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corrieguards · 1 year

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Tookas and Cuddles

Commander Fox x reader fluff

Summary: a certain tired and overworked commander meets your pet tooka for the very first time. Word count: 1,6k T/W: none, just a cute tired Fox :) A/N: I've had this fic sitting in my WIPs for ages and living in my head for even longer. So while it is kinda silly and probably awfully written I've decided to suck it up and finally post it.

Checking your wrist comm for the fifth time since you’d got here, you let out an exasperated sigh when you saw the time. Fox was supposed to meet you here over 2 hours ago and so far not only had you not seen him but he hadn’t even sent you a comm to let you know he was late.

You hadn't been going out with the commander for long, only having been on a handful dates with him. But you had quickly found out that pulling him away from his work was hard. Very hard.

Finally deciding that you'd waited long enough for him to contact you, you decided to head towards his office and see if you could find him there.

You stalked through the corridor leading to the Coruscant guard's quarters, stopping as you got to his door and saw Thorn and Hound huddled together outside it. You walked up to them “Hey guys, either of you seen Fox lately?”

They both whipped their heads up and Thorn let you a sigh of relief at seeing it was you

“Oh thank the Maker. Maybe you’ll be able to get him out of that office”

You frowned “What are you talking about? Do you mean Fox?”

They both nodded “He’s been stuck in there for hours”

“Yeah, we’ve been trying to get him out but so far he’s just told us to kriff off,” Hound said, a defeated look on his face.

You glanced between them, taking in their tired faces. It must be well past the end of their shift for today and they looked exhausted.

You nodded “Okay then, I’ll give it a try.” You saw a look of utter relief cross both their faces and you smiled, patting them on the shoulders. “And you two look like you could use some sleep”

“Yes ma’am,” they said in unison, a cheeky but tired smile on their faces. You chuckled, shaking you head at them affectionately.

Waving them off you watched as walked off and giggled when Hound shouted a “Good luck.” at you over his shoulder.

Once you were left alone in the corridor you cleared your throat and stood up straighter in front of the door to Fox’s office, preparing yourself to face a overworked, tired and most likely grumpy Fox. You took a deep breath before opening the door and peering inside the dark office dimly lit by bright neon lights of Coruscant's nightlife shining through the window.

The only other light source was coming from a bright datapad shining straight onto your boyfriend's tired face. The electronic light highlighted the dark circles under his eyes as he hunched over his desk, piles of paperwork and empty mugs of caf spread around him.

“Hey there handsome”

Fox’s head shot up at the sound of your voice and he frowned “What are you doing here?’”

You stepped into his office, closing the door behind you and walking up to his desk “Wow, not even a hello for your beautiful girlfriend,” you teased.

He smiled lazily before grabbing your hand and pulling you around the desk, turning in his chair to face you “Sorry meshla.” He pressed a kiss to your hand and gave it a squeeze. “Just wasn’t expecting to see you here.”

“You didn’t show up for our date, so I came to look for you,” you explained

He looked at you confused for a beat before it hit him and he groaned, running a hand down his face “Fuck. The date, I forgot all about that”

“It’s ok Fox.” You smiled softly at him running your thumb across his knuckles.

He shook his head “No it’s not. How long were you waiting?”

You shrugged “I don't know, a while I guess,” you lied, “But it doesn’t matter”

He lent back to check the clock on his desk “Fuck, we were supposed to meet hours ago.” He turned back to look at you guiltily, running a hand through his hair. “I’m so sorry meshla I completely forgot”

Chuckling softly at the look on his face you reassured him again “I already said it was ok Fox”

He pushed his chair back, making space for the two of you “C’mere,” he tugged you down into his lap. You obliged and straddled him. One of his hands splayed across your back while his other one cupped your head gently pushing your face into his neck. You nuzzled into him and he sighed holding you tighter to him.

“We can still go on that date if you want,” he whispered into your hair. You shook your head.

“No, you're exhausted Fox. You need sleep.”

“What? No I don’t, I’m fine.”

Pulling back to look him in the eyes, you shot him a stern look and talked in a warning voice. “Fox....”

“What?” he tucked a stray strand of hair behind your ear. “I promised you a date so I’ll give you a date.”

You let out a huff of disbelief “Fox baby, you've been working for hours. The last thing you need right now is to go on a date.”

He pouted at you. “But I wanted to spend time with you today.”

You pressed a kiss to his nose “Okay, how about you come back to mine, huh? You need to get out this office and we can just cuddle together there instead.”

He hummed. “That sounds fucking perfect meshla.” He smiled softly at you before pressing a lazy kiss to your lips. You returned the kiss and giggled, making him grin.

“You’re so cute when you laugh”

You rolled your eyes at him affectionately “Yeah yeah, c’mon trooper.” You slid off his lap and headed towards the door, pulling him with you. “ Let's get you out of this office.”

He followed you out and rested his hand on the small of your back as you walked down the empty corridors together.

You shivered as you both stepped out into the cold night air and started the short walk to your apartment. Fox looked down at you concerned “Are you cold?”

“No, I'm ok.” You looked up at him, flashing him a smile and trying, but failing miserably to fight another shiver wracking your body. He chuckled shaking his head and wrapping an arm around your shoulders, pulling you into him “C’mere pretty girl, I’ll keep you warm”

Accepting his warm embrace gratefully you snuggled into him, practically leaning on him, He didn’t complain, instead just pressing a kiss to the top of your head.

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You pulled him to a stop when you made it to your apartment block. Taking out your key card out and opening the door you lead him in. He followed you into the lift and down your corridor until you stopped in front of your door.

“Well, this is me,” you said awkwardly, opening your door and gesturing for him to go inside.

He stepped in and looked around your apartment curiously. He smiled to himself, taking it in. It was so you.

You took his hand and lead him to your sofa “Wait here and I’ll get you something to change into”

He nodded silently and slowly sat down, eyes following your form as you disappeared down the corridor and into your bedroom.

Returning a few minutes later, already changed into a tank and some sweats you held out a neatly folded pair of grey sweatpants for him. “This was all I could find that would fit you,” You said shyly

He smiled standing up and beginning to thank you before a movement behind you caught his eye. He peered over your shoulder, his eyes widening when he saw what it was.

“You have a tooka?,” he asked. You frowned, turning around and spotting your pet tooka standing behind you.. As if he knew you were both talking about him he meowed, curiously watching Fox.

“Yeah I do.” You smiled, turning back to look at Fox, your stomach fluttering at the look of excitement that he was obviously trying to suppress but was displayed plainly on his face regardless.

You bit your lip, trying to hold back a smile. “You wanna meet him?”

“Yes.” he replied a little too quickly, excitement shining in his eyes. You grinned, stepping back and gesturing for him to go ahead. Fox shot you a hesitant look “He won’t be scared?”

Before you could answer him your tooka walked up to Fox all by himself and rubbed his head against his ankles. Fox chuckled looking down at him and then back up at you “I guess not then.”

Watching your two boys lovingly you giggled as Fox bent down slowly so as to not scare him and scratched him under the chin, smiling when he started purring.

You smiled, marvelling at how gentle your boyfriend could be. The same hands that fired blasters day in day out were now being so soft and careful when handling your small fluffy tooka.

You loved this man so damn much

Kneeling down beside him, your tooka meowed excitedly on seeing you and pranced over to you, rubbing his head on your already out-stretched hand.

Fox smiled wider “He’s cute”

You looked up at him with a loving smile as you took his tired but happy face in. You lent forward pressing a kiss to his cheek before resting your forehead on his and whispering against his lips “Yeah he sure is”

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spilledkauffie · 2 years

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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.

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ominouspuff · 3 months

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Kote’s House

Kote’s first house is a pathetic thing, and he is incurably proud of it. The twi’lek he purchased it from very evidently could not make up his mind what to do with a man that grinned while he haggled, but it was the first time Kote had haggled over a purchase of his very own. He had thoroughly enjoyed it.

The house is built for one being, and a compact being at that, but Kote doesn’t have much. Moving in is quick, and most of his efforts during the next few days after go into attempting ambitious repairs for things he doesn’t know the first thing about.

His plumbing is an issue, he knows. Something is getting blocked up. Somehow while trying to fix the kitchen tumbler, his fresher spout explodes.

He hadn’t kept his new house a secret from anyone by any means, but it is still surprising when Fox barges in through his jamming front door. He finds Kote on the floor in his cramped kitchen while the fresher rains water in the adjacent room, laughing so hard and so crippled with delight that he can’t get up.

He tries to explain how wonderful it is —

“I-I have to fix my plumbing on my own, vod—”

—but judging by Fox’s single raised eyebrow he knows it doesn’t translate.

Fox, it turns out, is moving into the neighborhood. Kote doesn’t ask about the house Fox already has — the house he has visited, which is very nice and fancy — or point out that Fox’s contract there cannot possibly be up, which begs the question of why he’s here in Kote’s neighborhood — except that Kote already knows the answer to that question. So he doesn’t ask.

Fox doesn’t show him any grace or forbearance, though.

“Don’t even know how to fix a damn pipe, front lining show-off—” His brother snarls, but it is muffled; his top half had to go down beneath the floor they’d pried up to get at the plumbing issue.

“So that’s what they had you doing all these years.” Kote says, because he really is in a criminally good mood. He barely ducks the foot-long pipe Fox throws at his head, feeling giddy.

He makes dinner that night in thanks. Fox stays, ostensibly because now that he’s fixed the fresher he intends to use it, because his new house isn’t hooked up properly yet to all the supply lines and power grids.

They choke on homemade tiingilar (vode-style; Kote can’t pretend at the real thing yet) so heavily spiced it’s got grit to it that sticks between the teeth. It’s disgusting, but Cody had bought fifteen different spices and while usually he likes to keep his approach to the unknown more cautious, more methodical, he couldn’t think of anything he wanted to do more than use them all at once for the first time.

Wolffe joins them not long after; brings a few others along by recommending the apartment he picks out, so that soon most of the complex is taken up by vode, Kote hears, but he doesn’t visit yet. Everyone’s too busy coming over to his house, it seems; filling up his kitchen and asking why he hasn’t fixed the trash disposal yet, why he doesn’t have a couch, doesn’t he know they’re all the rage among civilized folk?

Kote fixes the trash disposal with Rex, who is better at it than he is but says it’s only due to Skywalker’s influence on managing all things mechanical.

“How is Skywalker?” Kote asks, and gets more than he bargained for over the next hour. At first he’s a bit off-put, because he’s trying to get dinner sorted again and he’s not been very fond of Skywalker at the best of times, but Rex is snorting out a story and laughing and it’s contagious, so Kote just resigns himself and settles in to enjoy.

Skywalker has little ones, now. Obi-Wan is the only one that can get them to sleep. Ahsoka is distressed; she knows better, but every instinct in her is apparently in agony over the little ones’ inability to eat meat yet. She obsesses over nutrients in their diet — which, given what tiny natborn humans primarily ingest in the early stages, makes for some slightly awkward conversations.

Rex helps with dinner afterward, and they take turns being incredulous over natborn baby facts, shoving around one another in the tiny, uncomfortable kitchen.

“What’s your next project?” Rex asks at one point, glancing sidelong with a cheeky look, and Kote levels his vegetable knife at him (he’s got a vegetable knife. Specifically for vegetables. It’s a very new concept).

“I make everyone’s dinner on Tuangsdays.” He says. “I’m productive.”

Rex’s sharp-toothed grin turns thoughtful. “Yeah” He says. “Everyone loves coming here, you know. You could be the new 79’s.”

Kote knows. He plans and plots, and puts more work into researching recipes than he’s put into any research whatsoever in months. It feels a bit like coming out of a shore leave; his thoughts quicken and his excitement grows. He hunts down a market. He brings a bag. He shops, bargains, and returns victorious.

He sends out a few comms., and can’t help but shake his head and grin at how different the responses are.

What a marvelous idea, Cody. His general — ex-general — says.

Yus pls, Ahsoka sends back, with some sort of strange tooka vidclip that dances with wiggly gyrations Kote can only assume indicate excitement.

Where is your house, Anakin says, blunt and to the point, and Kote can appreciate that.

He sends the address. He cooks all day. The sun sets, and Fox and Wolffe arrive, already bickering, Rex trailing behind with a long-suffering look sent to Kote, begging commiseration.

“Ugh, don’t you ever stop smiling, now?” He gripes when Kote just grins at him.

“Nope,” Kote says, unrepentantly.

He leaves the soup on the stove, simmering, and takes his cup of caf to the window. He leans on it, breathing in cool air, and just listens — listens to the squabbling as Wolffe gets on Fox’s case for not washing Kote’s dishes correctly the last time they visited. Hears the soft thumps of Rex sneaking into the cramped room Kote has set aside for plants and the sole pet he has; a pastel goullian, fins swaying ever so gently, permanent scowl in place. Thinks he catches, distantly, the sound of his remaining three guests (Padme couldn’t attend, and had made him feel very awkward by how thoughtfully she apologized for it) plodding up the hill.

“Cody!” Ahsoka cries, coming into view and waving.

Kote’s cheeks have stopped aching from all the smiling he’s gotten used to, so it’s easy to let another through.

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itzshrike · 23 days

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Okay okay we already got tales of the Jedi and are getting tales of the empire but are we forgetting something? 🤨

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Clones as expectant fathers

I am an actual nero-cancer researcher. I have a job and a degree. And my ADHD brain saw sad military men and went “I want that one”

Clones: Rex, Wolffe, Fox, Cody and Fives

CW: pregnancy, the clones all have a ‘secret’ SO, They are expecting a baby, A little angsty with Fox, there's slight mentions of smut with Fives (if you squint), swearing, this is just supposed to be a good time, its not reader insert

Minors do not interact!

Rex

Terrified. Also overjoyed. But mostly terrified.

He’s a soldier. Captain of the 501st, the most….adventurous of the GAR. His chances of dying on the battlefield and leaving his SO behind are higher than the average clone

And now he may leave behind his child? His kid may grow up without a father

He gets nervous. Anxious and antsy, and it's very VERY easy for Anakin to figure out Rex isn’t entire OK

Rex doesn’t even need to tell Anakin.

Skywalker takes one look at him and just KNOWS.

“Congrats, Rex.” “...on what, sir?” “If it's a boy, name him after me.” “WHAT!?”

Ahsoka needs to be told and she’s more excited than Rex when she finds out.

“Come on Rex! Name them after me! The republic needs an Ahsoka jr!” “And if the baby is a boy?” “Don’t name them after skyguy, please!”

Most of the 501st don't know. Too many people knowing raises the chance of less accepting individuals knowing. And if that happens, Rex, his SO and his baby may be in danger.

It’s forbidden for the clones to have SO’s, not to mention babies. It could end with Rex being decommissioned or reconditioned if it was found out he had both

Rex will visit and help as much as he can every chance he gets. He feels terrible for leaving his SO for long stretches of time during the pregnancy.

He WANTS to be there…he just can’t. Not while the war was going on

Despite his terror, Rex is…overjoyed

He didn’t think children were possible for him. He knew it could happen, but he didn’t think HE would ever know this happiness

The first time he feels his baby move in his SO, he’d get this sweetest smile on his face. He’ll kiss the baby bump and just murmur words of love in mando’a

He falls head-over-heels in love all over again

As the due date approaches, Anakin asks an important question

“Captain, I need to know when your baby might be born.” “...why, sir?” “Because I need to know when to take extended leave.”

Anakin tells Padme, and she is beyond sweet. Even visits Rex’s SO and the two have a wonderful friendship

All in all, Rex is both excited and anxious. But having so much support from Anakin, Ahsoka and Padme (and his other brothers who find out much later) helps him a lot

Wolffe

More relaxed. And by relaxed I mean he hides his anxiety better. And it doesn’t exactly hit him as hard

Partly because Plo Koon and the entire Wolfpack knows about his relationship already.

So you bet your ass the pack celebrates when Wolffe tells them he's going to be a father

Plo Koon especially is excited

“How wonderful, new life being born during times of war” “I’m not naming my child after you, general Plo.” “Nonsense! The child will be a girl.”

During battle, Wolffe finds himself being protected by his brothers and General a tad more

At first he writes it off as a coincidence, but then Boost lets slip during a battle “You gotta get back to your little one!”

He gives his men a bit of a lecture. He’s not incapable of fighting or defending himself. He thinks the message gets across but Plo chimes in with, “Ah yes, the stern words of a father already!”

Wolffe would probably see his SO more frequently than Rex. Just because Plo would more than likely spend more time on Coruscant.

He’s definitely protective. As in, waking up in the middle of the night to check all the windows, protective. Keeping an arm around his SO, protective. Every symptom or sign of discomfort he calls a medical droid, protective.

He’s not stupid, he is well aware that by having an SO and a child on the way he's in violation of several rules. All of which, when broken, would have him decommissioned

But dammit, he's not letting that happen. Wolffe will be there for his SO and his baby, no matter what

Since he’s able to spend more time with his SO, he’s there to feel the first movements of his baby.

It sort of causes him to short-circuit for a second. It hits him that yes, this is a life that he and his SO both created. Out of love.

Wolffe makes a swear that he’s going to protect his baby at all costs

Grandpa Plo does as well, but the Wolfpack doesn’t know that

Fox (kinda angst)

First of all congratulations to the SO for actually managing to be Fox’s SO

They got to be something special for the head of Palpatine’s personal guard to break rules and regulations and find himself an SO

Speaking of Palpatine, congratulations to Fox! Your SO is now in even more danger!

No, seriously. Palpatine knows before Fox. No one knows how, but he knows.

And he absolutely will use Fox’s SO as leverage to keep him under control

And Fox knows this, so he behaves. More so than usual.

He’s not blind. Hes fiercely loyal to the republic, but one step out of line and the (very few) things he cares about will be killed

Which…is why Fox may come across as cold or uninterested when his SO informs him of their pregnancy

A part of him is terrified, he just won’t show it

He’s not going to be more affectionate or anything. He actually acts pretty normal. Which is standoffish.

Despite his…demeanor, he actually manages to be present for the entirety of the pregnancy. It helps being a Coruscant guard, which means he’s more present than all the other clones.

He’s not moving mountains or anything, but he’ll get snacks in the middle of the night in case of cravings

No one else knows about Fox and his SO. not even his own men. He refuses to tell anyone.

Its for his SO’s protection

But Palpatine, the sick fuck, slips some words to get Fox’s nerves into overdrive

“This war is taking such a toll. So many dead children…so many grief stricken parents” “Sir?” “Oh nothing. Just stating the fact that the loss of an innocent life, such as…a baby, is always a tragedy. Wouldn’t you agree, commander?”

He found himself walking home a bit faster that day and hugs his SO a little tighter that night

Fox cares, in his own way. He’s just beyond stressed and anxious. But you wouldn’t know. He hides it behind a mask.

It's actually Padme that finds out. And she feels somewhat bad for Fox. She thinks his anxiety comes from the fact that clones aren't allowed SO’s or children

Which, it is, but theres the added threat of fucking Palpatine.

She ends up getting him to tell her the truth and she swears to secrecy. Even offers to hire his SO as some sort of assistant, if only so Fox can be closer to his SO

Hear me out, he actually breaks down when he feels the baby move. He can’t fully handle it anymore and shuts down.

This is a baby. His baby. They're alive and already so loved.

Something in him clicks and he accepts Padme’s help.

His terror gets easier, ever so slightly. But he keeps his collected and calm front.

Cody

“General Kenobi-” “Ah! Commander Cody! Congratulations!”

goddamnit.exe

Cody is a tad more relaxed than Rex, but more tense than Wolffe

He knows Kenobi isn’t going to punish him or force him back to Kamino for decommissioning, he’s still a little on guard.

But, since Kenobi knows, Anakin does. So does Ahsoka. Which means Rex knows.

goddamnit2.exe

More people in the 501st know than in the 212th which gives him the biggest headache

Waxer knows though. Cody had to tell someone that wasn’t a sarcastic general

He does a good job hiding his worry though

Cody is able to spend about the same amount of time as Rex with his SO

He doesn’t feel as bad as Rex when it comes to the lack of presence he has during the pregnancy

It's war. It sucks and he’d prefer to be there for his SO, but he’d also prefer SO and child have freedom from the separatists

I will say, he is pretty attentive when he isn’t off in space.

Foot rubs, shoulders massages, helping with cravings

One thing Cody does is that he’ll wrap his arms under his SO’s baby bump and lift it slightly, giving his SO’s back some relief

He really loves to do this because his SO just melts

Hear me out, Cody gets giggly when he feels the baby move/kick the first time

His palm is on the bump and he feels that first little flutter against his hand

404 Commander Cody has his amygdala broken from joy. Reboot?

He’ll actually tell Kenobi about it because he’s so happy.

“That's wonderful Cody, but I still question one thing.” “What is it, sir?” “How you managed to get laid to begin with.”

Goddamnit3.exe

Fives

“Hey everyone! I’m gonna be a dad!”

Ecstatic is not a strong enough word

Also not subtle at all

There is a solid 3 hours until everyone in the 501st knows

He’s told Echo before the first hour. Rex knew within 2 hours.

Fives is BEYOND over the moon

He gets this small smile on his face that just doesn’t go away

Whenever he’s not with his SO, he definitely calls them every day. He wants updates on the little one

Also, seeing his SO with a baby bump? Unlocks something inside his brain.

Fives is incredibly horny when he’s with his SO. He’ll be rubbing their middle and getting a puppy dog look in his eye.

Only if his SO is in the mood of course! He’d never try and be forceful

He’s probably the clone that takes the distance the hardest. He debates taking a ship and making a run for Coruscant on more than one occasion.

In the end he settles to ask Anakin for extended leave.

Anakin is also extremely happy for Fives. Like with Rex, he makes a “name the baby after me” joke

Fives brings that up to his SO and nearly gets smacked. He also makes a “Fives jr.” joke and actually does get smacked.

When Fives feels the baby kick, he gets high on happiness. Actual mumbling incoherent words of love and affection in Mando’a

Lots and lots of “Ni kar'tayl gar darasuum”

He also gets very VERY affectionate with his SO

Kisses his SO’s face a lot. Even as a greeting, he’ll just start peppering their cheeks with pecks

Also probably the only one ballsy enough to ASK his general for extended leave

“Excuse me, general Skywalker? I’ll need to take leave at this date.” “Oh, yea sure. You know what? That seems like a good time for all the men to take a break. Thanks, Fives.”

He’s also probably the only one ballsy enough to actually take his new born baby onto a fucking battleship to introduce everyone.

“This is your uncle Rex. This is your uncle Echo and your uncle Tup. That's your auntie Ahsoka!” “Fives what the FUCK are you doing?!” “Introducing the family, captain.”

#the clone wars x reader #captain rex x reader #commander wolffe #Commander Wolffe x reader #captain rex #commander fox #commander fox x reader #commander cody #commander cody x reader #arc trooper fives #fives x reader #star wars the clone wars #star wars headcanons #tw pregnancy #fluff #headcanons #tcw x reader

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catboydogma · 3 months

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highly sought after

wc: 651

notes: this is not crack but perhaps more like crack's bastard nephew-cousin or something. i got tired of not writing and decided to enjoy myself and knock out a 15-min sprint instead :) hopefully more to follow since i would LIKE to do this every night however. enjoy? enjoy.

summary:

Cody and Fox have some nice relaxing bonding together. OR: what if you had a line of plushes marketed after you and all the people around you were shiteating smartasses

cross-posted to ao3

“These items are highly sought after,” Cody said dryly, keeping his eyes forward and his hands behind his back.

A furious-sounding pause followed.

“You’re fucking with me,” Fox said through gritted teeth. He looked like he was about to punch his fist through the flimsy glass wall in front of him, brows furrowed in a deep scowl and teeth bared. Cody amused himself for a few seconds by imagining Fox with a ruff of raised spines like a massiff’s doing a threat display.

“Commander,” Cody said, injecting his voice with as much solemnity as he could muster on short notice and while fighting off the shit-eating grin that was threatening, “I have never told a falsehood in my life.”

“You motherfucker,” Fox hissed. He looked like he was about to pop a vein. His eyes were glazed with fury and his grip was tight enough to whiten his knuckles.

“Their value may very well be unsurpassable.” Cody clasped Fox on the shoulder firmly, eyes still fixed straight ahead.

In front of him, Fox lost his tenuous grip on CC-3636 Commander Wolffe™ Grand Army of the Republic ActionPlush®! The top-heavy stuffed toy, with its gray-painted stuffed felt helmet the same size as the rest of the body, tumbled back to the bottom of its prison.

Fox howled in inarticulate rage.

Cody squeezed his shoulder a little more firmly in encouragement. “You’ll get him nex—”

“You jinxed me!” Fox batted at Cody’s hand on his shoulder and jabbed his thumb at the green “go” button again and again, furiously goading it into whirring back to life. The tickets Cody had indulgently fed into it five minutes ago were good for one more round.

“Better make it count,” Cody said pleasantly, unmoved by Fox’s elbow bruising the tender spot just below his floating ribs. “Better get it in one shot.”

“Not. One. Word.” Fox’s growl nearly vibrated the ground under their feet and his face was starting to approach the “alarming” side of the spectrum of blotchy maroon. He slowly inhaled, like a sniper about to line up a shot, and leaned forward until his nose was pressed against the glass.

The mechanism jerked to life. The rubber-tipped claws opened and closed, testing, as Fox toggled the squeaky joystick with infinitesimal adjustments. It lowered. Fox let out all his breath in one long, slow exhale, letting the claws close around the bulbous head of their vod. The felt dimpled slightly. It lifted.

It held.

Fox didn’t waver for a second, smoothly guiding the claw back to the corner where the chute lay waiting. Cody found himself nearly leaning forward to match. Fox wasn’t breathing any longer: his hands were still enough to make a CMO jealous, and his face was completely smooth, like an ARC about to take an impossible shot.

The claws jerked open. Cody preemptively winced—but against all odds, the misshapen plush toy managed to fall at just the right angle into the nearly too-small chute—none of the legs caught, as they had the first time, and the head was angled just so it didn’t bounce off the side and back into its glass cage, as it had the fifth time, and the felt scrap blaster held outstretched in one spherical “hand” didn’t even make the toy jam halfway down the chute, as it had the eighth time.

A soft thup heralded their vod’s arrival. Fox let loose a primal howl of exultant triumph, voice nearly cracking with its pitch and volume. Cody discretely winced, then held open the flap of the machine so Fox could reach in and grab his bounty.

“What now?” Cody asked when Fox had the plush Wolffe in his hand, pretending to throttle its nearly non-existent neck for imagined crimes.

“Now I wait until the 104th is docked at Coruscant again,” Fox said with a smile that displayed every one of his pearly whites.

#a heat rash in the shape of the show me state #commander fox #commander cody #fluff #humor #tcw #tcw fanfiction #tcw fanfic #fanfiction #sw fanfic #clone troopers #like ... don't tell me a plush of ur commander or perhaps lieutenant wouldn't be a hot fucking commodity in ur battalion.#don't tell me those things aren't going for insane contraband bartering system in the absolute depths of the 104th.#there's a cody plush. and? it's slightly smaller than wolffe's.

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masterjedilenawrites · 5 months

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I have a request if you’re feeling up for it :)

I wanted to know what each clone’s S/O does to get them flustered? 🤔 like all blushy, stuttering, etc? Is it words from their S/O? Light touches?(ticklish,sensitive,etc) I was in a fluffy mood and you are a good writer. I shall pay you in llamas pls & thank u ✨🦙 🦙🦙🦙

Ooh hard to pass up a deal for llamas. But first I need to know, are they smelly? Do they get along with cats? And can they survive on a small apartment balcony?

Cody, Wolffe, and Wrecker melt over sweet and kind gestures. Gentle touches are a big one. It sends such pleasant tingles across their skin and they cannot comprehend how they could possibly deserve such softness. Another is being taken care of, such as their armor being cleaned or being cooked a nice meal. They won't be able to find the words to express how such acts make them feel.

Tup, Dogma, and Thorn will be flushed, stuttering messes over just about anything. Seriously, any kind of attention goes straight to their hearts without a fight, and comes spilling over in the most frazzled and adorable of ways. We're talking compliments, being thanked, brushing arms as they move by, seeing their S/O blush... These three are immediately red as a tomato and utterly helpless.

Hardcase, Tech, and Mayday would need it laid on them real thick before they're even aware. Simple brushes of the hand won't do the trick, they need their head caressed in both hands. Sweet words or silly pet names? No, they need to be taken aside, looked in the eye, and told just how handsome or strong they are. Then they'll start stuttering and blushing.

Fox, Rex, and Echo will get worked into a tizzy any time their S/O shines the spotlight on them in public. Behind closed doors, they are totally fine hearing compliments, holding them close, being doted on. But around others, they cannot function with that attention. It's not even out of embarrassment or anything; the gestures just hit them that much deeper when they're on display.

Fives, Jesse, and Crosshair aren't too easily thrown off their game, but there is one simple thing that will make their brains short circuit: their S/O's smile. They dream about that smile. It is the single most dazzling, beautiful, perfect thing they have ever seen in their entire lives, and it will make them seize up and swoon, without fail, every single time.

Kix, Hunter, and Gregor are more likely to be flustered over things that are... uh, less than innocent, shall we say. They don't bat an eye at the fluffy stuff. It's still enjoyable, don't get them wrong, but they won't be turning pink just by holding hands. No, their blushes only come out when touched teasingly elsewhere, or at suggestive turns of phrase, or even at flirty winks.

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squidsponge · 1 year

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Sims 4 CC Update: Filoni, I'm suing You for Emotional Damages

Cody Armor is ready!

'He didn't even spare the younglings, Cody.'

I was I was feeling all kinds of normal about my favorite desert husbands this week, so I made Cody's sad imperial armor, which is available for download now and of course comes in his proper 212th gold.

Tumblr is being awesome about not allowing most of the screenshots or text in my post, so here's a bit of fluff with no context from better universe, where premium Scarif roast caf flows like the lava rivers of Mustafar.

It has nothing to do with Cody, Fox, their beloved Chancellor, or the missing rug from his office.

It's perfectly normal to have caf on the beach or in the ocean when your Sith Lord boss is sleeping with the fishes tragically missing.

Soothe the trauma Filoni and friends keep putting us through and grab your Cody armor now!

Make sure to also download my bodyglove set for your sims to wear as as a full outfit or under their lower armor.

Hardcase, Kix, and Jesse's armor are available as well, for those who missed it.

Have fun and DM me asap if you experience any issues!

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mearchy · 3 months

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For like a year I’ve been occasionally fucking around in this Google doc with a bunch of little writing snippets based on the premise “what if there were just normal dogs in Star Wars and one of them got passed around and summarily adopted by all the different clone battalions.” And in my near-manic writing state lately I decided to actually do something with those. Behold.

Fandom: Star Wars the Clone Wars (2008)

Works in Series: 3

Total Words: 5,950

Rated G through T

Summary: The 501st Legion gets a dog. And then, because the 501st can’t keep their problems to themselves, the entire GAR gets a dog.

Most Relevant Tags: Fluff and Crack, Implied CC-2224 | Cody/Obi-Wan Kenobi, CC-1010 | Fox/Happiness (implied future relationship), Shenanigans, Hurt/Comfort, 212th Attack Battalion, 501st Legion, Coruscant Guard, Fluff and Angst, Swearing

Note: Check warnings for the one fic rated T, which has vague discussion of drug abuse and is also generally an Angst/Fluff combo.

More will likely continue to be added, there were seven different premises in the doc and I already have another queued up in Ao3 drafts.

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clonemando · 5 months

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Corrie Guard Bingo:

My fill for the prompt: Small Displays of Affection

on AO3 here

Fox has been feeling down lately so Thire decides to learn a new skill to cheer him up. drabble, 100 words, Commander Thire, Commander Fox, fluff

This is for The Coruscant Guard Bingo run by @clonefandomevents

Thorn beamed at the little red flimsy fox he had managed to create. His desk looked like the battleground of a flimsy army with torn and crumpled pieces all over the top and floor around him. The final result had been worth every failure though, as the shiny red paper made the creature sparkle under the artificial lights above him.

He waited until Fox was gone to sneak into his office and place the little paper creature right on top of the tallest stack of data pads.

The soft smile on Fox’s face when he saw it was worth everything.

#star wars #fanfic #tcw #clone troopers #commander fox #fluff #my writing #the clone wars #coruscant guard bingo #coruscant guard #commander thire #clonefandomevents #drabble #100 words

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corrieguards · 11 months

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Welcome to my little corner <3 This blog will contain some 18+ material, so if you are a minor kindly DNI

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》 Content guide:

fluff: ✧

angst: ꧞

explicit smut: ♡

Commander Fox

◈ Tookas and Cuddles ✧

◈ "Does it make you nervous when I stare?" ♡

Commander Cody

◈ Outrank You ✧ pt. 1 pt.2 [NEW!!] pt.3

Captain Rex

◈ Confessions ✧

◈ Cold Nights and Pretty Lights ✧

Echo

◈ Warm Me Through ✧

◈ Toast ✧

◈ With Death Comes Loss ꧞ ✧

Fives

◈ Charmin' ✧

Mayday

◈ Home pt.1 ✧ pt.2 WIP ♡

Wrecker

◈ Keep You Safe ꧞ ✧

Seeing you with your hair down for the first time Captain Rex ✧

How they show affection Jesse, Tup, Hardcase, Kix ✧

How they would act if they had a crush: Cody // Tup // Echo // Fives & Kix // Rex // Dogma

Thots & Asks

Having your first kiss with Rex vs with Cody ✧

More on kisses from Rex ✧

Tup thots ♡

More Tup thots ♡

Rex + picnics and flowers

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kometqh · 3 months

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Star Wars Masterlist

Dear Diary - Captain Rex x Reader x Fives Dear Diary Pt.2 - Captain Rex x Reader x Fives Close Relations - 501st x Reader Forget Me Not - Captain Rex x Reader Forget Me Not Pt. 2 - Captain Rex x Reader Captain's Sweetheart - Captain Rex x F!Jedi!Reader Bonds Deeper Than - Fives x F!Reader x Echo Once Upon A Time - Captain Rex x F!Reader Longing For You - ARC Trooper Fives x F!Reader Meticulous - Commander Fox x F!Reader

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palpipeen · 1 year

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Life Day: Nice or Naughty...?

Lucky for all you naughty naughty people, you get BOTH. <3

Also yes, I live.

ANYWAY, info stuff time~

------- It's Life Day, and you're with your boy of choice. <3 Rating: NC-17 for Sexual Themes Warnings: Holiday Stuff (no mention of family other than the clones), consensual somnophilia (Fox eating you out in your sleep), oral, PinV/A, Lots of Fluff followed by Lots of Smut Reader has no gender~ WC: 2253 AN: So I hit 101 followers and I’m on the floor, screaming crying sobbing throwing up and shitting. Thank y’all so much. Here is a leetol gift for the season~ This is set in my “And Nothing Bad Ever Happened, Ever AU” so. People still be dyin’ and dead but there’s not quite so much tragedy. Also we’re goin with a SFW and a NSFW theme, so the first batch will be listed as “NICE” and then the rest will be “NAUGHTY”. ENJOY.

ALL OF MY WORK IS INTENDED FOR AUDIENCES THAT ARE 18+. Minors DNI.

NICE

Starting off with our boy Commander Fox:

Life Day with Fox is honestly my personal ideal. Fox just wants one day (1) where he isn’t expected to do a thousand things a minute, he isn’t expected to answer a thousand questions from a thousand soldiers and senators or delegate any tasks. Also, you two don’t even have to leave your own home! Fox just wants to be somewhere that isn’t the Guard HQ that he can just exist and relax for the holiday, and he does just that. Like the rest of the GAR he doesn’t have much credits, so instead of buying you something he gives you something small that he made. Not sure what it would be, but it’s made with love and adoration. He will absolutely NOT be discussing how he went through five test runs with your gift, and he’s got them stuffed away in his contraband closet in his office. He also won’t mention how it took him literal months to complete, in part because of his schedule and because he wanted it to be fucking perfect. And it is. He made it while thinking of no one but you, and it illustrates the depth of his love for you. (Which is deeper than ANY of the deep sea trenches on Kamino.)

Next Up, my Personal Bestest Boy Hardcase:

Okay now I love Hardcase, but his Life Day would be. So. Fucking. BUSY. Hey Hardcase, you DO know that it’s LITERALLY physically impossible to give presents to ALL of your siblings in ONE day right? Oh you’re gonna make it happen?! Okay, Chris Fuckin Cringle, jesus fuck. He would though, you know he would, he would make it work. Hardcase is the exact opposite of the biggest Bah Humbug motherfucker you’ve ever met. Not only that, Hardcase is doing SO. MUCH. COOKING. But don’t worry - he’s making you all of your favorite dishes, and has been buying you little gifts ever since he found out Life Day was a THING that made him think of you and how much he loves you. While Hardcase knows that material things aren’t the reason for the season, he still wants to spoil you. He’s also just a bundle of wonder and awe, but he is also very generous - if he sees a family in need during the season he’s dropping everything he can to see how he can help make their season better. In a post-war world where Hardcase lives and everything is FINE, nothing bad happened, he’s definitely volunteering part of Life Day at a soup kitchen or shelter of some sort. All in all - Hardcase brings the joy of the season, whether anyone is ready for it or not. (Trust me - you aren’t.)

Speaking of Bah Humbugs…Commander Wolffe:

Oh, Wolffie. Oooh, Wolffie. You’re a mean one ain’t’cha? So yeah, Wolffe might be the biggest party-pooper out of the bunch. He just doesn’t get it - and he doesn’t mean to spoil it for everyone. He’s just not sure why all of this matters at first. So he’s the sulky uncle who sits alone, nursing some really strong drink throughout most of the day…at least he’s that way at first. But show him some younglings decorating a tree and enthusing about the holiday season and you unlock something in him. I stand by the HC that Wolffe actually has a soft spot for kiddos - it brings out the best parts of him that aren’t a soldier. So yeah, one minute Wolffe is sitting in the corner, barely making conversation with anyone - because let’s be honest, Wolffe is absolutely ass at small-talk and most conversations - and the next, he’s hoisting a youngling up to put the topper on some gaudily decorated tree. Meanwhile two other younglings are decorating him because he’s as tall as some of the trees they’ve seen. Also, Wolffe would absolutely wipe the floor with his fashion sense for the season - Wolffe being a fashionista is always something I can get behind. He’d also be down for an ugly sweater contest, purely because if you can’t give the judges the perfect scowl in that gaudy, awful thing, are you really even competing? (Also yes, him and Fox have a vicious competition with each other. It almost always ends with them having an argument where one of them inevitably puts the other in a headlock.)

Oh we can’t forget about Captain Rex:

Alright so, here’s a character I haven’t really gotten into. But I feel like if you’re looking for that cliche Hallmark Christmas movie experience, or something similar without the misogyny, you’d want to spend Life Day with Rex. Rex obviously gets invited by General Skywalker’s very dear friend, Senator Amidala, to spend Life Day on Naboo. In fact, the entire 501st do, but it’s the one time he doesn’t have to look after them. Instead, he’s spending his days experiencing - well, life. Naboo doesn’t have a typical winter season, but the vibes are still there, so he’s definitely drinking hot chocolate with whipped cream, marshmallows, candy cane sticking out - literally every morning. (Don’t judge him, he’s earned it.) And if you just so happen to be Rex’s partner, well, he’s also wanting to drink that hot chocolate with you every morning, and get out there and experience everything the season has to offer. And he can’t buy much, but the gift he gets you (besides his time, which is precious) is priceless. There is such obvious love and time and effort put into getting you something that is perfect for you. Also, you two get to have dinner on your own - just the two of you. (Tooth rotting stuff, truly.)

Arright now for the SINFUL SHIT~

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Naughty

Foxy Boy~

So obviously, any time you and Fox get to spend with each other where Fox doesn’t have to worry about his men, you are fucking. Nonstop. But around Life Day, when he’s given the all clear for some VERY much deserved R&R, he indulges once…and then nothing. Besides heavy make-out sessions, he stops you just before it gets too heavy - tells you he just wants to savor his time with you without sex. Alright, that’s fine at first, but then you’re starting to get antsy. Why isn’t he in your pants like he normally is?! You finally wheedle it out of him - he’s got a surprise for you on Life Day proper. It’s not much, but it really is the thought that counts. And boy howdy, did he think this through. So you wake up to breakfast in bed - you also wake up to him, under the sheets, with his head between your legs. Who knows how long he’s been under there, because you wake up coming on his tongue. After that he feeds you by hand - a breakfast he made from scratch. And it’s not just good, it’s incredible. You do most of the cooking when you two get together, and some of Fox’s attempts at cooking weren’t great - but this? This is gourmet. Where did these skills come from?! Fox reveals that he’s been taking cooking lessons for today, which is impressive considering his schedule. After making sweet, slow love to you, he clears up breakfast (naked) and the rest of the day continues like that. Eventually you two do have to get out of bed for a bath (which you take together of course), and move to the living room for dinner (which he also made, it is lavish and delicious and perfect). Fox really just wants to show you how much he cares for you, and do what he can for you while he has this time with you. It’s precious to him - just about as precious as you are to him.

Ho-Ho-Hardcase:

Alright so yeah - Hardcase would do some really, REALLY cheesy shit on Life Day once everything calms down and he’s got you to himself. And not just the whole rose petals, candles (where’d he find those?? Do those exist in Star Wars???) and red satin sheets. Oh no. He’s got the Star Wars equivalent of a Santa costume on. (IDK what that is in SW, and I’m writing this at 1:30am - research is beyond me rn.) It’s ridiculous, but it’s what you’ve come to expect from him - and somehow he makes it so hot?! Well it’s probably because the get-up is little more than suspenders and trousers that leave nothing to the imagination, and he’s got this whole script going…. Which is way hotter than it should be. Hardcase would absolutely be in his element doing this: seducing you while telling you how naughty you’ve been, how he should just be punishing you. But you look so sweet, so it’d be a shame to let that spoil. Needless to say, you spend a lot of time on his lap. He also somehow managed to get you a whole new miniature collection of sex toys - with a few for him, of course. You two spend the night and into the wee hours of the morning just having the raunchiest, most thoroughly exhausting sex of your life. And Hardcase has a rule for the day - for every one time he cums, he’s making you cum three more times. Strap in, you’re in for a very long ride. (Mayhamps….a sleigh ride, oooOOOOHOHOHOHO--)

Krampus. I mean Wolffe:

Much like Fox, any time Wolffe gets time off to spend with you, it’s going to be spent absolutely railing you. And any chance he gets, he’s doing just that. Out looking at light displays? Good thing you’re taking a personal speeder, because he’s having you pull over and fogging up the windows while fucking your brains out. Going to some fancy restaurant? He meets you in the bathroom and takes you in one of the stalls. (Good thing he’s very good at keeping you quiet.) But the best time is the night of Life Day - he’s been teasing you at the 104th holiday party, giving you those looks, lingering touches that sets your skin on fire, whispering so close to your ear that his lips brush your skin and send shivers down your spine. When Wolffe finally announces both of you are leaving, the whole battalion knows what’s going to happen when you two get to your place. Wolffe has a trick up his sleeve though - normally, he’s the one calling the shots. But tonight he’s leaving it in your capable hands - he’ll do whatever you ask. And you do just that -thoroughly rescrambling his brain with that amazing sloppy toppy, edging him after you tie his hands to the headboard, and finally letting him blast the fattest nut in you - and then the two of you fall asleep like that, after you untie his hands. Throughout the night Wolffe and you wake up when he gets hard again, reaffirming just how close and devoted the two of you are to each other.

And Finally, Rex:

Oh, Rex. Remember what I said about that cliche Hallmark Christmas movie shmutz? Yeah, it gets better. (Worse?) Rex is much like Fox in that the day starts off with him pleasuring you. The two of you barely awake while he’s doing it, but when he’s awake enough he stills your hands and takes over. Slowly, slowly bringing you to climax, and being very thorough while he does it. When he’s finally finished (it takes him a good three orgasms until he’s satisfied), he enters you slowly. It’s so warm, so intimate, so raw and sweet in the best of ways as he makes slow, tender love to you. Murmuring how you just being in his life is the greatest gift the universe ever gave any man, much less him. The world melts away until it’s just you two, and it isn’t until he gets a message on his commlink that you two realize you’re late for the 501st holiday party. After reluctantly prying yourselves away from each other (after a very steamy shower, that is), the two of you go to the party. Somehow, someone (-coughHARDCASEcough-) got a hold of fireworks. And as the two of you watch the spectacular light show, you eventually notice Rex watching you. The devotion, adoration, pure unconditional love in that man’s eyes moves the galaxy around you. And listen, I’m not saying an engagement happens during the fireworks - but he might say something along the lines of how he wants to spend all of the Life Days to come by your side. (And then you two go back home and BANG some more. There, ended smutty.)

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It had been many months since The Chase between you and Wolffe, a very erotic, magic evening that you both throughly enjoyed. Since then your relationship with Wolffe had been perfect, the whole 104th was aware you both were a couple, Master Plo was happy for you encouraging your love, even certain members of the 501st and 212th aswell as their Jedi Masters. It felt like nothing could go wrong.

You had been on a couple of scattered missions with the 501st and the 212th and some back with 104th and your lover. But right now your back working at the Senate still continuing the fight for all Clones to be treated fairly and as citizens. The war continued on with no end in sight. You prayed everyday for Wolffes safety as he did for you, he often had Fox keep a check on you, not everyone on Coruscant felt clones should be treated right. There has been a few attacks on members of the senate you Senator Chuci included. Your friendship with Fox grew , he was forever looking out for you, always your back and you enjoyed his company even if it was only for short periods of time. Finishing up the days work your Commlink suddenly goes off “hello Mesh’la” a familiar gruff voice pops through the biggest smile on your face appears. “hello baby please tell me you will be back soon? Bunny misses you” you swoon, a low chuckle erupts from Wolffe “oh bunny you have no idea how much I long to hold you. But you will pleased to know we are due shore leave for 3 days and we are on our way back” you can hear the grin in his voice. A giggling girly squeal is all Wolffe can hear “I can’t wait” you say spinning around in your chair full of happiness, “I will be at 79’s for a catch up with others then I will be straight over to yours , maybe we could order some food ?” Wolffes tone a lot softer “ sounds perfect see you then” the Comm cuts off and you make your way home.

Finally home showered and a small glass of wine in hand you realise you can’t wait any longer to see your lover , so off you go rummaging through your closet picking out a baby pink bardot satin dress with long sleeves, short and figure hugging and a stunning pearl feature that wraps around your neck and falls into the dress so beautifully, brushing out your wavy hair, spritzing your perfume on Wolffe loves , abit of makeup and your bag your good to go. As you flag down a speeder cab “79s please” as you hop in a feeling of burning desire runs coarse through your veins the excitement of being back in Wolffes arms you couldn’t wait any longer. You longed so badly for this.

The cab driver drops you off outside and as you step out you can’t contain this excitement you hurry inside gently pushing your way through the crowded bar eyes scanning the room for the Commanders usual booth , through the wave of clones across the dance floor you spy Rex,Cody and Fox however from the look on his face you get an unsteady feeling arise in you… then finally as you step closer your heart breaks. As soon as you saw that your lover was holding someone else in his arms, your whole body ached. It was like a blaster shot, straight into the center of your heart. You felt dizzy for a moment and knocked the drink out of someone's hand, leaving a red stain on the beautiful baby pink material, as if the wound in your heart made it bleed. You've loved this dress so far. Now it's definitely going to end up in the trash because it’s ruined, just like the love you two shared. It felt your world ended.

Your fucking bleeding inside, you feel as if your heart has dropped , the loud pumping bass from the music seems to fade. The face of the other Commanders stare at you in shock their mouths drop open as if they were an animal caught in headlights of a speeder bike. Cody elbows Wolffe who turns to face you. His eyes wide his mouth open like he wants to say something but nothing comes out. Without a second thought you storm over to the table and pull the Twi’lek woman off of Wolffe “get your hands off him!” you hiss in her face pushing her out of the way you turn to face Wolffe, eyes burning from the tears threatening to fall down your face but you keep your composure as best as you possibly can.

“How could you do this to me?” You scream over the music throwing the nearest drink you can find straight over his face before smashing the glass to the floor and running out of the bar, Wolffe didn’t move only dropped his head into his hands , Cody and Rex try to comfort him but he noticed Fox has ran after you. He raises his brow above his cybernetic eye and he leaves the booth following you both.

You didn't even realize how cold you were from the shock until you felt something warm on your arm. You looked up and Fox was standing next to you with a concerned look on his face. Tears welled up in your eyes as he began explaining it was not what you had thought, trying to convince you your lover was not cheating on you. He had been standing next to you the whole time you for months, keeping a watchful eye over you just as his Vod requested and even though he was busy, he always took the time to ask how you were. How was work and were you drinking enough water. He was here, Wolffe wasn't. Just like now. Frightened, Fox notices the red stain on the dress. "Meshla, are you hurt?" “Hurt? Yes. But that's just some spilled wine” “don’t tell me lies Fox I know what I saw with my own eyes, how could he do this to me?” You break down in Fox’s arms. “Mesh’la I promise you with my heart this is not what you think it is, a few of the shinys were stood near our booth this woman walked past one of them shoved her, Wolffe stopped her from falling over” he says softly and continues “ He did not do anything she was apologising for falling into him. You must believe me” .

Without evening realising your own actions your leaning closer to Fox’s face his breathe fanning over your lips, those calloused thumbs wiping away your tears, you can’t help but pull him for a desperate kiss, your hands grabbing onto the nape of his neck , he holds you tight around your waist. A kiss lasting no more than two seconds you both pull away shocked at what happened. Upon turning around around you see Wolffe standing there his eyes look broken. He was just standing there , still not moving , but his gaze darting between you and Fox “Vod… tell her exactly what happened” Fox’s voice laced with concern for both of you. "Or maybe you two should tell me… is there something I should know? Hmm?" Wolffe asked coldly.

"I..I... You were away! And barely had time to com me. I thought ….” you stammered nervously

"What? I was doing my job, Meshla." and there you just got the famous and iconic Wolffe eye roll.

You've seen it, but it was never meant for you. Until now. You thought it looked good on him, the eye roll was his trademark. But now you hated it. Anger bubbled up in your stomach. You missed him , you saw him with another woman wrapped around him and all of this drama left a bitter feeling mixed inside you and it burst out with great anger. “Your job was to stay! To care!" you shouted in his face before turning to walk away.

“Ner cyar'ika Gedet'ye ibic cuyir not meg gar mirdir” Wolffe begs you stepping closer he takes your hands in his. His voice no where near as cold as it was mere moments ago when he found you and Fox. You cannot stop the tears rolling down your face as you pull with all your strength to break free from his grip “I can’t trust you anymore, y… you had your arms all over her! I-I saw the look on your face!!” Your screaming at him now pounding your fists into his chest plate as he tries to hold you steady, you cower at his touch feeling repulsed “goodbye Commander Wolffe” . You turn to walk away heart pounding in your chest. Desperately trying to keep ahold of you “please … p-please Mesh’la don’t leave me… please” Wolffe is begging you.

Angry , so frustrated and so confused, you grabbed the bottom of your dress just by the stain and took off running. “I can't do this, it's too much. I need time" you said to them. While running, you heard your name and nickname in two similar voices but in different tones. Your hair just fluttered over your shoulders, you looked like a runaway princess. You didn't know what hurt more, that you didn't trust Wolffe enough, or that you started to have feelings for someone else. Even if it was tiny, the feeling was there. This was not your behavior. You didn't want to hurt anyone, yet you ended up being the one who was hurt. Plus, even they were injured in the chaos you caused with the kiss. You cursed loudly. What should you do now? What's next?

6 months later you heart still hurts, you tried to focus on your work but at times you had to work with the clones. You remained professional and kind they were still your friends who always looked out for you. However your thoughts still lingered . You wish you could quit him, you wish you never missed him and told him you loved him every time you fucked him, obsessed with the thought of your Commander Wolffe the pain just grew and grew. Your tears are dried up now you just there without a sound.

You get a message through on your Holopad assigning you to a mission with the 104th, as you begin to pack your duffel bag and get ready to make your way to the GAR base, you can’t help but feel conflicted. There is nothing more in this galaxy you want than to see your lover but you don’t want to see him knowing he was hurt you let alone kissing his Vod a moment of weakness you knew deep down the feelings you felt for Fox were not the feelings you still harbour for Wolffe. Pushing the thoughts out of your mind you make your way to work to the Star Destroyer you are greeted by the friendly and kind Boost and Sinker “hello boys long time no see” you smile at them however your smile doesn’t stretch too far.

“Nice to see you again Senator we’ve missed you around here!” Boost blurts out.

It is lovely to see your boys again nowhere you can’t help but worry when you will run into Wolffe and the maker must not be on your side today because for you know it 𝗧𝗛𝗨𝗡𝗞!!! He walks straight into you as your turning the corner. You let out a small gasp looking up at him , those bright blue delicate eyes he loves. “My apologies Senator” he’s says removing his helmet his eyes burning down on you “how..ahem how have you been?” He asks inquisitively. Afraid to even look at him you answer back in a cold tone “fine thanks. I have work to do Commander” you walk away your heart sinking again just like it did the night you saw him with the Twi’Lek.

A few rotations pass and you keep your best to stay out of Wolffes way , yet when you do see him a few stolen glances in the cool grey corridors of the Destroyer, once or twice you may of brushed up against him in the elevator but oh maker you feel the intense heat between both of you. That desire hasn’t left you. His gloved finger tips grazing over you.

You try your hardest to ignore it all but your love for Wolffe has not gone and it never will. A hot mug of caf in your hand you sit at your desk scrolling through your reports ensuring all is correct before sending it off to the Senate a loud knock at your door “come in its open” you call out your head not lifted from your work.

“Mesh’la please can we talk?” It’s your lover , at first you don’t know you feel it takes a few minutes before you can look up into his beautiful face those gorgeous eyes captivating you each time. “Talk about what Commander? Do you need to review my reports?” You can’t help but keep the cold tone with him still fully not looking at him. Wolffe walks over to your desk sitting himself down at the edge his hand ghosts over your face before his thumb and index finger grab your chin “look at me mesh’la” his voice more demanding now, “ what Wolffe!” You don't want to look up to his golden and cybernetic eyes,those gorgeous eyes you missed so dearly ,so you focus on the floor even though his grip around your chin tightens. It's better if you stay calm and cold. You cant afford to fall in love any deeper than you are and get hurt over again. You can't take anymore pain. Your always gonna want more from him. More of his time, more of his love and more of his touch. "Please look at me" he repeats, but this time in his sad tone you notice something darker. That voice he used to speak when you two were intimate. Shivers run through you and you slightly bit your lip to stop your moan. So you look up. Big mistake. When your eyes meet. You see everything. The desperation, the need, the love he feels for you. It's too much, but you can't hold yourself back anymore. He was your soft spot, your weakness. You knew that you were always gonna belong to him.

And in that moment his arms pull you up onto him , his muscular arms seem even bigger than when he last held you , those shoulders even more broad than usual. You both just hold each other tightly for what seems like a peaceful eternity finally Wolffe breaks the embrace those beautiful eyes filled with lust his pupils are dilated so wide , he is focused entirely on you. You recognise the desire in his gaze. His hands start to explore your body his mouth roaming over your exposed neck “Wolffe” is all you can softly moan out as your hands trail over his shoulders.

He groans “mmm my mesh’la I’ve missed you so much” then he crashes his lips to yours , his kiss is over powering , assertive you’ve missed this. “You know I can take you straight to heaven if you let me, I can make your body levitate mesh’la. Now let me” he says his voice dripping with pure desire , pure love. You open up your mouth as your tongues explore the inside of each others mouths. Slowly he begins unbuttoning your work blouse ripping it off you throwing it across the room. “You promise me it wasn’t what i thought it was?” You say between the intense kissing your hands unclasping his armour piece by piece. “No never your mine mmm only all mine bunny and I’m yours” that’s all you needed to hear.

You step back from the heated embrace and begin to strip yourself achingly slow removing your regulation skirt letting it fall to the floor you step out of it in just a sheer black lace bra and matching thong still wearing your heels, before long you begin to take off your bra and pull your hair out of the tight bun it was in letting it fall across your shoulders. Wolffe cannot take his eyes off you as you begin to walk over to him his half undressed state sending red hot fire all through your body. You start making your way around his body in a circle your hand brushing over his toned stomach then up his back to those broad broad shoulders , he turns to watch you over his shoulder letting out a low growl.

“Strip for me Commander , if what you promised me was true I want you to now show me it’s true, take your bunny” your voice dripping with filthy desire. And as the obedient man he is , only for you, he strips right down to his boxers you can see his rock hard length dying to escape. You stand infront of him for only a few moments bend over and place kisses over his clothed cock his groans are enough to make you cum your wet pussy clenching around nothing. You look up at him your sparkling blue eyes burning with the need of wanting your Commander to completely fill you up “is the Wolf going to take his pray? Take what is his?” You swoon up, your lips slightly parted.

Before you can even catch your breath Wolffe lunges at you pushing you up against the wall forcing your legs apart as he pushes his thick thigh between you , his hand trailing down your naked stomach pushing your thong to the side the cool air hitting your wet little pussy suddenly he forcefully shoves two thick digits inside you pumping away furiously “mmm FUCK” his fingers curling into that spot he knows you love “m-more please uhh” between panting and moaning your eyelids flutter at his touch “use your words little bunny” his voice so dark so ardour. Wolffes teeth sink into the soft flesh of your neck leaving bite marks to let the galaxy know there is only one person for him and that person is you. His fingers faster not letting up he can feel your close “I’m uhh so close nghhh” you can barley breathe as you can feel yourself reaching your climax “relax Mesh’la I got you now let go let me feel those beautiful juices” he rasps. His free hand now closing in around your throat while his eyes never leave you. He wants to see your face as you cum for him.

Bolts of pleasure wash over you it’s intense it’s incredible your legs shake as Wolffe loosens his grip on you. Pulling his fingers out from he he takes them to his mouth sucking every last drop of your sweet tangy juice he can get “mmm you taste so fucking good bunny” he gives you a long deep kiss before spinning you around and pushing you hard against the wall of your office. Again the same question left your mouth “ you promise me it wasn’t what I thought it was?” Gasping as you feel Wolffes thick hard cock pushed against your ass , his hand moves back up to grab onto your throat leaning your head back onto him so he can see your beautiful face “I said no. I am no Di’kut, she isn’t Ner cyar’ika”. His tone has become more dominated than it was before even thought it was only a whisper. You scramble to pull his boxers down so needy for his cock, Wolffe chuckles into your shoulder before biting into you again hard sucking and kissing that sweet spot on your shoulder. “Oh my bunny you have no idea what you do to me” his voice barely above a whisper as he begins teasing your wet core with his velvety tip. Sliding up and down your dripping sex the teasing is almost too much. Your desperate to feel him back inside of you. Ruining your tight pussy.

He doesn’t even give you a second before he slides into your soaking wet folds in and out at such a forceful pace, the stretching almost unbearable at the beginning “relax mesh’la” he soothes against your ear before his continues his relentless pounding , the drag of this thick hard cock inside you sends your vision blurry you become light headed the pleasure was intense it felt so good to be filled up again by your lover.

“Mmm fuck mesh’la!! You take me so well don’t you” Wolffe panted planting your neck with little kisses before removing his grip on your neck and moving it down to your hip holding you tight you know your already bruising , his free hand tormenting your clit rubbing circles against your swollen sensitive bud, this feeling it’s over taking you, you try to wriggle away “don’t you dare” Wolffe snarls into your neck only making his hold on you tighter “don’t be a little brat when you know I fucking love you bunny” his growling is sending over the edge all you can do is let out lewd filthy moans crying out his name “uhh Wolffe mmm I’m… gonna mm cum” you sound so desperate right now “let go for me” he pants into your neck biting on your delicate tendons. It was all too much your body reaches its climax as you arch your back your hands clinging onto his body , this huge wave of pleasure washes over you you pure ecstasy. Shaking against the wall your legs would buckle and give way if it wasn’t for your lover holding onto you. Wolfee continues to fuck you long hard fast strokes riding you through your high , the filthy sounds of wet squelching as his thrusts become more jerky. Wolffe shoves two fingers in your mouth to tilt your head back.

You keep grinding against him your pussy clenching so hard you want to milk him for all he has , your sounds almost like sobbing as you feel yourself on the verge of cumming again , the warm panting of Wolffes breathe against your neck as he moans your name you feel his warm seed shoot into you filling you up just how you wanted and you let yourself go all over his quivering member, his cum leaking out of you dripping down your thighs. Both of you slump forward as he removes his fingers from your mouth and grabs onto you like he never wants to let go. That pure feeling of love is back radiating between the both of you. A loud knock at your office door snaps you both back into reality

“She��s busy!” Wolffe shouts rather annoyed , you can’t help but chuckle if your face wasn’t red from the love making it sure is now.

“Umm sorry Commander we just stopped by to check on the Senator, we umm heard screaming so wanted to ensure she was safe” a little pause “thats Boost!” You giggle trying to hide your face. “As I said … she’s busy get back to work trooper!” Wolffe says as he begins placing tiny kisses across your shoulders.

“Sir, Yes sir!” You hear the footsteps wander off down the hallway. Wandering over to your desk to pick up your clothes you can’t help but look over at your lover his face full of pride “do you think they heard?” You ask sheepishly “I don’t care Mesh’la I told you your mine and only mine as I am yours”.

A few days had passed the mercy mission Master Plo and The Wolfpack had been sent on was a success. There had been many whispers among the clones and generals alike that there was a disturbance in the force, someone plotted the war on purpose playing both sides. Something didn’t sit right but you tried to push those thoughts to the back of your mind. Maybe you’d speak to Wolffe about this. Maybe he can help. You knew the 501st had been on quite a few tough missions so you were looking forward to a catch up with them at 79’s when they return for shore leave.

On your last night the Star Destroyer is heading back to Coruscant only another 10 or so hours before your back , whilst cuddled upto Wolffe in his private quarters he can feel how tense you are you’ve not really spoken a word all evening. “What is bothering you mesh’la?” He says tracing circles with his calloused fingers into your naked skin, his voice is laced with concern. It took you a while to answer … “ I’m not sure Wolffe I know we are closer to the end of the war it just feels like something isn’t right… I’ve been hearing things within the Senate and I I don’t know it’s making me question everything” you say still deep in thought staring blankly at the grey walls in-front of you. “Try not to worry mesh‘la” is all the battle hard Commander can say as he begins peppering your neck with his gentle kisses pulling you in to his embrace tighter.

You’d all been back for a couple of days , as much as tried to spend more time with Wolffe and this dark cloud looming over you , you had to finish off your work in the Senate , attend meetings, listen to new bills pass. It was becoming extremely stressful. Upon leaving you run into Fox he gives you a courteous nod, there had never been any tension since that night. Fox was your friend and your lovers Vod, it also seems there was no issues between Wolffe and Fox. That made you happy.

Later that evening you and Wolffe pop into 79’s for a few drinks , why not you think it’s been tough at work and still you can’t shake this feeling off dread. As you are walking through 79’s it may be packed , the music booming , several people dry humping each other , Wolffe’s arm possessively around your waist. You both slip into a U shape booth along with Rex, Cody and Fox they are quiet clearly deep in conversation.

“Evening boys” you smile typical Wolffe gives his usual grunt. “We know this goes higher” Cody says taking a sip of his whiskey before a deep sigh. You can help but notice the worry washing over their faces. Wolffe takes a large gulp of his whiskey and opens his mouth, before he speaks Rex suddenly blurts out “the nightmares” the table goes quiet.

“My troops have mentioned this… Tup… Fives” Rex shakes his head. Only a handful of people know about the two members of the 501st going into hiding. “Kix.. he is doing his own little investigation however we can’t seem to make much progress due to future battles” Rex says. Cody, Fox and Wolffe share a glance. “ we should speak to Master Plo” you say staring at Wolffe, the others look at you in agreement. “Wolffe?” You say resting your small hand upon his rather large gloved hand. “Let’s discuss this later Mesh’la” he says leaning across to kiss your temple. As both get up to leave calling it a night you bid goodbye to the others turning to Wolffe “Rex he seems very distressed , sometimes I question if he is the same man” you say with a heavy sigh. Wolffes arm grips around your waist tighter. “Rex nearly lost Echo at the Citadel… then Umbra happened it shook his trust in the Jedi slightly. Then having to loose Fives and Tup, our brothers. The war is taking a toll on us all” his eyes now firmly planted on the ground. You take his head in your hands lifting up slightly to look in his eyes “it won’t be forever baby” tenderly placing a kiss on his lips your hands snake round to grab the nape of his neck , he breaks the kiss ever so slightly and whispers to you “Ni kar'tayli gar darasuum” smiling into his lips “I love you too Wolffe”.

Some time passes the war seems to drag on but that uncertain feeling still plagues you. A many thing had happened since your evening in 79’s with your lover and his Vods. After the issue Ashoka had being wrongly accused you missed her she became a friend, you knew deep down it could not of been her , she dedicated her life to the Jedi order and she would not harm others. A loud knock on your apartment door brought you back to reality. “Coming!” You should as hurriedly throw on your long cream silk dressing gown as too open the door you see Fox stood there with Wolffe slumped against him “He took a hard knock to the head , our medic checked him over he just needs rest” Fox tells you , his eyes tired and blood shot they both walk into your apartment. “Take him to the sofa please I’ll make some tea, would you care for some?” You say as you wander off into the kitchen. Fox calls back slightly louder his voice trembling “No thank you mesh’la I have to attend to the paperwork”.

“Are you sure?” You smile warmly at him as you grab the teacups out and start preparing everything. “Yes thank you for your kindness. Please look after Wolf’ika tonight” he nods and smiles before placing a tiny kiss on your temple. In your front room Wolffe lays on the sofa he has removed his helmet but this look over his face fills you with an uneasy feeling and you can hear him muttering something under his breath “good soldiers follow orders”. At this point your practically on top of him holding his face so he looks ar you, this trance like state worrying you with each second passing. “Wolffe what happened? Talk to me please” your eyes wide with sadness and confusion. Your lover begins gripping the bridge of his nose as if to stop a painful headache… his eyes squeezing shut, his brows covered in beads of sweat… “Wolffe!”.

His groans are weak but as it it never happened he seems to snap out of it. His gaze finally meets yours “she is a traitor!” Snarling the words as he looks into your twinkling blue eyes. “Who?” You can barley muster out. “Commander Tano she was found with Asajj Ventress on the lower levels along with same explosives used at the temple bombing” his words cold shooting through you like a bolt of lightening.

You take a sip of the placing it back down “No she couldn’t of Ashoka would never do that” you protest before standing up and making your way to the large windows in your front room. Looking out you can see the temple in the distance some smoke still billowing.

Without fully noticing you feel Wolffe stood behind you his breath hot and heavy against your neck his large calloused finger tips digging into your hips pulling you into his usual possessive hold. You feel his lips trace over your neck heading towards that sensitive spot he begins kissing softly before lunging his teeth directly into your neck. You let out a whimper as Wolffe bits and sucks into your neck murmuring the same words he did when Fox brought him in “good soldiers follow orders” rather than the usual wave of pleasure that would over take you heating your core a feeling of dread takes over ….

To be continued

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tereox · 5 months

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types, Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Prequel Trilogy Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: CC-1010 | Fox & Clone Commander Thorn, CC-1010 | Fox & CC-5869 | Stone & CC-4477 | Thire & Clone Commander Thorn, Clone Commander Thorn & Original Clone Trooper Character(s), CC-4477 | Thire & Original Clone Trooper Character(s) Characters: Clone Commander Thorn (Star Wars), CC-1010 | Fox, CC-5869 | Stone, CC-4477 | Thire, Original Clone Trooper Character(s) (Star Wars), CT-34-7723 | Paperclip (OC), CT-5906 | Thread (OC), Coruscant Guard Clone Troopers (Star Wars) Additional Tags: Coruscant Guard (Star Wars), Tooka Cats (Star Wars), Coruscant Guard Troopers-centric (Star Wars), Coruscant Guard Troopers as Family (Star Wars), Clone Troopers Speak Mando'a (Star Wars), Trans Clone Troopers (Star Wars), Coruscant Guard Troopers Deserve Better (Star Wars), so they get something nice for once, Chaos, Fluff

Summary: Coruscant's weather machine is reliable most of the time. That's convenient since any malfunction usually ends in disaster. This time though, things might turn out better than ever. Or: It's raining and Thorn lets in the stray tooka colony the Corries have been taking care of.

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∘₊✧ [ The Escape ] ✧₊∘

Pairing|| Reader X Fox Word Count || 2115 Tags || Angst, Paranoia, Mild Threat, Mentions of Death, Established relationship Synopsis || You try to escape Coruscant with a frightened charge, only to get caught by the man you love. Prompts || 'You give pieces of yourself to people but never let them see the whole picture. I've seen it. I know who you are' & 'The weight of her gaze was tangible, like the steel he held in his hands.'

A @cloneficgiftexchangegift for @agenteliix.

How did it come to this?

You were crouched like a frightened animal in the middle of a dingy alley, waiting for the world to come crashing down on you as you watched a group of teens pass you by. The child that huddled beside you was similarly affected, the quiver in their fingers so pronounced you could feel it in your heart!

Twenty hours ago they’d been chattering to their creche mates, sharing a colorful story about their idol, but now? There was no telling what their future held, the golden light of a prosperous knighthood shattered by the very people you’d trusted with your lives. Stars, you still can’t believe what you’d seen earlier that night! The terror on the crechling’s face potent beyond belief as they raced toward you, chased like prey by a trooper in guard red.

There had been no time for ‘why’ or ‘what’, no time to wonder why an honorable man had turned into a monster, no, all you’d had time for was an instinctual reaction, your finger pulling the trigger before you even realized you had a blaster in hand.

The offending weapon was still held in your hand, the cold metal accusatory as you listened to far off chatter. Most people were talking about the end of the war, their voices chirpy as they discussed what this would mean for their businesses. Others were talking about the attack on the temple, the amber glow still evident on the horizon some five hours later. But the thing you expected to hear was absent, your guilt festering as you ushered the child in the direction of the space port.

“Where will we go?”

To be honest you didn’t know, the path was checked before you crossed the next intersection. As big as Coruscant was there was no hiding from the eyes of the Guard. You should know! You’d spent too many days being surprised by your gruff partner, his eyes alight with mischief as he appeared from around a corner with a caff in hand. A small part of you hoped to see him waiting for you at the port, his serious lips curled in a rare show of concern as he waved you to a waiting transport whilst the other - it feared it. The memory of his rabid brother making your blood run cold as you used your cowl to hide your face from casual onlookers.

“Anywhere that isn’t here.”

Dantooine perhaps? It had always been welcoming to offworlders, its senator one of many that had fought for clone rights, and you could easily see it turning a blind eye to ‘refugees’ such as yourselves. What about Pantora? It too was represented by a vocal proponent of clone rights, your heart aching as you thought of the sisterly bond you shared with Riyo. She’d been the one who’d encouraged you to pursue Fox, her lips curled in a beatific smile as she shoved a canteen of caff in your hands. She’d also been the one who’d encouraged you to keep trying when he turned you down, her insistence that he was just playing hard to get making you laugh as you watched him inspect his men.

You’d pay anything to hear that laugh round about now, a quick glance at the space port revealing limited options for your escape.

Whatever was going on had been labeled as a terrorist threat, the luminescent glow of red text filling the waiting area below the departures holo. Sentients moved too and fro across the glimmering plaza, but there was nowhere near as many people as you’d see on a normal day - the PA cycling through yet another announcement that all citizens must shelter in place until further notice. Which was a problem. How were you supposed to get off planet if there were no commercial flights running? You frowned as you considered your next move, your panicked heart beating all the faster as you covered your fearful ward with your coat.

“What now?”

“If you were smart you’d turn yourselves in.”

The world comes to a halt as the familiar voice encircles your mind, the smooth accent as charming as ever despite the edge of malice.

“You and I both know we wouldn’t get a fair trial.”

You’ve caught him in an impasse, the silent tilt of his helmet as much a language as the one you spoke every day. Stars! What had he done with his paintwork? The scarlet red that once adorned his plates now swapped for standard guard livery, and you mused that you wouldn’t have known you were speaking to Fox if you weren't so familiar with his body language. He always held himself with the utmost pride, his back ramrod straight and shoulders pulled back whether or not he was at ease, and you could still see that pride in him despite the tension that hardened his voice.

“This isn’t the republic any more. I will make sure the judge shows you leniency if you cooperate and hand over the traitor.”

You tuck the youngster behind you, keeping one hand on their head whilst the other shook uncontrollably by your side. Where was the Fox who’d slam his hands on the table if a nat-born insisted on the arrest of a minor? Where was the Fox who’d bailed them out if he found one in the cells? He was gone. Swept away by the same madness that’d caused his brother to chase the youngling through the streets.

“Traitor? Kark’s sake Fox, they’re just a kid! Where’s your compassion gone all of a sudden?”

Your outburst had gathered quite the crowd, but you didn’t care! This was, perhaps, your only hope of escaping. The brief hope that you could break through this murderous insanity fluttering like a bird in your chest.

“Where was his when his order turned its back on democracy?”

The feeling shatters as you feel a blaster pressed to your back, the weapon that’d once protected you from escaped ‘pets’ now used to herd you like one. You flash Fox a baleful look as you pass him by, the shine of your eyes reflected by the black abyss of his visor. It used to be something that filled you with warmth, the knowledge that he was looking at you with soft eyes making your spirit soar, but now? There was nothing but cold nothingness, the dark abyss swallowing you whole as you tried to make sense of his words.

“What?”

“Don’t play dumb, you know exactly what I’m talking about.”

The way he was acting now? It was the way the public saw him on the daily. Cold. Ruthless. A cop who’d stop at nothing to catch the bad guy. Even you had assumed things about him when you first met him, his gruff persona and matter of fact words making you wonder how his brothers could stand him. But with each day that passed you saw more of the real Fox. The Fox that would stay up late so his younger vode wouldn't have to file flimsi. The Fox that brought a caff machine when the GAR refused funding for a new one. The Fox that would do anything and everything to protect his vode from the wrath of idle politicians.

He was so much more than what people assumed him to be, so much more than the monster that told his men he’d deal with you personally, and you grieved for your loss as they bundled you and the kid into the back of a transport.

You can still hear the sounds of coruscant through the hull of the transport, the white and red of Fox’s armor broken up by the thick mesh that separated you. You couldn’t count the number of times you’d seen him bundle a struggling criminal into one of these things, couldn’t count the number of times you’d heard them beg for leniency, and you hated that you’d become another statistic - your palms laid to the mesh as you flushed yourself to the unforgiving metal.

"Please Fox, this isn’t you! You give pieces of yourself to people but never let them see the whole picture. I've seen it. I know who you are"

“No -- you don’t!”

The pause is brief, a slight inhale of air that causes his modulator to crackle in protest.

“Yes I do! I don’t know what offense his order has committed against the republic, but you wouldn’t arrest a minor for it!”

You tilt your head toward your charge, their small form tucked into the furthest corner of the space. It was almost as if they hoped it would swallow them whole, the curve of their shoulders laden with fearful acceptance.

“I have my orders”

“Orders? Force alive! You might be a Commander, but you’ve never cared for orders - especially if they came from that di’kut’la Chancellor.”

His shoulders stiffened, giving you the answer to where this particular order had come from. Maker! If this had come from the chancellor then there was no hope for you. You’d be dead and buried before the end of the week - a footnote in the grand annals of history whilst the Chancellor continued to feed at the trough.

“This order came from him? Didn’t it --”

You trial off as you tip your head backward, the strain causing the muscles at the back of your neck to twitch in protest. You don’t know what to say, what to do, the world as you’d once known it twisted beyond all recognition.

“Fox. We both know he’s as corrupt as they come! Just look at what he did to Fives --”

“Shut up!”

“No! I won’t! Not until you’ve seen sense!”

You hate yourself for digging up this particular ghost, but it’s the only way to get through to him!

“Where is the chip he supposedly presented to the Chancellor? And what about Tup? What about his autopsy report? Surely you find it a bit suspicious that they found nothing wrong with a man who shot his general in the back of the head? And what evidence does he have that the Jedi turned on the Republic? Think Fox, think! The man clearly has some kind of hidden agenda!”

What that might be was beyond you. You were a civilian, not a detective! You exhaled as you dropped your chin to your chest, the tension that sat in your shoulders mirrored in his spotless plastoid. You could always tell when he was at war with himself, could always tell when his Kaminoan training clashed with his Coruscanti heart. He’d go silent and stiff, his whole body vibrating whilst he tried his best to silence the voices. Sometimes he won, sometimes he didn’t, but he’d always be your Fox regardless - the quiver of his voice rekindling lost hope.

“He -- said ---”

The transport shifted beneath you, the change in gravitational pull lifting your stomach to your throat.

“-- Kriff -- we don’t have much time --”

Whatever madness had assaulted him had loosened its grip on his mind, the spectre of it hanging about his shoulders as he cut ties with the outside world. The transponder, the coms! Everything! He turned them all off one by one, the routine so ingrained he could do it with his eyes closed. Maker! He can feel the weight of your gaze on the back of his head. It was a tangible thing that anchored him to reality, like the steel he held in his hands, the yoke held tight as he bundled the voices into the back of his mind.

Good soldiers might follow orders, but great ones questioned them!

Maker! He still can’t believe he’d pulled a blaster on you and the kid, still can’t believe how close he’d come to repeating the one mistake he’d never forget. Fives’ face swam in and out of his thoughts as he darted into a busy sky lane - doing his best to put distance between himself and his brothers. It wouldn’t be long until they realized he’d gone rogue. Wouldn’t be long until they were pursuing him like the criminals they’d once fought on the streets, and he needed to be off the capitol before that happened!

But was this not worth it?

Yes, yes it was! The weight of your arms, and the scent of your body lotion filling his nose the moment he freed you from your confines. He’d go to any lengths to save you from the empire, his conviction growing stronger with every moment that passed. And if he had to save you from himself? Well, he’d do that too - the worry that the madness might return haunting his dreams that night and every night after.

#CFGE #GFGE2023 #star wars #the clone wars #clone wars fanfiction #fox x reader #commander fox #my first time writing for a prompt #Wasn't expecting it to be so long #but here we are!#enjoy your angst with a touch of fluff #<3

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