I have high muse for my clones rn (especially my ocs).... like this and tell me which clone you want and I'll send you some rp memes in your inbox!!

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https://www.tumblr.com/duchessxstarbuck/751413183879806976/you-are-in-so-much-trouble-to-laine-from-rex

https://www.tumblr.com/duchessxstarbuck/751414022687129600/are-you-okay-are-you-hurt-to-satine-fro

https://www.tumblr.com/galaxyvoices/751571114076028928/quinlan-did-find-it-way-stranger-than-he-would

https://www.tumblr.com/mando-of-esverr/751598116315267072/darius-nodded-and-rested-his-elbows-on-his-knees

https://www.tumblr.com/therapardalis/751618655241076736/well-ohhkay-theras-not-sure-what-she

https://www.tumblr.com/sithisms/751649214663147520/his-smile-widened-now-this-one-would-be-fun-to

https://www.tumblr.com/hoovedrycal/751649508350443520/regulus-growled-his-human-face-was-scowling

https://www.tumblr.com/6uirs/751649606989938688/%F0%9D%99%BB%F0%9D%99%BE%F0%9D%99%B0%F0%9D%99%B3%F0%9D%99%B8%F0%9D%99%BD%F0%9D%99%B6-%F0%9D%9A%82%F0%9D%9A%83%F0%9D%99%B0%F0%9D%9A%81%F0%9D%9A%83%F0%9D%99%B4%F0%9D%9A%81-%F0%9D%99%B5%F0%9D%99%BE%F0%9D%9A%81-%F0%9D%99%B2%F0%9D%99%B0%F0%9D%99%B3-%F0%9D%99%B1%F0%9D%99%B0%F0%9D%99%BD%F0%9D%99%B4-thumbs

https://www.tumblr.com/jeditrash/751652896477691904/save-saving-their-life-in-the-process?source=share

people who write trans, nonbinary, femme, or otherwise non-cis male ocs are stronger than any u.s marine. in this essay I will--

TENACITY / CT-7597

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Although technically a member of the 501st Legion, Tenacity is a highly skilled clone who often works as a "float trooper" -- traveling and helping out any squad that might need his talents. For as long as he can remember, Tenacity has been fascinated with droids. His hobby of tinkering with droids, both of the friendly and unfriendly variety, played a role in him becoming a droid specialist. Tenacity is not only talented at repairing Republic droids but also hacking Separatist droids.

Tenacity would come to further develop his droid repair and hacking skills in an unexpected way... A particular rough landing and subsequent battle lead to Tenacity being separated from his squad. In turn, he was captured by battle droids. The group of droids he was captured by was all broken or defective in one way or another. The droids kept him captive and had him do repairs in exchange for ration bars. He was only held captive for 3 days before the rest of the 501st found him and rescued him. Still, in those 3 days, he learned a lot about how droids work. Since his capture and rescue, he's challenged himself to hack as many droids as possible. In fact, he reprogrammed one of the battle droids that captured him to work for the Republic and fight alongside him.

Post Order 66

His chip works and he's forced to do horrible things for MONTHS. He eventually gets discovered and rescued by Rex (who thought he was dead this whole time :) )

Obi-Wan and Cody for your dash

The urge to gently scold Rex for picking at his bacta patch is immediate but he bites is lip. Rex has likely been scolded by Kix enough as it is. Risky business that is, pissing off your medic. "Good, maybe one of the many times it's been said to you will stick." He chooses to gloss over the fact he's being a bit of a hypocrite right now. He's a lot like Rex when he's hurt -- restless and eager to get back into the fight.

The confession of the daring, foolhardy idea being both his and Skywalker's triggers a heavy sigh from Cody. "Of course it was. I'd blame General Skywalker for corrupting you but you've always been an out-of-the-box thinker." Rex's grin is met with a grin of his own. "You two enable each other both, really. It's a good thing Commander Ahsoka is there to reign you in a bit, even if it is just by a centimeter."

As Rex retells his story, Cody listens intently, his gaze never leaving Rex's face. "Whoever did it had good aim. And is long gone. My squad and I followed some tracks but it led to a dead end. Whoever it was took a ship and fled. I'm inclined to believe it was a bounty hunter but I have no proof." He softly shrugs before continuing. "I'm glad he was there for you. Sounds like you and I both owe him one... Even if the whole thing was partially his fault."

rex  feels  watched  ,  but  its  not  UNCOMFORTABLE  .  no  ,  he  feels  as  if  comforting  &  caring  eyes  are  upon  him  .  the  gaze  of  an  older  brother  watching  out  for  his  younger  one  .  hand  raises  slowly  ,  presses  finger  gently  against  the  bacta  patch  still  glued  to  his  skin  .  ❝  ive  heard  that  before  ,  ❞  from  skywalker  ,  from  ahsoka  .  they  both  told  him  to  LAY  LOW  ,  be  careful  ,  rest  &  wait  until  he  is  all  healed  up  and  ready  to  fight  again  .  but  his  fingers  itch  for  a  blaster  &  his  heart  seems  to  yearn  for  his  brothers  ,  fighting  outside  these  damn  medbay  halls  . 

lips  press  together  &  suddenly  :  he  feels  like  a  young  cadet  all  over  again  .  a  young  boy  being  scolded  by  the  already  trained  troopers  .  his  shoulders  even  dare  SLOUCH  FORWARD  slightly  while  cody  speaks  .  no  one  else  can  make  him  feel  this  way  ,  except  THE  COMMANDER  .  ❝  i  think  ....  you  could  say  it  was  the  both  of  us  .  ❞  he  then  replies  ,  his  gaze  raises  again  to  look  at  cody  and  there  is  a  small  grin  tugging  on  the  corners  of  his  lips  . 

❝  we  managed  to  destroy  the  separatist  cargo  ship  ,  AND  we  saved  the  hostages  .  it  was  all  going  smoothly  until  ....  IT  WASNT  ANYMORE  .  ❞  shakes  his  head  slowly  ,  finger  taps  against  his  knee  now  .  ❝  the  shot  came  out  of  nowhere  ,  we  couldnt  even  spot  who  did  it  .  a  droid  ?  maybe  a  bounty  hunter  ,  i  really  dont  know  .  ❞  slowly  ,  he  rolls  his  shoulders  up  &  down  ,  he  was  told  to  keep  his  body  in  motion  (  easy  ,  captain  ,  easy  .  ) 

❝  and  i  think  without  general  skywalker  ,  another  blast  would  have  hit  me  ,  and  i  wouldnt  be  sitting  here  anymore  .  i  owe  him  my  life  .  ❞

✨ Happy may the 4th, everyone!! ✨

Hey, remember the ending of the Clone Wars, where everyone was happy and alive after the war so they threw a party at the Jedi temple? 🥲

Look for old friends in the background bc I had way too much fun adding everyone in! 👀

(Close-ups under the cut)

I present you; the ✨Team✨:

Bonus baby rebels (Ik the timeline for Ezra doesn't entirely line up, let's just pretend it does)

If it's one thing that he and the stranger can agree on, it's that they can't trust one another. At least, not initially. He's too weary to trust so easily anymore. Omega on the other hand... She's just a kid eager to have a friend. He can't blame her for wanting more company outside of their family. "It's nice to meet you and your porg. You don't see many of those around here." Ruffling Omega's golden hair, he lets a beat of silence pass before continuing to speak.

Omega makes a good point with the porg. Animals don't act so happy and carefree around mean people. Perhaps Mahjo is someone worth getting to know... "It is a nice place. There was a horrible storm our first week here, though. We've been slowly repairing the shoreline since." The presence of a Kaminoan accent, however faint, doesn't go unnoticed. He doesn't comment on it but chooses to file it away for later. There are not many people outside of clones and long necks with such an accent, especially with Kamino having fallen to the Empire... "Omega really is an animal person. I'm not too surprised. But one pet is enough. We're not getting another. Besides, our current pet wouldn't coexist with a porg very well."

Strange armor. Just the sight of it is enough to make her tense. The fact that this man clearly doesn't trust her any more than she trusts him doesn't help, either. But Hondo insisted that Phee's friends would be their friends because she is his friend. As if whatever united her and them would also unite them to Hondo and, somehow, to Mahjo herself. Sometimes she worries he's too naive, it's probably why he keeps having crew-members betray him.

She can't help a light huff of amusement when Omega gives her reasoning. Puffy, who Mahjo has had to stop from eating wires more times than she cared to count, being a good judge of character when the bird isn't even a good judge of food sounds like a bad joke. But if it keeps her out of trouble, then she will take it. Let the bird's abandonment issues and clinginess towards her be what defines her as a good person. It's certainly better than the alternative: being judged based on her actions.

As the child motions towards her, Mahjo stands up. For once, she's glad that her training regime focused on stamina and core strength, and not on building muscle. While she has a healthy amount of it, she's nowhere near as big as a Kaminoan-trained clone. Not at all as threatening looking.

Hunter. Quite the name...

"Like she said, the name's Mahjo." she stepped closer, holding a hand out because Hondo wouldn't let her head the end of it if she wasn't polite and nice through this whole forced vacation. "It's a nice place you all got here. Peaceful. Feels unreal given everything else going on."

In her voice, there's the hint of a Kaminoan accent that even after all these years, she hasn't been able to get rid of and hasn't bothered to keep trying to. Not many people around the galaxy can recognize one anyway. Many haven't ever been in the same room as a Kaminoan, much less talked to one.

"Sorry your sister ran off," she says. "But don't blame her. No child can resist Puffy."

gonna play horizon zero dawn for a bit but I'll try to do a few more replies later <3 <3

@arc-77 "Sabi tells me you saved her life. Words cannot express what that means to me." Fordo clasps Halo's forearm. "Vor entye, vod. You ever need anything, just say the word and I'm there."

Halo clasps Fordo's arm in turn. "Just doing my job, vod," he assures the other, bright smile hidden from behind his golden helmet. "The only thing I need is for your two to state of trouble. Don't give me any more work than absolutely necessary."

This frame from the Clone Wars episode “Senate Murders” is gold.

“We heard you talking shit.”

@hoovedrycal[ anger ] sender takes their anger out on receiver

"No, I'm not going to keep talking to you while you're like this," Hunter replies with a poorly suppressed wince. He didn't keep his helmet on for their argument conversation and he's starting to wish he had. What started off as a simple disagreement turned into a shouting match and now both his ears and his head are ringing. "We can talk once you've had a chance to recenter yourself."

@sithisms "So you think yourself tough huh, big guy?"[Wrecker]

"I don't just think it, I know it," Wrecker replies, cracking his knuckles all the while. It's not often an enemy gives the Batch a run for their credits... He'll enjoy the challenge, and he'll enjoy putting the baddie in their place. "Just like how I know I'm gonna make you regret not surrendering while you still had the chance."

"Hilarious. You should be a comedian when the war's over," Rex retorts with dry humor. It's rare for him, a Captain, to ever get to sleep first so he takes advantage of Crosshair's offer. Despite the lumpiness of the ground he sleeps fairly well... Until he doesn't. He hears a splash but doesn't think much of it until Crosshair starts calling for help. Rising with a start, he scrambles out to help his fellow clone.

Not wanting to risk shooting Crosshair, especially with the creature pinning him down, he leaves his blasters holstered and instead pulls out twin knives. That's a pro of being ambidextrous, he can use just about any set of weapons with both hands. While the hideous, purple-blooded creature is distracted by attempting to eat Crosshair, Rex sneaks up behind it.

Throwing himself on top of it, he stabs furiously with both knives. The creature roars and jumps about, Crosshair temporarily forgotten as it tries to buck Rex off. Despite digging in with his knives, with one last powerful buck, the creature manages to throw him, knives and all, off. Landing on his back with a loud and painful thud, he manages to push himself up into a sitting position just in time to see the creature come barreling at him. The only pro of being knocked off is that he's now close to Crosshair's rifle. Pushing a leg out and giving the weapon a good kick, he sends the rifle sliding underneath the raging creature and to Crosshair. "One the count of three, shoot it!" Rex shouts to Crosshair. His back aches terribly but that's okay, he doesn't need to stand for this. He just needs to be able to roll out of the way. "One, two..." he waits until the creature is practically nose to helmet before yelling, "three" and rolling out of the way.

"I'll take first watch. Wouldn't want you to miss your beauty sleep." He chewed lightly on the creature. Its taste was tough and almost earthen. But hell it was something in his stomach so he wasn't going to complain about it. The mention of the others had only made him kick back.

It didn't matter if the other clones lived or died. The Reg's were no brothers to him. Infact deep down he much preferred them dead. No more mockery if they weren't breathing to expel such vial words out of their mouths. His eyes open on the horizon as he threw his kabob stick into the fire and threw a toothpick into his mouth.

"Best get to sleep now. More rest the better." He said. And as Rex went in for bed he kicked the fire out and took a seat. Much better to see in the darkness without a light in his opinion. The silence of night clattering as he would just stare at the desert dunes around them. Minutes turning into hours with nothing. From every direction. The planet's moon almost marking when he was meant to wake Rex up. Until..

'Splash!' As loud as could be in his ear as he grabbed his rifle and aimed it in the direction of the splash.

Nothing..? His body moving around as he looked to his helmet. What if what he was dealing with wasn't really there? But it was also a cool night and he just took a drink from the stream not long ago. Nothing?

His eyes squinted. Then in the matter of seconds thoes eyes went wide as something wrapped around his mouth. He could feel it. It felt scaly. And slightly furry but in his eyes there was nothing there. And his arms restrained in a tight grip by a single limb. As he growled through the creature's grip, taking out his knife at his hip to cut the limbs off of him. A loud high pitched screech pierced the air as the creature turned visible with what he cut off of it. The blood purple as it bore its teeth. A two four legged lizard like creature with a mane. His teeth bore as he yelled.

"Rex! Get out here!" He yelled as the beast lunged. Pinning him down. No. This thing was a pet! His eyes met the metal clamp around its neck as it tried to dig its sharp fangs into his face. Using both arms and legs to try and push it off but it was no real use. This creature was bigger than him and his rifle was out of reach. Dammit all! The breath smelled horrid. That of blood mixed with something sweet. It's snapping jaws narrowly missing his nose.

"Get this thing off!"

the 212 and 501st have slightly different definitions of “under control”

(kofi requests are open!)

"Whether it be a rookie Jedi or a rookie clone, new blood is as impatient as ever," Cody agrees with a soft sigh of frustration. Losing a squadmate just to have them replaced with a Shiny is never easy. Although his newest squad member seems to enjoy giving him a heart attack, diving headfirst into battle. "I suppose such a struggle is something we have in common."

"Patient as a padawan, it seems."

Letting go of our attachments is a difficult struggle for all of us.

𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐍 𝐒𝐊𝐘𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐄𝐑 (𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐍 𝐎𝐍𝐄)

LIGHTSIDE AU! / ALTERNATIVE UNIVERSES Highly Selective & Private Anakin Skywalker for Star Wars, Modern / Marvel, Arthurian Legends & More. Heavily Headcanon Based. Sequel and EU-friendly. (medium to low activity) ⤷ Remembered by Emrys, 30+ They / Them