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yes daddy Captain

The Clone Wars (2008-2020)

S4E10 • The Carnage of Krell

aka Rex being a bamf

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All I want for Christmas is a clone trooper under my tree. (Preferably Rex or Fives or Jesse, but I won’t complain).

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Kix + caring immensely about his brothers

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Rex, the man that you are

Sometimes in war, it’s hard to be the one that survives. CAPTAIN REX in THE CLONE WARS, SEASON 7

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in desperate need of thoughts, prayers, and all the good vibes for my upcoming exam. I need a miracle at this point 😩🙏

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had to make this lmao

but I mean, can you blame me?

being a girl includes staying up till 3AM bc it’s already past your bedtime to read more “x readers” because you know you’re going to miss your alarm anyway.

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I can't stop thinking about Hunter and the way he can sense Crosshair's presence.

It might only be for 0.86 seconds but he KNEW it was Crosshair before Crosshair actually started walking down the ramp...

...Hunter has done this several times before. It's possible the two of them have had this connection FOREVER...

...Maybe it's the way Crosshair walks?? Maybe it's similar to a "twin" thing?? Or maybe it's just part of Hunter's enhanced senses?? Whatever the reason, Hunter & Crosshair have a very specific connection.

(and i love it)

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thank you for the tag @returnofthepineapple 🤍

this song has been stuck in my head lately!!!!!

NPT | @haybellewrites @cw80831 @cloneflo99 @orangez3st

ATTENTION

If you see this you are OBLIGATED to reblog w/ the song currently stuck in your head :)

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👀 I spy with my little eyes

Welcome to Piña’s Creator Corner!

This is the Fanfiction Showcase where I will link fics I have shared to the Corner!

Updated: 11*18*24

Canon x OC Long Fics

Hunter and the Librarian Hunter x Wren by @clonethirstingisreal

Martyrs & Kings - Kix x Dr. Maree Finnall by @dystopicjumpsuit

Canon x OC One Shots

Audible - Wolffe x Sadhbh m'Lir by @ulchabhangorm

Canon x Reader Long Fics

Dork Love by @starqueensthings

Charity and Decadence by @feral-ferrule

Captain’s Log by @rexxdjarin

Canon x Reader One Shots

The Sensitivity Is In The Skin - Fives x fem!reader by @lonewolflupe

Wolffe x Reader by @eternal-transcience

Unattached - Fives x Fem!Reader by @motherroam-rs

The Long Way Home - Fives x reader by @frostycatblr-fandom-files

Face Sitting - Mayday x Reader by @reader6898

Caught on Camera - Tech x Reader by @stellarbit

Take What You Need - Colt x Reader by @rex-meshla

Canon x Canon Long Fics

Return from Darkness by @lightspringrain

Canon x Canon One Shots

OC x OC Long Fics

OC x OC One Shots

No Pairings

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LMAO, the bread thing!!!!

when you really think about it, clones are kinda like sourdough; they all originate from a common starter. creating sourdough *cough cough* I mean clone troopers, requires care and attention

needless to say, I’d take a loaf anytime

ask game! give 5 boring facts about yourself and pass it on (no pressure!)

oooooh okok lets see

I am currently wearing Miffy socks I got from a Taiwan night market

I always hated the question "would you rather be hot or cold" bc there was always the argument that "if uR cOld u cAn puT on layErs buT u cAn't pEel oFf ur skiN." ok. FIRST OF ALL, the question is asking abt the sensation of being hot or cold and personally I'd rather be overheated than freezing my toes off. SECOND of all, even if u put layers on some parts of u can still be cold, they're just more confined now and then u just have socks full of cold sweat between ur toes and its gross and can you tell I'm badly circulated-

I abuse the words "gently," "sighed," and "grinned" in my writing.

I come up with AWESOME witty zingers that I repeat in various scenarios in my brain but can never write down and use bc they're VERY specific characters in carefully placed circumstances cherry picked from different fanfics set possibly within an AU or crossover

When I was young watching star wars the clone wars, my brother was trying to explain to me that the clones were "bred in labs" and I took it to mean that they were literally made of bread

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I'm always shy about sharing smut, so it makes me happy to know you enjoyed it

Take What You Need (18+)

ARC Commander Colt x F!Reader

NSFW //Minors DNI A/N | I've had this in mind for the past two weeks. Colt deserves to be worshipped, and I'd gladly take care of him. TAGLIST | @cw80831

Colt was always punctual, impeccably so. He lived by discipline, precision, and control, even in moments when it was just the two of you. So, when you were late for your usual meeting, you knew you'd find him waiting.

When you finally arrived, the door was slightly ajar, the low creak as you pushed it open revealing Colt already inside. He was seated on the bed, his shoulders broad and imposing even in the soft light. His legs were spread, his arms resting casually on his thighs as he leaned forward. At first glance, he looked relaxed, but the fire in his dark eyes betrayed him.

"You're late," he said, his voice low, a hint of something darker lingering beneath the words.

"Sorry," you breathed, stepping inside and closing the door behind you.

Colt didn't reply right away. He simply leaned back, his gaze raking over you with a mix of frustration and longing. It was clear he had been waiting too long, his patience worn thin.

"You've had me waiting long enough," he finally said, his voice rasping with an edge that made your heart race. His gaze was unwavering, heavy with expectation and smoldering intensity.

The words sent a shiver down your spine, igniting something deep within you. There was no mistaking the raw edge in his tone, the tension in his posture as he waited. He wasn't going to make this easy, not tonight.

You took a step closer, your lips curving into a soft, teasing smile. "Oh, I missed you," you said, your voice a sultry whisper as your fingers trailed along the hem of your shirt. His eyes followed the movement, darkening as you began to pull it over your head, revealing bare skin inch by inch.

Colt didn't move, but the way his chest rose and fell faster betrayed his composure.

Slowly, you stepped between his knees, his presence overwhelming you in the best way. You leaned forward, letting your fingers brush over his jaw, your lips ghosting over his ear.

"Did you miss me, too?" you whispered, before pulling back just enough to meet his gaze.

His eyes burned into yours, his hands finally moving to your hips, pulling you flush against him. "What do you think?" he rasped, his voice rough with need.

You let your hands roam over his chest, feeling the hard lines of muscle beneath the thin fabric of his blacks.

"I think you've been counting the seconds," you teased, brushing your lips against his in a barely-there kiss.

"You have no idea," he growled, his grip tightening on your hips. "Now stop teasing and—"

Before he could finish, you kissed him, pouring every ounce of longing and love into it. His lips were warm and demanding, his hands pulling you closer as he took control, deepening the kiss until you were left breathless.

When you broke apart, his forehead rested against yours, his breathing ragged. "You drive me crazy," he muttered, though the corner of his mouth quirked up in a faint smile.

"And yet, you keep coming back," you said, your fingers tangling in his hair as you pressed another kiss to his lips.

His response was a low hum of agreement, his hands sliding up your back, leaving a trail of heat in their wake. "I can't help myself," he admitted, his voice softer now, the vulnerability in his words making your heart flutter.

A wicked smile tugged at your lips as you straddled his lap, your knees bracketing his hips. His cock stood between you, thick and heavy, the tip already glistening with precum. The sight of him sent a shiver of anticipation through you, heat pooling low in your belly.

Leaning forward, you captured his lips in a searing kiss, your hands tangling in his hair as you rocked your hips against him, teasing yourself with the hard length beneath you. Colt groaned into your mouth, his hands gripping your waist, his control slipping with every slow, deliberate grind of your body against his.

"You're a tease," he growled, his teeth grazing your bottom lip before he pulled back, his chest heaving as he glared up at you. "You think you can drive me mad and get away with it?"

Your fingers traced the edge of his jaw, your smile turning smug. "I think you love it," you whispered, your voice sweet and taunting as you reached between your bodies, wrapping your hand around him and guiding him to your entrance.

The moment his head pressed against you, you both froze, the tension electric.

You gasped as you slowly sank down. You took him inch by inch, letting your body stretch  to accommodate his impressive size. The fullness was overwhelming. The stretch felt both painful and exquisite, and you couldn't stop the breathy moan that escaped your lips as you finally settled, your thighs flush against his.

You rolled your hips experimentally, relishing the way his member dragged against your inner walls.

Colt's head dropped back against the wall, his hands gripping your hips so tightly you were sure you'd feel the bruises tomorrow. "Stars, you're tight," he groaned, his voice raw.

You began to move, starting with a slow, deliberate rhythm that sent a ripple of pleasure coursing through your body. The way he filled you was intoxicating, every inch of him driving you to the edge and pulling you back again with each measured motion.

Colt's eyes remained locked on you, heavy with unrestrained desire, taking in every detail of how you moved above him.

"That's it," he growled, his voice rough and commanding. "Take what you need."

Your response was a broken moan as your movements grew desperate, the coil in your belly tightening with every thrust. Colt's thumb found your clit, pressing and circling with just the right amount of pressure, and your body clenched around him, drawing a guttural curse from his lips.

You could feel his control unraveling. His hands guided your movements, urging you to go faster, harder, your hips slamming down against his with a force that made the bed creak beneath you.

Your nails raked down his chest, leaving red marks in their wake, and Colt growled his approval, his eyes locked on the place where your bodies joined.

"You look so good like this," he said, his voice thick with lust. "So perfect, riding me like you own me."

The heat in his words made your breath hitch, a soft moan escaping your lips as your pace quickened, your movements becoming more deliberate. "Maybe I do," you teased, though your voice wavered, heavy with pleasure.

His lips quirked into the faintest smirk, his control barely holding. "Then show me," he rasped, his eyes blazing. "Make me believe it."

You leaned forward, bracing your hands against his chest as you adjusted your angle, your movements sending bolts of pleasure through both of you. The feel of his muscles flexing beneath your palms only added to your urgency. Each thrust drove him deeper, hitting a spot that made your body shudder. Your nails dug into his skin, a soft growl rumbling in his chest at the sensation.

"Keep going," Colt urged, his voice low and commanding, his hands sliding to the curve of your back. His grip was strong, guiding but not controlling, letting you set the pace as you rode him with growing intensity. "Just like that. Don't stop."

The rhythm between you grew frantic, your hips meeting his in a desperate, heated dance that left no space between your bodies.

His hands roamed, sliding up your thighs and gripping firmly, his touch grounding you even as your pleasure spiraled higher.

"Look at me," he said, his voice rough but steady, cutting through the haze of sensation. His gaze was unrelenting, and when your eyes met his, the connection sent a wave of heat through you. "I want to see you when you fall apart."

You bit your lip, your head tipping back as you tried to keep your composure, but his words made it impossible. "Colt..." you breathed, your voice breaking as the pleasure built to an almost unbearable peak. The way he watched you, his dark eyes burning with intensity, was enough to undo you.

"Come on," he urged, his thumb finding your clit, circling with just enough pressure to send you over the edge. "Let me feel it. Let me feel you."

Your body obeyed, trembling as the orgasm hit with a force that left you gasping. The world seemed to dissolve, your cries filling the room as you clung to him, your nails dragging down his chest in desperation. Colt groaned at the sensation, his control slipping entirely as your walls clenched around him, drawing him deeper into your shared release.

"That's it," he growled, his hands gripping your hips to keep you moving through the climaz, his own breath catching as he followed you into his own. His hips jerked up one last time, his voice breaking into a guttural sound as he spilled into you.

You collapsed against him, your forehead resting against his shoulder as you both struggled to catch your breath. His hands slid up your back, soothing and steadying you.

"Trouble," he muttered softly, his voice still rough but tinged with something softer now. He pressed a kiss to your temple, his lips lingering there as his arms tightened around you. "You're nothing but trouble."

You smiled, your lips brushing against his neck as you whispered, "And you wouldn't have it any other way."

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You can find my masterlist here x

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we will protect you at all cost, baby boys

Star Wars: These are the clones. They're soldiers, warriors, they're bred for war and absolute dangerous killing machines. They're tough and loyal and hard to beat. Theyre-

Fandom: Baby boys? 🥺 Little Babys who need love and care 🥺 ? Brothers with parental instincts that I will protect with my life and soul 🥺 ? Sweet pure innocent boys-

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ask game! give 5 boring facts about yourself and pass it on (no pressure!)

oh, interesting!

hmmm, let’s see…

I have brown eyes—boriiiing, I know

I’m a Gemini (the good kind, don’t @ me with that two-faced bs lmao)

My ultimate celebrity crush? Theo James, obviously

I crave emotional intimacy but fear being seen and vulnerable (a delightful paradox, right?)

I’m deeply observant and can read people pretty quickly

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STAR WARS: THE CLONE WARS (2008-2020) 6.13 • "Sacrifice"

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I CAN'T 😭😭😭

you ever write a fic and give your characters some fictional friends, and now you're writing fics about your fics because you want to explore every angle? and suddenly you're drowning in an exponentially growing number of fics?

yeah, me too

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you ever write a fic and give your characters some fictional friends, and now you're writing fics about your fics because you want to explore every angle? and suddenly you're drowning in an exponentially growing number of fics?

yeah, me too

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this is the way

Arguments about what's canon and what's not in SW fandom are kinda pointless, I know for a fact that every fan has their personal frankensteined version of canon based on what's best for their own blorbos. I love picking up a random licensed book to sneer at half of its ideas and then steal the rest. Some shows and books and comics and whole movies are simply not incorporated into my belief system. That's how we roll