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lost-on-kamino · 1 year

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Wish them well

So this is a little something after Cal broke my heart with unexplain the unforgivable... and then gaeasun broke my heart a second time with The Two Hundred... and THEN EPS WITH EXHALE THE PAINT FUMES So i’m joining the pile but with a different side of things... Batchmates wondering where one of their own is...

A Metro(nome) squad fic where Beat is ready to scream, Tacet is silently murdering and Pitch lives up to his name Also on Ao3 The little song i was listening to which is our dear Corrie is singing at the end...

- There was silence.

Beat would usually love silence between the constant relief missions but… this silence wasn’t at all settling her mind. It had been ages since Rhythm had reported in, which had coincidently been when the 104th were joining the chase for Commander Tano, the falsely accused bomber.

Where was her Vod’ika.

The one she had left when she was transferred over from the Coruscant Guard to the 104th under General Plo, the one who would drop a new playlist over the date and cheer up the chat room, the one who sent pictures of the two natborn children he had made friends with over their pictures and art.

Beat knew he was still around, after all; he didn’t leave the chat. One of their rules within Metro Squad had been:

If you were going back for Kamino, you’d remove yourself from the Metro Squad Chatroom to signal the others to look for you, they were siblings and siblings all together even if one of them had gone.

However… Rhythm had just stayed silent.

LUCKILY for her… she knew two Idiots on Coruscant at the same time… despite Pitch muttering about the Guard and Fives, though repeatedly tagging Rhythm to get the Guard’s view in regards to the matter. She didn’t care about the damn time for them, while she predicted it would be about early morning for the two. She had requested a bit of privacy which Commander Wolffe had granted before calling, knowing Tacet would have their Comms on fullblast. She waited a few moments before stopping the call and typing into the chatroom.

[Heart skipped a Beat] Wake up sunshines, I know you two fuckers are on Coruscant

[Silence is Golden] Of course

[Loud Blue Screaming] It’s early… you know the time here… Why you doing this

[Heart Skipped a Beat] I want you two to check on @[Continously Talking]. He’s not responded and it's been ages since… THAT.

[Loud Blue Screaming] Why?

[Heart Skipped a Beat] Because you two are on Coruscant and you should check on him; Idgaf if you’re pissed off at the Guard about Fives, Grow up.

[Loud Blue Screaming] I’m not! I know the others are tense but I’d never drop Rhythm and his buds like that!

[Silence is Golden] You’d be breaking the Biggest rule

Beat leaned back on the crate as she looked at Tacet's message. Chord. They all promised Chord they would watch his Twin as they watched his body leave their sight and into the ashes. They’d watch his Twin. Pitch was the youngest but they always knew Rhythm was the one who’d be hit by everything the hardest, yet he tried so much to cheer others.

[Loud Blue Screaming] We’ll get up now… should be about time his usual shift starts up.

[Heart Skipped a Beat] Please… Let me know if he’s safe. At least for those he’s connected with; Lenta, Agi, Vite, Kiibuna, the Dead Men….

[Silence is Golden] Understood

Beat looked away from her Comms and sighed. Always her to get the others motivated, but when Mae poked her head in and glanced over her, she pouted.

“What’s wrong with you” Beat paused as she brushed a tear away.

“Nothing… not yet… Just hoping for some good news.”

Tacet had stretched quietly as Pitch finished off pulling on his armour, looking back. The two had ended up renting a room to actually sleep around in proper beds than the barracks. Soon the two headed out quickly while avoiding the stares of the general public as they walked towards the Coruscant Guard headquarters. Pitch yawning to himself as Tacet rolled his eyes; his fault for staying up to watch that damn holo-drama. The medic and ARF trooper entered the doors and noted how… quiet it was. Like… the lack of Guard members actually roaming in their own base… there were colours of orange and blue instead. This threw Pitch off, why wasn’t he contacted? Tacet frowned before quickly approaching the 212th member on the desk. “...Ah… ahhh” He quietly tested his voice. “...Excuse me.” Pitch however looked around more as he knew his brother would quietly claim the information, knowing Rhythm, he’d be in the Medbay.

He missed the horrified look upon his quiet brother’s face and the drop of his helmet. But the medic kept going along as he continued to move along fast. He noticed two troopers exiting the Medbay with a Coruscant guard member and for a moment, he didn’t notice the Guard’s face for a moment but froze when the familiar freckled face and scars passed by him. He quickly turned and grasped the Clone’s wrist, startling the three. “....Rhythm?” “...Pardon?” All colour drained from Pitch’s face. “...I am CT-2895… I am in the process of moving back to my cell after a Health Check as the Guard have been arrested for misconduct....” “...No… You’re joking… You’re Rhythm… My Vod…. My Ori’Vod.” Pitch shook his head. CT-2895 frowned. “You have the wrong guy…” Pitch shook his head again and looked to his fellow 501st. “No… That’s my VOD. What the Fuck happened here!?” He demanded. “...We were just given orders to escort to medical checks, if you want something, find the Captain or Kix… You know they deserve this after what they tried to do with Fi-” The Trooper didn’t finish his sentence before he fell to Pitch’s punch. “No… You shut up!” He moved again to grab at CT-2895, no Rhythm, as Orange flashed and grabbed his arm as Tacet shook his head. “What the fuck is wrong with you, Pitch?!” The trooper grumbled. “I’ll report this to the captain…” Pitch leaned towards the Trooper, his buddy pulling him away from the enraged medic. “Be sure you do! I want a word with him and why I wasn't involved with my OWN batchmate!” Pitch threatened as the trio continued to press on as Tacet held onto Pitch. “...It’s Rhythm… But… He’s Retconned…” Pitch frowned. “I recognise that formation of freckles, I swear to Kriff.” Tacet looked down. “There’s reports 200 went out and 200 came back wiped… After the hunt for Ahsoka Tano…” Tacet responded to him. “Rhythm… may have been one of them… But Commander Cody and Captain Rex have all the records and we can’t check them without their permission… Unless…” “...Unless?” “....We have ONE person…” Pitch stared at Tacet, who sunk his head, shaking it exasperated and tired. “Rhythm’s shadow.” The two looked at each other before nodding. - What Olly would have suspected was a change of the Guard of his cell, considering his containment needed to be… a little re-enforced. What he hadn’t expected to see… was his Guard open the door before a brick hit his helmet, throwing him into the wall. Tacet stepped into the room, hand tightly clenching the Brick, face blank as Pitch stared almost in horror. “....Wow, remind me never to piss you off.” Olly raised an eyebrow as Pitch checked over the clone as Tacet stepped in, throwing the brick to the side, causing a small dent into the wall as the 212th member looked over the Riot Trooper. Red Alert perked up from his spot, face likely complaining about the MULTITUDES of issues caused by this. “...What do you want?” Olly muttered. “...Answers… about everything.” Tacet responded quietly before moving to his knees and sitting. “...About the Vod you obviously didn’t care for?” Olly glared towards the two as Pitch winced. “...Rhythm means more to me than the 501st… Tacet is the one holding me from going to Captain Rex and fucking punching the snot out of him…” Pitch muttered. “I mean you could do something alternative.” Olly suggested as Pitch grunted. “I’d be willing at this point.” “...Enough… Why did 200 go away and come back reconned… Pitch… almost had an altercation with some troopers over him… I assume… he was one of the ones… who…” Tacet spoke wincing. “Why is he still talking, I know his vocals are still off.” He shook his head before switching to something more comfortable. Tacet smiled weakly. /Pardon/ Tacet’s hands shook twice in a peace formation as Olly read it. /Things are… Odd/ Olly moved his right hand across his chin in a pointed motion. Tacet frowned, folding his arms for a moment. He rubbed his knuckles together.

/Brother?/

Olly’s hands paused. And Red Alert took over. “Order from the top… they requested 200 Guardsmen who were involved with the chase to be re-conned… Rhythm was in the Communications center. He was part of them… all wiped and Returned… Fox put their names as memorials…”

Pitch shrunk a bit. “A few people have been told about everything here… I know a few selected to help Rex after… THAT. Me and Tacet knew nothing. We didn’t even know the Guard were arrested or what happened to Rhythm-”

/You didn’t check/ Olly motioned his hand, pointer to his eye and pinkie to his lips and thumb out as Tacet scowled. /Make it up. Please./ Tacet’s hand shook as Olly twisted his body away from the two, anger rising. They should have known. Red Alert looked over to his taller trooper before looking back.. “You have no time until they check on the guard… You need to know where they’ve likely got Fox’s things… Rhythm… Rhythm left a message for you guys…” Red Alert spoke up as Olly turned quickly back, feeling betrayed by his fellow Riot Trooper. But Red Alert knew… that these two would try their darndest to look into it. “Olly, I know you don’t care anymore but Rhythm was their Vod… they made this effort here. Let them make their decision…” Olly grunted as Red Alert shook his head. “There were others but… Find Fox’s things and find Rhythm’s message to you… I assume your Sister asked you… and knowing her; she'd be waiting until she can come back to Coruscant immediately.” “...You know Beat… She was a Corrie before the 104th.” Pitch sighed before standing up. “...So I guess we’re breaking into the Investigation for Rhythm.” He nodded. “I might be re-conned but then I can join Rhythm at least… He doesn’t deserve to be alone like this…”

Little did they know… CT-2895 sat in his cell and looked at his arm. The Blue medic… and Orange ARF trooper… They seemed familiar and distraught at him… No matter… He leaned back quietly, before murmuring words from a long ago lullaby he saw in a dream of a caring mother and her two children;

Well come and well met, my brave little spark How long you've wandered, burned bright as a star Oh, I have awaited you patiently all this time Past every fate Now sing with me once more, share of your life Far greater than memory, its loss and love words cannot hold Boundless the tale overflowsAnd carries your light out to sea

#star wars #tcw #the clone wars #communications corrie rhythm #arf trooper tacet #Clone Medic Pitch #arc trooper beat #metro(nome) squad #coruscant guard #Cal made me write again!#clone ocs #based on the fic with Cody and Rex finding about about the CG #501st legion #212th battalion #104th battalion

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spiralingemptyness · 8 months

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Clone wars hc

Been lurking on tumblr for a bit (while) and decided to throw my own clone wars hc cause the hyperfixation be hyper fixated (sorry for any spelling errors).

Kit Fisto and Obi-Wan are bffs - They both lose their robes and seem to flirt with anything that walks. meaning they have get togethers and give each other flirting advice.

Jocasta Nu and Admrial Yularen are BAMF, and are severly underrated. you don't get away with hurting someone they care about unpunished.

Rex's first thought of ashoka was "that's a child" followed by "that's a child on a battle field" and then "that's a child on a battle field with no clothes, what the kark".

One of the shinies from Monnk's battalion definitely asked Fisto (while high on pain meds) if he lactates and monnk and fisto lost their shit and couldn't stop laughing for 5 min straight.

Kix (and other medics by default) have tranq/hypo guns for any vode or jedi that try to leave med bay when on bed rest.

Fox and Amidala gossip and constantly talks shit about Palpatine

Kit Fisto Smile Supremacy, this man win's best smile, it never fails to cheer someone up.

Rex definitely twirls his guns before putting them in his holsters when he's done using them

Bly is obviously in love with Aayla, and he tries to hide it (and fails miserably) but he's so respectful about loving her and swooning, that Quinlan couldn't even give him a shovel talk.

the clones were absolutely baffled when they met the jedi's

Wolffe and Fox are twins, they might be at each others throats 90% of the time, but if you talk shit about the one of them, the other won't hesitate to beat your ass.

Monnk says the most off handed shit in a dead pan tone (ex. Monnk: well I'm not gonna live, laugh, love this. Fisto, laughing his ass off: I-I'm Sorry? Monnk: I'm just saying this is gonna be a bitch)

Plo Koon is Plo Buir, He's at least adopted the Wolf Pack and Ashoka

the 501st and Ashoka are siblings

Grey adopted Caleb Dume

The Iron Battalion/13th battalion took one look at Cal and immediately adopted him

Ponds isn't dead (cause fuck canon), he found Boba before his schemes could go off and made him a deal, He helps Boba plan the assassination attempts on Windu (he trust his general won't die, but he gave him more headaches) so there's no casualties, but slowly the attempts stop and now Boba just lives in the 91st venator's vents.

The first time Cody picked up Obi-Wan's lightsaber he thought it was so cool, and now he just wants to glue the damn thing into his hand

Hound spoils Grizzer, he absolutely adores the massif

Jesse make sure Kix is actually taking care of himself, and make sure he's not over working (and when necessary, he uses a hypo to make sure Kix sleeps, cause Kix will hold that over his head and pay him back for it)

Fox and Thorn are opposites but they are really close

The corrie guard has a list of all the good and bad senators

The most forms that Monnk and Cody (and occasionally Ponds) fill out are forms for more robes

Cody's name is Kote (but goes by Cody cause so many nat borns mispronounce it) and Obi-Wan randomly asked if that was his name, and Cody was just utterly shocked

After Umbara, Fox say a very traumatized trooper (it's Dogma) who is facing shitty consequences for doing the right thing and adopts him into the guard

After Kix woke up from his stasis and found artoo's (again, fuck canon) he would stay up on nights he couldn't sleep and watch videos of him and his vode from artoo's memory bank

Clones using their Jedi's lightsaber - Cody using Kenobi's lightsaber after he loses it for the millionth time, Rex using it to back ventress away from ashoka, Fox finding quinlan's in a dumpster (with quinlan in said dumpster)

Hound let's grizzer purposely tackle people when he can easily apprehend them because it's funny or because whoever he's chasing pissed him off and he's petty

Yoda is the ultimate menace (like srs palpitine hates his ass, but yoda -and everyone else- hates him even more)

Yoda still keeps in touch with Rys, Jek, and Thire (mainly Thire) after the treaty or smth

The Corrie found Quinlan Vos in a dumpster and now he won't stop bugging them (expecially Fox)

Fox is a walking encyclopedia of every republic laws, you do one minor thing wrong and he can quote every law you broke, word to word

A trooper (let's call him Sharks) from Fisto and Monnk's battalion can just get a group of sharks to gather around, at every planet, every time, without fail

Plo's disappointed dad sigh can make a separatist army fold into defeat

Kenobi absolutely loathes caf, he hates it with a passion

Each high ranking clone officer has to deal with something of their jedi - Cody has to deal with Kenobi flirting with seperatist and losing his lightsaber, Rex has to deal with his general constantly crashing ships, his batshit crazy plans and his general continuously using the force to throw him, Monnk has to deal with his general randomly "shedding" clothes, and all the clones have to deal with their generals and commanders not wearing armor (Except for Jaro Tapal, HE'S THE ONLY ONE WHO WEARS ARMOR)

Corrie Guard can sleep standing up, very useful when guarding in the pods during senate meetings

The nice Senators (mainly Chuichi, Amidala, and Organa) and Vos very often get things for the Coruscant Guards, and whenever the guard see's the gifts they are baffled and bamboozled

Rex called dibs on Domino squad after the moon mission

Echo and Fives without hesitation took Tup and Dogma under their wing

Fives, Hardcase and Jesse started a prank war in the 501st that accidently evolved into a GAR wide prank war (with Coruscant being neutral ground, cause the guard doesn't need to deal with that shit, doesn't mean they don't help out)

Fox holds ALL the blackmail, and has multiple informants in every battalion, plus he has the power to withhold caf shipments

Fox also regularly reads his batchmates mission reports to mae sure their ok

The Corrie guard accidently adopted a stray tooka and a loth cat, now they're the guards emotional support animals

Rex keeps complaining about his brothers flirting with their jedi's that he didn't even realized that he third wheeled between Anakin and Padme that he joined their relationship

every mothers or fathers day without fail, shaak ti and plo koon always gets presents and gifts from their children (troopers and cadets.... and ashoka)

Coric is Kix's Ori'vod, he didn't admit it at first but Kix grew on him and well medics stay togeth

Coric purposely avoided being CMO of the 501st because they are hellions, Kix wanted to strangle him after he realized what being CMO of the 501st meant

Rex was on the 212th with Cody when Anakin was still a padawan

Rex hates evals, natural blonde plus Kamino is a recipe for hell. Also he was shocked at Skywalker being nonchalant about his hair, Anakin just though it made him cooler

That's all I have for now, if you see any you've seen before my bad, I honestly just typed the first that came to mind and kinda spiraled from there. I'm just now starting to interact with tumblr, so I might upload more and maybe even some art if I can stay focused long enough.

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seven-oomen · 7 months

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No but seriously I cannot get the idea of the clones as space cowboys out of my head.

So here's an idea I have to continue the saga of Cal Kestis and the clones.

After the clone wars end, the nightmare doesn't fully end for the clones. They don't have any rights, they're not considered citizens, they only have each other as a people, and public opinion of them isn't very high.

Mandalore doesn't want them. They're not welcome on many planets, despite the clones giving everything to protect them.

Sure Palpatine is dead, order 66 has been stopped in its tracks. And the jedi order, while dealing with horrendous public opinion, still stands.

But then there's the Koboh system, largely unexplored and uninhabited except by a few prospectors and raiders. As long as you contribute, you're welcome there.

So what do many clones do? They move to Koboh.

Obi-Wan and Cody take Cal (12 years old at that point) and bring him to Koboh. Several members of the 212th like Waxer, Boil, and Wooley went with them. Along with the bad batch (hunter, crosshair, tech, wrecker, echo, and 12 year old Omega), Fives (because he's not leaving his Podtwin Echo), Jango & Boba Fett, Bly & Aayla Secura, Shaak Ti and several cadets of varying ages, Plo Koon and his wolf pack, Commander Mayday, and Greez Dritus.

Together with Doma they build the Ramblers Reach outpost to a lively little town where the community thrives.

Meanwhile Fox escapes to Alderaan with his corrie brothers. And he gets to live out his life with the Organas and their adopted daughter, who calls Fox buir.

Rex lives his life on Naboo, aiding Padmé in the fight for clone rights in the senate and setting up a system where he finds suitable planets for his vods to inhabit.

Anakin and Padmé are still married, they live on Naboo with the twins, Luke & Leia, and with Ahsoka. Who is adopted into the family as Anakin's little sister. Anakin never goes Darkside.

Meanwhile Cal, Boba, and Omega live out there best lives on Koboh creating mayhem and being around so many of their bavodu'e. The sheer chaos these three can create is known planet wide.

Obi-Wan and Cody enjoy their married life. Cody, along with several ex commanders and Crosshair have taken the responsibility of town protection on them.

Hunter hunts with Mosey when he can.

Wrecker watches the gremlin triplets, which doesn't really work because they rope him into things. But it's still better than when Fives watches them. We do not talk about the Rancor incident.

Bly & Aayla marry and have a few children of their own.

And that's what I have for now..it's almost 2 am, I need sleep.

#star wars #jedi survivor #star wars clone wars #star wars tcw #star wars tbb #tbb #tcw #star wars headcanons #clone wars headcanons #cal kestis

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calamity-aims · 2 years

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Hiii Cal how about “You need to stop this. I can’t watch you burn yourself out anymore.” which just speaks of Fox

Thorn is furious.

Thorn is furious, and the whole of the Coruscant Guard knows.It's hard to miss, given that it's so infrequent. Thorn's anger is rare but all the more vicious for it; Fox always said he just saved it up until one day he'd blow his bucket straight off from the pressure.

Jokes like that probably won't land now, though. Not unless Fox wants to add more broken bones to his tally.

"Commander Thorn," he says, flat as anything. "Aren't you supposed to be on sleep shift? I have you down as-"

"Don't fuck with me, Fox," Thorn warns, and snatches Fox's datapad neatly out of his hands.

Fox snaps, "Thorn, what the hell."

Immediately he knows it's the wrong thing to say.

"What the hell? You're damn right what the hell! You-" and here he levels an accusing finger at Fox- "You were literally trampled in that riot, Hedge said you had six broken bones, and now I find out you've been working for two straight shifts?"

"None of my fingers were broken," Fox tries, "So I can still sign off-"

"Shut UP," and Fox does. Thorn braces both his hands against Fox's desk and lets his head hang low, sweaty blond curls dangling down. Exhaustion curves the lines of his spine. There's a few new scratches and dents along the red-painted pauldrons - those will have to be painted over soon. The senators don't like their clones to look scruffy.

When Thorn speaks, his anger's drained away, leaving only a tired sort of pleading in his voice. “Fox. You need to stop this. I can’t watch you burn yourself out anymore.”

"I-" Fox starts. Stops.

It's not like he wants to be here, sat at his desk while his broken bones ache and a migraine pulses through his eyesocket and down to his teeth. But he'd been warned, hadn't he, a comm message from the Chancellor blinking on his HUD the instant he'd woken up in the medbay.

[CC-1010: Coruscant Security Force has reported the failure of your troopers at the most recent riot. If handling your responsibilities is too much, I am more than happy to appoint members of the CSF to direct supervisory positions over the Coruscant Guard.]

Fox can't let that happen. He'll work himself to death before he lets some bozo from the CSF have any more power over his Guards. They already abuse what power they do have, pushing cases and patrols that they don't want to do off on the Corries. Throwing their weight around, ordering his Corries to run stupid little errands, to stand still while they push them around. Or worse.

Fox doesn't even want to know what they'll do with direct power over him - they've tried it before, but he's managed to stand his ground. For now.

Thorn's still slumped in front of him. He works hard, just as hard as Fox does. They all work double shifts most days, they're all sleep deprived, they're all usually a little injured, be it in the line of duty or just a mean-spirited Senator. Fox doesn't want to burden Thorn any more than he already is, but he's running out of options.

"The Chancellor's displeased with our current performance," he says finally. "If I can't handle this, he'll put us under the command of the Coruscant Security Force."

He doesn't need to tell Thorn exactly how terrible that would be - his commander's face goes pale and worried.

"Can he do that?" Thorn croaks. Fox shrugs.

"Does it matter?" The Chancellor does what he pleases. Ultimate power and all that. Technically the Guard should be under the purview of the Jedi, but somehow that's not what happened -Jedi didn't want the added responsibility, maybe. Too busy with the real soldiers.

That's fine. Fox can handle this. He's been handling this. They'll be fine.

Fox just needs to keep working.

#hiiiii Gaea <333 #calamity writing #calamity answers #commander fox #commander thorn #coruscant guard #tcw

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amikoroyaiart · 1 year

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Hey, it's been a while.

I heard that you finished playing Jedi Survivor.

Awesome!! 😃

Overall, what did you think of it? As for me, I thought it was excellent, and I hope we get a third game in the future 🙂

Oh I have a lot of thoughts about this game, I will put them under cut since they will contain major spoilers :D

Graphics were amazing. I was so excited when I saw Coruscant. It's beautiful, I keep going back to that planet and keep imagining Corries there. Tanalorr was beautiful as well.

When it comes to gameplay I have a love-hate relationship with it. I love all the new fighting styles but all the acrobatics and jumping made my hands sweat so much. I don't think I've ever swear as much as I did while I was playing Survivor XD but it's just me struggling with these types of adventures games. Fighting was awesome. While I love all the new quests, I was a little bit overwhelmed with stuff to do on the planets. At some point I had to force myself to stop doing side quests and finally progress the plot because people were spoiling the game everywhere while I was still in the beginning of the plot... (I wish some people understood that not everyone can finish a big game as this one during one weekend...)

As for the story, I liked it, I was living for all the High Republic bits. I kinda wish there was more of it. Overall the plot was an emotional rollercoaster and I cried like a baby during the last hours. Cere's death was tragic, especially when she called Trilla in her last words, Bode's betrayal hurt me so much.

Speaking of Bode, such an amazing character. I only wish his end was different. While I stared being wary of him, I did not expect him to be a Jedi. I love the bromance between Cal and him (or even romance, I already read some fics with them haha) and I understood Bode's point of view and why he did things he did. But I feel like the end was a little bit too extra. I get that we needed a villain but I wish Cal and Bode came to an agreement. I cried like a baby when I found the echo of Bode an his daughter singing the Ghost lullaby. I really wished them the best.

As for the romance between Cal and Merrin I still have mixed feelings. It's just that I see their banter more as siblings' banter rather than flirting but I am happy for the people who ship them! <3

I think that's it. I am still trying to digest the story as I only finished it yesterday and there is still so many things to discover for me. It's a neat game, maybe not always for me when it comes to gameplay but I have my fingers crossed for the third part.

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vodika-vibes · 10 months

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Post Order 66 - part 11

Wolffe and Kanna have a long overdue conversation. Yin goes on an adventure. And Cal and Marral take their first steps as Baby Bounty Hunters. Things go right, things go wrong, and the crew gets startling information.

I’m not sure if I’m happy with this one, but I felt like it was important, so it’s getting posted now.

tagging: @starrrgazingbunny and @thestarwarslesbian

Wolffe didn’t like emotions. They were messy and complicated and there was always the chance that someone was going to get hurt. It didn’t mean he didn’t have them, just that he was annoyed by the fact that they existed.

Emotions were easier with kids. It was easy to scoop Luke into his arms and let the little boy babble about how much he loved Papa Wolffe. And it was easy to tell Luke that he loved him too. Because how could anyone not?

Actually, that might be a good way to judge a persons character. Just hold Luke in front of them, and if they hate Luke, shoot them.

...eh. Maybe when he’s older.

But where was he? Right. Emotions. They suck and shouldn’t exist. Thesis over.

But Fox was looking at him with that damnable smirk on his face, and he kind of wanted to shoot him for it. Stupid, annoying as shit, little twin brothers.

“Look,” Fox sounded patient, which somehow pissed Wolffe off even more, “Look, vod. It’s Kanna. She’s not about to, I dunno, laugh you out of the room.”

Wolffe shot him a dirty look. He knew that, thank you very much. Although, now his stomach was twisting anxiously at the thought of what if she did?

Fox sighed, “Okay, what’s the worst that could happen?” He asked.

“She could hear me.”

“You’re pathetic.” Fox said flatly.

Wolffe scowled, “Says the man who is also not dating Kanna.”

Fox shifted, his smirk becoming slightly smug, “Kanna,” He said, “has been in love with me since she was a 19 year old baby jedi who decided that it wasn’t fair that the Corrie’s didn’t have a jedi to take care of them. I don’t have to tell her shit, vod.”

Wolffe shot him a disbelieving look.

“I adopted her child, Wolffe. She knows how I feel about her.”

He scowled even more, “Great, so she already has a boyfriend.”

“You’re a fucking idiot.” Fox sighed, “If I had a problem with it, you would know. And if Kanna had a problem with it, you wouldn’t still be sleeping in her room, in her bed, next to her, wrapped around her, a year later.”

Wolffe stared at him, “Right. I’m going to go find a bounty on the other side of the galaxy and just...not talk about this.”

Fox nodded thoughtfully, and then he stood, and placed his hands on his twin’s shoulders. “Wolffe, because I love you, I want you to know I’m doing this for your own good.”

“Doing wha-” Wolffe’s words were cut off when Fox’s fist slammed into his nose, breaking it in one solid hit, “What the fuck!?”

Fox smirked at him, and pulled out a comm, “Kanna, Wolffe broke his nose.”

“You broke my fucking nose you piece of shit!”

“No, no. You can ignore that. He definitely did it to himself.” Fox said to the comm, his grin growing, “How? Oh, he was being an idiot and walked into my fist.”

The door to the cargo bay opened, and Kanna stepped into the room, an annoyed look on her face, “He walked into your fist? Really Fox?”

Fox grinned, “I know, it was surprising to me too.”

“I’m going to smother you in your sleep,” Wolffe snapped, as he tried to stop the bleeding.

Fox dropped a kiss to Kanna’s cheek, “He’s a grump when he’s hurt, cyare. Enjoy your conversation!” Kanna shook her head at Fox’s antics, and then turned to Wolffe.

“Have a seat and let me take a look,”

“You should let me smother Fox,” He said, even as he sat in the chair that Fox abandoned.

Kanna leaned over him and started gently touching his nose, “Please don’t, he has his good qualities.” Wolffe scoffed, but settled as he allowed her to start setting his nose. “So...what’s this conversation that Fox mentioned?” She asked, after she managed to stop the bleeding.

“...nothing. It’s not important.”

“It’s important enough that Fox broke your nose over it.”

...stupid fucking jedi and their stupid fucking empathy...

“...It is important, but I don’t particularly want to talk about it.” Wolffe finally said.

“Whatever it is, Wolffe, you can tell me. I won’t judge.” Kanna said gently.

...why did she have to be so fucking nice? He wished General Plo was alive. He would have given him better advice than just “tell her”. Which was the advice that Fox, Cody, and Dusk all gave him.

“...I’m in love with you.” He finally admitted.

Her fingers never paused, but a small smile danced across her face, “Oh, Wolffe. I already knew that.” He hand drifted to his cheek, “but thank you for finally telling me.”

“How long have you known?”

“Since before you did, probably.” Kanna admitted, before she lightly tapped her temple, “Empath.”

“It doesn’t bother you?”

“If it did, you wouldn’t still be sleeping in my bed.”

“...damn it. I hate it when Fox is right.” Wolffe groused, “And do you feel the same?”

Kanna grinned at him and finished wiping the blood off of his face, and then she lightly brushed her lips against his, “Silly man, I don’t have eyes and you’re more blind than I am.” She murmured.

“Well, you are a jedi.” He replied against her lips, “How long do we have before someone bothers us?”

“Knowing Fox? An hour.”

“Good.” His fingers tangled in the loose hair at the base of her neck, "Mesh'la." He breathed out as he tugged her onto his lap.

*********

Fox smirked as he slapped a ‘Do Not Disturb’ sign on the lift that head to the cargo bay. He would give his dumbass twin an hour with their mutual girlfriend, and then he was releasing Luke on them.

Because he was such a giving brother.

Cody looked from Fox to the sign and then back again, "What did you do?”

“Broke Wolffe’s nose.” Fox replied proudly.

“Well. That explains why Kanna looked so annoyed when she left the med-bay.” Obi-Wan said dryly, “Anyway, Leia is currently bossing around Luke and Rhawl, while Marral and Cal are bonding with Dusk.”

Fox did a mental headcount, “Where’s Yin?”

“Sulking,” Cody and Obi-Wan said in unison.

“Uh...?”

“Leia’s too little to play with, and Kanna’s too busy. She’s mad that she’s the only other girl on board.” Cody explained, “She has locked herself in her bedroom. And is listening to sad music.”

“...what kind of sad music does a 10 year old listen to?” Fox asked.

“The pop singer kind,” Obi-Wan said cheerfully.

“That sounds...lovely.” Fox said slowly, "Are we concerned about this?"

"Yes," Cody and Obi-Wan said, again, in unison.

"She feels neglected," Cody explained, "what with the whole shit show that was Bail and Breha and them faking their deaths and Dusk not talking to her-"

"Okay, okay! How are we dealing with it?" Fox asked.

"No idea," Cody admitted, "we were hoping you had an idea."

Fox shot him a strange look, "why would I have an idea?"

"You're a dad to a toddler?" Cody asked.

"In what world is a three year old boy anything like a 10 year old girl?"

"Fine! We'll come up with something else!" Cody threw his hands into the air, dramatically. Fox was starting to believe that his batchmate was spending too much time with his former General.

"Come up with what?" Dusk meandered into the hallway, "Why's Yin playing sad music in her room?"

"She's lonely." Fox said, before Cody or Obi-Wan.

Dusk's face made a complicated series of contortions, and then he sighed, "Right. That tracks."

“Come on, it’s not your fault, vod.” Cody said with a clap to Dusk’s shoulder, “You’re doing the best you can.”

“Except my daughter is lonely, and there’s no way for me to fix it.” He replied tiredly, as he ran his hand over his face. “I’ll just leave her alone, for now. I guess.”

The four men in the hall looked up when the intercom crackled to life, “Pardon me, various fleshlings-”

“You really need to get him to stop calling us that,” Cody said to Dusk, exasperated.

“But Ahsoka Tano is on the comm.”

“Thanks Bee,” Dusk replied, “Any idea what she wants?”

“I didn’t ask,” Bee replied, honestly.

Dusk sighed, “Thanks, Bee.” The intercom crackle faded, indicating that Bee had hung up, and the small group headed to the main sitting room. Dusk immediately hit the button to answer the holo.

“Hey!” Ahsoka grinned at the men, “Is Kanna available?”

“Do you need a healer, Ahsoka?” Obi-Wan asked, anxiously flickering his gaze across her face.

She laughed, “Not at all. I just need her help with something. And it has to be her. No boys allowed.”

“Ouch,” Cody joked, “Can you tell us what this is about?” He asked, genuinely curious.

“Mm...”

The door slid open and Kanna stepped into the room, with a very annoyed looking Wolffe on her heels. “I have a pretty good idea,” She said, slipping between the men, and stopping in front of the holo, “I just had a visitor.”

Ahsoka nodded, “Yeah. She scared ten years off my life when she visited me.”

“Who visited?” Dusk asked.

“Mother Talzin.” Kanna and Ahsoka replied at the same time.

“...there’s a Nightsister on my ship?” Dusk asked, tension running through his frame.

“Well, no. She’s dead, Dusk. It was her ghost? Spirit? Memory?” Kanna offered.

“All of those things,” Ahsoka confirmed, “Anyway, she wants us to go to Dathomir.”

“She suggested we bring Yin,” Kanna added.

“You want to bring my 10 year old to Dathomir?” Dusk asked, flatly.

“It’s not like she’ll be in danger.” Ahsoka pointed out, “Besides it might be good for her.”

“...fine! But only if she wants to!”

“Course, course!”

Naturally, Yin was thrilled. So excited that she wouldn’t stop bouncing for over an hour.

And less than an hour after the girls left on their bonding trip to Dathomir, Dusk left the Starsinger with Cal and Marral, so they could go on their first bounty.

*******

Kanna and Yin returned less than a week later.

Yin was practically vibrating with excitement as she ran to her family, “Kanna killed a rancor! I didn’t know she was a good fighter!”

“The amount of faith you have in me is astounding,” Kanna joked as she stepped into the room after Yin. She had a few bruises she hadn’t bothered healing. “I thought we weren’t going to talk about the Rancor?”

“You weren’t going to talk about the Rancor, I thought it was awesome!”

“...are you okay?” Obi-Wan asked.

“Yeah, yeah. Just a few bruises, nothing to write home about.” Kanna waved off his concerns.

“-and then it threw her! And she bounced off the cliff walls-!” Yin said loudly, waving her hands around as she dramatically described the rancor fight.

“Did you and Ahsoka find what you were looking for?” Cody asked, as he let Yin regale Fox and Wolffe with her story.

“We did. A Nightsister who survived the massacre.” Her gaze settled on Yin, “She’s 11. She elected to remain with Ahsoka, but has promised to remain in contact with Yin.”

“Well, that explains her excitement.” Obi-Wan noted with a wry smile, “How’d she survive so long on her own?”

“She’s very talented.” Kanna explained with a shrug.

And then Yin gasped loudly, “I have to write Merrin!” She said, “I promised I’d send her a picture of my room, so she can start thinking about how to design her room!” And then she bolted out of the room.

Fox’s gaze slid from the rapidly shutting door, over to Kanna, “So. A rancor?”

“I handled it,”

He grinned at her, “I don’t doubt it at all.” He went to say something else, when the door slid open again, and Dusk hurried in, followed closely but Marral and Cal, both of whom were grey.

They watched, silent, as Dusk scooped the twins into his arms, and shoved them into Cal’s, and then scooped up Rhawl, and shoved him at Marral, and then he gently, but firmly, ushered the kids out of the room.

And then he rounded on Obi-Wan and Kanna, fury written across his face.

Their reaction was immediate. Kanna took half a step back, her hand flying to the hilt located securely on her hip, and Obi-Wan stepped forward, placing himself between Kanna and Dusk, his own hand tightly gripping his lightsaber.

Dusk became very, very still. His gaze flicking between Obi-Wan and Kanna, and he slowly, carefully, took a step back. They were survivors of a genocide. A genocide committed by his people. The deserved their trauma responses, and he wasn’t going to aggravate them.

But he was so fucking angry.

“When?” He ground out, “When were you going to tell us that Darth Vader is Anakin Fucking Skywalker?”

The room was completely silent.

And then, “...what?” That was Kanna, she sounded so bewildered, “That’s not possible.”

“I assure you, it is.”

“No. Anakin was killed by the 501 before they...before...” Kanna’s hand slowly raised to her mouth, horror radiating off of her, “Anakin led the 501st on the temple?” She asked.

“You-You didn’t know?” Obi-Wan asked, his voice strangled.

“I only saw clones. I never saw...”

Kanna trailed off, she was suddenly feeling very, very trapped, “I need to go. Somewhere.” She fled from the room, and while Fox and Wolffe watched her go, neither of them moved, instead turning their gaze back to Obi-Wan.

“I killed him,” Obi-Wan said, his voice hoarse, “I killed him. I cut off his arms and his legs. And he burned in lava on Mustafar. I killed him.”

“You made sure he was dead?”

“He fell into Lava!” Obi-Wan snapped, “And Padme was dying!” His gaze darted around the room, looking for exits. For an escape.

“Okay. Okay. You didn’t know.” Dusk said, taking another step back. He wasn’t surprised when Obi-Wan fled the room as well.

The room was silent again, and then, “Nice.” Cody said flatly, “You managed to trigger the fight or flight reactions of both of the Jedi we call family.”

“Vader nearly killed Cal!” Dusk snapped, though his shoulders slumped, “Didn’t mean to scare them, though. Didn’t think.”

“No. You didn’t.” Fox agreed, “Your daughter is back, go spend some time with her. We,” He gestured to himself, Wolffe, and Cody, “Are going to go and make sure that our Jedi don’t think that they have to flee.” He paused, “You will apologize to them for spooking them.”

“They, more than anyone, deserve their trauma responses.” Wolffe said quietly.

“I know. And I will.” Dusk promised.

And then he was alone, and he exhaled slowly. He needed to go and catch up with Yin. He needed to make sure Cal and Marral were okay. And then he needed to start making plans on how to deal with Vader. He’d make Cody help.

Fuck. He needed to tell Rex.

It was going to be a long, long rotation.

#star wars #Post Order 66 #jedi oc #kanna rae #clone oc #captain dusk #I dunno if I'm happy with this #but I'm posting it anyway

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purgetrooperfox · 2 years

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hey, eh, if you wanna, I'd be interested in Nocte meeting mister 'I show now human reaction to things' Lockup? Idk how that would happen, but I'd love to see Nocte's thoughts, they're very fun to read >:D or, if you're down for it, literally anything about Bastra. His growing up, his friends and relations (I vaguely remember Obes the Kenobes somewhere?) or how he you think he'd react to Jackal. Ehhh, yeah, only if you wanna n have time n fun with it!

hiiii hmhmhmhm thinking thinking

since Lockup isn't on Coruscant very often and Nocte generally steers clear of the Temple, it would probably be kind of hard for their paths to cross 🤔 but it could definitely happen for the sake of I Would Like To See It lol so I just finished scrolling your Lockup tag and fell in love with him all over again, and I think Nocte would actually have mad respect for his commitment to not sugarcoating and being honest regardless of who he's talking to. like if Nocte saw him completely shut Anakin down, he'd probably figure out a way to gift him a bottle of champagne and an invite over if he wants to share it or something djdbdjd

they would probably never successfully talk about anything emotionally charged because they both stonewall the topic immediately, but that's fine they can just shoot the shit and complain about the war and whatnot

(this got long so I'm putting the rest under the cut jshddj)

and Bastra! my dearly beloved! so he's from Dathomir and lived there until he was like 6, when Dooku scooped him up (at the Urgent request of his village) and brought him to Coruscant. he and Sifo-Dyas made a case for him to the Council, got him accepted into the Order despite mixed levels of resistance from the Council, and kept an eye on him while he was growing up. Sifo took him as a Padawan once he was old enough and Dooku basically stood around providing "supplemental education" (read: micromanaging and pushing makashi unconditionally) while pretending he wasn't actually interested in helping train him

hmhm relationships! yeah you remember right! he's buddies with Obi-Wan and Quinlan and Luminara. when he's older, he meets Omura Vane (@certified-anakinfucker' Jedi OC) and promptly takes on a big bro role to it. he only ever takes one Padawan, and I'm kind of in the middle of overhauling her story rn oopsie but that's his kid and he loves her dearly. uhhh he's on decent terms with the Guard (Temple and Corrie), chatty with the upper command structure of the 7th Sky, and very close - basically siblings - with Eesla Lunelle (@dilf-archivist's Jedi OC). he's also in a long term relationship with Jaro Tapal and terribly fond of little Cal Kestis by proxy. have you noticed a trend of being soft for kids yet? 😅

[takes a breath]

whew. sO he would probably get along with Jackal! he's the type to stay loyal to people moreso than institutions and it seems like Jackal feels similar. Bastra definitely butts heads with certain colleagues in the Order, but it's mostly because their morals and values clash. Mundi (derogatory), for example. regardless. he would definitely recognize the way Jackal treats their troops and the way they see Jackal as an honorary buir and decide that Jackal's one of the Good Ones. I'd definitely be interested in hammering out their dynamic if you've got thoughts!

#tbh it's so funny but i think lockup and uj are like. two sides of similar coins #clone medic nocte #bastra vargdan #leocs #others' ocs #oc lockup #oc jackal #asks answered

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backpockct · 1 year

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INTRODUCING CALEB RYAN WRITTEN (AND LOVED!) BY CORRIE

⸻ have you ever heard THE MAN by the killers , well it is CALEB RYAN to a tee . the twenty six year old musician has been spotted wandering down portobello road markets just last sunday , do you know them ? would you say he is more quarrelsome or more self-assured? anyway , they remind me of vintage leather jackets, calloused fingers fingers from playing the guitar too much, always having a pair of sunglasses to hand, drunken flirting, bruised knuckles, maybe you'll catch them around yeah ? ⸻ [ ◟ HARRIS DICKINSON. ◝ ]

triggers: mention of fertility issues

THE BASICS:

full name: caleb sebastian ryan

nicknames: cal // c

birthday: 24 1996 (26 years old)

gender: cis man (he/him)

sexuality: pansexual

relationship status: very single

BASIC INTRO:

orignally from brighton, the south of england, caleb is an only child. his parents struggled to conceive, so he was a bit of a blessing.

he’s always been a pretty spoilt child, his parents are both very wealthy and he’s grown up getting whatever he wanted.

for his tenth birthday, he asked for a guitar and singing lessons, he’d been watching a lot of MTV and wanted to be a cool guy in a band.

of course, caleb got what he wanted and he started learning to play the guitar.

he got pretty good, so him and some of his other musical friends decided to form a band.

caleb made himself the front man of the band, as he was the most confident out of all of them.

once they finished school, they decided that they want to take this music thing seriously, so they gave themselves a year to work on the band thing.

they moved to london, hoping that it would help gain more interest. they all worked shitty retail jobs, whilst doing music on the side.

it’s taken a lot of hard work, they entered lots of battle of the bands competitions, played concerts to empty working mens clubs, sent out their demos to people.

but luckily an agent took interest in them and the band has recently been signed to an indie record label, they are working on their first album. their careers are really taking off!!

outside of music, caleb is a bit of a sterotypical front man, he’s confident, charming, always has a grin on his lips, he’s a big old flirt.

although he’s hand an exprience of real life, he’s still a bit of spoilt rich kid at heart, plus he’s always ready for an arugment.

WANTED CONNECTIONS:

bandmates

friends

fans of his band

fwbs

exes

management team

if you’d like to plot with any of my muses then please feel free to hit me up on discord @ corey in wetherspoons ™#0678!!

#nothillhqintro #☆ﾟ*・ﾟ you can always edit a page. you can’t edit a blank page — ↳ ooc

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namesetc · 2 years

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Could I get more names with a lot of nicknames? No gender preference.

i dont remember all the names we used so sorry if i add some of the same ones from the first list

Genevieve: Evie, Gen/Jen, Genie/genny/jenny, Genna/jenna, Ginette, Ginny, Viv, Vivi, gina, gene, vieve, nev, nevie, genev, eve, neve, nevi

Lawrence: Larry, Laz, Lon, Loren, Lorne, law, lawr/lawre, lar, ren, rence, renny/rennie, lance, lan, low.

Cordelia: Corrie, Delie, Delia, Del, Della, Lia, Cora, Cordy, Corla, Dee, Coco, co, cor/corr, cord/corde, cordel/cordell, corlia

Michael: Mike, Mikey, Mick, Mitch, Cael, Cal, Micha, Mickey, Mitt

Leonardo: Leo, Nardo, Lee, leonard, leon, leona

Beatrix - Bea/bee, Beatty/betty, Tris, Trix, Trixie, bex, bix, betri, beatri, tri/trie, beat

Penelope: Penny, Poppy, Nell, P, pen, penel, penelo, nela/nella

Patrick: Pat, Patty/pattie, Pats, Trick, TrickStar, patri, tri, rick

Abraham: Abe, Abie/abi/abbie, Brahm, abra, ham, abri/abrie

Broderick: Brody/brodie, Rod, Rick, Derick, brod, deri/derie, roder, ri/rie, ricky

Donnatello: don, donnie/donny, donna, nat, natell, tell, tello, el/ell, ello, onna, nate

Raphael: raph, raphy/raphie, phael, ale, el, fy/phy,

Ezekiel: Ez/eze, Zeke, ezek, zeki/zekie, kiel, kel, z, ezie/ezzie, ezek, ezeki, ezel

if anyone has anymore names or nicknames to add please do so!

#nicknames for #nicknames #long names with nicknames #names with lots of nicknames #name lists #name suggestions #name ideas #read dni #name blog #read my dni #name request #name inspiration #baby names #gender neutral names

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brookston · 1 year

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Holidays 3.16

Holidays

Austin 3:16 Day

Black Press Day

Curlew Day

Day After Dumbstruck Day

Day of the Book Smugglers (Lithuania)

Everything You Do Is Right Day

Freedom of Information Day

Goddard Day

Gumby Day

Latvian Legion Day (Latvia)

Liberty Day

Lips Appreciation Day (a.k.a. Love Your Lips Day)

The Lord’s Day

National Archer Day

National Curl Crush Day

National Red Cross Instructors Day

National Vaccination Day

No Selfies Day

Panda Day

Rachel Corrie Day

Rocket Day

Stone Cold Day

Tell A Mockingbird To Shut Up Day

Vitamin C Day

West Point Day

Wild Spring Flower Festival (India)

World Theatre of the Oppressed Day

Young Careers Action Day (UK)

Food & Drink Celebrations

National Artichoke Hearts Day

3rd Thursday in March

Absolutely Incredible Kid Day [3rd Thursday]

Companies That Care Day [3rd Thursday]

National Close the Gap Day [3rd Thursday]

National Farm Rescuer Day [3rd Thursday]

Oranges and Lemons Day [3rd Thursday; also 3.31]

Independence Days

Babikiria (Declared; 2019) [unrecognized]

Republic of Long Island (Declared; 2019) [unrecognized]

Feast Days

Abbán (Christian; Saint)

Argei (Ancient Rome) [also 5.14]

Dionysus' Day (Ancient Greece)

Elaphebolia (Festival of Artemis; Ancient Greece)

Epictetus (Positivist; Saint)

Feast of Bacchus (Ancient Greece)

Feat of the Hand of God (Goddess Iusaas or Iussaset at the Temple of Edfu; Ancient Egypt)

Finian Lobhar (a.k.a. Finian the Leper; Christian; Saint)

Hammerhead Doozer (Muppetism)

Hercules Day (Church of the SubGenius; Saint)

Heribert of Cologne (Christian; Saint)

Hilarius of Aquileia (Christian; Saint)

Julian of Antioch (a.k.a. of Cilicia; Christian; Saint)

Kinky Underwear Day (Pastafarian)

Urho (Christian; Saint) [Finnish Americans & Canadians]

Lucky & Unlucky Days

Lucky Day (Philippines) [34 of 71]

Tomobiki (友引 Japan) [Good luck all day, except at noon.]

Unfortunate Day (Pagan) [20 of 57]

Unglückstage (Unlucky Day; Pennsylvania Dutch) [12 of 30]

Very Unlucky Day (Grafton’s Manual of 1565) [15 of 60]

Premieres

The Absent-Minded Professor (Film; 1961)

Children of Dune (TV Mini-Series; 2003)

China Syndrome (Film; 1979)

Dog Watch (Disney Cartoon; 1945)

The Hunchback of Notre-Dame, by Victor Hugo (Novel; 1831)

Justified (TV Series; 2010)

Memento (Film; 2001)

Mickey’s Service Station (Disney Cartoon; 1935)

The Saga of Windwagon Smith (Disney Cartoon; 1961)

The Scarlet Letter (Novel; 1850)

Thaïs, by Jules Massenet (Opera; 1894)

1776 (Broadway Musical; 1969)

Tomb Raider (Film; 2018)

21 Jump Street (Film; 2012)

You Only Live Twice, by Ian Fleming (Novel; 1959) [James Bond #12]

Today’s Name Days

Eduard, Herbert (Austria)

Euzebija, Hilarije, Julijan (Croatia)

Elena, Herbert (Czech Republic)

Gudmund (Denmark)

Heero, Herbert, Herbi (Estonia)

Ilkka (Finland)

Bénédicte (France)

Herbert, Rüdiger (Germany)

Christodoulos, Ioulianos (Greece)

Henrietta (Hungary)

Eriberto, Ilario, Taziano (Italy)

Gabriels, Guntars, Guntis (Latvia)

Henrika, Norvilė, Vaidotas (Lithuania)

Gudmund, Gudny (Norway)

Abraham, Cyriak, Henryka, Herbert, Hiacynt, Hilary, Izabela, Oktawia (Poland)

Sabin (Romania)

Boleslav (Slovakia)

Abraham, Abrahán, Heriberto (Spain)

Gilbert, Herbert (Sweden)

Savina (Ukraine)

Bailee, Bailey, Baylee, Bayley, Melisa, Melissa, Melita, Melyta, Millicent, Millie, Missy (USA)

Today is Also…

Day of Year: Day 75 of 2023; 290 days remaining in the year

ISO: Day 4 of week 11 of 2023

Celtic Tree Calendar: Nuin (Ash) [Day 26 of 28]

Chinese: Month 2 (Yi-Mao), Day 25 (Gui-You)

Chinese Year of the: Rabbit 4721 (until February 10, 2024)

Hebrew: 23 Adar 5783

Islamic: 23 Sha’ban 1444

J Cal: 14 Ver; Sevenday [14 of 30]

Julian: 3 March 2023

Moon: 32%: Waning Crescent

Positivist: 19 Aristotle (3rd Month) [Epictetus]

Runic Half Month: Beore (Birch Tree) [Day 6 of 15]

Season: Winter (Day 86 of 90)

Zodiac: Pisces (Day 25 of 29)

#calendar #Holidays

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brookstonalmanac · 1 year

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Holidays 3.16

Holidays

Austin 3:16 Day

Black Press Day

Curlew Day

Day After Dumbstruck Day

Day of the Book Smugglers (Lithuania)

Everything You Do Is Right Day

Freedom of Information Day

Goddard Day

Gumby Day

Latvian Legion Day (Latvia)

Liberty Day

Lips Appreciation Day (a.k.a. Love Your Lips Day)

The Lord’s Day

National Archer Day

National Curl Crush Day

National Red Cross Instructors Day

National Vaccination Day

No Selfies Day

Panda Day

Rachel Corrie Day

Rocket Day

Stone Cold Day

Tell A Mockingbird To Shut Up Day

Vitamin C Day

West Point Day

Wild Spring Flower Festival (India)

World Theatre of the Oppressed Day

Young Careers Action Day (UK)

Food & Drink Celebrations

National Artichoke Hearts Day

3rd Thursday in March

Absolutely Incredible Kid Day [3rd Thursday]

Companies That Care Day [3rd Thursday]

National Close the Gap Day [3rd Thursday]

National Farm Rescuer Day [3rd Thursday]

Oranges and Lemons Day [3rd Thursday; also 3.31]

Independence Days

Babikiria (Declared; 2019) [unrecognized]

Republic of Long Island (Declared; 2019) [unrecognized]

Feast Days

Abbán (Christian; Saint)

Argei (Ancient Rome) [also 5.14]

Dionysus' Day (Ancient Greece)

Elaphebolia (Festival of Artemis; Ancient Greece)

Epictetus (Positivist; Saint)

Feast of Bacchus (Ancient Greece)

Feat of the Hand of God (Goddess Iusaas or Iussaset at the Temple of Edfu; Ancient Egypt)

Finian Lobhar (a.k.a. Finian the Leper; Christian; Saint)

Hammerhead Doozer (Muppetism)

Hercules Day (Church of the SubGenius; Saint)

Heribert of Cologne (Christian; Saint)

Hilarius of Aquileia (Christian; Saint)

Julian of Antioch (a.k.a. of Cilicia; Christian; Saint)

Kinky Underwear Day (Pastafarian)

Urho (Christian; Saint) [Finnish Americans & Canadians]

Lucky & Unlucky Days

Lucky Day (Philippines) [34 of 71]

Tomobiki (友引 Japan) [Good luck all day, except at noon.]

Unfortunate Day (Pagan) [20 of 57]

Unglückstage (Unlucky Day; Pennsylvania Dutch) [12 of 30]

Very Unlucky Day (Grafton’s Manual of 1565) [15 of 60]

Premieres

The Absent-Minded Professor (Film; 1961)

Children of Dune (TV Mini-Series; 2003)

China Syndrome (Film; 1979)

Dog Watch (Disney Cartoon; 1945)

The Hunchback of Notre-Dame, by Victor Hugo (Novel; 1831)

Justified (TV Series; 2010)

Memento (Film; 2001)

Mickey’s Service Station (Disney Cartoon; 1935)

The Saga of Windwagon Smith (Disney Cartoon; 1961)

The Scarlet Letter (Novel; 1850)

Thaïs, by Jules Massenet (Opera; 1894)

1776 (Broadway Musical; 1969)

Tomb Raider (Film; 2018)

21 Jump Street (Film; 2012)

You Only Live Twice, by Ian Fleming (Novel; 1959) [James Bond #12]

Today’s Name Days

Eduard, Herbert (Austria)

Euzebija, Hilarije, Julijan (Croatia)

Elena, Herbert (Czech Republic)

Gudmund (Denmark)

Heero, Herbert, Herbi (Estonia)

Ilkka (Finland)

Bénédicte (France)

Herbert, Rüdiger (Germany)

Christodoulos, Ioulianos (Greece)

Henrietta (Hungary)

Eriberto, Ilario, Taziano (Italy)

Gabriels, Guntars, Guntis (Latvia)

Henrika, Norvilė, Vaidotas (Lithuania)

Gudmund, Gudny (Norway)

Abraham, Cyriak, Henryka, Herbert, Hiacynt, Hilary, Izabela, Oktawia (Poland)

Sabin (Romania)

Boleslav (Slovakia)

Abraham, Abrahán, Heriberto (Spain)

Gilbert, Herbert (Sweden)

Savina (Ukraine)

Bailee, Bailey, Baylee, Bayley, Melisa, Melissa, Melita, Melyta, Millicent, Millie, Missy (USA)

Today is Also…

Day of Year: Day 75 of 2023; 290 days remaining in the year

ISO: Day 4 of week 11 of 2023

Celtic Tree Calendar: Nuin (Ash) [Day 26 of 28]

Chinese: Month 2 (Yi-Mao), Day 25 (Gui-You)

Chinese Year of the: Rabbit 4721 (until February 10, 2024)

Hebrew: 23 Adar 5783

Islamic: 23 Sha’ban 1444

J Cal: 14 Ver; Sevenday [14 of 30]

Julian: 3 March 2023

Moon: 32%: Waning Crescent

Positivist: 19 Aristotle (3rd Month) [Epictetus]

Runic Half Month: Beore (Birch Tree) [Day 6 of 15]

Season: Winter (Day 86 of 90)

Zodiac: Pisces (Day 25 of 29)

#Holidays

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444names · 1 year

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manx names BUT excluding "e"

Adcla Addraddyr Adoll Adon Aidsott Ailchan Aill Ailm Ainallish Ainch Aing Ainian Ainvig Airk Airrillin Aissish Aissott Alyn Andis Aran Aranna Argallip Argh Arri Arruir Artiott Ashing Asmoda Asmoirs Asmoon Asmyn Baraish Baran Barriot Barron Barry Bart Bonchan Boolm Bott Brach Brain Brid Brin Brish Caidsott Caill Cailm Cainally Cair Cairinvug Cairry Caish Cala Calach Calagh Calahan Calan Calanx Calinlo Calish Call Callickis Calling Callish Calloon Cals Caltris Caly Calycracy Calycrann Calyvor Calyvorry Cann Canna Cannavig Canx Cardghin Carri Cary Cascork Casda Casdavig Casdavin Cash Casmin Casminal Casminn Casmis Casmodaid Casmurn Casymodan Casymold Cato Catoda Catorna Catrid Catron Chand Chona Chulan Claghin Clahanx Clahardgh Clan Clian Click Clucan Clucar Coarn Coatrony Cold Coly Colychris Comin Cona Conchay Cond Conna Connaugh Connig Con‎ Cooar Coott Cord Coril Cork Corkis Corliand Corlip Corls Corrann Corric Corrid Corridson Corrinch Corrion Corry Cost Costa Cott Craid Craing Crand Cray Crickis Crid Crigillo Crillin Cring Crinian Crinn Crinvig Crion Crish Critaill Crony Croug Crow Cubbinna Cubbond Cubbott Cubboys Curdgh Curry Curryon Cúch Cúchary Dachrilan Dain Danx Davig Dold Doll Dolm Dolmar Donchugh Dony Don‎ Fara Faraid Faran Faray Farkil Farri Fart Fary Faylch Fays Fick Fickil Fickisott Ficold Ficolm Ficona Ficonn Fictin Fictina Fion Fionall Fioth Firk Firkillan Firryon Frost Frough Galacy Garchrin Garidsott Garry Gation Gato Gatt Gays Gibott Gilan Gilanx Gill Gillan Gillana Gillick Gillin Gilling Gillis Gilm Gilmanann Gilnon Gork Gorn Gradclip Grain Hallaist Halyn Halyvord Harlip Hartin Horry Hughimmin Hulach Iall Iand Ibbinig Ibbott Ibon‎ Ibooary Iboolmurd Ibra Invig Isalyhogg Islannoth Issick Ista Itan Itin Ition Itiot Joug Jough Joughand Kaid Kaill Kain Kaing Kall Kally Kandach Kannot Kila Kilch Kilchrist Kilcorril Kill Killist Killyn Kinall King Kinn Kinna Kish Kist Kyarailm Kyarda Kyarls Kyart Lahard Machrish Mack Mactin Maction Mactiond Mactionn Macy Madclack Madclan Madclucan Maddyt Maig Malan Malla Mallint Malybran Mand Mara Maran Margail Margaillo Maritailm Marrison Marruin Martiony Maugh Mckish Modach Modaid Moirk Mollist Molm Mona Monaugh Monchall Mondairra Moon Mork Morkil Morking Morls Morrion‎ Morrist Morry Mund Munda Mundra Murd Murna Naurry Navin Nialy Nialyvork Niam Niams Nian Niana Nison‎ Nist Nonnott Non‎ Nott Oarkin Oatrid Oatt Onchay Orin Orry Orryon Prost Quaig Quaill Quain Quainams Quainanx Quaing Quair Quairlip Qual Quala Qualin Quall Quallo Qualybri Quara Quargh Quarrin Quarrost Quaylch Quaylchan Quays Quil Quila Quilan Quilch Quilcon Quilcony Quill Quilly Quilm Quin Quing Quirsott Quis Quish Quissott Quist Quistaill Radont Ragg Raghann Rainiams Rays Rion Risot Romin Romish Rost Rough Rowing Sack Saghimmin Sall Shin Shinis Sickin Sicting Sictiona Sish Sishlian Sking Skints Skis Skissott Tagg Taigilan Tannam Todavig Tordghan Tordghin Torry Train Trid Tridsoth Trion Tritanx Tritin Usach Usagh Wation Wato Watran Watrilly Watrond Watrough Watrow Wrid Wrin Writiond

#444names #444 names

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airasilver · 1 year

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Striker, Killer, Blaze, Flare, Ice, Winter. (I can't decide if I want the i's or y's.)

Either actual wolves or Vode (clones) that turn/turned into wolves.

They're from/part of the Wolfpack.

🤔

Maybe the first battalion that 'died' didn't actually die. They just got turned. So Wolffe, Boost, and Sinker got their brothers back. (Comet came after didn't he?)

Oh! Like the stories that have every clone coming back to life or living but this time as animals. Like what would the 501st be? Kryck Dragons? 212th? (What's Boga?) Aayla's, the Corrie Guard, Cal's, Depa's and Caleb's, Mace's, Yoda's is basically made up of all the GAR so he have more than one different animal (I think), even Krell's.

What animals do you think the Vode would be?

This came about because I got an OC running through my head that's either Fox's ad, the Vode's sister, or an unknown that runs around with the men mentioned above in the first paragraph. One story has her protecting others and the wolves find her, another has her hanging with the Guard as always and the wolves find her in trouble and protect her, Jango's would be her as their sister (and Anakin's, I'm a sucker for Jango raising Anakin) and she literally runs into the group while on a mission.

#the clones #star wars #star wars: the clone wars #animals #212th legion #212th battalion #501st #501st battalion #501st legion #212th #the wolfpack

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calamity-aims · 2 years

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Hi Cal mwah, 30 for Drift please? Thank you <3

(MWAH MWAH MWAH also this is the first appearance of Rodi in a fic! Momentous!)

“Whatcha thinking about?” Rodi asks. Bright blue Zeltron eyes flash towards Drift curiously; his thigh presses up against Drift’s armor plating. The clink of his lightsaber against the plastoid is lost amid the constant sounds of traffic.

Drift takes a breath.

It’s hard to feel doubt or fear at the current moment. They’re up on the roof of the Jedi temple, sitting with their lags dangling above the dizzying web of Coruscant. This is Rodi’s favorite place, and Drift’s too: a long-forgotten alcove nested in the temple walls. Maybe it had been a sleeping porch, once, or just an outside access, but now it was filled with greenery and soft pillows, bits of art and Rodi’s books that he largely ignores. The overall effect is chaotically calming, much like Rodi himself.

It’s Drift’s favorite place in the galaxy, with his favorite person in the galaxy, and yet-

“What if,” he starts, then cuts off. It’s stupid. It’s a stupid thought that he shouldn’t burden Rodi with, not when there’s more important things going on, not when their time together is as rare and precious as Corusca gems.

Long red fingers brush over his cheek, tracing the lines of his tattoos. “Tell me,” Rodi says.

Drift could never refuse him anything. He leans into the touch, presses a kiss to his Jedi’s palm. Rodi waits, cupping Drifts face, until finally he says, “What if there’s no happy ending for us? What if - what if you die, or I die, or-”

Rodi laughs - not cruelly, never cruelly - and says with easy confidence, “Is that it? Aw, Drift, that’s not going to happen.”

“How can you know?” Drift asks. His voice almost breaks on the last word. How can Rodi be so assured, when Drift second-guesses every action? How can Rodi be so confident in the future when Drift can’t even remember parts of the past?

The gaps in his memory are getting more and more frequent, and the Corrie medics don’t have an answer. Drift put it down to brain damage, from the spice and the circuit boosters and everything else he used to do, but Remedy said it wasn’t.

Remedy wouldn’t lie to him. Not even to spare Drift’s feelings. He’s not that kind of medic.

“I know because I’ve seen it,” Rodi’s saying. He taps the side of his head knowingly. “Visions, remember?”

Drift remembers. Rodi doesn’t talk about his visions much. Drift knows they’re hard on him, yet still he presses. “But do you ever get bad ones? Ones where we lose, or we die, or-”

“Sure I do,” Rodi says, easy. Casual. “But those are not going to happen.”

“But-”

“They’re not, Drift.” Rodi’s voice has gone sharp. Blue eyes blaze into Drift’s own. “They’re not. I won’t let them, ok?”

“Ok,” Drift whispers, and lets Rodi kiss him, fierce and desperate.

#HI GUYS SAY HI TO RODI #rodi siklaraa #arc trooper drift #rift? drodi?#drift/rodi #calamity writing #calamity answers #calamity ocs #cw mentioned past drug use #clone medic remedy

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