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Squad #22 - All The Cracks and Breaks That Still Remain

I had the absolute honour to be paired with talented Neon_Black for the @cloneshippingbigbang

First chapter is up now!

All The Cracks and Breaks That Still Remain

Relationships: CC-5576-39 | Gregor/CT-7567 | Rex/CC-3636 | Wolffe, CC-5576-39 | Gregor/CT-7567 | Rex, CC-5576-39 | Gregor/CC-3636 | Wolffe, CT-7567 | Rex/CC-3636 | Wolffe

Tags: Trauma, Healing from Trauma, PTSD, Post-Order 66 (Star Wars), Order 66 (Star Wars), suicide ideation, Minor Character Death, Suicide, Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Happy Ending, (or as happy as post order 66 can get), building a life together, Life on Seelos, Gregor Lives, Polyamory, Threesome - M/M/M, Smut, Anal Sex, thigh fucking, blowjob

Summary:

They were all three of them broken and shattered, what remained of them less than whole, but those ragged edges fitted perfectly together, the sharpest corners of them smoothed down by each other, and now they were only ever whole when they were together.

After Order 66 Rex felt it was his duty to try and save as many as he could, to try and find those whose chips might have malfunctioned or never even activated. He finds two whose minds are still their own, Gregor and Wolffe, but many of the others they saved who did execute the order admit they would rather be dead than saved, unable to live with the memories.

Only three of them with the will to live, still, to try and pick up the pieces of who they were and form them into who they can be, together, away from all the hurt and grief that was meant to have been their destiny. What lies ahead will be a long road full of healing and learning the softer side of life, of maybe even learning to love.

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Here is one of the drawings I did for @backgroundfoxe amazing fic for Cloneshipping Big Bang!🥰🥰

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Also here’s an alternate version so u can see the bois better!👍

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Happy to finally get to share the first chapter art for Squad 11! So glad I got to work with the authors @catbuir and @elsaanna007 and my co-artist @mock-arts on this amazing story for the @cloneshippingbigbang!

Title: So There's This Guy Authors: Catbuir, Elsaanna007 Rating: E, 18+ Tags: cloneship, cloneshipping, Echo/Fives, friends to lovers, nsfw, mutual pining, first kiss, first time, masturbation, oral sex, orgasm delay/denial, smut, explicit sexual content, hand jobs, sexual tension, resolved sexual tension, clone trooper culture, clone troopers deserve better

More art to come!

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A Series of One Shots and Short Stories

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Written by: Trillium_Orchid Art by: IonFusion [me]

Summary: A series of one shots, short stories and snippets off the cutting room floor of the other clone shipping big bang fics. Some are NSFW, some are Gen, angst, fluff, sex, love, death, life, and all sorts of other osik.

Rating: Explicit

Tags: Reconditioning, Reconditioned Dogma, Tup/Dogma, Domesticity, Brain Surgery, Order 66, Suicidal Thoughts, De-aging, Force Nonsense, Bad Batch Cuddle Pile, Crossdressing,Tooka Kittens, Songfic,  Waxer/Boil, Wrecker/Echo, Clone Trooper Reconditioning, Clone Trooper Discrimination, Clone Troopers Deserve Better, Sheev Palpatine is His Own Warning, Cloneshipping 2022, Cloneshipping, Clonecest, NSFW, Male Lactation, Hanahaki Disease, Angst, Illness, Star Wars au, angst, hurt/comfort, pinning, Tup, Dogma, Fives, Echo, Hardcase, Jesse, Kix, Rex, Flower Meanings, poly 501st boys, Tup Suffers, Sorry, Clone Troopers Deserve Better, Tup Lives AU, Dogma Lives AU, Fives Lives AU, flower language usage very minimal though, Wooley, Comet, drinking, mentions of alcohol, dancing, club scene, mentions of jealousy, Boss, Jiang, Null Arc Trooper Jiang, Wooley/Tup/Comet, Hardcase/Dogma, Fives/Echo, Fives/Tup, Jesse/Kix, mentions of Cody/Rex/Baccara, mentions of Delta Squad, #CSBB22 #CloneShipping Big Bang 2022 #cloneshippingbigbang #CSBB

Snippets:

Tup had been so thrilled to have been given a gift of fruit- a form of space cherries from the locals- after the 501st had helped the planet fight off the Seppies and clankers. He had helped one of the local farms with clean up of the battle- and they had given him a basketful of cherries.

They are a warm orange pink colors with stems being a purple-blue color. He had gone to Kix and had them tested for edibility for near-humans and vod'e alike. He had been told that they were safe to eat, and Kix had only taken a small handful of cherries in recompense for the use of his time and equipment.

Tup is smiling and has an almost bounce in his step as he heads to one of the rec rooms and takes a seat at in one of the comfy couches and settles in. He has a bowlful of cherries- and a data pad with a good book to read.

Tup pops the cherry in his mouth- stem and all as he chews on the cherry and happily reads the book- it's a fictional work, with romance, fighting, and all sorts of other things in it. He's quite enjoying the book.

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Kix and Dogma had agreed to get their karking chips out of their head- and Tup was scanned, he did not have his chip, that had been removed, thank the ka'ra and the force. It did not take long for them to recover from the minor brain surgery.

The three of them meet with the rest of the bad batch, and the former members of the 501st have a tearfully happy reunion with Echo who holds them all with a gentle sort of desperation. Having a fully trained medic helped with certain missions that went up osik shape.

Also- with Tup and Dogma at the helm of the Ship, Tech could go on missions with the rest of them more as they rotate who is flying and guarding the ship verses who is on mission. They are more able to have Omega stay with the ship, as they have more than one other vod'e and crewmate on the ship.

Which is in general, a much safer location for Omega to be, she is still trained, and by a wider variety of vod'e. Kix, she shadows in the medbay, learning more medical skills, and he calls her, "my excellent medic cadet assistant."

They had their arguments of course, but on the whole they tended to get along better than be too argumentative. They are dodging the collective efforts of The Marshall Commander Cody and Crosshair- and their group of likely a blend of Storm Troopers and vod'e.

Rex was trying to coordinate with some of the local rebel cells - if they can manage capture Crosshair or Cody, he is not laboring under a false delusion that they could capture both of them, that was likely not going to happen.

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/46183909/chapters/116268577

bury all your secrets in my skin by ProwlingThunder (that’s me!)

Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: M/M, Multi Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types Relationship: Original Clone Trooper Character(s)/Original Clone Trooper Character(s) Character: Original Clone Trooper Character(s) (Star Wars) Additional Tags: OC9, A/B/O, alpha/beta/omega, dubcon, teamfic, polyship, Clones, Interpersonal dynamics, non-traditional dynamics, swamp demolition team, Cuddles, twinfic, Twincest, Clonecest, Porn, so much porn, there’s like 6/7 chapters for just porn, Porn With Plot, clones dealing with biology, Hormones, hormonal overload, first heats, First Ruts, clones are near-humans, divergent biology, squad politics, medics need help, clones dealing with life off Kamino, jangosexual, clonesexual, pornographic vids, OCx9, intersex characters, clonecest big bang Language: English Collections: CloneShipping Big Bang 2022-23 Chapters: 1/7

Summary: Life off Kamino comes with all sorts of ups and downs, and so many surprises.

Boom did not anticipate surprises like this, mind, but now he has to deal with them. Shoutout to @seekingshereshoy who is my artist, as well as my beta who wished to remain anonymous. Join us over on @cloneshippingbigbang

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Now posting, for the @cloneshippingbigbang Squad 11

So There's This Guy

by @catbuir and @elsaanna007, with art by @mock-arts and @anstarwar

Rating: E, 18+ Tags: cloneship, cloneshipping, Echo/Fives, friends to lovers, nsfw, mutual pining, first kiss, first time, masturbation, oral sex, orgasm delay/denial, smut, explicit sexual content, hand jobs, sexual tension, resolved sexual tension, clone trooper culture, clone troopers deserve better

Check it out on Ao3 - and check out Anstarwar & Mock's art on Ao3 too!

The war is over!

Jesse, Kix, Echo and Fives live together in an apartment on Coruscant. 

Echo finds himself in a new romance with a beautiful woman named Hehna. After finding himself lacking in experience, Fives offers to help him out with advice and practice. Unfortunately for Fives, this awakens some feelings he thought were buried deep and he doesn’t know what to do about them. He decides to put them aside and be happy that Echo has found someone.

Fives’ advice does help Echo become more confident with his new girlfriend, but something is holding him back. His thoughts keep returning to his best friend and he’s not the only one who notices.

Will Fives keep his role as the best friend, or will Echo realize that his attraction to Hehna pales in comparison to his feelings for Fives?

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POSTING STARTS NOW!!

During the month of April, all creators who participated in the cloneshipping big bang 2022-23 event will post their works!

Check back here to see links, spotlights, and more for these wonderful creations!

Please remember to be kind to these creators and to comment and engage with their works! Happy April to all and no, this isn't an April Fools ;)

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Clone Shipping Big Bang Sneak Peak!!

Very, very happy to have been part of @cloneshippingbigbang​ wonderful event, and to get to work on Squad 6 with @inkyclone99​! Here is a sneak peak into the delightful creation they have come up with!

Writer: inkyclone99

Artist: Me

Summary: A cute unclaimed omega sergeant decides to adopt unknown creature eggs and Echo, as a good ARC trooper with a crush…follows it without a question. 

Tags: Eggs, Dragons, Mpreg, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omega Hunter, Alpha Echo, Intersex Hunter, Hunter is Omega’s Parent, Protective Echo, Fluff, Implied Sexual Content

Sneak Peak!:

When Echo joined the batch, he expected a lot of things. The differences between his new vods, their abilities, their usual habits, hobbies, weird porn preferences…anything. Anything really. After spending so much time on the 501st, he was more than used to weirdness.

But the three head sized scaled eggs was new.

He stared at the eggs on one of the bunks, they seemed to be in a nest made from ripped blacks and a blanket. His frown in pure confusion. He knew it was an omega tradition to make nests but…wasn’t it just for when they were in heat or expecting? Besides what was one doing here? And…with eggs that size? He didn’t even knew an animal that had eggs like that. What??“

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Squad #14 presents: CloneShipping Big Bang Sneak Peek!

Hghg my pals @cloneshippingbigbang​ has been a Journey on my part! But with my awesome team we are getting there, and now right before the posting will start me and my most bestest artist @reaalikaasu​ have joined forces to give you a teaser!

on being interchangeable

Author: @haltiamieli​ Artist: @reaalikaasu​ Rated: M Word count: 30k+ Major warnings: Major Character Death, Grief, Mental Health Issues, Unhealthy Coping Mechanisms, Substance Misuse, Sex Under Influence, Invasion Of Privacy Main relationships: Thorn/Fox, Thorn&Thire, Thorn&Stone, Thorn/Fox/Cody, Thire&Stone, Thire/OC Summary: Welcome to a Thorn lives AU, except this time it is Thire who dies in his stead. Due to Complications, it was Thire in Thorn’s armour on Scipio. Now everyone still alive has to deal with the fact that to cover this up Thorn has to keep pretending for a lot longer than anyone was prepared for.

Fibre comes over with the cup and a brush that doesn’t look like the kind they use to paint armor. Thorn stays in place obediently as Fibre starts to spread the stuff on his head. It feels cold and weird, especially where the hair is shortest and the brush meets no resistance. “You’ll need to come to me again in a few weeks to do the roots again. Or I can teach you how to do it yourself, so you don’t need to get me every time you do this”, Fibre tells him, and something about his words turns Thorn’s world inside out.

To do it again in a few weeks. To come back to paint Thire over his face, or to learn to do this himself so he won’t have to keep coming back.

The room spins around him. Why the fuck can’t he breathe. Why the fuck can’t he keep it together.

He has lost men before. Even if Thire is - was - special, he is just one more name on the list of brothers who have died. “I might need Fox”, Thorn gasps.

“Sir”, Fibre says but it is like he was speaking over a malfunctioning comm.

Thorn feels like he is on the verge of some sort of a revelation, but not a good one. And if he falls, there won’t be going back. Fibre said he would help Thorn do the dye job again. Because the hair will grow back blond, but he can’t keep it like that anymore. Because the hair will keep growing back for the rest of his life but he…

Something crashes on the floor, he thinks. It must be on the floor. If you drop things, they fall down. Some things are inevitable that way.

Thire is dead, and he won’t be coming back, but Thorn.

Thorn is stuck in some sort of an in-between state, still breathing but dead on paper. Dead for everyone off planet. Dead for all his batchmates and for most of his command track, dead for the cute vod he had been thinking about maybe calling again when 104th was back on Coruscant.

He is dead to everyone he hasn’t yet met too, because from now on he has to put on a foreign armor and a foreign face every day for the rest of his life. His whole identity is dead.

Except in all the ways that he is still alive.

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Squad #21 CloneShipping Big Bang Sneak Peek

I’m super excited to share the squad 21′s sneak peak for the @cloneshippingbigbang event! The author of this fic is the awesome @airlockfailure​ and I’m the artist for this fic! 

Auribus Teneo Lupum

translation: holding a wolf by the ears; meaning trying to avoid an unknown situation by remaining in your current unhealthy situation; an unwillingness to change/adapt/grow/heal for fear of the unknown

The author: @airlockfailure​

The artist: @reaalikaasu​

Rating: Explicit

Word Count: over 30,000 (incomplete)

Pairings: Denal/Axe, Angel (OC)/Koho

Major Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence

Tags:  blood and injury, hurt/comfort, angst, medically YMMV, militarily YMMV, cognitive dissonance, discussions of brainwashing and behavioral conditioning, permanent injury, permanent disability, clone troopers deserve better, clone trooper culture, clone shipping, clone trooper relationships, nat-born vs. clone trooper dynamics, healing and recovery, medical prosthetics, cybernetics, food insecurity, medical emergencies, erol and meerla are spice runners/producers but there’s no illicit use of spice, building a community, self esteem issues, PTSD, grief and mourning, murder, treason, hiding from the Republic, clone trooper decommissioning, clone trooper reconditioning, unsafe sex, anal sex, oral sex, sexual inexperience, nonbinary characters, early relationship Zero/Meerla, falling in love, touch starved, size difference, survivor’s guilt, getting together, Kaminoans being assholes, alternate universe- canon divergence, order 66 didn’t happen, original clone trooper characters, original characters, pov original character, other tags to be added

Summary:  Angel, Alpha-ARC trooper and Commander aboard the HCTFF2 medical station, makes a desperate escape into hyperspace after a surprise Separatist attack.  Confronted with protecting Kaminoan secrets or saving his fellow troopers, Angel chooses the lives of the men in his care.  Denal, one of his patients, witnesses an act of treason and is torn between doing what his training says is right versus what his heart tells him.

Snippet:

“You run a tight ship, Commander,” Kel Torra remarks.

Angel is unsure if she means to pay him a compliment or if she’s admonishing him for overbearance.

“But your expenses are nearly twice that of other medical stations,” she continues.

“HCTFF2 receives the majority of wounded troopers, sir,” Angel states.

Kel Torra blinks at him.  He’s never been a good judge of Kaminoan body language.  Costing the Republic credits without justification isn’t something he appreciates being accused of.  He looks up at her, wondering if she has more to say or if she’s looking for him to explain himself.  It’s simple, really.

“This medical station does not decommission enough troopers compared to the numbers being redeployed to the front,” Kel Torra eventually tells him.

It’s simple.

“These men are still alive, sir,” Angel states as flatly, and as calmly as he can.

She blinks and her already thin lips thin further.  “These… clones… are alive against set protocols.”

“Sir-” 

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I’m excited to be presenting this to y’all! I hope you enjoy it :D

@reaalikaasu is the very talented artist!

Fic Title: Best Part

Rated: Teen

Word count: Over 25,000

Pairing: Fox x Thorn

Tags: cloneshipping, clonecest, CC-1010 | Fox, Clone Commander Thorn, CC-5869 | Stone, CC-4477 | Thire, CC-2224 | Cody, Clone ocs, jedi ocs, Sheev Palpatine, Mother Talzin, Canon-typical violence, palpatine dies, Mace Windu, Plo Koon, CC-6454 | Ponds, CC-3636 | Wolffe, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Yoda, Satine Kryze, Mon Mothma, Padme Amidala, Bail Organa, Alpha-17,  CC-1010 | Fox / Clone Commander Thorn, implied anirexdala, 

Summary: Commanders Fox and Thorn are trying to survive the war together on Coruscant. Can they survive Palpatine’s machinations?

Snippet:

Stone’s voice was groggy and confused on the other end of the comm. "Fox? What's going on?"

"I overslept, somehow. I’m sure I set the alarms properly - some bastard must have turned them off," Fox explained in a rush. “Why didn't you comm me earlier? You know that Brink is going to be on your ass for pulling a third double in a row, even if I am grateful that you apparently decided to cover my shift without checking in with me. But I'm not injured, so you didn't need to do that.” He transferred the call to his bucket comm as he finished dressing in his armor, pausing for just a moment to snatch a breath and one of the emergency ration bars stashed in his bunk-side drawer.

"What? No, I'm not still on shift,” Stone answered, and he sounded increasingly bewildered. “Thorn took report a couple of hours ago. It's fine, Fox. Don't you - " 

Fox cursed under his breath, tensing up further. He'd been unsure about whether or not the unnamed thing between himself and Thorn should continue - despite the warm-soft-fuzzy feelings, he didn't want to overstep, and here Thorn was covering for one of his missteps. "Force karking damn it. I still wish that one of you had woken me up! I'll be at headquarters in five. Hopefully he hasn't had to cover too many of the meetings I'm supposed to be in for security reasons today."

"FOX! You don't have any meetings scheduled today. You're also not scheduled for patrol!" Stone half-yelled. "Fox, don't you remember?"

Fox paused for a moment, trying to figure out what Stone was referring to. There was something niggling at the back of his mind, but in his not-panic over being so horribly late to his shift he couldn't quite remember what it was that he should be remembering. "Remember what? That I'm horribly, horribly late? And that if any of the nat-borns we deal with - outside of the Jetiise - realize this slip up, it's back to Kamino for recalibration if I'm lucky?"

"Force's sake, Fox! You have the day off. Your request for leave went through," Stone cut in, talking over more of Fox's babbling with fond exasperation. "None of us woke you up because you're on leave.”

Fox blinked in surprise, and the memories slowly filtered back in at Stone’s words. That’s right; he had  five days off, all in a row. His request, submitted months ago, had finally been approved a couple of days previously, despite the Supreme Chancellor originally rejecting it. 

Fox had Bulwark to thank for that; the Chief Medical Officer had petitioned the Jedi Council directly, citing that battlefield commanders regularly got leave after campaigns, but the four commanders of the Coruscant Guard had never been granted leave because they were permanently stationed on Coruscant. Apparently he’d also had some choice words about CorSec all but abandoning their duties to the Guard - none of which the vode were even trained for, much less had the resources to take on. 

While Fox had been concerned to hear that one of his vode had criticized CorSec so blatantly to the Jedi, he had to admit that Bulwark got results. Each of the commanders would get a few days of leave off over the following months.

Fox, who knew well that the kindly old grandfather persona that the chancellor projected in public was a flimsi-thin mask hiding quite a bit of petty vindictiveness, was surprised that the Jedi had been able to strongarm him into agreeing to even that much, and he dreaded how Chancellor Palpatine would punish the Guard for it later. It was clear that the chancellor had grown very used to having an enormous amount of power and the privilege that came with it. Then again, maybe even he had finally admitted that the Guard was of no use to anyone if they burned out.

“...Right,” Fox replied belatedly. “I forgot. Sorry to have bothered you.” He winced. “I woke you up, didn’t I?”

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CloneShipping Big Bang Sneak Peek!

Here is the sneak peek for Squad Two!! @cloneshippingbigbang

So excited to bring this to you all! It's my first time podficcing so this will be fun! PRESENTING With @gallifreyianrosearkytiorsusan as Author. And as Artists @artoforesteia, myself, and Lightning Dropkick (who is also Beta). Fic Title:

Time is an Illusion, The Galaxy Makes No Sense

Rated: Mature. Word Count: 50,300

Pairings: Brill(OC)/Boss, OC/Fixer, OC/Sev, OC/Scorch

Tags: Temporary Character Death (Boss), Game Mechanic Shenanigans, Brain Surgery, Clone Commandos, Republic Commando, Alternate Universe, A/B/O,  Clone Trooper Discrimination, Clone Troopers Deserve Better, Sheev Palpatine is His Own Warning, Yandere Clone Troopers, Dark Clone Troopers, OC/Boss, OC/Scorch, OC/Fixer, OC/Sev, Possessive Clone Troopers, Dub Con, mentions of non con off screen, The Force, Magic-ish

Major Archive Warnings: Major Character Death, Dubcon.

Summary:

Boss has an Unusual Defect, one that makes it seem like he can travel back in time to a point in the past. Usually, once he has been healed up at a bacta tank dispenser. One of the things that he realizes is, not only is he shifting through time, he is shifting through Alternate Dimensions and Timelines, most of them are very similar to the ones that he originally came from, and some of them are very different. But as a Commando, he was trained to roll with the punches, and flying blaster bolts, and is determined to keep his squad alive. No matter how many times he has to die in order to get a happier ending.

Snippet and Sneak Peek below!

He... pauses and listens, asking questions and slowly following after Sev. Quiet and determined- and interested in that cure- and offering his help, in what little can, what with knowing only enough medical stuff to patch himself and his vode 'e up mid- and post-battle.

Still- Sev encouraged his interesting Other Things- rather than eyeing his blaster with the desperate gaze that he's seen in other vod'e- he's still on Being Watched- for... Suicidal Ideation. Just in case. Boss listens and learns much as the geneticists allow him to of the testing and what they are doing- them finding the Cure- and then later a shelf-stable version of it.

One that he very studiously learns how to make- his joints, oh, how they ache and crack, even though getting the rapid aging cure helps, he is still suffering the after-effects of the rapid aging, before it had been shifted to normal nat-born aging rates for a near-human species.

Still- during one of the times that they are helping the Rebels out with administrative tasks, teaching tactics, and whatnot, which helps them, most of these nat-borns are very painfully civilian.

It's interesting, teaching other skills to fight and defend and tactics to kill and harm. Then the alarm klaxons ring, and as the Empire descends on them, Boss makes sure to help others evacuate and fight.

He sees Sev get dragged on a transport- who turns to look- eyes widening in alarm as he sees Boss not on the ship as the last transport takes flight while he is still on the ground- Sev is trying to move there is noise and light and heat and pain... light, darkness, and a howling silence.

Boss's eyes snap open and his eyes flicker around swiftly as he tries to assess where he is, when it is, and what's going on. He mentally frowns as he looks around, everything seems... bigger- and he notices the harsh white walls and blinding- not blinding lights.

Kamino. Why the kark is he all the way on Kamino? That doesn't make sense- he should be somewhere in Kashyyyk not on Kamino. Perhaps it was because it had been so long since he had done a Return?

Hm... Finishing using the bacta tank dispenser on Kamino he walks- almost wobbling, Sweet karking force how young is he? He finds a mirror and sees a cadet just barely out of decanting peer at him in the mirror.

Well, kriff. He's back years in the past- before the start of the War, and well before the Rise of the Empire- and the fall of the Republic. Which had been more decaying into the Empire- but alas, such quibbles are for those that care about politics and mega-conglomerations.

One of the first things that the tubie-cadet Commandos are taught is how to use the bacta tank dispensers. The only times they are sent to the medics are for is when they get shots and their annual medical checks that all vod'e have to take.

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Squad 17 | Cloneshipping Big Bang | Sneak Peek!!

I’m excited to get to share our collaboration for @cloneshippingbigbang, with myself @spiritofthenortheners as a writer and the lovely @mimsiical as the artist! 🧡

Title: DEEP END

Rating: Explicit

Word Count: ~12k

Pairings: CC-8826 Neyo/ Clone Commander Faie, other minor relationships

Major Warnings/ Tags: Rivals to Fuckbuddies to Lovers; Explicit Sexual Content; Minor Character Injury; Minor Character Death; Order 66 Happens Differently; Major Character Death But It's Offscreen and Palps; Horny Teenagers; Casual Sex; Unhealthy Coping Mechanisms; Undercover as a Sex Worker; Drinking; References to: Drugs, Power Imbalance, Mental Health Issues and Child Abuse; Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Falling in Love

Summary:

Lips crush his own and Faie opens his mouth like it’s instinctive, making a conscious effort to push his hips against Neyo’s but it backfires. Intense pleasure sparks along his spine and something hot and heavy pools in the pit of his stomach. It’s maybe weak but he’s so gone in this moment he grabs Neyo by the head and flips them, straddling Neyo and gasping open mouthed as the fire in his veins runs wild.

It started in Kamino. Whatever the "it" is. It’s got something to do with Faie’s burning need to be the best and to never let any vulnerabilities show. For Faie it’s partly pain and bruised skin and broken bones but also heat, Neyo’s annoyed hisses and curses as Faie twists out of his hold and laughs mockingly.

It’s probably got a lot to do with Neyo’s blank cold eyes watching him like he’s a challenge.

It started by accident and never stopped happening. Faie thinks he's maybe developed a bad habit of tolerating his di'kut of a fellow commander.

Music sneak peek below! The song captures something very essential about the dynamics between Neyo and Faie 🥰

Snippet:

Flames rise from the distance as the Separatist research facility they infiltrated explodes beautifully. Faie sort of likes the rainbow of colors reflected in the dusty clouds that drift towards them from the area.

In front of him, the other Commander – the Marshal Commander – grunts and heaves his pack higher, over his injured shoulder. Faie would snort if he didn’t know better. It is always best not to telegraph your anything, really, with Neyo.

They trek along the ledge of a ravine until the dust clouds are no more visible and the sound of alarm is only a distant echo. There will be someone searching for them, Faie knows. It’s not that he’s worrying. They’ll be ready. Neyo glances over his shoulder and huffs, annoyed, eyes blank. Faie faces him, knows his gaze is similar. Cold.

It’s what they have in common, he thinks and it doesn’t sting. Everything is - fine.

”Camp.” It’s not actually a question but Faie nods anyway. The asshole in front of him won’t get to say that he disrespects his holiness the Marshal Commander.

Fucker.

The cave is where they found it in the first place, upon arriving. It’s a good spot: entrance hidden, and on the wrong side of a logical place to escape to. Not far from their hidden ship. And it’s easily defendable if it comes to that.

Faie thumbs the remote in his hand and can’t resist lifting his gaze a little. Neyo watches him, unreadable but the side of his mouth tics up the tiniest bit. A promise of more explosions is a sure way to cheer the bastard right up.

He feels charitable, suddenly. It’s weird. ”You wanna?” Faie throws the remote. Neyo's smile flashes suddenly, full of teeth as he catches the device and activates it. Distant explosions rumble and Neyo looks at him for a long while.

”How kind of you, chakaar,” Neyo drawls and Faie swats his shoulder, precisely on the injured part and smiles, saccharine sweet.

”Well. I’m nice that way.”

His fellow Commander snorts and prevents any reaction to pain that must flare on his scorched skin. They’ve been trained to be the best and letting something as trivial as pain affect their ruthless efficiency has always been unacceptable.

Neyo looks ready to pull a knife on him. Faie keeps smiling, unconcerned. He’s just as fast and lethal and Neyo knows that. It’s like a stalemate.

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Squad 33 | Cloneshipping Big Bang | Sneak Peek!

For @cloneshippingbigbang

Writing by @abelunwilling (forceinsensitive)

Art by @ann-i-inthestars ​ (nephilimswitchlight)

Title: “Long Ride Home”

Pairing: Echo/Crosshair

Rating: Mature

No Archive Warnings Apply

Other Tags: AU - Canon Divergence, Angst, PTSD, heavy depictions of brainwashing and mental illness 

Word Count: 20K (approx) 

Summary:

Crosshair insists on returning to the Empire, but the Batch insist that he at least get back safely. When Echo volunteers to be the one to escort him, he finds himself confronting his own past trauma as well as the disturbing realities of Crosshair’s present. 

What should have been a simple drop soon becomes a long ride home.

I would like to earnestly thank @ann-i-inthestars for being such an awesome support and partner-in-crime for this project. We can’t wait to share the whole story with everyone! - Abel :) 

Excerpt:

“On Anaxes,” says Crosshair, after a cumbersome pause. “Why did you agree to join?”

Echo casts his eyes down toward the city again, all the people just distant, faintly-moving dots. That decision feels like it was practically a lifetime ago. Why would Crosshair ask this now?

“That place… with Rex, with my brothers… it wasn’t the same as when I left it,” he says, finally. The words come out slow, cautious. “I wasn’t the same. I needed to find out who I was without leaning on my past, and this squad… it fit. So, I said yes.”

“You didn’t belong any more,” says Crosshair, distantly. “You weren’t like them.”

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Here it is, the sneak-peak for @cloneshippingbigbang !!

Author: @bejeweledgoth

Artist: Neon_Black

- Title: All The Cracks and Breaks Than Still Remain

- Major archive warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence

- Pairing: Gregor/Rex/Wolffe

- Tags: Minor Character Death, Suicide Ideation, Suicide, Trauma, Healing From Trauma, PTSD, Post Order 66, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Happy Ending (or as happy as post order 66 can get), Building a Life Together

- Fic rating: Explicit

- word count total: 36k+

- Summary: They were all three of them broken and shattered, what remained of them less than whole, but those ragged edges fitted perfectly together, the sharpest corners of them smoothed down by each other, and now they were only ever whole when they were together.

After Order 66 Rex felt it was his duty to try and save as many as he could, to try and find those whose chips might have malfunctioned or never even activated. He finds two whose minds are still their own, Gregor and Wolffe, but many of the others they saved who did execute the order admit they would rather be dead than saved, unable to live with the memories.

Only three of them with the will to live, still, to try and pick up the pieces of who they were and form them into who they can be, together, away from all the hurt and grief that was meant to have been their destiny. What lies ahead will be a long road full of healing and learning the softer side of life, of maybe even learning to love.

By now they had reached the ship. Gregor unlocked and lowered the ramp before heading inside to most likely start in on the pre-flight checks.

Just as he was about to follow, a heavy hand gripped Rex’s bicep and jerked him to a stop, locking around his arm like a vice and he could feel the faint tremor radiating out through it from Wolffe’s trembling. “Rex, I think mine activated. Please tell me you can get it out.” 

There was something so incredibly broken and desperate in Wolffe’s voice that Rex couldn’t help but turn and pull their foreheads back together. “Of course we will. We’ll get it out and you will be completely yourself.”

Wolffe nodded, nose bumping Rex’s and he let out a shaky breath. “Good, thank you.”

The two of them made their way inside the ship, settling inside the cockpit alongside Gregor. There were only two seats inside, the ship too small for anything more, but Wolffe simply sat himself down on the floor next to Rex’s feet, one hand wrapped around his ankle the whole flight.

“I’ve got moments where I black out,” Wolffe suddenly spoke into the silence that had wrapped itself around them a couple hours later. “Moments where I felt proud of the pack for killing Buir, for killing a traitor, moments where I considered myself a traitor or felt like I needed to do whatever I could to get back to the fleet. I didn’t know what was happening and it was absolutely terrifying, not always being in control of my own actions. I would sometimes come out of it and realise I had been working towards getting closer to the fleet. It’s why I came here, as far into the Outer Rim as I could to buy myself some time if I had another episode. I used to knock myself out at the beginning to prevent it. It doesn’t happen as often now as then, luckily. Please don’t let me hurt either of you if it happens again before it’s out.”

The words hung heavy and dark inside the cramped little cockpit, at least for a moment, and then Gregor reached out and placed a hand on Wolffe’s shoulder. “We can get it out, as soon as we get back. I never had mine activate, but I still got it out. The thought of it possibly taking away who I am, it was one of the scariest things I’ve ever encountered. I’m so sorry it happened to you.”

Rex’s hand settled onto the back of Wolffe’s neck, sending Gregor a quick, appreciative smile. “We’ll take care of you, Wolffe, don’t worry.”

With a nod, Wolffe leaned his head against Rex’s knee and breathed out, “Okay. Thank you.”

Rex ran his fingers through Wolffe’s curls in a soothing, rhythmic motion and it wasn’t long before he slumped to the side and the tension bled from his shoulders as he fell asleep.

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Squad #12 Cloneshipping Big Bang Sneak Peek

We’ve got some awesome fun stuff in the works! Stay tuned for the final product!😄

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Arenas of Jertiani

Author: AO3 @backgroundfoxe

Artist: AO3 @onecreativeginger

Beta: @deathdovesong

Rating: Explicit

Word Count Total: 76k

Pairings: Crosshair/Hunter, Crosshair/Hunter/Echo

Major Archive Warnings: No Archive Warnings

Tags: Enemies to lovers, Hurt/Comfort, Slave Gladiators, Mutual Comfort Sex, Fight or die, Injuries, Society contains Sexual Slavery, Prison Intimidation, Explicit sexual scenes, Unnamed background character deaths, Arena Monsters, Mild threats of sexual abuse, Violence, Protective Batch

Summary:

When a mission for Cid goes badly wrong, Echo and Hunter find themselves captured and sold alongside Crosshair - the only survivor of his imperial squad - into the violent and often lethal fighting rings on Jertiani to save themselves from immediate execution.

With Echo separated into the Owner’s household as an advisor and uncertain whether Tech and Wrecker even survived the crash, Hunter and an extremely irritable Crosshair find themselves needing to cooperate if they want to survive long enough as gladiator fighters to find a way out.

Snippet:

Crosshair was due to be executed and there was nothing Hunter could do to stop it.

Crosshair wasn’t even supposed to be here. They’d lost track of him after Kamino’s destruction and Hunter had assumed his brother might finally have accepted their choice to leave despite his own decision to stay. But no, they’d run straight into him and a small team of troopers just as they were escaping from the city guard itself and the resulting firefight had distracted them away from the reinforcements that had suddenly shown.

They’d fought to get out, they’d fought hard, and Tech was almost on them to extract them when the Marauder had taken a direct hit from another ship ramming into it and both ships had spun away, trailing smoke and debris and the comms crackling with alarm and then-

Hunter closed his eyes.

-and then it was all hazy. Images and flashes of memory served nothing more than to tease him with snippets of information, the agony of the blow to his head destroying it even further until it was more an annoyance than comfort. All he knew was he and Echo had been captured and Crosshair was the only survivor out of his Imperial squad.

Oh, and that their captors hated the Empire even more than they hated thieving mercenaries, illustrated by the large vibro-blade held to a kneeling Crosshair’s throat so closely he could shave if he so much as twitched.

Thank kriff he’d insisted that Omega stay with Cid for this one.

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Squad #4 CloneShipping Big Bang Sneak Peek

Excited to get to share another collaboration for the CSBB! This time with the lovely @flowerparrish and @gallifreyianrosearkytiorsusan

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Title: No One Mourns the Wicked Author: @gallifreyianrosearkytiorsusan Read By: @flowerparrish Cover Art By: @flowerparrish Art By: @anstarwar Rating: E, 18+ Pairings: Dogma x Tup Tags: Songfic, Clone Trooper Reconditioning, Tup/Dogma, Clone Trooper OCs, Coruscant Sucks for Corries, CC-1010, Marshall Commander Fox, Reconditioned!Tup, Fox Kills Chancellor Palpatine, Major Character Death (it’s Palpatine), Behavioral Control Chips, CloneShipping Big Bang, Tup/Dogma Summary: Tup has been reconditioned before- he had once been a Corrie Medic named Trill. Regardless of who he was and who is now, he has a deep, fierce loyalty to his vod’e and the Republic. He falls in love with fellow Trooper Dogma- then… Umbara happened and Dogma went away. He meets a Corrie named Specter and feels starts to flourish as the war ends.

Preview below the cut:

So that no one would know what happened, and to adulterate the scene so that it was shown that it was Separatists that had killed the Senator and the... the Corrie vod'e. The Shiny almost felt sick to his stomach, that he had, unknowingly, killed fellow vod'e.

The soft shells had no chance against highly skilled and deadly commandos- and this showed it to him quite clearly. The shiny hunches his shoulders a little and follows after the slicer-engineer and helps them with cleaning up after the mission.

They leave the bodies of the Senator and the vod'e where they lay and then head back to their ship. Their Sargent, then contact Marshall Commander Fox and informing him that his squad will be arriving to take the Senator Thri'kresh to a safer location in two day’s time- their ship is still a couple days out from docking with Coruscant.

The Shiny Commando marvels, while trying not to cry or vomit or scream, about how well his ori'vod and Sargent can lie to the other vod. The Demolitions expert- the most chatty of the three ori'vod'e in Theta Squad tugs him in for a hug.

They watch him- likely monitoring him so he won't do something stupid. The guilt eats at him, the numb, shocking horror of it. Not that he would say a word of this to anyone. Opsec- for one thing, and another... no one wanted to be a vod-killer.. and he is one.

The Corries are scrambling- three squads of Corries- which had been sent to protect Senator Thri'kresh- who had been in a Senatorial hiding house in one of the safer lower levels were all found dead- as well as the Senator.

Trill is one of the medics checking over the dead- and the slicers are going for the coms and hteammatesfootage- which is a bit grainy and shows that Separatist Commando Droids had slain all of their vod'e and the Senator.

Kark. The Chancellor and the Senate are going to be displeased with their failure to protect the Senator, admittedly Senator Thri'kresh wasn't popular for their Outspoken views on wanting a more peaceful resolution and for vod'e protections.

Theta squad comes waltzing over a criticizing them for their failure to protect the Senator and their complaints about how they didn't have a mission anymore and this better not go on their records as a failure- when it was due to the Corries that their mission charge is dead.

At least- that was the Demo expert and the Combat engineer complaining, one of them was silent- if a bit twitchy, while the Sargent was just watching the situation with his arms crossed and disapproval radiating from him.

"Are you going to help us carry out the dead or just bitch at us?" Sargent Byte of the Corries snaps at the complaining Commandos.

"No- it's not our mission duty to carry failures out." The Sargent said coldly as he turned on his heel and left. His squad fofollowedfter their Sargent, the Shiny Commando pausing, looking back at them, before being grabbed by the Demo expert and tugged along with them.