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[clone-anon-after-dark]

Clones with an Asexual / Acespec Partner Headcanons

I’ve never written headcanons on here before, but thought I’d give it a go.

Word Count: 2915

Warning and Author’s Note: Some discussion of sex.  Some asexuals have sex.  Also mention of sex-repulsion because some asexuals do not ever want to have sex and both are fine and good.  There are a lot of asexuals who are interested in partnership - romantic or not - so I thought I might write out some ideas about what that might look like with some clones

Included are Hunter, Tech, Echo, Wrecker, Crosshair, Mayday, Rex, Cody, Gregor, Wolffe, Fox, Kix, Hardcase, Fives, Jesse, Dogma, and Tup

Hunter

Hunter loves a partner who is passionate and wants to do the right thing.  He would never be with someone who doesn’t also have the Omega stamp of approval.  Domestic Hunter? Yes.  He loves the steps you’ve taken to have a home that is friendly to his senses.  No strong scents in the soaps or detergents. Blackout curtains. Towels, blankets, and sheets that are friendly to his sense of touch.  You showed your love by making your home friendly for him and he has never been more in love.  Hunter pays attention to other people and takes care of his family, so he was incredibly moved by someone caring about his needs in this way.  Hunter will do little things around the house to show you he cares about you.  You’ll come home to clean dishes, a tidied bedroom, or freshly cleaned clothes.  Sex might be too much for his senses and sometimes touch is too much in and of itself, so he strongly believes in communicating what you both need.  He’s always open to finding ways to express how much you care for each other and creating a stronger partnership.

Tech

Tech is acespec in some way.  He might rarely or never experience sexual attraction.  This man expresses his love best in quality time and acts of service.  You will want for nothing.  He might be too busy to think about feeding himself, but he will have an alarm to remind himself to pick up some food and make sure you eat.  He’ll eat with you and want to hear about your day or tell you about what he’s working on.  Besides researching topics of interest and fixing things, he loves going to museums and aquariums with you, watching documentaries, and sitting together in the same room reading.  If you want cuddle time? He’s open to it.  You’ll have to tell him the details of how to hold you and what you want and eventually he will start figuring out what he likes too.  Tech is open to experiences, so if you want to have sex for closeness or to satisfy your libido, he would try it.  “Physical urges and attraction are not the same thing,” he says.  He’s always understanding that some people don’t or rarely feel sexual attraction and for him, it’s just a matter of fact.  It doesn’t change how he feels about you.  If you never want to have sex, he is completely fine with it.  He wants to tell you about his latest project working on the hyperdrive anyway.

Echo

Echo loves your desire to fight for what’s right.  He loves how you care about people and he feels so at home with you.  Echo doesn’t like solitude so the biggest thing is going to be spending time together.  He loves reading.  Sitting together, snuggling on the couch or in separate chairs and reading something that interests each of you? Yes.  Do you like hanging out with his family and have a good sense of humor? Those are big things in his book.  

I know there are some theories that Echo only lost part of his legs and other people believe he lost everything from the waist down (plus his arm). But guess what it doesn’t matter.  In either case, Echo wants to be loved for who he is.  He wants to love you for who you are.  What you both can or cannot do physically doesn’t phase him.

Crosshair

Crosshair is protective of his heart and does not easily open up to others. He does not like vulnerability and that also means he also doesn’t get sexually intimate easily.  I think he’s at least demiromantic, needing to know someone before opening himself up to a relationship like that, so he understands not having certain types of attraction.  He does like physical touch once you are close enough, but that can mean all kinds of things.  He likes little private moments with you where you can steal away time together.  If you want to blow off some sexy steam together, he’s game, but never pressuring.  It’s more about closeness and sharing something with you that no one else gets.  If you aren’t interested, he likes to cuddle.  Sometimes he wants to be the little spoon and other times he wants to be the big spoon but he would never want anyone to know he’s a cuddler.  After all he’s been through, Crosshair wants to feel safe with you and protect and love you at the same time.

Wrecker

Wrecker loves to show his love with physical affection.  He loves hugs and holding hands and picking you up and twirling you around.  As long as you are okay with some kind of physical touch, he’s more than happy.  He loves when you fall asleep on top of him.  He loves watching holos with you, eating snacks, and cuddling.  If you want to have some sexy times, he’s game, but ultimately doesn’t need that.  He wants someone he can have fun with!

Jesse

Jesse is so incredibly sweet. He loves cuddling and pulling you in close to sit on his thighs.  The first time he does this he can tell you’re a little worried (maybe that he will try to take things further), so he is very reassuring, showing you he just wants to be close.  He loves touch, but only if it’s something you like too.  He likes consistency and so his primary desire in a relationship is someone he can trust and depend on and he also wants to be that for the person he’s with.  He understands that just because you don’t feel sexual attraction doesn’t mean you don’t love him.  There’s a reason you want to share your life with him, after all.  He lets you take the lead when it comes to any kind of physical touch, including sex.  He’s a lot of fun in bed if you go down that road for closeness or address your physical needs.  Otherwise, he loves cuddling in bed. He is most comfortable spooning and having an arm around you in some way.

Hardcase

While I don’t necessarily get ace vibes from Hardcase, I think he would be great with an ace partner. Especially if they are extroverted.  A typical day would involve waking up, eating quickly, and some kind of adventure.  Whether it’s getting up to shenanigans at a water park, or playing paintball, or spending the day at work for you and at the barracks for him, I see him happy to be busy.  I think he would love to come home and eat some good food. He loves take out.  He quickly realizes that you not wanting sex sometimes doesn’t mean he can’t have self-care time on his own.  If you like the idea, he would love for you to buy him a sex toy.  He sees it as a way to stay connected on that level without making you uncomfortable, which is the last thing he wants.  He is very open to learning what it means to be asexual, and quickly learns that not having sexual attraction doesn’t mean you have zero sex drive.  He loves taking the time to learn what makes you feel good physically and where the boundaries are.

Tup

Tup is a sweetheart who loves quality time with his partner.  He would love to explore hobbies like video games, baking, cooking, or anything with animals.  Tup loves anything that is relaxing and he is for sure a cuddler.  If you aren’t into touch, he likes things like sharing a blanket while sitting together or finding a happy middle ground like maybe holding your hand or sharing clothes.  If you want to satisfy your own urges together, Tup is absolutely up for it.  He thinks you’re incredibly sexy and gorgeous and likes to take his time and make you feel good.  

Dogma

Oh sweet Dogma.  This man loves rules and boundaries.  He loves knowing what is on and off limits because it makes him feel safe and secure.  He also feels loved when you want to know his own boundaries.  It shows him you care.  So Dogma doesn’t really care about what the actual boundaries are so long as he knows them.  He is quite nervous to initiate physical contact, even kissing, but he does say when he would like to try something.  He’s very communicative.  He does not mind if something is off limits. He just wants to show you love.  He takes up baking, loving the precision of measuring the ingredients, so you can expect treats every time he sees you.  When it comes to intimate relationships, Dogma knows there are many different ways to be intimate.  He wants to be understood and show you that you’re the one who has his heart.

Fives

Fives loves a good time.  It was something that drew you in from the beginning.  When he first asked you out, you couldn’t deny he had some kind of magnetism.  He was a total goofball.  He knew about your asexuality before you started dating. You might have been a bit surprised when he asked you out, but couldn’t say no.  Fives tells you right away that you can take the lead on anything physical.  He likes kissing, but especially loves hugs.  If you’re up for fooling around, he loves it. If you never want that, he understands.  He just wants to be with you.  It takes him a long time to admit that he would absolutely love to shower with you.  A hot shower helps him relieve stress and he sees it as a way to spend some relaxing time with you, but he doesn’t want it to seem like he’s asking for more, so he might need some reassurance once he brings it up.  Ultimately though, he loves quality time together.  There will joking, laughter, and joy.  Fives is also a wonderful friend and partner who you can trust.  While you wouldn’t necessarily have taken Fives to be very serious, he’s incredibly serious about your happiness and making sure you have every little thing you want.  If you’re having a hard day, he listens and holds your hand.

Kix

Kix loves being your partner.  He loves the domesticity of coming home and snuggling on the couch.  He might love doing some other things on the couch if you want, but he understands if you don’t want to.  He loves laying on the couch while you lay on top of him and watch holomovies.  He loves little kisses and holding hands.  He loves reading in bed next to you before falling asleep.  He’s also seen a lot during the war and carries a lot of grief.  He trusts you with his grief and sometimes he just needs someone to cry to about it all.  If you like romance or are in more of a romantic mood, he will go all out.  Favorite flowers, candy, foods, whatever you love.  He takes the time to learn your favorites for those occasions. You want slow kisses next time he’s on leave? He won’t stop thinking about it.  You simply want to collapse into someone’s arms? He wants nothing more than to provide those arms for you.

Gregor

Gregor is open to learning about anything, but his favorite topic is you.  He loves going out with you, dancing, and laughing.  He loves a good time.  If you’re shy, he finds a way to help you come out of your shell around him a little without pressing the issue.  He wants you to feel secure with him.  Gregor loves kissing and wouldn’t mind getting physical and when he asks about your boundaries going further, your heart sinks. You’re worried about where this is going and haven’t exactly told him about your sexuality yet. You quickly find that he just wants to express how he feels.  He asks a lot of questions about what it means for you to be asexual.  He’s inquisitive.  If you don’t want to have sex ever, he takes the time to hear how close you want to be and what feels safe to you.  He’s definitely not opposed to things like masturbating together if you want to go down that route sometimes.  Ultimately he realizes that his favorite thing to do with you is turn on some music and dance in the living room.

Wolffe

There’s actually a fic about this here.  Wolffe might be grumpy sometimes, but you make his life so much better and you get to see softer sides of him that no one else does.  You understand him and he appreciates your support.  He wants you to feel loved in the way that you want to be loved.  He is completely comfortable taking care of his sexual needs on his own.  He loves snuggling with you at night.  That’s his favorite.  He loves holding you and being held by you.  You’re comforting to him.  Before falling asleep, he likes chatting with you about how the day went and or reading a holonovel together.  

Rex

Rex is awkward around people in social situations, but you’re happy to help him navigate relationships.  He doesn’t think much about sex because frankly, he’d just like to make it through this conversation without getting lost in his own worry.  Over time he starts to relax more and you find that quiet time with the two of you is much preferred to going out.  He’s even nervous to hold your hand, but you tell him it’s totally okay.  Once he realizes how deep his feelings are, he has to speak with you.  He likes to know where things are headed and what kind of relationship you want. Queerplatonic? He quite likes that.  Or something with more of a romantic bend? Yes, sure, that could also work just fine too.  The only thing he really doesn’t want is to be with someone purely for the physical aspects.  His feelings toward his partner are so strong and he wants nothing more than to protect you and let you know he’ll always be there for you.

Cody

Snuggle king.  He is under so much pressure as a marshal commander and then later after the war, he’s dealing with a lot of mixed feelings about everything that happened.  He loves that he can be with you, go to bed or lay on the couch, and hang on to you. He likes little kisses on the top of his head while you hold him.  It helps him let go of stress and worry.  He can feel you right there with him and it’s the safest place in the galaxy.  You’re asexual? Great.  He just wants to love you the way you want to be loved.  You want romance? He will hold your hand and kiss the back of it.  You want domestic partnership? He will hug you and do your laundry. Do you need some space to yourself? That’s fine.  He will just be over here watching a holo and napping after buying groceries so you don’t have to worry about it.  You want a quickie to blow off some steam? He’s game.  You want to shower naked and wash each other’s hair and feel close that way? He’s good with that too.  You want to swap pillowcases while he’s gone so you can both feel close that way instead? He thinks that’s the best thing he’s ever heard.

Mayday

Mayday wants to be with you, preferably on a planet that rarely gets snow.  You fell for his dry sense of humor and how much he cares about the people he’s close to.  He worries about losing more people in his life, so he was cautious to approach you.  Once he realizes you’re around to stay, he starts to relax. Mayday likes to do little things to show he cares.  He really gets into cooking hot meals.  He loves making fresh soups and gardening.  When he starts baking bread you swear you will never buy a loaf ever again.  After all he’s been through, he’s happy to have the chance to be with someone and feel at home.  Getting physical? He likes hugs, cuddles, and kisses if you’re okay with it.  Just chaste kisses or little pecks on the cheek all you want? Absolutely.  Whether he addresses his own sex drive on his own or as a mutual endeavor (if you’re open to it) doesn’t matter to him.  It takes him a long time to open up in some ways, but once he does he’s always making sure you’re on the same page.  He will always cautiously wait until he gets a green light.

Fox

He’s just happy to come over to your place and sleep in a real bed.  This man is all about relaxation when he’s with you.  Whatever that looks like, he loves it.  It can be the simplest things, like having extra comfortable shorts to wear around your apartment, or folding laundry together before putting fresh sheets on the bed.  He feels so comfortable with you and that’s the most important thing to him.

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[wizardofrozz]

Hardcase "the first initial kiss being a simple peck, then they immediately go back in for a stronger, more passionate one." 🥺

Fall Into Me

Hardcase x GN!reader, ARC Trooper Fives, ARC Trooper Echo, ARC Trooper Jesse, Clone Trooper Vaugh, Clone Trooper Appo

Word Count: ~1.1k

Warnings: none, just fluff

A/N: Thank you so much for the ask Novan! 🖤 I hope you enjoy this because I had a lot of fun writing it!

The Resolute’s hangar was mostly empty with a few stray mechanics milling around as the ship cut through hyperspace. Most of the 501st were either training or enjoying the last bit of rest they would get for a while, which is exactly what you should’ve been doing. Your feet sank into the thick training mat, a soft sigh passing your lips as you shifted your weight and crossed your arms. Somehow, you let yourself get talked into joining a few of the boys from Torrent in trying out their new jetpacks.

If it had been anyone else, you probably would’ve declined and stayed in your bunk but you could never say no to Hardcase. He had looked so excited about finally getting to try the new equipment that you were saying yes before you could even think about it. Your eyes found him easily, a small smile lifting the corner of your mouth as you watched Jesse trying to attach the jetpack to his back as Hardcase had an animated conversation with Echo. 

“Sure you don’t wanna try?” You scoffed as you turned your head, arching a brow at Fives who had appeared at your side. 

“I’d like to keep my body in one piece, thanks,” you chuckled, shifting your attention to the troopers a few feet away. “I’ll watch the fun though.” 

“Party pooper,” Fives teased, bumping his shoulder against yours as he moved toward his brothers. You rolled your eyes but your smile was disgustingly fond; it only got worse when Hardcase broke away from the group, jogging toward you with a bright smile. 

“You’re excited,” you said with a smile that mirrored his. Hardcase had the uncanny ability to make you feel like a teenager with a crush all over again. Not that he knew that bit of information. 

“Can ya blame me?” he laughed, trying to look over his shoulder at the jetpack. “It’s gonna be awesome.”

“You’ve used a jetpack before, Case.” 

“Not one like this,” he countered, lifting his chin with a smirk. The back and forth with Hardcase always had you smiling until your cheeks hurt but you could see the giddiness was eating him alive when he rocked forward onto his toes. 

“Alright, well, let’s see it then,” you prompted, tilting your head. Hardcase’s grin widened as he lifted his hand in a crisp salute. A startled laugh fell from your lips when he took off, shooting into the air with a cheer. You watched him hover high above the mat, laughing again when he waved. The commotion drew his brothers’ attention too, the hangar filling with their loud whoops and cheers. 

Fives and Echo took off next. Fives immediately performed a corkscrew maneuver while Echo hovered closer to the ground. Jesse, Vaughn, and Appo joined quickly after and you snorted, watching the six troopers twist and spin overhead. Hardcase made a sharp turn suddenly, just barely weaving around Vaughn, his laughter echoing through the hangar.

You see it seconds before it happens. Jesse was turning in slow circles, rising at a lazy pace as Hardcase circled around the group. The loud clang of metal hitting together made your heart drop; you caught the flash of shock on Hardcase’s face when the right side of his jetpack sputtered and died. It all happened too quickly for you to shake off the fear that choked you.

Before you could react, Hardcase was dropping out of the air...coming right at you. 

Hardcase managed to twist around, his eyes widening as soon as he realized you were directly under him. His weight hit you like a speeder, his arms wrapping around you on instinct. The thick training mats absorbed some of the impact and you and Hardcase rolled, finally coming to a stop on the very edge of the mat. You waited until the world stilled around you before opening your eyes. 

Hardcase hovered over you, wide-eyed shock written all over his face. Despite what could’ve been a terrible accident, you couldn’t ignore that he was basically straddling your hips, his hands braced on either side of your head. You’d walk away with a few bruises but nothing felt broken, thankfully. The air was still as you looked up to meet Hardcase's eyes, blinking a few times. 

“You alright?”

“I think so,” you whispered, glancing down the length of your body. A shiver raced down your spine at the position you found yourself in, a position you had admittedly imagined before. However, it hadn’t involved getting tackled in the process. 

Hardcase’s eyes darted around your face as if he was double-checking that you weren’t lying. The minimal space between you and him was suddenly suffocating and your eyes thoughtlessly flickered down to his parted lips. His jaw snapped shut when he caught the movement and you watched his throat bob. It felt like you stayed there for an eternity, each second making the air feel heavier. Then Hardcase leaned down, pausing close enough that his nose brushed yours. 

The feather-light brush of his lips against yours made your breath catch, one of your hands coming up to rest on his side. The kiss lasted barely a second before Hardcase pulled away, his eyes comically wide as his mouth hung open; you had a feeling you probably looked just as stunned. The air felt charged, his face hovering just inches away from yours and something in his expression shifted, giving you the confidence to surge forward. 

Hardcase grunted when your lips met again but immediately sat back on his heels, cradling your head as he pulled you along, refusing to break the kiss. You parted your lips with a soft moan when his tongue brushed over your bottom lips, your hands scrambling for purchase on the smooth surface of his chest plate. Hardcase consumed your senses: the light brush of his fingers in your hair, the lingering taste of chocolate on his tongue, and the faint smell of GAR-issued soap made your head spin. It felt like he was kissing you with every ounce of passion in his body and you never wanted it to end. 

The need for oxygen made you pull back, resting your forehead against his as you tried to catch your breath. A smile spread across your face when Hardcase laughed, a breathy sound only you could hear and that might've been the first time you'd ever heard his laughter so quiet. 

“Maybe I should crash into you more often,” Hardcase chuckled, pecking your lips again. 

“Please don’t,” you groaned, fighting back your own laughter. Hardcase opened his mouth again but was swiftly cut off by the deafening cheers from somewhere overhead. You tilted your head back, rolling your eyes half-heartedly at the five troopers hovering above you, whooping and high-fiving. 

Hardcase was still smiling when your eyes settled on him again and you couldn’t help but mirror his expression. Ignoring the rowdy brothers nearby, you leaned in to meet Hardcase halfway, smiling into the kiss.

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[mandos-mind-trick]

Kinktober Day 20 - Watersports

Summary: Your boyfriend has an odd request, but with those eyes how can you say no? 

Pairing: Hardcase x reader

Warnings: NSFW, 18+, unprotected sex, watersports, shower sex, Hardcase is a kinky bastard. 

A/N: I’d like to formally apologize to the Hardcase stans that this is the first fic you’re getting for him from me. Also a reminder it's very easy to keep scrolling if you see something you don't like.

MASTERLIST

“Babe?” 

You hum in response, not looking up from the holofilm playing on the TV. 

“You have to go yet?” 

You do look up now, shifting away from him. “That’s the third time you’ve asked, Hardcase. Why is my needing to use the restroom so important to you?” 

He rubs the back of his head, looking a bit bashful. “I just...I had an idea...” 

You stare at him silently, waiting for him to continue. 

“I-I need your bladder full for it.” He says. 

You continue to stare at him, your brain trying to process his words. You usually don’t think much about anything he says. You’ve come to expect the unexpected with your energetic boyfriend. Odd requests, spur of the moment decisions, enthusiastic ramblings about anything he’s just discovered. Impulsive is practically his middle name. 

“And what is this...idea?” You ask hesitantly. 

“I...I want you to...piss on me.” He says slowly. “Before I fuck you senseless.” 

Your mouth drops open as you stare at him. You’re not quite sure what to say. You’ve done many things in your sexual adventures, but nothing quite like this. 

“Is...Is that why you keep refilling my caf?” You finally ask. “And why you keep asking if I need to pee?” 

He nods. “Yeah. I wanted to be sure...you were ready in case...you wanted to do it.” 

You stare up at him. He’s obviously been thinking about this for a while and planned it out. You’ve never thought about doing something like this before, but he seems like he’s interested and with the way he’s staring at you, you’re finding it hard to say no. 

What’s the harm in it anyway? 

“O-Okay.” You say, shifting in your seat. “Yeah, we can do that.” 

He breaks out in a wide grin and you’re suddenly very sure of your decision. “You’re the best babe.” He says, leaning down and kissing you. 

His arms snake around you, one hand coming to rest over your bladder. He applies gentle pressure and you find yourself clenching, suddenly aware of how full it really is. 

“Oh fuck.” You whisper against his lips. 

“You gotta go?” He asks. 

You nod. “Yeah. Worse than I thought.” 

He grins wickedly, pulling away from you to stand. He takes your hand, pulling you off the couch and down the hall to the fresher. An excited chill runs through you, and you find yourself getting wet at the thought of what’s going to happen.

Hardcase leads you to the shower, stripping out of his clothes before stepping inside. He situates himself as best he can on the floor, holding out a hand to you. You take a breath, pulling your own clothes off before you take his hand, stepping into the small shower. He pulls you down so you’re straddling his lap, his cock already half hard as you hover over him. 

You hold yourself up, staring down at him as his hands massage your sides. Your face is burning just a little at the thought of what you’re going to do. 

“Let go.” He says, his voice rough. 

You swallow thickly, trying to relax your body. It’s strange in this situation, in this position. At least you don’t have to worry about a mess. 

He really thought this all through. 

You force your body to relax, closing your eyes as you let yourself go. It begins as a small trickle, Hardcase’s eyes fluttering closed as the warm stream starts running over his stomach. You can’t stop it now, the stream coming steadily, sliding down his stomach and his hardening cock. 

“Oh kriff.” He groans. 

His head falls back against the shower wall, his arms wrapping around you and pressing you close against his chest as you continue to pee on him. You brace yourself on his shoulders, watching the pleasure morph on his face. You can feel his cock poking against your ass as you finish, his eyes cracking open to stare at you. 

“Kriff, thank you baby.” He groans, pressing his face into your neck. 

His lips press against your skin, one hand reaching around to drag through your folds. You gasp at the sensation, your folds slick and wet.

“Stand up.” He says, pulling away from you. 

You push yourself up to stand, a bit awkward in the tight space. He stands up after you, turning the water on. It sprays between you, neither of you moving until it’s warmed up, his hands pulling you against him. He leans down, pressing his lips to yours, his tongue slipping through your lips into your mouth. 

Your back meets the cool tile of the shower wall, his body pinning you in place. You wrap your arms around his neck, his cock pressing against your stomach. He grinds his hips against yours, smearing precum on your skin. 

You pull away from his lips, turning yourself so your front is pressed against the shower wall. You press your hips back, your ass pressing against his cock. 

“Kriff, baby, you’re too good to me.” He groans, one hand holding your hip while the other lines up his cock. 

“I just love you so much.” You say, turning your head to look over your shoulder as best you can. 

“Love you too, babe.” He groans, sinking into your wet pussy. 

Your lips part in a gasp, cheek resting against the cool tile as he presses into you. You brace yourself against the wall as he pulls back before snapping his hips into yours. Your entire body jolts from the force of his thrusts, your eyes rolling back at the sensation. 

He wasn’t kidding about fucking you senseless. 

He picks up the pace, fucking into you hard and fast, the sound of your skin slapping together echoing in the shower. His grip is tight on your hips, pulling your body back into his thrusts. You’re a moaning mess, every drag of his cock through your folds sending you spiraling closer and closer to your orgasm. 

“Gonna cum...kriff, Hardcase!” You cry, legs shaking as your orgasm washes over you. 

He groans, loud and shameless as he fucks you through your orgasm, his own hitting him as you milk his cock. He spills into you, hips jerking against your ass as he rides out his orgasm. 

He falls against your back, catching himself on the shower wall. You’re both breathing heavily, his face pressed against your shoulder. 

“Thank you, baby.” He groans, wrapping an arm around you to hold you up. 

“We should do that again more often.” You say, letting yourself relax in his hold. 

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[vodika-vibes]

I don't know if you're alright with these types of asks but I haven't been having a good time lately and I also don't know if you've ever written Hardcase before I don't have anything in particular to ask for aside from forehead kisses and cuddling while like petting the head to soothe. Just some fluff. You don't have to do this if you don't want to. Sorry for the ramble.

Comforting Presence

Summary: You have a bad day, luckily Hardcase is there to help.

Pairing: Clone Trooper Hardcase x Reader

Word Count: 957

Warnings: None

Tagging: @trixie2023

A/N: It's not quite what you asked for, but I hope this is good too. This is my first time writing Hardcase, so I hope I did him justice. And I absolutely take these kinds of asks. I just find it easier to get people to send me stuff if I reblog writing prompts.

Divider by Saradika

There are many things that Hardcase loves about you. The way you smile at him, the way you laugh at his bad jokes, the way you cling to him at night when you’re sleeping next to each other.

The way that you so effortlessly made space for him in your life, in your home. The way that you love him, even though all he can offer in return is his protection and his presence. 

He loves you. He’d give you the galaxy if you asked.

So when you come home from work, and you don’t immediately shout a greeting to him, he grows concerned. There’s a routine, after all.

You come home from work, and you stay by the front door while you remove your boots, and you shout a greeting to him, and he’ll get up from wherever he is in the house, and make his way to you, and then you’ll fling your arms around him in a tight hug and he’d kiss you until you’re smiling all dreamy-

But you’re not doing that.

He hears you drop your bag on the floor, and hears you drop even heavier onto the bench by the front door, and he gets to his feet. He walks through the apartment to the hallway leading to the front door, and he leans against the wall.

You didn’t notice him. That was his first hint that maybe something was wrong. The second hint was that you hadn’t started taking your boots off. He scans you thoughtfully, your shoulders are slumped, and you just look exhausted and drained.

“Bad day, cyare?” He asks, his voice soft as to not startle you.

You jump anyway, and his brow furrows in even more concern. “Oh…Hardcase,” You stare at him for a moment, and then you rub your forehead, “We’re supposed to go out tonight, I…give me a minute and I’ll…”

Hardcase pushes off the wall and walks over to you. He drops a kiss to the top of your head, and then he sinks to his knees and starts untying your boots, “Don’t worry about it, cyare. We can order food.”

“I promised-”

“Hey,” He pauses and reaches up to lightly touch your cheek, “We can go out some other night. Tonight all you have to worry about is if you want to wear your blue pajamas or your green ones.”

You close your eyes and lean into his touch, “I had a bad day,” You whisper.

“It’s okay, baby. I’ll take care of you.” He gently pulls his hand away and goes back to pulling your boots off, and setting them neatly on the shoe rack. “There we go. Step two, a shower.”

You sigh and nod, “Yeah. Okay.”

Hardcase hums thoughtfully, his fingers lightly tapping a rhythm on your knee, “A bubble bath?” He offers. Some of the tension drains out of your shoulders at the offer and he takes the minor win. “Bubble bath it is.”

You smile at him, “I love you.”

“I am pretty lovable.” Hardcase jokes lightly, and is relieved to see a smile cross your face, “Arms around my neck, little love.” You immediately do as he asks, and he effortlessly lifts you into his arms.

You bury your face in his neck and hug him tightly, drawing comfort from his presence, and then you tilt your head to look at his face, “How was your day?” You ask.

“Uneventful. I think I slept until noon,” Hardcase admits as he carries you through the apartment and into the fresher, where he sits you on the counter. “Now, do you want to bathe alone, or do you want company?”

“‘Case, I-”

“I’ll just be there, baby. Nothing more.” He brushes his thumb against your cheek, “I can see how exhausted you are. I’m worried you’ll fall asleep in the tub.”

You’re quiet for a moment, “Stay?”

“Of course. Just let me start the bath and grab your pajamas.”

“The blue ones?” You ask quietly, “They remind me of you.”

“A fine choice,” Hardcase kisses your forehead, and then the tip of your nose, and only then does he back away and turn to start the water. And then he dips into the bedroom, and returns only a moment later with your silky blue pajamas, which he carefully sets on the towel warmer. His own dark blue sweatpants get tossed much more carelessly next to your pajamas.

You offer him a bottle of bath mix, “It’s lavender,” You offer.

“Your favorite.” He turns and adds a capful to the water, and then another one, and then he sets the bottle back on the rack. And then he peels his clothes off and steps into the water and carefully sits down.

You hop off the counter and tug your work clothes off, taking the time to toss them in the laundry hamper, before you carefully step into the water and allow Hardcase to pull you down onto his lap. You settle your head against his shoulder and your eyes drift shut.

“I might fall asleep,” You warn him.

“That’s okay,” Hardcase’s voice is low and soothing, and he kisses the side of your head, and then your shoulder. “If you fall asleep, I’ll just end the bath, and put you to bed.”

“I’m sorry-”

“Shh.” His voice is even more soothing, “You take care of me, baby. I don’t have a problem taking care of you when you need it.”

“What did I do to deserve you?” You ask.

“Hm…you were the most amazing person on Coruscant and for some reason you chose me.” Hardcase kisses your shoulder again, “Now, would you like to hear about the movie I watched today, my love?”

You sigh in contentment, “Yes, please.”

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[sev-on-kamino]

If you want more spice prompts I’m here to request who I (almost) always request Hardcase and the Prompt- ❛ you're such a fucking tease, you know that? ❜

Have a beautiful day💙

Hello my dear!!! I am always happy to write Hardcase because he brings such good vibes with him even for smut 😌 I hope you have a wonderful day, and enjoy this lil spicy snack with your beloved 💙💙 The prompt is highlighted in blue!

not sure on the word count because I wrote this one in the tumblr app 😅 dividers by the bestest @dystopicjumpsuit

warnings: teasing, sexting in inappropriate places, inappropriate uses of the Force, bondage if you squint, MINORS DNI, if I missed anything lemme know 😏

Case: Babe, I miss you. Think we can get away soon?

The message came through on the transport back to the Resolute, and you had to work to keep your focus on what Master Kenobi was saying rather than the far more interesting thought of being alone with Hardcase.

You let your eyes wander over his form, and you couldn’t resist squeezing your thighs together. He sat in his seat, looking almost relaxed with one of his legs stretched out in front of him. The other leg, however, bobbed up and down with the energy he was aching to expend with you.

You: I miss you too, but it’ll be a few hours. Debrief, reports, meditation…

You knew he’d received your message when his leg bounced faster.

Case: Babe, I need you. It’s been 10 rotations, and yes, I’m counting. Thinking about your taste is driving me crazy.

You: I know exactly how long it’s been since I had your perfect cock buried inside me, but we still have work to do.

Case: You can’t just say stuff like that.

You: Didn’t say it, I typed it ;)

Case: Smart ass! You better eat well at dinner because it’s gonna be a long night for you. Gonna see how many times I can make you come on my tongue before I let you anywhere near my cock…

You stood up straighter at his playful threat, shifting your weight, and looking over to Masters Kenobi and Skywalker. They were lost in their own conversation, which was perfect.

Taking a deep breath, you reached out through the Force. Testing, teasing, touching Hardcase through the gaps in his armor. Even with his helmet on, you knew his bright amber eyes were wide, and his tongue had darted out to lick his lips.

His leg had stopped bouncing, and he’d pulled in the other one to sit up straight.

A subtle smile crossed your face, as you continued your gentle exploration. Squeezing his sensitive thighs and making his breath hitch. Wrapping around his wrists and making him clear his throat. Firmly applying even pressure to his half hard…fully hard cock, as it strained against his codpiece.

Case: You’re such a fucking tease, you know that?

You: Not teasing, if I follow through…and I plan to, love.

Case: Babe…can you hold my wrists with the Force again later?

You: Absolutely.

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[flyiingsly]

Secret Santa

Pairing : Hardcase x medic!reader

Warnings : Mention of injuries, death and war, two idiots in love with each other, a bit of angst and mutual pining, fluff

Wordcount : 5,7k

Summary : The 501st boys are organizing a little event for Life Day, but the night took an unexpected turn when you receive a very special gift from your favorite trooper.

A/N : Heeere we are, my submission for the @cloneficgiftexchange ! I was assigned to @melliejellybellybean  and oh boy that one was so much fun to write ! (Telling a story about a Secret Santa event for a Secret Sant event, what a very cliché thing to do, I know, but I just couldn't resist it)

I'm soooo happy to be a part of this exchange ! Right after I've received your name, I immediately checked your blog to learn more about you, and then I discovered that you seem to be a very enthusiast Taylor Swift fan, and I was like OMG THAT’S SO COOL because I really love her music as well, and not gonna lie, it was that perfect excuse to listen to her songs like a maniac while writing this, it gave me a lot of inspiration and good vibes, that was amazing !

I really hope that you're gonna like it too 💜

Since you started to work as a medic for the 501st legion under the commands of General Skywalker, your days suddenly became more animated. But you couldn’t say that you weren’t enjoying it. In fact, it was quite the contrary : you loved working with them.

When you arrived at the GAR med bay, you were placed under the supervision of one of their best medics, Kix, who quickly became your best friend. Then, you were introduced to the rest of the company, and as you were getting to know them better, they soon adopted you as one of their own.

You were getting along with them very well, and they quickly became like your family more than just coworkers or patients. You were spending most of your time with them, whether on missions or on shore leaves.

Since you were following them on every battlefield they were sent to, going through the horrors of war together and saving their lives has created a very strong bond between you and them.

But fortunately, there wasn’t only bad stuff to share, and despite the fact that you were nervous and not very enthusiastic the first time they invited you to join them at the 79’, you were now used to it and really were enjoying those special and joyful moments spent together.

In addition of Kix, there was another person in the group you became particularly close to : Hardcase. He was one of your most recurrent patients, for he was admitted in the med bay every once in a while, for the most unexpected and silly reasons sometimes.

You used to worry for him the first couple of times you found him waiting in your examination room, covered in blood and bruises, but as the time passed by, you realized that his injuries were, in most cases, looking more serious and concerning than they actually were.

You both became attached to each other pretty quickly. You loved his sense of humor, his energy, and his adventurous temperament, and he grew very fond of your kindness, selflessness and thoughtfulness.

In fact, everyone who was at least a little close to him could easily notice that there was something more than just strong friendship and appreciation silently going on between you.

Hardcase wasn’t usually the kind of person to be shy or self-conscious, on the contrary, but with you, it was different.

He was often caught glancing and smiling dreamingly at you when you weren’t watching or found all flustered and blushing after talking to you or running unexpectedly into you in the GAR station’s corridors. Just the way he was talking about you was enough to anyone who was listening to him to catch a glimpse of his true feelings.

At some point, Kix even started to ask himself if his constant visits to the med bay weren’t an excuse to see you. He just couldn’t believe that someone could be that clumsy and careless without doing it on purpose. But you, on the other hand, as long as he wasn’t suffering too much, were always more than happy to see him pass the door.

He was making you laugh, and he was always finding a way to drag you along in his shenanigans and making you engage in silly and funny situations you would never have believed you’d be taking part of one day.

You were a steady and quiet person, and when he was near you, he seemed to become calmer and more relaxed too, like if your presence was soothing both his mind and his body.

To have you around was a true relief for his brothers sometimes, because his excess of energy could be a bit exhausting for them. It wasn’t a problem for you though, for you were never tired of him.

Each one of you seemed to be the perfect balance to the other, and everyone around was waiting for the moment when you will finally end up together.

So of course, when the company decided to put together a special little party to celebrate Life’s Day, you obviously were on top of the guest’s list. In fact, you were one of the first person to know about that idea, and they even asked you for help to plan the event.

The timing was perfect, for the exact day of the celebrations was coinciding with the day after returning from a mission, which meant that the company was, if everything went well, supposed to be on Coruscant for a several days shore leave at that time.

Commander Tano and General Skywalker were invited as well, and happily accepted to join. It was their idea to organize a Secret Santa at first. It apparently was a popular thing on various planets, and when they submitted it to the rest of the company, everyone enthusiastically agreed to give it a try.

When the time came to pick up a name in the basket, you got very lucky, for you immediately knew what would make that particular person happy.

What you didn’t know however, was that it was your beloved Hardcase who got you. But on top of that, what you both couldn’t imagined was that it wasn’t just fate who made him pick you up. In fact, it was mostly Jesse’s and Kix’s idea.

They knew how fond their brother was of you, so they decided to play a little trick on him, both to tease him, but also because they saw it as a perfect occasion to give him a little help to confess his feelings to you.

When he discovered your name written in capital letters, he got through a lot of different emotions in a couple of seconds. Fives and Echo, who volunteered to hand the names out, and who were flying around the GAR base with an upside-down helmet full a little piece of papers, tried their best not to sell themselves by laughing in front of him when they saw him froze on the spot, eyes wide, then smile excitedly with sparkling pupils, before an expression of pure shock and disbelieve pass on his face.

Little did he know that before reaching for him, the two ARCs took care of switching every remaining paper from the homemade basket with only covered in your name ones. He had absolutely no chances to escape it.

It took him several days of intense reflection to find something to offer to you. It seemed like an eternity to Kix, who had to answer numerous questions about whether or not you’ll appreciate his latest idea and who got asked for his opinion at the most unexpected times of the day. But seeing him that involved and entitled to make you happy was so adorable that he couldn’t really find it annoying.

But at last, he finally managed to find something special, really special and meaningful, something that you’ll be glad to receive, and that will, at the same time, perfectly embody how important you were for him.

I wasn’t going to be easy to make, but he knew it, he couldn’t have find a more perfect gift for you.

***

The event was taking place in one of the many GAR’s aircraft hangars, because of the open view its massive door and high level was offering on the city.

Lights were a very important and symbolic part of the Life Day, and the pick of the celebrations on Coruscant was the release of thousands of paper lanterns all around the planet. So being able to see the sky was very important for that night.

The evening started with a big feast.

You had worked for most of the day to prepare all of it with the boys, moving numerous tables and chairs from the mess hall, and placing them in a row between the ships resting in the hangar. It was a lot of organization, but it was more than worth it.

For the food, you had all voted for the simplest option : each guest ordered a meal of his choice from some delivery service, so everyone could eat exactly what they wanted. It wasn’t the most elaborate meal ever, nor the most traditional, but at least everyone was enjoying it, and the whole setting was still making it looks special and festive nonetheless.

The gifts from the Secret Santa were supposed to be exchanged at the end of the “banquet”, after the desert.

Just as they did with the names in the first place, it was Echo and Fives who were in charge of collecting the presents from the players in the morning, to make sure that nobody could see who was dropping which one off, and so they could be delivered all at the same time to their addressees.

But nobody was expecting them to enter the hangar the way they did, Fives wearing a full Santa costume, standing on top of a pallet truck next to a pile of colorful boxes, and carried around by a red nosed and covered in garlands Echo, both visibly very proud of their little show.

It was hilarious, and the fact that he was trying to make his voice even more deep than it already was added a layer of comic to the whole situation.

He then asked to everyone to stand up and come closer to the vehicle, and his request was soon followed by a big and noisy mess of swinging chair and people cheerfully gathering around them.

As they started to give out the gifts, picking them one by one and calling the names written on them, the atmosphere became electric, heavy with muffled cackles and whispers.

You were assigned to a bigger than expected wooden box, beautifully hand painted in blue and circled with a large white ribbon. It was very heavy, so heavy that Rex offered to help you carrying it for you.

Once every participant had been called, the twins enthusiastically started a countdown so all the boxes could be opened simultaneously. As soon as it hit zero, the sound of shredded paper filled the air, quickly followed by a concert of exclamations, laughs and surprised squeaks. You even caught a couple of “that’s exactly what I wanted !” and “I knew it !” in the middle of the various reactions.

Rex had settled the box on a corner of the table to make it easier for you to open it, and you were now examining it from every angle to figure out how to do so. It was that kind of ammunitions containers that could be found in every GAR armory, and that were usually requiring a special tool to unseal, but this one obviously had already been opened at least once.

You were so concentrated on it that you didn’t noticed the many pairs of eyes looking furtively at you, waiting for your reaction.

When you finally managed to open it, the first thing that you saw was styrofoam chips. You chuckled at the view, anticipating a prank and ready to find nothing but those in the box.

But as you dived your fingers inside, they quickly fell on a round, massive and cold shape.

“AHAH !” you exclaimed, grabbing the mysterious item with both hands and pulling it toward you in a burst of colorful little polystyrene bits.

But you weren’t expecting what you were about to find.

As soon as you saw and understood what it was, you immediately gasped, your eyes widening in surprise.

You were now holding a brand new and freshly painted armor cuirass, immaculately white.

“What the …” you mumbled, simultaneously confused and in awe.

You turned it between your fingers, examining every angle of it, admiring its curves and looking at it with glowing eyes.

You soon after put your hands back in, frantically searching for more parts, dying to know if there was something else in that box.

When you stumbled upon one, then two vambraces, you let out a squeak, and couldn’t help but immediately try them on on top of your medic long sleeved jacket.

“No way !!! you let out, when finding out that they were perfectly fitting to your forearms. You twirled and twisted your arms around several times, looking at them with eyes watery from excitement.

You never got the chance to have your own set of armor before, for as a nat born medic, you weren’t supposed to get exposed during conflicts. Only clone medics were usually taking part of the fights and following the troops in battles. You, on the other hand, were supposed to stay behind, keeping your distances with the front line and waiting for the soldiers to return to heal them.

Bu you weren’t following that guidelines most of the times. You were part of the 501st after all, and just like their General, you had your own and particular way of managing difficult situations. That’s how you find yourself running in the middle of the battlefield more than a couples of times, trying to rescue someone.

You even got injured once, not that severely, but still badly enough to frighten the hell out of Rex and get a full lecture from him. Needless to say that it didn’t stopped you from doing it again anyway. Everybody in the company perfectly knew that there was no way to prevent you from saving lives, even at the cost of your own safety.

Of course, you’ve already tried to borrow a spare one from the armory, but standard clone’s armors weren’t the right size for you, and the Jedi’s special lighter armors were way too expensive to equip a medic, so you just never really bother thinking much about it after that.

You kept exploring the depths of the box until there was nothing left inside but chips. You successively pulled out a pair of gauntlets, rerebraces, and elbows pieces, a plackart, and finally, a pair of spaulders. One of them was plastered with a bright red, perfectly hand traced medic emblem. It was absolutely gorgeous.

That’s when you noticed it. The little card stuck on the inside of one of the shoulders. You took it off from the plastoid surface and unfolded it carefully.

The note was handwritten, and the lettering was a bit messy, but you could still feel how much attention and care have been poured into it to make it as readable and beautiful as possible.

“For the best Medic in the GAR ! (Don’t tell Kix about that or he’s going to be jealous ^^ )

You’re always watching upon us to make sure we’re safe, and because you’re one of the most important persons to me, I wanted to return you the favor, and offer you a way to stay safe as well.

Happy Life Day.

Ps : Despite the design on the spaulder, it’s all white so you could customize it as you liked, just like ours ! Enjoy !”

Excitement suddenly turned into pure emotion as your eyes became even more teary. It was the most wholesome words you’ve have ever read, and you could barely believe that someone wrote that to you. You were so moved that you had to read it a second, then a third time to make sure that you had understood it correctly, and that it wasn’t just your brain playing a trick on you.

You instinctively raised your head to look around you, feeling taken aback and curious at the same time, staring at everyone around and scanning the hangar with your eyes for an answer, like if it was going to help you find out from who it was coming from. But it didn’t, of course.

You only knew it wasn’t from Kix, for he had already told you who he picked, but you had no idea who else it could have been. You felt lost for a moment, these words weren’t sounding like a simple note written to accompany a Secret Santa present, and you had the feeling that the person who put them on paper had waited for the occasion to come since a long time already, making it even more special.

When your eyes fell back on the pieces of armor scattered on the table, tears were rolling down your cheeks. Someone found a way to make you a whole made to measure upper armor, just because you were so important to them that they wanted you safer on the battlefield, and it was one of the most touching ways that someone could have ever expressed his care for you.

On the other side of the hangar, Hardcase had been giving you little discreet side glances from a distance since the moment your name was called. He felt proud at first when he caught a glimpse of you enthusiastically searching the box. He needed to make sure that you were happy with what he got you before allowing himself to open and enjoy his own present.

But he was now too absorbed in talking with his brothers to notice your change of expression.

“Hey, I didn’t know that making her cry was part of the plan !” Fives suddenly interrupted him with a worried look, giving him a nudge to catch his attention, and gesturing his head toward you.

His joy immediately faded when he noticed your tears, and he instantly started to feel bad for you. He wasn’t expected that, it was the very contrary of the effect he wanted his gift to have on you, and he couldn’t help but feel guilty about it.

“(y/n), are you okay ?” you suddenly heard Ahsoka’s voice softly asking you.

“Yeah, yeah, I’m fine ….” You mumbled, weeping your eyes with the back of our hand and smiling reassuringly at her.

“I’m just … a bit moved … This is … a lot, actually … I just can’t express how lucky I feel right now … I mean, I know that building a made to measure armor is awfully expensive, and I feel so blessed that someone actually put so much effort and energy into doing that for me … I …” you sighed, the words had escaped your mouth so hastily that you had forgot to breath, and you were now seeing stars from the lack of oxygen.

“I’m sorry, I just can’t find my words right now !” you chuckled, a bit embarrassed for being that overwhelmed.

“Don’t worry, I understand what you mean.“ she answered, trying not to sound too satisfied.

“Do you know who did this ?” you hopefully asked her.

“Hmmm, maybe …” she cracked a mischievous smile, “but I promised him to not tell you anything … All I can say is that the person who gifted you this really, really care about you, like, a lot ! But don’t worry, I have the feeling that you will know who it is soon enough …”

“I hope so, I really need to thank him for that ….” You whispered, looking deeply at the spaulder, absent mindlessly tracing the medic emblem with the tips of your fingers.

Little do you know that she has been involved in the whole project from the beginning. That gift was so close to Hardcase’s heart that he didn’t hesitated to ask her and Anakin for some advice.

Of course, his General, too, had noticed how fond his trooper was of you. But most of all, he particularly understood how important the lives of his men were to you, for just like you, he was close to them, and every lost life was a hard thing to accept for him as well.

So when Hardcase exposed his plan to him, he immediately agreed to help, offering him to negotiate a free and special access to all the required resources he needed to successfully fulfill it.

Since you were close friend with his Padawan, she volunteered to give them a hand on a delicate part of the plan, but the most crucial one : collecting your measurements. It was, of course, easier and less suspect for her to enter the women’s locker room of the GAR med bay rather than sending any other male member of the company there to do it.

That’s how she found herself sneaking into your locker several days in a row with a measuring tape, scrupulously noting the sizes and lengths of your different outfits, to make sure that they had the right dimensions for the future armor. You didn’t even noticed a thing, never catching  the way your clothes had moved from the moment you put them in and the moment you took them back after your shifts.

At this point, the entire battalion as well as their superiors knew about Hardcase’s gift, and several of its members helped him bringing it to life, in addition to all the persons who were involved in the fabrication of the armor itself.

The whole project had been a beautiful demonstration of solidarity and group work, and the amount of energy and care that had been poured into it was, indeed, very huge and even more consequent that you could have ever imagined.

It was probably one of the most interesting and funny spying mission the young togruta was sent on, and witnessing how big of an impact it had on you, feeling your emotion and your happiness, was the most beautiful reward she could have gotten for her participation.

You were still processing what had just happened, eyes still lost on what you were holding in your hands, when the voice of someone screaming from the hangar doorstep pulled you out of your thoughts.

“It’s beginning ! They’re releasing the lanterns !”

When you raised your head toward the origin of the scream, you just had enough time to see Tup excitedly weaving his arms, pointing at the sky and gesturing to his brothers to come nearer, before the entirety of the hangar’s lights suddenly shut down, leaving the vast space only bathed in the dimmed glow of the outside city lights.

The men quickly gathered on the edge of the wide entrance as you saw a couple of little glimmering flares ascending from the city below into the night sky.

One after the other, the biggest buildings around went dark as well, allowing a better look on the lanterns. It was the only day of the whole year when you could see the jedi temple and the senate completely plunge into darkness.

There were no more screams or laughs resonating through the air, only whisperings and muffled gasps of awe.

You couldn’t move at first, still stunned by the latest turn of events and mesmerized by what you were witnessing. Then you gently settled your spaulder on the nearest chair, before taking a few steps forwards as more and more lanterns were filling the sky, creating a big cloud of artificial stars.

You were a bit further back from the others, but still able to see everything from there, not missing a single bit of the show.

It was one of the most spectacular and mesmerizing thing that you have ever seen, and you were so focused on it that you didn’t hear the sound of approaching footsteps echoing against the durasteel floor.

“Hey …” a soft and familiar voice suddenly whispered on your left.

“Hey …” you whispered back, turning your head to face Hardcase, who was now standing right next to you as if he had appeared out of thin air.

There was enough light to clearly distinguish the blue lines of his tattoos, but not enough for you to notice the faint shade of red covering his cheeks.

“So, did you like your gift ?” you asked him with smile.

“Oh, yeah ! It was great ! Actually, I think that the person who offered it to me know a couple of things about me that I can’t remember telling anyone so far, so I guess I must have talked too much about some particular subjects the last time I was drunk, but yeah, I really appreciated it ! ” he lets out with an amused tone.

“Ahah, you’ll be surprised of all the things you’re saying when you’re drunk …” you teased him, as you felt the heat slowly raising to your face. You were so emotional right now that his very presence was enough to fluster you.

“Oh I know what you’re referring to, don’t get me started, you were as wasted as me that time !” he groaned, glaring at you with a falsely annoyed expression on his face.

His remark made you giggles, and your laugh must have been contagious, because he couldn’t help but start to chuckle as well.

Then, a silence fell between you, only disturbed by the distant buzzing of the city and the murmurs of your fellow troopers.

“Look, I’m sorry, I never meant to make you cry …” he breathed out after a moment.

You heart skipped a bit at his words, before starting to race faster when you understood what he was talking about, and you tried your best to keep your composure and refrain yourself from gasping in shock.

“So, it was you …”

“Yeah, it was me …” he awkwardly answered, “I know that we’re not supposed to tell the person we picked that … well, that we picked them, but … My gift seemed to have made you so sad, I just wanted to apology for that …”

“Sad ??!” you retorted, “No, it didn’t made me sad ! That wasn’t tears of sadness, it was the emotion, because your gift touched me ! Honestly, it’s the most meaningful thing someone ever gifted to me and … I just got overwhelmed ! I mean, I can’t imagine how much it must have costed you, that’s insane ! I’m so lucky to have been picked by you ! Thank you Hardcase, it means so much to me …”

You were stuttering, tripping over your words and feeling your eyes getting watery again.

The sparks of pure joy and gratitude that were making your pupils glimmer as you looked at him made him fondly smile at you, the faint blush on his cheeks becoming brighter.

“Oh well, not gonna lie, I got a lot of help on this one, but actually …“ his voice was laced with embarrassment, “I initially wanted to offer you the lower part as well, but we run out of time … But if you still like it that way, then that’s good enough I guess !”

“Of course I like it !” you let out in shock, astonished by what he had just said, “It’s absolutely perfect, I could never thank you enough for that, sincerely !”

You smiled back at him, your gaze meeting his. He instantly melts from the inside, trying his best not to look at your curled lips for too long, but still devouring you with his eyes.

You were so beautiful he couldn’t get them off of you. He could have admired you for the entire night if it was possible, and you both stayed like that for a moment, staring at each other in silence, the faint light of the sea of lantern reverberating on your faces, creating a very intimate atmosphere around you.

“Can I … Can I ask you a question ?” you shyly say after a moment.

“Yeah, whatever you want !”

“Do you … Do you really meant what you wrote on that card ?”

 “Well …” he paused, quickly turn looking away from you, his eyes landing on the floor, “Yes …” he quietly muttered.

The next silence that fell between you was a heavy one. You felt paralyzed, there was so much things that you wanted to say to him right now, but they were stuck in your throat, you just couldn’t seem to find the courage to speak them out loud.

You were trying to gather yourself to, at least, try to answer something, when he broke the silence first.

“I’m sorry about that too … Maybe I shouldn’t have wrote that, maybe it was too much and inappropriate, maybe …”

“No,” you cut him, “it wasn’t … To be honest, I think that I was waiting for that … Actually, when I read this card, I was praying for you to be the one behind it …”

His eyes widened, you were, too, avoiding his gaze, but you still caught his surprised expression from the corner of your own eyes.

“Rea .. Really ?” he mumbled.

“Yes …” you answered, trying to prevent your voice from trembling too much “I just hoped that I got the message right …”.

You were shaking from head to toes now. You felt his eyes land on you once again and his whole body turning to face you, and, without a warning, his hand softly took yours.

It was your turn to look at him with surprise. You opened your mouth to say something, but no words escaped it. You thought that your heart couldn’t beat faster than it already was, but you were wrong. You never knew that someone could have that much effect on you.

“I think that you got it right, yes ...” he simply whispered, taking a step toward you, and pulling you closer to him until your two bodies where leaned against each other, his forehead gently settling on yours, and his other hand rising toward your face to carefully cup it.

You shivered at his touch, instinctively closing your eyes, your whole attention focused on the sensation of his skin against yours. You were so close to each other that you could feel his heart racing just as fast as yours.

“And I think that I have something else to tell you …” the sound of his voice was making your legs feel weak under your body, you nearly couldn’t believe that you were that close to him.

The whole scene seemed to happen in slow motion, suspended in time, like if the world has suddenly paused around you and time has stopped as you waited for his next words, praying for all of this to be real and not just a dream.

“I love you, (y/n), I fell for you since the moment I saw you and … I’ve waited for that moment for so long …” he breathed out, his nose brushing against yours.

He couldn’t resist anymore, and with a rush of courage striking at him, he closed the tiny remaining gaps between your mouths, his lips hesitantly meeting yours.

Your whole body felt like melting under his kiss, and it took you a few seconds to process what was happening before being able to answer it. You could have never expected how careful and soft his gestures were.

When you finally get your composure back, you slowly let go of his hand to wrap both of your arms around his neck. Your move gave him more confidence, and you felt his fingers slowly caressing your arm, passing over your still vambraces covered forearms until they reached your face, cupping it with his second hand too and deepening the kiss.

When your lips parted, you were both panting, and he was tightly clinging onto you, afraid that you could suddenly disappeared from his grasp.

You reopened your eyes to find him looking at you with a look of pure fascination, as if he was holding the most precious jewel of the galaxy between his hands.

“I … I love you too”, you murmured, once you had caught your breath, “and I have to confess, I’ve been waiting for that too, actually, I wish I could have told you before but … I guess I wasn’t brave enough. In fact … I was too frightened that you might not feel the same …” your face tensed up as you were opening your heart to him.

His eyes started to sparkle with emotion, like if all of the lanterns currently flying in the Coruscant’s sky have been gathered in his pupils, and he softly brushed the tip of your finger against your cheeks in a reassuringly.

“I can’t blame you for that, we were in the same boat on that point … But know that I’ve never ceased to love you, I don’t think that I can ever be tired of you, and now that I have found enough courage to tell it to you once, I will do it over and over again, and I hope that you will never doubt my words, because they truly are sincere.”

“I won’t, I promise.”

“You’re so beautiful …” he whispered contemplatively, unable resist the urge to pull you in for another kiss, more passionate, but just as soft as the first one.

“Aren’t you … afraid that … the other could see us ?” you questioned in when remembering that you weren’t alone in that very vast hangar.

“Don’t worry,” he grinned “nobody is looking at us right now, they’re too concentrated on the outside !”

It was enough of an argument for you, and you weren’t, in the end, paying that much attention about whatever the other members of the company could think about it, quickly forgetting about their presence again right after, too focused on the mesmerizing smile of the man standing in front of you.

Little do you knew that, even if nobody was actually looking at you, everybody was still very aware about what was happening behind their turned back, and that they were all discreetly sharing winks, high fives and looks of victory, happy to know that two of their close friends were finally taking the chance to be happy together.

***

“Can I ask you a favor ?” you let out a moment later, as you were both watching the last released lanterns getting lost in the darkness, “Could we paint my armor together, please ?”

“Of course I will ! Not gonna lie, I was planning on asking you if you’ll need some help … I can’t wait for that !” he enthusiastically answered, a warm smile growing on his face.

“Thank you“ you whispered, before resting your head on his shoulder.

“Hey, I nearly forgot to say it, but Happy Life Day, Hardcase !” you suddenly exclaimed.

He giggled at your realization, looking dreamingly at you, before tightening his embrace around your hips and placing a soft kiss on your forehead.

“Happy Life Day, Mesh’la.”

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sweet as cookies

Hardcase x reader (gn)

summary: You promised Hardcase to bake cookies and he's very excited about that.

warnings: none, it's just fluff

word count: ~670

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a/n: this is the eleventh fic for my advent calendar! sadly, i'm too busy to bake cookies this year.

p.s. english isn't my mother tongue, sorry for misspellings! 

When you first told Hardcase about Christmas, he was very excited.

He liked the whole concept of Christmas. The love, the family, the warmth, the presents, the snow, even the Christmas tree. He absorbed everything you told him and placed it in his heart like a small treasure, ready to be found and opened, to share its content with others.

But there was one thing Hardcase didn't just like.

Christmas cookies.

Since the first time you told him about the small, baked goods, he was excited about them. He immediately loved them, even though he hadn't really tried some of the sweets.

Your family had the tradition to bake some cookies at the day the first snow falls and Hardcase really loved that too.

So, instead of being confused, when he wakes you with a big smile on his face the other day, you just laugh a little at his cute excitement.

"It's snowing! You know, what that means!" he almost yells, excited.

He pulls you out of the bed and into the bathroom, waiting impatiently for you to get ready.

Right after that, he takes you to the next grocery store, ready to buy everything you two need to make some of the goods.

When you're at home again, he almost vibrates out of his skin while he helps you set up everything you'll need.

"What do we need to do first?" Hardcase asks, looking over the stuff.

"Those are really easy cookies. You just have to mix everything, put it in the fridge for some time, and then we can cut out some motives," you explain, taking out a bowl from the shelf, giving it to him.

Hardcase stands in front of the bowl, measuring all the ingredients you give to him perfectly, and is excited to mix them.

When you put the dough in the fridge, he starts to lick the small spoom, tasting his creation.

"Oh, it's awesome!" he says, taking another small lick.

"You're lucky there aren't eggs in it. If you think it tastes great now, you have to wait until they're baked," you laugh and give him a small kiss on his cheek.

Excited as ever, he nods, helps you clean the kitchen, and prepare the stuff you need for the next step.

After about half an hour, you take the dough out of the fridge again and start to roll it out.

Carefully, Hardcase places some cookie cutters on it and smiles every time he lays a new raw cookie on the baking tray.

When there's no dough left, you put the trays in the oven.

"When they're cool again, we have to make some icing so they taste and look better," you explain again, and Hardcase nods, confident.

He really enjoys helping you with the cookies and still can't wait for them to be finished.

When that time comes around, he happily puts the icing on the cookies and sprinkles some colorfuk sprinkles on them.

"They're pretty," he says, proudly when everything is done and the kitchen clean again.

"Yes, you really did great!" you nod at him and lay your head on his shoulder.

"Are they finished now? Can I try one?" he asks again, smiling. You roll your eyes a little bit. So impatient.

"Yeah, go on, try one," you smile at him and don't have to tell him twice.

His hand snaps forward, and you can't even look as fast as the cookie disappears in his mouth.

With raised eyebrows, you watch him chew and start to smile, as the excited glimmer in his eyes intensifies.

"That is the best thing I have ever tried," he almost cries out, taking another one.

Laughing, you reach out for one for yourself and smile at the sweet taste on your tongue.

Hardcase indeed did great. 

And if someone asked you about the reason for you to bake so many cookies for christmas, you just smiled and thought about the look of joy and excitement on Hardcase's face, every time he got to bake or taste a new one.

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Life Day: Nice or Naughty...?

Lucky for all you naughty naughty people, you get BOTH. <3

Also yes, I live.

ANYWAY, info stuff time~

------- It's Life Day, and you're with your boy of choice. <3 Rating: NC-17 for Sexual Themes Warnings: Holiday Stuff (no mention of family other than the clones), consensual somnophilia (Fox eating you out in your sleep), oral, PinV/A, Lots of Fluff followed by Lots of Smut Reader has no gender~ WC: 2253 AN: So I hit 101 followers and I’m on the floor, screaming crying sobbing throwing up and shitting. Thank y’all so much. Here is a leetol gift for the season~ This is set in my “And Nothing Bad Ever Happened, Ever AU” so. People still be dyin’ and dead but there’s not quite so much tragedy. Also we’re goin with a SFW and a NSFW theme, so the first batch will be listed as “NICE” and then the rest will be “NAUGHTY”. ENJOY.

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NICE

Starting off with our boy Commander Fox:

Life Day with Fox is honestly my personal ideal. Fox just wants one day (1) where he isn’t expected to do a thousand things a minute, he isn’t expected to answer a thousand questions from a thousand soldiers and senators or delegate any tasks. Also, you two don’t even have to leave your own home! Fox just wants to be somewhere that isn’t the Guard HQ that he can just exist and relax for the holiday, and he does just that. Like the rest of the GAR he doesn’t have much credits, so instead of buying you something he gives you something small that he made. Not sure what it would be, but it’s made with love and adoration. He will absolutely NOT be discussing how he went through five test runs with your gift, and he’s got them stuffed away in his contraband closet in his office. He also won’t mention how it took him literal months to complete, in part because of his schedule and because he wanted it to be fucking perfect. And it is. He made it while thinking of no one but you, and it illustrates the depth of his love for you. (Which is deeper than ANY of the deep sea trenches on Kamino.)

Next Up, my Personal Bestest Boy Hardcase:

Okay now I love Hardcase, but his Life Day would be. So. Fucking. BUSY. Hey Hardcase, you DO know that it’s LITERALLY physically impossible to give presents to ALL of your siblings in ONE day right? Oh you’re gonna make it happen?! Okay, Chris Fuckin Cringle, jesus fuck. He would though, you know he would, he would make it work. Hardcase is the exact opposite of the biggest Bah Humbug motherfucker you’ve ever met. Not only that, Hardcase is doing SO. MUCH. COOKING. But don’t worry - he’s making you all of your favorite dishes, and has been buying you little gifts ever since he found out Life Day was a THING that made him think of you and how much he loves you. While Hardcase knows that material things aren’t the reason for the season, he still wants to spoil you. He’s also just a bundle of wonder and awe, but he is also very generous - if he sees a family in need during the season he’s dropping everything he can to see how he can help make their season better. In a post-war world where Hardcase lives and everything is FINE, nothing bad happened, he’s definitely volunteering part of Life Day at a soup kitchen or shelter of some sort. All in all - Hardcase brings the joy of the season, whether anyone is ready for it or not. (Trust me - you aren’t.)

Speaking of Bah Humbugs…Commander Wolffe:

Oh, Wolffie. Oooh, Wolffie. You’re a mean one ain’t’cha? So yeah, Wolffe might be the biggest party-pooper out of the bunch. He just doesn’t get it - and he doesn’t mean to spoil it for everyone. He’s just not sure why all of this matters at first. So he’s the sulky uncle who sits alone, nursing some really strong drink throughout most of the day…at least he’s that way at first. But show him some younglings decorating a tree and enthusing about the holiday season and you unlock something in him. I stand by the HC that Wolffe actually has a soft spot for kiddos - it brings out the best parts of him that aren’t a soldier. So yeah, one minute Wolffe is sitting in the corner, barely making conversation with anyone - because let’s be honest, Wolffe is absolutely ass at small-talk and most conversations - and the next, he’s hoisting a youngling up to put the topper on some gaudily decorated tree. Meanwhile two other younglings are decorating him because he’s as tall as some of the trees they’ve seen. Also, Wolffe would absolutely wipe the floor with his fashion sense for the season - Wolffe being a fashionista is always something I can get behind. He’d also be down for an ugly sweater contest, purely because if you can’t give the judges the perfect scowl in that gaudy, awful thing, are you really even competing? (Also yes, him and Fox have a vicious competition with each other. It almost always ends with them having an argument where one of them inevitably puts the other in a headlock.)

Oh we can’t forget about Captain Rex:

Alright so, here’s a character I haven’t really gotten into. But I feel like if you’re looking for that cliche Hallmark Christmas movie experience, or something similar without the misogyny, you’d want to spend Life Day with Rex. Rex obviously gets invited by General Skywalker’s very dear friend, Senator Amidala, to spend Life Day on Naboo. In fact, the entire 501st do, but it’s the one time he doesn’t have to look after them. Instead, he’s spending his days experiencing - well, life. Naboo doesn’t have a typical winter season, but the vibes are still there, so he’s definitely drinking hot chocolate with whipped cream, marshmallows, candy cane sticking out - literally every morning. (Don’t judge him, he’s earned it.) And if you just so happen to be Rex’s partner, well, he’s also wanting to drink that hot chocolate with you every morning, and get out there and experience everything the season has to offer. And he can’t buy much, but the gift he gets you (besides his time, which is precious) is priceless. There is such obvious love and time and effort put into getting you something that is perfect for you. Also, you two get to have dinner on your own - just the two of you. (Tooth rotting stuff, truly.)

Arright now for the SINFUL SHIT~

***

Naughty

Foxy Boy~

So obviously, any time you and Fox get to spend with each other where Fox doesn’t have to worry about his men, you are fucking. Nonstop. But around Life Day, when he’s given the all clear for some VERY much deserved R&R, he indulges once…and then nothing. Besides heavy make-out sessions, he stops you just before it gets too heavy - tells you he just wants to savor his time with you without sex. Alright, that’s fine at first, but then you’re starting to get antsy. Why isn’t he in your pants like he normally is?! You finally wheedle it out of him - he’s got a surprise for you on Life Day proper. It’s not much, but it really is the thought that counts. And boy howdy, did he think this through. So you wake up to breakfast in bed - you also wake up to him, under the sheets, with his head between your legs. Who knows how long he’s been under there, because you wake up coming on his tongue. After that he feeds you by hand - a breakfast he made from scratch. And it’s not just good, it’s incredible. You do most of the cooking when you two get together, and some of Fox’s attempts at cooking weren’t great - but this? This is gourmet. Where did these skills come from?! Fox reveals that he’s been taking cooking lessons for today, which is impressive considering his schedule. After making sweet, slow love to you, he clears up breakfast (naked) and the rest of the day continues like that. Eventually you two do have to get out of bed for a bath (which you take together of course), and move to the living room for dinner (which he also made, it is lavish and delicious and perfect). Fox really just wants to show you how much he cares for you, and do what he can for you while he has this time with you. It’s precious to him - just about as precious as you are to him.

Ho-Ho-Hardcase:

Alright so yeah - Hardcase would do some really, REALLY cheesy shit on Life Day once everything calms down and he’s got you to himself. And not just the whole rose petals, candles (where’d he find those?? Do those exist in Star Wars???) and red satin sheets. Oh no. He’s got the Star Wars equivalent of a Santa costume on. (IDK what that is in SW, and I’m writing this at 1:30am - research is beyond me rn.) It’s ridiculous, but it’s what you’ve come to expect from him - and somehow he makes it so hot?! Well it’s probably because the get-up is little more than suspenders and trousers that leave nothing to the imagination, and he’s got this whole script going…. Which is way hotter than it should be. Hardcase would absolutely be in his element doing this: seducing you while telling you how naughty you’ve been, how he should just be punishing you. But you look so sweet, so it’d be a shame to let that spoil. Needless to say, you spend a lot of time on his lap. He also somehow managed to get you a whole new miniature collection of sex toys - with a few for him, of course. You two spend the night and into the wee hours of the morning just having the raunchiest, most thoroughly exhausting sex of your life. And Hardcase has a rule for the day - for every one time he cums, he’s making you cum three more times. Strap in, you’re in for a very long ride. (Mayhamps….a sleigh ride, oooOOOOHOHOHOHO--)

Krampus. I mean Wolffe:

Much like Fox, any time Wolffe gets time off to spend with you, it’s going to be spent absolutely railing you. And any chance he gets, he’s doing just that. Out looking at light displays? Good thing you’re taking a personal speeder, because he’s having you pull over and fogging up the windows while fucking your brains out. Going to some fancy restaurant? He meets you in the bathroom and takes you in one of the stalls. (Good thing he’s very good at keeping you quiet.) But the best time is the night of Life Day - he’s been teasing you at the 104th holiday party, giving you those looks, lingering touches that sets your skin on fire, whispering so close to your ear that his lips brush your skin and send shivers down your spine. When Wolffe finally announces both of you are leaving, the whole battalion knows what’s going to happen when you two get to your place. Wolffe has a trick up his sleeve though - normally, he’s the one calling the shots. But tonight he’s leaving it in your capable hands - he’ll do whatever you ask. And you do just that -thoroughly rescrambling his brain with that amazing sloppy toppy, edging him after you tie his hands to the headboard, and finally letting him blast the fattest nut in you - and then the two of you fall asleep like that, after you untie his hands. Throughout the night Wolffe and you wake up when he gets hard again, reaffirming just how close and devoted the two of you are to each other.

And Finally, Rex:

Oh, Rex. Remember what I said about that cliche Hallmark Christmas movie shmutz? Yeah, it gets better. (Worse?) Rex is much like Fox in that the day starts off with him pleasuring you. The two of you barely awake while he’s doing it, but when he’s awake enough he stills your hands and takes over. Slowly, slowly bringing you to climax, and being very thorough while he does it. When he’s finally finished (it takes him a good three orgasms until he’s satisfied), he enters you slowly. It’s so warm, so intimate, so raw and sweet in the best of ways as he makes slow, tender love to you. Murmuring how you just being in his life is the greatest gift the universe ever gave any man, much less him. The world melts away until it’s just you two, and it isn’t until he gets a message on his commlink that you two realize you’re late for the 501st holiday party. After reluctantly prying yourselves away from each other (after a very steamy shower, that is), the two of you go to the party. Somehow, someone (-coughHARDCASEcough-) got a hold of fireworks. And as the two of you watch the spectacular light show, you eventually notice Rex watching you. The devotion, adoration, pure unconditional love in that man’s eyes moves the galaxy around you. And listen, I’m not saying an engagement happens during the fireworks - but he might say something along the lines of how he wants to spend all of the Life Days to come by your side. (And then you two go back home and BANG some more. There, ended smutty.)

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And that’s it folks! I started this back when I had 101 followers - and didn’t get back to it until the new year. WILD. Sorry for my extended absence. I’ve missed y’all SO much, and I’m hoping to get back into writing soon! I hope everyone had a safe and sane holiday without too much stress, a lot of niceness and a bit of spice. ;) Y’all deserve it! <3

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Good morning 💙 hoping to request a little smutty bit from you about my beloved Hardcase (although I’d ecstatic about any trooper) using the prompt ❛ look at that pretty expression. i always knew you could make one. ❜

Thanks!!

hiiii friend, thank you so much for your patience! the muse has finally decided to visit me tonight, and while this is quite short, I hope it hits the spot! and I hope I did your man justice <3

Pretty Face

Summary: You do love taking your time with Hardcase.

Warnings: 18+ minors scram; gn!reader, unprotected penetrative sex implied, teasing, can be read as either a pussyjob or as frotting

Word Count: 318

not often I use the full set of dividers! but a big thanks as always to @dystopicjumpsuit for these beauties

You roll your hips in languid, lazy motions, in no rush to chase your high. Not yet. The slow build of pressure in your core is delectable, but the pinch of Hardcase’s brow, the parting of his lips, the hazy look in his eyes is enough to feed your lust. It’s not often you get to have time together like this, alone in your shared apartment, but for once you don’t feel the need to hurry. You want to take your time with him. And, judging by the two high spots of color on his cheeks, broken only by the thin blue tattoo, Hardcase is enjoying this, as well.

Bracing yourself on the taut, flexed muscles of his stomach, you tilt your head at him with a coy smirk. “Look so good under me, Case,” you coo. “Made for me.”

He breathes out a chuckle. “Think I’m the lucky one here, babe. You look great from this angle.” 

Warmth flutters in your chest and settles in your heart. Rocking your hips a bit faster, dragging along his hard length just a bit harder, you both moan softly at the added friction. Hardcase lets his head fall back onto the soft pillow, his throat bobbing as he swallows. His hands smooth over your thighs, fingers digging into the soft flesh, as he helps guide your movements across his cock. 

When you reach down to fondle his balls, his face twists in pleasure, eyes screwing shut and brows creasing together, mouth falling into a near-perfect “o.”

You hum in satisfaction. “Look at that pretty expression. I always knew you could make one.” 

“K-Kriff you,” he says, laughing. “Actually, no, kriff me, please.” 

“Your wish is my command,” you say with a smile. You lean down to capture his lips in a passionate kiss, mouths moving feverishly together as you notch his cock at your entrance and take him inside you. 

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Ghosts of You

A long lost friend guides you home

A/N: I was accidentally thinking sad things again. Sorry.

Warnings: Reader is dying. Death. Sadness.

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The bright white walls of the medbay seemed duller tonight. It was always so cold in here - so lonely. You didn't think you'd be alone when you died, and you knew you were; the pain had dulled a while ago, giving way to a strange, heavy numbness. There were no bright lights beckoning, no angelic choirs, no one calling through the Force. You were truly alone.

"Hey, pretty girl." a familiar voice called from the doorway. You jumped, turning your head towards the voice you knew so well - a voice you hadn't heard in quite some time.

"Hardcase!?"

His honey eyes twinkled with that warm, cheeky smile you missed so much. "I'm here, baby. It's been a long time."

"How...?"

He sat on the bed next to you, laying a finger on your lips, and winked. "I waited for you. Just like you asked. It's time to come home now, Mesh'la. I'm so proud of you."

"I missed you so much!" your voice cracked, tears trickling down the sides of your cheeks. He watched them sadly. You felt safe now. The sharp white chaos of the medbay had given way to a quiet peace. Hardcase was here. Truly here. Maybe you wouldn't be alone after all.

"I know, baby. I missed you too." He held out his hand with a twinkle in his eye, silently asking for yours.

"One last adventure, Mesh'la?"

"I'd follow you anywhere, Hardcase."

"Well come on then, General. My brothers are waiting."

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[clone-anon-after-dark]

Lunch

Hardcase x F!Reader

Word count: 1477

Warnings: NSFW, minors DNI, oral sex (reader receiving), sexual athleticism, PiV, unprotected sex

A/N: established relationship.  I headcanon that Hardcase finds grounding with his partner, so he can become less intense sometimes when he’s with them and I definitely used that idea here.  And like all the clones, Hardcase is really strong so I wanted to showcase that.  Also, I know I said I would describe feelings more than body parts in my writing, but Hardcase is so physical this one got out of hand. If you’d like this or something similar rewritten for an Amab!reader, send me a message and let me know what you’re thinking.  

You got lunch with Hardcase at least once a week. It was how you met and it was how you started dating.  Now it was just part of your relationship.  Usually you met somewhere, but lately he wanted to have lunch at your apartment and today was no different.  He showed up balancing drinks and multiple bags of food.  He had trouble deciding what to eat. Again. And it made you smile.

“Trouble choosing,” you asked as you kissed his cheek and let him in.

“Initially, yes,” he replied.  He put the food on the table. “And then no.”

“So then why all the food if you decided?”

“Oh I still don’t know what food I want,” he said as he grinned at you and threw his shirt off, “but I know what I want for lunch.”

You threw your shirt off just as fast and replied, “Food can wait,” as you flung your arms around him.  

You pulled at each others’ pants, tugging his and his boxer briefs down in one movement.  He shuffled around to get them off his ankles and got annoyed when he realized they were stuck around his boots too.  You giggled watching him reach down to take off his boots and made sure you were topless just in time for your breasts to greet him as he stood back up.

“Hello!”  His eyes got big and his smile bigger.

You feigned annoyance. “Hardcase, my eyes are up here.” 

“And such beautiful eyes they are,” he said, kissing your lips hungrily while pulling off your pants.  The flurry of movement briefly stopped when he looked down at your underwear and said, “Aww, I love these. Such a fun color,” before helping you out of them.  You playfully laughed and he apologized for getting distracted.  

“It’s okay,” you said. “I love that you noticed.”

You went to kiss him again, but no sooner had you done so and he cleared a spot on the table, picked you up, and sat you on the edge.

“Now,” he said, hand to your chest, “I want you to lay back so I can have my lunch.”

You laughed at him, but laid down.  Your legs shook a little in anticipation and you knew you were already getting wet.  But with Hardcase, he always found a way to make you wetter.

One hand held your thigh in place while the other reached up to play with your nipples.  You sat up just slightly, enough to kiss his fingertips as he reached out to caress your face and make him sigh before he encouraged you to lay back down again.  He was licking and sucking wildly.  He certainly kept it interesting.  One moment he was intensely focused on your core of pleasure, tongue lapping up everything.  The next moment he left a hickey on your hip.  He put a finger inside you while continuing to suck on your hip. 

You were panting. Unable to know what to focus on, but loving the attention throughout your body. Between soft moans you managed to ask, “What are you doing, love?”

He looked up from the spot he left on your hip and grinned. “That one spot is just the cutest,” he replied.  He left a trail from there back to your folds.

After another moment of making you moan, he lifted his head and asked, “Wait, are you comfortable on the table?”  

Before you could answer he scooped you up and took you to the bedroom, but didn’t put you on the bed.  Instead, he kneeled in front of you, ready to worship your body.  He lifted you so your thighs were on his shoulders, back to the wall, and he continued sucking on your tender folds and circling his tongue around your clit, altering the pace between slow and wild. As fast and intense as he could be, he had learned that intense didn’t have to be rough.  He put two fingers inside you, taking his time there, drawing sighs of pleasure out of you.  It was in contrast to all the furious work his tongue was doing, and the two together sent electricity throughout your body.  You noticed his hips thrusting into nothing, and it made you even hotter.  You clung to him with your legs, hands resting on his head, as you screamed out his name and came on his face.  He continued working you over throughout your orgasm, savoring every drop of release he could.  You almost wanted to cry.  The thrill he always got from bringing you to climax left you in no doubt of his devotion.  He looked up at you like it was the best day of his life.

After a few ragged breaths, you grinned at him and whispered, “Your turn.”

“Actually,” he replied, “It’s both our turn.”

Hardcase picked you up and stood.  You wrapped your legs around his waist and clung to his shoulders.  This position was new, but somehow not shocking that he would want to try it.

“It’s okay,” he said reassuringly, “I got you.”

You started to get comfortable being held like this and kissed him.  He lifted your hips just enough and reached down to line up his cock with your entrance.  He held you and started thrusting.  He loved watching you bounce on his cock and started panting “mesh’la, mesh’la, mesh’la” with each bounce.  You got lost in his eyes and felt a warm tingle throughout your body.

As fun as it was, you both worked up much more of a sweat easily and he paused to lay you down in bed before continuing to move his hips for all he was worth.  Fast felt good this way until it wasn’t doing it for you as much.  The excitement that was building up seemed to plateau and he could tell on your face before you even said anything.

He paused, looking worried. “What is it?”

You shook your head. “I don’t know, I think I’m getting into my own head.”

“Whatever it is, I got you.” He looked at you reassuringly and changed his angle.  “I just want you to feel good, cyar’ika.”  

He smiled at you and touched your clit with his thumb.  He worked it over in the pattern he knew you loved and you gasped out, suddenly feeling your body respond and the fire within reemerge.

“Is this okay for you,” you managed to ask between moans, wanting him to feel as good as he was making you feel.

“Oh this is perfect,” he panted. “I love lunch with you.”

You laughed and he winked.  He picked up the pace again, but didn’t neglect the work his thumb was doing.  One more thrust and swirl of his thumb sent you over the edge.  You shouted his name as your body contracted and released around his cock.

“Yes,” he panted.  “I want to hear you.”

You looked at him as you felt waves of pleasure surge through your body.  He watched you, smiling.  His smile wasn’t just playful anymore.  His love for you was written all over him. 

You reached up and pulled him down for a deep kiss.  He laid his head against your neck and chuckled when he felt you reach down and grab both ass cheeks, encouraging him to bury himself as deep into you as he needed.  

He finally slowed down and you could feel his muscles shudder as his release spilled into you.  He laid there with you in the afterglow, completely calm.  It was a rare side of him that only you got to see.  You traced his tattoos and kissed his lips.  He ran a hand over your arm and your back before he returned the kiss.  Eventually, he went to the refresher to get a warm washcloth and cleaned both of you up.  He was still much more calm than usual Hardcase.  

“Let’s eat lunch,” he said, holding out a hand. “I mean food lunch.”

You smiled and took his hand.  He sat at the table and pulled you into his lap, the both of you still completely naked.  You started eating the food he brought and he was still calm, although his energy was returning to normal.  You rested your forehead to his and he put down his food for a moment.

“I love you,” he said quietly. “I really love you. Do you know how much I love you?”

You gave him a warm smile and rubbed his cheeks with your thumbs before kissing them.  “I know you do.  I love you too. More than anything.”

You both let out calm breaths, feeling secure in each other, and went back to eating.  By the time you’ve both cleaned up after lunch and put your clothes back on, he was more his energetic self and happy as always to have had lunch with you.

Tagging: @splashofspotchka

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[clone-anon]

Hello, would you be comfortable with writing about Hardcase and a mtf reader who is insecure about not passing. While there is a little ftm content there's like almost nothing for mtf 😢 I understand if not. I hope you have a good day!

I'd be happy to! I hope this is to your liking. I tried to make it romantic and sweet.

You stared at yourself in the mirror and then sat on the bed, looking down at your clothes. Were they the right fit? Did they give too much away? Were they the right colors? You weren't sure. You had a date with Hardcase and were supposed to go out to eat and maybe dancing. You loved dancing with him, but you worried.

You were quickly brought to the moment when you heard him at your door. You let him in and smiled. It was hard not to smile when you saw him. Handsome as ever with a huge grin on his face.

"Evening, cyar'ika," he pulled you in for a hug and placed a huge kiss on your lips. You kissed him back and tried to relax in his arms as he held you for a moment. He couldn't help but feel your unease. "Everything okay?"

You nodded a little and shrugged. He knew better.

"Nah, I know that look," he said. "What is it?"

"I just bought this outfit. Do I look pretty enough? Do I look..." your eyes searched the room, looking everywhere but at him. "...feminine?"

He took your hand and kissed the back of it, noticing you were still anxiously staring at your feet.

"Of course you do! You're beautiful."

He cupped your cheek and looked at you, waiting to see if you felt safe enough to look at him. You eventually met his eyes, unsure, but trusting he meant what he said. One thing you could always count on was that Hardcase never lied. His hands carefully traveled down your body, enjoying the feeling of the fabric and your skin. His strong fingers traced the path along your arms and down to your fingertips where he kissed each one. He moved to caress your shoulders before his hand made its way to the small of your back.

"This okay," he asked as he appreciated you. You nodded. You were still getting used to being touched that way, but everything about him was tender and loving. Even when he was pure chaos, you knew you were safe and treasured.

"I want you to feel comfortable and to feel as gorgeous as you are," he said before kissing your cheek. "Whatever you need for me to remind you how I see you."

You gazed into his eyes and said, "Sometimes I'm worried all people will see is a guy in a dress."

"That's not how I see you and that's not what you are," he said, nuzzling his nose against your cheek as he held you close. He started to sway in a dancing motion.

"I worry what if I pick the wrong color or style so I don't look how I feel inside."

"Do you like this color and style," he said, indicating the clothes you had on.

"Yes, it's one of my favorites."

"Then it's perfect on you," he replied. "You look lovely. You're my beautiful girlfriend." He continued to slow dance with you for several minutes before asking, "Do you still want to go out?"

"Yes," you answered as you melted further into him. It was hard to worry so much when he was clearly smitten. He never doubted who he was with, never doubted you. He'd do everything he could to help you feel as wonderful and perfect he as knew you were.

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[merlincmgirl]

Your Boys To The Rescue

Summary: You've somehow managed to get trapped in the refresher and it's up to your boys in the Torrent Company to come get you out.

Author's Note: So this is my first clone fic, and the first fic I've written in ages! I was heavily inspired by the tiktok (link below). Please be kind, I hope that I was able to capture everyone right. Can be seen as pre-relationship or platonic reader x torrent company.

Characters: Rex, Kix, Jesse, Fives, Hardcase, Tup, Dogma

Word count: 2020

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZGe12t8Sr/

You were mortified. Absolutely mortified. Hearing the voices on the other side of the door, arguing between themselves was not making you feel any better. You desperately wanted to disappear but there was no chance of that, not while the kriffing refresher door was stuck.

It was just your luck you decided to shower in the refresher attached to your office. The work you had been doing was still piled high on your desk, and you thought a nice warm shower would be just the thing to relax you and prepare you for the unending amount of flimsi you had to go through. It had been going so well until you realised that you had left your clean uniform in your office and went to go get it, only a towel wrapped around you. A simple, honest mistake that was now costing you because the door was jammed. It refused to open, no matter how many times you had tried.

That had been when Captain Rex had knocked on your office door, wishing to talk to you about some report that you had sent over to him. Your desperation to get out of the refresher outweighed your pride as you banged loudly on the metal door, begging him to help you out and find a way to open the door. He had tried everything to open the door by himself, but after trying everything he could, he had to call in reinforcements.

Now, you were leaning against the counter, towel covering your modesty as Torrent Company tried to either break down the door (Hardcase had swiftly received a slap off someone for that suggestion); or slice the mechanics/electrics of the door to at least slide it open to get you out of there. That suggestion was greatly preferred.

“Mesh’la, how you doing in there?” Rex called through the door. He sounded quite close to it and you shuffled forward so that he could hear you better over the small curses of his men and the sound of tools.

“I’m fine Captain, just… bit cold in here” you admitted, rubbing up and down your arms to try and bring some warmth into them. It had been about half an hour since you got out of the shower, and the cool metal of the room was not helping you at all.

“We’ll warm you up as soon as you as we get you out of here” Hardcase assured, followed swiftly by a cry of pain.

“Hardcase!”

“What?! It was a joke! Lighten up a little Dogma!” Hardcase complained, not sounding a bit sorry about what he said. You couldn’t help but let out a small snicker, used to the clone’s brand of humour.

“Knock it off you two. How are we in getting this door open?” Rex rebuked, bringing them back on task.

“It’s not looking good. Looks like it might be a manual override” you heard Jesse admit quietly. Groaning at your misfortune, you began to pace up and down, as much as you could anyway in the tiny refresher. “Don’t worry, cyare, we’ll get you out of there soon” Jesse promised, not wanting to upset you even more.

“Boys, perhaps we should get a service droid in to fix it?” you suggested, leaning your head against the metal door. It was soothing and brought you out of your head a little.

“We’ve got this, cyar’ika! They teach us slicing in ARC training” Fives bragged, making his brothers groan and tell him to shut up.

“If that was the case, Rex would have been able to get me out. This rate, I’m going to have to give my briefings through the door dressed in a towel!” you complained, unable to help the little pout that pulled at your lips. It was the least you deserved, especially as you had a morning briefing with the Admiral and Generals.

“At least you’d look hot, cyar’ika!” Fives flirted with you, making you smile.

“Not helping Fives!” you chuckled, going back to pacing again.

There was a large creak before lots of cursing and cries of pain. “What happened?” you demanded, rushing to the door and trying to pry it open with your bare hands.

“These di’kuts pulled the wrong circuits and got shocked for their troubles!” a grumbled voice came from further away in your office. You knew that voice, even if it was the same as his millions’ of brothers. Kix was here. Rex must have called him when he had went to get the others.

“Your bedside manner needs work vod!” Jesse complained, shaking his head and going back to the door along with Fives and Hardcase.

“Rex! You called Kix? But I’m fine. I’m not hurt at all!” you argued with the Captain. Now there was even more people to witness your shame and embarrassment.

“Just a precaution, Mesh’la. You can’t be too careful” Rex answered, and you could already imagine the smirk on his face at that. You didn’t like to be checked over by the medics, especially if there were clones who were also injured. You would rather put them in front of you.

“Hey, I think we’ve got it. Stand away from the door ma’am” Tup soft voice warned you. It warmed your inside at how caring these boys was to you.

“Thanks Tup, but there’s not much room in here if it falls in” you informed him, standing as far back as you can.

“Oh wait a minute! I think that’s it!” Fives muttered, voice rising in excitement. By the force you hoped that they had finally got it.

“There’s a piece right there!” Hardcase pointed out, tinkling with the tools in his hand.

“You see that piece right there?” Dogma asked, leaning over his brothers’ shoulders to poke at it. Kix pulled him back before he could get sparked.

“Yeah, yeah, I see it. Hold on” Jesse grunted, trying to move around Hardcase to be able to fix it in place.

“Just hold it right there, no. Not there, di’kut, where I’m pointing! Tup keep the torch still!” Fives grumbled, as his brothers were not helping him at all. You sighed, it had been like this for half an hour, all of them sniping and snapping at each other.

“No, you have to pull it up to the side” Hardcase argued instead.

“I am keeping it still!” Tup added.

“Someone just get General Skywalker! I’m sure he’d be able to fix it in no time!” you begged, desperate to get out of the kriffing refresher and into bed to catch a few hours of sleep before you had to go back to work.

“Men!” Rex’s sharp voice cut through their argument. “Don’t worry mesh’la, I promise they’re nearly done. Just a few more minutes” Rex soothed, hearing how frazzled you were becoming with the situation.

Sighing heavily, you waited for the door to open. You loved these idiots, but god did you feel like killing them right now. They could have their arguments later, but all you wanted was to get out. You didn’t want to be stuck in a refresher all your life. There was plans on the horizon for your future, not dying in the refresher because of the kriffing door!

There was a loud twang and your heart leapt into your throat as you hoped it was the mechanism for the door. But still nothing happened. It kept stubbornly in it’s jam.

“I wouldn’t drive it in though” Dogma frowned, shaking his head at his brothers’ rough work with the delicate pieces of machinery.

“Shut up Dogma!” Jesse huffed back.

“He almost had it then!” Hardcase assured his brother, as the wire in front of them shifted back to where it wasn’t meant to be.

“Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Don’t push it!”

“AHH FIVES! I said DON’T push it!” Jesse cried, as he almost had it again but it slipped through his fingers as Fives moved his screwdriver slightly.

“Well I thought you meant push it!” Fives complained, and you couldn’t help but laugh, burying your head into your hands. The vode always made you laugh, even in the direst of situations.

There was some rattling and without any resistance, the doors pulled apart, revealing the group of men by the door. Hardcase, Jesse, Fives and Dogma was squashed around the panel housing the controls. Tup standing behind them, torch in hand. Rex and Kix was standing in the doorway, both of them looking you over.

“Ooh!” you squeaked out, clutching onto your towel tighter.

Rex, realising that him and his men was getting a good look at you in your towel, quickly snapped out of his heated gaze and turned to address the men. “Eyes front and centre soldiers!” he barked out, making them snap to attention and face forward.

“Er… Captain… I’m still front and centre” you mumbled, heat rushing to your cheeks as Fives winked at you.

“Oh… right… sorry Mesh’la. Avert your eyes!” Rex ordered, voice wavering slightly. If you didn’t know any better, you could have sworn that the Captain’s cheeks were becoming a little redder.

“Hey, cyar’ika, how are you feeling? Any shaking? Signs of hypothermia?” Kix asked, jumping straight into his medic role as he came over to scan you.

“How come he gets to look?” Hardcase complained, making you blush even more.

“Because I’m a medic, and a professional! You might want to look that up, vod!” Kix retorted, before turning back to you. “Anyway, are you experiencing any symptoms of dizziness, nausea?” Kix questioned, running an eye over you as you shivered slightly.

“I’m fine. Just a bit dizzy and tired… and hungry” you admitted, rubbing the back of your neck abashedly.

“Hmm, we should get you sitting down and something to help warm you up” Kix nodded, turning to his commanding officer. Rex nodded, instructing Tup to go and get you something warm from the mess hall.

“Thank you guys, I don’t know what I would do without you” you bid the troopers behind Kix. Tup nodded swiftly and hurried out the room, the back of his neck colouring.

“Come sit down” Rex encouraged, hand coming over to your elbow to help guide you into your office and onto the couch that you had smuggled in with the men’s help last time that you were planet-side.

Rex and Kix helped you to sit down, Kix busying with making sure that you were okay and not hiding anything. “Honestly Kix, I’d tell you if I weren’t doing good. I’m just a bit cold, that’s all. I promise, nothing to worry about” you assured, not noticing the towel fall open on your thigh.

Rex coughed, making his men spin around, mumbling apologies and excuses not to look your way. “I think that’s enough gawking for one night. You’re dismissed” Rex stated, crossing his arms and standing in front of you, trying to block you from sight.

“Wait! Before you go, you’ll have to let me know how I can repay you for this” you called after them, resting your hand on Rex’s back to help push him gently to one side so you could see your rescuers.

“You can buy us a drink at 79’s if you really want” Jesse suggested, making you beam. That was an easy thing for you to do to repay them for their kindness and help.

“Done!” you agreed, before you remembered a conversation with General Kenobi last time you were on shore leave with the 212th. “Wait! I thought you got drinks free at 79s!” you frowned, as they were nearly out the door.

“Oh the beer we do. The cocktails… well that’s all on you now cyare” Fives teased, before pushing Dogma and Jesse out the door in front of him.

You gaped after their retreating forms. What had you just gotten yourself into?

“I hope you have a lot of money, ad’ika” Kix shook his head, finishing his checks on you and pulling the scanner down.

“Because they’re going to bleed you dry, Mesh’la” Rex chuckled wryly, amused at your surprised at being played by his men.

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[vodika-vibes]

This one made me laugh so obviously I have to suggest the love of my life Hardcase for smut prompt 42. “Ever heard of an Australian kiss?"  “No.  What’s that?"  “It’s like a French kiss, but down under.”

Down Under

Summary: Hardcase is distracted, and you find out why.

Pairing: Clone Trooper Hardcase x F!Reader

Word Count: 883

Warnings: Smut, oral F!receiving, mentions of oral M!receiving

Tagging: @trixie2023

A/N: Sorry this took so long, it took me a bit of time to come up with a scenario that wasn't absolutely ridiculous. But I kind of like this one. Also, how does one end fics well? I feel like my endings are always so awkward.

Hardcase has been grinning at you, like a loon, for the last 40 minutes. And while you’re not too terribly surprised, he’s always so thrilled when he’s able to convince you to come and work out with him, this grin seems a little different than his normal, “Cyare is working out with me this is great” grin.

“‘Case?” You ask, as you wipe your face with your towel, a ridiculous looking thing covered in rainbow ducks that Hardcase bought for you when you agreed to start working out with him, “Why are you grinning at me?”

“Cause you’re just the prettiest thing I’ve ever seen,” He replies, his grin growing.

You make a face, “I’m all sweaty and my hair is frizzy and messy-”

“Gorgeous.” Hardcase interrupts, a lovestruck expression crossing his face, “The prettiest.”

“You’re biased, love.”

“What? Me? No, I’m totally impartial!” Hardcase counters, as he vaults over the machine he was leaning against and wraps his arms tightly around you. He lifts you and moves you away from the machines and towards the mats you use for yoga, and he spins you around.

You release a delighted laugh, your arms wrapping around his neck, “You’re ridiculous.”

He lightly sets you on your feet and presses a series of light kisses across your face, which makes you squeal.

“Case! I’m all sweaty and gross!”

He pulls back and grins at you, mischief clear on his face, before he leans in and drags his tongue up the side of your throat.

You squeak and laugh, “Case! That’s gross!”

He laughs, and bumps his forehead against yours, “Babe, you literally had my dick in your mouth this morning, and this is gross?”

You pout at him, “You make it sound like you don’t want anymore blowjobs,” 

“I didn’t say that!” Hardcase yelps, and you giggle.

His gaze softens, as he looks at you, and he brushes his fingers against your cheeks, “Beautiful.” He murmurs, his broad grin returning as he trails his fingers down to your throat.

“Why are you smiling at me like that, babe?” You whisper up to him.

He laughs quietly, “Hey babe,” You tilt your head, “Have you ever heard of an Australian Kiss?”

You blink at him, “No. What’s that?”

His grin grows, “It’s like a French kiss, but down under.”

Your face flames, “Case!”

Hardcase laughs and drops to his knees in front of you, and he looks up at you adoringly, his fingers playing along the waist of your leggings, “Do you want me to stop?”

Your face burns even hotter, “No. But I’m all gross-” You yelp when he tugs your pants and underwear down your legs.

“You’re not gross,” You place your hands on his shoulders for balance as he tugs the material off your legs and over your feet and toss them to the side, “You’re perfect.”

Gently, very gently, he guides you so that you’re laying on the floor, and he crawls over you so he’s able to kiss you properly. And then he slowly, lazily, drags his lips down your throat, down your covered chest, and stomach, and then presses a series of hot kisses against your hips.

“Do you have any idea how hot it is,” Hardcase murmurs, “Watching you work out? And the knowledge that you do it because I asked-” He groans theatrically, and you giggle.

“It can’t be that hot,” You say with a scrunched up nose.

“Oh, it is.” He bites down on your hip, leaving a mark and pulling a startled noise from you. And then he dives between your legs.

He hooks his arms around your thighs, keeping you from closing your legs around him, and he licks a strip between your already dampening folds, and he immediately zeroes in on your clit, ripping a loud moan from your throat.

You feel him grin against you, and then you don’t notice much of anything as Hardcase uses his very talented mouth and tongue to push you closer and closer to the edge. 

His name falls from your lips like a manta, or maybe a prayer, and when he wraps his lips around your clit and sucks hard, you fall apart with a broken moan.

Hardcase doesn’t pull away, though, until he’s sure that he hasn’t missed a single drop of your release, and even then, he only pulls away when he feels your hand, feather light, against the top of his head. 

He pulls away and wipes his face with the back of his hand, and then crawls back up so he’s hovering over you, and he kisses you deeply. When he breaks the kiss, he’s grinning at you, but it’s not the same wide grin as earlier.

You smile up at him, and reach up to wrap your arms around him, “Hardcase,” you coo, “I love you.”

“I love you too, babe.” Hardcase replies, “So much. Can’t believe that you agreed to be mine.” He mumbles as he kisses you again and again.

You smile at him, “How could I not? You’re amazing.”

He grins and kisses you once more, “Come on, cyare. Let’s get somewhere more comfortable than a yoga mat.” Hardcase sits up and pulls you with him, “Need you, baby.”

And you giggle, as he pulls you to your feet.

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[candyfloss5000]

Domino twins shenanigans

*sometime on Kamino*

Fives: What's the matter with you?

Echo: nothing

Fives: You've been all broody since last night. *gasp* since jesse brought y/n a drink at 79's!!

Echo: *shocked* I'm done with this conversation!

Echo: *speed walking away*

Fives: *chasing after him* Echo! Echo! Stop or I'll scream!

Echo: *sighs and turns around*

Fives: do you like y/n?

Echo: *flabbergasted* you're just projecting!

Fives: no, if I was projecting, I'd say, "do you love y/n?" Cuz I love y/n. I said "like".

Echo: *as red as the lava on Mustafar* I- why would you- you sound ridiculous!

Echo: *runs away*

The rest of the 501st who were eavesdropping: the plot thickens

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Hugging the clones for comfort headcanons: The 501st

(With a hint of gray and orange ;) )

Captain Rex

The first time you hug him, he doesn't know what's happening, so it's like hugging a plank 💀

However once you explain to him what you're doing he relaxes into it and starts hugging you back, albeitly hesitantly.

It'll take a couple tries for him to get comfortable with it, but he's holding     you gently and providing you with the comfort you need before you know it!

Once he's used to it, whenever you come and hug him without a word he'll stop everything he's doing to hold you until you feel better.

He's a big fan of forehead kisses, it makes him feel tall :')

Fives

This man is a cuddle bug, once you're hugged him you're done for.

Fives is down for hugs anytime, anywhere. He's not really afraid of PDA, whether it's romantic or platonic. He wants to be able to help in whichever way he can, so bad jokes usually come with the hug.

He's so touch-deprived please hold him it makes him so happy

Once he's comfortable enough he'll start initiating the hugs, he likes to sneak up on you from behind and surprise you with a sneak hug >:D

He's quite a cuddle bug during movies on a couch beneath a blanket with a bowl of popcorn, movie nights are definitely the best with this guy!

Echo

Echo can be a bit shy, so the first time you hug him his face is definitely     lighting up like fireworks!

After you pull back he'll just stare in disbelief and ask you, what was that? Once you explain it to him however he calms down and understands a lot better.

Echo is the kind of guy who will guide you through things if you're in need of comfort. He'll pat your back and talk to you gently, asking you if you're    all right. He's the best person to go to if you need to calm down.

Even if he gets used to it Echo blushes a bit everytime you hug him, not being used to this kind of touch. It's actually pretty cute :')

With time he'll relax into the hug and hold you gently in his arms, against his chest so you can feel safe and comforted. He'll lean his chin on top of  your head sometimes, wrapping you in his body.

Jesse

Jesse is one of the guys who's coolest with the whole 'hug out of nowhere' thing, freezing at first before he just quirks a brow and chuckles at you.

He'll joke at first to wave off his surprise, but then get more serious and hold you gently as he asks you if you're all right.

Jesse is a pretty good listener, so he can offer an ear for you or just stand  there and hug in silence if that's what you need. He's also always got a     joke up his sleeve should you need it.

You can honestly walk up to Jesse anytime for a hug, he'll always be happy to hug it out, even in front of his brothers. Although he may brag about it to them

He's a big fan of holding you in his lap as he hugs you against his chest.

Hardcase

We all know Hardcase can never sit still, but when you hug him? Not one movement from him. It's like a puppy standing at attention after seeing a squirrel.

He'll fumble with his words a bit as he tries to comprehend what's happening, but if you're able to soothe him or ask him to just hold you for a minute he'll go quiet and hug you as long as he needs.

If you hug him too long he'll start fidgetting because of his hyperactivity,     which is always a good way to get a laugh out of you. If you call him out     about it he'll become flustered and frustrated that he can't keep still.

Hardcase's hugs are warm and tight. He's surprisingly okay with touch, and his hugs are some of the most satisfying you can get.

The best way to get him to stop fidgetting around is to surprise him with a  kiss on the cheek ;)

Kix

As a medic, Kix has the care and well-being of others at heart. So if you come to him for a hug seeking comfort, even if he's not familiar with these... methods, he'll be happy to oblige.

Kix is someone you can come back to for hugs whenever you need them. He'll hold you silently as you calm down before asking you what happened.

His patience shows in his hug, as he'll hold you gently and won't pull you  back until you do or ask him to. There's no rush in his movements, and he commits his full attention to you as long as you need.

At the end of the hug, Kix will give you things like meds or sweets, whatever you need to be feel better.

After some time your hugs grow off him and he starts asking you for them as well! It helps with the stress from his job as a medic. He loves it when    you hide your face in his shoulder and he can tuck a hand behind your head and stroke your hair.

Tup

Along with Rex, Tup is definitely one of the more awkward clones from the 501st with hugs. He'll just freeze and stand there as you hug him, heart     pounding in his chest.

He'll definitely need explanations to understand what happened, but once he does he's surprisingly kind and understanding about it. Although he's a bit awkward with the gesture, he'll never deny you and will pat your back    until you calm down.

Tup is the kind of guy who'll stick around with you after the hug to make sure you're all right. He's quite caring in that quiet way of his, his eyes     holding worry even when you reassure him you're fine.

Tup is more than happy to go to a coffee shop or park with you afterwards! Although he may not say it out loud he enjoys spending time with you outside a military context and in these moments he'll open up to you a bit more.

He secretly loves it when you lean his head on his shoulder :')

Commander Cody

Being a commander, Cody has experience with people dealing with stress and even breakdowns, so he's not exactly a stranger to comforting people.

Even if he is initially taken off-guard by your hug, he'll ease into it a lot     faster than you might expect and return the hug. "All right, all right. Easy there..."

He's calm and patient the entire time, easing you with soft words of     encouragement and holding you gently. He won't rush you, pulling back only once you've calmed down.

He'll sit down with you and talk once you're feeling better if you'd like. He's one of the most sympathetic and understanding clones in the lot when it     comes to this things, and there's no truly no shame to be felt about your     moment of vulnerability around Cody.

If hugging becomes a regular thing, you'll quickly notice he has a knack for securing his arms around your waists and hips ;)

Commander Wolffe

Wolffe may seem difficult to approach and like the last person who would return a hug, but... Well. You're in for one hell of a surprise.

He'll grumble about it at first, but it doesn't take long before he wraps an     arms around you and holds you against his side, glaring at your     surroundings protectively (which effectively scares most living beings in     the proximity away).

Although he may come off as grumpy about it, Wolffe does ask if you're doing okay and will demand you come back to him if something ever happens. He's pretty protective like that!

It doesn't take you long to realize that the grumbling is actually all a     cover-up to hide the fact that Wolffe is a huge cuddle bug.

When it's just the two of you off-duty he can't keep his hands off you and wraps around you like a cocoon. If you poke at him too much about it he'll just grumble and hide his face in your hair :')

Hope you guys enjoyed! Let me know which headcanon was your favourite 💖

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