#clonetober2021

[youngcheesecaketale]

Jesse & Kix Baby Story Progress

I'm SO SO SO sorry that it been taking a while to finish it. I'm still working on it. I'm just going to to repost it again but in Story form and not in script form. Please don't be mad at me for taking so long to finish it.

[bookshopangel]

Clonetober Round-Up!

All my Clonetober2021 drawings together! Thank you @clonetober​ for organizing this event! I had a ton of fun and I’m so proud of myself for drawing so much despite being really busy for almost all of October. I even did a few things that were outside of my comfort zone (looking at you, Rex with the foreshortening and Kix with that particular angled profile xD). You can find the bigger versions of these on my clonetober2021 tag or my art tag.

I hope I can color some of my favorites soon! (I think I need the Order 66 Pizzas one as a sticker, ngl.) Which ones would you want to see colored?

[anstarwar]

Clonetober 2021 Day 21: Clones + their Jedi/domestic

Cody and Obi post war getting to share a sweet moment after some celebration or other

[catawampuscorner]

Family holo for their first Halloween! You know that Plo is the parent that every kid wants to trick-or-treat with. He dresses up with the Pack but doesn’t embarrass them in front of their friends, and if someone (naming no names, but Comet) gets scared, he’ll be real subtle about holding hands.

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I really wasn’t sure I’d finish this one before Halloween, never mind in time for day 26 of Clonetober (the prompt is “Wolfpack”), but I had a rainy day and a strong desire to just sit and colour something. And this one...she’s got a lot of colours 😂 There’s a non-holo version under the cut if you want to see them in all their saturated glory.

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Baby clones in animal onesies are available as stickers, mugs, and other fun things on Redbubble!

[oxzebi997]

Friendly reminder that we know in canon that Cody was not present for the first battle of Geonosis

Friendly reminder that we know in canon that Rex was

Food for thought: Rex is probably the older clone, Cody was just designed to outrank him

[bb-8]

do you ever feel personally victimized by your own art 

happy aayla and bly ಥ_ಥ

[sleepy-tog]

Clonetober Day 10: Commander Fox

Also happy Foxiyo week!!!!

This man is stressed and deserves a large coffee. I love him

[c0untrymutt]

Clonetober day 2: Commander Cody!!! I love this man so, so much.

[clonetober]

The wait is over! Here is the official calendar for Clonetober 2021!

We will post each week’s prompts at the beginning of the week as a refresher. Tag your friends, favorite writers and artists, and your fellow clone lovers!

All forms of writing and art are welcome, just remember to tag appropriately for NSFW content! Please feel free to message us if you have any questions.

Don’t forget to use the #clonetober2021 so we can find and reblog your work!

[holding-hands-and-hearts]

The Spaces Between

“What does the Force feel like?”

It’s dark out, and the vast sea of stars above them glitters faintly, casting pinpricks of light into Obi-Wan’s eyes. The forest rustles with the sounds of late evening, and farther away, a muted, human hum. The company is making camp, settling down for the next night on this unnamed planet. It’s peaceful here, and when things are so beautifully uncomplicated the quiet whispers guilt into Cody’s mind. One way or another, they’ve brought war to rest beneath its branches.

“Cody, you can ask anything of me you wish,” Obi-Wan had said. “I hope you know that.”

And there was a beat of silence, waiting for Cody to say something like thank you or I understand or that means a lot. But he didn’t. The words had tumbled from his mouth unbidden, and now his tongue throbbed where he wished he’d bitten them back.

Obi-Wan leans back, slightly, fixing his gaze on something beyond the stars, and Cody opens his mouth to apologize. But the Jedi beats him to it, as Jedi often do. “What an interesting question.” His beard curves softly along the lines of his smile.

Cody ducks his head down, sheepish, but he cannot take it back now. Obi-Wan is unfazed.

“I suppose it is hard to describe, because I have never been without it,” he muses. “We teach that it flows through us - we are its instruments, in a sense.” He shifts again, turning back to Cody. There is something compelling in the depths of his eyes, lit softly with kindness and care.  Cody always wondered if that was it - that constant, undefined existence - or if that was simply the way Kenobi was. Maybe it was both.

So Obi-Wan sat back, pointing towards the spaces between the stars, telling snatches of stories Cody didn’t fully understand - moments stolen from when they were younglings, learning to meditate in the crèche, ancient fables of light and dark from thousands of years ago.

But Cody got it when Obi-Wan looked into his eyes, and smiled, and gestured towards the faraway sounds of the men, in their newly-built camp among the trees. Light glowed from their tents. A fire crackled subtly, and threads of woodsmoke wisped past Cody’s nose. Someone was singing - probably Wooley - and someone else laughed and added their voice to the song. Waxer, who would be clinging to Boil’s arm trying to get him to join in.

Cody could feel the warmth from here.

And it practically made Obi-Wan glow. He drank it in like it was mixed with the air, re-emitted it and tangled the air with something indescribable. His eyes glowed with that something, his body relaxed until he just was. He reached for Cody’s hand, and his fingers tingled with life and energy and meaning.

There was something my Master used to say, Obi-Wan tells him.

It surrounds us. It penetrates us. It binds the galaxy together.

Cody looks back for the distant lights of his brothers. They’re singing, now, all together, and someone laughs when someone else is purposely off-key and the fire snaps merrily like an arrhythmic kind of percussion.

There’s something warm in his chest, a careful, kindly glow. His breaths come easier, and he can’t feel the bite of the breeze on the back of his throat anymore. Obi-Wan rubs his thumb over the back of Cody's hand, and the same warmth seems to live in all of the places their skin meets. It drifts in the air with the smoke and the sounds of the forest and the nameless melody around the fire.

Nowhere, and everywhere, and all of the places in between.

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One final Obi-Wan and Cody for @clonetober - I can't believe it's almost over. I thought it was fitting to do them again. I wasn't expecting to get to know Cody this month as well as I have, but I'm so glad I have. He's such a beautiful character.

I do feel bad that the rest of the 212th hasn't really gotten the love they deserve (from me, anyway). It's been easier to psychoanalyze one person at a time, admittedly; but the rest of the guys in gold are quite high on my list of priorities.

Soon, I promise.

taglist: @justasigh37 @sexy-rex @handsignals

[i-got-no-bones]

Clonetober Day 5 Favorite Duo or Trio/Drunken Confessions

Just ignore this is late lmao. My computer did not want to cooperate with me. It restarted suddenly and I lost half my work :'(((((

[bookshopangel]

Clonetober Day 27: Kix for Clone Medic day, aka “Don’t talk to me before I’ve had my caf.”

[stuffedeggplants]

Two men of the 21st Medical Detachment 16 standard hours after a major engagement of the Felucia campaign. Names and CT numbers unknown.

For Inktober/Clonetober.

[catawampuscorner]

They’re lost :( and they can’t find any of their friends :(( and the corn maze is closing in half an hour :((( and they keep hitting dead ends :(((( and the only solution is to hold hands :(((((

Big thanks to @sleepy-maya​ for suggesting Codywan as a princess and a pirate!

(Today’s alternate Clonetober prompt is “overwhelmed”)

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Baby clones in animal onesies are available as stickers, mugs, and other fun things on Redbubble! 

[findhimfives]

Phase II Arc Trooper, Day 19

Fives, my beloved

[disdainfreely]

Clonetober Day 4: Maintenance

Have an itty bitty little 250-word soft Jesse/Kix ficlet!

Jesse always calls them ‘maintenance checks’, these times that Kix calls him into the medbay. He says it kindly, with a smile, and doesn’t object when Kix stands there in front of him and runs a scanner over every inch of him.

He doesn’t do it expecting to find something.

He just needs to reassure himself that Jesse is alright, that Jesse is whole and healthy. He needs to know that the death and the grievous injuries that he sees far too frequently haven’t taken Jesse.

Jesse is the sweetest, kindest man that Kix knows. He sits there on the medical bunk and lets Kix run scanners over him, one after another, until that gnawing fear is sated. Once Kix’s breaths come a little easier, once the edge of the panic has left, Jesse gently pries the scanner from Kix’s hand.

He’s not forceful, he’s never forceful in these moments. He just eases the device from Kix’s hand and distracts him with soft kisses until Kix has gone soft and pliant against him.

Then Jesse always says the same thing, word for word.

“So, Kix, is my maintenance all done? I don’t need a tune-up?”

And Kix rolls his eyes and kisses him until Jesse is the one leaning after him for more kisses.

“You pass this inspection. We’ll see about the next one,” Kix tells him.

Jesse laughs and draws him in close.

And then they don’t speak for a long while.

Link to my clonetober collection on Ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/series/2543764