...and Ordo being also repressed so punching me is helping both 🥲 in an very unhealthy way.

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Tagging the vod'ike (Let me know if you want to be tagged and on what type of content!)

Sketch for a friend I thought I’d pop here. Ordo/Fi

Ordo gets to wear a real skirt for once

I knew how to get him into his misery, but I'm not so sure about how to get him out of it??

So far I came up with these:

Relationship:

RC-8015 | Fi Skirata/Null-11 | Ordo Skirata (mentioned) But really, this is just about the Nulls being bros and having fun

Rating / Tags:

General Audiences / Brothers, Clones, Clone Troopers as Brothers (Star Wars), Clone Troopers Speak Mando'a (Star Wars), Clone Trooper Shenanigans (Star Wars), Gossip and rumors, just a fun lil something with the Nulls

Summary:

By now, half the GAR knows, but of course the Nulls stick to Ordo.

There was a rumor circulating in the barracks and it rapidly gained adherents. The Nulls and Omega could only do so much to stop it spreading.

"I swear I've seen them with my own two eyes," one of the cadets told his squad over lunch in a hushed voice. "RC-8015 kneeling in front of that weird Null-Captain. And he sure as kerk wasn't adjusting a codpiece."

"You want to repeat that, shiny?"

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Relationship:

Fi / Ordo (RC-8015 | Fi Skirata/Null-11 | Ordo Skirata)

Rating / Tags:

Mature / Making Out; Idiots in Love; Secret Relationship; Sex Education; Kal'buir is getting too old for this shit; Just some fun awkwardness; no beta we die like droids

Summary:

Skirata is the first one who finds out about Fi and Ordo's fresh relationship. They rather he hadn't. The first in a series of drabbles about these two idiots.

The door opened and both of them jumped up, scattering, staring at him like Porgs in a speeder's headlights.

At least they are still in their undersuits.

"Ordo," Skirata said slowly. "Fi."

Fi found his voice first; a split second later, Ordo joined in. "Hello, Sergeant."

Skirata shifted his weight to his good leg.

He somehow expected an excuse like it's not what it looks like, but it seemed neither of them wanted to lie to their Kal'buir, so they just awkwardly stood there in silence, awaiting punishment.

And then I spent the next 20 minutes literally laughing my ass off, not being able to form a single coherent sentence, because HAVE YOU EVER TRIED TO EXPLAIN THE PLOT OF A PWP-SMUT FIC TO SOMEONE IN ALL SERIOUSNESS.

You're forced to face the fact that the entire setup is so friggin ridiculous and stupid and filthy and avoidable and just asdfghjkl OH GOD I was wheezing

Like, fuck, I am laughing again while I'm writing this. And man, this fic is serious and kinda angsty, but--- not gonna lie, THE PREMISE IS JUST SO DAMN DUMB

Anyway, today she wrote me this:

And, oh man, I just wanna say:

1.) You're amazing! I'm so glad to have you as a friend and that I can talk to you about everything. Thank you for making me laugh.

Relationship:

Fi / Ordo, Fi / female OC

Rating / Tags:

Mature / Consensual Sex, Drunk Sex, (he's still clear in the head he just needs the alc for a bit of extra bravery), Flirting, Bisexuality, Penis In Vagina Sex, Watching, Masturbation, idek man I am running out of tag ideas, The best part about this fic is: NO DRAMA FOR ONCE, Ordo's there too, and he is very gay

Summary:

Did I mention Fi's bisexual?

He was the right kind of drunk, still witty but loose. The music was great, they had the evening off. And somewhere out of sight Ordo elbowed himself through the crowd, with the mission to dissolve the brawl between a bunch of clones that had erupted on the dance floor. Fi was left unsupervised and he enjoyed every minute. On the bar stool next to him was this beautiful woman shamelessly flirting with him. Of course Fi was flirting back, because... why wouldn't he?

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