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isthereanechoinhere96 · 2 months
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Echo‘s Zen Garden 🌺
Some time ago I saw a beautiful piece of fanart by @thattoothpick called „Echo’s Garden“ and when Lego released their Tranquility Garden I knew I just had to get it and let one of my Lego Echos live there ♥️
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Sometimes he just stands on the bridge and admires the beauty of the water lilies.
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He also loves the cherry trees, especially when they blossom like they do today. He loves to watch the seasons come and go, it gives him a sense of the way of things, they come and go. Like the good and the bad times in life.
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Sometimes he sits on his terrace for hours and just gazes into the distance.
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Sweeping his hut is more like a way to pass the time than really necessary.
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Practicing mindful eating is part of his everyday routine.
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In a big garden like this there’s always something to do.
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The koi carps always look forward to the time of the day when they are fed. When they see his shadow they always know what’s going to happen next and immediately get close.
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But the highlight of every day is the evening when force ghost Fives comes by and they talk about the good old times and enjoy the warm light of the sunset.
Sets: Lego Tranquil Garden 10315 combined with Lego Bonsai Tree 10281.
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freesia-writes · 1 month
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Hey!!! So excited to see that you were opening requests for a Bad Batch Valentine's event! I would like to put in a humble request of a one shot with Echo and a female reader. I have no specific details on appearance. For the general vibe, I would like it to make me feel all the happily ever after feels. I love all your work, can't wait to see what you do next!! ❤️ 😍
Yeah baby! I can't ever resist a little stargazing/campfire sort of situation, so here's a fairly generic setting that's just filllllled with his sweetness (and slight sauciness, LOL). Dividers by @stars-n-spice from this post here!
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Echo x GN!Reader
970 words
No content warnings
Underneath the twinkling canvas of stars, you and Echo found yourselves nestled around the crackling campfire, the warmth casting a gentle glow over your faces. The air was crisp, carrying with it the faint scent of pine and the distant sound of nocturnal creatures stirring in the forest.
Echo sat beside you, his gaze fixed on the dancing flames as they flickered and swayed in the cool night breeze. His expression was thoughtful, his brow furrowed slightly as if lost in deep contemplation.
"You know," he began, breaking the comfortable silence that had settled between you, "there's something about being out here, under the stars, that just feels... right."
You nodded in agreement, following his gaze as it drifted up toward the glittering expanse above. "It's peaceful," you replied softly, "like the chaos of the world fades away for a little while."
Echo smiled, a small, genuine curve of his lips that softened the lines of his face. "Exactly," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.
As the fire crackled and popped beside you, the two of you found yourselves lost in conversation, sharing stories and memories as the night stretched on. Echo spoke of his time as a member of the 501st as well as his time in Clone Force 99, recounting daring missions and narrow escapes with a mixture of pride and humility. You listened intently, hanging on his every word as he painted vivid pictures of battles fought and comrades lost. There was a depth to Echo's stories that resonated with you, a sense of camaraderie and loyalty that spoke to the bonds forged in the crucible of war.
"I'll never forget the time we were stranded on that desolate moon," Echo said, a wistful smile playing at the corners of his lips. "We had to fend off a pack of ravenous nexu with nothing but our blasters and a few thermal detonators."
You laughed, the sound echoing softly in the quiet of the night. "That sounds like quite the adventure," you replied, imagining the scene playing out in your mind's eye.
"It was," Echo agreed, his gaze distant as he relived the memory. "But it was also one of the moments that brought us closer together as a team. We had each other's backs, no matter what. I felt like a real part of a team again." 
As the fire burned low and the sky lay above you as a dark, velvet cover, you realized that this moment was something special. It was a chance to connect with Echo on a level that went beyond the battlefield, to see the man behind the armor and the scars.
"Thank you for sharing your stories with me," you said softly, breaking the silence that had settled over the clearing. "It means a lot."
Echo turned to you, his gaze soft and sincere. "Thank you for listening," he replied, a hint of warmth in his voice despite its wistful touch. "It's been a long time since I've had someone to share them with.”
You felt a flutter of anticipation in your chest, and the air between you seemed charged with electricity, a palpable tension that you couldn't ignore. He shifted beside you, his gaze lingering on your face as if searching for something in the depths of your eyes. 
"You know," he began, his voice low and husky, "there's something I've been meaning to tell you."
Your heart skipped a beat at his words, anticipation coursing through your veins. "What is it?" you asked, barely above a whisper.
He reached out, his hand coming to rest on yours, his touch sending a jolt of electricity up your arm. "I... I don't know how to say this," he confessed, his gaze dropping to where your fingers were intertwined. "But ever since I met you, I've felt... something. Something I can't really explain, and something I don’t think I deserve, but… I don’t want to stuff it down anymore.”
“Oh.” Your breath caught in your throat, the weight of his words hanging heavy in the air between you. “Echo… How could you say you don’t deserve it?”
“Cause I’m a bit of an ass,” he said with a grin, breaking the intensity of the moment with some levity.
“My favorite ass,” you teased, heart warming at the humor and relief that softened his sharp features. 
Echo looked up, his gaze locking with yours, and in that moment, the world seemed to fall away. His pale brown eyes were brimming with emotion, a new vulnerability and courage surfacing at the same time. You didn’t know how to confess all that you felt toward him as well, feeling utterly paralyzed by the dreaminess of the entire situation -- nestled cozily side by side on the ground beneath the stars. 
Without thinking, you leaned forward, closing the distance between you until your lips met in a soft, tender kiss. It was like coming home, a perfect moment of clarity and connection that left you breathless and wanting more. He sucked air in through his nose, freezing for a split second before tilting his head to deepen the kiss. His arms snuck around you, pulling you more closely against him until you were almost losing your balance, and you came tumbling apart with hands sprawling to find the ground and a small chuckle punctuating the passion.
Once you got situated, you snuggled back together, closer than before, tucking yourself against his side. He nestled his cheek against the side of your head, his fingers tracing patterns against the outside of your arm. "I've wanted to do that for so long," he confessed, his voice barely above a whisper.
You smiled, a rush of happiness flooding through you at his words. "Me too," you replied, turning and leaning in to press another kiss to his lips.
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zoeykallus · 6 months
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After Reading your stories again, damn, I missed them, they were so good and fun :D
So I've got this head canon that Echo wears his headset to improve his hearing (which got bad after getting blown up).
So what about it got damaged and tech needs some time to repair it. In the meanwhile the reader tries to help him get along with his impaired hearing. (And maybe they found out something about their feelings in the process ;)
I just love your one shots and Echo is just my favorite ^^°
And as always, just have fun and don't feel pushed to do anything which you don't like to.
Aloha my dear!
So nice to still have you around! I'm glad you are still enjoying my stuff 😊
And again, sorry for the long wait! Let me see what I can do for you...
Echo x Fem!Reader One-Shot - Without Words
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Warnings: Mostly Fluff (Possible Trigger: Mentioned Hearing Loss)
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"Do you really have to do this now?" asks Echo critically, frowning unwillingly as Tech sets about taking the headset off him. He feels uncomfortable, his eyes wandering to the clock again and again. He's excited enough as it is, it won't be long until your second date, and he wants to be on time, especially he doesn't want you to notice any more of his problems. It's enough that you know about his legs and his arm, he doesn't really want to reveal his hearing loss to you right away. Not yet. He wants to wait for the right moment, but when is the right moment for that anyway? Tech says matter-of-factly as always, "You want the problems fixed as soon as possible, don't you? It won't take long." Echo sighs somberly. "Yeah, I do, but I'm about to meet her". "Oh? A second date?" asks Tech, surprised. Echo says grumpily, "Don't act surprised, she simply likes me". Tech shrugs and says nonchalantly, "Our squad rarely has prospects of a romantic nature, by that I mean all of us, not just you" Echo laughs softly and says, "She's only dating me though, and I'm certainly not going to share that girl with you" "If you did, that would be weird too" Tech notes dryly.
He loosens the last screws and takes off the headset. Echo blinks a few times, hearing a low hiss he always hears when he's not wearing the headset. "This feels like shit," he grumbles, only partially able to hear his own voice as he does so. He feels Tech tap him on the shoulder and follows his finger pointing, in your direction. You've arrived earlier than scheduled. He sees your smile and can't help it, he has to smile too. "Hi," Echo says softly, almost timidly, and raises his hand in greeting, a gesture you return. But then you say something to him and all he can hear are muffled, distorted sounds that barely penetrate through the constant static noise. Echo raises both hands toward his ears, shakes his head and shrugs helplessly. "I can barely hear anything," he says louder than usual, and it feels very strange to barely hear his own voice as well. You look from one to the other for a moment, but then you smile in understanding and nod. You exchange a few words with Tech, but he can't understand what you're saying. A moment later, you gently grab Echo's hand and pull him with you. Over his shoulder, he calls out to Tech, "Hurry up with that thing, please."
Tech makes a shooing hand gesture to signify for him to go with you. Outside the Marauder, you walk just a few steps, to a bench beyond the landing area under a tree with a sweeping, low-hanging canopy in full bloom. It's a nice spot, and for the moment you're alone. You feel Echo looking around frantically as you walk, hearing phantom noises and expecting to run into someone or get hit by a speeder. You squeeze his hand encouragingly, gently tugging on it so that he closes in on you. You place your other hand on his forearm and smile at Echo. You can't use words, but Echo sees in your expression that you want to tell him you have everything under control, he doesn't have to worry. He's a little wobbly on his feet, every time he walks without his hearing aid his sense of balance suffers a little, but you gently and safely guide him to the bench beneath the flowering tree. His hearing has deteriorated over time after the Citadel, the damaged eardrums simply not recovering, Tech's guess is that this is also due to some nerve damage. Occasionally, however, the headset needs to be serviced and Echo is actually glad that Tech is taking care of this.
You sit down together on the bench, in the shade of the low-hanging branches. You hear him sigh in relief. Echo trusts you, yet he is glad to be able to sit down and not have to rely on his hearing or sense of balance for a moment. He looks at you, and you sense that something is on his mind. When he speaks, he is again much louder than you are used to, but you don't mind. "Didn't think you'd agree to a second date." You laugh softly, and he smiles when he sees it. Then you raise your hand, showing him first one finger, then a second, a third and so on. Showing him the whole again and again with a big smile. "You want more dates?" he asks, surprised. At your nod, he asks with a wry smile, "What do you want with damaged goods like me, anyway?" You pull a pout and shake your head, wagging your finger reproachfully, before smiling and kissing his cheek. When you look at him again, his cheeks have a little more color than usual. He laughs softly and says, "I like you a lot, too."
Your radiant smile makes his heart beat faster, and he has to take a deep breath to collect himself. This feeling that you trigger in him is quite new for him, but yet he already doesn't want to miss it. The fast pulse, the fluttering in his stomach, the tingling under his skin and this constant urge to smile. He's so excited with you and at the same time more relaxed than ever. "You're very special," he says a little breathlessly. You emphatically place your hand on his chest. "Me too?" he asks with a grin. At your energetic nod, he laughs softly again. You hear Tech say, "Finished with the headset. Am I interrupting?" and turn to face him. "No, you're not interrupting." Echo sees his brother with the headset and sighs in relief. You give them both some space and Tech puts the headset back on Echo. When he's done with it, Tech asks, "So, how does it feel? Can you hear me?" Echo gives him a thumbs up and says, "Fine, Tech, thank you very much" "You're welcome anytime." As Tech leaves you alone again, Echo looks at you, he grins and says, "Now let me hear your wonderful voice" You laugh softly and say, "It's not that wonderful"
Echo beams at you in love and says, "Oh yes, for me, it is". The way he looks at you is so wonderfully dreamy, makes your heart beat faster. "So you said last time you wanted to show me something?" you ask curiously. Echo smirks and says, "Hunter let me have the secondary shuttle for the day." You laugh softly and ask, "Are you trying to kidnap me?" "Something like that, of course, only if that's what you want." "As long as we don't go to Tatooine," you say with a little giggle. Echo laughs heartily. "No, don't worry about it. But have you ever seen a sunset in the lake scenery on Naboo?"
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stardust-kenobi · 1 year
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Perfect
Echo x Fem!Reader
Summary: During your shift at the bar, an angry customer yells something hurtful at you, and Echo checks to make sure you're okay.
Warnings: 18+ minors DNI! smut, oral f receiving, TW: body insecurities, self conscious reader
Word Count: 1.8k
A/N: As someone on the curvier side who’s dealt with body insecurities basically my entire life, I was happy to write this with experience on how it feels. This is my first (of probably many) Echo one-shots. Thank you @sageislostinspring for requesting <3
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The weekend's familiar patrons crowded the bar, ordering their endless rounds of drinks for hours on end until they couldn't even walk straight. Cid wasn't a responsible bar owner, so she never let you cut anyone off when they were too drunk.
"Drunk customers are paying customers" She'd always say. You roll your eyes every time her voice plays in the back of your mind. She took you in when you were a child, and you always saw her as an aunt, but she wasn't protective of your safety like an aunt should be. Regardless, you loved her anyways.
Luckily, your favorite guys were across the bar tonight, crowded into a corner booth, taking it easy and enjoying their time together. Omega was kicking some ass at Dejarik. No matter how busy the place could get, and even with Hunter watching her like a hawk, you were adamant about making sure she was safe when there were this many people around. This was no place for a child, but somehow she was right where she belonged.
Glancing across the room back to the rest of the guys, you briefly caught Echo's eye and flashed him a smile. He smiled back before you returned to pouring and mixing drinks on autopilot. There was something about him - Echo, that you were so attracted to. The brothers were similar in appearance, but none of them were as kind as Echo.
Wrecker, Tech and Hunter were playing a drinking game, completely oblivious to the fact that they lost Echo's attention a while ago, but he couldn’t help staring at you.
"Can I get another drink?!" A loud, distracting man yelled from the other end of the bar.
"Yep, I'll be right there" You shot him a quick assuring smile.
"Now!” He impatiently demanded, his voice now louder than before, startling you.
“Please be patient, sir, I am working as fast as I can” You told him firmly.
“Maybe if you lost a few pounds you could work faster” 
Right then and there your heart sunk into the pit of your stomach. Suddenly every hateful comment you'd ever received came rushing to your mind, clouding your ability to even defend yourself. You stood there, motionless. This man had found your biggest insecurity and attacked it with anger.
You caught sight of Echo again, who was already watching the look on your face turn to sorrow. It was too loud for him to hear what had been said, but he knew something was wrong immediately. 
The beat of your heart thumped viciously inside your chest, pressing hard at the lump stuck in your throat. Rushing out from behind the bar, trying to turn the corner before a stream of tears stained your face in front of such a large crowd, you heard a slew of choice words exchanged loudly. One of the voices you recognized…Echo. You took a few deep breaths and poked your head around the corner.
Echo and the guys had cornered the insulting patron. Wrecker had him by the back of the neck, ready to throw him to the streets at any second. Echo and Hunter were in his face, undoubtedly threatening him.
It was all too much for you to handle and you needed some space.
The closing door of Aunt Cid’s office offered the solace you needed to calm down. There was a stinging sensation in your eyes as you shut them tight, trying your damnedest to get it together. No matter how many times in your life you tried to move past your insecurities about your body, someone like that guy will always be around to remind you of it.
Just then, a faint knock came from the other side of the door.
“Y/N?” The gentle voice called
Echo.
“I’m fine” You called to him, but the strangling effort in your voice to sound like you weren’t crying only made it all the more obvious.
“Can I come in?” He asked politely.
Instead of responding, you walked over to the door and pulled it open only slightly. You hesitantly looked up at him, and found the most concerned man in the galaxy. The wetness upon your cheeks instantly grabbed his attention.
“Oh, Y/N” Echo’s brows pressed together, his voice like silk. It took everything in you not to burst into tears just from the tone of his words.
You allowed him to enter, and walked over to sit yourself on Cid’s desk.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t want you to see me like this” You sniffled.
“I’m your friend, Y/N, I’m here for you” He consoled.
“Thank you” You half smiled, thankful for his company.
“What did that guy say to you?” He asked. Something in his tone hinted that he was ready to kill him for hurting you.
“You didn’t hear?” You asked, confirming that he was too far away to know what the guy said, and came looking for you just based on how shattered you looked as you left the bar.
“No. Well, Hunter may have. We all saw your reaction to someone yelling and didn’t ask any questions, the guys took care of it” He explained, and moved to stand in front of you, taking your hand into his own, “I wanted to come check on you, though”
“He made a comment about my weight” You said quietly, somehow ashamed of admitting something that wasn't your fault.
“What?” Echo was appalled to hear this.
Your insecurity and self consciousness overcame you again, and you hung your head, “Yeah”
Echo's rage became obvious despite his attempt to suppress it.
“Listen to me, Y/N..." Echo started, bringing his head down to grab hold of your lowered gaze, but seemed to almost swallow his words before he could make them come out. He shut his eyes tight, realizing he might regret what he says next, "You are the most breathtaking woman I have ever laid eyes on"
The beating of your heart almost strangled you in that moment. Your hands trembled together in your embrace.
"I've never had the nerve to confess that to you before, but you needed to hear it now" He assured you, "I have been all over this galaxy. I've seen women of all shapes and sizes…but you? You are everything"
Your broken heart began mending itself with every word he spoke to you, "Echo" You whispered admirably.
"I mean it. Don't even think about listening to someone like that guy out there"
You were speechless.
"And this?" He began, his hand gesturing to the curves along your body, "is perfect"
"Will you kiss me?" You asked suddenly, knowing you wanted nothing more in that moment than to show him you wanted him.
His eagerness was no match for his nerves. Echo wanted to attack your supple lips, not holding back at all, but he couldn't, not yet. He inched forward slowly, afraid of messing this up, and planted his lips upon yours and delicately entwined the two of you.
Sparks ignited between the warmth of your kiss. A light whimper fell from your mouth onto his, telling him you wanted more. His hand wrapped around the back of your head and pressed you harder into him. Your tongue slipped over his lips and pulled a moan from him, piquing your arousals even further.
Heat began forming in your belly, migrating quickly to the pulsing between your legs. You squirmed slightly, your body craving friction against your sensitive, aching clit. Echo made note of your restlessness, and pulled away slightly.
"I want to taste you" He whispered against your lips. You took that as an invitation to kiss him harder, but you were stopped suddenly when he broke away from the kiss, "All of you".
Just then, a fire rushed through your body with the realization of what he meant. Without even hesitating, you parted your legs wider in your seated position on the desk. Echo placed his kiss on your neck before trailing his pecks further down your chest. His hand worked to inch the fabric of your dress up the length of your thighs, shooting chills down the length of your legs.
"Let me show you how beautiful you are to me" Echo insisted, a hint of hunger settled into his tone
"Please" You breathed.
You watched as he lowered himself in between your legs, putting his face level with where you ached for his touch. Cool air grazed the wetness slicked on your folds as he pulled your panties down your legs.
Gentle kisses peppered the inside of your thighs, inching closer and closer to your pussy. Soft whimpers had already begun falling off your lips before his tongue ever pressed against you.
The moment that you felt the intoxicating sensation of his tongue circling your clit, you were in heaven. It started slow, with soft rotations getting a gradual start on your pleasure. Maker, he was good at this.
"Oh, Echo. Yes" You moaned deep, but gently.
His eyes rarely left yours while he devoured you, wanting to see pretty little faces you'd make from the feeling he provided for you. His cock strained so helplessly against his pants, torturing him to no end. Echo had dreamed of this exact moment for so long, and now he had you in his hold, whining and falling apart under his influence.
He hungered for you, not just to taste your arousal, but to feel you in your most delicate state. His love for you existed from afar, as he was terrified that you wouldn’t want him too. All the passion he felt for you built up to this, and he’d do anything to help you understand how perfect you were to him.
The motions of his mouth grew more eager by the second before he found a consistent rhythm that seemed to earn the most precious noises from your lips. Nothing had ever brought you so close to your orgasm so quickly.
"Maker, it feels so good" You cried out, knowing you were close to falling over the edge. He knew it, too, and didn't dare change a thing about his pace now.
Suddenly, your orgasm burst open with overwhelming ecstasy. Your body squirmed involuntarily in his grasp, so he grabs your hip and pulls your body harder against his face, not letting you relinquish even a second of the full intensity of your climax. Echo groaned against your clit, sending vibrations across your sensitively and driving you absolutely wild. The stars in your vision began to fade as you crept slowly down off of your high.
"Oh my god, Echo" You exclaim breathlessly. Your legs trembled while he slowly stood to his feet.
"Sweetheart, I-" He started, failing to find the words to describe how he felt.
A sudden knock came at the door.
"Y/N? Are you alright in there?"
It was Wrecker, and based on the sounds of feet shuffling beyond the door, you assumed the rest of the guys were out there, too.
How kind of them to check on you, too, but stars, they couldn't have picked a worse time than this. You both exchanged a glance of amusing disappointment, knowing you both wanted to rip each other's clothes off right then and there.
"Another time" You smiled warmly.
He smiled back, kissing you one more time, like he'd never get the chance to again, and couldn't wait to pick up where you left off.
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littlemissmanga · 8 months
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Hey love! Here with that quote i was talking about!
“may my heart
be the softest place you fall,
may this love
be the wildest place you run”
Let your inspiration flow and decide which clone boy this vibes best for! 🩵
DUDE I was struck with instant inspiration when I saw this. That is a beautiful quote! This was almost stream of conscious writing and I am actively in love with it. Thank you so much for this prompt!
Wedding Speech
Pairing: Echo x Reader
W/C: 490
Warnings: None, slightly emotional but happy, so much fluff
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The clinking of glasses fills the room, slowly at first until the cacophony echoes through the hall. The chatter of conversation falls away in much the same way, ending with a deafening silence.
You steady your breathing, actively keeping the tremor in your hands minute enough that you can read off your datapad. Opening your mouth, you realize you forgot your own glass. You hurriedly grab it before looking out at your family and friends, the warmth from their gazes flooding you.
“Welcome,” you say, letting your voice rise from your chest to carry through the room. “Thank you all for coming to celebrate our wedding. I know it was a long time coming.” A gentle laughter rolls from table to table, a few teasing looks are tossed your new husband’s way.
Husband. The word still felt odd, foreign. But so right it fills you with certainty.
“I promise I won’t keep you long. I just have a few words for my husband, and I wanted you all to hear them, too. They would have been vows, but someone didn’t get around to writing his.”
Playful jeering has your spouse rolling his eyes and shouting at his brothers. “We were literally running from the Empire!” His reasonable defense garners no sympathy. You are clearly their favorite.
When the roar calms to a whisper, you continue.
“My love, I know the road you’ve walked has not been an easy one. Some parts were quite lonely. My own has had some rough bumps, too. And while I wish I could take away your pain, I can’t regret the circumstances that brought you to me.
“Now, our paths have merged into one. I cannot promise the road ahead of us will be smooth. In fact, we both know it likely won’t be. But what I can promise is that you will never again walk it alone.”
You hear and feel your voice shaking, but it still rings clear and loud. You take a quick, shallow breath, knowing you are going to lose your composure as soon as you lift your eyes to meet your husband’s. A smile overtakes your lips without conscious thought as you vision blurs.
“No matter what we face, I pray that my heart will be the softest place you fall, and this love be the wildest place you run. I love you, Echo.”
You blink at your tears, forcing them over your lids to slide down your cheeks. With clearer vision, you can finally see how Echo is looking at you with the softest eyes you’ve ever seen. All the love that fills your heart to bursting is reflected back at you in his eyes.
He stands and in one quick step, his arm is around you and his lips are on you, kissing you deeply. Claiming you in front of everyone who means something to you for the second time that day.
“I love you so much, cyar’ika.”
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haven-is-happy · 1 year
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Meeting the family
Summary: Echo gets some shore leave and turns his comm off
Word count: 2,3 k
Warnings: Just kissing, this is completely sfw
A/N: Had a ton on fun writing this, I hope it's good enough for your expectations. The sentence prompt is in there
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As a general rule (gently suggested by Captain Rex to the 501st), Echo is not to be disturbed when calling with his girlfriend. Not only because of possible less-than-innocent activities on the call, but also because of how damn happy Echo was when he ends the call himself undisturbed.
When he got together with Y/N, his optimism skyrocketed. Every mission, assignment and battle was done quickly but thoroughly, so he could come back to her. He made the other troopers work faster to be done with the paperwork (much to the displeasure of Fives), cleaned up when others didn’t want to, anything to get rewarded more time off.
Even general Skywalker noticed a difference. Echo no longer went with any crazy plan Fives threw on the table. He’s stubborn enough to convince them of a safer route, or staying behind on base for the craziest assignments. 
“I want to come back home,” he answered every time. Nobody asked him what “home” was. It was against regulations, but everyone turned a blind eye.
Rex has never actually met her, but he was sure he like will like her when he does.
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“Well, call him again! What if it’s an emergency and we need to leave for an impromptu mission?” 
Despite Rex loving his men with all his heart like brothers, sometimes, he gets quite frustrated with their headstrong attitude. Especially if he does a headcount at breakfast and finds some of them missing.
“Maybe he went to a bar and slept over?” Jesse suggests and shovels a spoonful of military rations into his mouth.
“Impossible. It’s been more than a day. Echo is not that kind of person,” Kix counters, “I would expect that more from Fives.” He points at the trooper with his clean spoon, his face sporting a half-smirk.
From the other end of the table, he hears an offended “OI!”.
“Don’t pretend to be offended, Fives, your tab at 79’s is still open. Besides, Echo has someone waiting for him home, he wouldn’t do that.”
As if a lightbulb went off in his head, Kix turns to Rex.
“Have we checked if he isn’t with them?”
Rex shrugs. “We don’t even know if the person lives on Coruscant, much less know their location.”
Fives froze for a second in realisation. He starts hitting Jesse next to him, as if possessed.
“She is on Coruscant! I have her address in case of an emergency!”
The entire table groans.
“Then kriffin lead with that!” “Fives!” “And you didn’t tell us this sooner?!”
"Hear me out: Melted cheese with carrots."
"You know what, that actually might be good."
Since your leftovers ran out for lunch, Echo and you were brainstorming cooking ideas. 
Well, it is more of "Echo says a food combination and you shoot it down". It sometimes feels like he has no sense of taste, his tongue fried from eating republic rations all the time.
The holomovie has become white noise at some point, background in your conversation while you cuddle on the couch.
"The carrots have to be boiled so they don't crunch, we could maybe even use blue cheese," you list off ingredients, in thought.
"I'm sorry, WHAT cheese?!" Echo is half horrified and half curious at your statement. 
"Oh, you know, a cheese that has a bit of grown mold on it. It adds flavour and it's not bad for the body at all," you explain, watching his expression go from 100 to 200.
"How could mold on cheese be anything other than bad?"
"Actually, I have no idea. It just is," you shrug and pull out a datapad, putting in a shopping list.
Echo peers over your shoulder. 
"Does it really need that many ingredients?"
"Yeah. You need the pasta, salt - which we already have - and the sauce needs some cream, garlic, cheese and carrots. If you want to spice it up we can add some ham," you say, counting the ingredients on your fingers. You're by no means a master in the kitchen, but you want to feed your boyfriend food with ACTUAL flavour.
Echo lays his head on top of yours, pressing a kiss to the crown of your head.
"Can you teach me how to do it? I want to cook you something someday," he mumbles into your scalp, pressing another peck after he finishes the sentence.
"I will if you want to, but you don't need to cook me anything! I can always look up recipes or we can order takeout."
"But I want to."
It makes the corners of your mouth rise and warmth spread to your chest. What the republic thinks is a hardened soldier is also a softie who wants to learn how to cook for someone he loves.
"Thank you, love."
Echo doesn't need to move his head to see your smile, he just knows. The tone is obvious to him.
"Cooking is really complicated," he puffs out.
"Oh you have no idea. Pasta is mostly simple to do, one of the easiest dishes in fact," you point out. After sending the shopping list into the app, you toss the datapad to the side.
Now just to wait half an hour for the groceries to arrive, carried by a simple task droid.
You don't want to point your attention towards the TV or go out shopping. It feels like you're wasting precious time you have while Echo is on shore leave. You want to be wrapped up in him for the entire remainder of his vacation.
Curled in his side, you can feel every single muscle of his athletic body through the thin shirt of his blacks. He knows you don't mean anything by it when you snake a hand under his shirt and start drawing shapes into his skin. 
As always, his skin is warm to the touch, bringing you instant comfort.
By the time the movie ends, the hypnotic nature of drawing circles into Echo’s skin puts you in the sweet zone between awake and asleep. His chest rises and falls as he watches the credits (something only he ever does), syncing your breathing with his.
Warmth blooms in his heart at your sleepy form, like small fireworks in his veins. He feels as if body will burst.
“I cannot stop smiling when I look at you,” he whispers to you, making you smile in return. He isn’t even sure if your brain registered it or turned it into a pleasant dream. 
He slowly moves by centimetres on the couch into a more comfortable position to take a nap and let you snooze.
However, before Echo could even begin falling asleep with you, a sharp ring makes him flinch out of his own head.
An adorable whine leaves your throat.
“Is the food here?” Echo asks and gently takes your arm off him, getting up to get whatever is at the door.
“Hopefully,” you grumble out and lay down flat on the couch, covering where Echo was sitting.
“Can you put everything but the bread in the fridge? I’ll cook in an hour,” you speak up, louder than usual so Echo hears you through the apartment.
You hear the door open and then-
“What the kriff are you doing here?!”
You shoot up from the couch so fast your head nearly spins. Echo rarely swears so to you, this would be a jedi-level threat.
“Well you didn’t answer your comm so Fives told me where your partner lives-” “That information is for emergencies!” an identical voice replies to your boyfriend before getting shot down by (what you assume is) your Echo.
When you get into the line of sight of the door, you realise why.
There, right outside the threshold of your door, stand at least six clones, all wearing the same armour Echo has left neatly in a pile by your shoes. All of them have lines, triangles and patterns painted on their helmets in blue, black or red.
Echo’s legion.
“Well you weren’t answering your comm and… oh…” a blonde trooper in the front with his helmet under his arm speaks out and trails off when his eyes land on you.
“Yeah, I have told you I am away.” You’d think his annoyed voice is hot if you weren’t in a situation that could put him at such risk.
Right behind the blonde clone (who you assume is his caprain Rex from what he Echo told you) is a clone with a standard haircut and a number five tattooed on his temple in galactic basic.
His twin, Fives. You remember his tattoo from a conversation you’ve had with Echo. You wanted to meet him some day as he means so much to your boyfriend, but you have hoped that the meeting would be in better circumstances.
Before anything else can happen, you want to diffuse the situation. You don’t know if a clone trooper legally be in a relationship, as the war made the Senate refuse to look at anything else (certainly not look at the rights of the soldiers fighting said war). You might be in deep waters.
“Good afternoon sir. Is Echo in trouble?” You inwardly grimace. That was such a stupid question to ask, acting guilty in the court before even getting called to the stand.
A small smile gets to the captain’s lips.
“No, he isn’t. We’re just here to check on him because he wasn’t answering his comm.”
Some of the weight leaves your shoulders. You really didn’t want the first meeting with his brothers to be about disciplinary actions.
Echo’s entire face goes red, caught in the act. “I thought I put it on emergency only,” he tries justifying.
“Next time, double check. I sent you a message an hour ago. We wanted to know where you are,” another clone, one with a republic tattoo across his face, suggests.
“I told commander Cody that I am taking a day of shore leave. Did he not tell you guys?” Something shifts in Echo, like a knot coming loose. His stance shifts to be more relaxed and a single hand reaches out for your own.
His captain takes out a datapad and reads through messages while you two watch, previous anxiety dissipating just a smidge  .
“Ah, Cody got called away yesterday for a diplomatic mission.” The captain puts away his device and turns back to Echo.
“I- didn’t know that. Sorry Rex” utters your boyfriend and squeezes your hand. You squeeze back, seeing the guilty look on his face.
“It’s alright, you couldn’t have known, General Kenobi got the call and needed to leave immediately,” the blonde, Rex, reaches out a hand and pats his shoulder. 
Then, his head turns to you and he nods respectfully. “Nice to meet you ma’am. We’ll be going, sorry to bother you.”
“No problem at all,” you reply and watch the troopers utter variations of hellos and goodbyes, with his twin being the last to leave your porch.
He sends you a mischievous smile and reaches out a hand to shake yours. “I’ll stop by some time.”
He sends him a glare as he pulls away. Fives pats his shoulder and turns around, jogging to catch up with the rest of his brothers.
You lead Echo back inside your apartment and shut the door behind. His hand leaves yours and he kneels next to his armour to take out the commlink from his pack. He pushes a button, switching it on.
A bit sheepish, he puts it back and stands up. “Sorry you had to meet my captain and brothers for the first time like this,” he looks down.
You reach out a hand to cup his cheek and lift up his head to make him look at you.
“It’s fine, I’m just glad you’re not in trouble,” you say softly and curl your free arm against his waist. His hands instinctively reach out to rest at your hips and bring you closer.
“I really wanted my comm to be off for the day, to spend the time with you. I’m sorry mesh’la.”
“Stop saying sorry for things out of your control. Your captain is sweet for wanting to check on you.”
He brings your foreheads together, something you have learnt is a kiss in his culture.
“Still, we could have gone through our day without this. I want to be here with you. For you. I don’t want you to feel like we are one message away from never seeing eachother again,” he murmurs.
You sigh with a sad look on your face.
“But we are, Echo. And that’s the reality. But that doesn’t mean you aren’t here for me,” you reply and pull away just enough so you can kiss his cheek and then bury your face in his neck. 
His hands go from your hips to hugging you. It’s the kind of bear hug that makes it impossible to breathe deeply, but you’re okay with that.
“I’m here for you too,” you whisper into his skin and land a peck on the junction of his neck and shoulder.
His arms falter and he pulls away, only to kiss you like his life depends on it.
He has no qualms pushing his tongue past your lips, multitasking while gently walking the two of you over to your couch.
“Kriff!” you squeak out as you stumble a bit, unaware of your surroundings from the haze of kissing. You stabilise yourself against Echo’s muscular chest and plant your feet firmly, making your boyfriend almost lose balance in return.
As you both regain your footing, your eyes meet again and you both snicker at the clumsy attempt at romance.
You want to lead Echo towards your couch to continue the session, but the bell rings again.
“So help me force Fives, if it’s you, I am going to put sand in your bed!”
“I think that’s just the delivery droid. It’s been an hour.”
“Oh, cool. Can you show me the recipe?”
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corrieguards · 1 year
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Toast
Echo x reader
Summary: after spending the night with Echo you wake up to make him some breakfast. Word count: 1,2k T/W: light non-explicit sexual implications and domestic Echo which should be a warning all by itself. A/N: This is purely self-indulgent.
Getting to spend the night with Echo was rare. Waking up with him not only still next to you but also still fast asleep was even rarer.
The clone seemed to have this sixth sense that made him wake up at the same time every day. Honestly, at this point it wouldn't even surprise you if the Kaminoans had in fact somehow managed to build that into his and his brothers DNA.
But today was one of those few mornings where you got to take in the sight of your boyfriend while he was asleep, expression relaxed and devoid of any worries and stress. It suited him.
His mouth was slightly open, small snores escaping him. Legs tangled with yours and his arm draped over your waist. 
You laid on your side, taking in the sight in front of you with a smile. Kriff, he was beautiful. And all fucking yours. All yours.
You turned, checking the time on Echo's comm device he' d left on your bed stand for the night. There were still a couple hours before he'd have to head off. Good, you would have time to make him some breakfast then. 
Carefully untangling your legs you slipped out of the bed. Not wanting to switch the lights on in fear of disturbing his sleep, you felt blindly on the floor, fingers clenching around the first item of clothing, which happened to be the top half of Echo's blacks.
You slipped it over your head and quietly padded out the room, taking one last affectionate look towards your boyfriend who was dead to the world on your bed. Kriffing cute.
Once in the kitchen you made a beeline for the kaff machine and started it going with two hot mugs for you both.
Just as the first mug was finishing off you heard your bedroom door shut, followed quickly by Echo rounding the corner into your kitchen.
You took him in as he lazily walked over to you, tan chest bare and the grey sweats you’d bought specially for him hanging deliciously low on his hips.  He pressed a sleepy kiss to your forehead and you smiled looping your arms around his neck
“Well good morning handsome"
He hummed, heavy eyes closed and forehead leaning against your own. "Morning to you too beautiful," he rasped. Stars, that morning voice.
The kaff machine beeped, making you break free of Echo's embrace and walk over to it, picking up both your mugs.
"Is that kaff?," he inquired, a hopeful look in his eyes.
"Mhm, sure is," you replied, passing him the biggest of the two steaming mugs and relishing in the excited look on his face.
"Thank you meshla," he pressed a chaste kiss to your temple
"You were supposed to stay asleep for longer," you pouted, "Was gonna make you a proper breakfast n' everything, kriff knows you need it after eating the GAR food every day,"
He chuckled, "Just this kaff is already perfect, don't worry baby,"
"Yeah but I wanted to do something nice for you Echo," you replied wrapping your arms around his shoulders and pressing a soft kiss on his lips before adding, "You deserve it,”
He smiled and kissed you back. A couple of beats of silence passed before Echo quietly broke it
"Y'know, we can always make our breakfast together," he suggested shyly, "I mean I can't promise I know what I'm doing but you can teach me, we have plenty of time.”
You perked up at his suggestion, eyes shining with excitement "Really?"
"Sure meshla," he chuckled, "Anything you want, just tell me what to do.”
You smiled wide, "Ok then trooper, what do you feel like eating this morning?"
"Literally anything is better than what they make us eat in the mess hall."
He smiled when you laughed. “Ok then, we’ll pick something nice and easy."
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"What do you mean you don't know how to use a toaster?"
He shrugged, rubbing the back of his neck "The Kaminoans never really gave us cooking lessons." 
You looked at him dumbly before quickly coming back to your senses "Okay then… C'mere I'll show you" you beckoned him closer and he shyly came up to stand behind you.
You explained the steps for setting up the toaster, all while he watched you carefully yet intently over your shoulder.
It was one of the things you loved most about Echo, The genuine curiosity he had towards life and the natural desire to learn more were some of the first things that drew you to him and made him stand out between his other brothers.
"Ok then," you said, “You wanna give it a try?” He nodded and you stood back, watching him with a loving smile as his brow furrowed, fully concentrated on making this toast. He was definitely an ARC trooper alright. He carefully pushed the toast down, hand hovering over it for a second before turning to look at you for conformation. “Did I do it right?”
You chuckled at his uncertainty, stepping up on your tippy toes to give him a chaste kiss “You did it perfectly babe. Now we’ve just gotta wait a few minutes and it’ll be ready.”
He hummed and moved to wrap his arms around your stomach from behind "That I can do”
"Y’know" he whispered, lips brushing against your neck as he spoke "You look so fucking good in my blacks meshla”
You smirked and lent back, his chest pressing again your back. “I’m sure you’d like it better if I was out of them”
His warm hand slowly crept up your thigh, making you inhale sharply “Oh I certainly would” he purred into your ear.
“Maybe you should do something about it then” you teased slightly out of breath from the feeling of his hand creeping further up and slowly moving to your inner thigh.
He chuckled and began formulating a response when the toaster suddenly pinged, making him jump. You bit your lip to try to stop the smile threatening to spread across your face.
“Sorry”, you said trying to quell your giggles for the sake of his dignity, “Forgot to tell you it did that”
“Made me jump out my fucking skin” he swore. Unable to hold it any longer you burst out laughing. 
He smiled watching you “You look pretty when you laugh”
A blush spread across your cheeks, making him smirk and cup your cheek “And even prettier when you blush”
You rolled your eyes but smiled nonetheless, giving a quick kiss to his nose “C’mon you sweet talker, let’s finish this breakfast”
"Yes ma'am" he said with a mock salute and a goofy smile. You huffed out another laugh, playfully hitting his shoulder "Idiot"
"You know you love me," he teased, smile growing wider.
"Mhm, I do" you craned your neck to give him another peck on the lips. "Cause you're my idiot"
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Owning a cat w/ Maya Lopez hc
a/n: I would die if she looked at me like that istg. ANYWHO writing fluff is a little easier for me than smut and I'm pretty busy with school and work but I can't get these fucking ideas out of my head so I had to write a lil something! Hope y'all like it! Also to the people who follow me for tlou dw I haven't abandoned it I just... I mean look at her!
Men (cis) and minors dni!!!
Warnings: none, just fluff (romantic and cat), reader is hearing bc im hearing and i would feel uncomfortable writing a deaf y/n bc i dont know what its like sorry
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Pre-hawkeye:
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She would come home to your shared appartment one day and would be confused as to why you hadn't come to greet her at the door like you usually do.
She figures you're probably sleeping since it was late and she and the tracksuits have been busy all night so she sits on the couch to unwind.
You suddenly get her attention when you walk out with an excited yet guilty grin on your face. She gives you a tired smile back and asks you why you're still up. You tell her you have a surprise for her and run out of the room.
Seconds later, you come back with a skinny orange cat with a dirty nose and place it on the couch next to her so you can tell her, "I was walking home and I heard rustling and he was just hungry and cold and he needed me I swear"
And she just looks at you like in the gif, raising her eyebrow, wondering if you're actually serious.
After enough staring she just sighs, looks at the cat and then back to you and asks, "what's his name?"
After her initial resistance to form a bond with Bobby (she argued about the name but his ears perked up when you said his it and she couldn't help but smile when you jumped with excitement), she finds herself petting him to soothe herself and putting her face on his side when he purrs.
She tolerates most of the things he does but she will literally push him away when he lies on your chest because that's her spot. Not even in a sexual way. She just likes the softness of your chest and if you're skin to skin she can vaguely feel your heartbeat which usually rocks her to sleep.
Post-echo
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You share a house in Tamaha and you both go out to take a walk in a nearby forest. About 20 minutes into your walk, you stop, holding her back because you hold hands as soon as you leave the house. She asks you what's wrong and you tell her you hear something crying.
You search the area for a few minutes before you find a young, black and white kitten. As soon as she sees it, Maya knows it would break her heart and yours to save it and not keep it so you bring it back home, bathe it and feed it.
You leave Maya and the kitten to go pick up some supplies and when you come back, you sneak into the kitchen to see her sliding her fingers across the table as the kitten wiggles its butt, ready to pounce.
Once it does, she's able to grab its tiny body and bring it to her face, giving it tons of kisses. You put a hand on her shoulder and she turns to you, blushing slightly. "Should I be jealous?" you ask, giggling.
She lets the kitten crawl back onto the floor as she stands up, forcing you to look up at her. "Sweetheart there's nothing on earth I could love more than you." she signs slowly, loving the way you become shy when she expresses her love for you.
You look back up at her face and see the soft smile she reserves for you and you can't help but lean into her soft lips as she grabs your waist. You think you could stay like this forever until you hear a loud, high-pitched meow. You look down and see that the little rascal is pawing at Maya's leg and screaming like there's no tomorrow.
You bend down to pick it up and it licks your face as you bring it to your neck. When you look back at Maya, she's giving you a toothy grin. "What?"
She kisses you and then the kitten's forhead and signs "My perfect little family".
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a/n: I was going somewhere with this and then i was just in my imagination and i remembered this is a hc about a cat so anywayyyyy i love her sm shes literally my wife fr she told me
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spicy-clones · 9 months
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Congrats on 200 followers!!
May I please request Echo with number 2 por favor 🥹🥹
Now this is an Echo prompt I can write… 🙈 Apparently I am all about soft Echo right now. 🥲 So this was more fluffy than spicy, but hopefully it’s a pleasant read! 💕
Echo x GN!Reader - 411 words - suggestive but SFW?
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You couldn’t bring yourself to leave the refresher. You felt so self-conscious, so absolutely ridiculous… you’d promised Echo a lil something special to celebrate your anniversary together, but as you studied your scantily-clad form in the mirror, all you could hear were negative thoughts. Pulling on a robe, you resigned, defeated, and headed out to the living room where you’d told him to wait for you. He met you with a smile, as always, looking up from his scomp with an almost bashful expression. All this time and he still had self doubt. It warmed your heart, actually, to realize he shared your struggle in a way, and you snuggled up next to him, pressing yourself against metal and flesh alike under his thin loungewear.
“I’m sorry…” you admitted, “I had this cute outfit but… I just can’t… I look gross.”
He leaned away slightly, just enough to be able to see your face, cupping it gently with his hand. “I thought we agreed not to hate on ourselves,” he said quietly, pressing a kiss to your temple.
“We did… I just… had something different in mind.”
“I did too,” he soothed, words holding more meaning than just the current situation.
You chuckled dryly, opening your mouth to respond, but his lips covered yours immediately, his body revealing his desire as he pressed into you. Kisses deepened, tongues caressing each other and teeth dragging across lips, then he moved to your neck, sucking and nibbling so suggestively that you felt an immediate tingle between your legs. His hot breath reached your collarbone, and with an inquisitive glance to you, he began sliding the robe off your shoulders. Pushing back the hollering voices in your head about all your doubts, you shrugged it off, revealing your outfit and all your flaws along with it. His pale golden eyes dropped, taking it all in with the softest, most worshipful expression, before he looked back up to your face.
“That is the most attractive thing I have ever seen in my life,” he said, voice cracking with unexpected emotion. He ghosted a hand across you, reverently, slowly, then ran it gently down your arm.
“I appreciate that, but…”
“If you won’t listen to my words, listen to this,” he interrupted, husky with desire. He scooped his arms around you, careful as always with his metal parts, and laid you back on the couch to lavish you with affection and cover you with his love.
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hello! ✨
could I request a headcanon about Echo falling in love/confessing his feelings? I love that man so much and I could use some sweetness atm
thank you so much! 💖
Hello there! Awww 🥰 absolutely yes Echo is such a comfort character for me, I loved putting this together <3 Echo deserves some fluff and comfort 🩶 It got a bit longer than I was intending ahahaha Enjoy!!
Falling In Love (Echo)
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We all know how much Echo loves his professionalism, from making sure the Domino Squad knew their orders by repeating them, to reading the Reg Manuals even after joining Clone Force 99
This man would definitely repress any romantic feelings for a little while, worried about straying from protocol or getting distracted
The minute he starts to feel butterflies around you he gets a bit nervous. What is he supposed to do from here?
Echo would continue to hold himself to the same standards and only refer to you politely and in a way he deems appropriate
I don’t think he would fall in love slowly, but he would take some time to act on it
He warms up a bit though, the more he sees that it is safe to do so and that perhaps the feelings might be reciprocated. (Was he imagining it or did he catch you blushing when he caught your eyes looking at him?)
Echo has a strong moral code and always goes above and beyond to help a brother in need. He really admires seeing the same compassion in another person, and will outwardly express this admiration when you act selflessly (although he still tempers it with a “ma’am” every so often)
He really falls for you when you don’t shy away from joking around with him
Breaking the air of professionalism and showing him that you trust and accept him
Echo gives as good as he gets though (he grew up with Fives after all), and if you start dishing out some teasing comments, you can be sure he will return the favour.
He loves that you can bring out his playfulness again despite all he has been through and all that is going on
The man usually isn’t having a Fun Time, but when he is with you and he can relax and poke fun, his smile goes from ear to ear
His mood instantly picks up when he spots you even from far away, a fact that his brothers are absolutely aware of too and give him a bit of light teasing for
You find that he increasingly starts to search for little bits of contact - brushing his hand against yours, bumping his shoulder into yours when something funny happens. The rush of adrenaline it gives him to be close to you is addictive, and he knows he is head over heels
It goes on like this for a while, both of you just dancing around acting on the feelings you definitely both have for each other and staying in this sunny comfort zone
His heart feels warm and happy for the first time in a long time and eventually he just can’t hold it in any longer
After returning some joking insult or other to him and nudging him lightly with your elbow (he loves that you aren’t afraid to make contact with him either), he catches your arm and is suddenly standing way closer and just wraps you up in his arms
He knows he’d be too nervous to look you in the eyes and tell you how much you mean to him, so he decides that hugging you while doing it is the best course of action. You can feel him shaking just a tiny bit but he gets through it
“You make me feel like the happiest man in the galaxy when we spend time together. I don’t ever want to let you go” said so quietly near your ear you could almost believe you dreamt it
But when you lean back to actually look at his face and smile, he knows it was the right thing to confess his feelings and he relaxes as he looks into your eyes
If there isn’t anyone else around to watch, he may even be receptive to you leaning back in for a kiss <3
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0funkyducky0 · 9 months
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𐐪𐑂 Echo 𐐪𐑂
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𐐪𐑂 Smut 💕 - 𐐪𐑂 Fluff 💝
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neon-junkie · 1 month
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How would TBB react to seeing the reader about to leave on a night out dressed up in a super hot outfit?
Gender-neutral reader, but feminine presenting. Words like 'beautiful' and 'pretty' are used!
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Hunter - Even with half of his face tattooed, he still manages to blush through the thickness of the ink. - He's truly lost for words. - Hunter has an adorable stutter as he compliments, "wow, you look… nice- I mean, incredible. Good. Beautiful?" - Hunter then facepalms as he scolds himself for picking "nice" as his first compliment. Ugh, you look so much more than nice! - You'll both be giggling as Hunter takes a deep breath, and begins going into detail about how good you look, highlighting the specific parts that really stand out to him. - You're heading out with friends, but Hunter is quietly hinting that he wants to come along. Totally not because he's jealous or anything, but because he hopes to meet your friends, right? The friends that he's met several times before? Yeah! - Tell him that you'll still be looking this good when you come back home later tonight, and he'll get the hint. - However, he may need to leave a fresh mark or two on your neck, just to get the point across that you're taken.
Echo - This poor, poor man is going to turn the deepest shade of red when he finally sees you. - Why, just WHY did you have to wear that specific outfit that he loves so much?! And you're going out without him too?! Oh, what a tease! - Echo is lost for words as he gushes over you. He feels like it's his wedding day - How is he this lucky? How did he land an angel like you? - There's a tear in his eye as you smother him in kisses, reassuring him that you're all his, that you're the lucky one for being with him, that you can't wait to come home and snuggle up with him later. - Echo doesn't ask for much, but he would like to be kept in the loop on your whereabouts. Purely for your own safety! - "And when you reach the next bar, just comm me. Your friends have my comm number too, don't they? If anything goes wrong, and you want picking up-" blahblahblah. - One final smother in reassuring kisses, and you're good to hit the town!
Wrecker - His mouth instantly hangs open, his eyes turn wide, and his facial expression swiftly turns into a grin as he comments, "HOT!!" - You know in cartoons where the character's mouth drops open, and they begin howling and barking? Yeah, that's Wrecker. - Seriously, you look hot, and Wrecker's going to ensure that you know it. - "Look at you! I can't believe I got myself an angel as sweet as you!" - He'll mention how he's sad that he's not tagging along, but he'll assure you that it's important you spend your time with your friends. - Wrecker isn't as clingy as he seems. After all, he'll be right here, waiting for your return. - And when you do return, all your hangover needs will be met. A tall glass of water waiting for you, a midnight snack, breakfast in bed, and a big buff man to cuddle you back to health!
Tech - This will go one of two ways: - Option one: Tech eyes you up and down, and with a firm nod, he comments, "that is suitable attire for your evening. I hope you enjoy yourself." - Option two: Tech's brain short circuits. He can barely muster up a thought, let alone a comment. Radio silence, but his expression says it all. - Either way, Tech is more than impressed with your outfit choice, and how stunning you look. He just… struggles to find the words, like a deer in the headlights. - Give him a few moments, and you'll be met with suitable praise. "How exquisite you look, a truly elegant and radiant creature." - Tech can't pinpoint one specific word to describe how beautiful you look, so instead, he selects the most complex and in-depth ones. He doesn't want to rely on a 'standard compliment.' - A few kisses later, and you're off to meet your friends. All the while, Tech begins pacing around the Marauder like a lost puppy. He needs to keep himself occupied until you return!
Crosshair - He's instantly thirsty for you, smiling cheekily as he eyes you up, gawking at the sight of you. - Crosshair has a way with words, and spews out his praise, all whilst kneading at your waist, his hands trailing down to grab your ass whilst he steals a handful of kisses from you. - And then it dawns on him… - You're going out with your friends tonight, not him… - Jealousy swiftly takes over, and his compliment turn into teasing (yet petty) jabs. Nothing to hurt your feelings, though. - "Any reason why you're wearing this tonight? Do you need more attention? Am I not enough for you?" - Whilst his tone is teasing, there's a desperate need for validation. - Yes, he knows you'd never be stupid and hurt him, but… can you please remind him one more time? - Don't be surprised when you leave, and minutes later, Crosshair sends you a holotext. "Comm me if you need anything, Beautiful."
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freesia-writes · 5 months
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From the prompt list
“the first initial kiss being a simple peck, then they immediately go back in for a stronger, more passionate one.”
With Echo??? First clone I thought of! Have fun :) can’t wait to read if you decide to write it!
I DID NOT EXPECT TO WRITE THIS MUCH, LOL. Echo pulled a Crosshair! ;) Sheesh.
Echo x GN!Reader Word Count: 3k!! Content: bar fight, first kiss, SW-universe cussing. ;)
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You’d gotten quite used to seeing them in Cid’s parlor – a motley crew of bounty hunters or mercenaries or whatever they were. You probably should have known the specifics by now, but they didn’t like to talk about work. And you weren’t paid to talk, you were paid to deliver things without asking questions. So when you found yourself lingering more and more often, lost in conversation with one in particular, you began to wonder if he would be bad for business. Yet somehow, you didn’t care. 
Echo was a complete and total enigma – brave and cynical while also radiating warmth and integrity. You had so many questions that you held back, mostly because it wasn’t entirely polite to ask someone you just met why virtually half their body was cybernetic. So you stuck to the usual topics for a while: the local scene of Ord Mantell, the scum and villainy that was everywhere to be found, and random thoughts about the state of the galaxy. 
Before long, you were surprised to notice how much you looked forward to your courier assignments that brought you into his vicinity, and you found more and more excuses to have extra time there. Instead of lurking around the other hot spots of underworld business dealings to pick up additional jobs, you’d take him up on his offer for a game of darts or a mug of disgustingly cheap beer in a corner booth. It became difficult to deny the sinking feeling in your heart when you trotted down the stairs into Cid’s and the team was absent on a mission. 
But tonight, you were fortunate. The place was bustling – a whole new gang was in town, it seemed, and they were getting along well with the other less-than-respectable locals. The parlor was loud and lively, making it difficult to hear Echo over the incessant talking, scuffling, laughter, and shouting of all the patrons. His squad was enjoying a much-needed day off, scattered about the planet on their own pursuits of refreshment. Tech was working on the ship, Crosshair was seeking blissful solitude somewhere, and Hunter went with Wrecker and Omega on a Mantell Mix pursuit thinly disguised as a supply run. 
Echo had chosen to stay here, and you were trying not to read too much into it. But the conversation had been particularly open and honest tonight, and your head was buzzing with the excitement of connection and the general joviality of the bar. Your mouth hung open slightly as he finished his story, finally filling in all of the details of how he had come to be what and where he was. The last vestiges of pain was receding from his face after having recounted his entire horrid ordeal, and you couldn’t help but place a hand over his after he downed the rest of his drink and slapped the glass on the table. The sudden intimacy caught his attention, and his pale brown eyes were large as he regarded you beneath the bluish glow of the neon lights. 
“Sorry,” you said quickly, pulling your hand back. “I just… can’t believe it all. You’ve been through so much.” Your words fell out quickly as you tried to move past the potentially awkward moment, but Echo stared at the table, at his own hand where yours had rested just a moment ago. 
“Yeah,” he said absently, not meeting your gaze. “Not how I would have scripted it, that’s for sure.” He appeared to be deep in thought, sharp brows drawing together over his luminous eyes. When he finally did look up, he appeared to be brimming with something… a question, a realization… and he slowly opened his mouth to speak. 
CRASH!
A glass bottle shattered against the wall above the two of you, causing you to yelp and fling your arms over your head as liquid and pieces rained down. The table scraped loudly as Echo flew to his feet, hawkishly raking his eyes over the crowd. But there was no question where the disturbance had come from – a brawl had broken out across the room, and the shouting was growing louder as two entire groups immediately jumped into a conflict started by just two individuals. 
“Let’s get out of here,” you said urgently, pulling on his arm as you stood beside him. You knew when it was wise to make yourself scarce after having been caught in the crossfire more often than you’d like. These sorts of crowds were irrationally unpredictable and predictably irrational. Echo cast you a glance for a moment before turning back to the aggravated group, keeping his eye on them as they swung at each other and crashed into tables nearby. He seemed torn, giving you a quick nod but then muttering under his breath.
“They’re gonna tear the whole place up…”
Cid was nowhere to be seen, and other patrons were being dragged into the fight as it grew and grew. Tables were turning, glasses smashing, and it was all threatening to melt into utter chaos when suddenly a series of live blaster bolts exploded against the ceiling in rapid-fire succession. It was enough noise and light to catch everyone’s attention for a moment, allowing for a very temporary pause as Echo’s voice boomed across the room.
“Get out!” he shouted, standing on the seat next to you, blasters in hand. “Take this kriffing garbage somewhere else!” You were in shock, watching the various reactions across the faces before you. A good few of them took the opportunity to do just that, making their getaway before it escalated any further. But a few hard-headed beefcakes threw a couple more punches before advancing toward Echo. 
“Come on,” you said fearfully, pulling at his arm again as he stepped down beside you in a wide, prepared stance. 
“Yeah, listen to your tasty little friend,” the leader of the group teased, “Or we might have to teach both of you a lesson.” Echo bristled, head lowering slightly, and you could feel the rage emanating off of him. 
“Don’t,” you pleaded, feeling frantic.
“Can’t turn away now,” Echo responded without looking away from the few hooligans with smug grins on their faces, drawing closer with every step. Your heart was pounding in your chest, mouth completely dry at the thought of him getting hurt, even though you knew he put his life on the line on a regular basis. You began looking around for something, anything that might change the course of action. But then it all happened at once. 
Two of them leapt at Echo simultaneously, but his quick dodge left them running into each other. He rushed the third with his head down, plowing into his chest and smashing him into the wall behind. His head cracked against the stone loudly, and he sank to the floor unconscious. The others were back on their feet though, fists swinging in messy anger. Echo blocked one punch, landing a blow of his own and spinning the assailant to twist his arm up behind his back before squeezing the trigger on his blaster to hit the other one squarely in the chest with a bright blue stun ray. 
A squawk of pain escaped the first and he dropped his weight to the side, pulling Echo down with him as he freed his arm. He leapt up in a flash, aiming a kick that caught Echo in the ribs as he scrambled to his own feet. The sound was sickening, and the breathless grunt that left his lips made you feel his pain in your own stomach. But he moved impossibly fast, ducking another swing and landing a rapid one-two punch that had his opponent spinning. A quick lean followed by a powerful kick sent the other man crashing through another table where he landed in a crumpled heap on the ground, unmoving except for the occasional squirm. 
Echo was breathing hard, looking around quickly at any other potential attackers. But the rest of the crowd had either cleared out or was composed of the few remaining stragglers that were doing their best to maintain the semblance of normalcy as they drinked and chatted uneasily. He clutched a hand to his ribs, wincing with a scowl on his face, and you were by his side in an instant. 
“It’s fine,” he said automatically as you touched his shoulder, face radiating concern and affection that you just couldn’t hide anymore. You were relieved that he was alright, and as your pulse slowly returned to normal, you realized you were also completely in awe of his capability in a way that felt like more than just… awe… You were trying to find the words 
But you were interrupted by an angry-sounding tromping down the stairs from the street above, a sickening feeling rising in your stomach. As you saw a whole group of those same troublemakers from before, you realized who was associated with whom, and it was definitely time to go. You grabbed Echo’s arm, pulling him with surprising force toward Cid’s office. As he assessed the situation, you could see the indignation and anger on his face, but he ultimately allowed you to pull him away. When the office door whooshed shut behind you, you frantically tapped on the keypad to lock it from the inside. 
“I know you could take them all,” you began, turning around to face him. He was standing, but leaning on the edge of Cid’s desk, face grumpy as he rubbed a hand across his ribs. “But it’s not worth it. There’s an endless supply of idiocy like that around here – you’re going to put a target on your back.” 
“It’s just ridiculous that–” came his angry reply, but you stepped closer, cupping his cheek with a suddenness that surprised yourself. 
“I know,” you repeated, softly this time as his exhilarating proximity registered in your brain and body. “Sorry…” you admitted, casting about for words, “I just…” You faltered, trying to explain something you were only just now fully realizing for yourself. “Are your ribs broken?” 
The change of subject took his attention for a moment, and he felt the ridges and grooves with tentative fingers. He breathed in slowly, flinching when his lungs expanded to a certain point, and slowly let it out, raising his eyes to yours. “Maybe a little crack,” he said, the bitterness in his voice unfettered by the waves of pain. 
“You get into fights often?” you asked, lowering your hand from his cheek to rest on his shoulder. 
“Not if I don’t have to,” he answered, and you arched an eyebrow in response. “Alright, I know I didn’t have to say anything, but… it’s just not right…” His mutter trailed off as he shrugged, turning away in what might have been shame. You felt your heart swell in your chest at his sense of integrity, trying to find words to express it without completely giving away the depth of your feelings, but the beep of his comm interrupted your search.
Havoc 4, come in.  
He pulled it from his belt, lifting it to his mouth with an apologetic glance to you. “Go ahead.”
There appears to be a significant disturbance in the area of Cid’s parlor, according to the local surveillance network. What is your location?
“Yeah, there was a bar fight, Tech. It’s fine, it’s over now.”
That is not what I asked.
“I’m at Cid’s,” Echo snapped, rolling his eyes at the pert voice on the line. “I told you, it’s fine.”
The comm was silent for a moment, and you met Echo’s gaze with a small, compassionate smile. 
Understood. The ship is located in its usual docking bay, should anyone there require medical attention. 
A click and a beep signaled the disconnect, and the smirk on Echo’s face had you puzzled for a moment. 
“What?” you asked, unable to hold it back.
“‘S just karking annoying when he knows more than he should,” he grumbled, though his eyes were sparkling with amusement. He sighed, looking up at you as though he were fully realizing your softness, your lingering touches, and your blatant concern and admiration. He opened his mouth for a moment as though trying to decide what to say, then slowly closed it, regarding you evenly. You swallowed, suddenly wildly aware of every single muscle in your body, and tried to arrange your features into a neutral expression. 
“”What?” Now it was his turn to ask, a tiny smirk playing at the corner of his lips as he tilted his head at you. 
“What?” you echoed, eyes wide and innocent as you looked at him with the look of one accused. 
“What… uh… What are you… so concerned… about?” The smirk was fading into a slight insecurity of his own. You took a deep breath, cheeks flushed red as your heart continued to race. Something about the thrill of it all and the sudden vulnerability in this private room had you reeling, with long-restrained feelings brimming at the surface and threatening to spill over. 
“You,” you whispered, lowering your eyes and chewing on your thumb nail. “I care… about you.”
His own heart skipped a beat at your admission – something he had suspected, no – hoped for – yet felt entirely unworthy to believe. He rose to his feet, a cringe flashing across his face before he became still again, staring intently at your eyes. “You do?” he asked, voice husky and quiet now, disarmed entirely. 
His tone was soothing and inviting, and the thinly-veiled vulnerability was entirely irresistible. Buoyed by the adrenaline of the evening and the thrill of the situation before you, you took a step closer, lifting your other hand to rest on his chest. Leaning in slightly, you touched your forehead to his, smiling at his sharp inhale and the subsequent closing of his eyes that completely melted your heart. You were helplessly entranced, and you brushed your fingers along his jaw before resting them on the back of his shoulder as you pulled yourself close. 
Your lips met with a feather-light touch that sent sparks flying immediately. Your heart thrilled at the sensation, body exploding with euphoric tingles, and you pulled back quickly, keeping your foreheads together but remaining frozen in joyous disbelief otherwise. He let out a slow breath, as if soaking up every single second, then stepped back a few inches, opening his eyes to gaze at you in awe and disbelief and wonder and delight. 
“Sorry if that was… uh…” you began, but he shook his head immediately, curling his fingers gently under your chin and touching the pad of his thumb to your lips to silence the rest. 
“It wasn’t,” he said, eyes intent. “Unless… It was a mistake, or–”
“No no no,” you laughed, standing slightly straighter as he dropped his hand from your lips to your waist. “Why would it be a mistake?” He shrugged, casting his gaze off to the side with a sudden expression of sheepish disdain that you were wildly curious. Giving him a slight nudge, you pressed, “Echo?”
“I don’t know,” he grumbled, unwillingly meeting your eyes. “I just… didn’t think people saw me that way…” He fell silent, the magnitude of his words settling on your heart, heavy with compassion. You stepped back in, nestling yourself against his chest, and brushed your lips against his cheek as you whispered near his ear. 
“Let me show you how I see you.”
In an uncharacteristic burst of courage, you looped both arms around his neck, bringing your lips to his with ardent intentionality. He stiffened for a split second before relaxing into your embrace, sliding his own arm around your waist and digging the other into your hair at the base of your neck. You felt as though you could swoon as he held you so effortlessly, and you tilted your head as you moved your mouth against his, deepening the kiss with a whisper-soft sigh. You could hear his heart pounding in his chest as you rested a hand on it, feeling relieved that it matched your own frantic pulse rate. 
You kissed again and again, changing the angle, adding the tiny stroke of a tongue or the hungry tug of a lip. He seemed to grow before you, his presence expanding with an alluring mix of dumbfounded surprise that framed a strength, resolve, and passion that made your knees weak. His hands roved gently across your body, caressing you against him as his open--mouthed kisses grew messier. The sensation of his lips on yours, his taste filling your mind and sparkling with the sensation of his hands gliding along your skin… you had a fleeting concern that you may have died and gone to heaven. 
But the dreamy reverie was broken suddenly as he pulled back, breathing hard and sucking in air as though his life depended on it. He drew the back of one hand across his mouth, one last shuddering breath escaping before he settled into a quiet, blissful smile. 
“Didn’t think people saw you that way…” you scoffed in playful jest, shaking your head in utter disbelief. 
“Well, I’ve been somewhat convinced that it’s untrue,” he returned evenly, the suggestive smolder in his gaze sending a warmth blossoming between your legs. 
“Only somewhat?: you repeated with a grin. 
“Somewhat,” he answered, cupping your face and leaning in again.
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Love your writhing and it made me think, have you done bodyworship with Echo, cause you can't tell me that man doen't get insecure about his body now and again
Aloha!
Love for Echo, I'm always game when Echo is supposed to get some love! And again, please tell me the gender you want, if you don't, I'll always pick fem!reader. I can write about GN or Male as well, I just need to know, otherwise I go with what I feel most at home with at the moment.
I feel like this turned out pretty nicely, lots of love and affection for Echo 😊
Echo x Fem!Reader Oneshot - The One I Love
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Fluffy (Might rot your teeth)/ Strongly Suggestive/Foreplay/Body Worship/Oral18+
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He's actually relaxed, but he keeps tightening up depending on where your eyes are wandering. Of course, you notice this. His hand is on your cheek, yours over his, and you look into his eyes with a gentle smile.
Echo smiles back. He loves it when you look at him with that look, like he's the center of your world. You bring his hand to your mouth, kissing his palm before your fingers gently trail down his arm to his shoulder, slowly, gently, adoringly.
"My beautiful man," you say dreamily.
He looks at you with a shy look and rolls his eyes, more or less seriously. Echo is very fond of being admired by you, but part of him still thinks that this admiration can't be entirely genuine. This is not because of you, however, but because of his self-perception since the Citadel.
You playfully flick a finger against his prominent chin and gently admonish him, "Stop that echo, that eye roll."
He takes a deep breath and laughs softly.
"Sometimes I still can't believe I actually get to enjoy your affection"
You kiss his palm again, your fingers stroking along his chin.
"You better believe it, because it's more than real. You're the one I love"
Echo lets out a shaky breath before saying, "You can't love me as much as I love you"
You chuckle, and your hand rests on his chest where his heart excitedly beats a wild rhythm.
"Why is that?"
Echo replies as a matter of course, "Because there is no increase from that, my beloved".
He blinks and tenses again as your eyes travel down his naked body. Noticing, you look back up into his face.
"What's wrong?"
He clears his throat and says evasively, "Nothing, I don't know what's wrong."
"Whenever I look at your body, you tense up".
Echo sighs softly and finally says, "Well, it's not an ideal body"
You place his hand on your chest, where he can feel your heartbeat. His gaze follows the movement, and for a moment it wanders along your unclothed shape. He swallows, moving a little restlessly.
"It is a ravishing body, the one I love and desire", you say seriously, "The one for which my heart beats faster when I see it, when it touches me".
Echo looks at you, a smile creeps back into his features.
"You really do love me" he says softly, and the happy glint in his eyes is to die for.
With a gentle nod, you lean over him, your lips moving over his face, to his chin and neck.
"Every inch of you"
Another shaky breath comes over his lips as yours begin to travel over his shoulder and chest, as your hands slide along his sides, and you move lower and lower.
Sitting between his legs, leaning forward, you feel his swelling length touch your belly and finally your breasts as you move further down. With a cheeky little smirk, you squeeze his now hard cock between your breasts and watch with satisfaction as he looks down at you leaning on his forearms with a low moan.
"You're too good to me," he says a little breathlessly.
"That's not even possible," you say with a wide smile, "I love the look on your face when you're horny and clearly want me"
Blush creeps into his cheeks, but he returns your smile in a suggestive way.
"I always want you, my love"
With fingers and lips, you explore his abs while his length is still pressed between your boobs.
"How could you not love this body," you say dreamily and finally wander even further down, releasing his cock from the erotic clasp of your breasts again. Finally, your kisses wander insinuating close around his shaft, making him gently jerk up and moan softly again and again.
"Look at that, so beautiful, the perfect complement to the rest of your body, a glorious cock. Long, thick, gently curved," you kiss its tip teasingly and watch it twitch, "And so wonderfully sensitive."
He laughs softly, then moans again as your tongue slides along his length from root to velvety, slightly reddened tip. His thighs automatically open a little wider, making room for you, and you lie down between his legs, your upper body propped up on your elbows, your breasts touching his testicles as you do so, your stiff nipples tickling against them.
Echo bites his lower lip. He knows what's coming, he's in for a real treat. You feel his whole abdomen tense in aroused anticipation, including his thighs, as your lips open and very slowly slide over the tip of his cock further and further down.
A soft, "Fuuuuck," comes over his lips.
Echo feels the wet heat of your mouth close around his cock and drops back into the sheets.
Pressing your tongue to the underside of his veiny length, you bob your head up and down, sucking passionately on his cock.
You enjoy every sound you elicit from him this way, and as you put your hands on his thighs, you feel them tense, his muscles stone hard. It's been a long time since the last time, Echo is getting close.
You can't wait to hear, see and feel him cum. You like that you can push him so far that he seems to dissolve completely in arousal. Echo should enjoy it, you want him to let himself fall, he has more than earned it.
You take his cock as deep as you can into your mouth, your gag reflex overcoming. Saliva drips down his length as you give it your all to suck him into release.
A particularly loud moan comes from his lips, then he says in surprise, "Woah, that's more intense than last time."
You let him penetrate deep, with each bob down of your head. Echo gasps in rapid succession, his thighs trembling. Your hand carefully moves to his firm testicles and gently grips them. They contract and the next moment, with an almost startled loud moan, you feel Echo squirt his cum down your throat.
You quickly relax your throat and carefully swallow around his length as he drifts twitching, quivering and surrendering through the aftershock of his climax.
"Oh, my love, that was… wow"
You gently release his slowly softening length from your mouth, wiping your lips with the back of your hand and grinning at him as he straightens back up onto his forearms. Echo grins back, his cheeks slightly flushed. His hand grabs your wrist and pulls you up to his height.
He wraps his arms around you and pulls you close, kissing your neck, your face, your forehead, your lips. Your legs carefully intertwined, his tense thigh presses close to your heated center, and you automatically press closer to him.
Echo can feel how wet you are and grins suggestively. He flexes his muscles and gently rubs his thigh between your legs. The friction sparks a pulse in your center and makes your heart flutter.
"Give me a few minutes, my beautiful, and I'll show you my love," he says suggestively, whispering close to your ear.
You smile, you feel aroused, loved and completely relaxed at the same time. Being loved by Echo is like a constant flow of gentleness, security, familiarity and eroticism, something in which you can be completely absorbed and let yourself go.
"Everything you do, every day, makes me feel your love," you say honestly.
He blinks, pauses for a second, then says softly, surprised, "I didn't think you'd really notice."
You laugh softly.
"Why?"
Echo looks at you shyly, shrugs gently, and says, "I'll do anything for you out of love, always have"
You lean your forehead against his and say softly, "I'm the luckiest woman in this Galaxy"
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huntershoe · 17 days
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Back to you
Hunter x Jedi!reader
Spoilers for the bad batch season 3 :)
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Summary: After a long time, you're finally reunited with your family and your lover.
Warning: Canon violence, Mention of mental and physical torture, slight depressing state, hurt/comfort. Fluff!
A/N: Let me know if anyone would like part two. I was planning on making it spicy ;}
Word count: 2.4k
Part two
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It's been months since you got a distress signal from one of your fellow surviving Jedi. Months since you managed to rescue your Jedi friend but sacrifice your own freedom. Months since you've seen your family and your lover.
The last thing you remember from when you were still with the batch was when you were all on Pabu, helping the people restore the beautiful ocean city while you were waiting to get any word from Echo as he helped Rex.
When the only thing missing was Crosshair.
You got the distress signal the same day Echo said he would visit. You knew you couldn't wait for your friend to visit, so with a tight hug, a long and loving kiss and a promise to return safely and quickly, you set the course for your Jedi friend.
Unfortunately, your plan wasn't Vader proof and you ended up captured, switching your place with your friend who managed to escape. You waited for your end, silently apologizing to Hunter and your family, but it never came. Instead, Darth Vader decided you would make a great addition to the imperial inquisitors, so they tried to break you, in every possible way.
For months, they tortured you mentally and physically, leaving you crying and barely alive at the end of every day. But you never broke, no matter what they did to you, you didn't break. There were times when it came close, but thinking of your batch and Hunter gave you strength to fight on.
So when the first opportunity to escape came, you took it. Doing everything in you capacity, even if it meant you'd have to tap into the dark side of the force. Your body had been weakened in the past months, your skin now covered in scars but that didn't stop you and you managed to escape, hijacking an imperial ship and running.
It seemed that even the force was on your side once you coincidentally run into Echo, Rex and the newly forming Clone resistance. But all your happiness disappeared once Echo informed you of the loss they suffered almost immediately you were gone. All those months, just the idea of coming back to your family and how everything would be perfect once again. Everything fell apart and you felt like you were once again in that cold prison cell, waiting for the inquisitors to torture you again. You were falling into the dark abyss, ashamed to even show yourself to Hunter and Wrecker.
It wasn't until Echo came looking for you, four days later. His body radiating happy energy as he practically jumped on you, hugging you and telling you that both Omega and Crosshair managed to escape and were now safely with Hunter and Wrecker on Pabu.
That made you hyperactive, filling you with energy and will to live and both you and Echo were in the ship only few hours later, crossing the galaxy to get back to your family once again.
Three days later you finally made it to Pabu, docking the ship at the top of the city. But while waiting for the ship to touch the ground in a matter of those seconds, your mind betrayed you. Suddenly all you wanted to do was to hide in the corner and dissappear, all those happy thoughts dissappeard, instead being replaced with dark and hateful thoughts. You imagined how Hunter must hate you now that you only returned once everything was alright again. How you dissappeard when they needed you the most. Maybe he's even blaming you for everything bad that happened to his family. Or maybe Omega's the one who hates you now, maybe she thinks that you betrayed them, leaving your family to help someone else.
Your whole body was shaking and you felt like you would faint and when the ramp finally began to descend and the sun shined on your face, Echo had to gently grab you because you swayed like a fragile flower in the wind.
Both you and Echo managed to take a few steps down the ramp before you heard a loud yell. Omega screamed yours and Echo's name, sprinting full speed at you, making you react the same. You yelled her name and she jumped in your arms as you quickly prepared to catch her, hugging her close to you as you began crying, peppering her face with kisses and petting her hair. You managed to crouch with Omega in front of you as you grabbed her cheeks and looked at her more closely, checking for any injuries as she cried telling you how much she missed you.
But as soon as Omegas eyes fell on your face her expression fell as well.
"What happened to your face!" Big tears began rolling down her cheeks as she looked at you. Similar to your body, your face was now littered with both small and big scars, some more visible than the others.
It's been months since you've seen Omega, the young female clone that had unexpectedly entered your life and become like a daughter to you. And after so long, you didn't want your scars to be the first thing you talk about, it was too dark subject to address in the first moments of reunion. So you moved your hands up to her hair, trying to change the subject to something happier.
"Look at your hair! It's grown so much!" You laughed through your tears as you played with the little girl's hair.
"I know, now you can finally braid my hair!" The young girl knew what your were trying to do and played along giggling as she mirrored your hands movements and played with your hair.
You were just about to respond when you both got interrupted by someone whispering your name. Your head snapped behind Omega, falling on a frozen figure, Hunter.
Your body went rigid, completely frozen in time when your eyes meet with his golden ones. Omegas eyes followed yours and once she saw Hunter standing there silently watching, she hugged you one last time before slowly removing herself from you and running towards waiting Echo.
Now that Omega was no longer in front of you, you stood up slowly, your eyes never leaving his as he watched your every move like he couldn't believe you were really there.
Your hands began shaking again and you grabbed your sleeves to try and stop them but to no avail.
"Hunter?"
You whispered back to him, taking a small step towards him. He said nothing, but his body moved and he was by you in the next second, his hands enveloping your body as his own crashed against yours. He squeezed you almost as hard as he could, fearing that if he wouldn't, you would've disappeared again. Hunter buried his face in your neck, inhaling your scent as your hands slowly stopped shaking and you moved them up into his hair. Your forehead fell on his shoulder as you finally closed your eyes, taking in his warm presence. You both stood there for a long minute, not moving as you both tried to soak in each other's warmth.
You felt Hunter deeply inhale once again, his breath tickling your neck, before his lips pressed against the same spot and he kissed you. Repeating the movement kissing up your neck, slowly coming to your face as his hands moved up to your neck, and his thumbs landed on your cheeks as his eyes found yours again. Hunter breathed out your name again, his face so close to yours.
"I thought I lost you..." His normally smoky voice sounded broken, quiet, like he was worried he would scare you away if he'd talk any louder. His own hands began to shake slightly as he gently turned your face around, his eyes jumping from scar to scar.
"Hunter, I'm so sorry. I tried to get back to you, I really did but they-" You tried explaining yourself as his eyes found yours again.
"When your ship returned I thought to myself at least I got one of my girls back...but then only General Prima came out and she could barely look me in the eyes to tell me what happened..." Hunter let out a sigh as his thumb traced the scar across your lips.
"...I thought I lost you and I couldn't bare to even think of what they're doing to you...I tried get you back every day, you and Omega..." He went on slowly and quietly, his other thumb tracing the scar across your eye.
"I'm so sorry Hunter-" You tried to apologise again but he interrupted you again with his thumb on your lips.
"Just...just promise me to never leave me again...I...I can't live without you." Hunter whispered as one tear left his eye and you moved your hand to his cheek, brushing it away as he leaned into your touch.
"I promise Hunter, never again." You nodded your head as you promised him, your own tears escaping you again and you moved your head, leaning your forehead against his.
Hunter let out a gentle puff of air, making your lips tingle as the air hit them. His own lips ghosting over yours as he whispered. "Ni kar'tayli gar darasuum ner ka'ra."
A small smile appeared on your lips and you gently nodded. "Ni kar'tayli gar darasuum ner ashi dul."
You responded and finally moved, pressing your lips against his into a long and loving kiss.
Hunter's hands moved back down to your waist and he pulled you closer again as his kiss turned more desperate.
Your own hands moved around his neck as you pulled yourself impossibly closer, a small sound escaping you as Hunters hand squeezed your hip and he took the chance to deepen the kiss. His tongue prodded against your lips as he entered your mouth in almost like urgent matter.
You let him take the reins and followed his tempo, enjoying the feeling of his arms around you again.
"Okay, you can continue doing that later! Now it's my turn!" You heard Wrecker before another set of arms snaked around you and Hunter, squeezing you even further and lifting you in the air. Both you and Hunter gasped, breaking the kiss to look at the gentle giant as he hugged you, leaning his head on your shoulders. You chuckled, grinning and squeezing one arm out and moving it to gently pat Wreckers head. "I missed you too Wrecker." Even Hunter managed a chuckle as he heard his brother sniffle quietly.
"We're never splitting ever again." Wrecker decided as he slowly put them down and brushed the tears from his eyes away. "Agreed." You nod, grabbing the giant clone's hand and squeezing it.
"What, no hug for me?" Crosshair's sly snake like voice asked as he came closer and crossed his arms in front of his chest an amused frown on his face. Your head turned in his direction and a wide smile grew on your lips and you gently let go of Wrecker and moved around Hunter, letting your hands to drag across his chest as you stepped closer to his youngest brother. "Crosshair!" You grinned and quickly moved closer to him, enveloping him into a big hug. Your movement surprised him greatly as he was expecting a glare and a witty remark instead you hugged him.
His arms were awkwardly waiting at his sides, debating if he should hug you back or push you away. Alas, you were the only one that hugged him so far and he'd be lying to himself if he'd say he didn't need a hug. So he let his arms slowly sneak around your body and he hugged you back, silently laying his head on top of yours.
"I'm glad you're back with us again." You whispered just loud enough for him to hear and you felt his breath hitch.
He slowly let go of you and stepped back a little, watching the scars across your face.
"Come on, you have to meet Batcher!" Omega gasped, grabbing your hand out of nowhere and pulling you towards what looked to be a  excited Lurca hound, running around and chasing Moon-yos. You chuckled at the enthusiasm of the little girl and looked back behind you to your lover and the rest of your family, only to see Hunter slightly glaring at Crosshair and Echo rolling his eyes and pushing the former Sergeant, encouraging him to move, while Wrecker only laughed and followed closely.
Omega managed to introduce you to the lively hound, telling you how she helped her and how they bonded over the time as they managed to survive the empire. Batcher seemed to be the perfect energetic pet for Omega as they began playing together, almost forgetting everyone else that was watching them.
You felt a warm hand on the small of your back and a moment later a warm body pressed against your side as Hunter lowered his head to whisper in your ear. "Come on, you must be starving." He pressed a delicate kiss to your forehead as you turned your head to look at him. "A little, yeah." You confirmed and Hunter motioned with his head to his brothers, before gently pushing you towards the house reserved for the batch.
Hunter whistled, making Omegas and Batchers heads turn, motioning them to follow too.
The shining sun had slowly began to descend as they sat down around the table after they put on some food. They snacked on the delicious fruits, talking about everything, just like they did in the old days, while they watched Omega and Batcher play.
The moment felt perfect, besides the one empty chair, remaining everyone that they will never be complete again. Everything else felt normal, Crosshair's witty remarks, Wrecker's compliments to the food, Echo trying to talk about another one of his missions and Hunter silently trying to listen to everyone as his hand slowly fell on your thigh, giving it a gentle squeeze to reassure you and himself that this moment is in fact real.
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Translation:
Ni kar'tayli gar darasuum - Mandalorian way of saying "I love you"
Ner ka'ra - My star
Ner ashi dul - My other half
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sshadowritestoriess · 11 months
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hello! could you write something with zen echo and ramattra (sorry if that's too many characters) with a human reader who kisses them even tho they don't really have a mouth, I'd like to know their reactions
Kissing robots is so good <3
Kissing Zenyatta
Kisses aren’t a display that surprises him, really!
It might have been pretty anticlimactic the first instance that you had press your lips to his faceplate, a gesture of which he gently leaned into and remained patiently still, until you pulled away
But he would still sometimes entertain you with a prized “oh!” as if he hadn’t expected it
He only apologized the first time for not being able to return the favor the same way, but he was delighted by receiving such a human affection! It pleases him immensely that you would demonstrate this kind of love as if he were human
The best he could do to reciprocate was to press his forehead against yours, lean carefully into your touch, or nudge his jaw against your cheek
He’d be ridiculously gentle doing these things, highly aware that he was of metal and that humans bruise quite easily.
When you would kiss him where he would have a mouth, he liked to respond with a verbal “mwah!” or other kiss sound
You both would also have a habit of blowing kisses to one another as well. He loves pretending to catch yours, and would feign placing it on his cheek before signing “I love you” with his hand
But he also liked to take your hands in his and press your knuckles to the nine lights of his forehead, feeling the warmth of his glow against your hands in his own means of returning the gesture
Sometimes he even asks for kisses, very politely. It’s hard to refuse (but why would you?)
Kissing Echo
Considering her face is just a hologram, you both occasionally forget that and share an amused moment when trying to kiss each other
Sometimes it’s definitely on purpose though! Feigning a kiss upon one another’s mouth with sweet smiles, and an especially elated giggle from Echo
Your one-sided kisses always make her gasp, an expressive look of joyous surprise on her face that leaves her mouth agape
She finds it so interesting, curious, and will lift to you her hands and turn her head from side to side asking “Can you do that here? And what about from here?”
So it’s not really a one-and-done— if you kiss her, you’re gonna end up doing quite a couple. She loves it very much
She doesn’t seem bothered that she can’t truly kiss you back, and if asked she’ll tell you “I think there’s something just as special about pretending!”
And it’s true. The make-believe gestures of affection are something very unique to her that may as well be real in its own way
Just because she couldn’t kiss you doesn’t mean she wasn’t. It may not be the same, but it felt no different than if she could. And it was fun, and worth her reactions
She could never bore of your kisses, nor tire of returning them.
Kissing Ramattra
Ramattra, on the other hand, would somehow end up shocked by your kisses every single time without fail. Subtly flinching as if you’d accidentally surprised him
He’d make a disgruntled noise after your display, but he’d never ask you to stop. He would, however, make sure now and again that you didn’t think he was going to be able to suddenly kiss you back one day
Sometimes he’d mutter something about “human gestures”, but it was hard to discern if it was bringing him offense or not. But again, he never told you he didn’t like it— and he was pretty open about telling you the things that brought him unease
It was more like he was just tolerating it for a while, but he’d eventually begin appreciating it
While he can’t kiss you, he does have a similar gesture that brings him a lot more satisfaction when you attempt to do the same
His specific model can summon a very brief vibration from behind the “mouth” of his faceplate, an old discreet means of communicating that uses the gentle buzz as something similar to Morse code. The pulses produce no sound, but emits a small encoded wave between omnics— like sending a text directly into someone’s mind
It wasn’t a language any human could decipher, but he’d press his ‘mouth’ to your neck or cheek and speak a quick note of affection there, anyway.
You seemed to understand it was loving. And when one day he’d tucked his face into your shoulder and his faceplate pulses ticklishly against your skin again, he was suddenly ecstatic when you leaned your throat against his head and hummed quickly, in the same rhythm he did, mocking his gesture
So, technically, you were telling him you loved him back by repeating his ‘message’, and you had no idea.
He wouldn’t admit a thing to you, but you could tell it made him pretty happy.
And while he preferred his version of “kisses” to yours, he would never turn down your ways of showing him that you loved him
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