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Dogma Headcanon
When he was a cadet on Kamino, he was not the same reg-loving guy. He broke the rules, snuck food, classic cadet behavior.
*Obviously, Tup was his batchmate. They were the closest in their group.
ANYways, in a training sim gone wrong due to their team going off protocol, his entire batch besides he and Tup got killed. Tup suffered a head wound, which while didn’t cause significant damage then, is what got the ball rolling in his chip decaying. Dogma, on the other hand, only had minor damage.
After this, Dogma followed the regs more closely, but it still wasn’t to the full extent as we saw during the show. He stopped sneaking food, and he broke the rules less, but he was still a fun guy.
One day, Dogma accidentally overheard the Kaminoans talking about the chips. He ran away back to his bunk room, but not before being noticed by the Kaminoans.
Dogma was escorted to the lab, where the Kaminoans demanded to know what he had heard. Dogma, knowing better than to lie to a Kaminoan, told them. After gaining this information, they *reconditioned Dogma, but only of the information that they didn’t want him to know. Once the process was over, they threatened harm to his person if he ever told anyone what had just happened.
After this incident, Dogma became more reserved, and only talked to Tup. This is also when he became a target of bullying, which also contributed to his love for regs as they were the only thing (besides Tup) that never hurt him.
A few days before being shipped out to their battalions, the Kaminoans pulled Dogma to the side. As a final effort to scare Dogma into behaving, they threatened to harm Tup and himself if he ever disobeyed commands. After hours of threats and a deep cut curved around his eye (which Dogma eventually got his memorable tattoo to cover) Dogma promised to never speak of what had just happened.
His first battalion was serving with the 501st, and not even a year into his deployment the Umbara arc happened.
*Reconditioning. In this little au, I imagine reconditioning to be somewhat different than what is normally seen in Star Wars fics. The Kaminoans can select what clones can and cannot remember, and to what extent. Reconditioning is very painful and traumatic, and only works when the clone is awake. The more specific an event removal is, the more pain it causes. In Dogma’s case, they knew that removing his entire encounter with overhearing the Kaminoans would be useless, and cause eventual suspicion, so they just took out the part where Dogma heard what they were discussing.
+Something to note: the more a clone is reconditioned, the less stable their chip becomes. That’s why more clones are decommissioned than reconditioned, as the Kaminoans didn’t want their plans to be revealed. In Dogma’s case, after he was reconditioned, his chip stability decreased. During Umbara, Krell noticed something weird with Dogma, and when he did some force shit and found a link to manipulate Dogma using his chip (not that Krell new that’s what it was) he used this newfound knowledge for his own gain. He now had a clone that would listen to his command, and he could destruct the clones’ trust in one another. Throughout this all, Dogma was unaware of his or Krell’s actions, and only came to when Rex was hesitating to shoot Krell. After he shot Krell, his memories came rolling in, about what he did and what Krell did to him and everything else he witnessed during the Umbara arc.
If anyone wants to write something about this go ahead! Just put the fic and where I can find it in the comments so I can read it :)
My favorite Star Wars characters in no particular order, categorized clone to non-clone; lemme know yours!
Kix
Hound
Fox
Dogma
Echo
Tech
Crosshair
Rex
Howzer
Gregor
Hardcase
Grey
99
Waxer
Boil
Odd Ball
Gearshift
The clone with Gearshift
Numa
Din Djarin/The Mandalorian
Finn/FN-2187
Kanan/Caleb
Ezra
Cal
Plo Koon
Quinlan Vos
Kallus
I hope my humor is as good as I thought it was when I made this
A Mother's Lullaby
Jedi!Fem!Reader & 501st
Summary: After returning home from a long campaign, you and your soldiers find it difficult to fall asleep. Echo has a bad dream which starts a chain reaction of clones entering your room looking for a different place to sleep for the night.
Pairing: Jedi!Fem!Reader & 501st
Characters: Rex, Fives, Echo, Jesse, Hardcase, Tup, Kix, Dogma
Tags & Warnings: platonic clone cuddles, snuggles, and kisses, smidge of angst, comfort, fluff
Word Count: 3k
Author’s Note: I came up with this one from a dream I had. All gestures are 100% platonic. The lullaby the reader sings can be found here. Honestly, these boys need all the cuddles, snuggles, and love they can get. As always, please enjoy! 💚
After being away for several rotations on a long campaign with the 501st, you have finally made it back home to Coruscant. You leave your weary troops in the barracks and head towards your chambers to clean up and get some rest. You enjoy your first warm meal in what feels like forever and hop in the shower to wash the grime off your skin. You let the hot water caress your body as you stand underneath its invigorating spray, never wanting to leave the warmth.
You finish your shower, slip on your night clothes, and crawl into your bed. You nestle under the covers and take a deep breath, letting the familiar scents of your room fill your senses. There’s nothing quite like sleeping in one’s own bed. At last, you can get some good sleep. Sleep during campaigns is always a hit or miss and never the top priority, but when you’re here, when you’re home, you can sleep comfortably knowing no one is trying to end your life or the life of your men.
However, tonight you endlessly toss and turn in your bed. You're exhausted, you know it, you can feel it. You want to sleep desperately, but something is keeping you awake. You continue to toss and turn, but slumber seems to escape you. You sigh and stare up at the ceiling in defeat. So much for a good night's rest. After all those long nights on the hard ground with blaster and cannon fire, you wish for nothing more than to sleep.
Unexpectedly, you’re pulled out of your thoughts by a presence entering your room. It’s too dark to see anything, but through the force, you can see exactly who it is. “Echo?” You ask while sitting up against your pillow.
“Ah, sorry to wake you General,” Echo answers while putting an awkward hand on his neck.
“I wasn’t asleep,” You admit with a sigh as you rub your forehead. “Are you having trouble sleeping too?”
“I…” Echo begins to answer, but hesitates, unsure of how to say what he wants to say. “I had a bad dream.”
You cock your head to the side and give him a sympathetic smile, “Dreams are only dreams, Echo. They can’t hurt you.”
“Yeah,” Echo agrees half-heartedly. “I know.”
You sense he has something else to say, but he is too nervous to ask you. “Is there something else you want, Echo?” You ask to try and get him to tell you. “You know you can talk to me about anything.”
Echo opens his mouth to speak, but then closes it. He doesn’t want to step out of bounds with you as his General, but he also doesn’t want to go back to the barracks. Finally, he musters the courage and asks, “Can I sleep here tonight?”
You’re initially taken aback by the request, but your heart softens towards the tired clone. The nightmares that plague him must be horrific if he wants to sleep with his General. You think about it for a moment, but decide that it won’t hurt to let him stay the night with you. You pat the empty portion of the bed to the right of you to show him your approval, “Come here.”
Still a little wary of the idea, Echo meanders his way over to the bed and crawls from the base up to where you are. You stretch out your arm and invite him to rest his head on your chest. He obliges with a little hesitancy and you gently drape your arm over his side and back. You can feel every ounce of tension in his body escape at your touch. He breathes deeply and lets out a relaxed sigh, knowing nothing can hurt him now.
You smile at the clone clinging to you and run your fingers through his hair. As a Jedi, you’re not allowed to have attachments, but there’s nothing in the code that says you can’t show compassion. These clones. They’re children, stuck in adult bodies, fighting a war that they never asked for. They never asked to be created. They never asked to be expendable. They never asked to be slaughtered. The least you can do is to offer them some sort of comfort.
As you settle in with Echo and to try to get some rest, you sense another presence come into your room. Perhaps you should keep your room locked from now on. As the figure enters your dark room, you can see through the force that its Fives. “Looking for Echo?” You ask knowingly.
“Uh, yeah,” Fives answers with a jolt of surprise. “How’d you know?”
“The domino twins will always be inseparable,” You chuckle softly. “Where one goes, the other usually follows.”
“I didn’t think we were that predictable,” Fives rolls his eyes.
“Let’s just say that it doesn’t take a force wielder to know your thoughts,” You explain with a smile. “Would you like to join your brother?”
“I can’t sleep well without him nearby,” Fives admits as he crawls over the base of the bed and scooches next to Echo.
“Better?” You ask while looking over at him.
“Much better,” Fives answers as he nuzzles into the blankets.
You look down at both the clones now sleeping in your bed and you smile. You never thought something like this would occur, but here you are. It’s not that you don’t want them here, but you do feel a weird sense of maternal instinct as they lay there in your presence. Clearly they feel safe with you, but you’re not sure why. Other than being their General, leading them into battle, force healing their wounds, and giving them pep-talks, you’re not sure why they are attached to you.
Your thoughts are once again interrupted by a figure entering your room. You let out a slightly exasperated sigh when you realize it is yet another clone tip-toeing his way into your bedroom. “Looking for something, Jesse?” You ask the sneaking clone.
Caught by surprise, Jesse stumbles back into the wall. “Uh, well, you see,” He begins to explain in earnest. “Echo and Fives aren’t in their bunks, and they’re usually up to no good when they’re together, so I went looking for them.”
“Well, you found them,” You point out in a hushed tone. “They’re right here, sleeping with me.”
Jesse pauses as he thinks about the situation before him. “Can…” He begins to ask. “Can I sleep here too?”
“I don’t see why not,” You answer. Your bed is definitely big enough, but you’re still not sure why all these clones want to sleep in your room. They have the barracks and bunks of their own, and they sleep with all their brothers. It is odd to you, but nevertheless, you let him climb into bed with you, Echo, and Fives. He crawls over the end of the bed and situates himself on the left side of the bed, across from the others. Close, but not close enough to touch you. You smile at his reservation.
As you begin to nod off, you’re pulled awake by yet another disturbance in your room. You wonder if you’re ever going to get any sleep at this rate. You look up at the figure standing across from the bed and with a sigh you ask them what they want, “What do you need Hardcase?”
“Oh, you knew it was me, huh?” Hardcase asks with a little embarrassment.
“You have a very distinct pattern in the force,” You answer with a small yawn.
“Really?” He questions with great interest. “I do?”
“Technically, you all do,” You explain further. “So, what can I do for you?”
“Jesse, Echo, and Fives aren’t in their bunks,” Hardcase begins to explain. “I thought they went to the refresher, but when they didn’t come back, I got worried.”
You smile at him and his concern for his brothers. “Don’t worry,” You soothe. “They’re right here with me.”
“What?” He questions with reproach. “They get to sleep with you? No fair!”
“Would you like to sleep here too?” You propose, thinking one more clone wouldn’t hurt.
“Really?” He asks with excitement. “Can I?”
“Only if you keep your voice down,” You hush as you feel Echo stir under your arm.
“Oh,” He quickly whispers. “Right. Gotcha. I’ll be quiet.”
Hardcase crawls into bed next to Jesse and Jesse wraps an arm around his brother to make sure he feels included. You look \around at the group of clones covering your bed and let out a small chuckle. You’re not sure how one turned into four, but there’s no going back now. You can only hope that no more wayward clones will show up in your bedroom looking for a different place to sleep or their missing brothers.
However, your thoughts betray you as you sense Kix’s force presence entering your room. Should have seen that one coming. “If you’re looking for Echo, Fives, Jesse, or Hardcase, they’re here with me,” You announce, deciding to jump to the chase.
“You sound exhausted,” Kix jests as he folds his arms. “I can make them leave, you know.”
“It’s fine,” You answer while running your fingers through Echo’s hair. You remind yourself why you began this little clone sleepover in the first place and smile softly. “Sometimes, we just need each other.”
“Amen to that,” Kix agrees. “You got room for one more?”
“Of course,” You smile at the medic. “Grab a spot wherever you can find one.”
Kix crawls over Jesse and Hardcase, kicking them playfully in the process, and flops himself across from you near the edge of the bed. He grabs a fistful of covers and nuzzles them softly. You smile wide at his childish movements. They really are just children. Children who had their childhoods stolen from them. You can’t quite reach Kix, but if you could, you would rub his back to lull him to sleep. Maker knows medics need their sleep.
No sooner does Kix settle in, do you feel another force presence enter the room. This one is a little more cautious, as if he’s contemplating that he doesn’t belong. You feel his hesitation and call out to him, “Dogma. You can come in.”
“General,” He acknowledges as he steps closer. “I don’t mean to intrude.”
“You’re not intruding, Dogma,” You reassure the hesitant clone.
“Can…” Dogma begins, still feeling like he’s not allowed to ask for this. “Can I sleep here too?”
Your heart softens at his innocent and heartfelt plea, and you smile at him, “Yes, Dogma. You’re welcome here too.”
He smiles back and crawls across the edge of the bed and nestles neatly just below Echo and Fives. You wonder about Dogma sometimes, because he keeps to himself a lot and has trouble opening up to others. You feel great reservation from him, even on the battlefield. But you’ve heard from the others that his previous General was abusive and uncaring. It breaks your heart that anyone could be so malicious towards such beautiful souls. They didn’t deserve that.
Suddenly, you feel an intense presence of sadness and fear enter your room. Your heart begins to race as the force scrunches around you. You want to jolt up out of bed, but you don’t want to disturb your sleeping clones. As the force becomes less distorted, you can finally see who it is. “Tup?” You ask with concern. “Are you okay? You scared me.”
“They left me alone,” Tup says through a shaky breath while clenching his fists. “I don’t want to be alone.”
The pain in his voice breaks your heart. Every ounce of maternal instinct in you tells you to get up and hug this sad clone until all his pain is gone, but you can’t get up at the moment, not with all these sleeping clones surrounding your every side. Instead you invite him to come join you by patting the open real estate next to your left side. “Come here, Tup.”
He rushes over to the bedside and crawls over Kix to get to your side. You open your free arm and let him rest his head on your chest. You can feel a little shake in his body so you rub his back and place your head atop his. “Shhh. It’s alright,” You soothe. “I’ve got you. Your brothers are right here with you.” You feel the force settle around him and his breathing becomes soft.
“I wish I had a mother,” Tup admits into your chest.
You're surprised by the statement, but it’s not a completely unfounded thought. The clones are test-tube babies. Copies from an original source, with no mothers to speak of. Perhaps that is why they feel safe with you. Perhaps, because you are a woman, they feel a certain level of maternal attachment to you. That’s why they feel safe. That’s why they want to sleep here with you. That’s why they relax in your presence and melt under your touch. They just want a mother.
“What’s it like having a mother?” Tup asks out of curiosity.
“I don’t really remember mine to be honest,” You answer. “I was taken from her at a young age to be trained as a Jedi.”
“Oh,” Tup answers sadly.
“But,” You continue. “I do remember that she was warm and kind. She had a good heart and would sing me lullabies to go to sleep.”
“Lullabies?” Tup wonders at the strange word.
“Yes,” You explain in a hushed tone. “Mothers sing them to their children to help them go to sleep.”
“Would you sing us a lullaby?” Tup asks as he nuzzles further into you.
You’re shocked at the question. No one has ever asked you to sing, let alone sing a lullaby. “Well, I don’t know...” You hesitate.
You feel Echo tug gently at your hem and whispers, “Please?”
There were several more ‘pleases’ and ‘mhms’ coming from the lumps on your bed. You look around at the seven sleepy clones and wonder how you got yourself into this predicament. But, their innocence captures your heart and you feel a tender fondness for their simple request. How hard could it be to sing them a lullaby? You close your eyes and think back to when you were still with your mother and try to remember the words and the tune she sang to you.
Lay down your head and I'll sing you a lullaby
Back to the years of loo-li lai-lay
And I'll sing you to sleep and I'll sing you tomorrow
Bless you with love for the road that you go
May you sail far to the far fields of fortune
With diamonds and pearls at your head and your feet
And may you need never to banish misfortune
May you find kindness in all that you meet
May there always be angels to watch over you
To guide you each step of the way
To guard you and keep you safe from all harm
Loo-li, loo-li, lai-lay
May you bring love and may you bring happiness
Be loved in return to the end of your days
Now fall off to sleep, I'm not meaning to keep you
I'll just sit for a while and sing loo-li, lai-lay
May there always be angels to watch over you
To guide you each step of the way
To guard you and keep you safe from all harm
Loo-li, loo-li, lai-lay
Loo-li, loo-li, lai-lay
Loo-li, loo-li, lai-lay
Loo-li, loo-li, lai-lay
Loo-li, loo-li, lai-lay
Loo-li, loo-li, lai-lay
You finish the lullaby as tears form in the corner of your eyes. The words of the song unlocked the sweet memories of your mother from so long ago. She was a strong and loving woman, and even though you don’t remember her face, you could feel her embrace you through the force as the lyrics of her soothing lullaby escaped your lips. Such a soft and simple song, but so full of love, care, and comfort.
You look around lovingly at the clones sleeping softly in your bed and smile. Your heart is full. They’re all sleeping peacefully, probably for the first time in a long while. But your happy thoughts are pierced with poison as you remember why they exist. The bloody war. The war that no one asked for. The war they lay their lives down for. Not all of them may come back, but for now, yes, for now they are safe here with you.
You look up as you sense the final presence you knew would show up eventually. “Captain,” You whisper, trying not to wake the clones. Rex came into the bedroom while you were singing the lullaby and leaned against the wall while he waited for you to finish.
“I was wondering where my men went,” Rex chuckles while looking at his sleeping soldiers spread out across your bed.
“They needed a little mothering tonight,” You say as you leave a gentle kiss on Echo’s head.
Rex smiles, “I can see that.”
“Will you join them?” You ask. “There’s room for one more.”
Without much convincing, Rex pushes himself off the wall and crawls onto the foot of the bed. He lays sideways at the edge, positioning himself to guard over his men. Rex is a great leader and a great Captain. He cares deeply for each of his men and puts their safety above his own. It’s just like him to take the most vulnerable and uncomfortable position so his men can relax and feel covered under his dutiful watch. You smile fondly at their brotherly bond.
You let out a small sigh and lean over to the left to leave a small kiss on Tup’s head. You would kiss them all goodnight, but the rest are too far out of your reach. “Codladh sámh, my little ones,” You whisper while leaning your head back against the pillow to finally let yourself fall asleep. “Dream of a life far away from this one.”
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An excellent analysis on CX-2 and how his identity affects the narrative. It helps that it's very funny.
H-hi. I don’t know if you’ll ever see this or even answer to it but I wanna let your know that your drawings make me really happy. Just seeing all the clones alive and well without order 66 and getting along brings a smile to my face lol. And Dogma? There is not enough of this precious bean on this site and you have blessed us with more content so thank you so much ♥️ Tbh I just wanna see him smile, that’s it. I don t think we have ever seen him doing that in the hole TCW
Oh welp, I admit, Dogma needs a spa day because he’s this close to losing it all the time
It’s surprising to see that so many people enjoy him because personally he’s the leas liked clone on my list ahah :’)) But it’s okay I’m getting attached to a fanon version of him now ahah
Bro, the way you drew dogma in the 501st vacation gif was just so cute!😍
Hi, hi! :D Currently I’m still struggling with settling with how I draw each clone but here is a recent sketch of Dogma I did :))
“Fives, I need you to go to sleep early tonight” Rex said lowly as he had pulled the bearded man aside. “As you wish, Captain. May I ask why?” “We’re taking the boys on a surprise vacation and I need to count on you to drive us tomorrow” the blonde clone grinned.
AKA Rex decides to take his boys on a break and plans the whole night for their leave
SONG and GIF Version under the cut
[Song: I Hate Me - Mosimann] GIF Version:
Scrunchy face on dogma is priceless (and other clones)
He witnessed a reg violation (vode playing sabacc for credits) and he’s trying so hard to be normal about. He will not nark to the Captain, he will NOT.
Tup: Hey, check out my Tooka umbrella! *Tup opens his umbrella while indoors* Dogma: Tup, that’s bad luck… Tup: Chill out, Dogma ! Fives and Echo, kicking down the door: WHO SUMMONED US?!?! Dogma and Tup : *screams*
501st Shenanigans -Incorrect Quotes Rex: A mouse!
Jesse, pulling out a knife: Go back to where you came from or I'll stab you.
Hardcase, pulling out a frying pan: It'll make a nice meal!
Kix, giving the mouse cheese: You deserve a treat, little guy.
Echo, gasping: It's Ratatouille!
Fives: His name is Remi, dummy.
Rex: ...I was going to say to just trap it and throw it out the window... what is wrong with you people.
Rex: So, did everyone learn their lesson?
Fives: No.
Echo: I did not.
Hardcase: I may have actually forgotten one.
Kix: Also no.
Jesse: Oh good, neither did I.
Rex: *Exhausted sigh*
Echo: Fives and I have the kind of easy chemistry where we finish each other's-
Fives: Sentences.
Echo: Don't interrupt me.
Fives: If there's going to be a big dramatic scene, wait until I get back.
Echo: Of course. I can't flip this table by myself.
Hardcase: I've already sent good vibes your way… they’re coming. There’s nothing you can do to stop them.
Dogma: This is the most threatening way I’ve ever been cheered up.
Fives: Don’t worry, I know exactly what I’m doing. Everything is going to be fine!
Tup: How can you still say that?
Fives: Because sometimes, when things get tough, denial is all we have.
Kix: Sorry it took me so long to bail you out of jail
Jesse: No it’s my fault, I shouldn’t’ve used my one phone call to prank call the police
Kix: Yo is Dogma sleeping or dead? Fives: Hopefully dead, I hated his guts. Jesse: Yeah, so did I. Dogma: Okay first of all, fuck you-
Through the Glass
independent_variables
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: CT-6922 | Dogma & CT-5385 | Tup, CT-5385 | Tup & Original Character(s), CT-6922 | Dogma & Original Character(s) Characters: Original Characters, CT-5385 | Tup, CT-6922 | Dogma Additional Tags: Haircuts, Hair Washing, tup gets his hair done for the first time, Anti-Clone Prejudice (Star Wars), briefly, Developing Friendships, clone and civilian friendships, this OC is mostly an auntie Series: Part 3 of Coruscanta a'den mhi, Vode an. Summary:
The one with the tattoo saw her first. His eyes widened, and he squeezed the other’s shoulder. “Hey. We’ve got to go.”
“Oh!” He whirled around— hair fanning out so she could see there were indeed some lovely curls in the underlayer— and backed away, hands up and open, smiling at her the same way she smiled at upset clients. “Sorry, ma’am. We thought you were closed. We didn’t touch your window, we didn’t mean to disturb anything. We’ll leave now.”
Before she could think twice about it, she asked, “What do you usually do with your hair?”
***
Tup gets a haircut.
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My new fic for @starwarsalltypesoflove week! This is mostly Agape, just being kind for the sake of being kind.
This event has been lovely, I am excited to see what else is shared <3
You have to learn to make your own decisions.
Tup and Dogma's first kiss ! 🙂 not Tup's first kiss, though, he's slightly more adventurous... 😊
Sorry I haven't posted anything in so long ! For some reason I can't kriffing draw lately... Also I should probably warn you that I have almost no idea what this picture looks like, because as the genius I am, I managed to break my phone's screen day two of the quarantine.... So I hope it's not too blurry, or too dark !
501st as bizarre t shirts
tag yourself im little miss fully developed frontal lobe
These are amazing! I'm so excited to see more! 💗
I'm finally getting around to posting the neon clone trooper helmets I made yonks ago! I'll be putting them up in pairs and tagging them all with #neontroopers, if you want to find the others!
First up are Dogma and Tup! Feel free to download/use, just give credit please 🤗
More to come soon! 💜💜
Dogma Post 66
Picture this:
Dogma, having Slick as his prison-mate, and finding out what exactly happened to Tup and subsequently, Fives.
The rule follower, who killed a Jedi traitor, and instead of being reconditioned or decommissioned, gets locked in a cell.
Having regular conversations with Boba Fett (who tried to kill a Jedi) and Slick (THE traitor clone) while constantly coming into contact with the Coruscant Guard (Who have all kinds of bad going on).
Then Order 66.
I see Dogma’s name becoming even more ironic than it already is. Anarchist!Dogma burning down Empirical bases.
Walking through doors that say “Do Not Enter”, waving for others to follow him.
He becomes a legend in The Rebellion. Very few know that he’s a clone.
He’s known for never respecting authority… which makes it all the more shocking to others when he respects and follows Captain Rex without complaint.
Maintains a good relationship with both Slick and Boba.
Totally where’s a black leather jacket.
The loss of his twin (Tup) weighs heavily on him in quiet moments of seriousness.
Takes to starting riots against the Empire.
Great at riling up support for the rebellion.
He's with the rebellion right now, but once talk of a new republic seems feasible, he leaves. People say it's because an agent of chaos cannot flourish in peace. In reality, he remembers the republic he lived in. He has trauma.
Slick Headcanons (and subsequent characters)
Instead of being executed, he was/found a way to get locked up in Coruscant prison.
When Boba Fett is arrested, Slick is the one to save him from getting executed/sent back to the Kaminoans. Somehow.
Slick is also the one to save Dogma from getting decommissioned or reconditioned, instead gaining a prison mate.
Boba has some sort of familial relationship with them, if only because of proximity.
Slick and the Coruscant Guard have some sort of understanding. (This is a different post about my au that will eventually exist).
Dogma doesn’t really warm up to Slick until he gets news of what happens to Tup and subsequently, Fives.
All three of them survive, and later have varying levels of closeness with Rex and “others”.
There’s more, but that’s a different post. This stuff can pass in canon. The rest are more… au-esque.
I actually have a feeling that he might appear in season 3 of The Bad Batch, I mean... it would make sense. His story hasn't been finished yet, there's still so much room for a great character development... He was arrested after killing Krell... and in season 2 of The Bad Batch Howzer said that some clone prisoners had already been transported to Mount Tantiss so... maybe Dogma was one of them? And let's not forget that his and Crosshair's character arcs are kind of similar in some ways... They'd relate to each other.
Not sure why this stands out to me so much but like. Dogma managed to grab Fives' blaster and shoot Krell while cuffed and without Fives noticing who is one right next to him and two an ARC trooper.
That doesn't seem like it would've been easy.
Y'ALL I'M DYIN' OVER THIS FANART OF THE CLONES RN COME THIRST W/ ME
ARTWORK IS NOT MINE THE ARTIST GOES BY KAIJU RAVE ON TWITTER CLICK THEIR NAME FOR THE LINK.
Anyways Kaiju Rave clone fanart thirst masterpost
