels your warmth, your joy emanating through his body and your eyes flutter. Softly, your hand touches his, your lips parting ever so slightly as you croak: "I knew you would come."

"I always will", Anakin answers, placing a delicate kiss on your forehead, squeezing your hand in his gently. "I will always come for you, my angel."

403 notes · View notes

fandom-friday · 3 months

Text

Thank you so much to everyone that submitted recommendations this week! A comprehensive list of this week’s submissions can be found under the cut! Recommendations are organized by show/media, and any main pairings will be listed after the title.

❄️ = 18+ content

Fics:

The Clone Wars: New Beginnings (Corrie!Dogma x f!Reader) by @reader6898 Forbidden Masks (Kix x f!Reader) by @deejadabbles ❄️ Second Chances (Commander Wolffe x f!Reader) by @cyarbika ❄️ I Yearn, and so I Fear (Commander Wolffe x OC Kazi Ennari) by @enigmaticexplorer ❄️ Unwritten (Captain Rex x OC Mari Vontas) by @rexxdjarin ❄️ Captain's Log (Captain Rex x f!Reader) by @rexxdjarin ❄️ Invisible Barriers (Fi Skirata x f!Reader) by @the-rain-on-kamino The Clone Wars Gets a New Victim (Ahsoka Tano x OC Grim Kennet) by @chaosgod4life Even Though You're Gone, You're Still Around (Commander Bly x Aayla Secura) by super_heroine_addict (AO3) A Way Out for Two (Cad Bane x Obi-Wan Kenobi) by @feybarn ❄️ One Step at a Time by @wild-karrde Let Me Do It Right by TrickyTricky (AO3) Like Real People Do by Witless_clown (AO3) The Night Comes Down Like Heaven by @galacticgraffiti

The Bad Batch: ❄️ Same Heart (Echo x f!Reader, Fives x f!Reader) by @dumfanting ❄️ Doctor's Orders (Captain Howzer x f!Reader) by @grampsoninspace Happy Hatch Day by @eclec-tech

The Book of Boba Fett: True Rumors (Boba Fett x OC Seba) by @kimiheartblade On the Dome (Drash x Jo) by @btwxsixesandsevens

Star Wars Prequel Trilogy: A Murderous (and Talkative) Legacy by Dom_Avner (AO3) The Rising Darkness (Obi-Wan Kenobi x f!Reader) by @marierg

Star Wars Original Series: Stars In Their Multitudes by @jedi-valjean

Batman: In Another Life (Selina Kyle x Bruce Wayne) by @dlaugh Bouncing Baby Bat by EmpressGeek (AO3) Maybe with a Shift in Planets by @sunflowersandink Apartment Policy: No Dragons Allowed by Bricksheep (AO3) The Night Shall Call Your Name (You Must Answer) by Fandom_Trash224 (AO3) "And it's Cassandra with the Steel Chair!" by destiny919 (AO3) QUARANTINED: RED ROBIN'S TIK TOK ACCOUNT by @justthatonegirl1815

Marvel/MCU: Hopeful (Bucky Barnes x Sarah Wilson) by @philtstone

Fire Emblem Series: Kulning (Annette Fantine Dominic x Felix Hugo Fraldarius) by @Star_on_a_Staff (AO3)

Art:

The Clone Wars: Fox-Inspired Tooka Art by @st4r-t3ars Commander by @finpews It's Commander Cody with a steel chair! by @merlyn-bane Captain Rex Art by @pinkiemme Gregor, Wolffe, and Rex Art by @comradewolfe ❄️ Captain Rex and OC Mari Vontas Art by @rexxdjarin What was I made for? by @spicyclones79s Your Bodies Seed the Stars by @aliettali ❄️ In the Meadow by @the-rain-on-kamino Jet is Doing His Best by @for-the-sake-of-color Hogsteed Concept Art by @art-of-wackylurker OC Nihlus Meets a Hogsteed by @art-of-wackylurker OC Ayyshu Family Art (Chuckles, Arni, and Nita) by @ninjigma

The Bad Batch: Tech and Omega Art by @jedizhi Crosshair Art by @melymigo The Baby Batch: Shaak Ti Meets the Bad Batch Babies by @ladykagewaki

Bloodborne: Good Hunter by @artofchinara

The Legend of Vox Machina: ❄️ "We're going to start with the Courage" by @lyaholya

#ff weekly summary

42 notes · View notes

thejediscrolls · 1 year

Text

You Drew Stars

Tech x Jedi reader

Unrequited love is a real bantha

Angst - Slowburn - Fluff

Pt 2 of You Drew Stars

“Hm… Well hello brown eyes.”

That one line had the blood in my body boiling as I repeated it over and over in my head.

“Brown eyes…” I scoffed as I helped Echo load some supplies, “That is the most ridiculous nickname I have ever heard.”

And yet so effective…

“Don’t look too much into it General.” Echo dismissed my pacing as I walked up and down the ramp.

“How can I not?” I sighed at the obvious attraction the two have between each other, “He adjusted his glasses!”

“Okay?” Echo looked at his General with confusion trying to figure her out.

“He adjusts his glasses all the time.” Hunter mused as he walked up the ramp, “Wrap it up you two, it’s time to move.”

“Not like that.” I muttered as I followed behind the two.

The mission was more or less successful given Phee’s constant flirting. Tech didn’t doing anything to dismiss her, but it’s not like he didn’t have the right too. He’s a free man after all.

Things seemed to get worse after a treasure mission of hers. One that she almost had us all killed mind you, but she was funny and helped when she was needed…

“Do you have an interest in Phee?” I remember asking him one night.

“No, of course not.” He said it so easily and I wondered then if he meant it.

After that, Phee began to show up constantly always taking up his attention when she was in the room. More often then not, I would have to leave the bar before I brought it crumbling down.

Even Omega seemed to take a liking towards her and our usual game of Sabaac and story telling turned to me sitting at a back table as she focused all of her attention on Phee’s pirating adventure.

Makes sense since my stories were usually grim with so much loss…

I still tried to get my affections towards Tech across. I would compliment him more.

“You look nice today.”

“I think you are really kind Tech, you care a lot about others… I just hope you know I care a lot about you too.”

“I like spending time with you the most.”

Everything passed by him like my words were made of air.

“Thank you.”

“I’m glad that at least you think so. If you could so kindly tell my brothers that, it would be highly appreciated.”

“I… Interesting.”

Simple thank you’s and easy replies, moving past it as if it never happened.

I know my eratic nerves seemed surprising to the others as I began to take more note in my appearance or in the way I carried myself.

Everything felt so forced now that I was no longer a Jedi. I couldn’t look to my master Secura for wisdom about what it was like to love a clone or Yoda’s wise words could no longer comfort me.

I bet if master Obi wan were here right now he would tell me that a Jedi should not hold such a strong connection to someone for it would lead to weakness and to the dark side… But look where love got master Skywalker, he was married to a senator… Or were… May they rest in peace.

I missed Ahsoka the most for our friendship was stronger than any order. Sometimes Hunter reminds me of her, kind, strong, and always pushing me to go after my dreams. I hope she made it out of order 66 just like I had.

Hope… it seems that’s all I can do nowadays.

To put it simply I had trouble expressing my feelings so freely and to have to hide who I really am to the world forever… Everything felt unbalanced.

It just seemed like my time was running thin with Tech yet those moments when it was just the two of us… Together on the marauder, going over mindless upgrades that the ship would need. It make seem dumb to the others, but for me… Everything felt right like it was meant to be.

Despite the fears slowly making a home in my heart, I focused on the good of the force, letting it guide me through my emotions.

I decided the best course of action was to do small things that would make him happy. It was what I remember Commander Bly would do for Master Secura and vice versa. A warm feeling filled my heart remembering how much they loved and protected one another. If only Order 66 didn’t happen then maybe they would be married somewhere by now.

I would make sure the ship was in order, he would always have home cooked meals, Omega was taken care of and that his brothers wouldn’t pester him so much.

I liked making recipes that were popular from my home world the most. The ones I remember my mother making and of course made enough for the rest of our little family or else they would be heartbroken. But I would always make sure Tech would eat instead of fixing something like right now for instance.

I placed one of my hands on my hips as I held a bowl of folio herb stew in my other hand, “Tech I swear if you don’t eat, I’m going to erase all the data you have on your holopad.”

“Mock threats isn’t going to stop me from finishing this task woman.” He commented and proceeded to tighten another bolt on the control panel.

“Fine.” I huffed as I sat beside him, where he was lying under the control panel.

I took a spoon full of stew, blowing on it before pressing it to his lips, “Open.” I said as his eyes widened in surprise.

He cautiously took a bite as if it were made of poison. He stared at me as he chewed, a low hum emoting from him at the taste.

I smiled back at him as I took spoon back to get more, “You work. I’ll feed you. Or else I’ll use the force and make you stop working.” I teased.

“You wouldn’t.” He squinted at me.

I raised a brow at him, “You wanna bet racer boy?”

“Yes General.” He replied with a playful roll of his eyes.

Our night ended up in laughs, the empty bowl paced off to the side and the two of us resting against a wall. Sleep was the furthest thing from our minds as we told stories about the good old days.

The next morning, a package that I have been waiting four days for arrived, placed in my hands by Echo. I was quick to thank the sec trooper before rushing to my room to wrap the small gift.

“You sure he said this was the part he needed for the transmitter?” I asked Hunter one last time as we stood outside of Sid’s cantina.

I held the gift nervously in my hand. Hunters small smirk didn’t help my nerves as he nodded his head.

“I’m sure. He told me himself if that helps.” Hunter answered with a wave of his hand.

“It doesn’t.” I spoke, my voice taking a solemn tone before I glanced back up at him, “I’m sorry for asking again. Usually he tells me these things. Thank you… For letting me know.” I said gratefully.

“Of course, I’m rooting for you General.” He placed his hand on my shoulder, “You deserve to be happy to and so does he.” He said before heading off, “Let me know how it goes.”

I smiled a bit when I entered the cantina to find Tech sitting at the bar alone. Now’s the perfect chance.

“Hey.” I greeted as I placed the small present on the bar counter beside him, “I got you something.”

“You did?” Tech’s eyebrow raised in surprise, “You know, this sudden display of gifts is interesting. What for?”

“Because…” I chuckled nervously, “You deserve something as simple as a gift and… You deserve so much more…”

“Well… Thank you.” He nodded and his eyes went back to the gift, opening it like a kid during Winters Day.

“Tech, there’s actually some thing I’ve been wanting to tell you. For a while actually.” I rubbed my arm nervously, “It was hard before because of the council and specific codes a Jedi must follow but now…”

His eyes widened as he pulled the part out of the box, “This is… I don’t remember telling you about this.”

“You didn’t, ah Hunter did actually. That’s the part he said you were looking for.” I squeaked out as my cheeks tinted pink, “It took a bit to find, but I asked around and heard it was at a shop off world so I had it shipped in.” I explained as he inspected the part closely.

“That was… Kind of you.” His voice trailed off as if he was unsure of how to say what he had to next, “But I’m afraid I have already obtained this part.”

“You did?” My brows furrowed in confusion, “But how?”

“I got it for him.” Phee stated as she walked in.

I watched at she took to his side like a loth cat. Tech accepting her presence as easy as the sky accepts the sun.

I felt my heart drop at the sight knowing that once again I was too late, “Oh…”

“Yes.” Tech nodded, his body shifting towards the pirate.

I cursed myself at not getting it fast enough. For not telling him how I felt… If only he would have just listened. I was a Jedi and yet I was being such a coward.

I put a smile on my face to hide my jealousy, “I’ll just put in the supply bin. You know- Just in case we need it for the ship or something else. I- yeah.”

“Great.” Phee shrugged before turning her attention to Tech, “What are you up to today brown eyes?”

I quickly grabbed the part and rushed out of the cantina from sheer embarrassment.

How did she find out? Did Tech tell her instead of me? He always told me the ins and outs of his experiments. Why did he tell her…

My brows furrowed as I stopped walking.

Why did he tell her?

“What’s wrong?” Echo asked as soon as I stepped off the ramp and onto the marauder, “You look… Angrh and unsettled. Is everything alright?”

“I am a Jedi, an embodiment of light and good and peace and calm… I’m calm! I’m…” I had to hold my breath to keep my breathing in control, but it did nothing to help.

“You don’t look good General.” Echo insisted, “Maybe Tech should-”

Just hearing his name triggered such a rage in me that before Echo could finish a crate went flying out of the ship.

“Nothing is wrong!” I seethed as I stormed towards the back of the ship and shoving the part into one of the junk bins.

“I see it didn’t go well then.” Hunter stated as he stepped into the small space.

“I…” I gripped the shelving trying to gain control of my emotions, “I was going to tell him.”

It seems lately these days, I’ve been slipping. My heart curling into the dark and I had to climb endlessly to keep myself from falling.

“He told Phee about his project and he didn’t even tell me. He always tells me and… And I had to hear about it from you. But what hurts the most is she got him the part and it was like our thing became there thing.” I sniffed, “He barely acknowledges me when she walks in the room and now she’s just always around and...” I squeezed my eyes shut, “I don’t think I have a chance Hunter.”

“Hey…” He stepped forward and pulled me into a hug, one that he would give Omega when she was feeling down, “Don’t think like that. She’s just new and they’re becoming friends which frankly he needs more of.” He chuckled, “Listen to me and just ask him out to dinner. You need to tell him you love him before it consumes you.”

“That is not the Jedi way.” I murmured jokingly.

“You’re not a Jedi anymore.” He spoke my earlier words back at me.

I sighed, “You’re right.” I pushed him away with a smile, “I should go apologize to Echo.”

“You did give him a start.” Hunter laughed, “It’s been a while since you used the force. I think you sent him back to the clone war days.”

I ran my hand over my face, “Oh poor Echo… I feel so bad now.” I sighed, “Where’s Omega by the way? I promised to take her out shopping.”

“She’s with Wrecker, but she should be back soon.” He said.

I nodded as we walked to the ramp of the ship, “Hey Echo!” I called out to him, “I’m sorry about earlier…”

Echo simply shook his head with a soft smile on his lips, “Don’t worry about it.”

There was only one thing was on my mind as I helped Echo with the rest of his tasks.

Tonight when Tech returns… I’ll ask him out on a date before I end up throwing something more than a crate.

Taglist

@brynhildrmimi @that-one-potato-girl @arctrooper69

#star wars #star wars imagine #starwars #clone wars #bad batch #bad batch imagine #bad batch x reader #star wars x reader #tech #tech angst #tech x you #bad batch tech #tech x y/n #tech x reader #tech x phee #clone trooper tech #starwars imagines #bad batch angst

224 notes · View notes

wizardofrozz · 6 months

Note

Hello! Coming to visit for the first kiss prompt.

So I really love this Prompt- their hearts stopping when they hear someone's camera click (a friend catching them in the act ?)

I’m going to suggest Echo. But really any of the 501st boys with a 501st catching them (or maybe 501st and or Ahsoka catching them?) you know me I’m all about some vode hijinks and fluff.

Have a Beautiful day💙🤍💙!

A Holo for the Ages

ARC Trooper Echo x reader, ARC Trooper Fives, Jesse, Hawk, Ahsoka Tano, mentions of Aayla Secura, Captain Rex, and Commander Bly

Word Count: ~1.2k

Warnings: mention of crash landing, mention of war, but mostly just fluff

A/N: Thank you for the request Sunshine! 💙🤍 I had so much fun with this and I hope you enjoy!!

Chaos should feel like home to you as part of the 501st. But this was different. Losing another Venator from the Fifth Fleet left everyone scrambling.

The Resolute's hallways were bustling with bodies. 501st and 327nd troopers hurried through the halls, mingling with the "nat borns" as you were called, as everyone hurried to their destination. Between debriefs, scrambling to find places for another entire battalion, as well as the Commando squad you had picked up, and putting out fires, literal and metaphorical, it was mayhem.

You waved the smoke out of your face, letting out a relieved sigh now that the star fighter had stopped smoldering. The entire hangar smelled of burnt metal and it made your nose sting. You had been tasked with putting out the literal fires after General Secura came careening into the hangar after the star fighter's engine blew out. At least you had gotten that under control and you huffed again as you looked around the hangar. Keeping your mind occupied so you didn't worry about a certain company was harder than you had expected but the commotion around you helped a little.

Commander Bly's lead mechanic had already started a fight with Manny, the clone that you reported to, and the sudden sound of raised voice told you they hadn't finished the fight yet. You glanced over at your workstation and realized you were definitely going to need more cleaning solution; you were drowning in carbon scouring and this was only the first ship on your list.

It would only be a short walk to the supply lockers and there wasn't much you could do without cleaning off the carbon build up first. You let out a long exhale and grabbed a rag off your cart, scrubbing at your hands as you hurried across the hangar. As soon as the door opened you nearly plowed into a squad of troopers, barely catching yourself on the doorway before you fell into them. You prayed that the trip back to Coruscant wouldn't take long.

You made a left, mentally mapping out the route to the supply lockers. You'd made the trip hundreds of times, meaning you let your mind wander as you walked. It probably wasn't the best idea on a ship loaded to the brim with people but it had been a long fucking day. The grease embedded into the swirls of your fingerprints didn't want to come out but the dirty rag in your hand wasn't much help. You looked down at your hands, trying to scrub at the marks as you made the next right.

Hitting someone in full armor did not feel good and it sure as hell rattled your exhausted brain. You stumbled back a step and a hand shot out to grab your arm, keeping you falling on your ass in the middle of the hallway. You opened your mouth, ready to apologize but stopped short, your eyes catching on a familiar blue hand print. An almost giddy laugh fell from your lips as you smiled.

"Echo!" He returned your smile and it made your stomach somersault.

"Hi, cyar'ika," he chuckled, sliding his hand down your arm. It felt like a wave hit you, the relief threatening to knock you off your feet. He's alive.

"Are you okay?" you rushed out, eyes darted around his face. Echo's brows pinched together in concern and it was disgustingly endearing.

"Should be asking you that," he countered, squeezing your wrist, "I'm the one in full armor." It took your brain a second to make sense of what he was saying.

"Oh I didn't mean - I know it didn't hurt when I ran into you," you huffed lightheartedly. "I mean, after the battle. Are you okay? Are the rest of the boys?" The small, fond smile that spread across Echo's face should've been illegal. He had no right being so cute.

"We're okay, we're alive," he insisted, carefully pulling you into a hug. The armor was bulky and a little cold but you didn't care, wrapping your arms around his torso.

This...whole thing was still new between you and Echo. Hells, you hadn't even had a minute alone to have a real date, let alone kiss. War wasn't kind to budding relationships.

You pulled back to look at him, the knot of anxiety in your chest loosening slightly. You could breathe a little easier knowing Torrent company had made it and more specifically, Echo. He smiled at you, all warm and sweet, and it made you melt. The halls around you were, amazingly, empty and you took the opportunity to wrap your arms around his shoulders. Taking the time while you had it was your only option.

"Echo?"

"Yes, mesh'la," he murmured, wrapping his arms around your waist.

"Kiss me." A soft, surprised laugh puffed past his lips and your heart skipped when he leaned closer.

"I'd be crazy to say no to that." It was a chaste kiss, nothing outlandish, but it suddenly felt like a weight had been lifted off your shoulders. It felt like coming home.

The loud shudder of a camera going off made you freeze. Echo's eyes were just as wide as your when you jerked back. It was silent for a beat, your heart seizing in your chest.

"You moron!" a very familiar voice, very young, hissed from behind you. You let your arms fall away from Echo's shoulders, turning to face the small group standing a few feet down the hallway. Commander Tano at least had the decency to look apologetic; Fives, Jesse, and Hawk...not so much.

"Uh, hi?" you said, shifting a step away from Echo.

"I told you," Fives laughed, shoving Jesse enough to make him sway.

"Was it a secret?" Hawk asked, glancing over at Commander Tano.

"It was a badly kept one if so," Fives snorted, his eyes darting over to you.

"Excuse me?" Four heads turned in your direction, almost like they forgot you were there. "Anyone care to explain what I'm missing here?"

"Jesse didn't think you guys were dating," Commander Tano mumbled sheepishly.

"Come on, it's Echo," Jesse offered as an explanation. "Mr. Reg Manual."

"Hey!"

"What! It's true," Jesse insisted, clearly fighting a smile. Fives knocked shoulders with Jesse before closing the distance, throwing an arm over Echo's shoulder.

"I believed in you, vod," Fives said with a grin.

"Shut up," Echo huffed, shoving his brothers away. The chirping of a comlink cut through the air and Commander Tano lifted her wrist, checking a message with a groan.

"Come on, Rex is already mad we're late for the debrief," she grumbled. The rest of the boys groaned in unison, bringing a smile to your face. Fives moved to join the rest of the group again and you stepped aside to let Echo past but he paused.

"I'll see you later?"

"Of course," you chuckled. Your heart skipped again when he leaned in, pressing a quick kiss to your lips before hurrying after his brothers. You watched them for a moment, Fives dragging Echo closer with an arm around his shoulders, until they disappeared around a corner. The supply lockers were only a few more feet down the hall and you hurried to the door but your thoughts were elsewhere.

You decided to ask Fives to send you that holo. Not everyone got to immortalize their first kiss.

Ragu list:

@a-single-tulip @wings-and-beskar @anxiouspineapple99 @secondaryrealm @dystopicjumpsuit @sunshinesdaydream @moonlightwarriorqueen @starrylothcat @starqueensthings @multi-fan-dom-madness @trixie2023 @wolffegirlsunite @clonemedickix @sev-on-kamino

#arc trooper echo x reader #echo x reader #ct 1409 #arc trooper echo #star wars #the clone wars

59 notes · View notes

madameminor · 8 months

Text

In More Ways Than One, Part 9.5 - Bad Batch x F!Reader - Rumors

Summary: You 'set the record straight' with Commander Cody

Tags: (the series is) 18+ smutty mcsmutterson, porn with plot, basically, all the good stuff

Warnings: One use of whore in derogatory sense.

Notes: There's a little Easter Egg for @cyarbika's No Strings Attached and @enigmaticexplorer's Moth to Flame - not canon for their stories by any means, just fun. @dumfanting, as always, the editor of my dreams - thanks lovely.

Word Count:~300

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 3.5 Part 4 Part 4.5 Part 5 Part 5.5 Part 6 Part 6.5 Part 7 Part 8 Part 8.5 Part 9 Part 9.5 Part 10

"Commander Cody."

"Ah, your majesty! What a pleasant surprise. To what do I owe this exquisite pleasure?"

"Sir, you've been hanging around your General too much."

"Hah. You aren't the first to say that. Anyway. What can I do for you?"

"The Sergeant told me about your concern the other day."

"Did he now?"

"He did. He had to check in with me, as this whole rumor run experiment was my idea."

"Go on."

"I’ve been having trouble being… approached by troopers on and off duty. I heard the ‘whore of 99’ rumor, probably started out of spite, and decided to use it to my advantage. The boys have been generous enough to help me out - and it's had pretty remarkable results."

"Hmph. Interesting approach."

"So. If you hear anyone getting too worried about this, I would appreciate you sharing that I’ve spoken with you, and there’s no real cause for concern. Rumors are just rumors, of course. Just, well, if you could keep it on a need-to-know basis? We wouldn’t want our ruse to be ruined."

"Of course not. Understood. I’ll make sure to pass that onto anyone I deem necessary."

"Thank you, Commander."

"Are you still aboard the Captivator?"

"Yes sir. Our inoculations have pushed off our mission a bit further than intended, but I’m sure we’ll find a way to fill the time."

"I’m sure you will. Take care of them, trooper."

"Always, Commander."

The com beeps as the transmission ends. Commander Cody turns to the companion waiting out of sight, stretching his arms before placing his hands on the back of his head.

"There you go, vod, nothing to worry about - she's a grown woman who knows what she’s doing."

Rex steps forward, letting out the breath he was holding in.

"That’s… a relief," he says, rubbing the back of his head. "When I first heard that this existed… I almost lost it. I appreciate you checking on it for me.”

Cody levels a smirk at his brother. “Still not sure why you couldn’t check yourself.”

Rex seems to answer without thinking, staring off while continuing to rub the back of his neck. “I didn’t want her to think that I believed it for a second. Couldn’t stand if she thought I was judging her…” he seems to realize what he’s said and glances over at Cody, standing up a bit straighter.

“I’ll… I’ll tell the boys - the ones who know her anyway. Tell them to hold fast to it." He lets his hands fall to his side and turns to the door. His voice hardens. "Though - I won't stop them punching anyone who... calls her anything." He turns back towards the Commander as the door swooshes open. "Thanks, Cody."

Cody nods as he departs, smirking to himself. Old boy had it bad for this mesh'la- probably didn't realize HOW bad, but everyone else did. He would feel bad for him, if he didn't know for certain Rex'd chosen it himself.

He turned his chair back to look at the quiet com sitting in front of him. Just a rumor, huh? He grinned, playing over the conversation again a few times to his satisfaction.

Cody knew about rumors. He had heard quite a few - Wolffe and that bartender from 79s, General Skywalker and that Senator from Naboo, Bly and his General, Cody and his general... there were plenty out there to choose from, each one a bit more ridiculous than the last.

Cody chuckled to himself as he leaned back in his seat, gazing up at the bulkhead.

The best part about any collective batch of rumors?

Well, in the end, some of them always turned out to be true.

---------------------------------------

What up, tag list?

@ladykatakuri @ben-is-a-hoe @klay97 @kaitou2417 @dumfanting @kuromisheart @koifish08 @echo-is-worth-more-than-2000 @badbatch-simp24 @pointy-sharp @rainytears2 @gabile18 @nedxwynert @chopper-witch @nexxxxxxxxx @nightscissor @corona-one @babypandasugar22 @pumpkinkpatch @oohyesplease @princessclaire2 @just-a-shit-ton-of-trama @badbatch-simp24 @foreverhockeytrash @unholy-t-rin-ity @reeny26 @smurderous @xxeiraxx @discarded-beskar @just-an-anxious-ball-of-flesh @mybigfatspoonielife @whore4rex @andyoufollowyourheart @lokigirlszendaya @captain-splock-you @darkangel4121 @gluwu @stormweather99 @redpool @mysanityleaving @alwayssnivellus @chickentenderx @scioness-7 @moniicarlo @nekotaetae @cjoftheriver @ladykagewaki @charlie-boo @blueink-bluesoul @vithepotato @aconstructofamind @pb-jellybeans

#the bad batch #the bad batch x reader #the bad batch x you #madame writes #in more ways than one #clone force 99 smut #clone force 99 x reader

64 notes · View notes

candyfloss5000 · 18 days

Text

forced to live in 2024, born to be a GAR bunk bunny 😔

#sergeant hunter x reader #crosshair x reader #wrecker x reader #tech x reader #Captain rex x reader #arc trooper jesse x reader #arc trooper echo x reader #arc trooper fives x reader #commander fox x reader #commander cody x reader #commander wolffe x reader #Commander bly x reader #kix x reader #the bad batch #Tbb #Captain howzer x reader #Captain Gregor x reader #clone trooper kix x reader #clone troopers x reader

371 notes · View notes

vodika-vibes · 2 months

Note

Just read some of your Bly stuff. Ahhhh love Bly.

So I have a request, you and Bly are best friends, and he thinks he likes General Secura, so he asks you for advice and you offer what you can despite the fact it kills you. He even goes on a date with the General and he realizes she's not who he wants. They both realize it's not what they want. All Bly wants is you.

You Make Me Happy, When Skies Are Grey

Summary: When Bly comes to you for advice on asking General Secura out on a date, you’re happy to help, even though every word rips your heart to shreds. You want him happy, even if that happiness isn’t with you.

Pairing: Commander Bly x F!Reader

Word Count: 1513

Warnings: Reader is heartbroken at the beginning

Tagging: @trixie2023 @n0vqni

A/N: Sorry this too so long! I hope you like it! Also, I now have a super sad post-Order 66 continuation based off of this because I just had to name the story this.

You sit in your apartment, in the dark, your eyes locked on the ceiling. You trace the stars on the ceiling, while you try your hardest to ignore the burning in your eyes and the lump in your throat.

Three weeks ago, Bly came to you for advice on asking General Secura out on a date.

Though it broke your heart, you still helped him.

You planned the perfect first date for him and General Secura. From dinner to dancing to wrapping up at a local cafe that had a good first date ambiance. You even helped him out by buying him nice clothes for the event and giving him tips on good conversation starters that don’t revolve around the war.

You even gave him advice on the best way to ask her out, warned him about putting her on the spot and making her feel pressured to say yes.

And every word, every plan, added another crack to your fragile heart.

But, more than anything, you want him to be happy. And if his happiness comes at the expense of your own…well, so be it.

After all, Bly deserves someone as amazing as he is. Someone as gorgeous as he is. Bly and General Secura deserve each other, they’ll be great together.

He deserves better than some IT girl. Especially some IT girl who was too nervous to admit her feelings towards him.

To give yourself some credit, your heart didn’t completely shatter until you got a comm late last night saying that he asked General Secura out on a date and she agreed, and that he was going out with her the following day.

Going out with her now.

You cried yourself to sleep last night. And you spent the whole day in bed today.

You’re allowed to be a little heartbroken. Just so long as you put the happy smile back on your face when Bly inevitably tells you how his date went.

You can be happy for him. You can.

Just…later.

You trace the constellations on your ceiling, and swallow hard to try and force the lump in your throat to go away. Bly helped you hang them when you moved into this apartment. He spent hours here, with you, helping you turn your house into a home.

You hoped…

Well, it doesn’t matter now, does it?

Annoyed, with the situation and with yourself, you push yourself up into a sitting position, and swing your legs off the bed. You’re going to shower, wash your hair, and then order your favorite pasta from the too expensive restaurant just down the street.

And then you’re going to watch your favorite animated movie from when you were a kid, and you’re going to ignore any comms that you get from Bly tonight, and you’ll be happy for him in the morning.

That decision made, you half-heartedly make your bed, and step into the fresher to start the water.

45 minutes later, you don’t feel better, but you do feel a little more like you. And you absently drop on the couch to place your food order.

You order your favorite, and then scowl at the app that said that you needed to order more food for it to be delivered.

“Dumb. Why is there a minimum delivery-” You bitch to the empty room, just in a bad mood in general, but you also order a second meal as well as some breadsticks and a dessert.

At least you won’t have to worry about making dinner tomorrow.

You drop your datapad on the table, and turn to the holo. Time to find your favorite movie. You’re sure you saw it in here not that long ago-

An hour later, when you’re half way through the movie, there’s a knock on your apartment door. And you huff out a sigh as you push to your feet. It’s about time your dinner arrived, you’re starving.

You cross the apartment and push the button to open the door, “Thanks for the deliv-” You stop as you turn to look at the person on the other side of the door.

He is definitely not the delivery droid you’ve been waiting for.

“...Bly?”

Bly smiles at you, nervously. He looks nice, dressed up in the casual clothes that you bought for him, “Hey there, sunshine. Can I come in?”

You automatically move to the side, “I thought you were on a date?” You ask as he steps into your apartment and removes his shoes, “What happened?”

He glances at you, “Ah, yeah. Well, I was. And now I’m not.”

“It…” He walks deeper into your apartment and you allow the door to slam shut as you chase after him, “Bly, your reservation was half an hour ago-” You fret as you follow him into the living room.

“Yeah, I know.”

“You did show up, right?”

Bly’s gaze is directed to the cartoon on the holo, “Having a bad night, sunshine?”

“I…what?”

“You told me once that this is your Bad Day movie.” Bly clarifies, as he turns to look at you, a small frown crossing his face as he scans your face, “Sunshine, have you been crying? Your eyes are red.” He says as he steps closer to you and lightly tilts your head back so he’s able to see your face better.

You blink at him, “Bly! What’s going on? What are you doing here?”

“Ah. Right.” He releases your chin and takes a step back, “I did go to the restaurant with General Secura, at the time for the reservation, and we sat down and…” He trails off.

“...and? And what?”

“It didn’t feel right.”

“Bly, you’re not making sense. I did all of that work for you-” You seethe, “And you couldn’t even stay for the whole dinner-?”

He holds up his hands to try and calm you, “I realized, as I was sitting there with General Secura, that I didn’t want to be there with her.”

You blink at him, twice, “You’re kidding.”

“I’m not.”

“Okay, I hope you didn’t tell her that? That’s so mean.”

Bly laughs, “She also told me that being there with me felt awkward and weird.”

“Oh. I’m sorry-”

“Don’t be. She helped me figure out who I did want to be there with.”

You feel a sharp pang of hurt, though you do your best to make sure that he doesn’t see it. “Okay. So you need my help to ask this new person on a date?”

“No. I don’t, actually.” Bly replies, his gaze still locked on your face, “Sunshine, why were you crying.”

“I…watched a sad movie.” You lie, badly.

Bly takes a step towards you and very gently reaches out to brush his fingers against your cheek, “You’re a terrible liar.”

“Yeah. I know.” You mutter, “It…it’s not important, Bly. Really.”

“It’s important enough to make you cry.” Bly counters.

“Bly-”

“Is it my fault?”

You stare at him, stunned, “I…wha-...why would you ask me that?”

“It is then.” Bly murmurs, “I didn’t think…” He rubs a hand over his head, “You seemed so happy to help-”

You sigh, “I want you to be happy, Bly. No matter what.”

“And…what about your happiness?”

“Unimportant, in the grand scheme of things.” You say with an awkward shrug. A moment later, the doorbell rings, and you pull away from him to get your food from the delivery droid.

You tip the droid, and take the food, before you return to the living room, and set the bag of food on the table. “Um, so I have extra food, if you want some. They changed the minimum for delivery-” You trail off when you see the look on his face, and you shift nervously.

He looks mad. Like you said something to make him angry.

“Bly?”

His gaze locks with yours and he smiles. He steps closer to you and lightly taps your chin, “Sunshine,” Bly almost coos, “I’m going to kiss you now.”

“You…wha-” Your words are cut off by the gentle press of his lips against yours. The kiss is very chaste, very respectful, and Bly breaks the kiss soon after he instigates it, and he presses his forehead against yours.

His dark eyes scan your face again, and then he smiles wryly, “That was inappropriate of me, I suppose.”

You blink at him, dumbly, “...you can be more inappropriate with me. If you want.” You offer shyly.

He grins at you, “I might just take you up on that offer…later.” His lips graze yours, and he pulls back, “But how about, we eat this food you bought us and restart this movie and turn this into our first date.”

“...you want to date me?” You ask.

“Is that so surprising?”

“But I-”

He raises his eyebrows, “Yes?”

“General Secura is so much prettier than me-”

“I disagree. And even if she was,” Bly says, “You’re my Sunshine. How could I possibly be happy without you by my side?”

Your face heats, “...I’d like to date you,” You whisper.

“Great! Then let’s start now!”

#star wars #tcw #commander bly x reader #bly x reader #star wars fanfiction #x reader fanfiction #f!reader fic #answered asks

70 notes · View notes

toska-writes · 1 year

Text

“Snack Buddies”

Summary: Finally landing on Coruscant to rest and catch up with some friends there including other Clone Commanders you noticed that one in particular was never there.

Pairing: Fox x Padawan Reader (shout it for me! PLATONIC!!!)

Warning: None I don’t think, please let me know!

Word count: 1475

This man deserves all the love in the world

The familiar sounds of the bustling city planet of Coruscant filled your ears, making your face automatically smile.

It was nice to finally be in a place where you could lay low for at least a few days, maybe train, and see some of your friends or other clones that became like your brothers.

And some you were still excited to meet for the first time.

Comet came up from behind after you exited the ship to arrive at the temple and slung an arm around your shoulder.

“Nice to be home huh commander.” He laughed.

“Oh for sure Comet.” You smiled back at him

“Your coming to the mess tonight right? Some brother you still need to meet”

You nodded at him recalling Wolffe already asking you. “Oh for sure, Ahsoka and the 501st are on planet right?”

Comet nudged your shoulder. “Yup it’s perfect, many of the battalions somehow are laid over here even if it’s just for a few days.”

You laughed at him again now coming up on the training rooms at the end of the long decorated halls of the temple.

He gave you a quick bow, even if it was in a playful way and departed to do the maker only knew what.

You caught sight of red from the corner of your eye before entering the training room, you were acquainted with a few members of the Coruscant Guard but you couldn’t recognize this person by their armor alone.

You tried to come up from the front as to not scare whoever was under the suit. “Hi” You stoped a little to the side.

He turned his head quickly to the noise. “Commander.” He nodded “Is something wrong?”

You were sure now that this wasn’t Thorn, Stone, or Hound. Hmm could this be the allusive Fox you heard much about from his brothers.

“Oh no, no need to worry.” You quickly put your hands out. “I don’t mean to distract you from your work but we haven’t been properly introduced and I have met some other in the guard. I’m Y/N”

You could feels the confusion radiating off of him now, he slowly nodded processing what you said then answered. “Commander Fox”

You smiled a little, your guess being right. “Lovely to meet you Fox” You bowed slightly. Now he was really confused. “ Not to keep you from you duties any longer but hopefully I’ll see you later.”

He gave you a nod quickly while turning away, then added. “Commander Y/N I apologize for the others that you had to have met.” You couldn’t see his face but could hear the playful tone in his voice even if it was a little lighter than his normal growl.

You laughed then added “They were quite interesting.”

Getting back to his rounds Fox walked with his back now to you.

It was odd to him that:

1. A jedi held a normal conversation with him as if he was a real person

2. The thought of how nice others could be if they tried.

Fox tried to shake these thoughts and the feeling rising in his chest as he made his around another corner then was met with the elevator that would take him the chancellors office.

Hours later after a few training session and a much needed catch up with Ahsoka and Echo and Fives you were walking side by side with Wolffe to the mess hall.

You looked up at the other man catching his expression. “Don’t be nervous.” You said “They’re all going to be happy to see you.”

Of course they would be but the renforcement Wolffe needed you were happy to give.

“Thank you commander.” He nodded looking down on you quickly.

You entered the mess and were greeted by the faces of Anakin, Rex, and Ahsoka, Bly, Ponds, Cody and Obi-wan, including Hound and Stone and some other brothers sitting around a few tables. All were happily chatting and exchanging stories.

Wolffe gave you a quick tap on the shoulder then made is way over to Cody to talk. You yourself first greeted the rest of the Corrie Guard that you weren’t as familiar with.

It was odd that Fox wasn’t there you thought smiled at the others.

“Hello Commander” Stone greeted you as the other noticed your presence as well, each then call a greeting.

“Hey Stone.” You smiled. “Not to be rude but is Fox not joining us?” You looked around once again in case somehow you missed him.

This time Hound chimed in. “Chancellor stuck him with another shift.” The feelings you felt at the sound of his name worried you some, sending chills down your spin.

“I see.” You nodded. “So he’s just missing this meal or…” You trailed off. The glance from the others told you all you need to know.

You quickly dismissed yourself not wanting to bring their spirits down and went over to stand next to Ahsoka.

She glanced at you once while you listened to Rex and Bly exchange some stories of recent campaigns, quickly noticing you thinking.

Ahsoka gave you a quick glance catching you attention. She gave you a puzzled face.

You flashed a look back the quickly said. “Excuse me please really quick.”

Before leaving the mess you quickly grabbed a handful of ration bars before swiftly starting to walk.

You knew some things about the rounds that some of the guard made, some at this time were stationed at the front of the temple.

You headed to the hanger first, if anything you were hoping to find Fox over seeing the activity there.

You gripped the ration bars in your hand, you weren’t exactly nervous but you could tell the relationship between Fox and others like the Jedi were rocking, and you definitely didn’t want to ruin anything.

Another corner you tuned and then were greeted by the noise of endless chatter of the hanger, even if it was late into the night.

Spotting the armor you recognized from the brief encounter before. He seemed to notice you too, when walking over he straighten out his back from where he was slumped on the wall and stood at attention.

Fox gave a hard nod then said in his gruff voice. “Commander, Nice to see you again. Can I help you with something” He stood at alert in case there was a threat.

“Oh no.” You said, now feeling a little guilty in case he was suppose to be doing something important. “I just- umm noticed that you were missing out in the mess and so I brought you these.”

You handed him two rations bars that you picked up, even though they tasted like bantha crap it was better than nothing.

Fox removed his helmet now, shock was poorly hidden on his face. Taking a bar he bit into it.

“You didn’t have to do this Commander.” He started but you were quick to interject.

“Making sure our men eat should be the bare minimum.” You shook your head in disgust. Now opening your own ration bar.

Fox was quite for a moment while taking bites of his own food. “Thank you.” He spoke softly, like he was worried someone would overhear.

You shook you head. “Anytime. That reminds me how do you like your caf? I was going to bring you some later but I wanted to make sure it suited you.”

Foxs expression was shocked, his mouth hung open for a second. “I- I” He tried to protest. “Black is fine.”

You smiled at him. “Noted then.”

You finished eating your own ration bar as Fox went on to his second, light chatter filled the air around the two when the other was chewing.

You com buzzed once on your wrist. “Kriff.” You swore quickly. “I’d better head back, but it was nice talking with you Fox.” You got up from where you were seated. “I’ll be back with the caf I promised you later.”

Knowing he of course got stuck with the late night shift.

He gave a hard nod again and flashed you a smile. Wait he smiled? You mentally cheered at his jester.

“I’ll see you then commander.” He returned to his normal position on the wall.

“Y/N” you corrected “No need for formality while eating as friends.”

You flashed him a warm smile than turned to return to the mess.

Fox watched you go, it dawned on him harshly that:

1. You cared enough about him to make time to insure he got what he needed to function

2. Some Jedi weren’t as bad as he was beginning to believe

3. He couldn’t wait until you showed up once again and he could talk with you.

That’s all he need, a friendly face, a caf and someone that could make him see some parts of his job weren’t as bad as others.

#star wars clone wars #clone wars #the clone boys #my writing #star wars #the clone wars #commander fox #coruscant guard #corrie guard #fox x reader #commander fox x reader #toska-writes #reader insert

186 notes · View notes

imarvelatthestars · 10 months

Text

For The Heart

Pairings: Tai (Daiyu Veteran) x Reader

Warnings/Content: references to o66 & ptsd; brief mention of past sexual activity but no explicit content in chapter; demiro/demiace Tai is canon to me; cuteness at the end!

Word Count: 3.2k

Notes: I borrowed @littlemissmanga 's matchmaker, Yen, for this one.

part of the clone matchmaking universe by @tcwmatchmakingau

The war is over. That's what everyone keeps saying, but he's not sure how he can believe it. The war is over and the Republic is saved. The Chancellor is dead. A new Chancellor is in office. Tai doesn't even know who it is, he's not sure if he's supposed to care.

The war is over and clones now have rights. No longer are they Kaminoan property, to be poked and prodded at the will of the long necks and their scientific whims. They have legal personhood, pensions, actual medical, psychiatric, and physical care that they don't have to pay for. They're free. They even have legal representation in the senate, a couple of the boys from Windu and Secura's company, apparently. They have political allies, Organa and Chuchi, and he's hearing now that Chuchi's involved with a clone herself.

It's... a lot to take in all at once. But the hardest thing for him to grasp is the fact that it's been three years since the Clone Wars ended. Three years of wandering the deserts of the galaxy, hunting down traces of Jedi, searching for purpose where purpose never really was. Three years after something switched in his head and he stopped feeling human and more like a soldier, like a killing machine. Three years of following his big brother into battle, chasing the rumors of Jedi and Force sensitives, being a good soldier and following orders, until the remnants of Vader's Fist found themselves huddled in a pathetic little pile of hungry, glassy eyed men on Daiyu's dirtiest street corner. He doesn't even know who Vader is.

They put chips in our heads, Fives had said. Made us complacent, made us kill. We'll have to take your chips out, too. Tai wonders if that's why he had nightmares every night for three straight years. Maybe the chip that told him to shoot younglings is the same thing that made him dream of a Sith lord with a bloody saber, made him want to hunt down every Jedi in the galaxy.

But the dreams are gone now. So are the chips. He has an apartment on Conruscant's mid-levels and a job and a monthly pension to make up for his years of unpaid service. He has everything he never thought he could have. And it's strange to wake up and not put on armor every morning, to not choke down GAR regulated grub, to not head for the barracks and work on his target practice, but it's okay. He has free will now and that's... that's okay.

"Did you hear about the Commander?" "Which one?" "I heard he's head over heels. Totally lovesick." "Which one?" "The last eligible one, di'kut!"

He always overhears something strange at the VA's office. The last time he overhead a couple of the younger boys gossiping about Secura and Bly finally having their first kid. Now they're going on about some kind of -

"-matchmaker, but I dunno. If they can find someone for Appo, they can find someone for anyone."

That makes his ears perk up. There's at least fifty different O'Niners and Niners and Alphas in the whole GAR, but as far as he knows, there's only one Appo. He tries not to sound or look too interested, buries his nose a little further into his pad and pretend that he's found some highly fascinating article that he simply cannot look away from.

"Saw him and his beau out at Monument Plaza the other day. I don't think I've ever seen him smile before."

Tai's not sure he's ever seen it either and they were batchmates, were kriff's sake. Not that that apparently means much to either of them now. He hasn't heard from his vod in months. He'd just assumed the PTSD was hitting him hard again and maybe that's true, but it seems there's a little more to it than that. A boy, maybe, or not a boy. Someone. Not that it matters. His vod is finally happy.

One of the boys - and boys they must be because they look like shinies, they can't have seen much of the war - starts going on about some of the other 501st troopers and Tai shifts a bit in his seat. It's really weird to hear other clones talk about his legion when he's sitting right there, but he supposes that's his own fault to a degree. He never went and got a tattoo, never dyed his hair obnoxious colors or got any piercings, he never felt the need. His first and only duty was to the Republic and his men. He knew he was a clone and he made peace with it, no need to try and set himself apart when he knew in his heart that he was his own man. Now, though, he feels out of place without anything to outwardly determine himself by. Clones are noticed now. They're allowed into high end establishments and welcomed into every class and sector. Now he's another face out of millions and no one can tell him apart and it actually matters.

He really hopes it isn't obvious when he starts typing in 'coruscant clone matchmaker' on his pad. He hopes it's not obvious that he spends the rest of his wait time thinking about the results on his pad, that he thinks about it during the meeting and after it, on his way home, during dinner. He hopes no one can tell that he might want this, whatever this is.

The tab with his holo search results stays up on his pad for a solid week. It haunts him. It's there when he goes to bed, when he wakes up, lurking in the back of his head during his shift. If Appo could meet someone, Appo the stern, silent, far removed commander, Appo with the stick up his ass, then couldn't he meet someone too? He wonders what that would be like.

All the holoroms he's heard of or seen show generic Coruscanti couples in their generic upper-level homes, living generic lives and having a generic romance. That's not what he wants. He wants the things he's heard whispers of over the years. What Bly and Secura have, what Appo has - someone who loves him not as a brother, but as something more. He wants to know he means something to someone, that he's worth something. He wants to know if there's something more to life than eating, sleeping, working, and jerking off when he's bored.

The matchmaker's been skimming his application for the last minute and he's about ready to crawl out of his skin. This was stupid, he tells himself. I'm three years too late. What am I doing here?

"You can relax, you know," she says with a sly glance from the corner of her spectacles. "I'm just reviewing your information before we start chatting."

He nods, but it doesn't stop his fingers from trembling. He tries rubbing them into his thighs, but that doesn't do anything, so he settles for crossing his arms instead. All the extra anxious energy goes flooding into his legs and his knee starts bouncing without him even realizing.

"There's nothing for you to be anxious about, trooper. You have an excellent profile. Steady job, your own place, and good references from your brothers."

"Thank you, ma'am."

She taps her nametag with a very sweet and patient smile. "Yen, please."

"Right." He really needs to settle down. He feels so jittery that it's making his stomach hurt and he doesn't even fully understand why! "I've never done this before."

Yen nods at him. "Many of your brothers were in the same position when we started this place. It's nothing I haven't seen or dealt with before. In fact, it'll probably work to your advantage."

Oh? Tai's not sure why - don't people want someone experienced?

"Not necessarily," she says once he voices his confusion. "Especially with some of our ladies and gender non-conforming folks, they prefer partners that are more down to planet than, say... Fives."

He actually barks out a laugh, it takes him so by surprise, and the tension that's been weighing down the room lessens considerably. "No chance of that, ma'am. Closest I ever got to Fives' level was when a civvie got dared to kiss me on a round of spin the bottle."

This seems to catch the matchmaker's attention because she leans back in her chair and quirks an eyebrow. "Tell me?" but it doesn't come out judgmental or like she's going to laugh at him. He's not sure he feels comfortable enough to share, but he still gets the feeling she's being genuine in her interest.

"Eh, not much to tell. It was early in the war."

"Did you like it, the kiss?"

The memory is so far back, it's difficult to recall. But he does remember the taste of liquor on her lips and the heat of her skin. She was sticky. It wasn't the best kiss, it wasn't the worst, but it was his first. His first trip to 79's. Maker, it seems like eons ago. He was another man back then, still a shiny.

"I don't mean to make you uncomfortable, Tai, I'm sorry. I'm simply trying to gauge where you're at."

Tai shakes his head. "No, uh, it's alright, ma'am. Yen." He scratches at the patch of scruff that's growing in along his chin and pretends to read one of the pamphlets on her desk so he can gather his thoughts. "Truth be told, I never did much of the stuff my brothers got up to. I tried at first, but it wasn't for me."

"Why's that?"

He's not sure where his answer comes from, but it comes out of him all the same and he knows it's the truth. "Never felt right. Never felt close to any of the civvies I met. They were all there for a good time, but I wanted something different than that." He sighs. "That and I was too busy being a soldier to be a man."

The room goes quiet save for the soft ticking of Yen's chrono, somewhere on the wall behind him. He has flashes of strobe lights on the dancefloor and a girl in a sparkly dress with her hands down his trousers, he remembers she was pretty and flirty and she made his dick hard, but after they got each other off in the storeroom, he still felt sort of empty. He doesn't want that to be what happens this time.

"Are you sure this is what you want, Tai?"

Yen is a striking woman. She's very beautiful in a normal sort of way and very professional, he can tell she's smart and capable, but there's a softness to her that takes him by surprise when he properly looks her in the eyes. She cares.

"I want... someone," he finds himself saying. "I want to try again. Not for the- the sex, if you'll excuse me." After all, she is a lady. He won't be crass.

She smiles again. "For the heart?"

That's a romantic way to put it, he supposes, but she's a matchmaker. Sure. For the heart.

You have Yen's last message on constant repeat in your head and when it's not repeating, you're logging back into the app to reread it so you can starting repeating it again. You're so fidgety right now that you can hardly sit still, the backs of your ears are sweating, and your chest is all tight and pitter-pattery. You've been on plenty of dates thanks to Yen and the matchmaking service, this is nothing new, but none of them have really panned out and you're so eager for this one to work.

First there was Boil (you weren't a big fan of the moustache/beard situation he had going on, but he was nice), then there was this tall, lanky clone who hardly looked like a clone at all (Crosshair, you think his name was) and he was a sourpuss the whole evening. There were others, some were outgoing and bubbly, some were grouchy or reserved, a few seemed more interested in drinks and where the night might lead you rather then the actual date you were on, and it wasn't that you weren't trying or you didn't like them, but you just couldn't find that spark. You weren't clicking with any of them. After a while you sort of gave up; most enrolled clones had found their partners after a year and the incoming trickle of younger clones were a bit too young for you. You just figured you'd missed your chance and that was that.

Now you're at a nice Pantoran restaurant. They've been increasingly popular among clones after Senator Chuchi's fight for the CRP act and they tend to be just classy enough that you don't feel weird about having a single drink and you don't feel forced to drink more than that. You're waiting for your date and you're hoping he shows, wondering if maybe he won't and brainstorming holo options for if you go home early.

He's a slower kind of guy, doesn't want to move fast. And very respectful. You'll like him.

You hope you do. You hope he's as nice as Yen says. You hope he doesn't mind that weird mole of yours or the color and cut of your clothes or that you've already eaten all the breadsticks.

Somewhere in the front half of the building, you hear the door chime go off and your heart skips a beat. It could be him! He might be at the service desk right now! Or - your pessimistic side rears its head - it could be some happily married couple. They'll probably sit in the booth next to you and canoodle all night. Great.

Your head dips as you take a sip of your ice water and your mind starts to wander. There's a new holoshow that's airing right now and you've been thinking of starting it, you could queue it up when you get home and - boots. There are boots by your table. Two pairs of boots, actually. One of them is all shiny and polished and distinctly Pantoran made, but the other... they're work boots. There's no way. Is he really here?

"Pardon me, miss, your date is here."

Oh. The boots lead to legs lead to broad hips and a broader chest, then a neck, a neatly trimmed beard, a face. Oh no. He's handsome. They're all handsome, of course, but he's different somehow. Your entire face flushes with heat.

Your date swallows audibly, he flashes you a tired smile, and he bows his head just slightly. "Ma'am."

Oh no. Something about the timbre of his voice and the implied respect behind that one simple word has your heart about to beat right out of your chest.

"Hi." It's somewhere between an exhale and a squeak. Maker, this is already getting embarrassing. Get it together! "I mean, hi, uh, it's good to meet you."

You start to clamber out of your chair and offer him your hand, and you realize you're trembling again. But he's a gentleman, just like Yen said. He doesn't squeeze you too hard, doesn't shake you too vigorously, he applies just enough pressure for you to remember that he's there.

"Likewise. I hope I'm not too late?"

"No, no, I got here early. You're fine." His eyes dart to the empty bread bin and you immediately duck your head in embarrassment. "Maybe a little too early, I might've gotten hungry."

His laugh isn't fully realized, it's a little bit reserved, but there's genuine humor in his eyes and you notice they crease a bit at the edges. Cute.

"That's alright," he assures you in that rumbly voice of his. You don't remember clones having such deep voices, but you're not complaining. You're so not complaining. "Won't see me turning down a warm meal."

"Me neither."

This is where it gets tricky. Small talk is always awkward, first dates are always awkward, trying to figure out how you and a stranger mesh is always going to be awkward, there's just no way around it, but damn do you hate it. You're so sick of trying to chat about the weather (it's Coruscant, the weather's artificial) or politics (everyone's glad Palpatine's gone, it's old news now) or whatever obscure sports fad has taken over the clone community lately.

Your date - shit, what's his name again? - is browsing the menu when you speak up. His eyes shift over the top of the flimsi. "Look, I'm not really good at the whole small talk thing. I never know what to say and sometimes I can't tell if the other person is bored of me or not, so I just wanted to say that I'm genuinely happy you're here, I'm just a little awkward at first. I hope that's okay?"

Tai! That's right, you remember because Yen made a note that it rhymes with sky and not gray. Something changes in Tai's face then that you can't explain. His eyes, dark and brown like fresh kaf and cinnamon, can't find a spot to settle, but they seem drawn to yours. The little wrinkle above his brows smooths out after a moment and you see his shoulders relax a hair. There's something weary about him that peeks out behind the neatly pressed dress slacks and the scars on his knuckles, it weighs on him.

"May I speak freely?"

He sounds so unsure of himself, like he knows he's speaking too formally but doesn't know how else to verbalize it. But you encourage him to continue. You smile. You want him to be himself.

"I'm not very good at all this." He gestures to the menu, the bread bin, you. "Didn't get much dating in before the war and didn't get much in after it either. I'll probably stick my foot in my mouth."

"That's okay, Tai." You pause for a moment when his breath catches, you hope that was okay, hopefully you said it right, but his gentle nod gives you the confidence you need to continue. "I'll probably do the same. I'm under the terrible impression that I'm funny."

The corner of his mouth curls into a vague approximation of a smile. "Hm. Unfortunate."

"You're telling me! You're only my second date to actually look somewhat amused by that."

Tai seems to be considering his next words. You can see him start chewing on the inside of his mouth as he scratches along his jaw. It's a nice jaw, from what little of it you can see. His beard looks nice, very dark and recently combed and if there's a little whisper of gray by his chin that makes your head feel dizzy, that's no one's business but your own.

"I must be one of the only people under the impression of a sense of humor then."

You like him. He has good vibes, as you've heard the younglings say. He's trying and you're trying too, and that's all that really matters.

tai taglist: @moodymisty @rain-on-kamino @dystopicjumpsuit @temple-elder @wanderer-six @jambolska-grozdova @bambambunny @andrakass2 @bobaprint

#daiyu veteran x reader #clone veteran x reader #clone trooper tai x reader #tai x reader #kenobi clone trooper x reader #tcw matchmaking au #clone matchmaking au #daiyu veteran x you #clone trooper veteran #clone trooper tai x you #clone trooper tai #tai #daiyu veteran #star wars #lmaoooooo sorry for the boil + crosshair slander it's all in good fun #and yes! there will be a part 2!

55 notes · View notes

starkskypines · 1 year

Text

Dinluke

waking up warm: 2.9k; t; Luke has a panic attack but Din finds him

quiet roar of the ocean: 2.6k; g; Din spends a lot of time thinking about what love means and finding acceptance in loving his family

weathered love: 6.3k; t; miscommunication and making up

don’t carry it alone: 12k; t; strangers to friends to lovers speedrun

Codywan

sunrise at the altar of a dead god: 10k; t; Cody finds himself adrift after going AWOL from the Empire. He ends up on Tatooine

Obitine

i’ll build a glass home from the sandy ruins: 5.8k; g; super angsty post-rots au where Satine lives on Tatooine with Obi-Wan

could’ve given you something, you my everything: 4.2k; g; Obi-Wan sings

and i was catching my breath: 12k; t; tangled au

TCW

hold on hope: wip; m; Anakin falls, but his family isn't quite ready to let him go; Ahsoka and Padmé find him fighting Obi-Wan on Mustafar.

hear me when i speak (words of trust so unworthy): 2.2k; g; Obi-Wan is injured and says things to Anakin he doesn’t mean

a disconnect like a livewire: 5k; g; Obi-Wan is injured in battle and Anakin deals with the guilt. Then Obi-Wan wakes up and deals with Anakin.

it’s a winterful life: 1.5k; g; the 212th discover snow

you might think i’m bulletproof but i’m not: prompt fill; g; anakin and ahsoka feels

i think i’ve seen this film before and i didn’t like the ending: prompt fill; g; cody thinking about the war

you broke another mirror and you’re turning into something you’re not: prompt fill; g; post-deception arc Padmé and Obi-Wan feels

mace windu trains anakin au: 3.4k; g; how Mace Windu taking a young Anakin Skywalker as his padawan saves the galaxy.

the sauce that binds us: 5.7k; g; a crack fic based off the New Girl episode “Spiderhunt” feat. the usual tcw suspects + Quinlan Vos & Yoda

Anidala

the price that paid left a mark that stains: 66k; t; Shadow Warrior au where Padmé refuses to trade Grievous for Anakin

Do You Remember?: a canon-compliant, post rots, poem from Padmé’s pov

Kenobi Show

a stone and a message: 2k; g; Quinlan Vos holds onto Obi-Wan’s river stone post-order 66

what once was lost (now is found): 4.9k; g; five times someone gives Obi-Wan a gift and one time he gives someone else a gift

Foxiyo

shining just for you: 6k; t; wip; Senator Riyo Chuchi’s diplomatic ship goes down because of a Separatist attack. Riyo and Commander Fox are the only survivors

Blyla

there were sirens in the beat of your heart: 2k; t; instances of Bly and Aayla feeling each other’s pulse throughout the war; mcd

Rebels

the weight of knowing: 6.9k; g; Luke tells Rex that Anakin became Vader and Rex deals with the fallout of that knowledge

Sequel Trilogy

survivor’s path: 3.9k; g; Ahsoka is sent to rescue Poe but ends up finding Kix too

Din Djarin x Reader

lonely desert figure: 2.2k; g; Reader is a former Child of the Watch who left and now they’re a hunter working for Boba Fett (so this means reader has ARMOR), and they’re already fast friends with Fennec. Fett invites Reader to join the Daimyo, and Mando and Reader have a conversation about family.

Cody x Reader

Little Corner of the Galaxy: 1.4k; g; Cody misses your dinner date…again.

Captain Rex x Reader

you look at me and it’s like you hit me with lighting: prompt fill; g; literally just domestic fluff

#fanfiction #fanfic #my writings #star wars fic

37 notes · View notes

majorshiraharu · 4 years

Text

Imagine: Clone Commanders (& Captain) reacting to seeing reader in a bikini

Okay, so I saw this post by @clonesandmoans where someone asked for a small writing about clones seeing someone in a bikini for the first time and this inspired me to just write an imagines while I procrastinate on writing my longer Echo fic. Please go check out their post <3 Notes at the end/bottom

-Clone Commanders (& Captain) reacting to seeing the reader in a bikini for the first time. The Story/setup: You and the Clones had the day off after a long mission, you declined to join the offering to go to the hot springs since you had a lot of work to finish, but after a few more reports your brain finally gave out and you decided to get ready to go to the hot springs - luckily you always packed a bikini just in case, and man was it the most beautiful thing ever, revealing just enough in all your most flattering places. You cover yourself with a light flowy robe and head off to the hot springs. -Wolffe: Sees you walking over, looking at your robe flowing around you as you walked - as you reach the part where the ground met the water you untie your robe and let it glide down your body until it falls on the ground by your feet revealing your bikini to the Commander whos mouth opens slightly shocked by the events that just unfolded, he quickly turns his head away trying to hide a blush coming over his tan skin. You notice this and wonder if he's ever seen someone in a bikini before, "Do you like it?", "What?" Wolffe turns back to look at you, "My bikini, do you like it?", "Yeah, you look beautiful" he says confidently to your surprise, and his, as he realizes what he just said a flustered look appears on his face "I mean....it looks.. - "Thank you" you say cutting him off on purpose as you slide into the water ready to finally relax. -Rex: Notices you walk up next to him - as you sit down on the ground putting your legs into the nice warm water, you untie your robe and slip it off folding it messily and putting it next to you. You notice Rex's eyes looking over you - his eyes have almost a startled look in them, "Have you ever seen a someone wear something like this?" you ask curious to know - his eyes snap up to meet yours, worried you might have noticed him staring at your body "Um no, can't say I have", "Well what do you think?", "You look nice - umm, it looks nice" he tries correcting himself almost blurting it out, you can't help but giggle at his flustered look - you slide into the water next to him, making him smile in return. -Cody: Watches as you take off your robe, very confused as to why you were undressing yourself - finally revealing your bikini, he looks away for a moment, wondering if this was a mistake, maybe you didn't mean to take it off, or maybe you didn't notice him sitting there in the water across from you. You get into the water breaking his thoughts, "Everything okay Cody?" you ask wondering why he's staring at the rocks next to him, your question returning his attention to you, looking at your body through the clear blue water, "Fine, why?" he states as he finally looks you in the eye, "I noticed you looked away after I took off my robe", "I wasn't looking" he blurts out quickly noticing his mistake "Um I mean...I've never seen someone like this, I thought maybe you didn't notice me and accidentally..", "No no, it's okay Cody, it's not an accident, this is a bikini, I wear it when I go swimming or bathing", you've never seen Cody more relieved than he was at that very moment. "Do you like it?" you ask nervously as you move closer to him, "....A lot" he replies with his signature smirk creeping across his face. -Bly: Sees you walking over to the hot spring where he's currently relaxing, "Y/N" he shouts raising his arm up to grab your attention, "Oh Bly" you're honestly surprised he's still here, "I hope you weren't waiting for me" you say as you approach, slipping your robe off to join him in the nice warm water - he can't help but let his eyes wander, surprised that you would allow him to see you like this. "So how'd the mission reports go?" he asked trying to break his thoughts, "Good, thank you, it's nice to be able to finally relax now", "I hate to ask, but what are you wearing?" he asks curiously, trying his best not to sound judgy or rude, "It's a bikini, I'm guessing you've never seen one based on your question", "No, in fact, I have not, what's it for?", "Swimming you genius" you say rolling your eyes, teasing him, this causes him to let out a snort in amusement, "Very funny Y/N, well it suits you" he says finally smiling. -Thorn: You slide into the water next to Thorn accidentally startling him, not realizing he was almost asleep, "Hey" you say sweetly, hoping to ease the startled Commander, "Y/N, sorry didn't hear you coming" he says as his eyes awaken to wander up your body - viewing it through the clear blue water, admiring your choice of attire. "I picked it just for you" you said quietly, smirking at him hoping to make him flustered, "Umm" he stutters as you successfully made him flustered, "...You look amazing..." he says smiling at you, "Thank you - you too" you giggle tapping his bare chest that's submerged in the water, causing his smile to grow. -Fox: Watches you as you take off your robe, discarding it to the ground next to the water, eyeing your bikini - baffled why you're wearing such a thing, or even why you own something like that. "Like what you see Commander?" you ask teasing him, "What?!" he blurts out, "I said, do you like what you see, Commander?" teasing him further as you get into the water and move over to him, "I heard what you said" he grunts, "Then why say what?", "Because of your question Y/N", "Well clearly you understood my question, Commander, so..", "Yes" he says rolling his eyes at you, "But why are you wearing that?", "Because it's meant to be worn when you go swimming or bathing", "Ohh" he lets out a small laugh, finally understanding the purpose of your attire. Note: I tried making this gender-neutral and left the bikini as vague as possible so you can think of you're favorite :3 Also these got a little long so they're just limited to the main boys, sorry. I wrote this while half asleep so I hope it’s okay lol uwu

387 notes · View notes