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m0mmat0rtle · 8 months

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He’s back

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helpinghanikan · 6 months

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Star Wars Kinktober 2023

Day 18: Desperate (Captain rex)

Kinktober Master List

As a clone, Rex has no idea if he’ll ever return from his missions. As a Captain, he had the privilege of being a step above the common cannon fodder. As your man, he had something to survive for.

That was what made his kisses so desperate. Rex had enough self-control not to outright maul you in the hangar or on the street. It’s when you’re finally alone together that he feels free enough to indulge himself. He wants to feel your lips to his and explore your mouth as if it would be the last time he’ll ever get the chance.

You’ll chuckle as he does this. Finding his desperation endearing and attractive. You have a surface-level understanding of what Rex is feeling. You, too, are never guaranteed to see him again. But, to you, it’s no different than the other men and women who have to give up their partners to the war effort. Rex was a warrior and warriors fought to protect the world. The major difference is that Rex was made to be only that; a warrior. When the war ends, what happens to the warriors that survive?

He doesn’t bring up his worries when he’s with you. That’s a kind of personal conversation left to be made with his brothers. When he’s with you he can imagine being something other than a warrior.

He holds your hips and can see a wedding. He bites at your breasts and can taste never-ending dinners and breakfasts together. Laying you down, seeing your eyes widen as he penetrates, and maybe even a family could be in the future.

Really Rex wants a farm on some far-off planet where the Republic would never bother either of you again. He wants his brothers there as neighbors with their own families and lives. He wants you, every day, in every way, without the worry if this would be the last time.

That’s why he rarely fucks, he prefers to make love. He cherishes being inside of you, spilling inside your walls, and making your cum in a way others could only dream of.

Yes, he wants freedom. But, mainly, he wants you.

#reader insert #star wars imagine #star wars #fluff #star wars fanfiction #kinktober #kinktober 2023 #angst #captain rex x reader #captain rex #star wars the clone wars #Captain rex my beloved

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pinkiemme · 2 years

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I love you (a Rex x reader imagine)

Word count: 848

Warnings: a bit of angst in the middle?? But fluff 🥰 and love 💕

Okay, imagine this:

You’ve been working with the 501st for a while, growing comfortable around the troopers and their Captain.

So one day, Rex brings you food because he knows you skipped meal time, too busy to think about eating. And you’re really hungry so you just look at him with your eyes shining at how kind the Captain is and you mumble “thank you, I love you”.

And his hearts stops beating for a second before going full speed, he’s chocking and gasping, leaving a small whimpering sound through his lips. He swallows hard and looks at you as you start devouring the food without minding what you just said to Rex.

He can’t help but replay your words every moment he has time to take a small break and just feel his face all hot remembering your voice telling him those three sweet words. He wonders how else your voice could sound while saying them to him again and again and again.

But the next day he feels his breath stopping when he catches you telling “I love you” to Fives after he did some favor for you. And then you say it to Hardcase, and Kix, too.

He now can’t replay your words in his mind without feeling his chest heavy and his mouth getting dry, wanting to close his eyes and make your beautiful words go away.

Rex thinks about avoiding you, sure you will be able to tell something is bothering him. And he really does try, but whenever you’re near the Captain he gravitates towards you, itching to feel your body as close to his as he can. He even wants you to tell him the now dreadful phrase again, even when he’s sure it will hurt him.

And you, of course, notice something is wrong with him. And you wrap his warm hand with your fingers, and try to find someplace quiet and as private as possible. When you stop on some deserted corridor you look at Rex, getting closer to him, the tips of your shoes touching his.

Rex is trying to avoid your watchful eyes, so when he feels your fingers leaving his hand carefully and travel up his arm, slowly, it gives his skin goosebumps and he looks up at you through his lashes.

You leave your whole palm resting against his neck, your fingertips touching the little hairs at his nape. You feel him exhale a shuddering breath on the skin of your face. “What’s wrong, Captain?”

“That’s all I am? Your Captain?” And even when that word coming from your lips has woken up things in him other times, right now, hearing it only deepens his frown.

“What? No, no Rex. Of course not, I thought you knew that” you see him shake his head, “And what exactly am I supposed to know, now?” He sounds agitated, and without realizing it he grabs your hips with his hands, pressing you closer to him. His eyes are a bit on edge, just like him, and you gasp loudly on the empty corridor, making Rex close his eyes with his lips pressed together.

“Rex, look at me please” your voice sounds breathy and it’s making it hard to focus for Rex, he doesn’t want to look at you, he just wants to keep listening to your breathy voice just so he can imagine it’s him the one that’s causing it to be that way. His hands at your hips burn with want to explore more of your body, would you let him?

Your voice interrupts his thoughts, even when it’s just a whisper. “Ni kar'tayl gar darasuum” he opens his eyes abruptly “Say that again” his mouth hangs open even after talking.

His stomach feels like it’s on fire and like he just dived into a bathtub filled with ice at the same time. “Ni kar'tayl gar darasuum, Rex”. You’re biting your bottom lip nervously, chest tight, waiting for his reaction.

And maker, what a reaction.

He suddenly let’s go of your hips to grab your face, he pushes his forehead against yours, your noses bumping together, and your lips brush each other’s, the feeling like that of a butterfly batting its wings against your mouth, his eyebrows are frowned with restrain as he gasps against you with a questioning tone two single words that have your knees trembling “Can I?”

You’re not even sure if you hear it, or if you just feel his lips forming the words. You can’t find your voice to answer him so you just press your mouth to his, feeling the softness of his lips.

And Rex can’t help but let a moan escape him at the sensation, melting against you, frown still marking his face as he moves his mouth possessively, trying to mark your own lips with his while he breathes hard through his nose, pushing your face closer with his hands wrapping around your warm cheeks and ears. He can sense you burning up, but he’s sure he’s just as hot as you because he feels on fire.

#captain Rex x reader #captain rex #the clone wars #rex x reader #captain Rex x you #captain rex imagine #captain Rex my beloved #I just wanted to tell him I love him so #imagine that turned fic??#I dunno

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hecckyeah · 1 year

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#captain rex #captain rex my beloved #tcw #the clone wars #star wars #polls

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trixree · 2 years

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1 MONTH LATE BUT HERE IT IS @kine-iende! I hope it does not disappoint! <3

It’s a rare thing that the 501st and 212th are dirtside on Coruscant together. Although, not quite as rare as it would be for any other two random battalions. No, given Kenobi and Skywalker’s close working relationship (although “working” is a loaded term; in Rex’s humble opinion, their relationship stutters along like a broken walker over rocky terrain, ori’vod and vod’ika that get along like two bulls locked in a very small cage made entirely of red bars) it happens to be that when the 212th gets leave, it’s a 50/50 shot that the 501st will, also.

And Rex isn’t complaining. He’ll take a day spent in Cody and Ahsoka’s company over Fives’ and Echo’s anyday, if only to give his constant stress migraine a rest. Although it is… strange to be left in a General’s apartment.

Kenobi’s berth at the Jedi Temple is a greenhouse. Thick green and yellow leaves clog up the windows, letting only slivers of sunlight through their sticky fingers, and climb inexorably from their ceiling baskets to the floors in great, tangled arms. Everything else is a perfect picture of tidiness— save for the terrifying and unknown Beyond of General Skywalker’s bedroom, hidden behind a firmly shut door. (Rex has seen the General’s quarters on their ship. He has no need to acquire yet another type of mold poisoning.)

“I’m hungry,” Ahsoka whines from her upside-down perch off the back of Kenobi’s couch. She digs her toes into Rex’s thigh to punctuate her displeasure.

Cody, sat on the opposite couch with a datapad and therefore free of Ahsoka’s torment, hums contemplatively. “Unfortunate,” he says.

“Reeeeexxxxxx,” she drawls, turning “x” into a snake-like hissing sound of misery.

“No.” He’d like to return to his novel. Unlike a certain Marshal Commander, Rex’s hobbies are actual leisure activities and not simply more datawork or strange, unending bouts of research on sustainable agriculture or whatever. Unlike said soulless automaton, Rex can enjoy a bit of fiction with his war and misery.

“You’re just gonna’ let me starve?”

“Yes.”

Cody huffs out a noiseless laugh. Without looking up from his two-thousand cell spreadsheet, he adds, “Starving is preferable to trying to choke down whatever Rex’ika cooks.”

False. Lies and slander.

“How do you know?” Rex asks, lowering his novel so as to fix Cody with his best glare.

Cody, still not looking up, arches a brow. “I’ve seen you soak a ration bar in caf overnight and eat it with a spoon in the morning.”

Ahsoka gags. Rex pushes her off the couch.

“Like you’re any better!”

Cody scoffs. “My skills are innumerable and outmatched.”

Two white and blue montrals peek out over the couch back like a gopher sticking its snout out of a hole. Predator-sharp teeth appear out from behind smiling lips. Ahsoka’s eyes double in size as she croons, “Ori’vod—”

“No,” Cody drawls.

“Pleaaaaaaase?”

“No.”

“But how else can you prove that you’re a better cook than Rex?”

Cody looks up. She has his attention, now. She is Rex’s cleverist vod’ika, but certainly not his favorite. No, she’s too clever to be a favorite. Too much of a pain in the shebs, her and her clever brain. Case in point, she has found the one thing that never fails to engage the beloved and feared Marshal Commander’s attention: competition.

“Go on,” Cody prompts, steepling his fingers under his chin.

Ahsoka points at the kitchen. “You and Rexy both cook me something and I judge whose food is better. Oh! And Skyguy and Master Obi can judge, too! When they come back from the meeting with the Chancellor!” She waggles her brow-markings at Cody in a terrible imitation of Fives’ patented eyebrow dance. “You’re gonna’ pass on an opportunity to woo Master Obi?”

Rex snorts. “Their idea of ‘wooing’ involves ancient poetry and kicking Grievous in the face-plate.”

“‘Four of his five wits went halting off, and now is the whole man governed with one: so that if he have wit enough to keep himself warm, let him bear it for a difference between himself and his horse; for it is all the wealth that he hath left, to be known a reasonable creature’ [1],” Cody sniffs. He stands, setting his datapad on the low caf table, and brushing invisible dirt from his dress greys.

“I have no idea what you just said,” Rex admits.

“I think he called you stupid,” Ahsoka offers.

“Fantastic.”

“And what are we making you, oh fine and esteemed judge?” Cody asks, carefully folding his sleeves to the elbow and already walking off towards the kitchen.

Ahsoka leaps up after him, hollering suggestions. With a heavy sigh, Rex follows. He knows he’s about to get his ass handed to him on a silver platter. No one does needless and petty competition like Cody does needless and petty competition. A trauma surgeon could challenge Cody to open heart surgery and Cody’s first question would be “where’s the OR?”

Ahsoka settles on pasta as she settles into a kitchen chair. Rex despairs at her inability to sit normally—she’s spun the thing around so that it’s back is at her front, arms folded over the top and pointy chin resting atop her folded hands, pleased as pie. Anakin sits normally. She must have picked it up from Cody’s problem-Jedi. Although Ahsoka’s take on the tradition involves considerably less draping and more acrobatic folding.

“Pasta,” Rex repeats. He watches Cody reach for something in the pantry only to get kicked in the shin. “Fuck!”

“No cheating,” Cody snaps. He hides his bounty behind his back, teeth and gums bared.

“Cheating?! How do I cheat at cooking?”

“By sticking your nose where it doesn’t belong,” Cody replies.

“Yeah!” Ahsoka echoes.

“We haven’t even started yet,” Rex grits out through clenched teeth. Maybe he was wrong. Fives and Echo can’t possibly be more annoying than these two.

Cody tsks. “This is why you’re losing, Rex’ika.”

With a wordless noise of frustration, Rex throws open the pantry and starts looking for… ingredients. Ingredients for pasta. Which he totally knows how to make and absolutely knows what it looks like. He’s for sure had pasta before, right?

Right?

He paws through can after can of veg and… other substances, roots through a couple metal containers before deciding that they all just have dried leaves in them, and prods at the white powder in a paper bag labeled “FLOUR” in aurebesh.

“You doing okay there, Rexter?” Ahsoka teases.

“Silence from the gallery,” Rex shoots back.

A clicking and whoosing sound catches his attention and he turns to find that Cody already has a big metal pot on the stove and a small fire going. It must be a gas stove. Rex has never even seen one of those used before. The stoves on the ship are all electric.

Fuck.

He turns back to the pantry, shoves some things around, and declares, “Cody took all of the pasta so I don’t know what you expect me to do here.” Fucking saboteur.

Cody and Ahsoka blink at him.

“Rex,” Ahsoka says. Stops. Blinks at him.

“Vod’ika,” Cody says in a soothing tone. “Explain to me how what you are holding is not pasta.”

Rex looks down at the box in his hands. He’d picked it up to get it out of the way of his line of sight. The box says “FARFALLE” above a picture of a very sharp looking bow-shaped necktie. “Uh,” he stalls.

Cody waits.

“Uh.”

Ahsoka stands up and claps her hands together once. “Well,” she says, but with a “p” at the end, sounding like welp, and then adds, “Cody wins!”

“This victory is Pyrrhic,” Cody says.

“I haven’t even started,” Rex protests.

“You’re done, Rexter. You’re done. Go sit down,” Ahsoka soothes. Cody nods somberly. She takes him gently by the shoulders and attempts to steer him back to the couch.

Rex digs his heels in. “Wait, is this pasta? This is not pasta. Right? Right?”

“Poor dumb Rex,” Ahsoka tuts.

“Hey! I'm right here!"

"I will have silence from the gallery. Let there be silence. I am cooking. Stop causing a scene, Rex. I raised you better than that."

[1] Much Ado About Nothing, Act 1, Scene 1

#speed commissions #trxiree writes #commander cody my beloved #captain rex my beloved #ahsoka tano #let the clones cook pasta dinner for each other #i think that would have ended the clone wars #implied codywan

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swan-orpheus · 2 months

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REX IS WEARING HIS KAMA!!!!

#AAHHHHHHHHHHHH~!!!!#star wars #sw the bad batch #captain rex my beloved #the bad batch spoilers

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ruidiancoffee · 2 years

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LOOK AT MY BOYS

LOOK AT THEM

#the bad batch season 2 #the bad batch #tbb crosshair #tbb wrecker #tbb echo #tbb hunter #tbb tech #tbb #tbb omega #captain rex #captain rex my beloved #commander cody #cody my beloved #clones #i love clones #star wars clone wars #star wars #501st battalion #212th battalion

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moonofiego · 8 months

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i love him your honor . ( yes , my old man rex sucks atm )

#( out of character ) / * tbd .#i LOVE that game #yall should play just saying #captain rex my beloved

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court-jobi · 1 year

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Love found the Captain

Pairing: Captain Rex x Sawyer (Human!Slicer OC)

Words: 821

Ratings: Teen/Up Audience

Warnings: none

A/N: Love found Captain Rex, and it had no intention of leaving-- even the heart of a soldier like him deserves something to melt him. Slicer Sawyer Lyubava is cunning, and charming, and clearly caf-addicted, but no less loyal than her darling Captain deserves. She has plenty secrets of her own; but her feelings towards her hero in blue-painted armor is not one she hides easily.

Enjoy a taste of what's to come in Rex: Heart of a Soldier, coming soon to an A03 near you...

Summary: Sawyer is spitfire in a cool, calm, collected shell... but whose patience only lasts for so long. If there's one thing she will not stand for, it's these cruel, stuffy politician types who don't respect the Clones or the Army they serve together. It's not just a sticking point for her sense of Clone activism, but also a point of contention between her and the Captain she's been helplessly pining for-- a matter that's not unreciprocated. This is the life he's used to and doesn't see another way for himself... but there may be one he hasn't thought of yet. If he'd only be honest about that warm feeling in his chest, and take the win that's offered to him-- in the form of the 501st's resident darling slicer who's laying her heart on the line.

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The Captain's love came in hot, no other words fit for that satisfying sensation that warmed his blood. It was not the same as the fire in his chest after a hard-fought advancement, or the swelling pride he'd feel after winning a wrestling match to burn off steam… but it was the invisible rush of soothing heat that sank into his muscles as she laughed deep in her chest at something that struck her funny. He counted himself lucky enough to hear it over the din of voices in the mess hall. It was the blue flame coming to life that rushed over him when she'd look his way, smile, and call him by name rather than rank.

Rex's love came with unbidden strength, like the same practiced code to 'honor and protect' as any good soldier would. Though he was trained for calm, level-headed leadership on and off the field, he came to realize his strength could come from moments he'd taken with this newfound angel like it had in the first camaraderie of his brothers on Kamino. Unlike his Jedi counterparts, Rex viewed this strong feeling akin to passion and commitment. The supposed taboo label of 'attachment' inspired purpose for someone like him rather than manifesting an unhealthy fleeting distraction or weakness. What he felt for her was anything but half-hearted; it was fierce.

Rex’s love came steady. It grew with every day, an unmoving presence once it settled in his heart. This wasn’t a sparking, unstable live wire, or a flurry of emotions in the pit of his stomach– but a balm protecting a still-healing wound. An assurance of safety, a promise that kept him going when everything else around him was crashing to the Nine Hells. When everyday is a reminder of war, that anchor of her was a blessing.

Rex's love came softly. His steady, armored hands now sought after skin for comfort rather than the commando handguns he draws. He found himself sharing carefully chosen words spoken in tender confidence when they were alone. Gentleness seeps out from him as he takes her hand in his, bowing a head to hers after a hard day, and allowing himself this one joy the day she brought her lips up to his cheek. One soft, quiet thing in the midst of loud, chaotic war where he could just stand in her space and admire something so shockingly pretty and know that one moment was his.

Love found Rex, and had no intention of leaving.

Running in the back of his sharp mind was the memory of the first and every time that he caught himself falling for her just a little bit more, keeping track of stolen moments like the tally marks he wore for his fallen brethren. Each time she’d call for him, he’d always answer- her name fast off his lips– in the same way he'd address his General out of rote habit or disassembling his blaster in record time.

He supposed he always loved her, just didn't have a name for it before. He’d not been brave enough to utter it yet...

Now, Rex wanted to kick himself because she kriffing beat him to it.

Sawyer Lyubava stands before the Captain full of righteous anger, breaking at the seams to make him understand exactly why she'd not held her quick tongue at the offending party in the other room, and begged to know why he stepped in as her restraint. Those beautiful eyes, now brimming with shaken tears, mirrored the storms he'd watched for hours from the safety of Kamino’s white hallways. Even now, he relished the look of lightning in them.

Ever the heart of gold in the midst of wartime, this brilliant girl before him ached when careless acquaintances took to demeaning terms for a man such as him... as a mindless clone rather than a living breathing soul, who happened to be one soldier among millions just like him. She’d fought this good fight for weeks now whenever ‘the talk’ came up in conversation, and was set to fight every day to make sure he knew his worth, and that the entire galaxy did, too- even if the protective outbursts would paint her in a poor light.

//If someone ever talks that way to you again and I'm in earshot, I'm letting that bastard have it– and you're going to let me.//

It was what she believed at her core, and she made no effort to hide that declaration of love, how deeply she cared. The last thing she cared about was something so harmless as speaking out of turn.

And in that moment where staggered breaths left her in hiccups, laying out her loyalty for him to do with it whatever he would, Rex answered her without hesitation,

"That's exactly why I step in. There’s a reason why I stop you, Sawyer.”

I love you too much for anything less.

#R:HOAS #masterlist #my oc #my work #captain rex #captain rex x oc #clone wars fanfiction #star wars fanfiction #captain rex my beloved #rexbava

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literallydontlook · 2 years

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@rexxdjarin

#captain rex my beloved

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plainshobbit · 1 year

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I posted 794 times in 2022

That's 638 more posts than 2021!

10 posts created (1%)

784 posts reblogged (99%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

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I tagged 721 of my posts in 2022

Only 9% of my posts had no tags

#captain rex - 108 posts

#the clone wars - 101 posts

#ahsoka tano - 85 posts

#star wars - 51 posts

#the book of boba fett - 41 posts

#commander cody - 33 posts

#anakin skywalker - 32 posts

#boba fett - 32 posts

#tbobf spoilers - 32 posts

#adorable 🥰 - 29 posts

Longest Tag: 137 characters

#i'm just imagining little damian flying through the air with perfectly maintained arms-crossed posture trademark damian scowl on his face

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Forgive me, but I'm going to take the opportunity to shamelessly plug an in universe headcannon for Rex’ name that I've adopted from an author on Ao3 independent_variables (formerly known as whymylife) because I love it. The idea is that "Rex" is short for/adapted from "Rexutu" based on the Taung warrior "Rexutu the Unconquerable" from the Mando'a epic the Dha Werda Verda

Just imagine little 7567 hearing/reading this:

"With death upon him Rexutu the Unconquerable prepared to be stripped of all by his enemy, but vowed that his honor would be the last to be torn away. And so the Unconquerable gathered his kinsmen and his oath girdlings alike. They polished their fearsome helms, that they might flash even in the weak sun of Notron. They rewrapped the hilts of their weapons and pounded straight the shafts, that they might slake their thirst in Zhell ichor a final time."

And it just really resonates with him. Especially "Rexutu the Unconquerable prepared to be stripped of all by his enemy, but vowed that his honor would be the last to be torn away."

And can you IMAGINE Rex during the war thinking about this scene from the epic as he and the last remnants of Torrent Company are preparing to make their last stand at Teth?

Because I can and it haunts me.

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#4

Watch "Time lapse Dandelion flower to seed head" on YouTube

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Watching this time lapse of of a dandelion and thinking about Cody and this post from @existentialscientist .

Imagining Cody stuck in service to the Empire after Order 66 -- slowly shrinking in on himself and becoming bitter over the years.

Swiftly growing bristled and gray from the accelerated aging.

Finally getting fed up with the Empire's osik and ready to scatter seeds of rebellion.

@whymylifewrites Thank you for the tag on the Cody and Dandelions post. In return, come get some "Sad Cody Headcannon". I'm so sorry. T-T

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#3

So I'm sitting at work and I just had this random thought:

What if at some point, the Darksaber is destroyed. Then Grogu retrieves the Kyber crystal from among the scattered Darksaber hilt bits and reforms it into his own Yoda-kind sized Darksaber?

Probably not the first person to think of this, but now I can't STOP thinking about it.

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#2

@whymylifewrites I may be a fully grown adult, but typically my art skills are on level with a five year old. (In natborn years, not accelerated clone years.)

Every now and then, though, I try to convince myself I can draw. 😅

And well -- you already know how I feel about your story "Butterfly" . 🥺

See the full post

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My #1 post of 2022

So yesterday I had the immense pleasure of meeting an adorable little boy, maybe 4 years old. He had a fistful of bright yellow dandelions he had picked for his teacher. His name was Cody.

Now I am picturing a world were tiny Kote was able to live a relatively carefree life and spend his free time picking dandelion bouquets for his ori'vod Alpha. 🥺

# @whymylife-cordelia this is your fault. (Thank you.)

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starwarjotta · 3 months

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