#Echo/Fives

[sergeantgoggles]

Prompt: Sparring and Kisses Ship: Echo/Fives Rated: T .

Fives never wants to just spar. There is always some connotation, some hidden ulterior motive, Echo has learned over the years of training with him, and now that they’re ARC Troopers, the accusation remains the same. 

The difference now is that Echo knows him intimately, knows his tells, his strengths on and off the battlefield and will use it to his advantage like the tactician he is. 

Fives gasps when his back hits the mat and Echo is suddenly on top of him, planting a kiss to his cracked lips before he can argue that he’s cheating. 

“Maybe next time I’ll pin you from behind,” Echo jokes, and he relishes in the way Fives’s eyes gloss over with desire.

[petrifiedforests]

Drabble Kinktober Day 6

Suspension play | Kidnapping | S&M

Ship: Echo/Fives

Links: AO3 / List on Reddit

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"How is it?" Echo asks from Fives' back where he has his hands on their rigging.

"Suspenseful," he jokes, waggling his eyebrows for maximum effect even if Echo can't see it.

He's balanced on his toes, most of his weight held by a parachute harness they'd traded one of the pilots for.

Echo gives him a light shove in retaliation and suddenly he's fighting to keep his balance and loses contact with the floor when he lurches forward.

That's…Oh.

"Good," he croaks and he can feel Echo coming to attention behind him.

"Don't stop," he adds. Because this is… Fuck.

[loverboy-havocboy]

last line challenge

rules: in a new post, show the last line you wrote (or drew) and tag as many people as there are words (or as many as you feel like). 

i got tags from @cacodaemonia (x2) and @hastalavistabyebye (x3) and @insertmeaningfulusername and @aerjnn and @lothcatthree

and @the-starry-seas and @adhd-coyote and @greenharrow

i am SO sorry 💀 i used to be so good at keeping on top of these. i still love them, so please don't stop tagging me 🥺

this is for something new i'm playing with, which is @brokenphoenix99's fault. idk yet if this is the notes version to be expanded on or what will actually end up in the fic, but it's vaguely spicy so it's going under the cut.

i'm just going to uno reverse all of you this time, if you're interested 💖

Fives still felt like Echo wasn’t really gone, but it had been so long he supposed it would always feel that way. That’s what he told Tup before he laid him back in his bunk, worked him out of his blacks, trailed his mouth over every inch of him, and then carved out a place for himself inside Tup’s body. Tup had been with other vode, but he’d never loved anyone like he loved Fives. It made every second of their time in that bunk more intense than Tup could’ve ever imagined.

They found Echo a week later.

[nottonyharrison]

Echo/Fives *cough* in the gym on Patreon

[huntressdarkness]

PS. More fic details are available below. :)

Yes, sorry, you only get to pick one. XD

Aflame (Crosshunt) – Hunter and Crosshair might be together now after Crosshair’s rescue post Outpost, but they haven’t really addressed, much less dealt with, everything they did to each other. They can only ignore it for so long. Last part of the Aloft series.

Breathless (Hunter/Tech) – Post-Bracca aftermath where Hunter and Tech explore choking as a way of coping with what happened there with Wrecker. Background polybatch.

Lead Me Unto Redemption (Crosshunt to Polybatch) – Hunter’s chip was activated by the Empire after his capture, and even if he and Crosshair are with the Batch again, they need to get it out before Hunter’s Imperial loyalties kick in. And then they need to deal with getting him (and mainly Crosshair) back. Last part of the Lead Me series.

Mirror Image (Crosshunt to Crosshair/Hunter/Crosshair/Hunter) – Post-S3 Crosshair and Hunter end up in the past before S1. Their mission is to save their family. Hunter’s mission. Crosshair’s mission involves making their younger selves hook up.

Rapture (Polybatch) – Crosshair discovers CX-2 is Tech on Tantiss and tries to get through to him. He tries to deal with the consequences of his failure alone. Crosshair angst. The Batch have to put themselves back together in the aftermath of S3. Currently a WIP series.

Star-crossed (Crosshunt) – After E1, Crosshair and Hunter start having comm sex. It gets Complicated very quickly. Enemies to lovers, mutual pining, Hunter’s guilt complex.

Stardust (Crosshunt to Crosshair/Hunter/Anakin/Rex) – Captured by the Zygerrian queen, Crosshair, Hunter, Anakin, and Rex are not having a fun time at all. She’s fixated on Anakin and has every intention of using the others to control him. Non-con/rape is a prominent feature in this one. Currently a WIP series.

True North: Dominoes (Echo/Fives, Echo/Rex, Fives/Rex) – Canon compliant fic exploring Echo, Fives, and Rex’s relationships with each other throughout the war.

Written Down in Eternity (Crosshunt) – Crosshair non-cons Hunter after his capture on Daro to prove Hunter belongs to him. Slowburn Crosshunt where they have to deal with the aftermath of Crosshair’s bad choices (even if he wasn’t in his right mind).

[cloneshipficquotes]

The fresher door opening jolts Echo awake. He huffs, relaxing again once Fives finally comes into the bedroom.

“You didn’t have to wait up for me,” Fives points out, wearing absolutely nothing, not even a towel.

Echo shifts onto his back as Fives walks around the end of the bed, watching him, appreciating just how hot Fives is, and how he’s, thankfully, uninjured. Fives knows he’s staring and smirks.

“You know, I was gonna put on some clothes, but if you like what you see that much…” he teases. It’s a fairly weak attempt at flirting on his part. Echo can’t blame him. They’re both exhausted.

— Airlock_Failure, from Chapter 26: Overstimulation: Fives/Echo in ‘Sanguis Et Passio’

[clonemando]

A Kiss a Day in May

Day 25- Reunion Kiss

Fives/Echo, implied Rex/Fox

Each day this month I have a 100 word drabble featuring a different clone with a kiss prompt. Not all are romantic and they include all sorts of pairings and relationships. Feel free to offer pairing/ character suggestions for future days.

Rex and Fox had carefully coordinated for weeks for this moment. Fives was leaning against the counter at the cafe chatting at Fox about something he wasn't listening to when the door chimed as Rex held it open for Echo to walk in.

Fives immediately went silent and Fox watched as Echo's eyes widened hopefully once he noticed his partner's tattoo. Then Fives was crushing Echo in a hug and crying and finally kissing him desperately. Rex grinned at Fox who smirked back knowing he had earned his reward for later. Being the good guy could actually be fun sometimes.

[rexsterss]

absorb myself in it

Summary:

“It didn’t take that long,” The room’s quiet, the buzzing life behind these walls slowing down with the soft sigh Fives lets escape when those same lips brush against the skin under his eye. “We got what we wanted.”

Fives cracks open his eyelids, heavy with leftover sleep. “And?”

Echo’s still in armour, weight supported by the hand that sinks in the mattress, right beside Fives’s shoulder, body angled away just to prevent dirtying up the sheets. “It’d be better off being used in the medbay, but it’s a start.”

the clone wars. the bad batch. echofives. contains tbb s03e05 spoilers. rated T. 1.3k+ words.

Based on 50 A Softer World Prompts

We talk in the dark as we fall asleep, and we are objects in the night sky outside of time. (it is the exact opposite of alone.)

Fives wakes to dry lips grazing against his cheek.

He hums, blindly reaches for the touch with his eyes still closed, and wraps his fingers around an arm before he gently pulls it towards him. “Back already?”

It’s the reassurance, the worry in the act of waking each other up far away from their minds when they need to know, need to feel.

They’ve died once too many times; they prefer when the slightest stir will be enough to smooth over the prickling fear that still nestles in between the synapses of their nerves.

“It didn’t take that long,” The room’s quiet, the buzzing life behind these walls slowing down with the soft sigh Fives lets escape when those same lips brush against the skin under his eye. “We got what we wanted.”

Fives cracks open his eyelids, heavy with leftover sleep. “And?”

Echo’s still in armour, weight supported by the hand that sinks in the mattress, right beside Fives’s shoulder, body angled away just to prevent dirtying up the sheets. “It’d be better off being used in the medbay, but it’s a start.”

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[sergeantgoggles]

Prompt: Reunited Ship: Fives/Echo Rated: T .

He’s alive, hooked up to wires and pale and far too skinny, but alive. 

Of course Fives shoves Rex out of the way to be the one to catch Echo when he falls from the chamber. He knows Echo would do the same if it were him. 

“Fives?” Echo rasps, his eyes still trying to focus as Tech works on getting him unhooked from all of the wires that are attached. 

“Hey, Babydoll,” Fives replies wetly as he cups Echo’s cheeks, happy to just to close, to be reunited with the man he thought he’s lost. 

[petrifiedforests]

Drabble Kinktober Day 25

Blackmail | Teacher x Student | Crying

Ship: Echo/Fives

Additional tags: Angst, unhappy ending

-> there's a happy alternative version in the chapter notes on AO3

Links: AO3 / List on Reddit

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Fives blankets Echo's body, his weight pressing down, down, down, his half hard cock smearing against Echo's hip in the twilight of their bunk.

Wrapping his arm around him, Echo tries to pull him even closer, hips stuttering up, desperate to feel his pulse, his breath, his life.

Fives lets himself be moved but slows down Echo's frantic scrabbling to something more deliberate, purposeful, careful. 

It's the gentleness that undoes Echo and his breath hitches traitorously.

Fives pauses, freezes, stops.

"No," Echo whines, unable to articulate his need further.

The algorithm starts up again and Fives vanishes, disappears, goes away.

[loverboy-havocboy]

Hi there! I've been having a rough week and I feel the need for comfort characters.

Can I request your aliit au Thorn/ Echo/ Fives with either the sleepy kiss or crying kiss?

my goal for this was 800 words, because I really want it to cheer you up a little 🥺 it ended up being almost 1200.

here's sleepy/crying kisses with aliit au echo/fives/thorn

(warning for a ptsd related night terror)

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Thorn wakes suddenly to the flailing of three half-limbs and one incredibly strong arm, accompanied by the frantic, shouting voices of his lovers. He's sitting up in a flash to see Fives holding Echo by the shoulders, tears glinting on both of their faces in the moonlight.

“We have to get to the shuttle-” Echo gasps out, “to escape the Citadel!”

“Echo, you're home! You're in Keldabe, you're okay,” Fives tells him. He's trying to be firm, Thorn can tell, commanding, but his voice shakes and cracks, coming out pleading instead.

“No! I’ll go first-” Echo says, trying to push Fives off.

Thorn joins Fives in his attempts to restrain their cyare, pinning one of Echo’s thighs under his own leg and lacing his fingers through those on Echo's remaining hand. Echo is still struggling against them, still warning Fives they have to move before it's too late.

Thorn watches Fives try to ground Echo with his touch, the sound of his voice, and promises that he's alright - but his assessment quickly becomes that rather than pulling him out of the terror, Fives' presence is only immersing the man further into it. So Thorn uses his other hand to take Echo by the back of the neck, making his lover face him instead.

Fives protests, grabbing for Echo with a whimper that kicks Thorn right in the ribs, but he shakes his head. “I need you to trust me, Fi. Can you trust me?”

He looks unsettled, desperate, but even so, Fives doesn't fight him anymore. When Thorn can turn his attention back to Echo, he sees that the man's brows are pinched together as his expression shifts from fear and urgency to confusion.

“You know me, ‘Yayah,” Thorn tells him, mustering every ounce of his Commander's voice for it, pushing through the way it comes out sleep-rough. Echo shakes his head, wide eyes darting over his face, but Thorn just nods, insists, “Yeah, you do. I'm Thorn. You didn't know me before the Citadel, but you know me now. Because the Citadel is in the past.”

“The.. The Citadel..?” Echo mutters. He tries again to turn his head to look at Fives, but Thorn holds him steady, just in case, by sliding his palm to rest over Echo's prickly cheek, locking their eyes.

“Is in the past. You know me. You put my hair in these braids a few hours ago-” and slowly, recognition dawns on Echo's handsome face, “-even though you're mad at me right now for handing you sugar for your eggs at breakfast.”

Thorn can see the moment Echo's brain catches up and accepts that yes - he knows Thorn, and no - Thorn wasn't at the Citadel.

“I am mad at you,” he says roughly, voice thin as the last of his fight drains out of him. “That was disgusting."

“And you still invited me to stay the night,” Thorn points out, breathing easier now that he sees Echo doing the same.

Echo's lips almost quirk upward, but then they fall into a frown and he laments, “Probably wishing you'd gone home right about now.”

Thorn just shakes his head. “I thought ARC Troopers were supposed to be intelligent,” he quips, unable and unwilling to stop himself from smiling.

“Results may vary,” Echo fires back, nodding down at his three missing limbs.

Thorn's laughter is joined by Fives', though the other man's is a wet, fragile kind of laughter. Thorn doesn't stop Echo from turning to his husband this time. He releases him completely, in fact, backing off to give them a moment. Fives pulls Echo immediately into a firm keldabe kiss, breath hitching.

Thorn isn't surprised by Fives' tears; the Citadel is still fresh for them, the way Scipio is still fresh for him. Some things take a lot of time to heal, and some things just stay raw.

Fives infiltrating the Citadel side by side with the love of his life and leaving only with his charred bucket in hand, Captain Rex finding Echo alive - just barely - in an enemy encampment, the pain of watching Echo struggle to pull himself back together - all those things will need more time before they stop feeling like a knife through the heart whenever Fives is reminded of them.

So he's not surprised when Fives shudders out a sob as Echo kisses him. Now that the rush of adrenaline has faded, a lump is forming in his own throat. He's only had a fraction of the time with them that they've had with each other, but their pain is still a tangible thing to him. His intimate familiarity with that type of grief plays its part, but Echo and Fives also just deserve peaceful nights that they don't get to have.

If anyone deserves fucking peaceful nights it's these two.

Echo rasps out his name, wiping his face on the back of his hand before beckoning him closer. As he shifts back toward them, Echo brings him in with a hand on his jaw, the last of his tremors fading now to nothing. The kiss he receives is chaste, and tired, but so unbelievably warm.

“This might be a really bad time to tell you,” Echo murmurs, breath puffing over Thorn's lips, “but Fives and I - we love you. I love you, Thorn.”

Thorn pulls back a little, heart in his throat, to search Echo's eyes.

“You don't have to say anything, just..” Echo clears his throat softly, brushes his thumb over Thorn's cheek, “Just thought you should know.”

Like hell he doesn't have to say anything. Unfortunately, the thing he manages to say as his thoughts race isn't ideal, but he supposes it's not the worst thing that could've come out of his mouth, “Even though I'm a Corrie, huh?”

Echo does manage a smile now, a beautiful one, even as he rolls his eyes. “We’re willing to overlook it, yeah.”

“Unless you keep rubbing it in like that,” Fives chimes in, moving into Thorn's space with his husband. Fives' forehead falls onto his shoulder sleepily and Thorn scratches his nails through the man's wild curls.

“I’m afraid our love is highly conditional,” Echo informs him regretfully.

“That's okay,” Thorn grins, “I think I'll take it anyway. I love you, too - even if you are Rex’s mir’shebse.”

“Fighting words!” Fives hollers, toppling them over all of a sudden, knocking the air out Thorn's lungs along with a bright laugh.

“Fight him tomorrow,” Echo yawns, rubbing at his eyes, one at a time. “Fight him whenever you want now that he's stuck with us - just not when I'm tired.”

After muttering something about Echo always being tired, and promptly saying, “Nothing!” when asked to repeat it, Fives curls up at Thorn's side, tugging Echo against the other demandingly.

Thorn presses his lips to each of their heads sleepily, feeling warm and content beneath the combined weight of two cuddly ex-ARC’s.

[firewoodwander]

Echo5 + 🥀 unrequited, I am ready to be irreversibly hurt 🫠

Trick or treat prompts

Bonus: song rec

Kix and Hardcase are roughhousing in the barracks. Something about stealing pillows and Hardcase tackling Kix between the bunks—whatever is going on Echo is keeping out of it, tucked away on the bunk above the chaos.

Jesse cackles across from him. Below, Qek yelps and tumbles onto the floor, scrambling backwards out of the crossfire while Artie laughs at him. Echo’s mattress dips as another body clambers over him from a neighbouring bunk.

“Karking hell, Fives,” he mutters, grasping at the rail for balance. “This isn’t an obstacle course.”

“My bunk is under siege,” Fives complains, shuffling until he can fit in beside Echo and clipping him with his heel. Echo pulls his knees to his chest and leaves him space to swing his legs off the side, which he does with glee to observe the scuffle below.

“No need to sacrifice me to the collateral.”

“Hey, I barely touched you! I got smacked in the face.”

“And it still didn’t knock any sense into you,” Jesse calls over the gap between them.

Fives leans closer and grins at him; the beloved sight of it aches a little behind Echo’s ribs.

“No one’s managed, but you’re welcome to give it a try yourself.”

Echo’s toes press up against Fives’ thigh. He runs hot as an overstressed engine and it never fails to warm Echo up whenever he shoves his fingers and feet under Fives’ various available limbs; it’s a little ritual they’ve kept since Kamino, when Echo often felt cold in the sparse training halls.

But hiding himself under Fives’ thigh while he once again flirts with someone who isn’t him just… stings.

Fives glances back at him between sharing jibes with Jesse and hesitates, frowning at whatever Echo’s expression is doing. Okay? asks the tilt of his head. Echo lets his mouth slide into a smirk and quirks a brow in return.

Fives scoffs, flushes endearingly and turns away.

Echo’s happy for him. Really, he is—it’s not like he’s losing Fives. They’re partners at the end of the day, and Fives has made it clear how important Echo is to him.

But it’s—

Fives grips Echo’s ankle absently and his thumb tucks itself under the hem of Echo’s blacks. To Echo, the awareness of the contact tingles pleasantly.

It’s not the same.

He swallows and turns his attention back to his data pad. It’s fine, it’s nothing new. Even if there’s always someone else they’re still Echo and Fives, still the last of Domino, and Fives still loves him. And it’s more than enough.

A deep breath in, a slow four count, and Echo exhales all of the old aches from a futile hope that just won’t leave him in peace. Even if it follows him until he dies, it’s at least one last comfort to hold onto from a friend no one can take from him.

[gun-roswell]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Wars: The Bad Batch (Cartoon), Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types, Star Wars - All Media Types Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: CT-21-0408 | CT-1409 | Echo/CT-27-5555 | ARC-5555 | Fives, Clone Force 99 | Bad Batch/CT-21-0408 | CT-1409 | Echo Characters: CT-21-0408 | CT-1409 | Echo, CT-27-5555 | ARC-5555 | Fives Additional Tags: Inspired by Fanart, Ghostly Shenanigans, Cloneshipping | Clone Trooper/Clone Trooper Relationships (Star Wars), Reunions, Humour, PolyBatch Implied, Dialogue Heavy Series: Part 36 of Echo/Fives, Part 25 of The Poly Batch/The Poly Conglomerate

Summary: He might be a ghost now, but Fives is still Echo’s ghost. And they’re talking it out now.

Inspired by fan art of Phantasm-Echo.

Part of Echo/Fives // The Bad Batch PolyBatch series

[leeleebee]

I actually forgot how to color. Didn’t remember which brush I used to use until halfway through! I think drawing is not like riding a bike. It’s more like weight training. If you don’t do it for a long time you don’t have the strength you used to, and you have to work your way back to having the same same strength and stamina. I think it’s going to take me a while before I am able to draw like I was before, but I will get there!

[spacelesbiandisaster]

Is Star Wars Clone/Clone ships incest?

This is random, but I just read a fanfic with the clones being gay with each other, and now I'm feeling bad about because clones call each other brothers but at the same time some of them are really cute couples. It's making me confused.

[lothcatthree]

“Echo,” Fives says slowly, so impossibly softly, and his breath tickles the fine hairs on Echo’s earlobe, “Take my hand.”

Echo has another self-deprecating comment on his lips, but then there’s a warm, familiar hand in his and a kiss on his neck, so gentle that he feels a shiver pass through his spine.

“Alright, Fives,” Echo whispers, leaning his weight onto his lover and resting his forehead on a soft, sturdy shoulder, “Alright.”

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The war is over, and they move on. Sometimes moving on means slow-dancing in your kitchen under the watchful eyes of your tooka.