#kit fisto x aayla secura

[ionlymadethissoicouldleaveanask]

I never really got into comics (despite being a huge nerd) however my local library had quite a collection of the original Clone Wars-era comic books and… gol dang some of those were good.

I’ve talked about how much I love the Kit Fisto/Aayla Secura ship, but my heavens you guys. The artists of this era had absolutely zero chill when it came to those two. Zero. Chill.

I mean look at this.

Then (I know I’ve already talked about this one, but still) there’s Shaak Ti being absolutely unnecessarily touchy around Alpha-17, which led to yet another rarepair wracking my brain.

Then there’s Mak Lotor and Kass Tod, two padawans whose masters died early in the war.

(They’re form the Jabiim arc, so… I’ll just leave that there. But they’re adorable.)

Anyway. I’m not a big comics guy but boy howdy did some of these comics go hard.

[rien-maz]

I got bored so I did this thing with different peirings that I like or dislike.

Oh yeah, I don't really like CodyWan because I see them more as battle buddies and friends than lovers + I've disliked Anakin and Padme's relationship since I was a kid for some reason because I don't think they're right for each other

[xiema]

Star wars x animal crossing au: Aayla Secura and Kit Fisto

[kiyoykin]

Do we have any fans of them here?

[noncanonship]

I published my first QuinObi!

Here's a little snippet for fun.... read it all on AO3.

“Obi?” Kit repeated with patience.

“My hyperdrive ring disconnected mid-hyperspace. R4 and I are fine, and the ship is fine. But, the ring’s gone. I’m near Karfeddion, though, so I plan to land and figure something out, likely head to Asmeru. No need for a rescue yet. I merely wanted to call it in per protocol.”

“Karfeddion?” Aayla said with some alarm.

“Yes, according to R4’s scan.”

“My master’s there on a mission. Don’t blow his cover,” she said.

Obi-Wan’s stomach did a little dance at the mention of Quinlan. He wouldn’t be able to see him, of course, he knew that. Maybe he’d catch a glance, but they certainly couldn’t interact. Definitely not with him landing in a Jedi Starfighter.

“I won’t. But that’s helpful information to know, so thank you. He never tells me where he goes until after he’s back.”

“Yes, he is rather good at his secrets,” Kit said, mouth quirking into a little smirk. 

Just as Obi-Wan knew Kit’s secrets, the Nautolan knew his as well.

“We’re in the next system over. We can be there in two standard days. No need to go to Asmeru, plus we can recover your ship for inspection,” Aayla said, very matter-of-fact.

“Thank you. I’ll be on the surface. Just call when you exit hyperspace and I’ll meet you. No need to alert the locals to our rendezvous.”

“While you’re down there, try hard not to blow Quinlan’s, uh, cover.” Kit grinned, and Obi-Wan couldn’t help the rushing heat to his face and neck.

[danceswithsporks]

One of my ship frames is complete!

[imjustapoorwayfaringgeek]

WHAT'S UP WITH AAYLA AND KIT??

[kaixcastiel27]

update on old friends become more!!!!

[ionlymadethissoicouldleaveanask]

"Thank you, I really hate it."

"Who's at your house right now?"

"The devil knows I tried."

Any for whoever you like! (Don't feel like you have to use all of them unless you want to!)

This took me a while to finally put some time together, but here we go! In honor of the season, I went with all Star Wars characters.

All prompts are taken from this list! Feel free to send me more!

"Thank you, I really hate it."

"So? What do you think?"

She looked so happy. So proud of the decorations she had somehow managed to string up around his office without him realizing. It was clear that she had worked hard on it. He didn't have it in him to tell her that it was completely out of place in a marshal commander's office.

"It looks... great," Fox finally answered.

Riyo laughed, the sound clear and clean and bright. It was probably his favorite sound. "You can be honest, Fox," she said, leaning forward to wrap her hands around his arm and lean her head on his shoulder. "I went overboard, didn't I?"

Fox started to shake his head no because he didn't have it in him to tell her that he didn't love anything she'd ever done. Because, as Thorn kept reminding him, he was entirely useless when it came to one Senator Riyo Chuchi.

Her hand caught the side of his face mid-motion. "It's okay," she said with a sweet smile, pressing her perfect lips against the corner of his mouth. "I don't even like it. It's too much."

Fox sighed. He ran a gloved hand through his hair. "Thank you," he said sincerely. "I really hate it."

Riyo laughed again. "I know," she said, kissing him again. Then she pulled away, looking out at the display skeptically. She then turned toward him, wearing a hopeful grin. "So... help me take it down?"

"Who's at your house right now?"

"Bly," Aayla Secura said, rubbing her eyes. She checked the chronometer beside her bed to confirm that it was, in fact, the middle of the night. For some reason her commander had called her and his small holographic avatar was fully kitted in armor.

"Sorry for the late call, General," Bly said in his typical no-nonsense attitude. "We've received orders from the Jedi Temple. We're..." he trailed off, eyes going wide in surprise when an arm wrapped around Aayla's waist in her bed.

The clone trooper grinned like a man who had just caught his little sister out past curfew. "General," he said in a playfully reproachful tone, "there wouldn't happen to be someone in your quarters with you, would there?"

Aayla sighed tiredly, pinching the bridge of her nose. In spite of the awkwardness of the situation, she found her body instinctively snuggling into the warm figure behind her. "I'll... I'll be up to the bridge in a few minutes," she groaned, ignoring the commander's teasing question.

"Of course, Ma'am," Bly said, grinning like the Loth-cat that ate the Porg. He leaned forward to end the call but paused for just a moment. "Tell General Fisto I say 'hello,'" he added. Then he ended the call before she had a chance to protest.

Aayla twisted on her small bed to bring herself face-to-face with her companion. "You're ridiculous," she muttered, her tone gentle in spite of her terse words. She knew that Bly was never going to let her live it down.

It wasn't even like anything had happened... she and Kit had finally had an excuse to see each other. They stayed up late catching up, and she wasn't going to make him return to his own ship when he was half-asleep. It wasn't her fault that her quarters only had one viable option for sleep furniture.

It also wasn't her fault that her fellow Jedi's arms felt so right wrapped around her throughout the night.

"Sorry," Kit replied without even a hint of apology in his voice. He smiled - not his signature smile for which he was known, but a small, intimate grin that he reserved only for her - as she ran a finger along his jawline.

His deep, dark eyes fluttered open and caught hers, and for a moment she forgot what she had been annoyed about. Unfortunately for them, time was never something they had much of.

"Duty calls," she sighed, sadly pulling herself out of his grip. He playfully held onto her for just a moment, and she couldn't help imagining a different life - one in which they spent lazy mornings in bed, and she could allow herself to be drawn in by the almost irresistible pull of his warm arms indefinitely.

Then they both rolled out of bed and tried to make themselves look presentable. They had work to do.

"The devil knows I tried."

Derek "Hobbie" Klivian was a great pilot. He had flown through some of the most gripping battles of the Rebellion's short history, and was an Ace several times over. He was a member of the Rebellion's most decorated squadron, and that was by no accident.

Unfortunately, as good a pilot as Hobbie Klivian may be, he seemed to be even better at crashing.

This last time, though... he'd been almost sure that it was going to be his last. Rogue Squadron was running defense for the ground troops fleeing the Imperial walkers. It was a losing battle. They knew that going in... all that mattered was that the transports had made it out.

The soldiers on the ground weren't making it out fast enough. That lead walker was tearing them up. Hobbie's T-47 wasn't going to limp back to the staging area... it had taken too much damage already. But it could help them.

"Be ready to eject," Hobbie growled back to his gunner as he spun the speeder around. Ommis said something back, but Hobbie wasn't listening. He was lining up the perfect shot.

The lead AT-AT seemed to figure out what he was doing. He grinned smugly. You're too late. He jammed the throttle to maximum, the craft shaking as the walker turned its guns on them.

"Canopy, canopy, canopy!" Hobbie cried out, slapping the eject control. The cockpit canopy burst up and back, and then both he and Ommis were blasted into the air behind it. It was close... very close. Two seconds after they ejected, their crippled craft smashed through the cockpit of the walker.

Hobbie had only a moment to grin and enjoy his victory. Then a chunk of debris collided with his helmet, and everything went black.

---

The gentle whirs and beeps of a medbay were by now a familiar sound to Derek Klivian. They practically felt like home. Still, he was surprised when his eyes opened again.

"Welcome back to the land of the living," cried out the overly excited voice of his squadmate Wes Janson. "You gave us a scare on that one." The other pilot reached out and roughly shook Hobbie's shoulder.

"Let go of him, Wes," he heard another pilot say. "Your going to shake his brain loose... what's left of it, anyway." When Hobbie managed to focus his eyes he found Wedge Antilles grinning down at him. "Janson's right, though," the squadron leader said, crossing his arms over his chest. "You just about got yourself this time."

"Devil knows I tried," Hobbie replied, groaning as he forced himself into a sitting position. "How's Kesin?"

"Complaining, as usual," Wes laughed. "You should see the mileage he's getting out of the medical staff. He really thinks he's going to get one of them to fall in love with him this time."

Hobbie grinned in spite of the dull throbbing pain he felt in his... everything. "Can't blame a man for trying." He caught sight of one of the nurses walking by his door and grinned wider. "I might take a shot at it myself."

Wedge rolled his eyes. "Incorrigible. All of you," he said, shaking his head like a disappointed father. He couldn't keep the smirk off his lips as he turned to Wes. "Let's go, Janson," he sighed, throwing an arm around the other man's shoulders. "Looks like we need to give Hobbie a chance to speak with the locals."

As his squadmates left the room, Hobbie laid his head back. It was surreal, surviving yet another crash. He was beyond making a pastime out of it... the words 'crash' and 'Klivian' were practically synonyms at this point.

Still, he reasoned with a shrug, it could be worse. Besides... everybody's got to have a hobby.

[droolingvenus]

Enter Here:

Hello, and welcome to my little corner of Hell! You can call me Venus, I'm not new to this hellsite by any means and I finally decided it was time to carve out the niche in the Star Wars fandom that I always dreamed of someone else making.

On this blog, I will be posting various headcanons, blurbs, quotes, fanart, possibly fanfictions of my own writing, all relating to what I consider to be my favorite ships, including rare pairings and a variety of ships that I think I came up with because I am single IRL and would really rather not be.

I personally write a ridiculous amount of self-indulgent fanfiction that I don't post anywhere and only write for my own enjoyment, but my preferred pairings and AUs are very rarely anywhere near canon. I always hoped there were more people with uncommon interests in the fandom, but after years of no luck, I've made the decision to find them myself, or convert some people...

My main ships that I enjoy writing about/am interested in exploring are:

Quinfox/Foxquin/Vox (Quinlan Vos x Commander Fox)

Codywan (Commander Cody x Obi-Wan Kenobi)

Blyla (Aayla Secura x Commander Bly)

Quinobi/Obiquin (Quinlan Vos x Obi-Wan Kenobi)

Rexsoka (Extremely wary of this one, I would only explore the concept post-Clone Wars Era as Ahsoka is... A child before the end of the War... Yeah, none of that please)

Kanera (Kanan Jarrus x Hera Syndulla)

Dinluke (Din Djarin x Luke Skywalker)

Wreckme? (Padme Amidala x Wrecker? Weird one that I think ONE SINGULAR PERSON has art of and now it lives in my brain dumpster and I've been toying with it a bit)

I'm curious about Kit Fisto x Aayla Secura a Commander Bly, but I haven't actually explored it much, so if you've got any thoughts or favorite fan works, feel free to send them my way!

These are the ships that I currently find myself interested in and writing about, but I'm open to hearing about what other people might like, my only boundaries are non-familial/platonic ships between clones, that's not my cup of tea, and any Master/Padawan ships, something I'm not interested in and would prefer to not engage with, you do you, of course.

I also enjoy at least two AUs, one that I believe pre-dates my use of it and the other is a very common one: Sith AU (Duh) and Victory Ball AU (In which the Clone War ends in a Republic-Jedi victory and things are all made right, Palpatine will always die, usually in increasingly hilarious or vengeful ways, depending on how my day went)

I am a SUCKER for the Soulmate trope/AU, and if anyone ever wants my thoughts on a specific ship being soulmates, ask! I will gladly babble my nonsense to any who wish to hear it!

I will forewarn that I am likely to post about ships + reader, for example, I'm already planning for my first real post to be a Quinfox x reader headcanon, so if you're like me and are polyamorous or LGBTQ+ in another way, you're welcome to send things in too! There's room for everyone around here, my little deal is that no one can be harmed and it can't be an illegal relationship (Examples include but are not limited to: Non-Con, incest, underage/of age partners, abusive dynamics/themes, coercion,) in our standards. As long as it would be legal here, I can usually give it a chance, though if you want me to write about a ship committing crimes together... That's a different story, I have access to Google and no respect for my search history, if you want to hear about being Codywan's assassin/lover, shoot me an ask, I have thoughts ;)

Lastly, I will post NSFW and suggestive content at some point and while I will do my best to add many tags and warnings, if you can't handle that risk and/or you are under 18, GO AWAY. I'm not sorry that I'm an adult and that I enjoy adult content, and anyone who doesn't want to see it is more than welcome to leave.

Ageless blogs and blogs run by minors will be blocked, and it will not be warned or nice, I don't want you here and if you're truly mature, you should be mature enough to respect that this space is not for you.

Asks are open, requests are open, ranting in the asks is more than welcome, feel free to send any questions in and I'll get to them ASAP!

~Venus

[lemusegallery]

Ultimate Muse List

P.S.A.: This post is not meant to be reblogged nor even replied. For this showcases the new changes for my blog as far as muses go and so on. This is applied to here and the @lesinfullgallery (Sinblog) only. For references, bold is both blogs, italic is exclusive to my sinblog and normal only for this blog.

Primary Muses:

Yu-Gi-Oh!: Seto Kaiba

Yugi Muto

Aki Izayoi

Jack Atlas

Judai Yuki

Asuka Tenjoin

Ishizu Ishtar

DMG

Mokuba Kaiba

Kaiser Ryo Marufuji

Star Wars: Darth Vader

Anakin Skywalker

Ahsoka Tano

Shaak Ti

Obi-Wan Kenobi

Darth Sidious

Darth Tyranus

General Grievous

Asajj Ventress

Bo-Katan Kryze

Darth Talon

Aayla Secura

Luke Skywalker

Dragon Ball: Artificial Human #18

Piccolo

Son Gohan

Oob

Vegeta

Seripa

Vegetto

Fate: Saber!Artoria Pendragon

Ruler!Artoria Pendragon

Shirou Emiya

Senji Muramasa

Gilgamesh (Archer and Caster)

Rider!Medusa

Saber!Nero

Lancer!Enkidu

Lancer!Bradamante

Saber!Musashi

Scathach (Lancer)

Rin Tohsaka

DC Comics: Batman

Wonder Woman

Kara Zor-El/Supergirl

Catwoman

Poison Ivy

Raven

Cassandra Cain

MARVEL Comics: Thor

Wolverine

She-Hulk

Amora

The Hulk

X-23

Dr. Doom

Avatar TLA/LOK: Azula

Korra

June

Mai

Katara

Code Geass: Lelouch Vi Britannia

Cornellia Li Britannia

C.C.

Kallen

Naruto: Sakura Haruno

Ino Yamanaka

Sarada Uchiha

Tsunade Senju

Final Fantasy: Tifa Lockhart

Jesse

Akame Ga Kiru: Akame

Esdeath

Leone

BNHA: Katsuki Bakugo

Mirko

Shoto Todoroki

Momo Yaoyorozu

Eijiro Kirishima

Other Characters: The Rowdyruff Boys

Mandy

Medaka Kurokami

Satsuki Kiryuin

Riku

Erza Scarlet

Yoruichi Shihouin

Secondary Muses: Fate: Rider!Achilles

Berserker!Heracles

Caster!Xuanzang Sanzang

Assassin!EMIYA

Assassin!Cursed Arm Hassan

Assassin!King Hassan

Lancer!Karna

Rider!Iskandar

Rider!Saint Martha

Archer!Euryale

Tine Chelc

Assassin of Red!Semiramis

Yu-Gi-Oh!: Kaito Tenjo

Tyranno Kenzan

Rio Kashimiro

Kowora

Star Wars: Darth Maul

Jaina Solo Fel

Lord Starkiller

Barriss Offee

Asajj Ventress

General Grievous

Plo Koon

Kit Fisto

Lumiya

Galen Marek

Avatar TLA: Suki

Ty Lee

Kuvira

Asami Sato

Toph Bei Fong

Dragon Ball: Nappa

Tenshinhan

Mr. Popo (TFS)

Broly

Towa

Android 17

Android 16

Kefla

Code Geass:

Rakshata

Nunnally Vi Britannia

DC:

Big Barda

Cyborg Superman

Harvey Dent/Two-Face

Doomsday

Bane

Final Fantasy:

Lightning Farron

Emperor Mateus

Sephiroth

Noctis

Kefka Palazzo

Other Male Characters:

Syaoran Li (CLAMP Multiverse)

Omniman (Invincible)

Mark (Invincible)

Hiei (Yu Yu Hakusho)

Kill La Kill:

Ira Gamagori

Uzu Sanageyama

Hoka Inumuta

Nonon Jakuzure

Naruto: Tenten (Naruto)

Mei Terumi (Naruto)

RWBY: Pyrrha Nikos

Ruby Rose

Sienna Khan

Winter Schnee

Kingdom Hearts: Xion (KH)

Larxene (KH)

Disney: Jasmine (Aladdin)

Esmeralda (HOND)

Mulan (Mulan)

Pocahontas (Pocahontas)

Exclusive Muses to my sinblog: Chel

Nemona

Nessa

Mai Shiranui

Samus Aran

Rias Gremory

[cinna-wanroll]

A ton of categorized Star Wars Headcannons

Hair:

Obi-Wan— Okay do this is a big controversial topic because, I mean, is it red or is it brown? Today, I will solve the whole dispute by this headcannon: he is naturally a ginger. No, I do not think that he dyes his hair. What I do think, however, is that no matter what species you are, it can be affected by your home planet. So I imagine everyone finding out Obi is a ginger like this:

Some hotshot senator is in town, with a bunch of high class but really friendly stylists who instantly recognize Obi-Wan for his huge, outrageous issue. 

 One of the stylists stopped cold in his tracks, mid-sentence and placed a shocked gaze on Obi-Wan. Naturally, his friends noticed and followed his gaze to meet Obi-Wan, who was standing rather awkwardly and wondering if he was somehow offending them. Finally, one of the stylists- The one wearing the bright green sleeveless piece that could blind- spoke, “Omygods, what in the galaxy did they do to you, honey?” Stepping in unison, they all began to swarm around him like bees as Obi-Wan just hovered there, shocked into scilence. Individual lines of speech could be heard, such as, “Loook at this gorgeous Stewjonian hair,” and, “do they even teach self care?” On and on the comment went, until Yoda came to his rescue. Placing a small, reassuring hand on Obi-Wan’s knee as he squeezed through, Yoda stared up sternly at the disgruntled stylists.

“Excuse me, but the meaning of this, what is?” All of them paused and then backed away, realizing that they had just committed a serious violation of personal space and also mussed Obi-Wan’s hair into a mess. 

 “The meaning? Oh, darling, don’t you know?” 

... and basically they go on to explain how damaged Obi’s hair is from lack of sunshine and how it should be a bright ginger and how disappointing it is that the order had no clue. Of course, everyone wants to see Obi-Wan in full ginger mode so they send him out regularly to the frigging space gardens where he meditates and basks in gentle sunlight, breathing evenly and looking peaceful while his hair glows like fire and passing viewers take holos and faint from his great, glorious beauty... and I’m getting carried away here, aren’t I?

Anakin— Golden hunny brown. He’s definitely developed past his blonde stage, but I feel like I should do some of the original concept, Luke, and the book justice by saying it’s a golden-highlighted brown. I feel like one day when Anakin was bored he snuck into Rex’s bathroom and grabed his hair dye kit and was about to use it, when Rex walks in and they both stare at each other awkwardly until they both burst out laughing and Anakin realizes that would’ve been a terrible idea. Later, it becomes an inside joke that Rex will tease him about from time to time. 

Jocasta Nu— In her youth, I headcannon that she had long, shiny brown locks and would dye her tips blonde.

Rex—  He’s naturally a brunette, (proven by his eyebrows), but he dyes it platinum blonde and the entirety of the battalions make blonde jokes whenever he’s around.

Reincarnation AU:

Obi-Wan— Was a Mando warrior in a past life because I feel like he feels a genuine connection to their customs and is very comfortable in the culture, and also nobody has the right to go strutting around and looking that good in Mando armor like DAMN. 

Anakin— A rich pilot who was spoiled and sassy and who married into riches, and this life is his second chance but also kinda punishment for his past deeds, and Padmè redeems him. 

Padme— One of the kind maids of past Anakin which makes their situation all the more ironic

Ashoka— Some kind of famous activist in the galaxy doing good because she’s amazing.

Tahl— Also probably some sort of royalty, seduced by pas Qui-Gon (her blindness in the current universe is a metaphor for something)

Satine— A lower-class Mando activist who was disgusted by the war with the Jedi because so many people are dying. She actually despises past Kenobi because she views him as a violent radical. (This life teaches her to be more accepting and to have so,e empathy for other people, even if you disagree with them)

Yoda— In youth; a public speaker. In old age; Great great great great great great great grandpa

Kit Fisto— A tropical diver who falls in love with gorgeous surfer Aayla Secura

[dragon-of-the-soutn]

The Jedi code: No attachment! No romantic partners! No family!

Anakin sneeking off to meet up with Padme after a night out with the 501st, whilst hiding adoption papers for Ashoka: What attachments? No attachments hear!

Obi Wan sat on Cody's lap whilst waiting for a message from Satine: Be mindful of the code padawan.

Aayla removing herself from Bly's face for 0.5 seconds: What did you say?

Kit Fisto waiting to call Aayla and Bly so they can meet up for date night: You must listen to master Yoda, attachments are dangerous.

Ploo koon and Shaak Ti surrounded by clone younglins as they fill out adoption forms for the entire army: Emotions are not the Jedi way.

Depa Billap tucking Caleb into bed: You must learn to let go of your feelings.

Quinlan Vos in the middle of checking in with Aayla and having given Bly the shovel talk: Listen to Obi Wan, he's usually right.

Mace Windu sitting worriedly at medical waiting for news on his injured men: As Jedi it is are duty to follow the code.

[danceswithsporks]

On the (late) fourth day of Bad Batchmas I gave to all of yooouuuuu

Jedi secrets!

I’ve decided to write little ficlets up until the boys return from getting ice cream! Err..Season 2!

Now this will take place in the universe I’ve built for my fic A Star Above the Rest! Some may be sneak peaks at future events, little glimpses into past events, or things I wanted to do but couldn’t work into the story! I hope you all enjoy them and Happy Holidays!

Note: As this is an 18+ blog there may sometimes be adult themes (like right now). Minors DNI or else!

Day 4 of 12 Days of Bad Batchmas: Jedi Secrets!

“Commander? Have you seen General Kenobi?” Master Fisto looked at the yellow clad clone. “We have a meeting with the council that we need to attend.”

“He’s uh..” In the storage room behind him with the Duchess? Playing tonsil hockey with the leader of Mandalore? “Discussing possible shipping routes with a Representative of the trade federation.” How much trouble could he truly get into for lying to the Jedi?

“Huh” Fisto looked questioningly at the Commander before nodding. “If you see him, let him know about the meeting?”

“Yes, Sir.” Watching as the Master gave him one final look before walking away, Cody let out a long sigh before knocking three times in the door behind him. The sound of shuffles and mumbling could be heard before the door finally slid open.

“Is there a problem, Cody?” With his signature smirk, Obi Wan stepped out of the room while adjusting his robes.

Cody let out an annoyed sigh as he helped fix the Generals robes. His gloved hand pulled up the bottom of the outermost cloak and he used it to wipe lipstick off of the Generals neck. “You are required at a meeting with the council, Sir. General Fisto was looking for you.”

Obi Wan pulled out his datapad and checked the time. “Indeed.” He was almost running late. “Please make sure everything inside is taken care of?”

“As always.” A warm pat was placed on Cody’s shoulder before General Kenobi walked casually away, a whistle coming from him.

After a few minutes the door slid open once more and the Duchess Satine elegantly walked out. Every piece of her outfit was perfectly in place as if she hadn’t just been in the closet being destroyed by a Jedi. “Already off on his next meeting?”

Cody simply nodded before motioning for her to lead the way. “You know him. Easily flitting from meeting to meeting.”

“How do you manage to keep up with him? I understand the time restraints on one during a war better than anyone else and even I’m tired after a meeting with him.” Satine ran delicate fingers through her hair, detangling the few knots placed in it from Kenobi's thick fingers in it.

“I’ve found it a bit easier to keep up with him lately.” Hands clasped behind his back, Cody thought of a certain young Jedi whose endurance was helping him keep up with Obi Wan. A small smirk crossed his lips at certain special memories.

Satine hummed knowingly as she caught the smirk on the clones face. “Now this is fascinating. Tell me Commander, do you have someone who you’re sweet on?”

Cody’s feet stopped as he looked at her in surprise. “How could you tell?”

An elegant laugh came from Satine before she spoke. “Men always carry this air about them when they’re harboring feelings for a special someone.” They had this secret smile they carried, the only person who knew where others..and women. “So who is it?”

“Nice try, ma’am. I won’t tell the General and I won’t be telling you.” He knew he was safe to joke with the Duchess. They had countless times before and once he’d gotten past the initial awkwardness, he found her quite entertaining.

“Do i atleast know this person?” Her delicately shaped eyebrow raised to him.

A chuckle came from Cody as they neared her transport. “I can say that you have in fact met her.” Smirking, he held her hand as she entered the vehicle. “I’ll also give you another hint. She’s close to Senators Mothma and Amidala.”

Oh now this was juicy, who could it possibly be? “Good to know.”

-*-

“Master Aayla, have you seen Commander Bly?” Cal stood at the feet of the Twi’lek Jedi. Having been dropped off by Zirena for some tactical reconnaissance training.

Hazel eyes shifted down to the ginger padawan, she’d completely forgotten about him arriving today. “Oh, he’s…” a thump came from the training room behind her.

Cal tilted his head at the sound. “Is he in there? Perfect!” Moving his little feet, he began to head towards the door.

Her hands moved faster than she intended and almost clotheslined the small padawan. “You can’t go in there!” Another thumb came from the room before a loud grunt. The poor child coughed away the feeling of her wrist against his throat. “Sorry, little one.”

“Why can’t I go in there?” Cals hand rubbed his neck carefully as Master Secura patted him down, making sure he wasn’t injured.

“The room is being renovated. There’s tools and the likes everywhere. Very dangerous for you to be in there.” Her eyes shifted around as she tried to find someone, anyone, to distract the child.

“Master Ka’ve said it’s good to learn about our ships! Can I take a look?” He reached his hand out to tap the panel, only to have it slapped away again.

“Usually I would be one to agree with your Master. But as the floor has been completely ripped up and there are wires and pipes everywhere. I’d hate for you to be injured.” She ran a reassuring hand across his little cheek.

Cal frowned, she had a point. Zirena would be livid if he got hurt for a stupid reason like playing in a room under construction. With a dejected sigh he stepped back. “Ok. I’ll go look in the mess hall for him.” Taking a few steps away he stopped and looked back at her. “Do you know where I can Master Fisto?”

In the room behind her? Aayla shook her head. “I believe he is in his room meditating. Perhaps try there next?”

He’d checked there already, but he figured he might as well check again. “Oh, I’ll check again then. Bye, Master!” With a little wave he was gone.

Aayla let out a long sigh before hearing the door slide open behind her. Thick green fingers circled her arm before pulling her into the room. Once she was in and the door was secured, two sets of lips were upon her neck. “Sorry I took so long. I forgot that Zirena dropped off Cal.”

“Fuck. I forgot about that.” Bly huffed in annoyance into Aaylas lovely skin. All he wanted to focus on right now was her.

“He’s looking for you as well, little fish.” Her playful pet name made Kit growl against her skin, his fanged teeth running down her clavicle and towards her breasts. She hummed at the wonderful feeling.

“Hmm, Zirena probably sent a mission update with the child.” A past conversation came to mind. He hoped the mission was a success. A problem for later. His thick fingers gripped Aaylas waist as he pressed into her.

“So much to do, so little time.” A laugh came from the blue skinned Twi’lek as Bly squeezed her ass. “I guess I should start with you two.”

-*-

Zirenas heel clicked nervously as she stood outside Padmes office. Anakin and Padme were really doing this here? Now! They had an important proposal that needed to be looked over and the two of them were really hooking up now? Maybe she wouldn’t be this upset if Rex had come back as well. Instead she was waiting for her friend to get laid.

“Ah, Representative Rexalus, how are you?” Mace Windu smiled at Zirena. Happy to see her settling in.

“Master Windu!” Shit. “What are you doing here? I thought you were off planet?”

“Ah I was, but something came up and it’s important that I speak to Senator Amidala at once.”

That’s it, secret blown. “Oh, she’s in an important meeting right now. It’ll be a while.”

Mace raised an eyebrow to her. “Is that so? Her schedule shows she should be free right now.”

Well of course it did. She was supposed to be free. But when your secret husband shows up suddenly. It’s common to drop everything so you can get railed on your desk. “Oh, yes it was a last minute emergency meeting. Something about Felucia.”

He hadn’t heard anything about Felucia, but perhaps he just hadn’t been informed yet. “Interesting. Well let me wait with you. This is important and must be discussed as soon as possible.”

Nooo. Zirena fought the urge to visibly react to the news. “Oh, perfect.” She motioned to the space beside her. Begging and pleading with whatever god she needed to beg that Padme and Anakin would be quiet for once . Smiling, she hummed and balanced on the heels of her shoes. Waiting for anything to make Mace walk away.

“General Windu! It’s good to see you.” Howzer rounded the corner and nodded to the two Jedi. His eyes looked at Zirena in confusion as to why she was standing outside.

“Oh Captain Howzer! It’s good to see you!” Mace walked over and shook Howzers hand tightly. “How have things been going here? You’re keeping our Representative nice and safe I take it?”

Howzer looked at Zirena as the woman made a face at him, silently begging for him to take her Master away. “Uh, yeah. She’s a handful, but I’m adjusting.”

Zirena was going to throw something at this man. Sometimes clones could be really dense. Raising her hand to her ear she tugged on it a few times before tilting her head towards Padmes office. When Howzer still didn’t understand, she bit her lip in frustration. Underestimating her irritation she felt her tooth slice her lips. Hissing in pain she brought her hand up to her lip and pulled it away, red blood glistening on it.

“Zoya!” Howzer rushed over to her and took her chin in his hand. “I warned you about doing that.”

Mace chuckled as he shook her head. “She’s been doing that since she was a child. Come on, let’s go get her some ice.”

“Thank you.” Zirena watched as they walked away, only to hear the door open behind her. Talk about being close.

“I’ll give Rex your love, Zirena.” Anakin nodded to her as he walked away. A satisfied smile on his face.

Of course that would be her luck. Honestly, sometimes it was hard keeping all of these secrets.

-*-

“Rex, we need to hurry.” Zirenas head rested against the clone Captains shoulder as he continued to thrust into her.

“I don’t get time to be with my riddur that often. Let me enjoy this lovely body of yours.” His words were dark and lustful. A hand snaked between them as he began to rub her clit forcefully, trying to pull her closer to her peak.

Stars, it felt so amazing to have him buried inside her. But Anakin was surprisingly standing guard out front and she didn’t know how long they had. She felt herself getting closer and closer. Rex was so unbelievably skilled with his hands and she loved it. “Rex…please…so kriffin close.”

A knock on the door had them both stopping. Seriously? She was so close and they were being interrupted? She’d kill whoever was interrupting them. Clenching around Rex, she felt his grip tighten before he continued to silently thrust.

“I’m sorry Obi-Wan, I don’t know where Zirena went.” Anakin kept an even and straight face. Nothing could break him. Zirena and Rex covered for him and Padme far too much for him to crack.

“A shame, I was hoping to test her on her latest weapon.” Kenobi ran his hand over his beard in thought. “If you see her, let her know I’m looking for her?”

“Of course, Master. I’m sure she’ll turn up. Perhaps she’s in the showers?” Definitely wrong, but Kenobi didn’t need to know that.

“Come along, Cody. Let’s check the hangar once more. Perhaps her droid can tell us.” Obi-wan motioned down the hall.

“Actually, Sir. I need to discuss something with General Kenobi. Pertaining to his new shinies coming in.” He nodded to Kenobi who raised an eyebrow before leaving. Only once the General was gone did he turn back to Anakin. “They’re in there, aren’t they?”

Anakin let out a sigh before nodding. “That obvious?”

Cody shrugged as he stepped towards the door. “I can smell her perfume.”

Her perfume? Anakin hadn’t noticed it. “Oh. Wait, where are you going?”

A hand over the panel, Cody smirked. “Just letting them know that Kenobi is looking for them.”

Before Anakin could say anything more, the door was shutting behind Cody and locking. Now what was going on there.

Zirena gasped at the sound of the door opening. Who the hell was coming in? But when she saw Cody her smile only grew. “Cody!” Her word came out in a breathy exhale. Rex still buried between her legs, she extended a hand to the two twelfth commander.

“Sorry, it took Kenobi longer to get off the scent than I expected.” Cody pulled his armor off quickly before walking over and taking the Jedi's mouth in his. “Now. How’s my girl feeling?”

Pupils blown in ecstasy, Zirena accepted a deep kiss from Cody.

Rex smirked as he continued to fuck her. “Absolutely amazing. Getting her warmed up for ya.”

Cody pulled away from Zirena and smirked as he began to undo his pants. “Perfect.”

[dietdrpepper4men]

Hey guys!

After a little brainstorming tonight I decided to finally make one of my biggest star wars headcannons and make it a reality! Im planning on making a multi-chapter fic that will throw earth into the mix of the clone wars! I’m planning on making it no more than 15 chapters long (maybe around 6-10 with plenty of headcannons and small one-shots in between!) I’m so excited to finally make this concept a reality, I’ve spoken about it a little bit on my main blog, but I’m finally making it a reality! Expect a prologue by either friday or saturday, then I’ll have the posting schedule out soon. I’ll link the spotify playlist here and on the master post! Thanks for all of your continued support, and I’ll be opening tag requests for this!

Here’s the poster for Project: Ataraxia, and the synopsis and playlist below!

Project: Ataraxia 

 Earth has always been a force void planet, and all records of the planet have been destroyed. Now, in the year 2019 AD Earth has been found again by the Republic. The Republic and Sepratists are interested in the technology and resources Earth has to offer for their war effort. While The Republic urges the planet to join the cause of fighting against the sepratists, clarity washes over the citizens of the planet for once. Problems that were thought to be only on a global scale before suddenly become galactic. With new found clarity, the citizens of the planet unite together to not only fix the planet themselves, but are determined to help bring an end to the Clone Wars and bring peace not only to the earth that so desperately needs it, but to the galaxy as well. 

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