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I so need to write a Part 2 and to write for more rare clones!
Tag me in any suggestions for rare clones you may have hun! @trixie2023
A Tall Order.
Clone trooper Ox x female reader romance fanfic.
Warnings: eventual smut, pining, possibly a bit of voyeurism, Big dick syndrome, strength kink, probably a bit of size kink, praise kink, etc.
Notes: In this I Headcannon that Ox is taller, broader and stronger than the regs, his personality will also be more on the quiet, reserved side (until you get to know him) because it just fits his name and the picture in my head better. Anyway; on with the show!
Chapter one:
Part One: Just a little crush
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He was so Tall.
Strong.
And Handsome.
You couldn't keep your eyes off of him.
You Loved how hard he worked. How dutiful and professional he was.
And you just ADORED the way he styled his hair.
Oh how you wanted to touch it, to run your fingers through it. To touch Him and run your hands along his-
"Excuse me Ma'am." A deep voice rumbled above you. You looked up to see that the long and broad figure towering over you now was none other than Ox himself.
"H-Hi!" You wheezed out involuntarily; your heart wanting to leap right out of your throat and cuddle him.
He gave a slight nod in acknowledgement to your odd greeting and regarded you with those large, dark eyes, curtained by such long, beautiful eyelashes-
"Begging your pardon Ma'am, but do you happen to have the weapons inventory manifest?" Ox asked politely.
"I was instructed to look it over and retrieve some cratefuls of equipment." He explained dutifully.
"Oh! Uh, yes! It's right here!" You Chirped, holding the datapad you carried out to him.
"I was on my way to give it to you in fact, but I got a little sidetracked I'm afraid." You admitted sheepishly.
'Thinking about You.' Your brain helpfully supplied. You tried not to blush.
Ox gave a small half smile that had your knees trembling with both the effort not to jump him and not to collapse to the floor.
'So Handsome.'
"Thank you Ma'am." Ox said gratefully.
"Huh?? For what?" Oh KRIFF, had you accidentally called him handsome out loud?!
"For delivering the manifest." He clarified.
Oh, phew!
"You are very welcome Ox." You said sincerely.
The tall, handsome man granted you another small smile, both sides of his mouth lifting a little this time and gave you another slight nod of acknowledgement before marching off with your datapad.
Your datapad.
That had all of your secretly snapped pictures, silly little drawings, notes and scribblings that all revealed just how very much in love you were with Ox.
...
"OH KRIFF!"
To be continued~
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Thank you so much!
I'm glad you enjoyed.💖💖💖
Commander Fox x female reader
Warnings: One sided pining. Fluff. Cute, tooth-rotting interactions between a clone and a sweet kitty cat.
Commander Fox Doesn't like cats.
Or small animals in general.
They're just so-tiny. So fragile.
And he hasn't got time for them.
But You.
You have a cat.
And while you can't seem to stand Fox, you're cat; absolutely LOVES Him.
(Although he can't fathom why; considering his usually stern demeanor along with your very obvious and deep disdain for him.)
Despite the 'situation' with you and despite himself; Fox found that he rather liked being visited by your cat.
(Because then it means you'll come looking for her and by default- him.)
You see; Fox had taken a rather strong liking to you ever since he'd first met you.
He wasn't entirely sure what had piqued his interest; maybe it was the way you'd styled your hair, maybe it was how you dressed and presented yourself, maybe it was your expressiveness and the way you moved- he still couldn't place it, but whatever it was Kriff did he have it bad for you and it only got 'worse' the more the two of you (begrudgingly on your part) interacted. (Which he secretly thanked your rambunctious cat for by giving her treats, cuddles and scritches in secret whenever she popped into his office-usually through his window-
"Mreow?" Speaking of which.
"Come back for more eh?" Fox mused as he saw the pretty kitty with soft white fur and sapphire blue eyes sitting perched on his window sill, looking both happy to see him and expectant for the usual treatment.
"Hello Beautiful; aw." Fox cooed as the cat nuzzled his gloved hand, purring delightedly.
"Why d'you like me so much hm? Wish your Owner liked me even half as much." Fox grumbled half heartedly while he absently stroked down the kitties spine.
"Mow?" The kitty mewed sweetly, looking at him adoringly. (Fox's heart melted far more than he'd like to admit at that.)
"How do I win her over kitty?" Fox sighed.
"Got any hints you can give me?"
"Mow??" The kitty intoned questioningly.
"Guess that's a no." Fox sighed again.
"Here sweetheart; eat up." He insisted, offering her a handful of treats, to which your kitty both eagerly and delicately began happily munching on.
While Fox was watching her eat; an idea struck him.
"That's it! SNACKS!"
~To be continued~ xD???
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WOW. That is such a HUGE compliment. O.o
Thank you so much!!!!
I wrote this for very similar reasons to what you described. I'd seen and read plenty of 'Commanding, Commander Cody, Mr. Always Calm, Charm, Smarm and in charge Cody, and even Mr. Monster of Power and Control Cody; I wanted to read about the softer, more tender, affectionate man that I know is underneath all of that. (And while I was writing it; more just kept on coming to me, almost as if that man himself was begging/feeding me ideas to keep going Idk lol, but that's why it's so much longer than I'd originally planned.) I wanted to show the side of Cody that is still worries beneath that sense of calm self assurance; about whether he's doing enough and that as a Commander he should be doing more even though it's physically impossible; because that's just how dedicated he is.
Is it still a bit ooc? Probably, but I just wanted to allow Cody to be able to have a real 'moment' with his special lady; where it's safe for him to be held, to be vulnerable and to cry.
So, thank you so much for reading and appreciating it even though it's outside of the 'norm.'
🥰💖💖💖
Scars.
Clone troopers x female reader.
How they react when they notice a cut/new scar on your body.
Warnings: Small mentions of Bodily harm. (Usually just by accident or due to reader's clumsiness/or it was bound to happen on the battlefield. If it's triggering or if you're squeamish; feel free to skip.💛 Otherwise; proceed at your own risk.
Part One: Wolffe x female reader
It's been a while since you and Wolffe had had any time alone; so the two of you arranged to meet in a secluded area of the planet you were both currently stationed on.
You sat half perched, half leaning against and behind a rock formation that was large enough to keep the two of you out of earshot and prying eyes while the two of you uh 'caught up' with one another.
It must have been longer than you'd thought since the two of you had last seen each other because Wolffe was being almost uncharacteristically adorable, lavishing heart melting affection upon your hands by slowly turning them over in his and pressing kisses to every finger -until he abruptly stopped when he reached the pinky on your left hand.
"Oh? Now what happened here?" He wondered, a question in his eyes as he turned your hand towards you, displaying a rather deep and still angry looking cut on the side of your pinky finger.
"Oh. That's nothing. S'just a cut." You deflected; trying to remain casual about the whole thing although it had bled like a much larger wound when you'd initially gotten it and still hurt like the Dickens whenever you accidentally brushed or bumped it against anything.
"I can see that. You're cut right down past every layer of skin; how'd it happen? And why haven't you used bacta on it?" Wolffe asked, an odd mix of curiosity and incredulous interest upon his handsome face.
You sighed.
"Wolffe, it's Just a Cut. It's not that serious; really." You tried again; feeling embarrassed and silly about how you'd received such a minor wound.
Wolffe still looked at you expectantly; he wasn't going to let this go until you told him.
You blew out an exasperated breath.
"Ok, fine. I got it while I was testing out a new blade; I was careless and that was the result -?!!" You stopped talking abruptly when Wolffe started ever so lightly kissing near the wounded area of your pinky whilst leveling you with the most intense look that a man with such a gorgeous face should never make. (Because it was bad for your heart.)
"Never thought I'd get this turned on over 'just a little scratch'." He purred, the kisses he planted on your hands becoming more and more ardent. Your breath caught in your throat at his words; combined with his actions, heat blooming to life inside your abdomen and surging forth through your veins so fast it left you dizzy.
"W-Wolffe!?" Was all you could gasp out before he scooped you up and set you to sit upon a flat rock, his hands sliding sensually up your thighs; oh KRIFF you were so sensitive to his touch right now; had it really been that long?!
"Mmm~ Mesh'la." Wolffe rumbled; looking up at you, even his cybernetic eye seeming to blaze with unbridled desire for you.
He then proceeded to use his mouth and his fingers to show you just how much he'd missed you.
~To be continued~💛
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Awww, you're so sweet; I'm so glad you enjoyed it and that it was emotion-evoking. That's more than I could have ever hoped for; thank you so much for reading lovely! I really appreciate it! 🥰💖💖💖
Also~Since you're really good at naming clones~👀
Would you like to name this clone husband?
It would mean a lot to me if you did. I'd even like to write a second part of this, featuring his new name.
What do y'think? :3c
No pressure of course! I totally get it if you don't want to.
Thank you either way @trixie2023
Traveling Soldier.
A Star Wars Clone trooper x female reader scenario.
Warnings: Some angst, Slight smut more towards the end,
It was dark in your room.
You'd been having so much trouble sleeping these past couple of weeks.
You'd been waiting.
So long.
Waiting, Worrying, Wondering when he'd return from this (Kriffing Stupid) campaign.
Your husband.
Your Traveling Soldier.
You'd had to endure all of the sideways glances, of unwanted sympathy from colleagues and his fellow soldiers that were stationed on your home planet.
They knew the two of you were close; they probably even suspected that you might love him, but nobody knew the two of you were married.
You had to endure the rumors and the careless throwaway lines and mumbles of;
'(H/n)?? Wasn't he killed?'
'Poor thing.'
'Yeah. She'll probably find herself an old maid; waiting for him to return.'
'Her 'Traveling Soldier.'
You let out a noise between a low groan that ended in a soft whine.
You couldn't take much more of this.
'I want you HERE.'
'I want you HOME.'
You thought, a desperately longing ache blooming within your breast, sending hot tears spilling from your tightly closed eyes; wetting your eyelashes and dampening his pillow as you wrapped your arms around it; wanting it so badly to be him and cursing that it barely held even a trace of his unique scent anymore.
You thought back to when the day you'd both been dreading had finally arrived and he came home with orders to deploy with his regiment to some far off world (and he couldn't even tell you which) and such a sad, resigned look on his handsome face -you broke down crying.
You really wished you hadn't let that be his last memory of you, but you couldn't help it. Your heart broke for him. He'd immediately wrapped you in his strong arms, held you against his chest, burying his face into your neck, you'd felt his tears against your skin and his shoulders softly shaking too.
The next thing you knew the two of you were kissing, half undressed and clinging onto each other for dear life as you chased that high together one last time. You barely remembered how your orgasm felt in comparison to the feeling of having him feel so close to you in that moment; almost like a new part of you had come to life and it was filled with Him. It was a place inside you full of endless sunrises and sunsets, where only he existed.
'His voice, his smile, his laugh.'
'His warmth, his scent-Stop it.' You begged. Only making yourself more miserable and missing him more.
The onslaught of these increasingly depressing thoughts only made you cry harder.
(Even stranger was fact that you were still mostly asleep.)
Despite that; the parts of your mind that were still 'active', suddenly became aware of another presence in the apartment.
That was impossible of course.
You weren't close to anyone but him.
And it couldn't Be him because both he and his company had not yet returned.
So, who could it be?
Just then, the door to your bedroom slid open and someone entered.
The footfalls sounded large, heavy, sluggish and unfamiliar in your sleep deprived/sleep logged state; so your mind came to the only conclusion that it could.
'Intruder.'
The 'intruder' was making moans, groans and mumblings that sounded very strange to you; whoever it was, they were large.
Your heart was pounding but you kept your eyes firmly shut as the bed dipped when the intruder put their weight on it and began slowly, still sluggishly making their way towards you, the muffled noises and mumblings sounded male and were coming much closer now until a tall, broad shadowy figure was now looming over you-
"I- You didn't give him time to even get the rest of a word out before you were springing up from the bed, only for him to skillfully catch your hands that had surged forward to claw his face off-
"What the Kriff-?!!" You thrashed and fought against the strong grip.
"MESH'LA! Mesh'la, shh, calm down, it's ME! It's Me. I'm Home." A voice that finally sounded familiar to your ears said; then all of your struggling stopped.
"I-is it Really You? Are you Really here???" You panted, disbelieving what of your senses you still had left.
The man leaned forward in the dark and kissed your forehead, just like he- your husband- always did.
"Yes, it's really me. I'm really here." He rumbled; sounding a little apologetic and about as tired as you had been feeling just moments before, but now you were Wide Awake.
It was Him.
He was Here.
Your 'Traveling Soldier' was Finally Home.
It felt like forever that you sat there, panting as the palms of your hands pressed against the naked skin of your husband's broad, tanned chest; your heart pounding as much as his was beneath your fingers.
"I'm sorry I didn't call, or message ahead; I should have- MM!! Mmmph~" You interrupted his sincere apology by mashing your lips against his.
You kissed him in the darkness of your shared apartment.
You kissed him.
Over and over and over you kissed him.
You kissed him as if your very life depended on it and he found himself pushed down onto his back, struggling to keep up with your passionate display of affection.
"Gah!! Haa~ Haa~ Haaa~ Mesh'la Mmmf~!" He gasped when you'd momentarily released him- and he moaned when you kissed him once more.
Then you began sliding your palms, down the thick muscles of his wide, warm chest.
"Y-you Hands- Oh Kriff! Oh I've missed you! Nnnn~ Mesh'la." You loved the way he gasped and moaned for you. He must've gotten touch-starved being so far away from you for so long, making him all the more sensitive to your touch than before.
He gasped and writhed, his muscular body going taught under your ministrations as you kissed, licked and lightly sucked on his nipples.
"KRIFF, THAT FEELS-!!! MMMM~!!"
"So sensitive." You mused as you ran your tongue down his thick torso. You could feel him shuddering under you as you kissed his skin and dipped your tongue into his belly button.
You other hand slid over his muscular thigh and palmed him over the undergarments he usually wore to bed. A delighted smile tugged at your lips when you felt a damp spot of pre-cum, oozing through the material.
"Mmm~ Somebody's excited." You purred, gently palming and rubbing him over the wet spot of material near the head of his barely contained member.
"K-Kriff! Can y'blame me? I b-barely had time to-!!! Wipe my arse l-let alone-!!! G-get off!" He stuttered; practically trembling like a leaf under you.
"That must've been lonely." You said sympathetically.
"I was lonely too. I missed you So Much."
"I couldn't manage to get off without you either. Not without at least hearing your voice, but we had to keep 'radio silence' ." You said with an apologetic expression for the bitter note in your voice.
"I know. And I hated every minute of it Mesh'la. It was excruciating."
" The only thing that kept me going was seeing you and being with you in my dreams." He said, his voice full of such warmth and affection you darn nearly cried again.
You let out a helpless noise, burying your face in his belly for a moment. Then one of his broad hands came up to affectionately caress your hair.
"I've missed you C'yare. Every microsecond I was away."
"Missed you too." Came your reply, muffled by his belly, making his muscles jump, smiling against his skin when he let out a tiny, breathless giggle; clearly still very sensitive even to a mere breath from you.
A devious little smile curled onto your lips as you sat up, laying your hands down on your gorgeous husband's hips, then sliding them down lower~
"M-Mesh'la? What are you??!"
"Making up for lost time." You said determinedly as you kissed your way down his lower belly.
"What-OH! Oh, Ohh MAKER, I Love You!" He gasped and moaned, writhing on the bed as you licked him over the wet patch of his underwear.
"I Know.❤"
~Fin~
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I drew Taun We! 👀
So for those who don't know...Taun We is one of my absolute, forever and ever, favourite star wars characters (and she's totally fine fuck you Fennec)
So while i was watching AOTC for the like 9 billionth time last night...I decided to draw her!
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I'm not 10000% on how i did her pupil/iris area 🤔😅 buuuut its sharpie so...what's done is done 🤣
WIP below!
Hello yes, I see you 👀
Welcome! 🤣
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I forgot to take one when I first started 💀
But yeah! Hope you like it! I do🥰
Might put it on my wall, not sure 🤔
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I am so glad to hear that you are still enjoying it hun.🥰
Reece. I have named him Reece. I love him and I need someone to write about him.😫. I’m not a writer and Definitely not an artist. That’s why I need someone to write him/Reece. I hate that I couldn’t find a better pic of him but y’all know who he is😉
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I’m in lust I mean love with him❤️
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Sorry I've been M.I.A.
I've been really tired and depressed.
Getting out of bed has been really hard.
Everything has just felt like such a burden lately.
I've felt like a burden.
I haven't wanted to do anything but rest, read, watch shows and listen to Star wars audio comics.
I feel stuck, frustrated and dissatisfied with how my life has gone so far. (Of course it's my own damn fault; I know that. I'm just spiraling right now.)
I know I'm being a baby right now, but things just feel pretty bleak right now and if any of y'all have some nice, encouraging words; I'd really appreciate it.
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I am so dang JEALOUS \>3</!!!
I've wanted those books for months, but I'm happy for you! I think you're really going to like them hun! (If you haven't read them yet that is lol)
Either way; Congrats! That's awesome!
My husband is going to buy me the Republic Commando books!
I'm so excited to cry~
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🤣🤣🤣👍
MOVE RAMFART IM NEXT IN LINE!!!!!
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Mace Windu or the Chancellor breaks that awkward silence by farting loudly and obnoxiously without even changing their expression.
And it goes right back to awkward silence because Obi Wan and Anakin might be kinda Renegades, but they're not so stupid as to offend either of these grumpy assed men by laughing. (In front of them.)
Inside Obi Wan is cry-wheezing and Anakin is mentally bouncing off of the walls going absolutely NUTS with boyish cackles and ugly snorts.
You're welcome.
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The Definition Of Awkward Silence
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I really needed this today.
Rex Stop
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This? This is everything; Love me some Commander Neyo.
Thank you so much for filling my request hun; I love it!💖💖💖
I'll have to send some more Commander Neyo requests your way if you're cool with it; love me some rare clones getting the love that they deserve!💖💖💖
Hello! May I please have a Ruby for Commander Blackout or Neyo (whomever's the grumpiest lol) x female reader scenario set in Winter where he keeps hearing about her from a lot of the the shinnies and his vod gushing about how lovely and wonderful she is and it pisses him off for some reason/or he just gets sick of hearing it; until he meets her himself and then he realizes immediately what they mean and finds himself swiftly falling deeply and passionately in love with her because there's just something so bright, warm and alluring about her and he just wants her for himself. Feel free to either make it steamy/smutty or not. I'm just happy with him being super passionate with his attraction and pursuit of her and she reciprocates? And maybe they kiss? But just go with whatever inspires you the most; I know it's gonna be great whatever it is! Please and thank either way! \>v</
Brighter Than The Sun
Summary: The new IT girl at the base Neyo is Marshal Commander of is a thorn in his side, and he hasn’t met her yet. If he has to listen to one more person sing her praises, he’s not going to be responsible for what happens.
Pairing: Commander Neyo x F!Reader
Word Count: 1200
Warnings: None
Tagging: @trixie2023 @n0vqni @imabeautifulbutterfly
A/N: Hihi! I decided to go with Neyo because I love him! I also, for the first time, went over my word limit. Only by 200 words, but still. Anyway! I hope you like it!
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Neyo is not in a spectacular mood.
He woke up in a foul mood, largely due to the sheer amount of snow falling from the sky. And it only became worse when he went to check what was on the schedule for the day only to see that his datapad wasn’t working.
And then he went to the mess hall for some caf, and had to listen to a group of shinies sing the praises of the newest civvie who came to the base. They weren’t saying anything he hasn’t heard before: she’s stunning, with a body to die for, and a smile that feels like the summer sun-
Honestly, if it wasn’t for the sheer amount of paperwork it would take, he’d seriously consider stunning them and throwing them in the brig for being sheer annoyances.
Needless to say, Neyo was not in the finest of moods when his General came over to find out why he was glaring at his datapad.
And her suggestion of taking it to IT to have them take a look at it was not appreciated.
Still, Neyo is realistic. He can’t fix it, and none of his vod can fix it, which is why the base has an IT department in the first place. So he finishes his caf, and the breakfast that he’s forcing himself to eat, and he makes the long walk through the base to the IT department.
There’s only one person in the room when he arrives.
The new girl.
She’s clad in long pants and a vibrant yellow shirt that reminds him of Bly’s tattoos, and she’s standing on a desk while her arm is buried in the room’s heater.
Now that he’s paying attention to it, it is freezing in here.
He clears his throat, and the woman pauses, before she twists slightly on the table to see who’s there. She blinks at him, and then flashes a bright smile, “Marshal Commander Neyo, yes?”
He arches a single brow, “In the flesh.”
“Oh, wonderful! I’ve been hoping to-oh, hold on-” There’s the sound of something hitting something and then she rips her arm out of the heater and shakes her hand out, “Ah, well. I’ll have to try and fix it later.” She mumbles, and then she hops down from the table, and hurries over to him, a blinding smile on her face, “I’ve been hoping to meet you, but you’re a hard man to catch!”
Neyo blinks at her, stunned.
Now that he’s met her, he can understand what his brothers meant. She is stunning. And now he can’t help but think that the way his brothers talk about her is grossly inappropriate.
“Well, I’m here now.” Neyo finally says, “My datapad isn’t working.”
She holds her hand out, even her nails are painted yellow with little white flowers on them. She’s karking adorable. “May I?”
“That's why I’m here.” He presses the datapad into her hand and he watches as she moves to sit at a table overflowing with flimsy. “Are you working alone today?”
“Oh. I’m the only one who works in IT.” She replies, “The previous guy who had my position quit.”
“I…see.” Neyo pokes around the room, there are parts of the room that are very neat, but the majority of the room looks like there was an explosion. “And the heater?”
“Broken.”
“...it’s freezing outside.”
“Well. Yes.” She admits, “But I have a jacket,” She gestures to a winter jacket lying on a table nearby, “I took it off to work on the heater.”
“That’s not your job-?”
She looks up, “Um…well, apparently this base has a manning issue? Maintenance quit too.” She tilts her head, and her hair shifts enough to see that her earrings are little white flowers too. “Did you not know?”
“I don’t generally handle civilian employees.” Neyo replies. 
“Oh, that makes sense.” She messes with his datapad for a moment, “Um…you need a new datapad.” She smiles at him, “If you give me a couple of hours, I’ll get the new one for you by the end of the day.”
“Thanks.” Neyo pauses, “I’ll get one of my brothers to come and fix your heater. Can’t have our IT girl turning into an icicle.”
She flashes a blinding smile in his direction, and Neyo averts his gaze. She has no business being so pretty.
It’s the beginning of a slightly odd friendship.
Neyo finds himself in her office more and more often, it’s quiet, and his presence keeps even the most pushy of his brothers from trying to pressure her into a date. And she is good company, warm and welcoming.
It doesn’t take long before Neyo finds himself yearning for her. 
It’s almost two months later, in the middle of the worst snowstorm that he’s ever seen, when Neyo gets the chance to make a change to their relationship. He’s sitting at a free desk in her office, his feet kicked up on “his” desk, while she’s working on formatting a datapad at her desk when the lights flicker, and then cut out.
Neyo pauses and glances at the lights, and then sighs when he hears the generator kick on. The heat comes back, but the only lights that come on are the emergency lights.
“I guess the storm won,” She jokes with a quiet laugh as she sets the datapad down.
“Guess so.” Neyo tosses his datapad on the desk and leans back to look at her, “No point in even bothering to work now-” He grumbles.
“Well, you deserve a break.” She replies, and Neyo glances at her.
“You work just as hard as I do.” He drops his feet to the ground and pushes to his feet.
“Well…yes. That’s true.” She brushes some of her hair out of her face, “But, well, let’s be honest. It’s not like I can hang out with anyone other than you. Your brothers tend to be kind of…weird, when I’m around.”
“And I’m not?”
“You’ve never made me feel like a walking steak next to a starving man-” She replies, “Not that they’ve ever done anything inappropriate, before you fly off the handle. I can manage a few uncomfortable looks.”
Neyo sighs, “I hoped that they would stop.”
“It’s fine, really. I’ve been dealing with looks like that since I was nine.”
“...that’s sickening.”
“That’s being a woman.” She smiles at him, “Anyway, I guess I’ll just return to my quarters until the power comes back.” She pauses when Neyo’s hand comes out to cup her cheek, “...Commander?”
“Can I kiss you?”
He can feel her cheek heat under his hand, and he can’t stop himself from lightly stroking her cheek.
“You…want to kiss me?” She squeaks.
“I want a lot more than that, but, for now, I’ll stick with kissing. With your permission?”
“I…yes…please-”
His lips land against hers in a kiss that starts out soft and sweet and slowly grows more heated. 
And when he sits her on the edge of her desk, and moves to stand between her legs, with his lips moving to her neck to leave an obvious mark on her sensitive skin…well, he has to stake his claim somehow, right?
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Real footage of Tech slipping on a banana peel.
i will NOT stop showing y’all my fave bad batch stills
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Please do!
But allow me to make one request; please be at least a little more creative than 'Oh you're REALLY horny Lol.'
Thank you.
A persons fanfic tells you a lot about them, i , a fanfic writer, realize in terror
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Reblogging~ For Friends~💚
Reece. I have named him Reece. I love him and I need someone to write about him.😫. I’m not a writer and Definitely not an artist. That’s why I need someone to write him/Reece. I hate that I couldn’t find a better pic of him but y’all know who he is😉
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I’m in lust I mean love with him❤️
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YOU'RE SKILLS THOUGH 😱😱😱
DANG, THAT'S SO GOOD!~🔥🔥🔥
I drew Taun We! 👀
So for those who don't know...Taun We is one of my absolute, forever and ever, favourite star wars characters (and she's totally fine fuck you Fennec)
So while i was watching AOTC for the like 9 billionth time last night...I decided to draw her!
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I'm not 10000% on how i did her pupil/iris area 🤔😅 buuuut its sharpie so...what's done is done 🤣
WIP below!
Hello yes, I see you 👀
Welcome! 🤣
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I forgot to take one when I first started 💀
But yeah! Hope you like it! I do🥰
Might put it on my wall, not sure 🤔
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I second this! I Love Captain Wilco!
And I have been sitting on a fic idea for him for far too long now; it's high time I write it. Thanks for the reminder! 💚
This is a Captain Wilco appreciation post.
My boy doesn’t get enough attention from the fandom which is weird to be honest. Like we normally go wild over every. Single. Clone. Ever. But i haven’t really seen anything for Wilco, like we know more about him than Soup or Toast clones. He actually exists unlike a certain 212th medic (I dont even know where Helix came from but i love him).
We know his rank, his name, his face, and how he dies. That’s it. Like what battalion was he in before Order 66? Did he serve under any known Jedi? Is he batchmates with anyone we know? I personally think he looks young, like fresh off Kamino young.
I dont know if it’s because he’s an antagonist (which i highly doubt) but he’s a scarily competent Captain, who cares about his men, and sticks to his morals. He deserves more recognition and didn’t deserve his death. The batch better drop Rampart back in prison or something I’ll be pissed if he walks.
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