A Little Doodle I Thought Of Before Going To Sleep... Rex Getting Hurt On A Mission And Ahsoka Always

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Rex and Ahsoka both decided they’d rather die together than survive Order 66 without the other

I can’t reblog this enough. There where multiple moments where I thought they’d be seperated with one thinking the other was dead or lost. First their was the hanger scene;

Ahsoka and Rex are already running fast enough for the other to keep up despite knowing that Maul could get the ship. Then when Ahsoka struggles to hold onto it with the force, what does our best boy do?

Fucking grabs her and tries to hold on despite being shot at. But the moment he gets hurt, she lets go and just

Because nobody hurts her man. (Let me ship them dammit)

Finally, there’s the scene with the ship plummiting to the surface. I don’t have any images but at any point Rex could’ve flown off. He already had to go into exile. Nothing was stopping him from just taking off.

But he didn’t.

He flew next to that shipwreck and got uncomfortably close to loosing his life as well just to save Ahsoka.

While I didn’t ship these two in the beginning (I didnt know that Rex was literally a physically fast aging kid) I can firmly say that these two are my favorite characters in the show. They alongside each other. They fought for each other. They fought to BE with eachother. Friendship or romantic love, I’ve never seen a bond between two people conveyed so perfectly in media before. It can be interprated either way because there’s a crazy tone of chemistry between them.

Imma go cry now because the ending still has me shooketh. THANK YOU DAVE FALONI

Oh god... I can see it happening and it's heartbreaking! I love it!

My submission for Rexsoka Monthly- Prompt: A Promise Kept

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I’ll Always Choose You

Begins during the chip removal scene in S7

I am one with the force and the force is with me.

There was a rush of memories all at once. A flood of images in Rex’s mind of Ahsoka. Each moment on the battlefield with her, each time he’d risk himself to save her life.

Months spent by her side to guarantee she wasn’t harmed.

Each memory came as vivid as the last, as fast as the blaster bolts that constantly barraged them.

I am one with the force and the force is with me.

Then nothing

Then a memory again, stirred up from the other, brought to the forefront of him mind.

“Rex, I know what I said, about never getting a padawan,” Anakin had told him. “But Ahsoka is here and she’s gonna stay. So promise me this.”

Rex nodded. “Yes, sir?”

“You will always keep her safe. You will protect her. If you ever have to choose her or me? You choose her. You keep her safe. You keep her alive. You understand? You promise.”

Rex nodded. “I promise, sir.”

Somewhere -it seemed distant- there was buzzing, like somewhere trying to force open a door. And there was a voice, and beeping, like droids.

Lightsabers opening.

Her lightsabers.

“I promise, sir.”

A door opening.

Blaster fire.

“I promise, sir.”

Rex forced his eyes open and reached for his blasters.

“I promise, sir.”

He sat up and fired shots at the men breaking into the exam room.

The door shut.

Breathing heavily, he watched Ahsoka turn and look at him.

“Rex?” she asked. “Are you okay?”

Rex shook, but he lowered his blasters. “Yeah…yeah, kid. I’m okay.”

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They had barely spoken a word to each other since escaping the crash site. And really what was there to say? Disbelief and grief consumed their thoughts and feelings.

Yet, as they sat next to each other by the sad excuse for a fire, Ahsoka found her mind returning to one event over and over again. She wanted to ask about it, yet fear gripped her heart, uncertain of Rex’s response. Why would he want to discuss it at all?

But she couldn’t let it go.

“Rex,” she said, her voice more a hoarse whisper than anything else. “You shot those men. In the exam room. You killed them.” She turned her head to look at him. His eyes were fixed on the fire as he leaned forward on his knees. “Why?”

She watched his forehead crease and eyebrows knit together. His somber eyes already filled with pain seemed swallowed in a sea of agony as the moment returned to him as well.

She looked away, guilt immediately settling as a pit in her stomach. Why had she asked?

Ahsoka turned to tell him to forget it, but he spoke.

“At the beginning of the war,” Rex started, his own voice almost as hoarse as her own. “Right after you arrived and you were settled in, Skywalker and I talked. And he made me promise, promise to keep you safe, no matter what. You were always the priority. Always. Above all else, keep her safe. I never intend to break that promise.”

Ahsoka swallowed hard as Rex turned and looked at her. His eyes were still filled with the grief they both bore. Yet there was also something much deeper. Something good. Something she only saw in his eyes when he looked at her. Maybe hope. Maybe love.

“He made you promise that?” Ahsoka whispered, her voice cracking as tears welled in her eyes.

Rex nodded solemnly. “I promised him I’d keep you alive. And if I’ve done nothing else, at least I’ve done that.”

Ahsoka looked away and closed her eyes, letting the tears fall.

It was all overwhelming.

Anakin’s unrelenting selflessness to keep her safe. Rex’s undying loyalty to carry out that order. The love that came from both of them to let that happen. Rex’s decision to choose her over his own brothers.

She didn’t understand.

A sob escaped her, and in the next moment, arms wrapped around her, pulling her close.

Ahsoka leaned into the hug.

“Thank you,” she whispered between sobs.

“Of course,” Rex whispered back. “I meant it when I made that promise. And it’s only meant more as time’s gone on. Ahsoka Tano, I think I’ll always choose you.”

Ahsoka sniffed, tears streaming down her face. “Me too, Rex. Me too.”

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Ooowww!! I love this result so much! They look so good! The best brothers!!

Sketch cut outs from my last WIP; my favorite Commander besties; Rex and Cody! I always drift torwards the 90s/00s manga look and it’s been a challange to turn these two into proper bishonens without loosing too much of their original looks.

Ahsoka regresa.

Rex inmediatamente: :D :D

every single time somebody makes a list of all the times rex went :DDDDDDDDDD in the last four episodes of tcw they always, ALWAYS forget this one every time and it saddens me deeply because look

look. LOOK 😭😭😭😭😭 PUPPIEST PUPPY EYES THAT EVER PUPPIED 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 NOBODY EVER NOTICES THIS ONE WHYYYYYY IT'S LIKE THE BEST ONE

i am sick and thinking about The Character is unfortunately the only remedy. except it's not unfortunate because YAAAYYYY MORE CHARACTER 🥳🥳🥳

Yep!

Says it all I think

Idea from @leeleebee , I just got to draw it! 💙

Anakin: On the count of three, what's your favourite cake? One, two, three-

Anakin and Obi-wan, in unison: Chocolate cake peanut butter frosting with chocolate chunks!

Ahsoka: Our turn, Rex! One, two, three- vanilla!

Rex, deadpan: I've never had cake, what is cake.

@tealmisthams Look! How handsome! <3

Curly hair fives… with a beard 🫣

It’s been about three weeks since I broke my finger so I decided to try my hand at drawing again.

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Rexsoka Week 2025- Day 2

Prompt: AU: JediKnight & Clone Captain/Commander

Summary: Another AU because canon can suck my ass. In a world where Ahsoka never leaves the Jedi Order, several friends see the beginning and fruition of Ahsoka and Rex’s budding relationship. It’s your classic 5 +1 of getting caught versus getting caught.

Rating: Mature

Length: 5,566 words

[Read it on AO3]

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Anakin Skywalker retires from the GAR and steps down from the Jedi Order on Luke and Leia’s 1st birthday. Leia had said her first word – pretty – just a few days before and Anakin is not there to see it. Padme calls him of course, but Anakin is disappointed. Not only was he not there to share this milestone with his wife and children, but he couldn’t even celebrate the way he wanted to. He still hasn’t told Ahsoka and the boys about the twins, hasn’t told them that the twins are his, so he has no reason to be so excited about Senator Amidala’s daughter saying her first word.

So… Anakin calls it quits. He hangs up his robes, says his goodbyes, and moves into Padme’s apartment to be a full-time stay-at-home dad. His only request, Ahsoka gets the choice to lead the 501st when she is knighted.

Well, Anakin tries to call it quits. He stops doing anything in relation to the GAR or the Jedi, but he refuses to stop seeing his friends. After checking in with Padme, Anakin heads off to 79s for a good time with the boys.

Rex and a handful of Torrent Company is waiting outside when he parks his speeder, and with them is one Ahsoka Tano. Anakin almost chokes when he sees her in a tight blue mini skirt and is her top see-through!

The mesh fabric of her top is tight against her chest and cropped above her stomach, with loose almost Jedi-like sleeves. Anakin is sure that it isn’t nearly enough fabric for an 18-year-old to be wearing out!

“And what is this outfit? I think your tube-top mini skirt combo from four years ago had more fabric than this.”

Ahsoka looks up as Anakin approaches and scoffs.

“We’re going to a club, Anakin. I’m in a clubbing outfit.”

“Yeah, General,” Fives buts in, laughing, “she’s in a clubbing outfit.”

Fives is also in a casual outfit, a simple white shirt and fitted black pants. Now that his eyes have been pulled from Ahsoka, Anakin can see that all of them were dressed pretty casually in plain shirts and pants of varying colors. With the War over, it was common to see off-duty troopers enjoying themselves in their “civies”, and this outing was no exception.  

Anakin opens his mouth to protest anyway, but Rex beats him to the punch.

“How ‘bout we head inside and you can judge our outfits there, fashion police.”

Anakin was so shocked by Rex’s words that he couldn’t help but laugh. Rex had made a joke, at his expense sure, but a joke nonetheless.

“Fine, let’s head in.”

Anakin trailed behind everyone as they entered, flashing identification cards to the Weequay bouncer. Rex and Ahsoka walk in before him, and as they make their way into the loud, raucous club, Anakin watches Rex pull Ahsoka closer, tucking her into his side. Ahsoka laughs, throwing one arm around Rex’s shoulder and subsequently pushing Rex’s arm down to wrap around her waist.

“We’re the same height now,” she laughs, “no need to tuck me in. No one’s gonna bump me.”

Anakin can’t see it but he knows that Rex rolls his eyes.

“Old habits die hard,” the captain says back.

Ahsoka is on the dance floor with Fives when the DJ transitions into what Anakin remembers is his former padawan’s favorite song. He can’t hear her, but from the look on Fives’ face, Ahsoka squeals. Anakin had always thought the song was inappropriate for Ahsoka to be listening to when she was his padawan. He remembers the times he walked in on her trying, and failing, to nail sensual body rolls when they were on shore-leave, and Anakin laughs to himself.

In the time that has passed, Ahsoka has finally learned those body rolls, dancing with her eyes closed and her arms wrapped around herself. Fives is “dancing” near Ahsoka, acting as a barrier between her and any men who might try to dance with her. So, Anakin relaxes, chatting with Jesse and Kix.

When Anakin looks back up, there is a large human man trying his best to dance against Ahsoka. He rolls his hips against her back, and Anakin watches Ahsoka shimmy two steps over. When the man continues to pursue her, Anakin goes to stand. Before he can, however, Rex materializes in the crowd. He easily wedges himself between Ahsoka and the man, resting his hands on Ahsoka’s hips before turning her around.

Anakin sits, knowing Rex will watch Ahsoka’s six while she dances. The song finishes as Anakin picks back up his conversation, but Rex and Ahsoka don’t come back to the table. One song becomes two, then three, then four, before Ahsoka and Rex return – sweaty and laughing. They’re holding hands as Rex gestures for Ahsoka to sit first.

Anakin is four drinks in when they all decide to leave. He’s having trouble holding himself up, so when Rex ducks under one arm and Ahsoka under the other, he is grateful to have some else carry him to his speeder.

“Ugh, why is he so heavy?” Ahsoka sighs.

“I don’t know. Maybe it’s Dad Weight,” Rex replies.

“Is that really a thing?”

“Dad Weight?”

“Yeah. Are dude’s out there gaining sympathy weight when their wives get pregnant?”

“I’m not sure about that part, but the General did gain some wait since the twins were born.”

Anakin resents that statement but is too out of it to do more than groan.

“Is it because he’s not working out anymore.”

“You think lightsaber training and sparring might have been the only thing keeping him in shape?”

“Yeah, especially with how much he likes to eat.”

“Hey, I like to eat too.”

“Oh yeah.” There’s a giggle from Anakin’s left. “I know something you can snack on.”

“Ahsoka!”

“What? It’s not like you’re going to do anything about it.”

The voices around Anakin pause. “Do you want me to do something about it?”

“Maybe? I had a lot of fun tonight, Rex. I… I liked dancing with you. I liked the way it made me feel.”

“And that’s all you liked?”

“No, I… Rex, I like you a lot. More than I should. And tonight made me think that maybe you liked me too.”

“I do like you, Ahsoka.”

“But?”

Anakin is dumped into the back seat of his speeder. He watches a blurry Rex and Ahsoka load into the front seats before their in the air and heading back home.

“But I think we should wait. You’re technically still a padawan. I think people would be willing to look the other way if you were a knight and I was your Commander.”

 “Okay. Then we’ll wait. I,” the fuzzy outline of Ahsoka turns to look at Rex as they wait at a red light, “I’m willing to wait if you are.”

Anakin must have fallen asleep because when he comes to, he’s lying on the couch and can hear Padme talking with Rex and Ahsoka near the door.

“It was no problem at all, Padme,” Ahsoka says softly, “we had a great time tonight. Anakin just needs to sleep it off.”

◊○2○◊

For the first year after Anakin leaves, the 501st is consolidated into the 212th. No one is too upset about it, but things are awkward between Ahsoka and Commander Cody. Whenever someone calls out Commander, they both turn, standing down depending what color armor the trooper is wearing.

Ahsoka is also a little awkward with Obi-wan. After being Anakin’s padawan for years, Ahsoka takes some time to get used to how… calm Master Kenobi is. He’s significantly more chaotic that the other Jedi Masters she could have been paired with the complete her preparation for her trials, but he’s much less so than Anakin.

Together, they meditate, building a strong bond now that they are – temporarily – Master and Padawan.

Obi-wan takes the time to watch Ahsoka, more closely than he was able to during the War. He learns quickly that Ahsoka, just like her Master before her, has attachments. She is heavily attached to a group of troopers he’s heard his men refer to as Rex’s Squad. Obi-wan learns their names quickly, either because he remembers interacting with them or because Ahsoka has spoken about them.

There’s Fives and Hardcase, who get into lots of fun and mildly unsafe trouble. There’s Tup and Dogma, who are happy to hang off every word their Commander says – for two very different reasons. There’s Jesse, Echo, and Kix, who can get a little silly but are usually quite professional. And then there’s Captain Rex.

Even before her return to the Jedi Order, Obi-wan knows that Rex and Ahsoka were close. It was this closeness that sent Rex and Fives to Ahsoka when the ARC trooper had discovered the bio-chips – she made quick work of her less savory allies to get the chips removed from Torrent Company before sharing her findings with the Order. It was that closeness that convinced Ahsoka to come back to the 501st – to “stick with her boys” he had heard Rex say.

And stick Ahsoka did. If she wasn’t with Obi-wan, she was with Rex. And if she wasn’t with Rex, Obi-wan didn’t know where she was. Even now, Obi-wan walks into the mess hall of the Negotiator and sees Ahsoka sitting with her back to the entryway. She’s with her squad, eating some kind of meat stick. Across from her at the cafeteria style table and bench are Fives, Echo, Tup, and Jesse. To her left is Rex, Dogma, Kix, and Hardcase.

Ahsoka herself is leaning forward, showing her fangs off to the men across from her, when Obi-wan spots it. Rex’s hand, splayed against Ahsoka’s right hip to keep her from falling over. It’s a small gesture, something that can mean nothing in the grand scheme of their friendship. But Obi-wan had naively thought the same about Padme and Anakin’s awkward reunion when she had just become senator.

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Ahsoka Tano’s Knighting Ceremony is the most attended Ceremony in the history of the Jedi Order, if Master Depa Billaba is to guess. When it had been announced that Knight Tano had passed her trials, the council had been flooded with notes from troopers (retired and active duty) requesting that they be able to attend.

It was no secret that Ahsoka is seen as “one of them” to most troopers; the same way Master Ti is seen as Clone Mother. Ahsoka had troopers from all battalions requesting a seat at her Ceremony.

Originally, Master Yoda did not want to make the accommodation, stating that a Jedi’s rise to Knighthood is not a spectacle, and Depa had to agree. The rise from Padawan to Knight was between the Padawan in question, their Master, and the High Council. However, it was Depa’s own Master, Mace Windu who had built a case for the troopers.

“They see her as family,” Master Windu stated firmly. “Just as those in and out of her lineage here see her as family. Who are we to deny these men the right to see their sister achieve her goal?”

And so, Ahsoka Tano’s Ceremony is held in the Galaxies Opera House. On the stage is a dais for the members of the council as well as a small platform for Ahsoka to stand on. Depa looks out into the crowd as the lights turn on to illuminate the stage.

She can see several interesting faces in the front row: Anakin Skywalker, Senator Amidala, and their two children; Senator Bail Organa and his wife, Queen Breha; the former Sith Assassin Asajj Ventress and Quinlan Vos; Commander Wolffe of the 104th and his Wolfpack; a Wookiee Depa did not recognize; a very specific gaggle of younglings (only one of which Depa knew as Katooni); the Duchess of Mandalore, her nephew, and Commander Cody, all together in a neat cluster; and, of course, Captain Rex.

Out of all of Torrent Company, Captain Rex seemed to be the only one able to snag a front row seat while his brothers filled the rest of the seats of the Orchestra area. Depa smiles as she takes in the 501st Troopers. All except their Captain have painted their helmets to mimic the markings on Ahsoka’s face. She can feel the pride rolling off them in waves as they wait, chatting amongst themselves.

The ever-present hum of whispering dies when Master Kenobi stands from and makes his way to center stage. He looks quite radiant in his white and gold robes, always dressed and ready to put on a show.

“Hello, everyone. I would like to thank you all for coming to witness Ahsoka Tano’s ascension to Knighthood. All of you here have met Ahsoka, have laughed with her and cried with her, have fought with her and for her.” The crowd cheers. “I am pleased to say that my Grand-padawan is so loved that many of you have traveled across the Galaxy to share this moment with her. And I thank you!

“All I ask of you now, is to remain silent until the ceremony has ended. After that. Feel free to cheer, hoot, and holler!”

Master Kenobi takes a step back and a spotlight shines so Ahsoka can make her way to her platform. She is just as regal as her master (grand-master?), in a long burgundy and 501st blue dress that mimic Kenobi’s preferred style of layered Jedi robes with a leather binding around her waist to keep it all in place. It made her look so much more than the Padawan she had been several years ago.

The ceremony is still short, a traditional exchanging of words – something purposefully meant to lack pomp and circumstance. Ahsoka is allowed to break tradition and address the council, thanking Kenobi, Ti, and Koon for all they’ve taught her. She mentions Skywalker and Secura by name as well, thanking them for teaching her in the midst of the war. Lastly, she thanks the 501st, 104th, and the 212th for showing her what it means to find and create belonging.

The guests remain silent as Kenobi steps forward again, saber ignited. He places the blade over one shoulder and then the other, and Depa pretends that she doesn’t hear the emotion in his voice when he declares, “By the right of the Jedi High Council and the will of the Force, I name you Ahsoka Tano, Jedi Knight – protector of all things Light.”

With a flick of his saber, Kenobi severs Ahsoka’s padawan beads from her headdress. “Rise, Knight Tano.”

Ahsoka stands, turning to face the crowd, and the volume in the theater feels like a physical force. That first row is on their feet, cheering with proud smiles and wet eyes.

Depa can’t believe it. The force warps and rushes around her and Jedi, troopers, and civilians alike cheer for Ahsoka Tano. There is an over welling feeling of love and happiness and pride. Master Windu was right, Ahsoka Tano has made a family of her men; they deserve to see her succeed.

Two days after the ceremony, Depa is walking the halls of the temple when she hears what she can only imagine are clones. Ducking down into the Padawan halls, Depa sees several men in blue and white armor holding boxes.

“Hello Master Billaba,” one of them greets.

“Hello…” Depa thinks for a second. This trooper is from Ahsoka’s squad. “Echo. Do you mind if I ask what you lot are up to?”

“Oh, we’re helping Commander Tano move out. Or, I guess she’s the General now. But yeah, we’re just carrying a few boxes,” he pauses for a moment, before looking a bit disappointed in himself.

“You won’t happen to know where her new apartment is, would you. She sent me the map but I didn’t memorize it.”

“And that’s upsetting for you?”

“Oh yeah, Echo memorizes everything,” a trooper with a 5 tattooed on his temple laughs. “It’s kinda his thing.”

Depa smiles softly. “Well, I’m not sure where her exact apartment would be located but I know what floor it should be on and we can find her from there.”

So Depa leads Echo and Fives, and Tup and Jesse, just one level up to the Knight Dormitories. Each level of Jedi had a set number of floors dedicated to them. As an older Padawan, Ahsoka’s old room was on the highest level of the Padawan Block. As a freshly Knighted Jedi, she would now be on the lowest level of the Knight Block. 

Finder her from there is just a matter of feeling for her in the Force. As they walk down the hall, Depa quickly picks up on Ahsoka’s force signature in the apartment at the end of the hall. She isn’t alone – as another signature shines brightly alongside hers. Both feel warm and happy in a way that Depa had come to associate with mutual care, like what Depa felt for Master Windu or her Padawan Caleb. But as Depa feels along the second signature, she knows that it isn’t Kenobi or Skywalker.

Curious, Depa picks up her pace. “She’s in the last door on the right,” she says to the troopers. When the reach the door, Echo places down his boxes and quickly punches in the keycode for Ahsoka’s rooms. The door slides open to reveal Ahsoka and Captain Rex. The captain, standing on a step-stool, is holding some sort of picture frame up in the away from Ahsoka.

Despite her height, Ahsoka is on her tip-toes, trying to pull the frame from Rex’s hand. They’re pressed together, chest to chest, as they lock eyes.

Depa can’t tell if it’s a growl or a purr, but Ahsoka makes a deep noise in her throat as she leans even further in Captain Rex’s space. “Give that back before I – Master Billaba! Hi!” Ahsoka pulls back so hard that Captain Rex over balances and falls off the stool.

Depa walks through the door, eyebrows raised. The four troopers she came with enter behind her.

“Hello Ahsoka. Just guiding these lost men to where they’re needed. May the force be with you, young one.”

“Yes, thank you, Master,” Ahsoka rushes out. “I’ll see you around.”

Depa shakes her head as she walks back to the main floors. Tano, Skywalker, Kenobi; they’re all the same. Attached.

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With the war over, Cody is surprised to see that he still has a job. With no battles to fight, the GAR shifts its focus to relief efforts – transporting material and even building homes for affected planets. In some cases, they were building homes for themselves on planets that agreed to house retired troopers.

Today, Cody was not responsible for any relief efforts other than his own. Finally, he could shirk the responsibility of overseeing the 501st onto someone else, Rex. Today, his brother is being promoted to Marshal Commander of the 501st under their new General, Ahsoka Tano.

Cody sighs happily; it feels so good just to think those words. No more Hardcase and Waxer pulling shit pranks, no more Kix threatening to tranquilize him to perform check-ups; no more Rex walking into his room at 0030 hours to go over mission plans as if they weren’t just dropping off food and medicine. No, Cody was free. Well, this ceremony needed to go off without a hitch and then Cody would be free.

With Mon Mothma as the new Chancellor of the Republic, promotions happened a bit differently. Instead of a list simply being sent out broadcasting changes within each battalion, each Battalion is now responsible for performing their own ceremony as they wished for promoted members, as along as a notice was sent out to all battalions acknowledging the change. This ranged from full blown ceremonies in rented theaters to simply parties honoring the promoted troopers. According to Fives, Rex is going for something in between, with a ceremony in a small, local theater and a party at 79’s afterward.

The Theater is small, on one of Coruscant’s Mid-Levels, packed full with Torrent Company. Cody had been extended an invitation as Clone Marshal Commander overseeing the 501st and their promotions, and he stood on stage with General Kenobi and the newly minted General Tano.

Cody is present and politely happy as they made their way through the Corporal promotions, followed by the Sergeants and Lieutenants, helmet off and smile tight (He purposely frowns when Fives and Echo get promoted to ARC Sergeant and again when Jesse makes his was across the stage shooting finger guns at his brothers in the audience to become a Captain). 

Cody saves his proudest smile for Rex. The two of them had always had a strange, but close, relationship. Contrary to what most people in the GAR assumed, Cody was not older than Rex and they weren’t close on Kamino. Rex, one of the older Gen 1 clones, had been at the first Battle of Geonosis, while Cody was still trying to pass his simulations as a senior cadet. And while Rex worked hard, his very visible mutation meant that he started off as a basic trooper while Cody was fast-tracked to Battalion Commander beside Bly and Gree.

Nevertheless, Rex and Cody had become fast friends once Cody had been deployed. They worked together seamlessly, as Rex had the experience Cody had been missing, and Cody had the rank to implement Rex’s exceptional strategy. Now, they both have what they were initially missing.

Cody grabs Rex’s hand, bypassing the standard handshake to pull his older brother into a tight hug.

“Oya, ori’vod,” Cody saws quietly as they pull apart.

“Oya, kih’vod,” Rex replies.

Rex steps over to where Ahsoka is waiting for him. She pins on the new marker for his rank, the metal gleaming against his white and blue dress uniform. Cody watches closely as her hands linger on his chest. Rex lifts his hands to meet hers, giving them a squeeze before pulling them away. Cody says nothing, but he’ll get his answer later.

Later comes in the form of Rex’s afterparty at 79’s. Cody has been to the bar/club/whatever it is once or twice in the entire duration of the Clone War. He is a busy man, with too much on his plate and too much love for peace and quiet. He is overwhelmed just by walking in. There are clones and civvies packed together, the crowd gyrating to the thumping music. Rex is already there, letting loose with Jesse and Fives near the DJ booth. Cody spots Bly and General Secura standing at the bar, each with a drink in their hand.

Cody walks to Bly, finding the bar safer for him that the turbulent dancefloor.

“Codes!” Bly yells over the music, pulling Cody into a tight hug. “It’s good to see you, vod! Aayla, you know Cody.” Bly gestures between the two, and Cody isn’t sure how to react. Secura is tucked into Bly’s side, sipping her drink as his body hiding her from the rest of the room. Cody opens his mouth to greet her, something stiff and formal like ‘Goodnight, General,’ but Secura beats him to it.

“Hello, Cody,” she smiles, pulling him into a hug. “We are celebrating Rex! No need for formalities. I will say, you look a little nervous, my friend.”

“What can I say, this isn’t really my scene.” Cody scratches at the back of his neck.

“What, you do not like to dance? It is not hard; I’m sure Kenobi can teach you,” the Jedi snickers, wiggling her eyebrows.

“Uh, it’s, we’re… Me and Kenobi aren’t like that, General.”

Secura fakes a pout. “Oh no, really? And you don’t want to change that?”

“He has the Duchess.”

Secura scoffs, “So what! If the Sith live by the rule of two, Kenobi lives by the rule of three: him, and two hotties in his bed. My Master and Kenobi grew up together in the same batch, as you would say. I’ve heard some of the stories and I think you have a shot, Duchess or no.”

“Yeah, vod! Take the shot. Plus, every commander needs to have a borderline inappropriate relationship with their General. It’s the rule,” Bly laughs.

“Oh, really? What about Wolffe and Colt.”

“Koon and Ti are their dad and mom respectively. Next.” Bly replies.

“Monnk?”

“Let us just say that he and Kit are… closer than Bly and me,” Secura answers.

Cody’s eyes go wide at that. He thinks for a moment, trying to think of a Commander he knows well enough. “Ha, I got you now. What about Rex?”

Bly laughs, simply pointing over Cody’s shoulder to the dance floor. Cody sees her before he sees Rex. Ahsoka Tano is draped over Rex’s back, lekku and montrals forcing Rex to lean his head to the side so she can hook her chin over his shoulder. They aren’t dancing, having moved over to a dark corner of the dancefloor, but they’re so close. Ahsoka is whispering something in Rex’s ear, and Cody watches a flush creep up Rex’s neck, in the flashing lights.

Cody watches his vod choke out a response to whatever Tano said to him before the Togruta plants a kiss on his cheek. She pulls away, revealing an outfit that Cody knows Skywalker would protest, and winks as she makes her way to the exit.

Rex’s eyes follow her, trained on her leather-pant clad shebs, as he lightly touches the imprint of her lipsticked kiss on his cheek.

“See,” is all Bly says.

◊○5○◊

On a sunny day in Coruscant, Padme and Satine are out for lunch. The two women have been working together to see what other planets would be willing to provide citizenship to clone troopers now that the war was over and Kamino’s “factory” has been shut down, when they decide to take a break.

Padme suggests a local spot located within a shopping center, run by a younger clone trooper named Bite, serving Kaminoan-Mandalorian fusion cuisine. It’s a classic diner set up, with decor that Satine says reminds her of the traditional Mando’ad culture. The host, a young human man named Alex, brings them to their table on the outdoor patio, placing down their menus and letting them know that their waiter should be with them shortly.

The two women order their food and are waiting when they see Rex and Ahsoka walking on the terrace below them. Looking at Satine, Padme points down through the glass floor without speaking, knowing that if she can hear the Togruta, Ahsoka would be able to hear them easily.

“This was the best choice we could have made, Rexster,” Ahsoka sighs dreamily. “The Garsa Fwip invited us to her show. She’s so hot, Rex, I just want to kiss her stupid.”

“But she’d kill you.”

“Man, she could choke me out with her thighs and I’d thank her!”

 Satine almost chokes trying to hold in her laugh.

“She’s been very helpful with us handling the Pykes, so I’m sure she won’t hurt you any more than Trace would.”

Ahsoka gasps at the mention of this other person Padme doesn’t know. “New Idea: Orgy.”

Padme’s eyes almost pop out of her head as Rex cackles.

“Ahsoka, no.”

“Ahsoka, yes!” she calls back. “Just imagine it.”

“I’m not sure if I should.” Rex doesn’t stop laughing.

“Oh, Rex, you get a one-time pass. You can think about it.”

“You want me to think about you having an orgy with Garsa Fwip and our friend?”

“We all know you’d be there too, Rexster. We need someone to sit in the cuck chair.”

Rex and Ahsoka are beside themselves with laughter now, delighted at the idea of Rex jokingly watching Ahsoka participate in what Padme can only assume is a lesbian threesome.

Padme and Satine stare at each other.

“So… that just happened,” Padme whispers, trying desperately to hold in her laughter.

“Let’s –”

Padme and Satine end up taking their food to go, relaxing only when they’ve returned to Padme’s apartments.

“By the Ka’ra, what was that about,” Satine explodes with laughter.

“I don’t even know,” Padme giggles. “Who is even Garsa Fwip? Three-Pio, Three-Pio, who is Garsa Fwip?”

The protocol droid waddles into the main living space, to answer his Mistress. “Garsa Fwip, 25 standard years old, is a successful Twi’lek showgirl and Madame from the Outer Rim. She owns one brothel here on Coruscant and recently opened a club and casino on Nal Hutta. According to minor news outlets, she is planning to open another club on the higher levels in Coruscant to host variety and burlesque shows.”

“Oh my! Ahsoka has interesting taste in women.”

Are we going to ignore the part where she invited Rex?”

“I’m actually not shocked about that part; we all know attachment runs in this lineage.”

Padme playfully rolls her eyes; tell her about it.

(Sorry, trooper. There's smut behind this line. Finish it on AO3)