#212th medic Slasher

[alamogirl80]

Slash out of the shower…😍

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#clone medic slasher #tcw slasher #clone oc #my oc art #star wars #the clone wars #212th battalion #212th medic Slasher #sw the clone wars #mel’s art #fanart #Star Wars art #the clone wars art

[imrowanartist]

I just wanted to introduce my new ARC trooper, Silence, but then I thought hey I haven't drawn Kio in a while so let's add a sketch with him and Si. Then I remembered that I said ages ago that I also wanted to draw @alamogirl80’s Slasher giving piggy back rides to Kio. And then I also added another Si with Hoagie (who belongs to @anstarwar) just because and then yesterday I accidentally made another OC, so uh yeah meet Ryo, my new 212th medic as well. Oops?

Used a bunch of references from Kibbitzer's pose packs

Taglist:

@griseldafury21 @imhereforthefanartandfics @disgruntldd @attacking-those-pesky-kyojins @bi-witch-rose @friendly-disreputable-dog @goddess-of-congeniality @therealrobinceballos @k9cat @notoriginalenoughtohavmyprefname @weareoutofmaplesyrupdave @shadowlight17 @bookroselover @purgetrooperfox @littlefeatherr @fantastic-commander-fox @handsignals @thechaoticfanartist @redminibike1

#the clone wars #arc trooper silence #keerahn 'kio' januro #clone medic slasher #clone medic ryo #clone medic hoagie #other peoples ocs #ro’s ocs #ro’s art

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Working

Here is another fic that I do not claim to be 100% accurate but just satisfies the feels. I mention clone trooper medic Slasher(belongs to @alamogirl80) who I fell in love with. I hope they are okay with me letting me use him in my AU (mostly just as a background character) but if they are not then just let me know and I will remove him.

It was a beautiful day on Dinoetae, Hardcase and Dogma had taken their work out to the back deck. They usually worked indoors but today was so nice it seemed a waste to spend it inside. The sun was shining with decent cloud cover and there was a slight breeze that shook the trees surrounding their house, but not enough to disturb their work.  A small flock of Enantiornithine A flew overhead and a few settled on the railings to observe the two clones. 

Hardcase was tinkering with a new type of small bomb as the GAR was asking for new prototypes. After Hardcase and Dogma left the GAR they needed a job and the Republic was offering positions for weapons engineers of various availability. Hardcase took the one where you worked off sight and sent in new designs on whatever schedule you signed up for and the GAR would look it over and either reject or accept it. If accepted it would be produced if rejected Hardcase could either try and sell it to a smaller company that wasn’t at odds with the Republic or drop the design. More often than not the designs were accepted leaving no real reason to look elsewhere. Dogma offered to split the job with Hardcase, leaving him to do the designs and Dogma dealing with the paperwork, emails, and legal processing. Occasionally, both of them would assist the other if need be, but most of the time that wasn't necessary.  

Hardcase worked on his newest project on a table and Dogma was sitting cross-legged on one of their cushioned outdoor sofas nearby. He had a pile of daptands next to him on his left and was currently reading one of them, probably sending or receiving emails.

 “Hey, do you remember Wooley?” Dogma asked.

“What?” Hardcase replied looking up from his experiment “sorry, wasn’t listening” 

“Do you remember Wooley?” Dogma asked again.

Wooley. Hardcase had to think about that name for a bit. The name sounded familiar but nothing was coming to mind, wait-

“Wasn't he apart of the 212th?”

Dogma nodded. Hardcase remembered seeing him one or twice during the war but they didn't interact to any significant degree.

“Why are you getting emails from Wooley?” 

“I didn't, Tup sent me a message saying he met Wooley on Coruscant at that artists convention he was invited to showcase at”

“Ah”

“Well Tup knows him better than I do, apparently he became a ARC trooper during the war”

“Really” Hardcase said as paired two wires together

“Oh and get this apparently he is married to some 212th medic named Slasher”

“I've never heard of him before” 

“Neither have I” replied Dogma “they are also going to be moving out to Dinoetae pretty soon though”

“That’s good, it’s nice to have more brothers out here”

After that last comment Dogma went silent and both men went back to work. However, Hardcase found himself watching Dogma more than he was actively focusing on his tinkering going into an auto-pilot mode. Dogma looked so much more relaxed and at peace than he was during the war. His face wasn't tense and his limbs were held casually. It was a rare occurrence to get Dogma to truly relax and let go during the war, but now he was free and had no reason to be stressed.

Hardcase smiled lovingly at his riduur, Dogma was perfect in his eyes and he was just so happy to be with him. Dogma suddenly smirked while scrolling on his datapad. Hardcase was confused at what he was smirking at, was it something he read or-

 *BOOM*   

The Enantiornithine A scattered and Hardcase fell backwards hitting the ground as his bomb exploded on the table. Hardcase started coughing from the smoke and from having the wind knocked out of him. After his senses came back to him he sat up and heard laughter. Standing up he saw Dogma clutching his stomach as he laughed.

“Oh har dee har har” Hardcase retorted, crossing his arms “just laugh as the love of your life nearly kills himself!”

Dogma spoke with a smile, his shoulder still shaking slightly from his laughter. “I saw you staring at me but I didn't say anything.” He collected himself then went on “I also watched you connecting the wires which I knew would cause an explosion”

“Wow, watching me about to kill myself and you did nothing” Hardcase said sarcastically.

“If you were about to do something legitimately dangerous I would have said something!” Dogma said in a deadpan manner.  

Hardcase smirked and walked over to his riduur, resting his fists on either side of Dogma’s legs and leaned down so their heads were level. Dogma slightly blushed as Hardcase looked him in the eyes.    

“What?”

“Nothing, just love you” Hardcase said smoothly.

Dogma blushed again and turned his head away from Hardcase “your such a sap you di'kut.” 

Hardcase simply raised one hand and gently guided Dogma in for a soft kiss. As their lips parted, Dogma said “C'mon we should get back to work.”

“Alright” Hardcase replied and he pulled away but stopped to give a quick kiss to Dogma’s forehead “but I intend to finish that little moment in bed tonight”

Dogma blushed even more and yelled “HARDCASE!” with more affection than anything else.

Hardcase's only response was a laugh as he walked back to his work table.

#Dogma/Hardcase #cloneshipping #domga #hardcase #Dinoetae AU #does star wars have emails? #I don't know but they do now #CT-6922 #Dinoetae AU Year 2

[alamogirl80]

“Approval”

Alpha 17 never believed Slash would survive war. He’s too soft, too timid, no ferocity. Slash has always been terrified of 17 - no batchmates, shoved into ARC training because he is Alpha ARC sized and then brutally bullied because he wasn’t the killer 17 wanted him to be. So 17 sent him to medic training, figuring he’d last a month.

Years later, Alpha17 gets to see the brave soldier and talented medic who saved countless brothers’ lives. And he couldn’t be more proud. 🥹

#star wars #the clone wars #clone medic slasher #tcw slasher #alpha 17 #212th battalion #the clone wars comics #mel’s art #baby’s first comic strip #tcw #sw the clone wars #tcw art #star wars art

[alamogirl80]

CHAPTER 13 of “And I’ll Follow the Light in You”

Obi-Wan’s withdrawal from most of the social interaction from eager clones who want nothing more than to get to know him isn’t truly out of fear. He’s not afraid of them, not really, but sometimes he cannot control the way his body reacts.

Finally an update on my codywan AU! Enjoy!

#codywan #obi-wan kenobi #commander cody #obi wan x cody #212th attack battalion #waxer #boil #hardcase #clone medic slasher #tcw slasher #arc trooper wooley #wooley #clone trooper Longshot #captain rex #mandalor cody au #mandalor cody #And I'll Follow the Light in You #my fics

[alamogirl80]

Based on Clones in Hoodies by @shukruut

Slash is a little shy…

#mel’s art #slasher #tcw slasher #clone medic slasher #star wars #the clone wars #tcw #clone wars #my clone ocs #sw the clone wars #Wooley is whistling at him from off screen #digital art #fan art #star wars fanart #tcw art #212th attack battalion

[alamogirl80]

The Info Post

Here is the “this is where all my stuff is at” post. (Wooley and Slasher logos created by @silverxsakura )

⚠️ DO NOT REPOST MY ART: Reblogs are life

I do not do commissions. And only art requests when I make a post about it.

⚠️ I also do not care who you ship. If you don’t like who I ship, move along. I will tag my posts and all of my ship art.

The Clone Wars fic on AO3:

🟠 Codywan AU - “And I’ll Follow the Light in You” 🟠

Art: 🖌️🎨

All of my art will be posted on AO3 and the non-spice will be cross-posted here on Tumblr. All spicy content will be on AO3 and linked on tumblr

The Clone Wars Art Dump - some ships and individual clone art 🔞

🔴 All my FanFiction is on AO3 and you can find it here

🧡 If you want to know about Slasher - my 212th/Jaig Squad medic OC, his post is here

CALL OF DUTY ART

Apparently I am hooked on SoapGhost and König/Horangi from COD:MWII so there will be art of them.

As of right now, I don’t have an AO3 art dump post for them but when I do, I will link it here.

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#info post #fanfiction #alamogirl80 #pinned post #And I'll Follow the Light in You #codywan #tcw art #clone wars art #mel's art #my fic #my art #ao3 #links

[alamogirl80]

CHAPTER 8 “And I’ll Follow the Light in You”

Rex watches a Jedi perform the impossible and wonders when his life took such a turn...

Huge thank you to @cacodaemonia for the beta and to @anstarwar for the amazing clone cuddle pile art that I love with all my heart!

#my fic #fic update #mandalor cody au #codywan #captain rex #obi wan kenobi #commander cody #clone medic slasher #tcw slasher #arc trooper fives #arc trooper echo #hardcase #arc trooper wooley #boil #waxer #212th attack battalion #501st #501st battalion #star wars au #star wars #clone wars #tcw fanfic #sw the clone wars #And I'll Follow the Light in You #star wars fanfiction

[eyayah-oya]

Armoring Up

Based on @cacodaemonia‘s art of Wooley here. Slasher is @alamogirl80‘s sweet medic oc that I adore. I hope you both like it

This is vaguely (hand-wavily) placed in The Reconstruction Corps AU but also has a sprinkling of my own au in it. Like Wooley’s backstory and his batchmates (there are 10 of them split into two squads of five).

For reference, I took Wooley’s backstory of being a POW and made it a bit hurtier and make more sense in my mind with his presence in canon. Wooley and his squad were assigned to a different battalion than the 212th under Commander Rill and General Tamor (both of whom are my ocs). Tamor was killed in the battle, and Commander Rill, along with about fifty of his men, were captured. The Separatist General used Rill’s men (including Wooley and his squad) to try to coax Rill into giving away GAR intel and then selling the survivors to Trandoshans. They believe Rill was killed. Wooley, Cyan, and six others were the only ones to be rescued by the 212th and eventually joined Ghost Company.

Also, this scene might actually end up being a part of my longfic if I end up liking it and it fits.

I wrote most of this late at night, so if it doesn’t make sense, let me know 😅

Wooley strapped on each piece of armor, making sure the mag-seals all connected correctly without any risk of coming undone. It was a ritual every clone had learned to do at a young age, only now he had more pieces to put on. ARC armor was heavier than regular infantry armor, and it showed. Especially with the kama and the shoulder guards. There was also the added weight of knowing that more lives relied on him to come up with plans on the spot and get everyone out of danger. Or as many as he possibly could. That was one of the lessons he’d learned during ARC training: you can’t save everyone, no matter how much you wish you could.

This particular armoring was different though. This one was special in the same way that armoring up in his whites for the first time was special and the way that painting his armor for the first time was special.

After failing to complete ARC training the first time and having to relive some of his worst memories the second time, Wooley knew he’d earned both his armor and the jaig eyes painted on the chest-piece.

The door opened and Cyan entered the room. The last member of Green Squad besides Wooley himself.

“If you stand around preening any more, your bucket won’t fit on your head,” Cyan sniped.

Wooley sighed. Cyan hadn’t forgiven him for accepting the promotion to ARC. He’d become overprotective from the moment that their other three squad members had been taken from them and likely sold to the Trandoshans for their awful hunting arenas. Wooley didn’t like to think of what had happened to them after that. It hurt too much.

“Cyan . .  “ Wooley started, but Cyan interrupted him with a shake of his head.

“Commander Cody told me to tell you that there’s a briefing on the bridge in twenty. He wants you there a few minutes early.”

Before Wooley had even opened his mouth to acknowledge the message, Cyan was gone, the door swishing shut behind him and leaving Wooley alone to his thoughts.

He understood the reason why Cyan was upset, but that didn’t mean it hurt any less. ARCs were sent on dangerous missions, usually with only a squad or another ARC as backup. He was trained for this, but that training was hard-earned.

The first time he’d gone to ARC training, Wooley had nearly made it all the way through before they’d reached the training for Protocol When Captured by Enemy Combatants.

"As ARC troopers, you will regularly be working with Generals and Commanders on highly classified missions. You will know information that the Separatists will want, no matter what. My job is to make sure you won't break if you get captured. Who can tell me what kind of methods they might use to try to get classified information from you?" Alpha-17 asked as he stood in front of Wooley’s fellow trainees.

The standard responses were immediately thrown out as well as some more bizarre ones that were technically possible but definitely unlikely in an actual situation. Starvation, dehydration, extreme temperatures, pain, isolation and more.

17 nodded as the answers began to trickle to a stop. Wooley barely noticed over the roar in his ears and the memories that flashed through his mind. None of these ARC candidates really understood what it was like to be captured by the Separatists. They didn’t understand their cruelty. Or the pain they caused.

Wooley usually asked questions and provided thoughtful, detailed answers to any questions that 17 might toss out. Today, he was silent. Until now.

Wooley took a small step forward and a deep breath.

"They'll use your brothers against you," Wooley said, clear and loud enough for everyone to hear. There was a stiff sharpness from the way he was desperately clinging to every ounce of his control. "Everything that might be done to you will be done to them but worse. Not even your death will spare them. The Separatists will use every resource available to them to pry the information out of you. They will do everything to you."

17 had called Cody to get the full story and 17, Cody, the 212th CMO, and Wooley all agreed that he would return to the 212th for a while. He had the makings of a great ARC candidate, 17 had said, but Wooley had needed to heal a bit first. He’d eventually gone back and completed the full ARC training program with a lot of support from his fellow ARC candidates and even 17 himself.

The armor was special. He’d earned it, and it was the first time he would be wearing said armor with the 212th. Wooley grabbed his spare power packs for his blasters and stared at them for a minute, thinking. Remembering.

The door slid open again, and Wooley looked up, hoping that Cyan wasn’t back to potentially start another fight. All of the tension bled out of his shoulders when he saw Slasher in the doorway, a look of concern in his eyes.

“I just passed Cyan. Are you okay?” Slasher asked.

Wooley shrugged. He knew he and Cyan needed to have a conversation at some point and work out the differences between them. Wooley knew it was all due to his brother’s overprotectiveness since he was older than Wooley and they’d already lost Talla, Kita, and Maie.

“I’m okay. I don’t think he’ll ever forgive me for becoming an ARC and putting myself in danger. Although I think he’s mostly angry at Commander Cody now,” Wooley said as he slid the spare power pack into the correct pouch. He dropped his eyes away from Slasher and fiddled with his glove, even though he’d put it on a couple of minutes ago and it was perfect already.

“For what it’s worth, I think you’re going to do some pretty great things as an ARC. You’ve survived so much already, and I know that you’re going to do amazing,” Slasher said, walking over to pull Wooley into a proper hug.

Wooley leaned gratefully into his friend’s warmth and support. His eyes slid shut and he wrapped his own arms around Slasher, sinking into the offered comfort. Slasher always gave the best hugs, and Wooley was not shy about taking advantage of that particular talent.

“And the armor is pretty badass,” Slasher added.

With a snort and a chuckle, Wooley stepped back and turned to finish putting on his armor, Slasher stepping forward to help. “Apparently I’m needed on the bridge. I’ll see you later?” he said as he tucked his bucket under his arm.

“Always,” Slasher replied and knocked his vambrace against Wooley’s. “Go show off your new armor, Wooley. I know you’ve been eager to this whole time.”

Wooley grinned and tossed a casual salute towards Slasher before striding out into the corridor. He had earned the armor twice over. He absolutely deserved to show it off.

taglist: @justasigh37

#arc trooper wooley #slasher (alamogirl's oc) #clone medic slasher #pre slasher/wooley #maybe? #up for interpretation #crimson batch #green squad #wooley's batch #references to wooley's past #not inherently angsty #but a little bit of it thrown in #clone trooper oc #clone trooper cyan #slasher gives the best hugs #wooley gives the best cuddles #no you can't change my mind #i hope you like it?