#ahsoka's been adopted as the GAR's little sister

[rosmariner]

Cody had teased his brother relentlessly about how quickly he’d become protective of Ahsoka, joking that she might as well share their face and have been born from a tube. 

I adore Rex and Ahsoka's sibling dynamic, and I really like how you brought Cody in as an older older brother!

Crossing his arms over his chest, he leaned down and nudged her with his shoulder, knocking her slightly off balance. “What I’m trying to say is it’s easy to think we’ve all got our shit together at a distance. Jedi, clones, even other padawans. But everyone is on their own path. Sometimes we are burning brightly, sometimes we're close to burning out, and sometimes we’re relying on the ones around us to hold us up, and all of that is part of life. Doesn’t make you any less or the general any more. Just means you’re doing it differently, and from what I know of General Skywalker, different comes with the territory. You’re doing alright, Commander. You’re finding your way, just like the rest of us, and no one can rush that. Not even The Chosen One.” 

This is soooo good, as one of Cody's lines and as general life advice lol!

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For a quote-ficlet request, Commander Cody and Ahsoka Tano (underappreciated duo imo)! “What did Skywalker do now?”

THANK YOU SO MUCH and THANK YOU very much for the ask! I completely agree that they are an underappreciated duo! I hope you dig what I came up with!

Rating: T

Warnings: language, extremely fluffy sibling dynamics

Word Count: 1.6k words

“Ah good. Anakin’s returned.” 

Cody glanced up just in time to see the 501st’s gunship landing in the hangar of their Venator. The doors hissed open, and he felt himself already doing the mental tally in his mind, checking off brothers as they stepped out one by one. Their numbers still appeared to be mostly intact, and Cody felt himself relax slightly, especially when he caught a glimpse of a pair of painted blue Jaig eyes emerging from inside the ship.

“I’m curious how his mission went,” General Kenobi remarked. “Hopefully, he and Ahsoka were able to hold the line on the eastern front. That will make recapturing the capital city much easier.” 

Cody had a sneaking suspicion that things hadn’t gone quite according to plan. They rarely did when his general’s former padawan was left unsupervised. The first glimpse he caught of Skywalker’s new padawan only seemed to confirm that suspicion. He could already see something was off in the way the young Togruta’s shoulders slumped as she strode off of the gunship. Her eyes were glassy, and her teeth were digging firmly into her bottom lip. She was clearly trying to keep her head up and put on a brave front, but something had battered her, and judging by the fact that she had no visible injuries, Cody suspected it was her master. His mouth turned downward in annoyance.

What did Skywalker do now? 

It wasn’t that he thought Skywalker was necessarily cruel for the sake of being cruel; he just hadn’t wanted a padawan, a fact that he had made abundantly clear to that padawan despite her not being at fault in any of this. She was a child, one that had been placed on a transport and sent into a warzone. And Anakin had yet to accept that fact and adapt to it, something Cody couldn’t understand. 

We always took care of the cadets. Always protected them when we could. Always looked forward to mentoring them so that they would be able to stay safe. Why won’t he do the same for her?

Rex had told him what Skywalker had been subjecting his padawan to for training, and quite frankly, it enraged him. While Cody was as stringent about preparing his men and their counterparts for battle as anyone, he vehemently disagreed with Skywalker’s methods for a multitude of reasons. 

Firing on a teenager, even with stun bolts? Unacceptable. 

Rex had confessed how much he hated it after a few rounds at 79s, and while he had to support his general in front of his men and toe the line, watching the young Togruta’s confidence slowly slip away under her reluctant master’s constant berating was beginning to wear on him as well. Cody had teased his brother relentlessly about how quickly he’d become protective of Ahsoka, joking that she might as well share their face and have been born from a tube. 

But in spite of all of his teasing, he understood it. He couldn’t deny he felt a certain level of protectiveness over her as well, as did Kenobi. When he’d found out that his general had initially thought she was assigned as his padawan, Cody had allowed himself to think about how things might have been different, how she’d have been leading with him rather than Rex. He’d liked the thought of having her around, but he also knew Ahsoka had had a positive impact on Rex, and that the two of them working together had maybe tempered some of his brother’s recklessness. 

Kenobi would have been the better choice, of that he was certain. His general was empathetic to a fault at times, normally very cognizant of the feelings of the people around him. However, at the moment, it seemed that his general was completely focused on his former padawan, oblivious to the mood of the young Togruta as he strode by her, absently resting a hand on her shoulder in greeting as he passed. Cody could see the touch brought her little comfort as Kenobi continued past, not even sparing her a second glance as he greeted Skywalker. Anakin was obviously in a foul mood, his brows knitted together in his trademark scowl. Ahsoka turned and looked over her shoulder at master one more time as he exited the gunship, clearly hoping for some sort of reprieve, but Skywalker pointedly ignored her, meeting Kenobi and walking off with him in the opposite direction with Rex in tow. The captain of the 501st removed his helmet as he fell into step behind them, his gaze lingering on Ahsoka as she slumped off before he turned and met Cody’s eyes with a pleading look. The unspoken ask was clear. 

Keep an eye on her. 

Cody gave him a short nod, and Rex responded with a grateful grimace before he disappeared out of the hangar with their commanding officers. 

Ahsoka had made her way over to one of the large windows on the hangar deck and was hugging herself tightly, staring out at the starfield before her. Cody ran his hand through his short-cropped, regulation haircut before sighing to himself and striding over. She didn’t turn to look at him when he stopped next to her, her eyes only briefly flicking over to where he stood before returning to the empty space ahead of them. 

They’d had a few interactions, all of which were brief and simple, but this time, Cody wasn’t quite certain where to start. He didn’t want to drag Skywalker through the mud in front of her. As far as he understood Jedi tradition, she was permanently bound to her master, and they had to figure each other out. Driving an even larger wedge in between them wouldn’t help things, and it would only make Rex and his brothers less safe if their two Jedi leaders were at odds. But she wouldn’t want to be coddled either, that much he’d gathered from her personality. She was a good kid, as stubborn as her master, but above all, determined to prove that she was competent, that she could do this, that she would do this. It just might take more time than she had patience for. 

Cody wet his lips. “Would you like to talk about it?” 

Ahsoka shrugged, but he could see her eyes were still glossy. “Same as always," she muttered. "I disappointed Master Skywalker again. Did something wrong, and apparently, I somehow should have known better.” She sniffed. “I know he didn’t want me, and I’m trying so hard to be a good padawan and a good leader, but I don’t have it all figured out yet, and I feel like I can’t learn it all fast enough. Like I’ll never be good enough.” 

Cody nodded, thinking for a moment before taking a deep breath and wading in. “You know, no matter how many times I come up here, I never get used to the number of stars I can see from this deck. More than I can from any planet’s surface.” 

The padawan was quiet for a moment before dipping her chin in agreement, not questioning his abrupt change of topic. “They’re really pretty.”

“That they are. But you know, it’s always funny to me how they all look the same from here,” he noted. Ahsoka turned to him, raising one eyebrow in curiosity, clearly wondering where he was going with this. Cody pressed forward. “They’re all different when you’re up close. Some are burning hot and blue, while others are cooler and red. Some are massive and others are smaller. A few are part of a binary system with two stars, some have even more than that, relying on one another to keep things in balance, but you can’t see them separately from here. Some are at the beginning of their life, others moments from going supernova or burning out. All so different, but from here, they all look the same.” 

Ahsoka rocked on her heels. “I suppose that’s true.” 

Cody flexed his fingers, glancing over down at her to see if his hastily cobbled-together metaphor was landing. She was clearly mulling it over, but he decided to maybe be a bit more clear rather than letting her meander towards his meaning. There were enough riddles and metaphors in her Jedi training.

Crossing his arms over his chest, he leaned down and nudged her with his shoulder, knocking her slightly off balance. “What I’m trying to say is it’s easy to think we’ve all got our shit together at a distance. Jedi, clones, even other padawans. But everyone is on their own path. Sometimes we are burning brightly, sometimes we're close to burning out, and sometimes we’re relying on the ones around us to hold us up, and all of that is part of life. Doesn’t make you any less or the general any more. Just means you’re doing it differently, and from what I know of General Skywalker, different comes with the territory. You’re doing alright, Commander. You’re finding your way, just like the rest of us, and no one can rush that. Not even The Chosen One.” 

A smirk tugged at the corner of Ahsoka’s lips as she recovered her balance and shrugged. “You mean to tell me you and Master Kenobi don’t always have things figured out?” 

Cody chuckled quietly. “If we did, do you think I’d have a clip on my belt specifically for when I recover his lightsaber?” 

Ahsoka giggled, and Cody warmed. “Don’t tell him I said that though," he whispered.

The young Togruta grinned. “I won’t.” She leaned against the clone commander slightly. “Thanks, Cody.” 

The gesture took him aback slightly, but he reached down and gave her shoulder a squeeze. “Of course, kid.” 

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[littlesoka7567]

Can you please do Rex for the headcannons thing?

Here are my top headcannons for Rex!

My all time favorite headcannon for Rex is that he was unofficially adopted by the commander class clones when they were cadets and they literally all love him.

I also love the headcannon that Rex had to work harder than most clones to prove he deserves his rank/respect/etc. I don’t even care if the reasoning is because he was born a CT and therefore has to work harder, or if it’s because he was born blond and is therefore ‘defective’ and had to work harder. I just love the headcannon.

I am a firm “Rex is a natural blond” believer.

Rex adopts strays. It’s his thing, and always has been, even when he was just a kid. This is why his squad is made up of clones like Fives and Echo, Dogma, Tup, Hardcase. He sees clones that don’t really fit in elsewhere and adopts them into his own lil circle, and makes them feel valued and welcomed.

That being said, he has a special attachment to Echo and Fives. He is literally the embodiment of “couldn’t be prouder older brother” to the domino twins. He adopted them, taught them how to fight, got them to ARC training, and kept up with them even when they weren’t stationed together. He brags about them so much that the other officers literally have to tell him to shut up.

Also on point 4, he 100% adopts the Bad Batch after their mission. They were slow to get along, but by the end of it they are definitely adopted. Can’t do shit about it boys, you’ve been adopted by a reg. This has very little if anything to do with Echo being in the squad now.

His favorite commander is Cody, because he’s the only one of the commander-class clones to treat him like an equal brother rather than a little brother. He does love the rest (even Fox) and being their little brother, but he loves being Cody’s brother.

He is 101% done with Anakin and his stupid not-secret marriage. He loves Padame tho she’s awesome.

Ahsoka is his favorite. Don’t tell Anakin. (He just loves his little sister so much and would do anything to protect her. He literally was inconsolable when she left the order.)

Rex is the least formal officer in the GAR and no one can convince me otherwise. He definitely tells all the shinies to just call him Rex off the field and pretends to be annoyed when people call him sir. Who’s general skywalker? Oh, you mean Anakin? Cody you’ll never guess what my idiot Jedi did this time. Etc.

[zoeology31]

30+ Ship/Character Headcanons for Pride: Star Wars Edition

Halfway through the month already, but I’m gonna do something this year! I have consumed so much Star Wars content in 2020, canon and fanfic both, and now I have Opinions.

Codywan

Cody is gay and demisexual, Obi-Wan is bi.

They become friends quickly, and develop one of the closest Jedi-Commander relationships in the GAR. They fall in love later on but agree not to commit to anything until after the war.

Obi-Wan realizes his feelings slowly over seasons 2 and 3, reflecting on their teamwork and how much he values and cares about Cody. Cody realizes his feelings when Obi-Wan comes back from Kadavo and he realizes how important Obi-Wan is to his life.

During the war, they like to spend time together, especially in the mornings or decompressing after a battle. They do paperwork, trade book recommendations, and just sit close and talk.

In AUs where ROTS didn’t happen, Obi-Wan steps down from the Jedi Council and he and Cody work out the details of their relationship so Obi-Wan can still be faithful to the Jedi Code.

Basically they get engaged and stay that way forever. They get an apartment with many houseplants and a cat that likes Cody better.

Cody is a little Force-sensitive, and Obi-Wan teaches him to meditate and use the Force to process emotions. Once Cody is free of the chip (in canon-compliant timelines), he uses this to find peace about Obi-Wan’s “death” and joins the Rebellion.

Rex

Rex is demiromantic asexual.

In AUs where ROTS didn’t happen, he ends up in a queerplatonic relationship with Anakin (who leaves the Order) and Padmé. He is Luke and Leia’s third parent.

He’s really good with kids, and adopts several orphans after the Empire is defeated. Luke and Leia and Ezra and Sabine are his honorary kids too.

Ahsoka

Ahsoka is a lesbian. She’s jealous of Lux during the Onderon arc, not Steela.

Barriss is her first kiss, right after the brain worms incident. They’re never actually in a relationship though, because Barriss thinks that would make it too hard to follow the Jedi Code.

She reconnects with Kaeden Larte during her Fulcrum years and they get married after the Battle of Yavin. Between Fulcrum work and the mission to find Ezra, she’s away a lot, so she carries a special holocomm with a secure line to Kaeden to keep in touch.

Skybridger

Ezra and Luke are both gay. Ezra is also nonbinary and uses both he/him and they/them.

They bond over comparing notes on Jedi training, and also going through the embarrassing “mistook admiration for a crush on now-sister” phase.

They go on lots of adventures together to gather bits of Jedi culture and find Force-sensitive kids to train. It’s Luke’s idea to start a school and Ezra’s idea to search for the old Jedi temples like the one on Lothal.

Eventually they just also start being romantically affectionate on these adventures. No one is surprised. Ahsoka officiates their wedding on Lothal a couple years later, which is attended by the entire rebellion.

They fix up an old U-wing to live and travel in because they’re both used to living on ships. Luke flies, Ezra shoots as needed and also cooks. Ezra always brings back stray animals and Luke sometimes agrees to keep them.

Ketbine

Ketsu and Sabine are both lesbians.

They meet at the Imperial Academy and are dating when they run away together. The stress of running from the Empire and bounty hunting strains their relationship and they break up before parting ways.

They start dating again after the liberation of Lothal and get married after the Battle of Endor. Hera officiates. Sabine is smug about getting married before Zeb.

After the war, they split their time between Krownest, where Sabine eventually inherits the title of Duchess Wren, Concord Dawn, where they help rebuild the Protectors, and Mandalore.

Kalluzeb

Kallus is pan, Zeb is gay.

They build up a friendship before and during season 4, and start dating after the Battle of Yavin. They have a lot of personal issues to work through and getting stuck on the ice moon together was only the beginning, but they both put in the effort and it pays off.

They get married after the Battle of Endor. Hera officiates. Zeb is kinda salty that Sabine beat him to the punch, but they have a great honeymoon on Lira San so it all evens out.

After the war, they help build up the refugee community on Lira San and travel around to locate other Lasat refugees. Zeb even serves a term as Senator for Lira San in the New Republic Senate.

Miscellaneous

Chirrut and Baze are both gay. They’ve been married for 30 years.

Rey is biromantic asexual, Finn is bi, and Poe is gay. Rey and Poe both date Finn but not each other.

Kanan, Hera, Leia, Han, Padmé, Cassian, Bodhi, and Rose are all bi. So are a plurality of the clones.

Lando is pan and genderfluid and their pronouns vary. They’re living their best life.

Echo is genderfluid and uses he/him. Fives is agender and uses they/them. None of Domino squad are cis.

[vesperstalksclones]

What will you do after Mandalore?

Rated teen

Ingredients: kissy kissy, pining, angst, oogling, heavy petting, Rex likes using the F word a lot and thinks plenty about his tool

Sketch by @i-got-no-bones

He spotted her across the sky plaza that they had commandeered as a landing platform. Arms crossed, feet spread, back arched into her posture; every inch of her shining with pride as she watched her men tend to their business. 

Rex was content to merely stand and observe for a moment. Ahsoka Tano had disappeared over a year ago, radio silent. Furious and hurting, no doubt, after the Jedi council, men and women she had called family, had handed her over to the republic judiciary system to be tried on circumstantial evidence for a crime she didn't commit. Her name had been cleared and the culprit caught, but when the council invited her back sheepishly, after her humiliating excommunication, she graciously told them to shit in their hat, turned heel and walked away. He respected her for that, also envied her the freedom to be able to do so. If he stuck his birds to the GAR and turned his back, his parting gift would, at best, be a blaster shot to the shebs. Property didn't get to make choices like that.

He could have tracked her down, but she hadn't left him so much as a scribble in parting. He had not taken it well. First came panic - she was alone, who would have her back? Then anger - the 501st and Torrent squadron weren't good enough to stay for? Fuck her!!! The pain of abandonment - didn't the years fighting side by side mean anything, the men who had died protecting her life? Blind fury at the council that had driven her away - he had demolished several training druids to cope with that. Jealousy; that perhaps she had retreated somewhere… to someone… someone male... to lick her wounds and seek comfort. Like that litte Bonterri fuck stick. 

"No, old man, you turned yourself pretty inside out over Ahsoka's nonexistent good bye", Rex mused, a wry smile spreading over his lips. After about four weeks of stewing in his own volatile pit of self-pity and rage, during a particularly long night of insomnia spiced with bourbon whiskey, he realized why he was so angry. Fuck the Jedi, they didn't return the loyalty she had always offered. Fuck the GAR. They would carry on fighting and killing and invading and dying with or without her. 

Rex had realized, in those oppressive pre-dawn hours, that he agonized because she had left him. They had been companions for more than three years! She had grown from a bratty youngling, to a capable warrior, to a leader almost without match. They loved her, the 501st. Torrent, the battering ram of the esteemed legion, especially worshipped her. If General Skywalker was the spearpoint of the forces, the Troopers were the rigid staff,, and Ahsoka was the sinews and lead and nails that held the two together. They had adopted her as their blood sister, named her Vod'ika, and taught her their words. The squadron had cracked a little from their loss. The center of the chasm had been their CO. Rex was drowning in despair when he had heard his own voice quietly wimper… 

"Why did you leave me?"

It hurt, to hear it out loud. It made the pain more real somehow. He had curled inward  on himself, hating that he desperately needed his friend to help him cope, and yet she was the one he was mourning. 

By the time he had crawled from his bunk, all vestiges of anger had burned away. Left behind was only depression, and empty bitterness. Everything became harder after that. Skywalker also suffered her loss, and he and Rex began to severely grate on each other's nerves. Rex flung himself into work and training for the distraction, earning a multitude of grumbles from his Vod as he expected them to keep up his grueling pace. 

And then… Skywalker commed him. The General spoke as nonchalantly as if he was discussing the soy loaf at dinner. There was a mission to be had, to Mandalore. Bo Katan Kryze was in need of assistance, unseating the Sith lord Maul who had claimed the planet for his own. She would be meeting them in roughly 72 hours, with her comrade at arms. A certain Lady Tano. 

Rex had leapt from his desk, pacing a circle for nearly an hour. Skywalker said that they would accompany her, Rex in command of as many men as she needed. His stomach was clawing inside him like a trapped loth cat, with anticipation, excitement, and anxiety. 

He needed to tell his boys. Her boys. Their girl was coming home. He had stood there smiling like an idiot, loving the feel of those words in his weary brain. 

He called Torrent to attention in their barracks, briefly explaining the mission. They were going to fight for their father's home. Serve the warrior people that had created all that the Vode held dear. He could see the energy beginning to rise from them, the promise of a fight that really did belong to them in some way.

 He savored a pause, keeping her his precious secret for a second longer, before he flung her name to his troops like fresh meat to hungry dogs. The resulting roar was deafening, with a string of particularly loud expletives from Jesse, who had become his de-facto Captain, as Rex had taken on the Command of the 501st in purpose if not in official name. It warmed his tired heart to the core.

 Excusing himself he strode away to his quarters. The energy that the mere mention of her name generated had put the spring back in his strut. He didn't sleep that night either, for the boyish excitement inside.

By the following evening, several hundred men were sporting orange blazes on their helmets, and the indoctrinated eye would recognize the white jagged stripes that swept down over their visors. The men had shined every inch of their armor, oiled and cleaned every gun, sharpened every blade. He allowed them to fight it out for their spots at review. A few black eyes were given over the choicest front row positions.

Then came the day of her arrival . General skywalker commed him for assembly. The men jogged to the meeting point, a large liaison space on the 3rd level. He had counted the length of his breaths carefully, willing himself to be calm and composed, as if this was really any other inspection. He was screaming inside. He felt like his stomach was trying to fall out of his ass.

The door chimed and slid open. And there she was. But she wasn't the girl he remembered. She seemed to have grown over the past year. Taller yes, he noted the distinct curve taking shape in her Montrails. Not just vertical growth either; she had expanded in all directions. Her hips were no longer angular, but smoothly bowed outward. Her waist tapered in and climbed upward to... what used to be pert little breasts - polite things that barely moved when she vaulted across the training mats. Now… well… they weren't polite anymore. In her absence Little'un had become a woman. How the hell did all this happen in a year?

 He called the men to attention, unable to suppress the absolute shit eating grin of joy that had plastered itself there. She had traded the skirts and tights of her padawan youth for the dignified garb of a warrior. Smart armored combat boots covered tight breeches, and disappeared under a slim fitting, high collared shirt which proved both modest and profoundly flattering at the same time. Having discarded her Akul tooth headdress when she left the temple, Ahsoka now wore a variety of tiara that looked like hand hammered durasteel. Numerous arm bands and leg holsters carried her various kit. Best of all, he noticed, she had outfitted herself almost entirely in the cobalt blue of the 501st. 

Ahsoka stepped towards him. Hesitantly, uncertain of her place in the scheme of things, her eyes searching his face for a cue. He was positively giddy at her approach, glad that his full body armour could dampen the sight of the tremors that ran through him. 

"Beautiful, fierce, brave girl… don't look at me like that. You'll always belong with us" he didn't say the words, they shone from his eyes. Her gaze landed on the helmet clutched in his hand, and he was certain they moistened as the orange and white design drove its message home. They were hers and she was theirs.

Moments later, things got complicated, as they were wont to do when Skywalker was involved. He had loaded about three thousand odd men on to another venator. Anakin had named him official CO of the 501st (could've done that a fucking year ago) and they left with their Lady. A jedi no longer, now only a civilian advisor. Whatever, she was still their angel.

Now, about 48 hours later, they had Maul's forces on the run, and had taken a few hours to regroup, gather sit-reps, and organize the city wide hunt for the criminal. His duties were tended for the moment so Rex had gone on the search, hungry to see her face again. He spied her by the transports, wearing her pride of possession, as she watched her Vod do what they did best. 

He jogged across the pavement and slowed to a swaggering stroll as he neared her. She beamed at him, blue eyes reflecting the city lights. 

"All right there, Lil?"

"Rex, this has gone off smoother than I had hoped. The citizens are disgusted, but at least things didn't de-evolve in to violence."

Gah, her voice! It was like a cool breeze on a shitty hot day.

She retreated a little way between the LAATs

and retrieved a canteen of water, drinking deeply. He took the opportunity to appreciate what nature had wrought upon the Togrutan. 

He couldn't pretend to be an expert on her race's anatomy, but he could definitely see that the physical changes in her had stopped being about adding physical size, and began to be about physical allure. The hard muscles of her youthful form had gained some softness via artistically placed plump cushions. Her rump… hips… bosom. Her face had exchanged youthful roundness for a pointed chin and angled jaw, and instead focused the fullness in to her plum colored lips. 

It wasn't until after the initial excitement of the reunion when they were en route to Mandalore that he could privately reflect upon her changes. As she bent over to adjust her boot straps he was certain the thirty or so Vod in the room must have heard his cock slam against his cod piece as he reacted to the sight of her peach shaped rear offered up like a feast before him. Since that moment he had remained at nothing less than half mast, his member ready and waiting for the off chance that he might need it, while his brain begged it to behave itself and not act a fool.. 

How the hell had he come to this? His sweet friend had become a veritable sex pot, her body shedding the trappings of youth and preparing her to recieve a male. The notion that had began to grow in his mind that night in his lonely bed so many months ago, had born fruit and ripened in that moment. 

He Loved her and not as a lad should love his dear friend.. He had pined away for months, struggling to function through the void created by her absence. Moments of privacy had tormented him either with loneliness for her presence or aching for her touch. Often his mind wandered too far in her direction and he was forced to take matters in to his own hands… well hand…. And release brought guilt as well as relief. 

When he closed the gap between them she offered the drink, and he happily chugged some just to taste her on the rim. He was so desperate, he thought. So fucking pathetic, but he couldn't help himself… and frankly didn't want to. As he regarded her, Ahsoka fidgeted nervously and her face fell, a mask of anxiety appearing. He knit his brow at the change, capping the canteen and setting it aside.

"Rex… I'm sorry."

He frowned. This was happening now, she was ready to explain to him her actions. In the middle of a mission. Fucking hell. He continued to watch her, his face calm and professional.

"Im sorry I didn't say goodbye. It was a shitty thing to do to you. It was cowardly and I was wrong, and I've regretted it every single day." Her sapphire gems stared in to his amber ones, searching them for his reply.

Rex sighed heavily. He had a few things to tell her, and he'd be damned if she was going to run away this time before he heard each and every one of them clearly. 

"Ahsoka…" he reached for her, and with only a little hesitation she snaked her arms around his waist and leaned against his armored chest. Resting her cheek near his pauldron.  He wrapped her up in his embrace and stole a moment to sniff deeply of her scent. Spice, and something herbal - like tea. Leather. And her own subtle musk, which reminded him of the sun warmed straw field he had walked through on Naboo. How he had missed that smell.

"I wont lie Lil. I hated you for about a week. When I got over that, I stayed pissed off for at least another month."

She trembled a little, her face hidden from view.

"Then, during my fifth week of insomnia and self loathing, I realized why I was so angry, and that it definitely wasn't because I hated you."

He tilted his head down, seeking her eyes, but she was still hiding them on his shoulder.

He nudged her lekk with his nose, gently demanding her attention. She shyly met his gaze, the blazing blue stars beginning to blur behind tears. Stop this at once Lil, you're not the crying type, and especially not over me. 

He dipped his face to hers, capturing her lips. She was rigid with shock for a moment, but then relaxed against his touch. He barely broke away, only to come back for a second helping, kissing her with more force in order to drive his message home. She tasted like honey, hints of cinnamon, and the poor quality caf they all survived off of on the Venators. The feel of her petal soft lips against his was enough to make his knees shake, and his heart pound, and, thinking back on every fantasy he had entertained about her, he would come to realize what a poor imagination he had. 

Pulling away, she dashed at her eyes with the heels of her hands. 

"The truth is that…  I didn't dare come to see you that day. I knew that it would upset you and I couldn't cope with that. I wouldn't have been able to go make myself leave, even though it was the right thing for me. Its ok that you hated me for a while.. I hated myself."

 She sucked in a shaky breath, regarding him silently for a moment as if she was trying to choose her next words carefully. Apparently, her voice had left her, so she framed his face with her sienna colored hands and returned to his kiss almost violently. He spanned her waist with his hands, pulling her closer to him, all the while cursing his protective armor that denied him the pressure of her firm body. 

"I wouldn't have let you go" he growled, biting at her lip for punctuation. With a breathy whimper she opened her mouth to his caress. He tasted her lips, and her tongue, twisting his head for a better angle. His gloved hands groped their way blindly up her back, and then back downward to her waist, one daring to sneak to her rump, palming the cheek boldly, but hell she could shatter his bones with her mind if she objected and he wouldn't be upset. She answered by chasing his tongue with hers, uttering a low moan of approval. 

Rex pushed her backward against the cold side of the transport, pinning her there with his bodyweight. His mind spun with surprise and delight that not only had she not broken his face, but was mouthing and pawing at him with equal desire. He sucked in a quick breath and claimed her mouth again, leading the charge with a velvet tongue. He was determined to display for her every ounce of frustration she had left him in for the past year. To convince her that she should not leave him again.

He nipped at her chin, scraped his teeth along her jawline, and caught a hitch in his breath as he tasted the salty skin at her neck. She rolled her head away, crooning gently, and he surprised himself at how quickly he one handed the top few frogs of her shirt. Bearing her neck down to the shoulder, he sucked and kissed at her offering, cherishing her closeness, his mind racing at the willingness with which she came to him. His right hand had found its way to her breast, caressing the sleek fabric covered mound and searching the telltale hardened peak he found there. She was arched backward over his opposite arm, her legs astride his armoured thigh, all the while he was inwardly cursing the confines of his pelvic armor; his member had sprung to full solute at the attentions of his Lady Commander. When she rolled her hips he dared to arch to his boot toe, giving her a hard surface to press herself against. 

She stiffened under his touch, suddenly going quiet and still. 

"Kriff." she whispered.

His eyes snapped open, alarmed by the sudden change in her demeanor.  He was about to speak when…

"OORAH! COMMANDER!"

A chorus of hoots and howls joined the first voice, and Rex dropped his forehead to Ahsoka's shoulder, hand still splayed across her chest, thigh pressed to her besh… his index finger tracing the crease of her perfect ass….

Out of the corner of his eye he saw Jesse. Kriffing Jesse, and about fifty of his men. Standing there watching him grind on Ahsoka like they were a live action porn holo.

"Fuck my life" he growled in disgust. 

"GET SOME VOD! OWWWWW!!!" 

Dammit Jesse. 

The fondling hand shot to his hip and raised the blaster just in time for his head to snap up and choose his target. The bolt screamed by Jesse, missing his temple by the length of a finger. 

Wide eyed, he screamed and cackled and ducked, the other troops reacting similarly. 

Rex contemplated shooting them all, and was choosing his next target when….

"FUCKING JESSE! QUIT COCK BLOCKING ME, YOU STUPID PENIS WRINKLE!" Ahsoka roared at the clone, and with a violent sweep of her arm she flung the entire corps out of sight further down the plaza. Rex couldn't help but grin at the satisfying shouts of pain and the clatter of armored bodies bouncing on the cement. 

They both sighed as he returned his DC to its home, and met each other's gaze. 

"Is that what he was doing, Commander? Cock-blocking you?" He teased. 

Ahsoka's blue chevrons darkened in the Togrutan equivalent of a blush. 

"Im not your Commander, Rex, not GAR, nor am I a Jedi. I'd prefer if you'd address me properly." 

"And how's that?" He cocked his head, smirking at her. 

"Anything but. You decide, cyare." 

She pushed her forehead against his. He flushed from the thrill. She had used his "native" tongue, never before had anyone called him "beloved", and the forehead "kiss" was a touch of the purest loving affection among Vod.

"Do you mean that? "Cyare"? Rex's head was spinning. The delicious heavy petting could have allowed him to die happily, but she had done something far more wonderful to him. Cyare was not a name for a piece of meat used to scratch an itch with.. did she understand that? "Are you sure, Lil?"

"Yes, I mean that. I want you, Rex. I think I have for a long time, but I was afraid to call it what it was. I didn't think you'd ever look at me the same way."

"What? Why wouldn't I?"

"Because your a grown man!... Who happens to be younger than me… and I've always just been this idiot kid." She frowned, the dusky colored pout did terrible things to him. 

"I don't think you've been a kid for a while now Sokka." To emphasize his statement, he kissed her like she was a woman. His woman. "What happens…" he didn't know if he dared to hope… "What will you do after we are done here?"

"I haven't really thought about it. I guess it depends on our success." 

They heard shouts. Troopers were gathering on the plaza, getting ready to depart for their search. 

"Than let's find the hut'uun quickly." 

He gave her a final kiss and a squeeze, and backed away step by step until her hand dropped away. 

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3. Star Wars

Explanation:

Kenobi's Home for Retired Sith. That's it . . . that's the prompt.

No, but seriously, has anyone ever seen a movie or read a book and thought about the villain's life and what led them to become one. In the Star Wars universe, if you're familiar with the backstory for most of the bad guys, excluding Sideous, you'll know that most of them just had really bad luck. They certainly weren't victims, but they didn't one day make a conscious decision to turn evil. They didn't wake up and think about how much they wanted to cause suffering in the universe. They were set on this path by heartbreak and betrayal and all the hardships they had to endure. While their choices were their own, they were mostly doing the wrong things for the, not right, but not evil reasons either. It is even shown that it is possible for them to walk away from the path they're treading, to step back from the dark into, maybe not the light, but at least a grey area.

Prompt:

Basically, Obi-Wan accidentally adopts/reforms a bunch of Sith, well former Sith, and Sith acolytes who then form their own 'support group' but are much too proud to call it such and thus dubb themselves 'Kenobi's Home for Retired Sith', because that's so much better. Kenobi, during all this, is only wondering how the hell he's supposed to explain this to the Council, and why, dear Force why, do things like this always happen to HIM.

Would be AMAZING (but not necessary) if you could show:

- Ventress should definitely be included as a main member, probably the first, and Dooku and Maul would be fun to see as well. There should also be some of the acolytes who are still kids/teens (basically force sensitives kidnapped as kids and trained - violently and cruelly - to use the Darkside) just to give variety (I don't know if this is actually a thing, but if not you should still make this up and put them in).

- An BAMF Obi-Wan who understands that they're not innocent and shouldn't be talked to or treated as such as it would just make them feel patronized and guilty about being too cowardly to even face up to their deeds, but that they didn't just wake up one day and feel like inflicting pain, things made them the way they are and (warning this is a quote from something, but I don't remember what) sometimes healing isn't about fixing the scars or putting the pieces back together exactly the way they were, because that's not how life works, but it's about learning to live with your sharp edges and rough scars

- Obi-Wan also realizing that the saying "forever it will dominate your path" is completely true, just not in the way most think. Some things can never be forgotten, there are some lines you just can't uncross. Once you start down that dark path, even if you turn away from it, it will always be there, at the back of your mind, an easy way out of whatever you are going through. It's like a drug, you can get clean, but you'll always crave it and in that way, it will be with you for the rest of your life.

- Everyone in the Home being hella protective because Kenobi's basically their savor, even if he vehemently denies it and says they always had the potential he just showed them the way, and he rescued them from the dark. There's no way they're going to let anyone hurt him after all he's done for them, after all he's been through to help them and so many others without ever asking or expecting anything in return, even a word of gratitude surprises him most of the time, he doesn't think he's done anything worth thanking. He's so GOOD and he deserves so much more than they ever could give despite him giving so much for THEM.

- A LOT of banter between members of the home because, let's be honest, they may be reformed but they are no angels and they will fight and yell and scream and insult SOOO often, a lot like brothers and sisters do. The words may be darker, harsher, but the tone and intent are exactly the same as feuding or annoyed family members because that's what they'd become, a family of their own.

- Obi-Wan angst. Basically, him being super self-deprecating and none of the Home putting up with that bull when he's forgiven them and helped them and cares for them after all their horrific actions and he says he's not good. That he's not worth it. This, of course, leads to an investigation of why he feels this way, and let's just say none of them are too happy to find out how deeply rooted these beliefs are and how far back he's been told this. Bandomeer, Melida/Daan, everything comes to light and the Home is. Not. Going. To. Stand. For. It. So they decide to essentially adopt Kenobi because he obviously can't be trusted to take care of himself, when was the last time he slept? ate? Then they are going to take on both Sideous and the Jedi Order because fighting in the war is slowly breaking him and the Jedi Order aren't helping so they both have to go. Of course, Kenobi might be a little sad to see the Jedi Order destroyed or even just dismantled so maybe just a very *ahem* stern (read: violet) talking to is in order there.

- Everyone else just being like wtf?!?! and then freaking out when the Home goes all protective and basically ends the war. Also, everyone close to Kenobi has a heart attack when they hear about his life (the angst part) and resolve to join forces with the Home to help and make him take care of himself while Kenobi, himself, is just wondering what he did to deserve this and wants to just curl up and not deal with it, like always (because 'having feelings?, never met her') and he probably does deserve it anyways.

- For 'everyone close to Obi-Wan' this can include whoever you want, but it might be fun to see the reactions of the GAR (specifically his men), his friends in the Senate (maybe Bail or Padme or Mon), Ahsoka if you're including her, Windu, Yoda, the Council, etc (so, not just Anakin).

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The OC-Gang's thoughts on Jedi

Shiv - She is rather spoiled for jedi, having Plo Koon as her general; but Shiv is also slow to trust. Shiv trusts her General Buir completely. anyone he trusts or speaks highly of she will be warmer toward. Ahsoka is, of course, adopted little sister. Other Jedi Shiv is cautious towards; especially after the events of Krell's betrayal.

Paws - He does not trust Jedi. Something about the Jedi temple scares him. Perhaps it is because of Coruscant; of being in the Guard; maybe the sweet and kindly words of the Chancellor over the comm that his requests have once again been denied for assistance from the Jedi in sharing some supplies from other GAR units; but Paws doesn't trust them. And it hurts him more than he likes to admit.

Flack - Flack gets along well with his General. (They kind of have a casual hook-up relationship which works well for both of them.) He gets along with the otherJedi well too. Although he knows that he "projects" loudly in the force and he gets (gently) scolded that he needs to work on shielding. He wants to have a joint mission with the 501st and 212th one day because he REALLY wants to meet Generals Skywalker and Kenobi

Mesh'la - Mesh has a great amouth of respect for Jedi. They are war-time generals and peacekeepers. He enjoys learning about their history and their stories and is welcoming to any Jedi or Jedi padawan who he meets. He knows working with the (In)famous General Skywalker means he gets more interactions with other generals and padawans than other ARCs, but he keeps distance respectfully. He subdues himself unconciously in the force and is looked over.

Riot - Power breeds corruption. Those in Power will inevetably use that Power to subdue those under them. So yeah, Riot hates everyone in power and is suspicious of all the Jedi's motives just as he is of all the senators. And yes the fact that he wants Clones to be in power goes right over his head in hypoccracy.

Alps - Alps has only worked with a small handful of Jedi in their time with the GAR; yet each one was positive. They have a positive view of the Jedi as a whole; and even though Alps was left behind after falling, they understand that their life was not worth more than the mission or other troopers risking their lives to rescue one lone clone (Alpha Class or not)

CT-8726 "Tripper" - Tripper hangs on every word and story about the Jedi. He's heard all the stories that any Alpha or Commander would share. He begged to hear about any pilots that were Jedi. After he was moved to maitainence, Tripper learned as much as he could by listening in to the conversations and reports on the generals. He wanted so badly to meet General Koon and General Skywalker.

Bats - Bats has a little bit of hero worship going on with Obi-wan. All Jedi, really, but especially Obi-Wan. He thinks that there are so many amazing things that they do and that the CIS really should stop; because the Jedi are better peacekeepers than they are Generals, and they are already great Generals.

CT-8721 (Mir) - Mir's thoughts were a little conflicted. On one hand, she was afraid of them from how the Kaminoans explained they would not accept failures, but on the other hand, she heard from other Cadets and troopers how compassionate they were. She wanted to serve proudly for a Jedi, but never got the chance.

CT-8723 (Fer) - Fer was SURE that the Jedi would love them all. was sure that He and his Twin especially would be loved and supported and made to be the best they could be.

CT-8724 - 8724 wanted to be a tactition and to stand side to side with a Jedi to help out plan strategies and bring victory to the republic. He wanted so badly to be recognised by a Jedi.

CT-8725 (Cog) - Cog...knew she would never meet a Jedi, not personally. But she took solice in the words of Shaak Ti when she listened to her speak to new troopers; that the force would guide them and that they would be something more. She tried hard to hold onto that thought for as long as she could.

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LOOSE ENDS/FUTURE HEAD CANONS “Luke and Vader Save the Galaxy” - Some final snippets in this universe as requested focusing on what happens for our favorite clones in the future. As you can see, I stole my favorite ideas from the EU. The rest of the masterpost you can find on my main Tumblr page. Thanks everyone!

-The holonet figures out Anakin and Padme are married and have twins near the end of the Tatooine campaign. (Not that the they were hiding it, but it certainly didn’t help that Hack Squad had set up several holomedia accounts and groups for clone brothers to post and share photos and stories and keep in touch with each other. Several of the troopers had holocameras and like taking pictures of their Jedi General goofing off and being something other than a stoic Jedi.) Holosnaps of Anakin embracing Padme and carrying his children cause a massive crash of several popular holomedia sites. The Jedi Order neither censured nor expelled him. When Ventress later posted her own holosnaps of Obi-Wan and Duchess Satine, the Jedi Order again said nothing. As Master Windu later remarked when some journalists just wouldn’t leave him alone, the Order had much more important business to take care of and deal with.

-The GAR reformed under the Reconstruciton Accords into the Republic Reconstruction Forces or RRF, and was no longer just a military force. The Force sensitive clones form the Jedi Corps branch of the RRF.  Luke’s first students are clones but he is not adverse to teaching anyone who has the ability, regardless of age and his students take up the tradition. Force training is offered at nearly every Home Base where clones have made their communities on half a dozen different worlds. Many parents choose not to give up their children for Search when their children can learn how to be Jedi and stay in touch with their families. It leads to widespread changes within the Order and in the centuries that follow, the time will be referred to by scholars and lore masters as the Era of Reconciliation between a variety of Force traditions both old and new.

-Luke continues to help people and travel the galaxy with the RRF and his students. He opens a formal Jedi academy and training facility on Yavin IV and the planet is claimed as a formal home planet for the clones. He is confronted by the Noghri some years later who have tracked him down and they pledge loyalty to him in honor of what he and Vader did to protect their planet. The clones and the Noghri warriors get along like a house on fire and together manage to cause even more chaos and help an even greater number of people throughout the galaxy.

-Luke visits the Order’s Temple on Coruscant only once at Master Plo and Master Kenobi’s invitation. During the tour he asks them quite candidly why they are bothering to reconstruct the Temple over what feels like a Sith Shrine that is seeping malevolence into the very air. Master Jocasta Nu who overhears the question, fires back that he is the foolish one settling his Academy on Yavin IV. Luke thanks her for her concern but informs her that the Sith Ghost of Exar Kun was handily disposed of with the help of ghost!Vader and his students before anyone moved into the old Temple structure and the planet now is a beacon of Light. Coruscant, cannot say the same. The Order moves off Coruscant within two years after Luke’s first and only visit. The land still belongs to them though and they let the gardens retake the entire Temple District before they leave Courscant.

-Luke finds time to keep up with racing and ensures that when his old model X-Wing is finally released onto the market he buys one for his personal use. It isn’t the same without Artoo, though.  He still is invited out with clones for nights on the town. He visits dozens of systems and explores the galaxy. He keeps a careful distance from Anakin and Padme’s family, not wanting to interfere until Leia attends Young Legislators Camp one summer and in an effort to stop Luke from moping dejectedly around the house for being abandoned by his sister, Anakin brings Luke to Yavin IV for Jedi summer camp. Luke and Luke bond and are so similar in mannerism and mood that they spend the entire summer joined at the hip.  The clones and those familiar with clone culture take it in stride. They don’t find it odd at all to have little Luke following grown up Luke around. 

-Ventress settles up the bets she took for the 501st eventually. She takes one look at Luke and Luke on Yavin IV and knows who the winner is. She sends the substantial credit pot to Chatterbox without a word. 

-Satine and Obi-Wan bicker over the finer points of pacificism and the Jedi Code for the rest of their lives.

-Ahsoka Tano delays her Knighting by over two years, choosing instead to stay with Anakin and when not with Anakin, traveling with various clone troopers (but mostly Captain Rex and Commander Cody) as part of their ongoing mission to tackle the Datapad of Disasters that Luke maintains from his Father’s memory. She insists that Barriss is Knighted alongside her which further delays things since it takes at least the approval of 4 High Council Members to be present for the Knighting outside the Temple. After her Knighting, a party rivaling the celebration after the Battle of Theed is held.

-Barriss Offee ends up leading a group of medic clones on mercy missions all across the galaxy. She walks unmolested through brutal firefights and defies all governments and treaties to treat the sick and the wounded. She ends up in command of the Medical Corp of the RRF. It is rumored she has not raised her saber in attack or defense since the day the chipped clones were triggered, and only then to defend others, not herself. She never returns to the Temple, but at Ahsoka’s insistence joins her friend at her Knighting and receives official Knighthood herself.

–Ventress always wanted revenge. It was what drove her to the Dark Side. Luke had once told her the best revenge was living well. She isn’t sure that she is living well, being the friend of largely moronic battle droids and the diplomatic voice of the Separatist Alliance systems before and after the Reconciliation Accords are signed.  She never wanted power or influence, but now she has both. When she grumped about it to Luke he laughed and says that is what made her a good leader. She never marries but she and Quilan Vos have four terrifying daughters together.

-Fives takes several clone apprentices over the years, and becomes a formidable leader and eventual high admiral of the RRF navy. It is one of the proudest days of his life when he takes command. With Echo serving with him, they lay the groundwork for clones to live and work in a variety of different arenas not just in military operations, always looking to help the innocent and those suffering above all else.

–Hardcase is the first of the clone brothers to take an apprentice and begins training Loops as soon as he can. The two of them are tireless in coordinating and leading the decades long battle against the remnants of the Zygerrian slave empire. In the end, Hardcase sacrifices his life to save his former apprentice and thousand of child slaves and finally destroys entire slaving civilization once and for all. He is memorialized with a statute at the Jedi Academy on Yavin IV and another in the Order’s Temple proper.  Loops however, believes that the most important memorial to his dear teacher and older brother are the several drinking songs written in his honor still sung in cantinas around the galaxy to this day.

–Chatterbox doesn’t so much choose an apprentice as an apprentice named Rob chooses him. Rob is cheerful and talks enough for the both of them and latches on to his older brother and won’t let go. People wonder how exactly Chatterbox manages to train Rob to be a powerful Jedi since Chatterbox is still very much a brother of few words. Eventually, Chatterbox succeeds 99 as the representative of the clone brothers. It is his gift of listening to the Force that proves instrumental in reaching a peaceful resolution to the galactic invasion the Reformed Republic faces fifty years after the death of Sidious. His one and only speech on the matter was so persuasive it is remembered as the catalyst for peace and responsible for saving trillions of lives. Chatterbox is named one of the most influential speakers of the time, an irony that never fails to have his brothers’ all laughing until they cry. In the future, historians will mourn the fact that only one recording of Chatterbox’s speeches survived because with his powers of oration and his name he obviously was a prolific speaker. It is such a shame that all other records of Chatterbox’s public speaking have been lost, historians mourn centuries in the future.

–Waxer and Boil go back to Ryloth and there an orphaned Numa remembers her brothers and isn’t going to let them go again. They end up adopting her and several other war orphans. Eventually they lead galactic efforts to aid the orphans of the Clone Wars finding homes. Many children are adopted by the newly freed clone soldiers following their example.  With encouragement from Senator Organa and Senator Amidala, they eventually leave the army proper and focus on leading the humanitarian efforts under the banner of the RRF.

-Captain Rex and Commander Cody like the good soldiers they always were, never retire. Their aging slows to a crawl for several decades before continuing on at a moderate pace. They spend the rest of their lives working with the Luke’s Jedi and their favorite Generals and Commanders maintaining peace in the galaxy. While Anakin Skywalker will always be considered the General of the 501st and Obi-Wan Kenobi will always have the loyalty of the 212th, the two battalions frequently operate under the joint command of Ahsoka Tano and send troopers to support Luke’s growing squads of Force sensitive clones on missions. 

When they have free time, Rex’s favorite thing to do is to travel with Commander Tano to visit the Skywalker family and the Jedi Academy on Yavin IV. Cody loves to work training the new cadets who are interested in joining the RRF, showing his younger brothers how it is really done. Cody is also one of the few active military clones that Duchess Satine welcomes to Mandalore.

-Over time, the 104th reforms, takes in members of the Coruscant Home Guard and becomes a permanent detachment protecting the Order wherever it may call home. Master Plo couldn’t be happier.  Plo Koon is the first Order master to take a clone cadet as a Jedi Padawan on the understanding that there will be none of this “no attachment” business. Master Koon agrees. 

-When Luke Skywalker, taught the Force by his father and by his other self and by half a dozen clone Force Sensitives and Obi-Wan reaches his teen years, Yoda himself travels to Naboo and asks if Luke Skywalker will be his padawan learner. The discussion that follows at the twins’ birthday party is an interesting one to say the least.

-It is a good thing that the RRF diversifies from the GAR. Fifty odd years after the death of Sidious during an invasion from the Unknown Region, the RRF with its Jedi Corps, its Refugee programs, Medcorps, Slicer teams, and its good old fashion troopers are quick to react and stand with the Jedi Order to defend the galaxy. They manage to stop the fleet before it passes through the Outer Rim. It is a costly campaign and in the end it is Luke using the Force to throw the alien fleet out of orbit of the Dantooine system that wins the day and allows the rest of the fleet to arrive under the command of Admiral Fives and General Anakin Skywalker and his children and stop the invasion before it starts.