#yandere clone au

[jetiisyandereclones]

I like the premise of this blog. How about some Wolffe, Comet and Boost being awfully soft and protective of their favorite communications officer who always takes the time to listen and treats them kindly?

Willow and Windchimes

YanderePoly!Wolfpack x Reader ( no clonecest)

The wolfpack fall hard and fast for a pretty communications officer after being harassed by her assistance dog.

Notes: reader has and alert dog to warn her of low blood sugar. I will not go into detail about her condition, only that it is genetic and can make her dizzy and in extreme cases cause seizures

She was fucked.

How had this happened. One moment she had been on the way back to her flagship from her leave on Naboo, next thing she knew she was being lifted god knows how many feet into the air, heading back towards General Koon’s flagship.

She could almost hear her mothers voice.

‘Your too kind, Y/N. Nothing good ever comes with being too nice to anyone’

In Y/N’s defence, being a raging psychopath had never gotten her mother very far either.

Still. Y/N believed that if she had shown a little more spine and put her foot down when their attention became uncomfortable, this would not be happening.

She could remember the day she met them. ‘Them’ being the notorious Wolfpack, a squad led by General Koon’s Commander, Wolfe. A short tempered clone, who, although very competent, was not the easiest man for most to have to interact with.

Y/N could remember the day they met clear as crystal. It had been a rough one. It wasn’t too long after a scuffle with the Separatists and there were communications coming in every second. The com tower had been targeted specifically and while not entirely successful, the Seppies did manage to damage it and make all two way communications nearly impossible.

So while the techies desperately got to work trying to make the physical repairs to the tower, the com officers had to try every trick in the book to get a discernible two way signal. The chaos and work rush had left her unable to eat anything, bringing her blood sugar dangerously low. Her loyal companion, Willow, had been alerting her for an hour now. Bringing her bottle after bottle of juice, that were left to the side of her work station, his nose bops to the thigh getting more and more aggressive. Y/N thought she might bruise.

Having realised that she was not listening to his alerts, Willow started to get more intense with his warnings. Pawing and jumping up onto her lap, trying to get her attention.

All this action had startled the silver tabby tooka on Willows back.

Windchimes, while not technically a medical service animal was overlooked on board by the General, as she not only helped keep Willow calm, but raised moral amongst the crew. Plus the kitchens loved her, the rat and mouse population had never been so easily controlled.

With a decent signal finally sent out, Y/N could finally spare a moment to realise how dizzy and tired she felt, and saw all the juices she had carelessly ignored, her companions watching her intently.

Y/N went to open one of her juices and had just taken a gulp when Willow and Windchimes took off. She didn’t pay it any mind. Sometimes Willow was too good at his job and picked up on the low blood sugar of the crew. None of them seemed to mind too much.

Having finished her drink and gone back to work, Y/N hadn’t noticed that it had been several hours since her dog and tooka had disappeared, the juice bottles on the side of her desk empty.

The yell of commander Wolffe brought her to attention.

“WHO'S DOG IS THIS!?”

‘Oh no’ Y/N thought as she went to retrieve her friends.

She didn’t like conflict in the best of times, with the gentlest of people, but Commander Wolffe scared her. She definitely did not want to get on his radar. Not for her companions harassing him.

When she found the Commander by the mess, she couldn’t help but huff a disbelieving laugh out.

Her dog, with the tooka riding his back, had cornered the Commander by the staff fridge and was currently doing his best to lick his helmet off. Apparently the commander had low blood sugar and Willow had had enough of being ignored.

‘I’m so fired’ Y/N thought hysterically as she passed three snickering clones on the way to retrieve her wayward dog, and his encouraging passenger.

Y/N grabbed the large dog by his harness, Windchimes jumping from his back to her shoulder.

Heaving the determined willow off, Y/N desperately tried to explain herself.

“Commander wolffe sir, I’m so sorry. Willow’s not usually like this. He’s a medical dog sir.”

She finally managed to pull him off of the Commander, as Willow decided he had gotten their attention enough to retrieve a juice for the irate clone. He brought the bottle, very proudly, past a mortified Y/N and pushed it into Wolffe’s thigh, waiting for him to take it and praise him for his hard work.

“Why is he here?” The commander asked, finally taking off his helmet and pinning her with a stony glare.

“Sir, he’s my alert dog. He warns me about low blood sugar before it causes problems for me.”

Willow rammed Wolffe’s thigh again. Y/N cringed.

Firing would be merciful. Wolffe looked like he wanted to throw her to the Seppies.

“Why is he doing that?” The commander asked, irritated at the dogs actions.

Seeking to diffuse the situation and avoid any harm coming to her friend, Y/N takes the bottle of juice from the dogs mouth.

“I guess he thinks you have too low blood sugar sir. It happens sometimes, he alerts the other crew members. Although never this aggressively. I…please don’t have him removed sir, he’s not a bad dog, and I really do need him.”

She gestured to the bottle in her hand.

“If you do what he wants, he will stop sir.” Y/N timidly recommended.

Wolffe once again glared at her, but seemed to want to get the insistent dog off his back so he reluctantly went along, reaching out for the juice in her hand, but Y/N pulled it away. Wolffe looked more annoyed, if that was possible, but Y/N simply pulled a fresh bottle out of the fridge.

“Here, take this one. I’m used to the dog lick, but you shouldn’t have to deal with it.”

She thought she saw surprised gratitude flick swiftly over his features at the simple curtesy. He twisted the cap off the bottle and threw it back like a shot. His features softened slightly at the sweet drink, and that he no longer had a large canine harassing him. Y/N briefly though that he was very handsome when his face wasn’t twisted up.

He threw the bottle out and Y/N went to leave but he spoke again.

“I didn’t say you could leave soldier. What’s your name and rank”

Y/N gulped. This is where she loses her job. She had been so proud of it too. Worked so hard.

“Y/N L/N, sir. I’m a communications officer.”

“And your dog. How did you come to bring him on board?”

“I have permission from the General to bring him with me on missions sir, seeing as he prevents me from being hurt due to my condition. He’s off leash because should I need it he’s been trained to retrieve help, sir.” Y/N nervously explained, her voice shaking and palms sweating.

The clones from before came up behind her, one resting a hand on her shoulder.

“No need to be so scared, Miss L/N. He was just doing his job. RIGHT Wolffe?”

The commander seemed to cool off a bit at his brothers insistence.

“Still doesn’t explain the tooka” wolffe eyed the silver tabby contentedly purring at the chaos around her.

“Ahhhh…emotional support?”

“Emotional support?” Commander wolffe asked incredulously.

“Uhh, Willows shy. He gets stressed easy. Windchimes keeps him calm, let’s him do his job properly. She was actually an alley tooka, so there’s not a lot that scares her, and...yeah…” Y/N awkwardly trailed off.

One of the other clones took his helmet off. He had a strange shaved haircut with two vertical red stripes running from the front of his head from the back. Not the most flattering look, but Y/N wasn’t going to say anything.

“You named your tooka Windchimes?”

“Uhh, yeah. She likes to play with the Windchimes I have at home, soo…”

The other clones, seeing that the trouble had passed took their helmets off too.

The one with silver hair approached her.

“Is she friendly?” He asked, eyeing the tooka with barely contained excitement.

“Most of the time. Just let her sniff you first.” Y/N gently, cautiously took the soldiers hand, bringing it up to hover a few inches infront of her tookas face. Close enough to smell but not so close it would crowd her.

She didn’t have to worry. Windchimes jumped right into his arms, purring her head off. The clone with silver hair caught her and laughed. Cradling her and scratching behind her ears. The last clone, who looked like your average clone save for the shooting star tattoo on his cheek approached Y/N.

“How long have you been stationed on the Triumphant? I haven’t seen either of these two around before.”

He bent down to rub behind Willows ears. The dog seemed thrilled to finally be getting a reward for all his hard work.

“Two months sir, we usually don’t stray far from the mess, sleeping quarters and com tower.”

The Commander approached. Y/N had to resist the urge to step back. She couldn’t however, fully suppress a large wince at the man’s proximity.

He seemed to notice her discomfort at the entire situation, and took mercy on her.

Reaching down he went to rub her dogs side.

“I guess I can’t fault you for doing your job, can I boy?”

Willow seemed entirely too happy with himself. A big dopey grin on his face, his tail going a mile a minute.

Seemingly done with the situation the Commander straightened up.

“You can go back to your quarters now, miss L/N. Try not to let this happen again.

Y/N nodded, relieved that she wasn’t in trouble.

But little did she know, her trouble had only just begun.

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It was nearing the end of another long and hard days work. The Triumphant had been in the outer regions providing backup for General Skywalker and the 501st. Their communications had been patchy since leaving the mid rim and the com officers were working double time to stay on top of all transmissions.

The mission was a success though. From what Y/N could tell the troops had done their jobs and returned with only minor injuries, which wasn’t always the case.

Y/N was shutting down her station, preparing for the shift change when she was approached by three clones. She stood and waited for them to explain what they needed. When they got closer they took off their helmets.

It was the same three clones from the incident with Wolffe.

The one with red stripes must’ve noticed her panicked face. He offered her a gentle smile.

“It’s okay, miss L/N. Your not in any trouble.” He reassured, coming to lean against her desk, facing her.

“Uhh, okay then. Can I, uh, help you with anything?”

At this they turned bashful.

“We were wondering if you wanted to, maybe sit with us in the mess?

You could bring your two friends, I mean if you want. You don’t have too I, we, were just…”

The one with the cheek tattoo staggered off his sentence. They all looked slightly embarrassed and out of place here.

"Uhh, sure. Just give me a couple minutes to finish up here.” Y/N replied, with a small, shy smile.

The clones lit up. Mission successful. They had asked the pretty lady to eat with them. Now they just had to convince Wolffe to actually talk to her, instead of just watch her from a distance, not that they had been much different. She certainly made an impression on all of them.

Even the general had noticed. His Wolfpack's eyes and thoughts seemed to be straying as of late.

Willow chose this moment to make his entry. He trotted right up to the clone with the tattoo and began rubbing and leaning against his leg, Windchimes riding on his back like usual.

“Uhh, what’s he doing? Is he alerting me or something?”

Y/N turned back towards him and saw her friend with the biggest begging eyes he could manage, looking straight into the the clones soul.

“No, no”, Y/N breezily laughed, “he’s just begging. Probably wants attention and food”

The clone almost looked disappointed that he didn’t get to be brought a sweet snack by the sweet ladies dog. But he kneeled down to rub his stomach anyway. Willow flopped and rolled onto his back, forcing Windchimes to jump off with an indignant squawk to avoid being squashed. She soon made herself cozy on Y/N’s shoulder.

The clone with silver hair reached out to pat the tooka, delighting in her purring, as well as the proximity to Y/N.

“We never introduced ourselves did we?” He said, looking a bit flustered at the realisation.

“Name's Sinker ma’am. The one with the stripes is Boost, and the guy on the ground is Comet.” He proudly presented his and his brothers names to her.

“Yeah, and the one who got harassed by this guy was-“

“Commander Wolffe. I’m- I know.”

The clones smiled softly at her, expecting that she would think he held a grudge against her for the incident with Willow, when really, it was the opposite.

“It’s good to be able to put a name to your faces.”

At this the clones froze. Stiffened and some of the ease in the air vanished. Y/N had unknowingly touched a sore spot. They thought she was mocking them for being clones.

Boost then pushed himself off her desk, an unreadable mask on his once easy features.

“Face, more like. There’s not much to see I’m afraid.” He was challenging her. Testing to see if they had made a mistake by seeking her out.

Y/N didn’t notice his challenge and replied without thinking.

“Nah, you all look different to me. Most clones do, actually” she said offhandedly, finishing shutting down her station.

“All done. We can go now if you want…?” She turned back to them, they were all staring hard at her, with what seemed like amazement. Y/N didn’t understand the importance of what she had just said.

“Or not? You guys okay? If you don’t want to go anymore that’s fine, I’ll just-“

“NO!” They yelled in unison, then drew back at the volume of their own voices and the fact that Y/N had recoiled from them, looking away.

Boost then took her hand and gently spoke.

“No, please. We still want to go”

He began to lead her to the mess. Her hand still in his, with Sinker taking the other hand and Comet coming up behind her, standing slightly to the side as he lightly rested his arm around Y/N’s lower back.

All three led the furiously blushing woman to the mess, with Windchimes riding her shoulder and Willow trotting at her heels.

When they arrived at the mess Boost and Sinker managed to find an out of the way table, where they could have some privacy.

They talked and talked and talked for what seemed hours. About any and everything. Y/N noticed how Comet and Sinker seemed to gravitate towards willow and Windchimes respectively.

They seemed stunned when she pointed out how ironic it was. That they kinda matched up. Comet was energetic and friendly, while sinker was more reserved and snippy, but in a funny way.

Real cat and dog people, she called them.

Comet and Sinker were thrilled that she had taken notice enough of them to gauge their personality.

“I’m feeling a little left out here, sweetheart.” Boost had dramatically stated, hand over his heart.

“What about me, am I a cat or dog person.” He was itching for any praise or attention she would spare.

Y/N tilted her head.

“Hmmm, neither. You seem more of a people kinda guy. Good at putting them at ease.” She mused.

Boost preened.

He was about to say something when a gruff voice spoke up behind them.

“Boost, Sinker, Comet. What are you doing here?”

The three of them, plus Y/N stood up to address the Commander.

“Commander Wolffe, just keeping the pretty lady company sir”

The Commander eyed Y/N, and then looked around for Willow, as if concerned he would be jumped again. But Willow had taken off with Windchimes and wasn’t anywhere in sight.

Not wanting to seem rude, Y/N looked up at the Commander.

“Did you want to join us sir? If you have time, that is.” She asked kindly.

Wolffe shared a look with his brothers, as if giving some sort of signal.

The Commander turned back to her, a handsome, not unkind smirk on his face. Y/N felt as though she was looking a loth wolf in the eye, her very soul being observed. His gaze was sharp, strong and held a depth and intelligence she couldn’t begin to describe. He had chosen his name perfectly.

“Sure, if you don’t mind. And when it’s just us, you, me and these idiots”, they all let out various sounds of indignation and insult, “You can just call me Wolffe.” He smiled. Actually smiled. Not a smirk or mocking grin. She thought he had a beautiful smile.

Y/N felt as though she had been granted some kind of unimaginable privilege.

“Yes si- I mean, Wolffe.” She awkwardly stated. But he seemed to enjoy the way she said his name, as he scooted closer to her, their knees and shoulders touching.

“There we go pup. Not so bad now. You don’t have to be scared of me.” He commented softly to her, letting Y/N lean into him and wrapping an arm around her shoulders to pull her close.

Y/N blushed at his nickname. She had not been prepared for a charming and sweet Wolffe. Gruff, arrogant, maybe even rude, yes. But never in a million years did she expect him to be soft and gentle.

Especially with her, after how they met.

“Awww, you made her blush Wolffe.” Boost said, admiring her as if she was some kind of cute baby animal,

“I think your right”, Comet sighed, leaning on his hand looking at her affectionately.

“She is like a little pup.” Sinker came and sat one her other side. “Cute little thing” He commented, resting his head on hers and rubbing her back, encouraging her to sink into their affection. The safetey and warmth of their bodies.

This all seemed to her so sudden. She had met these clones once, and not on very good terms either. Yet here they were, wound around her and staring at her as if they had pined over her for years.

Little did Y/N know, they had been watching her for some time. Keeping an eye on her, learning about her. How she lived, her personality, and watching out for any, undesirables, that may try their luck with sweet Y/N.

They had all come to an agreement. Y/N was the perfect fit for them. Calm and soothing. A sweet balm to come home to. To care for and protect. She would be the packs little pup. And they would keep her with them.

When she had invited Wolffe to join them, that had been the sign they waited for. Wolffe had given them a look that said they could go ahead with their affections, and started to make his own known.

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The Wolfpacks, she could only call it courtship, went in for several weeks. They would eat together, talk and even, when missions allowed, nap together.

Y/N learnt a lot about them in those weeks.

Wolffe got headaches from his eye and was especially irate clingy during them, Boost didn’t especially enjoy his haircut, but he did it for his fallen brothers. Sinker was self conscious about his grey hair, he thinks it makes him look older. Comet is the last survivor of his batch. He chose his name last.

They would talk to her for hours and hours. Speaking about things they had always wanted to say out loud but didn’t think anyone would care about. Their worries, concerns. Their hopes and dreams and random thoughts and curiosities.

Y/N was happy to listen to any and everything the had to say.

She also found out how physically affectionate and attentive these boys could be.

They loved to hug. To comfort and care. They’d treat her with such tenderness and dedication it made her want to cry. No one had ever cared for her like that before. It had always been a ‘take care of yourself’ kind of life for Y/N. Not out of choice, but that’s just the way things happened.

She almost cried at their concern when they started to make sure she was eating enough and staying at healthy blood sugar levels, as opposed to her just waiting until Willow alerted her and then drinking something.

They insisted she nap with them when they were off duty. Stating that they would feel better if they knew she was there with them. Safe and sound. She agreed. Not knowing a single universe where she would give up the opportunity to be comfortably squished between these very large, strong, capable, gorgeous men. She had never slept better than when she was in the middle of a Wolfpack cuddle puddle.

One time some clones from a different squad walked in on their nap time. It was in the barracks and not exactly private but even so, Y/N thought the pack would stir and disperse to save face. However the new clones didn’t blink an eye. Going to form their own sleep pile on the other side of the room. One of them caught her staring in confusion and offered her a smile and a nod, before settling his head down on his brothers shoulder and drifting off.

Wolffe must’ve sensed that she had moved, feeling the cold she supposed.

“Come back here pup. We’re alright.”

He reached a hand out to her, which she took, snuggling into his chest, Sinker's hand resting on her hip and Boost curled around their heads, with his forehead resting on top of Y/N’s. She wasn’t sure where Comet was but there was a warm weight on her thigh that might’ve been him.

“Do all clones sleep like this?” Y/N asked quietly, speaking into Wolffe’s strong, soft chest.

She always thought they would’ve been hard and uncomfortable seeing how strong they were, but she was wrong. They were incredibly strong, but had that layer of fat over their muscles that made them so soft and perfect for cuddling. They never took their shirts off. Never crossed that line with her but she suspected that at the very least Wolffe would have a very nice chest with lots of soft, downy hair on it. It just seemed to fit him. But she would keep those thoughts to herself.

“Most do. Not all”, Wolffe replied quietly, cradling her head to his heart. “It was a way of keeping warm on Kamino when we were cadets and after that a means of comfort.”

Y/N thought that was incredibly sad and cute. Not exactly knowing how to express this she just nuzzled into Wolffe more, reaching out to bring sinker in closer behind her. Comet and boost followed, snuggling in as close as possible without suffocating her.

This was her favourite way to sleep now. Surrounded by her clones with her dog close by and her tooka purring away on top of whatever person she decided to bless with her presence.

It was perfect.

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Things started getting too intense for Y/N’s comfort shortly after the Pack first witnessed her having a seizure.

They knew what was happening of course. She had told them about it in depth. What to do, and what not to do. They had gone over everything. She had had seizures since meeting them. But mostly when they were deployed and not around to make sure she was taking care of herself, so when they saw it for themselves they were terrified.

The 104th had just finished up with a mission. They'd had some casualties and several clones were injured. It had been rough on Wolffe. She had gone to join them, feeling dizzy when she stood up. But she decided she would wait till she got to the barracks to drink something, much to Willow's annoyance.

The dizziness passed after a moment and she made her way towards her Pack.

She had just released Boost from a hug when Willow came up behind her, jumping and signaling that she should get down on the ground when suddenly she just started seizing.

Willow had been through this many times with her and knew exactly what to do. He got underneath where her head would’ve otherwise hid the durasteel floor. Windchimes came up to lay near Willow's head, keeping him company while his poor human shook uncontrollably on his soft belly.

This may have been routine for Willow, Windchimes and Y/N, but to the Pack this a new type of hell. Y/N had gone through what a seizure looked like, but seeing it in person scared them. The helplessness scared them. Their sweet pup was seizing and jumping and shaking on the floor, eyes rolling back into her head and body convulsing as if being shocked, and there was nothing any of them could do but watch and hope she doesn’t hurt herself.

None of the clones could wrap their heads around how something like this could happen in natborns. How could the clones be genetically immune to any and all diseases and conditions, but people who were born naturally had to just hope they wouldn't fall victim to such cruel and unavoidable conditions. It didn’t seem right to them. It SCARED them.

Having sensed the distress of his usually calm Commander, General Koon swept in to see what was happening and if he was needed.

When he saw Y/N on the ground, seizing on top of Willow he understood. A few of the Jedi were also prone to seizures for one reason or another. He put a soothing hand on Wolffe’s shoulder, his presence calm.

“It’s never easy to see anyone like this. But there’s nothing we can do except wait for it to stop.”

“Are you sure there’s nothing that can be done sir? Anything at all?”

Sinker asked almost desperately, Y/N’s twitching reminding him far too much of some of his brother's deaths on the battlefield.

“I know this is distressing. But miss L/N has managed her condition her whole life. She knows what to do. What we can do, Is make sure she doesn’t hurt herself on anything while like this. You do know not to move her yes?”

“Yes sir. She went over it in depth with us sir. We were not to attempt to move or even touch her. To only move dangerous objects out of reach and let Willow do his job”

Comet replied, doing his best not to look at Y/N.

“Very good Comet. And what your not going to do when she comes back to is overcrowd or overwhelm her.”

By now Y/N’s seizing had slowed and a crowd of concerned clones were standing around her.

When she had stopped moving completely, her breathing even and her face smooth, General Koon went to her side. Still not touching her, he hovered a hand over her head. Checking for any abnormalities in her force signature.

He had met Y/N before, when she was brought on board to discuss her condition and the terms for bringing willow and Windchimes on missions. He had found her sweet and quiet. Very shy and kind. He could see why his Wolfpack was so interested in her. Another thing he noted when they had spoken was her force signature. He dedicated to memory what it should feel like so he would know if her seizures had caused any injury.

Thankfully her signature was calm and normal, becoming more active.

Y/N was coming back around.

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The first thing she noticed when she came back around was the Wolfpack. They stood over her, not too close, and they all looked pale, as did the other clones from around the ship who had the misfortune of walking into the scene.

She then noticed General Koon at her side, checking over her.

She went to stand up, gesturing for him to help her, but stooped when at least five clones yelled various things like, ‘STOP!’ ‘’What are you doing?’, ‘stay down there' and, 'we’ll help you’.

Y/N ignored them.

Leaning heavily on the General, she mumbled about wanting to go back to her room, tired from the seizure and flushed at all the attention it had unfortunately gained.

It wasn’t the first time she’d had a seizure in public, nor was she ashamed of her affliction, like her mother had told her she should be, but she never enjoyed the looks of fear, worry and panic people always sent her way.

Y/N and the General had just started walking when Wolffe spoke up.

“Sir, if it’s all the same to you, I’d like to take Y/N to a medic to be assessed before she does anything else.”

Wolffe didn’t wait for a reply. He gently scooped Y/N out of General Koon’s arms and set off for the Triumphant's med bay.

“I don’t have to go there y’know. I feel fine. Just tired and a headache.”

Wolffe wasn’t having it. His pace never faltering he kept on towards his goal, boost, comet and sinker swift at his heels. She couldn’t see Willow but could hear him walking and assumed that Windchimes was with him.

“That...,” his voice shook slightly, “...I don’t know what I expected but that was not, fine”

“These happened before? Like that every time?” A distressed Boost asked.

Y/N sleepily tucked her head into Wolffe’s shoulder. His warmth and soothing scent lulling her into a state of bliss.

“They sometimes are. Sometimes they’re worse, sometimes not as bad. I've had a few since meeting you guys. Usually I’ll have them in my room”

This only seemed to agitate the Pack more as they turned into the med center.

“They’ve happened before!?”

“More than once!?”

“Why didn’t you tell us?”

Y/N was starting to feel overcrowded. Their questions and concerns too much for her right now and against her will, she could feel her eyes begin to water.

She sniffed as Wolffe put her down on an examination table, his arm still wrapped around her lower back.

“I didn’t want to worry you guys. I get them a lot and, I guess I’m just used to dealing with them on my own. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you.”

She looked down, unwilling to meet their gazes.

Sinker took a seat on her other side, while Boost went off to find a medic.

He didn't say much. Just pulling her into a side hug and kissing the top of her head. A quiet ‘don’t cry’ mumbled into her hair.

Comet meanwhile was standing guard over the med bay, looking out for Boost’s return. He felt awful. Y/N's seizure had scared him, more than he’d like to admit. It was bad enough thinking about this one episode, but knowing she had multiple seizures, while they were supposed to be caring for her just wasn’t good enough.

Boost came back with a medic clone. A shiny called River, and Wolffe explained what had happened for a very flushed looking Y/N.

“Oh, yeah we were warned about this when you started. Did the episode last more than five minutes?”

“No”

“Any injuries?”

“No”

River asked her to follow his finger around with her eyes.

“And any slurred speech or nausea?”

“No” Wolffe growled. Becoming impatient.

“That’s good. As far as I can tell there a isn’t anything to worry about. Though I would recommend taking the day to recover.”

Boost looked at River incredulously

“Wait. That’s it. You mean there’s nothing else?”

“Told ya”, Y/N mumbled

“Nothing else that can be done. A little rest and she’ll be fine” the clone said. A clear dismissal.

“Hold up shiny-“

“WOLFFE”, Y/N barked, having had enough of today, “I just wanna go back to my room. Please?”

He reluctantly gave into her request, but still did not let her walk, carrying her to her tiny room.

She was one of the few allowed a bunk to herself because of the seizures, and assistance animals. Wolffe was grateful for this as he arranged Y/N, himself and his brothers into a cozy nest of blankets and mattresses that they had made in the floor, so they could all fit.

Wolffe wasn’t going to let their pup go through that alone again. Looking at his brothers he could see they were thinking the same.

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The clone's clinginess was dialed up to 11 after that. She had at least one of the Wolfpack with her at all times.

When she went to work, there was one of the Pack with caf at her station.

When she had down time, they always just so happened to be where she was.

They slept together, ate together, sometimes they even tried to convince her that they should shower together.

It was flattering, charming even, to Y/N at first. They were her knights in shining armor, and she, their beautiful princess. But the novelty soon wore off. They didn't give her any space. Not anymore. They were glued to her hip 100% of the time.

They wouldn't let her do anything for herself anymore, claiming it's too much, that she should relax and let them handle it.

The true last straw was when they had gotten three days leave on Coruscant, while the Triumphant was being repaired.

Y/N was at a store looking for new clothes, Wolffe was with her, of course.

Not ten minutes into the trip he stated that they should go. Y/N had questioned why. He looked over her shoulder at a crowd of people he deemed were getting too close.

"It's getting kind of crowded in here, and we've been out for a while" he said with that stupid handsome, 'it's alright, I'll take care of you, don't you worry a pretty little hair on your head', kind of smile, as he tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

"Besides. You could always borrow something from me or the Pack." He whispered suggestively into her ear, "I'm sure you'd look far better in it than us."

Despite hating how they babied her, and feeling uncomfortable at his public display of affection and possession, Y/N couldn't deny how his words affected her. So once again, she went along with him.

They were almost out of the store when another man approached. He was a little bigger than Wolffe, with electric green eyes and a concerned look on his face.

Wolffe was on guard immediately, putting her behind him. Willow and Windchimes following.

"Excuse me ma'am. Me and my friends couldn't help but notice that you seemed a little uncomfortable before. Is everything OK?"

Oh no.

He had caught onto Y/N's discomfort at Wolffe coming onto her. She looked behind him and saw his friends, two other guys and three women, looking at them with various expressions of concern and weariness.

"I'm-"

"We're fine. Go back to your group civie" Wolffe cut off gruffly. Not liking how this man had been watching his sweet pup. Probably planning on how to steal her away from him.

The man wasn't convinced. He addressed Y/N again.

"If you need help, we can take you home, or somewhere else if you like."

Y/N actually considered it. Wolffe was furious.

"Thanks, I-"

"I told you. She's fine. Why don't you leave, before this turns ugly." Wolffe interrupted again, fists balled and ready to fight.

"Why don't you let the lady answer for herself clone." The other man was getting annoyed too.

This was enough for Wolffe. Quicker than Y/N could catch he sent a sucker punch into the mans stomach. He doubled over, heaving and gasping for breath.

Y/N backed off. Terrified at his sudden attack. she had always known that the clones were trained their whole lives, but it was a shock to see her usually sweet Wolffe just attacking a man.

The strangers friend group joined in the fight. A man and woman trying to pull their winded friend out of the fight while the other two, who looked like they cage fought for fun, tried to take Wolffe on. But they were no match for his skill and experience.

Wolffe was quickly gaining the upper hand. Giving out a beating that was terrifyingly relentless and efficient. Blood was all over his hands. Both the man and woman had crooked, bloody noses and one was even missing a tooth.

The third woman in their party, who had stayed back out of the fight and was taking care of the first man, looked at her and gestured for her to run. Find help.

Y/N did.

She bolted out of the store while Wolffe was busy, and hit the streets hard, hearing her name called out behind her. Willow had picked up on his human's fear. He was keeping pace with her, Windchimes on his back hanging on for dear life.

This was it. Y/N couldn't do it anymore. She had to leave them.

For her safety and the safety of everyone around her.

Y/N heard grunts and shouting as people were pushed put of the way behind her. Wolffe had chased her down, leaving the people at the store to peel themselves off the floor. He still had their blood up his arms and a bit on his face.

She sped up, trying to keep the distance between her and the Commander. But she was no match for him either, her vision blurring and spinning. He caught up to her in no more than a minute, scooping her up in a tight hug and turning down an alley where no one was around.

Y/N thought he might be mad at her for running. Thought that he was about to hurt her in some horrible way. She squirmed and twisted trying to get out of his grip.

Wolffe saw how scared she was. Saw that she was trying to run from him. He couldn't let that happen. Couldn't lose her.

He protected her. Him and his brothers did. They needed her with them.

"M'sorry pup. So, so sorry. I didn't mean to scare you sweet thing. Please don't be scared. Don't leave. Please" he begged into her neck.

She could feel tears falling and his shoulders shaking. Wolffe's grip was tight. Possessive. All encompassing.

Y/N knew that if she were to get away, it couldn't he now. So she did the only thing she could think of. She wrapped her arms around Wolffe and tried to sooth him. Calm him back down into a steady frame of mind.

Eventually he calmed enough to recognize where they were. A shady alleyway with night approaching and that Willow was desperately digging for the stache of snacks he knew Y/N kept in his harness pocket. He stood up, bringing Y/N with him.

After fishing out a small bag of jellybeans and gently but quickly feeding a few to Y/N, he took her out onto the street and hailed a taxi, His sweet pup's head nodding off into his neck.

He didn't care if they saw his bloody hands or wondered why he was carrying Y/N like a baby, clinging to his shoulders with her legs around his waist. This was Coruscant. These people had definitely seen worse.

Wolffe climbed in the vehicle, ignoring the dirty looks the driver threw at Willow and Windchimes.

They took off towards the Military docks, where the Triumphant was anchored. Most clones just slept on the ship if leave was anything less than a week. Y/N and the Wolfpack were no different. Sinker, Boost and Comet would be waiting for them on board.

When the taxi came to a stop and Wolffe paid up, he went to take Y/N again, but saw she had fallen asleep.

'Precious darling' he thought to himself, picking her up and carrying her to her quarters. Willow and Windchimes following, but keeping a new distance from him.

He payed them no mind.

When he got them back to Y/N's bunk Sinker, Boost and Comet were there just like he had expected.

They demanded to know what had happened as soon as they saw the blood, a very asleep Y/N and how close Wolffe was holding her.

"Bunch of civvies tried to take her. I dealt with it. She got scared and ran, then Willow alerted. I got her some sugar in time but she's really tired from everything."

They all looked at Y/N.

She had blood smeared on her sides from Wolffe and could barley keep her eyes open, wanting to go back to sleep.

Sinker ran a gentle hand through her hair.

"C'mon pup, let's go get you cleaned up," Y/N whined in protest, "I know you don't like it, but your too weak to shower alone right now."

The other three agreed, and despite herself, Y/N let them carry her into the bathroom and strip her down.

This was the first time she had been naked in front of them and was very shy about it, sleepily trying to cover her chest and the apex of her thighs.

The Pack saw nothing but perfection.

They themselves started to strip and Y/N let out a surprised Yelp, suddenly fully awake.

They just smiled at her, bring her in for a hug, her face burning as their naked bodies pressed together.

"Shhhhh, shhh. It's alright pup. Your safe with us. We aren't going to do anything. Just help you clean and then cuddle."

Comet whispered adoringly into her ear.

Despite his promise, she could feel the clear evidence of their arousal poking into her.

Absolutely overwhelmed and drained, Y/N retreated into herself. Letting them guide and baby her.

True to Comet's word the only cleaned her and themselves. Maybe giving a kiss or cuddle to her, but nothing more. In a detached part of her mind, Y/N thought that this was nice. The intimacy and closeness. But she refused to think too much on that.

After their shower, they all cozied up into the a sleep pile on the floor. The blankets and mattresses having stayed down there since the first time they did this. Still very much naked they all tried to get as much contact with Y/N as possible.

Tired, both emotionally and physically she leaned into them. Letting out soft, sleepy whines as they rubbed her hips, kissed up her belly and just rubbed and loved up all over her.

No one made any move to take it any further. They didn't want sex right now. They just wanted closeness. Intimacy.

So, with their pup all snuggled up warm and pliant and most of all, safe in the middle of them, they decided to put on a random holo to fall asleep to, Willow and Windchimes taking a spot near the door of the room, watching them closely.

It was a deep and dreamless sleep for all of them that night.

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The next day Y/N woke first. The first thing she thought was that she was warm. Very warm. She struggled to recall what had happened the previous night, then she saw Wolffe's bruised knuckles resting next to her head, loosely cradling it, and everything came crashing back.

The fight, the chase, the aftermath. At this Y/N checked under the blanket and, yup, she was still very much naked. And so were her boys.

She stopped there.

Her boys. She wanted away from them, not to encourage them to get closer and clingier.

She started to untangle herself from them, freezing whenever one of them moved or grunted. She hoped to get away before they woke and tried to follow her.

She had to speak to General Koon.

But of course, no such luck. They were light sleepers and her movement had woken Comet, who very rarely slept through the night anyway.

"Where you going pup?" He yawned sweetly, and Y/N had to stop herself from awwing.

She couldn't humanize them.

Not now.

She had to see them as an obstacle to overcome. A dangerous road barrier in her life, otherwise, she would break. She would stay and let them dictate her life, because it felt so good to just be. Be loved and be cared for.

"Just gonna put some clothes on and take willow for a quick walk. I'll be back soon."

By now the others had woken.

They were each starting to peel themselves up and dress.

"You want some company?" Wolffe asked, staring at her adoringly, shameless in his bare skin.

Belatedly Y/N realized she was still naked, and immediately set about looking for some clothes.

Wolffe chuckled. "Over here, sweet pup", and he gestures to a pile of washing she had done a few days ago.

Y/N knew it was there. But she had hoped to not have to pass him to find something to wear.

hesitantly, Y/N stepped over. She shook her head no at his question.

As she went to pick something out, Wolffe's arms came around her waist. His face nuzzling its way into her neck.

"You sure you don't want company?" He asked again.

The Wolfpack had always been more trusting of their brothers aboard the triumphant. More willing to let her actually be alone, at least for a few minutes, but they still didn't like to be separated from her. Y/N thought fast, coming up with an excuse as to why she should go alone.

"Yeah. I'm just gonna let willow outside for a but then swing by the mess"

Y/N knew Wolffe hated the mess in the morning. He did everything he could to avoid it as it was overrun by star struck shinies trying to ask him a thousand questions.

That did the trick. Wolffe let her go and boost handed her a red dress. The colour matching his hair. He had always loved that dress. It was short and soft and comfortable.

Y/N took it, along with whatever underwear she saw first, and put them on, not acknowledging the still naked clones watching her dress.

'Do they really not give that much of a fuck' she thought to herself.

Boost, Sinker and Comet hugged her close as she passed them, kissing her on her cheeks, hairline and forehead.

"Come back soon." Sinker had tenderly spoken into her skin, as the others finally began to dress.

Y/N almost rolled her eyes. They acted as if she was travelling across the galaxy. She just gave a small grunt of agreement instead, and headed out the door with Willow and Windchimes on her tail.

As soon as she was out of sight, she made a beeline for General Koon's quarters.

This was amazingly out of line for someone of her rank to be doing this to their General, but she was desperate and needed help.

She got to the General's door and was about to knock, when it slid open on its own.

General Koon was in the middle of the room. Sitting cross-legged on the floor in a patch of sun, but began to stand up when Y/N still hadn't moved.

"Miss L/N. Please, come in."

She stumbled into the room. Caught off guard at how he knew she was there. Willow and Windchimes waited politely at his door.

"Your friends may enter as well, child" he added, with kind amusement.

Her dog and tooka happily trotted inside, the door sliding shut behind them.

"How did you-?"

"I could sense your distress long before you reached my door. Tell me young one, What worries you so?"

She hadn't planned in breaking down.

She wanted to be the strong confident person who stated what she needed. But the General's genuine, fatherly tone broke her, and she burst into tears. General Koon immediately reached out to her. Placing a comforting hand on her shoulder and allowing her to hug him as she stuttered out an explanation.

"General. I'm so sorry. I...I need help. The wolfpack they're too much. I need to get away from them..." she sobbed into his robes.

He gently pulled her away from him, worried about where this was going.

"Miss L/N, I need you to calm down. What has the Commander and his men done?"

"Sir I... Maybe...No. This was a mistake. They're your men and, and-"

The general took her hand.

"You are part of my crew too, young one. You have just as much the right to feel safe here as anyone else. Please tell me what the Commander has done."

The flood gates opened. She told him everything.

How they would not leave her alone.

How possessive they were, how they wouldn't let her talk to anyone outside the ship, or even just be outside the ship, without one of them glued to her hip.

Finally she told the General about the incident in the city yesterday. How Wolffe had beaten an entire group for watching out for her. How they had taken advantage of her shock to put her in a position she had been denying for weeks now.

Shocked, General Koon asked what they had done, praying to the force it wasn't what he thought.

"I, maybe it seems strange, but they've been trying to get me to shower with them for a while and, I don't know, I just, let them. Last night. It was like I was a doll or something. They just undressed me and washed me and passed me around, hugging me like I was a toy. And, and I let them. I just LET them."

She felt embarrassed and disgusted with her own weakness.

The General on the other hand, felt sick.

"Y/N, they didn't try to..." This was hard even for him to say.

Those boys were like sons to him. Good soldiers and, he thought, good men. But this obsession with Y/N alarmed him.

"No, no they didn't try to sleep with me. They just hugged me. Held me close, kissed me."

There was more. Plo could feel it.

"What else child. There is more on your mind yes?"

Y/N looked disgusted with herself.

"I liked it" she said with a small voice.

"I liked their attention. Let it happen and I-"

"Y/N", The general said firmly. "This is not your fault. They put you in this position. Took advantage of your shock and vulnerability. None of this is your fault.

"I don't want them hurt or sent back to Kamino. I just wanna, disappear, I guess."

The general tilted his head.

"You wish for their actions to go unpunished?"

"I don't want them to be killed and used for parts. Maybe I should hate them. But I don't. I just wanna leave. Besides, they cant chase me up if they don't know where I am. Or even if I'm gone at all. That's really why I came here, Sir. I need to leave. As soon as possible. Today even, if I can, and I need to do it without them finding out."

Plo didn't entirely agree with Y/N's reasoning. But could understand her want to not hang around to decide a punishment, wanting, instead, a stealthy get away. So he decided to help her. Right now.

"I can get you a transfer to another station. They need managerial staff and are providing housing along with it. The stations just above Naboo, plenty far enough away from where me and the Wolfpack usually roam. It may be a step down and out of your current position, but its the best solution I can offer you."

Y/N felt like crying. He was helping her. He listened to her. Believed her.

"Thank you sir. When can I go?"

Plo kindly helped Y/N up off the floor.

"They are desperate for more help, so right now actually. The shuttle to the ship that will transport You there leaves in 5 minutes." He passed her a hooded cloak to wear on the way to the shuttle" I'll escort you and you companions there, we'll try to avoid the cameras. Unfortunately you'll have to leave your possessions behind. I can arrange for all the paperwork to be completed while your in transit, including an advance in pay and an alias. You can think of a name on the way there." He was already leading her out the door, heading towards the shuttle bay, which, thankfully, wasn't too far away.

They made it to the shuttle just in time. Y/N turned to the general.

"N/F/N N/L/N. That's what I'll go by."

The General tilted his head.

"Well then, N/F/N N/L/N. Good luck."

"Goodbye General, and thank you."

"May the force be with you, my child"

With that, the shuttle door shut and Y/N was off to her new home. Hope blooming in her heart.

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Wolffe was furious. His entire pack was.

It had been three months since Y/N had disappeared. He let her out of his sight for what he thought was going to be five minutes and their pup never came back.

They had started to become concerned after half an hour had passed and still no sight of her. They became distraught when she still had not returned after two hours and none of his brothers on the Triumphant had seen her or her pets anywhere.

Something had happened. Had she been taken? She wouldn't leave would she?

No, she had to have been taken against her will, that's the only reason there could be. This is why Wolffe didn't want to let her go out alone. He'd had a lapse in judgement thinking their pup was safe on board the ship, and this had happened.

Not knowing who else to go to, Boost suggested that they ask Plo'Buir for help. Their pup and Father seemed to be friends and it's possible that maybe she was with him. Y/N didn't really have any other close friends on board, preferring to keep to herself.

When they asked the General about her, he told them she had to go planet side for an indeterminate amount of time.

"Using her leave, for family matters" He had stated. There was an odd distance to his voice, a coldness that hadn't been there last time they spoke.

The pack didn't buy it. There had to be something else.

"Anyone else get the feeling something more is happening here?" Sinker had asked once they arrived back at Y/N's bunk.

They preferred going here as opposed to back to the barracks due to the privacy it afforded them.

"I agree. I'd never question Plo'Buir, but this doesn't add up. The only family Y/N has planet side is her mother, and they've been no contact for years." Boost added.

None of them believed that Y/N or the General were trying to trick them.

No.

It must be something else. Someone must have forced their pup to leave their side, but why? What had happened.

All of them wanted nothing more than to go out and find her. Hunt her down until she was safely back in their embrace. But they couldn't do that. The Triumphant was setting out for a mission in the outer rim. Who knows how long they'd be gone.

Too long, as they soon found out. Three months into the mission, and Wolffe had become more foul tempered than ever. He snapped at anyone who looked at him wrong, barley had any patience for the civilians he was here to help and sequestered himself in Y/N's old bunk with his pack when not on duty.

They all missed her desperately.

The mission was just about to end when the clones got an encrypted transmission from the Coruscant guard and the Alpha clones.

Palpatine was dead.

He was the Sith Lord behind the entire galactic conflict.

Fox had killed him personally in defense of his young Jedi daughter. Apparently she had discovered his secret through ARC trooper Fives, who she and the Corries had secretly saved. This had brought the clones plans for their beloved Jedi forward. It was time to take their family, their loves away.

The 104th would bring their General, their Father, back to safety. Wolffe would ensure their were no complications and personally see Plo'Buir settled and safe. But after that, they would go out to find their sweet pup.

It was time for the Wolfpack to hunt.

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Y/N was happier than she had been in a long time.

Her job above the planet of Naboo had turned out not to be as demanding as her old communications station had. she had free time, freedom and a beautiful planet with housing just below the ship she was on.

when Y/N had first arrived on the ship, she had nothing but the clothes on her back, her two companions and an encrypted com that General Koon had snuck her before she left. It contained all the details she would need to know in her new life. She had been nervous and shy, jumping at corners and looking out for familiar grey and white armor everywhere. but eventually she settled down. became more at ease.

A big reason behind Y/N's happiness was her bunkmate and now closest friend, Lazara Rei. A tall Togrutan woman with the bubbliest, kindest, most outgoing personality that Y/N had ever encountered.

When they first met, Y/N had been very nervous. Lazara was an intimidating beauty with dark blue skin, powder blue montral and soft orange designs on her face and horns. she towered over Y/N, dwarfing even the clones and Y/N was immediately weary of her.

But Lazara was the kind of personality that just brightened up a room, seemingly gravitating towards the shy and lonely, taking them under her wing.

Y/N hadn't noticed how toxic, how controlling her relationship with the Wolfpack had been, but now compared to that situation, her friendship to Lazara seemed like a cool, refreshing breeze against her skin, where she once felt crowded and sticky.

She and Lazara were currently off the clock and walking around a market in Naboo. They had been discussing their failed relationships and crushes.

Lazara, most amusingly, had the biggest crush on General Koon that Y/N had ever seen.

"I don't care what he looks like. That man is a certified DILF. Just his voice, and the way he moves...just UGHH" she had been gesturing wildly while describing her precious crush.

"I've seen him in action, ya know. Twice, when his ship and ours were on a co-op. He really seems like a man that would take care of you." she sighed, dreamily.

"He is." Y/N commented, examining a table with carved wooden jewelry.

"You've met him?" Lazara asked, almost offended that Y/N might have details about the general and was keeping them to herself.

"Well, out with it. What's he like, in person" she asked, her voice low and mischievous.

"He's actually the one who got me the transfer here. I was having some, lets say trouble, and needed help. He listened to me. Believed me and didn't hesitate to go out of his way to help." Y/N then looked at Lazara. a smirk on her face, "I've seen him fight many times too. he is very graceful."

"I KNEW IT! TOTAL DILF" she yelled, gaining side eye from everyone around them. she lowered her voice again, if she could, Y/N believed she would be blushing.

"You didn't happen to catch what he smelt like did you?"

"LAZARA" Y/N exclaimed

"What? Say what you want about them, but a good smell on a man can mean a world of difference. I bet he smells good right? Not like he's drowning in cologne? Ugh, I hate that in a guy. I once dated someone who wore so much I swear I had a blood alcohol reading from it. Young me really had no taste" Lazara bemoaned the mistakes of her youth.

"He smells clean. Like fresh linen, I guess."

Lazara looked pointedly at her and gestured for her to continue.

"I kind of, might've, cried in his chest when I went to him for help."

"What? And you were just gonna keep that from me? What was it like? Did it feel awkward? Was he a good hugger? Was he strong, I bet he was."

At this point they could see the stall owner start to get annoyed over their loitering and they decided to go hunt down a decent place to eat.

"Um, I don't know. I wasn't really paying attention. He wasn't awkward or distant, more supportive. Like, he let me choose if I wanted to hug or not, and yeah, he is pretty strong. One time he found me while I was having a seizure, helped me up like I was nothing." Y/N reminisced, trying not to think about the Wolfpack. she suddenly remembered a few more details.

"He's, I can only think to describe it as cozy. You know when you see pictures of old libraries and they're warmly lit, the shelves are all a rich red and the books are leather-bound. Everything's slightly aged and worn, but it all feels very welcoming and warm? That's what it feel like to be hugged by him. Welcoming and warm. He called me things like Young one and Child, made me feel valid and seen."

Lazara looked like she was in another world, dreamily staring ahead into space while they walked. The market had passed behind them while they talked and they were now on some nature walk out of Theed.

"Lucky girl, living my dream. I'm Jealous"

Y/N playfully shoved her.

"I have one of his cloaks at home if you wanna try and sniff his scent out ya weirdo. He gave it to me when I left"

"NOO, you make it sound so weird and creepy"

They both laughed. the ease of their relationship had amazed Y/N. Lazara had a way of sensing and navigating her moods that led her to wonder if she herself was force sensitive.

It would make sense. Lazara had once told her the reason she was on board that ship was because her younger twin brother was the Jedi General aboard it. Y/N was shocked at this. she had never really thought about the family the Jedi left behind.

Lazara hadn't talked to him, and he didn't seem to remember her enough to recognize his sister after all these years. but it brought Lazara a certain amount of peace to be able to see her brother safe and well.

Playfully, the Togrutan shoved Y/N's shoulder.

"What about you? Any crushes?

Partners?

Fuck buddies or doomed romances?"

Y/N sighed.

"Only the ones I'm running away from. I'd rather not go into detail."

Lazara looked at her understandingly. she looked like she was going to say something when suddenly she and Lazara were pulled to the side, off the path and behind some trees. They couldn't speak or move. Looking over her shoulder as much as she could, terrified of who might be behind her, Y/N saw a cloaked figure, tall and imposing. Then everything blacked out.

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Wolffe was enraged. How had this happened again, when he was right there, right outside the door!

The room he was in was destroyed. the furniture was torn up and there were several blaster shots in the wall, the clones weapon still hot.

Their Plo'Buir had run from them. From THEM. He mustve been scared, felt danger when they took him and brought him to this room.

he wasnt in any danger. he was as far from danger as any jedi could be, with his sons right outside the door ready to fight for him.

true, they had drugged him and put a dampener on him so he was weakened in the force. but its not like the drug was harmfull or he wascut off from his powers completly. the Wolfpack wanted to protect him, not torture him.

It hadn't been enough. their Plo'Buir had still managed to escape. in his hazy state of mind he must've perceived some sort of enemy and run away from them. he should've just come to his sons.

They would've done anything to comfort him.

instead he chose to slip out via an air vent that Wolffe had though was to small for him, his powers too weak.

But their Buir was a strong man. He'd had to be.

Plo'Buir had escaped, but Wolffe wasn't done yet. They had left a tracker on the cuff they used to dampen his force capabilities. All the Wolfpack had to do was catch him before he found a way to remove the cuff.

Wolffe stormed out of the holding room. Boost, Comet and Sinker on his heels, equally enraged as they boarded their starships.

They would find their Buir all right, And when they did, they would make sure he would never be without them again.

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When Y/N came around, she expected there to be pain. there was none. she was lying on the floor of a cave, Lazara beside her, slowly coming to herself. there was a scrunched up cloak underneath their heads.

Lazara groaned as she sat up.

"What happened? where-Y/N!" The Togrutan went to help her friend up, looking around for whoever brought them here.

a figure walked into the entrance of the cave. his figure still blury to the womens sight, but Y/N came to recognise some pretty distinctive features.

"GENERAL KOON!" She exclaimed with relief. she had thought the Wolfpack had found her.

despite everything, when Lazara found out who had taken her, she still had to supress a dopey grin at her crush being 5 feet infront of her.

"Hello young one. It's good to see you again"

He helped her and a frozen Lazara sit up.

"Although I'm afraid it's under dire circumstances."

Y/N looked pointedly at him.

"What's happened?"

"The clones have gone rogue. Fox killed the chancellor. Palpatine was the Sith Master behind everything."

Palpatine was a Sith master? she had never cared much for him, but damn, she wasn't expecting this. Lazara finally seemed to find her voice.

"The Sith Master... but wouldn't that mean the war is over? why hasn't anyone been told?"

"It appears the clones have taken control of Kamino, the Gar and Coruscant is under lockdown. all the clones have been ordered to bring their Jedi back to the temple. I don't know why, I barley managed to get away."

Lazara looked sick, thinking of her brother.

"Have they taken our ship? the Jedi General, he's my brother sir"

Y/N could see visible shock on the Generals face.

"I'm afraid so, my dear. Commander Waves took control of the bridge this morning. your General has not been seen since"

"How do you know all this?" I asked.

"When I escaped the Triumphant I took one of the tech clones data pads. I've been using it to listen in on their commands."

"General, not that I'm not glad to see you, but why did you come here?"

"More bad news I'm afraid. When the Wolfpack caught me they put an inhibitor cuff on me. I removed the cuff and found a tracker. By that time I was far too close to Naboo. The Clones arrived shortly after I did. Wolffe was leading them. I'm sorry, Y/N."

Y/N paled.

They were here.

They would find her. How many officers transferred to Naboo three months ago and just so happened to own a dog and a tooka.

"How did you find me?"

"I've been following you all day, young one"

Lazara looked up, realizing something.

"All day, general?"

"All day, dear Lazara. I must say, I'm quite flattered."

Despite the situation, Y/N was thoroughly amused. Lazara looked horrified.

Y/N's Amusement didn't last long though. They all watched as several clones with jetpacks circled their position.

The Wolfpack had found them.

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Wolffe couldnt beleive their luck. He and the Pack had coordinated with the cruiser above Naboo. it was the closest planet to where their Buir had dropped off the radar.

meeting uo with the Commander, a clone called Waves, he had learnt that a new member of his crew had been transferred from the triumphant about 3 months ago. it was a last minute transfer. the woman had a dog and tooka with her.

"Y/N's been here the whole time! What has she been doing?" Boost blurted out, unable to fully express how releived he was to hear about their sweet pup.

"Honestly, shes been managing the mechanical wing on level 5. one of my best officers. efficiant and knows how to keep everything in line. a few of my other officers could learn a thing or two from her."

"Thats our girl" sinker said proudly.

"Do you have any way to know where she might be? if we find her there's a good chance we'll find Plo'Buir." Comet pointed out.

"She'll most likely be with my cyare, Lazara Rei. they've been the best of friends since Miss N/L/N arrived."

"N/L/N?" Wolffe questioned.

"Yeah, her name. N/F/N N/L/N"

The Wolfpack looked at each other

"That's how she did it..." Sinker speculated

"N/F/N N/L/N isn't her real name is it?"

"No. It's Y/N L/N"

Waves looked at them with understanding. He couldn't imagine losing his General or his darling

"All my officers and mechanics are required to carry key cards. its how they are able to travel between the flagship and Naboo so easily. If miss Y/N is anywhere, she'll be with my Lazara. and luckily, my dear Lazara's key card has a bit of extra tech in it, so I can make sure she doesn't stray too far or into danger. I'm willing to bet if you find my cyare, you'll find your General and Y/N"

"Thank you, Waves. we'll set out to retrieve them immediately." Wolffe shook Waves' hand.

"We will provide jetpacks and the necessary sedatives you'll need for the job. Just one thing. When you find them, be gentle with my darling please. she's so kind and would hate for her to be hurt at all"

Wolffe could see the cracks in Waves' composure. He was as worried for his darling as him and his pack were.

"We'll bring them all home safe and sound, Commander" Wolffe said, putting his helmet on. they would not lose another minute.

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General Koon, Lazara and Y/N had all run in different direction. Scattering like prey beneath the wolves gaze.

But they were no match. Y/N saw Lazara scooped up by two of the Wolfpack, she couldn't tell who, but they seemed to sedate her as her body went limp for a second time that day.

She then saw General Koon darted from a distance. He didn't have his lightsaber but the clones were too smart to try and take him close up, resorting to a tranquillizer dart from a distance.

The General was taken away and just like that, she was the last left, with the fourth clone hot on her heels.

She was getting dizzy again. Y/N hadn't eaten anything in too long. The clone was catching up to her, but she couldn't move any faster. Suddenly her vision blurred. When it focused again she was face to face with Sinker's familiar helmet.

"No-"

"Pup, its okay-"

"No, NO-"

"Pup, please, its me, its Sinker!" He tried to reason with her, not sure why she seemed so panicked, tossing and turning, trying to get out of his grip.

"NO! LET ME GO! PUT ME DOWN! YOU CAN'T, ITS TOO..." She had moved around too much in his arms, throwing herself out of his grip and dropping from hundreds of feet above Theed.

"AHHHHHHHH!"

Y/N screamed as she plummeted towards the ground, Sinker following her and catching her just before she hit the ground.

Hovering in place, he held her quivering, panicked form close, trying to soothe her, and calm himself.

"shh, shhhh, its okay sweet pup, its alright. I'm here. We all are. We're gonna take such good care of you now. Your safe with us okay. We were all so scared for you sweet girl."

Sinker kept cooing and whispering reassurances in her ear. Y/N couldn't hear any of them. Her blood was rushing in her ears from adrenaline, her body still shaking from the fall.

Sinker held her closer to his chest, squishing her against his cold, hard armor. She was shaking so bad, her eyes screwed shut. She didn't notice Wolffe, who had dropped off Plo and come down to help when he saw Y/N falling, approaching from behind her.

Wolffe crowded against her as much as he could mid air, his helmet coming to rest on the back of her head.

His own shoulders were shaking slightly. His throat horse from the scream he'd let out when he saw his sweet pup falling to her death.

"It's alright pup, everything's gonna be alright. We're gonna keep you safe. You must've been so scared. I'm so glad to see you again. I love you so much, we all do."

Wolffe kept talking as he raised his arm, a sedative in his hand. moving Y/N's hair to the side, tenderly caressing her bare skin, before plunging the needle into her neck.

The last thing Y/N heard before everything went black was Wolffe telling her they'd all be together again soon.

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Y/N woke up with the headache of the century. she was sore, and her mouth was dry.

She went to move, to look for her dog and tooka when she realized something. there was a bandage around her arm and she was surrounded by clones.

Her clones. They'd gotten her after all.

Y/N started to shakily unwrap the bandage, the clones around her begining to wake up.

"No, no, no..." Y/N muttered to herself, seeing what they had done to her. The light from a tracker blinking under the delicate skin on the inside of her wrist, a little too close to her veins.

A warm naked chest pressed against her, thankfully, clothed back. Two warm arms enveloping her tenderly.

Wolffe kissed her forehead and moved down her face to kiss and nip at her neck and shoulder.

"M'sorry sweet pup, but you left us no choice." Y/N started to cry, Wolffe kissed away her tears, "We cant keep you safe and loved if you disappear."

Sinker, Boost and Comet cozied up to her sides.

"We missed you so much, our sweet, sweet pup."

[yandere-writer-momo]

Yandere Head Canons:

My Purpose

Mad Scientist Husband x Reader x Yandere Clone

Now your husband, Dorian Goodman, truly believed he was doing you a favor with his newest creation… or should he say creations? He felt like a horrible husband by being away from you for long hours but he was allergic to pet dandruff so that was out of the equation… so why not clean himself? That way you wouldn’t be lonely! He only had his genius to blame for the horror he inflicted on you from this…

So imagine waking up to see your husband laying beside you in the bed still? His arms felt colder than normal and he smelled like preservatives… something was off but you couldn’t put your finger on it… his black hair was still long and beautiful just like his dark lashes. But something in your gut told you this wasn’t him.

And that’s when the figure beside you wakes up and gives you a bright smile. “I’m Dee. I’m your husband’s clone to keep you company while he’s away.”

You never shot up from the bed so fast to call your husband. You were extremely upset with him for creating a replica of himself rather than spend time with you himself… the nerve!

But your husband reassured you it was fine. That Dee was essentially him in every single way and that Dee could be your companion. He brushed off your concerns on this being cheating since Dee was a complete biological copy of Dorian himself but Dee could be deactivated by Dorian’s voice… it frustrated you. Why couldn’t he just leave his silly inventions behind and just spend time with his own spouse once and awhile? You were so lonely in this mansion…

But you didn’t take your frustration out on Dee. The poor clone was as clueless as you but he insisted he was created to serve you. Dee’s purpose was to take care of your needs

Dee would clean around the house and do the yard work. He was the complete opposite of the stoic Dorian. He felt more like a real human being than your own husband… minus how abnormally cold he was. He didn’t talk much but he was there. You started to grow attached to him

You spent a lot of time with Dee. He’d cover you with a blanket if you sat in your reading nook to read, he’d brew you your favorite coffee/tea, and he’d rub your shoulders. You constantly had to tell Dee that it was okay. That he didn’t have to be at your every beck and call but he would always say, “you’re my purpose.”

And Dee took notice of your sexual frustration when he peaked in on you touching yourself in the privacy of the bathroom within the glass shower walls. Curiosity began to settle in him. The cute whimpers and cries from your lips stirred something within him and he pushed the door open

You nearly screamed when Dee entered the bathroom, the only place he wasn’t beside you. But what shocked you more was the large erection in his gray joggers. It seemed he was more human than you thought and you were aching for something inside of you…

You let Dee have his way with you. He truly was a copy of your husband from how much he stretched you. Dee felt so good. He was so big and he was so strong. And he oddly smelled like your husband now… like clean linen and citrus. It was comforting and sexy. It was like Dorian was with your right now. Like Dorian was inside of you.

And in your passion it spilled from your lips once your orgasm rocked through you. Three little words that changed Dee forever, “I love you.” Dee held you while he rode you through your orgasm until his finally came. His strong arms held you up and his cheeks were filled with color. You loved him. You loved him. Dee didn’t want to ever be deactivated. Des wanted to be with you.

Dee would big spoon you every night. His large body pressed as close to yours as physically possible. There was a change in him. He was starting to become warm. Warm like a furnace. It was strange…. Dee became more and more human as the days turned to months. Your texts to your real husband became less and less but he probably didn’t even notice since he was busy with his inventions.

Dee would make you breakfast every morning and have his face between your legs to please you while you ate. Breakfast and sex became the norm for you and him. It felt so wonderful to feel wanted again. And every time, Dee begged you to tell him how you loved him. He would do anything to you to hear those words. Anything.

A shame you started to neglect your real husband. Dorian was shocked to see you folded up in a pretzel in your bed while Dee slammed into you like a mad man. This wasn’t what the clone was built for. He wasn’t built to fuck you. What the hell?

And that’s when Dee gave him a smirk. It was like looking in a mirror except there was something terrifying behind those ice blue eyes. Something sinister and Dorian didn’t like it at all. Dorian needed to get rid of Dee quickly… Dorian gave Dee one last look before he walked out of the room before you noticed

Dee kissed your head as he tucked you in. “I’m going to go get some water, okay?”

Dorian waited in the kitchen for Dee to come to him and the clone did. Dorian and him stared at each other for a few minutes before Dorian sighed.

“Deactivate.” Dorian told Dee but the clone remained standing there menacingly rather than deactivating like he was supposed to. “I said deactivate-“

And that’s when Dee launched himself toward Dorian and began to strangle him. His ice blue eyes filled with glee as the color slowly drained from Dorian’s face. An evil smirk on his face.

“It’s my purpose to make (your name) happy and there not happy with you so you can’t deactivate me anymore.” Dee whispered in Dorian’s ear. “They don’t love you. They love me.”

Dee ended up burying Dorian in the backyard before you woke up. He didn’t want you to be sad about your old husband any longer….

Dee slipped the ring he took off Dorian’s finger onto his. The shiny gold band now proudly on display. A smile on his face. Your real husband was with you now and he’d make you happy.

[classificationhell]

is it true mourningstars clones are just as obsessed with reader? Is mouningstar sure he can trust them with us? And how would you say they would differ from mouningstar if at all?

They're obsessed, but he has the power to dismiss them at will, and if his mind is compromised, he goes unconscious or is drugged or something they immediately disappear. So, if they want any interaction with you at all, they have to do it on his terms.

However, because they are the same kind of obsessed as him, he knows for sure he can trust them if needed even if he gets jealous at any interaction they have with you. Because of this, though, they don't really differ much when it comes to anything about you. One might be a bit more touchy feely when they watch you, but that's only because he didn't supress any of the need to cuddle and smother you in as much affection as he could. Basically, any time the original might suppress a fraction of an emotion or thought just enough for you to be more comfortable or something his clones might not.

[therealmofamorus]

The Dark Perverted Corruption (RWBY AU: Clone AU)

“W-What!?.”

Pyrrha Nikos, the four times champion of Mistral Regional Tournament and Mascot of Pumpkin Pete’s and the P of Team JNPR found herself gawking at her identical clone who look at her with a sweet, but lascivious smile that was both warm and benevolent akin to a holy mother saint and predatory that had her paralyzed from the sight alone and made feel like she was in the presence of a very dangerous sexual predator who will corrupt her into sinful indulgence of her lust.

“I said. You and I need to get our Man, to fuck out Nikosussy into submission. Have him filled us with his seed that’ll rape our fertile eggs like a group of marauding raiders.” The Clone of Pyrrha Nikos look at her prime vision with depraved gaze in her glowing green eyes as she pulled her closer to her athletic-yet-voluptuous body. Her hand’s touched the pure, virginal body of her original and sniffed her natural womanly scent with a dark, perverted expression.

“I-I….” OG Pyrrha tried to say something to Clone Pyrrha, but between the sheer sexual charisma and corruptive power of seduction of her clone made it impossible to speak up or make any sounds but a pitiful whimper.

“Don’t you want him to smash our Nikosussy with his big fat Arc’D?” Asked Clone Pyrrha with a manipulative smile and a husky laugh as she leaned closer to OG!Pyrrha face, her pink lips nearly touching OG!Pyrrha lips. “Don’t you wanted to be free of the self-restraint and repression of the desire for our beautiful, manly stud. The perfect paragon of man who will make us his eternal, faithful love slave for the rest of our lifetime~?”

The more her charismatic yandere-like clone speak, the more of her words of corruption corrupted her pure self, twisted and corrupted her into letting go of her moral values and sexual inhibitions.

[captaintiredmeme1696]

Fanart of https://www.tumblr.com/jetiisyandereclones Au.

[icouldntfinditsoiwroteit]

hello! I just found your blog yesterday and I don't know if you still accept requests, but uh, if it's OK could we have more of Slick's squad being obsessed with him? please?

Hello, sorry for taking so long to answer, I just didn't have the time and haven't been in the best mood to write.

This was more centered around Slick, to make the timeline a bit less wonky, this happens before my first post of Slick and his squad and also before Kanan and the reader are captured by the clones.

But it does happen after the great escape which I will write about later, it occurs alongside the "Yandere clones and their running kids" arc, which I will finish someday.

And yes I am taking requests of any fandom I've written about previously, if you want to give me a question or prompt to continue the story go ahead but I also make headcanons.

Slick became painfully aware of his injured body the moment consciousness came to him.

He didn't bother to move or even open his eyes he already knew where he was.

The cushioned floor and the smell of chemicals filled the air, he was all too familiar with the isolation room, this is where they would take him every time he tried to escape or anyone else.

Slick hated the fact that he felt pity for the Jedi, but when he had seen General Kenobi come out of it a husk of himself, it had managed to scare Slick, he had seen Kenobi endure so many things but this, this had managed to break him, so if they were able to break someone like Kenobi what chance did he have.

Slick remained still for around an hour after he had woken up, he had gotten good at counting each second in these rooms.

He finally opened his eyes and was met with the pure white cushioned room.

Slick sighed as he sat up.

He saw a tray of food on the floor, he stood up and went to retrieve it.

*Rations,* Slick noted, they had stopped giving him any food besides that when they noticed he used the food to keep track of time.

He began eating knowing there was no point in starving himself.

It wasn't until he had finished that he heard the all familiar sound of the door to his cell opening.

He remained sitting but put his tray on the floor, he did his best to hide his surprise, no one in these rooms ever got visits, so why was he getting one.

When the door opened he saw Cody at the entrance.

Cody entered the room and the door quickly closed.

"Commander," Slick greeted with a mocking tone.

Cody ignored it.

"Your breaking a lot of your own rules coming here," Slick continued.

"I want your help," 

Slick raised an eyebrow.

"You used to help with Obi Wan's padawan didn't you?" Cody asked.

Slick didn't answer, he did, he and his men had been the ones to help the kid in many of their training sessions, Slick hadn't hated the kid, but he had to admit he had been a bit...angry, when the kid was assigned the seargeant position of another squad and had basically left them.

But he could never bring himself to blame them, after all the kid had to endure for their safety, Slick knew it was for the best.

"Yeah," Slick finally answered.

*Did they capture them?* Slick wondered, he knew that in the last mass escape, every single Jedi of their same species had managed to get away, he wasn't surprised, even without the force they were still more than capable of tearing down wall of beskar, what had surprised him was how long it had taken them.

"I'm also aware you came into contact with...mandalorians who hunt their kind," Cody continued.

Slick narrowed his eyes, he wasn't liking were this was going.

"What about it?"

"The battalion 901 have tracked down their general, who is a Nakild, so we want you to help in designing a solitary cell for someone like them," Cody explained.

"I know you were held in one and your research after didn't go unnoticed,"

Slick could only look at Cody with a poker face.

Had he lost his mind?

Those cells were made with the sole purpose of holding Nakilds long enough before they were skinned alive.

"They aren't cells, those are death traps," Slick corrected, he had done all that research for the sole purpose of making sure the kid was never in anything even remotely similar ever again, to make sure they would never fall into it again.

"And the fact that you know that is more than enough,"

"We just want you to create something just as effective but without the intention of killing, just containing until they understand," Cody explained.

Slick wanted to tell Cody to fuck off, to get away from him, the screams he heard in that cell no matter for how little time will always haunt him.

But then he remembered that he wans't the only one there, it had been him and his men, so the question of why was Cody coming to him came up.

"You know I wasn't the only one there that day, so why come to me?" Slick asked.

"I want to give you a chance,"

"Many wanted you to be executed for what you did, but your men begged me not to, to give you to them," Cody said as he came closer, Slick pressed himself to the wall behind him.

"And I can tell, that they love you, they love you just as much a me and the 212 love Obi Wan, so I have hope,"

"Hope?" Slick held his fists tightly.

"Hope that you will someday understand, just like my Jedi now does, that this is for the best," Cody continued as he took pressed his hands on Slick's shoulders.

"So I want to give you a chance, to prove that you can help us in keeping our family safe," Cody finally stepped back, Slick breathed out in relief for the much need space.

Slick could only stare in disbelief at Cody, he truly believed his own words...

Slick wanted to curse him out, but did he actually have a choice?

Even if he said no, his old squad would make them, if they were as delusional as the rest they would see it as a necessary evil and he would be stuck in the same white room.

So Slick sighed heavily hating what he was about to say.

"Alright...I'll help you," Slick gave in, he truly didn't have any other option, but like this at least he could try to find a way to slide a weakpoint at some point in the design.

"I'm glad you are coming around," Cody said.

"Then we have no time to waste, your men are eager to see you," He instructed walking to the door.

"Now?" Slick said not really exited of going back to his men.

"Of course, I'm sure your men will be more than able to keep an eye on you while you all work," Cody said as the door opened.

Slick swallowed but followed, knowing there was no escaping this, and saying that the white room was better would be the biggest lie.

[melody-chan333]

When a kind-hearted gnome boi takes your human crush so you take his life privileges and turn chunks of his flesh into pizza toppings

Anyway, this is my new PT AU where instead of Pizzahead being a yandere for Peppino, Feppino is now a yandere for Peppino

I call this AU "My Yandere Clone"

What? No I'm not shipping Peppifake, it just popped into my head for some reason

[badbatchyandare]

Whelp the long awaited part 6! I’m thinking about naming it ‘ it’s ok brother, we’re here.’ But it’s still a work in progress! Sorry for the late update too! This part will finish up with the last one so if you want goes ahead and read the other ones to get the whole idea! Leave comments! Likes! And reposts if you’d like! Now let’s get on to our program! And if you have a request go ahead and send them!

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Tech soon found himself walking down the hallway to find Cody. He first goes to the commander’s quarters and then he’ll go to the cells. Maybe he’ll find his brothers and see what the problem is. He needs to know that his brothers will be safe.

Echo leads omega to the mess hall and they get in line for food, a few of Jedi younglins play around with a few clone cadets. With a few troopers keeping watch. Echo asks omega if she wants to play with them but she shakes her head saying that she’s hungry. A few kids run in between the little line that was formed and nearly tripping over a trooper's feet. A trooper calls from across the cafeteria. Telling them to be careful even though the troopers that they tripped over just chuckles as he moves on in the line. “ I’m surprised that they’re letting them run around. But I guess you can’t do very much with little kids.” A trooper behind him says as he smiles. Echo looks down at omega and passes her a tray. Picking up one for himself. Getting the food he wants as well as helping omega with her food as well. He was a little surprised to see Civi walk in tho. That was until he recognized them. It is one of the few people who helped them with translation with other people before the droids were updated with the language. Sadly they were caught in the Crossfire of battle as they were being protected when a grenadine fell into the trench and well everyone knows what happened. They were badly injured and couldn't see anything nor could they hear very well but the troops took pity on him. They tried helping him and everything and he was very appreciative of it. Then they started to get obsessed with him. Worrying about what he did where he was soon nowhere was safe for him. I’m their eyes that is. The poor guy couldn’t really help but to trust them. At that moment they were the only ones to help him. And well he ended up here. He watched as other troopers coms for someone to pick him up and or to make sure that he’s in the right place. It was someone different then what omega had seen before. “ Who's that?” She asks in a hushed voice not wanting to make someone mad. “ a civilian that was caught in the crossfire… so the clones decided to..help him out.” He gives her the answer. Soon a trooper ran in and looked around. Once he saw him, he instantly ran towards him and grabbed hold of his arm. He had already turned towards him so he didn’t jump when he grabbed him. They talked softly to each other before getting into the food line.

Echo and omega eat quietly and watch the kids run around or play. Soon they finished, putting their trays up and getting something for Wrecker. Leaving they notice that there were a lot more clones entering the cafeteria. Probably a change over in shifts. “ it seems like we hit it just right” echo comments and omega smiles and nods. As they continue the walk back to the barracks. Omega continues to talk About her brother curious about how they were like, asking echo about what they were like. They decide to take the long way around. Just to give the others time. Omega was talking so much she didn’t notice when echo steered her away from a hallway. One of which Echo believes is where the isolation cells are. Especially when they were taking a teenager out of the cell who was obviously scared, clinging to a clone's arm. He didn’t want Omega to see that. Soon they’re back at the barracks. Omega was a little upset to see an empty barracks but by now she finds herself tired. She’s worried herself to death about her brothers that she was losing sleep. Echo knows that, he leads her to hunter’s bunk and tells her to rest. She protested against it but Echo reassured her that he will be there when she wakes up. She nods, quietly kicking off her shoes and climbs into hunter’s bunk.

“ What if they don’t like me?” She asks in a shush voice. Echo was a little shocked. “ Oh little one they will, I promise. I just know it.” He replies as he sits down on the edge of the bunk. Telling her that will love her like a little sister. Soon she asks if he could tell her stories about them and he happily tells her. After a little while she falls asleep hearing things about her big brothers. Echo carefully kept lookout waiting for any news about his brothers. Hoping that the news that he was waiting for was good. But that was all that he could do.

Was to hope.

[jetiisyandereclones]

Hey! First of all, absolutely love your writing and art, it never fails to make me smile when you post.

I don’t know how to type this without sounding awkward, but I had a random platonic yandere/reader idea inspired by your yandere clone family au that I just wanted to get out of my system and figured you might enjoy.

I started thinking about Arla Fett (Jango’s older sister) in this universe. 

In case you aren’t familiar with her character here’s a quick summary: After the murder of her’s and Jango’s parents she was enslaved by the Death Watch and eventually developed an extremely damaging case Stockholm syndrome. She would act as an assassin for the death watch before being arrested. Later on a Jedi general-turned mandolorian by the name of Bardin Jussik would try to help Arla heal from her trauma but after she begged him to help her forget about it entirely, Bardin simply wiped her memory using the force. The two then fell in love and would have settled down (had order 66 not occurred).

So, then I got to thinking: what if these events happened a few years sooner so that Arla and Bardin were already settled down during the war. And how would the yandere clones react to not only having a blood related sister, but a Jedi brother-in-law, and their likely force sensitive teenager aka reader.

Let’s say the war ends and the various clone battalions are rounding up their respective Jedi but the group formerly run by Bardin Jussik wind up having trouble tracking down their long lost general who left abruptly during the war due to his issues with the Jedi council’s leadership and the republic’s approach to the war. 

They get to the point that TBB get called in to help find him.

Even after some time passes, Jussik doesn’t seem to be anywhere and most assume he’s dead as there is literally no trace of him anywhere. TBB eventually refocus their efforts on to other troublesome Jedi (Such as Kanan, Ezra, Vera Sai, and Nazra) who have at least been seen alive and well in the past decade.

Their efforts to track down the Ghost crew lead them back to Lothal since it’s a planet the Ghost returns to regularly. 

The rest of the batch spreads out to search for clues while Hunter brings the Marauder to a refuel station bc the busy marketplace gives him a headache and he just needs a little rest from constantly tracking. 

He gets there and he’s met with reader working the station who’s about three or four years older than Omega. As Hunter asks them to just refuel the ship he can’t help but notice the teen is sort of staring him down.

Expecting some kind of anti-clone sentiment or getting called sub-human he simply asks

“What never seen a clone before?”

Reader looks at him confused and Hunter suddenly remembers that Lothal never had any part in the war and most people on the planet couldn’t care less who he or his brothers were, especially now that the war was over.

Suddenly, almost like they can read his thoughts, reader starts looking embarrassed and apologetic.

“I’m not sure what that’s supposed to mean but…yeah I guess I have been pretty rude just staring huh?” Reader holds up a hand in front of Hunter’s face and closes one of their eyes so that they can only see the non-tattooed side of his face. “It’s just- my buir used to show me holos of my ba’vodu and I swear you look just like him. I’m probably just imagining it.”

Hunter is taken aback by the comment and is suddenly very interested in learning more about this barely paid refueling station attendant’s family. He figures the kid’s dad and uncle are deserters like Cut Laquane. Reader’s additions of some mando’a into their sentences only seems to cement his theory.

The two have a friendly conversation and Hunter finds himself amused by reader’s wide-eyed curiosity about the world outside of Lothal as it’s very reminiscent of when he first met Omega. 

Meanwhile reader is just thrilled that this starship captain is willing to answer all of their questions about his adventures across the galaxy ( Hunter leaves out the whole capturing and lovingly imprisoning all of the Jedi of course). 

Reader grew up on a farm with barely any contact with anybody aside from their parents (the other kids on Lothal find reader creepy for some reason) so speaking with Hunter is a breath of fresh air.

Reader rambles on about how boring life on the farm is and how they were lucky their parents even let them get a job in town since they’re so overprotective.

Reader winds up feeling guilty for making Hunter uncomfortable at first due to them staring at him and then info dumping on him. Eventually reader offers to pay for the Marauder’s fuel as an apology for wasting the man’s time.  

Hunter and reader wind up talking for so long that the rest of the batch come looking for their leader, only to find him lightly bickering with a kid about how it’s not necessary for them to pay for his fuel for simply looking at him a little too long.

Hunter suddenly remembers he has a duty and mission to complete and goes into leader mode, discussing with the others on where they should land the ship for the night so they have a place to stay.

Reader casually offers the empty field on their family’s farm since they wouldn’t have to pay for it like the ship docking spots in town. Reader also mentions harvest season just passed and their father has a tendency to cook an excess of food. 

Wrecker is sold on the idea immediately upon the offer of free food and begs his brothers to take up the offer.

Hunter, Tech, Echo, and Crosshair are made suspicious by the generosity and Crosshair is the one to ask what the catch is.

Reader simply made the offer in hopes of learning more about these strange off-worlders and decides to (naively) strike a deal.

“No catches, no fees. All is ask is each of you give me your best stories from your travels across the galaxy. Deal?”

The batch takes them up on their offer and soon find themselves following the kid home. As they travel, the batch all start noticing things. All of them had been around force sensitive children for some time now and had learned about the small habits that  most force sensitives had. Maybe reader answers any questions they have before the batch can even ask them. Almost like they read the batch’s minds. The batch quickly notice that reader’s reflexes are just a little too fast for a normal person. None of them really need the confirmation but Tech discretely uses a scanner to check reader’s medicloroan count and it’s a higher amount than most.

By the time the Marauder is nearing reader’s farm the entire batch knows they’re taking this kindhearted and naive little force sensitive back with them to Kamino. Now they just need to decide if they need to “take care of” reader’s family before they go.

They land and reader runs up to the house where their very confused mother is waiting in the front yard. Every member of the batch is stunned when they get a good look at reader’s mother. The woman quite literally looks exactly like an adult version of Omega. It’s almost frightening.

Reader’s mother doesn’t entirely know how to feel about the strangers (given she got her memories about the clone war wiped it’s likely she doesn’t realize they’re clones. Let alone clones of her brother)

Reader’s mother introduces herself as Arla Jussik-Fett. At the same time, Bardin steps out of the house and upon seeing the clones, freezes. 

Now, Lothal is an isolated planet, far from the republic. (Exactly the reason he chose to live there)

So Bardin had only heard whispers and warped rumors about what the clones had been doing. As far as he knew, Jedi and force sensitives found by clones were never seen again. Of course Bardin is going to assume they came to kill him and his family.

He never stopped carrying his lightsaber out of cautiousness and already has his hand on it out of instinct.

Reader notices their dad standing close-by and waved him over. 

“Buir! You’ll agree with me! Mom doesn’t agree but don’t you think these guys look like ba’vodu Jango?”  

All hell breaks loose after that.

 Clone force 99 is #shook and Bardin runs to stand between his family and the clones.

“Cyar’ika, ad’ika, go inside and lock the door.” He order, activating his lightsaber. 

Reader is VERY scared by the sudden tenseness that’s taken over. Bardin and Arla share a look and Arla quickly takes reader inside.

Bardin and the Bad Batch take a long few minutes to size one another up. After some time Bardin finally speaks.

“We will give you all one chance to turn around and walk away.”

Crosshair pops a toothpick in his mouth and takes a moment to scan the area.

“We?”

“We.” Bardin nods.

Just then the shot of a sniper rifle rings out. The end of the toothpick in Crosshair’s mouth splinters and is left charred as a blaster bolt just grazes the tip of it. The bolt doesn’t hurt a hair on the clone’s head, but is definitely WAY too close for comfort.

The batch quickly trace the origin of the shot to the front-facing window in the second story of the house where Arla is standing with a rifle pointed down at them.

Arla, despite having lived a fairly quiet and domestic life the past few years, is still a dead on shot. She was a very successful assassin for the Death Watch after all. 

Hitting the toothpick was a warning shot. Crosshair would have dropped had it not been.

“My riduur is right.” Arla shouts down from the open window. “He’s not really the one you need to be worried about.” 

Both Bardin and Arla lived difficult lives and as a result were very particular about security and protecting their home. They wanted to make it so their ad’ika could maintain their innocence. Unfortunately this resulted in reader being extremely sheltered and completely banned from learning how to use their force powers.

After a lot of struggle, Bardin and Arla manage to escape with reader by the skin of their teeth. 

So, TBB return to Kamino to share their strange news. 

They bring the name Arla Fett up to the Alpha clones and they’re vaguely aware of the name as Jango had mentioned her fondly once or twice.

The news quietly spreads around Kamino as a rumor. Some clones are absolutely enthralled by the concept of a new addition to the family. Others are cautious upon finding out Arla was once part of the Death Watch and are against the idea of bringing someone like her near their Jedi.

Some shinnies make the joke that the Fett genetics must give them a type since Arla herself married a Jedi just like so many of her brother’s clones. 

A few of the clones wonder if Arla shares their yandere tendencies. Some clones are already referring to her as Ori’vod Arla and joking about how they wonder if Bardin Jussik is good enough for their big sis. And then some clones just don’t care.

Meanwhile the squad once run by Bardin Jussik is ecstatic to find out their precious general was alive after all. WITH A WIFE NO LESS! Suffice to say they are stoked.

The news about Bardin and Arla’s force sensitive kid is far less widespread or just gets overshadowed.

Since Bardin is off the grid the clones have no idea where he would go. They ask around the Jedi on Kamino but Bardin was never very friendly with any of them. So they instead decide to see what they can find about Arla. Thanks to Emperor Vader the clones are given access to Arla’s arrest records and the subsequent psychiatric treatments she received while in prison. 

When it’s revealed that Arla was essentially enslavement by the Death Watch and used as a soldier it’s like a switch is flipped. Every last clone on Kamino suddenly realizes that the Death Watch did to Arla exactly what the Republic did to them. She really is their sister. A kindred spirit.

Cue the most quietly chaotic custody battle in history with various clone groups and individuals trying to figure out who gets to bring their dear sister and her Jedi husband home to Kamino.

It doesn’t really matter who does it bc the second she’s there she won’t be leaving. With the combined power of the entirety of Kamino it doesn’t take long to find the Jussik-Fett family.

And when they find out about reader? Their ori’vod’s precious ad’ika who’s force sensitive?!

Every single clone is obsessed and wants to be the best uncle.

Every. Single. Clone. 

(I have no idea how that would work out but I feel like the clones would find a way to organize it without completely overwhelming their ori’vod’s dear ad’ika)

Reader’s little family of three suddenly gets much MUCH bigger.

I can see Bardin Jussik being absolutely miserable after being wrangled onto Kamino. (He is absolutely not going without one hell of a fight. He is dragged in kicking and screaming)

The guy left the Jedi order in favor of a mandalorian lifestyle bc he hated the rigidity and hypocrisy of the Jedi. He hated how he couldn’t use his abilities to help more people just because the republic said he wasn’t allowed. Being constantly surrounded by the various Jedi artifacts spread around Kamino would most likely make him feel even more trapped than the bars of the cell that he was kept in before he finally calmed down and stopped biting any clone who would come near.

But he wouldn’t exactly have a chance to escape, especially not with his wife and child! The man would rather die than leave his family alone with the obsessed clones.

I can see him assisting in escapes, but not going with whoever gets loose. He always makes sure he won’t be tied back to the jailbreak so he and his family don’t get in trouble or separated as a punishment. 

(The clones quickly figure out the best way to keep him from trying anything is threatening to take his wife and reader away)

Arla would probably be conflicted about the situation. While she knows being imprisoned on Kamino is supposed to be terrible, she’s happy to be given a second chance at being a sister to Jango. Even if she knows the clones aren’t exactly him (mentally and emotionally that is). She has been in an abusive hostage situation before (Death Watch) but for some reason to her, this time it’s different…? The clones don’t burn a brand into her back like the Death Watch did. They don’t give her scars, don’t chain her up. They never hurt her. They are soft and loving, looking UP to her for guidance and making sure SHE is comfortable being called ori’vod and acting as an older sister to all of them. Many clones go to her for parenting advice and sometimes just to excitedly talk about their day or ask about hers. 

Arla’s mental health has been cracked from a young age. The clones somewhat use this to their advantage. Arla knows that what the clones are doing to the Jedi is wrong, but she also doesn’t entirely see the harm in it?

So many of the families living on Kamino are happy and healthy and everyone cares about one another. And Arla knows that as long as she stays, she’ll be surrounded by family and friends and love. She wouldn’t have to worry about armored soldiers bursting through the door and gunning down her family in front of her. Not again.

She knows Bardin is dissatisfied, and restless and she feels terrible for wanting to stay, but as long as she stays on Kamino, she knows her family is safe.

Reader starts off ecstatic. FINALLY having friends and family who understand them, and mentors willing to help them use the force properly. But before long they start feeling trapped again. Reader realizes they may have traded one prison for another. Lothal for Kamino. They still find themselves wanting to explore the stars. Reader eventually approaches ba’vodu Hunter and asks him if they can come along on the batch’s next expedition.

Hunter flat out says no. The Alphas are strictly against it. Reader asks around and literally every clone on Kamino says no to letting reader come along off world. It’s too dangerous out there for a naive little one like reader! They’re too sweet! Too innocent! (They are also literally getting close to being 18 and very much not a child anymore)

And reader finally realizes the mess they accidentally brought upon themself. 

one day they defeatedly walk up to Hunter, take a seat next to him, tiredly leaning their head on his shoulder.

“Remember that deal we made when we first met? And you promised to give me your best story about one of your adventures? I’m ready to hear it now…”

I’d love to know your thoughts on this! I’d love to know what you think would go differently. This wound up being a lot longer than I thought it would but I figured you might find it interesting! 

Your work is amazing, I think it’s SUPER creative. Please don’t forget to take care of yourself and have an amazing day!

I actually love this.

I dont have a whole lot.more to add except jango fett is still alive in my au. So that would make things extra interesting for aarla.

Also, Bardin and Vera would vibe. She orchestrates a majority of the successful escapes from kamino, and is glad to have his help.

[ad0rechuu]

۪ ★ ۫ MILKY WAY ୨୧

based on milky way by seohyun

SYNOPSIS. ━━━━━ It’s not everyday that your friends childhood friend turns out to be the girl that you literally have a fan account for, but for Seonghwa, San and Mingi it’s become a reality. being able to get close to your bias is great! even if she does have a raging crush on someone else…

6mar23 | st. 09/03/23 / fn. 31/08/23

pairing. ━━━━━ college students! fans! park seonghwa, choi san, song mingi x fem! idol! reader (x idol! oc)

featuring. ━━━━━ ateez, kang seulgi (red velvet), fatou samba (black swan), park sujin aka swan (purple kiss), shin yuna (itzy), do hanse (former victon) oc, fem oc

genre. ━━━━━ smau, written, humor/crack, fluff, angst, suggestive, love square, idol/college au, strangers to friends to lovers, really slow burn, pinning, secret identity

warnings. ━━━━━ i’m not a native english speaker so my english might be a little off sometimes ! ! ! timestamps/sm numbers mean nothing, sexism/slutshaming, swearing, mentions of food/sex/serious topic, kys/kms and other questionable jokes, use of pictures for yn but only for reference (only of dark skin poc used), cyber bullying, ssngs, mental illness/anxiety, mentions of alcohol/drugs. small age gaps, more thorough warnings in the actual chapters, let me know if missed smth

notes. ━━━━━ the taglist is closed, spam likes are fine but consider reblogging with comments of ur thoughts (not only on my work but on other authors work too!) credits to the rightful owners of all the graphics n music

PROFILES. ━━━━━ SANRIO TRASH (STAR) ᜊ THE VIRGINITY CORNER (ATEEZ + YNS BBGS) ᜊ EXTRAS

PART 1. PRE TIME SKIP :

★ CH 000. prologue: HONGJOONG HAS FRIENDS?!

★ CH 001. CLONE FANTASY

★ CH 002. THE JASPER TO MY SHERLOCK

★ CH 003. SUS, VERY SUS

★ CH 004. DON’T LEAVE ME TALL FUCK

★ CH 005. EDIBLE SCENTED CANDLE

★ CH 006. MY LITTLE MEOW MEOW

★ CH 007. ONE OF THE GIRLIES

★ CH 008. SHES SO PRECIOUS!!

★ CH 009. IS YN OKAY?

★ CH 010. NO FANBOYING

★ CH 011. INTRODUCTIONS: PART I

★ CH 012. INTRODUCTIONS: PART II

★ CH 013. SUPER COOL AND HOT (RESPECTFULLY)

★ CH 014. AESPA WAS RIGHT

★ CH 015. GODDAMNIT PARK SEONGHWA

★ CH 016. WHAT THE H*CK

★ CH 017. I’M SO HASTAG SRS

★ CH 018. OPERATION: YNGYU

★ CH 019. HE’S UP TO NO GOOD

★ CH 020. PRAISE KINK ERA

★ CH 021. BAES JUST LIKE ME FR

★ CH 022. NVM Y’ALL HE RESPONDED

★ CH 023. TWO HEART EMOJIS

★ CH 024. RPS LEGEND

★ CH 025. KANG POMPOMPURIN

★ CH 026. BEGINNING OF A CHEESY ROMCOM

★ CH 027. WTFDYM

★ CH 028. IMAGINE NOT TALKING

★ CH 029. BLACK LIST SPEED RUN

★ CH 030. AS LONG AS SHE’S HAPPY

( EXTRA. ASK THEM ANYTHING EVENT:: PART i )

PART 2. POST TIME SKIP :

★ CH 031. BOMBASTIC SIDE EYE

★ CH 032. AS HOT AS I EXPECTED

★ CH 033. MY BABIES (AND KIM HONGJOONG)

★ CH 034. EVEN THE YANDERES

★ CH 035. DONGSAENG ZONED

★ CH 036. A STRANGE FEELING

★ CH 037. OLD FRIENDS

★ CH 038. I DON’T THINK I’M OKAY

★ CH 039. MINGI UR A PATHOLOGICAL LIAR

★ CH 040. LOVELY

★ CH 041. STEP BY STEP

★ CH 042. DON’T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT

★ CH 043. OOPS

★ CH 044. WHATDIDIDOTOMYSELF

★ CH 045. LOVE LETTERS TO LEE HYORI

★ CH 046. LOSER DOESN’T EVEN DESCRIBE IT

★ CH 047. IF ONLY SHE KNEW

★ CH 048. LE’ ASTRE

( EXTRA. STAR’S 5TH MINI ALBUM :: LE’ ASTRE )

★ CH 049. FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT’S UNHOLY

★ CH 050. I’M ALRIGHT, I PROMISE

★ CH 051. BUTTERFLIES

★ CH 052. #STAR IS KILLING ME

★ CH 053. OK? OK! OK

★ CH 054. PURSUE HAPPINESS

★ CH 055. WHY DID YOU NEVER TELL ME

★ CH 056. THE TRUTH

★ CH 057. SERA WATANABE

★ CH 058. XD

★ CH 059. MILKY WAY

★ CH 060. LOVE

( EXTRA. ASK THEM ANYTHING EVENT:: PART ii )

ENDING O1.

★ 00i. PERUVIAN LILIES

★ 0ii. THE PRETTIEST

ENDING O2.

★ 00i. WHAT MAKES HIM, HIM

★ 0ii. LOM(OMMY)L



ENDING O3.

★ 00i. FINAL PUZZLE PIECE

★ 0ii. MINE.

★ AFTER WORD.

milky way © ad0rechuu, 2023. do not copy/repost.

[limes-sagau]

Starting My Sagau Writing Journey

Ok Im wanting to dip my toes into the Sagau writing scene and I wanted to put out about 3 ideas I have and plan on writing. Each idea will be outlined below and people are welcome to take inspiration off of them just make sure to tag me in the writing. There will also be a poll at the end where you can vote for which one you want to see first. When I finish writing each chapter they will be put up on AO3. 

Shimeji AU: 

For those who don't know, Shimeji is a browser extension that spawns a chibi version of a character onto your browser. This character can then move around and climb on the borders of your web page and just be a cute little distraction (I know this might sound like malware but its not I've had a Venti and a Lumine Shimegi for a while now and haven't experienced anything that can imply they are malware) 

This would be more of a drabble and less of a full fic. 

Basically the characters in genshin become aware through their Shimeji and then begin acting up in your browser when you're out of the game (when you're in game you're fine).

If you leave your web browser opened when you leave your computer you will come back to it being on a weird page 

Like Venti looking at a wine website 

Diluc somehow ending up on a streaming service watching Batman 

Yae Miko finding your writing 

I'll likely start off with characters from Mondstadt and go down the list for each region.

Kidnapped by the Harbingers (not the final title): 

Exactly as it sounds, in the middle of the night you are taken from your college dorm (or room I likely won't specify) to Teyvat after the harbingers find a way into our world. 

Haven't decided which harbinger will be sent (leaning towards Childe because I feel like it would fit best and he'd be down for that type of experiment). 

Most of it will take place in a separate castle from Zapolyarny Palace. 

If you want to know my specific location I have in mind their is a visual novel called Dottore And The Spy where you become Dottores apprentice (highly suggest this visual novel) but its main story takes place in a castle in the middle of a frozen wasteland away from civilization where both Pantalon and Dottore live. This will be the main location for the story. 

I'll also be adding in Capitano as another permanent resident of this castle because I want to write about a big strong man who is the emotional intelligence of the three main harbingers present. 

The other harbingers and the Tsaritsa will appear but they will be much more understated in their role.

I want this fanfic to go into the mental load that being locked away from the world has on a person's psyche.

Readers' powers will slowly awaken, making it harder for the Harbingers to keep us a secret from Teyvat and specifically Celestia.

This won't be a full blown yandere fic with the harbingers, they will be slightly possessive but it is more about your safety since Celestia doesn't like you. 

Celestia will be the ultimate enemy over all but the story will not be focused on shooting down Celestia from the sky as readers powers will not ever reach the strength needed to face Celestia alone. 

Harbingers plan will not have changed; they are still working to take down Celestia.   

This will be taking place after Sumeru (so no Scara or La Signora and their will be less clones)

The story will also include 

Getting to know and bond with your castle staff like maids or ladies in waiting (I know these are typically only given to female presenting reader but I want to write about gossip and forming friendships so this is what I'm going with) 

Quality time with each harbinger

Impressing Dottore with your basic levels of knowledge on Astronomy (since Teyvats sky is fake)

Eventually a runaway arch

Lots of tears and mental breakdowns, but don’t worry there will be comfort as well

Shenanigans 

Possibly NSFW after reader finally convinces everyone to stop calling them “your grace”

To Make a Haven (Title might change):

Imposter (but reader is the real deal) AU

Reader gets killed once by a mob of NPCs 

I want it specifically to be NPCs so the reader still has emotional attachment to the playable characters

Reader seeks out a safe and secluded place  

Teyvat awakens to readers distress and opens up a hidden area of the map to the reader that can only be accessed through very specific means. 

Reader eventually starts bringing in Hilichurls to what for now im going to be calling “the Grove” 

Reader will begin messing around and experimenting with her powers and finds a way to somewhat heal the hilichurls 

This isn't a full fix it will be like layering a curse on top of a curse in order to negate some of the effects of the original curse

The hilicurls will not return to being human they will become something else (human like but not human) 

This fic will contain way more original characters 

Reader will be more spiteful in this fic but less in like a “make everyone suffer” way and more like “lets shake up the system and make everything more challenging for people because they tried to kill me” 

This fic will span over a larger span of time in world with the reader building a full city in the hidden area Teyvat made for them.

Well those are my three ideas! after this poll is done I'm hoping to get the first chapter out with that week, but I'm a college student and it been a while since I have written fanfiction so i make no promises.

[aaron-m-geist-ff]

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__JJK Fandom__

Toji Fushiguro - Going to Spirit Halloween with Toji, Mask kink smut F/M - Fluff and smut HC with male reader - Toji teases you for your small dick, M/M smut - Toji with his innocent gf, smut - Toji's preferred type of woman HC - Toji with a plus sized reader, smut, fluff F/M

Sukuna - King Sukuna takes your virginity F/M - You accidentally summon Sukuna with a ouija board, riding smut F/M - "Little ram" Aries girl smut, F/M - Sukuna with his crybaby gf, smut and fluff - Sukuna telling you to squirt on him F/M - Sukuna with a virgin reader who talks too much F/M

Satoru Gojo - Gojo teases you for being small and fucks you on the couch F/M - Gojo teases you for your resting bitch face, smut F/M - Gojo with an Aquarius gf HC - Gojo likes it when you cry, smut, F/M - Gojo's preferred type of woman HC - Gojo's favorite position HC smut F/M - Gojo listens to you tell a story and then fucks you until you can't speak F/M

Kento Nanami - Nanami discovers that he is bisexual and gets a bf - Nanami spoiling his gf HC smut and fluff - Yandere Nanami smut, over stimulation, praise, F/M - Royal!au Nanami is a duke, consummation smut, F/M - Nanami's preferred type of woman HC Mahito - Mahito wholesome HC - Game night with Mahito HC - Mahito with a partner who gets sick easily HC - Royal!au Mahito's a mage fucks you on the desk F/M - Mahito's turn-offs HC - Mahito's body HC - Volume during sex HC smut - Dirty secret HC - Aftercare HC - How gentle is Mahito during sex? HC - Mahito's favorite position HC - Mahito transfigures into a woman, smut, dom reader F/F - Mahito decides to fuck you in a supermarket bathroom, F/M - Mahito wants to explore your body, smut F/M - Mahito licks whipped cream off your chest - Double penetration with Mahito and his clone F/M

Suguru Geto - Geto likes your lingerie, smut, F/M - Perverted Geto asks shy gf to sit on his face - Geto's preferred type of woman HC - What turns Geto on HC smut

Yuta Okkotsu - Yuta with a dom reader, smut, riding F/M - Yuta with a dom reader, collar/leash, praise, corruption, F/M

Choso Kamo - Taking Cho's virginity HC, F/M - Choso as a bf HC smut and fluff F/M - Submissive Cho with a breeding kink, smut, F/M - Riding sub Cho until he whimpers, smut, F/M

Kenjaku Geto - Dirty secret HC

[icouldntfinditsoiwroteit]

Yo, how are you doing??? What if Plo Koon meet the Bad Batch and just went “these are my children now”

I am alive and still going to publish, sorry for being inactive for so long, college is kicking my ass.

Anyway, here it is, hope you like it, this ask I also placed it into my yandere clones au so I hope you don't mind.

So anyway this is a continuation

Previous / Next

Hunter crawled slowly through some vents over a locker room her remembered had some armor in it, if he was lucky he could nab one and use it to blend in, but just as he was about to move a tile to go down the room's door opened.

"I am telling you Comet, I can stay in my quarters if it helps keep you calm," The voice of the old Keldor made him recognizable immediately.

"No sir, right now I can't leave you alone, you may be in danger," COmet shot the option down as he took his helmet off.

It was Plo Koon, the bad batch had met him during one of their missions, he had been....nice but Hunter had done everything to prevent another meeting with the old Jedi, it wasn't so hard since the Keldor focused on the after-battles.

Hunter remembered how he had treated them, as if they were part of his men, who he already treated so well, almost like sons.

Flashback

"Hunter, my scanners detect that a lightning storm is approaching, it will be impossible for us to leave before it reaches us," Tech informed and Hunter couldn't help but sigh in disappointment.

They had been assigned this mission in order to test them with after-battle scenarios, and they had done everything perfect, hell, they were getting along with the other regs and he even liked the Jedi but Hunter couldn't help but feel a bit weird at how the old Jedi treated them, he was so kind and gentle with them, he had even gotten Crosshair to lower his guard.

"Then let's start preparing the camp," Hunter instructed and it didn't go unnoticed to him the way his brother's almost excited face.

They had finished cleaning up a day ago, so this would be a sort of break.

*At least I can sleep a little longer this time,* Hunter thought not at all against being able to sleep longer than usual.

"Oi, Hunter," Hunter turned to see Sinker approach him with a cheery attitude.

"Yeah?"

"Plo Koon says you all should join us in our camp," Sinker informed.

"Oh, thanks, but we can set camp by our ship, we wouldn't want to take space from you all," Hunter excused half-assedly.

"I recommend you do it," Sinker pressed and Hunter raised an eyebrow.

"Jedi can feel things and I have the feeling that the general knows that you may be in some sort of danger if you camp here," Sinker explained.

"Besides, Tech still owes me a rematch on sabacc," Sinker added looking behind Hunter, making Hunter not only aware of his brothers but also of their clear excitement, no matter how much they hid it, he could always tell.

"Alright, we'll take your offer then," Hunter agreed.

Timeskip

Hunter sat with a mug in his hands looking at everyone doing their own things, Wrecker was doing pushups with more and more ridiculous things on top of him with Boost cheering and adding more ridiculous things.

Tech was playing sabbac with Sinker and other regs and was promptly stripping them of any of their possessions round after round.

Crosshair surprisingly was telling stories and chatting with Wolffe and some other regs around the fire they had started a while ago.

Hunter had to admit, that he had never seen his brothers so at ease and happy with others, Hunter knew that they all would always have each other's backs, but he knew that they all needed to socialize with others.

"You hungry?" Another's voice brought Hunter out of his own thoughts as he looked up and saw a younger looking reg, Comet is he remembered right.

Hunter accepted the ration bar and Comet seemed to take this as an opportunity to seat beside him.

"This is really a good night, we don't usually get these sort of times," Comet spoke.

"I thought that you sweepers had it easy," Hunter muttered.

"Sweepers?" Comet asked.

"It's what my batch and I call the legions that focus on after battle's cleaning," Hunter explained.

"Oh, clever," Comet commended.

"But not really, even if it isn't the heat of the battle many, slavers and smugglers tend to visit these sort of places to try a loot whatever they can find, or we even have to deal with some remaining droids,"

"If anything I think it's the paper pushers back in coruscant who have it easy," Comet added and Hunter chuckled nodding in agreement.

"But don't let the general hear you, he doesn't like it when we say that sort of things,"

"Really?"

"Yeah, he doesn't want us to create unnecessary rifts or something,"

"Why does he care thought, genuine question?"

"Well, the general has always cared, about us, about them, I guess the Malevolence made him worry more than normal,"

"You were there?" Hunter asked, he knew what had happened, everyone did, but he didn't really know if there had been survivors or not.

"No, it was Sinker, Boost, and Commander Wolffe, I guess it hit General Koon to have had in the morning more than 9,000 clones under him to only have three left by the end of the day must have hit me hard," 

"Didn't know they did,"

"Care?" Comete asked and Hunter nodded.

"Well, you guys don't have any Jedi assigned to you, but they grow on you, I mean, look at your squad now," Comet pointed at how Plo Koon was chatting with Crosshair and the other regs he had been with normally, even Crosshair was relaxed.

Hunter remembered how the Jedi had also helped Tech before with one of his scanners when Tech never let anyone touch his machines, and how he had asked for them to camp with everyone else, just because he thought they may be in danger.

"The Jedi really are something....such a pity so many only want to use them," Comet murmured catching Hunter's attention.

"Don't they use you too?" Hunter asked.

"NO....sorry, I mean, no, the general has never used us, he fights with us, he sees us as...us I guess, not as blaster fodder,"

"Hell, I remember when he met Waxer, one of Cody's men, he learned about a little twi lek girl they had helped, it was almost impossible to separate those two..."

"The general...he and the Jedi, they all care and love so much, but they love an ungrateful galaxy, sometimes I wish he could see not everyone will return his kindness," 

"You really care about him don't you?" Hunter asked.

Comet simply hummed.

"OI COMET, COME HERE AND HELP US!!" Sinker yelled from the Sabbac table making Comet chuckle, he stood up ready to go but he stopped for a moment looking at Hunter.

"You know...I bet that if you wanted the General could get you and your squad majorly assigned to us," Comet offered.

"I guess the others could use the company," Hunter joked.

"I'll think about it though, thanks,"

After this Comet left and Hunter remained alone for the rest of the night as everyone went to their tents to sleep, Hunter was the first in the tent and the last awake.

No matter what he did he couldn't sleep, so after who knows how long he gave up and sat up, thinking that some air would help he went out of his tent.

The camp was dead silent except for some that stood guard over it, Hunter simply walked to the side of the tent of his batch to feel the cold air for a while.

What he didn't expect was for someone to notice him.

"Is everything alright Commander?" The old Kel Dor's voice surprised Hunter.

"General, I didn't mean to perturb you," Hunter immediately apologized.

"I'll, go back to my tent, I just wanted some fresh air,"

"No no, it's alright, I simply saw you and wanted to know if everything was alright," The Kel Dor assured.

"Oh, yeah, just having a hard time sleeping, sir," 

"Would you want a cup of tea, it can help," The Kel Dor offered and Hunter didn't want to bother the man so he simply nodded.

The Kel Dor began leading the way to the center of the camp where Hunter could see a kettle on the fire.

They approached it and the Kel Dor signaled for Hunter to set near as he began pouring the tea into a cup.

"Here, it shouldn't be too sweet but do tell me if it is," The Kel Dor offered the cup and then took another small container with a straw for himself.

"Thank you, sir," Hunter took a tentative sip of the tea and his eyes widened at the flavor he had never tasted, it was so...complex, so good, Hunter wanted to down it in one go, but he kept himself from doing so.

"I'm glad you liked it," The Kel Dor said pleased.

"It's....I....I've never tasted anything like it," Hunter admitted.

"I doubt the kaminoans gave you anything that actually tasted good, and so far my men have enjoyed the tea I've brewed,"

"But, isn't oxygen toxic to Kel Dors?" Hunter's asked.

"Yes, but I've always found the task of making tea very relaxing, and if someone I care for enjoys it, it only makes it better," The Kel Dor explained.

 Hunter quieted down after this for a moment.

"Do you have many restless nights?" The Kel Dor asked and Hunter nodded.

"Do you have any theory on to why?" 

"Well, I... sometimes things are just too much, and make it hard for me to sleep," Hunter admitted.

The Kel Dor remained silent in thought, Hunter couldn't help but feel anxious at what he would say, at the fact that he was trying to find a sort of solution for him...a stranger.

"I can't say I know exactly what you go through, but, I have had to deal with some sensory overload through my connection to the force," The Kel Dor began.

"Sometimes, it causes me to feel too much, to feel everything around me, when I go through this, I will usually perform any task that is easy and keeps me focused and I meditate to ease it,"

"For me making tea helps me feel grounded, and helps me until it passes, perhaps you could have a task of your own," The Kel Dor asked.

"Well, I'm not much for meditating, but sometimes when this happens I clean my arms, it usually helps," Hunter answered.

"You do not have to meditate, as long as it keeps you grounded but if you wish perhaps you would want to accompany in meditation," The Kel Dor offered.

Hunter was about to say no but he knew that if he went back he would remain awake all night, so he sighed and accepted.

Timeskip

Hunter opened his eyes suddenly as he sat up quickly, noticing he had waked up as the night guards switched with the morning guards the sun wasn't up yet and he couldn't have slept for much, but he felt the most rested he had since.....ever.

He looked around and saw the general kneeling as if still meditating.

"I see you've rested commander," The Kel Dor spoke gently and quietly.

Hunter could do nothing but blink, he was right, he hadn't even noticed when he fell asleep.

"I guess you were right about the meditating thing," Hunter tried to compose himself, hearing the Kel Dor chuckle made him know he had failed.

"I wasn't right, it was simply the right thing for you at the moment, but I am glad you rested," 

"Thanks," Hunter said as he got up.

"Have a good morning commander," The Kel Dor bid farewell as Hunter left for his batch's tent.

Timeskip

The camp was gone, everything packed and ready to go, the marauder was ready to take them back to Kamino, but the batch was bidding farewell to the friend they had made.

Comet had come to wish good luck to Hunter, which was pleasant, considering they had only talked a few times before.

"By the way, I meant it about what I told you last night, you lot are always welcome with us," Comet reminded him as he left to continue uploading his camp's stuff to the ships.

Hunter thought about it and how his brothers would love to see the legion again, maybe he could indeed ask the Jedi, he seemed very kind, and as he thought this Hunter had begun walking to where the Kel Dor was, but as he did he noticed a pair of shinies beside him talking cheerily with him.

As Hunter saw this he remembered how he was with all of the men, with his batch with him, and for the first time, he felt his heart ache.

Who was he fooling, even if he asked the General to have his batch mostly stationed it wasn't a real solution just a temporary one, even if he managed to have them mostly stationed with him, what about the rest of the time, Hunter would have to see his brothers have to say goodbye to friends who may die in the time they are gone.

They will have to go from being part of the legion to being alone, time and time again, Hunter couldn't do that, as much as he wanted not only could he do that to his brothers, but for some reason, he didn't want to see General Koon treating other like that, like him.

Hunter didn't like this feeling, he had no reason or right to feel like this over the General who he had only spent a night with, when his men, they had thought together, mourned together, he simply couldn't he felt disgusted.

So Hunter went to inform the General of the batch's departure, as he did so, Hunter felt as if the General could see through him, yet he said nothing about it.

"I hope we may be able to work together more often, I wish you and your brothers a safe travel and for you to be safe in your next missions," The Kel Dor bid his farewell alongside Wolffe.

"Thank you General," Hunter saluted before walking away, his hand balled into fists tightly so he wouldn't turn back.

End of flashback

Hunter closed his eyes riding himself off the memory, the past wouldn't help him now.

But he had to admit, would Hunter have agreed with all of this if he had asked the general to have the assigned to him?

Would he have helped in drugging and imprisoning the Kel Dor?

The man who treated them as his own since the start, would he have betrayed him like that?

But then again, Hunter now recognizes the way he felt back then with the possessiveness of the others, he also had it, was sit something they were born with?

Was it a virus, a sickness, a condition?

*I can't waste my time with this. I need to find a way out,* Hunter looked down again at the Kel Dor and how even in the state he was, he still worried and wanted what was best for his men.

The same way he had before, it had turned HUnter's stomach back then, he had never felt it and didn't want to start, so maybe that was why he avoided the wolf pack, after all, if you could, wouldn't you try to avoid the one thing that makes you feel a sickening jealousy.

Jealousy for having someone care for you, fight beside you, trust their life to you?

Hunter did, he wanted all of that, and he could have gotten it, but, not forever, not permanently, only "mostly", always in reach, able to feel the warmth of their light, yet never able to bloom under it.

Hunter was brought out of his thoughts when the sound of the door of the room opened and closed, seeing that Comet and the Kel Dor where gone, leaving the room to Hunter.

He finally moved the tile and jumped down and opened one of the crates where he found a new armor, they didn't stay plain white for long now, but it would do the trick for long enough.

*Let's get this going,* Hunter thought, leaving his previous thoughts and memory to be buried and forgotten in his mind.

[writingforatwistedworld]

I saw your requests open, so i decided to send in a request of my own before they close again <3 I'd like to request, Lilia Vanrouge, Ace Trappola, and Azul Ashengrotto with your self-aware au, if thats okay. My request is a GN!Reader who is the twin sibling to the overseer, who isn't that invested in the game but sometimes watches their sibling play. more on the platonic side too if thats okay!

You have every right to decline this request.

Self-aware au

I do not take any responsibility for you reading this no matter which age group you are from!

WARNINGS: Yandere themes, family problems, unhealthy relationship, obsession, implies kidnapping, violence

Ace Trappola/Azul Ashengrotto/Lilia Vanrouge-Twin sibling of the Player (PLATONIC!!!)

What a great day! The Overseer has blessed the world with their presence again!

The birds are chirping, it feels like it’s much easier to take care of the flamingos and even the hedgehogs are-WHY ARE THERE TWO OF OF THEM??!

Ok, the guy is just flabbergasted

There was never any talk about there being two Overseers

But wait, no. They aren’t the Overseer. You just look a lot like they were cloned

A bit of a different nose, the voice is also much different…

So… otherworldly being are also capable of having twins. Why does this suprise him so much?

It is a bit weird for him in the beginning

But over time he gets used to them and even wants you to be there

Why? Well because he is just a nice gu-he just wants bonus points

Imagine, your twin thinking that he is an awesome guy and telling them how great you think he is

That was the plan at least, now he geniunely cares about you (in a platonic way)

It’s as if you were adopted only that Ace is a lot more ready to use violence compared to what he would do if his older brother was the one should something ever happen to you

This guy is protective. People talk how boring you are in comparison to your twin? Deuce had to hold him back to beating them into… red messes

Sometimes he would also be grocery shopping for the dorm, see something and ask himself if he should buy it for his sibling on the other side of that seperation

Five seconds later he has to hold back a scream because he realised that he sees you as his own sibling

Yeah, safe to say that you just got a brother. A brother capable of a lot of violence should someone be the slightest bit rude to you but still a brother

Ah so, a twin?

Unlike Ace Azul is very chill with there being someone who looks like the Overseer

How nice, family fun… wait why aren’t you interested in them?

Azul wishes that you were even the slightest bit interested in the game

But no, you just watch your twin whilst stuff goes down here

Is this world not good enough for you?

Like a doting older brother he will try to correct things for you but… you aren’t the Overseer so there is not really something he can do…

It's suddenly like he has another reason for trying so hard other than his past and the Overseer

Now now, he can't be a bad brother, right? So everything needs to be perfect

Heartlabyul student number 36 suddenly feels chills going down his spine after he had said something in a dialogue that had bothered you

Azul doesn't even think about what he could get you when he is going out

No, he has more money than most students so when he sees something he just buys it

Of course not always, he also has to look out for the numbers on his bank account

He is very curious about you so he immediately starts trying to find out more about you like what you like, dislike, so on so on

There is that nagging feeling however

Azul knows that he means nothing to you even though you are like a sinking to him

So what does he need to do so that you at least notice him?

Floyd had never been so scared for his life before after he saw Azul threw that look in his direction

Octopus is a huge lump of muscles so I wouldn't be surprised that he once or twice crushed someones... breathing tube going down their throat out of anger and stress from wondering what he could do to make you his sibling

You know those religious moms that have a meltdown when someone says something against the foundation of their religious believes?

Yeah, Lilia is that mom just in male version

Whaaaat? TheOverseer has a twin? Are they testing him by showing him an illusion looking exactly like them?

Only after Malleus had a long, calming talk with him about his they don't really know that much about the Overseer despite them being their god

So after many emptied cups of tea and many sleepless nights, he finally accepts it

Whilst your twin governs this world you two share some banter and oh, how lovely it is

It almost feels like the old days when Silver and Sebek were much younger...

Congrats, if TWST had a reward system with funky names you would now get the notification of “Melancholy for the old days-how to make an immortal cry tears”

He definitely bursts into tears of happiness when he sees the two of you being so close

Ah yes, there were once those royal siblings which ended with one dead from his younger sisters jealousy, how good that the two of you get along

Those memories do get entangled with the sight of you two which makes him see you in a more “you-being-his-child” way

Your twin, no, he has studied too many scriptures to associate them like that. You though... you are more or less a new variable so...

How heartbreaking to see you separated from your true family, Silver and him

Malleus had a “wait what?” expression on his face when he heard Lilia cry about his lost child to him for the first time

Which led to Lilia telling Malleus that his child is on the other side of the two worlds and now there being preparations made it get that child back

Don't you worry, oh sweet child, soon you will be back by your fathers side, whether you want it or not

Oh he can't wait to introduce you to Sebek!

[yanderes-galore]

Hi would it be alright to request romantic yandere Anakin hcs who’s Jedi darling asked him to leave the Jedi order/council with her, cause she doesn’t want to be part of the war any more please 🙏

This request is very similar to one I did here, just that one was platonic and for Clone Wars. I will take a more general approach with this one :) Excited to write more Anakin. I used the plot/backstory of the platonic request but tweaked so please enjoy!

Yandere! Anakin has so much potential....

Yandere! Anakin with Jedi! Darling asking him to leave the order

Pairing: Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Female Darling, Obsession, Overprotective behavior, Manipulation, Violence, Mutual relationship turned forced, Implied intimacy, Paranoia, Dark themes, Imprisonment mentioned, Threats, Implied kidnapping/coercion, Kissing.

In terms of backstory, you and Anakin are both Jedi working for the order.

In fact this can be the same backstory as the Clone Wars Anakin concept I did except romantic.

Which would be you both knew each other from your Padawan days and grew up alongside each other.

So this is essentially an AU where you become Anakin's romantic interest.

Jedi shouldn't have such strong personal connections but he can't help but fall for the young Padawan woman he's grown up with.

You two are inseparable, often training with each other or speaking with one another.

Perhaps your relationship starts mutual.

Anakin has fallen for you and you fall for him over time.

Your relationship has to be secret yet you make do.

Having an already established relationship may just make Anakin's obsession worse.

It's seen in the prequels that Anakin is someone driven by emotion.

He's scared to lose those he loves.

Anakin would also be the first to sense you not liking the war going on.

By the time you wish to leave, Anakin knows you inside and out.

He often meets you in private for "training", when in reality you both share intimacy.

Anakin is addicted to every kiss you give him and he loves your warmth and soft skin.

You're his girl, his woman, and he loves you with all his heart.

He's a man willing to do anything to keep you happy and safe.

In fact part of him constantly worries you'll be in danger due to being a Jedi Knight like him.

If anything his fear skyrockets at the idea of you being killed... especially later on.

When you tell Anakin you wish to leave The Order, he's on edge about it.

He stresses out and he's worried you're trying to leave him.

By this point you're either his girlfriend or wife, depends on if this is around Clone Wars or the third prequel.

He vents these worries to you in private.

He worries he's doing something wrong.

But that just isn't true, you hate all the fighting.

You don't know which side tells the truth and wish to leave... maybe even have your own family.

The idea of having a family with you make Anakin's heart flutter.

The idea of protecting you as his cute little house wife is an idea that pleases him.

Yet he hates the idea of leaving you alone.

Then you drop a bomb.

You want him to leave The Order with you.

Deep down, Anakin really does want to abandon everything and run off with you.

He wants to have a family, he wants to have kids, he wants to keep you safe as his wife and your husband.

At the same time he's still dedicated to The Order.

At first he ignores your offer, instead distracting you with a kiss and tight hug.

He can't ignore it for long unfortunately.

You echo the question back to him, a frown on your face.

One way or another you may leave The Order without Anakin.

He just can't abandon things right now.

The relationship/love for Anakin dies down for you as you make your case and leave for somewhere private.

To make this more yandere and dramatic let's say Anakin comes back to find you after he's joined the Dark Side but before he fought Obi-Wan.

Anakin would've convinced Palpatine to spare you from Order 66 as you will no longer be a problem.

I also have a feeling you left The Order and Anakin for a reason greater than just the war.

Perhaps you had visions of what he'd do in the future.

As a result you tried to change things, but to no avail.

However, Anakin was never ready to just let you go.

You most likely sense his presence, it's darker from the last time you saw him.

His desire for you is darker, he did what he could to prevent your death due to Order 66.

He chose darker power to protect you and now he's finally returned to you.

It was a trial to find where you went but he guessed it was so no one found you.

But Anakin would always find you... he knows how to sense you.

His presence frightens you when he makes his way to your planet with Clone Troopers at his side.

You ask him if he'll kill you, you ask him why he couldn't just forget you after he left.

He made his decision... you made yours... what does he want?

Anakin reassures you he isn't going to kill you, in fact he made you an exception to the Order 66 rule.

No... Anakin came to collect you.

If you had kids then he'll take them too.

Their fate is unknown, however....

Anakin has just missed you so much and regrets not following you back then.

Maybe you had a point to leave....

Yet, Anakin is here now to love and adore you just like before.

You're stiff in his arms when he embraces you, kissing near your neck and cheek while whispering how much he missed you.

Things can be different now, he'll make it different.

He threatens you to not fight him on this.

If you fight him then he'll have to call for your imprisonment.

He's worked hard to make things perfect for the both of you.

Sure, he's given into the Dark Side, but you'll still love him, right?

Of course you will....

There's no need to be hiding from anyone now... he'll protect you as he did before.

Even if you're imprisoned due to no longer loving him and he's cast into lava... he'll probably still care for you somewhere in his heart until you die.