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petrifiedforests · 6 months
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For the hurt/comfort prompts, and since you mentioned Fox... him and Thorn plus "Sorry, I'm being so difficult for you," perhaps? Or, if you're in the mood for something shippy, Waxer/Boil and "I'm going to be here when you wake up." 🥹🥰
Thank you @cacodaemonia! I went with platonic Fox & Thorn after the war. :) This is a fic written for a prompt from @creativepromptfills who makes amazing prompt lists. There be cursing but nothing else to look out for.
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Thorn is done. He spent the day wrangling senators and aides and political advisors and he is done. 
He smashes the keypad to their apartment with more force than necessary but the door does not slide open any faster than normal. Stupid, slow-ass thing.
It should be different, now that– well now in the after but they need the votes and the always fickle support of the general public. So he’s out there as “Important member of the Guard, the right hand man of the clone that brought peace”. Like fuck that, they’re not even calling him by his rank. He’s not expecting his name, but Commander would have been nice.
Nice, hah! The whole day he was stuck listening to them talking without the safety of his helmet, nodding along and making appropriate facial expressions.
So now, he’s absolutely done with moving his face. No more smiling or frowning or raising eyebrows or anything. 
His shoes go on the little rack, his jacket goes on the hook and his frustration…stays. Grumbling under his breath he follows the soft music into the living room where Fox is sprawled out on the sofa. He looks like he’s being eaten alive by the plush cushions and Thorn’s lips twitch upwards involuntarily.
Fox lifts a lazy hand in greeting, abandoning the movement halfway through as if it’s too much effort.
Thorn can emphasize. He takes the last remaining steps and collapses on him. A high pitched squeak is startled out of Fox and Thorn snorts.
“Shut it, I’m not emoting anymore today,” he grouses into Fox’s chest. It’s vibrating with Fox’s near silent laughter under him. Thorn is not going to join.
“Seriously?” he laments the betrayal from his closest brother.
Amidst the laughter Fox chokes out an incredibly insincere "Sorry, I'm being so difficult for you," before the shaking intensifies and Thorn has to whack him with a cushion. 
It’s the best for his mental health, really, he promises. Fuck the senate, it’s Fox’s fault for slaying the Sith anyways.
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valkeakuulas · 6 months
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Hello yes I'm here to be very predictable and ask for 💖 + Waxer/Boil (or Waxer/Boil/Rex if you're feeling ambitious? XD)
Well then, you can't just throw me a challenge like that and not expect me to take it. This involves only one pair kissing and the third one appreciating the view.
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💖 rough kiss / hot and heavy / making out
Despite his short life and the war that sometimes weighed him down, Waxer had seen many amazing things in his life.
He had watched an aiwha calf, still smooth and unscarred, glide through the air alongside its mother, seen the brilliant shades of green of Naboo, and witnessed the tiny, pleased smile Boil does when he gets his first cup of caf in the morning.
There were several other things, memories of places and brothers that Waxer considered just as amazing or pretty or even breathtaking.
And this? This was yet another thing Waxer would add to that long list, eagerly so.
Because watching Boil devour Rex's mouth, holding the blond man's hands over his head, pinning them into the bulkhead was one of the prettiest things Waxer had seen in months. Boil and Rex's fingers were laced together but Waxer saw Rex's fingers twitch and curl every time Boil did something especially good, followed by low, breathless sounds of pleasure.
Waxer shifted against the wall to find a more comfortable position, the tightness of his beneath codpiece growing even tighter as Boil pushed his thigh between Rex's, the black kama flaring open as Rex eagerly spread his stance.
Then, Rex bit Boil's bottom lip, tugging it hard enough to make Boil groan. "F-fffuuuck," Boil swore when he was released, and Waxer could see the flush covering his cheeks, the way the color was slowly spreading all over his face and ears.
Rex, oh Rex wasn't any better with his face red as a Corellian apple.
But what had Waxer swallowing, his throat suddenly dry, was the heated look Rex was giving to Boil, those familiar dark eyes burning with desire.
Then that gaze turned to Waxer, pinning him down just as effectively as he might've physically.
"Waxer," Rex called, his voice husky and enticing, and Boil actually shuddered from the tone of it, fingers tightening their hold. "Kiss me, too."
Frozen, Waxer watched Rex lick his lips quickly, dark and kiss-swollen, and it was yet another sight that was going to sear itself into Waxer's memory.
Then Waxer was moving. Two steps and his hand grabbed Rex's jaw, turning it towards him and their mouths clashed in a rough kiss.
Waxer wasn't sure which one of them let out the breathless, elated moan. It could've been him but Waxer didn't care. Not when Rex kissed him back, hungry and eager and Boil started to suck Waxer's earlobe.
Watching Rex and Boil make out was pretty as hell but this was even better.
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coline7373 · 18 days
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I'm curious about 'Ghibli - Armistice' :)
My friend! Such a speed! To answer!
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Well, now I have to show it even if its embarassing, don't I? 😆
It's old. The perspective is wonky and nothing I ever did could cure it. I decided to keep it as is instead of making it from scratch again, but...uh... 😅
Please, be kind 😆
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siryl · 4 months
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"Moonbeast" by Cacodaemonia.
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quatredraws · 1 month
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For the emoji asks, 🛒 and 🤔?
Omg thank you for the question!! I missed asking/answering ask games on tumblr, so thank you!! ❤️❤️❤️
🛒 What are some common things you incorporate in your images? Themes, feels, scenes, color palettes, etc.
I enjoy affection and fashion! I love over the top dresses, historical costumes, armours (hence why I have a lot of past gideon the ninth art, and why the mandalorian and the clone wars are pushing all my happy buttons), and I do my damnedest to shove all this on shippy drawings! Dancing, fighting, sleeping (the intimacy of napping together? Not even spicy, just the safe comfort of sleep??), these are all things I’ve loved drawing and I hope to draw more of.
I’ll be honest, I only do limited colours in my sketches. I struggle immensely with colours. It’s something I’ve taken painting classes in even, but texture and colours are a far away goal for me at the moment! 
For the future I would love to be able to do more reference sheets, or big groups art… but that requires colour! 
🤔 Do you plan out things like values, colors, and composition or fly by the seat of your pants?
Very related to the question above, anything that is not anatomy work or poses overwhelms me very easily - I can break down a body into shapes, I can chase fabric folding, I can do visage studies to learn a specific face, but anything past that my brain shortcuts. One of my painting classes teachers once took the charcoal away from me (during a value class), because I had passed the point of good piece into overworked territory. The goal is high, but I’ll keep on working for it (a palette with more than two colours) 🫣
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ooops-i-arted · 5 months
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For the fanfic asks, O and P?
O: How do you begin a story - with the plot, or the characters?
Usually, just an idea, so I'd say plot. Like No Prison Can Hold started with the simple question "What if the New Republic arrived early and arrested Din too?" (and then the next questions, "What if Din and Grogu met the Skywalker-Solos?"). Characters just tend to be whatever my current blorbo obsession is tbh - although I guess you could say Grogu himself inspired ACCPOV, as I wondered what this little child was thinking and feeling and believing during the events of The Mandalorian.
P: Are you what George R.R. Martin would call an "architect" or a "gardener"? (How much do you plan in advance, versus letting the story unfold as you go?)
I'd say I'm kinda in the middle. I rarely start without at least a basic outline, and fill in details as I think of them. For ACCPOV for example, I took notes as season 2 aired and added to them since as I expanded the character moments and arc I wanted for Grogu. I'm certainly willing to flex if I feel the story could go somewhere I didn't initially think of. I started working on that Caradin fic I keep mentioning at least a year ago and just last week thought of a better way to resolve the ending and provide Cara better resolution for what she goes through. And one time a commenter mentioned they were sad we never saw Grogu's necklace again in the show so I remembered to add it back in to ACCPOV. xD
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For the wips, The Real Treasure (Is the Medic We Met Along the Way)?
Thank you for the ask 💙 I already talked about this WIP here but lemme post a lil snippet of Kix's angsty prologue!!
The piece of tent tarp fell closed behind the commando droids with a wet sound, the kind perforated lungs made when they struggled to breathe. The first droid fixed Kix with a stare that dared him to make a run for it - for the blasters lying at an insurmountable distance at his back. “CT-6116,” it said, its voice a low drone barely heard over the rush of the wind outside. “We have been tasked with retrieving you. Know that resistance is useless.” Kix glanced over his shoulder as he edged his way backward, past the bed frame that had almost tripped him and into the narrow corridor between the cots. He could make a run for it. He could. He’d always been fast in training, had even had the option to become a scout, he’d just become a medic because that was what he excelled at. He could, if only— The commando droid tilted its head at him, eyes a uniform glow. As if obeying a silent command, its two companions at its back cocked their blasters and leveled them at the sleeping patients in the cots closest to them. Ice traveled down Kix’s spine and settled in his gut. “No.” His voice was a rasp, even to him. He wanted a glass of water. “No, you can’t. They’re- You’re not allowed to do that. It’s against the law of war-” “We are not here in a military capacity. We have been tasked with retrieving you - CT-6116, designated clone medic of the 501st Attack Battalion.” Now, the first commando droid hefted its blasters, just like its colleagues - except it wasn’t pointing it at helpless wounded, but at Kix. “And failure is not provided for in our programming.” Kix looked around himself. The tent, the cots, the troopers asleep in them - asleep or dying, but everyone died eventually - the drips hanging from their mountings, the patients’ stats scribbled onto flimsi clipboards at the foot ends of the cots with a pen that smudged… Kix wasn’t even gone yet, and it already felt so strange. So distant. 
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elismor · 1 year
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Clone Trooper Boil/Clone Trooper Waxer (Star Wars) Characters: Clone Trooper Waxer (Star Wars), Clone Trooper Boil (Star Wars) Additional Tags: Fanart, Dancing, Kissing, Fluff Summary:
A colored sketch of Waxer and Boil dancing
You guys! @cacodaemonia is amazing and wonderful and made some art based on one of my fics. :::SWOOOON:::
Go look! 
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N and O?
N: Name 3 things you wish you saw more of in your main fandom:
1) force sensitive clones (always want more)
2) time travel fix its but specifically with rebels characters
3) trans characters who are main/central to the fics (even/especially if them being trans isn't the whole story/point)
O: pick a song at random and assign a character/ship to it:
Putting my liked songs on shuffle one sec
Uptown Funk - Bruno Mars
Okay NOT what I was expecting BUT specifically it's that moment ij @thatonefanficwriternooneknows' Tattoos fic where the Corries are showing off their "weaponized dancing" skills 😂😂😂
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medic-6116 · 1 year
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💛 Do you have any piercings?
I had my ears pierced when I was a child, but I'm pretty sure the holes have closed up now
So, I'm gonna go with Nope ^^
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oathkeeperoxas · 1 year
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For the wip asks, 'sit' or 'dark'?
plenty of sit and dark references in my wips! I chose two sentences that made some sense even completely out of context 😊
from my codywan on tatooine series;
As he tucks his lightsaber into the small of his back, where it can sit without being seen, a memory nudges its way to the front of his mind – when Cody had crashed on Tatooine, Ben had felt an indescribable call out into the desert.
from my codywan whump bingo fic;
Umbara’s dark forests are shrouded with fog, thick enough that Cody could chew on it.
send me a word, and if it's in my wip I'll reply with the sentence it's in
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petrifiedforests · 5 months
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For the hurt/comfort prompts, I've got a couple ideas if you are interested:
15 "I'm going to be here when you wake up." Echo/Fives or Waxer/Boil
20 "Let's get you in the shower and we'll take it from there." Fox/Quinlan
Thank you for the lovely prompts!
You and @cacodaemonia had the same idea, great minds think alike :D
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Clone Trooper Boil & Clone Trooper Waxer (Star Wars) Characters: Clone Trooper Boil (Star Wars), Clone Trooper Waxer (Star Wars) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Medic Waxer, Major Character Injury, Meet-Cute, the clone trooper way, Scout Boil Series: Part 5 of The grumpy one loves the sunshine one Summary:
Boil doesn't really feel like much of anything. Shock is a hell of a drug he's discovering. He's pretty sure that he's hurt. He must be or he wouldn't be staring at the sky in the middle of a mission.
Scout Boil's and Medic Waxer's first meeting
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valkeakuulas · 5 months
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4 or 14 for Waxer/Boil? 😍🧡
I looked at the prompts and I decided that liked them both. So. One mash-up prompt fic coming right up!
Mistletoe: Private & Mutual Pining
Despite his smile, Waxer couldn't help but feel a bit wistful when he watched Wooley and the Commander share another kiss underneath that ridiculous headband Wooley had gotten from who-knows-where.
Next to him, Boil snorted. "Can't believe that Wooley's plan actually worked," Boil commented and he nudged Waxer with his shoulder, their pauldrons clacking quietly. "Think we ought to take a holo to share with the General?"
Waxer hoped his chuckle didn't sound too forced. "And risk the chance of the Commander stopping making out with Wooley? Nuh uh, Wooley's gonna use those massiff pup eyes if we spoil this for him."
"True," Boil agreed with a hum, and Waxer glanced at him.
He had expected to see a smirk or something similar on Boil's face, so Waxer was surprised that instead of it, Boil looked like he was deep in thought. Shifting, Waxer turned towards Boil and frowned a little when he realised that Boil was staring rather intensely at the still-kissing Wooley and Commander.
"What?" Boil asked when he noticed Waxer looking at him.
"I didn't expect you to be this interested in watching them make out," Waxer commented wryly, paying no attention to the quick sting of something in his chest when Boil flushed a little.
"It's hard to ignore them when they keep doing that right in front of you," Boil replied hastily, waving his hand towards the pair. He stood up and started walking away. "C'mon, let's go grab some food."
Waxer's frown deepened at the answer. As clones, they had learned to ignore a lot more things happening right in front of them than just a pair of vode making out.
"Waxer? You coming?" Boil called, turning to look at him over his shoulder.
"Yeah, I'm coming, I'm coming. Keep your codpiece on."
The exasperated sound Boil made had Waxer grinning despite the mild uneasiness inside him.
Two days later Waxer found himself crouching in a small armor locker near the bridge, one meant for the soft shells in case they needed to armor up for some reason. He was late from some filework and this was pretty much the only place he could find that came with relative peace.
Chewing on his lip, Waxer tried to understand how Crys had forgotten to clean up his holotrail, meaning Waxer now needed to come up with a way to hide Crys' mistake without any natborn finding about the slicing Crys did on his downtime.
He heard the doorpanel to the locker beep and raised his head in time to see Boil stepping in.
Unable to stop himself, Waxer smiled at the sight of him. "Hey."
"Hey to yourself," Boil replied as he approached Waxer, crouching in front of him. "How's the filework?" he asked, tapping the datapad.
Waxer sighed loudly and used his free hand to rub his eyes. "Crys' going to owe me so much after this," he informed flatly, "and I'll be cashing that favor in the form of three whole chocolate bars and a package of dried meiloorun."
Boil whistled lowly, impressed. "That bad?"
"That bad," Waxer nodded as he turned his attention back to the datapad. "What brought you here, though? I thought you were going to help those shinies the whole afternoon."
"About that...," Boil started, hesitant.
The tone caught Waxer's attention. "What?" he asked, giving Boil a wary look.
Whenever Boil sounded hesitant, something was afoot, and Waxer had learned to heed the signs.
"You remember that thing Wooley used on the Commander a few days ago?" Boil asked.
Blinking once, Waxer nodded slowly. "Yeah, and?"
Boil looked away, visibly nervous, and Waxer was about to ask what was wrong when Boil reached for something behind his back.
"You, uh, you can just tell me to kriff off, but I, well," Boil rambled, and Waxer was gifted with the sight of his friend blushing all the way to the tip of his ears.
It was absolutely cute and Waxer would've loved to find out how deep that flush went when he realised just what Boil had in his hand.
It was the spring that had been attached to Wooley's headband. With the fake plant still swaying on the other end.
"Boil," Waxer said, breathless. His heart skipped a beat before starting to beat so hard that Waxer feared it might break through his rib cage.
Boil's eyes glimmered with shy hopefulness when he looked at Waxer, holding the fake mistletoe between them.
The sound of armor crashing against armor was something all clone troopers knew by heart but never before had it sounded as sweet as when Waxer tackled Boil and kissed him with all he had.
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coline7373 · 2 years
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For @cacodaemonia, as a gift.
Thank you, for your endurance during this kinktoberfest, for your incredible generosity, your creativity, your love of this fandom and your amazing contributions to it.
And thank you, for making me love Boil and Waxer and their happily ever after, as much as I do now.
In honor of Open Skies, Reconstruction Corps AU.
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to-a-merrier-world · 1 year
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For Spotify wrapped, #67?
caco! hi!🤗
#67 was “Mind Over Matter” by Young the Giant
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loverboy-havocboy · 3 days
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worst thing is being held hostage by a group of antis and being anxious over what they'd do if you as much as insinuated some clones just suck eachother dry sometimes while also being afraid of talking to new people T-T
i am so sorry you're in this situation. fandom is supposed to be fun, it's supposed to be a community not a threat.
forging new connections can be so scary/difficult, but i just got into the clone wars fandom like? last summer? and i have so many AMAZING mutuals and they enrich not only my fandom experience but also my life. i'm positive i'm gonna miss some, but shout out to my cloneshipping (and cloneship-friendly) mutuals, many of whom create cloneshipping works and all of whom would be happy to have you.
@lothcatthree @insertmeaningfulusername @elismor @meebles @ithillia
@merlyn-bane @mamuzzy @riinoaheartilly @catbuir @brokenphoenix99
@riinoaheartilly @cacodaemonia @marbled-polecat @the-starry-seas @whiskygoldwings
@violentcheese @gun-roswell @wolveria @leeleebee @executeness
if you're a cloneshipper (or just not an anti), reply or reblog so we can help our comrade feel safe in fandom like they deserve <3
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