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Every time someone says the Bad Batch isn’t a good show I remember how bad The Clone Wars movie is and I only get more excited for season 2
I’d like a uuuuuuuuuh Crosshair to-go, extra crispy, um…no chips
Ma’am this is a Wendy’s
Please defect, your brothers miss you
*At 79’s for the first time*
Cody: Where’s Wolffe
Bly: Haha...um...
Wolffe, drunk as hell: BARK BARK BITCH
“Have you ever fucked a clone? It’s great, they know all the right places”
Drunk Fives singing to himself: Dancing queen...dynamite with a laser beam
Echo with his face in his hands: N-no...No that’s not-
Sober Hardcase: ONLY SEVENTEEN!!!
Guess who finished season 6-7 in a day
Jesse: I can explain-
Fives: You get 8 hours of sleep while I get 5?!
Rex: 5 hours? At most I get 3
Cody: wait you guys sleep
Kix in the barracks sensing his teammates lack of self care:
Why have I never seen seen this show before
Wait...it’s for kids, they can’t do that...
I need some happy angst in my life right now so here’s Fives living and getting to find Echo.
Once again, posting things from my fic that I think appeal to a wider audience. Ever since I saw Echo was alive, I knew I needed Fives to have been there. It was a pleasure writing this version.
Again, sorry my usual followers, this is stuff in the fics.
Today’s Sample: Fives learns what Rex discovers and comes along on the mission to rescue Echo.
The context: Fives lives and Ahsoka stays with the 501st. Also Ahsoka has super charged Force powers that cripple her if she uses them too much. She leads the mission to go get Echo. Also Fives and Crosshair one hundred percent got into a fight. (oh and Tup lives too)
Anyway, I hope you enjoy!
General Skywalker was serious as they explained what had happened.
“I’ll talk to the Council.” He said. “But we will be getting permission.”
Rex knew that meant they were going whether or not they got actual permission. For once, the General was acting as his old self again.
“Go and talk to Fives.” He said. “He’ll want to know.”
“Thank you, sir.” Rex said.
General Skywalker patted Rex on the shoulder.
“I’ll let you know when we can leave.” He said. “And I’ll see if that Bad Batch can give us a hand.”
Rex and Ahsoka turned to leave before the General spoke again.
“Oh, and Rex?” He said. “I’ll need your- help later, okay?”
Rex repressed a sigh.
“Yes, sir.” He said.
“You’re only back a few days, and he’s making you stand watch during his little meetings with Padme?” Ahsoka asked once they were on the way to the barracks, shaking her head.
“It’s all right most of the time.” Rex said. “Just as long as General Kenobi’s not around.”
Fives was waiting at the entrance of the barracks for them.
“Rex, Ahsoka.” He said as they approached. “Tup said you had something important to talk to me about?”
“Yes.” Rex said.
“We’ll go to my quarters to talk about it.” Ahsoka said.
Fives’ frown deepened, but he followed them to the small room Ahsoka stayed in.
“Take a seat.” Ahsoka said to Fives, gesturing to her cot.
Fives did so, looking between them.
“Whatever it is, I didn’t do it, okay?” He said.
It was a weak attempt to diffuse the tension, Rex knew, and Fives’ grin slipped away as Ahsoka and Rex continued to look grim.
Rex gave the outline of the mission: that they suspected an algorithm that could predict Rex’s plans.
“We found a live signal at the Separatist Cyber Center. From a being on Skako Minor.” Rex said. “When we asked who it was-”
Rex took a deep breath. He hoped he wasn’t wrong in opening this wound.
“It said it was CT-1409.”
Fives’ eyes widened, his nostrils flared, and he stood immediately.
“When do we leave?” He demanded.
Rex and Ahsoka shared a look.
“Fives, we are going, and soon, but you have to consider that this may be a trap.” Ahsoka said.
“Of course it’s a trap!” Fives said. “They’re using our dead brother to try and lure us in! They have to pay for it!”
“Fives,” Rex said, unsure on how to respond to Fives’ reaction. “Echo could be alive.”
“He’s not.” Fives’ voice had dropped to a low growl. “He’s not. It’s a trick and they have to pay.” “Fives-”
Fives whirled on them, eyes wild.
“Don’t you think I would know if my brother was alive?” He yelled. “I saw him die! I felt it! Echo is dead!”
He stared at them, daring them to say differently. Tears were leaking down his face, unnoticed.
“Just-just let me know when we leave.” He said.
He pushed past them and out the door.
“Ahsoka.” Rex said. “Can you- can you maybe feel Echo?”
Ahsoka shook her head.
“But that doesn’t mean he’s for sure dead.” She said. “I couldn’t really feel Master Obi Wan when he was pretending to be that bounty hunter, and sometimes a person can change so much that you can’t recognize them in the Force.”
“I have to believe he’s alive.” Rex said quietly. “It has to be him.”
"But if it's not?" Ahsoka asked.
"Then I say his name in remembrances again." Rex said. "And move on, like with every fallen brother."
It was a lie. If it was not Echo, Rex did not know if he could move on this time.
Fives shot again and again into the crowd of clankers. His face still throbbed from where Crosshair had landed his only decent punch from their fight earlier. Fives liked to think that the sniper had come off worse for wear from their scuffle. The idiot shouldn't have brought up leaving Echo behind.
That was why this couldn't be Echo. It was a trap, through and through. Because if Echo was alive, that meant Fives had left his injured brother behind, left him for dead. Fives could have never done that. So Echo wasn't alive. It was just a fact.
Ahsoka led the group through the Techno Union's base. Rex was at Fives' side. The Captain had been high strung and moody this whole mission. He'd nearly attacked Crosshair too and would have if Ahsoka hadn't stopped him.
Fives vaguely wondered how he'd been acting, if Rex was this bad.
Fives was forced to admit, the Bad Batch was good. He wouldn't choose to take any of them on missions, as they were all pretentious shebs'e. Except the big one. Wrecker was all right, and was worth a squad of his own.
He’s a bit like Hardcase Fives thought as he yanked a droid's head from its body and chucked it at another oncoming clanker. He never thought this much during missions. He had a laser focus, only deviating for a well timed joke.
"The signal is coming from in there." Tech said, pointing to a door.
He had been calling it Echo's signal until Fives had threatened to shove his datapad up his unmentionables. It wasn't Echo's signal. It was a trick.
"Open the door!" Rex ordered.
An ugly, amphibian like mug appeared on a screen next to the door.
Fives tuned out most of what Wat Tambor had to say and shot more clankers.
"Your friend is dead." Fives managed to catch Wat Tambor's words over the blaster fire.
He knew it.
"Liar!" Rex snarled.
Fives wanted to scream at Rex. He didn't know how the Captain would react to finding out that Tambor was telling the truth. Rex needed to let the delusion go.
"Fives!"
Fives looked back to see an open door. Rex was beckoning to him.
"You're with us!" He said.
Fives ducked in with Tech and Rex. Hunter looked back at them.
"I hope you find what you're looking for." He said.
The door closed behind them. They were in a dimly lit chamber with several control desks. The focus of the room seemed to be a strange- Fives couldn't think of any other word than casket.
"I don't like the look of this." Tech said as they moved slowly into the room.
He tapped at his datapad.
"I'm definitely picking up a lifeform in there."
"Signals can be faked." Fives said.
No one responded. Rex was staring at the casket.
"I think I can get it open." Tech said.
He worked at the controls. Fives stood next to Rex, ready to pull him away from whatever trap was contained in the casket.
The casket opened.
A body fell forward, hanging from a jungle of cords and wires.
For a horrifying moment Fives thought it was a corpse. Then he saw the flickering of the eyes.
It was alive.
Echo was alive.
Fives moved faster than Rex, ripping his helmet off and climbing up to where Echo was attached. An anguished noise he couldn't remember making echoed around the chamber. He pulled Echo down into his arms.
"Echo!" Fives said.
Echo made no movement. His skin was freezing, even through Fives' armor and blacks. Fives clutched him harder into his chest.
"Ey'ika, wake up." He said.
Hot tears were dripping off his nose onto Echo's back, melting the frost.
"Ey'ika, please." He begged. "We're here, we're here. You can wake up now."
He was openly crying now. He was vaguely aware of Rex giving Tech instructions, but he didn't care what the others did. Echo had to wake up.
Then Echo began to speak.
"We-we have to get to the shuttle-" Echo mumbled. "To escape the Citadel."
Fives' already cracked heart broke into two.
"No! I'll go first."
"No, Echo." Fives said in a rush, rocking Echo back and forth. "No, you're not there."
"No, no!" Echo struggled weakly against Fives' grip.
"You're with me. It's Fives. I'm here." Fives babbled.
"No!" Echo pushed against Fives one last time before falling back. "Fives?"
His eyes finally focused on Fives' face.
"You- you came back for me." He said.
A fresh wave of tears overcame Fives. He pressed their foreheads together.
"I'm sorry." Fives choked out. "I'm sorry."
Echo shifted against Fives' grip.
"Rex?" He asked.
Rex knelt next to them.
"Yeah, it's me." He said softly.
"What- what happened?" Echo asked. He pulled weakly away from Fives and looked around. "Where am I?"
"It's okay, Echo." Rex said. "You're safe now."
Fives wondered how Rex was staying so calm. How could he reassure Echo that it was okay? It wasn't okay. Didn't he see what they had done to Echo? And they were the ones who left him.
"Just sit tight trooper." Rex said. "You're going home."
He beckoned and suddenly Tech was with them. Fives instinctively wrapped his arms tighter around Echo.
"Fives." Rex said. "We gotta make sure he's okay."
Fives swallowed. He felt if he let go of Echo, then his brother would suddenly disappear and Fives would find that it was a dream. He released Echo and gently positioned himself so that Tech could get a look, but kept one arm around Echo's shoulders.
Tech was surprisingly gentle as he checked Echo over. Even still, every so often Echo would shudder or flinch.
Fives took in Echo’s condition as Tech worked. Echo was so, so thin. He was ghostly pale and his now faded eyes were too large in his face. But the worst thing was what they had added. Metal studded the skin of his back, his stomach, his chest, his head. Wires were screwed into his left arm, and his right- Fives swallowed bile as he looked at the inhuman scomp they had replaced his right hand with. As far as Fives could tell, Echo’s legs were also mechanical. For a second, Fives was overwhelmed with how little of his brother was left.
"Unfortunately there isn't much I can tell without a good scanner." Tech said after a moment. "As I suspected, most of the useful information will come from the data here."
He stood and handed Fives a canteen.
"He is dehydrated." Tech said. "Make sure he drinks."
Then he turned back to the controls and started tapping away.
Fives unscrewed the canteen and held it to Echo's lips. Echo grimaced and turned his head away.
"Come on, Ey'ika." Fives encouraged. "Just a little."
Echo opened his mouth and Fives poured a little of the water in, careful not to make his brother choke.
Echo drank slowly at first, and then hungrily. Both his hand and his robotic attachment came up to steady the canteen as he gulped.
"Slow down." Fives said.
Echo's eyes widened and he pushed away at the canteen. He only moved it a little bit, but it was enough space for him to hunch over and vomit the water over his and Fives' laps. It hadn't had time to warm in Echo's stomach and the cool, yellowish liquid soaked into Fives' blacks.
"S-sorry." Echo mumbled, attempting to wipe at his mouth.
"It's okay." Fives soothed.
Echo stared at the canteen. His throat bobbed up and down as he swallowed, his thirst evident.
"Hey Tech!" Fives said. "He threw up the water."
Tech glanced at them.
"His stomach's size has been reduced considerably." He said. "Only let him take sips every few minutes."
"You hear that, Echo?" Rex asked.
Echo nodded.
"Do you remember how you got here, Echo?" Rex asked after Echo had had a few sips.
Fives shot Rex a glare. Echo didn't need to be interrogated right now.
"No." Echo said softly. "I-I just remember trying- trying to get to the shuttle and then- and then-"
He clutched at his head with his hand. He was trembling under Fives' arm.
"That's all right, trooper." Rex said. "Just relax. Do you think you can stand?"
Echo put his hand on Fives' shoulder, pressing down. He managed to get to his feet, but he swayed. He took a step but immediately lost balance. Fives caught him and helped him back down.
"It'll be fine." Fives said. "I'll carry him."
Rex nodded. He placed his hand on Echo's shoulder again for a moment before standing and taking a defensive position near the front of the room.
It wasn't long before Ahsoka came into the room.
“Things are almost under control out there.” She said. "How's it going in here?"
"I'm still trying to decrypt Echo's cerebral interface." Tech said promptly. "Until I do, we cannot disconnect him from this computer system."
She came forward and knelt in front of Echo. “Echo.” She called softly.
Echo, who had retreated into his own mind, started and looked up.
“Com-commander?” He stuttered. “What-what happened to you?”
Ahsoka gave a small laugh. Fives’ own smile disappeared when he saw the look on Echo’s face.
“How long have I been here?” Echo whispered.
“We can talk about that later.” Ahsoka said. “How do you feel?”
“I-” Echo swallowed. “I’ve been better, sir.”
Ahsoka glanced at Rex and Fives.
“He’s too weak to walk.” Rex supplied. “He’s very disoriented. Can’t remember how he got here.”
Ahsoka nodded.
“Have you called in the extraction squad?”
“I tried.” Rex said. “Signals are-patchy here. I don’t think I got through.”
Ahsoka grimaced.
“Well, we’ve been in worse binds.”
The rest of the Batch had come into the room.
Fives ignored their reports and turned back to Echo. His brother was shivering and damp from the melting frost. All Fives could do was hold his brother close.
Echo seemed to fade in and out of reality. Occasionally he would jerk and whisper his number again.
"I've got it!" Tech declared. "We can unplug him now."
Rex approached and Fives helped Echo turn around. Fives held him steady as Rex ripped the connections out. Echo jerked and gasped after each one. The last one sent him sprawling onto Fives' shoulder, coughing. He lay still for a second.
"Echo?" Fives asked.
He pushed Echo off of him and held him at arm's length. To his surprise, Echo was sitting upright by himself. When he looked into Fives' eyes, there was a light that wasn't there before. A smile touched his lips.
"I got a big headache." He declared.
Fives gave a laugh that verged on a sob. Echo was free.
Fives helped Echo up the Marauder's ramp, despite his brother's protests.
"I can walk, Fives."
"Just because you can, doesn't mean you should." Fives replied.
Echo's snort of laughter made Fives' heart swell.
Behind them Rex carried Ahsoka. Saving all of their shebs'e had put her firmly out of commission.
Fives figured that spewing forth masses of lightning would take it out of anyone.
The battle alongside the Poletec had been going badly. Fives had had the traitorous thought of wishing they had a Jedi with real lightsabers. Ahsoka's electrostaffs had been useless against the tri-droids. Hunter and Rex had been making some progress on them, courtesy of Wrecker chucking them on top of the droids.
Then one had made the mistake of turning its sights on Crosshair and Echo.
Fives had shouted, but Ahsoka had acted. Fives could still see in his mind her flinging her hands forward in a desperate attempt to stop the tri-droid from firing. Instead of an invisible push, a barrage of green bolts of electricity had sprung from her fingers. It had overwhelmed the tri-droid and it toppled over into its fellow, bringing them both down.
After they'd taken out the rest of the droids, they'd found Ahsoka unable to move, but able to curse loudly. Rex had carried her the entire way back.
Fives had been impressed, but Ahsoka seemed somewhat upset about it. General Skywalker had told stories about Dooku's ability to use lightning. Allegedly it was something only Sith could do.
Fives figured there was a first time for everything. Ahsoka was the furthest thing from a Sith one could get, at least according to Fives' limited understanding.
Echo stumbled and Fives quickly steadied him.
"You okay?" He asked.
"Yeah." Echo said. "Just a little tired."
"I suspect you are feeling more than 'a little tired.' Tech said. "The adrenaline that has kept you functioning the last several hours should be wearing off."
Fives had Echo sit on one of the Marauder's seats. Looking into his brother's eyes, Fives guessed Tech was right. Echo's eyelids were drooping.
On the other side of the ship, Rex was lifting Ahsoka onto one of the sleeping racks.
"Does this happen to you a lot?" Wrecker asked Ahsoka. "Cause this is the second time-"
Rex shot Wrecker a look, but Ahsoka laughed.
"It's a recent development." She said. "Doesn't happen as often as it used to though."
"Here." Fives looked up to see Hunter holding out a set of blacks and a blanket.
"Thanks." Fives said, accepting them.
He nudged Echo, who'd been staring into space.
"Tech says he shouldn't eat anything right now." Hunter went on as Fives began helping Echo get the blacks on. "But he's getting nutrition and saline shots ready."
Fives nodded his thanks. Echo kept zoning out, making dressing him a little difficult. Finally Fives got Echo settled with the blanket wrapped tightly around him. Fives removed his own upper armor and put an arm around Echo. For the first time since they'd freed him from that casket, Echo stopped shivering.
It wasn't until the Marauder had taken off that Tech came by with several hypos.
"Echo." Fives said softly.
Echo blinked at Fives and then saw the needles. His eyes widened.
"No-" He croaked and jerked away from Tech. "No more, get away from me-"
"Echo!" Fives held his brother firm. "Echo, you're safe. These are going to help you."
Echo shook his head.
"No more." He said again. "No more."
"You will have to hold him." Tech said. "I will administer a sedative first."
"I'm not gonna hold him down!" Fives said. "Not like they did!"
Tech pushed at his goggles and frowned.
"Echo." Ahsoka said. "Be calm."
Fives could feel the power in her words. Echo stopped struggling. He meekly allowed Tech to roll up his sleeve and give him the first shot, though he was trembling. He flinched hard as the needle pierced his skin. Fives let out a breath as Echo's head fell onto his shoulder.
"Excellent." Tech said.
He administered the other two shots. Fives tucked his brother in closer and settled down.
The Batch migrated to the cockpit. Fives suspected they were uncomfortable with their ship so overtaken by strangers. There were a few minutes of indistinct conversation before the only sound on the ship was the hum of the engines.
Fives looked down at Echo. The shadows under his eyes were so dark. Fives wondered why. Wasn’t stasis like sleeping? He’d have to ask Kix when they returned. Maybe they just looked dark because of Echo’s ghostly skin.
Clones didn't have much to lose in terms of body weight. They were slim, efficient machines. But Echo was skeletal. His bony shoulder dug painfully into Fives' side.
Fives suddenly became terrified for Echo. Did he meet the standards anymore? Could he do what was required of him as a soldier?
That thought made Fives even more sick to his stomach. Echo, if he wanted to live, had to become a soldier again. Looking down at him, Fives thought that he'd never seen anyone who looked less ready to go to war. Fives didn't want him to, either. He wanted Echo to have the chance to forget about what he'd been through. The war would make that impossible.
Echo twitched in his sleep and let out a soft groan. Fives didn't want to imagine what horrors lurked behind Echo's eyelids.
"You're safe, Echo." Fives muttered. "I'm here."
Echo stilled again. Fives mentally prepared himself for a long trip. Echo would need him and Fives would be there. It wouldn't make up for the years he'd left Echo alone, but he would be there.
He would not sleep. Not when there was the chance of waking and finding that Echo’s return was a dream.
Mando’a:
shebs’e: asses
Ey’ika: Little Eyayah, Fives’ special nickname for Echo
Eyayah: Echo
And then later they fight about Echo going with the Bad Batch and it’s the last conversation they have before Fives takes a blaster bolt for Ahsoka after Rex’s chip activates. And then Fives nearly dies because they don’t have enough bacta. But then he recovers and bullies his way into the Bad Batch. And somehow I torture him less than in my other fic.
Hi yes I'd just like to say that the clones have 100% sang this song before with each other
(111) The Greatest Showman Cast - This Is Me (Official Lyric Video) - YouTube
and that's the tea
Order 66 ended Squad 99...
After counting the board there are 55 tally marks:successful missions. Add 11 more and that is a total of 66 tallies...
When the Batch return to their sunken barracks on Kamino for whatever reason there are still only 55 tallies. We clearly witnessed Wrecker marking the last 11 in the first episode BUT WHATEVER.
That last mission together is where everything fell apart. The Jedi Order, the GAR, and The Bad Batch. Order 66 ended the Jedi Order, as it ended Clone Force 99.
Star Wars: Revelations Hunter x Foxen
TCW Fanfic Hunter x Foxen
This is the first sexual encounter between these two characters in a series I am writing based on the aftermath of TCW. Please enjoy, I had to get this out of my system!
WARNINGS: SMUT 100% rated MA from start to finish, squirting, cum eating, rough sex, mentions of blood, oral 69ing, protected sex.
Norsik Language:
Ojciec - Father in Polish (Title of a male leader)
Glumačka Sjena - Shadow Cast in Croatian (1 of Norsik’s 3 moons, her favorite moon.)
Охотник -Hunter in Russian
Bjorn – Bear in Finnish
Mando’a Language:
Mesh’la - Beautiful in Mando’a
Cyar’ika - Sweetheart in Mando’a
3.7k words sorry not sorry.
The crew undergoes a terrifying life or death situation. This only brings Hunter and Foxen to the realization that they can no longer deny their attraction/feelings towards each other. To hold off on expressing their desires could be too late one day. Hunter ends up at Foxen’s door the night they return to Norsik. She answers the door somewhat groggy, only wearing a gray t-shirt and a thong. Seeing Hunter, she straightens up, he drinks up her appearance with his eyes, they darken as he steps forward to enter her dwelling. Her eyes open wide as he grabs a fist of her shirt to bring her flush against his solid frame. The door closes behind them and the room becomes dark, only lit by the light of the moons and lit candles to cover the scent of weed. He kisses her deeply, wrapping his arms around her waist feeling down to her ass with one hand while the other trailed up her back to grasp the back of her head to press harder into her mouth. She lets out a soft moan into his mouth and they parted to breathe, a bridge of saliva still connecting their lips. Her yellow eyes sparkled in the light of the stars with a fiery glow he’s only seen after the heat of battle. She wraps her arms around his neck bringing him close again and she kisses him roughly, shoving her tongue into his mouth. He responds in turn and their tongues dance in a frenzy. She tasted of a fruity bud; her mouth was far from dry. They drifted to the couch, Hunter breaks away and pushes her down, looking down at her as she backs up to the corner with her legs closed, he stares down at her intimidatingly, eyes of a predator ready to make his kill. He took his shirt off, reached for a wrapped condom package in his pocket and tore the corner to have it ready to grab when the time came and set it on the table beside him. He worked at his belt dropping his pants leaving his underwear on and crawled down between her legs to begin kissing her again. His large rough hands explore her body, feeling her thighs, her waist up to her breasts, pinching her nipples earning a gratuitous wince from Foxen. This woman was kept in a gladiator cage on Zygeria, for her to moan at a physical touch like this excited him further. How feminine she was curling around under him, moaning into his mouth and gazing at him with heavy lust filled eyes.
She felt up his chest, memorizing every scar, tracing his deep muscle grooves, and kissing his neck as he buried his face in her hair inhaling her heavy scent, burning it into his nostrils. She pulled his hair and he let out an erotic groan with a sharp grin, she craned her neck up to leave love bites on the large column of his neck, licking his Adam’s apple and kissing his jaw until their lips met again. His cock throbbed at the action between them, and he began to press himself against her drenched apex. His tongue so eager to climb back into her mouth he let his weight push her back against the couch. She instinctively wrapped her legs around him and he broke the kiss and let out a deep chuckle, she could feel the sheer strength of his voice from around her legs, and she felt a bead of her slick drip out of her making her shiver with pleasure as Hunter pulled back from her and placed his hands along her thighs. Looking down at her with pleading desire. His hands feel along her soft and scarred flesh until he reaches the band to her thong, hooking a thumb under one side, waiting for a sign of approval.
“What a gentleman.” She spoke with a sly smile followed by a nod.
“Only out of respect, Captain.” He said in a low tone and with his free hand he wiped down the front of his body to lick up some of her love juice and let out a growl at the taste and scent of her slick. His cock was fully erect pulling the fabric outward and opening the waistband to reveal the base of his shaft and curls of his hair.
“I don’t want respect Hunter. I want to be fucked...!” She said lunging forward and mounting him. Pinning him down to the couch she takes off her shirt and throws it to the side and her hands scratch up his torso and gripping his neck as she bent forward to take a harsh kiss from him. His cock is throbbing, Foxen can feel the heat between their loins growing, an ache that they both share quickly taking over in a primal display of affection. Hunter let out a moan and his hands began to explore the body of the warrior atop him. His hands reach down under her hips and rips off her panties and brings the threading to his face to lick all her discharge and inhale her lewd scent again.
“Kriff give me the real thing.” His voice a gruff order and she obeyed and turned around over him so she could stuff her mouth with his raging dick. She slid his underwear down to his knees and he aided with his feet to kick them off entirely to be completely naked with her. She gazed in awe at his thick mass, the veins raging out with a bead of precum forming at the tip. Still in awe his hot breath blew across her neatly tucked folds, he took in the sight of her bare pussy, so soft and tender, and a complete sopping mess. He buries his tongue in her hole to taste the inside of her. He gave a firm slap on the side of her ass and she jumped at the action, his tongue licked up and down to taste all of her precious skin below. He kisses all around and then begins to go to work at her clit. Foxen could only manage to grip his cock as he worked on her, completely lost in the riveting sensations that he brought upon her. She has never had a man gone down on her, not even her ex-husband Kalem.
She let out moans and whines and breathy pleas for more and more, even telling him where to lick, realizing herself what she likes. She spits on his cock, his arms tense around her thighs locking her in place on his face. She licks at the tip to taste his cum, and then licks around the head and shaft to make it easier to fit his cock in her mouth. Never had she seen such a mass as defined as his, Hunter’s body is extremely lean, very low percentage of body fat, just muscle, prominent veins in his arms and legs, and a gruff growl of a voice that always manages to send shivers up her spine even in the deep focus of tasks. Always yearning to feel his eyes on her, always wanting to make a pass near him to get a graze of his body against hers, and after hearing him command orders to her to ensure survival of the group damn near sent her over the edge into...love. Foxen forces his cock in her mouth, she sucked the tip, running her tongue over his frenulum of his uncut member. The sensations of her tongue running over the sensitive skin sent a fire ablaze in Hunter’s stomach. Needing more from her his hips bucked, wanting more of himself inside her in some way or another. Foxen caught on to his needs and began to take him deeper in her mouth, it’s just his cock is so girthy, it’s hard to get much of him without feeling her own teeth scrape along his skin, not wanting to hurt him or cause discomfort she then works on sucking the amount of cock that she can fit in her mouth comfortably. Gagging and sucking on it, leaving trails of spit to run down his cock. He lets out moans of pleasure from her efforts, he then rewards her with a finger, and she moans on his cock in return. Her slick is definitely enough to signal that she could take him, but now he wants to stretch her out a bit for good measure. He adds a second finger.
“Hunter...! Oh moons! Glumačka Sjena! Aaahhh!!” She grabs his thighs, her nails cutting into his skin, he smiles at the pleasure of the pain as she squirts all over his face from the way he touches her insides. He opens his mouth to catch the love juices flowing from her body. In shock she hops off him, embarrassed thinking that she had just urinated on him. He lets out a deep chuckle as he swallows her juices and clutches her mouth in his hand making her look at him as she gasps for air, recovering from a never before felt level of an orgasm. His hair is drenched more so on the left side than the right, his red bandana is also soaked. With his free hand he takes it off and drops it to the floor and speaks.
”Get back here and fuck me.” His voice like gravel over her panting, he grabs the condom and begins to roll it onto his cock. She crawls up onto him, kissing, wanting to know the taste of what she let loose all over him, clearly unphased by what had happened. Perhaps it was what he was looking for. He guides her onto his lap, his cock nudging at her gaping entrance ready to swallow him.
“I’m so glad you’re a squirter....not many women are....makes things easier....and funner...”. He says between breathy kisses as she teases his head.
“That’s squirting? I thought...it would feel different from pissing...”. She said embarrassed as he smiled.
“It’s all comin’ from the same place mesh’la. Sorry about the couch, if I knew....”
“Fuck the couch Hunter, I want you to do more of that to me.” She said aggressively and mounted him more seriously and began to push down onto his dick to start taking him. His features softened at the sensations of her tight walls beginning to envelope him. She let out a cry as she got half of him in,
” It’s so thick...it’s so big...I can’t...”. She let out in frustration.
“It’s okay cyar’ika you don’t need to take it all in one go...just take what you... can and you’ll get.... m-mo-ore!” Mid-sentence she flashed a devilish grin and pulled back a touch up on his cock and then slammed down taking him in one fell swoop catching him off guard. His hands went limp and fell to his sides, eyes a blank stare, she can almost see his brain go haywire from the unexpected and quick flood of sensations. Her pussy is so warm and taut, sucking him in, her nails dig into his back as she takes in his full mass. She reaches down to feel her stomach, almost trying to feel where his tip is protruding out into her insides. Cursing herself in her mind how the Zygerians made this feeling not so much painful...but secretly longed for once more, that Hunter’s cock can now provide even more so than those Zygs.
The sting of her nails brings Hunter back to the moment, feeling her tight warmth coiling around his cock, his hands return to her sides to help guide her hips up and down. She buries her face in his neck, biting and sucking on whatever flesh she can get her mouth on, not caring if she’s leaving marks and hickies on his skin. She pulls back to take in the sight of his now relaxed and softened face, totally enamored with her body, eyes welling with tears from the pleasure and pain she is providing to him. She begins to feel his whole-body relaxing, his shoulders are loosening up, tension and stress floods out of him as he looks into her fiery passionate eyes. He reaches up to cup her left breast, wanting to feel her heartbeat in his hand. She bounces up and down in a steady rhythm, feeling his warm cock slide in and out of herself, the ridges provided by his thick veins would rivet against her opening in the best ways when she would go at a slower pace. Hunter is speechless, near silence, any vocals he attempts to let out are getting caught in his throat. Seeking a peep from him, Foxen pulled the back of his hair to the left side and forced her tongue in his ear. Never before has Hunter experienced this action in a sexual way, just wet willies from his brothers in their cadet years, his toes curl at this newfound sexual sensation. Foxen can feel his already hardened cock become even harder, signaling for a soon release, but Hunter isn’t that easily finished. He lets out a soft gasp at the action and his hands wrap around her torso to hold her in place on his lap. Foxen is overwhelming him in the best balance that he has ever managed to receive from a woman, and he didn’t even have to ask or inform her of the small bursts of pain he would need to keep in the zone to perform. Foxen likes it rough like he does, and she has no problem taking charge and getting what she needs from him, which he is so enthralled by. But now it’s his turn to return the favor, to remind this woman that he is a man after all and that he is the man who can please her, to show her who’s the real Ojciec for the Scourge Crew. Hunter’s commanding face returns and he slaps her ass cheeks and gathers her up in his arms and stands up. Forcing himself inside her deeply he leans forward which has her lean back and he began to thrust inside her, making all of her weight come back down against him. He could only manage to do this for a few thrusts. Foxen is a beautiful beast of a woman, muscular much like him, and standing at 5’11 and he 6’1, she is a lot to carry. She wrapped her arms around his neck to stay on him, her legs naturally wrapped around his waist to keep the couple together as he stopped to carry her back to her bedroom. He managed to keep them connected until he kicked the door open and threw her onto the bed. He climbed on top of her forcing her legs together and up over one shoulder. He leaned down and kissed her roughly and pushed himself inside her once more and resumed at a punishing pace. The hardboard began to hit against the wall in the same manner Foxen felt him pound against a spot inside her no man had ever reached before. With each thrust she could feel the air leave her lungs as he filled her entire space. She cried out his name, her hands digging into his shoulders to push him back a bit, but he pressed on. He let out feral grunts and moans as he fucked into her, needing more and more of her body around him. Their foreheads pressed together, staring into each other’s eyes unafraid of this new level of intimacy between them. A hand slid down his chest with scratch marks that began to draw blood which only excited him further. Her eyes widened at the sensations and she threw her head back screaming his name and pleaded for him to slow down. Feeling her stress begin to climb he slowed to a softer pace, and he pushed her legs to the mattress so she was on her side. He spanked her ass a few times which made her pussy tighten around him each time; he reveled in that feeling.
“Hunter I’m cumming again...!” She squeaked out between spanks.
“I can feel you...tightening...”. He let out and pulled back a bit to spread her legs open across him and began to take her missionary style. Watching her breasts bounce in time of his thrusts excited him. He felt them in his hands, the warmth of their bodies grew and grew. He kisses her deeply and pulls up so he can look down at her battle scarred and tattooed body. Seeing his darker skin be swallowed up by her fair-skinned body was so visually pleasing. The erotic squelching noises their connections made as he thrusted filled the room. To himself he thinks how much more beautiful it will be to see the delicate pink skin of her pussy take his tan skinned cock in the daylight. He traces circles on her clit very gently which sends sparks through her, he can feel her excitement surge through her body. She reaches up to grab the back of his neck roughly with some of his hair and kisses him, biting his bottom lip. Her eyes begin to swell with tears of pleasure and a devilish grin comes across her face as she begins to cum on his cock. Her insides clench and squirm, sucking him in and forcing him out at the same time. His cock is far too big and stubborn to be forced out without his permission. He stills himself, remaining inside, letting her work through an intense internal orgasm that he can tell she has never experienced before, and wants to watch this wash over her with a clear view, to see her writhe under him. Her body became hot, then sweaty and clammy. She’s seeing stars, and fading to white as the heat within her swells and crashes. Her legs are shaking and she’s sucking in air with shallow breaths. Her eyes break with tears.
“ Охотник...”, she lets out softly. He lowers his body so they may rest on their sides still connected. He can’t bring himself to separate from her just yet, and this feeling alone is bringing him closer to orgasm. He hooks his arms under her shoulders and begins to softly thrust in her, slowly bringing her attention back to his movements. Her body begins to spasm once more around him, a third release already on its way to back up the second, which was all he needed to begin his release. Wanting him to give her a bit more time to settle Foxen pulls his hair from the back. He exposed his neck to her unfazed by this action and she began to kiss the column of his neck, releasing his hair realizing he is about to cum as he lets out a deep moan from his chest. His breathing becomes heavy, and his intensity increases as he brings himself closer to kiss her. Hugging her to his chest tightly and letting out a groan that he’s been unable to get out for some time, his cock pulses but she feels no splash within her. The feeling of his pulsing and muffled cries of pleasure in her hair brought her to a softer release than before, but still tingling with the small movements made by him. Hunter had rolled that condom on which serves as a protective barrier to keep his sensations from overwhelming him and a strict discipline to always wear a rubber to protect himself and his partner. Which he instilled in his Bad Batch brothers and an adopted practice by his newfound Scourge brothers, respecting the Kaminoins’ ideals of Jengo Fett’s DNA overriding the human gene pool across the galaxy. Foxen giggled into a pleasured moan as Hunter pulled out of her. Feeling relaxed she kisses him softly, but she can tell that he’s still coming down from an intense encounter. She pulls away from him to give his senses a hiatus. She sees how his hand is holding his member as he lays there breathing deeply to keep from hyperventilating. Foxen takes it upon herself to take the condom off of him; it was still tight along his cock and when she removed it he was continuously releasing sperm, shooting some onto her hands. He shirked away for a second at the sensation of release from the rubber, finally relaxing. She held the used condom up to see how much he had filled it; it’s a healthy amount, easily enough to make a baby. He stretches back against the pillows, completely wiped out, and yet longing to feel her skin against his again. She placed the condom in a bin at the bedside and tasted his cum on her fingers. He watched as she played with his sperm in her mouth, tasting his product as he did with her squirt. She cleaned her fingers and swallowed loudly, not that she needed to in order for him to hear it anyways. She flashes a grin, and he reaches an arm out to her as a signal to cuddle. She obliges and they curl up together on the comforter, the air is warm and smells like sex, enjoying the now gentle skin to skin contact. Foxen admires his body in the same fashion taking in his sweat and musk.
“Hunter?” Foxen asks first to break the restful silence.
“Hm?” He answers and looks down at her, his hands getting tangled in her hair and glancing over the rest of her body in the moonlight.
“Is this going to be a regular thing?” She asked and looked down at his chest in slight embarrassment but wanting an answer so she can start to organize her feelings. Compartmentalizing is a key survival trait that begins with near-paranoid discipline after all.
“I would like it to be, Foxen. But that’s up to you, Captain.”
“Why leave it to me? You’re the man.” She noted.
“I want to hear you call me ‘your man’ then.” He said gruffly, his arm around her backside flexed possessively, locking her in place on him, with a heated look in his eyes like that of a dominant bjorn over a female. Her core began to heat up from his primal gaze, the effect he has on her does not go unnoticed by this male.
“I want you as my man,” she said and drug a hand up his chest and rubbed the area of his shoulder to his neck in a soothing manner.
“Then you’re my girl.”
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RIP Lee
Here I didn’t think he could be any hotter…I was wrong. Halfling drake Voorpret ft Lee. Original concept by @gregorsmissingarmor 😌✨
So am I the only one wanting to cry and grin the whole way through the new clone wars episodes? Like Obi Wan appears and I want to squeal but at the same time I wanna cry because for fucks sake that man is so sad and has gone through so much why do you have to do this to him?
And Anakin seems so happy and enthusiastic and he smiles at obi wan and I have too many feelings about this.
Also very hyped for Maul because he is an amazing character. It’s gonna be epic. (And sad)
And then there is Ahsoka... and I’m crying even more. Someone help
Note to anyone who needs it: don’t let your lesbian friend who’s never watched Star Wars rate clones
(they will be brutal)
Posting this here because people on tiktok got really mad
For example:
Story behind the contact name: in high school they forgot how to spell diesel and wrote ‘desil’ instead
huntah <3
Tried a different artstyle and I don’t know how to feel about it (code for i hate it)
alternate version under cut!!
yeah nevermind idk if i like this anymore
Captain Rex as an ice hockey player??
i used to figure skate, and like,, i loved ice hockey players (still do ngl) soo alas this was made
don’t know whether or not im actually going to finish this though
The Bad Batch if they auditioned for school musicals!!
(only making this bc i auditioned for a musical earlier today and i was so nervous)
Hunter: Auditions for the main male lead, flips his hair about eighty times whilst auditioning, only ever sings one verse of the song but always gets told it was more than enough and he did great, got the main male lead once, other than that, mostly background characters, because the performing arts teachers really like him.
Wrecker: Comforts the younger years who are auditioning for the first time and are nervous, usually goes for backstage crew to help out, but is happy to play any extras, always gives his opinion to his brothers when they’re auditioning.
Tech: Knows every single song and researches every character in advance, but applies for stage lights. Somehow gets talked into playing an understudy for one of the lead roles and absolutely smashing it (little hc of that he meets Phee through this, as she’s playing the love interest for the character that he is an undestudy for.)
Crosshair: Auditions for chorus, gets chorus, Hunter and Echo have tried to convince him to go for lead roles because, in their words, “why not”, but he always refused and did chorus, and was really good friends with one of the male drama teachers who said Crosshair was “eccentric”
Echo: Auditions for chorus, gets main cast, he actually has an amazing singing voice, and rehearses his song all the time, is really sweet to everyone else on the cast as a whole, but everyone loves him (who wouldn’t?)
Omega: auditions for main cast in her first or second year, but usually one of the younger characters, so she gets it, her brothers all come to see her in the musical
little bonus :)
Fives: Doesn’t audition, but goes to every single show to support his brothers and absolutely loves it, all of it, and sometimes even helps them audition by running lines with them.
im gonna cry what
this is so good
Hi Mollo! I'm Patryk. (In English Patrick, from Poland. My English is very poor :/ but I will do my best :D ) I'm really like your work!!! You have such a big talent!!! I fall in love with Japanese culture, anime etc .. I have so many questions about this, but this is not place for it. :/ So... Maybe you try to draw a clone shortly after the battle?Standing so sad, but proud. With a little dirty and destroyed armor. I really would like to see this on your blog. Greetings from Poland!
Hi Patryk!!Thank you for your message from Poland! I’m glad you say that!!Please let me know if there is anything I can do for you XDI drew a comic because thanks to your request I came up with a story :)Yes… They all are heroes… There are as many stories as there are Clones… ;_;
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idk i just like this picture of my room at sunset
We call it team bounding
So.... I just moved in in my appartment with my roomate. We are both huge star wars fans. We have OC, and clones OC.
We just created lore with them all because we have problems with our boiler. I shall add taht we're in there since... what, 3 days ? barely x)
Anyway, let me just present you our new clones OC : MacGyver and Chuck Norris !
They are Corries (because our "jedi" OC are really often with the corries), and... Yeah, our headcannon is that Palpatine gave the corries a really old and shut down buildings, so at first, there are a lot of problem (floods, electric problems, etc...). So every Corrie knows how to handle small problems. But when there are bigger and more complicated problems ? They call Macgyver. They have the theme to call him. And his assistant is Chuck Norris.
Why you would ask ? Well, it's for the times Macgyver would have to get away on an emergency with a bad senator. Chuck Norris would just force the senator to let them go.
Btw : Both of them are Alpha class. Just for the fun.
Oh, and the Corries love both their general (i'm gonna give their names : Alex and Red), 'cause they helped a lot, and still do. Imagine a big flood in the senate building : well nothing is damage because they acted fast ! (and they insulted the chancelor a little bit after that but yeah...)
@weirdest-lights is my roomate btw. this was just discussed x)
Dark Ahsoka's art for @phantasm-echo
I really liked the concept and decided to draw this gorgeous woman
I finally found time between work and school to draw, so here's a piece I started drawing back in June.
Beautiful Cody☀️ in gold✨
Okay, I've been thinking about this for a while, so I decided to draw it out
Bonus:
