#captain rex and reader

[writer1]

Wrapped in comfort

The request: Maybe some Rex for the Wing au? I just love your writing so much I’m excited for whatever you put out

A/N: This was requested by @shauna-delacroix, and I’m so sorry this took so long, but I hope you like it.

Rex curls up to you, his beautiful gold wings wrapped around you like a blanket as he sleeps peacefully, a soft snore echoing around the room. You smile softly, gently pressing a soft kiss to his bare chest.

Rex just got home from a tough campaign, his poor wings caked in a weeks worth of mud, dried and feathers damaged. It had broken your heart. His excuse was that he had rushed home to see you, which had made you sigh and immediately push him into the shower.

Now he’s all clean, feathers fluffy and he passed out as soon as he was in bed, though you can’t blame him. Your poor Captain works himself to the bone to keep his brothers safe and alive.

“Credit for your thought’s?”

You startle at Rex’s voice, seeing your husband looking tiredly at you with a groggy, yet soft and happy smile. You smile back. “Just thinking about you, handsome.” You gently pet his wing, before giving hi, a sweet kiss.

Rex hums softly, kissing you back as he sighs happily and closes his eyes, letting out a small chirp when you rub his wing more. “I love you so much baby. So so much.” He whispers, wrapping his arms around you and tucking you closer to his chest, making you chuckle.

You sigh softly, curling up closer and smiling. “Love it when you hold me.” You whisper softly.

“Well, I love holding you.” Rex chuckles. “And thank you for having me wash, and for preening my wings. I do feel 100 times better.”

“You were filthy.” You wrinkle your nose. “And your poor wings. Rex, ive done research on your species. Not taking care of your wings can end badly. I can’t have you unable to reach the sky’s or worse.”

Rex tears up, his heart warming at such a gesture of love and devotion. “You… You researched my species? Y/N, You did not have to do that, my love. I’m not… I’m not worth that much.” His tears fall, his emotions are always open to you.

“Oh, Rex. My sweet Rex. You’re worth so much more than you could ever realize.” You coo softly to him, gently cupping his face between your hands and kissing his lips, before moving and gently kissing his tears away, even though more fall in their place.

Rex is overcome with emotion, a mix of his love for you, his exhaustion, and especially how hard his mission just was… he just can’t stop crying. He buries his face into your neck.

You shush him gently, running soft fingers through his short hair, grown slightly longer since he didn't have time to cut it during the mission, same with the stubble scratching at your shoulder, but you don’t mind at all. “Oh, my love.” You whisper. “Shhh, let it all out.”

Rex cries for what feels like hours, before his small sobs finally turn to sniffles and hiccups. “I’m sorry.” He whispers.

“Don’t be, sometimes we have to let our emotions out, there is nothing wrong with it. I promise.” You hush him, gently kissing his temple.

Rex pulls away, looking down at you with so much love in his eyes. “I love you so much, Thank you.” He whispers, gently leaning down and kissing you. His eyes flutter closed as he completely relaxes again, only pulling away for air.

You sigh, smiling softly. “I love you too, so much. Now get some sleep, and tomorrow I’m cooking you breakfast.” You tell him, pulling the blanket up and tucking Rex and you in.

“Cyare, you don’t–”

“Hush, I am.” You huff, pecking his nose. “Now sleep, my love.” 

Rex sighs, but smiles fondly. “Okay, Okay. You can cook me breakfast and ill sleep, but you have to sleep too.” He scolds, and you chuckle and nod, cuddling in closer and letting yourself relax.

Rex sighs then as well, relaxing and letting his eyes drift closed, he falls asleep shortly after, content and happy, even after crying earlier. You drift off too, Rex safe in your arms.

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Matching - Clone Troopers X Reader Fanfic

Summary: The reader is a Jedi General who lost a bet to Fives, and Captain Rex reluctantly helps them fulfill that debt.

Clones Appearing: Rex, Fives, Hardcase, and Jesse

Word count: 1.3k

Warnings: Nothing really here, just language. Alludes to a steamier relationship between reader (GN) and Rex and sexually compromising position, but nothing going on. Tattooing. Notes: a while back I saw someone’s headcanon (can’t remember if it was TikTok or here) that while Rex doesn’t have any tattoos, he’s the one who ends up tattooing the men a lot and I thought of a scenario with that.

“I can’t believe I agreed to this.” You say, lying face down on the cot.

“I can’t believe it either.” Rex grumbles behind you.

“I can’t believe Rex is HELPING you do this!” Fives teases from his seat across the room.

“He knows I never back down from an agreement, so it’s either him or one of you idiots.” You snark back, tilting your head at the trio of Fives, Jesse, and Hardcase sitting across from you.

“Yeah and I don’t think the Captain wants you face down and ass up for any of us.” Hardcase mutters out the side of his mouth to his brothers, hoping it would escape the ears of Rex. It does not, and Hardcase is lucky that looks can’t kill or else he be out cold on the ground.

There is a ring of truth to Hardcase’s quip, because if anyone else walked into the barracks, their mind would definitely go to the filthiest scenario with the image of you bent over a cot, your pants partially pulled down exposing your ass to your Captain behind you, with the three troops sitting in the bunk in front of you. They were only here to bare witness to you following through your end of your deal with Fives. Rex was careful to pull up a sheet over you, so that his men wouldn’t get a glimpse of more of you than he, or you, wanted, but it’s a compromising position to say the least.

A buzzing sound behind you breaks the silence in the room as Rex starts up the tattoo gun. He brings the gun to your exposed cheek, pressing his gloved hand over your skin to keep you steady.

“You sure about this? Last chance to back out.” He clarifies as he hovers the gun over your skin.

You nod back at him and he gets to work. A sharp, scraping sensation breaks out on your skin as the rapidly moving needle glides over you. You exhale once as you acclimate yourself to the unusual feeling, but you’re pleasantly surprised that it doesn’t hurt as much as you feared it would. You lock eyes with Fives, who’s wearing his signature shit-eating grin as he smugly crosses his arms.

“Shut up, Fives…” you grumble, narrowing your eyes at him.

“I didn’t say anything!” He flails his arms as he defends himself, nearly whacking Jesse in the face. “But I am thinking about how much fun it’ll be having matching tattoos.”

“Yeah, how did this come about anyway?” Rex asks as he pauses his work to get more ink for the gun. You stay silent beneath him. Rex flicks his eyes to the trio in front of you, silently demanding an answer. Hardcase and Fives shift their gaze around the room, suddenly preoccupied. Jesse, who’s a bit annoyed that he got roped into this is the one who speaks up.

“It started a few weeks ago. They were talking about how Jedi guard their lightsabers with their lives, and that they never let theirs out of their sight. “ Jesse started, eliciting a sigh from Rex who could already tell where this was going. “So, Fives bet that he could take their lightsaber without them knowing, and keep it for a full hour. If Fives succeeded, then they would had to get his ‘5’ tattoo on them.”

“How the hell did you not notice it was missing?” Rex bends slightly over so he could see your exasperated face.

“I was in the briefing! I don’t exactly need weapons then. And he had these two helping him, which I think is a bit unfair…”

“Hey, not my fault you didn’t add more stipulations!” Fives points his finger at you to emphasize his point. “I needed Hardcase to distract Rex, Cody, General Skywalker, and General Kenobi…”

“Ok so we can add destruction of military property to the list…” Rex grumbles, thinking of the cup of caf spilled over the war map they were supposed to be discussing in the briefing.

“…and I needed Jesse to keep you occupied while Commander Tano used the force to toss me the saber,” Fives continues at you.

“Wait, Ahsoka was involved too?” You exclaim, partially out of frustration but also because you felt a particularly strong sting from the tattoo gun behind you. Rex mutters his apologies to you as Fives explains.

“She was the most vital part; I knew if I got too close to you, you would expect something was up. So I had Jesse flirt with you to keep you busy…” (it was now Jesse on the receiving end of one of Rex’s steely looks as it’s your turn to mutter your apologies to your captain.) Fives goes on to explain the final phase of his heist, “…one flick of the Commander’s wrist, and BOOM, your lightsaber was mine! All I had to do was wait for the briefing to finish, then pray you would go on your way without checking it was gone.”

“And they didn’t realize it was gone until they were in the mess 2 hours later!” Hardcase cracks up. “You should have seen their face!”

“Oh I did, I was sitting across from them at the mess, just so I could wait for the perfect moment of realization to hit so I could pull this out,” Fives unclips your lightsaber from his belt and ignites it, making Jesse jump off the bunk to avoid being hit.

“Watch where you’re swinging that thing, you di’kut!” Jesse swats Fives on the back of the head, who grumbles and turns it off. Rex motions for Fives to, carefully, hand it back over, as Jesse grumbles “I happen to like my head attached to my body, thank you very much.

“Ok ok I get it, but why do you have to get the tattoo on your ass?” Rex asks as he hands you your saber and returns to work.

“Well I wanted it to be somewhere more visible, but - ” Fives chimes in.

“And I wanted it to represent what a pain in the ass he is.” You cut him off, making Hardcase and Jesse snicker. Fives looks mildly annoyed, but shrugs it off with a smirk.

“All done.” Rex calls out behind you, turning off the gun. He wipes the excess ink off the area and is ready to present his work. He pulls the sheet over more of you, so only the tattooed skin can be shown. “Here you go Fives, guess you need proof it’s done. “

Fives jumps off the bunk to round behind you, with Jesse and Hardcase quick to join. The latter two burst into immediate laughter, but Fives let’s out and indignant grunt.

“What the hell, that wasn’t the deal!” He shouts, but he also seems to get a kick out of whatever Rex tattooed on you.

“Ok, what did you do?” You jump up, nearly tripping over your sagging pants as you stand. Hardcase and Jesse’s laughter grows when you almost fall but Rex steadies you. He guides you over to a mirror so your backside faces it, and you turn your head around to see the damage done.

“See, I did do the same tattoo, I just added a bit more.” Rex explains, and you can’t help but laugh too. On your ass, is a 5 in dark ink exactly like Fives’s, but Rex decided to add next to it (in blue ink, no less) an 0 and a 1. 501. You playfully slap him on the shoulder but honestly this made the deal better.

“He’s right Fives, I do still have the 5, so I kept the deal.” You say while examining the new addition to your skin. It actually looks good, Rex’s handiwork made it so it wasn’t too large and it’s location means only the current company will know it exists. “Well, guess I’ll always be representing the 501st”

[wild-karrde]

Where jedi reader and Rex are best friends and find each other again after order 66.

THANK YOU FOR THE ASK, LOVELY ANON. Got your mini-fic below the cut...

You’d been following him for what felt like weeks, watching from the shadows as he moved through crowds and went in and out of shady establishments. You’d waited as he entered the seedy little cantina on Ord Mantell, sitting on the corner underneath a cloak, posing as a beggar. You’d watched a Weequay and Ithorian come tearing out of the establishment a short while later, shouting that someone had shot at them. You’d know the sound of his DC-17 pistol anywhere, and the sound had startled you. Unlike him, but these are changing times.

You’d first picked up his trail on Saleucami a few days after the end of the war. You’d been on a nearby Outer Rim world, and after the order had been given, you’d managed to escape, ditching your Jedi attire and boarding a civilian transport before the commotion had calmed down enough for anyone to start asking about chain codes. You’d figured Saleucami would be a good place to lie low for a while, out of the way and quiet.

And then you’d seen him. He’d worn a cloak, but his blue and white armor had poked out from beneath it. You’d stood rooted to the spot, sure if you’d been mistaken as you watched him pass, but following anyway as the familiar silhouette made his way through the crowd towards a Y-wing on the edge of town. You’d waited until he slipped back into the farmhouse before sneaking back around to his ship and slapping a transmitter on it. He’d left the next day, and you’d been tracking him ever since.

You weren’t sure if it was safe, if he was still the friend you’d shared drinks and laughs with at the 79s, if he was still the person you’d confided everything in. The sounds of his brothers trying to kill you still haunted your dreams, but here was Rex, off by himself, hiding in plain sight. You had to be careful, as much as you wanted to reveal yourself to him. Not until you’re absolutely sure. You had no one else to turn to if this went wrong. Better make it count.

Now, you’d followed him to this junk planet, watching as he’d met with another group of soldiers. Clones? Not any like I’ve ever seen, but what do I know at this point? They’d moved carefully, avoiding the eyes of the Scrapper’s Guild, and you’d followed suit, keeping your distance but never losing sight. They’d entered a Venator, and you’d sat outside on the ground, quietly eating a few pieces of dried fruit you’d bought right before stealing the small bucket of bolts you’d used to bring you to Bracca.

As darkness falls and a thick mist rolls in, you pull your cloak around your shoulders a little more. What will you even say to him? What if he’s not the same? What if he tries to kill you? Will you be able to kill him first? The person that hugged you after your first lost battle? The person you cooked dinner for after his commander left without a goodbye? The best friend you’ve ever had? You shudder, suddenly noting the glint of plastoid as two figures appear on the side of the ship. You bring your binocs up to your eyes quickly, focusing on the figures. The clone in the weird black and red armor. And Rex. They speak for a few moments before clasping each other’s arms in farewell. Rex slips his helmet back on and begins climbing down from the ship. You scramble to gather your items, quickly making your way through the wreckage to intercept him.

You follow him again, a little closer this time for reasons that you can’t explain. The only sounds are that of his modulated breathing and the crunch of his footsteps as he creeps back through the ship graveyard. You study him, noting the new hole in his pauldron. Maybe it didn’t affect him. Maybe he’s the same. You shake your head. No. Can’t hope for that. Not until you’re certain.

Suddenly, you freeze, realizing that you can no longer see Rex or hear him. Your heart thunders in your chest as you tried to steady your breathing. You close your eyes and begin to reach out just as the cool metal of his blaster is pressed to your temple.

“Who are you and why are you following me?” Rex’s modulated voice asks in a low growl that you’ve never heard before, and your heart sinks. A lump rising in your throat, you make your decision. I won’t kill my friend. No matter what.

You raise your hands in surrender and feel a sharp yank on your hood, pulling it off of your head to reveal your face. You slowly raise your eyes to the dark visor, the blue Jaig eyes seeming more menacing than ever. The silence hangs in the air as you watch one another. You try as hard as you can to steady your mind, to reach out to him, but you can’t.

“It’s me, Rex. I wasn’t sure if…if you…” you stutter.

Slowly, he reaches up, pulling his helmet off, and suddenly you’re met with the face of your friend, eyes as soft and kind as you remember as his blaster falls to his side.

“I…I thought you…” he tries before swallowing hard. “I thought you were dead.”

You offer a small smile. “Not this time.”

Suddenly you’re wrapped in a hug, plastoid pressing against your ribs and cheeks, but you can’t be bothered to care as you realize you’re crying, and so is he. You return the embrace, digging your fingernails into the scratches in his armor. He steps back, pressing his forehead against yours, and you rest your hands on his shoulders.

“I’m so glad you’re alright,” he whispers.

“And I’m glad you’re you,” you reply.

He smirks. “Had some help with that.”

“Wanna talk about it?” you say, and he laughs quietly, the offer one you’ve given plenty of times before.

“Alright, but first round’s on you,” he jokes, slipping into the familiar back and forth.

“And last one’s on you.”

“Deal.”

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[writer1]

Return to the Light

A/N: This was requested by starwars5555 on Wattpad.

The Request: Hey I love your book

Could you be able to do one where the reader is slowly turning to the dark side and the 501st try to stop them but fail. And they meet her a few years later as a Sith ??

You can add romance in it if you want i don’t mind.

They tried to help you, they could see that you were turning to the darkside. Rex saw it too, he tried to help you but it was no use. You became a Sith alongside Anakin Skywalker, it's been fifteen years since it happened. You feel empty inside, the last straw was losing Rex after order 66. You haven't killed anyone, that's Anakin's job, your job was to hunt down enemies of the empire and bring them in. 

Whatever happened after was out of your control, although quite a few of them you let go, telling the emperor that you had killed them. He believed it and loved your supposed bloodlust, but you still felt bad for the harm you caused the ones you brought in. You feel like you've failed Rex, what would your boyfriend think of you now. Rex would absolutely despise you, he does despise you. 

He met you again a few years ago, and was disgusted with what you had become.  You were going to go back to him, but Palpatine told you that he had died shortly after seeing you. And by then you couldn't have gotten away from the Sith Lord no matter how hard you tried, he was too strong. You follow along Anakin, now known as Darth Vader, as he brings his son to Palpatine. 

You don't know what to do as you watch Palpatine electrocute the boy, you want to help him, your mind is screaming how this isn't right. How you can't let him die, you look to see that Anakin, your old friend and brother, has returned. He's thinking the same thing as you. SAVE HIM. You both jump into action, Anakin grabbing Palpatine while you use the force to protect Anakin from the force lightning and he throws Palpatine down the shaft. 

"Come on, this whole place is going to blow." You tell Luke, grabbing Anakin and wrapping his arm around your shoulder, Luke smiles. Walking over and doing the same on the other side, you both carry Anakin to a shuttle and head off, right before the death Star explodes.

You sit down beside Anakin as Luke pilots the shuttle to the planet below, you're so scared of what the Rebellion will do too you.

"I commed the Rebellion, they know that I'm bringing you. They said that you won't be locked up as long as you have a force inhibitor in your system. Sorry father, you did more so you're going to be locked up for a while until we can trust you." Anakin nods at his son, you let Luke inject you with a force inhibitor then he lands the ship. You're so scared of what's going to happen. He lands the ship and escorts you and Anakin out, he hands Anakin off to be locked up in another ship while he grabs your arm.

"I have someone who wants to see you." you have no idea who would want to see you, but follow behind Luke silently. You keep your head down, not wanting to see the looks of the Rebels. "Hey, Rex!" You startle at the name, looking up to see your boyfriend, alive, standing in front of you. He turns to Luke and nods his head in a certain direction.

"You go see your friends, Luke, I'll take them." He nods and leaves, leaving you alone with Rex. You keep your head down, not wanting to see the anger and disgust on his face. "Luke told me what you did, Y/N." You look up at Rex, you don't see disgust or anger in his face. You see sadness.

"I'm sorry. You'd probably be happier if I'd died with the Jedi." You whisper sadly, looking back down. You feel Rex wrap his arms around you, pulling you close to him. "I wouldn't have been happier if you'd died. I just want to know why you turned to the darkside." You feel tears fill your eyes as you stiffle a sob. 

"I... I just... It was coming for a while, but I held it back. I wasn't going to fall, but then Order 66 happened, and I thought I had lost you and all my friends, both clones and Jedi. Anakin offered me a place beside him, I didn't know about the chips then, or that everything was Palpatine's doing." You pause to take a shuddering breath, Rex looks down at you and waits for you to continue. "Then you and I met again, I was going to leave and join you but Palpatine told me you were dead, and I wouldn't have been able to get away from him anyway. He was to strong." 

Rex pulls you close again, you sob into his chest, then you push away. "I should go--" "why?" Rex asks, you look up at him. "Why do you want me around you, I turned to the dark side." Rex pulls you a little closer to him, cupping your cheek. "Not fully, there are people in the rebellion that told me about you, how you let them go. You risked your life, the Emperor would have killed you if he knew. That means there is still good in you, and I won't ever stop believing in you."

He presses a soft kiss to your lips, making you hum. It had been so long since you'd kisses him, kissed anyone actually. And you've missed it. Rex presses a kiss to your forehead, making you let out a sob. "I'm so sorry." You whimper as he hugs you close. "I know, and I'll never leave you. I promise." Rex holds you close as you cry, knowing that whatever happened, you are back in his arms now. Back in the light.

And neither of you will ever part again.

Taglist: @ahsokatano-thetogruta @lightning-wolffe

[writer1]

Comfort in darkness

This was requested by an Anon who wanted 3 for general from this prompt list. I hope you like it!

You hear the door open as Rex walks into your apartment, finally home from his long campaign. You turn to him, but notice that he looks absolutely devastated and has bags under his eyes as if he hasn't slept in days.

"Rex! Are you okay?" You ask him, but he doesn't answer. You walk over to him, wrapping your boyfriend in a hug. He doesn't move, hardly reacts at all.

"Hey, it's okay. I'm here."

"I'm fine. Just leave me alone." He tells you gruffly, trying to pull away but you hold on, only pulling away enough to cup his cheek. Something bad has happened. Something really bad.

"I'm not going to do that." You pull him close again, softly running your fingers against the back of his head.

"I love you." You whisper, hoping to help him through whatever has happened.

"You shouldn't." He whispers sharply, you hug him closer. You don't know what's happened to make him think this.

"Why not?"

"Because I killed people cyare." He sobs. You don't know what he means.

"I killed my own brothers." He whimpers out, and you pull away to look at him, as tears fall down his face.

"What do you mean, Rex? What happened?" You bring your hand up and softly wipe his tears away, you know your boyfriend and he wouldn't willingly kill his brothers. You pull Rex over to your couch to sit down and he starts telling you what happened.

"We were on Umbara, General Skywalker got called off planet. We had another General standing in. General Krell." Rex almost spits the name when he said it, there's so much hate in that name.

"He kept giving us battle strategies that would get my brothers killed, I tried to stop him, to give him a better strategy but he wouldn't listen. He was cruel, wouldn't even call me and my brothers by our names. Just our numbers." You keep Rex's hand wrapped in your's, feeling him tense up everytime he talks about this General.

"In the end I almost had Jesse and Fives executed, my brothers are the ones that wouldn't shoot them. Not me, I abandoned my brothers because of orders."

"Rex. You didn't abandon them, and none of that is your fault."

"It is my fault, I could have told him no but I didn't. But that wasn't the worse part, next the General told us that the Umbarans had gotten to the group of 212th soldiers and was wearing their armor." There's a pit in your stomach, you realize where this is going.

"We all got ready and went out to battle, we found the enemy easily and started shooting them. It kept going until I saw one of the dead enemy's with its helmet almost tipped back, it looked wrong. Not Umbaran." Rex freezes, taking deep breathes as you hold his hand tightly. it's causing him so much pain to tell you this.

"Rex. You don't have to say anymore, it's okay." You stroke his cheek softly, he leans into it, grabbing your hand and kissing your fingers.

"No. No, I want to tell you. I... I need to tell you." You nod, signaling for him to continue.

"I ran over to it and... And lifted the helmet off." Rex shutters, freezing again. You wait patiently for him to continue whenever he's ready.

"It... It was a brother. We were shooting at our own brothers, and we didn't even know it. I even took pride in it." Rex can't say anymore, he'll tell you the rest soon but can't now. He feels tears run down his face.

"Rex... Rex no. You had no idea that it was your brother's, you would never hurt your brother's intentionally." You pull him against you, kissing his tears away. You put all the love you have in ever kiss.

He sobs against you, letting out all the anger, pain, sadness and guilt he's been holding in. You let him, knowing that it will help him, you will always be here for him.

To comfort him in times like this, and too make sure that he never has to go through this pain alone.

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[writer1]

Fear of the unknown

Chapter 1

Here's a link to the inspiration for my wererex @polarspaz amazing art of Werewolf Anakin. The difference is that my wererex has grey fur and yellow eyes

You're running around your kitchen getting everything ready, Rex is on his way home from a month long campaign and you want to cook him his favorite dinner to welcome him.

You hear a ping from your datapad, and pick it up. It's a message from Fives.

Y/n. Something's happened to Rex, please come to the Resolute. We've already got a ship to bring you. Please hurry!

What the kriff! You grab everything you need and go running to your speeder and hop in, you do your best not to think the worse as you drive to the base. You keep imagining scenario after scenario of what might have happened, Rex might be injured, or even dead.

You feel tears threaten to fall at the thought. You arrive at the base and hop out, you can already see Jesse waiting for you outside of the gunship as you run up to him.

"Jesse, what happened to Rex!" Jesse looks at you, he's rubbing his neck nervously.

"Fives will explain once we get to the Resolute, ok. Just know that he's not dying." You breathe a sigh of relief, knowing that Rex isn't dying. You don't understand why Jesse won't tell you now but you trust him enough to wait, no matter how much it worries you.

Jesse helps you into the gunship and the doors close, as it starts flying up you can't help but think of motlre scenarios of what could be wrong. Rex could be injured enough that he has to stay in the medbay, or he could be in trouble for something. You have no idea and it scares the living daylights out of you. Jesse puts his hand on your shoulder, startling you.

"Hey, he's not hurt either. At least not exactly, it's hard to explain." Jesse must have seen the worry on your face, you don't understand what's going on, right now you just want Rex to hold you and tell you that everything is alright. You wonder why Rex didn't come see you.

"Then what's wrong Jesse. Why didn't he just come see me." Jesse just looks down not saying anything for a few seconds.

"It might be better if you wait till we get to the Resolute. You probably won't believe us until you see it." What is Jesse talking about, why wouldn't I believe them and what the Kriff happened to my boyfriend.

Shortly after your conversation you arrive in the landing bay of the Resolute, it didn't take long since its only in Coruscant's atmosphere.

As soon as you get off the gunship, you see Fives waiting for you. You walk up to him, wanting to finally know what's going on with Rex.

"Fives, tell me what happened to Rex. Now!"

"Okay y/n, during our last mission we landed on an unknown planet. There was some sort of monster living there." Monster? You wonder what Fives means by monster.

"What do you mean, what kind of monster. And what does a monster have to do with Rex."

"The monster looked like a giant, black furred bipedal wolf. It tried to attack us after General Skywalker took a team to check out the area. Rex was bitten by it before we managed to drive it away." Your eyes widen at the word bitten, Jesse said that he wasn't hurt!

"But Jesse said that he wasn't hurt, I just want to know if Rex is okay. Tell me if Rex is okay, Fives" you're getting desperate to know what happened to your boyfriend. Fives and Jesse both share a look, and you stand there waiting for them to finally tell you what's going on.

"A few hours after he was bit we arrived back on the Resolute, I took Rex to the medbay to have his arm checked and cleaned out. Then he started, well changing" Fives hesitates at the word changing and you wonder what he means? Did Rex's personality change?

"What do you mean he started changing, Fives? I don't understand."

"Y/n, Rex was bit by what we know now was a werewolf." Werewolf? That's not possible. You know that Werewolf's are just silly legends told to scare youngling's.

"That's impossible, Werewolf's aren't real." You remember your mother and father telling you the legends as a child, but they're just that, legends.

"Well, Rex is hiding in his room. A giant bipedal, grey wolf. Look at me y/n, I wouldn't lie about something like this." You can tell that Fives isn't lying to you. You can hear it in his voice, he's afraid. You decide to do your best to believe him, trusting your friend.

"Can I see him?" Fives sighs. Looking at you nervously again.

"Y/n, he didn't want us to call you. He doesn't even know that you're here." You feel hurt by the fact that Rex doesn't want you to see him or be here, Fives must notice because after a few seconds you feel a hand on your shoulder

"He's scared, y/n, he thinks that you're going to hate him. He was going to wait till he turns back to human to see you, but it's been 2 days and he hasn't been able to, and we have no idea why." You're still trying to wrap your head around the fact that Rex is a werewolf, but you understand why Rex is afraid.

He told you about Kamino, how any of his brothers could be killed for even a slight defect. How he was almost decommissioned just because of his blond hair, he told you how he feels insecure and afraid of being different because he was trained to be that way.

"I don't care what he looks like, Fives. He's still my boyfriend. He still the man I fell in love with." Fives pulls his hand away, crossing his arms and smiling.

"I told him that you'd say that, but he wouldn't listen. Now come on, might as well bring you to see him and get in trouble." You laugh as you follow Fives, you're still full of worry and fear for Rex; but it's nice of Fives to try and calm you a little.

Jesse stays behind when you and Fives leave, keeping an eye on the troops while their Captain and Arc Trooper are busy.

You and Fives arrive at Rex's quarters, since he's a Captain he doesn't have to sleep in the barracks but he hardly ever sleeps in here. He's told you that he'd rather be near his brothers when he sleeps, so that he can keep an eye on them.

You walk up to the door, taking a deep breath. Ready to see exactly what's happened to Rex.

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[writer1]

captain rex x reader: sleep

You've been waiting for hours for rex to come to your room to sleep. Rex always comes to your room at night, so that it takes longer for people to find him.

You already know what's taking him so long, he's probably doing reports and ignoring his own needs in the process like he always does.

So you decide to go to his room and drag him to bed. It's the only way that he will get any sleep tonight, once you get to his room you knock on the door loudly.

"Come in!"

You open the door and walk in. Just like you thought, he's sitting at his desk, doing reports while sporting dark circles under his eyes.

"Rex, it's time to sleep." You tell him, making sure that he now's from your voice that you mean business.

"Sorry cyare but I have to finish these reports for skywalker."

You can hear the exhaustion in his voice, so you walk over and start massaging his back. You can feel his muscles start to relax under your hands.

"Y/n please stop, you're making me fall asleep."

"That's the plan."

He turns around to look at you, doing his best to be angry but failing miserably, he knows that he needs to get the reports done but is ignoring his own health in the process.

"Y/n the general really needs these reports done, I don't have time to sleep."

"Rex it's not healthy for you to be doing this to yourself, you haven't slept in two days. You're going to make yourself sick." You're starting to get angry now, he now's that he needs sleep but he's just not listening to you.

It's so frustrating when he does this, you love him so much and you just want to make sure that the one you love is taking care of himself.

"Cyare I'm fine, I could probably go way longer than this without sleep and be perfectly fine."

"Please rex, you need sleep." You say hugging him from behind." If you won't sleep then I guess I'll just have to stay up with you, and then be exhausted tomorrow."

"Now that's blackmail. You're playing dirty cyare."

"It's either we both sleep or no one sleeps."

You hear him sigh as he gives in to you, like you knew he would. He's to sweet to let you lose sleep over him.

"We'll just sleep here tonight since your probably to tired to walk to my room."

He stands up as you pull him over to the bed and take all his armor off for him till he's just in his blacks, you walk over and turn his datapad off. You turn around and see him take the top part of his blacks off, he always hates wearing shirts to bed.

You go and lay down with him, making sure all the lights are off since rex likes it pitch black when he sleeps

Once you're done you go over to him and lay with your back against his chest as he wraps his arms around you.

You can feel him cuddle in to you and get comfortable, making sure to nuzzle and kiss your neck

" Thank you."

"No thanks necessary sweetheart now just sleep."

You can feel him relax against you as his breathing evens out, finally going to sleep. You listen to his breathing as you to finally fall asleep with him still holding you in his arms.

[writer1]

captain rex x reader: hair

"Please, rex?"you ask him for the hundredth time.

"I'll say it again, no. I won't grow my hair out"

You've been asking rex for a while to grow his hair out, pretty much since you two started dating actually, but he won't do it, usually you would have dropped the subject by now but today you're adamant to get your way

"But rex, you would look so good with long hair, please grow it out just this once and I promise I will never ask again"you plead with him.

It's not that you don't like his short hair, it's just that you're curious to see how he would look with longer hair, and actually in your opinion you think he would look really cute with his hair longer.

"No y/n, I'm sorry but I like my short hair, it's one of the few things besides being blond that differentiates me from my brothers, especially when the longnecks would always make us have the same styled haircuts" he tells you honestly, and as soon as you hear that you feel guilty for bugging him about it.

You always feel upset and angry when you hear about how the kaminoans treated rex and his brothers.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know"you tell him, feeling really guilty.

He seems to sense you guilt and pulls you into a hug"it's not you fault cyar'ika, like you said, you didn't know"he smiles at you sincerely"do you want to go out for dinner tonight"

You look at him, happy that he's not mad at you"sure, just let me get ready"you smile at him, and head into your room, completely putting rex's hair out of you mind.

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It's been a few months since the hair incident and you haven't seen rex since the week after that. He's been on a long mission and you haven't been able to holo-call him.

He's supposed to be coming home today and you're so excited to see him, you've even cooked him his favorite dinner.

You hear the door open and you go over to rex to give him a hug when you notice something off.

"Why is your helmet still on"you ask him, he usually takes his helmet off before he gets to your apartment.

"I'm going to show you something."

You have no idea what he's talking about but you're starting to get worried. You hope he's not hiding an injury or anything.

"Is it good or bad rex"you ask him, hoping it's something good.

"I'm pretty sure you're going to like it"

He starts to take his helmet off and what you see completely stuns you.

"You grew your hair out"

You walk over to him and run your fingers through it, it's about two centimeters long and sticking straight up from being in his helmet.you start laughing

"What's so funny, I thought you wanted my hair longer." He says, pretending to be insulted, although you know he isn't.

"I thought you said you wouldn't grow it out."

He looks at you, seemingly embarrassed.

"Well I knew that you wanted it grown out, so I decided that I would do it for you and besides, I kind of like it." you run your fingers through it again, enjoying how soft his hair is.

"I love it rex and you're right, it does suit you" you tell him happily

"Yeah, although I am going to have to cut it again." He tells you"it starts to bug me when my helmets on."

"Sure, after you let me run my fingers through it more, I can't believe how your hair's so soft." You tell him starting to get excited"you're going to have to let me brush it to."

"Um, y/n isn't it to short to brush"you look at him seriously"nope, now sit down." You say as you start to brush his hair.

He smiles knowing how lucky he is to have a girlfriend like you, and how he's going to have to grow his hair out more often.