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lightasthesun · 3 months
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if disney came out with a mini series solely focusing on the Clones (this time around) it would be so popular... Imagine episodes of just Rex and Cody going on a mission or featuring how Cody got his scar or if the command batch is as close as fans wish they were. Wolffe's fight with Ventress. Fox leading a squad of new shiny guards around the Senate and showing exit ways to use in emergency situations. Gree and his first encounter with an alien animal species. Bly after his first successful mission on Felucia...
Imagine 40 minute long episodes of Clone Trooper Bliss. It would be so popular. Sigh.
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tattycoram · 5 months
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*After Cody adopted Rex into the command batch* Bly: Are we really going to let Cody keep Rex? Wolffe: We kept Fox Fox, in the distance: FUCK YOU
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constantlymisspelled · 5 months
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Cadet Commander Kestis left an… impression on the Alpha Class when the 13th Battalion stocked up on a supply run to Kamino. His Commander is debating whether he should have bothered trying to keep the Cadet in arms length. It probably wouldn’t have helped.
(Alpha 17 will never forget the strange Jetii Cadet that apologised to a door. He thinks about it when the Cadets he trains are being strange. It gives him comfort, and a strange fascination with the happenings of Jetii Cadets.)
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Vote with your heart and/or genitals. Whatever it is you use to make your choice in life partners
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st4r-t3ars · 3 months
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The bestest insomniac commander
(shh I’m biased)
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vytels · 8 months
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Dinluke, codywan time travel fanfic stuff
So, like Cody is the ori’vod of his batch in this fic and I’m sitting here on vacation thinking about how that plays out. Like somehow he’s been able to hide his huge fat crush on Obi-Wan from them, but not his own men. Sort of.
Rex has an idea, but thinks it’s more of an awe-struck feeling over natborns being nice than actual feelings.
Cody: *Staring at Obi-Wan after he compliments him*
Rex: Man, my brother really doesn’t know how to handle natborns being nice to him. Takes him off guard every time.
Honestly, I think the only one that would have a clue is Fox. Not because he’s witnessed anything, but because of shit he’s overheard in the drunk tanks.
Waxer: *Drunk and complaining.* The Commander really needs to get his shit together.
Fox: *Actively listening now because that’s his ori’vod.*
Boil: *Just as drunk and just as over Cody’s bullshit.* Yeah, his heart eyes are going to kill me. Wish the General would figure it out for them instead!
Fox: Blackmail!
Ponds and Wolffe are rarely around Cody when Obi-Wan is there. But when they are, Cody does his best to make sure they don’t notice. These are the two who would give him the most shit, after all.
Ponds: Do you remember when Cody cried because Prime looked at him funny?
Wolffe: Or the time that Cody got decked by Neyo and had to be sent to the med center?
Cody: Come on, we all have moments like that as cadets.
Ponds: Yeah but most cadets don’t fall off into the ocean.
Cody: I was trying to help Rex! He dropped his—
Bly would be the first one Cody tells, because Bly is hopelessly in love with his general and everyone knows. But Cody doesn’t want every conversation he has with his brother to be about their generals.
Bly: So, yeah that’s what General Secura did.
Cody: Interesting, but you also said there was some kind of flying animal on this planet?
Bly: Oh boy, let me tell you. One of those fuckers nearly took of my arm. I want one as a pet and I want to train them to piss on Wolffe and Fox.
Cody: Tell me more.
But you know… they all know by the end, before Cody can really admit his feelings, and they all find that hilarious.
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ahsoka-in-a-hood · 2 months
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Hey. Do you ever think about, in the heady mix of accurate and inaccurate information the clones were presumably exposed to about jedi during their training, there could have been all this stuff about empaths and mind reading and how your jedi general will know your feelings, will sense your every skeptical and sarcastic and insubordinate and treasonous thoughts. Do you ever think about command training, and policing your every thought, every feeling, every reaction, because there will be no privacy even in your own head, not when the time comes, not for one second, and you don't know exactly what the jedi will be like, but you know what the kaminoans are like, you know what your trainers are like, and you know you have to teach yourself not to think bad thoughts, not to feel the wrong feelings, not to doubt, never doubt- it's impossible but how will you make it otherwise, how will any of you make it
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mrs2224 · 1 month
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Smoke Break with Wolffe 🚬🐺👀🖤
You guys ready to see him Live???
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lukeyskywalker · 1 year
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I was just thinking: Crosshair finding out about Cody going AWOL has massive meaning in regards to how the empire is viewed by the remaining clone soldiers. I mean this is Cody, Marshal Commander Cody, the perfect clone who followed rules and regulations and conducted himself with precision. He follows orders.
And now we have Crosshair finding out that even Cody wants nothing to do with the Empire.
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nattyjae · 5 months
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You gotta bring 'em on a family road trip...
Read 'em and weep, bois!!
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tattycoram · 18 days
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*the command group chat* Cody: Time sensitive question: how flirt boy Fox: Throw rocks at he Bly: Hot dogs Wolffe: Kill him Cody: Thanks guys
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mizmaru · 1 year
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Commander Cody
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I don't know if anyone is going to see this, but I'm currently working on a Cody-Centric Fic which is probably going to be put in several parts. I have so many ideas.
If anyone is interested, it's going to be divided into three parts. One on Kamino, one on the War and one on the aftermath. It will not really be a fix-it and really clone centric.
The first part focuses on Cody's relationship with Jango, his batch mates (Fox, Wolffe, Bly, Ponds - heavy on the Fox) and later Rex. But you will notice that Cody is my favourite.
The second part includes Codywan. Sorry not sorry. It's going to be on the lighter side, with I hope lots of funny moments, but it still takes place during a war and Cody will deal with a lot of heartbreaking loss.
I'm not sure about the last part yet, but order 66 happens. It's probably going to be about imperial cody and how he learns to deal with the aftermath of what he's done and how he'll get out of the empire. I plan on including the way Darth Vader deals with clones as a sith and definietly a clone rebellion.
The point of this post is that it's still in the making process. I'm creating a time-line with events right now and have several mindmaps of relationship dynamics and how I'll portray them and just wanted to put the offer out to send me all ideas you've always wanted to see in a fanfic, but know you won't make it yourself. I'm open for shit posts and heavier ones. Your own ideas or some vague feelings. It doesn't matter.
This fic is already going to be written mainly for myself and is very self-indulgent and I thought, why not include everyone who never get's to writing their own fics.
So, yeah.
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uh-oh-its-bird · 1 year
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Fun starwars fic idea;
Countless years after the rise of the empire (the exact number and thus the cast of characters around up to you) an old tablet that used to belong to a clone commander is found. Curious as to what's was on its camera, the finder ends up slowly posting the cache of data online, including the many messages and videos stored on it -- both filmed on it and from the GAR chats it's still connected to.
TLDR; social media fic revolving around the general galaxy reacting to old messages, videos and pictures documenting the daily lives of the clone army, who ofc propaganda has painted to be emotionless droids, the very picture of obedience.
Sprinkle in some fun inside jokes, clone culture, jedi positive relationships and funny GAR pranks and memes, and decades after these brave men were alive, they finally seem to be getting their due.
(And some are left wondering just how exactly it all went so wrong)
Im thinking especially hard about internet sleuths drawing lines between the clones and later reports of where they were the day of the jedi purge. How these videos show Bly's near legendary simping for his Aayla, or Cody and Obi-Wan's pet names and undying loyalty to eachother and how the clones love their jedi and they love them back just as strongly -- only for reports to show the very same killing their loved ones.
I just love a good outsiders POV is all honestly. And I love the idea of not only civilians watching but also stormtroopers too -- who've specifically been taught taught and held up to the supposed standards of perfect obedience that the clones upheld. Depending on what year this is in to, you could have the few surviving clones or jedi seeing these videos and just. Painfully reminiscing.
Imagine someone of the public recognizing a specific clone from the videos, now so much older and possibly still chipped, and the internet just EXPLODING. Or the sudden jedi positive feels and clone/jedi shippers as they watch them be all dumb and domestic between fighting for eachothers lives. The online personality "what clone are you" quizzes and the online Aayla Secura fanclub where their front page declares Bly the founder and OG simp.
Just. Having so many thoughts
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vytels · 5 months
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When I said I had an abundance of Star Wars AUs, I meant it... now presenting the AU i thought of while watching supernatural edits on tiktok:
Fett Family Fables
“Buir!” The scream dragged him out of his sleep and stole his breath away. 
The scene around him spun as his body swung to its feet, but his mind electrified itself and burst through with a dam of thoughts. His feet slapped across the carpets and wooden floors, his hands pushing against the walls and throwing his door open. Moments had passed, but sounds from another room grated him. 
Ad’ika, ad’ika, ad’ika, ad’ika. Jango thought. Ad’ika, ad’ika, ad’ika, ad’ika.
Sobbing reached his ears, barely masking the groans and squelching accompanying it. Light poured through the hallway from the kitchen and his heart hammered in his chest. He stumbled forward and ricocheted off the wall, before scrapping his way through the archway. 
Blood marred the floor and cabinets, dragged in a trail from the kitchen door to the table. It splattered across more surfaces as his son writhed on top of the table. With his face twisted beyond recognition, his son thrashed with his arms and legs, while his body contorted under the bodies and hands pressing down on him. 
“Wolffe?” Jango croaked. Wolf’ika?
Cody’s head popped up, blood thick against his forehead, “Buir! Come help!”
“What happened?” Jango reached for his son. His fingers slipped against the skin of his arms. 
“He’s been bit!” Ponds sobbed from next to him, while clinging to the leg thrashing against the table. Tattered jeans swung against his hands, stained black from blood. Even as Bly pressed against the wound there, he could still see the symmetrical slashes and punctures of damage. 
White pain flooded his bones and buzzing wiped through his thoughts. Numbness spread across his fingers despite the warmth of liquid spilling through them. His eyes trailed away from the mess of blood, wandering up his son’s body, before searching the curves of his face. 
Wolffe’s eyes, no, his eye peaked open as his head turned. Light reflected against their brown hues, washing them in green-yellow. Blood seeped out from his other eyes, caused by a jagged wound that sliced through it. Pain twisted on his face as his lips drew back, silent screams pushing through as he struggled to breath. Pointed teeth flashed around his lower jaw, slowly accompanied by growing ones above it. 
Jango turned back to his other sons, meeting their gazes. Fear lived in their eyes, pouring into their tears. 
“Please, don’t kill him, buir,” Fox begged, “Please.” 
The scratch of words, the desperate please broke his heart and shattered his will. He turned back toward Wolffe, taking in the pain that filled the boy’s face and the fear creeping through his one good eye. He made a choice. 
“Wolffe…” Jango’s hand slipped to his shoulder and pain wretched through him as his body doubled over, cradling his son closer to him. “Ner ad’ika, ner ad’ika, k’oyacyi, k’oyacyi.” 
Tears and sweat mixed into blood, staining the last clean surfaces of their kitchen. 
The memory drifted away as Jango checked the security system one last time, the door of their home clicking shutting and whirring to silence as the locks set in. Somehow, over the years since that incident, each one of his sons had become a type of monster. He cursed his luck, he cursed himself, how could a father let such things happen to his sons? 
And even as Jango shut off the lights, he still felt the weight of danger across his shoulders. 
They had been raised to kill monsters, they had been hunters, they had been predators in the night. 
But now they were monsters, they were the hunted, and they were the prey. 
Jango would rather die than let anything else happen to his children.
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panther-os · 1 year
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Gree - Mansplain
Ponds - Manipulate
Trauma - Manslaughter
Monnk - Manwhore
Wolffe - Manpower
Blackout - Manifest
Fox - Manager
Cody - Mannequin
Thorn - Manicure
Bly - Malewife
i do not take criticism
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