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deejadabbles · 1 year

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Songs in the Kitchen (Bad Batch fluff)

Summary: You're appalled when you find out about your new team's lack of nutrition and...well, what fun is cooking without a little dancing? Hunter x GN Reader and (platonic) Omega and Reader. No warnings, just cute domestic fluff.

A.N: Got this idea while making dinner last night and listening to Temuera Morrison's cover of Can't Take My Eyes off You. So, you have Clone Daddy to thank for this XD Also!! I have a bone to pick with this song! All my life I thought the lyrics were "I would walk 500 miles" but it's not?? It's "roll"??? My whole life is a lie. Anyway, I hope you guys like this, reblogs and comments are much appreciated!

"If they ever upgrade this ship, you'll help me convince them to invest in an actual kitchen, right?"

For possibly the fifth time you had rammed your foot into Gonky as he, you, and Omega shuffled around the pitiful table that the soldiers insisted was 'fine enough' for food provisions.

Omega chuckled as she climbed onto said droid to give you some more room. "You got it! I think cooking will be really fun in a real kitchen!"

You smiled down at her, the light in her eyes instantly alleviating any annoyance your stubbed foot may have caused you. You still couldn't believe that you only just discovered last week that Omega, nor any of her clone siblings, had ever learned the basics of cooking. Wrecker insisted that shooting wildlife and spit-roasting them counted...you did not. There was a difference between survival hunting and actual cooking!

In fact, the batch had been quite unphased when you observed the fact that they only ever seemed to eat ration bars and whatever slop they got from local cantinas. That caused a whole uproar on your part, scolding all of them for not caring more about their health. Yes, eating ration bars during the war was...unfortunate, but a harsh necessity. Eating them while away on whatever job they took was...acceptable, you supposed. But when they spent days on a reasonable planet with plenty of resources?! You couldn't believe they thought it was rational to still only eat those dry, tasteless bricks!

So now, here you were carving out the tiniest space available on the ship in an effort to cook your friends a somewhat decent home-cooked meal. Omega, always the bright-eyed wonderer, was eager to help while her brothers were in town for supplies.

Right now 'helping' was mostly just learning, since there honestly wasn't much room for her to do much. But you appreciated the company.

You rummaged through a box of things Tech had gathered for you; things he said were 'adequate cooking substitutes' in lieu of actual utensils, searching for a pear knife. You managed to dig up a serrated vibro dagger....alright, good enough.

While you chopped away at a strange local fruit, and Omega looked on with rapt interest, you couldn't help but smile. Despite the odd circumstances, the whole setting was quite domestic, and you thought of how happy it made you, that Omega was getting her own version of such an experience. Omega, who, like her brothers, had never had parents to dote on them and teach them, to have simple, warm moments like this with.

You hadn't noticed that you were humming until your hips started moving to the melody in your head. It was such an old song, but one that always made you feel so, whimsical, perhaps?

After scooping the first fruit into the bowl you moved on to the next item, one that Hunter had mentioned trying in the market the other day.

Hunter.

The thought of him made some heat fill your cheeks. You wondered- or rather, hoped, that he would like the meal you were making. The night after you had made such a fuss over their eating, Hunter had mentioned something to you, a far-off look in his eye like usual, as if he had a million things on his mind and that was just the one floating to the surface.

"Meal times weren't exactly a good time for us," he'd mused, not even looking at you, "even during downtime on Kamino, it was just another reminder that we didn't belong, even among clones."

That confession, along with an off-handed comment Omega had once made about no one but her sitting with them in the mess hall made your heartache.

Well, this will just be your chance to make mealtime a good memory for them!

Even more determination swelled in your chest as you moved about the small space, you'd have each of them smiling over your food if it killed you!

In fact, with each in mind, you started portioning off Hunter's plate when it came time to add the seasoning. Couldn't have his enhanced senses going mad with too much spice.

That old melody came floating back to you again, as you thought of the handsome sergeant.

"Pardon the way that I stare There's nothin' else to compare The sight of you leaves me weak There are no words left to speak"

The lyrics came easily as you worked, they were words of something pure, innocent; a rarity in this galaxy. A silly little dance even weaved its way into your movements.

"But if you feel like I feel Please let me know that it's real You're just too good to be true Can't take my eyes off of you"

"What are you doing?"

Omega's sudden question snapped you out of your daze- just in time to ram your foot into Gonky again.

After shaking the limb out with a curse you looked up at the child with a brow raised, "Uh?"

"What was that? That strange talking?"

You tilted your head, "Um... you mean my singing?" Come on, you knew you weren't a concert vocalist or anything, but did she really think you were that bad?

Omega's eyes went wide with excitement, "Oh! That's what singing is?"

"You've never heard singing before?!"

Unabashed, the girl just shook her head, "No, I mean, I've heard music before. Every once in a while Nala Se would play some Kaminoian music while she worked, but it was just sounds, no voices."

You stood there stunned for a moment, unable to think of anything to reply with. Just what else had this poor girl been deprived of in her childhood? Now that you thought about it, you'd never heard the boys play any music either. Maker, you hoped they had at least heard singing before.

"Omega," you started after a moment, "would you like to hear some of my music collection while we cook?"

You honestly had not thought it possible for her eyes to sparkle more, but the little one managed it.

"So you think we got enough?" Wrecker groaned, shifting the crate on his shoulder.

Tech didn't look away from his data pad as he answered, "We acquired everything on the list we were given, I can't fathom there would be any reason for complaint. Even with our friend's sudden, irrational concern for our eating habits."

"Don't mock it like that," Echo chimed in, "I think the change in pace is nice. You can't tell me you actually like those ration bars day in and day out."

"I fail to see how 'like' is of any consequence," was all Tech huffed in response.

Hunter, who was walking ahead of them all, let out a sigh. He wanted to tell them to pick up the pace, but bit back the urge. You had insisted that you could scrape together the first meal with what you had on the ship already, but, if their haul from the market could make your task easier, he wanted to get it to you sooner rather than later.

All of this was just so...sweet of you to begin with. Hunter never wanted to complain about anything regarding their life style, not during the war, not now, it was what it was, and he accepted that. You could have done the same, but instead, you went out of your way to improve things.

Hell, you could have just balked at their lifestyle, and made your own, separate from them, made your own food to eat in your own part of the ship. Instead, you had decided to include them all in your efforts, even putting up with their grumbles and gripes with that cute, bossy attitude you got when you were determined.

Hunter found the whole thing incredibly endearing.

Not to mention your inclusion of Omega. You were giving the little one an experience, a memory that she would carry with her always. The sergeant felt his lips curl up at the thought. You were a good companion for Omega...you were a good companion for all of them.

Unfortunately, his happy little musings were brought to a screeching halt as his hearing picked up on something. His enhanced senses did that a lot, noticing things before his brain could really register them. They were nearing the ship and, had the voices sounded distressed, he would have been on high alert. Instead, they sounded...was that, singing?

"When I go out, yeah I know I'm gonna be I'm gonna be the man who goes along with you When I get drunk, well I know I'm gonna be I'm gonna be the man who gets drunk next to you!"

The sound was almost foreign to Hunter's ears, your's and Omega's voices sounded quite different, but it was definitely your vocals crooning over what he now realized was music.

"What is that sound?" Tech asked behind him. They had gotten close enough now that even his brothers could hear it. Hunter could just imagine the shrugs and confused looks they were giving each other as he opened the door at the top of the loading ramp.

"And I would roll 500 miles And I would roll 500 more Just to be the man who rolls a thousand miles To fall down at your door"

In all the years he'd been aboard the Marauder with his team, he'd never seen something quite like this. Your music blared through the ship's speakers while you and Omega danced in the small space he'd cleared for your make-shift kitchen.

"When I'm working, yes I know I'm gonna be I'm gonna be the man who's working hard for you!"

You threw something into the sizzling pan atop the would-be hotplate Echo had improvised for you, before leaning down and taking Omega's hands in a silly little jig of a dance.

"And when the money, comes in for the work I do I'll pass almost every penny on to you"

"Hey hey!" Wrecker cheered, dropping the crate in the doorway, "A dance party!" and just like that he joined the happy fray.

Your eyes lit up upon seeing them, and if he'd thought you would stop, he was wrong.

"When I come home(When I come home), well I know I'm gonna be I'm gonna be the man who comes back home to you!"

Your dance turned into some jabbing motions, aimed at them to go along with the apt lyrics. Hunter was glad you didn't stop, with the delighted look on your face and the squeal of delight from Omega as Wrecker lifted her atop his shoulders, his soft smile was back tenfold.

"Well," Tech began, the smallest traces of amusement in his voice, "things are certainly lively with them around."

Lively indeed, because when the song's chorus picked up again, no one was safe from the infectious, joyous mood. Wrecker lunged forward, leaving Omega to grab hold of both Tech and Echo and drag them to the proverbial dance floor.

In turn, Hunter felt a warm hand grab his, and you pulled him into a bouncing dance that would have been right at home around a bonfire.

His face felt a little hot despite himself, but he looked down at you, a fondness in his eye he didn't even know he was capable of as you sang along with the song.

"When I'm lonely, well I know I'm gonna be I'm gonna be the one who's lonely without you"

Hunter couldn't help himself, he tuned out the actual song, focusing wholly on your voice as it wrapped around the words. And, for just a little while, Hunter imagined that you were singing them to him and him alone.

"And when I'm dreaming, well I know I'm gonna dream I'm gonna Dream about the time when I'm with you"

Maybe someday you would sing for him, but for now, he was content with this.

"When I go out, well I know I'm gonna be I'm gonna be the one who goes along with you"

He took a chance, and pulled you in just a little closer as he tried to keep up with your silly dance.

"And when I come home, yes I know I'm gonna be I'm gonna be the one who comes back home with you"

Yeah, he was more than content with this, for now.

"I'm gonna be the man who's coming home with you"

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pedropascalssimp · 3 years

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Close call

Boba fett x fem reader

Request: I thought about Boba nearing death on a hunt and coming back to his love then. Lots of angst.

Warnings: language. Angst. Fluff. Short because I'm not talented.

Tags: @anilynworlds here you go my dear friend! I hope you like it👉👈🥺

I know it's jango but I saw this gif fitting and I can't get enough of temuera Morrisons gorgeousness 💕

You've spent many times on this ship awaiting for your love to return back to you from hunts, every time he would, throwing the quarry under Carbonite and embracing you with a warm hug, face nuzzling your neck as he relaxed, taking you in and relishing in the fact you was still there, that he was still there. You knew that every time he walked out that door he was putting himself in danger, you even voiced your concern one morning when you refused to untangle yourself from him, not wanting to let him escape the warmth of the small cot you shared.

"boba just take one day off from hunting... Or at least stay for a few hours longer..." you pout while wrapping around him, arms holding him close while your Chen rests on his chest, staring up at him.

He chuckles and let's his fingertips softly caress the bare skin of your back, "if it was a possibility I'd stay here with you as long as you'd like... But unfortunately I can't" he muttered while a amused glint sparked in his eye's.

You sighed, a little sad he couldn't stay, but you knew that this was who he was. You give his chest a little kiss before laying on your side beside him, reluctantly letting him go. He watched with a rare gentle expression, a look only you was lucky enough to see.

"I'll be back before you know it" he pressed a kiss to your forehead, slowly placing one on your cheek, then finally one on your lips. You smiled up at him, "don't leave the ship" he reminds you, rolling out of bed. You watched him get dressed, putting his armor on then giving you one last look before leaving. But his words before he left always made your heart clench, always made you feel a wave of sadness wash over you, "if I don't return in a weeks time leave the planet without me... It's most likely I'm dead" he always said that, always. But then he'd laugh it off and follow it up with, "but we both know that'll never happen cyar'ika" giving you his little nod before leaving the ship.

That felt like months ago, it had been so long since you've last heard his voice, seen those gorgeous brown eye's you couldn't get enough of. But he promised he'd be back, he always kept his promises....

But why wasn't he back? Why has it been weeks since he left?

You paced the ship, running a hand through your hair as you tried blinking the tears away. He'd be back, he had to be. Perhaps he was struggling to find the bounty and opted to spend the nights out until coming back.

Yeah, he was just refusing to return without the bounty, because he was stubborn like that. You let a dry chuckle escape your lips at the thought, a single hot tear rolling down your cheek.

But what if he finally met his match? What if the bounty got the upper hand and hurt boba? Or worse... What if he killed him -

You frantically shake your head refusing to believe that, you couldn’t lose him, your love, your riduur.... The tears fell freely, hot against your cheeks as your vision blurred. You lean your back against the ship and cry, sliding to the floor and hugging your knees to your chest.

It's been a week, almost two. And you refused to leave without him, even if he told you too, you couldn't bring yourself to. You let out a sob and hug your legs, "boba please... Please come back" you muttered into the empty ship, hoping he'd walk through the door and scoop you up in his arms, whispering his sweet yet gruff words of love to you.

But he was gone... You was just as stubborn as him and refused to believe it. You swallow the lump in your throat and stand up, wiping your tears, although they was quickly replaced by more. You walk over to the exit of the ship, walking down the ramp. The planet was another swampy one. The air damp and humid, insects buzzing around. The sun was setting, making the sky orange. You let out a shaky breath and decide perhaps you should look for boba, what if he was hurt and he needed you?

Or what if you found him but he was beyond help?

"please be okay..." you whisper to yourself and ready yourself to search for him. Just as your boot hits the moist ground, you hear it. The snapping of a twig and his gruff voice.

"I - I thought I said don't... Leave the ship?" he struggled to talk but his voice had your head snapping in his direction, relief hitting you like a inraged mud horn. But that relief morphed into worry.

He was limping, barely standing up as one hand clutched his bleeding side while the other held a large stick helping him stand properly, his helmet was still on, but you knew he must look beaten up under it.

You didn't waste another second and rush to his side, wrapping a arm around his middle carefully. Helping him walk back to the slave I, once inside you gently set him down on the floor, kneeling down beside him, taking his helmet off. His face bruised and cut, his lower lip cut deep.

You gasp at the sight of him and placed the helmet down looking over the rest of him, "he had friends" boba forced out a chuckle, "I didn't expect him to have so many other people around" he groans loudly as you work on taking his armor off.

"don't talk... Just, just sit here I'll be right back" you stand up and hurriedly look for the med kit. Thankfully you found in and rush back, sitting on your knees beside him, taking a blade and cutting his shirt exposing the gash on his side. It was deep and blood still pours from the wound.

He watched you with a gentle look, although he was in pain, he managed to hide it like every other emotion. "you didn't leave... I told you to leave if I didn't return in a weeks time" his voice came out more raspy, lower as he watched your tears fall, your hands shake as you wipe away the blood on his side and try fixing it.

"I can't leave without you boba... I couldn't leave" you say while spraying bacta spray on his wound, he hisses and flinched at the sting, making you mutter a apology while soon getting the patch out to put over it. You then move over to look over the bruises on his ribs.

He saw how your lip trembles, he knew that you was worried about him. He knew that you hated seeing him in this condition. So he reaches a hand out to gently touch your cheek, his palm pressed against your cheek as you cried, shoulders shaking as you squeeze your eyes shut.

"I thought you was dead... I was so scared boba" you cried, his heart hurting way worser then his injuries. He hated to see you cry, hated the pain that swirled in your eyes. He couldn't stand knowing that it was caused by him.

"I'm alive... A little beaten up, but I'm alive mesh'la" he weakly smiles, eye's tired as he breaths unevenly. "I would never leave you alone in this galaxy... Nothing can take me away from you" he watches how your eyes open up slowly, looking up at him.

"I love you, so damn much... Don't ever leave me" you say, grabbing his hand that was on your cheek and pressing a kiss to his palm.

He smiled, "I love you too, I promise I'll never leave you..." he muttered while leaning his head back against the wall of his ship, letting you clean and fix up his little injuries.

A silence fell over the ship, boba knew you was highly upset, Tears finally stopped flowing but you snifled while cleaning the blood off of his lip. You wasn't mad, if you was you'd ignore his existence, you was scared, pain enveloped you the moment you saw his condition he was in. You and him both knew that he lived a dangerous life... But seeing him have a near death experience? Having to nurse him back to health because I quarry got the best of him? It was a slap to the face from reality, that it was likely he'd leave you on this ship with nothing more then a kiss and a promise of his return, but it was a promise he couldn't keep, for he was likely to never return one day....

That thought made a small noise that sounded much like a pained whimper escape your lips. Hands shaking as you cleaned his face. Boba sighs, slowly cupping the nape of your neck and pulling you down so your head rests against his bare chest. You let him hold you, relishing in the fact he was still hear, alive....

"I'm sorry princess..." he whispers, raspy voice breaking the silence. You shake your head and peek up at him, eye's red from crying so much.

"what if you wouldn't have made it back to me boba? I can't live in a universe without you...." you murmur tearfully, your palm pressed against his cheek and stroking an old scar. He leans into your touch.

"yes you can cyar'ika, you'll have to if something ever happens to me - not that it will... But y/n, my love... Promise me that if something ever happens to me you'll live a happy a life, that you'll settle down somewhere on a safe planet and find someone to take care of you..." he trailed off as he felt the familiar feeling of pain swirling in his heart, consuming his whole being like fire.

You kept your eyes on his, the golden specks twirling within the dark brown of his eye's. Letting out a soft breath, you push the upcoming tears away, "I'll settle on a planet, but with no other lover.... You own my heart boba, it belongs to you even if you are no longer around to hold it" you seen the way his eye's get glossy, unshed tears swimming in his eye's. He would never let them fall, boba would never cry in front of anyone, not even you.

"we are one when together..." you quietly repeated the vows you had both spoken merely a year ago.

"we are one when parted..." he said with a small smile, hand trailing from the nape of your neck to cup your cheek. "I'm not going anywhere riduur, I'd never dream of leaving you alone in this galaxy" he reassures, thumb softly rubbing circles into the soft skin of your face.

"good...let's get you into bed, you have to be uncomfortable" you stand up, hands gently taking his as you help him stand up. He groans in pain, but is quick to shoot you a small smile to ease your worry.

You wrap your arm around his waist again as he drapes a arm over your shoulders, barely putting his weight on you in fear he'd hurt you. After you made it into the small room with a cot in it, you lay him down easily, checking the wound in his side one last time before crawling in bed yourself. Snuggling his side while being mindful of his injuries.

The silence that resides in the room makes you nearly fall asleep, eye's heavy from all the crying you'd done earlier, the sound of your husband's heart beating lulling you to sleep. But he placed a kiss atop your head, "ni kar'tayli gar darasuum" he whispers into the night, but you heard and repeated the words back to him,

"I love you too"

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