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that little nonchalant flick of the wrist is everything 🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️

my fully completed draws from tonites draw thingy ! ! ! ! :) drew atton rand for Initiation purposes. made a marker-y brush that was really great to use

Something that's been stuck in my head recently is, who taught Wolffe to bite people? This has been stuck in my head for days now.

Alpha-17: *goes up to Fordo and Stec* "Stop teaching my cadets bad habits." Stec: "What are you talking about?" 17: *Holds up his arm that has a bite mark* "You taught Wolffe to bite during sparring" Stec: "Why do you think it was us?" 17: "You bit Spar when you were fresh out of the tube, and Fordo bit Nate when he was trying to get the thread to fix his Kama" Fordo: *Staring 17 dead in the eyes* "Who do you think WE learned it from? We never bit Prime in the middle of sparring"

I really wanted to do a baby Cody for Cody Day and who better to show their nephew how to bite than the Alpha disaster twins! Stec might not have been prepared to almost lose two fingers today.

Alpha-17, holding cadet Rex: This is Rex. He bites as well Fordo, gazing at Fox and Wolffe: We really have too many cadets who bite

I do have a few small things worked out for this!

-Fordo and Stec do get separated (Sobbing) -Fordo ends up finding (read: adopting) two more kids! He finds Cal and Sev on Kashyyyk and brings them with him. -Thire isn't found till later and he is working/hiding at a small rebel medical tent -Fixer also makes a big appearance!!! I don't know which I like yet but he either tried to defect with Boss to find Scorch and Sev or when they were trying to defect Boss ends up hiding an injured Fixer and that was the last Fixer knows of what happened. -There are pockets of Clone resistance, like you have Rex's group and then there's Fordo, Sev, Cal, and Thire who are their own little group, and it goes on from their until some of the groups end up running into each other

These are the broad ideas that have been bouncing around in my head for this au and I know that I'd love to expand it more to add other characters I really like such as Alpha-17, the Nulls, Ferus Olin, etc.

If I ever did do anything more for this I'd wanna try to write the majority of it! With little additions of art whenever I can defeat artblock!

I really wanna do more with that Clone Rebellion au. I want my favorite boys to get some happy family time!

Hey hey, I wanted to try writing a little something with Stec and Fordo to get a better feel for their characters and this is what came about!

If you prefer to read it on ao3 I have a link for that right here

And if you prefer to read it here on tumblr! I posted the entire thing under the cut!!

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If he ever got his hands on the person who booked their room for this mission, 17 was going to make them suffer.

Alpha-17 had been sent on a recon mission deep into Seperatist-held space. He already was annoyed by the fact that he could not have his whole kit on this op, but the fact he was not alone on the mission either was also annoying. Well, 17 thought to himself, it wouldn’t be so bad if I wasn’t paired with-

A hand smacked into 17’s face and he immediately reached up to slap back at his assailant. Stec squawked and latched onto 17’s wrist as the older ARC held onto his face and shook his head back and forth, shoving him off the bed that 17 had claimed. Fordo had stolen the blankets from the bed, leaving 17 to freeze, the shebs, and was hidden under the blanket pile.

“This is the greatest betrayal!” Stec moaned from the floor of the room. 17 grunted when Stec kicked his feet up onto the bed and jabbed at his side. “You subject your poor kih’vod to sleeping on the cold, hard floor! How will we survive the night!” Muffled snickering coming from the blanket pile accompanied Stec’s groaning and 17 was quick to grab the ankle of the foot that kept pressing into his side and shove them off the bed.

Whoever thought it was a good idea to put these two di’kute on a mission with him is going to meet the business end of his deecee. A thought occurred to 17 as he thwarted another attempt from Stec to take the bed. He had talked to Maze while on Triple Zero and had told the other Alpha that most of their brothers were off Kamino and out in the war. 

That little- Stec crowed as he finally managed to get on the bed, pinning 17’s arm down and capturing the other with his hands. It would not be difficult to roll and send Stec over the other side of the bed, his kih’vod practically did it himself having pinned his arm under the younger Alpha. 

A weight settling itself over both of their legs, however, thwarted that plan. Stec and 17 both paused in their shoving to look down at the end of the bed and were greeted by the sight of the blanket mound.

Moving one of his legs resulted in a grumble, bending his knee garnered a huff, and when 17 tried to pull his legs free he was rewarded with a pinch and arms coiling around his knees.

Stec was cackling, quick to exploit the opportunity to slump over 17’s chest and arms while his tat kept the older Alpha’s legs pinned.

“See, this is sharing 17!” Stec finished shifting, mashing his face into his 17’s shoulder. “Isn’t it much more comfortable anyway? Now no one has to freeze or sleep on the floor.”

“The only reason I would have been cold is because Fordo stole the blankets” 17 jostled one leg and ignored the Kark you tapped against his knee.

“You know him, never like’s letting his face see the light of day” Stec yelped and jerked a leg up, glaring down at the blanket mound and kicking out when the wheezing laugh of their youngest came from the blankets. 

17 bit back another groan as he felt both his brothers settle for the night, Stec draped over 17’s chest and Fordo curled over his legs. 

It was…nice, he thought, feeling both of his brothers’ breathing even out as they dropped off to sleep. Knowing that his brothers were close, that he could do something if they needed him, it settled that little voice that was always nagging him, telling him that something could -and would- go wrong. 

Feeling Stec curl closer, his younger brother’s unruly hair tickling his neck, settled half of that voice. The same happened with Fordo. Even though the youngest was curled under the blankets, knowing that he felt safe enough to sleep without his helmet and was holding onto his twin’s ankle- 17 could see his hand peeking out from under his hideaway- finished off any other doubts that hissed in the older Alpha’s head. 

He curled an arm over Stec’s shoulder and moved a leg so it rested over Fordo’s knees, settling himself in for the night. 

He would have to send Maze a message after the mission. Something to thank him for the comfort that the twins brought. And I know the perfect message 17 hummed as he settled in for the night.

Ni ganar ja'hailir, vod'ika 17 thought, content with having his vode close again.

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Mando'a translations

kih'vod: little brother di'kute: idiots tat: twin shebs: ass Ni ganar ja'hailir, vod'ika: I have watch, little brother vode: brothers

Maze: "Of course I sent my best men for the job! They'll get it done and no one will even know they were there."

Maze's "Best Men":

Alpha 17: I'm tired of you two busting in here and distracting my cadets!

Fordo: *Looking up from where Ponds and Cody are attempting to climb him*

Stec: *Holding Fox under one arm and Wolffe over a shoulder*

Alpha 17: and stop trying to steal them! You have two cadets of your own!

Stec:

Fordo:

Stec: If you're tired of us, then go take a nap

I'm a huge sucker for those fics where someone gets changed back to a kid for a bit and yall gotta know.

If it happened to Thire, Fox would have to be constantly checking to make sure corrie hq hasn't been invaded by Alpha clones. Nothing could keep Stec and Fordo from checking on their cadet and its even better cause they're sometimes stationed on Coruscant so they always take the time to visit.

Just think of little baby Thire staring down from Fordo's arms while he snacks on a treat while watching Stec gush over having new cadets. 17 probably feels a shiver go down his back from all the way on Kamino and comms Fox because damn if it dont feel like when the disaster brigade tried to abduct his cadet when they were young.

Little sketch page featuring Cody and Fordo! I honestly loved drawing his visor a lot and his multiple little antennae.

I also have little Stec and Fordo cause I'm a sucker for the "turned back to children" trope. Plus Cody with a baby Rex cause how can I not have those two together??? 100% based on the samurai holding a cat picture.

Bby Fordo: *gives the other alphas uncanny valley feelings*

Bby Stec: Yep that's mine now

Bby 17: *staring at Stec and Fordo* what are you doing?

Bby Stec and Fordo, who crawled into the room from a vent: *staring back* our older brother now

Stec: * to 17s cadets* and thats how we adopted 17!

17: *fending off Fordo trying to steal his pudding cup* Firstly of all I was cursed-

Hey hey hey, remember when I said I wanted to give Maze some love?

I did it!

Here's a little writing I did for Maze get that good ol' Kih'vode loving and also Alpha-17 getting sweet sweet revenge!

And if you prefer to read it here on tumblr it'll be right under the cut!

Maze would much rather be curled up in his bunk, reading the new novel he downloaded on his datapad, than be standing here as he and General Zey waited for Skirata and Omega to disembark from wherever they decided to travel this time. 

He rolled his eyes- safely hidden behind his helmet- at the quiet chuckling coming from Zey and instead focused on nodding to Ordo when the group got closer. Zey stepped forward to greet the group and ask about their mission but the stomping of running feet immediately stole Maze’s attention. The others had also glanced over at the sound, distracted from their conversation, and were front-seat spectators to the captain being tackled by two blue blurs. 

Maze grunted toppling over from the combined weight of two troopers. The shout clawing its way up his throat left as a strangled shriek when one of the troopers shifted from the tangle of limbs and popped their head up- he could tell the vod was grinning behind the helmet, the shabuir was grinning!- crowing regardless of their current audience. 

“Ori’vod!” He wrenched an arm free from the pile to swat at the vod- of course, it was Stec, his vod’ika did what he wanted regardless of superiors present- only to growl when his hit missed and was rewarded with a helmet thunking roughly against his own. 

Maze wheezed when Stec slipped and fell back down onto the pile. The Alpha let his helmeted head drop down to the permacrete, resigned to his fate. He could hear Zey laughing. It was a full belly sound that warmed you up from the inside. If Zey was laughing no doubt the rest of Skirata’s clan were either laughing or shocked into silence.

Softer footsteps circling them had him tilting his head enough to see familiar red armor and jaig eyes staring into his soul. 

“You’re their Captain, Fordo” He hated to admit it but pleading to his littlest vod’ika might win him some dignity back. “You let your men body people in front of their commanding officer?” His only response was a tilted helmet and the subtle shaking of shoulders. His fellow captain was laughing at him. Fordo moving his hands brought Maze back from his lamenting and what he saw made him give up all belief that he had any hand in raising these two.

“Seventeen says hello, Ori’vod” Fordo signed. He had that same smug head tilt that all Kih’vode did whenever they pulled one over on their Ori’vode. Maze felt all hope slip from his fingers as Stec and Galaar- it had to be him the pilot practically suctioned himself to the twins after Hypori- let themselves go limp and practically smothered Maze into the ground. 

General Zey peered down at him with an amused smile. His hands were clasped primly behind his back as the general watched Maze give in to the terror that was little brothers.

“I see you will be busy for the rest of the day, Captain. I will go ahead and confirm your request for leave.” He then turned away back to the Skirata clan who were watching the scene with varying degrees of confusion and or-oddly enough- heartache, if Maze was reading Sergeant Skirata correctly. 

Galaar took the time to thank the General for giving Maze leave, stating that he knew Maze was not lying when the older Alpha talked about how good the man was. Zey looked pleasantly surprised and his smile grew warmer as he nodded to the pilot and stepped away to lead Omega and the rest of Clan Skirata away. Fordo had crouched down by then and was digging through the pouches in Maze’s belt to find the snacks the captain had stored there from habit since they were little. Stec was busy chattering away at Maze- who was ignoring him, no he was NOT interested in the fact Seventeen nearly threw them in a river again- while Galaar had taken to sitting on the older Alpha’s legs and sneaking snacks from the other side of his belt.

Scavengers, the lot of them. He thought to himself while staring up at the Coruscant sky. His attention was stolen again as the parting group got further away.

Maze was going to pummel his Kih’vode into the mats after hearing Fi’s departing remark. 

“I guess even the Alpha class is susceptible to the wills of Kih’vode.”

Alpha pile!

I wanted to give Maze some love after reading Triple Zero and what better way for that to happen than for his Kih'vode to drag him into a vod pile?

I finished this right before my copy of True Colors got here so it is time to go continue my journey through the Republic Commando Books!!

From left to right you have

Front: unnamed commander (brightest yellow), Maze, Stec, Fordo, Mar'ek (brightest blue), Jangotat, Tavo, unnamed Pilot (protectors symbol), Sull

Back: Trantos, Muzzle, Alpha-17, Spar, Aven

Stec is the twin who would scoop up Thire when he was little and fly him around this he's a ship. He'd carry Denal around on his shoulders and answer any question he has was. Stec would twirl Rex around and deliver him to 17's cadets cause- "my ori'vod is all bite and barely bark, but he's also a big softy!". Stec us very outwardly affectionate with all his cadets.

Fordo is quiet with his affection. He'd let Thire play with his helmet as he works. He'd teach Denal signs to help him better communicate with his batchmate during pranks. Fordo would let Rex follow him around, tucked safely under his kama, and slow his steps so Rex wouldn't have to rush. Fordo shows his love through small moments with all his cadets.

17 has- he would deny this to his dying breath- hoarded all of the pictures of his kih'vode with their cadets just like with his own. One of 17's favorite pictures is a picture of Stec and Fordo passed out on a bunk. Stec sprawled across the bunk, one arm wrapped around Fordo who is half covering him, another arm wrapped around Denal so he doesn't fall out of the bunk from where he laying across Stec's legs and hip. Rex is curled up like a tooka on Fordo's back. Fordo has one arm curled on Stec's chest, holding a tubie safely on his twins chest.

A Kiss a Day in May

Day 26- Scattered Kisses

Fordo & Fox

Each day this month I have a 100 word drabble featuring a different clone with a kiss prompt. Not all are romantic and they include all sorts of pairings and relationships. Feel free to offer pairing/ character suggestions for future days.

As soon as the news broke Fox started running but he knew he was too late. He sprinted past shinies, jumped a hover-cart of supplies and vaulted out a window to start climbing a drainage pipe of a nearby building. He was waiting for him.

Hissing like a cornered tooka Fox fought valiantly but Fordo was stronger and had been putting up with his shit since he was a cadet. He tugged fox's helmet off and started peppering little kisses all over his cheeks.

"Who's my cute little fox cub? You are!" He cooed. Fox was too late to escape.

This has been bopping around in my head since the kiss prompts so this is my take on

Bloody Kiss, Stec & Fordo

He could feel his breaths wheezing but that didn't stop him from keeping his Tat'ika curled against his chest. Stec tilted his head back against the wall of debris he was leaned against. He'd taken stock of his injuries once he woke up and cursed the fact that a surely broken leg along with some ribs would have made digging themselves out harder, but not impossible.

Checking Fordo over had led to a similar stream of curses at the cracked armor and sizable head wound on his twin's head that definitely was keeping him knocked out.

Stec sighed and tilted his head to stare at the sliver of light that peeked through the debris. With any luck the rest of their squad escaped and would dig them out.

He clutched Fordo closer when the younger Alpha coughed- the dust making it rougher on his throat, Stec thought- and leaned down just enough to press a kiss to blood soaked curls.

"It's alright, vod'ika," Stec pressed another kiss to Fordo's hair before settling back against the wall, "Your boys will get us out of here in no time."

Although he didn't say it aloud, Stec silently pledged to himself as he ran tried fingers through Fordo's hair.

If they don't, I'll break every finger if it means getting you out of here.

Its fun to think about Fordo sitting on a crate doing reports because he's a Responsible Captain (tm) and Stec is sprawled out beside him with his helmet beside them blasting music throughout the corner of the hanger they commandeered. Stec has his arms up in the air making little dances to the music. Galaar is behind them working in the LAATI and singing along to the music. Their troopers have gotten so many recordings of the trio of Alphas doing this that they've started a little blog on the GAR side of the holonet.