Curate, connect, and discover
Seeing echo’s ear like I’m a young man in the 1800s seeing a maiden’s ankle for the first time
the arc trooper charm 😉
lil fives sketch :)
y’know what i hate? drawing armour
no i wont apologize
anyone know anywhere or anyone that would sell an entire set of clone armour 3D printed? I would like to start cosplaying but have no 3D printer to make armour with :)
just a lil fox sketch tonight :)
fives doodle :)
trying out some new shading and hand anatomy so! fives!
hm. I never posted my fives' drawing here. so here! have some angst!
cody doodle :)
GIVE ME SOME 501ST SHENANIGAN FICS!
i require to see my boys happy and them being pranksters.
thank you.
a little bit of a redesign of bad batch echo
love a lil tuff of hair
The brush textures, lighting, and color tone have my whole heart! 💗
Echo with pspsps
Where there’s Echo, Fives isn’t far behind
Thanks for playing!
Aaaaah ohmygodness I was so surprised to see this!! It's beautiful thank you. Much love my friend. I'm so glad to have you in my life too! 💖💫💖💫💖
unposted WIP sneak peak because I’m boreddd
This is unedited so there may be typos-
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"I'mm borreeeedddd." Fives stated for what had to be the eightieth time.
"Me toooo" Hardcase replied.
"I'mm borreeeeddd" Jesse said this time.
"Me toooo" Fives replied.
I'mm borreeeeddd" Hardcase stated.
Me toooo" Jesse stated.
This had been happening for the past 25 minutes and Echo has had enough. All he wanted was to read this book given to him be the Commander after she had realized all he had for reading was the reg manuals, and decided he needed a new topic of interest. Echo had promised the Commander he would read the book and report back what he found interesting about this fictional story, and his di'kutla vod'e were making it reeaaalllyyyy hard to do so...
"I'mm bo- Hardcase was saying before being interrupted
"You know" Echo started, “I heard that Commander Tano snuck in something called popcorn and left it for anyone who finds. I'm sure she wouldn't mind if you had some." Echo told his brothers, catching their attention immediately.
"What's that?" Hardcase asked "Never heard of it. Is it like droid poppers or something?" Hardcase asked.
"No, you eat it."
"I don't know Echo; Droid poppers aren't good to eat..."
"No Jesse they're not-" Echo started before stopping to take a deep breath. "It's food. It's a salty kind of food that's like really good. You should go try some."
"I don't know, this just sounds like some scheme to get rid of us..." Fives said skeptically eyeing Echo who just stared back unamused. "But I am bored, soo, let's go." Fives said standing up and heading out of the barracks.
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That is all for now so… Bye peoples *Two finger salute falling backwards out of view*
Comfort
Characters: crosshair and hunter
Warnings: heavy angst,brief mentions of torture, other then that none
Summary: just two brothers who need each other's comfort after rescuing crosshair from the empire.
Notes: I wrote this mostly from Hunter's point of view. This is my first time posting a fanfic. I hope y'all will like it and enjoy!
The Marauder was jolted by the hail of blaster fire, as it broke free of the atmosphere, into space where it was finally able to make the jump to hyperspace.
Hunter let out a sigh of relief as the ship made the jump. He patted Echo, who was flying the ship, on the shoulder before going to check on the rest of his squad.
Tech was laying in his bunk with his eyes closed, his spare googles in his hand. But Hunter could tell he was not asleep by his uneven breathing. Omega was curled up by his side with her head on his shoulder and her arm wrapped tightly around Tech. "How you holding up Tech?"
"I am fine, I just require rest is all." Tech responded without opening his eyes. Hunter could feel the emotional storm brewing in him. After being with the Empire for weeks before they could locate him, Hunter knew that he would need more then just rest but he knew this wasn't the time to pry into Tech's emotions. Instead he moved his focus to Omega and felt his heart swell with love and pride. Omega had been in the hands of the Empire just as long as Tech but she was in better shape then Tech; seeing as the Empire focused their torture techniques on Tech instead of Omega.
Hunter knew the time with the Empire was still hard on her though, and he couldn't be more proud of how strong she was. He was so relieved to have her back, he would have moved galaxies aside to find her. Omega was like his daughter and he would never let anything happen to her again.
Hunter reached down and scooped Omega up in his arms, hugging her tightly to him. She sighed contently and snuggled into his embrace. "Let's get you to bed, young lady." Hunter said softly moving towards the space Wrecker had made for her but Tech's voice stopped him.
"Omega may stay here, with me, for a little while. If that is okay with her."
Hunter turned back to Tech to find him with his eyes now opened and looking at him. Only then did Hunter see the redness of his eyes and the tears in them. Hunter felt shock course through him as he realized Tech had been trying to hold back his tears. He hadn't seen Tech cry since they'd been cadets. He could sense that Tech didn't want to be alone and as if Omega could also sense it, she quietly said she didn't want to be alone either, and would stay with him to rest.
Hunter gently laid Omega back on the bunk and gave her a kiss on the forehead. He squeezed Tech's shoulder. "I'll be here when you wake up brother." Hunter's words were meant as more then just reassurance but also a offer to talk. Tech took a shuddering breath and nodded without comment. Hunter had never seen Tech seem so fragile and it broke his heart but he knew both Tech and Omega needed rest so he retreated back to the cockpit to find Wrecker snoring in the co pilot's seat. Echo was still in the pilots seat and scrolling through his data pad.
Hunter shook his head. He really had no idea how Wrecker could be asleep after just having the fight of their lives with the Empire to rescue Omega, Crosshair and Tech. He smiled slightly amused though and happy his vod was okay. Echo turned to him. "How are Tech and Omega?"
"They are resting. But I've not seen Tech this upset in a long time. They are all gonna need some time." Hunter sat down in the chair behind Wrecker and closed his eyes, letting himself reveal in the fact that not only had he gotten Omega and Crosshair back, but Tech was indeed alive and okay. And he was also back with them. Hunter had thought his heart stopped when he had first seen Tech very much alive but he couldn't be any more happier or greatful.
Echo's voice brought Hunter back from his thoughts. "Do you think Crosshair will want to stay with us?" The question brought a frown to his face. Hunter knew Crosshair was going to be the challenge. As soon as they had boarded the Marauder, Crosshair had retreated into the cargo bay and had not returned. Hunter knew he needed a few minutes to himself before he went down and checked on him. Which is why Hunter had decided to check on the rest of the squad first.
"He is gonna need more time then Omega and Tech. But yes, in the end we are a family and we stick together no matter what. And he's gonna need his family here for him ." Hunter said firmly.
Echo nodded. "We will be there."
Hunter decided he had gave Crosshair long enough and made his way to the cargo bay. He could feel the emotions rolling off of Crosshair. Anger, guilt, sadness, despair, and a overwhelming sense of relief from being freed.
Hunter found Crosshair sitting between some creates, his back against the wall with his legs pulled to his chest, arms wrapped around them with his head down. Hunter could hear his racing heart and his ragged breath.
Crosshair didn't look up as Hunter approached him, kneeling in front of him. As the swirl of emotions rushed through Crosshair, the one he decided to hold onto was anger; he felt weak and vulnerable and that was one thing he absolutely hated. "Go away." He sneered.
Hunter sighed, but didn't move. "I'm not going anywhere Cross." Hunter said softly. He knew Crosshair still felt betrayed by him. Hunter had felt guilty ever since leaving him on Kamino and then again on the landing platform. Hunter had wished everyday since then, that he had done more to get Crosshair to go with them.
"Don't act like you care, Hunter." Came the crude response. He still didn't look at Hunter or move. Hunter was knew that Crosshair didn't want him to see him vulnerable but Hunter also knew he needed to push him, just a bit, to get him to open up and let everything out. Crosshair was a closed off person and preferred to keep everyone at arms length. He rarely opened up to his brothers but when he did, it was always to one of them, never anyone outside the squad. So Hunter knew that whatever Crosshair had went though; he had gone through it alone. Holding everything in.
"Crosshair, look at me." Hunter commanded in his strict Sargent voice.
"Leave me alone! I am not one of you anymore." The sorrow in Crosshair's voice along with his words was enough for Hunter to feel like his heart had just been sliced into.
Hunter moved slowly and carefully into the small space next to Crosshair. With his back to the wall, his legs stretched out, Crosshair was to his left and the stack of creates were to his right. He placed his hands in his lap and settled in to wait. Hunter was determined to not leave until Crosshair and him were on good terms and that he knew Crosshair was going to be okay. Hunter also promised himself that he would never leave Crosshair behind ever again no matter what.
Crosshair's breath hitched as Hunter moved closer. And Hunter could sense him fighting for control of himself.
"Listen, I know I did you wrong. When I first left you on Kamnio, it was because you were trying to kill us. Then we didn't come back because it was too dangerous. That wasn't fair to you. We let you down...I let you down."
Hunter paused, waiting to see if Crosshair would respond, in which he did not. Hunter knew he was waiting on him to continue so Hunter pushed passed the lump in his throat, took a deep breath and continued.
"When you brought us back to Kamnio and I stunned you, I was bringing you with us. I was going to make sure you had your inhibitor chip removed. Then I was going to give you a chance like you gave us. But things went wrong, you woke up and you chose the Empire over us again. I should have pushed harder for you to come with us-no i should have...I should have begged you to come with us."
Hunter's voice broke at the last sentence and he gulped. Blinking back the burning behind his eyes, he looked over to Crosshair. Who slowly lifted his head but didn't turn to look at him or speak.
"But your wrong Cross, you are one of us. Always have been, even after everything."
"32 rotations...."
"What?"
"32 rotations, I spent on that platform, wishing you would come back for me. Wishing I'd gone with you." Crosshair whispered and Hunter felt his heart stop as the thought of 32 rotations-longer then a month- ran through his mind. Hunter felt broken, knowing his brother had spent a whole month on that platform before the Empire showed up for him.
"I'm so sorry Crosshair." Hunter responded horsely. Crosshair scoffed. "I don't want your pity."
"I don't pity you, I feel responsible." Hunter responded with the truth because he did indeed feel responsible and guilty.
Crosshair finally looked at Hunter, eyes red from crying, tear tracks still visible on his thin face. He had his lips pressed together in a line with a slight scowl. Hunter could see the emotional turmoil in his intense gaze and hear his uneven, heavy breathing as his heartbeat raced. "It wasn't your fault Hunter. You just did what you needed to. You did what you could to protect the other's." Crosshair said quietly in a much calmer voice.
Hunter realized that Crosshair had just needed him to admit he was wrong and apologize for not coming back for him for Crosshair to forgive him. Hunter felt relief wash over him but he wasn't sure if he'd ever really truly forgive himself for leaving Crosshair behind.
"My chip stopped working right after I got burned on Bracca. I wanted to come back but half the time my chip was still working...controlling me, and I couldn't leave."
"You could have called us Cross. We would have came for you if we had known."
"I couldn't...I'm a monster, Hunter. I've done terrible things. Things I didn't want to do but couldn't stop myself....because good soilders follow orders." Crosshair whispered, looking utterly broken. Hunter felt his chest tighten with sorrow for his younger brother.
"The Empire played you, they made you do those things. It was the Empire not you." Hunter reassured. Placing a hand on Crosshair's shoulder.
"I don't belong here...I'm not a good person-not like you...or the others."
"You do belong here Crosshair, you always have and you always will. We are your family. We want you." Hunter stated firmly.
It was with this that Crosshair finally broke down and started to sob loudly and uncontrollably. Hunter reached forward and pulled Crosshair close as his brother crumbled to piece in his arms. Crosshair laid his head on Hunter's shoulder, as his tears soaked Hunter's shirt.
Crosshair leaned into his brothers touch, he hadn't been held in so long by anybody. He had been so lonely for so long. He'd never admit to Hunter or anyone else but he secretly loved the wrestling with Wrecker or the rare occasions he would get a pat on the back from Hunter, Tech, or Echo. Feeling the loving touch of his brother made him sob all the harder. Making him wish for the millionth time, that this would have never happened to him. That he would have never left his brothers in the first place.
Hunter sat there with his arms wrapped tightly around Crosshair for a long time. Hunter didn't speak. Just being there for his brother and letting him get it all out. Eventually, the sobbing started to quiet away and when Crosshair's breathing was almost back to normal, he pulled away, wiping his nose with the back of his hand. He settled next to Hunter with his back against the wall. Looking away from his brother.
Hunter knew it was alot for Crosshair to let anyone see him so vulnerable. He knew his little brother didn't like to show any weakness so he wanted to remind him that it was okay to open up every once in a while. "It's okay to be human Cross, I will always be here for you. I won't ever leave behind again....whenever you need to talk, I will be here. And I won't tell anybody. I promise you."
Crosshair hummed, processing the words. After a few minutes of quiet, he finally turned back to Hunter. "Thank you, for bringing me home." He said so quietly, that Hunter wouldn't have heard him if he didn't have enhanced hearing. Hunter felt happiness rush through him, and smiled softly at Crosshair. He knew, then, that Crosshair would eventually be okay. Yes it would take time, but he would be okay. And he was home with them. Once again, they were all together again.
"Welcome home, brother."
My love for this man knows no bounds
Masterlist
Fives: We may have a problem.
Echo: You were born my twin?
Fives: .....
Echo: .....
Fives: Low blow, you deal with these ice wolves on your own.
Echo: Deal with WHAT????
Petition to raise Echo's salary. This man needs a break from not only his brothers and sister but also from...life bro!
Let him grieve this he's lost, let him breathe from the Empire for a minute, let him meditate (because of course he would), let him accept what happened to his body after Skako, let him have a moment to PORCESS WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING. I think he needs it but I think WE, as a collective, need it too.
I think this sums up a lot of their relationship (even down to the short/tall jokes)
Rex, walking into their house: Hello, people who do not live here.
Fives: Hey.
Echo: Hi.
Tup: Hello.
Jesse: Hey!
Rex: I gave you the key to my place for emergencies only!
Hardcase: We were out of Doritos.
Fives: I turned out perfectly fine!
Echo: Fives, this morning you thought a ghost made your toast
Fives: I DIDN’T PUT THE BREAD IN! YOU DIDN’T PUT THE BREAD IN!!!
would anyone be interested in a modern day supernatural/monster au of the clone wars featuring the clones and my ECT-666 Sonna? I already have the premises' of 21 chapters fleshed out. A lot of angst, so much tooth rotting fluff. Would anyone be interested?
Please enjoy this not proofread not edited not ready WIP! we need more baby ahsoka & clones in the world
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For the first time in his (relatively short) life Rex was at a loss.
They were investigating some temple on behalf of the Jedi. Anakin had been sent because of his intense attunement to the Force and the 501st had happily followed his lead. Rex hadn’t gotten much out of the man, just that the Jedi would know what to do and all he needed to worry about was following their lead.
Rex was going to kill him.
When they first landed and entered nothing had seemed off. It was an old, crumbling structure built by neither Jedi nor Sith millenia ago. The Jedi wanted it investigated due to the strange flow of energy around it, an energy that had steadily been increasing over the past month until the signal reached Coruscant itself. Rex had braced himself for mental games or mind tricks but there had been nothing.
In fact, there had been so little sign of anything that Anakin decided it would be best for them to split up. Coming as a surprise to no one Ahsoka took Fives, Echo, and Rex along with her down the side passageways, leading them through a winding maze Rex wasn’t sure he’d be able to figure out on his own.
Which was what led them here.
Rex stared down at the three children in front of him and felt the vague urge to cry.
Fives blinked up at him, his big eyes full of curiosity as he looked at Rex’s armor. Rex, still frozen from where he’d busted through the door that had trapped his compatriots, watched as his second waddled up to him and grabbed his kama.
“Fives?” Rex croaked, incredibly out of his depth.
Fives laughed brightly, “See Echo! I told you it would catch on.”
Echo, now half his original size, scowled, “No fair. Why do you get the fun name?”
Ahsoka, his little commander, his almost-sister, his charge, stuck her finger in her mouth and immediately jammed it into Echo’s ear.
Echo yelped, scurrying away from the girl who was grinning with her fangs out, “Ew!”
“What’s your name?” Ahsoka asked, seemingly innocent.
Echo grumbled quietly so they couldn’t hear, still trying to wipe the spit out of his ear.
Fives ran over to him, laughing all the way, “It’s Echo! It’s ‘cause he only repeats what the trainers say!”
“Shut up!” Echo’s face lit up red as he smacked his brother, “I do not!”
“Ow!” Fives whined, rearing up to hit Echo back, “Don’t be such a tubie!”
“I hate you,” Echo growled, “Stop being so mean.”
“I’m Ahsoka!”
Both clone cadets momentarily paused to look at the togruta girl.
“I’m a Jedi!”
And with that their feud was forgotten. Rex sighed and walked over, accepting that this was his life now, as Echo launched question after question at a giggling Ahsoka. Fives was trying to bodily drag her away to see her do “cool Force shit,” leaving Rex to wade in between the pack to pick up the little padawan.
“Hey,” Fives complained, “Give her back.”
“Hush,” Rex fixed him with a look, “Give me a sitrep cadet.”
Fives rolled his eyes, a move that would’ve gotten him another hour of training at the least on Kamino, while Echo stiffened into a less than perfect parade rest.
“Sir!” Echo started, his voice just a little too loud in the echoing chamber, “Myself and CT-5555 were enjoying our downtime in the bunks. We were taking the allotted rest period to sleep and woke up here in this…where are we? Sir.”
Rex sighed, rubbing his eyes with his free hand, “We are on the planet Erot in the Outer Rim. As for the name of this place, I was not granted access to that information.”
All three kids' eyes widened.
“Outer Rim?” Ahsoka asked, “That’s so cool!”
Rex shifted her onto his hip so she’d be easier to carry. If he had to guess, they were all about five or six standard years. They could speak plainly and fluently and had little coordination issues, but they were much younger then they’d been a mere five minutes ago.
“Ahsoka,” Rex started, “Do you remember what you were doing in this room?”
Ahsoka shook her head, now looking around the space, “No. I was in the creche with Uzaa and we were going to class with Master Che. I was late.” Ahsoka looked down sheepishly, a blush of her own on her face.
Rex smiled weakly, “It’s alright. We’ll work it out.”
“Who are you?” Fives piped up, never content with being silent too long.
“I’m Rex,” he could answer that at least, “Captain Rex.”
“Captain?” Echo looked up at him with something like admiration, “Wow. Does that mean the war has started?”
“What war?” Ahsoka asked, now alarmedly squirming in Rex’s arms, “Why do you all look the same?”
Rex winced, “It…may be best if we regroup before we talk about everything,” he said apologetically, “But I’ll explain.”
Ahsoka frowned, wiggling so much that Rex gave up and just set her down, “Okay. Are we going back home?”
That was a good question. Right now Rex wasn’t sure what to do with his sort-of soldiers. And there was no way he was getting back through the tunnel system without a guide to help.
Rex looked around the room, searching for clues or hints of what did this to them. There were strange carvings on the floor in the center and metal piping running along the ceiling, but other than that the place seemed empty. Devoid of anything and everything except for the group of four at the door.
Rex pinched his nose as he pulled up his comm, already dreading this call.
“Skywalker here, what’s your status Rex?”
“Uh,” Rex looked down at three innocent and eager faces, “I need a rendezvous at my position ASAP.”
“What?” Skywalker’s voice changed, now startled and anxious instead of cool and collected, “What happened to Ahsoka? She can’t lead you?”
Ahsoka gasped, “He knows me?”
“...What was that?”
“That is my predicament sir,” Rex sighed again, “I believe your padawan activated something. ARC troopers Fives and Echo are down along with Tano.”
“ARC trooper?!” Fives cried in excitement, now bouncing on his toes, “We make ARC troopers?”
Rex gave all three of them a scolding look and pressed a finger to his lips. They all looked down at their feet, adequately shamed.
“Riiight,” Skywalker drawled, “Sounds like I should see this myself. I’ll be there in a few minutes.”
“Bring Kix please,” Rex tiredly requested.
“Of course,” Skywalker sounded less upset now. It helped soothe some of Rex’s own nerves as he mentally cussed out stupid Force shit in every language he knew. “I look forward to seeing what this is about.”
Rex let out a breath of relief as the call ended. He sat heavily next to the kids, staring blankly at the wall in front of him.
At least until Echo rounded in front of him.
“Captain?” Echo asked in a small voice.
“Yeah?”
“Are we in trouble?”
Rex softened a bit and shook his head, “No. It’s just been a long day.”
Echo hummed, “So is it true? Has the war started?”
Ah yes. The great war. The one they used to dream about as kids. Their strange light at the end of the tunnel.
“Yeah,” Rex said hoarsely, staring into Echo’s eyes and suddenly being hit with the realization that this Echo’s brothers were still alive, “It’s started.”
Echo frowned, “But you’re not an A clone. Why are you deployed?”
Rex shook his head, “It’s complicated. We’ll explain later, I promise.”
Echo seemed unhappy with that answer, but he didn’t get another word in before Fives was bullying his way into Rex’s line of sight.
“You said we’re ARC troopers,” Fives accused, “But we haven’t even graduated our base combat modules!”
Rex laughed softly, “You’ll get there someday. Trust me.”
Fives scowled, unsatisfied with Rex’s half answer but Rex wasn’t really sure how much to tell them. Telling them everything - Rishi, their batch’s destruction, their missions with Torrent - seemed unwise. They were still kids. They deserved to be kids. Just for a little bit.
Rex startled as he felt a weight lean into his side, briefly reaching for his blaster before looking over and realizing it was Ahsoka.
She looked up, her usually large eyes now seeming comically huge on her face, “‘M cold.”
Right. Togrutas were warm blooded. And she hadn’t gotten as lucky as Fives and Echo, whose blacks shrunk with them. She was still stuck with her skirt and stupid tube top. Rex wanted to rip that thing to shreds and replace it with armor. He’d had the instinct many times before but now…
Rex just opened his arms, allowing the girl to crawl into his lap with a happy sigh.
He glanced at Echo and Fives, unsurprised to find them bickering quietly off to the side.
“Boys,” he called, his voice booming around the chamber, “Cut it out.”
Fives made a frustrated noise and stomped his foot, going off to sulk in the corner, while Echo stared after him with an angry look. Eventually the younger of the two made it over, subtly checking out of Ahsoka had left any room in Rex’s lap.
Rex scooted backward against the wall so the three of them could sit more comfortably before he called out, “Fives. Come here.”
Fives turned around, stuck his tongue out, and turned back to the corner.
“CT-5555,” Rex put a little more authority into his voice, “Now.”
Fives hesitated, fighting with himself a little bit, before groaning and stomping over. Rex gave him an appraising once over, finding nothing wrong with him other than the attitude.
“What’s this about?” Rex tried his best to go for strict older brother but he was pretty sure the image was ruined by the two kids in his lap.
“Don’t wanna be here,” Fives mumbled, crossing his arms and looking down, “I miss 4040.”
Ah. Cutup. Fives’ favorite of his old batch.
Rex relaxed a bit, crooking his finger at Fives and watching the kid tentatively step toward him, “It’ll be alright. We’ll get you three fixed up in no time.”
“Fixed?” Echo craned his neck to look up at Rex.
Rex winced, knowing where Echo probably jumped to, “Back home, I mean.”
Echo nodded, slumping against Rex as Fives tried, and mostly succeeded, to fit himself between his brother and his future commander. Rex held the three of them in his arms and tried to remember to breathe.
He didn’t know what to do with this. They couldn’t fight and there was no way in hell Kamino would take Fives and Echo back. He didn’t have the first clue what to do with Ahsoka, hell he didn’t even know if they’d allow her back at the temple after this. Were the Jedi as strict as the Kaminoans? Certainly not except for the exceptional cases. The issue was this was most certainly an acceptable case.
They sat in a tight anxious silence for the next few minutes. Rex was shielding as best he could, but his skills were rudimentary at best and he knew it was getting to Ahsoka. Adding on to that Fives and Echo kept poking each other and making faces when they thought Rex wasn’t looking. Eventually one of them was going to hit Ahsoka and he just knew that would start an all out war.
Ahsoka perked up before the rest of them, her eyes going wide and her figure stilling. Rex let out a sigh of relief, well aware of what that meant by now.
Sure enough, a few moments later they heard hurried footsteps and a few calls between troopers. Rex had them all stand, drawing his blasters and putting on his helmet as he walked to the door.
Skywalker was the first in line, his face curious but not alarmed. Rex let the blasters fall when he saw him, nodding respectfully to his general.
“Rex,” Anakin greeted him, “Mind showing me what this is about?”
Rex nodded, peeking over his shoulder to see Jesse, Kix, and Hardcase. That was good. The boys would love Hardcase.
“Yeah,” Rex stepped aside and pointed at the trio of children, “Feel free to take a look.”
Anakin, it seemed, had the same reaction to children as Rex did. Which was freeze.
Kix nudged him aside easily, sparing a curious glance at his general, before he too paused in the doorway.
“Hi!” Ahsoka waved cheerily, one of her hands in Echo’s, “I’m Ahsoka!”
Ok I’m going like insane and maybe my mind made this up, but correct me if I’m wrong. Wasn’t there like an article posted a long time ago (before season 5 I believe) that like said Echo wasn’t dead?? Like confirmed that he wasn’t dead? Am I just going mental or??
“Take your sun bonnets off!”
Wtf is a sun bonnet. The reason why Echo, Fives and Hevy all made a confused sir noise was because they didn’t understand what a sun bonnet was.
Was not prepared for Rookies. Was not prepared for Rookies. Was not prepared for Rookies. Was not-
Watching the old Clone Wars AMVs are so nastoligic. Like I remember when they first came out. Anyways speaking of them, does anyone remember this Echo AMV with the song Right Here Waiting For You by Richard Marx? I can’t find it and it’s bothering me.
Echo had a nightmare about a world where Fives and Rex are the type of clones NOT to check the fallen for signs of life, and he was left behind at the citadel to be captured and turned into a droid.
Good thing that isn’t this world. In this world we listen to music and express our thoughts with those we trust and love.
The practice to draw clones continues! Not pictured: the couple hours of crying as I had to rewatch things like Rex being shot and the Umbara arc in order to figure out what clone under-blacks look like (interestingly there are three versions and I decided I’d combine them). ALSO I promise I have other happy comic ideas 😂 but for now it’s hurt/comfort clone hours. Please enjoy! And stay tuned for more!
Also please note: for the most accurate listening experience on what Fives would sound similar to while singing this, listen to the version of ‘Over the Rainbow’ by Israel Kamakawiwo’ole.
I wanted my cousin to watch clone wars, so I tried hyping him up but ended up hyping myself instead and now there I am rewatching this damn show for the 5th time. Oh Well !
Anyway, as always as I am nearing the end of my viewing, I am staved for more Content. And I stumbled onto this fic, "Dominoes" by @meridiansdominoes . And HOLLY SHIT it's so good !!!
It's definitely the best fic I've red in a while. It's a canon-divergent AU but everything that happens still makes so much sense ? Everyone is so in character and every one of their action is just perfectly fitting ? And even characters that had so little screen time in the show are developed in a way that just somehow feel in character ?? Anyway this fic is all I've been reading in the past few weeks and now that I finished it I already feel NEEDY for more so I figured i'd drew fanart of it ! Thank you again Medirian for this good ass clone content I craved