Quick Fics

General Grievous x Reader

Not much romance here, just a quick Grievous Fic.

Idk about warnings here - death and swearing

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After having his remaining organs blown up by General Kenobi, Grievous was certainly disappointed in himself for failing miserably and almost relieved that his weak organs will be replaced with mechanical substitutes. This new upgrade will stop his chronic coughing and remove the organic eyesores from his metal body designed for nothing but slaughtering. He was in surgery for what seemed like days but they managed to stabilize him and fix the blast and fire damage. Little did The cyborg know that when he'd be back in working condition the Separatists would no longer need or care for his assistance. He was lucky to have even been saved and fixed before higher ups gave the order to strip him of his rank and kick him out at least they didn't scrape him for his valuable robotic parts. 

"Hey, junk general! Yeah you, how much for a leg?" Grievous ferociously throws a table from his path whilst marching across the dirty space bar. A nasty junk collector dare speak to him with such a tone?! He was not in the mood to put up with this. He pushes other bar patrons out of his path and bumps into several others. Reaching the rube our ex-general stands before him at his full intimidating height. "What was that scum? I wouldn't hesitate in ripping you apart limb from limb. However, I'm feeling particularly generous right now. Beg for forgiveness and you may live." The alien is not phased by his threat. "You still haven't given me a price for one of them metal legs." He sasses back. "You pathetic worm!" The cyborg is beyond enraged at this. Using one of his massive mechanical hands he takes hold of their neck and throws them into a wall. 

The scavenger weakly gets up struggling to breath. Grievous slowly approaches, the whole bars attention on them now. "I-I'm sorry sir. P-p-please don't kill me I'll give you anything!" He continues approaching. "(Y/N) get over here!" They direct their attention from the general for a call someone. "Please general, I'll give you my human slave free! Just let me live sir!" He stops I front of the groveling alien. "What's stoping me from just killing you and stealing your slave?" The scum is speechless. "You should have thought before insulting Me." The feared general pulls out a light saber and activates it forcing the searing blade into their abdomen. They scream in fear followed by pain before loosing their voice and dying.

He returns his weapon to the dark cloak hiding his form before turning his attention to the approaching footsteps. Out of a dark doorway a human in ruined clothes approaches. They move to the dead alien and search his person pulling keys from one of his pockets. Unlocking the pair of electronic cuffs around their wrists. After removing their restraints they look up at Grievous. "Did you kill him?" They ask curious who their keepers killer is. "I did." He assures them stepping closer. They are but a foot away from each other gazing into each other's eyes. "Guess I'm yours now huh?" They smile at him. He is confused by this but answers with confidence. "Yes. Now let's go before I kill anyone else." During that silent moment of interlocking eyes they had made an unspoken agreement, Grievous would lead and protect them while (Y/N) would serve and respect him. 

Months pass by, Grievous and his companion grew onto each other. Grievous appreciated their loyalty and respect for him while (Y/N) enjoyed having a master that wasn't constantly molesting them and treated them like a person. Eventually (Y/N)'s enjoyment of Grievous turned into a slight crush on the cyborg. But they still couldn't tell what Grievous thought of them, he was a hard book to read hardly ever talking and having close to no face. But those magnificent golden eyes did give away that he did not hate them gaze softening whenever directed towards (Y/N). Maybe something could bloom between them, with time.