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alexversenaberrie · 7 months
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Haunted Christophsis
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clonemando · 7 months
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Haunted Clone Week
Written for the Day 1 prompt: Dark between the Stars
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AO3 version here
Ponds is left abandoned in space after he is shot but that doesn't mean he's dead.
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Ponds wasn’t dead. He should have been seeing as he had been shot in his head and then spaced. But somehow he wasn’t dead. The pain had been intense but then the cold had numbed it until it faded away. The burning of lungs without oxygen had done the same. He knew, logically, that without a pressurized suit he should have imploded or something but instead he just… drifted. Between specs of light he knew were lightyears away. He only felt cold and numb and… empty. 
He had so much he had wanted to do still. He had a letter in his bunk that was unaddressed that still needed to be left on a certain other Commander’s desk. He had a little blue and white stuffed tooka doll that had carefully sewn jaig eyes on its forehead he had wanted to give to Rex. He had a tin of specialty caff he had forgotten to tell his General about that was supposedly both tasty and good for helping headaches. So much was left behind and all he could do was think about how now he’ll never get the chance. 
It could have been minutes or days or years as Ponds drifted through space with his path fueled only by the momentum caused by being forcefully ejected from the ship and the gravitational pull of the nearest stars. He wondered if this was what death was. Was it your consciousness existing in your body even when all life in it was gone? Would he be trapped like this for the millions of years it took for his body to eventually get dragged into a star until he burnt away? Would he keep existing even then? Were stars filled with the souls of all they had devoured all watching without any way to cry out or be seen? 
Another lifetime or just a few more minutes passed. The darkness around him seemed to cradle him like he was in some sort of dark water. It reminded him of being in a bacta tank and then it dug deeper and brought back memories he didn’t know he had of being in a tube floating in a warm thick fluid. It made him think of the first time he swam in one of the many irrigation channels on Kamino that caught rain water and funneled it into basins where the water could be purified into something drinkable for humanoid species. He had always loved the water. Cody had suggested they call him fish or frog but it had been Fox that came up with the name he kept. Ponds. It had been a joke. Something about how he was always calm when the rest of them weren’t and his love of water and something about mud had been brought up but he had liked it. He wanted to be a place his brothers felt at peace and safe. He liked the idea of being a little messy but full of life and surprises. Not as mucky as a swamp, not as grand as a lake. Just a little pond. 
He missed his family. He missed Wolffe’s gruff love and Cody’s warm hugs and Fox’s sharp wit. He missed Bly running his fingers through his hair when he would rest his head on his brother’s thigh while Bly was working on a training module. How long has it been? Did they remember him? Did they cry over him dying? Bly definitely would have cried. Wolffe likely would have needed to punch something until all the feelings went away. Bly didn’t know how Cody would have reacted to the news. At this point so many of them had died, was Cody already numb to losing their brothers? Fox probably was. He had already told them how hard it was on triple zero and how fast they went through troops because the senators wanted them decommissioned any time they messed up. They all supported him the best they could but it was hard being so far away. 
The darkness was growing. Ponds had been staring at the same little speck of light now for ages and it was getting dimmer. There was nothing else to do by this point. He had given up on trying to figure out why he was aware and he had gotten bored of hypotheticals on how his brothers were reacting to things. He had been trying to figure out where he was based on what he could see and what he had known about where they had been headed. He was pretty sure the light he was looking at was near Coruscant or in that same direction… maybe. It was hard to tell. He really was just in empty space. No planets close enough to make out. No stars close enough to be more than a distant dot. He started doing calculations on how long it would take for light from Coruscant to reach where he thought he might be on a galactic map and then subtracting that from the timeline he knew from galactic history to try to figure out when the light he was seeing might have been from. 
Cody had always said he was a nerd. He liked math and equations and filling out data forms. He liked puzzles that could be solved and hard facts that added up nicely. He was proud of his scores in astrophysics. If his numbers were right then he was looking at Coruscant back before the cities were even first built. It would still have oceans at this point. If he could zoom in his eyes to see it in detail instead of just a white flickering dot, he might even be able to see land there. He remembered learning that the Taung had lived there first… those who would create the Mandalorians… would they still have been the primary species? It might have been from even before them. 
A ship suddenly stopped near Ponds from hyperspace and he felt a tractor beam start tugging his body toward a cargo hatch. His mind had stopped processing things ages ago so he couldn’t remember if he knew this ship or not. It felt familiar.
“I have retrieved the body. The boy didn’t lie about the coordinates. It’s covered in… some sort of inky stuff but I’ll clean it before we arrive back at the temple so it can receive a proper funeral.” A familiar voice said as Ponds’ body was dumped on the floor of the hold. Ponds felt the pain returning and groaned, his body starting to spasm causing the being that dragged him from space to jump back in fear. 
Ponds slowly came back to his mind. He was wrapped in cold but it was comfortable. He slowly moved his fingers and relaxed as they moved as he willed them despite now being the same empty black color as the space he had been left in. 
“You’re supposed to be dead! How are you alive?!” A voice filled with terror said and he looked at them with eyes filled with starlight as their blaster shook from where it was pointed at him. 
“I am dead.” He muttered and ignored it as the being shot him twice when he finally stepped forward. He took the blaster and snapped it in half with his hands like it was nothing but a twig. 
He didn’t know what he was now but it wasn’t living and that meant he couldn’t die. Which was good because he had things to do. 
“I already got shot, I’d like to not be shot anymore. Can you take me to my General Mace Windu?” He asked and grinned when the spacer nodded and ran for the cockpit.
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prowlingthunder · 7 months
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coagulated memories pressed into flesh by ProwlingThunder (That's me!)
Rating: General Audiences Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Category: Gen Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars: The Clone Wars Relationships: Original Clone Character(s) & Original Clone Character(s), Original Clone Character(s)/Original Clone Character(s) Character: Original Clone Character (CT-1813 | Grudge) Additional Tags: Tattoos, tattooing, Tattoo meanings, Coruscant Guard (Star Wars), Batchmates, Soft Pining, a touch of pining, Clone Courting Rituals, gift-giving Language: English Series: Part 4 of Jango Was His Name-O Collections: Coruscant Guard Bingo @clonefandomevents
Summary: Grudge doesn't own her own skin.
Star Wars Coruscant Guard Bingo: Batchmates, clone courting rituals, gift-giving, and free space (beginning to pine)
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airlockfailure · 5 months
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Does anyone have an unmarked (not blank) version of the Corrie and OC bingo cards? I can only seem to find ones that have prompts blocked off by people completing them. Maybe I'm not understanding how the bingo works?
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peppermint-whiskers · 10 months
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Ooh, two fics in a week :D
Spilo is a confident, loud bombshell. Shrew is a nervous, anxious wreck. Some team building is sorely needed, and Spilo has the perfect solution.
This fic is for @clonefandomevents 's clone oc bingo: Spa Day! :D
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Spilo and Shrew belong to the lovely @incorrectclonequotes , and Chilla makes a small cameo uwu
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clonebang · 6 days
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Clone Bang is back for 2024 🎉
The Clone Bang is a Star Wars-themed big bang focused on the clones. It is low-pressure and open to all! We welcome all stories as long as at least one clone is the focus.
Writer, Beta, Artist and Pinch Hitter sign ups are currently open!
WRITER SIGN UP FORM 🔗 Open until June 23.
ARTIST SIGN UP FORM 🔗 Open until June 30.
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If you want to know more about the event, check out our rules & FAQ and detailed schedule (you can find all the links in our Masterpost).
Please reblog this post and help us spread the word!
Tagging @swfandomevents, @clonefandomevents, @faneventshub, @eventfeed, @thebigbangblogproject
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wolviecat · 8 months
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FOX CAF ADDICTION
If adult Fox was sometimes hard to work it, his child self was a complete menace. Without the constant exhaustion brought by years of endless work, he was a buzzing ball of energy that couldn’t be left alone for a second. And while it made things slightly easier that he remembered his previous life, it also meant he remembered caf - while ignoring the fact he weighs much less and the same amount of it would probably send him to orbit.
For @clonefandomevents Corrie bingo
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catznetsov · 9 months
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for the @clonefandomevents 501 Bingo prompt, “Lingerie”. I like to imagine that after 17 is injured in the Obsession comic, he gets to retire and Obi-Wan buys him lots of comfortable and pretty things.
special thanks to my photography assistant Mango
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lbibliophile-sw · 9 months
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Degrees of Trust
Between one day and the next, Cody’s General changes. It is clearest in the way he says I trust you.
In the early months of the war, the General’s I trust you really meant I trust the Force.
Then over time their partnership deepened, and I trust you became I trust you because the only way we get through this is together.
But something in his General has broken, and he doesn’t know why or how.
Kenobi's I trust you shouldn’t wail I trust you because I don’t know how to stop, I trust you knowing you will betray me.
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Also on AO3
For: @codywanweek - day 7: timeline shenanigans @clonefandomevents - 212th Bingo: outsider POV
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Neurodivergent Tech Week 2024 Prompt Submissions are Open!
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I know that a lot of us felt hurt by the way Tech’s storyline was handled, so I figured that it was high time that I re-ran this event as a way to heal and say “screw canon, we’re collectively ignoring it”.
The event itself is set to run from July 21st through July 27th, and we now just need prompt submissions. If you have any ideas for prompts, go ahead and drop them into this blog’s inbox.
Tagging: @clonefandomevents @swfandomevents
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grackle-draws · 4 months
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Behold! The boys!
Filling the Tattoos prompt for my 104th bingo. @clonefandomevents
I had a silly idea based off this scene from the masterpiece that is Starship Troopers.
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alexversenaberrie · 6 months
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Haunted Dathomir
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clonemando · 6 months
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Corrie Guard Bingo:
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My fill for the prompt: Small Displays of Affection
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Fox has been feeling down lately so Thire decides to learn a new skill to cheer him up. drabble, 100 words, Commander Thire, Commander Fox, fluff
This is for The Coruscant Guard Bingo run by @clonefandomevents
Thorn beamed at the little red flimsy fox he had managed to create. His desk looked like the battleground of a flimsy army with torn and crumpled pieces all over the top and floor around him. The final result had been worth every failure though, as the shiny red paper made the creature sparkle under the artificial lights above him.
He waited until Fox was gone to sneak into his office and place the little paper creature right on top of the tallest stack of data pads. 
The soft smile on Fox’s face when he saw it was worth everything.
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codex-week · 4 months
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Prompts for Codex Week 2024 are here 🎉
DAY 1 (02/18): SECRETS, WHISPERS AND RUMORS
DAY 2 (02/19): HANDS AND HEART
DAY 3 (02/20): NOSTALGIA
DAY 4 (02/21): NOWHERE AND NOTHING
DAY 5 (02/22): REBELS AND IMPERIALS
DAY 6 (02/23): UNDERCOVER, MISTAKEN OR SECRET IDENTITY
DAY 7 (02/24): FAREWELLS AND REUNIONS
The AO3 Collection 🔗 is now open if you want to post your works; they won't be revealed until the day they were created for!
Under the cut is the list of all alternate prompts, which can be swapped for any day of the week:
[ID: Codex Week Event Banner. A small round icon of Captain Rex and Commander kissing at the center. Codex Week is written on top in Aurebesh on top and in the English alphabet below. At the bottom are the dates February 18 - February 24 - 2024. /END ID]
ALT 1: Mountain Men of Alaska (source)
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ALT 2: The Storm on the Sea of Galilee by Rembrandt, 1633 / Good Morning, Captain by Slint, 1991 (source)
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ALT 3: The Mystery of Light by Sydney Laurence (ref)
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ALT 4: Still from Brokeback Mountain (source)
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ALT 5: The Sculptor (1964) by John Koch (ref)
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ALT 6: The Lament for Icarus (1898) by Herbert James Draper (ref)
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ALT 7: two person holding hands near orange background by ian dooley (source)
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Tagging for promotion: @swfandomevents @clonefandomevents @thebigbangblogproject @faneventshub @eventfeed
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sankt-jesper · 6 months
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Tura, tura ai toa e, I te pou o te hoa o te rai e, E huea i tara o te rai e !
Wolffe for @clonefandomevents' Haunted Clone Week: Free Day - Folklore, Mysteries and Regional Gothic of Polynesia
ID + variant under the cut
I went with the story of the warrior Hiro, Tanu-Tāne and the thousand white birds for Wolffe, because there are many similarities between he and Hiro imo! Wolffe has seen many of his brothers die without being able to do anything, and the gift the Gods bestow upon him is to survive and carry their memories with him. Even if the Gods help him in darkness, he's still a man who has to survive during daylight :)
It's a story from the Windward Islands, not from Aotearoa, so it's not Māori but Maohi!
[ID: Fanart of Commander Wolffe from the Star Wars franchise. He is in his twenties: he's glaring at something unseen. He looks angry. He already has his prosthetic eye. His right hand is lifted up, his palm open: the silhouette of a red bird representing Tanu-Tāne, Tāne's messenger bird, seems ready to land on his palm. The silhouettes of five white birds flew in front of Wolffe's chest; there are a hundred of white birds flying behind him. /END ID]
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[ID: Variant of the previous fanart; the background is black instead of dark blue. /END ID]
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wolviecat · 8 months
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RECOMMISSIONING
It was hard to see them after they returned - sleepwalking through the day, not knowing their friends, their lives, their own names.
Fox somehow managed to sit there, introducing Hound to the animals he’d took care of since they were pups, without crying. He just wasn't sure if it was strength, or just a sign he’d finally broken.
Inspired by Their days are darker by Always a slut for HC
I love this story and I plane incorporate the motif of Fox having names of his recommissioned men written on the insideof his vembrace into my own Fox cosplay
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