I love them all but I’m here for Kix 👀
I miss and love all the clone troopers and here’s some more of my favourites <3
Lucanis Dellamorte’s perfect relaxation: Sprawled on top of Rook, head on their chest. In one hand Rook holds the newest book from his favorite romance serial, from which they’re reading aloud. Their other arm is around him, and that hand alternates between stroking his hair and scratching his back.
Man’s completely blissed out. Barely knows his own name. What’s a Talon? He doesn’t know.
(Spite takes over briefly. “I think. You broke him.”
Rook laughs.
No, Lucanis replies blearily in his mind. I think they fixed me.)
Summary: Lost and adrift after the events of Order 66, Ahsoka and Rex struggle to find their place in this new reality. Both need to deal with the loss in their own way; as they help each other in this shared struggle, their relationship blossoms into something neither expected. As the threat of the Empire grows, can such a tentative, new connection be sustained? Or will they be torn apart by their duty to fight?
Fandom: The Clone Wars
Pairing: Rexsoka
Rating: M
Chapter 16 Word Count: ~7,000
Epilogue Word Count: ~700
Ahhh the fic is finally finished!! Thank you to all my readers for all your love and support! This fic was a major labor of love, and I am so excited to finally share the finished product with you all.
On a related note, I had originally planned to do a sequel to this fic... if this is something people would actually be interested in reading, please let me know!
Thank you everyone for all the love and support! This has been quite the journey <3
they’re vicious creatures…
For the "first time..." prompt - may I ask for "the first time Ahsoka saw Rex blush..." please? 🧡💙
Thank you for the ask my friend! Here is a little drabble for you :)
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The first time Ahsoka saw Rex blush was after the war. They were dismantling the old motivator on one of the ships Rex had acquired for his rebel cell, hoping to salvage what parts they could before they replaced it with a new one.
The engine compartment was cramped. They both fit, although just barely, the cramped space forcing them to crouch on their knees, facing one another. Ahsoka was sifting through a few useable parts they’d already removed, while Rex was looking for their next quarry to extract.
“I think we could also save the power cell which is…” Rex trailed off, looking around the cabin until he finally pinpointed his prize. He twisted sharply, awkwardly, trying to move in the tiny space to get to the power cell which Ahsoka identified to be directly behind him, just above his head. She grabbed the spanner and rose onto her knees.
“I’ve got it,” she murmured, shuffling over until she was directly in front of him, leaning over his shoulder to get at the apparatus. Her chest brushed against his shoulder as she miscalculated the distance just slightly, but Rex steadied her with a hand on her hip.
“Thanks,” Ahsoka said absentmindedly, her whole focus already on the power cell.
“Oh, uh, I-“ Rex tried to protest but Ahsoka was already halfway finished with disconnecting the mechanism. “Not a problem,” Rex muttered, slightly muffled from beneath her.
No more than a few seconds later, the power cell popped free and Ahsoka grinned triumphantly.
“There! Got it,” she declared and pulled back, settling back down onto the ground and smiling up at Rex, but she was surprised to find him looking rather bewildered instead. His eyes were wide, and lips slightly parted as if he wanted to say something. But most of all-
“Are you blushing?” Ahsoka accused, desperately trying not to sound too gleeful. Immediately Rex seemed to snap back into himself, vehemently denying it, all the while his blush only darkened.
“Of course not!”
“Really?”
“Really, Ahsoka.”
“Then why does it really look like it,” she teased, raising a hand to tap one of his ruddy cheeks gently. Rex rolled his eyes and swatted her hand away.
“It’s hot in here,” he said lamely, not quite meeting her gaze this time. Ahsoka scoffed.
“No, it really isn’t,” she argued, crossing her arms over her chest and sitting back on her heels.
“Well maybe not for you,” Rex exclaimed. “You’re barely wearing any clothes!”
Ahsoka let out an indignant gasp but when she glanced down at her outfit, she could see he wasn’t entirely wrong. She had on a tiny tank top and some form fitting shorts. Teth was a warm planet, and this was hard work, after all. She hadn’t wanted to overheat. But her point still stood. It really wasn’t that hot in this compartment. But perhaps it was a heat of a different kind touching Rex’s cheeks. The thought made Ahsoka blush a little as well.
“I can, uh, change. If you’d like,” she offered gently, not wanting him to be uncomfortable.
“Absolutely not,” Rex said, perhaps a little too vehemently, because they both burst out laughing at his enthusiasm.
With a smile, Rex clarified, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to say… I’m just…”
“I get it,” Ahsoka said, shrugging. They stared at each other for a second before that familiar warm feeling bubbled up into Ahsoka’s chest. She helped it dissipate in the way she normally did, by leaning forward and kissing Rex’s cheek.
That earned her a chuckle and a smile. Now they were both blushing.
“Look, ‘Soka… we should probably talk about this.” He made a motion generally between them. Ahsoka nodded. She had felt it too, for a while now.
“But maybe not here,” Rex continued. “The innards of a ships engine just doesn’t quite seem like the place.”
Ahsoka laughed. “I can’t argue with you there.”
“Over drinks, after this?” Rex suggested.
“You got it,” Ahsoka replied, unable to keep the excited grin off her face. Butterflies erupted in her gut in anticipation that finally, they might move forward with this. Ahsoka hoped that meant she’d have the opportunity to see Rex blush many more times to come.
Summary: Lost and adrift after the events of Order 66, Ahsoka and Rex struggle to find their place in this new reality. Both need to deal with the loss in their own way; as they help each other in this shared struggle, their relationship blossoms into something neither expected. As the threat of the Empire grows, can such a tentative, new connection be sustained? Or will they be torn apart by their duty to fight?
Fandom: The Clone Wars
Pairing: Rexsoka
Rating: M
Chapter Word Count: ~4,600
Please take note, this chapter is quite dark at the beginning, with themes of grief and depression stages of grief. Specific warnings in the chapter notes!
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“That Familiar, Yet Unfamiliar Feeling”
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Aww thank you so much for the ask!
3: What’s your favorite line of narration?
Ooo great question. I honestly couldn’t decide, and without going back and rereading the whole fic, there was one passage that stood out in my mind (sorry, I’m gonna cheat and give you a small passage instead of just one line)
As her scent and her arms enveloped him, Rex’s brain was aware of only one word as he hung on the precipice between the waking world and unconsciousness.
Home. Ahsoka felt like home.
He fell into a dreamless sleep with a smile on his lips.
This is from Chapter 5: The Ones Who Survive. I really like it because I feel like it is a turning point for Rex, where he finally decides to give into his emotions and seek comfort with his friend, yet also it is when he decides to make her his purpose, which helps draw him back from the precipice of his grief.
11: What do you like best about this fic?
I feel like this is maybe the opposite of how my readers feel but I love the slow development and slow burn of the relationship between Rex and Ahsoka. I wanted to show case the little, but still significant moments just as much as some of our more traditional “firsts” (ie. First kiss, I promise it’s on its way!).
I feel like I’ve done a good job building this relationship between the two of them and I’m quite proud of it.
15: What did you learn from writing this fic?
I learned the importance of outlines 😆 I literally went back and added like 7 chapters to the beginning/middle of this fic. The original vision I had for it just wasn’t what I ended up wanting it to be, and tbh I think it woulda been much more effective to outline it first instead of writing and then rewriting things in the way that I did.
I also learned that it is a good thing to have the whole fic written before you post so that you can go back and add scenes/chapters if you need them. I definitely did that in this fic, and I’m glad I waited to have everything pretty much wrapped before I started posting.
found out apparently if you want to consume content of your own original characters and stories you usually have to make that content? fucked up if true
Rules: Make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! Then tag as many people as you have WIPs.
Thanks for the tag @tealmisthams! Get ready y'all, I have far too many WIPs, it's a disease.
Kix the burnt out medic fic
Fivesoka for Misty
Boyband AU
Rexsoka sequel fic
Rexsoka Halloween 80s fic
One night - Solavellan
Solavellan long fic
Crosslo confessions fic
Space Race
Downton abbey AU (if only)
What if - Ahsoka comes back
There you have it, my friends. My WIP disease, laid out before you in no particular order. Please send help XD
NPT: @ladylucksrogue, @aknightreaderr, @whyamismall, @melting-houses-of-gold, @acatinwinterfell, and anyone else who wants to participate
Just an aspiring writer and Star Wars lover 🧡 You can find me as Snips2112 on ao3 as well!
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