I want one of those scenes in a dude bro film where “tomboy” chick has to wear a dress to go undercover or whatever, but instead of the guys drooling as she walks down the stairs, they’re like “k. U need to stop. Go put the cargo pants back on. You look super uncomfortable and awkward in that. Brutus, you go be the fake prostitute.”
“The question isn’t who’s going to let me; it’s who’s going to stop me?”
— Ayn Rand
Animagus AU again
Rex: *standing there with adolescent monkey Ahsoka on his shoulder, quietly grooming his non existent hair*
Anakin: *comes over and looks at everyone for a long moment* Why is Echo crying?
Echo: *feeding bat Fives some watermelon*
Fives: *wrapped up like a burrito in a soft bat blankie while monching and cronching his noms*
Rex: Have you SEEN Fives eat watermelon? It’s cute. I cry sometimes too.
Anakin: *goes over to watch Fives eat his noms* Oh… oh no… they’re right…
Anakin: *turns back to look at Ahsoka* Hey! Why aren’t you cute like that? I watched you shove an entire banana in your mouth this morning, that wasn’t cute! Be cute!
Ahsoka: *fake sadness, hiding her laughing little monkey face in Rex’s neck*
Rex, upon mistaking that for real sadness: *holding her little body close, very protective* First of all, how DARE you-
Boga likes Cody pass it on
moodboard. btw.
I built a nap hole in my closet which is great and has no downside until someone comes into my room looking for me and I have to crawl out of my closet which is frankly impossible to do with dignity and without looking like a sleepy Gollum hissing “what does it wants who wakes us up”
Tundi sees Jesse: omg you’re here you’re here I’ve missed… I mean… hi. (they hug and cry and all is good)
Pup, sees Thunder: you’re here you came you… stop fussing I’m fine. (Lots of hugs and deep convos and Bumble trying to trip Thunder)
Fox sees his batch: you… came? You’re here? You… you care? (confusion and a little bit of venting then immediate forgiveness and hugs)
Stone, seeing his batchmates: you know what you did… (Boulder does not know but he plans on working it out so he can get his brother back)
Hound, dancing: my batch died 3 whole years ago, doo dah doo dah, but they loved me when they died, do-da-do-da-day
Your art reminded of how the Unholy Alliance update made me go from very on the vence about Narinder to biggest Narinder defender will die in the trenches for my wife /hj
Like personally, them finally giving us the reasoning behind the Bishops attack on Narinder beyond vague prophecy changed a lot of the context behind the situation
And while, yes, the intentions behind his actions of resurrecting followers and his opinion on his new find extreme popularity were left quite vague (and why I don't if someone still interprets Narinder as the one mainly/equally at fault). It still doesn't change how it was a betrayal out of the Bishops fear of a possible betrayal. He wasn't conquering and overtaking them, he wasn't actively starving them, they just feared that possibility that he would.
It gets even more fucked up when you remember that all the Bishops ran their faiths by gifting and blessings their followers with the opposite of their domains (food, heath, etc) so Narinder actions where probably completely normal thing to do as a god of death in his mind, like.
In my fucked up fantasies (aka my interpretations of the canon), Narinder was only truly in the wrong when they asked the Lamb to sacrifice themselves. But getting into even more personal headcanons territory, for him it was likely just the natural/necessary think to do. He's a god of death that gave this little mortal life so they could do his bitting (that included them doing their own sacrifices, depending on your own gameplay), them sacrificing themselves was likely a given for him. Probably didn't consider that the Lamb would mind it, like, sacrificing yourself for your god just another tuesday in the life of a follower of death aint I right
So in conclusion, narilamb before post-game was a classic case of doomed yaoi/hurt people hurt people. Narinder asked the sacrifice-survivor to be sacrificed once again and the Lamb betrayed the one who was betrayed in return (pun half-intended)
(Really sorry for the ramble, it's almost midnight in my country and your art plagued me with thoughts. Hope you at least liked reading my deranged screams, I mean, my interpretations of the story. If you didn't, again, Im truly sorry. But Im still interested in your own thoughts regardless, so yeah... feel free to share??? I don't know how to phrase that in a good way, again, its almost midnigh)
no truer words have been said
TV Show AU - Umbara
Rex: Why, General? Why kill your own men?
Krell: ...
Rex: ...
Krell: *holding back a laugh* I forgot my line, I'm so sorry!
Rex: *blurts out a laugh*
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Rex: *cocks blaster and sneers* I said on. Your. Knees--
*LOUD CLATTERING SOUNDS*
Dogma, nervously swiping at the floor trying to pick up Fives' blaster: Sorry! Sorry! I dropped the blaster prop while I was taking it from Fives' holster!
Hardcase, off-camera: ayy, for once I'm not the one to break a blaster prop!
Dogma, angrily: shut up, you're supposed to be dead!
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Rex, about dogma: he's wound tight, but he's loyal.
Fives, off-shot: *loudly* he means kid's got a stick up his butt bigger than Hardcase's Z-6 cannon, General!
Rex, deadpan, without breaking eye contact with anakin: thank you for illustrating it, Fives, but no one kriffing asked
Anakin, sputtering with laughter: he reminds me of you, Rex...
Fives: Yeah, same stick up his--
Director: CUT!
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Dogma: ...would the prisoners ask to be blindfolded?
Jesse, shaking his bound hands: first the handcuffs and now this?! Pay for dinner first, you perv!
*uproarious laughter from Fives + the firing squad*
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Fives: --especially when the orders we're given are wrong!!
Dogma: ...FIRE!
*blaster fire sounds, camera pans out to show that all shots missed Fives & Jesse*
Dogma: what happened?
Rex: They did the right thing, Dogma. Because if this is how soldiers are rewarded for heroic actions, then one day, every man in this battalion may face a similar fa--
Dogma: *grabs own blaster and pretends to shoot at Fives and Jesse* I swear to kriff these men have the worst aim! There, they're dead now!
Fives and Jesse: *fall down laughing hysterically*
plot twist in star wars where anakin has his kids during the clone wars- as in, before palpatien can even grasp onto the fact that anakin has a wife
basically everyone notices anakin's entire person do a backflip- mentally. suddenly hes being late, going missing, sometimes he falls asleep on rex's shoulder when they're flying out to an active warzone and then one day he'll completely skip everything and come back the next day looking like he actually slept
now palpatine- being a sith- immediately finds out what happened and now he is pissed off. how is he supposed to get daddy anakin the chosen one to turn dark side now? he has a family!
well, now palpatine uses an even more cunning tactic- he gives anakin dreams of his kids dying. and it explodes into anakin's anxiety and depression skyrocketing, which is basically a one way ticket to the dark side. so he reveals himself to anakin, anakin's confused, but then anakin is smart for once and puts two and two together about the dreams, and leaves. palpatine is like 99 percent sure anakin is going to go dark side but what he poorly underestimated was the fact that the entire 501st knows about anakin's children so as palpatine is about to execute order 66 the entire clone battalion enters the office from every side and beats palpatine up and hangs him upside down off the side of the building while anakin sits on the roof ledge next to the office with luke and leia watching everything play out
Anakin requests hard copies of his casualty reports after every campaign. Rex hand-delivers them and watches the General disappear into his quarters - it will take him 20-30 minutes before he’s ready to transmit anything to the council or senate. For two years, Rex doesn’t think much of the little routine.
Then the Resolute is ambushed during Skywalker’s prep time. The General bursts out of his quarters and asks Rex to finish up the transmission while he joins the dogfight outside.
On his desk, the casualty report. Beside each CT number on the list, in bunched, angular handwriting, is each clone’s name. This is the sheet going straight to the senate - perhaps the only legal document on which their actual names would ever be found. Skywalker immortalizing them in the only way he can.
Rex completes the list in his own sharp scrawl. It sends successfully, and he and the General never discuss it. But when he can, Rex hangs in the hall outside Skywalker’s quarters after delivering the reports, guarding the sacred space. It’s never lost on him - this may be the closest thing to a funeral the fallen 501st will get.