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clone-whore-99 · 2 months

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*slides $900 In Monopoly money over*

Got any sub!Tech and Dom!femreader in the back?

Behave

Sub!Tech x Dom!F!Reader

Rating: 18+, this page is only for adults

Warnings: Dom/sub relationship, restraints, blindfolds, safewords, oral (M! Receiving), edging, teasing, orgasm denial, light slapping, biting, unprotected PiV, not proof or beta read cuz I wanted this up before Tech Tuesday ended LMK if I missed any (✿◡‿◡)

Authors Note: *pockets the money* your wish is my command. Okay, I wrote this really quick and I do hope it lives up to your expectations. I am mainly a sub myself, so it was a fun challenge to write this as a dom instead. Hope you like it!

If you like it, please do let me know by liking and commenting and maybe even reblogging, it would mean a lot to me 🥺👉👈

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The waiting. The anticipation. Never knowing when or where the next touch was going to come from. That was probably the worst part for Tech… And the most exciting.

Once again, Tech found himself completely naked and sprawled out on a bed. His hands were cuffed to the headboard above his head and his vision was obstructed by a blindfold.

This soldier was completely at your mercy.

Your hand barely caressed his cheek, but it was enough for a visible shiver to run down his body.

“Have you thought about what you did?” Your voice sounded like poisoned bristlemelon. Sweet, but deadly.

“Yes.” Tech replied, his voice restraining to hide his desperation. “And I deeply apologize.”

Not letting him off that easily, you lightly tucked at his restraints. A sign for him to continue talking.

Tech let out a shaky breath. For such a genius, he could be oblivious at times. But this time, he was certain about what he did wrong. “I am sorry for having interrupted you, my dear. I will do better next time.”

Good. He’s learning.

You got up and walked towards the other end of the bed, your finger lightly tracing his bare skin on the way. “We both know you won’t. But that’s why I am here. Safeword?”

Your hand was inching closer to where he wanted it the most, closer to the inside of his thigh, closer to the only part of him that wasn’t lying down.

“I won’t need it.” He was trying so hard to hide the desperation in his voice, but lost all composure when you pulled your hand away. With a desperate gasp, his hips shot up from the bed, looking for the much needed touch you denied him.

You lightly slapped his hip, making him lie flat on the bed again. “That��s not how this works, love. If you want me, I need to know it. Now, safeword?”

“Macrofuser.”

Of course that was his safeword. You smirked to yourself and the weight of the bed by Tech's feet shifted, as you finally settled in.

“Good boy,” You praised, with a kiss to his thigh as a reward. His stiff cock twitched in response, needy and already dripping with precum.

You had made sure he was all riled up, by the time you cuffed and blindfolded him. And you had made him wait for what probably felt like forever to him, every now and then making small sounds and touches to keep him aroused.

He had been good. Only begged to be touched once, when you used a loud toy near him, to pleasure yourself. He deserved a little treat.

With one hand on his thigh, inching slightly closer to his hard member, the tip of your fingers on the other hand brushed against his shaft.

This was enough for the clone to let out a loud moan, his hips bucking into the air.

“Easy now, soldier, you want this to last, don’t you?” You asked, your voice a mix of humor and danger.

“Ah yes, apologies.” Tech’s voice was barely louder than a whisper, all his energy and focus was spent on you and your touches.

Your fingers kept running up and down his shaft, not fully grasping and stroking it, but enough to keep him whimpering and needy. Your other hand abandoned his thigh to cup and massage his balls.

The small sounds he made was like music to your ears. You loved this. The genius who never shut up, completely at your mercy. All his thoughts had been replaced by you and his voice turned into an instrument that only you could play so beautifully.

It was hard for you to control your own need, when he was completely displayed like this and his body begging for yours.

Leaning over, you replaced your fingers with your tongue, placing it flat on the base and running it up the shaft, all the way to his head. You ran your tongue in circles around his tip, before completely engulfing him in your mouth.

It was impossible to fit all of him, without choking yourself. He was long and girthy, with a slight curve to it. Every time you sucked him off, it would turn into a sloppy mess - and this time was no exception.

A mixture of precum and spit was running down the part your mouth couldn’t reach, working as lube for your hand, which was now fully grasping and working his shaft.

It didn’t take long for Tech to lose what little control he had left, for his legs to do little kicks in an attempt to ground himself, for his hips to buck him deeper into your mouth to chase his high and for his whimpers to turn into full blown moans.

You let this go on for just a little bit longer, just long enough for his balls to tighten, for him to nearly cum - and then you pulled away.

Tech cried out in frustration, his legs and hips still moving in the hopes of creating enough friction to carry him the rest of the way. Though he felt his high slip away, like sand between fingers.

You waited a bit, watching to make sure he wasn’t actually in any real distress or discomfort. Once assured of this, you patted his thigh to calm him down, while clicking your tongue in tsk-tsk sound. “You know love, if you want to cum, you need to behave.”

“It was a natural reaction, I had little to no cont-”

The sound of skin hitting skin interrupted him, as your hand landed on his thigh in a slap - not enough to truly hurt him, but enough to leave a mark.

“No excuses,” You ordered.

With a defeated sigh, your genius apologized once more, keeping it short and direct. And with no explanations added to it.

“Better,” you praised, your hand caressing the skin that was just slapped. Then you pushed yourself further up the bed, climbing his slim frame and leaving a trail of licks, kisses and bite marks on your way.

With a last playful bite to his neck, you sighed contently. “Oh Tech, whatever shall I do with you? An exceptional man in every way, and yet you still don’t know how to follow orders.”

A smirk appeared across the soldiers lips, a rare but welcoming sight. “I suppose we just have to continue these lessons, until I do.”

“If I didn’t know better, I’d say you were enjoying this.” You chuckled, as you began lining yourself up with him.

Everytime his head just graced your lips, Tech gasped in anticipation, his whole body stiffened and shivered, waiting for the glorious feeling of being inside of you.

You lowered yourself onto him, throwing your head back in a moan of ecstasy. It didn’t matter how many times you’d experience this, he always stretched you perfectly and hit all the right spots. It was like the two of you were made for each other.

Tech always managed to hit that special spot, deep inside you, that made you see stars in no time.

As you began moving, finding the right rhythm and pace, the two of you moaned in harmony, creating music like no other.

Knowing that Tech wouldn’t last long after everything you’d put him through, you began rubbing rough circles on your own clit and teasing your own nipples, to hurry your own orgasm along the way.

Tech smiled knowingly, feeling your hand against his pelvis, he knew you were working to make the two of you orgasm at the same time. He was also, between moans, stuttering the components to different metals, trying to keep himself from cumming without your permission.

In any other situation, you would have punished him for this, but you were so close yourself, that you were willing to let it go. Especially since Tech was pushing his cock even further inside of you and making it twitch in the most delicious way.

You leaned over and left open mouthed kisses on his neck, before whispering in his ear: “Cum with me, my love.” An order you did not have to repeat.

Tech’s head was thrown back in ecstasy so hard, his blindfold flew off. The groan he let out vibrated through your body, as ropes of his seeds shot deep into you.

The feeling was overpowering for you too, making you bite down on his shoulder to keep yourself from getting too loud. Your hands dug into his skin and he was struggling against his restraints.

Wave after wave of pleasure shot through the both of you, a seemingly never ending high.

You collapsed on top of him, gasping for air, as his cock began going soft inside of you.

But your job wasn’t done yet.

Reaching up, you freed the soldier from his restraints and helped him put his goggles back on. You placed your hands on his cheeks, caressing them gently.

“How are you doing? You did so well, you were so good. Do you need anything? Water? Food?”

An exhausted chuckle escaped the genius' lips, as he wrapped his heavy arms around you, holding you against him.

“Just let me hold you for a while, okay?” He whispered against your head.

“If that's what you want,” You agreed, resting against him.

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littlelioncub43 · 11 months

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i'm so glad tech tuesdays are back!

thought: what if you caught kurt kunkle sneakily livestreaming sex with you, and you decided to let the viewers choose if he gets to cum or not?

Ooooh hohohohohohohohoooo 😈 yes

He's so gross. Let's fuck him.

He really thought he could get away with it. Like, honest to God. He didn't think you'd notice his laptop webcam light on, especially with the screen brightness all the way down. The moment you did a double take at the oddly angled laptop, Kurt knew he was fucked. And he meant literally fucked.

You stopped your bouncing the moment you saw the little green light, your head cocking to the side as you stare at the completely dark screen. Kurt is still under you, gasping and trembling (he was trembling the whole time but now you can tell it's for a whole new reason).

"W-wait—" he stutters and tries to sit up.

"Shut up," you spit and force him back down with a firm hand on his throat. He whimpers when his back hits the mattress, his cock throbbing from how tight your grip is on his neck.

You pay him no mind as you lean over and turn up the brightness. Lo and behold, it's streaming. Countless messages flooding the chat as you realize how long it's been streaming. Nearly 2 fucking hours.

"I'm didn't-I'm sorry," he whines, sounding close to tears. Again, you ignore him, instead opting to read a few messages to yourself. Your silence scares the shit out of Kurt but he couldn't help the way his cock seems to get even harder in his fear. He tries to speak again, but you tighten your grip on his throat, his breath now a gentle wheeze.

"I said shut up, Kurt," you look down at him now, anger pouring out of your eyes, noticing how Kurt tries to rut up into you on instinct. You glare down at him for a moment, thinking about what to do with him while you watch his face turn a soft shade of pink. With a smirk, you start grinding in slow circles on his cock, drawing a thin whine from the boy underneath you.

"You were being such a good boy, Kurt," you tsk at him with a disappointed frown, "I was going to let you cum inside me," he whines brokenly at that, his face crumpling, "but now I don't know if you deserve to cum at all."

"M'sorry! I-I — please! I'm so sor-sorry! Please!" He cries, his eyes watering even more.

"Do you think begging will help you?" You coo mockingly, bringing your lips to brush against his cheek, giving the sweaty skin soft kisses. "Poor, dumb, baby," you whisper before forcing him to look at you, letting him fill his lungs with air again, "it's not up to me whether you cum or not."

You force his face to the side to watch the chat, a constant stream of messages flood the screen.

Don't let him cum!

He doesn't deserve it!

Make him cry 😏

Edge him, it'll be soo hot!

Fuck him faster

You see his brown eyes get even bigger when he reads some of the chats. Kurt was already desperate for his release, he needed to finish or he might actually die. The tears that built up in his eyes finally spilled over with a soft sob.

"Oh n-no! Please! I wan-need it! Need to cu-cum, please!" He cries, his hands clawing at your hips that keep their tortuous pace, trying to speed you up. You giggle and turn him back to face you, your hips now bouncing quickly, blubbering apologies and whore-ish moans pouring from his open mouth.

"Play stupid games, win stupid prizes."

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ttzamara · 1 year

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Truth or Truth

(Tech x Reader (18+))

(Warnings: SMUT, Minors DNI, Sub!Tech x reader, P in V, unsafe sex (Wrap it before you tap it kids), oral, masturbation, tit fucking, slight choking, language, Alcohol consumption) !English is not my first language!

I take requests for the CW/TBB Boys! (:

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79's was full. With 3 battalions present who had just arrived or had recently returned, the bar was even more crowded than usual, but who could blame them?

The atmosphere was good, drunk regs getting more and more drunk, many regs dancing with the other guests, couples making out in front of the toilets and couples just waiting to leave this bar to throw themselves at each other.

It wasn't often that Clone force 99 was on Coruscant and even less that they liked to have fun around the Regs, but the Clone Bar was always the perfect place to have fun. Since Wrecker had begged for 17 standard days that we would go here and had even remarked that he would buy the first round, none of you had said no, of course. Who would say no to free drinks?

The boys and you had already drunk a lot. Hunter was about to pass out, but who could blame him, his senses were the most sensitive, but that didn't stop a pretty drunk Wrecker, a pretty tipsy Tech and a drunk Echo from teasing him and getting him even more drunk. Crosshair also teased him for a while, but after a while and a poke in the ribs from you, he turned away and started talking to you.

"We have never seen you in a dress before".

he said and sipped at his drink while pointing at your dark red dress.

"I've never really had a dress before, my little sister gave it to me for my birthday and since it's been hanging in my closet for a while I thought I should try it on."

you said and crossed your legs while looking over at the others.

"And the dress doesn't happen to be in our squad's red because of one of my brothers," he said with a teasing smirk, looking over at his brother before looking at you with a grin.

"First of all Cross, the dress is in the color because I got it after I joined you guys and the dress isn't for Tech either."

you said, noticing how Crosshair looked at his brother. Fortunately, the others were still involved in their own conversation and didn't notice what you were talking about.

"I never said I was talking about Tech."

he said, taking a sip of his drink while leaning back with a grin. Shit.

"Neither did I, but why don't you drink alcohol at all?"

Your poor attempt to change the topic of this conversation didn't go unnoticed by him and Crosshair, the little shit, was about to protest when Wrecker suddenly spoke up.

"We should play truth or dare!"

He said loudly and grinned at all of you. Echo groaned and looked annoyed at Wrecker and Tech didn't look too convinced either, Hunter looked at wrecker and nodded his head grinning. That boy was really drunk to the core.

"Truth or dare? I don't think is a good idea when we, especially hunter, are so drunk"

you said, looking at the long-haired sergeant who was glaring at you. The others Echo, Tech and also Crosshair nodded while Wrecker looked pouting at Hunter.

"Then truth or truth"

Wrecker said, and he and Hunter looked at you pleadingly. The others didn't seem so averse to the idea and looked at you too.

"We can play truth or truth, but on the marauder...I don't think it would go well here."

you said, pointing to the crowded area, which was getting more crowded the later it got.

The others agreed and finished the rest of their drinks before everyone got up and headed to 79's entrance to finally head out. The booth you were sitting in was occupied right after you got up, a bunch of wolfpack boys sliding directly into the seats and grinning at you.

The air outside the club was refreshing in contrast to the sweaty alcoholic air inside. Hunter put an arm around you with a grin and gave you a peck on the cheek.

"Glad you came along."

he slurred, looking at you happily. It's a wonder what alcohol does to people, but the guys deserve it after being off-world for the last 213 standard days.

The Marauder was cooler than usual after Echo left the door open so 'maybe the stench would go away a little' which of course it didn't.

After Tech turned on some lights and Crosshair got some leftover alcohol so you guys could still drink, everyone sat on the floor in a circle.

"Alright, I'll start. Echo how's it going with the Twi'Lek you once told us about?"

Said Wrecker and everyone looked at a blushing Echo who scratched his neck in embarrassment. Had he told you that?

"It's going quite well, she's unfortunately not on Coruscant at the moment but we keep in touch."

he said and smiled a little, she really seemed to be something special for him.

"Okay, uh, Hunter, where's the weirdest place you've had sex?"

Asked Echo and you looked at him slightly shocked, that was a pretty quick 180° turn and then from Echo? geez.

Hunter grinned and took a sip of his spotchka.

"Probably in the warehouse of the clinic"

"The clinic warehouse? That's not very clean, especially for the medical stuff."

Tech said and looked at his brother critically, of course he would think about it despite his drunken state. Typical

"Oh shush. but now that you mention it so nicely tech, one thing you're into when you're having sex."

the sergeant said with a grin and looked at his brother knowingly. Oh maker, what was he up to now?

Tech mumbled something under his breath. Hunter looked wide-eyed at his brother, shocked at what he had just heard.

"What did you say, Tech? I'm afraid we couldn't hear."

Crosshair said, smirking at him. The little shit knew exactly what his brother had said, a thing confessed one night under high alcohol influence, a thing that he would never forget.

Tech glared at his youngest brother and narrowed his eyes before sighing in annoyance.

"I said, I like overstimulation."

Hunter started to protest, but he didn't say what Tech had actually just said, knowing that it apparently made him uncomfortable.

"Wrecker, have you ever caught one of us doing something but never said you saw it?"

Tech said, grinning slightly at Crosshair, who was now looking at the genius with a firm look. Wrecker, however, didn't notice the somber exchange of glances and sat up straight.

"I once caught Crosshair having sex on Echo's bed."

The aforementioned brother spat out his spotchka and looked at the gray-haired sniper, who gave Wrecker a sour look.

"On my bed?! Why would u even do that?!?"

Echo asked, looking at his brother with a bitter look. There was so much he had already experienced because of Fives and now he was experiencing that again here?

Crosshair sighed in annoyance and looked to Echo.

"Calm down, I changed all the sheets afterwards."

You wondered if that was true? But it seemed to calm Echo down.

" It's my turn, (y/n) have you ever had a thing with one of the regs?"

Wrecker asked, looking at you curiously. The others also looked at you with interest.

You were constantly on the move within different battalions during your training as a combat medic. Mostly with the Foxtrot guys, but you also saw the Torent Company, the wolfpack and the Corrie Guard men.

"With one, yes."

You said and smiled ashamedly. The guys looked at you with open mouths, knowing that they didn't really like any of the Regs, it was a little awkward to tell them.

"Anyway, Crosshair have you ever been rejected by anyone?"

You asked and looked at him questioningly, he had a big ego and that was one of the questions that tugged at it. Too embarrassing that he would ever actually admit such a thing.

"No."

He said and a slight blush rose to his ears as he turned his gaze to his glass. Hunter chuckled and looked amused at his youngest brother, who then looked at him fiercely.

"(y/n) which of the regs did you sleep with?"

Crosshair fired at you, now looking at you with a smirk. Maker, you should have known he was going to ask you again and this time you couldn't even avoid the question.

"One of the Foxtrot boys from the 212th battalion."

Crosshair looked at you with raised eyebrows and leaned his head slightly to the side. You sighed

"Captain Gregor."

"Don't I know him."

Echo said and the others nodded in agreement, phew! Crosshair shook his head in disgust and filled his glass with another drink.

Gregor was a good friend, maybe a little more than a friend, but the others didn't need to know that and after he was killed on Abafar it wasn't something you liked to talk about anyway.

"Tech, what do you look for in partners?"

you asked the genius sitting to your right, noticing how he momentarily stiffened.

"Uhh, My partner should get along well with my brothers, be loyal, be helpful, be kind-hearted, be interested in what people around her are interested in, and preferably also be intelligent, so she usually understands what I'm saying. Especially since intelligence is quite attractive in general"

Answered the brown-haired man and the redness rose up his face. Crosshair looked at him for a moment before his eyes widened briefly and looked over at you.

Tech looked up at you briefly and smiled nervously at you. Cute how he talked about this topic and he was right with the statement. Intelligence is sexy.

The evening continued with some embarrassing but also funny questions and at a certain point you leaned your head slightly against Tech's shoulder.

Tech briefly looked down at you to see if you were still awake or already asleep, but you seemed wide awake. A slight red glow on your cheeks from the alcohol and slightly smeared make-up around your eyes from all the laughing, but you were as beautiful as ever.

The brown-haired man put his left hand lightly on your thigh, just above the knee, so as not to cross a line that would make you uncomfortable in any way.

You clutched his arm lightly with your right arm and looked up at him for a moment, only to see that he was already staring at you.

But you didn't think anything of it, too carried away by the alcohol that you only grinned at him and then continued to focus on the game.

"Tech, when was the last time you masturbated?"

Hunter asked, even drunker than he was earlier in the club, but clearly more awake.

"Twenty-three standard days ago."

He said matter-of-factly and looked up.

"Twenty-three days ago? That long?"

Wrecker said shocked and you giggled at his astonishment, it seemed the rest of them were really a bunch of rabbit's that couldn't go long without sexual interaction.

"Yes, Twenty-three standard days. masturbation does have some health benefits like boosting your immune system by increasing cortisol, lifting your mood by releasing dopamine and oxytocin, and also helping you fall asleep by releasing serotonin, prolactin and also oxytocin to the brain. Nevertheless, I do not see it as an importance.

He said and then took a sip of his drink, While the others just looked at him stupidly.

"Sleep, one of the things you might want to consider sometime when we're on missions."

you said, lifting your head from his shoulder to look at him urgently. He just shook his head and looked at echo.

"Echo, have you ever used your scomp-link for anything else?"

Tech now asked, looking knowingly at a blushing Echo. Echo looked sheepishly at the ceiling of the ship and the other guys burst out laughing.

You, too, couldn't help but smile in amusement. Tech rolled his eyes mockingly, but relaxed again when he noticed how you unconsciously began to draw shapes on the back of his hand with your fingers.

Echo cleared his throat and looked apologetically at Tech, knowing that he was the one who always cleaned and repaired his scomp-link. Echo looked from you to Tech and spoke:

"(y/n) what is your favorite sex position?"

Your unconscious movement stopped briefly but started again after a few seconds.

"Mhh, I would say cowgirl?"

Tech inwardly choked on his breath. Cowgirl?

Oh maker, the thought of what you would look like riding him suddenly entered his head.

How he would hold your hips while you would slowly move up and down, how you would look into his eyes, with those beautiful (e/c) eyes. He loved your eyes so much, so much that he could drown in them for hours.

He loved so much how your eyes gleam with interest while you listen to him, how they glare at him when he hasn't closed his eyes all night. How they would stare at him worriedly when he was somehow injured during a fight. Oh those eyes

He inwardly insulted himself as he felt a familiar warmth move down his spine. But the thought of you dropping your head back and pinching your eyes shut as you moan his name never left his mind.

He glanced briefly over at Hunter, curious if he had noticed any of his brother's arousal, but the long-haired sergeant was far too drunk and too busy to nod of on his brothers shoulder to realize anything.

He straightened up slightly and crossed his legs to hide his hard-on, afterwards he looked down at you sitting there and leaning against him, enjoying yourself with his brothers.

Tech was the last to really befriend you, too jealous of the new intelligent member who was getting all the attention from his brothers. But after a while you started hanging out with him and asked him questions, but what surprised him more was that you were actually listening.

A loud yawn interrupted the conversation and wrecker looked at the clock next to the fresher door. 04:37am

"That was a great evening, good night".

Wrecker stood up and looked at all of us, only then noticing how hunter was asleep hanging on Crosshair's shoulder. Sighing he stepped over one of the glasses to pick up the sleeping sergeant and carry him to his bunk.

"Well then I'll say goodbye for today too, I have to check in with the clinic again tomorrow or today whatever, so we can restock for the next mission."

you said and slowly stood up while leaning on Tech's shoulder. Tech held your leg momentarily as you stumbled slightly and you gave him a grateful smile.

After you went to the bunks, the other two stood up as well.

"Aren't you going to bed Tech?"

Echo asked, looking at his brother questioningly, but he remained sitting on the floor with his legs crossed and picked up his datapad.

"No, not yet, I wanted to do some calcuations."

He said and turned his attention to the device. Echo sighed, but then walked wearily to the back of the ship. Crosshair looked at his older brother with a grin.

"And you don't stay seated because a random word earlier took you completely out of the world?"

Crosshair asked mockingly, pointing at Tech's crossed legs with a grin. Tech looked up at his brother with red cheeks.

"Nothing threw me out of the world."

He said stubbornly and looked Crosshair firmly in the eye. Said brother chuckled teasingly and leaned against the wall.

"Oh yeah, sorry, you didn't stare at her for a good 10 minutes while getting a boner and then crossed your legs even though we both know you hate sitting like that."

he said, taking his toothpick out of his mouth to flick it at him. Tech sneered and looked annoyed at his brother.

"Oh, before I forget, she loves giving head!"

Crosshair said, grinning and looking at his brother who grunted and clenched his eyes tightly shut.

"Copaani mirshmure'cye, osi'kovid? Usen'ye!!!" (Are you looking for a smack in the face, shithead? Go away!!!)

Tech said and looked sourly at the silver-haired sniper, who just laughed and joined the others in bed.

After Crosshair left, Tech went to the cockpit. Why would he even say that when he knows how Tech felt about you, of course he was aware that his arousal amused the sniper, but c'mon.

Tech closed the cockpit door and sat down in the pilot's chair, but the calculations he wanted to make didn't make any sense in his head.

All the attention that had once been focused on his datapad was now on his brother's words. 'she loves giving head' 'she loves giving head' 'she loves giving head' MAKER!

He put his datapad on his thigh and squeezed his eyes shut, hoping he could focus again. But all he could think of were those words.

He sighed in defeat, but it had been Twenty-three days since he had been able to relax for the last time. Too busy with his projects, too busy with the last mission and more importantly, too little privacy. The chance that he would be caught was too high, but now that everyone was pretty drunk he was sure that all of you would be fast asleep.

He closed his eyes and leaned further back in the chair before taking his goggles off his head and rubbing his hands over his eyes. The cockpit was pitch black, he almost couldn't even see his own hand, because apart from the small blinking light from his glasses, not a single light was on in the ship or even in the hangar.

He was not the biggest fan of alcohol, but he enjoyed the peaceful time with you and his brothers even more, especially with you. The dress you wore looked stunning.

And when you leaned against him during the game he could have sworn that his heart was about to jump out of his chest. The places where you touched felt cold and he longed for your touch.

The way you kept looking up at him during the game made him crazy, He always knew your eyes were beautiful, But the difference between knowing it and seeing them in person is the difference between dreaming of flying and flight.

Tech's thoughts stopped at your eyes. And there were those words again, once dispelled but they reappeared and he couldn't even complain about it. 'She loves giving head'

His eyes were still closed, too deep in his dreams and instead of resurfacing he let himself fall.

His right hand slid slowly to his pants and he slid with little pressure over the bulge that pressed firmly against the fabric of his blacks. A soft grunt fell over his lips before he sighed softly.

He slid his hand under the fabric of his blacks and ran his finger over the wet tip of his cock to spread the precum slightly. He took his hand off his pants to spit on it and with his other hand pulled the pants down to the end of his shaft.

The cold air sent goose bumps over his body, but he couldn't care less. He began to stroke his cock up and down with his right hand, the saliva smoothing the movement. A satisfied grunt left his mouth and his eyes closed tighter.

He imagined you sitting on your knees in front of him, looking at him with sparkling eyes as you stroked his cock with firm movements and gave him one of your breathtaking smiles. A breathy moan escaped his lips, louder than before, and his hips began to move in rhythm with his hand.

Tech saw you lick his cock from base to tip before you took his tip in your mouth and started sucking lightly. His hand moved faster and he began to moan softly, his other hand slid lightly over his nipples and an electric shock traveled down his back, eliciting a louder moan.

"Shit!"

he whimpered and his left hand went down to his balls to play lightly with them. A loud moan escaped his lips and his back arched against the seat.

His movements became faster and faster, Tech imagined you saying his name and taking his cock deeper into your mouth, your hands slowly moving up his thighs until you could start fondling his balls with one hand and start following the movements of your mouth with the other.

"Oh god, please"

His breathing became more frantic and he felt so close, the band in his stomach tightened more and more his leg started to wobble up and down, causing the datapad to fall off his leg and hit the floor with a loud thud.

His hands became faster, more irregular and he had to pull himself together to keep his moans as quiet as possible. His whimpering came uncontrollably and his head fell back with a gasp.

"Oh god (y/n) please, fuck."

His rhythm faltered and stopped, only hearing the squelshing sound of his hand moving and the knot pulled tight, tighter tighter tighter and he prepared to let go. His hand passed over his nipples again and he was read-.

"Tech?"

You asked, knocking on the cockpit door. Tech, startled, dropped his hand from his cock and whimpered, he was so close. Shit

He quickly put his cock back into his pants and cleared his throat, the pulsing sensation against the fabric of his pants was almost painful. He picked up the datapad and took it firmly in his hand

"Mhh?"

He said quietly through the cockpit door and with a whoosh the door opened. You stepped in through the door and squinted your eyes slightly to make him out in the darkness.

"Are you okay? I just heard a loud thud when I came out of the Feesher."

You asked, walking slowly in his direction, careful not to trip over anything.

Tech slowly turned around to you and saw the shirt you were wearing, were you just wearing the shirt? The twitch of his cock in his pants pulled him out of his thoughts, he carefully leaned the datapad over his pelvis.

"Yes everything is okay, I just accidentally dropped the datapad".

He answered your question and you leaned skeptically against the co-pilot seat. It was still dark, but your eyes had adjusted enough to the darkness to see that his cheeks were flushed and his breathing was relatively quick.

"Okay, I can't really sleep, wrecker's snoring is incredibly loud... it's a wonder the others can sleep at all, but with the amount they've all been drinking it's not that unlikely."

you said and carefully took his goggles from the seat and put them on the seat behind the pilot seat before sliding into the seat next to him.

Tech was silent, his erection pressed firmly against the fabric of his pants and his leg began to wiggle up and down again.

For a while it was just silent and Tech didn't even have a clue what he was doing, he had been staring at the same page for a good 10 minutes and the light from the device falling on his face disturbed him somehow.

"Tech"

you said softly and Tech flinched, the memory of his earlier imagination almost making him grunt. He turned slightly in your direction and looked at you, you were sitting on the chair with your head leaning back and your gaze fixed on the hangar.

He indicated with his hand that you had his attention, watching you blink rapidly and chew lightly on your lip before clearing your throat.

"You said my name earlier."

The brown haired man looked at you in panic, his hands started to sweat and the datapad in his hand was about to fall out of his hand again until you took it out of his hand.

"It doesn't bother me, you know?"

you said and leaned out a bit to look at him with a piercing gaze. Tech's mouth dropped open, did you really just say that?

"What were you thinking about?"

He had never heard you speak so boldly before, and only now did he notice that you had a clear view of his bulge. He had noticed in a panic that the datapad you had taken away from him was the only thing covering his cock.

He cleared his throat and looked at you sheepishly.

"I- Uh. Well after you asked what your favorite sex position was earlier I couldn't think of anything else and Crosshair said something earlier too and since then I couldn't get it out of my head and then- well yeah."

"What were you thinking about?"

you said again and Tech realized that you really wanted to know what he was thinking about while he was moaning your name.

"I imagined you kneeling in front of me."

he said softly and scratched his neck while watching you. But you showed no reaction, he was afraid he had crossed a line and just as you started to get up he started to apologize, but you moved in front of him.

Your knees touched his and Tech fell silent. He looked up at you nervously waiting for something, anything, a twitch of your eyes but nothing.

Until you suddenly started to grin.

The brown-haired man leaned his head to the side and looked at you in confusion. His eyes widened when he saw you kneeling in front of him.

"Wha-"

"Like this?"

You asked with a slight smile, oh god that smile. Tech shuddered in his seat and nodded speechlessly.

"And then what?"

"You started jerking me off."

He said and his leg bobbed up and down nervously. He watched as you ran your hands up his thighs and looked at him questioningly, after he nodded you carefully tugged down his blacks.

His cock stood up proudly and slapped lightly against his abdomen. Tech grunted slightly as you brought your hand lightly to his shaft. His cock was nice, a little longer than average but not too long, a little wider but not too thick.

You spit lightly into your hand and began stroking it slowly up and down. Tech grunted in satisfaction and looked at you with a hooded gaze.

"Please faster!"

He begged you and bucked his hips forward slightly. You giggled slightly and quickened your movements, a breathy moan slipping over his lips.

Your touch felt so incredibly intense. It triggered a much stronger feeling than he could ever create himself. Because after only a few minutes he was again so close to his release.

"I want to come, I want to come please?".

The brown haired man didn't know why he even asked, but his back arched strongly away from the seat and he felt like his back was about to break. His head pressed tightly against the back of the seat and his eyes squinted tightly shut.

Your movements became faster and one of your hands began to play firmly with his balls. A high-pitched moan came deep from his throat and he began to moan uncontrollably. He muttered broken words under his breath and he gasped.

Your hands didn't break their rhythm and Tech could feel the knot tighten tighter than ever.

"Look at me Tech."

He looked down at you hesitantly his eyes fell shut and you lightly slapped one of his balls, tech whimpered before opening his eyes and looking at you.

"Cum for me Pretty boy"

The compliment and the way you said those words shot him right over the edge. Small breathy moans fell over his lips as his cum shot onto your hand and also onto his Shirt.

But your movements didn't stop and Tech twitched back and forth from the overstimulation and one of his hands tried to push your hand away from him. He heard a soft click and looked down at you again, still overwhelmed by the persistent movements.

In one of your hands were his stun-cuffs and he grunted in shock as you suddenly tied his hands tightly behind the chair.

"What are you doing?"

he asked, groaning again as you took your hand off him to lick his cum off your hand. He dropped his head back from the sight momentarily and groaned before looking at you again questioningly.

The brown haired man watched as you pulled your shirt over your head, you had no bra on, the look was divine. How you knelt in front of him in just your panties and looked at him with a smile.

"Ready for more?"

You asked softly and he nodded frantically which made you giggle. His cock was still hard and he twitched in anticipation of what was about to come.

You leaned forward slightly, your hair sliding in your face slightly, and licked a strip from his base up to the tip of his cock, tech shivering as you licked at his sensitive cock.

"How are the cuffs?"

You asked, looking at him with a gentle gaze. He jiggled them slightly and then looked down at you with a smile,

"They fit well, not too tight but not loose enough that I could free myself in any way. I must still say that I have a large desire to touch you".

he remarked and your hand closed around his cock. As long as he could talk normally the job wasn't finished, just the way he raised his eyebrow and looked at you with a lecturing look.

"If you look at it that way Tech, I'm touching you because my hand is currently around your cock".

blood shot up the brown haired man's cheeks and he looked at you sheepishly.

"I don't mean your touch in general. I mean me touching you- Ohhhh"

He groaned as you put his cock in your mouth. Definitely a way to shut him up.

Your mouth felt so warm, so wet and so soft... if that's what your mouth felt like, then how would you feel?

You began to take him deeper into your mouth until the tip of his mouth touched your throat, his hips bucked forward slightly causing you to gag. Tech apologized with a moan, but you didn't let him stop you and started moving your mouth up and down with a steady rhythm.

One of your hands pressed Tech's hips against the seat and he whimpered at the loss of movement. Your other hand began to jerk him off with the rhythm of your mouth and the brown-haired man's moans grew louder.

"You are so good, fuck more please".

he moaned and let his head fall back gasping, he was embaressed that he was so close again after such a short time, but your mouth was heavenly

Tech started to protest when you suddenly took your mouth off his shaft. But he fell silent as you changed your sitting position, sat upright on your knees so that your breasts were level with his pelvis and slid between his legs closer to him.

You let a drop of spit fall between your breasts and took tech his cock closer to you to stick it between your breasts. Tech growled at the feeling of your soft breasts around his cock.

"Come on pretty boy, fuck my tits".

Your voice was a little lower than usual and he could see your dilated pupils. The sight of you and his cock between your breasts was a sight for sore eyes.

The brown-haired man started to move his hips in a thrusting rhythm and his arms flexed behind the chair. Maker

Your hands pressed your breasts tightly together as Tech moved freely up and down, the tip of his cock touching your chin again and again, which is why after a short while you stuck your tongue out and licked the tip lightly.

Tech twitched as his release came closer and closer, he had never heard himself verbally like that before, but you felt so good in every way. He groaned as his rhythm got out of control and he began to thrust frantically up and down.

The heat tightened in his belly and the rope began to knot tightly, but just when he thought he could come, all stimulation was suddenly gone and he whimpered as he arched against the chair.

"No, no, no whyyyyyy?"

he asked whimpering and bucked his hips urgently in the air to get any kind of stimulation. You struck a warning blow on his thigh and he groaned.

"Aren't you going to ask if you can come now? That's not nice tech, only bad boys do that."

you said and stood up to take his chin in your hand. Tech swallowed nervously and looked pleadingly into your eyes.

"I can be a good boy, please."

he pleaded and tears began to form in his eyes as a result of the denied orgasm. You smiled proudly at him and brushed a loose strand of hair from his face.

"Please what?"

you asked mockingly, looking at him playful. But Tech didn't seem to catch your playful gaze and squeezed out a rough "Please ma'am."

"Can you also be good enough for me and come together with me? Can you be a good boy?"

you asked him and he nodded with a groan.

You threw your legs over his and sat down on the brown-haired man's lap. Your hand pulled his face down to you and you looked into his eyes.

His golden eyes were almost black, but they still radiated as much comfort as usual, his gaze softened to admiration as he stared at you. His gaze lowered to your lips

He was so incredibly handsome, you stroked his cheekbones and pulled him closer to you. Your lips were only a few centimeters apart, tech leaned forward and pressed his lips to yours.

His lips were soft and unlike the situation you were in, the kiss was slow, romantic, emotional and a strong feeling of happiness exploded in your stomach.

Your hands went under his shirt and you pulled it up slightly, but the handcuffs prevented you from taking off his last piece of clothing.

Tech giggled against your lips and you parted your lips from his, grinning. You leaned back past his waist to undo the cuffs and freed his hands. Tech rubbed his hands briefly, the red imprints of the handcuffs coming from all the pulling.

"You okay?"

you asked, looking at his joints to check for any permanent injuries. But Tech pulled his hands out of your grip and pulled his shirt over his head before placing his hands on your hips.

"I'm more than okay."

He said breathlessly, grinning as you relaxed despite his almost painful erection. But that didn't stop him from kissing you again, your tongue slipping into his mouth and fighting victoriously against his. He parted with a light sigh and looked at you sweetly.

You grinned at him before taking his cock in your hand, tugging your panties to the side and rubbing it against your wet entrance, Tech moaned and it got louder as you slowly inserted his cock.

"Shit, you feel so good Ma'am".

He said and dropped his head against the back of the seat, his hands tightening around your hips and he had to pull himself together not to come right away.

Your lips found his neck and pressed soft kisses against his throat, after a few kisses you slowly began to playfully nip and suck his neck. Knowing that you were leaving Marks turned him on even more than he already was and he slowly started grinding your hips against him.

The sensation made him growl and your facade dropped momentarily as a soft moan came from your mouth. Tech was sure he could hear that sound for the rest of his life without getting tired of it. Maker

You straightened up and slowly began to ride him, his grip on your hips loosened and one of his hands went down to your butt with a smack. His head straightened up and his lips enclosed one of your nipples to lick and suck on it. Tech moaned as your hands pulled on the hair at the nape of his neck and bit nekishly into the flesh above your nipple.

Your pace quickened and your lips found his again in a teeth-clashing, tongue-dancing kiss.

Tech started moaning uncontrollably with your movements and he moaned so loud that you thought the whole hangar could hear him.

"You have to be quiet for me Cyar'ika, or I have to get you to be more quiet,"

you said and the genius groaned at the term of endearment. But your warning seemed either not to interest him or just not possible for him.

Your hand found his throat and you pressed lightly against his airway. Tech looked at you with a hooded gaze before dropping his head back against the backrest and groaning breathlessly as he squeezed his eyes shut.

The fire in his belly was so close to exploding, he couldn't suppress his moan, and the new sensation of the encapsulation of his airway tightened the knot a bit more.

His hips began to thrust against your rhythm and his eyes rolled back into his skull. His moans began to break and scattered tears ran from his eyes, his breath was quite erratic and his normally neat hair strands stuck sporadically to his face.

"I can't, I need to cum please, Too much please, Shit"

he slurred and moaned loudly as you clenched around him. The sweat made you shine so extraordinarily erotic, he grunted harshly.

"Come for me ner karta"

you said softly and moved your fingers down to your clit to circle it tightly. You moaned Techs name desperately and that was all Tech needed to explode.

A way too loud moan of your name left his mouth and he arched away from the chair so hard you could hear it crack. He began to tremble and his breathing quickened frantically, too overstimulated to even notice that you came right after him.

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After the blackness disappeared from his eyes he looked around, you were no longer on him, nor beside him. Had he dreamed that?

A slight whoosh pulled him out of his daze and he saw you come into the cockpit with a glass, you already had your shirt on and were slowly walking towards tech.

"Hello love, are you okay? You were completely gone for a few minutes."

You said, looking at him with concern before putting the water glass in his hand.

"I've never been better"

he slurred tiredly and looked at you with an loving grin. You looked at him with a smile and stroked his hair out of his face.

You helped him get dressed, at least his greys, and then quietly helped him go to the back of the ship where the others were still snoring quietly or in wreckers case loudly.

"Sleep with me"

he whispered softly and pulled you to him by the hips. You put your arms around his neck and placed a soft kiss on his lips.

"You need a real night of sleep Cyar'ika and not just for a few hours".

you whispered and looked at him urgently

"I can sleep well when you are with me, please."

He whispered pleadingly and looked at you with wide eyes you sighed and nodded in agreement. But instead of following him to his bed you pulled him to yours. His bed was full of small stuff from his experiments and you certainly didn't want to sleep on it.

You lay down in the bed and Tech sat on the edge of your bed for a moment. His eyebrows drew together momentarily as he looked at Crosshair, no he had imagined that, he was asleep.

He turned over with a soft sigh and lay down with you, his arms hugging your hips and his head finding a place on your breasts.

"Sleep well ner sarad"

he whispered softly, you pressed him closer to you and noticed after a few minutes that he was fast asleep.

He looked so peaceful, he really needed the sleep and you could see it on his face. His wrinkles completely relaxed and non-existent, his breath calm and quiet, some drool ran out of the left corner of his mouth and you grinned slightly.

You sigh and close your eyes, you couldn't have asked for anything better. It may have been a bit much, but in the future it would go right.

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"Try to be louder next time, maybe all of Couscant will hear you".

said a harshly amused voice across from your bed.

"Not all of Coruscant, but the whole system."

said an annoyed voice below you.

You looked in shock at the silver haired sniper lying across your bed looking at you in amusement, he looked at you with wide eyes and imitated Tech with a playful moan.

Scattered mocking moans came from Crosshair and the boy under your bed and tech began to move slightly.

"Crosshair shut up and sleep and echo, I expect this from Crosshair and wrecker, maybe from hunter but not from you. You rat"

you whispered urgently and gave crosshair a fierce look, both of them started snickering.

"All of you shut the fuck up and sleep, this howling has kept me awake long enough."

Said the firm voice of an already Hungover Hunter. Oops

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agios-rio · 3 months

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(found on reddit)

Gods give me strength to not buy the materials to rebuild that. I don't need it, I wouldn't even know what to do with this but MAN I'd feel like I'm on the OG Enterprise and I WANT IT

#i know none of the computers on the show originally had any text but let's ignore that for a second #tech stuff #cyberdeck #(that's what the sub was called i have no idea if it's accurate for this particular pc don't come for me plz)#star trek tos #the original series #rio.png #atompunk

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aquabuggy · 1 year

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Submitted by @furby-junkie!

I had wondered for a while if aquacore telephones were a thing, but couldn't find any until I accidentally found images of some. They're not quite how I imagined them to be, but I'm still happy they exist. The images are from a website belonging to Chung Shing Electronic Products Limited.

A description for the company's official profile on a website claims they are responsible for "researching, producing and handling all kinds of telecommunication products". They seem to have been very focused on selling wired telephones though.

Panatel appears to have been another name they have gone by or a brand owned by them. I don't know for sure. I just thought it was odd that the website with the company profile has the Panatel logo.

#delightfully bizarre #just how I like it!#one of my favorite sub genres of aqua has got to be companies just shoving aqua into their products wherever they can #aqua #aquacore #non-toy aqua #tech aqua #submissions #colored text

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littlelioncub43 · 2 years

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Den constantly wanting you to sit on his face

Oh you absolutely know he's aching for it on the daily.

A/N: I felt a little out of practice writing this! Which was odd! But fun to notice, so this Tech Tuesday, perhaps I'll focus on getting back in the swing of writing Dennis

Dennis was supposed to be asleep by now. He was freshly showered, his teeth brushed, his favorite pajamas on, all tucked in and ready to nod off— then you came out of the shower. Only in a fluffy white towel, a very sexy white towel, might he add.

The smile you gave him as you passed by him to the dresser had his insides churning. Now, he was hungry. You don't quite know how it happened, but the towel was long forgotten on the floor and you were seated in Dennis's lap. He devoured your lips, taking as much from you as he possibly could, his tongue playing with yours sinfully.

"Sit on my face," he moaned, his eyes hazy with lust, firm hands gripping the flesh of your ass to pull you up his body greedily. "Fuck, need you to sit on my face."

The last sentence was more of a whimper, his voice hushed and needier than before. You giggle and fight against him, making him huff with desperation. A pleading look from the man underneath you has you petting his face gently.

"You want me to sit on your face, Den?" You repeat his words, noticing how his cheeks turn a light shade of pink. He nods eagerly despite his embarrassment. He knew he was being needy and whiny, but he just couldn't help himself.

"Yes, god, yes," he gasps, feeling more confident with his words than he has in a while, "makes me so hard just thinking about it," he pushes his hips into you, letting you feel the hardness of his cock against your core, "s-see?"

You moan happily at his words, your body grinding down against his naturally, pulling a shaky moan of your name from Dennis. Before you could keep rocking against him, he pulls at your thighs again.

"Please, wanna taste, y'have such a yummy pussy," he licks his lips to prove his point, his mouth was watering at the memory of your sweet cunt. The way he purred his words and licked his lips was enough for you to start crawling up his body, but Dennis was one step ahead of you.

"Ah!" You squeak in surprise when he lifts you up and over his face swiftly. A giggle bubbles in your throat when you both share an excited smile. You settle in while Dennis gives your thighs sloppy, wet kisses.

"Fuck yes," he moans as he breathes in the sweet musk of your arousal, his cock painfully hard in his boxers but he pays it no mind.

"Dennis," you sigh throatily when you feel his lips press a sweet kiss to your clit, wasting no time to dive in with an open and hungry mouth. Your hand grips the headboard to steady yourself when his tongue suddenly glides through your petals, tasting as much of your cunt as possible. "Fuck!"

"God, how do you taste so fucking sweet? Always so sweet," he whines as he gazes lovingly as you pussy, his hands stroking the meat of your thighs before suddenly pulling you down on his face, immediately setting a harsh pace with his mouth. Dennis groans deeply at the taste of you, his eyes fluttering when you relax down on top of him, the weight of you on his jaw has his cock throbbing with desperation.

This was exactly what he wanted: you on top of him, your cunt on his mouth, leaking on his tongue while you fucked his face.

Sweet moans of his name and curses pour from your lips as you begin to match his pace with the help of his large hands. A fumbling hand grips the longer strands of Dennis's hair underneath you when you felt his thick tongue slither into your pussy, pulling him deeper and deeper into you. The sting at his scalp paired with the rough rocking of your hips has him thrusting into nothing, chasing the promise of his own end.

"F-Fuck! Dennis!" You toss your head back, half laughing and half moaning. You knew he was humping the air; his hands gripped a little tighter and his breathing was stuttering more frequently. A whimper of his name that was weaker than the others and the fluttering of your cunt around his tongue told him that you were close.

Dennis couldn't help the constant stream of whimpers and moans that vibrated against your cunt. Each one pushed you closer and closer to the edge, just what he wanted. You rocked against him faster and faster, his hips matching yours in perfect time, his cock twitching uncontrollably as you rode his face desperately. He quickly pushes down his boxers and pulls up his shirt, he didn't want to ruin another pair of pajamas. His bruising grip returns to your flesh, working you even faster on his face.

A particular bump of his nose against your clit is all it takes to send you head first into your high. Dennis listens to the way your breathing stutters, the fluttering cry of his name, then the slick sounds of your cum flooding his mouth and sliding down his throat.

This was exactly when he needed.

You listen as Dennis's own moans mix with yours as he follows you into his orgasm, coating his exposed tummy with his hot seed. You glance down to find his eyes shut tight as he keeps you planted firmly on his tongue. The aftershocks shake you both, but with one last tongue-filled kiss, he releases you with a gasp.

"Jesus Christ," he sighs with a happy smile, his tongue chasing the droplets of your release on his swollen lips. You giggle breathlessly down at him and flop on to your side of the bed while Dennis cleans himself, your legs were truly jelly. Almost immediately, Dennis rolls over to cuddle you, pulling you into him to kiss you sweetly.

"You did such a good job, Den," you mumble against his plump lips. His face turns pink at your praise, still your shy, sweetheart of a boyfriend even after all this time. He mumbles a tired and timid 'thank you.' You smooth out his hair that you tugged on and gave him one last kiss. "You need to go to sleep, Mister. You got work in the morning."

Dennis yawned and nodded in agreement, settling in next to you as you got under the covers, not bothering to put anything on. You let him wrap himself around you, his chest against your back as he draped himself over you.

"Goodnight," he whispered in your hair.

"Goodnight, Den" you answered sleepily.

"I love you."

"I love you too." And sometimes Dennis couldn't believe it.

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lord-squiggletits · 10 months

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I think one of my least favorite takes on Optimus annexing Earth is the surprisingly common opinion "he should've just left Earth alone and minded his own business because they didn't ask for help," not because it doesn't have truth in it but because it's a massive oversimplification of the whole situation and seems to pretend that Optimus annexing Earth was just completely stupid and had no reasoning whatsoever.

Like, it just bothers me when people talk about it as if Optimus leaving Earth alone would've been the not-bad-guy thing to do despite the fact that the Decepticons were literally about to try colonizing Earth again under the command of a guy who was literally from the Golden Age generation that made colonizing and genociding organics popular, Galvatron. I mean Galvatron was literally there saying "so when are we going to kill these fleshlings" and even being a Functionist asshole to Soundwave's cassettes. The last time the Decepticons invaded Earth in All Hail Megatron they killed literally a billion human beings. Are there seriously people in this fandom that are out there believing with their whole ass that "Optimus should've just ignored the openly genocidal Decepticons returning to a place they had already tried to colonize just a few years ago because it's none of his business and the humans can handle themselves" like what.

#squiggposting #and this isn't even getting into the fact that like there was that one titan buried under earth's surface #or the enigma of combination being there #are we not going to talk about how bad of an idea it is for cybertronian technology to just be left in the hands of other civilizations #with no supervision or input from cybertron whatsoever #there was an entire fucking tyrest accord made specifically to ban cybertronians from sharing their tech with other races #which megatron broke btw when he spread mind controlling guns across earth specifically to cause chaos #like i'm not saying that the sentiment of 'they didn't ask for help to be forced upon them' isn't valid #but i feel like saying 'lol optimus should've just not gotten involved' is incredibly naive at best and stupid at worst #ppl will be like 'noooo idw op is evil because he annexed earth he's not a real OP he's shittily written'#bro optimus was following one of his most core personality traits which is trying to protect innocent lives #from the imperialistic factions of his own species. the fuck do you people mean that idw op sucks #is it bc one of his positive character traits was turned into a double edged sword that also makes him flawed and make mistakes #and you just wanted OP to be your unproblematic g1 daddy who never does anything wrong?#i need to do a reread of barber's side of phase 2 to cement my opinion and remember the exact sequence of events #but mfs act as if optimus doing that had no reasons behind it whatsoever and as if he had any good choices in that scenario #(then there is the sub faction of idw op haters who kiss idw megs' ass simultaneously but that's a rant for another day lol)#mostly what gets me isn't the fact that people don't like optimus' decision #but the fact that so many ppl completely disregard and refuse to consider the context around that decision #and they just go 'oh he just sucks' as if that's the end of the story lol

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hyperesthesias · 1 year

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I think the Tech/Phee romantic pairing is weird and it feels very forced. HOWEVER they would make amazing friends, and would be hilarious as a treasure hunting duo. But as a romantic pairing?? I just can't picture it. It feels very out of place.

#star wars #tbb #tbb tech #sw tbb #tbb spoilers #tbb phee #clone trooper tech #why does everything have to have some kind of romance sub plot #spoilers

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