Clone loving clone

-What…Hunter ?

-Mnh please don’t go, I can’t handle their stupidity alone

Little silly sketch of Echo and sleepy Hunter from my sketchbook

In my echo/hunter era….don’t touch me please

Mom? Dad ? 🥺 Why WHYYYY this ship is so unpopular, I don’t understand……

Prompt: Soft Ship: Fives/Echo Rated: G .

“I’ll never understand how you manage it,” Fives whispers as he runs his hands down Echo’s bare chest, then his arms to lace their fingers together. 

“Manage what?” Echo replies, knowing full well what Fives is going to say, but he likes hearing the compliment anyway. 

Fives leans down and kisses him sweetly. “You’re skin is soft, like the war hasn’t even touched you.”

Echo smiles and brings Fives’s hands to his lips. 

Prompt: Legacy Ship: Rex/Echo Rated: G .

“Promise me something,” Rex says one night in the silence of his private quarters, “that if something happens to me, you’ll take over as Captain of the five hundred and first. Tell me that you’ll carry out my legacy and lead them to victory.”

Echo goes still against his chest as his eyes flicker up to meet his, so strong, so sad. “You’re not going anywhere, Rex,” he insists, and oh, Rex wishes more than anything that were true, but they both know that nothing is guaranteed in this war. 

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

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

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

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

Prompt: Healing Ship: Jesse/Kix Rated: T .

“You have magical healing hands,” Jesse moans as he melts to the bed under Kix’s touch, causing the medic to roll his eyes. 

“I’m a medic, not magic,” Kix corrects with a short laugh. 

“Same thing,” Jesse starts, “both are five letter words that start with the same letter and can perform wonders.”

Prompt: Protect Ship: Cutup/Droidbait Rated: G .

Cutup screams because he’s shocked. It isn’t because it hurts, because it doesn’t; nothing hurts the way his chest does right now, and he’s thankful that the rest of his squad can’t see the tears that are streaming down his cheeks. 

The Rishi Eel will end his body, but it doesn’t hurt the way his heart does now that Droidbait is gone. 

Prompt: Truth Ship: Rex/Echo Rated: T .

“Truth or dare, Captain?” 

Rex looks at Echo over the top of his data pad, and smirks, feeling bold. 

“Dare.”

“I dare you to kiss me in front of everyone in the mess tomorrow and let them know that I belong to you,” Echo purrs as he slides onto Rex’s desk and pushes the data pad out of his way to plant a kiss on his Captain’s pretty lips. 

Prompt: Imprisoned Ship: Jesse/Fives Rated: G .

Being imprisoned on Umbara changes them. 

When Fives passes Jesse in the halls of the Resolute II now, he has to tap their gauntlets together if they’re in their armor. If not, they wordlessly latch onto each other’s pinkies and let the touch linger for a moment before going on their way. 

Prompt: Comfort Ship: Rex/Echo Rated: G .

“What good am I to you now?” Echo whispers into the space between his and Rex’s lips. He can see the too pale reflection of his own skin in his Captain’s eyes, can feel his heart race with how frail he felt under the bulk that had treated Rex well. 

Rex makes a face, not because he doesn’t have an answer, but it’s not the answer that Echo wants to hear. ‘We’ll figure it out’ is hardly a comfort, and Rex knows it when he cups his cheeks and kisses the breath from his lips, chasing the doubt. 

Prompt: Alive Ship: Rex/Fives Rated: T .

The door to Rex’s quarters is still half open when he pulls Fives into a bruising kiss, demanding and searching all the same. His hands have already started taking apart Fives’s armor when it clicks shut, and he’s got him down to his blacks by the time he’s able to fall onto the bed with him. 

He’s so desperate to feel Fives’s skin on his own that he doesn’t hear Fives telling him to slow down at first, but then he does, and his chest heaves as he sobs. 

Fives puts Rex’s hand over his heart and kisses the tears on his cheeks away. 

Prompt: Relax Ship: Cody/Echo Rated: .

It’s clear to Cody that Echo is worked up, if his rigid posture as he looks over the holo-specs for the Citadel infiltration are any indication. 

“You should be resting, love,” Cody murmurs as he presses himself to Echo’s back, forcing him to relax into the warmth of his chest as arms circle around him. “Come to bed with me, and we can look this over in the morning.” 

Echo sighs, but he knows that even if Cody doesn’t say it like an order, it most certainly is, and he clicks the holo off before leaning into the affectionate hold on him. 

“What if something goes wrong?” He asks softly, and it stuns Cody because nerves didn’t normally get to the ARC Trooper. 

Prompt: Ghost Ship: Jesse/Kix Rated: G .

Kix is initially not interested in the junker selling “war relics”, and he has every intention of simply walking past with his nose turned up like he usually does, but something out of the corner of his eye grabs his attention and makes his heart stop in his chest.

Behind the merchant is a white helmet striped in blue with the familiar Republic cog painted in grey over the face, and goosebumps race up his body as he's drawn to it, trance-like. The merchant is speaking to him, but he can't hear a single word he's saying because all he hears is Jesse's laugh through the comm telling him 'not to worry so damn much.'

wine

beer

vodka

tequila

whiskey

cider

hard seltzers

gin

brandy

saké

oh my god anon how could you forget to include _____!

I've never had alcohol/I don't remember/I'm bald

Prompt: Heart Ship: Cody/Echo Rated: T .

“I didn’t believe Rex when he tried to convince me you were alive,” Cody says so softly that Echo thinks he might not have normally heard it without the enhancements given to him by the Techno Union. 

“Maybe I’m not,” he replies, and his hand clutches Cody’s in a poor attempt to stave off the wave of emotion that passes through him. “Maybe I don’t have a heart that beats anymore. I’m more machine than anything.”

Prompt: Escape Ship: Rex/Echo Rated: G .

“You don’t do this enough,” Echo comments as he bends his knees up to his chest and looks out over the nighttime skyline of Coruscant. 

“When would I get the time?” Rex shoots him a look, a bottle of something amber and strong soaking his lips before he passes the bottle to Echo. 

“Time doesn’t pass up here,” the ARC Trooper says quietly, and Rex is taken with the dreamy look in his eyes as he watches the speeders and the lights come alive. “Think of it as an escape.”

Rex wants to argue that he looks at the city and knows that this is what he was born to fight for, but he doesn’t, and instead kisses Echo softly. 

Prompt: Nice Shot Ship: Rex/Hevy Rated: G .

“Nice shot,” he’d said to the Captain of the famed five hundred and first battalion of the Galactic Army of the Republic. Those had really been his first words to him. 

Hevy can’t help but sag a little as he follows behind Captain Rex, thankful that their buckets cover their faces, otherwise someone would definitely be able to tell that his eyes were lingering on the way Rex’s ass moved in his blacks under all that armor. Of all the things he could have said, it was that.