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- Rex -

You were the rear-admiral for the Resolute, serving under Admiral Yularen, who was your father. You had heard that General Skywalker had gotten a new Captain. Your father had requested that you go meet the new captain with him, and General Skywalker. Agreeing, you left the bridge with your father. Entering the hanger, you saw General Skywalker talking to a clone trooper. He had some personalized armor, and you had taken note that his helmet had dark blue Jaig eyes. You thought that was impressive as you knew he had barely been promoted to a captain and was basically brand new in your eyes. You and your father had finally reached the two men. Anakin turned around and greeted the both of you. "Ah, Admirals! Nice to see you. Meet my captain." He gestured over to the soldier. "My name's Captain Rex, sir's. Nice to meet both of you." Rex informed both of you, with nervousness laced in his voice. Anakin smirked, as your father introduced himself. "Nice to meet you, Captain. I'm Admiral Wullf Yularen." He then looked at you. Hands behind your back, you smiled softly and introduced yourself. "Rear-Admiral Y/N Yularen." Rex seemed to tense up even more at your statement. If he was being honest he found you really attractive but he wouldn't act upon those feelings, and he knew it was against everything he was taught as a cadet on Kamino. He would push those feelings away. "Nice to meet you as well Captain." You finished, trying to smirk at the obvious tense stature Rex had. Your father glared at you, and you quickly stopped being childish. "Well, we have things to attend to. It was nice meeting you." Your father spoke out. Anakin winked at you to make you lose your professional persona. Glaring at him quickly, you excused yourself with your father. "Captain. General." You said, spitting out the last word to let Anakin know you weren't playing. Anakin laughed at you, and sloppily saluted you, compared to Rex. Taking one last glance behind your shoulder at the new Captain, you turned around and followed your father. Although you knew all clones looked the same, you couldn't help but wonder what he looked like under that helmet. His cute little nervousness had you thinking about him the rest of the day when you should've been thinking about other important things.

- Kix -

You were a nurse that worked in the same med-bay as Kix. You saw him and thought he was very handsome and somewhat charismatic. The two of you never talked, but you wish you could. The war was a busy time for medics and nurses. Helping those in need always came before your needs. You made sure of that. Well one eventful day, a lot of injured clones came in. Not that it surprised you because it was normal for you. The other nurses and you went and helped the injured. Placing them on cots, and applying Bacta patches, and administering medicine and painkillers. One clone caught your eye though. Seeing that he was more injured than the others, you quickly helped him into another room because he would need stitches and more care. Placing him down on the cot, you heard him groan in pain. Quickly, you grabbed a pain killer and gave it to him. He instantly relaxed, and you knew he would become loopy. You proceeded to clean his wounds when he slurred out some words. "Wow, you're very pretty. I never told you though," Shocked at his statement you blushed and shook your head. "You're only saying that because of the medicine." You assured him, and possibly yourself. You never thought it was possible for a clone to like you, given anyone else. Once you finished cleaning his wounds, you began to stitch him up. Sitting back down on the stool, you rolled over to him. "Don't move, okay? It won't hurt a bit." You smiled at him. Stitching up his upper arm, you felt his muscles and the warmth of his body. Kix watched you, and he loved your every move. "Does it hurt?" You asked. You knew he was watching you, and you became more nervous. "No, an angel like you could never hurt me." He smiled crookedly. Blushing a deeper red, you tied off the last stitch and gave him more medicine. "You should rest, Kix." You said quietly, turning to leave the room. "I can because of you, Y/N'' he whispered. The way he said your name, made a shiver of pleasure shoot up your spine. He knew your name, and that made you the happiest you've ever been in a while.

- Dogma -

Dogma is obviously a stickler for rule-keeping and not breaking rules. So some of the 501st were on shore leave. You had your affiliations with the 501st and found yourself the 'responsible' one for the night at 79's. You sat at the bar, listening to the loud music, as you felt the beat throughout your whole body. You were in charge of making sure Fives or Hardcase didn't get too drunk. Being the responsible one for the night didn't stop you from having a light drink though. Sipping on the burning sweet drink, you caught sight of a clone sitting idly at a booth. He was surrounded by some 501st troopers, which you knew from their armor. He had a unique tattoo on his face, that sort of replicated a V-shape. Observing him, you realized you were staring and looked away blushing. You relaxed slightly when you realized he didn't see you. The night went on and you were bored, seeing as how you couldn't really have 'fun' like the others were. So you decided to get up and go to where Fives, Echo, Hardcase, Jesse, and other familiar faced clones were. "Hey y/n, got bored over there?" Fives asked, a bit tipsy. You smirked at him and shook your head. "Well, you can't have all the fun, now can you Fives." You remarked. Sitting down next to Echo, you looked to your left, to see the clone from earlier sitting beside you. Smiling at him, you turned your attention to Echo and began to converse with him until the boys decided to go dance. Not in the mood, you politely declined and stayed at the table. The other clone didn't budge either so it was awkward for a moment until you spoke up. "Don't feel like dancing?" You asked. It was like he snapped out of a trance and looked at you wide-eyed. "Oh, uh, yeah no." He stuttered out. Softly smiling, you introduced yourself. "I'm y/n, and you are?" He was now fully turned to look at you. "Dogma, they call me Dogma." He shyly replied. You sensed something different about him. He seemed out of place, and you understood that. Trying to open him up a bit you informed him of how you knew the 501st, and how you were the responsible one for the night. He laughed a bit at that. "Yeah, well I don't really drink at all. When under the influence, you can do some stupid things, and break rules." He said while nervously rubbing the back of his neck. You inferred it was possible that his name was Dogma for a reason. The two of you seemed to connect very well, and he even introduced you to Tup, and you were shocked to see a clone with longer hair than usual. You admired it though. The night went on and eventually, you had to leave. "It was nice to meet you, Dogma" You smiled at him. "Oh, yeah thank you for talking to me, y/n." Dogma replied sheepishly. While dragging away a drunk Hardcase and Fives by the arms, you couldn't help but think about the special something Dogma had seemed to charm you by.

- Tup -

You helped with maintenance at Kamino. So you were going around the barracks making sure everything was cleaned and picked up. You were practically finished cleaning when troopers started coming in. You mentally complained at that thought. Being in the spotlight was not your thing at all. You would rather be in the shadows, and maybe it was because you were kinda shy. Sweaty bodies passed by you, while you picked up your supplies. Standing up, a warm body bumped into you, making you drop all your things. Closing your eyes, you felt so embarrassed. You physically cringed and then opened your eyes. A younger-looking clone with long hair in a bun looked down at you with wide eyes. "I'm so sorry. I should have been looking at where I was going." He quickly apologized. Taking a deep breath, you picked up your things and hastily walked out of the barracks, leaving the curious clone standing all alone. Later that night, you had to make sure everything was checked, and cleaned before you retired to your quarters for the night. Most of the men were asleep by now, so that was a relief to you. Quickly looking through the barracks, you saw a clone in his blacks, sitting at the benches in front of the lockers, with his head in his hands. You noticed the bun looked familiar. Gulping, you suddenly stopped, and just stared at him. You thought he didn't seem to feel your presence, so you quickly started walking back out of the barracks, very quietly. Until you heard, his voice whisper aloud. "Hello? Is someone out there?" He questioned and got up. You were almost to the door when a hand grabbed your shoulder. Yelping quietly in surprise, you sighed, and turned around. "I knew I heard you." He smiled softly. Looking up into his big brown eyes, your heart fluttered a bit. "Sorry, if I disturbed you. I was just checking the barracks, before I-'' He cut you off with a light chuckle, and introduced himself. "Don't worry. I'm Tup by the way." There was a moment of silence before you spoke. "I'm y/n." You almost whispered, playing with your hands. He smiled softly at you for a moment. "Well, I should probably head to bed. And so should you." He advised. Nodding your head, you smiled at him awkwardly, and headed out of the door, closing it behind you. "Why am I so awkward?" You exclaimed aloud before heading to your room, for some much-needed rest. At least you tried to sleep, but it was difficult when a certain trooper was on your mind.

- Fives -

You were a waiter at 79's, and let's just say your job was more demanding than it appeared. It was a busy night at the bar because most of the 501st battalion was on shore leave. Serving drinks as fast as you could, another wave of clones entered the bar. Walking behind the counter you wiped your sweaty brow, and quickly took a drink of water. Then you grabbed your tray of drinks and continued to walk around the loud, humid bar. While grabbing another tray of drinks, you saw some drunk men walking around, yelling nonsense. Being wary of the men, you tried to avoid them, but sadly they stumbled onto you, and you spilled the tray of drinks all over yourself. Being too tired to even comprehend what happened, a clone with a 5 on his temple walked up to you and handed you a napkin. "I don't think this will do much, but it's better than nothing." He smiled. "Thanks," You mumbled as you grabbed the napkin from him, and tried to pat dry the spills. You noticed he still stood there, watching you. "The name's Fives,'' He chirped, rolling on his heels with his hands behind his back. Looking up at him, your face was laced with confusion. Taking a deep breath, you introduced yourself. Considering it was a nice thing to do to someone who tried to help you. "Nice name. My name's y/n." You muttered aloud. The napkin really didn't help much so you decided to leave it, and pick up the mess you made, and head behind the bar. Five's helped you, and while you were walking away, you realized how kind he actually was. So you turned your head over your shoulder and smirked at him. "Catch you around, Fives.'' His heart jumped, and he was elated.

- Echo -

You were a scientist on Kamino. You made sure that all the baby clones were growing as they should, and ran tests as well. You loved your job because you got to know these boys since they were infants. Since the clones obviously aged faster than you, you got the chance to meet some of the boys while they were cadets. That being said, one of the squads you got to watch over was The Domino Squad. You knew all the boys very well, but one that caught your eye was Echo. The two of you could talk about nerdy stuff for hours. He always blushed when you were around, and tried his best to impress you. You kinda always had feelings for Echo, but that expanded when Fives told you something one day. "Oh yeah Echo nonstop talks about you! He loves you y/n, like a lot." He chuckled and went on like it was nothing. Your heart jumped in your throat when he said those words. Your mind pondered at the thought of Echo ever loving you. Ever since then you also became a blushing mess around Echo.

- Hardcase -

Let's just say that Hardcase is notorious for getting in trouble. Hearing the wicked things, and pranks he has pulled off made you curious about this man. Well, one night when you were checking supplies alone. You were exhausted and should have probably finished it the next day or taken a break, but you didn't. You heard a noise. Thinking it was nothing too important, you resumed filling out information on your datapad. Then you heard a noise again. Lifting your head up slightly, you heard some quiet footsteps. Now that got your full attention. You quietly set the datapad down on a crate and walked closer to the sound. Then it stopped. Stopping behind a crate, you breathed slowly before jumping out, and the other person did as well. "Ahhh!'' You both screamed before you realized who it was. "Wait...Are you Hardcase?" You questioned aloud. "The one and only." He winked at you. "What are you doing, walking around past your curfew?" He shrugged his shoulders. You gave him a "really?" look, and rolled your eyes at him. "Come on tell me." You pressed. "Only if you tell me your name first." He insisted. "Fine. Y/N. Now tell me!" You pressed. He sighed and finally admitted. "Fine. I was going to the mess hall to grab some caf." You gushed out. "What!? Hardcase that's a terrible idea!" Everyone knew to never ever give Hardcase some caf. "What? How so?" He asked dumbfounded. You gave him another look, and grabbed him by his arm, dragging him to his barracks. He whined like a little boy. "I've heard the things you've pulled off, and I don't wanna be in trouble, even though they sound fun." You informed him. He whined louder at that. "If you don't be quiet I'll tell Captain Rex." You insisted. Now that shut him up. Pushing the barrack door button, you let go of his arm. "Now go to bed okay?" You softly whispered. He whispered an okay, before looking back at you. He turned around when your adventurous side took over. "Hardcase, wait!" You quietly whisper yelled. He abruptly turned around and smirked at you. You walked up to him and placed a small peck on his cheek. "Thanks for that little adventure." He blushed like a madman, and you smiled at him before leaving the barracks to go finish your work. Which would be hard to concentrate on now.

- Jesse -

The 501st had just come back from a bloody battle. Lots of men sadly died, but the surviving soldiers were survivors of the horrors of war. You were in that terrible battle to retrieve some important Intel. You would have lost your life if it weren't for Jesse. You weren't really familiar with the 501st, because you were trained to retrieve information and other super stealthy missions among other battalions. Jesse saved you from a blast that would have cost you your life. Once back on the flagship, you had the honor to award a medal to Jesse. Jesse was now an official ARC Trooper, and you both were very elated to be alive and to share the moment. You gave him a hug, not caring about being professional. "Thank you for saving my life, Jesse." You remarked sincerely, into the crook of his neck. "It's my honor, y/n." Pulling away from the hug, you teased him. "ARC Trooper Jesse huh? That has a nice ring to it." Thus after that life-saving moment, a beautiful friendship blossomed.

- Appo -

You became second in command after Appo was promoted to Commander of the 501st. Taking your job very seriously, you made sure to be familiar with your new commander. Walking into the briefing room, you saw Commander Appo, talking to another officer over a holo map. Walking over to them you cleared your throat. That caught their attention. "Commander Appo. I am Officer Y/n L/n, your new second in command." You said proudly, standing tall, with your hands behind your back. "Nice to meet you." He greeted promptly and returned to converse with the officer. You listened in on their strategy but saw a better approach. "I don't mean to interrupt, but I have a suggestion." You began to explain to them, and Appo listened with a lot more interest than usual. "I like this approach better because it will be more beneficial to our troops," Appo explained. Once everything was planned out, the officer went out to inform the troops, leaving you and Appo alone. "I like your perspective on things. I think I might even enjoy working with you, Officer L/n." He teased with a smirk. "So do I." You teased back, your professional demeanor gone. You walked out of the briefing room, and turned your head slightly over your shoulder, to see a smirking Appo. Quickly though, you put on your professional mask and headed out of the room.

- Dave Vaughn -

You were the former Padawan of Mace Windu. You were gifted in The Force. You had passed your Knighthood Trials right before the Clone Wars started. Even though you never had your own battalion, your master insisted that you tag along with General Skywalker to make sure he wasn't too reckless. So you bounced around battalions, but most of the time you were with the 501st. You really enjoyed the company of the clones in that battalion. They all had unique personalities and really enjoyed your presence. If you were being honest you had a soft spot for clones. Even though it was against the Jedi Code to let feelings get to you, it was a problem you always struggled with. Your master knew of this issue, but he trusted that you would use your best intentions. Well, one day you were going to the barracks to meet with Rex and Fives about a mission report. Walking into the barracks you spotted Rex talking to another clone. Making your way over to him, you spoke up. "Sorry to interrupt you captain, but I need to go over the last mission report with you and Fives." Rex apologized to the clone and commed Fives. Before the clone walked away, you called out to him. "Wait!" The Clone promptly stopped and you walked up to him. "I believe we haven't met before." You said. Rex walked over to the both of you. "He's a shiny. Brand new." Rex informed you. "Well, what's your name trooper? I'm Jedi Knight Y/n L/n." You asked the clone. "They call me Dave Vaughn." He spoke hesitantly. Rex chuckled a bit and spoke up. "He wanted a more casual name." Understanding that he wanted his own individuality, you complimented him. "I love your name. Very unique." You smiled. Fives then arrived and the clone headed out. "You needed me, sir?" Fives spoke out. The three of you then went over the mission report. But your mind still was on the unique name the clone had.

- Sterling -

You were a Mandalorian on Mandalore that served alongside Bo-Katan. Mandalore was at a crucial point now, so Bo had asked for Ahsoka Tano's help. Thankfully, they had offered some troops to help with the Siege. While landing on Mandalore, you offered to help the troops unload their supplies. Walking over to a trooper, you spoke up. "Mind if I help?" You asked. The clone turned around and responded. "Any help would be appreciated. Thank you very much." You two continued to move crates for a couple of silent minutes until you broke the silence. "Thank you for coming to help us. I work with Bo-Katan Kryze. My name's Y/n L/n." You explained to him while lifting another heavy crate. He saw you struggle for a moment before helping you carry it. "It's our duty. I'm Sterling." He informed you. After unloading everything Bo had commed you to meet her elsewhere, the two of you were talking for a while beforehand. You hoped to see him again soon. And that he would be okay during the battles.

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a/n: pls vote and hope you enjoyed it, and as always, do good today lovelies <3