idk if u still take req, but i've been thinking purge trooper cody hunting child padawan reader who living with obi-wan in tattoine. it's like battle with himself rather than the two jedi, like yk trying to resist inhibitor chip. slight codywan will be cute
ignore this if u don't seems interested, thankuu for all u'r hardwork! i love every single of it!!
Purge trooper Cody on the brain! Did I stray a little from the prompt? Maybe-
“Dead of Night”
Could this be a follow up to this old fic (x) maybe but I’m not sure…
Summary: Cody tracked them down, spotted together were the 2 people that haunted his dreams. He was a good soldier, he had to be
Pairing: purge trooper Cody x GN!padawan reader (PLATONIC)
Warning: guilt hurt/comfort (that’s all I could find really but let me know if I missed any)
Word count: 1256 (not proof read at all)
Notes: I swear I posted this a few days ago, sorry for disappearing
This armor wasn’t his.
It sat wrong on his lean frame, heavier than the one before. Cody shook his shoulder out before slipping the dark helmet onto his head.
He missed his sunshine armor from so long ago.
If he thought ever so hard Cody could almost hear the faint laugh of once before while painting the sun burst on his armor.
These thoughts never seemed to stick around.
A blaster still hung at his hip accompanied by the unfamiliar weight of the eltro-shock staff many of the purge troopers use.
Unethical. Cody thought stomping down the halls the to docked ship waiting to take him away. The weight and feeling of said weapon made him sick.
The ship rustled under his feet during take off, so caught up in his thoughts the dread of this mission sank into his bones.
The sun never seemed more dull.
•••
Sand was everywhere. The sun radiated heat over the barren lands where a small house was situated. If you could even call it that.
Watching the twin suns set for the one-millionth time seemed always new and different. The warm colors filled your eyes and cover your skin in a honey color.
A chest plate was clutched in your lap. The names started to fade ever so slightly, but with the many times you’ve read over them the order was engraved in your memory.
As the suns took its last peak over the horizon before finally submitting to the darkness that bled into the cloudless sky, you spoke softly names names that were painted into the backside of the chest plate.
Starting with the familiar signature of your master and the commanders closely under his, ending with Trapper and the small name of Rex’s tucked into the corner.
From the front of the shelter you heard the calls from your master. The urgency in his voice made your blood run cold and to discard the piece of armor off to the side.
“Y/N” Obi-wan said once again as you stoped near his side, a comm was clutched tightly in his hand.
You nodded your head slightly in acknowledgement waiting for him to say something else.
“Comms and intel found an emperial shuttle inbound.” His tone was even and cold as it has been the entire time on this desolate planet.
“Is this worrisome?” The word master almost slipped past your teeth as you fought long and hard to break the habit for safety reasons.
With a sigh Obi-wan answered. “Not necessarily, it looks like it’s going to land near the town the check things out there.” He turned fully to you now placing a gentle hand on your shoulder.
“There’s nothing to worry too much about young one, but the village will be off limits until they leave.”
A weight was slightly lifted off your chest with his somewhat reassuring words. The slight shake in your hands were present while you patted your old masters arm.
This wasn’t easy on either of you. It never will be.
The brisk wind of the night rattled through your bones jolting you awake. It was new that it wasn’t a nightmare this time and for that you were thankful.
The soft shuffle of Obi-wan under a shear blanket was the only other noise you could hear besides your own breaths.
You knew he was a soft sleeper, now more than ever. But something deep within, long since been buried reignited.
A pull of something through the force while you tried to be rid of it never it truly seemed to be gone for long.
In the distance a small flicker of a light danced along the horizon. If it was a flashlight of some sorts it would imply that the holder was running.
The feeling again bubbled in your chest as you took a few steps out on the soft sand. One look over your shoulder showed your master still resting.
You couldn’t turn now. Whatever force god was watching over you wouldn’t allow it. The existence of fate was a touchy subject.
Strong winds continued to try and knock you down while you persisted through to whoever was on their way
Calls of your name was lost to the breeze in the dead of night. Oblivious of the man that followed you continued forward.
You stoped dead in your tracks while the figure approached further. The force surrounding this individual was sweet and familiar, normally lighting up your face with a smile.
Normally.
Something else, more complex and darker seemed to look around the edges but not close enough to deter you.
The man shook slightly from the spot that he watched from. You watched the twitchy movements as a hand flew too his blaster, but never touching it.
Instead another hand slowly reached for the dark helmet that masked him from you.
A ghost stood in front of you. Once you never thought you’d see again. The great maker above was clearly playing a sick twisted joke on you.
His name could barely form on you lips while taking a few steps back from the man you never thought you’d see again. The one that along with his brothers betrayed you.
You felt a shuffle to your side; the words “Drop your weapons’ rang out through the night from your master.
A blaster of his own didn’t shake. Stepping in front of you the sight of the man in front of you made your master take another look as well.
Obeying he threw the blaster that seemed to stick closer to him than any other trooper he started working with, and the foreign weapon that he didn’t want to be associated with anymore.
Dropping his helmet as well Cody fell to one of his knees, a hand came a cradled the side of his head.
Both you and your master were frozen where you stood. The cloudy eyes of yours tore through every defense that Obi-wan tried so hard to put up.
Through the wind the quiet cries blew to your ears. Your Cody was hurting; in more ways than one.
“Master” you almost begged as you both took a step forward.
Obi-wan tried so hard to keep the people in his life safe. Sabine, Anakin, Cody, and now you. Every buzzer in his mind was ringing saying this was a trap. That he should take you and run.
He was at the purge troopers side in a moment. Obi-wan’s strong embraced engulfed Cody and the weight crashed into him.
For months now this was all that he wanted.
Everything to be drowned out.
“Oh my love.” Was whispered slightly into his ear, Cody was quick to wrap his arms protectively around his general. The one that wasn’t going to get away again.
Cody’s cries became louder while another body wrapped around his shaking form. Weapons and enemies forgotten Cody let down all his walls and the floodgates opened.
“My head hurts.” Was the only thing Cody could get past his teeth and oh boy was it true. His own mind seemed to turn against him, to scream at him that he shouldn’t be doing this.
Good soldiers follow orders.
But even better ones protect those who stand besides them.
“We’ve got you now Cody.” Your voice flooded his ears, blocking out the screams of yours that haunted his every moment. “We can help you.”
Masked by the dead of night only tomorrow would they realized that another soldier went AWOL.
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This was a little idea that I came up with for some reason but yeah.
“Ad’ika”
Summary: Fives have been patronizing you for the last couple of rotations with a word in a language you don’t understand. Now you’ll stop at nothing to figure out his little game.
Paring: Fives x GN Padawan Reader (PLATONIC WOOO)
Warning: none :) please try to enjoy
Word count: 902 This was meant to be a drabble but long then I expected, but shorter than my normal fics… if that makes sense
Notes: giving myself a pat on the back for actually proof reading something. Thank you thank you *bows*

Fives laughed as he practically draped himself over Echo's shoulder, he knew exactly what he was doing.
"Just tell me Fives!" You shot your hands up, running them quickly through your hair. Fives for the past few rotations started calling you a name in a language you didn't understand which was very unfair.
Ad'ika.
It has been haunting you since Fives started.
You knew some words in Mando'a but this was not one of the limited few.
A smirk flashed across his face again. Echo rolled his eyes at his batch mates actions knowing it was stupid to peeve off a Jedi.
"Echo come on." You tried him for the 100th time. "At least tell me it's nothing bad."
"It's nothing bad." Echo simply said looking from you to Fives.
"Then tell me!"
Fives only shook his head before looking down to his comms. "Maybe after training, which your going to be late for." He shot a finger up silencing your next thought, then jabbed towards the door the doors.
You took one last desperate glance at Echo which he only replayed with a shrug. Heavy footsteps stomped through the halls and out of their ear shot.
"Are you ever going to end their misery? I'm sure by tomorrow they're going to be threatening you with that lightsaber." Echo glance back at Fives as he now decided to get up once you were gone.
"Maybe." Fives said with a laugh. "I'm already in too deep, I said it on accident once but it's kinda growing on me." He bumped shoulders with Echo as they walked out into the halls.
"Besides it's making all the vodes very happy to have just a little fun keeping a small secret."
"And to be calling them that." Echo added as they both turned without thought to the barracks.
You dodged out of the way as you felt the air of the punch that Anakin sent right against your cheek.
The small training room aboard the Dominator wasn’t ideal but between missions it was perfect, or even to clear up some thoughts.
Anakin sent another kick that barely missed grazing your side. You could hear the load inhale that came from the Captain watching
“Y/N what’s going on today?” He asked in between punches and kicks. “Your distracted- I can barely hear myself think.”
With a grunt you sent another kick towards your master which he easily blocked. “Fives is driving me up the wall.” You said with a breath.
“What’s new? Welcome to my life.” Rex added from the wall he leaned on. “What did he do this time.” Anakin finished for him, bringing the sparing to a stop.
“He keeps saying something to me that I don’t understand. Every cycle I hear it but he won’t tell me, none of the men will.” You slide down the wall to the dusty mat that covered most of the floor.
Rex let out a small chuckle before Anakin joined you on the floor. “Well what is it?”
You leaned your head on the wall before answering. “Ad’ika.” The new language felt weird on your tongue. “Do you know it master?”
Anakin glanced at Rex before looking back at you. “Fives is calling you that?” He asked with a smile growing on his face.
“Yes! All the men are. Do you know what it means?” Your eyes lightened up looking form Anakin and Rex. Maybe finally you’ll get answers.
Anakin along with Rex started to laugh, clearly something about your misery was amusing to them.
“Well since Fives asked me not too I’m sure the general would be perfect to let you in on their little game.” Rex put his hands up in surrender as he joined the pair on the ground.
Rex watched as Anakin leaned over and whispered in your ear. You snapped your head towards his direction with a questioning look on your face.
“Are you sure?”
“I’m more than sure Y/N.” Anakin said with a smirk. “I’ve definitely heard Rex say it before.”
It made perfect sense now.
An old mission where you and Fives were in a Saloon when someone asked who you were- it rolled right off his tongue just as easy as his name did when introducing himself.
In the dead of night after a hard campaign- the comforting words seemed to wrap you up like a blanket.
All the times Fives has called you that seemed to be seen clearly through the light of day. They all came flooding back to you.
It seemed like a trance when you got up and walked away from the training room. Your brain didn’t really know where you were going but your legs did.
Around a corner, then another. You practically bumped into Fives as you turned into another corridor, the path to the barracks seemed engraved into your mind at this point.
“How was training Ad-“ Before he could finish his sentence you wrapped your arms in a rib crushing hug around Fives.
Caught off guard it took him a second to really register what was going on. “Is everything all right Y/N?”
You nodded into his chest, staying in his warm embrace for a moment longer before you said. “I like that name. Please don’t ever stop using it.”
You felt Fives give a little chuckle before he said. “I knew you would.
Ad’ika: Little one/ Son/ Daughter
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me and the logan hoes 😭
started thinking about them ngl
Who's the birthday boy?
This big bright beautiful sunshine!!!!🌻🥹
Happy 56th Birthday, Hugh~🥳🎂
The Dancing King👑
PEDRO PASCAL dancing on the set of THE LAST OF US
Yk That trend where people jump into a random persons car and hop’s on the owner in the driver seat’s lap to make their ex whether a friend or lover jealous? Well that trend but as payment as to not kick them out of their car reader requires said character to let them fuck them in response! Who would be in this situation and what way would they be fucked.
-Souya’s anon lover
I actually don't know that trend, but I like your spin on it heehee. I'll stick to tokyo rev, genshin, HSR, and BSD characters for this.
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Who ends up bouncing on your dick right there in the car:
HANMA, Kazutora, Souya, Aether, TARTAGLIA, Dottore, Furina, Venti, Wriothesley, CAELUS, Jing Yuan, Jingliu, Nikolai, Mori, Ranpo
Who ends up getting bred in missionary/mating press in your house:
Baji, Draken, Kakucho, Rindou, MIKEY, Capitano, Baizhu, Zhongli, Scaramouche, XIAO, LYNEY, KAVEH, BLADE, Kafka, Welt Yang, Jiaoqiu, CHUUYA, Sigma, Verlaine, Fyodor
Who ends up giving you a blowjob/handjob in a public bathroom/an alley:
Chifuyu, Nahoya, Ran, Kisaki, Sanzu, Shion, GAMING, Alhaitham, Sethos, Arlecchino, Ororon, Firefly, BOOTHILL, Atsushi, Fukuzawa
ANAKIN / VADER - AHSOKA 1x05 THE SHADOW WARRIOR
I need him in my bed
This is my first ever request! But how about secretly perverted higuruma? I imagine him being a regular office worker or attorney who's decently good at his job, and seemingly calm and collected at work, but he's secretly obsessed with his female superior. Like he dreams of her degrading him in her office after hours as she steps on his pathetic hard on. Him begging and crying for her mercy. That'd be cute 🎀
—hiromi higuruma • jujutsu kaisen
cw: sub!higuruma, dom!fem reader, office setting, power imbalance, degradation, footplay / stepping, crying kink, humiliation kink, higuruma begging, dubiously sane behavior
a/n; i’d never written anything about higuruma before, this was funn!!
he was already hard when you walked into the office.
you didn’t notice at first—your heels clicking across the tile, papers in your hand, expression sharp—but he did.
he noticed everything
the scent of your perfume.
the subtle movement of your skirt.
the slight frown on your face when you saw he was still here.
“you’re still working?” you asked, uninterested.
“ah—yes,” he replied, pushing his knees closer together under the desk. “just finishing a few things.”
his voice was calm. steady.
but inside?
he was screaming.
you walked behind him. didn’t even stop.
but your heels echoed in his head like a countdown.
he was already half-choking on the image: you catching him jerking off under the desk like a fucking pervert. dragging him to the floor. putting your heel on his cock and asking, “this is what you needed?”
and then—
you did stop.
right behind him.
“stand up,” you said. tone cold. unreadable.
“w-what…?”
you turned, slowly. “you’ve been staring at me for weeks. practically drooling. you think i don’t notice when a dog’s in heat?”
his face burned.
he stood up.
his hard-on was very visible now.
you looked down at it.
then at him.
“…pathetic.”
he whimpered.
and then—before he could even ask—your foot pressed against his cock.
firm. cruel.
he shuddered.
“get on the floor, higuruma.”
“yes—yes, ma’am—”
he dropped like a man praying.
on his knees. flushed. cock twitching.
“beg.”
“please… please step on me. use me. i’m disgusting. i can’t stop thinking about you, i—i need you to humiliate me, please—”
your heel pressed down harder.
he sobbed.
but he never moved away.