Honestly, I think the Coruscant Guard was vastly underrated in the series. For example, Thire and Stone were shown once in an episode and then never seen again. Meanwhile, Thorn was shown once and then killed off. And Fox? Well, they showed him a few times, but we never saw his face.
⚠️ pure fluff and that's all
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❤ 𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨:
Our Coruscant Guard members have been working long hours since morning. But don't worry, their S/Os are coming to them with food, coffee, and a small dessert. They deserve it ❤.
❤ 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐅𝐨𝐱
❤ Fox is swamped with work, especially reporting.
❤ He's been working for several hours. He hasn't eaten or slept much in those several hours, and he doesn't even know what time it is.
❤ Then you come to his office with food, coffee with milk and something sweet. At the sight of you, his gaze softens and all the stress disappears from him.
❤ He says you didn't have to do it, but he sincerely loves what you did for him.
❤ He pulls you close before touching the food.
❤ He makes you sit beside him.
❤ He refuses to let you leave immediately and secretly feels cared for in a way he rarely experiences.
❤ If you sit on the edge of his desk while he eats? His concentration is gone.
❤ One hand stays on your waist almost the entire time.
❤ And he kissed your hand before returning to work.
❤ 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐧
❤ Thorn is in the middle of Guard business when his S/O arrives carrying food. The second he sees you, big smile.
"Well, aren't you the best thing I've seen all day?"
❤ He immediately stands up and hugs you. You almost dropped the food and coffee.
❤ He wants to share everything with you. He tries feeding you bites of dessert. He keeps complimenting you. And brags to nearby guards.
"See? This is why I've got the best partner on Coruscant."
❤ He kisses your cheek every few minutes.
❤ His arm constantly around your waist.
❤ He uses any excuse to pull you closer.
❤ And the poor troopers nearby are suffering.
❤ 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐞
❤ Thire is actually working. Unlike Fox, he remembered food existed. But then you show up anyway.
❤ He is genuinely surprised to see you, but smiles warmly.
"You brought all this for me?"
❤ He will thanks you repeatedly. Makes sure you've eaten too.
❤ Shares his dessert automatically.
❤ Wants you to stay while he takes a break.
❤ Thire loves quiet moments together.
❤ He gently takes your hand while talking, kisses your knuckles absentmindedly and keeps finding excuses not to let go.
❤ The longer you're there, the less work gets done.
❤ 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐞
❤ Stone sees food, a cup of coffee, dessert, and his beautiful S/O. His day is instantly improved.
❤ His reaction?
"Marry me."
❤ Every time.
❤ He smiles the whole time and teases you a little, looking super pleased with himself.
❤ He gives you the first bite of the dessert you brought him.
❤ He pulls you onto his lap, not caring if anyone is nearby to see. He explains that it's better than having to find another chair.
❤ Keeps stealing kisses between bites.
❤ 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝
❤ Hound has been on patrol for several hours. He has to deal with civilians, accident incidents, the chaos of Coruscant and its massif which sometimes causes him problems.
❤ So when he sees his S/O walking towards him holding a bag of food and dessert and a cup of coffee, his face lights up.
"Is that for me?"
❤ The answer could be obvious. But he still asks.
❤ Takes the caf immediately and he thanks you three times.
❤ He makes sure you sit down beside him while he eats.
❤ Of course, when Grizzer sees you, he runs to you and cheers like a puppy. You pet him and offer him the treats you brought.
❤ Hound is naturally affectionate. The moment he gets a break, his arm is around your waist. If you're standing beside him while he eats, he'll pull you closer automatically and kisses your cheek as a thank-you.
I don't know if you're currently accepting requests, but I'll leave it here just in case. Could I please ask for the Members of the Coruscant Guard whose S/O brings them a coffee with a snack and a kiss every day for a good day's work? That would be super sweet and tender. 😍
Kind regards!
Morning Routines
Summary: Your partner works so hard and much, and all you want to do is make his life easier. This desire birthed a morning habit that you’ve grown to love.
Pairings: Commander Thire x GN!Reader, Commander Thorn x F!Reader, Clone Trooper Hound x F!Reader
Word Count: 1533 total
Warnings: Pregnancy
A/N: So, I'm not sure if this is exactly what you wanted, but I kind of rolled with it so that all of the stories aren't the same. Also, you didn't specify which Corries you wanted, so I picked the three that were making me happy this morning.
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Commander Thire x GN!Reader
You lean your hip against the door frame that leads into Thire’s office (a small room where he’s able to fill paperwork in peace and talk to the men under his command without everyone eavesdropping) and a small smile lifts your lips as you watch him work for a moment.
Like all of his brothers, Thire has dark skin and curly hair. The same face, and hairstyle, repeated over and over and over…and yet you’d never mistake any of his brothers for him.
He absently uses the back of his pen to scratch a scar on his neck and then goes back to filling out his paperwork, apparently so deep in his work that he hasn’t even noticed you’re there.
You press your hand over your mouth to smother your amused laugh, content with just watching him for now.
In truth, you could watch him for hours and never get tired of it. He gets so flustered when you watch him, and it generally ends up with him pressing his hand over your eyes and pulling you into a deep kiss to distract you.
Which, really, only makes you want to watch him more.
You lightly knock on the open door, “Knock, knock.”
He looks up at the sound of your voice, and a bright smile crosses his face, “Cyare, I was wondering when you were going to show up.”
You step into his office and cross over to his desk to set a thermos of caf and a homemade breakfast sandwich in front of him, “Oh, I’ve been here for a few minutes. I like watching you work.”
He laughs softly, “You just like watching me.”
“That too,” You lean against his desk, “I shouldn’t stay long, I have some errands I have to run.”
“Can you stay for a little bit?” He asks as he leans back in his seat while reaching out for you.
You immediately slide your hand into his and allow him to tug you onto his lap, “I don’t want to distract you from your work.” You reply, though that doesn’t stop you from trailing your lips against his temple.
“Please distract me from my work. If I have to read another incident report about the 501st’s drunken antics last night I’m going to lose my mind.”
You laugh softly, “Well then, I should probably go and shut the door.”
He grins at you and then tugs you into a proper kiss, his hand sliding up to rest on the back of your neck. “I’m not bothered if you’re not.”
Commander Thorn x F! Reader
Thorn is a man in love.
His cyare, in his opinion, is the pinnacle of perfection and he can and will fight anyone who disagrees with him about that fact.
She’s so amazing that she takes time out of her busy day to bring him breakfast. She does this every morning. Even when he says that she doesn’t have to. Even when he’s not working.
She says that feeding people is her love language, so he’s long since stopped fighting her about it. And now he just eagerly awaits her arrival at his office.
“Thorn!”
And there she is. Hair pulled off her neck, dressed in an adorable red and pink sundress, and wearing the pendant that he gave her for their first anniversary.
He is so in love with her.
“Cyare,” Thorn stands to greet her, though he knows he doesn’t have to. “Good morning,”
“Good morning to you too,” She grins at him, and Thorn can’t help but notice that she’s wearing the deep red lipstick that he loves so much.
“Someone’s dressed up today,” he teases lightly as he accepts the bag of food and the thermos that’s decorated with various animals, and sets them on his desk so he’s able to cup her face.
“I woke up feeling cute this morning.” She explains as she leans her head into his touch.
“You wake up cute every morning, cyare.” Thorn praises with a grin.
He steps around his desk and allows her to slide into his arms. She smells like her lotion, some sort of soft-smelling flower that she likes, and Thorn can’t stop from burying his face in her neck to try and imprint her scent on his brain.
She giggles, and her fingers lightly tuck a curl that’s fallen out of his bun back into place, “I’m going to talk to my grandfather about the home he offered me this morning. I thought I’d dress up and make a good impression.”
“That right?”
Her fingers slide down the back of his neck and stop as soon as they hit the plastoid of his armor, “I did some thinking, and I think, so long as the house doesn’t come with strings, I’ll take it.”
Thorn pulls away from her neck to look at her, “You need a bodyguard?” he asks, “I can pull some shinies to play protection for you.”
She laughs, a bubbly noise that never fails to make him smile, “There’s no need for you to abuse your rank, Thorn.” Her smile is bright, though, so he takes it as a win. “Anyway, the home he offered me would be a nice place to start a family—” she says lightly, as she traces the red paint on his armor.
Thorn’s thought process screeches to a halt as her words hit home. And he can’t stop himself from picturing her pregnant with his baby. “Yeah?” He asks, suddenly very hoarse, “A family with me?”
Her smile is a little shy and a little teasing, “Well, who else is there?”
Thorn stares at her, genuinely speechless for a moment, and then he finds the words, “I love you.”
She grins at him wide enough that her eyes crinkle at the corner, “I love you too.” She stands on her toes and presses a loving kiss to his cheek, “I’ll let you know how it goes. Enjoy your breakfast!”
And then she’s gone as if he’s going to be able to focus on work at all for the rest of the day.
Sergeant Hound x F! Reader
Hound works hard. If he were a natborn rather than a clone, he’d be bringing home a lot of money.
Tragically, he’s not a natborn which means he doesn’t get paid at all, and all of the money he has access to is slated towards the care and maintenance of the Massiffs and the Kennels that he runs.
Luckily, that also includes medical care.
Hound frowns as he crouches next to a whimpering Massiff, he was kicked in the side by a target and hasn’t been the same since. The vet is already en route.
“Good morning, Hound.” He doesn’t jump when he hears a familiar voice from behind him, though some of the tension does drain from his body.
The vet, this vet specifically, is his riduur. They’ve been married for the better part of 6 months now, and there is no one he trusts more with the Massiffs.
“Morning, Doc.” He straightens and favors her with a lopsided smile, “Didn’t think you were still doing house calls.” That’s what she said, at least. She looks good though.
Long hair pulled into a no-nonsense tail, her scrubs neat with nothing overly loose that could get caught or tangled. A diagnostic droid trailing behind her, a tool she’s had to start taking advantage of due to her condition.
Honestly, Hound had no idea that they made maternity scrubs until she dragged him clothes shopping when none of her clothes fit her anymore.
“I’m not.” She replies lightly, “You forgot your breakfast at home, and I was already on my way to bring it to you when my nurse called and said that you called for a vet. I offered.”
Hound blinks, “Breakfast?” Her hands are empty, save for her kit.
“I’m hardly foolish enough to bring food into the kennels, Hound.”
“That’s fair, you left it on my desk then?”
“Of course.” She walks over to the kennel holding the injured massiff and peers at him, “I need to get into the kennel.”
Hound pauses, his hand hovering over the latch, “Are you sure about this?” His gaze drops to her stomach. Her very round, very pregnant, stomach.
“I’m pregnant, not dying.” She sets her hands on her hips, “I’m more than capable of doing my job, so long as you do your job and keep him calm.”
“Oh, come on, cyare. I’m allowed to be a little unsettled about this.” Hound points out.
At that, she smiles at him and leans up to kiss his cheek, “You’re sweet, and I love you for it. But you don’t have to worry about me. Promise.”
Hound sighs and opens the door to the kennel, before issuing a sharp order to the Massiff in Mando’a.
Maybe, when this is over, he can talk his Riduur into staying and having breakfast with him. But for now, he offers her his arms as she slowly lowers herself to the ground.
His riduur is the most stubborn woman on Coruscant…and he wouldn’t change her for all of the credits in the galaxy.
Hello! Welcome to my Star Wars Clones (and their Prime) x Reader Mermaid AU!
So over the past few years, the clone troopers, in all shapes and forms, have meant a lot to me. I started writing on tumblr about half a year ago now and I just got into a graduate program. So I’m probably gonna drop off the face of the earth in a few months.
I wanted to take part in one of these month long fandom events before I left so Mermay seemed like a good fit to me. I went around tumblr and found prompts that inspired me and I thought went with each character.
Thank you for reading!
Day 1: The Courtyard - Mer Rex x Harpy Reader
Day 2: The Bakery - Mer Jesse x Reader
Day 3: Black Pearls - Siren Kix x Reader
Day 4: The Lobster- Mer Hardcase x Reader
Day 5: Two Siren Songs - Siren Fives x Siren Reader
Day 6: Sown Together - Selkie Echo x Mer Reader
Day 7: Scavenged - Mer Denal x Reader
Day 8: Choosing to Help- Mer Vaughn x Jedi Reader
Day 9: A Heart Fish- Mer Cody x Reader
Day 10: My Dream- Mer Gregor x Pirate Reader
Day 11: To Swim With A Siren- Siren Waxer x Pirate Reader
Day 12: Hold On- Mer Boil x Reader
Day 13: Hasn’t Changed - Mer Wolffe x Reader
Day 14: Trapped in the Lake - Mer Boost x Reader
Day 15: Stuck - Mer Sinker x Reader
Day 16: The Forgetful Selkie- Selkie Fox x Fae Queen Reader
Day 17: Here - Siren Thorn x Pirate Reader
Day 18: Just the Beginning - Selkie Thire x Reader
Day 19: Excitement - Mer Stone x Thief Reader
Day 20: Stargazing - Mer Hound x Nightsister Reader
Day 21: Get On With It - Siren Hunter x Doctor Reader
Day 22: Fishing for a Merman - Mer Howzer x Twi’lek Reader
Day 23: Understatement - Mer Mayday x Ice Dragon Reader
Day 24: Stories- Mer Slip x Mer Reader
Day 25: Sea Caves - Siren Fireball x Reader
Day 26: Sea Glass - Mer Nemec x Reader
Day 27: Actions- Selkie Samson x Jedi Reader
Day 28: The Sea Alor - Sea Alor Mer Jango x Harpy Reader
Day 29: The Heir - Mer Boba Fett x Kiffar Reader
Day 30: The Wait - Mer Fordo x Goddess Reader
Day 31: The Bet - Mer Alpha 17 x Sea Dragon Reader- NSFW
Okay. Thire eats ass and does so like a pro. I think he's old enough he's not ashamed of his desires and doesn't shy away from some of them
Thorn jokes about eating ass but is too chicken to actually do it
Fox won't admit it, but he prefers receiving to giving oral. Likes watching you choke on his cock
Tbh if you want to make Fox go nuts, blow him but take charge doing it. Make it fully on your terms, and Fox will be putty. He gets to give up control and gets a blowjob? Sold
People think Hound is the most vanilla but it's actually Thorn. Hound has "the shy ones are always kinky" type deals going on. Thorn just wants to laugh and have fun during sex
I feel like Hound could have a Daddy kink? Idk I'm torn because on the one hand, no. But on the other hand, I think he's a soft dom, and that title tends to go with soft Dom stuff
Maybe situational Daddy kink
Do not call Fox Daddy he does not fuck with that. Hard fucking no
Thire is a thighs and ass man. For this reason, summer is his favorite season
25 Days of Life Day: Day 17 - Wrapping Gifts for the Corrie Guard with Thire
Warnings: FLUFF FLUFF FLUFF.
Summary: Thire is terrible at wrapping but surprises you.
A/N: I know I've missed the last two days but I plan on catching them up, hopefully today! This holiday season has just wiped me, mentally and physically lol.
“No offense, Thire… but you’re not doing it right.” You laugh, watching his holoform as he struggles to wrap the giant sweater with a big massiff on it for Hound that you helped him knit.
That was kind of the theme for his brothers and you’d been helping him with them for the last few months. Sweaters for all his vod. Thorn’s had a thorn in a foot, Hound’s had a knitted version of Grizzer, Stone’s was a giant boulder. Fox’s was obviously a fox. And he’d even made a littler one for Grizzer. It was really sweet.
The only one who wouldn’t have a sweater was Thire, except you’d secretly been working on one behind his back so he could match his brothers.
The only problem you’d come across is that Thire was such an unique name that you couldn’t figure out what it meant. So you decided to get a plant and start calling it Thire. He was incredibly confused but quickly accepted it so you just knitted the plant onto the sweater so he could have something as cute as his brothers. It was different and made up, but you know he’ll be appreciative.
He looks at you with big eyes. “Come help me, then… Please?”
You’re typing up your next speech on your holopad in your office. “I can’t, love. I’m sorry. I’m swamped with work here.”
He continues to fold it incorrectly, making it crinkle in a way you didn’t even know was possible. This man is hopeless, in the most endearing way possible, and really might actually need your help.
With a soft sigh, you turn off your holopad and look at him with the gift sitting in a pile of wrapping paper in between his muscular legs.
“Thire, what are you doing on the floor?” You hear a voice off the comm.
“Kriff, Thorn.” He scrambles. “I’m trying to wrap this gift for Hound.”
“Not well.” You add as Thorn comes into focus with his hands on his hips, staring down at a frustrated Thire.
Thorn tells you hello and you smile as you pack up your bag and start walking to the door.
“Where are you going?” Thire looks up at you.
“Coming to save you.” You grin.
“Have I told you how much I love you?” He asks, gratefully.
“Yes but I never tire of hearing it. I’ll be down there soon.” You blow him a kiss and put your com in your bag, taking the elevator down to the Corrie barracks.
When you get down there, you walk quickly and sneakily through the barracks so no one would see you. Thire’s brothers knew about you two but that was about it. You could only guess the punishment for a senator/clone relationship would end terribly, but the moment you met him, you were smitten.
“Good evening, Senator.” Fox smirks as he walks past you, holding a cup of caf, sipping it as he side-eyes you.
“Commander.” You smile, politely.
“Staying?” He asks with a quirked eyebrow.
Fox has only ever been kind to you. You know that he’s not a fan of the senators but you’re one of the few that stand up for the clones and try to push forward bills that would protect their rights. So, you had a mutual respect for one another.
“Just helping Thire wrap some gifts.” You start to open the door to his barracks.
“We’re doing gifts?” Fox pops his head into the barracks.
“Maker, get out!” Thire covers his gift for Hound.
Fox chuckles and nods to you before leaving the room as you kiss Thire on the forehead and sit in front of him on the floor.
“Here.” You grin at him and take the misshapen package and tear it open.
When you open the package, there’s just crumpled paper surrounding a small red box. You don’t remember him getting this gift.
“What is this?” You ask him.
“Your gift. Sort of.” He starts to grin, scooting closer to you. “Open it.”
You pick up the little painted wooden red box. Corrie red, you realize. When you open, you nearly drop the box back to the floor. Inside the box is a thin red band that you can’t tear your eyes off of.
“It’s only plastoid… but it’s from my own armor… a piece of me.” He chuckles, nervously. “I was hoping it would be enough until I can buy you something better… you know, you deserve so much more.”
“Stop, it’s perfect.” You look up at him with teary eyes. “Is this…”
“Yeah.” He smiles, taking the ring from you so he can hold it in front of you. “I know we come from two different worlds… and there’s so much demanded of us every single day… but you’re who I want. You’re who I want to come home to every night. If you’ll have me, I’d love to be your husband… more than anything in the galaxy.”
Your lips part, trembling. “Oh, Thire… this is perfect. This is… everything. You’re everything.”
He leans in, kissing you softly. “So, that’s a yes?”
“Yes. Obviously.” You grin, cupping his face to kiss him passionately.
He leans into you, sliding the ring on your finger and then kissing your hand. You can’t stop looking at it.
“So, were you pretending to be bad at wrapping gifts so you could do this?” You laugh.
“Oh no, I’m still going to need your help with that. I’m terrible at wrapping.” He laughs with you and then continues to kiss you, the gifts momentarily forgotten.
It’s true. The two of you come from incredibly different places, but your love for each other is fiercer than anything that the republic could throw at you.
"Hm?" Thire hummed looking up from the bowl he was drying. He saw his little girl sitting at the island across from him. Curls pulled into two pigtails and his wife's big eyes staring at him much too seriously for a five year old.
"How did you meet Mommy?"
He stopped at that, surprised at the question. But Lilla was always curious about everything, always asking questions. She wants to know everything, and how everything works. Thire doesn't think her 'why?' phase will ever stop. He thinks somehow she short circuited Fox with all her questions when he came to babysit once. His curious little girl.
"You and all our uncles always tell stories about the war and how it ended but how did you meet Mommy?" Lilla continued.
Then Owet, Thire's eight year old son, bouncing over and rested his arms and head on the granite counter.
"Yeah Dad! I wanna know how you met Mom! Did you save her in battle like one of the pretty senators in the stories you read us!" The boy questioned and Lilla gasped.
"Was she? Was Mommy a senator?"
Thire laughed as his two kids began to create wild scenarios about how their parents met. He was the knight in shining white armor who saved her from a wicked gundark, he met her as the captain of pirates, and other scenarios.
"I'm afraid its not that exciting" he chuckled while finishing drying off dishes. He had Owet put away the cutlery for him while he placed pots and pans in their place in the cubboard.
"Well then how did you meet!"
Thire stopped and watched his two kids carefully. Owet had moved to sit in the chair next to Lilla. Even still it shocked Thire how much Owet looked like him and all his vod at eight. He had been terrified that his kids would have the advanced aging and wouldn't get to be kids for very long. He had begged any doctor he could to run test after test just to make 100% sure.
Thire clicked his tongue and grinned at his kids "Go get your shoes and coats and Ill show ya".
Giggles and peals of laughter erupt from the kids and they scramble to get ready. Thire shakes his head laughing before putting the rest of the dishes away and going to get himself ready.
"Come on Daddy come on!" Lila bounced and tugged on Thire's arm as he tied up his shoes and pulled on a jacket. He grabbed the keys to the speeder and settled both his kids in their seats, making sure they were both snug.
A short trip later brought them to an upper level Corosaunt diner. It was old and worn but always a good eat. Thire got his kids out of the speeder and they stood outside one of the large windows. Thire kneeled down,sat Lilla on his knee and pulled Owet close to keep him warm. He did his best to tuck his kids into his own jacket to keep them warmer.
"This is where I met her" Lilla and Owet gasped and wiggled in Thires arms begining their barrage of questions, "Hold on, hold on I have to tell the story!" He laughed and rubbed their arms to keep them warm. Despite Corosaunt being a mostly city planet it still got frigid at times.
"It was right after the war had ended, literally 10 mins had past. Me and all your uncles were all still on duty, I was on patrol when I heard the news" He explained, both pairs of eyes wide open with curiosity. The two of them silent and eagerly waiting for the story. Thire prided himself on being one of the best story tellers.
"At first...I was scared" Lilla gasped.
"Daddy! You? You never get scared! You always chase the bad guys away! And the monsters under my bed!" The little girl protested. Her Daddy was the bravest hero ever! He was never afraid. Owet nodded in agreement.
"Yes I do chase them away! But sometimes even the bravest heros get scared" Thire laughed, squeezing his little girl close, she then laid her head on his shoulder and looked up at him.
"So there I was, on a speeder at the end of the war, the war that created me and all your uncles. And I was scared, I didn't know what was gonna happen next. Before the war ended I knew what my purpose was. But then I realized that since the end had come, I could go get things I had never been able to reach before" Thire explained, "And I remembered this girl..."
"Mommy! Its Mommy right!?"
"Shush Lilla! He's telling a story!" Owet scolded. Thire laughed and quieted them.
"I remembered the girl who worked at this very diner" he explained, pointing up at the building, "I fell head over heels the first time I saw her, and I made sure to always come by to see how she was. But I never had the guts to talk to her, I had a duty to the Republic. But for the three years I was on guard, Id always come past here to see her."
"So what did you do?" Thire grinned at his boy.
"After I had heard about the war I came straight here, and I saw her. Right in this window" he whispered. He looked up and it was almost like he was replaying the memory as it happened.
A younger Thire standing outside of a diner, staring at a young waitress. He shook his head and looked at the chronometer on his gauntlet.
"Okay, 20 seconds of insane courage" He whispered to himself. And he grasped the metal handle.
"I walked in the door and there she was, she was talking to a customer so she hadn't seen me" Thire explained, walking the children through his movements.
The young Thire fumbles to take off his helmet and props it up on his hip.
"I was so nervous, I was fidgeting and twitching and I, believe it or not. Your suave dad dropped his helmet in front of this unbelievably gorgeous girl" the kids giggled at the idea. Thire tickling and teasing them as he went on.
Thire quickly stoops to pick up his helmet and when he stands he's staring right into your eyes. And they were so stunning, and it wasn't the color or shape that made them so amazing. It was the emotion that she held in them. Her eyes, they felt like home. He was just so awestruck by actually seeing her, standing right in front of him. Not just a glace while he rides a speeder past or a longing stare if he saw her out and about with friends. She was really here, right in front of him. Stained apron tied around her waist, hair tied back and away from her face. Her smiled at him so...genuinely. And after a few minutes he realized he had to say something because he was just staring.
"What did you say Daddy?"
"I said..."
Thire adjusts the collar of his blacks and gulps before returning his eyes to yours. Heart pounding so loud in his chest, he hoped and prayed you couldnt hear how it was banging against his ribcage. If any of the Guard were called because Thire had a heart attack because of a girl, he'd never hear the end of it. He felt a bead of cold sweat slide down his temple. He's got 15 seconds left.
"You are the most breathtaking women that I have ever seen..." Thire trailed off, he fidgeted and ran his thumb over the lip of his helmet "I have been dreaming of talking to you, but I've never had the courage to before. And I was wondering..."
He stopped, heart rattling against his ribcage. Deep breaths, don't rush it out.
"I was wondering if there was even a shred of a chance that a beautiful girl like you, would ever go on a date with a guy like me?"
Lilla tugged on Thires had again to bring him down to her level. Her face beaming at the story with her mother's smile. Owet squeezed his hand and waited patiently, watching his dads reaction.
"What happened next!"
Thire chuckled and looked at Lilla, he cupped her face and ran his thumb across her cheek. He turned to Owet to ruffle his hair.
"She said-"
"I said yes"
The trio turned to see the beautiful woman in question behind them, leaning on a pillar. Still as beautiful as all those years ago when Thire first saw you.
"Mommy!"
"Mom!"
Both kids squealed and ran to give you hugs. You scooped up Lila and pressed a kiss to Owet's head. Thire then comes and steals a kiss.
"And the rest is history" Thire finishes his story. The two of you just watched each other for a while, a loving gaze. You smiled at Thire before bouncing Lilla in your arms.
"You guys came all the way to my Dad's diner to hear that story?" You questioned, tickling Owet lightly.
"Best way to learn something is to see it, why dont we grab dinner here?" Thire asked before leading you to your booth. The booth where the two of you shared your first kiss. Where Thire met your parents. And where he proposed to you, on a cold and rainy night. He had wanted that day to be perfectly romantic, but the weather disagreed. So you settled for eating at your Dad's diner after it had closed. Dancing in the light of a datapad playing soft music before Thire got down on one knee and made you the happiest woman alive.
The two of you sat in the round plastic covered seating, Lila and Owet chatting happily.
"They're amazing" Thire hummed, slinging a arm around your shoulder and sinking down into the seat. He smiled as the kids made people out of straw wrappers and the forks on the table. They made silly voices and pretended to recreate one of their fathers war stories of him and his brothers. Lilla and Owet leaning across the table to play together.
"They really are arent they?" You smile leaning into Thire's embrace, you sweetly kiss his cheek before looking at him again.
"Guess its a good thing we're having another" you grin, and then laugh at Thire's bug eyed reaction. Thire tugged you in for a deeper kiss, mutter sweet nothings into it.
Prompts:
Character - Thire | Word - General
Link to OP Post HERE | OP Blog Link HERE
@/threetinyshinies
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Thire x Gender Neutral Reader
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Warnings:
Injury
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"General!?" You hear Thire yell, the feeling of something brushing against your cheek helping to bring you back.
"Urgh...what happened?" You grumble trying to see through your blurred vision.
"Don't move, you're injured. There was a blast, you got knocked out."
"Oh...right, how bad are the injures, I'm having a hard time seeing anything straight right now," you say blinking your eyes as they search for their sight.
"Uhh..." he tries to find his words as he looks over your injuries, "Clankers got you pretty good but nothing a medic can't fix."
"We don't have a medic Thire," you joked.
"I know, but I'll do what I can to fix you up till we can get someone to rescue us from this place."
You had been sent with Thire, Jek, and Rys to secure some documents from a diplomat who was looking at joining the Republic, somehow the Separatists found out about this secret mission and ambushed your ship, forcing you to crash land it back down on the surface. Their forces overrunning your location a short time later, luckily you were able to destroy most of them before one set off a grenade, throwing you against a nearby rocky wall, with more force than your body could handle.
Knocking you out cold as the clones finished off the rest of the droids before coming to your aid, Jek and Rys went back to hold off more droid reinforcements as Thire now tried to help you, hoping to patch you up enough to get you on your feet.
"Ouch," you wince grabbing his hand, - he twists his hand around in your grip, so now he could hold yours in his, "Sorry," he whispered lifting his other hand up to cup your face tilting it so he could look at you.
"It's okay," you mumble trying to look back at him through your tired eyes.
"Let me know if it hurts, I'll try to be more gentle."
"Mhmm," you reply as your eyes begin to force themselves shut, causing Thire to move closer to you, a worried expression filling his face as he called out to you, asked you to wake up, to look at him...to be okay...
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As your senses return to you, you notice a warmth against your back, along with slow breathing and an arm wrapped around your body. Tilting your head back and focusing your eyes you notice it's Thire, he had you pulled snuggly against himself, his eyes focused on something outside of the shelter.
"Thire?" You say resting your head against him again.
"Y/N?! You're awake!" He said still somewhat concerned but happy to see you are alright.
"You know it's hard not to fall asleep again."
"Hmm? I stopped the bleeding so hopefully, you won't black out again."
"Oh, I just meant laying with you, you're nice and warm."
A flustered expression fills his face as his eyes dart around trying not to look at you as he felt more embarrassed, "General I think the blood loss might have gotten to you," he joked trying to relieve some of the tension in his body.
"Probably, but not as much as you've gotten to me."
Your reply catches him off guard, his heart beats faster and his face becomes flushed, his mind scrambling to find a response before you speak again, but it can't.
"I like you," you whispered making sure to check that the others weren't around to hear this.
"Uhh...umm....General, I --" he's not sure how to respond, he's had feelings for you too, but he never thought you'd profess your own for him. His mind panics as it tries to find the solution to this new problem.
- Noticing he was struggling with how to feel you reach your hand over to hold his, just trying to comfort him and make him feel less embarrassed.
"Actually...I really like you too, Y/N," he says, finally making eye contact again. You always loved it when he called you by your name instead of our rank, the way he said it made it clear how much he liked you from the first day you two met, he said it unlike anyone before him.
- Your eyes grow tired again as you snuggled against him, his arms now wrapped around you as he tilted his head to kiss your cheek, his lips were soft and warm, a feeling you would come to know better after the mission ended.
Edda, first of all, I'm a huge fan of your work! The feels I get when I read you... Everything you write is really well written and just so beautiful. Anyways, I was wondering if you write for less "popular" clones? If so, may I request a romantic getaway with Commander Colt or Commander Thire? Thank you so much, have a lovely day
First of all, this is sooo sweet. Thank you 💕
Yess!! I write for every clone you will suggest because they deserve all the love we can give :)
