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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: CT-5597 | Jesse/CT-6116 | Kix Characters: CT-5597 | Jesse Additional Tags: Minor Tup, Established Relationship, Introspection, Clone Troopers Deserve Better (Star Wars), Clone Trooper-centric (Star Wars), Between Episodes Summary:

Somebody was crying softly in the barracks. The sounds were muffled like the brother tried his best to hide them into a pillow. Jesse sighed. He didn’t particularly want to leave the warmth of Kix’s arms to check but neither did he want to risk his disappointment if it turned out somebody was hiding an injury and he didn’t tell immediately.

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You totally don't have to do this, I just wanted to ask for the kiss meme the platonic kiss with Thorn and Thire?

Hurt/comfort ahead folks! (Thanks for this one Nonny, I quite enjoyed writing this!)

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Thire’s had a rough day. A rough tenday. A rough year. Haran, he’s had a rough damn life. Normally it doesn’t affect him. He can soldier through. Quite literally.

Today is not one of those days.

He’s curled up in a ball in one of the supply closets. Today, he can’t face it. He can’t face Coruscant and it’s monsters. The Senate and their cruelty. He can’t face his fellow Guard and their tired, beaten-down faces.

It’s not often he gets like this. Bones, their CMO, had quietly supplied him with some medication that helps. It keeps him level. Takes the edge off the numbness. But Bones had been clear that this was a plaster on the symptoms of a much deeper issue, and that Thire was going to have bad days as well.

Today is a very bad day.

He feels… Weak. Exhausted. Like there’s no end in sight. Everything is too hard. There’s flashes of horrible, unsettling things behind his eyelids and he grips his knees tighter. He wishes the images were of things he’d seen, and not images of what he wants to do to himself.

There’s a soft click, a brief band of light hitting him, before the door closes again. Someone shuffles around him, then tucks themselves at his back, legs cradling him on either side as the person gently pulls his head back to lean on their chest.

It’s Thorn. Thire knew it would be. Thorn always turns up when Thire’s having one of these days. He’s fairly certain Thorn has his comm bugged to alert Thorn to when Thire stops in a strange place for too long.

Sometimes he wishes Thorn wouldn’t find him. Sometimes he thinks it’d be better if no one finds him.

Thorn presses their lips to Thire’s hair, and Thire can feel himself crumbling already. He twists, pressing his face into Thorn’s neck, scrunching his eyes against the tears, and grabs the front of Thorn’s blacks in a desperate, white knuckled grip.

Thorn wraps their arms around him, murmuring soft words Thire can’t hear over the sound of his own sobs. They kiss Thire’s forehead, arms tight around him and rock him back and forth.

Today is a bad day, but Thorn will make sure Thire doesn’t suffer it alone.

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Rex: Where have you been? It's been days! Echo: Seriously, we were getting worried. Fives: So...I played gay chicken with Commander F--Sorry. Marshal Commander Fox... Echo: Gay...chicken? Rex: ...How far did you go? Fives: ... Rex: How far did you go, Fives? Fives: I think I'm winning. Rex: You haven't backed down yet!? Echo: Can someone please tell me what's happening right now? Fives: We're heading to 79's to celebrate! Rex: You can't be-- Echo: Celebrate what? Rex: You didn't... Fives: I'm married!

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hello yes I am here to promote my Fox/Dogma agenda via ask memes

Can I ask for 35 please and thank

35 - A kiss against a wall

Always happy to help push an agenda! This one got a little spicy ;3

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Prison fucking sucks.

Dogma keeps drawing comparisons to Kamino, and he’s come to the conclusion that, of the two, he prefers Kamino. Both have strict regulations, shitty food, and uncomfortable beds, but at least on Kamino, Dogma had his vode. The only vode here are the Corrie Guards staffing the place, and they aren’t allowed to show Dogma any favoritism, lest they risk earning a place on his side of the bars.

There is, however, one bright side.

Fox.

Fox, as Marshal Commander, gets to decide his own schedule. And while he can’t spend every shift at the Republic Judiciary Central Detention Center, he makes a hell of an effort to be there as often as he can. And Dogma always enjoys his visits.

“Shoulda shot Krell sooner.” Fox’s breath is hot against Dogma’s ear, drawing shivers with every whispered word. “It’s nice having you so close. Was gettin’ tired of waiting for you to be granted leave.”

“Fox,” Dogma manages to gasp out while Fox idly nuzzles and nibbles at his neck. He’s got Dogma backed into a corner of his private cell, pressed so tight between durasteel and plastoid that it’s hard to breathe. That’s exactly how Fox wants him.

“Ner Dogma,” Fox croons, the Mando’a dripping off his tongue like honey. “I’m sorry I haven’t visited the past few days. I hope you haven’t been too lonely without me.”

Dogma doesn’t get the chance to respond before Fox’s lips are pressed to his in a soft, languid kiss. Fox’s hands, holding tight to Dogma’s waist, squeeze possessively, while his mouth works hard to steal what little breath Dogma has left.

Fox is methodical with his kisses. He knows exactly what makes Dogma tick and plans accordingly, puts his top notch analytical skills to use in a way the longnecks would definitely disapprove of. Carefully strategized nips and licks push all of Dogma’s buttons in exactly the right ways, until Dogma is squirming and whining under him, desperate for moremoremore. And yet Fox keeps his slow pace.

“I missed you, cyar’ika,” he purrs into Dogma’s mouth, voice low and predatory. Electricity sparks down Dogma’s spine, but he can’t do anything about it. “Thorn’s been overworking himself lately, so I’ve scheduled myself for an extra long shift to give him a break. Which means,” he pauses to bite and tug on Dogma’s lower lip, “I’ve got plenty of time to kill. You wanna help keep me entertained, ner cyar’ika?”

“Yes, please.”

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hello yes I am here to promote my Fox/Dogma agenda via ask memes

Can I get 22 with Fox/Dogma please and thank

Ooooooooo this is a VERY interesting agenda! I'm not sure I managed to capture Dogma particularly well in this, but the idea of an unhinged!Fox and a Dogma who's moored himself onto him in the wake of losing faith in the Republic is just... Delicious...

22 - A kiss with tongue/french kiss

Warnings: Blood, casual mention of murder, cloneshipping

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Fox is a dangerous man, and that probably shouldn’t send heat through Dogma’s stomach in quite the way it does, but turns out Dogma’s more than little broken inside.

The Marshal Commander of the Coruscant Guard has his helmet off, teeth gripping the handle of his vibroblade as he switches his spent blasterpack for a fresh one, blood sticky and drying in his hair. He almost certainly has a concussion, but considering he runs on stims, caf and pure fucking spite at the best of times, Dogma suspects he doesn’t even notice the difference.

It’s hot. It makes Dogma want to lick the blood from his teeth and fall to his knees for the man. Dogma lives and dies by the rules, and Commander Fox plays with them like tubie toys. Not that tubies got any toys. That’s something only natborns get.

And Dogma’s learned an awful lot about natborns since the Coruscant Guard claimed him and kept him for their own. More than enough to leave a sour taste in his mouth. More than enough to have him fixing all of his powerful, all-consuming loyalty onto his Marshal Commander instead.

After all, Dogma’s already murdered a Jedi. Whats a few natborns in comparison?

Specific natborns, to be fair. Fox is firm in that justice only be metered out to those who have directly harmed the Guard. That criteria is not exactly lacking though. One day, Fox whispers in the night, as he and Dogma tangle together, one day, we’ll murder the Chancellor.

Dogma believes him. He should probably be upset, be pointing out that it’s against the rules. That they’re made for the Republic.

Only, the Republic utterly failed Dogma. Utterly failed the 501st. Left them under the thumb of a Sith-sympathiser, who’d laughed as he cut down Dogma’s siblings like dogs.

So Dogma follows Fox now. Where ever Fox goes. And today, Fox has led him into war with the Pike Syndicate.

It’s been bloody and exhausting and Dogma’s fairly certain they’ve lost good clones to this. But this is it. The head of the Syndicate is a corridor away, and Thorn’s waiting at the other entrance for their squad to be ready, so they can flank the last stand together.

And Fox is looking at him with pride and feral, fierce joy in his eyes as he leans over Dogma, pressing him back against the wall and ducking his head to catch the smaller, younger clones mouth with his own.

Dogma keens as Fox licks into his mouth, powerful tongue lapping deep into him, claiming Dogma with ferocious certainty. Fox belongs here, belongs between Dogma’s lips, body overwhelming and sheltering and dominating Dogma’s own. Dogma digs his fingers into Fox’s neck, bruising and owning and sucks on Fox’s tongue, swallowing his snarling moan and taking it deep into himself.

Fox pulls away, and saliva strings between them briefly before snapping. Dogma’s hard, and adrenaline floods through his veins. Fox thrusts Dogma’s helmet into his chest, and his stare is firm and demanding.

“I will see you on the other side.”

Dogma’s always been good at following orders.

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If you'd like to request a kiss, you can find the prompt list here! <3

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[prompt list]

Cody/Kix

🤍 kiss at the wedding / milestone

Cody/Tech

💙 drunken kiss / tipsy

Crosshair/Echo

❤️ + 💗 first kiss / realization + slow kiss / gentle kiss / inevitable kiss

Echo/Fives/Hunter/Tech

💗 slow kiss / gentle kiss / inevitable kiss

Fox/Thorn

💜 surprise kiss / impulsive kiss

Howzer/Rex

💖 rough kiss / hot and heavy / making out

Hunter/Tech

💛 reunion kiss / relief 🧡 kissing in bed / lazy kiss / cuddling

Jesse/Kix

💜 surprise kiss / impulsive kiss 🤍 kiss at the wedding / milestone

Mayday/Howzer

💜 surprise kiss / impulsive kiss

Mayday/Crosshair/Howzer

🧡 kissing in bed / lazy kiss / cuddling

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They were not fighting.

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Tup/Dogma Keldabe Kiss 👉🏻👈🏻

I really enjoyed the sketchy feel of this. (And the style is more forgiving of mistakes 🤣)

And a little blushy Dogma, just because 🤭☺️

My other Keldabe Kisses: Jesse/Kix Echo/Fives

Reference under the cut

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"You're back"

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They’re in love 💙

Full image on AO3

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I hope its okay but could I ask for the Tup/Dogma WIP if you're still doing the wip game?

Hello sweet Nonnie, of COURSE it's okay, I'm THRILLED that you've asked!! 💙💙

Thank you for asking about Tup/Dogma, the darlings. They CLING!!! 🫂 🥹 This will be one of my 'Clone Keldabe Kisses'.

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Day 9 | Crosshair

Calendar masterlist | Buy me a coffee?

He's listening into the neighbors fighting two doors down (and narrating it to Tech, who's inside the apartment). You can't convince me those two don't gossip like two old ladies.

Closeups + tags under the cut (´･ᴗ･`)

Roll call: @kimiheartblade @the-bad-batch-baroness @cc--2224 @clonethirstingisreal @wackylurker @freesia-writes @vimse @starrylothcat @vodika-vibes @blackhunter666 @eternal-transcience @not-that-syndrigast @t3mpest98 @dreamie411 @king-chaos-world @burningfieldof-clover @wings-and-beskar @lavenderxechoe @mishakoon @padawancat97 @foodmoneyandcats @nobody-expects-the-inquisitorius @anxiouspineapple99 @wolviecat @fussyrogue @esser5170 @nika6q @523rdrebel @moobrvoobl-moobmoob-oobmpoobroom

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"Fox stares down at his feet; the naked, bony truth of them. Heels cradled by damp sand, and toes lapped at by froth-tipped waves. He stares and thinks: Oh. I get it." - Letting Go written by @whiskygoldwings

It's been a month since I first started this, but it's finally done <3 Please go read Whisky's wonderful "Corrie's much deseserved beach episode" fic. It's so lovely and has given me so many emotions <3

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Clone Trooper OC ask game

All my OCs are in my pinned post for easy reference :) Send as many as you like!

🏷️ - How did they get their name?

🎀 - How do they style their hair?

🎨 - What battalion are they in?

🔑 - What rank are they?

🖊️ - Do they have any tattoos?

🥪 - What’s their favorite food?

🎶 - What kind of music would/do they listen to?

👻 - What’s their biggest fear?

✨ - What were they like as a cadet?

🤝 - Which canon clone trooper would they get along with the best?

💎 - What is most important to them?

💭 - What do they think about the most?

🩸 - What's the worst injury they’ve ever gotten?

🎯 - Do they have a specialty?

💕 - Do they have a love interest?

☀️ - What was their first mission/campaign like?

🪐 - What’s their favorite planet that they’ve been on?

💫 - What are/were their plans for “after the War”?

⏰ - How long have you had this OC for?

🃏 - How good are they at sabacc?

💖 - What is one of their best memories?

💔 - What is one of their worst memories?

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No but ok so Mayday lives (of course he does; what’s the alternative??? 😅)

And he actually changes his name to Deadweight

Mostly to torment Crosshair

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Bartender at 79s: What can I get you boys to drink?

Echo: Hey waiter, lemme get a cocktail, hold the tail.

Fives: *spits out his drink*

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scrunglyknscrungly lung hacksaw forcing fox to rest by faking feeling bad and wanting cuddles, thusly entrapping the fox into spending all day in hacksaw nest being fed snacks by troopers that pass by

"I need to get up," Fox told him for what felt like the fifth time in the past... stars he didn't even know. Forever. But the arm around his waist didn't move, and Hacksaw's amber eyes blinked slowly at him like the big vine tiger that he was- if a vine tiger was forced to be on oxygen for most hours of the day.

This was a mistake on Fox's part, he would admit. He'd come down just to check in on the man and make sure he was comfortable and settled before he crashed in his bunk for an hour before he dove headfirst into his mountain of datawork laying in wait on his desk. But Hacksaw had this innate ability to get Fox to agree to anything he wanted just by staring at him, and so he'd been coaxed into the pile of blankets and pillows that the Guard affectionately referred to as "Hacksaw's Nest".

And promptly passed out for two hours straight.

Now Hacksaw wouldn't let him go, pretending to sleep whenever another Guard came by. After all, they couldn't possibly wake up their injured vod just so Fox can get up and do work. Even Thorn was against him, refusing to give him his datapad and instead handed him a ration bar and water and told him to have a nice day off, why don't you enjoy it by taking a nap-?

"You are trouble," Fox told Hacksaw, who merely shifted, cheek lowering to press against his side. The cannula was starting to tangle between them, and Fox did his vod-ly duties by carefully fish the tube back to safety as Hacksaw dozed off- officially, this time.

It was a good thing Fox loved him, resigned to his fate of being a cozy pillow. And if he did end up falling asleep too, well, he would forever deny it simply for the principle of the matter.