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Bacar-Nyah

Rexi from current comm wip

Just a sketch of the thoughts in my head when I draw my favorite grumpy Clone Commanders.

It's always impressive how Clones can show their unique personality in armors.

BLEACH THE HIGHSCHOOL WARFARE

Art by Davood Moghaddami

where he'll stay - tech x gn!reader (no use of pronouns) warnings: none, reassurance after waking up from a nightmare word count: 740 note: for those in need of comfort. taglist has been spared

It takes a gasp for you to wake. A loud, jarring breath causes you to sit up, eyes blown wide in fear. A drum has replaced your heart and it beats hard, daunting enough for you to place your hand on your chest. Pain rolls through your gut, heavy and full of aching fear. 

  It’s the type of fear that only subsides when you look over and see him. His slowly rising and falling back, sheets twisted around his torso and legs. Yellow goggles sit on the nightstand, perfectly put together beside his datapad. There is a bit of residue on his fingertips, left behind after a long day spent working on the Marauder, but he smells of freshly washed linen and soap. 

   And he’s alive. Your nightmare was a horrid thing, full of an agony that sits in your chest even as you watch his back rise and fall. It leaves doubt, even when you hear his breaths easing through his nose. 

   The need for assurance guides you closer towards him. You put an arm over his back and rest your cheek against his shoulder blade, taking a moment to listen and feel as his heart beats and his chest rises. It’s a gentle beat, a gentle sign of life, but as you listen to it thrum, it eases away the twist of loss in your chest. It washes away the struggle to breathe. 

   The sheets rustle. You grimace in regret as Tech turns onto his back to look at you. 

   “Mesh’la,” he murmurs, his voice hoarse with sleep. “Are you alright?” 

   His arm crosses over your back as he pulls you into his side. While he blinks the sleep out of his gaze, fingertips pressing into the corners of his tired eyes, you snuggle your cheek against his chest and take a deep breath, comforted by his smell and touch. 

   “Cyare,” he tries again when you do not speak, tipping his chin to look down at you. 

   You try to speak but when your voice shakes, you seal your lips. Tech’s hand gently rubs up and down your arm, patient as he waits for you to find the strength to speak on your own. 

   When you speak again, your voice trembles, “I had a nightmare.”

   “Of what?” 

   “Y…” You pause, the words catching in your throat. “N-Nevermind, it’s not important.” 

   “If it has proven itself bothersome enough to force you out of sleep, perhaps it should be considered important.” 

   “Tech,” you murmur, shaking your head. “I-I don’t want to talk about it.”

   He hums, fingertips leaving goosebumps as they dance up and down your arm. “How may I help? You seem anxious and… afraid.” 

   “Please, just...,” You squeeze him a bit closer to your chest, aching to pull him as near to you as possible. “Just stay here… be here with me.” 

   “I have no intention of going anywhere,” he remarks rather pointedly, causing you to manage the smallest smile. When he notices, he flashes his own little trace of amusement. “I am far too comfortable being right here with you.” 

   “Okay,” you hum, your voice a whisper as you place your palm against his bare chest, just to feel him exist.

Slowly, the lull of night returns, teasing you with another restless sleep. As your eyelids shut and flutter open in your battle to stay awake, you feel lips press against your hairline, lingering for just a moment before pulling away. 

  The idea of falling asleep reminds you why you sought him in the first place. The slow rise and fall of his fingertips along your arm alerts you to the nightmare and the feeling of loss and panic. Consuming fear. 

   But it is his body that eases it all away. His breaths, gentle and soothing. His heart, beating like the softest drum against the shell of your ear. The warmth of his chest kisses your cheek while the rise and fall of his steady breaths brings your fear and loss to a standstill, replaced by nothing but assurance.

   Tech’s voice is a whisper, soft and full of reassurance as you slowly fall into sleep. His fingertips never cease their gentle touch. His heart, never once pausing its strong beat. He smells of home. He feels like it, warm and alive against the comfort of your touch. 

    “I am here, mesh’la… and here is where I will stay.” 

♡ friends who i think might be needing this: @techs-ass @echos-girlfriend @nahoney22 @neon-junkie @crosshairs-wife @moodymisty @sleepingsun501 @grizabellasolo @techtalksfics

and whoever else needs to be comforted ♡

Ehem. Headcanon Bacara 😇 I can’t draw foam, sorry 😅

What do you think? I tryed to improve my art style 🤔 Do you like my headcanon Commander Bacara? 👉🏻👈🏻🥺

Headcanon Commander Bacara‘s side view’s 🤓❤️ what do you think is his best side? ☺️🙌🏻

Babysitting the 501st is a full time job and he’s not even getting paid.

Fox, you need help bro

When Your Actions Have Consequences (NSFW)

Optimus Prime was terribly, painfully in love with you.

It was something he had tried to ignore at first. No, of course he didn’t stare at you whenever he got the chance, and of course he didn’t blush when you looked his way, nor did he allow you to inhabit his every waking thought.

But that didn’t last for long. He eventually came to the conclusion that he was in love with you, and honestly? He was okay with that. Him and the rest of Team Prime were trapped on earth, possibly for the rest their lives, and even if him falling for a human was questionable, he wanted to be happy. Didn’t he deserve that much after everything he’d done for the greater good?

Now, he was drowning in it, willingly sinking in the sea of his feelings and making no attempt to swim up. You were a beautiful creature, a beautiful soul, and he wanted nothing more than to make you happy.

But you didn’t know that.

Weiterlesen

Series Masterlist

Pairings: Wolffe x Fem!OC, a bit of Comet x Fem!OC

Summary: The 104th battalion's new medic Rose comes into the scene dazzling everyone, ready for anything life as a battalion medic will ofer to her after having spent much too long secluded in a medical station orbiting Rishi. While she forms close friendships with the troopers, she and commander Wolffe never seem to get along. As arguments between them heat up, Wolffe is challenged to make Rose fall in love with him, a game that by no means will end well for either of them.

{Cross-posted to AO3} {Cross-posted to Wattpad}

Rating: Explicit for sexual content. 18+. Minors DNI.

Tags: Enemies to lovers, slow burn, angst, fluff, alcohol use, descriptions of injury (no gore), pining, voyeurism, PiV sex, soft, angry, and rebound sex, love triangle, canon typical violence. Please check each individual chapter's tags and/or the tags listed on my AO3!

Status: Ongoing

Updated weekly on Saturdays!

Chapter 1 - Field of Roses

Chapter 2 - Thorns

Chapter 3 - Pricked

Chapter 4 - Bud

Chapter 5 - Spike

Chapter 6 - Petal

Chapter 7 - Flora

Chapter 8 - Garden

Chapter 9 - coming soon!

Chapter 10 - coming soon!

Chapter 11 - coming soon!

Chapter 12 - coming soon!

Chapter 13 - coming soon!

“Don’t forget to come up for air. And not just because all these people need you. Because I need you.”

Credits to @velqris on ig for this amazing Nessian comic

Nesta simping for Cassian is my new favorite thing

And look at those wings🥺

CAPTAIN REX | THE CLONE WARS 6.04

CLONES APPRECIATION WEEK DAY 4: FAVORITE LEGION → THE CORUSCANT GUARD

posting these again, separate from the others on the original post

and one i never posted

A transformation of hero ♡

Optimus is awake

"He's not gonna hurt us"

(i found this scene really heartbreaking. I mean, seeing him injured, aggressive, and confused,damn,it hurts.)

There are many lies that we must eradicate from our minds. By Chris Austin Art

Black wooden mythologies by zh3nya

Ahsoka Tano + Captain Rex vs Clone Troopers in the Jedi Purge

HUNTER in The Bad Batch 1.14 WAR-MANTLE

a really ruff drawing but I love the imagination of bad batch cadets 😅

Tired Tech after the training simulation

The Bad Batch 1.01 | requested by @wwheeljack

Still not over Tech's eyes and the way they gleam under his goggles

Tech needs all the hugs

I’ll probably draw them all. We’ll see.

LeT mE sPeAk To ThE mAnAgEr

Hi, @gokyacetakal, I did not quite hit the mark with this, but I think I failed successfully nevertheless. I was planning on doing something with Boost and Sinker, too, but couldn't think of anything so far. Answering like this so I can keep the ask in case inspiration strikes after all!

They're playing mancala! Since it only needs a board and some pebbles I figured it's something Wolffe could have easily made as a child-appropriate bonding activity not involving jetpacks or explosives.