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floffytofu · 8 months

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The Commander

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You nervously tug at your padawan braid, trying to calm the thoughts race through your mind like a stampede. Today you are gonna meet your clone troopers batallion 212th. You always adore clone troopers. Watching them fight for republic in holonet with bravery, they may have the same faces but they're different in force. You can't wait to meet them but also nervous at the thought. What if they didn't like you? Since you're too young and what if they feel you're a burden, what if they think you didn't suit being in this war, what if-

"You're thinking too much Padawan, I can sense you nervous. But don't worry, I assure you, they would love you" Your Master said, smiling down at you as he fixed your Padawan braid again, after you kept messing it due to your nervousness. It's like a little tradition between the two of you now. Of course, you can braid it by yourself. but he insists he had to be the one who did it, and it really warms your heart.

After he fixed your braid, your master leaned over and checked your restraint harness once again like a worried tooka mother making you giggle. "I'm fine Master, you already checked it like 6 times"He laughed, and pat your head "Well better be safe than sorry"

After a few hours you finally arrived, the Republic Gunship gently touched down on the landing pad of the negotiator cruiser. With a steady stride, you followed your Master toward the exit ramp of the gunship. Your heart skipped a beat as you almost stumble, too busy looking at your surroundings. The welcoming sight that greeted you took your breath away, a meticulously lined-up formation of the 212th Battalion stood before you.

Obi-Wan cleared his throat, the anticipation in the air was palpable as all eyes turned towards you. making you slightly nervous, "Troopers, this is my new Padawan. From now on, they will work together with us. They have shown great dedication and courage in their training. And I trust in their abilities to serve alongside us" You stepped forward looking up to meet the troopers' gaze. your voice, though tinged with a touch of nervousness. "It's an honor to serve the republic alongside all of you" you looked at your master for reassurance before continuing "I may be young and still have much to learn, but I will do my best to serve alongside each and every one of you"

The troopers observed you with a mix of curiosity as murmurs of appreciation spread through the troopers. One of the soldiers couldn't help but comment "you're so small, can I carry you sir?" a few chuckles and smirks rippled through the troopers, following with the sound of a gloved hand striking the surface of a trooper's helmet echoed through the air, as one of them smack the trooper's helmet, receiving a surprised grunt from the trooper who received the unexpected tap.

'Ouch, what was that for?'

'Shut up Waxer'

You chuckle at the sight, they may be soldiers, but their force signature is welcoming. almost feel like─ home. Obi-Wan, standing beside you, couldn't help but join in the moment, his own smile mirroring yours. After the brief interaction and exchange of introductions, the troopers disbanded, each one returning to their respective duties. As you and your master talk about the next training, the sound of approaching footsteps caught your attention. Turning your gaze, you saw the trooper with slightly different armor. His force signature is warm. And his armor is adorned with unique markings like the sun.

Obi-Wan followed your gaze, noticed your curiosity and stepped forward. "Allow me to introduce you," he said, his voice calm and measured. "This is Commander Cody, one of the key leaders within the 212th Battalion." Commander Cody took off his helmet as he nodded in acknowledgement. "Commander" he spoke to you, your own eyes meet him as you whispering "Warm."

Cody didn't understand why his General brought young Jetii to the battlefield. He understands Ahsoka since she's not that young and she can handle herself, but looking at your tiny figure and your small hands. Cody feels⎯worried, it's not like he didn't trust his general. He trusted Obi-Wan even with his own life. The battlefield was a place of danger and chaos, and he hesitated to expose a child to its harsh realities. but it's not like he can do anything about it, since he is just a clone commander. and he made for serving Jetii. He's a soldier who made to follow orders without questioning them. Yet, his thoughts persisted, contemplating the potential impact of this change.

Cody met his general at cockpit. He didn't see you around and used this chance to talk with his jetii. Obi-Wan smiled at him as his gaze met with Cody's. "Something bothering you, my dear Cody?" Cody, trying to ignore the nickname glad having his helmet on to hide his blushing face, he cleared his throat, "Nothing general" he lied. Obi-Wan sighed and he placed a comforting hand on Cody's armored shoulder "You're not good at lying Cody, I know you are worried about my Padawan. But trust me my dear, I won't bring them for a big mission. And of course, I will do my best to protect them"

Cody's furrowed brow eased slightly as he absorbed Obi-Wan's words, "I'm sorry general, it's not like I didn't trust your judgement. It's just that they look so small and young. i just―" Obi-Wan eyes soften at this. A warmth spread through his chest, one he tried to bury deep within. Obi-Wan always tried so hard to resist these deep feelings he had for his commander, but he couldn't help it by looking at his dear Cody worried about his Padawan. Making him adore the clone commander more. With a gentle smile, Obi-Wan pushed those feelings aside as he locked his gaze with Cody once again. "Thank you for caring about my Padawan Cody, but I assure you as long as we're together nothing bad will happen"

Cody nodded at this, his heart quickened its pace as his gaze locked with Obi-Wan's. A swirl of emotions stirring within him, his eyes searched Obi-Wan's face, hoping his inner turmoil remained hidden beneath a mask of professionalism. He admired and respected the Jedi Master, but there was something more, something he dared not voice or reveal. The bond between them was unspoken but undeniable, both seem in denial or perhaps waiting for the right moment to utter connection between the two of them. For now, they would focus on the mission at hand, burying their feelings beneath layers of professionalism. But deep down, a flicker of hope burned within them, a belief that someday, when the time was right, when all of this was over, they would have the opportunity to embrace what their heart yearned for all along.

It was your first mission and it came rather unexpected in the middle of you and your master training. The council sent your batallion to assist 501st in geonosis. You feel nervous and excited at the same time. assisting 501st means you can meet Ahsoka again, but at the same time, this is also your first ever on the battlefield. You close your eyes and try to calm your mind as you hold your master's hand since you can't reach the handrail in the republic gunship. Sensing your nervousness, Obi-Wan offered a comforting smile at you. "ready my padawan?" you chuckle and take out your lightsaber as you step out from the republic gunship alongside with him and commander Cody. "Always do master"

The sight in front of you is already full of chaos, the air is heavy with tension as blaster fire streaks through the sky, leaving trails of light in its wake. The loud thud of exploding ordnance reverberates through the air, and the ground trembles with the impact of heavy machinery. Through the chaos, Obi-Wan's voice cuts through the clamor, "Cody told the men to hold our position until we find Anakin" Cody nodded dutifully as he commanded the troopers.

Besides you, Obi-Wan moves with precision and graceful, deflecting incoming blaster bolts with his lightsaber. "Stay close with me padawan, don't go anywhere until I told you so" You nodded as you tightly gript your lightsaber, your heart pounding in your chest. The deafening sounds of explosions and the shouts of soldiers blend into a symphony of warfare. Obi-Wan grunts when he uses the force to push some droids, he turns on the comlink "Anakin where are you? I swear-" a loud explosion sound cut Obi-Wan's voice, he sighed in frustration and rolled his eyes "that must be him, come on"

You and your master ran toward the explosion source, you can hear a Cody frustrated voice behind you telling his general to be careful only to get a reply with his smile, making you think this situation where your master runs toward the chaos must have happened very often before. When you arrive, you can see Anakin and captain Rex standing in the middle of broken droids. He smiles at Obi-Wan "took you long enough master" Obi-Wan sighs again as he looks around at droids wreckage, "Well can't help it since you left a lot of droids down there" Anakin is about to reply when his eyes landed on you "What this youngling doin here?" you gasp at him and felt offended.

You placed your hand on your hip in response, showing your annoyance. "Excuse me? I'm not youngling anymore. I am Master Kenobi padawan" you can feel your master and cody bite down a laugh as anakin looks baffled, "a padawan?? I thought you said you don't want one anymore after I got Ahsoka " Obi-Wan shrugged at him "you can say I changed my mind, talk about ahsoka where is she now?" Anakin only gave him that one look that Obi-Wan obviously didn't like at all. "Anakin, where is your padawan?" Obi-Wan asked again, more demanding this time.

Another explosion erupted, sending shockwaves through the air. a deafening boom echoed, followed by a blinding flash of light. The force of the blast propelled debris in all directions, shattering the surrounding silence. "That must be her sir" Rex said with sigh while Anakin smirk making Obi-Wan rolled his eyes again, "Anakin what did I tell you before about sending Ahsoka away without you?" Obi-Wan scolds him with a stern look, Anakin only shrugs at him and walking towards the explosion source with Captain Rex "She's not alone, I sent her away with a squad. And Fives, and oh also Echo"

After the dust settled from the explosion, Ahsoka and her squad troopers quickly regrouped, scanning the area for any surviving droids. Fives and Echo, with their blasters at the ready, covered Ahsoka as she took a cautious step forward, her lightsabers humming with energy. "Great work everyone, and now we wait until my master comes" Hardcase let out a groan, mumbling about wanting to blow up more droids, making ahsoka chuckle at him.

As you, Anakin, Obi-Wan, and Cody reached Ahsoka's location, the tension in the air was palpable. The battlefield was strewn with droids wreckage and the echoes of blaster fire still hung in the air. Anakin's eyes locked onto Ahsoka, a mix of relief and concern washing over his face. "I take that you did it secure the area then" he smile at her with fondness and pride, "of course master our squad successfully blowing up another droids reinforcements, we wait for your another command"

You looked Ahsoka in awe, she looks more mature and wise since the last time you both met before she got chosen as padawan. Her eyes sparkled with a depth of experience that belied her years, and you couldn't help but marvel at how much she had grown. Ahsoka's eyes widened slightly as you both eyes meet, she stepped forward and hugged you tightly "It's really you! I miss you so much" You smile widen as you hug her back and whisper "I miss you too sister" realizing having audiences. Slowly, you both released each other, maintaining a lingering connection through your hands that gently slid apart.

"I assume that you both know each other then" Obi-Wan said, his voice carrying a hint of amusement. Anakin stood beside him, his own grin betraying a mix of curiosity and amusement. You exchanged a quick glance with Ahsoka, "Ahsoka and I trained together as youngling in the Jedi Temple master. It's been awhile since we both met" Obi-Wan's smile widened as he nodded "Very well then," he continued, "we can continue the reunion later, let's focus on the mission ahead. Now we're here. Here's the plan"

The plan was simple yet crucial. You, your master, cody and the squad of clone troopers were tasked with infiltrating the Separatist stronghold and neutralizing their new weapon before it could wreak havoc. It was a covert operation, requiring precision, stealth, and swift execution. while anakin, ahsoka and 501st alongside with 212th distract the remaining droids. It should've been easy, but here you are now getting separated from your master.

It happened so fast. In the midst of the intense mission, as explosions rocked the facility, disaster nearly struck. Debris rained down upon you, threatening to crush you under its weight. Luckily, Cody is there immediately pulling you out of harm's way, saving you from the imminent danger. However, the harrowing incident caused you and Cody to become separated from your master, and the rest of the squad.

It's almost an hour, you and Cody navigating the labyrinthine corridors of the Separatist stronghold. Both of you still can't find any sign of your master, the comlink devices got crushed from an earlier incident, and the worst thing is you can't feel your master in force. The darkness is too strong here and it almost suffocates you. You sat beside cody after tired walking around, he offered you some rotation and you both ate it in silence.

"I know you didn't like me commander" you said while chewing your flavorless rotation, Cody let out a sigh, his expression softening "With all due respect sir, I didn't mean it that way. I just thought that you're..."

"too young?" you finished his sentence, Cody nodded in agreement. He looked at you with a concerned expression that you can't describe, "I'm a clone I never really had a proper childhood. Nor that I even know what the natborn do in their young age like you" Cody continued, his gaze turning thoughtful "But I know that young Jetii like you we're not meant to be in this war. I just thought that you could get way better than this. Like learning to be a jedi in more.. Harmless way" He paused, searching for the right words, "I know I don't have a right to say this as a clone, but still, it feels so wrong for me to let you in dangerous situations"

You looked cody with wide eyes, you didn't know what to say. The realization hit you that he didn't dislike you personally, but rather he resented having to expose you to the perils of war. It was a conflicting realization, as you never expected someone to care about your well-being in such a way beside Master Windu, Obi-Wan and other people who you didn't even want to remind of him anymore. You touch his scar with your tiny hand and smile at him "Thank you for caring for Cody, but I'm pretty sure as long as we're together nothing bad will happen. And please just call me by my name or anything other than 'sir.' It sounds weird to me" Cody chuckles at this, thinking about how Obi-Wan said the same thing before and nodded, "Fair enough" he replied with a smile.

Just as you were about to speak, a familiar voice cut you off, sending a shiver down your spine. "Well, isn't this my precious grandchildren," the dark figure spoke, standing confidently in the corridor. You couldn't help but sneer at his presence, your disdain for him evident.

"Count Dooku"

#codywan #obi wan kenobi #star wars #clone wars #commander cody #padawan reader #child reader #obi wan x padawan reader platonic #obi wan kenobi x platonic!reader

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whimsywandererech · 1 month

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Total Drama Headcanons!!!!!!!!!!!

Hello there Tumblr reader ! Well I'm quite new to Tumblr so please try respecting me first before I say please follow me later on because I have huge ideas on these headcanons because it would help A LOT ! Thanks :3

Alejandro Headcanons

1.Alejandro possesses a unique talent for beatboxing, delivering impressive beats even when no one is present.

2.He enjoys cheesy romantic comedies and sheds tears at happy endings.

3.Alejandro enjoys experimenting with gourmet cooking and creating culinary masterpieces in his free time.

4.Despite his tough exterior, he's a softie for cute puppies and frequently volunteers at animal shelters.

5.Alejandro and Heather perform karaoke duets, transforming mundane nights into unforgettable performances with their powerful vocals and dynamic harmony, leaving the crowd in awe.

Beth Headcanons

1.Beth is adept at executing elaborate pranks using her chameleon-like abilities.

2.She is a shady science enthusiast who enjoys experimenting with gadgets and conducting unconventional experiments in her leisure time.

3.Beth, despite her shy demeanor, is a fierce competitor in gaming tournaments, dominating with her strategic mind.

4.She is a discerning snack enthusiast, always seeking out unique and delectable treats to surprise her friends.

5.Beth's ultimate goal is to become a passionate wildlife conservationist, dedicated to protecting endangered species worldwide, she wished she could do that but sadly she didnt have the chance to participate world tour.

Blaineley Headcanons

1.Blaineley is a renowned social media personality known for her glamorous lifestyle and controversial opinions.

2.She is a dedicated camping enthusiast who finds solace in the wilderness away from the spotlight.

3.Blaineley's secret talent is her opera singing, which leaves audiences in awe with her powerful vocals.

4.She is a confident vintage fashion collector, showcasing a wardrobe filled with rare pieces from various eras.

5.Blaineley aims to host a talk show, captivating viewers with her wit and charm, bringing drama and entertainment wherever she goes.

Bridgette Headcanons

1.Bridgette is a dedicated marine biology enthusiast who spends her time exploring the depths of the ocean and studying its diverse creatures.

2.She is a talented musician who uses her ukulele to create soothing melodies that captivate the waves.

3.Bridgette is a reliable friend who provides genuine advice and support to those in need.

4.She excels in beach volleyball tournaments, despite her laid-back demeanor, showcasing precision and skill on the sand courts.

5.Her dream is to establish an ocean conservation center, educating others about the significance of marine life protection and ocean preservation for future generations.

Coutney Headcanons

1.Courtney is a confident and strategic leader who effortlessly takes charge in any situation.Even though most people thinks that she sucks at it but she still believes that shes good at it.

2.She is a secret adrenaline enthusiast, enamored with extreme sports like skydiving and bungee jumping to satisfy her adventurous spirit.

3.Courtney, despite her tough exterior, has a soft spot for DIY crafts, dedicating hours to creating handmade gifts for her friends and family.

4.She is a dedicated fitness enthusiast, consistently working out at the gym to maintain her physical fitness.

5.Courtney aspires to become a successful lawyer, harnessing her passion for justice to advocate for her beliefs and make a positive impact on the world. She might get out of control because deep inside she wants to sue all of her enemies.

Cody Headcanons

1.Cody is a tech genius, adept at hacking complex codes and creating revolutionary programs, showcasing his bright geeky side.

2.The individual is a passionate film enthusiast, a knowledgeable movie trivia expert, and hosts epic movie marathons for his friends.

3.Cody, despite his nerdy background, is a breakdancing enthusiast who skillfully performs moves that challenge his stereotype.

4.He volunteers at animal shelters, demonstrating his compassionate side by loving and caring for their furry companions.

5.Cody's ultimate fantasy involves traveling the world as a tech travel blogger, sharing his unique experiences and spreading geeky positivity globally.

DJ Headcanons

1.DJ is a culinary genius who creates delicious dishes that tantalize the taste buds, blending each bite with a symphony of flavors.

2.The individual is a talented pianist who delivers soulful melodies that captivate audiences and transport them to a different world.

3.DJ, despite his size, is a skilled dancer who moves gracefully and fluidly, captivating audiences with his rhythm.

4.He is a nature enthusiast who finds peace and serenity in the outdoors, connecting with the earth and its beauty.

5.DJ envisions establishing a community center to mentor and inspire young people through his culinary skills, music, and passion for nature.

Duncan Headcanons

1.Duncan, a renowned graffiti artist, creates intricate street art that narrates tales of rebellion and freedom in the city.

2.The individual is a skilled skateboarder known for performing daring tricks and stunts that showcase his fearless attitude on the streets.

3.Duncan, despite his stern exterior, possesses a remarkable talent for poetry, composing raw and emotional pieces that reveal his underlying emotions.

4.He is a skilled craftsman who creates custom motorcycles, showcasing his unique style and mechanical prowess in each ride.

5.Duncan aims to establish a youth center, providing a creative outlet and sense of belonging for troubled teens, utilizing his rebellious spirit for positive change.

Eva Headcanons

1.Eva, a fitness expert, consistently exceeds her limits through rigorous workouts and training sessions, leaving others in awe of her strength.

2.She is a renowned rock climber known for her unwavering determination and fearless attitude, showcasing her exceptional skills in challenging peaks.

3.Eva aspires to establish a self-defense academy for women, empowering them to defend themselves and thrive in a world valuing strength and courage.

Ezeikel Headcanons

1.Ezekiel is a skilled woodworker known for his intricate pieces that showcase his skill and connection to nature.

2.The individual is an exceptional organic gardener, renowned for his vibrant fruit and vegetable cultivation, demonstrating a strong commitment to sustainable living and farming practices.

3.Ezekiel, despite his rural background, impresses with his unique poetry style, capturing the beauty of the countryside and the simplicity of farm life.

PART 2 COMING SOON !!

The more likes the more i can do !!

#headcanons #total drama #total drama headcanons #whimsywandererech's post

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nancydrewandthecluecrew · 9 months

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NANCY DREW CASE FILES : 17

LEGEND OF THE CRYSTAL SKULL

Down in New Orleans, an artifact known as the "Whisperer", a glass crystal skull believed to grant the one who possesses it with immortality, but not in this case when the last one to obtain the rumored unearthly artifact, Bruno Bolet, is found dead. Meanwhile, the artifact remains missing.

Is his death merely a result of his own mortality? Or is time not the only cause of concern?

Head down to New Orleans for rainy nights and warm gumbo to track down a missing artifact and possibly a murderer.

Cody Fern as Henry Bolet Jr.

Bruno's great nephew, who he had taken in when Henry's parents had died, but with all that time Bruno believed to harness from the crystal skull very little would be spent with Henry, who in Bruno's passing was left to tend to the estate. With a somewhat detached nature to the situation, is it possible he is hiding guilt? or is he simply numb to grief?

Danny Glover as Gilbert Buford

Dr.Buford discovered the body of his late friend, Mr.Bolet, in which he determined the cause of his death natural, Meanwhile he possessed the knowledge that his friend claimed to hold the key to immortality, while harbouring secrets of his own. Did he use his medical position to falsify his cause of death for his own ticking clock?

Catherine O'Hara as Renee Amande

The Housekeeper, who spent a great deal of time in Bruno's presence. With a proclivity for dabbling in the other worldly, and tending to her garden, did she unearth Bruno's secret?

Daniel Curtis Lee as Lamont Warrick

Runs Zeke's Curio shop, with an eye for antiques and strange items. Is it possible the crystal skull caught his eye? Or perhaps it would attract the eyes of buyers to his shop.

7.DOG 10.SHA 11.CUR 13.TRN 15.CRE 16.ICE 17.CRY 22.TOT

#Nancy Drew Case Files #legend of the crystal skull #nancy drew cast #nancy drew characters #nancy drew fancast #Nancy Drew Games #nancy drew aesthetic #Henry Bolet #Nancy drew #nancy drew dreamcast

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i-dont-need-socks-mom · 6 months

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A discussion of "okay but what if Cody was in fnaf" led to this shitpost art anyway

Guys is this Freddy fazbear? Harr harr har har har

#sockstalks #arts and socks #total drama #cody anderson #cody tdi #cody td #fnaf #freddy fazbear #?? as a ominous shadow

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cuddles-with-dragons · 6 months

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More Switcheroo AU Shenanigans

Rex: Question. When they shot Bambi's mother, did you find that a sad moment...at all?

Wolffe : I'm sure she's mounted on a nice wall in a fine home somewhere.

Cody: *shoves their hand in the slot of a toaster*

Fives: …

Cody: …I get confused sometimes.

Fives: Me too.

Gregor: Onion rings are vegetable donuts.

Wolffe , used to Gregor being crazy: Sure...

Gregor: Your stomach thinks all potatoes are mashed.

Wolffe : Okay?

Gregor: Lasagna is spaghetti flavored cake.

Wolffe :

Gregor: Lobsters are mermaid scorpio-

Wolffe : Fucking hell, that one is a little-

Fives, interested: No, no, Gregor, keep going.

Fives: Good morning!

Wolffe : Is it? Is it really?

Fives: We can bake these cookies at 400 degrees for 10 minutes or 4,000 degrees for 1 minute.

Rex: No, that's not how you make cookies.

Gregor: FLOOR IT!!

Fives: How about 4,000,000 degrees for 1 second?!?

Rex: YOU'RE GONNA BURN THE HOUSE DOWN-

Fives: I'M GONNA HARNESS THE POWER OF THE FUCKING SUN TO MAKE COOKIES!

Wolffe : DO IT!

Rex: NO-

#captain rex #commander wolffe #fives #commander cody #gregor #rex is tired of this shit #fives is pure chaos #switcheroo au

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merlyn-bane · 6 months

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Trick or treat! 🐈‍⬛🍬 Would love wlw codywan thoughts, please! May that revolve around a published fic (She Plays Bass, maybe 👀) or unrelated ideas

Happy Halloween!!! 🎃🐈‍⬛🎃🐈‍⬛

Lol most of my thoughts regarding sapphic Codywan are screeching, ❗❗❗❗❗, and general keysmashing, but I'll do my best! 😘

Unless stated otherwise, Lady Wan is a l w a y s Mullet Wan. To me. From my own fics, she wouldn't have the mullet in the Hobbit/LoTR fusion probably, and I think I drew her with a ponytail in the Star Trek AU, but in my heart, Lady Wan rocks the Big Jedi Mullet 25/8

Speaking of the Star Trek AU, I like to think that they promoted Obi-Wan into the officership in an attempt to distance her from sciency stuff she could inadvisably touch as much as because she's just a good leader. She gives Cody even more migraines than having to try to contain her curls does

Part of why I love writing sapphic Codywan so much is because they just lend themselves to the hypercompetent-useless-lesbian trope so well, and as someone who is completely and helplessly in love with Gorls myself, I can relate haha

It's been too long since I've thought about She Plays Bass!! My thoughts for you today on that is that Cody's 1000% favorite place for Obi-Wan to sit is on her face, and Obi-Wan is rightfully obsessed with Cody's thighs and singlehandedly becomes the reason that Cody can't wear any kind of shorts/skirts on stage. Also, the mental image of them kissing on stage a la Bruce Springsteen and Clarence Clemmons lives rent free in my head.

She Plays Bass thoughts part two--Obi-Wan and Fox are probably fucking obnoxious together on tour. Just constantly bickering and taking the piss out of each other just because they can and they're happy to have a worthy verbal sparring partner. Everyone hates them. They will not shut up.

Cody's banana briefs are real!! I have to keep talking myself out of buying them haha. https://rodeoh.com/collections/briefs/products/brief-harness-banana

Thanks for playing, @dontbelasagnax!! Mwuah!!

#trick or treat game #ask games #codywan #sapphic codywan #wlw codywan #rule 63 #asks

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staycalmandhugaclone · 1 year

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If you're new, this all starts with Touch Starved! Takes place immediately after Difficulty Breathing, so I'd highly recommend at least reading that first.

Febuwhump Day 11

Fever – Tech

Warnings: Angst, accidental drug exposure via fungal spores.

WC: 2,011

Hunter wanted me to stay on the ship. I could see it in that whisper of tension in his brow as I pulled the stark white plastoid bucket over my head and in the stiffness of his shoulders as I threw the heavy medbag over my back, but he trapped the objection behind pointedly ground teeth. They all did. In the couple weeks since my meeting with Commander Cody, every one of them seemed to step quieter around me, hesitant to offer even a breath of argument to anything I said.

Except Crosshair. Despite the relatively cramped quarters, he somehow managed to never find himself in the same room as me. I found myself remembering those first few months; the heavy quiet that fell over them when I was too near, the sense of being not quite welcome though they’d never say the words. This time, however, I had no one to blame but myself. Worse, I knew exactly what I’d lost because of that moment of fear.

It had been two weeks since the warmth of Wrecker’s laughter reverberated through the ship; since Tech allowed himself to ramble about nothing and everything at my slightest encouragement or Echo came to me with even a minor ache; since Hunter was able to look at me without that lingering hint of frustration that ruined me anew each time I saw it.

Two weeks since those hands held me like I was something treasured.

“On approach to Endor.” Tech’s voice chimed over the coms, ripping me from my thoughts with a burst of fluttered heartbeats, head snapping to attention. I tried not note the way Hunter’s helmet shifted slightly, focus locked on me for a breath too long as my gaze carefully locked on the far wall.

“Alright – we stick to the plan.” The sergeant started, that commanding impatience clear in his voice. “Their latest shipment went out this morning and should be intercepted within the hour, which means we only have until then to scrap their equipment before they relocate.” A group of would-be crime-lords was trying to establish a spice operation harvesting Rokna Blue from the native tree fungus. Eager to eliminate the threat before it could pose any serious problems, we’d been sent to cripple their infrastructure while the 187th targeted their transporters.

“Echo, Tech if you don’t find any intel by the time Wrecker and I rig the place, assume there isn’t any, and get out of there. Doc, you’re with Crosshair – hole up below him and be ready in case we need you.” It was the most any of them had spoken to me in weeks, but the only thing I could focus on was the flare of adrenaline at his words, and the threat of panic at that curious tilt of his helmet that assured me he’d noticed it.

Jaw ground, I gave a sharp nod, hands tightening around the crash harness strapped over my chest. He glanced briefly to where the sniper sat to his right, appearing to all the world as though he’d nodded off despite the way the ship began to tremble as we hit upper atmo. I’d barely seen the man since the day he’d begged me to stay, and now I’d be alone with him throughout the entire mission. Would this terrible quiet linger continue to linger? Would he act as though nothing had happened? Should I act as though nothing had happened?

The growing frustration only continued festering through the stomach-churning evasive maneuvers Tech used to guide us through the dense, towering trees of that gorgeous moon. I needed to talk to him; to clear the air, but the middle of a mission wasn’t the time for it. There were far more dangerous places than Endor, but we had little knowledge of what we were walking into. The spice-dealers could have any manner of security measures in place, and none of us could afford a distraction.

The instant our momentum shifted from forward to down, we were moving, tearing free of our harnesses and trotting across the still lowering ramp. Without a word, I entered the dense undergrowth at a quick pace, trailing mere meters behind Crosshair as the others split off toward their own targets.

Rivulets of sweat had already begun dripping down my back, soaking into my blacks and hair when he finally slowed to a quiet walk, back hunched slightly in a crouch as Crosshair’s attention locked on a single point somewhere beyond the maze of trees and vines. I glanced from him to the forests before us, trying to catch sight of what had caught his focus, but neither my visor nor my eyes noticed any motion.

“Get down.” I didn’t hesitate. The instant his words hissed through my com, my body dropped, one hand automatically snatching at a pistol. “Hunter, I have eyes on a two-man patrol – trandosians – doesn’t look like they’ve noticed us.”

“Leave them. I don’t want their disappearance tipping off anyone else.” The Sergeant answered on a near whisper. Crosshair didn’t respond, helm slowly following what I could only guess to be where the figures tread hidden beyond the foliage.

“Come on.” No longer distracted by the danger, that raspy voice sent a flush of heat up my neck, but I spared it no thought before quickly regaining my footing. Still crouched low, we continued into the thick brush, quietly nearing the compound. It was several minutes before he stopped once more, helmet shifting between the surrounding forests and the heavy brush climbing up the trunks.

“I suggest you get comfortable.” He didn’t look at me as the almost sneered words dragged from his lips, modulator blurring them into a hum before he slung the rifle over his back. I wanted to snap at him; wanted to remind him that he was the one who asked me to stay; begged me to, but, as he began the seemingly effortless climb up a Rokna’s tree’s splintered bark, I merely let out a short, tense sigh and lowered myself into the cover of the brush.

The coms remained frightfully quiet, each passing second mounting the threat of anxiety beneath the knowledge of impending battle. Hidden within that quiet, I knew Hunter and Wrecker had long since begun laying out the network of explosives; that Tech and Echo tread on silent footsteps, ducking just out of sight of some unknown number of enemies as they searched for intel that might not even exist; that Crosshair lay in perfect stillness somewhere overhead, finger resting a hair’s breadth from that sensitive trigger with some utterly ignorant grunt locked in the sites of that powerful rifle; and through it all, I had to remain frozen, crouched within the nest of fronds and dirt, muscles coiled, ready to sprint at a single word, because if I wasn’t, if I allowed myself even a moment’s distraction, it could come at the cost of one of their lives.

That quiet splintered into a frenzy. The series of over a dozen rapid-fire explosions was over in the span of seconds, preceding the distant roar of billowing flames. Screams of rage and fear erupted all around us as whatever guards had been posted about the facilities abandoned their patrols in some futile attempt to rescue the already decimated camp. The unhurried trill of Crosshair’s rifle sang in an almost rhythmic consistency, eliminating anyone foolish enough to return that might pose some threat to his brothers’ retreat.

I crouched motionless, one foot curled beneath me, listening to it all through the ambient chaos buzzing from my speakers as they barked quick orders to each other.

“Four incoming from quadrant 3!”

“Two down! Lost sight of the others!”

“I’ve got them.” Two rounds shot through the air overhead almost instantaneously.

“Two mor-”

“Tech!” Echo’s shout made my heart drop, boot shifting tensely atop the damp soil. “Status?!”

“I’m fine.” Tech answered brusquely, drawing a sigh of relief from me.

“Objective’s complete – get to the Marauder!”

“You see how quick this place went up! Told yuh I could sync ‘em!” My lips twitched into a smirk at Wrecker’s glee.

“Tech?”

“M’f’ne.”

“Doc!” I was already running, feet pounding atop the soft humus in a mad dash toward the still raging inferno.

“Crosshair, whe-”

“Twenty meters directly ahead of you.” That earlier touch of disdain was gone – there wasn’t time for it here. Assured I was going in the right direction, I pushed myself faster, tearing through vines and leaping over roots until the brush finally cleared.

The compound was in ruins. Thick, black smoke billowed from the half dozen fractured buildings nestled awkwardly between massive Rokna trunks. Pinned against one of the outlying trees, Echo stood carefully over a tangle of white and red plastoid heaped beside a mound of gnarled root. I barely spared a second to look around me as I shot free of the cover of forest undergrowth, certain that Crosshair had cleared my path.

“What happened?” The quick words held no shred of hesitation from the lingering uncertainty between us as I sprinted across those last few yards. Echo glanced only briefly toward me before returning his attention to the distant sound of shouting, pistol aimed and fired several times in there mere seconds it took him to answer.

“Trandosian threw him against one of the trees.” I dropped heavily to my knees the instant he was within reach, noting the listless movements of his limbs, the occasional shift of his helmet absent any real intent. “He seemed fine at first, then,” He motioned gruffly toward the pilot with his scomp. Symptoms of a concussion and internal bleeding raced through my mind as I reached out to angle his visor toward me.

“Tech? Come on, Tech, I want you to look at me for second.” There was a subtle gentleness in my order, mind already counting his lazy, too-deep breaths as I watched the absent flutter of his long lashes. “Tech… Tech, open your eyes for me.” I pressed, voice raising slightly. Reluctantly, some awareness seeped back through him, but it took a beat too long for him to focus on me.

“Oh,” He almost hummed in a note of pleasant surprise, “You’re here.” I nearly broke beneath those mumbled words, chest bucking in something too close to a sob.

“Yup,” I huffed, biting back the guilt and hurt tearing through my chest. “Course I’m here – someone decided to go and get thrown against a tree.”

“Hmm.” The quiet laughter in the little scoff sounded… strange coming from him.

“I want you to keep your eyes open for a minute, okay?” It took him a moment to understand, but he painstakingly forced his gaze back to mine, apparently oblivious to the bright light I flashed over each eye in turn. His pupils were blown, frightfully unresponsive to my light. It took only a quick glance to note the tiny nick in the sliver of exposed skin at his neck, the fine sheen of blue smeared atop the black fabric.

“Kriff.” The curse escaped me in a sigh as I wrenched my pack over my shoulders.

“What is it?” Hunter’s voice rang over the coms, “How bad’s he hurt?”

“No, he’s-” I paused only briefly to find the right medication. “He’s kriffing stoned!” Someone snorted before the coms fell quiet. I didn’t bother elaborating before laying the injector flush against his neck. He didn’t flinch.

“I’ve already administered something that should be enough to keep him stable, but the comedown’s going to be hell.” Already, I threw my bag back over my shoulder, once more reaching for the barely conscious man before me. “I need to get him somewhere safe before that starts. Can you cover us?” I didn’t wait for Echo to nod before heaving the lanky pilot over my shoulder. Tech’s confused grunt sounded clearly through the coms.

“I know, but we’ll be back on the Marauder soon, okay?” I murmured, already taking off at a quick pace through the trees, and I vaguely felt his head nod against my back.

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