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dragonsandwolvesohmy · 3 months

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I had a dream and I had to share it with you all because it was... something else. (Aka the dream where Obi-Wan keeps the 212th)

So Obi-Wan (who was gender fluid or something because one minute it'd be cannon Obi and next it'd be Fem!Obi and sometimes neither, it was just a whole thing) basically laid claim on the 212th.

Order 66 never happened, Obi slaughtered Palps, blah blah blah. Here's the point: The senate refused to give the clones rights and recognized them as more than property. There was arguments about who could claim them as their property, namely the Long Necks saying since they made them, they own them, and other senators claiming that since they should have ownership of x number of troops for y reason or other bullshit.

Then Obi-Wan shows up and the convo basically goes like this: (I'll spare you all the legal jargon that comes from having studied parts of law)

'Since you refuse to give them rights, the 212th belongs to me.'

Whannnaaa whannaa- a bunch of legalese and subtle threats and insults, basically amounting to 'And how do you figure that?'

'Well, since the GAR was created for, and paid for by, the Jedi, and I found them, They belong to me. Finders Keepers, Loosers Weepers. Also, possession is 9/ 10ths of the law, they're mine, cry about it. Also, they've been - (meaning scars, tattoos, etc. changed since shipping out)

Cue legalese and bullshit that ends with Obi-Wan having legal possession of not just the 212th, but the whole Vode, including those just decanted on Kamino.

Cue the 212th wondering how the hell they're all going to fit into the temple, especially around Obi-Wan's rooms. Then Obi-Wan, in true dream logic, has a door in his room that opens to a whole ass hall that has tons of benches for them to use when putting on/taking off their armor, bunk beds, and a bunch of storage drawer-type things with little stickers and markers and whatnot for them to decorate/personalize to store their things, plus a welcome package including a special blanket, a stuffy, the decoration things, etc.

Mind you this is a temporary situation.

Meanwhile, Obi-Wan is technically 'kicked out' of the Jedi Order because he technically has a bunch of people as possessions/attachments to his 212th. In reality, they've taken Obi off active missions, as settling the Vode and figuring out what to do with their literal thousands of people is a long-term mission.

Obi-Wan ends up winning a planet in Sebbac by the skin of teeth (purposefully making it seem like he just barely won) knowing full well the person he's playing often bets the planet. Because the planet is a hellscape. No one wants to inhabit it, there are no native peoples, just flora/fauna because it's 60% water and the 40% land of it has massive storm seasons that threaten to kill anyone who settles there and has ruined attempts to settle before. But Obi knows if there's anyone who can thrive on the planet, it's the stubborn Vode and their banthashit-crazy Jedis. (Because Koon ain't leaving his Wolf Pack, no sir. Those are his kiddos.)

Also, the whole Vode is absolutely in love with Obi-Wan, who's making calf eyes at Cody half the time. Cody has gotten a Very Large Stick to beat off his vode from his general after they saved them from mass decommissioning waiting for them with the long necks. 'recycling bio mass' their shebs.

(Waxer and Boil adopt an Add. Fox gets a tooka. or five. and Rex finally gets a fucking vacation. (he likes fishing. (the 'fishies' are twice his size, will swallow a vode whole, and need to be physically fought into submission)))

(Also, also, Obi-Wan installs a council of Alpha batch, and they all simp for Obi-Wan so hard. Cody has beaten them with his Stick. Multiple Times. And tried to feed 17 to the 'fishies'.)

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flowerparrish · 21 days

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[Podfic] Like a Vacation by @wanderingjedihistorian

Star Wars: Waxer/Boil | Rated: G | Length: 6 minutes

Waxer hummed thoughtfully. “It would be nice to catch up with some people we haven’t seen or kept in good contact with,” Waxer admitted. “And it would be like a vacation! Our first actual vacation!!” Boil smiled. “Thought you’d like the idea,” he said.

Part 5 of the [Podfics of] Chosen Home series

Podded for @waxerboilmonth Week 4!

#podfic #star wars #waxerboil #waxerboilmonth

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purplefangirl42 · 1 year

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Fireworks

Summary: Following a successful campaign, a local festival provides you with the chance to find out if your feelings for Cody are returned.

Pairing: Commander Cody/Fem!Reader

A/N: This is a birthday gift for @monako-jinn-stories. A day early, but I hope you have a wonderful birthday tomorrow, Jinn. Love you 💜

Tags: Confessions, First Kiss, Reader Wears a Dress

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The festival was in full swing by the time you arrived with a few of your men; lights were shining all around you, children laughed as they ran past, and the delicious smells of various local foods drifted through the air. It was like something out of a holomovie. The men escorting you wandered off in different directions to enjoy all there was available, leaving you on your own.

You had been stationed on this planet alongside the 212th for nearly a month, and the fighting had finally come to an end, just in time for the local festival. Despite the trials of the war, the locals were more than prepared to continue with the festivities as originally planned and had been overjoyed when they learned their saviors would be sticking around to join them.

As you passed a booth, you noticed General Kenobi suspiciously poking at a bowl of food in front of him as Commander Cody stood beside him wearing an amused expression. You walked over to the pair of them and caught the tail end of what Cody was saying.

“Just try it, you’ll like it,” he said.

Kenobi lifted the spoon to his face and sniffed the food before placing it in his mouth. It didn’t take long before he was spitting it right back out again. He coughed violently as he reached for his water. Beside him, Cody laughed loudly at his General’s expense.

“Too hot for you?” he asked.

Kenobi scowled at him as he drank his water in large gulps.

“Can I try?” you asked.

Kenobi pushed the bowl in your direction and gave you a sympathetic look.

“Do so at your own risk,” he said.

Taking a new spoon, you took a bite of the offered dish and chewed it slowly before swallowing. It was a bit spicy, but you had eaten much worse. You shrugged and gave Kenobi a smug smile.

“Tastes fine to me.”

Kenobi shook his head and got up from the table. A stray cough escaped him as he walked away. Cody took his vacated seat and ordered a bowl for himself from the vendor. The two of you sat in companionable silence as you ate. Cody would glance at you from time to time, narrowing his eyes suspiciously.

“Were you putting on a show or do you really like that stuff?” he asked.

“I would say ‘like’ is a strong word, but it’s okay. He’s just a wuss when it comes to spicy things, you know that.”

Cody chuckled and finished up his food before returning both your bowls and offering his thanks to the vendor. The two of you got up and started walking together down the street, pausing every so often to look at something before continuing on.

“Will you be going to the party tonight?” you asked.

“Of course, I need to make sure that Waxer and Boil stay out of trouble.”

“That sounds like a big task for one man,” you said, laughing softly.

“I think I can handle it. Will you be there?”

Originally, you hadn’t been sure if you wanted to go or not. But your mind had been made up for you when you saw the dress in the market earlier. It was beautiful and you were sure that it would have an effect on the man that walked beside you. You had purchased it immediately and it was waiting for you back in your tent. You glanced up at Cody and gave him a small smile.

“I heard there’s a local tradition where you kiss someone when they light the fireworks.”

“Oh really?” he said. “I hadn’t heard of that.”

“It’s like when you do it at the turn of the new year. I think it’s a lesser known tradition, but I found out about it from one of the locals.”

Cody looked at you with a raised eyebrow and you could swear you saw the hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth.

“Hoping for a kiss from someone, General?”

“As long as it isn’t Obi-Wan,” you said, trying to divert his suspicions. “I don’t think I’d like the beard.”

Cody let out a loud bark of laughter, which made you grin. You weren’t sure if he shared your feelings, but part of you really hoped he did. Maybe tonight would be your chance to find out.

Later that evening, as you put the finishing touches on your hairdo and makeup, you thought about your conversation with Cody from earlier. You smoothed your hands down the front of the dress and admired your reflection in the small mirror leaning against a box. Satisfied with how you looked, you left your tent.

As you walked across the camp, you lifted the hem of your dress to avoid dragging it through the dirt. Paying more attention to keeping it unsoiled, you didn’t watch where you were walking and ran right into someone. Luckily, they were paying more attention than you were and were able to stop you from toppling over.

“I’m sorry about that,” Kenobi said, taking a step back once you had found a solid footing. “You look lovely. Are you heading to the party?”

“Yes I am. Aren’t you going?”

He shook his head and pointed in the direction of his tent.

“I’m going to take advantage of the quiet around camp and get some rest. You enjoy yourself though.”

You thanked him and started to walk away before stopping when he called your name.

“He’ll be amazed by you, my dear. I promise.”

You stared at him blankly, mouth hanging open in shock. Kenobi smiled at you and waved you off before turning around and heading for his tent. You had no idea how he could know about your feelings for his Commander, but at least you seemed to have his blessing.

When you arrived at the festival center where the party was being held, you were delighted to see so many clones out enjoying the festivities. They deserved this happiness after all their hard work. You scanned the crowd for Cody, but couldn’t find him anywhere near you. You were a bit disappointed, but you still had quite a bit of time to find him before the fireworks show.

As time passed, you grew more and more disappointed by Cody’s absence. He had assured you that he would be here, but you hadn’t seen him at all. You had even come across Waxer and Boil, who he had said specifically were his mission for the night. They hadn’t seen him either.

The fireworks show was due to start in ten minutes, and by that point, you weren’t sure if you even wanted to watch it. You found a bench near the edge of the party and flopped down on it. While you knew it likely wasn’t personal, you couldn’t help but feel hurt by Cody’s absence. Especially since you had talked about this event just that day.

Someone announced that there were only a few minutes remaining before they lit the first part of the display, and you took that as your cue to leave. You stood from the bench and smoothed out your dress. The dress you had hoped to impress him with. Just as you started to walk away, you heard someone call your name. When you turned towards the source of the sound, you could see Cody pushing towards you through the crowd.

He wasn’t dressed for the party at all and he looked frazzled. When he came to a stop beside you, he took a minute to catch his breath before speaking. When he opened his mouth to speak, he stopped as his gaze traveled down your body to take in the sight before him.

“You look beautiful,” he said softly as his eyes drifted back up to meet yours. “I’m sorry I’m late. One of the shinies ate something that didn’t agree with him and he was in a state. I was trying to help him out and lost track of time.”

The truth that he had in fact not ditched you caused a twinge in your heart. How could you have thought so badly of him? He was helping one of his brothers and you had been sitting here pouting.

“At least you’re here for the fireworks,” you said. “I’ve heard they are quite spectacular.”

Cody took a step towards you and reached for your hand. You looked up at him in surprise as he pulled you closer to him.

“I didn’t come for the fireworks,” he said. “At least not to watch them.”

The boom of the first explosion in the sky was nothing compared to the pounding of your heart in your chest. As the bright lights illuminated the festival, you could see the adoration in the brown eyes in front of you. It seemed too good to be true.

Cody snapped you out of your shocked state by surging forward and capturing your lips with his own. One of his arms wrapped around your waist while the other hand found purchase behind your head, holding you as close as he could. You reached up and wrapped your arms around his neck, holding him just as tightly.

After a few moments, your lips broke apart, but Cody didn’t loosen his hold on you. He rested his forehead against yours and brushed your nose with his own. The look of adoration hadn’t faded from his eyes as he looked down at you.

“I wouldn’t have needed fireworks to do that, but they were a nice excuse,” he said.

You laughed softly and moved your head back a little to have a better look at him.

“In the future, we’ll just have to make our own fireworks then.”

Cody smiled brightly and leaned in towards you again.

“I like the sound of that.”

He kissed you again just as another huge explosion of light filled the sky behind him, bathing the two of you in colorful sparks to match the ones surging between you.

A/N: Give this a like, comment, and reblog and let me know what you think!

#commander cody #commander cody x reader #star wars #star wars: the clone wars #star wars fanfiction #gift fic

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mikeluciraphgabe · 2 years

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Imagine;

Cody and Rex need a break from their jedi/battalion and are like “let’s switch! I’ll be you and you’ll be me. They’ll never know.”

No one notices at first because, surprisingly, they are really good at acting as the other.

(Let’s pretend Rex and Cody have a bit of longer hair so wings can be brought up and they don’t have to dye their hair. Idk.)

Ahsoka notices first only because she asks “Rex” for help with opening her bottle and Cody opens it differently than Rex. He tells her to keep it between the three of them and he will give her a free cuddle session. (She agrees, mostly for the chaos that will unfold. And cuddles.)

“Cody” does a very good job at catching and handing Obi-Wan saber back but he can’t help himself to turn it on and start using it himself. Anakin very rarely ever lets him do it ok?

Waxer and Boil, very quickly, notice something is up with their commander. The dude is letting them chill as everyone sets up camp. (Imagine Hawkeye and Trapper with the pool). Testing their luck, they put lube on all the doorknobs

All they get is a stern look

(Rex is used to shit blowing up form the domino twins. Waxer and Boil are the best vacation he every had. Rex, personally, is having the best time of his life with little to no property damage for once.)

Speaking of domino twins, they know it’s Cody and not Rex. Rex does this thing where he twitches when they are planning stupid shit in the same room, like a sixth sense of sorts, and Cody isn’t fucking doing that. They know. And they are using it to their advantage. Doing all the pranks they haven’t ever gotten to do because Rex never allowed/stopped them I time.

Obi-Wan and Anakin know. They notice Rex and Cody’s certain scars on the face aren’t there but scars only the other clone have. They knew the second they took the helmet off. They are just letting the two have their fun. They deserve it.

The next meet up of the 501 and the 212, Rex and Cody leave on their own as the other clone and come back as their self.

Everyone other than the select few had no idea they “switched”.

Waxer, Boil, Echo, and Fives start planning on doing the same. Only this time, practicing doing certain things that clone will do and wearing make up for tattoos/hair/scars/etc. (they pull it one day and no one notices. It was marvelous.)

(Rex and Cody thought they got away with it other than Ahsoka cuz she was the only one who out worldly said something. No one has the nerves to tell them they knew. They let them have their fun this once.)

#just the chaos that could unfold with this #Rex: Ayo can I get pain meds #obiwan who knows Cody doesn’t ask for anything: … MEDICCCC #Cody: Pass the salt?#Anakin who knows Rex is allergic: … that’s weird… that’s suspicious #Ahsoka watching C and R fuck shit up: This is GLORIOUS #the clones deserved better #the clone wars #clone wars rex #cody clone wars #commander cody #captain rex #cody and rex #Star Wars

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soclonely · 2 years

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The Clones as Things From The Last Week of School

Summer's coming y'all!

Rex- Those awkward last three days of school where you don't bring anything with you so you just wander around empty handed Echo- Writing in peoples yearbooks cute little messages like "omg you are so cute" and "ilysm <3", even though 98% of the time you don't mean it because you don't like or even know half of these people Fives- Writing the ultimate "My Summer Plans" somewhere and bragging about that weekend vacation to the lake your dad is taking you on in July. Jesse- Crying because you won't see your bestie for like 2 days when everyone is saying goodbye the last few minutes of the school year. You guys practically live together calm down brittany. Kix- Wearing the kickoff of your summer wardrobe to school the last week so everyone will know how HOT you will be poolside this year Tup- Some schools do an end of the year survey, and I love being able to use this opportunity to anonymously tell certain admins that they suck Dogma- Walking into empty classrooms because half of your classmates skipped but your mom wouldn't let you. Hardcase- helping the teacher take down all of the posters and playing with the little sticky tabs that you take off the back Coric- Spending an entire class period hanging out in the gym or hall because there is really nothing to do. Bly- Watching the end of the year breakups like a fireworks show, and guessing if the couple will be back together by next year or dating someone else. 99- That amazing feeling of just dumping everything in your locker and desk into the garbage/recycling when you clean everything out Cody- Actually getting to relax and talk to your teachers like a normal human being. Waxer/Boil- Field Day. Just a complete and utter waste of a sunny day pretending to do Gym stuff when in reality the only reason you are doing it is to enjoy the 5 cent Popsicle they give out at the end Wolffe- Showing up 3 hours late the entire month of May with a Starbucks in hand every morning. Boost/Sinker- Finally not giving a shit because your grades are all passing anyways and just quickly finishing all of your finals so you can shit around Hunter- Walking right into the classroom, lying your head on the desk, and putting your headphones in-every class- for the entire school day Wrecker- experiencing the "senior prank" of the year. Tech- TURNING IN THOSE HEAVY ASS OUTDATED TEXTBOOKS YOU ONLY USED TWICE THE ENTIRE YEAR, EVEN THOUGH YOUR TEACHER INSISTED YOU NEEDED THEM EVERY DAMN DAY. Crosshair- wildly hating the teacher that makes you work up until the last day of school. 9 out of 10 times this is an Algebra teacher. Omega- School selfies with friends, teachers Howzer- Enjoying the "senior walk" of your local high school as the 12th graders leave on their last day and you get to cut class early to go and wave at them Fox- LOL don't worry you will be back, you landed in summer school. Gregor- Fun field trip for certain grades for the last week of school that are a tradition for the school (amusement parks, a special picnic)

#khai come get ya juice #star wars #the clone wars #captain rex #arc trooper echo #arc trooper fives #arc trooper jesse #medic kix #clone trooper tup #clone trooper hardcase #clone trooper dogma #commander cody #commander fox #commander wolffe #the bad batch #clone force 99

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elismor · 8 months

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Recent Fic Omnibus

I got a little behind on the omnibus and then I wrote like wildfire on a recent vacation, so...here's a giant list of fic. Sorry?

The Best Medicine (212/501st bingo: teasing/established relationship). The one where Cody and Rex are getting cozy in Rex's inner sanctum. (~1k)

What Dreams May Come (212th bingo: dreams) The one about the Marshal Commander's subconscious. (~700)

Proximal Cause (Writers_Choice: 7/24 prompt: altitude) The one with a mudslide. (drabble)

We Can Be Heroes (Bite Sized Spice Prompt: threesome) The one where Wooley gets to have some fun with the Domino twins. (drabble)

Please Hang Up and Dial Again (212th Bingo prompt: wrong number) The one about poor Commander Pool. (drabble)

Priority One (Writers_Choice 7/17 prompt: shine) The other one with the mudslide. This time with more Waxer and Boil! (drabble)

Rite of Passage (SWOC Bingo prompt: superstition) The one where Wooley gives Flood a hand. (drabble)

As Diversions Go... (Bite Sized Spice Prompt: hair) The one where Cody is not focused on the briefing.(drabble)

#fic omnibus #212th bingo #501st bingo #clone oc bingo #drabbles #codex #waxer and boil #oc clone trooper flood #clone trooper wooley #i was done writing fic #but not actually

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youngcheesecaketale · 1 year

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Waxer & Boil’s Ghost Adventure

For those who don’t believe in the PARANORMAL, this story might not be would you might want to read. Waxer & Boil have a GalaxyTube (aka YouTube) Channel where they go to Abandoned Places where they heard from others that it’s HAUNTED by their Subscribers or their Brothers. Also, it’s going to be in script form. Hope you enjoy it.

ABANDONED FUNERAL

Waxer: (turns the camera on phone to himself) HEY GUYS! Welcome back to Waxer & Boil Paranormal Adventures! Today we are at “Bob’s & Sons Funeral Home” on Coruscant. This place has been ABANDONED for a YEAR because the owner’s sons was scamming people after their Father passed away. The sons are spending time in jail. It is been told that those who walk by “THIS” Funeral Home can see the Ghost of Bob who was the who watches to make sure that his guests are taking care of. Let’s see how the places looks like.

Boil: (already half way down the hall from Waxer yelling at him) Are you just going to record your handsome face or are you coming?

Waxer: (yells back then turns his camera showing the other way) Wait for me!

Boil: (turns to see Waxer right next to him and laughs) Did you see a ghost? Were you scared to left alone?

Waxer: (rolls his eyes and nudges) No. I’m not scared.

Hears a HIGH PITCH GIRLS SCREAM. Both of the hairs on the back of their necks stick up.

Waxer: (shining a flashlight around) WHAT WAS THAT?!?!

Boil: (looks around calmly) I don’t know. It sounded like it coming from this room.

Boil takes out his Meter Magnetic Device and scanned the rooms as they walked down the hall. When they got to the one of the rooms, they saw all these tools all scatter on the floor. Some had blood on it. As they shined their flashlight in one of the corner and saw a girl with long black hair that covered her face and a white gown on. She was floating in mid air

The Girl: (screams in a creepy voice that almost sounded demonic voice) LEAVE NOW!!!

Both Waxer & Boil ran out of that Funeral Home. Once they were IMMEDIATELY outside as they were catching their breath, the doors shut right behind them. Whatever was in their didn’t want them to come in again after Waxer pulled on the door. Someone or something didn’t want them to come back in. As they were leaving the place, Waxer was going to a picture of the place but froze with his eyes WIDE OPEN and his mouth dropped.

Boil: (trying to catch his breath) What are you looking at?

Waxer couldn’t speak. He just pointed up at the building. Boil turned around to see what Waxer was pointed when his mouth also dropped. In the second floor of the Funeral Home was the Ghost of the Old Man Bob smiling, waving good bye then vanished. Both of them just waved back to him then turned to each other.

Boil: (yells at Waxer) NEXT TIME WE GO ON VACATION, WE ARE NOT DOING SOMETHING LIKE THIS EVER AGAIN OR IF OUR SUBSCRIBERS AS US TO GO!

Waxer: (still shocked) Ye...YEAH. But that was SO COOL!

Boil: (chuckles) Yeah. It was cool but lets leave it to the “PROFESSIONALS”. Deal?

Waxer: (nods his head) DEAL!

The End

#waxerboilmonth #waxer and boil

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anstarwar · 3 years

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Ok hear me out. Waxer and Boil in casual clothing. Cargo pants with too many pockets. Sandals. Polo shirts etc

The Dad Energy™️ this inspired my dear anon...

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Art tags!

@voxmyriad @missinashkin @jadetheaverage @a-mediocre-succulent @notreallybeccab @qui-gon-jinn-and-tonic @leias-left-hair-bun @alamogirl80 @jonamore @latenightsthoughtsnstuff @codyobi @iloveyou3000morgan @royalhandmaidens @fractiouskat

#replies to asks #waxer and boil on vacation #waxer and boil #waxer #boil #lols #dad energy #my art #the clone wars

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sachidiva · 4 years

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More clone shenanagains ❤️ do you mind?

Next joint mission between the 501st and the 212th happens on a tropical planet. At first the skirmishes are intense and they request backup from the Wolfpack. BUT the fighting ends more abruptly than expected and the people are liberated from separatist tyranny. The human population (based on carribbean nations) decide to party non stop for one week straight. MEANING all businesses and commerce is shut down.

MEANING no one can help fix equipment

MEANING the squads are stranded for one whole week with blue skies, clear water and fresh seafood.

MEANING the clones (and the Jedi) have the time of their lives.

The Wolfpack arrives to complete and utter hedonism.

#let them rest #let them play #let them fuck #clone trooper hardcase #clone trooper boil #clone trooper dogma #clone trooper tup #clone trooper waxer #clone trooper rex #drunk clones #clones on vacation #clone trooper #clone troopers

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wolffesimp · 4 years

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Beach Shenanigans

summary: the war was won. order 66 was never executed. the 501st, 212th, and 104th battalions along with y/n, obi wan keniobi, ahsoka, anakin, and padmé enjoyed their much needed island vacation. what ensues is beach shenanigans and MORE! stick around for a day full of laughs, crying, tanning, and swimming! 2.3k words of my imagination and clone happiness!

warnings: OH MY GOD SO MANY SHENANIGANS I SHOULD GET PAID FOR THESE ORIGINAL FUCKING IDEAS!!!!!!!!! alcohol is consumed. some mature themes. nothing explicit uhhh lots of fluff and cusswords cuz they make my writing ✨spicy✨yeah that’s pretty much it :)

y/n was unceremoniously awoken by rex

who was the devoutly loyal boyfriend

for him, she would fight a million more wars

“mornin princess. up and at em!”

“don’t wanna get out of bed...”

just then, there was a knock on the door

before anyone could announce come in

the door was busted down by a very enthusiastic battalion

namely, the 501st

y/n gaped at them

fives and echo held buckets and shovels for a sandcastle

smiles bigger than the deathstar

jesse’s nose was white from the sunscreen that kix insisted he put on

tup’s naturally curly hair was finally down, a lei adorning his neck

dogma and hardcase had pool noddles in hand

meanwhile fives held a gigantic inner tube

kix had big sunglasses on, fresh glass of orange juice in hand

y/n could only stare for a few minutes

they all began to speak in sync

incredibly excited to finally dip their toes in the water and run on the beach

she laughed at them “suppose i should get out of bed!”

rex laughed with her, shaking his head at the antics of his brothers

standing up and shooing the boys out of her room, he made sure to close the door behind him

oh rex, he was too considerate for his own good

y/n slipped on her favorite swimsuit

along with one of obi wan’s t-shirts

grabbing her beach bag and slipping on her flip flops

she was out of her room

the clones were waiting impatiently downstairs

practically itching with excitement

y/n reached the landing, sliding on her favorite sunglasses

“hey guys! ready to go-“

fives picked her up into her arms, sprinting out of the house

“first one at the beach wins!”

the clones chased after the two

y/n squealed as fives held tightly onto her

“don’t worry y/n, i’m not gonna drop ya.”

“i know but rex is hot on our tail!”

fives panted

“like hell i’m gonna let him win!”

y/n giggled as rex fell behind

“hey rexie, suck my toe!”

“watch your mouth, y/n!”

she stuck her tongue out in response

rex chuckled at the antics of his girl

obi wan, cody, anakin, and padmé were far behind them

probably too mature to participate in such activities

let’s be honest if padmé wasn’t there anakin would be running too

ahsoka ran beside rex, smirking

“rex and i are gonna beat you!”

y/n finally saw the beach at the end of the boardwalk which they were running down

“c’mon fives! we have to win!”

he smirked down at her

“you know we never loose!”

fives cheered as they were the first one to reach the beach

setting down y/n, they waited for the others to catch up

in a frenzy, the clones ran to the ocean

ahsoka and y/n giggled at their faces of pure joy

“hey, wanna share this umbrella and mat i brought?”

ahsoka turned to y/n, smiling contently

“that sounds great!”

the two girls set up their camp for the day

towels beside each other

books, sunscreen, water bottles and everything in between

y/n also brought out the extra towels she had

setting them by obi wan and cody

“for the clones who forgot their own”

obi wan was distracted by the clones in the ocean

“do they know how to...swim?”

cody and y/n stared at each other

“oh-”

“shit!”

y/n ran towards the clones

“PAUSE! PAUSE! PAUSE! EVERYONE OUT OF THE OCEAN! NO ONE IS DROWNING ON MAMA Y/N’S WATCH! JESSE, DON’T YOU HIDE, GET OUTTA THERE!”

cody knew it was taken care of

he sat back down, basking in the sun

obi wan laughed heartily as y/n shouted at the clones

“WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL ME Y’ALL COULDN’T SWIM!! SWEET MAKER!!!! ONE OF YOU COULD’VE DROWNED!”

“kix would’ve saved us!”

“THERE’S ONLY ONE KIX, YOU IDIOTS!”

ahsoka giggled

y/n took off her shirt “hold this for me, sokie! lifeguard y/n’s on duty”

the boys catcalled y/n teasingly

“oooh yeah y/n!” ahsoka called out, hyping her older sister up

the boys earning icy glares from rex

she kissed his cheek

making it clear that there was no need for jealousy

y/n waded into the ocean

motioning for them to follow behind her

“now...is anyone feeling nervous?”

well as it turns out...

the clones loved swimming

they all easily caught on

even becoming faster than y/n

much to her dismay

y/n and ahsoka playfully splashed each other

giggling as other clones joined in

cody and obi wan decided to join in on the fun

and when someone splashed cody it went quiet

y/n glared at fives

she knew it was him

fives whistled

looking around as if to say

“who? me?”

cody full force splashed fives back

next thing she knew a splashing war broke out

the 501st, ahsoka, and y/n went up against the 212th, obi wan and 104th

boil and waxer were head to head with echo and fives

y/n and ahsoka combatted obi wan and cody

it seemed like no one was backing down

until someone got kicked in the leg

practically drowning

mfs are genetically modified

getting kicked by them would probably seriously injure me i mean jesus christ

“dammit! this is why the 501st can’t have nice things!” rex cursed

tup was weak in the knees

but mama y/n was there to wrap him up in a towel

careful to dry his curly hair

setting him up comfortably

“we’re having lunch soon, so stay put for now, alright hun? make sure to hydrate!”

“thank you, y/n.”

“mhm!”

she took rex’s hand

dragging him back into the ocean

“tup will be fine! hey fives and sokie, let’s play chicken!”

explaining the game rules, y/n perched herself on rex’s broad shoulders

ahsoka was on fives shoulders

smirking at her opponent

“this’ll be fun!”

y/n and ahsoka’s arms collided

their laughs filled the air as they attempted to fight each other off

meanwhile rex clung to y/n’s thighs

making sure his princess didn’t fall into the water

fives attempted to kick his captain

only to earn a snarl and forceful blow to the chest

fives was knocked into the water

sending ahsoka flying

y/n wheezed

“holy shit!” rex remarked

quickly recovering her senses, concern taking over

“wait- AHSOKA! FIVES! ARE YOU GUYS OK?”

fives’ thumbs up shot out from the water

ahsoka’s montrals emerging from the blue sea

rex laughed pityingly at fives and ahsoka

“round two?”

well, there ended up being 10 rounds

all four of them were soaking wet by the end

breathless and ready for a break

rex carried y/n as per request

she could be a little shit sometimes

rex secretly loved it

ahsoka and y/n made room for fives, rex, and a few other troopers

“hey ahsoka, where are anakin and padmé?”

they looked around curiously

the place where they once resided were empty

“they are probably...ya know...”

y/n made crude gestures eluding to sex

ahsoka cringed, throwing a tube of sunscreen at y/n

“gross!”

rex put his head in y/n’s lap

her hand ran through his blonde curls

which had been growing out since the end of the war

well maintained by y/n

who insisted on doing his hair

“oh get a room!” ahsoka teased

“we can always make out in front of you guys”

“ewww”

“please don’t”

“i would rather not see my mother figure do that”

y/n and rex laughed

they were so beautiful together

it was clear that they would spend the rest of their lives with each other

as the day drags on, y/n falls asleep blissfully on her towel

luckily rex helped her with an umbrella so she wouldn’t get sun burnt

the boys shenanigans continued on without her

fives and echo built a sandcastle the size of a shed

rex, cody, wolffe, and obi wan enjoyed margaritas beside the sleeping y/n

while ahsoka had a virgin piña colada

jesse was buried alive by dogma, tup, kix, and hardcase

a few of the members of the 104th were flirting with a group of twi’lek girls

flexing their muscles and battlescars

the remainder swimming in the ocean

the 212th were playing a competitive game of frisbee with island locals

fives and echo decided they were done with their sandcastle

ushering the generals and jedi to check it out

they didn’t want to admit it, but they were very impressed with their work

y/n was still sleeping

fives was bored

so he took his bucket

washed out the sand

then refilled it with clean water

while echo was talking with the generals and jedi

unintentionally distracting them from the scene that was about to play out

fives chuckled devilishly

pouring the water onto y/n

she screamed as the cold water hit her face and chest

eyes opening to an entertained fives

until he saw the look in her eyes

fives was so dead

instead of facing death in its face

he took off running, screaming to anyone who would listen

“Y/N’S GONNA KILL ME!”

“HELP! ANYONE!”

“PLEASE HELP ME!”

*violent screams*

y/n was in hot pursuit of the dumbass himself

running shockingly fast

not even breaking a sweat

rex cheered her on

having no idea what happened

but wanting to be a supportive boyfriend

fives looked helplessly at anyone

having nowhere to run

y/n stopped running

finding an innocent sea creature on the ground

“hi lil crab...you are gonna help me out here”

fives continued running as far away as possible from her

the crab settled in her palm

calmed by the aura y/n generated from the force

“fives! stop running! i’m done with your ass!”

fives was panting

knelt over

hot in the face

“i am so not sorry for what i’m about to do”

“wait wha-”

y/n shielded her eyes away as she dropped the crab into his swim trunks

fives let out an ear piercing scream

“WHAT IS IT IN MY SHORTS?!! ITS CRAWLING UP MY ASS!!!”

y/n was completely incoherent

laughing so hard with tears come to her eyes

“IT’S PINCHING ME! OH IT HURTS! OHHHH MY ASS CHEEKS”

y/n couldn’t breathe

knees buckling as she fell onto the sand

obi wan and cody were extremely panicked

what the hell is wrong with fives?

obi wan approached him

fives was jumping up and down

running in circles

looking like a complete madman

“fives what are you doing?”

“CRAB IN MY SHORTS”

“how is there a crab in your shorts?”

“GET IT OUT! IT’S IN MY ASS-”

wolffe was flabergasted

“what?”

rex crossed his arms

already knowing who the culprit was

“y/n?”

she staggered over to him

leaning into his chest as she wheezed

“shit- imma...imma pee my pants!! oh fucking hell if i would’ve known this-”

obi wan glared at her

fives screamed once again

“I HAVE TO DO IT!”

“do what?”

all of the 501st instantly knew what he meant

“fives don’t-”

“wait wait wait-”

“i swear to maker-”

“if he does it-”

fives dropped his shorts

revealing his ass and the rest of the land down under

y/n screeched

she saw something she could never un-see

the beach went silent

oh my god

fives just flashed the e n t i r e public area

echo looked embarrassed for his vod

but the relief on fives face...

the crab was promptly thrown across the beach

fives quickly pulled up his shorts

praying to god that nobody saw

they did

“give us a warning next time, fives!” cody said judgementally

obi wan couldn’t even look at him

y/n hid her head in rex’s chest

“i want to go blind”

rex chuckled, playing with her hair sympathetically

“i know i’m big, y/n!” fives called out teasingly

well someone recovered quickly

“FIVES!” tup lectured

hardcase and jesse chuckled

meanwhile kix and dogma looked apologetically at y/n

“i can’t believe you...” she muttered to no one in particular

the rest of the day went swimmingly

filled with even more laughs

a million holophotos

is that what you call them??

followed by the envious photos from mace windu, plo koon, and kit fisto

they were definitley coming next time

ahsoka tried her first ever drink

don’t worry, only y/n saw!

and ahsoka was above the drinking age on the planet they were in!

who else would permit her to do it?

besides, she had a theory ahsoka wouldn’t like alcohol

the theory was proven to be true

ahsoka spat it out

giving it back to y/n

shortly after

y/n and ahsoka baked cookies for the boys

while rex, cody, and wolffe grilled out

wolffe was the real pro

even having an apron that said

“kiss the grill dad”

comet and sinker found it on some sketchy website

it proved to be one of the best gifts

the rest of the boys brought down silverware, tables, and the firepits

preparing for another long night

waves crashing into each other as the tide receeded back

by the time ahsoka and y/n were back they enjoyed dinner and dessert beach side

a magical sunset painting the sky

hues of pink, orange and purple

ahsoka snapped a picture of y/n and rex’s not-so-secret-kiss

the sunset it the background

ahsoka needed to frame it and give it to y/n as a surprise

the sun was down

fire crackling

soft conversations between all battalions and jedi

calmed down by the end of the night

the distant sound of music

to the clones, it felt like a dream

none of them thought they would make it past this war

but here they were

and they couldn’t be more thankful

finally, their future was promised

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tragedy-for-sale · 4 years

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Beach Days:

Volleyball Vods

Continuing to ignore the fact everything happened; I'm continuing the little beach series inspired by the lovely art of @suja-janee

Also I don't know anything about volleyball so please don't @ me

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Ahsoka had been burying Obi-Wan in sand as they had waited for Rex to come to. Now the poor vod was carrying Anakin back to the condo. "I honestly feel bad for Rex" Ahsoka stated, "Skywalkers."

Obi-Wan let out a stiffened chuckle, "Skywalkers" he mumbled in turn, taking a sip from an empty glass for effect. He watched as he saw several more figures were walking down to the beach. Turning to Ahsoka, "Commander Bly and Aayla are here."

Ahsoka patted the sand that was now up to his knees, "I guess I'll have to make you into a mermaid later," she smiled and gave Obi-Wan permission to step out of his sand prison.

"Greetings Master Kenobi!" Aayla greeted as Obi-Wan and Ahsoka walked to meet them. "I presume Skywalker is hiding?" She asked, giving a wave to Ahsoka.

"Greetings Master Secura, Commander Bly" Obi-Wan greeted, "Yes, Anakin got Captain Rex to take him back to the beach condo, I believe he'll be staying there for the rest of the trip" he teased. While Obi-Wan and Aayla caught up on grown-up Jedi business, Ahsoka gave a small wave to Bly, who'd looked to the sand in reaction, glancing up to give her a small wave.

"We have yet to see Master Fisto, but I'm certain he'll turn up" Obi-Wan spoke as he saw another Jedi, Shaak Ti.

"Commander Bly and I were going to play volleyball, care to join us?" Aayla smiled, turning to Bly, giving him a nudge to bring him back to reality.

Bly looked up in shock, then to the other two, "Yeah," he commented, "We could make a team with your men" he said as he took the ball from Aayla's hands.

"Heck yeah! The boys love volleyball!" Ahsoka exclaimed as she ran down the beach to gather the boys again. Obi-Wan chuckled, giving Aayla a nod before heading off to greet Shaak Ti.

"You can relax Bly, we're on vacation" Aayla assured him with a smile. Bly was spinning the ball in his hands, but he turned to Aayla and gave her a smile. "Come on, we have to put a team together that's sure to beat Ahsoka's" she smiled, grabbing the Commander's arm and running to the court where everyone was gathered.

"Ahsoka, since Bly is on my team, you get first pick" Aayla smiled as she took the ball from Bly, who was scanning the men, and judging their skill by what they were wearing.

Ahsoka smiled, "Alrighty, let's see" Ahsoka looked to the boys, now this was serious business. "Jesse, I choose you!" Ahsoka pointed with a laugh. Jesse laughed and ran towards Ahsoka, turning to the boys and sticking his tongue out as he waved.

"Vaughn, join us?" Bly asked. Dave walked over, giving a high five to the General and Commander. Ahsoka chose Echo, Aayla; Fives. Kix went to Ahsoka's team. Bly wanted Tup. Ahsoka's next two members were Crys and Boil and Aayla's team was completed with Waxer. "Alright, we have five minutes to discuss stragedy, then we battle" Bly spoke before walking over to his team.

"Alright guys, let's have fun today, Jesse, Kix, lead the front, Echo, you're in the rear with Crys to the right. Boil, straight up front and I'll be center" she said before leaning in to tell them their real plan.

"Keep a secure form, loose but secure." Aayla explained, "Center cannot become crowded, avoid crowding the net too, don't let the rear become vulnerable, we must have two players there at all times"

While they were preparing, Obi-Wan was walking with Cody, "-Then Anakin talked to me for like an hour before Rex rescued me" Cody explained as he took a sip of his tea. Obi-Wan chuckled as they approached the game, both popping out their folding chairs.

"Who do you reckon will win?" Obi-Wan asked, whether he thought Ahsoka's team was going to win or not, he had to be on her side. "What about team names!?" Obi-Wan called.

Cody let out a noise as he took account each member of the teams, "I thin-" Cody jumped as Obi-Wan screamed, causing them to turn to him.

Ahsoka looked to her men, "Well boys?" She asked and they all whispered and agreed on the name, "We're 'The Reason Rex has Grey Hair!'" Ahsoka called with a laugh. Cody choked on his drink as he erupted into laugh.

Aayla turned to her men, "'The boys want to be called 'Rex's Royal Pain'" she announced, her team giggling in the background.

Obi-Wan leaned back, "Teenagers" he shook his head as he took a sip of his second martini. "Am I right?" He asked, turning to Cody.

He looked Obi-Wan straight in the eye, "Sir, I'm thirteen" he then took a sip as he watched Obi-Wan's face make that realization, only to hear a whistle.

"Alright! Game!" Shaak Ti announced. When did she even get there? How long had she been there? Then the game begun. Bly spiked the ball over the net, Boil smacked it back over the net. "Not proper form, Boil!" Shaak Ti called, "You boys know how to play volleyball! Show them what you got!" She exclaimed.

Both teams grew a little bit more competitive, moving with the same grace and precision on the battlefield. Cody was sitting on the edge of his sit, Obi-Wan... Wasn't. "Commander, why aren't you playing?" Obi-Wan asked as the ball went high into the air, "Show them what you got?"

"Oh, I couldn't show off like that, sir," Cody shook his head as he caught the ball, tossing it back to Crys, "I'll let them have their fun" he added, finally leaning back to enjoy the game. Obi-Wan took another sip, sitting up a bit as the ball fazed into the sun again.

The game was neck-to-neck, each hit with an exact amount of force and the projectory precise. The men didn't hesitate to drop to the sand to keep the ball in the air. Shaak Ti blew the whistle and prepared them for the final round.

Kix had the ball, he'd already had the projectory of his serve ready. He was eagerly waiting for the whistle. He'd been looking to the ocean and saw something come out of the water as Shaak Ti blew the whistle. He hit the ball into to air in startlement. "What was that?!" He screamed.

Everyone looked to see what could've gotten Kix so shooken up, they all were taken aback as they saw a certain Jedi come out of the water. "That, appears to be Master Fisto-

"Bly!" Ahsoka screamed, the Commander turned to her and froze as he saw the ball coming straight towards his face, sending him to the ground. They all turned to help the Commander up.

"Leeme..." Bly tried to keep them from pulling him up, "I need a moment" he mumbled, he gingerly touched his aching nose, "Did I break it?" He asked, feeling the blood. Aayla had kneeled down to his side, "Mm, maybe if we just ice it? I don't think it's broken, Kix, can you tell?" She asked, Kix ran over.

"Ah, man, sir I'm so sorry, Master Fisto really startled me" Kix apologized as he grabbed his backpack from the sidelines and than came to Bly's side.

"Ah, another man down" Obi-Wan said, holding out his hand, Cody very begrudgingly handing over the bet on credits. "At least Rex will have company other than Anakin"

"Oh dear, what happened here?" Kit Fisto asked as he reached the court, the eyes of the brothers silently judging him. Aayla turned, she'd completely forgotten about Kit.

She stood up, "Kix was startled by your lurking in the water, it appears Bly got the worst of it" she stated, crossing her arms. Kit looked down to Bly and Kix, who was putting an instant cold pack on his nose.

"My apologies, I've been in the water all morning." Kit spoke, "I suppose your game is paused at the moment?" He asked the group. They all nodded, saddened. "Don't fret, Shaak Ti made lunch, how about it?" He asked, the brothers erupted in excitement, going to crowd Master Ti. "Well Aayla, take a lunch break?"

Aayla turned to Bly, who looked miserable, then back to Kit, who looked just fine. "I'll stay with Commander Bly, get him back to the condo to rest" she replied. "Don't save any for me, I'm sure the boys have worked up an appetite.

"Very well, Master Secura" Kit smiled giving her a bow, "Let me know how your Commander is later, I'll be eager to hear if he'll be able to join everyone soon again" he said as he gestured the rest of the boys to follow him.

Aayla nodded and gave him a boy before kneeling back down to Bly's side. "Kix said I broke it." Bly smiled with a weak laugh. Aayla gave him a small smile as she held out her hand, "But it's all patched up, and Kix said to just keep it iced. Soooo lunch?" He asked as Aayla pulled him to his feet. She nodded,

"Lunch sounds excellent"

#you think you see a shark but it's actually kit fisto serving looks #clones #clone wars #tcw #star wars #commander cody #Obi-Wan Kenobi #cody then got his credits back when Aayla chose to stay by Bly's side #poor rex- wonder how drunk Anakin is treating him #aayla secura #commander bly #ahsoka tano #kit fisto

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wanderinginksplot · 3 years

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Clone Trooper Rambles

Everyday life, but with a handful of clone troopers tagging along. Other parts can be found here.

Sweets, Part II

"So what are these?" Hound asked.

"They're cookies," I explained unhelpfully. There were too many moving parts in my kitchen to devote more than a few seconds toward describing cookies.

"But what does that mean?" Waxer pressed.

I sighed, pulling one pan out of the oven before I immediately put another one in, and went back to stacking cooled cookies onto a dish so I could start arranging fresh dough on the vacated pan.

"They're baked desserts," Tup jumped in, coming to my rescue. "Like bread, but sweeter, with different things inside."

"Exactly," I confirmed, patting gingerbread dough into the right shape.

"But why are some of them different colors?" Boil asked skeptically.

"There are different flavors," Tup told him, sounding confident in his answer despite that he had only had one kind before.

"But they're all sweet," Hunter confirmed.

"I mean, yeah," Wooley said. "Have you seen what's in them? Sugar, butter, eggs…"

"Too much of each to be within regulations," Fixer added while Dogma gave a triumphant nod.

"But they're good," Tup said, smiling in satisfaction of being one of the few troopers who had already tried the treats.

"I'll be the judge of that," Hardcase volunteered, reaching for a slightly cooled gingerbread cookie.

Everyone paused, looking at me to see how I would react to Hardcase taking one.

"Oh, no," I said with a sarcastic grin, "there will only be eight dozen cookies left if he takes one! Besides, you guys can pull infinite copies from a single cookie, so there are literally enough for everyone. Enjoy."

That was all the permission anyone needed and the room dissolved into chaos. I had invited any trooper who wanted to come and most of them had shown up to my house before the baking process had even begun.

For the next two hours, troopers stuffed themselves with as many cookies as they could hold. Gingerbread was a hit among the health or regulation-conscious troopers while sugar cookies seemed to be the general favorite. Tup told anyone who would listen that my roommate Elena had bought a special cookie plate for finished products, and it remained the centerpiece for most of the night.

When I was finally done baking, I grabbed a single chocolate chip cookie and went to bed, leaving the group still raging around in the grasp of a vicious sugar high.

The next morning, I woke up early and stepped out into the living room. Again, troopers were everywhere, but this scene looked a little different.

Instead of standing around, laughing and talking, the troopers were sprawled around the room. Most were asleep, but more than one man was staring blankly at the ceiling.

"What's going on?" I asked Jesse, the nearest conscious trooper.

"Too many cookies,” he told me simply. I nodded sympathetically. I had been in that position before. It sucked, but there was nothing to do for it but wait.

Still, I was hungry having just woken up, and what better breakfast could there be than a handful of cookies? I set five cookies on a plate and took them with me to my usual spot on the sofa.

While I sat down, I accidentally jostled Longshot, who blearily looked over at me. "Whass happening?"

I lifted the plate a little bit. "Breakfast."

He glanced at the plate and quickly away, grimacing. "That's disgusting."

"You ate them last night!" I protested, nettled by the idea that there was something wrong with my cookies. "Now they're disgusting?"

Longshot groaned, patting gently at his stomach. "Don't remind me. I probably had fifty of 'em. Couldn't stop myself."

I shook my head. "You guys are ridiculous."

"Yeah, yeah," he waved away the insult. "Right now, I need to sleep it off."

I watched as he struggled to his feet and wandered away. "Where are you going?"

"Your room," he told me. "I could use a bed and you aren't using yours right now."

Just as he got to the doorway, Rex blocked Longshot’s motion with a forearm braced against the man’s chest. "Not on your life, trooper."

"Yeah," Cody agreed. "That bed is for commanding officers only."

In half a second, he had disappeared into my room. The distinct sound of someone flopping heavily onto a bed came only moments later, followed by a groan.

"You guys are so dramatic," I told everyone else, caught between exasperation and admiration, and ate my breakfast cookies.

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parkkrys · 3 years

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Proposal with Waxer and Boil?

Hopefully this is alright heh. I love these two so much.

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Waxer has been in love with Boil for as long as he could remember. He doesn’t think there was a time where he didn’t love his boyfriend. It was Wooley who asked the innocent question of why they weren’t riduur yet and it really made him pause.

He doesn’t exactly know why they weren’t and he really needed to change that. Now he just needed a time which was easier sad than done at that point. With the 212th always being out in the field, dealing with General Grievous they didn’t exactly have any vacation days and he didn’t want to go to the Commander and tell him why he needed a day off with Boil.

“Cyare? What are you thinking about so much about?”

Waxer jolted out of his trance as he looked up at Boil. Right, he was curled up in their bunk in the middle of the night shift. He chuckled as he felt Boil nuzzle his temple and he winced at the slight beard burn. He enjoyed it when they would cuddle and do their own thing as Waxer shifted, curling up on Boil’s chest even more to bury his nose into his collarbone.

“Things.”

“What kind of things?” Boil grumbled and Waxer huffed.

He stayed stubbornly silent as he thought about what he could do. He always worried about the when but they were in a war. A war that both of them or even worse, one of them could die in and he knew he didn’t want to die before asking Boil to be his riduur. It wasn’t exactly romantic but he could make that up later on down the line as he made his final decision.

“Waxer come on, you alright? Is your mind being mean to you again?”

“Not mean, just thinking about something,” Waxer started as he shifted to get up so he could actually look down at his boyfriend, “I know this exactly the most romantic place but I was thinking if you would be-“

“No.”

Waxer faltered as he stared down at Boil, “No?”

“You are not asking before me. I wanted to ask if you wanted to become riduur’s.”

Waxer was going to kill him before they even got married. He smacked Boil’s chest getting a quiet yelp from him as he glared down at him.

“What was that for?” Boil asked, bringing up a hand to place where Waxer smacked him.

“Don’t scare me like that! I thought you were saying no to not being riduur!”

Boil had the nerve to look sheepish as he grinned up at him and it wanted Waxer to smother him with kisses. Heh, death by kisses from his soon to be riduur, that sounded about right.

“Oh, sorry.”

“I want to murder you but yes I will be your riduur you di’kut.”

He will deny the noise he made when Boil flipped them over to his dying day as they both laughed silently. This was perfect in his books.

#star wars #tcw #waxer x boil #parkkrys writes #proposal #200 milestone #clonecest #anon

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dogmascutie · 3 years

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clone x reader ideas that live rent free in my head:

(i plan to write these eventually but tbh i am inconsistent as hell so run with the prompts if you'd like!)

modern au tired vacation dad cody and daddy kink reader

riot guard fox and "performing for the troops" reader

onderon rex and rebel reader

boil and reader who likes mustaches (idk boil just needs more love)

void gregor and void-resident reader before and after he gets his memory back

breeding kink waxer and down-to-clown reader 😳

glitch using the force on reader...inappropriately

feel free to ask me about them lol

#i am thinking disrespectfully #my ass belongs to the clones okay???#i’ll probably update as i think of more #clone x reader #smut #dee's notes

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siennahrobek · 3 years

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Qui-Gon was meditating in the Garden when Obi-Wan approached him. He was sitting near a patch of flowers that the master and padawan pair had planted together after the plant had been gifted to them when they were both younger. It was one of best memories he had of the both of them. Obi-Wan stood next to him and bit his lip. “Master,” he murmured hesitantly.

His master didn’t open his eyes and took a sharp breath. “Fantastic,” Qui-Gon grumbled to himself, furrowing his brow. “Hallucinations. I knew it would not be good but-,” he sighed.

Obi-Wan took a deep breath and turned to kneel in front of him. He gently took his master’s hands which were resting on his legs previously. “Not a hallucination, master-mine,” he assured quietly. Qui-Gon was silent for a moment, hand shaking and curling around Obi-Wan’s. Tears began to leak out as the older man took another breath. “I am here, master. You can open your eyes,” he coaxed, softly.

“I fear to,” Qui-Gon whispered. “I fear I open them, and you are gone – or worse – someone else is there.”

“I swear to you, on all of those we have ever held dear that I am right in front of you – alive and whole…just with slightly less hair. My apologies, I look fairly terrible.”

Qui-Gon choked back something between a choked sob and a laugh.

“Come on, master. It’s okay. I promise.”

Slowly, the older master obeyed and opened his eyes. A fresh wave of tears washed over him as his hands rose out of Obi-Wan’s to cradle his former padawan’s face, cupping his cheeks. He gasped, disbelieving, as if unable to reach air.

“You look so young without the beard,” he croaked.

Obi-Wan smiled, leaning into the touch just a bit. “Why do you think I grew it out in the first place,” he chuckled, warmly.

“I can feel you,” he whispered.

“This is real, master.”

“You’re alive. How? What…what happened?”

Obi-Wan glanced away guiltily as he took a deep breath, grieved. The older master felt bad for asking. “I’m sorry master…”

Qui-Gon reached quickly in the Force, into his padawan’s presence and felt so much, such a myriad of emotions. He quickly went to interrupt him. In the end, it didn’t matter. Obi-Wan would never do something like this to hurt him so whatever happened, it was probably necessary. He was always doing what was best for others. And he already obviously felt awful about it, Qui-Gon didn’t want to add to that. Force, his padawan was alive. He made his relief known, sending it through the force in waves. “Never mind, padawan. Don’t worry about it. We can talk about it later. I don’t care that much.”

Obi-Wan looked torn. “I had to fake my death. Master, I-”

“Shhh,” Qui-Gon hushed and wrapped his arms around his old padawan and pulled him close. “It’s okay. I’m not mad; I swear I’m not. You did what you must. I am so relieved and grateful you are alive padawan-mine.”

Obi-Wan sighed in relief and nestled into the crook of his neck, like he was still young and a child and as if Qui-Gon could still carry him around easily. “I never wanted to hurt you,” he whispered.

“I know, I know,” Qui-Gon assured in a murmur, rubbing his back lightly. “I simply fear I will lose you to this war; in all of your plans and strategies. That you will get so lost in the war meetings and you won’t come back to me whole.”

“I’m just trying –”

“To save everyone, I know. You have always been a protector, Obi-Wan, a guardian, who only wants to help and protect people. I am so proud of that person, the man that you have become. So much light and kindness and compassion.” Qui-Gon started, and he had a hard time stopping. He had spent so much time during Obi-Wan’s padawanship quiet and closed off; not often giving nearly enough of himself. He always deserved more. It would never be enough, Qui-Gon was sure, but all he could do was try to make up as much as he could with the time he got. Post Naboo, alongside the verbal smacks he got from his friends and colleagues, had certainly helped him realize his relationship with Obi-Wan had to shift. He would never stop trying. “I know you and I know you do not take these things lightly. Whatever, you did, whatever you had to do, I believe you did it for your duty and what was right. You are so good at this, protecting and doing things for the greater good. You always work for the bigger picture. Just please, please do not lose yourself to it. I am not meant to outlive you.”

Obi-Wan exhaled, practically melting into him. “I will do my best, master. I want you to be able to travel to worlds again without the threat of a galactic war. I know you miss the travel.”

“I know. And when this is over, we will go to a beautiful system, something with waterfalls and trees and wildlife. To meditate and eat new food. See the living force in all things. A long and well-deserved vacation. Together.”

Obi-Wan hummed as he smiled against his old master. “I’d like that.”

“You can even let your men tag along if they want. Force knows I would never be able to stop them.”

Obi-Wan laughed, quiet and stifled. “I think I can probably narrow it down to Ghost Company.”

Qui-Gon grinned. “Those men are protective and a bit terrifying.”

“They do keep up with me.”

“Ah, to be young and able to keep up with the Republic’s best high general,” he added, wistfully. How he wished he could still do that; what he wouldn’t give to be able to have his padawan’s back once more. It was difficult trusting others – even ones as capable as Commander Cody and the 212th – to protect Obi-Wan. “I suppose they are a worthy replacement for me.” The two had leaned back, sitting in the grass but Qui-Gon did keep his grasp on Obi-Wan’s arms.

“They’d be honored to hear that, I imagine,” he smiled shyly.

“I hear a few are bragging about being your favorites.”

“Waxer and Boil.”

Qui-Gon grinned triumphantly as Obi-Wan blushed, just a bit, caught in the phrase. “So, they are?”

“They are two of my best,” Obi-Wan admitted and chuckled watching as Qui-Gon’s thumbs rubbed circles on his arms. “You and Waxer would get along, I think.”

Qui-Gon didn’t doubt it. If anyone knew him, it was his former padawan. “I believe you.”

“I imagine you haven’t eaten or slept in quite some time.”

The change of subject nearly caught him off guard. “Hmmm.”

“Let’s go get something to eat. I have to tell Dex I’m alive, anyways,” Obi-Wan explained with a lopsided smile. “He has probably seen it on the news, but I figured I should tell him in person. And you know, get some food too.”

“I would like to see that. He may crush your ribs, hugging you.”

“Perhaps,” Obi-Wan laughed again. “But quite worth it. And then, afterwards, you will be sleeping.”

“I’ve been spending most time at your apartment,” Qui-Gon admitted. Obi-Wan just nodded.

“That’s fine. I don’t really sleep well in beds as of late. I’ll as the quartermaster for a field cot.”

“How is Anakin faring?” Qui-Gon changed the subject as Obi-Wan helped him to his feet. The younger man frowned but kept his footing.

“Not well, I fear,” he hummed. “He is rather cross with me and the Council.”

“But surely he was happy to discover you alive.”

Obi-Wan hesitated.

“Padawan?”

“I’m sure he is…but uh…he hasn’t behaved that way.”

“I’m sorry, Obi-Wan. He will come around. It is unwise not to be grateful for you coming back to us.” Qui-Gon nearly rolled his eyes. Anakin was being foolish and taking this all too personally. Being upset that Obi-Wan died, he could understand. He could even understand being upset that Obi-Wan didn’t tell him (even though Qui-Gon completely understood why Obi-Wan didn’t; Anakin had plenty difficulty controlling his emotions and reactions) but to not show such happiness knowing he is alive? That was ridiculous. What Qui-Gon wouldn’t give to find any of his loved ones alive again.

Obi-Wan’s gaze softened. “Thank you master.”

Qui-Gon linked his arm with his former padawan, this boy that he loved so much, and walked with him through the temple and towards their favorite diner. “Of course, padawan-mine. But for now, we will go buy some good food from good friends and keep everything away until tomorrow. They can wait.”

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