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arodatnak · 6 months
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sev-on-kamino · 6 months
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Fox: Ok, for the last karking time, you cannot decline to investigate because the crime was “objectively funny.”
Flicker: Says who?
Fox: Your fucking boss.
Flicker: Isn’t Thorn my immediate supervisor?
Thorn: 😎
Fox: Go do your fucking job.
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zealfruity · 7 months
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What if they were classic detectives though.
I think I just have a thing for trenchcoats.
Alternate red coat version:
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vytels · 4 months
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Just posted a new fanfic:
Here’s the summary:
Cody wakes up in a body that is not his own and comes to some realization, but most importantly that his brother has been lying to him.
Or the one where Cody and Fox swap bodies.
I hope you guys enjoy because this is some brotherly angst!!!
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kaminocasey · 1 year
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I need a Brooklyn Nine-Nine style show about the Coruscant Guard ASAP.
I really need Hound saying to Thorn: “That’s not Grizzer. That’s just some common bitch.”
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chopper-base · 6 months
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Don't see your favorite clone? Reblog and throw them in the tags!!!
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claypigeonpottery · 10 months
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my Thorn mug, based on the name written on his Z-6. I kept this one.
I should've put his helmet wings on the other side. ah well.
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clonemedickix · 6 months
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Thorn
Drawn as requested by @sev-on-kamino , with blonde tips and piercings. Ignore the strong Baywatch Vibes.
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Commissions are OPEN, if interested. Link here.
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Beautiful dividers done by @dystopicjumpsuit
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enigmatist17 · 1 year
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Fox can't understand his kih'vod at first.
The call came in hours later than he was expecting, and for the millionth time, Fox is afraid. Reports of what had happened on Umbara, what Pong Krell had done, it had spread faster than anything else, every unit raging and mourning what had happened. Krell had been a name to fear, and despite clone after clone requesting the Jetti look and see why so many brothers were dying in massive numbers, they never did.
Rex's number has barely enough time to flash up on the screen before Fox accepts the call, and at first, all he can hear is haggard breathing. Rex is pictured sitting against something, gloved hands gripping his slightly grown-out blonde hair as he struggles to do more than hyperventilate.
"Vod? Speak to me." He needs to know he's alright, that Rex is at least safe, but cut out muttering and sobs are all he gets in return for some time.
"Don't let him die." Rex finally gets something out, and despite the shitty quality of the hologram, Fox can see he's crying. "I can't..."
"Who, let who die?" The Guard commander is distressed he can't be there for his kih'vod, but locks that down and out of sight. He needs to be calm, and like a lost sailor looking for a guiding star, Rex focuses.
"Dogma, he...they...I..." Rex pulls at his hair, and Fox growls to make him focus. "Decommissioning, I already heard it."
"Is he still there?" Rex nods, and Fox sets his comm down to lunge across his desk for his computer. "Designation, now."
"CT-6922." It's not his name, they never call it a name once a clone earns his actual name. Fox has never navigated the red tape that constantly strangled him with ease more than he'd ever done so in his entire life so far, and Rex collects himself as he watches Fox.
It takes him almost two hours, and Rex can tell something went right by the way Fox sits back in his chair.
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Dogma expected to be decommissioned, he killed a kriffing Jetti despite him actually being a Sith. He was terrified to his core as he was escorted off the Resolute, the last view being his vod's all watching in despair, but he willed himself to stay strong. He felt only guilt for allowing Krell to get so far, and hopes that when he dies, he joins his brothers wherever they all go after death.
Coruscant was...not really what he expected.
The Guard had always been such a strange concept, the two awaiting him having gleaming red armor that commanded respect as he was escorted off his ship in cuffs and left by the non-clone officers that had retrieved him.
"Let's take those off." One of them steps forward with the key, the massiff at his feet regarding Dogma with a curious grumble as the cuffs are taken off, and the clone rubs his wrists in relief. "Welcome brother."
"Why am I here?" Dogma asked curiously, yet caution underlying as the other Guard member joins them.
"Welcome to your new posting. Name's Thorn, and that's Hound, with Grizzer at his heels." Thorn radiates safety in a way that nearly sends Dogma to his knees, said commander gripping Dogma's shoulder and keeping him upright. "Give yourself a moment and breathe."
"You've got the time." Hound pats his other shoulder, and Grizzer nuzzles against Dogma's leg with a whine. "You're alive."
"How?" Dogma is just confused, he killed a superior, he should be going to his death.
"Fox wasn't going to let anything happen." Dogma's eyes went wide, he'd never even seen the fabled head of the Guard before. "Come on, the others can't wait to meet you."
"Others?"
The Coruscant Guard wasn't like the 501st, but they accepted a new member to their core like he'd been there since day one as a shiny. They had kept introductions to a minimum, knowing that Umbara was still a raw wound he had yet to work through, and offered him a private room for the night. Dogma didn't really sleep, just meditated on the floor of his room until his comm beeped somewhere near three in the morning. Fives, Kix, Jesse, Rex, the four clearly know they shouldn't be contacting him, but Dogma pretends to ignore the flagrant breach of protocol that he couldn't care less about right now. Rex is the only one who isn't grateful to see Dogma was alive, the two sharing a knowing look as the others bombard him with questions, questions he doesn't have many answers to, yet they accept what he can tell them with sheer relief.
"I'm sorry." The words spill out when there is a lull in the conversation as if they had been lying in wait. "I should have listened.."
"You were doing what you thought was right." Jesse cut him off, shaking his head.
"What is loyalty if it's blind?" Dogma averted his gaze for a moment, and Fives moves closer in the holo.
"You did what we all wanted in the end, and I have respect for that." Dogma looked back, and Fives is giving him the first serious look Dogma had ever seen on the ARC trooper since losing Echo. "One day, we'll bring you back into the 501st, where you belong."
"He's right." Rex nodded, and Dogma feels a weight lift from his shoulders. "Just do as Fox tells you, he'll keep you safe while we sort out everything here."
"Yes sir."
Eventually, they have to end the call, but as Dogma actually lies down on the bed, he allows himself to just...let go.
This time, this time he would make things right.
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ultimate-clone-bonanza · 11 months
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Worst in bed poll: Round 2
Dogma vs Thorn
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sev-on-kamino · 7 months
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Let’s kick off WIP Wednesday with a ✨bang✨ 😏
Check out the “Coming Soon” board for 🎃Kinktober🎃
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Written description of graphic (along with the kinks) below the cut because we’re horny and accessible 🥰
Sev’s Kinktober List:
Sweet & Spicy
A Night Out…Or In (Rex) - Getting Dressed
Dream a Little Dream (Kix) - Somnophilia
I Like Firsts (Jesse) - Virginity
It’s Hot In Here
Show & Tell (Thorn) - Public
Mind Your Manners (Fox) - Orgasm Denial
Use Your Words (Tech) - Sensory Deprivation
Not Even Safe For Costco’s Parking Lot
Just A Little More (Alpha-17) - Overstimulation
All The Ways (Wolffe) - Breeding
As You Like It (The Bad Batch) - Free Use
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zealfruity · 3 months
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So anyone remember when I drew faces for the clones we don’t know the faces of?
Gave Hound the Wolverine Hair and some neat piercings. I have specific reasons for a lot of the design choices here so if you want details, ask :))
Anyway I remade them because I’ve improved a lot and the designs have changed. They’re all so girliepop. Added Corrie!Dogma and my own headcanons relating to that (basically:
He was supposed to be reconditioned since he was a model soldier beforehand but it didnt work perfectly, which is why he has more than just the temple scars. the only thing he can remember about his name is that theres "dog" in it and he has the self hating belief that hes just a dog of the republic not worth much just smth to be pointed at so he can bite so hes like "oh of course thats my name" and he cant remember Umbara super well but he can remember that he betrayed brothers and that he betrayed the republic by killing a jedi and he doesnt know why he did any of it. he doesnt know why hes so lonely even though now he has a bunch of Corrie vode around (hes missing his bff twin bro Tup). "Dog" is part of Hound's team so he gets to work with the dog creatures. Yes this is silly. Yes Hound is absolutely delighted. Yes most of the rest of the k9 arf trooper unit ARE named canine related names and yes they know their unit name is also silly. Dogma in s3 when??
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kaminocasey · 11 months
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Holy crap! 700!!! 😱
Congratulations Casey. You did so well. Also hapoy anniversary... Can’t believe it’s already a year that you are here and almost as long that we talk to each other. It git better with every month 😏
Fingers crossed 🤞 that I am one of the 15 lucky one’s to get a prompted fic from you.
If so... I'd like to suggest:
Thorn: "I'm not jealous.... you're just mine."
I want to see that sweet boy with his cute smile when he whispers these words.
(Also... I'm old enough for the naughty list - give me the good stuff 👀)
CARO MY DEARRRRESTTTT!!!! I AM SO SO SORRY THIS IS SO LATE!!! I hope you can forgive me and that I've at least made it up to you a little bit with this Thorn piece that I genuinely enjoyed writing? You've been so kind to me from the start and I'm so grateful to know you! Thanks for sticking around! <3
Warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI; Smutttt, oral (m receiving), unprotected sex between partners (wrap it up friends), slight angst? Jealous Thorn
WC: 1.3K
“Have a good night.” Fox grins at you as you tell him to have a good night and that you’ll see him in the morning. 
“You as well sir.” You smile politely and then turn as Fox’s door slides shut, finding Thorn with his arms crossed. 
You look around subtly to make sure no one is around before going to kiss him but he turns his head slightly so you catch the corner of his mouth. “What’s wrong?” Your eyebrows furrow with confusion.
He’s quiet for a moment and you start to think about all the things you’ve said to him over the last few days, just hoping you’ve not upset him. He’s not normally one to get upset over silly little things. But right now, he looks irritated.
“Thorn.” You run your hands up the cool plastoid armor of his arms and try to get him to uncross his arms.  
“I saw the way Fox was looking at you.” Thorn grips your hips and backs you up against your desk. 
“And?” You raise your eyebrows with a slight shrug. “What about it?”
Thorn’s eyes darken as he towers over you. “And I don’t appreciate it.” 
“Aw.” You tease him, running your thumb over his lip. “I didn’t know you got jealous, Thorn.”
He lets out a humorless chuckle as his hand slides up your stomach, over your chest, finding your throat and gently pressing in. “Oh, cyar’ika…” He grins, devilishly. “I’m not jealous. You’re just mine.” 
Before you can say anything, his lips crash to yours. You moan softly against him, making him smirk into the kiss. 
“Say it. Tell me you’re mine.” His voice is raspy and low with need and you think you know immediately where this is headed. 
“I’m yours.” You whimper as his free hand finds your clothed warmth, his thumb rubbing mindlessly over your clit, making the fabric catch in a way that sends heat throughout your veins. “Only yours.”
“That’s right.” He pulls you off the desk momentarily, pushing you down to your knees. “You wanna prove it?” 
You grin up at him with a nod, immediately undoing his codpiece, sending it clattering to the floor as you palm his hardened length. You glance at Fox’s closed office door, knowing he’s probably already snoring, but definitely not wanting to get caught. 
Thorn doesn’t care though, it seems. He pulls his length out of his body suit and starts to press toward your lips, encouragingly. 
“Go on.” He runs his fingers through your hair. “Show me that you belong to me.” 
You take Thorn’s hardened length in your hand, giving him two slow pumps making his lips part as he watches you. When you take the tip of his cock in your mouth, he presses further and your jaw relaxes instantly, prepared to take all of him. 
“So pretty on your knees for me.” He praises you as you take him further in your mouth. “Feels so fuckin’ good, cyar’ika.” 
You hum around him, taking him as far as you can until you're met with blonde curls against your nose. You constrict your throat around him and he groans loudly. Giving him a swift smack to the thigh with your eyes darting toward Fox’s door. 
Thorn chuckles. “You afraid of getting caught like this? With my cock down that pretty throat of yours?” 
He starts thrusting slightly and you moan around him, swirling your tongue around the veins of his cock. His grip in your hair tightens and you can tell he’s struggling to let you keep control. The realization turns you on more than you knew it could and you run your hands up his thighs until you find the base of his cock, twisting slightly as you continue bobbing your head on him.
“Osik…” He groans, watching as you pull away with a trail of spit following with you. “So fucking pretty.” 
His sounds go straight to your warmth and you clench around nothing, knowing you’re already soaked for him.
“Maybe I should make you prove that you belong to me?” You tease with a smirk. 
“That can be arranged.” He pulls you up and guides you to your desk.
You watch as he pulls your underwear down and drops them to the floor, loving the way his large hands look against your skin. He’s always been so good with his hands, but right now, you need his cock. 
“You want it?” Thorn teases your soaked cunt with the tip of his cock.
“Please… Thorn.” You look up at him with wide needy eyes. 
“Fuck I love the way you say my name.” He groans softly, leaning over to kiss you again. 
You feel him line himself up with you as he sinks in deeply, causing you both to moan against each other’s mouths, hotly. He slides his arm underneath you and lifts slightly so that he can push further into you and your fingers find your clit, rubbing firm circles as he starts to thrust and you try your best to keep your sounds low. 
“Maker, you’re so fucking hard.” You whisper, resting your head against his. 
“You have no idea.” He chuckles. 
“You should get jealous more often.” You tease, holding onto his neck. 
“I told you…” He starts thrusting harder. “I wasn’t jealous.” 
“Sure.” You roll your eyes, from his thrusting or his lie, you don’t know.
All you know is that this feels fucking amazing and you can’t even bring yourself to care that literally anyone could walk by and catch Commander Thorn giving it to you rough and dirty, all for being jealous of another commander. 
You start to feel that warm familiar feeling pool into your stomach and you know you’re so close. He pushes you on your back and replaces your own fingers with his own. You can’t help but watch as he pulls his fingers away, spits on your soaked cunt, and then returns his fingers.
“Tell me you’re mine.” You repeat his words, grinning up at him as you clench around him. “Just like I’m yours.”
“Oh fuck…” He groans, filling you up a little sooner than he wanted. “I’m yours, love. All yours. Always.”
His words send you over your edge with him, causing you to run your fingers up into his blond locks, and grip tightly as you cum hard around his cock, whimpering and begging for him. He groans softly, loving the way your fingers feel in his scalp and the way your voice gets when you cum. He’ll never get over it. 
You kiss him again before he pulls out gently, grabbing a few tissues to clean you up before himself. He hands you your underwear and you toss them back to him. 
“Keep them. I was thinking about you a lot all day so they’re probably… ahem… good material for later.” You chuckle. 
“You’re too perfect.” Thorn chuckles, placing a soft, sweet kiss to your forehead and then your cheek, finally settling on your lips. “Let me walk you home before anyone realizes I’m gone.”
He gathers up your bag, and offers his arm, guiding you to the lift. This thing between the two of you may be secret but you both know that one day, when this stupid war is over, the hope of your freedom to be with each other is what keeps you going at the end of the day. 
When Thorn gets you back to your apartment, he lingers in the doorway just a little longer than normal and you notice. 
“I’m sorry for getting jealous earlier.” He murmurs, leaning in your doorway, twirling your hair and then tracing his finger down your jaw. 
“It’s okay.” You reach up and kiss him, squeezing his other hand. “I hope you know you have nothing to worry about, though. I mean it when I say it… I’m only yours.” 
He rests his forehead against yours, closing his eyes and breathing you in, finally feeling all the worries fade into the background. “And I’m yours.”
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chopper-base · 2 years
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Fox: a yearly 12 month vacation would be great right about now...
Thorn: Fox, we don't even get vacations
Fox: a man can dream
Thire: not in this society you can't
Fox: *glaring* can I have this, JUST THIS ONCE?!
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Round 2a Part 4
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I had so much hope that Mayday would survive
Fuck lieutenant Nolan, all my homies hate lieutenant Nolan REST IN PISS YOU DUMBASS MOTHERFUCKER
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wanderinginksplot · 9 months
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Commander Thorn
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Commander Thorn of the Coruscant Guard is known for being a bit menacing, a bit abrasive, and a bit grumpy. Except, apparently, for the right person. 
(Please note that this is my characterization of Thorn’s personality, not the popular fanon version. In my works, Thorn is more serious while Thire is lighter hearted. Consider this your warning. Respectfully, I am not interested in messages telling me my characterization is ‘wrong’.)
Warriors in Red Armor - Coruscant Guard x fem!OCs pairing - 65.2k words. Some of the best-known members of the Coruscant Guard meet some of the sharpest women in the galaxy. Even as they get closer, the galaxy seems to be changing in strange ways… Themes of enemies-to-lovers, fluff, and loss of mental autonomy. Contains descriptions of protests, arrests, jail, mistreatment of clone troopers.
Thorn + Snow - Thorn x gn!reader - 0.9k words. You talk Thorn into accompanying you outside the Coruscant Guard building just in time for a rare Coruscanti snowfall.
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