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happytroopers · 3 months

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Lessons in Self Defense // Howzer x Reader

Summary: little blurb about how quickly a Captain’s self defense seminar can turn into something else, especially in Ryloth’s afternoon sun.

Warnings: suggestive implications nothing mentioned explicitly, not even pg13, mostly fluff

"Ok, plant your foot- a little wider," Howzer paused to try to hide his grimace when your foot slid out a little too wide, which threw your balance off, "Not that wide, honey."

"Yeah, I gathered that." You snipped backed, cheeks puffing as you blew a piece of your hair out of your face before readjusting your feet. Howzer’s lip quirked up into a smirk at your sass, tapping your ankle with the toe of his boot to make you angle better.

"Better." He breathed, almost instantly dropping into a fighting position. When the captain did it, he looked graceful, powerful… dangerous. Standing across from him, trying to mirror it, you just felt… awkward, "Ok, now try to hit me."

Immediately, you dropped the stance, shaking your head, "Howzer, I’m not hitting you."

"(Y/N), the only way to learn is to practice." He reminded you for what seemed to be the hundredth time, not rising from him stance. Still, you shook your head defiantly.

"I don’t want to hurt you, Howz."

That was what made drop his stance, or at least half way as he laughed out right at you. Your cheeks flushed with heat as he laughed at you, fortunately the blistering Ryloth heat had already given you a permanent blush so he couldn’t outright read your embarrassment.

"I take it back. I’ll hit you now." You muttered as his laughter died down. As frustrated as you were with your lack of talent for fighting, it was nice to hear him laugh so loudly. Seeing your unamused deadpan, he tried to temper his amusement.

"And that’s very kind of you, honey, but I promise, you can’t hurt me." He promised you with a wink.

He seemed at ease here, in a secluded spot behind General Syndulla’s estate. Teaching, or at least attempting to teach you some basic self defense. Though you were fairly sure it was just another reason to sneak off together. His teal painted armor was piled up nearly a couple feet away, leaving him in only his blacks from the waist up. Had it been five degrees hotter, he would have discarded those too. But, you were already distracted enough as it was.

Seeing that you still weren’t crazy over the idea of actually hitting him, he sighed bemusedly, not for the first time wondering how someone like him lucked out with someone like you. This time, he back up a bit and held up both of his palms, as if expecting two high-fives.

"How about this?"

Behind his held up hands, his eyes were soft, hopeful. Howzer had always been hard to say no to. You sighed, dropping back into stance. His grin stretched, "Good girl."

You tried not to let your face betray what affect those words had on you as you held your fists up the way he showed you. Without further deliberation, you struck as he had taught you.

Right, left, right, while keeping whichever hand wasn’t striking close to guard your face.

"Just like that. Do it again, harder." He instructed. As he had said, the solid contact did feel good- made you feel powerful even if Howzer didn’t budge. He grinned at your excited smile.

So, you did it again, hurling your fist harder, and then again. He had wrapped your knuckles earlier, doing it painstakingly slowly with enough suggestive eye contact that you had almost forgot about training, but now you were glad he did. Even with the extra layer, your hands and wrists already ached- a dull throbbing shooting up your bones. But his encouragement kept you going until you were sweating.

When he could tell your hits were getting softer and shakier, he took a step back on purpose. Being so in the zone, you didn’t realize until your fist missed its mark and you had no choice but to follow it’s momentum. Straight into Howzer’s chest.

The captain, of course, caught you easily, twisting you around so your back pressed to his chest. His larger arms were wrapped around your midsection, hips flush to yours as his breathe fanned over your neck, "Now break this hold, just like a showed you."

Unfortunately, he had shown you that move right after taking off his armor. You had been throughly distracted by his blacks instead of paying attention. But you had other ideas- he might be a soldier, but he was also a man.

"What if I don’t want to?" You whispered back, leaning into the hold instead of fighting against it. You felt Howzer stiffen behind you as he processed what you said.

"Oh. Oh."

He cleared his throat, his grip adjusting so it was less tactile and more… fitting for the situation. "In that case, we can move on to…"

In that moment, you seized the opportunity to drop to the ground, breaking away from him before he could register. When you rose from the dusty ground and flashed him a victorious smile, his face went from flushed to unamused understanding.

"That was a dirty move, honey." He scolded you, taking a step forward with a look on his face that you knew all too well. Your victorious smiled turned to a cheeky grin, knowing exactly what the darkening, predatory look in his eyes meant for you. You took a couple of timid steps back, feeling the familiar twist in your stomach as he matched your movement.

"All’s fair in love and war?"

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On a flight reading through old stuff on my notes app, most things are unfinished but I wrapped them up so I could post parts of things at least. Sorry I don’t write fr anymore maybe one day 🫣

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fandom-friday · 1 month

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Hello friend Karrde!

I hope that all here have been well and prosperous, or at least not buried in snow like me. I have more offerings again for the rec list! I apologize because this is gonna be a whopper of a list too, totally understand if it doesn't make it in this week.

On the Art side of things:

@pinkiemme has been rocking our world with both Commanders Wolffe and Mayday... such scrumptiousness. But then I saw this panel of Captain Rex and... (crying).

@rexxdjarin again with the thick and healthy series latest Echo and Gregor... the study of muscular anatomy is so on point!

@sunshinesdaydream has given us the adorable duo of Hardcase and Sparks

@spicyclones79s has gifted us Omega & Hunter, Commander Wolffe, and a very sweet Foxio

@ladykagewaki always has my heart with the Bebe batch snuggles But also Ms. Fangirl has shared how to summon Echo (May contain spoilers!)

@cloned-eyes made me smile with Wrecker and his little friends but then sob when I saw Jenot.

Comic Recs!:

@paperback-rascal is back with mercy and co with an interesting neurologic finding on Major 40

Fic Recs!:

@pickleprickle 's Newest fic features an injured Mace Windu in the wake of the Empire's rise in Shattered Sunrise. When I say I binged the first two chapters... go read!

if anyone is in need of a Howzer Fic after @the-rain-on-kamino has just reposted their Exigency series. I didn't get a chance to read it the first time and am making my way through it now and let me tell ya... the love, the longing, the CAPTAIN! oh and the build up to the SMUT!

Hopefully I'll have the other comic pieces gathered together for next week and a few more recs. Till then happy reading!

This is one HECK of a list that's got a little something for every TCW/TBB fan out there! I love all of the artwork, and the fics are phenomenal!!!

(Quick correction: the art of Hardcase and Sparks was a commission done by @cloned-eyes)

As always, THANK YOU for taking the time to pull all these together!!

Participate in Fandom Friday to show your favorite creators from this week some love! :)

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letsquestjess · 6 months

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Protective Measures - Part 2 (Howzer x GN!Reader)

Summary: After an assassination attempt, you and Howzer face your feelings for each other before you must inevitably part ways.

Word count: 1.8K

Warnings: Minor details of injury. Bit of angst. Very suggestive content so there is a huge 18+ and an MDNI on this one. Just to clarify, the assassination attempt is not on Reader or Howzer.

Part 1 | Part 3

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Two laughter-filled peals broke the stillness of the corridor and mirthful tones decorated the otherwise dull hush.

“Truly,” you exhaled between chuckles, your shoulders settling from their amused judders. “It was the most bizarre exchange I have ever seen, but somehow, it worked. Both sides were satisfied with the trade and an alliance was formed.”

Howzer’s teal pauldron swayed as he let out another muffled snicker. The few politicians and officers you both passed spared you disapproving glances, but he didn’t care. He would withstand every chiding stare, every scoff and derision, just to hear you laugh again. “If anybody else had told me that story, I may not have believed them,” he admitted.

“Sometimes, I wonder whether I believe it myself, but it’s all there in the reports. Down to the finest detail.”

Your cheeks ached from the uncontrollable laughter, and a soreness overtook your sides, but never had you experienced such a profound sense of ease. In Howzer’s company, relaxation came naturally, and you had spent numerous nights talking into the small hours. It saddened you to think that the moment the negotiations concluded, you would be shipped back to Coruscant, uncertain if your path would bring you and the charming captain together again.

“Senator?”

A faint jolt shivered through your chest as his voice returned you from your musing. “Sorry, did you say something?”

“No. You seemed a bit preoccupied.”

“I was just mulling over the discussions,” you fibbed, disguising your true thoughts as you neared the council chamber. “A lot is riding on today.”

“You are stronger than you realise,” Howzer assured you.

“While I appreciate the sentiment, if I leave that hall with anything half-decent, it will be a miracle.” By the heavy double doors, you hesitated, thumbs kneading at your palms. You had never been this nervous about a meeting before, but this one was imperative. A single blunder, a mere slip, and all the progress you made with the other senators would topple before you could catch the falling pieces.

“Wish me luck,” you said, hoping for a distraction to postpone the conference, even if just for a couple of hours.

“Having witnessed the previous meetings,” Howzer replied, “I am positive you don’t need my luck. You’ll hold your own perfectly fine.”

His certainty ignited a flicker of confidence within you and quelled some of the anxiety. “Spoil sport,” you mumbled, playfully jabbing his arm and relishing the half-smile that illuminated his face at your antics.

“You ready?” he asked. His grip tightened on the rounded handles of the doors as he glanced back at you.

For a brief second, his eyes softened, whispering that you would be okay, that no matter what happened, your courage had not been in vain. You briefly met his encouraging gaze and smoothed your attire. Chin up, you nodded. “As I’ll ever be.”

* * *

Unlike the last meetings, the senators around the table remained in their seats, lacing their carefully crafted remarks with poison before they spat them out but keeping the volume to an appropriate level. Your words flowed smoothly and serenely as you expressed your ideas, responding to any queries and incorporating wise suggestions.

Time lulled you into a sense of triumph. The advocate of the negotiations diligently removed any insults from the conversation and seasoned ego gave way to compromise. It hadn’t been a simple task, but you and a few other reasonable senators had found a solution to overcome the stubbornness of a select few and achieve your desired outcome: a successful conclusion to the discussions which would provide a stable future for all.

“If these deals are signed today,” Senator Kel sighed, “I expect everything to be upheld within the thirty rotations promised. If they are not, all arrangements will be suspended.”

“That is a fair proposal,” the advocate said. Her golden scrutiny swept the gathering, scanning for any traces of disagreement, but the room motioned their approval. “Fantastic. Now, there is the matter of trade routes and supply points. How would we like to solve that?”

Several senators presented solutions, and ideas quickly circulated. While a few disputes arose, they were sternly put to rest and suitable options agreed upon.

You could hardly believe it. You had convinced yourself that this meeting would be an utter disaster, with the fear that the inability to agree on these crucial matters would provoke the intervention of outside parties. But you were delighted that your anxieties had proven false.

Shifting in your seat, your attention landed on Howzer, and a smile of relief broke across your face. With a gentle bow of his head, he returned the gesture as though to say ‘I told you it would be fine’.

“Senator Kel, that simply would not work for the majority here,” the Lothal representative asserted. “I cannot agree to that.”

“That is what I’m offering,” Kel replied firmly. “Your quickest route would take you into my airspace, and by the laws of my planet, a toll must be paid.”

“Then our previous agreements will be cut.”

Just as Kel was about to sneer a remark, a bullet tore through his right shoulder and a spray of blood shot from the wound. Chaos exploded in seconds and as the injured senator tumbled, so did you.

Your chair knocked from beneath you by Kel’s, your palms smacked onto the floor. Howzer closed in on you in a blur of motion and his protective arms held you close while you sought shelter behind the toppled, high-backed seat.

“Are you hurt?” he asked in a frantic voice, scanning the rafters for a hint of danger, but his brothers were already climbing up to apprehend the culprit.

“No, no, I’m okay,” you assured him, your grip tight on his armour as he lifted you to your feet.

His hand stayed rigidly clamped around yours as you both ran. Shots erupted in the hall behind you to mingle with the frantic footsteps of the other clones guiding their designated senators to safety.

With each turn, you became more aware of Howzer’s intended destination and matched his hurried pace, giving his fingers a reassuring squeeze to let him know you were still right beside him.

Inside your apartment, he locked the doors and the windows and flung the curtains shut on the darkening evening outside. He meticulously combed every nook and cranny, his senses alert for any signs of hidden danger. Finding no threats, he returned to you in the open plan living room.

“All clear,” he announced, holstering his gun. “Are you okay?”

“Yes,” you replied. You hadn’t realised until that moment, but your body shuddered and your breaths came out in shallow flutters. Nothing that time wouldn’t settle.

Your eyes locked onto his worried features as the comforting weight of his hands gently tilted your head to check for injuries, calloused thumbs caressing your jaw and the heavy rise and fall of his chest plate easing once he found no lasting harm. One hand over his and the other on his shoulder, you leaned your forehead on his. “I’m all right,” you whispered. “See. I’m right here.”

“I’m sorry.” Howzer’s voice emerged as a tired, creaking sigh. Broken. Shivering. A whole galaxy away from the captain who confidently made you laugh and shared stories about the war. He didn’t feel like the trained soldier he was supposed to be, but rather a panicked man, hopelessly grasping onto a love he knew he couldn’t have.

“I thought it was you,” he confessed, barely a touch upon the silence between you. “When your chair fell, I thought the shot had hit you.”

You hushed his fears with soothing touches and tender words of comfort. All the while he held you as though to anchor you both in that private moment. “Howzer,” you uttered like an intimate confession. His eyebrows knitted together, wrinkling his forehead, and the tip of his nose brushed your cheek.

“Say the word and I am yours,” he breathed. Throughout his entire existence, he had been defined by his creators, told what he was, who he was. A clone. A replica. Nothing but a replaceable cog in the mighty machine that was the Republic.

But his love and loyalty for you was all his. Something he felt. Something real he could hold.

Instead of speaking, you sealed the final few inches. His slightly dry lips beckoned you in with promise and warmth, and you surrendered to him without hesitation.

Forbidden kisses passed between you, caresses roaming, bringing closer, nearer, pulling, teasing, until the need for breath parted you. You kept your fingers nestled in his midnight locks as your rib cage heaved, afraid to break the bliss by talking.

With a nervous swallow, Howzer unclipped his chest plate and laid it down on the sofa. As you began helping him, his initially restricted movements blossomed into a newfound confidence, and in a whirlwind of teal and white, he stood before you in his under armour.

“If at any point you want to stop, we stop,” he insisted, pausing inches from your lips. After receiving your explicit confirmation, he kissed you with an unbridled fervour and steered you to the bedroom.

While darkness drowned the city outside, you spent the night in a tangle of limbs and love, indulging in a slow exploration and drawing out every drop of pleasure. You bathed yourself in the devoted captain and submitted to the intoxicating fog of desire he lavished upon your body, until, perspiring and breathless, you found peace in each other’s embrace.

* * *

The spaceport reverberated with chatter as officers hurried to escort the senators to the shuttle. Senator Kel silently climbed down from his private speeder onto the sanded stone, his injured arm supported by a sling and dark smudges circling his violet eyes.

Walking side by side with Howzer, you wanted to slow your steps to savour those last minutes with the captain, but you drove yourself to keep pace. Sheltered within the shade of the craft waiting to take you to Coruscant, you fidgeted your thumbs. You racked your brain for a plausible excuse to prolong your visit, just for a few more days, but considering the situation, you doubted anything would convince the senate.

“I should have known they’d call us straight back after what happened to Senator Kel,” you said. “I had hoped we’d be allowed to stay just a little longer.”

“As did I,” Howzer agreed, “but your safety is paramount.”

You could see the crestfallen ache in his eyes, swimming in the flecks of golden brown, and it took all your strength to swallow down the tears, if only to make the impending parting less painful for you both. “I will miss you, Captain Howzer,” you whispered, brushing your fingers over his for a fleeting second. “Thank you for keeping me safe.”

“It has been my honour, senator.” The captain’s hand shot up in a salute, and as he lowered it, he scanned his surroundings to confirm there were no prying eyes. “I wish I could kiss you, say goodbye properly.”

“That is something we can both look forward to when I next visit,” you told him. “With any luck, sometime soon.” This was not a goodbye, but a farewell for now, a promise you would see him again one day. At least that much, you were adamant on.

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neon-junkie · 1 year

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Howzer x gn!Reader - Pillow Talk

A little drabble where your Captain is questioning if his performance was good. First time nerves, and all that. 600 words.

A tender kiss is placed on your cheek before Howzer finally rolls off, letting out a grunt as his head hits the pillow. His toned chest is rising and falling with urgency, as is your own, worn out from an intense evening of 'planning.'

That's what it was meant to be, planning a series of attacks that have since slipped your mind. Something was bound to happen - you and your Captain left alone in a room together, with feelings so obvious that your squad constantly teases both of you about it.

You wouldn't be surprised if they set you up for this!

Regardless, you're happy that the bubble has finally burst. It's a relief, stress off your shoulders, and you express how chuffed you are by rolling onto your side, and placing your hand on Howzer's bicep.

However, Howzer doesn't respond. Instead, his eyes remain shut as he steadies his racing heart with a series of deep breaths. When his eyes do finally open, they fixate on the ceiling before meeting your gaze, and you instantly pick up on his worry, expressed through slanted brows and a sheepish glisten in his eyes.

"Is everything alright?" you question, and prop yourself up on your elbow, looking down at him sprawled out in bed.

"I don't know," Howzer replies with a shrug. "Is it?"

Your head tilts in confusion, "what's wrong?" you urge, wanting him to spit out whatever's on the tip of his tongue.

Howzer's eyes wander the room as he swallows, soon returning to your sights, although he's struggling to maintain eye contact. He pauses, and then takes his time to question, "was that... okay?"

"Okay?" you repeat with a quirked brow, expressing your confusion through your tone. "You mean... the sex?"

"Yeah," Howzer nods without missing a beat. "Was it... alright for you?"

You can't help but let out a soft chuckle. "Alright?" you repeat his words. "Howzer, that was incredible!"

His eyes widen, and a rosy tint rises to his cheeks. The hands on his chest move up to the edge of the duvet, and you watch as he subconsciously begins picking at it. "Are... are you sure?" he asks once more, as if you're about to laugh in his face, then leave.

"Yes," you confirm with a nod. "I'm more than sure," you sweetly smile, and begin trailing your fingertips along his bicep, over his toned chest, dancing in the light layer of hair. "Why do you ask?"

"I..." Howzer's words trail off. This time, he's the one letting out a chuckle. "It's just been a while, alright? I was worried that I underperformed."

"Howzer," you catch his gaze, and pause before continuing. "I'm the one who underperformed!"

Howzer lets out a "phfft!" as he rolls onto his side, one hand grabbing your shoulder in an attempt to bring you back down to the bed. His eyes meet yours, and the hand on your shoulder relaxes, running up and down your arm in a soothing manner. "You definitely didn't underperform," Howzer informs you.

"And you didn't either!" you smile.

Howzer chuckles along with you, his chest and shoulders relaxing as a sign of relief. His cheeks are still rosy, but no longer from embarrassment. He's content, and proud of himself for communicating on an issue that his mind had conjured up.

As a thank you, Howzer leans forwards to capture your lips with his own. He even has the courtesy to mutter, "thank you," in between kisses. Your fingertips entwine in his short hair, and before you know it, Howzer is rolling you onto your back, his broad form looming over you as he deepens the kiss.

Maybe it's time for some more planning?

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wild-karrde · 2 years

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Ok I don’t know if you’re still doing the lines of dialogue + characters so feel free to ignore! But I’m a HUGE sucker for tenderly patching each other up and I’ve have been LACKING in howzer content so what about Howzer + “that looks like it hurts” (LORD need me some tenderness) ❤️❤️

D!! Ok, so I wrote a SFW prequel of sorts to this NSFW Howzer x Medic!Reader ficlet, but I think it could also maybe be standalone (just drew from the specific moment mentioned there). I hope you dig it!

Rating: T (mention of injuries, death)

Send me an ask with a character + one line of dialogue, and I'll write a ficlet!

His footsteps were heavy in the planet’s dirt as he trudged along, barely aware of where his feet were taking him. He hadn’t stopped replaying the day in his mind. The screams of his men as they lay bleeding and dying around him, the sound of bombs going off around him, the smell of blaster smoke in the air.

And then there had been you, a calm in the storm around him as you treated everyone you could as quickly as possible. He’d seen the Separatist tank turn towards you as you’d paused to take stock of your med kit, and in that moment, it was as if time had stopped around him. Every moment that your eyes had met, every touch you’d shared, every word and confession that caught in his throat rushed through his mind as he scrambled towards you frantically.

All that time wasted. And now there may never be a chance.

He’d thrown himself on top of you as the explosion roared around both of you, pulling you against his chest and praying to whatever deity was listening that he’d covered you enough. He may have shouted at you to stay down, but he couldn’t remember. All he could think of was how that might be the only time he’d get to hold you how he wanted to, and he’d unleashed a stuttering breath beneath his helmet at the realization.

Neither of you had moved as the dust had settled. He’d been holding you tightly enough to feel your pulse racing. Finally, you had shifted beneath him, turning to look up at him. He’d stared at you from beneath his helmet, his eyes scanning you for any visible injuries.

“Are you alright?” he’d asked.

You nodded, never breaking from his gaze almost as though you could see his eyes. Your left hand rested against his chest plate, your right clamped firmly around his hand. He allowed his thumb to drift across your knuckles, his mind slowing in the moment, as if you two had all the time in the world to finally say the things that needed to be said.

In the next instant, the ground shook again, snapping him back to the present. A shout from across the field summoned you, and you slipped from his grasp, casting one last glance over your shoulder as you sprinted away.

He’d resolved in that instant to not waste another moment. He hadn’t even bothered to stop at his tent or dust himself off. His armor was filthy and he was certain he stunk, but before he knew it, his boots had carried him outside of your tent. There was no door to rap his knuckles against, and he was coming up with the best phrase to let you know he’d arrived when you pushed the flaps open, bumping into him, and the words caught in his throat once more.

You’d clearly cleaned yourself off, changing into a new shirt and trousers that were meant for utility and yet somehow framed you perfectly. The dust that had streaked your face earlier was gone, your skin scrubbed clean. The shirt had been clean, and Howzer cringed as he saw the dirt he’d smeared on your shoulder when you bumped into him. You found his eyes behind his visor once more before wordlessly stepping back inside, holding the flap open for him in invitation. He steps inside.

The two of you stand there awkwardly for a few seconds before you finally speak.

“Captain? Is everything alright?”

He takes his helmet off, trying to find the right words for the first time in his life and only becoming more frustrated as they continue to elude him. Suddenly, you touch his chin and he stills, every thought vacating his mind as he feels the warmth of your fingertips against his stubbled chin.

“That looks like it hurts,” you say softly.

“Huh?”

“You have a cut above your eyebrow.”

He reaches up and touches it and winces at the sharp sting. The padding on the inside of his bucket has been thinning and he’d meant to replace it. He supposes one of the sharper edges finally pushed through at some point today, leaving him with the injury. As he winces, he feels the stiffness of dried blood on his temple and cheek.

I’m a mess. But lucky that's the worst of it.

You gently guide him to your bunk as you rummage in your kit for supplies. Howzer sets his bucket next to his boot on the ground, worried he’s dirtying your bunk as his eyes scan the small space. There’s never time to really make a tent or barracks feel like home during a campaign before they need to be broken down and moved again, and yet everywhere his eyes touch, he sees items that are inherently you: neatly folded clothes piled on the desk, your boots by the door, a bottle of some sort of brown liquor tucked nearly out of view, your datapad lying by your pillow. He imagines you lying in bed at night, scanning through it in your sleep clothes, and suddenly his face feels warm. He shakes his head to clear the thoughts as you straighten from where you were crouched over your kit, coming to stand in front of him. He instinctively spreads his knees, and you smile as you step closer and lean over him.

“I see you’ve done this before.”

He huffs a dry laugh. “Try not to, but can’t seem to stay out of trouble.”

You grin as you carefully clean the area around the wound. “If this is the worst trouble you get in, I think you’re doing alright, Captain.”

“Howzer.”

You pause, looking down at him. He swallows hard.

“My name is Howzer.”

“I know. I just figured you’d prefer me to use your rank.”

This was a terrible idea. She doesn’t want me. Why would she ever?

“Howzer.”

The way his name falls from your lips makes him wish he’d been recording on his helmet. There had never been a sweeter sound. His eyes meet yours, basking in the warmth of your gaze.

“This may sting a bit. I’m sorry in advance.”

“S’alright.”

You gently cradle his face as you apply the bacta. He winces at the slight burn, but it’s immediately forgotten when you place the bacta tube down and begin stroking his forehead soothingly as you inspect your work. He feels as if every centimeter of his skin you touch has to be branded with your fingerprints, and he knows it’ll never be enough.

“Thank you by the way. For today," you say softly.

He flounders. “Just doing my job.”

“Still. I appreciate it.”

“Couldn’t let you die.”

You smile at him again as you reach for a bandage to place over the cut. “I do prefer being alive, I think. Too much good food to try and booze to drink, you know?”

He finally surrenders to the smile that had been threatening. “I suppose. We don’t get much time for that.”

Your eyes flick to the poorly concealed bottle in the corner, and he follows your line of sight.

“Well, if you’d ever like to share in some good whiskey, you could always come by here. It’s not the best, but it’s good. At least in my opinion.”

“I think I’d like that.”

You smooth the bandage over the cut, pausing for a moment before leaning down and pressing a light kiss to it. Howzer’s brain scrambles as you step back, trying to gauge his reaction. He sees fear settle into your eyes, and you pull further away.

“I’m sorry. I overstepped. It won’t-”

He grips your arm, pulling you into his lap and kissing you frantically, finally allowing the barriers he’d been holding up for every second he’d known you to come crashing down. Your hands fly to cradle his face as you straddle his lap, your fingers raking through his hair as his arms wrap around you, his hands planting against your spine and pulling you closer. His lips work against yours, and he has to fight the urge to sigh as he finally confirms just how soft your lips are against his, how it feels to hold you in his arms.

There’s no hesitation from you, not an ounce of regret, and Howzer knows in that moment, there’ll be no turning back.

He’s yours.

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moonlight-sonata99 · 1 year

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Because Of You

Howzer x reader

Valentines Day special

A/n: HELLA LATE but uh wanted to post something before it ended, so why not howzer?mf needs love❤️ This is part 2 to the previous one! Btw not proofread but I'll reread tmr❤️❤️

Prompts:

“I dont know if i could bring myself to speak it...”

“For years i have yearned for you, in secrecy and in silence.”

It had been a while since you rescued Captain Howzer from Ryloth, It took him some getting used to “Civilian”Life if you can call constantly being on the run as a jedi-well..your not even sure if you call yourself a jedi anymore. But back on the topic at hand. After saving Howzer it was most reasonable that you lay low for a while. It meant mostly doing small jobs on planets that were far far away. Most of Howzer’s men stayed behind and helped and you came to see them as family of sorts.

And some found other path’s, they were teary goodbyes. Howzer was saddened by this,but knew his men decided for themselves now in this new world. Speaking of,,,

“Howzer?” you opened your eyes feeling his presence besides you as you meditated.

“Sorry i-”

“theres no need..what is it?did you detect something on the scanner?” you inquired looking up at him as he shook his head.

“Sit” you said patting the floor next to you. The captain seemed surprised at the gesture and sat next to you hesitantly. He was always like this. It seemed (To you) that he would never get used to you, a jedi who used to a general. as someone to be comfortable around, You breathed in and closed your eyes once again. It was hard to focus with howzer around if you were being honest, as time went on you came to understand your feelings more and more.

Its been long since you first met on ryloth supporting the twi’leks wher eyou first laid you eyes on the clone captain, like any trooper you were courteous and aided them in battle. you spent months on ryloth you got to know the captain and became more fond of him.

“Fond”

if you can call thinking about him for long periods..”Fond.”

“i wanted to talk you about something,” the man besides you interrupted you though as you kept your eyes closed.

“What is it?” you asked turning your head toward him.

“I..” he trailed off, Now curious you opened your eyes again. “I recently got in contact with the group who helped get the Syndulla’s off ryloth..” he explained looking down “they helped me get into contact with Captain rex, hes helping other clones..i want to help him.”

ah...you heart dropped at the realiation that it meant him leaving.

“you...want?” you repeated as he nodded a bit confused

“Yes” he replied as if he was waiting for your confirmation.

“Howzer... you dont need to ask for my permission” you added observing how his shoulder lowered and he breathed out.

‘i..keep forgetting.” he admitted sheepishly with a smile.You chuckled and feigned a smile.

“Its alright, i assumed you will take some of the guys with you?” you asked gesturing to the men snoring in the cots.

“Yes, i’ve already spoken to them” howzer said placing his hand on his knees.

“I see, so when will you be leaving?” you questioned placing a hand on the floor,as howzer placed a hand behind his neck. sensing his uncertainness you gave him a reassuring smile.

sighing howzer looked into our eyes

“Tomorrow night.” he stated, Your eyes widened, seeing your shock howzer continued.

“We already cleaned up the ship for you, and finished up the remaining jobs” he reassured. Out of the initial shock you shook your head,

‘No..its not that i dont mind that i-” you said sputtering and clearing your throat,

“i dont mind..but do you intend on staying for long?” you ask feeling a weight on your chest. The captain looked away in thought.

“Im...not sure.” he admitted.

“Ah...well it was a pleasure being with you howzer” you admitted looking down, “I mean it”

“Likewise..[name]’ you ears perked at the mention of your name, it was not often he said your name, you wondered why. but he never did. regardless..him saying it now made you happier than how you previously felt.

He slowly made his way up,and made his way to the barracks. But...he stopped?

your breathe hitched, somewhat hoping he would walk back your way. but howzer stood still, seeming hesitant.but ultimately made his way back to the cot’s.

You let your head tilt downwards obviously disappointed.

millions of thoughts raced through your mind as you thought about the captain who had been apart of your life since ryloth. Apart of you felt lost,

On one hand, You knew you couldn't keep him here. Asking would just be selfish. on the other...You wanted to spend more time with him, its selfish yes.. all that time you spent thinking about the captain after the battle of ryloth..and you got your wish.

standing up you crash into someone

“Im so- howzer?” you ask confused

“Sorry- i was headed back to the cockpit” he stuttered

“O-oh” you mumbled you two stood there

“look i..” he continued but stopped then shifted his gaze to the men around you two who were sleeping. taking your hand he lead you to the cockpit closing the doors he made his way to the seat you following suit.

“What is it?”you mumble looking at him as he shifted with finger fingers before looking at you.

"“I dont know if i could bring myself to speak it...” he mumbled shifting his gaze back down.

You observed him for a bit before sitting straight. You had no idea where this confidence came from, but looking at your surroundings.

"This is where you asked me" you blurted out reminiscing.

"What?"

"That day, when I broke you out. Do you remember what you asked me?" You question him tilting your head.

"Asked me..?" He repeated as you nodded your head.

Howzer looked at you in thought recalling everything.

Then it clicked.

" I asked you if...the only reason you came was to help" he breathed out as you nodded once again.

"Yes." You replied turning your gaze out the window, " I lied."

"What do you mean?" He asked his heart beginning to race.

"I-" you stopped yourself and glanced at him. Then turned your gaze back to the window.

"Well not really i-i did go back to help but I was... " you stuttered out your cheeks turning warm. " I went back for you." You blurted turning away.

Howzer's eyes widened and his heart raced even faster at your admission. He felt...relieved.

You let out a sigh of embarrassment "when I first met you, as you know I was a jedi, but...ever since then I somewhat question some of my teachings." You said fidgeting with your clothes. "Then I came to ryloith and met you, after that I...I spent my years thinking...and i think For years i have yearned for you, in secrecy and in silence. When I heard about ryloth..and everything I thought of you." You admitting looking at him and then looking down.

Howzer stood in complete shock, yes the person that he himself thought he could never have. Stood in front of him. Right when he was about to do it. You being a jedi made him believe that his feelings would have not been reciprocated.

Slowly he reached for you hand, "i...me to." He mumbled his cheeks burning as you looked at him in surprise at his confession. You looked at you now intertwined hands.

"But what about...?"

"We can work it out." He cut you off as you lifted your gaze to him. You gave him a soft smile.

"It doesn't have to be for a long time...I'll be back before you know it." He reassured looking at you.

"Alright.."you replied nodding andholding his hand closer to your heart.

"Until then..lets-" you mumbled

"Enjoy the time we have together?"

"Yes."

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l-lend · 1 year

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Surpise Caro, my dear <3

You got me for the gift exchange. I do apologize if this isn't up to par with my usual work, but I hope you enjoy.

Warning(s): slightly suggestive, drinking, intoxication

The sun had begun to set for the evening as you neared your apartment. Your prize from the shops rested comfortably in the bag in your grasp. As you neared the door, a noise from the inside gave you a moment for pause. Your hand still wrist deep in your purse. After taking a moment to collect yourself, you unlocked the door and braced yourself for what was waiting for you beyond the threshold.

A familiar smell crept its way through the space, urging you onward. Was he home already?

“Howzer?” You called, hanging your purse on the nearby hook.

“In here,” He answered.

You felt your brows raise. Your pace picking up speed as you headed towards your kitchen. Captain Howzer was a clone of many talents; cooking was not one of them. As you turned the corner, a soft gasp left your lips.

Two meals were plated up on dishes with a pair of stemmed glassware perch on the counter.

“I uh...didn't expect you back so soon.”

Your gaze drifted to the captain. His usual armor exchanged for civilian clothing. A smile creeping across his lips as your eyes met his own honeyed gaze.

“You alright, mesh'la?”

A flash of warmth swept through your cheeks, “Yeah, I was just...what's the occasion?”

He chuckled, “I need a reason to spoil you?”

“No,” You tittered, taking the opportunity to wrap your arms around him.

His lips brushed against your forehead. A chaste appetizer that set your core alight just in that minor gesture.

“Would you mind pouring?” He ventured, gesturing to the stem ware.

The now empty bottle rested innocently enough on the table. However with the passage of time, the dinner table had long since lost the pair's interest more in favor of attempts to stagger towards the bedroom. Each sloshed step punctuated by muffled curses and giggles. As you teetered with a hesitant step, a strong arm encircled your waist, keeping your footing more steady.

“Easy there, mesh'la.”

His tipsy tone doing nothing to mask his endearing undertones. His own steps could be compared to those of a newborn bantha.

“Gonna get you...safe in bed.”

A giggle bubbled up as you leaned against him, “I trust I'm in capable hands.”

With using the wall as a guide, the captain made his trek to the bedroom. A triumphant smile graced his lips as soon as he eased you back onto the bed. Your hands cupping his face delivering a lingering kiss.

“My hero.” Your hands remained despite the kiss being broken, “Are you staying tonight? For my protection of course, no telling if a strange man may try to waltz into my apartment and commandeer my kitchen.”

He chuckled soon keeping you company under the sheets, “Consider yourself guarded.”

The scent of him crept into your senses with the same comforting warmth as the sunset. Fingertips grazing warm skin drawing a pleased hum from the captain. Your lips curled as you cracked upon an eye scoping out your target.

“Sleep well mesh'la,” He murmured, his fingers combing through your locks.

A sigh left his lips as yours brushed the back of his neck, “Only if you help tire me out, Captain.”

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jagawriterr · 1 year

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Jealous

Pairing: Howzer x fem!reader Summary: "Stay with me here. Stay and please don't go. If you do, I don't know what the fuck I'll do. understand?" Warnings: fingering, pussy licking 18+ mdni!!

You adjusted your hair in a bun, pushed the sheaf of papers closer to your chest so they wouldn't fall out of your hands, and walked in with your head up when you finally heard his permission to enter the office. You looked at the woman coming out of his office. She was wearing a black jumpsuit like the other clones and the same armor, but it was shiny and new.

She was one of the first recruiters to voluntarily join the new Empire. She had graced the elite Empire regiment on Ryloth two months ago and was already weaving her tentacles around Howzer.

You couldn't believe he was so easily manipulated. You couldn't think about it. You kept analyzing how they talked to each other. Their gestures, unspeakable looks and the desire to be close to each other. But she was his replacement. She couldn't do otherwise. She had to be close to him.

you only realized it now when she looked at you with that unspeakable expression on her face that made it clear she was the boss. Fuck, she wanted him all to herself.

you couldn't stand it. you couldn't stand the fact that he hung out with her so often. you were just jealous of Howzer.

He didn't have time to put on his armor, which lay neatly in the corner of the room. The black uniform hugged his shapely body. The outlines of the muscles were perfectly visible and looked good under the black material.

Leaning in, you felt his scent and hot breath on your neck. The pungent smell of cologne invaded your nostrils.

You looked to the side, at his face glowing from the side by the rays of the sun entering the room. It was already noon. You didn't want to spare him any more time, so you broke away from his gaze, got up and headed for the exit.

u looked at him and his hand holding yours. Your eyes met again.

"you won't give up, will you?"

He got up from his chair and looked at you with piercing eyes. made plans for you. in his mind he saw you naked, on that desk. God, he shivered.

"you know what the answer is"

He moved closer to you, you felt his hot breath on your chest. He pressed you against the edge of the desk with such greed that you couldn't resist. The desire to please you was closer to him than you expected. He greedily kissed every inch of your bare skin, believing that this would make you his.

You wrapped your fingers around his head, tangling them in his black tousled hair. You tilted your head back, encouraging him to continue to caress you. With every movement of his tongue, you wanted more from him. You wanted more of that damn clone that made you feel like you were in another galaxy.

Now, everything that was in your head has faded away like yesterday's mist drifting between the cliffs.

You closed your eyes, and between sighs all you could register was your name as he uttered it like a litany. He gave the impression that he wanted you, but you still had the previous event in the back of your mind. You still remembered her laugh and smile, when she leave.

You pushed him away from you. The surprise on his face was more obvious than he wanted.

"I thought that's what you want?"

"because it was, until I saw you with her"

You lowered your head, hiding tears from the corners of your eyes. You couldn't afford to show him your true feelings. It wasn't all that easy anymore. All these gestures, looks and encouragement on his part. It all made no sense to you after hearing all this today.

"she's just my deputy. Don't you think we… did you really think that?"

you sneered. You didn't want to start an argument but you couldn't help but what you wanted to say to him. Everything you had before. it was all an irrelevant lie that had sunk to the bottom of the well. where all his lies and manipulations were.

You tried to leave but he grabbed your hips and pulled you close to him. you could that damn good smell of his perfume again. that was mind blowing. made you dizzy. overpowered. it led to madness. He looked into your teary eyes. He brushed a strand of hair from your wrinkled face and wiped a tear from your cheek with his fingertip.

his brown eyes. so insightful and caring. so full of tenderness you almost believed it. your heart was racing for that look, for his touch, for the kisses he showered you with each subsequent meeting. but common sense dictated otherwise. you were torn. you didn't know what decision to make. Howzer pressed his body even closer to you. You felt the edge of the desk your butt. his fingers marked every inch of your skin. roamed your body scanning every imperfection, every aspect of how much it made you beautiful to him.

he was showering you with kisses again. purrs in your ear. you felt his voice vibrate under your skin. until you shivered. plush lips brushed hot skin. You tilted your head to the side, encouraging him to continue to caress you. though your mind told u it was a mistake, your heart still echoed the feeling. it beat faster at his touch. he gently grabbed your neck and kissed it again, licking and caressing the skin with his tongue. you moaned in his ear.

he laughed and looked at you, at your closed eyes and face covered in ecstasy. you wanted it just as much as he did. you fucking wanted him.

"Stay with me here. Stay and please don't go. If you do, I don't know what the fuck I'll do. understand?"

you only responded by purring, like a cat wriggling before his legs, begging for caresses. He gripped your ass tightly, pulling you closer to him. wanted your body. all of you.

"you're only mine, my little jealous girl. only mine"

all your senses focused on what he was doing. only on what he tried to do with his hands. he lifted your dress and slid his right hand into your lace panties. he slowly circled where all the tension had begun to accumulate. you arched as he dug his fingers between your folds, your clit craving more from those long and nimble fingers.

"you're already so wet for me baby"

he wrapped his arm around your waist as he effectively poked your pussy. longed for this moment.

he long dreamed of this moment, of your pussy, of your full plush lips kissing him as he caresses you with his fingers and cock.

You clung to the edge of the desk as he caressed the circles of your inner thighs with his tongue. You saw his hungry look. You saw his unhurried tongue moving towards your throbbing pussy. Your muscles tensed as you felt his tongue slowly sink into your folds. spares no time and digs deep where you wanted it most. sucks and swishes his tongue up and down like the hungriest man in the galaxy. he craves that taste, that warm feeling on his lips and tongue, that clenching feeling as you breathe, you squirm, your muscles tense, and you can't stand the tension that slowly builds up in your core.

A shiver runs down your spine, heading up, slowly flooding your entire body with a warmth so comfortable you can't think of anything else.

Your sweaty palms slide off the edge of desk. it's so deep inside of you. he guides his tongue how smoothly, you squeeze your eyes shut, you see billows of light, you hear his panting breath and your moans. fuck, you feel like you're on the edge already. Hozwer's tongue travels to your clit as he sinks one finger into you.

He looks at you. see how good you are, knows that he gives you pleasure. want it more than anything in the world. wants to see you like this. wants to give you what he has never given to another woman.

you see how vigorously he begins to move his hand. you feel the tension building up and another finger slowly pushing into your pussy. you are now filled with it. You moved your hips to meet his fingers. you moan loudly as he coils them inside you, hitting exactly where you need them. fuck. the overwhelming heat fills you up and the spiral of excitement shoots upwards.

you can't stop this elation. you feel yourself tightening around his fingers. how your bundle of nerves slowly pulses under the brush of his tongue.

you fall dully on the desk, your orgasm throbbing, penetrating every crevice of your body. you see him in front of you now, holding your head, resting his forehead against yours. and sees you go through it as intensely as you've never seen before.

your ragged breathing slowly stabilizes and your heart stops pounding in your chest. the wave of euphoria subsides.

"there'll never be another, my love"

he smiles, and your heart did a flip at those words. you couldn't find the words to answer. You smiled, kissing him lightly on the cheek.

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thecoffeelorian · 3 days

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As of 3:07 this afternoon, I finished writing the next chapter of "Kiss Me, Captain" on my Kindle Scribe.

Tags go out to @freesia-writes for now, and everyone else when I have the next update posted. Thank you all for your patience!

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letsquestjess · 5 months

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Protective Measures - Part 3 (Howzer x GN!Reader)

Summary: It has been too long since you last saw Howzer, and after his escape, the first thing he wants is to see you.

Word count: 2.2K

Warnings: Usual Empire stuff mentioned in the first part.

Part 1 | Part 2

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Order 66. That is what they were calling it. The eradication of the Jedi at the hands of the clones who had fought beside them and trusted them. The vindication of a new empire, ruled with a ruthless grip. Each passing day saw the relentless exploitation of planets, depleting them of all their valuable resources and smothering any signs of rebellion. Thousands resisted and died. And as the galaxy’s suns rose and fell, more perished.

News of Imperial bloodshed reached you daily, and it hadn’t taken you long to question the integrity of this new authority. The calculated methods hinted at a meticulous plan prepared before the fall of the Jedi. If that were the case, the alleged assassination attempt against the chancellor may not have been wholly unjustified, but you knew better than to voice your doubts. Instead, you locked them away and remained vigilant.

Everything changed in a blink, in a whisper, and your life altered with it. Colleagues you had known for years started voicing their dissent and vanishing, and with each disintegrating world, the Emperor’s dominion grew stronger. You had managed to retain control of your own planet, but barely. It wouldn’t take much time before you faced demands you were not willing to meet.

To add to the mounting pressure of your job, your communications with Howzer had ceased. After your visit to Ryloth, you had both kept in touch via holo-communications, cherishing stolen moments to talk or respond to messages. But since that day, since the galaxy was turned upside down, you hadn’t been able to reach him.

“You look as if the weight of the world rests upon your shoulders,” Riyo Chuchi remarked, interrupting herself as she rambled about the recent senate meeting.

“I’m fine,” you replied. “Or at least I will be.”

The Pantoran smiled kindly, but an underlying worry tinged the gesture. With a hand to your elbow, she veered you into a deserted corridor. “You haven’t seemed yourself, and I can see that something is on your mind.”

Her intuition wasn’t wrong. You had plenty to trouble you, but there were some burdens you locked deep down so that nothing could reach them. Burdens that haunted you in the depths of the night while the hail pounded the windowpanes and preoccupied your thoughts whenever you spotted an elegant bouquet or the first speckles of sunlight. Like the flecks in his eyes, you remembered.

However, there was one topic you knew you could discuss with her, a common concern you both shared. “Riyo, do you agree with what the Empire is doing?” you asked, lowering your voice and checking that there was nobody lurking nearby. “I’ve heard things, things I probably shouldn’t have and… The Republic wasn’t perfect, we made many mistakes, but we never would have done this. People are disappearing in alarming numbers. Families are being torn apart. The slightest hint of insurrection and Imperial soldiers are wiping out villages.”

“I have also heard of some disturbing events,” Riyo admitted. “The more I hear, the more I question what we’re doing, but we have to be careful of what we say, at least for now. All we can do at the moment is keep on fighting for the clones, and maintain a low enough profile that the rest of the senate thinks we are unaware of certain liberties they have taken.” Her pale yellow gaze dropped, and a troubled wrinkle squeezed at her brow. “This is not what I become a senator for, and I understand it is the same for you, but we still have the ability to help people.”

“We do,” you said with an inkling of hope in your heart. But for how long, you left unspoken.

* * *

Accompanied by the melodic tune on the radio, you whisked the lumps from the sweetened batter and poured it into the little trays, mopping up the stray blobs and slipping them into the oven. While it may have seemed unusual to other senators for one in your position to refuse any staff arrangements, you found comfort in tending to your own needs. Following the incident on Ryloth, the former senate had clarified that tighter security was non-negotiable, and you had had to relent, but unless there was an issue, they left you in peace.

As the oven emitted thin beeps, you gingerly took out the trays. With careful coaxing, the cakes popped from the mould and gushed out ribbons of vanilla-scented steam. Once the bowl was full to the brim, you plodded into the living room. Your days were usually hampered with work, leaving little time for self-indulgence, but you made an effort to carve out moments of quiet whenever you could.

You activated the buttons on the armrest of the sofa as you sat down to eat and the holographic television blinked to life. Among the holo-dramas and news bulletins, you lingered on a garden documentary. The pruned flora and the spread of pastel petals transported you back to the secluded plot of land on the outskirts of Lessu, and a thin layer of tears clung to your lashes. The devoted warmth that had caressed your face and the delicate scents that had invited you in. And the man who had walked by your side. Who had made you laugh so much that your cheeks ached and opened up to you in one of the most vulnerable ways.

Howzer, you thought, momentarily closing your eyes and summoning the image of the clone captain.

A worried grumble fluttered from your lips and you set the bowl of tiny cakes on the seat beside you. There was no way of finding out what had happened to him. The stars above only knew how you’d tried, discreetly checking the Ryloth accounts and making tactful inquiries just to catch a hint of his whereabouts. In the back of your mind, you realised you may never see him again, but you stubbornly refused to entertain such a grim thought. I’d know it, you convinced yourself. He’s still out there somewhere.

Amidst the uncertainty, you took a deep breath and returned to your well-deserved dessert, immersing yourself in the narrator’s vivid descriptions of each flower and their vital role in the delicate environment of the outer-rim planet. Enthusiasm dripped from her voice, and for a time it distracted you. Enough that when the buzzer screeched, you almost dropped the bowl in your hands.

You hurried to the door and stole a glance at the visitor identification by the intercom system, disabling the locks and ushering your guest inside. “Senator Chuchi,” you said as she lowered her hood. “I wasn’t expecting any callers tonight. Is everything okay? Has something happened?” For a frightening moment, you worried your conversations had been discovered, but the Pantoran’s composed demeanour dispelled your concerns.

“Do not panic, senator. All is well,” she replied. “I am not disturbing any plans, am I?”

“No, not at all.”

“Good.” Riyo glanced towards the door, her attention drawn to the orderly row of jackets hanging on the hooks. “I would recommend you bring a thick coat. It’s rather cold out tonight.”

“Why?” you asked, spotting a rare, mischievous glint in her features. “Where are we going?”

Noting the unease in your voice, the senator retrieved a small, transparent bag of rounded chocolates from her pocket and presented it to you. Your heart soared and pounded.

“There is someone who would like to see you,” Riyo said, depositing the packet in your hand before she strolled to the entrance of your apartment. “But we need to be discreet.”

* * *

Senator Chuchi hadn’t been mistaken. The merciless chill bit at you through your layers of clothing and a fierce howl bounced between the buildings. Goosebumps crept up your skin and your breath curled in huffed streams.

As you descended to the lower levels of the city, the elements filtered into the tunnel and gradually eased. Alleys and walkways painted a mosaic of shadows and artificial light on your path. At the faint vibration of your footfalls, small creatures scurried out from the bins, and the metal casings rattled as they scooted away.

“Riyo,” you said in a hushed tone, tugging at your hood. “Where exactly are we going?”

“Just a little further,” the senator replied. She gestured to an air taxi, the engine purring, and smuggled inside.

You followed her in and settled down, observing the kaleidoscope of neon lights zooming by in a disorienting blur as you journeyed to your unknown destination.

Your legs bounced with the faint rhythmic pulse of the vehicle. Only one person was aware of the chocolates, but a twinge of doubt tempered your anticipation. For all you knew, someone else awaited, someone with bad news.

Part way down the underground portal, the air taxi came to a smooth halt at a landing point. Filled with trepidation, you climbed out and craned your neck to look up at the shutters, trying to figure out where you were. Riyo tapped a signal onto the corrugated metal and the massive doors shuddered, revealing a narrow gap for you to squeeze through.

The accompanying senator wriggled in first, the sliver of light leaking through the divide temporarily engulfing her slight frame. Once she had disappeared, you manoeuvred your way inside the repair shop.

“What is this?” you asked, taking in the shelves stacked with dusty ship parts and unopened crates that provided a resting spot for the chatting soldiers.

“A place of security for the clones,” Riyo explained. “It’s an underground network that I have been assisting. I wanted to tell you about it, but it would have put you at considerable risk.”

“These are unsettling times,” you assured her, eyes brimming with understanding. “Thank you for not taking my safety lightly.”

“I hope your journey here wasn’t too troublesome, senators,” Captain Rex said, winding the entryway closed and acknowledging both of you with a firm nod.

“I waited until nightfall, as you advised,” Riyo replied. “Is he here?”

Rex waved towards a shelving unit, drawing your attention to the clone engaged in a conversation with one of his brothers. Gone was the familiar white and teal armour; now he wore a dark under suit and navy vest. More like a prisoner than a captain, but it was unmistakably him.

You inched closer, the sight before you seeming too surreal to be true. How many times had you dreamed of this moment? How often had your thoughts roamed on lovelorn feet to the memory of how his smile had warmed you, how his comforting words had sung to you like a lullaby?

Your timid footsteps stirred him from his conversation, and his placid expression morphed into one of utter disbelief. In a rush, you ran towards each other and collided in a desperate embrace. He sank to his knees, and you willingly followed, squeezing him so tightly you felt the racing of his pulse.

Howzer drew back, his forehead meeting yours, and he wiped away your tears and left a chaste peck on your lips. “Hush now,” he cooed. “It’s all right.”

“When I stopped getting messages, I feared the worst,” you admitted, straining to get the confession out through the knot in your throat. “What happened, Howzer?”

“There’s time for that later. I just want to enjoy having you here with me.”

His words spurred your heart, and you couldn’t resist the urge to capture his lips in a fervent kiss. Others be damned. You didn’t care if they looked. Your captain was here, and that was all that mattered.

Reluctantly, you parted to catch your breath, accepting his assistance as he helped you back onto your feet. Fresh scars littered his hands, glossy in the strong lamplight and mottled around the edges. Your thumbs glided over them, tracing every contour and silently cursing the people who dared to harm him.

His melancholic smile deepened the creases above his cheekbones, and you pulled him closer, seeking to provide him with as much solace as you could. “I missed you,” you whispered.

“I missed you too,” he said just as reverently. “Whenever I could, I went to that garden, remembering how your eyes lit up when you first saw it and the softness of your voice as we spoke.” He kissed you again, inhaling your scent as if you alone could nourish his soul. “How you felt in my arms the night before you had to leave.”

Every shred of fortitude within you ignited. The months of arguing with the senate over clone matters teemed in your mind, and the intensity in that gold-flecked gaze only fuelled your determination to fight even harder. You would secure a home for them and shield them from ever having to endure such troubled times again. Even if it meant risking everything and abandoning the senate to join forces with Rex, it was a chance you would take. For Howzer, for the clones who aided your planet during the war, and for your suffering people. “Whatever we do next, we do together,” you spoke, resolute in your conviction.

His hands squeezed yours with a fierce determination, his expression overflowing with love and unwavering devotion, as he gave you a steadfast nod. “You and me,” he said. “Together.”

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dragonrider9905 · 1 month

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Celebrating You!

Hi guys! I’ve been on here for a bit now and while I never had a follower goal, I do appreciate you guys who have decided to follow me! So now I’d like to celebrate you!

In light of TBB ending, and how much we'll be missing the boys, I thought this was as good as a time as ever!

Here’s the idea! I’m opening a prompt request for the dates of April 5th through May 5th, 2024 (you may start submitting now though!) and choose from the prompts below! You can choose one from each category, or just one category. It’s ok if it is just the prompt or the prompt and a brief idea. If you have a fun idea or prompt not listed, please share!

Rules: I only write SFW. I typically write for clones; I reserve the right to refuse requests which make me uncomfortable for whatever reason. I have had a few requests in the past that really unsettled me for various reasons. Or if I don't know the character. I'd hate to try to write something then upset the person because it is so ooc that it's cringy. (But if I said I would write your request and haven't yet, I just honestly haven't gotten to it :D I like to do well on the stories you guys entrust to me so it does take me a bit :D)

This is supposed to be fun so lets keep it fun!

You may submit as many requests as you'd like! The more the merrier!

Characters: Star Wars Clone Wars or The Bad Batch (as long as I know them. I know a lot of clones but alas, not all.)

Story genre:

Classic SW! (Pick an era if they exist in more than one if you wish)

AU of choice (modern, western, pirate, mermaid, time traveling, etc if I’m unfamiliar with the genre, I may have to change it or request more details)

Dialogue Prompts:

“Don’t go where I can’t follow.”

“If we’re going to do this we’ll need—“ “A plan?” “No! Code names! Cool ones!”

“I don’t need to be anything to you. I just want my life to mean more to you than my death.”

“You are playing a dangerous game without even a glimpse of the rule book.”

“I’ve never been terrified of death, til he set his sights on you.”

“What the hell are you doing here?” “Yeah, you’re not allowed to ask that in this situation.”

“Where’s your shoe?” “The giant mud puddle in the road demanded a sacrifice.”

“Love at first sight doesn’t exist.” “Then how else do I describe the feeling I got when I first saw you?” “You…love me?” “Apparently not, according to you.”

“A fate worse than death….” “They’re burnt cupcakes.”

“White paint has more color than your face.”

“Why is there a dragon in my fridge?” “It was hot.”

“Touch **, and you’re dead.”

“I am the law.”

“Do that again and I’ll throw you out the window. Wait, what are you doing?” “Checking how high the drop is; seeing if it’s worth it.”

“I’d rather have you hate me than loose you entirely.”

“I have a mission but don’t know what it is.” “Well that sounds incredibly counterproductive.”

“I would like to join you in acknowledging the difficulties in your life.” “You are the worst at this comforting thing.”

“I don’t know if you’re aware of this but I’m quite petite.” “Really? I had no idea in our twelve years of friendship that you’re shorter than I am.”

“But what is power?” “Loyalty.”

“Don’t you sign to me in that tone.”

“I’m with him/her for better or worse.” “It’ll probably be worse.” “I knew that the day I met him/her.”

"I'm sorry I tried to kill you." "It's fine, but next time you should try harder."

"C'mon, like I need an excuse to spend time with you."

"You're not as bad as everyone says you are."

"The only one who gets to kill you is me."

“blood loss”? well it’s not lost. I know exactly where it went. right over there.”

“How the mighty have fallen!” “It’s a dropped chocolate bar, stop being dramatic.”

“Shit, we’re gonna die” “Now I don’t want to hear that negative attitude, look on the bright side!” “Yay! We’re gonna die! Woo!”

“How do you do it?” “How do I do what?” “Pretend you are ok.” “I’m not pretending.” “Yes, you are. Every single day and it breaks my heart.”

“Hey, so I know things are pretty f**** shitty right now but I need you to breathe for me.” “Wha-wh-wh-” “You’re having a panic attack. It’s gonna be ok. Just breathe with me.”

“Please, my arms—I can’t wipe my tears, don’t let them see!”

"Smiles are contagious!" "Don't worry, I'm vaccinated."

"I don't want to get involved, it's too risky." "Please do it for me, you're the only one I can turn to." "It's not worth it. You really want to lose everything? 'cause I don't."

"Do you ever think of anyone other than yourself?" "No"---a long pause---"actually yes, at Christmas time"

"There is a reason I go through that door first, It's to make sure everyone else walks back out"

“I can’t leave you here!” “You can and you will.”

"OH! Are you alright? Are you alright?" "Apart from being trapped under here, and maybe suffering from broken bones and embarrassment beyond what I am capable of handling. . . I'm dandy, why do you ask?"

Oh no, are you alright? You're covered in blood!" "Yes, it's yours, Now will you please let me take you to the hospital?"

"What did love ever do anything for anyone anyway?"

"What the hell were you even thinking?!" "You told me not to think!"

"With love comes loss, that's part of the deal. Sometimes it hurts, but in the end, it was all worth it. There's no greater gift than love."

“'Temporary stitches' all stitches are temporary if you have a pair of scissors and aren’t a coward" "What do you....that better not mean what I think you mean......" "Am I just talking about sewing stitches or sutures too? Maaayyybe?" "NO! Absolutely not!"

"I made the calculations, and boy am I bad at math."

"It'll be over soon, I promise."

"Working together again, just like old times." "Well, not just like old times."

"I am many things but not your enemy."

Action Prompts:

Forehead kisses

Palm/hand kisses

Dramatic rain scene

Touching foreheads

Jealousy

Dancing

Last stand

Christmas/Life Day celebration

mistletoe

Accidental hand touch

First date

First kiss

Spending time with the family

Bad day cheering up scheme

Pranks

Going to a pet shop

Going to the movies

Always go after the girl

soft spoken person has loud, unnerving scream.

Lullabies

Nightmares

injury

amnesia

pretend/mistaken to be married/in a relationship

cooking

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wild-karrde · 1 year

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Fandom friday

rAIN-oN-kAMINo's Exigency 1-4

👀 spicy

OOOOOH YES! This fic from @rain-on-kamino has been on my to-read list for a while! It's almost as if Caro tailor-wrote this for me. Like, a spicy slow burn? One bed trope? WITH HOWZER???

I'm so stoked we're heading into the holiday season so that I can jump into all of these different multi-chapter fics I've been putting off until I had a good stretch of free time. Thank you for the rec!

Participate in Fandom Friday to show your favorite creators from this week some love! :)

#FANDOM FRIDAY #creator appreciation #fic rec #fanfiction #fan fic #star wars #the bad batch #tbb #captain howzer #howzer x reader #howzer x you #captain howzer x reader #captain howzer x you #nsft #lemon #lemony lemon #slow burn #romance #angst

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sinfulsalutations · 9 months

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Yayyyy! Congrats! I would love to place my beloved Howzer in your amazing hands again. Could I request him with Fem!Reader for prompt 12 or 13? Leaning toward 12 but whichever you prefer! 😍 Thaaaaank you!!

➼ ɴᴏᴜʀ'ꜱ 500 ꜰᴏʟʟᴏᴡᴇʀ ᴄᴇʟᴇʙʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴ

⋆ ★ ᴀʜʜ ᴛʜᴀɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰʀᴇᴇ! ᴏɴᴄᴇ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ, ꜱᴏ ʜᴏɴᴏʀᴇᴅ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ ᴛʀᴜꜱᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴍᴀɴ 🥹😌 ɪ ᴡᴇɴᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ 12 ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ɪ ɢᴏᴛ ꜱᴏ ᴍᴀɴʏ ʀᴇQᴜᴇꜱᴛꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜ 13, ꜱᴏ ɪ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴘɪᴄᴇ ɪᴛ ᴜᴘ ᴀ ʙɪᴛ!

➼ ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛ ☆ “ɪꜰ ᴡᴇ ɢᴇᴛ ᴄᴀᴜɢʜᴛ, ɪ’ᴍ ʙʟᴀᴍɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ”

➼ ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ ☆ ʜᴏᴡᴢᴇʀ x ɢɴ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

➼ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ☆ ᴘᴇɴᴇᴛʀᴀᴛɪᴠᴇ ꜱᴇx, ꜱᴇx ɪɴ ᴀ ᴄʟᴏꜱᴇᴛ, ᴛʀʏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ Qᴜɪᴇᴛ (ʜᴏᴡᴢᴇʀ ɪꜱɴ’ᴛ ᴅᴏɪɴɢ ᴀ ɢʀᴇᴀᴛ ᴊᴏʙ)

➼ ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ ☆ 508

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

Howzer has always been a passionate lover. You first catch such a glimpse during your first kiss, how he pleasantly groans into you and hums so sweetly when he pulls away. Even when you aren’t engaging in such hot and heavy activities, just simple, domestic pastimes, how long he’d savor each passing kiss and hug. But you don’t truly realize such a fact until you’re in bed, not for the first time, no, but a time when he isn’t allowed to make as much noise as he pleases. That becomes a problem very, very quickly.

The groans are pleasant, no doubt, as he rocks into you slowly and methodically to ensure you don’t make too much racket with how you're positioned on top of a storage crate in a closet, but even then, you’ll no doubt be found if he continues making those sounds.

“Howzer,” You mutter, eyes succumbing to close from pleasure. He’s still rocking the both of you slowly, even as you rouse his attention to your voice. “Baby.”

“Something wrong, sweetheart?” He finally answers you, and you huff. At least you can hide your face, pressing your chin on his shoulder and facing the ceiling.

“You’re being too loud.”

His rocking stops for a moment, and he adjusts the both of you so you’re looking at each other. Suddenly, you’re laughing softly, and he’s biting his lip, a look of light disappointment in himself over his features.

“I thought I was being quiet,” He admits with a chuckle, leaning down and pressing your foreheads together. You laugh with him, very quietly and very carefully, but still enough to know that you’re not upset with him. “I mean, this is pretty quiet for me,” He adds, more hushed than before.

“Sure,” You retort, before lazily resting your arms on his shoulders, holding the back of his head, and bringing him down for a kiss. He lets himself make some noise as you do, letting it ferment and vibrate between the two of your bodies and not leave, but it’s still enough for you to pull back again, giving him a stern look and a raised eyebrow. “Seriously?”

He doesn’t respond appropriately.

You sigh, “If we get caught, I’m blaming you.”

Howzer only smiles again, pecking the top of your nose.

“I’m fine with that, dear,” He says.

You bite the inside of your cheek, attempting to contain a coy grin, but it doesn’t seem to be working. Suddenly, Howzer moves; he’s lifting your hips off the crate and turning you around, pushing his bottom onto it and bringing you into his lap, all somehow without slipping out of you.

It’s your turn to make noise, squealing softly, but he brings his hand over your mouth to contain it. You scowl, before lightly pecking his palm, urging him to pull it away.

“Hm,” he hums with a mischievous smile. “Seems like I’m not the one making all the noise now.”

You slap him lightly; with your lovesick smiles and starstruck eyes, it’s helpless to contain your giggles.

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