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Been watching lots of those fix your art YouTube videos, took a stab at fixing my old art from 2017 (link below). Tried to fix it without completely repainting the whole thing, which I still haven’t quite figured out how to do it (especially for skin, adjustments and layers don’t have the same effect as painting it right the first time), but it was an interesting exercise!

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Gift Art: CF99 Echo

ID: A grayscale pencil style sketch of a shirtless(and maybe pants-less🤭😘) Echo as depicted post Skako Minor, stretching his folded arms over his face, one of which is retrofitted with a more advanced and refined bionic prosthetic. Tap for higher quality. 👆 @echos-girlfriend, Merry (early) Christmas and happy holidays to you and your family!🎁🎄 I hope you enjoy this gift! 🥰 It has come to my attention that Echo was the last member I needed to include in the Shirtless TBB Sketches™, and I couldn't think of a better person to receive this gift than you!!

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babe wake up, full canon accurate and up-to-date map of the star wars galaxy just dropped

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Once again thinking about HIM.

The Popsicle

Plot: Fives and reader share a popsicle in a bit of an unconventional way.

Warnings: Sexually suggestive content, 18+ only please

Word Count: 987

Author's Note: You can especially thank @a-single-tulip, @chicknstripz, @homie-one-kenobi, and @wizardofrozz for this.

You and Fives had a teasing relationship. He’d pop his head into the hangar to see you as often as he could and you’d be under some part of a Republic gunship, fixing it. Generally, he made some inappropriate remark and you would jokingly tell him what to go do with himself, your wink and grin softening the words. It had started to get a little more romantic, though, and while you wanted it to be real, you felt he was just teasing for a laugh.

Lost in your thoughts, someone pulled your shop creeper out from under the ship with you on it and startled you, nearly causing you to drop your wrench on your face.

“Fives!” you yelled, scowling. “A little warning would be nice!”

“Well, how am I supposed to surprise you if you know I’m coming?”

“You don’t! What if I had been holding a blowtorch?”

“You weren’t.”

“And you know this how?”

“Republic safety regulations.”

You squinted your eyes at him, but he only laughed.

“Anyway, how is it I had to find from your coworker that you got shipped to this base without hand-to-hand training?”

You sat up. “It wasn’t relevant. Why were you asking, anyway?”

“I didn’t. They had just mentioned it.”

“What do you want, Fives?”

“I wanna teach you how to punch!”

“What, so I can punch you when you drag my creeper around?”

“Ha! No, so you can defend yourself!”

With a sigh, you glanced back at the ship. “Fives, I need to finish this.”

He shrugged. “Okay, I’ll just wait until you’re done.”

“That punch was okay, but your aim was a bit off, and you’re not protecting your abdomen.” He grabbed your outstretched fist and started to manipulate your posture.

You sighed, heavier than you needed to just to gauge his reaction, then relented. “Hand me the driver. No, the driver. No, it’s on your left.”

* * *

The weather was hotter than you had expected, and being under that gunship was not all that cool. But neither could compare to the heat you felt when he touched you. You watched him, your eyes trailing up his bare arms to his black sleeveless top as he went. You were glad the exercise was hiding things like a blush or a change in your breathing.

He cleared his throat. “Try again.”

You both continued on for almost another half-hour before he declared it was time for a well-deserved break. You agreed and fixed your sleeveless top so it sat more comfortably on you. The glance he gave to your low collar was not missed.

You dug through the cooler and pulled out a blue popsicle and unwrapped it, popping it into your mouth and savoring the cooling relief it brought. Fives made his way over, too, and grabbed a chilled bottle of water, cracking open the cap with a sly grin, watching you suck on the popsicle.

"Is that a tease for later, mesh'la?" he chuckled. You grinned back, then made a show of biting off the tip of the frozen treat, earning a whine in return.

You didn’t know where the bold streak came from, maybe it was his whine, but you said, "Depends, are you willing to beg for it, baby boy? Because if not -"

All of the sudden, Fives pushed you into the shade of the back end of the building, one hand on your hip and the other hand tried to snatch the popsicle out of your grasp. You stuck your arm out, desperately trying to keep him from stealing your one source of relief in this heat.

"Oh, no you don't. You can't distract me so you can steal it, get your own!" you said.

He glanced between you and the treat, already melting in your hand and dripping onto your wrist. "What if I want to taste both?" His voice was a little breathless.

You swallowed thickly. "Both what?"

He put his lips near your ear, "Both you and the popsicle." Then, he trailed his lips down your neck and ghosted them over your arm to your sticky wrist. You went to move your popsicle away, but he grabbed your arm and you froze. With a quick smirk sent your way, he stuck out his tongue and flattened it, slowly licking the sugary juice up your wrist and over your palm. His eyes never left yours and his voice rumbled in his throat, sounding an awful lot like a moan. Your eyes widened and your breath hitched.

"Mm, mesh'la, you taste so good," he said, his voice low and quiet before snatching the popsicle out of your hand. You opened your mouth to protest his trickery, but words didn't come out - no, he touched the melting treat to your neck, the chill making you shiver despite the weather. He then dragged it down your throat from left to right and as far down as he could before your shirt collar stopped him. Juice started to drip down to your sternum and your breath hitched again.

"Fives, we can't do this here, someone's going to catch us," you breathed.

He grinned and shook his head. "No, it’s too hot out here for anyone to care. No one’s going to come find us. We have all the time we could ask for, and I'm going to use every minute of it." He dipped his face to your collar and pulled the material away to flatten his tongue against your skin again and lick up the mess he made, taking his time as your chest heaved with each breath.

“You just fancy the idea of getting caught, don’t you?”

He moved his lips back to your neck, kissing up until he reached your pulse point and said against it, his eyes closed, “I’ve already been caught by you. Nothing else matters.”

Tags: @mylifeisactuallyamess, @techs-feral-wife

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I love it when sports also feel free to call me out on any inaccuracies esp with this one

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Came to the end of this not expecting it to end. I was lost in the story. ❤

Sometimes, I wonder if Owen and Beru Lars ever wanted biological children.

Like, just imagine.

Owen and Beru are raising their toddler aged daughter, Shmi Lars II, when Obi-Wan shows up with little Luke Skywalker like some kind of stork.

Suddenly, Luke has an older sister. And the Lars' decide to give little Luke the Lars surname, as extra protection and because toddlers can't keep secrets for shit, and little Shmi has never met a stranger in her life.

So when R2 runs off, the first thing Luke does is run to his big sister, a certified fixer. At least in his mind. And her first reaction is to be like, "Seriously? You lost dad's new astromech? He's gonna get passed if R2 rolls his way into a Sarlacc pit."

And Luke's like, "Mi! You have to help me! Dad's gonna ground me until my grandkids graduate from university—" So obviously, she helps him.

And then Stormtroopers kill her mom and dad, and Shmi Lars goes on the warpath. Look, people from Tatooine are a little rough around the edges out of survival, and Shmi is no different.

She goes with Luke and Obi-Wan to save Princess Leia. She meets Han and Chewie.

And then Darth Vader cuts off her baby brother's hand.

And somehow—somehow—Shmi winds up in front of Darth Vader. And her first action is to introduce herself as Luke Lars' older sister, Shmi Lars, and then she shoots him with a slugthrower.

And, luckily, Anakin is still Anakin enough that her name saves her life. He doesn't kill her. He forbids the Stormtroopers from killing her and allows her to steal a ship.

Anyway, that's my ramble for the day, I kind of got distracted, lol

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Fun Story to Share.

I got my (now 18-year-old) daughter into Ao3 back in 2021. I taught her she should always comment - even if the fic looks old or abandoned or whatever. She did.

Well - she got this email this morning:

The fic was written in 2014 and essentially abandoned.

Bethy read and reviewed in 2021 (and was actually the only person who had commented at all).

Today in 2025 - the final chapter was posted by the author and this was her reply to Bethy’s comment.

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Never question whether a fic is too old to comment on.

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dialogue prompts for ~injury~

!!please credit/tag me!!

“Shit. Shit, shit, shit, c’mere.”

“Someone get the medic. Get the medic!”

“Hey, hey, shhhh. Shhhh. You’re okay.”

“You did so good. Don’t worry, you-you did so good.”

“Here, lean on me. I can carry you.”

“We’re gonna fix you up, brand new. I promise.”

“No. No, stop. Stop talking like that. You’re gonna be fine.”

“Okay. Okay, here’s what we’re gonna do—fuck.”

“I know, I know it hurts.”

"I don't care. I'm not leaving you."

“I’m going to lift you up, okay? Tell me if it hurts.”

“Where are they? Where are they?!”

"I would believe that you're fine, but you have a goddamn knife sticking out of your leg, so."

"You just watched them die."

"This is going to hurt, okay?"

"God, I'm so sorry, it'll be over soon, I promise."

"How many fingers am I holding up? ... I don't have six fingers."

"Stop. No. Wake up. Wake up! I said wake up!"

"I came as soon as I heard."

“Get away! You’re hurting them!”

“Please be okay. Please be okay, please be okay—”

“Shit. Shit, that’s a lot of blood.”

“You dumbass. Don’t do that. Ever again.”

"Help them! Please!"

"You scared us all back there. I... Including me."

"[name]? [name], this isn't funny. Stop... please..."

"Breathe... breathe. Look at the stars, kid."

"It was supposed to be me... please, no, [name], please..."

"Tell me where it hurts, and be specific."

“You’ll be fine.” *silence* “You’ll be fine. Hey! Wake up! Please. Please wake up…”

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.”

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You know I love your clones art! 😍 You're doing a great job and don't let anyone tell you otherwise!

Thank you so much! 😭🧡 I love your work as well!

Your fics have in fact sparked a huge slight obsession with Alpha-17 in me, so please have this doodle as a thank you!!

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...Hi.

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Wishing all of you a tender forehead kiss from a strong but intimacy-starved man who is scared of the feelings you are awakening in him but is already in too deep to know how to stop.

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This is the blog where Tech is alive, in case anyone hasn't noticed

@lonewolflupe @eclec-tech @eobe

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rex + expressions

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Part of new art is here.. I think it will be a bit paunful but look at this shiny armor! It was so enjoying to draw ✨️🥹

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