#countessofbiscuit

[cloneshipficquotes]

“What’re you thinking ‘bout, Sev?” he teased, poking the boundaries of this sim. Longnecks hated that: it’s why they let the commandos have off-world field trips to forsaken places where they couldn’t peel back the corners without dying. “Something profane? Something a little non-regulation?”

“The shab is wrong with you.”

— countessofbiscuit, from Suppressive Fire

[rexsokaficquotes]

“With Jedi at my front and brothers at my back,” Rex chuckled, hoping they didn’t scare the everloving shebs off Kallus.

— countessofbiscuit, from Fulcrum

[trudemaethien]

a WIP game

Rules: You will be given a word. Share one sentence/excerpt from your wip(s) that starts with each letter of the word.

tagged by @countessofbiscuit and my word was DRINK. Only two of these are from the same wip. I really had to search for some of them, and I sorta feel like I’m cheating by using a name for K 😅

“Do I,” Rex said, coming closer. “How pretty am I, Thorn?”

Remember, it's up to you how much this hurts.” (Ordo)

It’ll be good for him. (Cohawk)

“Nice shithole you got here, Fox’ika,” he says.

Kix licks the arched cheek of his helmet.

No pressure tagging: @elthadriel @ossidae-passeridae @mamuzzy-creates-stuff @nightfall-1409

your word should you choose to accept the challenge is WIDTH

[ladylucksrogue]

15 questions for 15 friends

Thank you for the tag @somethingsteff and @yourfavoritefridge

1. Are you named after anyone?

No. My parents just picked the most popular name the year I was born. 🤷🏼‍♀️

2. When was the last time you cried?

I don't really cry that often. Honestly though, my uncle's funeral last month hit me way harder emotionally than I expected.

3. Do you have kids?

Just one. It's all the universe can handle…

4. What sports do you play/ have you played?

I did greco roman wrestling in high school. A bit of martial arts, iaido. Lots of CrossFit once upon a time.

5. Do you use sarcasm?

I would never…

6. What's the first thing you notice about people?

Mood for the most part. Non verbal body language. Eyes.

7. What's your eye colour?

Blue green

8. Scary movies or happy endings?

Happy endings. Scary movies play with my anxiety and not in a good way.

9. Any talents?

Not really. I can do a lot of things mediocre but I don't really have any big talents.

10. Where were you born?

Frankfurt am Main

11. What are your hobbies?

Writing, reading, cooking and baking,cosplay, travel

13. How tall are you?

5’7” and a half. The half inch is important. Tem’s got my back on that 😆

14. Favourite subject in school?

History. I loved learning anything I could about history.

12. Do you have any pets?

2 dogs, a shepsky named Loki and a chihuahua named Gizmo.

15. Dream job?

Clinical psychology. I'm already in the field, I just need to get my PhD to actually practice.

No pressure tags @countessofbiscuit @miserableandmagical94 @sendpseuds @heretolurkandnothingmore @ahsokathegray and whoever else wants to join the party

[rexsterss]

WIP game

Rules: You will be given a word. Share one sentence/excerpt from your wip(s) that starts with each letter of the word.

Thanks for the tag @aerjnn! ✨ Started on the Kinktober fics again, and the one I found isn’t exactly the same but it’s similar rip

Word: WISH

It went against his wishes to not forget about them, to remember how Delta Squad was first his, only they were something he shouldn’t think about again.

No pressure tagging: @countessofbiscuit @whiskygoldwings @nottonyharrison and anyone else who wants to join!

Your word: PULL

[countessofbiscuit]

Chapters: 1/3 Fandom: Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types, Star Wars - All Media Types Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Riyo Chuchi/CC-1010 | Fox, Riyo Chuchi/CC-1010 | Fox/Clone Commander Thorn Characters: CC-1010 | Fox, Riyo Chuchi, Clone Commander Thorn Additional Tags: Explicit Sexual Content, Mutual Masturbation, Threesome, Voyeurism, Hotwifing, Established Fox/Riyo, Coruscant Guard, Developing Relationship, Internalized Stuff

Nothing in this world belongs to Commander Fox. His love is all he has and he isn’t known for his generosity. But a pleasure shared is a pleasure force-multiplied or some such kark. He has high standards for his body-double, Riyo higher still, and only one guy might have the skills for the job ...

. . . . 

Whoever sent me an ask years ago about Fox/Riyo/Thorn ...  thanks, I’m still thinking about it. Chapters to be released fortnightly.  

[rexsokazine]

Our next page preview is this incredible art from @countessofbiscuit!

Pre-orders are open until September 23rd! Don’t forget to check them out!

[stuffedeggplants]

I didn't want to hijack/derail countessofbiscuit's post about opinions regarding Codywan, but another thing for me--and this is actually much less about Codywan than it is about certain writing choices in clone/Jedi ships--is that I like seeing clones as the heroes of their own story, as actors who effect change for themselves without needing to appeal to a more powerful person as though they're helpless to do something themselves. I understand that there's some amount of fulfilling the wish for a more ideal world/a monumental righting of wrongs in writing something where a Jedi is made to understand 'slavery = bad' through their relationship with one of their soldiers, then becoming an unrelenting moral crusader on behalf of all clones, but a lot about that dynamic really does not do it for me. (I could probably articulate why but it might take me a few days to separate out all the threads of that tapestry.)

Come to think of it, a reason I like Republic Commando so much is that it very much does not do that. The decisions our characters make don't have a sweeping impact that upends the entire system--they don't have the power to do that individually--but they do make their own, meaningful choices with what they do have the power to do, even if it's just on the level of "throw my dress blues into a trash compactor and walk off base never to be seen by the wider world again."

[authortobenamedlater]

I’m still sick and posting near-forgotten WIPs is making me feel better. I put this on Tumblr about a year ago with the intent to write a longer fic to go with it, but I like this little piece as it is. Even though I may still write more to go with it.

Fic based on this fanart. Editing to add, definitely wrote this with the show in mind but as I read over it, you can make it work for the games if that’s your thing.

@countessofbiscuit (it is your art after all ❤️) @ageless-aislynn @rainintheevening (I know you don’t really go here but this is a good hug story if I do say so myself 😂) @morganas-pendragons @sarnakhwritesthings @naranghim @misscrazyfangirl321 @firstfandomfangirl @ionlymadethissoicouldleaveanask @writeforfandoms @inafieldofdaisies @ladyknightskye @mrgartist really just tagging anyone who’s ever interacted with me about the show at this point.

[empiresmostwanted]

url change

ct-1994 -> empiresmostwanted

I've been wanting to change my username for a while, so this is in honour of my boy Cal Kestis and his imminent return in Jedi Survivor!

Tagging some lovely moots below the cut:

@countessofbiscuit @thisistheendtimes @nottonyharrison @vanserraluciens @bluedaddysgirl @obihoekenobi @queenevac @vanillachip101 @hikime @skywalker-tano-kenobi @stuffedeggplants

[rexsokaficquotes]

He was somehow winning this round, but Ahsoka found Rex exactly as she’d expected: reclining in the curve of the lounge berth, his comical boots propped up on a repurposed droid-popper crate, one arm tucked behind his head, his bronze bicep kissing his ear.

— countessofbiscuit, from Periastron

[phoenixyfriend]

Small Hours

Read on AO3

I keep forgetting to share this! I wrote this for the Star Wars Rarepair Exchange, and we couldn't share which fics we wrote until a few days ago. My project was Cody/Bo-Katan for @countessofbiscuit.

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Bo-Katan is very used to not thinking about things that complicate her life. It’s a holdover from Death Watch training, according to that one medic that fancies themself a psych-med even though they don’t have the training. It’s a bad habit, if she tries to be honest with herself instead of listening to the medic.

(The medic in question is lucky that Bo considers them a complication better ignored.)

(She might have done something inadvisable, without the practice at not thinking about things.)

The end result is that, when there is something complicated and immediate, she stalls out a little. There’s only so long she can ignore some things. There’s only so much she can focus on something else.

There’s a body in her medbay.

The body is alive.

She isn’t sure what to do with it.

Bo-Katan keeps her eyes on her dinner instead of thinking too hard about… him. Chop the tubers. Slice the celery. Check on the broth. Focus on dinner.

Don’t think about the clone.

Should she reach out to Tano? She doesn’t know anyone else who’d have any idea of what to do.

Koska’s going to wake up soon. They’re the only two left, on this transport. Everyone else is underground, or dead, or in the Empire’s hands.

Focus on dinner.

Don’t think about the clone, Bo.

Don’t think about the secrets he has. Don’t think about the things he may know about the Empire. Don’t think about how you can leverage that to take back Mandalore. Don’t think about how Tano could use that to end the Sith.

The chip is out and that’s all that matters and don’t think about the clone.

Satine would know what to do.

She shies away from that thought, too. It’s habit, really. She doesn’t like thinking about her sister. She loved her sister. She was. She was. She wasn’t responsible for Satine’s death.

Not really.

Not when she was advocating for a revolution that was going to end in Satine’s imprisonment, or when she invited a deranged evil wizard to help her take back her planet. She couldn’t have known. She didn’t.

Denial isn’t just a river, Tano’s voice whispers in her memory. You knew, Bo-Katan. You just didn’t want to admit it. It was always going to end in her death, with the kind of company you kept.

It’s no use thinking about now, anyway.

Just like it’s no use thinking about the unconscious-but-not-for-long clone in her karking medbay—

The knife comes down on her fingernail, leaving the skin only just this side of unharmed. If she’s kind to herself, it’s because she subconsciously avoided herself due to years of practice with blades of all sorts. If she’s realistic, it was luck.

She needs to sleep. She needs to eat. She needs to distract herself before she ends up spiraling again.

Just don’t think about the clone, Bo. That’s all.

(Continue on AO3)

[trudemaethien]

here and now, just like this

Besany/Ordo, rated E for @countessofbiscuit for @smut-wars-exchange 2024

“Yes, Ordo, I want to marry you.”

He nodded, swallowed, wiped his hands on his thighs, then held out his hand to her. “It’s usual to say the words in Mando’a, so you can repeat what I say. I’ll go slow.”

“What, right now?” she said, putting her hand in his anyway.

“Did you…want to wait for something?” he asked, glancing around as if an impediment would present itself.

Besany caught a giggle in her throat. “You could let me get out of these dirty work clothes, put on something nicer,” she retorted, amused.

“Nothing wrong with what you’re wearing; Mandalorian marriages can be made before, after, and sometimes during battle,” Ordo said. “But if you’re proposing to take off your clothes, plenty of vows are said naked in bed, too. That would be nicer.” His dark eyes were hot and intent upon her now.

Oh. Besany was swiftly coming around to the idea of an immediate, private ceremony. She flushed, but stood and tugged loose the first set of ties holding her blouse closed, backing toward her bedroom door. Ordo stood up and prowled after her.

read on Ao3 🔒

[ladylucksrogue]

Last Line Challenge

Rules: in a new post, show the last line you wrote (or drew) and tag as many people as there are words (or as many as you like).

thank you for the tags @whiskygoldwings @tealmisthams and @snips2112

It's been a minute since I did a WIP post. I'm kind of bouncing around working on like 2 WIPs. I needed a break from some angst and dabbled a bit in a future scene for the Unexpected series. So enjoy a bit of spice ;)

"Wolffe," Liri muttered, goosebumps rising at his touch as he breathed her in. Her focus on the recipe in front of her wavered.

"You smell good. Like vanilla and spices," Wolffe murmured, his lips tracing that spot behind her ear that made her weak at the knees.

His voice was low in her ear, "Good enough to eat, really."

Her heart pounded in her chest despite herself. Despite everything she still had to do, her resolve weakened with every pass of his lips.

"I'm not sure I have time for that," she tried to reason.

Yet he was already turning her around in his arms, lifting her onto the counter. The look he gave her silenced any remaining coherent thoughts.

"We'll have to be quick then," he smirked.

No pressure tags: @impossibleprincess35, @sendpseuds, @palfriendpatine66, @countessofbiscuit, @frostbitebakery

[rexsterss]

Last Line Challenge

Rules: in a new post, show the last line you wrote (or drew) and tag as many people as there are words (or as many as you feel like). 

Thanks for the tag @cacodaemonia! ✨

“I am reinforcing it in case you do get some ideas,” Coric shoots back, already standing to his feet. “It has been nine years.”

Gonna finish this fic soon, I swear

No pressure tagging: @mithrandirl @trudemaethien @nottonyharrison @anstarwar @countessofbiscuit @elthadriel and anyone else who wants to join!

[countessofbiscuit]

Words: 1000 Fandom: Star Wars: The Bad Batch (Cartoon), Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types, Star Wars - All Media Types Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Riyo Chuchi/CC-1010 | Fox, CC-1010 | Fox & CT-7567 | Rex Characters: CC-1010 | Fox, Riyo Chuchi, CT-7567 | Rex Additional Tags: Episode: s03e06 Infiltration, Missing Scene, canon compatible, Fox Lives, Planet Pantora (Star Wars), Dialogue, Difficult Conversations, Complicated Relationships, Angst Series: Part 12 of Within the Wire

Fox understands the principles of protective intelligence like the back of his knuckle plate. None of it is any use if Riyo brings the rebellion home without telling him.