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[nintendolover13]

This took me THREE days but I am in love with the end result. This was inspired by this post/video.

[jgvfhl]

Okay so maaayybe going to talk to Rex late at night wasn't the best idea?

hehe inspiration courtesy of @chevyharvelle's post Here!

@nl13 @soclonely @darth-void

[nintendolover13]

I’ve been in a portrait mood so here’s some Padme Amidala.

Why they gave her a headband instead of a flower crown is beyond me.

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[jgvfhl]

[ID: A digital painting of Fives (left) and Jesse (right) with their backs to the viewer, shown from the knees up, roughly. They are unclothed except for matching blue booty shorts. The shorts have white waistbands and the message, "All my homies hate Pong Krell" in white capital letters. There are two decals of standard 501st helmets on each set of shorts, one on each cheek. Fives' right arm is around Jesse's back; Jesse's left arm is over Fives' shoulders. Fives' right arm has several tattoos, the most visible of which are a blue Rishi eel and the round, front-facing barrel of a z-6 rotary canon. On the left side of his back, there is a tattoo of a tauntaun with the word "sis" and a heart. Jesse has a stylized 501 centered between his shoulder blades, and a red and green flower on his left shoulder. End ID]

so yeah. @thespianwtch @starshinelova y'all said booty shorts and Fives (separately) and I said new art project. Ta-daaaa! Figured if anyone should have these (aside from the whole legion), it would be the guys Krell ordered executed. @nl13 @darth-void @soclonely @blsmjoon

[nintendolover13]

My favorite bounty trio - hope we get more of them together!

[jgvfhl]

HE LOOKS STUNNING HELLO

Fives with 👗 if your taking requests...

Fives would rock the dress and jacket I wore for last years graduation ngl

[nintendolover13]

COLOR PALETTE!!! #96 for Din????

UM YES ABSOLUTELY1!!!!

Bonus (I was struggling with the little heart line and got frustrated):

Color Palette Challenge by @mousechuckles

[jgvfhl]

can I ask for "sunshine" from the pet names list, with Fives please? 🥺🥺

YES YOU CAN YES YOU ABSOLUTELY CAN I LOVE THISSSSSS SUNSHINE IS A FAVORITE just like fives 🥺💙

The Prompt List is here!! If'n ya want a lil story for your own!

You were running a little late--not for the first time--and you were scurrying around your apartment to get ready for your date. Fortunately, it wasn’t a very formal affair today, but you also knew that someone always showed up at your door just a little early to get more time with you.

The chime from your door confirmed that theory, and you set down your bag on the kitchen table to answer it. “Hey, soldier.”

Fives beamed at you. He was in his dress uniform instead of his armor, but you knew that was only because those were the only other non-armor clothes he had. “I’m not that early, am I?” he asked, glancing at your bare feet as he walked past you.

You smiled, pulling him down for a kiss before answering, “Never too early, pretty boy. I just need a bit more time to pull my stuff together.”

He kissed your cheek quickly. “Take all the time you need, sunshine.”

The name caught your ear, even as you moved away to find the tickets you’d bought for the game this afternoon. “Why am I sunshine today?” you asked.

“Why not?”

You returned to put the tickets in your bag to find him leaning back against the kitchen table. His hands found their way to your waist, so you let him tug you close. “I dunno, you’ve never used it before.”

“Really?” His hands moved to cup your face, a gesture that always made you feel cherished in some special way. “I think it fits.”

“Yeah?” Your face was already warming under his hands from the adoration in his gaze. Fives could always manage to pour his affections into the smallest gestures.

He smiled at you. “Yeah. ‘Cause you always brighten up my day. And you’re beautiful and you give really warm hugs--”

“Fives…” you groaned, faceplanting into his chest in attempts to hide the deepening blush racing across your face under his flattery.

You felt his laugh as much as heard it. “What?” He wrapped his arms around your shoulders and pressed a kiss to the top of your head. “Just telling the truth, sunshine.”

“You’re a sap,” you muttered into the fabric of his jacket. It wasn’t very nice fabric. Pulling your head off his chest, you wound your arms around his neck before saying, “I have an idea.”

Fives raised an eyebrow at you, his arms falling to your waist. “I have liked your ideas in the past.”

You smiled. “After the game’s over, why don’t we go to the twenty-four-hour mall on level seventeen, and you can find clothes that aren’t blue, white, grey, or black? Because these don’t look comfortable.”

He looked at you for a moment, a tiny smile hovering on his face. “You know I can’t take them with me back to the front, right?”

“Of course, you’d keep them here,” you answered like it was the most obvious thing in the galaxy. It was, to you.

He blinked, the little smile disappearing for a moment. “You… want to keep stuff here for me?”

“Yeah, you’re always here when you’re on leave.” Your casual tone hid your very real awareness that you were doing the equivalent of asking him to move in. “And you can’t go around in armor or whatever this is all the time.”

There was another moment where he just gazed at you, but the smile was back on his face now. He nodded, his hold around your waist tightening slightly. “Sounds like a plan, sunshine.”

“Good,” you said with a triumphant smile. “Now kisses,” you demanded, leaning forward.

His smile grew, until it disappeared when his lips met yours. The kiss felt softer than yours normally did, like he was savoring the moment. It was a good moment. When you came apart, he stayed close, resting his forehead against yours. “Hey, I just remembered the other reason you’re sunshine today,” he murmured.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah,” and he paused to kiss your forehead. “You’re the light of my life.”

Tags! @nl13 @blsmjoon @darth-void

[jgvfhl]

also gonna be greedy AF and ask for fives calling me sweetheart 😘

Greedy for Fives? You? I'm astonished 😋 jk jk I understand completely and I love it 💙💙💙 This is a Fives appreciation blog if you peel back enough layers 😂

Once again, Pet Name Requests are still open, just don't pick a crossed out one, I don't do repeats (and cyare is spoken for 🌸)

(Hehe remember when i made all these edits for the lads 😌)

Turning on the late-night holodramas had been an effort to stay awake, about three hours ago. Now, they were a convenient white noise as your mind sunk slowly towards the soft call of sleep. You had severely overestimated your ability to wait up for Fives, and now your couch was awfully comfortable, your apartment was dark except for the flickering light of your holoprojector, and … you were asleep.

You didn’t realize, of course, until you woke up. You were still curled up on one side of the couch, leaning sideways against the back of it, and your ear kind of hurt from being pressed against the upholstery. But what had woken you was the gentle hand on the side of your face. You pried your eyes open.

“There she is,” Fives smiled at you. “Hey, sweetheart.”

The holoprojector was off now, and the kitchen light was on behind the living room. Fives was already out of his armor and sitting on the couch next to your legs. You had been really out of it. You made a small noise and reached out to him, prompting him to pull you against his chest.

“Any particular reason you were out cold on the couch when I came in?” Fives asked, running a hand up and down your back.

You sighed, snuggling closer to his chest. “You said you’d be back tonight. Wanted to wait up for you,” you mumbled, hooking one arm under and around his shoulder.

He chuckled quietly. “I see. That would explain the holodramas, too, huh?”

You gave a small noise of affirmation.

Fives pressed his lips to your hair. “Well, I’m back, so let’s get us to bed, okay, sweetheart?”

“Okay,” you said into his chest.

“Alright.” Fives pulled back as he stood up, which made you whine in protest. “I’m not going anywhere, don’t worry,” he said, smiling at your tired frown. He slid one arm under your knees and the other around your back to lift you off the couch.

It struck you as he lifted you that you had yet to properly welcome him back. So, you reached over to turn his head to kiss him. He leaned into you, pulling you closer to him in his arms. Whatever remaining tension from the day of waiting finally drained from you, replaced by the feeling of perfect safety and belonging Fives always brought back with him.

When you pulled back, you immediately nuzzled into the crook of his neck, curling into his warmth. “Welcome back.”

@blsmjoon come get your sweetheart @darth-void

[jgvfhl]

WOW!!! I LOVE THEMMMMMM WOW THIS LOOKS AWESOME 😍😍😍😍

some pop art inspired mandos

[jgvfhl]

hello I'm back on my bs again 😌 can I request "princess" from the pet names with Fives pls ??

Your bs is my bs, friend 😌💙 This one got away from me a bit. I had some idea about something and then this came in and shoved the first idea off a cliff I think. BUT IT'S STILL CUTE!!!! 💙

The Pet Names Prompts are still open! I'm basically just gonna keep em open until they're gone lol. I will say that sweetheart and cyare are in the works, so pick somethin else 🌸

The layers of clothing on you were finally drying out now you were under the shelter. You, and about three dozen of your neighbors. It was getting harder and harder not to resent the existence of other people around you as your discomfort grew, but you knew it was pointless to get upset. The war wouldn’t listen to your tears of frustration, just like it hadn’t heard anyone’s grumblings as the town was evacuated for an impending Separatist attack. That’s what the Jedi had told the mayor, anyway. You didn’t want to move. Your home was dry and warm--well maybe not so warm after you’d been gone for… how long was it again?

“Why are we stuck here?” An elderly woman behind you shifted. “We have been here for hours!”

Someone else reminded her, “The rain made the roads muddy, the general said the transports are delayed.”

The woman scoffed bitterly. “Well I am hungry. I have missed my supper.”

You sighed. Twisting around as much as you could from where you sat, you offered, “I could see if they have some food? It won’t be your home cooking, but it’ll be food.”

“Fine, fine,” the old woman said, waving her hand. The someone else--a man you knew lived down your street--gave a grateful, small smile.

Really, it was just an excuse to get out from this crowd of people and stretch your chilled legs a bit. And, if it made the woman a bit quieter, that was a bonus. You got to your feet and carefully extracted yourself from the temporary shelter, then stopped to find… someone in charge, you supposed. All the troopers in white and blue looked the same, though: there were all helmeted and busy, despite the mud splattering their boots and the rain making a sheen on their armor. But finally, your eyes caught someone different, so you pulled your coat closer around your body, and set off through the soaking rain.

However, the universe wasn’t done ruining your day yet. You were about three or four feet away from the trooper whose armor had caught your attention--specifically the wide shoulder things and the fabric hung from his belt. Your foot went down for your next step, and then… kept going. You pitched forward, instinctively throwing your arms out to catch yourself as you toppled towards the muddy ground in front of you. Stupid kriffing universe.

Your hands never made contact. Someone else’s hands, however, grabbed your upper arms right below your shoulders, saving you from a soaking in mud as well as water.

“Whoa, hey,” the trooper said, pulling you upright. At least he was the guy you were aiming for. You had been hoping for a slightly more competent first impression. Oh well. “You alright, princess?”

Blinking up at his black visor, you processed his words, as well as the snake-like creature painted above his black visor. You collected yourself, standing up and wresting your arms back from him. “No. I am not, I am having a horrible day, actually.”

The trooper held up pacifying hands. “Okay, sorry. I know, no one’s in a good mood. Anything I can do to help?”

Wiping rain out of your eyes with a damp sleeve, you felt bad for snapping at him. He sounded nice, anyway. You shifted your feet, feeling one of them squelch from water. Ugh. “Just… it’s been a while, and a lot of us are getting hungry. Anything you can do about that?”

He nodded. “Right, right. Yeah, maybe we’re too used to carrying rations on our person. I’ll let the captain know, he can find some men to hand out some rations.”

A quiet breath of relief left your lips. “Thank you.” You looked behind you to gauge where the puddle was to avoid a repeat incident on your way back.

“Hey.” You looked back at the trooper. “Do you want dry socks, or something? Wet socks--worst feeling in the galaxy, right next to--well.” He made a vague gesture. “Polite company.”

You raised a brow at him. “Just because you called me princess doesn’t mean you need to treat me like one.”

“What?” His smile was audible. “Of course it does. I am a soldier of the Republic, and I would be shirking my duties if I let a princess walk around with wet socks.”

Dry socks did sound really nice, even if your shoes were already soaked. You looked down at your overall soggy person, sort of smiling to yourself that anyone would look at this mess and think royalty. Oh, what could it hurt… “Yeah, okay,” you agreed. “Thanks.”

“Sure thing, princess.”

@nl13 @darth-void @blsmjoon

[jgvfhl]

hmmmm "baby girl" with Fives? I think that would be good 👀

YOU KNOW MY WEAKNESS AND HIS NAME IS FIVES 💙💙💙💙💙 I love him so much. He needs a hug. SO HAVE SOME FIVES FLUFF ✨💙✨ it's short but sweet. Also love how you came up a pet name I didn't think of 😂

The Prompt List is Here! Please feel free to request a drabble (fluffy or spiceh) with one of the Pet Names there. 💖 or make one up I guess

Your eyes cracked open to find your bedroom still dark. Well. As dark as Coruscant got, even with your curtains drawn. What had woken you? You rolled over, rubbing your eyes, and you had your answer.

“Fives, why’re you awake?” you mumbled, squinting at your boyfriend sitting up in bed next to you.

His head lifted from where it had been resting on his bent knees to look at you. “Hey, baby girl,” he said, keeping his voice low. “Could ask you the same question.”

He reached over to graze the back of his knuckles over your forehead, and you leaned into his touch, closing your eyes briefly. “Yeah, well, you started it,” you replied. “Why’re you awake?”

“Don’t worry about it, okay?”

You took his hand and pressed a kiss to the back of it. “Not gonna cut it, handsome. Gotta talk to me or let me help.” You’d been with Fives long enough to know when he was deflecting the conversation away from what was bothering him. He never wanted to worry you, never wanted be a “burden” on you--which he never was, thank you very much--but that usually meant coaxing him like a feral lothcat into telling you what was on his mind.

Fives sighed, passing his free hand over his face. “Just a bad dream,” he said eventually.

Just, okay, sure. You let go of his hand and reached farther up his arm. “Lie down.”

There was a second of hesitation, then he sighed again, stretching his legs out to lay down. You kept your arm outstretched, and he nuzzled into the crook of your neck, wrapping one arm around your waist to hold you against him. Your outstretched arm curled around his neck, your fingers dropping down to massage his scalp.

“You know you’re safe here, right?” you said, turning your head as you could to kiss his hair. “You know we’re safe here?”

He hummed a response into your neck, his breath lighting across your skin before his lips pressed against it. “My baby girl’s so good to me,” he murmured into your neck.

You smiled, closing your eyes and relaxing back towards sleep. “Because your baby girl loves you, Fives.”

You felt his smile on your skin before another kiss, warm and soft. “Yeah, she does.”

[jgvfhl]

I am always game for Din x reader and meshla 👁👄👁

DELIGHTFUL I am so not used to writing short things 😂 BUT I HOPE YOU LIKE IT!!! ✨💙

Here is the Prompt List in case anyone else wants a Pet Name Blurb 👀 (not doin repeats so mesh'la is off the table)

Din was a learning experience, to be sure. Enigmatic personality aside, Mandalorians like him were few and far between in the galaxy now, leaving you a bit lacking in… well. Basic knowledge. Maker only knew how he put up with your constant stream of questioning. So, here you sat in your bedroom on Nevarro, nose deep in a datapad trying to wrap your mind and tongue around Mando’a of all things. You hadn’t told him yet. You thought he might like the surprise once you worked up the confidence to speak it around him.

A quiet ding from the device made you look up. After a second of realization, your heart leapt, and you scrambled to sit up from your undignified slouch to answer the incoming transmission from the Razor Crest’s frequency.

“Hey, Mando,” you smiled, hoping you didn’t look too much like a lovestruck moron.

“Hey, mesh’la.” The foreign word rolled perfectly off his tongue, like it always had, since he’d started using it to address you a few weeks ago. You had asked him, and you hadn’t exactly believed his hurried answer of, “like a friend, I guess.” But you had yet to find information to prove otherwise.

“Are you coming back soon?”

“I should be back in a few hours, yeah.”

You raised an eyebrow at him, containing your smug smile to a smirk. “You couldn’t wait a few hours to talk to me? You’re gonna make me feel special with all the attention, Din.”

There was a brief pause in which you imagined he blinked several times behind that black visor. “I didn’t--well, not that I, uhm…” He looked down suddenly, a tiny hand reaching up from where the hologram cut off from your view. “How--what?” You caught a quiet sigh as he pulled the child up onto his lap. “You said you wanted an update when the hunt was done,” he said, his attention back on you.

A quiet laugh bubbled out of you, stifled by the back of your hand. “I know,” you smiled. “And thank you.” You gave a little wave to the kid, his huge eyes blinking back contentedly. “See you two in a few hours, then.”

“See you soon, mesh’la.” His hologram disappeared, leaving you feeling the need to scream into the pillows behind you. Something in that last, lilting word had set off fireworks in your chest--and “like a friend, I guess,” wasn’t cutting it anymore.

You tapped around your datapad, pulling up a glorified group chat you’d stumbled upon a couple weeks ago. A Mandalorian family ran it, hoping to help keep their language alive longer by offering their expertise to learners. The green circle at the top of the chat meant someone was online.

What does meshla mean? Is it like a nickname? You’d probably butchered the spelling. But it wouldn’t be the first time.

The reply was fairly quick. Mesh’la. A nickname? I guess…? It means beautiful.

…oh. Thanks.

You signed off.

"Din, you kriffing liar."

[jgvfhl]

I am SCRABBLING AT THE DOOR HOLY CRAP THIS IS BEAUTIFUL IN EVERY WAY 😍💙 I LOVE WHEN PEOPLE DRAW HC'S TATS I LOVE IT SO MUCH 💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙

I have been doing the MERMAY challenge and this one is my fav so far so here it is!! Prompt: glow

Booty under cut

Taglist: @melissa-kenobi @starwarsworld @escapedthesarlacc @frecklelemonade

Taglist: @melissa-kenobi @starwarsworld @escapedthesarlacc @frecklelemonade

[nintendolover13]

sometimes i have patience to do art. sometimes

This is CC-6666, better known as Sixes. Some know him as Death. He’s wearing soffe booty shorts that say Fuck Sheev [Palpatine].

Fuck palpatine; all my homies hate palpatine.

Thank you to @jgvfhl for the inspiration !!

[nintendolover13]

I’m back on my star wars bullshit 🥲