what do you mean hes fictional. i need him
Me with Crosshair 😅😍
do you ever become obsessed with a character and you just go "of fucking course its that one" at yourself because you are so incredibly predictable
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
Two chapters have been released today! I have mentioned in the chapter notes, but I will mention here as well, I am posting this early because I have to go on a slight hiatus from posting this fic for the next two weeks! Nothing serious, just life getting in the way! The regular schedule of 1 chapter per week will resume on the week of June 30.
Yay amazing guys! Let’s reach that second stretch goal 💕😊
We couldn’t be happier to announce we’ve reached our first stretch goal!! 3 beautiful postcards designed by some of our talented contributors! Up next for our stretch goals….we sure hope we find out!
I was listening to the song and imagined Omega dancing in the rain on the Camino) And Crosshair walked by and secretly smiled)
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Rules: In a new post, share the last line you wrote (or drew) and tag as many people as there are words (or as many as you feel like).
Thanks for the tag @tealmisthams! Since I am so spotty in terms of my activity these days, please have the whole last passage I wrote, instead of simply a last line! Unfortunately this is from a fandom that I know you don't normally live in, but I hope its still good <3
With a frown, he pivoted slightly, facing her at an angle. The sunlight filtering through the windows hit his face, highlighting the angry red mark her palm had left upon his cheek. Eldhira continued to cry. She hated him. She hated herself. Why she’d thought this dangerous scheme could work, she did not know. But his next words bolstered her resolve, sealing his fate and hers. “Dar’eth Shiral… Inquisitor Lavellan.” Eldhira stared him down, using his words and her hurt to lock away her softer feelings. Fen’harel left her without another word, all alone, to ponder how one who’d held her heart so softly could be the one who rent it open so completely, even after all these years. She supposed it didn’t matter. In the end, it would either be his blood or hers staining these marble floors, and the one left alive would be the one who truly lost.
NPTs: @ladylucksrogue, @whyamismall, @queen-of-mandalore, @s0lavellan (you're one of my few moots who actually follows Dragon Age <3), @tealmisthams (uno reverse, my dear friend :)
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.
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