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obsidiangst · 2 years

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Congrats on 200 followers. Was wondering if you could do an old age zelink where they reminisce about their life together?

Thank you! Request is under the cut!

Reminisce (485 wc) Rating: G

“Ai- Easy, Zelda-” Link complained with an indignant huff as she pressed the heel of her palm into the muscles of his lower back, only to yelp when she did it harder.

“This is what you get for doing too much, now hold still!” She snapped, rubbing the ointment into his skin to help relieve the pain and stiffness that had materialized overnight. “I keep trying to tell you that you’re no spritely young knight anymore and what do you do? You go climbing trees to rescue kittens instead of getting your very capable son to do it for you.”

“It was faster for me to just do it myself- Hey!” Link said and Zelda flicked his ear with her free hand.

“You made me push your heifer ass, moose children out of my body and you keep acting like they don’t exist.” Zelda fussed at him and LInk, unable to keep a straight face, got flicked again.

“Old habits die hard. In this case they’ll die when I do.” Link said, the smile lines in his face pulling tight as Zelda rolled her eyes, swiping a silver strand of hair behind her ear.

“You’re impossible!” Zelda groaned, exasperated and Link chuckled.

“You used to like that about me if I’m remembering correctly-” Link said and Zelda scowled dryly at him.

“You used to not throw your back out every other week too.” Zelda countered and Link laughed, but winced a little before sighing.

“Does it really bother you that I still like playing Hero sometimes?” Link asked, turning to look at his wife. He still remembered how she looked at him that day in Hyrule Field and even though she was nearing 70 now, she was still just as lovely and radiant… Just a little cranky when he got himself into trouble.

Zelda took a deep breath and shook her head.

“I just don’t want you to get so hurt that you’re bed bound for any length of time. You’d drive me crazy because you’d not have anything to do except tell me seal puns.” Zelda said and Link burst out into laughter that was mixed with small pained noises.

“That poor Gerudo was never the same-” Link croaked out after a moment and Zelda continued shaking her head, trying to hide the slight smile rising onto her face.

“Who would have guessed we put the actual Calamity into the Shrine?” Zelda questioned jokingly and Link continued to laugh.

“Well, I think the Master Sword would disagree with you about me being the Calamity, but- I did cause quite a bit of destruction didn’t I?” Link mused, chuckling and Zelda gave him a wry look, one brow arched high.

“You certainly destroyed part of my sanity.” She said as she turned back away to put the medicine away. Link practically howled until his back ached so hard he had to force himself to stop.

#zelink #older zelink #200 follower requests

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sissylittlefeather · 7 months

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10 - E - And you already know my depraved ass is going to need as much smut as you can forcibly pack into 500 words, baby doll! 😘

I'm so happy for you!

Congratulations on 200! 🎉 ❤️

Thank you so much!!! Love you 😘!

Alright, this is short, but it got dirrttyyy. I hope you enjoy it!

Warnings: 18+ minors DNI, kissing, cussing, oral sex (m receiving), p in v sex, unprotected sex, almost choking if you squint, Elvis calls himself "daddy" in a sexual context

Prompt: "You're a pain in the ass, you know that?" With '69-'73 Vegas Elvis

The second the curtain drops, Elvis heads backstage, trying to hide the fact that he has a massive erection. The energy from the show and the way this particular suit rubbed against him created an effect that he enjoyed more than he wanted to.

"Where's my wife?" He calls, rearranging his belt again to keep his dick pressed up against his lower stomach.

"I'm here, baby." You call out from where you are standing backstage chatting with the Sweet Inspirations about the show.

"C'mere." He does a motion with his fingers that is undeniably sexual and turns you on more than you care to admit. That man drives you crazy in all the best ways.

You walk over to where he's standing and he throws his arm around you and damn near drags you to his dressing room. You start to get a little concerned at his urgency. When you get there, he pushes you inside and closes the door behind himself and quickly locks it.

"Baby, what--?"

"I need your help with this." He moves his belt so that his erect dick becomes visible. You can't contain the laughter that spills out of you in a cascade of giggles. He puts his hands on his hips and looks at the ceiling, embarrassed and trying not to laugh.

"You're a pain in the ass, you know that?" He looks down at you as you continue to laugh, tears squeezing out of your eyes, and starts laughing with you, shaking his head.

"I'm sorry... it's just... how long were you hiding that on stage?!"

"Long enough. Now I have to be back out there in less than an hour, are you going to help me or not? I'd rather have you, but if you won't then..." he waves his left hand in the air and gestures with the other for you to leave.

"No, no, I'm sorry." You walk over and wrap your arms around his waist, tipping your face up towards him. He leans over and kisses you, wrapping himself around you. He kisses down your neck, nibbling on your ear for a bit. It doesn't take long for your arousal to match his and before you know it, he's got your shirt off and is unzipping your skirt. You run your hands up his chest under his jumpsuit and push it back off of his shoulders. The smell of his sweat mixed with his cologne drives you wild as you undress him. He slides your skirt down, dropping it to the floor and moves back up to unhook your bra. When he gets it off of you, he kisses down your chest and gently runs his tongue over your nipple as it hardens. He moves to the other one and sucks on it softly. Finally, you push the rest of his jumpsuit over his hips, where it lands on the floor with your clothes. His dick bounces as it's given the freedom it's needed for the past half hour. You get on your knees in front of him, taking him in your hand and rolling his foreskin back. You suck on the tip of his dick, already salty with desire. He grunts and leans his head back, getting some relief at long last. You continue working him with your tongue and hands, letting him thrust into your mouth for a bit. When you can tell he's getting close, you stop and stand up. He grabs you and bends you over the counter of the vanity, ripping your panties off. Then, you both watch in the mirror as he fucks you relentlessly from behind, your breasts jumping with the rhythm of his hips. He grabs the back of your hair and pulls as he continues to pound into you. Then, he stands you up and wraps one arm around your waist and the other hand around your throat. You can feel the coldness of his rings against your neck and the visual in the mirror of him holding you like this as he fucks you pushes you headfirst into an orgasm. He whispers in your ear as you climax.

"That's right. Come for daddy." All you can do is moan in response as you're hit with the intense and overwhelming ecstasy. After your orgasm, he lets go of you and goes back to holding your hips. You know he must be getting close because he closes his eyes and leans his head back.

"Fuck, fuck, FUCK." He says with gritted teeth as he pounds you through his release. When he's finished, you turn to face him and push his hair back off of his forehead. It's even sweatier now than it was when he came off the stage. He snakes his arms around your waist and pulls you close to him. You're still standing in this position, naked, when there's a knock on the door.

"You got ten minutes, boss." He sighs and his response is muffled by his face being in your hair.

"Okay. Thanks." He finally pulls away from you and holds your face in his hands.

"And thank you, honey. For your help."

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#elvis presley fanfiction #elvis presley x reader #elvis x reader #elvis smut #elvis fanfic #elvis presley x y/n #elvis x you #elvis x y/n #elvis presley smut #elvis presley x you #elvis presley fic #elvis presley fandom #request #200 followers

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worstloki · 2 months

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Wholeheartedly believe Loki could get a few followers on social media and it would go to his head. He doesn’t need to fight the Avengers on the regular anymore because he’s busy making posts and chatting with random people with his ‘RP Earthsona’ etc.

#Asgard has a small population so Loki sees the follower count go to 200 and just... quits as a villain #he has more than enough attention #now his stunts aren’t for evil they’re for likes and requests his followers gave that he seemed appropriate #you can’t suggest things like murdering innocents because he wants to keep his account safe for his younger followers #the avengers find out about his online presence very late #by the time they find out what’s happened everything is chill #Thor like ‘this was the suggestion I left haha!! he enjoyed the cat cafe!! ^-^’#he is doing drawing requests

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zimbits-my-love · 26 days

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If you're still taking requests, I love my boy Poindexter. Maybe with a smirk, like he's just about to tease Nursey about something.

Now the question is, what is he going to tease Nursey about? 👀

#thanks for the request!!#200 follower celebration #omgcp #my art #omgcp fanart #omgcheckplease #dex #william poindexter

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little-pup-pip · 3 months

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hi! Could you show us your favourite moodboard? ^^

Hello Hello! This is such a good question!! So good, in fact, that I don't know the answer! I'm assuming you meant a moodboard of mine; I have a few that I've made that hold a special place in my heart, and others that I love because they're underrated, and some that are just really pretty! I've been thinking about it all day, and I think it's between these two!!

Pastel Gaming + Bubbles

#ive been thinking about if i want to add some markers in my masterlists #like to mark fan favorites #and personal favorites #I might #anyway thanks for this question!#it was fun to think about!#Pip's barks #for those wondering these stand out to me for different reasons #pastel gaming was my 200 follower post #and the moment i realized that people actually like my stuff #and bubbles is very nostalgic to me #because the request wasnt very specific i projected a lot of my memories of bubbles onto it #so its very much inspired by me #in third place is a more recent post #my becorns moodboard #because the idea was given to me by a friend!

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flames-tstuff · 10 months

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a hundred years later and I finally can start cranking out some of the requests submitted for my 200 followers event! :D

This was the result of two combined requests for:

TodoDeku

Lee!Midoriya

From here on out I'm going to try to get one posted each week (buuut we shall see lol). Thank you to those who submitted requests!

Enjoy! <3

(reference/inspo under the cut)

#bnha #tododeku #mha #todoroki shoto #midoriya izuku #ler!todoroki #lee!midoriya #my hero academia #flames art #flame draws #flames stuff #fluff #request #lee!deku #200 follower event #follower milestone

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mangocustard16 · 5 months

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200 FOLLOWER PROMPT EVENT

TO CELEBRATE THIS MILESTONE I AM GOING TO DO HOLD MY FIRST EVENT!!!!

IF YOU WANT A SILLY LITTLE SOMETHING ABOUT YOUR FAV, ALL YOU HAVE TO DO IS CHOOSE YOU FAV FROM MY STANLIST (my carrd) AND SEND IN YOUR IDEAS ♡

all the works for this event will be tagged: #sweet nothings

ps: it's up to you how descriptive or vague your prompt is. both are welcome

ʚɞ i'll cover 10 requests, and the masterlist will be updated accordingly

ʚɞ I reserve the right to refuse requests. I will not write about themes that make me uncomfortable. please respect this.

MASTERLIST

ʚɞ to sweet endings and even sweeter beginnings | svt joshua |

ʚɞ home is wherever you are | svt jeonghan |

ʚɞ the happiest 100 days | svt wonwoo |

ʚɞ first kiss | svt hoshi |

ʚɞ [10:15 pm] |svt s.coups |

ʚɞ See ya' |svt dokyeom |

ʚɞ [3:04] |svt vernon |

ʚɞ another cliche love story | svt minghao |

ʚɞ [10:23 pm] | svt mingyu |

ʚɞ first date (vernon's version) | svt vernon |

event closed !! THANK YOU FOR TUNING IN ♡

#mangocustard16.event #200 followers #sweet nothings #follower event #tumblr milestone #pls send in your requests #request

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lilac-hecox · 5 months

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It would be totally awesome if I could have some Ianthony with jealous! Anthony. Where Anthony notices that Ian has said "I love you" (platonically) to everyone but him.

Ian/Anthony (platonic) - Say it

It’s a stupid game and Anthony is actually really glad he’s not in this video because Ian is awful at successfully flipping the red Solo cup and every time, he fails Chanse succeeds and the shot glass in the middle inches ever closer to Shayne. Eventually, Shayne and Ian lose and as Shayne preps to take the shot, Ian stands behind him, looking a tad embarrassed and regretful. He reaches out and squeezes Shayne’s shoulder comfortingly.

“Love you, buddy.”

Then Shayne downs the shot of half apple cider vinegar and half pickle juice and everyone around Anthony is laughing, but Anthony feels a tiny bit shellshocked. Did he hear that right? Did Ian just say he loved Shayne? Anthony knows it is platonic, but he still feels a little sting of jealousy, a sting that he’s quick to try and reason out of himself.

He’s feeling possessive because he’s still new here. Ian got close to Shayne while Anthony was gone. Ian is still his best friend. It mostly works and when the video is over and the cast goes off set, Ian comes to Anthony with a grin on his face.

“What did you think?” he asks, his eyes big and bright.

“You all did a great job,” Anthony says, and he means it, “glad I wasn’t on your team.”

Ian gives a little laugh, “Yeah, poor Shayne. Gotta love the guy though, he’s a trooper.”

Anthony forces himself to smile and nod. “Yeah, he definitely is.”

A few days later Ian and Anthony are sitting on the newly renovated Flashback with Smosh set. They’re set to film some bits and pieces for the trailer. Anthony is still thinking of the shoot from the other day and a little ball of what feels like dread drops into his stomach. Anthony decides to test the waters with Ian during this shoot.

In the script he’s supposed to give Ian a fist bump and call him his best friend, simple enough, but Anthony knows in his heart he’s going to go off script. Their director yells action and they run through their scripted lines. Anthony looks at Ian and curls his hand into a fist, Ian mimicking the action. They fist bump and Ian smiles, Anthony does too, a real and genuine smile.

“I love you, buddy,” he says affectionately.

Anthony sees Ian’s eyes look confused for just a split second before he smiles and returns it with an “aww.” Of his own.

They call cut.

“Decided to improvise a little?” Ian asks, though he doesn’t sound like it bothered him.

“Yeah,” Anthony says, masking his disappointment, “was that, okay?”

“Yeah, man,” Ian says with a quick and easy smile, “of course it was.”

They move on to the next shoot but the ball of dread only feels heavier in Anthony’s gut.

Another day and they are all eating lunch together spread across several white circular tables. Ian and Anthony are seated next to each other at two separate tables and Courtney is next to Ian. They are all three reminiscing about the past, about the beginnings of Smosh, things Courtney remembers from when she used to just be a fan. Courtney says something self-deprecating which makes both Ian and Anthony laugh, but then Ian is leaning forward and wrapping Courtney in a hug, squeezing her as she laughs.

“Stop, Courtney! I love you!” Ian says, as if he’s trying to squeeze the deprecation out of her.

“Okay! I’ll stop!” she says laughing and pushing him away.

Again, Anthony can’t help the jealousy that shoots up inside of him.

They film a board game with Arasha and during a break Ian makes some jokes at her expense and she deadpans about being an orphan. Ian laughs and wraps an arm around her shoulder, “Oh stop, you know I love you. You’re my son.”

There is the time when they are leaving for the end of the day and Spencer is staying late to help produce that Thursday’s livestream. Ian affectionately ruffling Spencer’s hair and saying, “Love you, dude, don’t stay too late, okay?” before he leaves the games pod area.

Finally, Anthony can’t cope away his jealousy and he knows this is one of those things he’s going to have to bring up to Ian. He waits until the two of them are alone in Ian’s office, which has become their office. Ian is checking emails on his phone when Anthony clears his throat.

“Can I talk to you, Ian?”

Ian raises an eyebrow, but he nods, “Of course, man. What’s up?”

Anthony takes a breath and thinks of a hundred different ways to casually and calmly bring up what is bothering him. They are all infinitely better than what he ends up word vomiting out.

“How come you’ll tell everyone else here that you love them but you won’t say it to me?”

There’s a brief silence and Anthony can feel his cheeks warming up.

“What?” Ian asks, like he barely understands the question.

“You’re always telling Shayne, and Courtney, and like, Spencer that you love them but when I try to get you to say it…you don’t.”

Anthony knows it sounds stupid, but it’s how he feels.

“Is this…a bit? Did Erin put you up to this?”

No, I’m serious. Look, Ian, I know it is so dumb that I am jealous, but you’re my best friend and I don’t know…I feel like we should say that to each other more.”

“Oh,” Ian says. He sets his phone down, “Anthony, I’m sorry. I didn’t even realize it was bothering you.”

Anthony shrugs, “You know, just enough to talk to my therapist about it a couple of times.”

“Really? What did your therapist say?” Ian asks, like he’s actually interested.

“That I don’t own you and you’re allowed to love whoever you want and express that how you want and I’m okay with that! I am! I don’t know why I’m jealous…I just, I guess I want to make sure that when you’re saying you love people, that I’m counted in that too.”

Ian’s face softens. Anthony knows Ian hates this shit, that feelings still leave him feeling too tender and exposed, but he also knows Ian is trying.

“Anthony, I do love you, man. Of course, I do. You’ve been my best friend all my life.”

“Then why-“

“Because I never thought you needed to hear that from me. I just thought you knew,” Ian says, “I’ve been telling the others because of you.”

“Because of me?” Anthony asks.

“Because I don’t want them to think that just because you came back that I only want to spend time with you and that they don’t matter. I’ve been trying to be more open with my feelings around here because I want to be able to communicate better with you.”

“Oh,” Anthony says. He feels dumb, very dumb, and very childish.

Ian stands up and then he moves to where Anthony is seated. Anthony stands up because he feels like he should.

“Alright, you’re really pushing me out of my comfort zone here,” Ian mumbles, his face getting red. He opens his arms, pulls Anthony in for a hug, wrapping his arms around Anthony and squeezing just a little.

Anthony hugs back, he can’t help but smile into Ian’s shoulder.

“So, for the record. I do love you; you know that right?” Ian says into Anthony’s shoulder.

“Yeah,” Anthony says, giving Ian a squeeze in return, “I love you too, buddy.”

200 Follower Requests

#ianthony #smoshships #polysmosh #jealous!anthony #platonic ianthony #best friends #if ian won't say it back for real then fiction it is!#my writing #my fic #my fics #200 follower milestone event #open prompts #fic requests

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undefeatablesin · 10 months

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Sketch request for @00x7 ✨️ Here is your Good Hunter the lovely miss Erabeth herself! I have had such a great time chatting to you and learning more about her! I hope I did your girl justice. 💙

And well, since you asked about Ruza's noted magnetism towards Vileblood women...😂

#sin scribbles #200 follower requests #(SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG AAAAA)#(YA KNO UR GIRL HAD TO INCLUDE THE PHANTASM SHELL VIBE!!!!)#(i hope u enjoy omg....)#(thank u so much for always engaging with my stuff and leaving nice tags)#(and for always coming to chat in my dms about our hunters I ENJOY.)#(and a bonus sketch bc it made me laugh 😂)#(ruza WILL in fact court the ladies by taking them on a romantic moonlit hunt)#(when she was a doctor in jharaval she had a big beautiful orchard to take ladies out walking in buT IN THE HUNT THE GAYS JUST MAKE DO!!!!)

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astars-things · 1 year

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celebrating wins

*photo from Pinterest

liked by carlossainz55 danielricciardo and others

Landonorris celebrating wins the right way 😉

tagged Y/nusername

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Y/nusername ❤️😉

georgerussel63 gross

user2 damnn don't know who im jealous of y/n or Lando

danielricciardo wrap it before you tap it

> Landonorris thanks bro

carlossainz55 Bleach i need bleach

Lewishamilton there are children on the app

#lando norris #fluff #x reader #imagines #send in requests #formula 1 day #200 followers #lando norris x reader #fake instagram #ig edit

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shhh-secret-time · 19 days

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You know you're bright as the morning, as soft as the rain. - @lulu24784 ☀️

Pretty as a vine, as sweet as a grape. - @theartichrist 🌙

If you can sit in a barrel, maybe I'll wait. - @tinyalcoholicwitch 💫

Until that day

I'd rather take my whiskey neat

My coffee black and my bed at three

You're too sweet for me.

Hey, thanks for 200 followers and 200 kudos on AO3! Seriously, I don't deserve how kind you've all been to me and those of you who have gone out of your way to make me feel better than I am. I honestly don't know what else to say, but thank you.

I love you all very much.

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inkstainedhandswithrings · 1 year

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Hi Phie! Congratulations on 200 followers, you deserve all the love! 🥰 I’d like to request prompts 12 and 39 (if I can do two; if not, you can pick which one! No worries!) for Commander Cody (shocker lol) x fem!reader :)

Thank you so much, and congrats again!!

MOLLY!!! This took me so long, I'm so sorry!! (I have another request to complete that I haven't even started yet, but ANYWAY)

Um,,,, this is not a drabble lol. it's a lot longer. It's also more angsty than I intended but I had fun with it tbh 😅

SO!!

Love & War. Cody x f!reader

prompts: 12. "By the gods, you love her, don't you?" (altered to *Maker,...) & 39. "You are the most beautiful thing I've ever seen"

warnings: alcohol, slight angst, not beta'd

words: ~2k

summery: Cody gets a talking to from his brothers and has a realisation.

I'm gonna tag @softsunburstlove since I know Nova's currently keenly interested in anything Cody.

masterlist

Taking another sip from his drink, Cody sighed as he looked across the bar. His brothers were dancing, talking, drinking. Having a good time. Meanwhile, he stuck to his far corner, drinking in silence. It had been... a long week. With the relentless death of war and the mounts of paperwork and planning and strategy meetings...

But that wasn't the thing stealing Cody's sleep. His mind had been on you. It was always on you. Ever since the day the two of you met.

But he was the Marshall Commander of the Grand Army of the Republic and they were in the middle of a war. He couldn't allow himself any distractions. Thinking of the work he accomplished this week though, and the quality of it, he had to consider the fact that that ship might've sailed.

So he sighed, and he took another sip, and suddenly Wolffe, Gree, Fox and Rex were taking a seat across from him. So much for a quiet evening.

"Been looking for you, brother," Gree started, taking a sip from his own drink. "You been hiding from us?"

"Not at all," Cody replied lamely. One look at Rex told him that he'd seen right through him. Truthfully, he didn't expect to be able to lie to Rex. The man himself couldn't lie his way out of a paperbag, but he was quite discerning when it came to his brothers. Though seeing as he ran the 501st, he likely had to be.

"Really? So you're just hanging out in the far corner of the bar, all by yourself, because you wanted us to find you?" Rex fired back.

"Rex," Cody said slowly, in a tone his brother knew all to well.

Rex relented right away, knowing better than to push him. He knew Cody was a smart man. But he also knew he tended to overthink things. That did mean he was always prepared for any possible outcome. It just... took him a while to get there. And Rex certainly understood the importance of thinking this through well enough.

Wolffe, however, was much more blunt than Rex. And much more curious. And he didn't necessarily care about pushing a bit too hard.

"Codes," he began, and was immediately interrupted.

"Don't call me Codes," Cody said, far too quickly. His statement was met with complete disregard.

"If you have a problem, I'd suggest you talk to your vode. Pushing us away and hiding in some corner isn't gonna get you anywhere, vod."

Cody tapped the side of his cup. Wolffe made an excellent point. Talking to his brothers was usually the way he solved the toughest problems. And when they couldn't be solved? His brothers would buy the rounds until they were. He could always count on them.

But thinking of you now? Of your deep eyes, and your beautiful smile and your loving hands touching his body, caressing away the horrors of the war?

Sharing that felt like giving a piece of it up. Telling anyone at all would feel like it wasn't his, and his alone anymore.

Cody realised it was childish, seeing as Rex had already put two and two together. Not exactly a difficult equation either, seeing as he disappeared for conspicuous amounts of time every few days. And that one time you were at 79's with your friends and you caught his eye across the room and he felt like he couldn't breathe anymore. Rex had been right beside him to witness it all. He was grateful that his brother clearly hadn't spoken a word about it, but it did also mean that now that he was having doubts the choice of telling them was his alone too.

Cody sighed deeply, still studying the liquid inside the glass. "It's complicated..."

"Ah," Fox began, nodding knowingly, "it's a girl."

Cody scoffed, looking off to the side. His brothers knew him a tad bit too well.

Wolffe chuckled deeply, leaning over to smack Cody's arm. "And what girl wields enough power to have the Marshall Commander this out of sorts?"

He looked up from his glass briefly to address his brother. "We...," he cleared his throat. "We met shortly after the second Battle of Geonosis."

Wolffe scoffed, rolling his eyes. "Piece of advice, maybe don't try to make a living as a story-teller after the war."

After the war. He'd heard that phrase a lot lately. From you of course. How you'd buy them a house on some back water planet after the war. How you two would start a family after the war. How after the war all would be well. How he could rest after the war.

"Geonosis? That's almost a year ago now, isn't it?" Rex asked, realising that he didn't know as much of the full picture as he once thought.

"Yeah," Cody confirmed. He'd been counting the days since he met you. Wanting to savour every last one of them, knowing that every tally mark on the side of his bunk could be the last.

"So you've been with this girl for...?" Rex trailed off.

"Does it matter?" Cody shot back. Then he threw back the last of his drink and looked out into the crowd again. Gree had brought a bottle of whiskey with him. He quickly filled Cody's cup again, receiving a grateful nod, however, unaccompanied with his usually warm smile.

The others exchanged worried looks, silently communicating what they were all thinking; Cody wasn't himself right now. Something must've happened.

"So a girl," Fox began, always the political one, "A girl you've been with for a while. Isn't that a good thing?"

"Yeah, no," he cleard his throat again. "Yeah, it's great," he said, unconvincingly.

"Okay, how'd you screw it up?" Wolffe asked.

"I didn't!" Cody shot back. Too quickly to keep up his detachment. He deflated then, admitting to the fact that he'd lost. "I didn't screw anything up. Neither did she. Everything's been great for a long time."

"Then what's the problem?" Gree asked.

"It's... she takes it as a promise. Something I can keep. Like my surviving the war this long means that we have a future where I don't need to sneak around, lie to all my superiors and brothers and...," he trailed off, emotion swelling in his chest. Damn, how much had he had today? "I know I can't give her what she wants. I can barely keep it up now."

"If it's more trouble than its worth why not just break it off?" Wolffe offered, always the pragmatic one.

Rex shot him an angry look, but Cody understood their brother. He and Wolffe had always been a bit more... detached than the others. Rex didn't date a lot but when he met someone he liked he was head over heels before the first date was over. He couldn't help it, he just felt that deeply.

Cody certainly felt deeply for you but... something permanent? He'd never had that. War would never provide him with consistency. He had accepted that but he wasn't sure you understood that. How could you? You were a civilian. The sweetest, loveliest, most beautiful civilian he has ever met. But this part of him, you would never fully grasp. He accepted that too. At least he thought he did. But lately, more and more, it was like there was a war going on inside of him. His emotions going haywire all the time and he didn't even know why. And more and more, the center of his thoughts, his feelings, his plans... was you. But that wasn't realistic. That wasn't how this was going to end. Right?

When Cody still didn't speak, didn't even look at them Wolffe's eyes widened and he spoke the words Rex was silently begging him to swallow. "Maker, you love her, don't you?"

He might've choked on his drink. "I... what do you... I'm not... I can't," he sputtered in-between coughing.

When he managed to crack his eyes open again, the entire table was looking at him with identical grins. Even Rex, the little shit.

But damn, if it wasn't the truth. The truth he had been too stubborn to admit. The truth that, at it's core, might not have been as scary as it sounded in his mind. Still scary but... there were worse things, right? Right.

The one thing Cody did know for sure is that the rest of this conversation wasn't going to be conducted with his brothers. He quickly jumped up and mumbled "Excuse me."

****

It was late when he knocked on your door. Usually he comm.s first. Just as a curtesy. He's like that. A little uptight, but always with a warm and kind heart behind it.

So you're quite surprised when he shows up out of nowhere smelling of whiskey and smoke and 79's. But you've had worse surprises.

You smile, a bit of concern glimmering in your eyes.

"Cody? Hey, sweetie, is everything okay?"

You remember the last time he showed up like this. It was after a tough mission. The Citadel, you vaguely remember.

Next thing you know he's grabbing your hips and pressing his lips against yours. You're taken aback now, this is totally new. He'd never been that assertive. Always kind, gentle, caring, loving. This wasn't him. There was a new... hunger in him.

You pull away quickly, not because you don't want him to kiss you but because you're worried. When you search his eyes, you see tears in them.

"Hey, hey," you coo gently, cupping his face. "What happened? Who did we lose?"

"No one," he chokes out, shaking his head. He then pulls you close again, burying his face in your hair.

You're still standing in the door, for all your neighbours to see. You couldn't care less.

"Tell me what's going on, love," you whisper into his ear. "What happened?"

He takes a shaky breath to steady himself and walks the two of you inside more, shutting the door behind him.

"I never told you," he says, his voice still impossibly strained.

You grow nervous now. Was he keeping secrets from you? Was there...?

"What do you mean? Is there-?"

He cuts you off. "There's no one else. I just... I never told you... I love you."

A few moments of silence pass and suddenly you're taking a deep breath and a teary smile appears on your face. "That's okay. I always knew. You didn't have to tell me. I could see it. It's okay."

He frowns, his grip on you tightening as he shakes his head, tears threatening to spill. "No, it's not! It's not. I... I should have..."

You cut him off this time. "I have no idea what it's like to be a soldier. But I know that, saying it to you? Knowing that you might not come back next time? It was the hardest thing I ever had to do. I didn't mind that you couldn't do it till now. I knew. I always knew."

He heaves a deep sigh, as if a weight fell off his shoulders and leans his forehead on yours, eyes fluttering close. "You are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. I love you so much. I'm sorry I wasn't stronger. I'm sorry I wasn't even trying to search my feelings. I'm sorry I wasn't ready to commit."

You smile a little the softest of laughs escaping you, making him feel like his heart was about to burst. "What you couldn't see in yourself, I always knew was there. I never doubted you. You might not have said it, may not have known it was there. But I knew. That was enough for me."

He shakes his head, a few tears falling from his eyes as his nose brushes against yours. "Cyare. How are you so perfect? So patient with me?"

You press a chaste kiss to his lips. "Because I love you."

He spent the night then, whispering silent promises to you. About love, and the future, of all the two of you would do after the war. But the phrase he said most -- over and over again in fact -- was the one he never thought he'd say to anyone.

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