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zealfruity · 8 months

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Clones as Incorrect Quotes 2/2 Master Post (Domino Squad Lives AU and Fives+332nd Live AU version)

Unholy mixture of random generators, unsolved/ghost files banter, and things my friends have said

Mostly just headcanons following below

A few notes for these: Tup is NB he/they. Hardcase is genderfluid. Vaughn is agender they/them. Nax is a she/her. Jesse has no idea how any of this works, someone help him. Domino Squad Lives AU has the main blue boys interact with the 212th on a more personal level, so some of these involve a mix of the two groups. Every single character is having an existential crisis in the other AU. NO CLONESHIPPING HERE!

(Domino Squad Lives Fix-It AU):

Echo: Do you take constructive criticism?

Cutup: No, only cash or credit.

Waxer: The best part of an oreo is the cookie part, not the frosting. Deal with it.

Echo: Darkness without light is an abyss. Light without darkness is blinding. You cannot have a coin with one side.

Boil: YO SOCRATES! IT'S A FUCKING COOKIE!

*Everyone is playing a board game together*

Cutup: I will put 'A' down to make 'A'.

Droidbait: I will add onto your 'A' to make 'AT'.

Hevy: I will add onto your 'AT' to make 'RAT'

Echo: I will add onto your 'RAT' to make

'BIOSTRATAGRAPHIC’.

Hevy: *flips the board*

Cutup: *standing on a balcony and sneezes*

Fives: *standing on the roof* Bless you.

Cutup: God?!

Cutup: Get in loser, we're going shopping.

Droidbait: This is a McDonald's drive thru.

Nax: Arson? Oh, you mean "crime brûlée".

Wooley: I need life advice.

Cutup, sipping Gatorade and eating cookie dough: You came to the right person.

Fives: *coughs blood*

Droidbait: Don't die, Fives!

Fives: Don't tell me what to do!

Cutup: I'm not mean. Name one mean thing I've ever done.

Droidbait: When we were younger, you convinced me eggs weren't real.

Cutup: They're not.

Droidbait: Haha, very funny.

Cutup: I'm serious. Didn't you hear?

Droidbait: No... what happened?

Cutup: …Why would you fall for this again-

Shapeshifter: *transforms to look like Cutup*

Cutup: Okay, are you like BLIND? You look nothing like me. First off, I'm way taller. Secondly, I DO NOT look so sleep deprived and lastly, if you could drag comb through that hair you're like a 7 on a good day and I've been told I'm a constant 10.

Droidbait: Quitting! It's like trying, but easier.

Hevy: I like to play this game called nap roulette. I take a nap and don't set an alarm. Will it be 20 min or 4 hours? Nobody knows. It's risky and I like it.

Cutup: Hello friends!

His Squad:

Cutup: You might be wondering why I'm stuck to the ceiling

Cutup: You're mean!

Droidbait: You're meaner!

Cutup: Yeah, well, you're ugly too!

Droidbait: You're uglier!

Cutup: You're a dumbass!

Droidbait: You're a dumberass!

Cutup: You think "dumberass" is a good insult!

*Cutup and Hevy are planning to break in somewhere*

Cutup: We need to distract the guards.

Hevy: Right.

Cutup: What are we gonna do?

Hevy: I'm gonna break their elbows while you poke their eyes.

Cutup:

Hevy:

Cutup: Deal.

Nax: Hey, DB! Did you know you’re my BFFLWYLION?

Droidbait: What the hell is that supposed to mean?

Nax: Best Friend For Life Whether You Like It Or Not.

Droidbait:

Droidbait: That’s one way to say it, I guess…

Wooley: I am strong! I beat Droidbait at arm wrestling!

Hevy: Anyone can beat Droidbait at arm wrestling!

Droidbait: Hey-

*Cutup sends more than 5 messages in a row*

Hevy: I ain’t reading all that.

Hevy: I’m happy for you tho.

Hevy: Or sorry that happened.

Cutup, to Wooley: You know, Hevy can be really aggressive, so it's important to take all the necessary precautions when approaching.

Cutup: *blows airhorn at Hevy* GET FUCKED!

Hevy: *Posts a super low-quality image to the group chat*

Cutup: If I had a dollar for every pixel in this image, I’d have 15 cents.

Hevy: If I had a dollar for every ounce of rage I felt in my body after I read this text, I would have enough money to buy a cannon to fire at you.

Jesse: Actually I did the math, Cutup would have $225, not $0.15.

Cutup: Fam I’m right here....

Wooley: If I had a dollar I would buy a can of soda :)

Tup: while you’re there could you buy me an apply juice please?

Wooley: Sorry I only have a dollar.

Tup: :(

Jesse: Hey I just realized my friend is right, Echo would have $22,500 because it's a dollar for every pixel, not a cent.

Wooley: If I had $22,500 I would buy a can of soda and an apply juice.

Jesse: You can buy anything you want with $22,500.

Fives: Yeah and he wants soda and apply juice.

Echo: Apply juice to what.

Fives: Directly to the forehead.

Rex: Great chat everyone.

Droidbait, opening a Capri Sun: Guess I'll drink my sorrows away.

Echo: Time for plan G.

Wooley: Don’t you mean plan B?

Echo: No, we tried plan B a long time ago. I had to skip over plan C due to technical difficulties.

Droidbait: What about plan D?

Echo: Plan D was that desperate disguise attempt half an hour ago.

Tup: What about plan E?

Echo: I’m hoping not to use it. Cutup dies in plan E.

Boil: I like plan E.

Oddball: Are we really going to let Hevy keep Beam?

Cody: We kept Cutup.

Kix: Someone’s trying to break in. Call the cops!

Droidbait: *loads shotgun* I got this.

Kix: Last week you fell up the stairs, what do you mean-

The poor Jedi that got Cutup assigned to them after the war: I assume you realize that this kind of idiocy will not be tolerated in this Order.

Cutup: Is there any kind of idiocy you would be more comfortable with?

*At the police station*

Denal: Hi, I’m here for Domino Squad.

Corrie guard: Who’s Domino Squad?

Denal: Ah, you must be new.

Fox: What has the galaxy ever done for you?! Why would you wanna save it?!

Jesse: Cause I’m one of the idiots who lives in it!

Hevy: How does that even work?

Droidbait, mocking him: hOw dO yOu UsE a cOmPUteR aNd KnOw wHaTS GoiNg oN iT DoEsNt mAke SeNSe?!

Hevy: Your face doesn't make sense.

Cody, to Trapper: If you see Cutup, give him this message *makes a neutral face*

Cody: He’ll know what it means.

*later*

Trapper: oh, and Cody said to give you a message.

Trapper: *makes a neutral face*

Cutup: Oh no. The neutral face of displeasure.

Hairdresser: How would you like your hair cut?

Fives: Preferably with scissors, but a sword could be badass.

Longshot: If you don't stop talking, I'm going to jump out of that window.

Cutup: ...We're on the ground floor.

Longshot: I know but I want a dramatic exit.

Hevy: I have no respect for Santa. Don’t sneak in through the chimney and undermine my authority by bringing my family presents. Walk in through the front door and fight me like a man.

Denal: What do you call disobeying the law?

Domino Squad: A hobby.

Denal: *crosses his arms*

Domino Squad: That we do not engage in.

Droidbait to Tup: First rule of battle, vod’ika... don’t ever let them know where you are.

Hardcase, shooting out of frame: WHOO-HOO! I’M RIGHT HERE! I’M RIGHT HERE! YOU WANT SOME O’ ME?! YEAH YOU DO! COME ON! COME ON! AAAAAH! Whoo-hoo!

Droidbait: 'Course, there’re other schools of thought.

Hevy: Really love that airports have to specify that you're NOT allowed grenades. Like damn there go my traveling plans

Droidbait: Ideally we get down there and Cutup’s just dead. And then we can end the mission, and I can go home. Obviously very sad, thoughts and prayers, but... I don't have to go down there, then. So... *weighs options between his hands* Lose brother, don't have to go in the tunnel. I think it comes out to be a wash, to be honest, so…

Hevy, about possibly getting too beefy for the armor: Regulations won’t look as good as my thighs will so they aren't valid.

Fives+332nd Live AU (possible official titles include Bones In The Ocean AU and Resistance Leaders AU, I’m workshopping it rn)

*The squad has just arrived in a new city. Fives looks around at the wanted posters to see if he’s on any of them.*

Omega: Fives, are you a criminal?

Fives: Not here, I'm not!

Rex: Uuh, watcha got there?

Fives, with a lightsaber: A smoothie.

Fives: Damn, Tech, are you secretly cool?

Tech: Well, poker is just math, so I guess it depends on if you consider the mathematician, Carl Friedrich Gauss, cool.

Fives: I do not.

Ahsoka, texting CF99: Want to help me murder someone?

Echo: Sure who we hitting?

Ahsoka: someone who looks evil

Some guy: What am I supposed to do?

Bounty Hunter Fives: If I were you? I’d try and make peace with whatever deity, pantheon, or Divine Other you believe in.

Some guy: I’m an atheist.

Fives: Then just get ready to die I guess.

Fives: So, are you two friends?

Omega: Yes.

Crosshair: No.

Fives: Hello Crosshair, made anyone cry today?

Crosshair: Sadly, no. But it’s only 4:30.

Fives: If you put a milkshake in one yard and crack open a cold one in another yard, which yard would the boys go to?

Echo: Schrödinger's boys.

Crosshair: FUCK!

Wrecker: What about cracking open a cold milkshake?

Tech: As we all know, the milkshake brings the boys to the yard. The presence of the boys is a prerequisite for the cracking open of a cold one, but cold ones do not have any inherent boy-attracting abilities. Milkshakes, however, do.

Tech: All else being equal, the boys would proceed to the milkshake yard. While it is possible to announce the presence of cold ones in the hope of attracting some boys, the pull of the milkshake is much more powerful by comparison.

Fives: ...

Echo: ...

Crosshair: ...

Wrecker: ...

Tech: Mind you, all of this nonsense hinges on whether or not the boys are back in town.

Fives: It’s impossible to make a sentence without using the letter a.

Tech: Despite your thinking, it is quite possible, yet difficult, to form one without the specific letter. Here’s one more to further disprove your theory.

Fives: Fuck you.

The self-taught medic with no license in the lower levels: Fives’ a 10 but that's all we know about him.

Kix: Bottling up negative emotions is bad for your health, so you shouldn't do it.

Ahsoka: I know, that's why I bottle up all my emotions, both positive and negative, so it cancels out.

Kix: Th-that's not how that works-

Fives, to the BB: The real secret to immortality? Not dying. You want to be immortal? Okay, that’s easy. Just don’t die. That’s it. Refuse to die. There you go.

Tech: But how-

Fives, ignoring him: “But how”, you may ask. Well, easy. Just don’t do it. Refuse to. Say “no thanks”.

Echo: *nods sagely*

All of them: If I can't cause tiny bits of chaos every day, I think my body will shut down.

Fives: FIGHT ME, YOU NERD ASS SLUT!

Tech: At least try to sound slightly more sophisticated when you threaten someone.

Fives: Oh, I'm sorry. I should ask; dost thou want to engage in a duel, my good bitch?

Tech: Somehow that's worse.

Rex: Think you can answer some questions without the usual level of sarcasm?

Crosshair: If you can ask the questions without the usual level of stupid.

Hunter: Didn't you die?

Fives: That was months ago, dude. Things change.

Omega: A mosquito tried to bite me and I slapped it and killed it.

Omega: And I started thinking.

Omega: Like, it was just trying to get food.

Omega: What if I went to the fridge and it just slammed the door shut and snapped my neck?

Hunter: Are you ok?

Jesse 5 months into Resistance work: You know I think my life has value.

Wrecker: Who are you and what have you done with Jesse?!

Fives: I'm so sad woa woa womp womp.

Echo: I am tired of fighting my own demons, give me physical ones.

Fives, months into being on the run: I’d kill to go absolutely ham on a dexter-grade hamburgussy.

Echo: Nothing wrong with a little government overthrowing in the sake of friendship.

Wrecker: Aw you little reg guy.

Dogma: Shut up do not call me that.

Omega: Gentleman ori’vod.

Dogma: Stop I am a STRANGER who is RUDE!

Echo after Fives tells him that he tried to assassinate Palpatine: Yeah I think fighting the Chancellor’s a pretty good way to get labeled a traitor.

#incorrect quotes #silly #tcw #au #tcw aus #clone wars #star wars #tbb #bad batch #tbb au

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bilbosmom-belladonna · 3 months

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OMG So much interesting titles, so hard to choose! Can you share something about Amnesia/Reconditioning and/or Fox as mafia, please?

Haha, I am realizing I am kind of a weirdo who comes up with titles waaayyyy before the fic is finished (or sometimes, even started).

The amnesia/reconditioning fic is a Cody/Wooley (Cohawk!) story I've been toying with. The basic premise is that the head injury that caused Cody's scar just before the war gets him reconditioned as a CT grunt in the 212th. He and Wooley get together while they are on the same squad, but then Wooley becomes a POW (and is presumed dead) and Cody regains his memory and is unconditioned (re-re-conditioned?) back to a CC and takes command of the 212th. But then Wooley is found alive and drama ensues!

The Fox as mafia is an idea born from a Discord server discussion. I'm thinking of it as a Quinlan/Fox story. Loosely, in a post-war world (either no-Order-66 or a semi-fix-it) where the clones get a raw deal from the Republic, some head out to the Outer Rim to scratch out a living while a bunch of others (including Fox) just sort of disappear. A year or so later, Quinlan Vos is tasked with investigating a new crime syndicate on Coruscant; various corrupt politicians and business leaders have started turning up dead with their crimes laid bare and their bank accounts empty. Quinlan ends up finding that Fox has become the leader of a sort of clone mafia, who operate on a "if you can't beat 'em, join 'em and undermine their businesses with Robin Hood tactics" policy. Uh, and then drama ensues! Again!

Sorry I don't have snippets of either of those 😝 But having to write this out did make me think a little more about their respective plots and that gets them that much closer to being written!

#my writing #wip tag game #tag game #cloneshipping #cody/wooley #cohawk #quinlan x fox #fox/quinlan #quinfox #bella replies

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chopper-base · 1 year

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What was your favourit fanfic to write? And why?

My favorite of yours to read is still the one with Wooley in the vent 😅

My favorite would have to be Arcs at a Cost

I had kinda written out what I wanted to add, and once I started writing, it all kinda just got painted on the page. The scene just played out in my head and transferred to the page easily. I struggle with getting the words in my head out on the page which is why I don't have fics out quickly or sometimes at all.

Rex and Cody weren't even supposed to show up! It was going to just be Fives and Echo, but they decided to write their own script and just show up out of nowhere. Started out as a heart to heart, with some angst sprinkled in and then BAM tickle fight🤣🤣🤣

I loved writing In the Vents!

The 212th has a special place in my heart. Even if I did accidentally abandoned my Boil and Waxer RP accounts😅(yes, that was me😶I'm sorry, I got busy, depressed, and unmotivated) I often see a LOT of 501st stuff, but I, personally, rarely see our sunshine battalion, so I'm glad I could do them some justice!

You're add on of "Don't feed the Wooley" still makes me laugh every time I see it!

(And it is now 3am and I'm still awake. Tomorrow is gonna be a long day)

#Chopper answers #ask reply #ask response

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eyayah-oya · 2 years

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For the wip game, I'm gonna ask about the soulmate AU because I'm always a sucker for those!

[Image ID: a screenshot of a tumblr ask from @aahsokaatano saying "👀 oooh what's the Soulmate AU?" End ID]

This is probably my least developed fic lol. I don't even have any snippets written, but I have an open document for it.

So it's going to be for the 212th Appreciation Event that's going to happen at the end of May and beginning of June. One of the prompts is Soulmates AU and I decided to go with Wooley and @ninjatwins OC Falcon.

In this particular AU, Falcon (a clone with several mutations which ended up isolating him and his squad from the other clones) ends up meeting Wooley on Kamino and they strike up a fast friendship. Wooley, as he tends to do, falls in love with Falcon fairly quickly, and Falcon does the same, though I can't remember all of the details for him. But they're sadly separated before the war starts since Falcon ends up training as a Marine and they don't get to see each other anymore.

I'm a big fan of soulmate by choice aus personally, so I want this to be one where as they get closer and fall in love, a soulmark develops on their skin. The soulmate's mark is usually over the heart or on the back and relatively small. Something that represents them. Around the soulmark, another mark forms that grows as the person grows and changes. Wooley's got several different soulmates, because they're not all romantic, and Wooley's got an enormous heart filled with love for everyone.

Anywho, that's the au (and sorry if you guys aren't tagged properly. They're not working for me for some reason *side-eyes tumblr*

#ask and lizzie answers #wip game #soulmate aus #gotta have some fun with it lol #212th appreciation week

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alamogirl80 · 2 years

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For the artist ask game!

2, 8 and 17!

Sorry it took so long to answer!

2. 5 favourites of your own work?

And I'll Follow the Light in You codywan fic

"Don't go where I can't follow" Codywan art

"Be Safe" Codex art

"Wooley" art

"Alpha17" art

8. What do you like most about your own work?

Hmm... maybe that I've learned how you shade muscles a lot better than I used to.

17. What inspires you?

Other artists and writers in a fandom that I'm interested in, I guess.

#asks #fandom memes #ask mel #numbers meme

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kbirbpods · 3 months

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Look below the cut for kbirb's @purimgifts 2024 letter (a little late, I'm sorry, it's been so hectic these past few days)

For reference, check out my "dear podficcer" letter from ITPE, which goes into more detail, as I know we want to keep these short and sweet! (It doesn't look short because bullet points but trust me... I tend to be wordier)

Hi! I'm kbirb on ao3 or Kaje to the wider internet/many of my IRL friends. I'm a nonbinary creator - typically podfics & graphics, though I do occasionally spill words onto a page and call it writing. I started podding in August 2022.

I think it's easiest to put it this way:

Triggers/Squicks/No-Thank-Yous:

Rape/non-con/dub con - with the caveat of rape recovery and abuse recovery being something I do enjoy in stories

Incest - I understand that to some portions of the fandom, clone shipping is called clonecest, but I do ship clones (with some caveats)

Underage/power dynamics - as a teacher, it's a major no from me

On-screen suicide/suicidal ideation - aka, if a character is recovering from suicidal ideation? That's fine. A character commits the act or seriously considers it? No thank you. It's easier to just say a blanket no to it

Cockroaches - idk I just hate them so much

Yes Please Times 1,000:

Slice of life

Modern AUs

Fluff in general

Hurt/comfort

Soulmate AUs (my faves)

Period piece AUs (especially regency era, oh my)

No Order 66

Crackfic

My favorite ships (applicable to this exchange, so focused on Jewish characters/women/Jewish women):

I tried to pick from all the fandoms I listed but I like a lot of gen fic in some of them. Especially ones like OFMD where there's not that many women in the first place, so I like fics that focus on women being power houses.

Star Wars [most of my SW ships are M/M so this is a little limited]: Ahsoka / any woman ever (well not ever but you get it), Kanin/Hera, Jyn/Cassian, Bail/Breha/Fox, Bly/Ayla

Ted Lasso: Keeley/Roy, Keeley/Roy/Jamie, Rebecca & Keeley, Rebecca & Ted

Batfam/DCU/Young Justice: Harley/Ivy, Kate Kane/any woman ever (again, not ever, but you get it), Jason/Kori/Roy, Artemis/Wally, Barbara/Dinah, Barbara/Kara, Barbara/Dick, Selina/Bruce, Selina/Harley/Ivy

The Locked Tomb: Gideon/Harrow, the fucked up polycule that created Gideon

The Adventure Zone: Lup/Lucretia, Lup/Lucretia/Barry, Aubrey/Dani

The Old Guard: Quynh/Andy

Buffy the Vampire Slayer: Willow/Tara, Buffy/Spike, Buffy & Willow, Buffy & Tara

Six of Crows: Inej/Kaz, Inej/Nina, Nina/Mattias

The Good Place: Eleanor/Chidi, Eleanor/Tahani

My favorite canonically Jewish characters from my listed fandoms (tragically there is only a few due to the fantasy world element of many of my fandoms):

Harley Quinn (DC)

Kate Kane (DC)

[some versions of] Bruce Wayne (DC)

[some versions of] Barry Allen (DC)

Agnus McDonald (TAZ)

Willow Rosenburg (BtVS)

Also Roy Kent, my favorite character in all of media, is played by a Jewish actor.

I really like fics that portray Bruce as Jewish, due to Kate (his cousin) being Jewish, and especially ones that branch into exploring Judaism for the entirety of the Batfam. For example, I recently did a podfic of one for ITPE that was different Hanukkah stories!

Further, I love love love any fics surrounding trans women or really any fics that bring a new focus to a character that we haven't seen before!

Trans Clones!! My favorite thing ever in the SW universe. I have several of my own nonbinary/trans woman clone OCs. If you wish to make any characters trans, the only clone/clone ship I do not ship is Cody/Rex because they feel like siblings to me. My favorite clone/clone ships that could be made trans are: Rex/Bacara, Wooley/Longshot, Waxer/Boil, Hevy/Fives/Echo, Fox/Fives/Echo. My favorite clone/jedi ships that can be made trans are: trans!Bly/Ayla, Cody/Obi-Wan, Fox/Quinlan, Hevy/Jon Antilles, Fox/Jon Antilles, Fox/Quinlan/Jon Antilles

If you have any questions, please don't hesitate to reach out to me in an anonymous ask... or reach out to my best friend, FLOWERPARRISH, on discord if you know zir/on here and ze won't tell me who you are. Ze knows me very very well & might even be better to ask if you don't want to spoil a podfic or anything!!

#purimgifts #dear creator #dear podficcer #dear author #dear writer #purim #purim gifts #purim exchange #kbirb #okay wordier than i wanted but i am incapable of talking only a little #it's my fatal flaw #sorry not sorry???????

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thebisexualmandalorian · 5 years

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Summary: After the events on Umbara, the 501st and 212th need a little bonding time.

Chapter Seven is finally up! Wooley/Loudmouth, ft. drunken makeouts and thigh-fucking!

#loudmouth #my ocs #clone trooper wooley #my fanfic #I'M SO SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG

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yukipri · 2 years

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I love your work so much and I'm curious of how you think the 212th would react to Obi-Wan coming back after Rako Hardeen? Do you think Cody would internally complain about the double amount of reports? Or would he be mad and ignore Obi-Wan unless it's important duties? How about Waxer, Boil, Wooley, and the others? I would be really excited to hear from you!! <3

(Sorry if my English was bad, it's not my first language)

Honestly I think Cody would be the most understanding. It hurts, because Cody is human and he cares about Obi-Wan, and he'd acknowledge that. But at the same time, he'd know to direct his bitterness entirely at the Chancellor, the Senate, the Council, whoever was responsible for issuing the mission in the first place. He's the first to understand that if there's a mission and orders, those must come first, and that Obi-Wan doesn't have a choice.

Most of his men would struggle a lot more to see it that way, but Cody'll bring them around. Any bitterness is less than relief.

Waxer doesn't care 'cause he's dead

Coughs

❀ ❀ Send YukiPri an Ask! ❀ ❀

#YukiPri replies #Star Wars #Commander Cody #Obi-Wan Kenobi #212th attack battalion

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aahsokaatano · 3 years

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i've been crazy busy this month for various reasons, so instead of doing a regular "once per day" bingo thing, I decided to do a bunch of five-sentence dumps. Enjoy!

@cloneshipweek

1. Keeli/Doom

The helmet recovered from Ryloth sat heavily in Doom's hands. It felt like it weighed more than the rocky planet itself.

He ached to speak. To say I'm sorry, I failed you, I wasn't there when you needed me.

But the words didn't come, and Keeli would never tease him about being lost for words again.

2. Fox/Fox

"The more you speak," Fox said in a low, threatening tone, "the closer I get to punting you off the nearest platform and letting you free-fall to the surface."

"Aw, Commander, you say the sweetest things," the Torrent that Fox refused to name simpered.

One of these days, he was actually going to kill the CT. The name they had picked was bad enough - did they also have to be so karking annoying?

"You know, I hear kissing is a good way to keep people quiet," they grinned, and Fox didn't give them a chance to say anything else, much to their delight.

3. Keller/Neyo

They didn't ever speak about anything important, really. Neyo could chatter about anything and nothing for as long as Keller would let him, filling up the quiet of the med tent as he stitched the Commander back together after yet another harebrained mission that Neyo and Bacara had taken on.

Proof of life, in the little things. Keller could see he was alive, sure, but the more Neyo talked, the more he could see the tension drain out of the medic's shoulders.

If the stitches got a little more painful towards the end, well, that was just Keller's way of saying he was glad that Neyo was still there to feel the sting of it.

4. Hound/Tup

Grizzer always beat Hound to the lamding platform when the 501st came to Coruscant, not that Tup minded too much. The massif was a package deal with his handler, after all.

Hound laughed and wiped the slobber off of Tup's cheek to press a kiss there. "Welcome back, cyare."

"Good to be back, cyare."

5. Vaughn/Wooley

Someone once described them as distilled sunshine twice over. Vaughn had laughed, all but sparkling in his delight, and Wooley had grinned and blushed, running a hand through his hair and making it fluffier.

The darkness that was spread throughout the galaxy seemed to have a harder time casting a shadow over them. They were just... happy. They had each other, after all.

6. Oddball (Davijaan)/Crys

"You were reckless again," Crys fretted, watching with a scowl as Davijaan climbed out of his scorched fighter.

"And I won, again," he added, getting both feet back on the deck. "Isn't that what's important?"

"No, coming back to me is what's important."

Davijaan rested his forehead against Crys', hoping the contact would say what he couldn't find words for - that he won for Crys, every time.

7. Blackout/Grey

Grey was dozing, just enjoying the warmth of the bunk and the man next to him. Blackout was still deeply asleep, half on top of Grey with his head on Grey's shoulder and his arm over his waist. Warm, and comfortable, and safe.

It was a feeling they didn't get to indulge in often. He was going to relish it for as long as they were able to stay here.

8. Longshot/Hardcase

Hardcase had once claimed he wasn't a very good sniper, which was why he carried pretty much everything except a rifle.

Longshot was now ready to call banthashit on that.

"A millimeter," he said for the tenth time, "a single millimeter of difference between our shots and you say you aren't a good sniper!"

Hardcase shrugged. "You're the best and I'm not as good as you, so -" He gave a muffled laugh as Longshot cut him off with an aggrieved kiss.

9. Bacara/Colt

Kamino was as deary and depressing as ever, but the welcoming party was a sight for sore eyes.

"Colt," Bacara greeted softly, nodding at the other Commander.

"Bacara," he nodded back.

Later, they would have a proper reunion, would catalogue the new scars on each other and kiss away the ache of loneliness that had built up since they had last seen each other. For now, a short nod would have to do.

10. Dogma/Wrecker

Wrecker had called him 'regs' the first time they met, and Dogma had taken it as a compliment.

Dogma had quietly told Hunter about killing Krell, which got him assigned to CF99, and Wrecker overheard and immediately developed a crush.

They really shouldn't click as well as they did - uptight Dogma, loyal to the point of rabidness, and loose canon Wrecker, who loved nothing more than making things explode in glorious fashion?

But they did work, somehow, and soon it was Dogma-and-Wrecker, a single unit rather than two. And they excelled for it.

11. Thire/Cut

"I'm leaving, going AWOL."

"I know." The signs had been there for a while, he just hadn't wanted to think he was interpreting them correctly.

"You should come with me."

"I... I want to, but I can't." I'm sorry.

12. Bly/Spar

Bly had once thought that Spar was everything he wasn't - big and strong and fast and the best of the best.

But now he realized, Spar was an attainable goal, in more ways than one.

He was still a bit taller than Bly, but the muscled arms that wrapped around Bly in the night were hardly bigger than his own.

As Bly snuggled in closer, though, he still thought Spar was the best of the best. Even if they were closer in size, now.

13. Free/Free (my OCs, Crasher/Steel)

"Don't ever do that again," Crasher whispered against Steel's lips.

"I'm sorry."

"I - I thought -" a lot of terrible things had crossed Crasher's mind when Steel had been publicly declared a traitor.

"I know," Steel said, holding Crasher tightly. "No more covert ops for me."

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one-real-imonkey · 3 years

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Jaster Mereel and his time travelling (clone) grandkids

Ohhh yay, Jaster and his grandkids.

I’ve mentioned my idea for this AU before, but in summary Jango frees all his ade and they’re all sent back pre Korda 6, but stay out of the way of Mandalore until they can’t any longer.

Please enjoy.

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Jaster heard the commotion before he saw it. He’d been called by the rescue team, told to meet them in the med bay, told that Jango was home.

His poor ad, kidnapped by Kyr’tsad on a patrol, missing for weeks before this strike team had found him in one of their camps.

But his ad was home now.

“Where am I?” his young voice was calling out, “Who are you? What do you want with me?”

It was Jango’s voice, and as he passed through the door, Jango’s face, but something was very wrong.

“Alor’ad, Jango, please, calm down,” the baar’ur was saying, “if you keep moving you’ll re-open your injuries.”

“I’m not Jango, I'm sorry, I’m not whoever you think I am, please, I just want to go home. Let me go.”

It was Jango’s face, but even from here, Jaster knew the ad was telling the truth.

This wasn’t Jango.

He knew his ad, his posture, his mannerisms, his scars and tone of voice, he’d been raising him for ten years of course he knew his child. This ad was almost identical to Jango, but it wasn’t him.

“Su’cuy ad,” he greeted, “we didn't mean to scare you, we’re only trying to help.”

“I’m not whoever you think I am. Please, let me go.”

“I know, but you do look like him, so I can see why the mistake was made, and I'm sorry if we scared you.”

“Alor.” one of the medics hissed, but he ignored them. He knew what they were thinking, someone had messed with his ad’s head, changes his hair, taken his memories. Even in a few weeks, a lot could be done by people skilled in that Demagolka trade. But even closer now, he could see this ad had a scar, an old one, cutting off part of his ear, and several of Jan’ika’s scars were missing. His posture was different, and his expressions too.

“Who are you?”

“My name is Jaster. And you?”

There was a flash of something in the ad’s eyes, confusion and recognition, but what it meant Jaster wasn’t sure.

“I’m Wooley, Wooley Fett.”

He did his best to ignore the looks the medics were trading and focus on the teen in front of him.

Wooley Fett. His ad’s face, his ad’s surname, but this wasn’t his ad. He had no idea how, or what this meant, but he was going to find out, and he was going to get this ad home to his aliit.

Fett genes were strong, Jango had joked, and it was true he looked like his birth Buir, but this was uncanny, especially for cousins or some relationship more distant. And Jango had never mentioned having a twin, there was nothing about it on his birth records, or any of the hospital records.

“A pleasure to meet you Wooley, will you let the medics finish looking you over so we can work out how to get you home to your aliit?”

“Vor’e. My Buir will be worried.”

“How did you end up in the Death Watch camp?”

“I... I was out with a few of my vode. We were attacked, they took all of us, but I got separated from them, they took me to a different camp, I haven't seen them since I was taken. I, actually, if whoever you're looking for looks like me, they might be with them.”

“Alor,” it was the head of the strike teams, they’d been hitting three camps, “one of the other camps was liberated before we got there. If it was young Wooley’s aliit, Jango may already be free and with them. If he were unconscious, well, we didn’t realise.”

They looked so similar, could Wooley’s vode have saved Jango by mistake.

“Wooley, ad, would it be possible for you to give me your Buirs comm number so we can get you home and see if we can find my ad?”

“Elek,” the boy handed over the number, that same glint in his eyes and he looked, nervous.

“Vor’e, and ad, I need his name?”

“Jango Fett.”

Well...

It was ludicrous, likely impossible, and yet... he’d looked for Jango’s aliit, Clan Fett was almost gone, his Jango was one of the only ones left, and the only one with his name. Wooley made it sound like they had a whole clan...

He’d read old tales of things like this before, things he’d scoffed at for being added to history books when they were so clearly fiction. It wasn’t possible for people to move through time, even with the Manda.

Or so he’d always told himself.

But he met eyes with this ad and he knew with utter certainty this was his Bu’ad.

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Well, not quite as fluffy as I'd planned, but it was Jaster with one of his time traveling grandkids. It was getting too long but eventually he’d meet the rest. All 3 million of them, hahaha.

Also while this is happening this timelines Jango is waking up to 3million worried siblings.

Thanks for prompting, hope you enjoyed.

Inbox is always open. :-D

#star wars #star wars fanfiction #Jaster Mereel #wooley fett #clone trooper wooley #asks game #anon ask #ask response #prompt response #mistaken identity

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mageofcole · 3 years

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Oh bless I love omg also imagine down the line when Boba falls absolutely head over heels for Din, he goes to Cody, bc I imagine he wouldn't really trust telling Jango, and is all "I'm in trouble, I'm in REALLY BIG trouble" and Cody, thinking the worst is all "oh no who did u KILL" and Boba is all "I WISH... I... I think I'm in love with Din? And like I... I wanna be better for him and his stupid cute kid" but he's obvs very scared bc he's probs never really been this in love before? And says something along the lines of "look where being in love got Rex, look where it got BUIR" oh god help this poor boi... Also I'm sorry I just have big™ Boba feels

It’s Wooley who answers the door when Boba knocks. The ten year old stares up at him, expression bright with pleasant surprise that he definitely picked up from his Da, and his hands flap in an excited greeting.

“Hey kid.” He says, fingers weaving his words with just as much clarity as his lips do, “Is your Buir in?” Wooley nods, gesturing him in, and Boba follows without a word, knowing that his nephew is trusting him with his back and isn’t currently wearing his hearing aids in the safety of his home. To make noise that the boy couldn’t hear or couldn’t see would be an insult, and while Boba is willing to insult a lot of people, he won’t insult the kids.

It’s a friday night, so in the grand scheme of things it’s not overly surprising that his oldest brother would be home, but there was always the chance that he could get held up in the office with a client, so he could never be sure. When he follows Wooley into the house, he’s quick to notice Ahsoka perched at the island, homework spread out around her, holding a pencil between her teeth, and Cody leans against the opposite side, looking at home in the kitchen, and it reminds Boba of all the times his oldest brother had been teasingly told that his true calling would always be that of a househusband. By the smell of food cooking, Cody had evidentially been making dinner, and it looks like he had moved to give his daughter a few homework pointers. He doesn’t see Obi-Wan or Anakin, and he knows that Feemor is out with Buir, doing whatever it is that those two do together, and honestly Boba doesn't want to know - he’d been scared enough by his father’s sex life as he’d grown up with more and more brothers suddenly being introduced into his life.

“Boba!” Cody greets, smiling in the way that betrays his delighted shock, and there’s grey at his temples now that hadn’t been there the last time he had seen him a few months ago. “When did you get back into town?”

Boba shrugs, “This morning.”

Cody’s eyes sparkle mischievously, “Is there a body I need to help you hide?”

“Not this time.”

“You should have called ahead.” His brother scolds playfully, straightening, and Boba smiles sheepishly.

He had been a little distracted, to be honest. Distracted by warm eyes and kind hands that touched with such gentleness that sometimes Boba wanted to cry; Manda, he doesn’t know what he had done to deserve to have Din in his life. The man is too good, too perfect for Boba to ruin, but he can’t pull himself away. At first, it had been because Din had needed him that he had stayed, had needed the help, but now he finds it’s too hard to leave him.

He really had gone and fallen in love with Din, hadn’t he?

“Cody.” Boba starts, shoring up his courage, and his brother’s eyes sharpen, “I need some advice.”

#cole writes #cole answers #star wars #family verse #modern au #bobin #boba fett #commander cody #clone trooper wooley #ahsoka tano

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amukmuk · 3 years

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Hi! I wanted to tell you that your stories are fascinating 😍 And I wanted to know if you wanted to write a little fic of Obi-wan which tells at the 212th when he is in the arena, in the first battle of Geonosis (see their reaction 😂 ) because I love your writing style and I have never seen a story of Obi-Wan and the 212th written by you 😌 ❤️. I would understand if you don't want to ❤️ Have a nice day 💙😘!

(sorry for the writing mistakes I'm French 😅🇫🇷)

Oh no problem at all, and your English is flawless! <33 My apologies for taking so long to get this done! I was really nervous about writing Obi-wan and had to dive into some more 212th-centric fanfic as “research” in hopes nailing his voice.

I know this is late, but I hope you enjoy it, nonetheless!

The battle had been easy and, thank the Force, they are on a mild planet. The temperature is cool, but balmy and the flora is tame and nonlethal. It is so relaxing that even Commander Cody finds the tension between his shoulders waning with the golden light of the evening.

Ghost Company is currently sitting around the bonfire trading stories like they haven’t all been around to see everyone’s shenanigans. This group, apart from a few new troopers, have been together since the 212th was formed.

“General!” the men call when General Kenobi moves to walk past the fire with his tray of food and sit elsewhere. Cody has to actively refrain from rolling his eyes. One would think, after all this time at war, that the General would have learned that the men love spending time with him.

General Kenobi halts, mid step, and smiles at the men. “Yes?”

“Come sit with us!” Wooley waves him over. Despite his shininess, he is fitting in with the group quite nicely.

Keep Reading

#amukmuk writes #obi-wan kenobi #212th attack battalion #don't mind me just filling all these prompts i've had for forever while I still have creative juices in my brain

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rinrinp42 · 4 years

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For that fic meme thingy: an unplanned excursion into a strange temple (re: the ground collapsed) has Obi-wan Kenobi and Ghost company (plus or minus some Torrent that were right there when the ground went) recalling a full past life each. Now various people have to integrate who they were with who they are, and Palpatine's totally fcked, he just doesn't know it yet! (look I'm just desperate fr good crossover reincarnation fic in the SW fandom, a tidbit would be a feast!)

Sorry this took so long (first was the whole, a bunch of other things came up, but then) I couldn’t decide what I wanted to cross it over with. I kept thinking of ones at times when I couldn’t write and then dismissing them as not working before I could start. And then I went to get Starbucks and it hit me and now I’m very excited for this. No Torrent because it’s been a while since I saw the other fandom and wasn’t sure who else I’d want to include)

The blue lightning settles down, slowly stopping it’s dance over their skin. Waxer brings a hand up, clutch and rubbing his neck, checking that he’s whole. Wooley hovers around him, just as concerned. Both of them, along with Boil - who’s been turning over his (her? Wooley knows that feeling and it feels weird to still call Boil him now) hands, studying them intently - look up, eyes sharp as a heavy feeling, like tons of pressure, starts to fill the air. It’s a hot, burning feeling, centuries old and, there really is no other word for it, dark in the way only one of Them could be. Wooley stiffens, eyeing their General, memories long old rising to the forefront.

Even Cody seems apprehensive, though not as much as Wooley.

In the end, it’s Boil who steps forward, pulling her? helmet off, and rolling her? eyes.

“Hey Old Man,” she? sasses, “I thought you weren’t doing that anymore. What with the whole mess with Kronos.”

Obi-Wan looks at her for a long moment and then the pressure is gone, folded neatly away as he simply exudes the feeling of an old library again. It’s a welcomed type of feeling in the back of their skulls. Same as the feeling of rolling hills from Cody, the steadfast honor from Wooley, the raven-like nature of Boil, and the eagerness of youth from Waxer.

“It would seem,” Obi-Wan spoke with all the weight of the Old Man himself, all the years of Methos, no hiding behind the veil of Adam Pierson, “that our esteemed Supreme Chancellor is hiding something.”

Cody, Wooley, and Boil nod. They’ve all seen it before. Corrupt officials at the end of the day, all have something in common, and they’ve all lived long enough to know how to spot it. Waxer nods, but with all the confidence of a boy who grew up on the edges of society, with no confidence in any authority.

“Well then,” Cody says, “we’ll have to take care of that.”

“Without loosing our heads,” Wooley adds, the secondary feeling of kinship with Cody warm in his chest.

It shouldn’t be too hard. After all, no matter what, they have centuries between them over Palpatine. And a suspicious Old Man as well.

Just to be clear:

Obi-Wan - Methos

Cody - Conner MacLeod

Wooley - Duncan MacLeod

Waxer - Richie Ryan

Boil - Amanda

#rinrinp42 answers #My writing #sw x highlander #obi wan kenobi #commander cody #clone trooper waxer #clone trooper wooley #clone trooper boil #star wars #highlander #methos #adam pierson #connor macleod #duncan macleod #richie ryan #highlander amanda

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baybee45 · 4 years

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Oblivious

A/N: Commander Cody!Medic/clueless reader

Semi based on real life mostly the the parts of being oblivious and wanting to drop kick people. Hope you enjoy.

Warning: Hopefully a bit of an emotionally roller coaster. It’s pretty fluffy y’all.

“Hey” you look up from your paperwork, giving your Commander a nod of acknowledgement. “Would you be interested in going to 79’s? Uhh...Some of the boys and I were going to hangout there.”

“Tonight?” you asked absentmindedly, still thumbing your way through the medical records.

“Uh, yes” he stuttered, swallowing hard to try and clear his throat. You put down your paperwork and notice that he is a bit unsteady on his feet. Without thinking you reach your hand out to check his temperature.

“Are you feeling alright?” Leaning into your touch he replies only with a tittering laugh and his small but warm smile. “Usually I’m the one forcing you to take a break.” You joked, he didn’t appear to have a fever. Giving your Commander a big grin, “Yes, that sounds wonderful.”

Back at your small apartment you’re running a bit behind, mostly due to the fact that you have nothing to wear. Well not exactly nothing, you had your civvie clothes but the boys only have military fatigues and you don’t feel like standing out. So your problem was this; the only clean uniform you had left since your return from the front, was your skirt ensemble and you hadn’t seen that since you were first accepted into the GAR.

“If only I had a bit more of a warning about this outing. My pants would have been pressed and ready to go.” You moaned digging your way to the back of your closet. Finally locating the skirt, you just needed to find some decent shoes. You settled on your go-to matte black pumps, they weren’t too high but high enough to add a nice touch to the outfit. You rush down to street level hailing an Air Taxi, hoping the boys won’t be to far ahead of you.

Finally reaching 79’s you enter the bar, the smell of a good night and rough morning hits you hard. Scanning through the familiar faces of the crowd, you eventually see Waxer waving frantically to get your attention. Cody smiles and gives you a small wave as well and you return the gesture and make your way to their booth. The booth had enough room for the six us but the boys seemed to be squished together at the one end. Leaving a wide opening at the other end next to the Commander.

“Sorry I’m late.” You apologize as you sit down. Everyone appears to simultaneously exhale, spreading out a bit after you take your place next to him. Grinning, he pushes a bright blue beverage with an assortment of fruit on its rim towards you.

“I took the liberty to order you a drink.” Humming in appreciation you take a sip and nod your head in approval.

“You look...pretty tonight.” Commented Boil. “Don’t say it like that! Makes it sound like she never looks pretty.” Elbowed Waxer. You let out a small laugh.

“Your the best Waxer always looking out for me, but its been, what, like six month now? I think I have been around Boil long enough now, to understand what he trying to say, most of the time that is.” You said giving the group a knowing look.

“See!” You heard Boil mumble to his brother, who shook his head. “She’s just being nice.”

“So what were you guys talking about before I came?” The feeling at the table changes drastically. Boil nervously shifts in his spot, Wooley is looking at a very interesting speck on the table, Waxer and Longshot are wide eyeing their Commander. You’d have thought you just asked the boys to shoot their Jedi General with the uneasy glances they were covertly giving you.

“We were just taking about the Ryloth campaign.” Cody remarked like nothing was amiss.

“Ah,” that was a couple month before you joined the GAR you thought. “Well don’t stop on my account, I always love to hear about your adventures.”

Cody grins like a proud ori’vod at his brothers retelling of the Campaign, making only a few correction here and there. Then somewhere between Waxer and Boil finding young Twi’lek girl named Numa and them almost being devoured by some Gutkurrs, the Commanders hand grazes your leg. Your eyes quickly dart down at the sensation. Warm tendrils spread throughout your body. Whidding through you and unearthing a thought, a feeling, you had long ago buried. You quickly push it out, like the unrequited and unwelcome visitor that it is. The boys have always been touch starved and with the added catalyst of alcohol, this wasn't something to be unexpected, just a bit unusual.

This accidentally graze turns into mindless tapping, a slight tick that you had never notice him have before. Eventually his hand is spread wide over your knee, his palm lazily raising and falling to the beat of the story, until it wasn’t. His hand lays idly across your leg, encasing your knee. An overwhelming feeling is starting to seep through, beginning to cloud your judgment.

You wanted to drop-kick the man. Even after all these years, your knee is still uncomfortable sensitive to touch after your surgery. Of course he didn’t know that, so you tried to change the position of his hand ever so slightly. He looks to his other side giving your leg a light squeeze, you wonder just how long they waited for your arrival and how many drinks they downed beforehand for him to be so ‘touchy’. He didn’t look inebriated but you also knew most of the men could hold their alcohol well. It’s not like you minded, just was wondering.

With an amused grin still on his face, Cody endeavours to referee the petty argument that has erupted between Boil and Wooley as of who was closer to being devoured by a Gutkurr.

“I felt the breathe of the kriffin’ beast on the back of my neck before I was able to narrowly escape, jumpin’ down the hidden passageway!”

“Yeah well, I had the things jaw inches away from me, so close that its breath fogged up my visor!”

“You both looked death in the face and survived , its not something new for us clones.” Interceded Cody.

“Well, for what it’s worth, I’m happy that the Gutkurrs didn’t eat you... Wooley.” you teased, sticking your tongue out at Boil as you reached across the table to give Wooley a comforting pat on the hand.

“Yeah well, Wooley would have probably given the poor Gutkurrs an awful hairball.” Retorted Boil with mischievous smirk.

“Hay!”

You start sliding out of the booth and feel the Commanders touch tighten ever so slightly around your leg. “Everyone down for another round?" With your question his hold releases. You blame tingling sensation coursing through you, on your emptied drink already taking affect.

"Do you need some assistance?"

"No, no Commander you can relax, I got th—" your voice raises an octave as your foot catches something, for a brief moment wondering if you’ve really only had one drink. Luckily Cody was near enough to catch your flailing hand.

"You sure?" he teased, his touch lingering a moment longer then necessary.

"Yes, I was just testing your reaction time, above average sir." You laughed, trying to gain some composer over your mounting embarrassment. "No worries men, your drinks will be safe in these hands."

Dusting the embarrassment off your skirt you embark on your mission, weaving your way through the crowd and making it to the bar in one piece. Placing your order, you decide to reorder that blue concoction the Commander got you. He knew you had a sweet tooth but also like a good tartness to balance things out and you honestly couldn't have chosen a more perfect drink. Sometimes it felt like he knew you better then you did yourself.

“But thats his job isn't? Being Marshall Commander he needs to know his troops.” You speciously reasoned to yourself waiting for your order.

******

“It looks like its going well Commander.” Commented Wooley from across the table. Cody doesn’t respond, his eyes still haven’t left you. Admiring you from a far as you place the order at the bar. He inhales deeply. Reminiscing all the little moments he has shared with you so far.

“What do ya think?” Questioned Longshot. “Like how do you think everything is going so far?” Cody turns his attention back to his brothers, mulling over the question for a moment.

“Good, I think... I mean we haven't really talked much. Just taking things slow...nothing too upfront and obvious. I'm being subtle but she seems very... reseptive...”

“Wow! You’re really struggling.” Wooley states. “Yeah I’ve never seen the Commander so unsure of himself.” Boil pipes in with a wide grin.

They all laugh at their ori’vod and Waxers gives him a a light punch in the shoulder. Cody gives a Commanders’ glare and they immediately stiffen, remembering he has the power to assign them to polish astromech units for the next week in retaliation. Cutting the silence Boil wonders out loud

“Does she know that this is a date? Or does she just think we are all hanging out?” Cody doesn't have time to respond as you make your way back to the table drinks in hand.

******

Taking a few sips of your drink you maneuver through the crowd with relative ease. Making it safely back to your booth, you place the drinks on the table.

“See boys! Safe in these hands.” you giggled with one hand on your hip and the other doing a ‘jazz hand’. The Commander chuckles and gives you smile could light up the whole of Coruscant. You loved h—....You liked seeing him smile and happy like this.

“ I always feel—“ Codys’ remark is cut short when you feel a light tap of a gloved finger on your shoulder. “Kix!” you squeal jumping into the troopers arms, he lifts you off the ground slightly swinging you back and forth. “How are you?”

“I’m doing great!”

“Do you wanna dance?”

“Uh, yes of course.” Not that it would have mattered what you said. Kix barely gives you enough time to respond before he is pulling you away.

"I guess that answers my question." You caught Boil saying as Kix guides you towards the dance floor.

Swaying distractedly to the music you and Kix play catch up. You wished the hands of time didn’t move so fast. You remember like it was yesterday when you first got accepted and placed on field assignment as a medic, Kix was your mentor. He taught you the difference between hypothetical situation and reality. That what the books taught and what happened in the real world didn't always line up. He was your first and oldest friend in the GAR.

*******

“It's okay Commander...” Waxer let his sentence trail off. Their Commander wasn't saying anything but everything about him said he wasn’t okay.

Cody was lost in his thoughts, replaying the night. Going through and analyzing each moment. Trying to figure out what went wrong. When it went wrong. How he didn’t see this coming. He thought it was going so well. You letting him place a hand on your knee, and then you moved it to rest on your thigh. He replayed the scene again in his head.

You moved it.

“I had to look away so you wouldn't notice me blush.” He thought. “And then that damn skirt, like you didn't know how it was hugging your curves. Isn’t that why you didn't want my help to get the drinks? It was an invitation to watch you. Oh men, did I watch...You were flirting with me weren’t you?” He wonders silently. The Commander looks back to you and notices the blue marking on the troopers armor. This meant that what’s his name.

“Kix!” he practically snarls under his breathe, is part of the 501st. Cody makes a mental note of this. He was going to talk to Rex later about this trooper.

“You know sir, if you want her you have to fight for her." Pointed out Boil “But not really ‘fight, fight’. More Like ask her to dance kind of fight is what Boil is trying to say.” Clarified Waxer.

“Like you’ve said before sir, ‘there is always a way.’” Wooley said giving his Commander a half smile for encouragement and the other all nod their head in agreement.

Cody balls his hands into a fist and releases them several times. Almost like he is trying to pump the blood for his dying heart. He gulps back his second drink of the night to steady his nerves and finally stands, taking a few tentative steps forward. You had never looked more beautiful. Never looked so happy. Never looked at him like that. He hears you laugh at something the trooper is saying. It cuts through his chest like a blaster bolt.

*******

“Awww Kix! I’m so happy for you, she sounds very nice. You better introduction me to her.”

“I will, I will.” he promises. You give his neck a loving but firm squeeze to make it clear “I’d prefer sooner rather then later.”

“I will I said! Just gotta make sure she knows she my girlfriend first.”

You laugh and shake your head grinning . Such confident men on a battlefield but most are lost puppies when it comes to human interaction that’s not their brothers. You guess it's a by product of how they have been raised on Kamino.

“It's so good to see you again.” You smile, bringing your focusing back to your friend.

“It is good to see you again, even though I feel like I'm about to get beat up.”

You scrunch your eyebrows at him and look to your sides. Kix spins you so your facing towards your booth. Your confusion growing more and more. You don't see anything off. No one in particular itching for a fight. The only thing you notice is Cody returning to his seat.

“What are you talking about? Who’s going to beat you up?” You asked puzzled. He ignores your question, opting instead to quickly twirl and then dip you in one fluid motion as the song ends. You give Kix a ‘I’m going see you again soon’ hug and head back to your boys.

“The guys at the 501st miss you, don't be a stranger.” You turn around to face Kix again. “I’d prefer sooner rather then later.” He quips. Half rolling your eyes at him you mouth ‘I promise’. You did miss the boys at the 501st. They definitely kept you on your toes but you enjoy the relative peace and calm of the 212th. They feel like a home away from home.

******

You sense a change as you sit back down. Not sure what it is but definitely a tension in the group now. You assume Boil made and ill advised joke at the expense of one of his brothers. Distracting yourself, you bob your head to the music finishing the last of your cocktail.

“I forgot how much I like to dance.” You said trying fill the quiet that has engulfed the group. “Kix is such a sweetheart. He helped shape me into the medic that I am... And now he has a girlfriend! Hmmm, time is one of those things that never slows down, not stoping for anything.”

“He has a girlfriend?” questions Boil, thankfully stopping you from rambling on any further. All the others were equally interested in this tidbit of gossip, all except the Commander, who seems worn out from his day, with his head slightly bowed and his eyes closed.

“Yeah and she sounds like a sweetheart, I told him that he better introduces me to her soon.”

“Would you like to dance?” Muttered the Commander, his question rushing out like one long word.

“Yeah, it’s a lot of fun.” you replied catching only the tail end of what he said, completely oblivious to his request.

Waxer nudges his ori’vod softly and he takes a deep breathe to musters up his confidence once more. “Will you dance with me?”

“Yes.” You softly answer without hesitation. Placing his hand on the small of your back he leads you to the dance floor. He tentatively wraps his arm around your waist bringing you in close and as if on cue the music slows and the room seemingly quiets. You look up to meet his gaze. He gives you his small, warm smile, a smile you had seen hundreds of time before. But now? Now it has a hidden meaning. Like secret code that only you have, always had, the key to. Delicately he moves you to the music, holding your hand over his rapidly beating heart.

Your own heart in sync with his.

The feelings you had tried to keep at bay, rush through you with every heighten pump of your heart. Breaking through the barriers you had built like torrent flood waters. Every reason why this can’t work and each regulation you’ve reread is drowned out. This emotion, one that you would not yet dare put a name to, washes over you in pure and beautifully simple waves.

You two are alone in the crowded bar, safely hidden in the privacy of each other eyes. Overcome you kiss Cody. You kiss him and he reciprocates the gesture, tenderly cupping your face deepening the kiss. You are oblivious to four overly enthusiastic troopers cheering in a booth. Oblivious to a 501st medic wondering were his introduction was. You are oblivious to everyone and everything but the man in front of you.

And for a few perfect moments time standstill.

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Hiiiiiiiiii, I want to know everything about all of your wips, so whatever you want to share makes me a very happy Ash:)

heeee I have so many I could share and I'm not sure where to start lol!

Cody/Wooley shower saucy is precisely what it says on the tin but it's also ridiculous soft and a gift bribe for @voices-of-my-brothers for a fic they're writing.

I'm pretty sure you know most of my others on the list and if you want more specifics on any of them, feel free to ask.

I would like to talk about my Time Travel AU because I'm actually really excited for it. It's another 212th Appreciation Week prompt, but it's gonna end up being several fics long.

A group of 212th members end up flung into the past and de-aged to about 10-12 years old nat-born age. They are on Mandalore and need to find a way to one of the cities where they discover that they're in the past and also that Jaster Mereel and Jango Fett were thrown back into the past (their ghosts from the future were put in their past bodies).

They discover the chips after Mij and Jaster demanding full medical exams for all of them, just in case they got injured on their way to Keldabe, but they're unable to actually remove them before they have to go and rescue Obi-Wan.

As soon as they'd gotten to a place where they could, Cody started trying to figure out where Obi-Wan was, and called the Temple. Naturally, they don't hand out information in Initiates and especially not to Mandalorian children, so Cody is forced to get Crys to slice into their records. They find out that Obi-Wan is on Bandomeer for some strange reason and is part of the Agri-Corps (which is *not* supposed to happen in their opinion. Obi-Wan is a Jedi!)

They need to go rescue Obi-Wan, and that's when the first fic ends.

The second fic is from Obi-Wan's perspective in the mines of Bandomeer where he was joined by Alphas 17 and 16 (Alpha-16 is @ninjatwins oc). They're rescued by the 212th (or they rescue themselves and are met on the way out by the 212th) and they take all three to Mandalore because they're not going to let Jinn take Obi-Wan away from them (sorry to anyone who likes Qui-Gon Jinn, but he doesn't really play a big role in this). The second fic ends with Mace showing up on Mandalore after he'd woken up in his past body with a message from an anonymous tipper (Alpha-16) explaining Obi-Wan's situation and info from Qui-Gon that Obi-Wan was taken by a pack of small Mandalorians. Mace figured that if anyone else was trapped in this time travel force bullshit, it would be Obi-Wan and the 212th so he goes and he gets to take on Obi-Wan as his padawan!

Not sure where I'll go from here, but another important thing of note is that Tarre Vizsla was the one to send everyone back in time because he wanted more Mandalorian Jedi and the clones were the best link between the two cultures, but Jaster as Mand'alor was the best opportunity for it to happen. Best of both worlds.

Also, Jaster was in a triad relationship (platonic or romantic doesn't really matter) with Master Fay and a Goran Mikkel (my OC who is the same species as Master Fay and who is an incredibly important person in Mandalorian culture). So lots of fun there :D

Thank you for this delightful ask Ash! I really do love talking about my wips and I'm sorry this one was so long lol

#ask and lizzie answers #wip game #time travel au #true mandalorian au #because I love the true mandalorians #and jaster deserves to be a grandpa #he's gonna show so much love to those kids #he's so excited to finally be able to hug them properly

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