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clonememesfrikyeah · 11 months
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Alpha-17: “The kid has great potential. He may become a captain or even a commander.”
Maze: “Or a psychopath.”
Fordo: *sprinting for his life* “He’s got a weapon! He’s got a weapon!”
Cadet Rex: *sadistically laughing and chasing him with a machete*
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Grievous, dropping down from the ceiling: Hello, Clone
Grievous: Did you miss me?
Fordo, loading his blaster: With every shot I've made so far, apparently!
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britishlightyear · 1 year
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CAPTAIN FORDO APPRECIATION POST BECAUSE I AM HEAD OVER HEELS
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Captain Fordo ❤️
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Captain Fordo from 2003 Clone Wars, but make it the phase one helmet from the '08 Clone Wars series.
Art taglist: @the-hexfiles @your-slutty-gf
You can find more of my art here in my masterlist or by clicking my art tag.
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I am Once Again asking for more Fordo content
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trudemaethien · 1 year
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Fordo/Ordo on Coruscant's streets for the ask meme?
--MandalorianBrainWeasel
for @mandalorianbrainweasel 🥰
Fordo/Ordo on Coruscant's streets 😌
you said: “Seventy-Seven was Ordo for a long time to piss off someone in a different group and then he decided he liked Vhordo better, and that became Fordo.”
At the sound of his name being called, his head went on the swivel, so he immediately scoped the other ARC responding to it as well. He didn’t even pause to deliberate; “Yes?” he answered authoritatively, and watched the trooper who’d called out Ordo falter and glance uncertainly between the two of them.
“Fuck off,” the other ARC snarled. “Corr, that shabuir is Fordo, Fett’s Ordo, and he thinks he’s hilarious—don’t listen to him.”
Fordo graciously held off until the CT was looking away before he tipped his helmet provocatively, and although the Null ignored it, his furious posture was as good as a promise to seek Fordo out later, to try once again, futilely, to sway the Alpha.
(Fordo can hardly wait.)
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cabezadeperro · 2 years
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Hello! For the prompts, can I ask for Maulrex or Fordo17 with 22?
hi blitzy! i went with fordo17. the prompt was falling asleep on the other's shoulder, 291w.
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Seventeen shifts his weight. His feet hurt, and the leg he broke on Rattatak keeps threatening to buckle despite the brace he wears over his armour. He ignores the pain and focuses back on the debrief.
Fortunately, Windu’s in charge: ten minutes later, the meeting’s done and over, and Seventeen’s free to look for a quiet corner somewhere to park his shebs until his leg stops shaking.
He ends up behind a few ammo crates, closer to the engineering bays. He sits down on the floor, his back to the wall, and takes off his bucket before taking off the brace and his right cuisse. He digs his fingers into the flesh of his thigh, harder than he should, and relishes the sharp pain that crawls up his spine.
Fordo finds him a few minutes later. He’s messy-haired and pale with exhaustion, and he takes it all in—Seventeen’s dour expression; his unarmoured leg; the brace on the tarmac—in a few blinks.
“You’re late,” Seventeen tells him. Fordo just smiles. He sits on the floor at his side and starts taking off Seventeen’s pauldron without a word; Seventeen rolls his eyes. “I need to debrief three different commando squads in twenty minutes.”
Fordo takes off his gloves and wraps a hand around Seventeen’s thigh, his fingers warm even through the thick fabric of his blacks. His too-long curls brush the underside of Seventeen’s jaw: he smells of smoke and old sweat, and there’s a scabbed-over wound on his forehead, close to his hairline. 
Nap, he signs with his free hand. Seventeen rolls his eyes again.
The tarmac’s cold and too hard; Seventeen settles down, looks up at the high ceilings of the hangar, and lets Fordo’s heavy warmth seep into his bones.
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airlockfailure · 1 year
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Chapters: 7/7 Fandom: Star Wars: Clone Wars (2003) - All Media Types, Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: ARC-77 | Fordo/Original Female Character(s), ARC-77 | Fordo & Alpha-17, ARC-77 | Fordo & CC-1010 | Fox, ARC-77 | Fordo & Original Clone Trooper Character(s) Characters: ARC-77 | Fordo, Alpha-17 (Star Wars), Nala Se, Omega (Star Wars: The Bad Batch), Shaak Ti, Lama Su, Original Clone Trooper Character(s) (Star Wars), Original Characters, CC-1010 | Fox, Sheev Palpatine | Darth Sidious Additional Tags: Post Battle of Hypori, Kaminoans Being Assholes (Star Wars), Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Hurt/Comfort, very little comfort, Blood and Injury, Author Disregard For Accurate Military Procedure, your mileage may vary, Stasis, Memory Loss, Grief/Mourning, Clone Trooper Reconditioning (Star Wars), Clone Trooper Decommissioning (Star Wars), Clone Troopers Deserve Better (Star Wars), Force-Sensitive Clone Troopers (Star Wars), Invictus AU, Size Difference, Rough Sex, Alcohol, Implied/Referenced Drug Use, CC-1010 | Fox is a Little Shit, Force-Sensitive CC-1010 | Fox, Friendship, Platonic Relationships, Politics, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Dreams and Nightmares, Clone Troopers Speak Mando'a (Star Wars), Fordo is Neurodivergent, Chronological Order of Events? What Chronological Order of Events? We Ignore all Canon Here, Politicians, diplomats, Fordo Week 2022, For once there's no clone shipping here, unless you squint and want to see it there, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Drunk Sex, Unsafe Sex, Cognitive Dissonance, Pregnancy Series: Part 13 of Invictus AU Summary:
The war finally gets under Fordo's skin. That's impossible.
Since people keep liking and reblogging my Captain Fordo posts, here’s the fic I wrote or Fordoweek 2022 again 👀🤣
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sirjosch · 1 year
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Gestern Abend eine Wolkenlücke genutzt
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yukipri · 2 years
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Fordo | Alpha-77
Clonetober 2022 #1
*Fordo's hair/tattoos are the artist's personal design for him and are not official.
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I had the terrible idea to attempt this project to post a clone every day for a month. I have no idea if I'll succeed, but I'll do my best!
That being said, I'm going to have to push myself hard to finish these. I'll need all the encouragement I can get! So if you like this project and would like to see all 31 boys, please consider reblogging my posts! It's the only way people will see them!
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PLEASE DO NOT REPOST, EDIT, TRANSLATE, OR OTHERWISE USE MY ART. To share, please reblog! Reblogs and comments greatly appreciated!!!
❀ You can see the rest of my art through the Masterpost pinned to the top of my blog!
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clonememesfrikyeah · 1 year
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Alpha-17: “What the hell is a ‘war crime’?”
Fordo:…
Alpha-17: “It’s war, It’s all crime.”
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Fordo: Congratulations, you idiots! You won gold and silver in the Moron Olympics!
Stec:
Alpha-17:
Stec:
Alpha-17: ... Okay, but, Who won the gold-
Fordo: SHUT UP!!!
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clonemando · 3 months
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And Threes Makes Three
Rex and Wolffe finally get to bring home the Cadet they're adopting together.
or read it here, under the cut:
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CT-7567 | Rex/CC-3636 | Wolffe
implied Alpha-17/Obi-Wan Kenobi/ARC-77 | Fordo
Adoption
Domestic Fluff
Rex and Wolffe adopt a Cadet Together
Disabilities
Cloneshipping | Clone Trooper/Clone Trooper Relationships (Star Wars)
Canon Divergence - Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008)
Order 66 Didn't Happen (Star Wars)
Anakin Skywalker Faces Consequences
Obi-Wan Kenobi Raises Leia Organa and Luke Skywalker
Wolffe squeezed Rex’s hand nervously as they walked into a busy office in the new Jedi temple. There were already clones and Jedi waiting in seats to be called and a few in line ahead of them to talk to the receptionists to check in. 
“Hello, I’m Ja’nari, how can I help you today?” A nice human looking Jedi asked, brown hair clipped back to stay out of her face. 
“I’m Commander Wolffe and this is my husband Rex. We, uh, have an appointment about adopting a cadet?” He said feeling his heart flip a few times in his chest and Rex squeezed his hand back. 
“Oh, yes! You’re here about Threes. He’s part of Sneko Clan right now, I remember Arlena mentioning he might be being adopted soon. Here, fill this out and bring it back when you’re finished and we’ll get you in soon.” She said handing them a datapad which Rex took and gestured to the seats nearby before calling up the next group in line.
Sitting down Wolffe peeked at the form as Rex started to fill everything out. “Didn’t we already fill this out last time we were here?” He asked, remembering they had been made to fill out enough paperwork to supply two full battalions and they would know. It had taken ages and been exhausting to try to figure some of the questions out since the forms had seemed to be meant for natborns. 
“These are different and there’s only two. I think it’s just finalizing stuff to make sure nothing has changed since the last time we were here.” Rex said finishing up easily enough and returning the pad to Ja’nari before returning to sit next to Wolffe. 
Wolffe fidgeted. “What if Fox was right? I might not be good at this Rex. I-” He whispered but Rex knocked their shoulders together. 
“Firstly, Fox apologized for that already and only said that because you provoked him. Secondly, Fox's opinion doesn’t actually matter in the end, only ours, even if he did actually think the things he said, which I know for a fact he does not. Wolffe, we went over this like a hundred times already. You like Threes. I like Threes. Threes likes both of us. We have the space and money and time to take care of him. We’ve both taken care of entire battalions before. We can take care of one single cadet.” He reminded him. Wolffe snorted. 
“You make everything sound so simple and logical… Did you steal those lines from Gen- Master Koon?” He teased and it was Rex’s turn to snort. 
“I have my own good ideas from time to time you know. I definitely didn’t get them from my own General after all.” He huffed but his expression twisted at the reminder of Skywalker and Wolffe wrapped an arm around his shoulder and squeezed letting Rex lean his head against him. 
After Palpatine had been dealt with, Skywalker had pretty much lost his mind. He wanted Fox and Cody tried for treason even with news that they had saved Obi-Wan’s life and that the Chancellor had been a Sith available. When the Council refused he had planned to go after them himself but he had gone to ask Fives for help and Fives had commed Rex who had in turn warned Fox and Cody and got help from the other Jedi. 
The confrontation had been nasty because somehow Senator Amidala had found out and showed up to confront her husband and a whole load of new information had been spilled about Anakin having killed an entire tribe back on Tatooine before the war and Padme helping him over it up. Skywalker had accused her of sleeping with Kenobi, force choked her, and then started fighting Mace and Kit who had shown up to stop him. 
Rex had managed to draw his attention when he realized that his General’s power was even too much for the pair of Jedi to handle on their own and Fives had shot him with three stun blasts before he went down. 
Wolffe had been helping with a relief mission and hadn’t heard anything until Rex commed him later and told him everything through his tears. They didn’t find out until later that Padme had gone into an early labor due to the stress and given birth to twins. Once she had recovered, Padme had apparently planned on giving the pair up for adoption since Anakin had been arrested and she had been forced to give up her seat in the Senate as her own crimes came to light while Anakin’s were investigated. 
Obi-Wan was a mess but as Anakin’s once legal guardian and a close friend of Padme’s he had offered to take the kids in once it was known that Padme’s family weren’t interested in claiming the children born of their child’s lies. Alpha-17 and Fordo had both stepped up and offered to help.
Wolffe hadn’t heard anything about it until he had returned from the scouting mission he was on with Plo looking at different planets that might work for the clones. Rex had nearly tackled him off the platform as he was leaving the ship and started crying until Wolffe had been able to get him somewhere private and coax the story from him. 
“Commanders Wolffe and Rex?” The receptionist calling them dragged Wolffe from his memories and he and Rex stood to walk back over to the counter where they were directed to walk through a door to the right and then down the hall to the last door. The office they arrived at belonged to the Besalisk Jedi who was dealing with their case, Master Arlena. “Wolffe, Rex! Good to see you! Come in and sit! I have good news!” She said using a pair of arms to guide them into the room while another closed the door behind them. 
“We were approved?” Rex asked and she nodded with a wide grin. 
“You were! Obviously things are different for the clone cadets and how adoption is working for them especially for other clones and Jedi who are interested but everything went through smoothly. I have some papers for you to add to your files but after you leave here tonight you can pick Threes up from Sneko Clan and take him home. I already called ahead and let the creche master know.” She assured them and started to spread out some papers across her desk explaining they had Threes get a full medical work up and had all his information available for them, and it was in the Temple’s system.
“Obviously Threes’ disabilities means he has regular check ups but I’m sure you’re used to dealing with Wolffe’s own appointments. He’s already enrolled in classes so you won’t have to worry about his schooling. The first home check will be next month but you both have all the numbers on this page here if you need any help at all before then. Remember there’s no shame in asking for help but letting issues fester will only lead to them getting worse with time. Do you have any questions for me?” She asked and Wolffe looked at Rex who was looking over the documents they’d be taking with them, eyes looking a little red. 
“No ma’am. We’re excited to show Threes his new home. Our batchmates are already planning a party if Threes agrees to it. Everyone is really excited to meet him.” Wolffe said and she stood. 
“In that case, congratulations and don’t let me keep you! Reach out for anything, I’m happy to help and it’s been a joy helping you both and Threes find each other.” She said shaking their hands as she ushered them out at a friendly pace but Wolffe knew that with the number of cadets they were still trying to get homed and how bust the office was she likely didn’t have time to dawdle. 
Leaving the office felt like a blur and soon he and Rex were just standing in the middle of a hallway in the temple staring at each other. 
“We… that… Did we really?” Rex asked as the tears finally spilled over even as his lips kept twitching up into a grin and Wolffe found his own smile catching before he dragged Rex in for a desperate kiss. 
“We’re parents now. We have our own kid. Threes gets to come home with us!” He cheered and Rex started laughing breathlessly along with him. 
“We should go get him then! Classes will be out in another hour. We can surprise him and stop by the shops to get ice cream on the way home.” Rex suggested and Wolffe nodded both of them holding hands as they hurried off toward where they knew Threes’ clan was so they could collect him after his class. 
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Threes bit his lip as he hugged his plush loth-wolf tightly. It had been a gift from Commander Wolffe after the second time they met and it was so soft and warm it helped when Threes got overwhelmed. He especially liked that Rex had helped him switch out one of the wolf’s eyes and sew the fabric so it looked like Commander Wolffe’s eye did. 
The day had been rough from the start. Firstly one of his clan mates had stolen his loth-wolf from his that morning and refused to give it back until Threes had gone to tell the creche master about it then they had spent the day calling him a tattle-tale and giving him a grumpy look since they had gotten a talking to. After mid-meal no one had wanted him on their team for their sword fighting games because of his messed up hands so he had ended up sitting alone in the garden until it was time to return to classes. Then he had to take the class with his least favorite teacher, Mr Frellin. He wasn’t mean but Threes felt like he had some sort of grudge against him because he always insisted on Threes having to write all his assignments by hand. Technically Threes could write on his own thanks to the surgeries that had been done and the fact he did have three usable fingers on each hand but it caused his hands to cramp up if he had to do it for long stretches of time and it hurt. 
His other teachers let him dictate his assignments to helper droids where it would get printed out instead. He didn’t understand why Mr Frellin insisted on making things harder for him when there was an easier way but the man insisted he was doing it for Threes’ own good and that he’d thank him for it in the future. 
Then as they were walking back to their rooms the same bully from earlier had finally poked the wrong nerve reminding Threes that Rex and Wolffe hadn’t been by to visit in over a month now and that they had probably gotten bored of him. Threes had tackled him and they had fought until the Creche master dragged them apart and sent both of them to their rooms where a nurse had eventually come to check on him and then check on the bully to make sure neither of them had been badly hurt. 
“Well we were going to get ice cream but that might be considered reinforcing bad behavior.” Rex’s voice broke through Threes’ moping and he immediately jumped up to throw his arms around Rex and hug him.
“You saw the kid’s form Rex, we should be encouraging a good tackle like that and it’s not like I haven’t done worse to Fox in our own scuffles. At least he didn’t bite the other kid.” Wolffe cut in and wrapped Threes in another hug from behind. 
“You came back!” He said squeezing as tightly as he could and Rex ran his fingers through Threes’ hair gently.
“Of course we did, did you think we wouldn’t? We told you we were going to adopt you. Sorry it took so long. The data-forms were all made for natborns and took twice as long to process as we expected.” Rex sighed. 
“I wasn’t sure if you really meant it. Lots of people say things and don’t mean them.” Threes murmured softly. Alpha-17 had promised that Threes wouldn’t get separated from his batch after all and yet Ka’ra Squad had been separated as soon as they were all brought to the temple. 
“We meant it, kid. We’re actually here because it’s all done. You’re coming home with us, if you haven’t changed your mind that is?” Wolffe asked and Threes looked up at him with wide hopeful eyes. 
“Really?! I… I get to go with you?” He asked and Rex nodded with a smile. 
“As of today we are officially your buir’e. You’re stuck with us. Unfortunately for you Wolffe snores so snuggling in our bed in the middle of the night won’t help you sleep. But he can make a mean hoth-chocolate so I forgive him.” Rex teased and Wolffe rolled his eyes. 
Threes moved to latch onto Wolffe in a hug next and Rex started moving around to gather up Threes things from the room packing them in a bag he had brought with him. 
“We’re going out for ice cream to celebrate and then we’ll get you settled in your new room. Since its Primeday you have a few days before you need to be in class again. Our vode want to meet you too if you’re okay with it. Cody and my twin Fox are here for the next few weeks visiting so they offered to stop by for a little party but we wanted to make sure you were okay with it first. 
“Cody? You mean like… the Commander Cody of the 7th sky? Of course I want to meet him! He’s the coolest clone in the whole GAR! He punched Grievous in the face and helped kill the Sith lord!Who wouldn’t want to meet Cody?!” He asked bouncing now and both Rex and Wolffe shared a look Threes didn’t understand over his head but he didn’t care. He got to meet Cody!
“Way to make the rest of us feel loved kiddo.” Wolffe huffed and Threes rolled his eyes at him. 
“I mean you and Rex are cool too but Commander Cody is a legend!” He continued to babble away scooping up his loth-wolf to hug as Rex finished packing and slung the bag over his shoulder. 
“I’m sure Cody will love you too twerp. He’s actually a nerd though so don’t set your hopes too high. His name isn’t Cody for no reason.” Rex huffed a laugh as they started leading Threes out. 
“Isn’t it like another version of Kote? Like Glory?” Threes asked and Wolffe started laughing while Rex’s lips twitched. 
“He might tell you that but it started off as Codes because he kept whispering the reg codes in his sleep.” Wolffe told him while Threes gaped at him. 
“What?! No way! That’s… so lame!” He squeaked, not sure if they were telling him the truth or not but just happy to get to spend time with them again… his parents. The thought made him beam and hug Wolffe again, stopping their movement for a moment before Wolffe just scooped him up under one arm and kept moving, making Threes giggle. 
“You won’t make me late for ice cream kid, not even with hugs.” Wolffe hummed and Rex shook his head fondly. 
“We have all the time in the galaxy now. You can’t be late when there’s no deadline.” Rex pointed out and Threes felt like his heart was going to explode from just how happy that thought made him. 
They had forever now. 
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runekirikjartan · 18 days
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blond captains? blond captains
ARC-77 | Alpha-77 | Fordo
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It’s @fordoweek everyone! Day 1’s prompt is Kamino, so I decided to have some fun and draw cadets Fordo and Alpha-17 having an I’ll-advised make out in the very public halls, with a bonus alpha classmate noticing them.
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trudemaethien · 6 months
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Hi 😊 For the clone ship Prompts, could I try a lil' bit of Codex with "Praise" and "Fantasy" as word prompts? ヾ( ᗒ‿ᗕ )〴 Thankies
“Daydreaming on duty, Cadet?” a wry voice cuts into Cody’s reverie, and he startles, but recovers himself with aplomb. ARC training is no time to be caught unawares.
“My apologies, Lieutenant—”
“—Captain—“
“—oh, are we using correct ranks, Captain Alpha-Seventeen, sir?”
“Cody.”
Cody grins and turns to go, secure in victory.
“Commander-prospective, you didn’t answer my question,” Seventeen says pointedly, undeterred. “What exactly were you fantasizing about so dopily?”
“Nothing,” Cody shrugs, shaking his head.
Seventeen is unconvinced. “Not the mutie whose ass you were staring at in formation earlier?”
“Oh, him? He’s not bad,” Cody says nonchalantly.
Seventeen blats a laugh. “Damn him with faint praise, why don’t you!”
Cody shifts, caught between conflicting desires, to remain aloof or to correct the misapprehension. Seventeen reads it off him as easy as breathing and pounces on the vulnerability Cody’s hesitation left open.
“Got nothing better to say about him?” he mocks. “Speak freely, now!”
Cody frowns. “What’s being a mutie got to do with anything, honestly? If you can’t see for yourself that he’s far and away the best and brightest of this entire class—and I am including myself—you might need corrective eye surgery, sir.”
Seventeen’s smirk goes smug and satisfied in a truly concerning way at the same moment as Cody recognizes his own theoretical need for potential corrective surgery—on his ears. He hadn’t heard anyone walk up, but someone had just stifled a gasp a pace away over his shoulder, and now he’s afraid to turn around.
Seventeen salutes him, quite ironically, and moves out, likely to incite unrest elsewhere as well.
“You meant that?” the blond captain asks quietly. “Most people just notice my glaring deviation.”
“I’m sure you’re aware of how talented you are,” Cody says with an awkward little laugh. “No need for me to reinforce your ego, Lieutenant.”
“Coming from a veteran of the illustrious Squad Seven, I take that as a very high compliment,” he replies, genuinely. “I’m Rex, pleased to make your acquaintance.” He’s in fatigues, lightly sweating. Must have just come from the gym.
“Cody,” Cody says, “likewise.” He keeps his eyes up.
“So,” Rex says innocently, after a long moment of comfortably fraught silence, “want to expound on what was so fascinating about my backside?”
Under his breath, Cody grumbles nonsensically, “…pound that, fascinating my ass,” and Rex’s hearing must be better than perfect, because he cackles delightedly.
damn, with praise do I faint 🔒 https://archiveofourown.org/works/51631990
🥰 (in legends they meet at ARC training after the start of the war but before being assigned to units)
ALSO
@brokenphoenix99 you’ve tagged me twice for it since I last was able to do any last line stuff so here are two new last lines for you as well!
There are some things we just don’t say.
^ from my wip for fordo week that i didn’t get done in time, and
He could have done that thoughtlessly. Something in his eyes clues Rex in to how deliberate the timing of the reveal was.
open tag for anyone who’d like to share their last line!
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