#deeja wips

[deejadabbles]

WIP Poll!

The results are in! You guys ask, I sometimes occasionally rarely want to deliver! The Fives x shy!reader fluff won by a long shot, so here's a preview of that fic for you guys <3

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“Feast your eyes, boys!” the voice boomed. 

You’d heard that voice, or rather, similar tones, everyday all day, but something about this clone drew your eyes from your work. In the middle of a group of other clones stood a man in the most unique armor you’d seen. He was waving his hands up and down over said armor, giving his brothers a slow turn in a parody of a fashion show.

“Fresh off an engineer’s work table,” the man continued, “the new mark two armor is lighter and more durable than ever. Plus!” he turned and lifted his kama to show the crowd his armored backside, “They finally gave our asses some coverage! No more plastoid wedgies for us!”

“Lucky!” Hardcase called, “How come you get the new armor?” 

“Because I’m the ARC trooper!” the showboater claimed with pride, “Don’t worry, they’ll be rolling this KIT out for everyone soon, ARCs just get special treatment.”

“Or maybe they’re using you guys as guinea pigs to work out the last kinks!”

That got some chuckles from the crowd, but the ARC didn’t seem to mind, instead, he started posing. Flexing his muscles in the style of a damn holozine model, “Hey, don’t hate me just because I make this armor look good,” he purred as he started turning this way and that with every dramatic movement of his arms.

Despite yourself, you let out a string of giggles at the sight, covering your face with the back of your hand when the giggles went on longer than a simple moment. You couldn’t help it, the man had flair for sure. When you got the laugh under control, your eyes flickered back to the group-

Only to see that the ARC had noticed and was staring at you with a curious brow raised.

Your stomach dropped instantly at being seen, so you quickly forced your expression into a professional slate and turned back to your work, face hot. To your complete dismay, the trooper did not seem interested in showing off for his brothers anymore.

“Excuse me, boys, but it seems I’ve caught someone’s attention.”

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[dystopicjumpsuit]

WIP Wednesday

Thanks for the tags @wolffegirlsunite @deejadabbles and @anxiouspineapple99!

I wasn't sure what to post today until I read Deeja's snippet, and it reminded me of how absolutely goddamn enraging the Citadel arc is, so here you go: a posthumous rant by Fives, delivered via Rex and Cerra.

A/N: I'm pro-Jedi, but I take issue with a lot of their choices, and the Citadel arc is really hard for me to swallow.

Echo had an odd expression on his face, and he looked back and forth between Rex and Cerra a few times before he seemed to make a decision. “Can I ask something?”

“Shoot,” Cerra said.

“How was Fives after Lola Sayu?”

Cerra felt like he’d punched all the air out of her lungs. She had no idea how to respond, or what could have prompted him to ask the question. She looked to Rex, who lowered his cup slowly.

“He… was angry,” Rex said slowly. “He said the Jedi had a double standard in how the clones were treated.”

“What kind of double standard?” Echo asked.

Rex hesitated, so Cerra answered. “They ordered him to leave you behind, to keep moving. But when the Jedi died, they somehow found time to give him a kriffing funeral. Just for the Jedi, of course. Not for the clones who died to protect all of them.”

Rex cleared his throat, patently uncomfortable with Cerra’s open criticism of the Jedi. She took a deep breath and forced herself to stop talking before she went too far.

“After that,” Rex said, “Fives was even more dedicated to protecting his brothers. He felt he couldn’t count on anyone else to do it. That’s why he took such insane risks at Umbara, and that’s what drove him when he was investigating the inhibitor chips.”

The group lapsed into silence, and Cerra found that the conversation wasn’t as painful or awkward as she had expected it to be.

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NPTs, and sorry for double-tagging anyone: @wings-and-beskar @blueink-bluesoul @littlemissmanga @imarvelatthestars @sunshinesdaydream @arcsimper5 @starrylothcat @sinfulsalutations @523rdrebel and anyone else who wants to share a snippet!

[corrieguards]

Hi darling! I hope you're having a wonderful day, and that you haven't answered these already lol 🎀 🪄 💋 💌

fic writer asks

Deeja my love🩷 Hope you're having the greatest day yourself bc you deserve it <33

🎀give yourself a compliment about your own writing

*squints suspiciously* you chose this one on purpose didn't you?

Self-compliments don't come easy to me (do they for anyone?) but I'll try <3 I like how easily dialoge comes to me, even between differnt characters and voices. Maybe it's just because I'm that obsessed with these boys, but I'm kinda proud of how well I can transition between them and give them their own personal voices.

🪄what is your post-writing/sharing aftercare? How do you take care of yourself or celebrate yourself when you've finished a fic?

answered here <33

💋when you leave comments on a fic, do you want to hear back from the writer?

I never expect it, bc they owe me nothing. But ngl, it does make me really happy when they do reply, and I try to reply to comments on my own fics as much as possible for this reason

💌share something with us about an up-and-coming work (WIP) that has you excited!

I've already talked about it a little, but I'm so excited to share my Rex x OC series called 'From the Ashes of War' that I'm currently slaving on.

It's set just after Order 66 so it's got a lot of angsty feels, mutual pining, and all that juicy stuff. The story is slowly slowly starting to piece together and I can't wait to finally have the first few chapters up to scratch enough to finally share it with the rest of y'all!! 🩷

[daedriclorde]

So I was on the UESP researching stuff for my WIP, like you do

And it is heavily implied there that Gulum-Ei is Jaree-Ra and Deeja’s brother!

And I know I’m a nerd because that excited me A WHOLE LOT. Like think about the possibilities! How does Gulum-Ei react to the deaths of his siblings? Is he angry at the DB? Does he mourn them? Or were their deaths a foreseen inevitability? Does he simply shrug it off, and claim their shares of Solitude’s illicit activities?

Imagine if there was dialogue for this. If the DB could persuade Jaree-Ra or Deeja by using Gulum-Ei, or threatening Gulum-Ei if the DB has already killed his siblings. I won’t abandon my WIP to pursue this, but DAMN could that be fun to explore.

[deejadabbles]

Spicy content under the cut

@littlemissmanga so, in response to this (wanted to post separately so I don't annoy anyone with my NSFT BS lol) I just want to say....Listen....I never need a reason to start another WIP since self control is a total stranger to me. But this is also totally your fault, Beth XD

You also can't make sweet compliments at me like that and expect me NOT to start writing, you're too sweet 😭

[deejadabbles]

WIP Wednesday!

I was tagged by @blueink-bluesoul @anxiouspineapple99 and @sinfulsalutations thank you guys!

This is from the first chapter of "The Captain and the Shadow", the Rex x Jedi reader series I've mentioned in the past. I promise I haven't forgotten about it, it's just been put to the back burner for awhile 😅

Rex did take the moment to examine you a little more closely, though. Your garb was…actually just the slightest bit reminiscent of jedi robes, though he knew no one would make that connection unless they knew your true identity. The clothes also succeeded in hiding everything about you, the androgynous fit giving away nothing of your gender, age, or even species.

When you reached the last door of the second floor, you tossed another credit chit to a pantoran man leaning against the railing. “Make sure we aren’t disturbed,” you ordered, before opening the door to a private room.

They all stepped in after you, and Echo sealed the entry shut the moment they were all in. The room was small, with a booth of benches and table at the center that might transform into a bed with some work.

“The room’s been sound sealed,” you said, and the more that heavily modulated voice spoke, the more he started to liken it to a metallic growl. “We can speak freely in here, Anakin.”

The general took that as an invitation to remove his head gear and the rest of them followed suit one by one. When Rex and his brothers tucked the bounty hunter helmets under their arms (as was habit with their own armor) the visor of yours snapped to them.

“Clones?” you asked, “the council let you bring clones?”

Ahsoka, who had just removed her mask, narrowed her eyes at you. “This is Captain Rex, and ARC troopers Echo and Fives. They’re some of the best men you’ll ever fight beside!”

“Snips,” Anakin warned, just as you chuckled- or at least, that’s what it sounded like through the modulator.

That’s when you reached up and lifted your own helmet. Rex was rarely taken by surprise anymore, he wasn’t sure what he had been expecting under that bucket, but when your face was revealed, he found himself caught off guard. And he didn’t even know why.

“I see your apprentice is just as sassy as you, Ani,” you said with a grin, your real voice finally shining through, “I didn’t mean any offense by it.” That's when you turned to face Rex and his men, “I’m just surprised the council let troopers in on such…delicate jedi business.” You held out your hand to Rex, “pleasure to meet you, Captain.”

I'm 99% sure everyone I would have tagged has been tagged already! but if you see this and want to do it, consider yourself tagged!!

[deejadabbles]

~last line challenge~

I was tagged by the lovely @blueink-bluesoul ! Thank you bby <3 Rules: in a new post, show the last line you wrote (or drew) and tag as many people as there are words (or however many you like). Since Sev posted more than one line I can't resist the urge to do the same lol (also can't mention this fic without giving everyone a taste~) Spicy warning ahead!

You turned to Fives fully, and patted your lap, "Alright, do your worst."

With that, the datapad speakers started blaring music, which made Fives clap his hands, "Perfect! Oh, sweetheart, you're in for a treat."

He started the dance by trailing his hands down his chest again, slow this time, keeping his eyes locked on yours. Then he was on you. He framed your knees with his, hovering over your thighs as he started rolling his hips side to side.

Those hands moved over said hips, until they rested on his thighs, drawing your attention just where he wanted. That's when he bent his knees, placing his ass on your lap just as he started moving his hips back and forth.

His smug grin was wide as he mouthed the lyrics of the song, now tucking those hands behind his head and bouncing his chest to the beat of the music.

The motion made you jolt despite yourself, and you had to resist the urge to grind up into his tempting ass.

Gonna (no pressure) tag: @anxiouspineapple99 @littlemissmanga @dystopicjumpsuit @wings-and-beskar @starrylothcat @wolffegirlsunite

[deejadabbles]

WIP Wednesday!

Thank you so much @sleepingsun501 for the tag!

These are some paragraphs from the next instalment of my Hunter x Reader x Hound filth. These lines aren't explicit in of themselves but still be cautious if you click the read more lol

Hunter’s back straightened a little. From his batch mates, such a statement wouldn’t be amiss, but a reg? He wasn’t used to other clones being so casual with him. So…open, even. Especially not one he just met.

Before he answered, Hunter took a swig of his drink. “That doesn’t answer my question: why would we team up? Just because she’s the main draw, doesn’t mean the competition won’t be fun.” ‘And I can keep her to myself when I corner her like a big bad wolf.’

That smirk of Hound’s never faltered, “Listen, I’ve heard of you, Mr. Bad Batch. Your heightened senses give you a nice edge, but I know the lay of the land. You’re in the city now, not some wild forest. I live and breathe Coruscant every day, I can search it with my eyes closed. Together, she doesn’t stand a chance at evading us.”

That primal something in Hunter’s belly stirred again at the choice of words. Not to mention, the memory of your arousal was still hot against his senses. The two men weren’t the only ones who were already enjoying this game.

NPT: @blueink-bluesoul @littlemissmanga @dystopicjumpsuit @anxiouspineapple99 @mandos-mind-trick @wings-and-beskar

[deejadabbles]

I heard it's WIP Wednesday??

I have a whole army of WIPs I could post about, but, I'm gonna give yall a sneak peak of The Handmaiden's Fox chapter two! If all goes to plan, I'll have it up for you darlings this weekend <3 here's a taste:

The moment they entered the hall, Fox laid eyes on Grizzer, wagging the whole bottom half of his body with delight while you, bent to one knee, gave him little scratches under the chin.

“My my, aren’t you a handsome creature?” you cooed, face more soft than Fox had yet to see. “Are you here to protect our loyal troops from bad guys? I bet you are.”

Hound nudged Fox’s arm with a stupid grin, “See? Grizzer can melt anyone's heart.”

You finally tore your eyes away from the massiff (who looked like he was falling in love with you right there) and nodded at the two of them, “Grizzer, is it? What a perfect name. And yours, trooper?”

“Hound, ma’am,” the Sergeant replied with delight, and Fox narrowed his eyes at his brother’s suddenly low, intimate tone. “Pleasure to meet you.”

“The pleasure is mine,” you said, and finally rose back to a standing position, much to Grizzer’s dismay, though he obediently came to Hound’s side with a whistle. You nodded at Fox “Commander, I apologize for intruding, but, when I expressed my need to see you, Commander Thorn escorted me back here.” 

You waved a hand over your shoulder, and it was only then that he realized Thorn was leaning against the door frame. The other man might have had his helmet on, but something told Fox there was a shit eating grin behind it. Thorn had listened to many of Fox’s rants regarding the Amidala situation, and a majority of the rants included you. Thorn must be loving that he delivered a headache right into his break room.

He had not had enough caf to deal with all this.

“What brings you here, ma’am?” He asked finally, if only to ignore the strange awkwardness he felt as your gaze examined his face. This would be the first time you’d seen him with his helmet, though he wasn’t sure why he cared, considering his face was the same as all clones. Under your gaze he felt oddly…exposed. 

“A peace offering,” you answered. “Considering the…trouble we caused you with the 187-24 violation, Senator Amidala wants to show her cooperation. We invite you to search her apartments and staff quarters for anything else that might be against these new regulations. We have no intention of causing you anymore trouble, Commander, and hope that this will be a gesture of good faith.”

‘No intentions of causing trouble’ sure, Fox would believe that when he saw it. Still, he supposed it was a good offer on your end. He didn’t honestly believe that you or the others meant anything ill intentioned, you were all just stuck in the old ways and were adjusting to the new rules. And here you were, offering to make his job easier. He supposed he could appreciate the, what had you called it? Peace offering?

“That’s very considerate of you- er, Senator Amidala, I mean. When would you be available for the search?”

“Tomorrow, 1700 hours?”

He thought for a moment, his week’s schedule flipping through his mind like a card wheel. He usually just spent that time catching up on paperwork in his office and…he had a sneaking suspicion that you knew that, and was exactly why you suggested it.

“That should work,” was all he offered in reply.

“Excellent,” you bowed your head again, “I won’t take up anymore of your time, Fox, please have a pleasant evening, we will see you tomorrow.”

A nod towards Hound, a short wave of fingers at a smiling Grizzer, and a bow to Thorn, without another word, you were gone in a sweep of your elegant cape.

“Kriff, she’s pretty,” Hound whistled.

“What?” Fox snapped, finally taking another sip of caf from his mug.

“He Said,” Thorn started in a much too loud voice, “She’s Pretty! You never mentioned that all the times you bitched about her.”

“Will you shut up?” Fox hissed, “She can probably still hear you.” With the way you always seemed to know everything, Fox thought you must have had ears like a bothan bat. “Besides, Hound thinks anything with a pulse is pretty,” he took another drink, “hence why he likes that thing,” he waved the mug at Grizzer, who tilted his head and let out a little whine.

“Don’t feel bad, Grizzy,” Thorn comforted in a simpering tone, “Foxy is just mad because that pretty little natborn is giving him more than he can chew.”

Fox let out a long, suffering sigh and turned on his heel, “I’m going back to my office, don’t bother me unless you want a face full of hot caf.”

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[deejadabbles]

I am here to stir the pots thots! After the delicious ideas that arose in this post (especially in the comments lol) I couldn't get this idea out of my head. @blueink-bluesoul I hope this is a fitting apology for adding to your WIPs 😜

(Implied) Hunter x reader x Hound

warnings for: highly suggestive themes (Minors DNI) jealous and possessive Hunter, predator/prey elements and vibes, scent kink, mentions of alcohol.

Hunter had never considered himself a possessive man.

Slow to trust? Sure. Protective of his loved ones? Absolutely. Overly protective of some? Well, he was too big of a man to wave off the notion without thought.

But possessive?

Hunter had never considered it, or jealously, for that matter. That is, until he met Hound. More specifically, until he saw the way you lit up around Hound.

You had spent the first year of the war on Coruscant, working closely with the Corrie Guard, until your skills landed you with the Bad Batch. It made sense that you had...old friends, that some of the boys in red and white had gotten your affection long before you even met Hunter and the others.

Logically, he knew that, but even still, Hunter couldn't deny the clench of anger that filled his chest when he saw you run at the ARF trooper with that adorable smile. And he certainly couldn't deny the growl that escaped him when said trooper scooped you up in his arms and held you tight.

He couldn't stay annoyed at the other man for long, though, especially not when Hound was so enthusiastic as he pulled Hunter into a brotherly hand shake when you introduced them. Still, with you squished between them in a booth at 79's, Hunter couldn't shake the nagging urge to pull you against him every time Hound rubbed your shoulder or nuzzled against your skin. Especially since you giggled every time he did it.

"You know, Hound, I think Hunter's the only trooper that may have your tracking skills beat."

That brought him out of his possessive musings, your praise like music to his ears. Hound did not seem bothered by your comment, if anything, the ARF trooper quirked a brow in interest.

"Oh yeah? That's high praise coming from you, cyare. That true, Sarge?"

Tech was always the best one at bragging (or, "stating fact" as he called it) but somehow, Hunter couldn't find it in himself to be humble right now.

"I'm the best tracker in the GAR," but, because he still had a nice side, he added, "I'm sure you've got some skills too, though."

That made Hound laugh, a bark of a thing, staying true to his name. "Oh, that almost sounded like a challenge, brother."

"Ooo," you smiled into your drink, eyes darting between the two of them, "now that's something I'd like to see."

Hunter flicked his eyes down to you, and he liked the way you squirmed a little under his half-lidded gaze. "Maybe we should test our skills against each other." He looked back up at Hound, who was wearing a mischievous, toothy grin.

"I'm in, how do you want to do this?" The way Hound looked down at you, much in the same way Hunter couldn't keep his eyes off you, gave the sergeant an idea.

"You wanna help us, mesh'la?" Hunter asked, making sure his tone was low, the tone that he new made your heart race.

Your throat clenched as you swallowed, "How would I do that?"

Hound made a knowing sound, his grin somehow getting wider. "I think he wants us to track you, sweetheart. Wants us hunt you across Coruscant."

Oh, Hunter could feel your reaction to that and if all this time around you in the tight quarters of the Marauder hadn't taught him a new level of self control, he might have given into the urge to slip his hand down your body right there.

Instead, Hunter said, "Catching you would be the best prize, after all."

Maker, if he could smell your excitement already, what state would you be in when they track you down and caught you like a scared doe?

"Al-" you had to clear your throat, "Alright, I'll be your little prize."

Hound sounded more like a cat when he purred, "That's the brave girl I remember. This is going to be fun."

Hunter scooted back in his seat, allowing you just enough room to squeeze past him and leave the booth. "We'll give you a head start, mesh'la. Don't make this easy on us."

If you were shocked at the abruptness of the command, you didn't let it show. Instead, you downed the last of your drink, made sure your perfect ass brushed against him as you climbed out of the booth, and scurried away at a fast pace.

Hunter could feel something primal stirring low in his stomach, and, sitting beside him, he knew Hound was feeling the same thing.

[deejadabbles]

WIP Wednesday

@blueink-bluesoul @dystopicjumpsuit thanks for the tags bbys ✨

So, because I'm still in a writing slump I don't really have a proper WIP to share. But, since I'm currently curled up on the floor with horrible cramps, I wanted to write a lil something to make me feel better, so I'll just share that with you guys at least lol I just really want a handsome copy paste boy to rub my tummy with his big, strong, warm hands ya know?

You can picture this drabble with any clone, but I'd love to hear your headcanons on who'd be the best at comforting period pains 👀

You were hovering somewhere between sleep and groggy wakefulness. Mind still a haze, but aware enough to register the stabbing sensation twisting your gut.

Seriously? Your body couldn't wake up enough to do anything about it but was still yelling 'hey, you're in agonizing pain, just so you know!' at you? Typical.

At least you were aware enough to feel something warm slide across your hip and lay gently over your lower belly.

"Baby," his voice, husky from sleep of his own, filled your ear, "come on, wake up, you're whimpering again." Then you registered lips pressing delicate kisses just below your ear, soothing you into wakefulness, "Cyare. Wake up, love... that's it."

He praised you as your eyes finally fluttered open, his big hand rubbing calm circles into your aches while he nuzzled your neck.

"There we go. How can I help, mesh'la? Want me to heat up your hot water bottle?"

"Inna minute" you mumble, words still slurred from sleep and pain, "for now just" you sighed, pushing a little insistently into his soothing hand, "just keep doing that. Feels nice."

He chuckled, but didn't deny your request, instead just pressing lazy kisses to your neck while massaging your cramps away.

"If your back's hurting too, I can rub that next," he said, and you were once again reminded that he was the most perfect man in the galaxy.

"Kriff, what'd I do to deserve someone so sweet?"

He just hummed as he pressed closer to you, "Just doing what I can for my cyare. Don't worry, baby, I've got you, I'll take good care of you all night if I have to."

I think everyone's been tagged already but if you post your own WIP let me know 💕

[deejadabbles]

Hey everyone, so I'm making this post to test the waters for something. I started drafting wips for several mini series involving different clones, but, when I posted the first part of Echo's series it barely got any interaction.

I know I should be writing for myself but I don't see any point in putting work into actual series if there won't be any engagement. So below I'm listing the idea for my other stories, and if you like any of the ideas, please interact with this post, reblog it comment, let me know what you think ❤️

The Captain and the Shadow

Captain Rex x Jedi Reder. Forbidden romance vibes, mutual pining. You are a Jedi shadow, charged with gathering Intel for the republic while under deep cover. Your job is lonely but, several missions along side Skywalker's top man, Rex, will have something more than simple camradire brewing.

Hunter and Bounty

Hunter x Mercenary Reader. Enemies to lovers, lots of sexual tension. You're a drifter who did what they had to to survive, you had your morals, but, few knew that. Including a certain clone sergeant who you keep coming across during jobs. He's a handsome one but you definitely weren't growing a soft spot for him- were you?

The Scientist and the Scholar

Tech x Jedi Reder. Nerds in love vibes, first loves. You are one of the lead teachers of the Jedi order, your connection to the force and intellect are renown. Tasked with preparing younglings for these trying times, you are rarely sent out into the field, when you are, however, you're paired with a special group of clones. And one of them is quite like-minded, and curious of everything about you.

I will be continuing the Echo series, just because I love him and he needs more love, but before I dedicate more time to the others stories I want to see if there's any interest in them. Let me know what you guys think.

[deejadabbles]

I feel like the more chapters of my Band AU I post the more I'm gonna be judged about my taste in music XD

[deejadabbles]

Thank you so much for tagging me @sleepingsun501 and @blueink-bluesoul this is such a cool idea! And will hopefully help me decide what to focus on 😅

Rules: Make a 24-hour poll with the names of your wips, let it run, then write one sentence for every vote the winner received.

These are by far not all of my WIPs but they're the ones that deserve the most attention 😅 I'd appreciate you guys helping me decide!

No pressure tags: @dystopicjumpsuit @littlemissmanga @sunshinesdaydream @starrylothcat @starqueensthings @523rdrebel @sinfulsalutations @ladyzirkonia @anxiouspineapple99 @wings-and-beskar I can never remember everyone's tags I'm sorry 😭