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If it looks like I know what I'm doing, rest assured, I do not. 40/She-Her/Call me May if you like

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Me imagining Kanan and Toph meeting 🤣

i mean they have a lot to bond over!

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@happybabysloth yeah but like who's gonna know. who's gonna know he's wearing red. definitely not these guys, he's invited <3

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Sokka, Karen, Foggy, and Hera watching the interaction and commiserating on their stress levels.

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Me imagining Kanan and Toph meeting 🤣

i mean they have a lot to bond over!

(links // tip jar!)

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They're going to discuss the badgers and spiders in their lives.

[dystopicjumpsuit]

I know you’ve gotta be tired of seeing me in your inbox🫣, but I’m back again with a first kiss request from the B-side

may I please be so bold as to request:

"are you sure about this?" with THE Fenn Rau 🤩

SEV MY BELOVED! I will never, ever be tired of seeing you in my inbox! I apologize for how long this took me to turn around, but the muse strikes when the muse strikes, and today, the muse struck in the shower (where else?). And so, without further ado, I give you:

The Protector of Chopper Base

A/N: I hope you enjoy this offering for an extremely rare blorbo. Fenn fans are an endangered species, but we have each other’s backs. The (slightly fudged) prompt will be in bold blue 💙

Pairing: Fenn Rau x Reader (GN; medic)

Rating: T

Wordcount: 845

Warnings and tags: fluff; smooching; Wedge Antilles is a warning; AP-5 is an omen

Summary: The Protector of Concord Dawn helps you unwind after a hellish shift in the med bay.

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There weren’t many truly private spaces at Chopper Base, but just inside the perimeter, you’d managed to find a cozy little cargo crate that afforded at least a semblance of solitude—a quiet place where you could unwind after shifts in the base’s “med bay,” which was just an official way of saying, “a relatively clean place where you could perform first aid and triage.” Some days, you’d join Zeb in his hideout to decompress, but if work had been particularly grueling, you’d sneak off to your little corner to be alone.

Sometimes you’d sit and stare out at the wilderness beyond the perimeter fence. Other times, like today, you’d lie on your back on top of the crate, eyes closed as you soaked up the sun, the silence, and the solitude. Alas, privacy was an illusion, and your peace was soon shattered by a familiar voice.

“Doc! Come quick, it’s urgent!”

“Is it really urgent, or is it ‘Wedge urgent’?” you asked without moving or opening your eyes.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Wedge asked, affronted.

“Is anyone dying?” you asked.

“No.”

“Does anyone have a broken bone, or a wound that is actively bleeding?” you pressed.

“... No.”

“Is it about inventory?” a second voice cut in—a voice that never failed to make you smile when you heard it.

“Uhh…” Wedge sounded sheepish.

“Then it can wait,” the voice replied.

“But AP-5—”

“The Doc deserves a break,” the voice interrupted firmly.

Wedge sighed in defeat, and you heard the sound of his retreating footsteps. After a moment, a shadow passed over your closed eyelids, blocking out the sun. You opened your eyes and squinted up, unable to suppress your smile when you saw Fenn Rau gazing down at you with an amused expression.

“Is he gone?” you whispered.

“For now,” he replied.

“Thanks to the Protector of Chopper Base,” you smiled.

You sat up to make room for him next to you on the crate, and he sat down, his beskar armor clanging against the durasteel. 

Damn it, he smells good. I probably smell like bacta. And worse.

“Long day?” he asked.

“Hmph,” you replied, which he correctly interpreted to mean “hellish.”

“I assume you don’t want to talk about it?”

“You know me so well,” you replied. “Please tell me you brought spotchka.”

“I brought spotchka.”

He held a durasteel flask, and you sighed happily. “Gods, I could kiss you right now.”

He smirked. “Are you sure about that?”

Your gaze flicked from his eyes to his lips and back again. “Yeah, actually. I am.”

His eyes widened, and a warm blush swept over his face, washing his cheeks and ears in a shade of pink that clashed adorably with his red hair. You leaned in slightly, giving him plenty of space if he wasn’t interested, and when he didn’t retreat, you raised your hand to trace your fingertips along his jaw and draw him closer to you. He swallowed audibly, and then he leaned in.

The first brush of your lips against his was light, soft. He drew a breath sharply through his nose, and when you grazed the tip of your tongue against his lips in gentle exploration, you heard the durasteel flask clatter to the ground and roll away. His hands, now free, wrapped around the back of your head and pulled you more firmly against him as he kissed you deeply. 

When your lips parted at last, he caressed your cheek with his knuckles. The distant, professional part of your brain noted that you were experiencing several intriguing symptoms: tachycardia, tachypnea, presyncope. The rest of your brain just knew that your heart was pounding, your breath was racing, you felt lightheaded, and you wanted to do it all over again. You tilted your head closer again, and—

“There you are,” AP-5’s imperious, annoying karking mechanical voice cut in. “I’ve been looking for you, medic. I have a list of several inventory discrepancies that require your immediate attention.”

You closed your eyes, drew a deep breath through your nose, and counted to five. It didn't work, so you continued on to ten. When you opened your eyes, Fenn still held his face very close to yours.

“Would you like me to shoot him for you?” he offered, his breath warm and soft against your lips.

“I beg your pardon?” AP-5 demanded.

You tilted your head, pretending to consider. “I mean, it’s not like I’d be the one who had to patch him up. I repair organics, not droids. So... Sure. Go for it.”

“Now, wait a moment!” the droid objected.

“We could also just go somewhere else,” Fenn observed. “I’m fairly certain we could outrun him. I do have a jetpack, you know.”

“True,” you replied. “Besides, he’s found my hideout now.”

“Quite right,” Fenn said as he stood and extended a hand to help you up, then retrieved the fallen bottle of spotchka. “Your position has been compromised. But I have a fallback.” 

“And I can think of a few compromising positions I’d like to explore,” you replied. 

“Shall we?”

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AYOOOOO?!?!??!

Kevin McKidd supposedly on the set of The Mandalorian season 3??

Could it be?? Live-action Fenn Rau?!??!?!!

Or am I getting my hopes up? :(

…yeah…probably the latter

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Fenn Rau Thots

Inspired by this incredible art that @blueink-bluesoul nearly killed me with this morning. SFW over the cut; absolute filth below.

This is a man whose entire identity is built on honor. He is the Protector of Concord Dawn, and his every instinct is to keep you safe. That doesn't mean he coddles you; he respects you too much for that. Instead, he's going to help you develop the skills you need to defend yourself. He'll always have your back, but he needs to know you're safe even if he can't be there to protect you.

So how does this translate to the bedroom?

Fenn likes to be on top. He loves the feeling that he's shielding you from anything the galaxy throws your way. He'll cage you in with his arms, he'll interlace his fingers with yours and pin your hands down, and he will press you into the mattress with his body. He'll keep his face close to yours because he loves to stare into your eyes while he drives himself deep into you; it makes him feel connected to you in a much deeper way than any other form of communication. He also loves kissing you deeply while he fucks you; he likes blurring the boundaries of your bodies by having his tongue and his cock inside you at the same time.

He will do all of the above whether you're facing him or not; he actually adores taking you from behind with your legs pressed together and his thighs straddling yours. He loves feeling your ass grind against him, and the position of your legs makes your cunt feel even tighter around his cock.

He's not a dirty talker in the traditional sense; this man couldn't bring himself to degrade you even if you begged him to. Instead, expect him to tell you how much he loves your body, how beautiful and sexy you are, how much he wants you, how incredible you feel wrapped around him.

Also he's Mandalorian so he has a breeding kink.

Also tagging fellow Fenn fan @imarvelatthestars; come get your man!

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alternative eras of lady normalgirl and her eunuch, part 2!

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for some reason my cat always acts surprised and sniffs me when i pet him even if he's literally sat on me

[penguingiver]

This dark cat gets you a Southern rockhopper penguin (E. chrysocome)!

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[dimension20memes]

Thought this was fitting for the current events

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My Top Five Favorite Ben Daniels Characters (Glamorous Men) - Honorable Mentions: 3. François-Joachim de Bernis - Casanova (2015).

[dangerousstrawberrypie]

Antoc Merrick and Cassian Andor on a very different recon mission.

[owls-spice-cabinet]

Mary I request Captain Rex in #6 and Commander Cody in #7 please? Feel free to use their squad colors. Thank you thank you!

Your mind is large and very wrinkled, they look incredible (especially Cody???). I hope you don't mind the codywan-adjacent addition too much, I .... he showed up :P

This is the original request post if you'd like to check it out and send in anything! I also have a ko-fi if you want to commission me!

@soclonely I'm tagging you to see this as well lol

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It's a masterpiece.

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ANDOR 2.06 | What a Festive Evening

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My apologies, Lady Normal. But where does you Eunuch come from?

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The birth of a legendary pairing

[unmaderedemption]

Ben Daniels as General Antoc Merrick in Rogue One (2016)

[beemovieerotica]

people who are just finding out about internet tracking and data mining in the year 2025 and that your special robot friend does not respect your privacy lol

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My brother in cats, read the goddamn terms and conditions.

Some of you didn't grow up in the age where you didn't put your full name on your email, or basically anything related to your true identity on the internet for safety and it shows.

And a lot of you have clearly not read I, Robot or Dune. This is how we get sandworms, people. Do you want to fight over a desert planet for sandworm poo?

[stealingpotatoes]

some alternative eras of lady normalgirl and her eunuch <3

[dangerousstrawberrypie]

This is brilliant. Tiny samurai Tucker!

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"I know chatgpt is bad but you just don't really have any choice" you literally do. Don't use it. Have some moral backbone.

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it's been like 2 years. i havent touched it. never needed to. "you don't really have a choice," are you so swift to forget the recent past? Bitch i still use itunes to download mp3s to so i have them forever and any song i want, then my sister burns them to CDs. When boycotts rolled out my other sister got no thanks to scan what products we shouldn't buy. i still use corded headphones not because "its older" but because it's easier. a fool criticizes those who buy candles 200 years after the invention of the electric light until the power goes out. become ungovernable. you are not immune to propaganda. you've never had Chatgpt forced upon you, the only thing forced upon you is the idea that Chatgpt is forced upon you. why claim you need something today that you didn't need yesterday. little bitch.

[teophan]

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There's a whole push at my company to be an expert in this stuff, that this is the way of the future, this is what we need to stay relevant in the workplace, and yeah, maybe that's true, but to me, ChatGPT is a glorified chatbot meets search engine. I can still do everything it does, and I will hold on to that ability as long as I freaking can.

On the other side of that, my boomer coworker who thinks Joe Rogan is a little extreme (a LITTLE?!?!) is also terrified of ChatGPT and was super freaked out by the story of that grad student who was being told by the bot to kill himself, he was a waste of space, etc, etc, and I'm like, dude, first of all, my depression tells me that already. I don't need store bought suicidal thoughts, I got homemade. Also, the goddamn so-called administration wants people like me to die anyway, so maybe my coworker should think about that first.

Anyway.

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life can't be that bad when there's still cat and other assorted creatures

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Tucker the Blessed