#dogcase

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Dogma didn’t know how he got here, but he wasn’t sure he wanted to leave, exactly.

Hardcase was laughing, the sound bright and careless and Dogma vaguely wished he could be half as fearless.

“C’mon, G!”

Hardcase gave everyone a nickname, but also knew that Dogma hated any sort of shortening of his name. Hated any nickname in general really, because most poked fun at his his personality or how he liked regs.

So Hardcase had randomly asked what his favorite letter of his name was, weeks after Dogma had refused every cutesy name he tried to give him.

Dogma went with it, having long grown used to Hardcase’s random phrases and strange jumps in thoughts, and now it was his nickname.

He laughed, quieter than Hardcase, and grabbed his flailing hand, letting the heavy gunner pull him along.

He loved Hardcase. More than he hated nicknames.

Corrie Guard Dogma hell yes! Hope you enjoy darling ❤️

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Their breakup was messy. Dogma knew it was most likely his fault, he was always mad at Hardcase especially when Hardcase was so determined to go on that kriffing suicide mission that Fives and Jesse wanted him to go on. It had ended badly, badly enough that Dogma said enough is enough and Hardcase agreed. Then he left and when they came back with him missing, he couldn’t breathe.

The guilt that was inside him was too much and when he saw that Rex couldn’t take that shot Dogma did. It wasn’t like they would miss him with Hardcase gone.

But he wasn’t decommissioned like he expected, he wasn’t expecting Fox to save him and that’s how he found himself in the guard.

It was odd to be in red instead of torrent blue but he found that he loved it. The guard was his home, he fit in, he excelled in his abilities there. His mental and physical health was so much better and he was more comfortable in his skin and he knew Hardcase would have been proud.

What he wasn’t expecting was for Hardcase to get in his face, very much alive.

“Case?”

“I thought you were dead Dogma! But god you’re here alive,” Hardcase exclaimed, getting choked up and Dogma took a step back because this wasn’t real. Hardcase died, there was no way he was alive.

“You’re alive?”

“Yeah Dogma, I’m alive,” Hardcase whispered and they both just stood there, staring at each other. They both thought the other was dead, never to be seen again and to have them meet each other again on the streets of Coruscant where it was busy with activity around them.

“Here follow me, I know a place where we can talk with more privacy,” Dogma managed out and Hardcase nodded quickly as they made their way through the streets, weaving through the people before they arrived at the safehouse that Dogma had in mind.

“How the kriff are you alive!?” Dogma immediately asked and Hardcase just pulled him into his arms, receiving a yelp from him, “Case!”

“I am so sorry Dogma, so sorry. You were right, I shouldn’t have gone because I did almost die. They didn’t know I was alive until they finally got my signal. When I came back and heard about you I…. I shouldn’t have said what I said to you. I love you so much and it killed me, I thought you were dead,” Hardcase cried and Dogma couldn’t help but to join him as a tear ran down his cheek as he sniffled.

That conversation ran through his head so many times, so many nightmares and Fox soothing him from his nightmares. Fox was the only one who knew about the argument in the guard, the only one he trusted.

“I love you too,” Dogma sobbed as they held each other, clinging onto each other tightly as if the other would disappear if they let go.

“Close your eyes,” Hardcase instructs quietly and boops Dogma’s nose. 

“Absolutely not,” the younger trooper scoffs, though he doesn’t move from the spot in the bunk he’s sharing with Hardcase. 

“Come on, pleeeeeaaassssse? It’s a surprise!” Hardcase pleads, and Dogma rolls his eyes. There might have been some amount of affection there, but he isn’t going to tell Hardcase that. 

“Fine,” he relents and shuts them. He doesn’t like surprises, so he’s already on edge, but suddenly the bed is moving, and he can feel Hardcase’s breath on his lips before they connect in a soft, chaste kiss. 

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@blazesurrender, @mysticperfectionbird, @clonedefencesquad, @chaoticblueblog, @maulusque, @mackstrut, @alienoresimagines, @mrdickgrayson, @galaxymysteryelephant, @sirena-melodie

Another one done whoop whoop! Thank you so much to @so-its-treason-then for helping me out with this one!

Also there is a sprinkle of Fox/Thorn because we couldn't help ourselves XD I hope you enjoy!

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Dogma never thought he would be here. The 501st was a great battalion...even if he didn’t really fit in. He still performs his duty like he should, he is a soldier, this is what they were made for.

But this is different, he was in a place he never thought he would be. He was in a relationship with Hardcase of all people but he was so thankful. Hardcase was so careful with him, so gentle and he never pushed.

He loved him, it shocked him the moment the realization hit him, scared him even...but he didn’t run from it. He wanted to pay him back, to do something for Hardcase.

He wanted to show him that he cared. So he made a plan, he just had to wait for the right time to execute it. Thankfully, the barracks were empty and Hardcase seemed content to cuddle with him. He removed his head from under Hardcase’s chin and looked up,

“Case?”

“What’s up?” Hardcase asked in a whisper, keeping the quiet, relaxed atmosphere they had. Dogma was almost sorry for ruining it.

“You still want to go learn the guard flips and jumps they do?”

Dogma smiled as he felt Hardcase stiffen underneath him, his voice quiet but he could hear the excited undertone that was hiding there, “Really?”

“Yes, you want to go?”

“Now?” Hardcase asked and Dogma knew that if he could he would be vibrating now with how excited he was.

“Yeah, now.”

“Yes! I want to go,” Hardcase said as he sat up quickly, holding Dogma close as he slid into his lap with a surprised yelp, “I thought you didn't want to?”

Dogma sighed deeply as his hands stayed wrapped around his lover’s neck, still recovering from Hardcase’s burst of excitement, “I want to do it for you. You have done so much for me, Case, I want to do this for you.”

He was expecting his boyfriend to say something but instead he was surprised with a kiss. Dogma couldn’t complain about it anymore, he has grown to love his kisses. “Thank you.”

“Of course.” Dogma whispered as he pulled him close.

Ten minutes and a few comm calls later had Dogma standing on a roof besides a giddy Hardcase with Fox and Thorn in front of them.

“It’s pretty simple really, you just need to know how to balance well.” Thorn casually told them as he shrugged.

“When you go to do a flip you need to use your whole body, especially if you are going forward. You don’t have a lot of momentum if you are not running, if you are, you need to be prepared to propel your body forward so you can land on your feet.” Fox said as he shoved Thorn to the side.

“Don’t listen to this di’kut here anyway. Commander Thorn needs to understand that other people don’t get it as easily as the guard does.” Fox continued as Thorn rolled his eyes behind him.

Dogma smiled as he watched the two of them bicker like they always do, wondering what lovely information he would gain today.

Dogma had met Commander Fox a few months ago when a trip to the 79’s went wrong. Hardcase had managed to convince him to tag along with them and of course, once they got drunk, the usual ruckus happened. It quickly found them locked up and Fox glaring at them as he commed Rex to come get his troopers.

In the end Dogma had a lovely conversation with the Commander, finding out that they had quite a few similarities- ranging from moronic Z-6 wielding boyfriends to a very specific flavor of caff; leading them to have exchanged comms and kept in contact. Fox possesses more than one brain cell, Dogma liked that in a friend and he was happy to teach Dogma whatever if he asked for it. He wasn’t sure how to feel when Fox had told him that he could see himself in Dogma, but he took it as a win.

Hardcase seemed surprised when Dogma just strolled into Commander Fox’s office and grabbed his mug, taking a sip and asked if they could learn to do roof jumping. He was even more surprised with how readily Fox agreed to help them out, not even bothering to reprimand Dogma about the fitched caff, just grabbing it from his fingers and leading them out; Thorn had declared himself to be tagging along since he was “bored”.

“How are we going to do this Fox?” Thorn asked behind him and Dogma smiled as Fox whipped around to face him.

“Well first of all, you be quiet, secondly, we will practice a flip before I just push you off the building and fend for yourselves.”

“Wait, push us off?” Hardcase asked and Dogma laughed.

“Fox claims it teaches us faster if we just do it.” Dogma answered his question while Fox gave him a wink.

“Exactly. So, you still want to learn?”

“I-” Hardcase hesitated and Dogma just leaned towards him.

“I did say I was doing this for you,” He whispered sweetly to him and Hardcase sighed loudly.

“Alright, let’s do it.”

Finally doing something for my 200 follower milestone! So below is a list of things I will write (some you will have to clarify what you want) and I will write pretty much any ship.

Each will be about 300-500 words long.

Here's the list:

Proposal

Marriage

Angst (give me some idea of what you want)

Post/Pre breakup

Breakup (the actual scene)

Getting back together

Canon

AU (specify which au)

Parents

Fake dating

Confessions

A/B/O

Sharing a bed

Misunderstandings

Fantasy (Werewolves, mermaids, vampires, etc)

Soulmates

Major Character Death

Childhood friends (canon or au)

Smut

Gen (non shippy)

Fluff

Argument

Things I won't write

- cheating

- sexual abuse/assualt

- anything that involves domestic abuse

The sound of a series of explosions followed by maniacal laughter sets the hairs on the back of Dogma’s neck on end as Hardcase nearly smashes into him as he tries to make his grand escape from Rex’s inevitable wrath. 

“What did you do?!” Dogma hisses and shakes Hardcase by the shoulders. It doesn’t phase him though, because he just keeps laughing, and that only makes Dogma more nervous. 

“Let’s just say you’re gonna want to run, too,” he manages between breaths, and he grabs Dogma’s hand as he takes off running again. 

Another one done whew! Thank you Blaze for editing this like always ♥️ I owe you so much honestly.

Hope you all enjoy though! I love these two so much

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Hardcase understood why his vode couldn’t wrap their heads around his relationship with Dogma. He understood that they thought it was weird, and how could someone like him love someone like Dogma.

But they didn’t know Dogma. They didn’t know his funny quirks or that privately he was the sweetest person you could meet. Dogma just didn’t take any bullshit from anyone, and has built walls to protect himself because of the bullying he received when he was a cadet.

What they didn’t know was for him to know. He wasn’t about to go tell them how beautiful Dogma looked when he first woke up, how adorable he was when he was sleepy, how attractive he was when he was giving someone shit. Maybe Hardcase was biased but no one could ever change his mind.

Even as they laid down in his bunk with Dogma’s back pressed against his chest. Hardcase leaned down and nuzzled his nose behind his ear, he couldn’t help but to breathe him in.

“Stop smelling my hair di’kut.” Dogma muttered as he squirmed a bit, settling once more as he got comfortable.

“Can’t, you smell too good.” He smiled as he heard his lover snicker at that. Yes, Dogma had a tough exterior but he really was soft and loved these moments. Hardcase could always tell with how his eyes shined and the way his body would melt into his, he has quickly learned to read his body language because Dogma would never say what he needed. It was something they were working on, it's been a long process, but Dogma has already come such a long way in improvement.

“You are so weird Case.”

“But you love me.”

“Yeah, I do.” Dogma admitted easily and Hardcase couldn’t help but smile as he tightened his arms around him, leaning down to gently kiss Dogma's neck. He knew that Dogma was probably blushing, more than embarrassed for saying that out loud, but Hardcase was so damn proud of him for saying it, especially since it was one of the biggest hurdles they were working on.

“Hey Dogma?”

He felt Dogma squirm a bit more in his hold before he looked up at him. “Yes?” He was so adorable with his cheeks flushed, how could Hardcase not love him?

“I hope you know that I am your number one fan.”

“Okay no,” Dogma stated as he moved to get up, “I can’t, no more. That’s enough from you.” Hardcase whined as he watched him stand up. “We’ve got stuff to do, ‘Case, let’s go.”