#Clone trooper Hevy x reader

[clone-anon]

Finding a Way

Pairing: Hevy x GN!Reader

Rating: SFW, we’ll say PG-13

Word Count: 2522

Warnings: Explosion at Rishi Station, some angst but plenty of fluff, description of injuries and healing, kissing, cuddling

A/N: This was written for @sinfulsalutations as part of the @rare-clone-fic-exchange. I hope you enjoy this. It's my first time writing Hevy, but I love him.

Summary: This is a Hevy Lives AU. You're a GAR contractor who takes supplies to various outposts, including Rishi Station. You strike up a friendly relationship with Hevy and are devastated to learn of the explosion, doing what you can to reach out to him once he heals, and getting a lot closer along the way.

Other characters mentioned: Domino Squad, 99, and OC clone medic Shots

Hevy did not like Rishi Station. All that training just to get here? The time passed in the usual way.  You connected via comms, bringing a shipment of cargo in for the squad.  He acknowledged when you asked for permission to land.  Your job had you skipping around to various outposts bringing supplies. Sometimes, you were the only outside face they saw for many rotations. 

You landed and Hevy greeted you as you got off the ship.  Echo confirmed the cargo you brought was exactly what they ordered. Ration bars, dehydrated soup mix, standard issue soap and shampoo, and five sets of spare blacks.  The boys all helped you unload the cargo and Hevy decided to walk you back to the ship. He didn’t have to. He wasn’t sure what propelled him forward, but he thought it would be a nice gesture.

“Thanks, Hevy,” you said, just before boarding.

“My pleasure,” he replied.  He smiled slightly and gave a small nod.  You returned the smile and had a feeling this was going to become your favorite stop on this route.

Every two weeks you would stop at Rishi Station with supplies and every two weeks Hevy would be there to greet you. You got to know Domino Squad well and made sure it was your last stop of the day so that you could take your time without having to worry about where you were headed next. You started including a few things that were not standard issue, just so they didn’t feel forgotten out there. They appreciated the fresh fruit, candy, and puzzles.

“You don’t have to do that,” Hevy said, as he watched his brothers immediately start scrutinizing one of the puzzles, excited for something new.

“I know,” you answered, “I just thought you’d like it.”

“I do,” he said with a smile. “I mean, er, we do. We definitely do.”

He walked you to your ship again, but instead of boarding right away, you stood outside long enough to look at the stars. You didn’t want to stay out too long with the local fauna being what they were, but you loved how clear the sky was tonight and you were really starting to like Hevy. He was strong and loyal to his brothers, but there was a gentleness to him too.  You looked at the night sky together and showed him some of the routes you took, your finger tracing a course between dotted planets. Hevy committed them to memory so he could think about you flying around out there, somehow close even if you weren’t there with him.

“If they ever let me off this moon, can I take you on a proper date?”  The question escaped his lips before he even had the chance to stop himself.

“I’d like that very much,” you replied.  “I live on Coruscant. I’m sure we could find something to do.”

“It’s a date then,” he said, reaching for your hand. You softly clasped his hand in your own, giving it a light squeeze and feeling heat fill your cheeks.  You were stuck staring into each others eyes and smiling when your chrono went off, reminding you that you definitely had to leave.

“I’m sorry,” you sighed.

“I understand,” he said, giving your hand a squeeze in return and letting it go. “Until next time.”

You nodded with a grin and got on your shuttle. He watched you fly away before rejoining his brothers.

There was not to be a next time, though.  You’d never go back to Rishi Station.  Several rotations after you left, there was an attack.  You heard about it from some other troopers on your route and your heart dropped to the floor.  It was another rotation before Echo managed to find you through a GAR database and managed to contact you.  They were back on Kamino with Hevy.  He’d nearly died, but somehow, the side panel on the bomb they made managed to stay intact and push him out of the building, protecting him from certain death.  Still, he was badly injured and the Kaminoans weren’t sure he would make it. If several jedi generals hadn’t intervened, he might not have found himself in a bacta tank. He had massive burns all over his body and a massive concussion along with internal bruising.  The recovery would not be easy.  His armor had been mostly destroyed, but it helped save him.

When you received the message, you read it as quickly as you could, hoping against hope that it wasn’t as bad as it sounded. You started crying when you read that Hevy was alive. Although your heart broke every time you got to know a clone and found out the war had taken them, Hevy was special to you. You gave yourself a moment to let the tears flow as relief swept through your being.  Once you were ready, you read the rest of the message. Hevy was doing poorly, but they were trying to keep him alive long enough for him to heal. Echo and Fives had joined the 501st and Hevy was set to join too, as long as he pulled through.  He was stuck on Kamino in the meantime.  He and Fives wanted you to know, but they couldn’t say more than that.  You immediately asked if you could come and see him, but the Kaminoans didn’t want that.  You didn’t really have a reason to be on Kamino and sneaking you in so you could visit had its risks.  Your heart sank again, but in your correspondence, Fives had an idea.  He asked if you could send a voice recording for Hevy and they could play it to him to try to help lift his spirits. They didn’t know if he could even hear it while in the bacta tank, but it was worth a shot.

And so, Echo and Fives found themselves standing outside Hevy’s bacta tank playing your recording multiple times a day. Hi Hevy. It’s me. I heard what you did and what happened. I’m proud of you and you need to get better. You still owe me a date. Promise me you’ll be there.  When Echo and Fives had to ship out with the 501st for their next mission, they gave the recording to 99, who sat there diligently playing your message at least once a day and keeping Hevy company.  After a couple rotations he started to notice Hevy’s hand twitched when he heard the recording.

Hevy heard your voice and his brain was trying to comprehend where he was. Was he alive? How was he alive? He felt himself floating and could hear 99’s voice after yours. He wished more than anything to see his brothers and to see you.  He promised himself he’d find his way back to you. 

It was only one more rotation and he was out of the tank.  He was greeted by 99, a medical droid, and a clone medic named Shots. 

“Glad to have you back, Hevy,” smiled 99, as the droid and Shots helped Hevy dry off and lay down.

“Glad to be back, 99,” he replied.

Shots and the droid started scanning Hevy and he just rolled his eyes.

“I just woke up,” he protested.

“Yes, but the faster we scan you and confirm you’re fine, the sooner you can leave,” Shots retorted with a grin. 

Hevy sighed and waited, keeping a particular eye on the droid.  There wasn’t a single clone he knew who loved the medbay or wanted to spend more time there than they had to.

“Okay, looks like your burns healed, internal bruises are mostly gone, and you have no signs of concussion,” Shots reported. “We’ll get you a training session to see how that goes, but barring any major issues, you should be ready for duty.”

Hevy was pleased with the news.  99 walked him down to his temporary quarters and told him what happened during and after the explosion. Hevy took in the information and accepted that it just wasn’t his time yet. At least they had been successful in defending Rishi Station. 

“99?”

“Yes?” 

“There was another voice. When I was in the tank. I heard your voice and one other.”  He didn’t want to give too much away, but he had to know.

“Oh yes,” 99 replied.  “Echo left this for you. Something about communicating with a supplier?”

Hevy smiled. “Thanks 99.”

A couple rotations later he passed a physical exam, was cleared to join the 501st, and headed out into battle, but not before following the instructions Echo left for how to contact you.  It all seemed to happen so quickly in your mind.  He nearly died and they were already sending him into battle. In his message, he explained what he remembered and promised you he’d be on Coruscant soon.  You wanted to see him before he headed into battle, but knew that’s not how the GAR worked.

You kept yourself busy in the meantime, still delivering supplies to the outposts and adding a new stopping point. Every time you went past the old route that would have taken you to Rishi, you smiled to yourself. You missed that stop. You missed him.  You were thankful you got to have some text correspondence while he was gone so you knew he made it through each day. He wasn’t allowed to say much about where he was or what he was doing as that was on a need-to-know basis and the army certainly didn’t want to risk soldier’s transmissions being intercepted while communicating with a civilian, but you heard from him and that got you through the day.  Your messages started getting more personal, allowing him to know you and asking questions about him. You told him about a cool plant you saw in the market or the new flavor of ration bar which did not taste as good as was advertised.

On his end, Hevy looked for a new message from you every chance he got. They always made him smile.  He loved reading about life on Coruscant, learning about your friends and the places you liked to go. He loved all the little details too.  He had gotten to know you and really liked you before the accident, but he was seriously falling for you now. He would be on Coruscant soon and felt his heart pound as he wrote, “So what about that date?”

On your end, you had to read the words over and over, just to make sure you still weren’t making it up.  You replied, “I’m ready when you are.”

The day came and your mind was only on him. You didn’t pretend to care about work that day, so much as deciding to take the day off so you weren’t distracted while flying.  Hevy wore a new set of fatigues and stood a little awkwardly at your predetermined meet-up location, but he didn’t have to wait long.  As soon as he saw you he ran to embrace you. It felt like the most natural thing. You held on to his back and shoulders, subconsciously trying to make sure he was really here. You breathed deeply and felt tears coming to your eyes. You pulled away from the hug a little, your hands tracing down each arm and resting on his hands.

“You’re here,” you said, looking up into his beautiful brown eyes. “You’re really here.”

He hugged you again. “I finally made it, cyare.”

There was so much you wanted to show him.  You took his hand and led him through that part of town, stopping at one of your favorite places to eat.  He wanted to try more food than he could possibly fit in his stomach and you told him you’d just have to bring him there back again and again.  Now that he was here you could take your time. Even though the war was still going on, you had this moment right now and you weren’t going to waste it.  Hevy loved walking around with you and held your hand the entire time, not wanting to let go. You walked him through a small festival, enjoying the music while lights shown through blown glass art in every color.  It was beautiful, but it was even better that you were sharing the experience. You chatted well into the night until the festival was starting to shut down. 

“I don’t want this night to end,” you admitted.

“I don’t either,” he agreed.

“When do you ship out next?”

“A week. The 501st boys really needed a break. I just joined them, but they’ve been out there fighting for a long time without shore leave.”

“Hevy,” you retorted with a grin, “You are part of them now and you need a break too. Besides, you just got blown up.”

He chuckled. “Fair enough.”

You looked down and thought for a moment.

“What is it,” he asked. “Is something wrong?”

You shook your head. “I was just wondering if maybe you’d like to spend the night at my place. Nothing more than… I don’t know if that would be too much.”

“I’d love to,” he answered. “I’d also love to kiss you.”

You beamed and leaned toward him.  His lips planted firmly on yours made you both smile. As he pulled away you surged forward just a bit to leave one more little kiss for him.

He took your hand and let you lead the way. You were just one level down and it wasn’t long before you let him inside, suddenly wondering why you hadn’t cleaned up more. Hevy didn’t mind though. He didn’t even notice. He liked seeing where you live and seeing your personality in the little items you had around your home.  After you both took your boots off, he grinned and picked you up, kissing you again.

“Oh! Hevy!” You looked down, a little unsure.  He calmly looked up at you, happy to have you in his arms.

“I carry a Z-6 rotary cannon,” he said confidently.  Then, a little softer he added, “I could carry you anywhere. Just say the word.”

You leaned down and rested your forehead to his, placing your arms on his shoulders and smiling down at him.

You whispered, “For tonight, how about you just take me that way.” You tilted your head and looked down the hallway toward your bedroom.

He grinned, “I can do that.”

You found yourselves in bed, snuggling against each other. While the environment was new to him, because it was you and your home, he immediately relaxed. Right now, the war didn’t exist. Right now, he was with you. He was alive and here and happy.  He settled against the pillow and pulled you a little closer.  You kissed him again.

“I’m so glad you’re here,” you said quietly.

“So am I, cyar’ika.”

You listened to his heartbeat and felt his chest rise and fall with each breath. It was comforting.  It wasn’t long before you fell asleep in each other’s arms, wanting nothing more than to steal away any moment with him you could get.

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[egonscarif]

the domino squad getting down to kpop at 79s (canon)

#star wars #the clone wars #domino squad #arc trooper fives #arc trooper echo #arc trooper jesse #clone trooper cutup #clone trooper droidbait #clone trooper hardcase #clone trooper hevy #sw tcw #fives x reader #echo x reader

[knightprincess]

Forgive Me (Echo x Fem! Medic Reader) Part 1

Synopsis: The Republic’s decision to hire natural born medics + A certain rookie joining the 501st Legion = Another love(ish) story in a galaxy far far away ... 

Warning: None (Although not proof read) Words: 1.1K  Era: Clone Wars/Bad Batch Note: I will make a masterlist for this when I upload part 2 

The Rishi Station was always lacking in the entertainment department. The dull mental walls were nothing out of the ordinary, nor was the landscape outside the station anything to write home about. Being forbidden to go outside never really helped, the dangerous and normally hungry Rishi Eels always on the hunt for something to eat. So the rookie troopers and Sergeant O'Niner normally had to find things to entertain themselves. Some of them counted the time being the ships coming and going, others told stories of their cadet days. For the Domino Squad things were no different. O'Niner would walk the corridors and inspect barracks at a moments notice, where as Droidbait often walked the landing pad, if only to escape the prison the base had become. 

Fives and Hevy could often be found listening to the something via the Holonet, whilst entering into an arm wrestling tournament. Echo on the other hand took the quiet days to read reg manuals or anything else he could get his hands on. While Cutup could often be found randomly cleaning weapons, doing inventory or messing about with the Gonk Droids keeping them company at the base. The few times the Rookie squad had attempted to pull a few pranks, O'Niner had caught on and shut the ideas down quickly, stating their role on the base was important, even if it was often quiet and well boring. 

"The sooner we leave this place the better" once again muttered Hevy, his feet up on one of the many control panels. As always nothing was going on outside, neither of them had seen a ship in hours. He soon began to think of all the ruthless training each had been put through as cadets, the obstacles they had to overcome in order to graduate. Each of them had been prepared for the cruel battlefield, the endless threat of danger and the weight that would be put on their shoulders. Rishi Station was anything but the battlefield expected. The only danger were the eels outside and the threat of being bored to tears and possible death. 

"Think of something else. Like a night out at 79's if we ever get to Coruscant" commented Cutup, hearing the familiar gonk sound coming from behind him. The droid once again following him, as if a lost pet looking for its owner. "We've all heard stories of the place. The loud music, dancing, drinking, everyone having a good time" added the rookie, stopping the moment he opened his eyes and remembered they were currently stationed at the one place fun didn't seem to exist. Fives soon looked over to Echo, then to Hevy, clearly something passing through his thoughts, although he didn't voice them. 

"I heard the republic were hiring natural born's to help the medics" voiced Droidbait, as he returned from another stroll across the landing pad. Like always nothing interesting going on out there, no ships to speak of. Just the normal sight of Kamino in the distance and a few stars twinkling above. The only movement being the eels looking for something to chow down on. Droidbait soon removed his helmet, taking notice of his brothers attention turning to him quickly. His words clearly being news to them, or at least of interest. But then again hearing the familiar gonk could be interesting at times too. 

"Can they send one here?" exclaimed Hevy, boredom ringing in his voice, as he won another round of arm wrestling against Fives. The only thing they wagered was whom had to check the screen when the time came. If they bet anything at all. "Made whomever they send could lighten things up around here" added the bored clone. In his mind anything was better than being there. The quietness was driving him insane, even the cadet training was far more interesting to remember than being at the station was. 

"Or be bored to tears as quick as we were" announced Fives, although the idea of a medic being stationed with them was something that brought a bit of mischief to him and likely Hevy. Being on the station wasn't something he'd wish on his fellow clone brothers, let alone anyone else. "Who'd wanna be stuck here of all places, nothing ever happens, unless you count Cutup being stalked by the Gonk Droids" added the prankster, his smirk returning moments later upon remembering some of the rule breaking days on Kamino. 

"That's not true. We've got the voices in the empty corridors late at night" stated Echo, chuckling when the others stopped what they'd been doing and turned their attention to him. Even Droidbait looked confused, where as Cutup shook his head in disbelief or acceptance. Fives eyed him carefully, as if trying to determine if his words were a joke or not. 

"You sure it wasn't O'Niner talking in his sleep again?" asked Droidbait, debating whether to take Echo's words seriously, all while waiting to see what Fives reaction was. It wasn't any secret Fives and Echo were the two most likely to pull pranks. Even if Echo did stick to the rules, well most of the time. 

"That's loud snoring doofus" responded Cutup, although he wouldn't say it out loud. He could have sworn he'd heard voices down the vacant halls before. At first he thought it was one of the Gonk droids but soon thought otherwise upon determining the voices were more like a whisper than a single mechanically repeated word. 

"Did the voices say they are dying of boredom?" sarcastically asked Hevy, quickly taking his feet on the panel upon noticing O'Niner enter the area. Each of them saluted their sergeant. The commanding officer likely delivering the reports on his daily inspection of weapons and barracks, as well as the mandatory armor maintenance. O'Niner didn't say anything as he inspected each of them, not even when he noticed the dust on Droidbait's helmet and armor. Instead he simply nodded and left the area again, a hint of a smile on his lips when catching the Gonk droids edging closer to Cutup again. 

"No, they just mentioned how in love with you they are" retorted Fives, picking the conversation up where they left it. Simply adding his own playful comment to it, before looking to the screen close by, once again checking the terrain for any sign of movement or anything that would bring life to the station, besides the normal supply ship. 

"Very funny Fives" commented Hevy, slapping the younger clone on the back of the shoulder, in an equally playful way. A shadow of a smirk appearing on his lips, as his focus returned to Echo, whom was once again lost. Although not in the reg manuals he'd been reading lately, but rather his own thoughts. Although it was anyone's guess what had gripped his rookie mind this time, maybe it was his future aspirations of becoming an Arc Trooper, or new ideas of causing havoc on the otherwise dull moon, likely with Fives's assistance. There was the off chance something else entirely had gripped Echo, perhaps even Droidbait's words of the republic hiring natural born medics had caught his attention. 

Forgive Me Masterlist

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[imarvelatthestars]

The Force Flows - Part 1

Pairings: Captain Keeli x medic!Reader; background Glitch x Nila (OC) x Hevy (no clonecest)

Warnings: canon typical violence

Notes: A vague, convoluted plot in exchange for actually alive clones. Also, Reader and Nila's bestie dynamic is literally my dynamic with my real life bestie, so this fic is dedicated to the one and only Snisha.

"This armor."

Your head tilts toward Nila, your best friend, the most unshakeable person you know, and it sends something chilling down your spine because she looks halfway terrified. Her fingers are ghosting over the strange black pauldron you'd yanked off your patient, curious and reverent.

"What about it?" you urge.

She's frowning, looking between the pauldron and the unconscious man on her sleeping bag. "It's plastic. Or something like it. But it's armor. It should be made of something sturdier, right?"

"You'd think." But you stopped trying to reason with anything about this situation a long time ago.

Something howls in the vast expanse of shrubbery and gently rolling hills laid out before you, something you can't make out even with the still strong light of the early sunset. It sounds like a wolf or a coyote. Does this place even have wolves? A glance spared at the double moons slowly rising over the horizon tells you that you may just find out.

The animal noises have caught Nila's attention too, it seems, because her back is suddenly ramrod straight. "I don't think we should stay out here much longer," she says as she chews thoughtfully at the inside of her cheek. "And we shouldn't leave him, either."

"I can't carry him, Nila. Can you?"

"We could try and wake him up?"

But you shake your head. "With the amount of pain he's in, his possible internal damage, I don't think it's smart to move him or wake him." There's an ache starting just above your brown bone, pulsating so strongly that it's making the vein under your eyebrow tick. "If we weren't- If I just had the right tools-..."

You can't bring yourself to say it out loud, but the pair of you are both aware of the situation you're in. An unconscious soldier with a nasty wound, a beat up old pickup that won't start, and a second moon in the sky. The sky already starting to twinkle with the beginnings of constellations you've never seen before. It's obvious you're no longer on Earth. And then another creature calls out and you try to bite back your panic because an alien planet means alien wolves.

"Hey."

Nila's gotten up from her perch on a nearby boulder and come over to offer you her widespread arms. It's easy to fall into her, to hold her with the desperation of a little kid lost in a supermarket, because you don't know what you would've done so far without her. She's already helped quell two panic attacks. The only thing you've done so far beyond worrying that you're going to die is help the soldier.

Because he has to be a soldier, right? The strange plastic armor is a dead giveaway, but then there's the weird gun and the helmet you'd found him with. It's a gun, but not quite, and it shot crackling blue bolts of energy instead of bullets when Nila fired a practice shot. And the helmet was strange, too - almost like a medieval helmet with its visor design, but completely alien and militaristic in the various add-ons like the crest at the top and the swirling designs that have been painted on. They match the colors on his body armor.

"We'll be okay," she breathes. "Promise."

Your throat feels really dry. "Yeah?"

She nods and it's small, but it makes you feel just a little bit better. "Yeah. You probably saved that guy's life with all your fancy medical knowledge. And we have a car we can take shelter in." You pretend not to notice the way her breath stutters a bit. "We'll figure it out."

You figure it out, alright, but it's far from comfortable. This planet is unreasonably hot during the day and freezing at night, cold enough that the windows of Nila's truck are eventually completely fogged up from the warmth of your breath. The seats are all fabric, which is certainly warmer than nothing, but they retain the chill well and it leaves your ass and the back of your legs too cold.

It gets colder when one of you has to go outside. You'd left the soldier exactly where you found him, dead asleep among the shrubs and dry grass a couple yards in front of the truck, and have been taking turns with Nila checking on him every ten or fifteen minutes to make sure he's still breathing. You hope the borrowed sleeping bag from the back of the cab will keep him warm enough to last the night, but you're honestly not even sure if either of you will last through it either.

As long as nothing catches our scent, we'll be fine, Nila had said. If we just stay warm, we'll be fine, she said. Ration our drinks, go out looking for food and water tomorrow. You really wanted to believe her. We'll be fine.

That's the promise you're still telling yourself when the anxiety and restlessness and exhaustion finally catches up with you. We'll be fine. We'll be fine.

"...up, vod. Wake up."

Everything hurts. Most of the pain is centralized in his left pectoral, but it's radiating out across the entirety of his body so that it's all he can feel.

"There ya are." He can't quite see this voice, but he can sense it hovering near his head. "Don't move too much, okay? You got hit pretty bad."

"You think it was that transport over there?" There's another voice. It sounds familiar; hell, it kinda sounds like him.

Dirt crunches under someone's boots. A hand shifts over Keeli's chest and it sends electrifying pain up his neck, but he can't do much more than grunt about it.

"Could be."

The wind is whistling through something, a tree maybe? Or a bush of some kind? It sounds leaf-y. Either way, he feels too bogged down by pain and heat and the awful dryness in his mouth to try and figure it out. He just wants to sit up a little and, and...

Screaming. Shrill screaming. Maker, that's loud.

"Vod?" comes the confused voice that sounds too much like him.

Another clone, Keeli realizes. He should've figured that out earlier. Did he hit his head? Is that why everything hurts? That can't be right. It can't be. No, he remembers... blaster fire. Droids. Ryloth. General Di. Stars, General Di!

He goes shooting up into a sitting position with the General's name half spoken and his heart pounding. It was just the two of them against those damn clankers, they were fighting for that transport. But now as he starts looking around, Keeli doesn't see anything that makes sense. No droids, no general, nothing that looks at all like Ryloth. What he does see is a wheeled transport a few paces away, painted blue and wearing a good many scratches and dents, and a pair of troopers speaking to it. No, no, not speaking to the transport, speaking to the people inside it?

His eyes hurt and his vision's a little blurry (not good), but it looks like two women. Civvies. What the hell is going on?

"You expect us t' believe that? Really?" It's the one called Hevy. He's definitely the more irritable of the pair. The stolen gun Nila has pointed at him probably isn't helping. "Who's t' say ya aren't Separatist spies?"

"We don't even know what a Separatist is!" Nila snaps back.

The other man raises a hand very slowly, his palm turned out in a gesture of nonviolence. "I believe you," he says and his voice is soft, understanding.

His companion's helmet snaps to the side. "What?"

"They're telling the truth, vod."

Hevy grumbles in exasperation. His finger points at Nila. "Yeah, I'm not so inclined t' agree with you considering she's pointing a blaster at my face! I think this whole story is a ruse. There's probably a load of clankers just over that ridge and they think they can distract us with a pair of pretty faces."

Here's the thing - Hevy and Glitch are wearing the same kind of armor as the unconscious soldier you'd patched up yesterday, their vaguely Kiwi accents are identical, Glitch has the exact same face as that soldier, the same build, and the same kind of guns that Nila's acquired. A Blaster, Hevy had said.

They're not the little green men you might have once pictured when you thought of aliens, but it's obvious they can't be anything but.

All of that goes screaming out of the window, though, when you see movement just over Glitch's shoulder. It's the soldier you tended to! The idiot is dragging himself onto his feet and attempting to walk. Shit, he's going to walk himself into an early grave or rip out his stitches if he doesn't stop!

Your car door cracks open and you practically trip all over yourself trying to get out. The men are shouting, Nila's yelling, the other door creaks open and slams shut, and it's utter fucking chaos, but all you can see is this soldier limping his way toward the truck.

"Sir!" It comes out more like an order instead of your usual polite bedside manner. "You need to sit down, you're going to hurt yourself."

His eyes flicker behind you and he frowns. "Where am I?" It's the same voice as the other two.

Trust me, I wish I knew. "Sir, you've been shot. I cleaned you up and gave you some stitches, but if you don't sit down, you're going to re-open the wound and-"

"You're a medic?"

Really? That's what he got out of that? "That's one way to put it," you say as you cross your arms over your chest. "Now please. Will you sit back down?"

He looks tired and you're a little worried he might have a concussion with the way his eyes aren't entirely focused, but you can't know for sure until he just sits the fuck down. But finally, finally he relents and nods, and you heave a massive sigh of relief. His legs go out a moment later.

He's pretty when he's not fighting your orders. Handsome, even. But trying to keep this man down long enough for his wounds to heal is like pulling teeth. You manage somehow. It helps that his brothers encourage him to stay put, that they help him feel safe enough to lower his guard enough for you to do your job. What really isn't helping is the fact that he's got the prettiest face you've ever seen.

Captain Keeli is a tall, broad shouldered man, probably close to six entire feet of muscles and healthy brown skin that glows when this planet's alien sun hits him just right. His eyes are brown, too, and you swear you get lost in them every time he looks at you. They're richer than coffee grounds, but not as dark. Deeper than polished mahogany, but less red. Bright and sparkling like amber, but it's too light a comparison. It seems like they change when you're not looking.

And there's an electricity between you that you can't explain. You thought at first that it was entirely one-sided, a product of your overactive imagination and your inner romantic projecting your attraction onto him, but when you started tending to Hevy's wounds that electricity was gone. You felt nothing with this man other than the care one would normally have for their patients. With Keeli, though, it was like fireworks in your belly.

"I think he likes you."

You shoot your friend a glare. "Shut up, Nila," but you're all bark, no bite. If she thinks he likes you, you want her to tell you everything. Even if it makes your face go hot. "Tell me anyways, though."

The truck jostles a bit as she turns in her seat to face you better. "You've seen the way he looks at you, right?"

Your throat goes dry. Oh God, how does he look at you? Is it... is it like how you look at him when you think he's not looking, when he's resting, when he's talking with his brothers by the campfire?

"I'm serious, I really think he likes you. He's different with you."

"Really?"

Nila nods. "I mean, he's always nice to me and you know we get along, but. I dunno, he's not so formal with you. He lets his guard down for you. And he watches you sometimes. Not in a creepy way, but like he's curious or he likes seeing the things you do. It's cute."

Your eyes dart to the front window where you can see the boys huddled together by the embers of the fire. Hevy is crouched by the fire pit and poking at it with a stick, the same grumpy expression on his face that he's had for the past week and a half. Glitch and Keeli are conversing, but Keeli looks tired. The fire casts a shadow over his face that makes his cheekbones appear sharper than they really are. You would know, after all. You've only touched his face once under the guise of checking for a fever, but you remember that his skin felt good under your hands.

It's a dangerous train of thought. Being his medic is dangerous. Not that you would ever overstep your bounds, but he ignites something in you that you cannot quench and it makes you nervous.

Damn him. Damn him and this planet and the whole stupid universe for throwing you here onto this abandoned planet in the middle of nowhere, scooping you and Nila out of your normal lives and normal routines and dumping you straight into the paths of these three men.

A nudge to your arm draws you out of your thoughts and you find Nila watching you, her mouth drawn into a worried line. "You okay?"

"Just thinking."

"Are you sure? Because I'm here, y'know. If you need me?"

Trusty Nila. "I know," you assure her. "I'm okay. It's just a lot. Not being on Earth anymore, not being able to get back home, them." Your head tilts in the direction of the troopers huddled together. "And I hate that I get all gooey around him. It's embarrassing."

"I think it's sweet," she says and her smile makes your chest feel all warm and cozy. Thank God the universe sent her here with you, her and her beat up old truck. "You guys are cute. If anything were to happen, you totally have my support. And if he hurts you, I'll make him regret it. I dunno, I'll shoot him or something, and then you can patch him up again until he falls head over heels for you."

You both laugh and for a second, it's like nothing's changed at all. You're back home munching on junk food and gossiping about your own love lives and staying up way too late.

"Rex says the transport's delayed again. They won't be sending anyone our way for at least another two weeks."

"Two weeks? We can't wait that long."

Glitch hangs his head. "There's nothing he can do, ma'am. The Separatists have engaged all of our readily available troops and even the ones stationed closest t' our current position aren't able t' come help. They're pinned down."

You glance over your shoulder at Hevy and Keeli. They're chatting with Nila; she's laughing and you can see from the way Hevy's angled his body toward her that he's flirting with her again. Both men have healed considerably with the supplies Glitch had with him (thank God for bacta, that stuff is a fucking bottled miracle!), but you still worry about their health. Keeli's concussion is getting better, although the progress is slow. Hevy still can't walk right, even after all the bacta shots Glitch had given him.

You chew at your thumbnail and try not to feel utterly defeated. "I can't make them better, Glitch. I don't have the tools."

His hand rests on the curve of your elbow and the gentle smile he offers you is so gentle you think you might cry. "But you saved them. I was lucky when I found Glitch, healed him as best I could, but you gave him the stitches he needed, just like Keeli. You kept them from hurting themselves. We owe you a debt we can never repay."

That makes you smile. "You never have to. I'm happy to help however I can. I just wish I could do more."

"You do more than enough."

He's a good man. They all are. They've each shared their stories - how Hevy gave his life to protect his brothers and their home, Keeli gave his for the escaping civilians, Glitch risked his own for his brothers and his generals - and you think that you couldn't have asked for a better group of men to be stranded with.

It's this line of thought that prompts you to speak on something that's been nagging at the back of your mind. "Glitch? Can I ask you something?"

He nods with that lovely smile of his. "Of course."

"Do clones... do they ever fall in love?"

Poor guy almost chokes on his own spit, it looks like. His eyes go wide and he fumbles around wordlessly for a solid few seconds before he finally manages to recover his composure.

"Why- ahem, why, uh, why d'ya ask?"

You're too chicken to admit the truth, so you go for something a little easier to share. "Nila. I just, um, I noticed how you and Hevy are around her and I thought I'd ask." God, you're such a bad friend for this. She's gonna kill you if she finds out.

Glitch's throat bobs up and down as he blinks wordlessly in Nila's direction. Maybe you shouldn't have asked.

"I'm sorry. That was a weird thing to ask."

He shakes his head, eyes still locked on Nila. "No. It's not that weird."

"She's just got a big heart, y'know? She has a lot of love to give and she's so sweet and thoughtful, and she's a romantic at heart." All these things are true, but they're padding for the real reason why you suddenly can't shut up. "I think she likes you guys. But I don't want her to get hurt."

Warning bells are going off in your head. Shut! Up! Literally stop talking!

"And we don't have clones where we're from. I mean, you guys all look like twins but you're literally the exact same person, and it's really amazing. You have different personalities and everything. You're so understanding and really sweet, and Hevy's so sarcastic and boisterous." Boisterous. That's a good word. Why am I using it? "And Keeli. He doesn't say as much as you two do, but he's... Well, he's pretty serious." Please stop. Just close your mouth. Don't say another word. "But he's nice in his own way."

Something shifts in the atmosphere then, something that feels a lot like Glitch but in a weird, non-physical kind of way. The air crackles between you, the hair raises on the back of your neck, and you realize it's possible you've said way too much. You very hesitantly shift your gaze to the side, hoping against hope he's not looking at you like you have a lobster crawling out of your brain and he's not, thankfully. No, he's watching you with this knowing gleaming his eye, in the crooked tilt of his smile.

"Clones can fall in love," he says as the wind sighs in between the hills.

He closes his eyes and that something in the atmosphere brushes over and past you, draws your attention to Keeli as he reclines against a boulder with a muted smile. Keeli's brows suddenly furrow. He swallows hard, shifts in his seat, and then his eyes, those impossible eyes so full of color and warmth and unknown depths you could swim in forever, find yours and it takes all of your concentration to remember how to breathe.

Glitch hums a little laugh in the back of his throat. "I wouldn't worry. Something tells me he feels the same."

While Glitch came to the planet prepared with rations, his stolen borrowed ship could only fit two pilots and he'd filled the entire second seat with supplies. This meant that in order to leave, three people would have to be left behind and the most likely bet was that it would be you and Nila. But he refused to let that happen and, to your surprise, Keeli and Hevy agreed. The only downside was that you missed quite a few things - mac n cheese, Spotify, mattresses. The essentials.

And water. You haven't seen or heard running water in God knows how long. The whole lot of you have started to smell and with Captain Rex's rescue mission still delayed, you had figured it would be be weeks or even months before you felt the touch of water anywhere other than your fingers or mouth. That was until Glitch came back from a scouting mission and declared that he'd found a stream nearby.

It's all a bit of a blur. Nila and Glitch had rushed to help Hevy walk the distance while you stayed by Keeli's side, but the stream wasn't far and the captain didn't seem to need your assistance. He still took it when you offered, though. His arm was heavy around your shoulders and he smelled, yes, but beyond that it was nice to be close to him. It was nice to touch him, even under a poorly contrived but still believable excuse. It was just nice.

He can feel you watching. Perhaps it's a bit cruel of him to do this when he knows how you feel, but... he likes seeing you flustered. It triggers something indescribable in his chest that only awakens when you beckon. He can feel your gaze trace the outline of his body as he pulls off the top half of his blacks and maybe he smiles. Maybe he likes it just a little too much.

The stream isn't much to look at. It isn't a deep, wide, cascading river nor a microscopic trickle between rocks. It's about a foot deep and a foot wide, tripping over pebbles and cutting deep into the crease of the hill. It's enough to bathe in, enough to wash your clothes in, even if it's not perfect.

Hevy, Glitch, and Nila are just upstream, bickering and laughing and splashing each other, and that's just fine with him. Let him have this moment with you.

"Do you... do you need any help?"

Your voice trembles when you speak, all trace of the medical professional he knows you are suddenly gone and in its place is nervous young woman with her heart on her sleeve. Oh.

You're in over your head, aren't you? One look at your eyes and it's written out plain as day.

Keeli hands you the scrub bar with a smile that he hopes says, it's okay, I see you. "Thank you."

The first touch of your hand on his bare arm sends a shiver through his entire body. He's not cold. With the sun out and the bottom half of his blacks still on, he's burning up. But this? This is making him run even hotter. You're doing your best to be professional, not to let your hands wander, he's sure, but kriffing hells, he wants you to wander. He's been wanting you to wander ever since he first collapsed on top of you. He wants to feel your skin in a way you haven't tried yet - no clothes in the way, no peering eyes, no medical pretenses, just you and him, basking in each other's presence.

You're so gentle. You could have the roughest hands in the galaxy in the hands and he would never complain because he's a soldier, he's not made for soft, tender things, but you don't care about that. You never poke or prod or press too hard. You're mindful of his pain and his body. His comfort always seems to come first for you.

He watches the scrub bar start to form a lather on his skin, swirling his arm hairs into little circles.

Just once, he'd like to put you first instead. Has anyone ever done that for you? Would you ever let him?

"This okay?" you ask and your voice is smaller than he's ever heard it.

He nods. "Yes."

Soon his entire chest is wet, water dripping from his collarbones, down his elbows and off the tips of his fingers. He's all soapy and your arms are wet now, too, and he thinks you're the prettiest thing he's ever seen.

He splashes his face and the crest of his head, then leans down so it's within your reach. He doesn't need to ask, but he does have to bite his tongue to keep from moaning when your fingernails dig into his scalp. Maker, how long's it been since he's been touched by another human? Your fingers rub into his skin like a fucking prayer and he swears right then that he will lavish whatever pleasure he can upon you in thanks, if you ever so much as ask.

"''m sorry," you mumble when your nails catch on the curves of his ears. "Too hard?"

He wishes there wasn't soap all over his face so he could open his eyes and look at you. "No. Just right."

Your thumb rubs sweetly into his cheek, down along the curve of his cheekbone to his jaw, scratching over the stubble that has long turned into the start of a beard.

"Bet you feel better, huh?"

He doesn't give you his answer until his face is clean and he's able to watch how you'll react. He cups the hand of his good arm in the stream and raises it to your temple. You're frozen, eyes wide, lips parted, pulse ticking in your neck, and you're beautiful. He's in over his head, too.

"Allow me."

The sweat, dirt, and grime is slowly scrubbed from your face, then from your hair. Your shirt is completely soaked, but you're smiling, leaning into his touch, chasing after it when he withdraws and sighing happily when it returns. Keeli helps you onto your back and guides your hair into the stream to rinse it out. And when you blink up at him with those big, shining eyes, the tip of your nose still damp and your eyelashes all watery, he finds himself drawn impossibly close, as if he were connected to you by some invisible thread tied around his breastbone.

Your breath catches in your throat when he leans close enough to kiss you. Your name is hardly more than a whisper on his tongue.

"Yes?"

He allows himself to look openly at the swell of your lower lip. "Mesh'la."

"What does that mean?" Dank farrik, you're cute when you're flustered.

Keeli smiles. "I'd like t' kiss you now."

The entire galaxy hangs in the balance. Your eyelids flutter. Then, "Please?"

He was right. You're gentle. The softest thing he's ever touched. Tender, attentive, smart. You're lovely. Mesh'la. And yeah, he's definitely in over his head.

Hevy starts hooting and hollering. Nila's cheering you on and Glitch is laughing, then Keeli's laughing and you start laughing too, and it's wonderful.

#captain keeli x reader #captain keeli x you #keeli x reader #keeli x you #captain keeli #star wars #clone trooper hevy #clone trooper hevy x oc #hevy x oc #clone trooper glitch x oc #glitch x oc #hevy #glitch #for snisha #part 2 is going to focus more heavily on hevy and glitch and nila so stay tuned!! #was this some lazy worldbuilding/plot set up? yeah. is it a bit cliche? oh yeah. did i have fun? very much so!

[vodika-vibes]

Heyoo!

I have a request, it’s a bit of a long gif so if ya don’t get to it or don’t wanna do it, it’s fine lol.

Anyways, my idea / request / prompt / Echo x Fem!Reader goes like this, kinda, feel free to take liberties

Echo, now I feel like he would be a nervous kinda guy when it comes to having a crush. Like, he just doesn’t know what to say and overthinks absolutely everything, and can’t rly take a hint. Before he got blown up, there was a girl, who he has a liiiitle crush on n such, (idk you can make her a mechanic, doctor, bartender, whatever idm)

And they were rly good “friends” n such r something, aaaand some time after he joins TBB he visits the old place where he used to reside with the other guys in the domino squad (I forget where *sob*) And she’s is surprisingly still there. Heartfelt angsty ?kinda? Maybe reunion yadayadaydada and a bit after that and after catching up, probably a day or two later they pick up hints that they like each other and eventually confess n StUfF, aaand ya, then he has to go back with TBB and they be sad, he invites her to join but she is hesitant, and bc the other squad members don’t even know her she ends up saying no- aaaaand ya-

( 💀 omg i don’t even know anymore )

Idk it’s a very weird prompt, I’m making this up as I go, so feel free to pick and choose, take or add, whatever u wanna do

Again if u don’t wanna do it that is perfectly fine, just a thought. Love your work! <33

I Dream Of Forever

Summary: Summary: You’ve been a bartender on Rishi since you were old enough to take orders correctly. Echo was a Clone Trooper turned ARC Trooper stationed on Rishi who was a little more than friends with you. You legitimately believe he’s dead. But when a group of clones land on Rishi, you come face to face with the man you hoped would be your forever.

Pairing: TBB Echo x F!Reader

Word Count: 2201

Warnings: Some suggestive moments, but nothing detailed

Tagging: @trixie2023 @n0vqni

A/N: I thing I got the general vibe you want, but if I didn't please let me know and I'll do something else.

You’ve been a bartender at the same bar on Rishi since you were ten years old. Your parents had debts to the bar owner, and they sold you to make up for it. Well, you and your siblings.

You’re the lucky one.

Your…owner? Guardian? Whatever he is, he treats you like a beloved granddaughter. He buys you clothes and food and allows you to go to school…and until you reached the age of majority at 18, you only had to work four hours a night four days a week. 

He even paid for you to go to college, and he pays you well enough that you have your own home here on Rishi.

You’re lucky.

Your older brother, you know, ended up becoming a gladiator in the Outer Rim, and last you heard he’s an enforcer for the Hutt Cartel. Your older sister, however, became a drug runner for a Spice Cartel and last you heard she’s moving from rehab center to rehab center.

You’re lucky.

Maybe if you repeat it often enough, you’ll believe it.

All things considered, Rishi isn’t the worst place to spend your life. The area you live in is warm and bright and right on the water. Not to mention you’ve got several friends here that you would miss if you left…or if the Empire decides to actually deal with the pirate problem.

You’re not worried though.

The Republic’s war with the Separatists barely touched Rishi afterall, aside from having a single watch station that has been abandoned for years now.

And you don’t expect that the Empire will push too much.

Your gaze drifts from the food stall that you’re visiting, lingering on the small, almost overgrown, old Republic comm station. Once upon there had been five men stationed there. Hevy, Droidbait, Cutup, Fives, and Echo.

While you had some concerns as to how the pirates of Rishi would react to obvious soldiers spending time in their bars…people were surprisingly okay with them. More than one of them getting an offer to join different crews.

A small smile lifts your lips at the memory of your boys laughingly turning down offers of pirate crew memberships.

The Dominos had been Rishi’s, more so than the Republics, and people raged when they heard that they died.

First when Droidbait and Cutup died, and then later when they heard that Hevy was killed on Kamino. And then even later when Echo was blown up, and then Fives was killed-

Fives’ death was kind of the final straw for Rishi. 

Even now, the Pirates of Rishi are more than happy to raid imperial vessels, in honor of their Dominos.

You step around a group of Mercs, all of whom have dominoes tattooed on their hands, and start to meander your way back to your home. You miss them. All of them.

But, if you’re going to be honest, you probably miss Echo the most.

He was a lot like his brothers, loud and boisterous, and always ready with a joke or a quip, or to finish a joke that his twin set up. He was always the first to greet you with a grin, and the last to say goodbye at the end of the night.

But, unlike his brothers, he flirted with you a little shyly, as though he wasn’t sure what he was doing.

It was charming and sweet, and you found yourself smitten with him. 

He didn’t, quite, get over his shyness with you even after the first time you invited him into your home with tempting kisses. He was still a little shy even after the tenth time you invited him into your home, and your bed, with teasing touches and adoring kisses.

You wanted forever with him, and you thought, hoped, that he wanted the same.

And then he left, and you never heard from him again.

You suppose, in a way, it makes sense. Why would a soldier want to slum it with a bartender who’s technically a slave.

Doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt.

After all, you still dream of forever with Echo. Only now, your dreams are definitely castles in the air.

After all, dead men don’t get happily ever afters.

“We need to land somewhere,” Tech says to his brothers, a frown on his face, “The damage to the ship is…far too severe for me to repair without landing.”

“Where can we land, though?” Wrecker asks, “It’s not like there are a large number of places that will accept us.”

Echo eyes the star map speculatively, “I…may have an idea.” He offers, as his gaze lands on a specific planet. A bright smile dances across your memory, and a loving laugh echoes in his ears.

He’s a kriffing fool.

Hopefully she won’t turn him away.

“Well?” Hunter prompts when Echo doesn’t continue right away.

“I think we should go to Rishi.” Echo says slowly.

“Rishi!” Tech sputters.

“That’s a pirate planet, Echo.” Hunter says, “They won’t react well-”

“Do you have a better idea?” Echo asks.

The room falls silent for a moment, and then Tech sighs, “It is up to you, Hunter. Rishi is the closest planet we can land on.”

Hunter pushes his hand through his hair, “Fine. Do it.”

An hour later, the Marauder lands on an open pad, and no one comes to the ship to speak to them. “Is this…normal?” Tech asks.

“Yeah, pretty much.” Echo replies with a shrug, “We should probably not wear our armor here,” He adds. He’s already changed into civilian attire, and he’s somewhat anxiously rubbing his arm just over where his scomp is attached. 

“Why?”

“Because our armor screams ‘clones’ and I’m not sure how the pirates will react to seeing clones now.” Echo replies dryly, “I’ve heard rumors of Rishi based Pirates raiding Republic and Imperial transports lately.”

Hunter agrees that it’s a reasonable precaution, and they all hurriedly change into civilian attire, before they get off the ship, with Omega clinging to Wrecker’s hand. And then, almost as one, they turn to Echo.

Echo sighs and rubs the back of his head, and then he turns and heads deeper into the city.

Some things have changed, new people, new stalls, but most everything else is the same. He pauses in front of a specific bar, and peers in, his dark eyes scanning the faces of the bartenders for a moment, before he motions for his brothers to follow him some more.

“Are you lookin’ for someone?” Wrecker asks.

“Yeah. Someone who, hopefully, won’t be too angry at me and will be willing to help.” Echo says.

“A friend?” Omega asks.

“Yeah, something like that.”

Echo leads them away from the shops and docks, and over to a row of apartments. He scans the buildings for a moment, before he turns and heads to one of the smaller buildings, and he stops in front of a plain door, with flower boxes in the windows.

His lips curl up in a small smile, Fives made those flower boxes early one morning when he was hyped up on Caf. They were crooked and lopsided, but it looks like she kept them. Though it looks like she painted them. “Wait here.” Echo says to his siblings, before he walks over to the door, and he knocks twice.

“Just a moment!” Her voice comes from the other side of the door, and Echo doesn’t fight his smile.

She sounds exactly the same. 

Stars, please don’t let her be too mad.

The door slides open, “Yes? Can I help yo-” She stops mid-sentence when she sees who’s standing there, “...Echo?”

“You grew your hair out,” Echo replies, a small smile lifting his lips, “It looks good. You look amazing. I’m sure you have a question or twenty, cyar’ika-”

Echo’s not able to finish his sentence as she flings her arms around him and crashes her lips against his. His arms fold tightly around her and he immediately kisses her back, and it’s almost as if no time has passed at all. 

If he focuses, he can almost hear Fives wolf-whistling and hear Cutup making lewd comments.

And then reality snaps back into place when he hears Tech’s dry voice, “Ah. That kind of friend.”

Echo carefully pulls back, and reaches up to gently cup her cheek, using his thumb to brush a tear away, “I’m sorry for not comming you, cyar’ika.”

She shakes her head, “We were told that you died.” She whispers, “Fives said…” She trailed off, “And then Fives died, and, kriff, the death of the last Domino started a war between the pirates of Rishi and the Republic/Empire, why would you bring them here?”

“Our ship is damaged-” Echo started.

“Get in. In. All of you!” She drags Echo into her home, and she doesn’t shut the door until Hunter is in the apartment as well. “Honestly Echo,” She rounds on him, “If you commed I would have told you to go literally anywhere else.”

“I wasn’t sure you’d answer.” Echo replies.

There are pictures of her with Echo, and with the rest of the dominoes on the walls. There are also pictures of her with a large, scarred man. And of her with a too slender woman.

“What do you need? I can probably get most of the materials sent to your ship.” She says.

“I have a list.” Tech offers as he hands her his datapad.

She copies it and sends the list to several of her friends, “Alright, you should have most, if not all, of what you need by the morning.”

“Are we in danger here?”

“On Rishi specifically? No. Not so long as you don’t draw attention to yourself.” She replies, “I’d offer to let you spend the night, but I don’t have much room.”

“We can stay on the ship,” Tech replies.

“Echo, are you going to stay here?” Omega asks.

Echo doesn’t take his gaze off of his cyar’ika, “If I’m allowed?”

“I’ve never turned you away before.” She counters.

Echo smiles at her, “Do you remember the way back to the docks?”

“I remember.” Tech says, “Come on.”

The door opens, and then closes again, leaving Echo alone with his cyar’ika.

She smiles at him, soft and warm and slow, “You used to be shyer about public displays of affection.”

“I used to have legs and two hands too,” Echo replies, it's a weak joke, but a joke all the same. “I’m so sorry I never commed you.” He says after a moment, “I thought…it felt cruel, reaching out to you when I couldn’t actually touch you.”

“It’s okay.”

“It’s not.”

“Echo. I forgive you.” She walks over to him and she kisses him as if no time has passed at all, all loving and soft and sweet.

She’s always been unfairly tempting. Her lips and her touch encourage him to stay and enjoy what she’s offering. And Echo has always been helpless to deny her. 

He’s not surprised when he falls into her bed, her lips needy against his.

Later, much later, they’re lounging in her bed, and Echo is trailing his lips across her bare shoulder.

“Cyar’ika,” He murmurs against her shoulder, “Come with me.”

“Come with you where?” She asks, her voice light and dreamy.

“On the Marauder. Away from Rishi. I’ll protect you-”

She turns and looks at him, her smile so sad, “You know I can’t.”

“You deserve so much better than being a slave for your parents' debts,” Echo whispers.

She rolls so that she’s facing him properly, “Echo, your brothers don’t know me. And if I had to guess, your ship is pretty small. Me going with you isn’t fair to them.”

“You deserve more.” Echo repeats.

“I don’t like life is about what we deserve,” She replies, as she reaches up to cup his face, “So, in the morning, you’re going to return to your ship, to your brothers…and you’re going to leave Rishi. And you’re going to go back to not comming me, and it’s just how it’s going to be.”

“No.”

“Echo.” She sighs his name, and he shifts so he’s looking right in her eyes.

“No.” He repeats, “I’ve given up so much. My body, my batchmates, my twin. I’m not giving you up. Let me be greedy. Just about this one thing.”

She sighs again, but she looks touched. “How about…a deal?”

“What kind of deal?”

“My contract with my…owner is coming to an end. At the end of the year, I’ll have made enough to pay off my parents' tab with him.” She says softly, “On that day, I will comm you and come to where you are. No matter where you might be.”

“Do you promise?”

She laughs softly, “Echo, I’ve been dreaming of forever with you since the first day we met. Now that I have the chance to have it, it would take an act of god to stop me.”

Echo crashes his lips against hers, “I want forever too,” He breathes against her lips, “So we have a deal.”

She smiles at him, “I love you, Echo.”

He blinks at her, momentarily surprised, and then he laughs and kisses her deeply, “I love you too.”

#star wars #tbb #tbb echo x reader #echo x reader #f!reader fic #star wars fanfiction #x reader fanfiction #answered asks

[mybrainislostinagalaxyfarfaraway]

Hi Y'all,

I'm sorry I've been a bit M.I.A.

I have been dealing with some personal and family dramas and I injured my back pretty badly and have been in a lot of pain.

So much pain that it's been too hard to concentrate on anything else; even with strong pain meds.

Because of this; I have a request.

Could somebody please write either a scenario or headcannons for:

Clone troopers x female reader

How they'd comfort her after getting hurt on the battlefield and waking up in the medical ward with a fairly serious back injury and she's forced to be on rest for the next few weeks? (Like she can't/isn't allowed to do ANYTHING herself without assistance)

Please, my creative brain is currently fried, I'm bored, lonely, in a bit of pain and could really use a pick me up if anyone's got the time.

My favorite clone troopers are;

•Trap.

•Chopper

•Howzer

•Keli

•Cody

•Hevy

•Tup

But whichever clone trooper you are most inspired to write it for would be amazing.❤

A bit of background: she's injured her lower spine which makes walking, sitting, standing, bending over, dressing herself, doing her business and showering extremely painful and difficult and they can't just put her in bacta because of how her spine is pressing on the nerves in her back. This can only be healed with time, rest and physical therapy and she finds it extremely hard to not only be out of action, but needing help with everything is frustrating and feels shameful.

Please, Please, PUH-LEASE do me a solid and somebody write this. >.< 🙏

I shall do my best to return the favor somehow.

Thanks either way.

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[fordo-wifey]

Greetings my lovely peeps!

Note: This profile contains NSFW content, with that means no minors under the age of eighteen.

It’s My Pleasure to Meet You!

I am Maggie and I am in my late twenties and heading into my thirties, I have been writing since I was fourteen and have since made it into a career of sorts. I am also a married woman that is generally happy with life and is hoping for a better life not only for myself but for people I consider my friends.

About The Blog:

This blog is a bit weird at the moment but the only solid thing about it, is the NSFW content that I have mentioned above. As all topics I choose to write about is basically for adult eyes only.

Fandoms I Write For:

Star Wars

Naruto/Boruto

BNHA/MHA

Red Hood

Tokyo Revengers

Original Works

Note: This list could grow or lessen depending on fandom cycle...

Request Guidelines:

I generally write original fan fiction, but I am open to writing requests! Though you should take this moment to go through my guidelines:

What I WILL Write For:

Fictional characters

Reader inserts (please make sure to specify gender, anything unspecified will be f!reader)

SFW and NSFW (Fluff, Smut, Angst)

What I WILL NOT Write For:

OCs

Forced Feeding

R*pe/Non-Con

Real people  

Character/Reader Death 

Coprophilia/Urophilia (Sh*t/P*ss Play)

Pedophilia/Ephebophilia

Cannibalism

Necrophilia

Bestiality

Depicting abuse in a positive light

Incest

Ships (canon or non-canon)

Please please PLEASE add your age in anon asks!

If you submit a request that involves anything from the second list, I will not reply to it. The same goes for any other requests that involve anything I’m uncomfortable with. If you have questions about why there wasn’t a reply for your request, please DM me.

Thank you and happy reading! 

Check out: @daisies-daydreams

My AO3

My Star Wars Masterlist is under the cut.

->Shadows of the Republic

Starring: Wolffe x Original Female Character

The fall of the Republic, and the birth of the Empire, Wolffe—a former clone Commander—finds himself in limbo. Battling his demons, as he struggles to create a life worth living, but that’s when a chance meeting with Jaina Pellian, a human woman who had fallen into the same trap as him. Will his life be better with her? Or will he suffer a loss he can’t recover from? Word Count (Completed): 000,000

-> Forbidden Ecstasy

Starring: Neyo x Original Female Character

nothing yet Word Count (Completed): 000,000

-> Station 40 (Only on AO3) 

Starring: Crosshair x Original Female Character

A SOS broadcast puts the Bad Batch in a tough situation, where they have to decide whether to save the clone troopers that were sent to investigate the same SOS or take in the scientist wanted by the Republic guards. Word count: 000,000

-> The Man of Ryloth

Starring: Captain Howzer x Original Female Character 

The war raged on, battles hard fought, even with the battalion of clones that were led by Captain Howzer, there seemed to be no end in sight. At least until Lissa Amnel--a human woman-- arrived with support, allowing for more victories in their wake. But Howzer who had slept with nearly every Twi'lek he could, found himself changing with each attempt to gain her attention. Word count: 000,000

-> I Was Made for Lovin' You

Starring: ARC Hevy x Original Female Character 

A quick hike gone wrong, leaves Diana Brown in a world of service and sacrifice, stumbling around the galaxy that was not her own. Far from Earth or anything she might know, but a chance meeting brings Diana and an ARC trooper together. But when it comes time to leave, will she choose to return, or will she stay? Word count: 000,000

-> Trouble in The Pine Series

Starring: Crosshair x Original Human Female  

Book 1: Into the Unknown Elon, a green planet untouched by the war, and the former Republic—now Empire. A place for a man to start over, if that was possible for someone who didn’t have a say in regard to his birth. Will Crosshair, a man of regrets be able to move forward and start a new? Word count: 000,000 Book 2: Title Word Count 000,000 Overall Word Count: 000,000

-> Mr. Cupid

Starring: Mereel Skirata x Original Female Character

The playboy of the Skirata clan, Mereel Skirata, was the type to get any woman he wanted. From any walk of life. But that would be only a half truth, as the one he truly wanted was Sara Vene. A woman that worked closely with the Senators, and the Coruscant Guard. They met by chance, and the two were nearly inseparable until one night when the truth of his feelings came to light.  Word count: 000,000

-> The Promise

Starring: Niner Skirata x Original Female Character

The word love didn’t match up with the likes of Niner, a clone commando that wasn’t known to show much of any emotion one way or another. But when he met Malia his heart bloomed with desire, and love. Though his appearance never changed, his words spilled all. Will Niner keep his promise to Malia, or will their love die out?  Word count: 000,000

-> A Soldier's Heart

Starring: Commando Sev x Original Female Character

A soldier's duty is to protect those they love, and Sev was no different when it came to his new family which was steadily growing as years passed. Lingering thoughts of his brothers often cause him to grow quiet, but when the Empire arrives on the planet he calls home, he is met with the reality of the new galaxy. Word count: 000,000

-> Upside Down

Starring: ARC Captain Fordo x Original Female Character

The birth of his son had sent Fordo over the moon, becoming a parent meant he had more to fight for, more than just his brothers or even the woman that brought his son into the world. Word count: 000,000

-> Kiss Her You Fool

Starring: ARC Commander Alpha 17 x Original Female Character

Alpha was anything but kind, strong willed, effective soldier on the field but when Syala entered the picture. His heart took a hit, a hit that made him feel more than he ever had. Word count: 000,000

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Commander Fox's love letter to Alax Halcorr

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Dreaming of Her (Commander Neyo x OC)

Sinful Surrender Part 1 & Part 2

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-Crosshair Western AU (sort of)

-Delta Squad headcanons

-The Bad Batch headcanons

-Delt Squad Parenting Styles headcanons

The Bad Batchers First Time Holding Their Newborn! (Fluff, Angst, and full of love)

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[arctrooper69]

All the Stars in the Sky

(aka: I was lonely and made myself sad... )

Fives x Reader - Fives doesn't see a good outcome to his situation so he writes a letter to his cyar'ika just in case 💔

To all my Fives lovers out there, he gave Rex this letter specifically for you:

Hey Cyar'ika,

It's Fives. I guess by now you've seen the news. I can't imagine what you must think of me but I swear it isn't all that they make it out to be. You know me - I fight for the Republic, for you and my brothers. For the truth. No matter what you hear, please believe me. This plot to overthrow the Jedi, the Republic, and everything we believe in is so much bigger than just me. I've gotten way in over my head, Cyar'ika, and I'm scared. I'm scared they'll shut me up to hide the truth. I'm scared they'll take you away from me. Please believe I'd never leave you of my own accords. Believe in me. I love you, Cyar'ika.

I used to think that the day I became an ARC trooper was the happiest day of my life. But then I met you. When I first saw you in that pretty little dress sitting on a barstool at 79's, I had a whole thing planned. I had all the best pick-up lines ready to get you to go out with me but when I made my way over there, I saw the stars twinkling in your eyes and I couldn't speak straight and I fell off my chair. The only thing I could say then was "it looks like I've fallen for you." It was the dumbest line ever but you laughed. You laughed and it was the most beautiful sound I'd ever heard. Echo said you'd never say yes to going out with me after that, but you did. You did and I have no idea why. What made me so special?

Let's face it, I'm a clone - one of a million - I was never meant to live past this war. But you made me rethink that. I'm not so naive as to think I could have it all, but with you maybe I could have. We imagined our own little house out in the middle of nowhere with our three beautiful kids. You swear they'd look like me but I'd hoped they'd be as beautiful as you. I dreamed of wrapping you in my arms, finally having something of my very own that no one could ever take from me.

The reality of everything that's happened is so heavy right now, Cyar'ika and I'm not sure how this will end. I wish I could hold you in my arms one last time. If I have to die to fix this, I want you to know I died thinking of you. I died thinking of your lips on mine. Don't give up on me, Cyar'ika. I'll always be with you. Always. You can count on it. I'll tell Echo and Hevy, and all the boys up there hi for ya. I love you more than all the stars in the sky.

Your favorite ARC Trooper,

Fives

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[mysticalgalaxysalad]

Just few thoughts about clone trooper Hevy 😍❤️

Clone trooper Hevy x f!reader

SFW headcanon

Sweetest boyfriend

Very cuddly, like you hug him from behind and he stops whatever he's doing, and hugs you back

Also he peppers you with a lot of soft kisses

Makes you breakfast and brings it to you

Big gentleman, kisses your hand, opens you door and so on

I have that kinda quiet vibes from him, that he doesn't like partying in places with a lot of people, he'd rather stay with you and watch good movie or show

Although when he's in the right mood, he takes you out for good dancing

Hevy is always excited to tell you stories about his brothers and 99

Also very romantic, he surprises you with singing you a serenade on your anniversary or reading you a poem he wrote about you

Loves stargazing and could tell you about it for hours

When making love to you, he is always careful and attentive, expect a lot of hickeys as well

Foreplay and aftercare is a must

Hevy won't forget any special dates, like your birthday, anniversaries and so on and always brings you a small gift

Starts and finishes his day with "I love you so much, mesh'la"

Whatever you're doing, he's watching you doing it, adoringly, lovingly

"What's it, my love?"

"Nothing, you are just so beautiful, ner cyare."

Teaches you how to defense yourself, correcting your postures, when you're doing it wrong, and kissing you everytime you're doing it right

So supportive and comforting

Runs you a bath after long day, cooks a dinner

He also believes in you and doesn't do jealous scenes on public

When he feels jealous tho, he just shuts down

You eventually talk it out and it leads to wonderful sex

Also protective boyfriend, but Hevy also knows that you're capable to take care of yourself thanks to his training with you

#Clone trooper Hevy x f!reader #Clone trooper Hevy x reader #Clone trooper Hevy #Star Wars #Fandom #The Clone Wars #Clone trooper #SFW #Headcanon #My art #My writing #Just few fluffy thoughts about Hevy 😍❤️ #Fluff #I am just sooooft #I need Hevy #Aahh #I'm in my Hevy feels #Idk what this is #I just wanted to word it out #😩😩😩❤️❤️ #I am yearning #So soft #And fluff

[majorshiraharu]

Warmth; a Hevy x Reader Smut Fic

Hevy x (Gender Neutral) Reader NSFW Smut | 18+ Only Please

Just some above the waist filthy smut to quench your Hevy thirst ;)

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You're making some repairs on Rishi Station, a moon listening outpost staffed by mostly clone rookies, or as the older clones called them, shinies.

During your repairs, you must have caught the attention of one of the clones, -- he kept looking at you and attempted to flirt, though he wasn't the best at it, you didn't have the pleasure of seeing his face yet or knowing his name, now that you think about it, every time he tried to tell you his name something interrupted the both of you and the times no one interrupted he and you forgot to bring it up.

- He knew your name since you were introduced to him and his brothers on your first day there, he always said it in such a beautiful way, it would make your chest feel warm and give you shivers.  After a few days of you being there, he started stopping by the area you were working at and would drop off a caf along with a few flirty lines every morning, this morning was no different from any other one, or so you thought at first.

"Good morning Y/N, brought you a caf that's as warm as your heart," he says clearly smirking under his helmet.  You giggled in response before getting up from the area you were working, setting down your tools on the nearby table, and then walking over to him accepting his offer of caf.

"Thank you..um..." --- "Hevy, sorry, I guess I haven't actually told you my name," he said interjecting you.

"Well then, thank you Hevy, it's good to finally know your name," you say smiling at him before taking a sip of the caf, looking at him over the rim of the cup. 

Man, this was just what you needed this morning.

"So, um, how's your morning going?"

"It could be better, this damn thing just won't work," you say turning around and pointing at the panel in the wall that was half torn open with wires hanging everywhere. You brush one of your hands over your cheek to wipe away some of the caf that had spilled on the side of your mouth, in the process, you accidentally wipe a bunch of the dirt and grease that was on your hand all over your cheek.

When you turned around to look at him, you notice he's taken his helmet off, there are some distinctive-looking tattoos on the sides of his neck and he's got a little bit of stubble.  Suddenly you see that he's trying to hold back a laugh.

"What's so funny?" you question

"Uh, you've got some dirt on your cheek,"

"Oh!" you brush your hand over your cheek again. "Better?" you ask smiling at him, more dirt and grease smeared across your cheek.

"Here let me get it," he reaches his hand up and gently rubs your cheek with his fingers and thumb, brushing the edge of your mouth.  You feel your face heat up and your breathing hitch as he caresses your face.

"Better now?" you say jokingly as you looked at him sheepishly.

"I mean there's no more dirt on your face, but you always looked perfect," he said attempting to flirt again as he rubbed the back of his fingers across your cheek caringly.

"Uh..." you mumble out, somehow taken aback by his flirting this time, maybe it was since you could see his face, or that his hand was gently set on your cheek, or maybe the way he looked into your eyes like no one ever has before.

You set your caf down on the table, his eyes never leaving yours as you move closer to him, placing your hand on his chest plate, leaning in to kiss him, his hand now cupping your face as he closed his eyes and kissed you.  --You wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him in for a deeper kiss, sliding your tongue into his mouth causing him to moan and melt into your arms.  -- He reaches over trying to place his helmet on the table, you reach an arm over and grab the helmet from him, placing it on the table, before moving your hand to his neck to reposition his face as your kissing became quicker and more desperate.

You slam him into the wall, dropping your hand to lock the door as his hand grabbed your waist and pulled you in closer. "Hevy," you breathe out desperately between kisses.  "Y/N, I...I...love you" he whispers moving down to kiss your neck, biting and licking at it, his tongue trails back up your neck to your mouth, stopping a moment to look into your eyes as your lips brush his.

Hot breathes cascading over each others bare skin, -- after looking into each other's eyes for a few more moments you dive your tongue back into his mouth, kissing him, pulling a moan out from deep inside his throat as his tongue fought back.  Reaching his hand down to grab you ass, you raise your leg up sliding it behind his body before you wrap your arms around his neck and shoulders pulling yourself up and off the ground wrapping your legs around him.  He quickly reaches down his arms to support you and pull you up higher so now your legs are wrapped around the low end of his waist, he turns around placing you against the wall and pressing his body against you.  

Feeling his warmth against you just makes you want him more, makes you want him, naked, under you.  You stroke the back of his neck with your fingers gently scrapping through his hair with every moan he lets into your mouth, then moving your fingers to glide across his tattoos causing him to groan at your touch.

"Hevy?" you hear coming from the hallway, both of you pulling away and looking at each other in shock, he sets you down as you wipe the saliva off the corner of his mouth.

"HEVY?"

"um...In here Fives," he shouts unlocking the door and stepping further away from you.   You notice his helmet isn't on, you quickly grab it off the table, "Hevy here," you whisper throwing it to him.  

“Thanks, Y/N," he whispers back catching it as you run over to the panel pretending to get back to work before Fives opens the door.

"Did I interrupt something?" Fives says jokingly.

"Nope, just checking in on the progress," Hevy says in a dry tone, walking out of the room, waving his hand to you as he walked off with Fives.

You bite your lower lip remembering what just happened, imagining what you would do to him when you got him alone again.

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Part 2 -edit note: not sure what tumblr did with the spacing hope it’s fixed now

#clone trooper hevy #clone trooper hevy x reader #hevy x reader smut #clone trooper smut #tcw smut #the clone wars smut #star wars smut #majorshiraharu

[aroayr-shuk]

So, I'm rewatching The Clone Wars and.....it is much more depressing the second time around.

"You showed me something today. You're exactly the kind if men I need in the 501st." - Rex ("Rookies")

#Rookies #the clone wars #x reader #cody #rex #clone trooper #fives #echo #tbb echo #star wars #hevy #commander cody #captain rex #arc trooper fives #arc trooper echo #arc trooper #clone trooper hevy #clone trooper cutup #clone trooper droidbait #ct 1409 #ct 5555 #obi wan kenobi #anakin skywalker

[clone-anon]

Coming Home for Life Day (Hevy x GN!Reader)

Word Count: 1049

Warnings: None, just fluff and a bit of making out

A/N: This is a little continuation of the fic I wrote for @sinfulsalutations for the @rare-clone-fic-exchange because I saw a comment from @anxiouspineapple99 and thought "I need to do something with that." This is a Hevy lives AU.

Happy holidays to all my readers! It's been such a great pleasure to write for you all and read as many fics around here as I can. I hope you know that even if you are alone or struggling this holiday season, your favorite clone will always hold you in their heart.

Your heart dropped when Hevy sent you a message to say the 501st wasn't going anywhere for Life Day and he wasn't yet sure how he could see you. You'd been looking forward to your first Life Day together, but were happy to hear he was still going strong with the physical effects of the explosion on Rishi seemingly behind him. A lot had happened since you saw him last. Kamino had been attacked and he'd been made an ARC trooper along with Fives and Echo. It was something he always wanted and you were so proud of him, but not being able to be with him made it bittersweet.

You decided to plan a trip for yourself and the next morning and headed to Naboo. It was few days before Life Day. Things could get hectic on Coruscant and you wanted some quiet time. A few rotations away from it all seemed like just what you needed. That night, you sent him a message and told him where you were, still hopeful you might be able to meet up on a nearby planet. You stayed at a little hotel in the foothills of the mountains. You'd been with some friends before and had always loved it. You described it in detail, pointing out the scenic spots that brought you peace, and describing the excellent food from the local bakery and cafe.

"I wish you were here," you added at the end.

"So do I," he replied to himself out loud as he read your message. He was already thinking about how he might get there. He wrote back, "I wish I was there too. I'm looking at our star."

Two troopers looked over his shoulder, read what he'd wrote, and started chuckling. Hevy turned around to look at them and pointedly replied, "Something that this di'kut and the one giggling next to him wouldn't know about."

Hevy wasn't afraid for his brothers to know he was in love. Even when they gave him a bit of a ribbing, he had good humor about it, but also knew when to set them straight. You messaged each other a quick good night. Hevy said he had a lot to do and you wanted to make sure he could do his job. What you didn't realize was that the work he was about to do was finding a way to get to Naboo in time for Life Day. The 501st had two rotations off. The GAR didn't see the point in sending them anywhere, so they were told to stay put, and they'd be shipped out to the next battle in two rotations' time.

Without telling you, he found a way to spend a night with you and get back in time to leave with the rest of the 501st. Rex had given him leave to take a civilian transport to Naboo from the nearest city. Once there, he got directions to the location you described. Apparently it was a favorite getaway for locals. He paid for transport and found himself standing in front of the hotel he was pretty sure you were staying at. He was really hoping he hadn't misunderstood what you'd told him.

You had been to the bakery and were just returning to the hotel. As you walked inside, you stopped and there he was.

"Hevy! It's you!"

You hurried up to him and practically threw yourself at him. He pulled you into his arms and kissed you, relief and joy washing over him.

"What are you doing here," you asked him. You didn't know what to do. It was the first time seeing him in his new kit. It had been too long since you'd seen him, since you'd been able to touch him, to kiss him. He looked so handsome.

"I came to see you." He hugged you and kissed your forehead. "I have about a day before I have to go, but let's make the most of it."

You brought him up to your room and invited him in. You watched him take off his armor before shuffling into bed next to you in his blacks. It had been too long since you saw him last. All he wanted to do right now was hold you.

"I wasn't expecting this," you said. "If I'd have known I would have planned something. Brought more. Made reservations for dinner..."

"Don't worry about all that," he replied. He kissed your hand and held you. "You're all I want. Wherever we are, I'm always home when I'm with you."

You kissed him sweetly. He pulled you into his lap and took his time kissing your cheeks, massaging your back and hips, and pulling you as close as he could get. Your tongues gently danced together and you hummed at his familiar taste. You ran your hands through his hair, feeling the dryness brought on by the use of GAR issue shampoo and made a mental note to get him some conditioner while he was here. You pulled away just enough to search each other's eyes as you left little kisses on his face. He let out a deep breath, his body relaxing under your touch.

"So what else do you want for Life Day," he asked with a grin.

You gave him a look, but beamed back and replied, "I've always watched a holo in the afternoon while snacking on some treats. Actually that's why I was at the bakery earlier."

You set out the food and both got cozy in bed. You turned on a holo and watched together while munching on the variety of baked goods and dried fruit. It was perfect.

That evening, after getting some dinner together at the cafe across the way from the hotel, you laid in bed together, watching your star from the window. You put your head in his lap and Hevy carded his fingers through your hair. Moments like these were why he did all he could to see you with even the shortest amount of shore leave. Whether it was just for a few hours, a few nights, or a few weeks, he loved the feeling of you laying on him, resting, breathing slowly, as he ran his hand through your hair and soothed you to gentle sleep.

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[jedipoodoo]

Sequel to this. Keep your eyes peeled for a part three.

"Ba'vod'u!" Iv'ika shrieked when you were still a good ways off. Hevy's mom led you to the cluster of buildings on her family's farm, and to your right you could see several family members working out in the golden fields, and even more in the orchards beyond them. A familiar face stood on top of the transport speeder, and he glanced up at your son's exclamation. When he caught sight of you, his face split into a grin. He hopped down and came running as fast as he could.

"Who'd you find at the market?" He asks his wife, kissing her and baby Hevy before snatching his namesake from your arms and tossing Fives up in the air.

"Higher! Higher!" Ives demanded.

Uncle Fives planted a big kiss on his nephew's cheek, and gave you a one armed hug.

"Babe, this is Echo's wife. You remember her and Fives Junior?" He winked at you.

"Yes, I do," She smiled at you.

"This is my wife," Fives placed his arms around her tightly and kissed the crown of her forehead for good measure, "And I assume you've met our baby boy Hevy?"

You nodded, "I can't believe you're alive! Rex said-"

"Yeah, that was a bit top secret," Fives chuckled.

"Big Bad ARC trooper here just barely came out of hiding in time to see his son be born," Fives' riduur teased lightly. She slipped their son from his sling and bounced him as the three of you talked.

"What are you doing out here on Dantooine?" Fives asked. Ives had squirmed to be let down, and was entertaining himself with the wildflowers that grew in the yard.

"We're out here on a supply run."

"A supply run? Who are you with?"

Hm. How to answer that?

Ives tugged on the hem of Fives' shirt holding out a flower "for the pretty lady." Fives grinned at his "little man" and slipped the flower behind his wife's ear even as she blushed profusely. Hevy reached out a chubby fist for the flower, and Fives slipped the bundle of joy from his wife's tired arms.

Then you realized, if you didn't know that Fives was alive, did he know that Echo was alive?

"Fives, I have someone I need you to meet."

#lizart writes #the bad batch #the bad batch x reader #arc trooper fives x reader #arc trooper echo x reader #clone babies #fives junior #hevy ii #my ocs

[dez78]

The first time

Fandom: Clone Wars

Pairings: Fives X Fem! Reader

Rating: Explicit, (Smut 18+ Mature!)

Warnings: Lap dance, Reader dances, Smut, Vaginal fingering, Oral (f receiving) PiV, squirting, pet names, Mando pet names, Fives cries (sorry), Rex giving advice

Tags: Insecurity, Virgins first time, Exclusive relationship, Fives being cute, Fives loves calling you his Cyar’ika. 

Summary: Things don’t exactly go as planned, but it turned out better than either of you could have hoped for. 

(Y/N)= Your Name

Song: Can’t fight the moonlight by LeAnn Rimes

Fives was at 79’s with most of the 777th and 501st boys. 

“No, no, but I told you!” Hevy’s voice was louder when he was drunk, the boys howled with laughter. 

Droidbait and Chaser were arm wrestling, Cutup was playing Sabacc with a few other clones. Rex sat back with his drink in his hand, tapping his foot to the catchy music. 

Fives was taking a drink when the curtain to the stage opened, his eyes widened and his beer projected from his mouth. 

Rex sat forward with a dropped jaw, Droidbait and Chaser looked back with Hevy. He suddenly got really quiet. 

The woman was exotic. Her clothes were anything, but covering. 

It was a red skirt that flowed, a red top that covered her breasts and wrapped around the back of her shoulder blades that tied at the end of her wrists. She was decorated in jewels and had deep red lipstick and brown eyes that were emphasized with mascara. 

What blew the men away even further was when she opened her mouth, 

“Holy Kriff…” Hevy sucked in a breath. 

~Under a lover's sky 

Gonna be with you

 And no one's gonna be around 

If you think that you won't fall 

Well just wait until 'Til the sun goes down

 Underneath the starlight, starlight 

There's a magical feeling so right It will steal your heart tonight~

Fives watched with sparkling eyes, she was so beautiful, her hips snapped as she danced to the music. While her angelic voice abused his ears. 

~You can try to resist 

Try to hide from my kiss 

But you know, but you know that you 

Can't fight the moonlight 

Deep in the dark, you'll surrender your heart 

But you know, but you know that you 

Can't fight the moonlight, no 

You can't fight it It's gonna get to your heart~

Her lengthy legs were milky in the colorful lights of 79’s. She made eye contact with Fives a few times as she sang, he felt his heart beating out his chest. The boys were drawn to her by now and in the same trance, it’s like she put a spell upon them. 

Her voice was hauntingly enchanting. It was an angel’s bell. Fives rested his chin in his palms as he looked at her like a lovesick boy. He sat up straighter when she started to dance her way down the stage.  

~There's no escaping love 

Once the gentle breeze 

Weaves its spell upon your heart 

No matter what you think It won't be too long (not too long)

 'Til you're in my arms Underneath the starlight, starlight 

We'll be lost in the rhythm, so right 

Feel it steal your heart tonight 

You can try to resist 

Try to hide from my kiss~

She had put her fabric over her beautiful face to cover it from view, much to men’s dismay. Her hips still snapped and her perky breasts bounced as she did so. Making it hard to breathe for most of the young men in the room. She made eye contact with Fives and blinked at him slowly making him moan. He slapped his hand over his mouth. 

“Don’t get too excited, rooky, it’s for the tips.” Rex snorted as he took a drink of his beer. Fives frowned, he was disappointed. Of course.  

She danced her way over to Rex, she ran her smooth hand over his shoulders through his blacks, he smirked up at her. He took out a few credits and set them on the waistband of her skirt and winked at her. 

~Deep in the dark, you'll surrender your heart

 But you know, but you know that you 

Can't fight the moonlight 

No, you can't fight it 

You can try to resist, try to hide from my kiss 

But you know, don't you know that you can't 

Can't fight the moonlight~ 

The woman’s voice grew as she hit the high notes making the patrons howl as they threw their credits at her, she danced over to Fives and even went as far to rest herself in his lap. Her back to his chest, his hands smooth down her waist instinctively. He panted, feeling the strain in his pants, he bit his lip. 

The woman put her hands through his hair as she snapped her hips across his lap, 

“Whoo! Whoo!” Hevy and Chaser howled as they pumped their fists in the air. It was the most action Fives had gotten from a woman. He was red in the face. 

~Deep in the dark, you'll surrender your heart

 But you know, but you know that you 

Can't fight the moonlight 

No, you can't fight it 

You can try to resist, try to hide from my kiss 

But you know, don't you know that you can't 

Can't fight the moonlight~ 

Fives whined pathetically when her eyes met his, she reached out, removing her mask slightly, pressing her lips to his before pulling it back and dancing away. He missed her already and reached out for her, Rex whacked him. The kid sat back and watched. 

~But you know, don't you know that you can't 

Can't fight the moonlight 

Deep in the dark, you'll surrender your heart 

But you know, but you know that you

 Can't fight the moonlight 

No, you can't fight it It's gonna get to your heart~

She finished the song off with a gorgeous note while looking directly at Fives. Then the curtain closed and the crowd of people erupted into howling and whistles. Fives was burning up, he needed air. He went outside. The boys went back to their games and arm wrestling, Rex watched him leaving, he sighed and decided to go after him. 

When he found him, he was a few paces away from 79’s, drawing a cigarette between his lips. Rex leaned against the wall, Fives had his eyes closed and had his head against the building. 

Rex folded his arms and put his foot up against the wall, 

“You good, kid?” He asked, finally after a silence. 

“Yeah, I just needed air.” Fives said, 

“Fresh air? Won’t get that smoking tabac.” Rex joked, Fives scoffed a laugh. 

“Is that normal?” He questioned looking at Rex, 

“What she did in there?” He asked. Fives nodded as he drew on the cigarette again. 

“Rarely, dancers only do that when they really like a man. I don’t want to get your hopes up either though.” Rex explained. 

“Has it ever happened to you?” Fives questioned, his amber eyes pleading for answers. 

“Once or twice.” Rex smirked, Fives rolled his eyes. Rex sighed, 

“I had it happen when I was a shiny and I was just like you are now. So confused and lust filled.” He continued as he looked up at the night sky. Fives’ cigarette glow wrapped around his youthful features. A hooded figure walked past them and called a taxi. They stopped talking for a moment until the figure was far enough away.

“You’re still young Fives, explore a bit. There’s nothing against it, you just can’t fall in love. A lot like the Jedi.” Rex explained further. Fives looked away and frowned. 

“Who made that up?” He hissed, 

“Look, I know you’re confused and upset, but it’s just the way it is.” Rex replied bitterly. Fives sighed. 

“If you want, I can hook you up with the girl. I know my way around.” Rex said in a cocky voice, Fives shook his head, finishing his cigarette. 

“No, I think I’m going to head home.” He said as he flung his cigarette. Rex exhaled deeply as he watched Fives walking away with a slump. The older clone went back into 79’s to enjoy the rest of his night. 

Fives sat in the back of the taxi with his face in his hands, his thoughts racing. He had feelings for someone already, but that woman in the bar kept going through his mind. Almost as if he knew her. He feared that he’d be a terrible lover if he had more than one at a time. Especially since he was in love with a specific woman already. 

It broke his heart, even though they weren’t together, he still felt he would be cheating if he slept with anyone, but her. It was stupid and something he couldn’t tell Rex. There was only one person he could talk to this late, one person that understood him. 

The taxi stopped and Fives got out, he walked to the door and knocked on the apartment door. He waited patiently, but there was no answer, he furrowed his brow, he knocked again. He was eager now and that’s when he heard it. 

His eyes widened and his head snapped to the sound of the gentle and gorgeous voice, 

~There's no escaping love 

Once the gentle breeze 

Weaves its spell upon your heart 

No matter what you think It won't be too long

 'Til you're in my arms Underneath the starlight, starlight 

We'll be lost in the rhythm, so right 

Feel it steal your heart tonight~

Fives’ jaw dropped when the woman of the voice was revealed, she stopped dead in her tracks. Her expression the same as Fives. 

“By stars! (Y/N)?!” He wailed at the realization. You were hot in the face, your makeup still done up as you took the curls from your hair with your fingers. Your cloak covering your outfit. 

“F-Fives!” You finally croaked, 

“What are you doing here?” You questioned, 

“I came here to talk to you about my confused feelings.” Fives stated firmly. You looked around and ushered him into your apartment.

When the door was shut, you looked at him. 

“(Y/N), I’m in love with you.” Fives blurted out, your expression was that of being flabbergasted. 

“You are?” You said, your eyes still blown wide. 

“Yes.” Fives confirmed, you looked down at your feet. 

“When did you become a dancer anyway?” He asked when he remembered. 

“When I found out that I could kiss you without you knowing me and confronting me.” You replied meekly as you looked up. Fives blinked at you, 

“You could have done that months ago.” He said matter-of-fact. Your face heated up even further as you looked down again. Fives picked up your chin between his forefinger and thumb, making you look up at him. 

Your eyes locked, Fives leaned in without hesitation and you waited eagerly. 

When your lips connected, sparks flew. You both moaned into the kiss, Fives pulled you into him, grinding against your thigh. 

You kissed to the bedroom, shedding your layers as you went. 

When you two were finally naked and laying on the bed, Fives was above you. You squirmed beneath him, he was taking too long. 

“Is something wrong?” You questioned, suddenly feeling self conscious as you hid yourself away. 

“N-no, cyar’ika, nothing’s wrong, it’s just-” Fives bit his lip as his face heated up. 

“Erm, I’ve never done this before.” He said in a small voice, your breath hitched in your throat. 

“Neither have I, we’ll learn together.” You said, biting your lip and averting your eyes shyly. Fives smiled, letting out the breath he had been holding. 

For the next few moments, he was experimental and tested what you liked, what made you moan and arch your back. He smoothed his fingers down your sides, making you shiver. 

He was twitching violently, but he wanted his lady pleased first. You were blushing furiously, 

“What’s wrong, mesh’la?” Fives questioned, 

“I’m not a complete virgin, I’ve used toys, but I’ve never been with a man.” You replied, tapping your fingers together shyly. Fives smirked. 

“Why didn’t you just say that cyar’ika?” He purred as he leaned down, his lips at your ear, his voice husky as he spoke, 

“Tell me what you like.” He said into your ear, making you shudder with delight. You took his hand in yours and guided it down your body, before finally finding your sensitive bud. 

You groaned when he pressed his fingers against you, you were soaking, making him moan in response. Your pheromones violating his nostrils, making him blind with lust. 

He groaned as he leaned against you again, 

“Do I have permission to taste you, cyar’ika?” His words shot straight to your core, you nodded. Fives shook his head as he tapped your lips gently with his free hand while his other hand worked you. 

“I need verbal consent, mesh’la.” He said, he was such a gentleman. 

“Yes, you have permission.” You said breathlessly. Fives smiled and took his hand from you, you whined from the loss of contact. 

Fives held your legs up by your knees, he got on his stomach as they laid on the bed. He put your legs over his shoulders, so his hands were free to roam. 

Fives parted your lips with his index and middle finger, he was biting his lip and admiring your eagerness for him. He was taking painfully slow, you wiggled your hips, Fives looked up. His amber eyes were dark with lust. 

Taking the hint, Fives leaned in and flicked his tongue over your bud, you clenched the sheets and gritted your teeth, Fives chuckled. 

Then he ran his tongue up your slit experimentally. You shivered with delight. Liking the response, Fives did it again and again. Until his tongue was lapping over your folds in messy eating. 

He grabbed your hips and buried his face into your sex. Devouring you like a man starved. 

You arched your back and tangled your fingers in his hair. For a man that was a virgin, he was fairly good at this. Your legs quivered as you trapped Fives between your legs. He groaned into your wet ladyhood, the vibrato sending shivers up your spine. 

You grabbed his hair, too hard, you may add, burying him deeper into you. He took that as a compliment and continued to eat you out. His nose rubbed against your bud, making your whole sex twitch. 

Fives added a finger into his licking and you lost your mind, your eyes rolled into the back of your skull as you fell back. Fives hummed his approval and added another finger before latching onto your bud with his lips. Sucking so good. 

Your body trembled as you wailed, you looked up when you felt Fives’ body rising and falling. You saw him rutting into your mattress, desperate for friction. The sight set you off. It sparked the fire in your abdomen. 

You arched your body as you screamed, your fluids squirting out of you. Making a lewd squelching sound as Fives worked you through your orgasm. 

Fives slowed his movements before stopping completely, you panted heavily, your chest heaving with every harsh breath that left your lungs. Your hair sprawled out and sweat glistened across your skin. 

“Maker.” Fives’ voice made you flutter your eyes open, he wiped his face and mouth with his palm, he sat on his knees as he looked at you. 

“Can you do that again?” He asked, his eyes sparkling as he smiled, you laughed breathlessly at his reaction to your intense orgasm. 

You wiped your clammy forehead, trying to give him attention. He laid you back, 

“It’s okay, cyar’ika. Catch your breath. I can wait.” Fives smiled at you. Your heart burst with love, he was so pure. You vowed you'd fight anyone that dared to hurt him at that moment. He was still so innocent. 

You took in one last big breath, you looked at Fives and rubbed up his chest. He was pumping himself in his fist. 

“Are you ready?” He questioned, he couldn’t contain the excitement in his voice, you nodded at him. He eagerly lined himself up with you, he took you missionary. 

First he was slow testing the waters, then he started a good rhythm. You knew you liked this already. Fives was bigger than any of the toys you owned. Your eyes crossed a few times from the intense pleasure. You were still overstimulated from your first orgasm so you were still pretty sensitive. 

His member scraped against your walls in a delicious way, it’s head spinning. You mumble incoherently. He’s a stretch, but he slots so perfectly back inside of you with each purposeful thrust. 

“Fuck…” You spit out as you groan and match Fives’ hips with yours. He’s whimpering now as he gets slicked with your previous orgasm. 

“Hunnhg, so good.” Fives whines as he ruts into you. His nails digging into your hips. He pinched his shut and whimpered pathetically. 

“Hnnng, ughhh, nuh.” Fives moans repeatedly, you're right behind him. He’s hitting that sweet spot now with his powerful thrusts. Your seeing stars, 

“Kriff!” Fives cries as he pulls out, 

“No!” You protests, 

“Sorry, cyar’ika. I want you to finish. I won’t last long.” Fives said in a weak voice, you were right there at your second orgasm. You were frustrated, before you could stop yourself. You were throwing Fives beneath you. 

He’d never been manhandled before and didn’t know how to process it. You jumped on his lap, you stuck his member back into your aching slit and started to bounce, you felt him hit your sweet spot. 

Yes! Yes! It’s right there! 

“Arghh, hunngh. Cyar’ika! I-I-” Fives stammered as he held your hips in a bruising grip. His mind clouded while he chased his orgasm. He didn’t want to disappoint you. 

“Agh! I’m-nuh, I’m going to cum!” He sobbed as he held your hips even tighter, you leaned forward getting the last of that friction. 

“No!” Fives cried as he finally felt that knot release. 

His world whited out as he arched his back, his body spasming, trying to process the mind-blowing orgasm. 

He twitched violently as he released ropes deep into you, a deep monstrous wail ripping from his throat. 

You bent down biting Fives’ shoulder, your eyes rolling around in your head as you contracted around him. 

You came down from your highs, your chests were heaving deeply, you sat up on Fives’ lap, feeling his member softening inside you. 

When you saw his face, you got worried, he was crying. He looked up at you, he looked like a kicked pup. 

“I’m sorry, cyar’ika. I tried to hold it, but I-” He choked, 

“Oh baby.” You cooed at him as you pet his face, you wiped his tears away with the pad of your thumb. You leaned down and pressed your lips to his in a gentle kiss. 

Then you moved to his neck, your breath hot against his skin as you spoke, 

“You don’t need to be sorry for making me come with you, baby.” You purred as you pressed your lips to his neck. His gasp made you look up at him. 

“Really?” He said with hopeful eyes. 

“Oh yeah, it was good. Trust me, I wouldn’t lie to you.” You replied softly as you rubbed his face. You wanted him to know all of the things you liked, lying to him wouldn’t get you there. 

“Then you’re welcome?” Fives blushed, you laughed breathlessly, 

“Yes, thank you baby.” You said in a loving voice as you held his jaw and kissed him deeply. He groaned into your mouth and held your waist. 

When you pulled away, you rolled off of him. He got up and got the two of you a few towels. 

After you cleaned up, the towels were discarded in the laundry bin. Fives laid with you, smoothing his hand up your back as you faced each other. 

“Can we try something different next time?” Fives questioned, his voice was full of curiosity and excitement, you chuckled. 

“Almost anything you want.” You stated, Fives cocked a brow at you. 

“No backdoor play, not into that.” You clarified, Fives nodded understanding. 

“Understood. I can still spank you though, right?” He teased as he grabbed the flesh of your ass, you chuckled again. 

“Yes, that’s fine.” You purred. 

“No one will find out about us, right?” Fives asked, his voice becoming more serious. 

“That’s if we’re exclusive, if not. I understand.” He explained, you frowned at him.

“I’m not a one night stand type of woman. Of course we’re exclusive, you nerf herder.” You said to him, he smiled at you, that dopey, sweet grin he always had. 

“Glad to hear, cyar’ika.” Fives replied, you hummed and nuzzled into him. You sighed with content and let sleep claim your forms. 

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[clonewarssimp]

So I’m watching the beginning of clone wars season five anD IS NO ONE GONNA TALK ABOUT HOW ADORABLE REX IS IN HIS CUTE LITTLE GOGGLES?!? 🥺💕🥺🥺💕✨✨

JUST LOOK AT HIM🥺🥺🥺

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[vodika-vibes]

Jealousy

Pairing: Hevy x Reader Word Count: 1206 Warnings: Fluff Songs: None Prompt: "Wait a minute...are you jealous?" A/N: So, once again, I'm writing for a clone who only shows up in like 3 episodes. Hevy and Cutup are both members of the 212. Fives, Echo, and Droidbait are all 501st.

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“Babe, are you sure you want to do this?” You roll your eyes when you hear Hevy whine, and promptly ignore him to finish curling your hair.

“This is important to my mother, Hevy. So yes, I’m sure I want to do this.” You reply after a moment, turning your head slightly to examine your curls, before setting the curling iron on the counter.

“Your mother hates me.”

“She…it isn’t personal, Hevy. She hates everyone.” You say with a sigh, turning on your stool to look at him, “You don’t have to come, Hevy.”

“Yeah, I do.” He replies.

“If you’re not comfortable around my mother, or my family-”

“Babe.” He stands and walks over to you, placing his hands lightly on your shoulders, “The last time you spent any time with your family, they made you cry. I’m not letting you face that alone.”

You look up at him, a small smile crossing your face, “My hero~”

“Yeah, yeah.” He ducks down slightly and kisses your forehead, “You ready?”

“Um…I’m not sure.” You lightly push him away and stand, walking over to the mirror hanging on your closet door. You turn left and right, looking at your outfit, your hair, your shoes, your make-up. “Maybe I should change?”

Hevy sits on the stool you abandoned, “Babe. You look amazing. The color suits you.”

“You’re just saying that because it’s your color.” You reply, without looking at him, “Maybe it’s too bright? I should change into a more muted color-”

“Hey. Hey, no.” He stands and quickly intercepts you before you pull open the closet, “You shouldn’t have to dim yourself to make your family happy. You look amazing.”

You sigh, and lean your forehead against his chest, “Just…want them to be happy to see me for once.” You admit.

You feel his fingers twitch against your back, and you glance up at his face. He’s glaring at the wall, “If they find you lacking,” He says through gritted teeth, “Then that speaks more about them and their personality than about you and yours.”

You smile at him, “That’s sweet, Hevy.”

“Yeah, well. I have a little experience with family expecting the worst of you.” Hevy replies blandly, “You never saw how some of the others treated us Dominos before we were pulled into the 501st and 212th.”

“And now look at you, an ARC Trooper who works directly under Commander Cody.” You say with a warm, and very proud, smile. 

He grins, “My point, darling,” Hevy says as he lightly strokes your cheek with the back of his fingers, “Is that I get it.”

“I know.” You hook your arms around his waist and smile up at him adoringly, “You really think I look good?”

“I think you look amazing. Where did you even find a dress in 212th gold?” Hevy asks.

“I special ordered it.” You reply cheerfully, “This will probably be the only time I wear it, honestly.”

Hevy’s heavy gaze scans your body, “I’m sure I can come up with a reason for you to wear it somewhere else.” He replies, and then he lightly tugs you out of the bedroom, “But, we’re already going to be fashionably late, babe.”

You allow him to guide you out of the apartment, making sure to grab your purse and jacket on your way out of your home, “Don’t forget your jacket, love.”

“Yeah, I have it.” Hevy replies as he pulls his own nice jacket on, and then guides you out of the building and towards the taxi.

Half an hour later, the taxi pulls up in front of the Coruscant Convention Center, and Hevy rolls his eyes as he opens the door for the pair of you. “Your mother really rented the whole convention center for this?”

“Well. Mother has always had more money than sense.” You reply as you allow Hevy to help you out of the vehicle. “I’m sure she invited a lot more people than she said she did.”

“Of course she did.” Hevy says under his breath, “What do you think she’s playing at?”

“With my mother? Who knows.” You take his hand and you smile brightly at him as he takes your hand and presses his lips against your knuckles.

“You know, we could always make a break for it,” He murmurs against the skin of your knuckles.

You laugh, “We’re already here, Hevy.”

“Tragically. You should know, I told Cutup to call in 30 minutes and fake an emergency-” Hevy admits.

You laugh again, and tug him towards the building. “Well, we can surely handle 30 minutes until Cutup comes to our rescue.”

You push the doors to the convention center open, and step into the open foyer, which had been tastefully decorated in golds and silvers. And then your mother was there, dressed in her finest silver gown, “Darling, you made it!” Your mother flashes the same fake smile that she’s always shown you, “And…you brought your clone.”

“My boyfriend?” You correct with just a hint of sarcasm, “He does have a name, you know.”

“So you keep saying.” The older woman replies, distastefully, “Nevermind that. There’s someone here I want you to meet.”

“What, are you getting married again?” You ask as you lean against Hevy.

“Oh, not me. I found you a fiance.” Your mother says brightly.

Hevy stiffens behind you, and his grip on your hip tightens. You glance up at him in concern, and see that his expression has become totally blank.

“Well. That’s nice.” You say slowly, “But I think we’re just going to leave.” 

“I beg your pardon?”

“I’m an adult, you don’t get to make those kinds of decisions for me. Not since I was an actual child.” You reply flatly, “Come on, Hevy.”

“If you walk out those doors, you’ll find yourself cut off.” Your mother threatens.

“I haven’t used your money since I was 16, mother.” You counter, “Come on, Hevy.” You tug on his arm, pulling him out of the convention center, and down to the street. 

Hevy stares at you, and you stare right back at him, “You didn’t even hesitate.” He says slowly.

“Of course not. I chose you, you goof.” You smile at him and reach up to touch his cheek, “I love you.”

Something thaws in his eyes, “Thought you would have at least met him-”

“Wait a minute…are you jealous?” You ask, eyes wide.

“Well. Maybe a little,” He lightly grips your hips, “It’s not like I’m ever going to be able to provide you enough money to rent out a convention center.” Hevy jokes weakly.

“Hm. You know, I grew up in a family that could do things like rent out convention centers, and I was never happy.” You reply as you lean against him and rest your hands on his chest, “You, Hevy, make me happy. I never feel lonely when I’m around you. And that is so much more important to me.”

He smiles at you, and ducks his head to kiss you. “Love you, mesh’la.” Hevy murmurs.

“Love you too.” You reply, sliding your hands up his chest and wrapping your arms around his neck.

“You wanna go get some food, and then go home, babe?”

“Absolutely.”

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