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HIIIIIIIIIIII🫨can I make a request for Anakin x Clone! Fem Reader with an Established Relatioship (particularly married) 🤭where she is switched to Obi Wans Squadron after being apart of Anakin's squadrons for a long time. Anakin isnt too happy about it so he tries to convince the council to keep you on his Battalion but it fails obviously 🙄 so when you come back from a mission he's all over you 🤭🤭

3 Weeks Is Too Long- Anakin Skywalker x Reader

Listen y’all I know they have bunk beds in the barracks but in this imagine everyone has a cabine or a dorm ish type room that they share. But Y/N gets her own room. Cuz you know what the Republic and the Empire did them dirty. They should’ve been given a nicer place to sleep for all the shit they went through. Also this is porn with a plot I’m sorry but also not hehehe. Ummmmmm let me know if you guys want more!

Warnings; There’s a bunch ummmmmmm do I remember all of them no but I will tell you what I do remember, Overstimulation, multiple orgasms, choking if you look hard enough, P in V, fingering, oral (M & F) ummm I think that’s it 😅. If you’re a minor don’t read.

MY REQUESTS ARE OPEN!!!!!!!!

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Anakin had woken up to an empty bed, the blanket covering his waist. His eyes scanned his room, you were already gone. This was a daily routine, but every once in a while he’d hoped you’d stay in bed with him longer. He craved your warmth, he craved your touch, he craved hearing the sound of your heart beat, or the rumble of laughter that echoed in his ears. But all of that came at the price of secrecy and your marriage. The love part was the easiest thing about the situation. Anakin couldn’t complain too much, with you being the only female clone to ever been created, you were stationed with his squadron. For that he was ever grateful for. It meant that you were constantly by his side, he could protect you, care for you and most importantly be with you. Of course it was hard to spend one on one time with him, at least your presence was around him. All he had to do was look at you and be okay.

Anakin had finished getting dressed, clipping his lightsaber onto his belt. Exiting his room heading for the Grand Republic Military Base. Anakin had assumed you’d spend your time preparing for a mission, or conversing with Rex or Ahsoka only if she had beaten him there, you were very close with them. You wouldn’t have it any other way, with them it made time go by faster. That’s what you’d tell Anakin especially when he’s bossy. In those moments he’d look at the three of you and threaten to separate you, in all actuality he enjoyed it too much. He typically takes full advantage of certain situations when Obi Wan is around. Watching his brother figure become a father to all four of you made it that much more special. Telling Anakin that not only is he himself a bad influence but that his own influences influence the three of you to be bad influences. In that exact order. It was something Anakin held near and dear to his heart. Until right now in this moment when he witnessed you carrying your gear out of the 501st section of the military hangar to Obi Wan's 212th section.

You threw your remaining gear onto your starfighter jet. You had worn an all black long sleeve crop top and black leggings that go under your normal clone gear. You were beginning to suit up. Anakin expected to see you in his blue and white colors, instead he was met with a Sandy orange and white. Anakin stormed over to you, Obi Wan nowhere in sight, the other troops minded their business tending to their own preparations.

“ Y/N!” Anakin called out your name, you turned your head in his direction as you strapped on your boots

“ General?” You replied knowing you had listening ears, mainly Ahsoka and Rex who already knew about you and Anakin’s relationship.

“ What do you think you are doing? Why are you wearing Obi Wan's squadron colors?” He asked you, arms crossed, his nose flared, anger. You slide your foot off the box you used to help you strap your boots on. You scrunch your eyebrows together in confusion.

“ What do you mean why? Didn’t they tell you?” You questioned him, shaking your head as you pulled your protective chest and back plate over your head adjusting it so it fit perfectly before strapping it into place.

“ Tell me what? Who gave you those orders? Was it Obi Wan?” Anakin had become confused, his anger subsided only momentarily. He had mixed emotions, part of him hoped there was a good reason as to why Obi Wan would request you or why the council would put you on his squadron. Either way he didn’t like that you were separate from him. It made him worried, he was so used to having you around him, whether close by or a few clicks away on the battlefield, but never a whole galaxy away.

You were struggling with one of the straps in particular that you were fighting to grab. You heaved an irritated sigh. Your eyes scanned the area making sure no one was around that could see you. You turned around with your back facing Anakin. His own eyes also scanned the perimeter while his hands worked on fastening the straps. He felt your warmth deep through your clothes and into the gear. His heart yearned to be wrapped in your arms, your comfort, to have you close by his side. Again anxiety pierced his chest. His hands stayed on you even after he finished with the straps. He truly didn’t want you to go.

“Thanks and No- General Windu and General Yoda were the ones who gave me the order. They didn’t specify what my role is, for now I am just back up.-” You turned around to face Anakin. “-I’ll be gone for two weeks, three at best. Depending on the circumstances of the mission”

He was furious, his jaw tense and his hands clenched.

“ Two weeks?! That’s too long. I need you here where I can keep my eyes on you! We’ve got our own missions to handle.. I’m going to talk with the council to get them to change their minds-“

“ -Ani I can take care of myself. It's only a couple weeks and it'll be fine. The squadron will be fine without me. You’ll be fine without me. This isn’t the first time I’ve been separated from you. I’ll be back before you even notice I’m gone-“ You tried to reassure him but there was no reasoning with him.

“ Of course I’m going to notice if you’re gone! They should’ve discussed this with me! What happens if something goes wrong?”

“Woah hold on, nothing is going to happen alright? It’s nothing I haven’t done for you before. I am very capable of doing my job. What’s going on with you?”

“ It's- nothing-You're not going anywhere. I’m going to talk to the council to reconsider and find another soldier to replace you-“ Anakin growled.

“-No it’s not nothing. I am going on this mission, whether you want me to or not. So if you’ll excuse me General Skywalker I’ve got a mission to complete and prepare for” You stormed off walking back towards the direction of your barracks. Sometimes Anakin can be too overprotective and it can get in the way of things. Sometimes it made it difficult to work with one another. Both of your hearts were in the right place but at times it clashed.

Anakin sitting and stirring with his own anger, taking off to the Jedi council chamber. They were going to switch you back to your original post one way or another. He would be damned if you headed off with Obi Wan's squad. Not to say that Obi Wan wouldn’t keep you safe, he could but it was the condition and manner in which you were being taken from him. He didn’t like the fact that the council would move you without notifying him. There was chatter amongst the members of the council.

“ Young Skywalker” Mace Windu announced, all heads turning in their direction. Obi Wan standing in the middle of the room. Anakin joined him.

“ Master Windu, Obi Wan Council” He addressed them as he bowed.

“ To what do we owe the pleasure” Mace asks, hands resting on the arm chair.

“One of my commanding officers is being transported to Master Kenobi's squadron. I’m here to ask you to reconsider.” Anakin slightly looked at Obi Wan who had crossed his arms looking with disapproval. At one point His former master would remind him to stay in control of his emotions.

“ Reconsider we will not” Yoda speaks with his hand crossed on his cane.

“ The decision has been made, Young Skywalker, Obi Wan had requested for a few more reinforcements. Which we are glad to supply him with.”

“ Let me ease your mind Skywalker, your commander is not alone, each squadron is providing one soldier to accompany Obi Wan’s forces” Master Plo places a calmness to his voice, his emotion and his force signature. Anakin’s anger is still bubbling but begins to cool off not quite.

“ I see. I still don’t understand how I was failed to be informed of this decision” Anakin retorts.

“ Anakin” Obi Wan hissed.

“ Right his is, wrong he is not” Yoda nods

“ We failed to inform you simply because it was none of your concern how we moved the troops” Mace replies, the two having their own version of pissing contest to see where it would go.

“ It is my concern when one of my soldiers is placed on another force”

“ The fate of the republic is within our troops. You are asking to pull a soldier out for the sake of keeping a reputation? For what exactly?” kit Fisto asked as he squinted his eyes at Anakin.

Anakin sighed “ I-“

Obi Wan looked at him shaking his head before the council. “ -If you’ll excuse my former padawan I’m afraid he has lost sight of the bigger picture. War tends to side track anyone’s thoughts” Obi Wan was right, it was the same words he had said to Anakin and the same words Anakin said to Ahsoka. It was frustrating but all of it seems to find a way back to Anakin himself. It’s like tasting his own medicine.

“ Of course, thank you for your concern Anakin but our decision will remain the same” Mace nods his head towards, Anakin and Obi Wan dismissing them. Anakin huffed as the two walked out of the council chamber.

“ Anakin”

“ Yes Master”

“ I will take good care of Y/N” Obi Wan knew of your relationship, sure he was a little bit far behind in figuring it out but it was only because he wasn’t ready to admit Anakin’s truth. Anakin stopped in his tracks looking at his dear friend. Obi Wan placed a hand on Anakin’s shoulder. “-No harm will come to her. I promise”.

“ Thank you… Master.” Anakin nodded following his Master's movements in the direction of his starfighter. Regret filled Anakin’s chest the way you two left things off in an argument that he started. It was too late, for him to say goodbye, you would already be on the battle cruiser by now. Obi wan being the last to leave. He supposed he’d now have to wait till you get back.

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Your mission was the longest three weeks of your life, you were supposed to only be there for two weeks but your mission ran a little longer. To be honest you expected that at least. When you had left you were angry and you wanted to make Anakin feel your loss. As the weeks grew on you found yourself yearning for his bed, sleeping next to him, his snide remarks and his overconfidence. You missed your friends, you missed your squad, you missed the food that you would get at the Cafeteria. Rations only got you so far. You were homesick so to speak.

You had arrived home three hours ago, you had taken off all your gear just leaving you in your black long sleeve top and black leggings. You carried your gear into your room which was one good thing you enjoyed about being the only female clone. You threw your items in the places they belonged heading back over to the Hangar. It was nearing nightfall, most clones had either gone to the cantina or to a club. The rest would be stationed in their barracks, sleeping or doing another form of activity that involved heavy breathing and sweat. You sighed. You walked over to supply area grabbing items to help break down and rebuild a separatist droid's head. You needed the battle plans and you promised Obi Wan you’d get it back to him ASAP.

Ahsoka was kind enough to bring you a few snacks from the cafeteria, you weren’t really hungry, rather you were anxiously waiting in your room for Anakin to arrive. Unfortunately Ahsoka was the one to break the bad news to you, that Anakin was going to be extremely late, hence nightfall. You were worried Anakin might not have wanted to see you because of the move between squads but the bigger part of you thought maybe not. Maybe he missed you as much as you missed him. You held the spoon in your mouth as you sucked on the chocolate pudding. You fingers typed away on the data pad as you connected to the Droid's hardware. Wires were attached to both ends of the droid's head and too your data pad. This was good you needed a distraction, half the entire 212th squad and 501st squad went out for drinks which meant that your barracks and your hall where your room was stationed was clear. You turned on some good music to help keep you distracted from Anakin and while you worked.

Anakin on the other hand was dying during the briefing. He could feel your presence nearby and it was driving him mad. He wanted to be with you and not in this-meeting. Sure Obi Wan is going over important details but Anakin’s mind refused to let him comprehend anything. His hands fisted his pants, his leg bouncing up and down. By now Anakin was counting down the minutes till he could escape. It was starting to feel like he would never leave. He was desperate for you, wanting, needing-What he needed was a plan to excuse himself. Anakin began to concoct a plan, he checked the exits of the meeting hall, he checked the alarm system , and a feebale excuse of ‘I need to use the restroom’ should suffice. Thankfully the meeting ended sooner rather than later giving him a chance to opt out of his extreme ditching plans. He took off quickly, not giving anyone a chance to stop him from getting to you.

Anakin practically ran from the Jedi temple all the way to the Republic Military Base. He had no intention of stopping till he could get to you. He could feel the anxiety and the nerves emitted from you. Normally you were calm, warm, relaxed, something was bothering you. It could’ve been the delay from meeting each other or the argument that took place three weeks ago. You two hadn’t really had the chance to talk about it. Now it was Anakin’s turn to feel the same anxiety and worry. Yet he refused, he just needed to see you, then everything will be alright. When Anakin reached the hangar, he didn’t see you, your star fighter vacant, he followed the path of your presence leading him back to your room. Anakin slowed down from a sprint, to a jog all the way down to a brisk walk. As soon as he reached your door, he opened it, there he found you, with your hair haloing around your head naturally, you were standing about the droid turning its head every other direction, then typing on the data pad. It was when you heard the sound of Anakin’s footsteps taking a step closer did you realize he was in there with you.

Reality finally setting in your heart pounded in your chest, relief flushing through your body. The worry and anxiousness evaporated from you. Your husband stood there breathing heavily, taking a step in your direction. Your eyes softened as you looked at him, Anakin couldn’t wait a second longer.

“ Ani-I’m-“

He rushed to you, taking your face into his hands, his lips crashing down on yours. You both moved together, twisting your heads to deepen the kiss. Your tongues fighting against each other, the air leaving both of your lungs. Anakin’s hands found themselves lazily cupping your neck and jaw. Your hands grasped at his clothes near his hips holding onto him. His fingers eventually left your jaw and neck traveling into your hair. Your kisses changed pace, turning from rushed to languid and slow. You both pulled away from each other slightly, Anakin’s hands slid down from your neck and to your waist. His fingers dip under your top. Your hand moved upwards wrapping themselves around his neck. Both of your breathing matching, “ Don’t apologize. I'm sorry for not trusting you to handle yourself. Or the council.”

“I should’ve told you regardless if the council told you or not. But Ani, I need you to trust me enough to do my job and to love you.” You completely moved away from Anakin and walked to the other side of the room towards the bed. He sighed as he watched you moving to the side of the room near the bathroom right directly across from you. He leaned against the wall his arms across his chest. Maker, he looked sooo good and inviting. You wanted to cart your fingers through his hair, scrape your nails along his body. You want to leave marks on him just as much as he wanted to do it to you. You wanted him to hold you, you wanted to hold him-No you needed to get something off your chest first. Anakin was struggling himself after sharing that heated kiss with you, he wanted you more than anything else. You looked tempting, your hair messy from his fingers, your lips plump from the harsh and languid kisses. Your body was buzzing, he could feel it. You were distracted but you were trying to stay focused..

“ I do trust you.-” He says softly, Anakin remains in his spot, his eyes following you as you pace. You stopped in place standing in front of him. “ What I don’t trust is the war”

“ War is war, Anakin. You of all people know that. We both have jobs that involve us leaving for a certain amount of time. If anything you're a Jedi and I should be more pissed at you for leaving all the time.” Anakin removed himself from the wall taking a step another step in your direction. His face softens as he grabs your waist with his hands pulling you impossibly close. His long eyelashes fluttered against his cheeks. His eyes flicker between yours, love flowing between the two of you, heat and passion beginning to take form. He nods his head gently as he leans closer to you.

“ You’re right I tend to leave far more often than you do-“ He sighs, his hands caressing your hips as he backs you slowly up against the wall. “- My wife finally returned home after three long weeks of hard work. Home to her husband who can be overprotective at times… Who missed her more than life itself-” His nose bumps into yours, tension rising between you, your breathing picks up. His eyes half closed, yours following suit.

“ Fuck it, we can talk about this later, I missed you so much Ani” You moaned pulling him down to you, your lips colliding in a heated frenzy.

“-Good-Idea-“ Anakin replied between kisses as he grabbed at your clothes pulling them off of you. Anakin wasted no time in getting you bare and in front of him. Your hands gripped at Anakin’s clothing trying to get them off of him. Jedi clothing was-annoying and frustrating, the need for Anakin becoming overwhelming to the point his clothes were pissing you off. Anakin paid no mind, as he was too concentrated on you, feeling you, caressing you, touching you. His love for you was incredibly unconditional. Anakin’s hands were back on you, cupping your jaw, head twisting as your lips crashed into each other taking one another in. You pulled away again trying to get Anakin’s clothes off. You moaned and groaned at the same time feeling sexually aroused and flustered. Your fingers struggle to get through the first layer. Anakin however was unbothered by it and could care less if his clothes were on or off he just wanted you. He continues his trail of kisses down your cheek, jaw, and to your throat.

“ Do-you-have-to-have so many layers” you whined as you were able to pull off one layer before getting to the next. Anakin too focused on attaching his lips to yours, too focused on you.

“ I’m a Jedi Y/N. It's required to wear this many layers.” He teases you. He moved away just enough to help you remove his last layer of clothing. You were practically bouncing on your feet from anticipation. As soon as you saw his beautiful skin, your hands pushed his material away, both of you completely naked. With a wave of his hand the door locked to your bedroom. At the same time he backed you towards your desk, he used his arm to swipe the disassembled droid along with your data pad of the desk. His lips back onto yours lips never seaming to leave each other,

“ -I was-working on- that droid-“ You tell Anakin again in between kisses.

“- Hmhm- just like -you left for- three weeks-working-“

“ Anakin-” You warned him as lips landed back down onto yours another passionate and heated string of kisses. Your arousal was affecting him, he could feel through your presence, your emotions, your signature becoming increasingly evident, you were driving him mad. His lips leaving yours once more, Anakin lifted you up, throwing you down on your desk that he cleared off. He takes his gloved hand placing it on his lips, he uses his teeth, pulling at the straps helping him remove it. You propped yourself up on your hands, watching as he shamelessly pushed your already clenching thighs apart. The wetness from your body is growing immensely. He placed himself between your legs.

Anakin dropped down towards your face, his lips smashing down on yours as he hungrily takes each kiss you give him. Without warning metal fingers grip onto your breasts kneading and pulling at your nipple. While his flesh hand grips the back of your neck and some of your hair. You hiss from the sensation, Anakin let your lips go with a pop, making his way further down your body. He placed open mouth kisses down the valley of your breasts, down your stomach and on your mound stopping just before your clit. Anakin couldn’t resist the urge to satiate the hunger of tasting you. He needed to eat you, like you were his last meal. A meal he can’t seem to ever live without.

Anakin who was already massive in height, it gave him an advantage as he dropped down to his knees. Looking down he made eye contact with your sopping pussy. He couldn’t believe how wet you were. How wet he made you, pride struck his chest and heart. “ I missed this, look at how wet you are. It’s all for me?” He talks to you as he looks up in your direction. Your heart skips a beat, his lust filled eyes already darker than usual, his eyes burning through you.

You nodded “ Y-Yes” his breath fanning over your dripping hole and clit, it was driving you mad. “Ani-please” you begged. With one hand you reached over, taking hold of his beautiful hair, your fingers threading through it. Anakin smiled at how needy you were, he liked that, he liked that you needed him right then and there. The teasing was unreal for you and too much, you waited too long and he was only stalling. He was making you pay for leaving him. Anakin turned his head to the side, kissing both of your inner thighs.

“ You’re so needy, bet you should've thought about that before you left me huh?” Anakin’s flesh hand took one of your breasts in his hand, his mechanical hand, grabbing one of your legs, throwing it over his shoulder. He gave you no room to protest, his mouth immediately latching onto your dripping pussy. He licked a long strip through your folds hitting your clit, your hips jerk at the suddenness. His attack in full motion, his makes out with your pussy, wet kisses, teeth and tongue could be felt. You moaned at the feeling, you tug on his hair, as his pace changes, he groans, vibrating through you.

“ Maker- you taste-fuck- you taste so good-“the feeling of you hit him like a ton of bricks, and for a moment his eyes rolled back and shut basking in the taste of you. His tongue finding a way into your hole causing you to moan loudly, your hand gripping his hair harder than before, your hips rocking with his movement. His tongue pumping in out, the wet muscles mixing with your fluid, a wet sound echoing in the room. Anakin pulled his tongue out your hole, running it back through your folds, his nose bumping into your clit. He opened his eyes as he watched your own roll back, your head lulled to the side, your mouth hanging slightly open, your breath erotic, your body reacting to him.

“ I-Im g-gonna cum” Your body began to shake, your breathing picking up, Anakin’s pace quickening in time with you. You could feel your stomach tightened. Anakin didn’t let up, instead he pushed your legs and spread them wider. As he coaxes you through your first orgasm another one quickly builds. This time he was rougher, biting and pulling at your folds, and clit, his flesh fingers finding their way into your hole, pumping creating a squelching sound. His metal hand pushed you down on the table as he stood up devouring you. His finger pumping in at a relentless pace hitting that one specific spot every time. The air, not catching up to your lungs. He doesn’t let up as your second orgasm crashes into you. Your hands pull harder at the strands of his hair, Anakin hisses biting the side of your outer lip. He pulls away standing completely straight up, his mouth, chin, nose covered in your mess. Takes the back of his hand wiping off his face. He smiles smugly at you, you roll your eyes at him fighting a smile of your own.

He helps you stand up off the desk, your feet touching the floor. “ You look like you ate the best meal of your life”

“ That’s because I did” He says, still smiling smugly at you, he threads his hand through your hair, as you drop down to your knees. You wanted to taste him on your tongue just as much as he wanted to taste you. You were eager and excited, your mouth watering, knowing how big he was. The weight of him on your tongue and in your mouth seemed too good to be true, but it was true and he stood in front of you. You hold your hand up to Anakin whose metal hand grabs your wrist, he leans down licking a slow long wet strip up to your fingertips. He lets go of your hand and you bring it back down towards his long veiny member, his tip pink and slick with precum, You swipe your thumb on his slit mixed with your spit , your hand pumps up and down your lips touching his tip and you press a light kiss. His hips jerked a few times. You let him guide you, your mouth opening as you take him in. You look up at him watching his head tilt back, his eyes closed, his mouth open, his chest glistening with sweat. His toned chest and stomach, thick with muscle, moving with each shallow breath he took.

He took control of your head movements, making you bob your head faster, you hummed happily, whatever you couldn’t fit in your mouth you continued with your hands. Your other hand comes up to hold his hips. Anakin was letting you take the reins, which normally he didn’t, he was feeling…particularly kind tonight. Loud sounds echoed in your room. Both of Anakin's hands grabbed all of your hair pulling into a ponytail. His hisses and moans turn you on further. His hold on your hair tightens, his hips moving with your mouth. You decided to give something new a try, breathing in through your nose, you relaxed your throat as you pushed more of him into your mouth-Anakin groans loudly, his head snapped down his eyes opening as he looked at you. You were too focused on him and his sounds to even register he was looking at you. You hadn’t gotten you far to be honest, before he pulled you off of him.

“ Hey-“

“ I can’t wait that long” He growls as he forces you to stand up grabs your legs instructing you to jump, you do as he says. You wrapped your arms around his neck and your legs around his waist. His cock rubbing against you, you whimper at the sensation. Anakin backs you both up so that your back touches the cold wall. You take one of your hands grabbing his cock you run it through your folds you, both shudder, you could feel your hole clench around nothing. Anakin pushed you up just a tad giving you room to sink down onto him, his tip entering you, both of you moaning at the feeling. You pushed down further till you bottomed out, both of you muttering a fuck. Anakin’s lips crashed on yours as his hips snapped into yours, hard slow strokes allowing you to adjust. You bit his lip before pulling away, his hips picking up the pace, going slightly faster hitting that sponge spot. His breathing heavy, his arms holding you. The squelching sound becomes louder and more in tense, his hips driving into you, slamming into your cervix. It was all driving you insane. Your moans were getting louder by the second. He pulled you off the wall pressing you impossibly closer to him. His lips captured yours, swallowing your beautiful sounds.

You gripped onto Anakin harder when he hit that exact spot. “ Ugh-Ani-damn-uuuuuh” your breath hitching in your throat your mouth hung slightly open.

“ Fuuuuccckk Y/N” Anakin moans as one hand cups the back of your neck the other wrapped around your waist crushing your body into his. His thrusts become sloppy as he carries you to your bed. He drops you onto the mattress pulling out of you, you whine at the loss of him. He centered himself between your legs, he picked up one of your legs placing it on his shoulder while the other rested on his hip. With one hand he grabs both your wrists pinning them to your chest. With his free hand he takes his cock, running it through your folds again before pushing back into you. You both moan, sharing that exact feeling. How good you both felt, how you both desired one another, how the need grew with every second.

As soon as his entered your weeping hole, he rammed his hips into you. Your body shook with each thrust, his one hand holding you down, his other coming up to your clit. Anakin could feel you getting closer, he could feel it through the force, he could feel you. He could only hear you. Your wrists struggled against his hold, you wanted nothing more than to bring him back to your lips, to hold him closer, Anakin being Anakin sensed that, somehow as concentrated, his scrunched eyebrows and closed eyes leaned down towards you, his nose brushing yours. Lips lingering onto your before engulfing then, tongue clashing, the quick nimble movements of his fingers, his gorgeous whiny groans, the way his hips moved, you were done for. You didn’t get to tell him you were close, instead your body shook violently, a loud pornographic moan left your lips, your body arched upward, white speckles dot your eyes, your head pushing back into the pillow.

Anakin thrived off of that feeling, he was close, but he needed just a few more thrusts. “ I’m close” Your body drops back down onto the mattress, your head lulling to the side. You hissed at how sensitive you are, you could feel him everywhere. You watched Anakin as a whimper left your lips, he continued pounding into you. He leans down touching his forehead against yours. His hand that held your wrists, dragged across your chest up towards your neck holding it. He barely put any pressure but by him holding it was just enough. Your hands clasp onto his forearm. The hand that rubbed at your clit reached for your leg pushing it back further. You moaned loudly, the feeling of him buried inside you, the sounds of your liquids flowing, your eroctic breathing, it drove him to his end. Anakin groaned loudly, his hips sputtering, his cum leaking into you. You both were covered in sweat and sex, with dumb smiles on your faces. Anakin kisses your cheek as he sits up pulling himself out of you.

Anakin for a moment watched as your mixed liquids leaked out of your hole, taking to two fingers he shoves it back in. “ Ani” you yelped, pushing his hand away.

“ What?”He asks as if he had done nothing wrong. You roll your eyes at him as he takes his two fingers and brings it to your mouth. You take them in, licking his fingers clean. Anakin gets up heading to your bathroom grabbing a towel and wetting it. He brings it back to you as he cleans you of the mess you both made. Once that was finished you held your arms out for Anakin, who gladly climbed back into them. Exhaustion swept through both of your bodies as Anakin floated the blanket over the both of you. Your eyes widened as you sat up quickly gripping the blanket to your chest.

“ Oh shit! I forgot about the droid!-” Anakin bursted into laughter as he watched the pure panic flashed across your face. You turned to glare at Anakin slapping his arm. “-Obi Wan is going to literally kill me” You get ready to move again when Anakin grabs a hold of you pulling you back towards him.

“He can wait”

“I was supposed to have this done tonight. Then you came in here and things happened but not that I don’t love that. I do, I love you but-“

Anakin sighs a smile gracing his lips “ I love you too, but let me help you.” Anakin sits up sliding off the bed pulling on his underwear and his trousers. He walks over picking up the droid and your data pad that laid on the ground. You smiled happily as you crawled off the bed throwing on your own bra and underwear, before you could even get to Anakin’s shirt, he floats it over to you. You threw it on quickly before taking the data pad out of his hands. Anakin fidgeted with the head, tinkering away at it. A few minutes had passed in the comfortable silence the two of you had created while working.

“ Y/N”

“ Hmm?”

“ Round 2?”

“ Anakin” You chuckled

“ 3 weeks is a long time for me”

“You’re never going to let that go are you?”

“ Nope” He put emphasis on the letter ‘P’

“ Fine but after we finish this and get the report back to Obi Wan” You shook your head typing away, a smile etched on your face.

“ So is that yes?” He asks you with a smile of his own before biting his lip.

“ Yes that is a yes” You walked over kissing his cheek before bending down to grab something else.

“ I don’t think I can wait” He growls lunging for you.

“ Anakin!-“

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vodika-vibes · 2 months

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I have a request vod'ika

What about a f!reader and clone of your choice get into an argument about her going on a black-ops mission. He doesn't want her to go because he loves her but she doesn't know. So she leaves believing he doesn't want her to go because he thinks she's incompetent. When she comes back, she's injured and feels he was right. So she avoids him but he's trying to win her over...

Or something like that.

Not You

Summary: When you’re pulled in for a mission due to your skillset as a slicer, you’re thrilled. Howzer, however, is much less so.

Pairing: Captain Howzer x F!Reader

Word Count: 1288

Warnings: None

Tagging: @trixie2023 @n0vqni

A/N: Sorry that this took so long, I've been bouncing between clones for days. First this was going to be Rex, then Dogma, then Tup, then Cody. And I'm still not sure about my characterization of Howzer.

Howzer is in a bad mood.

You’re able to ping his mood from half a hanger away, based solely on the way that he’s carrying himself. And you have a pretty good idea as to why he’s in a bad mood.

And true to your suspicions, he makes a line directly for you.

You turn your gaze back to your equipment, internally cringing when he stops only a couple of feet away from you. You can feel his gaze on you, and while, normally, you would be thrilled that the guy you’re crushing on is staring at you, right now you just feel dread.

“So, I hear you’re going on a mission.” For once, there’s no humor in his voice. In fact, he sounds angry.

You look up at him, your gaze skittering away from him in your anxiety. “I…yeah. They needed a talented slicer, and I got tagged in. It seems like someone finally remembered that I was a slicer before being conscripted into the Imperial Army.” You shrug with a lopsided smile.

A muscle works in Howzer’s jaw, “You can’t go.”

“...I beg your pardon?”

“It’s not safe. Especially with them.” Howzer says, with a pointed look towards the soldiers that pulled you in on the mission.

You laugh softly, “Come on, Howzer. Don’t be like that. They need me for this mission, so they’re going to protect me.” Your gaze slides over his face. Across the furrow in his brow, and the way his lips are turned down, and your shoulders slump, “You think I’m incapable.”

“...no. Of course not.”

Your shoulders slump a little more, “Right. Of course.”

His name falls from your lips, and then he hesitates, “Come on, Sunshine.” He tries to offer a smile, though it looks more like a grimace, “Don’t be like that, you know that I have absolute faith in you.”

“Now, Howzer, you don’t. Or else you wouldn’t be so bothered with me going on a mission.” You straighten and hoist your bag over your shoulder, “I have to go, Howie.”

His lips turn down even more, “Yeah, guess so.” He folds his arms over his broad chest, “I’ll…see you when you get back, Sunshine.”

You turn away from him without responding, hurt that he has so little faith in your abilities. You’ll just have to prove him wrong, that’s all.

Easy. After all, this mission isn’t even supposed to be a combat mission. It’s an intel gathering mission.

Even you can’t mess this up.

You fall into line with the men who are supposed to keep you safe, and you push your hurt over Howzer’s assumptions about you to the back of your mind.

You can deal with the hurt later.

“Captain,” Howzer looks up as one of his brothers hurries into the room, “The Commander’s squad is back.”

The Commander’s mission. His Sunshine’s mission.

His lips turn down at the memory of the way that his pretty Sunshine’s eyes dimmed when she believed that he believed that she was incapable. He hadn’t meant to hurt her…he just wanted, needed, her to stay safe.

The thought of her getting hurt stars in every single one of his nightmares. But he never meant for his love to make her feel bad about herself. That was the last thing he wanted.

“It’s about time,” He says blandly, “Where’s the Commander?”

His brother hesitates, “Sir, the mission went wrong. The mission details were all wrong. The squad was ambushed.”

Howzer goes cold, and his hand curls into a fist, hidden under the table. “What happened?”

“The Commander is dead, as is most of the squad.” His brother replies, “There was only one survivor.”

“Ah…what about-?” He’s not able to finish the sentence, the very idea of his Sunshine dying too horrifying to put into words.

“Alive.” His brother’s gaze is sympathetic, “She’s the only survivor. But…she’s hurt. She was shot.”

Howzer was on his feet in a matter of seconds, “Where-?”

“She’s in the infirmary.” He holds out his hands to stop Howzer from leaving the room, “She’s going to be fine, vod. You don’t have to worry.”

“I want to see her.” Howzer says as he pushes past his brother. He hurries down the hall to the infirmary. He pushes the door open, his gaze dark as he flicks around the room, looking for his Sunshine.

And there she is, curled up on her side, her gaze locked on her datapad. She has stark bruises on her face, and her hair has been cropped short, much shorter than it was before she left the base.

She’s beautiful.

He loves her so much.

“Knock, knock.” Her pretty eyes lift from the datapad and lock on his face, and then drop back to the database, “How are you feeling, Sunshine?”

She shrugs a single shoulder, “I’m alive…which is more than can be said for my squad.” Her lips twist, “Guess you were right. I am incapable.”

Howzer’s heart breaks, “Oh, Sunshine,” His voice is soft, as he pulls a chair out and sits next to her, “I don’t think you’re incapable. I’ve never thought that.”

“...sure, right.”

“Will you look at me, please?” He asks as he gently pushes her hair out of her face.

She doesn’t move for a moment, and then her gaze lifts to meet his.

“There you are,” He murmurs, “How are you feeling? I was told that you were shot.”

“...I’m okay. It doesn’t hurt anymore, at least.”

“That’s good.” Howzer’s hand rests on your cheek, “I was worried about you.”

“Because you knew I couldn’t do it.” She says glumly.

“Because I didn’t trust the men who were on the Squad with you.” Howzer corrects, as he strokes her cheek with his thumb, “Because I was sure that, if it came down to it, they would abandon you.”

She blinks at him, “I don’t think they would-”

“They would. They absolutely would.” Howzer corrects, “And the idea of losing you…” He trails off, and shakes his head, “I can’t even consider it, Sunshine. Losing you would destroy me.”

“...you’d be okay, Howzer.”

“No. No, I really wouldn’t.” He lightly caresses her cheek, “You mean everything to me, you know that?”

“I…what?”

“And here I thought I was being obvious.” He jokes with a slightly self-deprecating smile, “You really don’t know how much you mean to me?”

She averts her eyes shyly. “I thought you were just being nice to me.”

“No. No, Sunshine. I love you. More than anything. And I want…need…you to stay safe.”

Slowly she reaches up and presses her hand against his, and she curls her fingers around his hand, “I didn’t know.”

“That’s okay.” Howzer leans in and lightly kisses her forehead, “I know this is a bad time,” He murmurs, “But how do you feel about going on a date with me? Once you’re released from the infirmary, of course.”

She glances up at him, “A date?”

“We can go to the club,” Howzer offers, “I’m a fair dancer.”

A small smile lifts her lips, “I have two left feet.” She warns.

“That’s alright, I’m a good enough dancer for the both of us.” Howzer replies.

She laughs, and favors him with the smallest smile, “Alright. I’d like that. So long as you don’t mind me stepping on your feet.”

“My feet are yours to step on.” Howzer says with a warm smile, before he gently pushes his hand through her hair, “Alright, I’ll let you get some rest, sunshine. Comm me if you need anything.”

“Yeah, I will.”

Howzer presses one last kiss to her forehead and then carefully extracts himself from her, a broad grin on his face. He really is the luckiest asshole on the planet.

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

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theyhavetakenovermylife · 25 days

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Hi I’m a big fan of your blog , your a talented writer and I love how write the characters 💗

I was wondering; what do you think the turtles would name their children if their had kids ? (If that’s to many turtles ; maybe 2012 , rise and 2003 version )

I personally like the idea of rise mikey calling one of his kids Ozzy or name them after famous chiefs like Ramsay for an example. Love to hear your thoughts 💗

What Would They Name Their Children? (Headcanons)

2003!Turtles

A/N: I’ve decided to split this up into three, as I think that will be easier for me to keep track of. With that being said, the information about these names was some that I found on the internet. Meanings might change depending on culture, language and country. So this time we start with 2003💚

Warnings: None💚

Leonardo:

Gif by @isitdonproof

Leo would like names that are more traditional, yet with a historical reasoning behind it. Though Leo isn’t superstitious he does understand that giving your child a certain name can have an impact on their life. There he would want to name them after people that history remembered as strong with a lot of power.

For Boys:

Alexander, after Alexander the Great.

Caesar, after Julius Caesar and the many other Roman leaders that would take on the name caesar.

William, both after William Shakespeare and William the Conqueror.

For Girls:

Victoria, after Queen Victoria, the grandmother of Europe.

Elizabeth, both after Queen Elizabeth the I and II.

Catherine, after Catherine the Great.

Raphael:

Raph would like to give his children names that reminded people of strength and bravery. If his partner is from another country, he would love to give them a name from that culture. However, Raph does like names that are somewhat short. He thinks it looks nice when written down, along with having a certain presence when spoken.

For Boys:

Rex, meaning king in Latin.

Storm, a somewhat common name in Scandinavia meaning what it sounds like - storm.

Lev, meaning “lion” in Russian, and “heart” in Hebrew. Little Lionheart.

For Girls:

Lola, meaning “strong woman” in Spanish.

Carla, meaning “one who is strong” is Teutonic.

Binsa, with a Nepali origin meaning “a woman who is fearless”.

Donatello:

Donnie is a smart guy that loves history and mythology. Having not just been all over the world but several places in the universe, and having jumped back and forth in time. Donnie will have a great appreciation of old human history and mythology, and would love to name his children after that, especially after a culture that his partner is from. Examples could be:

For Boys:

Atlas, after the famous Titan from Greek mythology, that carried the sky on his shoulders, keeping it from falling upon the earth.

Achilles, after the famous Greek hero.

Amon, after the Egyptian God/Gods.

For Girls:

Freya, after the Norse Goddess of beauty.

Embla, after the first human woman according to Norse mythology.

Bastet, after the Egyptian Goddess of protection and good health.

Michelangelo:

Gif by @isitdonproof

Mikey will want to name his children in a way that shows just how much he loved them. And what better way is there to show love for your child, by giving them names that literally mean love, or something just as sweet. Mikey also has a love for “special” names - aka, names that are not very common in his hometown of New York City.

For Boys:

Kaipo, is a Hawaiian unisex name meaning “the sweetheart”.

Caerwyn, meaning “love”, “fair” and “blessed” in Welsh.

Oratilwe, meaning “loved one” in African.

For Girls:

Nayeli, meaning “I love you” in the Native American language, Zapotecs.

Settarra, meaning “beloved” in French.

Maitea, meaning “love” in Spanish.

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queenie-official · 5 months

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Chapter Eleven: ‘The Murder Of A Monarch’ Bridgerton Au!Anakin

Part 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10

a/n: alright let’s go one more time guys, don’t forget to wear your seatbelts 🫡 and may the force be with you 💋

Anakin was a good person he’d shown you nothing to make you believe otherwise and that’s because it was true. however what you had forget to account for was how quick he might be to Anger.

“Anakin, slow down!” you huff as you chase him down the castle halls. you’d just finish telling him what happened the night before and he was furious. “slow down? you just found out this Man is responsible for your fathers death as well as possibly poisoned me and you want me to slow down?” he shouted over his shoulder as he continued speeding towards the exit of the castle.

you both had gotten ready for the day shortly after you’d explained the situation and now he was ready to take the first carriage over to the chancellors estate. “your legs are impossibly long and make it hard to keep up with your pace” you pant out, he was fast and you where in a dress and heels. Rex and Braeden were right behind you two, already having prepared the carriage for departure. when exactly Anakin had asked for them to do so you weren’t sure.

“you do not have to come you can stay” your brows furrowed at that, as if you’d let him go do this alone- in actuality you had no clue what exactly the ‘this’ was, he’d told you nothing but you were not about to leave him with Chancellor Valorum alone that’s for sure. “could you please just stop for a moment, what are you even planning on doing anyway?” you ask as he slows down just a little while the front doors are being opened, the carriage for you both right in eyes view now. technically speaking you weren’t supposed to be riding anywhere together, in the people’s eyes you were possibly with child and there is this whole safety protocol that follows that.

“i’ll know when i get there- and trust me you don’t want to be there when i do” he said pointedly and the tone of his voice honestly scared you. there was an edge to it and you knew he was serious too. “Anakin you cannot do anything rash” he laughed at that and you recoiled slightly when he spun to face you. “right like what he did wasn’t rash?” your mouth opened and closed unsure what to say. he was right and it wasn’t like you where trying to protect the Chancellor- no you hated him, you wanted him to die and suffer. but you where still both rulers and had an image to uphold, Alderaan was considered a Kingdom of peace. what a scandal it would be if its king and queen where caught and held responsible for the murder of a royal council member, especially when to them the Chancellor had done no wrong.

“Anakin we have to figure out a way to solve this without violence” you watched as his jaw clenched, both of his hands tightening into fists at his side. you knew he wasn’t mad at you, he was mad for you. if you were in his kingdom not a single person would bat an eye if the chancellor where to suddenly stop breathing.

“So what we just let him get away with it? let him continue to use and manipulate you like some sort of pawn.” he has to stop himself from shouting, not wanting to direct his anger at you. you look behind you towards Rex and Braeden waving them off and they take the hint. they didn’t leave you two completely but they put enough distance between you both so that there wasn’t a chance your conversation would be heard.

“maybe that’s exactly what we do” Anakin’s brows creased together in confusion at your suggestion. before he could ask for clarification you continue “i pretend to go along with him, act as a pawn and then when the time is right..” your voice is lowered as you speak and Anakin still doesn’t seem to convinced. “it’s the best chance we have Ani” well that was new, you weren’t even sure where the nickname came from as it left your mouth. but it seemed to have worked in your favor as his face softened completely, it was like a switch had been flicked.

“okay” he sighs, running a hand through his hair as he looks off to the side. he turns to the guards and gives them a nod, the wordless command to close the doors calling off his whole plan. he looks back at you “we’ll try your way but if it doesn’t work we’re doing it my way.” his arms where crossed and you knew wether you agreed or not he’d probably act on his own accord.

you where beginning to see why Obi-Wan had asked him not to say or do anything the first time they’d come.

the Chancellor came to the castle a lot over the next couple of days Anakin was by your side through it all. he refused to let you be alone and in all honesty it provided you just as much comfort as it did him. at your side you could make sure nothing was going to happen to him in addition to you having extra protection.

the official plan you both came up with that seemed most likely to work was to get a confession. a confession in front of all of parliament, that was the only way you could win. you’d both act like you where approving of the new bill and then when it came to announce it in front of parliament you’d blind side him. it would cause a scene for sure, but that’s what you wanted. to provoke him to anger, make him so angry he forgets where he is and who surrounds him.

today was the day, and Anakin was growing impatient you didn’t blame him after all you were in a similar position more so anxious that something would go wrong than anything.

you must of gone over the speech a hundred times at this point in your head. rereading what you’d written as if the words would suddenly change. the pit in your stomach continued to grow the closer you got. you really wish Anakin could of ridden with you, his absence was definitely not helping your increasing anxiety. the sound of his carriage directly behind yours was the only thing that remotely brought you comfort. you place the papers with your speech on it aside, closing your eyes and taking a deep breath as you twist the ring on your finger.

everything would be okay, and if not at the very least you’d have Anakin at your side to help you through it.

Anakin’s hand weigh heavy in yours as you walk through Hebury palace. it was silent both of you busy with your own thoughts, in just a few moments you’d be facing all of parliament and there was no room for a misstep.

the doors to the meeting hall swung open revealing a full room. “now presenting her majesty the queen, y/n Organa. and his majesty the king Anakin Skywalker” all eyes were on you in an instant, everybody standing from there seat in greeting as you walk to your seats. you felt out of place not just from the fear of what’s to come but because it almost felt as if nobody wanted you there. you could only hope that was your anxieties and not the truth else wise today would go a lot more messy than you anticipated.

Traditionally the meeting begins with the announcement of what’s going to be discussed by the king, however since you are the blood tie to Alderaan and not Anakin it is you who must make the announcement. you could feel your heart beat hard against your chest as you stand before everyone, suddenly grateful for how big the skirts of dresses where as it hid your shaky legs beneath all the layers. you look over to Anakin who gives you a reassuring nod, taking a deep breath and clearing your throat you redirect your attention to the Ton. “we are here today to discuss the motion of overturning our free education Law.”

you take a moment to let that sit with everyone, taking a look around the room to see the general consensus. it seemed divided, a few gasps of shock however stuck out the most amongst them. you could only hope your speech would help make the room more united once you got to it. “a bill has been drafted by a member of the royal council, Chancellor Valorum. as well as the royal council members in agreement, our treasurer Lord chamberlain. our War Marshall Aaron Bennett. and finally our Admiral of the Navy Kent Wells” pretty much the entire council excluding yourself, Anakin, and the royal secretary. “now the king and i have already made our decisions but we wanted you all to hear the reason why this bill was drafted to begin with.” you turn to face the Chancellor, he smiles thinking he’s won and that your going along with him. you could not wait to wipe that smile off his face. “We invite Chancellor Valorum to speak.” you finish.

taking a seat as he now stands turning to face the room, what a sorry excuse of a man. “Thank you your majesty. I think i speak for all of the royal council here when i say we are for overturning the free education law.” you sit back in your seat trying to hide the disgust in your face as he speaks, there are whispers beginning to spread throughout the room and the unknown of it all makes your stomach twist. silently you reach over from underneath the table, taking Anakin’s hand within yours. he gives your hand a small squeeze and rubs soothing circles with the pad of his thumb, he was there and everything was going smoothly thus far you just had to relax and allow the Chancellor to ruin things for himself.

“overturning the free education law would mean we’d get thousands of dollars back that we could place elsewhere.” the chancellor continues his speech and you see quite a few hands raise as soon as he makes that statement. “yes, yes i know what you all are probably wondering ‘what do we need the money for?’ am i correct” hands go down and there are collective nods from everyone around the room. “well it’s simple really, when the queen married our dear king here out of love- she agreed to help his kingdom. long story short they need the help of our military and unfortunately our military is now severely underfunded as the money that used to go directly towards it is now used towards educating the less fortunate.”

you wanted to scream, it was all utter bullshit. only one thing he said was true, you’d agreed to help Tatooine and yes that included help from your military but none of that required money that was used towards free education. and the military wasn’t even close to underfunded he was making this out to be something entirely else. not to mention everything he just said made you and Anakin look bad as if he was the problem and the reason they thought overturning the law was a good idea.

you know the plan, you knew what you where supposed to do. sit back and wait till the right moment but you where not about to let the chancellor turn all of parliament against Anakin- so against your better judgement you stood up quickly and all the murmurs you where hearing ceased. the chancellor turning to you with a raised brow, daring you to say something. god if the death penalty was still a thing you’d have him beheaded in an instant. “that’s enough Chancellor. i will not sit here and watch as you lie to every person in this room.” the smile on his face twitches, he was already on the verge of cracking and you’d hardly spoke. this might be easier then you thought. “The Chancellor tells you the funds for the free education law are from our military but even our treasurer who is in favor of overturning this law knows it to be untrue.” you begin, addressing the ton and abandoning your original planned speech.

Valorum’s smile falls, he looks neutral but you could tell he was mad. livid actually. “our Military is perfectly funded, the real reason he wishes to overturn this law is to overly fund it- to prepare for a war that doesn’t even exist. one he wants to start. he tried to convince me but i must make it clear I am against this motion.” there’s a collective gasp from every person in the room besides Anakin. “The king and i do not approve of this bill and therefore it will not be passed. we are for the people not against. we want peace not war. to suggest otherwise is treason” you say this while looking directly at the Chancellor, waiting for him to say something. for once he remains silent. ordinarily this would be a pleasant surprise, unfortunately you needed to get that confession out of him. you needed him to snap and show he wasn’t fit for the council then you could call for his removal without a single person wondering why. but would could you say to set him off if all of this hadn’t already. you turn back to the rest of parliament, you knew what you could say but would they believe you. would he confess to it if you brought it up.

“This is not the only thing the Chancellor has lied to you about. To all of us.” you feel like your heart is about to beat out of your chest, you already started you just had to go for it now. “My Father, The former king did not die from illness.” as you begin you see the faces of a few members of the council darken. of course it wasn’t just Valorum, you had a feeling but this confirmed it. no wonder they where in favor of this bill.

you force the next words out of your mouth, doing your best not to cry. “He was Poisoned” it felt like a wound had reopened, all that time mourning the loss of him from one thing just to find out he hadn’t even died in that way and now to state it out loud for all of parliament to know. the reality of it cut deep. “as it so happens I also have reason to believe those very same people who killed my father have tried to do the same to your new king… isn’t that right Valorum?” you turn to him, biting your tongue to hold your emotions back. the entire room erupts into chaos at your words, people shouting over one another in order to be heard. screams of ‘is this true’ and ‘it can’t be’.

you didn’t care, the only persons reaction that matter was the Chancellor’s.

“Fine. if that is how you would like to play this then so be it Your majesty.” the whole room goes quiet everybody listening for what he has to say, the tension was suffocating. “The queen is right, his majesty did not die from illness. He was killed. Poisoned. I was in on it- but it was not just me.” if he was going down he was taking everyone with him it seemed.

you felt like you were going to vomit the more he confessed. “It was my idea, i’d jokingly brought it up to our fellow members of the council over a drink. Lord Chamberlain was the one who suggested we make it a reality. we knew something like killing a king was too dangerous, to much could go wrong. that’s where the Marshall and Admiral came in. they where friends with the royal physician.” he sounded deranged, explaining it all so simply, so casually. The murder of your father laid out like casual gossip.

your ears began to ring, no longer able to hear the words coming out of his mouth or the rest of the Ton. you stumble slightly and feel yourself tugged down into your chair. a warm hand placed over your own, the usual comfort Anakin provided was failing. But at the very least you’d gotten the confession. The sounds of the room began to fade back in, shouts of anger and disgust at Chancellor Valorum and the rest of the councils expense as they where each carried out of the room by royal guards. Anakin was the one Standing now, it seems like he was the one to make the command. you where grateful for him as he took control of the room and called the meeting to an end.

pulling you to your feet and guiding you out of Hebury palace. this wasn’t the end of your troubles, now word would spread. soon everyone in Alderaan and the neighboring kingdoms would know of how your father truly died, as well as the attempt on the new kings life. it was going to be an uproar and to think all of this started over a law giving the poor free education. greedy bastards the lot of them.

part 12

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okay that was a lot, but we’re making good progress now 🤭 we still have quite a few milestones that are going to happen so stay prepared 💪💪 unfortunately i finished this chapter later then i thought i would so chapter 12 will be out tomorrow instead of today😅 anyways love you all 💋💋 hope you huns enjoyed and as usual don’t be shy share your thoughts Xx<3

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The Captain and the Shadow (Rex x Jedi!Reader) Prologue

Summary: Captain Rex was honor and duty incarnate, but working with an illusive Jedi shadow makes him rethink everything he thought he wanted out of life. Rex x GN Jedi! Reader, forbidden love, canon divergent Rating: Mature (Minors DNI) A.N: This idea has been rolling around in my head for a very very long time and, because I have no self control, I figured I'd go ahead and start it! This is just a nice little introduction for you guy, but I hope you like it! Word Count: 1,402 Warnings: Mentions of death and violence

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[Coruscant, 37 standard hours after the battle of Geonosis]

The serene quiet of the illustrious Jedi temple was broken as you threw open the ancient hall doors. No one needed to be sensitive in the force to see the fury etched on your face. You hadn’t expected anyone to give chase, all the other knights were too enraptured by Master Yoda’s announcement, but you felt his presence following in your wake.

“Care to explain your outburst?” The cool yet challenging tone was all too familiar and, despite yourself, it made your anger flare all the more.

Stopping dead in your tracks, you clenched your teeth as you turned. There he was, grizzled, weathered face looking even older than you remembered just days ago, gray eyes staring you down with his arms clasped behind his straight back. Usually, Master Col would have the ability to make you squirm under that gaze of his, make you feel like a foolish padawan all over again. But not today, not now.

“I think you know very well, Master,” there was a bite in the words, but you managed not to spit them like a curse.

One of his graying brows lifted towards his hairline, “If you’re not going to bother keeping your anger in check, then speak your mind, child.”

The familiar game of verbal combat was afoot, his words were a way of tossing your proverbial weapon at your feet, and you picked it up with pride. “How can you be okay with this, Master? A war? They’re sending us into an all-out war?!”

“It would seem so.” Typical of the old man, as unmoving as a statue, refusing to strike, forcing you into the offensive.

“What are they thinking? We’re meant to keep the peace, negotiate, protect the innocent. Now they want to make us into soldiers? It’s wrong, Master.” The words were sweeping blows, meant to push him, meant to scratch that stony defense.

Col shrugged, “Jedi battle all the time, child, why do you think we have such rigorous combat training?”

“Defending civilians from pirates or guarding a prince against assassins is not the same as this and you know it!” You were well aware that he was getting under your skin, but you struck harder all the same. “The Jedi aren’t weapons to be thrown around by politicians. We have a duty to protect life, this war may make us betray our own code!”

“This war is happening with or without us, and the best way to protect the innocent is to end the war.”

“But we aren’t soldiers!”

“We are whatever our republic needs us to be!” His stern voice echoed off the empty halls, and despite the raised tone, his posture and stoic expression hadn’t shifted in the slightest.

You only narrowed your eyes at him.

This standstill was familiar too, a common impasse in your debates. Usually, the debates were about Jedi philosophy and beliefs, or decisions made during missions. It was not uncommon for them to have fire, for you to get heated over the topic, but this…this was different. This time it felt like you were clawing yourself out of a pit, and everyone else was carelessly burying you alive in it.

Col had always been harsh with you, even now, years after being a respected knight of the order apart from him and his teachings. He was stern in everything, but you respected him all the same, and you had thought- no, hoped, that maybe he would see your side of things this time.

‘We are whatever our republic needs us to be’? Bantha shit. There was something else going on, there was so much more here, and you weren’t going to accept it blindly.

After a long moment of staring, unflinching, into your old master’s eyes, you said, “I knew of a time when the Jedi thought for themselves.”

It was a loaded statement, and all the times you had debated history with each other gave a heap of unspoken additions to the sentence. You felt a little too much satisfaction when he closed his eyes and heaved a sigh.

“Yes, it is an…imperfect situation, but,” he opened his eyes again, and they were full of that stubborn resolve, “protecting the galaxy from the threat of Dooku and his army is where we need to be. You would rather leave our troops to the hands of those droids? You would send those clone soldiers into battle without our protection?”

Your fists were clenched even tighter now, knuckles white as the memories of Geonosis flashed in your mind.

Hot, arid desert, blood soaking into the sand, death. So much death. You couldn’t save the Jedi who had fallen beside you, and you were desperate to save this man- this man whose presence in the force felt too young, far far too young. You held him as the bleeding filled the cracks of his shattered armor, pulled off his helmet and looked him in the eyes, even as you felt his life slipping through your fingers.

“I- I’m sorry, General,” he choked, gripping your wrist as if that might help him stay a little longer, “I failed you.”

That clone, that soldier, that living, breathing man had died in your arms. He had apologized to you, as if he hadn’t died for a cause he had no choice in. As if he hadn’t died a hero. How dare Master Col imply that you didn’t want to protect those troopers with every ounce of strength the Force gave you!

“Don’t get me started on this- this ‘Grand Army of the Republic’,” you spat, “that’s even more disgusting! Since when do we condone breeding people to be used like cannon fodder?”

“You fought beside them on Geonosis just as I did, child, they were proud to serve.”

“They don’t have a choice! Master, it’s an army of slaves!”

That actually made him step forward, his intimidating aura invading your sense of space, “So now you presume to know their minds? How dare you speak so degradingly about them. You’ve always been bold, my old padawan, but I never knew you to speak on behalf of another being as if they’re children who can’t think for themselves.”

That knocked you off balance and you actually took a step back. You hadn’t expected him to take that route with his rebuttal and some shame flared in your chest.

After a hard swallow, your tone was actually even again, having lost some of its fire, “I’m not trying to speak on their behalf, Master, but I’m not the only one who thinks it’s wrong. If what they say about the clones is true, then we’re taking on men who’ve been told their only purpose is to die for us.”

Something else was rising in place of the anger now.

‘I failed you’

That man’s life had flickered out before your eyes, you had felt his last shuddering breath in your arms as well as his presence in the Force slip away like smoke on the wind. And you knew countless more of his brothers would die just like him. Protecting the sanctity of life was everything to a Jedi- it was everything to you. It’s what made you proud of your order, it’s what made their tight-fisted philosophies worthwhile. Safeguarding life and the innocence of it was what kept you going, even when there were so many doubts about the ways of the Jedi.

If any of you lost your respect for life, then what would become of the order?

“Master,” you tried to keep the emotion from your tone, but it still came out small, almost meek, a vulnerability that you hadn’t shown to Col in many, many years. “I don’t know if I have the strength to lead men to their deaths.”

The silence that rose between you two was almost deafening.

For longer than you thought possible, Master Col simply stared back at you, those stormy eyes betraying nothing of the slight unease you felt from him through the Force.

“Then, I suppose it is fortunate that you will not be leading troops of your own.”

You blinked. “What?”

“Master Yoda spoke with me before he gathered everyone for his speech. He, Master Windu, and I have agreed that you will not be given your own battalion. Your talents and skills are needed in a…different capacity.”

Again, the air was almost ringing with the deathly silence that followed that. After a moment of his words sinking in, you almost wanted to scoff. Of course you weren’t going to charge into the front lines.

In a war, there were far better uses for Jedi Shadow.

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yandere-wishes · 6 months

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BOY DO I HAVE IDEAS FOR YANDERE!FIVES

I wrote hcs for him years ago but i'll paraphrase some points from there:

Fives is a (mostly) harmless yandere who just really wants to please you! When he falls, he falls fast and deep. Once he decides he likes you and you're going to be his cyare (what I like to call a clone's darling), he's latched onto you and he will never leave. No matter how much you try to leave him, he will find you. Where there's a will, there's a way. Romantic.

"Where are you going? I'll come with you!"

Echo's a little jealous now that all of Fives' attention is focused on you but he's happy Fives has found his cyare.

As soft as he is for you, it doesn't mean he won't get violent. But not to you, never you! Compared to his brothers, Fives is calmer and prefers nonviolent means to get rid of anyone he perceives as competition but as soon as anyone makes you upset is having an unfortunate encounter staring down the end of his blaster barrel (away from you ofc).

Oh, and don't think you can come to the Jedi or other clones for help. Most of the Jedi are enabling and the clones work together and help each other out with their cyares. You're stuck with him <3

Fives is literally the LOVE OF MY LIFE!! I have been obsessed with him since episode 5 and am so happy to learn that he and Echo will be getting more screen time!!

You're 100% right, when Fives falls HE FALLS HARD. Poor baby can't get you out of his mind, constantly thinking about how soft your skin feels when you accidentally brushed past him in the halls. How sweet your laughter is when you giggle at a joke. How delicious your lips would taste when you grace him with kisses. How melodious your voice would sound uttering his name. You're just so dreamy and he's desperate to have you. I think the first thing he'd do when he realizes he can't get you out of his head is go to either Rex or Cody (Or maybe Anakin) to ask for advice. Obviously his older brothers (and general) wouldn't mind giving him some guidance. Tips on how to win her over. Ballpark estimates of what girls like (following the ever-basic "buy her flowers, girls love that stuff"). The most effective way of killing off anyone who gets too close to her without her tracing it back to you. Where the Chloroform is kept (You can't just hit your cyare in the back of the head with a blaster, it's just not right vod) They're all so helpful. Fives definitely takes their advice, although admittedly he'd be happier if you fell in love with him on your own accord. He'd feel kinda bad about kidnapping you.

Now Fives is definitely the clingy type. Trailing after you like a lost puppy, he's actually kinda excited when you leave the Jedi temple cause that means the two of you can go outside together. He's got no sense of personal space, constantly holding your hand or having an arm around your waste.

"Hold on mesh'la! Why are you walking so fast? It almost looks like you're trying to get away from me."

Tup and Echo are a little annoyed with how much of their vod's time you occupy. And how he's always talking about you. Still, they're happy for him and they'll do anything to make sure you stay with Fives. Despite their jealousy, they do try to be good wingmen. Even if that means stalking you through the streets of Coruscant. And forcefully dragging you back into Fives loving arms.

I agree!! He's totally super protective of his cyare!! Making sure that anyone who hurts you (physically or emotionally) is dealt with rapidly. He also likes to eliminate competition before it fully arises. Oh, someone looked at you from across the dance floor. Their corpse will be found the next morning in the trashcan. Did some guy ask for your number? Well, they had to take a quick "trip" to the "outer rim", so you won't be hearing from them for a while. After some time I feel like his darling would just give up and accept that they can't leave him. He's a great lover and he's so cute, I can't help but imagine that reader slowly starts to fall (very hard) for Fives too!!

The Jedi totally encourage this behavior. The poor clone troopers need love too! Anakin is super proud of Fives for picking such a sweet girl and if you ever go to him for help trying to escape your new lover. Then Anakin would harshly chaste you and drag you back to Fives personally. Ashoka would just start listing off reasons why Fives is the best lover for you. And Obi-Wan would hear nothing of it, Fives has gone to so much trouble for you at least try to show some gratitude!

I like to think that clones don't go after each other's lovers and are super respectful to one another. Push comes to shove, some clones just end up sharing a lover. What I wouldn't give to be shared between my favorite clones~💜

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dragonrider9905 · 1 year

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Hunter is not a villain for his caution….What did you take away from Ep 16?

A lot of people have been vilifying Hunter these past few episodes and while we love characters, they have flaws. I’m not saying he doesn’t. I can make fun of Hunter and will definitely call out his flaws but people are putting a lot on his shoulders. Do you not think he’s doing that as well?

“When will it be enough” when he’s talking to Echo. This statement seems cold but maybe he wasn’t talking snotty like us fans are doing so that’s why we took it that way? Fans are at each other’s throats. I saw disagreements but both loved and respected each other. Maybe he wasn’t saying “when will you have saved enough people” but rather “Echo when will you be at peace with all you’ve done?” Because Hunter knows this isn’t a winning fight. He knows the guilt Echo carries. Notice how it’s not a problem for Rex? He asked Rex once why fight and Rex has a totally different aura about it. He just knows it’s what he’s supposed to do. Echo is passionate and angsty. He’s driven by another force. Echo thinks about his time on Skako Minor a lot, as shown in S2 by his comments. How much has he shared with Hunter? Hunter still looking out for him?

I already shared a post about Hunter’s cautions about Crosshair’s warning here.

“I don’t know if it’s worth it” we literally watched Tech fall to his possible demise. THIS IS WHAT HE WAS AFRAID OF. The man wasn’t saying Crosshair wasn’t worth it, but maybe this chance was a foolhardy one to take and wait it out till they had a better one. He knew how sketchy it would be and it’s his call. He wasn’t going to take it lightly because the brothers and sister who are all he has left in the galaxy might be taken. The man is literally paralyzed in fear. We’ve seen him running and not facing problems. It’s not good but it is his coping mechanism. He’s not being mean, he’s choking up and dying inside. And he doesn’t argue when everyone of their own free will wants to go because he does want his brother safe.

“We’ve decided to settle on Pabu” he wasn’t giving up on Crosshair folks. Do you think Echo would drop the hunt not just for Crosshair but because there is a base full of clone prisoners somewhere? They thought Hemlock was killed in the explosion so there’d be time. He was a prisoner now not a lab rat. Once Echo had news, he’d probably share it and they’d bust their brother out. In the meantime….they are grieving Tech! Hunter literally shut down! His face when he told Omega he didn’t make it?! His eyes? And Omega didn’t handle it well when Tech fell OR when she woke up, adding to the fact SHE almost died. Think about someone you lost/almost lost. I know my thinking got emotional and protective when I was in that situation with people I knew.

Hunter is going after Omega, and is seemingly more determined to find her than Crosshair because he has nothing left to lose. Find Omega and find Crosshair. Omega was Hunter’s weakness in a way. If she wasn’t with them, he might have been more along Echo’s line of thinking earlier. Now that she’s taken, that last scene? Hunter’s face, man? That guy is out for blood. It is the first spark of determination and not tiredness in a long time. He’s getting his muster back. The baddassery is about to get real because he’s freakin sick of his family getting torn from him. Hunter needed to be pushed this way for the sake of his character writing. He needed to come to a breaking point. He lost so much when he was desperately trying to hold it together. That’s why he was so cautious. He didn’t want to see his brother fall. He’ll dream of this and blame himself because he sent Tech. He won’t sleep well because he’ll blame himself for Omega getting caught because he chose to go back to Cid’s right after her Almost dying. Sitting by her bed? That was one worried dad. So you expect him to want to keep fighting after she was hitting him because Tech didn’t make it?

We as fans need to stop thinking the worst right away. We need to be kinder and more cordial. We don’t have to agree because that’s the fun of it, to debate friendly certain ideas but the intense hatred for fictional characters who have real human flaws (which is what makes the writing intriguing) needs to end. You don’t have to like him, but please be fair, that’s all I ask. Crosshair has done plenty but it’s forgiven and overlooked (I love the man too guys, but let’s be honest, he’s morally grey.) we’re all grieving. I love Tech and that really hurt to see. Whether or not he’s really gone, I don’t know. But we’re all grieving so I understand being hurt.

I just needed to let it out.

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fionajames · 4 months

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Hey Jamieeeeeeee

So about that Rex x reader thing…. 🤭 may I request that please? But can I ask if the reader can be apart of the war and gets hurt a lot because she cares about her troopers, like she can take on Krell with her bare hands because he looked at Rex wrong? (This totally isn’t related to an OC I’m writing a story about, wdym)

A/N: Hey, Sha!!! Hru? Hope this is what you wanted, srry it took so long! Please send requests guys!!!

It was well known in the Republic’s army that you were very protective over your troops, not to mention self-less. It worried many people - not that you were aware it did - including some of the other Jedi Generals, a particular Padawan and many Clones.

It showed now especially, when you stood in front of your Commander glaring down a monster taller than you. Said monster was staring at you with cold intrigue, eyes flickering with bloodshot yellow. It took a lot of your will and mind not to activate your lightsaber and plunge its blade into his chest right then and there.

“Master Krell,” you snarled, pointing a finger at him. “I am in charge of my own troops. I treat them the way I think is right, if you have a problem, you can take it up with Master Yoda, but never - and I’ll repeat, never - speak to my Commander or Clones that way.”

Your Commander was spluttering quietly behind you, desperately attempting to convince you to let it be. “General, please,” he whispered, his voice cracking with fear.

“You forget, young one,” Krell growled, ignoring the Clone’s feverishly spoken words. “That you are below me.”

“I may be,” you snapped back, stepping away from your Commander and forcing Krell further away from your troops. “But many aren’t. Many that would agree with me.”

The Jedi glared at you for a few more moments, before turning and leaving. You smirked slightly, watching him storm off. But that was when it clicked. His eyes had been yellow, but not a normal colour yellow, bloodshot yellow.

The eyes of a-

Sith.

Without another thought you leapt forward, holding the blade of your lightsaber against his throat, giving you a clear look at the colour. “You traitor,” you snarled. Now that you knew, you couldn’t help but wonder how you’d missed it. Krell was seeping dark energy.

“The only traitor here is you!” Krell snapped instead, his lightsaber clashing with yours. And so the fight began. You traded lightsaber strikes back and forth, your troops surrounding the pair of you, ready to get a shot at the monster when you weren’t in risk.

It wasn’t a very long battle, as you were a very skilled fighter. When you managed to push him far enough away, the Clones opened fire, and the monster fell limp. You arrested and detained Krell, comming Yoda to tell him of the betrayal. He was saddened, but grateful you’d spotted the wanna-be-Sith.

Only a few hours later, you found yourself in the medbay of Anakin Skywalker’s ship. Your memory was too foggy to remember why or how you got there, more focused on the lightsaber burns and near-misses on your skin. They were instantly cauterised by the heat of the lightsaber, but Krell had also managed to grab and throw you several times, leaving huge gashes seeping with blood.

The quiet of the room was interrupted when a familiar Clone burst through the door, worry rolling off of him in waves like a sea. Kix had left earlier after cleaning your wounds and giving you some meds or drugs that had definitely not helped with the foggy state your brain was in.

“Are you alright?” Rex called, rushing to your side. You couldn’t find the energy to respond, so instead you sat on the cot, rocking from side-to-side subconsciously. Your mouth tasted metallic already, and the idea of talking just made you want to vomit. “Cyar’ika?”

“‘M alright,” you drawled, leaning forward to rest your forehead on Rex’s shoulder, closing your eyes. Words felt like bricks on your tongue.

“You don’t look alright,” he fretted, assessing your state with a furrowed brow and fearful brown eyes. “In fact, you look anything but fine.”

“Fine,” you repeated, whimpering ever-so-slightly at the burn of bile in your throat. “Water.”

Your friend - or maybe you were more, but neither of you had really decided on labels - moved to grasp a glass and fill it with water, holding it to your lips gently. You took the cup from his hands gratefully, drinking quickly. Your throat burned less.

“Cyar’ika, what were you thinking?” Rex whispered, but it was rhetorical. He interlaced your fingers, his chin resting on your head. “You could’ve been killed. We don’t deserve to be stood up for like that, especially when it points someone else’s life on the line.”

You sat up abruptly, glaring weakly into his brown eyes. “You do!” You snapped, tears welling in your eyes. You were exhausted - mentally and physically - and wounded, a comment so carelessly said was more than enough to push you over the edge. “It’s not fair that you guys are so ill-treated, you deserve much more!”

You were slightly offended on behalf of your troops, as Rex wasn’t just talking about himself, he meant all Clones.

Rex’s eyes widened, realising he’d gone too far, he wrapped his arms around you. “Oh, cyar’ika, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean that.”

“You did!” You cried out pathetically, too frustrated to be calmed quickly. “You did and I hate it!”

Not knowing what he should do, Rex pressed a kiss to your forehead. “I’m sorry,” he whispered again. “I was just worried. I got so scared when the General got Master Yoda’s comm.”

You sighed, moving to bury your face in the crook of his neck. “‘T’s alright,” you murmured, voice muffled. Rex sighed contently.

“Please don’t do that again.”

“Do what again?”

“Go around fighting Sith,” he managed to say, a crack of pain in his voice.

“Y’know me, Rex, I can’t stop for too long.”

“Oh, hush, cyar’ika, or I’m going to get Kix to keep you here.”

“Don’t you dare!”

“I will, now hush.”

A moment of silence, then-

“I love you.”

“I love you too.”

A/N: Hope you enjoyed, send requests please!!!

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slxthxrxn-sxmp · 2 years

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Ah begging for jurassic park cuddling headcanons !! With whatever characters you'd like :))

OOoh yes I think we could all use some fluff rn

(None of these gifs are mine credit goes to the owners and I do want to say that i just picked gifs that fit the vibe in no way am i trying to exclude anyone from this headcanon)

Warnings: not beta read or edited, mentions of sex, mentions of making out , explicit language

Alan Grant

- Ah our old Dino man I feel like he wouldn’t typically initiate physical touch - Lets get down to business though because he has a very protective nature which gets heightened after the park experience and this means that he prefers to have his back to the door or window so his body is a barrier between you and anything that comes into your shared room - when you do finally get his to cuddle it escalates really quick not in a yall are finna have sex kind of way but in a ever body part will be touching your legs will be tangled together hands are being held and do not be fooled he will tease you about it in the morning when he gets up to get you all morning coffee or tea - Now if you not in the mood for that kind of cuddling he totally understands but he does want to have some connection especially if you are feeling off like a simple hand holding, hand on the waist, forehead resting on the back of your neck or between your shoulder blades -He just wants to make sure you are there and won't disappear and that you know he is there for you

Ellie Sattler

- Cuddles are an everyday thing, not because shes clingy but its just how she shows her affections and that she trusts you - Do not be surprised that she places her hand on the small of your back, on you shoulder or arm (also little butt touches) - She will be big spoon but if shes had one of her nightmares after shes been to the park please hold her turn on the bedroom light maybe try make her some warm tea - While cuddle she also while be going into deep conversations about anything and everything “Whats your favorite plant ?”, ”Do you want kids ?”, ”Do you ever wonder what would happen if you chose a different career ?”

Ian Malcolm

- Ian is fueled by cuddles. some people use caffeine, he uses cuddles and physical attention - I do not make the rules (👀) - Despite this he will devote his attention to you touching your hair, if you have freckles or scars or your face he’ll trace them as if they are constellations - His all time favorite thing is nuzzling his face in your neck like a cat and while he’s doing that do NOT be surprised if he gives you little soft kisses on your shoulder and collarbone - He likes to listen to your heart beat ( before and after the events of the park but if its after the park he likes to ground himself with the steady beat getting the thumping of the T-rex out of his mind)

Claire Dearing

- Claire is a multitasker now if you ask her for undivided attention she will give it to you a tv show running in the background or a podcast playing would be appreciated - At the beginning of y’all’s relationship sue wouldn’t be big on cuddles but once she realizes that this thing you guys have is amazing and needs to be cherished f u c k she will come up behind you when you are doing anything and hug you, slowly rubbing circles on your stomach with her thumbs - Most of the time you will still have to come to her for a good cuddle session but if she picks up on you being stressed or slightly out of the vibe she will drag you to bed or the couch and snuggle into each others embrace - If you try the historical picture with the two females one straddling the other doing the others make up thats it she will be absolutely whipped

Owen Grady

- With this Dino Trainer expect a lot of goofing off as he is not one to be serious all the time in his intimate life - A cuddle session will almost definitely lead to a make out session not everytime but you know most of the time - He will initiate physical touch it is a love language of his and he is not ashamed of it - Lazy self care day alright you guys will be doing face masks in bed (he likes you to put his own for him and will act like he doesn’t even know how yo put it on himself) Lazy self care morning alright lets order some food via grubhub and binge a new tv show

Zach Mitchell

- His a big tough guy he doesn’t like cuddles those are for babys- yeah he likes to lay his head in your lap and beg you to play with his hair - Zach is plagued with nightmares from that hybrid dino his aunt claire made one time it was so bad his parents had to call you over to calm him down - now if he is doing something lets say gaming because he is in fact a gamer boy™ he will swoon so hard if you slide into his lap facing him, wrap your arms around his torso, and put your head in his neck - He is a thigh man no questions asked he will trace shapes on your legs. you got scars ? they are beautiful. cellulite? adorable adds personality. stretch marks ? they look like cool lightening on your legs. so badass.

Franklin Webb

- This man is always stressed and the quickest way to his heart is a quiet night in laying in bed - Typically he likes to hold you in any sense its a security thing but after a particular rough day at his work he will flop into bed and ask in a tired voice for some cuddles and this means he wants to be held because other wise it feels like he may fall apart -One time you decided to read to him while he was on top of you with his head on your chest and now it is his favorite thing on earth - On special days such as birthdays or anniversaries he’ll sneak out get your favorite breakfast then make it all fancy and serve it to you “Bon appétit, my sunshine.”

Zia Rodriguez

- Lets get this straight (hehe) she likes being cuddled aka shes the small spoon - She is a titty person she just likes them. Man titties, small titties, big titties, perky titties, average titties, top surgery titties, lopsided titties, and even boob job titties. They are Gods human pillows are she will take advantage of the opportunity if you give her the all clear to lay on your chest because it is simply her safe space - If by some miracle she hasn't fallen asleep on your warm embrace then she will kinda be like Ellie and talk about everything especially the beloved dinos - Please kiss her on the top of the head and tell her you love her and you are proud of her she has to hear so much shit about her job that it would be very appreciated to hear some positives

Kayla Watts

- She likes to act tough but she will melt into a hug or any attention you really give her - she does not care for what position. will be both big spoon and little spoon depending on the day. her all time favorite thing though is when you lay on her stomach with your body between her legs - Listen her job is anything but savory and she feels absolutely blessed to have you in her corner willing and able to comfort her - Often times cuddling happens after cleaning up some of her nicks and scratches or when she comes back from a job - She is the supreme partner because she is a stomach lady and if you got love handles… all the better for when you both cuddle

#alan grant x reader #kayla watts x reader #zia rodriguez x reader #franklin webb x reader #zach mitchell x reader #owen grady x reader #claire dearing x reader #ian malcolm x reader #ellie sattler x reader #jurassic park x reader #jurassic world x reader #jurassic park headcanon #jurassic world headcanon #requested

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gayuu-the-necromancer · 7 months

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William Rex Madness Route - Chapter 23

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Grimsley: "You mean, her Majesty has heard my plea....?"

Grimsley muttered contentedly as the carriage rocked along the cobbles, his fingertips brushing the grips of his cane.

The two escorts flanked on either sides, their hats were pulled over, completely covering the upper portion of their faces.

Alphonse: "Do you need escorts when coming to see her Majesty?"

Grimsley: "I can't be sure that I won't be attacked by those monsters on the road."

Grimsley: "Beasts that should be kept in chains, using her Majesty's authority as an umbrella...to attack me, her loyal subject."

Grimsley: "And now that she knows, her Majesty has finally realised her great mistake....hm?"

The rattling sounds of the wheels become rougher and rougher.

Grimsley soon realized that they were heading in the opposite direction rather than the central London City area,

Grimsley finally starting understanding what's going on.

Grimsley: "Hey, you're going the wrong way."

Grimsley yells at the coachman and bangs on the front window with his cane.

The carriage doesn't stop, as if the coachman could not hear them.

Grimsley: "Hey....! What's going on!?"

Alphonse: "Calm down. Her Majesty is waiting for you."

Grimsley: "....If you're lying, I'll kill you."

Alphonse: "Ahaha! Please don't worry."

Alphonse: "....I hate lies myself."

The carriage drove through the rough roads for a while, finally stopped in front of a deserted area.

Grimsley: "You guys step out first."

Letting his pride overwhelm him, Grimsley tapped his escorts with his cane and gave them instructions.

......The door of the church opened slowly, making a loud sound.

Grimsley: ".....Hey you! Her Majesty is----!"

At the sight that awaited him, Grimsley snarled in exasperation.

William: "Good evening, Grimsley."

William: "How are you feeling?"

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(....So that's Grimsley)

He's dressed in aristocratic, sumptuous clothing and his austere face is adorned by a magnificent moustache.

If one walked by him in the corridors of the palace, they might be nervous at the sight of his majestic appearance.

He let the two physically superior escorts stand front of him like a wall.

Grimsley looked pitifully small now, cowering in the gap, trying not to make eye contact with William.

Grimsley: "So you're a 'cursed one' too, huh...!"

Grimsley glares hatefully at Mr. Alphonse for leading him here.

Alphonse: "Fufu....was it your first time? Riding with a monster?"

Mr. Alphonse closed the church door slowly with a sneer on his face.

In the darkness of the church, darker and blacker than the darkness were the eight shadows glaring at him...

They quietly stared at the man.

As if not letting their captured prey, escape.

By blocking all the escape routes------

-----To bring justice.

(.....Just like the night I met them)

What is different from that night is that I am standing in the same darkness as them, staring into their eyes.

To write down all their 'evil'.

"To protect William, who is 'evil'.

I stand beside William in the darkness.

William: "Are you ready?"

Kate: "Of course."

-----Options-----

No regrets

I know what I want to do.

Rest assured.

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Kate: "I know what I want to do, so there is no hesitation."

William: "-----I knew it."

Grimsley: "Tsk----!"

Grimsley ran into the shadow of a pillar to escape William's blood-coloured eyes.

The two remaining escorts hold their guns without avoiding William's gaze.

(....? Something's weird)

(Grimsley's reaction tells us that he knows about William's abilities)

(Then why aren't the escorts hiding....?)

William, too seems to have noticed the discomfort and opens his mouth to test something.

William: "Put down your guns"

Escort: "..............."

(Nothing happened....?)

The two escorts were not moving at all and I was surprised to hear Grimsley's proud laughter.

Grimsley: "Did you think I had taken no precautions against your abilities?"

Grimsley: "For commanding people to do what you say, you need them to see your face and hear your voice, right?"

Grimsley: "But what if they can't see your face or hear a single word you say?"

(....That means)

Horrifying thoughts flood my mind, and I strain my eyes.

Hidden by their large hats, which could not be seen clearly......was...

A bandage with a reddish-black stain seemed to be wrapped around their eyes and ears.

(They are deaf as well----?)

William: "....That's so nasty."

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Grimsley: "Hah! You're a monster, you know that? Their job is to be my shields."

Grimsley: "I saved a cash-strapped fallen aristocrat with a contract that allowed me to do whatever with the lives of his second and third son as I pleased."

Grimsley: "It is up to me what I do with the life that has been offered in return for the mercy I have shown to someone."

(This man I swear...he used the lives of innocents as if they were tools, just to lure William out)

(Not only that, even the people beside him...they are only seen as a tool for his own gain)

The ruthlessness of the act arouses more anger than fear.

(He did this to you...so, why are you following his orders....?)

I couldn't understand how the escorts feel, so I stare into the dark night.

(Ah......)

I see now. They were so overwhelmed by helplessness that they had resigned themselves to not feel anger or even sadness.

Those were the eyes of people that killed their own heart.

William: "............"

Grimsley pounded on the church floor with the tip of his cane.

The vibrations may have been a signal for the escorts to fire.

(.....!)

The bullet ricocheted at the feet of William, who did not move an eyebrow.

(I-I....I couldn't move quickly....!)

(But....)

Escorts: "Ngh...."

The bodies of the escorts leans back, perhaps because of the pain from the reaction to the wounded ear.

William: "....If you damage the inside of the ear, you lose your sense of balance. If your balance is impaired, your aim will be less accurate."

William: "To reduce their talents just to kill me...how stupid."

Grimsley: "If I kill you now, I don't care about the rest!"

Grimsley: "If a piece is no longer usable, I'll just replace it."

(...This man)

Staring hard at that the pillar, I endured my simmering anger.

Th escorts, unable to resist the inhumane treatment, simply do as they are told, which is frustrating and painful.

(If they could speak up right now)

(They must want to shout out loud. That they don't want to do this)

William: "Liam, Harrison, restrain the guards."

Liam: "Okay! Leave it to me."

When William calls out into the darkness, a florid voice comes from somewhere.

Escort 1: "......Nn...Ah!?"

One is bound from behind by something invisible.

Harrison: "It would have been nice to threaten them with a gun and tell them not to move, but...what's the point if they can't hear or see us?"

Escort 2: "!? Ah..."

The other was struck in the back of the head by Harrison who had crept up behind him.

Harrison: "I didn't mean to be rough, so please don't take it personally."

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The two escorts were laid on the church benches.

Ellis: "What do we do with them?"

William: "Well, give them proper treatment."

Jude: "Ha!?"

Jude: "They have been complicit in your assassination and have tortured civilians."

William: "But they don't seem to have the will to trample on other's freedom themselves."

William: "To me, they're are also a victim, who was being continuously.....trampled."

William: "Right now, there is no way to question them about the truth or falsity of my predictions. Therefore, their verdict is on hold."

Those who have been deprived of their freedom and have their diginity trampled upon are the objects of William's love, whatever their position might be.

His love, is like a rain of grace, which falls wherever it wants.

Jude: "What if these recovered guys are the same scum as Grimsley?"

William: "Then I will condemn them again."

Jude: "Tch....what a selfish judgement. This is why I can't stand you."

(Yes, it's selfish. He can either save or kill someone according to how he feels)

(But I know that there are people out there who are saved by that selfishness....I know)

(And because William is like that)

(----And that we can never forgive the likes of Grimsley)

Grimsley: "You useless idiots...!"

Grimsley, who remained hidden behind a pillar, seemed to be floundering, having lost his protective shield.

Grimsley: "Her Majesty....that's right, her Majesty will know about this!"

Grimsley: "Although I have resigned from the Privy Council you would still be committing a high treason if you lay your hands on me, a loyal subject of her Majesty's....!"

William: "Fortunately for us, Majesty herself gave us these orders."

Grimsley: "W-What...."

A slight tinge of despair begins to creep into the impatient voice.

Grimsley: "Wha...b-but..why...!?"

William: "That will become clear when you look back at what you have done."

William: "You had the 'butterflies' take away the freedom of the 'have-nots' and exploiting them to the point of silencing them..."

William: "You planned to capture innocent civilians, torture them and even accuse them of murder."

William: "Also from the way you treated your men...I'd say that's more than enough crimes to execute you."

Grimsley: "How can one steer a nation if they're so preoccupied with petty sacrifices like that....!?"

Grimsley: "It's no wonder that in this capital city of the UK, with its ever-growing populations, the inferior people are dying!"

Grimsley: "This is all a cleansing mechanism to keep our country from going to poverty! What's wrong with making good use of lives that would otherwise be left to die in the field!?"

Grimsley: "Unlike you, who goes around mercilessly killing important people who have a stake in national politics...."

Grimsley: "You are the criminals who are disrupting this country! I am trying to save Britain!"

William: "...Hehehe..AHAHAHA!"

William laughed manically at Grimsley's 'justice is mine' temper tantrum.

Grimsley: "W-What are you laughing for!?"

William: "If you say you're saving our country..."

William: "Then why are you hiding behind a pillar?"

Grimsley: ".....You son of a---!!"

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Grimsley: ".....You son of a---!!"

The sound of a gun being fired was heard as an agitated and enraged Grimsley raised his gun.

(That's dangerous----!)

I leap in front of William, who was standing next to me.

William: "Kate, get down."

Kate: "....!"

An arm went behind my back and around my stomach, pulled me to crouch down.

(Nn....!!)

The first shot made a loud noise and shattered the stained glass windows of the church----

Under the pouring rain of glass, the sound of several bullets popping off here and there continues.

Kate: "...William, you're okay, right!?"

William: "Yeah. I wonder if he left his brains behind at the Privy Council, firing his gun while hiding behind a pillar."

William: "This beautiful church, it's now gonna be covered in all bullet holes."

Kate: "That's what you're worried about....?"

We hid myself behind the lectern and peeked to see what's going on.

Grimsley was still hiding behind the pillar.

William: "We have the advantage in numbers and he has no retreat routes. He also has limited ammunition."

I listen to William's calm voice and try to calm my own racing heart.

Kate: "...He fired 3 bullets...right now, right?"

William: "Four. Two more to go. Let's just wait until he runs out of bullets."

William: "Then, Roger and Ellis will trap him from both sides."

(I see...if that's the case, then I feel a little relieved)

(If it's those two, then they will be fine----)

Grimsley: "ARGHHHH!!!"

Kate: "!?"

William: "......!"

Suddenly, Grimsley's unhinged cry echoed through the church.

Before I could even process----

Kate: "Ah!?"

Two shots rang out, and part of the lectern, where I had taken cover, burst open.

(That was close....!)

The flying pieces of wood catch my eye and I can't help but close my eyes.

(That was two shots! This is no time to close my eyes....!)

Kate: "William...! ....Are you alright....?"

I forced my eyes open to look back at William.

William: "...You look like a baby chick trying to find her parents...how cute."

Yoshino: "....Thank god...."

I felt relieved.

William: "Looks like something got in your eyes. Let me see."

He immediately lifted my chin.

Then a large shadow falls in the corner of my eye.

(Eh.....?)

The sound of something wooden breaking is heard and it falls towards me.

(Oh no!)

Before I could process, my body was moving.

Kate: "William....!"

Madness route - Chapter 24

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