#hot tup

[sev-on-kamino]

I know everyone loves the “on your knees” gif, but can we talk about this one:

(if you made this, lemme know and I’ll tag you…and thank you because 👀)

It’s so hot, I- 🥴

and his profile 🥵

and the boys looking all serious in the back 😩

*Sev’s brain has left the chat*

[dandorishipping]

hi still alive. sadly i think i may like yone again sorry for liking a bad game

[tup-ika-5385]

Chapter 3 Summary:

Plans are made as Tup's condition starts to deteriorate.

Fic Summary:

Six months after the trials of Umbara, Tup and Dogma are growing into themselves as well-established members of the 501st. Tup's been training more with Fives and Jesse, set on an ARC trooper promotion, and even Dogma has found a place in medical, where his intense focus and organization are both needed and appreciated.

While practicing for his medic exams, Dogma find some worrying abnormalities in Tup's numbers, making some worrying discoveries. As Tup's condition worsens, help comes from unlikely sources as Dogma, Kix, Fives, and Hardcase fight to discover the truth and save their brother.

A Sequel to the fic "A Series of Hard Knocks," focusing on Tup and Dogma as they discover a nefarious plot.

Chapter 3:

To absolutely nobody’s surprise, Tup fell asleep the moment they got back to their bunkroom, and after reviewing his notes with Kix, it wasn’t long before Dogma joined him. Despite the sharp worry clawing at the back of his mind, Dogma fell asleep quickly, slumped against his batchmate’s chest, listening to his heartbeat. It was barely five hours later when he woke up again, Tup still plastered to his side, to find Kix and Fives discussing something over a datapad.

Carefully removing himself from Tup’s grasp, Dogma slid out of the bunk and gave a quiet nod to the other two. 

“Get enough sleep, Dogma?” Kix asked with a knowing look. Back when he’d taken his medic’s exam, he hadn’t slept nearly enough. He could only imagine the added stress that Dogma was likely feeling from this whole scenario.

“I’m fine,” Dogma grunted. “How’s Tup’s scans? Have you two come up with anything yet?”

Fives grimaced, “I looked through what I could find of the Kaminoan’s files, and I couldn’t find anything on brain tumors. Other types of tumors, yes, but nothing from the brain.”

Kix nodded, “It was weird, but we could barely even find brain scans to compare Tup’s to; at least not higher-level scans like we did. It’s like the long-necks used their di’kutla hyper tests every single time, just for kicks!” 

Fives had been smirking at Kix’s words, “for kicks,” when a thought came to mind. “Still, you’d think that they took brain scans for other things. Brain bleeds, concussions, kriff, even their freaky experiments. But we found nothing. I’m just saying, it’s a little suspicious.”

“Hmm. You might be onto something, Fives. Either way, though, we still need to figure out how to get whatever-it-is out of Tup’s head– without the Kaminoans finding out about it.” Kix said, deep in thought.

“Well, why don’t you just remove it?” Fives asked.

Kix rolled his eyes. “Oh, and should I rearrange the stars while I’m at it? I’m a field medic, Fives, not a brain surgeon. That requires special training; that or a really good medical droid.” He snapped before wincing internally at his tone. “Sorry, haven’t had my kaff yet.”

Fives shrugged, unoffended. “It’s okay, we all had an early start today. But if it’s a med droid we need, that shouldn’t be too difficult. We’ll just need to find one and convince it to do the surgery without alerting the long-necks. Easy!”

Dogma raised an eyebrow at Fives’ nonchalance. “And how do you plan on doing that?” Fives was taking this far too lightly, in his sleep-deprived opinion.

Typing on his datapad once again, Fives responded. “Well, if you give me a moment to find the programming manual for those medical droids–” 

“An AZ unit would be better,” Kix interjected, and Fives nodded before continuing.

“Yep, just as I thought. Most droids, even the stuffy ones, will go against basic protocol if it means that their base function is fulfilled. Luckily for us, AZ units are programmed to do what’s best for the patient, above all else! So if we convince the droid that it would harm Tup to alert the Kaminoans, we should be good to go!”

“Are you sure that’s going to work?” Dogma asked, hopeful but still skeptical.

“I’m sure of it! Besides, growing up with Echo as a batchmate, I got pretty good at thinking around the regs.” Fives grinned, relieved that they finally had a plan to help Tup. Sure, he was close with everyone in his squad, but since Echo died, Tup was his best friend, and he hated feeling helpless when his brothers were hurting. 

Kix nodded, and the group sank into thought. “How are we going to get our hands on a medical droid?” 

Fives smirked, “Leave that to me.”

When Tup came back to awareness an hour later, his entire being felt like it was wrapped in a thick fog. If his vision had been a little off earlier, now it was downright blurry, and he shook his head a bit in the hopes that it would clear it. Instead, a sharp pain lanced through his skull and he let out a groan.

Distantly, he could hear his brothers moving around him, and one of the blurs got close enough that he could recognize Dogma. “-Hey Tup, how are you feeling?”

Tup scrubbed at his face with a clumsy hand. He may not have Dogma’s training, but something definitely felt off. “I-I don’t… feel like myself…” He muttered, earning a concerned look from Dogma.

“Hey Kix, does his voice sound slurred to you?” Dogma asked, shining a light in Tup’s eyes, and Tup let out an uncharacteristic whimper as the light seared his retinas. 

“Sorry, sorry, vod. Just need to check something.” He apologized before turning towards the other medic, and Tup drifted a little, in a haze.

“ –Tup. Tup?” Flinching harshly, Tup realized that he’d spaced out again, and the other three troopers were all standing around him. 

“W-what?” He asked, attempting to get up, only to be pushed back down with a gentle hand. 

“We need to get him back to medbay– now.” Kix said, voice insistent. “I don’t know why, but his numbers are looking worse, and I don’t want to hold off for too much longer.”

Dogma nodded, and Tup belatedly realized that he’d captured his batchmate’s hand at some point, but thankfully Dogma didn’t seem to mind, squeezing it lightly whenever he started to drift again. 

“How are we going to get him into medbay undetected?” He asked, and Fives opened his mouth to respond when, all of a sudden, Hardcase entered the room with an enthusiastic grin. 

“Vode, you would not believe the– what’s going on?” Hardcase paused, noting the stress lines on Kix’s face, and how they all gathered around Tup. “Is Tup alright?”

Fives paused before taking charge of the situation. “There’s no time to explain, vod. We’ve gotta go to medbay. But first, I need you to do something for me.” 

Nodding expectantly, Hardcase said. “Anything, Fives.”

At that, Fives’ expression quirked into a small grin. “I need you to punch me in the face.”

Hardcase blinked, and hardly a moment later, Fives was clutching his jaw with a groan. “You could’ve at least hesitated, vod!” He complained, shaking his head to clear it, a sardonic grin on his face. “Right, let’s head to medical.” He ordered, and the others were swift to follow, with Kix and Dogma each looping one of Tup’s arms around their shoulders.

Hardcase followed behind, a small grin on his face despite his growing worry. “You said there’s no time, Fives… why exactly did I just punch you in the face?”

“Come on, I’ll explain on the way.” Fives said, and Hardcase nodded. He’d followed the ARC into fire many times before; following him into medbay couldn’t be that bad.

Once they got to medbay, citing a sparring match gone wrong, it wasn’t long before Fives and Tup were seated on an exam table, being looked over by a med droid. Thankfully, it was one of the newer AZ units Kix had mentioned. 

With Tup slumped on Fives' side, looking increasingly worse and muttering under his breath about good soldiers, it didn’t take long for the med droid to recognize that something else was going on. Thankfully, Fives came prepared, and after Kix showed the medical droid their scans, it wasn’t long before they were deep in discussion.

“Think about it. It’s your duty to save the patient, right?” Fives asked.

“That is correct.” The med droid bobbed his head in a nod, surprisingly expressive for a droid.

“And you agree that surgery is the correct course of action with these scans, as the best way to save the patient, right?”

“That is correct.”

“So, by stalling and informing the Kaminoans, who according to you, would move to terminate, dissect, and study the patient, you’d be letting the patient die, willingly.” 

Fives forced himself to continue, keeping his voice even despite how the words threatened to choke him. Tup wasn’t on death’s door, not yet, but if he kept going downhill as fast as he was, Fives didn’t need to be a medic to know it’d be bad.

“Impossible! That is against my programming!”

“That’s not the way it looks to me,” Fives challenged.

“I cannot perform a surgery of this magnitude without disobeying protocols.” AZ-3 hedged, and Fives knew he had him right where he wanted.

“Check your programming,” Fives said. “I thought saving the patient at all costs was fundamentally your highest order.”

“That is correct.”

“Right, then let’s get to it.” Finally, Fives allowed a relieved look to cross his face as the medical droid was finally convinced to do the surgery– without alerting the Kaminoans. He looked over to Kix and Dogma, seeing dual looks of relief. Hardcase still looked a little confused, having been blindsided by the whole scenario, but thankfully, he’d kept the questions to a minimum, recognizing the urgency of the situation.

“Remind me to never leave you alone with a medical droid, vod.” Kix said, tired yet amused, still beyond grateful that Tup was going to get the help he needed. 

Tup himself was oblivious to everything that had happened, having fallen into an uneasy state of unconsciousness after they’d laid him down on the exam table, not quite asleep, but definitely not awake either. His hand was still being carefully grasped by Dogma as he kept watch over his brother.

The med droid bobbed in the air, quickly getting started with the surgery prep. “CT-5385 is already unconscious, but I will administer a sedative to ensure he does not awaken during the surgery.”

Fives interjected. “Tup. His name is Tup.” 

“Tup? What is a Tup?” The med droid asked, confused.

“He’s my friend; our brother. He’s not a number.” Fives continued, insistent. 

“Yes he is. We all have numbers. My number is AZ-345211896246498721347. His number is CT-5385. 

“Wrong, he has a name. No clone uses their number, not anymore.” Not since Kamino, and definitely not since Umbara, if any of them had a say in it.

“But you are a number. CT-5555.” The med droid’s tone was curious, even as it puttered around the exam room prepping for Tup’s surgery.

“No, I am Fives. Call me Fives.” 

Kix’s face quirked into a small smile, listening to Fives argue with the medical droid. Still, he couldn’t deny the effectiveness of the ARC trooper’s tactics, convincing the med droid to help Tup.

“But, five is a number?”

“No, not five, Fives .” Fives enunciated to the confused droid.

“Oh…” AZ-3 nodded, and Fives grinned in success, only to be crushed when AZ continued. “The difference is minimal.”

Dogma huffed in amusement, appreciating the distraction from Tup’s deteriorating health, however small. As he stood there, waiting for the medical droid to start cutting into his batchmate’s brain, Dogma jumped forward at a sudden thought. 

“Wait– Tup’s hair, I don’t…” Dogma paused, forcing himself to use clinical terms, even though it was his batchmate laying on the exam table, unconscious and vulnerable.

He reworded his thoughts carefully. “Cutting the patient’s hair unnecessarily would negatively impact his wellbeing. I’ve read about other techniques for civilians with brain tumors, but… is there any way to do the surgery without shaving his head?” 

AZ-3 tilted his head robotically. “Hair is not alive, and thus has no pain receptors. How would cutting CT-5385’s hair negatively impact his well-being?”

Dogma paused for a moment, trying to explain. “Tup… when we were cadets, a trainer once attempted to forcibly cut his hair, against his will. After this event, his range scores were lower for a while, and he had trouble sleeping until it started to grow out again. Even now, he’s… careful about who he allows to touch his hair. Losing sleep could lengthen his recovery, which would be harmful to his overall health.”

A moment passed, and AZ-3’s servos whirred for a second before responding. “It would be less efficient, and would be more time-consuming, but it can be done. Hair-sparing techniques will only require me to shave half-an inch of his hair away from the surgical area, once I have applied the proper sealants. Would you like me to proceed with the surgery for clone trooper Tup?”

Dogma let out a sigh of relief as AZ immediately started prepping for the surgery. “Yes, thank you, AZ.”

AZ bobbed his head, hardly pausing from his “I am a droid, I do not require thanks.”

Dogma shook his head, exasperated, before stepping back, reassured that Tup’s hair would be saved. As he moved back towards the others, Fives gave him a friendly nudge. “Good job, vod. I didn’t even think about his hair.” 

Dogma nodded wearily. “He’s going to have enough worries after this surgery. I didn’t want to add any more, if I could help it.” He kept his gaze on Tup, forcing himself not to look away as AZ continued with the surgery. It was lucky that they'd gotten him into surgery when they did, but his brain couldn't stop going through likelihoods of brain damage, skull pressure, even death, as he forced his gaze away from Tup's vitals.

He flinched slightly as Fives wrapped an arm around his shoulders before he relaxed a little bit at Fives’ reassurance. “Tup’s lucky to have a vod like you watching out for him.” 

“Thanks… you too.” 

Even with the additional steps for the hair-sparing surgery, it wasn’t long before AZ-3 finished the surgery, placing a bacta patch over the incision. Once he was done, he transferred the tumor to a microscope slide, which he passed to Kix.

“What is that?” Fives asked, shuddering at the misshapen tumor on the slide, and a pit of dread filled Dogma’s stomach as he looked back at Tup, still painfully still. Only time would tell if there were any lasting effects, so he squeezed his batchmate’s hand and hoped for the best.

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

A Barter 5

Warnings: dubious and nonconsent, foreplay, I am a dark blog and I write dark things.

Summary: You are bargained to be wife to the witcher if he can slew the beast in the village.

Character: Geralt of Rivia

**note, I am not a Witcher genius or aficionado and so I may get some things wrong.

As usual, I appreciate any and all feedback and enthusiasm. Please reblog and leave a comment. Love! 😍

You bring the cloth to the witcher’s cheek. You wipe gently as you feel his bold eyes on you. You meet them and flinch. You’ve never seen irises like that and his expression is forged in stone. Unbreakable. He doesn’t appear very pleased to have his prize. 

You say your name. His brow tweaks. You swallow and put your focus back to the cut. You wipe it clean as he puffs through his nose. 

“Geralt,” he returns. “You will call me only husband.” 

“Yes, husband,” your voice rises as a wisp. 

He surprises you as he grabs your waist suddenly. You recoil, your hands furled as you hold them loft. He spins you and grips the plain wool at the nape of your neck. He rents it so the laces snap and the dress slackens. You squeak as he pushes the fabric past your shoulders. 

As your dress heaps around your clogs, you shiver beneath the thin sheath of your shift. He stands and clamps your shoulders in his large hands. He guides you from behind and stop you before the tup.  

You stare at the water and shudder. After the day’s ride, its heat is tempting but the presence of this man, a husband you do not know, has you wary. He moves behind you, grunting as he leans on a bed post and rips off one boot then the other. 

He continues to undress around you as you wait for him to direct you. You close your eyes as his last layer falls away. He steps up behind you, nearly flush with you as his thick fingertips brush down your sides. He clutches the side of your shift and raises it up little by little; past your knees, then thighs, then pelvis, up your stomach to your chest. You raise your arms to let him strip it away. 

Naked, quivering, scared, you stand trapped between him and the tub. He pets your head, spreading his long fingers round it as he smooths your hair beneath roughened palms. He angles to drag his knuckles down the back of your neck and traces the length of your spine. He trails from your tailbone to your hips and urges you forward. 

You step into the tub as he acts as your balance. He follows you in, one foot then the other, as you wade through the steaming depth. He turns and lowers himself carefully, drawing you down with him. He sits you between his legs, bending them around you as you brace your knees to keep from crumbling.  

He pulls you to lean against him and sighs. Every bit of fatigue and frustration unwinds in that breath. You stay rigid as you feel all of him. He guides your head to rest on his chest then stretches his burly arms over the brim of the tub.  

You stare at the crux of ceiling and wall, frozen despite the heat roiling over you. You feel him twitch beneath the water. Against you. He is turgid and wanting and you can only wait until he takes what he desires. Until he seals your marriage in that final act of dominance. 

You linger like that for a time. His chest rises and falls. You let the rhythm calm you so much as it can. He groans as he sinks into the soak. 

You wince as he curls and arm forward, his hand dipping beneath the surface. He tickles along your stomach, up over the cushiony flesh and along your sternum. He circles your tits with his thick digit then centers on your nipple. He pinches the beaded bud and swirls his thumb around it. A tingle rolls over you. 

You tense and whimper in fear. You’re not ignorant to what husband and wife do but the gossip of the village women bodes of pain and woe. He hushes you as his other hand crawls over your shoulder and up your throat. He frames your jaw and lifts your head. He nuzzles your crown and plumes hot breath over your scalp. 

His other hand descends and he pokes along your thighs. He grunts and you suck in a sharp gasp. You shake and pry your legs apart. His large body cradles yours as his touch slips along your pelvis and his fingers glide over your cunt. 

He pushes his finger between your folds and pushes on your tender pearl. You squeak at the sensation that blooms inside of you. Unthinking, you latch onto his wrist and moan. 

He tuts and lifts his chin to rest on your head. 

“Be a good wife,” he bids as he rolls his finger, the tendrils creeping up your thighs and stomach with each flick. “Shh, shh, shhh.” 

You close your eyes and melt into him as your chest hammers. He drops his other hand to grope your chest again, as if to feel the tempo of fear and furor growing within. He growls as he plays with you, squeezing your bosom as his finger dances on your clit.  

You clasp onto his knees to keep from slipping down and whine. You might try to enjoy what you may before that last wall is stormed. One last delight before a life of duty begins. 

[mwolf0epsilon]

Fives, laying on the tiled floor of the barracks in only his bottom shorts: Whoever is messing around with the simulated weather is a sadist...

Echo, fanning himself with his datapad: And probably guilty of hundreds of charges of manslaughter...

Hardcase, grumpily glaring at them from his bunk: Quiet down, I wanna sleep...

Fives: It's too hot to sleep anyway.

Hardcase: Yeah? Well it's too hot to stay awake! I'm so sleepy...

Rex, dragging his feet as he enters the barracks: Bad news boys, maintenance still hasn't fixed the AC.

Everyone in the barracks collectively groaning:

Jesse: Still?! Rex, I don't think any of us can take this insufferable heat much longer!

Tup: Yeah, Dogma's already melted into his bunk!

Dogma, completely limp and listlessly groaning into his mattress:

Rex: I know, I know... But I do have some good news. The General and Commander took pity on us.

Fives: So?

Rex: They're getting us ice cream as a pick-me-up.

Everyone perking up immediately: ICE CREAM!!!

Rex: Start picking flavours.

Fives & Echo: Rocky road!!!

Hardcase: Cookies and cream!!!

Jesse: Caramel swirl!!!

Tup: Bubblegum with tons of sprinkles!!!

Dogma: Mint, please.

Kix, rolling his eyes and calling over the cacophony of voices: I'll get the Lactaid before you all end up in a line to the freshers...

Rex: I'll get you some Froyo.

Kix: Don't hold back on the gummy bears. I like to chew my frozen treats.

Rex: On it.

[kometqh]

𝐂𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬

501st x F!Jedi!Reader General Skywalker clearly wasn't a reliable source of intell, having pointed you and Rex's squad into the icy tumbra of a long deserted planet, however, it was due to his calculated mistake that the Clones were able to reveal your deeply hidden desires. Being stuck in a cave with numerous handsome, attractive men was not on your to-do list, yet you weren't complaining. Word Count: 3028

Warnings: Unedited, random brain rainbow vomit I had whilst practicing writing techniques <3 It's somewhat (quite) spicy towards the end. There is a lot of fluff throughout most of it! A/N: This is mostly just Tup, Rex and Fives x reader as this was a very spontaneous fic T_T pls forgive me.

"General Skywalker said this would be an easy mission," Fives hissed under his breath, the deep, reverbrating sound of his voice lost underneath the wolfish howling of the wind, clusters of snow beating at his helmet. This was supposed to be a quick and easy diplomatic trip, but where did he and the 501st Legion find themselves? Somewhere on a deserted, icy, snowy planet. "My toes are about to fall off!"

"Yeah, he promised us there'd be clear blue skies and hot weather. A beach even!" Echo added on, shrugging his shoulders in defeat. Rather than being on a hot, sandy beach, the brothers had found themselves treading through waist-deep snow, their fingers and toes turning into icicles, their blasters heavy in their grasps. 

"I thought this was supposed to be a diplomatic trip, Captain," Fives continued, his voice becoming white noise as Rex all but ignored his brother, gracing him with an occasional hum or grunt, to let him know he was listening. But he wasn't hearing. Rex was also unhappy with the circumstances, but it was his job to do this kind of thing. It's not like the clones could refuse not going on a mission, not going head-first into a battle, so he definitely would have appreciated General Skywalker's honesty, over trickery. 

The weather was only getting worse, the wind and snow beating at the men cruelly, the blue paint on their armour completely disappeared under the clusters of snow that had latched themselves onto the clones. 

He paused in his tracks, scanning the area through his optical goggles. He spotted something. Something dark, something round. His men stopped behind him, eerily silent as they anticipated their Captain's next words. 

Rex, turning to face his brothers, couldn't help the way his shoulders visibly relaxed as he relayed the news, "I see a cave entrance just a couple yards ahead, boys! We will seek shelter there!" He exclaimed, waving his arm, signalling for them to keep going, to keep following him. 

In the very back, just behind Tup and Jesse, a lone, female Jedi guarded their backs, one hand hovering protectively over her weapon, the other shielded away in the pocket of her coat. A backpack hung onto her shoulders, the leather material soaked and cold, receiving most of the onslaught of the weather. 

Her mind was wandering, body craving to feel the heat of a hot sun glazing against her bare skin, just as Anakin had hinted to. But instead, she was stuck walking through a blizzard, her body cold and tired.

She had also been excited to spend some quality time with the boys from the 501st, whom she had been recently often paired with for missions. The sight of them all relaxing and enjoying their time on the beach, with their tops exposed, tan skin glistening under the sunlight.. Yeah, that would have been a sight worth seeing.

A sudden, much harsher gust of wind jolted her from her thoughts, clumps of snow quickly settling against the icy skin on her face. 

Her robes, too, were soaked, struggling to maintain the warmth in her body as she did her best to follow the path created by the clones, snow crunching under her winter boots. 

She too wasn't made aware of the true conditions of the mission. She couldn't tap into the force either, to predict or to feel some kind of warning of the mission ahead. What was Skywalker thinking? He was lucky none of her men had fallen! The moment she'd get back, the moment her eyes would land on him, he would be wise to run for the hills. She could imagine the fear in his eyes as she comically choked him out, swaying the male back and forth in a fit of anger.

Relief flooded the squad as one by one, they made their way into the cave, it being cleared by their Captain and medic, Rex and Kix. 

Quickly setting camp, the clones hovered around their makeshift fire, some huddled close together, others snuggling under individual, soaked blankets. The snow had penetrated all of their supplies; food, water, tents and blankets. All they could do was hope that the fire would last long enough for the storm to pass, for their blankets to dry out and warm up. 

"What the hell was the General thinking?" Fives muttered, his eyebrows furrowed. He rubbed his bare hands together until they were warm enough, and then he shifted closer to the fire. 

His feet stung, the feeling just barely coming back to him after that gruelling tread. He was sure if his feet didn't fall off yet, then something else soon would. 

You exhaled a heavy sigh, a blanket resting over your shoulders as you extended your palms out towards the fire. Rex had been kind enough to lend you his blanket, noticing that your robes and skirt were practically drenched from the weather. Sure, you weren't dressed for the beach, but you also weren't dressed well enough for a blizzard. 

You were lucky to have been warned, or rather told, by Master Kenobi of the true conditions of your mission. If you hadn't been, your troops wouldn't have had enough time to prepare for the weather. 

Looking over your squad, you made eye contact with Tup. A worried frown ghosted over his rough features, the creases that you hated so much appearing on his forehead. 

Slowly, you made your way over to the trooper, one hand outstretched.

"Tup? Are you okay?" You asked, resting your hand over his shoulder. As if startled, the man looked to you, his brows quirked in surprise. 

"G-General? Why do you ask?" He questioned, gaze flickering down to your hand, before coming back up to stare into your eyes. A soft, pink hue dusted over his cheeks, and your heart fluttered at the sight. Sure, he was sweet and kind, he was the shyest of your men. He was almost like a puppy, his chocolatey brown eyes so deep, so sweet, you had lost yourself in them again. 

He was the only man who gazed into your eyes long enough for you to drown, a soft smile erupting on your face as you fought your best to not reach up and caress his cheek in your palm. 

"General? Are you listening?" He asked, his gloved hands reaching up to shake at your shoulders, gently. 

Your lashes fluttered over your eyes, taking in a deep exhale, you shrugged. Were you really okay? 

Taking a moment to respond, your gaze flickered up, noticing how wet his hair was. 

"Tup, d'you want me to dry your hair?" The words tumbled from your mouth before your brain could finish processing their meaning. Tup's eyes widened into saucers as he stood there, frozen. You had never been so caring to your men, at least, not like this. 

Remember that pink hue that dusted his cheeks just a moment ago? Yeah, now that's turned into a beetroot blush, the colour painting his ears, his face and neck in a deep shade of reddish-purple. Would it be okay for you to display such blatant acts of affection? Wouldn't that be against the rules and regulations of the Jedi council? Against the regulations of the GAR? If so, would his brothers snitch?

"S-Sorry, I didn't mean to-" You started, your mouth quickly dropping into the shape of an 'o' as Tup interrupted you.

"General, I would love for you to dry my hair." He said with a soft smile, scratching at the back of his nape.

Realising it was too late now to back out, you gave a small nod of your head before taking his gloved hand in yours, the leathery material scraping nicely against your soft skin, as you led him closer to the campfire. 

Motioning for Tup to sit down, you stood directly behind, and, above him, reaching to remove your dry blanket from your shoulders. You didn't have a towel, so a blanket should be a good enough substitute. Your hands reached to remove his hairtie, sliding it over your hand to rest on your wrist, your fingers quickly making their way to masssage Tup's scalp. 

As he leaned his head back into your soft hold, Tup couldn't help the relieved sigh that escaped his lips. Your fingernails grazed softly against his skin, tugging gently at his soft curls, sending eletric shivers down the male's spine. 

But it was when your hands slid from his scalp, over to his nape and shoulders, applying soft but firm pressure against his tired muscles that the involuntary groan escaped his lips, rumbling deep from within his chest. 

Your body stiffened, stopping your ministrations as a familiar spark shot through your heart, right down to your abdomen. 

Your eyes, wide and unblinking, stared into Tup's as the colour red flushed his cheeks once more. His eyes searched yours, a worried glint dancing across as he waited for your reaction. His lips stuttered as he was about to apologise, provide an excuse, tell you it was okay if you didn't want to continue. 

But the words fell short on his tongue as the corners of your lips tugged upwards, your hands applying the slightest bit more pressure to his sore muscles. 

A grunt was stiffled in his throat, his eye fighting hard to stay open, looking anywhere but at your face. He didn't want to make you uncomfortable, give you the wrong idea-

None of his brothers did. 

Though a lump formed in his throat as Tup looked around the cave, noticing the numerous lingering gazes of his brothers as they sat there, watching your movements. He could almost feel the jealousy vibrating off of Rex in waves, his gaze hardened as the corners of his lips fought to stay straight. 

A smirk tugged at Tup's lips, as he noticed Jesse squint his eyes at him. Deciding to add fuel to the fire, Tup groaned again when your hands pressed against a particularly tense muscle in his shoulder. 

"Woah, General, where did you learn this?" He asked, a familiar warmth blooming in his abdomen as your nimble fingers danced across his shoulders, tugging at the black suit he wore, exposed now as his armour rested beside a sleeping bag nearby. 

"Oh, you know, just learned bits here and there when I was stationed with Commander Wolffe," You chuckled, wetting your lips with the tip of your tongue, "That man was full of knots in his shoulders." You added, feeling Tup's shoulders relax more and more, until you had mentioned Wolffe. That's when his posture straightened, from a relaxed lean, to a pin-straight sitting up position. 

He tilted his head back to look at you, a curious yet worried glint in his golden eyes.

"Were you and Commander Wolffe close, by any chance?" He questioned, his breathing paused. 

If you were Wolffe's girl, then he knew the 501st couldn't, wouldn't pursue you. 

Or, if you weren't, then they knew at least they could ask the Commander of his previous.. Experiences, with you. 

Slowly, you caught onto Tup's drift, and your gaze travelled around the room. Some of the men were fully facing the two of you, legs spread, eyes laser-focused as they listened to your conversation, the cave suddenly, and eerily silent.

A shiver travelled down your spine, and a gentle smirk tugged at your lips.

"Oh, just you know, the occasional date here and there.." You said, shrugging your shoulders nonchalantly. Your smirk threatened to grow as you heard someone scoff, and you looked up to see Rex rolling his shoulders, a scowl on his face.

"Date? Isn't that, like, forbidden?" Fives questioned across from you, leaning over curiously, his eyebrows raised, resembling the blue markings on his helmet. 

A giggle escaped your lips as your hands returned to Tup's hair, suddenly remembering why you were giving him a random shoulder massage. You reached over to grab the blanket Rex had given you, placing soft curls between the two valleys of softness created by your hands, which were hidden underneath the soft cushion.

Your hands brushed through Tup's soft hair, gently dragging the strands through the dry, fuzzy material of your blanket. 

"I don't mean a romantic date, Fives, though I wouldn't be opposed to one." You mused, softly tugging at the locks. "I don't particulaly agree with the 'No Attachments' rule. But that doesn't make me less of a Jedi, or does it, do you think?" You questioned, your gaze softening, a small scowl now tugging at your lips. 

"Of course not, General," This time, it was Rex who spoke up, albeit too fast for his liking, "You're one of the most dedicated Jedi I've had the pleasure of working with," He stated, soft footsteps making their way closer and closer to you, "Plus, it is human to wish to form attachments." He whispered that last part, now standing directly above you as you twisted Tup's hair into the towel.

Your heart fluttered at the proximity, warmth enveloping your pinkening cheeks.

"Is it now, Rex?" You asked, looking up at him. Your heart palpitated at the close proximity, your hands gliding down to caress Tup's shoulders. Your gaze stayed unwavering, unbreaking as you looked into Rex's deep, honey-gold eyes. The Captain suddenly shifted, breaking eye contact as he stepped back a little. 

"I-I believe any of us s-should be able to form attachments," He paused, his gaze flickering from your eyes to your lips, and back to your eyes, "Romantic ones, especially." A chorus of 'Yeah's' and humms of agreement followed, catching your attention as you looked around.

The atmosphere in the cave seemed to have completely shifted, the sound of howling wind drowned out underneath the loud beat of your heart. You swallowed a forming lump, looking between Rex and his brothers, Tup now stood by your side, sandwiching your body between his and Rex's. 

Gloved hands came up to softly caress your shoulders, fingertips lightly tugging at the edge of your collar, grazing the skin underneath. 

"What do you think, Commander?" He whispered into your ear, hot breath fanning over your skin.

"Of?" You prompted, turning your head lightly to look at Tup. 

"Of close relations between Jedi and their Clones?"

Your eyes widened, feeling a familiar heat rush over your body, and you took inhaled a slow, deep, shaky breath. As you looked between Tup and Rex, the latter had made his way closer to your body, his hands making their way to your hips.

The sound of soft footsteps reached your ears, and you saw Echo, Fives, Jesse, Kix, Dogma and Hardcase making their way closer to the three of you, looking completely entranced by the conversation. You hadn't casted any spells on them, have you?

Your breath hitched in your throat, shivers overtaking your body as someone nuzzled their nose into the crook of your neck, inhaling deeply, exhaling with a shaky sigh. As they spoke, your heart fluttered with recognition. 

"General, answer the question." Fives whispered, his voice gravelly and deep, one gloved hand gently grasping your chin, twisting it to face him. His gaze flickered to your lips,  just mere inches from his own. He could almost feel the taste of you on his tongue. Oh how he wished to kiss you, right then and there. He was so sure you'd let him, too.

Sure, maybe you did fantasise about the men from time to time, when your thoughts weren't preoccupied by ongoing battles and Jedi duties. How you wished to be allowed to form a connection deeper than General and Trooper, but did they?

"I- I.. I don't k-know?" You questioned, a soft whimper escaping your opened mouth, before you knew it, his lips crashed against yours, his hands latching themselves into your hair, pulling you closer, if physically possible.

The kiss was, to simply put it, sweet. His goatee rubbed nicely against your chin, his lips melting together with yours, as if they were always meant to. His tongue prodded at your bottom lip, asking for permission. Slipping in, it danced with yours, hot breaths mingling together as you felt something press up against your front.

Rex.

You had almost forgotten you were trapped between Rex and Tup, too engulfed with the sudden kiss Fives had engaged you in.

The smell of pine and smoke invaded your nostrils, their scents overwhelming, flooding your senses as Fives became rougher, his hands tugging at the roots of your hair. With one hand, you grasped the side of his face, thumb rubbing soothing circles into his rough skin, your breath hitched as a groan escaped his lips.

"Okay, that's enough I think." Kix spoke, the kiss abruptly interrupted as he pulled Fives away by the scruff of his neck. 

"General? Are you okay?" Rex's voice was soft as he neared you, his breath fanning over the sensitive shell of your ear. 

Inhaling a shallow breath, you grasped his biceps with both hands.

"Call me Y/n.." You whispered, hazily meeting Rex's stare, his eyebrows raised, eyes wide.

"R-Right.. Y/n, d'you want us to continue?" He questioned, bringing a hand to gently clutch your chin. 

Your eyes widened as you took in the situation around you; eight men surrounded you, watching. Waiting. Ready to pounce, the moment they received your permission. 

And receive it, they did.

With a brisk nod, you allowed your eyes to flutter shut as Rex closed the gap between the two of you, his lips rough but warm as his body pushed roughly against yours, your back meeting Tup's chest in a close embrace. 

Your hands rested against Rex's chest, feeling the soft material of his shirt underneath your thumbs. His chest was warm and firm under your touch, the feeling of his heart racing beneath your hand had your own chest swelling with joy. A sigh left your lips as you felt a pair of lips press open-mouthed kisses against the expanse of your neck, a new pair of hands rubbing up and down your hips, encouraging you.

You weren't dreaming, were you? You weren't about to wake up, were you?

Your questions were answered as you felt Rex bite your bottom lip, his hands tugging at the roots of your hair.

No, this definitely wasn't a dream.

And if it was, it wasn't one you wished to wake from.

[voidartisan]

Anyway. Survived another semester. So. Star Wars characters as things my friends, professors, and classmates have said (plus a few things i've overheard on campus). two for the price of one bc in spring I forgor

Echo: Fives! GO!

Fives: NO! It's a free country!

Fives: *starts singing Republic anthem*

Echo: you can't sing the national anthem and BE A COWARD!!!

Ahsoka: Maybe they just really wanted there to be a gay weasel

Barriss: Hello. We were just talking about how my grandma's dog has a foot fetish

Sabine, in a class discussing ancient Egyptian art: Okay, don't hate me for this question, but, in the movie The Mummy---

Anakin: I didn't hit him that hard!

Obi-Wan: YOU BROKE HIS NOSE.

Omega: How’d you get those washboard abs, grandma?

Rex: I'd never say anything like that to you on purpose. You're like a daughter to me.

Echo: Thank you

Kanan: I watched two squirrels fighting in the middle of the street this morning. Kinda gave me Hector and Achilles

Din Djarin: WHO IS THIS BABY?

Rex: WHO DID YOU MARRY????

Luke: OH! I got t-boned to this song! :D

Kanan: Thou art the bomb dot com

Hound, dreamily: I want my ashes tested for narcotics

Thorn: They got a dried llama fetus. From Bolivia

Thire: Not the llama fetus

Jesse: Do you eat the cherry pits?

Kix: No? I'm pretty sure those have cyanide in them.

Jesse: *slowly removes cherry pit from mouth*

Obi-Wan: You'd think that with my very high reading level I would have figured that out sooner

Ahsoka: I mean, Yoda's made it that long

Barriss: Okay, but he's filled with happiness and good thoughts. I'm filled with bitterness and ibuprofen.

Ahsoka: This is why we have repentance and insurance

Cody, speaking to a spider in the shower: First of all, you're a pervert

Wooley, awake at 1 am: Next time, we should do drugs

Ezra: I thought I was about to have my Snow White moment, but instead, I almost got rabies

Leia: I'm trying to tell a story, and you're BOOGIEING

Hunter: I like where I am.

Phee: Surrounded by girls?

Hunter: No. Dirt.

Ventress: Give that man some cleavage

Riyo: When I say I've got that dog in me, it's Snoopy

Crosshair: If I was a bird, I would be homicidal

Luke: They made him straight. And SAD.

Wrecker: I don't need you to tell me what to do, number man!

Quinlan: Hear me out---

Luminara: You are NOT allowed to say that

Anakin: Arsonists are easy to catch. They leave a bunch of evidence.

Ahsoka: Like fire?

Anakin: Like fire.

Anakin, to Obi-Wan: You like blondes so blond that you can't tell if they have receding hairlines or not

Leia: I have no moral code when it comes to my father.

Hunter: I just love you, okay?

Crosshair: Okay.

Hunter: And I'm gonna slap you in the face the next time I see you.

Phee: They de-'tismed my boy

Fives, singing weakly, laying the wrong way on a mattress, with his legs up against the wall and head and arms hanging off the edge: 🎶H-O-T-T-O-G-O, you can take me hot to go~🎶

Anakin: *shows Ahsoka a clip of the Grinch*

Ahsoka: How did they get live footage of you?

Obi-Wan: What were you saying?

Quinlan: I forgot

Obi-Wan: I know; I was just asking out of courtesy

Luke: A FULL rye chip?! Alms for the poor!

Ventress: Hold on, he's gonna do the slutty cape wave again

Rig Nema: He died of a pulmonary embolism

Kix: Happens to the best of us

Ezra: Should I have known that talking in a spoon in my mouth would make it fall? PROBABLY. But what if this ONE TIME it was DIFFERENT

Hera, abruptly: I need to start listening to more ABBA

Tech: I'm too weird and I need to get weirder.

Obi-Wan: Dead husband. With cancer. At least it's in a nice font.

Satine: Hmm. No.

Obi-Wan: I'm sorry, would it be easier to break the news in Times New Roman?

Phee: I am a very patient woman in terms of patience

Fives: *hands Tup his toast in order to take a picture of Jesse lying next to the trashcan*

Fives: *takes picture*

Fives: *holds out hand* Toast me

Padme: He can make that Perry the Platypus noise- and I think that's hot, by the way-

Echo: I’m going to commit a crime if I have to move these gnomes again

Kanan: My gym skills are akin to a headless chicken attempting hopscotch

[masterjedilenawrites]

Hey I have an ask for the deltas, tbb and bois; whichever you feel like or all no pressure. How would they react to reader blurting out "I want a baby!"? I could see some fun silly and sexy reactions from the hot pixels lol.

Fives, Hardcase, and Scorch would react with one of those humorous quips they've seen trending on the holonet. What color? We only have $12. For lunch? That sort of thing. They're very hip on their memes and too quick for you to pull a fast one over.

Boss, Howzer, and Sev can do nothing but blink at your random exclamation. You've completely caught them off guard and they have no idea what to make of this. They'll stay frozen in place until you offer more of an explanation, and even then they'll feel confused for a while.

Kix, Tech, and Fixer just hum at first, too caught up in their current activity to register anything else. When your words finally click, they do a double-take. Wait - baby? What? By now you've moved on so they frantically search for you to figure out what's happening.

Rex, Echo, and Wrecker look around in confusion. Like... right now? They'll laugh along when you admit you were only trying to get a reaction out of them, but later in the day they'll circle back to the topic. Soo... do you ever want a baby though? With me?

Jesse, Hunter, and Gregor are surprised but quickly recover with a quirked eyebrow and an amused Oh? They figure you're just messing with them, but they'll play along with the bit, especially with comments about the process of baby-making and how willing they'd be to help out there.

Cody, Fox, and Tup would assume you're being serious, despite the sudden nature of your declaration. They'll take hold of your hands and ask if you're really ready. Even if you try to brush it off as a joke, they'll insist on talking through what you want in the future.

Wolffe, Dogma, and Crosshair would not be phased at all. You've discussed the matter before. No you don't, or, Yes I know you do, is all they'd respond with. You'll grumble at them for not giving a more fun reaction, but you're secretly happy they know you so well.

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[snotbuggle]

We-he-he-hellllll congrats on 200!! ♥️ Thanks for blessing us with your creativity and talent! 🥹

If it strikes your fancy, I can see a few ideas that would be amazing in your style — consider it a buffet to pick from, or to completely ignore! 😂💕

Hunter on some kind of solo camping trip, LOL

Crosshair and Tech working out 😂

Rex trying to practice flirting in a mirror

Tup figuring out what to do with his hair

Hunter cooking in a kitchen with an apron on 🥹

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Thank you for the sentiment and sending in a request! I had a lot of fun with these, especially Hunter. Also I swear I tried so hard to draw him camping but drawing forestry made me lose my mind. Also it was between this apron and “hot stuff coming through.” Also I have a headcannon that Tech has quite the sleeper build. And Rex I just think is an awkward guy who’s married to his work :) . Tup’s was a little low effort due to the number of sketches. Anyways, like I said, a lot of fun <3

Here if anyone wants to send a request in (x)

[ladyzirkonia]

Not So Silent

Summary: You're not as quiet as you think you are.

Pairing: Tup x reader

Warnings: NSFW, smut, unprotected sex, hair pulling, slight exhibition kink, slight praise kink, Tup is a little possessive, accidental voyeurism

A/N: I so desperately want to get something posted but everything I've decided to write is taking me twice as long right now, so enjoy this short little ditty about Tup, his glorious hair, and his hair pulling kink.

MASTERLIST

Tup freezes as the body in the bunk next to him moves. A sigh, the shifting of blankets, and then silence. 

You whimper under him, the sound muffled by his hand where it’s covering your mouth. You’re stuffed full of him, every bit of him you can take as his hips press flush against yours. 

He’s snuck you into the bunk again, a regular occurrence by now. It wasn’t like you had to hide, but for the sake of his brothers and their precious sleep, he’d prefer not to wake them. He should also be sleeping, but he couldn’t get the thought of you out of his head, so he’d sent a quick message and not long after you were under him in his bunk, stuffed full of his cock. 

He bends down, his breath fanning your ear as he shushes you. “Quiet, mesh’la. Don’t want them to wake up, do you?” You flutter around his cock, hands clinging to his broad shoulders. He chuckles in your ear, the sound vibrating through your chest where it’s pressed to his. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you? All of them watching,” He slowly begins rocking his hips. “Seeing how well you take me, how good you are for me.” 

He keeps his pace slow and deep, his cock dragging along your soaked walls. You whimper under his hand again, your own hands sliding along his back. You slide one up his neck to his head, freeing his gorgeous curls. You tangle your fingers in them, tugging on them lightly as he delivers a particularly rough thrust into you. 

He presses his face into your chest as he tries to muffle a groan, an idea popping into your head. You tug at his hair again, his face pressing harder into your chest as he twitches inside of you. You smirk under his hand, tugging his head from your chest up to your face so you’re looking him in the eye. He looks so desperate, so needy. There’s a wicked glint in your eye as you stare up at him, tugging harshly on his hair. 

He bites his lip, exhaling sharply. His hips jerk, the tip of his cock hitting that spot inside you that has you almost seeing stars. You keep a hold on his hair as he continues to fuck you, his hips shifting so he’s hitting that spot over and over inside you. 

You moan under his hand, letting his face drop to your neck to muffle his own moans as you squeeze around him, his hand dropping to grip your thigh for dear life. 

You tug hard on his hair as you cum, hips jerking against his. He lets out a deep groan, your orgasm dragging him over the edge as well. He spills into you, breath fanning your neck as he groans. 

You stay there for a few breaths before you release each other, his hand sliding from your mouth, your fingers untangling from his locks. You brush your hand over them, smoothing them before you wrap your arms around his neck. He kisses you softly, shifting you so you’re on your sides in his small bunk. 

“Think we got lucky.” He whispers against your lips. “They didn’t hear this time.” 

Several voices ring out at once, breaking the silence of the barracks. “We heard.” 

Your face warms, pressing into Tup’s chest to hide in embarrassment as he laughs, his arms wrapping tight around you. It wasn’t so much the fact they knew what you were doing, it was more you would have to face most of their smug looks tomorrow while you pretended nothing had happened.

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[janesinner]

STAR WARS One shots X GN! Reader Christmas special

How would everyone react by you giving them a christmas gift

Galactic Empire : HERE

First Order : HERE

Galactic Republic : You're here

JEDI :

Anakin Skywalker:

He would be surprised when you walked up to him with a gift.

Tho at first he would act he doesn't want it, but inside he's completely like a chird.

He loves your gift and cherish it

He doesn't bought you anything, but he'll take you for a life time ride with R2D2.

you enjoyed a good time together

Oby-wan Kenobi:

He guessed you'll buy him something for christmas but he didn't expected to actualy buy him the thing he wanted

You remember him talking about this thing and how he liked it but he never had time to buy it, because of the war

It was then your life mission to get it for him

Tho he's never the one to show attachments to anyone, how could he stand a chance to not smile at your adorabke expression?

He gave you a kiss on the cheek, and promised to show you a beautiful place in one of the planets he enjoys to have his peace.

Plo Koon :

Plo Koon absolutely loves his gift and gave you a pet on your head.

Guess what, he has a gift for you too! And it happened to be something you always wanted

You enjoyed the Holiday with him and his Wolf Pack.

you love his mans and they love you. Half of the clones ships you with him.

Quinlan Vos :

Vos never got a gift before, so he didn't understood what it was

Once you explained it to him, he was surprised

He loves his gift and call you silly for buying him anything

Anyone who tries to take the gift from him, will be met with unpleasant consequences

you didn't exactly celebrated the holiday but spending the day with someone you love is more then enough

CLONES :

Rex :

Rex never celebrated christmas before, so he was confused when you bought him a gift

once you explained the holiday to him, it immedietly become his favorite holiday

he spoils you with gifts he bought or get from different planets he fought at

He loves seeing you happy and will do anything for you to remain happy

Fives :

Once you bought him a gift, it's all over for you

He'll shower you with affection and gifts every day

"Why should I give you gifts only on Kismas when you deserve them every day?" "It's 'Christmas'." "That's what I said??"

He'll do everythin in his will power to make you happy. Constantly ask Echo, Jess, Rex and Tup for tips of what to boy you.

All of them are annoyed at this point but doesn't show it cuz they want their brother to be happy

Cody :

"Getting gifts was not something I was breed for." You silenced him with a gifts and forced him to open his gift.

When he opened the gift, he was surprised.

he thanked you for his gift and apologized because he had nothing in return for you.

"Just spend this day with me. That would be just enough for me."

You two had a nice evening, cuddled together in a blanket with a hot chocolate in hands

Wolffe :

His mans were constantly annoying him to buy this for you.

He was hesitant if you'll like it or not, but at the end, he settled for this Item comet suggested. he personally liked it, but the question was, will you too?

Everyone were shocked when you both opened the gifts and realised it was completely the same thing.

Everyone laughed and you kissed him on his forehead, while he blushed in embarrassment,

"We know each other perhaps too well, Wolfy~."

He hates when you call him like that. Call him 'Wolfy' when you two are alone

Gregor :

He always loved spending holiday with you.

everyday, he would wake up firts and bring you a breakfast and a gift for you.

You smiled warmly at him and kissed him.

He never cared what you'll buy for him, he'll cherrish them all.

On Christmas, he would always spend time with you

Howzer :

He loves your gift.

Ryloth is a beautiful planet and he makes sure to show you the most beautiful plaves while you ride on a Blurrg.

You never cared about his gifts.

When he took one whole day off for you, that is the best present for you.

Hunter :

He was surprised when you brough him the gift adn asked what to do with it.

You chuckled and explained to him that it's Christmas. A day where everyone gives a gift to their beloved ones

He felt embarrassed and planted a kiss on your forehead as a thanks.

He strugled for a very long time what to buy you and asked Tech for a help.

in the end, he invited you out on a date, and enjoyed the rest of the day together.

Wrecker :

" FREE GIFTS! OH YEEAAH!" He loves his gift.

he didn't even opened and he loves it already, as he picked you up, his hands tightly wrapped around your hips as he lifted you up in the air adn spinned you around like crazy.

He brought you a lot of gifts, you didn't even had time to unwrap them all before he tucked you down and held you hostage in a bed.

Crosshair :

He pretends he's annoyed by the gift, but he secretly loves it,

Anyone who tired to take the gift for him, got hurt.

He's very grumpy when you wanted to got for a walk with him, but he enjoyes beeing with you, and loves to see your happy face.

You two end up in a festival where he shot many plushies for you.

Tech :

He heard about Christmas but never celebrated it, as he never had time.

But once you brough him a gift, it was one of the rare times you saw him smile

he loves his gifts adn thanked you, while he gave you a gift in return.

it was one of his small devices he made, and it was totaly adorable!

you spend the times together in engine room.

Echo :

He remembers how Fives was talking about Holidays, especialy Christmas. it was their favorite holiday they wished to celebrate one day together.

When you brough him a gift, it was very emocional for him and he broke down crying,

You comforted him for hours and he apologized multiple times.

Once he explained everything to him, you smiled gently at him and kissed his cheek.

"If you want, we cen go to a market and buy something for Fives too."

He loves how caring you are, he ask everyday himself what he did to deserve someone as you.

You two spended enjoying the holiday in a nice place, with a third gift for Fives.

[justkindaexistinginspace]

Rex: so let me get this straight. You *turns to Hardcase* have been dating Hound. You *turns to Echo.* have been hooking up with Thire. You two *looks at Tup and Dogma* have been dating Thorn. You *looks at Vaughn* have been sleeping with stone. AND YOU *looks at Fives.* SAID THE RIDUUROK WITH FOX?!?

Rex: you all have 30 seconds to explain.

Hardcase: the Massifs.

Echo: I thought he was just a regular corrie

Tup: he's sweet

Dogma: And caring.

Vaughn: he's hot.

Fives: it was a bet.

Rex: ...

Rex, underneath his breath: I need a drink..

[thegreymarveljedi]

Disobedient Girl

(Captain Rex x Reader)

Pulled from another previous draft, this is just straight porn. MINOR DNI! 18+ only.

Figured I’d do a little Rex appreciation post cause he’s my favourite Captain. I think he’s pretty hot.

(Divider by @pinkiemme )

Warnings: SMUTTTT, voyeurism, Captain! kink, sex toys (vibrator, butt plug, dildo), pet names, f! Masturbation, gagging, bondage, punishment, oral sex (f! And m! receiving), dirty talk, p in v sex, multiple orgasms, over stimulation, cream pie, cumplay, Rex is kinky af, aftercare, cuddles, FLUFFY

Words: 5.8K+

Today was a training and evaluation day. A very long, tiring, boring day of target practice, hand to hand combat evaluations and physicals for most of the 501st. Anakin had made sure that the 501st had a few extra days between missions especially after the last one that took a toll on the men.

In return, they had a day dedicated to training and physical examinations to ensure they were still in peek performance condition. Rex was walking around the training deck of the Resolute, watching as his brothers completed exercises and evaluations one after the other.

By the time their evaluations were over and training was finished for the day, the men were ready to hit the showers, all of them eager to wash off the sweat from their bodies. Rex stood with Anakin for a few minutes, going over a few charts and strategies before the Jedi bid Rex a farewell, congratulating him on a great session. Rex gave a nod in thanks, finishing off one more document before hooking his data pad to his hip, making his way over to where a handful of the torrent company were laughing.

"Where's (Y/N)?" Fives asked Jesse, wiping the sweat from his face and bringing his canter of water to his lips for a sip as Rex came toward the company. Rex tilted his head in slight confusion before his eyes darted about the training room, watching as his brothers began to make there way out. However, Rex couldn't see their civilian medic anywhere, your absence slightly concerning.

"I don't know," Jesse asked, his eyes also surveying the room before they settled on Rex, eyeing his elder brother with curiosity eyes, "Do you know where she is?"

Rex looked back to the group as all eyes now turned to him, each of his brothers having a different expression on their face. Fives looked smug as ever, knowing that the good captain and their medic had something going on. Jesse looked a little confused, genuinely wondering if she was okay. Hardcase was trying his best to conceal his laughter, seeming to know something that Rex and the rest of the company didn't. Tup and Dogma were quiet, just observing the tomfoolery of the company, neither of them fully understanding the dynamics yet as the two newest members.

"I don't know, she was here an hour ago," Rex said with a slight tilt of his head, voice smooth even as he began to slowly piece together what probably happened. You had seemed a little on edge this morning, stressed over the amount of work today would bring but Anakin had reassured you that he and Rex would both help out. There was one thing he could think of but Rex knew that you wouldn't disobey a direct order from him unless absolutely necessary...or were you going to be a bad girl today?

He was snapped out of thoughts by a firm grip on his shoulder, turning his gaze to Hardcase who smirked at the good captain, "I'm sure she just hiding from you, or she just got tired and went for a nap," he said, squeezing Rex's shoulder before hooking his arm around Fives, guiding the arc out the door.

The rest of the group shrugged, getting up to follow Fives and Jesse as left the training room to go and shower and get something to eat. Rex pondered on those thoughts for another moment before a sigh left his lips, walking back towards the barracks, taking a left turn instead of right to make his way to your room.

As Rex got closer, he could hear the faintest sounds of pleasure through the door even a few doors down the hall. He walked a little faster, a smirk playing in his lips as he came to a stop outside your door, the moaning becoming only slightly louder, but still muffled through the durasteel.

His smirk grew wider, his head handing down as her shook his head, 'I knew she wouldn't be able to wait," He chucked a bit at the thought, turning to make sure the coast was entirely clear before he lunched in the code for you door, watching it slide open quickly and quietly so that you werent alerted of his presence. The door slid closed behind him, the lock engaging with a small push of a button as Rex stood against it to watch you.

He finally concluded that you had left training early because you were feeling frustrated, in need of a release that he had promised to grant you after evaluation were over. However, it seemed as though you were too impatient to wait for him and instead, decided to pleasure yourself. It was something Rex had told you not to do but it seemed today that you wanted to be a disobedient girl which made the captain twitch almost happily.

He told you that after training and evaluations, he wanted you to go get all of your toys and put on your favourite lingerie, all under the guys of following one rule, 'Don't touch yourself till your captain gets there.'

By the look of things, you had obeyed him for the most part, gotten all your toys out including you vibratior, butt plug, and your favourite dildo. You had put on your favourite blue lingerie, the set that drove Rex wild, seeing you in his colours sending his blood pumping straight to his cock. But, you had failed to follow his number 1 rule and instead, chose to touch yourself. Now you were on your back in your bed, eyes closed and fingers playing with your clit while, -still unknown to you- Rex was leaning against the door watching. He waited to see if you'd notice him, his cock getting harder under his codpiece the more he watched.

You continued to moan Rex's name -while occasionally moaning his title, captain, something that had him, removing his codpiece the second it left your lips- as you played with yourself. Finally, after another couple minutes of watching you bring yourself close to the edge, he decided it was time to make his presence know.

"Well, well, well," Rex tsked, watching as your eyes shot open like saucer before quickly removing your hand from your clit. You looked at him in shock, not having heard him enter the room at all but soon, your expression turned to one of regret, knowing that you had gone against him.

You knew you were going to get punished for this and part of you was excited but nervous, "What did Captain say ad'ika?" He asked you in a low, husky voice walking over to the bed.

"Captain said not to touch myself," You said quietly, head hung and eyes downcast as you looked at your slick hands in your lap.

"And what did you do?" He asked, leaning over you and tilting your chin up so that your eyes meant.

"I touched myself," You said shyly, eyes remorseful as Rex nodded at you with a smirked adorning his lips, "Am I going to get punished captain?" You asked, even if you already knew the answer to that simple question.

He smirked at you, nodding his head agains as you looked at your hands once more, "Of course you're going to get punished baby girl, you disobey your captain," Rex said, moving away from you slightly, "Get your gag and the rope mesh'la," he instructed as he pick up the plug and vibrator you had bought on your last shore leave on Coruscant.

You nodded obediently, reaching over to the night stand and pulling out what he had asked for. The rope was standard with hints of silk to make sure there was no rope burn afterward. The gag was simple yes affective, a black ball with blue straps to secure it around your head.

"On your stomach baby," Rex ordered, as he picked up the ball gag, placing it in your mouth and securing it to the back of your head. He then proceeded to tie your arms behind your back, being gentle while still making sure the rope was tight enough. When the rope were secure, he slowly and teasingly slid two fingers down your spine, running them both between your asscheek before sliding them inside of your slick opening, pumping them in and out a few times. When rex removed his fingered, he refrained from licking them clean, instead, using them as lube for the butt plug in his other hand.

"Ass up mesh'la," He instructed devilishly, a groan falling from his lips as you followed orders like a good girl. Rex took a moment to tease the tight ring of muscle before you felt the plug make it's way inside, moaning at the mixed feelings of pain and pleasure.

He watched as your ass greedily swallow the plug, the royal blue jewel sitting snuggly between your cheeks once the plug was all the way inside you. Rex took his time admiring his handy work before taking hold of the vibrator, teasing it over your clit lightly before holding it your pussy lips.

"Now, I'm going to put this in that tight little pussy of yours, but you're not allowed to cum till I get back, understand?" Rex said as he teased your entrance with the vibrator a little more, putting the smallest amount more pressure on it, drawing a whimper from your throat.

You only nodded as Rex pushed the vibratior inside you, turning it on the lowest setting and using his fingers to move it around slightly. You moaned from behind the gag as the vibrator found its home inside you, the low vibrations teasing you and making you think of what's to come.

Rex stepped back a little, admiring the view of you tied up, ass in the air with a butt plug in your ass and a vibrator in your weeping pussy. He moved his hand down to stroke himself through his blacks, groaning at the thought that you were all his to enjoy. Rex moved back to the bed and sat down, manoeuvring you across his lap to give you your second punishment, "Count baby girl. Count how many times I smack your ass."

He barely gave you a chase to nod as his hand made contact with your behind firmly, feeling the heat blossoming from where his hand landed. You moaned lowly, counting muffled from behind the gag as Rex landed another one.

This continued till Rex had spanked you 15 times, your butt now red and heated but only added to the pleasure of the plug and the vibratior inside you.

"That's a good girl. You look so pretty with that in your pussy," Rex's cooed, moving back to your previous position on the bed, "Now remember no cumming till I get back. I'll bring you some food ok?"

You nodded slightly eyes closing to bask in the little simulation the vibrator offered, though those thoughts were interrupted as you moaned louder, feeling the vibrations spike. Rex had turned up the speed of the toy before he shoved your ass back down so you lay flat on the bed, legs already beginning to twitch. With that, Rex left you alone on your bed with the plug and vibratior inside you, simulating your body in a delicious way.

~Time Skip~

It had been half an hour since Rex had left the room, leaving you alone with your punishment. It was becoming harder by the second to refrain from cumming, the over sensitivity of your core growing with every passing moment. Between the vibratior and the plug it was hard, the sensations mounting into a flurry of pleasure almost bordering on pain. You were sweating, panting, moaning, and shaking all together, legs almost numb from the amount of will power you were exuding.

That's when the door opened to reveal Rex with a tray of food and a glass of canteen of water from the mess, a cheek smile on his face and his gaze fell upon your taut form. 

"Hey baby girl." he walked over and set the tray and water on the nights stand, eyes almost never leaving yours, "You doing okay?" He asked, running a hand up your leg then giving your ass a smack.

"Sis-seen!" You said from behind the gag, drool slipping out from the sides of your mouth. Rex chuckled at your continued count of spanks watching as your eyes were blown wide, legs clenched tightly to refrain from cumming undone and from letting the vibrator slip out.

"That's my good girl," He praised, scratching your scalp gently, sending a full body shiver coursing through you. He trailed his hand down your head to the strap of the gag, quickly undoing the strap and tossing it toward the fresher. Once it was off you gasped, drawing in the fresh air and licking your now semi dry lips. You were panting as you looked up a Rex with clouded (E/C) eyes, desperate to cum now that he had returned.

"C-captain, Please," you begged weakly, as the vibratior continued to simulate you, the feeling intense and almost unbearable.

"Please what ad'ika," Rex said teasingly. He clearly knew what you wanted but was being a little shit about. He wanted to hear you beg for it.

"PLEASE! Please sir let me cum I wanna cum so bad daddy, please!" You begged again, closing your eyes to try and hold on to what little control you had left.

"Okay mesh'la, since you asked so nicely," Rex said, moving onto the bed before manoeuvring you onto his lap just like he had done earlier.

"Ass up baby," Rex said and you obeyed, lift your butt in the air as much as you could in your position. Rex ever so slowly took hold the plug, slowly pulling it out and watching as your hole puckered and clenched around nothing. You whimpered at the loss of fullness, feeling somewhat empty now that the plug was gone.

"It's ok cyare," Rex cooed as he placed the plug on the night stand, running a soft hand along your ass before moving to the vibrator. Rex took hold of it but instead of pulling it out, he turned the speed up even higher and began thrusting it in and out of you, drawing a scream from your lips

"FUCK! Fuck that feels so good sir! PLEASE can I cum CAPTAIN please?" You cried out as Rex thrusted the vibratior deeper into you, pushing it as far as your body would take it.

Rex continued this for a bit till he leaned down to your ear and whispered your words of saving grace, "Cum for me."

You screamed as your orgasm ripped through you, Rex quickly pulling the vibratior out of you and watching as your juices coated, the sheets, his thighs and yours, your core convulsing as a second orgasm ripped through you simultaneously. Your cunt fluttered around nothing, trying and failing to take something in to fill the void once more. Rex then put the vibratior down on the nights stand and untied your hand from behind your back, carefully rolling you around and pulling you to sit in his lap properly.

"That was so good mesh'la, you came some much," Rex praised you even more his arms circling you body as he began to massage your back and your arms. You smiled weakly and moved your arms to stretch above your head, feeling your shoulders pop slightly.

"Thank you sir," you said, eyes locking with Rex's as he continued to loosen your upper body, hands finding every knot and tense muscle he could. He smiled and gave your ass another light smack,  moving his hand away after to begin removing his vambraces.

"Seventeen," You said breathlessly making Rex chuckle, bringing his hand up to run his fingers through your hair, "That's my girl."

You smiled, sighing pleasantly as Rex continued to give you a massage to help you relax and recover from your punishment. You two stayed there for another few minutes, just basking in each other's presence. By now you had tucked your head Rex's neck as much as you could with his armour still on, hand gripping the lip of his chest plate.

"Captain?" You asked, tracing circles over Rex's chest where his heart rested beneath his armour and blacks. 

"Yes cyar'ika?" He replied, planting a sweet kiss to the top of your head, looking down at you with a smile.

"Can I pleasure you now?" You asked innocently, eyes meeting his as you moved away from his neck.

"Of course you can ad'ika," Rex said as he cupped your cheek. You leaned into his touch, turning to kiss his palm before your eyes met once more. You nodded and slid from his lap, carefully lowering yourself onto the floor to begin removing his leg armour. Rex watched as you meticulously removed his armour, placing it next to the bed in the order you knew he liked, being respectful of the plastoid used to protect the men.

Rex offered his assistance by removing his vambraces, gloves and rerebraces, moving up his arm until they were left covered by his blacks. He passed each piece to you, admiring how you took such good care of each piece. Once his legs were bare, you stood up, sliding your hands up his chest and finding the latches on his shoulders to remove his cuirass. Rex closed his eyes as you worked, enjoying being taken care of even if today was supposed to be about you.

Soon his armour had been removed, placed neatly in an orderly pile next to the bed. You moved back to him and hooked your thumbs wordlessly into the hem of his shirt, tugging the fabric up and off of his body to reveal his muscular torso. Your eyes stayed gazing at his chest for a moment before you moved onto Rex's bottom's, eyes locking with his as you silently asked for permission to remove them. The captain lifted his hips off the bed to give you room, pulling his black bottoms and standard issue boxers off in one smooth motion.

You took the time to fold his blacks and place them on top of his armour before turning back to Rex on your knees. You ran your hands up and down his powerful thighs, feeling how the muscles contracted under your touch. You kissed along his legs, making your way up to his throbbing cock, watching as it bobbed with his restraint not to pick you up and fuck you.

You smiled up at your captain before taking hold of his dick, giving it a few experimental pumps before licking from the base to the tip, taking him into your mouth slowly. You took your time swallowing him, eyes flickering up to his face to gage his expression.

Rex sat there in pure bliss, hand coming up to stroke your hair as you continued to suck him off, "That's feel so good ad'ika," he praised, threading his fingers in your hair as you took him deeper.

You sucked a little harder, pulling off only slightly to focus on his tip, lapping at the sensitive head. Rex threw his head back, grunting at how good it felt to have your mouth on him. His grip on your hair tightened, urging you to take more of him in your mouth once more. Soon you were deepthroating him, thanking the maker that you had no gag reflex to hinder your ability to bring Rex pleasure. You felt Rex's cock twitch inside your throat, prompting you to hollow your cheeks and suck a little harder.

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum cyare," He moaned, both of his hand finding purchase in your hair as he flooded your mouth and throat with his cum. You took a deep breath through your nose, eyes closing as you sat on your knees and took his load.

"Such a good girl for me," he said huskily, pulling his dick from your mouth, watching as you quickly shut your mouth, eyeing him in a wordless gesture.

"Open," He ordered, groaning as you opened your mouth and showed him his juices that coated your mouth and throat. It was a filthy thing to enjoy the sight but Rex couldn't get enough of it, knowing that you were his and only his.

"Swallow," He growled, watching as you obeyed him, swallowing him cum and opening your mouth to show him that you did. Rex let pleased growl simmer in his throat, leaning down and planting a bruising kiss to your lips.

"Good girl," Rex praised as he brought you back onto his lap, arms circling you somewhat possessively even if he knew you were going anywhere. He began kissing, biting, sucking and licking your neck while grabbing your ass firmly in his hands, needing the soft yet muscular flesh in his large, warm palms.

You moaned as he took one of your breasts in his mouth, suck vigorously on your nipple like a hungry man. He moved his hands from your supple behind, running them up and down your back soothingly. Rex took a moment to bask in the feeling of you in his arms, mouth wrapped around one of your breasts and hands roaming your body as if you commit everything to memory once more.

He pulled away from your chest, gently laying you down on your back as he kissed down your body, worshipping your every curve and dip, every little scar or beauty mark he found. He kissed his way down until he reached your clit, looking up at you to take in your features. Sweat gleamed on your forehead, cheeks red and eyes shining and blown wide with lust, your lips caught between your teeth in anticipation for his next move. Rex licked his lips, taking one last moment to admire your beautiful body before abruptly leaning down, licking a long strip up you folds, sucking your lips into his mouth before moving on to your clit, a sharp, breathy, moan leaving your body.

"Mmmm, you taste so good ad'ika, so sweet," Rex said as he sucked harshly at your clit. All you could do was moan and buck your hips into his mouth, feeling over sensitive from his earlier punishment. Rex moved his mouth down to your abused hole, watching as it fluttered just from his hot breathe. He stuck his tongue out, licking from your entrance to your clit and back before dipping inside of you, a loud drawn out moan falling from your lips. He brought one of his hands up to rub rough circles on your clit.

"C-captain, I-I'm close," You moaned, stuttering as you bucked your hips into his mouth and hand, feeling your orgasm coming quickly.

"That's it cyar'ika, you like it when I devour your pussy don't you? You like when I play with your clit? You like when I shove my fingers inside you and pump them till you cum?" Rex said as he moved his fingers and tongue faster on your clit, moving his other hand down to your pussy lips and entering 3 fingers inside you making you scream. You threw your head back, neck strained slightly as your hands came down to Rex's wrist, trying to push him away from your over sensitive lips.

"Can I cum captain! Please captain can I!" You begged, panting and writhing about as his fingers even moved faster. His pace on your clit was blindingly fast as his fingers inside you moved with a speed akin to hyperspace, bringing stars to the front of your vision.

"Cum for your captain ad'ika, cover my fingers and tongue in your sweet juices," Rex said, pressing his fingers against your g-spot, tongue lapping at your clit aggressively. The action had you screaming as you came on his fingers and tongue, legs shaking and pussy clenching around his digits.

Rex pulled away from your lower half, chin covered in your sweet nectar as he brought his fingers to his mouth, licking them clean of your juices before moving back up your body, leaning down and kissing your lips. He hungrily nipped at your lips, giving you a taste of yourself which made your breath hitch. He pulled away all too soon, hand reaching down to give himself a few pumps, a deep groan leaving his lips.

"You taste so good mesh'la," Rex said as he lined himself up with your dripping core, cock weeping with the need to finally feel your warmth around him.

You laid there panting beneath him, staring into those amber eyes that you had seen on thousands of men. But Rex's were somehow different, with a touch more brown along the bottom of his iris and more depth to get lost in. You brought your hand up to his face, your thumb brushing against his cheek softly as you admired him. You moved down his body next, tracing the scars on his chest and his arms, many of which had long since healed and faded though a few new ones took there place, nothing major but still added to his collection of what you had dubbed his trophies of war. Your eyes trailed back up to Rex's, smiling up at the man you so luckily called your own.

"Even with all these scars you're still the most handsome man I've ever known. These scars just mean you're a warrior, someone who does whatever he can to protect his brothers, his family," You said as you looked up at him, bringing your hand back up to his face. You cupped his cheek again, just holding him there, the trance of lustful need broken for a moment in favour of soft blissful intimacy shared between soulmates.

Rex looked down at you with eyes to innocent for someone who had just dragged two powerful orgasms out of you. But soon his lips morphed into a gentle smile, not a smirk, or a cocky grin, but a really genuine smile. He leaned down, lips meeting yours in a gentle, loving kiss, lips soft as they fit together like puzzle pieces.

"Thank you," Rex said quietly, taking a moment to relish in the calm, intimate atmosphere that you two had created, greatful to have you in his arms. As he pulled away. You just smiled up at his and wrapped your arms around his neck.

"You ready mesh'la?" Rex asked, his voice low and lustful, sending a tingle up your spine. All you could do was nod, hands coming up to grasp at what little hair his blonde buzz cut offered as your eyes rolled back, head fall back toward the mattress as Rex pushed inside of your awaiting walls.

"Mmm, Fuck captain, you're so big," You moaned at the pleasurable sensation, feeling entirely filled by the man above you. This wasn't your first time with Rex and it most certainly wouldn't be the last, but even after having the vibrator and Rex's finger give you two orgasms to stretch you open, he was still quite big.

"You like the feeling of my cock inside your pussy ad'ika, like how it's stretching you so much, you like it when fuck you," Rex spoke huskily to you, continuing to whisper dirty things as his hips finally rested flush against yours.

"Yes sir," you said breathlessly, feeling the air leave your lungs. It was then an idea popped into your head, a risky idea and could get you punished again but you wanted to push Rex, wanted to rile him up.

"Does my tight little pussy feel good around your cock captain? Does it milk your big cock well," you said confidently, wiggling your hips to emphasize, clenching your core to draw him in.

Rex was about to start thrusting though he stopped abruptly when he heard you say such vulgar things. Your actions coupled with your words drew a slight grunt from the captain, not having expected such display.  He looked up at you with dark, lustful eyes and for a moment, the confidence drained from your system, replaced by fear and doubt about your words.

Rex smirked, pulling almost all the way out of you, leaving just a sliver of his tip in to tease you. He stayed there for a moment, taking his time and letting you squirm, anticipating his next move just by looking in his eyes. You went to open your mouth, a snarky quip on the tip of your tongue, though before it could see the light of hyperspace, Rex slammed back into you, electing a scream from your lips instead.

"That's it baby girl, scream for your captain.  Scream my name as I pound into your pussy," Rex said as he drove his cock into you with quick, forceful thrusts, his filthy words making your hips buck and his name fall from your lips in a loud yell.

He thrusted into you without hesitation, hips slapping against your forcefully. You could feel your asscheeks bounce with every one of his thrusts, skin slapping against skin, heat blooming over your behind with how hard Rex pounded into you. You could feel your legs shake as Rex gripped your tights, pushing your legs into your chest for an even deeper angle.

The position had you keening, back arched in the heated pleasure you were receiving. Your hands gripped the sheet below you as Rex leaned over your body, nipping at your neck and listing to every moan and whimper you released. He groaned in your ear, thrusts never faltering in their haste to bring you to orgasm, his rhythm remain ing consistent and steadfast.

"Faster captain, Please!" You begged. You were a panting, moaning mess as Rex flipped you over onto your hands and knees, someone how maneuvering you so well that he didn't need to pull out. That realization flooded you with even more arousal, knowing that there must have been a part of him that didn't want to come out even to change positions.

"As you wish mesh'la," Rex said lowly, speeding up his pace as his grip on your hips tightened, using your love handles to his advantage. He leaned down and kissed your neck then moved to kiss your shoulder blades and down your back.

He moved his hands around your body till one was on your breasts, needing your mounds and pinching your nipples between his fingers as the other went down you pinch and rub your clit. You screamed at the over simulation of your body hips stuttering ever so slightly before you began to thrust your hips back to met Rex's brutal pace.

"I'm so close Rex," you moaned as you felt him pick up the pace, hips slammed into your ass with force that would surely leave bruises in their wake.

"Me too cyar'ika," Rex whispered in your ear as he sped up the movements of his hands, furiously rubbing your abused clit. You moaned loudly at the continued simulation, feeling your orgasm begin to run down you legs. Rex could feel it in the way you clenched around him, gripping his cock like vice as his thrusts became sloppy. He leaned down as best he could, lips finding your ear as he gave a teasing nip and a few words that took the breath right out of you.

"Cum for me." You screamed as your orgasm ripped through your body, arms shaking as they gave out beneath you. The movement caused your ass to hike up further, the new angle allowing Rex to thrust even further into your warmth.

You heard grunting from behind you, knowing that he was close to his end just from the way his breathing chanced. At that moment, you wanted to feel him cum, needed him to fill you, so you decided to push him over the edge.

"Please cum inside me with your big cock Captain, want you to fill me with your sweet cum, please," you begged desperately, wanting to feel every inch of him fill every crevice of your pussy. You looked back at him over your shoulder, forehead gleaming with sweat and eyes dilated almost beyond recognition. Rex stared at you before listening to the very low whimpered plea that left your lips.

"Please Captain."

Rex let out a loud grunt turned groan, hips stuttering as he released his seed deep within you, coating your inner wall in a creamy white. You moaned loudly, back arching at the sensation of being filled by your captain before collapsing on the bed, exhausted and ready to sleep.

Rex pulled out of you slowly, arms twitching with the sensation of just how tight you were even after your orgasm. He fell almost unceremoniously onto the bed next to you, a smirk pulling at his lips at your blissed out expression, pulling the covers over top of both of you, to rest just above your chest.

He wrapped his arm around your waist, gently pulling you into his chest, with a blissful smile on his face. He placed kisses to the top of your head and forehead, whispering sweet words in your ears and praising you for being such a good girl as you came down from cloud nine.

"Thank you, Rex," You said as you relaxed into his strong arms, feeling his chest rumble with a chuckle. His smooth, warm skin was a comfort to you would never tire of, feeling him beneath you a treat in it own regard.

Rex smiled at your thanks, reaching one arm behind to grab the careen of water on the night stand. He brought it to your lips tentatively, encouraging you to sip slowly but drink as much as you could because of how much you'd exerted yourself. Once the water was finished her placed it back on the night stand in favour for a ration bar, following the same pattern and encouraging you to eat something. You did so without fuss, grateful for the nourishment after such events. Once the ration bar was gone, you snuggled up to Rex once more, kissing his chest just above his heart as your eyes fluttered closed.

"Sleep well ner Baar'ur'ika, you did so well for me," Rex said as he kissed the crown of your head. You smiled at the praise, feeling a full body shiver rack your shoulders, and not from the cold. Rex however, went the extra mile and pulled the blanket right up to your chin, bundling you in a cocoon of warmth from the blanket and himself.

All too soon, you were lulled to sleep by the steady rise and fall of Rex's chest, his breathing patterns even and his heart beat steady. Your heart beat a one, a perfect match fitting together.

Alrighty peeps, let me know what you think of this one! Any requests can be dropped in my ASK section or pm me! (Next story is scheduled for March 14th, 2025 drop a thumbs up if you would like to be tagged when it comes out!)

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Fanfic writer interview

Thank you for the tag @sinvulkt 💙

What fandoms do you write in?

Literally just various Star Wars media atm. The main focus for 2024 was the prequel era, mostly The Clone Wars and some Bad Batch.

How many words have you published in 2024?

172,387 according to my stats. I wrote more than that though, and I still plan on posting and backdating approximately 5 one-shots I wrote in 2024 but never got around to post.

What are your top three fics you’ve written this year?

I despise/love them all equally I guess if I had to choose, I'm still really happy with these three: Wanted, a gift for @omaano in which Dogma gets morning snuggles from Tup and Fives. Idk why this pairing is so rare, they're underrated!! The Meaning Is Ours, the first fic I ever wrote that's entirely original characters, for the 2024 Trans Clone Week. Both Hunter and Prey, my fic for the DinLuke mini bang in which Luke is a vampire and on the hunt for a certain Mandalorian. I just think it's hot sklfjadlksfj.

What was your biggest pit of despair moment?

Oh boy... maybe writing the gift fic for the Star Wars Rare Pairs exchange. It just kept getting longer and longer!! Which, really, I should have probably expected, because among other ships my giftee requested Polybatch with a focus on Echo getting railed and I just couldn't resist, and of course all the Batch members wanted a turn. And the fic kept being a thorn in my eye even after it was posted because people would request another fic based on a flashback scene that's maybe one paragraph long, all without complimenting the 13k I'd already written 😭 like, you really expect me to write more fic for you when you can't even comment on the fic that's already there??? Idk what to tell you but fanfiction writers aren't content machines where you can just press a button that says "Next story, please!"

What have you learned?

That people will love the fics you think are hot garbage and entirely pass by the stories you put a lot of thought and energy into. It's an old lesson but one I have to keep re-learning.

Did you beta any fics? Any faves you want to shout out?

I betaed or cheerread two or three things but I don't know if they've even been posted...

What three fics have you read this year that you love?

I have to admit that I don't read a lot of fanfiction, but these three I've found in my bookmarks: Ready Room by countessofbiscuit, in which Fi and Corr make out - ultra rare pair content from the Republic Commando novels and so sweet and silly (like Fi) and just a tiny bit bittersweet! Nine-Seven by Trudemaethien, with some platonic Sev & Niner. It's just so refreshing to see aroace headcanons finally arriving in fandom. Save an AT-RT (Ride an ARF Trooper) by BilbosMom, WaxerBoil, containing both smut and humor - my favourite combination!!

What ideas are percolating for next year?

Nothing concrete so far. Maybe finish some of the WIPs in my pile, try to write more than one fic for the Codywan First Kiss Bingo so I'll at least get a bingo, and try to write something for the @cloneshiprarepair monthly ships (go check out this event btw, there are some crunchy ships getting served up!). Probably try to sign up for fewer exchanges because I can feel my interest in Star Wars slipping.

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Alien Fantasy-File 12: A Human's threshold for heat.

The scorching heat bore down on Caroline's hazmat suit as she strained against the cart's weight. The pieces of Nexorite were pretty, but god. Each push felt like moving a mountain.

"Just... a bit... further." Caroline grunted, her muscles screaming in protest. The cart's wheels groaned against the rocky terrain.

"(Taht htiw pleh em tel ,ereH!)" a deep, gravelly noise rumbled from behind her. Caroline spun around, wiping sweat from her brow as she faced Koh'ro. Their size alone made Caroline feel like a child in comparison. Without waiting for her response, Koh'ro stepped forward and gave the cart a gentle nudge. The heavy load that had Caroline struggling moved without strain.

"(Ti tup ot em tnaw uoy od erehW?)" Koh'ro's rumbled again. Caroline reached up and slapped the side of her ear in frustration. The translator implant crackled with static before dying completely. 

"Damn thing's acting up again." she muttered. One accident is all it took for this to happen. It was gonna be a pain to fix.

 "Over there." she pointed towards the ship's light. Koh'ro grunted in response and moved. The cart glided smoothly under their strength until it reached the designated spot. A blue light enveloped the cargo, and within seconds, the Nexorite crystals materialized inside the ship's hold.

"Thanks for the assist." Caroline said, giving them a thumbs up. Koh'ro responded by thumping their chest with a sound like boulders colliding. Looking at Koh'ro now, She didn't know why she was terrified of them at first. They were pretty friend shaped for what looked like a fusion between a silverback and a boulder. The other aliens seemed surprised at how there wasn't a fight. 

Carol took a moment and unzipped her suit, letting it drop to her waist and allowing her upper body to breathe. The heat was killing her.

Koh'ro suddenly pointed at Caroline's body, making a gesture that mimicked steam rising. Their rocky features twisted into what passed for concern among their species. Caroline looked down at herself, her tank top had a few wet patches. She lifted an arm and took a sniff.

...And immediately regretted the decision. 

The planet's temperature was survivable. but it could be pretty irritating. Multiple active lava flows in this particular region didn't help matters. Pools of molten rock dotted the landscape, making the already hot environment nearly unbearable.

"How long have I been at this?" Caroline wondered aloud, checking her clock. The display showed she'd been working for nearly six standard hours. Koh'ro made a series of grinding sounds that Caroline interpreted as speech, despite her malfunctioning translator. They gestured to indicate they'd seen other humans in similar states of exhaustion and sweat.

The massive alien reached down and patted Caroline's back with surprising gentleness for a being made primarily of living rock. They then lowered themselves slightly, gesturing for her to climb aboard.

"You sure?" Caroline asked, but Koh'ro just patted their own back again. With practiced ease - this wasn't their first such arrangement - Caroline scrambled up onto Koh'ro's broad, crystalline back. She found a comfortable position between two larger mineral protrusions that made for good handholds.

"Lead the way, big guy." she said, settling in for whatever destination Koh'ro had in mind. The massive alien began moving at a brisk pace. The crystalline formations on their back provided points for Caroline to hold onto, though she'd learned early on to wear thick gloves when riding. 

As they traveled, the landscape changed gradually. The rocky terrain remained constant, but the number of lava flows increased. Caroline's sweat-soaked clothes began to steam slightly in the intense heat. Other members of Koh'ro's species could be seen in the distance, some working at mineral extraction sites, others carrying loads that would require heavy machinery for humans to move. 

"You know? when Command first assigned us to this planet, they warned us about potential hostile life forms. Imagine their surprise when our first contact report included piggyback rides." She could feel Koh'ro's vibrating their body, making Caroline grip tighter to maintain her balance. 

They passed by one of the larger mining operations, where several human crew members were working alongside Koh'ro's people. The sight of the two species cooperating had become commonplace over the past few months. Humans operated drilling equipment while their alien partners used their natural abilities to locate the richest mineral deposits.

The heat continued to increase as they moved and Caroline could feel fresh sweat breaking out across her skin. She looked down and saw a massive river of lava. And in it, several of Koh'ro's folks were bathing. They looked up, one of them clanked eagerly and swam closer to the bridge they were walking on.

"(!ecin os sleef tI !su nioj emoC !eniloraC)". They creaked, Swaying their hands in the lava. Splashing some waves upward. Not high enough to reach Carol, but Koh'ro instinctively backed away to protect her. One of the nearby partners slammed their fist into the eager one.

"(!?REH MRAH OT GNIYRT UOY ERA !TAHT POTS)" They crackled their fist. The eager one seemed to realize their mistake. "(.em esucxE .thgir ,hO.)" Carol looked down curiously, slapping her ear one more time. Goddamn it. Still no dice. The duo continue to walk. Caroline tugging at her tank top in an attempt to alleviate some of the heat. She felt the temperature gradually decrease as Koh'ro carried her further from the lava fields. While the change wasn't dramatic, even a slight reprieve from the intense heat was welcome. 

"At least we're moving away from those lava pools." Caroline said, adjusting her grip on Koh'ro's protrusions.  After a few more minutes of walking, they came to a stop. Before them stretched a stunning expanse of seafoam green water, groups of steam rising from its surface.  The hot springs - one of the planet's more hospitable features, at least for humans.

"Oh thank god. This is exactly what I needed." Caroline breathed, already reaching for the rest of zipper of her suit.  She began peeling away the rest of her suit, working it down her legs until it pooled around her ankles. Koh'ro, remembering past interactions with humans, quickly turned around to give her privacy. Caroline couldn't help but chuckle.

"It's okay, big guy. I'm wearing a swimsuit underneath. Standard protocol for water-adjacent missions - you never know when you might need to take a dip."

She kicked the suit aside, adding her damp tank top to the pile. Now standing in nothing but a black one-piece swimsuit. Without hesitation, she took a running leap into the spring, letting out a whoop of joy as she dove beneath the surface. 

The water was exactly the right temperature - hot enough to soothe her aching muscles but not so hot as to be uncomfortable. When she surfaced, she released a long, satisfied sigh.

"This is heaven..." she said, beginning to scrub away the day's grime from her arms and shoulders. She noticed Koh'ro standing at the edge, watching her with what seemed to be curiosity. 

"Don't just stand there! Come on in - the water's perfect!"

Koh'ro carefully entered the spring, their massive form displacing enough water to create small waves. They lowered themselves until they were sitting, the water reaching their midsection.

As Caroline floated nearby, she noticed a patch of dirt on Koh'ro's crystalline arm. Without thinking, she swam closer and began scrubbing at it with her hand.

"You've got some gunk right here." she explained, pointing to the spot. Koh'ro made a low, rumbling sound and lowered their body further, enjoying the attention from the human. Caroline's eyes lit up as an idea struck her. She swam to the edge where her equipment lay.

"Hold on a second." she called out, rummaging through her bag. She pulled out a sturdy brush she normally used for cleaning equipment. 

"This should work better than my hands." She said. Returning to Koh'ro, she began methodically cleaning their surface, humming an old Earth tune as she worked. The brush made quick work of the accumulated dirt and debris.

"You know. back on Earth, there are these places called spa days where people go to get cleaned and pampered. Consider this your first alien spa experience." She giggled as she worked. Koh'ro remained perfectly still, occasionally making contented grinding sounds as Carol worked. When she finally finished, she returned to the edge of the spring, letting herself float peacefully in the warm water.

After a moment of contemplating a way to thank her, Koh'ro scooped up a handful of water and playfully dumped it over Caroline's head. They immediately recoiled when she gasped in surprise, worried they'd made a mistake. Caroline wiped the water from her eyes and looked at them with mock outrage. 

"Oh, it's on now!" She sent a massive splash in their direction, her laughter echoing across the spring.

Koh'ro's features shifted into what Caroline recognized as their version of a smile. they returned fire, creating a much bigger splash with their massive hands.

"No fair! You've got an unfair advantage with those giant hands!" Caroline squealed, trying to shield herself from the splash. The air filled with the sound of splashing water and Caroline's laughter, mixed with Koh'ro's grinding chuckles. Their water fight continued, with Caroline doing her best to hold her own against her much larger opponent.

"Man. Where's the rest of the crew? they're missing out!" Caroline asked between splashes. 

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Several of Koh'ro's folks gathered at the entrance of a steaming cave as they observed a peculiar scene. Inside, a group of five humans sat on makeshift benches, seemingly content in the oppressive heat.

"I don't understand how they're still living." one of them rumbled out, their structure vibrating with concern.

"We should get them out of there!" another suggested, taking a step forward before being stopped by their companion.

"They voluntarily went in there." the third one pointed out, gesturing at the humans who were now pouring water over heated rocks, creating more steam.

"Man, this beats the gym back home." One said, leaning back against the cave wall. "Who needs to pay for a spa when you've got a whole planet of natural saunas?" The heat intensified as another poured more water over the rocks. Steam hissed upward, filling the already humid air. Outside, the aliens watched with increasing concern as the vapor thickened.

"I... I can't...I'm dipping, guys. This is too much." One of them suddenly stood up, his face red and dripping. He stumbled toward the entrance, passing by the gathered aliens who quickly moved to help him. Their rocky hands reached out to steady him as he emerged from the steam. but he waved them off with a weak cough.

"I'm good, I'm good." he assured them. The remaining humans in the cave burst into laughter.

"Freakin' Lightweight!" 

"Called it! Pay up, Jimmy! I told you he wouldn't last fifteen minutes!"

The aliens exchanged confused looks, Should they just...leave?

[crashlanding-skywalker]

[The 212th and the 501st relaxing after a mission]

Rex, rubbing his temples: I am not proud of what I am about to say, but someone get me a cigarrette.

Fives: But Rex, we don't smoke.

Cody: Cut the crap, Fives. We're not idiots. We know that at least one in five people smoke.

Rex, pointing at Dogma: one *then at Trapper* two *then at Wooley* three *then at Longshot* four *then at Fives* five.

Cody: Now, I am going to close my eyes, and when I open them, there better be a cigarrette between these two fingers.

Trapper, puts a cigarrette in Cody's hand: here, sir

Cody: Thank you.

Fives:

Wooley:

Dogma:

Trapper:

Longshot:

Cody: Light?

(all of them simultaneously pulling out lighters)

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Crys: Time freezes for everyone but you one day. What do you do?

Fives: Oh… We’d mildly trouble everyone.

Crys: Alright, so what would you do?

Fives: I’d shave a one-inch thick line in every thick beard I saw.

Echo: I’d twist all the lightbulbs just a little bit so no one would know when they aren’t working.

Fives: I’d make every wing on girls eyeliner just a little bit higher than the other one.

Echo: I’d tie everyone’s shoelaces together.

Echo & Fives: And then lastly, We’d snip a little hole in every tea bag.

Crys:

Echo & Fives:

Crys: Remind me to never allow you to have power.

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Kix: How does one turn their emotions off?

Longshot: Okay, so first go to settings.

Hawk: I'm a fucking idiot, I thought that said emojis at first.

Kix: No, I'm still willing to try this, go ahead. I'm at settings, what do I do next?

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Echo: On a scale from “damn Daniel” to “fre sha vaca do”, how are you feeling?

Waxer: In between “it’s an avocado, thanks” and “how did you defeat Captain America”, but as a solid answer I would say “I don’t need a degree to be a clothing hanger”. How about you, Echo?

Echo: Probably “road work ahead”.

Switch, about to bang his head into a wall: I speak many languages...

Switch: this one is definitely not one of them.

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Gearshift: Sometimes I drink milk straight out of the container.

Hawk: The cow???

Jesse: What?

Oddball: Hawk, W H Y?

——————

Appo: So, what's it like living with Gregor?

Trapper: He once referred to sand as "heterosexual glitter."

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Hardcase: I made tea.

Longshot: I don't want tea.

Hardcase: I didn't make you tea. This is my tea.

Longshot: Then why did you tell me?

Hardcase: It's a conversation starter.

Longshot: It's a horrible conversation starter.

Hardcase: Oh, is it?

Hardcase: We're conversing, checkmate.

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Echo: Rules were made to be broken.

Gearshift: They were made to be followed. Nothing is made to be broken.

Striker: Uh, piñatas.

Trapper: Glow sticks.

Vaughn: Karate boards.

Wooley: Spaghetti when you have a small pot.

Waxer: Rules.

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Echo: What is your favourite mythical story?

Boil: The Story Of My Will To Live.

Echo: I don’t think I’ve heard of that one before.

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Axe: I'm not sure what you mean

Axe: I am socializing.

Gregor: Standing there ominously doesn't count as socializing

Axe:

Axe: Since when?

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Crys: I was arrested for being too cool.

Vaughn: And the charges were dropped due to a lack of supporting evidence.

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Hil: I’m going to get so much done today.

Jester: I’ll hold you to that.

*8 hours later*

Jester: So how much did you get done?

Hil: One thing.

Jester: Well, that’s one more than usual.

——————

Switch: Who ate all my cookies?

Tup: Bounty hunters

Switch, confused: I didn’t see them

Tup: No one ever does :)

——————

Fives: The how the fuck’s and why are you so dumb's don’t matter. All that matters is that I have a new gun.

——————

Tup: Why is it called "oven" when you of in the cold food and you of out hot eat the food?

Crys: What???

——————

Boil: FIGHT ME, YOU NERD ASS SLUT!

Fives: At least try to sound slightly more sophisticated when you threaten someone.

Boil: Oh, I'm sorry. should I ask; dost thou want to engage in a duel, my good bitch?

Fives: That's somehow worse.

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Cody: When Fives & Echo were born, the gods said, "They're too good for this world."

Jesse: Please. When they were born, the devil said, "Oh, competition."

——————

Gearshift: You know, I used to play back in my gory days.

Appo: You mean glory days?

Gearshift: Ah, that too.

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Fives: I’m an idiot.

Boil:

Jesse:

Waxer:

Echo:

Trapper:

Fives:

Echo: If you’re waiting for us to disagree, this is going to be a long day.

——————

Kix, looking at both batallions: Okay, so I need to become a therapist faster.

——————

Boomer: It’s funny how well you and Longshot get along. Didn’t he hate you at first?

Hardcase, nodding: Longshot hates everybody at first. It’s his way of reaching out to people.

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Waxer: Are you reading fan fiction?

Denal, reading an article about a extremely rare diseases: Wh- No.

Boil: Oh, is it on AO3?

Denal, ready to punch one of them: This is BBC.

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Oddball: Hey, thanks for checking in, I’m ✨still a piece of garbage✨

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Sterling: You could be nicer.

Spark: I am.

Sterling: You threatened Wooley with a cooking knife.

Spark: But I didn't actually stab him!

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Redeye, about Gus: Is he a freak (derogatory)?

Redeye: Or a freak (affectionate)?

Slick: Why not both?

Redeye: You’re so right, a freak (double-edged sword)!

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Hawk: Protip is you do not feel good about yourself after eating tomato sauce on iceberg lettuce.

Barlex: What's wrong with you??

Hawk: I literally JUST said I ate tomato sauce on iceberg lettuce?? Pay attention.

Wyler: No, he means other than that.

Hawk: Ohhhhhh.

Hawk: I haven't slept in 4 days.

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Jesse: Self-care is suppressing all your trauma until it comes back and hits you in the face with the force of 7 very large ships.

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Fives: Why do humans have different blood groups?

Longshot: So mosquitoes can enjoy different flavors.

Dogma: Really guys? Now?

Dogma: I'M TRYING TO SLEEP!!

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Fives: Can we go out to get icecream?

Cody: Did you ask Rex?

Echo: He said no.

Cody: Then why are you asking me?

Echo & Fives: He aint the boss of you.

Cody, internally: It's a trap, it's a trap, it's a trap.