jason, as red hood: you should loathe me. i almost killed you. i wanted to kill you i wanted you dead. i wanted you dead so bad. is bruce crazy? is bruce fucking crazy? you're okay ig. i'd be happy if you died rn tho, sooo you should hate me
tim, with absolutely 0 self-worth: i mean it's okay if it's Robin™ killing me haha. Robin™. it's within his--i mean your, rights. within Robin™'s rights. i'm just an interloper haha. are you sure you dont want the suit back? are you sure? you could just kill me haha. you could just kill me right now and take the damn thing off my dead body haha, bruce would be So Happy :) that you're back
a little bit of angst, a little bit of friendship, but most importantly the two bestest friends in Star Wars. Rex and Ahsoka
for the lovely @redrobinhoods - I may have strayed slightly from the prompt. But i hope you enjoy
(also tagging @starwarsfandomfests )
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The 501st waited with bated breath. Not a sound could be heard inside the barracks, watching the holo screen unfold the story of their commander’s trial. The entire room was holding their breath, and collectively breathed a sigh of relief when Barriss Offee entered in binders. Despite the news, Rex hadn’t been seen since Wolffe had found her.
Jesse had a grin the size of Courscant on his face as he slapped Tup on the back.
“We’re gonna get our commander back!” The Jollity was palpable, radiating from the walls from the relieved men. But still, no one could find Rex.
Rex had holed himself up in his room, guilt still churning in his stomach. So much for loyalty, he had betrayed one of his best friends over some bad intel. He recalled the wild look in Ahsoka’s eyes as she pleaded for Anakin to believe her, how he had seen the survival instincts take over and plunge her down into the lower levels of Courscant. He could kill Wolffe right now, for not protecting Ahsoka when she needed it most.
There was a knock on the door, the clanged around the solemn room. It slid open revealing Anakin. His eyes were empty, downcast. Rex knew it must have only meant bad news.
“She’s gone.” There was a rawness to Anakin’s voice, a visceral pain in the usually cocky man’s energy.
“She lost then.” Rex responded, dull, resigned to the ugly truth.
“No—Sh-she won.” Anakin had his hands pinched over his eyes, trying to regain control of himself, Rex looked in disbelief, at the revelation, at the crying General before him. “But she left!”
Rex looked around the small room, trying to comprehend the breaking news. “Left sir?”
“Left the kriffing Jedi order.” Anakin was truly blinking back tears at this point, rubbing his hand over his face to distract from the fact. “You have to tell the boys, I-I… just can’t” Anakin left the doorway.
Solemnity raked its claws inside Rex’s chest. A sudden feeling of mourning for his lost Commander gripping him so wholly. A weight pooled inside his heart as he stood up to go to the barracks. His head was buzzing, unfocussed on his journey, only on the journey of how they had got here. The buzzing compounded as he grew close and closer to the celebratory ruckus of his men. How was he supposed to tell them, their commander, their friend, their lifeline had gone. Left on her own accord.
The room went silent as Rex entered. The eyes and expectations of his brother looming in the air.
“I have some bad news.” The words were getting caught in his throat, a rare occurrence for the Captain of the 501st. “Ahsoka she— The commander won’t be returning to us for personal reasons.”
Rex could see the concerned faces blossom into concerned inquiry. Rex just held up his hand, the sadness truly reaching his eyes then. And he left the room to grieve.
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Yerbana was a victory, and an enjoyable one at that. Rex hadn’t had the opportunity as of late, to rub Cody’s face in it. It was a win win in his eyes. The mission went just like any of Skywalker’s other missions, chaotic with a dash of the dramatic. The generals were in a meeting, so Rex got the post-mission procedures underway without them. It was a smooth process by now. With what felt like thousands of battles under his belt, and 501st Vets who had been with Rex since the very beginning. He had lost good men along the way, but that was the reality of war.
The comm on Rex’s wrist blinked.
“Rex here,”
“Rex, its Anakin. I have something to tell you.” There it was, that playful lilt in his voice that only ever meant trouble.
“Go ahead sir.”
“It’s Ahsoka,” Rex’s heart stopped beating, “She’s back.” Rex stared at his comm in disbelief, eyes wide.
All tasks were hurried, plans for a big project hastily sketched out. The whole battalion was a buzz. The older clones excited to see their favourite commander, swapping stories with the shinies who never got to work with her. The paint was cracked out from gathering dust in the stores, the drop sheets were laid down and the boys got to work.
Rex was flying on elation, seeing his Commander again. Being promoted to commander himself and hastily being shipped out to Mandalore. But it didn’t matter, he had his little’un back where he could watch her six.
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The adrenalin of flying in the LAAT had ever felt as sweet. Ahsoka plunging into the Mandalorian atmosphere.
“Race ya to the surface.” The giddiness of having her back was unparalleled. Rex even laughed at her. She hadn’t changed a bit.. Well maybe a bit.
Even since the passing months, Ahsoka and Rex fought so intuitively, from campaigns of practice. But Rex noticed something different about her. The vigour and the depth to her had deepened. As if she knew what she was fighting for, for the first time in her life. Walking taller, finally wearing some armour, decked out with her new lightsabers. He noticed the experience that had settled in her eyes, focussing her as she fought against the red clad mandalorians. Ahsoka walked with her head held tall, an equal in a room full of warriors.
“‘Soka.” She turned her attention from Bo-Katan to her Captain. “You’ve grown up.” She gave him a quiet smile, the first of it’s kind he had seen in a long time. Rex wrapped a quick arm around her, pulling her roughly into his side, the typical brotherly hug. She punched him in the chest plate in jest.
“Wow Rex,” She rolled her eyes dramatically. “I’m really glad your eyes are working. It’s useful to see when you want to win a battle.” Rex just grinned at her. He had missed this, missed his Padawan.
Rex walked into the briefing room, content with whatever the future would bring. Because he was where he needed to be. Right beside his best friend, who came back to him after all.
It’s a Arya Stark x Gendry Baratheon AU fic based off the plot of Tangled! The synopsis was by @youknownnothingjonsnow0303 and I am just a very slow writer 😅
General gist: Melisandre kidnaps Arya bc she is the princess who was promised and raises her in Essos. Gendry flees to Essos after stealing the crown of the Lost Princess of the North and tries to hide in Arya’s manor/tower. You can sort of guess where this is going haha
