Goggles truther
I think Tech wears his goggles all the time so he’s ready because they are protective. I don’t see anything in the way they animated his eyes behind the glass/lenses to lead me to believe he needs them for vision correction. 🤷🏻♀️
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Goggles truther
I think Tech wears his goggles all the time so he’s ready because they are protective. I don’t see anything in the way they animated his eyes behind the glass/lenses to lead me to believe he needs them for vision correction. 🤷🏻♀️
could u do a jedi reader x tech oneshot?? maybe during the bad batch era… BUT NO DEATH PLEASE 😭
thank you!!! i love everything you’ve written 😪
the rest of forever
tech x jedi fem reader summary: tech is supposed to be giving omega a flight lesson today, but he gets a little sidetracked first. (established relationship) warnings: some suggestiveness a/n: wow this was a request from eons ago...the ancient texts...😅😅
as much as you like the sweet slowness of pabu, you can’t help but think about how it’s not the temple. it’s certainly not coruscant. and yet, it feels like home—a safety you haven’t had in a while. none of the civilians here know your past, something you’re not quite sure if you’re ready to part with. it’s an odd place to be when you’re rooted at a standstill, while everyone else seems to walk forward just fine.
you sigh and rotate a bit in the marauder’s pilot seat like a bored child. the world looks like a dizzying blur, getting faster and faster until a firm hand clamps down to stop your spinning. you look up, blinking as your vision readjusts. a warm blush slowly spreads through your skin when you see tech standing over you, his eyes round and soft despite the hard line his mouth is always pressed in.
“you’re in my seat,” he coughs.
you lean back and tilt your head to the side. “going somewhere?”
“not without your permission, of course,” comes his sarcastic reply. you give him a pointed look, and he averts his gaze a bit as the tips of his ears turn red. his words are always witty where the rest of him isn’t. this has always been endearing to you.
you giggle under your breath and shake your head. his eyes follow your body when you slowly rise from the seat, bringing your faces much closer. “permission granted, soldier,” you whisper softly, patting your hand down on his chest before drawing it away.
tech is quick to catch your hand in his, lifting it to his lips. he kisses your knuckles, his eyes staring into yours as he says, “i’ll be back before sunset.” he pauses, his tone slightly dry when he adds, “that is, if i survive.”
“aw, give the kid some credit,” you tell him. tech stiffens as you slowly wind your arms around his neck and lean in close. “besides, she has a good teacher,” you wink.
tech’s hands wrap around your waist with a gentle squeeze. “good would be an understatement, darling.”
“oh, so he’s confident,” you tease.
“within reason.” he touches his forehead to yours, staring at your lips. you laugh softly and cup his jawline, stroking with your thumb.
“just kiss me, already, would you?” you murmur.
that’s an order he’ll always follow. your eyes flutter shut as he leans in carefully, sliding his hands down to your hips for a tighter grip. your lips collide like the waves breaking along the shoreline, slow but hard, leaving you no room to breathe. he tilts his head and drags your bottom lip out whenever he pulls back, just to seal his mouth over yours at a deeper angle that claws out a whimper from your throat. the sound vibrates through the kiss, and he slips his thigh between your legs, holding you firm against him as you gasp at the pressure.
“tech—” you whine, “don’t tease…”
“i’m kissing you…” he replies, equally breathless. his nose slides against yours. “…like you asked.”
you laugh again, this time louder, but it trails off into a moment where you just look at him, your gaze softening as you slide a hand down his face. he leans into your touch, his eyes searching yours for answers beyond words. for the thoughts inside your head, the only illogical place he’d like to go. but it’s an uncharted course, one that slips beyond even his abilities. you fascinate him in that way. he’ll spend the rest of his life loving you if he could. the rest of the forever he vows not to waste.
“well, don’t stop,” you whisper, closing the distance again. his hands slide up your back to grip your shoulder blades, embracing you with a tight desperation as he kisses you feverishly, groaning when your fingertips slip underneath his shirt. you touch his warm bare skin all over, your lips parting and colliding in wet and slow kisses that drag your tongues together, tasting every last bit of time fleeing through this moment. he kisses you until a lively, feminine voice nears the ship in the distance, and you both break apart with heavy pants bringing your chests up and down.
he opens his mouth to speak, but you shake your head, resting a finger against his lips.
“don’t be late,” you tell him. he blinks, all disheveled from the kiss that still lingers on his swollen mouth, but you know he hears you loud and clear. you smile at him over your shoulder as you step off the ship, unsurprised when omega whizzes past you with a high-pitched “sorry!” you watch them in the cockpit from the ground outside, lifting your hand when the young girl starts waving at you. and then you meet tech’s eyes, seeing not just your present, but the possibility of a future where it’s not little omega in the pilot’s seat anymore—it’s children of your own.
such an imaginary sight brings chuckle to your lips, not wanting to get ahead of yourself just yet. but the thought seems to settle in your stomach a little easier now, and you suppose it has something to do with the kindhearted man staring down at you through the glass.
you blow him a kiss and watch the marauder lift into the sky. it grows smaller and smaller until it’s just another star you’d like to wish the rest of your forever on.
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