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geroya · 1 year

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hiiii heath beloved, curious to hear ur thoughts abt scream vi? 👀 ❤️❤️❤️ *KEESES*!!!

hiiiii jo beloved !!!! overall i liked it ! my initial thoughts were that it was cheesy, fun, & a bit. bad, but not like awful bad. it was something i could laugh at & then be gasping like oh my gosh that is AWFUL i cannot believe that HAPPENED.

i really like the core four cast a lot & i think if they were half as charming as they ARE then it would make this like. reboot / continuation of the scream franchise less entertaining / likable. like i genuinely feel like they are what has been driving these last two movies now that it isnt about sidney (& her surviving crew).

& im sort of just. bouncing around. but ever since they strayed away from involving sidney full-time, i havent really rated the following scream movies IN RELATION to the originals. THOUGH, it did feel like, despite this one being in a different location & REALLY really focusing on the legacy of ghostface, it felt idk? a bit more like an homage to the 'original' than the last movie did. if that makes sense?

like this movie, obviously, incorporated parts from all of the others ON PURPOSE bc its the last of the last but idk, as much as there were callbacks, it felt like idk. it'd do okay on it's own. obviously i dont really NEED more scream movies, i dont think there NEEDS to be more said for them, but this movie sort of idk pointed at the core four to me & was like 'yeah they're just fine' as spin-off characters of the originals.

also. i was so INTRIGUED?? FASCINATED??? BY THE OPENING SCENE?? boy FRIDGED & the fucking hot & cold game. the describing what he felt when he killed her & he thought of her only as a piece of meat. the um the implications THERE 😐

also ALSO also still so fascinated by sam & billy. there was something he said when he told sam to go clear the hideout herself that made my brain go like. i wonder what he would have been like if he was alive & like. ACTUALLY a father to her. or even a far away absent one. & also a bit curious why she sees him as the version of him when he was killed. if photos were released. why she doesnt see him as like idk the photos she might have seen on the news or in the papers or smthn like that. maybe even a school yearbook. or is his haunting her actually a ghost.

i probably have. So much more to say but thoughts are LOADING hehe <3 THIS IS ALL I HAVE RN ! *KEESES* MWAH ❤❤❤

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suenita · 1 year

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lilac + navy + lemon <3 <3

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eternalsummer2006 · 1 year

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happy birthday eleanor!!!! i hope u have a lovely day!!!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

thank youuuu <333

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meshla-madalene · 2 years

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✧ star wars writing blog ✧

✧ hello! i’m madd’ika, a star wars writer from canada. ✧

after much encouragement from fellow fans, i have decided to make this writing blog! i mostly write for the bad batch, although clone wars is definitely on the table as well. if you would like to be on my taglist, feel free to message me! i do not know how often i’ll be writing or posting, but this blog will be active from reblogs of talented writers as well :)

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zoeykallus · 3 months

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Me again! Here’s one that popped into my head randomly. What if the gender-neutral reader is “hunted” (or playfully tracked) by each BB clone? Like the reader took one of their blasters and is chased to get it back? Oooh and the reader takes Crosshair’s rifle!

Yeah, you, again, know that face by now 😁Hi! Uhm, well, let me give it a try...

TBB x Gender-neutral Reader (Extended) HCs – Lost Something? Part 1 Of 5 Hunter

Warnings: None (So far)

Ko-Fi (If you feel like giving me some coffee)

It starts with a simple assertion on your part. "I bet I can sneak up on you and steal something you're wearing on your body, like your blaster." Hunter raises his eyebrows. He laughs softly and says with amusement, "I think that's highly unlikely. My perception, as you already know, is much sharper than that of other people. You would never get close enough to me, at least not without me noticing" You smile unperturbed. You watch him, listen to him explain further. "Even if you could manage that, you can't hide from me, I'd be on your heels far too quickly. Stealing from me is much harder than you think" You nod slowly, kiss his cheek gently and say, "Okay, you're probably right. But the thought was interesting" Hunter laughs softly again. "Are you bored?" You grin at him and say, "No, I'm just naturally curious" Hunter kisses the corner of your mouth and strokes your cheek with one finger. "I see. Well, maybe we can discuss some more of your curious thoughts tonight. But now I have to go, I'm sure Echo is already waiting for me" You smile contentedly and say, "I'm looking forward to tonight"

You look after him until he disappears around the next corner to go to the meeting point at the market, where Echo is waiting for him. With a smile, you raise your right hand and look down at its contents. Hunter's blaster is in your hand. "Incredibly sharp senses," you say with a soft laugh.

Hunter walks alongside Echo through the market, looking for the stall of the merchant who sells them certain spare parts under the table, while he tells him about the conversation between you and him. Echo frowns a little, but he listens before saying, "And you told them, of course, that no one can steal anything from you that easily, hmm? Hunter laughs, a beaming smile on his face. He likes talking about you, any thought related to you is usually enjoyable. "Of course. I also told them they should know that" Echo nods slowly, completely calm, a barely noticeable smirk at the corners of his mouth. "Of course," he says, sounding almost subliminally sarcastic. Hunter shrugs and says, "We all know that no one can sneak up on me" "And where's your blaster then, genius? Have you forgotten it?" grumbles Echo, the smirk already a little more visible on his lips. Hunter glances hastily at the holster. Empty. "This can't be real," he says, stunned, almost a little breathless.

When your comm beeps, you know it's Hunter before you even look at the display. "Hi honey," you say sweetly. Hunter sounds dry as he says, "You tricked me" You laugh softly and say, "But that was the point. I proved my theory. I can very definitely steal from you" You feel it coming before it happens, but you don't have time to react. The next moment you're wedged between Hunter and a building wall. "I also said you can't hide from me," Hunter says with a smoky voice and a small smirk. Your heart is pounding in your throat, but not really from fear, it's a certain, energizing excitement. You concede, "Okay, yeah you said that and obviously you're right" Hunter reaches under your jacket, pulls out his blaster and puts it back in its holster. "I'm afraid you can't keep this, I still need it," he says, amused.

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questforgalas · 11 months

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The Bad Batch and Rex Reuniting with Their Jedi Partner After Order 66

I go absolutely insane for Jedi x Clone relationships, and thinking about a Jedi reuniting with their clone after Order 66 gives me the ultimate rollercoaster of emotions so here ya go (wow it feels good to get the writing juices going again)

G/N reader. I made myself cry with all of these, you're welcome

On AO3

You were a Jedi shadow who occasionally accompanied the Bad Batch on missions. You were with them on Kaller when Order 66 happened but you got away with Caleb. Once Caleb is safely away from the Empire, you make your next move to get any information you can, and the only contact you trust at the moment is located on Ord Mantell. Cid offers you asylum and a place to lay low while you figure our your next move

One day while you're trying your best to reverse the many health code violations in Cid's bar, you feel a presence in the force that hits you like a punch in the chest as 4 clones in black and red armor enter the parlor

Hunter calling your name as you leapt over the river haunted you since Kaller

Seeing him standing in front of your made you unable to breathe

He sensed you the moment he walked in, whether it was your scent or your heartbeat you weren't sure, but he turned his head to you slower than you've ever seen him move before

The small blonde girl next to him noticed him stare, and she followed his eyesight, spotting you across the bar. "Is that a friend?" she asked

He didn't answer, just took a step forward like in a trance, but stopped immediately when he saw your hand instinctively hover where you hid your lightsaber

Slowly he raised his hands like placating a cornered animal, "They didn't activate, sweetheart. You're safe with us. You're safe with me."

You sensed it in the force, the truth in his words

He resumed his slow walk to you, the Batch holding their breath behind him

When he was an arms length away, you jumped into his arms, wrapping yourself around him and nuzzling your face into his neck. You felt him squeeze his arms around your waist, finding the crook of your neck, taking all of you in

No tears were shed. Just relief - slow, long breaths you've held since Kaller leaving you both

You stayed that way, wrapped in each other's arms, nuzzling as close as you can get

"Alright, you four, follow me. Clearly, these two need a minute," you hear Cid say from the safety of Hunter's shoulder

Four pairs of feet shuffle past you, a soft pat on your shoulder gives a warm, brief greeting, Echo most likely, before you're both left basking in each other's warmth

"I've got you, sweetheart. We'll figure this out together," he whispers in your ear. You snuggle closer in response

Wrecker wasted no time shoving through the group as soon as he saw you standing on the other side of the bar, eyes wide with shock

"Maker, what're you do..."

He immediately halts when he sees your hand reach for your hip

Of course, the last time you saw him was Kaller, he should've known you'd be suspicious

"It's ok meshla, ours didn't activate. Our chips are defective. Tell them Tech, tell them they're defective." You watch as he looks back at Tech with pleading eyes, body practically vibrating with his need to hold you

Without moving your hand, you move your eyes to Tech's who gives you an affirming nod "He's telling the truth. Our inhibitor chips failed to activate, and we are currently deserters of the Empire"

You didn't hear that last part though as you rushed to Wrecker who met with you equal enthusiasm halfway across the parlor

You were only crushed into his chest for a second or two before he was peppering your face with kisses

You felt yourself freely laugh for the first time since Kaller, playfully shoving him back so you could take in his face

He cupped your cheeks with his big hands, bringing your eyes to meet his

"Maker, I thought I'd never see you again, meshla. I'm so glad you're home"

Home. He was home, and you had no plans to leave ever again

He didn't notice you at first, too caught up in trying to figure out who Cid is

He continued on with his brothers, convinced this was the place for the Jedi contact

While he continued bantering with Hunter and Wrecker, you caught the eyes of Tech which widened when he saw you, but he remained quiet for Echo to discover for himself. His reassuring nod though told you all you needed to feel safe

You waited for the group to stop arguing, but when you saw things hadn't changed and no end was in sight, you couldn't help but laugh

Your laugh, as brief as it was, stopped him short

His back was to you, frozen, and he didn't turn around at first

The rest of his brothers turned in your direction, and Hunter's eyes darted between the two of you, warm smile on his face

What you didn't see was Echo close his eyes, telling his mind to stop playing these cruel tricks on him like it had been since Kaller - hearing your laugh, your soft singing on the marauder while they traveled around

When he finally turned around towards the source of the sound, he dropped his helmet

You gradually make your way to him as he remained frozen on the spot

The rest of the Batch shuffle to make room so you can get to him

As you get closer, your smile slowly grows with each step, tears welling

His eyes never leave yours, remaining wide and unblinking as if you're a mirage that's going to disappear

Finally, you're a hands length away from him, and you slowly raise your hand to rest on his cheek

As soon as skin meets skin, he releases the breath he'd been holding, and leans into the touch, closing his eyes and relishing in it

You let out a happy sob at the sight, your Echo back with you

Faster than hyperspeed, he snakes his arms around you, crushing you into his chest

His hand holds you in place while his scomp rubs soothingly up and down your back

You're full crying now, burying your face in his neck, thanking the Maker for not making you lose him a second time

"Shhh meshla, I've got you. I'm here. I'll always be right here. I'm not losing you again"

You can thank his observation skills and need to take in every detail of a new environment in order to study it for him spotting you right away

You were a bright spot compared to the many health code violations hiding within the bar

You waited on the other side, making your own observations, ready to reach for your lightsaber if needed

"No need for that, darling. Our inhibitor chips did not activate. They appear to be defective, possibly due to our mutations, and we were able to escape the Empire. Hence, why we are here"

You ease at the information, walking to meet Tech in the middle of the parlor

When you're close enough, you see something gleaming in his eyes. Happiness? Pride?

"You don't seem surprised to see me" you say to him, reaching for his hand

"Statistically, once you made your escape from Hunter on Kaller, and knowing your capabilities, I knew it was improbable that you would fall victim to Order 66. Although, finding you in a less than reputable bar in the Outer Rim is certainly a surprise"

Oh Tech, your Tech. So matter of fact and to the point

His explanation makes you laugh and shake your head

Not able to wait any longer, you grab him and pull him towards you

He softly smiles down at you as he cups your chin, bringing your lips to his

"What's the probability of us being separated again?" you ask him without pulling apart

"Very low. 0% in fact" he says before softly kissing you again

You reunited with the boys on Ord Mantell and stuck around with them as they figured out the new galaxy. Once you all sprang Crosshair free of the Empire, you removed his chip, and you stayed by his side the whole time as you waited for him to wake up

Every form of meditation in the galaxy could not calm your nerves

Crosshair's chip was removed 2 days ago and he'd been unconscious ever since

You never left his bedside, only eating and drinking when Echo or Omega brought you food and water

You'd laid your head down to rest some time ago when you felt his hand stir, yours laying on top of it

You shot up, holding yourself still as you watched him wake - groaning as his eyes adjusted and he took in the room

Slowly, they made their way to you, and you both froze

Every cell in your body wanted to throw your arms around him, but you gave him time to take in his new reality

"Well, aren't you a sight for sore eyes"

The laugh that came out turned into a sob as you squeezed his hand

You're patient, spending the next few hours working through his guilt, helping him voice his insecurities, his doubts, his self-hatred, ready to combat each negative notion that dares make itself known

Hours later, you're both sitting in his med bed, leaning against the wall with your head on his shoulder

He has his arm around you, rubbing circles along your arm

After months of explosive run ins and uncertain truths, you bask in the quiet between you both

Whenever the tears escape, he quietly wipes them away, shushing them with soft kisses in your hair

In the night, a quiet confession

"I fought it. Every time I raised my rifle or pistol at you, I fought it. I could feel myself hesitating, yelling at myself in my own head"

You squeeze him tighter to you, nothing to say but letting him know that no matter what he reveals, you only want him closer

He brings you into his lap, legs curled over his, tucking you into his neck

"Thank you for never giving up. Thank you for fighting for me, even when I wouldn't fight for myself"

He places a gentle kiss in your hair before he tucks you further into him, resting his head on yours, letting the peaceful night settle around you both

You were a Jedi shadow in love with a certain captain and who occasionally accompanied the Bad Batch on missions. You were with them on Kaller when Order 66 happened but you got away with Caleb. Once Caleb is safely away from the Empire, you make your next move to get as far away from the Empire as possible

the blaster hole in his pauldron makes me so emotional ok anyway

it would take awhile, weeks even months before the reunion would happen with both of you trying to lay low as long as possible

Rex had the advantage of the Empire thinking him dead, you weren't so lucky

You only used the force once after the events, after you found yourself safely heading towards the outer rim, to reach out and search for Rex's signature

Once you felt it and felt it hadn't changed, unlike the other clones you knew, you immediately cut yourself off from the force going into hiding

It broke your heart cutting yourself off from him, but you knew it wasn't safe for him to be near you - and you still had a lot of questions

Later, settled on a backwater planet far from the Empire's reach and with the galaxy continuing on, you risk a short connection with the force with one thing in mind

You feel him, faintly, but he's still there and he's still your Rex

Months later, one day when you check on him, his signature is the strongest it's been since the war

You're too curious and too lonely, you hold onto it, knowing what you're risking, but follow it through the forest and to the clearing a few kliks from where you've established home

A small, abandoned farm greets you. A ship waits not far from the homestead, and two figures stand just by the porch. He shares the face with millions and is all the way across the clearing, but you'd recognize him anywhere

He's with another clone, and softly you reach out with the force to check their signatures - both unchanged, both not filled with hate and confusion like so many of the other soldiers after the war

It only took two steps into the clearing before you saw him stiffen and whip his head in your direction.

Of course he could sense you without you even opening yourself up to him.

You keep walking. He doesn't take his eyes off of you

Suddenly, like his brain needed a minute to catch up, he breaks into a sprint to you, the clone left behind laughing as he watches the stoic captain appear to finally lose it

You don't see him approach you since tears blocked your vision as soon as you saw him start running

Half attempts to wipe the waterfalls from your cheeks are halted when your feet leave the ground and you're crushed into a hard chest, arms wrapping around you tighter than a force choke

Pulling back, you're both crying and laughing, not fully believing this is actually happening

You try to wipe the tears from his cheeks, he pushes the hair that's fallen in your face away

Words are being whispered, whatever can be kissed is kissed

Eventually, you both manage a deep breath, and Rex brings his forehead to yours

For the first time since the war ended, you feel a calm in the force you never thought possible again

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shesnake · 1 year

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"It is a restless moment. She has kept her head lowered, To give him a chance to come closer. Be he could not, for lack of courage. She turns and walks away."

Inej & Kaz // In the Mood For Love (Yumeji’s Theme) by Shigeru Umebayashi

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corrieguards · 1 year

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Charmin'

Fives x reader Summary: the first two times Fives tries to charm you, and the time he succeeds Word count: 1,7k T/W: none

A/N: If Fives flirted with me I would simply pass away. Fives is the definition of "too hot to handle" and I am not built for dealing with that much hotness interacting with me.

On that happy note, I hope you enjoy this little fic! :D my masterlist

The first time Fives spotted you on that stool in 79's he had to do a double take because there was no way someone that gorgeous was willing hanging out at the tacky clone bar.

His next thought was he absolutely needed to go and talk to you, right now.

He nudged Echo, getting his attention before whispering to him .

“Don’t look now but... What about her? The one sitting by the bar” he subtly pointed over Echos shoulder.

Echo obviously whipped around immediately, catching a look at you and snorting before laughing loudly

“Yeah right Fives, keep dreaming.”

The sound of the clones talking made you turn and look towards the two, startling when you found them both staring at you. Fives grimaced, sending you an awkward smile and wave. You looked taken aback but forced a small smile back.

As soon as your back was to them Fives angrily grabbed Echo’s shoulder, turning him back around.

“Kriff sake Echo, what part of ‘don’t look now’ do you not understand?” he hissed at his brother, who only smiled cheekily and shrugged.

“What? S’not like you had a chance with her anyway”

Fives immediately sent him an offended look "I’ll have you know I can easily get any girl”

This made Echo spit out the drink he had in his mouth, laughing. Fives just crossed his arms and lent back, severely unamused.

When he saw Fives was in fact very much serious his laughs died down "Wait.. You actually believe that?”

Fives nodded firmly in response, Echo dissolving into giggles again

“What. You don’t think I can get her?” Fives huffed, making Echo laugh further in response, only able to shake his head.

Fives of course took this as a challenge and decided to make it his personal mission to woo you tonight. 1 because he thought you were absolutely stunning, and 2 because he was going to thoroughly enjoy the look on Echo's face.

Echo quickly nudged Jesse who was sitting next to him, getting an annoyed “What.’” in response.

“Trust me, you’re gonna want to watch this Jesse. Fives is about to get humbled.”

Fives huffed unamused, muttering angrily under his breath as he got up. Smoothing his hair and fixing his blacks he strolled over to you, pointedly ignoring Echo and Jesse who were giggling behind him.

He slid into the stool next to yours, oozing confidence as he sent you one of his most charming smiles

“Hey there beautiful.”

You turned to look at him, giving him a subtle up and down, raising an eyebrow at the way he'd sat with his legs spread, obnoxiously taking up way more space than needed Oh, so he was one of those guys then.

Catching you staring, he sent you a wink. "Like what you see meshla?"

You shrugged, shooting a glance behind him at his two friends who immediately scrambled trying to pretend they weren't just gawping at you two, one of them knocking over his drink in his haste.

The sight made you chuckle, turning your attention back to the trooper in front of you.

"Same as 90% of the guys in this bar right now. You're gonna have to try harder than that if you wanna stand out, trooper."

"What? These bad boys aren't doing it for you?" He smirked, flexing his arms and showing off his biceps.

His arms looked... good. Really good. You flushed, shaking your head to clear your thoughts and rolling your eyes to try to play it off.

Mistaking your head shake for a no, he decided on trying a different approach.

"No? Ok, I guess I'll just have to charm you with my words then."

You mearly tilted your head, raising your eyebrows at him and opening you hands in a 'go on then' gesture.

He smirked, resting his arm on the table top and leaning toward you, making sure to keep eye contact as he spoke.

"Y'know you look great in this lighting" he leant in even closer, whispering seductively "But you'd look way better in my bed"

This one got a surprised huff out of you, not expecting him to actually go full out. He smiled sheepishly at your reaction.

"Sorry, was that one too forward? Just couldn't help myself"

"No I just- well I'm not used to getting hit on like that I guess" you replied with a nervous smile.

He gave you a look of surprise "Seriously? Well, you've been hanging around the wrong guys then my dear. Guess you should have met me sooner."

You chuckled slightly, sliding a few credits ove the table for your drink before sliding off your seat. He finally clocked what you were doing, his hand automatically reaching out to stop you.

"Hey, hey. Where you goin'? I though we had something going on here?" he gestured a hand between the two of you frantically.

You smirked slightly, patting him on the shoulder

“Like I said, gonna have to try harder than that.”

His mouth parted slightly in surprise, scrambling for something to say, but you had already turned and were walking away.

“I’ll see you around?” he shouted out hopefully, to which you only responded with a quick wave over your shoulder before disappearing into the crowd.

He stood, staring dumbly at were you'd just been. Echo and Jesse gave up trying to hide their giggles and burst out laughing, the sound shaking Fives out of his trance.

“Told you so…” Echo said in a sing-song voice, only making Fives scowl. The look on his face must have been funny because it only seemed to make them laugh harder.

“Aw c’mon Fives, don’t get all moody on us now.” Jesse clapped a hand on his back “Better luck next time, yeah?"

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The next time he spotted you he though he was hallucinating. You'd never told you you worked for the GAR but he could swear it was you under that walker. He squinted, taking a few steps closer before his face suddenly broke into a grin. Yep, that was definitely you.

He jogged up to you and put his foot on the edge of your creeper, making you squeak in surprise when he rolled you out from under the walker you were working on.

You blinked up dumbly as he loomed over you, forearm leaning against the side of the walker and head tilting.

“Baby we really gotta stop meeting like this” he purred, smirking down at you.

You huffed, pointedly rolling back under the walker and your response coming slightly muffled from underneath it.

“And you gotta stop distracting me while I’m working”

Fives chuckled and knelt down to your level. Much to your annoyance he grabbed you creeper and pulled you out again, stupid smirk still on his face.

"I couldn't resist, you just look so sexy with that grease all over your face."

Eyes widening, you furiously began wiping at your face with your sleeve, only managing to smear it further.

Feeling sorry for you he picked up a stray rag and gently swiped at your face. The tenderness of action making a light pink spread towards your cheeks. He caught your blush and raised his eyebrows at you, chuckling slightly

“Stop laughing at me” you tried to say it seriously but his continuous giggles eventually made you break into a smile.

He gasped dramatically, pressing a exaggerated hand to his chest “So she does smile after all”

“Yeah yeah very funny." You rolled your eyes at him playfully. "Y'know if you insist on staying here then you might as well make yourself useful.”

"Why of course, it would be my pleasure" he made a slight bow "What does my lady require?’”

You chuckled, shaking your head at his antics “Just pass me that spanner will ya?”

He quickly picked up the one you were pointing at, staring to pass it to you but suddenly pulling it back just as you were about to grab it.

“What the hell Fives?"

“Your hands are so much smaller than mine. Here we should compare.”

Before you could protest he was already holding his palm up to yours and pressing your hands together. The tips of your fingers only reached halfway up his and you hated the fact that it gave you butterflies.

When you started to pull away he quickly interlaced his finger with yours, keeping you in place. If you thought you had butterflies before then you must have a whole war going on in your stomach right now.

The look on your face must have given your feelings away because when Fives’ gaze flickered up to yours, his face quickly spread into a wide grin.

Opening his mouth to tease you further, he was interrupted by a shout of his name.

“Fives! Stop flirting with my mechanic and get over here”

You both turned to see Rex glaring at him from across the hanger. Fives shrugged, looking back at you

“Sorry meshla, but duty calls” he pressed a quick kiss to your hand which was still in his, making you blush instantly.

“Fives! What did I just say?” Rex’s voice rang through the hanger again, making Fives scramble to stand up.

“Sorry Cap, coming!” . He shot you a quick wink over his shoulder “I’ll see you around gorgeous”

—-

He was determined you’d eventually give in, and after many many testing remarks and lame pick up from his side, you eventually agreed to go on a date with him.

And you could honestly say that that one date was the best you’d had in your life (not that you’d been on many).

Fives had completely outdone himself and seeing him out of his uniform and away from his brothers was a eye opener for you.

When it was just the two of you could really see his loving and caring side peek through, and you fell for it hard.

As much as you hated proving Fives right, he was right all slong. You two had crazy chemistry and his confidence perfectly balanced out with you shyness, truly bringing out the best in the both of you.

So, to your surprise (and Echo’s dismay) somewhere along the line he'd actually managed to win you over.

Which led to how you were right now, curled up against his chest in your bed, his arms wrapped around you tightly.

His back was against the wall, chin resting on your head. You were sat across his lap, looking down at your joined hands.

Both of you were soaking up each other presence and silently enjoying the closeness of it all.

“I love your hands,” you mumbled, breaking the silence and getting a lazy hum from him in response.

Tracing your thumb over his knuckles, you carry on “They fit so well with mine.”

Fives chuckles, giving your hand a quick squeeze

“Lucky you then because there are thousands of my brothers with these exact hands across the galaxy”

You twist slightly, enough so that you could look at his face, smiling teasingly

“Then how come only your hands give me butterflies when you touch me?”

He melts instantly at you comment, grinning so wide his face hurts before shrugging and nuzzling his nose to yours, whispering softly against you lips

“Must be because I’m just that much more charmin'”.

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what can you tell us about indigo sky and a fixed point? have they changed since you first started them + if so what had impacted the changes made? also i may not know anything about AC but sweet new url!!! ❤️❤️❤️

(hell site ate my first attempt at this post. let's try this again. i hate it here.)

HI JO THANK YOUUU!!! 💖💖💖

indigo sky is a little early game one-shot featuring eivor and hytham bonding over shared experiences (dead parents, complicated relationships with their adoptive father figures, feeling untethered after life-changing events, etc.) and realizing how much they actually relate to one another after having not liked each other very much at first.

this is probably also the next thing i'll post, my brain willing. 🥲 it hasn't really changed at all since i started writing it, but i'm now thinking i might have an idea for a second part/chapter that i may or may not add.

“How does it feel?” Hytham asks. “To have your revenge?” Eivor is silent. When Hytham glances at her, she is looking straight ahead to where the fjord opens up to meet the sea, but her gaze is unseeing. Her lips are parted in thought and when she finally speaks again, she does so slowly, as if picking her words carefully. “I have spent more than half of my life hunting the man who murdered my parents. My parents, who I have now been without for far longer than I ever had them in the first place. Kjotve has haunted my dreams so often that I remember his face with more clarity than those of my own flesh and blood. I thought killing him would be a relief, would bring me some semblance of peace, but… but now I only feel aimless. Set adrift without a purpose.”

a fixed point is an odyssey fic in which kassandra begins having prophetic dreams about brasidas's death at amphipolis (one of seven spartans who died there? come the fuck onnnnnnn) and does her very best to stop it.

this originally was meant to be a sort of time loop situation but then i realized that 1) i have no idea how to resolve that version of this fic and 2) kassandra having prophetic visions that nobody listens to is an irony that is not lost on me, and certainly wouldn't be lost on kassandra. her entire existence is a greek tragedy and it makes me SICK!!!!!

She feels water droplets dust her cheeks, her mouth. She wonders how, even in the heat of battle, she could have missed the approach of rain clouds. But the sky is clear, save for the smoke from the little fires that burn all around them, and when the liquid meets her tongue it tastes of salt. Brasidas is hovering over her, so so close, and haloed by the sun, always bright. Anyone who has ever compared her to a goddess has clearly never seen Brasidas under the afternoon sun. She realizes, distantly, that he is cradling her, but she can feel nothing. His lips move and she recognizes the voice she hears to be his, repeating her name. Kassandra. Kassandra. A prayer. A plea.

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HIIII HEATH happy friday!!!! love u and hope ur having a good evening!!!!! whatcha up to? i hope u have a good weekend ❤️❤️❤️❤️ *KEESES* 🍓🍓🍓🍓🍓🍓

HIIII HIII JO ❤️ HAPPY FRIDAY ❤️ ily too ! im having a pretty good evening, had a very nice nap earlier & am just chilling eating snacks, thinking about the huangs, as usual haha 🥰 rn tho im trying to find something to watch. what are you up to?? I HOPE U HAVE A GOOD WEEKEND TOO MWAH *KEESES*

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multific · 1 year

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Again?!

Din Djarin x Reader

"Again?!" Din almost yelled, nearly waking up the entire household "Say it one more time Meshla." he whispered.

You moved on the bed, watching your husband as he cleaned his weapons.

"I'm pregnant again." you whispered with a smirk.

Din is about to be a father yet again.

"B-But you had an-"

"Implant, yes. The droid said the thing had a fault." Din let out a sigh.

"So, five children?"

"I mean, they can always turn out to be twins... triplets..."

"I get it. I just wasn't expecting it."

"Me neither. Our youngest is still very young."

"She can barely walk and you are going to be round soon."

"Well, perhaps if my husband didn't enjoy spilling his seed in me every night..."

"If I remember correctly, My Wife, you were specifically asking for it."

"I sure was."

"You locked me in with those gorgeous legs of yours."

"I sure did."

"And kept me there even after the fact."

"Yup."

"We will need another room for the little one."

"We might need a bigger home."

"And more credits."

"We have done this many times already, My Love. Sure, this one was unexpected but they won't be our first child. Not even the first unplanned one."

"None of them were planned."

"That is not true! Our second boy was." Djarin nodded. You were right.

"Okay, so a new house?"

"Yup."

"Bigger?"

"Of course."

"Bigger rooms and bed?"

"We should move before I get too big." your husband nodded once more. "Can you believe? Five children?" you smiled as he walked over to you, his blaster long forgotten.

"I do believe. I can never keep my hands off of you." you smiled, kissing his lips. "I love you very much, Meshla."

"I love you just as much, My Mandalorian."

You were about to kiss him once more when you heard your daughter's cries.

Din groaned as you left the bed, knowing your daughter is probably hungry.

He smiled to himself as he returned to his blaster.

Five children.

He felt truly gifted to have you as his wife and also to be the father of your children. Djarin could hear you softly hum a tune to your little one as you tried to get them to sleep.

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suenita · 1 year

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11 & 26 !

11. anything from your childhood you’ve held on to?

i actually just rescued a peter rabbit happy birthday plate that my mom wanted to donate. i also keep a wicker basket i got from the thrift store when i was twelve and store my library receipts and fortune cookie readings in

26. how’s your spice tolerance?

pretty good

#09 #meshla #tytyty <3

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Read to Me, Mesh’la

Pairing: Tech x Fem!Reader

Summary: A rainy day in turns spicy

Warnings: PiV sex, oral (f receiving), edging, Tech being an assertive king, established relationship, minors DNI

Word Count: 1300

A/N: I watched an Instagram reel and was consumed by the smut bunnies

The Coruscanti rain pelted the windows of your little apartment. You sat in your cozy reading chair, legs tucked beneath you with a blanket draped over your lap. Tech sat at your table quietly muttering to himself as he tinkered away on some new project. You’d had plans to visit the botanical gardens but the unexpected downpour forced you inside.

You didn’t mind though. You loved the domesticity of sharing your space with Tech this way, you reading a book and him working on whatever had captured his attention this week.

You were so engrossed in what you were reading, you didn’t hear him put down his tools and walk to you. You hadn’t even noticed he’d firmly gripped one of the arms of your chair and was hovering over you until his nimble fingers plucked the book from your hands, flipping through it curiously.

“Fascinating…” he mused as he skimmed the pages briefly. He then looked at you, his eyes dark, sultry, and intense behind the yellow tinted goggles adorning his face. You knew that look and heat immediately roused in your core. Your tongue flicked out to wet your lips before offering him a knowing smile. He placed the book back in your lap, opened back on page one.

He tapped the page. “I would like you to read this to me. From the beginning. If you hesitate or stumble? We start over. From the beginning. Do you understand?”

You swallowed thickly, your breath catching as the smoky desire resonating in his voice soaked your panties.

“Words, meshla,” he growled assertively.

“Yes, Tech.”

“Good girl.” He dropped to his knees in front of you. His fingers slipped under the blanket in your lap and tugged the hem of the skirt you wore. “Yes. This should do nicely. Now read, cyare. I would like to know how long it will take before you are falling apart on my tongue.”

He briefly dragged two fingers along your panties, humming with delight at the arousal that had soaked through already before returning his hand to your thigh.

Your mouth felt dry and you trembled as he drew lazy circles along your inner thighs patiently waiting for you to begin. You already desperately needed him. Just the thought of him fucking you with his tongue had you falling to pieces.

You took a breath steadying yourself and began reading. You spoke slowly and deliberately, trying to focus on not stammering. Meanwhile Tech pushed your blanket up around your waist. He began placing languid open mouth kisses to the inside of your knee as he kneaded your thighs with his skilled fingers.

As you read he moved his way up your thigh, peppering your sensitive flesh with soft bites, laving the small marks left behind with his tongue.

Three pages in and you stumbled over your words. Tech looked up at you from between your thighs.

“Start over,” he ordered as he moved back to where he’d started at your knees.

You whined, almost crying as your pussy ached for some contact of any kind. You turned back to the beginning, silently cursing yourself.

“Good girl. Try again. You read until I decide you have finished,” he purred from between your legs. He knew how badly you needed him. He could see and smell it. His eyes were blown wide with lust but his impeccable self control stopped him from diving into your pussy face first.

You began reading again. His bites became more aggressive, he left marks you knew would be there for a week at least. He was beginning to moan as his tongue danced along your skin, moving ever closer to your burning core.

You made it until his finger slipped just beneath your panties, grazing your folds. A lewd groan slipped from you, causing you to stumble over your words once more.

“Again.”

“Tech, I'm sorry. Please don’t make me start over. I’ll be good. Just let me continue.”

A dark smile flashed across his face, “I do love hearing you beg, cyar’ika. Now. Again.”

You hissed a curse as you returned to the beginning, tears burning in your eyes as your body screamed for relief.

Tech’s ministrations were becoming more animalistic as his own self control was beginning to crack. His fingers had a bruising grip on your thighs as his mouth sucked, licked, kissed, and bit your overstimulated skin. You wanted to squeeze your thighs together for relief but Tech wouldn’t allow it. It felt like ages but finally Tech was back at your aching core. Your eyes hurt from the intense focus you had on each word, fighting through every urge to make unholy noises that would interrupt your reading. Once again his finger slipped into your panties. This time you didn’t stumble. Slowly, he stroked your drenched folds. And you continued on, reading as if your life depended on it.

“Good girl,” you heard him whisper.

You inhaled sharply as he dipped one finger inside you. He paused, waiting to see if you would trip over your words. You didn’t. He lazily dragged his finger along the spongy spot inside you that instantly made you see stars. You pushed through. He finally pulled his finger from you, licking it clean. You maintained your composure holding in the cry pressing at your throat from the now throbbing emptiness you felt.

“You’ve been such a good girl for me,” he crooned as he ripped the thin fabric of your underwear with his bare hands, exposing your soaked pussy to the cool air of the room. “You may stop reading now.”

Without hesitation he threw your legs over his shoulders, thrusting his tongue deep inside you, devouring you like a wild animal. Tears streaked your cheeks as the relief you’d desperately needed finally washed over you. You bucked your hips into his face as you gripped fists full of his hair. Lascivious wails left your body, urging on his ravenous thrashing of your pussy. He pressed a finger to your clit, circling softly, pushing you to the peak of pleasure. You screamed his name as your vision was blinded white. Euphoria washed over you as his tongue worked you through to overstimulation.

You looked at him, hair a mess and ready for more. Wordlessly he flipped you onto your stomach, shifting your hips upward. You whimpered as he dragged the tip of his cock through your folds, before sliding in. You keened, rocking your hips into his pelvis. He grunted, hands gripping your hips as he began to thrust. He started slowly, the drag through your walls making both of you groan.

“Such a good girl. You take me so well. You read that book so beautifully with that beautiful voice.”

Every thrust pushed you both toward the crest as the room was filled with the symphony of sighs, moans and soft praise.

“So close, mesh’la,” he whispered into your hair before releasing your hips, one hand drifting you your breast to tease your pebbled nipple. The other moved to your sensitive bud, his fingers stroking your delicate bundle of nerves pushing you to your second release. Your pussy clenching around his cock was enough to push him over the peak, his hips sharply and erratically thrusting as he spilled into you.

He gently guided you into the seat of your chair once more, stroking your cheek before walking to the bathroom. He soon re-emerged with a soft towel. He knelt before you, this time to gingerly clean you up and pepper you with more kisses.

He tenderly picked you up, taking your spot in the chair, and placing you in his lap. You curled up, nuzzling your head under his chin. He pulled your blanket over you both and wrapped you tightly in a loving embrace.

“Ni kar’taylir darasuum,” he uttered into your temple as he drifted off to sleep.

“I love you too, Tech.”

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