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Based on this post (x) by cranity - saw it and had to draw it
Do you love clone troopers from a galaxy far, far away? Do you have OC(s) that you ship with clones or do you enjoy clone x OC content?
If the answer is “yes” to both questions, then how do you feel about a prompt-based fandom event that aims to gather, showcase, and celebrate Clone x OC ships? If that sounds intriguing…
so you think you're a bad bitch @imperial-sniper .... okay well.... i guess you are 🤨
(hope you enjoy)
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: ~3,800
Next chapter is up! Sorry for the long wait guys!
Summary: Crosshair and Arlo spend a sweet evening together on their first date, and it goes even better than Crosshair could have expected. What he also didn’t expect was to face the nosy inquiries of his siblings so soon. It would seem nothing stays a secret for long on a tiny island like Pabu.
Fandom: The Bad Batch
Pairing: Crosshair x Original Female Character
Rating: T
Chapter Word Count: ~2,600
Here is Chapter 1 of 3 of the next fic in my Crosslo series (yes, Crosshair and Arlo have a ship name now!) <3
I will be posting chapters 2 and 3 on Thursday. The rest of the fics in the series can be found here Cross My Heart and Help Me Heal .
Thanks @queen-of-mandalore for the tag!
In a new post, share the most recently completed line(s) of your WIP, whether the last you wrote or the last you drew.
Then tag some folks to join in!
This is from the next instalment in my Crosslo (Crosshair x ofc) series, which can be found here on ao3.
He leaned into that feeling, deepening the kiss as he pulled her closer. He kissed her again, trying to banish the fear with each pass of her lips upon his. He allowed her to take away his guilt and pain with each caress of her hand. He felt warm. Safe. Whole? Nearly whole… the doubts lingered, but they were quiet enough that Crosshair did not feel compelled to face them, at least not right now.
I'm hoping this fic will be up sometime in the next couple weeks, but it will depend how much writing time I get!
NPT: @tealmisthams, @ladylucksrogue, @whyamismall, @aknightreaderr, and anyone else who wants to participate!
Ahhh thank you this was so good! 👀
Congrats on 200 followers that’s sooooo cool! For your event to celebrate, can I request a Drabble for Wolffe/Liri? Maybe prompt 35 from the Kiss Roulette prompts (a kiss against a wall)?
Thank you and congratulations again 💕💕
Thank you 💕💕
Excited for this one! Hope you enjoy!
Wolffe had given her the full tour, timing it on a quiet day when the Hand of Justice was undergoing repairs. For Liri, it was thrilling, she’d never been on a Venator-class ship before, much less seen one from the inside. And Wolffe, though playing it cool, had clearly pulled out all the stops. Every now and then, she caught a proud little gleam in his eye, as if he wanted to impress her just as much as she wanted to understand his world.
She’d seen the mess hall, even tasted the caf and the food, or what passed as such.
“I can’t believe you actually manage to eat that,” she muttered as they continued down another long corridor.
Wolffe shrugged, his helmet tucked under his arm. “When you’re hungry enough…”
“I don’t think I could ever be that hungry,” she said. “If you’re living off that sludge, I’m going to have to start sending you off with some proper snacks.”
He chuckled, glancing at her in amusement, his helmet tucked under his arm. A few troopers passed them, glancing at her curiously. But the second they spotted Wolffe, all curiosity faded, and they hurried on their way.
“Are they scared of you?” she asked, one brow arched.
Wolffe smirked. “More like…respectful. I am their commander, after all.”
“Ah,” she nodded, feigning seriousness. “Right. Well then, Commander. Where are we off to next?”
“I thought I’d show you my office,” he replied with a shrug.
“Ooo, the commander’s office. The command center,” she teased, grinning.
He rolled his eyes.
When they arrived, he activated the lights, letting her step inside first. The room was plain, organized, no-nonsense, exactly as she’d imagined it. But what caught her eye were the caf cups scattered around, all emptied. Her lips twitched in amusement.
“Don’t start,” Wolffe said, catching her eye with a smirk as he set his helmet down on his desk.
“Oh, I wouldn’t dream of it,” she said, all innocence. She moved around the desk to take a seat in his chair, leaning back with an exaggerated sigh. “So… this is where all the big decisions happen, huh?”
He shrugged, looking slightly amused. “That or the bridge.”
She tapped a finger thoughtfully against her chin. “So…if I wanted to give a trooper a reprimand for, let’s say…leaving his caf cups all over the place, this would be the place for it, right?”
“Usually,” he agreed, crossing his arms as he eyed her with mock suspicion. “The trooper would have to report in, square himself up right in front of the desk.” He stepped closer, standing directly in front of her.
“Oh, yes,” she drawled, clearly enjoying herself. “A serious infraction, this caf cup situation. I’d have to make sure he was taking it very seriously.” Her gaze roamed over him, mischief in her eyes. “Power’s gone to my head already, hasn’t it?”
“Absolutely. I’m afraid the position of being my guest has corrupted you,” he teased, his voice low.
She narrowed her eyes, standing slowly as he watched her, that familiar interest and warmth lighting up his face. “I’m quite serious, you know,” she said, closing the space between them.
“Is that so?” His voice was a mix of challenge and curiosity as she stepped closer, forcing him to back up.
“Mhm.” She took another step, and then another, until his back was against the wall, her face inches from his.
“Is this where you’re supposed to tell me I’m out of line?” she asked, tilting her head up, her voice a low purr.
“Seems you’ve taken charge of the reprimand.” His eyes met hers, almost daring. “And you look a little too happy about it.”
“Maybe I am,” she replied, her fingers sliding up to trace his jaw. She leaned in, lips brushing against his. “Now, how would you respond to this?”
Without waiting for his answer, she kissed him, her mouth claiming his. His hands found her waist as he pulled her flush against him, his armor cold against her skin, and he let out a low hum of approval. She pressed him against the wall, deepening the kiss.
When she finally pulled back, breathless and grinning, she murmured, “Well?”
Wolffe’s smirk was playful and heated and she felt a little thrill at how he was looking at her in that second. “I’d say make sure you locked the door.”
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: Star Wars The Clone Wars
Pairing: Rexsoka
Rating: M
Chapter Word Count: ~4000
Posting the next chapter a few days ahead of schedule! This chapter is both fluffy and rather angsty, and one of my favorites. Please enjoy, and let me know what you think!
✨ First Times ✨
To spark some positive fandom enthusiasm, I thought I'd try creating a ~fun little ask prompt~, so here goes!
This can be serious ("the first time character A confided something in character B" / "the first time character B thought about kissing character A" / "the first time they dealt with loss together") or entirely silly ("the first time character A heard character B snoring" / "the first time character A's uniform was horribly out of place in front of character B" / "the first time they laughed so hard they cried together").
I encourage all writers and non-writers alike to participate however they wish! This isn't about creating mesmerizing prose, but about sharing in each others' love of the Characters™.
Just an aspiring writer and Star Wars lover 🧡 You can find me as Snips2112 on ao3 as well!
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