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toomanybandstocare · 1 year
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{How Wolffe Falls Asleep & What That Says About Him}
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Program: Just how he falls asleep when he's deployed and when he has the luxury of being at home in your arms. Where feels safe and loved.
Pairing: Commander Wolffe x GN! Reader
Genre: Fluff
Camp Resolute Masterlist
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Every night Wolffe lays down to try to fall asleep and struggles to find comfort or calm his mind enough to drift off
The ticking whiz of his cybernetic eye echoes in the quiet of the night and makes his ears ring from the stimulation
Because of that, Wolffe needs some sort of background noise to help make it manageable
More often than not, he doesn't get a full night's sleep
Either someone wakes him up in need of something particularly pressing or drench in sweat with a racing pulse
Nightmares invade his mind, and he's incapable of waking himself up
Forced to watch whatever horror his subconscious chose for the night
When manages to shoot awake, Wolffe uses the 5 sense technique to try to calm his beating heart and reground himself in reality
That doesn't stop him from checking on his battalion, quietly moving through the barracks to make sure everyone is breathing and safe
While on shore leave, Wolffe completely disappears from the GAR with only General Plo Koon able to get in contact with him if needed
Once planetside, Wolffe is right by your side and focuses on being home
He pulls you to his side in bed, half on top of his chest half sprawled on the mattress, with one arm loosely wrap around you and his other hand rubbing the back of your head
Wolffe's favorite background noise to fall asleep to is the sound of your breathing slowly slowing down, only interrupted by sleepy hiccups
To him, Wolffe knows that he's home when his body sinks into complete relaxation and matches your breathing
He also has learned the subtle changes to know when you've fallen asleep, and he does his absolute best not to fidget too much to avoid waking you up
Morning rises through the light curtain, and the pair of you wake up as one in a tangle of limbs
Wolffe squeezes you tightly with care and pulls you as close as he can to his chest
His morning voice rumbles lowly to greet you with a small kiss to the shell of your ear that sends butterflies flying in your stomach without fail each time
It reminds you of the sound a warm summer thunderstorm approaching
Wolffe begins to allow himself to think about what a life after the war would look like and especially how the two of you would live together with the luxury of being able to stay
To stay and make himself at home in your arms
He hopes that mornings with you will always feel like soft kisses, fleeting touches, and gentle caresses under the warm sunbeams
-> Wolffe has had to push his emotional needs to the side in order to serve the Republic and ensure his brothers could count on him to keep them safe. -> He's not completely comfortable outright showing his love or vulnerability, so he indulges himself in the safety of nighttime. -> Wolffe only finds solace when you spend the night together, and he wants to make sure you know that he loves you just as much as you feel for him. He never wants you think that he's using you for comfort or escapism.
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rexxdjarin · 1 year
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can we acknowledge how HOT it is to just straddle someone's lap, facing them, their cock buried inside you, and you're just grinding away slooooowwwwly not chasing anything at all... just making out and getting lost in the moment 🤤
Nejxjejsjxje STOP YOURE GONNA MAKE ME YEARN.
this the kinda shit that would send Rex to a higher state of being dude. like he’d literally be drowning in the languid heat wave of the moment and happily let it take him. And I NEED TO BE ME WITH HIM. he’s far more tolerant of being worked up for a long time than a lot of his brothers tho.
Like you think Wolffe would be able to put up with this for long ????? No..he’d be furiously chasing down both your highs after 2 minutes of your torturous slow grinding on him. He’s not a patient man. And the same applies to Cody I think.
Boba ?????? Boba is going to punish you for pulling a stunt like this. Even though it feels really good and you look …..you LOOK so fucking pretty… he cant allow you to have that much power over him all the time. So he’s pinning your hips down firmly into his lap and making you feel how painfully deep his cock is hitting until you’re clasped so tight around him that it hurts and he’s holding your forehead on his and making you watch as he unloads inside you and makes a drippy mess seep down between your joined bodies. And yet it’s so hot that he demands you do that again.
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thefact0rygirl · 2 years
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Thot here.
Wolffe is a tits man. He likes a girl with good sized tits that he can bite and scratch and mark up as his.
He especially likes having his girl ride him, titties bouncing in his face demanding his attention.
He might even tie hot girl up, see how long it takes for her to cum just from his mouth and hands and teeth on her tits.
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YESSSSSSSS wolffe is a tits man this is fact no i will not entertain anything else
wolffe loves to bury his face in your chest and just keep his face there. even if he isn't biting you up, he likes to stay there. they're soft and warm and smell like you ok why would he not love them (and if you add some nip nop piercings on them and he will never want you to wear a bra)
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arcsimper5 · 8 months
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Do you think Plo Koon's mask also has a translator inside it which makes his language understandable in basic?
Because being rather reptilian/insectoid in appearance, I assume that their main method of communication is probably screeching and clicks, rumbles and vibrations.
Also because:
Plo: ... and once Wolffe, Sinker and I give the signal, we will... *mask crackles, unintelligible screeching noises*
*Plo stops talking, adjusts his mask and tries again*
Plo: *more screeching*
Shinies: *horrified whimpering*
Plo: *sad eyes at Wolffe*
Wolffe: *rolls eyes* The General is having translation issues. What he said was 'once we give to signal, you are to advance and rendezvous with us at the marked co-ordinates'. Understood?
Plo: *gentle clicking noises*
Wolffe: And... *sighs* he says he's proud of us.
Everyone else: *stunned silence*
Plo: *soft screech*
Wolffe: *glaring at him* Really, General? Do I have... Ugh, fine. And the General says he... loves us... *blushes furiously*
Plo: *delighted clicking noises*
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ominouspuff · 4 months
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Clone Wars AU: what if’s, featuring “what if everyone lived and outmaneuvered Order 66 and Cody and Rex became, like, space cowboys, among other things”
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veny-many · 7 months
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When I saw Wolffe barely smiles, I found something odd.
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Like... When he makes face like smiling, only his left side face moves.
I don't now not yet how face animation works in star wars 3d series, but that awkward Wolffe's smile always made me interested.
His injured side's face muscle is damaged? So he can't make proper face with his right side of face?
If my humble headcanon is true, Poor Wolffe can't even make proper smile after he lost his eyes...
Wolffe: (Smiles)
Other: That's an odd face.
Wolffe: (Smile dissappears)
Boost: THEY ASSAULTED OUR COMMANDER!
Sinker: REVENGE FOR OUR BROTHER'S SMILE!!
Comet: YOU HAVE CHOSEN DEATH!!!
Wolffe: You idiots calm down!!
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saggitary · 1 year
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Clone Wars Headcannons
All over the place but yeah enjoy
Ahsoka will let her men test out pick up lines before shore leave and give them tips on how to better pick up girls
Ahsoka picked up her eye rolling habit from Wolffe
Fives and Echo refer to Rex as “oh captain my captain” (Rex is very annoyed)
Clone troopers sleep better when they cuddle up with someone
Anakin has given Ahsoka and many of his men heart attacks when he randomly removes his prosthetic hand
There are painted line of the Resolutes floor near the medical bays to mark how far troopers have made it when they attempt to escape the medics
This usually ends with the medics full body tackling their vod and occasionally their Jedi
Hardcase has the furthest mark with Fives very near behind him
Much to Wolffe’s dismay young animals love to imprint of him during campaigns, he says he hates it but Sinker once saw Wolffe carrying around a baby loth cat wrapped in one of his blankets
Rex is a natural blonde due to a mutation and I will die on this hill
Fox and Wolffe have the highest spice tolerance of their batch and their brothers are very concerned for them
Based on the scene in the Umbara arc where Tup is hanging onto the gunship handle with 2 hands, he is a very nervous flier
Ahsoka noticed that Tup was a nervous flier and now tries to get on the same ships as him to help keep him calm
The 501st has different tallies up throughout the barracks for random things like ‘how many times the general loses his lightsaber’, ‘best quotes for the week’, etc
Clone troopers speak mando’a, kaminoan, and basic fluently
Rex always wins arm wrestling contests, even against Anakin
Ahsoka learned how to play sabacc from the Wolf Pack and has been banned from playing in most 501st circles because she always wins
The CCs have the ability to sleep with their eyes open and Wolffe and Fox actively chose to do so to creep everyone else out
Cody has broken his wrists and his shins from fist fighting droids but he continues to do it
Many troopers in the 501st have also attempted to fist fight droids but quickly stopped when the medics refused to treat them
Anakin has also attempted to fist fight droids and damaged his cybernetic hand enough that he had to get a new one
Ahsoka purrs when she sleeps close to other people 
Hardcase almost cried when he first heard Ahsoka purr because he thought it was cutest damn thing
Capture the flag is the 501st’s favorite down time activity
Cody has hidden drugs in Obi-Wan’s tea to make him sleep which Obi-Wan was rather offended by but continued to accept all tea given to him by his commander
Ahsoka set up a projector in the rec room and on hyper space trips she plays holomovies so her men can be ‘cultured’ 
Ahsoka is good friends with Padme and Riyo Chuchi and regularly gets together with them for girls nights
Rex has gotten a tattoo while drunk but Cody is the only one that knows about it
Ahsoka found out when her men’s birthday or decanting days are and makes sure to wish them a happy birthday
Ponds, Bly, and Fox were very confused when they received a transmission from Rex, Cody, and Wolffe’s vod’ika wishing them a happy birthday
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starrylothcat · 7 months
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Hey hey! Love your writing!
I wanted to ask for some nsfw headcannons for Wolffe, Cody, and Rex. Where their F!Jedi reader keeps force projecting different sex scenes of them together during a briefing; with the boys trying to keep it together during the briefing and their reactions/what they say to her after.
I also just wanted to say, that you are one my favorite TCW/TBB writers on Tumblr!
Distractions - NSFW Headcanons with Cody, Wolffe, and Rex
Summary: You decide to spice up a pre-mission briefing meeting by projecting naughty visions to your clone, knowing you’ll pay for it later.
Warnings: NSFW, 18+. Absolute filth. Smut. No real plot. Dom vibes from Wolffe and Cody, slightly rough handling but everything consensual. Fingering, oral, PiV sex. Reader a Jedi, not described in detail.
Pairings: Cody x Fem!JediReader, Wolffe x Fem!JediReader, Rex x Fem!JediReader
WC: Around 2,000 total (bullet points)
A/N: Let me tell you, the squeal I squealed when I got this ask! Thank you for this filthy request, anon! And thank you for your even kinder comment, I was having some self-doubt in my writing lately and I’m glad that you are enjoying my silly little stories, it means a lot to me and I love writing for y’all!
This is pure smutty goodness below the cut, I hope it’s what you envisioned. I had fun writing this for sure! I kinda got carried away with Rex, oops. Enjoy! 💛
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💛 Cody 💛
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He is a tough man to crack.
He’s always the Marshal Commander, taking his duties seriously on and off the battlefield.
You started innocently, visions of you kissing up and down his torso, slowly taking off his armor and blacks, fondling his cock, whispering how good of a girl you’ve been and that you’re ready to please your Commander in any way.
Cody didn’t even look at you, though you saw his hand twitch slightly at his side.
You smiled to yourself, projecting a more enticing scene into his mind.
This time, you were sucking his cock, his gloved hand wrapped in your hair, mumbling how amazing your lips felt around him, how much he was going to reward you later for being so good to him.
Still, nothing. Though his jaw seemed tense as he listened to Obi-Wan go over battle plans.
You knew you were playing a dangerous game, an exceedingly dangerous game, one that you will be thouroughly punished for later.
The thought shot a jolt of pleasure straight to your core, upping the ante again, needing him to crack.
The next image was of you, laying on his bunk, pleasuring yourself, two fingers deep inside your sopping pussy, your other hand pinching and tweaking your nipples writhing and moaning in pleasure, getting off completely fine without his assistance.
Since my Commander can’t be bothered to help me, I have to take matters into my own hands…
You held that teasing, lewd image in his mind, and you could almost feel the blade of his stare pierce straight through you as he finally made eye contact across the room.
It was a simple gesture that said so much, and you knew you had him.
After the meeting, you went straight to your personal quarters, knowing he wouldn’t be too far behind.
As your door hissed closed behind you, it was open again, and Cody had you pinned to a nearby wall so fast you barely had time to register what was happening.
Cody was deadly silent as he crushed his lips to yours in a bruising kiss, teeth and tongue clashing as his armored body pressed into your robed one.
You smirked against his lips as he pulled away for air, your lungs burning. “Cody-“
Cody growled as he flipped you around, your face pressed up agains the wall, tugging down your robes, revealing your ass to him and your glistening pussy.
He gave your ass a solid smack, his lips against your ear, heavy and commanding.
“You’re not getting away with this.”
You sighed in both pain and pleasure, hearing the clunk of his codpiece hitting the floor, his fingers gripping your ass hard as he rubbed his rigid cock at your entrance.
“Is this what you wanted?” He husked, “to be filled by your Commander? To beg for this cock? Oh, mesh’la, you’ll be begging.”
You let out a whine as he teased your dripping entrance with his cockhead, already thinking you maybe took it a little too far with your visions, knowing he was a man true to his word.
It was too late now.
“Cody, please, I need-“
Smack! Another slap to your ass, his other hand wandering between your folds.
“Only good, obedient girls get this cock. After that stunt in the comm room, you have a lot to make up for.“
He swiped a finger over your clit, causing you to cry out, your body twitching, unable to move much between the wall and his solid form behind you.
He roughly rubbed your clit, pushing two fingers into your entrance, immediately finding the spongy spot that made you see stars.
“You’re soaking, mesh’la, so needy for me.”
You could feel your release coming quickly, choking out his name as his other hand groped at your breast.
Cody knew you were close, feeling you tighten around him, your high pitched moans giving you away.
Cody removed his fingers right as you were about to reach your peak.
You whimpered, trying to lean back against him, desperate for your release, for anything.
Cody spun you around again, pressing his gloved fingers soaked with your juice to your lips.
“If you’re good, I’ll let you cum. You haven’t proved yourself to me, though. Now be a good girl, and clean me up.”
You licked his gloved fingers clean, tasting yourself and giving him a little show of what you could do with your tongue, if you let him.
Cody’s eyes darkened, slowly pulling his fingers out of your mouth, a line of spit connecting your lips to his fingers.
“On your knees, mesh’la. Like I said, you have a lot to make up for.”
🖤 Wolffe 🖤
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The image you projected was absolutely filthy.
Your hands were pinned behind your back by his large hand, the other pressing between your shoulder blades keeping you down on the bed as he pounded into you from behind.
You were shamelessly moaning his name like a dirty Holofilm star, crying out for him to go harder, faster.
You stood at attention, casually glancing at him, noticing a bead of sweat forming at Wolffe’s temple.
You could sense he was trying his best not to leap over the holomap and ravage you in front of everyone.
You decided he had enough of the first fantasy, briefly closed your eyes, projecting another scene into his mind.
You were on your knees in front of him, your mouth open as he shoots ropes of cum all over your face, greedily lapping it up, kissing up and down his still-hard cock, begging for more.
Wolffe’s eyes flashed at you, his cybernetic eye and scar making him look more dangerous than usual, his eyes narrowing.
Got him.
You were enjoying watching him keep it together, a vein bulging at his forehead, his neck tense as he stood at attention, listening to Master Koon’s hologram.
You knew you were in for it after the meeting.
That was the entire point.
Wolffe was practically kicking down the door to your personal quarters after the meeting, pinning you to your bed, his mouth ravaging yours, moving down to suck and bite at your neck, hard.
He had your wrists held above your head with one hand, his grip like iron.
There was no escape.
“What was that?” He growled as he continued the assault on your neck, his hand tightening even more around your wrists that were wiggling to get free.
You whined as his hand that was digging into your waist moved under your robes, up toward your breasts.
“Answer me, mesh’la. Or you won’t get what you so obviously want.”
His gloved touch left a trail of fire on your skin, sending goosebumps across your body and a jolt of arousal straight to your pussy, your panties wet at the anticipation.
“You looked bored during the meeting.” You smirked at up at him, breathy pants leaving you as he touched you. “Thought you could use some entertainment.”
Wolffe’s gaze darkened at your teasing tone, the ghost of a smirk on his lips.
Without warning, he ripped open the front of your robes, yanking down your breast band.
You yelped as he attacked your breasts with this lips and teeth, leaving more marks for him to gently kiss over later when he was through with you.
“Do you want my cum, mesh’la? Is that what you want?” Wolffe grunted against your flushed skin as he switched to your other breast.
You gasped a yes, his teeth expertly nipping and tugging at your sensitive bud.
You writhed, your wrists still restrained above your head by his strong hand.
“I’ll fill your mouth to the brim, and you’ll swallow every drop, isn’t that right you filthy girl?”
You nodded, almost delirious just at his mouth on your nipples. He hadn’t even really started touching you yet.
“And then I’ll fill that pretty pussy of yours, but only if you behave. Will you behave for me?”
“Y-yes!” Your voice cracked, needing him to fuck you until you couldn’t remember your name. 
“Yes…?” He stopped, his predatory gaze locking on you.
“Yes…Commander.”
“Good girl.”
Wolffe continued ravaging your breasts, your mewls filling the room.
“Please, I want your cock inside me, I want you to cum so deep inside me, Wolf-Commander. I’ll be good, I promise…”
Wolffe released your wrists, your hands finally free.
“You haven’t been good though, you knew that the second you invaded my mind with those visions.”
Wolffe sat up, and began removing his armor. You forgot it was even still on.
“I’ll make sure you’re properly punished for such distractions, and then I’ll decide when you’re ready for my cock.”
You shivered at his promise as he climbed over you, just in his blacks, the outline of his rigid cock straining against the fabric.
“I dunno, Commander. You seem to be all bark and no bite.” You teased, knowing you were getting yourself into even more trouble.
A dark chuckle reverberated in his chest, ripping your pants and panties down your legs, tossing them to the side.
Wolffe grasped your thighs, biting down into the soft flesh of your inner leg, earning a loud yelp from you as his tongue eased the first of many marks he will leave on your body.
“Be careful what you wish for, mesh’la.”
💙 Rex 💙
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You had him sweating and fidgeting as Rex tried to keep a straight face in the briefing room.
Rex was attempting to listen to the mission report, but your vision in his mind was proving to be quite the distraction.
You were on his face, his hands grasping your thighs as he feasted on your pussy from below.
“Rex, oh kriff, more, please, I need your big cock, I want you to ruin me.”
Rex gave you a desperate look from across the room, slightly shaking his head.
You ignored his pleading glance, changing the vision.
Now, you were splayed out on his desk in his private Captain’s quarters, his cock driving deeper and deeper into you, your back arching as you rubbed your clit, cumming over and over again around him.
His desk was dripping with your juices, your breasts bouncing almost comically as you cried out his name, hamming up the vision to see Rex squirm.
Rex suddenly coughed, everyone in the room looking at him momentarily.
You rocked on your heels, hands behind your back, pretending to listen as the pre-mission brief continued, completely innocent.
Finally, the meeting ended.
You exited the room, Rex quickly walking past you.
“My office. Now.” He hissed quietly, before being called over by Anakin to discuss further plans.
When Rex opened the door to his office, you were sitting at his desk, waiting for him.
“You have a lot of explaining to do, General.” Rex strode up to you, placing his hands on his desk, leaning over toward you.
You loved it when he used his serious Captain voice on you.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Captain.”
“You know.” His voice dropped an octave, husky and gruff, just how you liked it.
“You’ll have to elaborate. I can’t read minds.”
Rex stood up straight, his expression unreadable. You continued to sit in his chair as he walked around the desk and over to you.
Rex leaned down again, placing his hands on the armrests of the chair, caging you in.
For a moment, you thought he was actually upset with you. You felt guilty, maybe you did take it too far in the meeting.
You opened your mouth to apologize, but Rex spoke first.
“I think you can, mesh’la. How else would you know those visions are what I think about doing to you every waking moment?”
His lips were hovering centimeters from yours, a quiet gasp leaving your lips, your body quivering at his statement.
Oh, he liked it.
His breath fanned over your face, feeling your panties dampen, his usual soft eyes glazed over with lust.
You leaned forward to close the small distance, wanting to taste him, but he pulled away, avoiding your kiss.
“Mmm, mesh’la. You’re not going to get what you want so easily.” Rex purred in your ear, his gloved hand snaking up your neck, tilting your head to the side.
He placed a hot kiss right below your ear, lazily licking your neck.
“Rex…” you sighed, grasping at his shoulder pads, his teeth grazing your skin, his lips pressing to the side of your jaw.
“You want something from me?” He removed himself from you, kneeling between your legs.
“I’m not sure if you deserve it. I could write you up for what you did back there.”
Rex hooked his fingers under your pants, pulling them down your legs. You lifted your ass, helping him remove your lower clothes.
“Yeah? What would the report say?” You shuddered as Rex began lavishing your bare thighs, teeth and tongue sucking and nibbling as he slowly made his way up to your aching apex.
You could feel Rex smirk against your skin.
“My General coercing me into questionable situations. Inappropriate use of Jedi abilities.”
Rex stopped right at your core, aching and throbbing for him. You could feel his breath on your pussy, desperate now for any friction.
You let out a frustrated whine as Rex kissed your inner thigh, ignoring where you needed him most.
“Rex…”
“Patience, mesh’la. You need a lesson in discipline, it seems.”
Rex brushed his nose against your clit, your hips instinctually bucking up toward him, your hands grasping at his buzzed hair.
You groaned impatiently as he gently kissed your labia, touching you everywhere but your clit.
“You’re not going to get what you want so easily.” He rumbled into your core, a finger now teasing your entrance.
You panted, knowing you asked for this, that you deserved this, but you could still protest to his teasing.
“Captain, please…” You begged, shifting your hips, hoping he would press his finger knuckle deep inside you.
Rex continued to just tease your entrance with his finger tip, slowly circling, not quite pressing all the way inside.
“Kriff, you’re so wet. Do you want me to fuck you on my desk? Do you want to cum over and over again on my cock?”
You nodded, heavy pants the only sound able to leave your lips as he finally pressed his finger inside.
“Use your words, is that what you want?”
Rex’s lips were brushing over your clit, the teasing almost too much.
“Y-yes! Please, Rex, I need you inside me!” Your words came out as a garbled cry as he suddenly sucked on your clit, adding a second finger to your pussy, stretching you so deliciously you thought you might cry, pleasure shooting up your spine.
And his cock wasn’t even inside you yet.
“You’ll get my cock, mesh’la, don’t worry. But first, I want you to cum just like this.” Rex added a third finger, his tongue and lips circling your clit, your vision white from the pleasure as you squirmed and writhed in his chair, totally at his mercy, your orgasm building quickly.
You came apart on his fingers, shaking and sobbing his name, pleasure coursing through you as Rex’s fingers and mouth worked you through your first orgasm.
“You’re so beautiful when you cum.” Rex’s pupils were blown with desire, licking his lips as he cleaned you up, his baritone voice was laden with desire, his control now gone.
You barely had time to come down from you high as Rex easily lifted you onto his desk, removing his codpiece in a flash, pulling down his blacks far enough for his flushed, dripping cock to spring free.
“And you’re going to cum again, and again, and again. Are you ready, mesh’la? This is what you asked for.”
Your answer was a cry of his name, his hands gripping your hips as he slammed into you, starting a devastating pace, fucking you exactly like you showed him in your vision.
Your last coherent thought before being so thoroughly fucked and blissed out by your Captain was that you should definitely tease him like this more often.
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bilbosmom-belladonna · 3 months
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My super dumb headcanon of the best CC batch:
I, like many others, often group Cody, Bly, Fox, Ponds, and Wolffe together as having been batchmates growing up. Well today I noticed that if you arrange the last letters in their names just so you get pondSwolffEfoXblYcodY aka the Sexyy Batch and now that is a part of me I will never let go.
Furthermore, I headcanon that it was all entirely coincidental EXCEPT that Fox noticed the pattern and the only thing that didn't fit was because Wolffe was still spelling his name "Wolf" like a normal person. So Fox persuaded him to get creative with the spelling and they came up with "Wolffe" and then like 6 months later Fox acted all surprised when he noticed the acronym. He has never told anyone that he engineered this.
Addendum: when Cody and Rex become besties Fox only allows Rex the status of honorary batchmate because his name still works with the acronym SEXYY -> SEXXYY
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toomanybandstocare · 1 year
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but the thot of 79s having a burlesque night??? you know during war there would be these travelling groups of singers and dancers for morale boost???
unlike usual the dance and techno beats, upbeat show music fills the club tonight. every booth overflows with troopers as the lightly shove their brothers for a better view. bar stools are reserved for COs to give them a front row seat to the show- some of the more bold men leave a small pile of credit in feont of them to watch the showstoppers bend down and shoot them a devestating wink before bending back into the dance routine. cheers, well-loving wolff calls, and hands drumming on tables send an electric energy through the air.
the mix of the troopers appreciation and buzz of show excitement makes you buzz as you twirl underneath the neon lights. tiny gemstones catch the light and exentuate your body movements in time with the rhythm. carefully strutting past the pint glasses and resting arms, you dance further to the end of the bar as the other performers move to let everyone get a glimpse.
you bat your eyelashes as you survey the new group of troopers. yet your gaze falls on three men sitting directly in front of you. each lean back in their seat, resting their drinks on the top of their armored thighs, as they meet your gaze with expressions of awestruck, attraction. dipping lower onto the table, you make out chipped yellow, blue, and gray paint that devorate their plastoid. twirling back up right, you land the final pose in time with your company and recieve thunderous applause, whistles, and cheers. when the lights flare and flood the room, you see that the clone in orange has a hooked scar on the left side of his temple, the man in the middle has a blonde buzz cut, and the third has a cybernetic eye. each man looks up at you with pride and adoration.
two of the clones offer their hands to help you off the bar. the other lightly rests his hand on your waist to stablize you once on the floor again. with a grateful smile you look each of them over and you heart pounds from their fleeting touches.
you join the rest of the show company to the make shift dressing room in one of the upper floor spare rooms and ler out a breath you didn’t realize you were holding once sat at your station. everyone’s buzzing and dying to join the boys downstairs once more for some dancing and chats. yet the molten gold gazes of the three men burn in the back of your memory as you try to relax and change into your club outfit. until one of the managers calls your name and places three roses onto your table with a water bottle and note. “compliments from the CO section,” she says with a excited smile.
you open the note and bite your nail to try to stop the growing smile forming on your face.
Thank you for show, mesh’la. Care to join us for an encore and drinks?
- Commander Cody of the 212th
- Commander Wolffe of the 104th
- Captain Rex of the 501st
quickly fixing yourself up and spritzing your signature fragrance, you dart out the door with shouts of encouragement behind you. weaving through the mass of club goers, some troopers stop to compliment you and thank you. some very confident who beam when you laugh in appreciation while some are flustered just by a flash of your smile. after chatting with one trooper for a few moments, a hand trails across your lower back and rests at the small.
“Don’t mean to cut this short, Fives, but I’m afraid they’re spoken for already,” Rex shoots you a small smile before nodding to his brother. his hand slips to your waist and gives you a tight squeeze while the two of you move away. he pulls you close to his side and one of your hands falls to rest where his compression top tucks into his utility belt. “Can’t let anyone else try to steal you away,” Rex explains with a devestating smirk tugging at his lips. you feel a wave of dizziness build the longer his hand rests on you.
Guiding you to a table on the raise level, you catch sight of Cody and Wolffe in a casual conversation. but the moment Wolffe sees you, his expression melts into ease. Cody’s gaze follows and the tip of mouth quirks into a soft smile as he get up to let you into the middle of the booth.
“There they are- Courescant’s star,” Cody says and rests his arm on the back of the booth behind you. his leg grazes against yours as he leans back into the seat. “Absolutely breathtaking,” he murmurs, almost to himself, as he takes you in. his golden eyes trail across your body and takes your breath away.
“What can we get you to drink, cy’are?” Wolffe asks. he leans forward and presses into your back. he hooks his chin on your shoulder. your cheeks blaze and you try not to squirm from the attention. his hot breath fans scross your neck and his nose trails up your jaw before he pauses at the shell of your ear. “The night’s only just beginning”.
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rexxdjarin · 1 year
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Not a thot but more of a thotty request I think? I'm wondering what you think about different characters and if they had a serious build-up of tension (sexual tension in particular) with reader/oc/whoever, what would break the proverbial camel's back and cause them to snap and pounce on her/them?
For whichever characters you want, but I'm curious about Rex and the commanders in particular
No pressure to respond babe, love ya! 😚
Oooo I love this idea !!
What makes different SW Men (Clones + Boba & Din) snap and want to f*ck your brains out thots:
Rex: for Rex it’s that look in your eyes. It gets him every single time. The way your sweet, demure and kind expression darkens into something alluring, teasing, powerfully seductive. That twinkle in your eye goes from one of wonder and passion to one of titillating need and arousal. He likes to think he’s the only one who can tell when you get like that…though he probably isn’t. But you shoot him that glance from across the room…that one that has his blood draining from the rest of his body to make him hard as a rock between his legs… he can’t help but grab your hand and take you some place private where he more then indulges you in what you crave from him.
Wolffe: for wolffe it’s always been your smart mouth. Whether it’s with him or some other person you’re accosting for some reason…the way you slickly defeat people with words, your sharp tongue and quick wit that has lesser men stumbling to catch up or worse humiliated beyond repair. Sometimes he’s the butt of your jokes, your carefully pointed insults and fuck he doesn’t even care. You’re so difficult to impress, so defiant it makes him crazy. And the only thing he wants to do when you drive him wild like this is tear off your clothes and fuck you till your carefully constructed words stop making sense, till sounds barely come out of you unless it’s to scream his name. Every time you open your mouth he wants to fuck you quiet. Not in a disrespectful way, but because he knows he’s the only one you’d allow to. And oh he thrives on that.
Cody: it’s going to sound predictable but for Cody it’s when you pull out the “Yes, Sir.” He’s dominant and by the book as hell, so when he’s with you and he can be unhinged and dirty he fucking loses it at you bringing back the orderly submission he’s always used to, that he expects. But you saying it with that flirty lilt to your tone is a thousand times more arousing than that same phrase said by anyone else. And if you call him Commander….forget it you’re not walking tomorrow.
Boba: Boba loves your softness. The way you subtly brush your hair behind your ears, how gently you caress his face and hold onto his calloused, broken, bruised hands. He doesn’t get that kind softness from anyone else in the galaxy but you and frankly he would vehemently reject it from anyone who wasn’t you. You’re his girl, and you’re careful with him. That contrast of him, a hardened bounty hunter who has seen the worst of the galaxy with the softest, most nurturing and affectionate person he’s ever met. Gods you have him melting at the slightest brush of your fingertips.
Din: for din, it’s your independence. your strength. You don’t need him. You are every bit your own person, capable and smart and witty and powerful. Sometimes it’s in your physicality, the sheer might of your body. You can take down lifeforms 3 times your size without his help, you can sharpshoot like you were trained your whole life AND watching your expert fighting skills makes him fucking drool underneath his helmet. And other times it’s how you make sarcastic comments just for his own ears, little jokes that are a select type of humor fit for just the two of you. He’s amazed and immensely attracted to your presence and that’s what it is about you that has him willing to bare himself to you night after night knowing that you aren’t intimidated by him at all, but instead challenged and driven by the bond you’re fostering together.
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anxiouspineapple99 · 10 months
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My headcanon: Every single clone does this. All of them. I have spoken.
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thefact0rygirl · 2 years
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I would have his head in my lap you know when you are propt up and then have your legs long and inbetween lies he. Yeah. And with my thumb smooth out the little angry horn he has when he is stressed in between his eyes on top of his nose (I am sorry - I have no idea if there is a name for that in english). Just. To get him some peace.
Ahhhhh this is so soft 🥺 I'm not sure if there was another part to this and tumblr ate it, so I don't know if you had someone in mind!
I keep imaging Wolffe in this situation though. Since the attack, he doesn't let anyone touch his face. Even if it's a simple brush of his cheek or a check-up in the med bay, he doesn't like people touching his face. Except you. It took him a while after everything happened to be open to it, and sometimes when he's had a rough couple of days, he might even flinch a bit when you first run your thumb between his eyes, but eventually he relaxes. He'll wrap an arm around your legs for stability and doze off for a couple minutes.
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arcsimper5 · 8 months
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Clone reactions to meeting Grogu:
Rex: *looks him over, visibly confused* I thought jedi couldn't have sex?
Fives: omg omg omg omg omg omg we need to keep him, he's the new 501st mascot, he can ride on my shoulders, I NEED HIM.
Echo: You're cute, which, given nature's cruelty, probably means you are dangerous. *backs away slowly*
Jesse: WHAT IN SITH HELLS IS THAT? KEEP IT AWAY FROM ME!
Kix: *eyes suspiciously*... There is no way you're older than me.
Tup: *repeats nonsense babbling back at him while sitting cross legged and doing arts and crafts*
Dogma: It's LOOKING AT ME. WHAT DO I DO?
Cody: *stares for several minutes*... Can you hold a blaster?
Waxer: *running away with him in his arms while being persued by numerous jedi* NO! CHILD IS MINE!
Boil: You're one weird looking critter... You play sabacc?
Wolffe: *holding him up to Master Plo* General, I humbly request that this be your new padawan. Yes, I know he can barely understand basic, and that he is fundamentally useless. That's why he'll fit in with us. No I'm not being harsh.
Fox: Aw, shit! HOUND! IT GOT OUT OF THE BOX AGAIN!
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omaano · 10 months
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♥ Ace Wolffe My Beloved ♥
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