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snippy-tano · 1 year

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hello everyone and surprise!

this fic is for @haven-is-happy!!

I decided to sign up and participate in a fic exchange, specifically a clone fic exchange (organized by @cloneficgiftexchange!) and I was given you @haven-is-happy! I really hope you like and enjoy this. I had a lot of fun writing it. It was sooooo hard to pick which clone to write about, so I ended up numbering them randomly and rolling some dice. Kix was the winner!

the fic is a bit...suggestive in the beginning, so I hope you don’t mind! I know you said you were cool with smut, but I’m not really a writing-smut kinda gal, but!! i am more than fine being a little suggestive ;)

I really hope you like this!!! please let me know!! :)))))

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Lucky

Your morning started out pretty perfect.

You woke to the arm wrapped around your middle tightening ever so slightly. You sighed happily, turning over to wrap your arm around the trooper beside you.

“Mornin’” Kix said and you buried your nose in his neck.

“Good morning.”

He let out a deep breath, hand burning a trail up and down your bare spine. You tangled your legs with his, tugging him impossibly closer.

“Do we have to get up?” You breathed and Kix’s chest rumbled against yours.

“We do. Eventually.”

The two of you lapsed into silence and you could feel yourself starting to doze back off. But you forced yourself back awake, knowing that one of you needed to start the process of getting ready for the day.

“What time is it?” You asked and Kix huffed, turning slightly so he could see the chronometer on the wall.

“A little after 0600.” He replied and you hummed in response.

Almost simultaneously, you both tensed.

Kix was late for his shift in the medbay. Very late.

He practically pushed you off of him, tripping over your intertwined legs and hitting the floor with a loud thump. You laughed as he cursed, rushing to his feet.

You rolled over, pulling the blankets against your chest. You watched as he scrambled to pull on his clothes and armor, stumbling around your small quarters. You could have gotten up to help him, but he seemed to have it under control, so you just watched him. He ran out with a flourish, calling a goodbye over his shoulder as the door slid shut behind him.

You counted in your head until the door opened again as Kix ran in. He pressed his lips to your forehead before turning and running back out the door. You laughed to yourself as you slumped back into the warm covers. It was still early and you had time until your shift, but you should still probably start getting ready so as to not be rushed like Kix had been.

With a groan, you rolled out of bed, gently folding the worn blankets so they would be ready that evening. You headed into the small refresher, washing your face and brushing your teeth. It was when you headed back into your room that you noticed Kix’s datapad half buried under your uniform shirt that had been tossed the night before.

You thought back to the night before and felt your heart jump in your chest. It had been a pretty great night.

You glanced at the door before releasing a fond sigh.

What were you going to do with him?

You picked up your uniform and set it on the bed before returning to the ‘fresher. You styled your hair and got dressed in your uniform, tidying up along the way. When you were ready, you grabbed his datapad before heading out.

You made a quick stop at the mess hall, grabbing yourself something to eat on the way and something small for Kix since you knew he did not think of grabbing something since he was so late. A few troopers said hello to you on your walk to the medbay and you returned their greetings with a smile.

When you finally walked into the medbay, it was quiet. It was still early, so save for a few troopers checking in, most of the medics were restocking supplies and cleaning up. Your eyes fixed on Kix almost immediately. He was standing near the middle of the medbay, sorting through a crate of supplies that were datestamped from the day before.

You watched him for a moment as he dug around inside before glancing beside the crate. His eyebrows furrowed as he moved a few things aside, almost as if he was looking for something. Kix stepped back, rubbing the back of his neck.

You almost felt sorry for him.

Almost.

You decided to put him out of his misery and approached him, tapping him on the shoulder. When he looked at you, his face portrayed confusion, but his eyes were shining as he smiled.

“What are you doing here? Are you on your way to your shift?” He asked and you nodded. “I am, but I needed to stop by here first.” You said and he took a step closer, voice dropping.

You were keenly aware of the other medics in the medbay, but you weren’t about to backdown from a challenge. Besides, most of the medics knew about the nature of your relationship and it was a well kept secret among those who frequented the medbay.

Kix hummed. “What? Couldn’t wait and needed to see me before you started your shift?”

You smiled, before moving the datapad from behind your back and holding it in front of you. His eyes darted down before he flushed.

“Ah. Yes. Thank you for that.” He said with an awkward chuckle as you continued to smile at him.

Without saying anything else, you held up a piece of fruit and some bread you’d brought him from the mess hall. His eyes brightened and he melted.

“How did I get so lucky?” He asked, taking everything from your hands before setting it on the crate next to him.

It was your turn to hum, finger tapping your chin. “Luck had nothing to do with it.”

Kix wrapped an arm around your shoulders with a smile, pressing another kiss to your forehead. “Thank you.”

You returned his embrace, letting your head thump against him. “Any time.”

He pulled back before pressing a quick kiss to your lips. “Don’t worry, I will thank you properly later.”

It was your turn to flush slightly, smiling widely. If it was anything like the night before, you were absolutely going to enjoy it. “I look forward to it then.”

He grinned just as broadly as you stepped back and straightened. “Get back to work, trooper.”

“Yessir.” He drawled and you flashed him another smile before turning and heading out of the medbay. Before the door shut, you could hear the other medics begin teasing Kix with well-meaning jabs as he protested. You smiled to yourself as you headed to your own post.

Kix livened up your life in a way you never imagined.

You looked after him, and he looked after you. It was everything to two individuals serving in a war. You would do your best to make sure that every day was a good one, both of you deserved that much. Kix was it for you. And you’d do anything for him.

[And if later that night Kix did in fact express his many, many thanks, you took the chance to thank him right back.]

#clone fic gift exchange #i hope you like this bb!!#kix x reader #medic kix x reader #clone x reader #the clone wars #star wars #tcw

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msvblight · 4 months

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Been thinking about my character for a Star wars TTRPG that hasn't taken off yet, and how obsessed I am with his background.

Korso, a clone commando that was a trooper all the way back to the first battle of the clone wars.

Part of a squad of commandos comprised of:

- Himself, though at that time he was known as Motorpool: mechanic and explosives expert

- Dewback: heavy weapons, named as such because he likes to hit the gym and got very buff

- Sawbones: medic

- Dice: sniper, named because of his... Strange luck. He's been the only survivor of seven incidents of his transport being shot down, and has a habit of making shots that require great luck.

The squad also had Jae, a Jedi assigned to lead them and the five quickly became not just comrades but friends. One of Korso's most prizes possessions is a picture of him and his squad with Jae and his wife - and their newborn child Hal.

Of course, things go wrong. Order 66.

The four clones turned on Jae as their chips activated. Dewback lost an arm and Dice was killed by the jedi immediately. As Jae desperately tried to get his closest friend, Korso, to snap out of it, by lifting him into the air, Korso shot him dead.

The drop, small as it was, caused Korso to land awkwardly, hitting his head and breaking his chip. Now free he as horrified by his actions and fled. The ensuing escape forcing him to kill Dewback and Sawbones.

Korso spent the next sixteen years travelling the outer rim in self imposed exile. Taking on his name and staying away from the Empire.

Sixteen long years until a teenager arrived at his doorstep asking for Motorpool. That young man being Hal, Jae's son. Sent to find Korso by his mother as her last wish before her death.

Now Korso is old, grumpy and jaded. Having to confront his shattering guilt as he tries to keep the force sensitive son of his closest friend, whom he murdered, safe in a galaxy where there is no safety.

I may have also based his personality, attitude and appearance on Mike from breaking bad.

#ttrpg #writing #writer #oc #star wars

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writer59january13 · 1 year

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The boss aka Bruce Springsteen and the E Street band

Bruce Frederick Joseph Springsteen

born at Monmouth Medical Center

in Long Branch, New Jersey,

on September 23, 1949.

His nationalities include hodgepodge

of Dutch, Irish, and Italian descent.

He grew up Catholic in Freehold, New Jersey.

I dedicate the following poem

to aforementioned musician, whose figurative guitar finger kept on the throbbing pulse resoundingly reverberating

across American heartland.

this cautious man (bobby jean) born in the u.s.a.

grownin’ up in the badlands of atlantic city

bonded with blood brothers

felt born to run along backstreets

in brilliant disguise that did cover me

frequently blinded by the light

of the full moon

casting silhouettes against darkness

on the edge of town

which lunar shafts pierced candy’s room,

while immersed in book of dreams

describing better days on a Cadillac ranch

where devils & dust - visible dancing in the dark

celebrating like calendar showered 4th of july

or other glory days in darlington county

even though I ain’t got you.

livin’ in the future

mine hungry heart hankered

and felt like I’m on fire

for you, this fire in me craved human touch

desire - roaring into the ole factory fire

because I wanna marry you

because the night populated

with girls in their summer clothes

each dazzling like 57 channels (and nothin’ on)

in imagination of my american skin

descended from when adam raised a cain

before last to die forecasting kingdom of days

now dwelling in celestial mansion on the hill.

now rightfully claim status of I’m a rocker/ local hero and I’m goin’ down

meeting across the river

if I should fall behind

on the downbound train as living proof

within light of day magic jungleland

policed by highway patrolman i.e. johnny 99

alias johnny bye bye – held up without a gun

defending this lucky town

established on Matamoras banks

from an incident on 57th street

thus celebrated

as local hero every independence day

when, with murder incorporated

firing point blank out in the street

that staccato new york city serenade

from no surrender outlaw pete

originally from nebraska.

it’s hard to be a saint in the city open all night

within my hometown

once my father’s house, now my city of ruins

where tis moot to ask

does this bus stop at 82nd street?

one step up

into the pink Cadillac

hops the ramrod queen of the supermarket

teasing audio dials sans radio nowhere

a red headed woman

racing in the street toward secret garden

to save my love –

with thee angel rosalita (come out tonight)

offering reason

to believe roll of the dice real world

and to prove it all night

from spare parts – shards of roulette wheel

housing souls of the departed

please save my love and stolen car

for sherry darling – that spirit in the night

she’s the one among souls of the departed

no longer stopped by state trooper

precinct based along streets of philadelphia

some crackling like streets of fire

straight time mandate

for those armed to the teeth

along tenth avenue freeze-out.

requiem per terry’s song – what love can do

accompanied by e street shuffle

performed in somber tones

rumbling down thunder road

for souls of used cars

two hearts crushed

along this hard land

for: the ghost of tom joad

the last carnival homage

to wild billy’s circus story

the price you pay when you’re alone

working on a dream

now wreck on the highway.

we take care of our own from youngstown

when heading of to the promised land

the rising distant mystical eden

where you can look,

(but you’d better not touch)

espying the river of salvation

joining eternally the ties that bind

a tunnel of love

or like the wrestler

pinning opponent tougher than the rest

like laborers working on the highway

chiseled like this hard land!

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phoenixyfriend · 3 years

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Rey Gives No F*cks About the Grandfather Paradox

Okay so since nobody’s suggested a fic under these terms, I ended up expanding on this post on discord and things snowballed. We kept to the basics of the entire plot revolving around Rey really hating her grandad and leveraging her blood relation to not be unalived about it.

With contributions by @atagotiak, @dracothulhu, @thepallaspalace, and several others. The title comes from @gelpenss.

The basic thing I absolutely need is this: Rey gets thrown back to the middle of the clone wars, and the subsequent plot leans in really heavily on her being, genetically-via-clone-dad, the daughter of the guy running the entire galaxy.

Nobody knows what to do with her.

The timing is mid-TCW for the past (because I want Ahsoka there) and vaguely between Episodes 8 and 9 because I... never watched E9 and don’t want to worry about the timeline. The only things that matter is that Luke is dead (he can die as he did in canon) and that Rey knows she’s Palp’s granddaughter (not the way she does in canon).

We'll say Luke found out from Anakin's panicked force-ghost and just went "well, fuck, okay, I should tell her this before she ends up in a situation like mine and finds out mid-battle or something."

Luke, prior to time-travel: Okay, so, now that I'm dead I know some things I didn't before. Like who your parents were. In the interest of full disclosure because I was in a very similar situation and I don't want you learning the way I did, I'm just going to come right out and say that your father was a clone was Sheev Palpatine. Rey: ... Luke: Are you okay? Rey: I don't know who that is.

(She grew up on Jakku, the history education was a little subpar.)

Setting The Scene

Imagine Rey showing up during or immediately before the clone wars. There’s this phenomenally powerful feral teenager from a desert backwater who tells you that if you ran a paternity test, it would probably pop up the Chancellor. She may or may not bring up cloning. She accuses said Chancellor of being a Sith Lord.

Your other phenomenally powerful feral teenager from a desert backwater, who may not be a teenager anymore but only barely, is very offended by this because Palpatine’s a Very Nice Old Grandfather Figure, but also he’s a little full of side-eye because if the blood test comes back as proof, then Palpatine had a kid and didn’t even know about them, or lied to Anakin, and that’s! Bad! Family’s important!!!

Palpatine hears about this daughter he apparently? Has? And is very confused because the timing doesn’t match up with ANYTHING he was doing, so the kid isn’t natural, and he says as much. (There is an explanation! It’s not a correct explanation, but he does come up with one.)

Finn and Poe and BB-8 all get dragged along because why not have the gang there? Nobody that’s already born, because [handwave] conservation of souls or something, IDK, point is the only person dragged along that’s even remotely close to already existing is Luke’s Force Ghost, who mostly hangs around begging Rey to be less impulsive. Finn is good because he is a nice polite boy, but for actual useful information they need Poe. The unfortunate situation is that the three do not land together. They land at the same time, in completely different corners of the galaxy. This means that nobody is there to curb Rey being her most impulsive self.

Time travel Rey knows two things. Luke’s dad ends up evil. Palpatine has always been evil.

She can solve one of these problems by killing the other, yes?

Rey: Ready to Rumble

See, the initial idea was this: Rey tried to break into the senate to kill Palpatine, got arrested, and then used the "he's biologically my father" card to get out of jail free. (Force Ghost Luke follows her like “please take five seconds to think this through.”)

But.

It would be very, very, very funny if The Force just dumps her in a flash of light in the senate building and she just attacks Gramps on sight. Just a shouted "YOU!" and no-hesitation attempted murder.

Palpatine has no idea what's going on.

Rey took maybe two seconds to get identity confirmation and then started swinging.

[Image Description: An individual in a green metal helmet with an eye slit, holding a pistol. In the upper left, upper right, and lower middle are the phrases “I do not know who I am...” “I don’t know why I’m here” and “All I know is that I must kill.” End description.]

Of course, she gets arrested. There are Master Jedi in the Senate. There are Clone Troopers. Palpatine isn’t the weak old man he pretends to be. Of course she’s stopped.

But she isn’t executed in time for Palpatine to stop her from ruining his entire reputation.

Immediately after Rey fails to kill her Shitty Granddad, Luke's ghost shows up and begs her to not talk about the Sith thing because it will completely undermine everything she's trying to do. Pass off the attempted murder as something else!

Rey, panicking: "that fucker left me on a desert planet for 10 years!" "You owe me 19 years of child support you son of a Hutt!"

The Jedi have to do the investigation, because the girl showed up with a laser sword, and the conversation is, uh... interesting. (“Where did you get that lightsaber?” “I got it from a mysterious old pirate lady I never met before. I don't know, I was being shown around by a smuggler and a Wookie.”)

Interviewer: Why did you try to assassinate the Chancellor? Luke: Say it wasn't assassination. Rey: It wasn't assassination. Int: You weren't trying to kill him? Luke: Assassination has to be politically motivated. Rey: This was, um... not political. Assassination is political, right? Int: You mean this was personally motivated? Rey: Yes. Int: I see. What personal motivation? Luke: Jakku! Rey: He's my grandfather. Int: ... Rey: Possibly father. Nobody was very clear on that. Int: ... Luke: Tell them to run a paternity test. Rey: Oh hey, a blood test would tell us which, right? Int: ............ Rey: I spent ten years as an orphaned scrapdealer on Jakku. He's my father. I'm kind of a little angry. Int: ........... Luke: Good job, kid. You bought yourself some time. Int: I'm going to get a medic to see about that parternity test.

Obviously, it comes back positive. Congratulations, Sheev, you’re the father.

Rey comes with a ready-made built-in excuse for hating Palpatine that nobody can question or fault her for!

Rey, pouring Truth into the Force: I didn't even know I was related to the Chancellor until a few months ago, but it's his fault I grew up the way I did, and he should take some responsibility!

The entire thing is mostly kept hush hush but someone leaks it to the press and Palpatine's ratings tank.

"Chancellor, I think we'll need to waive family visitation until she wants you a little less dead." "I would like to find out why she wants me dead, and indeed, where she came from." "...sir, for your own safety--"

Who would win? A master plan years in the making spanning decades of manipulating and work? or One (1) paternity test

"Okay, so, Rey Palpat--" "Ew, no, I don't want his name." "You--okay. Sure, we can understand that. Is there a name you would prefer to put on the paperwork?" Rey, who would have gone by Skywalker in honor of Luke but can't do that when Anakin is right there and all: "Can I think about it?"

Rey: I don't know what I want my last name to be but I know I don't want his, and most of the people I’d want a name from have famous families like you... Luke's ghost, pointing out the Literal Nobody that she cares about a lot: How about Solo? Rey: ...Solo, then.

(A few months later she runs into Poe again and he offers for Finn and Rey to both take his name because honestly they need SOMETHING but at that point she’s already decided on Smuggler Dad.)

Backtrack a bit. We’ve got a bigger cast.

They all arrive separately. Poe, for one, does better than Rey, who is aiming for a murder, but not quite as well as Finn, who is currently being adopted and hidden like a secret cat by a bunch of Alpha Clones on Kamino. He vibes with the names-or-numbers thing. He doesn’t necessarily tell them where and when he’s from, but he’s very sweet and a great liar and they adopt him wholesale anyway.

The Finn situation is just... "Buir Ti, we need you to hide this man, we've decided he's our little brother but if Nala Se finds out she'll make him leave."

Of course, this leads into Shaak Ti teaching Finn how to Jedi.

Maybe consider Finn needing to almost be tricked into learning Jedi things because he willfully forgets it could apply to him. Finn does not like to think of himself as special, which is super valid, but frustrating for Shaak Ti when it comes to, you know, getting him to acquire knowledge. Finn's training at some point is "here, levitate objects with the Force to entertain the tubies." It’s a lot easier to convince him to practice when it involves the babies.

(Everyone on Kamino looked at Finn and went “oh I love him I’m keeping him and teaching him things.”)

(He’s just very lovable.)

Poe, meanwhile, buys the trust of Anakin Skywalker via R2D2 declaring BB-8 the absolute most baby of droids. R2D2 met BB-8 three hours ago but.

"Hey Obi-Wan this is Poe I met him like five days ago but R2D2 says he checks out because his droid is a baby." "That's nice, Anakin, did you know the Chancellor has a daughter who tried to assassinate him in broad daylight yesterday? Because guess who had to stop the Chancellor from getting assassinated by his daughter in broad daylight yesterday."

A summary so far:

Finn, on Kamino: Hey, um, I don't know where this is, but it's not where I was a few minutes ago. Do you think you could get me a comm? What's your name? Poe, on [dice roll] Denon: Oh, hey, you're General Skywalker? Nice to meet you, I'm so sorry about my droid, she's a little excitable and thought your R2 unit looked like a friend of hers-- Rey, on Coruscant: DIE, GRANDFATHER

Finn: [Peacefully vibing on Kamino, unaware of the chaos and bonding with the clones] Poe: [Trying to explain how he knows someone who tried to kill the chancellor and defend Rey] Rey: [Arrested for trying to kill the chancellor]

Just... just...

Anakin: Some guy ended up lost on base yesterday with his droid, how’s your day going? Obi-Wan: I had to stop someone who claims to be the chancellors daughter from murdering the chancellor after she seemingly blinked into existence in the Senate building. Poe: 😐

(Poe: Oh, so that's where Chaos^2 went.)

Poe: In her defense, she is his... well we don't know if she's his daughter or granddaughter, but she's definitely related to him, and she definitely grew up in a shitty situation that was his fault, so...

(Poe is trying very hard to explain this and not get arrested on the military base.)

As you’ve probably guessed, what's especially funny about all of this for me is the fact that Palpatine is fully aware that this girl shouldn't exist, but can't find a single piece of evidence about where she came from. He didn't start any experiments that could result in a female child, and he didn't have sex in that period of time, so where the hell--

Rey spends so much time in jail... BUT they do eventually assign her a Jedi Master. Possibly before she actually proves her evil grandfather is in fact evil. Most votes went to either Plo Koon or Obi-Wan. Plo, because he’s dad-shaped, and Obi...

"Obi-Wan, you already raised one feral desert child with implausible amounts of power, you handle this." Rey in return is very "Sweet, you vaguely remind me of Master Luke," and nobody knows who the hell she's talking about. Obi-Wan is NOT on board with this plan, she'd really be better off with Plo or like........ Mace.

Reunion Tour

What I need out of this is the eventual Finn and Rey reunion scene that is just excited screaming while someone in the background explains to Shaak Ti that yes this is apparently Palpatine's terrifyingly force-sensitive daughter who hates him.

(Finn senses Rey’s approach and just. Gathers the everyone to wait. He’s just :D REY MY FRIEND REY GUYS MY FRIEND REY IS COMING.)

Anakin shows up with Poe--just a guy who signed on to the military, no big deal--and then Poe and Rey are EXCITED and everyone's just like "Cool, how do you know this literal terrorist child?" And Poe has to scramble and "Uhhhhhhhhhhhh she saved my droid from a scrapheap once and BB-8 is basically my child so I owe her one."

Rey knows that Anakin ends up evil so she’s maybe not actively hostile but definitely very “I’m watching you.” That said, she vibes with him on a lot of things that he maybe doesn’t actively notice.

Rey picks up a snake, snaps off the head for venom avoidance, and starts biting off chunks. Obi-Wan's reaction: [undisguised horror] Anakin and Ahsoka: Ooh, where'd you find that? (Obi-Wan: And now I’m up to three feral children.)

What Does Palpatine Even Do?

OBVIOUSLY at a certain point, Palpatine is just phoning up every ally he has to figure out who broke protocol to synthesize a daughter for him.

So of course, Palpatine blame Plagueis.

She'd have been born five or so years before Naboo, just a few years younger than Anakin. It's such an EASY theory to build a conspiracy around. It is ENTIRELY WRONG, but it’s plausible! And anyone who might have been involved to say otherwise is probably dead!

A random bio-kid shows up you can’t possibly have contributed genes to? Maybe it’s the evil bio spark that did it.

Palpatine tries to placate her with the ‘my genes were stolen for an experiment and I didn’t know’ thing. It doesn’t work because her actual main complaint is he’s evil in her future but he tries.

It'd be a struggle to even get access to her, because of the aforementioned “maybe don’t try to talk to the daughter(?) that hates you” thing, but you know who Palpatine does have access to? The Chosen One.

Rey kind of decides on her favorites early on (she gravitates to Dad Energy and Sad Old Men so Plo and Obi-Wan are on her list, and that means decent time around Anakin and Ahsoka). It's really easy to talk Anakin into helping to some degree because "he'd like to connect to a daughter he never knew" and "a child of her power on a planet like that, you'd know her struggle, my dear boy" and so on. Anakin tries to connect! He tries to play up Sheev’s kind political work and how it can’t have really been his fault! It doesn’t work. Rey does not believe a word of it. Mostly she doesn’t even seem to hear him.

Rey's just like "...oh right, you're the melted mask that Kylo Ren was always ranting about," which means absolutely NOTHING to Anakin, but he mentions it to Palps, who loses his goddamn mind trying to figure out what she's talking about, because it also means absolutely nothing to him.

Here’s the thing: Rey’s already decided that Obi-Wan is cool, because Luke said so, and Plo Koon is dad-shaped, and she also gravitates towards earnest kindness in general, like she made friends with Finn real quick, so Ahsoka? Already getting along great.

She doesn’t dislike Anakin, really, he isn’t evil yet, he’s just... meh. She’s a little suspicious and she likes him less than the others but... Anakin.

Rey, to Anakin: You are my least favorite. Anakin, to Palpatine: YOUR DAUGHTER HATES ME???

And he goes from “she’s a lil standoffish” to “she doesn’t like me” to “she hates me” as is normal for Anakin.

It’s just an escalation of this one time Palpatine wants Anakin to not have rifts and trust issues with a person, at least not until later, because he needs information.

Meanwhile, that very moment, Rey is just like "huh, nobody here is listening to me about how make a sixth-hand carburetor work, where's Luke's dad?"

Anakin is venting to Palpatine about how hard it is to talk to Rey, and she's over in the Temple just like "Hey, that guy was useful last time, I should ask him," but also she only ever thinks of him as Luke's Dad.

(At one point, Obi-Wan is having a bit of a break down, and then Anakin starts having a breakdown about that, meanwhile the clones are (badly) trying to hide Finn behind their backs, Rey is watching Ahsoka practice and being like "I want two lightsabers," and Poe is trying to keep R2 from stealing BB-8 and Force Ghost Luke is just face palming in the background.)

(Rey deserved a saber staff, maybe one that can detach and turn into a jar’kai set. Possibly a pike. Mostly I just wish she got more chances to whack things with a big stick.)

#Rey #Finn #Poe Dameron #Sheev Palpatine #Luke Skywalker #Anakin Skywalker #Obi Wan Kenobi #Darth Sidious #Plo Koon #Shaak Ti #Ahsoka Tano #r2d2 #bb 8 #star wars #time travel #Rey and the Grandfather Paradox #Phoenix Posts

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brainless-moe-white-lotus · 3 years

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1137

1139

1151

35 (Excelsior Company)

6/298

A'den

A'den Skirata

Able

Able-472

Ace

Ace (ARC trooper)

Aeon

Alpha-17

Alpha 332

Alpha 662

Alpha 989

Amp

Ando

Appo

Archer

Arkat

Atin Skirata

Attie

Aven

Axe

Ayar

Bacara

Bammer

Banks

Baris

Barlex

Barr

Barrage

Basher

Bek

Bel

Bellow

Bellows

Beta 030

Beta 963

Big-Mouth

Blackout

Blasty

Blitz

Blue Leader

Blue Six

Blunt

Bly

Boba Fett

Bogey 1212

Bogey 3856

Bogey 4409

Bogey 5632

Bogey 9662

Boil

Bolt

Boomer

Boost

Boro

Boss

Bouncer

Bow

Bravo 4

Breaker

Breaker (Breakout Squad)

Bren

Broadside

Brolis

Bry

Burner

Buzz

Byl

Cale

Cameron

Can

Cannon

Cards

Carg

CC-01/425

CC-4816

Chainly

Chaos

Charger

Charlie

Chatter

Chatter (radio communications)

Chatterbox

Checkers

Chi 178

Chi 987

Chopper

CL-33/890

Clanky

Climber

Close-Shave

Clutch

Cody

Colt

Comet

Comet (ARC trooper)

Connor Freeman's father

Contrail

Cooker

Coric

Corr

Corvis

Cov

CR57

Crag

Crane

Crasher

Crazy Legs

CRC-09/571

Crest

Crosshair

Crys

CT-014/783

CT-1008

CT-1103

CT-1226

CT-1312

CT-1405

CT-1410

CT-1477

CT-1507

CT-1509

CT-1710

CT-1807

CT-1977

CT-2005

CT-2006

CT-2110

CT-2312

CT-2504

CT-2602

CT-2711

CT-27-3555

CT-2805

CT-282-SD00001-983725138

CT-2901

CT-2911

CT-307

CT-327

CT-3423

CT-3632

CT-3636

CT-4/163

CT-4/619

CT-43/002

CT-5/373

CT-5/501

CT-57/11-9048

CT-66-3232

CT-66-3233

CT-66-3238

CT-66-3339

CT-802

CT-8770

CT-8863

CT-8867

CT-8868

CT-8869

CT-8910

CT-914

CT-915

CT-9779

CT-9/85

CT-9932

Cut

Cutter

Cutup

Dandy

Darman Skirata

Dash-1044

Dash-1129

Davijaan

Deadeye

Dec

Del

Delta 23

Delta 32

Delta-42

Delta 607

Delta 855

Denal

Derel

Dev

Deviss

Dice

Digger

Di'kut

Ding

Dogma

Doom

Dom

Dov

Dox

Draa

Drak

Drayk

Droidbait

Dropkick

DV-523

Dyre

Echo

Edge

Engle

Ennen

Epsilon 234

Epsilon 497

Epsilon 905

Evader

Eyeball

Faie

Falco

Fi (clone trooper)

Fil

Fil (clone trooper)

Fireball

Fi Skirata

Five-Seven

Fives

Fixer (clone commando)

Fixer (cold assault trooper)

Flak

Flanker

Flash

Flashpoint

Flybane

Flyby

Fordo

Forr

Forry

Four-Nine

Four-One

Fox

Fox (Order 66)

Freedom

Frost

Fury

Fyn

Gaffa

Galle

Gamma 022

Gamma 264

Gamma 785

Gamma 789

Gamma 935

Gamma Five

Gamma Four

Gamma One

Gamma Three

Gamma Two

Ganch

Gar'ika

Gearshift

Gearshift's comrade

Ged

Gett

Getter

Ghost

Glitch

Goji

Gold Leader (Anaxes)

Gold Leader (Muunilinst)

Gold Two (Muunilinst)

Gree

Green

Green Leader

Green Wizard

Gregor

Grey

Gunner

Gus

Guts

Hamm

Hammer

Hardcase

Hardcase's Kamino commander

Hash

Havoc (ARC trooper)

Havoc (clone trooper)

Hawk

Hawk (Kamino)

Hawkeye

Heater

Herc

Hevy

Hez

Hil

Hunter

HOB-147

Hock Malsuum

Horns

Hotshot

Hound

Husk

Inc

Ince

Ion Team's comlink specialist

Iota 432

Jag (Jai'galaar)

Jaing Skirata

Jangotat

Jark

Jax

Jay

Jayk

Jek

Jek-14

Jenks

Jesse

Jester

Jester (ARC trooper)

Jet

Jez

Jind

Jinx

Joc

Joker

Jorir

Justice

Kaddak

Kagi

Kano

Kappa 429

Kappa 473

Kappa 773

Kaylon

KE-829

Keeli

Kef

Keller

Kickback

Kicker

Killer

King

Kite

Kix

Klick

Knuckles

Knuckles (182nd Legion)

Koho

Kom'rk Skirata

Korbel

Kosmos

Kupe

Lassar

Law

Levet

Lex

Lio

Lock

Lock (Breakout Squad)

Longshot

Lost Prophet

Lucky

Lunn

Mad Clone of Kaikielius

Mack

Mag

Mapper

Marrt

Mar'ek

Matchstick

Maze

Menace

Mereel Skirata

Mixer

Mixx

Mojo

Monnk

Mort

Mortar

Moz

Mu 262

Muzzle

Nax

Neyo

Nilo

Niner (Vassek moon)

Niner Skirata

No-Nines

NT-311

Nu 783

Nub

Nye

O'Niner

O-Four

Oake

Olun

Omega 370

Omikron 621

Ordo Skirata

Orion

Parsec

Patch

Patches

Peel

Phi 022

Phi 854

Pi 610

Ponds

Prudii Skirata

Psi 487

Pulsar

Punch

Quo

Racetrack

Racket

Rafe

Rain

Ram

Ras

Rattle

Razor

RC-0079

RC-0155

RC-0451

RC-0473

RC-0476

RC-1066

RC-1080

RC-1415

RC-1927

RC-2020

RC-3423

RC-5093

RC-7305

RC-7770

Recon

Red

Red (Kamino)

Rede

Redeye

Red Leader

Reed

Remo

Remy

Retired clone trooper

Rex

Rho 106

Rho 557

Rho 571

Rho 773

Ridge

Ringo

Rod

Rogue assassin

Ronto

Rookie

Ross

Rys

Salvo

Sandcat

Sarge

Sarge (commando)

Sarlacc-Face

Sconto's father

Scope

Scorch

Scraps

Scythe

Scythe (ARC trooper)

Seefor

Seeker

Sev

Sev (Lambda Squad)

Seven-Four

Sev's ARC Trooper

Shadow Five

Shadow Four

Shadow Seven

Shadow Six

Shadow Ten

Shadow Three

Shadow Three (Kadavo)

Shadow Twelve

Shadow Twelve's gunner

Sharp

Sharp (Devil Dogs)

Shiv

Shock

Shooter

Sicko

Silver

Sinker

Sirty

Six-ten

Skifter

Sketch

Slammer

Slick

Slim

Slug

Soot

Spade

Spanner

Spar

Spark

Spitter

Splice

Sprint

Spots

Squawk

Stak

Stance

Stec

Sten

Sterling

Stinger

Stoker

Stone

Striker

Stripe

Styles

Sull

Swift

Switch

Swoop

Syke

Sync

Tacks

Tag

Taler

Tam

Tarvyn Lareka

Tau 378

Tau 616

Tau 753

Tavo

Tech

Tel

Tenn

Theta 198

Theta 269

Theta 687

Thill

Thire

Thorn

Three-Five

Threepwood

Throttle

TK-119

TK-3388

TK-421

TK-422

TK-622

TK-875

TK-9091

Tojo

Toomer

Tooth

Torrent

Torrent Four

Trace

Tracer

Tracker

Tranquility clone trooper captain

Tranter

Trantos

Trap

Trapper

Trauma

Trench (Gamma-383)

Treve

Trigger

Troy

Trueblood

Tucker

Tup

Turbo

Twelve

Twitch

Two-Eight

Tyto

Tyto (Bacta Company)

Unidentified 13th Battalion clone commander

Unidentified 187th Legion Clone Commander

Unidentified 187th Legion clone trooper

Unidentified 187th Legion clone trooper 2

Unidentified 187th Legion clone trooper 3

Unidentified 187th Legion marine

Unidentified 212th Attack Battalion Trooper (Umbara)

Unidentified 212th Attack Battalion clone trooper (Utapau)

Unidentified 212th Attack Battalion clone trooper 1(Umbara)

Unidentified 212th Attack Battalion clone trooper 1 (Yerbana)

Unidentified 212th Attack Battalion clone trooper 2 (Umbara)

Unidentified 212th Attack Battalion clone trooper 2 (Yerbana)

Unidentified 212th Attack Battalion clone trooper 3 (Umbara)

Unidentified 212th Attack Battalion clone trooper captain (Bandomeer)

Unidentified 212th Attack Battalion clone trooper sergeant (Ryloth)

Unidentified 35th Infantry clone trooper (Gaftikar)

Unidentified 501st Legion clone escort trooper 1 (Ringo Vinda)

Unidentified 501st Legion clone escort trooper 2 (Ringo Vinda)

Unidentified 501st Legion clone escort trooper 3 (Ringo Vinda)

Unidentified 501st Legion clone escort trooper 4 (Ringo Vinda)

Unidentified 501st Legion clone escort trooper 5 (Ringo Vinda)

Unidentified 501st Legion clone escort trooper 6 (Ringo Vinda)

Unidentified 501st Legion clone escort trooper 7 (Ringo Vinda)

Unidentified 501st Legion clone medical officer 1 (Ringo Vinda)

Unidentified 501st Legion clone medical officer 2 (Ringo Vinda)

Unidentified 501st Legion clone trooper (Coronet)

Unidentified 501st Legion clone trooper (E-web)

Unidentified 501st Legion clone trooper (Yerbana)

Unidentified 501st Legion clone trooper (Jedi Temple)

Unidentified 501st Legion clone trooper (Yoda's saber throw)

Unidentified 501st Legion clone trooper 1 (Umbara)

Unidentified 501st Legion clone trooper 2 (Umbara)

Unidentified 501st Legion clone trooper 3 (Umbara)

Unidentified 501st Legion clone trooper 4 (Umbara)

Unidentified 501st Legion clone trooper 5 (Umbara)

Unidentified 501st Legion clone trooper 6 (Umbara)

Unidentified 501st Legion clone trooper 7 (Umbara)

Unidentified 501st Legion clone trooper 8 (Umbara)

Unidentified 501st Legion clone trooper 9 (Umbara)

Unidentified 501st Legion guard 1 (Ringo Vinda)

Unidentified 501st Legion guard 2 (Ringo Vinda)

Unidentified 501st Legion heavy weapons specialist 1 (Ringo Vinda)

Unidentified 501st Legion heavy weapons specialist 2 (Ringo Vinda)

Unidentified 501st Legion clone trooper sergeant

Unidentified 501st stormtrooper (first casualty)

Unidentified 501st stormtrooper 2

Unidentified 612th Attack Battalion clone trooper

Unidentified 91st clone trooper (Anaxes)

Unidentified 91st clone trooper 2 (Anaxes)

Unidentified 91st clone trooper lieutenant

Unidentified Advanced Recon Commando (Aridka)

Unidentified Advanced Recon Commando (intelligence officer)

Unidentified Advanced Recon Commando 1 (Kamino)

Unidentified Advanced Recon Commando 2 (Kamino)

Unidentified Advanced Recon Commando captain (Nadiem)

Unidentified Advanced Recon Commando commander (Aridka)

Unidentified Advanced Recon Commando commander (Nadiem)

Unidentified Advanced Recon Commando heavy gunner

Unidentified Advanced Recon Commando Lieutenant 1 (Hypori)

Unidentified Advanced Recon Commando Lieutenant 1 (Muunilinst)

Unidentified Advanced Recon Commando Lieutenant 2 (Hypori)

Unidentified Advanced Recon Commando Lieutenant 2 (Muunilinst)

Unidentified Advanced Recon Commando pilot

Unidentified Advanced Recon Force commando 2

Unidentified Advanced Recon Force trooper (Devaron)

Unidentified Advanced Recon Force trooper (Kamino)

Unidentified Advanced Recon Force trooper (Ryloth)

Unidentified Advanced Recon Force trooper (Umbara)

Unidentified Advanced Recon Force trooper 2 (Devaron)

Unidentified Advanced Recon Force trooper 2 (Kamino)

Unidentified Advanced Recon Force trooper 2 (Umbara)

Unidentified Advanced Recon Force trooper 3 (Kamino)

Unidentified Advanced Recon Force trooper 3 (Umbara)

Unidentified Advanced Recon Force trooper commander

Unidentified Advanced Recon Force trooper lieutenant

Unidentified air group commander

Unidentified Alpha Squad clone trooper

Unidentified ARC trooper

Unidentified ARC trooper commander

Unidentified Blue Squad commando 1

Unidentified Blue Squad commando 2

Unidentified Blue Squad commando 3

Unidentified Blue Squad sergeant

Unidentified Bogey Squad BARC trooper

Unidentified Captain of the Royal Guard

Unidentified clone (cremation center)

Unidentified clone (morgue)

Unidentified clone 2 (cremation center)

Unidentified clone 2 (morgue)

Unidentified clone 3 (cremation center)

Unidentified clone cadet

Unidentified clone cadet 2

Unidentified clone cadet 3

Unidentified clone cadet 4

Unidentified clone cadet 5

Unidentified clone chief medic

Unidentified clone commando (Arca barracks)

Unidentified clone commando 1 (H.O.P.E.)

Unidentified clone commando 2 (H.O.P.E.)

Unidentified clone commando 3 (H.O.P.E.)

Unidentified clone commando 1 (Theta Squadron)

Unidentified clone commando 2 (Theta Squadron)

Unidentified clone commando 3 (Theta Squadron)

Unidentified clone commando 4 (Theta Squadron)

Unidentified clone commando captain (Theta Squadron)

Unidentified clone commando pilot

Unidentified clone commando sergeant (H.O.P.E.)

Unidentified clone commando sniper

Unidentified clone commando weapons specialist

Unidentified clone engineer 1 (Twilight)

Unidentified clone escort trooper (Coruscant)

Unidentified clone medical officer

Unidentified clone medical officer (501st Legion medical bay)

Unidentified clone naval captain (Tranquility)

Unidentified clone naval commander (Resolute)

Unidentified clone naval officer (Anza)

Unidentified clone naval officer (Battle of the Kaliida Nebula)

Unidentified clone naval officer (Citadel)

Unidentified clone naval officer (Endurance)

Unidentified clone naval officer (Kamino)

Unidentified clone naval officer (Negotiator)

Unidentified clone naval officer (Patitite Pattuna)

Unidentified clone naval officer (Quell)

Unidentified clone naval officer (Ryloth)

Unidentified clone naval officer (Ryndellia)

Unidentified clone naval officer (Sanctuary III)

Unidentified clone naval officer (Sullust)

Unidentified clone naval officer (Ukio)

Unidentified clone naval officer (Valor)

Unidentified clone naval officer (Venator-class Star Destroyer)

Unidentified clone naval officer 1 (Saleucami)

Unidentified clone naval officer 2 (Anza)

Unidentified clone naval officer 2 (Citadel)

Unidentified clone naval officer 2 (Negotiator)

Unidentified clone naval officer 2 (Ryndellia)

Unidentified clone naval officer 2 (Saleucami)

Unidentified clone paratrooper (212th Attack Battalion)

Unidentified clone scout trooper (Umbara)

Unidentified clone SCUBA commander

Unidentified clone SCUBA trooper (First Battle)

Unidentified clone SCUBA trooper (Second Battle)

Unidentified clone SCUBA trooper 2 (First Battle)

Unidentified clone SCUBA trooper 2 (Second Battle)

Unidentified clone sergeant (Amidala's transmission)

Unidentified clone sergeant (New Dawn)

Unidentified clone shock trooper (docks)

Unidentified clone stormtrooper

Unidentified clone stormtrooper gunner

Unidentified clone scout trooper (Kashyyyk)

Unidentified clone tank gunner (Bothawui)

Unidentified clone tank gunner (Felucia)

Unidentified clone tank gunner (Geonosis)

Unidentified clone tank gunner (Saleucami)

Unidentified clone trooper

Unidentified clone trooper (79's)

Unidentified clone trooper (Amedda's bodyguard)

Unidentified clone trooper (Anza)

Unidentified clone trooper (arm wrestle)

Unidentified clone trooper (Asuin)

Unidentified clone trooper (Brentaal IV)

Unidentified clone trooper (Brighthome)

Unidentified clone trooper (Christophsis)

Unidentified clone trooper (Citadel)

Unidentified clone trooper (commando cross-training)

Unidentified clone trooper (Endor)

Unidentified clone trooper (Endurance)

Unidentified clone trooper (Florrum)

Unidentified clone trooper (Geonosian kill)

Unidentified clone trooper (Geonosis)

Unidentified clone trooper (Gwori)

Unidentified clone trooper (Hailfire droid victim)

Unidentified clone trooper (Honoghr)

Unidentified clone trooper (Kaliida Shoals)

Unidentified clone trooper (Kamino)

Unidentified clone trooper (Kiros)

Unidentified clone trooper (Negotiator)

Unidentified clone trooper (Nelvaan)

Unidentified clone trooper (Oznek)

Unidentified clone trooper (Prosecutor torpedo bay)

Unidentified clone trooper (Resolute)

Unidentified clone trooper (Saleucami)

Unidentified clone trooper (Second Battle of Geonosis)

Unidentified clone trooper (TB-73)

Unidentified clone trooper (Third Battle of Kamino)

Unidentified clone trooper (Timira City)

Unidentified clone trooper (Tranquility)

Unidentified clone trooper (Triumphant)

Unidentified clone trooper (Twilight)

Unidentified clone trooper (Vassek moon)

Unidentified clone trooper (Ventress victim)

Unidentified clone trooper (video call)

Unidentified clone trooper 1 (Citadel)

Unidentified clone trooper 1 (Drongar)

Unidentified clone trooper 1 (Hadde Base)

Unidentified clone trooper 2 (Citadel)

Unidentified clone trooper 2 (Florrum)

Unidentified clone trooper 2 (Geonosis)

Unidentified clone trooper 2 (Gwori)

Unidentified clone trooper 2 (Hadde Base)

Unidentified clone trooper 2 (Kamino)

Unidentified clone trooper 2 (Kiros)

Unidentified clone trooper 2 (Prosecutor)

Unidentified clone trooper 2 (Ryloth)

Unidentified clone trooper 2 (Saleucami)

Unidentified clone trooper 2 (Vassek moon)

Unidentified clone trooper 2 (Triumphant)

Unidentified clone trooper 3 (Citadel)

Unidentified clone trooper 3 (Kamino)

Unidentified clone trooper 3 (Kiros)

Unidentified clone trooper 3 (Vassek moon)

Unidentified clone trooper 4 (Citadel)

Unidentified clone trooper captain

Unidentified clone trooper captain (Bandomeer)

Unidentified clone trooper captain (besieged moon)

Unidentified clone trooper captain (Bogden 3)

Unidentified clone trooper captain (Hoth)

Unidentified clone trooper captain (Hunter Squad)

Unidentified clone trooper captain (Tranquility)

Unidentified clone trooper commander (bank)

Unidentified clone trooper commander (Chrisophsis)

Unidentified clone trooper commander (Gyndine moon)

Unidentified clone trooper commander (Hitaka)

Unidentified clone trooper commander (Hypermatter refinery)

Unidentified clone trooper commander (Impavid)

Unidentified clone trooper commander (Jedi Temple)

Unidentified clone trooper commander (Malastare)

Unidentified clone trooper commander (Separatist factory)

Unidentified clone trooper commander (Unidentified planet)

Unidentified clone trooper commander (Viidaav)

Unidentified clone trooper commander (Zeffo)

Unidentified clone trooper gunner (14th Infantry)

Unidentified clone trooper lieutenant

Unidentified clone trooper lieutenant (501st Legion)

Unidentified clone trooper lieutenant (Medica)

Unidentified clone trooper lieutenant (Pols Anaxes camp)

Unidentified clone trooper lieutenant (Sarrish)

Unidentified clone trooper lieutenant pilot

Unidentified clone trooper medic (Shinarcan Bridge)

Unidentified clone trooper officer

Unidentified clone trooper pilot

Unidentified clone trooper pilot (14th Infantry)

Unidentified clone trooper pilot (Bothawui)

Unidentified clone trooper pilot (Florrum)

Unidentified clone trooper pilot (Geonosis)

Unidentified clone trooper pilot (Kadavo)

Unidentified clone trooper pilot (Malastare)

Unidentified clone trooper pilot (Mandalore)

Unidentified clone trooper pilot (Rodia)

Unidentified clone trooper pilot (Vanqor)

Unidentified clone trooper pilot (Yerbana)

Unidentified clone trooper pilot 1 (Consular-class cruiser)

Unidentified clone trooper pilot 1 (Quell)

Unidentified clone trooper pilot 1 (Ringo Vinda)

Unidentified clone trooper pilot 2 (Bothawui)

Unidentified clone trooper pilot 2 (Consular-class cruiser)

Unidentified clone trooper pilot 2 (Quell)

Unidentified clone trooper pilot 2 (Ringo Vinda)

Unidentified clone trooper pilot 2 (Rodia)

Unidentified clone trooper pilot 3 (Bothaqui)

Unidentified clone trooper pilot (Obi-Wan Kenobi's fleet)

Unidentified clone trooper pilot 3 (Ringo Vinda)

Unidentified clone trooper pilot 4 (Ringo Vinda)

Unidentified clone trooper pilot 5 (Ringo Vinda)

Unidentified clone trooper pilot 6 (Ringo Vinda)

Unidentified clone trooper pilot 7 (Ringo Vinda)

Unidentified clone trooper pilot captain (Second Battle of Geonosis)

Unidentified clone trooper pilot captain (Tranquility)

Unidentified clone trooper scout

Unidentified clone trooper sergeant

Unidentified clone trooper sergeant (14th Infantry)

Unidentified clone trooper sergeant (501st Legion)

Unidentified clone trooper sergeant (Coruscant patrol)

Unidentified clone trooper sergeant (Malastare)

Unidentified clone trooper sergeant (Timira City)

Unidentified clone trooper sergeant medic

Unidentified commander (Christophsis rescue mission)

Unidentified Coruscant Guard (camera monitor)

Unidentified Coruscant Guard (Chancellor's Office)

Unidentified Coruscant Guard (guard platform)

Unidentified Coruscant Guard (Naboo)

Unidentified Coruscant Guard (prison balcony)

Unidentified Coruscant Guard (prison entrance)

Unidentified Coruscant Guard (Tano's escape)

Unidentified Coruscant Guard (Ziro's escort)

Unidentified Coruscant Guard 1 (prison corridor)

Unidentified Coruscant Guard 1 (prison riot)

Unidentified Coruscant Guard 2 (prison corridor)

Unidentified Coruscant Guard 2 (prison riot)

Unidentified Coruscant Guard 3 (prison riot)

Unidentified Coruscant Guard 4 (prison riot)

Unidentified Coruscant Guard heavy weapons specialist 1 (Scipio)

Unidentified Coruscant Guard heavy weapons specialist 2 (Scipio)

Unidentified Coruscant Guard sergeant

Unidentified Doom's Unit clone trooper (plasma welder)

Unidentified Doom's Unit clone trooper 1 (Ringo Vinda)

Unidentified Doom's Unit clone trooper 2 (Ringo Vinda)

Unidentified Doom's Unit heavy weapons specialist 1 (Ringo Vinda)

Unidentified Doom's Unit heavy weapons specialist 2 (Ringo Vinda)

Unidentified Green Company Clone Commander

Unidentified Green Company trooper

Unidentified Horn Company trooper

Unidentified Jet's Unit clone trooper 1

Unidentified Jet's Unit clone trooper 2

Unidentified Jet's Unit clone trooper 3

Unidentified Jet's Unit clone flame trooper 1

Unidentified Jet's Unit clone flame trooper 2

Unidentified Jet's Unit clone flame trooper 3

Unidentified Juma-9 Squad clone trooper

Unidentified Kamino Security Team clone trooper 1

Unidentified Kamino Security Team clone trooper 2

Unidentified Kamino Security Team clone trooper 3

Unidentified Kamino Security Team officer

Unidentified Keeli's Company clone trooper 1

Unidentified Keeli's Company clone trooper 2

Unidentified Lightning Squadron trooper (Ryloth)

Unidentified Mojo's Unit clone trooper 1

Unidentified Mojo's Unit clone trooper 2

Unidentified Mojo's Unit clone trooper 3

Unidentified Mojo's Unit clone trooper 4

Unidentified Muunilinst 10 clone trooper 1

Unidentified Muunilinst 10 clone trooper 2

Unidentified Muunilinst 10 clone trooper 3

Unidentified Muunilinst 10 clone trooper 4

Unidentified Muunilinst 10 clone trooper 5

Unidentified Open Circle Fleet clone naval officer 1 (79's)

Unidentified Open Circle Fleet clone naval officer 2 (79's)

Unidentified Open Circle Fleet clone naval officer 3 (79's)

Unidentified Open Circle Fleet clone naval officer 4 (79's)

Unidentified Open Circle Fleet clone naval officer 5 (79's)

Unidentified Open Circle Fleet clone naval officer 6 (79's)

Unidentified Open Circle Fleet clone naval officer 7 (79's)

Unidentified Open Circle Fleet clone naval officer 1 (arm wrestle)

Unidentified Open Circle Fleet clone naval officer 2 (arm wrestle)

Unidentified Open Circle Fleet clone naval officer 1 (Toast)

Unidentified Open Circle Fleet clone naval officer 2 (Toast)

Unidentified Open Circle Fleet clone naval officer 3 (Toast)

Unidentified Open Circle Fleet clone naval officer 4 (Toast)

Unidentified Rancor Battalion clone trooper (Kamino)

Unidentified Rancor Battalion heavy weapons specialist (Kamino)

Unidentified Rancor Battalion heavy weapons specialist 2 (Kamino)

Unidentified Republic Navy captain

Unidentified Resolute naval officer (Kamino)

Unidentified Resolute naval officer (Ryloth)

Unidentified Resolute naval officer (of Sullust)

Unidentified Resolute naval officer (Kaliida Nebula)

Unidentified Resolute naval officer (Pre-Kamino)

Unidentified rookie clone trooper

Unidentified Shadow Squadron gunner

Unidentified Shadow Squadron pilot

Unidentified shock trooper 1 (79's)

Unidentified shock trooper 2 (79's)

Unidentified shock trooper 3 (79's)

Unidentified shock trooper 4 (79's)

Unidentified shock trooper 5 (79's)

Unidentified shock trooper (Scipio)

Unidentified shock trooper 2 (Scipio)

Unidentified stealth pilot

Unidentified Theta Squadron captain

Unidentified Theta Squadron clone commando 1

Unidentified Theta Squadron clone commando 2

Unidentified Theta Squadron clone commando 3

Unidentified Theta Squadron clone commando 4

Unidentified Torrent Company trooper (Biitu)

Unidentified Torrent Company trooper (Teth)

Unidentified Torrent Company trooper 2 (Teth)

Unidentified Triton Squad Advanced Recon Commando

Unidentified Triton Squad clone commando lieutenant

Unidentified Triton Squad clone stormtrooper

Unidentified Triton Squad clone trooper

Unidentified Triton Squad clone trooper 2

Unidentified Triton Squad clone trooper 3

Unidentified Triton Squad clone trooper 4

Unidentified Triton Squad clone trooper 5

Unidentified Triton Squad clone trooper 6

Unidentified Triton Squad clone trooper 7

Unidentified Triton Squad clone trooper 8

Unidentified Triton Squad clone trooper 9

Unidentified V-19 Torrent starfighter pilot

Unidentified Wolfpack clone communications officer (Malastare)

Upsilon 168

Upsilon 733

Upsilon 941

Vaize

Valiant

Vargus

Vaughn

Ven (Kothlis)

Ven (Qiilura)

Vere

Vill

Vin

Voca

Warthog

Wave

Waxer

Whiplash

Wildfire

Wingnut

Wolffe

Wooley

Wrecker

Wrench

Xi 778

Xi 999

Xoni

Xutoo

Yellow Five

Yellow Leader

Yover

Zag

Zak

Zap

Zeer

Zeke

Zeta

Zeta 654

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Find Your Way Back Home- Ch 3

Riyo Chuchi x Commander Wolffe, Riyo Chuchi x Commander Fox

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Riyo gripped the kitchen countertop tighter than anything in her whole life. The loud pounding of her heartbeat in her ears threatened to drown out the pounding of her heart as she sought a tether point in her whirlwind of emotions.

She couldn’t do this.

How could she do this? The ghosts she’d left on Coruscant were now seeking shelter in her bedroom.

She’d looked at Wolffe laid out on her bed, and some sick part of her expected him to be Fox. She used to bandage her lover’s wounds on their bed in her old apartment. What had she done to deserve this cosmic taunt?

“Riyo?”

Riyo’s hands flew to her mouth to hold in her startled shriek at Ahsoka’s appearance just to her left. Her friend’s lips twisted into an apologetic smile, and she patiently waited for Riyo to come down from her sudden rush of adrenaline. Her rusty hand cupped Riyo’s elbow to help ground her.

“I’m so sorry,” Riyo murmured, blinking rapidly to hide her brimming tears before she met Ahsoka’s gaze.

The Togruta’s eyes were sad as she searched for the right words, despite them both knowing nothing would ease Riyo’s pain. “You see him.”

Riyo tried to laugh, but it came out as more of a gasp for air after so long underwater. “How can I not?” Her tears stubbornly refused to fall now, despite clamoring at the floodgates only moments ago. “I can’t… I can’t focus on this right now.”

“You can’t go back in there right now either,” Ahsoka calmly pointed out. “Wolffe needs to heal.”

And so grew her guilt. “I know.” She needed to do something to keep her hands and mind busy. “I’ll get some more juvan ready so I can make a cold pack and show Rex what to do. You’ll both need to know how for when you go back.” She tried to ignore the predatory way Ahsoka’s eyes followed her around the kitchen as she gathered supplies.

“I find that talking helps sometimes,” Ahsoka quietly suggested, once Riyo stood back at the sink with her items gathered around.

“I’m not sure I remember how to do that after so long on my own,” Riyo muttered, grabbing a bundle of leaves from a jar more harshly than they deserved.

“No time better than the present.”

Riyo paused to stare calculatingly at her friend. She wasn’t lying about not knowing if she’d be able to speak of her nightmares after so long bottling it all in. “I propose a trade.”

One of Ahsoka’s painted brows rose in interest. “A trade.”

“I will tell you if you update me on your… situation.” She’d tiptoed around the circumstances of her guests’ arrival– and unlikely survival– for the past few days.

“Alright, deal.”

Riyo’s hands hovered uncertainly as she tries to steady her breathing before she begins. Where to even start? She’d tried so hard to forget that night six months ago. Now she had to relive it in full.

“I… I was home for the night.” Riyo doesn’t even recognize her voice with how vacant it sounds. “Everything was normal, even when I got a call from Co– Thire.” She didn’t want to relegate them to their titles. Those men– her friends– were worth much more than that. “He’d call sometimes if Fox was too busy to come home.”

Breathe in, one, two, three, breathe out.

“There’s– there was a code phrase Fox had me agree to. Dusk is falling soon. If one of us used it in a communication, we knew it was from the other.” Her hands began to shake as she ground the juvan up. “Thire said it to me that night. He said I had to flee Coruscant while I still could, before I was marked as a traitor by the Chancellor. That Fox needed to know I was safe, because… because he didn’t think he was coming home.”

“Oh, Riyo…”

Riyo tried to laugh but she choked on her voice. “No, no it’s fine. Please don’t feel sorry for me, not after–”

Not after what you’ve lost. It hangs in the air like a shadow, chilling the two women to the bone.

She could feel Ahsoka’s eyes on her for a long moment before she conceded. “Alright. So you fled Coruscant?”

Riyo nodded. “Yes. I waited for him, but… then I gathered those I could and had a trusted pilot shuttle us off. It wasn’t just those from my office, though. There were several other members from Pantora’s allies that we also safely evacuated. It was beneficial in the long run, since the number of hyperspace jumps we needed to make ensured that we weren’t followed.”

“That was wise of you,” Ahsoka confirmed. “You most likely had been tailed. The Empire has been interrogating anyone they view even as having a potential to be rebellious.”

Riyo dipped her head in a gentle nod. “And I never was one of the Cha– Emperor’s greedy followers,” she added.

Her friend’s lips quirked up in a humorless smile. “No, you weren’t.”

“Anyways, I timed my resignation to autosend sometime during our flight, and I contacted Bail, who gave us directions to follow. That’s all there really is to tell,” Riyo sheepishly shrugged, relieved to be finished and able to turn her attention back to the juvan leaves she’d laid out. They needed to be diced and then ground with water into a paste that could be either frozen and saved, or wrapped in a damp cloth and held to the wound.

“So, my turn then?” Ahsoka asked, faux-cheer evident in her voice but appreciated.

Riyo nodded, thankful for something else to focus on. She beckoned her over though, waiting until the Togruta was looking over her shoulder. “Just make sure to watch how I do it, so you’ll be able to on your own. The leaves have to be separated carefully, or you’ll negate the medicinal qualities.”

Ahsoka observed quietly as Riyo worked, nodding along to each specific task that Riyo pointed out. It was quite simple, but an untrained eye would still mess it up. It was nice to have someone at her side. She’d been so used to being alone.

“We agreed on a trade?” Ahsoka prompted, once Riyo stepped aside and handed the knife over for her to try. “Would you still like to hear what we’ve seen?”

Riyo bit the inside of her cheek to try and keep herself afloat in the surge of stress that threatens to sweep her away. “Yes, please.”

Ahsoka nodded sharply, and then the knife made its first clean slice. “We were on our way back from Mandalore after apprehending Darth Maul– the Sith Zabrak,” she elaborated for Riyo’s sake. “And an order went out to all the clone troopers, everywhere in the galaxy: execute Order 66, to kill the Jedi.” Her fingers clenched around the knife handle to the point that Riyo thought it’d snap. “Somehow Rex… he fought it long enough to warn me to find a file about Fives, an ARC trooper that–”

Riyo could feel the blood drain from her face at the mention of that name, one she’d long forgotten. “I remember. Fox… he shot him, to protect the Emperor.” It felt like lifetimes ago.

In a twisted sense, it was. It’d been during Fox’s lifetime, when he still came home to her every night.

Ahsoka hummed in agreement. “Right. Well, Fives had told Rex that the clones all had control chips in their heads, and that a damaged chip had caused another trooper to shoot a Jedi. No one believed him.” Her shoulders drooped. “I was able to capture Rex and take the chip out of his head, and he was back to normal. I… I let Maul out of his cell though as a distraction, and he damaged the ship so it crashed into a moon. We lost the whole battalion,” she finished in a whisper, head bowed.

“Oh, Ahsoka,” Riyo gasped. She wasn’t sure how a hug would be received, so she placed a comforting hand on her friend’s shoulder. “I’m so sorry.”

Ahsoka’s eyes were teary when she looked up. “Thank you, but please don’t be for me. I took a risk, and it was Rex’s brothers that paid the consequences.” She shrugged half-heartedly. “I’m glad we found Wolffe. There have been other clones that escaped, but Wolffe was always one of his closest brothers.”

A small smile slipped onto her face unbidden. “I’m glad for the both of them as well. How did you find Com– Wolffe, though? You all barely made it here,” she pointed out.

The Togruta sighed. “You know Bail’s been coordinating a lot recently. We were sent out on a mission to try and contact a defector from the Empire. They’re a medic, and they’ve been treating several troopers sent to them for abnormal behavior. We arrived to get them out, and Wolffe was their latest patient, but they were being watched.” She stopped talking to peer at her work cautiously. “Is this correct?”

She stepped out of the way so Riyo could observe her work. “This is very good for anyone’s first try,” Riyo praised her. “Now we just need to grind it with some water to get a thick enough paste.”

Ahsoka waited for Riyo to set up the next step before continuing. “We had the freed men escort the medic onto our waiting ship, but we couldn’t take Wolffe back to base because of his chip. I followed their instructions to try and deactivate it, but we had to leave in a hurry. It took us a few days and several firefights before we lost them well enough to get here.”

“Had no idea you’d gotten that good with a blaster, either.”

Riyo bit back a shriek as Rex’s voice piped up from behind them. Good thing she’d been using the mortar and not a knife, otherwise she might’ve cut herself. At least he had the decency to send her an apologetic smile once she whirled around to face him.

“Gee thanks, Rex,” Ahsoka huffed, reaching out to playfully slap his chest. The two of them shared a grin, and Riyo decided to study the wooden floor beneath her feet until they snapped out of it. She wouldn’t dare disrupt their small moment of joy.

“I came out to let you know Wolffe is asleep again,” Rex finally explained his presence after he shook himself free of their little bubble. “We spoke some, but he tired quickly.”

That was good. He clearly was suffering from some form of head injury, so any amount of time Wolffe was able to be awake and coherent was a step in the right direction.

“Alright, that’s wonderful news. We should be able to apply this compress despite that.” Riyo picked up the bowl of ground javun and gestured at a clean cloth folded on the counter top. “Would you grab that and come with me? I’ll show you what to do, so you know how in the future.”

A quiet grief crept up her spine with each step she took back towards Wolffe’s room. He needed her help. She could pull herself together for him.

Riyo entered the room alone and took the seat beside Wolffe’s still form. Rex would be along in a minute.

Until then, she studied the still man’s face, finding and cataloguing each unique feature of him and hoping it wouldn’t come back to haunt her like before.

#find your way back home #commander wolffe x riyo chuchi #riyo chuchi #ahsoka tano #captain rex #post order 66 #fanfiction #star wars #the clone wars #commander wolffe #snowwolf

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whatudottu · 3 years

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Because I've held this off for too long, once again it seems that @nukeli has beaten me to the punch with colour schemes. Damn my procrastination or whatever, but I only just realised that I didn't put any mention of the 'fodder' classes (Vehicons, Insecticons and I suppose Autotroopers since I'm including them) and wanted to put down my thoughts before writing this up.

An added bonus here is that certain character have different alts (based on character changes and even the heavier focus of 'robots in disguise' that these Decepticons are after) so it's not just me ranting about colour schemes.

Yes, this was why I was complaining about the wiki altmodes, so deal with the vehicles I found instead. May or may not be due to me using images as references haha.

The Autobots (you are here)

The Decepticons Part 1

The Decepticons Part 2

Going in order of my notes, we begin with Cliffjumper. He’s obviously a 1970 Dodge Challenger and what colours I’ve given him are on the image below. Nothing much to say about a definitely dead character other than I didn’t just wanna make him blue.

Next on the list is good old Doctor Ratchet. I’ve had it in my mind ever since Nuke’s one post that SG!Ratchet was like Medic from TF2, so I guess I took it and ran.

To play an opposite to regular Ratchet, he comes across as affable and friendly but is really just doing the things he loves to people he hates. Autobots, Decepticons, hates everyone. He despises Optimus Prime too, but he can’t do anything unless he wants to be cooped up in his berthroom reattaching his limbs for it. Believe him, he tried.

As for altmode and colours, I spent way too long finding that he resembles a Mercedes Benz G-Class ambulance that I was ticked to find out he wasn’t at all. I special looked for the green coloured ambulance because Synth-En, duh!

Breaking in after the Doctor comes our local wrecker Bulkhead. I don’t have much of a read on this guy, other than the fact that I thought it’d be a cool idea for him to lose a lot of his memories after ‘TMI’, ya know, from the Synth-En recipe? Certainly not set in stone, but it could very well contribute to my accidental theme of memory (which only has some small links in the posts I actually created).

With the help of my car enthused cousin I have given our not so loveable mech a Terradyne Gurkha, a little more military than the wiki’s off-roader Lamborghini that I’m too annoyed to bother to look at. I thought that the military origins and the black colour scheme sorta allude to something something mindless military man. yada yada.

Following him is our ever wonderful Optimus Prime, or maybe Lord Prime? Haven’t thought too much about that. What I have thought of is this master manipulator who mayhaps also be a little bit delusional idk we’ll decide in the car.

I always loved the idea of a smiling SG!Prime, as if there’s still hints of this benevolent leader that the original has, but it’s warped and meant to add fodder to the war, encouraging mechs to fight to their deaths all in the name of not only the Autobots, but their Prime. Also as a warped version of the original, I wanted Shattered Glass Optimus to be deluded in the fact that Megatron will change, change at least, to submit to the real leader. Ain’t happening. That’s sorta there with Ratchet too, but well, you read Ratchet’s piece didn’t you?

SG!Prime is consistently purple and black, and whilst I have found a Peterbilt Semi Truck with that wonderful colour, it comes with white instead. Think about it, this typically evil colour paired with often innocent white, that’s like perfect for what I’m going for.

Fitting that he’s next, it’s time for Prime’s Second In Command Ultra Magnus. I’ve... really got nothing for him. Maybe he’s still by-the-books but like he finds loopholes just to commit atrocities? I don’t know.

I’ve given this boy a Mack Trident alt instead of Prime’s Peterbilt, just for differences sake.

After Magnus, we got our little bug Bumblebee... or is it. Because I wanted to change his colours a bit without going into Beast Hunter territory, I wondered if bees come in different colours and, low and behold, they do!

As for the boy himself, I think he was one of the bots manipulated by Prime himself to join the cause and, given his almost rewritten personality, has only lived through to this point in the war by sheer luck. This mech is an absolute menace, feral and powered by the need for Prime’s approval, tearing others with denta and servo more often than with stingers and blasters.

Now you’ve noticed I haven’t been using his name? That’s because he’s now Blue Band (I just realised he’s still bb haha)! He gets his name from the Blue Banded bee, and I found a Chevrolet Camaro to match.

In line with BB’s younger status, feast your eyes on Shattered Glass Smokescreen! Oh boy isn’t he a delight. His hero worship has essentially turned him to a prime (pardon the pun) candidate for Optimus to form into his perfect super soldier, who already would die for this deranged mech even before laying optics on this grand Prime.

So, he’s an absolute suck up, a straight up spoiled brat that has it harder than Blue Band for Prime’s acknowledgement, and is actively showing off and bragging that he’s Optimus’ favourite (he’s not, he just encourages it because that’s the easiest way to get Smokey to do what he wants).

Almost to reflect that (perhaps another pun) I found this gaudy Chameleon Chevy Corvette that absolutely SCREAMS show off.

Regrettably partnered up with him after the passing of Cliffjumper, Arcee has run out of patience. Not everything she does is motivated by Airachnid (what kind of character would that be? not a fun one) but she does often enjoy killing those connected with her. After Tailgate, she’s gotten a little mad, but her effectiveness otherwise increased so others never bothered to ‘fix’ her.

Having lost both of her partners, when she absolutely hates another (read; Airachnid and Starscream because he still kills Cliff) the best kind of revenge is putting her opponents in her own pedes. Oh, that mech’s growing attached to one of his comrades? Slice and dice them before their optics. Oh, that femme is finally coming out of her shell and making friends? Gore out their spark and hope that humans don’t decide this would be the perfect time to practice what they preach and save the life of that same mech with a hard to perform surgery that may or may not have been lost to time.

Okay so she’s obviously a Kawasaki Ninja (haha that’s kind of fitting) and I was tempted to make her pink like other Arcee iterations, but look at this fancy stuff right here. He hoo glowy look pretty!

Almost in leu of an Airachnid archetype, Wheeljack comes in. Though still quite the wrecker and ever the bomb enthusiast, instead of actively celebrating his impacts and going solo to stop the rust settling in, he’d rather be offed whilst mechs are distracted by his pretty explosion and lay forgotten in the dirt.

I may have accidentally rooted the unintentional memory theme deeply with the wreckers (Breakdown included) and maybe just took it and ran, giving everyone else a little connection, but Wheeljack is probably the most explicit in this idea. He hates nicknames (which i super Ratchet uses to mock him here in Shattered Glass) because that’s like... naming something you’re going to keep to quote that specific fic which, honestly, I can’t remember. Wheeljack split from others to stop them from remembering him and put himself closer to a situation where he can die alone, as morbid as that sounds. No grand death, no stupid death and no straight up suicide (generally that’s a VERY impactful kind of death) so just a mediocre end is what he’s been looking for for a little bit too long.

As for his colours, I apparently have no taste and should not have a car because I really like what this image has going for it. This C3 Corvette is probably one of the few cars that fits the straight up box of a sports car that Jackie’s got, so I’m sticking to it, so no, don’t show me the wiki I’m ignoring it this was too painful to give up dang it!

Okay, finishing off the bots, I have the Autotroopers. Sure, I’m not using a reference of a car to show off the colours, mainly because there’s also going to be flier troopers too, maybe... surely... definitely. Most depictions of them are white, you know, goodie goodie, and I’m tempted to just laze around and do just that. Instead, I think a goldish colour would be fun.

Aside from sharing a key colour with Ultra Magnus, essentially a war lawyer, which is perfect for subjects made to obey, a nice glimmering finish almost feels like they’re all manipulated by Prime to believe in the Autobot cause. I suppose the special devision, if there is one, would be a nice Prime purple, sorta like if it’s Optimus’ personal guard if he actually had any belief they would do their jobs.

Oh boy this is so long...

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zerohski · 1 year

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Have 2 versions cuz I couldn’t choose 🤭

Dice my beloved

#star wars #the clone wars #clone wars art #zerohzart #medic trooper dice #dice #starwars art #starwars oc #clone oc

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eiirisworkshop · 4 years

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DragonCon Gothic

-You are in the food court going to the Hilton. You take the sky bridge. You are in the Marriott. You take the other sky bridge. You are in the Hyatt. You take the sky bridge. You are in the food court.

-You are in a Very Serious Panel discussing First Amendment Law. You hear Gangnam Style through the wall.

-You hear a woman scream. She runs. She hugs Darth Vader. She is fine.

-You hear a woman scream. The escalator is eating her ballgown. It tears. The Addams Family comes to her rescue. Supergirl mends the gown. She is fine.

-You hear a man scream. His dragonhide stiletto has gone through the grate in the broken Atlanta pavement. He falls. Six anime characters and a Harley Quinn come to his rescue. He...will be fine tomorrow.

-A mother is dressed as Misty from Pokémon. Her baby is a Togapi strapped to her front.

-A mother is dressed as Misty from Pokémon. Her children are the Pikachu evolutionary line.

-A mother is dressed as Misty from Pokémon. Her baby is a Magikarp. Years later you see a young Garydose. You remember the baby. You wonder.

-There is an hour wait at the Hardrock. You go to the food court instead. It takes an hour to find a table.

-You are in the overflow seating for the food court. It used to be a Mexican restaurant. You look at the broken floor, the missing ceiling tiles, the shelf hanging crooked on the wall by one last screw. It has not changed since last year, or the year before, or the year before that.... You wonder why nothing new has used the space. You wonder where you would sit if anything ever did.

-There is...a character. You’ve seen it twenty times today. You have no idea what it’s from. You are scared to ask.

-There is a character. You have never seen it before. You tell the cosplayer they look great and ask what they are. They excitedly tell you the life story of this fictional person. They finish then hurry to catch back up with their friends. They never told you what it’s from.

-There is a wolf in the Marriott. An actual wolf. It is a service dog. You want to pet it. You spend the next half hour helping prevent drunk pikachus and storm troopers from petting the wolf.

-You are on MARTA with Spider-Man.

-You are on MARTA in cosplay. The train is full of sports fans. You feel the way they look at you, like you are a freak, like their jersey and face paint is any different from your costume. You all exit at peachtree station. The platform is full of Sailor Scouts and Doctors Who. The sports fans realize they are outnumbered. Some of them are afraid. Some of them will be dressed as the joker next year.

-Someone is crying in the bathroom. They just want to get their contacts out.

-Someone is crying in the bathroom. They were too far back in line, the room filled, they didn’t get to see David Tennant.

-Someone cries for help in the bathroom. It’s a variation of Spider-Man you have never seen before. She can’t unzip her suit. You help her. She is drunk and swears she will see you again next year and buy you a drink. You see her next year. She gives you a glow stick.

-There is a woman in a Marriott Carpet dress. There is a Sailor Marriott with the Carpet pattern on their fuku. The Marriott Flying Carpets quidditch team has the pattern on their robes. There is a car painted like the Carpet. There is a vendor selling Cult of the Carpet merch. The Carpet is copyrighted. You hear there is a lawsuit. The Marriott hasn’t had that carpet in years. You’ve been walking through the Marriott all day. You have no idea what the carpet looks like now.

-There is a character. You’ve seen it twelve times today. You have no idea what it’s from. You see it for a thirteenth time alongside another character from the same thing. You know both characters. You know the entire life story of the character you’ve seen thirteen times.

-You want to go to a panel. You find five simultaneous panels. You narrow it down to two. You go to neither of them.

-You want to go to a panel. You find five simultaneous panels. You narrow it down to two. You go to a sixth because it is in the hotel you’re already in.

-You want to go to the burlesque. You meant to go to the burlesque last year. They move the burlesque. Everyone gets there before you. You do not go to the burlesque this year.

-You are in the Dealer’s Room. You want to buy a sword. A vender hands you a D-20 die made of gemstone. You roll it. You nat 20. You spend $100 on stone dice. You do not buy a sword.

-There are hundreds of men in kilts. This is normal. A woman chases them with a leaf blower. This is normal. You would worry if she weren’t there.

-There is an ambulance outside the Sheraton. You hope everyone is okay. You think there was an ambulance here last year. You can’t remember.

-You are in the Walk of Fame. You meet your hero. They are the sweetest person you have ever met.

-You are in the Walk of Fame. You meet your hero. They’re a creep.

-You are in the Walk of Fame. There is almost no line for George Takei. You do not understand why. You talk to him. He is the sweetest person you have ever met.

-There are hateful protesters outside the food court. No one can hear them. Darth Vader is playing bagpipes.

-You walk past a woman wearing a censor bar and pants. You walk past her again After Dark. She is no longer wearing a censor bar. Or pants.

-You are at the Yule Ball. It is a fun, family party. The Golden Trio run by in their Hogwarts robes. They are too young to go to Hogwarts.

-You are at the Yule Ball. It has just hit ten o’clock. The children are escorted out. The lights go down. A belly dancing elf pulls out a flask. You don’t know from where.

-You are at the Yule Ball. Batman is on a date with Sailor Moon. He asks if he can kiss her. She says no. He leaves. She dances with the elf, then with Madam Hooch.

-You are at a panel. Someone has the mic. There is feedback. The sound guy tries to fix it. There is still feedback. The sound guy tries again. There is still feedback. There is always feedback. No one blames the sound guy.

-You need an elevator to go down. An elevator arrives. It is going up. You get on. You go up fourteen floors then go down. You clutch the handrail in the zero gravity.

-A drag queen who is not a drag queen compliments your cosplay. You almost buy a corset from him.

-Your shoes are not comfortable but they go with your cosplay. You’ve been walking for hours. Your feet hurt.

-You are wearing your most comfortable shoes. You’ve been walking for hours. Your feet hurt.

-You’ve wanted to do this cosplay for years. You’ve been working on it for months. You finished it last night.

-You poured your soul into this cosplay. No one has recognized it all day. Someone thought you were Robin Williams. You return to your hotel, blocks away from the heart of the con. The night porter compliments your cosplay by name. You are Validated.

-There is someone checking into the Marriott in a suit. A battalion of Storm Troopers pass. The person in a suit looks confused, maybe scared. The person behind the desk is unfazed.

-You are in the Marriott where the Blood Drive used to be. The Blood Drive hasn’t been here in years. You still think of this place as where the Blood Drive used to be. You still think vampire costumes should be mandatory for the Blood Drive crew.

-A Blood Drive volunteer tells your group you should donate. Most of you are gay. Two of you have new tattoos. One of you just returned from abroad. The rest have medical conditions. None of you have eaten in hours. None of you can give blood.

-You are in the Marriott where the Blood Drive used to be. A chorus of elves are singing, each of them carrying a lantern. They are beautiful. You are almost moved to tears. They are a chorus of angels, except they are elves, and the only angels you’ve seen all weekend are Castiel and Aziraphale, neither of whom seem to sing. The elves leave. BB-8 appears, followed by R2. The droids interact with the crowd. A small girl dressed as Leia pats BB-8 on the head. A second BB-8 approaches her, then a third, then a fourth tiny BB-8. The girl is delighted. It is adorable. You are moved to tears.

-You had the con crud last year. You do not want it again. You load yourself up with vitamin C and zinc. By Sunday your throat is raw. You have the con crud. You will have it next year too.

-You are in the CVS on Peachtree. The rest of the con is there too. You are buying tissues and cough drops. So are they. You all have the con crud.

-You see a badge on the floor. You are overcome with dread. You check your own badge. It’s still there. You exhale in relief. Your heart breaks for a stranger you have never seen.

-You buy a piece of jewelry and put it on. You go to a panel. Your jewelry is gone. You don’t know what happened. There is nothing to be done. You may go back to the vender tomorrow if you still have money. You may not.

-You are at a panel. The panelist makes a sex joke, then realizes there are children in the room. They apologize profusely to the parents while the children giggle. Five minutes later, it happens again.

-You see a character. You ask your friend where it’s from. “Anime,” they say. That explains nothing. That explains everything.

-A ducky squeaks in the distance.

-It is Monday. It hits five o’clock. Everyone is chased out of the venders hall. In the hotels, the Hunger Games breaks out over luggage carts. The crowds and madness disperse. The city is as quiet as it ever is. The con is over. You must return to the real world. You’re not sure you know how, but you’ll be okay. You begin to plan for next year.

#DragonCon #Dragon Con #dragon*con #dragoncon gothic #marriott carpet #cult of the carpet #long post #eiiri made this

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tanyawritesstories · 4 years

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Beneath the Armor | Kix x Reader

Came up with this fun little idea a while ago. I was supposed to publish it before I went on vacation but oh well. Hope you like it, Kixystycks deserves some love ♥️♥️

Warnings: SMUT, lingerie, teasing, Kix is a smug bastard

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You wiggled around a little bit to get used to the smooth lace fabric. Adjusting the straps of the bra and letting the panties glide over your hips. You looked in the mirror. Damn. You looked sexy in the red lace lingerie you had brought with you and were now wearing. You bought it on Coruscant and took it with you on this campaign, saving it for a special occasion. You knew this last battle to claim the planet would be a tough one and, without a doubt, your boyfriend Kix would be tired and stressed by the end of it. You wanted to help him out when that time came, so you planned on wearing the sexy garment underneath your modified blacks and armor. Hoping to surprise him when everything calmed down.

Someone pounded on the refresher door, startling you. “(Y/n), hurry up! We leave in ten!” You quickly scrambled into your blacks and exited the fresher. “What took you so long?” Kix asked. “Oh, you know,” you said, hastily getting into your special armor, “got lost in thought.” Kix smiled and helped you don the rest of your armor. Slinging your backpack of medical supplies onto your back, fitting your helmet onto your head and grabbing your blaster rifle. “Ready to go,” you confirmed. Kix put his hand on your shoulder piece reassuringly, the piece bearing the same medic symbol as him.

While most of the men in armor had been assigned this duty from birth, your story was different. You were a volunteer. Originally a surgeon on your home planet, you had joined the GAR after the Separatists invaded your home. You defended the city and it's survivors until the 501st arrived. General Skywalker saw your potential as a medic as well as a soldier and all you had to do was ask him to let you join them. The men had not taken well to you at first, being a woman and a civvie, but after a while they warmed up to you. Especially Kix. He admired you and your talents. He was just a field medic and you were a surgeon, you had much more experience then he did. You both shared the work and care of the men but you were in charge of the more difficult surgeries, with Kix aiding you to the best of his abilities.

After that Kix had gradually fallen for you but seemed you didn't feel the same way. Funnily enough, the exact same thing happened to you, in the same way. It went on for some time, Kix talking nonstop about you to Jesse, and you talking nonstop about Kix to Coric. Eventually Jesse and Coric got to talking and that resulted in the entire battalion setting you guys up to confess your feelings.

You and Kix rushed down to the hangar and met the rest of the troops. General Skywalker gave the mission briefing and everyone was corralled into the gunships. The doors closed and the inside of the ship was plunged into near darkness. Everyone took a hold of the handles and you could feel the ship lift off. Kix held onto a handle and had his other arm around your back, you doing the same to him. Even in the dim light, Jesse was able to see your small action of affection. “Are you two going to hold hands if we get overpowered by droids, too?” He said, his snarky tone filling the silence in the gunship. “Oh cut it out,” you joked, taking your hand off the handle and swatting Jesse in the chest. The ship lurched and you were jolted forwards. Though Jesse would have been prepared to catch you, Kix had his arm around you and pulled you back into his chest, your helmets clunking together.

You held onto Kix and stared at him through your helmet. Even if you couldn’t see his eyes, you knew Kix was looking back at you. A chorus of ‘aww’s echoed through the gunship and Kix rolled his eyes. The ship lurched more as it got closer to the planet's surface and the distinct sound of artillery could be heard getting closer. You felt the ship land and the doors opened immediately. You rushed out into the fire fight, a little behind the General. You fired your blaster, trying your best to see through the smoke and dust. You were lucky for your helmet.

You expected the chaos and usual madness which came with these battles. However, this was the last one and if everyone could destroy the last of the droids, the planet would be free.

Something you did not expect was for a bomb to go off not far from you. You were thrown backwards and the explosion left your ears ringing, but you got up and ran to help the men caught in the blast. Most of them were dead, but you found two still alive and in bad shape. You injected them with pain dulling drugs, and did your best to temporarily dress their wounds. You looked up and saw Kix quite a ways in front of you, so you called Coric to help you instead. He helped you carry both men back from the front where he could work on them better. You ran back out into the fray.

The 501st was advancing but slowly. Bombs were going off in every other direction, keeping you, Kix, and Coric busy. You had just finished off a couple droids, when you heard a missile heading your way. You grabbed the trooper next to you and ran. You weren't able to get far enough away before the bomb landed and you were thrown into the air again, landing hard against the ground. Your helmet was knocked off and you were dazed, your vision blurry, ears ringing, and balance way off. You clumsily got to your feet and staggered in one spot. You were too out of it to notice the commando droid sneaking up behind you. Someone yelled your name and you turned around in time to see it raise it's sword-like weapon and slash at you. You backed up but the blade still made contact, tearing through your flesh in a diagonal line. You heard more yelling and fell backwards onto the ground. You saw the commando droid get shot down with an array of blaster fire. You were vaguely aware of the burning sensation across your torso but, unable to stay awake, your eyes rolled into your head and you lost consciousness.

Kix witnessed the entire event, he being the one screaming your name. He ran to your body and saw you out cold, he checked your pulse, still alive. He called for help and Tup came running to help him carry you back to cover. He had stabilized you when General Skywalker announced over the comm that they had taken the city. The enemy had been defeated. Cheers erupted from the soldiers while Kix remained worried still. The gunships arrived right away and the injured were taken back to the star cruiser first. Kix insisted on working on you first, and by himself, he would have to remove your armor, blacks and possibly more and he didn't want anyone else to see his girlfriend that way. Coric assured Kix he and a med droid could take care of the other men. The General gave Kix a private room to tend to you and he got to work.

He removed your broken armor carefully. Those droids must have gotten more advanced blades if they could slice right through plastoid. He checked out your head, luckily your helmet had taken most of the force, it was a miracle you hadn't gotten a concussion. He saw the blood seeping through your blacks and quickly cut your top off. He was not expecting what was underneath. Instead of your usual bra you were wearing a red lacy bra that was mostly see through. Kix stared for a few seconds, shocked. The sight would've normally aroused him, had you not been bleeding heavily from the gash going from your left rib cage down to your right hip. Kix took off your bottom as well, finding a matching pair of red lace panties. Why in the blazes were you wearing lingerie underneath your armor? Kix pushed the question aside and got to work on stitching up your wound.

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Your eyelids fluttered open and you had to blink to accommodate for the blinding light. Once your eyes adjusted you saw that you were in the medbay, lying in a bed with a loose sterile gown on, and a burning pain going through your stomach. You groaned and sat up, turning your head when you heard the door open. Kix entered and sat on the edge of the bed.

"How are you feeling?" He asked. "I've got a headache and my stomach feels like it's being ripped apart," you answered. Kix moved the covers down and lifted your gown to see underneath. "Your stitches are still intact, it's just the pain catching up to you. Let me get something for you." He walked across the room and grabbed an injector. He stuck it into your neck and pushed the pain dulling fluid into your body. "Do you remember what happened?"

"A commando droid tried to dice me," you laughed, "and I almost got blown up."

"You could have died and you're laughing about it?" He questioned, clearly not expecting that reaction.

"Well I'm ok now, aren't I?"

"Thanks to me," He added. "Yes, thanks to you, dearest," you smiled at him. Kix crossed his arms and smiled halfheartedly. "You owe me," he said going back to the medical cabinet. "I know," you said sarcastically.

"Speaking of that," Kix continued, opening a drawer, "care to explain these?"

He turned around to face you, your red lace panties dangling from his index finger. You blushed as red as the garment he held in his hand. You completely forgot you had been wearing those. You looked away to hide the embarrassment on your face.

"It-it was supposed to be a surprise," you stuttered. You started playing with your fingers, something Kix knew you always did when you were nervous.

"A surprise, hmm?" He swayed over to your side, "Who for?"

"You," you mumbled, "after the battle ended." Kix tilted your chin up to see your eyes, a smug expression on his features.

"That's awfully sweet of you, love. But I'm afraid because of your injury you won't be able to put on a show for me until you heal." You pouted. "So I'll just put these in here," Kix stuffed the panties into a pouch in his belt, "Until that time comes." Your eyes darkened at the thought of Kix carrying your panties around with him everywhere he went.

"That time had better come fast."

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It was another week until your wound was only a scar and the 501st was headed back to Coruscant. Kix had been teasing you the entire time. Whether it was sending playful smirks your way, or briefly brushing his fingers over your skin. He had even flashed you the red lace still kept on his belt from time to time. Needless to say, you were desperate for him now.

You had gotten off medbay duty and was heading back to your room. You wanted a shower and sleep more than almost anything right now, almost anything. You got to your room, which you had specially to get privacy from the boys in the barracks. Pressing in the code and allowing the door to slide open. You walked in and discarded your medical coat, you walked into the bedroom and jumped in surprise. Kix was sitting on your bed with his hands behind his back.

"Hey babe."

"Hi, Kix. What're you up to?"

He stood up, still hiding something behind his back. "You're all healed up now. Do you remember what I told you would happen once you got better?"

"You haven't let me forget," you replied. He chuckled, walking slowly towards you, "I thought you might not. So head to the fresher, put these on, and then I have a surprise for you."

Kix brought the lingerie set out from behind his back and placed the bra and panties in your hands. You smirked and took them, kissing him on the cheek before disappearing into the refresher. You threw off your clothes as fast as you could and donned the lingerie. You made sure to tidy up your hair and spray some perfume on to get rid of the smell of sweat, which would probably be doubled afterwards anyway. After checking your appearance, you excited the refresher. Your mouth dropping open the moment you stepped out.

Kix was completely naked, laying on his side propped up by an elbow, his legs were spread and he was slowly stroking his cock.

You could feel your arousal making your folds slick, undoubtedly leaving a wet patch on your panties. You stared and Kix's eyes locked with yours, his brown orbs darkened with lust. He used his free hand to beckon you to him. You hastily made your way to his side and dropped to your knees, inches from his face. He closed the gap, your lips meeting in a heated exchange. You wrestled for dominance, gaining it when you replaced Kix's other hand with yours, slowly stroking him. He gasped and you slid your tongue into his mouth.

With your lips still connected, you pushed him to lay down and climbed on top of him. You continued massaging him and Kix returned the favor by pushing the panties aside and circling your clit with his thumb. Your lips broke apart and you let out a series of lewd noises.

"You make such pretty sounds, baby," Kix praised. You rocked your hips against his fingers and he pushed two inside you, your walls fluttering around his digits. You used his chest for support to hold yourself up as your knees threatened to give out.

"Kix," you moaned out, his fingers hitting that sweet spot inside you, "I want.."

"What do you want, princess?" He said, smug as ever. "Can-can I ride you?" Kix cursed under his breath. "Absolutely. Hop on, princess." He reluctantly removed his fingers, eagerly sticking them into his mouth to taste your juices. You watched him, you desire growing, hungry to feel him inside you. You reached around your back, intent on undoing the bra clasp.

"No, no, leave that on," he took your hands from behind your back and placed them on his chest. "You got this lingerie specially for me and I want to see you ride me in it." You hummed and took his member in your hand again. You moved your panties aside with the other hand and slowly sank down, engulfing his length. Kix hissed underneath you and dug his fingers into your hips, you could see his muscles tense and knew he was enjoying himself.

You sank all the way down and took a few seconds to adjust to his size. You were filled to the brim and moaned out his name. He moaned along with you, praising how good you felt around him. You ground your hips causing Kix to let out broken noises of pleasure. You began to bounce on his cock, setting a steady rhythm. He became a moaning mess beneath you, kneading your ass and reaching up to fondle your tits.

Your legs started to burn after a while, “Kix, can you.. my legs..” He pulled you down onto his chest, wrapping his arms around you, your skin sticking together and heartbeats syncing. “Shh, don’t worry, princess.” He planted his feet on the bed and braced his legs before he pounded up into you. The increasing speed spurred on the noises of pleasure falling from your lips. The tightening sensation grew in your lower stomach, as Kix hit that spot deep inside you. Whole body bursting with heat and pleasure, your nerves and brain in overdrive, only able to comprehend how good you felt.

Kix’s hands found purchase on your hip and shoulder. He slammed into you, the sound of skin harshly hitting skin filling the room, along with your moans and his grunts and growls. You gripped his shoulders and bit and sucked on his neck, making sure to leave marks that would surely be purple in the morning. He shuddered underneath you and you knew he was close. You moved your hips in time with his fast paced thrusts.

“I’m getting close,” he voiced. You reached down to play with your clit, bringing yourself to the edge. Kix’s movements got sloppy and with a few more thrusts he was spilling inside you, biting and moaning into your shoulder.

The feeling of his seed coating your walls set off your own orgasm and your release mixed with his where the two of you were connected. You stayed in that position as your breathing came back down to normal. Still connected, Kix rolled you both onto your sides, kissing you lovingly. You both laid, basking in the afterglow of sex.

Kix gently pulled out of you once he softened and went to the refresher, coming back with a small, damp towel. He cleaned you off, careful not to touch the sensitive areas. After discarding the towel, he laid down beside you and you insisted on being the big spoon.

"Did you like your surprise that you already knew about?" You asked.

"Yes, although I wish you wouldn't have gotten hurt for me to find out," Kix replied. "That wasn't part of my plan," you stated, "it does have me thinking, however, of what other things I could surprise you with under my armor. Maybe I'll wear nothing next time."

Kix rolled over to face you, his eyes clouded again. "Careful, baby. Don't get me riled up." You ran your fingers down his chest. "What if that's exactly what I want?" You purred. Kix rolled so he was hovering over you. "You're going to be sorry you asked," he breathed, "when I'm done you won't be able to walk for days."

#star wars the clone wars #clone medic kix #kix x reader #clone trooper kix #smut #clone wars

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jonathananubian · 4 years

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The First Jedi General [SWs Fanfic Preview]

Going to be doing Codywan Week~ So excited! I’ve already planned out some ideas and I just couldn’t help myself. Since one of the ideas got a little out of hand, and will be quite a bit longer than the others, I’ve decided to make a sneak peek kind of thing if anyone is interested.

I hope sneak peeks and long fics are alright @codywanweek

The First Jedi General: Prologue

Another cursed object from the karking Sith! Why was it always some random force nonsense giving them a hard time? They had enough of it from the damn Separatists, their enemies didn’t need any help causing chaos!

Groaning and smothering a curse Cody, the Clone Marshal Commander of the 212th Attack Battalion and commander of the 3rd Systems Army, slowly rose to his feet. Adjusting his helmet he quickly took in the sight of the two squads that had been with them when Obi-wan ordered them into another creepy temple. Most of his men were either sprawled on the ground or kneeling to check their brothers. “Sound off!” He barked. Low groans met his command but he ignored it, focusing on searching out his jedi.

“Waxer here, Boil’s alive too, Sir.” Slowly names were called out as the troopers gained their feet and Cody relaxed slightly when he realized they hadn’t lost a single brother. All nineteen of them where alive and mostly unharmed, save for some nausea, headaches, and a little stiffness.

“Where’s the General, Sir?” Seether asked, trying to hide his own discomfort as he flashed a penlight in Uli’s eyes to check for a concussion.

As if on cue Obi-wan dropped down from the ceiling, startling them into reaching for weapons before they registered the red hair and jedi tunics. The man looked at them and smiled in relief, even as his hands trembled faintly. Adzic dashed over to their General and immediately started to check him for damage, even as the jedi tiredly tried to brush him off.

“General.” Growled the medic. “You are paler than normal, your skin feels a little cold and clammy, and your hands are shaking. If it has something to do with the force I can’t help you, fine. But this looks an awful lot like shock to me.” There was a sternness in the vod’s voice that made Obi-wan wince slightly.

“That is… understandable, considering the circumstances.” The fact that their general allowed the medic to sit him down and look him over made the rest of the men shuffle on their feet uncertainly. Even if he was bleeding out the man would always complain about seeing the medics.

“So… any clue where we are, General?” Yorkie, one of the two shinies with them, asked carefully. Obi-wan stiffened and Cody frowned in concern.

“I… I’m still not sure.” The man looked down at his hands, his tongue flicking out to wet his lips, and with a flash of irritation Cody realized the man was lying to them. Crossing the room in long strides he loomed protectively over his jedi with a look of disapproval.

“Sir, if you have any clues then I’d like to hear them.” The man glanced up at him, blue eyes filled with fear and worry. The redhead’s shoulders drooped slightly and his chin fell to his chest. Cody and Adzic shared a look of concern before Obi-wan began to speak again.

“Truthfully I’m not certain. I have my suspicions but if they are true then… th-then…” There was a hitch in the man’s voice that spiked worry in Cody’s chest and he knelt next to his jedi, reaching up to gently place a hand on the back of his neck. It was not something he usually did around others but at the moment they were surrounded by brothers who he knew would keep their interactions quiet.

“Tell me Obi-wan.” His voice was firm but gentle as he began to massage the back of the man’s neck. Some of the tension bled out of his jedi and the man leaned back into his hand, trustingly.

“I think… I think the artifact… I think it sent us… force you are going to think I’m crazy- I think it sent us back in time.” Everyone looked at the poor man as if he’d lost his mind and even Cody couldn’t help the incredulousness he felt at such a statement.

“Sir?” Obi-wan shook his head, closing his eyes tight. “Sir, when and where are we then?” Dice asked him tentatively.

“I do believe that we are in the Cadavine Sector, in the Outer Rim.” Cody frowned. He didn’t know much about the Cadavine Sector, since they had never been deployed there.

“What’s in the Cadavine Sector that’s so important the Force would send us here?” Asked Tobril, the other shiny that had been tapped for the mission.

“Melida/Daan.” From Obi-wan’s torn voice and crestfallen expression Cody knew he was not going to like whatever explanation the man was about to give. Pulling off his helmet he sat down and pulled Obi-wan closer, regulations be damned.

“Tell me.” He said gently, carding his fingers through Obi-wan’s hair.

#codywan #star wars #general obi-wan #commander cody #time travel #angst #preview #codywanweek2020

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healer-and-sentinel · 3 years

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Jedi Sophia Headcanons!

- Only people close to her refer to her by her first name. At first its only her family friends within the Medical Corps that she’s done most of her deployments with, but eventually her second in command, Dice, and a handful of other clones are given permission.

- She uses the Force to keep sharp during critical times in the medical bay (ie, when troopers are being brought back in droves from the front line), sometimes staying awake for 40 hours or more. After she sleeps like the dead.

- Its not unusual to find her asleep at her desk or curled up in an empty cot because she couldn’t make it to her room.

- The clones have gotten somewhat superstitious about it- finding her asleep is good luck as it’s a sign that the worst has passed, otherwise she’d be up and working. They leave trinkets and scrimshaws with her as expressions of their thanks, as offerings to the Force or whatever power is out there to protect her, as bids for her good luck to follow them.

- Sophia doesn’t mind it, and can be roused in an emergency, even if they think it’s bad luck to do so.

- She tends to be very touchy in her healing, and touch-starved clones tend to gravitate to her pleasant aura and the hot-cold of her hands.

- Matching their sass comes naturally to the healer; she’s a natural in their conversations because she can relate to being born into a role, and that role taking and taking and taking with no allowance for complaint. Working disasters and epidemics and war zones has given her a dark humor and an understanding of how awful this all is.

#Evangeline Sophia leng #Star wars OC

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moonlightsolo · 4 years

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bête noire

summary: After Kylo Ren and Rey defeat Snoke together, the Resistance retreated to a rebel outpost on a planet named, Crait. The First Order is close behind equipped with a cannon ready to blow open the entrance. Once the Resistance escapes, they find a survivor and they capture them for interrogation.

pairing: kylo ren x female reader

warnings: blood, war, major tlj spoilers, flashback!!

wc: 3.1k

note: this chapter goes along with chapter seven so u might wanna touch up on that one hope u like this different type of chapter :)

CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR

“Thirteen incoming light craft. Shall we hold until we clear them?” General Hux asks, turning around to talk to the Supreme Leader who is standing behind him.

“No. The Resistance is in that mine. Push through.” His onyx eyes focus as he stares out the shuttle's viewport.

He watches the fight begin as the tie fighters swoop down from the sky and pick off some of the rickety speeders. The AT-AT walkers push forward against the ground forces, targeting the trenches outside the base. The Resistance speeders start to separate from each other and branch off.

The cannon is aiming at the large vault that leads to the Resistance. Kylo takes notice of one of the speeders that got clipped by a blast and how it kicked up the red dirt as it tumbles across the surface.

The Millenium Falcon appears unexpectedly and drops in to take the attention off of the speeders. Tie fighters are being blown up left and right.

Anger grows in Kylo Ren’s chest as he stands up swiftly and points at the ship, “Blow that piece of junk... out of the sky!” He screams, veins popping out on his forehead.

Hux is taken aback by his voice, “All fighters!” He orders. Kylo breathes heavily, his nostrils flared as he paces the walls of the ship. He continues to pick his head up to watch the battle.

All the fighters begin to follow the Millenium Falcon, drawing them off of the speeders. The cannon lets down arms that anchor it into the ground as it begins to open.

“All firepower on those speeders,” Kylo ordered his body leaning between the pilots seats. “Concentrate all fire on the speeders!” Hux retaliates which causes Kylo to shoot him an incredulous glance. The rest of the speeders withdraw while one is targeting the mouth of the cannon. Alas, their suicidal plan is interrupted by another speeder crashing into it to stop it.

The cannon blows open the vault-like an egg, fire surrounds the area and kicks up the white surface to reveal the deep red color of the planet. The AT-AT walkers continue stomping as they push forward, Kylo doesn’t take his steady glare as he focuses on the entrance to the cave.

A cloaked man emerges from the flames, it’s him. “Stop!” He says sharply, the First Order barrage halts in its tracks.

Kylo moves forward from his spot, “I want every gun we have to fire on that man.” His voice is icy and calm, too calm. The pilots and Hux look at him like he’s insane, but he pays no mind to them. “Do it.”

The walkers begin to shoot at Luke Skywalker, kicking up the red salt as they continue to blast him repeatedly. “More!” Kylo clenches his fist and one of the pilots takes notice. “More!” He screams, his voice breaking slightly.

Hux moves towards Kylo Ren, his hands are clasped behind his back. “That’s enough...” He whispers to him but Ren ignores him as he stares at the cloud of red smoke.

“That’s enough!!” Hux screams the order at the Officers now, his voice raspy.

Kylo falls back into his seat, taking deep shaky breaths as his lips tremble. “Do you think you got him?” Hux scowls at him, “Now if we’re ready to get moving, we can finish this.”

“Sir?” One of the Officers speaks as the smoke begins to clear. Kylo Ren stands and moves closer to the glass window.

He couldn’t believe it.

Luke begins to step out of the red haze, moving towards the fleet then he stops. He glares up at the ship, facing Ren. He moves his hand up to mockingly brush his shoulder off.

Kylo is seething now as he trembles with anger, “Bring me down to him.” He orders, “Keep the door covered and don’t advance until I say.” He doesn’t take his dark eyes off of his former master.

Hux turns around, “Supreme Leader don’t get distracted, our goal-.” His voice is cut short as Kylo throws him aside with the Force. His yelp could be heard by the Officers, “Right away, sir.” One of them says as they lower the ship.

Kylo walks down the ramp of the ship, his boots crunch underneath the debris. His black cape billows out behind him, “Did you come back to say you forgive me? To save my soul?” He sarcastically asks.

“No.” Luke simply says to him then Ren’s black cape falls to the ground. He gets into a fighting stance as he ignites his lightsaber; Luke does the same.

Kylo twists his angry red blade in the air before he pounces forward and swings it at Luke. The older man ducks and dodges it completely. They stare each other down again then Kylo charges.

He swings his saber at Luke who bends backward, the blade is so close to his face. “I failed you, Ben. I’m sorry.” Luke sympathizes with his nephew.

“I’m sure you are!” Kylo bites back, “The Resistance is dead. The war is over, and when I kill you. I will have killed the last Jedi.” He spits out at Luke.

“Amazing. Every word of what you just said... was wrong.” Luke calmly speaks to the furious man, “The Rebellion is reborn today. The war is just beginning. And I will not be the last Jedi.”

Kylo gulps as he glares at Skywalker, “I'll destroy her, and you, and all of it.” He growls.

Luke’s lightsaber diminishes as he stands in front of Kylo completely vulnerable. “No. Strike me down in anger and I'll always be with you. Just like your father.” Kylo shifts forward slightly, evidently bothered by his words.

He tightens his grip on his lightsaber hilt before sprinting towards Luke. He brings the red blade behind his shoulder then slices through Luke’s middle, it goes right through him. He slides to a stop then turns around as Luke faces him.

The look of surprise crosses the conflicted man's face when he sees Luke still standing in one piece.

Kylo points the tip of the saber at Luke’s chest and walks forward, watching how it goes through his body without harming him. His jaw clenches as he realizes Luke is just a manifestation through the Force, “No...” He breathes out defeatedly.

“See ya around, kid.” Luke’s body fades into nothing before his eyes. Then he realizes it was all a ploy for the Resistance to escape, “No!” He screams, his whole body is shaking with anger.

Hux begins to exit the ship, ordering his troops to search the area. Kylo picks up his cape and fastens back to his shoulders, beginning to walk to the entrance of the base with the troops in tow. “There will be no survivors. Kill anyone that’s left.” He orders them.

Hux is upset with Ren’s actions because he let the Resistance escape. His past haunts him too much, it distracts him.

The white-armored troopers flood the base as Kylo Ren enters the control room that’s guarded by two troops. General Hux stands outside as he watches him crouch down and pick something up off the concrete floor.

Kylo feels Rey’s presence in the Force as he looks up and sees her, they hold eye contact for a moment before the connection is severed when she leaves.

The golden dice in his hand disappears just like Luke did. His fists clench where it once laid in his palm as he holds back his feelings. His thoughts are interrupted by the monotone voice of a trooper, “Sir, we’ve found a survivor.”

He instantly stands up, “Bring me to them.” The trooper nods and brings to lead him to another room. He stands at the doorway as he watches the General interact with the girl. A trail of blood leads up to the metal cot where she is laying in a pool of the red liquid.

“Execute her.” The General's voice says nonchalantly as one of the men next to him aims a blaster at her head. He watches her, taking notice of how her eyes close and she calmly accepts her fate.

A rush of panic emerges in his chest, “Wait.” Kylo Ren speaks out as he walks forward. Hux turns around with an annoyed look on his pale face. “Supreme Leader. I am just following your orders. You said that there will be no survivors.” Hux informs him but Kylo just puts his hand up to silence him.

“Forget what I said, Hux. They may have information on the whereabouts of the Resistance.” He steps forward into her line of view.

The injured girl's eyes open, making eye contact with him. All he sees is fear in her glassy eyes. She realizes who he is. She knows his backstory and what he’s done.

“Excuse me, Supreme Leader. She is badly injured. She will barely make it to our ship.” Hux huffs.

Kylo’s jaw clenches in anger, “Get our medics then. Bring her to my ship at once.” He barks out at the troopers who scurry away to follow his orders.

Hux’s mouth drops, his eyebrows furrowed in frustration. He goes to say something but Kylo’s hand reaches out towards the girl's face and she falls limp. “Go find out what’s taking so long,” Kylo grumbles at Hux.

The General turns on his heel to leave the room but he hides behind the doorway to watch Ren’s next actions.

His gloved hand hovers over the large laceration on her thigh, his eyes close as he focuses. He transfers his power into her and the bleeding stops almost instantly; The size of the cut has shrunk considerably.

Hux couldn’t believe his own eyes, he just watched him save the enemy. Fury runs through his veins as he storms away to find the troopers.

Kylo sucks in a sharp breath as his eyes reopen, he watches some color rush back to her pale cheeks. During this process, he saw her memories. It started when she was a child and continued until where she is now, practically on her death bed. He felt all of her emotions. When her parents left her to die in the village on Jakku, when she met Rey and eventually the Resistance. He shook his head to get rid of the thoughts.

One of his arms hooks behind her knees and the other supports her back. He easily holds her weight as he walks out into the main part of the facility, meeting the medics halfway.

“Take her to my ship. You can work on her injuries there.” He hesitatingly hands her limp body over to them.

Something wanted him to hold on, to not let them take her and for him to care for her himself. He knew he couldn’t though. He could feel the General's eyes burning into his skin.

The Supreme Leader follows close behind the medics as they wheel her to his ship, some work on her as they were moving. He hopes she can’t feel the pain from them digging in her fresh wounds.

As they walk up the ramp, Hux interrupts him. “Excuse me, sir. But what about the Resistance? Shouldn’t we go after them?” Hux clasps his hands behind his own back.

“No. The girl will have answers. We’ll start to search the galaxy for them. No planet will be left untouched by the First Order.” He snarls before turning on his heel to head up to the cockpit to prepare for takeoff.

Once the ship lands in the hangar, the medics are already ready to get her to the medical ward as quickly as possible.

Kylo watches as they wheel her away, his facial expressions blank. Something in his chest aches as she disappears around the corner. He feels connected to her somehow and he doesn’t like this feeling. He felt it with Rey and he was let down by her choice to hold onto the light.

Hux comes up behind Ren, standing next to him as they both watch the busy hangar. “When she awakes, you’re going to question her. I have other matters to attend to.” Ren’s deep voice speaks emotionlessly then he walks away.

He retreats to his quarters, walking up to his grandfather's smashed helmet. He takes off one of his gloves, his fingertips graze over the surface as he takes a deep breath. “I need guidance. I let the Resistance fall right through my fingers. I’m not sure if this girl I recovered will have answers for me.” He sighs and shakes his head.

He pulls away from the helmet and begins to walk away so he could gather his composure and attend the meeting he has planned.

When Kylo Ren walks into the conference room, he notices General Hux isn’t there with the rest of the high-ranked officials. He continues on with his meeting, some people give their opinions and they come up with a plan to send fleets of troopers out to planets to scout for the Resistance all over the galaxy.

As he goes to exit the room, Hux walks in. “May I talk to you in private?” He whispers through his teeth. Kylo could see fresh fingernail scratches on his pale cheek, it almost made him chuckle.

Kylo gave him a curt nod, “Follow me.” He begins to walk out of the room, making his way towards the medical ward with Hux and two troopers following. “I tried to get the girl to talk but she attacked me. They sedated her. I’m not sure when she will be awake for you to take over.” Kylo just put his hand up to dismiss him, the smaller man just stopped in his tracks in the middle of the hallway. Kylo hears him groan in annoyance.

The people walking down the hallway move out of Kylo’s way. His cape floats behind him as his long legs move swiftly through the long corridors until he made it to the medical ward.

Everyone’s eyes turned towards him as the mechanical door hisses open. He looks around for the girl but he doesn’t see anybody except nurses and doctors.

One of the staff members sees him standing there with the two troopers, she slowly walks up to him— obviously nervous. “Hello, sir. Is there anything I can help you with?” She asks. He looks down at the nurse and reads her name tag, “Yes. Bring me to the prisoner.”

The nurse's eyes widen as something clicks in her mind, “Yes, sir. Right, this way.” She turns around and leads him to the door. She opens it and the bed is empty, he can’t see where the girl is.

“There is someone here to visit.” The nurse's voice is shaky, she takes a step to the side to let Ren pass through. The troopers stand on both sides of the door to guard it.

The girl looks over him, her eyes travel from his feet up to his emotionless face. His eyes take in the scene in front of him. the droid is patching up her leg and her hospital gown is hiked up high on her thigh.

She notices him looking at her bandage and she pulls the gown back down. They both stay silent as the droid finishes its job working on her wrist, “Give us a moment, droid.” Kylo orders it then it floats out of the room.

The girl doesn’t pick her head up or try to make eye contact with him, it frustrates him because he can’t read her. He takes a few large steps towards her, his tall stature towers over her in the chair she’s sitting in. He can feel her uneasiness by how her fingers are playing with the hem of the gown she’s wearing, she still won’t pick up her head.

“You know why I’m here.” He tries to keep his voice gentle but still stern. He doesn’t want to frighten the girl even more. Her eyes slowly move to look at him through the locks of her hair hanging in her vision.

She picks her head up fully before she talks, “You’re here because General Hux couldn’t get anything out of me? Is that right? He sent you to do his dirty work?” She bit back, her voice was strong compared to her demeanor.

He took a step back as she got up out of her chair and wobbled on one leg to her bed, “I applaud you for standing up to General Hux.” His voice has humor in it.

The girl's eyes look up and squinted at him as she tries to figure him out, “Why thank you..” She grumbles. Her attitude makes him want to smirk.

“The Resistance. You have to know where they are going next.” He directly asks her, moving closer to her body. “Just like I told your precious General. If I did know, I would never tell you where they went.” She snaps, looking at him with fiery eyes.

Kylo takes a chance by moving even closer, “You know, I can take whatever I want.” His voice is raspy as his eyes take over her face, taking notice to the little bit of collarbone that’s peeking out from the oversized gown. The hair on her body stands up as she gets goosebumps, it’s obvious she’s bothered by him being so close.

If she won’t talk, he’ll make her. His fist tightens as he begins to go through her memories again, “This will only hurt a little.” He can tell she’s in pain now by how she cries out and falls back onto the bed fully now. Tears are freely running down her cheeks but he barely notices.

This time he goes through every little detail, he feels how she’s pained by the Resistance leaving her to die, her own parents left her to die amongst her village, how afraid she is of him...

“The Resistance left you, your parents left you... The First Order destroyed your village on Jakku. Everyone, last one of them was murdered. You’re afraid of the First Order. So lonely. So weak. You felt that Leia Organa is like the mother who wouldn’t run away... But everyone left you. You’re alone.” He shakes his head as he sighs in pity.

The girl is still crying, her hands are tugging at fistfuls of her own hair. “Stop! Get out of my head!” She screeches. The bridge between their minds strengthened and Kylo stumbles back in shock. Did she push him out of her mind?

“You...” He breathed out. He couldn’t hide his emotions. He knows she’s Force-sensitive.

Her wet eyes open to stare at him in shock but he turns around so she couldn’t see him in this weakened state. He took a deep breath as he gathered his thoughts before exiting the room, leaving her alone again.

He knows she has potential with the First Order. It will be easy to turn her. She has nowhere else to go. Nobody sees the untapped potential in her except him.

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