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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.

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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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I saw your requests are open so I hope it's alright if I ask for some Captain Rex headcanons with an anxious love interest or s/o? Like maybe she's nervous about working near/with the GAR as a civ but our 💙 good captain in blue 💙 makes sure she's doing okay whenever he gets a chance/wants an excuse to be near her >///< It's okay if you don't wanna do this or find it trickey, I don't wanna pressure you 💙💙

More than alright, anon; plenty welcome, in fact! I'm feeling it for Rex lately myself, admittedly, so I hope I did him justice. I went with pre-relationship scenarios, so I hope that’s alright! If you’d like me to do a part a little differently, or follow up with the actual relationship, don’t hesitate to send in another request. 💙

Warnings and Information: Our good Captain in Blue has taken an interest in a certain civilian employee of the GAR, and it seems he's not quite so alone in feeling those butterflies in his stomach around her like he thought… Undescribed fem!Reader with unspecified anxiety/anxious tendencies. Little bit of mutual pining and some fluff, primarily. Follows bullet point format. No Mando'a used this time. The reader is given different "nicknames" from the Clones to bypass the use of a name in some cases.

Word count: 2,531

First meeting you

He wholeheartedly supported the inclusion of civilian staff in the Grand Army of the Republic. If there could be non-Jedi staff at the Jedi Temple, why not have non-Clones working alongside the soldiers? It only made sense, in a way. 

And despite initial (and natural) concerns from his men and brothers of the 501st Legion, they had no reason to feel wary about being treated unkindly or with prejudice by any who passed the background inspections to serve alongside the men in other manners. Clerical. Mechanics. Inventory specialists. A team of cooks and a handful of barbers were certainly popular rumors. The one thing in common was they were all kind and even friendly with his men, at the end of the day. 

So the Captain gave it little thought to see civilian staff on base between missions: after a certain point, you just get used to them being there and respond "It's good to be back." to everyone welcoming you back to your home away from home as you step off the LAATs. Another victory secured for the glory of the Republic. 

However, he'll always take notice of a new face. There's a young woman who has just transferred here in his absence. The polite thing to do is introduce himself, but when he approaches and goes to extend his hand, he's surprised to find you shy away in alarm - just a little. "Welcome to our humble little base. It's nice to meet you. I'm Captain Rex of the five-oh-fir- Ma'am, is… everything alright?" he asks, curious and a little concerned. 

Your smile is sweet and apologetic as you tuck an errant strand of hair back into place before introducing yourself with your name. "I'm sorry, Captain Rex, I wasn't expecting any introductions when you've just gotten back. You surprised me." you explain, now cradling the datapad against your chest, or morerather squeezing it against you almost. Oh, that explains it, he just startled you. "That's alright. Sorry for scaring you." 

He would have liked to continue to get to know you beyond the few little exchanges they had, before he was called to the war room for a debriefing and he needed to excuse himself to answer the comms. But he really wants to get to know you better. Learn where you had transferred from and why, and how recently. How you liked the base, so far, and how you were adjusting. Thankfully, there'll be time later, at least. 

One thing, when he gets the time to know you, that becomes immediately clear to Rex in very short order is that you deal with some degree of anxiety (or at least anxious tendencies) in your day-to-day beyond getting adjusted to the transfer. There's a few notable quirks and idiosyncrasies that come up whenever you're nervous, Rex notices. And the anxiety is not just a product of wartime, either. There's a way you just "know". 

Being helpful and sweet

Captain Rex asks a few of his brothers to try offering a little friendship to help ease you further into this transfer. Ideally, he'd do as much of this himself as he could, but he doesn't always have the time to spare. 

But he uses every opportunity he can to check on you himself, of course. As you start coming out of your shell, and your personality really starts to come through, that's when Rex thinks about inventing reasons to seek your company. He's got a few minutes free, he's already in the hangar, maybe he could swing by and see how you're doing, maybe have a quick chat. He picked up an extra drink from the canteen by mistake, maybe you'd like something to drink? Does he really need to run this little bit of paperwork by you if your job is minimally involved? No, not really, but he has a chance to talk to you. 

Jesse deduces early on that he “must really like our new transfer if you keep volunteering to take all the forms even remotely involved to her for everyone, Captain.” Jesse is being teasing and suggestive about it. Rex brushes it off and explains it away easily enough, kind of for himself as much as it is for Jesse and the others. “She wouldn’t admit to it, but I think the last time everyone was coming in and out of her office with all the forms and paperwork for her all day kind of sent her into a tizzy. If I just collect it now, and give it to her all at one time, it’ll make it easier on her. She’s still adjusting here. Just trying to make it easier on her until she’s settled in comfortably.” There’s a few sympathetic winces around the room, hearing that you ended up feeling anxious at the end of that day. And there’s a slightly cheeky grin from Fives that concerns him, only initially, but he finds it’s one of the agreeable smiles soon enough. “Makes sense, Captain. If there’s anything I can do to help-” Echo elbows his chest plate meaningfully, “If there’s anything we can do to help, Echo and I will be glad to do it.” Fives smoothly corrects himself as he volunteers to assist the Captain in assisting this new civ employee.

You who are so incredibly, incredibly kind, and compassionate to the needs of his men (and polite in your professional interactions with him). His men are always so kind to her in turn. Stars, he thinks he finds himself almost falling in love with you, bit by bit. You can be forgiven for your shyness when you're just so kind with everyone you meet. 

The way to his heart is through his brothers

You’re muttering worriedly as you shuffle all the stacks of flimsiplast and a few datapads you need to return to people, looking for something. Dogma notices, and starts walking towards you, clearing his throat from a distance to announce his presence. Give you a warning that someone is approaching. "You won't find it on your desk: I took that report to General Skywalker during his meeting for you, miss. I would have let you know, but I couldn't find you." You give Dogma a gracious smile in light of his act of kindness when you ask where a particular report on your desk went, rather than looking or acting upset any longer that it seemingly disappeared when you went to the ladies' fresher. "Oh, that was sweet of you, Dogma, thank you… I appreciate you doing that." It was no trouble, Dogma promises you. (Both Rex and Dogma silently reason with themselves that she didn't need to know Dogma had almost gotten into a little bit of trouble with the other Generals for being so focused on delivering the report on her behalf he completely forgot to knock before he came in.) 

You and Tup get along swimmingly. Rex finds himself - curiously - envying his brother only for a moment every time he finds Tup getting a little help with wrangling his hair. Thick and full of curls, the typical hair ties they can get their hands on often only last a mission or two before they can't contain his hair under his bucket. "Hey, Tup? You got a second?" He glances at Rex for approval for a moment; they're due to leave in a few minutes and are going over strategy. Rex nods. "What can I do for ya, darlin'?" You pull a little packet of hair ties from a pocket in your jumpsuit, and offer to redo the bun he has to throw together in a hurry with no time to replace a snapped band. "I went to a beauty salon yesterday on my day off, and I saw these. They're advertised to work better for your hair type than these." You explain as you pluck out the broken elastic and rebuild Tup's bun with ease. "There. Now I feel better. I hope those will work for you, Tup." Tup grins appreciatively, and promises he'll do his best when you wish them all luck and to come back safely before returning to your work. (Rex imagines your touch must be so gentle if Tup keeps touching his hair to check that it's truly tied up.) The hair tie outlasts the mission and then some. It’s weeks before Tup has to ask you for another, and he grins from ear to ear, eyes bright with surprise when you give him the remainder of the packet, promising the rest are his. “Oh darlin’, you’re too nice… Are you sure? Thank you.”

Captain Rex often finds Echo and Fives crowded near your desk while you work. The first instance of this, he's concerned about them bothering you of course, but just as he comes along to tell them to go share a shadow with someone else (Him. It's going to be him that they'll bother.) he finds that the three of you are figuring out the difference between form 1587-A and form A1587. "Hmm, look at this subsection here on 87-A, it's asking for things like what's been added to a materials manifest. That's not on the other form is it, Fives?" Echo asks, pouring over one form as Fives looks at the other for you. Three heads set to one task would get this sorted out. "Doesn't look like it. Oh, hey Captain. Need us for something? We're just helping her out with these forms." Fives replies before taking notice of the Captain, who's standing at a short distance. "No, no," Rex replies with an easy smile as you and Echo join Fives in looking up at him, "Only wondering what you three were up to. Don't mind me." he promises, only staying for a few more moments to watch as you and his men sort this mystery out. He's not sure if you're looking a little flushed in the face because of the paperwork debacle, or because he's watching you. 

You have to hunt him down one morning for a signature, dressed rather nicely today. You have a meeting with the head of the civilian staff, and you need one last thing before you attend. "Captain Rex? Could I get you to sign off on this paperwork for me please since it pertains to the manifest you sent me?" Rex apologizes earnestly to you as he scribbles down the approval. "I'm so sorry, I must have forgotten… Was so concerned about Denal that it just slipped my mind." Kix chuckles softly, reassuringly. "He'll be fine, Captain. That battle droid was in worse shape than Denal after Jesse got to his position." Kix quickly promises to give you the story later as Rex returns the datapad to you, his hands brushing against yours innocently. Something feels electric between you from such a simple gesture. "You look nice today, sweetheart. Good luck with your meeting." Kix calls after you, chuckling softly when you can do little more than smile over your shoulder, your face looking a mite flushed with color at the compliment. His team medic turns to him to say something, but changes course when he notices that Rex hasn’t moved a muscle since your fingers grazed over his own. “Hmm, maybe it’s a little warmer here than I realized. You’re also looking rather flushed, Captain.” 

He’s fine, just feels a little strange. He can’t explain why, though.  

Catching feelings for each other

It takes a while for it to happen, but while Hardcase’s runaway speederbike doesn’t hit him as he’s taking it to the hangar to get it repaired, the realization sure does when many of Torrent Company come back from their last assignment dirty, disheveled and oh-so-tired, and you just simply smile at him and his men and tell them all individually, by name, that you’re glad to see him safe? Oh Maker. That’s when he knows. Yes, he loves you. “It’s good to see you made it back safely, Captain Rex. Welcome back.” Like a few of his men before him, since you greeted him last, you give him the option for a welcoming friendly gesture, but there’s a moment where you hesitate before you decide you’ll be a little braver.

“You look like you could use a good hug rather than a handshake, Captain.” You promise him a little grease, ash and soot from the battlefield won’t hurt your jumpsuit - which are meant to get dirty, after all. You just feel a little something extra will do him some good, seeing that you can notice how simply tired he is. (It was a successful campaign and fortunately, they lost very few troops this time.) 

Seeing how serious you seem about it, Rex agrees. “That sounds nice.”

Both of you laugh and smile nervously, nerves buzzing with energy, by the time you and the Captain break the hug. You don’t want to risk getting in trouble when you’re still technically within your probationary period for anything like unprofessional conduct or PDA, but kriff it. The brief hug was worth any anxiety attacks that might be brought on by overthinking this later. 

And if you were disciplined for offering the hug, Captain Rex would absolutely lie and say it was his idea. He notices you seem to hug your arms across your chest whenever you get particularly anxious over some part of your work on occasion, seeing how you take deep, calming breaths before trying to tackle the problem again. He could play off the hug using that as an excuse should anyone come asking questions about it. It’s unlikely, but a man of his experience wants to be prepared for anything.

(Even your men who decide to give you a little ribbing about it.) 

“You’ve been smiling to yourself for the last ten minutes now, Captain. Any particular reason~?” He’s just glad to be home, Jesse. That’s a pretty good reason to smile.  “Oh, I’m sure… She must be glad too.” Jesse suggests with a short bark of laughter. He doesn’t pay it much mind, too busy calculating the days until the probationary period ends. 

That’s just a week away. “That’s when I can hopefully stop feeling so nervous, all the time… At least, when you’re away, Captain.” you had admitted to him, ignoring how hot your face felt, maybe even looked. "I really do appreciate how welcome you and your men have made me feel here… Thank you for that. I took a big chance on this job and a location transfer, but I’m glad I did. Otherwise I… wouldn’t have met you." 

And it’s more than okay when or if it turns out that your nervous tendencies don’t simply “disappear” by next week, too. Captain Rex has taken it into account and brushed up therapeutic and grounding techniques for those who live with anxiety as part of their daily lives, just in case he ever takes these feelings a step further, should he get an opportunity to. After all, his brothers are now taking bets on how long it is before the two of you are going to start doing things like getting lunch together from the mess…

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Of Rex, Fives, Jesse, Hardcase, Kix, Dogma, and Tup, (and pre-citadel Echo if you wish) who goes into the fresher for a shower with clean clothes to change into and comes out wearing them, who comes out of the fresher in a towel, and who comes out nakkies?

*Cracks knuckles* Round 3... Fight!

Rex: I mentioned this once before, but Rex has developed a healthy paranoia about his time in the fresher. As such, he enters in his full kit, checks the vents, the cabinets, and tests the hot/cold water before taking it off. Once, he left without getting all geared up because of an 'emergency' message on his datapad. He was never able to get the damn glitter out of his blacks, and the look in Skywalker's eyes made it clear he noticed.

Fives: Listen. Time in the fresher is just an alibi to be places he shouldn't: the ventilation systems of the mess haul (when everyone has the same voice, it's pretty easy to start fights from a safe distance), Rex's private quarters (the look of horror on his face when Skywalker glimpsed to newly painted pinup of Padme on his bedside wall was worth doing inventory for the next month), or his own barracks when everyone's out (swapping Dogma and Tup's boots left them just uncomfortable enough to know something was off but couldn't figure out exactly what for nearly a week). When he finally does shower, he comes out in only a towel - he's just too damn pretty to keep everything covered all the time (in truth, Echo ran off with his blacks, but he won't admit someone got one over on him).

Jesse: Goes to the fresher in blacks and leaves in blacks. If someone wants to try something, he'll know exactly who to blame and won't shy from getting retribution.

Hardcase: Kinda varies day by day. Like @sunshinesdaydream said, he has a tendency to forget his towel, so there have been many an occasion where he's wandering around looking for it, or someone else's, to, ahem, borrow. Other days, he'll come out with just his lower blacks on with the intent to throw a shirt on later, and promptly spends most of the day like that without even realizing it. Shucks.

Kix: He only hits the fresher right before finally going to bed, and he's usually exhausted by then. Sometimes he'll get into clean blacks, sometimes he just shuffles to his bed in a towel and sleeps like that. If Tup sees him on a day like that, he'll usually throw a blanket over him and move his forgotten blacks from the fresher to his bedside so he doesn't have to hunt for them when he wakes up.

Dogma: Clean blacks. Every time. Almost every time - just not the days Hardcase and Fives hack the door and liberate them, or cut holes in unfortunate locations. He also folds his towel before putting in the laundry shoot.

Tup: He's so confused why everyone's so paranoid about using the fresher, but that's only because he's the sole member no one messes with much. Hardcase once put blue dye in his shampoo, but it was temporary so Tup just rolled with it. He comes out comfy and clean in his blacks still fighting to somewhat tame his hair.

Echo: He places a nicely folded set of clean blacks nearby with a dc-17 even closer (set to stun of course), and he'll step over Fives' and Hardcase's unconscious bodies without so much as looking down, happily dripping water on them.

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IT IS I, THE CUDDLE PILE ANON. OK OK I KNOW I SAID THAT WOLFFE WAS MY LAST REQUEST BUTTTTTTT I HAD 2 IDEAS AT LIKE 3 IN THE MORNING sooooo basically one about the 501st (+Ashoka) and how they’d comfort Rex when he’s down. And another one were the 501st (+Rex maybe anakin) comfort Ashoka when she’s down. THEY’RE SUCH GOOD BIG BROTHERS 😭 in return for these 2 ideas, I shall gift you with my love and weird quotes my friends have said: “all I wanted was a 10 piece McNugg, I got spiritual enlightenment” “I know I’m not the sharpest kid in the shed…wait” preferably separate fics pls (when it’s convenient for u, YOUR HEALTH COMES FIRST GO DRINK WATER YOU FABULOUS AUTHOR) hey that kinda rhymed ok I’m done 🙃

So sorry I'm late on the first prompt, but finally here we are!

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"Uh oh, someone messed up."

When Fives is the one to freeze in the middle of a conversation, that gains the attention of the scattered 501st troopers nearby. Said newly minted ARC had been in the middle of a rousing story when he noticed that one of the medics decided to join the rest of the "plebs" willingly.

And not only a medic, Kix was standing in the doorway with his arms crossed.

"Whatever it was, it wasn't me!" Kix raised an eyebrow as Fives lifted his hands, and gives an amused snort.

"For once it's not your fault. Any of you see Rex?"

"Avoiding you again?" Echo asked, looking up from the manuals he'd been idly reading. "Told him you were going to start getting angry."

"I'm past that, I told him I need to monitor his BSV recovery, and I can't do that if he insists on skirting the medbay. Now, since you all clearly don't have anything to do, I'm pulling rank and ordering you to hunt down Rex and bring him to me."

"But we just got our game going!" Hardcase cried in dismay, he and Dogma crouched over a board game they'd been gifted some time ago.

"Aw poor guy." Kix deadpanned, rolling his eyes. "Tell you what, the man who delivers Rex gets some of the treats Plo gave me."

"Seriously?" Hardcase finds the game suddenly not as important, even Dogma side-eyeing the medic along with the very quiet troopers around him.

Kix shook his head.

"The man who brings me Rex gets to have their own mini-stash."

The medic isn't sure he's seen any room empty so fast, shaking his head with a rare chuckle as he heads back to his beloved medbay. It's not the best look to send an entire battalion after their commanding officer, but at this point Kix was tired of the excuses and his concern for Rex's health was overriding his initial trepidation. The BSV and the lives it took in the bunker had sent a ripple of fear through quite a few men, not even able to bury their brothers who had to be burned to ensure no trace of the virus could remain. They were trained to fight against all sorts of enemies, but one that was naked to the eye and deadlier than any clanker was...uncomfortable to think about, and most medics didn't comment on an uptick of their fellow batchers reading up on viruses and how best to combat them. Kix didn't have too long before he received a message, gathering up his mobile kit before heading out and towards where Rex had been found.

"He's buried in his reports." Jesse had found Rex hiding in a communications room, and Kix just nods. "Want me to keep guard?"

"No, I have a task for you."

When the door to his current hideout opens, Rex wants to curse.

"So, are we done hiding?" There's a clunk on the console behind Rex as the medic's kit is set down, and the blonde just remains silent as he fills out another report. "I need you to look at me."

"I'm busy." The excuse falls flat, and Kix scoffs.

"Who isn't. Do I need to pull rank again, or will you let me do the bare minimum exam?"

"......."

Rex gives in after twenty minutes of silence, the captain grumbling under his breath as Kix descends on him. Despite not being pleased with Rex and his evasiveness, he takes care to keep most of Rex's attention him himself rather than his medical tools. Rex hadn't said it out loud, which to be fair he couldn't as to remain the face his men looked up to and trusted, but being subjected to more than a few nasty tests after being liberated from the BSV had not helped him recover from the fact he could have died without being able to save anyone, let alone himself. Medbay's hadn't been much to him before, but now Rex started going out of his way to catch Kix and the other medics outside of the room, reassuring them as always yet avoiding simple things like his recovery assessment.

"You have been recovering nicely." There's a very small slump of Rex's shoulders, but the medic says nothing as he packs up his kit. "I'll test the blood I took, but you're lucky."

"Like I've been saying, I feel fine." Kix raised an eyebrow, pausing to shoot the surprised commander a glare.

"Oh you are nowhere near fine, but I did promise to try and be nice right now. I order you to report to the barracks, you've been holing up away from everyone, and it shows."

"I have reports to fill out..." Rex winces at how weak his protest is, but doesn't get much of a chance to say more when the door opens once more to reveal Ahsoka. "Really?"

"Jesse says you can't ignore me asking you things." The togruta smiled, and Kix can see the tension visibly leaving Rex as the togruta crosses the small room with a smile.

"Jesse is a traitor." Rex grumbled, but Kix doesn't need to Force to see there was no malice in his words.

"Maybe, but he's right. You haven't seen come to our sabbac nights anymore, and not even Skyguy has seen you outside of shift. So, I'm asking you to come join us scrubs for the night!"

"I'm sorry scrubs?" Rex's eyebrows shot up as Kix failed to hide his snort of amusement, a small grin cracking his impassive face for the first time in ages. "Let me guess, Fives taught you that?"

"Mhm! Although judging by the two of you, it doesn't mean regular troops does it?" Ahsoka grumbled as Kix just barked out a laugh, Rex trembling in the effort to hold his own in. "I'm so getting back at him."

"As long as it doesn't involve personal injury, I'll help." Kix shook his head in amusement, watching Rex place his hand on Ahsoka's shoulder.

"I have a few ideas myself." He tries not to focus on the way the Jetti preens when he gets to his feet, shifting close to him as the trio head out and towards the barracks, listening to some of Rex's surprisingly good prank ideas to use later on.

No one kicks up a fuss when Rex finally joins them for the impromptu movie night Echo and Dogma had set up, just joking with him and laughing about the movie that was more a sound board than actually paid attention to. They all knew it was just background amusement, just happy to see their commander letting loose for the first time since the BSV and enjoying his men's company, leaving the bunker deep in his mind for another night.

#personal #star wars #clone wars #the clone wars #501st battalion #captain rex #ahsoka tano #clone medic kix #arc trooper fives #arc trooper echo #arc trooper jesse #clone trooper hardcase #clone trooper dogma #Rex needs more love <3 #to me the BSV would have left its mark on him #Ahsoka too #and I can imagine medical areas were hard for him to be around after that #especially after grabbing Echo too later on #anon ask

[sunshinesdaydream]

Hardcase is a loud eater. He slurps😏

Very loud, and messy too. 🤤

Thanks now instead of the Wrecker Fluff I was writing now we are writing Hardcase Smut Drabble.

#see first there was the Cody thot but Hardcase brings it to the next level #I need a margarita to go with my #spicy clones #sunshine writes smut #hardcase my beloved #clone trooper hardcase #star wars #the clone wars #anon asks #clone thots

[thefact0rygirl]

Lady V, do you think the fellas like clubbing? I see maybe Fives and Jesse and Hardcase. Maybe Waxer and Boil?

Oohhh the 501st are love clubbing! Fives and Hardcase are down for whatever club and with whoever as long as the vibes are good. Disco, goth/post-punk, reggaeton, doesn't matter. They're down for whatever.

Tup also isn't picky about the type of club. He's much more introverted than Fives and Hardcase, he's mostly going to spend time with his brothers and less about dancing. He's always down to go out.

Jesse and Kix are more selective about where they go. They're absolutely the ones going to the newest clubs as soon as they open.

Rex isn't too into the clubbing scene, but he is always down to go to a bar.

Echo and Dogma aren't the biggest fans of clubbing. However, Echo will always come out to a bar (him and Rex love dive bars), or if Fives guilt trips him enough. Dogma might come out if Tup can convince him (or Rex makes it a required team-building exercise), but he's having one drink and leaving before midnight.

#vee answers #anon #clone trooper headcanon #the 501st headcanon #captain rex headcanon #arc trooper fives headcanon #arc trooper echo headcanon #hardcase headcanon #tup headcanon #arc trooper jesse headcanon #clone medic kix headcanon #dogma headcanon

[splashofspotchka]

It's @clone-anon

You and Hardcase arrived at your agreed upon meeting spot outside the fairgrounds at the same time. You ran up to each other and he picked you up and spun you around, placing a firm kiss on your lips.

"So," he said. "A fair."

"Yes," you beamed.

You took his hand and walked in together. He wasted no time playing all the games with you. His favorite was ring toss and anything involving a toy gun.

"I miss my Z-6," he laughed when the small water gun got finicky.

"That's part of it," you teased. You have to use what they give you or the whole booth would come down.

He shot you a look and paid the vendor to try again. He managed to win you several plushies including a giant bantha. He loved walking around and seeing all the animals. He talked to each of them, introducing himself and petting them. He loved the orbaks and fathiers.

You tried all of the food and he couldn't eat quietly, constantly making noises and telling you how delicious everything was. He insisted on buying a bunch of food to take home with you for your weekend together. You left the fairgrounds carrying the bantha plushie and Hardcase insisting he could carry the rest. It was going to be a good weekend.

Ahhh! I kept this in my inbox for so long bc I kept rereading it. I love it so much. 💙💙💙💙

You're such a wonderful light in the world, Clone Anon! We love you!!

#clone anon #hardcase x reader #i love youuuuuuu #liz speaks

[hardcase-ct-yolo]

If you don’t mind, if you could spill some tea about one Marshal Commander Cody, I’d greatly appreciate it 😌 (for personal reasons lol)

I would definitely do that except is a pointless reason to die. I mean have you seen what he does to droids with his thighs? @arc-trooper-juicy-j wishes he could. Besides @professional-tooka-herder is his favorite. Rex isn't about to let me kark that up.

There's always some hot tea in the GAR. Maybe someone else?

#ask me anything #ask me questions #anon ask #hardcase rp #jango's boyz #hardcase ct yolo #clone trooper hardcase #star wars the clone wars rp #arc trooper hardcase

[sol-the-otter]

@clone-anon It's me. Hi.

"And that one?" Hardcase asked, pointing to another flower.

"That one is from Felucia," you replied.

Hardcase quickly grabbed at the nearest shrub and held out something in your face as you both continued walking.

"And this one?" he asked.

"That is a twig," you replied with a smirk. "It's from here. It's also common on many planets."

"Oh," he said, tossing the twig over his shoulder.

He bit his lip and continued to walk with you, trying to think of something else to discuss. He was worried if he didn't fill the space then you might lose interest. He hadn't done this before.

"Caf," he said as you walked past a shop. "Do you want caf?"

"Sure."

You smiled and followed him. He keep trying to figure out how he wanted his caf before ordering and already looked jittery.

"Hey," you said, reaching for his arm. "We don't have to get caf. It's not going to help your nerves. Just... just walk with me."

You took his hand and walked outside again. Almost immediately, Hardcase went from feeling like he was bouncing in all directions to feeling grounded, centered, here with you. He grinned at you and let out a little breath and with it, bundles of accumulated stress. He squeezed your hand and you both simply walked together.

I AM SCREAMING OMG

you work so fast, my beloved omg.

but if there was any way to absolutely cement my love for someone its. this.

this fucking goober i love him. he's like an anxious little puppy and i want to hug him.

#sol speaks #clone anon my beloved #hardcase my beloved #WELP COLOR ME CONVERTED.

[techs-feral-wife]

Hi. It's @clone-anon and so you're on the Hardcase train too. I heard it was on fire. Speaking of fire...

You came home after a long day to find Hardcase in your kitchen.

"I'm back," he declared, "and don't you worry about a thing cyar'ika, I'm gonna make you dinner."

You hugged him, glad he was back, and he kissed your temple. You sat nearby, letting him attempt to cook. It went about as well as you expected. He got a little lost in a recipe, not having a ton of experience, but insisted he could do it.

As he pulled something out of the oven, it was more smoke and char than anything else. He was all over the place. But he still insisted he would get part of it right. So you waited supportively.

As he tried pulling the meal together and plating it, he laughed.

"This looks terrible," he said through a giggle.

You shrugged, grabbing a fork to take a bite.

"It's edible," you said.

You stood, wrapping your arms around his waist.

"I love that you tried, Hardcase." You kissed his hand and smiled.

He smiled back and kissed your cheek. "Can we order take out now?"

I would eat whatever charred heap Hardcase made for me (and then probably die but who cares)

Thank you @clone-anon 🥺💕

#I love Hardcase with all my heart #he did his best! #that's all that matters #😍😍😍 #tcw hardcase #clone anon

[clone-anon]

This is for @n0vqni. A date with Hardcase ends in some kissing.

Hardcase kept fidgeting as he put on another set of fatigues. He was trying to choose between two shades of gray. He decided to go with the ones he had on and left to meet you in the park. His hands couldn't stop shaking until you reached for them. You grinned at him as each of your hands found a home in his and you kissed him on the cheek.

"Wow," he said. "Good to see you too!"

You walked around the park and he was game to play on the equipment. He didn't really care that most of it was for kids. He spun you around, spotted you as you tried the monkey bars, and challenged you to see who could get highest on the swings. You both were worn out by the time you decided to get something to eat. You sat on the patio at a local food joint. The food was good, but the company was better. After the bill was paid, Hardcase put his arm around you and kissed your lips.

"Mmmm," he hummed.

"What," you asked.

"I think next time I'll have what you're having. Tastes great," he replied with a wink.

You hopped on a speeder and made your way back home. You didn't waste any time, pulling him inside and landing on the loveseat. Hardcase sat down and pulled you on to his lap, his hands resting on your waist as he started kissing you.

"This okay," he asked.

"I'm the one straddling your lap and happy to be here," you replied. "It's more than okay."

He wore a ridiculous grin as he continued kissing you. Little feather kisses were scattered all over your face in between deeper kisses. Eventually, you curled up against him, still sitting in his lap while kissing his temple and wrapping your arms around his neck and shoulders.

"Stay awhile," you asked.

"I'll stay as long as you want," he answered, kissing your neck. "Whatever you want, I'm yours."

#hardcase x reader #clone trooper hardcase #clone trooper hardcase x reader #tcw #tcw fanfiction #tcw hardcase #the clone wars #reader insert #hardcase anon #hardcase

[thecodyagenda]

Idk if you're still doing it but Shaak Ti in coconut mall if you can? Maybe with B6 or something similar? Idk just thinking of desperate messages and force ghosts atm

force ghost shaak is straight up NOT having a good time

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[frostycatblr-fandom-files]

(hi thank you for being understanding about my question and being cool with doing this!) can I ask for headcanons for somethin like movie night with the 501st? Gender neutral reader is fine

Of course babes. 🩷 We can do movie night any night with the 501st!

Warnings and Information: There’s nothing to do in the barracks tonight, and it’s been a long time since anyone’s seen a good movie. So, throw in like fifteen packets of popcorn in the microwave (one at a time, Hardcase) to get this popcorn poppin’, because the 501st + one good friend is having a movie night! (Once mostly everyone agrees on what to watch, of course…) Blankets, pillows, snacks, and cozy Clone cuddle-piles galore~ Who’s falling asleep first? 😴 2nd person POV with an undescribed reader who has a gender neutral nickname. Bullet point format. We’ll use a little Mando’a, as a treat. Fluff and good feelings all around. Everyone’s happy. Everyone’s safe. 💙

Word count: 1,652

The previews

There’s no paperwork to do, there’s no assignment they need to ship out for in the morning, and they’ve gone ahead and tidied up the bed racks for good measure. They could play some Sabbac to kill the time, but they’ve either lost or misplaced more than half the deck, and they don’t feel like the lights and thumping bass of the local drinking hole tonight. (It’s just not quite the same as 79’s…) Nobody really has the energy to do much of anything, but given their purpose and training as soldiers, they don’t often have nights like this where they simply do… nothing. Being idle leaves a gnawing feeling of discomfort for many in the 501st, so they’re trying to come up with a plan.

“Uh-oh. Hardcase has his thinking face on.” someone mumbles, growing slightly uneasy. 

“I got it. I’m gonna call someone.” Hardcase declares, punching in one of his favorite contacts on the comlink. This makes the ARC troopers slightly nervous. “Not the Captain, I hope-” Fives chimes in warningly. “With any luck he’s just gone to the mess.”

Hardcase shakes his head, grinning broadly before he punches ENTER on the device. “Nah, I’m not calling the Captain right now, I’m callin’ Ember!”

You’re a favorite of the 501st. At least, that’s your theory. 

And through one series of events after the other, you've become well acquainted with them and their antics.

Why else would you possibly need to be commed in the middle of a meal? “Don’t answer that.” Captain Rex advises you. You both barely started eating. It’s not an emergency tone. It can wait. But… maybe you should see who it is, first? “Umm… Hardcase is calling me.” you reply. That means one of two likely scenarios.

Boredom, or trouble.

Specifically future trouble.

(Or he’s in trouble.)

You’re at least going to see how urgently you need to scarf down your meal so the Captain has time to enjoy his for once in three blue moons. “Hello? What's going on Hardcase?” 

“Hey little flame, you wanna do something tonight? We’re bored!”

“Define bored…” You’re gonna regret asking that, you’re sure. “And who’s “we” exactly, Hardcase? How many others are listening?” The jumbled cacophony of names and voices tells you it’s mostly Torrent Company, which you pretty much expected. “... hi Echo and Fives… hello Dogma … hey there Tup, I’m doing okay, thanks… yup, just trying to eat a little dinner, Kix…” 

So why exactly did he call you, you ask Hardcase, exchanging wary glances with the cobalt captain. What's going on? "Do you know where we can find a lot of popcorn for a movie night? You and the Captain are invited too of course, little flame!"

Grab your snacks…

The bunkroom has been torn apart by the time you and Captain Rex make your way in from the mess hall, and it smells better than you imagined for military sleeping quarters. Lots of beds are missing mattresses, bedding, and pillows. Except for Dogma's. His is untouched, saved for a slight rumple in the sheets. "Boys, we're here! … Where'd all the stuff go?" You step further into the room, and find all the missing mattresses laid side-by-side on the floor near one end of the room, where everyone's either currently wrangling with the holo-projector, or taking down a few posters from the wall to clear the space that will serve as your "screen". Tup spots the pair of you first. "Oh, good. Captain and Ember are here!" 

Hardcase is grateful that you found some popcorn for movie night, and that you could come join in for the fun. "There ya are, burc'ya! Just in time to start deciding on a movie!" He offers to get a jump on getting all the popcorn bags popped too, with the promise it's not going to be like last time. Trying to pop more than one bag resulted in a small fire, last time, evidently. 

Jesse and Kix are scouring over the descent film selection together, sorting them by type or genre. Action. Horror. Family-oriented. There's- how'd this kids movie end up in here? Eh, no thanks on the war films, we see enough of that. "What about a comedy?" you suggest, rifling through the stack to see what your pickings are there. There's a couple you do and don't recognize, and some that are tied to fond memories from before the war. "This is a good one, I think most of you guys will like it. I used to watch this a lot whenever I needed a good laugh, or some cheering up." 

Everyone agrees to give it a shot at least if that's what you recommend. In any case, it'll be difficult to get everyone to agree on one holo, and more than half of men squeezed around you on this giant raft of mattresses, blankets and pillows will probably fall asleep partway through it anyhow. 

… and enjoy the show!

"C'mon Dogma, come join us!" you urge with a friendly smile, seeing him return to his neatly-made bunk. "There's plenty of room, I'm sure." Tup and Hardcase, slightly sprawled next to you on your left, would need to move a bit to make it happen. Echo and Fives are sitting nearest the projector, their shoulders brushing against one another with every little movement. Jesse has positioned himself nearest the Captain, who is also beside you on your right. "It's okay if you don't, either. Nobody's gonna force you." you add pointedly, just as you feel someone start to pull his legs under him to go drag his brother into the tangle of limbs and bedding. Maybe he's more comfortable on his bunk. Or perhaps he's not interested in a film right now.

The lights are dimmed, the snacks are passed around, and the film begins. 

You only make it fifteen minutes into the film before there's a casualty: Kix, diligent man that he is to make sure all his brothers are taken care of, falls asleep behind you. "Psst! Kix, can you pass me the- oh nevermind. Ember, could you grab the candy under his arm before it melts?" You carefully wiggle it free and pass it up to Jesse before tucking a loose blanket kicking around over Kix. Generally, once Kix is out, he's out, so the group doesn't have to worry about waking him for a while. 

Hardcase stays surprisingly still through most of the movie so long as he keeps his hands mostly occupied in some capacity, or has one of his brothers leaning on him in some way. He's a very tactile person, so it's no surprise that he's slowly migrating around the raft of mattresses as each of his brothers either allow Hardcase to fiddle around with stuff he finds in their pockets, or just hold him close in a brotherly embrace for a bit if he's getting too disruptive. (He eventually settles down around the midpoint of the movie, and is one of the few who stays awake through the whole thing.)

Tup pays attention to most of the comedy film, occasionally conversing in whispers with Fives and Echo about their opinions on the jokes until Echo nods off for a bit, and the hushed conversation continues back up again when he wakes up before movie's end. It's Jesse who's not paying much attention to the film, but he's not too disruptive. Jesse almost makes it to the end of the movie before he falls asleep in the middle of scrolling through something on a datapad that's made its way into the nest of pillows and blankets and limbs, his head resting on Captain Rex's knee. 

Dogma does eventually join everyone on the floor. You suspect he was starting to feel a little left out, or maybe he changed his mind about the offer you made earlier, growing bored of whatever he'd been reading on his datapad, or deciding he'd give the movie a try. He tentatively makes his way over, and asks if he can still sit by you. "Of course, Dogma. Here, I saved some popcorn for you!" You give him the rest of the bowl you'd set aside for him, unable to get up and give it to him yourself since you've got multiple people surrounding you. (You didn't want Dogma to miss out on the snacks just because he wasn't initially watching the movie with everyone.) "Thanks for saving me some, Ember." Captain Rex reaches behind you and gives Dogma a warm pat on the shoulder. "Glad you joined us, brother." There's an unspoken finally in his words, but he's just glad to see that Dogma didn't end up isolating himself for long. 

You and Captain Rex, being firmly in the middle of the mattress pile, end up being the ones who become the human pillows of the group. It's nice to see all your friends having fun tonight, and be a part of enjoying a movie together. No stiff, uncomfortable armor; everyone's either in their fatigues or their blacks, and draped over and across their friends and brothers. Everyone is content and full of maybe a little too much popcorn and other snacks. You'll have a heck of a mess on your hands to clean up, either in the morning, or when everyone returns their respective mattresses to their bunks tonight, too.

Nights like this are how it should be. Everyone's happy and there are signs of trust everywhere you look. Brothers let their sleeping siblings rest on their shoulders, against their backs, their legs, or under their arms without complaint. There are sleepy smiles and shared blankets. Those who stayed awake until the end are now joking happily with one another and their Captain, and you too. 

And for a moment, in this night that will become a cherished memory no matter which way this war winds up, everyone you care about is safe. 

And what could be better than that?

Don't have a fic taglist for the time being, but I'll likely start one soon if I can figure out how to make those forms some people have since I write a variety of stuff. For now, though, if you'd like to join a taglist for specific types of fics (for example: just TBB-centric or just TCW-centric (or both)) don't hesitate to ask. 🩷

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[yandere-wishes]

I just found a love in your almost cult yandere clone tropes and their cyares with the Jedi blessings. I mean damn you (later than ever). I'm imagining Cody and Rex and the bad batch. Or just Cody sharing with 😉 .

You made sprout the cult follower in me.

Here at Yandere-Wishes HQ, we try to inspire the inner cult follower in all our fans. We want the dark, deranged side of all our clients to shin through and someday even start cults of their own. 💜💜

I'm very sorry for how all over the place this is, tried to section it off as best I could. I'm still incredibly jet lagged😭😭

I think the reason behind the Jedi giving their blessing so freely to the clones comes from an inner yearning to be loved. The Jedi know their place in the universe, know that a sentiment-free life is what they must endure. Still, if those around them can be happy, then (in a selfless way befitting a Jedi) they can be happy too. Although I'm rather curious as to what would happen if say Anakin or Obi-wan fell for the cyare of their commanders. 

Personally, I think Rex and Cody would definitely share a darling. Same with Echo and Fives (and maybe Tup too). Maybe if you REALLY  want to lean into the cult aesthetic Anon, then what if each squadron has its own cyare?? A darling shared amongst all of them (That's a lot but I'm kinda only referring to the relevant troopers from each squadron 🤣🤣) it would be super cute if all her dresses were in said squadron's colors. Kinda like a personal cheerleader for them. Anyway, I'm getting ahead of myself here lol. 

🧡💙Being Cody and Rex's darling.

💙They're both very busy men. Constantly being deployed to the front lines. Always busy with some mission or another. They've tried to make sure at least one of them is with you, so you're never alone. It doesn't work, there are always long periods of time when you are trapped in isolation. 

🧡I truly believe that Rex and Cody's cyare wouldn't really "feel" like a "cyare", per se. Sure she doesn't have any freedom and is never permitted to make any decisions on her own. But they treat her so well, give her anything she could ever want, and they never hurt her in any way. 

💙Rex and Cody are both strict, not much leniency coming from either one. They have strict rules for they're cyare, under the pretext of keeping her safe. They've seen and experienced all the cruelties of the galaxy. And they don't want ANYTHING to ever hurt you. 

🧡Cody is more affectionate. More open with embracing and kissing you. Rex is much more reserved, stiffer. Yet he can't help but melt whenever your lips push against his. 

501st sharing (Rex, Fives,Echo, Tup, Jesse, Hardcase and Kix)

It's honestly exhausting belonging to all of them. Constantly being pulled in every direction. Sure the 501st is one of the gentler squadrons per se. But they are smoldering, constantly wanting to touch you in some way. It also doesn't help that regardless of the mission one of them is left behind to "watch" you. Not so much out of a fear of you running away but more out of concern for your well-being. I wonder what would happen if Anakin began to develop feelings for this particular cyare.

As for the bad batch I've yet to watch it (Although I've only heard good things) So I can't make a full observation just yet. Although I'd like to think that Hunter and Wrecker are on the "tougher" side, using force to make their cyare submit. Tech falls more into the stalker category. Take all this with a grain of salt, these ideas will 100% change once I've actually seen the show. 

.... All this aside can you imagine Obi-Wan and Cody sharing a darling?? Or even Anakin and Rex sharing a darling?? I mean every cult needs its leader right 😉😘

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