Please read this before you engage with this blog, especially if you're here to get angry about cloneshipping!
Hello, and Welcome to my little Gay Clone Zone!
I've never made an Intro post like this before so bear with me, but I thought it would be a good idea to make one for this blog for a few reasons.
The first being the most obvious, since hopping into this fandom I've noticed quite a bit of real intense discourse surrounding the subject of shipping the clones with eachother and that confused me to no end at first because when I initially watched the shows, before I ever checked out the online side of the fandom, I'd always interpreted them as a Peoplehood, with a whole culture of their own. When I heard them calling one another "Brother" my first instinct was to think "Oh shit, just like people from MY culture/communities do!" So when I saw just how angry people got about that stuff on here it totally threw me for a loop. (Also, the "Would you fuck your own clone?" debate was like, a huge joke amongst my peers growing up lol)
THAT BEING SAID-
I also stand by the idea that people should be able to interpret things like that however they please!! So if you wanna see the clones as one big 6 million+ member family that's ok man, if that's what makes you happy and the way you like to think about it you have every right to do so!!
Just don't expect everyone else to feel the same way!!
Diversity in how people interpret fictional stories is part of what makes story telling so beautiful in the first place, and I feel like those differences should be something uplifting, not something we use to tear eachother down.
On the other hand, I definitely understand Why some people can have such a visceral reaction to seeing clones being shipped with one another when they have already made up their minds to see them as actual siblings!
I have Severe cPTSD, and legitimate incest is one of my biggest triggers out there (I'm also mentioning this to say please, please keep any talk about that stuff that far away from this blog and from me, thank you.) That's the biggest reason why I've made a seperate blog for this stuff too. I never want to hurt or trigger anyone, especially with the stuff I make or with the things I do to comfort myself, and honestly after seeing just how downright awful people can be when they disagree on something like this I actually don't feel comfortable putting this up on my main, because heavy debates about this could potentially seriously fuck with my ptsd, and I've seen just how intense people can get when arguing about this stuff.
So yeah the main message here is:
Some people see all the clones as siblings,
Some people see them as a peoplehood,
Some people see them as something in between-
And we are all right in our own way, because they are all make believe guys in a make believe world with no direct IRL equivalent!!
But attacking people based on those differences is an absolutely disgusting thing to do, and you can seriously harm the very people you're claiming to defend (i.e. IRL Incest survivors) when you lash out like that.
Be fuckin nice to eachother y'all. These things are supposed to be a source of comfort, not another excuse to fight tooth and nail to determine which interpretation is the Right One. We're all right to someone, and we're all Wrong to someone else. The sooner we start seriously considering this concept, the safer we can make fandom spaces like this feel!💙
Thank you for taking the time to read and I hope this can shed some light on the different perspectives people have on these things, and why it's so important to approach our disagreements with compassion and consideration, rather than reactive aggression!
Hiii!! I'd like to hear about your afterlife au if that's ok \(°•°)/ Hevycase sounds like an interesting ship, I'm curious about how that would work out
SCREAMS?!?!?! Oh my god. Ohmygod ok. This one is really special to me for 200,000 reasons with a million more well on the way. Like my other answer, this is going to be a colossal ramble because I doubt I'll have the time to actually write it properly for a while so prepare to be bombarded by the unrelenting forces of Autism.
The concept of this AU is essentially "All Clones Go To Heaven". Every Kaminoan Jango Fett clone that dies ultimately ends up here. They wake up in the middle of a flowery meadow, with a distant little town to one side and a massive dark forest to the other.
The in-universe physics/logic gets pretty wacky and was SO fun to come up with too. The whole place essentially functions like a very lucid dream. Because they are literally One With The Force now, what they ask of the energy (Force matter?? Idk that's what I've been calling it) projecting their image/making up their surroundings is a big factor in how they experience existing here. There are some general rules of thumb for how everything works, where their limitations lie ect. (And an ungodly amount of Lore/backstory for how this place came to be. See "The Beginning Of The End" on my WIP game post, bc that's a whole other tangent.)
If I remember correctly, there were around roughly 6 million?? Clones created over the course of the clone wars, and this story starts with Fives' death so by the time he ends up here, they've already got a population of well over a million (maybe more idk, I should look into that.) and have a well established little society. Nobody is really in charge, there aren't any real "Laws of the Land" or anything and they all have pretty much everything they need to have themselves a nice little afterlife. I mean, literally every single one of them is deeply traumatized and still recovering from the unfortunate circumstances of their time amongst the living + how they left it. But nothing can hurt them here, and you can't die twice, so they're all gonna be ok! Nothing could possibly go wrong!
Right, guys?
...guys?
Fuck, I'm such an asshole. I'm so sorry, Fives. For what it's worth, I did it out of love.
So, this story kicks off with Fives' death, immediately followed by a bittersweet littlepost-mortem reunion, and honestly I'm just gonna drop some little pieces of my slightly-less-rough draft here because I've been sitting on this for over half a year and ch.1 Still isn't fully written, but god do I love this scene and I've been dying to share it:
Hehe yeah Hevycase is a really interesting dynamic to think about. Even though they're a little off in the background here, I wanna find ways to incorporate them more. I'm hoping to have a couple separate installments with little pieces about various other guys hanging out in the afterlife so maybe I'll write a little something with more focus on them someday :3
Once they've all had their little reunion, of course there comes the question that we've all been waiting for Fives to ask- "Where's Echo?"
It's a funky little scenario where outside the narrative, we all know exactly where Echo is, but they don't. And the main plot of this part of the story here is Fives trying to solve that mystery for himself.
When he has questions that his friends can't answer, they all take him to go see Glitch. I know it's implied that Glitch lived in the end of his story BUT he was the perfect guy for this role so I just. Yoink.
Glitch already had a special interest in the force, so now that he exists as basically an extension of it- buddy boy is over the moon. This is like his dream come true. When he first got there (idk exactly when it was in the SW timeline that his story happened, but for the sake of this plot we're just gonna say it was pretty early in TCW) he spent a LOT of time studying up and learning about how this little world of theirs works. And from there he kinda became a community guide?? Teacher?? Space-ghost-rabbi?? Idk man. But now that they're all some strange new flavor of force-sensitive, someone had to be there to help them navigate it.
Glitch is able to help Fives get a better idea of how the basics work. Like, Passage of "Time" and Night/Day cycles appear to happen but are an illusion influenced by the collective desire/expectation to have those things. They can manifest the things they want to change about their appearance/surroundings, and create personal items for themselves (ie. Clothing, a house/home of some kind, furniture, food ect.) but they cannot manifest a other life form (Big Red DO NOT ATTEMPT Sign. Hmm. I wonder why🤔). They can eat and drink (and get drunk/otherwise intoxicated) but they don't have to, because there's no matter of "survival" here. It does help keep their energy stable and easier to use though, as does "sleeping". Manifestation takes a lot of energy, and while draining themselves entirely without replenishing that won't send them to super clone hell, it will make them feel pretty wack.
Unfortunately Glitch is unable to tell him what happened to Echo. But, he does know a guy who might be able to give a little more insight.
>ENTER MY DARLING BABY BOY: TREE!!
Tree was the First Clone To Ever Die- technically speaking. Not counting the ones who didn't make it to decanting. He comes from a lab rat batch that was a little trial run by the Kaminoans to see just how far they could push their genetic tweaks and alterations before it fucked them up too much to serve their intended purpose. More on that in their own story tho!
So, because Tree has been here the longest, he knows the most about all the abstract shit going on.
He is also a jaded, eccentric asshole that lives in a cave in the middle of the woods and spends most of his time in deep meditation, avoiding the rest of the clones like the plague until someone burdens him with an urgent question that only he can answer. That someone is usually Glitch, who likes to think that they're essentially besties now because Tree doesn't bark at him so much anymore. Also did I mention that Tree looks like a fuckin toddler? Not really, he probably looks somewhere around 4-6 natborn years but he is teeny tiny baby with big round cheeks and freckles and fluffy hair and sad puppy eyes- who will then proceed to open his mouth and say the most jarring and horrifically existential shit you never wanted to hear. He will remind you of the ever-present existence of ethereal horrors beyond your comprehension and the precarious balance between whether or not they'll one day swallow you whole. And then he'll spit on your shoes, kick you in the shins and scuttle away.
ANYWAY.
Glitch takes Fives to Tree and this meeting flips back and forth at warp speed between stupid silly and painfully angsty. Take this little idea I had for a convo between them:
“He’s alive.”
“Wh-..how do you know that?”
“Because he's not here. Are we done, or do you have any more rhetorical questions waiting in the wing?”
“No, no you don't understand I watched him die. It happened right in front of me.”
“Did you see a body?”
“Well, not exactly. But I saw his helmet on the ground after they blew him up and-”
“If you didn't see a body then he's not dead. Isn't that like a rule of thumb in your universe?”
“...what?”
“What?”
Tree does have the ability to peek through the veil and see what's going on in the land of the living, and he can also like, refract?? that vision over to someone else to give them some kind of closure via checking in on the loved ones they left behind. He hates it. And it's usually so easy to do that it bores him. That is, until Fives asks him to look for Echo. Here, things get weird, even by Tree's standards. I have a rough little comic about how that goes:
The rest of the plot from there on out is still in the works. It mostly follows Fives and the gang trying to figure out what happened to Echo, and Fives settling in to the afterlife with his friends. I do know how I want it to end but that's a surprise ehehehe.
Part 2 is all the post order 66 angst, a similar situation with Jesse trying to find Kix (OOF, Tree's just like. Hhhhnot again. That one gets fucking SAD tho), and also my favorite part that I already wrote a long time ago because I simply could not resist; Fox and Fives duking it out, featuring some real fuckin morbid divine intervention. Also maybe. m mayb e a little enemies to lovers action?? 👀 God the angst there is UNREAL and it's so, so good. Their dynamic here is a complete 180 from how it is in the Fic I laid out in my last post, and a lot of that comes down to their circumstances. Like in 'Haunt Me Then', Fives doesn't have time to be angry. Holding a grudge/lashing out at Fox would only complicate things even further, jeopardize their race against the clock to expose the chip plot, and put the lives of every clone that still had one at risk. In that story, it's a lot easier for him to be rational and willing to bury the hatchet quietly because he knows what's at stake if he doesn't.
But here in this universe, after he's just watched wave after wave of shellshocked (plasmashocked??) vode roll in following the very tragedy he'd died trying to prevent, Fives has nothing stopping him from absolutely rocking Fox's jaw the next time he sees him. He has nothing to lose by letting himself get fucking ANGRY about it and making sure Fox knows exactly how he felt about everything he had lost to the Commander's itchy trigger finger..
...unless?? 👀
This post is already massive tho so if you want more on pt. 2 then shoot me another ask lmfao.
@ithillia @mamuzzy Lmfaooo how did I know you two would be interested in this one?🤔😂❤️💙 Ty so much for the ask eeee I hope you know that when I opened my inbox to these side by side I cackled rjsknd
Dogma/Fox/Fives is a ship that I hadn't considered until fairly recently, despite the fact that DogmaFives and FoxFives are two of my big faves. Idk when the fuck I'm gonna get the opportunity to actually sit down and write this out for real style because I'm so painfully busy lately so I'll throw this under a read more because I'm about dump half the plot on y'all. This gets LONG, and I'd say I'm sorry for the wall of text but I'm rly not because I had fun doing this😂
Behold! A tale of how even in death, Fives can still pull 😎👌.
The basic setup is that after Umbara, Dogma is transferred to the Coruscant Guard (everyone loves a good Corrie!Dogma AU amirite?) on a kind of field suspension deal, but he and the Corries get on well so they decide to just keep him there. There's still a bit of tension between Dogma and the 501st and some still have hard feelings but by the time this story starts, things have settled down in the post-umbara angst department. Him and Fives maybe had an awkward "I'm sorry/it's whatever" type conversation once or twice because Tup insisted (I cannot escape the Tup + Dogma as batchmates headcanon lol) but didn't talk much after that. Everything else goes according to canon from there on out UNTIL-
Fox shoots Fives, and things get messy. Like, after that the Corries are thrown into chaos. Rex and the 501st are pissed at Fox, some of the Corries are also divided because Fives was a friend to a lot of people. Fox locks himself in his office and doesn't talk to anyone so they're all scrambling to try and get all the legalities in order to close the case without him (There's no serious manslaughter investigations because of how devalued/dehumanized Clones are in the eyes of the republic, it's more like, “Was this destruction of MiLiTaRy PrOpErTy warranted/did this incident create any lasting liabilities ect" type shit. Fucking Owch.)
Before the guard can sign off on the incident report, they need to do one final sweep of the scene to make sure they didn't miss anything. Fox obviously refuses to do that, the Corries that bore witness don't want to either so our resident Good Boy offers to take one for the team. Dogma goes down to do the sweep and he doesn't find anything new, but he does decide to take a moment to sorta sit vigil for Fives and Tup. He hunkers down on one of the crates near where Fives fell and lights a smoke (a habit he picked up from Fox after Umbara, and a low-key regulation breach but he feels like it's an appropriate send off for Fives) and he has a little moment of reflection that gets real sad and deep 😭 It's a whole Thing, but the main points are that he’s grieving Tup and still doesn't fully understand what happened. He knows Fives had been with Tup when he died and that he'd been trying to help him. He'd been kinda jealous of their friendship for a while, but now he's just grateful that Tup had someone who cared about him that much. He also feels a sense of guilt because he wasn't able to be that person for Tup. The last thing he kinda stews on there is that he wishes he could have gotten more of a chance to talk to Fives about what happened to Tup, but also just in general because Fives was the kind of beloved and respected hero he knew he could never be, and maybe if they'd had more time together he could have learned something from him.
Cue the Be Careful What You Wish For trope LOL
He puts out his smoke out and the air around him goes cold, like a draft rolled in but the air stayed stagnant and still so it's real eerie and uncanny. When he looks up to find the source, Fives is just. Standing there in front of him, looking just as confused as Dogma. And he is very obviously Not Alive, Like he's not transparent but he does have a bit of a ghostly aura around him, his eyes are glowing white and he's also still sporting a charred hole in his cuirass, he's fuckin SPOOKY.
Naturally, Dogma screams. Fives startles too, looking around like where's the danger?? Bc the last thing he remembers is getting shot so He has no idea what’s happening. He turns to Dogma saying something along the lines of “I thought I died."
And Dogma is just looking at him in sheer terror like- "You did."
They have their little back and forth What The Fuck moment, but when shit finally calms down and they're talking somewhat rationally Fives is like "Ok, this could be some sort of second chance to save the day and you might just be the only person who can help me pull it off." And thus, Dogma gets fuckin dragged into this supernatural Scooby Doo Crew scheme 😂😂
Now, they can't just run back to Rex and Anakin because Fives doesn't trust Anakin anymore, and he doesn't want to put any more spotlight on Rex bc if ol’ palpy thinks Rex knows too much that could put him in danger. They can't go to Kix and/or Jesse either because they still have some resentment towards Dogma and could potentially lash out thinking he's mocking their loss which could also draw unwanted attention, they don't know for certain which authority figures are actually trustworthy anymore SO their first Order Of Business is to figure out who knows what/how Palpatine is trying to cover it up so that they can think about how to dismantle all that and start gathering evidence to back their case. That means they gotta pay Dear Foxy a visit, because who would know more about how they're trying to frame Fives than the man who was ordered to take him down?
THIS IS WHERE SHIT GETS REAL JUICY 😈😈
First off, Dogma has a bit of a starry eyed crush on Fox and he has for a while so he gets all flustered when Fives insists they need to disturb him in his depression hole LMFAO. I wrote a rough little script for that scene and I'm super proud of it :3 I find sometimes writing script style like this helps me get the idea out of my head and onto a page a little easier.
Eventually Dogma agrees to talk to Fox. He knocks on his office door, and they have awkward small talk time. Fox is like, super apathetic and irritable and Dogma is trying his best to keep the ball rolling but Fox isn't really reacting much at first. Fives blips in behind Dogma so he can follow along, and Dogma knows immediately because of the temperature change cue that he's gotten pretty used to by now. But as that happens Fox just fucking Stops.
All the blood drains from his face and He's staring over Dogma's shoulder, wide eyed and petrified like- you guessed it- like he just saw a ghost.
Fives leans in to Dogma and goes "Shit, you think he can see me too?" And Dogma tries to give a subtle little shrug, but that interaction between them is what sends poor Foxy over the edge. He starts scrambling backwards in a panic, hyperventilating while he backs himself up against the wall. Fives tries to de-escalate the situation by stepping in and calmly explaining that he's not gonna hurt him, he just wants to talk and needs Fox to hear him out. But Fox is just in such a frenzy that when Fives tries to step a little closer he draws his Gun and yells "GET AWAY FROM ME." (Sound familiar?? Ehehe)
To that Fives just kinda cocks a brow and looks him up and down like "..Really?"
And for the sake of yet another parallel, I want Fox's hands to start shaking while they grip the gun, his face starts to twist up in agony and Fives just kinda sighs and reaches out to lower the gun himself (like he did after Dogma shot Krell). He gets Fox to let go of his blaster, tosses it aside and as soon as it’s out of his hands Fox is sinking down against the wall and crumpling to the floor in a trembling heap😭😭
Fives sits down beside him and Dogma just stands there twiddling his thumbs because he has no clue how to deal with people expressing such big intense emotions like that. Fives starts trying to talk him down but Fox just kinda flops over against Fives' mumbling abt "I've lost it. I've officially lost my fuckin mind, I'm going crazy ect ect"
Dogma quietly pipes up like "I-If I may, Sir, you haven't. I thought the same thing at first too. In all honesty, I still had my own doubts until now. I might not be able to explain how or why, but if both of us can see and hear him, then that must count for something."
This actually does manage to reel Fox in a little, but realizing that Fives really is there with them is a whole new beast about to chew him up ghh.
Eventually they get him to agree to help them too. Fox tells them everything he was told and what Palpy has been saying about it since. According to Fox, he's been very persistent about wanting a record of who was all at the scene when it happened and pushing for statements from anyone who crossed paths with Fives leading up to his death, for 'Security Purposes/To keep an eye on the potential spread of the "Virus" that "infected" Tup and Fives' so they know that pappy is sniffing around for loose ends.
From there on out the mission is, find a way to get Fox and Dogma's chips out, get them analyzed and the data/programming on them recorded and then when they've assembled all the evidence, figure out how/to whom they're gonna present it.
And of course because I'm a certified fag with a taste for angsty gay fuckery, they all kinda fall in love along the way and it's SO TRAGIC but so sweet.
Like Dogma has been all 🥺😍 at Fox since he transferred to the guard and Fox also has some feelings he's been tiptoeing around, but Dogma and Fives end up getting real close pretty fast due to circumstance so ✨things✨ just end up happening between them and it's pretty fuckin cute. Fives and Fox have their own kiss and make up arc too and that's. A Lot. Meanwhile Fives keeps trying to nudge Fox and Dogma together because he wants them to have someone who can actually be there for them because he doesn't know how long he's got with them and ugGH my heart y'all. There is so much crunchy potential to play around with here.
I've still got a lot to carve out and because I've been so busy, most of my rough draft is just choppy little scripts of scenes I've had in mind that I could quickly jot down when I had a free moment. Here are a few of my favorites so far:
So there you have it!! I love this silly little AU so much, I'm so so stoked to keep adding to it whenever I can. I got the initial idea for this while my cousin and I were discussing Jewish mythology stuffs, so Fives’ whole shtick is like, very veeerryyyy loosely based on the concept of Dybbukim but there are. A Lot of major differences here so it's definitely not the same thing, just what I took some inspiration from.
I’m gonna cut myself off here or else this is gonna go on forever but Ty for your asks guys, srsly writing it out like this helps me sO much. Here to hoping I actually manage to get my shit together and see it through.
rules: in a new post, post the names of all the files in your wip folder regardless of how nondescriptive or ridiculous. let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet and tell us about it!
WIP GAME ROUND 2 BABEYYY these are all the new WIPS + ones I've updated/worked on since the last time I was tagged in this.
Tagged by both @ithillia and @mamuzzy Ty for giving me an excuse to go off about my stories 🥹❤️
**The titled crossed out are the ones that have already been answered, but if you wanna know more abt them than what I posted, ask away!**
Bite The Hand That Bleeds You [Good Dog/Bad Dog AU]
- The Dogma/Fives fic that I have up on ao3 rn
- Still my absolute baby, one of the most cherished pieces I've ever written that will probably follow me for the rest of my life tbh.
- Ask me about this one and I will adorn my gay little tinfoil hat while I foam at the mouth about this shit.
Haunt Me Then [Working title that may change. Rough draft dubbed "Fives The Space Dybbuk"]
- Dogma/Fox/Fives
- My newest WIP that has my brain in a vice. It's so fucking juicy y'all.
You Should Stay For A While
- Echo/Dogma/Fives
- Potential sequel to the Good Ending™️ of Bite The Hand, but could also be a stand alone idk
- Full of angst but stupid cute
Back To The Old House Series
- Echo/Crosshair
- It's been in the works for a while but I decided to rewrite it so a lot has changed
There Is Another World [Afterlife AU]
- There isn't exactly a "main ship" here but it's got some angsty past Echo/Fives, Hevy/Hardcase, eventual Fox/Fives and some other ships tossed in here and there
- Also features my very first Clone OCs [The Void Batch] and those guys are. Oof.
The Beginning Of The End
- My OCs origin story, no ships here because the MC, my boy Tree, is ace/Aro and keeps his cadet form in the afterlife so he's off limits for shipping.
- This is probably one of the most devastating stories I've ever written and the lore/world building goes hard.
I think that's all I got for now, but yeah these stories are the thread that keeps me sane rn lmfao. It might take me a while to respond to asks if I get busy again but please don't let that deter you from asking I am DYING to scream about any of these and will jump at the first opportunity I get to do that lol.
Because I literally only know like 3 people on here well enough to tag (two of which already tagged me in this) I'm tagging anyone who sends me an ask about one of these, and @whatislifewithoutangst if this looks like something you wanna do.
I think this little game is a bit of a Frankenstein mash up of two different ones but tbh I like this version best so here we go!
Ty for the tag @ithillia
Last song: 5555 By Fox Academy. Guys. Guys. Are you fucking kidding me??? I found this song by accident and I can't stop won't stop it hurts too good.
Currently watching: The Umbara Arc™️ on repeat because I deserve this.
Three Ships: Dogmafives is holy to me I swear. Don't ask me why or I swear I'll whip out my corkboard and froth at the mouth. Echocross and Foxfives are my other two big faves. I am perpetually rotating them around in my head and there is this CONNECTION between these three ships and their dynamics/the concepts that each of these characters represent (to me, at least) that has me just-
Favourite colour: Blue and Grey wow who'da thunk. I also vibe heavy with dark greens and reds too
Currently consuming: a slightly damp cigarette.
Sweet/Savory/Spicy?: All of the above
First Ship: Oh boy like, first ever ship? Because I was out here shipping the Tin man and the Scarecrow from The Wizard of Oz at like 3, I just remember looking at them and thinking they were husbands and I did not question it. If we're talking like, first ship I addressed as a "ship" and read fic for LMFAO shit man. I think it was Dally/Johnny from The Outsiders when I was like 11? That was my first big ship and it followed me all throughout highschool. That shit turned me gay and transed my fuckin gender so hard, and really set the bar for my taste in blorbos.
Birthplace: Imagine if a crack pipe were a city and everyone who lived there was either gay, homophobic, or gay and homophobic. And if you live there for 10 years and are somehow not deeply traumatized by then, you get a $25 gift certificate to the half dead mall in the center of town. You tell ppl that you grew up there and they go 😬 sorry. It's a tar pit but it's my fuckin tar pit and I miss it like a limb.
Current Location: Not the tar pit ✊😔
Relationship Status: She gave me pieces of her armor so does this mean we're married now?
Last Movie: Lord of the Flies, that shit fucked me UP but I needed it for Research Purposes for my clone OCs and the AU they come from.
Currently Working On: Aforementioned AU (My afterlife AU, oh my god I could scream about it for HOURS), Another Ghost fic abt fives/dogma/fox on some paranormal Scooby doo shenanigans trying to expose Palpy's evil scheme, a collection of Echocross drabbles that all kinda link up to one another, and of course the last chapter of my Dogmafives fic. That chapter is like, 60% done, all the main scenes are written but I'm stuck on how I'm connecting them/how to phrase the close out ghhh. I can see it so perfectly in my head but I don't know how to translate that into coherent sentences and I wanna eat gravel about it.
Current Obsession: This lmfaooo. These stories I'm putting together and these characters that have turned my brain into a stage. I have been excruciatingly busy irl with stuff that takes most of my energy to keep up with so this is what I do to keep myself from losing my Gd marbles.
Last Thing You Googled: where to buy coffee within walking distance 😭
NPT - @whatislifewithoutangst @mamuzzy @ you there, gay person on the other side of my screen 👁️👄👁️
Starting a new post, put your entire song collection on shuffle, then write down the first line from each of the first ten songs that pop up to create a poem. You must then dedicate the poem to the blorbo or OTP that it most reminds you of! Then tag or send asks to others that you think might enjoy the challenge!
Thank you for the tag @ithillia !!
OOF BRO I did this and it hurt me 😂😭 This one goes out to my boy Fives, because it's too perfect.
It's all the same,
Each and every day.
Our hearts need work, I'm scared we're born to lose.
Blinding, shining star-
I've got a lot to say to you.
Everybody knows that the dice are loaded.
I'm tired of being what you want me to be.
There is love in your body, but you can't hold it in.
(Wait) Don't hold your breath, for goodness sake.
Don't you ever leave me out.
Fuckin OWCH dude. Anyways I'm tagging @mamuzzy @whatislifewithoutangst and anyone who can name any of these songs fro my gay little playlist.
rules: in a new post, show the last line you wrote (or drew) and tag as many people as there are words (or as many as you feel like).
I am so late to the party here bc I haven't been online as much but I really really appreciate the tag (thank you so much @mamuzzy) bc I'm going hog wild over this project I've been cooking up and I need to ramble about it somewhere.
SO!! I have this AU about an afterlife for the clones, it's a whole thing and I'm hoping to crack down on it a little harder once I get some more free time. The last "line" I wrote was the intro for a draft of a comic explaining the Lore of my clone OCs, specifically my special boy Tree who plays a big role in that story.
Behold!! My sweet son! (He's not actually that sweet, he's kind of an asshole but he's earned his jaded bitch pass ok he's seen some shit)
Considering it's been a hot minute, Im retagging you @mamuzzy and also @ithillia and @whatislifewithoutangst if y'all wanna hop on this too! And as per usual, anyone else who wants to do it!
IM SO GLAD YOU ASKED HOMIE I've been looking over this one a little more lately bc I Rly like the idea I have here. It's still in the rough scripting stages but I'm constantly playing out different versions of it in my head trying to figure out how I want it to go. Like I know what themes/headcanons/ideas I want to explore and some pieces of dialogue I wanna include I'm just trying to find a way to put it all together to make a nice little ficlet!
Gonna put this under a read more just bc it gets a little long but here be an explanation, some little clips, and a silly little drawing I did while I was brainstorming!
Ok so the idea for this fic is -
Echo has been with tbb for a while now, long enough that he's settled in and gotten pretty comfortable with them, and especially so with Crosshair. I have a whole little headcanon about their connection that I could go on and on about it but that would absolutely devour this post so if anyone wants to hear the bulk of that shoot me an ask and I'll make a separate post about it. The short version is that after they rescue him, Echo manages to subvert Crosshair's expectations of him so hard it earns his respect pretty quickly (which is not an easy thing to accomplish) and that leaves Crossie pretty damn intrigued. And yeah after they get to know each other a more that kinda turns into a little crush lol.
SO here they've just finished a mission and are set to head back to Kamino the next morning after they stock up on some supplies. Hunter, Tech and Wrecker want to hang out in town a while longer, take the opportunity to explore while they can and all that. Crosshair and Echo say they've had enough excitement for the day and wanna pack it in, so they (meaning Echo lol) offer to take the goods back to the ship while the others do their thing.
Here are my notes on what happens next (excuse how clunky they are, these are just the bare bones of the scene I put together as something to build off of)
And yeah from there on out they pass the bottle back and forth, get a little dronk, and Echo comes to find out that alcohol makes Crosshair a little more expressive than usual. And maybe a little more flirtatious. When their conversation starts to get personal, Crosshair is still decently cagey but it doesn't take much to get him to divulge. I kinda go through some of my headcanons for his connection with Hunter - Childhood best friends who had an on-off thing for most of their lives. They were each other's firsts for a lot of things and there is a deep, longstanding love between them. But they also had a tendency to get really firey and intense with one another so they had this break up-make up-rinse-repeat cycle that caused a lot of tension within the batch and started affecting how they worked together on the job so Hunter they decided to call it quits for good before it could become a liability, both on the field and to their comradery.
Crosshair drops some subtly flirty cues, and Echo would normally either act a little oblivious to it or treat it like banter to play it safe and keep things from getting awkward, but he's past that point now and with the added context about Hunter he thinks its something that should be addressed. So he says something along the lines of "I see what you're getting at, and I'm not saying that I'm not interested- but I don't want to step on any toes here." Something something, they stuck their necks out for him and invited him into their squad, Echo wants to return that kindness and respect and not cross boundaries that could make them regret taking him in.
This is the idea for their exchange after that's all laid out:
That's where I'm at so far with this piece. Debating whether or not I want them to smooch a little or have a little banter that gets them 🤏 this close to a kiss before the others get back and they try to act all casual abt it lol. I love these two so fucking much, honestly one of The Ships Of All Time to me and I've been haunted by visions of all the different ways this scene could go for like two months now.
Also this idea came about when I got a new jacket with hidden pockets on the inside, and it already had Crosshair vibes as is so I just imagined him wearing it while they needed to be undercover in civvie clothes, and using the hidden pocket to stash some Definitely Legally Obtained Not-Contraband.
And then of course I had to draw him and Echo being cute in some fancy little outfits
So there u have it! I hope I get the motivation to work on this one a little more bc I love them so much and I love sticking them in situations where they're alone together and given a push to open up a little.
another for the wip game!!! 4: Fox Goated off The Sauce, Freakin It In An Existential Crisis
always love a good dose of existentialism
thank you so much <3
WOOPS I've been having some technical issues w tumblr lately so I missed this buT Aksjdhf ok I've been DYING to talk more abt this one but I am. So sorry for what I'm about to do with poor Foxy. Also I'm about to spill almost the entire plot here bc this likely won't be written for a v long time bc I have so many other things on the go rn and this was a very recent idea so this is gonna get long oops.
CW bc Im about to very openly and objectively talk abt heavy drug use and addiction, both within the story and the IRL parallels from my knowledge and experiences w it. Also heads up, this is like all hurt and very very little comfort.
This was sparked by a conversation I had with my friend about my hometown and how prevalent drug use and addiction is, and also about how it's a well known thing that even the cops there have a big problem w using amongst themselves. Then I read this quote from George Lucas abt how spice is basically space heroin, and during all this I was absolutely twacked on opioid pain killers (for short term pain management, they were taken as prescribed but boy I was ZOOTED) So all that combined left me looking over at Foxy like 👀 what if-
So basically this story starts with the Corries busting some guy who was carrying spice, and later that night they're like, "Well maybe we should see what all the fuss is about. Y'know. Research or whatever." So they all take a little hit (Ik spice is supposed to be smoked but I had them snorting it bc it seemed more discreet that way, and I knew people who used to snort H so I'm gonna pretend spice works that way too woop) and yeah they all get super fucked up but at the end of it they're like "ok yeah that's too much, we know what it does now and we can't be that impaired bc it would interfere with our duties."
But Fox. Fox kinda liked it a little more than he'd expected. And in the days that follow he can't seem to stop thinking about how fuckin relaxed he felt for once in his life. I definitely latched onto the "over worked, ever-stressed" Fox headcanon here, and also this kinda went hand in hand with how a lot of what we see of him in canon is him fucking something up but sincerely thinking he's doing the right thing.
So yeah he winds up finishing off the rest of what they'd confiscated, just in small amounts at first and never while he's on active duty. He tries to only take it when he's positive it'll wear off in time for him to be present when he's needed. But like, if you've had any experience with addiction at all, then you know exactly where this leads.
He runs out and the withdrawal is NASTY, so eventually he starts looking into the guy they arrested and traces him back to some small time dealers known to be hanging around the lower levels. He swaps his armor for some civvies, and next thing he knows he's back in his office with a bag of spice he bought with his own credits. And he fucking hates himself for it but he is absolutely convinced that the withdrawals would have taken him out and he's like "I'm gonna use this to ween myself off I swear."
Bro. This is just the beginning of a very long and fucked up downward spiral for poor Foxy. Some of the other Corries catch on eventually and they try to help/keep it under the radar so he doesn't get in trouble. And it almost works a couple times but his responsibilities just keep piling up, and those never ending tragedies the clones have to live through make it really fucking hard to keep himself sober.
And then the whole thing with Ahsoka happens. Oof. People are pissed at him, especially after it comes out that she was framed and she leaves. Plus, he lost some friends throughout that whole ordeal so there's A Lot for him to unpack there. So the cycle starts again, but he manages to keep it a little more under wraps this time around.
And then he kills Fives.
That's it man, that's the beginning of the end. He is absolutely doomed from there on out and it gets so fucking dark and depressing. Like I said I am so sorry for what I do to poor Foxy here. This follows him right till the bitter end too. It is like all hurt very little comfort and no happy ending for our boy :( I don't often write stories without a happy ending, and even when I do there's usually some silver lining or an aspect of bittersweetness there but no, this one is just disgustingly sad.
Ig it's in part a vent piece bc substance abuse and addiction is a topic I unfortunately have pretty intimate knowledge and experience with. It's also like a personal reminder that even though shit sucks right now and the world is in a pretty scary state, it's rly not worth it to open that door again. Also to all my fellow autistic bitches who got the chronic need for escapism flavor, active hobbies like this (fandom shit, fic/art making ect) is such a gd life saver and it's so fuckin deeply underestimated the positive impact it can have on our mental state and how we process/cope with The Horrors™️.
So there you have it, one of the the saddest fic plots my brain has shat out so far. I Rly hope I get the motivation to write this eventually because hhhhh boy. There are some scenes I have in mind I really wanna see come to life.
Tysm for the ask tho, I hope I didn't freak you out bc this is so much darker than the title suggests 😭 ❤️
fascinated with the idea that you think of fives as a dom (and not just *a* dom but an *aggressive* one. please feel free elaborate if you want 👀👀👀
i am totally reverse fascinated by people who DON'T see Fives as some big toughie goofus. The way I've always seen him outside the basic traits (loyal, reliable, smart, skilled) he seems to react aggressively to things that frustrate him, and he tends to wear his heart on his sleeve. Combined it feels like a character type who's got very strong morals but gets hot headed the more emotional he gets vs tactical. (That's where I feel echo and fives differ a lot)
paired with being an arc trooper him and echo totally are going on rougher tougher missions, to me also makes him a gritty guy that's seen a lot more fucked up things then regular troopers. Bro's life sucks I think his sexual energy needs to meet that level to even mean something so yea they're totally bashing each other's nuggets and punching themselves bloody while messing around.
But to me what makes Fives even more fun is again that extreme amount of care and love he has for his fellow soldiers. Care so much that he's going to break rules and regulations and formalities to voice such concern, I think it leaves him a little dumb founded at points when he gets like that, (and then I also end up making him terrible at romance cause if he has to face gentle emotions, like if he starts focusing on it and putting too much thought into it he's actually pretty easily flustered and embarrassed)
Were none of you gonna warn me on the fact that Fox and Thorn’s paint jobs are just opposites of each other. When one’s drenched with red, the other leaves it white. When blank plastoid is exposed, the other will cover it with red. They're half of each other's souls, Scoob.
