Fivesoka - Blog Posts

I loved these chibis so much!!

Some adorable Fivesoka chibis by @solodoodless ! 💙🧡 (She gave me permission to post on her behalf.)

Reblogging late, but it doesn't matter! My kids are all uncomfortable and blushing!

💙🧡 Fivesoka Blushing 💙🧡

Lovely art by @solodoodless - She gave me permission to post on her behalf.

Yay! I can't wait for this! <3

Did someone say Fivesoka Discord server?

Let me know if you’d like to be tagged once it’s up and running! 💙🧡

@snips2112 @solodoodless

💙🧡 Fivesoka Recs 🧡💙

Fivesoka Creation Day is 2 weeks away! You can see the full announcement HERE.

On that note, I put together a small list of Fivesoka fic recommendations to provide inspiration or just to enjoy.

I do also plan to make a Fivesoka Master List after the event, so this is sort of the beginning of that.

I only selected a few, so if there’s a Fivesoka fic (or art) that you love that’s not listed here, feel free to drop a link in a comment or reblog! Just make sure the link is for the main source (AO3, Tumblr, or wherever it was originally posted).

If you need more Fivesoka fics to read, I recommend going through the Fives/Ahsoka tag on AO3. There’s some really good stuff in there!

Rec List

Title/Link (Rating) by Author - genre(s)/brief details

Asking For Trouble (T) by lildropofmagic on AO3 - fluff & humor; this whole series is really good!

Reunion (M) by @snips2112 - fluff, angst, mild sexual content

From Yellow to Red (T) by @tealmisthams - fluff & mutual pining

Get your act together (M) by Yelpe on AO3 - angst, humor, slow burn

No Subs (E) by Jade_Max on AO3 - angst, hurt/comfort, smut

the courage to confess (T) by @aknightreaderr - crack, angst, mutual pining

Dividers by @ahsokathegray

Tags: @aknightreaderr @snarkyfina @cyarikacyare @snips2112 @solodoodles

If you’d like to be tagged in future posts for the Fivesoka Creation Event, let me know!

Fivesoka Creation Day

Officially announcing the first ever Fivesoka event! 💙🧡

Guys, I cannot put into words how excited I am and I’m still amazed at how many people responded to the interest check. You guys are the best! Best birthday present ever. 🥹

When: March 15, 2025

What is the event? An opportunity to create new Fivesoka content for ourselves and the fandom! Create something—fic, art, mood board, whatever you want—and submit it on March 15!

How to submit your creation: Post it here on Tumblr or, if it’s on another website like AO3, post the link. Make sure to tag @everythingfivesoka so I can reblog it and include the tag #fivesokacreationevent

Not sure what to create? I will be taking prompt suggestions over the next few days, which I will then compile and post, to help with the inspiration. That being said, create whatever you want! Create what Fivesoka content you haven’t seen yet, but would like to. Create whatever makes you happy!

There are a few RULES…

1 — Please only create content in which Ahsoka is portrayed as an adult. Whether you want to age her up during TCW or have your setting be after TCW or an AU, up to you!

2 — Aside from that, anything goes, as long as it is Fivesoka-centric. Just make sure to tag sensitive content accordingly. (Smut/NSFW, trigger warnings, character deaths, etc.) If you’re not sure if you should tag something, tag it anyway, just to be safe! Also, please put NSFW content under a cut here on Tumblr.

3 — Creations that will NOT be accepted: AI or plagiarized work. Any creations depicting hate or harassment of any kind. Creations in which either character is underage.

4 — Please be kind and considerate! The Fivesoka community is very small, so let’s support each other as much as possible!

Since many of us are in different parts of the world, the official time for the event will be rather loose. Just try to post on March 15, whenever that is for you! And if you post later, I’ll still reblog. 😊

Feel free to message me either here on @everythingfivesoka or on my @tealmisthams account with any questions!

Also, let me know if you’d like to be tagged in future posts related to this event!

Thanks, you guys. I’m so excited!

~ Misty 💙🧡

Art by @ahsokathegray

Tags: @aknightreaderr @snarkyfina @cyarikacyare @swfandomevents

Sweet and Gentle, Let Me Dream of You

@galactic-gift-gathering: Gift for @tealmisthams

Please enjoy my friend :)

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Prompt: Falling asleep on each other

Characters: Ahsoka & Fives

Genre: Fluff, Romantic Fluff, all the fluff

Please also find it here on my ao3.

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Ahsoka had never been so exhausted. Day in and day out she and Fives worked tirelessly with Rex and the other clones, fighting to undo the damage the Empire had wrought upon the Galaxy. It was good work. Important work. Possibly the most important work Ahsoka had done in her entire life. But it’s importance to her did not negate the toll it took on her, both physically and mentally.

As she trudged back to the room she shared with Fives on Teth, she nearly collapsed before she even reached the door. With a sigh, she managed to hit the controls with tired, fumbling fingers on the second try, and lumbered into the room.

Even as tired as she was, she couldn’t help the small smile and laugh that was plucked from her chest by the sight that greeted her. Fives was sprawled out on the tiny bed, shoved into the corner of the room. His head was at the foot of the bed (nearly hanging off of it, in fact) and one foot was on her pillow, while the other dangled off the edge of the bed.

Fives twisted his head and cracked open an eye at the sound of her laughter, a wry smile appearing on his lips despite the tiredness that sat upon his brown. Ahsoka could feel a similar exhaustion to her own enveloping him in the Force, and she almost felt bad for waking him. But now that he was awake, she figured she might as well make the best of it.

“Something looks wrong about the way you’re lying in bed, dear,” Ahsoka teased, tapping her finger on her chin. “But I just can’t put my finger on it.”

Fives’ smile transformed into a smirk in an instant, and he raised one hand and folded it behind his head. Ahsoka crossed her arms over her chest and fought the urge to roll her eyes, knowing whatever was going to come out of Fives’ mouth next would be ridiculous. His flirting was never any good when he was exhausted.

“Is that so? I know exactly what’s wrong with this bed,” Fives drawled, his smirk only widening as he withheld the punchline of his quip. Ahsoka raised a brow marking.

“Oh? Please, do tell me,” Ahsoka shot back, her voice dripping with good natured sarcasm as she approached the bed, ensuring she stayed just outside of his reach.

“The only thing wrong with this bed… is that you’re not in it.” Fives smirk had turned to a self-satisfied grin by the time he’d finished speaking. Ahsoka rolled her eyes but laughed despite herself. Still, she couldn’t let such a cheesy line slide without a little further protest, no matter how good sliding into bed with Fives might sound to her exhausted mind and body.

“Well, how could I be in it, when someone’s foot is on my pillow?” She asked, looking pointedly to his foot that still lay on the flat but comfortable pillow she usually used. Fives stared back at her indignantly.

“No, it’s not!” he exclaimed, looking perplexed. Ahsoka rolled her eyes again and made her way to the head of the bed, tugging at the pillow wedged securely beneath his foot.

“Yes,” she said, tugging the pillow roughly once more, yet still unable to free it from his foot. “Yes, it is.”

“Nope,” Fives insisted and then smirked as he patted his chest. “Your pillow is right here.”

For the third time, Ahsoka rolled her eyes, but she couldn’t help the smile that broke out across her lips. With a shake of her head and a breathy giggle, she finally relented, kicking off her shoes and then climbing over Fives’ prone form, wedging herself between him and the wall. She shuffled around on the bed, getting comfortable before snuggling into his side, lying her head on his chest as if he were her pillow, as he’d suggested.

Fives’ arms immediately encircled her, and she giggled as she kicked at his pillow with her bare feet, still baffled by their reversed position on their bed.

“Why?” she mumbled against his chest. Fives shrugged and kissed one of her montrals.

“Does it matter?” he replied, his voice already low and thick with sleep as he caressed her arm and trailed his fingers up and down her spine. Ahsoka smiled sleepily against his chest and snuggled in tighter.

“I guess not,” she murmured in reply, her own eyelids once again feeling heavy with exhaustion, matching the lead in her limbs that seemed to lock her in place against Fives’ side, ensuring she could do nothing but cuddle him and sleep, for the next few hours at least.

Before she knew it the steady beat of her lover’s heart beneath her head and his slow but soothing respirations lulled her into a sweet, gentle sleep beside him.  Her dreams were few, but what images she remembered were exclusively of Fives; they were happy, joyous and delightful. When she later awoke, still encircled in his strong, solid arms, she would swear it was the best sleep she’d had in a long time.

Can I request fivesoka and “one kiss isn’t enough” for the mistletoe prompts 👀💕

Thanks for this request! I enjoyed writing this one so much! 😁

Also tagging @ahsokathegray, since you also requested this prompt for Fivesoka. I am planning to write this prompt for them again, so I'll answer your ask then!

Hope you enjoy! 💙

It's also here on AO3.

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79’s had always been bright and colorful, in keeping with the tone of Coruscant night life, but Ahsoka really hadn’t expected the establishment to sport Life Day decorations. A massive green wreath hung over the entrance and strings of multi-colored lights decorated the exterior of the building, including the doorway. Inside, the same colorful lights outlined the bar and tables, and other various lights, plants, and sparkly ornaments were sprinkled throughout the bar.

Her friends in the 501st had invited her out for drinks that evening. It was the first time their leave had lined up since she was promoted to general and officially transferred to the 332nd. She was excited to see the troopers she had worked alongside for so long, but there was one man in particular who she was looking forward to reuniting with.

As soon as the blue and white armor came into view, a chorus of greetings flooded her montrals. She couldn’t help the joyful grin that spread across her face as she slid into the booth beside Fives. With how many people were squeezed into the booth, it was a bit of a tight fit, so it only made sense for her to sit close enough for their legs to press together.

His amber eyes locked on her blue ones for a heartbeat before she turned to the rest of the troopers.

The clones and their former commander quickly caught up, exchanging battle stories and developments in a few of the guys’ personal lives. Then Ahsoka commented on 79’s unexpected Life Day decor and their conversation shifted to their surroundings.

“There’s even mistletoe hanging in some of the corners,” Echo pointed out. He nodded towards a vacant corner near their table and Ahsoka was able to spot the green plant with white berries hanging from the ceiling.

“Interesting. Any of you guys get a kiss tonight?” she asked, raising her eyebrow markings suggestively.

She wasn’t quite sure what she expected the response to be. Jesse and Kix both raised a hand and then, to her surprise, Tup shyly raised his fingers as well.

“Good for you, Tup!” Ahsoka leaned across the table to offer him a fist bump.

“Hey, what about me?” Jesse whined.

“Fine,” she chucked, offering her fist. “Good job, Jesse.”

“How about you, General?” Hardcase asked. “You going to kiss someone?”

“Maybe you should kiss Fives,” Jesse burst out, before she could answer. “Normally he’d have gotten ten kisses by now, but the lazy di’kut hasn’t even tried.”

“Hey, I could’ve gotten a kiss if I wanted one,” Fives protested.

“Maybe you should prove it then,” Hardcase challenged. “How about it, General?”

Now the entire table was staring at her, except for Fives, who was making an effort to specifically not look in her direction. Normally she wouldn’t participate in traditions like this, but… She couldn’t help casting a glance at the man next to her.

“I suppose,” she agreed, feigning reluctance. “Is that okay with you, Fives?”

“Sure, why not?” He shrugged, like it didn’t matter one way or the other.

“Don’t be too eager now, you guys,” Jesse teased, sarcastically.

Neither Ahsoka nor Fives acknowledged him as they stood and made their way over to the nearest mistletoe.

“They have no idea, do they?” Ahsoka asked, lowering her voice so only Fives could hear.

“Nope.” The ARC’s mouth spread into a half-grin. “Not sure if I’m thankful or offended that no one actually asked why I stayed in my seat all night.”

“I appreciate that.” She knew Fives’ reputation for frequent hookups as well as anyone or at least the reputation he’d had before they became a couple.

“Did you expect anything less?” His voice was teasing, but she saw the way his amber eyes flickered earnestly.

“Of course not,” she reassured him, softly.

“Hey!” Both of their heads jerked in the direction of their table as Jesse called out. “Are you two going to kiss or what?”

Fives flicked a rude gesture at his brother, while Ahsoka rolled her eyes. Then they turned back to each other.

She wasn’t sure how they were going to play this. No one knew about their relationship, aside from Echo, and she wasn’t sure if now was the time to reveal it. Maybe it would be best to just kiss quickly, for show.

Ahsoka was opening her mouth to suggest that course of action, when Fives stepped in and kissed her. The instant their lips touched, she felt warmth spread through her body. He was already wrapping an arm around her waist, pulling her closer, while his other hand cupped her cheek. She instinctively lifted her arms over his shoulders. She knew the confidence of their movements were absolutely not indicative of a first kiss, but as Fives ran his tongue along her lower lip, she realized that she didn’t care in the slightest.

“Kriff, I missed you,” Fives said, when they broke apart for a heartbeat.

“I missed you too.” Ahsoka was practically cut off as he pressed his lips to hers again.

One of her hands found its way up into his hair, pulling him farther into her. He responded eagerly, using the arm around her hips to press her flush against him. She probably could have kissed him forever, but after several long minutes, their kisses began to taper off. Fives pressed one more soft kiss to her cheek before loosening his hold on her.

Figuring their relationship was sufficiently revealed, they threaded their fingers together as they walked back to their table.

Fives’ brothers were silent as he and Ahsoka sat back down; all of them were staring at the couple, frozen with shock. All except for Echo, who was cackling madly.

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I was gifted this beautiful Fivesoka art to go with these drabbles. Go take a look! 💙🧡

Mistletoe Drabble requests are currently CLOSED, but stay tuned for more drabbles that have yet to be posted! ✨

For the mistletoe requests: Fivesoka and “Laughing”

Fivesoka request YAY!! Thank you for requesting this one! 💙

I'm also tagging @aknightreaderr, since you requested Fivesoka and the laughing prompt as well. I guess we all know how perfect this prompt is for them. I actually have another idea, so I'm planning to do this pair/prompt again later, so I'll answer your ask then! 😁

It's also here on AO3.

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“Look who’s under the mistletoe now.”

Before Ahsoka could turn towards Fives’ voice, his arms encircled her waist from behind and he pulled her back against his chest. She felt the brush of his goatee as he settled his chin between her montrals. She didn’t know why he suddenly felt the need to hold her this way, but she certainly wasn’t complaining.

She looked over to the corner of the room to where she knew the mistletoe was hanging. She and Fives had spotted it as soon as they arrived at Riyo’s party, and they had been scoping it out throughout the evening; watching to see who they could catch kissing beneath the hanging plant. They’d already seen Bly and Aayla, Obi-Wan and Satine, and Riyo and Fox, of course. Then to their surprise, they’d seen Tech and Phee together, and then Crosshair and the beautiful blonde woman that he’d brought as his date.

“Crosshair has a date?” Fives had gasped in surprise, though he’d kept his voice low against Ahsoka’s montral.

“Don’t act so surprised,” she scolded, smacking her partner lightly on the arm.

Then a short while later, they’d spotted Echo under the mistletoe, making out with an auburn-haired woman who Ahsoka didn’t recognize.

“Oh yeah, Echo had a girlfriend too,” Fives had explained, vaguely. Then Ahsoka had slammed her hand over his mouth when he added that he should cheer them on. She’d ask him more details about that later.

Now it was Anakin and Padmé, and Ahsoka couldn’t help but smile as she watched her former master with his wife. Now that the war was over, he’d left the Jedi, and his marriage was common knowledge; he and Padmé were nearly inseparable.

And now Ahsoka could relate. She tilted her head up slightly, attempting to catch a glimpse of her partner, who was still holding her from behind.

“What?” Fives asked, turned his head to meet her eyes. “You want to go next?”

“What, no!” she protested.

“Why not?”

“Fives, you can kiss me whenever you want,” Ahsoka pointed out. “We don’t need mistletoe.”

“But it’ll be romantic.” He pulled her against him again and pushed his nose into her neck, sending goosebumps rippling across her skin.

“Stop!” she laughed. She wiggled in his arms until she could turn around to face him. “Just kiss me here.”

She rose on her toes and attempted to kiss his mouth, but he leaned back, out of reach.

“No, I want to kiss you under the mistletoe,” he said again.

“Fives,” Ahsoka groaned, banging her fists lightly on his chest. “You’re not going to get me to go over there, so you might as well kiss me here.”

“But the Skywalkers are done now.” He nodded towards the now empty mistletoe corner. “Just in time for us.”

“By the time you get me over there, we will have wasted all this time that we could have just been kissing right here,” she pointed out.

“Well, we better hurry up then.”

Before Ahsoka could protest again, Fives bent down and scooped her into his arms. By the time he’d carried her over to the mistletoe, she had buried her face in his chest to muffle her own laughter.

She lifted her head when she felt him stop walking and glanced up to see the white berries of the mistletoe looking down at them. Then she turned to look at her partner. His amber eyes were sparking with mischief and he had the smuggest grin stretched across his face.

“Okay, you win,” she huffed. “Are you going to put me down?”

“Nope.”

Then Fives leaned down and kissed her deeply. He didn’t hesitate to graze her lower lip with his teeth and push his tongue into her mouth to intertwine it with hers. It was the kind of kiss that always made Ahsoka’s lekku heat and her heart flip. When he placed one last, soft kiss on her lips and pulled back, it was way too soon.

“So, was that kiss worth coming over here for?” he asked. He finally loosened his grip and let her place her feet back on the floor, but he kept his arms around her waist, holding her close to him.

“Maybe.” She offered him a smirk. No way was she going to make this easy for him. “Would be better if you’d just kiss me like that all the time.”

Fives raised an eyebrow and his lips pulled up into the half-smile that she loved so much.

“That can be arranged.”

Before she could respond, he was pulling her in to kiss her again.

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The Mistletoe Drabble requests are still open! Review the pairing and prompt options here, and send in an ask! ✨

Snip's Stories

This is a masterlist of my writing! All of my fics can be found on my AO3 🧡

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Current WIPs

Cross My Heart and Help Me Heal

Series of one shots & culminating in a long fic (coming soon!!). I tag this series with the tag 'Crosslo' on tumblr and AO3. The AO3 series can be found here.

Fandom: The Bad Batch

Pairing: Crosshair x OC (Arlo)

Rating: Variable, G to M

General Themes: Romance, domestic life, hurt/comfort, PTSD, Crosshair's tremor, accelerated aging cure, timeline spans early S3 to post Tantiss

Fics (listed in chronologic order):

Disobedient Hands (T) - one shot

A Chance Encounter (G) - one shot

Shoot Your Shot (G) - one shot

Not the First, But the Best (T) - short multichapter fic

Warm and Safe (T) - one shot

Unbidden (M) - short multichapter fic

Nearly Whole (E) - one shot, newest fic, just posted!

Why? (T) - one shot

A Pabu Tradition (G) - short one shot, Kiss Roulette prompt

Falling for You (M) - short one shot, Kiss Roulette prompt

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Race Force 99

First fic is up, long fic is in progress! Updates coming soon 🏎 🏎

Fandom: The Bad Batch

Pairings: Crosslo (Crosshair x OC: Arlo), TechPhee

Rating: T to M

General Themes: Bad Batch as Formula 1 Racing Drivers AU, racing, formula 1, trauma, PTSD, angst, competition, romance

Fics:

Space Race (T) - one shot

If You're Not First, You're Last - place holder title for the long fic, coming soon!!!

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Completed Works

Rexsoka

That Familiar, Yet Unfamiliar Feeling (M) - long multichapter fic, post order 66, romance and slow burn 🧡💙

Something More, for You and I (M) - first chapter up, more updates to come!

Hold on to Me (M) - one shot, Rexsoka Monthly prompt

A Well Deserved Rest (G) - one shot

Reasons (T) - one shot, Kiss Roulette prompt

Beside You (T) - one shot, Kiss Roulette prompt

Lost Without You (T) - one shot, Rexsoka Monthly prompt

The Beach Can Wait (M) - one shot, Rexsoka Monthly prompt

Tihaar? More Like Truth Serum (T) - one shot, Rexsoka Monthly prompt

If Only (G) - one shot

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Fivesoka

Reunion (M) - one shot, Kiss Roulette prompt

Impulse (G) - one shot, Kiss Roulette prompt

Sweet and Gentle, Let me Dream of You (G) - one shot, gift fic for the great galactic gift gathering

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Assorted The Clone Wars Fics

No Remedy for Guilt nor Grief (M) - Fox x OC, Angstpril one shot

Oh, My Charming Prince (M) - Fives x OC, one shot

No Rest, No Reprieve (M) - Kix-centric fic dealing with burn out, death and loss, one shot

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Assorted The Bad Batch Fics

Please Don't Make it Real (M) - Crosshair finds out about Tech's death from Omega

Not Strong Enough (M) - Tech as CX-2, written for Angstpril prompt

Chaos and Order (G) - Clone Twin Week prompt for Crosshair & Tech

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Other Fandoms

Dragon Age

Alone (G) - Solas x Female Lavellan, Exploration of Lavellan's heart break after the events of DA:I

Bellanaris (T) - Solas x Female Lavellan, exploration of the events immediately after Veilguard redeem ending

Just Like Them (T) - Solas x Female Lavellan, analysis of the parallels of Solas taking on a physical form and Lavellan agreeing to remove her vallaslin

And Always, My Love (T) - Rook x Lucanis Dellamorte, multichapter fic about the love story between my Rook, Delphine Mercar, and Lucanis - First chapter up, more to come soon!

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Thank you so much for reading!

If you read any of my works on AO3, please leave me a comment and a kudos, it is super encouraging to see what you think of my fics! I also love talking about my writing and my OCs, so feel free to leave me an ask or send me a message, I would love to chat 💙

For the kiss prompts, I would like to request another Fivesoka please! 💙

35. A kiss against a wall

Ah I had so much fun with this prompt and it got loooooooong! Thank you so much for the request. This fic inspired a ton of Fivesoka fix it head canons so I can safely say I WILL be writing more about these two in the future :)

This fic is set during TCW after Ahsoka leaves the order, but she returns sooner than she does in canon because Anakin has called her back... because reasons... This is also a fix-it scenario because well, Fives lives <3

Without further ado, full fic below the cut for some spiciness :)

Reunion

Pairing: Fivesoka

Word count: ~2,800

The halls of the Resolute were still and silent, the night cycle having taken effect several hours ago. Ahsoka felt as though she was a spectre, wandering the halls in search of some solace from the prickling discomfort that had settled into her bones after stepping aboard the vessel.

She did not regret her decision to return to the war effort. When she’d received Anakin’s call, she’d felt the gravity of his words even worlds away. He’d been rather cryptic about why he needed her to return, but she knew it was important.

After she’d arrived, she’d tried to entreat some answers from him to assuage the growing sense of dread in her gut but Anakin had been firm in his stance. All he would reveal was that he planned to tell her tomorrow, when Obi-Wan arrived with his fleet. He told her that his information required 'coordination', and the plan would require a 'precise execution'. He would reveal nothing more.

Ahsoka smiled wryly against the cool trepidation in her heart. She’d never seen Anakin so organized, nor so grim. Whatever was happening must be serious, but she trusted Anakin without question. She would wait until the briefing tomorrow, but that didn’t mean the wait would be an easy one.

She’d intended to retreat to her quarters and meditate before attempting to rest, but her feet had led her away from the officers’ quarters, in search of something else entirely. There was one person whom she’d been unable to reunite with since her return. Sadly, she couldn’t seek him out directly, for it would look rather odd of her to single one clone out over all the others. And a reunion amongst the other troopers was not the same.

Fives had been there, a part of her welcoming committee, so to speak, but they hadn’t said a word to each other. Ahsoka had barely glanced in his direction, and he’d stood at attention as procedure and protocol dictated. Beyond a subtle flare in his Force signature, he’d betrayed nothing, and Ahsoka was grateful for that. Up until now they’d kept their relationship a secret, and she intended for it to remain that way, for the time being.

Passing through another set of blast doors, Ahsoka realized she was indeed in the bowels of the ship now. She’d made her way down to the storage levels, and the hallways were lined with various alcoves, leading off towards other storage rooms housing more supplies. With a sigh, Ahsoka continued her walk, drumming her fingers against her thigh. When she's last been down here it had been for entirely more enjoyable reasons, accompanied by the one who's presence she yearned for now. She smiled at the memory, pretending it didn't color her cheeks with a pleasurable blush.

As she passed the next alcove the Force crackled with warning, and Ahsoka was ready for the hand that shot out of the darkness, intending to catch her unawares. She allowed the assailant to grab her, but twisted away easily at the last second, spinning and catching the attacker across his chest with a glancing blow. Then she pounced on him and shoved him into the wall, with her forearm across his chest to pin him. She made sure to keep her strikes measured though, as she had a good idea who her mystery attacker was.

“Whoa there Commander, take it easy,” Fives’ familiar drawl filled her heart with warmth, and she couldn’t help the way her face broke out into a happy smile. “I just wanted to say hello.”

“Since when does hello require dragging someone into a dark, abandoned hallway?” Ahsoka quipped, leaning into Fives a bit and enjoying the fact that he’d chosen not to wear the top half of his armor for this clandestine meeting. His chest was warm against hers, and his goatee tickled the skin of her arm beneath his chin as he looked down, fixing her with a mischievous smile.

“I had to find some way to get you alone,” Fives rumbled, his smile transforming into a self-satisfied smirk as he obviously caught the way Ahsoka was already looking at his lips. Ahsoka cursed her eagerness but could not deny she was hungry for a kiss. It had been too long. Their separation had been of her own making but still, she missed him dearly.

As Ahsoka leaned in, tilting her head up, Fives bent his head to meet her, but stopped short of pressing their lips together. His breath was warm against her face, and when his bottom lip brushed her top lip it was all Ahsoka could do to prevent herself from grabbing his face and pulling his mouth to hers.

Frustrated, she murmured, “What are you waiting for?”

Fives chuckled and his hands settled around her waist, one slowly travelling up her side to grasp her shoulder. He moved ever so slightly, brushing his lips against the side of her mouth, his thumb tracing her hip bone beneath her battle dress. Ahsoka couldn’t help the soft sigh that escaped her lips, and she relaxed into his touch, practically falling against his chest.

As soon as she relaxed, Fives sprang into action. He grasped her shoulder and shoved her backward, flipping them around so that she was the one pressed into the wall, and he now towered above her. Ahsoka tried half-heartedly to escape, but ended up with her hands pinned as well, one beside her hip, and the other alongside her head. Fives pinned her hips with his, trapping her with the full weight of his body and ensuring every inch of their bodies were pressed together.

“That,” he rasped, grinning triumphantly from ear to ear. “I was waiting for that.”

And then he kissed her. It was passionate and rough and wanting, and Ahsoka couldn’t help the whimper that left her lips as deep desire flared brightly through her lower abdomen. Fives deepened their kisses quickly, swiping his tongue against her bottom lip, to which she gladly parted her lips, meeting his tongue with her own.

His grip on her wrists loosened and Ahsoka pulled her hands free, roaming her hands over his body and exploring every inch of him. She ran her fingers through his hair – shorter than usual, she noted – and over his shoulders to his waist, and then back up his chest. She could feel every muscle through his blacks, and once again basked in the warmth radiating from his body. She was always so cold when she was in space, but she was never cold when she was with Fives.

One of Fives hands gripped her waist tightly, pulling her hips against his as he slipped his knee between her legs, while his other hand worked its way up her body, enjoying her curves as he met them, before tracing the chevrons of her lekku with his fingertips. His lips travelled across her jaw and then down to her neck, kissing and sucking at her skin hungrily.

Ahsoka tried to stop the breathy moan his actions tore from her lips but found she could not, and Fives seemed only to kiss her more vigorously for it. She ran a hand over his head again, wanting to fist her fingers in his hair but was disappointed as she noted again that it was too short to do so. Instead, her hands travelled back down his body, before attempting to slip beneath the bottom of his shirt.

The second her fingers met the skin of his abdomen he grabbed her wrists again, wasting no time in pinning her arms above her head. He stretched his body out over hers, pressing her into the wall and ensuring they were nose to nose. His eyes danced playfully, and he didn’t even bother to fight the grin that split his features so pleasantly.

“Really Ahsoka?” He drawled. “Undressing me in the hallway of all places?”

Ahsoka made an indignant noise. “Do you want me to stop?”

Fives hummed low in his throat and kissed her deeply, rolling his hips against her as he did so. Ahsoka gasped and he pressed his tongue into her mouth again, kissing her for some time before they were both forced to come up for air.

“Of course I don’t,” he mumbled against her lips, and then kissed along her jaw to her lekku as he spoke next. “Though glad to know you care about what I want.”

His words snapped Ahsoka out of the lustful bliss she’d fallen into, and her eyes popped open, brow markings furrowing in confusion.

“What?” she murmured as Fives lavished her right lek with kisses, tracing the pattern of her chevrons with his tongue. “What are you talking about?”

Fives pressed a few more kisses to her shoulder as he murmured, “Didn’t seem to matter what I thought when you left.”

Ahsoka stiffened beneath him, the guilt of her departure settling deep into her gut, like a ball of durasteel chained around her sternum. Seeming to sense the change in her mood Fives pulled back. He released her hands which she dropped to his chest, and he placed his hands on her shoulders, holding her carefully and averting his gaze.

“I’m sorry, I… I didn’t mean it like that.” Fives swallowed and then looked her in the eye. His eyes were stormy and sad, and Ahsoka could see the depth of his pain as she stared into the deep brown hues.

“I just wish…” he started before swallowing and stepping towards her, getting as close to her as was possible. “I just wish you’d said goodbye.”

Ahsoka’s heart broke in her chest at the cadence of his voice, so hollow and empty. She cradled his face between her hands, stroking his cheeks sweetly.

“I didn’t want to leave you,” she whispered, searching his face and trying to convey the depth of her contrition. “I’m so sorry, Fives.”

“No, no,” he shook his head and took a deep breath. “I know I’m being petty. I know there was far more to it than just you and I. But I…”

He sighed and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her against his chest. “I really care about you, Ahsoka. And when you left without a word... and then I’m left to find out from an announcement from the General, without any contact or explanation.” He shook his head, brow furrowed tightly. “I know you had your reasons but-“

“I hurt you,” Ahsoka said quietly, nodding and caressing his cheek softly. “I know I did. I’m so sorry, truly, Fives.”

Fives nodded. His eyes still held sadness, but he smiled softly at her, reaching up to trace the white markings on her cheeks. Ahsoka smiled back, enjoying the way his fingers skimmed over her skin.

“It’s alright.” Before she could protest, he was shaking his head and speaking again. “Really, Ahsoka. It’s alright. I know there was more to it. Things are not often what they seem.”

His voice faded out and his eyes took on a faraway look as he rubbed his fingers absentmindedly over his right temple. His frown concerned her and Ahsoka looped her arms around his neck, holding him a little tighter. She could feel the muted distress in his Force signature.

“What is it?” she whispered, scratching her fingers over the back of his head gently. Fives dipped his chin and kissed her forehead. He took a deep breath.

“A lot’s changed since you left. The General will tell you more tomorrow.”

Ahsoka raised a brow marking, her curiosity flaring again as it seemed even Fives was privy to Anakin’s cryptic ‘news’.

“So I’ve heard,” Ahsoka said. “But no one seems willing to tell me what’s really going on.”

Fives shuddered in her arms, furthering Ahsoka’s concern. It took a lot to frighten him, and the way he pulled her tightly into his arms and peppered her montrals with desperate kisses had her heart hammering in her chest with worry. Before she’d suspected the news was serious. Now she knew something was wrong.

“Fives-“

“I can’t say more, meshla,” he murmured against her skin, continuing to kiss every available inch of her. “Please don’t ask. The less people who know, the better. I trust the General, and Rex. They have a plan.”

Ahsoka wanted to protest, to entreat Fives to honesty, but the resolve in his Force signature made her hold her tongue. Ahsoka cradled his face between her hands and brought his eyes back to hers. Behind the resolve, she could feel his distress thrumming in the Force between them, and she sought for some way to reassure him.

“I’m with you, Fives. I won’t leave you again, no matter what happens.”

Fives smiled, his eyes softening in a way she’d rarely seen before. He kissed her once, sweetly and softly before pulling back and fixing his eyes on hers.

“I love you,” he answered, softly and firmly, without any bashfulness nor uncertainty. “Whatever comes next I want you to know.”

Ahsoka was overwhelmed with feeling. She felt her insides go numb but at the same time she was convinced her skin was on fire. She wanted to cheer or shout or say anything at all, but she couldn’t find her voice. So, she kissed him hard, wrapping her arms around Fives’ neck and pulled him to her. Fives returned her affection, pressing kiss after kiss to her mouth as his hands explored her body. His hands slipped beneath her backside, and he lifted Ahsoka up, trapping her body between his own and the wall behind her. Reflexively she wrapped her legs around his waist holding him tightly as they kissed.

Fives hitched the skirt of her battle dress up above her hips, slipping his hands beneath it to touch the bare skin above her leggings. Ahsoka shivered with desire and dropped her head to nibble her way down his neck, huffing in frustration when the collar of his blacks got in the way. She changed directions, kissing up the side of his head and flicking her tongue over the shell of his ear before biting it gently. Fives growled quietly and pressed kisses to her lekku and shoulders.

“Kriff,” he muttered. “I want you. So much.”

Ahsoka nodded and pressed kisses into his hair again as he sucked a mark into the soft skin of her neck below her jaw.

“Yes, Fives,” she groaned softly, but shook her head as his left hand skimmed down over her breast and towards the waist band of her leggings. “Wait, wait. Not here.”

“Where?” Fives muttered between kisses, returning his hand to her breast again, his touch distracting her in the most pleasant of ways.

“My quarters,” she murmured between kisses. “Twenty minutes.”

“Twenty?” Fives exclaimed incredulously, pulling back and raising a teasing eyebrow. Ahsoka laughed and grinned.

“Fine, fifteen minutes,” she amended. “Just make sure-“

“No one sees me,” Fives nodded. “Sure thing, Commander. I know the drill.”

Ahsoka scoffed and slapped his shoulder good naturedly. “Don’t be so smug.”

“Hmm. You like it when I’m cocky,” Fives countered, adjusting his hands beneath her thighs, having yet to let her down from her perch between himself and the wall. Ahsoka rolled her eyes.

“Do I? Please tell me then, what else do I like? Since you seem to know so well,” Ahsoka harrumphed, though she kept her tone light to let him know she was teasing.

“I know exactly what you like,” Fives rumbled, leaning in until their lips were almost touching. “But I’d rather show you, than tell you.”

“Maybe you should do both. That could be fun,” Ahsoka murmured before she realized what she was saying. Fives snorted and grinned, finally taking a step back so she could drop down between him and the wall, settling back onto her feet with a deep blush coloring her cheeks.

“That can be arranged,” Fives drawled, grinning from ear to ear. Ahsoka shook her head but smiled, straightening out her dress before making for the door.

Before she left, something tugged at her heart, and she looked back over her shoulder at Fives. His words from earlier thrummed in her ears and in her heart, the magnitude of his feelings warming her from the inside out. She knew the feelings in her heart matched his, and he deserved to hear it.

With her heart hammering in her ears, Ahsoka turned back and took Fives’ hand in hers, holding it gently and running her thumb over his knuckles.

“Fives,” she murmured softly, meeting his eyes with a smile. “I love you too.”

Fives didn’t grin, nor chuckle, nor did he say anything at all. Ahsoka blushed as he smiled the softest smile she’d ever witnessed from him, and very slowly he brought their joined hands up to his lips. He pressed a kiss to her knuckles while holding her gaze, and Ahsoka felt her heart and stomach attempt to switch places as butterflies careened between her chest and abdomen.

“Go on,” Fives murmured, jerking his chin towards the door. His words were brusque, but his eyes were loving and kind. Ahsoka kept her eyes on his until she exited the room completely, her heart soaring in her chest as her world seemed to fall into place. The Force still swirled with malcontent, and Ahsoka knew things were about to get worse before they got better. But come what may, she knew with Fives at her side she could handle any hardship the Galaxy decided to throw their way.

For the kiss roulette, please do prompt 40. An impulsive kiss, for Fivesoka 👀

Thank you so much for the ask! This is the first ever fivesoka piece I’ve written, so I hope you enjoy! It’s a little longer than planned but that’s a good kind of mistake to make as far as I’m concerned 😉

Without further ado, here’s the fic:

Impulse

Fives dropped down beside Ahsoka, landing heavily and somewhat unsteadily on his backside. Leaning over and squishing his shoulder against hers he asked, “Would you like some?”

He wiggled a mug holding a rather strong smelling alcoholic liquid and gave her an exaggerated wink. Ahsoka smiled and shook her head.

“I don’t think so, Fives. I don’t partake of anything Hardcase brews.”

Fives chuckled and shrugged, making a face as he took a sip.

“Why not?” He asked.

“Because I value the lining of my stomach,” Ahsoka muttered with a roll of her eyes.

“It’s not that bad!” Fives insisted, although the way his face contorted into a grimace as he took another swig had Ahsoka bursting into uncharacteristic fit of giggles.

Fives grinned, seemingly happy to have elicited such a reaction from her. Nudging her side with his elbow, he questioned, “What are you doing all alone anyways? You should join us and celebrate.”

Ahsoka smiled wanly. “I am celebrating,” she insisted.

“Looks to me like you’re brooding. And given that we just won the war, I’ll have none of that.”

Ahsoka scoffed and crossed her arms over her chest, regarding him incredulously. “Since when did it become regulation to order your commanding officer around?”

Fives grinned and wrapped an arm around her shoulder, tucking her into his side. Ahsoka ignored the way her heart jumped along in her chest at the proximity.

“War’s over, ‘Soka. I don’t think you’re going to be my commanding officer much longer.”

“That’s what worries me,” Ahsoka admitted, leaning into his half embrace a little more, seeking what comfort she could. “It won’t be the same without everyone around.”

She gestured to the gathered soldiers for effect, and felt more than saw Fives nod against her montral. She shivered at the gentle contact, enjoying the scratchy feeling of his goatee against her skin.

As her eyes flicked up to Fives once more she felt the impulsive words tumble from her lips before she could stop them.

“It won’t be the same… without you.”

Fives’ eyes widened at her statement and his throat bobbed as he swallowed nervously. Still, he tightened his arm about her shoulders and leaned in slightly, setting Ahsoka’s heart aflight in her chest once more.

“Without me?” He questioned, raising an eyebrow in a teasing manner, but Ahsoka was caught off guard by the earnest hope in his eyes, sparkling and flickering as the flames from the bonfire turned his deep brown eyes to a pleasant amber. “What do I have to do with anything?”

Ahsoka tried to form a response. She really did. But when her lips parted, instead of speaking she leaned forward suddenly, closing the distance between them and pressing her lips to Fives’ mouth. The kiss was brief and exhilarating; when she pulled away she heaved a terrified breath, instantly aware of the implications of what she’d done.

Fives looked as stunned as she felt, eyes wide and lips parted, staring back at her in awe.

“I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to do that,” Ahsoka stammered, trying and failing to think of some way to explain her way out of this scenario.

Fives blinked a couple times before finally seeming to reboot his mind. Shaking his head lightly, he smirked and cupped her cheek, running his thumb across her cheekbone.

Slowly, he leaned in, keeping his eyes on hers until the last second. As her eyes fluttered closed, Ahsoka was only aware of the warmth of his breath on her lips and the gentle motion of his fingers against her cheek. The suspense nearly stopped her heart in her chest as she waited for Fives to kiss her.

When he finally pressed his lips to hers, Ahsoka was sure her heart did a full flip in her chest before it resumed beating behind her ribs. Fives’ lips were soft and purposeful against her own, and Ahsoka relished in the sweet sensation, feeling it was entirely too early when he eventually pulled away.

Fives moved so he could cradle her face between his hands.

“Well… I meant to do that,” he said, smiling softly. Ahsoka giggled and grinned, her cheeks pressing sweetly into the palms of his hands. Fives grinned with her and leaned forward, pressing a kiss to her forehead.

“Whatever happens next, ‘Soka, I know what I want. The only way you’ll be without me is if you send me away yourself,” he promised, reassuring her with an overly exaggerated stern look, couching the expression with a wink.

Ahsoka wrapped her arms around him and pulled Fives into a tight embrace.

“Never let me go,” she ordered. She hoped it would be the last order she’d ever give as his commanding officer.

“Never,” he agreed.

Go read this fic by my awesome friend! It’s so good 😍💚👀 I can’t wait for more already!

Divergence I: Escaping Fate

Okay, I really didn’t think I’d be posting Chapter 1 this soon, but I got too excited! 😆

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These notes are also posted on the first chapter:

Welcome to Divergence! This has been my biggest wip yet and I'm so excited to finally be posting it! This fic, which has already been drafted in its entirety, is the first of three fics of similar length that I have planned. Originally, it was outlined as one massive fic, but I chose to break it up for my own sanity.

Before we jump in, here are some things you can expect from the series (in a really small nutshell):

Overall themes/storylines - Fivesoka (emphasis on the “slow burn”), PTSD (healing is not linear!), accelerated aging cure, local crime

Part 1 - Beginning on Coruscant, but most of the fic is domestic life stuff

Part 2 - Kix fix-it (this is my favorite part out of the three)

Part 3 - Order 66 and more clones joining them

There will also be a Fives & Echo reunion, but I won’t say which part that’s in! 😉

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I’m going to try to post Chapter 2 within the next few days. I meant to post it tonight, but I’m so tired. After that, it’ll be one chapter a week.