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ahsoka-and-clones · 1 year
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Tech (TBB) Fic Recs
I Think I Might Be In Love With You by @kaminocasey
Tech's Tattoos by @kaminocasey
Jealous? It's Obvious by @nahoney22
You Look Absolutely Irresistible by @nahoney22
Racing Ahead by @nahoney22
The Beginning of Something by @nahoney22
A Soft Touch by @nahoney22
Lighting Your Heart by @nahoney22
Companionable Silence by @thenonsensebatch
Guess I Waited To Long 2 by @originalcollectionartistry
Communication by @myoongiverse16
Making Eyes by @crosshairs-wife
Private Lesson by @moodymisty
Handling by @moodymisty
Jealousy by @hunnythebee
Terrible Liars by @photogirl894
Isn't It Obvious by @photogirl894
Secrets Out by @photogirl894
Over Drinks by @photogirl894
Glasses by @rainydaydream-gal18
Check Up by @rainydaydream-gal18
Over Doing It by @hunterssecretrecipe
Point Counterpoint 2 by @sporadicthingcollection
Star-crossed Lovers by @seriowan
Keep Me Close by @the-marshals-wife
The Three Kisses by @moonlight-sonata99
To Be Loved By Him by @starryevermore
Transparency by @pizza-writes
Tech Support by @techtalksfics
Talk Too Much by @writing-positivelyexisting
When He's Injured by @cl9neclubh9use
Seeing Double by @ghostofskywalker
Alone Together by @jedipoodoo
Alone Together by @eyecandyeoz
Domestic Tech by @wild-karrde
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ahsoka-and-clones · 1 year
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where he'll stay - tech x gn!reader (no use of pronouns) warnings: none, reassurance after waking up from a nightmare word count: 740 note: for those in need of comfort. taglist has been spared
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It takes a gasp for you to wake. A loud, jarring breath causes you to sit up, eyes blown wide in fear. A drum has replaced your heart and it beats hard, daunting enough for you to place your hand on your chest. Pain rolls through your gut, heavy and full of aching fear. 
  It’s the type of fear that only subsides when you look over and see him. His slowly rising and falling back, sheets twisted around his torso and legs. Yellow goggles sit on the nightstand, perfectly put together beside his datapad. There is a bit of residue on his fingertips, left behind after a long day spent working on the Marauder, but he smells of freshly washed linen and soap. 
   And he’s alive. Your nightmare was a horrid thing, full of an agony that sits in your chest even as you watch his back rise and fall. It leaves doubt, even when you hear his breaths easing through his nose. 
   The need for assurance guides you closer towards him. You put an arm over his back and rest your cheek against his shoulder blade, taking a moment to listen and feel as his heart beats and his chest rises. It’s a gentle beat, a gentle sign of life, but as you listen to it thrum, it eases away the twist of loss in your chest. It washes away the struggle to breathe. 
   The sheets rustle. You grimace in regret as Tech turns onto his back to look at you. 
   “Mesh’la,” he murmurs, his voice hoarse with sleep. “Are you alright?” 
   His arm crosses over your back as he pulls you into his side. While he blinks the sleep out of his gaze, fingertips pressing into the corners of his tired eyes, you snuggle your cheek against his chest and take a deep breath, comforted by his smell and touch. 
   “Cyare,” he tries again when you do not speak, tipping his chin to look down at you. 
   You try to speak but when your voice shakes, you seal your lips. Tech’s hand gently rubs up and down your arm, patient as he waits for you to find the strength to speak on your own. 
   When you speak again, your voice trembles, “I had a nightmare.”
   “Of what?” 
   “Y…” You pause, the words catching in your throat. “N-Nevermind, it’s not important.” 
   “If it has proven itself bothersome enough to force you out of sleep, perhaps it should be considered important.” 
   “Tech,” you murmur, shaking your head. “I-I don’t want to talk about it.”
   He hums, fingertips leaving goosebumps as they dance up and down your arm. “How may I help? You seem anxious and… afraid.” 
   “Please, just...,” You squeeze him a bit closer to your chest, aching to pull him as near to you as possible. “Just stay here… be here with me.” 
   “I have no intention of going anywhere,” he remarks rather pointedly, causing you to manage the smallest smile. When he notices, he flashes his own little trace of amusement. “I am far too comfortable being right here with you.” 
   “Okay,” you hum, your voice a whisper as you place your palm against his bare chest, just to feel him exist.
Slowly, the lull of night returns, teasing you with another restless sleep. As your eyelids shut and flutter open in your battle to stay awake, you feel lips press against your hairline, lingering for just a moment before pulling away. 
  The idea of falling asleep reminds you why you sought him in the first place. The slow rise and fall of his fingertips along your arm alerts you to the nightmare and the feeling of loss and panic. Consuming fear. 
   But it is his body that eases it all away. His breaths, gentle and soothing. His heart, beating like the softest drum against the shell of your ear. The warmth of his chest kisses your cheek while the rise and fall of his steady breaths brings your fear and loss to a standstill, replaced by nothing but assurance.
   Tech’s voice is a whisper, soft and full of reassurance as you slowly fall into sleep. His fingertips never cease their gentle touch. His heart, never once pausing its strong beat. He smells of home. He feels like it, warm and alive against the comfort of your touch. 
    “I am here, mesh’la… and here is where I will stay.” 
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♡ friends who i think might be needing this: @techs-ass @echos-girlfriend @nahoney22 @neon-junkie @crosshairs-wife @moodymisty @sleepingsun501 @grizabellasolo @techtalksfics
and whoever else needs to be comforted ♡
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ahsoka-and-clones · 2 years
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Rex, to the 501st: You are some of the most Room Temperature IQ people I know
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ahsoka-and-clones · 2 years
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Rex: Dumbest scar stories, go!
Fives: I burned my tongue once drinking tea.
Tup: I dropped a hair dryer on my leg once and burned it.
Echo: I have a piece of graphite in my leg for accidentally stabbing myself with a pencil in the first grade.
Twitch: I was taking a cup of noodles out of the microwave and spilled it on my hand and I got a really bad burn.
Dogma:
Dogma: I have emotional scars.
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ahsoka-and-clones · 2 years
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I love captain rex. That’s it. That’s the post.
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ahsoka-and-clones · 2 years
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chag chanukah sameach let’s get lit 🕎
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The whole tango company is beautiful 
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ahsoka-and-clones · 3 years
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Some matching Anakin and Obi lock screens/wallpapers that are free for use!! Please credit if you repost 💙
(ty @stevie-b for helping figure out which looked better 💕💕)
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ahsoka-and-clones · 3 years
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Cody, Obi-wan, and the Idiot Gang
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ahsoka-and-clones · 3 years
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little blue bros 💙
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ahsoka-and-clones · 3 years
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Cody’s photo in the new clone wars character encyclopedia vs Rex’s
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ahsoka-and-clones · 3 years
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CAPTAIN REX • THE CLONE WARS 7.01
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ahsoka-and-clones · 3 years
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Standing in the snow with a bro.
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ahsoka-and-clones · 3 years
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ahsoka-and-clones · 3 years
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It’s nearly midnight and inspiration has struck, so here we are…
Goodnight to the people who collect neo-pixel lightsabers like it’s nobody’s business
Goodnight to the people attracted to none other than space dilf Din Djarin
Goodnight to those who wholeheartedly relate to our favorite war criminal Chopper Syndulla
Goodnight to the fans who can’t wait for season 2 of The Bad Batch
Goodnight to the bitches who write/draw the 501st, our favorite boys in blue
And lastly, goodnight to you reading this post
Goodnight! �� ✨
Goodnight to all the enby’s and trans masc people who receive gender envy from none other than General Obi-Wan himself
Goodnight to the Anakin Simps and the Ahsoka Stans
Goodnight to that one TikToker who loves Babu Frik
Goodnight to the bitches who are head over heals in love with Rex and Fives
Goodnight to the bitches who have Grogu Squishmallows
And finally, goodnight to all the girls who cry over clones
Goodnight!
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ahsoka-and-clones · 3 years
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Separatist Leader: I have your favorite trooper.
Rex: Which one?
Separatist Leader: Huh?
Rex: If it's Jesse, tell him his paperwork is due by midnight.
Rex: If it's Kix, tell him he has to sleep at least 6 hours tonight.
Rex: If it's Hardcase or Fives, Force save you.
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ahsoka-and-clones · 3 years
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Different types of love bites
Slight nsfw
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