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soclonely · 3 months
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SOCLONELY'S ANNUAL FRIENDSHIP WEEK EVENT FOR VALENTINES 2024
As usual! I am looking forward to adding to the Valentines work with some fun platonic writing requests for those who are not as into the romance of the holiday, but still want to see their fun galactic groups have a good time!
Send a prompt choice from either the friendships prompt list below (platonic) or the breakup prompt below (break up funny fic) and a pairing for a 500 word fic, from me your friendly tumblr star wars mutualentines!
Friendship prompts F- “I’d help you hide the body” R- “Hey wait.. Is that my sweater?” I- “Wow you actually brushed your hair today?” “Yeah! Good to see you too.” E- “I couldn’t live without you, but man I also couldn’t live with you!” N- “Wanna go do something tonight?” D- “If I go to jail with you, then who is going to bail you out?” S- “Did you eat/drink something?” H- 3 am fast food run in the car I- There was only one bed… and it resulted in a pillow fight to see who gets it. P- “Who needs family when I have you?”
Bonus breakup prompts for those Going Through It, because you deserve to have something too!
“I trusted you! And you betrayed me!”
“If you know whats good for you, you will walk out that door and never come back again.”
“You were an important part of my life, but now that chapter is closed and its time for the both of us to move on.”
“I may not be last, but you still never put me first.”
“I deserved better.”
"Its not me, its you!"
"Hey babe I think is time we take our relationship to the previous level"
"Hey babe, I think its about time we cancel our gym membership. We're not working out anymore"
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a-lil-perspective · 1 year
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😳Okay so I am literally trying to process this lol Ang this is so nice?!?! Let me marry you right now. This is literally the most flattering thing (I didn’t even think people still read my stuff tbh😂) and that was so very thoughtful and sweet of you to take the time out of your day to surprise me with this. Go on with your bad self.
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Happy Birthday🎉🥳🎉🥳🎉 a random clones headcanon I have is Commander Wolffe hates the slapping sound of flip flops so much, he's banned the 104th from having them. Instead, for showers and beach days they all are given a pair of those weird toes water shoes, and they were customer designed to have the Wolf Pack logo right on the top 😌
Thank you!!
Oh my god I love that😂😂😂 I feel like all the other battalions would hate the look of those shoes but the 104th just says "get over it"
They got a pair for Plo too I just know it lol
I don't hate the sound of flipflops, but I hate the sound of flipflops dragging on the ground when someone is dragging their feet.
I HC that Wolffe has a fluffy and soft grey blanket that he loves to wrap himself up in. It has a bit of weight to it and he saved up for months to buy it, but he absolutely thinks it was worth it. He doesn't like to share it, but he'll bring it to a shiney after they experience their first battle and just drape it over their shoulders and hug them because he knows it can be grounding.
Whenever he is in the barracks or on a ship, you can usually find him wrapped up in it.
Thank you so much for the ask!!
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jarpals · 1 year
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Luminous beings, are you ready for...
✨JAR JAR’S JACKFRUIT STEW✨
Heartfelt thanks to @soclonely for the recipe 🙏
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Let’s gather our ingredients:
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So, as you might be able to tell, I’ve made some subs 😅
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(yes, I’m one of those kind of cooks)
For a start, we’re making half quantities - it serves 6 people and I am a 1 people. Couldn’t get find peppers or celery at the shops, so upped the onion quantities. Had half a sweet potato lying about so it’s going in! Seasonings equally based around what I had to hand, but adjacent enough. Also, sugar from the coffee machine; feel free to marvel at my thrift in the comments ;-)
ALSO, IN TRUE JAR JAR FASHION, I MANAGE THE RIP THE RING OFF THE JACKFRUIT CAN WITHOUT TAKING THE LID OFF 🤣 (now there’s dedication for you)
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Looking good
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And now to bubble up it and let it simmer down for an hour
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God speed, my little stew :-D
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clone-medic-patch · 7 months
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Fic Summary:
Two times Patch hesitated to take off his armor and one time he didn't. A fic on healing and vulnerability for OC-tober, based on the prompt "Warm Sweaters and a Hot Drink."
Cold Hands, Warm Heart:
“Come on, Patch! We’re celebrating! Are you sure you wanna go out dressed in the same thing as always?” Fixer pleaded with his brother. 
The 104th was on a rare shore leave that matched up with Patch’s down-time; rehab training took up a good chunk of his time, so it was rare that he’d get a full day to spend with his visiting vode. 
Patch huffed, shaking his head. “I already let you put that weird civvie product in my hair.” Plus, he’d heard enough horror stories from the Guard that his chest tightened warningly when he thought about being that vulnerable around anyone other than his brothers. 
It was better than it was off-planet; most things were, if Patch was being honest, but he never felt truly safe or settled without his armor. Not after the Malevolence, where that option had been taken from him, along with nearly every one of his brothers. So he shook his head, hoping Fixer wouldn’t push it.
Giving him a look that belayed understanding of his real reasons, Fixer nodded, fixing Patch with a sympathetic smile. “Alright, vod. But if you ever change your mind, I know for a fact that this shade of blue looks great on most vode.”
Patch chuckled, getting up from his bunk with a small groan. “I’ll keep that in mind. Let’s hit the road! Can’t keep the Commander waiting!”
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“Udessir vod’ika! It’s okay– we’re in the barracks… you’re safe.” Patch soothed, speaking calmly to the shiny in the bunk above his. 
Fil, a new addition to the 501st, had joined maybe a month before Umbara and had a pretty rough start even before that, according to Kix and Coric. Patch gritted his teeth in anger; most vode were pretty supportive of differences, but they’d all been raised in the harsh mindsets of Kamino where even small differences could get you, or your squad, noticed in the worst ways, and some troopers never shook that mentality. 
Luckily, Fil had been transferred to the bomb squad before anything too bad could happen, but after Umbara and his run-in with Krell’s lightsaber, the kid’s quiet dreams had taken a turn for the worse. 
“I-I don’t– I saw–” The shiny’s voice shook in a choked-off sob, and Patch’s heart broke for the kid. 
“Shhh… it’s okay, kid. You wanna bunk with me tonight? The barracks are a little chillier than I’m used to.” He offered, lips quirking into a small smile when the vod’ika nodded shakily before scrambling down from his bunk and next to Patch, a little clumsy without the prosthetic on his arm. 
“S-sorry for waking you, Patch, sir.” Fil stuttered as he shuffled his feet, but he was easily settled by a comforting squeeze.
Even that was a good development, and it made Patch’s heart swell as he wrapped his arms around the shiny, happy to see him reaching out. “Just Patch, vod’ika. And I don’t mind.”
Fil shifted around for a little bit, struggling to get comfortable, and Patch realized in a moment of self-recrimination that he hadn’t taken his armor off. “Oh, kriff– Sorry kid, I’ll take these off in just a second.” He said, starting to unclasp his arm-guards and chestplate, ignoring a twinge of anxiety in his chest. 
“Sorry– ” Fil apologized again before cutting himself off. It was something they’d been working on, and even Patch himself was guilty of apologizing more than he needed to. But, to be a good example to the shiny, he pushed down an apology of his own and gave Fil a half-smile even when his shoulders tensed up and his own hands, cold with sweat, shook slightly as he slid back under the blankets without the top half of his armor. 
Running himself through a few breathing exercises, which Fil followed before drifting off again in record time, Patch took a while to settle back in his own skin. He ran a gentle hand through the vod’ika’s short curls until the pull of sleep finally took him once again. 
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T aking a deep breath of the crisp Alderaan air, Patch reveled in the rare quiet morning. He was always more of an early-bird, compared to most of the Wolf-pack, something he’d forgotten during his… hiatus on Coruscant, but he’d shared more than one cup of tea with their general in the early morning light. It was a tradition he was happy to repeat now that he was back with his brothers for good. 
As far as shore-leave locations went, they’d definitely hit the jackpot. Just enough snow for the more adventurous troopers to go hiking or cause some mischief, and the barracks they’d been given were practically a hotel, in Patch’s opinion. The heavy comforter he’d used last night was probably the most extravagant thing he’d ever touched, and he’d fallen asleep within seconds of his head hitting his pillow. 
Looking back at his gear-kit, Patch’s eyes caught on the gift from Blu he’d received last night. The younger medic, although no longer a shiny, still loved working night shift, enjoying the quiet atmosphere and the opportunity to catch-up on flimsiwork, or engage in his hobbies when it wasn’t too busy. Patch still remembered teaching him how to knit, although the vod’ika had far surpassed him by now, as shown by the cable-knit sweater he’d gifted Patch.
“You don’t have to wear it if you don’t want to…” Blu had hedged as he handed him the gift. “... I know you’re not much for civvies. But we’ve missed you, and it’s good to have you back, and I heard that Alderaan’s supposed to be cold…” 
A soft smile bloomed on Patch’s face; he was really proud of the competent medic Blu had become in his absence, and it was nice to know he’d been missed. Giving the sweater another considerate look, he noticed a pair of nondescript civvie pants underneath it and huffed in amusement. Apparently Fixer couldn’t leave well-enough alone, and had thought to donate them to Patch’s cause. 
So with a beleaguered sigh, Patch traded in his armored-blacks for soft yarn, not far off from 501st blue, with a bold medic symbol on the front. The weight of the homemade sweater almost reminded him of his weighted blanket, and as he settled in with his cup of tea, Patch breathed a sigh of contentment. 
Deployed or not, it was good to be home.
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Mira: I'm too tired for all of this Buzz: For all of what? Mira: *motions vaguely at the galaxy*
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thechaoticfanartist · 7 months
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"Live or die."
Tag List (let me know if you want to be added or removed) : @padme--amygdala @soclonely @mrfandomwars @jgvfhl @starlonkedd @shinhatigf @togrutanduin @jedi-valjean @one-real-imonkey @traygaming @aiylasdrawings @keoxus  @dykerebel @veiled-in-stars @sentineljedi @spicysucculentz @amelia-song-pond @it-was-rose @saturnsokas @thejediprincessqueenofnaboo @veradragonjedi @arrthurpendragon @shrinkthisviolet
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ladylucksrogue · 7 months
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I feel you Cody, I really do. I was up to my eyeballs in paperwork all day 😭. Guys, it's only Wednesday 😱. I need wine, or a drink...
Original art by @boba-thot
Thank you @soclonely for pointing that out, I couldn't, for the life of me find the original post anywhere
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jgvfhl · 3 months
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The Number Lads Family Photo!
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It's DONE it has been done!! I just KEPT FORGETTING TO POST IT because I have swiss cheese memory sometimes ANYWAY. Look at them all. Beautiful. Zoom in on those cool medals, folks! I have here a list of all the medals people are wearinnngggg as well as an alternate background for the picture.
Here is a Link to the most recent chapter of the Number Lads story.
Top row, left to right: (medals in order of left to right as well)
Fives: Special Ops (Citadel Mission); Rishii Medal (from canon); Heroism
Sixes: Special Ops; Geonosis 1; Heroism; medals not visible are Piloting Excellence medals (two of them)
Sevenset: Bravery; Battle of Kamino; Heroism
Do-si-do: Piloting Excellence; Bravery
Echo: same as Fives
Bottom row, left to right:
Fours: Spec Ops; Cerean Siege honors; Bravery
Zero: Slicing; Spec Ops; Bravery
Elevensies: Great Sacrifice
Loops: Search & Rescue honors; Bravery
Trees: Geonosis 2; Bravery
Nines: same as Trees
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BONUS MATERIAL SO YOU CAN SEE THEM ALL BETTER!!! anyway, hopefully the last chapter (!!!!) will be up in a month or so? That's the plan anyway!! @23-bears @rndmpeep @xylionet @thechaoticfanartist @sweetmugofcocoa @soclonely @theultimatesandwich @501st-verified @toschestationed all my friends need to come look at my beautiful boys
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celiansartblog · 1 year
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every now and then @soclonely gives me a drawing idea so strong my brain goes into overdrive for 8 consecutives hours... Anyway Rex deserves to see and enjoy some pretty sceneries every once in a while. 
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sunshinesdaydream · 2 months
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Got a Hardcase Fic? Send it to me in a DM or an ASK!
Of Frogs and Clones @the-bad-batch-baroness
Literally or Figuratively @the-bad-batch-baroness
Hardcase and the Speeder @clone-anon
A Question of Seman-dicks @dystopicjumpsuit
25 Days of Life Day: Day 3 - Sledding with Hardcase @kaminocasey
“I’m trying to be sexy and you’re laughing!” @littlemissmanga
Electric Youth @moonlightwarriorqueen
“I THINK THIS IS THE PART WHERE YOU KISS ME” @wings-and-beskar
Blue, Afternoon @sev-on-kamino
childish chatter @sinfulsalutations
Hidden Talent @soclonely
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🌶️Kinktober Day 20 - Watersports @mandos-mind-trick
🌶️Pretty Face @multi-fan-dom-madness
🌶️kinktober day four sweat with hardcase @sinfulsalutations
Title Graphic by @sunshinesdaydream (me) Minors DNI by @powdered-kneecaps & @freesia-writes
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soclonely · 1 year
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My mom always tells me "Do you want to be right or happy in this situation?" every time I come to her with a vent of something that is kind of minor in the longrun... UNTIL tonight and I genuinely don't know how to take it because it was kind of humorous
Incoming mini story
So I have a friend, lets call her Ray. She always goes from guy to guy and there is nothing wrong with that, she is looking for mister right and trying in her own way and that's great. I love her, i support her, whatever.
BUT tonight, she went on a date with her most recent boyfriend to a ECHL hockey game and called me after to talk about it. And when she was talking about the game itself, she kept explaining to me every term, movement, etc because thats what Chaaadddd (boyfriend) said. However, she kept bitching about how the goalie kept leaving the box and that he obviously wasn't that great because he would shift around the goal.
((For reference, some of these guys are absolute giants and shoved into a little tiny rectangle. They have to move out to stop pucks. Jason Missiaen 6′ 8″, Ben Bishop 6'7" ffs ))
I finally got tired of her explaining all of this to me, she snapped that I was just jealous and she was just TRYING to tell me stuff. And I kind of just lost it and told her off and that half the shit chad told her was wrong anyway (5 minute penalties are real) that she really thinks I am jealous of her feeling all sporty right now, and that a fucking egg had more knowledge about hockey than her and chad combined. And she hung up.
Now if you are still here enjoying this and thinking "gee, soclonely sure is an asshole" and you are newer to following me let me just throw out there that hockey is my life. I have been playing since I was three, all year round. I am now in my mid twenties, still hit the ice rink 4 days a week, play 2 times a week, and coach intermittently. I have cousins in professional leagues. My mom is from Finland. So a friend who up until that point thought Wayne Gretzky was a country music star trying to tell me about hockey is like teaching a mandalorian how to adopt stray children.
I would give up my heart and soul for hockey
I would give up Star Wars for hockey
I WOULD THROW JARJAR INTO THE FUCKING SON FOR HOCKEY.
And bless my mom, later on when I called to get her advice and have her tell me the usual "Do you want to be right, or happy in this situation." instead tells me "Nope.. Scorched Earth." and in my confused state she continues. "When they mess with hockey, they mess with the wrong girl. Scorch that Earth." And I just had to laugh.
Anyway, I called Ray back and she apologized before I could even say anything and we made upish. But only after she promised to come visit soon so I could take her to a real hockey game...And maybe teach her to not call the periods "quarters"
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a-lil-perspective · 1 year
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I assume you are slowly planning a trip to northern California to see me so we can go explore all the star wars sites together 🥺. Also, that you are probably wearing comfy pants rn
Angie I LOVE you I would love to hang out with you one day.🥺👉👈💞That sounds like a dream. Also I am wearing comfy pants/clothes! My back is in extreme pain today so I am trying to keep myself as comfortable as possible.❤️Love you.<333
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flagcaptainart · 1 year
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For @soclonely for @starwarsfandomfests Secret Santa exchange! Palpatine and Jar Jar enjoying the tradition of destroying moms kitchen decorating cookies! Happy holidays!
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the-dank-farrik · 2 years
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summer gift for @soclonely for the @starwarsfandomfests. An unexpected surprise in the form of a private beach get away.
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darkened-storm · 1 month
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“… and then she cuts in front of me in the check out line!” Kiya exclaimed, stirring her teacup furiously as she retold the events of her day.
“What a bitch,” was Becky’s response. “Did you slap her?”
“I would have,” Kiya admitted, “but Bryan promised to take me to Dairy Queen if I didn’t go to jail today.”
“Really?” Steph grinned, reaching for another handful. “Matt brought me a sparkly keychain if I didn’t run down an old lady with our trolley today.”
Kiya nodded. “Fair trade,” she agreed, while Hilary looked mortified.
“Why would you run down an old lady?”
Steph shrugged. “She refused to keep left on the escalator.”
@soclonely I was inspired
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