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sinfulsalutations · 9 months

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Congrats on 500 followers! Can I see Wolffe with a female reader for Prompt 2 (“I can’t believe you’re mine.”)? Maybe something soft and domestic?

➼ ɴᴏᴜʀ'ꜱ 500 ꜰᴏʟʟᴏᴡᴇʀ ᴄᴇʟᴇʙʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴ

⋆ ★ ᴛʜᴀɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ɴᴏɴɴɪᴇ! ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ ᴀ ꜱᴏꜰᴛʏ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴡᴏʟꜰꜰᴇ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ʜᴇ ᴛᴏᴛᴀʟʟʏ ᴅᴇꜱᴇʀᴠᴇꜱ ɪᴛ 🥰

➼ ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛ ☆ "ɪ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴍɪɴᴇ"

➼ ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ ☆ ᴡᴏʟꜰꜰᴇ x ꜰ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

➼ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ☆ ᴅᴏᴍᴇꜱᴛɪᴄ ꜰʟᴜꜰꜰ, ᴋɪꜱꜱɪɴɢ

➼ ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ ☆ 531

The morning air boils deep in your stomach when you awake, the sound of early rising birds chirping outside your window. You stir slowly, a deep groan leaving your lips as your senses come back to you gradually; first, your sight, as you allow your eyelids to peel back and gaze toward the sun peaking through sheer blinds, searing them half shut again when the light finally begins to burn your sight render less once again. Then, you become aware of the looming presence of a strong, muscular arm laid over your waist, hand pressing to your stomach to keep you pressed against his hard, sturdy chest.

You hum again when you feel his lashes brush against you and his lips purse, placing a lazy kiss onto your shoulders where he’d rested his head.

“Morning, baby,” He rasps in your ear, voice so honeyed and alligatored with misuse, and you smile softly to yourself.

“Morning,” you mutter back, turning over. Instinctively, your hands rise up to rest on his shoulders, and you bite your lip to contain your smile. He looks so good like this, bathed in morning light and still trying to get his bearings back. You don’t seem to be doing a very good job.

Wolffe leans in, and you purse your lips, expecting him to give you a sweet, afterglow-covered kiss, but instead, he slowly creeps up over you, pinning his knees over your thighs and his elbows by your head. You look up at him, raising an eyebrow, and he just leans in toward your temple, leaving a kiss there instead. He then asks in a hushed whisper into your ear,

“What time is it?”

“Not sure,” You respond, hands returning to their rightful place in the crooks between his neck and shoulder. “0900, something like that.”

“Hmm,” Wolffe rumbles, pulling his face away from the side of your face and finally slotting your lips together. You keep wanting to break away, allow yourself to smile in the basking glow of his affection, but instead let him kiss you silly until he’s forced to pull away and catch his breath.

He repeats the action from before, lips pressing against your temple, then your cheek, then softly swiping down to your jaw, before coming back to your ear.

“You sleep well?” He asks. You sense the slight rustling of blankets around you and feel his hand trail over your skin, delicate and innocent, yet it lights your body aflame all the same as the sensual and intoxicating caresses he graces you with in times of heated passion. Perhaps you just can’t help yourself.

“I did,” You answer coolly, tilting your chin up as he slowly journeys down again. When his lips linger on certain spots and you feel that slight curl of a smirk against your skin, you know he’s admiring marks he’s left from the night before.

Suddenly, he pulls away, and you whine meekly, looking up with wide eyes.

“Something wrong?” you ask.

“Yeah,” Wolffe sighs, eyebrows creasing together. But he doesn’t seem annoyed.

“I just… I can’t believe you’re mine.”

You giggle softly, pulling him down and pressing your noses together.

“You better start, handsome.”

tags: @starstofillmydream @pb-jellybeans @corrieguards @ladytano420 @jediknightjana @sleepycreativewriter @shinyshayminflower @secondaryrealm @nobody-expects-the-inquisitorius @dukeoftheblackstar @kimiheartblade @followthepurrgil @wolffegirlsunite @star-burned @starrylothcat @blueink-bluesoul @aconstructofamind

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sinfulsalutations · 9 months

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

➼ ɴᴏᴜʀ'ꜱ 500 ꜰᴏʟʟᴏᴡᴇʀ ᴄᴇʟᴇʙʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴ

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

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

➼ ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ ☆ ʜᴏᴡᴢᴇʀ x ɢɴ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

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

➼ ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ ☆ 508

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

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

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

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

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

“You’re being too loud.”

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

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

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

He doesn’t respond appropriately.

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

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

“I’m fine with that, dear,” He says.

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

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

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

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

tags: @starstofillmydream @pb-jellybeans @corrieguards @badbatchbabe @ladytano420 @jediknightjana @sleepycreativewriter @shinyshayminflower @secondaryrealm @nobody-expects-the-inquisitorius @followthepurrgil @wolffegirlsunite @starrylothcat @blueink-bluesoul @aconstructofamind

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sinfulsalutations · 9 months

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Ayyyy congrats on the 500!! You deserve it💕 How about 20. "you seem more sensitive than usual" with Crosshair? Thank you for sharing your writing with us

➼ ɴᴏᴜʀ'ꜱ 500 ꜰᴏʟʟᴏᴡᴇʀ ᴄᴇʟᴇʙʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴ

⋆ ★ ᴛʜᴀɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰᴏʀ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ꜱᴜᴄʜ ᴀɴ ᴀᴡᴇꜱᴏᴍᴇ ᴍᴜᴛᴜᴀʟ!!! ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ ꜱɴᴀʀᴋʏ ᴄʀᴏꜱꜱʜᴀɪʀ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴀɴ ᴀꜱꜱ 🫣🥲

➼ ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛ ☆ “ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴇᴇᴍ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ꜱᴇɴꜱɪᴛɪᴠᴇ ꜱᴇɴꜱɪᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴜꜱᴜᴀʟ”

➼ ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ ☆ ᴄʀᴏꜱꜱʜᴀɪʀ x ꜰ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

➼ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ☆ ꜱᴇɴꜱᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴍᴜᴛ ʙᴜᴛ ɴᴏ ᴘᴇɴᴇᴛʀᴀᴛɪᴠᴇ ꜱᴇx, ᴄʀᴏꜱꜱʜᴀɪʀ ɪꜱ ᴀɴ ᴀꜱꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴛᴇ ʜᴏᴡ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ɪɴᴛᴏ ʜɪᴍ ʟᴍᴀᴏ

➼ ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ ☆ 512

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

“Crosshair, you–fuck.”

“Something to say, pretty thing?”

You’re up against a wall. The wall just off the entrance to your apartment, in fact. Crosshair had barely given you a warning, simple regard, or even a hello, before he kissed you and pushed at your chest, caging you in between two hands and wedging one leg between yours. Perhaps you deserve this, though, for always lending him the gratification of sex whenever he so needed you carnally. Now he feels entitled to just take without giving you common decency.

“You haven’t even said hello,” You finish your thought while he softly kisses your neck, hands trailing your curves without much focus. He lingers on one spot and decides to suck, leaving what you know to be a love bite as he pulls away and runs the top of his teeth over it in an act of possession.

“Hm, I didn’t?” He says in such a faux-oblivious tone you want to slap him. “My apologies, your worship.” He pulls away for a split second and flashes you a smile, a smirk, really, something so silver-slick and smug you huff under your breath. “Hello.”

You roll your eyes, but let him go back to kissing down your neck. His hands wander again, playing with the hem of your shorts, back and forth without venturing further.

“How was your day?” Crosshair asks you. Something in you knows it’s not very genuine, but you decide to indulge in an imaginary world where Crosshair actually cares for you and your life.

“Good,” You respond, a little breathier and high-pitched than you intended. “I uh–” His hand slips past your shorts, cold fingers inching up your bare skin. You hold back a moan. “--started a new job today.”

“You seem more sensitive than usual,” He completely disregards what you’re saying and jumps to the case, snapping the band of your panties against your skin. To no surprise from either of you, your body squirms and aches to reach out of his grasp and catch your bearings, but it’s far too late for that.

“I think I’m–” You begin, but quickly stop yourself purposefully. Your mind races through your options, to tell him you’re ovulating and definitely need him way too bad right now, or play the game of a brat. You stir in the gray as he holds you in this moment. He leaves another lovebite on your collarbone, slowly rubbing his fingers through your panties, and you heave, shoulders falling and head lolling back.

“Fuck you, Crosshair.”

It really was meant to sound more annoyed than it did. Really.

“Hm, I thought I was doing that,” He responds as slick as you didn’t want him to be. Your body shivers pleasantly, but your mind screams. How dare you let him win.

Crosshair’s hands slip past your panties, rubbing a single finger past the folds of your pussy, and your head falls back again; you manage to contain a moan, but your body language tells him all he needs to know to make you fall apart nice and good.

@pb-jellybeans @corrieguards @badbatchbabe @ladytano420 @jediknightjana @sleepycreativewriter @shinyshayminflower @thebahdbitch @secondaryrealm @nobody-expects-the-inquisitorius @followthepurrgil @starrylothcat @blueink-bluesoul @aconstructofamind @xflashcat

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sinfulsalutations · 9 months

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Hi there! First off congratulations on 500 followers, you deserve it! Second of all I'm a huge fan of your writing and I think you're so talented! 💕💖 For the celebration could you please do 'Do you need a hug?' for Tech because the answer is yes my love deserves a hug 🥺

➼ ɴᴏᴜʀ'ꜱ 500 ꜰᴏʟʟᴏᴡᴇʀ ᴄᴇʟᴇʙʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴ

⋆ ★ ʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴇꜱ!!! ꜱᴏʀʀʏ, ᴛʜɪꜱ ɢᴏᴛ ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ʙᴏʀᴅᴇʀʟɪɴᴇ ʜᴜʀᴛ/ᴄᴏᴍꜰᴏʀᴛ, ʙᴜᴛ ɪ’ᴍ ɪɴ ᴀ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴏʟ ᴛᴇᴄʜ ᴍᴏᴏᴅ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ɴᴏᴡ, ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴇᴇᴍɪɴɢ ᴀꜱ ɪ ᴀᴍ ɪɴ ᴘᴇʀᴘᴇᴛᴜᴀʟ ᴀɢᴏɴʏ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴛʀᴇꜱꜱ ᴍᴏᴅᴇ ɪ ᴘʀᴏᴊᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅ ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ. ʜᴏᴘᴇ ᴜ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ 😊

➼ ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛ ☆ “ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴀ ʜᴜɢ?”

➼ ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ ☆ ᴛᴇᴄʜ x ɢɴ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

➼ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ☆ ꜰʟᴜꜰꜰ, ʜᴜʀᴛ/ᴄᴏᴍꜰᴏʀᴛ, ʙᴜʀɴᴏᴜᴛ, ꜱʜᴏᴡᴇʀɪɴɢ ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ (ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴇxᴘʟɪᴄɪᴛ ɴᴏʀ ɢʀᴀᴘʜɪᴄ ᴅᴇꜱᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴏɴꜱ ᴘᴏʀᴛʀᴀʏᴇᴅ)

➼ ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ ☆ 504

Your hands rock by your side aimlessly when you walk into the cockpit, eyes landing on Tech’s figure hunched over his datapad. He’s facing away from the window, his body entirely curled up into the back cushion of his chair, eyes glued to the screen like it’s the only thing keeping him alive.

The final puzzle piece clicks in as you lean in; he isn’t wearing his goggles. Messily tossed on the floor, the markings left are red and swollen over the skin around his eyes. You bite your lip, trying not to frown because you know he’s beginning to burn out, and the sight always breaks your heart.

“Tech?” You tilt your head, leaning in and placing a hand on the top of the chair. He cranes his neck up slowly like it hurts to do so. You shamefully frown empathically. “Are you alright?”

His only response is to blink and gaze away, his tongue swiping over his bottom lip. He’s somewhere deep in thought, it’s evident, but with the way he overly scrunches his eyebrows together, and his heavy breathing, there’s something more going on with him. Tech seems… stressed. Maybe even… upset.

“I’m fine, dear,” He finally responds to you, meeting your eyes again. You raise an eyebrow, pursing your lips before slowly maneuvering yourself toward him. You allow your hands to rest on his shoulders. Nimble thumbs swipe quickly over the junction and muscles there, pressing softly. An unintentional, garish sound chokes deep in his throat, and his head dips down.

“Do you need a hug?” You ask.

Immediately, the moment the offer is presented to him, he lunges forward with open arms and drags you down into him. His long limbs wrap around you like a warm, loving blanket, even better without his armor on, just his blacks. Your hands encircle his waist after a long moment, nuzzling your face into his neck and planting a sloppy, closed-mouth kiss there, before leaning up again.

“What’s on your mind, dear?”

Again, he takes a long moment to respond.

“...Would you join me in the shower?”

You nod, pulling away. Your arms slip away from their place on his waist to instead cup his face, drifting your fingers over the goggle markings softly, and he hums with the touch. You know this ask from him is a way to say he needs a break, some sort of day off. Time with his lovely, lovely partner.

So you provide it. Slowly, you guide him to the `fresher, sit him down on the toilet seat and peel his clothes off delicately, wait for the water to turn warm before holding both his hands in yours, coaxing him inside.

Tech groans pleasantly and his head falls into your neck again, holding your hips as he savors the warm water. You allow him to lean on you and take anything he wants, as long as you know that he’s regaining his energy and strength.

“Thank you,” He whispers, and you smile.

“Anything for you, love.”

tags: @pb-jellybeans @corrieguards @badbatchbabe @ladytano420 @jediknightjana @sleepycreativewriter @shinyshayminflower @thebahdbitch @secondaryrealm @nobody-expects-the-inquisitorius @followthepurrgil @starrylothcat @blueink-bluesoul @aconstructofamind

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sinfulsalutations · 9 months

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congrats on the 500 followers!

For the fic prompts, could I please request Rex and #14? 😏💙

Thanks so much and I am looking forward to reading all these!

➼ ɴᴏᴜʀ'ꜱ 500 ꜰᴏʟʟᴏᴡᴇʀ ᴄᴇʟᴇʙʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴ

⋆ ★ ᴛʜᴀɴᴋꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇQᴜᴇꜱᴛ! ɪ’ᴍ ꜱᴏ ɢʟᴀᴅ ɪ ɢᴏᴛ ᴀᴛʟᴇᴀꜱᴛ ᴏɴᴇ ʀᴇx ᴏɴᴇ, ʜᴇ’ꜱ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ꜱᴏᴏᴏᴏᴏ ʜᴜꜱʙᴀɴᴅ, ʟᴏʟ 😍

➼ ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛ ☆ “ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ꜱᴜʀᴇ ɪ ᴡᴏɴ’ᴛ ʙᴇ ᴀʙʟᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴡᴀʟᴋ ᴛᴏᴍᴏʀʀᴏᴡ”

➼ ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ ☆ ᴄᴀᴘᴛᴀɪɴ ʀᴇx x ꜰ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

➼ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ☆ ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ꜱᴛʀɪᴘᴛᴇᴀꜱᴇ ɪᴍ ꜱᴏʀʀʏ 😭, ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴏᴜᴛ, ʟᴇᴀᴅ ᴜᴘ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴍᴜᴛ, ɢʀɪɴᴅɪɴɢ

➼ ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ ☆ 515

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

Rex only has you for tonight.

He knows this damn well when you’re at 79’s together, watching the time with a vigilant eye. At the point it felt it was becoming too late, that he wouldn’t have the time he needed with you before he had to leave the morning tomorrow, he softly tucked his hair behind your ear and leaned in your ear.

“Let’s go home, cyare.”

Now, he has you on the bed already; you’re desperately stripping off your jacket while he unbuttons the shirt of his uniform, but your lips stay latched onto each other. There’s barely any space to breathe in the space he’s created, and the mere feeling of his bare skin against yours is heavenly once he’s got most of his clothes off.

He meets you on the bed, mouthing against your jaw,

“What do you want me to do, baby?”

You whine, hands crawling up to his back. You dig your nails into his shoulders, grounding yourself as you lift your hips to roll them against his boxers and prominent bulge. He groans softly but remains focused on getting an answer from you.

“How do you want me?”

Moving your head to press your foreheads together, a look of ravished desperation curses your features into a permanent state of helpless lust for your beautiful boyfriend.

“Make sure I won’t be able to walk tomorrow,” You say in a firm voice, more steady than anticipated. Rex’s eyes widen, then he lets out a breathless chuckle. For a moment you notice a wrinkle of a smile, but it’s gone before you can surely get a proper look.

“Yeah?” He maunders, voice becoming more desperate with the more time spent just talking. You hum, bring him down for another kiss, and moan into his mouth when you feel how hard he is for you. The soft skin of your thigh acts as his stabilizer, and he grips you tight to him. “Is that what you want, mesh’la?”

You nod again and smile softly.

“Make sure I don’t forget how good you feel,” You tell him. A laugh leaves you, washed in your breathy moan when the hand on your high decides to explore further. Rex flashes you a look of mischief, one you don’t get to see often, as he urges you to open your legs for him and let him run his hands over the fabric of your panties. You’re just able to giggle once more, running the pad of your thumb over his bottom lip. “Not like I would in the first place…”

That’s when Rex laughs with you, a flush of color over his face while he looks at you. He’s so pretty like this, you decide promptly, so exposed all for you and no other, filled with so much need it’s hard for him to simply stand above you without wishing to strip you down and fuck your brains out. It’s something that can be so intimate, so personal and doting even when wrapped in lace of filth and want. Even in this haze, he’s still yours.

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sinfulsalutations · 9 months

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Congrats on 500!! Could I please request prompt #7 With Wrecker? I hc that he would love to play with his S/O's hair, and I just think it would be cute. Ily! <3

➼ ɴᴏᴜʀ'ꜱ 500 ꜰᴏʟʟᴏᴡᴇʀ ᴄᴇʟᴇʙʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴ

⋆ ★ ᴀᴡ, ɪʟʏᴛ ɴᴏɴɴɪᴇ!! 🥰 ɪ ᴛᴏᴛᴀʟʟʏ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴ ᴛᴏᴏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʜᴇ ᴘʟᴀʏꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜɪꜱ ꜱ/ᴏ’ꜱ ʜᴀɪʀ, ʙᴜᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪ ᴅᴇᴄɪᴅᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ ᴀ ᴘʀᴇ-ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱʜɪᴘ, ᴍᴜᴛᴜᴀʟ ᴘɪɴɪɴɢ ᴅʀᴀʙʙʟᴇ. ʜᴏᴘᴇ ᴜ ʟɪᴋᴇ! ᴘ.ꜱ ꜱᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟ ᴛʜᴀɴᴋꜱ ᴛᴏ @ᴅᴇᴇᴊᴀᴅᴀʙʙʟᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ @523ʀᴅʀᴇʙᴇʟ ꜰᴏʀ ʜᴇʟᴘɪɴɢ ᴍᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴜᴘ ᴡɪᴛʜ ɪᴅᴇᴀꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴇᴛᴜᴘ, ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ꜱᴜᴄʜ ɢᴇɴɪᴜꜱ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅꜱ 🤍

➼ ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛ ☆ “ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴀɪʀ ɪꜱ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ꜱᴏꜰᴛ”

➼ ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ ☆ ᴡʀᴇᴄᴋᴇʀ x ɢɴ!ᴘᴀʙᴜ ᴠɪʟʟᴀɢᴇʀ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

➼ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ☆ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ꜰʟᴜꜰꜰ, ɴᴀᴘᴘɪɴɢ, ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ʜᴀꜱ ʜᴀɪʀ ʟᴏɴɢ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛᴏ ᴘʟᴀʏ ᴡɪᴛʜ/ʀᴜɴ ʜᴀɴᴅꜱ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ

➼ ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ ☆ 556

He’s irresistible like this. Peacefully lounging under the shade of the tree, just in his regular civvie clothes and that cute poncho. Nothing could the wide smile that graces your face, leaving no lack of clarity to the observer of how you might feel for the clone.

Which is something you can’t admit verbally; considering, well, your uncertainty about him feeling the same way.

You decide to indulge yourself. Taking deep breaths to psych yourself up before approaching his figure, holding a large swig of water for each of you. He perks up from his state of half-slumber, flashing a brilliant smile.

“Hey there,” He greets you, eyes flicking down to your occupied hands. “Watcha’ here for?”

You shrug, doing your best to appear casual.

“Just thought you might’ve wanted something to drink,” You say, before offering him the cup. His eyes twinkle, and he reaches up. You bend at the knees to make it easier for him to grab.

“Aw, yer too nice!” He gushes. You bite the inside of your cheek.

“Never,” You insist, quickly observing your surroundings again. You take a deep breath before you ask, with all your nerves boiling in your stomach,

“Mind if I sit with you?”

There’s still no way he likes me, your thoughts insist, even when his entire demeanor lights up when you ask.

“Of course!” He says, and you take the opportunity to sit beside him, leaning your back on the bark slowly and surely, sighing softly when you can fully relax. The leaves rustle above you, and Wrecker hums softly. You look his way. “It’s a great spot.” He gazes up again, a soft, entirely genuine grin cursing your damn heart. Perfect for napping!”

You only manage to squeak out a hum, best as possible, and relax again under the watchful gaze of the tree. The silence that falls between the two, surprisingly, isn’t awkward at all. It somehow feels entirely domestic and routine-like. Before you know it, as your body slumps further toward his, a yawn escapes you.

“Sorry,” You squeak out, scrunching your eyes together out of embarrassment.

“No worries,” Wrecker responds without a beat. You look up at him, lips parted in a delicate manner. When he smiles, you have to insist once again that this isn’t some mutual exchange of emotions. “Lie on me. I don’t mind.”

You knit your eyebrows together, unsure, but with the way he looks… well, what can you really say other than what's been established before?

He really is irresistible like this.

After a long beat, he takes one of his arms and wraps it over your shoulders, ‘all to make it easier,’ he insists, but then you feel a rough, yet gentle hand begin to twirl a strand of your hair between its fingers. You hum softly, inadvertent and unintentional, but you don’t seem to pull away, you realize after a long moment.

“Hm… your hair is really soft.” His hand slowly twines between the strands of your hair, running through it purposefully and harmoniously with each of your breathing, that’s seemed to sync up with the time you’ve spent lying on each other.

“Thank… thank you,” is all you can say, because Maker forbid you could be normal in any situation with Wrecker.

But it still doesn’t manage to ruin such a lovely moment.

tags: @pb-jellybeans @corrieguards @badbatchbabe @ladytano420 @jediknightjana @sleepycreativewriter @shinyshayminflower @thebahdbitch @nobody-expects-the-inquisitorius @followthepurrgil @starrylothcat @blueink-bluesoul @aconstructofamind

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sinfulsalutations · 9 months

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Omg Nour happy 500 followers!!! You deserve every single one!!! (Also pls ignore that I accidentally unfollowed you and had to refollow you oops).

Can I please request prompt #13 + Fives for your celebration?

Again, congratulations!! I'm so happy for you! 💜💜💜

➼ ɴᴏᴜʀ'ꜱ 500 ꜰᴏʟʟᴏᴡᴇʀ ᴄᴇʟᴇʙʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴ

⋆ ★ ᴛʏꜱᴍ ꜱᴀᴍ!!! ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ꜱᴏ ꜱᴡᴇᴇᴛ ☺️ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ ᴛʜɪꜱ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ꜱᴍᴜᴛᴛʏ ᴘɪᴇᴄᴇ ɪ ᴡʀᴏᴛᴇ ɪɴ, ɴᴊ, 20 ᴍɪɴᴜᴛᴇꜱ 😆

➼ ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛ ☆ “ɪ’ᴍ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ᴍᴀʀʀʏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ᴅᴏɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ”

➼ ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ ☆ ꜰɪᴠᴇꜱ x ꜰ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

➼ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ☆ ʙʟᴏᴡᴊᴏʙ, ᴄᴜᴍ ꜱᴡᴀʟʟᴏᴡɪɴɢ, ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴅᴏᴍ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ (ɪᴅᴋ ʜᴏᴡ ʙᴜᴛ ɪᴛ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴᴇᴅ???? ɪ’ᴠᴇ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴡʀɪᴛᴛᴇɴ ᴀ ᴅᴏᴍ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ???), ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴡʜᴀᴛ ꜱᴜʙ ꜰɪᴠᴇꜱ

➼ ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ ☆ 553

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

“Shit, baby…” Fives grunts through his teeth. You gaze through your eyelashes, flatten your tongue once, twice over his cock, and his face, already tilted up, ascends to the ceiling with a barely contained groan. “Baby, baby…”

You hum, innocently and sweetly even when your mouth is filled with him. You’re sure he can feel the vibrations of your voice through his whole body with the way his chest rises and falls; a shiver must have run through him at that moment. Fives heaves and finishes his sentence inadvertently.

“...Fuck, you’re so good.”

You pull off slowly, smacking your lips as you disconnect and giggle.

“I am?” You ask, tilting your head slowly.

Fives looks down again, laughing breathlessly. A hand runs over his face, raking back the messy hair that’s obstructing his view of his favorite girl. The twinkle in them is so incredibly heavenly, you want to just take a picture and hang it up for everyone to see, for everyone to admire your beautiful boyfriend.

“Do I really have to say it for you to be satisfied?” He jokes, and you giggle again, taking his still throbbing dick in your hand again. His laugh is interrupted, a weak choke leaving instead, as you run your hand up and down, spreading the slick saliva from your mouth over and over until you let your thumb press to his tip firmly. Fives’ head falls back again. You bite your lip.

“How you’re feeling, hun?”

“Good,” He responds as nonchalantly as he can muster, swallowing harshly. “Fuck, really good. C’mon baby, finish me off now.”

You click your tongue, slowly circling your tongue over his head again, eyes fluttering close the further you focus.

“Think you’re forgetting a word there,” You slur your words, but they still manage to be clear enough for him to understand. He grunts.

“Seriously?” He whines, and you manage to discreetly roll your eyes as his chin is still tilted up high enough for him not to see.

“I won’t make you come until you say it,” You state, firmly pumping his length again.

“F-Fine,” He says, looking down at you again. The twinkle’s been replaced; you know there’s still a raw adoration in there, but now he looks absolutely ravished, incredibly desperate for a release only you can give him. “Please, baby. Please? Make me come. Let me come…”

You smirk, leaning down again and taking his entire cock back in your mouth in one movement. The groan that leaves him is sinfully toe-curling.

As he nears his release fast and hard, you feel him try to pull off you.

“C’mon, y-you don’t have to–” He insists, and you don’t even have to think over his words to know what he’s talking about. In response, you only take him in further and suck.

That does it for him. He’s coming all over your tongue, unable to control himself anymore and you lap it up greedily, swallowing every bit until he’s starving again.

His eyes wide, he grips your hair harshly and brings you up to his lips, shoving his tongue into you, desperate to feel his come in your mouth.

And when you finally push his chest to get him off of you, all he can do is smile.

“I’m gonna marry you just for doing that.”

tags: @starstofillmydream @pb-jellybeans @corrieguards @ladytano420 @jediknightjana @sleepycreativewriter @shinyshayminflower @secondaryrealm @nobody-expects-the-inquisitorius @dukeoftheblackstar @meshlaxbunny @kimiheartblade @followthepurrgil @wolffegirlsunite @starrylothcat @blueink-bluesoul @aconstructofamind

#nour writes stuff #nour’s 500 follower celebration #the clone wars #the clone wars fanfiction #arc trooper fives #tcw fives #fives x reader #fives clone wars #clone trooper fives #fives x you #tcw #tcw fanfiction #reader insert

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sinfulsalutations · 9 months

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Congrats on 500 Followers! 🥳

If you're still accepting prompts, can you do #1. "You're flirting with me." "Do you want me to stop?"

With either Crosshair or Tech, whichever one feels right. Because, in all honesty, I could see this being a great scene for either of them.

Also, I can never have enough Fluff. 😘

➼ ɴᴏᴜʀ'ꜱ 500 ꜰᴏʟʟᴏᴡᴇʀ ᴄᴇʟᴇʙʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴ

⋆ ★ ʜᴇʟʟᴏ ʟᴏᴠᴇʟʏ!! ɪ ᴇɴᴅᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴄʀᴏꜱꜱʜᴀɪʀ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜɪꜱ, ᴀꜱ ɪ ɢᴏᴛ ᴀ ʀᴇQᴜᴇꜱᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛᴇᴄʜ ᴀɴᴅ 1 ᴀꜱ ᴡᴇʟʟ. ɪ ʜᴏɴᴇꜱᴛʟʏ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴏɴᴇ, ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴛᴏᴏ 🥰

➼ ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛ ☆ “ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ꜰʟɪʀᴛɪɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ” “ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴛᴏᴘ?” “…ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇɴ’ᴛ ᴅᴇᴄɪᴅᴇᴅ ʏᴇᴛ.”

➼ ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ ☆ ɪᴍᴘᴇʀɪᴀʟ!ᴄʀᴏꜱꜱʜᴀɪʀ x ɢɴ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

➼ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ☆ ꜰʟɪʀᴛɪɴɢ, ᴛᴇɴꜱɪᴏɴ

➼ ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ ☆ 543

Fawning over your commander probably isn’t a good idea. He’s a clone, albeit very different than most, no doubt to be decommissioned after a few more months, and seems to hate your presence more than most of the other troopers he orders around. It isn’t going to stop you from making some moves, however. You just can’t help yourself.

Lidded eyes rake over his hunched figure in the carrier, watching how he handles his rifle with care and meticulous attention.

“Y’know, I might need some private lessons.”

Crosshair’s visor tilts up to look at you.

“Is that so?” His serpentine voice is meant to be threatening and ward you off, you’re aware, but it all draws you in further.

“Well, yeah, I mean, I’m nowhere near as good with a blaster as you are,” You gesture knowingly at his rifle, chuckling softly to yourself when a depraved thought crosses your mind. The unwise part of you decides to mutter it, half-heartedly, yet still loud enough so he can hear damn clear: “And I’m sure you’ll enjoy disciplining me.”

Silence fills the room; you expected this, but at the moment, it’s more hilarious than you anticipate.

“Something wrong, commander?” Your voice tilts up an octave, tilting your head and batting your eyelashes. You wish to look innocent, teasing, desirable and captivating, something for him to conquest and take like you want him to.

His rifle is left on the side of the crate, and he slowly lifts his bucket off, the slow hiss not too dissimilar to his cadence of speaking. Crosshair places his helmet on his lap and looks at you with a mean brow.

“You’re flirting with me.” It’s a statement, something he’s sure of.

“I am,” You respond bluntly. You tilt your chin down, and something close to a pout droops on your lips. “Do you want me to stop?”

His gaze lingers before finding a new place away from your eyes, before returning with a new face faux worn.

“I haven’t decided yet.”

Well, that isn’t the response you expect.

“Alright.” Your eyebrows knit, lazily and carelessly, as you try to piece together why he doesn’t shut you down immediately at his realization that you’re flirting with him, your commander, your superior.

But you don’t have time to think about that. He speaks again.

“I think we should circle back on those private lessons.”

You blink and look at him with a genuinely stunned expression.

“We should?” You don’t intend for it to come out so stagnated as it does; Crosshair doesn’t seem to like your doe-eyed surprise.

“Don’t make me regret this decision,” He articulates the words like you’re a child and wouldn’t understand if he were to speak any less clearly. You nod shakily and bite your lip, suddenly finding the way you stand awkward and hard to keep. He stands up and takes two strides before he’s barely a few centimeters close to colliding with your body, and instructs you,

“Meet me at my quarters tomorrow. 1900 sharp.”

You can tell there’s a wistfulness in your eyes that’s incredibly embarrassing. But he seems to enjoy it from the way he smirks. Have you ever seen him smile before?

No time to focus on that.

“Understood?”

“Yes, sir.”

tags: @pb-jellybeans @corrieguards @badbatchbabe @ladytano420 @jediknightjana @sleepycreativewriter @shinyshayminflower @thebahdbitch @secondaryrealm @nobody-expects-the-inquisitorius @dukeoftheblackstar @followthepurrgil @starrylothcat @blueink-bluesoul @aconstructofamind @xflashcat @dreamie411 @padawancat97 @littlemissmanga @starqueensthings + @dystopicjumpsuit @anxiouspineapple99 (hope u don’t mind the tags 😘)

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sinfulsalutations · 9 months

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Nour, my love! Congratulations on 500! It's so well-deserved. You bring so much positivity and warmth to this corner of the fandom, and your writing is just perfection. I always love seeing your posts on my dash. Thank you for everything you do, and for sharing your beautiful work with us. ♥️♥️♥️

For the fic prompt , may I request 13 with Mayday? Idk what it is about him that screams husband material, but now that I've seen the prompt, it's all I can think about.

➼ ɴᴏᴜʀ'ꜱ 500 ꜰᴏʟʟᴏᴡᴇʀ ᴄᴇʟᴇʙʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴ

⋆ ★ ᴀɴʙᴅᴀɪɴᴅʜᴇɪᴅᴊᴅʙᴅ ᴛʜᴀɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ᴅᴊ! ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ꜱᴏ ꜱᴏ ꜱᴡᴇᴇᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ɪ’ᴍ ꜱᴏ ɢʟᴀᴅ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇᴀʀ ᴛʜᴀᴛ, ɪ’ᴍ ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ꜱᴜᴄʜ ᴀ ɴɪᴄᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴜɴɪᴛʏ ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴇᴇɴ ꜱᴏ ᴘᴏꜱɪᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴀʀᴍ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴠɪᴇᴡ, ɪᴛ ᴍᴀᴋᴇꜱ ᴍᴇ ᴠᴇʀʏ ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇᴀʀ 😄😄 ᴘᴏᴘᴘɪɴɢ ᴍʏ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ ᴍᴀʏᴅᴀʏ ᴄʜᴇʀʀʏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴏɴᴇ, ʜᴏᴘᴇ ᴜ ʟɪᴋᴇ ɪᴛ!

➼ ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛ ☆ “ɪ’ᴍ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ᴍᴀʀʀʏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ᴅᴏɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ”

➼ ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ ☆ ᴍᴀʏᴅᴀʏ x ꜰ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

➼ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ☆ ᴘ ɪɴ ᴠ ꜱᴇx, ᴛᴀʟᴋ ᴏꜰ ᴏʀᴀʟ ꜱᴇx (ꜰ ʀᴇᴄᴇɪᴠɪɴɢ), ᴏᴠᴇʀꜱᴛɪᴍᴜʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴ

➼ ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ ☆ 544

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

“Mayday, Mayday, I-”

“Fuck, yeah, baby, I know,” The perpetrator of your overstimulation interrupts your chants. The scruff of his beard, now drenched from his time between your thighs, runs up against your face until his mouth is hovering over your ear, softly tucking a strand of hair behind it. “I know.”

He’s already made you come twice. Already had you rocking against his face and moaning so loud, no doubt Hexx and Veetch have begun to stir.

Then, the greedy man grips your hips, handling you when you’re too sensitive to even form words, and sits you down on his cock, slowly rolling his hips with a groan even as you’re squeaking and gripping his chest, telling him that it’s just too much, too much, Mayday. Baby.

“Please,” He begs, and suddenly, you melt. You look down, catching his watery eyes and desperate quiver, how his lips part so delicately when the whine afterward comes out. At that moment, you become acutely aware of how hard he is nuzzled into your sensitive, spent pussy, and suddenly, you’re empathizing.

Careful hands trail down his warm, rough-skinned arm until you spread his palm open and interlock your fingers together. You lift yourself up before sinking back down methodically in tune with his breathing, causing him to groan as he exhales.

“I need… I need to–” He begins, but now it’s your turn to interrupt him halfway.

“You will,” You assure him, starting to pick up the pace of your movements again. He moans pleasantly, quiet compared to the sound of your body hitting his with each rock, each bounce, each thrust.

“You will, I–fuck.”

You interrupt yourself when he rubs his thumb over your far over-touched clit, sending your nerves into another frenzy.

“Mayday,” You whine again.

He flashes you that devastating smile your way once again, hands rubbing slow circles over your waist.

“Please, come with me?” He asks. You don’t have time to respond before he’s reaching up and kissing you, his feverish hold against you making you melt, even with the surprise from his request. He parts slowly, eyes still half-lidded while he grunts, continuing your pace from before.

“Let me make you feel good again,” He says.

You huff, another whine leaving you as you press your foreheads firmly together, taking in everything you can, selfishly and so so lovingly.

“Fine,” You tell him, kissing him again and wrapping your heads around his neck. As they interlock at the back, you catch his gaze again, blinking back the tears of your exhaustion. Mayday only smiles again.

“I’m gonna marry you just for that,” He tells you with another soft kiss.

“Not if I marry you first.”

His encouraging praises are the only things that manage you to really work at your pleasure when you continue, the muttering of pretty prose in his coal-chared voice almost entirely irresistible. Before you know it, you shake and clench; then again, and again when you feel him begin to push his hips up as well when you begin to lose your rhythm, and groan a little too loud than he should,

“Fuck, fuck, baby, baby–”

How does he always manage to have you coming for him as many times as he wants, no matter what?

tags: @starstofillmydream @pb-jellybeans @corrieguards @badbatchbabe @ladytano420 @jediknightjana @sleepycreativewriter @shinyshayminflower @secondaryrealm @nobody-expects-the-inquisitorius @followthepurrgil @starrylothcat @blueink-bluesoul @aconstructofamind

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sinfulsalutations · 9 months

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congrats on the follower milestone, nour!! <3 may i pls request my boy Wolffe with prompt #15? 🫢 excited to see what you create hehe

➼ ɴᴏᴜʀ'ꜱ 500 ꜰᴏʟʟᴏᴡᴇʀ ᴄᴇʟᴇʙʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴ

⋆ ★ ᴀʜʜʜ, ɪ ᴡᴀꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴛᴏᴅᴀʏ ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴀᴜᴅɪᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱʜᴀʀᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅɪꜱᴄᴏʀᴅ ꜱᴇʀᴠᴇʀ ɢᴏᴛ ᴍᴇ ɪɴ ᴀ ʙɪɢ ᴏʟ’ ᴡᴏʟꜰꜰᴇ ᴍᴏᴏᴅ, ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ᴡʀᴏᴛᴇ ᴛʜɪꜱ. ʜᴏᴘᴇ ᴜ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ 😉

➼ ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛ ☆ “ʙᴇᴛ ɪ ᴄᴀɴ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴛᴏᴜᴄʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ”

➼ ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ ☆ ᴡᴏʟꜰꜰᴇ x ꜰ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

➼ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ☆ ʜᴏɴᴇꜱᴛʟʏ ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴀ ꜱᴛʀɪᴘᴛᴇᴀꜱᴇ, ꜱᴍᴜᴛᴛʏ ʙᴜᴛ ɴᴏ ᴀᴄᴛᴜᴀʟ ꜱᴇxᴜᴀʟ ᴀᴄᴛꜱ, ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ɪꜱ ʙʀᴀᴛᴛʏ ʙᴜᴛ ᴀʟꜱᴏ ꜱᴏ ᴡʜɪᴘᴘᴇᴅ ꜰᴏʀ ᴡᴏʟꜰꜰᴇ (ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ)

➼ ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ ☆ 517

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

It’s a bold claim he makes in a heat of passion. After making him grit his teeth and hold back a condescending eye-roll, giggling to yourself with a thumb placed over your lip. Wolffe pulls away, clicks his tongue, and graces you with that look you’ve learned from experience is trouble.

“So you’re going to play this game, hm?” He asks you, coy and playful, but there’s nothing light about how he holds his body; out of reach and out of orbit of your own body, you still feel yourself heating up. Wolffe knows this, and he’s rather smug about the fact. So he claims without hesitation,

“Bet I can make you come without even touching you.”

With a raised eyebrow, you bring your hand up and lightly trail it over your thinly covered body, all to entice him and have him come back to his rightful spot on top of you.

“How, baby?” You say, all too sweet and soft and fucking bratty that it makes him grunt roughly under his breath. It takes a moment for him to respond, however. He takes his damn time scanning your body up and down, lidded eyes taking in his favorite spots, allowing himself to look but not touch.

“Pretty simple,” Wolffe answers bluntly, kneeling at the end of the bed. He dips his chin down, gaze kept on yours. “You can listen to me as I instruct you how to get off.”

The way he says it so casually like he’s ordering a drink at the bar or debriefing about a boring mission somehow makes it sexier. You shiver, a breathy exhale escaping you, though it could be a moan, you’re unsure. Wolffe laughs gruffly, leaning down a little more, though still not close enough for you to reach him. He waves himself like a treat you won’t receive because you’re not a good girl. You weren’t a good girl for him, so you won’t get what he so desperately wants to give you.

“Come on, love,” He encourages you, smirking in a taunting manner. “How about you prove me right?” His voice drops further, slow as he curls his voice around his words, purposefully getting you to cling to him like a wet cloth. It works like a simple charm, though he didn’t need to try very hard; you’re always wrapped around his finger.

“Alright,” You mutter, falling back onto the bed. You curl into yourself, rubbing your thighs together and placing a hand between the two, not venturing further, just to create a sweet little image for him. “Alright. Order me around then. Make me come without even touching me.”

He chuckles softly, raising an eyebrow to challenge you. But you don’t move at all, compliant and still as long as he doesn’t command you to do anything. Poised and pretty, you're the good girl he wanted just a few minutes ago.

Wolffe lets out another breathless chuckle before positioning himself above you and narrowing his gaze. With the look on his face, you know it’ll be a while before you even come close to finishing.

tags: @dystopicjumpsuit @denzita @starstofillmydream @pb-jellybeans @corrieguards @ladytano420 @jediknightjana @sleepycreativewriter @shinyshayminflower @secondaryrealm @nobody-expects-the-inquisitorius @dukeoftheblackstar @meshlaxbunny @kimiheartblade @followthepurrgil @wolffegirlsunite @starrylothcat @blueink-bluesoul @aconstructofamind @dreamie411 @padawancat97

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sinfulsalutations · 9 months

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Congratulations on 500 followers, Nour!!! That's such a great achievement 🥰

May I request Fives x Fem!Reader with Prompt #2: "I can't believe you're mine" for your 500 Follower Celebration Event?

Please and thank you! I can't wait to see what you come up with 💚

@the-bad-batch-baroness

➼ ɴᴏᴜʀ'ꜱ 500 ꜰᴏʟʟᴏᴡᴇʀ ᴄᴇʟᴇʙʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴ

⋆ ★ ᴛʜᴀɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ!! ɪ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ ᴛʜɪꜱ, ɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ꜰɪᴠᴇꜱ ꜱᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴇᴄᴇɴᴛʟʏ ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ꜰʀᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴜᴛʜ ꜰᴏʀ ʜɪᴍ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜɪꜱ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ Qᴜᴇɴᴄʜᴇᴅ ᴍʏ ᴛʜɪʀꜱᴛ 🥵

➼ ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛ ☆ “ɪ ᴄᴀɴ’ᴛ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ᴍɪɴᴇ”

➼ ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ ☆ ꜰɪᴠᴇꜱ x ꜰ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

➼ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ☆ ꜱᴛᴇᴀᴍɪɴᴇꜱꜱ, ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏꜰ ꜱᴇx, ꜱᴇᴍɪ-ᴘᴜʙʟɪᴄ ᴍᴀᴋᴇᴏᴜᴛ, ɪɴᴛᴏxɪᴄᴀᴛᴇᴅ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ꜰɪᴠᴇꜱ, ᴅʀɪɴᴋɪɴɢ, ᴛʜᴇʏ’ʀᴇ ꜱᴏ ᴡʜɪᴘᴘᴇᴅ ꜰᴏʀ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ

➼ ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ ☆ 539

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

Your squeal of surprise is placid compared to the sounds of bustling city life in the lower levels of Coruscant, especially in a dark alley like this. Fives’ palm finds a place on the back of your head, holding it gently so you don’t have to rest it on the hard wall, before trailing his mouth over yours.

You allow your eyes to close, let him take the lead and relax because you don’t have to be wary in your boyfriend’s presence. You know you’re safe in his arms.

He leaves a long, wet, open-mouthed kiss on your lips, lazily tilting his head to the side and kissing your jaw, hot breath sending a pleasant shiver through you. There’s a tinge of cheap liquor on his tongue from 79’s, the same taste that’s been plaguing your mouth for the whole night, but it somehow smells much more pleasant when it’s from him.

Your noses bump together as he moves his mouth to the other side, but it barely falters either of you. Clumsiness is merely a simple facet of intimacy and love with Fives, no longer just a bother; you adore him and his unique doting.

“Wish we weren’t so drunk right now,” Fives slurs, a dopey smile on his face as he looks into your eyes.

“Yeah?” You mutter a small affirmation. His voice sounds almost whiny when he responds with the quietest repeat of your words.

“Fuck, yeah,” He speaks into your mouth, planting a sloppy kiss over it before trailing back down to your cheek, your jaw, your neck. “`Cause I really, really want to fuck you.”

You giggle and bring your hands up to cup his face; even under great overstimulation, feeling his flushed cheeks under your skin is a sedative that works every time. The sound of his laughter fills your eyes again when you pull him down, kissing him silly with a childish form of love in your chest; warmth spreads in your body, and you rub your thighs together to relieve the tension as best as possible.

“Me too,” You say, gently and tenderly, as you run your thumb over his bottom lip. The feeling of his goatee in your palms helps you guide your blurry vision to kiss him again, then again, and another time before your smile overtakes you and you pull back. Fives raises an eyebrow.

“I can’t believe you’re mine,” Your words have the overtone of drunk confessions and fraudulent, not true to how you feel when you’re sober and conscious, but Fives knows that you’re being truthful and it melts his heart even more.

Shifting weight from one foot to another, Fives wraps an arm around your waist and licks the shell of your ear, slow and purposeful, like he’s trying to make a point without speaking.

“That’s usually my line,” He whispers to you, finally moving a hand away from the back of your head. Trailing down your arm, you slowly interlock fingers, and before he’s able to do anything, you reach up and plant a firm kiss on his palm. Not once do your eyes break away from each otherd.

“Oh, I know,” You snark with affection. “I just wanted to say it for once.”

tags: @pb-jellybeans @corrieguards @ladytano420 @jediknightjana @sleepycreativewriter @shinyshayminflower @secondaryrealm @nobody-expects-the-inquisitorius @dukeoftheblackstar @meshlaxbunny @kimiheartblade @followthepurrgil @wolffegirlsunite @star-burned @starrylothcat @blueink-bluesoul @aconstructofamind

#nour writes stuff #nour’s 500 follower celebration #star wars #the clone wars #the clone wars fanfiction #star wars fanfiction #tcw fanfic #tcw fives #arc trooper fives #clone trooper fives #fives clone wars #the clone wars fives #fives the clone wars #fives x reader #fives x you #arc trooper #reader insert

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sinfulsalutations · 9 months

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Mmmmmm for the 500 follower celebration (congrats!) 3 or 6 and Crosshair 🥰

➼ ɴᴏᴜʀ'ꜱ 500 ꜰᴏʟʟᴏᴡᴇʀ ᴄᴇʟᴇʙʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴ

⋆ ★ ʜᴇʏ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ! ɪ ᴇɴᴅᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ ᴅᴏɪɴɢ 3 ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴏɴᴇ, ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ᴡᴏʀᴋᴇᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ɪ ɢᴏᴛ ᴀ ʀᴇQᴜᴇꜱᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ᴄʀᴏꜱꜱʜᴀɪʀ ᴀɴᴅ 6 ʟᴀᴛᴇʀ ᴏɴ, ꜱᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴇʀʀɪᴇʀ! ʜᴏᴘᴇ ᴜ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ 😊

➼ ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛ ☆ “ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴋɪꜱꜱ, ʜᴏᴡ ᴅᴏᴇꜱ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ꜱᴏᴜɴᴅ?”

➼ ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ ☆ ᴄʀᴏꜱꜱʜᴀɪʀ x ɢɴ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

➼ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ☆ ɪᴍᴘʟɪᴇᴅ ꜱᴍᴜᴛ/ꜱᴜɢɢᴇꜱᴛɪᴠᴇɴᴇꜱꜱ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴅ, ʜᴇᴀᴠʏ ᴋɪꜱꜱɪɴɢ, ᴛᴇᴀꜱɪɴɢ, ʏᴏᴜ ꜱʟᴀᴘ ᴄʀᴏꜱꜱʜᴀɪʀꜱ ᴀꜱꜱ ʟᴍᴀᴏᴏᴏᴏ

➼ ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ ☆ 530

Crosshair pisses you off. Constantly. But he makes it increasingly harder to stay mad when he’s looking so handsome and has you against a wall, under his stare.

“You really thought you could get away with that?” He rasps, his arm reaching up to cage you in further. His palm grips the wall, and you observe his question without much care because you both damn well know the answer and are acting otherwise.

Standing your ground doggedly, you smirk and turn away with your lip tugged between two teeth.

“Get away with what?” You query innocently.

Crosshair scoffs.

“Little vixen,” He derides, and you laugh at his choice of words.

Just a few minutes previous, the sniper had been going through his magazines, begrudgingly tossing old ones into a bin beside him and keeping any that he could salvage. Wearing just his blacks, his flat ass was a perfect canvas for your hand to land and make him yelp in surprise. What you don’t expect, however, is this response.

“I deserve an apology,” He continues after a long moment, still not pleased with your initial reaction to his nickname for you. Two fingers pinch your chin and slowly move it back to face him, and you let it happen, plastering on an indiscernable look for him to decipher. He only grumbles again and pinches tighter. “Don’t you think, hellcat?”

He seems to be trying out a new nickname. Perhaps you like this one more, you decide, as you lick your lips and allow your eyes to flutter a few times.

“What do you want me to do, Crosshair?” You ask.

His eyes storm in thought, thinking over his options, but not once does his gaze leave yours. He keeps you in his grasp, takes a step in to further his effect, and clicks his tongue.

“How about you kiss me?”

Your eyebrows knit together; he smirks. You weren’t expecting that response, and it’s far too obvious on your face for your liking; this bastard is going to get smug now. Crap.

“C’mon, it wouldn’t hurt,” Crosshair continues. He slowly tilts his head down until his lips are centimeters within reach of yours, and you take a deep breath. He purses them, which makes it all the more difficult not to give in to your demons. “Just a little kiss, hellcat. How does that sound?”

A groan leaves you; it comes somewhere from your throat and barely leaves, but he still hears it loud and clear. He takes the opportunity presented in front of him and doesn’t wait another minute before he seizes your mouth, pressing himself into you until no air can get between your bodies.

There’s something addicting about his taste, you quickly realize, once you do finally get a penchant; he’s all bark and bite, nothing lost between the lines of bluster and actual action. You grip his blacks, any crook of fabric you can reach, and swipe your tongue over his bottom lip, invite him in to try a sample of his new favorite meal.

He does. He will for the whole night, you’re beginning to think, when he takes you by the hand to your bunk.

tags: @pb-jellybeans @corrieguards @badbatchbabe @ladytano420 @jediknightjana @sleepycreativewriter @shinyshayminflower @thebahdbitch @secondaryrealm @nobody-expects-the-inquisitorius @followthepurrgil @starrylothcat @blueink-bluesoul @aconstructofamind

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sinfulsalutations · 9 months

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wooh, im actually hosting an event! a little thank you and a way to get myself to write while on vacation, so so excited to do this 😁

500 followers, 500 word prompts; send in a character and the prompt number from the list conjured below (10 fluff, 10 smut, 10 angst).

requests: closed <3

more information under the cut <3

rules:

one request per person, please!

when it comes to actual content, my regular no's apply to this event. i will absolutely not write incest/clonecest, romanticized emotional or physical abuse, or romanticized rape/non-con.

requests will be open until july 25, 12 pm (GMT+3 time zone), any requests sent in after that won't be fulfilled, sorry.

as always, please be patient and kind, it always helps me with getting things done, but these shouldn't take too long :)

p.s. my taglist will apply to this event as well

characters:

hunter ~ tech ~ wrecker ~ crosshair ~ echo ~ rex ~ wolffe ~ cody ~ fives ~ jesse ~ tup ~ hardcase ~ kix ~ mayday ~ fox ~ howzer

prompt list:

1-10 are fluff ~ 11-20 are smut ~ 21-30 are angst

"you're flirting with me" "do you want me to stop?" "...i haven't decided"

"i can't believe you're mine"

"just a little kiss, how does that sound?"

"i want you to be happy" "I'm happy with you"

"[they're] so beautiful, i almost don't know what to do with myself"

"let me call you mine, just for tonight."

"your hair is really soft"

"don't smile at me like that!"

"do you need a hug?"

"you don't talk much" "i just really like listening to you, that's all"

"i think you deserve a treat"

"if we get caught, I'm blaming you"

"i'm gonna marry you just for doing that"

"make sure i won't be able to walk tomorrow"

"bet i can make you come without ever touching you"

"were you just masturbating?"

"you've got too many clothes on"

"look how good you take me"

"won't you help me? please? i need it..."

"you seem more sensitive than usual"

"do you ever listen?"

"you're scaring me"

"i miss you"

"i cried for you and then i got over you. you have no right trying to reverse that."

"do you think i'm happy? are you really that blind?"

"you had me! and you ruined it on your own"

"i blame you for everything. everything"

"no one said it was going to be easy. i understood that. i just didn't think i'd be carrying it all on my shoulders, without you"

"there comes a time when 'sorry' just isn't good enough anymore"

"stop. just let it be."

feel free to reblog/signal boost, i'd love to get in plenty prompts in <3

#nour writes stuff #nour emerges #the bad batch #the clone wars #star wars #star wars fanfiction #the bad batch fanfiction #the clone wars fanfiction #clone troopers #reader insert #thank you #nour’s 500 follower celebration

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sinfulsalutations · 9 months

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I’m so late for this but CONGRATULATIONS FOR THE 500 !! If someone deserves the 500 and definitely many more,, it’s you!! I’m too late I think for sending a request in but congratulations you’re the best 🥹❤️

THANK YOU SO MUCH SWEETHEART!! you’re very very kind, and trust me i’ve seen you commenting on my fics since before i had 100 followers, you are seriously an OG 🥰🤍

#nour emerges #ily #nour’s 500 follower celebration

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sinfulsalutations · 9 months

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Uuuuh yeah hi. Could I get a number 10 with a side of Wolffe please?

Huge congratulations on such a big milestone! You’re such a talented writer and you deserve every follower and many more 💜 (from @wings-and-beskar 💜)

➼ ɴᴏᴜʀ'ꜱ 500 ꜰᴏʟʟᴏᴡᴇʀ ᴄᴇʟᴇʙʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴ

⋆ ★ ᴛʜᴀɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ!! ɪ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴍʏ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ꜰʟᴜꜰꜰʏ ᴡᴏʟꜰꜰᴇ ɢᴀʀʙᴀɢᴇ

➼ ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛ ☆ "ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴛᴀʟᴋ ᴍᴜᴄʜ" "ɪ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʟɪꜱᴛᴇɴɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ, ᴛʜᴀᴛ'ꜱ ᴀʟʟ"

➼ ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ ☆ ᴡᴏʟꜰꜰᴇ x ɢɴ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

➼ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ☆ ꜰʟᴜꜰꜰ, ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ɪꜱ ᴀ ʙᴜᴍʙʟɪɴɢ ᴛᴀʟᴋᴀᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴅᴏʀᴋ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ᴍᴇᴅɪᴄ

➼ ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ ☆ 547

Despite Wolffe possessing the ability to express his emotions (you’ve bore witness whenever he’s forced to work alongside those he sees as incompetent), he remains stoic and subdued off of a battlefield.

You end up doing most of the talking when you’re together, rambling on about whatever shenanigan one of your patients got into today. Yesterday, it was Boost not paying attention to the space in front of him and bonking his head on a metal beam. Today, it’s Warthog twisting his ankle in the wrong direction.

“I swear, you’d think he wasn’t professionally trained and groomed for war like the rest of his brothers,” You kid playfully, striding to and fro each corner of your room as you clean up for the night. Wolffe sits there, cleaning his chest armor placed over his lap and watching you blather on. “Poor guy kept falling in and out of sleep, and every time he woke up he thought I was someone named ‘Palma’... It was strange.”

You laugh as you finish your sentence, shaking your head and closing the drawer, turning to see Wolffe’s soft expression. It really is strange, how he just… keeps so quiet in your company, perfectly content with just watching your beamy looks while you animatedly retell stories.

Tragically, you have little filter and say exactly that.

“You don’t talk much.”

Wolffe blinks, though he doesn’t seem to be very surprised at the revelation. He knows, you realize, as he looks down at his armor and continues scrubbing nonchalantly.

He responds after a long moment of letting you stare dumbfounded.

“I just really like listening to you, that’s all.”

A warmth rapidly spreads from your chest to your cheeks; you’re suddenly embarrassed, though oddly touched at the words. You’re not used to people actually enjoying your nonsense tangents, and to hear it from someone like Wolffe is something new entirely. You clear your throat and look away, trying to hide your blush.

“Well, I’m glad to keep you entertained,” you reply as casually as possible. “Though…” You shift in his direction. “It’s not fair if I’m the only one doing the talking. I want to know more about you too.”

Wolffe looks up at you, his amber and white eyes meeting yours, and a jolt of electricity shoots through you. There’s something so intense about his gaze, and despite being just one copy of millions, you’ve never seen eyes quite like his.

“I’m not very interesting,” He tells you, a little too neutral for your liking. “Just a soldier doing his duty.”

You scoff, tilting your head away before meeting his gaze again with an unbelieving glint in your eye.

“Trust me, I’ve worked with so many of you,” You explain, slowly turning away as you begin having trouble staring at him for so long. “All of you are different and unique in your own ways. You too. I’m sure there’s something special to love.”

The words spill out before you can contain them, but it’s hard to stay hung up on it when you’re usually so vocal. You turn back just to catch a glimpse of a lovely, barely-there grin on his stern face.

“Would you like to have dinner with me, Doc?” Wolffe then asks.

Your smile is piercing.

“I would, Commander.”

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congrats on 500! for the celebration can i ask for number 1 with tech? thank you 😊

➼ ɴᴏᴜʀ'ꜱ 500 ꜰᴏʟʟᴏᴡᴇʀ ᴄᴇʟᴇʙʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴ

⋆ ★ ᴛʜᴀɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ɴᴏɴɴɪᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ʀᴇQᴜᴇꜱᴛɪɴɢ ᴛʜɪꜱ! ɪ ᴡᴀꜱ ꜱᴇᴄʀᴇᴛʟʏ ʜᴏᴘɪɴɢ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ, ɪ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ꜱᴏ ᴄᴜᴛᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛᴇᴄʜ ʜᴇʜᴇ

➼ ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛ ☆ “ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ꜰʟɪʀᴛɪɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ” “ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴛᴏᴘ?” “…ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇɴ’ᴛ ᴅᴇᴄɪᴅᴇᴅ ʏᴇᴛ.”

➼ ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ ☆ ᴛᴇᴄʜ x ɢɴ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

➼ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ☆ ᴀᴡᴋᴡᴀʀᴅ (ʙᴜᴛ ꜱᴜᴄᴄᴇꜱꜱꜰᴜʟ!) ꜰʟɪʀᴛɪɴɢ, ɪ ᴀᴍ ᴏɴᴄᴇ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛᴡᴏ ᴅᴏʀᴋꜱ ɪɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ

➼ ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ ☆ 566

Sometimes you wonder why you put yourself through this agonizing pining for a foolishly oblivious dork. But perhaps moments like this make it all worth it.

You’d been sitting beside Tech, helping him with his work when you fell into the enticing trap of watching how his hands work deftly over the piece of machinery. The crass idea occurs to you, and it comes out of your mouth before any other more reasonable facet of your mind can think it over.

“Tech, your hand looks pretty heavy,” You comment. It’s more of a mutter initially, still trying to gain more cadence as you keep talking, but it sounds more confident once you do finish the sentence.

He clicks his head in your direction, the yellow hue of his goggles reflecting the afternoon sun onto your face.

“It does?” He asks, incredulously.

You nod, doubling down to fuck your insecurities, and inch your hand closer.

“Yeah.” You look up again with a hopeful gleam in your eyes. “Would you like me to hold it for you?”

In a split moment, he pauses, before blinking uncharacteristically unwittingly.

“I suppose, if you feel it would make me more productive,” He says, though he does not sound very sure of what he’s saying. You think he’s finished his sentence, and you lift your hand to possibly meet his, but then he continues his thought. “...Unless, you’re flirting with me.”

Your body tenses, twitching and pulling back instantly.

Kriff.

“I uh, yeah, I was,” You stammer, biting your lip and wincing. You can’t look in his direction, even though he’s hunched over your figure so overwhelmingly. You’d prefer saving yourself the embarrassment. The next words that leave you are whispered, uncertain though Tech can still feel a glimmer of remaining desire in your voice. “...Do you want me to stop?”

A short pause stills your heart until he responds.

“I haven’t decided yet.”

See, that’s a lie.

Tech has decided that he enjoys your flirting, your attempt to hold his hand as you’re already in such close proximity. He revels in your company as is, and to feel your skin on his? Have a sort of simple yet sweet intimacy he’s known from research to be serotonin boosting? Especially with you? How could he not want that?

You don’t seem to read between the lines, however. Not that he blames you.

“I have decided now,” He promptly says, looking at you. Gaze still fixed away, you slowly turn your head, biting the inside of your cheek.

“Yeah?” You mutter, and Tech nods. He places his hand right next to you, fingers spread so your pinkies barely graze each other. Your chest heaves gently, but definitely noticeable.

“You may hold my hand,” He tells you as the other goes back to work. “But only if you’d still like to.”

Oh, his wholehearted tenderness makes you want to positively melt. How did you manage to win such a jackpot, get him to reciprocate and indulge your silly attempt at a pickup line.

Tentatively, you reach over and turn his hand over, letting your palms meet as you press your hand on top and slowly interlock your fingers. Your stare is latched onto where your skin meets, and you take the clearest mental image you can to look back on and squeal to yourself over into your pillow tonight.

Seriously, how did that work?

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