#captain alpha-17

[obes-kenobes-benos]

Alpha-17: In light of what you did for me, you can hug me for four to five seconds.

Obi-Wan: FORTY FIVE SECONDS?!?

Alpha-17: No! Four to five seconds!

Obi-Wan: Too late!!!

[wanderinginksplot]

Captain Alpha-17

Alpha-17 is part of the original batch of clone troopers. Trained by Jango Fett himself, the Alpha troopers are more intense than many of the following generations. After a few successful missions with Obi-Wan Kenobi, Alpha-17 was assigned to train ARC troopers on Kamino. 

Alpha-17 + “Hey. Look at me.” + Dark - gn!reader - 5.1k words. You have information about a new Separatist weapon. Alpha is assigned to deliver you to the Republic. 

Alpha-17 + Plus-Sized Reader - gn!reader - 2.2k words. An ill-advised scrolling session leaves you feeling insecure about your appearance. Alpha has some thoughts. 

Alpha-17 + Sick Reader - gn!reader - 4.2k words. You’re on a mission and don’t have time to be sick. Even if everyone in the running bet wants you to be. Fortunately, Alpha isn’t willing to let you be sick, either.

Series: Alpha-17 x fem!reader

Gar Cabur  - 94k words. You are sent to Kamino to compile a report on the clone troopers. You find more than you bargained for with a compound of flirty cadets. Alpha decides to help you out. 

Gar Cyare  - 63k words (and ongoing). The early days of your relationship with Alpha are filled with challenges - both external and between the two of you. 

[chiliger]

It’s a sign of affection.

[ominouspuff]

Clone Wars AU: what if’s, featuring “what if everyone lived and outmaneuvered Order 66 and Cody and Rex became, like, space cowboys, among other things”

[cobaltbeam]

Once the baby, always the baby

[yukipri]

💙❤️Happy Valentine's Day!❤️💙

This year, decided to do a set!

"Spice" - Alpha-17 x Obi-Wan

"Sugar" - Fordo x Obi-Wan

Do you prefer your romance to be Sweet❤️ or Spicy💙?

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[tattycoram]

Alpha-17, holding cadet Rex: This is Rex. He bites as well Fordo, gazing at Fox and Wolffe: We really have too many cadets who bite

[kingtuna]

Alpha-17: Why are there little handprints all over the wall?

Cody: Why are there little handprints all over the wall?

Rex: Because I have little hands

Cody: Because he has little hands

[clonememesfrikyeah]

Alpha-17: “The kid has great potential. He may become a captain or even a commander.”

Maze: “Or a psychopath.”

Fordo: *sprinting for his life* “He’s got a weapon! He’s got a weapon!”

Cadet Rex: *sadistically laughing and chasing him with a machete*

[sun-roach]

Fox: Alor, I will-

Thorn: Isn’t it weird to call your vod'ika that?

Fox: *irritated and tired * what?

Thorn: Cody?

Fox: Cody is—- what?

Thorn: Well i don’t think you would call Prime that. I heard you once tried to bite him. Also he is dead

Fox: I tried to bite Alpha-17, not Prime

Thorn: lmao why?

Fox: I called him buir and had to cover up my mistake

Thorn: Awww Fox-

Fox: Do you want to take over my next patrol? Choose your next words wisely

Thorn: You shabuir <3

Fox: *snorts and rolls his eyes *

*Flashback*

Fox: Vor'e, buir!

Alpha-17: … what?

Fox: !… *tries to bite Alpha-17's hand *

Alpha-17: You little shabuir! That’s 3 laps for you, cadet!

Fordo: *raises a brow and watches Fox run*

Alpha-17: He called me buir

Fordo: ….

Alpha-17: He called me buir *grumbled sob*

Fordo: *pats seventeen on the shoulder *

[obes-kenobes-benos]

Obi-Wan: How do tall people sleep at night when the blanket can't possibly cover you?

Alpha-17: Kenobi, it's four in the morning.

Obi-Wan: So, you can't sleep, huh? Is it because of the blanket?

[wanderinginksplot]

Clone Trooper Rambles

As the header says, Rambles are a clone trooper-augmented journal-style writing exercise. The events are true, the clone troopers are only visible to me.

Warnings: bad mood, me not being a very good roommate or friend.

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Bad Mood

“Okay, consider this your first and only warning,” I announced, drawing the attention of my roommates and all the troopers hanging out in my apartment that day. “I’m in a terrible mood and it’s not getting better. I’m going to keep to myself, but there’s a strong chance I’m going to end up yelling at someone today. I'm sorry and I’ll apologize again afterward, but I wanted to get this conversation out of the way.”

With that said, I turned around and went back into my room. Being in a bad mood already sucked, but I especially hated it when I couldn’t figure out why I was upset. 

Feelings don’t have to make sense, I told myself. It didn’t help. 

I had always been very aware of my own feelings and actions. There was a reason for most moods I experienced, especially as someone who was logical to a fault. But this mood had come out of nowhere and didn’t have an obvious cause. I hated those - they almost always boiled down to something existential that took a lot of effort to fix. 

After a few minutes trying to find something I wanted to do, I resigned myself to it. I was well and truly irritated. I could either stay in my room and sulk or I could pick one thing and force myself to do it. 

At last, I decided to go on a walk. If nothing else, it would get me out of the apartment and away from my roommates. They hadn’t done anything wrong, and I wanted to avoid being awful to them if I could help it.

“Going for a walk,” I explained shortly as I pulled on my shoes, grabbed my keys and left before anyone could say anything. 

When I had covered a pretty solid distance, I finally paid attention to who was around me. Rex, Boss, Alpha, and Wolffe were trailing a bit behind, but definitely walking with me. 

“I was serious,” I warned them. “I’m in a shitty mood.”

“We noticed,” Wolffe replied dryly. 

“Then why are you here?” 

“Because no one else wanted to be.” Alpha’s blunt answer, delivered in a completely flat tone, was still harsh nonetheless.

Boss cleared his throat softly. “The four of us have seen worse. If you yell, you yell. We know we can handle whatever you end up saying or doing.”

That somehow managed to make me feel worse. I started to jog, trying to clear my mind of everything but the rhythm of my muscles working as I propelled myself along.

But, of course, that was the description of running I had read in a book. In reality, jogging sucked and I was immediately out of breath. Still, I pushed through it because the burning in my lungs almost felt good in my current state of mind. 

The troopers easily kept pace with me as I ran. When I finally slowed into a walk, they slowed as well, none of them breathing nearly as hard as I was by that point. 

“I thought you said jogging was the most socially acceptable form of self-hatred?” Rex checked. 

I chuckled - partially at my own wit, but mostly at the judgmental looks of Boss and Alpha. Wolffe, who had heard me say that before, just ignored all of us. 

“I still stand by that,” I told him. “But I just needed to.”

“And now?” Boss asked. 

“Well, I’m not ready to go back home,” I mused. “I’m going to walk a little longer, try to figure out what’s wrong.”

They didn't argue, so I kept walking. I didn't bother making conversation and I left my phone in my pocket. I didn’t want any distractions. In the nebulousness of walking and not thinking, a profound dread fell over me. I had taken an extra day off, but my long weekend was ending and I had to go back to work tomorrow. 

“I need a new job,” I realized, my surprise prompting me to say it aloud. 

“What?” Rex asked when I didn’t follow the statement with anything else.

“I think that’s why I’m irritated,” I explained. “I dread going back to work. I’m bored with it and don’t want to go. That’s not the way I want to live my life.”

“I thought you loved that job,” Boss countered. 

“No, I do,” I agreed. “I don’t want to leave it, but I thrive on a challenge. It was fine when I was working and going to school at the same time, but now that I’ve graduated, I need something more. I love what I do, but it’s just… it’s not enough anymore.”

“Maybe you’re angry because you’re angry,” Alpha suggested. “Doesn’t have to be anything more than that.”

I started shaking my head even before he had finished making his point. As soon as I said it out loud, I knew this was the cause of my bad mood. If this was something my subconscious was telling me I should do, I needed to get it done.

Before I could tell them some variation of that, Wolffe spoke up. “No, she’s been this way for a while. She said something about it months ago.” He gave a sidelong glance at me. “If that’s what you need to do, what are you waiting for?”

“Just to get back home,” I answered, feeling suddenly determined.

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Author's Note - This marks Alpha's debut in these Rambles! Figures he'd appear when I'm feeling the most grumpy.

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[st4r-t3ars]

Reasons to watch Clone Wars 2D Micro Series:

Anakin’s Pout 90% of his screen time

Incredibly competent clone troopers

A look into Yoda’s drama brain

Start of the Punching Droids Saga

[wyvernsrus]

I really wanted to do a baby Cody for Cody Day and who better to show their nephew how to bite than the Alpha disaster twins! Stec might not have been prepared to almost lose two fingers today.

[kastarastark]

14 year old Ahsoka, being sad about a clone that sacrifice himself for her: ...He died for me and I didn't even know what his name was...

Alpha-17, without even looking up from his datapad: Don't lose sleep over it. He did the job he was breed for.

Ahsoka: Doesn't mean his dead was meaningless!

Alpha-17: It is good that you care for singular clone trooper but we cannot afford to mourn over every single fallen soldiers here. Wake up kid, we have a war to win.

Ahsoka: ...

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17 year old Ahsoka, finding every single clones that was in the crash landing, carefully burying them next to each other alongside their helmet, taking her time to mourned the fallen soldiers, her friends, her and Rex's brothers, good people: ...At least this time, I get to know their name.

[yukipri]

Happy Valentine's Day!!! (???)

...yeah.

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