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[necrophatic]

Do you think the council has a group chat without Anakin added

[stellargravityy]

II. Anakin’s Apartment; Cody’s Realization | OVERALL CONTENT 18+/HEED TAGS!

“Hey, vod!” Rex’s cheery voice came through on Cody’s comlink. 

“Hngh,” he groaned back. 

Cody was lying down on the bed in his quarters, face smushed into the singular pillow, still in his full armor. He, the General, and the rest of the 212th had just returned planetside after an extended campaign in the Outer Rim. This was Cody’s first day off in months, and truly, all he wished to do was lie here until he became one with the mattress or the universe exploded, whichever happened first. 

“C’mon, Kote! I haven’t seen ya in ages! Don’t you want to see me?” 

Cody didn’t have to look to know that Rex had turned on his puppy dog eyes. 

“No,” he finally spoke, mumbling into the pillow. 

“Aw, that’s too bad,” Rex oddly didn’t sound disappointed. Before Cody had the chance to investigate the lack of mood switch, Rex interrupted him. “‘Cause I’m already here.”

And with that, Rex hung up. Then the banging on the door started. 

Cody buried his face further into his pillow and let out a truly exasperated growl. 

Cody had not been sleeping well lately. Beyond the obvious issues of cramped starfighter quarters, the thin bunk mattresses, and the already light sleep that was necessary when in constant threat of attack, Cody had been plagued with what could only be called…visions. He’d call them dreams, but to his understanding, clones didn’t dream. They were so vivid, and they were only centered around one thing.

⟢

Then…

It started when Rex called him one day mid-deployment. Beyond their necessary calls for cross-battalion communication, Rex and Cody had tried to keep a weekly personal call in their schedules, just to catch up and ensure each other was doing alright. This call was like any other. News on Cody’s end was mundane; their starfighter and the others with them were in a stalemate in dead space. No movement for days. Rex filled him in about this and that, what the Council was doing lately, what he’d last heard from Fox, and, most interestingly, the routine he and General Skywalker had fallen into. 

“I dunno if there’s a goal here, but I think we’re trying every bakery in Coruscant. It’s always the middle of the night when he calls me, vod. And I really got nothing better to do,” Rex trailed off, scratching his head. “Plus, he always buys. And the food is really good.”

Cody hummed in curiosity as Rex chattered, typing another report on his datapad. 

“We’ve been on this for about a month or so.” Rex paused to think. “Maybe two. Kinda lost track a few weeks ago.” He laughed to himself before continuing. “If you were the one here, you’d have some kinda itemized list ranking the alayi by texture or some shit.”

Cody rolled his eyes and laughed along. 

“Oh, is that so?” he smiled. 

“That’s so, vod,” Rex grinned back, before his head whipped around as someone off screen entered his vicinity. “Oh, hey, General! Come say hey to Cody!”

Soon enough, General Skywalker came on screen and…and good god. That was certainly different.

Anakin was about twice the size as he was when Cody last saw him. All of his previous hard edges had been replaced by soft lines and even softer rolls. Even the large Jedi regulation robes he wore seemed tight as they stretched across his stomach. His hair was longer, framing and falling into his face as he tucked himself into frame to offer Cody a shy wave. 

“Uh, hey Commander! Good to see you,” he smiled. 

Cody’s mouth was dry. Rex hadn’t mentioned anything about this. But…given the frequency in which their “supply runs” happened and how long they’d been going on, Cody supposed it did make sense…

“Cody? You alright?” General Skywalker’s voice broke through his spiral. 

“Y-Yes, sir! Fine, just fine! Good to see you too, sir,” he coughed out the words. 

Anakin kept smiling, but Cody noticed it got a little strained at the edges after he spoke.

“Well, anyway, I’ll leave you two to it!” he tried to make his voice sound cheery, not quite succeeding. “Stay safe out there, Cody.”

Cody nodded firmly, voice still catching in his throat. 

“Yes, sir. I will, sir.”

And with that, the General exited the holo-transmission. Rex waited a beat, presumably for Anakin to leave the room, and promptly laid into Cody. 

“What the hell was that, mate? You hardly said two words to him!”

“What’re you talking about, Rex? It was nothing. I’m just tired,” Cody snapped. “Anyway, I gotta go. These reports aren’t going to fill themselves out. Ret’, vod,” and before his brother could protest, Cody swiftly ended the holo.

The room was totally quiet. 

Slowly, as though afraid of what he’d find, Cody glanced down to his lap, and immediately his fears were confirmed. There, standing proudly, was the evidence of what seeing General Skywalker 150 pounds heavier had done to him. 

He prayed to whatever god was out there that Rex hadn’t seen.

⟢

Now…

For whatever reason, Rex decided that dragging him all over creation was the perfect idea for their first day reunited. He’d compiled what he described as “the best of the best” of the bakeries he and General Skywalker had visited that Cody simply had to try. 

“Now, the quinberry cake here is really good, if you’re going for the most popular. But the Corellia chews are the General’s favorite,” Rex told him sagely, ordering four Corellia chews from the cart tender. 

When the attendant turned to him, Cody stuttered out. “Uh, just—yeah, one of those. Thanks.”

Rex looked at him expectantly as they were handed the pastries. Cody sighed and tossed more than enough credits to the attendant. 

“Look, Rex, I appreciate the thought, but I’m not all that hungry, and I really am ti—"

“Nah, mate, just try ‘em, I’m telling you.” 

Rolling his eyes, Cody took a bite. Maybe, just maybe, his brother and General Skywalker were onto something. 

Perhaps taking pity on him, Rex decided it was alright that they headed back after this. He, of course, cited “errands to run” as opposed to letting Cody rest. Along their way, he ate his two chews, stashing the other two in their original box and tucking it safely into his belt pouch. 

“Hey, can we swing by my place real quick? I forgot something.”

Cody was a bit confused. 

“But my quarters are closer than yours. Can’t I just—”

“Nah, vod, I know a shortcut!” Those words, accompanied by a twinkle in his eye, especially coming from Rex were a very bad thing.

Cody was far, far too tired to argue. 

“Lead the way.”

⟢

After rifling around his room for about fifteen minutes as Cody strategized on how to get as comfortable as possible on a couch that could only be made from durasteel while in his full armor, Rex made a triumphant noise and came rushing out.

“Got it! Let’s go!”

Cody was now entirely sure that they weren’t headed back to his apartment any time soon. 

⟢

When they arrived in front of General Skywalker’s quarters, and the realization of what and who exactly was behind that door (as well as a sickening remembrance of what had happened the last time he saw who was behind that door) hit, it was already too late for Cody to make a break for it. 

Rex knocked cheerily, calling out to Anakin while trying to look in the peephole. 

“Door’s open!” he heard the General call from the other side. 

With that, Rex barged in, gleefully procuring whatever he’d stashed in another one of his pouches, and yelled across the apartment:

“Generaaaal! I found your chafe stick!” this call was accompanied by proudly waving said stick in the air so that Anakin wouldn’t miss it. 

Anakin, who was milling about in the kitchen, turned around, and Cody saw that his face was rapidly deepening into ten different shades of red. 

This was the first time Cody had truly seen him since all of the…changes had occurred. The holotransmission hadn’t done him justice in the slightest. The man’s sheer mass was almost overwhelming when standing next to him. It wasn’t like it had been easy to forget how tall General Skywalker was before, but now he stood not only incredibly tall, but incredibly large as well. He was in his casual robes, only a soft linen tunic and darker linen pants. There was no belt in sight to restrict his belly, which hung over his waistband, straining against the thin fabric of his shirt. His chest bulged in the tunic as well, creating a beautiful set of curves as it transitioned into his belly, then into his now-wide hips. His face was rounder now, too, Cody noticed. Where previously near-gaunt cheekbones lay now round, soft, almost innocent cheeks took their place. His hair was much longer than before, pulled into a messy half-up half-down situation, the dark waves falling onto his big shoulders.

Taking in the entire picture was intoxicating, but Cody found his eyes continually falling back to Anakin’s belly. It looked so soft. Absently, Cody wondered what it would feel like under his hands, if he could knead it, if it was as plush as it looked, how the General would react—

And it was at that moment that Cody felt the telltale rush of blood downwards and winced as his armor begin to get uncomfortably tight. As subtly but as quickly as he could, Cody removed his helmet and placed it firmly in front of his crotch. He offered General Skywalker a nervous smile and then quickly looked away. Oh god. 

He was so screwed. 

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[waterlilyspad]

Help I......cooked?

Context: megami device is a series of cute anime girls in big mecha gear and there are these summer themed ones I had the fortune of buying and building the ninja vers

So then my brain said.

Hmm rex would absolutely eat this look up periodt. 🔥🔥🔥✋️💖💖💖

Idk should I color it? I'm kinda scared of messing it upp 😭😭

[nedo21god]

Ps: good AU outcome. Palpatine is dead, the war is coming to an end, and the clones are getting more and more rights. For example, they can choose a surname for themselves.

pss: fucccc yeahhh i finished it!!1

[noeasyisnoisy]

TBB EP 6 & 7 SPOILERS BELOW THE CUT

js more of my thoughts, except this time i was typing as i was watching instead of after

ep 6:

REX ML

HOWZER!!

A BIT OF THE OPERATOR STARTED PLAYING AND IM SCREAMING I LOVE THAT THEME

SENATOR CHUCHI LETS GAUR

the operator again EEE

WAS THAT TECH??? (it was not)

i love the animation sm. have i mentioned that i love the animation? i love the animation.

ok the guy we all think is tech does not sound like tech bc tech has a slightly more british accent than the other clones and THIS GUYS DOESNT HAVE THAT so i’m a little skeptical 

but I STILL THINK HES ALIVE

WAS THAT OMEGA WITH A TOOTHPICK???? i thought that crosshair’s toothpick was supposed to be a substitute for a cigarette WHY DOES SHE HAVE ONE THEN?? 😭

evil clone having a tracker in him is wild THIS IS WHY U DONT TAKE THE ENEMY TO UR BASE

M-COUNT??? MIDICLORIANS????

IM PRAYING THAT HUNTERS SENSES WILL SAVE THEM BC IM QUAKING IN MY BOOTS RN

he didn’t shoot.. ITS FUCKING TECH

hearing him speak again, it COULD be tech but idkkkkkkk

WOLFE????? IM SCREAMING.

ep 7:

robotic arm? or is it some “controlled shock 😀”(yes that was a fnaf reference i’m sorry) type shit?

crosshair’s hand :((

DAD CROSSHAIR

“you’re as bad as hunter!” “oh, i’m much worse.” ILL CRY RIGHT NOW

“i’ll deal with him later” WOLFFE IS SICK AND TIRED BYE

AGAIN DAD CROSSHAIR

“i’ll draw his fire, get to the rendezvous.” “i don’t like that idea-“ “too bad 🙂” PLEASE HE DIDNT HESITATE

HES RIGHT THERE BE CAREFUL OH MY GODDDD

HIS HELMETS GONNA GET KNOCKED OFF IN THE WATER AND ITS GONNA BE TECH IM CALLING IT NOW

ok so i was wrong

also can maybe-tech SHUT UP OMLLLLLLL

“you chose the wrong side 👹” FUCK OFF

i think i’m supposed to think maybe-tech is dead but i highly doubt it 

GOD I THOUGHT CROSSHAIR WAS GONNA DIE THAT SCARED ME

“wolffe?” “rex?” i don’t think i was supposed to cry but i did

“i am a soldier of the empire.” NO YOURE NOT

“stand down.” YAAAAAAAAAAAA

I KNEW HE WASNT DEAD

ITS GONNA BE TECH

GOD DAMNIR JS SHOW ME YOUR FACE

ok wait hear me out: maybe it’s cody and not tech- it’s possible but i’m still pretty solid on it being tech bc I NEED HIM

ALIVE

[jiracheer]

Man,,, I hope Rex is okay

[dissociativesworld]

Unexpected Matrimony

Pairing: Captain Rex x reader

Word Count: ~1.9K

Tags: NSFW, slow-burn-ish (familiar with each other before the story), marriage for the mission, Rex sucks at flirting, reader teases the shit out of him, both are oblivious, PiV (wrap it up in rl), cum outside (whoa I know), some dom energy from Rex, not edited because this got rewritten three times already

A/N: Kinda find Rex hard to write, not being he's not amazing but because I feel like his character is a little more complex emotionally than some of the other clones? (I feel the same way about Echo, I'd love to write him but shit there's so many facets) idk either way - enjoy

Story below the cut

“So how’s it feel being the only clone trooper to be legally married?” You giggle, taking a sip of wine.

You had no idea why you and Rex getting married was so important to the mission but Anakin seemed pressed that you would say no. So much so that he didn’t tell either of you until Ahsoka let it slip on the ride here. While initially annoyed, you enjoyed Rex’s shocked face way too much.

“What the matter Captain? The idea of marrying me that appalling?” You elbowed him in the ribs, earning a hearty laugh from his crew.

He didn’t respond but looked even more flustered at your jesting. Well, there were certainly worse men in the Republic to be forced to marry than him.

Rex’s nervous chuckle brought you back to the moment.

“I have to admit, I never thought that would be something I experienced.” He rubbed the back of his head like he did when nervous.

Since when did you know that? You caught yourself. Being friends with Anakin and Padme meant you got more face time with the 501st than normal civilians so you and Rex weren’t strangers. You’d even accompanied them to 79s on more than one occasion. But Rex, while there, had always hung back a bit while you were there. Or at least that’s what his team told you.

Now it was just the two of you sitting in a honeymoon suite on some planet you’d never been to before while Anakin and the rest of the squad were traipsing around completing the mission. Maybe afterward he’d actually explain why you two were just sitting here. Surely Rex would be more useful helping out or at least happier than he seemed to be in your presence.

“Still bummed that it had to be me?” You circled back to your earlier joke.

Rex glanced up at you, his brown eyes searching your face. His face was hard to read, probably got plenty of practice with a general like Anakin.

“I definitely didn’t imagine it being you. But I wouldn’t consider that a bad thing.” His voice trailed off as he spoke, you almost couldn’t hear the last part.

“Aw well, I’m glad I’m not a complete letdown.” You laughed, happy to see you earned another blush from the man. “I guess the guys will never let you hear the end of this, huh?”

“I don’t mind. I get to rub it in their faces if anything.” Rex mumbled into his drink, a pink tint still coloring his face.

You giggled, biting your lower lips as you watched him. The muscle in his jaw was tensed as he swallowed, the tip of his tongue flicking across his lips. For a clone, he was so distinct and not just from the blond hair. The way he held himself was different, you’d noticed it the second you met him and he hadn’t disappointed since. You found her eyes dipping lower, enjoying the new sight of him without the top pieces of his armor on.

“You’re staring.” Rex’s voice brought you back to reality yet again.

“I can’t help it, you’re pretty good-looking you know.” You smirked, lifting your glass back up to your lips.

“You’re one to talk.” He chuckled. “You ever wonder why the boys are always inviting you out?”

You scoffed with a giggle, “here I thought it was because of my impeccable sense of humor.”

“I mean, you’re so much more than beautiful,” there was the neck scratch again. “You really haven’t noticed their flirting?”

You paused, considering the question.

“Nope, I just assumed they’re like that with all women.” You giggled, pausing a moment.

Maybe you should just go for it. What’s the harm? The poor guy was already married to you.

“To be honest I was probably watching you more than listening to them.” You feigned a cough before taking another sip of your drink.

Rex’s head snapped up.

“Why is that?”

“I told you, you’re a handsome guy.” You giggled.

Rex glanced back down at the floor for a second before standing from where he was leaning. Your eyes followed him, watching the way he moved toward you the way he always did. Shoulder’s back, spine straight, chin up. He paused in front of you before holding out a hand.

You took it without hesitation, allowing yourself to be pulled to your feet curious what he was up to. Maybe the impassive face wasn’t such a good thing. At least to you.

Rex inhaled sharply, this was the closest you’d been to him besides the wedding ceremony. He smelled like the military issue soap you’d come to associate with the troopers and you could catch a whiff of the whiskey he’d been drinking, a wedding gift from Anakin. Or a condolence gift, who knew with him.

“I’d like to kiss you if you’re not opposed,” Rex spoke formally, previous relaxed chatter seemed to be forgotten.

You paused for a moment, surprised at the sudden forward approach. Never once before did you think he would ever be genuinely interested in you. Especially after his teams’ comments about him being standoffish whenever you were around.

Rex’s blank face faltered, it was only a second but you saw the momentary collapse in confidence.

Fuck it.

You reached up, grabbing his shoulders before pushing your lips against his. He didn’t move for a second, seemly surprised by your actions. After a moment you felt arms circle your waist and pull you closer against his chest. You melted into the embrace, feeling the sinewy muscle through his blacks.

He reluctantly pulled away, eyes soft as he stared into yours.

“Why’d you stop?” You asked quietly, eyes flicking between his searching for an answer.

His lips crashed back into yours making your heart leap in your chest. A hand went to the back of your head, fingers knotting in your hair as his lips moved against yours. You looped your arms around his neck both of you pulling each other into yourselves.

Rex’s hands went to your thighs, lifting them so you could circle your legs around his waist. You paid no mind as he moved, just focused on his mouth as his tongue danced with yours.

Suddenly he broke away and dropped you onto the bed in the middle of the room. You gazed up at the captain to see him staring back with an adoring gaze that you had never seen before, not that you were complaining.

“I don’t know where you got the idea that I don’t like you.” Rex spoke in a husky tone. “But hopefully this clears that up.”

He leaned down and caged you down to the bed with his body, lips back on yours. You could feel your lips becoming raw from the attention but you didn’t want it to stop. It wasn’t long though before he moved to kiss down your jaw then neck to your shoulder where he bit down gently, sucking at your soft flesh.

You could feel the heat pool between your legs, your hands moving to his back as you moan. He bit down a little harder and you dug your nails into his back. The rumble of his groan could be felt against your skin before he moved to continue trailing kisses down between your breasts to your navel. You mentally cursed the dress that you were wearing, it was going to take way too long to get it off and you did not want to wait that long.

Rex on the other hand didn’t seem to mind as he reached for your calf, hand moving up your leg and under the dress skirts before stopping right above your knee. His eyes met yours again, unspoken question hanging in the air.

And then his comm rung.

“You have got to be kidding me,” you blurted out, sexual frustration clouding your mind.

Rex chuckled before reluctantly getting up and retrieving the device from where his armor was. He walked back over to where you were, now sitting up.

“General Anakin?” Rex answered.

“Hey Rex - sorry for ditching you two, we needed a convincing cover for being planet-side. Are you two both still alive?”

You could hear hushed laughter in the background, gazing up at Rex you could see his face starting to flush again. He was so lucky color didn’t show well over holo or else he’d never hear the end of it.

“Yes sir.” He answered curtly, eyes darting down to look at you with a hint of a smile on his face.

“Good, we’ll be back in about a half-hour to get you guys. Hang in there.” Anakin said before signing off.

Both of you stood in silence for a moment before you smirked and stood up next to him.

“I don’t know about you but I think that means we still have some time to kill.”

Rex reached around your back to unlace the back when you pushed him down onto the bed. He looked up at you with an arched brow.

“Still not enough to get this thing off,” your smirk remaining on your face as you move to straddle his waist.

His eyes widened momentarily before returning your smirk and pulling you into another bruising kiss. You moved your hips just enough for him to be able to push the waistband of his blacks down before you felt his hard cock press against your damp panties. His fingers pushed the fabric aside as you reached down to guide his cock.

You could feel your own blush crawling along your cheeks as you watched Rex’s face. His eyes were hungry as they locked between your legs as you sat on his cock, he moaned and dropped his head back onto the bed as you bottomed out. Moving your hips slightly earned another loud groan from him emboldening you to set a slow teasing pace.

Suddenly he gripped your hips before sitting up so your bodies were flush against each other again.

“We don’t have time for that mesh’la and I’m not leaving here until I feel you cum on my cock.” His hips gyrating into yours, making sure to hit every sensitive spot inside you.

His hand went to your clit as you rode him, the heat coiling quickly in your belly. You could hear him murmuring in Mando’a as your pussy clenched around him, the tension threatening to snap.

Rex’s comm rang again.

You paused, beyond frustrated.

“I didn’t say stop mesh’la,” Rex growled, hips snapping up into you again encouraging you to keep going.

“But Skyw-” You started before Rex grabbed the back of your head, pulling your face to his in a searing kiss.

The tension building snapped and you felt your orgasm wash over you like a wave, your legs shaking from the force. Rex pushed his hips up into you twice more before pulling you off him, ropes of cum spilling down his cock as you two panted.

Rex moved you to his side as he got up and grabbed the comm, yet again, slipping his cock into his pants before answering.

You didn’t bother to eavesdrop this time, laying back on the bed letting the blissed-out feeling numb your senses. Soon Rex was standing over you, a genuine smile on his face.

“It’s time to go mesh’la.” His voice was soft, as he stroked your still exposed thigh.

You smiled back, sighing deeply. “One more kiss?”

Rex chuckled, grabbing your hand to help you stand. He pressed his forehead against yours before placing a soft kiss on your lips.

“There will be plenty more later mesh’la."

[waterlily707]

Okay im posting this here since people on IG didnt care as much :(

For the past 8 months ive been working on a Captain Rex custom, its taken me 8 months so far because of life stuff and the fact i started in October and began moving in December 2020.

Here are some images of the process

So the basics, the base doll is an ever after high hunter doll.

Take off head, you can recycle it but I couldn’t after I realised the facial structure U_U

the head was unusable because I acetone shrunk it and couldn’t thread wire through the neck base because the plastic became too hard.

I used another misc monster high head, used the neck base to thread wire through. 

so after I had my head armature wire base I began sculpting, I had a panic attack (metaphorically)  because as you’ll see with the first image that’s what it was looking like, but after rigorous sanding with sand paper and my funnee dremel tool I got an IMMACULATE head. *chef kiss*

so after that, using water and acrylic paint, I painstakingly spent decades trying to colour match the head with the rest of the body I managed to get something real cool :)

if the head looks ashy I tried using pastels to make the hair but ended up painting on his blonde buzzcut

after colour matching i did the face up and it turn out so much better than I thought it’d be.

I even did some body blushing and details and cried as I drew out his scars

Reminder: if your doing body blushing or any details involving the body, get a fine grit sand paper and sand the body to get everything to stick or else you’ll have a peeling problem that i’m having currently U_U

so I painted his hair, gave him funee shirt and there it was for a while lmao

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