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for-the-sake-of-color · 3 months

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Scenes from my second set of time travel chapters in which the 857 year old sith lord Nihlus Brek gets swapped with his younger selves by a malfunctioning 'immortality' artifact on several occasions, these are from the first chapter of this arc, otherwise known as the De-Aged trope Arc or:

Jet is Doing his Best

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Jet doesnt actually have any childrens books so he... reads the kid regulation manuals for bedtime stories, which has the consequence of the little mind reader tattling on ever minor infraction he see's, much to Jet's delight and the chagrin of every other trooper

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"please take me home, I want to go home, I want my moms I want to go home please take me home-" "shhhh I know little brother, I know, focus on me kiddo c'mon it'll be okay, shhhh, shh it'll be okay" or uncontrolled telepathy surrounded by thousands and mixed with homesickness is a helluva combo, because like, how do you explain that they dont know if theyll even be able to get him home? how do you explain why everything is so loud all the time and why there's only one thing to eat and why his moms arent here? How do you explain any of that to your best friend who is suddenly now the human equivalent of 7?

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Lieutenant Margo's off camera like "the captain just got the kid to sleep if you bother him I am going to beat you to death with whatever datapad you want him to sign" It tears at Jets heart that the only spares they had for the kid to wear were Cadet fatigues. He was just a little boy, not a soldier, but if Jet thought too hard about it, he would have to examine his own childhood, and he has bigger worries, like distracting little Nihlus long enough he could fall asleep.

Flat Linework, because Why Not?

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evesartblog · 6 months

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Slowly but surely 🥲

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mrs2224 · 30 days

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My Togruta Bounty Hunter OC Keradak! and My Clone Captain OC Captain Whiskey!!

Hehehe Enjoy

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flashthescalesian-art · 3 months

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Silence (a.k.a Jax has rejection sensitive dysphoria)

Jax has ADHD, and I also have ADHD, so of course I had to dump my RSD issues onto Jax too because traumatizing my OCs is how I cope when something is bothering me. I’m not gonna go into detail about my personal issues (I’m okay, just struggle-bussing it through life), but sometimes no matter what anyone says, RSD still manages to convince you that you did something wrong when someone stops talking to you. (Bob belongs to @thehannalyzer, btw, he’s not mine. (Also, I’m not trying to make any commander mentioned out to be a “bad guy” or “mean”, just so we’re clear on that. This is from Jax’s RSD-clouded POV, I’m not bashing anyone else mentioned))

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“Something’s bugging you,” Blazer said in lieu of a greeting when he walked into Jax’s office and leaned on the desk with both arms, one hand supporting his chin as he stared at Jax.

Jax avoided eye contact and tried to pretend he was busy working. Go away.

“Hey, genius, you and I both know you hate paperwork, so there’s no way you’re so focused that you didn’t hear me.” Blazer grabbed Jax’s datapad and pulled it out of his hands before setting it facedown just out of Jax’s reach. “You gonna talk to me or do I need to make you talk?”

Jax glared up at Blazer. He looked genuinely worried, if annoyed, and Jax instantly felt guilty. What am I doing? Why am I pushing him away when he’s not even someone I’m mad at? Sighing, Jax rubbed a hand down his face, trying to stay composed enough to explain what was going on in his head. “The others are barely speaking to me. Or, it feels that way, anyway.” He shrugged. “I dunno if I’m just overreacting or if they’re actually ignoring me.”

Blazer frowned sympathetically as he absently rubbed the scar on his chin with one finger. “Okay. Are they just busy? It’s not like things have been quiet for anyone lately.”

Jax shrugged again, a lump forming in his throat. Force-dammit. Can’t talk about osik without crying. No wonder the others see me as a baby still. “I don’t know. A couple of them said they’re busy, but others… I haven’t heard from a few of them in weeks.” His eyes stung, so he scrubbed at them with one hand. He felt Blazer’s hand rest on top of the hand that still held his stylus for his datapad.

“Who haven’t you heard from?” Blazer’s voice was gentle, so gentle.

Jax couldn’t look at him. “F-Fox. And Bob. And— and Bacara and Neyo.”

“Well, you told me that Thorn’s been worried about Fox too, so I doubt he’s ignoring only you if his twin is worried about him. Plus you mentioned that Thire sounded worried.”

“Was that supposed to be reassuring?” Jax asked bitterly.

Blazer gave a soft sigh. “Yes and no. It’s not a good thing that Fox seems to be ignoring Thorn and Thire too, but it does mean that it’s probably nothing to do with you, if that’s what you’re upset about.”

“That doesn’t make me feel better,” Jax mumbled, still barely holding himself together. “Even if Fox isn’t mad at me, that doesn’t explain everyone else.”

Blazer squeezed Jax’s hand. “It is possible that Bob is avoiding talking to you since that fight you two had. It might be good if you don’t talk to him for a while anyway.”

Jax instantly felt guilt wash over him like a wave, so he buried his face in his arms on the desk, pulling away from Blazer. “I don’t wanna talk about that. He hates me, and I don’t even know what I did wrong.” Sure, Bob had sent multiple apologies after the fight, but that was nearly a month ago at this point. Jax hadn’t really responded since he wasn’t sure he believed Bob, and after a month of silence, it felt even harder to believe that Bob didn’t hate him.

“So what if he hates you?” Blazer’s voice took on a fierce tone that seemed to color his words any time Jax mentioned that he thought Bob— or any of his brothers, really —hated him. “You don’t need his approval or attention. Same goes for Neyo and Bacara. If they don’t wanna talk to you, that’s their issue, not yours. You didn’t do anything to them.”

Jax simply wanted to melt into the floor. He knew Blazer meant well, and some angry part of him agreed with Blazer, but he couldn’t shake the little cadet voice wondering why his older brothers didn’t seem to want to talk to him, or why he always felt like they looked down on him. Just the thought of never speaking to any of his older brothers again made that little voice cry out in agony. “But I don’t want to lose contact with them,” Jax whimpered into his arms.

“If they’re not gonna put in the effort, why should you?” Blazer asked, his raspy voice nearly a growl now.

Jax felt tears escape, so he pressed his face harder into his arms. “Because I love them,” he whimpered, feeling pathetic.

He heard the soft thunk of Blazer’s vambraces on the desk, then footsteps that stopped at his side. A hand rested on his shoulder. “You don’t owe them anything. If they don’t want to talk to you, that’s their choice. Don’t let them drag you down. If they don’t think you’re worth the effort, then it’s not a relationship worth stressing over.” Blazer’s voice was much softer now.

Jax tried to take a breath, but it came out as more of a sob. “But what did I do wrong?” It didn’t make sense that his older brothers would just stop talking to him, so he had to have done something to make them want to stop talking to him. Right?

Blazer grabbed Jax with both hands and carefully guided him out of his chair and onto the floor before pulling him into a tight hug. Jax didn’t have the energy to resist, so he simply buried his face in Blazer’s shoulder. “If you can’t think of anything you did wrong, you probably didn’t do anything wrong. Sometimes it’s not your fault when people don’t want to talk to you anymore.”

“It still feels like it’s my fault,” Jax choked out, clinging to Blazer.

Blazer simply held him tighter. “I know. I’m sorry.”

Jax could only cry harder.

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matchademi · 9 months

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Rex:So, what do you guys do for fun around here?

Keeli:we usually throw stuff at Howzer

Rec:Who's Howzer??

Lix:HOWZER *throws a piece of armor at him*

Howzer:KARK YOU

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the-baddest-of-batches · 4 months

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This is not finished, just me playing in Procreate with Suru, another clone OC of mine who lost his leg and eyes during the clone wars. He's a bit prematurely grey, but you can blame his 2 kids for that.

Proud buir of the little clan Kad'la 💕

#mandalorian clone #clone trooper oc #star wars #clone captain oc #111th #mad dog company #mandalorian culture #my art #art blog

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clonesuperiority · 1 month

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Have a Ventress doodle while I'm working on more clone content 👀

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papanowo · 2 years

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sometimes when the 501st/212th have downtime they turn down the artifical gravity on the ship for funsies. yes this is canon actually mr filoni told me himself

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omaano · 4 months

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"Do you think we can keep it?"

Illustration for The Art of Losing (Is Hard to Master) by the amazing @insertmeaningfulusername

Summary: On a mission into Separatist space, Rex loses his entire squad except for one - and gains a friend who leads him through the labyrinth of grief to a brighter day.

I'm so happy to finally introduce this poor doomed squad to you: from left to rigth that's Rain, Amber, Rex (obviously), Bug, Whiplash and Clear. And you'll just have to read the fic to learn the name of the curious fluffball who's trying to befriend them ;)

With @xylionet as our wonderful beta for the story (and who also tirelessly cheered us on) we made up Team 16 for the @clonebang! I loved working with them so much! <3

ID and some closeups under the cut ->

[ID: A picture of 6 clone troopers resting. The landscape is snowy. Rain is standing furthest to the left. Their helmet is held in their hand. They are scowling at Rex. Next to them is Amber, standing with her back turned to Rain. Rex is crouched in the foreground, hand on one knee, as he offers his mug to a fox like creature with 4 eyes, 6 legs and 2 tails. Behind Rex to the right Bug is slightly bent over, mug in hand, grinning, other hand resting on his thigh. Off to the right side of the picture are Whiplash and Clear. Whiplash is standing, head turned to Rex but face obscured by his helmet. Clear is sitting, helmet balanced on one knee and mug in his hand. He is watching Rex, too. /End ID]

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