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HELLOOOOO! If It Tickles Your Fancy, Id Love To See Where You Take This Concept Please And Thank You

HELLOOOOO! If it tickles your fancy, I’d love to see where you take this concept… please and thank you… and much love as always!

Actually… I’m gonna include a few, and you can take your pick! 🙈🤓

Crosshair about to confess his love to someone for the first time

Gregor as a beach babe with board shorts and a Hawaiian shirt hanging open 🤣

Howzer… I mean… anywhere really… but maybe embracing his beloved when they’re reunited after he was rescued from the prison transport? That’s where we’re at in the fic I’ve been posting.

But literally anything cute/fun/flirty/sexy with Howwwwwzer 🩵

xoxo

HELLOOOOO! If It Tickles Your Fancy, Id Love To See Where You Take This Concept Please And Thank You
HELLOOOOO! If It Tickles Your Fancy, Id Love To See Where You Take This Concept Please And Thank You
HELLOOOOO! If It Tickles Your Fancy, Id Love To See Where You Take This Concept Please And Thank You
HELLOOOOO! If It Tickles Your Fancy, Id Love To See Where You Take This Concept Please And Thank You

hi lovey!!! i’m so sorry it took me so long to finish these i’ve had a lot going on

if i had more time i would’ve perfected these a little more but i’m happy with them for the amount of time i had to work on them :))

hope these are what you were envisioning! i took a detour on the crosshair one (i was picturing the moment his lover reciprocates their love and pulls him in for a cute forehead touch and he realizes he is safe 🥲)

i also hope your OC is okay!! i didn’t pay a lot of attention to her because i was focused on howzer but still 🫶

and i just KNOW gregor would wear those tourist/dad beach shirts i can feel it in my bones

much love to you!!! enjoy!! <333

HELLOOOOO! If It Tickles Your Fancy, Id Love To See Where You Take This Concept Please And Thank You
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1 year ago

i hope i haven’t already reblogged this bc i’m doing it again 🤭

THIS GETS ME EVERYTIME 👏

amazing work ily

I Hope I Havent Already Reblogged This Bc Im Doing It Again

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➼ ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜰɪᴄ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴀɪɴꜱ ɴꜱꜰᴡ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ. ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ 18+ ᴅɴɪ

⋆ ★ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴏɴ ᴀᴏ3 ⋆*・゚ ᴛᴀɢʟɪꜱᴛ ꜰᴏʀᴍ

 *

If Hunter had known you’d react like this, he would have brought it up long ago.

He tells you about the certain fantasy taking up too many of his thoughts on a peaceful night in your apartment. You’re straddling his lap, hands resting on his chest after he pushes you off of his lips to look you in the eye dead-on and talk about something rather serious, in his words.

It doesn't take someone with heightened senses to notice how his finger twitches against your arm and his eyes keep drifting away, breath picking up with each passing second. He’s nervous. You can’t understand why.

“I want to try something new. In the bedroom, I mean,” He says finally, eyes drifting back to you; he's almost surprised at how perplexed you seem. Your eyebrows knit together and two fingers pinch the fabric of his shirt, absentmindedly yet so deliberate.

You nod for him to explain. Hunter clicks his tongue.

“I’m not sure how you’ll like it.”

You tilt your head. 

“What do you mean?” You say.

He shrugs dismissively. His hand, once resting on your hip, pulls away and rubs the back of his neck tensely.

“It’s not very…” He begins. “Conventional. You could say.”

You can feel how he tenses; falls further into his mind the longer you stay silent. So quickly you guide his head back to look at you, flashing him a kind smile. 

“Hey,” You say softly; your eyes lock to each other. They stay glued, even under the pressure, the anxiety he carries in his chest. “It’s okay, baby. You can tell me.”

The tension weakens but doesn’t completely dissolve.

“`Just don’t want you to freak out, or think I’m weird…”

You shake your head and lean in further, pressing his entire warm body to yours. A delightful hum simmers in his throat and you grin in satisfaction.

“I would never think that. Even if I’m not up for it, or it doesn’t end up working out.”

A calming breeze flows through the little space that separates the two of you.

“You… you mean it, mesh’la?”

You huff. 

“Of course,” You respond.

With that, he eases completely, his strayed hand returning to your hips and squeezing it assuredly.

Your response to his actual suggestion he doesn’t expect either.

Not that he's complaining at all. A part of him didn't even imagine he'd make it this far. So he has to draw a few lines.

You set up a few ground rules before the two of you even consider finally bringing them into the bed. Firstly, he doesn’t want to hurt you; though you said drawing a little blood wouldn’t be too big of a deal, he insists that if he accidentally trails deep enough to cut everything has to stop immediately.

He can’t imagine, can’t live with himself if he were to actually, genuinely hurt you; physically or mentally. It’s an absolute no. He encourages you greatly to use your color system and the safeword at any point as well; even if he isn’t to cut you, there’s absolutely no way he’d allow himself to make you feel uncomfortable.

"Are you absolutely sure about this?" He asks one last time while hovering above you, one hand interlocked with yours besides your head and the other slowly moving up and down your stomach, rubbing the soft skin not covered by the simple lingerie you decided to wear. It was an older set that you did like, but you wouldn't mind being destroyed, especially at the hands of Hunter.

You nod eagerly, almost desperate.

"At this point, you're just teasing me," You sigh. Hunter laughs, but it dies in his throat when you push your hips up to grind against his crotch. You can both feel his cock throb in his boxers and he groans in delight.

"Just get on with it," You complain.

Hunter smiles at your desperation and leans in for a kiss, eyes remaining half-lidded when he pulls away half an inch.

"Your wish is my command," He purrs into your mouth.

Seemingly out of nowhere, the hand once trailing patterns over her stomach spins a vibroblade between thick, dexterous fingers. Your eyes widen, but not in shock; you bite your lip to contain the excitement over your face.

Slowly, gingerly but with steady hands, he places it next to your face, the spot under your jaw, and holds it there for a long pause. Not once do your eyes trail and look down to where he places the knife; they keep intense eye contact with his.

Only then, staring down at you with so much utter control, does something click in his brain for him. You look so much like a bounty, someone he must capture and take to a commanding officer. For a moment, he doesn't see you, the beautiful woman he loves; he sees a shaky, disobedient captive who needs to be put in her place. He's hunted down and caught you in a web of lust, under the watchful stare of a knife and his scary glow.

Fuck, that's hot. His cock grows at the mere thought.

Hunter trails the vibroblade lower, softly spinning it to press the blunt end into the skin of your neck. You gasp and look away for a split second, trying to stop yourself from moving too much. He squeezes the hand interlocked with yours a little tighter in response.

"Don't squirm too much," He says, less of a command and more of a precaution. "Can't risk any slip-ups."

You look at him with your mouth forming a tight 'o' shape, nodding. 

"Right. Sorry."

He smiles warmly. 

"No need to apologize."

As he speaks, he twirls the vibroblade in his hand, swiftly moving it between his fingers in front of you. You hold your breath as if you worried he would mess up and drop it, but the both of you know better than to think such lowly things of him. He takes it again between his thumb and index finger and pulls it against the strap of your bra, slowly trailing up and down with so much precision, teasing and slow but doesn't cut through it. 

"Kriff, you're gorgeous," He praises. You bite your lip to contain your smile and gaze up. He doesn't budge and cups your other breast, softly kneading it as he stares at you with a suffocating gaze of worship. "Like a little gift I get to open up."

You squeak and squeeze his hand, encouraging him to keep going. He's taking way too fucking long, and seeing him taunt and tease you with the vibroblade made you absolutely soak through your panties. 

"Then unwrap me for goodness sake!" You whisper yell at him. He chuckles against the swell of your breast and leaves a sweet kiss over the swell of it as he finally cuts through the strap of your bra.

The next one he cuts through quickly afterward and he slowly pushes the fabric down and frees your chest. He fondly holds them, adoration in his eyes as he dips down to give another soft kiss. Hunter has seen you bare many times before, but he still looks at you and worships you like it is the first every time. Your hand squeezes his again and you can feel the soft graze of the vibroblade dropping beside your arm.

"Just look at you," He says in awe. Your face heats up.

His thumbs run over your nipples simultaneously and you sigh, slowly leaning up and keening to his touch. "Such a pretty thing."

You smile, entirely uncontained as his eyes are trained on your breasts and sigh a soft 'thank you,' reveling in his touch.

Unexpectedly he flips you over and you yelp, your feet rising up and almost hitting him right in the face; but he takes the back of your calves and pins them down before anything can happen.

"Be still, baby," He tells you, and you feel the vibroblade trail down your body again. He starts at the top of your back, and you try to relax as best as you can, body still tingling with anticipation and uncertainty the entire time. You feel claustrophobic just knowing he is staring you down with intense, dilated brown eyes you'll never get sick of.

He's everywhere; he's everything.

Eventually, he reaches the swell of your ass, and his large warm hand comes to one cheek, softly gripping and moving it to his liking. You're unsure of what he's doing; probably admiring the view, yes, but there's something different to how he holds you. But that's when you feel the vibroblade slip through the hem of your panties.

You take in a large, high-pitched breath; The knife was less than an inch away from your cunt, dampening with each passing second in anticipation of what was to come next, what he might do. 

You don't have to wait long. With a quick swipe, he cuts through the panties and tears them away, almost whiplashing against your skin with how quick it is. All of a sudden, you're bare to him, and there is a light thump on the mattress, and the hand once holding the knife holds your other asscheeks.

He spreads you and without any notice nudges his nose against your entrance. You yelp and kick your feet. He pushes you further down.

"You gotta stop squirming, baby."

You whimper and lean your head on the pillow, allowing yourself to get as comfortable as possible. His hand trails up your body again, and the familiar feeling of the vibroblade against your skin rushes through you again and you shiver. Hunter isn't fazed.

"I'm gonna eat you out and keep the vibroblade against your neck."

When you yelp in surprise at his words, he squeezes your thigh as a warning.

"Every noise or movement you make, I'll press it against you harder. So be a good girl for me and let me enjoy my meal."

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1 year ago
The Second I Saw The Temple Mural In Rebels I Knew I Had To Do This

the second i saw the temple mural in rebels i knew i had to do this

[Image ID: A mural-style drawing of Anakin, Obi-Wan and Ahsoka styled after the mural of the Mortis gods seen in Rebels. Ahsoka is on the right in her white robe and carrying her scepter, a morai perched on her shoulder. Obi wan is in the middle in his Jedi robes, one hand raised. The Jedi Order symbol is behind his head. Anakin stands on the right, with one half of his face obscured by his Darth Vader mask. His hand is clenched into a fist.]

Version without noise (along with me ranting about couple details I'm way too proud of) under the cut:

The Second I Saw The Temple Mural In Rebels I Knew I Had To Do This

The beams of light are emanating from the Jedi Order symbol for Obi-Wan, but for Anakin and Ahsoka they are centred on Obi-Wan's heart

The beams emanating from Obi-Wan all reach the edge of the canvas, but for Anakin and Ahsoka some are incomplete

The colours circling their hands are indicative of their lightsaber colours

The light circling Anakin's hand is tinged blue in Obi-Wan's direction

The light circling Ahsoka's hand is primarily white, but tinged in green, and tinged blue in Anakin's direction


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1 year ago

A timelapse of an average day in the TBB house.

Ive decided the family has finally moved into a bigger house and now everyone gets their own room. Gonky is still doing well.

Wrecker and Hunter quit their construction jobs, Wrecker decided he was gonna apply to the local fire department. He got hired and is now in their fire academy. Hunter is still looking for work, but is taking the time to spend more time with Omega. (If anyone has any suggestions of what he would be good at let me know).


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1 year ago

YAYYYY CHEERS FOR SEV!!!

sending an ask in RIGHT NOW! you deserve every follower and sooooo much love! thank you for being an amazing person and blog!! 🫶

YAYYYY CHEERS FOR SEV!!!
Sevs Follower Celebration

✨Sev’s Follower Celebration✨

Hi, my loves!!! I hit another milestone (🤯), and I wanna thank all of you for supporting me, encouraging me, and screaming over fictional men with me 😌

Now we all know I’m super slow with even drabbles because I am a whore for lore, and take it entirely too far every single time 😅 it’s a weakness of mine. So we’re going in a different direction this time to see if I can get my life together 🤣

Please send a clone, a color, and a time of day for a 7 sentence ficlet. Please specify nsfw or sfw.

So you might send: Fox, blue, night time, nsfw 😌

Thank y’all so much again. I love being a part of this community, and exchanging stories with such amazing people 🥰

Cheers,

Sev 💙💙

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1 year ago

DEEJAAAAA THIS IS SO GOOD

i’m so excited for this!!! literally the visuals about the clone dying had me teary 🥺

so excited for what’s to come! 🫶

DEEJAAAAA THIS IS SO GOOD

The Captain and the Shadow (Rex x Jedi!Reader) Prologue

Summary: Captain Rex was honor and duty incarnate, but working with an illusive Jedi shadow makes him rethink everything he thought he wanted out of life. Rex x GN Jedi! Reader, forbidden love, canon divergent Rating: Mature (Minors DNI) A.N: This idea has been rolling around in my head for a very very long time and, because I have no self control, I figured I'd go ahead and start it! This is just a nice little introduction for you guy, but I hope you like it! Word Count: 1,402 Warnings: Mentions of death and violence

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The Captain And The Shadow (Rex X Jedi!Reader) Prologue

[Coruscant, 37 standard hours after the battle of Geonosis]

The serene quiet of the illustrious Jedi temple was broken as you threw open the ancient hall doors. No one needed to be sensitive in the force to see the fury etched on your face. You hadn’t expected anyone to give chase, all the other knights were too enraptured by Master Yoda’s announcement, but you felt his presence following in your wake.

“Care to explain your outburst?” The cool yet challenging tone was all too familiar and, despite yourself, it made your anger flare all the more.

Stopping dead in your tracks, you clenched your teeth as you turned. There he was, grizzled, weathered face looking even older than you remembered just days ago, gray eyes staring you down with his arms clasped behind his straight back. Usually, Master Col would have the ability to make you squirm under that gaze of his, make you feel like a foolish padawan all over again. But not today, not now.

“I think you know very well, Master,” there was a bite in the words, but you managed not to spit them like a curse.

One of his graying brows lifted towards his hairline, “If you’re not going to bother keeping your anger in check, then speak your mind, child.”

The familiar game of verbal combat was afoot, his words were a way of tossing your proverbial weapon at your feet, and you picked it up with pride. “How can you be okay with this, Master? A war? They’re sending us into an all-out war?!”

“It would seem so.” Typical of the old man, as unmoving as a statue, refusing to strike, forcing you into the offensive.

“What are they thinking? We’re meant to keep the peace, negotiate, protect the innocent. Now they want to make us into soldiers? It’s wrong, Master.” The words were sweeping blows, meant to push him, meant to scratch that stony defense.

Col shrugged, “Jedi battle all the time, child, why do you think we have such rigorous combat training?”

“Defending civilians from pirates or guarding a prince against assassins is not the same as this and you know it!” You were well aware that he was getting under your skin, but you struck harder all the same. “The Jedi aren’t weapons to be thrown around by politicians. We have a duty to protect life, this war may make us betray our own code!”

“This war is happening with or without us, and the best way to protect the innocent is to end the war.”

“But we aren’t soldiers!”

“We are whatever our republic needs us to be!” His stern voice echoed off the empty halls, and despite the raised tone, his posture and stoic expression hadn’t shifted in the slightest.

You only narrowed your eyes at him.

This standstill was familiar too, a common impasse in your debates. Usually, the debates were about Jedi philosophy and beliefs, or decisions made during missions. It was not uncommon for them to have fire, for you to get heated over the topic, but this…this was different. This time it felt like you were clawing yourself out of a pit, and everyone else was carelessly burying you alive in it. 

Col had always been harsh with you, even now, years after being a respected knight of the order apart from him and his teachings. He was stern in everything, but you respected him all the same, and you had thought- no, hoped, that maybe he would see your side of things this time.

‘We are whatever our republic needs us to be’? Bantha shit. There was something else going on, there was so much more here, and you weren’t going to accept it blindly.

After a long moment of staring, unflinching, into your old master’s eyes, you said, “I knew of a time when the Jedi thought for themselves.”

It was a loaded statement, and all the times you had debated history with each other gave a heap of unspoken additions to the sentence. You felt a little too much satisfaction when he closed his eyes and heaved a sigh.

“Yes, it is an…imperfect situation, but,” he opened his eyes again, and they were full of that stubborn resolve, “protecting the galaxy from the threat of Dooku and his army is where we need to be. You would rather leave our troops to the hands of those droids? You would send those clone soldiers into battle without our protection?”

Your fists were clenched even tighter now, knuckles white as the memories of Geonosis flashed in your mind. 

Hot, arid desert, blood soaking into the sand, death. So much death. You couldn’t save the Jedi who had fallen beside you, and you were desperate to save this man- this man whose presence in the force felt too young, far far too young. You held him as the bleeding filled the cracks of his shattered armor, pulled off his helmet and looked him in the eyes, even as you felt his life slipping through your fingers.

“I- I’m sorry, General,” he choked, gripping your wrist as if that might help him stay a little longer, “I failed you.”

That clone, that soldier, that living, breathing man had died in your arms. He had apologized to you, as if he hadn’t died for a cause he had no choice in. As if he hadn’t died a hero. How dare Master Col imply that you didn’t want to protect those troopers with every ounce of strength the Force gave you!

“Don’t get me started on this- this ‘Grand Army of the Republic’,” you spat, “that’s even more disgusting! Since when do we condone breeding people to be used like cannon fodder?”

“You fought beside them on Geonosis just as I did, child, they were proud to serve.”

“They don’t have a choice! Master, it’s an army of slaves!”

That actually made him step forward, his intimidating aura invading your sense of space, “So now you presume to know their minds? How dare you speak so degradingly about them. You’ve always been bold, my old padawan, but I never knew you to speak on behalf of another being as if they’re children who can’t think for themselves.”

That knocked you off balance and you actually took a step back. You hadn’t expected him to take that route with his rebuttal and some shame flared in your chest. 

After a hard swallow, your tone was actually even again, having lost some of its fire, “I’m not trying to speak on their behalf, Master, but I’m not the only one who thinks it’s wrong. If what they say about the clones is true, then we’re taking on men who’ve been told their only purpose is to die for us.”

Something else was rising in place of the anger now. 

‘I failed you’ 

That man’s life had flickered out before your eyes, you had felt his last shuddering breath in your arms as well as his presence in the Force slip away like smoke on the wind. And you knew countless more of his brothers would die just like him. Protecting the sanctity of life was everything to a Jedi- it was everything to you. It’s what made you proud of your order, it’s what made their tight-fisted philosophies worthwhile. Safeguarding life and the innocence of it was what kept you going, even when there were so many doubts about the ways of the Jedi. 

If any of you lost your respect for life, then what would become of the order?

“Master,” you tried to keep the emotion from your tone, but it still came out small, almost meek, a vulnerability that you hadn’t shown to Col in many, many years. “I don’t know if I have the strength to lead men to their deaths.”

The silence that rose between you two was almost deafening.

For longer than you thought possible, Master Col simply stared back at you, those stormy eyes betraying nothing of the slight unease you felt from him through the Force.

“Then, I suppose it is fortunate that you will not be leading troops of your own.”

You blinked. “What?”

“Master Yoda spoke with me before he gathered everyone for his speech. He, Master Windu, and I have agreed that you will not be given your own battalion. Your talents and skills are needed in a…different capacity.”

Again, the air was almost ringing with the deathly silence that followed that. After a moment of his words sinking in, you almost wanted to scoff. Of course you weren’t going to charge into the front lines.

In a war, there were far better uses for Jedi Shadow.

The Captain And The Shadow (Rex X Jedi!Reader) Prologue

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