Hi! I can't remember if I actually submitted an ask for your Roll for Request event. I know I saved your post and did the rolls, but I don't remember passing them on to you.
If I already submitted this, then feel free to ignore me!
Here's what I rolled:
2 - Hunter (I swear I didn't cheat)
8 - “Please, don’t argue. You have to leave right now; you aren’t safe here.”
5 - Fluff
As far as anything else, I leave it up to your imagination (because I have none, haha.)
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Carol (@clonethirstingisreal)
Double Agent
Hunter x gn!reader (they/them pronouns, no other description)
Author's Note: Thanks for letting me reroll the prompt a little! I hope you like how it turned out!
Warnings: jealousy, tiny bit of protective!Hunter, Omega is a Little Shit, but like in an endearing way, love confessions, first kiss
Mando'a Guide:
mesh'la - beautiful
It was another beautiful day in Pabu. The sun was bright and warm, moonyos were chittering as they ran across the paths, and Hunter stood against a wall, scowling at the scene playing out before him.
You were standing, talking to a neighbor excitedly about something he couldn’t make out, but he could see that you were smiling.
You had adjusted to life in Pabu easier than the rest of them, trusting the people here immediately and wholeheartedly. Sure, the rest of the squad was opening up, too, but there was something nagging at the back of Hunter’s brain every time he watched you make a new acquaintance.
Your laugh caught his attention and he watched as your hand touched the man’s arm, steadying yourself.
He heard Omega approach from his side. “Hunter?” she questioned, following his line of sight to you.
“Yeah?”
“Is everything okay?”
He briefly glanced down at her. “Yeah, everything is fine.”
Omega nodded, but her curious gaze stuck on him. “You’re doing it again.”
Hunter’s brow furrowed a little more. “What?”
She shrugged. “Echo told me I had to keep an extra eye on you because you do this thing where you stare at them looking all grumpy. He said that you were gonna scare them off.”
Hunter’s gaze finally fully shifted to her. “I don’t do that,” he protested, earning an incredulous look from his sister.
“Why are you always so angry with them anyway? They’re really nice and funny-”
“I’m not angry,” Hunter interjected with a sigh. “I just think they trust too easily.”
“Oh,” Omega hummed, drawing out the vowel. “So you’re protecting them?”
A vague suspicion tagged at the back of his brain as her tone shifted, but he ignored it as he kept his eyes on you. “Sure.”
“You don’t watch Tech or Wrecker like this,” she pointed out.
Hunter sighed. “They don’t get into trouble as much.”
“Is that the only reason?”
“Omega,” Hunter warned.
“Don’t you trust them?”
“I do, but-”
“I think you like them.”
Hunter all but growled in frustration. “Look, sometimes you have to keep an eye on people you lo– people you care about to make sure that they’re okay.”
“So,” Omega murmured. “You do care about them.”
“Yes.”
“A lot?”
“Ye– they’re part of this squad.”
He wasn’t sure when exactly she had left his side, his attention focused on you as you accompanied the neighbor back through the streets of Pabu.
It had taken quite a bit of practice, but Omega was getting better at evading her brother’s heightened senses. She ducked underneath a wall with flowers growing out of it, whispering your name as you emerged from your new friend’s house.
“Omega?” you chuckled. “What are you doing?”
“Get down here!” she hissed, her tone setting off an alarm in your mind, but her grin soothing it.
You knelt down next to her. “What’s going on?”
“Remember that special mission?” she smiled, excitement permeating the air around her.
You eyed her suspiciously. “Omega-”
“I know you said to drop it,” she explained. “But I think I’ve made some progress!”
You sighed, running a hand down your face as she continued.
“He only glares at you like that because he’s trying to protect you,” she informed you. “He thinks you get into trouble a lot, so he has to make sure you’re okay. But he said he cares about you a lot.”
You blinked at her, the information still processing.
“Why- why didn’t he come and talk to me himself?” you mumbled.
“Echo said it’s because he’s scared of you,” Omega stated, matter-of-factly.
You scoffed. “Scared of me? Look at me, ‘Meg; I’m not exactly intimidating.”
“Perhaps not physically,” Tech suddenly appeared at the other side of the wall they were sitting against, startling you. “But given that Hunter has seldom cared for anyone outside of his siblings, it stands to reason that his affection for you feels unfamiliar and therefore, uncomfortable.”
Tech continued on to inform Omega about how she can improve at staying out of Hunter’s awareness as you sat, trying to absorb the information. One phrase hummed through your body on repeat. He cares about you.
As it neared sunset, you found yourself sitting on the edge of the dock, staring out at the horizon.
“Mind if I join you?” Hunter asked. You nodded with a small smile.
He sat next to you, mirroring the way your feet hung over the side. You sat there together in an easy silence, though you could tell he had something to say.
“Did Omega tell you I was here?” you prompted. Maybe you could draw something out of the terse sergeant.
“Uh, yeah,” he hummed.
“So you came looking for me?”
He nodded, awkwardly sparing a glance towards you.
You smirked. “What can I do for you, Hunter?”
He felt his body humming with electricity as you said his name. You have no idea the effect you have on me, he thought.
“No? Maybe you could tell me,” you suggested, watching his entire face bloom into a deep red as he realized he’d voiced what he meant to stay in his head. You set a hand gently on his knee, noting the tiny gasp he made. “I have it on pretty good authority that you care about me.”
Hunter swallowed. Omega was so grounded.
“Perhaps our little double agent didn’t relay information back to you,” you mused.
“No?” he nearly whispered.
“She told me how you feel, but I don’t think she told you how I feel,” you smiled, feeling your own cheeks warm under his intense gaze.
Hunter’s mouth felt dry and his heart pounded against his ribcage. “And how do you feel?”
This was it. You had to say it now.
“To put it simply, I’m in love with you, Hunter.”
Time stopped around you, the ocean ceased its ebb and flow, the sun paused where it hung low in the sky. There was no sound but both of your heartbeats as you gazed at one another. Hunter’s mouth was parted in a tiny ‘o’ like he couldn’t believe what you’d just confessed.
Reality snapped back into place around you as he began to smile. He leaned towards you, one hand coming up to cup the side of your face. “I’m in love with you, too, mesh’la.”
Neither of you knew who’d closed the gap first, your lips slotting together in a deep and overdue embrace. He broke the contact first, resting his forehead against yours as he attempted to catch his breath. In this moment, it was just you and Hunter.
Neither of you heard the hoots and hollering of the rest of the squad.
Thanks for reading! - River
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I rolled a 10, Echo, 9. "I'm ready to try again if you are", and a 16. Forced proximity (great rolls for once)
I was thinking maybe they dated before the citadel, and after they reunite he's all cold and insecure and forced proximity gets them actually talking again? hehe she/her or gn is fine!
I'm Different
Echo x F!Reader (no gender or pronouns described)
~ Echo - "I'm ready to try again if you are" - Forced Proximity ~
Author’s Note: here you go, anon!! I hope it was what you’re looking for! And feel free to send more if you’d like 💛😁
Warnings: mentions of canon character deaths, partial cave in, restricted space (not very tight), body image issues
Mando'a Guide:
Mesh'la - beautiful
From the moment you’d met him, you knew Echo would be the love of your life. He was kind, smart, and very handsome. He’d swept you off your feet the moment you first met when you’d joined the 501st, coming onto you with some cheesy pick-up line Fives had dared him to use. It hadn’t worked, of course, but the sheepish way he’d apologized and started a real conversation had won you over.
Losing him was the hardest thing you’d ever had to endure in your life. You found comfort with Fives, finding solace in that friendship. But then he was gone, too. Your heart had been so heavy, looking at the other men who so resembled your lost love and friend.
Even though their personalities varied from man to man, you still saw them. You saw Echo’s strict adherence to the regulations that only lasted up until Fives gave him that look that could only mean “I’m going to do something crazy, and you’re coming with me.” You saw Fives’ fierce determination that was always softened by Echo’s cool, calm, and collected demeanor. You saw the domino twins in every pair of troopers you met. That is, until you met them.
Clone Force 99 was… different to say the least. You’d met them very briefly before they’d left with Rex for a mission. Rex would only describe this mission to you as “need-to-know”, and for that, he’d gotten one of your “death glares” as Echo and Fives had called it. You saw Kix and Jesse shudder out of the corner of your eye before you stormed off. Ever since you’d been stationed with the 501st, you knew everything. Some of the shinies even thought you to be the natborn version of an ARC. The radio silence you were receiving was unusual.
You endured days of nothing until one day you’d cornered Kix, demanding to know what was going on. He’d sighed deeply, then wordlessly led you back through the compound to a wing of the medical bay.
A pale clone sat on the edge of one of the beds, covered head to artificial foot in machinery, being beeped at by several droids.
You stared at the man, something familiar stirring in your chest, and even though the man never noticed you, you knew in the very depths of your soul that it was Echo - your Echo.
It had been months since you transferred with Echo to the Bad Batch. The odd group of clones had pulled you both in with open arms, despite being a “reg” and a “nattie”. You’d gone on countless missions, one after the other, always busy, but something was throwing you off.
Despite having reacquainted with your lost lover, Echo was different. He was polite and somewhat cordial with you like you were any other natborn. He might not have known it, but it was breaking your heart.
“What’s wrong with me?” you asked him. He had wandered further into the cave the squad had set up camp inside, claiming to want to get away from Wrecker and Tech’s snoring. He hadn’t heard you following him.
He startled, desperately avoiding your gaze. “I’m not sure what you mean,” he muttered.
“You’ve been avoiding me since Anaxes,” you stated bluntly. “I know it’d been years since you’d seen me and a lot was going on back then, but Echo, it’s been months and you can barely even look at me unless it’s a necessity.”
Echo finally met your eyes, noticing the tear slipping down your cheek. He sighed. “I’m not trying to-”
Suddenly, there was a rumbling in the ground. The whole cave shook around you, knocking you to your knees.
Rocks fell all around you, cutting off the tunnel back to the others and the opening of the cavern.
Echo pulled you to your feet milliseconds before a large jagged boulder fell, barely missing you.
A moment later, the rumbling stopped. Hunter began calling you and Echo over the comms. “Are you two okay?”
“We’re alright,” Echo answered, already pushing at the rocks blocking the two of you from reaching the rest of the group. “But we’re boxed in.”
He gave a hard shove to one of the large rocks, moving it just a little. With its shift came a downpouring of rocks that would’ve hit him had you not grabbed the backplate of his armor, yanking him away.
“Don’t attempt to move anything,” Tech warned. “The structural integrity of the cave is questionable at best.”
“Sit tight until we find another way out for you,” Hunter ordered.
“Kriff,” you swore, plopping down onto the ground.
Echo sat as well, though you could tell he was uncomfortable.
“Don’t worry; the others will find a way out of this place,” you sniffed, scowling at the ground. “You won’t have to be stuck with me for long.”
You could feel his eyes on you, but you didn’t look up as you tried to hold back the tears gathering in yours.
“I didn’t mean to-” he started but cut himself off with a sigh. “There’s nothing wrong with you.”
Your head lifted to meet his gaze. “What?”
“You haven’t changed much, despite everything,” he explained. “You’re still kind and smart. Still a hell of a fighter and… hell, somehow you’ve gotten more beautiful.”
You felt your cheeks warm. “Then why-”
“Because I’m different,” he asserted. “The Separatists took me and used my brain. They- they changed me. Turned me into this.” He gestured to the replaced portions of his body with his scomp. “And they- they nearly broke me.”
“Echo-”
“And you don’t deserve it. You don’t deserve any of this,” he growled. “You deserve someone who can hold you, who can take care of you. You deserve a person, not a thing like me.”
Your tears were flowing freely down your cheeks now, washing away the dirt that clung to your face, leaving streaks as they went. “Echo,” you whispered, gently touching his arm. He still didn’t look at you. You scoffed. “Stars, you’re stupid.”
You thought he might’ve broken his neck with how fast he turned to face you, his expression a textbook example of shock.
You chuckled. “Of course you’re different. I mean, stars, Echo; you were dead!” You took his hand in yours. “I couldn’t expect you to be exactly how you were before, and I hope you don’t think I’m truly the same after losing you. But I love you, and that’s something that could never change. Organic or machine parts, you’re still you. You’re still my Echo.”
He watched you curiously as if he thought you might be playing a joke on him.
“I know things are a little different now, but I’m in this for the long haul and I don’t want to lose you again,” you whispered. “I’m ready to try again if you are.”
“Mesh’la,” he shook his head. “I can’t- I won’t be able to provide the things you need.”
You cupped his cheek, your eyes boring into his. “Will you love me?”
“Yes,” he answered without hesitation.
“Then you can provide everything I need.”
You pulled against him, your lips meeting his softly, but still firm and steady.
He eagerly kissed you back, instantly remembering the feel of your lips against his.
After a few moments, you breathlessly pulled away, resting your forehead against his.
“I love you, Echo.”
“I love you, too.”
Thanks for reading! - River
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6 (Wrecker), 6 (How long have you been standing there) and 4 (One bed). For the reader I’ll go for He/Him pronouns.
Wow okay so that fit pretty well together. What immediately comes to mind is Reader and Wrecker having to share a room while on a mission for Cid (probably set sometime early s2). Wrecker and Reader have been flirting for a little bit and Reader walks in on Wrecker figuring out how to ask him if he wants to share the bed. Wrecker is trying not to come off as too forward and is embarrassed in a very down bad way.
Feel free to use/not use any of the prev paragraph, I’ve loved your work so far so I’d be excited for whatever you come up with.
Sharing is Caring
Wrecker x masc!reader (he/him pronouns, no other description)
Author’s Note: I hope you like this Anon!! It was very fun to write and I love me some soft Wrecker 💛
Warnings: lots of fluff, suggestive flirting, making bets on a relationship
Mando’a Guide:
cyar’ika - darling, sweetheart
Wrecker of Clone Force 99 was a clone commando. He was a highly trained weapons and explosives expert. He was bigger and stronger than nearly every foe he’d come across. He’d survived the war, despite numerous close calls. He was a deadly force.
And yet here he was, talking to a wall and pretending it was you.
He’d met you a few months ago, a bright spot in the darkness and confusion of his life that had been turned upside down after the war. You were nice and funny, you got along well with his siblings, and on top of it all you were so good to look at. You seemed to like talking to him; you didn’t tell him he was too loud or treat him like he was stupid. You were almost as physically affectionate as he was - something Tech had noted as ‘impressive’ - taking all of his hugs and bumps in stride and returning them. You were so good for him. So why was he so scared of you in this moment?
It was a fairly simple mission; stake out the cantina, get the intel, get it back to Cid. The lack of planned explosions had disappointed him, but the way you offered to come with them had almost made him forget about all that.
“Not sure that’s a good idea,” Hunter had said. “You’re a civvie. Do you have any training?”
“Training for what? Eavesdropping?” you laughed. “Besides, I’ll fit in as a ‘civvie’ at a bar better than any of you.”
Wrecker’s lips had broken out in a grin. “C’mon, Sarge,” he pleaded, breaking out the tooka eyes that had a decent success rate on his brother.
Hunter exchanged a tired look with Echo who shrugged. “Fine,” he sighed, fixing Wrecker with his patented ‘Over It’ look. “But you’re keeping an eye on him.”
“Yessir!” Wrecker shouted, scooping you up and tossing you in the air. You yelped, but wrapped your arms around his neck as he caught you.
“Wrecker, you lunatic!” you laughed as he set you back on the ground, gentle as can be. “Stars, you’re gonna give me a heart attack.”
“I can think of a couple other ways to make your heart stop,” he smirked, nudging you hard enough for you to almost lose your balance.
“Oh, I bet you could, Big Guy,” you purred, biting your lip as you placed a hand on Wrecker’s bicep.
“Maker,” Hunter groaned, ushering Omega away. “Not in front of the kid.”
“What’s he talking about, Hunter?” Omega asked. “Is Wrecker gonna jump out and scare him?”
“Somethin’ like that, kid,” Hunter grumbled.
Lost in the flirty banter with each other, neither you nor Wrecker noticed Echo chuckle, bumping Tech with his arm. “Ten credits Wrecker still won’t actually make a move.”
Tech gestured towards you. “Twenty says it’ll be him that makes the move.”
That was yesterday. Today, however, Wrecker was feeling a little queasy. While you were scouting the cantina with Tech and Omega, he, Hunter, and Echo were getting a couple rooms at a nearby motel.
Once he’d paid for the rooms, he led Wrecker and Echo up to them.
“Only got two?” Echo asked, noting the two access cards in Hunter’s hand.
“All Cid gave us enough for,” he grunted.
“Good thing we all like each other.”
One of the doors slid open to reveal a small room. One double bed, a fresher, and minimal space otherwise. The opening of the other door revealed the same.
“Tech usually sleeps sitting up, when he sleeps,” Echo noted. “He’ll probably want to watch over the ship anyway.”
Hunter nodded. “We’ll take this one, and Wrecker, you don’t mind sharing with… someone else, do you?”
“With… oh, I-I, uh,” he stammered. “I’m not so sure that’s a good idea.”
Echo eyed him, fighting a smirk. “You’re closer with him than the rest of us.”
Wrecker swallowed. “I- I guess so, but-”
“Perfect,” Hunter grinned, clapping his brother on the shoulder.
Wrecker sat on the edge of the bed, anxiously awaiting your arrival. He looked up at the wall - too close in front of him - and practiced.
“Hey, so Hunter said we gotta share this one and I– aw, that’s no good.”
“I know there’s not a lotta room, but I’ll stay over on this side and I won’t try and cuddle you or nothin’– not that I wouldn’t like that, but – ugh.”
He slumped forward, letting his forehead hit the wall a couple times.
“I know it’s weird, but there’s only one bed and… I don’t wanna sleep on the floor so if ya wanna share… kriff.”
He sighed deeply, running a hand down his face.
“You’re really nice to me and you’re funny and pretty and I really, really like you and I don’t want ya to hate me for wantin’ to share with you. I– I wanna be close to ya’, but I don’t want ya to think I’m creepy and I really don’t wanna scare you away.”
“You won’t scare me away,” you said quietly, unable to stop yourself from speaking up.
Wrecker, though, just about jumped out of his skin, shouting your name in surprise. “How long have you been standing there?”
“Long enough, Big Guy,” you chuckled, walking over to sit next to him. “Wrecker, why would I think you’re creepy?”
You watched his cheeks tint pink. “Well, I, uh… I know we- we talk a lot and it gets a little rowdy sometimes a-and we’re friends and all but I don’t wanna force ya into anything…”
“Is that what we are, Wrecker?” you asked, and he realized just how close you were as your tongue flicked out to wet your lips. “Are we just friends?”
He hesitated. “If… if that’s what you want.”
Suddenly your hand was on his cheek and his face turned redder than a Corrie’s armor. “I like being friends with you, but…” you heard his breath still in his chest. “But I’d like to be something more.”
Wrecker died. He was sure he’d died. Or maybe he’d just fallen asleep and this was all a dream.
You smiled as you watched his brain work through what you said. A moment later his face split into a bigger grin than you’d ever seen from him before as he jumped up, scooping you up into a hug with a joyous laugh.
“Maker, cyare,” he hummed. “You make me so happy.”
“Just as you make me, Wrecker,” you whispered.
You pressed a light kiss to his cheek, chuckling at the way his face heated up. “Now, I believe you said something about cuddling?”
Wrecker grinned wickedly, falling onto the bed with you still in his arms.
Next door, Hunter chuckled. “You owe Tech twenty credits, Echo.”
Thanks for reading! - River
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