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Guys I'm taking fic request for any of the Star wars characters on my pinned posted you can have Nsfw fics or if your feeling it head over and pick some numbers from the 70 different lines for a fic and I'll write it. Atm I do have a about 17 match ups and another Tech fic on the way but have at with some fics.
I put alot of time into them and I have alot of fun making them so please don't feel afraid to ask for a Fic. I always get really excited when someone has a Fic idea.
Tag list Tag list: @loth-wolffe @din-djarins-riduur @degreeinsimping @disney-dance @slut4tech @kriffclone @discofern @stressedfroggy @gothy-froggy
May I request a Bad Batch match-up/ship please? ❤ I'm an INTJ, Taurus, and my Enneagram is 5. I'm 5'3, chubby/curvy, with a brown messy pixie cut, green eyes, freckles, glasses, and I'm very tomboyish (got that casual/grunge look going on). I'm shy when you first meet me, but I'm really sarcastic and open when I'm comfortable with someone (that takes a while though). I'm a pretty chill person and try to avoid getting caught in other people's problems, but I can stand up for myself when I need to. I'm also pretty passive aggressive when I get mad at someone. I don't cry when I'm sad and I never cry in front of other people. I only cry when I'm extremely overwhelmed or stressed. I've been told I'm a good listener and I give good advice, but I'm also honest with people. Even though I'm an introverted person, I love trying new things and going to cool places (minimal crowds please) with the people I'm comfortable with. My favorite season is autumn or winter and I really enjoy listening to music, writing, and playing video games. I love watching movies and cooking, and I want to start gardening too. And yeah, that's about it. Thank you so much!🤗💕 (sorry if it's too long!)
I got your message ^^ I'm adding in a one of the Reg boys. Becuase we all love our Regs too.
Clone wars
I match you with..... Jesse
Jesse can be a tease but most times he's well behaved
Man turns into a blushing mess when you hug or kiss him. The other boys will bully him for it.
Every chance he gets he will be seeing you. He loves just getting to sit and watch the sunrise with you.
Both of you sitting on the barracks roof watching the stars or early sun rise. Beicase it's time you both get to spend just the two of you.
Rex and Anakin both givign him the 'talk' and Jesse is just dead pan face.
Anakin wanting to meet you and have a proper introduction becuase he wants to make sure you and Jesse look after each other.
Hardcase loves teasing Jesse about you. But he knows that your already spoken for but won't stop him from harmlessly flirting with you.
Please be there each time he comes back from mission even if it's just in the crowd it makes he feel like there really is something worth fighting for when he sees you smiling and waving to him.
" Maker I never thought that would end" Jesse huffs as he engulfs you in a tight hug. His nose resting in your hair as he inhales, breathing in your scent.
"Who know the Captain and General could talk so long" he remarks which makes you laugh lightly.
"They worry for you which I can understand. They just want to look our for you" you say back to him.
"I'm missed you so much Cyar'ika" he mumbles into your hair with a sigh. "I missed you too Jesse, I'm glad to have you home." You say back as you both stand in the almost desilated halls of the Barracks.
"Come on Jesse let's go celebrate!" You say lightly which makes him smile and kiss the side of your head.
"I'd like the very much" he says with a smile moving to walk with his hand in yours.
I match you with..... Crosshair
Lots of shared Snarky comments.
Crosshair will steal your glasses and tease you. Loves holding them above your head so you can't get them.
Crosshair loves laying across your lap when he feels like it. Press light kisses to his head.
He loves to bully you. It's only little things, pinches you, picks you up and just likes to be a menace.
He can be quite affectionate when he wants to be. He will curl up beside you and just snuggle.
He hates being teased by his brothers about his liking for you.
Please trace his tattoo and scars, it makes him feel loved and that you are with him for him being him.
He will teach you how to shoot or help you improve your skills. He loves positioning you and then telling you your doing it wrong.
Will prize you with kisses if you can shoot a target he has set for you.
"Your holding it wrong Cyare, you need to hold it lime this" Crosshair said moving to stand behind you and position you.
Both his arms come around to yours griping your hands lightly and helping you line up the target. Once he is happy with it his hands move to your waist.
"Make sure to keep your grip the rifle has quite a bit of recoil. Would hate to have Tech put your shoudler back together" he says with a smirk.
making you shoot him a glare as you more the gun to look over your shoudler.
"Keep your eyes on your target Sweet cheeks" he says with a grumble once again re positioning you.
He presses his armored body into your back his lips right next to your ear as he lines the shot up.
"Now shoot" he chuckles as his other hand reaches for your waist, You take the shot.
the recoil hurts but not as bad as it could have been and as you look to the spot you see you have hit the target. Your a little off but not by much.
Crosshair hums lightly as e rest his other hand comes up to grip his weapon and pull it from you.
" Well done Sweet one, with more practice you will get better" he says spinning you to face him.
A satisfied smile graces his lips as he looks down at you. " And now for your prize" he chuckles moving closer.
his arm wrap around your waist pulls you flush agaisnt him as he claims your mouth in a searing kiss.
"Y/n!, Crosshair!. Get your shit together we leave in fifteen!" Hunter calls from across the field. Cross grumbles as he pulls away. " We will continue this later"
So.... I had to close match ups again becuase I have just a big demand for them but since it's closed I'm still doign fanfictions and request. But liek I have over 20+ new request. Plus the other 10 I'm working thought.
I know I already sent in a match up, so I hope I don’t seem greedy, but how does a number oneshot sound? Maybe 3,4, 21 with some clone troopers? Either Rex or maybe one of the Batcher’s? If this is too many requests I totally get it! 😅 hope you’re doing well!
Gonna do this before anymore match ups since it's gonna be a few Characters in this. And becuase I need something.
Warnings: mentions of Drugging, getting drugged. Swearing, fighting being looked after after getting drugged.
3- "Can you repeat that, I was to busy staring into your eyes"
4- "I got spiked by something"
21- "You're starting to make a nasty habit of being in trouble"
79's is in full swing tonight, filled to the brink with both People and The many clone soldiers now on shore leave or just fianlyl back from mission. You sit by yourself drinking enjoy the high life of the party.
You had been invited to by a few of the cloens that you work with and at the moment they are at the bar ordering new drinks. Your eyes linger on the crowd on the dance floor as a new drink is placed infornt of you by one of the lady who looks like a bartender.
"I was told to deliver this to you" she says with a smile before waving and walking off again. You take a light sip of the drink and eyes go wide at the sweet flavor or the alcohol. As you do a man makes his way over to sit with you.
You give him a raised eyebrow as he makes himself comftable. "Hi!, I saw you sitting by your self so I thought I'd be you a drink" he says with a smile. He holds his hand out and tell you his name waiting for you to shake it. "Y/n And I'm not alone, just the boys im with are mass ordering Drinks" you say while taking another sip from your drink.
"I just wanted to say that you look like one go the msot interesting people in here" he tries to flirt. You smile into your drink a light buzz starting to take over.
"Well it is a Clone Bar, your going to get quite a few similar faces, but once you can tell them apart it's easier. Shinies are the hardest to tell apart" you joke lightly as you down the rest of your drink.
Captain Rex
You can feel yourself getting dizzy from the drink. So you go to stand only to fall back into your chair. " Sorry I've got to go find my friends, it was lovely chatting with you" yoy say with a. smile once again going stand only for the man to reach his hand our to grab your arm.
"We could always ditch this joint" he says with a smirk trying to get you to follow with him. "No thank you, I have to find my friends" you really again only for his grip on your arm to tighten.
Your eyes look around in panic and land on a familiar blue armor walking towards you from another table. A sigh of relief almost leave you as the captain of the 501st makes his way over to you.
"Sir I'm going to have to ask you to leave, your making Y/n uncomftable." The captain says as he takes a stance standing beside you. You can feel eyes from the other members of the 501st plus other squads watching.
"Y/n And I were just about to leave Weren't we?" He says trying to get you to play along only for you to continue To stare at the Blonde captain.
The captain's eyes now focus on you as he ask you something you don't hear. "Sorry captain Can you repeat that, I was to busy staring into your eyes" with that Rex moves to stand between you and the man.
"Listen here Civilian, if you so much as lay another hand on them your not just going to have me after you. So I'm telling you now, leave" the captain says, a few of the other clones stand ready to move in if The situation escalates. The man ends up grumbling and letting go of you. He is quick to make an exit.
"Y/n are you alright" Rex ask worry in his voice as some of your group begin to quickly make their way over.
"I... I think I got spiked by something Rex, everything feel funny" you say trying to stand straight only for Red to support you and walk you over towards the table with the rest of the 501st.
"Kix can you take a look at them, Fives can you please ego get some water. They are bought to be staying with use for the rest of the night" Rex says taking a seat beside you.
Fives is quick to disappear from the table and Kix makes his over to check you eyes and do a quick once over.
Five sis back quickly with a cup of water which he is handing you. "Y/n, you have been roofied ok, we are going to look after you for the rest of the night understood" you nod lightly very smiley as you take a mouthful go the water.
"You're starting to make a nasty habit of being in trouble aren't you Y/n" Rex replys as he slowly draws circles on your back to calm you.
"Thank you Rex don't know what would ahev happened if you didn't come over" you mumble lightly as you press your head to the table
Hunter
You smile as your eyes look around the bar for your boys only to not see them. You frown lightly but continue looking.
Your eyes drift from the different groups and you only get pulled back to the present when you hear a gruff voice sit down right beside you.
Your eyes turn to see Hunter. It been a little while since you had seen him and Honestly he didn't strike you as a drinking type or to be one to hang around 'Regs'. "Oh hey Hunter!" You say cheerfully to the rugged man.
His eyes narrow in on the man sitting across from you who seems to want to say something about him interrupting the conversation he was having with you.
"Ok Clone can't you see in talking with them, without you" he grumbles only for Hunter to arck up a little. You truly your head lightly.
"Is that what you call drugging people?. Did you know I can smell everything on you. The different drugs, the fear seeping thought your skin, how intoxicated you are" Hunter states, staring the man down as he now starts to sweat. Your eyes go wide as you turn to Hunter.
"I got Spiked by something?" You ask in a panic. Hunters eyes move to you as he nods. His face softens as he looks at you "I'm sorry I didn't realise sooner" he apologise before grabbing the front of the man's shirt pulling him over the table.
"You have five seconds to get out of here" Hunter growls before spamming the man's head on the table. You can feel the panic set in as Hunter holds a hand out for you. Eyes from other clones and patrons watch the whole event as the man falls unconscious agaisnt the table.
"Who did you come here with Y/n, he ask lightly. Looking around the bar for your small group only to not be able to see them. Hunter begins walking you towards the area where the bad batch is set up in. You tell him your group as he sits you down.
"Your going to start feeling very delirious soon, we are going to keep an Eye on you, if it get to much let me know. And I'll take you back to the Barracks to get treated" Hunter says only for you to stare up at him with your eyes wide.
"Y/n, did you hear what I said" he ask softly. "Can you repeat that, I was to busy staring into your eyes" You giggle looking up the the handsome clone. Hunter sighs as he takes a seat beside you. "You're starting to make a nasty habit of being in trouble" he mumbles to you which makes you laugh.
"As long as I have you to come to my rescue trouble can come as much as it wants" you laugh only for Hunter to catch you as you go to fall front the chair.
The other roof the boys laugh lightly ad Tech places a cup of water on the table. Hunter pulls you up to sit in his lap as he becomes your pillow and chair.
He sighs lightly bring the cup to water up for you. "Take a drink a nd let me know who you feel" he says pulling you closer so that no-one else got an idea to try something.
Commander wolffe
Wolffe eyes are on you, you can feel them from the other side of the bar and as you turn you can see him staring you down.
"Who you looking at?" The man across from you ask as he raises an eyebrow when you turn back to him.
"Commander Wolffe, I worked with him for quite a bit and well since then he always keeps an eye out for me. Meanest son of a bitch in the GAR, you don't fuxk with him" You say with a smile laughing lightly. The man across from you scoffs.
"He doesn't look like he can do much damage." The man huff only for you to laugh. "Sir if there is one thing that everyone knows it's not to Fuck with commander Wolffe" you say only to have the man across from you look little shocked as said Clone at and behind you.
" Cyar'ika... come with me" he says holding a hand out for you to take. You take his gloves hand and he pulls you up only for the man Cass to try and protest.
Wolffe shoots him a glare making him quite down rather quickly.
"Cyar'ika, are you alright?" He ask as you both make your way to a more secluded table away from his brothers and the noise.
" yea... I think I got spiked by something that asshole had put in my drink" you mumble into his shoudler as he pulls you to sit on his lap.
You close your eyes taking in his scent as you grip his shoulders to keep your balance.
Wolffe grumbles as he looks thought the bar to see if he can see the man who roofied you. "Do you want me to get the pack on him or have some of the others hold him until the coruscant guard find him?" He ask lightly only for you to mumble an answer. "What was that Cyare?" He chuckles lightly at your state.
"Can you repeat that, I was to busy staring into your eyes when you were talking" you shoot back jokingly.
"You're starting to make a nasty habit of being in trouble" he says with a sigh. You giggle "am I more touble then your worth?" You ask on my for him to shake his head.
"Never to much trouble, but I do think it's about time to get you somewhere safer so you can sleep" he says beginning to stand. His arms grip onto your waist as he lifts you with him.
"Wollllffe I can walk" you whine only for him to shake his head at you. "Not a chance you will fall over and I'll have to catch you and carry you one way or another." He says as he begins to walk thought the large bar with you in his arms.
"Wolffe..." You mumble once outside into a more quite atmosphere. "Yes Y/n?" He ask lightly his mismatched eyes looking down to you.
"Thank you for saving me" you reply leaning up to press a soft kiss yo his cheek. "Always Cyare"
Crosshair
I'd keep your hands off them if I was you. A voice says over your shoulder. Your eyes shoot up to see Crosshair of all people standing behind you.
His eyes are locked on the man sitting infornt of you. "Scram now" he says only for the other man to arck up. "Who the fuck are you?" He grumbles only for Crosshair to flick his toothpick at the man.
"Someone who isn't dealing with you, now get away from my Riduur, before I remove you" he growls only for the man to finally realise the situation.
One the man finally retreats Crosshair takes a seat near you. You smile lightly shaking your head at him. "So... is this drink from you or him?" You ask leaning on the table to look at your handsome sniper.
"From me, but I do believe I saw him sprinkle something in it when you placed it now" he states while staring at you. "Cross... If I got Spiked by something while you were watching I'm gonna be a little dissipated" you say with your arms crossed making him smirk.
"I can't say he is going to live thought the night, You're starting to make a nasty habit of being in trouble and I always have to clean up after you" he states only for you to grumble at him.
"You can be such an asshole sometimes you know." You say only for him to lean over the table and pull you in for a heated kiss.
"Can you repeat that, I was to busy staring into your eyes" He mumbles against your lips only for you to huff a light laugh.
"Your a menace you know that" you say moving closer to sit across his lap as he finally let's a true smile graces his lips. "And your my little double trouble, sweet one" he says while pressing a light kiss to your forehead.
"Your being cute" you say only for him to scoff. "Call an cute again and I'll leave you here for another person to try and drug you." He says, you know it's a joke he wouldn't do that. But won't stop him to say little things like that to get under your skin.
"Love you too asshole"
"Adore you too little one"
Commander Fox
When the man tried to lore you outside away from your Group you ended up resorting to punching him square in the nose before stumberling to the nearest group to Clones when a fight broke our between the Man and two of the clones trying to help you.
Commander Fox is the one who gets called in over the fight along with a few other of his men. He lets out a sigh as he stands infornt of you.
Helmet under his arm as he looks down to where you are sat, a bruise on your arm can be seen slowly coming thought along with the blood drinking down the side of your face from a split lip.
"You're starting to make a nasty habit of being in trouble, how many times am I going to get a holo that your involved in something" he sighs while taking a seat beside you to look over you injury. You hiss as he begins to apply something to your lips you can't see "Hold still, I'm trying to help" he grumbles before looking at your eyes seeing how dieilated they are.
"Have you been doing drugs" he ask almost furious, your eyes focus on him as he waits for a reply. His left foot taps on the ground as his patients runs thin. "Can you repeat that, I was to busy staring into your eyes" you reply wirh a lopsided smile which makes him frown even more.
You can feel your stomach cherch as you move quickly to vomit in the gutter rather then on Fox. Once you finally catch your breath and eyes stop watering you turn when you feel a hand on your back rubbing small circles to try and help calm you.
"Have some of this wash your mouth out them drink the rest" let's get you back to base. He says moving around quickly to try and clear off unwanted people hanging around.
You follow his instruction washing your mouth out and then did king the rest of the water.
Fox is back at your side once your done helping you up and into one to the vehicles. Once you start moving it's quite as Fox navigates his way back to base
"I got spiked by something" you mumble lightly only for him to shoot you a look. "Was it the man who you ended up in a fist fight with?" He ask back waiting for your anwser.
"Yes..." "good, now get some rest, your not out of the thick yet" He replys as his eyes focus back on the sky. "Fox... thank you"
helloooo!
could i please have a matchup with any member of the bad batch or clones?
i stand at a whopping height of 4’11. i have tan-ish skin, and dark brown hair coming to my elbows. my eyes are also dark brown. i’m interested in anything to do with history and learning about different religions and cultures. i have a growing collection of crystals and a small plant army. i also love love books!
my myer-briggs personality type is enfp i am an enneagram type 7: the enthusiast. i’m silly, a little unhinged and always rambling about some obscure fact i found out at 3am.
cheers !
Bad batch
I match you with.... Tech
Tech, He towers over you like he does with everyone.
He loves playing with and also doing your hair in different styles due to how long it is.
Soo many lesson on planet histories and language.
He loves teaching you any and everything he can.
You are both completing for who has the most collected crystals and Rocks. Every planet you stop on you both try and collect as many different crystals and Rocks possible.
Please read for him, he is so used to having to be the one reading for others he really just wants someone to read to him.
Tell him he is a Genius it will make his heart melt.
Take his goggles off and just give him kisses over the small things aroudn his eyes and tell hi mn how handsome he is and how much you love him.
10/10 this man once you get him to fall for you will never let anything bad happen to you.
"Tech you can't sleep in your goggles again tonight." You call to the tried clone who leans against the controls. His tired eyes flick to you.
He smiles lightly to you turning his chair only for you to see Omega asleep on his lap. "Unfortunately I don't have the option" he chuckles lightly as you move closer.
You smile to him leaning over to remove his goggles, he lets out a sigh of relief as he leans back against his chair white Omega in his arms.
The red rings aroudn his eyes are very prominent to you as he closes his eyes leaning back. You move around and press a soft kiss you his lips which he eyes shoot open and a small smile crosses them when you pull away.
You lean down and press a soft kiss to Omega's forehead before standing back up. "Ill leave you too, get some rest Tech" They say softly which makes him laugh.
"I will try but can't guarantee I will sleep" he whispers. You shake your head lightly making your way towards the door of the cockpit.
"I'll see you in the morning Tech"
"You too Cyare "
Clone wars
I match you with.... Dogma
For someone so against rules being broken he sure does it alot for you.
He also is alot taller then you. He also loves just looking it to your eyes.
Late nights of him sneaking out to see you. He's very against people being our do the Barracks when they aren't meant to be but he can be a bit of a hypocrite.
He mainly learns history of planets he's got missions on so he will share his finds and what he had learnt
He can be quite soft when he wants to be but it will always be when it's just the two of you.
He will also play with your hair just twisting it between his fingers late at night when you are curled up into his chest.
He's such as peaceful sleeper when he gets good night's.
Dogma comes back to the Barracks late, having been held up in another meeting with Captain Rex and a few other head commanders.
Tired and worn out is how he feel as he drags Himself towards the 501st barracks. He rubs his eyes opening the door to the sleeping quarters.
Many of the other men are still out partying, eating or catching up with others. So when his eyes land of a small figure curled up on his bunk a small smile finds its way to his lips.
He is quick to rid himself of his Armor trying not to trip over it as he shoves it under the bunk. He brushes his hand gentle against your forehead brushing back the strands of hair.
He moves agaisnt to lay on the bunk with you pressed into his chest as he rearranges the blankets. He lets out a sigh of relief pulling you closer and draping one of his arms over your waist.
"Dogma..?" You mumble tired eyes flicking up to to his face. He hums as a response eyes flicking open. "Hey Honey, finally back" he mumbles into your hair. You smile and close your eyes snuggling into the warmth the radiates off his body.
12 - "You would like that wouldn't you"
16 - "You look good as a dad"
70 - " You'd look nice with a child" "you just have baby fever "
- Fives with fem!reader
Hope this is a good one for you :3
Ok time to do a Fem Reader. Been a while since I've done one of these also so sorry if anything is off. I'm basically write from Fives side being a Guy. I also suck at romance only really parental instinct I have is that I Raised two of my siblings. And have the Dad skills of catching kids before they hurt themself.
This takes place maybe a month before the story line for the Bad batch. (Fives loves becuase I say so)
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Fives sits at the window of the small farm house. It being one of the safe places since everything which had happened.
New and old wounds ache from memories of battles, war and casual farm work. His eyes watch you and Su in the field with Cut and Su's kids.
So many memories play across his mind. Painful memories of his brothers and also the memories of waking up to you patching him up after he had been shoot by the Corusant guard.
Panic went thought his body believing he was dead. It's only now that he looks back and thanks Kix's for getting him to you. And pointing you in the direction of Cut and Su.
His hair as grown since then. Instant of the fully shaved head he now has curly locks that are slicked back with a undercut. A small scar on the side of his head from where his chip was removed. His hair now benign alot messier then what it used to be kept as.
His eyes lightly up as you pick both of Su children up and spin them smiles on everyone's lips even his as he sighs leaning agaisnt the window watching.
"Fives!" Cut calls out from down the stairs. Fives is up quickly throwing his shirt over his chest and quickly making his way down the stairs. Cut shakes his head at Fives as the man practically throws Himself down the stairs.
"Su, the kids and I are going to head into the city for a day or so. Are you and Y/n going to be alright without us?" He ask. Fives rolls his eyes and smiles.
"We'll be fine Cut, not the first time sure won't be the last time. Watch out for the Nexu it's getting closer and closer these days. We might ahev to set up more fences when you get back." Fives says and they both begin walking towards the door.
"Yea I don't like the Idea of it being this close not wi tht he kids here can't risk them" Cut says as his eyes focus on his wife who waves too them both.
"We better head soon if we want to get there before sunset!" Cut calls out. Both the kids cheer in delight and Su makes her way towards them along with You. The kids both give you a quick hug and say their goodbyes while Cut gives you a hug.
"We should be back no less then three days, but if we do take a little longer do be alarmed" Cut says before giving Fives a pat on the shoulder.
"Keep your man out of Trouble Y/n, maker knows your the only one you can." Cut says as they begin to head towards the door.
"I will try Cut, but it's Fives man beings trouble" you joke only for Fives to pull a face at you. He pulls you closer arms wrapped around your waist.
"You gonna get it later" he mumbles in your war which makes you shutter. You elbow him lightly which makes him laugh lightly. You both wave Cut and the family off.
"You would like that wouldn't you, me being trouble" he mumbles into your ear before he picked you up. You let out a squeal as throws you over his shoulder.
"Fives!, put me down" you laugh as he spins around and moves up the stairs quickly with you in his shoulder. " Oh careful babe or I might drop you" he chuckles as he makes it over to your shared bed.
He drops you on it before joining you, pressing kisses to outpace as you both laugh and roll aroudn on the bed as he pulls you closer to him.
He chuckles lightly placing a soft kiss on your nose and then to your lips. "What's gotten into you Fives?" You ask lightly your hands moving into his hair pulling lightly on his curls.
He hums lightly moving you to sit on his chest as he looks up to you. "You'd look nice with a child" he says looking like he is on cloud nine as he stares at you. You laugh leaning down and kiss him.
"You Just have Baby fever" you whisper back to him, he sits up pulling you to his lap ad he runs his hands over your shoudler down to your waist.
He kiss you again a dorky smile across his face. You smile to him, your hands reaching up for his face so you can pull him in for another kiss.
"Just so you know" you start as you press a kiss to his forehead. " You look good as a Dad, I've seen you with Cuts kids and I'm sure you would make a good dad" you giggle only for him to roll you both over onto the bed.
"We could always try for kids" he jokes pulling you closer again pressing kisses agaisnt your neck which makes you laugh and stutter.
"Your so horny!" you reply with a laugh, you press your forehead to his. "But I'd like that" he laughs as he kisses you again.
"Ok babe enough we still have to make dinner" you say trying to get up off the bed only for him to drag you back.
"Not a chance Cyar'ika"
Fives fanfic and match ups links
Fives
Thought I would compile all the fics I read each month as a rec list, for anyone who missed the reblogs of each fic or wants a central place to find stuff. And also for my own tracking purposes as I continue to read based on my notifications.
Period Headcanons by @kimiheartblade | Cody, Wolffe, Fives, Echo, Rex, Kix, Hunter x reader
To Speak Without Words - Ch. 1 by @stardusthuntress | Crosshair x reader
Awake series by @danceswithsporks | Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5 | Crosshair x reader
"I think this is the part where you kiss me" by @wings-and-beskar | Hardcase x reader
"Need my mouth on you." by @littlemissmanga | Jesse x reader
I'm Not Alone (That's Good to Know) by @baby-i-just-wanna-kiss | Captain Rex x reader
Battle Scars by @just-here-with-my-thoughts | Tech x Phee
Slow Dancing by @coffeeandbatboys | Captain Vaughn x reader
Slow Dancing - Part 2 by @coffeeandbatboys | Captain Vaughn x reader
End of Avoidance by @hetalianskywalker | Commander Wolffe x reader
Midnight Dances by @dragonrider9905 | Wrecker x reader
A Kiss by @merkitty49 | Wrecker x reader
Captain Rex x Jedi!Reader: Droid-Crusher
This is the first chapter of my oneshot book, which was originally posted on Quotev. You can also find it here on AO3.
[A/N]: Here we are with our first oneshot—starring the one and only Captain Rex! I hope it isn't too bad for my first oneshot in this book. The next oneshots will get better as I go, I promise!
Summary: You are a Jedi Knight battling droids on the field with Captain Rex, Anakin Skywalker, his Padawan Ahsoka Tano, and the rest of the lauded Torrent Company. Unfortunately, during a skirmish against some B1s and Commando droids, you lose your lightsaber. The circumstances don’t leave much room for you to comb the battlefield for your lightsaber, so you decide to get creative.
Warnings: None, canon-typical violence.
The chaos poured from all sides of the battlefield. You were utterly surrounded by the cacophony of blaster fire punctuated by deafening explosions and the sounds of blaster bolts hitting their targets. Before you was a sea of battledroids, waiting to be turned into shrapnel.
Grinning at the army before you, you ignited your lightsaber and dove at the wall of Separatist droids.
The battle reaches a deadlock. Clones from one side battled droids from the other, but neither could gain much ground.
“General, we can’t afford to lose men in the opening phase of the attack! I need you to take out that cannon on the ledge.” The voice of Captain Rex, commanding and sure, crackled onto your comm.
“Copy that, captain. I’m on it.” You start towards the ledge, rending a path of molten metal on the way. The ledge was a small piece of work—you had to figure out how to get up while being shot at. Eyes darting around, you found that your best bet was to hoist yourself up a lower ledge, clear the gap between the two pieces of rock jutting out between that ledge and your destination, and leap on over, using a little bit of elbow grease and the Force.
Your robes were a blur as you scaled the shorter ledge, leapt from one shelf of rock to the other between the adjacent ledges, and landed with a whoosh at the top of the highest ledge, where the cannon was releasing a barrage of fire down onto the roiling battlefield.
Blood pounded in your ears as you dashed towards the mountain of metal that was the cannon. You readied your lightsaber for the strike that would end the torment from above for your troops. Like those of a predator, your eyes were fixated on your target—perhaps too fixated, for you failed to notice the shout of a B1 from your peripheral and the charge that was flung your way. The charge’s beeps tore you away from your objective, forcing you to think fast.
Years of training kicked in; you harnessed the Force to redirect the charge’s path from straight at you to the cannon before you. There was one small problem, though—you had been standing too close to the cannon when the charge detonated.
“Oh n—” You couldn’t even finish your sentence before your reflexes fired. You leapt back from the radius of the explosion and the flying shrapnel that would surely turn you to ribbons without your Jedi training, but the impact still knocked the wind from your lungs and sent you plummeting over the edge of the outcrop and back into the battle below.
You scrambled to save yourself, cushioning your fall with the Force and tumbling to a stop among numerous bewildered battle droids.
“Wow, a Jedi!” Exclaimed one B1 with as much interest as a droid could express. “Wait, a Jedi?!” That interest didn’t last. You found their blasters aimed at you, which was not an unusual sight at this point. Your hands searched for the lightsaber you had been holding moments earlier, but you only found air. Without time to search for your lightsaber, you had barely a second to act before you were turned into a charred mess.
It was at that moment that you spotted it.
“Blast ‘em!” One droid shouted, and the blaster fire began. But you were gone in an instant, leaving them to shoot at the scorched earth where you had just stood. “Huh?” The droids were puzzled. They looked around amongst themselves, wondering where their target had gone off to. The coast seemed clear, but—
CLANG!
The droid fell like a tree, head disconnected from its durasteel body. You stood behind the droid, chest heaving, with a heavy rifle—taken off a fallen clone trooper, no doubt—held aloft. You swung around the rifle as hard and fast as you could muster, the hefty barrel connecting with your next victim's durasteel face.
"Whoaaaa!" The droid cried in nasally but emotionless droid-speak while its head spun around rapidly. Unable to spare another second in the midst of fighting, you kicked the addled droid to the ground and unceremoniously ripped its head off, thus putting the clanker out of commission—permanently. You grabbed the fallen droid's abandoned blaster and continued to shoot, knocking out droid after droid until an unlucky shot from a Commando droid knocked your pilfered rifle from your gloved hands. Cursing under your breath, you charged into the crowd of droids while the rest of the Torrent Company provided cover fire from behind you, slack-jawed.
"What are you doing, Y/N!? That's suicide!" A familiar voice crackled over your commlink. Captain Rex shook his head in disapproval as he spoke into his commlink, watching from the opposite side of the charred battlefield while he blasted his way through the oncoming droids.
"Don't mind me, Rex. I'll be fine!" You replied enthusiastically, blasting a droid with its own weapon. "I'll be done with this mob in no time—"
CLANG!
You grunted, dodging a Commando droid's vibroblade, whirling around and repeatedly beating it with some poor B1's durasteel arm. Unable to process the given circumstances, the Commando shot blindly, blaster bolts flying everywhere. Continuing to beat the clanker, you gripped the Commando's free arm, which was still clutching a blaster and firing uncontrollably, and twisted it with all your might. The sickening screech of motors and metal resisting your strength grated at your ears until finally, the arm finally snapped off, sparks of electricity flying everywhere.
"Die!" You yelled, firing a blaster bolt through the droid's chest using its own rifle. Satisfied with your painstaking handiwork, you rose to your full height with a satisfied exhale. "That should do it." Without further pondering, you continued to dodge blaster bolts, tackling B1s and dismantling Commandos limb by limb until they fell to the ground in fragmented robot parts, fizzing with electricity. Suddenly, as you made your way through the droid battalion, a stray blaster bolt whizzed past your arm, barely missing the sleeve of your sand-colored robe. Another shot from a lucky droid hit you in the shoulder blade, striking you down. Just as you rolled over with a groan, you were met by another vibroblade to the face. You barely avoided having your face cleaved in half by rolling to the side, but unfortunately, the hilt of the clanker's sword hammered into your head. The hit made you feel dazed, and before you knew it, the droid had closed in for the final blow…
You awoke on a stretcher, floating you towards an awaiting medbay. The bright sun intensified your pounding headache and the memories of the battle that had just subsided were just beginning to flood back.
"Y/N!" Rex appeared in your field of vision beside a medic—Kix, of the 501st—as your stretcher approached the medbay. "Thank the Force you're alright." You flashed him a weak smile.
"See, Rex? I'm just fine." You tried to sit up, but your spinning head forced you back down onto the stretcher. Your mouth felt dry, like you had also taken a mouthful of sand when you fell. “Correction—” Rex watched on as Kix examined your wounds, clucking over the bruises that bloomed over your face and torso while patching up your few gashes and grazes with bacta. Kix put you on bed rest for your concussion and severe bruising, shooing away any curious troopers who had seen a bruised-up Jedi Knight being transported to the medbay, and promptly leaving to treat the dozens upon dozens of wounded clones waiting for his arrival. After Kix had disappeared, Rex peeked into the medbay once again, spotting you pensively sipping water and cradling your head. He made a move to enter the crowded ward, but his brothers beat him to it—the rest of the Torrent Company came rushing in, knocking him through the wide doorway of the medbay.
"Y/N! You're okay!" Tup exclaimed as the clones surrounded your bed.
"Still fully operational here." You groaned and grinned tiredly. "This headache is killing me, though."
"We saw you beat up those droids with your bare hands!" Hardcase gushed.
"Did you see Y/N beat that Commando with a B1's arm?" Fives asked.
"And then shoot it with its own rifle?" Echo added.
"Wizard!" The clones declared in unison, their laughs and cheers filling the silence of the medbay.
"Now then, boys. Why don't we give our Droid-Crusher here some space and let her rest?" Rex cleared his throat and approached your bed. You swore you could hear some of the clones snigger.
"We'll be outside." The group saluted and exited the medbay. Finally alone, Rex turned to you and sighed, collapsing into the chair by your bed.
"So...Droid-Crusher?" You ask with a lopsided smile. Rex shrugs.
"Cody will be so jealous when he hears you took down more droids with your bare hands than he did." He remarked with a chuckle. "I'm sure he'd agree that you are a real droid-crusher, though. Didn't you see the trail of broken droid parts and weapons you left on the battlefield? The boys were terrified, even Commander Tano and General Skywalker." The way Rex described your rampage with a twinkle in his amber eyes and a small smile on his face captivated you. “I’m glad one of the boys was able to blast that droid before it put you out of commission for good.”
"As am I, captain." You paused. "What did I miss?"
"Nothing much. We took the Trade Federation fortress at the cost of a couple of men." You frowned bitterly at the news.
“So I missed all of the action?"
“I’m afraid so, General.” Your face fell.
"Now I'll be on bed rest for who knows when. I'll be so…useless.” The realization hit you, and your hand flew to your aching head. “I lost my lightsaber, too…" Rex, however, was quick to disagree.
"You're not useless, Y/N. Next to Generals Skywalker and Kenobi, you're the most resourceful Jedi I've ever met. That's why you're a Jedi Knight, Y/N. You earned your title 'cause you've got that fighting spirit. It's great that you wanna be out on the battlefield, but it'll have to wait." He reassured, resting his hand on yours. You fixed your gaze on him. "You did good out there, Y/N. You made us all seriously proud—especially me."
“Thank you, Rex. That…means a lot to me.” You replied, feeling unusually…nervous. Your face was hot, your eyes darted everywhere, and suddenly, you were aware of every breath you took.
You knew you were stepping out of your comfort zone, if not outside the Jedi principles you were raised on.
He inched a little closer and you felt yourself gravitating towards him, bringing your hands to his face and inching ever nearer until your lips brushed against his cheek and a rosy blush began to bloom on Rex's face.
Following the brief kiss, muffled cheering was from the medbay's entrance, accompanied by the thump of plastoid armor hitting the steel floor. Appearing from behind the curtain was Cody, grinning widely, and the rest of the Torrent boys, who had been eavesdropping from behind the medbay doors. Fives clapped a flustered Rex on the back while Echo rushed to tell Anakin and Ahsoka. Hardcase, Jesse, and Tup cheered from the other side of your bed, ecstatic to have witnessed you coming through with your feelings. And Cody, having finally met the great Droid-Crusher, watched on with amusement.
"I heard there was a new Droid-Crusher in the GAR, so I got here as fast as I could..." Cody began. "...but I see that Rex ol' boy is a bit preoccupied with her here." Rex hid his goofy grin behind his embarrassed grimace. Standing up swiftly from where he was positioned at your bed, he patted your hand and slipped something from under his kama beneath your pliant fingers. You felt every scuff, the cool metal, the switch–
Speechless, you stared at the lightsaber in your hand, then at him, then at the lightsaber, then him again.
“Let’s just say I found it in the rubble...but I don’t think you’ll be needing it that much, eh, Droid-Crusher?”
Congratulations! You made it to the end of my first ever Star Wars oneshot. Hope you enjoyed it and that you rebagel if you did :)
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types, Star Wars: Clone Wars (2003) - All Media Types Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: CT-7567 | Rex/Reader Characters: CT-7567 | Rex Additional Tags: From a fic I deleted off Tumblr and Quotev a while ago, Fluff, Unscrupulous use of the word "clanker", Jedi Reader (Star Wars) Series: Part 1 of Star Wars Oneshots Summary:
You are a Jedi Knight battling droids on the field with Captain Rex, Anakin Skywalker, his Padawan Ahsoka Tano, and the rest of the lauded Torrent Company. Unfortunately, during a skirmish against some B1s and Commando droids, you lose your lightsaber. The circumstances don’t leave much room for you to comb the battlefield for your lightsaber, so you decide to get creative. Warnings: None, canon-typical violence.
Captain Rex x Jedi!Reader: Droid-Crusher
This is the first chapter of my oneshot book, which was originally posted on Quotev. You can also find it on my Tumblr, ersatz-ostrich.
[A/N]: Here we are with our first oneshot—starring the one and only Captain Rex! I hope it isn't too bad for my first oneshot in this book. The next oneshots will get better as I go, I promise!
Summary: You are a Jedi Knight battling droids on the field with Captain Rex, Anakin Skywalker, his Padawan Ahsoka Tano, and the rest of the lauded Torrent Company. Unfortunately, during a skirmish against some B1s and Commando droids, you lose your lightsaber. The circumstances don’t leave much room for you to comb the battlefield for your lightsaber, so you decide to get creative.
Warnings: None, canon-typical violence.
The chaos poured from all sides of the battlefield. You were utterly surrounded by the cacophony of blaster fire punctuated by deafening explosions and the sounds of blaster bolts hitting their targets. Before you was a sea of battledroids, waiting to be turned into shrapnel.
Grinning at the army before you, you ignited your lightsaber and dove at the wall of Separatist droids.
The battle reaches a deadlock. Clones from one side battled droids from the other, but neither could gain much ground.
“General, we can’t afford to lose men in the opening phase of the attack! I need you to take out that cannon on the ledge.” The voice of Captain Rex, commanding and sure, crackled onto your comm.
“Copy that, captain. I’m on it.” You start towards the ledge, rending a path of molten metal on the way. The ledge was a small piece of work—you had to figure out how to get up while being shot at. Eyes darting around, you found that your best bet was to hoist yourself up a lower ledge, clear the gap between the two pieces of rock jutting out between that ledge and your destination, and leap on over, using a little bit of elbow grease and the Force.
Your robes were a blur as you scaled the shorter ledge, leapt from one shelf of rock to the other between the adjacent ledges, and landed with a whoosh at the top of the highest ledge, where the cannon was releasing a barrage of fire down onto the roiling battlefield.
Blood pounded in your ears as you dashed towards the mountain of metal that was the cannon. You readied your lightsaber for the strike that would end the torment from above for your troops. Like those of a predator, your eyes were fixated on your target—perhaps too fixated, for you failed to notice the shout of a B1 from your peripheral and the charge that was flung your way. The charge’s beeps tore you away from your objective, forcing you to think fast.
Years of training kicked in; you harnessed the Force to redirect the charge’s path from straight at you to the cannon before you. There was one small problem, though—you had been standing too close to the cannon when the charge detonated.
“Oh n—” You couldn’t even finish your sentence before your reflexes fired. You leapt back from the radius of the explosion and the flying shrapnel that would surely turn you to ribbons without your Jedi training, but the impact still knocked the wind from your lungs and sent you plummeting over the edge of the outcrop and back into the battle below.
You scrambled to save yourself, cushioning your fall with the Force and tumbling to a stop among numerous bewildered battle droids.
“Wow, a Jedi!” Exclaimed one B1 with as much interest as a droid could express. “Wait, a Jedi?!” That interest didn’t last. You found their blasters aimed at you, which was not an unusual sight at this point. Your hands searched for the lightsaber you had been holding moments earlier, but you only found air. Without time to search for your lightsaber, you had barely a second to act before you were turned into a charred mess.
It was at that moment that you spotted it.
“Blast ‘em!” One droid shouted, and the blaster fire began. But you were gone in an instant, leaving them to shoot at the scorched earth where you had just stood. “Huh?” The droids were puzzled. They looked around amongst themselves, wondering where their target had gone off to. The coast seemed clear, but—
CLANG!
The droid fell like a tree, head disconnected from its durasteel body. You stood behind the droid, chest heaving, with a heavy rifle—taken off a fallen clone trooper, no doubt—held aloft. You swung around the rifle as hard and fast as you could muster, the hefty barrel connecting with your next victim's durasteel face.
"Whoaaaa!" The droid cried in nasally but emotionless droid-speak while its head spun around rapidly. Unable to spare another second in the midst of fighting, you kicked the addled droid to the ground and unceremoniously ripped its head off, thus putting the clanker out of commission—permanently. You grabbed the fallen droid's abandoned blaster and continued to shoot, knocking out droid after droid until an unlucky shot from a Commando droid knocked your pilfered rifle from your gloved hands. Cursing under your breath, you charged into the crowd of droids while the rest of the Torrent Company provided cover fire from behind you, slack-jawed.
"What are you doing, Y/N!? That's suicide!" A familiar voice crackled over your commlink. Captain Rex shook his head in disapproval as he spoke into his commlink, watching from the opposite side of the charred battlefield while he blasted his way through the oncoming droids.
"Don't mind me, Rex. I'll be fine!" You replied enthusiastically, blasting a droid with its own weapon. "I'll be done with this mob in no time—"
CLANG!
You grunted, dodging a Commando droid's vibroblade, whirling around and repeatedly beating it with some poor B1's durasteel arm. Unable to process the given circumstances, the Commando shot blindly, blaster bolts flying everywhere. Continuing to beat the clanker, you gripped the Commando's free arm, which was still clutching a blaster and firing uncontrollably, and twisted it with all your might. The sickening screech of motors and metal resisting your strength grated at your ears until finally, the arm finally snapped off, sparks of electricity flying everywhere.
"Die!" You yelled, firing a blaster bolt through the droid's chest using its own rifle. Satisfied with your painstaking handiwork, you rose to your full height with a satisfied exhale. "That should do it." Without further pondering, you continued to dodge blaster bolts, tackling B1s and dismantling Commandos limb by limb until they fell to the ground in fragmented robot parts, fizzing with electricity. Suddenly, as you made your way through the droid battalion, a stray blaster bolt whizzed past your arm, barely missing the sleeve of your sand-colored robe. Another shot from a lucky droid hit you in the shoulder blade, striking you down. Just as you rolled over with a groan, you were met by another vibroblade to the face. You barely avoided having your face cleaved in half by rolling to the side, but unfortunately, the hilt of the clanker's sword hammered into your head. The hit made you feel dazed, and before you knew it, the droid had closed in for the final blow…
You awoke on a stretcher, floating you towards an awaiting medbay. The bright sun intensified your pounding headache and the memories of the battle that had just subsided were just beginning to flood back.
"Y/N!" Rex appeared in your field of vision beside a medic—Kix, of the 501st—as your stretcher approached the medbay. "Thank the Force you're alright." You flashed him a weak smile.
"See, Rex? I'm just fine." You tried to sit up, but your spinning head forced you back down onto the stretcher. Your mouth felt dry, like you had also taken a mouthful of sand when you fell. “Correction—” Rex watched on as Kix examined your wounds, clucking over the bruises that bloomed over your face and torso while patching up your few gashes and grazes with bacta. Kix put you on bed rest for your concussion and severe bruising, shooing away any curious troopers who had seen a bruised-up Jedi Knight being transported to the medbay, and promptly leaving to treat the dozens upon dozens of wounded clones waiting for his arrival. After Kix had disappeared, Rex peeked into the medbay once again, spotting you pensively sipping water and cradling your head. He made a move to enter the crowded ward, but his brothers beat him to it—the rest of the Torrent Company came rushing in, knocking him through the wide doorway of the medbay.
"Y/N! You're okay!" Tup exclaimed as the clones surrounded your bed.
"Still fully operational here." You groaned and grinned tiredly. "This headache is killing me, though."
"We saw you beat up those droids with your bare hands!" Hardcase gushed.
"Did you see Y/N beat that Commando with a B1's arm?" Fives asked.
"And then shoot it with its own rifle?" Echo added.
"Wizard!" The clones declared in unison, their laughs and cheers filling the silence of the medbay.
"Now then, boys. Why don't we give our Droid-Crusher here some space and let her rest?" Rex cleared his throat and approached your bed. You swore you could hear some of the clones snigger.
"We'll be outside." The group saluted and exited the medbay. Finally alone, Rex turned to you and sighed, collapsing into the chair by your bed.
"So...Droid-Crusher?" You ask with a lopsided smile. Rex shrugs.
"Cody will be so jealous when he hears you took down more droids with your bare hands than he did." He remarked with a chuckle. "I'm sure he'd agree that you are a real droid-crusher, though. Didn't you see the trail of broken droid parts and weapons you left on the battlefield? The boys were terrified, even Commander Tano and General Skywalker." The way Rex described your rampage with a twinkle in his amber eyes and a small smile on his face captivated you. “I’m glad one of the boys was able to blast that droid before it put you out of commission for good.”
"As am I, captain." You paused. "What did I miss?"
"Nothing much. We took the Trade Federation fortress at the cost of a couple of men." You frowned bitterly at the news.
“So I missed all of the action?"
“I’m afraid so, General.” Your face fell.
"Now I'll be on bed rest for who knows when. I'll be so…useless.” The realization hit you, and your hand flew to your aching head. “I lost my lightsaber, too…" Rex, however, was quick to disagree.
"You're not useless, Y/N. Next to Generals Skywalker and Kenobi, you're the most resourceful Jedi I've ever met. That's why you're a Jedi Knight, Y/N. You earned your title 'cause you've got that fighting spirit. It's great that you wanna be out on the battlefield, but it'll have to wait." He reassured, resting his hand on yours. You fixed your gaze on him. "You did good out there, Y/N. You made us all seriously proud—especially me."
“Thank you, Rex. That…means a lot to me.” You replied, feeling unusually…nervous. Your face was hot, your eyes darted everywhere, and suddenly, you were aware of every breath you took.
You knew you were stepping out of your comfort zone, if not outside the Jedi principles you were raised on.
He inched a little closer and you felt yourself gravitating towards him, bringing your hands to his face and inching ever nearer until your lips brushed against his cheek and a rosy blush began to bloom on Rex's face.
Following the brief kiss, muffled cheering was from the medbay's entrance, accompanied by the thump of plastoid armor hitting the steel floor. Appearing from behind the curtain was Cody, grinning widely, and the rest of the Torrent boys, who had been eavesdropping from behind the medbay doors. Fives clapped a flustered Rex on the back while Echo rushed to tell Anakin and Ahsoka. Hardcase, Jesse, and Tup cheered from the other side of your bed, ecstatic to have witnessed you coming through with your feelings. And Cody, having finally met the great Droid-Crusher, watched on with amusement.
"I heard there was a new Droid-Crusher in the GAR, so I got here as fast as I could..." Cody began. "...but I see that Rex ol' boy is a bit preoccupied with her here." Rex hid his goofy grin behind his embarrassed grimace. Standing up swiftly from where he was positioned at your bed, he patted your hand and slipped something from under his kama beneath your pliant fingers. You felt every scuff, the cool metal, the switch–
Speechless, you stared at the lightsaber in your hand, then at him, then at the lightsaber, then him again.
“Let’s just say I found it in the rubble...but I don’t think you’ll be needing it that much, eh, Droid-Crusher?”
Congratulations! You made it to the end of my first ever Star Wars oneshot. Hope you enjoyed it and that you rebagel if you did :)
alpha 17 you will always be iconic 😌
Hi hi your writing is a source of comfort for me—I love coming back from a long day and just opening up your blog to destress! if you’re still taking any requests, can I request for a fluffy prompt of “finding someone flirting with your crush but all they have is eyes for you, and only you” with Alpha-17? If not, totally okay! Thank you! 🫶
His Choice
Summary: While on a diplomatic mission with Alpha-17, things take a change.
Pairing: Alpha-17 x F!Reader
Word Count: 1622
Warnings: Alpha is an asshole and says things poorly. Some minor angst.
Tagging: @trixie2023 @n0vqni
A/N: Hihi! I'm so glad that my writing is a source of comfort for you! I hope that this is close to what you wanted, though I might jump around a little because I'm trying to write with a migraine. "But vod'ika!" You're probably thinking, "Why are you doing such a thing?" And then answer is because I'm dumb. That's why. I hope you enjoy this!
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He’s late.
You fold your arms over your chest and tap your foot in an increasingly irritated rhythm.
Alpha is late. He’s never late. And if you weren’t so annoyed, you would be worried. Or, well, you might have been worried if it wasn’t Alpha-17 who was missing.
Of course, this isn’t Kamino. So maybe…
No. Alpha’s fine. He’s probably just off doing something to intentionally annoy you. Because that’s what he does. It’s like he calculates exactly what’s going to cause you the most aggravation and then he does it in the most annoying way possible.
Which makes your massive crush on him annoying in and of itself. You keep telling yourself that it’s a physical crush only, the man is built like a human tank after all. But no, you might be capable of lying to yourself, but not to that extent.
The truth is that you’re attracted to the man for more than his looks. And it’s the most annoying aspect of your life at the moment.
You glance at your chrono, and then sigh.
Fine. Fine! If he’s going to drag his feet, you’ll just go and get him. It’s fine. It’s not like you’re on a time crunch. It’s not like you’re here for work, or anything.
A sharp exhale escapes you, and you push away from the wall and you head back towards the hotel where you and Alpha were staying. He had better be sick. You think darkly. He had better have a good reason for making you wait for as long as you have been.
You step into the hotel and look around the lobby quickly as you head to the lifts, and then you slow to a stop. There, standing on the opposite side of the front desk is Alpha-17. Is Alpha-17 talking to a woman who is obviously flirting with him.
You feel a deep surge of annoyance, followed by a sharp sting of hurt, followed by the urge to bash both of their heads in. You’ve probably been spending too much time with men who are too happy to punch first and ask questions never.
So you take a moment to shove the sudden urge for violence deep down, to be dealt with later, and you stalk over to the pair.
To his credit, the moment Alpha notices your presence, his gaze locks on you and stays there. His sharp gaze flickers across your face, and a smug smirk crosses his face. “Mesh’la,” He drawls the nickname in a way that sets all of your nerves on edge.
“You’re late.” You ground out, intentionally ignoring the woman who’s trying to press her chest against Alpha.
“Not that late,” Alpha replies absently, as he brushes the woman away from him without a second glance.
“It’s been an hour since we said we were going to meet up.” You ground out.
He pauses and then his smirk grows, “Like I said.”
“You are the most infuriating-”
“Uh, excuse me.” Your tirade is interrupted by the woman, “We are in the middle of something, so you can take your very unfashionable self and go somewhere else.”
You stare at the slightly taller woman, and then turn your disbelieving stare onto Alpha, “The next time I’m forced to go anywhere off of Kamino, I’m taking Fordo.” You hiss at him.
Alpha shoots a glare at the woman who had been flirting with him, a glare acidic enough that she flinches back, and then he pins you with the same glare. Of course, you’ve been on the receiving end of that glare dozens of times over the years you’ve worked with him, “You will not.” His statement comes out as an order.
“Watch me. In fact, I might even call him now.” You dig into your pocket and pull out your comm, which is promptly snatched from your hand, “Hey!”
Alpha shoves your comm into his own pocket, “You’re not calling Fordo. I’m already here, there’s no point in bothering him.”
The woman, ignored, huffed loudly and shoved her elbow into your side causing you to stumble, “Alpha,” She whines, “Let’s go somewhere else.”
Alpha’s hand is immediately on your shoulder, steadying you, and he pins the woman with a glare that has caused the most hardened Mandalorians to quail, “As I’ve said to you, several times, I’m not going anywhere with you. Now get lost.”
She scowls, “You have no idea what you’re missing out on.”
“A handful of venereal diseases, probably.” He counters sarcastically, and then he turns his back on her, and flickers his gaze over you.
“That was mean.” You chide as soon as the pair of you are alone.
“She hit you.” Alpha counters, “And I’ve never claimed to be nice.”
“Don’t I know it.” You grumble, “Can we go now?” You ask as you rub your side, you’re definitely going to have a bruise. She had amazingly sharp elbows.
Alpha’s gaze sharpens at the movement, and he lightly grips your wrist and pulls your hand away from your side. He presses his hand right over the sore spot, and you try to jerk away from him.
“That hurts, Alpha!” You hiss at him.
“I have bacta in my room,” He replies bluntly as he tugs you towards the hall that leads to his room.
“I don’t need bacta-” You try to say, but he won’t be denied.
He keys in the door code, and tugs you into the room, and only then does he release you, “Honestly, Alpha,” You try again, “I’m fine. It’s just a bruise-”
“Take your shirt off,” He interrupts as he pulls a bottle of bacta out of his bag.
You flush, “I am not-!” You stop mid-sentence as he just looks at you. Your flush deepens, but you grip the hem of your shirt and you pull your shirt up and off, “There, happy?”
Alpha’s gaze drags across your chest for a moment, lingering on a simple bra that you preferred, “Ecstatic.” he replies dryly before he sits on the edge of the bed, and motions for you to come over to him.
The bruise on your side is red and angry looking, and you hiss in pain as Alpha prods your side with inquisitive fingers, “That still hurts, Alpha.”
“I’m trying to make sure nothing is broken, brat.” He retorts.
You scowl at him, but don’t say anything as he continues his investigation. Though a quiet whimper does escape you as he presses a little too hard on one spot. He immediately moves his hand and lightly brushes his thumb over the bruise as an apology, rather than saying the word.
“Nothing feels broken, but I’ll want to keep an eye on it.” Alpha says after a moment.
“I told you I was fine.” You say in return.
“You have a tendency to downplay your injuries.” He replies.
That’s true, but you don’t want to give him the satisfaction of being right. “I’m sorry for interrupting your conversation.” You say instead, now that the hurt and the anger has faded you’re just left with a painful guilt. Alpha deserves to be happy, even if it’s not with you…maybe especially if not with you.
“The only reason I didn’t walk away from her when she started talking to me was because you convinced me that it’s important to be polite to natborns.” Alpha says flatly.
“You don’t have a problem walking away from me mid-conversation.” You point out quietly.
“Yeah, that’s because you’re you.”
You don’t say anything to that, but there’s no hiding the way that your face falls and the way your gaze drops to the floor as hurt blossoms in your chest.
“Fuck. I didn’t mean it like that.” Alpha says with a sigh.
“It’s fine.”
“No, it’s not.” He reaches up and lightly taps your chin, “Look at me. Please?”
You lift your gaze slightly to meet his.
“I meant,” He clarifies slowly, “That I’m able to be myself around you. This whole…diplomacy thing isn’t easy for me. But I don’t have to pretend to be nice around you. I can just be me.”
You shoot him a doubtful look.
His smile is slightly sardonic, “This isn’t easy for me, mesh’la. I’m a soldier who has to play politics all of a sudden, and I’m terrible at it.”
“You do kind of suck at it,” You admit with a small smile.
“I’m really terrible at playing nice. But you don’t expect me to play nice, or to even be polite.” Alpha scans your face for a moment, “I respect the fuck out of you, you know that.” You duck your head slightly, and he grips your chin to force you to meet his gaze again. “I mean it.”
You lick your lips nervously, “I know, if you didn’t respect me I wouldn’t still be living on Kamino.”
Alpha’s thumb trails over your lower lip, and you shiver slightly, “If I’m allowed a choice,” he says slowly, quietly, “Then I want you.”
“I’m sorry?”
He lightly taps your lips with his thumb, “For a romantic partner.” He clarifies.
And your face burns with flustered embarrassment, “Can we have this conversation when I’m not half naked?” You ask.
“No. I like the view.” He smiles, “I’m going to kiss you now.” Alpha warns.
Somehow your face flames even more.
And then his hand is on the back of your neck, and your lips are against his, and you melt against him. And then you’re sitting on his lap and your hands are fisted in his hair, and you’re not really sure you understand how you got in this position, but you’re not complaining.
After all, this is all you’ve ever wanted from him.
Best thing about weekends and holidays is that I can read fanfic from morning till night
Imagen: surviving order 66 as a Jedi , wandering alone in the galaxy wondering what went wrong. And meeting your favorite clone(can be any clone), not trusting them and drawing your lightsaber ready to fight the only person you hold dear to your heart. But then they say your name so sweet and caring that you let your guard down and step into their direction.Not believing that it's them and that they don't try to kill you, they explaine what happen and why they are not affected that the other clones never meant to kill but that they were controlled. You decide to come along with them/him , and now your not alone anymore.
And those feelings that never went away for him are getting stronger and there is tension between the two of you. And after you were attacked he is angry at you for being so carless but he isn't angry at you. But rather at himself for having this feelings knowing your a Jedi and can't have attachments.
But he can't help but tell you in his angry rant about you being careful that he has feelings for you. And you shut him up with a quick and sweet kiss.
He's so dreamy and I'm here for it
Guys the time I spend on here is becoming concerning, but do I care no. 🤠
Are any words even needed
I don't think so just look at him 🤭