Wait… after seeing the male version of Reader makes me curious… how would Male reader react to the painting of him on the batch’s ship? Would he have the same reaction like the reader or something like that??
Pretty sure he would feel flattered too, but let's look into that to find out :))
The Bad Batch x M!Jedi!Reader One-Shot - Flattering Art
It's time to look at your newly assigned clone team. On the way to the hangar, you mentally prepare yourself for the challenge of getting to know and leading the clones. Clones or not, basically they are all very different, and you have been told this team is a special exception from all the others.
You approach the appropriate landing pad in the hangar and are taken aback when the two clones standing outside the shuttle stare at you as if thunderstruck. Did you have a certain reputation among the clones?
"Good morning," you say elatedly and are about to introduce yourself when you see that there is no reason to do so.
You have often heard that the clones like to paint their gunships and shuttles with their heroes, as well as with people they find attractive. You are more than surprised to see a rather suggestive painting of yourself on the nose of the Havoc Marauder.
For a moment you can only stare at the painting, surprised and flattered, but it does feel a bit strange. It's amazingly done, very detailed.
The sergeant of the team introduces himself with a clearing of his throat, "Good morning, General. I'm Hunter, I'm leading this squad."
You look at him with raised eyebrows and ask, "So this is your responsibility as well?"
Hunter swallows and looks from you to the painting and back again.
"It was a group decision," he says meekly.
The giant standing next to him says cheerfully, as if he can't hold his breath, "Hi. I'm Wrecker! We're very happy you've been assigned to us!"
You laugh softly and say, "Yeah, I can see that."
Another soldier appears on the ramp, a tall, slender man with goggles on his nose. His gaze is fixed on a holopad.
Hunter glances in his direction and says, "This is our pilot and ship's engineer, Tech."
The man looks up questioningly from his holopad and freezes in his motion when he sees you.
"He's also the artist who did the painting on the Marauder."
You smile kindly at him, but he looks at you from wide eyes, like a frightened animal.
He clears his throat and says with a salute, "General."
The next moment, someone nudges him from behind, and he stumbles down the ramp. With an annoyed frown, he turns and complains, "That was unnecessary, Crosshair, you could have just asked me to get out of the way."
"Wasted time," grumbles the man behind him.
At first glance, he seems to be the opposite of Wrecker in terms of personality. But that may just be the first impression.
He, too, stops as if rooted to the spot when he sees you.
"Why are you blocking the ramp? Move Crosshair!"
That had to be Echo, you thought, the new addition to Clone Force 99.
Finally, everyone lined up in front of the shuttle, and you looked at your new team. They all looked a little embarrassed, some with reddened faces, except for the friendly giant, he had a rousing, friendly and cheerful manner about him.
"The painting is pretty good. Inappropriately suggestive, but very well done."
Tech scratched the back of his head, nervously cleared his throat and said softly, "Thank you"
Hunter asked, "Do you want us to remove it?"
You think for a moment, looking at the picture, then grin, "Probably I should ask for that, but somehow I find it…. flattering. Besides, it's really very good work, it would be a shame to just remove it."
Tech smiles tentatively.
"As long as no one seriously complains about it, I see no reason for removal," you say with a wink in Tech's direction, who nearly drops his holopad in excitement.
Getting to board the ship, Crosshair nudges Echo, "Hey, you look like something's about to fall off your face. Get a grip."
Echo gulps and says, "But that's… that's…"
"I know who that is, we all know that, he's painted on our ship for a reason."
Echo and Crosshair almost jump out of their skins, startled as you stick your head out and say, "Soldiers, there's no dawdling here. Let's go."
"YES, SIR!" the two hastily say in unison and hurriedly make their way into the ship.
May I request a story with Johnny and curvy reader please? They used to be best friends, but they lost touch after he married, mostly because his wife didn’t want him to be near her and reader didn’t like her either (she saw her true colours but knew Johnny wouldn’t listen). After his divorce he tries to find her and resume their friendship, although both of them are deeply in love with each other, neither of them act on it (she especially because she’s very different from the women he usually dates). One night, he appears in front of her door and they catch up, and passionate loving smut ensues please? request by @being-worthy
a/n: Thank you requesting! I really hope this lived up to your expectations, although I think I got off track. sorry ):
warnings: angst, fluff, smut, daddy kink, overstimulation if you squint, oral (f reciving), PiV smut. Lmk if I missed anything
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PLEASE IF ANY OF THE THINGS MENTIONED TRIGGERS YOU DO NOT PROCEED
There, Y/n sat on her couch in her apartment, the years-old polaroids lying before her on the coffee table.
She was reliving the memories. The countless memories she had made with her best friend of 10 years, Johnny Depp. They had met by accident when Johnny had bumped into her in a café.
The minute y/n locked her (e/c) with the black ones, she knew she had fallen. The way he calls her 'love', 'babe', and numerous other names he had made for her.
A particular picture caught her eyes. Staring at it, she was taken back to the day.
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Johnny waved at Y/n as he dropped her off at her apartment. He and y/n had went to a "best friend dinner date", a thing they both did pretty often. Y/n smiled waving back at him.
It was now eight years since y/n met Johnny at the café. They had been best friends ever since that day. They did all things together. If Johnny had to audition for a role, he'd take y/n with him. If directors wanted to have a formal dinner with the actor, he wouldn't hesitate to take y/n, saying he needed her as he needs oxygen.
The same was for y/n. When she was called for an interview at her job, Johnny went too. Whenever she'd face a breakup, Johnny would take her out for shopping, bring ice-cream, and watch sappy movies together.
They were so in love with each other. Everybody but them could see it. Johnny's co-stars, would often ask them if they were a couple. they said they looked so in love. Y/n and Johnny would just smile.
It took y/n years to even realise how much she wanted him.
Walking back towards her house, she looked at her reflection before the bathroom mirror. "Okay, y/n. You're gonna confess to Johnny that you love him", she pointed at herself.
She'd been debating whether or not she should tell him or not, but she knew when to grab the opportunity before it's too late. She smiled at herself and went to bed.
She was woken from the ringing of her phone beside her on the bed. "Hello J?" She asked in the phone groggily.
"Hey sleepyhead. Wake up. Meet me at the downtown café, in an hour. I have someone I want you to meet", Johnny instructed.
They hung up a few minutes later. Y/n dragged herself to the bathroom and began to get dressed. And within an hour, she was done.
Locking her door took a cab to the said cafe, the one where she met him. She took their usual spot on a corner side table. She looked outside the glass window, waiting for Johny to arrive, when she saw the familiar black car park in the parking lot.
She squinted her eyes as she watched a bright red kitten pump step down from the car, before the image of a lady in a red dress emerged, with Johnny helping her out. Y/n's heart broke at the view. She wanted to be the lady. She was jealous of her before Y/,n even knew her name.
Johnny linked his arms with the lady's opening the door to the café. Johnny spotted y/n sitting in their usual spot. He smiled at her.
They both came to the table and y/n stood up in order to greet them. Johnny was the first to pull her in for a bear hug. Y/n immediately melted at the gesture, but she caught the lady grimace at them.
"Y/n meet Amber Heard, my girlfriend. Amber meet y/n, the girl I told you about?" Johnny smiled at his 'girlfriend'. Amber smiled, clasping her hands with y/n's for a handshake.
Y/n smiled through gritted teeth. They all sat down and ordered their drinks. The meeting was somewhat tolerable. The more Amber spoke, the more y/n knew she hated her. It was as if, she had this aura to her that screamed she was danger. Y/n something wasn't right with Amber but what she couldn't place her finger on.
All throughout the meeting, Amber grimaced everytime y/n giggled or laughed at Johnny's and her's inner jokes. Whenever y/n would play with Johnny's finger rings,a thing she always did, Amber would shoot her a look of absolute disgust to y/n and snatch his hands from her to interlace them with her own. Y/n looked away not being able to contain in her distaste for the woman.
They said their good-byes hours later, Johnny walked back with his arms wrapped around Amber's waist. Normally, Johnny would offer a ride back home to y/n but today he didn't. Y/n was left stranded. Johnny even had the audacity to not look back at his best friend before he drove away.
That night, Y/n screamed in her pillows. She cried untill she felt no more tears were left. She stood in front of the mirror with red puffy eyes and tear-stained cheeks.
"How could you even think he'd like you. Look at you", she pinched her waist harshly. "Look at this skin. The belly. You're nothing like Amber. She's perfect in every way. Her figure, her smile, her posture. She's perfect. And you-" she screamed before she fell to the ground. "You don't stand a chance with him. She's a super model. And you're just a plain old girl", y/n sobbed
It now has been months five y/n's meeting with Amber and Johnny. Johnny had been out of touch lately. He wouldn't call Y/n, nor text her to aske how her day which he did usualy.
Y/n was sitting in the same café when she noticed. Johnny come in the room and walk towards y/n. "Hey." He said.
"Hey", y/n replied simply.
There was awkwardness between them. The same people who would have to clutch their bellies for their laughter had nothing to say to each other. Johnny had changed.
"So, I'm going to propose Amber", Johnny declared. Y/n nodded. "That's great. I'm happy for you", y/n out on one of her fake smiles but internally, she was screaming.
"But there is a issue", he continued. "Amber told me I have to stop talking to you if we're supposed to be together."
Y/n couldn't believe what she was hearing. How can anyone put that kind of bargain. "What? That's ridiculous.You didn't agree right?She asked in pure disbelief.
Johnny's silence gave her all the answers needed. "Oh my god! You already did!" Y/n gasped.
"You know how much I love her. I can't afford to loose her".
"And you can afford to loose me?"
A silence fell over them again. Y/n sighed beginning to gather her things before standing up. "Well then. Good bye, Johnny Christopher Depp."
She was already at the parking lot about to get in her car when Johnny grabbed her wrist. "Wait Y/n!"
"What Johnny what should I wait? I've waited long enough. That day you introduced me to Amber fucking Heard, I WAS GOING TO TELL YOU HOW MUCH I LOVED YOU!" y/n screamed in his face.
He let go of her wrist. He was frozen to in his spot. Y/n cried pushing Johnny in the chest, making him stumble back. "YOU RUINED EVERYTHING!" she screamed again.
They stood that way for sometime before Y/n got in her car and drive away. It was her turn to leave him stranded.
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The sound of the bell distracted y/n from her thoughts. Getting up from the couch she was surprised to see Johnny Depp at her doorstep.
She opened the door immediately wrapping her arms around his neck, pulling him in for the biggest hug. Johnny hugged her back. Although y/n hadn't saw much of him in last few years, they still had the bond.
She led them both to the couch. Y/n m offered him a cold glass of water which he gladly took. They sat there and Johnny told his best friend what he'd been going through. How Amber abused him, blamed him for something he didn't do. Amber was a monster just as Y/n had imagined her to be.
Y/n cradled Johnny as he told her how Amber cut his fingers. After he'd calmed down, she offered him something else to drink. "Just water please," Johnny replied wiping his tears away. It was very rare of Johnny to cry and seeing him like this, y/n felt her own tears escape her eyes. She nodded and walked to the kitchen to get the water.
When she came back, she saw Johnny sitting there with his eyes closed. "Johnny?" Y/n asked her best friend. He seemed to be anxious, y/n can tell that by the look on his face.
Johnny turned to face her slowly. "Y/n I need to tell you something," he started nervously. Y/n nodded her head with an encouraging smile, signalling him to continue. "I love you. I love you almost more than I love myself" (a/n: saw what I did there? No? Okay:")) Johnny confessed.
Y/n was frozen in her seat. Her mouth open, trying to say something but she was dumbfounded. It was like when a teenager who wanted a pet for so long that when they finally are given one, he just doesn't know what to say. Too happy to say or do anything.
Johnny took her silence in a negative way. He already began to mentally bang his head against a wall. He felt so stupid to even think y/n could like him.
"I-I love you too."
Did I heard her right Johnny questioned himself. "You do?" He asked for clarification.
"I do. You forgot what I said there in parking lit Johnny?" Y/n asked her best friend. Johnny remembered their break out nodding at the memory.
They sat still for a moment. Making sure this wasn't a dream. When Johnny came back to his sense, he leaned in towards y/n's lips. His thin pink lips almost grazing against her plump ones. He looked at y/n for one last time before he smashed his lips on her.
The kiss was slow. It was building up in them since years but both being afraid of the aftermath, they held back. But this time they didn't needed to. They could just scream they love eachother on the top of their lungs, knowing how the other felt. And that's exactly how they felt at the moment.
Johnny's lips were stilll dancing with hers when his hands slipped down to grip her waist, pulling her to make her straddle his hips. Y/n, now seated on both his thighs took the liberty to slither her hands around his neck, drawing him closer to her.
The kiss getting intense with each passing second, both having the desire to do more than just kissing. Johnny took the initiative as he wrapped his strong arms around y/n's thighs beginning to stand up with her in his arms.
Y/n let go of his delicious lips to leave a surprised squeal at his actions. She was enjoying the position just for a minute before her body self image began to trouble her. "Johnny...put me down. I'm heavy", she said half heartedly.
"Bullshit. My arms were meant to hold you. Just you", he replied attaching his lips to the supple sking on her neck, making her moan softly.
Johnny finally managed to get in the bedroom with a few rough kisses on her neck on the way. He laid her gently on the bed as if she was a glass work that would break if he wasn't being careful.
Y/n looked at him crawl his way over to her tortured lips, his knee between her thighs. He cupped her face, leaning down for a smearing kiss. This one being more intimate and passionate than the one they had downstairs.
His kisses trailed down from her lips to her neck leaving yet again red marks along the skin. When his wet, flushed lips reached the borderline of y/n's bluse, he looked up at her, the black obs blown wide with lust.
Y/n nodded at him softly, signalling him to take the garment off. Johnny took his time as he slowly got rid of the cloth. He was greeted by the beautiful view of her plump, (s/c) mounds being held in the right fabric of the black bra.
"Can I take it off?" Johnny asked grazing his hands on the open skin of her chest. "Yes, please" She moaned.
He arched her body upwards his hands sliping back to unhook the bra. When he did, her breasts fell out, an invitation for him . He led out a growl tossing the fabric across the room.
Groping the soft flesh is his hands he attached his mouth to the bud making y/n throw her head back in pleasure. With his mouth on one tit and a hand on the other he pinched, rolled, pulled the bud.
Giving the equal ammount attention to the other mound, he trailed down further. Kissing every inch of skin, he made his way to where she needed him the most.
Pulling her skin tight jeans down, he glided his hands on her clothed heat. "Please Johnny, please" y/n moaned again growing impatient by his teasing.
"Tell me what you want, sweet girl" he chuckled at her darkly his hands looming over her heat rubbing slow, intense circles.
Y/n was quite for a moment. Feeling his blunt fingertips roll circles on her clit. Seeing her not answering, he stopped all movements. "Daddy asked you a question, bunny," he mentioned his voice low.
Y/n composed herself to give the answer. "I-I want. I want you to touch me," she through heavy pants.
"Who will touch you baby?" He asked still not resuming his previous actions which she desired so badly. "You daddy. Daddy will touch me," she whined.
Satisfied with her answer, he pulled down the black panties down her ankles. "That's right, pet. Daddy wil touch you. Daddy's gonna make you feel so good."
He took his position before her dripping pussy. Licking his warm tongue along her slit he placed a kiss on her clit. Looking up, he saw y/n staring at him with her mouth agape.
"Watch daddy as he eats you out, doll", he commanded. She nodded at him. Getting back to work, he sucked on her clit. Y/n arched her back wanting to give him more access of her pussy.
Johnny inserted two of his blunt finger in her hole, curling them inwards. Pulling them back he thrusted them back in, the sound of her wet pussy encasing his fingers filling the air with y/n sweet moans
He added another finger in. Now three of his fingers fucking her pussy, he began to suck on the bud. Sucking as if he would take out her life form the little cunt.
The pleasure was too much for y/n. His lips sucking on her clit, his blunt fingers thrusting her hole, she came undone on his face.
She half thought he'd be angry, she was wrong. She watched him lick her clean of all her juices. Drinking the last drop, he came back up to her.
Pulling her in for a filthy kiss, y/n moaned in his mouth tasting herself on his tongue. Johnny parted form the kiss, taking his trousers off now beginning to get rid of his shirt. Y/n's hands indistinctively went to his shirt, fumbling with the buttons she helped him get undressed. As soon as the shirt was gone, she scratched her fingers on his sculpted abs, leaving red marks in its wake.
Hovering over her body, he aligned himself with her entrance. "Ready baby?" He asked. He can be cocky at times, but he still cared for the girl he loved the most. Y/n didn't answered, she pulled him in for another kiss. Johnny took the opportunity and pushed himself all the way in her pussy.
Y/n moaned into the kiss. She could already feel how deep he went. Johnny let her adjust to his size. When she nodded at him, he pulled his length out and thrusted back in, making both of them moan loudly.
Johnny felt y/n's pussy hold him in, making him groan at the feeling. Y/n sucked on his neck harshly. He was too big for her. She felt as if she he'd split her open with his massive cock.
Looking straight in her (e/c), he licked up her face. Nasty but kinky. Y/n was a moaning, whimpering mess. "You're taking me so well, love. You feel so good around my," he whispered in her ears biting the lobe.
Y/n was feeling the coil of her second orgasm tighten. "D-daddy. I'm close," she whimpered.
"I know bunny. I feel you. I'm close too, hold on for me, bunny," he replied snapping his cock in her pussy relentlessly.
"On my count. One, two, hold on, three", he counted for her and him too. As soon as he finished counting, they both came instantly. Their juices mixing with the other.
Johnny pulled out, making y/n whimper at the loss of his presence. He then went to her pussy which was dripping out both of their cum. He licked up along her slit, y/n screaming at the sensation, her pussy was still sensitive. He continued eating her out till their juices were all gone down his throat.
He came back up, slowly kissing y/n. He smiled down at her. "I love you y/n. I love you", he said putting his forehead against her.
"I love you more, my love", she replied. Johnny fell at the bed beside her, pulling her close to his bare chest, pulling her close.
It took them mere minutes to fall asleep, the feeling of each other making them forget about the world.
Hello! Writing requests are now open! These will be open till Sunday so if you want me to write anything, feel free to drop it into my ask box and i’ll get to it when I can^^
may i request miko in her fox form with a reader who can turn into a cat or just that reader is also a kitsune like miko and they’re both enjoying each other’s company. cuddling together. ^^
ASDFGHJKL SNOM FREN IM SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG i think my brain short circuited at the sheer wholesomeness of this ask I’m sorryyyy 😰 also it’s like really short 😣 I’m legally not allowed to write long fluff because it causes cavities and my dentist already has it out for me
Dream Come True
“The audacity of you to stroll up and just jump into my arms. What if I’d been carrying something important?”
“You’d catch me anyways.” Yae huffed slightly at how easily you ignored her attempts to tease you.
She pets the top of your head with a chuckle. “Well, luckily for you there’s nothing that would be more important to me than you, so I suppose you’re not wrong. Regardless, that’s everything I need to do today done. Fancy a lazy day off?”
“You had me as lazy day.”
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The traveler had been having a rough morning. The three commissions they had already completed were all frustrating (they hated transport balloons more every time they saw one), and the fourth one was at the Grand Narukami Shrine. If fate had been kind to them they would’ve just used the teleport waypoint; but no it had to be broken; so they had to climb the whole mountain. Upon finally getting the many fortune slips that idiots people had thrown atop the shrine, (the shrine maidens really should put up a sign or something), they noticed something out of the ordinary.
Recognizing what, or rather who, it was, they quickly covered Paimon’s mouth before she could blow their cover, skillfully whipping out their Kamera at breakneck speed.
When Yae Miko visited the publishing house next, she was not expecting to see a photograph on the noticeboard. Among the many city announcements, pleads from the fire brigade about the youngest Nagonohara causing safety hazards, and many duel requests to Kujou Sara from Arataki ‘the enterally changing nickname’ Itto; was a photo of a small pink fox curled up under a sakura tree, a cat resting next to it peacefully. The picture was simply captioned ‘dream came true’. Who in Teyvat would- oh. Oh. So it was them! Why that little- she was supposed to be the crafty one here! The Miko huffed, already plotting how to get her petty revenge on a certain world-trotting blonde.
The traveler didn’t return to the Grand Narukami Shrine for a while after that.
Art requests are open until the 18th or until I can’t take any more so take advantage of my inbox!
It comes down to what would you guys like to see that I haven’t done yet in terms of Encanto related content? Preferably anything like: The Werewolf of Colombia, Papá Bruno, Rat King, or random scenarios I haven’t come up with.
The fandoms I have listed are not my current hyperfixations, but I can still force myself to draw from those fandoms too. Animals are also accepted!
For right now, no OC’s. Those are more like Commission work.
Don’t give me too many challenges, but surprise me!☺️🧐
