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david-talks-sw · 8 months

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Debunking more myths in the GFFA: the Jedi and the clones.

I wrote a post debunking the various myths about how "the Jedi condone slavery", a while ago. Something I had omitted (because it's such a big topic) was the following two statements that concern the clone troopers' relations with the Jedi:

"The clones were genetically bred to have accelerated growth, so they're technically child soldiers."

"The clones were slaves of the Jedi."

Both the above statements are inaccurate, let's explore why.

"The clones were child soldiers"

Let's get the easy one out of the way first, because it's a logic that cuts both ways. If age is our only determination of the maturity of a Star Wars character, then Grogu is not a baby. He is aged 50, and is thus a middle-aged man.

Who cruelly eats the babies of a woman...

... and knowingly tortures animals for his own sadistic pleasure.

Of course, I'm kidding. Grogu's none of the above things.

The narrative frames him as a cute baby who does innocent baby stuff. Him eating the eggs is played off as comedic, as is him lifting with the frog. To this day, some fans still call him "Baby Yoda".

Conversely, despite the clones being 10/14-years-old, their actions, behaviors, way of thinking, sense of humor, morals etc, are all those of an adult.

Like, Ahsoka is technically older than Rex in this scene.

The scene doesn't portray them as peers, though. This isn't written as "a teen and a tween talking". No, Rex looks, acts and behaves like a grown-up and is thus framed as such by the narrative.

You can make the argument "they're child soldiers", but (unless you're doing so in bad faith) you'd also have to argue that "Grogu's an adult".

"The clones were the Jedi's slaves"

Nope. For all intents and purposes, they're in the same boat as the Jedi, who George Lucas stated multiple times had been drafted to fight in the war.

Again: both the Jedi (monk/diplomats untrained for fighting on a battlefield) and clones (literally bred en masse only to fight) are being forced to fight by Palpatine and the Senate.

Though, on paper, the clones were commissioned by Jedi Master Sifo-Dyas, it was actually done by the Sith (who either manipulated or assassinated Sifo-Dyas then stole his identity, depending on the continuity you choose to adhere to). The rest of the Jedi had no idea these clones were being created.

So while the clones are slaves... they're not owned by the Jedi.

They're the army of the Republic, they belong to the Senate. This isn't exactly a scoop, they refer to the clones as something to purchase...

... and manufacture.

As far as the Senate’s concerned, clones are property, like droids.

Like there's a whole subplot in The Bad Batch about this very point: after the war, the clones are decommissioned and left out to dry because they literally have no rights, they served their purpose.

The only trooper to ever canonically blame the Jedi for the clones' enslavement is Slick, who the narrative frames as having been bribed and manipulated by Asajj Ventress into betraying his comrades.

Also, the only canonical Jedi shown to ever be mean, dismissive or mistreating the clones in any way, is Pong Krell.

And it's eventually revealed he’s in fact a full-on traitor, hence why the story frames him as an antagonistic dick from the moment he's introduced. He doesn’t represent the Jedi in any way.

We know this because the other Jedi we’ve been shown are always prioritizing their clones’ lives over theirs, if given the chance.

Finally, if we wanna get even more specific... as Commander-in-Chief of the Grand Army of the Republic (GAR), the clones belong to Palpatine.

Palpatine who is a Sith Lord.

Palpatine who arranged for the creation of the clones and had them all injected with a chip that would activate upon hearing a code-word...

... and forced them to murder their Jedi without hesitation or remorse.

When you bear all that ⬆️ in mind and when you read this quote by George Lucas...

"The Jedi won't lead droids. Their whole basis is connecting with the life force. They'd just say, 'That's not the way we operate. We don't function with non-life-forms.” So if there is to be a Republic army, it would have to be an army of humans." - The Star Wars Archives: 1999-2005, 2020

... narratively-speaking, everything falls into place.

Sidious knows that:

If he orchestrates a war designed to thin the Jedi's numbers, corrupt their values and plunge the galaxy into chaos...

If he wants to draft the Jedi - peace-keeping diplomats who’d never willingly join the fray - to fight in his war...

... then the only way they won't resist the draft and abstain from fighting is if they think joining the conflict will save lives.

So he creates a set of cruel, sadistic villains for them to face, opponents who will target innocent civilians at every turn...

... and instead of lifeless droids, he prepares for the Jedi an army of men... living, mortal people who, despite being well-trained, will be completely out of their league when facing the likes of Dooku...

... Ventress...

... Grievous...

... Savage Opress...

... or the defoliator, a tank that annihilates organic matter.

Thus, in order to save as many clone and civilian lives, the Jedi join the fray despite knowing that doing so will corrupt their values.

And as the war rages on, a bond of respect is formed between the two groups.

Clearly, the Jedi don't like the fact that the Republic is using the clones to fight a war, but for that matter, they don't like being in a war, in fact they advocated against it.

However, it's happening regardless of their issues with the idea or personal philosophies. Said The Clone Wars writer Henry Gilroy:

"I’d rather not get into the Jedi’s philosophical issues about an army of living beings created to fight, but the Jedi are in a tough spot themselves, being peacekeepers turned warriors trying to save the Republic."

And bear in mind, the Jedi are basically space psychics, the clones are living beings that they can individually feel in the Force...

... so the Jedi feel every death but need to move on, regardless, only being able to mourn the troopers at the end of every battle.

We see this in the Legends continuity too, by the way.

(that is, when the writers actually try to engage with the narrative)

Also, if you ask the clones, they’re grateful the Jedi have their backs.

When Depa Billaba voices her concerns about how the war is impacting the Jedi's principles, troopers Grey and Styles are quick to make it clear how grateful they all are for the Jedi's involvement:

So the clones aren't the Jedi's slaves. If anything, they're both slaves of the Republic (considering how low the Jedi's status actually is in the hierarchy).

Only I'd argue the clones have it much, much worse.

The Senate sees the Jedi as "ugh, the holier-than-thou space-monk lapdogs who work for us"... but a Jedi has the option to give up that responsibility. They can leave the Order, no fuss or stigma.

A clone trooper cannot leave the GAR! If they do, they’re marked for treason and execution. Again, they’re not perceived as “people”.

And it doesn’t help that the Kaminoans, the clones’ very creators, see the troopers as products/units/merchandise. A notion that the Jedi are quick to correct whenever they get the chance.

How The Clone Wars writers describe the clones' relationship with the Jedi.

George Lucas hasn’t spoken much about this subject aside from the quote from further up. But to be fair... the Prequels aren’t about the clones’ dynamic with the Jedi, so it makes sense that he wouldn’t talk on that subject so much.

He did mention that part of The Clone Wars’ perks is that he could:

“Do stories about some of the individual clones and get to know them.”

But that’s as far as it gets.

So for this part, I'm just gonna let Dave Filoni, showrunner of The Clone Wars and the upcoming series Ahsoka, and TCW writer Henry Gilroy - both of whom worked closely with Lucas - take the wheel. They make themselves pretty clear on how the clone/Jedi dynamic is meant to be viewed.

Here’s Henry Gilroy:

"In my mind, the Jedi see the clones as individuals, living beings that have the same right to life as any other being, but understand that they have a job to do."

"The clones see the Jedi as their commanding officers on one hand, but also, at least subconsciously, they look to them for clues to social/moral behavior."

"Some clones may find themselves getting philosophical leadership from the Jedi that helps them answer some of the deeper questions of life."

"We thought this was a great opportunity to show how the Jedi interact with clones. Specifically, Yoda in a teaching role of the clones, who were socially new, who kind of grew up— who were created to fight, and he really broadened their horizons and helped them realize there was a great big universe out there that was bigger than just fighting and killing."

And here’s Dave Filoni’s comments:

"I truly believe that the Jedi try to humanize their clones and make them more individual, as Henry says."

"I think we saw that in Revenge of the Sith, when the Clones were colorful and named under the Jedi Generals, and then in the final shots of the film with Palpatine and Vader near the new Death Star, the ships are grey, the color and life is sucked out. The Stormtroopers are only numbers and identified by black and white armor or uniforms in A New Hope."

"The soldiers have become disposable to the Emperor."

"That is something the Jedi would never do."

"Yoda teaching the clones much like he taught Luke. ‘Cause that was kind of natural for [the Jedi], a natural instinct to take to these clones like they’re students."

None of the above quotes from two different writers of The Clone Wars, who had many interactions with George Lucas, frame the Jedi and the clones’ relationship in a negative way.

How much more proof do we need that "the clones were slaves of the Jedi” isn’t the intended narrative?

My point being that while the clones' ordeal is indeed horrible, the Jedi have nothing to do with it. The narrative of The Clone Wars always frames it as the fault of the Sith, the Senate and the Kaminoans.

If you go by the intended narrative, the Jedi were the clones' teachers and brothers-in-arms. The clones and the Jedi were not just comrades.

They were friends.

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sinfulsalutations · 7 months

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It’s difficult for you to hate almost any of the clones you work with. Though the Kaminoans have some certainly questionable views and methods of raising them, they’ve certainly done well teaching them manners and kindness. Most banter well, and respect your space and your time when they arrive at your office, though some are a little more flustered than others (how many have never even met a woman still baffles, yet nonetheless unsurprises you). You can cooperate quite well with most of the identical-faced troopers without any effort.

Except for Crosshair.

Ugh. Crosshair.

That toothpick-munching, frog-face frown, tacky tattoo, flat-assed, nasally-voiced sniper.

He’s never liked you, starting from the beginning in your first fleeting interaction. You’re still trying to figure out why; there’s little you could’ve done in a split moment of conversation for him to decide you’d be sworn enemies to savor the relationship. But that doesn’t matter in the grand scheme of things when he’s still a total asshole.

Flicking toothpicks onto the floor of your office and not bothering to pick them up as he leaves. Smiling all smug when he makes a sudden quip that catches you off guard. Slowly crackling and stretching his long, dexterous fingers as he deadpans in your direction, causing your breath to hitch and body heat to rise rapidly.

You’ll be one right back; you’re not a coward.

Yeah. Crosshair can fuck right off.

But he can also fuck you if he wishes to.

“Kriff,” You swear, biting back everything in you urging to turn your firm grits into soft moans as you lift your hips, sliding yourself off his cock and sinking again. You let the sound of each of your bodies meeting, the abrupt damp slap of skin ferment in silence, let Crosshair process that the two of you really are fucking on the floor of your office. Though you can’t seem to find your clarity and realize it’s also for yourself, to calm your pounding heart in the intensity of his stare and his grip on your hips.

“Hmph,” Crosshair pouts like a child. You flash a mean brow, not stopping your motions as he tuts and clicks his tongue with a quick shake of his head. Who does this man think he is, even in such a vulnerable state?

At least, what might be considered vulnerable for two lovers. This, the rough and disregarding fucking, is just a release for you two. An outlet. A way of coping.

“Is that all you got?” He challenges you with a far too arrogant smirk. A nettled expression etches onto your face, hands digging into the wall space above his shoulders as you slow down your movements. The action seems to make Crosshair even more smug. Your purposeful deceleration is all due to what he does to you. Maker, this is too fucking embarrassing. You need to get your bearings back. You need the control back.

“Don’t,” you warn, biting back another pleasured sound from squeezing its way out of your chest.

You lock eyes with Crosshair, chest heaving as he holds your hips flush to his pelvis. He begins to rock you himself when you don’t budge, undulating up and down in little circles. Something of a gasp leaves you, and you’re barely able to contain the whimper bubbling to the surface. Crosshair tilts his head and squints his eyes.

“Don’t what?”

Kriff, he looks like a sentient, pissed-off, visually impaired metal beam. Don’t laugh. Don’t laugh.

You don’t, especially after he decides to thrust his hips up, fucking into you with a harsh snap. Shaky fingers grip onto the steel behind his head as you shiver in pleasure. Crosshair hit that spot perfectly. And he can see it crystal clear on your face. Hissing cruelly, you slap a hand against the wall as you grit out your following words.

“Don’t fucking test me.”

The sarcastic frown he plasters on is incredibly insulting. You’re suddenly lacking the energy to be that upset over it, though. Your pussy twitches and clenches wantonly over his cock when you begin to move again, that mind-numbing feeling of ecstasy nearing with each passing second.

“Aw, what you’re gonna do about it?” He coos in the most condescending manner as his gaze flitters down to your stomach, watching your heavy breaths as you move up and down, up and down… You clench involuntarily again.

“Hop off?” One hand he rests on your hip readjusts, fingers spread lax as he presses his thumb to your sex, where you absolutely need it most.

“When you’re so close to cumming?”

That bastard, you think vindictively, criticizing and cruel and cold, all even when you’re still bouncing up and down him with full fervor. When he grips onto your hips, and pinches the softness of your waist as he rolls you around to get on top, you let him, despite the amount of weakness it exhibits. Maker, how you hate it. His power over you is unfathomably catastrophic.

And when the thought really hits you, your stomach drops in dread.

…You’re kriffed, aren’t you?

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clonememesfrikyeah · 2 years

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God just, clones putting stickers on their armor. Like they know it breaks so many regulations but they do it anyway for the sake of self identity and individuality. Clones that stick ones on their backs that say stuff like ‘caution, baby on board’ and ‘warning, this trooper brakes for frogs’. Troopers that have sticker anxiety and make them into magnets and cling stick on’s. Troopers that cry when some of their armor gets smashed and they have to try and find a replacement sticker. Scuba troops that need special water proof ones. Clones that are the battalions sticker dealer and got a sticker maker second hand, who sketches them and paints them by hand. Clones who have little flower stickers on them. Clones with stickers that have the most out of pocket stuff on them. Clones who integrated stickers into their armor paint patterns to make it more intricate. Battalions that each have a specific patterns, and they give them out for special milestones like when they get armor paint. Clones putting stickers on their blasters and equipment. Clones who after the war is over and get out cover their armor head to toe like an early 2000’s kids computer. Just clones with stickers man.

#clones #clone oc #clone culture #clone trooper #arc trooper #the 501st #the 212th #captain rex #commander cody #commander fox #commander wolffe #my post #the clone wars #tcw #Star Wars

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tcwmatchmakingau · 10 months

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Clone Matchmaking AU Masterlist

The post that started it all

One standard year has passed since Chancellor Palpatine's sudden death in a freak accident involving Representative Jar Jar Binks, a crate of Mandalorian Reaper peppers, and one extremely overworked Marshal Commander of the Coruscant Guard.

Six standard months have passed since the Galactic Senate overwhelmingly approved the Clone Rights and Personhood Act, co-sponsored by Senators Amidala and Chuchi and endorsed by Chancellor Organa himself.

The Clone Wars have ended, and with their legal status secured, the clone troopers look to the future, to the things they never thought they would be able to have. Homes. Families. Love.

But without the support systems and social structures available to natborns, many troopers have difficulty finding meaningful connections.

Enter Right to Love Matchmaking Service: a not-for-profit organization dedicated to helping clone troopers find the loves of their lives.

Find your match today!

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501st Legion

ARC Trooper Fives

"An Awkward Kind of Charm," by @secondaryrealm AKA @deejadabbles

"Old Flames," by @banksys-rat

Captain Rex

"Date Night Pt 1," by @littlemissmanga

"Don't Go Breaking My Heart Part 1" by @sunshinesdaydream

"Don't Go Breaking My Heart Part 2," by @sunshinesdaydream

"Don't Go Breaking My Heart Part 3," by @sunshinesdaydream

"Don't Go Breaking My Heart Part 4," by @sunshinesdaydream

"Third Time's the Charm," by @starrylothcat

Clone Veteran Tai (from Kenobi series)

"For the Heart," by @imarvelatthestars

Clone Trooper Tup

"Seeking Something Simpler," by @arcsimper5

"My Beautiful Rose," by @cloneloverrrrr 🍋

Clone Trooper Hardcase

"The Power of Love," by @sunshinesdaydream

"The Power of Love Part 2," by @sunshinesdaydream

"Blood Moon Rising," by @sunshinesdaydream

"Of Frogs and Clones," by @the-bad-batch-baroness

Clone Trooper Dogma

"Date Night Pt 3," by @littlemissmanga

212th Attack Battalion

Marshal Commander Cody

"Date night Pt. 2," by @littlemissmanga 🍋

Lieutenant Waxer

"The Sixth Language (part 1)," by @dystopicjumpsuit

"The Sixth Language (part 2)," by @dystopicjumpsuit

"The Sixth Language (part 3)," by @dystopicjumpsuit 🍋

"The Sixth Language (part 4)," by @dystopicjumpsuit 🍋

"The Sixth Language (epilogue)," by @dystopicjumpsuit

The Wolfpack/104th Battalion

Commander Wolffe

"the two of us (against the world)," by @wolffegirlsunite

"As Sweet As Sugar," by @wings-and-beskar

"As Sweet As Sugar, Part 2," by @wings-and-beskar

"You're Mine, Mesh'la," by @cloneloverrrrr 🍋

41st Elite Corps

91st Mobile Reconnaissance Corps

Marshal Commander Neyo

"The Blacklist," by @blueink-bluesoul

"Everybody Hates Neyo Round 2: Matchmaking Boogaloo," by @dystopicjumpsuit 🍋

21st Nova Corps

327th Star Corps

The Bad Batch

Echo

"The Beauty In All, Part One," by @secondaryrealm AKA @deejadabbles

"The Beauty In All, Part Two," by @secondaryrealm AKA @deejadabbles

Crosshair

"Don't Say 'I Told You So,'" by @ghostofskywalker

"Take a Chance (Part 1)," by @multi-fan-dom-madness

"Take a Chance (Part 2)," by @multi-fan-dom-madness

Wrecker

"Happy Together," by @sunshinesdaydream

"Happy Together part 2," by @sunshinesdaydream

The Coruscant Guard

Commander Thorn

"The Long Way Home, Part 1," by @blueink-bluesoul

Marshal Commander Fox

"One Call Away - pt. 1," by @blueink-bluesoul

Republic Commandos

Other Clones

"I Get By With a Little Help From My Friends," by @sunshinesdaydream

Commander Mayday

"A Match for Mayday, Chapter 1," art by @nika6q; fic by @dystopicjumpsuit

"A Match for Mayday, Chapter 2," art by @nika6q; fic by @dystopicjumpsuit

"A Match for Mayday, Chapter 3," art by @nika6q; fic by @dystopicjumpsuit 🍋

"A Match for Mayday, Chapter 4," art by @nika6q; fic by @dystopicjumpsuit 🍋

Original Clone Characters

#tcw matchmaking au #clone matchmaking au #masterlist

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mwolf0epsilon · 7 months

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My contributions for the CorruptimlesCorner Community Drawpile Stream hosted by @corruptimles, where we all got a little silly to celebrate the server's anniversary (our little session of parallel play/doodling was a lot of fun and I loved every moment of it, even when my hand started to cramp a little bit at the end).

Closer look at the doodles under the cut ---

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renlyslittlerose · 7 months

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Kinktober Day 3 - Semi-Public

Today’s kinktober prompt is brought to you by the lovely @himilce-persephoniea who requested: Semipublic sex? 👉👈

Canvas Tents and Earthen Floors - 997 words

Rated: E

Content: Bottom Anakin, Top Obi-Wan

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There were times in war where the terror sneaked up on you; breaking through the cracks that appeared along the fortification, streaming into the water to poison the well that you drew from day in and day out in order to survive. One moment you were fine and the next you weren’t - a misplaced step on a stone, a droid that got too close, a crash nearby that rattled the body from the impact alone. Terror would sneak in, insidious and all consuming, wiping away that carefully maintained sense of invulnerability.

For Obi-Wan it was watching Anakin stumble off the side of an embankment during a bloody fight. One moment he was there, the blue glow of his blade highlighting the sharp grin on his features, and the next he was gone, clone troopers falling with him down into the cavern below. Though he’d been unscathed it had rattled Obi-Wan, the thought that Anakin was just gone sitting heavy in his gullet.

“Don’t ever do that again.”

“S-sorry, Master.”

Anakin squeezed his eyes shut, toes curling in his socks as Obi-Wan bit into the meat of his shoulder. Hugging Obi-Wan closer Anakin relaxed into Obi-Wan’s aggression, biting his bottom lip as he was pushed into. They hadn’t even made it to the cot, instead falling down on to the floor, clothes half off and bodies already aching as they rutted up into each other.

Shadows flickered along the canvas walls and ceiling, clone troopers and locals of the area congregating in pockets around the camp, unaware as to what was transpiring in General Kenobi’s tent.

“You shouldn’t have gone off that direction,” Obi-Wan said, his voice punctuated by breathy groans as he fucked into Anakin. His touch was desperate, fingers pressing deep bruises into Anakin’s hips and thighs, wrenching Anakin open and holding him in place. “I told you not to go that way.”

“T-that’s where all the fun was,” Anakin bit back, followed by a loud moan that Obi-Wan repressed with a firm hand across his mouth.

Someone nearby stopped a moment, shadows slowing along the canvas above. Obi-Wan’s palm covered Anakin’s mouth, fingers slick with lube across his jaw and cheek as he continued to push into Anakin. His movements were precise, cock fat and heavy striking Anakin in his prostate mercilessly. It almost hurt the way in which Anakin was being shoved around, his back pressed into the hard earth, legs spread and tucked, low back pushed into as Obi-Wan pressed.

But it was a reminder of what they still had - that they were both still here, in each other’s arms, driving each other mad in all the ways that were improper for a Jedi and a General, yet felt all the same. Pleasure and discomfort roiled around inside Anakin, their combined weight pressing into the bruises and cuts he’d sustained during the fall, letting him know he was still here.

As soon as the shadow passed Obi-Wan dropped his hand, Anakin sucking back thick mouthfuls of muggy air. The smell of sex and perfumed flowers was dense in his lungs, and he turned his head to push his face against Obi-Wan’s neck, desperate for more of it. Like this, pressed in so close, Anakin could hear the noises Obi-Wan was making - desperate little hitches that were only interrupted by a sharp word of endearment or rebuke - it was sometimes difficult to tell.

Off in the distance voices rattled through the camp, frogs croaked, and crickets chirped, while the the thick slap of skin against skin and the desperate little moans punctuated the silence in the tent. They were being too loud - not cautious enough - but Anakin relished in the fact. Let Obi-Wan’s men know who he fucked. Let them know that he took General Anakin Skywalker to bed - or the floor, as the case may have been - and shoved his cock inside of him, claiming him as his own in sharp defiance of the Jedi Code.

“Q-quiet yourself,” Obi-Wan panted out as he raised his head.

He was close. Anakin could feel it in his touch, bruising yet trembling, and how his hips twitched, movements becoming unsteady and quick as he fucked into Anakin’s tight heat. Anakin could barely hold on himself, overcome with the skitters and waves of pleasure that washed through him, his cock twitching between their forms, still so hard despite being neglected all this time.

It was dark in the tent, no light save for what came in through the canvas from outside, but Anakin could make out Obi-Wan’s expression despite it all - the furrow of his brows, the drips of sweat across his temples, how spit clung to the bristles of his beard and his bottom lip. And his eyes were like twin suns in the darkness, bright with arousal and something else.

Fear. Fear for what he almost lost; fear for how much it affected him; fear for what all this might mean.

Anakin crushed their lips together, Obi-Wan swallowing his moans as they rode through their orgasms together. Tensing around Obi-Wan’s cock, Anakin kept him pressed in close as he shuddered beneath him, his hand wrapped tight around his length as he squeezed out as much as he could. Their tongues swept across each other, mouths open and hungry as they panted, Anakin moaning freely as Obi-Wan spilled all he was worth inside of him.

Collapsing on top of Anakin, Obi-Wan peppered Anakin’s neck with soft kisses, breath hot and sticky across his flushed skin. Nearby two troopers had stopped to talk, their voices soft amongst the thundering in Anakin’s head, heartbeat fast and wild.

“Have you seen the Generals?”

“No. But Cody said don’t go looking for them. Something about an important mission.”

“How come we never get to learn about these secret missions?”

“I think some things are best left unknown, soldier.”

#obikin #star wars fanfiction #kinktober 2023 #lemon fanfiction #lemon does kinktober

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the-bad-batch-baroness · 7 months

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Phoenix Squad - Lore

Background:

Phoenix Squad is a group of five, formerly six, cadet clones currently in their ninth year of training on Kamino in 19 BBY. The squad consists of Tungst, Brett, Drip, Gloss, Rift, and Chance (deceased). All six clones are batchmates, with Tungst being the eldest, then Brett, then Gloss, then Rift, then Drip, and finally, Chance is the youngest.

Invasion of Kamino:

Phoenix Squad was in their seventh year of training when the separatists attacked their home world of Kamino in 21 BBY. Following orders from a clone officer, Phoenix Squad helped defend their home by taking up armaments and participating in offensive maneuvers. Unfortunately, during the battle, Chance was killed in an explosion while rendering aid to a group of wounded clones.

Order 66:

Phoenix Squad was still in their ninth year of training on Kamino when Order 66 was executed in 19 BBY. They were not involved in the killing of any Jedi, but their chips did activate.

Destruction of Tipoca City:

Phoenix Squad, alongside many other cadets, was evacuated from Kamino before Tipoca City was destroyed in 19 BBY. They were confused and unsure of what was happening but followed orders as they were given. When they saw their home, and the last resting place of their beloved brother Chance, being destroyed, they grieved sorrowfully.

Imperial Service:

Phoenix Squad was considered amongst the last batches of viable clones created and therefore completed their remaining training on Daro. Unfortunately, younger clones were not so lucky as they were terminated along with the cloning program. When Phoenix Squad completed their training, they became Imperial Purge Troopers.

Phoenix Squad - Members

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Tungst

Brett

Drip

Gloss

Rift

Chance

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Phoenix Squad - Art

A Short Caf Break

Beach Fun!

Phoenix Squad - Shenanigans

Cupcakes For All

The Cuddle Pile

Did Someone Say Cookies?

Summer Popsicles

Did Someone Say Cookies Again?

Glow In The Dark Paint

Flowers For The Boys Part 1

Flowers For The Boys Part 2

Flying Caf

Did Someone Say Cookies Again Again?

Did Someone Say Cookies Again Again Again?

Dogs and Frogs

Sad Interview

The Live Hummingbird

Chance Getting Married

Do Mermaids Lay Eggs?

Trick or Treat Event

Valentine's Day Event

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ninjigma · 1 year

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Guess who grew up?

There is such a long story behind this one honestly (Sith Obi-Wan AU is that you?) but the long and short is Chrysalis and Petal are out running for their lives soon after Order 66, and you know Dumpy is loyal and helpful to the end in caring for his bipedal family.

Because Dumpy is an absolute unit, an all terrain vehicle, and very much a part of the family now.

Petal would be lying if he said he hadn't grown attached to the slimy creature, despite how angry he gets when Dumpy sits on him to win arguments and gets mud and other disgusting things all over his armor.

It makes Chryssy laugh, which is very much worth it to both Petal and Dumpy (most of the time).

#I love my green company children #Setting Suns AU #yes chryssy has two different colored eyes #yes that is Gree's kama hung over his shoulders #yes that is Yodas lightsaber #yes this is a funny moment right after a heartbreaking one #yes petal is very upset at the prospect of very grimy water #but he gets over it pretty quick #clone trooper petal #clone trooper chrysalis #dumpy the frog #promise squad #my ocs #my art #star wars #clone wars

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burnwater13 · 6 months

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Grogu had no idea why the Mandalorian wanted him to spit out a perfectly good frog that day on Arvala-7. He really liked frogs and they had been a good part of his diet for years. Grogu could understand a human like a Mandalorian bounty hunter who wears a helmet all the time not eating a frog whole, but not eating them at all? That didn’t make sense.

Next thing, the Mandalorian would say 'spit it out' over would be something like dung worms or toasted crickets. (If the crickets aren’t toasted they can taste a little bitter. The cooking process really improves their flavor and paletteuabilty.) It’s like Din Djarin had never eaten anything other than a ration pack.

Kuiil, on the other hand, hadn’t been bothered at all by Grogu’s personal choices. He’d commented that Grogu appeared to be highly evolved. Grogu took that as a compliment even though Kuiil had also said that Grogu was ugly and that was a tell tale for the evolution thing. Of course, since Kuiil was an Ugnaught, his definition of beauty was based on different standards. At that same meal he had noted that Cara Dune looked like a clone because she was pretty. Go figure.

Grogu wondered what other aspects of one culture, like preferred cuisine, ended up being the antithesis of another culture’s preferences? For example, Cara had tattoos on her arms and face and potentially elsewhere. But as far as Grogu could tell, Kuiil had no tattoos. The few times he’s seen Din Djarin’s bare skin, on his arm, leg, and other areas that were hurt and needed healing, Grogu hadn’t noticed any tattoos there either. So, Cara had them, but no one else? Was that a drop trooper thing or an Alderaanian thing? Grogu had no idea.

Then there was the whole, who wears what type of clothing thing. Grogu wore very simple things. His first layer and then his coverall. They were in dull, Jedi colors, but on the plus side his coverall had hidden pockets that allowed him to travel with snacks and other necessities. Din Djarin seemed like a pretty typical Mandalorian. Sturdy under-layer, armor components, bandolier, belts, holsters, and of course his shiny helmet. The one way the Mandalorian didn’t quite match the other Mandos Grogu had met was only that his armor was just shiny. Not painted or decorated or colorful at all. Sure his vambraces had a little of color on them and that silly triangle that told you which way to point your arm when you were using the weapons, but that was it.

But the Twi’leks that Grogu had met, few though there were, always seemed to be wearing clothing that actually didn’t cover very much of them. Always bare arms. He didn’t really understand that. Warm, cold, wet, very sunny, a Twi’lek would have their arms exposed to the weather. He supposed they never went to cold planets.

And what was the deal with Gamoreans? Were they always some sort of fighter? They always seemed to wear the bare minimum of clothing. Didn’t they get cold? Didn’t they need armor if they were fighters like his dad? Grogu started giggling. He suddenly imagined his dad dressed like a Gamorrean fighter and it was just too funny. As bulky as the undercut and armor pieces made his dad look, Grogu knew that humans were generally a lot less bulky than Gamorreans.

So that little skirt thing that partially covered their lower half would be falling off his dad. The Mandalorian would have to wear a sturdy belt and hope that no one messed with it. Then wearing all those leather straps. Grogu had no idea what they were for but he didn’t think his dad would enjoy them either. Finally, Gamorreans always wore thick soled sandals. Not boots. Not shoes. Sandals. Grogu couldn’t imagine how distracting that would be to his dad. How did you polish sandals? Did you wear socks with them? Or did you only wear them while you were working if you were a Gamorrean? Mandalorians worked all the time. Did that mean he’d wear that diaper outfit all the time?

Grogu laughed so hard at that he fell over and began slapping the floor.

“Buddy, are you okay? What’s so funny?”

His dad was standing there all shiny and Mandalorian looking and Grogu just laughed harder. How could he tell his dad that he’d just imagined him holding a frog in his mouth, with Grogu telling him, “Hey, spit that out!”

#calendar prompt a day #the mandalorian #grogu #din djarin #Customs

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