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aaeeart · 5 months
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thinking about an Ezra and a Kanan during Clone Wars
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leon-anna · 10 months
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Who ordered the Kit Fisto beauty shots? Oh yeah... we did.
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Someone got Master Kit Fisto into armor... He isn't sure what to think about it yet...
About six months ago I gave Leon the idea of Kit in clone armor and she ran with it. The only thing was that we got really busy with life stuff and forgot to post it...
Anyways, enjoy! 😁😃😜
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gallerygourmet · 13 days
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Ani in clone armor you will always be my favorite <3
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corrie-guard-things · 5 months
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Hehehe i did my first outing as Fox today! it was the first time I made and wore armor and I'm pretty proud of how well it held :D
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dangerlynx · 11 months
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All types of clone troopers ❤️‍🔥
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dystopicjumpsuit · 10 months
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I had a really distressing thought about Cody's gray armor, so I decided to make it everyone's problem. As a refresher, here's our beloved marshal commander in his orange/gold Republic armor, and in his gray Imperial armor:
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A lot of ink has been spilled about this, and most of the analysis I've seen has talked about how he's had to suppress his personality and identity under the Empire, and I agree.
However. I wanted to draw a parallel with another clone we've seen who painted his armor gray after having a much more vibrant look:
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The Wolfpack used to have red-painted armor. After the devastating battle of Abregado, when their entire battalion was killed except Wolffe, Boost, and Sinker, they painted their armor gray in mourning of their fallen brothers, and that's how it stayed for the rest of the war.
We've seen several clones who kept their original armor paint during the Imperial era, like Howzer, Fireball, and Nemec. So I question whether Cody was actually forced to paint his armor gray, or whether he chose to do it himself as a sort of passive resistance or possibly malicious compliance thing.
Incidentally, in Mandalorian armor color symbolism, gray stands for the mourning of a lost love.
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staycalmandhugaclone · 11 months
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Just stumbled on this while... researching... yeah... Anyway, super useful for armor reference - goes through piece by piece (they have so, soo many different clones) https://databank.501st.com/databank/Costuming:CW_Crosshair
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squidsponge · 1 year
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Sims 4: CC Update: This probably isn't how Rex ended up with his stealth outfit, and maybe Ahsoka tossed her headdress after the Siege of Mandalore, just go with it (download at the bottom)
'Look Commander-' 'Ahsoka.'
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'Fine, Ahsoka. Why are we knitting in a kriffing warehouse on Coruscant when the Empire wants your head on a platter?'
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'You're new to this whole on-the-run thing, Commander-' 'Cody.' 'Well Cody, when you're on the battlefield, you need your armor. When you're trying to fly under the radar from the Empire however, your best armor is a good poncho.'
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'We don't even know how to knit.'
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'Well none of us has access to a quartermaster anymore, do we? With Plo gone, and the Empire breathing down our backs, I can't exactly step foot into a boutique for near humans, so hmm, what was that saying you love so much, Captain?'
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'Experience outranks everything. And we have none of that.'
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'Look, if you boys have better ideas, I'm open to suggestions-'
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'If it's all the same to you, I think I'll stick with my armor.'
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'That might be for the best.'
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ANYWAY- Grab your TBB inspired stealth outfits now and Ahsoka's Siege of Mandalore lekku, now available for public download.
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There are two versions of the female jumpsuit for those who have the Batuu pack but not Snowy Escape.
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Lekku and facial markings are base game compatible and her headset lights up :)
TBB STEALTH SET - DOWNLOAD
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yukipri · 1 year
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My new custom laptop case arrived and…Y'ALL I'M IN LOVE
Designed by me, featuring my filigree Fett legacy helmet + Clone Trooper helmet art.
Case made by GlittyCo on Etsy! They did a phenomenal job bringing my design to life and were incredibly kind too! Their products are made with real wood and not only look amazing, but feel amazing, please check them out! (and tell them Kazu recommended them!)
Last pic also includes my custom phone case I had engraved last year. More pics of that here!
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❀ You can see the rest of my art through the Masterpost pinned to the top of my blog!
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mythical-illustrator · 8 months
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@staycalmandhugaclone
A work in progress, because of all the angst and pain you've been giving us. Here's some soft crosshair.
Doc gets forehead kisses from a soft comforting crosshair. You know before it all goes to hell in a hand basket
This is from their Docs Adventures story, chapter : You'll have to go through me part 1.
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It will get colored tomorrow but...here's the line sketch.
Art master list
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freesia-writes · 11 months
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So do we think clones can remove just their codpiece (like just the front half) on its own, or is it like a big hard piece of underwear they have to pull on and off?
Just wondering… for science… for a friend… for a friend’s science…
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ve-ti-ver · 11 months
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I made this on my night shift a few weeks ago. Went out of my way to use different brushes 'n stuff. I do wish his skin turned out darker, but it is what it is...
not sure if I'll do more in this exact style but more other stuff is indeed happening
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coline7373 · 2 years
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"Don't you know, darling,
Souls are made of stars?"
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trudemaethien · 5 months
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Hi! The random generators (even if I had to use a different one for the words) gave me Hardcase/Comet and evanescent shoe.
Beautiful.
“Nah, that guy’s called Comet because he leaves behind a deceptively sparkly trail of icy debris in his wake. You don’t want to go after him, Hardcase.”
“Maybe I’d like to chase that tail, though,” Hardcase says, staring after the path Comet’s circling around the dance floor. He’s soon lost in the swirling, gyrating throng.
“Torrent pup thinks he want to try and run with wolves?” one of the Wolfpack teases, draping himself over the back of their booth. This is the silver-haired one, and he looks eerie under the colorful lights. His grin has more teeth than are strictly friendly, but he is grinning and slouching and talking to them, so Hardcase smiles back cheerily.
“Sounds like an exhilarating good time,” he says, and across the table Jesse mouths (Sinker) at him, so he adds, “You wanna introduce me, Sinker? I’ll wag my tail and everything; only bite for play.”
Sinker throws back his head and laughs. “Only because I think Comet would get a kick out of you. Come on; what am I introducing you as…Bold, Terror, Audacity?”
“It’s Hardcase.”
Sinker laughs harder, chest shaking against Hardcase’s bicep as he guides them through the crowd. He lets go and gives Hardcase a shove, making him trip and stumble right into the arms of—he looks up and it’s who he asked to meet, Comet, looking down at him bewildered and then up at his smirking brother.
“I brought you a squeaky toy,” Sinker says smugly. “Comet, Hardcase; Hardcase, Comet.”
Comet looks at him again, amused and puzzled. “You…squeak?” Hardcase gets his feet back under himself and straightens his fatigue blouse.
“Bet, if you bite him,” Sinker teases, shoving them together again as he passes them to leave. “Have fun; save the pieces!”
At least Hardcase didn’t trip this time.
“Hi,” he says, “I did not ask him to say that.”
“No, I know; sorry my brother thinks he’s funny.” But Comet looks like he thought it was pretty entertaining too, and his smile has the same sort of teeth as Sinker’s had. No wonder people call the Wolfpack feral.
Hardcase glances over where Jesse and Fletch had been and doesn’t see them, and then feels the sharp pinch of teeth on his neck, and a swipe of warm wet tongue between them. He does make an embarrassingly high noise, and Comet’s snickering becomes giggling becomes full-blown laughter.
“Sorry, sorry,” he says unrepentantly, eyes glittering with glee, and that’s it. This is one grenade these wolves have tried to cook off just a moment too karking long.
Hardcase reels him in and kisses his laughing mouth with more teeth than is nice, and apparently that’s exactly the way these lunatics like it. Comet groans and gives back as good as he’s getting.
Hardcase can’t say he doesn’t like it, himself.
He’s not exactly sure how they get back to the barracks, since it’s hard to observe your surroundings with someone in your face; it’s a blur of making out and moving on autopilot.
The Wolfpack survivors had been given smaller quarters, and it seems they remain in them while regaining battalion strength and retraining all their new arrivals. It’s there that they land. No one else is in, and there’s not a whole lot of discussion why or who’s where, only less and less clothing and more and more enthusiastic touching.
It’s very nice, even if Comet’s a love ‘em and leave ‘em kind of guy. Hardcase feels lucky to have gotten to know him like this. He’s a lot of fun, joking and teasing and wrestling.
Telling Comet this turns into round number—are they counting? Nope, they have better things to be doing.
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Hardcase checks the chrono and curses with lighthearted annoyance. “I have formation. Wish I could stay.” He sits up and starts sorting through the mess of fatigues on the floor to separate his out.
“Mmm, I’ll keep the bed warm for you,” Comet says, tracing fingers over his hip and up the line of his tattoo on his back.
Hardcase turns and catches his hand, kissing his knuckles and tucking it away where it can’t start anything else they don’t have time to finish. “I’ll probably have detail all morning, and resupply after midmeal. This evening?”
“We’re taking night watch all this next week,” Comet says regretfully.
“And we leave in two days,” Hardcase adds, further dampening the mood.
“If this is goodbye, come tell me properly,” Comet pulls him in, and kisses him until he’s too distracted to think of being sad.
“Wasn’t it, uh, zero-eight for your formation?” Comet asks against his lips, “because it’s quarter-til.”
“Kriff,” Hardcase says with feeling, and scrambles to his feet. “Where’s my belt, cap…” he mumbles, patting himself down and looking around to make sure he hasn’t forgotten anything. “Toss me my other shoe, by the bed?”
Comet wings it at him, and Hardcase barely catches it, turning into the throw with an involuntary shout. Comet, still tangled in his sheets, is cracking up, so Hardcase flings it back at him to shut him up, and immediately regrets it as Comet tucks the shoe under himself and looks prepared to defend it with the utmost shenanigans.
“Hey, no, I need that! Come on, Comet.”
“No, I think I’m keeping this now,” Comet drawls.
“Hhheckkk. Please give it back? I’m already going to be late; you’re going to make me be out of uniform too? And I just got done dealing with the assholes in requisitions,” Hardcase wheedles.
“Take one of mine,” Comet says nonchalantly kicking the lid off his half-slid-out under-bunk kit box. His boot-shoes, worn with both armor and with fatigues are right on top. “Maybe it’ll help you keep your feet.”
Hardcase pauses, instantly more serious. “You’re giving me a piece of your shell?” he asks carefully, reining back his sudden eager interest.
“You did it first,” Comet says easily, but his smile says he knows exactly what he’s doing. “Keep my paint clean, you hear?”
There’s a thin stripe of grey around the edge of the sole. Hardcase’s boots are still unpainted. He hadn’t been joking about just having to draw new ones from supply after his last set had gotten damaged.
“I’ve still got to paint mine,” Hardcase says. “I can do it next time I see you?”
“Yeah,” Comet says, hugging his pillow. “I’d like that.”
Chasing Tail 🔒 https://archiveofourown.org/works/51903022
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lazinesswrites · 3 months
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You know this thing that seems to be pretty accepted throughout the fandom, that the Clones’ armor and maybe their weapons are the only things that are really theirs? And that’s why the armor paint etc is so important to them?
Sometimes I think about this, and the switch from Phase 1 to Phase 2 armor and I *screams and bites and kicks and cries*.
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