#tup clone wars

[tattycoram]

Fives: swaggity swup whats wrong with Tup Fives: *discovers the sith plot for mass genocide* Fives: motherfuck

[starqueensthings]

I know Jesse is known to have perfected the nose scrunch, but…

…I think Tupperware’s giving him a run for his money 🫢

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[danceswithsporks]

Finished my 501st sweater in time for Disney!!!

[monstrumpologin]

imagine a network of dressmakers throughout the galaxy making completly unike weddinggarments for the clones that are only them and only for them. they share patterns in a databank for everything: cloaks, capes, jakets, pants, kilts, robes etc. including their armor paint and traditional elemts of their partners culture if wished so.

[secretly-a-trekkie]

they deserved a beach episode

[lothcat-lothcat-lothwolf-run]

this would go crazy on the holonet

[arrothededushka]

[sanshinexx]

The 501st boys

[ct-tupperware]

Kix + caring immensely about his brothers

[kitcat22]

The 212th enjoy making the other battalions jealous of how much better their wifi is ( it pays to have a Commander with an antenna ) by posting videos of themselves in downtime, enjoying tv shows in high quality.

This works on everyone except the 501st because they have their very own version of Grey’s Anatomy going on in Torrent Company’s medbay with original story lines and endless drama .

Bored troopers often end up lurking around the medics, who are so preoccupied with themselves they hardly notice. No tv show could ever live up to this clusterfuck of chaos hidden under feigned professionalism.

[tattycoram]

*Umbara* Fives, greeting Tup: Good morning Fives, greeting Kix: Good morning Fives, greeting Jesse: Good morning Fives, greeting Dogma: Not you, you can choke

[chiliger]

Oh if you're taking requests maybe cadet Dogma? I can imagine he'd make quite a funny face if someone handed him a tubie...

I think this would have been the only situation he’d ever hold a tubie.

(This has been on the back burner for months.)

[danceswithsporks]

On the 8th day of Batchmas I gave to all of yooouuuu!!

Bad pick up liiiinneees! (And a good one)

I’ve decided to post little snippets up until our boys finish cleaning their guns…errr season 2

Now this will take place in the universe I’ve built for my fic A Star Above the Rest! Some may be sneak peaks at future events, little glimpses into past events, or things I wanted to do but couldn’t work into the story! I hope you all enjoy them and Happy Holidays!

Day 8 of the 12 days of Bad Batchmas- Bad pickup lines!(and a good one)

“You call that a pick up line? As if.” A sultry Twi’lek in a red glitter dress scoffed and walked away from Kix. Unimpressed by his lines. Just because she was in a clone bar didn’t mean she’d hook up with any clone.

A group “oh!” Came from his fellow vod in the corner booth. They’d all seen the failure that was his pick up attempt.

Dejectedly, the medic made his way back to the table. Accepting a shot glass that was passed to him. “Not another word.”

“What exactly did you say?” Echo smirked as he leaned back in the booth. Glad to finally be spending time with his brothers. It had been quite some time.

Kix sighed as he repeated the pickup line. “ I asked her if she could take me to a medic because I broke my leg falling for her.”

The group of clones all broke out in loud laughter. Some visibly cringing at the horrible line.

“It’s amazing that it didn't work.” A beautiful voice made the group go silent. Zirena stood behind Kix on the arm of Rex. A short black dress stopped just below her ass and her five oh first blue stilettos clicked across the floor as she playfully waited for all of them to stop staring at her. “Boys” she snapped at all of them to draw their attention. “My eyes are up here.” She knew the cut of her dress was distracting, it made her breasts look massive. Which was why Rex picked it for her. He loved showing her off and she loved being shown off.

While it was true she belonged to Rex, she was also the jewel of the GAR. All the men at the booth took her in slowly, enjoying every delicious curve on her. Zirena chuckled once more before walking over to Kix and running a painted nail under his chin. Bending over slowly, Rex watched as she teased the poor medic.

“A woman doesn’t want a cheesy pick-up line. They want to be swept off their feet by heroic soldiers.” Standing back up she watched as Kix picked his jaw up off the floor. “100 credits to the first clone to pick up a date.”

All the men suddenly stared at her in surprise. Was she being serious? Rex chuckled as he motioned for Echo and Fives to move so they could sit down. “Rules, Kar’ta.”

“Ah, right. You get one shot each. Once you get struck down, return to the table and buy a round.” Smiling as Echo offered his hand to assist her in sliding in, she watched as the others slowly filed out.

“What if none of us succeed?” Jesse crossed his arms already loving this bet. He’d easily win it.

Zirena smirked as she sipped at her drink. “Then I’ll show you boys how to truly pick someone up.” Winking, she motioned for Kix to slide next to her other side. “Good luck.”

-*-

One by one each of her boys made their way back to the table, no number or date in hand.

Jesse was the first to strike out. Failing with “do you believe in love at first sight? Or should I walk by you again?” A line that had earned him a laugh, but nothing more.

Next would be Fives, a splash of alcohol to the face over “If I make a spice joke will you let me cumin you?” Even Zirena had slapped him on that one.

Sweet Tup was next and though his line was cute, the woman was already seeing someone. When he returned, Zirena had sweetly asked him what he’d said. “I’m confused. Someone said happiness starts with an ‘h’ , but mine seems to start with ‘u’.”

Rex watched as Zirena swooned at that and he had to admit, it was good. He watched as more shots were placed on their table by the bartender. A woman that even Zirena had stated was gorgeous. “Only two left. Wrecker and Echo.”

Zirena hummed as the warmth of her whiskey shot went down her throat. “I wager Echo will win.” Her best friend was sweet and funny. Women loved that, if they could get past the metal.

The Captain chuckled as his fingers traced little circles against her deliciously thick thighs. “I believe Wrecker will be our surprise victor.”

“Are you thinking of a wager, my love?” Zirenas fingers walked up her fiancés chest slowly.

“Indeed. If I’m right, then you do that thing I like later tonight.” He watched as she smirked slyly.

“Mmm, and if I win. You do that thing I adore.” With a giggle she felt Rex kiss her cheek. Their bet was set.

It didn’t take long for Echo to return to the table. A defeat under his belt. He’d actually been having a great conversation with a beautiful Twi’lek when another, buffer clone had interrupted them. He didn’t stand a chance then. Kix sweetly moved so Echo could sit next to Zirena where she placed a loving pat on his hand. When asked what had gotten him that far, he happily proclaimed. “ I was wondering if you had an extra heart? Because you stole mine.”

An “awww” came from Zirena as she passed him a drink. “With this adorable face, how could she say no?”

“Easy when that size man comes sweeping in.” Fives pointed towards the clone in question. Though he couldn’t see what was so great.

Everyone watched the final contestant as he patiently waited at the bar. It took a while, during which the table received more rounds. Some they hadn’t even ordered but were courtesy of some shinys trying to hit on Zirena. She made sure to thank them before kissing Rex. Finally, after almost thirty minutes of waiting, Wrecker returned.

“Strike out too?” Fives watched as the large clone sat down with a satisfied thud.

“Nope.” Rex held up his communicator to show the bartender's number. Looking over his shoulder to her, he winked and she smiled.

“How?!?” Jesse was flabbergasted that Wrecker out of all of them won.

“She asked what I wanted. I simply told her that the only thing that would quench my thirst was her sitting on my face.” Wrecker shrugged happily as he took his own shot.

Zirena loudly choked on her own drink at his words. She didn’t know Wrecker had that side to him. Rexs hand slapped her back a few times trying to help clear her throat. “Fuck.” Reaching into her bag she pulled out a hundred credits and passed them to the clone. “You defensively deserve those.”

Wrecker smiled victoriously as he pocketed the winnings. He’d have to tell Crosshair that it actually worked once he went back to the ship. Which from the way the bartender had smiled and looked at him? Wouldn’t be until the next evening.

[art-soop]

good soldiers follow orders 🥲

don’t mind me, i’m just rewatching clone wars and remembering that tup is precious and deserved better 🫶

[phantasm-echo]

Some tup doodles I made for my last post haha

[chocomars]

Big fan of DBB’s hc of Fives where he survives and retires to start a tauntaun farm on Hoth 🥲 also, Tup’s there too because both of them deserve to live a peaceful life 🥲🥲

Redraw of them in fluffy cloaks because that’s always fun!