#dogma 💕💕💕💕💕💕

[fisherkn1ght]

Hunting

[lisa-and-shadow]

Beren asked me to take him for a walk. Along the way, we killed a drake and I got the best picture of my pawn posing on top while Beren did a victory stance.

I wish I could have Beren full time. Double Beastren warriors is incredible.

[riftstone-of-the-calm]

ok Klaus is cute...

[brokenphoenix99]

AAAAaaa SO CUTE!!

I drew this last year but never uploaded it, so here! Big 'ol smooch for Dogma.

[curlygirlybitchachos]

Hello guys!

Okay so I started to embrioder some clone helmets, because I thought it would be funny (it's not, I can't feel my fingers) so I wanted to show you the ones I done with.

So these are the 501st boys. I'm currently working on Kix.

I wanted to ask for help, I already did other ones and planned others as well. I have around 30 men I guess? And I'm a little nervous about leaving someone out so, I will write it down who's helmet I have in mind, and if you have others in mind please write it down in the comments. It will help my work a lot.

So I have:

501st: Rex, Echo, Fives, Kix, Jesse, Hardcase, Tup, Dogma, Appo, 501st trooper helmet

212nd: Cody, Waxer, Boil

Omega Squad: Atin, Darman, Fi, Niner

Delta Squad: Boss, Sev, Scorch, Fixer

The Bad Batch: Hunter, Crosshair, Echo, Wrecker, Tech, Omega (one of her hat kinda thing)

Others: Fox, Mayday, Howzer, Shiny helmet, Gregor

I think that's all, so if you have others ideas please share with me. It will really help my work and hobby.

Thank you guys, and have a nice day! Love you 💕❤

[lavandulacosmos]

ATEEZ as Witches: Park Seonghwa, the hedge witch (x)

A hedge witch stands on the precipice of the physical and spiritual worlds, with powers resembling those of a green witch but not as solely focused on nature. A hedge witch doesn’t adhere to any strict dogma; instead, they develop their own kind of magic, focusing primarily on creating healing remedies and often working with the elements, nature, crafts, and herbalism.

Happiest birthday to the blooming flower of ATEEZ! Happy Seonghwa day! 💕

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[vodika-vibes]

Hi! Vod’ika! Could I request Dogma x fem!reader with your mermaid AU?💕

Thousand Years

Summary: You know that Dogma loves you, he’s your soulmate and you're his after all, but you know that you’re not like other soulmates, and you hear the comments his brothers make, though you know that they don’t mean for you to hear them. And sometimes you wonder if he would have chosen you if he had the choice.

Pairing: Clone Trooper Dogma x F!Reader

Word Count: 2005

Warnings: Angsty but with a happy ending

Prompt: Mermaid AU

Tagging: @trixie2023 @n0vqni @imabeautifulbutterfly

A/N: So, this wasn't supposed to be sad, but I had an idea and decided to run with it. As ever, I want to thank @kimiheartblade @the-bad-batch-baroness @mire-draws-things and @t3mpest98 for helping build this AU.

Adjusting to life as a mermaid was easier than you thought it would be. Honestly, the biggest adjustment for you was having to reteach yourself how to swim with one appendage rather than your legs.

According to the other mates who live around you, none of them had as much of an easy time.

Generally, after that, they’ll toss you an odd, awkward, smile and tell you that you’re just unique and there’s nothing wrong with that.

Funnily enough, it never sounds like a compliment when they say it though. You try not to think about it too much, it’s not like you’re unused to not having friends after all.

And some of the other mates are very…well, calling them shallow would be an insult to puddles. At least you’re polite enough to not tell them that if they were a puddle you could stand in them without getting the soles of your boots wet.

You know if you could wear boots.

You just think it. Loudly.

You’re pulled from your thoughts at the sensation of little hands drumming on your torso, and you cast your gaze on the dark-eyed baby resting on your stomach.

Your dark-eyed baby.

Little Faith has the good fortune to look like her father, though it’s starting to look like she has your personality. Dogma claims it’s because you take her everywhere, you point out that a strong parent-child bond is important for a baby's development. 

Luckily, he doesn’t disagree. And he’s just as guilty as carting baby Faith around rather than leaving her in the care of the nanny shark, so it’s not like he has a fin to swim with.

You smile brightly as Faith blows bubbles at you, and you reach out to lightly tap her little nose. Her brow furrows as she tries to watch your finger, and then she releases a happy gurgling noise.

In truth, you should be home, at the grotto. But Faith likes looking at the coral, and watching the clown fish, so here you are, resting on your back on a rock while the fish swim around the pair of you.

You’re close enough to the mervillage that you can still see the arch that leads to the shopping district, and you can even hear some of Dogma’s brothers if you strain your ears.

Faith lets out a happy shout as a clownfish gets close enough to her to bump into her, and you smile fondly at your baby.

She’s something of a miracle, your baby. It normally takes time for a mate to get pregnant, but you wound up pregnant within two weeks of solidifying the bond with Dogma. And the fact that you have a daughter rather than a son? Even more of a miracle.

Natural-born daughters are rare after all.

Faith twists so she’s able to watch the fish a little better, and you allow your attention to wander. Your hands are secure around her waist, so she’s in no danger of getting hurt, after all.

And that’s when the whispers reach your ears.

“—Dogma’s mate? Her?”

“Yeah, that’s her.” As much as you don’t want to listen in, now that you know that they’re talking about you, you can’t not listen to them.

“I feel bad for Dogma,” The first man says with a laugh that sounds cruel to your ears, “I bet, if he had a choice, he wouldn’t have chosen someone like her.”

You keep yourself from flinching through sheer willpower, though there’s no stopping the hurt that blooms in your chest. Because he’s right. Dogma wouldn’t have chosen you.

You’d choose Dogma in every lifetime, but he’d never choose you if given the choice.

“Come on, he loves her.”

“Because of the bond. And I guess she’s pretty enough, but there’s no way that her looks make up for her personality.” The first man replies, “Anyway, someone as steady as Dogma deserves better than her.”

“Yeah, well. The magic makes that choice, not us. So drop it before she hears us.”

Your gaze flickers to the side as the two men stop talking and swim away.

You feel…heavy. And it has nothing to do with the baby sitting on your stomach.

Faith smacks her hands against you again, and you smile weakly at her, “Want to go on an adventure, Faithy?”

Your baby doesn’t, fully, understand what you’re saying to her. Not really, she’s too young, but she does know her name and she knows your voice, so she bubbles happily.

Some of the weight lifts at the sheer delight your baby shows you when she sees you, and you carefully cradle her in your arms as you kick off the rock and head up.

Your heart hurts and you feel sad. And lonely.

The only person who can make you feel better is your mom. And, as luck would have it, after you became a merperson your parents sold their home to buy a houseboat, so they could stay close to you.

You swim towards the surface, moving carefully to make sure that your baby doesn’t get hurt. It’s hardly the first time your baby has been to the surface, though you know it’s just another reason that people think that Dogma shouldn’t leave Faith alone with you.

Your argument has always been that your parents deserve to know their grandchild. Dogma doesn’t like it, he doesn’t like it when you go to the surface either, but he wants you happy more than anything.

Your parents' houseboat is named after you. They love you and have always been your biggest supporters, even when you told them that you were going to become a mermaid.

They, at least, look delighted to see you and Faith as you pop up next to their home.

You hand Faith to your mother, who sets her in a baby pool they have for this very reason, and she lightly places a sun hat on the baby’s head, while you’re father helps you out of the water and then helps you into the, slightly bigger, pool they have for you.

Your parents know you better than anyone, save for Dogma, so your mother takes one look at you, clicks her tongue, and sits in the pool next to you. She wraps her arms around you and pulls your head to her shoulder to stroke your hair.

And that’s all it takes for you to dissolve into tears as the whole story falls from your lips.

“Oh, my little coral,” Your mom says softly, “Why does it seem like your life is always so much harder than the people around you?” She smooths some of your hair off your face, “You can stay as long as you want. You and Faith.”

“Do you agree with them?” You ask as you press the top of your head against your mother’s neck, “That Dogma deserves better than me?”

“Never.” Your father’s answer is immediate, from where he’s sitting next to Faith and feeding her some mashed apples. “Never, sweetheart. Your man is lucky to have you.”

“You have to say that, you’re my parents.”

“Nonsense. We say it because it’s true.” Your mom kisses your forehead, “You and Faithy will stay for a bit, of course.”

You sniffle, “Yeah. Yeah, of course.”

Your mom tightens her grip around you and cuddles you as best as she can as your father starts telling a story about your uncle, giving you an update on the rest of your family. And some more of the weight fades from your heart.

It’s later, when the sun is starting to set, that Dogma emerges from the water next to the houseboat. He easily pulls himself up on the deck, and a relieved smile crosses his face when he sees you sitting in a pool with Faith at your side. 

“Cyare,” 

You turn to look at him, and a weak smile crosses your face. “Dogma,”

“I figured I’d find you here when you weren’t at the grotto. Where are your parents?” He asks as he moves over to the pool and smiles at Faith.

“Inside, they’re getting ready for bed.” You reply as you carefully don’t look at him, you know your eyes are still red, and you don’t want him to worry.

“You didn’t mention that you were coming to see your parents today,” He says lightly, there’s no heat in his words but you curl in on yourself as if he just shouted at you.

“Sorry.”

Dogma is silent for a moment before he reaches out and lightly turns your face towards him, “Riduur, I’m not upset at you. Why are you acting as if I am?” His breath catches when he turns you to face him fully, and slowly he brings his other hand up to cup your face, his thumbs smoothing the skin under your eyes, “You’ve been crying.”

“It’s…not important.”

“It’s very important.” He corrects, “Someone made you cry. Upset you badly enough that you fled to your parents.”

You shrug, “It’s dumb.”

“You are many things, Riduur. Dumb isn’t one of them.” Dogma corrects. He carefully leans in so his forehead is pressed against yours, “Tell me?”

“Someone said something that I know is true and it made me feel…bad. So I came to someplace where I never feel bad.”

“What did they say?”

You don’t answer, don’t want to answer. But his gaze is so earnest, and his hands are so gentle, that your lower lip starts trembling again, “The truth.”

“I highly doubt that, riduur.” His voice is so gentle, that it's easy to forget that he didn’t choose you.

“They said that if you had the choice in picking a mate, that you wouldn’t have looked twice at me.” You reply quietly, “And I know that it’s true.” Your lips twist as you try to keep yourself from crying, “If I lived five different lifetimes, I would choose you in all of them. And you—”

“Would pick you.”

“No, you wouldn’t.”

Dogma sighs, his breath warm against your face, “I love you, riduur. And don’t even think of trying to say that it’s because the magic chose you for me.” He says quietly, “The magic chose you to be my soul mate, and I chose to love you.”

“But—”

“There are plenty of platonic soulmates, riduur. And I chose to love you. From the beginning, I chose to love you.” He smooths his thumbs across your cheeks, “You doubt that?”

You close your eyes and lean into his touch, “I know I’m not, really, your type—”

“Whoever made you think that is going to get introduced to my fist,” Dogma interrupts, “I don’t want anyone else. You’re perfect for me. And I’m sorry if I made you believe differently.”

You shake your head, “Not your fault.”

“It is my fault. I should have put an end to those comments, but I didn’t think that they bothered you.” Dogma lightly brushes his lips against yours, “I love you. Always. Forever. In this life and every other.”

You sigh softly, though it’s not an unhappy sigh, “I love you too.”

He chuckles, “Oh, I’ve never doubted that.” Dogma drops one of his hands to scoop Faith against his chest, “Now, are we spending the night?”

You shake your head, “Mom and Dad have to head back to shore early. Better we should leave.”

“Then I’ll leave a note.” Dogma leans in and kisses you one more time, “I love you, Riduur.” He murmurs against your lips, “Despite what everyone else thinks.”

You smile at him, believing his words for the first time today. “I know, I’m sorry for doubting you.”

He smiles, reassuringly, and kisses your cheek, before he drops a kiss to Faith’s head, “Come on, Riduur, let’s go home. I’m going to rip my brothers a new one for making you cry.”

At that, you laugh. And, finally, the last of the weight weighing your heart down fades away, as you’re once again secure in Dogma’s feelings towards you.

[lisa-and-shadow]

In a world without the Brine, I imagine my nobleborn Arisen Lyra would have been taken on trips to the seaside but not allowed to swim because it was unseemly. Privately though, she probably slipped away as a girl to play in the water with her female friends on rare occasions and may have learned to at least float about a bit and paddle around. She’d show up at home later with her hair a mess and get a lecture from her mother. Those sorts of playful outings ended with her girlhood. As an adult she never thought about it really until she was on her adventures with her pawn, Gariad.

Gariad is a fighter, older and fearless. Before he met Lyra he spent many days in soldiers' camps and thought nothing of jumping into a stream or river to bathe. He enjoys swimming and finds it invigorating after a long day of battle. On the road with Lyra, he had seen her sitting on the riverbank watching him swim and wondered why she didn't join in. It was only after some time together and some gentle teasing that he learned she hadn't done so in years, and why.

Eventually she asks Gariad to teach her to swim. The early evenings when the skies are still shades of peach and pink, and the fireflies are out, they slip away from camp and share a few moments for themselves in the water.

In a world where the brine didn’t exist, would your arisen/pawn know how to swim?

And how often would they swim if they enjoyed it?

[sjm-starwars]

a star wars show called tales of the troopers should be made 👀

here’s a few episodes/arcs

+ kix & the pirates

+ gregor’s backstory

+ what happened to dogma and/or slick (assuming they weren’t executed 🤞🏻🤞🏻)

+ the bad batch on kamino as cadets (feat. 99 💕💕)

+ alpha’s arc training course

and szn 2 is a what if szn

+ what if rex shot krell?

+ what if fives survived?

+ what if rex obeyed order 66?

+ what if echo was never imprisoned?

+ what if kix was never captured?

[arsenictulip8]

Imma go on a rant about Christianity and if this offends you, you may want to reevaluate:

[THIS IS ABOUT THE SYSTEM IM NOT ADDRESSING ALL CHRISTIANS BTW]

The fact you guys will proclaim love and say you're loving yet shut LGBTQ+ people out, try to "heal" autistic people, and vote for bigoted people like trump tells me ALL I need to know about you. You're not about love. You're about "conform to my ways, do what my beliefs say bc my God says so". A loving, all knowing God WOULD NEVER shut a person who is LGBTQ+ person out, would never try to force an autistic person to be normal. YALL DO THAT.

YET YALL SAY THAT PPL ARE LEAVING CHRISTIANITY BC BIBLICAL TRUTH ISN'T BEING SPREAD, NO YOU'RE LITERALLY DRIVING PEOPLE AWAY WITH YOUR HATEFUL DOGMA AND YOUR DISCRIMINATION.

How dare you vote against human rights, vote against immigration, HOW. DARE YOU TREAT OTHERS WHO ARE DIFFERENT THAN YOU LIKE SHIT.

Also, please stop with the "you're going to hell" "turn to Christ before it's too late" "hell is eternal" The idea that hell is eternal damnation is fucking awful. A loving God WOULD NEVER put his creation in hell for all of eternity over some small thing they did on earth. If you're honestly that fucking afraid of my eternal soul that you have to pound the fear of hell into me, you need to reevaluate your view on God. Just saying. Oh and btw, being Gay is not bad, it's natural and PLEASE stop forcing your religion on others, no one asked and it can be harassment. Screaming into the streets about your God WON'T bring people to Christ, it'll drive them away. And please stop with all your misogyny towards women it's fucking disgusting, women are not lesser than men. NOT ALL WOMEN WANNA MARRY MEN AND THE ONES THAT DO SHOULDN'T BE TOLD TTHEITHEY SHOULD SERVE THEIR HUSBANDS LIKE GOOD LITTLE WIFEYS 🥺 NO. WTF?

Ok one last thing, if you're religion is only based off fear and pleasing a God with impossible standards that's not a loving God just saying

Food for thought 💕

[masterjedilenawrites]

Hey, I was wondering if you get do some headcanons for the bois and tbb dating an s/o who has an allergy to the cold (cold urticaria)?

I did not know that was a thing! I wrote these to be inclusive of general cold sensitivity as well (since I am very familiar with that lol)

Jesse, Hardcase, and Wrecker are natural furnaces. Any time you need some heating up, they're happy to lend a hand... or, rather, their whole bodies. Snuggle up close and instantly enjoy their warmth. No matter how cold the air or severe your symptoms, they can always get your inner temperature back to a place of normalcy. The only downside comes in the summertime, when their snuggles unfortunately get to be too hot for comfort. You'll have to find a place to live that's suitable for you both.

Tup, Echo, and Crosshair are the opposite; they, too, struggle staying warm in the cold. But together, the two of you can come up with some strategies to handle it. They'll keep a close watch on the campfire, making sure it's always burning bright and warm. You'll pick up some extra socks and mittens for them at the store. Your shared bed is always piled high with thick blankets. And ultimately, you both just avoid colder environments wherever possible, never giving the other shit for your sensitivities.

Cody, Fox, and Hunter just have it baked into their routines now to check on the weather throughout the day. As soon as it gets even a little bit nippy outside, they're grabbing hold of your hands, turning up the thermostat, and ordering soup from the nearby cafe. All before you yourself have even registered how cold it is. They won't complain if you want to snuggle for warmth, or if you opt out of certain activities because you know it'll be too cold for you.

Wolffe, Dogma, and Tech would want a plan on how the two of you are going to live together. They don't necessarily run hot, but they aren't at your level of sensitivity when it comes to the cold. So they'll make sure you have your own separate blankets, however many you want, maybe even a nice heated one, and they can stick to their one sheet. They'll want to make any other arrangements right away, so you are still cared for without them having to be too uncomfortable themselves.

Rex, Kix, and Fives are accommodating as well, but also find your sensitivities kinda cute? Like they'll have to move yet another space heater out of the way when cleaning, or they'll see you wearing a coat and scarf to work in the summer because your office is always cold, or they'll watch you squeal in delight when it's finally warm enough to go barefoot outside... and they'll just get this nice mushy feeling in their chest. All of these things are so you, it makes them so happy.

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[themanwhomadeamonster]

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[just-a-carrot]

Gidget is one of my favorite characters of all time aaaah I love them to pieces. Attempting to be what society views as the 'perfect person', to the point they make themself a prince in OFW, which is a role tailor-made to constantly needing to be perfect. And then (albeit not canon) as a pawn in the Dragon's Dogma universe, who need to be perfect followers for the Arisen. Their dynamic with Iggy works so well as Iggy also struggles with trying to be what other people want him to be, albeit in different ways. What (typically) one wants or doesn't want, the other inversely does/doesn't desire it. And, the part that gets me the most, before the reset, when one of them went outside of society's expectations, the other forced them back in. And the polycule, I think, represents how Gidget in the new timeline was able to push past people's expectations. They love who they love, in the ways that they love, and what other people think can't stop them now. Also Gidget and Orlam's dynamic is so Interesting to me... Before the timeline reset, both had to hide who they really were. They're products both of what society (and people close to them) have done to them. And in the new timeline, they make perfect sense to be as close as they are. They've seen every facet of each other, and see parts of themself in the other. AND CECIL AND GIDGET!!! Cecil is who Gidget needed most and it really shows. They're like a balancing act, unable to be completely balanced without the other. (Also Gidget helped give me courage to come out as using ze/zir pronouns.)

(Anyways I'm normal about them. I'm so, so, so normal.)

wahhh this is really sweet 💕

I always love hearing about people's thoughts and connections with Gidget so much, since so much of their journey and struggles were based on my own and are things I still constantly struggle with, too (something something it's a lifelong up and down journey lol)

I also feel like their dynamic with many of the others are just so interesting and I love playing with them (I think this is partly why I'm giving them such an interesting new role in BT as I really want to try some fun different things with them hgjhf)

thank you for writing this up, it was really sweet to read 💕

[realchloe26]

💕Enlightened leadership is spiritual if we understand spirituality not as some kind of religious dogma or ideology but as the domain of awareness where we experience values like truth, goodness, beauty, love and compassion, and also intuition, creativity, insight and focused attention..

When I look out at the people and they look at me and they're smiling, then I know that I'm loved. That is the time when I have no worries, no problems... 💓💘💞💗💖💕❤️

[lisa-and-shadow]

That's him. My large petulant son whom I love more than anything. 😍💕

He might have the biggest RBF in all the lands, but he's really just a big kitten once you get to know him. Look at that face! How could anyone resist him?!?

Certified Ambrosius appreciation post

(Ambrosius is @lisa-and-shadow pawn)

[mrs2224]

MEET ARIA

CT-1149 Will become an ARC Trooper

Pronouns: She/Her

Sexual Orientation: Lesbian

She is a Female Clone trooper who was part of Nala Se's first experiments on special clones. Aria being a female made her defective. But she was certainly effective!! Emerie was also part of this squad they were seperated. But Aria was a big love bug to her brothers

She was first in 501st and played the big little sister role to Dogma and Tup. She is very close with those two. She is 6'2 and can crush you if you mess with her brothers

She is not into men at all. But Obi-Wan had the hots for her.

She was Switched to the 212th due to her being too harsh and hands on. Which to Cody, she was exactly what he was looking for!!

Her story is just beginning. But Welcome Aria!! ❤️😂🧡💙🩵💕