#gnk droid oc

[jun-hyungs]

b1t the droid streamer + his crew

ducky is she/her and cl1ck is they/it

[taco-pal]

“He...hewwo?” *gonk droids knees shake from shyness and their visual receivers immediately dart to the ground. Their emotional receptors are the highest of any droid* “I just thought that...you needed to know...Fwom the moment I met you, all those years ago, not a day has gone by when I haven't thought of you. And now that I'm with you again... I'm in agony. The closer I get to you, the worse it gets. The thought of not being with you... I can't bweathe. I'm haunted by the kiss that you should never have given me. My heart is beating... hoping that kiss will not become a scar. You are in my vewy soul, towmenting me... what can I do? I will do anything you ask. If you are suffewing as much as I am, pweez tell me.”

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Congratulations of your 30 followers, Kayla 🥰

Can you write a fanfic of Hunter and fem OC named Natalia with comfort promptds number 24 ? 🥺🥺🥺

Of course @locitapurplepink! Let's see what I can come up with.

Focus

Pairing: Hunter x OC

Prompt 24: Tell me what I can do for you

Prompts for Follower Celebration

Hunter groaned rolling over in his bunk. Every whispered creak of the Marauder was shouting in his ears. Paired with the sound of his own heart beat thrumming in his ears produced a nearly deafening cacophony. Even the squad’s GNK droid had been powered down in an effort to ease the migraine currently on a rampage behind his eyes. Clawing and gnashing at the sensitive nerves.

Footfalls barely accented amongst the noise. A floral scent growing stronger as the steps drew near. He groaned as he attempted to turn his head towards the door.

“Natalia?”

 The steps halted and after a moments they proceeded noticeably softer than before. The bed dipped with a new added weight. Her voice breaking through the noise although it was barely a whisper.

“Shhh, it’s alright. I’m going to move you now. Is that alright?”

Given a hum in response, she placed her hands under his shoulders shifting him so his upper body was bracketed by her legs. His back rested against her chest.

“Echo said you were taking double watches again. Those boys can handle a hyperspace watch.” She chided, keeping her low volume.

“’Mega couldn’t sleep.”

She sighed, “You’re not doing her any good if you work yourself into sensitivity. Tell me what I can do for you.”

Receiving no response, the woman set to his blacks gently rolling up the sleeve to expose his forearm.

“I need you to focus on your arm. Let me know if you feel one or two.”

He took a deep breath before he nodded. Her fingernail sluggishly skated across his bare forearm barely making contact. One, then two. One, then two. This pattern continued until the ghost of a smile graced his lips.

“That’s three.”

Natalia chuckled, “Just testing you.”

This ritual continued. Evolving into pictures being drawn paired with the whispered ramblings of their time apart. His heartbeat no longer screaming in his ears. The creaks and groans of the ship falling away into the background. His senses refocusing only on her.