#bad batch is the next sw one I’m doing

[dragonrider9905]

Celebrating You!

Hi guys! I’ve been on here for a bit now and while I never had a follower goal, I do appreciate you guys who have decided to follow me! So now I’d like to celebrate you!

In light of TBB ending, and how much we'll be missing the boys, I thought this was as good as a time as ever!

Here’s the idea! I’m opening a prompt request for the dates of April 5th through May 5th, 2024 (you may start submitting now though!) and choose from the prompts below! You can choose one from each category, or just one category. It’s ok if it is just the prompt or the prompt and a brief idea. If you have a fun idea or prompt not listed, please share!

Rules: I only write SFW. I typically write for clones; I reserve the right to refuse requests which make me uncomfortable for whatever reason. I have had a few requests in the past that really unsettled me for various reasons. Or if I don't know the character. I'd hate to try to write something then upset the person because it is so ooc that it's cringy. (But if I said I would write your request and haven't yet, I just honestly haven't gotten to it :D I like to do well on the stories you guys entrust to me so it does take me a bit :D)

This is supposed to be fun so lets keep it fun!

You may submit as many requests as you'd like! The more the merrier!

Characters: Star Wars Clone Wars or The Bad Batch (as long as I know them. I know a lot of clones but alas, not all.)

Story genre:

Classic SW! (Pick an era if they exist in more than one if you wish)

AU of choice (modern, western, pirate, mermaid, time traveling, etc if I’m unfamiliar with the genre, I may have to change it or request more details)

Dialogue Prompts:

“Don’t go where I can’t follow.”

“If we’re going to do this we’ll need—“ “A plan?” “No! Code names! Cool ones!”

“I don’t need to be anything to you. I just want my life to mean more to you than my death.”

“You are playing a dangerous game without even a glimpse of the rule book.”

“I’ve never been terrified of death, til he set his sights on you.”

“What the hell are you doing here?” “Yeah, you’re not allowed to ask that in this situation.”

“Where’s your shoe?” “The giant mud puddle in the road demanded a sacrifice.”

“Love at first sight doesn’t exist.” “Then how else do I describe the feeling I got when I first saw you?” “You…love me?” “Apparently not, according to you.”

“A fate worse than death….” “They’re burnt cupcakes.”

“White paint has more color than your face.”

“Why is there a dragon in my fridge?” “It was hot.”

“Touch **, and you’re dead.”

“I am the law.”

“Do that again and I’ll throw you out the window. Wait, what are you doing?” “Checking how high the drop is; seeing if it’s worth it.”

“I’d rather have you hate me than loose you entirely.”

“I have a mission but don’t know what it is.” “Well that sounds incredibly counterproductive.”

“I would like to join you in acknowledging the difficulties in your life.” “You are the worst at this comforting thing.”

“I don’t know if you’re aware of this but I’m quite petite.” “Really? I had no idea in our twelve years of friendship that you’re shorter than I am.”

“But what is power?” “Loyalty.”

“Don’t you sign to me in that tone.”

“I’m with him/her for better or worse.” “It’ll probably be worse.” “I knew that the day I met him/her.”

"I'm sorry I tried to kill you." "It's fine, but next time you should try harder."

"C'mon, like I need an excuse to spend time with you."

"You're not as bad as everyone says you are."

"The only one who gets to kill you is me."

“blood loss”? well it’s not lost. I know exactly where it went. right over there.”

“How the mighty have fallen!” “It’s a dropped chocolate bar, stop being dramatic.”

“Shit, we’re gonna die” “Now I don’t want to hear that negative attitude, look on the bright side!” “Yay! We’re gonna die! Woo!”

“How do you do it?” “How do I do what?” “Pretend you are ok.” “I’m not pretending.” “Yes, you are. Every single day and it breaks my heart.”

“Hey, so I know things are pretty f**** shitty right now but I need you to breathe for me.” “Wha-wh-wh-” “You’re having a panic attack. It’s gonna be ok. Just breathe with me.”

“Please, my arms—I can’t wipe my tears, don’t let them see!”

"Smiles are contagious!" "Don't worry, I'm vaccinated."

"I don't want to get involved, it's too risky." "Please do it for me, you're the only one I can turn to." "It's not worth it. You really want to lose everything? 'cause I don't."

"Do you ever think of anyone other than yourself?" "No"---a long pause---"actually yes, at Christmas time"

"There is a reason I go through that door first, It's to make sure everyone else walks back out"

“I can’t leave you here!” “You can and you will.”

"OH! Are you alright? Are you alright?" "Apart from being trapped under here, and maybe suffering from broken bones and embarrassment beyond what I am capable of handling. . . I'm dandy, why do you ask?"

Oh no, are you alright? You're covered in blood!" "Yes, it's yours, Now will you please let me take you to the hospital?"

"What did love ever do anything for anyone anyway?"

"What the hell were you even thinking?!" "You told me not to think!"

"With love comes loss, that's part of the deal. Sometimes it hurts, but in the end, it was all worth it. There's no greater gift than love."

“'Temporary stitches' all stitches are temporary if you have a pair of scissors and aren’t a coward" "What do you....that better not mean what I think you mean......" "Am I just talking about sewing stitches or sutures too? Maaayyybe?" "NO! Absolutely not!"

"I made the calculations, and boy am I bad at math."

"It'll be over soon, I promise."

"Working together again, just like old times." "Well, not just like old times."

"I am many things but not your enemy."

Action Prompts:

Forehead kisses

Palm/hand kisses

Dramatic rain scene

Touching foreheads

Jealousy

Dancing

Last stand

Christmas/Life Day celebration

mistletoe

Accidental hand touch

First date

First kiss

Spending time with the family

Bad day cheering up scheme

Pranks

Going to a pet shop

Going to the movies

Always go after the girl

soft spoken person has loud, unnerving scream.

Lullabies

Nightmares

injury

amnesia

pretend/mistaken to be married/in a relationship

cooking

[badbatchposts]

Star Wars Summer Plans!

So my job is in academia, and it’s been a long, challenging year with a lot of burn out. I finally submitted final grades yesterday and I still have some work to wrap up for the quarter, but I thought I’d write up some of my SW-related summer plans as a nice reward to look forward to for getting through the academic year.

Prominent among them: get back to updating my ongoing long fic 1-2x weekly. It’s been really nice to write creatively again for the first time in years, and I would love to finish the fic over the summer.

Playing Jedi: Fallen Order. I don’t know any of the Cal Kestis story so I’m really excited to play and get introduced to it!

Reading some of the novels. I’ve started A New Dawn and also bought Battlefront: Twilight Company and Dark Disciple to read next. I might post some commentary and analysis on here as well!

Speaking of commentary and analysis, I may do an organized rewatch of Clone Wars and the Bad Batch and post a bit about each episode, with a focus on the politics underlying the series.

Definitely looking forward to watching Acolyte, too!

I’m also hoping to write in response to some of the Summer of Bad Batch prompts and do some more one-shots in addition to my long fic.

Definitely let me know if there’s anything else you think I should check out this summer, or if there’s anything in particular you’d be interested in reading!

[get-wr3ckered]

| Karma- (GN Reader x The Bad Batch) |

Warnings: SW cursing but does that actually need a warning? Other than that I don’t think any warnings are warranted.

Wordcount: 1,200+

Notes:

Reader has an established nickname/ callsign.

While Reader is gender neutral, they're AFAB.

I think I’ve added all the appropriate warnings and tags but if I’ve missed something or tagged it incorrectly feel free to let me know and I’ll fix it asap!

Am I writing this without actually having started watching TBB yet? Yes I am. Am I praying that from the brief snippet we saw of the Batch in SWTCW that I’m doing their characterisation some semblance of justice? Also yes.

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-Chapter Two-

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"Alright," Hunter voiced once they made the jump to hyperspace, drawing his brother's focus. He nodded to Tech who'd already had his datapad in hand, Cody's briefing no doubt at the ready. "What're we in for?"

Tech was silent for a moment. His eyes scanning quickly over the words in front of him. "Well, it's certainly not good."

"You don't say," Crosshair jibed. The eye roll that would've no doubt followed never came to be as Hunter shot a warning look his way.

Unbothered by Crosshair's words, Tech read on through Commander Cody's briefing. "It appears that a Special Operative known as 'Karma' has been captured by the Separatists, General Grievous to be precise."

Hunter gave a slow nod, gesturing for Tech to continue, seemingly unaware of the slight furrow that pulled at Echo's brows.

"They were to gather vital information on a new make of Battle Droid that has been giving the GAR particular trouble as of late." Adjusting his goggles, he continued. "They were assigned the task three rotations ago. I wonder why Commander Cody is so adamant about this 'Karma' being retrieved so swiftly. The Separatists have held Republic prisoners for considerably longer before any rescues were attempted."

"It's obvious isn't it?" Crosshair scoffed, Tech furrowed his brow and turned to his brother questioningly. "Commander Cody's got a soft spot for this one."

"Stow it, Cross," Hunter sighed. Crosshair's comment wasn't helpful, and even if that were the case, it wasn't any of their business. Turning his attention to Echo, Hunter took note of the thoughtful look twisting at his pallid features. "Echo, you good?"

Echo let out a quiet hum in response. He knew that callsign from somewhere and yet he couldn't quite place where. It was almost mocking him, the way the name nagged at him to remember something just out of reach.

"Echo?" Hunter tried again but got no response.

The furrow of Echo's brow deepened momentarily. The edges of a blurred memory began to clear up, a seemingly inconsequential interaction clawing its way to the surface... And then the realisation slammed into him like an out-of-control speeder.

"What?" Wrecker guffawed, exchanging a look with the others as Echo's demeanour dropped without a word. "You know 'em or something?"

"Or something," Echo muttered cryptically, his eyes widening a fraction as his mind danced with the memory of how he knew you and who had been the cause of your brief meeting.

Sensing his reluctance to speak further, Hunter turned back to Tech. "What's our ETA looking like?"

Turning back to the Pilot's controls, Tech looked them over briefly before answering. "We'll be dropping out of Hyperspace in a moment, by my calculations we'll be on the ground in eleven minutes or so."

"Let's gear up then."

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Alarms blaring was not an ideal wake-up call, but given you were currently stuck with the Separatists you supposed it could've been worse, a lot worse.

You weren't sure when you'd nodded off in all honesty but after three rotations of forcing yourself to stay awake, the small amount of unwanted rest came as a relief. The tired sting of your eyes wasn't as intense, your limbs didn't feel as heavy and the pounding in your head had dispersed a little. It seemed your impromptu nap had done a world of good.

Shimmying forward, as far from the wall as your restraints would allow, you peeked through to where the droids had been stationed... only to find them nowhere in sight.

'What the kriff is going on?' You silently asked yourself as you move back to the wall to give yourself some slack on the restraints.

While the alarm itself was somewhat concerning, this was the first instance since your capture that you had been left unsupervised and you were not about to waste this opportunity. Twisting your bound wrists behind your back, you manoeuvred your flesh hand to grasp the section of your prosthetic that connected to your arm. Working quickly, your fingers danced over the plastoid shell of your bionic limb, seeking out the release mechanism with practised ease.

Your prosthetic fell limp, a quiet clatter hanging in the air as it fell to the floor unceremoniously. Pulling your now hand-free wrist from the restraints was all too easy- getting the prosthetic back on without the use of your still bound hand however, not so much. It took a great deal of fighting with the limp hand and an uncomfortable amount of time trying to position it just right between your knees but eventually, you managed to click the artificial hand back into place.

With your hand firmly secured, breaking free of the remaining restraint was a breeze. The worn metal clasp that kept them shut didn't hold up when pitted against the strength of your artificial fingers. The small scratches left in the plastoid covering of your fingers were a small price to pay for being free of those damned restraints.

Pinpointing your escape route wasn't hard, you'd spent the majority of your captivity planning for this very moment. Crossing over to the left side of the cell, you made quick work of prying the vent cover from the wall, a silent thank you to the Separatists for being stupid enough to install vents in their cells passed briefly through your thoughts as you hauled yourself inside the small shaft, taking care to prop the cover back into place as best you could.

Climbing through the vent system, you aimed to put as much distance between you and the detention centre as possible. After several minutes of manoeuvring through the tight space, you paused briefly both to catch your breath and to try and get ahold of your partner-in-crime.

Sliding the plastoid panel that covered the back of your artificial hand to the side, you revealed the small blinking light of your comm. A sigh of relief fell from your lips. It was still active, the Separatists hadn't clocked the signal and put a block in place.

It really was a blessing how oblivious Separatist droids were sometimes. After all, who wouldn't check a bionic limb for built-in trackers or comms and such? Seppie droids, that's who.

"Hey Buddy," You tested, voice low as the clanking of metal feet echoed beneath you. "You reading me?"

A painful silence hung over you.

"Bewoop!"

Never in your life had you been so glad to hear the high-pitched beeps of a droid.

"For a second there I thought the Seppies gotcha," You mused, carefully inching forward through the vent system once more. "Please tell me this alarm's got nothing to do with you."

The sad sequence of beeps that crackled over your shared frequency wasn't comforting.

"Alright Buddy, it's not your fault." You assured despite the little droid admitting to having been spotted by a squad of battle droids. "You've got the data right?"

"Boop!"

"Good work little guy," You praised softly. "Alright, I need you to hightail it outta here with that data. If they catch you, they'll scrap you."

Another series of sad beeps came through, leaving you to shake your head at the droid despite it being unable to see you.

"Don't worry 'bout me, Buddy," You sighed. "Getting that data back to Cody is all that matters right now. I've gotten myself out of tighter spots, and I'll get myself out of this alright?"

With a quiet confirmation from the small droid, the comms channel went dead. Now all you could do was pray that Buddy got that data back to Cody.

It was out of your hands now.

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from starlight xD ✨

o to the m to the g! i didn’t realize just how interactive the afternoon of day 2 was going to be! I’ve been running around doing missions with people and the like for hours and it’s so much fun!. it’s like literal straight up roleplay and everyone (passengers and crew alike!) is just so into it! some of the passengers on my flight are legit just SO FUNNY I’ll be thinking about them all next week. also i came into the voyage thinking about din djarin and now i’m crushing on one of the crew members LOL (we were alone together for a mission for a few minutes and he put his arm around me 🤭) haha a girl can dream can’t she! also there was a dual marriage proposal on our voyage in the atrium! (they both proposed to each other!) so cute! ❤️

also not related to the starcruiser but a fun question I thought I’d ask you - if you could bring a new SW character (or characters if they go together) to the parks for you to meet whose not already there- who would it be? for me I’m thinking maybe the bad batch? I’m the BIGGEST hunter girlie so I’m biased ehehe. would love to see ahsoka walking around too!

Oh my goodness that had to be Raithe Kole, I can sense that from a miiiiile away! And the person who played Raithe on your voyage is just incredible (though any option would’ve been a win, our team is so talented). I’m so glad you had a good time! It’s such a special experience! 🩷

The Bad Batch would be so fun!!! I love Hunter too YESSSS 🫡 I would want my dad to meet Tech, he’s one of his faves!!!

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#5

oh my...could be 3 and 12? or just 3 if you have to choose, for Tech?

I can definitely do that! This should be fun! Thanks, anon! 💜

"Terrible Liars"

3. “I’m not jealous.”

12. “Say it!”

Pairing: Tech x fem reader

***

You were a waitress at 79's, the Clone bar on Coruscant, during the Clone Wars. So that meant a lot of the Clone soldiers came in pretty frequently, usually after missions or before going on leave elsewhere. It was usually easy getting to tell a lot of them apart, despite them all having pretty much the same face. They all had different hairstyles, tattoos, scars or sometimes even different voices or accents.

Then things changed when the Bad Batch first showed up.

You almost didn't think these guys were Clones at first, but after taking a good look at a couple of them, you realized they were. They just had much different appearances. They were nice and tipped well and you found their company rather enjoyable.

Especially the goggled one named Tech.

Something about his sophisticated appearance and demeanor really stuck out to you and you thought he was cute and sweet. Secretly, you'd fill his drink just a little higher than the others. You'd catch his eye sometimes and give him a little wave, which he would return. He even held a brief conversation with you a time or two before just before he and his squad would leave the bar. Though, sometimes you wondered if he even knew you were flirting with him.

One day, you were working and one Clone who'd had a little too much to drink sidled up next to you at the bar as you were returning a tray with some empty cups.

"Hey cutie, when do you get off tonight?" he asked you, leaning against you.

You simply chuckled and replied, "Too late for you, I'm afraid, because I think it's time you head home. You've had a bit too much tonight."

"Oh, I'm just fine," he replied, his words slightly slurred.

"Mmm-hmm, sure," you hummed sarcastically, putting the cups on the bar.

You heard the door to the building open and saw the Bad Batch walking in. Seeing Tech in the back of the group made you smile. He caught your eye and went to wave, but then his hand faltered a little at seeing the other Clone now almost draped over you.

"Help me," you mouthed to him, hoping he could help get this guy away from you.

Tech noticed right away and you watched him get Wrecker's attention, whisper something to him while pointing in your direction and Wrecker gave a nod. The two of them came over and Wrecker put his arm around the drunk Clone's shoulder.

"Hey, reg, why don't you get outside and get some air? You look like you could use it," Wrecker said as he started leading the Clone away, who just incoherently agreed with him as they walked.

With a sigh, you said to Tech, "Thanks, Tech. That guy was pretty drunk and wouldn't lay off."

"Indeed," he agreed. "I did not like how he was practically hanging off of you. It was quite unbecoming."

You shot up an eyebrow. "Tech, were you jealous?" you inquired.

"I'm not jealous," he responded, though you could see a tint of red in his cheeks as he diverted his attention.

"You Clones are terrible liars, you know," you stated as you went around to the other side of the bar to start preparing more drinks.

For a moment, Tech was silent, looking like he was contemplating something. As you turned your back to grab a bottle, you heard him ask, "(Y/N), there is a request I wish to make of you."

"Have you decided what you wanted to order?" you asked back, as you turned around to face him, assuming that's what he'd been thinking about.

"Uh...yes," he answered.

When he didn't tell you what he wanted, you urged him, "Well...say it. What would you like?"

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76 notes - Posted March 26, 2022

#4

Hi! I love your writing so much! Could I have a fluff/relationship #10 for Hunter please!

Thank you so much, anon! I haven't done these writing requests in a while, but I'm happy to get back into them! 🥰

"Forever Love"

10. “I promised to love you forever, and that is a promise I intend to keep.”

Pairing: Hunter x fem reader

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You didn't know if you would ever see the Clone Sergeant again.

You'd met Sergeant Hunter of Clone Force 99 while he was on leave on Coruscant with his squad. You had been serving on the medical staff and he'd been brought in after a scuffle with some "reg" Clones as he called them. The two of you had really hit it off rather quickly and, since he was on leave for a little while, he courteously asked you on a date. One date led to second...then to a third...and a few more after that. Perhaps things moved faster than most relationships would, but to the two of you, it still felt right. You felt like you were meant to meet and be together. He made you feel safe and treasured more than anything else in the galaxy. His embrace felt like home. His kisses made you feel warmer than the two Tatooine suns. He was nothing short of perfect.

But all good things must come to an end.

Before leaving Coruscant for another mission, he'd given you a long farewell kiss and promised you that he would love you forever and he would see you soon before heading back to his ship. The ship left and you felt confident he would be back...

...until you heard about Order 66 and the slaughter of the Jedi.

You didn't feel safe on Coruscant anymore, so you fled the planet, devastated at the news and wondering what had happened to Hunter elsewhere in the galaxy. Had he been killed, too, like some of the other Clones? Did he survive? What had happened to him?

You had a friend on Ord Mantell who offered to give you a place to stay for a while. That's where you would go.

Months later, that same friend came home one day to tell you she had seen a group of Clones matching the description of Clone Force 99 going into a parlor. You went that night to the parlor and waited outside in the shadows to see if the rumors were true. Sure enough, at closing time, you saw them leave the building. Hunter was the last one to walk out and you had to use all your strength to remain standing.

Hunter was here! He was alive!

You called out his name from the shadows and he whipped around, startled at hearing someone say his name. You stepped out from the shadows into the light of a street light and lowered your hood, revealing your smiling and now tear-stained face.

"(Y/N)!" he gasped out before striding over and engulfing you in his arms. "How are you here?"

"How are you here?" you asked back.

"That's...a long story," he replied as he pulled back, but still held onto your arms.

You reached up and held his face in your hands, taking in every detail of him you hadn't seen in months. "I can't believe you're alive, Hunter," you whispered. "I've missed you so much and I thought I would never see you again."

He grasped the back of your head and pulled you forward, planting a firm kiss on your forehead. "I've missed you, too...and of course, I'm alive. I promised to love you forever, and that is a promise I intend to keep...so I wasn't going to die easily. Not when I knew you were still out there waiting for me."

Your heart was too full from his words to wait any longer, so you pulled him down to you and smothered his lips with yours, kissing him desperately after missing him and worrying about him for so long. His arms came about you and held you close, just like he had before.

You both were truly home once more and no force in the galaxy was going to keep you apart ever again.

20 Fluff/Relationship prompts

81 notes - Posted June 13, 2022

#3

This is for @lizartgurl / @jedipoodoo , who mentioned wanting from someone a soft Hunter sick fic with him, Omega and a reader to help her feel better during a hard time right now!

I hope this helps, dear! 💜

"Worried Sick"

Pairing: Hunter x fem reader

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141 notes - Posted September 25, 2022

#2

Yep pretty much 😁😁

176 notes - Posted September 19, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Bad Batch Headcanons:

Dog Companions

Another conversation I had with the lovely @oneshot-one-kill about what kind of dogs each Bad Batch member would have! 😄

Hunter would definitely have a German Shepard! They are described as:

Highly trained

Sensitive

Loyal

Overprotective of their family

Alert

Stubborn

Confident

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248 notes - Posted March 21, 2022

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[im-no-jedi]

MLWTBB: Business Is Business

aka the (continued) journey into my self insert nonsense✨

chapter summary: the reunion between Hannah and the Bad Batch is delayed due to interference from the Pyke Syndicate, and Hannah finally speaks her mind about how she truly feels about Roland.

notes: this is a continuation of my story, “My Life With The Bad Batch”; I highly recommend reading that first before this one! I created a few new planets for this story. I’m also not 100% versed in SW terminology, so forgive me if some things are labeled incorrectly! each chapter will be rated accordingly, as opposed to the overall fic. lastly, there is romance in this story. hope you enjoy! 💙

add. notes: I FORGOT TO POST THIS BECAUSE OF THE HOLIDAYS WHOOPS 😅 this chapter was edited and proofread by my sis @jam-n-ham! thanks sis!! 😋💙 this was originally where this story was going to end, as it’s the end of the episode, but... well, you’ll see next time 😜

Chapter 3, 2700+ words, rated T (more gun violence and other violence, again just stuff from the episode 😬)

previous chapters: Chapter 1 - Chapter 2

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The parlor was a mess. All of Roland’s men had been wiped out and now littered the floor more than the actual trash. Cid did her best to not step on any of the bodies as she made her way inside, a smug smile plastered on her reptilian face.  

“See? My plan worked like a charm. Even better than expected.”

The rest of the group did their best to avoid the carnage as well, stepping further into the parlor behind Cid. Hunter’s first instinct was to scan the room for any living persons, but found none, which honestly concerned him. He didn’t want to assume the worst, but his thoughts naturally went to worrying about where Hannah had gotten to. He could still smell her, which somehow worried him even more, but he said nothing about it. More importantly, he could feel footsteps approaching from the back room, which was about to potentially bring about even more trouble.

Stepping out of the hallway was Roland, cuffed at the wrists, followed by three Pykes. Hunter thought he sensed another presence, but didn’t see anybody else yet. Upon noticing Cid, Roland gestured towards her, saying, “that’s her, she’s the one you want.”

Yup. More trouble was definitely about to happen.

“It has come to my attention that you have stolen our shipment of spice,” the head Pyke said, stepping out from behind Roland. “Return it to us, and we will consider this matter resolved.”

Cid put on a confused face, replying, “Not sure what he’s been telling you, but we don’t have any spice.”

Despite their expressionless faces, it was obvious the Pykes weren’t buying the lie. “Kill them all,” the head Pyke said to the other two, who promptly pointed their blasters at Cid and the Batch.

“Wait,” Hunter said, throwing a hand up to stop them. “We don’t have the spice on us, but we know where it is.” He took a defensive stance in front of Omega, who gladly hid behind her big brother.

“My patience is wearing very thin,” the head Pyke dryly replied. “If you know where the spice is, then you should have no problem retrieving it.” His gaze then went downward, towards the little girl behind Hunter. “Until you do, the child stays here.”

All at once, the four enhanced Clones quickly drew their blasters at the Pykes, with Omega shrinking further behind her brothers. “Not happening,” Hunter growled.

“You misunderstand,” the head Pyke responded, completely unshaken by the attempted threat. “This is not a negotiation.” Without anyone realizing it, one of the other Pykes had gone back to the hallway and began dragging someone out into the main room.

Hunter knew who it was even before they came into the room. He heard Omega gasp. His eyes went wide and the grip on his blaster tightened. “Hannah...” Hunter’s blood boiled. It took everything in him to not gun down all the Pykes right then and there.  

Hannah looked terrified. She was cuffed at the wrists like Roland, with a blaster stuck against her back from the Pyke who’d dragged her in.

The room went completely silent.

Then Cid, seeing the situation they were in, decided to speak up. “If I may?” The head Pyke silently approved, and Cid turned to Hunter, who definitely looked like he was about to pull the trigger at any second.  

“You all don’t realize who you’re dealing with,” Cid said to the boys. “If you don’t lower your blasters, we’re all gonna wish we were dead!” She placed a hand on Hunter’s outstretched arm, which made him ease up only slightly. “Let me handle this.”

Hunter looked at Cid, then back at Hannah again. Like she had done earlier, Hannah was pleading with Hunter with her eyes, tears visibly welling in them. Hunter felt helpless, a feeling he couldn’t stand in the least. But he wasn’t stupid. He knew Cid was right. Shaking with anger, Hunter lowered his blaster and told the others to do the same. He could feel Omega beside him and desperately wished he could go in her place.  

“It’s ok, kid,” he said, placing a hand on his little sister’s shoulder. “Stay with Hannah. We’ll be back, I promise.”

Omega looked at each of her brothers sadly, feeling as equally helpless as Hunter. Then she looked to Hannah, who was looking back at her solemnly. If nothing else, having Hannah there with her would make this slightly less painful. The little girl ran towards her friend, who immediately caught Omega in her arms, holding her close.

“A wise decision,” the head Pyke said. “I look forward to you bringing our spice back to us.”

Nobody said anything else as Cid and the rest of the Batch left. Soft crying could be heard from Hannah and Omega, which broke Hunter’s heart. He turned to look back at them one last time, just catching Hannah looking up at him at the same time. The two shared one last longing look before Hunter turned to leave. Hannah held Omega closer, afraid the small girl would disappear if she let go. She too felt nothing but helplessness.

**********************************

Hours passed as everyone at the parlor waited for the Batch to return with the spice. The Pykes had cuffed Omega the same as Roland and Hannah, and they were keeping them in the parlor, still littered with dead bodies. Hannah couldn’t bring herself to look at them, solely keeping her focus on Omega, who had not once left her side. But the little girl in question was much bolder and was already thinking of ways she could get out of this mess. She eyed one of the blasters laying on the ground, which didn’t go unnoticed by Roland.

“Don’t try it. They’ll kill you.”

Hannah eyed him crossly. “Well at least she’s trying to do something, unlike you.”

“Oh, you think I haven’t already?” Roland replied, equally cross. “Besides, if your friends don’t return with the spice, we’re all dead.” He huffed and leaned further against the table he was sitting against. “That’s what happens when you meddle in other people’s business.” He scowled at both of the girls, who were sitting on the floor just a few feet away from him.

“Us?” Omega exclaimed. “You’re the one who took Cid’s parlor from her!”

“You take what you want,” Roland said proudly. “That’s the Durand way.” He sighed. “It’s a tactic my mother has perfected.”

Again with the mother issues. Hannah scoffed, saying, “Yeah, that’s workin’ out real well for you, buddy.”

“So, your mother’s a criminal too?” Omega asked, genuinely curious.  

Roland groaned and rolled his eyes. “You make it sound so undignified.”

Hannah wanted to crawl over and smack Roland on the head. “Gee, I wonder why that is!”  

Roland chuckled to himself, ignoring Hannah. “If she saw me now...”

“You are unbelievable,” Hannah said, shaking her head at him and huffing.

“Coming from you, I’ll take that as a compliment.” A piece of trash came flying at Roland’s head from Hannah’s direction. He looked to see her scowling at him, her face nearly as red as her hair from anger.

While this happened, Ruby came crawling over from the corner of the room and snuggled into Omega’s lap, much to the little girl’s delight. Both Hannah and Roland put aside their squabble for the moment to enjoy the adorable sight.  

“Ruby doesn’t take a liking to many people,” Roland said, almost sounding jealous.  

Hannah snickered, adding, “Omega has that effect on others.”

Omega beamed and began petting Ruby on the back. “Don’t worry, Ruby. We’ll get out of this.”

Roland sighed and looked at Omega. His lip quirked. “How do you do it?”

“Do what?” Omega asked.

“How can you be so... hopeful? Despite everything that’s happened?”

Omega shrugged. “I don’t know. I have faith in my brothers, and Cid too. It’s part of what being a family is, after all.”

Roland groaned again. “Your family maybe...”

Hannah couldn’t take it anymore. By then, in her mind, Roland had officially become even more annoying than Vin ever was. “Oh my gosh, would you please stop with the ‘poor me’ crap? We get it, your mom is hard on you and your life is soooooo difficult because of it. If anything, I have more respect for her now knowing how much of a brat you are!”

The room fell silent after that. Even Ruby didn’t make a peep. Omega looked between Roland and her adopted sister, wondering if she should say anything or stay out of it.

Eventually, a snicker was heard from Roland. “How about that? You actually were listening to me ramble earlier.”

Omega decided to chime in now. “Hannah’s good at listening to others, even if she doesn’t like them.”

“A good quality to have, I suppose.” Roland looked at Hannah, who was once again glaring at him, then back to Omega. “You’re lucky to have someone like her in your family.”

“I know,” Omega said, leaning harder against her adopted sister.

Hannah just huffed and looked away, unable to hide the gratified look on her face. To her discretion, she began rethinking her previous statement about Roland. Yes, he was still terrible. But maybe he wasn’t as bad as Vin. Maybe.

************************************

By the time night fell, the Pykes received word that the spice was en route back to the city. The girls looked at each other happily, proudly taunting Roland about how “they told him so”. Roland was genuinely surprised and impressed, but he played it off nonchalantly. The Pykes gathered the three of them up and brought them to Cid’s docking bay, along with Ruby, who was still being carried by Omega. They didn’t have to wait long before the Marauder came flying in – a sight that brought Hannah and Omega immeasurable joy.

Once the ship landed, the boys wasted no time hauling the reacquired spice crates out for the Pykes to see. Hannah’s heart swelled at seeing them again, this time believing she might actually get fully reunited with them. She still had a blaster to her back though and told herself to not get too excited yet.

After all the crates were offloaded, one of the Pykes opened a crate to confirm that the spice was still inside. Sure enough, despite whatever had happened to the crates, the spice was still all there and completely intact.  

The head Pyke addressed Cid and the boys, saying, “Since the spice has been returned, the matter between us is resolved.” He then pulled a dagger out from behind him and turned towards Roland, who was still cuffed and kneeling on the ground. “But not with you.”

Omega and Hannah both looked at Roland sympathetically. Despite everything that had happened, Hannah still pitied Roland, if only a little. Then both girls were suddenly shoved forward, towards the others. They were finally free. Both of them immediately ran for Hunter, who had his arms out for each of them. Omega still had Ruby in her arms and was only able to lean against Hunter’s side, but Hannah practically crashed into him, clutching his neck tightly and burying her face into his shoulder.

The moment was quickly interrupted by the sound of Roland being shoved against one of the crates. Everyone watched as the head Pyke raised his dagger over Roland’s head. Hannah audibly gasped.  

“Don’t!” Omega cried out, genuine concern in her voice. She stepped forward, causing Hunter to reach out in an attempt to stop her. “He made a mistake. That’s all!”  

Cid stepped forward as well, adding, “She’s right – kill him, and you’ll be starting a war with Isa Durand. Do you want that heat right now? Call this a bad deal, and walk away.”

To say Hannah was shocked would be an understatement. She was used to Omega doing this sort of thing, but seeing Cid stand up for the guy who quite literally stole her parlor from her made Hannah almost think she was imagining things.

The head Pyke was not willing to listen though. “We do not accept bad deals,” he hissed in his monotone voice before once again raising his dagger over Roland’s head.  

Hannah turned her face away as the blade swung down. She heard Roland cry out and could feel a pang in her heart. Cautiously, she looked back to see Roland not beheaded, but simply rolling on the ground in pain, clutching the top of his head. A severed horn laid on the crate in front of them, which was promptly picked up by the head Pyke.  

“Our business is finished,” he said, then looked down at the writhing Roland. “It would not be wise for our paths to cross again.”

With that, the Pykes gathered the crates of spice and began walking off, leaving the newly disgraced Roland on the ground. Roland turned towards everyone else, an ashamed look on his face. He saw Omega walking towards him, still holding Ruby gently and looking at him sympathetically.  

“Are you ok?” she asked, crouching down closer to him.

Roland shook his head and turned away from Omega, his newly severed horn now on full display. “It’s a small price to pay.”

Hannah looked up at Hunter, who looked back at her, wordlessly telling her that everything was ok. Gently, Hannah eased up her grip around his neck so that he could approach Omega. Wrecker was standing nearby and offered his arm out to her, which Hannah gladly took, wrapping her arms around his waist and getting pulled into a signature Wrecker squeeze. She watched as Roland stood up and was handed Ruby by Omega, with Hunter standing behind her.  

“I’ll be going now,” Roland said, his face once again turned away in shame. He shot a glance towards Hannah, who acknowledged him before he turned and walked away.

It was weird seeing Roland just walk away like that. Compared to Vin, he really wasn’t as bad as Hannah initially thought. Maybe this event would change him in a way that Vin never got. Maybe. Hannah wasn’t going to get her hopes up, that’s for sure.

Once Roland was gone, Cid turned to Tech, Echo, and Wrecker, saying, “Come on boys. First round’s on me.”  

Wrecker scoffed and patted Hannah on the back. “You owe us way more than that!”  

Cid smirked and replied, “Don’t push your luck.”

For the first time all week, Hannah laughed. “Well, I guess I’ll provide the seconds then.”  

Wrecker also laughed, giving her another squeeze and saying, “And this is why you’re our favorite!” The three boys then ran off, leaving Hannah behind with Cid.

“It’s fine,” Cid said, turning to Hannah with a smirk. “I can admit when I’ve been beaten.”

Hannah laughed again. “Alright, who are you, and what have you done with Cid?”

“Hey, even an old codger like me can change if necessary.” Cid came up to Hannah and patted her on the arm. “Besides, believe it or not, you’re my favorite too, Red.”  

Hannah’s eyes lit up, genuinely touched by Cid’s words.  

Cid leaned in closer, saying, “Just don’t tell the boys I said that.”  

Hannah giggled and nodded in reply.

Cid and Hannah began making their way back to the parlor together, the other boys long gone by now. Cid hoped they were making themselves useful by cleaning out the bodies, which Hannah had forgotten about and grimaced at the thought of. She quickly realized though that she was missing something. Two things actually. She let Cid continue on and stopped to look back at the docking bay.  

Still standing together, side by side like usual, were Hunter and Omega – her lover and her adopted sister. Everything that had happened that week suddenly didn’t matter anymore. It was over now. All that Hannah cared about most was what was right in front of her, in that moment. She saw Omega run towards her and smiled fondly, holding out a hand for her. They began walking together, hand in hand, like they had done from the very first day they met. Then turning to the other side, Hannah held out her other hand for Hunter, who she knew was right behind them. He gently grabbed her hand and interlaced their fingers together, pulling her closer and kissing the side of her head.

Hannah was definitely not going to be lonely for a while.

[max--phillips]

It isn't the same with Star Wars it seems, they've gotten a lot better at pacing themselves with releases. There's been (to my knowledge):

-2 seasons of The Mandalorian (third one coming next year) -5 movies (3 sequels, Rogue One, and Solo) -The Bad Batch (1 season, second season coming later this year) -1 season of The Clone Wars (the final season) -TBOBF mini-series -Obi-Wan Kenobi mini-series -Andor

And that's in the span of 7 or 8 years since they acquired Lucasfilm? So like 7 things total if I'm counting it correctly (I'm very likely missing something). Obviously that's not counting all the announced stuff or stuff that's currently in development like Ahsoka or other shows. But still it seems like it's more evenly paced out and it doesn't seem like there's 92 releases per year like with Marvel. It's still a lot and Disney needs to treat their employees better, but it's not a content factory like the MCU is.

For sure! Plus SW doesn’t have as wide ranging of an audience as the MCU does, so there isn’t quite as much demand for content. But yeah, since acquiring Lucasfilm, we got technically 3 seasons of TCW (LFL was acquired in 2012, season 5 aired on CN but was after that deal went thru, then Netflix released a season in 2014), Rebels, Resistance, The Bad Batch, Visions, Mando, TBOBF, Obi-Wan Kenobi, some show I did not know existed bc it was on StarWarsKids.com (which I also did not know existed) called Jedi Temple Challenge????, some animated micro series (total of 8), obviously the sequel trilogy, Rogue One, Solo, Biomes, A Droid Story, & will be getting Tales of the Jedi, Young Jedi Adventures (which 2 b fair is a kids show), Andor, Ahsoka, Skeleton Crew, The Acolyte, Lando, whatever Taika Waititi is directing, and maybe Rogue Squadron but that’s apparently not even on the release schedule anymore.

So that’s a grand total of 9 shows released plus some mini series that barely count, 5 movies, a couple shorts, and 7 more shows and one movie in the works, plus a few additional seasons of shows already released (Mando, TBB, Visions, Andor apparently is already getting a second season). And I’m sure that since they had something to do with the games that have/are coming out since Disney owns LFL & Lucasarts is part of LFL. KOTOR has had a couple rereleases, The Old Republic is still kicking & has had expansions released in the last year, we’ll be getting a KOTOR remake, Battlefront, Jedi: Fallen Order, and we’ll be getting Jedi: Survivor next year, there was a VR game called Vader Immortal, Star Wars: Squadrons, another VR game called Tales from the Galaxy’s Edge, a mobile & switch game called Hunters, and then we’ll get Star Wars: Eclipse at some point. Not to mention the LEGO Star Wars games, of which Disney would’ve had input in LSW: The Force Awakens (2016) & the new Skywalker Saga game. There was apparently a Minecraft DLC in 2020? And a Sims 4 DLC in 2020.

Still a lot of content (especially if you take into account the sheer number of books & comics in this universe) but yeah not quite the same content farm in just movies & shows as the MCU.

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Clone Wars Character on TikTok

Anakin- Poor Anakin, man does not have a that many creative ideas, but his life and ideas are strange enough that he gets a lot of followers easily. He’s also almost constantly videoing things too, so he’s able to get real time. There are so so many videos showing the reactions that Obi-Wan has because of his dumbass plans.

Everyone, literally everyone, thought he was an f-boy until he made a post, super confused, saying that he has a wife?? That he loves so much? So, coincidentally, the next videos he posts are him and his wife, who doesn’t show her face but there’s a poll going on about who it is. Most people have figured it, though, because some of his videos are him just listening to Mrs. Skywalker rant about people in the Senate when she comes home to him.

He also tries to convince everyone that he’s the best husband in the world by videoing himself cooking her dinner, which he always burns. In those videos, Obi-Wan and Ahsoka, staples on Anakin’s account, are heard in the background giving him absolutely terrible advice on how to fix it. They usually end up with burnt pans and a whole bunch of frantic clips of Obi-Wan trying to turn off the oven, “My dear, your time is up.” And Anakin in the background “Force, that’s not going to kriffing work, Master. I’m coming in with the water gun.” (No one questions why there’s a water gun.) Ahsoka is just….chilling in the background. She’s just as clueless as the rest of them, but it’s funnier to watch them almost burn down Padame’s kitchen before she tries to step in and make things worse.

Ahsoka-Her feed is a more controlled chaos than Anakin’s, but chaos nonetheless. She does a lot of dance challenges with Fives, and is sometimes able to rope in Anakin, who tries really hard but is terrible at it, and Rex, who doesn’t actually dance and just stands there staring at the camera. There was one time she got Obi-Wan to do it with her, and he absolutely crushed it. All that grace has to help him somewhere else, right? Because she does dance videos, though, sometimes she get inappropriate comments or duets, which Rex, Obi-Wan, Plo, Fives, and Anakin all duet or make a video about explaining that she’s a minor and how unacceptable this is. Well, that’s what every but Rex does. Rex won’t let anyone, anyone, talk to his little sister like that, so he makes a super menacing video of him cleaning his guns.

Needless to say, she does a lot of videos with Rex. They do a lot of random videos of their conversations and pointless arguments. They also do so a lot of competitions with each other, rather it’s staring contests or sparring matches. Their sparring match videos are actually super popular, and they get more and more intense and complicated as they go on. There are never any weapons involved, but they get to show off combat skills and have huge fights across the ship or compound. Their usually filmed by a hysterical Anakin or Fives. Obi-Wan has made his disapproval clear, but there’s a video on Ahsoka’s account of him betting on the outcome.

Obi-Wan- Mostly on Cottagecore TikTok and posts aesthetic videos of him meditating, making fancy, pretty tea drinks, or any other mundane thing he does. He also posts self-defense videos to teach people how to protect themselves, and gives tips of how to use the force and how to help meditate. I think he posts once a week, but posts a bunch at one time because he’ll have one day of silence where he can get stuff for himself done. Basically, his account is to comfort people, to help people, in perfect Obi-Wan fashion.

He also posts encouraging videos to cheer people up when they need it. Cute messages like “Today’s going to be a good day” with that award winning Negotiator smile that get galaxy wide comments and duets. Sometimes the messages border on him illegally sharing decisions that the Senate’s made, like when he announced on his feed that a certain Planet should get ready to party because a certain vote had gone a certain way.

Sometimes, though, he posts videos of Ahsoka, Anakin, or Cody doing incredibly stupid things. It’s become a series, he shows the person do or say the stupidest things, and then he zooms in on someone else’s face. The most common duo is Anakin and Rex, but sometimes there’s Waxer and Cody, once or twice, Obi-Wan and Cody.

Rex- He doesn’t post a lot, and when he does he’s usually not really in them. People only know him specifically because he’s in so many of Ahsoka’s videos. His are mostly “the stuff I have to deal with videos” showing petty fights between some of the 501st or some animal that a soldier decided they wanted to sneak into the ship. That, of course, lead to a blowup on his account, so he started posting lots of content with his brothers. Ahsoka has the notion that he’s doing it to help the way people see Clones, but he does seem to enjoy it a lot.

He, like Obi-Wan, posts hand to hand combat training video to help people in the galaxy, put his training to more use. He makes sure to show how to hold your first in a punch, how to safely clean a blaster, how to take a punch. Some of his posts are to teach people about clones and mando’a traditions. But he’s not all serious. He likes making videos of him and his brothers when they go out to do things for fun or they go out to 79’s.

This one might be a bit far fetched, but I think he would also post videos of him and Ahsoka doing mundane things together, repainting their armour, making bracelets or some stuff on the floors of the bunks during hyperspace. It’s calmer than what Ahsoka posts, and purposely so.

Fives-Oh man. Fives’ account is a wreck. Half of the videos are him running away from something he’s done and the other half are him running into things that he shouldn’t about to be doing. Shakily filmed, someone (usually himself) screaming in the background, you can hear him panting and out of breath. A lot of the times Anakin is with him or chasing after him, and as you can almost always hear Rex cursing and yelling at them to stop, especially if they haven’t done the thing yet because that means they have a plan. When Fives has a plan it ends up being worse than when he makes it up on the spot. 

He also posts videos of him giving people in the streets compliments, because he’s sweet like that. He usually gets pretty funny reactions most of the time, and the few times they’re bad reactions he simply flips the camera and grimaces, then, of course, starts laughing because he’s not going to let one person put him down.

He also has a series of him painting the Bi flag all over the ship and waiting to see people’s reactions. The cutest was that one time Ahsoka walked past and ran her fingers along it softly and smiling. Also notable was the time Obi-Wan caught him midway through and just pretended he didn’t see him. All of those are posted with the persons permission, of course.

Aayla and Bly- They share an account where they do ALL of the couple-y stuff. Any couples challenge that they’re asked to do, they do. It’s hard to do the challenges like “You could’ve been nicer to me today” because they’re both on it all the time and have definitely heard of it, but they make do with all kinds of others. Aayla and Bly are definitely one of those couples that adopts all the kids that follow their account, and they’re ready to fight anyone who says anything bad the Clones or the Jedi.

There’s also a large amount of videos that some of the 327th takes of them cuddling together, training together, polishing weapons together. Basically, their account is them being cute and the rest of the 327th either being incredibly supportive of them or gagging at all the PDA. They start a trend where they go up in front of random people around the ship and start making out to get the reaction. Some examples of the best reactions are franticly running outside of the room, slapping Bly across the back of the head, and wild cheering.

Cody: You’re kidding, right? He does not have time to do the TikTok, nor does he understand TikTok at all. He is in most of Obi-Wan’s videos, and he’s sometimes in Rex’s too. Most of the time he’s telling all of them not to do whatever they’re about to do, or he’s sitting on the floor and crying with Rex.

Anakin actually started making videos called “When you see your dad and your other dad be romantic.” Where it’s just him finding Obi-Wan and Cody doing cute things in random places, followed by Anakin or Ahsoka making faces at the camera.

Plo- Parent side of TikTok for sure. His account features so many, so many, videos of him doing fun things with the 104th. He may seem like an extremely serious man, but put him with all of his kids and has almost no impulse control. They ask to stop at that restaurant they saw on the way to their mission, and he makes it happen. Everyone pretends not to notice because they wouldn’t dare go against him.

This account is also mostly run by everyone in the 104th because A. Plo doesn’t have a password and B. That’s how they get a bunch of footage. The phone is passed around throughout the day, but all of the content focuses on the Plo’s Bros relationships. Anything that he does, from giving a shiny a thumbs up when he comes up with a new plan, to teaching some of the older clones who are a little overworked how to take deep breaths. All the followers also a learn the Plo is absolutely terrible at any kind of card games, which is shown when they post video after video of the bets he looses.

Next for Star Wars I’ll be doing Bad Batch, then, because this got so long, I’ll do one with some more characters! Sorry it’s so long, this ran away from me a bit.

Some clone wars beautiful mutuals @radbatch (Who is the absolute best person to talk to about Ahsoka ever period end of story) of course and @maiseey (Who is now my my mutual? How?)

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Keep an eye out for any new additions that have been posted within the last couple of weeks -> 》NEW《

Introducing: Rho Squad

OC Splinter: Not a Runner

Coalescent • Captain Rex x f!reader & Commander Fox x f!reader • miniseries completed

Edge of Everywhere • Post-Order 66 Rex x f!reader • series on & off hiatus •

From Where We Stand • Post-Stasis!Kix x f!original character • series on haitus

Countermeasures • Fives x f!reader with name • series completed

Unsustainable • Rex x reader

Burning Hot • Howzer x reader x Fireball

Heartbeat • Rex x reader

We Could Pretend • Rex x reader

One to Remember • Rex x reader • part one | part two

Got Some Time • Rex x f!reader

The Gray • Rex x f!reader

Soft for You • Rex x f!reader

Early Hours • Rex x f!reader

Take Care • Rex x f!reader

In Bloom • Rex x f!reader

Sequins and Wounds • Din Djarin x f!reader

Many Hats • Din Djarin x f!reader

Devotion • Maul x f!reader

Next Time • Commander Doom x f!reader

Why Not All of Us? • Fives/Echo/Jesse (ARCs) x f!reader

Chrono • Rex x f!reader

Funny Seeing You Here • Fives x f!reader

Just For Kicks • Kix x f!reader

Remembering • Post-Skako Minor!Echo x f!reader

I’m Not Going Anywhere • TBB-era!Echo x f!reader

more on Rex + cunnilingus

Five Sentence Ficlet Dump - this is a separate ML

riding Rex

even more on Rex + cunnilingus (Remedy)

Rex calling you Princess as he's getting a bj/handy

Bj in Rex's barracks

Rex and the love of his life reunite after being separated following the fall of the Republic

Fives + cunnilingus

Howzer adjusting -> part 1 | part 2

Gregor teasing/edging you

jealous!spittin’ Jesse

On top of Din

Commander Fox x Riyo Chuchi • based on this artwork

Milking him for all he's worth • he!character of your choice

Maul toying with you on the Mandalorian throne

Cody seeking solace in the taste of you

why you're Cody's favorite

if Fives was Force-sensitive -> part 1 | part 2 | part 3

a well-deserved happy ending with Fives

Cowgirling on Fives

In the shower with Rex + Fives

Wine Hours - Rex thot

sub!Rex -> clone wars-era | rebels-era

First time w Rex

Rex has a fear of heights 

Rex & his kid(s) on Christmas morning

sweetly asking rex for one more

Din + Rex sandwich -> part 1 | part 2

The Bad Batch nsfw headcanons

how the lads of the Bad Batch each react to being flirted with/seduced

exhibitionist Echo

possessive Hunter wants to br**d you

alone time with Tech -> part 1 | part 2

Tech eating you out and recording it

knows when you're ovulating -> Hunter | Tech

Howie and his ONE RULE

Jesse is a spitter 

Fun with Jesse and Kix

•••REQUESTS ARE CLOSED•••

Fives with a tongue piercing

On a speeder bike with Fives

Cuddlin’ with Rex, talkin’ about having children

Accompanying Rex to a 501st movie night

Rex + Howzer sandwich

Taking care of Howzer after a draining day

Hunter gags you with his bandana

Softy Hunter and sweet sex

Kix taking care of you on your period -> part 1 | part 2

SW Icon Dump • started during my 1k follower celebration

Dividers Dump <- these are all my post dividers/cuts

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owning a bakery and being discovered by the ada and the port mafia (part 4)

platonic! mori ougai x f!reader

type of writing: head canons !!

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series synopsis: owning a bakery at 20 is tough; even more so when you have to handle members of two opposing organizations! this is your journey to meeting those fools and creating an unlikely bond with each of them. but only at the cost of your peace and sanity.

fandom: bungou stray dogs

content: fluff & platonic stuff

previous: the doctor is in the house (quite literally)

author’s note: it’s port mafia time! ages are still one year younger than canon

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another doctor? oh wait, another doctor and his daughter

as you expected, ranpo and fukuzawa have not let you go easy after what had happened a couple days prior (3 days ago to be exact)

one of them, or more often than not, the two of them would go visit the bakery at least twice a day

once in the morning right before opening, and the second time right before closing

if they could, they would visit around lunch time, but that was usually yosano

tbh you were thankful that yosano hasn’t been as overbearing as the other two but you knew she probably wanted to give you a break because holy shit are they extremely over protective

currently, it was the fourth day of being watched by the two eldest ada members, but there were no said ada members with you at the moment

and boy were you overjoyed

turns out, the ada has an important escort job for a government official or smth, and on top of that, fukuzawa has a bunch of meetings to attend

even ranpo has his hands full with a couple of difficult murder cases across the country

you’re lowkey, no highkey, worried bc you learned literally 3 days ago that ranpo doesn’t know how to ride the train 😀😀

you were worried abt them, there’s no question, but on the inside you were a bit relieved to which ranpo called you out on it immediately 

that led to the two of you going at each other’s throats for nearly half an hour

let’s just say fukuzawa scolded the two fo you for a while

going back to the present, it was around one pm and you had just finished sending a text message to both fukuzawa and ranpo (cause they insisted) when a little blonde girl with blue eyes wearing a red dress matching with a red bow in her hair and red shoes walked in

she immediately went to the glass case to look at the desserts displayed

as she looked around, you watched her at the corner of your eyes and a with a smile as you wiped down one of the tables

after wiping down the table, you quickly went to go wash your hands and you walked over and stood next to her

you bent slightly and smiled bigger as she stared at one of the treats in the glass

“is that the one you want?”

she nodded without looking away from the glass

you giggled before going to the back and placing the one she wanted on the plate and held it out to her

the blonde was honestly so confused bc one, no adult supervision, and two, there was no tell tale way to know that she had money

to you, she was an open book so when she looked at you, her face immediately read “but i have no money, or a parent...??”

you simply patted her head and pushed along to one of the nearby tables and pulled a chair for her

you did not regret anything when you saw the look on her face when you told her that it was on the house

“name’s elise!” “i’m (y/n)!”

:D

you sat with her for a while continuing to give her sweets she reminded you of ranpo in all honestly and talking abt random things

she mostly complained abt a “rintarou” though

speaking of which, when a man in a doctor’s coat came through the door near screaming “elise-chan! elise-chan!” you figured that was probably the rintarou she was complaining abt

you smiled as you watched the two interact

“elise-chan why would just disappear like that?!”

“i wanted to see rintarou cry”

“so mean!”

...their behavior was questionable but endearing ig

“rintarou” suddenly turned to you, thanking you for “taking care of his daughter bc she’s always getting into trouble”

*cue angry noises and face from elise*

he introduced himself as a “local neighborhood doctor”

you smelled bullshit but didn’t say anything bc he has been kind to you so far

he asked you how he could repay you and you were thinking that you can actually win something bc you’re not refusing an ada member oh you poor oblivious child but you were appalled when elise answered for you

it went like this

“is there anything i can repay you with for taking care of my dear elise-chan? perhaps paying for all the sweets she has eaten?”

“oh no! don’t worry abt that, it’s nothing! it was a pleasure getting to know—”

“let’s buy out all of her food!”

h u h

you knew she enjoyed your pastries and stuff but like w h a t

you inwardly sigh in relief when the doctor agreed with you that “that’s a bit much elise-chan” and you were thanking every deity out there when suddenly

she threw a temper tantrum

you watched in confusion and slight horror at the 180 of the sweet little girl you were talking to like 10 minutes ago

her guardian panicked slightly and tried to get her to calm down but ahaha no that didn’t happen

“WAHH rintarou!! but i want it!! (y/n)’s food is the best i’ve ever had!!”

“b-but elise-chan, we can’t just buy—”

“i’ll wear all the dresses i’ve ever rejected and more if we buy it out right now and keep buying sweets here forever”

“...deal”

your eyes twitch at the “innocent” smiles the two gave you after their “talk”

fast forward literally 5 minutes and you’ve already flipped the close sign on your door with note (saying you’re sold out) and you’re all over the place running around behind the counter trying to fit everything into boxes as the two are sitting on a nearby table lightly chatting

about 20-25, nearly 30 minutes later you finishing packing everything in the glass case

it was a lot

we’re literally talking about tiered cakes and dozens of batches of cookies, cupcakes, literally everything and anything

when the two notice you’re done they get up meet you by the register

“a-ano, you really don’t have to buy all of this...the total is going to be quite large...”

“no worries!”

honestly at this point, you kind of missed the chaotic calls from ranpo that happened like every half hour

you thought you were done being surprised for the day but next thing you know men in suits come into Sakura’s and begin to load the boxes into a black car

dealing with the detectives was already starting to be a handful and now you have to deal whoever the hell these two people where

quite frankly, you were having trouble wrapping your head around all of this

like-

who buys out a whole bakery?!

and who has the money to buy out a whole bakery?!

what kind of job could you possibly have?!

was this guy really just a doctor?!

right before the two leave you call out to them

“a-ah wait! i don’t think i ever caught your name!”

the two blink at you before eyeing each other

“mori ougai” 😄😄

you started smelling bad shits again 

>:/

it was a weird feeling

you felt something off but at the same time, you weren’t really afraid 

and with that the two left

you were already tired from this whole thing but you now get the rest of the day off

so i guess something worked out in your favor

until the next fricking day

again, ranpo and fukuzawa canceled out on you

you weren’t sure if you were relieved or not

and as soon as you thought you were going to have a normal business day, guess who walked through the doors

yeah that’s right

“the local neighborhood doctor” and his daughter

you froze before eyeing them with suspicion

if mori was amused, he didn’t show it, only giving you a smile

elise immediately left his side and practically leaped onto you making you cut yourself with the knife you were holding

well shit now you’re bleeding

it was only 7:15 in the morning; you had literally just opened

you were cursing every deity out there

you quickly grab a nearby and press it against your wound and scrambled around looking for the first aid kit you had nearby

“oh? (y/n)-kun are you bleeding?”

“(y/n) i’m sorry!”

“a-ah, no worries elise-chan”

you really need to stop spacing out bc next thing you know, the sign on your door is flipped to close again (along with the same note from yesterday explaining you’re sold out taped on the door) and you’re sitting at a table with elise in your lap and mori wrapping your hand in a bandage

“tsk tsk (y/n)-kun you need to be more careful...but it is elise-chan’s fault”

“die rintarou!”

“but no worries! it’s not that deep so you don’t need stitches”

“thank you, mori-san, but can i ask why you and elise-chan are here again? not that i mind...”

whether or not you were lying is up to you

“oh we’re here to buy out your stock again!”

“wait what-”

the fuck???

did they not just buy everything yesterday???

frozen, you stare at the man in front if you with said man giving you another “innocent” smile

this little shit

wait till you meet dazai

but i guess that’s why the sign on the door is flipped to close bc you don’t even remember flipping it yourself or taping the note from yesterday to the door

you spent the next half hour trying to convince the two over some tea (your signature one of course) that “no you don’t need to or should buy everything i have, you’re going to deprive the rest of my customers”

cough cough ranpo

like the day before, you were losing this argument

can you just never win?

as you were losing the argument (obviously) you realized that you don’t even know why they want to buy everything again

“mori-san, why do the two of you even want to buy everything in the first place?”

“ah it was elise-chan’s request of course! but i do admit, after trying some of your sweets myself, i grew quite attached! so did the rest of my subordinates after my precious elise-chan made them try it, not like they could refuse her or me; i am their boss after all (y/n)-kun.”

*cue confusion*

“subordinates? wait are those the guys from yesterday?? aren’t you a doctor...?”

“ah ex-doctor actually, i’m the leader of the port mafia”

...

“ah (y/n)-kun that’s quite the coughing fit you have going on, do you need water?”

if it wasn’t obvious, you choked on your tea and had quite the coughing fit; you were wheezing and everything making elise leave you lap and settling for dangling over mori’s shoulders

“...you’re kidding”

“im afraid im not”

this man confuses the hell out of you??

like-

w h y would he just say that, to you of all people

but it explains the bad shits you were smelling/feeling yesterday

“are you afraid?”

“being completely honest with you, mori-san, not really”

“and why is that?”

you simply shrug not really knowing the answer

you aren’t lying, you just aren’t

maybe bc yesterday, he seemed more like a doting parent than the boss of the most criminal organization of yokohama

yes, you’ve heard the rumors, obviously, but just saying, if the port mafia wanted to hurt you, you’d probably be dead in a ditch by now

and they haven’t really been a bother to you, they were more like background characters in your life

well

until yesterday of course

mori simply raises an eyebrow and a smile seemingly okay with your very vague answer

“why did you tell me that mori-san?”

the man only smiles a bit wider at you and this time, you’re the one raising an eyebrow

“just a feeling” 

yeah you were starting to smell bad shits again

“and besides! elise-chan seems quite fond of you (y/n)-kun! i wasn’t planning on doing anything to you in the first place, but even if i wanted to, i don’t think i could! i wouldn’t want to upset my dearest cute elise-chan”

“die rintarou!”

“that’s mean elise-chan!”

your eyes began to twitch in slight annoyance

cause istg the duality of this man—

this strange strange man

oh dearest you haven’t even met dazai yet

after that has been said and done, somehow you found yourself in front of stores being dragged by elise

how did you end up there you ask? i don’t know either so there’s nothing we can do abt that

eventually, you found yourself holding a bunch of shopping bags full of dresses and clothes of the sort

some of it your size and the others elise’s

...

“mori-san?”

“yes (y/n)-kun?”

“why do i have bags of clothing that are fit for me rather than elise?”

“oh that’s because elise refused to go without you and if you didn’t get anything!”

yeah

that makes perfect sense, of course

you could see why elise kept on complaining abt this guy

the two of you actually bonded over making fun of him

you have n o fear

actually, maybe just a little

the three of you were out for basically the entire day and you were exhausted

cause holy shit there was a lot of money wasted, shopping bags obtained, and walking involved

it was around 5 pm when the three of you were making it back to Sakura’s

along the way you found yourself having a pleasant conversation with mori

even if he was a questionable person to be having a pleasant conversation with, you enjoyed it nonetheless

you hoped that it makes it harder to get rid of you if he ever changed his mind but we don’t talk abt that

anywho

when the three of you arrived, you immediately dumped all the bags you were holding and went straight to work packaging everything for “the local neighborhood doctor”

before they left, mori agreed to not buy out all of your stock except for some occasions but instead settled ordering massive batches of a little bit of everything every few days

how that’s not the same as buying everything you won’t ever know

you were standing outside Sakura’s watching the two get into the car that had arrived when suddenly, mori turned to you

“ah (y/n)-kun, i know that you wouldn’t tell anyone about this, it wouldn’t be like you to, but just a reminder, it would probably be in your best interest not to let anything slip to anyone okay? we wouldn’t want any enemies using you against the port mafia. so take care of yourself hm? see you next time”

and bippity boppity boo just like that, they were gone

how that man managed to get your personality down in just like 10 hours you don’t want to know

and that’s basically the story of how you started making more food/bake goods to sell

true to his word, every few days, or sometimes consecutive days, mori called you and made a large order

and i mean large

on those days, someone from the port mafia would pick it up and then you get paid

thankfully, by increasing the amount of food you made, you always had enough to put out on display and to sell even after the large order

before doing that, on those days you didn’t have a large stock, someone by the name of edogawa ranpo would weep at your feet

he will deny this; after all, great detectives don’t do weeping

or so he says

and speaking of the detective, you never did tell him what had transpired the two days he and fukuzawa were absent on checking on you

but tbh, i even think ranpo could’ve deduct this one

you didn’t tell him bc you were afraid, no of course not that’s ridiculous mori, in elise’s words, was a loser

you didn’t tell him bc you knew he and fukuzawa would flip the fuck out

and that would be a major inconvenience to you

you didn’t see the point in telling them anyway

so whatever, it’s like it’ll be important

and if ranpo and fukuzawa noticed the abundant of bags near the door leading up to the staircase when they visited you at the end of the day they didn’t say anything

jk

of course one of them said smth

“ne (n/n)-chan since when did you like to buy a bunch of things; waste of money if you could just be using that money to make more food so you wouldn’t sell out right away and have food to feed me”

your eyes twitched

he could’ve worded that a little better but whatever

it is ranpo-san after all

“i just got carried away since i closed up early; you know it isn’t often i get to go shopping”

and if he smelled your bullshit he didn’t say anything

for real this time

that slightly concerns you ngl

anyways

let’s just say quite a few heads were turned when they saw their boss leading a bunch of lower level subordinates carrying many light pink boxes of different sizes to his office for the second time

oh and just another thing

*whispers* he was lying when elise made his other subordinates eat your food; they kept it all to themselves”

was that a ruse to help lead the revelation of his real occupation who knows

“(y/n)-kun is a very interesting person don’t you think so elise-chan?”

“quiet. i’m eating cake.”

“that’s so mean elise-chan!”

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[simplysummers]

you’re going to want to knock me into next week when i say this but i’ve never actually seen star wars... mainly because i haven’t got the attention span. but i’ve heard there’s an order you’re meant to watch them in, and it’s not the order they were released in so i’m confused.

Hey bestie, I could never knock you into next week….next month perhaps tho- (I’m teasing, love youuuu /p)

Okay! So! You can watch them in release order! That’s how I grew up watching them! (A quick Google search will tell you this!) but over lockdown I decided to rewatch the entire saga (spoiler: I never finished, I quit after Mando), but this time I rewatched them in chronological order! Of course there are a few new additions that weren’t available when I did my rewatch, but otherwise here’s the order-! (I used a fuck-ton of exclamation points here…)

(Movies, spin-offs, tv shows)

Episode 1: The Phantom Menace

Episode 2: Attack of the Clones

The Clone Wars Movie

The Clone Wars Animated Series (S1-S7:E8)

Episode 3: Revenge of the Sith

The Clone Wars Animated series (S7:E9-S7:E12)

The Bad Batch

Solo: a Star Wars story

Star Wars Rebels: animated series

Rogue one: A Star Wars story

Episode 4: A New Hope

Episode 5: Empire strikes back

Episode 6: Return of the Jedi

The Mandalorian

Star Wars resistance (S1)

Episode 7: The Force Awakens

Episode 8: The Last Jedi

Star Wars resistance (S2)

Episode 9: The Rise of Skywalker

Of course, these include the shows and spin-offs, if you want to just watch the movies in chronological order it’s 1-9. But like- if you ever do skip bits and pieces, you’ve still gotta watch the clone wars, it’s a must, I’m afraid. No negotiations.

There’s also quite a few new shows coming out over the next few years (WHO ELSE IS HYPED FOR KENOBI BECAUSE I AM-) so this isn’t set in stone, but for what we have now, this is probably your best order!

(Honestly Hannah, thank you for the SW questions, I know it isn’t your biggest interest and yet you still ask, it makes me so happy to talk about it!)

[peggyrose19]

Midnight Kisses

HAPPY NEW YEAR LOVELIES!! I’M MANIFESTING A HAPPY 2021 DAMMIT!! SO ENJOY MY PAINFULLY FLUFFY MIDNIGHT KISS FICS FOR THE SW SHIPS. THESE ARE SHIT CAUSE I STARTED THEM AT 9PM BUT IT’S FINE.

I’ll stop yelling now. I really wanna explain all of these but I’m not going to because there’s honestly no need, I just tend to over-explain things. So enjoy all the fluff and love in these little one-shots. Characters from the amazingly talented @lumosinlove. I wish you all the most boring, uneventful 2021 <333

Coops

“Look, baby,” Remus whispered, pointing up at the sky, although the fireworks were hard to miss. 

“They’re beautiful,” Sirius murmured. He wasn’t looking at the fireworks exploding in the night sky, but the man in his arms. Remus glanced down at him, catching his eye.

“What?”

Sirius shook his head. “Nothing. Just… happy. I love you.” 

Remus smiled, seeming to understand what he meant. He remembered the late night, exactly a year earlier, when he had swallowed those words down, all dim light and flushed cheeks in the back of a car, hiding from the world. Not that it had mattered. 

“I love you too,” he said back, pressing a kiss to Sirius’ cheek, and then his lips. It wasn’t yet midnight, wouldn’t be for a few hours, but Remus didn’t care. He could kiss Sirius, his fiancé, in wide open now without fear. It was a privilege he was never taking for granted. 

When midnight did come, and fireworks were set off once more, Remus kissed him again, surrounded by their friends and family as they all rung in the new year. Sirius was sweet and pliant beneath his hands, arms wrapped tightly around him, never letting go. 

It was the perfect start to a new year. 

O’Knutzy

“Happy New Year, baby!” Logan shouted, arm wrapped around Finn’s neck. 

“Lo, that was the oven,” Leo sighed from the kitchen. “It’s 11:32. Honestly, we should not have let him drink so much.”

Finn just shrugged, accepting the wet kisses Logan was now planting to his cheek and neck. 

Leo fought a smile as he watched them. So maybe drunk Logan was kind of endearing. 

“Here.” He held out one of the pigs-in-blankets from the batch cooling on the counter, and Logan took it happily in his mouth.

“Yum,” he managed around it, grinning at Leo. Finn accepted one too, still caught by Logan’s arms around him. Leo ate one too, then walked around the island to their side, wrapping his arms around them both. He kissed Logan’s cheek. 

“I’m glad I get to spend the new year with the two of you,” he murmured. 

“We’re glad too, baby,” Finn replied, twisting to press a quick kiss to his lips. “I love you.”

“Love you too, Fish.”

“I love you Knutty!” Logan yelled, and they both jumped. 

“Oh, Tremzy,” Finn sighed. “What are we gonna do with you.” 

Logan’s eyes lit up. “Kiss me?”

Leo gave him a quick kiss and pulled away. “At midnight,” he promised when Logan pouted at the loss of contact. 

“Well, midnight needs to hurry up and get here then,” he grumbled. Finn just laughed and tugged him towards the couch.

“C’mon, let’s wait for the ball to drop.”

Logan let himself be pulled, collapsing nearly on top of Finn and making no move to adjust his position. Finn flipped the television on and pulled a blanket over them, leaving room for Leo once he was done in the kitchen. 

A moment later, Leo joined them in watching the commercials currently playing, snuggling into Logan’s side, smiling happily. They watched quietly, enjoying each other’s silent company, until it was nearly time. 

At five minutes to, Leo pulled the champagne from the cabinet. Logan was nearly bouncing up and down. Leo wasn’t entirely sure he wanted to give him more alcohol. 

As the countdown began, Finn took the bottle from Leo. When they hit one, he popped it open, and all three of them cheered. With wide grins, Finn and Leo kissed Logan’s cheeks, and then each other, and then Logan one by one.

They drank their champagne and kissed again, sloppy and sticky and in love. 

When they fell back onto the couch, tangled together in a pile of limbs and blankets, it was to the sound of fireworks outside and the pounding of their own hearts, the taste of champagne on their lips, and the overwhelming feeling of the happiness that was to come.

Thoelle

Thomas still couldn’t quite believe his luck. He couldn’t believe it when he woke in the morning to Noelle asleep at his side, or the days she would pick him up at the rink, or the kiss she gave him each night before bed.

He certainly didn’t believe it was two minutes to midnight and she was by his side, arm around his waist as they waited impatiently for the ball to drop and the hour hand to fall to the 12. 

“What’re you thinking about?” she asked him, dark hair falling in a curtain over her shoulder. He ran a hand through it, in love with the silkiness and the way always she melted under his touch. 

“You,” he replied softly.

“What a charmer you are,” she murmured, but her cheeks were flushed. 

“Still can’t believe it.” 

“Believe what?” She had turned more towards him now.

“That I have you. Still feels like a dream sometimes.” 

She smiled, ducking her head. Noelle wasn't usually one to shy away from attention, but sometimes he could still get her. Thomas leaned down and lightly kissed her nose, making her laugh and look back up at him.

“You wanna know something?” she asked.

“What?”

“I love you.”

“I love you, too,” Thomas replied almost instantly, on instinct. Noelle laughed a little, eyes wide. 

“You do?”

“Of course.”

She opened her mouth to respond, but was interrupted by a loud shout, the countdown beginning around them. Instead she just grinned up at him.

“You ready for a new year?”

“With you by my side? Hell, yeah.”

Together, they shouted the last few numbers, “Four...three...two...one!” 

As cheers erupted around them, Thomas leaned down and kissed Noelle softly.

“I love you, Noelle Tremblay,” he murmured against her lips. She pulled away and laughed, giddy and free, wrapped in his arms and warmth. 

She kissed him again, whispering back, “I love you too, Thomas Walker.” 

O’Darwin

Kasey’s constant was back, at least for a little while. 

It had been a surprise, to see Alex standing on their doorstep three days before New Years, a suitcase in one hand and a bottle of champagne in the other. Natalie had jumped on him instantly, taking the bottle from him and kissing him, tugging him into the apartment by the collar of his jacket.

“Alex O’Hara,” she had scolded him, “How dare you show up here unannounced?” Alex had just grinned.

“I wanted to surprise you.”

Kasey had shaken his head, kissing Alex softly and settling by his side on the couch. He was glad Alex was home, even if it was just for a few days. He had missed him.

Now it was nearly midnight on New Year’s Eve. All three of them were drunk, happily sequestered in the apartment. Natalie and Alex were dancing to bad pop music, leftover lights from Christmas sending rainbows dancing across their faces as they moved, with glitter in their hair and champagne on their lips. They had meant to save it for midnight, truly. 

“Kase, come dance with us!” Natalie laughed, grabbing his hand and tugging him off the sofa. He let her, smiling softly at the two of them.

He looked up as the clock on the mantle began chiming, and fireworks began outside.

“Happy New Year,” he murmured to them and Natalie and Alex both cheered. They kissed each other, and then him, and Kasey smiled at the taste. 

Beginning the new year with his two favorite people wasn’t so bad after all. 

Nuny

The phone woke Jackson from his nap. He answered it groggily, not bothering to read the caller name.

“Hello?” he asked grumpily. 

“Nado?” a familiar voice asked and suddenly he was wide awake.

“Zhenya. Hey. How are you?”

“I’m good. It is uh… how you say? Midnight here.”

“Oh!” Jackson squinted at his watch, quickly doing the math on the time difference. “I guess it is. Well, happy new year.”

“Thank you.” Evgeni fell silent for a long moment. “I’m wish you were here,” he said finally, breaking the silence. 

Jackson sighed. “Me too. I miss you.” 

“Miss you. I see you soon, da?”

He smiled. “Yeah. Yeah, Kuns, soon.”

“I’m kiss you then.” 

That made Jackson laugh quietly. “Yeah, you kiss me then.” He bit his lip. “Go to sleep, Zhenya. I’ll call you again in the morning.” 

“Okay. I’m call later.”

“Good, okay. Happy New Year, Kuns.”

“Happy New Year.”

Jily

Harry was getting big. It felt like just a week ago he had been a tiny newborn, fitting in the palm of James’ hand with room to spare. Lily didn’t mind. Usually. He was nearly a year old now, able to crawl all around the house and make endless babbling noises, talking to his stuffed animals and the bugs in the garden. 

He was crawling around the living room now, dressed in a new onesie that wouldn’t fit him in another two weeks, picking at the carpet and up way past his bedtime. 

Lily and James had missed the actual countdown, preoccupied with chasing their little gremlin around the house and failing to put him to bed. Even little Harry seemed to sense the excitement in the air.

It was nearly one in the morning by the time Harry finally fell asleep, stuffed lion clutched in his tiny fingers. The two exhausted parents collapsed onto the couch, leaning into each other as their eyes slipped shut.

“I can’t believe he stayed up… for six extra hours,” Lily mumbled without opening her eyes. James just grumbled. “We missed the countdown, too.” 

“‘S okay,” he answered sleepily, “We can do it next year.” 

“Yeah.” They fell silent. Eventually, Lily said, “We should get to bed.” 

They stumbled to their feet and upstairs to their bedroom, too tired to even bother with brushing their teeth. They just fell into bed, curled up together exhausted and happy.

“Happy New Year, Lily,” James whispered into the darkness.

“Happy New Year,” she whispered back, and kissed him sweetly. She snuggled closer, laying her head on his chest, and the two fell instantly asleep to the distant sound of leftover fireworks. 

[darthbecky726]

Bad Batch 1x07 Spoilers

I’m back on schedule for now, besties. It’s time to watch the next ep!!

Spoilers below as always <3

Promising episode title

I’ve been saying this since mando, the sw title sequence kicks ass

Nice opening

I love echo and tech

Shut up tech lmaoo

I love wrecker

Chaos

I love how tech was basically just waiting for echo to finish lol

I love cid

Love how echo went and grabbed it w like his stick hand like none of y’all could’ve grabbed that?? lmaoo

I love wrecker and omega

REXTERRRRRRRR I SEE YOUUUUUU

Lmao cid

I love her

Lmao clueless bois 

Lmao wrecker

He will not

I love side characters

I love how she says boyys

Omg tech

Rex ilysm 

Causing chaos

REXXXXXXXX

Cid lmao

I love how offended echo gets when she calls it a clone clubhouse he’s like we’re not all that bad. Honey. Sweetie. Y’all are that bad.

“It’s been a while” lmao stfu its been like three months

Echo’s audacity

Y’all ain’t exactly subtle

I knew it was rex they were talking to!!

Wrecker hug!!

Every rule has it’s exceptions, omega. Rex is the exception to all the rules.

He’s awesome

I love her

Rex knows what tf is up w wrecker

He’s had these headaches

Noo tech he has every right to be concerned, he nearly shot ahsoka

Except in crosshair lmao

Oof rex suddenly don’t trust them lollll

Judgmental rexter

“rexxxxx....” they’re so cautious tho tbf rex is actin a lil crazy 

I love the music here

OOOOOOOOHH NOOOOOOO IS REX GONNA MENTION WHAT HAPPENED TO FIVES?????? ECHO IS STANDING RIGHT THERE, REX!! DID YOU ALREADY TELL HIM HOW FIVES DIED???? Now I’m worrieder

Ooh rex getting real

I wonder if omega has a chip

Lmao bestie you cannot drop that bomb and then peace tf out what

Wrecker..................

That answers that

Lol omega’s fluent in tech

I love how much they trust rex like he is their bestie

Ominous

Fuckin sick planet design

My boiiii in full gear!! We love to see it

Lmao wrecker

Scrapper guild wtf is that

Good thing these bois are trained for stealth

FIVES MENTION!!!

FILONI HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME I NEED MORE REX AND ECHO TALKING ABOUT FIVES

FIVES AND ECHO WERE THE BEST BOIS AND THEY HAVE SUCH A TRAGIC STORY I’M SO MAD ABOUT IT

So anyway, I’ll be billing Dave Filoni for therepy

Awwwww, they’ve all been on ships like this countless times, rex and echo especially but omega hasn’t ever been on anything bigger than the Marauder

Lol more rex is old jokes

Oooh sounds like a dianoga

OOP-

Say her name, rex. Echo loved ahsoka, she was the lil sis of the 501st

Lol wrecker’s fear of heights again

WRECKER!!!!

AHHHHH

It is a dianoga!!

This is not great

Thank you, echo. Being helpful, shooting the dianoga

I love how omega is the first one on the ledge to help him up

Space rats

Lol tech

Lmao rex

I like how hunter grabbed his pack and wrecker like, lightly swatted his arm, that is peak sibling interaction

Awwww, worried baby

It’ll be ok, omega, if the batch dies, rex’ll take you in, he loves younglings

AWWWWWWW

Rex is so proud of hunter bein a dad lol

Oof wrecker starting to be affected by the chip

Is echo still plugged into the computer?? Where’s he at??

Oh there he is

Rex you’re being very shady

Don’t fuckin say the order, rex, you’ll trigger him more

Oh no

I love the sound design here omg

 I hope tech’s ok

OOOOOOHHHH NOOOOO

What was that, o2?

Wrecker is very efficient at killing

It’s prob gonna take more than that to get him down, hunter

It took ahsoka stunning rex to get him into surgery

This isn’t a good look on you, wrecker

OMEGA NO GO BACK TO TECH

He’s not gonna let that door stop him, omega

Love the lighting

She says their names so weird with her accent

Ooooh this hurts

NOOO

Thank you rex, finally

You didn’t think to email ahsoka and ask her??? She was the one on the other end and she had Jesse banging the door down behind her

They’re all so worried

Awwww omega’s so cute

Tech omg fix ur tone lmao

She will not leave wrecker

I love her

Are the rest of them gonna get their chips out?? 

WRECKER!! 

They all fell asleep

Did they have to shave tech and hunter’s hair?? Lol

Wtf is echo doing 

He’s so guilty but she’s not having it they’re so pure

I love them

Lol hunter’s bandana covers it so they don’t have to change his character model to compensate for missing hair

Finding crosshair! Don’t write him off yet!

I love rex

I miss rex already

Ugh now we’ve gotta deal w this shit

Ok, that was a good ep, finally resolved the chip thing for them (can’t wait for crosshair to come back so they can remove his too).  Loved seeing rexter again, he is best boi. 

[lynn-writes-things]

I'd like to request Tech and reader being both shy nerds who are too afraid to say that they like the other BUT then they need to share a bed >.> (Bonus if this all leads to some fluffy smut <3 )

Thank you for the request!! Hope you enjoy! <3

Warning: SOFT nsfw at the end

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You’ve had a bit of a crush on Tech since you first began with the Bad Batch. You found him incredibly interesting, and loved listening to him talk. Unfortunately, you were very shy, and found it nearly impossible to talk to him, let alone confess your feelings. Feelings that you weren’t even supposed to be feeling in the first place- feelings that Tech shouldn’t feel either, and most likely didn’t – you reminded yourself.

But oh, he did. Tech had it bad for you, and his brothers teased him for it constantly when you weren’t around. He loved the way that you were so passionate, so strong-willed and determined to do your best at everything you tried. He admired that about you. You never gave up, even when things didn’t seem to be going your way. Not to mention, he found you absolutely stunning. You were all that he could think about – day in, day out. But, similar to you, he was also rather shy when it came to talking to you. Good thing he had four brothers who were more than willing to help out.

Echo watched in fascination as the boys talked about ways to seduce you – he was shocked anyone could possibly be worse with women than karking Kix and Fives when it came to pickup lines, but low-and-behold…

“Just tell her, ‘baby, you shine brighter than all the stars in the sky.’” Hunter suggested, causing Echo to snort with laughter. Hunter didn’t usually use pickup lines, and it showed. (AN: he doesn’t have to--)

“Don’t tell her that.” He chimed in.

“Buy her flowers, girls like flowers.” Crosshair suggested.

“No!” Echo interjected. “Do you know her? She has allergies!”

“So find hypoallergenic flowers!” He shot back. Echo didn’t know he could facepalm so hard.

“Those don’t exist, di’kuit.” Hunter said, giving Cross’ shoulder a light shove.

“Maybe you should just… Tell her?” Wrecker suggested, causing everyone to look at him in disbelief, short of Echo. “Y/N doesn’t like games, just get straight to the point. That’s not too bad, is it?” He asks, mostly to Echo, who smiles and nods.

“That is a man who knows Y/N.” Echo agreed. So, Tech decided, when you landed and got some time alone, when the mood was right, he’d confess.

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Except, when you’d landed, you were ushered into separate rooms – everyone got their own room, except for you and Tech, who had to share a room. Most likely at the suggestion of the boys. Once he was alone with you, Tech found that he just… Couldn’t. He just couldn’t talk to you about how much he loved you. He panicked even farther when he realized that there was only one bed in the room…

“So…” You spoke up first.

“So,” Tech sighed. “I can take the floor, if you—"

“No, no!” You’re quick to brush him off. “You can have the bed, I’ll—”

“No, I’m not letting you sleep on the floor.” He argued.

“So, we’re sharing the bed, then?” You ask with a little giggle at the awkwardness. Tech smiled at your laughter.

“It would appear so.”

-

You start off on separate sides of the bed. And really, you both intended on keeping it that way… or did you?

“It’s kinda cold in here,” You say quietly.

“Yeah,” He agrees. “Do you uh… Want to get closer?” He suggests, mentally slapping himself for the awkward delivery or what could’ve been a smooth line.

“Would that be okay?” You ask timidly.

“Of course.” He says, and so you do. Before long, you get talking, and things get a little less awkward. As the awkwardness subsides, you ask to change positions, so you both could sleep a little more comfortably. You turned on your other side, and Tech curled up behind you.

That, in itself, presented a new problem that Tech had not considered being a possibility – his cock was dangerously close to your ass. Don’t think about it, don’t think about it, don’t – oh great. He thought, growing hard already, and trying to get distance between his hips and yours. Only that doesn’t work so well, as you back up in search of his warmth, only to feel something hard up against your ass. Your eyes shoot open, and you can feel your face burning up as you bite at your lip – a nervous habit you couldn’t quite control.

“I-I’m sorry—” He begins, trying to back away again.

“W-Wait,” You cut him off. “You don’t… I mean, uh… If you want, I could maybe help you with that?” You suggest, heart pounding in your chest. You were so nervous you were surprised you could even function.

“You…” He was quiet for a moment, processing your offer. “What did you have in mind?” He asks, not wanting to overstep.

“I really like you Tech,” You begin, the words falling out of your mouth before you could stop them. “If you want to have sex, I uh… I’d be okay with that. I’d be more than okay with that.” You say. Carefully, his hands slide down your side to your hip.

“You’re sure?”

“I am.” You answer, and his hand moves from your hip to caress your face, gently prompting you to look up so he could kiss you. His kiss was hot, and you melted into it with ease, kissing back. It was slow and sensual, and you felt so much from it – you don’t think you’d ever been kissed that way before. He pulls away, and you roll onto your back chasing after him, which was exactly what he was hoping for as he now sits up. He looks down at your bottoms, and you waste little time in kicking them off, sitting up to pull your shirt off. Tech gets busy doing the same, and soon the two of you are sitting in bed naked. Your lips connect again, and your hands find Tech’s shoulders, pulling him down with you as you lay back down. He moves to sit between your legs, and you wrap them around his hips.

“Eager, aren’t you?” He remarks with a teasing smirk.

“You have no idea how badly I’ve wanted this.” You laugh breathily. He inserts a finger into your slit, and you whimper at the sensation. His lips find yours once more, and you bite as his lip as he adds a second finger, pumping in and out of you in a slow pace.

“Maybe almost as long as I have,” He says, breaking away from your lips enough to remove his fingers and line his cock up with your entrance, slowly pushing in. You cry out as he enters- he’s bigger than you expected. You clench around him, and he takes it as his cue to start thrusting.

“Y/N,” He says quietly, intimately, his hips slowly thrusting into yours as his fingers find your clit, rubbing slow circles onto your sensitive bud of nerves. “I’ve liked you for so long.” He admits, thrusting particularly deep and hitting your g-spot, causing you to moan loudly, muffling it with the back of your wrist.

“I—” You whine as he hits that spot again. “Tech, I’ve liked you since I first joined,” You pant, already getting close. “I had a crush on you from the first time I saw you.” You admitted, and he leans down to kiss you again. You whine when his fingers speed up their pace on your clit.

“I think I’m in love with you, Y/N,” Tech admits, his forehead against yours. “I really do.”

“I think I’m in love with you too, Tech.” You reply. “Maker, I’m so close—” You whimper.

“Where do you want me to come?” He asks, courteous as ever.

“I’m on birth control, you can come inside,” You suggest, and the way his eyes roll back at the idea isn’t lost on you. (A/N: DO NOT!!!!!!!!!! SW birth control is NOT real birth control!!!)

He speeds up only slightly, kissing your lips, your neck, and anywhere else he can reach. His fingers also pick up their pace, and the combined pleasure sends you tumbling over the edge, crying out his name as you come on his cock. He groans into your neck, biting down as he comes deep inside of your aching core.

“I love you,” He whispers as he comes. “I love you,”

“I love you too,” You respond. “I love you so much, Tech.”

The two of you stay like that for a minute, catching your breaths, before he pulls out and collapses next to you. You don’t bother cleaning up, you’re both too tired now. You curl up together, and finally, you both fall asleep.

[oceanera12]

Cody in SW: Rebels

To those of you who do not know, an early draft of Rebels season 4 was supposed to have Cody in it. It went a little something like this:

Thrawn knew there was a clone involved with the rebellion so he called in someone who knew about clones.

Aka: another clone. Aka: one of the only clones still working in the empire. AKA: Commander Cody.

It got scrapped because there was already a lot going on but--

I just can’t get over the fact we almost had a Cody and Rex reunion scene. But what would that have even looked like? Because on one hand--

GOOD (aka- his chip is either removed, off, or just not working)

Cody shows up for his briefing from Thrawn and is frozen in shock as Thrawn plays the recording from when they caught Rex.

He plays it cool with the Empire, pretending to be one hundred percent loyal with them and is giving them actually some semi-good info on Rex’s battle tactics. Not enough to do some huge damage but enough to get Thrawn to trust him.

Rex finds out about a clone working with the Empire through spies and whatnot and he’s just: “A brother is responsible for all of this???” Of course, he doesn’t know it’s Cody.

Cody holding back flinches and looks of anger whenever someone calls him. “CC-2224. You’re needed on the Command deck.”

Everyone treating Cody like a lifeless, feelingless, droid and Cody hates it but he needs more information before he jumps ship.

Thrawn being the only person that actually treats him like a person, but also being very suspicious of the Commander at all times because something is off.

When Cody finally runs into Rex on a mission, Cody is in Stormtrooper armor and Rex doesn’t know it’s him-- but Cody knows it’s Rex and he almost gets shot because of it.

Cody ends up fighting Rex hand to hand combat. Cody drags him/leads him out of the room and when they are clear of everyone Cody pins him to the ground. Rapid Mando’a starts and when it starts it can’t stop--

“Rex, listen to me. Thrawn is closing in on your location and has information about your next strike. You have to move up the date otherwise the entire operation will be blown open. Now-- would you stop struggling, vod, I’m trying to help you!-- Now I don’t know the exact location of the plant, but I can give you the rough coordinates.”

And Rex is just ???? because Mando’a is not a normal language to know and also why the kriff did this Stormtrooper know his name and also call him vod??-- AND HOLY KRIFF THE IMPERIAL CLONE?

And suddenly Rex knows that voice and he stops struggling and feels this feeling of hope rise up unbidden and whispers, “Cody?”

Then Cody’s voice comes to a screeching halt because he hasn’t heard that name since before the General was killed and suddenly Cody can’t breathe.

Rex refuses to leave Cody on the Imperial ship, even though Cody insists he can get more information. Rex is like, “Nope. We have other spies and you need help. Like, serious help.”

And thus three Rebel clones become four Rebel clones.

KRIFF, What if they call themselves “The Good Batch?” or something!? Clone Force 99 (version 2.0)???

BUT THEN

BAD (aka- his chip is in full function. CC-2224 reporting)

CC-2224 doesn’t feel a lot of emotions but for some reason, the traitor clone fills him with a rage he hasn’t felt since the Jedi traitors.

All Imperial officers quickly learn that CC-2224 is merciless and ruthless, even by Imperial standards because not only is he hunting a traitor of a brother but two Jedi. This is personal.

All of Rex’s planned attacks start failing. Really badly. Like no survivors badly. And no one knows why until--

One mission a rebel manages to activate their com as this ruthless, efficient and downright scary Imperial trooper comes breaking through the lines and tears everyone apart in seconds. And Rex just goes, “That’s no trooper... that was a clone.” And the Rebels are suddenly very thankful that Rex is on their side.

Of course, Rex recognizes that style and knows who it is. How could he not? Cody fought beside him for years. But he keeps his mouth shut knowing that his life is about to get infinitely worse.

Rex plans the next attack taking only Ezra and Kanan with him. It’s time to end this once and for all.

CC-2224 knows what’s coming and he’s ready. He has vibro blades and knives, detonators, a few blasters and a sniper. Plus some of the best troopers he could find aboard the ship.

The ambush is swift and takes Ezra down (he’s fine but won’t be able to continue in the fight because of the blaster through his shoulder)

CC-2224 fights Kanan as Rex drags Ezra to safety. Kanan’s own emotions are that of anger and fear because despite the fact that this is only one clone-- it’s still a clone. One of the men to have killed his master and now Ezra is hurt because of them. Kanan is injured but not out.

Rex jumps into the fight so Kanan can take a moment to center himself and it’s just a flurry of fists and trying to get a shot off. Rex is having flashbacks to Slick’s betrayal his heart breaking as he disarms Cody and tackles him to the ground.

CC-2224 manages to get his blaster back and raises it ready to shoot the traitor clone and Rex knows it won’t miss--

Then a lightsaber stabs straight through Cody’s chest.

Rex runs over as the clone falls, pulling off his helmet and then his brother’s helmet. For a brief second, the anger and rage in Cody’s eyes fade into one of sorrow and horror, the pounding words of “good soldiers follow orders” fading into the background.

“Sorry, vod” is gasped out and then Cody dies, finally free of the enslavement of the Empire.

[im-no-jedi]

MLWTBB: Business Is Business

aka the (continued) journey into my self insert nonsense✨

chapter summary: the Bad Batch return to Ord Mantell and discover Cid’s Parlor has been taken over by Roland Durand, and by proximity, Hannah as well. Cid comes up with a plan to take back the parlor that includes Hannah’s help, but a visit from the Pyke Syndicate complicates things...

notes: this is a continuation of my story, “My Life With The Bad Batch”; I highly recommend reading that first before this one! I created a few new planets for this story. I’m also not 100% versed in SW terminology, so forgive me if some things are labeled incorrectly! each chapter will be rated accordingly, as opposed to the overall fic. lastly, there is romance in this story. hope you enjoy! 💙

add. notes: this chapter was edited and proofread by my sis @jam-n-ham! thanks sis!! 😋💙

Chapter 2, 3900+ words, rated T (for gun violence and alcohol, you know, stuff from the episode 😝)

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The next several days were absolute torture. Word quickly got out about the new management at Cid’s Parlor, which significantly upped its popularity. Hannah now not only had to contend with her sleazy new boss, but an increase in work as well. She barely found time to even sit before something or someone needed her attention. Every morning, she would wake up and hope with all her heart that she would walk into the parlor and the boys would be there to whisk her away. And every night, she would go to her apartment and cry herself to sleep. She didn’t know how much more she could take.

One particularly busy day, Hannah discovered that they’d run out of an ingredient in Roland’s favorite mixed drink. She insisted on being the one to go shop for it as an excuse to get out of the parlor. Roland thankfully agreed to it, and Hannah intentionally took her time to shop for what she needed. Somehow, the dirty streets of Ord Mantell were more welcoming than the place she basically lived in.  

Of course, her thoughts drifted to her friends once again, the people who had become her adopted family. She could just picture them swooping in on the Marauder and beckoning her to fly away with them, like she had done the first day she met them back on Astreon. She missed them so much, her chest physically ached, and it took everything in her to not cry on the way back to the parlor.

As Hannah reached the stairs leading to the parlor, she crossed paths with some people she was very surprised to see. Approaching her were three Pykes, who had just exited the parlor. She had never seen Pykes in person before, but she knew all about them. Mostly that they were the kind of people you didn’t want to get in trouble with. She gave them a wide berth as they came up the stairs and waited until they were out of sight before even attempting to go down the stairs herself. She had no idea why Pykes were in the parlor, and she was pretty sure she didn’t want to find out either.

The parlor was as busy as ever once Hannah got back into it. She quickly got to work making a drink for Roland, as she knew he would inevitably ask for one. Sure enough, she heard Roland call out from the back room, as he had been doing ever since taking over the parlor. The drink was quickly finished, and Hannah rushed over to the room to bring it to her boss.

The sight she was met with nearly made her drop the drink, and she let out a gasp. Standing in the room, along with several of Roland’s men, were five familiar persons; four adult men clad in black and red armor, and a young girl with short blonde hair. It was them - it was her family.

The five seemed equally surprised to see Hannah as she was to see them. Omega immediately exclaimed her friend’s name, which made Hannah nearly burst into tears. Hannah looked at each of them, a similar expression of shock on each of their faces. Her eyes ultimately landed on Hunter, who looked back at her in desperation. She wanted so badly to run into his arms and beg him to take her away from there, but she held back.

The moment was interrupted by Roland, who once again asked for his drink. Barely able to breathe, Hannah managed to pull herself together and walked over to Roland, who was seated behind Cid’s desk at the back of the room. Omega reached out for Hannah as she walked by, but to no avail.

“Ahh, yet another masterpiece,” Roland said after taking a sip of his drink. “You really are my best asset, dollface,” he said to Hannah smugly.  

Hunter visibly tensed up, balling his hands into fists; it looked like he was about to lunge at Roland. But Hannah gave him a look, begging him with her eyes to not start anything.

“If there’s nothing else you all need,” Roland started, clearly addressing the Bad Batch. “Then kindly leave my office. I have business to attend to.”

Everyone looked to Hunter, who was still visibly scowling at Roland. Hannah gave him another look, this time silently begging him to go. As much she wanted to go with them, Hannah knew it would be better for them to just leave while they had the chance. The pained look in Hunter’s eyes nearly broke her heart as he told the others it was time to leave. He had to practically drag Omega out of the room. Hannah could feel herself shaking as they all left.

“Well, I certainly didn’t figure you the kind to befriend mercenaries,” Roland said to Hannah after the Batch had left. “Much less disgraced former Republic troopers.”

Like Hunter had done before, Hannah balled her hands into fists, wanting nothing more than to slug Roland in the face. “There’s a lot you don’t know about me.”

Roland snickered. “Something to look forward to in the future, I guess.”

She had heard enough. Hannah huffed and stormed out of the room, barely holding back her tears. As she stepped behind the counter of the bar, a small figure caught the corner of her eye. Omega was standing in the doorway at the bottom of the stairs. The two girls shared a sorrowful look before Omega was beckoned away by one of the boys. Hannah could no longer hide her tears and sunk to the floor, quietly sobbing to herself behind the counter.

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“We can’t just leave her there!” Omega exclaimed desperately. She did her best to keep up with her brothers as they all began walking back to their ship.

“Yeah!” Wrecker added.

“We’re not going to,” Hunter reassured them. “Once the parlor closes for the night, I’m going to her apartment to get her.”

“It’s extremely likely that man has guards posted at her apartment,” Tech pointed out.

“Then I’ll sneak in,” Hunter replied sternly. “Whatever it takes to get her out of there. We’ll bring her with us.”

“To where?” Echo asked.

“I don’t know yet. But we’re getting off Ord Mantell. Tech, prep the ship. The rest of us will gather supplies.”

The others looked away solemnly. They had gotten used to Cid’s place and didn’t want to have to leave it, but everyone knew that Hunter was right in wanting to leave.  

Everyone except for Omega.

“What about Cid?” she asked her brothers. “What did that guy mean when he said she was ‘out’?”

“Given his tone,” Tech began to reply. “It is a plausible assumption that Cid was either forced out or taken out.”

Omega didn’t like the sound of that. She ran in front of the boys, stopping them in their tracks. “We have to find her and help her!”

Before any of the boys could respond, they all heard a familiar voice clear their throat. Standing in the door to the Marauder was Cid, her arms crossed as she leaned against the doorframe. “Nice to see one of you cares.” She gestured inside of the ship, basically ordering them inside.

As the Batch stepped inside the ship, Cid stopped Hunter abruptly. “Where’s Red?”

“Still at the parlor,” Hunter replied solemnly. “She looked miserable.”

“Poor girl,” Cid replied, shaking her head. “I expect you to get her outta that hellhole, Bandana.”

“Believe me, you don’t even have to ask.”

“Oh, I wasn’t askin’.”

Hunter managed a smirk, pleasantly surprised that Cid seemed as concerned about Hannah as the rest of them were.

A discussion was then had about what to do next, including Cid telling the others everything she knew about Roland and why he had basically stolen her parlor from her. Cid had a plan for how to get her parlor back, which included getting Hannah’s help. Hunter didn’t like the idea of her getting involved, but Cid insisted that Hannah would agree to it, even going so far as to berate Hunter and tell him to “have some faith in your girl.” Omega agreed as well, which meant that Hunter definitely had to relent now. That didn’t make him any less worried though...

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A bit later, after Hannah had taken some time to calm down, two familiar figures came walking into the parlor. It was Bolo and Ketch. They hadn’t come to the parlor at all since Roland had taken over, and Hannah was overjoyed to see them. And to her delight, the first thing they did was come over to see her and order some drinks. Hannah happily got to work making their order, but she noticed something was a bit off about the both of them, almost like they were trying to hide something.

As Hannah brought their drinks over, Bolo and Ketch thanked her, to which she responded by saying how nice it was to see them again. Bolo scanned the room to see if anybody was watching them before returning the sentiment. He nudged Ketch, who began digging into his pockets to pay for the drinks, but Hannah insisted they were on the house. Ketch refused, saying they couldn’t possibly accept such a generous offer.  

Now Hannah knew something was up. Bolo and Ketch never passed up an opportunity for free drinks.

Ketch took a moment to scan the room again before sliding some credits over to Hannah for the drinks. Immediately, Hannah noticed something unusual sitting underneath the money, but didn’t say anything.

“Here’s the cash,” Ketch said. “Plus, a little something extra.” He winked at Hannah, then nodded to Bolo, who took his drink to another table. Ketch also walked away, sitting down at one of the benches with his drink and a bag of Mantell Mix he’d brought into the parlor with him.

Hannah cautiously swiped the money into her hand and looked at what Ketch had put underneath it. She found a small folded up note and casually turned around so no one would notice her read it. The note was from Cid, which nearly made her gasp. It read, “Need a distraction. Keep Roland occupied. The boys and I are getting the parlor back.” Hannah clutched the note to her chest, fearful of anyone seeing it, before discreetly shoving it into one of her pockets. Then she turned back to see Bolo staring at her expectantly. Hannah quickly scanned the room before giving Bolo a wink and a nod. At that, Bolo quickly finished his drink before giving a thumbs-up to Ketch and leaving the parlor.

The plan was officially in motion.

Hannah took a deep breath, put on her best fake smile, and casually walked to the back room, knocking on the door. “Roland? You busy?”

The door slid open almost immediately. Roland was still seated at his desk, petting Ruby. “Not too busy for you. What is it, dollface?”

It was taking all of Hannah’s strength to not cringe, but the act she was putting on helped with that. “Well, I know how you’ve been wanting to make things more exciting around here, so I’ve been brainstorming some new drink ideas and was wondering if you wanted to test them out. You know, since you’re such a good judge of these kinds of things.”

Roland quirked an eyebrow at her and smirked. “Oh really? Why the sudden interest in my approval?”

“Oh, I just figured it was about time for us to make amends,” Hannah lied, doing her best to sound genuine. “Don’t wanna bring the business down after all. Plus...” She coyly tucked her hair behind her ear. “We haven’t really gotten to know each other that well yet. With how highly everyone out here speaks about you, I must be missing something.”

Thankfully, Roland’s ego was stronger than his intuition, and he gladly accepted Hannah’s offer. She immediately got to work pulling out different bottles and using what knowledge she had about each flavor of drink to try and put together something Roland might like.  

For what felt like hours, she was asking questions about Roland and trying to get him to talk about himself as much as possible. If nothing else, she knew that Roland’s favorite topic of discussion was himself.  

“And that’s how I single handedly got an entire group of Ugnauts to join my operation without question,” Roland said, completing his reiteration of one of his many tales.

“Once again,” Hannah said, acting impressed. “You never disappoint.” She finished mixing up another drink and slid it over to Roland.

“If only my mother could hear you say that,” Roland responded before taking a sip of the drink. “Hmm, could use a bit more zest in this one.”

“Noted,” Hannah said, taking the drink back from Roland. “And what do you mean by that other comment? I thought you said your mother approved of what you were doing.”

“Oh, she does. In fact, she thinks it's wonderful that I’m finally doing something with my life. As if I haven’t up until this point...”

Ahh. Mother issues. Of course. Everything made sense now.

“Well,” Hannah said, mixing up the newly fixed drink and handing it back to Roland. “For what it’s worth, I think you’ve made a very impressive mark on this place. Cid could never get the place this busy. I’m sure everyone will be coming here to meet with you.” She leaned her elbows on the counter and rested her chin in her hands, coyly staring at Roland. He was definitely buying the scam she was putting on.

“That’s the idea,” Roland said, swirling his drink around a bit. “Just you wait. Soon, you’ll be mixing up drinks for some of the biggest names in the galaxy, sweetheart.” He snickered. “Too bad Uncle Vinny isn’t around to see it.”

Hannah’s eyes practically popped out of her head and she felt her heart stop for a moment. Did... did he just say what she thought he said?

“W-who?” she hesitantly asked, barely able to hold herself together.

“My uncle,” Roland replied after taking a sip of his drink. “He was a bigshot businessman; had his toes dipped in all kinds of places, including the Empire. I personally always thought he was a bit too big for his britches, if you catch my drift. Ended up getting himself killed on a business trip a couple months ago, the poor fool.” He snickered again. “My mother was definitely not happy about it though, I’ll say that.”

As Roland was talking, Hannah had turned away from him, pretending like she was cleaning some cups so he wouldn’t notice how pale she had gone in the face. Of all people to take over Cid’s Parlor, it had to be Vin’s kriffing nephew. No wonder Roland reminded her so much of Vin. At least she had managed to get on Roland’s good side right off the bat. It was going to be very hard to even look at him from now on though.

After a bit longer of talking with Roland, Hannah noticed Ketch stand up out of the corner of her eye. He was still munching on his Mantell Mix and seemed to be making his way out of the parlor. She then noticed he was discreetly dropping pieces of food on the ground near Ruby, who was sitting on the stool next to Roland. The small lizard creature was immediately drawn to the food and began following the trail Ketch was leaving behind, which led up the stairs and out of the parlor. Hannah silently began questioning the viability of Cid’s plan because of this, but continued keeping up the act so Roland wouldn’t notice Ruby was gone.

Unfortunately, Roland was more attached to his little pet than Hannah anticipated. It didn’t take long for him to notice Ruby’s disappearance and immediately demanded that his men go looking for her. Hannah did her best to encourage Roland, saying that she couldn’t have gotten far and that she was sure Ruby was fine, but Roland was still visibly upset. It was genuinely shocking to see Roland caring about something other than himself for once. Then again, almost every single time she’d seen Roland that week, he’d had Ruby either in his arms or on his lap. And Ruby always returned the love, never letting anyone else near her without hissing or running away. It was touching, in its own weird way. At least Roland had that going for him unlike his super selfish uncle...

After some time, the armored men returned, informing Roland that the search for Ruby was unsuccessful, so Roland decided to take matters into his own hands. Hannah insisted he stay in the parlor to let his men do their job, but Roland was stubborn and left before Hannah had a chance to stop him. It was out of her hands now. She could only hope that whatever Bolo and Ketch were doing would be enough for Cid and the boys to enact their plan, whatever it was.

More time passed, and eventually, Roland came back with Ruby in tow, cooing at her and saying how they would “catch those two and kill them”, whatever that meant. Hannah expressed how nice it was to see Ruby back again, only half lying this time. Roland then said he was going back to his office and informed Hannah that if any Pykes showed up, to not worry about it and point them in his direction. Things were starting to click into place now for Hannah. She nodded to Roland, assuring him that she would do exactly as he asked.

Roland could be heard still cooing at Ruby even from the hallway. Worry began to wash over Hannah, as she desperately hoped that nothing unusual would be waiting in the back room.

PEW!

Hannah practically flew into the air in shock. She rushed over to the hallway, looked around the corner, and saw that the lock for the door had been blasted. She then heard Roland exclaim from inside the room, “The spice! It’s gone!”

Spice? That’s what he was keeping in there? Even more things were clicking into place, and Hannah grew more worried. She could hear Roland calling for more of his men to come into the room and “go after them” in an almost frantic tone. Hannah clutched her chest, realizing what was going on. Cid’s plan really was as crazy as she thought it was. And there was nothing else Hannah could do to help. All she could do now was wait.

She didn’t have to wait long for something to happen. Two of Roland’s men came into the parlor with Bolo and Ketch in tow, their hands raised above their heads. Hannah gasped and watched as they were shoved towards the back room. She couldn’t keep herself from following this time. From the hallway, she could hear Roland demanding to know everything and why they had stolen Ruby. It was all over from there. Hannah knew Bolo and Ketch were too cowardly to lie to someone like Roland. If they survived this, she was definitely going to berate them later for it.

Then suddenly, Hannah felt a presence approach her from behind - three presences, actually. She turned to look and audibly gasped at the sight of three Pykes standing directly behind her.

“Where is Roland Durand?” one of the Pykes asked her. He was completely monotone, but Hannah still felt entirely intimidated by him. She pulled herself together enough to answer, directing them around the corner. As the three Pykes walked past her, Hannah felt a chill down her spine. Just their very presence intimidated her beyond explanation.

Less than a minute later, Bolo and Ketch came out of the room, being shoved away by one of Roland’s men. She gave them a worried look as they were led away, but her attention was drawn to the office now more than ever. The door was shut, but Hannah could still hear through it, her face pressed up against the frame.

“I said you’ll get your money,” she heard Roland saying. There was a nervous hitch to his voice she had never heard before. “I suggest you go back to Oba Diah and wait.”

“You are out of your depth, Durand,” said one of the Pykes. It sounded like the same one who had addressed Hannah before. “Either you correct this grave mistake, or you and your entire family will experience what pain truly feels like.” The Pyke still spoke in monotone, but Hannah could just sense Roland quaking in his shoes from the other side of the door.  

Everything suddenly went silent. Hannah pressed her ear further against the door to try and make out any noise, but to no avail. She didn’t realize her elbow was so close to the door panel before it was too late. The door suddenly slid open, and Hannah practically stumbled into the office. All eyes were on her now, including that of the three Pykes.

“How disappointing,” the head Pyke said. “To think you would set spies on us despite our previous arrangements... you continue to wear out our patience, Durand.” The two other Pykes then pulled out blasters and aimed them at Hannah, who gasped in terror and threw her hands up.

“Wait!” Roland exclaimed. “Don’t hurt her! She had nothing to do with this!” The head Pyke turned back towards Roland as he continued to speak. “Cid’s the one you want. She stole your spice. If you want it back, you need to look for her. And if anything, this woman might know where she is.”

The head Pyke turned towards Hannah again and slowly approached her. Hannah felt like running, but was too frozen with fear to move. “If you know where this Cid is,” the Pyke said to her. “I suggest you tell us.”

Hannah shook her head, her breath catching in her throat. “I don’t, I swear.” Normally, she would throw in some comment about how she would “never tell them even if she did know”, but she was far too intimidated to say anything further.

The Pyke stared Hannah down. It felt like he was peering into her very soul. She was absolutely terrified, but couldn’t look away from his gaze. He then turned to the other two Pykes, saying, “Take care of the parlor.” The others nodded and started to walk out of the room, past Hannah, who was still frozen in place. The head Pyke then grabbed Hannah by the arm, causing her to shriek. Roland reached out, as if trying to stop whatever was about to happen.

PEW! PEW! PEW!

Gunshots could be heard from outside the room. The armored men rushed out, their blasters at the ready. At first, Hannah thought maybe it was her friends returning from whatever they had been doing with Cid. But no, it was far too quiet for that.

Suddenly, one of the armored men cried out, collapsing on the ground in front of the doorway. Hannah gasped loudly, realizing the man was now dead, a blaster shot clearly sizzling in his chest. Roland began to step forward, but stopped when he realized the Pyke now had a gun pointed against Hannah’s back.  

“I wouldn’t,” the Pyke taunted in his signature monotone voice.  

Roland looked at the panic in Hannah’s eyes and backed off.

In any other instance, Hannah would’ve enjoyed seeing Roland in such a defeated state. But now, it was taking everything in her to not break down crying out of pure terror.