Vacation
Plot: Your leave was cancelled, so Hawk improvises.
Warnings: suggestive material at the end
Word Count: 1717
Author’s Note: Thanks to the Discord for the help with this, both with Hawk’s concept appearance (@fakegingerr and @diviluscorner) and for divilu for the character – this one has been a long time coming.
“Hawk!” you yelled from under the ship. “What did you do to my baby?”
“Your baby? It’s my ship!” he laughed.
“Not if you’re not taking care of her!”
He scooted under with you. “What did you find?”
“The reason the landing gear jammed.” You held up your gloved hands and played with the substance between your fingers, a disgusted look on your face. “I don’t know what it is, but it’s sticky, gritty, and all kinds of nasty.”
Hawk scrunched up his nose. “Gross.”
“Yeah, you’re telling me. It doesn’t smell like gear grease, so it had to come from the last mission.”
“What does it smell like?”
You held your fingers over to him and he sniffed, then his whole face contorted at the rancid smell. “Oh, is that where that smell is coming from? I thought something crawled in and died in this hangar bay.”
“Precisely why I don’t favor the idea of finding out what this is. I just want it gone.” You pulled your hand back and wiped it on a towel. He gave the towel a disgusted look and you laughed. “Oh, don’t worry. It’s the most threadbare towel I have. I’ll burn it and space the ashes once I’m done.”
Hawk laughed and you smiled as you watched him. You had it for him. You had it pretty good. Or pretty bad, it was hard to tell anymore. It probably started because he was the one you spent the most time with aside from the other mechanics. It may have even been because he actually cared about the tactics you used on his LAAT/i when you worked on it. It wasn’t all that often you worked on a ship the pilot would actually stay around to see fixed up. He’d started off teasing you, but then started wanting to learn over time.
“Y/N? You okay?” Hawk asked, breaking into your thoughts.
You turned away and blinked. “Yeah, sorry. I’m just a little tired. Guess I’m lucky I’ll get some time off soon with the leave.”
His face fell a little. “Yeah. I’m glad you get to go on that vacation you were talking about. But what will we do without you?”
You laughed. “Hopefully not get into too much trouble! Otherwise the other mechanics will make sure I never hear the end of it! ‘Oh, yeah, they broke this and this while you were gone and then I had to clean it.’”
He chuckled. “I’ll do my best.”
“Your best to stay out of trouble, or do your best to get into trouble?”
“Maybe a little bit of both, gotta keep life interesting for you.”
You turned back to the gooey purple stuff on the landing gear. “Oh, don’t worry. You always do. Hey, if you’re sticking around, mind grabbing me the dental pick from my tool kit? There’s a couple spots I’ll need to reach into that my fingers can’t.”
“Will you burn that, too, after cleaning?”
You laughed again. “Only to sterilize it!”
He crawled out of his spot and you watched the back of his head as he did. His maroon wing tattoos mirrored each other from the base of his skull and wrapped up to his temples. There was a pair of darker Jaig eyes hidden at the start of each wing, one eye on each. The tattoos were darkened still by the shadow of the close shave he had. You didn’t know the origin of the eyes, but they matched Captain Rex’s so there had to be a connection there and in regards to his piloting.
He then crawled back under with the tool which you grabbed from him, your hands just brushing each other. He looked like he was about to say something else, but a couple troopers called his name.
“Go on, I’ve got it.” You smiled, then turned back to the mess. “Go have some down time.”
He did a look between the door and you, then gave you an apologetic look before leaving.
. . .
“I’m sorry, what do you mean permission was retracted?”
“Exactly what it says. You’re needed here.”
“But this shore leave was guaranteed to me.”
The head mechanic gave you a sympathetic look and put his hand on your shoulder. “I wish there was more I could do. I’m sorry.”
You turned away numbly. Three months. You had been guaranteed this time off just like the others on your civilian team. You had planned everything with your friends back home three months in advance. Now it was all gone.
You meandered to the mess hall and numbly grabbed a tray before plopping down at an empty table. Your shift was over, Hawk’s landing gear was clean and functional, and now you had nothing to distract you.
Time passed, or maybe it didn’t because of how tired you were, so when Hawk showed up, you didn’t know how long you had been sitting, prodding at your food as if expecting it to stand up and do a dance.
“Hey-oh, what happened? Is the gear done for?” Hawk immediately sat beside you.
“Oh, no, your gear’s just like new.” You turned back to your full tray and Hawk pushed his away slightly to turn his full attention – and body – to you.
“Food worse than usual? Something hurt? What is it?”
“I’m staying here, Hawk. I’ve been denied my vacation. Too many campaigns need my expertise. Guess you’ll be seeing more of me than you thought.”
His mouth dropped open. “Hey, no, that’s not what I -”
“I know.” You gave him a half-smile to try to reassure him. “It’s not your fault.”
“Even though it’s not my fault, I’m still sorry to hear you won’t get that rest you need. That you won’t get to go exploring and spend time in the sun.”
“Thanks,” you said quietly, then pushed your tray away and rested your chin on your arms. “Oh, by the way, I found the source of that goo. It was organic, not mechanic.”
“What was it?”
“Trust me when I say you don’t want to know.” You sighed, then grabbed your tray and stood up, looking at it guiltily.
His voice was soft when he spoke. “Hey, I’ll take care of it. It’s okay.”
You gave him a small smile, a real one, then set the tray down and walked away. Even if you weren’t going on vacation, you were at least going to try to get some rest.
. . .
A few hours later, a knock came at the door of your quarters, rousing you from your sleep.
“Hey,” said Hawk. He stood before you in only the lower half of his kit, rubbing the back of his neck and looked like his mind was elsewhere. He looked really, really cute.
You blinked. Clearly you were delirious. “Hi.”
“I don’t mean to bother you, but -”
“What did you break?”
His eyes widened and he lifted his hands. “Nothing, I swear! I just wanted to show you something.”
You chuckled softly. “Okay, what did your brothers break?”
“Still nothing. I checked.”
Your brow furrowed. “What do you mean you checked?”
“It’s… easier to explain if I show you.”
. . .
“Hawk, where are we going? This isn’t the way to the hangar bay.”
“I know. Just trust me. Trust me like I trust you.”
You blushed. “Okay.”
After another minute, he let go of your hand in front of a door. “Trust me?”
You nodded and he placed his hands over your eyes. You heard the door open and he guided you in. When you heard the door close, you could feel his arms move away from you. “Open your eyes.”
When you did, you were stunned. The room was lit in warm light only by four lamps on the floor set to medium and a blanket canopy hung in the middle of the room. Under the canopy were a few pillows piled up and another blanket. A mess room tray had snacks on it, and a datapad sat next to it.
“Hawk, did you do all this?” you asked in a hushed tone. He had even gotten you the good snacks!
He rubbed the back of his neck. “I had a little help. I know it’s not the vacation you wanted, but -”
You threw your arms around his neck. “Thank you! This is so sweet!”
He hesitantly wrapped his arms around your waist, and you pulled back quickly.
“I’m sorry, that was very inappropriate of me to do.”
“Wait, no, I uh… I liked it.”
You looked back up at him.
“Can I… can I admit something? You don’t have to reciprocate, I promise.” He paused a moment to confirm he still had your attention. Worry creased his brow and the low light in the room exacerbated the lines. “I like you. More than… more than a friend.”
“You’re not kidding, are you?” you asked softly, excitement starting to bubble in your chest.
“No, I’m serious.”
You hugged him again. “I’ve had a crush on you for a while, now.”
“Oh, thank the Maker.” He hugged you back.
After a moment, you pulled away. “Do you have anywhere to be soon?”
He shook his head. “Not unless something comes up. Why?”
You bit your lower lip. “Would you like to join me on my ‘vacation’?”
His eyes brightened. “I’d really like that.”
“Come on, then, help me pick a holovid. Maybe we can share my snacks.” You winked.
He picked you up and spun you around before settling you on the ground again, laughing at your squeal. “I’d really like to kiss you right now,” he said quietly.
“Me, too,” you whispered back and leaned to catch his lips with yours. The kiss was soft and sweet until he picked you up and carried you to lay amongst the pillows. You broke the kiss to giggle.
“What?” he asked.
“Oh, nothing. Just that hawks mate for life and you just laid me down in a mess of pillows that suspiciously could also be considered a nest.”
He laughed, then said softly, “I wouldn’t mind mating for life with you if I was a bird.”
“Me, too, Hawk.” You kissed him again in your nest of pillows, leaving the datapad completely forgotten.
Taglist: @trixie2023
(I'm not a good artist, but here's the rough concept of what I pictured.)
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MY FAVORITE THINGS OF 2023 🎆
So yeah.
Jujutsu Kaisen S2 is my favorite anime of the year. It gave me SatoSugu; my new fave BL yaoi OTP. Which in turn got my side blog; Queen Endless, going on here and has shown me more of a boom on here than anything before.
The Ahsoka Series gave us our Anakin Ahsoka reunion with ep 4 and 5 and God Ep 5 gave me everything I wanged and more and yeah Ezra, Thrawn, and much more showed up but TCW keeps on coming back to feed me good.
Spider-Man 2 PS5 gave me Bully Lowenthal, live action kid Ben 10 all grown up as Harry, Venom madness, and was an overall rollercoaster.
Dtoons Team Teen Cartoon Heroes Unite gave me Ben, Bloom, and Yugi all in the same episode/screenshot and yeah a congregation of cartoon and anime characters galore. Imma try to draw some inspired fanart for it soon. Hopefully.
Anigomi, making character audio x listerner content on YouTube, covering guys and gals from anime and etc. My favorite VA of theirs is Han who voices Gojo, Hawks, Dazai, Tamaki and probably more. They do commissions, they're EXPENSIVE, but their content is great and they have Patreon for the MATURE stuff so there.
Five Years Later by The Ink Tank, the Ben 10 Danny Phantom crossover webcomic turned motion comic/dub with professional VAs and we're getting the next 3 episodes coming right around the corner and it's ALL SO GOOD!
Scream 6. My favorite horror series. Which makes me sad cause Scream 7 ain't happening cause our two lead girls were fired/quit along with the director of the 6 cause of stupid BS. So reboot? It just won't be the same.
Once Upon A Studio, a homage to the House of Mouse in my opinion. The Disney crossover of all time that was wholesome and funny tied up in a bow.
The Pink Popcast is hilarious. Benji and Rizzo are great commenters/people you can vibe with well. For first time reactions to watching them react to my fave stuff is all around entertaining. Especially when they talk about musicals, Scream and Disney.
That is it. Here's to a new year.
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I Had A Realization
Okay okay okay, so
I'm doing a reference sheet for one oc (Eltern Vizsla) and I had to look up the Vizsla symbol, nothing out of the ordinary, right?
ˆˆˆThis is the clan's canonical(TCW+Movies+Disney content) symbol that you cannot tell me isn’t because of some plant native to Mandalore that Tarre planted and was salvaged from Keldabe and is now in a part on Sundari, not the shriek hawk claw mark that the Death Watch use in Canon/it's used in Legends, which is okay, things change in every different continuity
But here’s the thing that got me thinking
This is the statue of Tarre Vizsla, the founder of the clan:
Do you see the thing on his helmet? Most people assume that it is the shriek hawk claw, to symbolize his clan and all
but
that doesn’t make sense???? Because it was published in 2018 and the episode where the symbol was shown was in 2017 and-
okay, maybe it was a simple miscommunication, what with animation taking ages to be done
buuuuuuuuut
I was thinking
about the Jedi and Tarre (as always) and
the symbol on his head reminds you a bit of the Jedi Order symbol, doesn’t it?
So what I’m thinking is:
One day, years, maybe even hundreds or even thousands of years after Tarre Vizsla’s death, the Clan and House of Vizsla are approached, asking authorization to build a statue of their Mandalorian Jedi ancestor and also ask for photos or anything that can help on making the statue as accurate as possible, which is no problem, right?
Except, the Clan and House now hate the Jedi again, or at least can’t stand them.
And the thought of having one of your ancestors wearing your sworn enemies symbol makes you Angry and Disgusted
It’s bad enough that people know he used to be a Jedi, but the Clan and House being forced to help make sure that people acknowledge that blasted side of his? No, no way
But there’s a way around it, after all, the Clan and a bit of the House too owns basically every remaining photo that is not fully corrupted of Tarre Vizsla, and it would be so sad but so useful if the files become a bit more corrupt, where from neck up you can’t see the helmet very well, and it’s so easy to edit some photos to take out the Jedi Symbol and replace it with a Shriek-Hawk, something that the Clan and House is using more often anyway instead of the old tree branch symbol
Who cares that he used to be one of those karking Jedi? That he grew up with them and considered them family? That he considered himself a Jedi? He was Mandalorian, and That should be enough.
Changing his helm symbol is honestly making him a favour, they are fixing his mistakes after all...
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