#clone trooper jek

[itzshrike]

Okay okay we already got tales of the Jedi and are getting tales of the empire but are we forgetting something? 🤨

[lychgate]

HELLO WELCOME TO MAY 4TH here’s the clone trooper set I been working on! Total there’s gonna be 90 different troopers so take a peek if you’re interested! These are currently for PREORDER, but there’s both price discounts, a bonus sticker, and the ability to pick a specific clone depending on the bundle you get!  STORE: etsy.com/shop/itsMRKITTYS

[spiralingemptyness]

I want more… clone hc pt. 2

why not more hc, I’m bored and wanna ramble… sorry if I repeated any.

99 is the best vode, he knows everything. If a brother is said, he’ll hug them, give words of encouragement and stuff and a mysteriously some illegal contraband that whatever the clone likes will randomly show up.

Shaak ti is buff and can hold her own if not demolish the Alphas on the training mats (The Rancor battalion found that out the hard way)

Jek, Rys and Thire became close after the mission with Yoda, Thire is still close with the commanders on Coruscant, but he’s even closer with the other two

While Hound may be a sergeant, he’s still an honorary commander member, he became the little brother of the group

…Thorn didn’t die on Scipio, nope, no way. Amidala saved him, always carrying a blaster or smth.

Dogma became really good at braiding hair because of all the time he braided Tups hair, so after Umbara when he definitely goes to Coruscant, Amidala finds out and sometimes ask him to do her hair.

Colt may essentially be Buir of Kamino, but all the alphas (especially 17) out Buir him, and it can be very comedic how a big burly alpha is hauling a ARC commander just to force them to sleep.

Fox absolutely denies or threaten to black mail shebse squad if they bring up the fact Fox was the first to fold and call Alpha-17 buir.

Colt and Wolffe have regular holo-calls just to shit talk Ventress.

Rex got adopted into Shebse squad after he bit Cody (Wolffe was proud)

When Kix is on shift in medbay, most of the time Jesse is there with him, he doesn’t have to be their but he’s a good batch mate.

Each shebse squad member have a quirk in fighting droids: Cody punches and spin kicks them, Wolffe bits them, Rex throws his blasters at them if they run out of ammo, Fox for some reason carry’s a high voltage taser, Bly drop kicks them, and Ponds throws rocks at them to catch them off guard

On multiple occasions animals like Loth cats and Tookas have been snuck on board the venators and multiple times have had to been taken off board

Fives has a girly scream, Torrent found out after he was caught singing in the barracks

Comet (and Plo Buir) can convice Wolffe to take care of himself (little brother privileges), unlike Boost, Warthog, and Sinker who have to sedate him of physically haul him away from the bridge

MEDICS GIVE STICKERS, if a your a good patient, you get a sticker. So there is a lot of vode with stickers inside or outside there armor

Colt keeps himself loaded with weapons, many different types of blasters, check. Lots of vibroblades and vibroswords (that he stole from commando droids), check. It will take a solid 10 mins for him to de-weapon himself

after Khorm, Plo threatened Captain Ozzel…. It was terrifying, Kit Fisto was both shocked and absolutely scared of getting on Plo Koons bad side.

Monnk collects different shells and rocks from the ocean floor and give them to different vode

kit fisto taught his battalion how to fish, just randomly, out of the blue he said they were going fishing and they went fishing

Ashoka definitely stole the ‘I’m no Jedi’ line from Rex.

everyone form the 212th and some 501st members were more traumatized by a bold Kenobi than the fact he faked his death to be a bounty hunter for a time period

kix has trouble staying warm after the cyro-freeze, like he’ll be bundled up in layers on tatooine

quinlan snuck into fox’s office once and was hit with a data pad on the head when he scared him and got himself a concussion, safe to say he doesn’t sneak up on fox anymore

clones have a sweet tooth

Once Hound got hurt while chasing a suspect and Grizzer went absolutely feral on the person who hurt him, it took Thorn and Stone just to separate him from the suspect, (fox and thire were just watching in shock as they helped hound)

padawans always use vents for travel (ex. Echo: where’s the commander. Fives casually: oh she’s in the vents. Echo: oh.. WHY IS SHE IN THE VENTS)

(Might be in the other one) The corrie guard have a bet everytime a battalion is on leave, the bet is: which members of what battalion will have the most in the drunk tank.

medics have to have a smex-ed meeting with every new shiny that boards

Bly (respectfully, cause he is a gentleman) asked Aayla to wear armor, the next day she was wearing Bly’s spare armor. Bly couldn’t stop blushing the whole day and it made his tattoos orange

When one or more of the Shebse squad is on leave, they bully fox into going to 79’s with them or to take care of himself. Safe to say, that whenever that happens the corrie guard can relax a bit

the most annoying patients for medics is any CO or jedis, all medics curse like sailors

when Kix was a medic shiny he hadn’t yet mastered the disapproval stare or the ‘shut the kark up and do what I say’ stare, so the vode listened to him just because it was so cute and funny, they quickly learned to stop thinking like that.

once after a battle Obi-Wan found Cody lying star fished on his back, he kicked a droid and broke his foot and collapsed once his foot gave out. Obi-wan just sighed, forced healed his foot a bit and carried him to the medics (Cody was turned into a sputtering and flustered mess)

Rex was already being corrupted by Skywalker’s tendencies when he was just a lieutenant in the 212th, Cody was horrified and wanted to bash his head into the wall.

Boil and Waxer secretly adopted Numa after Ryloth, each just co-parenting her

Kids on coruscant would sometimes come up to a guard member and hand them a paper of a drawing, ask for a hug, or just give them goodies. The guard now has a wall full of drawings given to them by kids in the barracks

the guard have stupid names for operations, it’s just a serious op about observing and trying to take down a drug ring (with vos’s help) and it has a name like “operation: too high to fly”

the cadets will hang off from any limb they can reach of their clone trainers and shaak ti

medics will lay on a cot with an injured clone on it to help them sleep, they’ll either be sleeping with them or doing data work

so yah… I’ll make more. Might make some of cod, fnaf , Dc, etc. as well and try to do art as well

[sun-roach]

Coruscant guards headcanons:

General headcanon:

They are an elite corps

They have to be the best of the best

They have to take care of Palpatine, senators, rioters, fugitives, bounty hunters, public safety, the prison, ghouls and other monsters in the lower levels, help out the GAR

The command line has a group chat that has very questionable content

They are understaffed

Rys:

(I don’t remember much of him, only that Yoda told him to get inspiration from his other brother’s)

Doesn’t like people

Keeps mostly to himself

Overcoming some trust issues

Doesn’t like to ask for help

Jek is his best friend and batchmate

Can’t drink

Sometimes clumsy

Jek:

(Like with Rys I don’t really remember him. I think Yoda told him to rely more on his brain instead of his weapon)

Straight forward/ blunt

Growing confidence

Loves his Z-6 rotary cannon

Explosions yay

Has never eaten a waffle

Doesn’t like massiffs

Sergeant Hound:

The actual baby

Loves animals

Has space tock and spacetagram for Grizzer

Very affectionate and caring

Can also be very strict and controlling

Protective af

Will show everyone his precious babies (the massiffs)

Patient af

Has dog snacks in his pockets. Always.

Cute laugh

Always proud when he makes someone else laugh

Offers pet therapy

Has a good nose

Sometimes very goofy

Lieutenant Thire:

The baby of the command line

Actually older than Fox and younger than Thorn

Tired

Tries to be more optimistic

Loves sleep

Very organized

Lawful good

Soft

Short hair cause it’s easier to handle unlike his life

Can sleep anywhere like a cat

Careful in everything he does

Yet gets injured very often

Shares a room with Stone, Thorn and Hound (they could have had their own rooms but they prefer to share)

Commander Stone:

Younger than Fox, older than Hound

Likes to be alone

Makes his own moonshine

Weird af humor no one understands

Doesn’t like to show his emotions

Actually dislikes caf but is forced to drink it

Makes holos whenever he is not on coruscant and sends them into the corrie group chat

A good photograph

Likes rock and metal

Commander Thorn:

Older than Fox

A menace to everyone

Likes to fool around but will be serious if needed

Big heavy guns cause big dick energy

Loves sarcasm and irony

Funny depressed

A Thor fanboy

dyed his hair blond and grew it a bit out

Smart but likes to act dumb smt

Makes the worst caf

Good friend

loves to drink

Probably a taylor swift fan

Commander Fox:

Marshal commander

Was in a batch with Wolffe, Cody, Rex, Ponds, Bly

Wolffe is his older twin

Tired depressed

Insomnia

Refuses or has no time to sleep until he gets sedated

Gifted kid burnout

A good soldier

Dark humor

Sly and smart

Thinks outside the box to get the best results

Thorn's caf destroyed his taste buds

Protective af

Loves his vode sm

Hard shell, soft core

Force sensitive without knowing

Blackouts

Vode killer

Knows everything about Coruscant and could walk blindly trough it

Tormented/ scarred soul

Has his own room for various reasons

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My corrie ocs:

Corrie chief medic Patcher:

He is Ori'vod™️

Was in a batch with Neyo, Bacara and Gree

Loves blue milk

Will patch up anyone and anything

Russian cursive handwriting no one can read

Scars everywhere (literally)

Has several medics under his wing

Lost one eye (it got replaced by a cybernetic one) and dyed the other red

Intimidating af

Trust issues

Will break your bones if it means u heal faster

Protective af

The only one allowed to give Fox medical treatments

Does therapy sessions for his brothers

Can’t smile

Stitch:

Rainbow squads actual baby

Anxious medic

Curious

His face is full of stitches

Soft and gentle

Can appear very calm despite being not

Loves flowers

Out grew his hair a bit

Likes studying

Caring

Smt very tired of his squad (he loves them)

Tea > caf

Sticker:

Rainbow squads baby

Always optimistic and positive

Adventurous

Has no sense of orientation

Loves tooka and shows ppl random tooka holos

ARC

Very smart but also very naive

Can’t sit still

Loves to tinker and engineer or invent stuff

Laid back

Risk blind

Clingy and sticks to people

Cuyan:

Lost his former battalion, went into jail and ended up joining the corries

Pessimistic

Trust issues

Half of his body is burnt

Depressed

Doesn’t know how to show affection

Would rather eat a hamster than admit that he loves his new squad

Sees no point in anything but will live for his squad

Can’t taste anything unless it’s very very extremely spicy or sour or sweet

Redd:

Loves red

A thief

Will steal not only your heart

Sniper

ARC

Flirtatious

Loyal af

Got tortured

Lowkey has an alcohol problem

Looks always good

Good eyes

Easy going

Loves to mess around and break some rules

Tattoos on one of his leg

Tongue piercing

Sergeant Strife:

Loves astronomy

Has a solar system tattooed on his back

K’oyacyi tatt under his eye

Loves harmony

Will solve any problem with his fists

Has a secret boyfriend which is not really a secret

Likes to sew and crochet for all the corries

The only one who can cook a little

Buir of his squad

Has a beard

Serves directly under Thorn

[allanalightwood]

I'VE BEEN THINKING ABOUT THIS ALL NIGHT LAST NIGHT.

On Coruscant:

Some teenager to their friend's holocam: GREETINGS! We're playing fuck, marry, kill today... AH a victim. *runs to the Corrie guard near a coffee stand 'patrolling', the cam is shaky as the cameraman holding said holocam is running.*

teenager 1: Hello there, sir! Would you like to play a game? *pans to the fucking Commander of the Guard holding a cup of caf still wearing his bucket*

Fox: *sighs*

Thorn and Jek, somewhere in the background: Go on, sir!

Fox: Fine. What is it?

Teenager 1: Fuck, marry, kill Jedi edition.

Thorn: *actually choking on laughter*

Teenager 2: *laughing behind the cam*

Teenager 1, immediately: Luminara Unduli, Quinlan Vos, and Obi-Wan Kenobi.

Fox, is standing so still staring at the kid through the visor: Marry Unduli, Kill Vos... MOVING ON.

then his comm chirps. what the fuck do you mean palpatine's dead? HE'S A SI- WHAT?

the video's posted on space internet. BAM chaos ensues.

[mearchy]

The Red Flag Blues - Chapter 1 

(Part 1 of A Red Sun Rising)

Rating: M

Words: 1/11 Chapters, 4.6k words

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death, Bombing, Violence, Suicide, Police Brutality

Relationships: CC-2224 | Cody & CC-1010 | Fox, Original Clone Trooper Character & Original Clone Trooper Character, CC-1010 | Fox/Clone Commander Thorn, CC-5869 | Stone & Clone Commander Thorn, Minor or Background Relationship(s)

Most Relevant Additional Tags: Deep Dive/Worldbuilding, Coruscant Guard, Enemies to Friends, Fox Is Not A Good Person (genuinely) But He's Trying, Minor CC-2224 | Cody/Obi-Wan Kenobi, Clone Commander Thorn is So Done, Mandalorian Clone Troopers, Manipulative Sheev Palpatine

Summary:

While on leave on Coruscant, a squad from the 212th battalion is given a straightforward mission - to help track down a Navy officer gone MIA. But everything is not as it seems in the Republic capitol. As he and his men race against the clock to find the officer and secure the valuable intelligence secrets he carries, Marshall Commander Cody becomes increasingly tangled in the obscure politics of the ignominious Coruscant Guard. What they discover about each other will challenge everything they've come to believe about themselves and the war they're fighting - and perhaps, will alter its course irrevocably.

My notes: I’ve been working on this on and off for two-ish years and the fact that I’ve finally got enough nailed down to feel comfortable putting the first chapter up is WILD. Anyway, this is a pretentious depression slurry as well as an opportunity for me to do some worldbuilding and psychological deep dives. It’s definitely heavy angst, but not quite the kind of CG whump that I think pulls fandom hits. I’m still having faith there are a couple kindred nerds out there who want to read something like this. This fic will not be abandoned (a lot is already written) but I make no promises about regular updates.

[pevensiechase]

Star Wars: The Clone Wars Incorrect Quotes As Said By My Friends (Part 5)

Jesse: Hey, Fives, what number in the alphabet is letter "Peth"? Fives, counting on his fingers: Aurek, besh, cresh, dorn, esk, forn, grek, herf, isk. . .wait. I forgot how the alphabeth goes. Give me a minute. ------ Qui-Gon: I'm a failure, but it's beautiful. ------ Echo: My watch is telling me to breathe. Rex: Your watch is telling you to breathe? Fives, playing a video game: Aww, man, you found a banana? ------ Anakin: Master, are you making a voodoo doll? Ahsoka: *chuckles* What? Let me see! Anakin: Well, I saw him stabbing something. Obi-Wan, sarcastically: Yes, Anakin. I'm making your voodoo doll, so if you feel anything weird, it's not me. ------ Thire, conducting an experiment: Hey Rhys, can you swallow pills? Jek: *laughs* Can you swallow pills? Rhys: Uhhhh, yes? Thire: Okay, cool Ugh, this is awkward. Thorn, can you swallow pills? Jek, not wanting to waste time: HEY EVERYBODY! THIRE WANTS TO KNOW IF YOU CAN SWALLOW PILLS! ------ [playing a wheel game] Echo: Fives, it's your story. You get to decide. Except for what the wheel said. You can't decide any of that. ------ Fives: What if I just. . .dump this salt on you? Jesse: Why? I'm not a snail. ------ Fives: Are you guys eating Froot Loops? Kix and Jesse: *doing paperwork* Kix: No. Jesse: Does it look like we're eating Froot Loops? ------ Hardcase: Yeah, bro. I gotchu. I should just buy and try out all the new foods for you. I need test bunny cash! Kix: You mean guinea pig? Hardcase: Yeah! Test bunny, guinea pig. Same thing. Jesse: *snorts* Test bunny. ------ Fives: Just move the horse piece. Echo: Horse? It's a knight. Fives: I don't play chess, so I call it a horse. Echo: Knights ride horses, Fives. ------ Thorn: I listen to that song astronomically a lot. Astronomically a lot. Wow, great grammar. Great Basic* *Basic is Star Wars for English

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[clonetroopercantina]

Clone Unit of the Week: Coruscant Guard

The Coruscant Guard were a specialized corps of clone troopers, led by Commander Fox (CC-1010), tasked with maintaining order and security on the Republic capital world of Coruscant - alongside the non-clone Senate Guard and Coruscant Security Forces. They also provided protection for Republic officials on diplomatic missions to other planets throughout the galaxy.

[wantonlywindswept]

👀 (which by the way is a genuine reaction to your "I have so many things" tag-comment)

haaah there were. so many ideas. few of them coherent. x_X

this one i do actually want to finish at some point; it's corrie guard shenanigans, SOME of them trust that the jedi might be able to fix things so uh. they try. to maybe do that.

...kidnapping may or may not be involved.

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Jek liked to think that he was a good soldier.

He wasn't the best--he would happily leave that to Commander Fox's batch and whatever tube glitch had resulted in Captain Rex--but he was decent. A solid middle. He got the job done, he worked hard, he didn't complain. (And not just because complaining on Coruscant could easily mean a recon.)

The point was, he didn't deserve to be put on trial for treason.

"It's only treason if it's against the Republic," Rys pointed out. "This is just standard treachery. That's prison time, at most."

"For natborns, maybe," Jek mourned. "Pretty sure if we fuck up they just send us back to Kamino for a refund."

"You are both following orders," Commander Thire gritted out, "So if anyone is brought up on charges, it will be me."

That made Jek feel a lot better, actually.

"Now shut up."

"Yessir," he and Rys chorused.

They marched crisply on either side of the heavily-laden hovercart, Thire in the lead as they made their way towards the entrance to the Jedi Temple. The loading bay was relatively busy this time of day, which is why Thire chose it, and they didn't expect too much scrutiny: clones came and went from the Temple all the time.

Not Guard clones, admittedly, but this was their city. Technically they had the right to go wherever they wanted.

A thought occurred to Jek then, flitting across his mind like one of those colorful flappy insects that Mack had tattooed on his arm.

"So, what do we do if General Yoda isn't here?"

Thire stumbled over his own feet.

Huh. 

"You mean you haven't already thought about that?" Rys hissed. He laid a hand atop the largest crate--the most important crate--on the hovercart, fingers spread out protectively across the smooth durasteel. "What if they want us to leave it in his room? If he's out on a mission he could be gone for months--"

"We're fucked if he's gone for more than another two hours," Jek pointed out helpfully.

"I will figure it out," Thire snapped. 

Two days into his new commission and he was already able to spew banthashit like the rest of the Commanders. Incredible.

"Are there even any other Jedi we could trust?" Jek asked. They'd met Master Yoda on the mission to Rugosa, so they knew he was a good person, but none of them really had experience with any of the other Jedi.

"Sinker said that General Koon is pretty good," Rys offered.

Thire snorted.

"General Koon actually likes Commander Wolffe. There's gotta be something wrong with him if he willingly puts up with that level of crazy."

"Maybe Kenobi? Commander Fox always bitches about Marshall Commander Cody going on about him."

Rys grimaced, shaking his head.

"He's Skywalker's master."

All three of them shuddered. Skywalker was friends with the Chancellor, and Commander Fox regularly came back from meetings with the Chancellor sporting mysterious injuries that somehow never got recorded on his medical file.

They all knew better to trust anyone that was on good terms with the Chancellor.

"What about General Windu?" Rhys suggested.

"What about me?"

[seven-oomen]

YODA YOU FUCKING TROLL

He says, riding piggyback on a clone.

Also clones having different force signatures is fucking canon:

I AM FUCKING DED.

[fettclonegifs]

"There's gotta be a full battalion in there. Probably packing armor too."

"We'll have something for 'em"

Rys and Jek, along with Yoda and Lieutenant Thire from The Clone Wars season 1 episode 1 "Ambush"

[kingtransgender]

im a clone fan first and foremost and a tcw fan second so i started a video series of clone moments from the show

[redrobinhoods]

seconds and years | epilogue

AO3 Link | 1,300 words (approx) | Prologue, Chapter 18

Author Note: A big thank you to everyone who has read this fic and any of the other fics in this series! <3

I'm so excited to finally wrap Foxes and Senators up after just over two years of writing it, most of which I confess was finishing this fic. The last two years have changed my life for both the better and the worse and with the ending of this series, I can close that chapter in my life and move onto the next one.

It was hot on the rooftop, sunlight beating down onto reinforced plating as the man lay there, his rifle waiting at his side. But he liked the heat.

Down below, crowds bustled on the busy street. The work week was over for most beings, leaving them free to return home for a few days rest or, in one particular case, to grab a drink with buddies.

The comm on his wrist buzzed and he slowly brought the rifle to his shoulder, careful lest the setting sun catch the muzzle. He waited with crosshairs on the street corner, finger on the trigger-guard, for his target.

The man appeared less than a minute later.

The bounty hunter took in a slow breath as he tracked the target, exhaling as he pressed his finger to the trigger. When his breath stopped, he fired.

He pushed himself back from the edge of the building as the crowd began to panic, packing up the rifle out of sight from the street below. Before he could sling the rifle on his back he heard a shout from below.

“Here! Give him here!”

“We’ll take him to the medical center.”

From his perch, the bounty hunter could watch as the speeder took off towards the medical center. It would not reach it.

The bounty hunter was waiting when the speeder pulled up to the Misfit II and the two beings disembarked.

“Did you stop for caf or something?” Thire asked as they approached.

Ilven shook his head. “Got caught in a traffic jam, actually.”

“Apparently someone was assassinated and there’s a lot of beings freaking out.” Jek continued.

“An assassination?” Thire raised his brows in mock surprise. “The whole galaxy is going to shit.”

“Right? Give us a hand to get him in the cooler.”

-

Wolffe almost didn’t recognize the man approaching him. The red tattoo of the purge troopers that cut across the right side of his face had changed. The ‘45’ had been filled in, the square extended upwards into his hairline and downwards to meet with the line running down his cheek. Only the pixelation over his brow remained unchanged.

“You look well.” Thire said as he stopped before him.

Wolffe took a moment to take in the black light armor Thire wore before meeting his gaze. “So do you. Civvies suit you.”

Thire’s brows raised. “I don’t think either of us is wearing civvies, Wolffe.”

“Touché.” Wolffe had sold his stormtrooper armor for scrap, exchanging the credits it brought him for tactical clothing left over from the Separatist civilians who had resisted the early days of the Empire. Grey was grey, but the few grey shirts he had found in the exact shade of the 104th had been swiftly purchased.

Thire flicked his finger against Wolffe’s chest, a grin forming at the sound of the impact on a plastoid breastplate. “Subtle.”

Wolffe made a show of hiking his bag onto his shoulders. “Are we going to stand here all day?”

“I’m just enjoying the peace and quiet.” Thire laughed as they turned towards the Misfit II.

-

Fox couldn’t help the wide grin stretching across his face as the four commanders disembarked from the speeder. “You all made it.”

“We couldn’t reach a consensus on who to throw out the airlock.” Wolffe said, returning Fox’s grin as he embraced him. “I rescind all ‘silver fox’ jokes from the war, I can feel grey hair coming in.”

“Why do you think I let Stone and Thorn snatch those two up?” Fox said, looking towards Jek and Thire.

“Because you were too busy throwing Kilo into the bin.” Jek retorted as Fox threw his arms around the two of them.

Fox looked over their shoulders to see Ilven standing a polite distance back, watching them. Fox fixed him with a glare. “Get in here. Just because you’re a poor Corrie doesn’t mean you get to skimp on your duties.”

He could hear Wolffe and Riyo talking behind him as they tugged Ilven into the embrace.

“I hate you.” Ilven grumbled as he obliged.

“I will drown you in the lake.” Fox whispered in return, squeezing the three of them. His Corries. “Right after we chuck Jek in the bin, for old times’ sake.”

Jek’s shoulder shook in a chuckle. “I feel so loved.”

“And what do I get to suffer?” Thire asked as the embrace ended.

Fox frowned. “Therapy.”

-

It had been a long time since Fox had heard them laugh like this. Dinner had come and gone; they had fallen into old kitchen routines from the Misfit that had Riyo shaking her head from the countertop as she directed them with Jek laughing at her side. But the fog of tension that had been present on the ship was gone. Though the cooling evening air had brought its own fog with it, it stayed wrapped around the trees surrounding the small clearing, dancing among them in the light of the fire.

Riyo’s head lay in his lap and he stroked her hair idly as they talked. Thire and Ilven had taken up a similar position with the addition of the tookas, Thire’s head resting against the side of Ilven’s thigh, Astera purred on his chest as he stroked his hands through her yellow fur while Phengari slept, merely a white ball of fur, upon his shoulder. Not to be outdone, Wolffe had lain himself down with his head resting on Jek’s calf, feet nearly in the fire as Jek balanced small twigs from the ground around them on top of his head.

A year had passed by since he had last seen them. A year that had allowed him and Riyo to fall back into their old routine. They had saved enough to purchase the garage they had once rented, and their business had no signs of stopping soon. The first few months home, their days had been filled with repairs that had gone unfinished in their absence, weeks of broken and lagging equipment.

They had nearly missed the three-year anniversary of Fox’s death.

They hadn’t missed the two-year anniversary of Thire’s.

Wolffe had been the one to notice. He had said nothing the day they had decided to travel to Boonta, the day their starship had set before the moons of Iego. It had been brought to Fox’s attention only a few weeks ago, when Wolffe commed him with the idea of a reunion. Now Fox sat an armlength away from Thire, watching the light of the fire dancing through the curls in his hair. He would be all right.

They would all be all right.

Fox bent down to press a kiss to Riyo’s forehead as she laughed with Jek, Wolffe scowling at them. The Empire had failed to take this from them. The Empire had failed to keep any of them apart. Wolffe had brought them rumors of Cody’s movements and of a forming rebellion that kept the purge troopers occupied in the absence of Jedi. Thire had brought a list of bounties for imperial targets, some already claimed. Fox had shared his clean bill of health after the administration of the YMC-delta.

The Empire’s war machine was slowing as it met resistance. Perhaps that resistance would win, perhaps it would merely hold, perhaps it may only be delaying the inevitable. But, for now, they were safe.

Fox kept his gaze on Riyo’s face as the conversation continued to flow. She glowed in the light of the fire, the golden light dancing off the marks on her cheeks. For the first time, he truly accepted the future Numidian Prime held for them. The sleepless nights, the patter of small feet, a family. Not only brothers, but uncles to his children. Their children.

His oath for the Republic had been burned away when he had taken his vows with her, promises of ruin replaced by those of peace.

In that peace, it was time to build anew.

[doodlesaresketcheswithnoodles]

wasn't gonna post these, but since it will be a while before I can draw for myself again, here's the coloured sketches of the next SW illustrations I'd prepped up, this time random moments set during the Clone Wars

[yukipri]

Glitch | CT-1414

Clonetober 2022 #23

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[sadiecoocoo]

All you people saying there’s never been a force sensitive clone clearly never watched the Lego stuff and saw Jek-14 🙄