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ask any clone stan who the prettiest clone is and they will say their clone bf
hc that kix’s batchmates are called fixit and helix
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Sir that's my emotional support dumbass right there
here’s a thought: rex and the boys as navy seals.
#okay but they’d look so damn cute in the uniforms#sexy i bet#why am i even thinking about this#star wars#the clone wars#star wars the clone wars#captain rex#clone medic kix#arc trooper echo#arc trooper fives#arc trooper jesse#lieutenant jesse#commander fox#clone trooper tup#commander cody#commander bly#commander wolffe#navy seals#army uniform#tcw rambles#sw rambles#katelynntalks#lotsa tags for this one
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hi bri! can you write something happy with kix please. he’s so sweet 🥺 i love your writing and hope you have a lovely day 💕
Ahhh! Thank you for sending in an ask! I really appreciate it and I hope that I did you request justice! I used another prompt I received a while ago about some specific Kix ideas and I decided to combine them. I’ve included that below.
Self indulgent for sure, I had surgery to fix my ankle a few years ago and it took me forever to admit how much pain I was really in. Someone finally admitting to Kix that they need help? Gah
I’m hoping to do a lot more writing this week. I’ve gotten sooo many adorable prompt requests in recently and they’re just all so freaking cute and I want to do them. So here’s hoping we’ll be able to vibe some more this week.
Without much further ado, here it is! I hope you like it! Thank you for reading!!! :))))
Tagging: @pro-fangirls-unsocial-life, @marvel-starwars-nerd, @mackstrut, @dissapointingpancake, @ahsokatano-thetogruta, @welcometothepedroverse, @lightning-wolffe, @fractiouskat, @mandaloriandin, @lussyyung, @lowkeyodinsong, @str-wrs-fics, @bantha-shit, @dominhoe-squad, @Snipskixandbeskar
Taglist is here!
Masterlist is here!
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Hurting
Things hadn’t been going that great for you.
I mean in the end it was entirely your fault. One misstep while on Onderon and you were down and out for the count. It was stupid and entirely avoidable. You shouldn’t have gotten as injured as you did, but sometimes these things happened. It was horribly embarrassing and not something you wanted to go through again, but all in all, you were still alive, inconvenienced, but alive.
After a quick look over by the nearby medic, you were ordered to get some rest and given some stims to help with the pain.
Except you weren’t one to let a little pain slow you down. And if you were being honest, stims made your head a little foggy. You couldn’t really afford for that to happen with your job, not when there were so many men out there depending on your work.
So you pushed through.
Somehow, you managed to survive the rest of the campaign and were safely back in hyperspace, on your way back to Coruscant to restock before heading back out to the front. You wouldn’t be on the planet for long, but you hoped that you’d get at least a day to visit your sibling who was working at the Senate. It had been months and frankly you needed the break.
It was getting late, most of the men heading back to the barracks and the officers trickling out of the bridge as time continued to tick on. Within another hour after the first officer left, you finished your work, wrapping everything up so you could hit the ground running first thing in the morning. With a flick of your first, your holoscreen went dark and you spun in your chair, shakily climbing to your feet.
Your joints popped and you felt a familiar twang in your neck from sitting all day at your workstation. At the slightest bit of movement, your ankle protested, sending shooting pain up your leg. You hissed in a breath, thankful no one was around to hear it. Clenching your jaw, you began to move forward, focusing all your attention on not appearing in the incredible pain you were in.
Your CO noticed you leaving and broke away from his conversation for a moment to offer you a quick nod in your direction. You returned the gesture with a wave and moved on, feeling your eyes start to burn.
The door closed behind you and your trembling hand rested against the cool wall. With no one in the hall, you allowed yourself a moment to breathe in through your nose and out through your mouth. After ten breaths, you were ready to move again.
It was slow going.
Most of your effort, usually dedicated to speed, was devoted entirely to appearing without any kind of limp. It worked for the most part, troopers offering you smiles or waves as you passed, recognizing you from your presence in the mess hall and occasionally at sabacc nights.
You were two hallways from your quarters when you could feel your strength fading rapidly. The hallway had mostly emptied, everyone either on their night shift or getting some much needed rest. You couldn’t stop yourself from sagging against the wall, squeezing your eyes shut.
Kriff, your ankle was killing you. Karking hells.
It was okay. It’d be okay.
You were almost there. You could make it the rest of the way. Then you could sleep.
Hearing your name called from in front of you definitely wasn’t expected.
AHHH BRI THIS IS PERFECT THANK YOU!!!!
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Rex, Jesse, Kix and Cody in Star Wars: the Clone Wars
7.01 | The Bad Batch
okay imagine having a spa day with your clone s/o because you just want to take care of them. they’d be so amused because they’ve never even had a face mask on but you explain as you go along and it’ll just be so fluffy
like that ^ because i’d be so happy to help them relax
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Nobody Listens to Kix
After problems posting on other sites, I’ve decided to upload a few of my one-shots here so readers can still have access to them. (Standard disclaimers, I don’t own Star Wars, etc.)
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Case 00147: Denal
“Uh, Kix?”
The soft question almost made Kix start swearing uncontrollably. He didn’t mind any trooper coming to him for help, but he had only just started working on the massive pile of paperwork threatening to conquer his desk. Thinking of the polite entrance, Kix bit back the Mando'a curses with the strength of all of his flash training. When he finally turned to look at the trooper, his face had been schooled into a generally neutral expression and a rapid scan of the trooper’s armor confirmed his identity.
“Yes, Denal?”
Inwardly, Kix marveled at the patience in his voice. The second battle of Geonosis had not been kind to the 501st. Kix had only been in combat for the first half hour before he had been called to duty as a medic. He had run from trooper to trooper for the rest of the battle, saving a few, but recording far too many names and numbers for the Fallen Trooper files.
“Are Geonosians poisonous?”
So help him, if this was another idiotic bet between two of the men, Kix would lose his mind.
“I don’t know; no one has ever eaten one before,” he snapped. “They’re venomous for sure, so just try not to get bitten and you’ll be fine.”
“That’s the thing…”
Kix whirled to study Denal again, this time with a medic’s eye. The trooper was pale and beginning to sweat, eyes unfocused.
“Kriff,” Kix let out, rushing to escort Denal toward a bed. “Where?”
“My right calf,” Denal said, panting lightly. “I lost my lower leg armor to one of those karkin’ bugs during the battle. Later, one bit me before I could shoot it.”
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r2d2 when kix shows up with "a good droid is a dead droid" tattooed on his head
Kix, having picked up some binary from being around Anakin, hears R2 complaining about his tattoos one day and thats why he has hair in s7
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Bonus (Kix-drank-too-much edition):
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clonedreams
the things we don’t say | kix
pt ii to this for @morganas-pendragons ♡
Why do I remember you kissing me cyar’ika?
Those words remained heavily ingrained in Kix’s mind. While he was in the bay, during missions, before bed, it didn’t matter. Your words circled his thoughts whenever, wherever. These were the words that had smoothly rolled off your tongue while your lips were only an inch from his, how could he forget?
That is, before the moment was rudely interrupted by a certain Anakin Skywalker at the door, holding a bouquet of flowers that looked like they had cost a small fortune, not that would matter to him. He had eyed Kix down before dismissing him to which you hadn’t even protested. Anakin probably didn’t even know that you didn’t actually like flowers, you had told Kix that months ago. You thought they looked better in the gardens and meadows than on your table where they would only last a week and wilt away. Still, it was Skywalker who he left in your room, alone with you. Not him.
Kix hadn’t spoken to you since that evening. He threw himself into his work, tried to avoid his general as much as possible, and most of all chose to not seek you out as much as every fibre in his body craved you. What hurt him though, was that you didn’t to chase him up either.
“Vod, what are you doing?” Jesse asks, rubbing his eyes trying to coax the sting out of them.
It’s three o’clock in the morning. The med bay outside is practically silent apart from a handful of night shift nurses floating around. Kix is sat at his desk in his office, cup of cold caf in front of him alongside a stack of papers. He looks up from his work at his brother who is looking back at him expectantly.
“What does it look like? I’m working,” he huffs, returning to scribbling the last lines of a report and ignoring the face that Jesse was making.
He knows it well. The ‘don’t play around with me as if I don’t know everything about you’ face.
“I meant what are you doing to yourself. Those can easily be finished tomorrow.”
“Why not just get them done today?”
“Because we can’t have the best medic in the GAR admit himself into the bay from exhaustion can we?”
Both boys turn to look at you standing in the doorway. You give Kix a small smile which he doesn’t return, only looking back at the work in front of him, cursing in his head. Jesse glances at his brother and back at you and he gets the answer he came here looking for.
“Uh Senator, I was just leaving,” he bows his head slightly, exiting the cramped room not as gracefully as he hoped.
You watch him go before returning your gaze to Kix who still hasn’t looked up at you. The tension in the room is thick with all the things that are yet to be discussed, you know you both feel it. Issuing the code to lock the door without turning away, you start to walk towards him and his desk,
“Kix-”
“Is it a game for you?”
You freeze at his words, stopping in your tracks. You had never heard him use this tone before, low and almost resentful. In fact, you had never even seen him angry before but now he sat in front of you with his shoulders hunched forward and an iron grip on the pen he was writing with, you knew this would be the first.
“You knew how I feel about you, you must’ve. All the small touches when we talk, the flirting when no one is around, the looks you give me, kriff, inviting me up to your room and almost-” he falters over his words, choking on them before lowering his voice.
“Almost kissing me.”
You suck in a breath but allow him to keep going, knowing you deserved this and he deserved to get it out.
“Only for Skywalker to show up at your door.“
You wait for him to say something more but he doesn’t immediately, slumping over in defeat with his elbows resting on his knees and hands cradling his head, refusing to meet your eyes,
“You don’t even know what you do to me.”
You step closer again until you stand next to him. You gently push his chair to spin so he faces you instead and to your surprise, he lets you. Kneeling down in front of him, you finally speak,
“I’m sorry.”
He looks up at you through his lashes and you see the light sheen of angry tears in his eyes before he casts them back down to his feet.
“I should have come to find you sooner but I didn’t know if I scared you, I didn’t know if you wanted me to find you,” you admitted, feeling a pang in your chest at the thought.
“I waited for you, hoped you would show up and tell me that all these thoughts in my head weren’t true but you didn’t,” he muttered, “I thought you did that to every clone you fancied, at least until someone better came along.”
You immediately knew he was referring to Anakin and you wished you could tell him just how wrong he was, how the flowers weren’t even for you but for Senator Amidala and the jedi only wanted to make sure they were okay. Instead, you reached your hand out to rest on Kix’s which held his face.
“You are the only man I’ve ever felt any way about. Jedi, clone, whatever, no one else makes me feel the way you do,” you confess.
Kix’s eyes snap to your own, searching for a lie but there isn’t one. His mouth has run dry all of a sudden. He had practiced it in his head many many times, rehearsing exactly what he wanted to say to you when he finally built up the nerve to. But now, with your softened gaze and the tingles your touch sent through him, it all dies in his throat leaving him with nothing to do but look at you.
“I’m sorry Kix, I am. I want you, only you, if you’ll still have me”
And he believes you too. He removes your hand from his cheek, allowing his head to fall onto your forehead instead, enveloping your smaller hand in both of his own. He’s so close you can smell the caf on his breath that’s fanning over your lips, making your heart beat at rates that couldn’t be normal.
“Can you kiss me now?” he whispers, craving the reassurance of your touch.
“Don’t I have to take you to dinner first?” you try to counter jokingly but it comes out breathier than intended.
“You can take me anywhere you want but please, I need you to kiss me now,” he pleads, letting go of your hand to thread his own through your hair.
And how can you deny him when he’s looking at you like that, practically begging you for something that is long overdue so you fulfill his wish, capturing his lips with your own in a kiss that said all the things that were left unsaid.
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Ner Ad’ika | Kix
So this fic might be multiple parts and will feature a baby I magically created through an ask over at @clonesandmoans (her name is aleah) and I’m gonna make her the child to Kix and Starlight.
female!reader
i know @icanbringyouincold wanted to be tagged, so i’ll just do my usual tagging: @thegoodbatch // @obiorbenkenobi // @amazinggraceling // @colorfulloverbatturkey and people who i think would be interested in this: @demigod-dragonrider-schoolidol // @spaghetti-666 // @doctorsteeb // @painkiller80 // @starflyer-104
***
Well. You were definitely not anticipating that.
Staring down at the test on the edge of the sink, you pull your bottom lip between your teeth as you read it. Then again. And again. This cannot be right.. you’d used protection. Almost-
Almost every time.
“Kriff.”
There might have been an issue where Kix had gotten drunk - you’d have to slap Jesse for that later - and had been rather handsy when you’d taken him home to bed. He’d wanted to grope everything that night.
As a woman who’d had far too much to drink herself for someone usually so composed, you’d gladly obliged. It had been far too long since you’d fallen into bed with your best friend. Too long since you’d let go of your composure.
How unfortunate it was that your best friend also happened to be the man you loved. Shame.
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Anonymous asked:
23 and 57 with the best clone boy kix? 👉🏽👈🏽
Thank you Anon! I apologize this took me so long to get to. I needed to at least attempt to get some writing done on one of my WIPs before my sister (and co-author) literally strangled me. Either way, I hope you like it!!! :))))
23 - wearing someone’s clothes
57 - secretly dating
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Behind the Bandages
You should have known your plan to get some work completed would end up thwarted by a certain medic. In hindsight, there was honestly no other conceivable outcome.
“(Y/N)? What are you doing here?” Mara, a civilian medic and a friend of yours, asked when you strode into the medbay. “Aren’t you off-duty?”
You shrugged. “Technically yes. But I have some inventory reports to finish and Maker knows I won’t get the time when I’m on shift.”
She laughed brightly. “You have a point. Have fun back there, but if you aren’t done in two hours I’m kicking you out so you can actually enjoy your break.”
“You know me too well. Thank you.” You squeezed her shoulder as you breezed past, heading deeper and deeper into the medbay until you were in the supply room.
The light flicked on when you entered, bathing the crowded shelves with a fluorescent light. With a sigh, you set down your datapad and slipped out of your jacket. You tossed it over a crate before heading over to another box, figuring you had to start somewhere.
You were halfway through cataloging the first box of bandages when the door slinked open behind you.
“Oh come on, Mara. It’s barely been ten minutes!” You groaned, tossing the bandages in your hand aside.
However, instead of a sarcastic remark, a pair of familiar arms snaked around your waist, pulling you back into plastoid armor. You had gasped in surprise, but melted at the touch. Your head fell back to thump softly against their chest.
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Anonymous asked:
You’ll do wonderful with anything you write! But to help jump start your writing (as I know very well), Angst 14 & Fluff 11!!! ❤️❤️ - @snippy-tano
Thank you so much @snippy-tano for the inspiration! Although... I got a little carried away so here you go! A whole fic for you!
Stitched Together
Kix x Reader
Warnings: Blood. Mentions of injury and the treatment of that injury. Mentions of death.
You can find the prompt list here.
“Can you shut up for once in your life?” and “I think I’m in love with you.”
You were running. The sun beating down on you as you ran through the camp toward the med tent.
The transmission had come in while you were on your break. You had just been about to settle down for your first sleep in days after it looked like the campaign had started to calm down when your communicator beeped. It was from Jesse.
Kix was injured. We are bringing him back to camp now.
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I Am Yours (And You Are Mine) | Kix
THERE’S NO GIFS FOR HIM EITHER?!?! WHY!!?
okay honestly i haven’t written anything for him yet and that is a disgrace, have some soft kix before i crush you with sad jesse - i worked hard on this, so i hope you enjoy it
tag: @icanbringyouincold // @thegoodbatch // @obiorbenkenobi // @amazinggraceling // @colorfulloverbatturkey // @thesparkinthefire // @kaikai1324 // @jellyfishpoptart // @lady-tano // @demigod-dragonrider-schoolidol // @spaghetti-666 // @dressed-up-heartbreak
kix + a kiss of passion // female!reader
oh also, for those of you who were looking for the mysterious clone that hair!dresser reader fell in love with in my haircut headcanons?
you found him
***
Kix hasn’t really known what it’s like to be in love. To have someone to come home to. To imagine anything other then what he is: a soldier, a medic, a healer. He doesn’t pay attention to simplicities. His eyes are constantly drowning in his reality - blood and bone and muscles and death - and that doesn’t grant him the luxury of being able to do anything else because he’s constantly dwelling over the well being of every brother who comes into his medbay.
So as each soul does when they’re weary, he goes looking for relief. For peace.
He finds that peace in the most unlikely place. A little hair salon on the corner opposite of Seventy-Nines. It’s quaint - barely big enough to hold a dozen chairs - with a welcome desk behind the front window that holds a dim light that illuminates the front of the salon in a amber glow.
It’s late at night the first time he ventures in. You could’ve sworn you locked the door before moving to the back room to attend to the financials but then your bell tings and annoyance floods your body.
“I said we’re cl-” You’re cut off mid-sentence by the shock of a clone trooper in your store, eyeing the walls and the haircare materials you often sell to the customers who can afford it. “Hello trooper. What can I do for you?”
You’ve read the Holonet. You’ve seen the videos. You know what the citizens of the Galactic Republic think about their soldiers. That they’re just test-subjects. Pawns. Tools.
You refuse to follow the crowd.
“I’m sorry to disturb you ma’am,” He says sheepishly. “I was just looking for-”
“Respite?” You ask.
He smiles, clearly embarrassed that you were able to pinpoint it so quickly. It’s a smile that sends warmth flooding through your body and curling your toes. You’d be lying if you said he wasn’t nice to look at.. to admire. “Yes.” Amber eyes meet yours through the shadows as he rolls his shoulders in the armor that weighs him down. “My name is Kix.”
He’s wearing the medic insignia on his shoulder.
“It’s nice to meet you, Kix.” You greet softly. “You can call me Star.”
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Ner Ad’ika | Kix
So this fic might be multiple parts and will feature a baby I magically created through an ask over at @clonesandmoans (her name is aleah) and I’m gonna make her the child to Kix and Starlight.
female!reader
i know @icanbringyouincold wanted to be tagged, so i’ll just do my usual tagging: @thegoodbatch // @obiorbenkenobi // @amazinggraceling // @colorfulloverbatturkey and people who i think would be interested in this: @demigod-dragonrider-schoolidol // @spaghetti-666 // @doctorsteeb // @painkiller80 // @starflyer-104
***
Well. You were definitely not anticipating that.
Staring down at the test on the edge of the sink, you pull your bottom lip between your teeth as you read it. Then again. And again. This cannot be right.. you’d used protection. Almost-
Almost every time.
“Kriff.”
There might have been an issue where Kix had gotten drunk - you’d have to slap Jesse for that later - and had been rather handsy when you’d taken him home to bed. He’d wanted to grope everything that night.
As a woman who’d had far too much to drink herself for someone usually so composed, you’d gladly obliged. It had been far too long since you’d fallen into bed with your best friend. Too long since you’d let go of your composure.
How unfortunate it was that your best friend also happened to be the man you loved. Shame.