#if he could make slime clones irl he would

[dwtdog]

i don't understand what is going through quackitys mind??? What did they teach him at law school for him to be acting like that?

they're teaching him how to be sleazy as hell 😭 they said hey y'know that character u acted as on the dsmp ? just do that but irl

[clone-whore-99]

Echo x AFAB!Reader

Warnings: SMUT! Smutty smut with a bit of story, minors you stay the fuck away! Echo being the best boy, oral m! receiving, unprotected PiV (wrap it before you tap it irl), improper use of the scomp link. Please let me know if I'm missing anything

A/N: This turned from some horny thoughts into a bigger thing. Hope you like it anyway! Please do let me know, if you got any constructive critique, and if you can like and reblog it, that will mean a lot to me! English is NOT my first language

"Sorry if I made a mess," the scruffy voice called behind you. You turned to smile at the clone, who had just stepped out of the shower and was wearing nothing but a towel.

"It's fine," you reply with a shrug, "that's one of the reasons why I let you go first. I've put out all of my cleaning supplies for you." You gesture to the little cleaning station you had made while he was showering. It displayed his armor and blacks, and next to it was a variety of cleaning supplies, as well as a bucket of hot water. You had suggested that you could clean it for him while he was in the shower, but he had declined, stating that he didn't want to risk looking like a shiny, whatever that meant.

Echo rubbed the back of his neck with his hand, while he chuckled nervously. "Thanks. You really didn't have to do all of this."

"Nonsense. I don't really have any spare clothes for you though, so you better get working." You patted him on the shoulder before heading to the refresher so you could finally get clean.

Cid had asked you to help The Bad Batch, since it took place on a Felucia and you had unfortunately been trapped there some years ago, giving you special intel on how to make it through the jungle in one piece. A trait not many outsiders could claim. And it had worked. At first. But then Wrecker scared some of the wildlife living there, which jumped onto one of the planets many odd plants, which then exploded and covered you and Echo with weird slime. Tech had quickly looked up what it was, and determined that it wasn't going to cause you any harm. Unfortunately, their shower was out of order, so you couldn't get cleaned before you returned home. Much to your annoyance.

After some time, you had finally managed to get yourself - and the bathroom - cleaned up. You had switched into a basic tank top and some comfortable shorts, lowkey dreading how you were going to get the slime out of your other clothes.

Turns out, you weren't alone in that sentiment. Echo was sitting on the floor by the cleaning station, grunting in frustration over getting the slime out of his blacks. He was still only wearing his towel, and with his back turned to you, you could see all the scars running along his upper body and his mechanical spine. You couldn't help but wonder what had happened to him, but you didn't want to risk making him uncomfortable.

Echo appeared to have been too focused on cleaning his blacks to notice that you were out of the shower, since he got startled when you suddenly placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Sorry," you laughed, as you slowly knelt next to him. "Seems like you're struggling there."

"You can say that again!" he scuffed, as he threw his pants onto the armor in frustration. "Think it would've been easier to clean if it hadn't dried in by now. Typical that the one time we get Wrecker to shower, he ends up breaking it!"

"How come Tech didn't let you change in the ship? I mean, I know why I couldn't, but why not you?"

"He didn't want me to cause a mess in his ship."

"Right, yea, of course. Having to clean out this," you vaguely gesture towards the clothes that were still covered in slime. "Goo would be a hell. So glad that no one has to struggle with that!" you joke, and manage to get a small smirk out of the rather grumpy Echo.

"You did manage to clean most of the armor, though." You say after a bit. You reached over the clone to grab a shoulder piece, in order to study it a bit further now that it wasn't attached to anything - or anyone.

Echo seemed to tense up by that movement. You stopped to look up at him, wondering if it were because he didn't want you to touch his armor. But you quickly realised that probably wasn't the case.

Your bodies were so close, not quite touching, but close enough that even a credit chip wouldn't be able to fall between the two of you. Pair that with the fact that Echo still only had a towel to cover himself with, and you were more or less in a suggestive position while leaning over him, the reason for his sudden change in body language was apparent.

Something hard hit your stomach, and it didn't take a genius to realise that it wasn't his gun. Heat rose to your face - and somewhere else on your body. You kept switching between looking him in the eyes and looking at his lips, carefully considering your next move while leaning back a bit.

It almost felt like Echo had read your mind, because the next thing you knew, his lips were on yours. At first it was careful, both of you testing the waters, but it quickly became more passionate and hungry. Echo pulled you onto his lap like you weighted nothing, and cradled his hips with your legs, all while never breaking the kiss. His length was pressed against both of your bellies, and by the maker, he was big. Your hands roamed his upper body, studying every bump and scar he had, along with feeling the defined muscles. He definitely was stronger than looked. His left hand was also busy exploring, running up and down your thigh, up your sides, over your butt, everywhere he could get quick access. His scomp link was resting on your other thigh, the cold metal burning on your hot flesh. But ever so subtly, it crept up to the seam of your top, slowly pulling it upwards.

You couldn't help but to break the kiss with a breathless laugh, him being so careful was adorable. While quickly catching your breath, you took off your tank top, making your boobs bounce in the motion. Echo appeared to be mesmerized by the motion, his pupils dialating with lust as they follow the bouncing. He whispered something you couldn't understand under his breath, while his left hand snuck up to massage your tits. You moaned at the touch, and quickly went back in for the kiss. Echo was more than happy to oblige with the kiss, as his tongue soon found it's way into your mouth, exploring this new territory. You moaned into the kiss, his left hand still busy kneading and teasing your tits, while his right rested on your butt, pushing you impossibly closer to him.

With a teasing pinch to your sensitive nipple, your head involuntary rolled back with a loud moan, thus breaking the kiss. Echo took the chance by this break and your sudden exposed neck to continue the kissing elsewhere. He made his way down your neck to your breasts, and you had to lean to brace yourself. Though, that didn't go as planned. Your hand collided with his armor, and you quickly lost footing. If it weren't for him holding you in place, you would've fallen backwards and head first into your make-shift cleaning station.

Echo chuckled, his dark, deep, sexy chuckle that shot waves of arousal down to your already soaked cunt. "Maybe we should take this somewhere else," he suggested, nodding subtly towards your bed while he carefully let slide off of his lap.

You giggled. "Sounds goooooo....d?" you trailed off, as Echo had stood up and the towel had fallen off. Right in front of your eyes was a big, girthy dick. It was slightly crooked and had scars running close by it from his thighs. It was beautiful. As if hypnotized, you couldn't help but to reach out and touch it. It twitched so deliciously, and the low groan that echoed in your ears by the touch, made your mouth water and your pussy clench around nothing.

You looked up at the man standing in front of you through heavy lashes. He was tall and scarred, but at that moment, he was the most beautiful thing you had ever seen. Carefully, you leaned in and kissed the tip, lightly licking up some of the precum. You kept your eyes locked with his, making sure he was okay with it.

Experimental, you took a couple of broad licks across his size, all the way from the base of his balls to the tip dripping with precum. Echo tried to keep his moaning to a minimum, biting into his flesh hand and only letting a couple of grunts come out. You smirked mischievously and decided to take his self restrain as a challenge. You slid as much of his size that you could into your mouth, while your hand worked the part that you couldn't. You slowly began bopping your head, keeping your eyes locked on his face to study his reaction.

"K-kriff mesh'la..." Echo moaned, moving his flesh hand to rest on the back of your head. "Ho-how are you sh-so good at this?"

It was all too much. His moans, the feeling of his cock twitching on your tongue, his hand resting on the back of your head and his voice stuttering low praises at you. You had ignored the aching throbs from your pussy, you couldn't take it any longer. With your free hand, you reached down and began rubbing your soaked clit, relieving some of the building pressure. You moaned at the touch, which allowed you take him even deeper, but before you could do so, Echo stopped you.

You quickly release him and looked up at him with confusion in your eyes. "I'm sorry. Too much?" you asked.

"No, not at all, cyare." Echo assured you, as he pulled you up to stand by the arm which hand had just been between your legs. Before you could question why he had stopped you, he leaned down and whispered into your ear: "I'm just curious to know what the perfect pussy you've been keeping from me feels like. And from the looks of it," he moved your hand towards his mouth, licking the slick off of your fingers. "It seems like you want me to know too."

That statement alone could've made you melt. You knees suddenly felt like they were made out of jello, and you had to lean on Echo for support to reach your bed.

You fell head first into your bed, your whole body ecstatic with excitement, as Echo leaned over you.

"You won't be needing these anymore," he said, as he ripped your shorts and panties off of you. You moaned into the blanket, his deep voice seemingly just completely unravelling you.

You were about to push yourself further onto the bed, when Echo stopped you halfway through. You were lying on your stomach with your knees propped up against you, and your ass in the air. His rough hands kneading the soft flesh of your behind, when you felt something hard and cold slide up between your folds, gathering some arousal along with. You moaned loudly at this sensation.

"Oh, you like that, don't you mesh'la?" Echo chuckled deeply. "You like the feeling of my scomp link against your sensitive cunt?"

The way he spoke to you, so dirty, it was intoxicating. Your walls clenched around nothing, begging for him to fill you. Echo leaned in over you, his flesh hand snaking up your back to caress your cheek, while his scomp link was resting on your inner thigh and his member was pressing against your folds, so close to filling you up and yet, so far.

"All you gotta do is say the word and I'm yours, mesh'la. You're already so wet and your pussy is basically begging for me to enter, all you gotta do is tell me if that's what you want, and it's all yours. Can you do that for me cyare?"

He kissed the shell of your ear, his voice barely a whisper and filled with more care than anything else you've ever heard. His flesh hand was still caressing your cheek, waiting for your answer before going any further.

"P-please, Echo.. Please fill me with your cock, please fuck my brains out, make me forget tomorrow, make me forget my own name!"

"Good girl," he kissed the most sensitive spot behind your ear, before he straightened up and took his cock into his own hand. He let the tip run through your folds a couple of times, gathering as much of your arousal as possible on it, before he slowly let it sink into your entrance.

You gasped loudly at the feeling of him entering you, filling you up to the brim. He moved slowly, allowing you to adjust to his size while entering you. It felt like he was splitting you open, and you loved every part of it. Once he was fully submerged into you, he leaned back and looked at how he disappeared into you.

"Kriff, mesh'la... You're so tight," Echo muttered, before testingly pulling out a bit and pushing back in. Every thought other than how deliciously he filled you up left your brain, and you could only moan incoherent sentences into your sheets.

After making sure you were fully adjusted to him, Echo started to pick up the pace, painfully slow pulling out, only to thrust hard into you again. His hips clashed against your butt, making the soft flesh jiggle on impact.

Echo leaned over you again, snaking his arm around your waist and pulled you up to lean against his chest. This new position allowed him to reach even deeper inside of you and the curve of his cock made it hit a spot you didn't even know existed. You had no way of warning him before your vision blurred and you came on his cock. You moaned his name in a mantra, though it was almost impossible to make out, due to the slurring of your speech.

Though he never stopped moving, Echo had slowed down to help you through your high as your orgasm suddenly came over you. He was holding onto you, whispering low praises in your ear, waiting for you to come down enough for him to continue his relentless pace.

"Look at that mesh'la, cumming all over my cock so suddenly. Didn' even ask for permission or anything... You must've wanted my cock so karking bad, huh?" he mumbled against the crook of your neck, inbetween kisses and bites. His hand had found it's way back to your breasts, pinching and teasing your already sensitive nipples.

"Stars, you're perfect. You're taking me so well, like, like you were made for me or something. And your tits bounce so kriffing deliciously... Come on baby, I know you can cum for me one more time, do it for me."

That's when you noticed that Echo's pace had become more irregular, and he was doing his best to keep from cumming. "M-maker, Ech... Babe, yous... You don'" you slurred, struggling to get a word out through the moans. You couldn't even finish the sentence, before the cool metal of his scomp link made contact with your way too sensitive clit, and he started turning while applying pressure. This was your undoing. It was too perfect. The way he filled you up, the way his mouth worked your neck, definitely leaving marks of his doing there, his hand so perfectly massaging your breast and the cool metal spinning on your hot pearl.

"Kr-kriff! Stars! M-maker, I-I'm," you yelled, unable to keep down the volume as your vision began to blur.

"Me too. Where do you-"

"Inside!"

You didn't have to say so twice. Hot ropes of semen shot deep into you, sending you over the edge. You threw your head back as your vision went all white. You tried to grab onto Echo's toned flesh in a desperate attempt for grounding yourself. Your head was feeling so light and by the gods, if you died right now, you knew you had died happy.

By the time you came down, you were laying on your back with your head on your pillow. Echo was cleaning you up with a wet towel, and you couldn't help but to reach out a hand to rest on his cheek.

"Oh, cyare, are you okay? I, I hope I wasn't too rough or anything..." Echo looked at you worried.

"No, not at all. It was beyond perfect," You replied, looking lovingly into his golden eyes. With your hand still on his cheek, you guided him towards you, so you could cuddle against his chest. Echo appeared a bit taken back by this loving action, but leaned into it nontheless.

"Good. You got me worried there for a second," he whispered, kissing your forehead tenderly while he took your hand in his.

You just hummed happily, as your eyes fell heavy into sleep.

Dividers by: @djarrex

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[burnedbyshoto]

Twice - Alphabet HC’s

a/n: this... actually made me appreciate jin so much??? like I never really thought of him romantically until now and... my heart D:

A = Affection (How affectionate are they with an s/o?)

He is big on affectionate. Even when experiencing large personality swings, there is one constant. You. he will always love you.

B = Breath (What could their s/o do to take their breath away?)

Taking his face in your hands and calming him down when he panics when his mask is gone. It’s small, it’s not even that big of a thing, but when you stare in his eyes… he feels whole, he feels split, and more importantly, he feels like there was nothing ever wrong

C = Cuddling (Do they cuddle? If they do, how and when do they cuddle?)

He LOVES BEING THE LITTLE SPOON OKAY???? HOLD HIM BETWEEN YOUR ARMS AND WHISPER SWEET NOTHINGS IN HIS EAR

Isn’t always in a cuddling mood though, sometimes he’s too jittery to sit there

D = Dream (What do they dream of doing with their s/o?)

He dreams of one day being able to leave his mask behind with your help. He wants to be able to feel comfortable with himself outside of the mask

E = Effort (How much effort do they put into a relationship?)

He puts in a lot of effort, even if he swings between being like “fuck romance” and “I love you with all my heart” the latter will always win, and he does. The. most.

F = Fear (What do they do if their s/o is scared? How do they handle it?)

He will be your guard dog. Holding you tight, glaring at anything and everything that comes near you. He will defend you, fight anyone. He will do this until you feel safe until you’re ready

G = Gifts (What type of gifts do they give their s/o? Do they want a gift in return?)

He gives you the weirdest shit ever. Like not in a bad thing, just things you would never buy yourself??? I mean you always love the small and intimate gifts he ends up bringing you but you’re like “...why do I need 50 kg of rainbow slime?” “because you were talking about it for 2 hours, and well, there was a sale!”

He doesn’t want gifts in return, but loves every single gift you’ll give him in return!

H = Hugs (Do they hug their s/o? How often?)

His arms are ALWAYS hugging you!!!!!!!!!! Okay??? He just loves feeling whole and you’re his missing link

I = Intimacy (How romantic are they? Do they have problems with intimacy?)

He’s the kind of guy that others don’t think are being romantic, like they’ll look at what he does and will ALL be like “uhh…” and look at you ready to hear you complain but are instead greeted with you sobbing and throwing yourself into his arms

J = Jealous (Do they get jealous? How do they act when jealous?)

Not a jealous bone in this baby!!!!! He trusts you to kick fucking ass to anybody who tries putting themselves on you. Will only intervene if you need him.

K = Kiss (Are they a good kisser? Do they like to kiss? How often do they try to kiss you?)

Not a good kisser, but his enthusiasm is highly and lovingly noted. He loves kissing you!!!!!! And will try to kiss you at least once a day, even if he has to go find you to do it.

L = Love (When do they say they love you? How often do they say it? Do they prefer to say or show it?)

He will say it before a year of you two dating. He knows he’s not the easiest to deal with, and the fact that you’ve stuck around, it really makes his heart go doki doki. He will say it all the time (“can you roll over? I need more blankets! Thank you, I love you.”) loves showing it and saying it.

M = Marriage (Do they want to get married? If so, what kind of ceremony?)

He wants to marry you, las vegas style.

N = Night out (What type of dates do they like to go on? How often do they like to go on them?)

He likes paintball dates. Those are his favorite dates. He likes doing things with you, like escape rooms, all that shit!!!! He also enjoys laying a blanket by the fire and just eating dinner there. Likes having dates about twice a week ;)

O = Out of the Ordinary (What’s something they don’t normally do with/for their s/o?)

He’s not a big texter! So if you don’t see him irl you won’t hear from him at all for the day

P = Playful (Are they playful in a relationship? If so, how do they play around/mess with their s/o?)

He likes messing around with you!!! Prank wars are a thing, and pranking others in the league is something that really tickles your funny bone.

Q = Questions (Do they ask their s/o their opinion on things? Do they share theirs?)

Always asks for your opinion on things, he’s first and foremost super curious about all your thoughts, and he has self-doubt. He is a very open and honest person, so hell yeah he shares his opinions!!!

R = Random (How spontaneous is their relationship? Do they do things on the spot or plan ahead?)

Its very spontaneous or super predictable. Jin becomes more predictable when danger lurks, so you’ve associated spontaneity with better times

S = Sleep (How do they sleep with their s/o?)

He sleeps with his head on your stomach, don’t ask why he just really likes having his face there! Plus it’s hard to breathe when he’s on your chest.

T = Trust (How much do they trust their s/o?)

If jin had to decide on one person in the world to shoot a gun on the apple on his head from 12434243 feet away, it would be you.

U = Unique (What makes them unique as an s/o?)

His enthusiasm. You just do not ever expect it and when you realize that he is genuine and pure in all of his feelings and thoughts, it kinda makes you feel weird. But you love it, and you wish more people were like him, bold and brash and true.

V = Vulnerable (How long until they can be vulnerable around their s/o? What are they like in this state?)

Being truly vulnerable doesn’t take that long. He is an honest person and if he loves you and knows you feel the same way he’s gonna open up like nobody's business.

Jin is a bit frantic in this state, crying, highly emotional, tearing between different personalities like a pendulum swinging, but you don’t leave him until he’s calmed down.

W = Wild Card (Get a random domestic headcanon of the character of your choice)

Jin is making a scrapbook, full of every little thing that the two of you have done together. Every movie, ever amusement park, he has love notes, and he has pictures you weren’t aware of in the slightest way

X = X-Ray (What would they do if their s/o got injured?)

He will cater to you without even blinking an eye. He will run to the store for you, making you soup, getting a thermometer, fixing your bandages, and always giving you more water to drink.

Y = Yuck (Do they have any pet peeves about their s/o? Are there any habits that might bother their s/o?)

Nope, he loves you just for you. All of you. No matter how weird you are, he wouldn’t change a single detail about you. Why would he?

Z = Zeal (Are they passionate as an s/o? Do they want or like passion?)

He is a super intimate and passionate lover!!!!!!! He does the most for you and most times does it without even realizing it!

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A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

He is bouncing off the walls. He will go and grab everything for you as quickly as he can, he’s a bit sloppy though, not going to lie, but you still appreciate a large amount of effort he puts into it.

B = Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

His favorite feature is his hands, they’re just… a demanding focus on his body he thinks, and he knows how to use them in a way that makes you feel good. His favorite body part on you is your eyes. He loves that he can read exactly how you’re feeling by peering into your eyes. It’s just so much more satisfying than anything else. But if we’re talking body body, he’s an ass man.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

His cum is pretty thin and very milky, super fucking warm, and enjoys seeing it splatter against your face.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He’s nearly fucked a clone he made of you one day after not seeing you in a long time, and he was so needy, and nothing was working! He knows your proportions like his name and well when it came to penetration he just couldn’t do it and had to call you immediately afterward.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

He is actually sort of experienced, he had a healthy sex life before his mental dip, and it’s still evident in the way he loves you. But he’s just so gentle with you sometimes you think that he doesn’t know what he’s doing.

F = Favorite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

Missionary or reverse cowgirl.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

He can be humorous in bed, especially once he’s no longer so shy around you in bed, you two are the ones to argue about a Spongebob episode while he’s slamming into you

H = Hair (How well-groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

It’s really badly groomed. He just doesn’t have the patience to groom it correctly. There are a few nicks and uneven patches, but you don’t mind. And the carpet is darker than the drapes.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…) 

He is a very intimate person when it calls for it. As long as you aren’t goofing off expect for his words to be a prayer to your body in your ear, his eyes peering lovingly into yours. His soul is yours.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

Loves masturbating with you. Especially when the two of you are too lazy to actually fuck, he just loves watching the way your fingers fuck yourself as he madly fists away.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Isn’t that kinky, to be honest. Like he’s open to everything but there isn’t one thing that set him off because everything about you makes him horny.

L = Location (Favorite places to do the do)

He really likes fucking in a super big mattress, California king. He likes rolling around with you, so he needs the room.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

The thing that gets him going is after you’ve showered and you’re just waiting there for him. You look so pure and clean and innocent, but you’re not and welp there he goes.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn-offs)

Will not ever put anything over his head. Blindfold, mask, gag. It makes him panic, it makes him freak out unless it’s his mask, but he tries not to wear it in bed with you.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

Loves giving it more. His skill is actually pretty good with this because he just enjoys using tongue, so he’s not bad at it at all.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Slow and sensual all the fucking way. Not that he doesn’t want to fuck you until the bed breaks, but there’s just something so much more rewarding about fucking you nice and slowly, his lips dragging against your skin… it’s just superior.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

Not into quickies unless that’s all he can do. He just loves the passionate foreplay that is proper sex and you can’t get that with a quickie.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

He is into experimenting as long as the two of you discuss it beforehand, he doesn’t like having things sprung upon him during a session. Discuss before enacting!

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

He can last a few healthy rounds, and he takes a while to come due to the slower nature of your sex.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

Doesn’t own toys, but will buy them when the two of you want to be kinky. He enjoys watching you use them on him. He’s a little more of a sub!

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Doesn’t like teasing you at all, he’s very straightforward and won’t take you on a wild goose chase to get his dick in you.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

He’s quite loud, he’s already very vocal, and well when you’re fucking him he has no restraint. Moaning and groaning are his favorite noises.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

He wants to one day use his quirk to fuck you. You want more than one of his dicks surrounding you when he does you, and he may not be quite ready for that, but one day maybe when he’s ready it will happen.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

He’s a bit smaller than average. 5 inches flaccid and 6.5 while erect. Very veiny dick that’s more concentrated along the front of his cock.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

He has a semi-high sex drive. Like he doesn’t need to fuck every three days, but he enjoys it.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterward)

As soon as he’s done providing for you, he will pass out LOL