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curlygirlybitchachos · 7 months
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Padawan Reader
*Y/n and the Omegas*
Cody: this is Commander Y/n. They will join to your next mission.
Fi: oh fierfek, what the fuck! Look at it Atin, look how cute this little Ad'ika! * picks Y/n up* We keeping it.
Niner: put the Commander down!
Atin: why are we working with a child?
Darman: * child protector mode activat*
~after the mission~
Niner: never again. Never again...
Atin: this child is a manic. For a moment I thought they will kill us too.
Darman: *proud buir noises*
Fi, smiling: I said we keeping it.
Cody: what did you do Ad'ika?
Y/n: just some jedi stuff, nothing more.
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rexsterss · 4 months
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Hi! I love your work and uh, for the request ask can you draw Boss/Niner? I think they're neat ✨️
Send me an ask of your fav ships or blorbos and I’ll sketch em out! (REQUESTS ARE CLOSED!)
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The sergeants are tired, let’s be honest
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aka-trashrat · 8 months
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♟ with Fi & maybe someone else from Omega squad? I ❤️ my boy and he deserves some fun!
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♟ - Board games/arts and crafts inside.
Fi, Atin & Niner playing cards, Dar's taking the picture. What happened to Fi to land him in a recovery suite?? No idea. :)
Atin: Fi! I know you're cheating! Fi: Not cheating! Niner: Is cheating!
Here's the Comfort Meme! Ask box is open. Clone troopers, repcomm specifically. I also have a few Clone Trooper OCs knocking around: Dogmeat (and his massiff Strafe) is my favourite.
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Safe & Sound
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Pairing: Niner Skirata x Reader (GN)
Giftee: @lucifidious From: @523rdrebel
Rating: SFW
Word Count: 2,033
Warnings: Descriptions of battle, explosions, hurt/comfort, mild descriptions of injury and blood, Kissing and some suggestive language.
Summary: You're stubborn and self sufficient but when you get injured Niner insists on making sure you're taken care of properly. Over a series of dangerous missions, you and Niner become closer hitting a breaking point when you defy direct orders to save him.
You wince as pain shoots up your leg, you suck in a pained breath as you step quickly but gingerly towards your quarters. You were sure you’d been successful at avoiding the eyes of your squad mates and hiding your pained hobble when you entered your quarters.
“What do you think you’re doing?”
Kriff. “Sir– Did you need something?”
Niner takes a few long strides towards you, standing before you with a disapproving look in his eyes. He glances pointedly at your injured side.
You huff, “I’m fine.”
He reaches down and presses a hand into your side. You fail to bite back a yelp as sharp pain shoots down your side. Niner crosses his arms and stares at you, expression deadpan, “Yes. You’re completely fine. My mistake.” He holds your gaze, waiting for you to break but you’re too determined and stubborn to be reasonable right now. He growls out a low, “Sit.”
You cross your arms over your chest, feeling audacious and petulant, “Is that an order, sir?”
“That depends on you. And I assure you it will be better for you if it isn’t.”
You sit on the edge of your bed, taking the hit to your pride with all the elegance of a pouting child, and you groan as the sharp, shooting pain is renewed.
“Niner…” You try to placate his worry but the words sound unconvincing even to yourself, “It’s not that bad. A little bacta, a little rest, and I’ll be right as rain. There’s no need to make a fuss.”
He kneels down, gently adjusting your position to get a better view of the injury. He pauses a moment. “You got a problem with asking for help, burc'ya?”
“–I can handle it.”
“I don’t doubt you can manage, stubborn thing that you are, but the point is that you don’t have to.” When you’re silent once again, he continues, “You have two choices: You can allow me to take a look at this and patch you up right now or I can call Fi in here to sedate you and take you over to the Med-station.”
You mumble a few curses under your breath, but you shake your head, “Fine.”
Niner nods and assists you in removing sections of your armor, revealing the impressive gash that had been a result of one unfortunately close explosion. Heavy bits of shrapnel had pinned and crushed your plasteel shin plates through your under suit and into your thigh. The wound had only deepened as it was left untreated through the remainder of the mission.
He proceeds to gently clean the wound, apply the bacta and wrap the wound firmly. All the while he gives you the silent treatment, his brows furrowed and there is a tense weight hovering over you both.
You wait with bated breath for the reprimand you are certain is coming. You’re a liability. You’re stubborn. You lack trust in your squad. If you had just been honest, it wouldn’t have gotten this bad. If you had just paid more attention to your surroundings, you wouldn’t have gotten injured in the first place. You left yourself vulnerable. 
But the reprimand never comes. Niner finishes patching you up, then sighs and you could swear you heard him whisper your name ever so softly. He stands up to hover over you, eyes darting over your face, seemingly searching for something.
“In the future, when you are injured I expect you to be honest. Report to me or Fi immediately for medical care. Is that understood?”
“Yes, sir.”
“You are not made less because you need help. You are part of this squad– You’re no use to me dead. Speak up next time.” With that, Niner exits your quarters, leaving you with a peculiar feeling of warmth and questions you dared not ask.
The Separatist base shook with another explosion, this one much closer than the last, and debris flew down the corridor behind you. You raced after Darman and Atin with the others, everyone limping, bruised and battered from one too many close calls, but were spurred on by the imminent destruction of the Separatist base.
“Now that you’re done rearranging the architecture, Darman– Give me a sitrep.”
“Got some heat on our shebs, but we’re upright and breathing, Sarge.” 
“Get to the extraction point–” the next words were cut out with static, “we’re done here.”
“On our way, sir.”
The squad moves in tandem, eyes darting in every direction and blaster bolts flying to take out the pursuing droid forces. The terrain is rocky, cliffs high on either side dropping loose rocks over your heads. Once both teams neared the extraction point, a clearing surrounded by various rock formations, the droids redoubled their efforts, pulling out higher grade explosives and plasma rockets. Blaster bolts fly in all directions and explosions litter the area behind you, “Things are getting shaky, Sarge!” You shout over comms as you run.
Niner’s voice crackles back in response, “Double-time it, then! Get your shebs to the extraction point!”
Soon after, Niner and the rest of the squad come into view guarding the perimeter, he motions to you directing everyone past him. “Go! I’m right behind you!”
You run, glancing quickly behind you watching as Niner goes to follow after you. Just then a sniper-droid’s shot lands, piercing into a weak point in his armor and causing him to double over. You stop in your tracks and another explosion shakes the ground, followed by the cracking, crumbling sound of falling rocks. You don’t hesitate, ignoring Niner’s order to run, instead you engage the energy shield on your vambrace to its highest setting and run, tackling Niner to the ground, pushing him out of the path of the falling rocks. It works, to a point. You are both out of the direct path of the rocks and don’t get hit directly, but land in a small depression in the ground. The rocks collapse all around you, closing in over top of you leaving little room, and little air. The only thing keeping you from being crushed, is your energy shield. You know it isn’t designed to withstand this level of weight and pressure, so it won’t last forever. You hold your position, angled over Niner, with your arm positioned above you, shield active, with the pressure of tons of rock slowly crushing you. 
 “I told you to run.”
“That was before you got shot and nearly flattened by rocks. You’re welcome, by the way.”
“You disobeyed a direct order.”
“Mission parameters changed. Happens all the time.”
“It was reckless and stupid. You and the rest of the squad would be off planet right now if you’d followed orders.”
“You really think we would’ve left here without you?” You pause, the shock of realization running through you, “Oh– You do. Niner–Sir, our squad is nothing without you. At least, I know I wouldn't be here if it weren’t for you.”
“Heh– You’ve always been too hard on yourself. I’m not the reason you’ve come this far. That’s all you. But if we get out of this– Follow my kriffing orders.”
“Yes, sir…" You roll your eyes and sigh, "Now you should rest, we don’t know how long we’ll be in here and I’d rather not die by suffocation.”
The medbay is bright white and sterile, with constant sounds of monitors beeping, medical droids speaking in their robotic tones, and GAR Medics attending to their myriad of patients. You were laid up in your medical bed, forced to submit to periodical scannings and medical applications as you recovered from your mission. Niner had been cleared only a few days prior, as you had taken the brunt of the damage holding up the crushing weight of rocks that closed you and Niner in. You did not remember how long you’d been stuck there, only the blinding light as your Squad dug you from the rubble and the blessed bliss of darkness as you finally succumbed to exhaustion.
“You’re actually in the Medbay, and I didn’t even have to threaten to sedate you.” Niner leaned against the wall across from your bed, offering you a slight smirk.
You huffed a laugh followed by a wince at the sharp pain it caused, “What can I say, you’re pretty convincing when I’m exhausted and can’t think straight.”
“So getting you exhausted is the key to getting you to actually take care of yourself?” He chuckled, a warm, low rumble that you never tired of hearing.
Your eyes widen and you choke out, “That’s certainly one way…”
A few moments of silence followed, an interesting electric tension hovering between you, and Niner crosses the room to pull up a stool and sit next to your bed. His face softens in a way you’ve rarely seen as he speaks, “You scared me for a while. I wasn’t sure you’d make it–”
“I did make it though. Besides, you would’ve been fine without me.”
“No.” He shakes his head and looks down at the floor, “No I don’t think I would be.”
“I don’t– Niner, I don’t understand.” There was another tense moment before he responds.
“I’ve lost a lot of people, a lot of brothers, and I don’t think I could handle losing you, too.”
“Niner– You didn’t lose me. I’m right here.”
“I–I know. So I need you to promise you’ll be more careful, since I can’t count on you to follow orders.” He glances back up at you, a light playful smile on his lips.
You couldn’t help but smile in return, “The situation changed, Niner!” You sigh, he was right, as much as you hated to admit it, “But I will try to be more careful. Promise.”
“See that you do. Rest up. I need you out there.”
He stands up and makes his way to leave but hesitates and turns to regard you once more. He opens his mouth but seems to think better of it, nods, and leaves the medbay.
You made your way to Niner’s quarters, data pad in hand with proof of your medical clearance to return to duty. You stand at attention at the door waiting for the sensor to approve your entrance, clenching and unclenching your hands against the unexpected nerves you feel. It’s Niner! You shouldn’t be nervous. What was wrong with you?
The door opens with a ‘chk’ and you step inside, “Sir?” You wait for Niner to nod before continuing, “I've recovered and I've been cleared for duty.”
He shakes his head– was that disappointment on his face?- “Hmm. I’m not sure I’m ready to let you back out there yet.”
Your brow furrows in confusion and you resist shifting uncomfortably from one foot to the other, “Niner– Here’s my medical report. I’ve been cleared.” You hold out the data pad to him.
He approaches to stand very close, intimately close, takes the data pad from your hand and places it on his desk without more than a glance. “If you’re going back out there then we need to set something straight.” His hand comes up, grabbing your chin between his thumb and forefinger, and tilts your face up.
You suck in a breath, holding it in heated anticipation. Your reply is breathy, “Oh, such as?”
He closes his eyes, as if savoring the moment, “I need you to tell me not to kiss you.” 
“What?”
His voice is low, and the gruff rumble hits you in a wave that leaves you shaky, “I've wanted to kiss you since you came barreling into my life. Problem is, if I do, I don't think I'll be able to stop.”
You sigh, leaning into the touch of his hands, one now on your waist, the other still holding your chin firmly in place, “And what if I want you to kiss me?”
The smirk on his face gave you all the answer you needed, “Then who am I to refuse?”
He leans in and captures your mouth with his own, it’s a hungry, needy kiss and your body responds before you can think. You sigh as he pulls you closer, flush against him, and deepens the kiss. You now understand why he hesitated, because now that he was kissing you, finally, desperately kissing you, you never wanted him to stop.
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kaminocasey · 9 months
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Omega Squad Headcanons
A/N: I'm still not convinced I'm great at HCs lol. But here are my inner thoughts for the Omega boys. I miss them always. And love them with my entire heart and soul!
Warnings: 18+ Always. Minors DNI; Some Fluff, some smut. A little mixture.
Niner bought a ring right after your first date. He was in love and prepared to settle down right then and there. 
Atin and Fi gave him so much shit for months. 
When Niner proposed, you obviously said yes. But you also knew because Fi is TERRIBLE at keeping secrets. 
Niner is a “my wife” kind of guy. Talks about you ALL the time. Never shuts up about you. 
(@rebelsriley says: Knows nothing about sex. Doesn’t care. Eager to learn.) 
You take the lead a lot. The first time he saw you fully naked, he nearly cried because he thought you were a literal angel.
Fi, though… He didn’t think he’d ever get to settle down. Honestly, he wasn’t even sure he wanted to settle down until he met you. 
Your ability to crack jokes and keep up with his humor nearly brought him to his knees.
Darman still teases Fi that you’re funnier. 
The first time you ever made him laugh, all three of his brothers kept giving him knowing smirks but he tried his best to ignore them. 
One night, the two of you were sitting on the edge of a building, overlooking Coruscant, one of Fi’s favorite views, only second to you, you were teasing each other and the way you looked at him, gave him courage to finally kiss you. 
“Atin and Darman have a running bet that you wouldn’t ever get the courage to do that.” You look up at him, amused.
“I hope you bet on my side.” He acts scandalized. 
You chuckle and hop up. “I always bet on the winning side.” 
He smirks to himself for a minute and then glances after you. “That means you bet on me, right?” 
You bite your lip with a chuckle as Fi gets up to follow you.
“...Right?” He asks again and you burst into a fit of giggles.  
You and Atin argue a lot. Not in a toxic way. But in a both stubborn kind of way. Atin does mean stubborn in Mando’a, afterall. 
The first time you fuck, it’s in a back alley because he dragged you back there to argue away from the group. 
But you ended up kissing him and he pushed you up against the wall and then deepened the kiss and made you get yourself worked up, grinding on his thigh. 
When he kissed you back, you laughed and said “I knew it.” to which he responded “Shut up. No you did not.” And then fucked you. 
Darman was intimidated by you when he first met you. 
You argued with Atin on his behalf one time and he saw stars in his eyes.
While he can definitely hold his own, he was touched that you came to his defense.
When you finally told him how you felt, he felt like his brain was short circuiting.
“Are… are you sure?” He tilts his head.
“Yes, I’m sure.” You smile at him and his entire body goes warm and fuzzy. “Do… you like me?” 
“I do. Very much.”
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galaxyofjedi · 7 months
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elthadriel · 4 months
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Clone Bang promo post!! 🎉
Team 12: Writer: @elthadriel (Ao3) Artist: @weatherbane Beta: @lyntergalactic
Posting on January 22 to the Clone Bang collection on Ao3!
@clonebang
Fortunate Son
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Rating: M
Relationships: Niner & Omega Squad, Niner & Kal, Niner & Etain, background relationships, background cloneships
Tags: Aroace!Niner; queer themes; coming out; Etain lives; Kal’s A+ parenting; unhealthy family dynamics; homophobia, acephobia, and sexism from Kal
Summary: The war is over and Niner and Darman have rejoined the rest of Omega at Kyrimorut. Niner struggles to make sense of why the idea of marriage is so unappealing to him, his place within his squad in peacetime, and his rapidly cooling opinion of Kal Skirata.
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“It’s good to have you back,” Corr says and hugs Niner firmly enough that he can feel it hard even through his armour.
It’s good to be back, even if it doesn’t quite feel like back. The swaying grass and promised domesticity feels like stepping off a larty and realising his chute is jammed. He’s not sure he belongs here. He is sure he belongs with his squad, and they wanted to come here. 
Not that staying with the Empire was all that appealing either.
Fi tilts his head and looks over the reuniting couple. Dar’s put her down but they’re still not finished greeting each other. Is kissing supposed to be that loud?
“Years since we talked properly and he’s too busy licking her tonsils to even say hello,” Fi grumbles good-naturedly. “What’s a vod need to do to get a hug around here?”
“You aren’t as pretty as she is,” Corr says, and elbows Fi. Fi squawks in protest. Atin looks at Niner and then rolls his eyes in a way that suggests this is a dynamic that Niner better get used to. Niner’s just glad they’re getting along; it could have gone very differently. 
Skirata appears without the limp that Niner so associates with him. His arrival is enough to finally part Darman and Etain. Skirata clasps Darman’s shoulder, and Darman’s back straightens as little as he’s guided over to Niner and the others.
“It’s good to have you both back,” Skirata says, and then looks at Niner. “You had us worried, son.”
Niner nods, and feels his own posture correcting itself. It feels like a light scolding, like the ones he used to get back on Kamino. Not the sort when he’d truly screwed  up, but when Skirata was loudly disappointed at him. 
Etain hovers close by, Skirata between her and Darman. 
“It’s good to see you again, ma’am,” Niner says to her. Skirata's smile slips and Niner ignores it. 
Etain smiles, and it’s a far cry from the tentative sort of smiles she used to give when they’d met on Qiilura; she’s grown a lot. “Etain,” she corrects him. 
“Etain,” he repeats.
“We should get you boys settled in,” Skirata says. “I’m sure the Empire wasn’t feeding you.”
“I don’t mind rations,” Darman says. He manages to get around Skirata and takes Etain’s hand. “But I wouldn’t mind getting settled.” He hesitates, the loud kind of hesitation that has Fi pulling a face that no one but Niner can see. “How’s Kad?”
“He’s—” Etain starts.
“Looks just like you, son,” Skirata says. “He’s with Besany. I’m sure he’ll be delighted to see you.”
“You should come meet Parja,” Fi says, falling into step besides Niner, following after Darman and Skirata, with Etain awkwardly a step behind the pair. “She’s great. You’ll love her.”
“If she’s keeping you in line I’m sure we’ll get along fine,” Niner says, and it’s enough to have Fi launching into a rambling monologue about his wife. Niner’s happy for him. He is. Fi’s got everything he wanted, and he deserves that. That’s three of them married now, and with how much women seem to love Corr it’ll probably be four sooner rather than later.
Niner’s not sure where that leaves him.
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mamuzzy · 4 months
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I didn't plan doing any christmas related fanart stuff originally because I tend to be a bitter anxious grumpy mushroom around holidays and birthdays... and namedays... and anniversaries... and- but my gf inspired me to do it anyway and this project stared at me since summer from the WIP purgatory sooooo... Fi wants to have everyone to have peaceful holidays with [dope music], full belly, full of clones, and without conflicts. Enjoy :))))
ALSO LOOK WHAT MY GF DID FOR ME!!!!!!! She got inspired by my WIP back then, so she made it happen and then I got inspired by her tonight, shit even I got christmas spirit from this!!!!!
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sevdidntdie · 7 months
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Where are the other Skiratas in Legacy of the Force
Ok so I knoww it isn't canon and we only ever see Jaing and Mird and hear about Levet. oh right and spar's dead.
But where are the other Skiratas??? like fi and atin and corr and dar and niner and delta and the NULLS. oh and sull.
ok since i'm horribly optimistic and don't want anyone to die here's what i think
Dar's living out the good life, retired hopefully, if we go by Karen Traviss's plan for the book she never wrote
Niner's settling down somewhere nice, having kids and all
Fi helps Parja with her shop and maybe establishes a full corporation in Mandalore, with Rav's help.
Atin and Laseema--ok look idk what to say abt the couples rlly...
Corr and Jilka --I honestly never wouldve shipped them but ok, maybe they go off somewhere, I feel like Jilka would want to go back out in the galaxy, instead of being stuck on Mandalore.
Delta probably would never desert; while I dearly want them to I have a terrible feeling they'll end up as the nucleus of the Rebellion-era 501st. I saw a fic once where Boss was one of the ones fighting on Hoth with Vader.
ok now the NULLS:
Prudii I feel like would stay at home and be a hacker and help out randos
Kom'rk would be a bounty hunter I think
Mereel would definitely be a bounty hunter too
Jaing we saw.
Ordo becomes the leader of the Skiratas, obviously, with Besany
A'den I feel like would be Rebellion-type material, since he was mostly in the field and stuff. we didn't see enough of him.
Sull probably goes rogue and becomes a merc or smth. like honestly. remember how he was in true colors? ain't never gonna live a peaceful life like that.
OMG I FORGOT Yayax... well...bc they're such good builders they'll form a nice construction company and work with Parja and Fi to expand the infrastructure. Maybe when Boba comes back and they find that beskar mine, Yayax Construction will be the first to occupy it and start mining.
THE SERGEANTS: Rav retires hopefully and helps Yayax with their business. Vau and Skirata die of old age I mean honestly they're their age. Wad'e makes a school of besbev players and passes down his mantle to someone else and retires. Mij and Qail marry and have a put-together family with Scout like Clive, Astri, and Lune's.
Jusik marries New Brainwashed (literally) Arla and teaches Kad jedi stuff.
what are your ideas? i wanna hear you guys opinions
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curlygirlybitchachos · 6 months
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Clone Reader
*Fives, Echo and Y/n at '79s*
Fives: I dare you!
Y/n: for what? *drinks his cocktail*
Echo: Fives please don't. The last time you do that we went to jail..
Fives: I dare you to kiss one of the Commandos!
Echo: oh fierfek....
*Y/n looks at the Omegas, then stands up*
Echo: Y/n...Y/n stop!
* Y/n looks at Fi, kisses the life out of him, winks, then leaves *
Darman: the fuck was that?
Niner: F'ika are you alright?
Fi, already up: where did the pretty boy go??
~meanwhile~
Echo: I can't believe you did it... I thought he would kill you.
Y/n: I'm a handsome fella. And a rich one too. *looks at Fives*
Fives: I thought he would smack you. It was supposed to be fun...
*somebody tackles Y/n to the floor*
Echo: what the...
Atin, to his comm: I got the man! *picks Y/n up* I hope Fi finally shut his goddam mouth. * goes away *
Echo: we should help.... *Fives puts his hand on his shoulder*
Fives: my money was worth it...
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fandom-friday · 6 days
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Greetings Oh Glorious Karrde!
I come to you once more with Rec's a plenty!
@the-rain-on-kamino has not only given us a heart achingly sweet Commander Cody Fic with Time After Time (and yes you must sing the title) But also a new Clone Commando series with the Omega Squad in Off the Grid. Plus the most Romantic looking stroll through Pabu . Ma gurl got us covered!
@daimyosprincess has hit us with not one but TWO Boba AU's and LORD! The sweetness that is This tender love contrast with the Short but HOLYSHITE-ness of Worth the Risk.
@pickleprickle with Chapters 2 and 3 of Shattered Sunrise with Mace (The head badass himself) Windu... I may be bias.
On the Art Side of things
@snw-faatuatua Did this AMAZING Art of Hunter with traditional Moko facial tattoo. I literally can't get over how cool this is!
@boggsart is doing some awesome stuff with their Republic Troopers art but I gotta send in our boys in blue with the 501st
For all my Boba girlies (gn) on here come take a look @mrs2224 and this lovely rendition of a young Boba. Just in general go check it out!
@pinkiemme with the band batch, aka all our favorite men on the stage and KILLING IT! plus music!!
@bobafettdaily with this cool gif set kia kaha, kia maia, kia manawanui
On the not Star Wars side:
@the-californicationistcal has me in a tizzy with Riptide. uh yeah grumpy military guys... I have a type.
@bluegiragi has an entire COD 141 monster AU that has me hanging on every pannel of the comic. I will caution that it is Cannon typical violence. but the origin story for The Wraith is so cool and the Art is just... go check it out.
I have a few others but I'm still finishing up with reading but will send along ASAP! Much love and Happy Reading! (Pictured below me racing every week to put in the recs)
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This is SUCH A GREAT LIST! Love the variety, both within the Star Wars universe and outside of it. As always, THANK YOU dear friend for putting such a big list together and taking the time to send it in! APPRECIATE YOU AND ALL THESE RECS!
Participate in Fandom Friday to show your favorite creators from this week some love! :)
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totally-not-your-babe · 4 months
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THEY ARRIVED!!!!!
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LOOK AT THEM!!!!! (Hungarian versions)
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I FINALLY HAVE THEM ALL!
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This truly made my day 🥹🥹🥹
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kaminocasey · 11 months
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In the Moonlight
Summary: You accidentally let it slip you "Used to" have feelings for Niner. Your partner Fi doesn't seem so bothered by it.
Pairing: Niner x Reader x Fi (Clones from Omega Squad in the Republic Commando Series)
Warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI; SMUT, Angst, drinking, threesome (mfm) (no clonecest), unprotected p in v (wrap it up, friends), oral (f and m receiving)
WC: 3.8K
A/N: My love for Omega Squad is unreal. Seriously. These books are incredible. Listened to the song "Moonlight" by Kali Uchis while writing it. ALSO: I HAVEN'T FINISHED BOOK 3 TRUE COLORS YET, so no spoilers lmao. I've just been working on this since I read Hard Contact lmao. I realize that not a lot of people aren’t gonna know the Republic Commando boys and that's okay, I just strongly urge you to read them bc they're literally SO good.
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“Cyar’ika… Please come back.” Niner’s deep voice is behind you, following you out of 79s.
Your chest tightens at the term of endearment, but you ignore him, knowing that if you look at him… at those big brown eyes… you’ll end up cracking… and breaking… You should’ve known better than to get drunk with Niner… that’s on you.
“Get back here now.” He practically commands you.
“Or what?” You spit back, continuing to walk away. 
You definitely weren’t expecting his fingers around your wrist. And you definitely weren’t expecting him to spin you around and pull you against his chest, only to gently grab your chin to look up at him. It’s too close… It’s too intimate… It’s too much. The flutter in your stomach is too much.
“You really don’t like to listen, do you?” He muses.
You shrug, jerking your chin away from his strong fingers. “Let go of me.”
It’s a warning. With a sigh, he releases you. 
“I wish you’d just talk to me…” He murmurs. 
You couldn’t talk to him… Not when you felt like this. Not when he feels like this. You start to walk away again, not wanting to stick around to talk. 
“You need to tell Fi.” He calls out. 
Like hell you did. “Kiss my ass, sarge.” 
When you get in the cab, you head back to the barracks, knowing you’re definitely not going to be able to sleep now. 
You’d drunkenly, and stupidly you might add, told Niner that you’d wanted him first… when you first became a pilot. He was who you wanted. But he was distant and weary of you, so you eventually just let it go. You let him go. Or so you thought…
Fi had taken an instant interest in you, always flirting and teasing. How could you say no? You fell pretty quick for Fi. But there was always that little tiny part in the back of your head that just couldn’t let Niner go. 
“You’re back.” Fi looks up from his bunk, delighted, the blue glow of his datapad lighting up his handsome face. “Did you and Sarge have a good time?”
You wordlessly crawl over him in between him and the wall, snuggling into his side. “Too tired…”
He chuckles, placing a soft, sweet kiss to your forehead. “Well, we can talk about it in the morning.”
“Don’t want to.” You accidentally let slip out. 
You dummy… Why couldn’t you have just said goodnight?
“What? Why?” He tosses his datapad to the end of the bunk and looks down at you. “Did something happen?”
You hear the door open and Fi turns his head, finding Niner strolling in. He must’ve gotten a cab right after you. You try to look away, but Fi catches on.
You’re grateful right then that Darman and Atin are gone, doing who knows what for the night.
“What happened?” Fi asks Niner.
“Did you tell him?” Niner asks, thinking that the answer is going to be yes.
“No.” You groan, hiding your face behind your hands.
“I used to like you, you know.” You chuckle.
Niner’s eyebrows raise up. “Did you?”
“I did.” You nod. 
“But Fi-”
“Before Fi… it was you.” You murmur, taking a sip of your drink. 
“I had an inkling.” He apologizes in a way.
“Oh. Great.” You shrug.
“Why didn’t you say-”
“Because I thought you didn’t approve of me… I was a pilot and not a clone and you weren’t the most warm person…”
“Fi was.”
You nod. Fi was the most warm. Still is.
“I’m sorry… if I could-” He murmurs.
“Don’t…” You whisper, shaking your head, unable to look at him. 
“If I could, I would do something about it.” He continues anyway.
You look at him now. “Like get rid of me?”
He smiles, softly. “Like tell you that I love you, too.” 
You nearly drop your drink, confused. Love? Why would he say this now, knowing that your heart lies with Fi… with his vode? 
Angrily, you get up and start toward the door, leaving the bar. Walking away from him… 
Fi looks between you and Niner, eyes begging for someone to tell him what’s going on. How are you supposed to tell the love of your life that you were in love with his brother before him? What if he thinks that you only chose him as a backup when that’s not what happened at all? What if he doesn’t look at you the same way again? Are you prepared to lose Fi? The answer is no. But the look on his face is so heartbreaking that you know that you just can’t lie to him.
“I…” You start, quietly, sitting up on the edge of the bunk, looking up at Fi. 
Why would Niner do this to you? Why would he put you in this position?
Because he loves you and he knows that you still love him… 
Fi kneels down beside you, looking at you, softly. “Cyar’ika… you know you can tell me anything.” 
“I know…” You nod, trying to breathe. 
Fi hands you a canteen with water in it and you take a sip and then a large gulp, just trying to figure out what to say. Honestly, the moment is incredibly sobering.
You sit the canteen down on the floor and look at Niner, who’s sitting in his bunk across from Fi’s. “Before I fell in love with you… I was in love with Niner…”
Fi lets a chuckle slip and you look up at him with furrowed brows. “I already know this. The whole squad knows this.” 
Well, that’s embarrassing.
“A part of me… still does.” You murmur. “Love him, that is… And he loves me too…”
“Is that what this is about? You scared me… I thought something serious happened.” Fi kisses you on the forehead and sits next to you. 
“You’re not angry?” You ask him, confused.
“Of course not.” He rests an arm around your shoulders, pulling you to him and then looking up at Niner. “I’m honestly surprised it took you this long to tell her, Sarge.”
“I don’t understand…” You pull away to look at him. 
“You still love me, right?” Fi smiles.
“Of course.” You nod. “More than anything.”
“And you love Sarge, here, too.” Fi’s smile doesn’t falter even a little bit.
This is the most confusing night of your life. 
“Right…” You murmur, looking over at Niner and find that he’s actually smiling at you.
Your chest tightens at the sight.
“So… we share you…?” Fi suggests, looking between you and Niner.
Your eyes return to your partner. 
“You’d really be okay with that?” You ask him.
“We’re vode… we’ve probably shared worse.” Fi chuckles.
That’s both somehow endearing and gross. 
“There’s no probably about it. We definitely have.” Niner chuckles.
Fi smirks and then looks at you again. “If that’s something you want, then I’m alright with it. All I want is for you to be happy, cyar’ika.” 
Fi would do anything for you. There’s no question about it. He’s absolutely the love of your life. Your whole world. But it still felt like something was missing. 
You suppose that something is Niner.
Squeezing Fi’s hand, you lean over and kiss him. He smiles sweetly when you pull away and then looks over at Niner. 
“Well, what do you say, Sarge?” He asks.
“I’m grateful to even be in your presence.” Niner smiles brightly at you and your chest tightens again. 
Fi nods for Niner to go to you and when your sergeant slides off his bunk, settling between your legs, your breath hitches in your throat. 
“Is… this okay?” Niner murmurs.
When you nod, he slides his warm calloused hands over your bare thighs, your dress sliding up slightly. Niner takes notice and looks like he’s really holding back. Looking over at Fi one more time for a confirmation that he’s truly okay with this, you hold yourself back from touching the man on his knees in front of you.
“Go on, cyare. It’s alright.” He lets you go and leans against the bunk post to watch you with nonjudgmental eyes. 
You turn back toward your sergeant and smile down at him as you slowly cup his face, memorizing each detail and scar to memory. The way that his eyes follow yours until they settle on your lips. He waits for you to lean in, something completely unlike Niner, who usually is a first move kind of guy. 
His hands never leave your thighs as you lean in slowly, brushing your lips against his, making his eyes flutter shut. He lets out the softest sigh, and it’s clear to you that he really and truly wants this. He wants you. 
Your hands slide into his hair, tugging ever so slightly, enough to make him moan. Unable to help but smirk against his lips, you tug again and his grip on your thighs tightens. 
“Careful, mesh’la.” Niner warns you, opening his eyes to slide his hands up to your hips. 
Letting out a soft laugh, you look back over at Fi who’s smiling kindly at you. There really is no jealousy inside of him, is there? How could one person be so kind and loving? 
You reach over for Fi’s black shirt, grabbing the fabric and pulling him to you so that he crushes his lips against, his hands automatically finding your hair and pulling your face closer. 
When you feel Niner’s lips on your neck, you melt instantly, groaning against Fi’s mouth. How is this real? How could you be this lucky? 
Niner’s mouth travels down quickly to your lap. “Lay back, sweetheart.” 
Fi guides you down to the bed but you can’t help but want to watch what Niner’s about to do to you, so you prop yourself up on your elbows, making eye contact with you. He grins immediately, taking his shirt off. 
“Truly not good at listening.” Niner playfully shakes his head.
You guide him back to you with your foot. “You already knew this, Sarge.”
“You have no fucking idea what it does to me when you call me ‘sarge’.” He groans.
“Ew. I call you ‘sarge’.” Fi teases.
Niner shoots Fi a silencing look and then pulls your underwear down, tossing them to the floor and then pushes your dress up. You’re eternally grateful that Darman is with Etain and Atin is with Laseema right then.  
“Take her dress off, Fi.” Niner commands him. 
Fi listens and helps you out of your dress, slipping it over your body and then dropping it to the floor. Niner groans softly at the sight of you and an instant boost of confidence washes over you so you sit up and pull Niner in for a kiss. 
“Pretty girl.” Niner whispers against your lips. 
With a soft whimper against his lips, you run your hands through his hair, pulling him as close as possible. 
“Already fucking addicted to your taste.” He groans.
“Wait til you taste her pussy.” You could hear Fi’s smirk as he talks. 
You look back at him and laugh. Fi sits up to kiss you again and Niner palms your breasts, squeezing and groping you in all the right places, making you whine with need. 
“I think I will.” Niner pulls your lower half down to his mouth and kisses your inner thigh, making you gasp into Fi’s mouth. 
You feel Niner’s warm breath flutter over your already wet warmth, knowing that this man could only be perfect at eating pussy. You still can’t fully comprehend how you got here, in between the two men you love. 
“You alright, cyar’ika?” Niner checks in before going further. 
“Perfect.” You pull away from Fi to promise him, smiling. 
He licks a warm wet stripe up your folds and your hand automatically flies to Niner’s hair again as you groan loudly. He chuckles softly and you glance down at him. 
“Don’t you laugh at me.” You huff, breathlessly.
“Not laughing at you, sweetheart. I’m laughing because Fi was right.” He squeezes your thighs on either side of his head. “You taste fucking incredible.”
“I’m always right, actually.” Fi grins widely at you and you grip his shirt as Niner licks into your desperate cunt, building up your orgasm, already threatening to send you over the edge. 
You’ve waited so long for this. You need it to last longer.
“Niner… stop. I’m gonna cum…” You whimper, trying to pull away.
Niner looks up at Fi, confused. “She normally want you to stop so she doesn’t cum?” 
Fi shakes his head, just as confused as Niner is. 
“What’s wrong, cyare?” Fi, brushes his lips against your bare shoulder.
You’re shaking slightly from the nerves of it all. “Nothing… I just… I want to cum a certain way with you, Niner…” 
“Oh, sweetheart.” Niner brushes his fingers gently across your cheek, smiling up at you. “Lead the way.”
You pull him up on the bed with you and Fi and Fi moves to the end of the bed to give you and Niner a little space, clearly happy to watch. You guide Niner down onto his back, his head hitting your pillow. His eyes flutter shut as he breathes in.
“I guess now it’s my turn to ask if you’re okay?” You tease, straddling his lap and running your fingers down his bare chest. 
His hands find your bare hips, digging into your soft flesh. “I’m great. Your pillow just smells like you and it really hit me.” 
Maker, he’s so sweet when he wants to be. You lean down and kiss him again, both of you moaning softly against each other. He reaches around you and pulls his hardened length out of his pants, and you can’t help but sneak a look, raising your eyebrows at the sheer girth of him. You’d expect nothing less from Niner. 
“Fuck…” You whisper and then look back at his face.
“You sure you wanna be on top, baby?” He teases.
“I’m already here.” You shrug, making him and Fi laugh. 
“My girl doesn’t back down from a challenge.” Fi grins proudly at you.
You lift up slightly and then start to line your entrance up with Niner’s cock. You spit in your hand and then give his large cock a few pumps, getting his length wet enough. He groans loudly, gripping your hips so roughly you’re sure you’re gonna bruise. But you can’t bring yourself to care, you want to be reminded of tonight. What if they wake up tomorrow and realize that they don’t want to share? What if this is just in the heat of a horny moment? 
You attempt to get out of your head by sinking down on Niner’s cock, and both of you gasp so sharply that you can only look at each other. Niner closes the distance and pulls you down onto him and you can’t help but clench around him already. 
“Fuck…” You both murmur. 
“Fi…” You whisper, holding your hand out for him to come back. 
“I’m right here, baby.” Fi smiles, coming back and kissing your neck. “You good?” 
You can only nod your head, words failing. How do you explain just how good your partner’s brother’s cock feels? You just can’t. 
“Words, cyar’ika. Use ‘em.” Niner grits. 
“I’m good…” You whisper. “I’m good.”
“Permission to fuck you now?” Niner asks, looking up at you. 
“Since when… do you… ask for things?” You tease him.
You can see the look in his eyes darken and you gulp. “Move Fi.” 
Fi chuckles. “Oh, cyare. You’re in for it now.” 
“Huh?” You don’t have time to even finish the word because Niner has you flipped over on your back and somehow is able to push even further into you, causing all the air to momentarily leave your lungs. 
“Fuck you feel so good.” Niner buries his face in your neck, breathing you in as he finds your hands, pinning them to the bed by your head.
You wrap your legs around his waist. “Please… Sarge… I need you.” 
“I know, sweetheart. Don’t worry. I’m gonna give it to you.” He pulls away from your neck to look you in the face.
You know he’s just checking on you again but you need him to move or you feel like you may combust. 
“Maker, baby… you’re soaking the sheets.” Fi notices. 
And that’s when Niner starts to pull out, just to push back in and your eyes roll back in your head. You’re absolutely sure you see stars just from that one thrust. 
“Fi, come look at this.” Niner chuckles darkly, thrusting again and again. “Got her to shut up finally. All she needed was her sargeant’s cock. Isn’t that right, baby?” 
You whimper, unable to form a coherent word. Niner and Fi both chuckle again as Niner starts to pick up his thrusting, angling you perfectly so that his cock goes as far as possible into you. You’re not so sure anyone has ever been able to reach as deep into you like this. Not even Fi, as much as you love him. 
“Maker, you are soaked.” Niner pulls your face to look up at him, meeting his eyes. “All for me and Fi, huh?” 
You nod, weakly. 
“That’s right sweetheart. Doing so fucking good.” Niner leans down and kisses you quickly. “Alright, Fi. It’s time for her to cum.” 
Your eyes quickly meet your partner’s eyes and he smiles down at you, proudly. 
“Aye, sarge.” Fi’s fingers find your clit and you gasp and whine, writhing against Niner, making him groan again as you clench tightly around him. 
“You wanna cum on my cock, baby?” Niner kisses your neck as he releases your hands so he can pull back to sit up on his knees, still fully sheathed inside of you. 
“Please…” You murmur, looking at both men with equal need. “Fi- want your cock too… Please.”
“Since you asked so nicely, cyare.” Fi leans down to kiss you before situating himself on his knees near your head so that he can start to press his cock to your lips. 
You relax your jaw and eagerly take his cock as far as he’ll allow you. Fi’s been so gracious this whole time, he deserves more attention. 
“Maker, I love you.” Fi caresses your hair, praising you sweetly. “So perfect for us.”
You hum around his length as you bob your head over his length in time with Niner’s thrusts, which are starting to speed up a bit as Fi continues to rub your clit so perfectly. The warm feeling starts to pool low in your stomach and you can’t help but clench again for Niner. 
“That’s it. She’s so fucking close.” Niner grins down at you. 
“Oh, sweet girl. Are you gonna finish all over our sergeant's cock?” Fi teases you.
You nod around his cock as Niner decides to pick you up slightly so he can slam into you at a more unforgiving pace, the slapping sounds filling the barracks so perfectly, it’s almost deafening, besides both men’s moans and soft grunts.
“Sorry, Fi.” Niner grunts as he pulls you away from Fi’s cock so that he can pull you up into his arms, picking you and slamming you down on his cock so that all you can do is go limp in his arms as he fucks up into you. 
All you can do is whimper and moan, no words able to form, as Niner buries his face in your neck as he unforgivingly pounds into you. 
“Come on, baby. I know you wanna cum like this. Then I can fill this perfect cunt up with my own cum.” Niner grits through his teeth, very clearly trying to hold back so he doesn’t finish before you. “Do you want my cum?” 
You nod with pathetic whines, trying to beg for him. 
“She makes the prettiest sounds, doesn’t she?” Fi’s behind you now, pulling your face toward his so he can swallow your sounds with his kiss and his other arm wraps around you so that his fingers can bring you closer to your finish line.  
“Fuck yeah, she does.” Niner agrees. 
The way they talk about you and Fi rubbing your clit so fucking perfectly is what does it, sending you over your edge, making you throw your head back against Fi’s shoulder. You make eye contact with Niner as you cum all over his cock, coating him with your essence that he finally lets go and fills you up with himself. He groans roughly as he grips your hips tightly and you start to feel the soreness in them as you come down from the absolute sex high. 
When you feel Fi pull away, you feel something trailing down your back and realize that Fi finished when you and Niner did, except it’s all over your bare back and you can’t help but laugh. 
“I’m so sorry, sweetheart.” Fi murmurs with a chuckle as he cleans you with a wet towel. 
“Don’t be.” You pant slightly, pulling him in for a kiss. 
Niner is still buried inside of you and you’re not really ready to pull away just yet. You think he understands because as soon as Fi runs to the fresher, Niner pulls you in for another passionate kiss and you find yourself just as addicted to his taste as he thinks he is to yours. Resting your foreheads together, you close your eyes. Until he starts to  pull away slightly.
“Don’t pull out.” You whisper. “Please.”
“Alright, I won’t.” Niner promises you as he pulls you down to the bed, still inside of you.
He lays against the wall with you in his arms, making room for Fi to join when he’s done. You suspect that Fi’s giving you a moment of privacy with Niner to talk. 
“So, what now?” You murmur. 
“Well, for what it’s worth, I think we’ve wasted enough time not being together and as long as you’ll have me, I’m not going anywhere.” He murmurs, kissing you again.
You smile against his lips, believing him. “Until your next mission.” 
“Yeah, but you’ll be right there waiting, right?” His calloused fingers brush across your soft cheek.
“Until you come back to me.” You smile.
“Which I promise to keep doing.” He smiles right back.
“Both of us will.” Fi’s soft voice is behind you as he climbs into the bunk with you, resting his hand on your hip and squeezing gently before placing a kiss to your shoulder blade. You kiss both of them once more before drifting off into sleep, thinking about how lucky you are to get to experience this life with both of them. You just hope that their Kal’buir can make good on his promise and find Ko Sai in time so that you can experience a full life with them.
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roseaesynstylae · 1 day
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Star Wars: Republic Commando: Hard Contact, Chapter 2
"Clone personnel have free will, even if they do follow orders. If they couldn't think for themselves, we'd be better off with droids -- and they're a lot cheaper, too. They have to be able to respond to situations we can't imagine. Will that change them in ways we can't predict? Perhaps. But they have to be mentally equipped to win wars. Now thaw these men out. They have a job to do.
-- Jedi Master Arligan Zey, intelligence officer"
I'm going to add any of these...I'm not sure what these extracts at the beginning of the chapters are properly called, but I'll add them whenever they're interesting.
Zey's comment about the clones reminds me of the line from Andor. "We're cheaper than droids, and easier to replace." The difference here is that while clones are more expensive and harder to replace than droids, they're superior.
And yes, Master Zey, it did change them in unexpected ways.
"It didn't feel so bad to be revived after stasis. He was still a commando. They hadn't reconditioned. That meant -- that meant he'd performed to expected standards at Geonosis. He'd done well. He felt positive."
The implication that "under-performing" clones are brainwashed, at best, is one of the Traviss's additions that I genuinely like, emphasizing the cold detachment of the Kaminoans before they become prominent in the series. It's also just a terrifying idea.
"Darman was careful not to stare -- even though any eye movement was disguised by his helmet -- because Jedi knew things without having to see. His instructors had told him so. Jedi were omniscient, omnipotent, and to be obeyed at all times."
And here we see the official beginning of the Jedi-Bashing count. It's subtler here, but it keeps popping up in ways that are unmistakable in the context of the series' attitude toward the Jedi Order. In multiple cases, such as this one, lines that wouldn't make me bat an eye in a different book, (or more accurately, a different author), but make me grit my teeth here.
The way this specific paragraph is written is very similar to how I'd write a passage from the POV of a character who thinks the antagonist is a good person, or is brainwashed, but I want to make it clear what's really going on. Only in this case, it isn't portraying, say, a Sith cult, but the Jedi Order, which is devoted to helping others, enforcing justice, and studying the Force.
Jedi-Bashing: 1
"'This is your unit of four, then? A squad?' He seemed to be recalling a hurried lesson. 'Almost like a family?'"
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This might be a stretch, but I'm not cutting this series an iota of slack when it comes to the Jedi Order. The implication here seems to be "Oh look, the Jedi have no idea what a family is! It's so unnatural and wrong, not like the good, wholesome Mandalorians!" Am I being petty? Maybe. Does Kal Skirata ranting about baby-stealers get really fucking old really fucking fast? Definitely.
Jedi-Bashing: 2
"'My squad called me Atin," the wounded commando said.
Niner glanced at Fi but said nothing. Atin was Mandalorian for 'stubborn.'"
Okay, this bit is just funny.
"Darman -- a soldier able to withstand every privation in the field, and whose greatest fear was to whither from age rather than die in combat -- felt inexplicably uncomfortable at the idea of a Jedi having failings."
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Jedi-Bashing: 3
"Etain was neither a natural warrior nor a great charmer, but she was aware of her talent for spotting opportunities. It made up for a lot."
In this book, at least, I really like Etain. She's a good audience surrogate and her headspace is easier to get into than the other three narrators.
Jedi-Bashing: 3
Di'kut Count: 1
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Fortunate Son
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Rating: M Relationships: Niner & Omega Squad, Niner & Kal, Niner & Etain, background relationships, background cloneships Tags: Aroace!Niner; queer themes; coming out; Etain lives; Kal’s A+ parenting; unhealthy family dynamics; homophobia, acephobia, and sexism from Kal Summary: The war is over and Niner and Darman have rejoined the rest of Omega at Kyrimorut. Niner struggles to make sense of why the idea of marriage is so unappealing to him, his place within his squad in peacetime, and his rapidly cooling opinion of Kal Skirata. Read on Ao3
With stunning art from @weatherbane and beta'd by @lyntergalactic
Written for the @clonebang 2023!!
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