#KRENNIC

[cinelestial]

Ben Mendelsohn will officially return as Krennic in the Disney+ Star Wars series ANDOR Season 2

[foolishskull]

grumpy guy wips

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~ cannot wait for Andor S2

[99tech99]

Masterlist!

Just changed my avatar to an absolutely gorgeous commission by @amalthiaph!!! It is so beautiful and I am so obsessed and she was so amazing to work so patiently with me every step of the way.

I've got a lot of WIPs, so I hope to be updating this regularly as I finally finish things. However, I'm very capricious with my process, so who knows. And they will not be posted in order, but the Masterlist will be listed chronologically.

My blog is 18+ Minors DNI!

(It is beautiful, thanks babe!)

Currently hyperfixated on Director Daddy…

Requests are open if anyone is interested! I’d be down to write almost anything for almost any Star Wars character - just ask!

Most posts are at minimum suggestive, but the rare fluff piece is denoted with ☁️. Mild to spicy is denoted with 🌶️ and actual smut is denoted with 🔥.

Like my work?? Please reblog! ❤️

Director Krennic

Krennic's Glove - One shot 🔥

Krennic (Giving) Head Cannon - One shot 🔥

Krennic Wins Your Birthday ☁️

Sex and Stardust - Longer Fic

Fic Summary: Reader meets Krennic almost immediately at the founding of the Empire. She's Senator for Kuat, the planet largely responsible for supplying starships and weapons for the Empire. He’s building the most colossal weapon the galaxy has ever seen. They find each other insufferable. Naturally, sex ensues.

Fic General A/N: I have the whole story outlined and a lot in my works in progress. Right now it kind of reads like a series of one shots, but as I finish and write more, the gaps will close and be a more complete story.

Featuring Thrawn 🔵

In Which Krennic Miscalculates 🌶️

In Which Krennic Behaves Himself at His Dinner Party…Sort Of 🌶️🔵

In Which Krennic Puts His Mouth to Good Use 🔥

In Which Tarkin Gets His Question Answered

The Dresses - Pictures I’ve found of what I imagine Reader’s dresses could look like!

Thrawn

Manspreading Slut - coming soon…🔥

The Bad Batch

Need a Hand? - Tech x Reader (For Summer of the Bad Batch 2024)☁️

Need a Hand? - Tech x Reader (My Version) 🌶️

Nolan Sorrento

Part I - Reader is brand new at IOI. She receives a surprise at her performance review.

Part II - Nolan isn’t making his move. Reader takes things into her own hands.

Part III - Nolan actually tries.

Part IV -

Part V -

What’s cooking??

Thrawn One Shot

Thrawn x Reader x Krennic

The rest of the Ready Player One fic

TWO versions of Krennic x Reader getting it on at the Empire Day Gala

Sub Krennic/Dom Reader??!?

A super fun Bad Batch Surprise

[starwh0ers]

guess 😋

[missunsympathetic]

the pipeline of shipping tarkrennic to watching a big chunk of peter cushing's hammer horror films is indescribably short. it happened to me, it happened to many of my mutuals. it could happen to you

[overlord-of-fantasy]

Krennic beeing called a child

Krennic: You don´t seem to get the advatages of the deathstar. Let me draw them out to you, since you clearly didn´t understand my words.

Thrawn: Yes, please do so with the crayons you haven´t eaten yet.

[air-mechanical]

Reading Thrawn: Treason and

An Imperial Officer: *exists*

Ronan: I've never met this person, but I know they're a horrible corrupt useless waste of space loser who's obsessed with petty politics and can't see the big picture. I hate them. Unlike Director Krennic, who is smart and perfect and pure and could solve all the Empire’s problems if only people got out of his way for five minutes so he could do exactly what he wanted. I love him.

[deathtrooper1602]

Catalyst: A Rogue One Novel

[uwingdispatch]

Pssssssst Rogue One girlies I finally made you Krennic earrings. Come and get him!

Shop is here. Love youuuuuuu 💜

[enaelyork]

I watched Rogue One for the 50,000th time last night and we need to talk.

Those who believe that Krennic is an unsentimental, cruel and unscrupulous man are somewhat mistaken.

Yes, he is egocentric. Yes, he will prioritize his interests first, yes he needs to be recognized for his work regardless of the collateral damage, but his friendship towards Galen is sincere. I am sure.

I can't believe these two men have been friends since they were teenagers just because Krennic was planning to use him. I also can't believe that he doesn't act a little in Galen's interest (even though it obviously does him a great service). It gives more the impression that he wants the best for himself and that this obviously includes his weapon of mass destruction project. Krennic only sees this option to have both peace and the unconditional esteem of the world. (But I will develop all of this in my headcanon on his background because I am going to write it).

Of course, he places his pawns in order to get his way and what he does is clearly immoral. But the way he perpetually includes Galen in his projects doesn't just involve using him as an object. He wants Galen to work with him like they always did until their ideals diverged.

Not convinced yet? Watch the way he reacts when Tarkin tells him that the betrayal comes from the base where Galen works. How much the idea that his friend betrayed him tears at his soul. That moment in the ship when he walks towards Eadu and the last look he gives to his friend's lifeless body are unmistakable.

I could also elaborate on how he hates Lyra deeply from the moment she interferes with the bond he has with Galen. But I think you're all already convinced, right?

[foolishskull]

small krennic being small krennic

[galen-erso-search-engine]

[99tech99]

PRESENTING MY FIRST FANFIC/SMUT PIECE!!

guys, i am so excited about this!! it is sooo self indulgent but im really proud of how it turned out.

it was inspired by this picture and the thot of biting off krennic’s glove so he can finger fuck you at his desk.

my friend told me i was unhinged to be jealous of an inanimate object, but o well 😅

WARNINGS: 18+ SMUT MINORS DNI GO AWAY, super self indulgent sorry not sorry, finger fucking, p in v, unprotected sex, age gap, a little bit of degradation, a little bit of possession, a hint of voyeurism at the end

like i said, this is my first attempt at this, so i would be very thankful for any and all types of feedback!

1.9k words under cut!

Krennic was getting annoyed with you, but it was hardly your fault. He had promised he would leave the office four hours ago and it was now three hours past your dinner reservation, yet he showed no sign that he was finished handling the day’s business. You could always give up on the evening, retire to your quarters, and hang up the exquisite gown you purchased for the occasion. But his all-consuming work with Stardust had kept Krennic away from the capital for months. There was no way you would voluntarily remove him from your sight.

And so you stayed, making yourself at home in the luxurious sitting area of Krennic’s office, getting ahead on your own work for the next week, replying to comms, and sifting through through the Imperial files Krennic had sent you that he thought would be of interest to you in your role as Senator of Kuat.

But you had finished that an hour ago. You had sighed and paced and poured yourself a drink and watched the sun sink below the Coruscant skyline as the city planet came alive with the night. You threw yourself down petulantly on the chaise lounge with yet another exasperated sigh. A clearing of his throat alerted you that your behavior was wearing thin on Krennic’s patience.

You studied the man before you. Even being in the same room with Krennic was intoxicating. Highly intelligent, unmatched aspiration, sharp wit, electric blue eyes, silver hair…even the way he took that silly Imperial cape so seriously. Yes, he did have a temper and dealt ruthlessly with his enemies, but Stardust was indispensable to the fate of the galaxy. Half measures could hardly be tolerated.

It was no wonder you had fallen for him. All in all, Director Orson Krennic was undeniably one of the most desirable men in the galaxy. And he was the only one for you.

You could take it no longer.

You headed straight to Krennic’s desk, and leaning against it, crossed your arms and scowled down at him. At long last his concentration broke and he glanced up at you with an eyebrow raised and a most dissatisfied glare on his face.

“Well?” you demanded.

He held your gaze for a moment longer. He gave no response but sighed heavily and returned his attention to his datapad and holofiles.

Anyone else in the galaxy might have withered at his reaction, but you weren’t anyone in the galaxy.

Smiling to yourself, you took his left hand off the desk and brought to your face. Krennic didn’t react, but continued to peruse his files as though you weren’t even there. You inhaled the scent of leather and briefly nuzzled your cheek into the soft material. Slowly, you brought your mouth down onto his thumb, swirling your tongue around the digit and down onto his palm before grazing gently up with your teeth, pulling his thumb it out of your mouth with a soft pop.

You gave him a covert sidelong glance. Krennic had almost imperceptibly shifted his position in his chair, but otherwise he was working as diligently as before. Absolutely aware of the effect you were having on him, you smirked internally. You bit the tip of the glove and began to work it off his thumb with your teeth. You did the same with his index finger, and middle finger, making your way down his hand until his hand was bare. You let the glove drop from your mouth to the floor.

You placed yourself on the edge of Krennic’s desk as he continued to type a memo with his right hand. Taking advantage of your gown’s high slit you spread your thighs and guided Krennic’s fingers into your slick folds.

At long last he reacted. By gods how this man knew your body. Slowly and methodically he curled his index and middle fingers inside you, reaching the very spot he knew you craved most. You angled your hips upward, willing him to reach deeper still. You fought to keep your breathing steady as he increased his pace and pressure inside you. The sound of Krennic’s fingers sliding in and out of your wet cunt echoed through the silent office. Your breaths were shallow and uneven now. The challenge of trying to remain quiet while Krennic was composing a memo somehow only made you wetter.

You gasped as his thumb made contact with your clit. You bit your lip to keep yourself from crying out. As his thumb continued to trace circles over your bud you felt a heat rising in your core. You closed your eyes and tried to keep yourself from cumming too quickly. You wanted to savor this pleasure but you were close, so close…

Suddenly he withdrew his fingers. You whined in protest at the emptiness. Your eyes snapped open to see Krennic standing in front of you.

“Well, my dear, you certainly have been disruptive this evening,” he said in a severe tone.

“I’ve said exactly one word,” you replied icily, trying to catch your breath. “Now that you’re finished ignoring me, am I to assume you’re done with work?”

Krennic looked down at his left hand.

“It would hardly seem I’ve ignored you.” He looked back at you and brought fingers to his mouth to clean them of your juices.

“However, there is one matter left I have left to attend to.”

Before you could open your mouth to protest he had pulled you into a fierce kiss. You opened your mouth and tasted yourself on his tongue. The bulge of erection pressed against you. Krennic tugged the straps of your gown over your shoulders exposing your tits. Krennic took one of your breasts in his mouth and the other in his hand. You shuddered as his tongue and fingers played over your nipples. You shrugged off the dress entirely, letting it pool on the floor at your feet.

“Oh I missed you,” you sighed.

Your hands groped for his belt and fumbled with the fastenings of his pants. You felt his erection become even more rigid under your touch. You ran your hand up and down his length with all the firm pressure you knew he could take.

Krennic took half a step back to drink in the sight of you, naked and yearning before him. “Oh, you’re beautiful,” Krennic murmured. You grabbed him by the shoulders of that ridiculous cape of his, pulling his lips to back to yours. Your kisses became sloppy and needy. He unbuttoned his tunic as you continued to kiss his mouth, jaw, neck, anywhere your lips could reach. “Fuck me,” you demanded.

He chucked softly. “Fuck you what?”

“Fuck me now!” you insisted.

“No…” He teased your clit with the tip of his cock which already dripping with precum. “Orson, please” you whimpered.

Any restraint he had earlier in the evening was gone at the sound of his name tumbling from your lips. You inhaled sharply as he sank his cock into you. “Always so tight for me,” he moaned. Aroused as you were, you needed a moment to adjust to his girth, but he didn’t give you a moment. With his hands holding firmly around your hips, he groaned with each rapid thrust into your pussy.

You placed your hands on the edge of the desk to brace yourself. The pain of the stretch quickly gave way to the ecstasy of how perfectly he filled you. Wrapping your legs around his waist, you arched your back and tilted your hips so Krennic’s cock hit your most sensitive spot with every thrust.

“What a display,” Krennic smirked as his eyes traveled down your body from your tits to his dick inside you. “The little Senator whoring herself out to the Imperial Director.”

“Don’t act so superior,” you countered breathlessly. “You’re the one coming halfway across the galaxy for my pussy.”

He leaned forward and nipped your earlobe. “Mmm, not cumming yet darling.”

He continued to pound his dick into your dripping wet heat. He fully laid you down onto his desk and leaned into you. The last vestiges of your composure were slipping. You wound your fingers through his hair and bit down on his shoulder, wondering how much longer you could keep whatever semblance of quiet you were maintaining.

“Go on,” Krennic instructed as though reading your mind. “There won’t be anyone in the corridor to hear you. And if there is,” he smiled triumphantly, “I want them to know what I do to you.”

Your cries quickly became louder and more desperate. “Orson, I’m so close” you gasped.

His pace never slackened. “I know exactly how close you are,” he managed to pant. “And why is that?”

“I’m yours.”

“What’s mine?” he promoted.

“My cunt.”

“Mhmm, my cunt,” he affirmed. His thumb found your clit again, applying a steady circular pressure.

That was all it took to push you over the edge. Your walls contracted around his thick cock as the waves of your orgasm washed over you, leaving you gasping for breath.

Krennic groaned at the added stimulation as you came, but never broke his pace. In the afterglow of your orgasm, you felt yourself getting overstimulated. You squirmed under his thumb. “Too much” you choked.

“My cunt,” Krennic repeated. “I’m done with you when I am done.”

You felt yourself growing lightheaded as another orgasm threatened to overtake you. Krennic’s breathing was ragged as his technique became sloppier.

“Cum for me,” you begged.

On principle he resisted, trying to hold back, but you knew him too well to let him get away with that.

“Orson, cum with me.”

Almost instantly you felt his release at the same time your orgasm ripped through your body. Your cries and his intermingled as he continued to fuck you through your high. He gave a few last thrusts as your body became limp.

He planted a tender kiss on your forehead, an affection he rarely bestowed. “You are kriffing magnificent,” he said as he straightened up.

“So you did miss me,” you teased. “It was difficult to tell.”

Krennic smiled wistfully as he helped you get unsteadily to your feet. “And I’ll be missing you again much too soon. Tarkin has summoned me to Jedha on the next rotation. Saw and his rebels must be made an example of.”

The dismay you felt at the news Krennic was leaving almost immediately was quickly replaced by excitement.

“Are you testing —”

“I can’t say,” he interrupted.

Your face shone with anticipation. “You will,” you assured him. “And it will be a rousing triumph. Tarkin, Thrawn, anyone who ever doubted Stardust will put to shame in the midst of your achievement.”

“Thank you darling. But until tomorrow I just need to focus on you. Come home with me and let’s have a repeat performance.”

You slipped your gown back on and Krennic reassembled his uniform.

The two of you made your way to the office door. When it opened you were both face to face with Brierly Ronan who had clearly been trying to eavesdrop. You fought back a laugh.

“Assistant Director Ronan,” you exclaimed brightly. “Late evening for you?” He glared daggers at you.

“Director, I —” he began.

“Not now, Ronan. You can see I am otherwise engaged. Or perhaps you heard?”

Ronan flushed.

“We can speak on the way to the rendezvous with Tarkin. Good night,” said Krennic dismissively.

With that you pulled Krennic by the hand toward the turbolifts. Only then did you realize his left hand was without a glove. You held up his hand.

“Missing something?” you asked with a coy smile.

He quickly pressed the back of your hand to his lips. “Well worth it, my dear.”

thank you for reading!!!

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tagging some of the people who have interacted with my previous krennic posts or expressed interest in my writing:

@clonebrainrot @znerac @msjackson1073 @sinker003

and unsolicited tags of @zoeykallus and @spicy-clones i know this isnt clones, but you are both so talented and i love your writing so so much and seeing everything you post on here really gave me the inspiration and ovaries to write my own fic.

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