#cutup x reader

[anxiouspineapple99]

Hellooooo! If you feel like it, might I request...

"Sorry, that was my first kiss."

"I could tell."

"I was kidding!" 

with whomever you feel like writing, although I feel like it screams Fives. ;)

xoxoxoxox

Free! My wonderful friend! Thank you so much for the ask! While this is on brand for Fives, I actually was drawn to another one of our beautiful Domino Squad members with this one! Cutup!

A Good Batch

Pairing: Clone Trooper Cutup x GN!Reader

Summary: You’re the head nurse for a Republic Mobile Surgical Unit. Your unit is assigned to the region Domino Squad has been tasked to assist. Cutup is too charming for his own good.

Warnings: none. It’s fluffy and our boys live.

Word Count: 1064

A/N: This is an AU in which all of Domino Squad survive Rishi Moon, Rex claims them all as his chaos sons, and then nothing bad ever happens to them again and they live happily ever after as they deserve the end. Extra points if you catch the Clone Cadets Easter egg I dropped in there.

Prompt:

"Sorry, that was my first kiss."

"I could tell."

"I was kidding!"

…will be in bold blue

You’d been head nurse for RMSU 17 for so many rotations you’d lost count. Every new assignment was the same: Set up, help the men, tear down, move on. You were regularly poorly equipped and understaffed. Resupply visits from the Republic were unreliable, infrequent, and never adequately fulfilled your unit’s needs. But that's how all the RMSUs operated so you and the rest of the staff made do and were creative when you needed to be. You assumed this assignment would be no different.

They had warned you about Domino Squad before they arrived. “A bad batch” they’d been called. Now they were one of the most highly decorated and skilled squads in the GAR. The heroes of Rishi Moon. What you weren’t prepared for was how fully and completely you would fall for one of them.

Cutup captured your attention immediately. He was undeniably handsome with an intense piercing gaze and his tidy well kept beard. But beyond that, he was indomitable and cool headed combined with a sense of humor that regularly left you laughing until you were in tears. You often found yourself seeking his company in the RMSU cantina during your time off. Meanwhile Cutup was accompanying his brothers for medical treatment more often the longer the mission dragged on.

“Hello nurse!” He declared as he threw the hospital wing doors open, flashing you his ten million credit smile. Droidbait had landed himself in hospital for the third time that week which meant Cutup was there for his usual visit and good natured ribbing of his brother.

“Hello again Cutup.” You glanced up from Droidbait’s iv with an affectionate smile. Cutup sidled up next to you sending your stomach reeling.

“My brother. Droidbait. He gonna be okay?” He asked dramatically, throwing his arm across his forehead and flopping across Droidbait’s lap. Droidbait flashed him an impolite hand gesture as you giggled.

“Yes, he’s going to be just fine. Though I do understand how he got the name. I think he’s the first repeat customer I’ve ever had here. I’m considering starting a rewards program just for him. ‘Get three blaster bolts, you get a free surgery’ or something.”

Droidbait glared at you both as Cutup laughed and slapped him on the shoulder. You chuckled as you stepped away to the med cabinet. As you measured out the next round of meds due in ten standard minutes, you felt a presence over your shoulder. You glanced over to see Cutup hovering with a glint in his eye and a sweet grin.

“Oi, leave room for the Maker you too!” Droidbait called from his bed.

“Shhh, Droidbait you need rest,” Cutup scolded with a lazy wave of his hand, his attention never wavering from you. “I just want to thank you. For all you’ve done.”

“You don’t have to thank me. This is a field hospital. I’m a nurse. It’s my job.”

“That’s not what I mean.”

You paused, turning to face him. He smirked seeing the bewilderment painted across your face.

“I’ve seen the long nights you pull when one of us comes through. Droidbait says he has never woken up alone. Echo said you came in on your time off to make sure his wound dressing was changed correctly. Hevy said you visited him in the barracks to make sure his concussion was cleared. With all the attention you’ve paid to my brothers, I’m almost jealous I haven’t gotten injured yet.”

“You don’t have to be injured to get my attention, Cutup,” you said, almost instantly regretting it as a hot flush rushed to your face.

“No?” He asked, his voice rumbling deep in his chest as he stood so close his breath fanned your face.

“I-I would prefer you not get hurt, actually.” Your breath hitched as his amber eyes burned into you. For a moment you could have sworn he knew exactly what you were thinking.

“You worried about me, nurse?” His eyes glittered with delight as a cocky smirk pulled at the corners of his mouth.

“I…ahh…” was all you managed to stammer before making up a halfhearted excuse about a patient needing you and rushing off.

You were surprised to find Cutup waiting for you when you finished your shift. You weren’t sure how it was possible but he managed to look even more gorgeous in the radiant starlight.

“Couldn’t let you walk alone so late,” he crooned, approaching you with a confident swagger that immediately drew your eyes to his hips.

“You’re sweet, Cutup. But I’ve walked alone countless times. I could do it with my eyes closed.”

“Oh yeah? I’d like to see that.” Cutup cocked an eyebrow and crossed his arms.

“Me walking with my eyes closed?” You confirmed incredulously.

“Yeah.” He tipped his chin in a playful challenge.

You sighed and closed your eyes. However instead of proving your point, you walked into Cutup who had stepped directly into your path.

Before you had a chance to protest he firmly grasped your neck, just beneath your jaw and pulled you in for a kiss. You inhaled sharply as your lips collided, his tongue laving your bottom lip before dragging it through his teeth. His kiss was all you could have hoped for and more. His touch was electric, setting sparks alight in your chest. You whined softly as he pulled back, immediately yearning for his touch.

"Sorry, that was my first kiss." You beamed against his lips which lingered over yours.

"I could tell." He chuckled brightly before pressing his forehead to yours.

"I was kidding!" An indignant gasp escaped your lips.

“Hey it’s okay! Baby, you and me could find someplace quiet and practice all night if ya want. I got time,” he cooed smoothly. He cupped your chin, rubbing his thumb across your lips.

You hummed, leaning into his touch. You tilted your head toward your barracks.

Cutup’s eyes widened. “Wait, really?”

“Unless you don’t…”

“Kriff yes I do! Lead the way.” His hand reached for yours, delicately interlocking his fingers with your own. Even through his gloves, you felt the warmth of his hand. It traveled to your chest and bloomed into radiant joy.

I don’t know what those Kaminoans were talking about. He’s definitely from a good batch, you thought to yourself smiling as you walked hand in hand toward your tent by the light of the stars.

Ye Olde Ragu Lyst: @secondaryrealm @sev-on-kamino @dystopicjumpsuit @mooncommlink @moonlightwarriorqueen @sunshinesdaydream @starrylothcat @starqueensthings @mandos-mind-trick @multi-fan-dom-madness @808tsuika @msmeredithrose @trixie2023 @wolffegirlsunite @mythical-illustrator @wings-and-beskar @wizardofrozz @ladyzirkonia @eyeluvmusic21 @523rdrebel @idontgetanysleep @clonemedickix @isthereanechoinhere96 @littlemissmanga @sinfulsalutations @the-bad-batch-baroness @freesia-writes

#you asked #and the pineapple answered #first kiss #ask prompt #clone trooper cutup #cutup #tcw #tcw cutup #cutup x reader #anxiouspineapple99 writes #clone trooper Cutup x reader #gn!reader

[vodika-vibes]

Stranded

So, this one was a little hard for me to write. Cutup doesn't have much personality outside of class clown, so I had to make it up as I went.

Pairing: Cutup x Reader

Words: 1289

Warnings: None

Songs: None

“This sucks,” You say as you eye the snow falling from the sky from the safety of the ship.

“It’s not so bad, Sarad,” Cutup replies cheerfully as he finishes pulling on his winter weather gear, “I mean, it could be worse.”

You scowl at him, “Why would you say that? Now it’s definitely going to get worse.”

He lets out an amused laugh, “I didn’t know you Jedi types were superstitious, Sarad.” He tosses a ball of cloth at you, “Put this on.”

“We’re not,” You counter defensively as you catch the ball and sigh as you realize that it’s a scarf, “I’m just saying that there are things that you don’t tempt the universe with.”

“That’s called superstition, sweetheart.” Cutup teases as he walks over and jams a winter hat on your head, “Put the scarf on. Or you’re going to turn into a jedicle.”

You huff, “You think you’re funny, don’t you?”

“Oh, I think I’m hilarious.” He looks you over, “You have gloves so you can use your saber without losing fingers?”

“Yes, mother.” You snark, you pull gloves out of the pocket of your winter jacket and wave them in his face, “Are you going to be warm enough in that?” You ask.

“It’s winter weather gear, Sarad. I’ll be warmer than you.” He picks up his helmet and turns as General Kenobi and Commander Cody approach them. “Commander, Sir.”

“Excellent, you’re both prepared for the weather,” General Kenobi says brightly, “It’s not supposed to get worse, but you never know on planets like this.”

“Cutup already jinxed us Master Obi-Wan, it’s fine.” You say dryly, you yelp in offense as Cutup reaches over and flicks your forehead. “Rude.”

He makes a face at you, and you make one right back.

Commander Cody clears his throat, and both of you snap back to being semi-professional. “Sorry Commander,” Cutup says sheepishly.

“It’s a simple mission,” Cody says as his glare jumps between you and Cutup, “Get to the outpost, find out why they haven’t reported, and then come back.”

“Unfortunately,” General Kenobi continues smoothly, “You’re going to have to walk to the outpost. None of our land vehicles were prepped for this type of weather.”

“Well, that makes sense. The 501st was supposed to do this, not us.” You point out reasonably. 

“Just so,” Obi-Wan nods, “Be careful, both of you. Storms can get worse in a matter of seconds.” He warns.

And then Cutup is leading you off the ship, trading jokes and quips with you as he leads you through the snow.

Less than half an hour later, the storm gets so much worse. Bad enough that you have to grab the back of Cutup’s armor to keep from getting separated. “We need to find shelter,” You say to him.

The snow has gotten a lot deeper, nearly up to your waist at this point, and Cutup is moving a lot slower, trying to make sure there’s a path for you. “I know.” He replies, “My readout says there’s a cave system not far from where we are.” He grips your wrist firmly and pulls you after him.

It’s a relief to find that he’s right, there is a cave system, though because of the storm, and the deep snow, it still takes you over fifteen minutes to actually make your way to the entrance of the cave system.

Cutup makes sure that the both of you are far enough back in the cave that no more snow will touch you, and then he rips off his helmet, and digs through some of his packs.

You watch, curious, as he manages to start a fire with something he pulls from his kit. “Come over here, Sarad.” You move to his side, and his sharp eyes look you over. “Did any water get under your winter jacket?”

You shake your head in the negative, “No,”

“Good,” Tension drains from his shoulders, “Take off the hat, scarf and gloves. Those are soaked and you’ll just get sick.” You do as he instructs, carefully laying all three items next to the fire so they might dry.

“Now what?” You ask, looking up at him.

“Now we wait for the storm to lessen,” He leans against the cave wall and slides to the ground, “Come on, Sarad.” He pats the ground next to him, “Time to huddle up.”

You mimic his actions, sliding down the wall and curling against his side, and you flash a small smile are he drapes an arm over your shoulder and tugs you closer.

“Comfy?”

“Your armor is uncomfortable,” You reply lightly.

He grins, “You’ll live.”

An hour later, and the storm is still raging outside. But, luckily the cave was warm because of the campfire. Warm enough, even, that you felt comfortable peeling yourself out of your thick winter gear. Cutup followed suit, removing his chest plate so he can be more comfortable. 

But after an hour, the pair of  you resorted to whittling away the hours by telling stories of places you’ve been and things you’ve seen. 

“-and then my Master looked at the pirates and told them that they weren’t asking for nearly enough credits for an actual Jedi ransom,” You continue your story as you lean heavily against Cutup’s side.

He’s laughing, “What did the pirates do?” He asks between his laughter.

You giggle, “They-they asked Master how many credits would be acceptable for a ransom. And Master said, ‘oh, two million credits would be an insult’.”

“Tell me they actually sent that message to the Jedi Council,” He asks with a wide grin.

“Nah, they would have, I’m sure, but Two Million is Master’s code for me to act. So I jumped down from the vent.” You reply with a shrug.

“Oh, you often get kidnapped by pirates?” Cutup asks.

“Sure, before the war Master and I were generally sent on missions to flush out pirates,” You grin, “Not exactly safe, but it’s always fun. I got invited to Hondo’s last birthday bash. I wasn’t allowed to go because of the war, though.”

The pair of you fall into a comfortable silence for several minutes, until you notice something strange. Cutup is twining your hair though his fingers.

“...Cutup?”

“Hm?”

“Are you…are you playing with my hair?”

He pauses, and looks at his hand, and then his face starts burning, “Uh…yeah, I guess I am. Sorry, Sarad.”

You carefully shake your head, “It’s fine. It doesn’t bother me.”

“Oh?”

“It kind of feels nice, actually.”

He doesn’t say anything for almost a whole minute, and then he shifts, and he tangles his fingers in your hair, “This still okay?”

“It’s fine,” You squeak.

“You sure?”

“Yup, very sure.”

“Cause you’re blushing.” Cutup says slowly, and you can hear the grin in his voice.

You don’t say anything, because there’s not really anything to say. He’s right. You are blushing. 

You feel him shift slightly, his hand still tangled in your hair, and you’re suddenly facing him. “You know what I’d really like?” Cutup asks.

You squint at him, “What’s that?” You ask.

He grins, leans in, and bumps his forehead against yours. “A kiss.”

Your blush deepens, “Um…from me?” You ask.

“There’s no one else here,” He points out, his grin growing.

“...if this is a joke-” You threaten.

“Not this. Never this. Not with you.” Cutup interrupts, his free hand comes up and lightly strokes your cheek, “What do you say, Sarad?”

“Um…okay.”

You barely manage to finish the word before his lips are on yours. And the very last coherent thought that you have before you allow yourself to lose yourself in him, is that Commander Cody is going to kill the both of you.

#star wars #tcw #star wars fanfiction #cutup x reader #x reader fanfic

[egonscarif]

the domino squad getting down to kpop at 79s (canon)

#star wars #the clone wars #domino squad #arc trooper fives #arc trooper echo #arc trooper jesse #clone trooper cutup #clone trooper droidbait #clone trooper hardcase #clone trooper hevy #sw tcw #fives x reader #echo x reader

[fandom-friday]

I have been saving these up for weeks now and I’m ready to drop these bad boys!!

First I have this adorable sketch by @zaana of the Batch getting tookas

Next we have this ADORABLE cuddle prompt fic with Tech by @dystopicjumpsuit

Then we have my friend’s amazing OC, Silvie - @vimse

This Cutup art is stunning and i love seeing it because this Domino boy doesn’t get nearly enough love! - @drunksiren

My commission of Tech and my OC Avery by the ever so talented @lightspringrain

My Tech Smut self promo

And this art inspired by said Tech smut by @mesvi

WHEW GOT SOME FLUFF GOT SOME SPICE AND EVERYTHING NICE ON THIS LIST! I love all of these so much, whether it's CUTUP BEING ALIVE or Tech being soft or spicy, or anything in between. These are great recs! Thanks so much for sending them in!

Participate in Fandom Friday to show your favorite creators from this week some love! :)

#FANDOM FRIDAY #creator appreciation #art rec #fic rec #star wars #the bad batch #tbb #hunter #wrecker #tech #omega #echo #crosshair #tech x reader #tech x you #nsft #lemon #lemony lemon #the clone wars #tcw #clone trooper cutup

[knightprincess]

Forgive Me (Echo x Fem! Medic Reader) Part 1

Synopsis: The Republic’s decision to hire natural born medics + A certain rookie joining the 501st Legion = Another love(ish) story in a galaxy far far away ... 

Warning: None (Although not proof read) Words: 1.1K  Era: Clone Wars/Bad Batch Note: I will make a masterlist for this when I upload part 2 

The Rishi Station was always lacking in the entertainment department. The dull mental walls were nothing out of the ordinary, nor was the landscape outside the station anything to write home about. Being forbidden to go outside never really helped, the dangerous and normally hungry Rishi Eels always on the hunt for something to eat. So the rookie troopers and Sergeant O'Niner normally had to find things to entertain themselves. Some of them counted the time being the ships coming and going, others told stories of their cadet days. For the Domino Squad things were no different. O'Niner would walk the corridors and inspect barracks at a moments notice, where as Droidbait often walked the landing pad, if only to escape the prison the base had become. 

Fives and Hevy could often be found listening to the something via the Holonet, whilst entering into an arm wrestling tournament. Echo on the other hand took the quiet days to read reg manuals or anything else he could get his hands on. While Cutup could often be found randomly cleaning weapons, doing inventory or messing about with the Gonk Droids keeping them company at the base. The few times the Rookie squad had attempted to pull a few pranks, O'Niner had caught on and shut the ideas down quickly, stating their role on the base was important, even if it was often quiet and well boring. 

"The sooner we leave this place the better" once again muttered Hevy, his feet up on one of the many control panels. As always nothing was going on outside, neither of them had seen a ship in hours. He soon began to think of all the ruthless training each had been put through as cadets, the obstacles they had to overcome in order to graduate. Each of them had been prepared for the cruel battlefield, the endless threat of danger and the weight that would be put on their shoulders. Rishi Station was anything but the battlefield expected. The only danger were the eels outside and the threat of being bored to tears and possible death. 

"Think of something else. Like a night out at 79's if we ever get to Coruscant" commented Cutup, hearing the familiar gonk sound coming from behind him. The droid once again following him, as if a lost pet looking for its owner. "We've all heard stories of the place. The loud music, dancing, drinking, everyone having a good time" added the rookie, stopping the moment he opened his eyes and remembered they were currently stationed at the one place fun didn't seem to exist. Fives soon looked over to Echo, then to Hevy, clearly something passing through his thoughts, although he didn't voice them. 

"I heard the republic were hiring natural born's to help the medics" voiced Droidbait, as he returned from another stroll across the landing pad. Like always nothing interesting going on out there, no ships to speak of. Just the normal sight of Kamino in the distance and a few stars twinkling above. The only movement being the eels looking for something to chow down on. Droidbait soon removed his helmet, taking notice of his brothers attention turning to him quickly. His words clearly being news to them, or at least of interest. But then again hearing the familiar gonk could be interesting at times too. 

"Can they send one here?" exclaimed Hevy, boredom ringing in his voice, as he won another round of arm wrestling against Fives. The only thing they wagered was whom had to check the screen when the time came. If they bet anything at all. "Made whomever they send could lighten things up around here" added the bored clone. In his mind anything was better than being there. The quietness was driving him insane, even the cadet training was far more interesting to remember than being at the station was. 

"Or be bored to tears as quick as we were" announced Fives, although the idea of a medic being stationed with them was something that brought a bit of mischief to him and likely Hevy. Being on the station wasn't something he'd wish on his fellow clone brothers, let alone anyone else. "Who'd wanna be stuck here of all places, nothing ever happens, unless you count Cutup being stalked by the Gonk Droids" added the prankster, his smirk returning moments later upon remembering some of the rule breaking days on Kamino. 

"That's not true. We've got the voices in the empty corridors late at night" stated Echo, chuckling when the others stopped what they'd been doing and turned their attention to him. Even Droidbait looked confused, where as Cutup shook his head in disbelief or acceptance. Fives eyed him carefully, as if trying to determine if his words were a joke or not. 

"You sure it wasn't O'Niner talking in his sleep again?" asked Droidbait, debating whether to take Echo's words seriously, all while waiting to see what Fives reaction was. It wasn't any secret Fives and Echo were the two most likely to pull pranks. Even if Echo did stick to the rules, well most of the time. 

"That's loud snoring doofus" responded Cutup, although he wouldn't say it out loud. He could have sworn he'd heard voices down the vacant halls before. At first he thought it was one of the Gonk droids but soon thought otherwise upon determining the voices were more like a whisper than a single mechanically repeated word. 

"Did the voices say they are dying of boredom?" sarcastically asked Hevy, quickly taking his feet on the panel upon noticing O'Niner enter the area. Each of them saluted their sergeant. The commanding officer likely delivering the reports on his daily inspection of weapons and barracks, as well as the mandatory armor maintenance. O'Niner didn't say anything as he inspected each of them, not even when he noticed the dust on Droidbait's helmet and armor. Instead he simply nodded and left the area again, a hint of a smile on his lips when catching the Gonk droids edging closer to Cutup again. 

"No, they just mentioned how in love with you they are" retorted Fives, picking the conversation up where they left it. Simply adding his own playful comment to it, before looking to the screen close by, once again checking the terrain for any sign of movement or anything that would bring life to the station, besides the normal supply ship. 

"Very funny Fives" commented Hevy, slapping the younger clone on the back of the shoulder, in an equally playful way. A shadow of a smirk appearing on his lips, as his focus returned to Echo, whom was once again lost. Although not in the reg manuals he'd been reading lately, but rather his own thoughts. Although it was anyone's guess what had gripped his rookie mind this time, maybe it was his future aspirations of becoming an Arc Trooper, or new ideas of causing havoc on the otherwise dull moon, likely with Fives's assistance. There was the off chance something else entirely had gripped Echo, perhaps even Droidbait's words of the republic hiring natural born medics had caught his attention. 

Forgive Me Masterlist

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[writercels]

Improper use of the Phase 1 helmet

WHAT?!!!!

Can you please tell us more?

hehehe, if you insist, just a taste

It's a Cutup x Reader fic and let's just say that they'll be writing new regulations on the armour usage if those escapades see the light of day.

#caro! <3 #smut #the clone wars

[randomfandomdreaming]

Welcome and Masterlist

A Little About Me

Welcome to my tiny corner of the Internet! I'm Kai, and I have an unhealthy obsession with fandoms lol.

This blog may be centered around fandoms, but I have no doubt that I'll end up posting spiritual or occult related topics at some point. If you don't like it, please move along and don't interact.

This blog is 18+ due to the fact that some heavier topics and imagery is sometimes used on my blog. It’s the Internet and we all like to over share here 🤣

Fandoms: Star Wars, Ghost (the band), Dead By Daylight, slashers, Doctor Who, Guardians of Ga’Hoole (book series), and others I can't remember right this moment lol

Star Wars will always have a very special place in my heart as it was the first fandom I ever got involved in, all the way back in 2008. I was writing SW fanfiction when I was in third grade, so there's that lol. That was also when I learned I loved writing. My magnum opus as a writer is very much Call of the Stars (a Star Wars fanfiction), and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Favorite Star Wars characters: Obi-Wan, my dual-wielding kings Rex and Tech, Mitth’raw’nuruodo (Thrawn), Qui-Gon, Cutup, Fives, and Jar Jar.

Fandoms I know the most about: Star Wars. I know an unhealthy amount of lore, history, ships, and other random galactic facts. I am a NERD for SW. I can read and write Aurebesh (Basic) and tried to learn Huttese, Mando'a, and Cheunh. I have a problem. I mean, I'm completely normal about it, I swear.

Masterlist

⚠️ = Spoilers

Star Wars

Call of the Stars (AO3)

⚠️ Ahsoka Show Thoughts 2

Clone Trooper Headcanons

An Explanation of the Coruscant Regulated Calendar (CRC)

Dead By Daylight

Unlikely Shadows (AO3) 18+

Not So Merciless (Wesker)

DBD Wesker Headcanons

Lore Accurate Headcanons

A Lesson in Stealth (Ghost Face x GN!Reader) 18+ AO3 Link

Random DBD Pictures 2 3

High DBD Thought of the Day 2

Michael Myers (OG)

Not Your Typical Victim

Doctor Who

Just Another Stray 2 3

Spirituality

My Reality Shifting Experience

#writing #creative writing #doctor who #michael myers #halloween #halloween ii #dead by daylight #albert wesker #star wars #star wars the clone wars #obi wan kenobi #star wars fanfiction #spirituality #occult #reality shifting #shifting realities #shifting #star wars the bad batch #sw tcw #sw tbb #ghost #ghost bc #ghost band #the band ghost #nameless ghouls #mountain ghoul #swiss ghoul #swiss army ghoul #randomfandomdreaming #randomfandomdreaming talks spirituality

[smoocheveryclone]

some thoughts

Cutup cracking your serene detached jedi composure by making you laugh; it's the first time any of the men- including their general- have seen it happen. and it's not just a quiet giggle. you burst out laughing and the smile even stays on your face for a while.

you pay attention to him, of course. you can't help it. and you can tell when he's covering up difficult emotions with humor. you make a point of being supportive. it surprises him but eventually he opens up to you

whenever you're around he's obviously purposely trying to make you- you, specifically- laugh, and he always succeeds, even if it's totally corny. you like corny. and he can tell. and it only encourages him

#cutup x reader #? #maybe one day. #i'm a sucker for the forbidden jedi romance shit and i'm not sorry #just because skywalker fucked it up! #that doesnt mean shit ok #anyway. #WHAT'S HAPPENING HERE I NEVER SAW THIS COMING #domino squad #clone trooper cutup

[shenanigans-and-imagines]

ARewatched Clone Cadets and I’m just thinkin about sucking Cutups soul out through his dick in the locker rooms, him running his mouth the entire fucking time and telling you how good your mouth feels and how exactly he’s gonna pay you back—bonus points if Bric flirted with you before and accidentally catches a glimpse of you on your knees for the cadet he just beat up on and xtra bonus points if Cutup notices and just grins, tangling a hand in your hair and letting out an extra exaggerated moan

Bastard just can’t keep his mouth shut and that just makes it hotter. Extra bonus points is that his batch mates definitely hear. Nobody can make eye contact with you and that just makes Cutup even more smug.

Do y’all have some lovely thots you’d like to share this fine evening?

#star wars #star wars: the clone wars #the clone wars #cutup #clone trooper cutup #cutup x reader #clone trooper cutup x reader #lemon #tuesday thots #late night thots

[anxiouspineapple99]

We do x reader here babes. You don’t like that? You know where the door is!

Legend:

✨ - new post

❤️‍🔥 - smut

Rambles/HC:

Unique As The Stars [Unnamed Clone/GN!Jedi]

Clone Affection

Tech and Crosshair are twins

The Clones are Artists

One Shots:

Tech

Fireflies [GN!JediReader]

The Systematic Termination of the Jedi is a Big One For Me - WIP

Fragrances [Fem!Reader] NSFW - Collaboration with @spicy-clones -❤️‍🔥

Read to Me, Mesh’la [Fem!Reader] -❤️‍🔥

Little Lies & Brown Eyes [Fem!Reader] - ❤️‍🔥

Lightning Then The Thunder [OC!Silvio Rea] - OC Silvie belongs to @vimse ❤️‍🔥

Wrecker

Home [GN!Reader] - ✨

Fives

The Best Cake on Coruscant [Fem!Reader]

Rewriting The Stars [Fem!Diplomat!Reader] NSFW

Just a Touch of Your Love [Fem!Reader] -❤️‍🔥

Revelations [Fem!Reader 3rd Person]-

Echo

Safe in Your Arms Again [Fem!Reader] NSFW

A Workout With Echo [Fem!Reader]- ❤️‍🔥

Rex

You Hold the Stars and My Heart [GN!Reader]

Kix

In Case of Panic, Hug Your Clone [GN!MedicReader]

Being Loved By You Gives Me Strength [GN!NurseReader]

Hound

The Sweetest Constant [Fem!Reader] - Submitted to the Rare Clone Fic Exchange -

Cutup

A Good Batch [GN!Reader]

501st Legion

Himbo Noodle Soup for the Soul [Fem!Reader]

The Bad Batch

You Don’t Have to Choose [Tech x Fem!Reader x Crosshair] - ❤️‍🔥

No Pairings

Jango’s Sons

OCs

Avery Leto

Full-Length Works:

Of Healing and Breaking Again [Tech x Fem!JediOC]

Fives for Flying [Fives x OC] TBD

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[vodika-vibes]

Heyoo!

I have a request, it’s a bit of a long gif so if ya don’t get to it or don’t wanna do it, it’s fine lol.

Anyways, my idea / request / prompt / Echo x Fem!Reader goes like this, kinda, feel free to take liberties

Echo, now I feel like he would be a nervous kinda guy when it comes to having a crush. Like, he just doesn’t know what to say and overthinks absolutely everything, and can’t rly take a hint. Before he got blown up, there was a girl, who he has a liiiitle crush on n such, (idk you can make her a mechanic, doctor, bartender, whatever idm)

And they were rly good “friends” n such r something, aaaand some time after he joins TBB he visits the old place where he used to reside with the other guys in the domino squad (I forget where *sob*) And she’s is surprisingly still there. Heartfelt angsty ?kinda? Maybe reunion yadayadaydada and a bit after that and after catching up, probably a day or two later they pick up hints that they like each other and eventually confess n StUfF, aaand ya, then he has to go back with TBB and they be sad, he invites her to join but she is hesitant, and bc the other squad members don’t even know her she ends up saying no- aaaaand ya-

( 💀 omg i don’t even know anymore )

Idk it’s a very weird prompt, I’m making this up as I go, so feel free to pick and choose, take or add, whatever u wanna do

Again if u don’t wanna do it that is perfectly fine, just a thought. Love your work! <33

I Dream Of Forever

Summary: Summary: You’ve been a bartender on Rishi since you were old enough to take orders correctly. Echo was a Clone Trooper turned ARC Trooper stationed on Rishi who was a little more than friends with you. You legitimately believe he’s dead. But when a group of clones land on Rishi, you come face to face with the man you hoped would be your forever.

Pairing: TBB Echo x F!Reader

Word Count: 2201

Warnings: Some suggestive moments, but nothing detailed

Tagging: @trixie2023 @n0vqni

A/N: I thing I got the general vibe you want, but if I didn't please let me know and I'll do something else.

You’ve been a bartender at the same bar on Rishi since you were ten years old. Your parents had debts to the bar owner, and they sold you to make up for it. Well, you and your siblings.

You’re the lucky one.

Your…owner? Guardian? Whatever he is, he treats you like a beloved granddaughter. He buys you clothes and food and allows you to go to school…and until you reached the age of majority at 18, you only had to work four hours a night four days a week. 

He even paid for you to go to college, and he pays you well enough that you have your own home here on Rishi.

You’re lucky.

Your older brother, you know, ended up becoming a gladiator in the Outer Rim, and last you heard he’s an enforcer for the Hutt Cartel. Your older sister, however, became a drug runner for a Spice Cartel and last you heard she’s moving from rehab center to rehab center.

You’re lucky.

Maybe if you repeat it often enough, you’ll believe it.

All things considered, Rishi isn’t the worst place to spend your life. The area you live in is warm and bright and right on the water. Not to mention you’ve got several friends here that you would miss if you left…or if the Empire decides to actually deal with the pirate problem.

You’re not worried though.

The Republic’s war with the Separatists barely touched Rishi afterall, aside from having a single watch station that has been abandoned for years now.

And you don’t expect that the Empire will push too much.

Your gaze drifts from the food stall that you’re visiting, lingering on the small, almost overgrown, old Republic comm station. Once upon there had been five men stationed there. Hevy, Droidbait, Cutup, Fives, and Echo.

While you had some concerns as to how the pirates of Rishi would react to obvious soldiers spending time in their bars…people were surprisingly okay with them. More than one of them getting an offer to join different crews.

A small smile lifts your lips at the memory of your boys laughingly turning down offers of pirate crew memberships.

The Dominos had been Rishi’s, more so than the Republics, and people raged when they heard that they died.

First when Droidbait and Cutup died, and then later when they heard that Hevy was killed on Kamino. And then even later when Echo was blown up, and then Fives was killed-

Fives’ death was kind of the final straw for Rishi. 

Even now, the Pirates of Rishi are more than happy to raid imperial vessels, in honor of their Dominos.

You step around a group of Mercs, all of whom have dominoes tattooed on their hands, and start to meander your way back to your home. You miss them. All of them.

But, if you’re going to be honest, you probably miss Echo the most.

He was a lot like his brothers, loud and boisterous, and always ready with a joke or a quip, or to finish a joke that his twin set up. He was always the first to greet you with a grin, and the last to say goodbye at the end of the night.

But, unlike his brothers, he flirted with you a little shyly, as though he wasn’t sure what he was doing.

It was charming and sweet, and you found yourself smitten with him. 

He didn’t, quite, get over his shyness with you even after the first time you invited him into your home with tempting kisses. He was still a little shy even after the tenth time you invited him into your home, and your bed, with teasing touches and adoring kisses.

You wanted forever with him, and you thought, hoped, that he wanted the same.

And then he left, and you never heard from him again.

You suppose, in a way, it makes sense. Why would a soldier want to slum it with a bartender who’s technically a slave.

Doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt.

After all, you still dream of forever with Echo. Only now, your dreams are definitely castles in the air.

After all, dead men don’t get happily ever afters.

“We need to land somewhere,” Tech says to his brothers, a frown on his face, “The damage to the ship is…far too severe for me to repair without landing.”

“Where can we land, though?” Wrecker asks, “It’s not like there are a large number of places that will accept us.”

Echo eyes the star map speculatively, “I…may have an idea.” He offers, as his gaze lands on a specific planet. A bright smile dances across your memory, and a loving laugh echoes in his ears.

He’s a kriffing fool.

Hopefully she won’t turn him away.

“Well?” Hunter prompts when Echo doesn’t continue right away.

“I think we should go to Rishi.” Echo says slowly.

“Rishi!” Tech sputters.

“That’s a pirate planet, Echo.” Hunter says, “They won’t react well-”

“Do you have a better idea?” Echo asks.

The room falls silent for a moment, and then Tech sighs, “It is up to you, Hunter. Rishi is the closest planet we can land on.”

Hunter pushes his hand through his hair, “Fine. Do it.”

An hour later, the Marauder lands on an open pad, and no one comes to the ship to speak to them. “Is this…normal?” Tech asks.

“Yeah, pretty much.” Echo replies with a shrug, “We should probably not wear our armor here,” He adds. He’s already changed into civilian attire, and he’s somewhat anxiously rubbing his arm just over where his scomp is attached. 

“Why?”

“Because our armor screams ‘clones’ and I’m not sure how the pirates will react to seeing clones now.” Echo replies dryly, “I’ve heard rumors of Rishi based Pirates raiding Republic and Imperial transports lately.”

Hunter agrees that it’s a reasonable precaution, and they all hurriedly change into civilian attire, before they get off the ship, with Omega clinging to Wrecker’s hand. And then, almost as one, they turn to Echo.

Echo sighs and rubs the back of his head, and then he turns and heads deeper into the city.

Some things have changed, new people, new stalls, but most everything else is the same. He pauses in front of a specific bar, and peers in, his dark eyes scanning the faces of the bartenders for a moment, before he motions for his brothers to follow him some more.

“Are you lookin’ for someone?” Wrecker asks.

“Yeah. Someone who, hopefully, won’t be too angry at me and will be willing to help.” Echo says.

“A friend?” Omega asks.

“Yeah, something like that.”

Echo leads them away from the shops and docks, and over to a row of apartments. He scans the buildings for a moment, before he turns and heads to one of the smaller buildings, and he stops in front of a plain door, with flower boxes in the windows.

His lips curl up in a small smile, Fives made those flower boxes early one morning when he was hyped up on Caf. They were crooked and lopsided, but it looks like she kept them. Though it looks like she painted them. “Wait here.” Echo says to his siblings, before he walks over to the door, and he knocks twice.

“Just a moment!” Her voice comes from the other side of the door, and Echo doesn’t fight his smile.

She sounds exactly the same. 

Stars, please don’t let her be too mad.

The door slides open, “Yes? Can I help yo-” She stops mid-sentence when she sees who’s standing there, “...Echo?”

“You grew your hair out,” Echo replies, a small smile lifting his lips, “It looks good. You look amazing. I’m sure you have a question or twenty, cyar’ika-”

Echo’s not able to finish his sentence as she flings her arms around him and crashes her lips against his. His arms fold tightly around her and he immediately kisses her back, and it’s almost as if no time has passed at all. 

If he focuses, he can almost hear Fives wolf-whistling and hear Cutup making lewd comments.

And then reality snaps back into place when he hears Tech’s dry voice, “Ah. That kind of friend.”

Echo carefully pulls back, and reaches up to gently cup her cheek, using his thumb to brush a tear away, “I’m sorry for not comming you, cyar’ika.”

She shakes her head, “We were told that you died.” She whispers, “Fives said…” She trailed off, “And then Fives died, and, kriff, the death of the last Domino started a war between the pirates of Rishi and the Republic/Empire, why would you bring them here?”

“Our ship is damaged-” Echo started.

“Get in. In. All of you!” She drags Echo into her home, and she doesn’t shut the door until Hunter is in the apartment as well. “Honestly Echo,” She rounds on him, “If you commed I would have told you to go literally anywhere else.”

“I wasn’t sure you’d answer.” Echo replies.

There are pictures of her with Echo, and with the rest of the dominoes on the walls. There are also pictures of her with a large, scarred man. And of her with a too slender woman.

“What do you need? I can probably get most of the materials sent to your ship.” She says.

“I have a list.” Tech offers as he hands her his datapad.

She copies it and sends the list to several of her friends, “Alright, you should have most, if not all, of what you need by the morning.”

“Are we in danger here?”

“On Rishi specifically? No. Not so long as you don’t draw attention to yourself.” She replies, “I’d offer to let you spend the night, but I don’t have much room.”

“We can stay on the ship,” Tech replies.

“Echo, are you going to stay here?” Omega asks.

Echo doesn’t take his gaze off of his cyar’ika, “If I’m allowed?”

“I’ve never turned you away before.” She counters.

Echo smiles at her, “Do you remember the way back to the docks?”

“I remember.” Tech says, “Come on.”

The door opens, and then closes again, leaving Echo alone with his cyar’ika.

She smiles at him, soft and warm and slow, “You used to be shyer about public displays of affection.”

“I used to have legs and two hands too,” Echo replies, it's a weak joke, but a joke all the same. “I’m so sorry I never commed you.” He says after a moment, “I thought…it felt cruel, reaching out to you when I couldn’t actually touch you.”

“It’s okay.”

“It’s not.”

“Echo. I forgive you.” She walks over to him and she kisses him as if no time has passed at all, all loving and soft and sweet.

She’s always been unfairly tempting. Her lips and her touch encourage him to stay and enjoy what she’s offering. And Echo has always been helpless to deny her. 

He’s not surprised when he falls into her bed, her lips needy against his.

Later, much later, they’re lounging in her bed, and Echo is trailing his lips across her bare shoulder.

“Cyar’ika,” He murmurs against her shoulder, “Come with me.”

“Come with you where?” She asks, her voice light and dreamy.

“On the Marauder. Away from Rishi. I’ll protect you-”

She turns and looks at him, her smile so sad, “You know I can’t.”

“You deserve so much better than being a slave for your parents' debts,” Echo whispers.

She rolls so that she’s facing him properly, “Echo, your brothers don’t know me. And if I had to guess, your ship is pretty small. Me going with you isn’t fair to them.”

“You deserve more.” Echo repeats.

“I don’t like life is about what we deserve,” She replies, as she reaches up to cup his face, “So, in the morning, you’re going to return to your ship, to your brothers…and you’re going to leave Rishi. And you’re going to go back to not comming me, and it’s just how it’s going to be.”

“No.”

“Echo.” She sighs his name, and he shifts so he’s looking right in her eyes.

“No.” He repeats, “I’ve given up so much. My body, my batchmates, my twin. I’m not giving you up. Let me be greedy. Just about this one thing.”

She sighs again, but she looks touched. “How about…a deal?”

“What kind of deal?”

“My contract with my…owner is coming to an end. At the end of the year, I’ll have made enough to pay off my parents' tab with him.” She says softly, “On that day, I will comm you and come to where you are. No matter where you might be.”

“Do you promise?”

She laughs softly, “Echo, I’ve been dreaming of forever with you since the first day we met. Now that I have the chance to have it, it would take an act of god to stop me.”

Echo crashes his lips against hers, “I want forever too,” He breathes against her lips, “So we have a deal.”

She smiles at him, “I love you, Echo.”

He blinks at her, momentarily surprised, and then he laughs and kisses her deeply, “I love you too.”

#star wars #tbb #tbb echo x reader #echo x reader #f!reader fic #star wars fanfiction #x reader fanfiction #answered asks

[majorshiraharu]

Cutup x Reader Smutty

Clone-Tober Day 8

Prompts: Character - Cutup |  Word - Pounce Link to OP Post HERE | OP Blog Link HERE @/threetinyshinies

-------------------- Cutup x Gender Neutral Reader -------------------- Kissing Slightly smutty Suggestive themes -------------------

Cutup walks into the supply room where you were supposed to be waiting for him, looking around in the dark room he's unable to find you. Maybe you were still working he thought, suddenly what little light was in the room vanished as the lights went out. Now the only light coming from lighting strikes that were happening outside shining in through the small windows, giving brief flashes of visibility to the completely dark area. Slowly he walks around, slightly unnerved by the darkness. He hears a noise spinning around to see where it was coming from, - steps echoed through the hallways making it hard to know where they were coming from. "BOOO!" you yell pouncing on him knocking him to the ground, pushing yourself up to look at his expression. "Y/N! What are you doing?" He said looking up at you the flashes of light illuminating your face in the most flattering ways, - reaching his hands up and sliding them across your body before you grab his wrists, pinning them on the ground above his head making him moan in disapproval. "I'm surprising you," you hummed against the skin of his neck as you kissed it, his arms pretending to struggle against your grip when you teasingly pressed your hips against him.

“Your surprise was that you would pounce on me?”  “Yup, I mean your face looked pretty surprised.” “I think frightened would be more accurate.”

You laugh at his reply nuzzling your face in his neck.

"Y/N what if someone catches us?"  "No one ever comes here," you whispered gently nipping at his lip causing him to moan again, trying to hold himself back as you continue to tease him. "You're going to pay for this," he grunted turning to putty as one of your hands released his wrist to slid down his body. "I'm looking forward to it, Cutup," you replied sliding your hand lower before he frees himself from your grip, flipping you over and onto the cold floor. His body above yours with a dirty look painted over his face. "What were you saying now?" He teases leaning down to kiss you as his hands wandered across your body, their touch making you shiver more than the cold feeling of the floor below you.

Both of you suddenly stop when you hear footsteps, "Kriff, I told you this wasn't a good place," Cutup said as he helped you to your feet.

"No one normally comes here." You reply moving behind him. "Cutup you here?" Fives calls out.  "Uh..yeah, what are you doing?" Cutup says walking over to Fives. "Hevy is looking for you...what are you two doing here?" He asks looking over Cutup's shoulder to see you, his brow twitching up some as a smirk crossed his face. "We're training," Cutup said trying to sound serious, but it wasn't going to fool his brother who placed his hand Cutup's shoulder. "Well, enjoy your training, I'll just tell Hevy I couldn't find you," he replied before walking off, waving, "Oh you guys might want to quiet down some, wouldn't want anyone else to walk in on your training," he joked walking out of the room. Cutup's hand slaps his own face, slowly pulling it down as embarrassment filled his expression. "Hey it's okay," you say placing a reassuring hand on his shoulder. He turns his head to look at you, a small smile on his face. "You know Fives will never let me hear the end of this," he says with a sigh.  "Don't worry I won't either." "HEY!"  "I'm kidding, well sort of..." you replied with a smirk on your face which was soon removed by his lips pressing against yours.

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[fandom-friday]

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

☁️ = 18+ content 🌸 = contains spoilers of a currently running show

Fics:

The Clone Wars: ☁️ One Step at a Time by @wild-karrde

The Bad Batch: 🌸 (TBB S3) The Plant Prowler of Pabu (Crosshair x gn!Reader) by @dystopicjumpsuit Tech x gn!Reader Cuddle Ficlet by @dystopicjumpsuit ☁️ Little Lies and Brown Eyes (Tech x f!Reader) by @anxiouspineapple99 ☁️ Don't Lose Your Focus (Hunter x f!Reader) by @decembermidnight Orders by @gaeasun We Were a Family Pulled From the Flood by @jorolle Accolades by @levi-venn

Batman: Northern Attitude (I Was Raised on Little Light) by @theskeptileptic

Art:

The Clone Wars: Cutup Art by @drunksiren Corrie Guard Mood Board by @ominouspuff Commander Fox Art by @captain-rex

The Bad Batch: Omega Gets a Tooka by @zaana Hunter and Omega Art by @kingeika Echo with Tookas Art by @omaano 🌸 (TBB S3) Red-Handed by @pinkiemme Tech x Phee Art by @jedizhi Tech x Phee Art by @gingerpines Tech x OC Avery Art by @lightspringrain ☁️ Little Lies and Brown Eyes Art by @mesvi OC Silvie Art by @vimse

Rebels: Kalluzeb Art by @sunatsubu

#ff weekly summary

[knightprincess]

Forgive Me (Echo x Fem! Medic Reader) Part 3

Words: 2.3k  Warning: None 

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As instructed (Y/N) had arrived at the military base the night before she was set to be deployed. Like many to visit the base, she'd been mesmerized by the memorial to the thousands of fallen troopers. She took notice of the little details, how carefully each name had been carved into the stone, even which legion they'd fought with, if they did. Those who hadn't just had their names carved into the wall. The latest ones still had wet paint from where someone had carefully painted over the names, in order for them to stand out like the rest. (Y/N) carefully mouthed the names. Hevy, Cutup and Droidbait. With a shiver down her spine (Y/N) continued to walk towards the base, noticing a security team roaming around, she hadn't been surprised when one of the troopers with red markings on the otherwise stainless armor asked her for identification. Commander Thorn was his name. 

He politely made light conversation with her, as he lead her inside the base. He hadn't been surprised by her arrival, instead commenting they'd been patiently waiting, even mentioning there were a few yet to arrive. By the time they passed through the thick blast doors leading inside, they'd built up a friendship. The moment (Y/N) entered the large base, she took notice how cold it was inside, the halls warmly light, but the walls almost feeling like that of a prison, she was hit with a feeling of being trapped. The security booth clearly showing the highest priority in safety had been taken, although there was a question if the security was meant to keep something in or civilians out. Silence took over as (Y/N) walked down the maze of halls, she couldn't help but notice how all seemed the same, as if someone had simply copied and pasted the design over and over again. The same stainless doors, the same noisy grated floors. 

"Miss (Y/L/N)" came a calming voice from behind her. (Y/N) had quickly whirled around, her eyes widening with shock. A hand flew up to her chest in an attempt to calm her pounding heart. She soon looked to the owner of the calm voice, seeing a Kel Dor, by his robes it was a clear he was a Jedi, the lightsaber attached to his utility belt also offering evidence to her assumption. "Apologies little one. I am Plo Koon, the Jedi General you'll be serving with" added the Jedi, seeing the confusion pass over her features. She soon reached for the datapad in her side bag, trying to find the information she had been given. Plo Koon quickly realized she hadn't been made aware of changes. 

"Sorry for the confusion. I wasn't expecting to deploy until tomorrow" quickly explained (Y/N), a respectful tone flooding her voice, as she tried to hide her admiration for the Jedi General, she'd always been curious about those whom took up residency in the Temple, the peacekeepers whom now fought for the republic in the war. Soon enough a wave of embarrassment washed over the medic, suddenly unsure of everything. She hated being late for things, she hated being disorganized even more. Apparently now she was both, likely late for departing, and rather disorganized, even more so when she'd not been aware of the changes made. 

"Worry not little one" soothingly replied the Jedi Master, motioning for her to follow him back through the maze of cold prison like halls. "You're quarters have already been prepared" chuckled Plo Koon, recalling how some of his men had taken it upon themselves to ready everything for her arrival. Others had been more reserved due to the past medics assigned to them. The Med-bay had been re-stoked, much like Wolffe in particular had taken it upon himself to read up on her, even more so with the last minute change. "You'll be on rotating between several legions. With each one for a period of time before transferring to another" calmly explained the Jedi Master, recalling his own legion had been given priority due not having a medic of their own. Most the time they relied on the basic training they had been given as cadets, otherwise relying on their instincts. Most of the time it did the trick, but other times the method had devastating results. Previous medics hadn't been able to handle the pace, while others were more than happy to disembark at the earliest opportunity. 

(Y/N) nodded behind General Plo, her breath catching in her throat the moment the Venator Class Star Destroyer come into view. She'd bared witness to many of them coming and going, always from a distance. Now she was up close to one, her amazement took over. The ships were basically a small flying city. Each with its own little details one would only notice if close enough. General Plo waited for her astonishment to wash over, before continuing with the last leg of the journey, to board the cruiser known as the Triumphant. 

Upon entering the large cruiser, a sense of home washed over (Y/N), the halls were warm and welcoming. The opposite to what the military base had been. Troopers in both casual clothing and armor roamed the halls, a few droids here and there offering a few beeps as the pair passed by. Before (Y/N) knew they had entered the bridge, it being clear those there had been prepared for their next mission somewhere across the galaxy. It being obvious the only thing they'd be waiting for, was her arrival and the return of their Jedi General. 

The take off as to be expected was rough. For (Y/N) whom had never left Coruscant before certainly knew it. She could feel the thunderous vibrations from the engines through dark floors beneath her feet. The initial thrust towards the busy skies had almost knocked her off her feet, lucky for her someone had caught her before she'd fallen backwards. Gently placing her upright and keeping a light hold on her upper arm to ensure she wouldn't tumble over again. A small chuckle escaping the trooper once the ship had evened out, and he was sure she'd wouldn't tumble over again. 

"Thank you ...: started (Y/N), politeness and respect flooding her voice as she turned her attention to the trooper. He seemed almost taken aback by her thanks. Almost as if the idea of a civilian doing as such was foreign to him, something (Y/N) quickly realized would have be something she had to get used to, as well helped them come to terms with  the idea. After all she was there to help them when they needed it most. Not just because that was her job, but to show her gratitude and appreciation for their sacrifices they made to protect so many. A thankless job, especially when so many wrongly thought of clones as expendable. 

"Boost" added the trooper, offering a salute. He''d retrieved his helmet now, holding it to his side beneath his arm. On his lips was a friendly smile, as if he recognized her and wanted to help welcome her aboard and into the wolf pack. "General Plo said you be joining us, although he neglected to mention you're an angel" added Boost, a flirtatious tone in his voice, mixing with confidence. (Y/N) offered a sweet smile at the compliment, a chuckle escaping her to see another off to the side dramatically roll his eyes. Boost must have noticed her eyes flick off to the side, his attention fleeting over only to offer a salute to the other trooper. 

"Commander Wolffe, please give our medic the tour" commented General Plo, once again softness to his voice. The feeling of family washing over (Y/N), just as the respectful nod Wolffe sent Plo's way didn't go unnoticed, nor the playful tone of Boost comment to follow. Even if it did only serve to pull another eye roll from the battle worn commander. 

"Are you ready for this?" asked Wolffe, concern ringing through his gruff voice. Although he didn't turn his attention to (Y/N), she was aware he meant the reality of war rather than tour of the large cruiser. "It cruel out there, the missions we're sent on are highly dangerous. Injuries are devastating to say the least. Are you sure you can handle that?" again asked the commander, the same concern running through his voice. As if he was trying to protect her from the trauma likely to come, and ensure she knew there was nothing romantic about the battlefield. 

"I appreciate your concern Commander, but I knew what I was getting myself into when I applied for this" replied (Y/N), confidence in her voice, as she iterated she knew none of what was to come would be easy. Some days would harder than others, she'd always face the inevitability of not being able to save everyone, even if she did give it her best shot. She'd lose those she'd hopefully come to call friends. "From what I can gather you boys need me. I'm happy to take every risk there is, if it means all of you get the care needed" added (Y/N), a rebellious streak rising in her, as the words left her lips. Wolffe seemed at least satisfied with her answer, offering a nod and continuing to lead the way. (Y/N) wasn't sure when but the pair had stopped in the middle of the corridor at some point. 

"You could get hurt" commented Wolffe, this time turning his attention to her as if to gauge her reaction. 

"I'm not made of glass" quickly responded (Y/N), surprising even herself by the quick wit and response. Wolffe merely offered a chuckle, almost as if the answer had been one he'd hoped to receive. His doubts General Plo had chosen the right medic slowly fading. Sure she looked fragile but her words were proving otherwise. He only hoped her actions would too. 

"Looks like you've gain a following, Snap" casually spoke the Commander,  slipping the nickname in. Although he hadn't meant it to slip passed his lips. (Y/N) only offered a small laugh at the name. Suspecting he'd likely read over her file in order to get a idea of what she was like, that alone suggesting he and likely many others knew she was skilled and knew her way around a med bay, she had prior training so hadn't applied for the GAR role just the hell of it. Instead she was serious and determined, maybe even a bit stubborn. 

"Snap" repeated (Y/N), as she come to a stop outside the medbay door, Wolffe just in front of her. "Can't say I've been called that before" commented the medic, before entering the medbay that would serve as her temporary office. At least until her rotation with the 104th Legion come to an end, and she joined the next one. Wolffe followed along behind, leaning against the door frame, surveying as she ensured everything was present, from the simple things of bandages and bacta, to the more delicate equipment, such as the things needed to maintain cybernetics, both big and small. As soon as (Y/N) had deemed the small medbay as adequate, she once again followed Wolffe, making a note to memorize where things were. 

"From what I've read you can make quick decisions and your display of wit just then ..." began the Commander, in an attempt to explain what he deemed as a misstep, after all they barely knew each. The sound of soft laughter at his side, stop him in his tracks, the smaller woman with a gentle smile on her lips. Wolffe soon turned his attention back ahead, only now realizing she hadn't back away in fear, nor stared uncomfortably long at his cybernetic eye and disfiguring scar. Instead she treated him with kindness and respect, a rare thing to come across. "My scar and eye don't scare you?" calmly asked Wolffe, not being able to stop the curiosity rising, every other medic to pass through had been weary of him, avoiding as much as possible. Each of them couldn't have left quick enough and all of them seemed to judge him by his commanding nature and rough outer shell rather than whom he was as a person. 

"What's to be scared of?" simply responded (Y/N), looking to Wolffe with a certain expectation. "I see, others before me have judged you by it" sadly commented the medic, feeling her heart sink to know others meant to offer medical aid had also cause unseen damage too. Whether they knew it or not. "I wont judge you for your past, nor by your appearance. I'd hope you'd do me the same and not judge me by the actions of those who come before" requested (Y/N), the same kindness from before returning, just as respect flooded her voice one more. 

One again Wolffe stopped, this time in front of a simple, yet plain grey metal door. This one leading to (Y/N) personal quarters. The commander turned away, focusing his attention of his brothers walking down the corridor, each of them engrossed in something, whether that be a conversation about their latest mission or trip to 79's, or just determination to get to the bridge in order to listen to Plo as he informed them of changes made. Including the unexpected but welcome change of having (Y/N) aboard instead of their originally assigned medic, who had been re-assigned to the 212th. 

"Get some rest Snap" commented Wolffe, the moment the door made the familiar hissing noise. Signalling the correct combination of numbers had been entered. 

"Is that an order" quipped (Y/N), seeing what she believed was the smallest of smirks appear on Wolffe's sturdy lips. Mere seconds later she followed her words up with a simple but well meaning salute, receiving a nod from Wolffe in return, at least before he headed down the hall to his own quarters. 

Masterlist

#echo x medic reader #forgive me (echo x medic reader) #part 3 #fem! medic reader #medic reader #star wars the clone wars #star wars fanfiction #reader insert #star wars reader insert #x reader fanfic #reader interactive #cross posted on ao3 #cross posted on wattpad #cross posted on quotev #Commander Wolffe #tcw boost #plo koon

[aroayr-shuk]

So, I'm rewatching The Clone Wars and.....it is much more depressing the second time around.

"You showed me something today. You're exactly the kind if men I need in the 501st." - Rex ("Rookies")

#Rookies #the clone wars #x reader #cody #rex #clone trooper #fives #echo #tbb echo #star wars #hevy #commander cody #captain rex #arc trooper fives #arc trooper echo #arc trooper #clone trooper hevy #clone trooper cutup #clone trooper droidbait #ct 1409 #ct 5555 #obi wan kenobi #anakin skywalker

[dez78]

The first time

Fandom: Clone Wars

Pairings: Fives X Fem! Reader

Rating: Explicit, (Smut 18+ Mature!)

Warnings: Lap dance, Reader dances, Smut, Vaginal fingering, Oral (f receiving) PiV, squirting, pet names, Mando pet names, Fives cries (sorry), Rex giving advice

Tags: Insecurity, Virgins first time, Exclusive relationship, Fives being cute, Fives loves calling you his Cyar’ika. 

Summary: Things don’t exactly go as planned, but it turned out better than either of you could have hoped for. 

(Y/N)= Your Name

Song: Can’t fight the moonlight by LeAnn Rimes

Fives was at 79’s with most of the 777th and 501st boys. 

“No, no, but I told you!” Hevy’s voice was louder when he was drunk, the boys howled with laughter. 

Droidbait and Chaser were arm wrestling, Cutup was playing Sabacc with a few other clones. Rex sat back with his drink in his hand, tapping his foot to the catchy music. 

Fives was taking a drink when the curtain to the stage opened, his eyes widened and his beer projected from his mouth. 

Rex sat forward with a dropped jaw, Droidbait and Chaser looked back with Hevy. He suddenly got really quiet. 

The woman was exotic. Her clothes were anything, but covering. 

It was a red skirt that flowed, a red top that covered her breasts and wrapped around the back of her shoulder blades that tied at the end of her wrists. She was decorated in jewels and had deep red lipstick and brown eyes that were emphasized with mascara. 

What blew the men away even further was when she opened her mouth, 

“Holy Kriff…” Hevy sucked in a breath. 

~Under a lover's sky 

Gonna be with you

 And no one's gonna be around 

If you think that you won't fall 

Well just wait until 'Til the sun goes down

 Underneath the starlight, starlight 

There's a magical feeling so right It will steal your heart tonight~

Fives watched with sparkling eyes, she was so beautiful, her hips snapped as she danced to the music. While her angelic voice abused his ears. 

~You can try to resist 

Try to hide from my kiss 

But you know, but you know that you 

Can't fight the moonlight 

Deep in the dark, you'll surrender your heart 

But you know, but you know that you 

Can't fight the moonlight, no 

You can't fight it It's gonna get to your heart~

Her lengthy legs were milky in the colorful lights of 79’s. She made eye contact with Fives a few times as she sang, he felt his heart beating out his chest. The boys were drawn to her by now and in the same trance, it’s like she put a spell upon them. 

Her voice was hauntingly enchanting. It was an angel’s bell. Fives rested his chin in his palms as he looked at her like a lovesick boy. He sat up straighter when she started to dance her way down the stage.  

~There's no escaping love 

Once the gentle breeze 

Weaves its spell upon your heart 

No matter what you think It won't be too long (not too long)

 'Til you're in my arms Underneath the starlight, starlight 

We'll be lost in the rhythm, so right 

Feel it steal your heart tonight 

You can try to resist 

Try to hide from my kiss~

She had put her fabric over her beautiful face to cover it from view, much to men’s dismay. Her hips still snapped and her perky breasts bounced as she did so. Making it hard to breathe for most of the young men in the room. She made eye contact with Fives and blinked at him slowly making him moan. He slapped his hand over his mouth. 

“Don’t get too excited, rooky, it’s for the tips.” Rex snorted as he took a drink of his beer. Fives frowned, he was disappointed. Of course.  

She danced her way over to Rex, she ran her smooth hand over his shoulders through his blacks, he smirked up at her. He took out a few credits and set them on the waistband of her skirt and winked at her. 

~Deep in the dark, you'll surrender your heart

 But you know, but you know that you 

Can't fight the moonlight 

No, you can't fight it 

You can try to resist, try to hide from my kiss 

But you know, don't you know that you can't 

Can't fight the moonlight~ 

The woman’s voice grew as she hit the high notes making the patrons howl as they threw their credits at her, she danced over to Fives and even went as far to rest herself in his lap. Her back to his chest, his hands smooth down her waist instinctively. He panted, feeling the strain in his pants, he bit his lip. 

The woman put her hands through his hair as she snapped her hips across his lap, 

“Whoo! Whoo!” Hevy and Chaser howled as they pumped their fists in the air. It was the most action Fives had gotten from a woman. He was red in the face. 

~Deep in the dark, you'll surrender your heart

 But you know, but you know that you 

Can't fight the moonlight 

No, you can't fight it 

You can try to resist, try to hide from my kiss 

But you know, don't you know that you can't 

Can't fight the moonlight~ 

Fives whined pathetically when her eyes met his, she reached out, removing her mask slightly, pressing her lips to his before pulling it back and dancing away. He missed her already and reached out for her, Rex whacked him. The kid sat back and watched. 

~But you know, don't you know that you can't 

Can't fight the moonlight 

Deep in the dark, you'll surrender your heart 

But you know, but you know that you

 Can't fight the moonlight 

No, you can't fight it It's gonna get to your heart~

She finished the song off with a gorgeous note while looking directly at Fives. Then the curtain closed and the crowd of people erupted into howling and whistles. Fives was burning up, he needed air. He went outside. The boys went back to their games and arm wrestling, Rex watched him leaving, he sighed and decided to go after him. 

When he found him, he was a few paces away from 79’s, drawing a cigarette between his lips. Rex leaned against the wall, Fives had his eyes closed and had his head against the building. 

Rex folded his arms and put his foot up against the wall, 

“You good, kid?” He asked, finally after a silence. 

“Yeah, I just needed air.” Fives said, 

“Fresh air? Won’t get that smoking tabac.” Rex joked, Fives scoffed a laugh. 

“Is that normal?” He questioned looking at Rex, 

“What she did in there?” He asked. Fives nodded as he drew on the cigarette again. 

“Rarely, dancers only do that when they really like a man. I don’t want to get your hopes up either though.” Rex explained. 

“Has it ever happened to you?” Fives questioned, his amber eyes pleading for answers. 

“Once or twice.” Rex smirked, Fives rolled his eyes. Rex sighed, 

“I had it happen when I was a shiny and I was just like you are now. So confused and lust filled.” He continued as he looked up at the night sky. Fives’ cigarette glow wrapped around his youthful features. A hooded figure walked past them and called a taxi. They stopped talking for a moment until the figure was far enough away.

“You’re still young Fives, explore a bit. There’s nothing against it, you just can’t fall in love. A lot like the Jedi.” Rex explained further. Fives looked away and frowned. 

“Who made that up?” He hissed, 

“Look, I know you’re confused and upset, but it’s just the way it is.” Rex replied bitterly. Fives sighed. 

“If you want, I can hook you up with the girl. I know my way around.” Rex said in a cocky voice, Fives shook his head, finishing his cigarette. 

“No, I think I’m going to head home.” He said as he flung his cigarette. Rex exhaled deeply as he watched Fives walking away with a slump. The older clone went back into 79’s to enjoy the rest of his night. 

Fives sat in the back of the taxi with his face in his hands, his thoughts racing. He had feelings for someone already, but that woman in the bar kept going through his mind. Almost as if he knew her. He feared that he’d be a terrible lover if he had more than one at a time. Especially since he was in love with a specific woman already. 

It broke his heart, even though they weren’t together, he still felt he would be cheating if he slept with anyone, but her. It was stupid and something he couldn’t tell Rex. There was only one person he could talk to this late, one person that understood him. 

The taxi stopped and Fives got out, he walked to the door and knocked on the apartment door. He waited patiently, but there was no answer, he furrowed his brow, he knocked again. He was eager now and that’s when he heard it. 

His eyes widened and his head snapped to the sound of the gentle and gorgeous voice, 

~There's no escaping love 

Once the gentle breeze 

Weaves its spell upon your heart 

No matter what you think It won't be too long

 'Til you're in my arms Underneath the starlight, starlight 

We'll be lost in the rhythm, so right 

Feel it steal your heart tonight~

Fives’ jaw dropped when the woman of the voice was revealed, she stopped dead in her tracks. Her expression the same as Fives. 

“By stars! (Y/N)?!” He wailed at the realization. You were hot in the face, your makeup still done up as you took the curls from your hair with your fingers. Your cloak covering your outfit. 

“F-Fives!” You finally croaked, 

“What are you doing here?” You questioned, 

“I came here to talk to you about my confused feelings.” Fives stated firmly. You looked around and ushered him into your apartment.

When the door was shut, you looked at him. 

“(Y/N), I’m in love with you.” Fives blurted out, your expression was that of being flabbergasted. 

“You are?” You said, your eyes still blown wide. 

“Yes.” Fives confirmed, you looked down at your feet. 

“When did you become a dancer anyway?” He asked when he remembered. 

“When I found out that I could kiss you without you knowing me and confronting me.” You replied meekly as you looked up. Fives blinked at you, 

“You could have done that months ago.” He said matter-of-fact. Your face heated up even further as you looked down again. Fives picked up your chin between his forefinger and thumb, making you look up at him. 

Your eyes locked, Fives leaned in without hesitation and you waited eagerly. 

When your lips connected, sparks flew. You both moaned into the kiss, Fives pulled you into him, grinding against your thigh. 

You kissed to the bedroom, shedding your layers as you went. 

When you two were finally naked and laying on the bed, Fives was above you. You squirmed beneath him, he was taking too long. 

“Is something wrong?” You questioned, suddenly feeling self conscious as you hid yourself away. 

“N-no, cyar’ika, nothing’s wrong, it’s just-” Fives bit his lip as his face heated up. 

“Erm, I’ve never done this before.” He said in a small voice, your breath hitched in your throat. 

“Neither have I, we’ll learn together.” You said, biting your lip and averting your eyes shyly. Fives smiled, letting out the breath he had been holding. 

For the next few moments, he was experimental and tested what you liked, what made you moan and arch your back. He smoothed his fingers down your sides, making you shiver. 

He was twitching violently, but he wanted his lady pleased first. You were blushing furiously, 

“What’s wrong, mesh’la?” Fives questioned, 

“I’m not a complete virgin, I’ve used toys, but I’ve never been with a man.” You replied, tapping your fingers together shyly. Fives smirked. 

“Why didn’t you just say that cyar’ika?” He purred as he leaned down, his lips at your ear, his voice husky as he spoke, 

“Tell me what you like.” He said into your ear, making you shudder with delight. You took his hand in yours and guided it down your body, before finally finding your sensitive bud. 

You groaned when he pressed his fingers against you, you were soaking, making him moan in response. Your pheromones violating his nostrils, making him blind with lust. 

He groaned as he leaned against you again, 

“Do I have permission to taste you, cyar’ika?” His words shot straight to your core, you nodded. Fives shook his head as he tapped your lips gently with his free hand while his other hand worked you. 

“I need verbal consent, mesh’la.” He said, he was such a gentleman. 

“Yes, you have permission.” You said breathlessly. Fives smiled and took his hand from you, you whined from the loss of contact. 

Fives held your legs up by your knees, he got on his stomach as they laid on the bed. He put your legs over his shoulders, so his hands were free to roam. 

Fives parted your lips with his index and middle finger, he was biting his lip and admiring your eagerness for him. He was taking painfully slow, you wiggled your hips, Fives looked up. His amber eyes were dark with lust. 

Taking the hint, Fives leaned in and flicked his tongue over your bud, you clenched the sheets and gritted your teeth, Fives chuckled. 

Then he ran his tongue up your slit experimentally. You shivered with delight. Liking the response, Fives did it again and again. Until his tongue was lapping over your folds in messy eating. 

He grabbed your hips and buried his face into your sex. Devouring you like a man starved. 

You arched your back and tangled your fingers in his hair. For a man that was a virgin, he was fairly good at this. Your legs quivered as you trapped Fives between your legs. He groaned into your wet ladyhood, the vibrato sending shivers up your spine. 

You grabbed his hair, too hard, you may add, burying him deeper into you. He took that as a compliment and continued to eat you out. His nose rubbed against your bud, making your whole sex twitch. 

Fives added a finger into his licking and you lost your mind, your eyes rolled into the back of your skull as you fell back. Fives hummed his approval and added another finger before latching onto your bud with his lips. Sucking so good. 

Your body trembled as you wailed, you looked up when you felt Fives’ body rising and falling. You saw him rutting into your mattress, desperate for friction. The sight set you off. It sparked the fire in your abdomen. 

You arched your body as you screamed, your fluids squirting out of you. Making a lewd squelching sound as Fives worked you through your orgasm. 

Fives slowed his movements before stopping completely, you panted heavily, your chest heaving with every harsh breath that left your lungs. Your hair sprawled out and sweat glistened across your skin. 

“Maker.” Fives’ voice made you flutter your eyes open, he wiped his face and mouth with his palm, he sat on his knees as he looked at you. 

“Can you do that again?” He asked, his eyes sparkling as he smiled, you laughed breathlessly at his reaction to your intense orgasm. 

You wiped your clammy forehead, trying to give him attention. He laid you back, 

“It’s okay, cyar’ika. Catch your breath. I can wait.” Fives smiled at you. Your heart burst with love, he was so pure. You vowed you'd fight anyone that dared to hurt him at that moment. He was still so innocent. 

You took in one last big breath, you looked at Fives and rubbed up his chest. He was pumping himself in his fist. 

“Are you ready?” He questioned, he couldn’t contain the excitement in his voice, you nodded at him. He eagerly lined himself up with you, he took you missionary. 

First he was slow testing the waters, then he started a good rhythm. You knew you liked this already. Fives was bigger than any of the toys you owned. Your eyes crossed a few times from the intense pleasure. You were still overstimulated from your first orgasm so you were still pretty sensitive. 

His member scraped against your walls in a delicious way, it’s head spinning. You mumble incoherently. He’s a stretch, but he slots so perfectly back inside of you with each purposeful thrust. 

“Fuck…” You spit out as you groan and match Fives’ hips with yours. He’s whimpering now as he gets slicked with your previous orgasm. 

“Hunnhg, so good.” Fives whines as he ruts into you. His nails digging into your hips. He pinched his shut and whimpered pathetically. 

“Hnnng, ughhh, nuh.” Fives moans repeatedly, you're right behind him. He’s hitting that sweet spot now with his powerful thrusts. Your seeing stars, 

“Kriff!” Fives cries as he pulls out, 

“No!” You protests, 

“Sorry, cyar’ika. I want you to finish. I won’t last long.” Fives said in a weak voice, you were right there at your second orgasm. You were frustrated, before you could stop yourself. You were throwing Fives beneath you. 

He’d never been manhandled before and didn’t know how to process it. You jumped on his lap, you stuck his member back into your aching slit and started to bounce, you felt him hit your sweet spot. 

Yes! Yes! It’s right there! 

“Arghh, hunngh. Cyar’ika! I-I-” Fives stammered as he held your hips in a bruising grip. His mind clouded while he chased his orgasm. He didn’t want to disappoint you. 

“Agh! I’m-nuh, I’m going to cum!” He sobbed as he held your hips even tighter, you leaned forward getting the last of that friction. 

“No!” Fives cried as he finally felt that knot release. 

His world whited out as he arched his back, his body spasming, trying to process the mind-blowing orgasm. 

He twitched violently as he released ropes deep into you, a deep monstrous wail ripping from his throat. 

You bent down biting Fives’ shoulder, your eyes rolling around in your head as you contracted around him. 

You came down from your highs, your chests were heaving deeply, you sat up on Fives’ lap, feeling his member softening inside you. 

When you saw his face, you got worried, he was crying. He looked up at you, he looked like a kicked pup. 

“I’m sorry, cyar’ika. I tried to hold it, but I-” He choked, 

“Oh baby.” You cooed at him as you pet his face, you wiped his tears away with the pad of your thumb. You leaned down and pressed your lips to his in a gentle kiss. 

Then you moved to his neck, your breath hot against his skin as you spoke, 

“You don’t need to be sorry for making me come with you, baby.” You purred as you pressed your lips to his neck. His gasp made you look up at him. 

“Really?” He said with hopeful eyes. 

“Oh yeah, it was good. Trust me, I wouldn’t lie to you.” You replied softly as you rubbed his face. You wanted him to know all of the things you liked, lying to him wouldn’t get you there. 

“Then you’re welcome?” Fives blushed, you laughed breathlessly, 

“Yes, thank you baby.” You said in a loving voice as you held his jaw and kissed him deeply. He groaned into your mouth and held your waist. 

When you pulled away, you rolled off of him. He got up and got the two of you a few towels. 

After you cleaned up, the towels were discarded in the laundry bin. Fives laid with you, smoothing his hand up your back as you faced each other. 

“Can we try something different next time?” Fives questioned, his voice was full of curiosity and excitement, you chuckled. 

“Almost anything you want.” You stated, Fives cocked a brow at you. 

“No backdoor play, not into that.” You clarified, Fives nodded understanding. 

“Understood. I can still spank you though, right?” He teased as he grabbed the flesh of your ass, you chuckled again. 

“Yes, that’s fine.” You purred. 

“No one will find out about us, right?” Fives asked, his voice becoming more serious. 

“That’s if we’re exclusive, if not. I understand.” He explained, you frowned at him.

“I’m not a one night stand type of woman. Of course we’re exclusive, you nerf herder.” You said to him, he smiled at you, that dopey, sweet grin he always had. 

“Glad to hear, cyar’ika.” Fives replied, you hummed and nuzzled into him. You sighed with content and let sleep claim your forms. 

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