
Techie and Matt
They need to be protected at all cost!!!
Matt: @madeofplasma / Techie: @red-emperor
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Techie and Matt
They need to be protected at all cost!!!
Matt: @madeofplasma / Techie: @red-emperor
More Techienician pictures here

Where I Was Put to Rest
Title by @techiehux
(I saw this once and thought it would make for a good song title)
(soft piano)
Many a time has come and gone
Where this feeling stirs about in my breast
It’s the fond memory of my home sweet home
Where I was put to rest
How I long to come back and rest my head
In a place where I know I belong
To lay for a while in my bed
And hear the nightingale’s song
If only there was a way
For me to get back home
If only if was nearby
And then I wouldn’t have to roam
Then like a nightingale
Returning to her nest
I’ll come back to where I was put to rest
(Some strings, flute solo)
The memories won’t fade, with me they will remain
And as the years go by, I’ll never feel the same
The seasons come and go
The cycle never ends
Eventually we’ll lose our family and friends
All the joy and all the tears were only for the best
So when I roam
I’ll come home
To where I was put to rest
(No lie, I almost cried a little while writing this)
Reblog this if you’re an LGBT+ mun.
“I, um, just wanted some c-copper wires,” Techie admits, fidgeting with the hem of his shirt. “There are these t-tiny figures I like to make with them, b-but I left all of my wire friends behind at Peach Trees.” This is such an embarrassing thing to say! Techie convinces himself that he isn’t a child to be needing his toys, like MaMa used to say before she’d crush them under her heel.
“Oh,” Hux said, looking a little uncomfortable. “I apologize. I didn’t think… I just wanted to get you out of there so badly, I didn’t think of taking the time to let you gather your things. Of course you can have all of the wire you want. Is there anything else I could replace for you?”
“That’s all, really. You’ve d-done more than enough,” Techie mumbles, shy once again. “Going b-back for my stuff was a shitty idea anyway! We’d get our h-heads blown off.”
Techie follows Hux to the door and stands by it, waiting to say goodbye to his brother and have some time to relax by himself. It’s been an eventful few weeks, that’s for sure! But he’s excited to meet everyone else formally, to get assigned his own job, and to meet with Hux as frequently as possible. There’s much catching up to do, years and years worth of it.
Kylo Ren, in full uniform, mask and hood on, knocked on the door to General Hux’s brother’s room. It was still shocking that Hux had a brother whom he wanted to help. But he was willing to give it a try.
Disheveled and lacking sleep, Techie slunk out of bed and staggered over to the door, typing in the unlock code and watching it whoosh open with glassy, red-rimmed eyes. He hadn’t slept in close to five cycles now, and at any moment he was liable to be knocked over by a stray breeze of recycled air.
When he sees who it is at the door, Techie freezes.
Kylo stared at the man, frozen as well for a moment. The man did not look well, and something inside of him made him feel… Bad for the boy.
“General Hux expressed a wish for us to become acquainted,” he finally said. “Is it a bad time?”
“Ah, n-no,” he replies, unfocused gaze drifting around a spot somewhere behind Ren. “You can…come inside.” Techie shifts to press himself against the doorway, a rather nonsensical way of letting him pass.
Mitaka whimpers softly and looks up at the man. He didn’t look very frightening compared to his last master. He was afraid of most people after him though. Mitaka nods quickly and closes his eyes tightly, expecting to get hit.
“Me n-neither… I don’t usually- uh, ever s-sleep with the people I free.” This had been his first time with anyone. “So, uh…c-congrats! You’re my first.”
Mitaka bites his lip as his eyes begin to water slightly. “A-are you m-mad at me? I-I’m usually n-not like this..n-not even in heat..y-you’re special somehow..” he whispers softly drawing small circles in his chest.
“How could I be m-mad? You’re perfect, Dopheld.” He means every word of it.
Techie’s knot starts to subside and he carefully pulls out, mindful not to hurt his unplanned lover. “I d-did okay, right? I’m a good alpha?” The thought that maybe he screwed up somewhere makes him want to throw up.
Mitaka smiles and nods, gasping softly and clings to him. “You were great dear…” He murmurs and kisses him heatedly. “Best heat I’ve had.” He purrs softly
A quiet sigh of relief is the only sound he makes after their kiss, and Techie closes his eyes, at peace. He’s on the verge of drifting away when suddenly his blood pressure spikes and he sits up.
“Shit! W-we can’t stay here, I forgot!” He hurries to pull his pants on and hops to the front of the ship as he wiggles into the left pant leg. “Dopheld, f-find a seat and strap in. The l-longer we’re here, the more chance I’ll get caught.”

Some more Techienician!
Inspired by this fanart from @professorasshole
Matt the Radar Technician: @madeofplasma
Clan Techie: @red-emperor / @cerseidm