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talesfrommedinastation · 8 months

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My redneck neighbor Doug's interpretations on various 'Bad Batch' characters: Side Character Edition!

I'm chuffed that everyone thinks my neighbor Doug is funny: he really is a gem. I had no idea we'd bond over Star Wars and crappy weather, but here we are.

Naturally, I had to bother him about other characters that showed up on The Bad Batch, so, here we go!

Phee Genoa: Ah-ha, that there’s Church Lady. You know her, she’s got a big square in her pocketbook and you don’t know if it’s pound cake or a brick, because the Lord saves but He can’t help you in the alley when you’re in Treme and the streetlights just turned on. She has two ex-husbands who are both preachers and they turned to Jesus because they are so scared of Church Lady in court.

(So I guess he’s saying Phee has raw WHO DAT energy, for my Saints fans out there)

Cid: Looking at this fat lizard bitch makes me hungry. I call that one Houma-BBQ because I’m guessing we could feed a whole parish fire station based on the size of her tail. I wish she’d shut up, she reminds me of my mother-in-law.

Cad Bane: Homeboy looks like a Sesame Street character who teaches Big Bird about concealed carry laws. I call him Gun Safety Muppet. I don’t like him because he shot my Wife and I’s Boyfriend on the other show and his robot needs to be tossed into a wood chipper.

(“I’m not gay, but Jenny and I…well, we would make an exception to that man. You ever see ‘Deadwood’? Man is fine. I’m not GAY.”)

Fennec Shand: That’s The Chick that’s in Everything. She was on ER and Boba Fett and I think a Marvel show too? I like her. Hope she kills Gun Safety Muppet and hurls his blue ass into a dumpster.

Howzer: That’s my niece’s boyfriend, Jorge. We all love Jorge, nice guy, owns an auto repair shop and always remembers plates and napkins for the cookouts after church.

Gregor: Jorge’s cousin, Manny. Met him once at Christmas in Miami, nice guy, only drinks brown liquor and insists everyone arm wrestle him. But he’s got a good job as a PE teacher, we respect education, come on now.

The Martez Sisters: Aw, man, it’s Jorge’s Unemployed Sisters. I hate it when they show up for Christmas and get into fights with my momma.

(“Doug, you know they’re not related to the clones at all, right?” “Says who?” “The PLOT?” “Eh, they’ll change it, just watch.”)

Mayday: Aw, I liked this guy so much! That’s Sassy Park Ranger, he’s the type that gives you your camping permits, warns you about the bears, and then is all disappointed when you don’t properly stow your food and the bears destroy the campsite. I need to go back to Little River Canyon, that place was pretty.

Lt. Nolan: THAT STUPID BLOND JACKASS. (Doug was so enraged by the guy he had nothing else to add. Damn.)

Senator Chuchi: Why does this lady make me want a blue slushie? I’ll call her the Sonic Special. They need more Sonics here in the north, they really do.

Cody: That’s Obi-Wan’s Boyfriend, he’s sad all the time. We know why. (Confirmed that Doug is a Codywan shipper and I don’t know what to do about that)

Royce Hemlock: Is that Jimmy Neutron after he grew up and became one of those guys that’s on the internet all the time writing creepy things? It’s Jimmy-the-Scientist. He looks like the type of person dogs get weird around.

Rex: That's Rex. He's a king. Respect him.

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toska-writes · 1 year

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helloo! i love your writing so much and i wonder would you like to write commander cody with padawan reader, it's after order 66. and as we know in bad batch s2 he's gone to AWOL right? so what if he go to other planets anywhere and meet reader again (let's pretend he already removed his chip lol) imagine how he feels guilt meeting his little padawan after trying to kill her and her master (obi-wan) and how the reader react meeting him again especially looking at her cody sun armor become gray like shadow unlike him.

(sorry if my english kinda messed up, and have a great day!! <3)

Wow, just wow

“Sunshine”

Summary: after order 66 Cody jumps at only the chance to get at least one person from his old life back- no matter the cost

Paring: Cody x GN padawan Reader (it’s platonic!)

Warning: hurt/comfort nightmares ptsd let me know if I missed anything

Word count: 1822

Notes: I’m very proud of this one and I hope you enjoy! It’s also not proofread because I need some sleep

Cody’s head hurt again.

But it wasn’t like last time, he was in control now and always will be.

“How are you feeling Kotes?” Rex came around the tables and laid a hand on Cody’s shoulder.

To be honest Cody wasn’t sure what he was feeling, if anything. Nausea sat in the pit of his stomach but he feared that it wasn’t just from the procedure he went through.

A hand reached up to the side of his head, the fresh bandage felt course under his hand- the all to familiar feeling of before.

“I’m fine.” Cody’s voice was raspy and burned his throat- Rex picked up on this and quickly went to get him a drink of water.

There he sat alone.

He was alone for a while now, but nothing like this. If you went back a few week you would see the small spark of hope illuminating in his eyes.

Cody wasn’t sure of a lot of things since the war ended but maybe it was the illusion of hope that he and Crosshair could escape together.

“Good soldiers follow orders.”

Then Cody went AWOL. Finally it seemed that he got his mind right- the headaches and the dreams that plagued him however said otherwise.

Rex walked back in. Cody’s eyes were clouded in thought as he sat unmoving on the table.

Placing a ginger hand on his knee Rex has never seen is brother in such a state. But the way he felt in this moment- finally getting his free will totally returned to him was something he would never forget.

“Hey Kotes,” Rex helped him to his feet and lend him out into the halls. “We found something you might need to take a look at.”

Cody almost instantly snapped back to attention as the pair of brothers made their way back to the ship they arrived on.

“A few radars picked up on some chatter from the bounty hunters guild.” Rex returned to the Captain Cody knows and loves, things were going back to how they use to be.

“Why would your crew have any interest in the guilds?” Cody questioned, a little slow to connect the dots. “Your fighting an empire here.”

Rex stared at him for a moment, his try at a sarcastic tone clearly flew over Rex’s head.

It was one of the only times Cody has ever seen Rex so unsure about what he was about to say. “We picked up Y/N’s location. The bounty for Jedi are unbelievably high and I’m worried if one of us doesn’t get there in time it might go sour.”

Cody froze in his seat, the end of Rex’s sentence seemed to go blurry. The moment replayed every hour of the day, awake or asleep. He memorized the moment when he watched Obi-wan fall from that terrible hight.

He remembered the look you gave him as he turned to you, your lightsaber coming up in your shaky hands staring at him.

“Cody what’s going on?”

“I- they made it?” Cody looked at Rex, the dark thought that he was playing a terrible joke on him.

Rex only nodded his confirmation. Waiting for Cody to see just want he would do.

You wouldn’t want to see him. Cody didn’t even want to see himself. The terrors he’s created would never wash off no matter how hard he scrubbed.

The armor that surrounded him all his life was striped away, just like everything he has ever known. His sunshine was stripped away as well.

Taking a shaky breath in Cody whispered. “Take me to them.”

•••

Your head hurt again.

It was just like the last time, the moment you realized nobody was on your side anymore.

The purge left you stranded by yourself, unsure of what to do you fled as far as you could.

The outer rim served its purpose for now but the empire was expanding, and the hunters became bolder with their search.

Against your better judgment you tried to reach Ahsoka, Hunter even but it was no use.

Maybe now you were by yourself. Cutoff.

You sat up straight in your makeshift bed. The sheets bawled into your fist as your chest heaved and sweet ran down your back.

You weren’t safe even in your own mind.

You watched him fall. The scream you let out as you lost him over the edge. Everyone around you went off.

Cody. Your Cody turned to you next- all around you heard the all too familiar sound of blasters raising. Cody aimed for you as you brought your weapon up, the thought of hurting any of them never crossed your mind before.

“Cody.” You had tried. “Cody what’s going on?”

The blaster that was shot at you was the moment you woke this time. Other times you weren’t as lucky to be spared with the memory.

The sky was masked with the darkness of the night, your clock told you at you barely sleep 2 hours since you tried to go to sleep.

You gathered yourself as practically dragged yourself to the only window in your “home”

This wasn’t home. Nothing would come close to what the word use to mean to you, but it was soemthing keeping you mildly safe.

The sky above never really changed, it was the only constant you found after the end of the war. The only thing you could depend on that would never harm you.

Your head buzzed again, for a split second you turned to your hidden saber, the weapon you couldn’t pick up since you arrived on this rock. The crystal within buzzed constantly in your ear, begging to be picked up once again.

It use to be a background noise that grounded you, but things have changed.

You stared into the darkness for a moment, the lightsaber wasn’t it. Turning your attention back to the outside world the familiar feeling felt crooked in your chest.

It wasn’t really right, but it was something you recognized none the less.

A cloak that you threw around yourself countless times before made its way to your shoulders- masking you from others and you left closing your door silently behind you.

For a moment you thought maybe, just maybe it was your master heat to tell you everything would be ok, to help you just as he had countless times before.

But you couldn’t think like that, like you use too. Hope burned within you as you followed the force you tried desperately to get rid of.

•••

Cody tried the comm channel he used countless times before, he could practically put it in with his eyes closed.

But of course no answer.

He did try once before- the first night he ran from the empire, alone in the back of a transport ship he tried to reach the Jedi he grew fond of.

It was one of the only instants the commanders eyes watered slightly and his nose ran.

Rex was waiting near by with the ship as he walked the streets of this planet alone. His armor was covered with a poncho Rex lent him and frankly it was the best he could do.

He hoped that you weren’t here, the disgusting streets and inhabitants made him sick. But what if this was better than see him again?

Cody shook that last thought. His hand shook slightly at his side which was a nervous habit he picked up a long time ago.

His eyes scanned the dark scenery for any sign that you might have been here, a sign Cody hoped nobody else could pick up on.

On instinct he turned down an alley to his left, this was definitely not the place to be at this time.

His eyes squinted trying to pin point a figure towards the end. This was the only time he wished for his helmet that didn’t seem his own.

Something ate at the inside of him again. His breath was sparse wondering if his eyes were playing tricks on him. If his mind was no longer his own.

The figure took a few steps from the shadows that engulfed them. The moon illuminated someone that haunted every minute of his life.

You held a blaster out in front of you, but this time you didn’t shake.

Cody didn’t dare take another step. His eyes were firmly planted on the ground as he kneeled down dropping his blaster in front of him.

“Cody?”

He could only nod, afraid that his voice would highlight just how vulnerable he felt in this very moment.

But he had to say something, he couldn’t leave you again.

“I’m- I’m so sorry kid.” His voice broke through his words. This uncertain feeling engulfed him like a flame showing no mercy. “Sorry, I’m sorry.”

You stared at him for a moment. Taking in the sight- clearly things were different. The sunshine was stripped from him. His eyes, though they tried to avoid you, seemed hollow.

You thought of two things in this moment.

You wanted to run, run from someone that could hurt you all over again, someone that you weren’t even sure you could trust.

You could try to hang onto one of the only things that you so desperately needed. You needed someone.

The blaster clanked to the ground as you walked to Cody. Your guard was up but the tears betrayed what you were really hoping for.

You hoped that Cody was himself again.

Cody looked up, your familiar eyes caught his own. The tears that he dried so many times fell across your cheeks, and he only wished to dry them one more time.

“I’m sorry.” He didn’t know what else to say, his mind left him and he could only mutter the only words that went through his head, as if they could make everything better.

You kneeled down with him. For a second Cody thought this might be a dream of his own and this was the moment that he would loose you once again.

But you stayed.

Quickly you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him flushed against you.

Cody wasted no time crushing you into him. You cling to him as he continued to whisper small apologies into your hair.

Through the muffled sniffles you voiced. “I liked your other armor kot’ika.”

For the first time in a while Cody found himself giving an actual laugh.

He nodded as he griped you even tighter as if he was afraid that if he let go you would leave.

“I think I could use some help painting it again.” He spoke a little louder. The emotions still sounded in his voice.

It was your turn to nod into his chest. For the first time in a while You found yourself crying tears of relief that finally someone was here for you again.

This time you weren’t going to let him go again.

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nukebag · 4 months

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love wins

(i know obi-wan’s not a clone but I know how much tumblr loves codywan so here’s my offering)

obi-wan scrunckle under the cut (put him in some situations)

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skywlker-sluvtt · 7 months

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𝑲𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒕𝒐𝒃𝒆𝒓 𝑫𝒂𝒚 𝑻𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒆

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a/n: hi my loves! sorry this one is a day late I'm having issues with google docs atm and i was in the emergency room with my brother but i'm back now <3

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cody x fem!reader warnings: grinding, dirty talk, overall porn without plot x word count: 464

As Cody walked through the front door, he could hear the needy whines from your bedroom. Still fully clad in his armour he snuck through the apartment until he could see your open door. The view of you grinding against a pillow, desperately bucking your hips into the fabric, mumbling his name repetitively. It was probably the hottest thing he’d ever seen you do. Removing his codpiece he enjoyed the few for a minute before getting an idea.

“Cyare, all you had to do was call” He smirked watching as you jumped from the bed in shock. “Cody you fucking pervert!” You shouted. “Nothing I haven’t seen before” He teased. “You’re late,” You tell him. “Yeah? And someone has no patience” He replied sitting on the edge of the bed, pulling you to his lap. You kissed him hard, he’d been gone all day and it was hard not to be so needy thinking of Cody. “How about you use my thigh like you did that pillow” He whispered removing his armour for you to get comfortable on him. “Cody” You whined nuzzling into his neck.

He chuckled and shook his head. “You’re being a brat right now baby, follow your orders” He whispers, you knew you were playing a dangerous game being whiny with him. “Yes commander” You mumbled. His hands were set on your hips beginning to guide your movements how he liked. The fabric of his blacks felt amazing against your pussy. Your wetness soaked through and you could feel how he flexed his thigh beneath you. “Commander” You whimpered. Cody admired your movements as you started to rut desperately. “Look at you mesh’la, so horny for me,” He said slapping your ass, encouraging you to go faster.

He continued to kiss you, your lips becoming swollen from his bites as you fucked against his thigh. “I can feel how wet you are it’s pathetic” He smirked against your neck beginning his trail of hickeys. “Cody please, I need your cock. T-This isn’t enough” You beg. “Yes, it is. You know you can baby” “I can’t” You replied breathlessly craving all of him. “Do it” He growled threading his fingers through your hair to tug on them, giving him better access to your neck. “Be a good slut for me”

Your hips began to move erratically chasing your orgasm. Cody admired how pathetic you looked. So desperate and wrapped up in your own pleasure that you didn’t care how you looked. “Cum for me baby, you know you want to” He smirked watching the familiar look on your face as you came repeating his name. You soaked his thigh perfectly resting your head against his armoured shoulder already feeling fucked out. “On the bed, we’re not finished yet Cyare” He whispered.

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corrieguards · 11 months

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Cody x reader Summary: The next time Cody spots you, he’s in a much better mood. Good enough that he decides to brave asking you out. Word Count: 2,5k C/W: none, Boil and Waxer are the ones being little shits this time A/N: finally finished the pt.2 for this fic!! Highly recommend you read the first one first as it is referenced a couple times. P.S may or may not be thinking of a pt.3 👀

Pt.1 Pt.2 Pt.3

The next time Cody spotted you, it was quite a few rotations later. 42 full standard rotations to be exact. Not that he’d been keeping count or anything.

He has sitting in the mess hall of the Resolute, Waxer and Boil playfully bickering on the bench in front of him. He tuned them out, doing a lazy survey of the tables. Everyone seemed to be in a good mood, troopers laughing and joking together through mouthfuls of rations.

It had been another joint mission with the 501st. One that run much smoother than last time. What was supposed to be a good 2 months worth of mission had ended up getting wrapped up in a little under a month, with no need for reinforcements and minimal casualties - which would explain the good moods.

A tiny part of him almost wished he had sustained some sort of injury. Just a small one, enough to warrant him a trip to visit you in the med bay. But he’d quickly squashed down that idea. He didn’t know what was wrong with him, but every time his thoughts strayed to you they were getting more and more idiotic.

He shakes his head, continuing his glance around the room before doing a double take when he reaches the medic table. Talk of the devil.

There you are, sitting next to Kix and smiling that same cheeky smile that had been playing on repeat in his head since he'd last seen you in the med-bay. Kix leans over to whisper something in your ear and Cody watched as you snort, eyes crinkling and nose scrunching up in an irritatingly cute way. Adorable.

A group of troopers walks into his line of vision, blocking you momentarily from his sight and effectively breaking his trance. He blinks a couple times, running a hand through his hair and lowering his gaze to the table in front of him.

Kriff, he needed to get a grip. You were gonna think he was some kind of creep staring at you from across the room like that.

He turns, trying to shift his focus on whatever Boil and Waxer are bickering about. Something about binders? He manages to catch a few sentences before his mind is straying again, eyes shifting to zero in on you before he can help it.

It was like you caught him in some sort of tractor beam, keeping him stuck on you and slowly slowly reeling him in.

You laugh at something Kix says, throwing your head back. Your neck is exposed and his eyes are drawn to it like a moth to a flame. It looks so soft, so delicate. He licks his lips subconsciously. How would it feel if he were to kiss it? suck it? What sounds would you make if he were to just graze his teeth-

" -mander, Commander!" Waxers hand waving in front of his face breaks his trance, shaking his head slightly to clear it.

Fuck, he'd been staring again.

He runs a hand through his head to ground himself, blinking a couple times before looking back up. He’s greeted by the sight of Boil and Waxer’s matching teasing smiles staring straight back at him.

He narrows his eyes at them suspiciously “What’re you two looking at?”

Boil smirks, sharing a look with Waxer who just shrugs, grinning “I think the more important question is who were you looking at Commander?"

Cody scoffs, rolling his eyes, but doesn’t deny it. They try again, Boil speaking up this time.

“So.. Who’s the poor sap you’re trying to kill with that death glare?

“It wasn’t a death glare” Cody grumbles, tilting his head to pointedly face Boil before uttering the next words “Although I can sure think of someone else who might be asking for one right about now.”

Boil seems unphased by the threat though, grinning as Waxer leans forward excitedly

“Aha! So you admit it, you were staring.”

“I wasn’t staring.” Cody grits out, crossing his arms in front of his chest “I was just… observing”

Boil raises an eyebrow, smiling teasingly “Observing?”

“Yeah. Observing.”

Waxer rolls his eyes, realising Cody isn’t going to give in - so he shifts to a different tactic “Okay… Fine, who were you observing so intently then?”

Just as Cody goes to roll his eyes, he faintly hears your laugh again, head tilting against his will until he can just peek around Boil's shoulder to catch a glimpse of your smile. You’re so pretty when you laugh.

Boil and Waxer both follow his gaze, twisting in their seats. Waxer chuckles, looking at Cody over his shoulder “The medic? From the 501st?”

As if you can hear them, Cody he watches in horror as you turn, startling slightly upon finding three troopers watching you from across the tables. You recover quickly though, eyes lighting up when you recognise the grumpy commander among them, raising your hand to send him a wave.

He cringes, raising his hand in an awkward half-wave, half-salute like he can’t quite decide which one is more appropriate.

You giggle, leaning over to excuse yourself from Kix before sliding out of your seat and heading towards his table.

Immediately, he stiffens, panic rising more and more as you get closer to the table. Kriff what if you’d noticed him staring? What was he supposed to say to that?

All thoughts screech to a halt when you come to a stop across the table from him, giving him one of those devastatingly adorable smiles. Fuck.

“Commander Cody” you greet him, giving him a small salute, cheeky smile still on your face.

With the way he's staring at you, anyone would think you'd just caught him falsifying reports or something. So you raise your hands in mock surrender.

“No need to looks so scared y’know, I promise I don’t have any needles on me this time."

He rolls his eyes, smiling despite himself.

“What’s this about needles?” a voice pipes up next to you and you turn, jumping slightly at seeing two troopers in 212th armour looking up at you from their seats.

You glance back at Cody, questioning look on your face. Cody takes the hint, nodding towards the two men as he introduces them to you.

“These are Waxer” you turn to look at the trooper he’s pointing to, smiling when he send you an excited wave

“And Boil” the second clone raises his cup in greeting, giving you a small nod.

The first one, Waxer you think, stretches out his hand for a handshake, smiling brightly “That’s us. Finest men of the 212th, at your service ma’am”

You accept the hand shake, chuckling when you hear Cody muttering under his breath "One time, I said that one time."

So you weren’t the only one who enjoyed getting on the Commander’s nerves. Good to know.

“Mind if I sit?”

Cody shrugs, waving his hand towards the benches in what you assume is a gesture of permission. You lift a leg to climb into the seat, stopping when you realise the two troopers are still sitting there, effectively taking up most of the space.

Cody frowns, turning to look pointedly at his men

“Don’t you two… Have somewhere to be?’”

“Nope.” Boil says, popping the p for emphasis, his brother next to him shaking his head in agreement. Cody's scowl deepens, raising a brow at both of them

“Well I suggest you find something to do before I choose it myself. Latrine duty’s been looking real empty for a while-”

Before you can blink, both men shoot up out of their seats, helmets tucked neatly under their arms.

“On second thought, we have that thing, don't we Waxer?”

You watch amused as his counterpart frowns, eyes widening in realisation when his brother gives him a sharp elbow to the ribs “Oh. Oh right yes… that thing. How could we forget.”

Their commander watches, unamused as they give him a salute, turning to you to give you a nod (and a wink from Waxer) before hurrying away together towards the doors.

You giggle, sliding into the seat and watching them disappear around the corner before looking back at the man in front of you. He's already staring straight back at you, and it makes you stomach flip pleasantly.

“They're funny.”

Cody grunts, rolling his eyes for what feels like the 6th time “They're a pain in my ass, that's what they are”

“I doubt anyone is ever not a pain in your ass Commander.” you smile, winking playfully “Except maybe me.”

“Especially you.”

You laugh merrily, not taking the comment to heart in the least. He watches again as your face lights up, eyes zeroing in of the crinkles on your nose as his stomach flutters uncomfortably. What the hell was wrong with him today?

He shifts in his seat, clearing his throat and quickly changing the subject.

“I though you said you were never going to bring up the needle incident again.”

You grin, tilting your head “Did I?”

He nods.

“You said, and I quote 'It’ll be our little secret’. Not much of a secret if you tell all my men.”

“Oh please, it was only two of them.”

“Trust me, telling Boil and Waxer is basically telling the whole GAR”

“Sorry, couldn't help it” You grin, not looking in the least bit sorry “It was too cute to resist.”

He scowls, but it doesn't quite reach his eyes

“…Cute?”

“Yeah, real cute”

“It was not cute, it was a moment of weakness.”

You shrug, grin only getting wider “Like I said, cute.”

Cody scoffs, but you don’t miss his cheeks warming just the slightest shade of pink “You're impossible.”

“Aww, thanks.” You quip back quickly, and he can't help the dumb smile pulling at the corners of his lips. You never missed a beat, and it was karking hot.

A surprisingly comfortable silence blankets the space between you before Cody clears his throat again.

“So… Got any plans for shore leave?” he asks, trying to keep him voice as neutral and nonchalan as he can.

It seems to work because you just shrug, hands fiddling with the cup on the table in front of you “Dunno, Kix was trying to convince me to head to 79’s with him and the boys.”

Cody perks up. 79’s was good, neutral ground, public enough that it would seem too obvious but still personal enough that he could get some one on one time with you. He shuffles forward in his seat, elbows leaning on the table

“And… Are you going?”

You glance up at him, narrowing your eyes teasingly “Why do you wanna know Commander?”

His lips part slightly, trying to think of a way to phrase it that didn’t make him seem too eager.

“Just wondering whether I should comm the Corries. Let them know to look out for trouble at 79’s tonight”

For a second, you look the tiniest bit crestfallen, like you were expecting a different answer.

But as quick as it's there, it already gone. Replaced by that fucking perfect smile that he's starting to get addicted to.

“No need Commander, I doubt I’ll be going anyway.”

Oh. Okay so definitely not the answer he was hoping for. He racks his brain, trying to think of a subtle way to pry further without seeming too eager.

He’s so lost in thought that he doesn't even notice his comm beeping until you look down at his wrist, pointing at it.

“Don’t you maybe wanna answer that?”

He frowns, confused before his brain catches up, quickly lifting his wrist to his mouth and clicking the comm line open.

“Cody here” he grumbles, still scowling slightly at being interrupted. Another clones voice crackles through the comm, smile evident even through the transmission.

“Commander, we have a uh… situation down at the barracks sir”

“What kind of situation?” Cody asks carefully

“A ‘Boil and Waxer’ situation sir” the clone replies, Cody’s brows furrowing deeper at the sound of snickering in the background “You’d uh... better come down here, Sir."

Cody sighs, long and loud, scrubbing a hand down his face before muttering a reply “I’ll be there in 5”

He clicks the transmission closed, lifting his gaze to send you an apologetic look, but is surprised to see you still looking at him with the same smile as before, not in the least annoyed.

“Those the two from before? The ‘pain in your ass?” you inquire, biting your lip to quell your giggle and he grunts, nodding in conformation.

“Unfortunately.”

You chuckle, placing two hands on the table to push yourself up from your seat “Well, I’ll let you get to it Commander. I’ll see you ‘round”

You send him one more cheeky smile, before swiveling on your heels and turning to leave. Just as you go to take a step, Cody reaches out to grasp your elbow, stopping you in your tracks.

You turn, brows furrowing in question and he swallows, gathering up the courage to ask the question that’s been on the tip of his tongue.

Swallowing down his pride he takes his his hand of your arm, licking his lips. Fuck it. If he can body-tackle droids in the battle field, then he could handle a little rejection.

“Maybe I’ll see you outside the GAR uniform next time. Say… 2100 hours at 79’s, tonight?”

You turn to face him fully, smirking and tilting your head as a teasing tone takes over your voice.

“Commander, are you… asking me out?”

He shrugs, but the way he's still looking at you expectantly, hands clasped together behind his back betrays his nervousness. The next grin you give him though, is so genuine and blinding that it immediately sweeps all the doubts from his mind.

“It would be my pleasure” You smile, giving him the same stupid exaggerated bow as you did last time in the med bay. This time though, he doesn’t even try to hide his smile, eyes crinkling as he shakes his head fondly.

“I’ll see you there, Cody”

You send him one last wink over your shoulder, before turning and heading towards the doors. He watches you go, eyes unable to tear away from the back of your head until you’d slipped past the doors and out of sight. He slumps down in the seat again, dumb smile still on his face even after you’ve gone.

Kriff, you were something else.

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chopper-base · 1 year

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Rex: How many clones does it take to screw in a light bulb?

Cody: ???

Rex: At least four. One to screw it in and three for emotional support when the one inevitably drops and shatters the bulb.

Fives: ...it waS ONE TIME-

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circadianaa · 1 year

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do you like clones? do you wear clothes? you should wear CLONE CLOTHES !!!!!

i finally have these bad boys up on my etsy shop!! i have shirts and crewnecks available with rex, fox, cody, and fives!

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wanderneverlost · 28 days

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Good Soldiers - Short Fan Animation

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If you want your heart ripped out too, go ahead and watch....

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clone-trooper-cheese · 5 months

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My simping ass me is asking if you have the time or motivation to draw the shirtless Rex with popsicle but with Cody? I knew you said you didn’t wanted to draw his visor stuff but…

I love you tho 💕💕💕

(And only if you have the time or the vibe. Pls don’t do it just bc random ppl (me) asked)

Here you go! I had a bit extra time and motivation lol...

Hope you like it!

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miseries-mistress · 1 year

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THE WAY YOU LOOK TONIGHT | COMMANDER CODY

This fic is for the @cloneficgiftexchange , my story is too @chicknstripz based of the prompt "Do you think they saw us sneak off?"

Synopsis: Galas have never interested you. Dressing up, smothering makeup on, and entertaining people who attended for appearances alone is pitiful as well as painful, but an unexpected guest turns the dreadful night around.

Warnings: female reader, fluff, kissing, no spice, happy fucking ending bc he deserves one. W/C: 1225

Notes: i know you said fluff, but i had to add a pinch of sadness. i actually can't help myself! I hope you like it!

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You'd rather be anywhere but here. No matter how the senators framed this gala, it was nothing but an excuse to garner support for the Republic and funds despite the invite plastering "charity" over the heading. Being an advisor to the Republic, you often attend such events in a dress worth more than most Corosants residents' paychecks. It's a requirement for someone working so in-depth with Jedi and clones alike, no matter how entitled you feel and far from the comfort of your uniform when you step into the building.

Soft classical music floats out the grand doors, and the troopers you pass by nod respectfully after noticing you from your many appearances through different battalions. You could easily be picked out among the rest, whether it was how uncomfortable you looked or the dress that didn't fit quite right, you didn't know. You offer them a smile before turning back to polite chatter barely above the melody. Maybe you would have enjoyed this more and soaked in these rare pleasantries if tomorrow's work hadn't hung over your head so dauntingly. Working with the 501st never bothered you. In fact, you got along well with Rex and his men, but pursuing any diplomacy with Anakin present is nothing short of exasperating, so much so that you find it hard to believe he holds the rank of a Jedi.

"Well, don't you look lonely?" the man behind you asks. An unmistakable husk to the teasing lilt in his voice prompts your head to jerk in surprise. You turn, caught in Cody's gaze, while the confidence slowly drains from his eyes the longer you hold it, finally noticing the front of your dress dripping down your curves. There's something inexplicable in his stare, the way it slowly slides down your body, an emotion you could only compare to ravenous enlarging his pupils.

"You look…" he trails off, his Adam's apple bobbing as his irises find their way back to yours in an attempt to formulate the words congealed in his throat. "Really nice."

He bites back a wince. That's not what he wanted to say.

Your chuckle does little to settle him, his mind rushing with possibilities of how you interpreted his complement as your hands run down his suit lapel, and he tries to straighten himself, maybe to seem presentable in front of you. Even after all the battles you've witnessed together, Cody still makes an effort to look like what he feels is a "real man." As if there was such a thing.

"And you cleaned up nicely." He did. He really did. Cody looked almost...regal in the tailored black suit, rippling with lean muscle accentuated by the hugging fabric. Heat rises to your cheeks the longer you stare, and you clear your throat, forcing yourself to concentrate on what you're saying. "Well, I didn't expect you to show up tonight, not that it's unwelcome."

You offer him a smile, understanding his flushed expression as thinly veiled embarrassment, removing your hands from his chest. A look of longing flashes across his honeyed irises before he clears his throat, his hand rubbing sheepishly at his nape.

"Yeah, well, I usually see you before you're sent elsewhere. Besides, certain clone commanders were invited to showcase ourselves to members of the Senate…something about seeing us in person." He huffs, clearly disgruntled. "Not that it matters. It won't change their opinions of us."

You nodded. You've been around your fair share of senators throughout your career. But, being one of many ambassadors in the military and traveling across star systems to quell conflict in the people, senators often discarded them. Tossing their opinions forged from many years of training aside from the preconception that comes with the name. Seeing the hatred clones face is one thing, but witnessing how deeply it affects them is another.

Cody avoids your regard, searching for anything else to latch onto besides the raw emotions crackling in the air.

"Hey." A finger taps against his prominent jawbone, drawing him away from his thoughts. "Not right now. Let's just make the most of this time."

You reach for his hand, lacing your fingers and giving the rough skin a squeeze, calluses digging into yours. Loud laughter slices through the air, and your attention shifts to the group of aristocrats loudly talking among themselves, glasses of alcohol swinging loosely in their hands. You wince, the environment you created fleeting from your grasp just as Cody leans in, his mouth a hairsbreadth away from your ear, and a raspy breath accompanied by a hum is enough to have you hanging off every single word. "Let's get out of here, yeah? Make the most of our time?"

You can only nod, the words caught in your throat as the familiar warmth ignites in your stomach, spreading throughout your limbs until you're giddy with the implications of what comes next.

Knowing the layout better than you, he leads you by hand down the hall, passing guards in a hazy blur, your head reeling at the point of contact. The mysteriousness, the longing, the desire to be closer than you could have ever imagined has your breaths coming in shallow pants, desperate for some reprieve from the shared ache between you two.

Finally, the door slides open, the night air kissing your cheeks with a chilliness you feel under your skin. The soft shut of the door behind you and his face in front of yours allows an unprompted giggle to slide past your lips, stealing a glimpse of the door before peeking back at him.

"Do you think they saw us sneak off?" His lips twitch into a ghost of a grin, stepping towards you. You feel like teenagers, too wrapped in the moment to consider the consequences and everything that could crush what you've constructed into thousands of pieces, absorbed in the thrill of secrecy to consider your lives outside this instance. Not Republic members fighting for a better tomorrow, just lovers.

"You worry too much for your own good." Cody slides a hand up your cheek, and you can feel the pulse in his fingertips, the quickness of his breath. He seems nervous, debating the action before pressing his lips to yours in a tender cling. It's cliché the way it steals your breath away as you melt into him, and the hands that shift from your cheeks to shoulders and then slide painstakingly down your back are filled with tender warmth. You feel aware of everything at once, the pressure of his mouth, the taste of your kiss, the ardor of his hand cascading down the knobs of your spine, and the texture of his slightly cracked lips.

He holds your mouth captive so he can feel every place where they touch and every place when they pull away. You can't help but savor the air you share in seconds afterwards as you slip your nose across his, the instant too intimate to be painted by words. Even your breaths sync together while you stand there.

Cody's fingers drift to your hips, pulling you flush to his chest in a swift movement. Gentle hands draw circles along your covered skin, pressing a kiss next to your ear. His voice is husker than usual, mysterious, and inviting.

"But I wouldn't have it any other way."

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americiumam · 2 years

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do with less, so they can do more!

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talesfrommedinastation · 6 months

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My redneck neighbor Doug on 'The Solitary Clone'

Oh boy, a Daddy Warcrimes episode, happy happy joy joy!

Here it is, Doug's review of 'The Solitary Clone' or, as he calls it, 'Daddy Warcrimes Goes To Texas'.

Nothing much to say...enjoy, you lot. Doug liked this episode, but he likes Daddy Warcrimes the same reason I enjoy characters like the Joker and Daemon Targaryen: I AM NEVER BORED.

CW: Daddy Warcrimes do what he do and Doug narrates it. Need I say more? Oh and if you're from Texas, I apologize ahead of time. Doug shreds the Lone Star State something bad in here.

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Oh boy, we arrive at some dry-ass dump. It’s gross and there’s corn and everyone seems a little off. Must be Oklahoma.

Wait, there’s peaky mountains, must be Texas. Didn’t know Texas was in Star Wars but whatever.

Well, here’s the Empire, but wait! This dump is run by an angry lady with a bucket on her head dressed like a hippie beekeeper. I’ll call her Beekeeper Bitch.

Anywho, looks like Beekeeper Bitch is holding the government officials hostage today, which is what they do for fun in Texas I guess, besides make barbeques and do weird shit at football games. I hate A&M so much.

Now, here’s Daddy Warcrimes, having a nice nap in what looks to be the broom closet at my job where the junior engineers always end up banging each other at least once a week. I’m surprised there’s no bleach in there. Jeez, Daddy Warcrimes, no blanket?

Poor Daddy Warcrimes, trying to make friends with the other dudes at lunch and no one wants to go near him because he was forced to sleep in the Dirty Shag Closet. At least the clone cafeteria has turkey legs like Ren Faire. I wonder if it’s because Daddy Warcrimes crashes where the younger employees screw each other all day and there’s stains on the walls no one wants to talk about. Oh well.

Oh, now we gotta see MBA-Rob. No turkey legs for Daddy Warcrimes today. I hate this little asshole, of course he’s dicking around on his stupid assed phone while Daddy Warcrimes waits and fantasizes about killing and smoked meats.

No one will swipe right on you, Rob, you’re unemployed and gave your last girlfriend an itchy crotch. Or is it left? Up and down? How does that thing where you meet ladies work?

32 rotations…wtf is this Waterworld shit? How come Daddy Warcrimes isn’t burned to a crisp? How did he survive on that dump? Damn, the man must be part roach, I guess, wow.

Now he’s got his sweet Johnny Cash armor back on, just looking at him makes me wanna watch that western robot show with Ed Harris again. He’s hanging out in front of that script that possessed Linda Blair back in the day. Does Pazuzu exist in this universe?

Oh, shit, it’s Obi-Wan’s Boyfriend! What in the what what. Glad to see he’s still around! Where’s his gold armor? Did he get it after Obi-Wan…you know, that makes me too sad to think about. I’m sorry, Obi-Wan’s Boyfriend, that must have been rough on you.

Well, looks like he and Daddy Warcrimes are off! Where? They’re off on a charming romp to squash some rebellion!...wait, is this a good thing or a bad thing? Who are we rooting for? I’m confused. When did Star Wars get confusing? Am I old now?

Ya know who's not confused? Daddy Warcrimes! His job is pointing, shooting, killing. Which, I get, man. I worked in the oil industry. Speaking of which, they’re back in Texas, but where? Are they in Marfa? This looks like one of the shittier towns in West Texas, outside of El Paso. Are they making meth? Is the Empire the DEA?

You know, this place is quite nice for someone like Daddy Warcrimes. Second amendment respected, the locals spoke in grunt, and smoked meats for everyone! Speaking of Texas, I wonder if there’s a Buc-ee’s inside, and the Empire wants to take over their jerky emporium, and that’s where this mess came from.

I miss Buc-ees, I could go with a hot brisket sandwich and some Beaver nuggets, get some red velvet fudge for later.

No wonder Daddy Warcrimes is shooting everyone, the man is hungry!

God, DAMN, Daddy Warcrimes waiting and staying perfectly still while he’s getting shot at and the TANK holy SHIT he is a BAD ASS but a BAD PERSON and I am CONFUSED BUT I LIKE IT?

("Meat Muffin, you got a doctorate, diagnose me, what is this feeling where I’m confused but happy?"

"It’s just being happy, Doug, and my doctorate is not in psychology.")

And those crap robots are shooting at them again, but are these good guy robots? Didn’t we spend the last few years hating on them? Oh wait, they’re reprogrammed for defense…oh.

Have I ever told you how much I hate those damn things? They look like vacuum cleaners, if someone made art of a vacuum cleaner that they wanted to be human. Non sexy vacuum cleaners.

("Doug, when did you ever think vacuum cleaners were sexy?"

"Never, don’t know what you’re talking about.")

Why does this feel like an FBI siege? Is this based on Waco? Shit man, I was in the navy when that happened. This ain’t good. This really is Daddy Wacrimes's Texan adventure, isn't it?

But what is good is Daddy Warcrimes and his GUN. Look at those trick shots like the man is yelling ‘SKEET’ and ‘PULL’ like you wouldn’t believe. I bet he’s the type of person who throws a tantrum at the ice cream store because his favorite flavor is ‘bullets’ and it ain’t on the menu.

Look at him and Obi-Wan’s boyfriend just going up and killing robots left and right. He ain’t good, but that ain’t bad. Which is…good or bad? Ah, whatever, I like this damn show.

And there’s Beekeeper Bitch bitching at the Empire’s Bitch. Those couches look comfy.

Daddy Warcrimes is coming your way! When she’s not wearing her helmet, Beekeeper Bitch looks just like my niece! Wow! Oh, now I don’t know, is she bad? Good? She wants independence for her people, maybe Obi-Wan’s Boyfriend and Daddy Warcrimes can listen to her?

Oh, shut up, Empire Bitch, no one cares. ‘Execute her’ uh shut up, your hat sucks and don’t you know that Obi-Wan’s Boyfriend is a free-thinking MAN who might just up and take a DUMP on your LAWN.

Well, no. Damn, Daddy Warcrimes, you cold-assed sonofabitch.

‘Hang her body in the square’, what in the hell, this is dark, Dr Meat Muffin, are you letting your sweet girls watch this show? One of them’s a baby, I hope not.

(I was 100% watching this with my 2 year old, it was on Disney, what do you expect- Dr. MM)

Welp, Daddy Warcrimes is back where he started, chilling in the cafeteria and his new best friend is his helmet. Wonderful. The helmet will at least make eye contact with him.

Back to MBA-Rob being a dick to everyone and now Obi-Wan’s Boyfriend has run off. Probably to drink himself into a stupor and cry in a shower somewhere. I know I would, too.

We really didn’t learn anything in this episode, did we? Well, I learned that Daddy Warcrimes is living a confusing life, never gets to eat and has to sleep in the Dirty Shag Closet. But at least he's got his helmet and his gun and MBA-Rob.

I know he’s bad, but he’s good at that, which is bad…but for me, it’s good?

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