Y/N: YoU’ll BE FALLing IN LOVeee

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02. rip pedro ♡

Part of you almost forgot how violent ice hockey could get, watching the practice as people are ramming each other into the barriers or over onto the ice — and these people were teammates. You hate to think about how they treat people they don’t know.

You’re sat on a bench a few rows back beside Akaashi, who keeps glancing between the rink and his book in his lap. He keeps commenting on the plays, gesturing to each different player on the rink with ease. You, on the other hand, can’t find Bokuto for the life of you. You just keep noticing everyone shoving each other, the puck being violently flung across the air. You’re grateful when the whistle blows and they gather in a circle around their coach for a couple minutes.

“See that guy with the number one on his shirt?” Akaashi lightly nudges you and points to the only person still on the ice. “That’s Iwaizumi.”

Iwaizumi slides the puck across the ice before slamming it into the goal with an insane amount of strength. He skates forward to take it back, skating around the rink to get it in the other goal.

“Do you want me and Bokuto to wait for you?”

You shake your head and pick up your bag and skates from the floor. “No, it’s okay. Even if he says no, he can’t stop me from using it for the next…fifteen minutes. Thanks, though.”

You make your way down the steps and take a seat on a bench by the gate, changing into your skates. Ignoring the looks you get from passing members of the hockey team, you stand up and step out onto the rink.

Your presence is instantly felt by Iwaizumi — or maybe it was the sound of the gate closing that notified him. Either way, he skids to a halt and turns to face you. Though you can’t see what he looks like through his helmet, you can feel yourself shrinking under his stare.

“Can I talk to you?”

He shrugs his shoulders and removes his helmet, waiting for you to approach him.

Withholding your sigh, you reluctantly skate towards him as slow as possible. All you can think about is how badly you wish he kept the helmet on; he looks as if he may kill you. When you stop as far as possible from him, he eyes you up and down like you’re the most disgusting thing he’s seen.

Instantly, your nerves are replaced by anger. Fuck you, then. With the fakest smile you can muster, you rest your hands on your hips and look him straight in the eye. “My name’s y/n, I’ve transferred from Tokyo. I’m a championship skater, I’ve been the top in Japan for the last three years and I plan to make it four. I can’t do that unless we can come to an agreement about sharing the rink. Just two hours a day is all I and the other figure skaters, need.”

“We only practice two hours a day. The rink is open for you the rest of the time. Why is this my problem?” Iwaizumi shrugs his shoulders and leans on the stick beside him. “I’m sure you can figure it out yourself, you look smart. Unless that’s why you got transferred?”

A scoff slips out, which clearly doesn’t sit well with Iwaizumi. “Not that it’s any of your business, but I’m a good student. Like, really good. But I don’t think that matters when it comes to designating time on the ice. I would like to suggest that the figure skaters get two hours in the morning when it opens, and after that we can share the rink. How does that sound?”

Once again, Iwaizumi eyes you up and down. He pulls his helmet back on and backs away. “In your dreams, princess. If you’re that desperate, there’s about ten minutes until the rink shuts. Make the most of it.”

# fun fact !

when he turned around, y/n couldn’t help but sneak a peak at his ass

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summary. when an unfortunate incident kicks you out of your university and risks your reputation as one of the top figures skater in the country, you find your place in sendai. but when you discover they only have one rink, designated to their a-league hockey team, your chance at a comeback slips from your grasp. your only in is with the captain of the hockey team. the issue with that? he couldn’t care less who you are.

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The light of Umbara

Kinktober ‘24 - exhibitionism

Rex/501st × F!reader

Rating: Explicit

Wordcount: 1.5k

Summary: You’re in a relationship with Rex and the latest mission is proving to be especially hard. When his messages get more and more hopeless you decide to take matters in your own hands.

Notes: This is the first of a few shorter fics I wrote for Kinktober. If you have any special kink and clone you would love to see, my request are open. We have recording of masturbation, kind of remote barracks bunny? All for our favorite captain and his men.

The war was never easy, but Umbara was a special kind of hell.

You had been through long missions before, waiting for Rex to return from one battle after another, but this time was different. Umbara was a planet drenched in darkness-both literally and figuratively.

The constant shadow of war had worn down the men, and you could feel the weight in Rex's messages. General Skywalker had been called away on urgent business, leaving the 501st in the hands of General Krell, a Jedi that couldn't have been more different from Anakin. Cold, calculating, and seemingly indifferent to the lives of his men, Krell was draining the spirit out of the entire battalion.

You could feel it in Rex's words. He tried to stay strong, as he always did, but you knew him better than anyone. His messages came less frequently, and when they did, they were short, tired. You could feel his frustration with Krell, his exhaustion with the war, and the weight of leadership pressing down on him.

One night, you received a message from Rex, and this time, it wasn't about the mission.

"Everyone's down. Krell is making things harder than they need to be. It's taking a toll on the men.. on all of us. Just wanted to hear from you. Miss you."

Your heart ached for him. You knew the toll this war took, not just on his body but on his spirit, and it was times like these when he needed something to lift him up.

That's when you got an idea.

Rex had told you before that when morale was low, anything that could lift the spirits of the men -even something small- could make a world of difference.

So, you decided to give them something that would do more than just raise morale.

You wanted to give them hope.

A little light in the dark.

You took your datapad, positioning it above your bed just right. You spent half an hour fumbling round trying to suspend it from your ceiling lamp. And when you finally succeeded you stripped down, leaving on only a very tiny pair of lace panties - the ones Rex had always liked, the ones that made his breath hitch whenever he saw you in them.

You felt a thrill as you adjusted the datapad, ensuring it captured your entire body.

Once you were satisfied with the angle, you hit record.

Laying back against your pillows, you let out a soft sigh, slowly pushing the blanket off your body, revealing your bare skin.

You imagined Rex watching you, imagined him being right there with you, and it sent a shiver down your spine. Your hands moved slowly, teasingly, over your skin. You wanted to draw this out, to make it as enticing as possible, not just for Rex but for the men who might see it too.

Your fingers trailed down your stomach, playing at the edge of your lace panties before slipping just beneath the fabric.

You moaned softly, knowing the camera was catching every sound, every twitch of pleasure as you began touching yourself. Your fingers moved between your slick folds, already soaked from the thought of what you were doing and who would be watching.

You slowly slid off your panties and threw them towards the camera with a teasing smile.

But you weren’t done yet.

You reached over to the nightstand, grabbing the white-and-blue marbled dildo that Rex had given you as a gift, a reminder of him while he was away.

You held it up to the camera for a moment, letting the men watching know exactly what was coming.

Slowly, you slid the dildo down your body, spreading your legs to make sure the got a good view, teasing your clit with the tip before pressing it inside you.

The sensation made you gasp, your back arching off the bed as the dildo filled you. You pumped it in and out of yourself, letting your moans grow louder as you imagined it was Rex thrusting into you. You could almost hear his voice in your ear, whispering sweet, filthy things as he took you apart.

"Rex," you moaned softly, your free hand moving to your breast, pinching your nipple as you picked up the pace. You knew how to work yourself up, how to give them a show, and you weren't going to stop until you were trembling from your first orgasm.

It didn't take long. The combination of the dildo and your fingers rubbing circles against your clit had you spiraling fast. With one final thrust, you cried out, your body shuddering as the first orgasm ripped through you.

But you weren't done. Not yet.

You pulled the dildo out, laying back against the pillows as you caught your breath. But the heat between your legs was still burning, and you needed more. You started again, rubbing your clit, pushing yourself toward a second orgasm. This time, the build-up was slower, more intense. You could already feel a slight overstimulation setting in, but that only made it better.

"Fuck," you moaned softly, your fingers moving faster as the pleasure in your core built again.

The squelching of you pussy when you thrusted the dildo back in was straight up lewd and you shuddered feeling yourself stretch around it.

With one final moan, your body convulsed, your second orgasm crashing over you in waves, even better than the first one. Your breath was ragged, your body glistening with sweat as you finally set the dildo aside, your hands trembling.

You reached for the datapad, stopping the recording.

Your heart raced as you attached the video to a message, typing out a quick note:

"A little light in the dark, for you. And for the boys, if you want to share."

You sent the message off, your heart pounding with anticipation. It was bold -risky even-but you knew Rex, and you knew he'd appreciate it. Now, all you had to do was wait.

You ran yourself a hot bath, sinking into the water as you let the warmth soothe your muscles. You couldn't stop thinking about the video, about Rex's reaction when he saw it. Would he watch it alone? Would he share it with his brothers? The thought made your core tighten again, your body aching for his touch.

Hours passed, you got out of the tub, ordered some food and cuddle up on the couch with a holodrama and just as you were beginning to think you might not hear from him tonight, your datapad pinged.

"Look what you did. Love you so much."

Your heart skipped a beat as you opened the attachment.

The video began, and immediately, you recognized the familiar dim lighting of a barracks room. In the middle of the room was a table with a datapad, and from the sounds, you knew it was your video playing. You moans echoed through the small space.

The men were gathered around the table, most of them in their white-and-blue armor and some in their blacks, the same ones you had seen a thousand times. But now, there was something different in the air-something heavy, almost primal.

Groans and gasps filled the room as the men watched your video. You could see their hands moving toward their cocks, some already stroking themselves as the video continued. The camera didn't show faces, but you could hear their breath hitching, could see the way their bodies tensed as they watched you touch yourself.

A few of them hesitated at first, but as your moans filled the room, it was clear that none of them could resist. You heard the familiar clicking of codpieces being removed and by the end of the video, all of them had their cocks in their hands, stroking themselves in time with your movements.

You watched in awe as the men gave in completely to their desires, their breathing heavy as they lost themselves in the video. When the recording got to the part where you fucked yourself with the dildo in the colors of their battalion there was no holding back.

One by one, they came, their groans filling the room as they spilled onto the table in front of them. It was messy, desperate, and incredibly hot.

But the best part came at the end. As the last few moans faded, you heard Rex's voice, soft but clear, cutting through the darkness.

"Can't wait to come home to you and reward you," he whispered.

And then the video ended.

You stared at the screen, your heart racing, your body trembling with arousal. You could hardly believe what you had just watched, and yet, the thought of all those men coming undone to the sight of you-it made you ache for more. But it was Rex's words that stuck with you, the promise of what awaited you when he finally came home.

You sank down onto the cushions of your sofa slipping your hand into your panties, you were soaked, your mind spinning. Rex had always been a man of his word, and you knew that when he returned, he wouldn't just reward you - he would worship you.

jealousy, jealousy

synopsis: the cod guys get jealous // requested by anon <3

ੈ✩‧₊˚ price, gaz, ghost, soap, alejandro, rudy, graves, makarov

cw: suicide joke (ghost), graves being toxic

an: graves turns into the most toxic mf when he's jealous, i just know it. i need him so bad

dividers from @/saradika-graphics :)

how they kiss you: part one

Clone force 99:

character(s): Hunter, Tech, Wrecker, Crosshair, Echo

genre: fluff, romance, crack (kinda)

overview: this is literally just how the boys would kiss you. literally just that.

warning(s): Tech doesn’t know how to kiss, Crosshair is a freak, (jk, he just gets a lil spicy with it), mentioned of making out, slobber, Hunter’s a lil suave, sexual innuendos, references and implications of smut

Hunter:

-okay, but he’s such a gentleman while doing it?

-it depends on his mood really, and what the occasion is.

-Hunter doesn’t overdo kisses, but out of all of them, he is the one who probably will give the most (besides Wrecker, ahem.)

-He’ll kiss you when you wake up, when you make him food, right before he leaves, and when you go to bed.

-Unless he’s feeling a little… ahem. Y’know. A lil teasing that day

-His kisses are deep but short. Enough to make you blush but also leaving you yearning for more

-he’s a lil tease, but if you pout about it, he’ll just send you that boyish smile and give you another one

-”don’t gotta miss me that much, mesh’la,”

-yeah. That’s him..

-Hunter probably has somewhat chapped lips, (as most clones), but not to the point where they scrape yours. And they’re also somewhat thin (like most clones), so basically, they’re not that different from a regs

-except they’re a bit plushier, if that makes sense

-his stubble WILL scratch against you

-he’ll rarely give tongue unless he’s feeling a little freaky and has the intention on, well, y’know.

-”spread those legs, mesh’la,”

-yeah, y’know, the fun stuff

-so yeah.

-kisses are like a 10/10, would recommend

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Tech:

-SO AWKWARD.

-sorry Tech lovers, but like. We’re talking about the Tech, the one who can’t understand or take hints whatsoever…

-a NERD.

-he’s such a virgin, smh

-but like… a subtle virgin, ykwim?

-you wouldn’t know he was a virgin. Like, you literally wouldn’t.

-until you kissed him and he expressed his shock and stated that this was an ‘interesting development.’

-”....fascinating. Do it again. This time I’d like to record the acceleration of our heart rates and the texture of your lips against mine. Allow me to retrieve my datapad–”

-yeah. Like. It’s either the most hottest thing hearing him talk all smart after the kiss or the most ‘dude, are you serious’ kinda thing.

-Tech is not really a kisser, but a pecker

-they’re not frequent, but they’re enough for you to still kinda expect them, yk?

-his kisses are chaste and respectful. Never awkward, but usually quick.

-such as, a kiss on your knuckles or your temple or hair. Tech doesn’t go for lips, but he doesn’t mind if you initiate those to him and he will depending on the mood you or him are in

-i actually like to think his lips are actually kinda soft. Not like, baby smooth, but soft.

-i don’t think he gets needy for them, but there are times where he really just wants to feel your lips on him

-he loves the texture and the warmth.

-he won’t really ask though.

-it’s more for ‘experimentation’, in his words.

-”I’d like to explore this further with you. This time, can you kiss me a little bit firmer?”

-7/10 in the beginning, but Tech learns quickly and is extremely observant, and soon learns exactly where to nip, suck, bite, lick, and kiss.

-just give him a little more lessons

-for science, of course

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Wrecker:

-okay guys

-he is NOT as innocent as he looks, i’m sorry

-respectful, yeah. Gentle, yeah.

-but INNOCENT?? Yeah, no.

-have you seen that deleted scene in clone wars with the Padme art?

-”Yeah, she could negotiate with me any time!”

-erm. Guys.

-and that translates in his kisses.

-he’s not shy whatsoever.

-gentle, of course, but you want him to be rough?

-oh, he’ll be rough.

-okay, let me backtrack, so when y’all are still new to a relationship and all that, he’s nervous. Holds you like glass and kisses you like he’s unsure if he even wants to.

-he was scared. He knows he’s a big guy, and doesn’t wanna hurt you.

-but once you get to that point in your relationship with a lotta reassurance and carefulness and praise and teasing

-my man is most definitely a tank

-and packing one too– ahem.

-he kisses a lot. Anywhere. Kinda worships you with his mouth, lips, tongue and all. Take that as you will.

-his kisses are passionate. Deep. Like his love for you, but they can also be gentle. Soft.

-Large hands will come and cradle you or hold your hips in place, he loves picking you up when you kiss.

-his lips are different, they’re PLUSH. Plump, and bigger than his other brothers. Fully cushioned. It’s nice.

-”Hey! One more, baby! Miss ya already!”

-he’s actually a good kisser. Like, you’ll be starstruck

-and he’ll be giggling

-the type to be giggling and grinning into the kiss

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Crosshair:

-holy. Where do I even start with him.

-he’s smooth. Annoyingly so.

-the type to kiss you to shut you up

-out of all his brothers, I feel like he gets hit on the most when he’s out and about.

-it’s just cuz he’s ‘mysterious’

-he’s actually never really interested, unless he’s feeling rather frisky and pent up

-when he’s not being angsty and emo, he’s actually low-key kinda flirty with you whenever moments like that actually do pop up.

-and you better believe, all his kisses include tongue.

-you go in for a kiss, that’s you asking for a makeout session, and if he’s feeling mischievous, he’ll tear away and walk away leaving you a breathless and yearning and hot and bothered mess.

-”So desperate for me and all I did was kiss you.”

-BULL. That’s bull. He knew what he was doing.

-there are moments where he’ll be gentle with you though. Usually when he feels vulnerable.

-others, they’re rough yanks to him. Hand on the back of your neck and slamming his lips on yours.

-tongue swiping over your bottom lip before pulling it between his teeth, soothing it with his tongue again before licking into your mouth and sucking on your tongue once or twice.

-messy and they lead to a messy bed afterwards too.

-most definitely a lil freaky

-and guess what? Despite having one of the thinnest lips, they’re baby smooth.

-wanna know why? Skincare.

-he’s obsessed with it. What a princess.

-yet he still looks sixty.

-not down below.

-definitely doesn’t feel like one.

-anywho, that’s not the topic, so he has really soft lips and knows how to use them

-WILL smirk into the kiss

-cocky bastard

-100% recommend if you wanna get laid.

-”Careful what you’re asking for, doll.”

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Echo:

-my sweet baby

-i love him sm

-he’s shy in the beginning, but so gentlemanly

-his kisses really express his love for you. Every emotion, every feeling is poured out into that kiss.

-whether it be I love you, I missed you, I’ll be back, be safe, don’t be back too late,

-yeah.

-they’re deep and firm and gentle, but not timid

-he is NOT shy of his love for you

-one arm around your waist, his bionic hand cradling the back of your head, it’s so sweet

-he loves cupping your face with his flesh hand while kissing you

-he just loves the contact

-kisses are frequent, but not too

-he loves dancing with you and dipping you into a kiss.

-cliche, but Echo is an old-school romantic, believe it or not

-swaying around you, spinning you with a warm smile on his face, pale brown orbs glowing gold as he looked at you,

-”you’re beautiful,”

-and it’s a soft-spoken promise as he presses his lips to yours

-he does have cold lips, but it’s a nice feeling against your warm ones

-please pepper his cold skin with kisses, he’ll be a puddle for you and feel so loved, (and warmed up.)

-anywho, he doesn’t have that much experience, so teach him, because he’d love to learn.

-all in all, he just loves you so much–

-so sweet

-”Love you, angel. C’mere, lemme give you another one.”

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03. she’s an attention whore

# fun fact !

y/n is ready to throw hands with anybody she needs to

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summary. when an unfortunate incident kicks you out of your university and risks your reputation as one of the top figures skater in the country, you find your place in sendai. but when you discover they only have one rink, designated to their a-league hockey team, your chance at a comeback slips from your grasp. your only in is with the captain of the hockey team. the issue with that? he couldn’t care less who you are.

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venus; chapter six; still missing

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bed chem ━━━ iwaizumi hajime

11. a REAL invite

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summary. when an unfortunate incident kicks you out of your university and risks your reputation as one of the top figures skater in the country, you find your place in sendai. but when you discover they only have one rink, designated to their a-league hockey team, your chance at a comeback slips from your grasp. your only in is with the captain of the hockey team. the issue with that? he couldn’t care less who you are.

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❦ WHAT’S MY NAME IN YOUR PHONE?

atsumu, osamu, suna, kita x reader (separate)

cw: fluff, smau

Lest y'all think I've forsaken the clone girlies (gender neutral) in the run up to Andor, fear not! I have so so so many clone things, including almost every clone you can think of as minifigure earrings! I'm just gonna drop as many of my clone goodies as I can in this post here. AND! I'm currently having a sale! So pop on over. Shop is here.

First, some earring samples! (I have over 25 different clones available so definitely come see if I have your fave. I probably do.)

And then everything else! Almost! I put as much as I could fit. This post does not include the rest of my clone earrings or any of the apparel items I have (including the Clone Force 99 hoodies and some bandanas and totes!). But I wanted to share everything with you nonetheless, especially because I know both Star Wars Celebration Japan AND May the 4th AND so many cons are coming up! Love y'all!

Hope you find something you love! <3

venus; chapter eight; sorry

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"yn, oh my god i'm so glad you're okay!" kiyokos arms wrapped around her hugging her tight. yn sunk to the ground with kiyoko, her arms still incasing her bestfriend. kiyoko had somehow, found her on a whim, in the middle of some godforsaken park. yoko had no clue what'd drawn her there, she just knew she had to check.

god she was so stupid. maybe she was just attention seeking like her boyfriend said. it wasnt even that big of a deal now that she thinks about it. yn didnt even have any tears left to cry, she just felt so burnt out. so done. so over everything. she heard patter of more feet running towards her, she knew her other friends were saying stuff to her but all she heard was muffled words. so entraped. until.

until she saw him.

messy black hair and a masked face crouched down in front of her, eyes full of worry. why was he even worried? honestly he didnt even know. her and sakusa werent even that good of friends, didnt talk much, when they did very few words were exchanged. maybe a hi, hows your day. but thats it. but for some reason. kiyoomi was seeing her in a new light. he knew his best friend kinda sucked. but he honestly didnt see how much until she yelled in his face about 7 hours ago. atsumu not even caring that his girlfriend was upset with him, and for good reasons at that. sakusa looked at the bloodshot eyes and the mascara stains on her cheeks, he just wanted to make her feel better. make all her worries go away. but he knew it wasnt that easy, it never could be that easy.

"im so sorry."

the words hit yn like a bullet train. she didnt know why either. and why was he sorry. he had nothing to be sorry for, he wasnt the one that made atsumu at like a good for nothing stuck up bitch. but those words. she hasnt heard them in so long. not from atsumu. not from her parents. not from her friends. not from anyone. he was the first person that she heard those words from in years and it hurt. her heart hurt. they just stared at eachother as yns friends coddled her, asking her if she was okay and if she needed anything. when all she needed was an apology. and she got it. from someone that hadnt even hurt her in any way. but why did it feel so meaningful.

"is he here."

was all she asked. words passing through her friends and going directly into kiyoomi's ears. he looked down and then shook his head. she just sighed. she didnt have enough energy to cry. not even an ounce to let out a quick sob. and honestly if she did, she didnt even know if she would've cried. she knew he wouldn't've been there. but just hearing it kinda just sealed the deal for her. he doesnt care. he never has. and he never will. his best friend that she barely knows cares more then her boyfriend of five years. she just shook her head, biting the inside of her cheek. "i know its not what-" "i dont care anymore." she cut him off, sakusa kinda taken aback by it, but he understood. atsumu was shitty. not only was he a shitty friend, he was a shitty boyfriend. a shitty person.

note: cute little chapter am i right 😸

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