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greyias · 1 year

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SWTOR Short Stories (and In-Universe Documents)

I know someone else has already done this work elsewhere, but for the life of me I couldn't find it. So, I've put together a comprehensive list of all of the devblog short stories and in-universe epistolary-type documents (documents, journals, dossiers, missives, personnel files, communications, etc). Short stories are bolded and marked, in case you're only looking for those.

2.0 - 7.2

SIS Intel Report: Key locations overview of the planet Makeb

Imperial Intelligence Report: Persons of Interest on Makeb

Facilities: Take a Virtual Tour

A Letter from Special Executive Rasmus Blys

WORK WITH PRIDE. WORK WITH CZERKA.

CZ-198 and the State of Czerka Corporation

CZ-198 – Meet the Staff

HoloNet News Exclusive Interview: Baron Deathmark

HoloNet News Exclusive Interview: Baron Deathmark, Part 2

A Record of the Dread Masters

The Search for Oricon

HoloNet News Exclusive Interview: Baron Deathmark

IMPERIAL EDICT GR-1NC4

Additional Personnel Files

Four More Picks for You

RE: Kuat Drive Yards

EMERGENCY ALERT: Rakghoul Plague Outbreak on Alderaan – AVOID ALDERAAN!

State of the Galaxy

Since KOTOR: Manaan

Lana Beniko’s Journal: Darth Arkous

"Surface Details" (short story)

"WANTED: DEAD AND DISMANTLED" (short story)

"Remnants" (short story)

The Revanites’ Ascendance

"Bedtime on Concordia" (short story)

Rishi: Places of Interest

Raider’s Cove: Persons of Interest

"The Price of Power" (short story)

"One Night in the Dealer’s Den" (short story)

"The Final Trial" (short story)

Go Big, Go Small, Go Nowhere

"Regrets" (short story)

"The Sixth Line: Part One" (short story)

"The Sixth Line: Part Two" (short story)

"Vacation" (short story)

"Brothers" (short story)

"A Mother's Hope" (short story)

"Trading Scars" – A Short Story on Umbara (short story)

"Copero Short Story Blog" (short story)

Jedi Under Siege: State of the Galaxy

Dantooine Tactical Report

"Quite A Story To Tell" (short story)

"Seeing Red" (short story)

Intelligence Report: Historical Analysis of Manaan

Mission Abstract: Investigate link between Darth Malgus and the planet Elom

"All That’s Left" (short story)

"Bottled Fury" (short story)

"Snare" (short story)

#swtor reference #developer blogs #devblogs #i will probably make some cleaner document later #once i've actually read all of these (because there's quite a few i missed originally)#(after i finish combining the nearly 50 epub documents together so i can just have it on my kindle for easy reading)#i feel like i want to have easy reference later of which document relates to which story nugget in game (and what characters are involved)#just because i like that kind of thing #but later #i did this instead of making lunch oops

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questforgalas · 1 year

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Was waiting 9 episodes absolute agony? Yes, every week felt like a tighter grip on my insanity. Was it absolutely worth it? 8000000000%. That was Umbara level good. Mortis level good. Even Siege of Mandalore level good. I can't believe that was 31 minutes of a cartoon because I felt more than I did most episodes of Game of Thrones. Character biases aside, "The Outpost" is easily in my top 5 favorite SW animation episodes ever, and it will be on repeat for me the same way Umbara is.

Usually when I post on here "I'M SOBBING" or "CRYING" it's usually exaggeration and a play up on moments when I did feel emotion, but SW animation has brought me to tears only a handful of times, but episode 12 "The Outpost" genuinely brought me to tears twice. The first was sadness for Crosshair when he propped himself and Mayday against the small rock for shelter. The animators freaking sent it this episode with Crosshair's expressions, and the pure fear on his face in that scene overtook me.

The second was joy, and yeah it was after he shot the lieutenant. I jumped up. I cheered. I replayed that scene 5 times. The Crosshair I saw in TCW and said "That one, that's my favorite" was back, and he was taking back control over his life , even if it meant sacrificing himself by killing a superior officer, but that release for him. That moment of clarity for him. I was so happy for him, and then of course immediately terrified.

I have so many other thoughts that I can't even grasp to write down yet, but holy shit. This episode is going to stay with me for awhile and it was so worth the wait

Also, I just want to say huge compliments to the creators of the Bad Batch. They've delivered light hearted, fun adventures like Infested, Faster, Tribe and also delivered award-worthy television like Outpost, Kamino Lost, and Battle Scars. The range they have is next level, and I'm really grateful to be a SW fan during this era

#star wars #the bad batch #the bad batch spoilers #tbb #tbb spoilers #crosshair #the bad batch crosshair #crosshair spoilers #crosshair come home

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phantom-of-the-501st · 1 year

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Character Revivals in SW

Okay, so I just reblogged one of my own posts talking about this and I wanted to touch more on it so let's go on a bit of a ramble.

I know that there are a lot of people who argue that they bring back too many characters from the dead in this franchise and I do kind of get it but I also want to touch on character deaths and what they mean for the greater stories in SW because I actually think that some characters benefit from being brought back.

A lot of the weight of a character's death is defined by the weight that that fate holds on the story as whole. The ones that stick the most are the ones that resonate and have lasting effects throughout the story, or mark a significant turning point. There are a lot of deaths in SW that do this but also some characters who grew more after their revival, so I'm going to touch on a few characters and why the fate that they have works.

Vader

We all know why Vader's death is so significant. It was the final chapter in Anakin's story and it came to a close just where it needed to. That narrative was done, it was complete. It never needed anything after that because his story already has such a strong impact on SW and Luke's story. It made perfect sense for that to be the end of the character. The stories set before solidify this end, but there's no need for anything after.

Maul

Yes, Maul dying worked perfectly fine in the Prequels. There was nothing particularly wrong with having him "die" in the first place, but I think most of us can agree that Maul's revival ended up adding so much to the story of Star Wars. The entire Siege of Mandalore arc alone is reason enough to have brought him back. But it isn't just about enjoying having that character on our screens again, it's that bringing him back added something to the franchise.

The actions of Maul had lasting consequences and some of his actions marked huge turning points for the characters. The resonating effects of what he did are why this character coming back works so well. His legacy is so much stronger now for that story added.

Waxer

While Waxer doesn't get brought up a whole lot, I actually think that his fate is a good example of why some of the less discussed character deaths mean so much. The death of Waxer marked such a deep tragedy. Yes, the loss of so many clones on Umbara was already so heartbreaking, but the loss of a clone that we recognised, and one from so early on in the show, really solidified that catastrophe in our hearts. It was brutal and unjust and perfectly encapsulated why that story was so tragic. They couldn't bring Waxer back after that because it would've undermined what that casualty meant.

Fives

Oh Fives... we miss you dearly. But the Domino Twins are actually perfect examples of demonstrating this point, which is why I'm bringing Echo up right after this!

We all wish we could bring Fives back, as implausible as it would be, but him dying is exactly why this character has had such a firm chokehold over the fandom. We love him. He brought so much to TCW and we would be overjoyed to still have him around. But let me play the Devil's advocate and explain why he should remain dead (for the sake of the show, not our sanity).

The tragedy of what happened to Fives is why that story has left as much of an effect as it has. Fives tried so hard to protect all of his brothers and to prevent Order 66 from happening, but he couldn't do it. At least, not at the time. His death works because we see the long-lasting effects of what he discovered knowing full well that he will never get to see it. He should be there. That's why he stills sticks with us, why we can never let him go. Because we know that he should be there. If anyone deserved to see what he did for the clones, it's him.

And that's why it was a fitting end for his character. It's heartbreaking, it's tragic, it hurts, but the ripples left from that death are still spreading. That death meant something to the legacy of the show and the unfairness of it is why it cuts so deeply. Fives still gets brought up because the sacrifice he made was so powerful. Honestly, him being dead will always be more impactful than him still being here. I would love to see him fighting alongside Echo and Rex, but the tragedy of it is why it was the perfect end. It was a great chapter for him to end on. It's the perfect example of how to have a character be cut down in their prime while not having it feel like it was too early in the narrative. It was too soon for the character, but the perfect time in his story if that makes any sense.

Echo

And while we're on the topic of the Domino Twins, here's why Echo coming back was the better decision!

As I just mentioned, Fives' death has a legacy. It had a huge, unforgettable impact on the overall story. No-one can deny what Five's sacrifice meant. Echo's? No so much.

Look, Echo's death was tragic and people who love him will not forget it, but it would not have had the same everlasting impact as his brother's did. It doesn't even hold the same weight as Waxer's death in the fact that while it shows the unfairness of the lives of the clones, it doesn't quite have the same level of heart wrenching unjustness. Let's be completely honest here, how much of an influence would Echo's death specifically have on the overall story? Echo would've never have held the same legacy as Fives if he had stayed dead.

But if Echo died now? Holy shit would it be the most heartbreaking thing. His death wouldn't just be felt by the Bad Batch and Rex but also by every single clone that he helped saved. Echo holds so much greater of a legacy now than he ever did back then. He has been instrumental in helping the clones during the rise of the Empire and his impact on the story is so much bigger now than it ever was. Yes, Echo's "death" was tragic, but if we lost him now then the aftereffects of that would be so much greater. Echo's story has improved exponentially from having him back (not to say it was bad beforehand).

Tech

Which brings me on to Tech. Do I think he's dead? Nope. And as much as I joke that it's out of denial, I genuinely do not think that he is for the exact reason that I've discussed here. Yes, Tech's death means a whole lot to his brothers and to us, but to the greater story of Star Wars? Ehhhhh... not so sure.

Now, if the Empire started experimenting on Tech and turned him into another Clone X? Now we have something. It would be dark and horrific but it would also have huge consequences in terms of what this means so characters in Star Wars. It would just highlight even more than now just how powerful and horrific the Empire were.

Tech sacrificing himself is brutal in the moment, but I don't think it has the long-lasting impact on the franchise that people think it does. And it doesn't feel right for him at this point in time. I said earlier that Fives' death was too early because no-one should die at that age, but it felt like a fitting conclusion to his story arc. Tech feels like he was killed off in the middle of his. Even Mayday's death has a greater impact on the overall story than I think Tech's does. Yes, we're more attached to Tech, but what does his sacrifice really mean in the grand scheme of things? It's not like they got any information because Tech died. They still have nothing.

I truly believe that Tech coming back has so much more story potential than him dying and that's why I don't think he's gone just yet.

#I'm not sure I'm happy with this #I'm trying to write it with a headache so I don't feel great #but I had to get this written down #I truly do not believe that tech is dead #because his death doesn't mean what it should here #sw may have a reputation for bringing characters back #but lot of character deaths do actually stick #and most revivals actually add something #some may be a bit of a stretch #but I think some characters benefit from being brought back #Steph rambles #the bad batch #the clone wars #the bad batch spoilers #tbb spoilers

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clover-hoe · 5 months

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It was after a particularly long battle. Not deadly, just long. Everyone was tired, and they had finally taken the second-to-last major city on the planet. Cody looked around, studying his vod. So many were shinies, brought in after the massacre on Umbara. He looked down, feeling the guilt rise in him, how he could not save his brothers, how he let them die, how- now was not the time. He had to find the general to tell him what Cody had made up his mind on during the siege. He slipped on the mask of professionalism, just until he could catch Obi-Wan alone.

As Cody walked to Obi-Wan's room, he began to doubt the decision he had made. What if I mess up? What if he doesn't feel the same, and Rex lied to me? He turned the last corner, and knocked on the Jedi's door.

“Come in!” said a tired voice from inside the general's room. Cody walked through the door. No turning back now.

The room was small, with just a kitchen area, couch, and a bed. Obi-Wan was sitting on the couch, feeding what seemed to be a battle report on a holo-pad.

“General, I would like to talk to you.” he blurted, the words forming before his mind could think of what he was saying.

“What is it, Commander?” Obi-Wan said softly. It was obvious to anyone that he had not slept in a few days, and even more so to Cody. Professionalism be damned, he needed a nap.

“Permission to speak freaky?”

“Of Course dear. You don't have to ask when it is just us.” Obi-Wan said while placing his holo-pad down and patting the cushion beside him. Cody could swear on the force he heard the general mumble something about Kaminoans and telling them to ask that.

Here goes nothing he thought as he took a breath. “I feel like I should have told you this a while ago, but it never felt like the right time and I felt like if I did it would hurt what balance is present and-” shit he thought to himself i'm rambling “-Anakin somehow found out you felt the same and he told Rex because of course he did, and then Rex told me thinking it would fuck with my brain, but,” Cody paused to look at Obi-Wan and, well…

He looked speechless. Cody could not, for the life of him, figure out if that was a good thing or not. Obi-Wan’s mouth was slightly open, caused by the words that just danced out of Cody's mouth. This did not help in the fact that Cody wanted to kiss him so badly.

“I just,” he sighed “I felt like this would be a appropriate time to bring it up, but since your doing work,” he pointed at the holo-pad “and you obviously have not slept in many days-”

“Cody,”

“-caf in your beard for force sake what was i thinking coming in here-”

“Cody!” the general said, sanping him out of the rant, “I'm confused, my dear. Did you just say-”

“It's fine, Obi-Wan. I will go.” He was starting to think this was a very bad idea. Cody grabbed his things and stood up faster than his body could handle.

“Cody, wait-” Obi-Wan started, but Cody was already on his heels, turning around food the door

As he was walking out, Cody could feel the confusion rolling off of Obi-Wan, and he understood why. This- whatever -was so unorganized and rushed, Cody was sure he forgot to say why he was in love in the first place. Turning around, he noticed that the other man was slightly closer to him than before. Cody crossed the five feet between them in record time, grabbed Obi-Wan, and wrapped his hands around the man's head.

“Cody, what's-” Obi-Wan's words were cut off with the overwhelming sensation of warmth on his lips. He was practically tearing apart inside, a small part of himself yelling to pull away, that he was not good enough for this, that he did not deserve this. The other part, the louder but more love-filled, practically screamed to lean in.

But it was over just as soon as it started, and Cody let go of Obi-Wan's face as he leaned back to continue turning around and walk out the door, leaving his general standing there, dumbfounded. Only then did Cody realize he did something that would one hundred percent get him decommissioned, if anyone was around to tell, of course. He looked back to see if the general was going to say anything, but to Cody's horror, a look of stern resolve was placed on his face.

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Obi-Wan had never felt so confused. His commander had just told him that he was in love (or that is what he got out of the interaction) and kissed him. Now Cody would not talk to him, at least not face-to-face. Whenever they were in a room together, alone or not, Cody's helmet was firmly secure on his head. This shift in tone was confusing for Obi-Wan, and the lack of anything-but-professional conversing between the two did not help. Obi-Wan truly hoped he would have a chance to talk to the commander some-time soon.

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i verymuch hope you can tell that its 2 in the morning and i cant do romance when im fully awake and functional, let alone at two am. anyho ima do a sequel/prequel to this (most likely this weekend or Monday, depending on how long it is). i would like to say that this is my way of dealing with my most recent ex. she refuses to tell people that we dated, and im just dumbfounded lol.

#guys im tierd #gona go to bed now lol #codywan #star wars #the clone wars #commander cody

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halzore · 2 years

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In Solemn Moments.

Hi everyone. This is Late. This was supposed to be done friday. It is now Sunday.

This is a little Rex x Child!reader. Uses gender neutral pronouns, is in the third person from Rex's perspective and it is a request for the lovely @bombshe77

This is slightly off from the prompt you sent me. But i really enjoyed writing from Rex's perspective. Thankyou for sending in the request.

On the off chance someone reads this, feel free to send me more requests! and also leave some feedback, I'd love it lots

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Rex had only been to the Jedi temple a handful of times, all for similar reasons. Rex followed the familiar path to the Jedi War room situated in the heart of the temple. The hydraulic doors hissed as he entered. Kenobi, Windu, Mundi as well as some of his brothers were in the room, staring at a giant hologram centred in the middle. General Kenobi turned to face the Captain.

“Ah, Rex. Anakin did say he was sending you in his place. How did the latest siege on Felucia go?” Rex moved into the centre of the room, plugging his data disk into the central control panel. He felt his heart clench as the battle statistics were beamed up. He saw the number of days on mission, the number of brothers lost. It was not an easy campaign for the 501st.

Rex took a breath to centre himself, he was stronger than this pain. He had to be right now, steeling himself, he began to give his report. He took himself back to the dusty pollen-filled planet, to how the commando droids ambushed his men, how they were pinned down for weeks underneath heavy droid artillery, how as they gained an inch of land on one front they seemed to lose a mile on another. Not even the creative hi-jinks of Ahsoka and Anakin could save them this time. It was another loss on Felucia and another devastating loss for the 501st since Umbara.

Before he knew it the briefing was over, he found himself in the hallway, one foot after another, retracing his path from earlier. He remembered Cody putting a reassuring hand on his shoulder after his speech was over. He remembered the look of sympathy Kenobi had offered him before General Mundi went on to talk strategy of how to recoup lost ground on the planet. It was all for nothing, the deaths of his brothers, of the people relying on him to keep them safe. Clones were supposed to withstand this kind of loss, but since Umbara, nothing had been quite the same for Rex.

Rex’s feet stopped themselves at an archway. It was ornate and cracked from the endurances of history, a kind of beauty unfamiliar to Rex. The archway allowed for a golden shaft of light to enter the hallway, its like the light was calling him toward, beckoning him with some unknown pull. Rex turned it over for a second, he shouldn’t be here, he should head straight back to the barracks, but apart of him was too tired to care, too cold.

He never quite realised how beautiful Coruscant could be. The Jedi gardens wound through the temple, around corners, a water feature being tended to by an elderly Jedi as a group of younglings dug in the garden beds looking for worms and other creepy crawlies, their laughter wafting through the peaceful air. Rex meandered down the pale cobbled path and came to stop in front of a tree. Its brilliant leaves littered the pavement making a soft bed for Rex as he sat at the base of it. The ombre oranges of the leaves were nothing like he had seen on any of his campaigns, so delicately gentle in its simplicity but strong and resolute in its colour. Rex put his head in his hands and took a strong deep breath in, his eyes rolled shut and he let the peaceful air roll over him, willing it to take away the pit that had made its home in his stomach.

When Rex closed his eyes, time seemed to stop. It all just felt like an unruly storm of all his worst memories and darkest fears. He felt like he was slipping slowly into his own darkness.

He felt a small hand on his forearm. He looked up. A small face looked back up at him. “You’re not a Jedi.” The kid was so small, smaller than Ahsoka when Rex first met her.

“I’m not.” Rex replied. The kid seemed to stare into his eyes so intently, a watchful curiousness interrogating his psyche.

“You’re sad.” The child said matter-of-factly. “What’s wrong?”

Rex struggled, this tiny Jedi was so untouched by the horrors of the galaxy, holding so much care in their small but intense gaze.

“Nothing’s wrong kid.” Rex was trying his best to reassure the kid and convince himself of the statement. Rex took a breath, looking down at the youngling.

“You know, Master Yoda says the trees call to you when you’re sad. That’s why I’m here.”

Rex looked at the kid with concern. “Are you sad?”

The kid nuzzled underneath Rex’s arm and settled their head in the crook of his shoulder looking up to the starship studded skies of Coruscant. “No. But if you’re here, you’re sad, and everyone needs a friend when they are sad.”

“Yeah, they do kid.” A small smile formed on Rex’s face the weight on his side shifted to snuggle in closer. The youngling was warm and safe beside him, reminding him of when, as cadets, they would all curl up together after the Kaminoans had disappeared. The child squirmed to face him once again.

“What’s your name Mr. Soldier?” Rex had never been addressed as such and his heart softened as he went to reply.

“My name’s Rex, what’s yours?”

“My name is Y/N.”

“That’s a very nice name.” Kamino had never trained him on how to speak to little ones, neither had Ahsoka. He hoped he was doing okay.

“Can I tell you a secret Rex?” Rex was slightly shocked by the question. He nodded in the affirmative and the child to his side kept speaking. “I was lying to you earlier.” They left a beat. “I am sad.” Rex’s heart sank, the child continued. “I’m sad because there is so much pain in the galaxy, and I can’t fix it. I wish I could make everyone happy. But I can be happy for those near me who need it, and make them smile.”

Rex pondered the youngling’s words. Even miniature Jedi sounded like little oracles. “Well Y/N, I think you made me a bit happier.” Rex offered.

“I think that’s all we can do. Especially right now. You’ll get through this Rex, I believe in you.” The youngling closed their eyes and relaxed completely into the clone beside them.

“Thankyou for sitting with me Y/N.” Rex’s mind began to quiet for what felt like the first time in months. The wind blew cooly against his face as the youngling’s chest began to rise and fall rhythmically. A soft otherworldly comfort began to engulf Rex, his own breathing slowed as he let his head rest on the trunk of the tree. Maybe this place called to him for a reason, he wasn’t a Jedi, but he could have sworn he could feel it. Feel it healing him, warming him from his persistent winter. An orange golden leaf fell from the tree, skittering down gently through the wind and landing on Rex’s shoulder.

Maybe this is what Ahsoka meant when she said she was one with the force and the force was with her.

For the first time in a long time, he felt at peace.

#tcw #captain rex #rex x reader #rex x child!reader #halzore writes #clone wars imagine #the clone wars #501st legion

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stopthatmyhandsaredirty · 1 year

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#the clone wars #star wars #swtcw #star wars the clone wars #ahsoka tano #i got polls #polls #cad bane #darth maul #clone wars #asajj ventress

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ahsoka-its-all-of-us · 1 year

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Here’s a little list of fics I’ve written (keeps getting updated)

I’ve Loved You Always; I Always Will — Rexsoka series, consisting of short stories that can be read as stand-alones, together making up a comprehensive storyline

- Return Of The Jedi – Of Sorts — Ahsoka contacts the 501st for aid in capturing Maul - The Bantha In The Room — Jesse and Rex talk about Ahsoka during the Siege of Mandalore - A Night Of Peace — Rex looks Ahsoka up at night during the Siege of Mandalore - A Dawn Of Hope — A Night Of Peace from Ahsoka’s perspective - Old Flames Not Forgotten — Ahsoka and Rex look up Lux Bonteri - Broken Off — How Rex and Ahsoka lost contact before Rebels (written for Rexsoka Monthly) - Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep — Rex and Ahsoka discuss their own funerals

The Honourable Ones — Kalluzeb series, consisting of short stories out of one overarching storyline

- Heart Of A Rebel — Kallus's life from early childhood until Bahryn - Cold — an exploration of what transpired while Zeb and Kallus had to wait for someone to rescue them from the Geonosian moon - Boosahn Keeraw — Zeb and Kallus meet again on opposite sides during a rebel mission - Indebted — Kallus’s escape from the Chimaera and subsequent introduction to the Rebellion - Always Wondered Why He’d Let Me Live — Zeb helps Kallus address some issues as he joins the Rebellion - Jedi Magic — Kanan breaks a newly defected Kallus out of his Imperial repression (art 🥹) - We’re Not Droids — Rex tells Kallus about the Battle of Umbara, starting an unexpected friendship - A Spark Of Rebellion — Zeb’s oh moment 😈 - Gift Of My Heart — Zeb impulsively gets Kallus a gift - Laughable — Zeb takes Kallus to have dinner with his family, and Kallus realises something - Pain Of The Past — Kallus and Zeb finally talk about Lasan - Don't Look At My Tortured Soul — Zeb finds out a dark secret about Kallus, and something about himself as well - Can't You Hear Me Scream? — Kallus struggles to stay in control of his Imperial indoctrination as a mission with the Ghost takes him behind Imperial lines - From A Twi'lek's Point Of View — Hera reflects on Zeb and Kallus - Charred Heart — Kallus finally breaks - Choices — Rex and Zeb show Kallus the difference between the Rebellion and the Empire. - CT-ISB-021 — Kallus and Rex bond over clone trooper armour.

Slaves — a ficlet exploring Anakin/Vader’s thoughts about slavery and the clones

Sisi Ni Sawa; A New Way To Go — Kallus muses over something Zeb told him on Bahryn

You Must Have Some Mixed Feelings About Seeing Me — The Zuko/Iroh apology scene, but it's Kallus and Zeb after Zero Hour

For Good — Zeb and Kallus say goodbye before a dangerous mission

Heat Of The Moment — Ahsoka experiences her first heat while stuck with the 501st on a remote moon, and Anakin and Rex have to deal with it

Grand Admiral Thrawn Has Got It Going On — a Thranto song parody

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I frequently post sneak peeks of upcoming stories, tagged as #jenny's sneaks

I also tend to produce a lot of character headcanons (most of which I use myself in my stories), tagged as #jenny's headcanons

Everything I post about the new shows is tagged #the bad batch season 3, #the mandalorian season 3, #ahsoka show or #young jedi adventures so you know what to avoid if you don’t want any spoilers :)

My non-Star Wars-related WIPs can be found here

Also I’m a professional musician, and, among other things, I like making fun arrangements and transcriptions, which can be found on my music blog @transcriptions-of-unknown-music. Suggestions are welcome, especially for my music box series!

I have no talent for visual art whatsoever, but I do have a deranged RedBubble that’s really mostly a joke. My Kallus Fulcrum symbol is on it, though :3

#Star Wars #pinned post #the clone wars #star wars rebels #captain rex #ahsoka tano #Jesse #rexsoka #garazeb orrelios #fives #anakin skywalker #darth vader #alexsandr kallus #kalluzeb #thranto #mitth'raw'nuruodo #hera syndulla

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inkstainedhandswithrings · 1 year

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yanno in rewatching cw I realised something. Filoni claims that cw was always meant to be about Ahsoka and Rex, but like,,, while we do get more content of those two by the end of the show the first like 4 seasons has Rex as a minor background character, who's basically just there to support Anakin in his sieges.

I mean yeah, he had his one solo eps with Cut Laquane and those two episodes with Cody, but it's mainly just about Anakin and Obi Wan (and yeah, Ahsoka is there a lot, but we don't get a lot of character development on her part till also like season 4).

Rex's first like "own" arc is those 4 episodes about Umbara (which is a crime in and of itself).

Like, don't get me wrong, I still LOVE cw and I do enjoy most episodes (can't say "all" bc Jar Jar), but if its really supposed to be about Ahsoka and Rex?

Show me how they grow together in their relationship

show me how Rex went from tightly wound shiny to smart and decisive captain who doesn't blindly follow orders (the process, not just the turning point in the umbara arc)

show me Rex teaching Ahsoka about loss and leadership

show me Ahsoka slowly realising her responsibility

show me Rex screwing up on a mission and dealing with the consequences

show me Rex on a day off with his brothers

show me Ahsoka on a day off with the clones/her fellow Jedi Padawans

show me how the rest of the 501st see captain rex from their perspective

show me all the layers and facets of their, for lack of a better word, humanity.

I wanna reiterate that I love clone wars, and that I do think they did a good job on the show. just also think that there is a lot of lost potential on the Ahsoka and Rex's development front.

#I just wanna see them live their lives off the battlefield as well #I wanna see them be human #and learn and explore #nobody can be a super cool badass all the time (not even rex or ahsoka)#not to undermine it when they are #anybody relate to this?#captain rex #clone wars #star wars #the clone wars #clones #swtcw #ahsoka tano

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How Battle Changes: Forgiveness

Chapter 5

Pairing: Dogma x Jedi!reader, platonic Wolfpack,

Chapter description: You deal with the immediate aftermath of Umbara and make a decision that alters many lives

Warnings: unhealthy eating habits, reader has very little mental health stability, Umbara, chip arc doesn't happen for reasons in plot, mentions of decommissioning and death

Wordcount: 2 k

Masterlist

Jedi attuned to the living force could see auras. People’s emotions manifested into the force around them, seeping into the air. You learned about colours, what they mean, and the blanks where colours unseen to the human eye mesh with the seen ones. Aura readers were often quick to rise to Jedi Council members for their ability to see lies and emotions when difficult choices were being made.

You remember reading of aura readers and interpreters as a youngling in the temple library. Madam Nu was ecstatic to have a curious child such as you exploring the library as soon as you could read.

You felt respected because of this ability.

That was before the war.

Afterwards, you learned to turn it off more and more. The overwhelming presence of black, death, was weighing you down and drowning you in an ocean of your own creation.

It’s the middle of the night when you receive the news.

You are hurried into your former master’s chamber by Comet and Sinker and sat across from him on a meditation pillow on the ground. Being woken up by a wide-eyed Wolffe when your chrono reads 2:04 AM, nearly carried out of the men’s barracks to the Jedi Temple under disguise without so much as a single reason why is frightening.

Both leave the room and let the door slide shut automatically behind him. But before it does, you hear a shaky exhale.

You shudder at what kind of news you are about to receive that it leaves them in this state.

“Master Plo?” you squeak out. The Kel Dor has no expression, the tox mask doesn’t allow it.

“At 11:47 PM I was summoned into the Jedi Council chamber with urgent news. The Council members forbade me from comming you or saying anything until the session came to an end fifteen minutes ago.” The voice in which he starts explaining runs a chill down your spine. This tone has only been used once in your life.

The battle in the Abregado system.

“Pong Krell, a revered Jedi Master, has betrayed the Republic and the Jedi Order by giving battle plans about the current siege on the planet Umbara to the Separatists. He has pitted two of the battalions under his command against each other with orders that the other is made of droids wearing clone armour.”

Your head starts spinning. Umbara. That’s where 501st are fighting now.

That’s where Dogma, the second half of your heart, is.

“He has accused two clones of treason and nearly had them executed, before being executed himself by a rogue clone trooper.”

It feels like you’re having a heart attack. Your throat hurts, your stomach swallows itself whole and every muscle in your hands goes haywire.

You don’t even have to ask the question. Your former master, the closest thing you have to a father, already knows. You don’t know whether Wolffe told him when you and Dogma grew closer or if he figured it out on his own, and you don’t care.

“Clone trooper Dogma is the one who executed him.”

The next thing you remember is happening several days later. You’re looking at a mirror in the bathroom adjacent to the Jedi Council room.

Your eye bags stretch to your cheeks. Your eyes look ghostly and dead, yet still hold unbeatable determination. You don’t remember how you got where you are, but you’re holding a paper filled with miniscule handwriting.

YOUR handwriting.

You search your mind but there is only black. A pharmacist tells you several days later that you’ve experienced stress-induced memory loss.

Dogma is on trial for treason, and general Skywalker, commander Tano and general Kenobi are supposed to be character witnesses for the 501st and 212th. You’re here because you can determine if he’s lying, based on the changes and colours of his aura.

You throw up quietly into the sink. It’s mainly stomach acid.

You haven’t eaten in days.

By the time you’re called to the stand, the paper you have written is wrinkled and damp with sweat.

You let it flow to the ground the second you lay eyes upon Dogma. The light of your life, your other half. Handcuffed at a public trial for shooting down the man who orchestrated the deaths of thousands of his brothers.

No one in this room but you, Wolffe, Rex and Plo know about the relationship.

“Now, we call to the stand Jedi Knight (Y/N) (L/N), an aura reader,” says the speaker with a powerful voice.

You step up and look at the people on trial. Fives, Jesse and Dogma.

A single glance on the jury makes you shudder. Jedi Council members and several non-jedi Admirals and Governor-generals.

“We ask you to tell us the truth and only the truth, for the sanctity…” the speaker drones on, but you stop listening after the first sentence. The three look so pale and scared…

“-now, swear under the oath of the Republic, Jedi Knight (L/N).” The very last sentence rings clear in your mind.

You resist the urge to bark out a laugh. Jedi having to swear under the Republic, having to go to court and interrogate witnesses- and potential criminals.

Oh how the mighty have fallen.

“I swear.”

The speaker looks to you and nods. He opens a datapad, but it’s too far away for you to see anything.

“We will now ask the accused a series of questions and you are required to tell us if his baseline colour changes.”

“I understand.”

You repeat everything back like a robot. ‘Colour remains unchanged, colour shifted towards warmer tones, the accused is telling the truth…’

It all blends together. All you see is Dogma’s face, refusing to look at you to not arouse suspicion, eyes burning into a spot on the ground. He only answers with a curt ‘yes’ or ‘no’ here and there, as the speaker walks them through the timeline of the Umbaran battles. Towards the end, the questions start leaning towards more psychological purposes.

You know the speaker is about to ask the final question. You know exactly what that question is going to be.

Your voice cuts through the monotone questioning like a lightsaber and rings into the expansive chamber, housing hundreds of witnesses to the trial.

“Don’t you dare ask them if they regret what they did.”

The speaker looks taken aback as you hold his gaze with a glare of steel. Out of your peripheral vision, you see all three troopers snap their heads towards you and you hear one of them gasp. You know it’s Dogma.

“I beg your pardon, Jedi Knight (L/N)?” the speaker sounds offended. You know that he should have no stakes in a trial like this and be impartial, but the further the questioning went the more his aura showed reddened and yellowed hues. Anger, want for justice, passion.

He was enjoying this.

“I said, don’t you dare ask them if they regret what they did. If you had executed a separatist spy, nobody would care. The trial is only happening because the person behind the blaster was a clone!” you snarl out. The speaker flinches as if slapped and his aura flares up with red and grey. Anger and fear.

“If it came out today that a respected senator had been feeding civilians to the separatist forces, the traitor would be executed and the person who did it would be seen as a hero. Hell, if I had killed Krell, I would be PRAISED, while they have to BEG for forgiveness!” you practically scream out.

You turn away from the speaker into the crowd, pointing an accusatory finger. You deliberately avoid eye contact with the clones to alleviate any suspicion of your intent. As much as you want to scream into the world that you want to marry him and run away, you know it wouldn’t do him any good. He would be executed and you would be dismissed from the order.

“Look at you, people demanding justice for the general! So quick to dismiss the clones’ humanity! They fight for you, they are the reason you can go sleep in your beds every night and enjoy living in the Republic!”

In the corner of your eye in the security of the court, you see a single Coruscant guard soldier move, as if to stop you from speaking further for inappropriate behaviour, but another guard puts a gentle hand on his shoulder.

“There were times when a Jedi doing this would be seen as a much bigger problem. How did the system manage to not see it sooner? How did we fail at raising him? BUT NOW, now we just put our head in our hands and cry, because they were always bound to be traitors! The whole system is FUCKED if our PEACEKEEPERS are GENERALS! Jedi Padawans as young as THIRTEEN are sent to command on a battlefield.”

You are completely numb on the surface, but the rage threatens to snap out like a stretched rope.

“I LOVED being a Jedi! But this war has soured all this for me, and for many others. So many Jedi Commanders and Generals want to end the war and yet it continues, only to fill the pockets of the ones trading OUR FUCKING LIVES!”

Almost three years of war have torn down any gentle feeling you might have towards the galaxy.

Your lip trembles. A single sweep over the chamber gives you a look at all the cameras pointed at you, no doubt streaming your ghastly face to billions of people on the holonet. Fives looks astonished with his bound hands against his chest. Jesse’s eyes are wide and even from this distance you can see his whole body shaking.

You don’t even want to glance at Dogma. You might break.

You look at the audience, seething.

“I know the sentence the clone troopers would have gotten. ARC-Trooper Jesse and ARC-Trooper Fives would be demoted to Kamino and reconditioned. Clone Trooper Dogma would be decommissioned as an example.”

You stretch your hands and make a show of spinning around, showing your sick appearance to the public eye.

“So rejoice people, as you execute THE HEROES of this story. But let me tell you something.”

There are numerous Kamino representatives in the crowd and in the jury. You know exactly where to look.

“If anything nefarious were to happen to these three troopers, I will never stop being your problem,” you scoff very loudly, over-exaggerated, and bare your teeth in a snarl, “but you probably don’t even think it’s worth it, because what’s three more clones out of commission.”

In the seated journalists from the public, you spot the chancellor in his formal attire, outside his official robes.

The rope snaps.

You take your lightsaber out of your belt loop. The Coruscant guard soldiers start moving the second the weapon is brought into the play, even if they agree with your rage-filled accusations towards the public.

Holding it in hand is a familiar feeling. You toss it in the air once, as if to figure out its weight for show, and then you throw it toward the Jedi Council in the jury in a beautiful arc that lands it directly into the hand Mace Windu stretches out to catch.

“Now I will be your monster no longer. I will walk out of this chamber a free person, and so will they.”

—

After the trial has ended and the media has been sent into a frenzy, the Chancellor retires to his living quarters.

Under the guise of the night, he opens a secure comm channel. His robe is thrown over his face, leaving him shrouded in the same darkness that surrounds him in the Force.

The moving image of Count Dooku immediately picks up.

"I believe we have found ourselves another Inquisitor. They have made quite the enemy of the Kaminoans today. We have to employ some protective measures."

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