#clone oc ghost x reader

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Hello!

I am obsessed with your OC Clone squad. Thanks for sharing them with us!

You said you’re taking requests so I’m sliding in with one 👀

I’m taking from the same delicious NSFW prompt list @dystopicjumpsuit used!

The prompt is “Keep your eyes open, look at me, baby.” with Ghost. He seems so sweet and deeply caring. With his cybernetic eyes perhaps eye contact is important to him/his partner???

Do with this as you please, no pressure! 💕

Thanks @starrylothcat for the fic request!! I'm so excited to deliver, and for my sweet boy Ghost too 😭

I Will Know You Forever, Even In Darkness

Clone OC Ghost × fem!Reader (civilian mechanic) (new relationship)

Word count: 2860

🔞Minors DNI🔞

Prompt: “Keep your eyes open, look at me, baby.”

Summary: After a scare on a mission, your new sweetheart's in recovery at the hospital. When you're finally allowed in to see him, you make up for lost time.

Contents and Warnings: fluff and smut the ultimate combo, bit of angst at the beginning, PiV sex, mentions of eye trauma (nothing graphic), yearning good lord the yearning this man does for you. Happy ending, pinky promise.

Author Notes: This fic takes place directly after the mission that causes Ghost to lose his eyes and get his prosthetics. No actual eye trauma is described in detail, it's only stated that he lost them from acid splash, and he's given cybernetics as a replacement.

Small cameo of others in Grave Squad, the jedi of the 404th, and even smaller cameo/mention of two other sw OCs I've made over the years.

Sorry this one's so long, but also not sorry at all because I think it's really good.

When The Crypt lands in the hanger, you're absolutely thrilled. Ghost and his brothers were home at last. You set down your tools and twll your assistant you'd be back in a second, to which they roll their eyes with a smile, "Boyfriend's back huh?"

"Shush," you giggle, and start toward the ship with glee. But the closer you gwt, the more your smile fades

Wraith is out first, Specter and Banshee carrying a stretcher after him, "Careful! He's fragile, don't jostle him, I just got his vitals stable again!"

Guilt bubbles in your stomach as you hope and hope that the clone on the stretch was Phantom. You wouldn't wish for any of them to be hurt, but please. Please, anyone but--

"Ghost's gonna be fine," Phantom stretcha as he gets out of the ship, play wrestling with Wraith in a bad attempt to lighten the worried media's mood, "You saved his face, I'm sure he'll thank you for that when he wakes up."

"If he wakes up, Tommy!" Wraith spits at his brother, poking his finger hard into his chest, "Like I said, he's fragile, we can't be too cautious! I don't know the extent, he could die for all-"

"Wraith." Specter's voice cuts like a knife. He had noticed you when you'd arrived, and knew all the talk wasn't helping your anxiety.

"He's... he's not going to die, right?" There's a tremble in your voice, your hands are gripping the front of your jump suit so tight its almost hard to breathe, "He can't, he's- please..."

Phantom pushes his brothers along, the stretcher jostling just enough that Ghost's arm falls limp from it, and the cry that comes from you is mournful enough to make the hanger fall silent.

Wraith tries to comfort you, but his anxious yammering only proves to make things worse. Phantom catches your shoulders, then pulls you into a hug, "Hey, hey Mesh'la, it's fine. It's fine, Cap's been in worse spots than this. His name is Ghost, not Dead Guy, right? Afterlife can't get him, he's stuck here with us. Take a breath, okay, it'll be fine. He'll be fine."

His brothers keep you up to date while you aren't allowed in to see Ghost. He's lost both his eyes. They tell you he was heroic, only thinking about the lives of the people he was protecting during the battle. Wraith later confides in you that he believes it was his fault, that if he hadn't forgotten his helmet, Ghost wouldn't have given him his. Ghost's eyes wouldn't have been lost. You want to be angry, but you know them too well at this point.

"Rai, you didn't take his helmet off him. You didn't throw the acid. You didn't do anything malicious... Specter said you kept him alive, it was your quick actions that saved him. Stop calling yourself Ghost's attacker, he'd hate to hear that..."

Wraith nods, but doesn't say anything else, just goes back to Ghost's hospital room to do his best in helping his brother. You get the feeling that Wraith isn't going to belive it's not his fault until Ghost tells him that himself.

On the fifth day, you hear a voice you don't recognize.

"I don't care, no one is going to replace Captain Ghost." There's a few garbled words, then the voice came back, more forceful, "Ghost, not CT-1313." There's another pause before you hear a snarl, "HIS NAME IS GHOST!"

There's hushed murmers, then the voice speaks again, "Good, now that we're clear that this is a man and not a number: you'll give him new eyes. Yes, I do mean that. I do not care what it costs you, he's an irreplaceable asset to the 404th, and I will not have him decommissioned when the best course of action is to replace what he's lost."

You don't realize how close you've gotten to the door until it a little girl grabs your hand, "It's not polite to easedrop... it's fun to do though."

You'd seen her once before, Ghost called her "Vod'ika", and you aren't sure if that's her name or not. She's got her ear pressed to the door, and she giggles, "Oooh, Master Dax is angry, he's using his little voice."

"Master-" when the door opens, a yellow zebrak in jedi robes stands before you. His bright blue eyes catch you, then the little girl behind you.

His glare turns to a funny face immediately. Hands beside his head flaired out, tongue sticking out, eyes crossed. It makes you laugh for the first time in days. "Good!" The zebrak booms, holding your shoulders, "We like happy. Happy means hope, and what's wrong with a little hope right? You must be this "Cyare" Ghostie has been muttering about in his sleep, I know all his brothers, and none of them have that moniker, Athena there is "Cyar'ika", so Cyare must be you!"

You know that word, you heard it often when you were a mandalorian foundling as a child. Beloved. Your face blooms with blush, and you look down at the kid behind you, then back to the man, "uh... y-yeah, I guess so."

"Good, good good good, excellent, good!" He puts his arm around your shoulders, leading you away from the door you'd been camped in front of since Ghost was admitted, "Listen Cyare, Ghost's gonna be fine, Wraith and another clone, I don't know if you know him, Repeat, they'll be preforming Ghost's surgery. Why you ask? Because I don't trust those smug asses with my boys!" His laugh booms again, and you can't help your giggle either, "Now, Re is from my previous Padawan, now a master, so proud. Re is from Annika's battalion, the 418th, let me tell you..."

Master Dax talks your ear off for hours. But it takes your mind off of the situation, and before you know it, Specter is collecting you from the enthusiastic jedi, "Buir, shut it. C'mon, Ghost's up, he wants to see you."

You wave to Dax and Athena, thanking them for spending the day with you. As you walk the now familiar path to Ghost's room, you find that your pace moves quicker the closer you get. Specter chuckles at your side, "Just run, we told the staff to let you in."

"Thanks," you manage before sprinting away. You're running so fast the doors don't part for you at one point and you slam directly into them, eliciting uproarious laughter from a few of the clones lucky enough to see the disaster. It takes a lot of patience to slow down enough for the automatic doors, but eventually you're where you need to be.

Wraith is waiting inside Ghost's room for you. He's fidgeting more than normal, and when he sees you, his speech goes into over drive, "Okay keep in mind I'm not perfect I did my best and he's my brother so of course I did my very very best for him and Repeat was a huge help please don't be mad at-"

"Wraith," Ghost's voice sends your heartbeat further into overdrive, "Shut up before she thinks you killed me." There's humor... stars you're so happy to hear that light chuckle, "C'mere Cyare, I want the first thing I see to be you."

Before you go to his side, you stop at Wraith, kissing his cheek lightly, "Thanks for brining him back to me..."

"Y-yep." As Wraith stumbles out of the room holding his cheek, you cross to Ghost.

Your hand finds his, and immediately his head turns to you with a smile, "There she is, my heart. Rai said the bandages could come off a few hours after surgery. Told him I wanted you to be there for it, hope that's alright."

You don't say anything. You climb into the bed with him, your arms wrapping around him, tangling your legs together as best you can with the blanket over him. Ghost kisses the top of your head as you settle in, rubbing your back, "I'm alright..."

"I know."

"If I'm not handsome anymore, you can always date Phantom, he hits on you enough to where I think he might be serious." He chuckles, but when you don't, he stops. Ghost's hand finds your cheek, and brings you to look at him, even though he can't see you yet, "Hey. I'm not going anywhere, alright? I'm alive, and I want to see you... please Cyare, let me see you."

You move on him, straddling his hips, thankful for his eyes being the only injury this time. You hold his face gently, and he steals a kiss to your palm, making you blush. "Ghost..?"

"Hm?"

"It's not just your looks, you know that, right? It's you. Even if you're still blind, or your face is weird, I'd still want to be with you... Phantom's gross anyway, not made of boyfriend material like you." When he laughs this time, so do you. Hope, you think, a little hope is good.

Careful, so much so you're holding your breath, you begin to take off Ghost's bandages. His eyes are closed underneath, and you cover your mouth for a moment. It's like a mask of scars tissue, still gently pink from the acid. When he flutters his eyes open, white irises meet yours, and you can help but cry. Tears stream down your face, and Ghost looks almost dejected before you croak, "You're okay..."

Ghost lets out a breath of relief, his new eyes focusing on you, "I was hoping to see you smile, but I'll take happy tears too. They are happy, right?"

"Yes!" You burst, bouncing in his lap a little with the laugh, reaching for him again as you go to kiss him.

Ghost gives an appreciative "mmm~" as your lips find his. He puts his hands on your hips, one leaving its post rather quickly and rubbing across the small of your back and side. He's surprised when you deepen the kiss, and you feel his length move under you as your tongue slides over his. He chuckles when you part, and looks up at you with new eyes, "Careful there Cyare, I'm getting excited."

"Is... is that a bad thing?" You bite your bottom lip a little and deliberately roll your hips on him this time, "I... I missed you, and these last few days, I couldn't stop thinking about... a-about how I don't want to be without you."

Ghost throbs against you, but you get the feeling it wasn't because of your movements on him, rather your words. You keep rolling your hips on him, wanting to feel him yourself, "For a moment I thought you were gone, and I realized I didn't get to tell you how I feel-"

"Stop," he holds you still, his hands finding yours, "Don't say it. N-not unless you mean it, got that? Don't say it because you feel like you have to."

You recognize the look of fear in his eyes, of rejection, pain from a love once spurned. You're not each others firsts, but you do know one thing, you want him to be your last firsts. You put your hands on Ghost's and guide them to your heart. It beats fast against his palms, much as his does on yours when you reach out to him. You mirror each other's moves, one hand each going to hold your cheeks. His thumb rubs your cheekbone, eyes locked with yours, "Cyare..."

"Kar'taylir darasuum." The mandalorians who found you, became your family, they had taught you this phrase when you left them. With how Ghost's eyes soften at you, you know he understands them too. You repeat them to him all the same, beginning to rock on him again, "I will know you forever, Ghost."

Ghost repeats them back to you, his hand guiding your face to his for another kiss. It's slow and lingering, when you pull back, he's smiling so warmly, lips gently parted with soft breath, "I will know you forever, even in darkness."

Ghost's eyes roam down between you, and blush finally shows on his face, "Cyare, if we don't do something about these clothes, I might throw a fit."

You're both giggling as you fumble with your clothes. Soft stolen kisses, small gasps of appreciation, little stories of "What's this scar from?" And kissed freckles. When you're standing beside Ghost's hospital bed fully bare to him, he looks at you with so much adoration. His hand reaches for yours, and you're guided back to his lap. He's bigger than you thought, his length hard in your hand. "Wow..."

"I could say the same," Ghost chuckles and puts his hands on your hips, eyes on your slick folds before slowly working up to your eyes again, "Never seen such a beautiful body before."

You bite your lip as you move against him, running his length through your folds to slick him. The groan he makes joins yours as you toy his tip against your clit. Ghost smiles up at you, hands holding your breasts, circling your nipples with his thumbs, "Stars you feel great already... Cyare, mmm~"

Your eyes flutter closed as you take him into your waiting walls, "Ghost..."

“Keep your eyes open, look at me, baby," when he speaks, it's so soft, so breathy and light, you're not sure if you heard it or thought it. You look down at him, and he already looks love drunk. Eyes half lidded, his hands move down to your hips again and pull you further onto him. You moan, bracing on his chest, and he groans with delight, "That's right baby, eyes on me... I want to see you."

"Ghost... kriff, s-so full," your eyes stay on his as you start to move on his lap, taking him fully each time you lower back down. You start slow, easing yourself through the burn of the initial stretch, but soon you're at an even pace. The sticky wet sound of his length moving in and out of you fills the room with your tandem breathing.

His hands hold you tight, hips bucking up into you as you bounce on his length. His eyes flicker between yours, your breasts bouncing, and the way he glides in and out of you with such easy. You whine for him, hands balling in his chest hair, clenching around his length, "Feels so good, Ghost, s-stars." When his fingers slide to your clit, you cry out for him with an arch of your back, "Ghost! Ah!"

"D-dont look away," his other hand holds your face, thumb running over your bottom lip before you take it in your mouth and suck. Ghost's eyes widen a little, his hips stuttering before the pace quickens, "Oh kriff..."

You release his thumb and lock eyes with him again, "I'm close, do-don't stop, don't stop, Ghost, oh-" a whine releases from your lips as he rubs your clit faster, eyelashes flutter but you keep your eyes open, closer and closer to the edge, "Ghost, oh, oh baby, oh Ghost!"

"S-stay with me baby, come on, s-so close, so--" he grunts, his hips snap up into your walls in an intense build of pressure before he sits up off the bed with a cry of your name, spending himself inside you without restraint.

His wild bucks and intense attention to your clit were enough to get you to the edge, but feeling him fill you with his spend, it sends you over into ecstasy. You collect his lips in a kiss as you orgasm, body clenching around his length and shuttering with aftershocks of pleasure. Tears prick the corners of your eyes as you come down, and as Ghost holds you close, kissing your neck and shoulder, you feel so warm and safe.

Small drops of warmth hit your shoulder, and for a moment concern holds your body still. Was he hurt? You pull away to see Ghost's face, and to your surprise, tears are filling his new eyes, falling down his cheeks. You hold his face gently, wiping the tears from his unmarked skin, Careful of the sensitive scarring, "Ghost... what's wrong baby?"

"Nothing," he laughs a soft cry, kissing your lips just once, "I'm... overwhelmed. Spent the last month thinking of this, the last week needing to see you, just one more time, and..." He chuckles, feeling silly, kissing you again, "I can't believe this is real."

Your heart flutters, how is he this sweet? You press a delicate kiss to his forehead as you ease the both of you down. You nestle under his chin, still full of him, not willing to let that feeling end yet, "It's real, I promise."

After a few minutes of silence, Ghost rubbing your back in soothing circles, you're nearly asleep when you hear him again, "Did you mean it...?"

"Hm...?"

"You love me?"

You press a sleepy kiss to his jaw, "I love you, Ghost."

His heart picks up, you can feel it against your own, and it has you smiling. Ghost gives you a little squeeze, going back to rubbing your warm skin, "I love you too, Cyare."

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[imabeautifulbutterfly]

The Reunion - Part 31 - Season Three Premiere

Summary: Time to get to work for the Bad Batch and their family.

A/N: Hello lovelies,

I’m sorry this was delayed by a week. Things came up and I wasn’t able to finish in time. However, I hope you like the Season Premiere it gives a bit of a layout as to what to expect for the upcoming season. 

Thank you all for sticking around and reading this story. I can’t believe we are in Season Three, I know the Bad Batch will be coming out with a new season soon, when it does come out some of that story line will be connected with my. Possibly. I’m not a 100% sure of it, as the stories may differ.

Anyway I wanted to give a huge thank you to all of you. 

LOVE OO.

Italics - flashback

Warnings: Flirting, anger, teasing, past trauma, grief, fluff, threatening someone, blaster being taken away, veiled threats, mentions of clone troopers becoming obsolete, mentions of prisoner, destruction of Kamino, I think that’s it, if I miss any warnings please let me know.

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FIVES POV

“Fives please tell me you didn’t” Tala’s holo image just shook her head at me, while her thumb and forefinger pinched her nose.

“Hey, how was I suppose to know Jaz’s contact was someone related to the Queen and Senator.”

“Okay, fine. Even if you didn’t know, did the first thing out of your mouth have to be a cheesy pick up line?”

“Is it my fault, when I see a pretty lady I can’t hold back?”

“You’re hopeless you know that?”

“Why are you surprised, you and Echo know me better than anyone”

“True. Okay” she let out a long sigh, “start from the beginning, in order to completely appreciate this entire situation I need to be able to picture this in my head” she motioned with her hands beside her head.

I couldn’t help chuckle at my vod’ika, “You just enjoy it when I spill the tea.”

“Like you don’t”

“That’s neither here nor there, do you want me to tell you what happened or not?”

“Fine, fine, I’ll sit here quietly and then tell Echo all about it later”

“Where is Echo?”

“Checking on some things”

“Meaning?”

“Checking on some things”

“Fine, keep your secrets”

“Are you ever going to tell me what happened?”

“Fine, and here I thought I was having a lovely conversation with my sister.”

“Gods, you’re annoying”

“Love you too, alright so we arrived on Alderaan..

The Epistemology landed without any issues in the remote hangar of Lady Cora’s large estate, guards stationed at the hangar were quick to stand ready as the woman in question appeared before us, followed by her attendants.

“Lady Cora” Jaz bowed towards the woman whose beauty was immeasurable, no matter how hard I tried I couldn’t pull my eyes away from her, I found myself at a loss for words as I stood on the ramp of the Epistemology, “Allow me to introduce my husband, Tech, and his family, Wolffe and Fives” she turned motioning to each one of us.

“What happened to introducing me as your archivist assistant?” Tech whispered.

“You’re that too” she winked back.

“Your husband?” Lady Cora looked from Jaz to the man she barely knew, once the apparent shock wore off, a smile graced her lips as she stretched out her hand towards Tech, “It’s a pleasure to meet you Tech, I have no doubt you’ll treat my dear friend, Jaz, with every ounce of respect and admiration she deserves. She is always putting herself on the line for others, she deserves someone who is willing to do the same” 

“I agree completely, Lady Cora” Tech nodded towards her, appreciating that his riduur had someone so fiercely protective of her, “You have my word. I will make sure she is treated with the utmost dignity she has earned and deserves.”

“I have a good feeling about you Tech, and please you can all stop with the Lady Cora nonsense, just Cora is fine. Hopefully, you will listen to my suggestion, as Jaz refuses to call me anything but Lady Cora.”

Before I even realized it, my feet took over moving me from standing on the ramp beside Wolffe, till I was kneeling before her, taking her hand in mine, “My Lady, my name is Fives, as you can see I’m new in town, could you please provide me with the directions to your heart?”

An expression of pure shock graced her face, either she never had someone approach her so boldly it left her speechless or she really thought I was an idiot, I couldn’t tell by her expression alone. It took her a minute for my words to sink in and for her to understand what had been uttered. Just as her expression began to soften, heavy footsteps came up behind, I glanced over to see Wolffe reach out, his hand roughly grabing me by the collar and dragging me all the way back to the rest of the group, “Cora, I apologize for him. He’s an idiot” Wolffe mumbled.

Cora chuckled as she looked at the two of us, “Thank you … Wolffe, right?”

“Yes, ma’am”

“Well thank you, Wolffe. Fives, I’m not sure about the directions, but you seem capable enough to find your way easily enough if that is your desire. Now,” she cleared her throat as she looked to her friend, “why don’t you all follow me, and we’ll get you set up for the evening. Tomorrow we can meet for dinner and discuss the plans we have for the fair.”

“Thank you Lady Cora for your generous hospitality” Jaz bowed, and we all followed her example bowing in turn. 

She smiled at all of us, smirking as she shook her head, she turned heading back towards the structure, “My Lady” her head guard leaned in and lowered his voice, “can we really trust them? They’re …”

“I trust Jaz. She trusts them. Make sure no one speaks about this.”

“Of course, my Lady”

“You really needed Wolffe to pull you back? Did you stop to think that maybe, just maybe it wasn’t a good idea to - oh, I don’t know - not tick off the person who has armed guards around her?”

“For your information, I did not piss her off.”

“Meaning?”

“Well …

Jaz sat with Tech on the balcony of their room taking in the view of Alderaan, “I thought we agreed not to tell her I was your husband” Tech’s hand squeezed her waist as he pulled her in closer. 

“I know, I’m sorry; but she’s my oldest friend, and I just …” Jaz turned to look at Tech, “I just couldn’t help myself, I wanted to tell someone you were my husband. I’m sorry.”

“You should be” Wolffe’s voice echoed over to where they were seated as we leaned on the door to the balcony.

“Wolffe, what are you doing?” I propped my arm on his shoulder, as I leaned out the door, trying to pull him back, “Let’s give them some privacy”

“She knows” his answer was straight to the point and his tone indicated he was on alert, “didn’t you hear what she told the guard? She clearly knows we’re clones”

“In fairness Wolffe, anyone who even remotely observed both you and Fives, would’ve come to the same conclusion” Tech clarified, “that has nothing to do with Jaz stating that I’m her husband. Rather, Lady Cora’s experience with clones”

“Also let us not forget, I trust her with my life and yours. Have you noticed there are no stormtroopers on her grounds?” We all watched Wolffe’s face, the anger present was evident and lasting longer than necessary, “I have known Lady Cora Organa for years, Wolffe. She has been there for me more times than I can count. Do you really believe I would have agreed to bring anyone I deeply cared about here, if I didn’t trust her? Wolffe, please do not stress yourself out. I’m not asking you to trust her, I’m asking you to trust me, I know it will take some time for you to feel comfortable with her. I simply ask that you keep an open mind when it comes to her.”

“It’s not her that concerns me, it’s those that work for her, you can’t trust them.”

“Wolffe” I put my hand on the man’s shoulder, squeezing it, hoping to get him to calm down a little, “let’s just wait and see what happens okay. She doesn’t seem that bad, she seems like she has command over her people.”

Wolffe glare shifted from Jaz and Tech towards me, shifting his shoulder causing my hand to drop off his shoulder, “I’m not asking the opinion of your brain that clearly lies south of your navel. I’m stating a fact” he turned to look at Jaz, “people changed since the Empire came into power, you can’t trust anyone, simply because they’ve helped you in the past.”

“Wolffe” Tech stood from his seat, his hand staying on his riduur, “you need to breathe vod, just because people have betrayed you…”

“I betrayed people! I’m not talking about others, I’m talking about me!”

Silence landed amongst us, it was heavy, stifling almost. Wolffe looked weighed down, all the progress he made since being on Armandine, seemed to have vanished in that split second. In some way or form we all wished we could have refuted his statement, “That wasn’t your fault, vod” I offered the only consolation I could, “that was the chip, the old prune as Oly likes to call him, and the Empire’s. Not yours.”

“Wolffe, don’t let your fear negate the progress you made” 

“Let’s just all agree to be vigilant. I know I can trust Lady Cora, and I understand your apprehension, Wolffe. However, you know me, trust me. Okay?” Jaz offered as she stood walking over to Wolffe, and resting her hand on his chest. “You’re my brother, Wolffe. I won’t let anything happen to you, let’s all be wary of those who are in her circles, agreed?”

We all nodded as Wolffe held on to Jaz’s hand, his mouth moved to say something, however his response was cut short as a chime came from the door to our unit. 

“I’ll get it” I offered, despite the fact Wolffe was getting better, there were still moments he suffered. I may not have gone through the same thing as him, but I definitely understood the feeling of not being able to fully move on.

“Poor Wolffe, that must have been tough, but he does have a point. What happened, next?”

“Well Lady Cora invited us for supper, rich people certainly eat differently than us regular folk”

Tala chuckled, “What do you mean?”

Wolffe and I sat at the table, glancing at each other before looking at all the different utensils on the table, “Why are there so many forks?” I asked in bated breath.

“To give you different options to kill yourself with” Wolffe offered matching my tone of voice, his annoyance seeping through. 

“I always have trouble knowing which utensils to use as well” Cora stated to the two of us, not surprising seeing as we were the ones who looked the most lost at the table, “good rule of thumb start from the outside and work your way in.”

“Oh good lord! Fives we went over place settings and which fork to use, ages ago.”

“It’s one thing to talk about it, it’s another to see it. It was overwhelming.”

“I don’t know who I feel more sorry for, Wolffe, you or Lady Cora.”

“Um… obviously me!”

“Yeah, I don’t think so. Alright, so you had dinner, and things were going smoothly it seems like”

“More or less, at dinner Lady Cora revealed that she knew who we were, which of course we already knew, but we did let her tell us rather than showing we had assumed as such. However, at some point during the dinner she brought out an interesting point, which of course set Wolffe on edge. She informed us Senator Organa was on Coruscant during Order 66 and saw first hand the destruction unleashed on the Jedi temple. It haunted him, unable to do anything to stop it, she told us the fact we were there at her estate, having a meal with her as her quests and not acting as purge troopers or stormtroopers, indicated we were not serving the Empire. She then began asking questions about us, wondering what made us so different”

Tala smacked her forehead, almost as though she was hiding from the events I was telling her, “Please tell me Wolffe didn’t try to kill her?” Her hand slid down her face as she asked her question.

“Um…

Wolffe pushed his chair back, pulling out his blaster in one move and aimed for her head, “What did you just say?”

Lady Cora raised her hands to her guards, motioning for them to stay where they were, “Do you really believe a scar and a goatee would blind people to the truth of who you are?” she motioned between the two of us, smirking as she looked at Wolffe. 

“Wolffe” Tech’s voice was strict, he stood from his seat slowly, “Wolffe put the blaster away. We are guests here. I’m sure she doesn’t mean anything sinister by stating she knows we’re clones.”

“Tech is correct, I hold no ill will to those who were unable to control their actions. It’s unfortunate the truth of the matter hasn’t truly come out, I believe if it did it would alleviate many people’s concerns. Although, seeing as clones are becoming less and less common, it will seem no one will care even if the truth does come out.”

“What do you mean?” Jaz leaned forward, hoping to calm down Wolffe and distract him enough for either myself or Tech to move the gun away.

“I received a report recently, clones are now obsolete. They are no longer being used as stormtroopers.”

Wolffe’s hand slowly lowered, “What do you mean?”

“Please sit down” she motioned towards his chair, I took the opportunity to take the blaster away from him, and stuck it in the back of my waistband “Have you heard the term ‘War Mantle’  in your travels?”

“We have” Tech nodded, “I believe it’s a program to bring in regular citizens to work for the Empire.”

“Correct. The program was such a success there was no need to continue making clones. All clone factories have been discontinued.”

“We heard about Kamino” Jaz’s voice was low, somehow making her statement more powerful than she probably intended, “and the destruction that occurred on that planet, but to imagine all the other facilities …” Jaz hand covered her mouth as shock overtook her.

“I don’t understand how you know this?” Wolffe’s hand clenched against his thigh, under the table. I kept glancing over his way to make sure he wasn’t going to do something stupid. 

Cora looked around the room motioning for her guards and attendants to leave, it took less than a minute for everyone to exit so we were the only ones left in the room, “We have set up a network to help those who need to hide. There was a prisoner on Kamino at the time of it’s destruction, we helped that prisoner escape.”

“Who was the prisoner?” Tech leaned further, making sure his voice was low.

“Someone who had learned the truth behind the Emperor’s plans long before they came into effect, unfortunately he was unable to get away or find help.” We all looked at each other not quite sure who it was, “Do not worry, you will meet them soon enough.”

“Have you met them?”

“Not yet. However, she said we would meet them when we are ready to leave.”

“Well at least Wolffe didn’t kill her”

“Agreed. Tala, sorry I have to go, Cora and Jaz are wrapping up their meeting about the fair, Wolffe and I are busy trying to determine exactly what this network is and how we can use it to our advantage.”

“Do you all feel safe?”

“Pretty much. Tech’s keeping track of comms. Wolffe’s keeping track of those around us. Don’t worry Tala, if anything seems off, we’ll bug out.”

“Just be careful, comm me when you get another chance.”

“Will do, send our love to the fam, we miss you guys. See you soon.”

I stood as soon as the comm finished, moving towards the refresher, “Going somewhere?” I glanced over to Wolffe who was polishing his blaster. 

“Just for a walk”

“With Cora?”

“What?” My hand finding the back of my neck as I scratched it a little, “What… what makes you think that?” I nervously chuckled out.

“Mmhmm. Have fun. Be safe.”

“I’m just going for a walk, vod, of course I’ll be safe”

“You know what I mean” Wolffe raised his eyebrow at me, causing my face to heat up as I moved towards the refresher to freshen up ignoring his persistent gaze.

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CODY POV

“We checked and rechecked the hull, there are no transmitters” Rex stated into the comm.

“Alright, I’ll see you guys soon. Please tell my pet, I look forward to seeing him.”

“Ha! Will do Cid. See you soon.”

Rex ended the comm call, leaning back in his seat, “Exhausted?” I glanced over to him.

“She always has a way of making every conversation seem exhausting.”

“I’ll take your word for it. Why did she call Gregor her pet?”

“Because she loves me” Gregor’s voice inched closer to the cockpit, as he leaned against the durasteel, “when I was rescued from Daro, I stayed with Cid for a bit helping her around the bar and running errands for her. She’s not what you expect, but she’s kind even when it seems like she isn’t.”

“It’s true” Rex confirmed, “what she says doesn’t sound kind but her actions say differently.”

“How long are we going to stay on Ord Mantell?”

“Until the Epistemology meet up, then we can take Fives and Wolffe home.”

“Anyone else getting a feeling that we shouldn’t leave Tech and Jaz here on their own?” Gregor looked from Rex to me, as his shoulders shrugged.

“Why not, Tech’s a genius, he can take care of himself and Jaz, and this is Jaz’s home. She’s been dealing with Ord Mantell long before the boys ever got here” Rex offered, although he and Jaz barely spoke, there was a weird mutual respect between the two.

“Let’s discuss what we’re going to do on Ord Mantell until they show up” my statement seemed to throw both of the guys off, which made me chuckle, “you telling me, we came all this way and we have no idea on how to pass the time?”

“There is something - only problem is I’m not sure what we’re looking for” Gregor chuckled as he moved towards the map display. “Hunter said if we had time, we should check out this sector” he pulled up the map of Ord Mantell, in the rural mountainous region. “It’s an area similar to where we held Phoenix’s pryer, however, I believe” he punched in some numbers, “it’s further away and in a even further remote area.”

“Why would Hunter send us there?” Rex looked at the map carefully.

“I don’t know” Gregor shrugged as he stood from his position, “all I know is he asked us to check out the site if we had time.”

“Well it’s on our way to Cid’s or … I don’t know maybe we should go there when we’re ready to leave Ord Mantell.”

“I vote for the later” Rex mumbled

“Me too”

“Alright, Cid’s place it is” I chuckled glancing over to Gregor, “No doubt she’s wondering how her pet is doing”

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“Here take this” Cid thrusted a broom into Rex’s hand, he looked shocked, and thrown off for a moment, there wasn’t even any sort of salutation once she saw us.

“Uh… excuse me, ma’am…”

“You think you can just stay here without working, I don’t think so, you blondie are gonna do the sweeping. Pet, you do the pouring. You scarface, wipe down the tables.” Her commands were strict and without remorse, I looked from my brothers to the elderly Trandoshian.

“Tala told us …”

“I’m sorry is this Tala’s parlour? Nope. It’s mine. Therefore, do what I say.”

“Couldn’t we just do some bounty hunting and call it even” Gregor mumbled as he shifted behind the bar.

“Stop complaining and get to work.”

Cid promptly headed back to her office, leaving the three of us standing there somewhat surprised, I looked over to Gregor, “What was that about her actions showing she’s kinder than she appears.”

“Trust me, she’s doing this for a reason.”

“Doubt it!” Rex shifted as he began sweeping through the bar, I looked to the rag that had seen better days in my hand, moving over to the sink, wetting it thoroughly before moving to the table. 

“How much longer till the guys meet up with us again?”

“According to Tech, another two weeks I think” Rex called over his shoulder. 

“Well we can put up with this for two weeks.”

The door to Cid’s back office slid open, she stood there eyeing the three of us, shaking her head, “All of you come with me” she shifted towards the back stairs that led up to another floor. We passed a corridor of doors before she stopped at the second last one, opening it, it was small space, but big enough for four people. “This can be your room in the meantime, there’s a refresher over there” she pointed, “two bunks in each of the rooms, small kitchenette here” she motioned to the rest of the room, pointing out different features. I’d never thought I’d miss my room on Armandine but at that moment I really did. “Hasn’t been used in a while” that much was evident from the layer of dust on everything, “I suggest you put those cleaning skills to work up here first.” She turned to leave, but something didn’t sit right with me, something about her manner.

“Cid, wait” she stopped turned back to look at us, “what’s going on?”

“What makes you think anything is going on?” Gregor stepped forward a silent pleading with his eyes as he looked at her, she let out a long sigh, before she pulled out a datapad from her pocket, “Read this”

I took it in my hand, reading allowed the notice on the datapad, “Attention Ord Mantell citizens. The Empire has paid the ruling families of Ord Mantell a visit a few days ago, demanding we join their Imperialistic ways. After several hours of negotiations and consideration, we have come to an understanding with the Empire…”

“In other words a bunch of people died and now they have no choice but to comply” Rex stated over my shoulder. 

“More or less” Cid offered taking the datapad back, “the notice indicates that although there won’t be a garrison or any sort of troopers stationed on Ord Mantell, everything will be reported back to the Empire. Which means your pretty faces are now going to become more popular. Especially, since there’s nothing but unscrupulous people here, they’ll be looking for ways to bring credits to their pockets.”

“Is it safe for any of us to come back here?” Gregor leaned against the counter.

“The word on the street is very simple, we may report to the Empire, but no one works for the Empire. Not to mention, as much as the Empire wants to try and control the outer rims they can’t. Too many gangsters and factions willing to unite against a common enemy. If there’s anywhere that’s safe, for now it’s Ord Mantell, at least until things change.”

“How sure are we no stormtroopers will appear here?” I offered as my hand clenched by my side.

“As sure as the possibility that another one of your lost brothers might end up walking through the door. Truth is, no one knows. All we do know is we have to be cautious. That being said, make sure to keep your faces hidden when going outside. Now clean up this mess of a room, and get back to work.”

She didn’t say much as she headed back downstairs to the bar, we all let out a breath, I turned to the other two, “What do you guys think?”

“We need to keep our eyes and ears open in case something happens” Rex stated, Gregor and I both nodded in agreement, it was one thing to know about the notice, it’s another to be vigilant of those in and around here. 

“Two weeks, right?” Gregor chuckled, “Just gotta put up with it for two weeks”

“True. Alright, let’s get to work”

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THRAWN’S POV

“Such a shame that we still were not able to succeed in having several key outer rim planets swearing allegiances with the Empire” my voice carrying over to the man whose position I replaced, I turned away from the transparisteel window to look at Rampart his annoyance and anger towards me was clearly evident, “I had imagined Rear Admiral, you would have had better negotiation skills then what I saw on Ord Mantell.”

He lowered his head asking for forgiveness by his gesture, “Ord Mantell is rife with gangsters, smugglers, bounty hunters, they are difficult to deal with at the best of times. However, though they may not have sworn an allegiance, they did in fact agree to be our allies. For now, I suggest we allow them to operate as best they can until we decide differently. If they fail to meet our expectations, we can easily overpower them.”

“If you were so confident in that estimation you would’ve have secured their allegiance. Why simply stop at killing only the heads of the families? Would it not have been better to eliminate all the families and set up our own people?”

“The people of Ord Mantell have a high degree of respect for the ruling families. Only way order is maintained on that planet is due to the power of the ruling families. If we were to have eliminated all of them, the citizens would have revolted. In time, they will see we are the better option.”

I hummed at his theory, “Very well, we shall proceed with your assessment, if however they fail us, it will fall on you. Please remember insurgents are always looking for ways to infiltrate the Empire; would be a shame that your failure led to one of those insurgents to the Chimera, wouldn’t you agree?”

“Indeed”

Our conversation ended sooner than I would have expected as the door to my office chimed, the door swished open to reveal the Grand Inquisitor, “Grand Inquisitor, to what do we owe the pleasure”

“I understand there was a report of a force sensitive individual in the area”

“You are correct. Commodore Enva has already investigated the claim”

“And?”

“It appears a group of con artists were trying to earn some credits leading people to believe they were force sensitive. She has dealt with them.”

“Please inform Commodore Enva in future, I would prefer an inquisitor handle the investigation.”

“I will inform her as such.”

“Excellent” he turned to walk out of the office stopping as he reached the door turning towards me and Rampart, “however, please express my gratitude in her quick and efficient manner of handling the matter. No doubt, you have trained her quite well.” Rampart let out a huff of arrogance, something I’d address later.

“Thank you, Grand Inquisitor. I’ll be sure to inform her of such.”

“I will be departing from the Chimera and heading to Ord Mantell, along with a squad of your troopers. There are rumours of your Jedi there” he motioned towards the man in front of me, “of course, how accurate those rumours are, we shall let the force determine.”

I admired the rank of Inquisitors, they always seemed very capable of handling any sort of deceit and rooting out those who would oppose the Empire. I turned my attention back to Rampart, our discussion was far from over.

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FIVES POV

“I didn’t think you’d meet me” I looked at Cora as her beauty radiated under the night sky of Alderaan, “I thought for sure you would have rejected my invitation”

“Well truthfully” her hands fidgeted by her side, “I was thinking of sending someone out here to tell you I changed my mind”

“Why didn’t you?”

Her eyes locked with mine, a smile gracing her lips, “Couldn’t nib the curiosity in the butt.”

“I understand, a man this beautiful” I motioned to myself, “must certainly get your mind racing.”

She hummed at my speech, a contemplative smirk appearing on her lips, “Do you actually believe any of the things you spew?”

“Of course, otherwise why say them”

She came and stood beside me on the balcony which overlooked the forests of Alderaan, Appenza Peak in front of us, looming in the distance, “I believe you say these things and act this way to hide your pain.”

“What pain?” I chuckled

“The pain of losing someone you love” her eyes focused on the Peak in front of us, “sometimes moving on from that person is one of the hardest things to do. It’s easier to drown yourself in passion that will not last, in arms that will only hold you for a single night, simply because it will spare you the reminder of what you lost and the pain of losing again.”

The expression on her face, the contour of her lips, the pain that settled in her eyes, in that moment, I knew she understood me in a way many couldn’t. Tala understood to a degree, but she got the love of her life back. Mine was dead and gone forever. “Sounds like you know what you’re talking about”

“Unfortunately” she answered as she let out a deep seated sigh, one filled with emotion and resignation.

“What happened?”

She turned to look at me, a smile full of sadness gracing her lips, “I’ll tell you if you tell me”

I chuckled a little, nodding in agreement, “I see your negotiating skills coming through very clearly”

She giggled as she shrugged her shoulders, “Got to put those skills to use somehow”

“True”

“So…” she motioned for me to begin, I simply nodded and began telling her about Shaak, how we met, when we realized we had feelings for each other, how I tried to save her, and how I ended up finding her. She listened quite attentively, asking a question here or there. When I finished she simply smiled, before leaning in and giving me a hug, which surprised me greatly. “I am so sorry Fives” I reciprocated her hug, shocked by the warmth of comfort I was feeling in my heart “There’s nothing I can say that will make it any better.”

“Thankfully” I tilted my head till my cheek rested on her head looking over to the Appenza Peak, “I had my family there for me.”

“They seem wonderful”

“They are, what about you?”

Her arms tightened as she pulled me in closer, “He was my guard. Had been by my side since we were teenagers, he became a good friend, and it naturally developed into something more. Several months before the end of the war, I was kidnapped by Red Dawn. He along with several Alderaan guards and Republic troops went in to get me out. He didn’t make it. We had been married all of a month, before I lost him. There are times when I’ll be in a market or a crowd of people, and I swear I’ll hear his laugh or I’ll see his face in the crowd…”

“But when you look to find him, he’s not there. Then you try to convince yourself you imagined things, while trying not to fall apart knowing there’s no possible way he could be there.”

She nodded against my chest, she moved her hand to wipe her cheek. I could feel my throat tighten as I tried to push the pain away. “I’m not sure what’s worse, thinking I see him in the crowd” she mumbled into my chest, “or dreaming he’s still alive and there with me, only to wake up alone or to see someone else’s face there.”

“I never stay the night for that reason. In fact, I’ve only ever stayed once after Shaak, when I woke and saw another woman in my arms, I … I couldn’t take the guilt I felt. I slipped out as fast as I could not looking back.”

“Do you think we’re normal?”

I couldn’t help chuckle a little, “You know that’s an odd question to ask a clone, right?”

“You know what I mean” I could feel her lips smirk against my chest, “do you think this is how people normally grieve, do you think they hold on to the memory of their loved ones to the point they can’t find happiness again?”

“I’m not sure. I heard once that grief is just love enduring, but there are moments when I hate her. I hate her because she left me, because she let me love her so deeply and so completely, to the point where I don’t think I could ever feel that way again.”

“I feel the same for Tamoc. There are days when I wished I never met him, I wished he was never my friend, and all the memories I have of him would evaporate from my mind. Then this unsettling, nauseous feeling settles in my stomach, when I realize there will be a time when I will forget everything about him, and that scares me more than knowing I still love him as deeply as I do.”

“What do we do then? If we can’t let them go, if we can’t move on”

She pulled back to look at me, a smile gracing her lips, “I guess we help each other to move on, to let them go. They wouldn’t want us to stop living, simply because they’re not here.”

My hand shifted from her back, as it reached up caressing her cheek, “How do we help each other?”

Her hands shifted further up my chest, till it wrapped around my neck, she pulled me closer till my lips grazed hers, “Like this” she mumbled before pressing her lips against mine, kissing me with more passion then I’d been kissed in a long time.

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🫧 Room 1997 | Ghost!Jungkook X OC | Gore | 34 Chapters | Duration-2h 27m | Completed

"Would you dare to go inside?"

🫧 cold world | General!Jungkook X Prisoner!OC | 𝗪𝗔𝗥 𝗔𝗨 ❦ 𝟮𝟬𝟰𝟰 | Dictatorship and Democracy | 40 Chapters | Duration-15h 58 m | Completed

❝The moment I put this ring on your finger, you became my property.❞

🫧 𝐒𝐄𝐗 & 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 | CEO!Jungkook X Employee!Reader | Fuckboy JK | Completed | Re-Uploaded in inkitt

"Do me Jungkook, p-please."

"With all the pleasure. I will fuck you, only fuck you with everything I have."

🫧 Two Percent Straight | Gay!Jungkook X Crossdresser!Reader | Side-Jimin X Reader | Crack AU | 75 Chapters | Duration-4h 45m | Completed

"I'm just 2 % straight y/n, but I can love you more than a hundred percent straight man"

🫧 HOLIDAY AFFAIR  | Husband!Jungkook X Wife!OC | PJM Vs JJK | Crack | 24 Chapters | Duration-3h 7m | Completed

"Admit it Jungkook, she'd rather sleep with me." Jimin Vs Jungkook

🫧 His Hostage | Mafia!Jungkook X Reader | Re-uploaded by other author | Duration-16h 57m | 85 Chapters | Ongoing

"fuck yourself... and let me watch"

🫧 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐁𝐀𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 | greaser!Jungkook x soc!reader | 1950S AU | 20 Chapters | Duration-2h 17m | Completed

❝She's a delicate little flower, hyung,❞ Jungkook grabs his leather jacket and slips it on. ❝And if anyone is going to hear sinful moans pass those innocent lips, it'll be me.❞

🫧 broken ghosts | Ghost!Jungkook X OC | Angst | 32 Chapters | Duration-4h 5m | Completed

"i have died everyday waiting for you."

"i should be the one lying next to you at night."

🫧 𝐄𝐘𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐘 | Jungkook X Stipper!OC | College AU | Dark | 131 Chapters | Duration-20h 6m | Completed

What's wrong with being a little chaotic? -J JK

🫧 𝗥𝗲𝗱 | Mafia+Ceo!JK X Reader | 53 Chapters | Duration-8h 18m | Ongoing

"That dress-" he says, eyes raking down your body. "-is 𝘥𝘢𝘮𝘯 fucking distracting."

🫧 A Little Burden | Jungkook X Reader | 36 Chapters | Duration-3h 35m | Completed

I still remember that day clearly.....every night it comes back to me like a nightmare. The small fragile human getting pushed into my arms. Tears streaming down my face as I looked at her....Doctors storming in from everywhere trying everything they could to keep her alive. The look in her eyes she gave me made me break inside.

She knew she wasn't going to make it.

She smiled at me and took one last look at her child before speaking.

🫧 secret admirer | JK X OC | Angst | 101 Chapters | Duration-9m | Completed

" notice me senpai " - jjk

🫧 THE SACRIFICE | Yandere!Jungkook X Reader | Angst Abuse | 46 Chapters | Duration-6h 27m | Completed

A child must be sacrificed in order for the city to gain its happiness. a tale when doom and love are two sides of the same coin.

🫧 𝐂𝐎𝐏𝐘 | clone!Jungkook x reader | Clone Au | 20 Chapters | Duration-2h 11m | Completed

When the doctor tells the Jeon's that their newborn Jungsoo could die due to his premature birth, Mr. Jeon decides to clone him as soon as possible.

To their surprise, Jungsoo is able to grow up happy and healthy along with his clone, Jungkook, who's the total opposite of him.

🫧 petals  | BF!Jungkook X GF!Reader | Childhood Sweethearts | Fluff | 28 Chapters | Duration-39m | Completed

❝ -How much is your daughter? ❞

Jungkook loves food and computer games, but compare to those two you are his favorite thing in this world.

🫧 HELLBORN | LuciferSon!Jungkook X Human!Reader | Crack | 15 Chapters | Duration-2h 21m | Completed

He is the spitting image of an Angel but the blood in his veins is that of the Devil's.

🫧 Once More | Ex!Jungkook X OC | Angst | 33 Chapters | Duration-4h 22m | Completed

❝Your son, he looks very similar to Jungkook...❞

Leave it to a 3-year-old to bring two parents back together.

🫧 ROSES | Jungkook X OC | Angst | 54 Chapters | Duration-3h | Completed

❝ she slipped away the same way the velvet box slipped in my hand ❞ she was oddly peculiar and pure mystery yet, he still finds the refuge of feeling at "home" to the mute girl whom he met at the seaside.

🫧 The Prince & The Servant Girl | BFF+Prince!Jungkook X Servant!Reader | Childhood Au | 64 Chapters | Duration-7h 48m | Completed

A prince and servant girl grew up together in a castle. Best friends for life until that love as friends changed to something more. All was well until the prince was to be married and everything changed. Forever forbidden to be together but can one fateful reunion change everything?

🫧 Angel Beside Him | Jungkook X Reader | Angst | 48 Chapters | Duration-6h 24m | Completed

"Jeon Jungkook, I like you." You said, your eyes wide and cheeks on fire. You finally had the guts to tell your long time crush what you feel about him. Jungkook smiled, giving you a spark of hope and a wash of relief. Or maybe it was a false hope or just him being kind as he says, "I'm sorry but I'm already in a relationship."

🫧 Monstrously Sinful Love | Younger!Jungkook X Older!OC | AgeGap | 71 Chapters | Duration-9h 49m | Completed

"...Kookie" she calls that's when Kookie's small little hands tugged onto his mother's sleeve's pulling her to look at him.

"what's wrong Kookie?"

❝I want to buy her❞

🫧 That Awkward Magic | Werewolf!JK X Witch!Reader | Crack AU | 42 Chapters | Duration-4h 1m | Completed

"You smell very nice."

"Are you...trying to flirt or something?"

A socially awkard witch has to struggle with being the sudden love (?) interest of a wolf shifter

🫧 "IDC, BABY" | Jungkook X Reader | GangRivals | 21 Chapters | Duration-1h 16m | Ongoing

"If they catch us, they will kill us."

"I don't give a fuck right now, baby."

🫧 On.line | Staker!Jungkook X Camgirl!Reader | Dark | 38 Chapters | Duration-5h 36m | Republishing

"I don't call myself a pornstar, but I'm pretty famous on Live Babes (LB). I make money doing what people ask from me and they are mainly men, married man. Some even gave a wife or kids. But I don't care about that at all. The only thing I want is to continue earn their money. Oh! It's already 9PM! Don't forget to watch the show!"

"I can't wait, princess." -J.JK

🫧 Overmorrow | Idol!Jungkook X Reader | Crack | 33 Chapters | Duration-2h 8m | Completed

What would you do if one day you woke up as Jeon Jungkook?

🫧His Gangster Girl | Jungkook X Gangster!Reader | 68 Chapters | Duration-8h 57m | completed

'She is a maze with no escape.'

🫧 Fuck It List | BFF!Jungkook X Reader | 60 Chapters | Duration-5h 30m | Completed

• Go skinny-dipping

• Have a make-out session

• Try foreplay with ice .....

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Thank you so much to everyone that submitted recommendations this week! This was one HECK of a week, and it couldn't have happened without all of the submissions I received! A comprehensive list of this week’s submissions can be found under the cut! Recommendations are organized by show/media, and any main pairings will be listed after the title.

✨ = 18+ content

Fics:

The Clone Wars: Vermillion (Clone OC Specter x f!Reader) by @dickarchivist New Members (Fives x OC Rasha Skohl, Echo x OC Ari Nierre) by @fives-lover ✨ The Den (Kix x OC Nihlus Brek) by @for-the-sake-of-color ✨ Dancing Lights (Wolf!Wolffe x f!Reader) by @the-bad-batch-baroness ✨ I Yearn, And So I Fear (Wolffe x OC Kazi Ennari) by @enigmaticexplorer ✨ Man on the Moon (Fox x Riyo Chuchi) by @emeraldvsociety ✨ In Command (Rex x OC Senna Aven) by @wild-karrde ✨ Eight Shades of Blue (and the Touch of Orange) (501st Legion x f!Reader, Cody x f!Reader) by the_rain_on_kamino (AO3) Crèche to Command by Boredom (AO3) The Commander Swap by @brainrotrants Dominoes by meridianpony (AO3) Fox Hates Red by @stormyblue90 Dead Dog by @corvod

The Bad Batch: ✨ Stars Beyond Number (Echo x Riyo Chuchi, Gregor x OC Cerra Kilian) by @dystopicjumpsuit Tooka Dad (Crosshair x OC Rayla) by @drafthorsemath Sunflowers & Blasters (Crosshair x OC Isabella Ramót) by @523rdrebel Low Battery (Crosshair x gn!Reader) by @523rdrebel ✨ Cleaning Up (Tech x f!Reader) by @reader6898 Secret Kingdoms (Knight!Hunter x f!Reader) by @jedipoodoo/@lizartgurl A Cosy Bed: A Stardust Conspiracy Fanfic by @just-here-with-my-thoughts

Call of Duty: ✨ If I Had a Heart (Ghost x Soap) by @cod-fishing

Legends of Chima: The Forgotten Legends of Chima by @olivescales3

Marvel/MCU: Black and Tan (Bucky x Sarah Wilson) by @btwxsixesandsevens

Crossovers: The Misadventures of Cosplay Man (Danny Phantom x DC Comics Crossover) by Shynnohwen (AO3)

Art:

The Clone Wars: How Dominoes Fall by @frostycatblr-fandom-files Temeura Morrison Study by @keldabekush Cody with Long Hair Art by @rochenn Commander Cody Art by @captora Blade to Blade by @rackcty Anakin and Ahsoka Art by @finpews

The Bad Batch: The Bad Batch Dark Souls AU: Character Introduction by @amorfista The Bad Batch Dark Souls AU: Introduction by @amorfista Hunter and Omega Art by @eggdrawsthings Tech Art by @talesfrommedinastation

Critical Role: Caleb Widogast Art by @middimidoris

Avatar: The Last Airbender: Zuko Artwork by @chiptrillino-art

Yonderland: Cake Bake Lady Edith Art by @bahoreal

[thebottomfromhell]

Masterlist: [tell me of you find any errors]

General:

One-Shots/Drabbles

Hantengu (main body) comforting female reader after a bad day

Requested OC (female named Ko) x yandere!Daki

Date with Sekido under a Thunderstorm with GN Human Reader

GN Human Reader being an Uppermoon's S/O is interrogated by the Hashira

Male Reader Parenting (or trying) the Hantengu Clones

Hantengu being jealous over his clones, GN Reader

Platonic!Yandere!Daki for requested child OC (female named Kianna)

Polyamory Hantengu Clones x Male Human Reader dynamic + Platonic Zohakuten

Hantengu's (main body) reaction to GN Human Reader going "missing"

Disgust Hantengu clone! Reader (Male Demon) dynamic with Clones

Hantengu cuddling against GN Human Reader while resting

Dynamic of Hantengu with a teasing/bully GN reader

Hantengu (main body) protects Human Female Reader

Female Human (later Demon) Reader becoming Muzans lover

Male Human Reader wit AHDH is too impulsive and the Hantengu Clones must be saving him

GN nice reader snaps at the Hantengu Clones (ft. Hantengu) after a bad day

Hashira find out Hashira!GN Reader has a relationship with an Upper Moon

Muzan encounters GN Blind Reader in the scene of the alley

GN Demon Reader and Zohakuten become friends

Headcanons

GN parent Human Reader get's sick and is taken care by their demon kid

What love language the Uppermoons use with ther romantic partner? What is the love language they prefrer to be at the recieving end? GN reader.

Muzan's son (Demon Reader) having a crush on Uppermoons (Gyutaro, Nakime, Akaza, Douma and Kokushibou) and Muzan having more than an opinion about it

Opposited attract, human GN reader

Uppermoons + Enmu reaction to GN Demon Reader with Poison Ivy's power s/o fighting Hashira

Traditional Courting [more or less], Demon Male Reader. (Gyutaro and Hantengu Clones)

Traditional Courting [more or less], Demon Male Reader. (Gyokko, Nakime, Akaza, Douma and Kokushibou)

Reincarnation after courtship. Human male reader (Gyutaro and Hantengu Clones)

Reincarnation after courtship. Human male reader (Gyokko, Nakime, Akaza, Douma and Kokushibou)

Reincarnation after courtship. Demon male reader (Gyokko, Nakime, Akaza, Douma and Kokushibou)

Reincarnation after courtship. Demon male reader (Gyutaro and Hantengu Clones)

Demon Kids meeting their father (reader) figure Reader in the underworld

Househusband Human Supportive Dom Reader x Uppermoons

Uppermoon meets their male demon S/O reader after dying before going to hell

Male Demon Reader Dying in Uppermoon's arms

GN Human reader and Uppermoon (Douma, Akaza, Hantengu + Clones and Gyutaro + Daki) in holidays (human disguise)

How does the Uppermoons feel about your asthetic? Goth GN Reader

Yandere Uppermoons Headcannons x GN Reader

Male husband reader forgets Uppermoon after becoming a Demon

Male reader as a father/parental figure, human and demon Reader

Pointing of reader dying in or by canon events. Demon male reader

Uppermooms getting jelous for GN reader

From 1 to 10, how good parents would the Uppermoons be? GN reader

Uppermoons and GN reader confessing over a song

Uppermoons reaction of falling in love with Human Male Reader

Female Interdimensional traveler reader scaping Yandere! Uppermoon (+ Enmu and Muzan)

Uppermoons facing the "ghosts" of dead Human Male Reader

Role Reversal AU Uppermoons (minus Nakime) falling in love (or starting to) with Male Human Reader + Platonic (mostly parental) relationships with kids.

Trans! Masc! Human Reader confesses their gender to S/O (already together) Uppermoon

Uppermoons + Muzan finding Cannibal Human GN Reader

How do the Uppermoon feel about your asthetic? Victorian inspired styled (lolita) Female Reader

Female Reader as mother figure of Demon Kids, Human and Demon

Uppermons baking with GN Human Reader for the first time

Uppermoons + Muzan + kids and tropes during Christmas day and eve (NO READER)

Short GN who can pick the Hantengu clones easily

Uppermoons reaction of falling in love with Human Female Reader

Female Reader like Jinx (Arcane ver) interacting with the Uppermoons

Hantengu clones killing Human Female Reader S/O over an argument by accident and coping with it

Uppermoons (minus Hantengu main body & Nakime) hurt Female Human Reader and she leaves

Reverse AU Male Demon Reader gets poisoned and need to be taken care of

Uppermoons defending GN reader from shitty starlker ex

Reverse AU (with divergence) Demon Kids (as humans) having Male Demon Reader as a Father figure since young + Reader facing a non-character Hashira

Uppermoons catch Human Male Reader being eaten by other demon

Smut:

One-Shots/Drabbles

GN reader's first time with Hantengu

Aizetsu and Sekido had a fight, so male demon reader forces them to share and make up.

Douma gets sexually assaulted by human from his cult as reader, AMAB reader

Karaku realizes he has feelings for you. Male reader

Urogi has a breeding kink, male demon reader

Scarlet witch powered GN Reader (no specified genitals) does Sekido with bondage.

Human GN reader Bodyworshiping (mostly his mouth) Akaza

Bodyworship and bloody sploshing with Gyokko, Demon GN reader

Requested OC (female named Akeno) Reuniting with Sekido and making up for lost time

Male Reader catching up Hantengu (main body) masturbating

Sadist Female Reader dominating Douma in sex

Male Reader and Kokushibou having sex with traditional groom and wife robes

Female Reader rides Hantengu's main body

Headcanons

Male Reader overstimulating Hantengu and the Hantengu clones

Nakime NSFW Headcanons with GN reader

Hantengu Clones being railed into a mess by male reader

GN Reader with Scarlet Witch Powers in bed with Uppermoons (Gyutaro, Hantengu Clones, Nakime, Akaza, Douma and Kokushibou)

NSFW of Jerk/Brat Uppermoons x Short Dom GN (None specified genitalia) Reader

Male (AMAB) Strong Demon Slayer Reader and Uppermoon have a heated fight over reader becoming a demon, they fuck their anger out

First time of Hantengu Clones with Male Demon Reader after being courted.

Hantengu clones trying to top Male Reader gone wrong + aftercare

Male Human Reader x Submissive male Upper Moon.

Role Reversal Uppermoons being railed to Oblivión by Male Demon Reader

Kokushibou NSFW Headcanons with AFAB reader

Enmu, Hantengu, Douma and Kokushibou meet vibrators, GN Reader with non-specific body

[wizardofrozz]

Bestie! 🥰 I come bearing a first kiss prompt request! If it’s not too much trouble!

"sorry, that was my first kiss." "i could tell." "...." "i'm kidding!"

With Sawbones? Because this feels so on brand lol.

For Tonight

OC Sawbones x gn!reader

Word Count: ~1.7k

Warnings: mention of war, alcohol, suggestive themes

A/N: Thank you so much for the prompt, my wonderful friend ❤️ I had a lot of fun writing younger Sawbones and exploring what he was like close to the beginning of the war. Also, thank you @a-single-tulip and @hetalianskywalker for beta reading 🖤

Coruscant seemed to never sleep. Hundreds of species from across the galaxy mingling in one place, regardless of the galaxy-wide war that had just started. But you couldn’t judge, you were out and about, spending another girls’ night drinking and blowing off steam. Your group had already lost a few members by the time you reached 79s. 

You weren’t against one-night stands, hell you’d had your handful, but finding someone worth your time was exhausting sometimes. You settled at the bar with one of your friends, ordering something non-alcoholic, and giving yourself a break. It shouldn’t have been a surprise that your friend had already caught someone’s attention. Not that you minded, you were silently rooting for them. 

The clink of glass on the bar had you glancing up at the bartender, flashing them a smile as you handed over a few extra credits. They offered you a small, exhausted smile in return before hurrying off to the next customer. You absently swirled your drink, watching the bright colors swirl together as the music picked up around you. 

The dance floor filled in more and you glanced around; less than a year into the war, you were already starting to recognize battalion colors. Red, blue, green, but as you scanned the busy bar, another color caught your eye. Gray was new.

Two clones sat at a table near the bar and you couldn’t help but stare out of curiosity. The gray paint looked newish, barely scuffed, leading you to think they just got back from their first deployment with that color. You didn’t recognize their haircuts or any of the scars you could see; it would be hard not to recognize a long face scar. But there was something about them that screamed higher rank. Suddenly, the man with the face scar stood, arching a brow at his companion, his lips moving slightly before he walked off. Your eyes drifted to the clone sitting by himself. 

He was slouched in his chair, legs spread as he mindlessly swirled his drink, staring off into space with a hard look on his face. Your eyes followed the movement of his hand when he lifted it to scratch his cheek. It was clear the beard was still growing in but you found you didn’t mind it; it seemed to...fit him in a way. Your stomach clenched when his head turned, eyes immediately locking onto you. You froze, your face warming as he tilted his head slightly, his expression never changing. Then he just watched you. It felt impossible to look away but a part of you didn’t want to, not really. 

He jerked his head to the side and it took you a second to realize he was motioning to the now-empty chair across from him. Were you really going to do this? Apparently, the answer was yes when you stood. You could feel his eyes on you the entire way but you didn’t look up to meet them until you carefully settled into the chair opposite him.

“Uh, hi,” you said, trying not to squirm when he just blinked at you. 

“You were staring,” he replied, his voice a bit lower than you expected. Your brows pinched together and you rested your arms on the table top. 

“And so were you,” you countered, arching a brow. It was such a small change in his expression, the ghost of a smile, and you couldn’t help but feel a little triumphant. He shifted down a bit more in his chair, dark eyes trailing over what he could see of your body until his eyes landed on your face again.

“I was,” he stated simply, sipping his drink without breaking eye contact.

“Why?” If the question caught him off guard, it didn’t show on his face. Instead of answering right away, he sipped his drink, rolling his top lip into his mouth before setting the cup down again. 

“Aren’t even gonna ask my name first?” The realization made you flinch, shifting in your seat; you offered your name as an offering first, watching a faint smirk tug at the corner of his lips.

“Ni - Sawbones, but you can call me Bones.” You caught the slip, squinting at him briefly but didn’t ask.

“Well, Bones, I asked you a question,” you teased, moving to take another sip of your drink. You almost wished you had picked something alcoholic because the longer he just stared at you, the more self-conscious you grew. Sawbones’ jaw worked, the grinding of his teeth lost to the chaos of the bar but you could see the small movement in his cheek. 

“Pretty,” he finally admitted, although his eyes never left your face. 

“What?” Your lashes fluttered, still a little unsure if you heard him right. His eyes shifted away for the first time but it was brief, the weight of his stare back almost immediately. 

“You. You’re...pretty,” he forced out. The sour look on his face almost made you laugh; it looked like it pained him to say it. 

“Don’t hurt yourself,” you chuckled, hoping to lighten the mood a little. Sawbones immediately rolled his eyes but there was a hint of amusement in his expression. 

Over the next hour or so, you inched your chair closer to him as the crowd got wilder. Sawbones didn’t say much unprompted, answering your questions, but he seemed more content to listen. He told you about his squad, the Wolfpack, and you found out he was a medic but he didn’t elaborate much, leaving out his rank specifically. Surprisingly, he didn’t seem in much of a rush either, although, you almost didn’t notice when his hand dropped under the table, resting it on your knee when you were close enough. 

The only reason you did notice his hand was because it tightened briefly before it disappeared when another body knocked into your chair. He sat up a little straighter, twisting in his chair, and his hand shot out, yanking another clone back toward him. You couldn’t hear what he said but you did notice the way the other clone’s throat bobbed. Sawbones released him, shoving him back a little hard than necessary. Your brows pinched together when he turned back to you. 

“What was that for?” you yelled over the music. Sawbones’ expression pinched and he leaned closer, turning his head slightly. “I said-” 

The thrum of the crowd suddenly picked up when a new song started, cutting off the rest of your sentence. Sawbones’ nostrils flared, his top lip twitching in irritation and then he was standing, grabbing your wrist in the process. You couldn’t even ask what he was doing before you were being pulled through the crowd. You hurried to keep up, nearly knocking into his back a few times until he tugged you into one of the quieter hallways leading to the back of the bar.

“Okay,” he huffed, still not releasing your wrist. The combination of how ridiculous it was that he dragged you all the way here just to hear what you had to say and the sudden nervous swirling in your stomach, forced a laugh past your lips. Sawbones’ brows knitted together but he didn’t say anything.

“I - I was just asking why you stopped that trooper,” you chuckled, meeting his eyes. 

“He ran into your chair.” It took your brain a second to process, a smile slowly spreading across your face. The gesture only seemed to confuse him more, the crease between his brows deepening. You took a step closer, quickly realizing he still holding onto your wrist. As soon as you brought attention to it, he let go, clearing his throat. Sawbones shifted his weight when you rested a hand on his chest, eyes darting down to look at it before finding your face again. 

“Thank you, that was sweet of you to stand up for me,” you murmured, inching a bit closer. His only response was a stiff nod, calculating eyes watching as you inched closer. It gave you a surge of confidence when one of his hands came to rest lightly on your hip. Sawbones was unbearably tense but the second your lips touched his, he exhaled through his nose, his stance losing some of its rigidity. It wasn’t glaringly obvious but there was a hint of hesitations in the way his lips moved against yours. His eyes stayed shut for a moment when you pulled away, his chest expanding with a long deep breath. 

Sawbones blinked slowly, eyes half-lidded when they met yours and although he didn’t quite smile, there was a pleased look on his face. When he spoke again, his voice was softer and he didn’t break eye contact.

“Sorry,” he huffed, lightly rubbing your side, “that, uh, was my first kiss.” It was endearing to get a glimpse behind his grumpy, stoic mask; it brought a small smile to your face as you brushed your thumb over the edge of his beard.

“I could tell,” was out of your mouth before you could stop it. The silence was suffocating and Sawbones’ brows pinched together but you couldn’t quite tell if it was anger or embarrassment. “I’m kidding! I’m kidding!” Sawbones arched a brow, not looking very amused, although, he didn’t necessarily look angry either. You were starting to wonder if he just wasn’t very expressive. 

His hand continued to mindlessly trace the curve of your waist and he didn’t pull away from your touch; it felt like a good sign. But he also didn’t say anything or really do anything other than blink. 

“I really was joking,” you murmured, letting your hand slide down to the side of his neck. 

“I know,” he replied, his jaw clenching slightly. You blinked at him and almost laughed; it made you wonder if maybe he was just nervous. 

“How about I make it up to you?” you offered, you corner of your mouth lifting. He hummed with interest, tilting his head slightly as his eyes shifted around your face before he nodded. You gently pushed him toward the wall until his back knocked into and pecked his lips one last time before lowering yourself to your knees. 

Sawbones’ eyes widened, his hand hanging in the air where you were just standing as he blinked down at you. “What’re you doin’?”

“Just wait and see,” you chuckled, winking at him. One eyebrow jumped and he swayed with a silent laugh, a small smirk lifting the corner of his mouth. 

Sawbones’ head thumped against the wall when his codpiece hit the floor.

Ragu list:

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[weshney]

Portal Panic Chapter 18

The Big Kahuna

Danny Phantom x Boku no Hero Academia

Ao3 | FFn | Youtube Audiobook

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"I guess I should start with the big kahuna. I'm not from this dimension."

Truth.

Oh.

"Where I'm from, all humans are quirkless, and ghosts are the ones with superpowers."

Truth. Truth.

Oh shit.

This was not AT ALL how Nezu had expected this conversation to start.

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Artwork this chapter!

Original line art by @mha-stuff-i-guess found here, colored by me~!

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Whole artwork by @xxxnightcorequeenxxx found here!

Tags:

Mystery, Angst and Humor, Misunderstandings, No Romance, Friendship, Swearing, Slow Build, Rare Characters, Author Regrets Nothing, Except When The Characters Push Me Around And Give Me More Work, Like 5 Different Major Interwoven Plots At This Point

College Age Danny Fenton (20), Danny Fenton Gets a Hug, Or Three, Mostly From the Same Person But It's Fine, Danny's Fenton's Clones Are Little Shits, But Just to Him, Meddling Clockwork (Danny Phantom), Ghost Obsessions But They're Really Just Hyper-Fixation, Valerie Gray Jack & Maddie Fenton Know Danny's Secret, Supportive Jazz Jack and Maddie Fenton, dyslexic Jack Fenton, Phantom Planet Who?, no beta reader we die like danny

Mineta Minoru Doesn't Exist, Pre-Overhaul Arc (My Hero Academia), Well Kind Of, Midoriya Inko is a Ray of Sunshine, Bakugou Katsuki Needs a Hug, Eventual Happy Ending, Kirishima Eijirou is a Good Friend, One Main OC Needed For PlotTM, Protective Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, All Might's Trying Not To Have Heart Attack Buuuut, Retired Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Loosely Follows BNHA Canon, But in the Background

[techs-goggles9902]

Sha’s Masterlist ✨

Hi, you can call me Sha or Ge’tal (thanks for the name, Ka’ra). As you can tell, I’m a fan girl, writer, and artist (sometimes). I’m a book nerd! I’m on Instagram, TikTok, and I make shuffles on Pinterest! My general tag is Sha Speaks and my art tag is Sha’s art

Fandoms include: The Band Ghost, Star Wars Prequels (TCW and TBB included) & Republic Commando, DC, Arctic Monkeys, Seven Deadly Sins, The Hunger Games, and many more animes and horror movies.

REQUESTS FOR FAN FICTION ARE OPEN!

Rules for requests: no clone/clone, rexwalker, rexsoka, spicy stuff, or obikin. I will write my oc stories, and if you request it I’ll write your oc into canon typical situations or requested setting.

Send in an ask or dm me if you want to join/leave the tag list!

✉️ = request

⚠️ = trigger warning

My fics:

Two Souls Entwined

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, (ongoing)

Summary: Niva Veen (oc) x Captain Rex

One Time Things: (maybe)

Fi’s on leave (RC 8015 x gender neutral reader) ✉️

Tech, I don’t fit in (Tech x f!reader plantonic, Raven Skirata cameo) ✉️

I Like You (Rex x medic female reader) ✉️

Why Did You Wait For Me? (Crosshair x female reader) ✉️

Mr. Echolocation (Echo x gender neutral reader) ✉️

CX-2 is all that remains (Tech lives) ✉️

My art:

Death Troopers Helmet ⚠️

TBB Echo

Cody kicking a clanker

Obi-Wan fell asleep (Codywan)

[dickarchivist]

OLLO!

I have an affectionate ask prompt thingy for you 👀

Took me a few minutes cuz I was really torn between two... but I decided!!

when they accidentally fall asleep in your arms

For...~ 🤔

Ghost 🥰

Sorry, not really, sorry cuz I have a crush

😘💜💜💜

Some very very soft Ghost for you ♡♡♡

Captain Mumbles

Clone oc Ghost × GN!Reader

Word Count: 187, just a little bit!

Prompt: when they accidentally fall asleep in your arms

Rating: PG, all fluff, but still Minors DNI 🔞

Contents and Warnings: oops all fluff (no warnings)

Summary: sleepy man refuses to relax until swaddled by his beloved: more at 11.

Author's Notes: thanks @moonlightwarriorqueen for this soft as hell Ghost Prompt ♡

He'd been awake for too long. You can tell by the way he staggers, then leans in the doorframe. "Okay... The Crypt is fueled, we have rations, blaster cartridges, I packed Phantim's shammak cards, there's pampts for Specs..." Ghost nods for a second, asleep on his feet, before he falls forward a little an catches himself, "'m up..."

"No, you're not," you move from his bunk and cross to Ghost, snatching the data pad and setting it aside. He whines a little and it's the most pathetic yet endearing sound he's made. You take his hands, and guide him to his bunk, "Come on sleepy, let's get some rest."

He follows you, eyes half closed, long heavy blinks, "But I gotta... 'ere's... s'mush ta do..."

"Uh-huh, like sleeping." You giggle, helping to take off Ghost's boots, before you climb in to hold him, keeping the much too busy Captain in his bunk.

"Mmm.... ni..." As his arms wrap to hold you, Ghost relaxes, and not even a second later he's snoring.

You kiss his forehead, nuzzle in, smiling sweetly as you drift off too, "Night Captain Mumbles."

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[starrylothcat]

First of all, thank you to all my followers and mutuals. If you follow me for my writing or my unhinged reblogging, I appreciate all of you from the bottom of my heart! Sorry it took me a minute to put this together! This was a fun event to run, and big hugs to everyone who sent in their shout-outs. Please check out everything on this list, there's a lot of wonderful content from even more wonderful creators! (Linking and formatting on Tumblr is wonky so if I made any mistakes or links don't work, please let me know!) Masterlist under the cut!

⭐Fanfiction⭐

Glitch’s Masterlist - OC Masterlist by @techs-stitches

Masterlist of OC Glitch x Tech

In More Ways Than One (NSFW) The Bad Batch x F Reader by @madameminor

A night out with the Batch almost turns into a bar brawl, until your quick thinking sets up the perfect cover. Then your squad starts thinking it doesn't have to stay a cover. Sharing is caring, after all.

Fireworks - Hound x F Reader by @imarvelatthestars

Reader meets Hound after her massiff makes a run for it. Will romance blossom?

Dance With Me - Echo x Reader by @kaminocasey

You're cleaning the ship, listening to music, and Echo gets an idea.

Dominoes AO3 Link - by @meridiansdominoes

Domino squad wakes up to find themselves back on Kamino, hours from taking their final test... except they remember passing the final test, and they each remember dying afterwards, too.

Ghosts of Coruscan AO3 Link by numphet on AO3

Padmé Amidala, a former senator of the fallen Republic, barely survived the childbirth. After her recovery, she suffered from partial memory loss and was led to believe that the Emperor's mysterious enforcer, Darth Vader, killed her husband on Mustafar. Eight years later, she has joined the aspiring Rebel Alliance and volunteered to take part in a high-risk operation, only to be captured and thrown into an Imperial prison. To hide her true identity and protect her children from the Empire's wrath, she is forced to use a little too predictable alias.

Doc’s Febuwhump Series - The Bad Batch x OC by @staycalmandhugaclone

Fem Medic OC fic series with all the Batchers

Nightsky (NSFW) Echo x F Reader x Rex by @rain-on-kamino

Just back from a mission, The Bad Batch is unexpectedly visited by Rex. So you just have to wait a little longer to lay down with your love Echo. Or? Maybe this is the opportunity to try something new. Especially since the handsome captain obviously has a crush on you, too.

In Need (NSFW) Hunter x Jedi F Reader by @wanderer-six

While travelling with the Bad Batch, you find yourself overwhelmed by a certain need. Unable to deal with it, you try to wait it out in hopes it will pass. But you come to find that your arousal has been unintentionally torturing your poor sergeant.

Positions (NSFW) Cody x F Reader x Rex by @kaminocasey

Rex invites Cody out to 79s, only because they have bigger plans for you tonight.

Water and Rock (NSFW) Obi Wan x F Reader by @split-spectrum

When your former master Obi Wan joins you on a mission, it's clear things aren't the same as they once were. The trials you face together may break your bond, or turn it into something else entirely.

Hunter x F Reader by @freesia-writes with bonus spicy Hunter fanart by @verndusk and a smutty part 2 by @spicy-clones. Phew! Clone Matchmaking AU Masterlist by @tcwmatchmakingau

The Clone Wars have ended, and with their legal status secured, the clone troopers look to the future, to the things they never thought they would be able to have. Homes. Families. Love. But without the support systems and social structures available to natborns, many troopers have difficulty finding meaningful connections. Enter Right to Love Matchmaking Service: a not-for-profit organization dedicated to helping clone troopers find the loves of their lives.

Sharp Edges (NSFW) Crosshair x Reader by @spicy-clones & @lightwise

What started off as self-indulgent Crosshair smut has evolved into a fully-developed fic, with plot, character development, twists and turns, angst, yearning, and plenty of delicious *spice*. ;)

⭐Artwork⭐

Wrecker and Reader Cuddles (plus Lula!) by @madbunnyarts

Bo Katan Comic by @projectorthus for @bokatanweek

Celebrating Anakin's Birthday by @stealingpotatoes

They Call Themselves...The Bad Batch by @shyranno

Alpha 17 and Captain Rex by @cobaltbeam

Sexy Tech Fanart by @raevulsix

Crosshair Back on The Marauder by @zaana

Awesome Graphics by @idontgetanysleep

Fixing TBB S2 Finale by @lightspringrain

[babygirlrex0504]

Masterlist

Hello my fello Star Wars lovers! I had an old Masterlist going on but it was a bit too much 😅 So here is the new one, I will show updated stories and upcoming ones. I do take requests of any kind, I can make short stories or couple of parts. I also have a taglist for some of my fics and if you want to be tagged in some that will be just short fics. 😌 ‘*’ means there is smutty smut!

If you have ANY suggestions! Let me know, I am open for anything so don’t hesitate if it’s kinky to angsty. 👀

Taglist form

Series

The Mandalorian

Bounty Series*

Book One (Completed)

Book Two (Ongoing)

Clan of Three Series* (Ongoing)

Clone Wars

Star Crossed* (Captain Rex x OC, in the works)

The Bar Named 99* (Commander Wolffe x Reader, in the works)

Shorts

Clone Wars

Tragedies (Jesse x Reader, in the works)

Dancing with your Ghost* (Fives x Reader, in works)

Bad Batch

Enchanted* (Hunter x Reader, in the works)

Mantell Mix (Wrecker x Reader, in the works)

As the World Caves In (Tech x Reader, in the works)

[kimageddon]

A Prince of Dathomir - Chapter 117

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Maul x Nightsister OC (Zaiya Valessa) - Slight Canon Divergence

Word count: Approx 3300

Contains/Warnings: Death, violence, blood, child death.

Chapter Summary: Zaiya and Feral find some Jedi for the hunt.

Notes: So... hi. It's been a hot minute... or 6 months... Well then. This is awkward. As it turns out, my burn out was a bit more severe than anticipated. But here we are! So, what's been happening in my absence? I had a few wonderful comments and check ins from readers asking if I plan to update.... I think this answers that question. As for the rest, uh... I was nearly made homeless, moved house, drew a bunch of stuff, deleted a bunch of social accounts and went ghost for a bit... had a massive breakdown, then put my big girl pants on and decided to try writing again. Next thing I know, I have written like 5+ full chapters. So that was cool. As for APOD and Sins, I don't think I'll be able to keep up with a weekly schedule again, as much as I would love to. But we'll see how we go with it.

Did ya miss me?

Hunt - Part 1

So often when the other Masters and Padawans would go out on assignment with their clone battalions, while Farley Korro was left at the Temple to meditate, only hearing about all the action days after it happened. 

Not today! 

He and Master Avona Teller had been assigned to a small mission, not his first, but among the very few he’d been granted permission to attend alongside Master Teller. He assumed it was because she didn't have enough faith in him yet.

It bothered him sometimes. Yeah, he was still young, but he was a Padawan, not a youngling! Farley was a little frustrated, he wanted to be a good Padawan and an even better Jedi… but he didn’t always see eye-to-eye with his Master. She seemed to see the Force differently to him. Maybe it was because she was Umbaran? As a species, they tended to perceive the worlds in a different way to humans. Maybe that was why Farley sometimes found it more difficult to understand his Master?

“Keep up, young one,” Master Teller’s smooth and calm voice cut through his mind and he realised he’d been lost in thought again. “Keep your mind on what you’re doing, my Padawan.” I have told you this a thousand times. Her tone was gentle but firm. 

“Yes, Master,” Farley replied brightly as he adjusted his pack and hurried his pace to catch up. Another thought occurred to him as he reached her side, “Master…?”

“Yes?” Master Teller asked knowingly. 

“You’re Umbaran.” 

“Astute observation, Farley,” Master Teller replied dryly. 

“I mean,” he continued, “your people, your homeworld, they’re… Separatists.” 

“They are,” she replied with a sage nod. 

“Doesn’t it bother you? They are your people after all.”

“We are Jedi,” she began calmly, it was rare she ever raised her voice, though Farley could tell when she was disappointed in him. “We are more than just Separatist or Republic.” 

“But we serve the Republic,” Farley replied, confused. 

“Yes we do, but that does not mean we are the Republic,” she gestured to the path ahead, “I am Jedi. To be Jedi means the individual and the group are one and the same. We are with the Force and the Force is with us.”

“So without the Republic, the Jedi would still exist?" Farley asked, trying to get his head around it.

"Correct."

"So if the Republic were to disappear and something else -"

“A grim thought, but yes, that is the idea,” Master Teller conceded. Farley frowned. What would that even look like? A Galaxy with no Republic? He couldn’t really picture it. Though, he wasn’t sure if he was supposed to, considering his Master was always telling him to remain in the present. 

“I guess…” While he was contemplating it, his Master interrupted his distracted thoughts again. 

“What is our mission here, Farley?” the Jedi Knight asked serenely. Farley patted the strap of his pack and smiled. 

“Delivering aid to the Troopers and civilians.” He grinned, as he finally felt a part of the action. Sometimes he felt it wasn’t fair. Other Padawans like Barriss Offee and Ahsoka Tano got to go out in the field and have amazing adventures so often. He tried not to feel jealous… but sometimes, he couldn’t help it. 

Today however, he had the important task of bringing a pack full of rare herbs to a local village so that they could make a very special healing salve, one the Jedi thought lost to time. 

A small squad of Troopers were sent ahead to protect the village while he and Master Teller had been sent to collect the special herbs. The village elder was going to assist them in making the medicine and bring it back to the Temple. It wasn’t a lot of excitement, but the chance to work with some Clone Troopers and finally be able to be a Commander! That was something he’d been waiting for. 

He was going to finally be a part of the war; fighting for the Republic and stopping the Separatists! 

The teenager picked up his pace and continued along the path; his head filled with visions of glory and fighting bad guys. Yes he was a Jedi, and they weren’t supposed to have such silly little fantasies, but the Jedi were known as “Heroes of the Republic” and he wanted to be one too. 

Suddenly everything went dark. 

It was like smoke had flooded the forest. Farley couldn’t see a thing. 

“Master!” he cried. He heard the sound of a lightsaber. He could make out Master Teller’s bright green blade through the darkness. 

“Run Farley!” she implored, and though Farley did not want to, he obeyed her. He had to get to the village and deliver the medicine. 

He leapt along the path, his heart demanding that he turn back around, that he help his Master! The village was not far, if he could get help-- Another flash of green -- but it wasn’t Master Teller’s lightsaber. 

An unsettling face stared back at him, inches away and he recoiled with a start. One blue eye, one glowing green and long white braids, dressed in red and black. He knew her from the holos and from the discussions he’d overheard between Master Teller and Master Shaak Ti. 

“S-Siren…!” he gasped. The tall woman pulled back, a single long, curved knife in her hand. it had green flames flickering over the blade. 

“Padawan,” she replied, assessing him with the tilt of her head. Her voice made him shudder, there was something about the way she spoke that made the Force ripple around him. 

“You don’t scare me,” he cried, reaching for his own weapon and tossing the pack aside. “There is no fear.” The Siren's eyes never left him, but she noticed his focus on the pack.

“What is your mission out here, child?” she asked, rather calmly. Was this some trick? Master Kenobi said she was aligned with the Sith!

“Like I’d tell you anything,” he retorted, taking the defensive stance Master Teller had taught him. She let out a sigh, but her eyes tracked him like a predator. He recalled another Jedi noting something about how this Siren was not human, and the way she watched him with absolute stillness confirmed it. She was creepy. When she did move, it was fluid, almost feline, predatory. She made him feel like prey.

She was scary to look at: her scarred face, spiralling yet jagged tattoos and that steady gaze. She looked like some kind of monster from a youngling story book. Just like the kind of witch that might eat children, towering over him with her evil mismatched glare. 

“You are a child,” she hissed with a curled lip. “Why would the Jedi send children into warzones?” Clearly she was unimpressed with what she considered a lack of a challenge. Farley had enough of being toyed with, left behind and underestimated. He let out a cry as he launched himself at the witch. 

“I’ll show you what this child can do.”

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The colours in the Force changed, right before the attack. Lights sparking in reds and yellows moments before the Jedi Knight was set upon by her unknown attacker and her physical vision went dark. She had called for her Padawan to get clear-- she was not sure of the extent of the danger, and their mission came first. The medical supplies were the most important. Farley had to get them to the village, Avona had to hold off the enemy. She was the Master. She would protect her Padawan.

The man was revealed as he launched through the now clearing smoke, Avona saw that he was Zabrak: though little of him could be seen, only a set of distinctive horns. His face was partially covered from the nose down by a cloth mask. She did not recognise the patterns in his ochre skin, but she recognised the anger in his eyes. The hatred. The colours of light that flared and faded in the Force as he moved with all the grace of a seasoned warrior. 

He struck at her with a curved blade, flaming green, the shade similar to her own lightsaber. It sliced mere inches from her pale face. Her equally pale eyes darted to him as her blade clashed against his. When it met with her saber, she couldn’t cut through it.

His movements were swift and full of rage. The colours flashed around him in lights that only she could see. Her connection to the Force was steeped in the hues of the living world: she perceived it uniquely and unlike most other Jedi. The colours warned her with a spark that allowed her to anticipate her enemy's movements.

The young Zabrak was angry, though she had no idea why, nor did she have time to think. Avona’s training ensured she stayed in the moment. But she was aware that this Zabrak was unfamiliar. 

She fought him back with swift and measured movement. He dove left, she blocked. He swung a kick to her chest, she backflipped. She waited for a break in his guard, after a flurry of strikes, and she hit back. 

He was a brilliant warrior, but unrefined. He was vicious, but untrained in the way of lightsaber combat. It did not mean he was not a strong match for her -- as she quickly realised when she saw the spark too late and was shoved back hard against a huge tree by an unseen blast of pressure. 

He could wield the Force.  Who was this warrior?

"What is it you want?" she bellowed at him. She reached out in the Force, sensing the proximity of her enemy, and her Padawan. The Zabrak before her did not speak, but his pale and almost translucent, colourless eyes glared at her. It gave away his desires.

To kill. 

She sensed her Padawan some distance away, but not nearly far enough! Had neglected to obey her instructions again?

She leapt back from the Zabrak assassin and turned, only to witness a white-haired figure, fending off Farley’s lightsaber attacks. He was in danger.

She moved to rush to his aid, but the assassin stepped into her vision, the wicked blade driving downward. Avona only just blocked it. She required focus. This warrior was no match for her in battle. She was a Jedi Knight, skilled in the art of combat. She needed to put him down quickly, so she could assist her Padawan.

She dug in her heels, and faced him, raising her blade. She charged. It was life or death -- she had to kill him. 

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A child. 

The boy was a child! Little older than the Togruta Zaiya had met some weeks ago. It wasn’t supposed to be a child! 

Zaiya fended off the attacks from the miniature Jedi with relative ease, though he had been trained very well. Why had Feral insisted on taking on the Knight? Why had the Jedi sent out a child for this?!

There were supposed to be two Jedi but no one mentioned he was a kid! She grit her teeth and kept the younger one at bay while she tried to figure a way out. If she really focused, she could kill him rather easily, but she wasn’t trying to. Surely the Knight was enough. She could help Feral… then they could go! Just leave the human behind, he could finish whatever mission he was on. 

Maul could get mad later, but she was not planning to kill him. She was just going to keep the kid out of the way so Feral could finish his fight. A quick glance told her he was keeping his own for now, but this Jedi was clearly skilled. 

“I’d rather not kill you, kid,” she said, looking down at him. There was something in his eyes that unsettled her. Something that reminded her of someone else. 

A long time ago. 

“I won’t go down without a fight,” he replied confidently and slashed at her knees. She leapt back, circling the boy while keeping her blade high. He was feisty, and strong willed… he also had the classic streak of arrogance she had seen in many Jedi she had met. It might have been too late for him. 

“How about you put the weapon down before you hurt yourself?” she retorted and gave him a shove with the Force, knocking his legs out from under him, though she didn’t chase him, just watched him tumble. 

He leapt to his feet with a competent, yet slightly clumsy back spin, and circled around to protect the backpack he’d tossed away. 

“I won’t let you take the medicine,” he warned, slashing at her side. She twisted away, deflecting the blow. 

“I don’t have any interest in your medicine, boy,” she snorted back at him. 

“Liar. You’re a traitor to the Republic!” he growled, his mouth curling in determination. 

“Can’t be a traitor if I never believed in it in the first place,” she countered, kicking him back again, if she could at least knock his weapon away-- 

“Argh--!” She heard Feral cry out, and Zaiya was distracted, seeing Feral clutching at his arm. The boy charged; only to be met with a wave of the Force, mingled with green smoke as Zaiya leapt to the aid of her brother. 

The pale Jedi swung her blade down to deliver the killing blow -- when Zaiya’s blade blocked its target. 

“Not today, Jedi,” she hissed. The Jedi’s eyes widened, as she too recognised Zaiya. 

“The Siren…” 

Zaiya shoved her back and began to circle, while Feral stumbled to his feet behind her. 

“My reputation precedes me, I see,” the Nightsister responded grimly. 

“Master!” the boy cried, rushing forward to aid the woman. 

“Stay back, Farley,” the woman warned calmly, holding out a hand, but not looking away from Zaiya. “Take the medicine and go.” Her instructions were clear, steady. Zaiya saw no reason to interfere with Farley's orders. By the time he reached the village and alerted the Republic troops they had scouted, the Jedi would be dead. She and Feral would be gone.

The boy hesitated. After a moment turned to grab his pack and run. At least he knew when to listen.

The Jedi - an Umbaran from what Zaiya could tell - regarded the equally pale Dathomirian with narrowed eyes. 

“You are… different than I expected,” the Jedi said slowly. What was that supposed to mean?

“Sorry to disappoint,” Zaiya said sarcastically. 

“There is conflict in you.” Immediately Zaiya’s expression hardened and she curled her lip. How dare this Jedi think she knew more about her than herself! Conflict?!  

“Is there.” She spoke flatly, more a challenge than a question. 

“Where’s the other one?” Feral asked from behind her. 

“A Padawan is no test of skill, the Knight will do,” Zaiya replied sharply, leaving no room for argument. The Jedi gave her an infuriating, knowing look. 

“What is your name, Jedi?” Zaiya demanded, before Avona could speak.

“Why do we need her name? We’re just going to kill her,” Feral snarled. He blamed the Jedi for attacking his brothers, hurting them… for not saving them, or any of the other Nightbrothers. But he also held true to the Nightbrother belief of strength prevailing. For him, he had begun a challenge, and now he must win. 

“An opponent must be respected,” she told him. “We must remember the dead.” The Jedi regarded her coolly. 

“I am Jedi Knight, Avona Teller. If you are to kill me, may I at least know the names of my murderers?” she asked with a calm only a Jedi could hold. At least a Jedi would not grovel and beg for life. 

They did not fear death. Feral gave a snort behind her, he was not so in touch with the spiritual aspect of death, but he respected Zaiya enough to honour her wishes, she knew. 

“I am Feral of the Nightbrothers of Dathomir.” 

“You know my name,” Zaiya began but the Jedi Avona just looked at her. 

“I know the name you use as a title… What is your true name?” It was a bold question. No one but the family knew her name. Did it matter now? She had left Dathomir. Avona was about to die…

“Zaiya,” she said, keeping her blade in the ready position, “Zaiya Valessa, formerly of the Lu’Lupta Clan.” Her face was impassive, but a hint of amusement curled at the edge of her lips. 

“Zaiya Valessa,” Avona repeated. Zaiya grimaced, her name sounded wrong coming from this Jedi, souring the entertainment she felt at this Jedi’s presumptuousness. Still, it felt correct at least that Avona would be granted this respect. She was a worthy opponent after all. 

“Avona Teller,” she replied, “you are going to die.” She stepped back, ready to let Feral finish what he started when she heard a cry to her left. 

She saw a flash of plasma and jerked her blade up instinctively. Only to realise it was the boy. 

The Padawan. 

He gasped and sputtered, coughing up blood as his lightsaber dropped and his eyes lowered to Zaiya’s curved blade buried in his chest. 

“No,” Avona lamented and Zaiya heard the Force around them become a torrent of pain and rage and sadness. The once calm Umbaran launched at her and Zaiya could only stare at the boy with wide eyes at the end of her blade. 

What was he doing?! Why had he not fled as he was told?! 

Feral intercepted the strike meant for Zaiya, pushing the distraught Jedi back with all the fierceness of a warrior. Zaiya pushed the shock aside, the rage rising in her. 

Idiot! Foolish child! What was he thinking?! She withdrew her blade slowly, and he fell back onto the mossy ground. His brown eyes searching, his face contorted in pain. He was fading fast, but he was suffering. 

She heard a cry and leapt to one side, avoiding Avona’s blade by mere inches. The boy’s condition had to wait. 

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No… 

Farley. 

She couldn’t let this happen. Everything moved so fast. One moment, all was calm, she was talking them down. It was just her, and the two Zabraks. Farley was safe. Why did he come back?

Avona attacked. She had to keep the panic at bay, she had to save her Padawan. The colours of the Force flared in sharp, frantic blasts. Her emotions were too raw to be fully controlled. Farley. She had to protect him.

The Nighsister was a traitor to the Republic. She had stabbed Farley. Her Padawan. A child. Her vision was filled with the clashing of green on green as the offending witch faced her. Avona let out a cry as she charged. 

She flipped back to get some distance, if she could grab him-- 

But Siren was too quick, closing in and slashing at her. Avona blocked, pushing the witch back to attack again-- 

“Ahh!” she cried out as pain bloomed across her back. The Jedi stumbled. Another cut across her arms, and her grip faltered. No. Farley. Her breath caught as she felt agony searing in her middle. The long blade of Feral’s weapon stuck out from her belly. The marked warrior and traitorous witch had bested her. She tried to reach for her weapon, but her knees gave out. 

Avona collapsed; her vision and the colours began to fade. 

As she stared at the sky, her pain began to dissipate. Her training had cushioned her fall into death, but she couldn't go. 

Not yet. 

She sensed Farley's life-force draining across from her: it wouldn't be long now, until he was ready. She was determined to wait for him, to guide him one last time. They could return to the Force together.

She reached out to him, calming, soothing. 

I'm here. Then she stretched herself across the galaxy, in the Force and the spectrum of colours. She called to her, one last time. Vibrant memories of burnt orange skin, a soft embrace. Warmth, acceptance, a lifetime of neglected touch. A vow to something bigger than them all. 

As Avona lay dying, committed to her order until the very last moment, she made her final promise, and knew that Shaak-Ti could hear her.

I will find you.

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"Shh, It's okay. You're safe here now" - Boba Fett X AFAB!Fem!Reader❅

"Cry, yell, whatever. I'm not going to leave your side" - Obiwan Kenobi X AFAB!Fem!Reader❅

"I cannot stand you, and yet I also cannot stand to be away from you." - Darth Maul X AFAB!Fem!Reader

"For years I have yearned for you, in secrecy and silence." - Loki Laufeyson X AFAB!Fem!Reader

"You were having a nightmare" - Kylo Ren X AFAB!Fem!Reader

Warm bath - Daimyo Boba Fett X AFAB!Fem!Reader

Much needed hug - Din Djarin X AFAB!Fem!Reader

“Would it help if I stayed?” -

"Yeah, you're cold, I'm giving you my jacket." - Poe Dameron X AFAB!Fem!Reader

Tender sex - Kanan Jarrus X AFAB!Fem!Reader

Temperature Play/Drinking - Poe Dameron X AFAB!Fem!Reader

Size difference - Kylo Ren X AFAB!Fem!Reader

“Can you read to me?” -

"Stay the night" - Daredevil X AFAB!Fem!Reader

First snow -

Warmth by a fire -

Running their fingers through your hair while you sleep - Darth Maul X AFAB!Fem!Reader

Eye contact - Crosshair X AFAB!Fem!Reader

Drunk love confessions -

Saying I love you while they're sleeping / pretending to sleep -

"Let me take care of you" - Anakin Skywalker X AFAB!Fem!Reader

"Come back to bed" - Anakin Skywalker X AFAB!Fem!Reader

"Lay down with me" -

"Stop fighting, let your body rest" -

"I trust you" - Simon 'Ghost' Riley X AFAB!Fem!Reader

"You are the bane of my existence and the object of my desire" -

Stitching them up - Matt Murdock (Daredevil) X AFAB!Fem!Reader

Say that again - Simon 'Ghost Riley X AFAB!Fem!Reader

Putting a blanket over you -

Falling asleep on their chest -

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