#i love hardcase

[leenathegreengirl]

Day 7 - Hardcase (NSFW)

Hardcase is undoubtedly one of the funniest, most light-hearted people I know. His sense of humor is infectious, and he brings a sense of joy wherever he goes. But what happens when the trooper known for his wit and charm is faced with a moment that calls for genuine emotional reflection? Will he continue to deflect with humor, or will he offer a shoulder to the brother in need? Perhaps it’s his unique temperament that might be exactly what’s needed in that moment.

Warnings: Mild NSFW. Mentions of anatomy… 

(Ao3 link HERE if you prefer that formatting!)

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(As always, HUGE heartfelt thank you my very dear friend and creative partner @legacygirlingreen for making this event possible! She is the beautiful mind behind ALL the writing, design layout, post editing and song selections!)

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[leenathegreengirl]

Who doesn’t love a blushy boy? ☺️💜💕

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@legacygirlingreen @thora-sniper @thecoffeelorian @neyswxrld @somewhere-on-kamino @clonethirstingisreal @royallykt @morerandombullshit @burningfieldof-clover @tbnrpotato @keantha @returnofthepineapple @justanotherdikutsimp @antisocial-mariposa @techs-stitches @resistantecho @kimiheartblade @dezgate @sunshinesdaydream @hardcase-ct-yolo

[fangirlforeversthings]

(And no obi wan this time see?)

[chiliger]

They had a long day on the sparring mats.

Bonus:

The slang out of Kamino is getting wilder.

[leenathegreengirl]

🥰

501st boys (timelapse under cut)

[charliezzzz]

One of many things I love about Echo is how he quite literally echoes his brothers.

- “Live to fight another day”

- His speech on Tantiss, echoing Fives’ speech to the cadets on Kamino.

- “Yeah, just like old times” just like Fives told Rex.

Etcetera.

Echo is the remaining representation of so many of his brothers, he keeps memories of his old brothers, new ones, his sisters, deserters, self-sacrificers, leaders, defectives, ARC Troopers, and over time he has become an amalgamation of all of them.

All the clone’s memories live in Echo.

“Ni su'cuyi, gar kyr'adyc, ni partayli gar darasuum”

“I am alive, you are dead, I will remember you, so you are eternal”

Echo is the echoes of his siblings.

[thivell]

you know what I needed today? Tookaverse shenanigans

[arrothededushka]

[three-fold-symmetry]

Expression practice based on requests from... how long has it been? Several months ago. Yikes. A big thanks to everyone who sent me a prompt, and so sorry for the long delay. This was a lot of fun, even though it took me quite a while. 🧡

[leenathegreengirl]

HARDCASE LIVES!!!!!!!!!!!

Oh sweet, sensible Tech…. 😂

(Ya girl would love to hear everyone’s crazy theories about how our boy ‘Case survived!)

💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚

(Also, a VERY special thank you to @mythical-illustrator for inspiring this drawing of Hardcase with THIS beautiful post!)

(And as always thank you to my friend and creative partner @legacygirlingreen for all that she does!!)

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[fangirlforeversthings]

Don't you just love🎀 when they go like:

I TOLD YOU WE

Mewp - NEEDED MORE

GLITTER

The bigger the hunk - the brighter the smile the lighter the personality the sweeter the heart

[tlmtwelve]

August 30, 2024: Hardcase

[secretly-a-trekkie]

Jesse would play Helldivers

Hardcase would play Overwatch

and Kix plays Snake. competitively.

[phantom-of-the-501st]

It's been a while since I've watched Umbara and I forgot that despite how utterly heartbreaking it is, there're surprising amount of lighthearted bits thrown in

So I guess here are some of my fave bits ❤️‍🩹

[cdblake1565]

Reblogging again! This is Hardcase at his most hysterical! I love it. I love him.

A Question of Seman-dicks

A/N: I wrote this under the influence of alcohol, edibles, and the funniest conversation in the history of Discord. Happy Friday!

Pairing: Hardcase x GN!Reader (platonic with a twist)

Rating: T

Wordcount: 960

Warnings and tags: suggestive language, terrible puns

Hardcase spotted you striding purposefully down the corridor of the Resolute, and he sped up to try to catch up with you. You turned a corner abruptly, and by the time he rounded it, you were nowhere to be found. The corridor was empty; there was nothing there but a bank of escape pods. He peered into the porthole of each one until he finally spotted you, pacing back and forth in the small space and talking animatedly. Intrigued, he opened the hatch.

You whirled to face him, guilt written plainly across your features, but when you recognized his distinctive tattoos, you relaxed.

“Oh, it’s you,” you sighed with relief. “Thank the Force.”

“What are you doing in here?” he asked curiously.

“Nothing!” you said. His expression was dubious, and you knew he wouldn’t let it drop until you told the truth. “Hiding.”

He gave you a sympathetic look. “Admiral Ice Queen?”

“I came in here to scream,” you admitted sheepishly.

“Good choice,” he said. “Conveniently close to your office, private, and most importantly, soundproof. I approve of your strategy.”

“Except I’m not supposed to be in here, and if anyone caught me, I’d be in huge trouble.”

“Someone did catch you,” he pointed out.

“Yeah, but you wouldn’t rat me out,” you replied. “You’re more likely to come in and hide with me.”

“Great idea!” he said with a grin. He stepped into the pod and sealed the hatch, then flopped down on the floor and patted the spot next to him. “Tell me all about it.”

“You know there are perfectly good seats in here,” you said.

“True, but if I sat in one of those, there wouldn’t be room for you next to me, and you look like you could use a hug.”

“Good point,” you said, sitting down with a thump.

He immediately draped his arm over your shoulders, and you leaned against him. “So what did the bad-miral do this time?”

“More of the usual,” you replied. “I swear she sets me up to fail on purpose, and then she takes an evil delight in being a massive Taungsday about it.”

“Taungsday?” he asked, baffled.

“You know, a C-U-Next-Taungsday?”

“I don’t get it,” he said.

Even though nobody was around, you leaned in and whispered the explanation in his ear. He reared back in surprise.

“I don’t think you’re supposed to say that word,” he said.

“What word would you prefer?” you asked, amused at his reaction, but still too upset to laugh.

“Lady garden,” he replied.

You snorted. “Seriously?”

“It’s more respectful,” he said with dignity.

“I don’t want to be respectful!” you complain. “I want to call her a cu—”

“Love tunnel!” he exclaimed, interrupting you before you could get the word out.

That time, you actually laughed. “What is this, a bodice ripper? I don’t need a romantic euphemism for a—”

“Hidden treasure!” he cut you off. “Or cupcake! Those are delicious.”

You let out an inelegant cackle, and he gave you a wounded look that only made you laugh harder. 

“Hardcase, I had no idea you had so many words for a woman’s—”

“Honey pot?” he asked insouciantly. 

“You can just say—”

“Nether regions?” he offered. “I don’t like that one. It sounds spooky. Like some vast, uncharted part of space.”

You tried to stifle your laughter, but it came out as an embarrassing snort, which only made you laugh harder.

“Still, it’s better than ‘penis fly trap,’” he mused. “But not as good as flower. You know, because it has petals and is also used in reproduction. I would definitely rather put my tallywacker in a flower than in a nether region. Higher probability of survival.”

By this point, you had both hands clapped over your mouth to try to muffle your shrieks of laughter as tears streamed down your face. You couldn’t even remember why you’d hidden in the escape pod in the first place, much less why Hardcase was regaling you with a comprehensive listing of every colloquialism known to the galaxy for a—

“Notorious V.A.G.,” he said. “Whoever came up with that one had obviously never felt the touch of a woman.”

You doubled over and buried your face against his chest as you howled with laughter, so you missed his pleased smile when he realized he’d successfully distracted you from your horrible boss. Unfortunately, you’d been gone long enough that you knew your absence would soon be noted.

“I wish I could hide in here with you for the rest of the day,” you gasped once you caught your breath.

“Me, too,” he said, giving your shoulders a squeeze. “Probably ought to get back to it, though.”

You nodded and wiped away your mirthful tears, hoping that you looked at least somewhat presentable. Hardcase stood and offered you his hand, pulling you to your feet with ease, and then he opened the hatch of the escape pod. The two of you spilled out into the corridor, only to run smack-dab into Jesse and Kix.

Jesse took one look at your disheveled appearance and punched Hardcase in the shoulder with a devilish grin. 

“Nice, vod,” he said. “You finally made your move.”

Hardcase looked mortified. “That’s not— We weren’t—”

“Relax, brother, we won’t tell the Atrocious Admiral,” Kix laughed. “I’m just glad you decided to do something other than pine away after all this time.”

Hardcase stared at you with panic in his eyes as he watched understanding dawn on your face. 

“I—” he began.

On impulse, you leaned in and gave him a kiss on the cheek. 

“Thanks for everything, big boy,” you said. “Be sure to stop by my bunk later, and I’ll show you how well I can swallow your baloney pony.”

[chiliger]

Sign Off

Torrent Company: *gathered in front of a window, some of them holding binoculars while others clamor around to listen*

Tup: *curious, steps up beside Jesse and Hardcase* What’s going on?

Hardcase: *grins* The 212th’s venator is orbiting right next to ours. *snatches the binoculars from Jesse, ignoring his annoyed shout, and hands them to Tup* Same level viewing port.

Tup: *peeks in through one scope of the binoculars while Dogma presses in to look as well*

Ghost Company: *a large group of them standing at a window like Torrent, one of them at the center quickly signing with his hands*

Jesse: *bouncing impatiently on his toes* Come on, I wanna see!

Tup: *hands the binoculars back, still confused* What are they doing?

Hardcase: We — *gestures to the center of their group, where Fives is signing back in response* — are having a Sign Off.

Dogma: *frowns* What’s a Sign Off?

Jesse: Shh! I’m trying to translate here.

Hardcase: *rolls his eyes, leans closer to Tup and Dogma, in a low-ish whisper* It’s a little competition where Vode have a battle of wits using ARC sign. We do it when we have some downtime while in orbit.

Tup: Oh! What are they saying now?

Jesse: *grunts in frustration* Damn kid’s signing too fast for me to read.

Fives: *on his turn, quickly fires off gestures using his hands and arms*

Jesse: *groans* Kriff, now I’m lost.

Hardcase: Damn, I thought you were studying ARC sign, Jess.

Jesse: *shoots him a glare* I am.

Dogma: He just signed, “better change that mohawk before a bird mistakes it for a mating display.” *blinks* That doesn’t sound witty.

Hardcase: Osik, we’re getting personal now. Ha!

Jesse: Wait— *looks at Dogma* You know ARC sign?

Dogma: *blushes, suddenly embarrassed and fiddling with his fingers* Y-yes…

Jesse: Kriff, kid, then what am I here for? *hands him the binoculars* Switch places with me.

Dogma: *wide eyed, looks at Tup*

Tup: *smiles reassuringly at him and nods*

Dogma: *still hesitant, looks back at Jesse and Hardcase* Alright.

Hardcase: Yes! Front and center, vod’ika.

Dogma: *takes the binoculars and moves closer to the window. Looks across the open space as the vod from Ghost starts his response. Watches closely and translates* “At least I don’t look like a wanna-be lead singer.”

Jesse: *roars laughing, the others joining him or “ooh”—ing in response.

Fives: *bright red all over his face, has a thousand yard stare for a second before shaking it off and making the sign for yielding*

Hardcase: Oh shit! *laughs, grinning* Ghost takes this round. *claps Dogma on the shoulder, making him jump* We’ll call you for the next one. Sound good?

Dogma: *blinks, still blushing and still a little unsure. Shares another look with Tup before nodding, smiling shyly* Yeah.

Hardcase: Awesome! Keep the scopes.

Jesse: Hey! Those are my—

Hardcase: *ignores him and bumps his arm* Hey, Fives, how’s your pride, vod? You good?

Tup: *stands next to Dogma, chuckling at their siblings*

Dogma: *awkwardly holding the scopes* I don’t think I understand this game, yet.

Tup: *snorts and hides his face with his hands, shaking from holding back laughter*