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midnightmeatsubway · 3 years

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Cody week let’s GOOO!! @commandercodyweek Day 1: Bonds - mix of bonding with his brothers / Big brother Cody

Cuddle piles are just- really great, in my opinion lmao. Especially after a difficult campaign, just having someone to hug and not sleeping alone. Cody as Ori’vod usually initiates them as needed & commonly finding himself in the center of them. Maybe he just really needs the hugs ok

Less cool when you get kicked in the face : )

#star wars #tcw #codyweek2021 #commander cody #212th battalion #lieutenant waxer #boil #crys #wooley #gearshift #threepwood #gotta stop believing myself when I say I'm gonna plan ahead/prepare ahead for this stuff #lies I am full of lies #meatsubs #my art #am I living vicariously through my own art bc I am touch starved and miss cuddle piling with my friends?#perhaps #anyways #perhaps some softness in my stars of wars

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three-fold-symmetry · 3 years

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Last day of @commandercodyweek ! The theme is ‘Missing Perspectives’ and I chose the prompt ‘Post-Rako Hardeen’.

I didn’t feel like drawing something serious last night, but I did make this meme redraw.

This whole week was a blast and I’m still marvelling at all the amazing creations that came out of it. I’m also really happy that I managed to participate at least a bit despite real life obligations.

#tcw #codyweek2021 #commander cody #clone trooper boil #obi wan kenobi #the 212th turns into a daytime soap opera and boil is secretly thriving on the drama #esk art

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hyporheicflow · 3 years

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Eclipse, Tomaž Šalamun (english translation)

...for day 4 of @commandercodyweek! purge trooper cody is the Moment

#my art #commander cody #cc-2224 #purge trooper cody #codyweek2021 #body horror #(for text not images)#cody week!!! how we feeling ladies #i'm really hoping this doesn't get crunched in posting but we'll see

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lordechostan-can-draw · 3 years

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my piece for @commandercodyweek day 1!

the prompt was bonds, and i used training, and bonding with brothers

bonding with rex because who else?

#captain rex #commander cody #rex #cody #star wars #star wars fanart #the clone wars #the clone wars fanart #tcw #tcw fanart #codyweek2021 #art

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whereismyhusband-han · 3 years

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Day 1: Bonds @commandercodyweek

Big brother Cody babysitting some 501st bros and needing to make sure he doesn’t lose any, ensue stealing all the shoelaces in the house, tying them together and boom no lost kids. Also it’s raining so the babies need rain gear :3. Rex is determined to hold onto the rope. Echo thinks the rain is pretty. Fives lost his hat somehow.

Love me some big brother Cody content uhhhhh. Also posting non-digital art is so embarrassing omg sorry y’all. Also I’m super late on Cody Week I’m catching up dw. Enjoy! :D

#codyweek2021 #commander cody #commander cody fanart #star wars #star wars the clone wars #tcw fanart #the clone wars #star wars fanart #captain rex #arc trooper fives #arc trooper echo #babies #rain #sw tcw #tcw

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inkformyblood · 3 years

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You Speak Of Grace

Commander Cody Week Day 02 Origins [ @commandercodyweek ]

Pairing: Codywan

Summary: Cody is about to meet his new Jedi, but he will make sure his men are as prepared as they can be. Little does he know that Obi-Wan is anything but what he was expecting.

“Once more.” Cody’s voice rang out as the test alarms died away, eliciting a fresh wave of groans from the assembled clones. From behind his helmet, Cody glanced over the group, running through the list in his mind once again. The heavy gloves hid the faint trembling of his hands as his fingers danced over the datapad, drawing up another scenario. “Test Scenario 00726. Oya!”

Distantly, Cody could almost hear Alpha-17’s low rumbling laugh echo forth from his memory at their displays of grumbling compliance. He carefully ignored the brother at the back — Crys, he thought, judging from the bright yellow daubed over his pauldrons and the dark hair growing up through the unnatural yellow dye — who ducked behind a console and emerged after swallowing down the last dregs of his caf.

The consoles rang shrilly as they ran through the necessary checks once more, heads lowered as the other clones focused on their own work. Cody sensed movement just behind him, but didn’t turn, watching the grey painted shape of Helix, their medic, move up behind him in the reflection of a console.

“Permission to speak freely, sir?”

Helix’s voice was soft but no less filled with purpose, expecting to be heard and understood. Cody was the Commander of the Battalion, but Helix was the medic, and that was something entirely different.

“Granted.”

Helix tapped the comm on his wrist, shifting to a private channel, and Cody stifled the reflexive twinge of fear that rattled down his spine. Fear was useful, Alpha-17 had barked at the younger clones in the Command Track, echoing the words of the trainers before him, but it was also dangerous. Drawing in a deep breath, letting it flow through him rather than rule his thoughts, Cody switched to the private channel as well.

“You are doing a good job,” Helix murmured, his voice slightly distorted over the comm. “You are already a good commander, and having a Jedi won’t change that.”

Cody didn’t respond, didn’t want to think about what Helix could read in the sudden stillness of his hands or the lines of tension that flickered into life along his shoulders, but merely nodded, his throat tight.

Helix lightly tapped the back of his wrist guard against Cody’s hip in a silent benediction. “I’m going to head down to medical. Over the next few days, I’ll need to check on the troopers and the Jedi to get a baseline.”

“I’ll draw up a rota,” Cody promised, adding yet another item onto his mental checklist. Dimly, he spared a thought for how his brothers in the command track were faring. Their own comms channel had been eerily quiet since they had received their battalion allocations and left in the early hours of the morning with one final message each of “Oya”.

“Appreciate it,” Helix said with an inclination of his head and stepped away. The other medics, Border and Patience, shadowed him like ghosts, barely half a step behind in a haunting unison that would have made the trainers proud.

Cody turned back to the men, tracking their progress as they worked through the machines, feeling a warm glow of pride settle in his chest. This would work. This had to work.

A warning prickled at the base of his skull, and Cody was already turning to face the doorway by the time his mind had drawn the context clues together.

As Helix left, his pace had slowed slightly, and the soft whoosh of the doors closing took longer than it should have. One of the troopers had raised his head, gaze fixed at something over Cody’s shoulder as one of his hands formed the beginning of the symbol for ‘Mother’, a warning of being watched back on Kamino. But the critical clue was the message flashing from the Command Track Chat from Bly that only read ‘oh no my Jedi’s hot.’

“Hello there.”

“Hello, sir,” Cody said, running on instinct as the rest of his mind went blissfully blank. The only information he had been given was a name and a grainy holo picture to recognise his Jedi by. A small thrill ran down his spine at that thought. Possession was still something all the clones were getting used to, and the knowledge that this man was his, was theirs, was more than Cody could have thought possible.

“Jetti on bridge,” Cody barked over his shoulder to the others, feeling the weight of their eyes on his back.

Obi-Wan smiled, the edges of his eyes — so unbelievably blue, like the point where the ocean met the sky — crinkling. “Please, Commander, call me Obi-Wan.”

“Obi-Wan,” Cody repeated with a nod, further committing it to memory. He was grateful for the helmet that was still covering his head as he felt the heat settle in his cheeks. Full armour was cumbersome for now, but it had been better to be safe than sorry.

“From what I understand, you have names as well?” Obi-Wan’s gaze darted around the room; his voice pitched low. “I don’t wish to cause any offence; this situation is very new to me.” He tucked his hands into his sleeves, clasping them in front of him.

“CC-2224 is my designation. But my name is Cody, sir.”

It was as if Cody’s words ripped the oxygen from the room, every trooper freezing in place in perfect military rest. Obi-Wan had to feel the pressure lowering onto his shoulders, but he merely grinned once more.

“Cody. That’s an excellent name and a good choice.” Obi-Wan paused, glancing around the room and meeting the gaze of every trooper who quickly lowered their heads back to their consoles at Cody’s signal.

“I trust I can count on you to keep me right, Cody? I will defer to your expertise.” Obi-Wan’s grin was as warm as sunlight, intoxicating when it was directed at just Cody, and he felt his cheeks burst with heat once more.

“Yessir,” Cody said, snapping back into parade rest out of habit.

“I’m not sure what the Kamioans have told you, but if you’re amenable, full armour outside of active combat isn’t required.” Obi-Wan paused with a heavy sigh, looking far older than he was for a moment before he pushed whatever memory it was away. “This isn’t my first war, but no need to make it harder than it needs to be.”

“So,” Cody swallowed, turning his head slightly to track Boil and Waxer’s whispering, their heads pressed together out of the corner of his eye, “Permission to dismiss the men to store their extras?”

“Permission more than granted, Commander.”

If Cody had thought that his mind went blank before, it was nothing compared to being alone on the bridge with Obi-Wan. In every scenario, every training simulation or exercise, nothing could have prepared him for this moment. Alpha-17 and the others took after Prime almost perfectly, and that applied to his lack of attraction as well, at best able to offer rough support to a heartbroken trooper in basic training.

Obi-Wan began to move around the bridge, glancing over the simulated manoeuvres that had been programmed in with a gleam of interest in his eyes. “If you want, Cody, you can store your belongings as well. We’re going to be working together for a while, and I see no reason to start out with extreme formality.”

Cody’s hands were steady as he reached up to remove his helmet, subtly pressing at the itch that had erupted two hours ago at the nape of his skull as he did so. Obi-Wan’s face softened as he watched him, unable to hide the obvious curiosity in his eyes.

“I can definitely see the resemblance.”

Cody laughed, the noise startled out of him, jaw snapping shut with a click.

“I’m sorry, sir,” he began, but Obi-Wan cut him off with a wave of his hand, his shoulders shaking with barely suppressed laughter.

“Please, don’t apologise, Cody. If there is anyone at fault, then it is me.”

“No, sir.” Cody paused to find the correct words, tapping his fingers against the edge of the datapad as he thought. This wasn’t what he had been expecting, Obi-Wan wasn’t what he had been expecting, but he always had been quick on his feet. “As you said, no reason to start out with extreme formality. No fault here.”

Obi-Wan hummed quietly as he thought, and Cody took a moment to inspect the Jedi he would be serving under. The robes hid much of his frame, but Obi-Wan had moved with confidence, despite the fact that the fabric wouldn’t give much protection or possibly act as a hindrance. Cody made another note on his mental list, needing to confer with the other Commanders once everyone had settled again.

“I think this is going to be an excellent partnership, Cody,” Obi-Wan said at last. “With that in mind, with the full reassurance that you can tell me no at any time for whatever reason, would you like to join me for a cup of tea? I believe there is some final paperwork to go over.”

“Yessir,” Cody answered before the full implication hit him. Obi-Wan would be sharing, even serving most likely, something precious of his, something he had deliberately chosen to bring aboard a battleship, knowing the cargo restrictions. “I’d be honoured.”

“Excellent! Anakin, my padawan—” Obi-Wan paused, and Cody wordlessly fell into pace at his side, a few inches shorter than the other man as he titled his head to continue watching him, “—he never quite got the taste for it, unfortunately.”

“I am looking forward to it, sir.”

Obi-Wan gave him a look, his grin all fond curled edges.

“Obi-Wan,” Cody corrected himself. He felt like a fool to hope, but it was a hope he held onto tightly.

Out of sight, Cody tapped a message into the Command Chat before silencing it, knowing the explosions it would spawn. ‘Mine’s better, vod.’

#codyweek2021 #codywan #commander cody #obi wan kenobi #star wars #clone medic helix #my writing

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nottonyharrison · 3 years

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*Ahem* He just wants to get more than half an hour sleep okay?

This was supposed to be for @commandercodyweek Day 7 - Missing Perspectives, but I was a bit late pulling the trigger

My Ko-fi - Commissions open!

#commander cody #star wars #star wars fanart #clone wars fanart #cc-2224 #I'm not entirely happy with the lighting on this one #but here it is in all its glory #I spent a lot of time on his ass #don't @ me about it #commander cody fanart #cody fanart #codyweek2021 #my art

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cloud-hopping · 3 years

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13/3/2021

Please Do Not Interrupt While They Are Bonding

day 1: bonds for @commandercodyweek (thx for setting up this event!)

[id: commander cody and captain rex from star wars: clone wars stand on a dark background having a stare-off. cody stands on the left with his back facing the viewer while rex is on the right facing him. their helmets are under their left arms. there are glowing lines connecting their brains with similar glowing lines overlaid on their heads. end id.]

#codyweek2021 #star wars #clone wars #commander cody #captain rex #fanart #digital art #art #artists on tumblr #art.chpng #insert brain to brain meme. forgot what it’s called #look at that crunch go (my fault for not using a bigger canvas)#say ty to magicp0ser everybody #good for refs #this was an interesting style to try #apologies for the changes in pictures 🙈 couldn’t decide which crop to put

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ahhrenata · 3 years

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Day 6 | AU

Any AU where they get to live happily ever after and spend many lazy mornings in bed are perfect for me 🥰

@commandercodyweek

#i just love them #codywan #codyweek2021 #psst Ann thank you for the inspo #here’s the lazy morning we wanted for them 🥺#commander cody #obi wan kenobi #Star Wars #clone wars #found the pose reference on google #my fanart

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a-dime-a-day · 3 years

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A day late and almost 24 hours of nearly continuous work and I am done. Here's Cody being his epic self for #commandercodyweek2021 @commandercodyweek

EDIT: prints available on my Redbubble

#commander cody #b-1 battle droid #commandercodyweek2021 #my art #star wars #codyweek2021

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three-fold-symmetry · 3 years

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Day 5 of @commandercodyweek ! This day’s theme is ‘Rest and Recovery’ and I chose the prompt ‘Grieving; mourning’. So here’s some Rako Hardeen arc inspired angst.

He picked up one of Obi-Wan’s discarded cloaks and then never got the chance to give it back. Or so he thought!

#codyweek2021 #commander cody #obi-wan has a lot to answer for #did i kinda miss the theme here?#there's not a lot of rest and recovery going on #unless you count recovery of cloaks #it's exam phase so i haven't had a positive feeling in days and I think it shows #esk art

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doodledraw · 3 years

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Cody saluted as the man came near. "Sir! Captain CC-2224 at your service, sir!" The man winced a little, but smiled. "Ah, yes, Captain. Pleasure to meet you. I am General Obi-Wan Kenobi."

so I forgot cody week ( @commandercodyweek ) was happening until last night oop. I do intend to attempt and keep up the rest of the week though!! Here’s my piece for Origins! I absolutely had to draw Mullet!Obi-Wan as soon as I saw this option for the prompt so :) here it is! (Even though we all know their first “meeting” was when they made eye-contact on Kamino, here’s their official first meeting!)

I’ve written a fic as well! It will be here under the cut or you can find it on AO3 here!

Cody waited with bated breath. The General had assured them there was no need to stand on ceremony for his arrival, so Cody was the only one standing in the vacant hangar, waiting.

The General saying such a thing meant he had previous experience, and that was already a far cry from the 212th's first general, but Cody was still nervous, not to mention protective, of the men under his command.

Finally, a single seat-Jedi fighter dropped into the hangar. The windows were tinted so Cody couldn't make anything out of the one who was his General.

An auburn-haired man hopped gracefully out of the fighter and made his way over to Cody. He wasn't wearing a heavy robe like the previous general had preferred, instead, he was dressed in simple jetti-tunics and a small amount of plastoid armor. Good. At least he was sensible.

Cody saluted as the man came near. "Sir! Captain CC-2224 at your service, sir!" The man winced a little, but smiled. "Ah, yes, Captain. Pleasure to meet you. I am General Obi-Wan Kenobi."

"Pleased to meet you too, sir! Your quarters have been prepared, shall I take you there or would you like to head to the bridge first?"

General Kenobi folded his arms in thought. "Let us head for the bridge first, Commander. I would like to get an idea of the whole ship and meet some more of your brothers."

"Yes, sir! Right away, sir!" Cody said, saluting again.

"Please, no need for much formality. At ease."

"Of course, sir. This way."

General Kenobi opened his mouth as if to say something, but reconsidered, and waved Cody forwards, falling into step at an easy pace.

~~~

Later that night, Cody knocked gently on the door to the General's quarters. After a moment, it slid open with a whoosh. He took a breath.

"Ah! Captain, do come in. Pardon the mess. Have a seat anywhere," his General said, turning his head briefly to look over his shoulder and smile and then turning back to preparing some sort of beverage at the small kitchenette.

Casting a glance over the room, Cody discovered his seating options were on the General's bed or the chair at the overflowing desk on the other side of the room. Since sitting on the bed felt wrong to a degree, he opted for the chair.

"Would you like some tea?"

"Um." Cody replied eloquently. "I suppose? If it's not an inconvenience? Sir!" He mentally berated himself for tacking on the "sir" as an afterthought.

He needn't have worried because the other man chuckled. "Coming right up. How do you take it?"

Cody's brain stalled. "I wouldn't know sir. I've never had tea."

The General stilled, then whirled around with a mock-scandalized gasp. "What?! What did they serve you on that monsoon of a planet?"

"Um. Not tea. Or any kind of caffeine really, sir."

Kenobi shook his head with a small smile. "Whatever am I going to do with a Captain that has never had tea? No matter, there is a simple remedy. I prescribe one cup of tea today and we shall go from there, hmm?" His voice had a teasing lilt and his smile was infectious.

Cody grinned. "Sounds adequate to me, sir."

The General returned to preparing the tea and then came to sit across from his Captain at the small table. He cleared off some of the datapads and flimsy to place two teacups down. "Now. I suggest you start with some honey or sugar. But only after you've tried it alone first."

Cody picked up the cup, sniffing curiously and then blowing and taking a sip. It was strangely bitter, but as he held it in his mouth for a little longer, the taste started to change. He made a face and decided to add some sugar into it, causing the General to chuckle again.

They sat there for a minute in silence, sipping their respective teas before the General placed his back down and folded his hands on the table in front of them. "So, Captain, I'm sure you're wondering why I've called this meeting? As much as I enjoy drinking tea, that is not the only reason."

"Yes, sir. I was a little curious, sir."

The red-head sighed. "Please don't take this personally, but it's in regards to you and all the men. I'm not quite sure how to ask this but...do you have names?"

Cody's knee-jerk reaction was to say no, but he silenced himself and sat perfectly still, waiting to see where the jetti was taking this.

"It's completely fine if you don't or if you would prefer not to share them, I understand that names can be highly personal. I am willing to wait if you do not want to share them yet, or ever. Please don't feel hurried on my account, I simply wanted to clarify."

Cody sat and examined the man in front of him. Everything about his speech and body-language implied earnesty and curiosity. There was no ill-intent that he could detect. He had to make a decision, and one that would drastically change the life of himself and his brothers. Was he willing to give the other man access to parts of his personality that were so personal? It was so difficult to break from the lives of secrecy they had been leading. On the other hand, sharing this about himself could make their working relationship that much closer. It would benefit them all. And it wasn't like he could force the men to share their names. If they were unwilling to, he could make it clear they could wait.

"My name is Cody, sir."

There was nothing, and then there was the General's smile. Oh yes. Cody was truly kriffed. "Well then," the General extended his hand, and Cody clasped it at the wrist. "Pleased to meet you, Captain Cody. I'm Obi-Wan Kenobi. I look forward to working with you."