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Star Wars Incorrect Quotes as things my husband and I say to each other. (Other people thrown in)

Anakin, working on a speeder- Hand me the drill

Padme- Is that the one that looks like a blaster, and spins, or is that the stick that you twist?

Anakin, in disappointed shock- Didn’t your father own a construction business?

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Obi-Wan- I can never find my name on any of the gift store keychains

Cody- Yeah, that’s because your mom wanted to be “different” before it was cool

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Rex- Is this the reason you didn’t want to go see the Barbie movie with me?

Anakin, on the other side of the comm with Padmé talking about seeing Oppenheimer together- No, Rex to be honest that was a completely different reason

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Quinlan- You know what I think that may have been my fault

Obi-Wan - Oh is someone finally realizing actions have consequences?

Quinlan, deadpan- Don’t you have an illegitimate child?

(We have yet to confirm or deny if this guy is or is not the father but honey physical genetics are hard to deny)

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*Loud fart noise coming from Anakin’s side of the comm call* Anakin- Sorry I moved the mic too close to my clothes must’ve made a noise

Rex, used to it- I didn’t know cotton could shit itself

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Anakin- My friend once cooked a space raccoon he found on the side of the road. It was pretty kriffen good

Obi-Wan, appalled- What kind of people did your mother let you spend time with?

Anakin- Yea well she didn’t know about this friend

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Padme- You can’t cause any fights I know you don’t like him but it’s the kids birthday. Just keep things civil

Sabe- sure but I can promise you the mug will be meaning

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Anakin- You know I think you could take one thing from this moment

Obi-Wan- That you’re dumber than you look?

Anakin- Okay correction, you can take two things from this moment

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Anakin, madder’n hell- ion know whotha fuck ya think ya are but I’ll tell ya righ nowh I’ll beat yer ass back to Jesus if I’m needin ta

Rex, under his breath- Darn Tootin

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Obi-Wan- None of my relationships have been healthy

Anakin- yeah the older I get the more I realize I’m a victim

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Ahsoka helping Obi-Wan clean Anakin’s room- Shouldn’t we ask him before we do this?

Obi-Wan, full body laughing- Grab the trash bag roll

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Anakin- Would you give me a kidney?

Rex- No I have high-blood pressure because of you.

Anakin- *looking up if that’s a symptom of kidney failure* Yea well you make me sad

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Cody, after Anakin nearly crashed a speeder- You’d think after all these years you’d learn no to get in any type of vehicle with him.

Obi-Wan- I like the thrill of a light pole coming straight for me at breakneck speeds

Anakin- They pop out of nowhere I tell ya

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C3P0- You could be a little supportive

R2-D2- And you could let that get to your head

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I think I hate animating, but the 501st ✨Jack sparrow✨ run

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im sorry there is just something so sexy about how darth vader is this untouchable, unkillable dark menace to the entire galaxy, the son of the force and lord of the sith, and the only person who can defeat him is his old master, a hermit out of practice, all because nobody compromises vader like obi-wan, and nobody motivates obi-wan like vader.

vader cannot defeat the man who trained anakin, the man who loved him, because their history is so deep and their intimacy so high. it's like vader's terrifying evil superpowers just don't work against obi-wan, who is something so close to him as to be part of himself, who uses his own favorite moves against him in combat, and can always match and best him.

vader can wear a mask all he likes, but with obi-wan he doesn't have a false illusion surrounding him, the useful fog of fear that makes people curl up, hide, and lose to him. unlike everyone in the galaxy apart from sidious, obi-wan can really see vader and really know him, and vader can't defend against that. fighting obi-wan really does make vader seem weak.

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A mini animatic. All that time on that platform... poor Crosshair. [Spoiler-free]

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The GAR as Theo von quotes 🫡

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rip fives you would have loved roblox

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HES SO SWEET IM SCRATCHING THE WALLS RN

From the ST discord (god bless)

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Star Wars The Clone Wars As Things my husband and I say to Each Other PT.4

Padme- Okay all that's left on the list is, toilet paper, cling wrap, and pee pads.

Anakin- Pee pads?

Padme- Yeah I need pee pads.

Anakin- Why we don't have any pets?

Padme- No they're for me sometimes when I laugh or sneeze I pee.

Anakin- If you need diapers just say that.

Padme- *Stunned Silence*

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Fives- Babe can you help me with something?!

Echo, on commcall walking towards Fives's bunk- Depends on what-

Fives-*wearing nothing but his tattoo and a smile* It's kind of a hard job *Wiggles eyebrows*

Echo- I don't know maybe you should ask Rex for help

Fives-Wh....?

Rex over the comm-Hi Fives

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Obi-Wan, laying in bed facing away from Cody- I know your dirty little secret

Cody, half asleep- Yes it was me that ate your Nabooian food

Obi-Wan, sitting straight up in shock because he was going to say something about the dishes not being done- Why would you do that to me?

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Anakin, in a gross stained crop top- I think I could get a few more workout sessions in this

Ahsoka, fed up with crop top boy- It smells like curdled cheese and the pits are brown

Rex, offended for Anakin- Hey don't shit on his shine

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Tup- ALRIGHT WHO DID IT?

Kix, Hardcae, Dogma and Jesse-??????

Fives, knowing damn well that he used the last of Tup's expensive conditioner- Did what babe?

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Padme-Okay here is everything you need, call me if you need anything else we will be back later

Obi-Wan-Okay

*4 hours later*

Padme- I'm Back, Oh My God

Luke covered in glitter glue- Mommy!!

Anakin- *Howling with laughter*

Padme- I thought you said you knew how to take care of kids?

Obi-Wan-In my defense Anakin was a lot easier to tackle when he got into to stuff.

Anakin- *Laughs Harder*

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Kix- I wish you would grow up

Jesse- I am grown, *flexes muscles* See? Big Boy

Kid, meaning mentally - Not where it counts

Jesse, pouting- Awe but you said you liked it

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Anakin- You know sometimes the force just makes you go through the big sad

Obi-Wan, not playing into Anakin’s goad into talking about his mental health- Sorrows, Sorrrows, Prayers

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He's got jokes now

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when you hit 2:52 in blood sport and you have your mandatory emotional breakdown as the lord (Vessel) intended.

i hear i'm still your favourite regret, you're still my weapon of choosing and immediately take critical psychological damage and just fucken die.

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Romantic Confessions Part 10

Part 10/30

10. "Please. Please just listen to me."

Pairing: Fox x Rex

Rating/WC: M/2620

Warnings: Character death, angst, hurt/no comfort, unhappy ending

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Fox wants to fall to his knees. His knees shake violently, and he almost falls--someone catches him under his elbow, forcing him to keep his feet under himself.

"It was on stun," he breathes into his bucket, knowing the internal comm will carry his message even though it's barely audible.

Some part of him registers the Jedi yelling, the ray shield vanishing from around him and Rex. He hears words being said, but his brain can't comprehend them. He just can't. They don't make any sense, not when his lungs aren't working and blood is thrumming in his ears.

"It was supposed to be on stun," Fox's mouth forms the words, but he can't hear himself say them.

Is this shock? A tiny voice in his brain reminds Fox that this must be how the troopers on Umbara felt when Krell betrayed them. That's how Dogma described his own shock, anyway; all his senses dulled and nothing made sense anymore.

Nothing makes any sense right now.

Someone nudges him, and Fox almost falls over from the force of it, even though there was no force behind it.

"...ander? Commander Fox? What are our orders?" Thire, Fox registers.

Fox's throat is a desert. His tongue is sand paper. He's sweating, but he's shivering. He's burning up, but he's so cold. What's happening to him? What's happening at all?

"Commander?" Thire asks again, shaking Fox's arm.

"Report back," Fox croaks, watching the Jedi mumble something to Rex, who's holding the...the trooper.

"...sir?" Thire asks, sounding very unsure. "I don't think-"

"That's an order," Fox barks, and it sounds slightly more like his real self than this hollow, broken version of himself he feels like. "Now."

His men start to file out, Thire taking charge in herding them to where they need to go, already directing the debriefing process and what and to whom they're going to report this. The last thing Fox hears before they leave is Thire calling for the team to collect the body. 

The Jedi stands and stares at Fox, a look of pure hatred on his face. Fox thinks Jedi aren't supposed to hate. Or maybe they are, and Fox is just trying to shift his focus to someone else’s supposed fuck up.

The Jedi shoves past Fox, almost knocking him over, and then Fox and Rex are alone.

Alone, except for the trooper that Fox just put a blaster bolt through.

Rex is still holding onto the body, head bowed in grief. Fox doesn't know what to do, and he doesn't know what to say, and he doesn't know anything anymore. Nothing makes any sense, and his head is all foggy and dark and nothing feels real.

"Why?" Rex finally chokes out, opening his eyes and turning his accusatory gaze on Fox. Fox flinches, feeling his blaster slip from his slackened grip and clatter to the floor. "Why did you kill him?"

Fox feels like he might be sick. Actually, he's pretty sure he is going to be sick. Fox doesn't take his helmet off anymore, not unless he's locked himself away in his private quarters or Rex asks him to. But he takes it off now, because he's going to be sick, and he'd rather it not be while his bucket is still on.

"Why?" Rex repeats, and his voice is angrier, his eyebrows furrowed.

"I didn't mean to," Fox chokes out, swallowing back bile. "I'm sorry."

It sounds pathetic, even to his own ears, and he winces the second the words leave his mouth. Rex curls his lip in disgust, glare turning to hatred. "You're sorry?" Rex spits, as if the mere suggestion physically hurts him.

And Fox can't handle the idea of Rex hating him. Everyone hates Fox. He's a very hatable person. Even Fox hates Fox, maybe more than everyone else in the entire galaxy combined. That's easier to say now than it ever was, with Rex clinging to the trooper Fox killed.

"It was supposed to be on stun," Fox manages to say without breaking down.

"So your defense is that you're an incompetent idiot who doesn't know how to work a fucking blaster? Fuck the fact that you were in the top three of your class, right? I'm supposed to believe that?" Rex spits the words like they're poison, and they might as well be with how very nearly they kill Fox.

"I didn't do it on purpose," Fox says, and he can't keep the hurt out of his voice. The idea that he would ever purposefully kill a fellow clone is ridiculous. Except for when Rex accuses him of it while holding the body of the fellow clone he just killed.

When the 501st and the 212th killed each other in a battle on Umbara, both battalions had believed the other side were Umbrans using Clone armor as disguise. Even through the tragedy of comprehending and accepting they killed their own, they had the very real excuse that they did not knowingly kill their own. That they stopped the second they discovered the truth, that it was simply a tragedy with no clone at fault.

Fox doesn't have that. He knew this trooper was a clone. A crazy clone, a sick clone, a clone who attacked the Supreme Chancellor; but a clone all the same. He wasn't an enemy, he wasn't a separatist. A traitor, Fox could argue. But still a clone.

His blaster was on stun when he got his orders to stop the trooper. He had switched it on, because he knew he wouldn’t be able to handle killing a brother. No matter what the trooper had done. It was on stun. 

"You killed Fives," Rex says, and there's nothing but hatred and anger in his eyes. The same eyes that used to look longingly at Fox from across the training room. The same eyes that used to stare so fondly when Fox would pour his eighth cup of caf of the day, or when Fox would do something just a bit too asshole-y to be anything other than mean. The same eyes that never could hide Rex's true feelings, no matter how much Rex denied them.

Fox had taken it for granted. He had taken Rex's feelings for him, Rex's fondness and tolerance, for granted. He had always thought they would be there, that Rex would always like Fox on at least some level. No matter how much of an asshole Fox was being, or how many other people hated Fox; Rex would always be there.

And now he hates Fox, because Fox killed Fives. And there's nothing Fox can do or say to fix this.

Rex stands on shaky legs, stumbling closer to Fox. "You killed him," he accuses again, and there's no denying the hatred there. "You killed him."

Fox knows he shouldn't, but he reaches out to steady Rex. Rex partially melts into it, the part of him that's still a cadet looking up with stars in his eyes to the commander class clones. "I'm sorry, Rex." Fox’s voice has never been very expressive, but he hopes Rex hears the genuine sorrow and regret there. 

Rex shoves at Fox's chest, his anger returning, but he doesn't really try to pull out of Fox's arms. "I hate you," he growls, face a snarl.

Fox feels like it would hurt less if Rex just shot him for revenge. "Don't say that," Fox chokes, pulling Rex a bit closer by his arms. "Please. Don't say that."

"You didn't have to kill him, we had it under control!" Rex does try to get away now, but Fox holds him tighter. "I hate-"

"Don't," Fox begs, stepping further into Rex's space. "Please. I love you, Rex, please. Please just listen to me, please don't say that. I didn’t mean to." He dips his head, pushing their foreheads together. He wants to kiss Rex, to physically stop him from talking, and because he’s wanted to kiss Rex forever but he always came up with stupid reasons why he shouldn’t.

Rex's breath hitches at the confession, and he pauses for just a second. But then he hits his fists onto Fox's chest plate. It doesn't hurt, but it gets the message across just fine. "You can't say that now. It's too late now. You killed anything I felt for you."

Fox drops Rex's arms like they burned him, wishing he hadn't taken his helmet off after all. He wants to hide behind it, wants to keep his pain to himself. He wants to curl into a tiny ball and stay that way forever, where no one can see him and he can't hurt anyone. He wants to go back in time and tell the chancellor to fuck himself, he deserved to be attacked by a clone.

Rex's eyes fill with something that looks a little like regret, but he sets his jaw and doesn't take it back.

The team Thire had called files in, completely ignoring the two clones who could very well simply be guarding the body. They get to work, and Fox and Rex stare at each other. 

Fox molds his face into his practiced bored expression, the one he uses when someone digs just a little too deep into Fox, when they make him feel just a little too vulnerable. He used it a lot as a cadet, when he would piss Cody or Wolffe off too badly and they would viscously bite back, saying anything they could think of to make him feel small and curl in on himself.

Rex used to try and cheer Fox up, when that would happen. He used to follow Fox to his bunk, and sit beside him, and talk about nothing and everything all at once just to make Fox feel better.

He doesn't do that now. He turns to watch the crew cover Fives with a white sheet, and load him onto a stretcher, and start to lead the body away from the scene. Rex turns back to Fox, his eyes losing the fiery hatred and dimming into something broken and sad instead. 

Fox puts his helmet back on, because it's easier to handle Rex's hatred when he can hide. It's easier to pretend he isn't broken when he doesn't have to fix his face. And it's easier to pretend he doesn't exist when no part of him is exposed. He's just any other trooper now, faceless and nameless and identical to everyone around him. Easy to ignore and hard to notice.

Fox is a bad person, and he wants to hurt Rex back. He wants to say something that will make Rex feel small and broken, something that will cut Rex to his very core and leave him feeling just as in pain as Rex made him feel.

If this were anyone else in the entire galaxy, he would have. Without mercy or hesitation, he would have said something mean enough to scar. To maim.

But it isn't anyone else; this is Rex. And Fox has loved his brothers, and he's loved his Corries, he would die for any of them; but he loves Rex different. And he never wanted to hurt Rex, or piss him off, or make him look at Fox the way his brothers did. The way he is now.

The galaxy feels so much colder when Fox is truly, utterly alone. Rex was always there, always warm and bright in the back of Fox's mind, no matter how much he fucked up or how many of his men he got killed or how many of his brothers hate him. It was always okay, it was always manageable, because Rex would never hate him. Rex would always look at him with a mixture of hero worship that somehow never faded and love that only grew with time.

Except that's gone now. Fox killed it, just like he killed Fives. And Fox is alone in a galaxy where everyone either doesn't know him or they hate him. And no one is left to make him feel better.

Fox doesn't ever not hate himself, but it's easier to ignore when he's in full kit, completely hidden. He can pretend that everything hurting him is locked on the outside, and he's safe and sealed inside.

Fox steps away from Rex, out of his line of sight, out of his way if he wants to leave.

He hopes Rex understands how much Fox's silence represents. How, even though Rex hates him now, Fox still loves him.

Rex stares at him, eyes cold and guarded. When Thorn had died, Thire looked at him like that. Like he hated Fox, and blamed him, but didn’t want to. Like even though Thire hates his guts now and wishes Fox had died instead, he doesn’t want to feel that way. Which is almost worse, Fox thinks. As if despite Thire’s best efforts to not hate Fox, he simply couldn’t manage it. He tried not to hate Fox, but Fox is just too difficult to not hate. 

Rex is looking at him like that now. Like he doesn’t want to hate Fox, like he just can’t help it. 

Rex steps closer to Fox, hands clenching and unclenching his fists. For a second, Fox is convinced Rex is going to punch him. But he doesn’t, he does something worse. He reaches up and takes Fox’s helmet off, placing it on the crate Fox is standing in front of.

“Rex,” Fox breathes, unable to fix his face back into the bored mask. He doesn’t think he really wants to either; he wants Rex to know how much he regrets what happened. How much Fox is aware he ruined everything. 

Rex flicks his eyes between Fox’s, perhaps trying to find something. He leans in slowly, and Fox should stop him like he did that one time when they were still cadets; but he doesn’t. Rex’s lips press against his lightly, and it doesn’t feel like a first kiss. It doesn’t feel the way he had always pictured it would; it doesn’t make Fox feel safe and warm like he wanted it. It makes Fox feel cold, and alone, and he wants more. 

Rex pulls away with a sniff, looking down at Fox’s chin. He opens his mouth to say something, but nothing comes out. 

“Please,” Fox whispers, ducking his head to connect their lips again. Rex allows it, but doesn’t reciprocate. Fox cups the back of Rex’s head, tilting it slightly to change the angle, moving his lips along Rex’s. He so desperately wants Rex to kiss him back. He wants Rex to forget he hates Fox now, even if just for a second. He wants Rex to forgive him, to tell him it’s okay, that he knows Fox didn't mean to. 

Rex pushes back into it for just a second, his hands clinging to Fox’s waist, clicking their teeth together in his haste. And then it’s over; Rex is pulling back and breathing onto Fox’s lips, and when Fox tries to chase the kiss, he pulls back even more. 

Rex looks between Fox’s eyes, and Fox watches as they close off as clearly as if Rex had shut a door in Fox’s face. “I can’t,” Rex says, pulling away with an air of finality. 

“Please,” Fox tries again, knowing it won’t get a reaction. He watches as Rex grabs his helmet and tucks it under his arm, walking away without even a glance back at Fox.  

Fox allows his knees to finally give out, exhaling shakily. He grabs his discarded blaster, flicking the safety back on; because he's sure it was on. It should have been on.But it wasn't, and that mistake cost Fox everything.

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Clone Wars as Things my husband and I say to each other pt3.

Anakin- "You really know how to ruin a good time don't you?"

Obi-Wan, mad as hell- "A good time isn't you throwing me in a lake Anakin!!"

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Fives, blankly staring at the wall- "You ever think that the force put us in the galaxy just to watch us suffer?"

Anakin, also staring blankly after being punched by a toddler all day- "Absolutely."

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Rex-"I'm gonna count to three"

Fives, terrified- "What did I do?"

Rex- "one"

Fives, Running away.- "WHAT DID I DO??!!"

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Anakin- *walking by in a crop top and booty shorts (again?????)*

Ahsoka- "Why?"

Rex, without looking up from paperwork- "Smash"

Ahsoka- *Suspicious Side Eye*

*The person who wears this stuff is my husband's STRAIGHT MALE battle buddy and it's what he wears to the gym. It's a normal occurrence to see it in our home🤣*

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Obi-Wan- "Force I'm Parched"

Anakin, laughing at his choice of words- "There's a thimble of water in the ice chest if it would please thee."

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Obi-Wan, laughing- "Yeah, Master Qui-Gon used to fist fight me when I made him upset. Quinlan had to break one up once because he jumped on me and I couldn't get him off."

Quinlan, also laughing- "Yeah you had a massive bruise on your face for weeks after that"

The Council, Anakin, Ahsoka, Clone Troopers, Everyone else at the dinner table- *Appalled and Worried staring*

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Cody- "I don't rise and shine, I caffeinate and hope for the kriffing best."

Rex- "Amen"

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Padme- "I hope everything goes smoothly on your deployment . I don't know what I'd do without you."

Anakin, flexing in the bathroom mirror- "Yea don't worry baby, no one can take down this specimen." *does boom, boom, firepower from night the museum."

Padme, deadpan- "I take it back... die"

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Fives, after sex- "did you enjoy that?" *wiggles eyebrows*

Echo, already looking at memes- "Oh yes, the crossed eyes and heavy breathing when you came really set me off."

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Rex- "What. The. Kriff. Is that?"

Hardcase, holding a ham sandwich in one hand and a took a in the other- "I could totally make an ICarly joke right now."

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Ahsoka- "I'm hanging out with Bariss tonight."

Rex- "Great you're gonna come back stoned off your shebs."

Ahsoka, already out the door- "MAKE SURE WE HAVE SNACKS FOR WHEN I GET BACK!"

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Obi-Wan- "Love it's not that I don't like your family, it's just I'm not used to all the touchy feely, Lovey Dovey stuff."

Cody, after doing damage control after Obi-Wan pushed Crys away when he tried to hug him- "Well at least they now know you weren't loved as a child"

Obi-Wan, sadly- "yeah..."

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Obi-Wan- "Yea, Master Qui-Gon Loved Xanatos and Feemor more than me."

Anakin- "How? Xanatos has been to prison and Feemor Is probably gonna have 20 children by the time he's 30 if he keeps it up."

Fives- "Is it because your a Ginger?"

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Anakin, in traffic- "Kriff you, Sleemo!"

Rex- "isn't that a slur?"

Anakin- "Not if it's used properly, but the way I just said it. Yes

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Tup- "My stomach hurts"

Fives- "Ah yes hot bitch problems"

Tup, still in pain-"I don't feel very hot right now"

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Kix, finding the group after coming back from the bathroom in 79s- Some old man just tried to take me home.

Jesse,drunk- I wish an old man would try to take me home.

Palpatine- *Walks by*

Echo- "There's one"

Jesse, horrified- "Please don't let him take me. He smelt like dirt and vomit."

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Rex- "You should stop being so moody all the kriffing time"

Anakin- "At least I don't have sex with my socks on"

Rex, irritated- "I've already told you it kills the mood when my toes are cold!"

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*young Anakin and Obi-Wan at the zoo*

Anakin, with his tattooine accent- "Look buboons!"

Obi-Wan- "it's pronounced Baa-boon dear one."

Anakin- "that's what I said, buboon."

Obi-wan- "Baa-boon"

Anakin, annoyed- "we're saying the same thing, just in different fonts"

*this one was actually my mother in law and I but it was too funny not to put here. Also Southern Accent Anakin truther here.*

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See my problem is that I have a whole story line planned out for 2 different fandoms. But I am not a very strong writer like have the outlines written down for all of them and for the one fandom it's like a 15 book series but I'm afraid that I won't get what's in my head across in my writing and it sucks balls my dudes.

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Clone Wars Headcanons

Tattooine reminds me of like Southern America or even like Colorado/Wyoming area. So I have a major headcanon that people from Tattooine have a drawl when they speak. I can imagine that Anakin has somewhat lost that drawl over time, but, BUT, it comes out on certain words, (thinking of my own accent here, on things like Oil, Time, Don't, Etc. basically he adds too much inflection where it shouldn't be, or he takes out syllables) And it especially comes out when he's mad or *whispers* horny. It drives Padme and/or Rex absolutely crazy. Because as the saying from the great Trace Atkins goes. Ladies Love Country Boys.

Obi-Wan is not a kid person. He doesn't hate them, and if needed he's VERY good with them, but he just doesn't feel a connection towards them. It's the reason he keeps refusing to take another Padawan. When he took on Anakin, he thought he would mess up on the parenting because of this, but in reality Anakin couldn't have asked for a better father figure, and Anakin makes sure he knows it everytime his aversion to children is brought up, with Ahsoka agreeing whole heartedly. And as much as that touches him he'd still rather run head first into a wall before he raises another kid.

Cody is a 'loses everything, including clothes' drunk, which is why he doesn't do it very often. But one time Rex manages drag him to 79s, let's just say Rex had never seen so much of Cody before, and he never wants to see it again. And the next day Cody had to get a new ID card as well as a new Datapad. And still to this day Hardcase calls him Commander Swinger because of the eyeful he got when Cody dropped the tablecloth he wore on the walk back, in the middle of the 501st barracks.

When they're deployed on planets with jungles or wooded areas, Anakin allows Ahsoka to hunt, but only with a trooper not far behind her, because, you know, she's a teenager, and there's a little war going on atm. But Fives refuses to go with her anymore because he wasn't paying attention once and he heard some rustling in the bushes and looked over and when he shined his light he saw her with glowing eyes like a tooka and a huge dead animal in her mouth, dripping with blood. He's never fully recovered from the image and he's seen people die right next to him, but that was straight out of a horror holo. They got back to camp, marched right up to Rex and Anakin and flatly told them he was never doing that again and that he didn't care how much they outranked him, it wasn't happening. And they never asked him again because Rex had never seen him so serious.

Tup is afraid of flying, because once during a simulation as a cadet their gunship went down and he got thrown from it and even though it was a simulator it scared him and he never wants it to actually happen.

Echo, when he gets drunk doesn't go anywhere besides the barracks or 79s anymore, because one time him and fives got drunk and had a run in with Hound and Grizzler, and the damn lizard dog bit him on the calve and fives on the arm, and instead of patching them up Commander Fox just laughed at them while they sat in the drunk tank waiting for Rex to pick them up. He now also has a fear of massiffs even if they're friendly.

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I think it would be hilarious if he just bided his time and months later after they finally aren't on edge anymore he absolutely terrorizes them for DAYS😂😂😂😂😂

RIP Rex and his posse.