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Hello friends! Just wanted to let everyone know that I’ll be taking some time off of tumblr, so if you don’t hear from me for a while, no need to worry! I’m good! I just need to take some time to focus on other things. 😊
the way p&p 2005 said: here's one of the most beloved enemies to lovers romances of all time, we don't need to change anything but here's keira knightley and the most socially awkward mr darcy you have ever seen. we're going to sprinkle in a hand touch and an almost kiss during an argument following a love confession in the pouring rain. what excellent boiled potatoes. yearn. you will think about this movie every day for the rest of your life.
im not part of the mod team or anything but thanks 2 everyone who participated in @12-days-of-rexsoka!!!! THERES SO MUCH NEW SHIT!@@@@@ FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IM GONN NUT ( in a pg13 way :0 )
somehow i didnt get burnt out and i wanna draw more!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! what the fuck is up with that!!!
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Barriss liked to describe herself as a quick thinker. Somebody who could look at a situation and assess it with a cool head. She was having a hard time coming up with a logical explanation for what she was witnessing right now though.
“Hmm,” she said again.
"Are you gonna keep hemming and hawing or are you gonna help me out of this? We don’t have all day here, Offee," Ahsoka snarled between gritted teeth. Though that may have been because of the position she’d wedged herself in more than any frustration directed at her friend. Nothing about Ahsoka screamed comfortable right now. "And you owe me for that time with the worms."
That got Barriss’ attention. “You mean the time I told you to kill me, is that the time you mean?” she huffed petulantly. “You know what, fine, whatever, we've moved on from that. But what the—" She stopped herself from cursing just barely, and took a deep breath. Ahsoka is a dear friend, she reminded herself. A dear, dear friend... "What is going on and why are you—" She waved a hand around.
"In Rex’s quarters?"
"Well, yeah, that. But also—"
"Stuck in… what is this, a footlocker, a crate? Well, I don’t know what I’m stuck in here. That’s kind of the reason I called y—"
"Okay, yes, and—"
“The dress, yeah. Is it ugly? Padmé said it was in fashion but I kind of don’t believe her. I haven't actually seen it yet because of the, you know, the blindfold—"
"Ahsoka! Why are you in a— a ball gown! And a blindfold?! And what is wrong with your—” She wanted to just indicate Ahsoka’s whole person at this point because there wasn’t one part of her that she could say was normal. In the end, Barriss decided on just waving at her from top to bottom again, even knowing that she couldn’t see it. “What is going on?!"
"Oh." A sheepish smile crept onto her face, and Barriss imagined she would have avoided eye contact if, you know, she was looking at Barriss in the first place. "Well, it's a long story..."
.
"So you stepped on a poisonous plant on your last mission— which plant was it again? You know I took that botany course a few years ago—"
"I don't know what kind of plant it was, Barriss."
"Well excuse me for trying to get all the—" she grunted with the effort it took to shove Captain Rex's desk back into place, "facts straight while I help you cover up your crimes!"
"Sorry, sorry! I really don't remember what the healer said the plant was called. All I know is that my leg went numb where I stepped on the plant thing—like really numb, like I still can't feel it—and I lost my vision. Both temporary they said, and if Rex hadn't gotten me the antidote right away it could have been worse."
"Okay, that explains the blindfold—wait, no it doesn't. Why do you have a blindfold on?"
"Oh, well, my vision came back already, but my eyes are still really sensitive to light. And I kept squinting at everything and couldn't go outside without getting a massive headache so finally they just gave me this." She slapped the side of her head where a piece of thick black cloth wrapped around her lekku and covered her eyes.
"Mhmm. "
"Still can't feel my leg though. Not looking forward to the pins and needles if it's anything like when your limb falls asleep and then it wakes up again, you know what I mean?"
"And the ball gown?"
"Oh, well, I was out dress shopping with Padmé before this. There's some big formal thing she wants me to go with her to. Sounds lame, if you ask me. But Skyguy said I had to since I'm not cleared for any sort of work yet."
Barriss paused in her task of righting the various 'pads and miscellany of objects the Captain kept on top of his desk. "And you're still wearing the dress you bought?"
A timidly guilty look passed over Ahsoka’s face then. "I guess I didn't actually buy this one. I should probably return it once we're done here... Don't give me that look! It was a stressful afternoon!"
"You don't know what look I was giving you and it wouldn’t have been quite so stressful if you didn’t leave an embarrassing comm message for your captain detailing your massive crush on him..."
Ahsoka crossed her arms, but encased as they were in the great puffy sleeves of the dress, she could only manage to grab opposite wrists. "I have a vivid imagination. And I thought we agreed not to bring that up again. I told you, it was an accident. I didn't know I'd called him. I lost my comm in all these fluffy layers of the dress... Are you done with the desk yet?"
Barriss sighed as she picked up the last pen from the floor and set it in a cup with the others. "Yes."
"Good, now lets steal his personal comm and get out of here."
"How do you even know his comm is in here? Wouldn't he keep it with him?"
"Because he's in an all-day training with the other Captains and he always leaves his personal comm in his room when he’s on duty."
"Mhmm."
"Look, can you just get it? It's in the second drawer on the right, the key is wedged in the seat cushion of his chair where it's ripped a bit."
"You couldn't even get the key out before you toppled everything over in the room?"
"I'm blind, okay? I tripped on the footlocker by the door and lost my balance because—"
"You can't feel your leg, I know."
"Thank you, now can we hurry it up? I don't know what time it is but I feel like it's getting close to end of the training."
"Training let out at 1600 and I took my personal comm with me today."
Even though she had a blindfold on, Barriss knew Ahsoka's eyes had widened to saucers, probably because Barriss' own eyes were wide with a mix of horror and humor. This definitely made up for the brain worms.
"Captain! Didn't see you there," Ahsoka said loudly. It might have been smooth if the situation was... well, not what it was.
"Yeah, I got that."
Barriss finally stood from where she had been kneeling next to the desk chair and looked curiously at the key she'd just fished out of the cushion. "Ahsoka, you can probably manage the situation from here, right?"
Ahsoka's lips were pursed so tightly that it looked painful. She gave a tiny, furious shake of her head, which Barriss ignored.
"Excellent." Barriss stepped around her carefully and brushed past Captain Rex still frozen in the doorway of his own quarters, pressing the key to his desk drawer into his hands as she did so. "Captain," she acknowledged formally.
"Commander Offee," he replied automatically, and stepped aside fully so she could exit.
"See you later, Ahsoka! Make sure to tell Captain Rex all about—"
Ahsoka's indignant screech of embarrassment and rage was the last thing Barriss heard before the door slid shut. She smiled to herself, satisfied that she could be of help to a friend in need, then walked down the corridor with a new spring in her step.
“I don’t know if it's the human or the Twi’lek in you, but you are gross,” Ahsoka told the babbling child on the changing table. And then just to drive the point home, she cooed down at him, “Mister gross pants full of muck, that’s who you are!”
Chopper whirred quietly but threateningly from the corner of the room where she'd banished him after too many of his unsolicited and not-so-helpful hints.
Ahsoka kept her smile on the baby but directed her words to the droid. “And until your murderous rust tank over there can pitch in and wipe some goo off this baby, he doesn’t get to talk. Isn’t that right, mister muck bucket?”
Jacen giggled as she tickled his round little belly and the droid’s electroshock prod slowly withdrew back into his central chassis. She heard some low mutterings too, but decided not to think about what kind of curses in binary he was promising her.
She smiled down at the baby. “That's what I thought.”
A different low chuckle reached her ears then. Ahsoka bit her lip. She finished fastening a fresh diaper on the baby, then snapped up his onesie to redress him.
“All done!”
Jacen giggle-screeched in response, and then wrapped his pudgy arms around her lek closest to him when she scooped him up into her arms. Once she’d put everything away on the changing table, Ahsoka finally turned to see Rex leaning casually against the door frame watching them.
A lazy smile pulled at his lips as he said, “Chopper, the Ghost is having trouble syncing to the base’s main computers. I was asked to see if you could do anything to fix the issue.”
If he could have narrowed his eyes in suspicion, Ahsoka was sure Chopper would have. He whomped skeptically at Rex, but rolled past him out of the room and down the hallway.
Rex let out a breath when he was gone. “That should keep him busy for a minute.”
Ahsoka laughed. It felt odd to have tiny hands holding onto her lekku, like the sound of her own voice rung inside her head and then vibrated against the tiny fingers. But it was also nice to feel needed by the tiny person those tiny hands belonged to, even if it was just because she happened to be the one to hold him.
“You weren’t in our room when I got back,” she began, “so I found Hera, and then she had to run an errand up to the orbital command ship so I volunteered to watch Jacen, which apparently also means getting Chopper as a chaperone...”
Rex pushed himself off the doorframe and stepped into her space, nodding along to her explanation. He rested a hand under her back lek, and the other he set on her hip below where she had Jacen propped. His forehead lightly dropped to her own, and he tilted his head from side to side so that their noses brushed each time.
“I’m glad you’re home, Ahsoka.”
Then his lips found hers and it finally did feel like home. She leaned into him, her shoulders finally relaxing from their tense state as she lost herself in the simple kiss.
He broke away suddenly, his forehead instinctively going back to its previous position against hers, and peered down at the boy in her arms.
“Sorry, buddy. Didn’t mean to be rude,” he told the baby. Rex winced as his beard was pulled again by tiny fingers. Jacen laughed.
Ahsoka chuckled as she nuzzled Rex’s cheek. “I’m glad to be home too.”
Lady Tano, daughter of the greatest of the lesser Kings of the Grand Republic, endowed with the power of the Divine Force, stood outside her tent. She watched as a soldier led her horse back to the paddocks, where a well-earned pail of grain was waiting. The scouting expedition she’d just returned from had been more arduous than expected. Ahsoka rolled her shoulders against the exhaustion that had settled itself on them over the last few days.
She turned her eyes toward the plains of Mandalore, stretching out around her in an endless sea of dried grass and dust. The plains were occasionally broken up by low knolls such as the one on which she now stood. A thick layer of grey clouds loomed dark and ominous above her and obscured the white peaks of the distant mountains of Aladeran to the North.
Ahsoka peered out past the edge of her camp, eyes turned south to where the city Sundari lay. At such a distance, the city was barely a speck of silver on the horizon, but one short ride would have her brother’s army at its walls, ready to reclaim it from the tyrant Lord Maul.
“My Lady,” said a soldier behind her. “The king and the prince wish to speak with you.”
Ahsoka turned her attention to the man.
“Thank you, Vaughn,” she said, smiling, and nodded politely as she passed him to head toward the command tent.
Ducking under the flap that the soldiers held open for her, Ahsoka entered the tent and stood blinking for a moment, letting her eyes adjust to the dim, yellow light of the lanterns set on the central table. Around the table stood the King and the Crowned Prince–her brothers ObiWan and Anakin–along with two of their most trusted officers, Commander Cody and Captain Rex. The heir to the Mandalorian throne, Lady Bo-Katan, and her second in command, Ursa Wren, stood opposite the King, studying the maps on the table before them.
Ahsoka was never one to celebrate Lifeday. At least, not during the war and especially not since the rise of the Empire. She was always too busy, moving from one safe house to another. At least that’s what she told herself when the silence and loneliness found her alone on a day everyone was meant to be with those they love most.
Which is perhaps why she couldn’t help but want to do something small to recognize the holiday this year. It was the first year she could remember in a long time being able to spend it with someone she called a friend, and well, it was Rex. It was the first time in over a decade that she and Rex were in the same place and in contact with one another.
Rex took a long deep breath and exhaled slowly in an unsuccessful attempt to calm his racing heart. He pulled into the airport and made his way to the arrivals gate.
Ahsoka was coming home–for good this time. Rex could hardly contain his excitement. Long-distance relationships were no joke, and it had been hard for him to be so far away from Ahsoka for the last few months. But the distance hadn't pulled them apart. It had only made Rex more certain that he never wanted to live without her again.
He pulled over when he saw her, his heart rate skyrocketing. Parking as fast as he could, he jumped out of his jeep and ran to her.
"Rex!" she said, running to meet him halfway and throwing herself into his arms.
Rex swung her around. "I missed you so much, 'Soka," he said, setting her down and reaching up to tangle his hand in her hair.
Ahsoka stood on her toes and kissed him. "I missed you too," she whispered against his mouth.
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My mind was out of ideas for this event and I only have one day per week to draw but at least I've managed to do something for the last day 🥲 I still feel like I failed this year because I missed the Rexsoka week and now this event as well.
Life has been really rough for me recently but this is not a place to talk about it. I don't think I'll be able to draw anything new this year and I only post my art here now so I guess I'll go back into hiding for the remainder of the month.
So I just wanted to wish you guys a very happy Life day/Christmas/whatever-you-like-to-celebrate! 💙🧡 Thank you for staying with me 🙏
This was originally going to be for yesterday’s prompt (domestic/family) but I didn’t get it done in time, so you get it today!
COMING HOME: Chapter 7
Rex liked cooking. He felt more at home in the kitchen than just about anywhere--besides on a surfboard. His mom had taught him to cook when he was young, and, as he was the only of her four sons that had taken any interest in it, she'd spent the last decade teaching him everything she knew.
He set his knife down, satisfied with the large heap of neatly cut, oiled, and seasoned potatoes sitting in front of him waiting to be roasted.
To his left, Ahsoka was working on the pancake batter. He glanced over at her and grinned at the focused look on her face, and the flour smudged on her nose. Something about cooking with her next to him felt so right.
He still couldn't get himself to believe that she was actually in love with him, that somehow, in the course of one evening, he'd moved from being firmly planted in the friend zone to being her boyfriend. He grinned as he watched her crack a few eggs and whisk them into the batter.
"You're making me nervous," she said without breaking concentration.
"Sorry. You're just so cute when you're focused."
Ahsoka smiled but still didn't look up. "I'm still not sure how you roped me into helping you cook breakfast for everyone."
Rex stepped behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist. Her hair smelled like pineapple and ginger as he buried his face in her neck.
"Because you just couldn't resist a chance to spend time with me," he said, letting his lips graze the soft spot just under her ear.
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