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cloneloverrrrr · 1 year ago

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I know I said it was gonna take a few days but I smashed this one out in a couple of hours, I was kinda nervous writing for Rex but also kinda excited. I’ve kept the smut elegant shall we say 💁🏻‍♀️ but still some filth 🔥

I really do hope this does not disappoint 💙

Dividers by the best @idontgetanysleep

Big shout out to my angel @lune-de-miel-au-paradis for her input 🫶🏻🫶🏻

𝗗𝗼𝗻𝘁 𝗖𝗹𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝗬𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗘𝘆𝗲𝘀- 𝗢𝗻𝗲 𝗦𝗵𝗼𝘁

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𝗥𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀:🔞 𝗠𝗶𝗻𝗼𝗿𝘀 𝗗𝗢 𝗡𝗢𝗧 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁 𝗠𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁

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𝗣𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴: 𝗖𝗮𝗽𝘁 𝗥𝗲𝘅 𝘅 𝗙𝗲𝗺!𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿 , 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝗲𝗿𝘁, 𝗥𝗲𝘅 𝗖𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗪𝗮𝗿𝘀 𝗯𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗳 𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗼𝗳 𝗖𝗼𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝗖𝗼𝗱𝘆

𝗪𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁: 1911

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𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: 𝗣𝗢𝗥𝗡. 𝗞𝗶𝗻𝗱𝗮 𝗰𝘂𝘁𝗲 𝗳𝗹𝘂𝗳𝗳𝘆 𝗽𝗼𝗿𝗻 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗮 𝗽𝗹𝗼𝘁. 𝗥𝗲𝘅 𝗯𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮 𝘀𝘄𝗲𝗲𝘁 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗴𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗹𝗲𝗺𝗮𝗻, 𝘃𝗮𝗴𝗮𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝘀𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗽𝗿𝗮𝗶𝘀𝗲 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗸𝘀, 𝘀𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗣 𝗶𝗻 𝗩 𝘀𝗲𝘅, 𝘂𝗻𝗽𝗿𝗼𝘁𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘀𝗲𝘅

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Rex knew what he was doing was risky, he knew falling in love was wrong at this time of the war, especially since there was no end in sight. But you had him in deeper than he could ever imagine. You gave him a new lease on life one he did not want to waste.

Only 3 short months ago that perfect clone came into your life when you had not been expecting it, after the painful past with your abusive ex the last thing you wanted was to fall in love again but Rex, well he was different, he brightened your path, he made you feel safe and secure. He craved everything about you.

You thank the maker daily he walked into your office with his Jedi Master that cold damp day of November.

Tonight was the night you would fully give yourself to your Clone Captain. Not that he ever forced you, no he was a complete gentleman he was understanding of your trust issues. He only wanted you to feel the love he felt for you. This love radiated off him.

As you stood in front of your full length mirror you adjusted your delicate satin night dress , sprayed your favourite perfume you knew Rex admired gave yourself a once over before letting out a deep sigh.

The sudden whoosh of your apartment door had those butterflies creeping up your stomach, and there he stood a smile beaming across his handsome face.

“Hello mesh’la”

He sauntered over to you pulling you into his warm embrace, his eyes widened taking you all in before his lips crashed against yours , the kiss was sweet but shy.

Breaking away from the kiss you cannot help but smile, your expression matched his. Rex laces his gloved fingers with yours. A calming silence fills your bedroom.

“I’ve left you some fresh clothes just on that chair so why don’t you take a quick shower before dinner is ready ” your voice soft, the smile on your face not once cracking.

Rex raises an eyebrow studying you with his kind whiskey coloured eyes.

“Do I smell mesh’la?” He jests trying to keep a serious face.

You burst out in laughter playfully pushing his hands off you before you wander into the kitchen.

Time goes by you both enjoy your meal in peace, knowing Rex is away on missions so home cooked food, relaxing evenings and a chance to unwind with his love is something he cherishes deeply.

Cody once called him a lucky bastard. Indeed he was kriffing lucky.

Rex looked at you and couldn't get enough of your beauty. He was incredibly proud of the fact that he could own you. He doesn't even know who to thank the Maker, or the stars above that such a beautiful, brave and smart caring woman chose him as his partner.

He vowed to make you happy and protect you, his most precious possession, until his last breath.

Hours later you find yourself wrapped in Rex’s arms laid in bed. He was drawing small circles into the base of your spine dozing off whilst you laid against his chest listening to his steady heartbeat.

“Rex…?” You murmur softly tilting your head up awaiting his response.

“Yes cyare?” His voice sleepy yet alert.

For a brief moment you fail to reply until…

“I want you” your voice is barely above a whisper.

Slowly you climb onto him straddling his waist. You can feel him slightly hardening underneath you.

He props himself up on his elbows to get a better look at you, the neon lights from Coruscant sky glow against his face. Rex’s smile is soft his eyes gaze across your face taking you in.

“Are you sure?” Genuine concern in his voice.

Placing your hand to his cheek, Rex melts into your touch closing his eyes for a few moments.

You smile and nod taking a deep breath you lean over to him capturing his lips with your own.

Rex gladly returns your actions vigorously pulling you down onto him, you follow effortless a small whine as he trails his tongue across your lips silently begging for an entrance you happily grant him. His hands slide up and down your thighs playing with the soft fabric of your night dress before he begins to roll your hips against his hard crotch. Your arousal bubbling away inside of you.

You place your hands firmly on his scar decorated chest gently scratching your nails into his tanned skin.

Moaning into his mouth you pick up the pace slightly grinding that little bit harder against him.

Rex breaks away from the kiss placing one hand on your hip the other ghosting over your jawline.

“Can I take this off you cyare?”

Nerves and sparkes combined seeping through your body makes your throat dry and your words stick. You can only nod your head and muster out a very quiet whimper.

“Please use your words” the wave of authority was obvious in his voice.

You rock yourself back and forward harder against him as you finally answered him.

“Y-yes please Rex”

You practically beg him. He removes your night dress with ease admiring your naked body, the way your hair gracefully falls against your shoulders and down your back, the way your eyes twinkle and your lips part as his large fingers dance across your entrance finding the sensitive bundle of nerves.

His fingers work you expertly causing you to moan at his touch. Electric runs through your body. His blaster calloused fingers rubbing slightly faster making you grind against him harder than before.

Your head falls back as sweet moans escape your lips you run your hands slowly and softly all over your torso paying close attention to your delicate nipples.

“That’s it cyare, oh your so beautiful like this”

His voice laced in lust soothes you as you rock back and forth against his magic fingers.

“I want more” you gasp.

Rex leans up to face you placing a tender kiss to your temple before reaching your lips, he pulls you closer your body flush against his broad chest. The sudden invasion of two of his thick fingers sinking into your tight wet core has you whining and groaning for him. Your nails dig into his neck leaving faint red Crescent marks. He places his thumb against your clit while the two fingers inside you curl up brushing against that sweet devastating spot.

You suck in deep breaths of air as your skilled clone Captain continues to pleasure you.

“You like that huh?” His voice deep and raspy.

He hums against your naked skin pulling you as close as possible to him trapping his hand between your bodies giving you the perfect amount of friction.

“Stars! Oh Rex I -“ you whine and moan grinding more as he finger fucks you fast and deep. Your mind has gone fuzzy, your limbs begin to shake and an overwhelming feeling builds up inside of you threatening to push you over the edge.

“Oh fuck your so perfect cyare, let go for me cum over my fingers” his demand comes out as breathless as you are.

His words made you do just that. He groans loudly underneath you as you cum hard on his fingers. You gush over him, your walls clench around him. The ecstasy washes over you in strong waves, every vein in your body pulsates in pure rapture. You slump into your Captains arms and a small whine leaves you as his fingers slowly pull out of you, a trail of your sticky juices follow his fingers. Maker he is so desperate to taste you. Rex moves his cum covered fingers to his mouth and sucks greedily savouring your taste, which he welcomes on his tongue.

“Do I taste good?” Teasing him as you nip his strained neck.

You both stay like this for a while as your breathing begins to steady.

“Are you ok?” Rex looks up at you once again concern laced in his voice and plastered over his face.

“Never better” you sigh kissing his blonde buzzcut before squirming off him sitting yourself down on the bed.

Rex crawls over to you pinning you down on the bed caging you in.

“Do you want to continue?” His eyes have darkened with pure sensual desire.

Your chest rises and falls in rhythm, your body still burning in the afterglow from your first orgasm.

You carressed his soft tan skin of his shoulders and chest muscles

It made you smile lightly, seeing how his blonde bleach hair was highlighted by his alluring skin-tone. His eyes were watching you shining brightly and filled with lust and love for you.

You noticed the white markings, the battle scars that he wore like a god. You never stopped worrying.

You gently kissed each and every one you could reach and he sighed and closed his eyes letting you pepper him with your tender gesture.

If the war ends he will be free and he will be yours truly and fully. You will never have to be afraid losing him on the battlefield. The thought and excitement of a new shared life lit a fire deep within.

You wanted this, him. A life with him, a partnership with him. But both of you know that right now it can't be fulfilled nor said out loud around certain people.

So instead you pulled him in close, kissed him deeply and whispered.

“I want you Rex, I need you”

“By the force your so beautiful cyare “ he murmurs his eyes not once leaving yours, his hands slide up to your face then back down your sides. Your skin so soft and supple against his war torn hands.

Heat begins to rise in your cheeks and in your moist core a bashful smile widens on your face and you try to hide away your child like embarrassment.

“Oh Rex..”

Your words cut off with his. Rex nudges between your chin with his fingers urging you to look at him. His tone more serious than before.

“I mean it , your the most beautiful thing in this galaxy I will love you now and until my dying day”

Your heart swells and your core tingles. You pull him down onto you, the way his lips move against yours you know this is right.

He leans down and buries his face into the crook of your neck licking and sucking marks onto your delicate flesh.

“I want you. Now” his voice is low almost like a growl his lips brushing against your neck sends a shiver shooting down your spine forcing you to squeeze your eyes shut holding onto this large arms

Rex pulled up from your neck and asked you to open your eyes, those eyes he loves dearly.

Your eyes where still shut stars dancing in the blacks of your vision.

“Don’t close your eyes baby. Look at me”

You open your eyes slowly gazing up at him above you. Then you begin to part your legs slightly allowing him access as he sheaths himself fully inside you. He enjoys this moment feeling your tight wet pussy stretch around his sizeable length and girth.

“Relax for me cyare, I will take care of you”

Using @delusionisaplace smut prompt 14💁🏻‍♀️

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maybe "Don't close your eyes, baby. Look at me." for Rex?

I’ve never wrote for our sweet Rex before but I will do my best for you☺️🫶🏻

Give me a few days 🩷

F reader or GN reader?

#clone thot #501st battalion #captain rex x you #clone captain rex #captain rex thot #ain’t he a cutie #clone whores unite #talk to me about clones #captain rex smut

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spilledkauffie · 3 years ago

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Clone Commanders — Cute HCs ☁️

xFemale!Reader || — sorry for disappearing 😬😅

P.s. I know we only see some of these guys very briefly, so these are just my interpretations of them in these situations.

Commander Cody ↴

“When you say you love me, know I love you more. When you say you need me, know I need you more”

Downtime together — you and Cody are at the point where downtime together can just mean relaxing. It's a busy life in the clone army and you understand that he's deployed here and there across the galaxy at a whim, so some consistency for a few hours or days (depending on how much time he has) is a really nice thing for Cody to experience. A lot of it consists of staying in bed, a very rare thing. You two will wake up, Cody at his usual hour, because he's pretty sure he can't sleep in, and you shortly after. From there you talk, cuddle, catch up on things that have happened to each other while the other was away, plan for the next time you'll get to see each other, etc. He enjoys the normalcy so much that you try extra for him when he's home. You offer to cook a favourite of his (which of course he'll offer to cook for you. and then you both wind up in the kitchen together), and you ask if there's any place he wants to go while he's on-world (like a date to a park or bar).

An absolute sweetheart — if he knows he’s going to be away from Coruscant for a good while, he’ll set up little things that will remind you how much he loves you. Like when you came into your apartment’s kitchen and found three vases of flowers (which are hard enough to come by on Coruscant) all from Cody. He made an appointment ahead of time so they’d be scheduled to deliver while he was away. Usually, it comes with a small handwritten note saying “so you don’t forget me” or “one for every day I'm gone." // Cody tries his best to contact you as much as he can while on a mission, but sometimes there's a more dangerous situation at hand and he'd hate to endanger you in any way, so there are nights that he has to skip. Of course, you've learned that he always has his reasons, but most of all you're just grateful to hear from him again, having assumed the worst.

Silent struggles — Cody doesn't talk about a lot, but the war has taken a toll on him in various ways. Physically obviously, and that at least he can't hide from you. Mentally is where it gets more challenging; he's used to being the leader, even for other lower rank officers to consult with and look up to. So it's rare that Cody's verbally an open book. Hence, it's essential for you to know his body language and tone which gives him away pretty easily. / Sometimes if he simply says nothing, you know it's something he's struggling with. That's when a long hug or just holding his hand can mean a lot to him. After thinking about whatever was bothering him for a while, he'll lift your hand up and give your knuckles a kiss as a way of saying thank you.

Loves to snuggle — Cody loves having you in his arms. He's gotten so good at reading your body language that when you're being a bit shy about physical contact, he steps in and fills the gap for you, so you don't have to ask. He can just tell when you want to be close, so by habit, he makes sure that he's always perfectly welcoming and accessible to you. // At home you're constantly cuddled up next to him, or leaning against him. Cody loves that you feel so comfortable, and it makes him feel like he can more easily protect you when you're close, so that's a bonus too!

Commander Wolffe ↴

“I have died everyday waiting for you. Darling don't be afraid—”

He's liked you for a long time — yep, Wolffe has been pining after you for a good long while before actually addressing the feelings. He's not very open with his emotions, so he wants to be sure that there's no chance he's misreading any signs. If there are no signs from you, he'll never say anything, he'll just love you from a distance. Thankfully, however, he could sense there was something mutual between the two of you, it was now just a waiting game to see who would address it first.

You are one of two, either:

↳ you're extremely similar // you two are the toughies, everyone saw it coming because you’re basically the male and female version of each other. Which of course is prime teasing material. You’re kind of a dream team though, whenever someone needs a stern sitting down or a little intimidation is required, they just call up you and Wolffe. / There's a lot of heated tension, you two are both stubborn beyond belief, so when there's a little disagreement it quickly turns to more; suddenly there's aggressive flirting and inuendos flying all over the place (anyone watching is genuinely confused over whether or not you're going to kiss or kill each other).

↳ you're the couple nobody saw coming // literally no one would have imagined you'd be the couple. You're more on the shy timid side, you love cute things like giving gifts to the boys before they head off on a mission, and you're extremely kind to just about anyone you meet. Wolffe is head over heels for you. He wants to protect you at all costs, and if someone so much as looks at you funny he'll get real defensive real fast. All the other clones just shrug and say "opposites attract I guess," whenever they see the two of you together.

Loves to be cuddled — he’ll never admit it, but he likes being cuddled. He doesn’t always cuddle back, especially if there's even a possibility that someone will see. But since you know he likes it based on his body language relaxing every time you hug him, you don't shy away from it. The other clones have to smile when they see you snuggled up to Wolffe, and he's just going with it. / The Wolfpack like to tease him about this, "Hey, Wolffe, you finally got a tail" one says, holding back a laugh. Wolffe looks over his shoulder to find you hugging him from behind. // However, get him alone and he loves to nuzzle up against you, usually nosing at your neck while he wraps his arms around your frame keeping you as close as possible.

His physical affection — when you're alone, Wolffe has a very hands-on form of affection; he's better with actions than words. You can really tell his emotions based on his physical contact / lack thereof. Wolffe likes to nuzzle up against you, with a hand tightly around your waist or stomach. Sometimes when he's more stressed he'll just come up behind you and rest his forehead against the back of your head, hugging you more softly. When he's distant you know something is really occupying his thoughts; you either let him be until he's ready to talk or you just let him know you're there with a simply touch, a hand across the back of his shoulders, a quick kiss to his jaw, etc.

Commander Fox ↴

“They said, “I bet they’ll never make it,” but just look at us holding on. We’re still together, still going strong”

Not a lot of off-time — unlike a lot of other clones, who get to wait for their next mission or next ship departure, Fox doesn't have that luxury. Aside from a few off-world things, wherein he's predominantly protecting a diplomat, Fox is constantly working when he’s on Coruscant. Thus, his whole team knows you, because you often stop by his on-world office. // “Please report to the droid and he’ll log your-“ Fox begins, but pauses when he looks up to see you standing on the other side of the glass with a smile. He immediately sets down his pen and holds the com button, now talking in a whisper, “what are you doing here?” / “the guys told me you had lunch in a few, so,” you lift up a basket, “I thought I’d bring some.” / Fox is blushing fiercely at the idea that his team knows about the two of you, when Hound waltzes in the office, you wave, “alright lunch!!” He announces. / “Not for you, you’ve got an hour and a half until your break,” Fox corrects him.

The man is stressed and tired — most of the time Fox is stress to the hilt about this or that, an order from Palpatine, issues with Coruscant crime, lack of sleep, etc. That being said, Fox just likes to be held sometimes. He love resting against your lap, stomach, or side when you two are just relaxing together. He wants to be near you no matter what you’re doing, even if you’re busy with something else, he just likes to be with you. It’s his favourite when he rests his head in your lap and takes your hand in his, placing it on his chest as he closes his eyes and tries to relax the best he can. He’s found that your presence is one of the most soothing things in the galaxy.

Plans, plans, plans — Fox has a big heart and just wants to do what he thinks is best. So, he has a lot of plans for you two if, more than when, you get downtime together. He has a whole notebook of things he’s planned out for just the two of you, it’s not only a long list but a very very detailed list. He’ll admit, he gets a bit bored on the days he's sitting in an office all day, so he whips his little notepad out and makes some special notes. // Fox doesn’t exactly show you it, you more so discover it when he’s getting ready to leave at a ridiculously early hour. // “what’s this?” You ask picking up a notepad that fits in your hand. / “That’s- it’s nothing,” Fox starts, barely having zipped up his black bodysuit he’s already trying to take it out of your hand. / “Fox, come on,” you plea sweetly, and with the furrow of your brows and the way the morning light pours against you in your nightgown, he can’t say no. Accepting defeat he steps back, letting you bring it down in front of you. / “You’re just gonna laugh,” he says as you gently open the first page. / What you find is scribbles of locations and date ideas, some things are crossed out, others are circled, but they've all got something special about them, your favourite this or that, hobbies, places he's heard you mention a lot, etc. Before he can protest again, you're wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him into a deep kiss that takes him by total surprise. / "Stars I wish you didn't have to go to work," you smile.

A little clingy — when you actually get time together, Fox can be a little clingy, which is the opposite of his work persona. You understand that he doesn't have much of his own, and the time you get together is very minimal, so it's not too much to ask that you each give each other the most of your attention when you do get to be alone. / Some of your closest friends have picked up on it, when you at random drop small plans (like going out for the night) their immediate response is a smirk followed by "Fox has extra hours off tonight doesn't he?" and you can't even deny it anymore.

Commander Bly ↴

"Every now and then, the stars align, boy and girl meet by the great design. Could it be that you and me are the lucky ones?"

Friends first — Bly without a doubt is your best friend ever since you met you two have just clicked. He’s always treated you right and been there for you, even putting aside feelings at times, not wanting to ruin the friendship. However, you became so close that the line between friends and more definitely became blurred and neither of you had a problem with where it was going. But at the same time, it felt so natural that neither of you officially decided to talk about the status of each other in the changing relationship.

Seamless transition — it wasn’t until someone actually called you out as his girlfriend and Bly said “yeah, so quit teasing her” that you two realised you were obviously more than friends at this point. Bly blushed as soon as he realised he’d confirmed your new status without even asking you out in the first place. Since you were in the same boat, not expecting it to just come out so naturally from him, you assured him that you’d love to be his girlfriend which lead to a conversation of: “have we been together together?” Bly tilts his head like a confused but contemplative puppy. / “Well, everyone else seems to think so?” you shrug casually, quirking you’re lips as you look to him. / “So…should I still ask you to be my girlfriend or-?” Bly lifts a hand, waiting for your response. / “I think we’re on the same page now,” you place your hand in his, to which he naturally holds.

PDA — Bly isn’t afraid of it. He’s completely comfortable with physical touch. It’s never over the top of you’re in public, but he’s perfectly content to hug you on the landing platform, hold your hand while walking through the barracks, and keep you close by the waist as 79’s. It feels very natural coming from Bly, and it’s in the little things too. If you’re talking to a friend and Bly happens to see someone trying to move behind you, he’ll just gently put his hand on your back or the small of your back just to let you know not to step any further back without verbally interrupting your conversation. Whenever you’re nervous, he sets a hand on your knee or offers his hand for you to hold as a distraction. When you’re at home it’s very cosy and relaxing just having him around giving you a little physical affection in the cutest ways.

Always a gentleman — Bly is always pampering you. He has a tendency to lavish you with gifts and little things that he knows you enjoy a lot or have had your eye on for a while but just haven’t committed to buying. Gifts are a big thing with him because he feels it can be a little way of reminding you that he’s thinking of you and that you mean the world to him. It also allows for the relationship to feel more normal when he’s home. Which means he doesn’t mind taking you shopping in the market districts when he has some downtime between assignments. He’s the kind of boyfriend who actually patiently waits for you outside the fitting room, commenting on every outfit you come out in. / “Bly,” you drop your shoulders mildly frustrated, “you said that about the last one.” / “Well darling, I can’t help it you look beautiful in all of them,” he half chuckles to himself, raising his eyebrows at you.

Commander Colt ↴

"Baby, you're all that I want, when you're lyin' here in my arms"

Tried to keep it professional — you were only stationed on Kamino for a few weeks, but you can Colt had a really strong connection to each other within days. Without even talking to each other you were instantly interested. Colt tried to ignore anything being there and did his best to talk to you only in a professional sense, but he couldn’t help but follow you from the corner of his eye every time you were around. He wanted you to see him as a commander doing his job well, just as he respected you for doing your job. However, he didn’t take into consideration the attraction that arose. There was something so magnetising about you to him, eventually he tested the waters and began to get a little subtly flirty here and there with you.

Heated start — when you picked up on his hints you came back with something a bit stronger asking if Commanders got their own private quarters. Stunned, but smiling under his helmet, he coolly told you “yes,” before giving you the details of his last training shift that night. What was meant to be a one night stand turned into two, or three, or four, and eventually you had to admit that there was something more than just the physical between the two of you, not to say the physical wasn’t phenomenal. Colt agreed and you began to work out of being together was even plausible. Coming to the conclusion that you could make it work, you agreed to give it a go, but keep it pretty much under lock and key. Not wanting your relationship to be widely known.

Misses you a lot — Colt is tied to Kamino with his task of training and protecting the planet and facility. You however are not, so when the Republic sends you elsewhere, Colt’s the one who is stuck in one place worrying about you being out there. / “I’m only going to Coruscant for a briefing,” you tell him one night, lying together. / “I know,” Colt tried to reason with himself, not used to feeling so worried, “but I just want you to be safe.” / “well, I’m getting an escort from your most recently graduated squad,” you remind him, “so, if they’ve learned from the best I’m in good hands.” You kiss his cheek. / “hey, you’re for my hands only,” Colt pulls you a little closer by the waist. “Don’t worry, they may have learned from the best,” you place a lingering kiss, “but you’re still the best to me.” // You make sure to contact him as many nights as you can when you’re not on Kamino, he loves to listen to how your day was, an update on your assignments, etc. He’s just a softy who wants to know you’re okay.

Over protective — when you’re stationed on Kamino, you’re literally surrounded by clones. Colt takes this somewhat as a threat because inevitably he’s not the only one to take notice of your beauty. A few other guys think you’re quite the cutie, but the moment you tell them you’re with Colt they back off. Colt has a reputation for keeping his cool and being patient with new trainees and upcoming soldiers, except for when it comes to you. Literally any other circumstance, he’s fine, he’s calm, someone tries to flirt with you and he’s threatening to throw them off the landing dock and feed them to the Aiwhas. // You find it a little funny how Colt can be so intense and intimidating, yet you know him so intimately that it’s like a whole side of him that he hides most of the time.

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brunchable · 3 years ago

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Into The Looking Glass - Part One || Doctor Strange x Reader.

Word count: 3.6K Brief Summary: Ever since a new relic has been brought into the Sanctum, Stephen get haunted by the same dreams everynight, until he found himself talking to the reflection in the mirror. Warning: First half is in Stephen's POV. Strictly do not: claim, repost, copy, translate my stories anywhere else.A/N: Inspired by JT's Mirror, I Hear a Symphony by Cody Fry and Short K-Film on youtube (I forgot the name but I remembered watching it). This is a Two Part mini series. Also I haven't forgotten about Can't love you in the Dark... I'm still working on it.

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"I used to hear a simple song, that was until you came along. Now in it's place is something new, I hear it when I look at you…"

I arose from my waking dream with beads of sweat clinging to my body. In an effort to regain my breath, I let out a forceful exhalation. It is always that song, accompanied by that sweet voice that seems to entice me to wake up in the middle of the night. I already have the lyrics seared into my memory, since it's always that same line, over and over. I tried searching for the song on Google countless times, but the search engine didn't turn up any results.

After I had collected myself, I swung his legs over the side of the bed. I had no intention of returning to sleep while the adrenaline was still pumping through my veins.

As I stood up and moved to my dresser to retrieve a shirt, the creaking sound of the wooden floor followed my footsteps. It would serve me better to have just one glass of whisky to dull my senses and put me right back to sleep.

I plop down on my favourite armchair in front of the massive anomaly rue window on the third floor, a spell book in hand to read while I allow time to pass me by. Sirens wail past the street, flashing red and blue against my complexion. It was a cold night and yet the sky was shy of giving snow. In the winter, my grief over the death of my sister resurfaces, making the season almost unbearable to go through.

The whiskey seemed to have done its job, despite fighting it, I felt myself nodding off to sleep.

"Stephen…" A tender voice, like a harmony of angels called my name, "Stephen Strange…"

Being half awake, I looked around the room with bloodshot eyes, dubious whether I was dreaming again or not. I pinched myself hard, "Ow!" Okay, I wasn't dreaming.

"Over here, Stephen." The sweet voice beckoned me again and decided to eagerly continue to follow the female voice even though I was uncertain of where it was coming from, "Over here.."

I stumbled around the dark and stubbed my two, once or twice. But I kept following the voice, the more I got closer, the more it sounded like it was speaking right next to me, it spoke my name for the last time in a whisper, "Stephen~" And I found myself in front of the large mirror almost as tall as I am, hanging on the wall with ebony black frames.

All became so quiet that I could hear my own breathing synchronising with the ticking of the clock, I could hear the ominous creaking of the wooden frames as they adjusted to the changes in temperature. I felt a pinch in his heart the moment I realised that my reflection in the mirror was missing.

"What the hell– Oh I'm definitely dreaming right now." I shut and opened his eyes multiple times expecting my reflection to be there, "Wake up Stephen, Come on, wake up!" I smacked my cheeks repeatedly.

"You can't wake up when you're already awake, silly." A feminine voice giggles, causing me to turn around to find no one there, "In the mirror– always looking into the wrong places."

I followed the instructions of the voice and found a female in the mirror instead of my own reflection, "Who– What are you?" I furrowed my brows cautiously coming closer and as I did, so did she, and I stepped back.

"I'm your future daughter, obviously from the future." She answered my question openly, her voice sounded clear yet muffled by glass, she probably noticed that pulled a face of doubt, she sighed, "Of course you don't believe me,"

"I'm talking to a reflection inside an ancient artefact that was brought in a few weeks ago, what do you expect?" I paused, posing a secured stance, in case she attacks, "For all I know you could be evil."

She laughed at me, "Where has your attention to detail gone? Look closely, Dad. I am doing exactly what you're doing, I am nothing but a reflection. I can't hurt anyone, I'm not going to jump out of here and strangle you."

"That is oddly specific but I'll ignore it." I said and then waved my hand to test whether she was telling the truth and then made a couple of stupid moves.

"Stop that, we look like a dumbass." She said in a dead-pan voice.

I stopped, "Alright, fine. But the daughter thing, I find that very hard to believe." I crossed my arms, and so did she, "Tell me something only the people close to me would know."

"You have a third eye."

"What's my pet peeve?"

"People misinterpreting our last name for the actual word– it's my pet peeve too."

I tapped my chin, she was getting all the answers correct but I wasn’t satisfied yets, "Tell me my favourite magic spell."

"You create magical clones of your body to fight for you when things get a bit rough." She sighed, "What more evidence do you need?"

I frowned when she got that question right once again, "If you really are from the future, tell me something that will happen with the exact date and exact time."

"Later today, December 22, 2025, at about 8:20pm the first snow will finally fall and I also know that you find that barista at Stan's Coffee, cute. Do you need help getting a date with her?" She asked and I immediately felt embarrassed that she spoke of the truth, so I tried to play it cool.

"I don't have time for dates–"

"Oh Dad, get your head out of the gutter. You can't fool me." The girl rolled her eyes at me, "Plus, I think you should ask her out on a date when the first snow falls, it'll be romantic!"

"Is she going to be your Mom?" I squinted my eyes, I could already smell what she was up to.

"I'm not telling you." She pressed her lips tightly together, "So do you want to get her number or not? I'll tell you how."

I hummed as I thought about it, "Fine, how?"

"Yes!" She cheered and I imagined her pumping her fists in the air in my head, "You're a regular there so I'm assuming you guys have had small talk every now and then, correct?"

"Correct."

"Alright, next time you buy coffee, ask her what her preferences are… say 'So, Coffee, Tea, or maybe a date with me?' and just be yourself!" She advised me and I couldn’t help but snort out into a laugh at how cringey that sounded.

"I am not going to say that to her." I shook my head.

"I already know what's going to happen and if you go about your traditional ways, you're going to blow it." Her voice became monotone and her facial expressions dead-pan, "Just trust me. It's going to work."

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America carried the paper bag filled with groceries close to her body whilst walking beside me. She practically begged me to walk home instead of using a portal. None of us spoke with one another because I was too occupied thinking about what the reflection told me and I could guess that America was busy thinking about the delicious roast pork that I said I was going to cook when we got home.

As we were passing by Stan's Coffee by the corner and then I saw her, the barista whom I was taking interest in, "Want to grab some coffee?" I asked America out of the blue and she didn't even think twice to nod yes.

"But won't we be late for dinner?" She followed my direction and entered through the automatic doors.

"Nah."

My senses were immediately overwhelmed by the enticing scent of the roasted coffee. The atmosphere was filled with a smell that was intense while still being warm and welcoming, and it caused my taste buds to ache for the dark and smooth coffee that I craved. I approached the counter and with my luck, she was the first to approach and serve me.

"Good Afternoon guys, what can I get for you?" She asked in a bubbly tone, she was always so welcoming and kind towards the customers. I thought she was a ball of sunshine and that's why I found her cute.

"Can I please get an americano and a butterscotch latté?" I ordered while gazing up at the menu overhead.

"I'm going to find a seat." America mumbled at me and carried the groceries with her towards the nearest table.

"Is that all for today?" She smiled and looked up at me. In the back of my mind, the words of the reflection who claims to be my daughter in the future echoed in my mind.

"Actually, I have a question.." I trailed off and the woman's brows quirked up.

"Yeah sure, I'll try my best to answer it."

"I want to know whether you prefer Tea, Coffee… or possibly a date with me?" I eased in with the last choice since I wasn't sure if she was going to take it well.

She dropped her head as she exhaled a small chuckle, "Wow, I wasn't expecting that at all." She hid her smile behind her hand.

I laughed along with her, feeling pretty anxious internally, "So what’s your preference?"

She nodded slowly, unable to hold back a giggle as she grabbed a post-it note from her pocket and wrote her number before handing it over to me, "I finish at seven, let’s have dinner. Stephen right? I’ll bring the beverages to you when it’s ready."

My smile grew wider into a toothy grin as I took the piece of paper from her, "Awesome, I'll see you then."

America saw and felt the shift in my aura as I sat down in front of her, "I smell something fishy going on… Why are you smiling from ear to ear?" She squinted her eyes at me because not too long ago I looked too deep into my seasonal depression.

“Nothing.” I shook my head and discreetly shoved the piece of paper in my pocket, “Can’t I be happy for having coffee?”

“Do you really expect me to believe that?” She leaned in from across the table, “You, Doctor Strange? Smiling like a Cheshire cat over coffee? Judgement day must be coming soon.”

The smile disappeared from my face as she was starting to make fun of me, “There, the smile is off. Judgement day postponed.”

America snorted into a short laugh and shook her head, “Lighten up, Stephen. I’m just teasing!”

“Butterscotch latte?” She approached our table with beverages in hand, America’s face lit up at the sight of her favourite drink and raised her hand, “and the americano.” She placed my mug in front of me.

“Thank you.” I looked up at her, making sure to put a smile on my face and she returned it with her own pretty smile.

“I’ll see you later.” She said and walked away to get back to work shyly.

America’s mouth hung agape and slowly turned her head and surprised gaze towards me, “Coffee huh?” She referred back to my lame excuse after finding out the actual reason behind my smile.

“Shut it, just drink your cavity drink.”

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“So… I’m assuming by that big smile on your face that you went on a date with her?” My daughter wiggled her brows, seemingly excited to hear all about what happened tonight.

Late at night, at approximately the same time every night, I find myself talking to the image of my daughter that is reflected in this mirror. I went on a date and got home pretty late because it went really well, better than I expected, only I didn’t kiss her goodbye when I took her home, I felt like it was too early for that.

“Yeah I did, but America wasn’t too pleased since she couldn’t have the roast pork I promised I would cook for her and had pizza for dinner instead.”

She softly laughed, “She’ll get over it. So, tell me all about her, Dad.” She anticipated from the otherside as I tried to formulate words to start with.

“Well. She was shy at first but she eventually came out of her shell. We had a whole debate about whether being short is better than being tall—she was great company, I really had fun. She has this habit of pushing her glasses from the side of the frame, which was very random for me to notice.” I chuckled to myself, I might’ve counted the times she pushed her glasses back since they kept slipping from her small nose.

She didn’t interrupt me once while I was blabbering about my date, instead she kept this soft genuine smile that made me feel like my heart was melting. I stared at her unmoving figure since I wasn’t moving and broke the short silence that fell between us, “How did you know it was going to snow?”

We walked side by side, our shoulders touching every now and then when I moved to make way for other people on the sidewalk, then suddenly, she stopped walking, “Oh my goodness, look.” She pointed to the dark sky as different sized fluff of snow fell from it, “I’ve been waiting for some snow to come, it’s pretty late this year.”

“Huh.” I said to myself and pulled my coat sleeve up slightly to find that the time was 8.20pm, “So she wasn’t lying…”

“Who wasn’t lying?” She gave me a funny look, I wasn’t aware I was speaking my mind.

“Oh one of my friends told me it was going to snow tonight—I didn’t believe her, but it turned out she guessed correctly.” I chuckled and told her a white lie.

“Who do you think? So do you believe me now?” She asked, and by the tone of her voice, she would’ve crossed her arms by now.

I sighed lightly and nodded, “Yeah, I believe you.”

“You should go and see her again soon! I want to know more, please tell me you planned another date together.” She insisted and asked. She’s really keen on me going out to go on dates, making me believe that this woman is really her future mother.

“Slow down, now that I think about it. You haven’t even told me what we named you.”

“Oh– silly me. My name’s Donna.” She told me her name, my smile fading into a frown at the mention of my sister’s name.

“Donna… I named you that?” I asked, looking down.

“Yes.” She answered softly in a low voice, she probably knew about her aunt and knew how sensitive of a topic it is for me

I shook my head, trying not to let my sadness ruin the great night I had, “Anyways. To answer your question, yes, but not straight away, because we have work to do.”

“Really? Where are you planning to take her next?”

“There’s a musical event on the twenty-forth called In The Twilights at the time square, we’re going to watch some new artists together.” I told her the plan and if I wasn’t hallucinating, her facial expressions slightly became flat.

“Don’t go there. Do something else.” She demanded and I scoffed, her sassiness slightly irritated me.

“Why not? She said she’d love to go, so I’m taking her there.” I argued and firmly refused her order.

She sighed frustratedly, “Just promise me you’ll leave the area before 10.30pm, please.” She pleaded and was very adamant about it.

I raised my brows, “Why?”

“Just promise me. If you want to go, go but please. Leave before 6.30pm. Promise me that.” She clenched her jaw as she pleaded, her eyes solidly staring into mine. Her voice felt tense and I nodded and heard her sigh in relief.

“Okay… I promise, but can’t you tell me why? You’re freaking me out a bit.” I admitted, because I was. Was she going to be in danger? Is something bad going to happen? I need to know so I can prepare for it.

“I can’t tell you. L-look, Dad. I gotta go.”

“Wait!” I yelled and before I could say anything else, she faded into nothing. I sighed heavily as I finally saw my own reflection in the mirror.

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I found her from across the street through the crowd, waving at me with her same bubbly energy. She wore a sage scarf in contrast to my red one, I guess we're really bringing in the spirit of Christmas along with us. As soon as the walking man turned green, she walked towards me, until she found herself directly in front of me.

She wore make-up tonight, it wasn't significant but she looked pretty nevertheless.

"Hi. You're looking pretty handsome tonight." She greeted me with a compliment, swaying gently with her hands in her warm pockets.

"Thanks, and you look dazzling." I returned the compliment, getting a giggle out of her.

"Dazzling? I've never been called that before. I like it." Her smile stretched into a toothy grin, "So shall we?" Her eyes pointed at the barricades where they were accepting tickets.

"We shall." I offered her my arm, in which she clung onto and we made our way to fall in line. It took around five minutes to get in and another five to find our allocated seats. Unfortunately because we got these tickets at the last minute, we sat a bit closer towards the back.

We shifted in our seats until we were comfortable and waited for the show to start.

“I can’t believe I’m having a date with the Doctor Strange.” She squealed out of her own excitement and for some reason, I didn’t like the sound of that. I faked a laugh and for the rest of the night, that was the only thing that was weighing on my mind. Was I just turned off by that?

The show had some great musical artists that were just starting out, I’m surprised that not everyone was singing a Christmas song and for that, I am actually thankful or else I would just nod off to sleep.

I looked at my clock, it was almost 10.30pm and I had promised Donna I would leave, but I was thoroughly enjoying my date that I had forgotten until now, "Do you mind if we leave now?" I leaned in and asked.

"Oh, do you have other plans with your friends?" Her smile dropped and I nodded. I could tell that she put on a fake smile when she got up and left the row with me. We were making our leave from the event until I heard her, the voice singing in my dreams.

"I used to hear a simple song, that was until you came along. Now in its place is something new, I hear it when I look at you…"

I stopped my tracks, carefully listening and pinched the back of my hands to check if this was another dream. I slowly turned around, and in the big screens, I saw her, Donna, who was claiming herself to be my daughter, was now up the stage singing the song that's been stuck in my head for I don't know how long anymore.

"W-What?" I asked and found myself stuck to the ground. I can't leave. I needed to hear the rest of this song. Her song.

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Your soft angelic voice sang the lyrics that you wrote to the people of New York, your well experienced hands played the piano smoothly, closing your eyes from time to time as you lost yourself into your own melody.

"I know this isn't really a christmas song but, wouldn't it be magical to find yourself or your love in this fine night?" You spoke to the crowd who cheered in agreement before you sang the next lyrics.

"With simple songs I wanted more. Perfection is so quick to bore. You are more beautiful by far. Our flaws are who we really are."

You allowed your voice to have more impact compared to when you started and the way you were now playing the piano matched that energy. As the orchestra slowly eased into the climax of the melody. You took in a giant breath, your voice coming out powerful and perfect.

"I used to hear a simple song. That was until you came along. You took my broken melody. And now I hear a symphony~ Ohhh~"

You drawled your voice three pitches higher, giving everyone in the audience chills and goosebumps. You have captivated everyone with the rawness, fullness and smoothness of your voice.

The completion of the song was like the missing piece Stephen’s been looking for and he found his eyes watering at the godly sight of you. Your voice sounded immaculate but somehow he now felt a bit bitter and annoyed because you lied to him.

"And now I hear a symphony…"

The crowd erupted into a clap as you finished your performance. You stood up and walked towards the middle of the stage, in your white fitted evening dress that shimmered softly against the light, bowing and thanking the crowd for the warm applause. Though you found Stephen staring at you into the crowd, you didn't think too much of him for you haven't met him yet.

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moinsbienquekaworu · 2 years ago

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Hi Ram! I hope youre having a good day <3

I'm here for some more fic recs! You have impeccable taste in fic, so what's your top tier recs for obikin and/or vaderwan? Any genre, any length, any rating; if you think it's worth reading it most certainly is something I'm interested in! (And anything with spoilers for Kenobi is cool too! Spoilers don't bother me at all, and I really am trying to finish watching it asap I swear)

All my love to you! I hope your day goes well! <333

(And take your time responding, obv, rec lists take ages to put together but no matter how long goes by before you answer this ask im still v interested! Okay that's it ily)

Tomas when do you want the wedding to be. I don't have a preference personally I'll let you pick the date, I kind of want to wear black though. We do have to come to an arrangement with Pigeon because we're already planning our marriage :'))

Jokes aside, here's my list of 'Obikin fics I really like and if you haven't read them but they sound interesting please go read them', in different categories but no particular order inside of those. This is just a list of fics I liked reading, if you see this and you think I have horrible taste or that those are already popular fics it's fine you're free to think whatever you want but don't tell me lol just ignore this

(I tagged the authors whose tumblrs I knew/could find because I'm a bit shy and tend not to leave comments but I wanted to show my appreciation! If you didn't want to be tagged I am so sorry, I can untag you if you want)

I also threw in other ships with these two I thought you might enjoy and some gen fics with good interactions, I figured you wouldn't mind, this is a rec list specifically for you after all. I know I forgot some good fics and good authors but this was getting really long even like that, so I guess this just means you can come back if you want and I'll have more next time haha

First of all, these are the authors I love so much I couldn’t pick just one fic from them, and even then I omitted some fics I like because the list has to end at some point. I’m not going to say it every time but you can absolutely take a look through all their work, I had to pick favourites here unfortunately

- Intermundia @intermundia

• My Anankē (7/? chapters, 29k)

Professor Obi-Wan Kenobi has a problem. A tall, messy-haired, frustratingly brilliant problem. It's hard to teach Ancient Greek when Anakin Skywalker is making bedroom eyes at you from the back of the room, but somehow he has to manage. Anakin is a student, off limits, and Obi-Wan would never cross that line. Luckily, being a student comes with a countdown to an inevitable graduation.

• Soulbound (12k)

The first place they met was on World of Warcraft, where Anakin is a tank who pulls recklessly and Obi-Wan is his long-suffering healer. The second place they met was at a random bar on a snowy Tuesday night in December.

• Apartment Story (10k)

It's late at night on Coruscant, midway through the Clone Wars. Obi-Wan is not at the Temple, not on his ship, and not answering his coms. Cody is at a loss, and so Anakin is dispatched to find him—despite his resentment at Obi-Wan's deception during the recent Hardeen mission. He finds Obi-Wan in a bar on the lower levels, and he's a little drunk, very depressed, and altogether confused by Anakin's presence. After all, Anakin had just moved out of their shared apartment. Why would he be seeking Obi-Wan out? Or, the boys finally communicate, and realize a few things about how their relationship has changed during the war.

→ Note, Lex Talionis isn’t there because I haven’t been in the right reading mindset to go for it, but I wish I was because it sounds like the coolest thing in the world. I’m also a fan of Temporary like Achilles, Snap, Crackle, Pop, Prompted | Obikin, and I think Symposium altered something in me forever. He also writes excellent metas on tumblr, the ones he wrote for the Kenobi show live rent free in my head!

- RexIsMyCopilot @rexismycopilot

• The Anakin/Obi-Wan series (70/? works, 350k)

Exploring Anakin and Obi-Wan's developing romantic relationship, one sometimes smutty/sometimes angsty/sometimes painful ficlet at a time.

• Fifty Shades of Love and Affection (29/? chapters, 170k)

Anakin interviews the handsome IT director of an insurance company for the news site where he works. He was not ready for Obi-Wan Kenobi.

→ Both are ongoing and absolute pearls, if you’re into domestic discipline (and Anakin getting spanked in general haha) Rex is the author you’re looking for. She also has lots of really interesting posts, mostly in answer to really good asks, up on her tumblr, and they greatly enhance the reading experience of both series in my humble opinion. They’re also just plain fun :’) (also Rex updated as I was polishing off the list like!! what a good timing!!)

- RagnarLothcat @ragnarlothcat

• à la carte (8 chapters, 55k)

Anakin Skywalker is a perfectly normal grad student. He spends his days at the robotics lab, his evenings working at an upscale restaurant and his weekends on inadvisable hookups. That is, until Obi-Wan Kenobi saunters into his workplace and sweeps him off his feet. Despite the misgivings of everyone around them.

• Out of the Bag (8k)

Obi-Wan has made his peace with his inappropriate feelings for his former Padawan. He knows there’s no room in their relationship for romance, and he’s used to denying himself for the greater good. He has everything under control: until Anakin comes back from a mission looking and acting a little different, and suddenly the relationship between Master and Padawan becomes a little fuzzy.

→ Also a big fan of as holy and enchanted, Aggressive Negotiations, Art Imitates Life and Learn Your Place, Young One! Nyanakin has my heart now and forever that's why Out of the Bag is one of the highlighted fics haha

- Tennessoui @tennessoui

• when all we have are shadows (8k)

Anakin’s gone when Obi-Wan wakes up. He’s left a note, a little cutesy message with a smiley face and awful handwriting. He has a class he can’t miss, it says. Obi-Wan’s gone and fucked a college kid. Alright, he knew that from the beginning as soon as he’d seen Anakin’s ID. But now he’s gone and fucked a college kid, and he wants to do it again. This feels like a new, wild level of unacceptable, but he can’t help but remember how Anakin leaned into his touch and his kisses and his words of praise. If anyone is going to coach Anakin through his sexual awakening, why shouldn’t it be Obi-Wan? (This is what Obi-Wan thinks this story is about.) (It's not.)

• like saints, like monsters (8/? chapters, 30k)

Seven years after Obi-Wan Kenobi disappears on a mission, Anakin finally finds him. Or, what's left of him. But before Anakin is a Jedi, an omega, a general, a Chosen One, he's something much more simple. He's a mechanic. He fixes things. And he's going to fix Obi-Wan, heal him, bring him back to himself, even if it takes him seven more years. Even if it takes him fourteen.

→ Also a big fan of you be the tightrope, baby i’ll be the safety net, what tomorrow may bring, what tomorrow may carry away, be careful not to choke on your admirations, lost to a sea of troubles, what’s mine is yours is ours, tongue-tie me so tightly i cannot tell you the truth, almost could have been strangers again, how to say someone’s name like it’s just a string of letters, the Obikin Fairytal Tropes series – okay that's just everything she's written and a long list of other fics without summary but I can't make the post longer and they are GOOD. If the pretty bird & mobi-wan series sounds like it would be your thing, I also heavily encourage you to check it out, it's not my thing but it seems incredible. Kit also has a ton of AUs on her tumblr, which are mostly text posts with a ficlet thrown in if she was inspired, and sometimes sprout their own fic on AO3, toss overboard what is too heavy to carry being the latest (and oh my god I’ve been in love with the couple councelling AU since the beginning I can’t describe how I felt when she uploaded that one to AO3!!)

- Ghost_Owl @twilightofthe

• Parrots, Parkour, Pirates, Punk, and Perfect Strangers (12k)

In which Anakin is having a rough day, Obi Wan just wanted to help out the cute stranger and also maybe impress him, someone films their encounter and it goes viral on Twitter. Now the entire internet wants these two to get married. Too bad neither got the other's name…

→ Also in love with The Snowball Effect!

- Shatou

• The Cygnets at Sundown (28 chapters, 125k)

When the only Jedi sect in all of Kalevala falls to a Sith attack, crèchemaster Obi-Wan Kenobi flees with the six younglings he has taken under his wing. He is prepared to do anything to protect them, even if it means begging for shelter at the doorstep of a Mandalorian clan or giving himself to a warrior in any way an Omega might. That being said, he didn’t expect for his hand to be ceremoniously asked in marriage. Least of all by Anakin Skywalker Kryze, youngest of the three Alphas in line for the throne. or: pre-republic era; omega jedi obi-wan and alpha mandalorian anakin get together after a marriage of convenience, in true idiots-to-lovers style, with a sweet little twist

• A Study in Tears (6 chapters, 52k)

Anakin is used to sinking into the comfort of Obi-Wan’s arms when he is in tears. Obi-Wan is used to offering it. Neither of them realizes the moment when habit tips into heat-haze, but their acceptance for each other is boundless all the same. (or: five times anakin gets aroused by accident when he’s crying and being comforted by obi-wan… and one time obi-wan does)

In collaboration with Duskscribe:

• Eggs and Milk (5 chapters, 19k)

Stewjoni biology is more complicated than Anakin would've guessed.

• to hold and to keep (8 chapters, 28k)

Anakin thinks Obi-Wan doesn’t love. Obi-Wan thinks he shouldn’t love. Somehow, all while believing their respective feelings are unrequited, they still manage to behave like the most married couple ever.

→ Obviously I love all of these, but I have to talk about The Cygnets at Sundown, because I think this fic changed something in me a little bit. Not only did Shatou expand on Mandalorian culture and draw absolutely wonderful illustrations to go fic his fic, but he wrote and composed three different songs for it. Let me repeat that, you can actually go listen to recordings of them singing the songs they composed and wrote the lyrics to that they put in their fics. Like it’s an excellent fic and it made me cry at the end but I cannot explain with words how I felt when I realised he’d put up links for people to go listen to the songs the characters sing. I think I’m a little in love with this fic and honestly who would blame me. (and in a completely direction, Eggs and Milk is one of the only fics I’ve found that has good lactation without mpreg, which is harder to find than you’d think but also hotter than you might imagine, and there’s oviposition on top! what a blessing)

- treescape @treescape

• game plan (6 chapters, 11k)

The measure of footsteps is familiar—and right on schedule. Obi-Wan has been waiting with more anticipation than is seemly, perhaps, but there’s a certain satisfaction that comes of these encounters. He finds himself avidly curious, in the days and weeks that stretch between, to discover what Vader will say or do next time. Or, Vader keeps capturing Obi-Wan during the Wars. Obi-Wan keeps escaping. It's kind of a thing.

• curtain call (1.1k)

Vader brushes cool, mechno fingers along the curve of one cheek, faintly red above his beard, and scowls. He feels eyes catching briefly on the upturn of Obi-Wan’s face before sidling away, feels the guarded interest of more than one slipping through the cloud of embarrassment and chagrin. He files the names of those last away in the darkness of his mind to deal with later. Or, Obi-Wan gives Vader a blowjob while they're at a public event.

• to touch the light, darkest (4/? works, 6k)

In the end, Obi-Wan thought as he watched Vader strain to obey, this was his. No matter who Vader served outside this bedroom, no matter who he called Master in Obi-Wan’s place, here, he needed something only Obi-Wan could give. Or, Obi-Wan fucks Vader back to the Light.

• Professor Kenobi (3/? works, 6k)

Collected one shots about Anakin and his husband, Professor Kenobi.

→ Also love hands on, reason by the pulse, at your leisure, down beside me, truth of you, no space between stars, okay I’ll stop here you get the gist. They also write QuiObi since I know you’re more into those two than me!

- glimmerglanger @glimmerglanger

• Various Applications of Salves and Oils (16k)

Obi-Wan’s shoulders were already red. The back of his neck looked almost the same shade as Dooku’s saber, and the color stretched down his arms and back. Anakin blurted, “You’re burning.” Obi-Wan twisted to look at him, raising an eyebrow. “I’d noticed,” he said, glancing down and shrugging. “Believe me. There’s nothing I can do about it.” OR, how to improve your relationship through the use of oils and salves.

• Nor the Suns Themselves Brighter (26k)

Everything interesting in the desert happened at night, at least in Anakin’s experience. The temperatures dropped with the setting of the suns and the darkness crept in, covering acts that would be revealed under Tatooine’s harsh daylight. Considering what people were willing to do in the light, the night hours were a dangerous time to be about. Anakin was one of the many factors that made them so. (AU where Qui-Gon never took Anakin off of Tatooine) OR, the one where Anakin gets a ready-made family dropped on him and handles the situation far better than anticipated.

→ as someone with skin problems seeing my favourite little guys taking care of each other’s skins was a specific kind of wonderful. I also liked Cascade Overload!

- y0u_idjits @rhymenoceros

• no need to say goodbye (3 chapters, 6k)

“Do you think you’ll take another padawan?” she asks him eventually, not sure why it makes her nervous. But he only grins at her, bumping his shoulder against hers. “Not for a long time, Snips - I’ll let Obi-Wan go next.” Obi-Wan, Anakin, and the legacy they create together.

• ‘SECRET JEDI LOVE AFFAIR’ (3 chapters, 7k)

They zoom in to where General Kenobi’s eyes are fixed on General Skywalker’s ass. Again. A caption pops up: ‘FURTHER PROOF OF THE SECRET JEDI LOVE AFFAIR.’ In an effort to garner support for the men fighting the Republic's war, the clones are given permission to document their lives as they protect the galaxy alongside their Jedi generals. It goes about as well as can be expected.

→ also a fan of yesterday’s jam and all the better to love you with. When I first read No need to say goodbye I cried so hard, let me tell you, sometimes I think about rereading it because it’s so damn good but I think no, I’m not in the mood to cry right now, I’ll leave it for a good session of cathartic crying later (this is a compliment!). All the better to love you with is also exactly the kind of omegaverse you love to see, because why introduce a new gender system if no one’s going to have fun with it anyway?

- Petra @petralemaitre

• Stone or Mahogany/Kinktober 2021, they’re the same fics but the first is chronological order and the second posting order (31 works, 37k words)

Being a Jedi does not preclude exploration of kinks -- and how.

• All his Schrödinger's cats survive (14k)

Obi-Wan has a secret nemesis: Qui-Gon’s padawan Skywalker gets on his last nerve. Padawan Skywalker has a secret ideal of what it is to be a Jedi: Knight Kenobi. When they actually get a chance to hang out, one of them will change his mind.

• Hold out your hand and have no fear (28 chapters, 53k)

Anakin's queenwolf knows who she wants to spend her first heat with. Obi-Wan doubts that she has the best idea for everyone concerned.

→ Also a little in love with The letter but not the spirit and Deepens like a coastal shelf. Note that all of those (except All his Schrödinger’s cats) survive might not be your taste, since they more or less straddle the line with underage (and in the case of Deepens like a coastal shelf just completely go over it), it depends on the fic and your own limits. They’re tagged appropriately, make your own choices and all. I personally cannot get enough of the way they write Obi-Wan and sex scenes, and I love how they pick their titles.

Now onto individual fics I really like, which doesn’t mean I don’t like the rest of the authors’ fics, just that in those cases I either didn’t read almost everything else they wrote or managed to pick a favourite.

• dreams of summer by elisianprince @elysian-prince (5 chapters, 34k)

“On the night of the lunar eclipse, if you place seven different flowers under your pillow, you’ll dream of the other half of your soul—the person you’re meant to spend your life with.” The thought of finding out his true soulmate through a Force vision of some sort sent a thrill through his heart. Anakin was enamored by the very concept of lovers as two halves of the same soul, fitting together perfectly in almost every way imaginable as if they were made for one another. And while Anakin wanted almost more than anything else to know who that person was, he couldn’t fathom it being anyone but Obi-Wan.

→ one of the first Obikin fics I remember reading, and what a good introduction to the ship that was

• A Just Punishment by Achrya/Daiako (2 chapters, 8k)

Omega Padawans are always teamed up with alpha masters, who are given free reign to handle their padawans as they choose. Obi-Wan has always taken a lighter hand than most with Anakin, even when others thought he was being too lenient. Anakin knows, not that anyone ever asks him, that Obi-Wan's approach works just fine...even if sometimes he wishes his Master would put a hand or two on him sometimes. At least that's what he thought he wanted, until an undercover mission finds him saying something he shouldn't to someone he shouldn't, and that someone demands Obi-Wan punish him or else see months of work ruined.

→ another problematic fave but what can I say, the smut is very cool. Do read the notes just to be sure!

• In Vino by Tenillypo (4 chapters, 22k)

Near the end of the Clone Wars, a drunken encounter prompts Anakin and Obi-Wan to confront some long buried truths as they fight for their lives—and for each other. (aka, the one where Obi-Wan's dick saves the galaxy)

→ apparently it got a sequel since the last time I read it?? absolutely jumping on it after I’m done with this list

• parks & recreation by luckee and septemberist @theseptemberist (3 chapters, 32k)

Obi-Wan left his apartment in the city with the hope that a walk in nature might help to cure his writer’s block. He didn’t expect to nearly fall off a cliff, and he certainly didn’t plan to be found by the world’s most beautiful—and infuriating—park ranger.

→ leela1414 wrote a follow-up, Reunion! I remember reading that one early on in my Obikin journey in my lunch period and I was absolutely fascinated, hunched over on my phone trying to absorb everything about it.

• Five Times Anakin Skywalker Played Horrible Party Games and One Time He Knew Better by AllennellA (12k)

Five times Anakin Skywalker played horrible party games and one time he knew better. Alternatively: Anakin Skywalker finds out that the Jedi Code should really be called the Jedi Guidelines, because no one really follows them. Aayla Secura lives the Wild Life™. Also Padme knows how to throw a really good party and Anakin is too much of a scrub to appreciate it.

→ I have vague memories of this fic but the concept is hilarious and I remember it had good vibes. Also Aayla is in there and we all love her

• On Whose Authority by Mithrigil (8 chapters, 33k)

After seven years training as Qui-Gon's Padawan, Anakin finally has questions that his Master can't answer. A specialist in force-user initiation and the erotic mysteries might be just what Anakin needs--but Kenobi is almost too good at his job.

→ When I realised I’d forgotten to write that one down on my first few passes to the list I was so offended at myself because that fic is just so !!!

• Gray Matter by unfortunate17 @unfortunate17 (2 chapters, 16k)

“Master? Is that you?” It’s too dark in the hole the blast has created for them to make out any details, but Obi-Wan can see a dark silhouette finally get to his feet a few feet away from him. The figure is too short, not quite lean enough, to be Anakin. Obi-Wan watches helplessly as Anakin – or should he say, himself – steps into the faint light emanating from the holocron. There’s a long moment of silence, broken only by Anakin saying, voice still hoarse but distinctively Obi-Wan-esque, “What in sithhells is going on?” – Or, in which Anakin touches a dangerous force object and now him and Obi-Wan are trapped in each other’s bodies until something, or someone, can find a solution to their predicament. But before they can, they're both going to make some eye-opening discoveries about the other.

→ In my head it’s The Body Swap fic, when I remembered it I knew I had to put it on here

• [IASIP Music] Anakin Gives Himself A Housework Kink by willowcrowned @willowcrowned (2k)

It began as most things with Anakin began—without Obi-Wan's knowledge, and against his will. Or it would have been, if Obi-Wan had ever thought to consider the possibility, which he hadn’t, because the possibility was patently insane. This, he had learned (over and over and over again, for as long as Anakin had been around), was little defense against whatever it was Anakin had done this time, as Anakin’s conception of what was sane and what wasn’t was rather far outside what was normal.

→ The one and only, the first Obikin fic I can remember reading (or at least the first one I downloaded to my phone) Beloved, very good memories, gave me a taste for Anakin with all sorts of fun kinks. Funfact, it took me a good year (that is to say I realised like, yesterday) what the [IASIP music] in the title meant :’) I thought it was the author’s way of sorting their fics or something

• starbird by imaginarykat @imaginaryanon (9k)

As far as Anakin’s concerned, Obi-Wan is the picture of a perfect Jedi. – or, – Anakin thinks he knows everything about Obi-Wan but doesn't. Anakin thinks a lot of things, actually, and he's wrong about most of them. Anakin's whole world view is turned upside down. Obi-Wan is having the time of his life.

→ okay confession time, when I tried reading it for the first time a while ago I remember stopping in the middle like – ! oh no Obi-Wan isn’t like that! Having seen the error of my ways (read the fic until the end to get the full picture) I now only have to say, past-me was wrong, go read it it’s good and then ending is something

• Talk to me by ToolMusicLover @obi-wkenobi (4k)

Recording an audiobook can be horribly dull, but Anakin finds that he doesn't mind when he gets to ogle Obi-Wan Kenobi.

→ I just think it’s neat! I also like the rest of the author’s fics, let me tell you I jumped soo fast on the new chapter of Hands that are earnest, brave and true when it updated

• if i only knew by wanderlove (16 chapters, 120k)

Newly knighted Obi-Wan Kenobi and his padawan, Anakin Skywalker, have been sent to Ryloth on a simple diplomatic envoy. While there, an unsettling incident causes Obi-Wan to look at Anakin in a new light and re-evaluate...everything. The Galaxy will never be the same. aka: "come for the obikin, stay for the tzai and deep emotional discussions that dismantle every single misunderstanding in the prequels."

→ No favouritism here, I love all the fics I named very much – but this is A Fic with capital letters. It’s so good. I cried so much at the end. I’m in love.

And here’s a bonus category, because listen, I love Obikin, and that's what I mostly read but it doesn’t have to be just them or romantic! So here’s the Obianidala, Quiobiani and gen fics with those two I like, colour-coded for convenience (the Quiobiani is for you Tomas this is a wedding proposal)

• Prompted | Obianidala by intermundia (2 chapters, 9k words)

A collection of short smutty oneshots written in response to prompts :) 1) During the Clone Wars, Obi-Wan and Padmé have come to an arrangement to share Anakin, trading him back and forth. Anakin, the brat, adores the arrangement, and has a very good birthday. 2) Same AU, Padmé almost died on Naboo because of the Blue Shadow Virus, and takes Anakin to Varykino to recover. It takes Obi-Wan's help to calm him down from his stress about almost losing her.

→ no comment, I think I already gushed enough about Will haha

• Three’s Company by RexIsMyCopilot (2 chapters, 8k)

Obi-Wan allows his sub to be used as a learning experience.

→ this one is set in the 50 shades universe and makes more sense if you’ve already read that one first but it’s really fun! Rex also got a few very fun asks about these three on her blog

• Untitled Soulmate Game by Ghost_Owl (2 chapters, 27k)

In a galaxy where the Force has crafted soulmates for the people who live in it, there are also sacred guides that appear to guide two lost souls together to seal their soul bond with a fated kiss. Unfortunately, the guides are also loud, feathered, and will bite you. The guiding experience is not particularly pleasant. Anakin and Padmé's mornings both become much more exciting when they each wake up to pairs of horrible geese hell-bent on leading them to their soulmates. Obi Wan's already been kidnapped for a couple of days, so two geese manifesting in his cell isn't as big a deal.

→ I mean do I need to say anything else. Force geese that lead you to your soulmate. You agree. Read it.

• perfect decimals by shatou (2 chapters, 17k)

Anakin knows three things to be absolute truth: one, that he is the only Omega in his long lineage of Alphas; two, that Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon are in love; and three, that nobody has ever wanted and will ever want him. [unreliable narrator intensifies]

→ Love it when authors make Anakin feel a lot of emotions >:)

• shared by treescape (2 chapters, 579 words)

Their ruts have never actually coincided, but sometimes it's close. This time, Qui-Gon’s starts less than an hour after Anakin’s has ended.

→ I don’t know what to tell you it’s just really good

• Charting Constellations Unseen by glimmerglanger (18k)

So, perhaps Padmé really wanted to be crawling into Obi-Wan’s bunk in the midnight hours. Perhaps she wanted to run her hands up his body, over pale skin and freckles, the planes of muscle that might shift beneath her touch. Perhaps she really wanted to kiss his mouth, sink fingers into his hair, pant against his skin. Anakin wouldn’t have been able to blame her, really. He’d entertained so many of the same thoughts. OR, the one where Anakin and Padmé realize some things about one another and have to decide what to do about the realization.

→ It’s been such a while since I read it but I should go and check it out again because !!

• she loves me, she loves me not by y0u_idjits (1k precisely)

The Force hums, running breezy fingers through his hair. My little star, you’re going to be everything. Anakin Skywalker loves the Force, and she loves him.

→ exactly 1k words and it gets me emotional every time I’m never going to be over it

• Virtue Fluttering series by Petra (2/? works, 14k)

Obi-Wan asks Anakin to top him. Anakin obliges to the best of his ability, honed by months of marriage and spanking games with Padmé. // Anakin's second attempt to top Obi-Wan goes considerably better than his first thanks to getting a better caliber of instructions. Padmé has opinions about what they're up to.

→ I already talked about these authors earlier & I don’t think I need to repeat myself, if you liked the rest of Petra’s fics you’ll like these

• Plot Twist by ?, the fic is orphaned (10k)

The supposed love triangle between Mr. Skywalker, Ms. Amidala, and Mr. Kenobi is all their students (and even their fellow teachers) can talk about. The only thing is, no one at Coruscant High School can figure out exactly which of them are together.

→ Every time people call Obi-Wan some variation of DILF it adds to my lifespan

• Operatics by obikinn @obikinn (3k)

“Dear one, when was your last heat?” Obi-Wan asked, and Anakin groaned and wanted to hit himself for not realizing until then. Of course. If anything, he should have at least noticed the cool slick starting to trickle out of his ass and onto the couch. With all the insanity of the past few weeks, rescuing the Chancellor and capturing Dooku and crashing the Invisible Hand, the passing of time had completely slipped Anakin’s mind. Oh, Force, speaking of the Chancellor— Or, Anakin goes into heat instead of going to the opera during Revenge of the Sith, and the galaxy is saved.

→ Please fuck him away from the Dark Side 😌

• Mistakes For My Binary Heart by TheFlirtMeister

After Obi-Wan finds himself without accommodation, he is forced to move in with his friend Anakin, and girlfriend Padme. Anakin is a full time Youtuber who screams down the flat in the middle of the night, and Padme keeps using Obi-Wan as a model for her photography project. This combined with Anakin's finicky cats, Threepio and Artoo, means that Obi-Wan isn't going to survive for long.

→ It’s sweet and cute and Palpatine suffers, what else can you possibly want

• the more things change (the more they are the same) by Whitefox

Qui-Gon survives TPM, and lives to be Anakin’s Master. However, some things are meant to be, and the Force (and therefore Anakin) has other ideas.

→ Once again, leaving – well not best, but a fic that has a special place in my heart, for last, this one is just wonderful and I love it so much I wish I could eat it. Alas, I’ll have to make do with rereading it regularly

Okay I think that will be all, love you Tomas come yell into my inbox any time you are always welcome. I counted how many fics/series I put here and um I might have gone. A bit overboard. That's 82 recs just for you though, have fun reading <3

#star wars #obikin #i won't tag the two ot3s since this isn't actual content for it and it's under a readmore #god the stress of tagging so many authors i respect so so much??#i'm not sure i want them to actually see this post and a tag is really really increasing the chances #but also. i love them. i love their writing. i want to show my appreciation!! you bring me so much joy and comfort!!!#i want to give something in return and i really have trouble commenting or even going in people's askboxes #so this seems like a reasonable thing to do #hope you like this tomas i am Stressed #wow i have an asks tag now #fandom nerdery #ram's fic recs

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ahh thank you so much for taking the time to write this response to the fic! soft intimate gestures that convey love are my favourite kind to write!! they so much more than words to me 🥺 i've always thought that crosshair shows a lot of his love through acts of service but also with small touches like this.

i know a lot of people think he doesn't like touch but in the show, you don't see him shy away from it. he places a hand on echo's shoulder, pats hunter on the shoulder, he doesn't shrink away from omega's touch in the brig, he holds cody's wrist in the stairwell etc. and this all occurs with people he trusts. so i don't think it's out of character for him to be touchy-feely in a romantic situation!

crosshair is nothing if not teasing! i think if he was in love, all he'd do is tease you just so he could rile you up and get a reaction from you bc he loves seeing you like that!

but yes 🥺 missing reader's voice even tho he teased that they were talking too much 🥺 it's everything!! when crosshair loves, he is all in.

anyway i'm rambling but thank you so much for reading!! so happy you enjoyed this silly little piece 🥹💗

moonlight devotions / crosshair x gn!reader

pairing: crosshair x gn!reader (no y/n). reader has a nickname.

description: you ask crosshair if he would still love you if you were a worm. he gives you his answer.

word count: 1,319

warnings: none. just fluff.

i have requests to do but this popped into my head while i was trying to sleep and i had to get it out first. this was fun to write! hope you enjoy <3

also posted this on ao3. feedback is welcomed, reblogs are appreciated <3

Moonlight streamed into the room, illuminating a path from the window to the bed, stretching across the bed sheets and Crosshair’s bare chest. It was a regular warm night on Pabu, but there was a sporadic cool breeze coming off the ocean that billowed the thin curtains. It wasn’t strong enough to reach the bed you both lay in, but it cooled the room slightly, pushing you up against Crosshair’s side – not that either of you complained at the closeness.

The lantern on your bedside table was barely lit, slowly dimming throughout the night as you whispered and spoke lowly to each other about anything and everything, even though there was no one else to risk waking in your shared bungalow. You had been talking for hours, too wired up to sleep straight away after a late dinner with his brothers and sister.

Now, you were in a lull of conversation, the only sound between you was your breathing. Crosshair’s arm encircled your frame in this position, holding you to his side, his thumb rubbing your arm softly. You had hooked one of your legs over his and drew patterns into the soft brown skin of his ribs with the tip of your finger, which broke out in prickles at your touch. You suppressed a yawn and angled your head up at him from the crook of his arm, studying his features. He stared up at the ceiling, breathing deeply and evenly. His skin had tanned even more in the Pabu sun, and the crease between his brows was a little less prominent. You loved him like this. You knew he liked being like this too, even if he never expressed it in words.

“Cross?” you asked, flattening your hand against his solid stomach.

“Hmm?” he hummed, his hand squeezing your arm briefly.

“Would you still love me if I was a worm?”

You delighted in the way his face creased in confusion. He looked down at you. “What?” he questioned, the word forming slowly.

“Would you still love me if I was a worm?” you repeated, lips itching to smile at him.

He looked at you, gears turning in his head as he processed your words. “Why would you be a worm?”

You turned in his grasp, so you lay on your stomach, his hand gently falling to your waist as he adjusted to look at you, the moonlight softening his face.

“Maybe there was a…sorceress who was jealous of your affection for me…and was so mad that she decided to curse me to being a worm forever,” you tried to keep a neutral expression, biting the inside of your mouth to stop it from curling in amusement.

Crosshair’s brow raised, his hand absentmindedly moving back and forth across your waist. “A sorceress?”

“Yes.”

Crosshair hummed before he thought for a moment. “Is it just you that’s a worm? Not me?”

“Just me.”

Crosshair hummed again. His hand still moving slowly, this time his fingers tracing circles on the small of your back, as he considered the question. “I guess.”

You gaped at him. “You guess?”

He raised a brow at you, lips quirking in an amused smirk. “Do you want me to say no?”

“No,” you poked him hard. “I want you to be more certain!”

Crosshair chuckled, his fingers still dancing over your skin. “Why do you want to know so bad, ka’tra?”

“Why are you avoiding the question?” you huffed.

Crosshair gave a rare grin, stretching his face. “I’m not.” You rolled your eyes. “Why are you asking me?” he asked, gently touching under your chin with his free hand.

You shrugged. “I would still love you. I’d make you a little house. Maybe even a little hat.”

Crosshair let out a breathy but confused laugh. “A hat?”

“You don’t want a worm hat?” you grinned.

“What do I need a hat for?”

“Why not?”

“Well, for one thing, worms don’t even have eyes.”

“You can still have a hat.”

Crosshair sighed, shaking his head, still smiling. “If you were a worm, would you be able to talk?”

“No, I’m a worm.”

Crosshair tapped his lips as if in thought. “Hmm…so it would be a lot quieter then…”

You laughed, shoving him playfully, though not hard enough for him to budge even an inch. He laughed warmly as he pulled you closer with both arms around you this time.

“I would still love you if you were a worm, ka’tra. Keep you in my pocket. Take you around. Make sure no one stepped on you or used you for fish bait,” he told you, burying his head in the crook of your neck, kissing you gently there.

“Such a romantic.”

Crosshair laughed along with you, his breath tickling you as the gravelly sound filled the room and rumbled in his chest. He wrapped his arms around you and shifted you both, so he was on his back with you on top of him, chest to chest. You placed your head down on him, your ear above his heart. It beat steadily in there, as it should. It was a rhythm that comforted you beyond words. He ran one hand up and down your back, the ministration soothing you enough for your eyes to begin to get heavy and for your breathing to match his. You were on the fringes of sleep when you heard him a moment or several later.

“I would try and find a way to break the curse though,” he told you, his voice almost a whisper, his gaze stuck on the ceiling again. You lifted your head to look at him, chin resting on his sternum. You were a little surprised at his declaration, and yet…not at all. He was just like that – devoted, even in hypothetical and impossible scenarios.

You smiled softly at him, touched. “You would?”

Crosshair met your eyes, his hands slowing to a stop. “I’d miss your voice…and this,” his hands stopped and wrapped around you, so he held you tight against his body. “I’d miss holding you…having you close.”

You smiled and sat up, his arms sliding against your sides as you moved to straddle him. “You could hold me in your palm if I was a worm.” You grabbed his hand and circled his palm with your finger, then kissed it.

Crosshair shook his head. “Wouldn’t be the same…” he sat up, that same hand reaching up to cup your face, thumb tracing your cheekbone. You gazed at him, the side of his face lit by the moon, the soft brown of his eyes full of something he only ever let you see. You could count the lines on his face that had appeared from the Pabu sun and see the inconsistencies in the lines of his tattoo, where the ink had bled into the texture of his skin. Words couldn’t express the ways in which you loved him.

His hands fell to your hips as he leaned in to capture your lips in his, kissing you sweetly but not without the searing heat that all his kisses held. With your arms wrapped around his neck, he drew you closer and you rocked yourself forward, moaning softly into his mouth as you pressed your heart into his as if they could be physically fused together. His grip on your hips tightened before he slowly pulled away, kissing down your jaw to behind your ear.

“Couldn’t do that either,” he whispered in your ear, making you shiver.

“Good thing you’re going to break the curse.”

He pressed one more kiss on your temple. “If it’s the last thing I do.”

He laid back down, pulling you with him. Tiredness suddenly seeped into your body, and you looked to see the lantern was now completely out. You sighed as you lay against his chest, letting your heavy eyelids close as Crosshair’s hand moved slowly up and down your back just as it did before, soothing you to sleep.

banner art by @vimse

mando'a / ka'tra = night sky thank you for reading! <3 hope you enjoyed this little bit of fluff! i'm on a mission to write as much soft crosshair as i can. wanted to get this out before i finished off the gen requests that have been patiently waiting to be completed. once i finish those requests, i have a few other fic ideas stuffed in my brain so stay tuned :')

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kalorphic · 3 years ago

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I CANT BELIVE I MESSED UP AGAIN! 😭 IM SO SLEEP DEPRIVED. I MEANT MC AND CODY.

Im not the clown I’m the whole circus

Also I’m taking the opportunity to say I love you so much and I love your work. I didn’t send asks before because I was shy and I admire you so much (but then I saw that you like post of me being dumb in other blogs and I always PANIC) so I’m trying to get over that shyness. I love the way you write and yoo seem so lovely it’s hard not to like you. I hope you have a wonderful day, and I want to say forgive my stupidity but I know this won’t be the last time 🧍‍♀️

I think it’s just me and this blog, I am infecting to all with the dumbassery 😭👍

SKATER FROG 🫶🫶🫶

Ahh omg Cova ily2 <333 thank you so much for your lovely words and for all you contributions to the nova memes, you’re too kind, but I really appreciate them!! 🥹 I always love seeing your interactions with others (you putting Kal in their place is by far my favourite though 👀). I’m so glad you decided to reach out and know that my ask box and messages are always open if you wanna send me more memes chat! I hope you also have an incredible day 🤍🤍

#ask #cova <3 #positivity #making me cry on a Sunday afternoon 🥹

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minniethemoocherda · 2 years ago

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Sins Of The Past: Sleepover

Summery: A collection of drabbles set in my modern au where the Bad Batch raise Omega after rescuing her from the abusive hands of their mother. In this chapter, Omega experiences her first sleepover.

ao3

So far, Omega's first sleepover had been living up the hype of the ones she had seen on TV.

First they had played soccer in Hera's garden which was easily the size of a real football pitch! Once they'd exhausted themselves they'd ate their weight in pizza whilst marathoning Hera's favourites movies; these really old films from the nineteen-sixties called Star Trek. Now they were all hanging out in the girl's bedroom, dressed in their pyjamas having done each others hair and painted their nails in each of the varying shades of green Hera's mum owned.

Omega was in an old army issue sleeping bag that Cody had leant her. It was way too big for her but it kept her warm which was what Cody said was most important.

Hera, Numa and Katooni were all piled onto Hera's bed because her parents let her have a double bed!

Ganodi was Katooni's best friend who had a cool curly mohawk and loved the colour green almost as much as Hera did. She had dragged the beanbags from the living room and had claimed them as her bed for the night.

There was one girl left who was joining Omega with a sleeping bag. Her name was Zosia. Out of all the girls, she was the one that Omega didn't know as well. They were both in the same class and on the soccer team, but outside of that, Omega hadn't hung out with her properly before. She got the impression that Zosia was quite shy. Which was fine with Omega as she understood what it was like to be shy around a group of kids you didn't know that well.

"So..." Ganodi sing-songed from where she lay upside down on the bean bags. "Boys..."

"What about them?" Omega asked in genuine confusion.

"Do you like any of them?" Ganodi asked, a gleam in her dark eyes.

Omega's bronze skin paled. She should have expected this question eventually. All the sleepover movies she'd seen in her research for tonight, always had the characters talking about boys. And by like, Omega knew that Ganodi didn't mean just like as a friend. She should have prepared an answer for this!

Thankfully Katooni came to her rescue.

"Why would we like boys? They're all stupid." She said which judging by the ones in their class, Omega thought was a pretty fair statement.

"Sure they are. And that's why you giggled when Petro did that one handed cartwheel that you dared he couldn't do."

"So, they're still all stupid." Katooni protested, her chin up and arms crossed as she refused to meet Ganodi's eye.

"Well..." Zosia piped up, fiddling with the end of her long ponytail. Omega nearly jumped. It was the first time she's heard the girl speak all night. "My Dads are married. And if two boys can love each other then why cant we have a crush on girls instead."

Omega nodded along with the others because yeah that made sense. Omega wasn't sure if she thought any girls were cute either. But she was only ten years old, and as Hunter was keen to remind her, she had a long rest of her life to think about romance.

Fortunatly the conversion moved away from romance after that. They watched some more of Hera's space movies, more recent ones thankfully. Until Hera's Mum came into tell it was time to go to sleep for real now.

Omega curled herself up in her sleeping bag, as the others eventually fell asleep. Despite her sleeping hood being pulled over her head, she could still hear the soft snore of the girls around her. She wasn't sure if the constant reminder of other people's presence was a comfort or keeping her awake.

It was the first time since her brothers took her home that Omega had slept anywhere else. And despite the logical part of her brain knowing that Nala was currently in prison, part of her couldn't help but worry that without her brothers there to protect her, there was nothing stopping their mother from snatching her away in the night.

She rolled over for what felt like the millionth time, trying to relax. Her heart nearly jumped put of her chest when she noticed the pair of bright blue eyes peering at her from the darkness.

"Sorry." A voice whispered. It took a moment for Omega to adjust to the darkness that the blue eyes and disembodied voice actually belonged to Zosia. "Is this your first sleepover?"

Omega nodded, annoyed with herself that it was apparently that obvious.

But Zosia just smiled at her. A genuine one, not the cruel kind that some of the other girls at school used. Omega watched as she stroked her ponytail again, until she sighed apparently coming to some sort of decision.

"Someone tried to kidnapped me when I was younger." Zosia revealed which, whatever Omega had expected the young girl to say it certainly wasn't that. "I was at the supermarket with my Dads when some man grabbed me and tried run away. I don't remember it very well. But I do remember being scared for a long time afterwards. My Dads barely let me out of their sight and I didn't want to leave them out of mine either. So when I went to my first sleepover I was terrified."

Zosia shuffled in her sleeping bag until she tugged out a stuffed toy pug.

"This is Muchi. My Dads got it for me on my first sleepover. To watch over me whilst I slept. You cab borrow him for the night, if you want?"

Omega took the stuffed animal from her outstretched hand. One of Muchi's eyes had fallen off, leaving it winking at her with its lopsided head and the fabric on its stomach had been worn away from where it had been hold tight. It was clear that Zosia loved Muchi very much.

"Are you sure?" Omega asked.

Zosia nodded. "Of course. Besides you've got to remember that Hera's parents are in the room next door. They'll keep us safe. Plus I'm nearest to the door. So if anyone wanted to hurt you, then they'd have to go through me first. And I won't let them."

"Thank you." Omega whispered. If Zosia trusted her enough with Muchi then she trusted that the girl also meant her words. And despite already knowing she was safe, hearing them said out loud actually made her believe it.

Omega snuggled back into her sleeping bag, feeling the warmth that it had been given to her by her family and the soft hug of Muchi that held her. As Omega finally allowed herself to drift off to sleep, her last conscious thought was that she wished she had made friends with Zosia sooner.

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ilum-you-so-much · 2 years ago

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So it's about 6 hours until midnight here, and I want to link to my favourite original posts from this year. I participated in two (2!) challenges, and I've always been kind of shy in actively participating in a fandom, so sending a form to ask for a bingo sheet was so odd. Of course I also had a very hazy idea how bingo works so that was also odd.

Here's a few non-shippy pieces that are dear to me plus some Codywan art (also dear to me ha) 1. The Fishnet Tights Post that I spent entirely too much time on

(The reason I spent too much time on it was because I was stupid and did a lot of things the hard way and had to redo them again) 2. The No-Order 66 AU

I wanted to continue this and add Obi-Wan brawling with Leia in the background but kept putting it off so maybe next year? (Who am I kidding I'll completely redraw this next year if anything) 3. The Everyday Life and Struggle of Obi-Wan Kenobi

That tea is not going to drink itself.

4. Codywan - The Painting

Loved making this and painting the background even more than painting Obi-Wan and Cody. Which is rare because I suffer from the "3/4 angle portrait with single colour background" disease.

5. Codywan- The Animation(tm)

I'm pretty happy with this, since I managed to put in everything I wanted, and even finished it. 6. Codywan - I Moustache You Something

The last Codywan of this year. I don't really have any ideas for more art, so I'll need to go through some prompt lists and see if anything hits me hard enough.

#star wars fanart #star wars art #star wars fan animation #codywan art #codywan #obi wan kenobi #commander cody #codywan fan art

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peakgenko · 4 years ago

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Songs the Haikyuu boys would slow dance with you to...

CW; suggestive sexual themes

N/A, my heart nutted while writing this tbh

not proofread!!

Kei Tsukishima

Dream A Little Dream of Me- The Mamas & The Papas

I don’t even know how i made this connection but i feel like tsukishima hums a lot of old songs and so this would be one of them

Or slow dancing in the dark by joji. it’s his favourite song. because of you.

Yuu Nishinoya

So Good At Being in Trouble- Unknown Mortal Orchestra

You’d rock back and fourth with him slowly while his lips press against the back of your hand— his eyes staring intently while he hums the lyrics

Shoyo Hinata

I’m Yours- Jason Mraz

So it’s not really something you can slow dance to but this is definitely his song for you. He sings this to you in the showers, during pillow talk, or drum the rhythm with his fingers against a Tupperware when he’s cooking something for you.

He’ll pull you in by the waist and nuzzle his head up against your back with a grin.

At this point it’s his favourite song because it always gets him in the mood. But that’s only because he thinks of you when he hums it.

Rintarō Suna

Versace On The Floor- Bruno Mars

OMG

okay so I imagine the two of you on some dance floor. Like at a club. I head canon that he’s good at dancing. Effortlessly too.

The music stops and and they choose a slow song to end the evening

You’re wearing a dress that cuts off mid thigh. And he’s in a little suit. His blazers loose and his collared shirt is buttoned down since it got a little heated in the midst of sweaty bodies practically grinding up against eachother

Underneath the red and purple spotlights, specks of iridescent lights from the disco ball hanging from the ceiling arrange themselves on your faces.

He’s singing the lyrics wholeheartedly with a fox like grin while his hands roam down to your ass. Although it’s intent was far from sexual.

Atsumu Miya

Corduroy Dreams- Rex Orange County

LOVE LOVES WHISTLING IT TO YOU

Definitely does kiss you in the shower for a couple hours.

He’s fresh out of the shower and he’s wearing nothing but a pair of sweatpants. Drops of water race down to his feet as they roll down his bare chest. You have your towel wrapped around your chest

One hand laced with his, he leads you in a slowing pace around the room with a chirpy smile.

Osamu Miya

Blessed- Daniel Caeser

i’m not sure how i made this conclusion but i’m gonna go with it

He has the prettiest voice when he sings along.

It’s not really dancing though. He has your back facing his chest while his arms enveloped on top of your collar bones and shoulders. He’s pecking gentle kisses against your cheek while rocking back and fourth to the song while you two prepare breakfast.

Keishin Ukai

Fly Love- Jamie Foxx

I imagine you two on some sort of resort of beach. You two are soaked of water but this song just happens to pop up so you stand there in his arms while he teasingly blows a cloud of smoke into your face.

Keiji Akaashi

HENTAI BY CIGARETTES AFTER SEX!!!!

okay for those of you who don’t know that song i know by the title of the song it looks sus and trust me he was definitely skeptic of it as well but give it a listen because now you’re all he ever thinks about when he hears this song.

he swears he’ll dance to this with you in his arms on your wedding day.

if you’re feeling angsty, he’d definitely hold you close and dance with you to the swan by camille saint-saëns

Wakatoshi Ushijima

I Hear A Symphony- Cody Fry

He loves how classy it sounds and it perfectly describes how he feels about you. hell it may even be his favourite song.

He felt like volleyball was his only purpose and for a while he was more than okay with that. until he met you and now he strives for more in life. Hence the whole “I used to hear a simple song” verse. loves putting emphasis in his tone when singing “perfection is so quick to bore...you are my beautiful by far” (only to himself of course) homeboy gets a little embarrassed when it comes to singing.

Daichi Sawamura

Nothing’s Gonna Hurt You Baby- Cigarettes After Sex

I don’t even need to have a scenario for this like he just radiates this energy:((

Like imagine his cheek pressed against yours while his hand weaves through your hair

Tadashi Yamaguchi

You say I’m in love- Banes World!!!!!!!!

Head empty just you and yams dancing to this song underneath LEDs and a ceiling projector

you’re all he thinks about when he sings this song

and bubblegum by clairo- he’d tell you not to focus on the lyrics but instead the instrumental portion. he says the comforting mellow beat reminds him of you.

Kenma Kozume

Nothing- Bruno Major.

Sings the lyrics to you

You’d think he’d be too shy and youre right but it’s because he does it subconsciously.

BRO THIS WOULD LITERALLY BE HIS SONG IN A RELATIONSHIP

Aran Ojiro

Ugotme- Omar Apollo

Such a good singer as well

When the two of you dance, you two dance.

His ability to dance is almost mesmerizing along with his singing.

Sings while covering your neck and collarbones with kisses

Satori Tendou

How Deep Is Your Love- Bee Gees

Also dramatically lip syncs the lyrics to you

Lifts you up into the air and into his arm almost five times mid dance.

He’ll shake his head with his lips pressed up against your neck while his hands trail upwards and toy with the hem of your shirt, his hands hungry with anticipation to just rip it off.

and you scold him when you feel his lips contort into a devilish grin.

Kotaro Bokuto

Hopelessly Devoted To You- Olivia Newton John

hear me out. He only knows this song because akaashi made him watch grease bc he says bokuto should be exposed to the “classics” and since watching it at age 12 with akaashi and bo’s two sisters, he’s prayed that one day he’d meet someone that’d make him feel the way that song did.

He does now and everytime that songs on he’s practically carrying you in his arms.

Tobio Kageyama

Love Me Please- OCTAVIO

this is the only song he knows with the exception of old kanye west because he considers his music grind music but you definitely put him on this song.

He’s literally a psychopath who doesn’t listen to anything EXCEPT like popular rap songs from 2017-2018. And even then he’ll only tolerate it when he needs to work out.

And then he meets you. Now he listens to music in a different aspect.

He knows he’s not the most romantic guy out there but he’s trying his best and you tell him that’s more than enough. He loves you so much.

Koushi Sugawara

This Side of Paradise- Coyote Theory

he’s dragging you out of the house to dance with you to this song. bonus points if it’s raining

he’s also the type to scream-sing to love songs.

There aren’t any cars in the vicinity due to the pouring rain so the two of you make your way to the road.

Your hand in his, he twirls you underneath the storm and into his arms.

Toru Oikawa

Pretty Boy- The Neighborhood

He’ll put so much emphasis in his tone on the “Even if the earth starts shaking, you’re the only thing worth taking- with me. Even if the sky’s on fire, got you here it’s alright.” verse

You’re literally everything to him

he won’t let you go even for a second until this song is finished even then he’ll have trouble parting.

Hajime Iwaizumi

Baby I’m Yours- Arctic Monkeys cover

It’s not even dancing at this point, it’s just you two cuddling and him pretending like he hates it even though he’s the one who refuses to let go of you.

Ryonusuke Tanaka

Knockin’ Da Boots- H-town

if he’s not dancing to this with you in his arms he’s definitely ironically grinding on the floor to this with a fuck boy face.

Hitoka Yachi

two queens in a king sized bed- girl in red

I just imagine the most “call me by your name” scenery type shit.

Or maybe like a field of flowers? You just have her in your arms on some sort of picnic date she planned for the two of you

Semi Eita-

I Wanna Be Yours- Arctic Monkeys

your arms wrap around his neck and his lips press onto yours while the two of you sway back and fourth underneath red led lights.

don’t be surprised if things get sexual.

Tetsuro Kuroo

Careless Whisper- George Michael

okay first he played this song when you were over once and he had it on so that he could initiate a little make out sess with you but when you could tell how nervous he was on making a move on you you told him that there was no pressure on anything and he sort of just danced with you instead. he ended up unironically really liking this song because of that.

(bonus: if it’s fanon kuroo he likes to dance to sway by Michael Bublé with you and the whole time he’s just eyeing you down with a sly grin)

Kiyoomi Sakusa

Beach Baby- Bon Iver

Space Song- Beach House

I imagine it’s raining horribly outside to the point where the thunder outside is retro boomin

but the windows are open because both you and Sakusa love the sound of rain pouring

he has this song playing from his record player while he hums against your neck.

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