#fucking clone wars fucked up everything.

[engagemythrusters]

yeah the grand inquisitor looked better in rebels.

#i dont like this version... #say what you will about rebels animation (but not to me) but it was definitely better for pau'ans than the boxy ass style disney has #forced the series' to keep #fucking clone wars fucked up everything. #i do not want to tag this so i wont #also thrawn looks like christopher plummer. to me. #which is so weird. #why doesnt he look like himself. #0/10 i dont like this clone wars animation style at all. never have never will.

[tending-the-hearth]

screaming crying throwing up

#i am sobbing so hard #echo my love my life my everything #the fact that they were setting this up #but i still wasn't prepared #the bad batch #the bad batch spoilers #arc trooper echo #the bad batch omega #star wars #the clone wars #if ANYONE tags this as ship i'm destroying your fucking knees

[clonememesfrikyeah]

You know what would be the worst? If at the end of the war when all is said and done, after the clones lost every little thing they had, after Vaders rise and the Jedi’s fall, after all that death and hardship and misery? It would be terrible to be a clone and wake up like suddenly coming out of a coma, in a stasis chamber that they grew up in and rarely left, there was the craziest dream just before and there’s the lingering feeling something important just happened, this is Kamino 35bby, all the information they were just fed is already neatly stored in their perfect flash-memory brain. No ones died yet, all of that was a simulation based on a calculation of events to instal orders and hone the discipline of troops. It’s dark, there’s no way of telling if anyone or anything exists beyond the boundary’s of the inside. There’s a designated call sign and designation along with vitals displayed in the line of vision, it’s also counting down the seconds to when a new simulation is set to begin.

#as like a fanfic idea tho #how high am I? this high: #it’s like a matrix kind of deal #because even though the body is under the conscious mind is awake and active fully living years of time in minutes #and they’d be grown and raised in the tubes they were made in #never leaving until peak physical maturity has been achieved and there let out to learn physical skills #like building muscle and reflexes and social interaction and all that #imagine the new level of fucked up that would be #the clones would be robbed of literally everything #it’s also like everything everywhere all at once #the clones neural pathways and connected through wires so they get the same brain response they normally would when normally interacting #WTF am I even talking about no one is going to care about this this is random nonsense #tcw #the clone wars #Designation CT-7567 Call sign R-E-X slated rank Captain track 406 group 501 #and the entire war is one big simulation #only the prequels are cannon and everything is Freeform for all #so the clones lived a different war every couple minutes while in hyper growth tubes for 5 years so they learned from so many mistakes #this is me making the clones spartan like in an attempt to make them immortal because they would be the perfect weapon and person #imagine how crazy smart and unshakable they would be #clone troopers #the clones #captain rex #commander fox #commander wolffe #the prequel trilogy #arc trooper #star wars legends #the clone wars 2003 #rep com

[derpmallow]

Some AU: they all lived together as a happy family and everything was fine

Me at 2am: THEY ALL LIVED TOGETHER AS A HAPPY FAMILY AND EVERYTHING WAS FINE!!

#the clone wars #they got me fucked up fr #order 66 #clone wars season 7 #irondad and spiderson #irondad #spiderson #marvel #fanfic #fanfiction #canon? dont know her #everything is a-ok

[cienie-isengardu]

My RepCom Musing: if there were (clone) strills everything would be much better

For me, the biggest missed opportunity & disappointment of the Republic Commando story is that NO ONE APPARENTLY CAME UP WITH IDEA TO CLONE MIRD. And I swear, everyone would be better off with strill puppies (kittens?) around. Like seriously. Vau? Mird is what kept Vau alive and happy for decades and is literally what makes Vau soft and caring. Now multiply Mird and Vau won’t magically change from hardened veteran & harsh training sergeant into overprotective, overemotional dad, sure, but it would definitely make it easier for him to show his care and deeply hidden emotions once each squad of his batch gets a cute lil clone!Mird to take care of (and be taken care of in return). Can you imagine all the cadets’ excitement and wonder for their own strill, for the unconditional love and loyalty of an highly intelligent and smart animal and for the Vau’s trust given alongside it? All the things boy!Vau must feel at some point too, when he was stuck with an abusive family or shortly after leaving them and be on his own in an unknown, uncaring galaxy? Can you imagine him swarmed by the puppies and clones with a thousand and one question on how to deal with strill so he could unleash all his love for Mird on everyone around?

Or Atin, after losing his first batch mates? Or even after Geonosis? No point for violence when you can drop an emotional support animal on a hurt, depressed human being. Deltas too could benefit from lil Mird. What could be better than a strill for emotionally stunted people with even more an emotionally shut down trainer? Beside the whole long-term therapy, I mean.  

Jango too should get a strill, the man is like one, walking trauma and Boba would be better to hang out with a loyal pet than Aurra Sing or other assholes.

Where is a cute lil clone!Mird for each squad of Vau’s batch, I demand to know?! A loyal strill  to make everything better? WHY NONE OF YOU in-universe SMARTASS THOUGHT TO GIVE MIRD A BUNCH OF SMALL PUPPIES (KITTENS) TO MAKE KAMINO A BIT BETTER PLACE FOR THE STRILL, VAU AND CLONE CADETS? Everyone would be mentally healthier!

Well maybe beside Kal who could have a heart attack once Jaing brought the strill puppy or two or a whole pack and Skirata was forced to explain how that happened to overprotective Vau & Mird XDDD 

UNLESS Vau wanted to do so but Kaminoans, remembering that this animal hunts them down out of boredom decided FUCK NO. Then I will accept the canon as it is, but only then…

(I do remember Vau sicing Mird on Ordo in book canon but I will admit I do not have a clue what was the point of this action besides making us, readers, to dislike Walon on the spot. I mean, killing people and physically trashing cadets? Sure, it makes sense within his characterization. But using Mird like that without any logical reason and just for fun? Nah, I will pass. Like Ordo lacked trauma and reasons to dislike strill and Vau when Kal had plenty of his own complaints about Walon to pass to his kids.)

#star wars #walon vau #mird #strills #clone troopers #republic commando book series #my repcom musing #everyone would be better if there was emotional support strill for the traumatized Atin & Deltas & Vau's other boys #though if vau came up with cloning mird he should charge the Republic extra cost for terapeutic presence of strills #i'm of course half joking with this idea but really more Mird (strills) would make everything much better #animals are awesome emotional support and repcom is full of traumatized people #but also the image of lil jaing keeping bringing strill after strill to kal's horror is so precious to me #of course in timeline when ordo has not be attacked by mird on vau's whim #also i would be less harsh about this scene with vau sicking mird on ordo IF he actually keep doing similar stuff in later books #i would hate it with passion but at least it would feel like his bad habit not a one time scene just to make readers hate Vau #on the spot and side with Kal as the “dad” only to ignore skirata's long list of flaws and fuck ups

[measlyfurball13]

Look I just think the takes of "the Jedi were fundamentally a good group of good people" and "the Jedi were vulnerable to corruption and misuse" and "the Jedi did not give Anakin what he needed to succeed" and "Anakin is ultimately the one responsible for his actions" should all coexist.

#star wars #star wars prequels #jedi order #anakin skywalker #I honest-to-god have been seeing star wars drama on my dash? #people either swinging to 'the jedi are a christian cult' to 'the jedi did nothing wrong ever' and both are so wrong #like guys I don't know how to tell you but a good organization can churn out a fucked up dude #and a good organization can still lose their way and do something they'll regret (clones and clone wars) #a la the 'you can do everything right and still fail'

[notfivefives]

BTHB: Part 4

The fourth fill for my @badthingshappenbingo​ card continued from the original request from @ladylienda​. Here there be angst!

Title: Have I Done No Hurt

Square Filled: Kind Restraints

Characters: ARC Trooper Fives, Captain Rex, Vokara Che

Word Count: 3,700

Summary: Fives is bound, mentally and physically, and Rex begins to see how high the deck is stacked. 

Chapter: 2/4

Warnings:  Restrained/Loss of Autonomy, Forced Medical Treatment, Forced Medication

Read below the cut or on AO3.

My BTHB Card

The journey from the Halls of Healing was all quick steps and hushed words between Rex and Skywalker. They went over the same few points over and over, confirming what they knew and realizing how little that meant.

We’re chasing our tails, Rex thought as they came to a halt in front of the council’s chambers. As they awaited the masters’ arrival, any sense of proactivity their brisk pace had afforded them faded. Rex watched Skywalker. Brows furrowed, arms crossed, jaw set. Rex knew all too well the tightly-wound contemplation that inevitably snapped into rash action, and - if they were lucky - ended with an unlikely victory.

But this wasn’t a battlefield.

“Sir?”

“Yeah, Rex?”

“Permission to return to the Halls of Healing, sir?” There was no need for him to stay while the council conferred with one another. Maybe it was selfish, but it was also tactically sound. “We don’t know that this isn’t a Separatist plot. And with what happened with Tup…”

He let his words hang in the air between them. Whatever doubt Skywalker had for Fives’ claims, and whatever enmity Fives had incurred by accusing the Chancellor of something horrible, it had all fallen away when the blaster bolt had struck Fives.

I can’t protect FIves from here, he thought. I don’t think I can protect him at all. Guilt stung him more intensely when the thought that Fives would never in a hundred years blame him for it.

Master Windu, Master Ti, and Master Yoda approached from the opposite end of the hallway. Rex’s eyes flickered over them, then returned to Skywalker, whose deliberation was blessedly brief.

“Granted,” he said.

Rex nodded in gratitude. Skywalker shifted his weight from one foot to the other, then inclined his chin.

“I’ll square this with the council, Rex,” he said. Rex wondered if those words were more for him or for Skywalker himself. There was a flash in his eyes, something Rex tried to put his faith in. “I won’t lose Fives, too.”

“Thank you, sir.”

Skywalker nodded, gave him a little smile. His words were a vow at best, and a promise of belligerence at worst. Skywalker turned to meet the masters; Rex hoped care for Fives would temper his appeal to the council.

As he left, Rex felt it. There was a rift between them. It wasn’t observable, and it was something he scarcely acknowledged; he couldn’t explain it, not even to himself, but Rex felt it growing day after day. Skywalker hadn’t been the same since Commander Tano left. And perhaps something had shifted between him and Senator Amidala as well. After comm sessions with her, Skywalker would be possessed of a desperation that had never been present before. Rex set it aside with all of his other hazy twilight worries that he couldn’t name or define.

He began to retrace his steps to the Halls of Healing and check over the comm messages he’d received. The messages from Kix weren’t a surprise, but the message from Commander Doom was. (Rex had forgotten the depleted 125th had also returned to Coruscant.) There were questions he couldn’t answer, and questions he wouldn’t answer. Not until he was sure he could do so in privacy, not until he knew what to say. And even if he did, if Fives was right, would he be spreading that information like an infection?

This goes the whole way to the top.

The Halls of Healing had become busier since he’d left. Not by any means bustling but certainly more awake. He received polite nods and curious looks. He found his way back to where he’d left Fives. But instead of Fives, he found an unfamiliar healer treating a youngling’s knee. He tried to ignore the wave of heat that swept over him. He knew he was in the right place. There was a reasonable explanation. They probably moved him. But where? What if the guard had taken him? What if Fives had slipped away on the table the youngling was now perched atop? That wasn’t a death befitting a soldier, and...

“Captain?”

Healer Che regarded him, her hands clasped in front of her, her expression even.

“Yes, sir?” Rex said. He straightened, and hoped that would make up for the expectant dread in his eyes.

“We moved him to a more private room,” she said. “Somewhere we can continue to treat him, and he can start to recuperate.”

Rex was thankful she answered his most urgent question, but the word private tugged at something in him. Privacy wasn’t something he or his men were accustomed to. His mind cycled through other words. Confined. Contained. Locked away. He glanced away from Che. Perhaps the thought was unworthy of him. He set aside the mistrustful semantics and met Che’s eyes.

“He’s safe,” she said. Her voice wasn’t soft. Not exactly, but it was concise and quiet, and Rex took heart in that. “I’ll take you to him.”

Rex kept pace with Che’s unhurried steps, but with each footfall, the sense that he was too late grew.

He followed her to a room in a quiet corner of a quiet hallway to a low-lit room where a privacy curtain was drawn. Che sidestepped the curtain and slipped by, barely jostling the fabric. Rex did the same, and on the other side, found Idan fastening a restraint around Fives’ left ankle. Contrition edged into the focus on his face when he glanced up as Rex made his way to the bedside.

“A regrettable necessity, I'm afraid,” Che said as she followed Rex’s eye line. “They’ll come off as soon as he’s lucid.”

Rex felt numb as he nodded and rested his hands on the bed rails. He was nothing if not practical. He knew the restraints were there for a good reason. This wasn’t even the first time in the same ten-day he’d seen a brother in this state, but seeing Fives there, unable to move, much less defend himself, set Rex’s teeth on edge. As Idan pulled a strap over Fives’ chest, he glanced at Rex, then away, his gaze there and gone like a fish disappearing beneath a rock. Rex knew he hadn’t imagined the contrition and unease he saw there. He pulled in a protracted breath, held it in his lungs and his belly, then released it.

Idan checked his handiwork, then stepped back before picking up a datapad and handing it to Che, who accepted it in both hands.

“His blood work,” Idan said as he pointed at the screen, his expression somewhere between concerned and intrigued. Che hummed as she manipulated the display, her features unreadable.

“Did…did you find anything? In his blood?” He feared the answer as much as he needed it. Just the same, he begrudged himself the quaver in his voice. If either of the healers had noticed, they showed no sign of it.

“We did,” she said with a slow, considered nod.

Idan excused himself to other duties and Rex waited for Che to continue. She set the pad on a nearby stand and, from the side of the bed opposite Rex, regarded Fives for a long moment.

“There were traces of a sedative, but there was something else too. I’m not certain how one chemical affected the other, and the other drug we found in his system is unfamiliar to me. But I recognize enough of the components and their effects that I feel confident enough to offer treatment. As close as I can tell, whatever he was given impaired his cognitive function and amplified his fight or flight response. It’s incredibly long-acting, and…” Che trailed off. Her lekku twitched and something, not anger, not quite, shadowed her features. “And it’s cruel.”

Rex’s fingers tightened around the bedrail. Whatever had leached into Fives’ veins had robbed him of his intellect and stoked his instincts into actions he couldn’t control. Che’s findings went a long way toward explaining Fives’ actions, but Rex had another thought.

“What about…” he tapped his index finger on his right temple.

“I can feel an absence there. Scans show that a procedure was done and that he’s healing without difficulty, but I can’t entirely rule out whether or not it’s had an effect on his behavior. At least, not yet, but whatever is in his bloodstream likely accounts for it.”

Rex made a thoughtful sound as he watched the peaceful rise and fall of Fives’ chest.

“I’m going to bring him out of this sleep,” Che said. It sounded like an apology. “I’d keep him under if I could, but it wouldn’t be the most effective way of monitoring improvements. Or any declines. The best we can do for him is to keep him as calm and as comfortable as we can.”

Che rested her fingertips on either side of Fives’ head, not quite touching his temples. Her eyes slid most of the way closed and her lips moved.

—

Something was calling him away from the mercy of nothingness.

“Fives?”

There was a disconnect between the sound and its relevance; the impulse to respond was fleeting. Fives’ mouth was hideously dry; he tried to swallow - there was no saliva in his mouth to truly accomplish this - and felt the pressure beneath his nose, something in his nose.

He tried to raise a hand to his face, but something around his wrist stopped him well short An unlovely sound came out of his throat as his eyes struggled open and he tried to lift himself, but met with the same result at his chest and feet. He felt the pinch of an IV catheter in the crook of his arm and the adhesive tug of the tape that was keeping it there. Beeping sounded to his left in time with his escalating heartbeat.

There was a person on each side of him, and the realization he was outnumbered as well as restrained scratched like static over his senses.

“You’re in the Halls of Healing in the Jedi Temple.”

Fives’ gaze found its way to the speaker as he continued to struggle. He blinked heavily as he looked at his captor and things became a little more focused. Blue Twi’lek woman. Stern voice, kind eyes. The healer.

“Try to be calm.” Her voice, or something that went deeper, made him want to do just that. To be calm. He wanted to be calm. So calm. But his world was unfocused and his head was spinning and he was tied down and he had to move, he had to…

“Can you tell me how you’re feeling?”

Something glib but incoherent flared and extinguished in his mind.

“Lemme go.”

To his disgust, the words came out plaintive and edgeless.

“Hey, Fives.”

That was Rex! Fives’ attention listed to the other side of the bed where his captain stood.

“Rex,” he said. He panted and blinked, trying to clear his mind. Focus, you asshole! “You need to listen. I need to-”

“No, Fives, you don’t.” Rex’s voice was grave, but there was so much worry in his eyes that Fives felt deeply and utterly sorry he was the cause. “You need to trust me. Can you do that?”

Of course he could trust Rex, couldn’t he? He’d come to him because he trusted him. Fives lifted his head off the pillow and his head spun as he looked down at himself, seeing the points at which he was bound to the bed he was propped up on. Someone had changed him into a medical gown; the burgeoning ache in his side told him he’d find dressings and bandages if he was able to see beneath. His head fell back once more, then rolled in Rex’s direction to look beyond him at the privacy curtain obscuring his view of everything beyond.

“Let me go,” Flives pleaded. He focused on each word and punctuated the phrase with a frustrated tug of his restraints. “I need to tell the Jedi!”

Rex shook his head sadly.

“I can’t do that, Fives.”

Rex sounded like he wished for all the world he could. He moved a hand toward Fives’ shoulder, but Fives shied away from the comfort he was being offered. He didn’t think he meant to. It could have been his frayed nerves. It could have been the fact that little of the contact he’d felt in the last few days had been understanding or kind. But beneath that, sour as bile, was a feeling of betrayal.

"'m not crazy."

Fives squirmed, and the heart monitor trilled faster. He was too hurt, too tired, too hot. As though the truth he was carrying was going to burn him alive from the inside out.

“I know that, Fives. I know. Once you’re well-”

“Doesn’t matter,” Fives groaned as he shook his head. It didn’t. He knew his life was over, but if he could tell someone what he knew, to get them to really hear him, at least it wouldn’t have been for nothing. “The Chancellor, the chips. We’ve gotta stop him!”

“Calm, Captain,” the admonition came from his left where the healer - he couldn’t remember her name - was looking at monitors and tapping at a datapad.

“Fives…” Rex trailed off, his brow furrowed as he frowned with all too familiar sadness and uncertainty. “Whatever’s happened, we’ll figure it out.”

“You don’t ha- have to believe me. Just listen. Please, please, just listen.”

He knew how he must look, tied down and doped out of his mind. Just like Tup.

Oh, Tup.

He felt less like the madman he’d been branded, and more like a grieving brother. And there was something else he needed someone, anyone, to know.

“The chips,” he said. He shook his head and tried to swallow away the new tightness in his throat. “It wasn’t Tup’s fault, Rex. It wasn't.”

Rex’s features grew gentler, but he remained quiet as Fives tugged pitifully at the straps and closed his eyes against the horrible, jumbled mess of his thoughts, against the memory of the Chancellor’s voice slithering rancidly in his skull.

A few words, clone. A few words and all of your brothers will do what they were designed to do at the outset. The day so much patience and planning will pay off. The day the Jedi will…

Fives’ mouth formed a silent no as he closed his eyes and choked back a sob.

“Fives,” Che said as she rematerialized to his left; he barely heard her over the rush of blood in his ears. “I want you to take a breath for me, okay? In and out.”

Haltingly, and with the aid of the oxygen, he managed it.

“That’s right,” Che soothed. “That’s good, keep that up.”

What else could he do? He couldn’t get free, could even curl in on himself. So he breathed. There was nothing and no one to bargain with, but he would have given anything for one more chance to level a blaster at Palpatine.

He wouldn’t waste it.

“We found the drug in your system. And I know it’s making things difficult for you. I'm going to give you something that should counteract it.”

He peeled his eyes open at that, and his heart stuttered when he saw the syringe in her hand.

“No,” he said. He shook his head and tried to inch backwards. “No more.”

He failed to suppress the sharp, pained sound that escaped him when he wrenched himself to the right. His body itched as sweat prickled up over his skin. Nothing budged, nothing would give way. Nothing but his limbs and his limited reserve of energy.

”Rex? Please?!”

Guilt played over Rex’s face as he looked down and away from him, but neither he nor Che were moved. Fives could only watch when Che depressed the plunger and pushed the syringe’s contents into his IV line.

That’s not fair, he thought. That’s not fucking fair! None of it was, but that was the first time those words had clawed their way so pervasively to the surface, right along all the other thoughts, feelings, and truths that had nowhere else to go. The memory of something dark and inquisitive pressing against his mind made his breath catch.

You’re clever, aren’t you? Your resourcefulness and determination are laudable, but ultimately, it is for nothing. Even if the GAR and the Jedi were to tolerate this apostasy… the Chancellor had trailed off then tutted in a mockery of sympathy before continuing. I will not let a slave with an overdeveloped sense of self destroy what is to come. You cannot stop it. You will not stop it.

A cold burn crawled into his veins. Fives cried out and gave one last hard tug at his bindings. It was useless and it hurt.

—

Rex watched as FIves faded from himself. The tempo of the heart monitor decreased, and after a few minutes, his body began to relax. His eyes were half-lidded and unseeing, and his disjointed raving faded into flinches and whimpers.

“He is going to be out of it for a while,’ Che told Rex as she checked Fives over. She didn’t seem alarmed by his state. Rex knew he shouldn’t be either, but this felt worse. “If you are staying, I can arrange to have a cot brought in for you. If you would like.”

It was not the dismissal Rex was expecting, and as he considered his response, Che disposed of her gloves and washed her hands before turning back to him.

“No, sir, a cot won’t be necessary, but I’ll trouble you for a datapad if I may.”

A smile lighted on her lips and she gave him an amenable nod.

“I don’t know what trouble Fives has found himself in, but I will help him in any way I can.”

“Thank you, sir.” That’s all Rex said, no more, no less. He stood straighter, lest he sag with relief at her words. He hoped she could feel the enormity of his gratitude that she could be - at least for now - impartial, that her duty was solely to her patient.

“Of course, Captain.”

She outfitted him with a datapad and reviewed Fives’ vitals once more. Satisfied with what she saw, she told Rex to inform her of any changes, and that she would return at regular intervals. Then she left them.

As Fives drifted, Rex skimmed the holonet, trying to glean what he could from whatever news sources had reported on Fives. Rex expected anti-clone rhetoric and irresponsible, self-serving speculation, but he found suspiciously little of anything. His finger was hovering over a link to a maybe-relavant article when his commlink chimed.

He hurriedly discarded the ‘pad and answered the call. Skywalker’s small, blue facsimile leapt into view.

“General?”

“Hey, Rex.”

Skywalker’s tone was casual, but his eyes were sharp, vexed. Rex held his breath.

“The council will speak to Fives once he’s making sense. He’s to stay in the Halls of Healing.”

“That’s great, sir,” Rex said. It truly was, but there was something in Skywalker’s demeanor that forced him to phrase it as a question.

He crossed his arms and continued.

“There’s some truth to what he was saying about biochips. Master Ti confirmed it.”

Rex’s world grinded to a halt, but he sat, and he listened as Skywalker told him what he’d learned. Biochips, viruses, behavior modification, Fives’ self-elected surgery.

“It just doesn’t make any sense, Rex. None of it.”

Rex silently agreed.

“Master Windu has ordered me to return to Kamino with Master Ti so that we can be fully briefed about the chips. Quietly.”

No doubt it was Windu’s order that rankled Skywalker. No matter how much respect Skywalker held for the man, contention had grown between them. Rex knew it was not his to regret, but he did all the same.

Skywalker nodded and his expression softened.

“How’s Fives?”

“Recovering.”

“Good, that’s good,” Skywalker said as though he were expecting no other outcome. He crossed his arms more tightly around himself and looked off to his left; his image flickered as though the machine was projecting the essence of his hesitation. Rex shifted in his seat and spared a glance at Fives. If Rex was to be ordered to Skywalker’s side, or given another duty, he’d rather get it over with.

“Sir?”

“Fives tried to save Tup, but he didn’t make it. I’m sorry, Rex.”

Rex had assumed as much, but to hear it spoken and drawn down into reality still hurt. Good-hearted, capable Tup. Brothers’ deaths were never easier despite the constancy of their nature, but Rex knew that even when this wound was no longer fresh, Tup’s absence would be felt over and over again, and not just by him. The balance the younger trooper managed to foster among the men would be gone forever.

“Thank you for telling me, sir,” Rex said with a curt, professional nod.

Skywalker looked like he wanted to say more on the subject, but Rex was thankful when he didn’t. Rex didn’t know what he would have wanted to hear, and so silence was, as it always was in those moments, preferable.

“We’re leaving right away. You’ll be under Master Windu’s command until I return.”

“Good luck, sir.”

Skywalker’s image flashed from view. Where Rex felt he was chasing his tail before, he felt like he was drowning now. What had been in Fives’ and Tup’s heads was in his and all of his men’s. The entire GAR. What else were they unaware of?

Ticking time bombs.

Fives was insensible and the outside hall was empty. Alone with his thoughts, Rex touched his head, knowing there would be nothing different there and finding no comfort in that fact. He despised himself for thinking so, but the ugly realization crept in that all of this would be easier if Fives was truly mad.

A message on his commlink announced its arrival.

“Damnit.”

Rex jerked his hand away from himself and looked at what he was being sent. The channel it originated from was encrypted. Rex’s flash of annoyance congealed into something that was mostly suspicion and bordered on alarm.

He opened it and the device displayed a still image of a stranger accompanied by the words, “Watch Out.”

#bad things happen bingo #star wars: the clone wars #kind restraints #arc trooper fives #captain rex #vokara che #lots o angst #fives is straight up not having a good time #hippa shmippa #i wonder sometimes if palpatine messed with fives’ head on top of everything else #story and angst-convenient neurology and pharmacology #Mace Windu takes thee earliest opportunity to get Skywalker off of coruscant #came to the realization that this is the first multi-chapter fic i’ve attempted in well over a decade #kind of fucking me up a bit actually #someday I’ll write one where Tup lives too

[ibrokeeverything]

The umbara arc of clone wars is god-tier. They're seriously some of the best episodes I've seen in quite a while. They're basically perfect. I don't have the words to praise them enough—

Clone wars is just SO GOOD

#screaming crying throwing up #rex absolutely fucking blew me away #and the sheer brutality of krell slaughtering innocent clones #and him giving the order for them to kill each other #the scene where they figure out they're killing clones is absolutely heart wrenching #i was GUTTED #don't even get me started! #rex shaking and being unable to kill krell #and dogma not hesitating to do what needs to be done even if it goes against everything he believed until literally minutes before #ugh and hardcase!!! im devastated that he died! #he was such a joy to watch! #and getting to watch five continue to come into his own as an arc trooper but also a man was amazing #aghshshahshsjdix #this fucking show #the drawing of the twi'lek girl on waxer's helmet 😭 #star wars #the clone wars #captain rex #star wars fives

[sukugo]

i had.....r2ani/obikin dream

#so it starts with anakin and r2 and r2 fucking anakin #they do their stuff and then we cut to obi-wan with r2 #so he's tryna get some classified info that r2 has and goes through his data files/recordings/whatever #only to see that the first thing that comes up is a recording of r2 fucking anakin (bc r2 saves everything) #and he's like 'oh fuck' #bc it's like shit that's so hot watching anakin get fucked is making him feel some kinda way (horny) but he isn't supposed to feel like tha #that's one thing but then there's the whole thing about him realizing that anakin is getting fucked by r2???????? what?????? #he doesn't know what to think of it #but he tries to ignore that for now and do what he's supposed to (get the info) only to realize that r2 holds TOO MUCH info #and stuff that he was supposed to get his memory wiped for (literally that one clone wars ep) #so well he has to memory wipe r2 and tries to get anakin to replace r2 with another identical droid (same color design everything) #anakin gets PISSED bc no!!! i want R2 i dont want any other droid im NOT letting u memory wipe him FUCK YOU #so after some fighting obi-wan goes FINE u can keep him #and then they go on a mission (with r2 with them :D) #and other stuff happens!!!! but i dont really remember 😔 #im not sure if it was a dream per se or just a daydream while i was very sleepy but it was suuuuper vivid and cool so #bc i had been thinking about a fic a bit similar to this (obi-wan finding out about r2ani) so now this is kinda making me wanna write hehe #f.txt #this is essentially just that clone wars ep except anakin and r2 are fucking #sw #r2ani #obikin

[engagemythrusters]

my General Akiyi Tonn and Commander Hilt, heads of the 116th Battalion. She is prim and poised and all things proper, and he is stoic and silent and would rather take on twelve B1s weaponless than talk to anyone. And they are fucking and don't even bother trying to hide it. At least they command well together...

#EDIT: THE PNG DIDNT WORK I DONT KNOW HOW TO FIX IT GIVE ME A SEC #they fuckin like nasty and everyone fucking knows it #however shes so Proper Tee Em and he's so scary in his silence that nobody talks to either of them about it out of fear #and a bit of confusion #Mace Windu may know. but he is also too awkward to bring it up bc they FUCK DIRTY and its embarrassing to bring up in a council meeting #ahem. anyway. #her lightsaber is yellow. yay! #jedi oc #clone trooper oc #116th battalion #star wars: the clone wars #star wars #its not perfect in the slightest--it's really just a texture practice thing! i'm working on that more than anything else rn #i still have no set 'style' im just trying everything out #and im not sure his metal jaw is very metal (yes the minimal teeth is intentional) #and his stupid lil pocket thing is stupid and i hate those things and wish i could get away with not drawing them #but i did have a fuckin blast distressing his paint #it wasnt easy to make 'random distressing' look real but. yeah. #my art #mimse art #mimse ocs

[a-menaceinpink]

Star Wars Chronology

ok i think this is all of the star wars visual content (didn't include the novels or the comics even though some of them fuck because that would make this so much worse) see below the cut!

Tales of the Jedi: Episode 2-4

Tales of the Jedi: Episode 1

Episode I: The Phantom Menace

Episode II: The Attack of the Clones

Clone Wars: Seasons 1-2

The Clone Wars: Season 2 Episode 16

The Clone Wars: Season 1 Episode 16

The Clone Wars Movie

The Clone Wars (See Detailed TCW Order Below)

Tales of the Jedi: Episode 5

The Clone Wars Season 7 Episode 1-8 (See Detailed Order Below)

Episode III: the Revenge of the Sith

The Clone Wars: Season 7 Episode 9-12

Tales of the Jedi: Episode 6

The Bad Batch: Season 1-2

Solo

Obi-Wan Kenobi

Andor: Season 1

Star Wars Rebels: Season 1-4

Rogue One

Episode IV: A New Hope

Episode V: The Empire Strikes Back

Episode VI: the Return of the Jedi

The Mandalorian: Seasons 1-2

The Book of Boba Fett

The Mandalorian: Season 3

Star Wars Resistance: Season 1

Episode VII: The Force Awakens

Episode VII: The Last Jedi

Star Wars Resistance: Season 2

Episode IX: The Rise of Skywalker

+ TCW Watch Order because why release a show in chronological order

3x01

3x03

1x01 - 1x15

1x17 - 1x21

2x01 - 2x03

2x17 - 2x19

2x04 - 2x14

2x20 - 2x22

3x05 - 3x07

3x02

3x04

3x08

1x22

3x09 - 3x11

2x15

3x13 - 3x22

Season 4

5x02 - 5x13

5x01

5x14 - 5x20

Season 6

7x05 - 7x08

7x01 - 7x04

7x09 - 7x12

#let me know if i'm missing anything but #JESUS CHRIST #taking one for the proverbial team and watching all of these #also just reflecting on everything here #this timeline is fucked i was right #also did have to divide up tales of the jedi by guessing so uh. hope those are all in the right places #also me and my sister were talking about this yesterday but its so weird to me that they're such a huge content gap #between the og and the sequel trilogy #esp compared to the amount of stuff between the prequels and anh #star wars #star wars timeline #the clone wars

[rexscanonwife]

Y'know sometimes I worry that I've said all that there is to say about Rex and how I feel about him, but then I remember there's all this LORE and meticulous worldbuilding to write myself into the narrative I just HAVEN'T SHARED so...I don't think it's over just yet!

#brie babbles #self insert talk #💙 oh captain my captain 💙 #rex is still what hes always been and thats king of my heart!! love of my life!! my everything 💖💖💖💖🥺🥺 #and im lowkey thinking of just saying fuck it and watching clone wars again from the beginning JUST to see where i can fit myself in #and also just to pick up on rex moments i might have missed 😊 #jfjfm idk sometimes i worry about growing irrelevant/stagnant #so i appreciate the ones sticking around u guys are the best!! 💖💖 #like i havent even talked in depth abt me and rexs kids #or what we were doing during the war or how we reconnect during the rebels era!! #theres still lots to annoy u guys with dont worry #ive just been really busy lately #what with the family visit and getting sick and im already back to work cause i gotta pay rent 😔 #just know im still kicking!

[daincrediblegg]

Omg ok so I saw that ask about Obi Wan being demi/acespec and I am SOOO happy that there are others who agree with me!!! I never once thought of him as having any sort of sexual or romantic feelings towards anyone except for Satine, whom he loved, which is where I get the Demi vibes from. I’m all for letting people have head-cannons however they want for their blorbos, but yea I’m on the same train of thought, Kenobi DEFINITELY gives off strong acespec vibes. (I will say though I totally love his weird, flirty back-and-forths with Asajj Ventress, but I still don’t get any actual sexual or romantic interests from there either. But I do love to poke that there is and sometimes think about them together as a non-cannon fantasy.)

So valid. And I'm glad people see the support for this too bc like yeah I get it too- the spite on over-purity with some shit do be getting me down sometimes ('cause it's like jesus they're human let them fuck y'know??) but honestly? As far as what I've got with canon evidence goes (which granted doesn't account much for clone wars/ EU stuff- though YES I've heard good things about the whole Satine thing!!!-... though honestly I just giggle a lil just thinking abt her like they really went with the name of ANOTHER Ewan love interest from a different movie?!?!? aksjhdf but anyway that's beside the point), he just has the demi energy! He always has. And I'll happily shed a light on that especially since like... I feel it with him a lot more than a lot of characters I've seen. Not that you'll EVER catch me complaining about horny works for a character ever (I mean come on this is me) but... yeah as far as how I'm gonna treat writing him going forward (because y'all know I'm ALL about the immersion into the character) yeah... Demi the mindset is. Change this I cannot. Too strong the vibes are to ignore.

#LMAO AND YEAH VENTRESS I can see that #I've only seen that one fight they have in the clone wars movie (I think? one of the first episodes lmao) but yeah dude so valid #he can *flirt* sure. Pre- Order 66 Obi-Wan is certainly a charmer but yeah- nothing more probably unless the bond is REALLY intense #also I read up on the whole he confessed to satine he would've left the jedi if she'd asked thing and jesus fucking christ guy #I can't do this again not after Pruitt. they really had to have the same energy??? BASTARDS. #this is the trouble with f/o'ing pious men I wouldn't want to change them but jesus christ if it doesn't hit that they'd give up everything #for the people they love jesus christ I can NEVER EVER EVER GET ENOUGH!!!!!

[whippedcloudsofcream]

The Clone Wars S2E3: Children of the Force

#The Clone Wars S2E3: Children of the Force #the clone wars #my photos #i love everything about this scene #fuck up that blue bitch💖💖

[manicpanicpixienightmare]

Star Wars is one of the worst franchises in which to be emotionally invested.

#lIKE how DARE you make me CRY over a children’s show?!?!? #NOT EVEN CLONE WARS #IT’s REBELS #Asoka and Vader meeting actually destroyed me I will never recover #the broken helmet and Anakin’s voice coming through will never NOT fuck me up #star wars spoilers #(in case you’re like me and are not spoiled for everything cool) #(my bf spoiled that grievous wasn’t a robot and I was kinda mad lmao) #my pal friendpatine