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obixwan · 2 years

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she never asked me once about the wrong I did

pairing: cody x admiral! reader

word count: 1,600ish

blurb: after a rough campaign, Cody finds comfort in someone unexpected

warnings: Minors, if you're here, go away. unspoken trauma, cody breaking down, p in v sex, bit of orgasm denial. unedited. no beta. not even proof read. we die like men.

notes: hello my loves! i'm looking for a betta reader/s. If interested, please fill out this form xx (closed now)

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Cody’s breathing is sporadic. He drops his helmet on the floor as soon as he sees the troops refresher is empty. He started peeling off his armour and tearing off his blacks. He’s covered in bruises and blood, not sure what is his and what isn’t.

He turns the taps, unleashing a stream of hot water. Not caring if it burns his skin or not, he steps under the stream, facing the wall, forehead pressed up against the tiles.

And this is how you find him. Barely moving, save for the struggle of his heaving shoulders trying to let his body breathe.

“Commander?” You call, not wanting to scare him.

This shakes him out of his trance. He’s quick to step out of the stream of water, grabbing a towel to cover himself. He snaps to attention, offering you a salute, his other hand clinging to the towel. “Admiral!” He says. “If you called me over coms, I’m sorry, I didn’t hear it.”

You shake your head. “I didn’t call you.” You make your way over to the changing bench and sit down, unbuckling your boots. Cody is still standing at attention, watching you with a frown. “I saw you in the mess hall. Do you want to talk about it?”

He avoids your question. “Admiral, with all due respect, what are you doing?”

You motion a hand towards the hot water, “Joining you,” you say, as if it was obvious. “If you don’t mind?”

Cody, to his credit, doesn’t blush. “The men, sir… If they come in…”

Your practiced fingers make deft work of unblocking your belt, sliding your pants down your legs. “I’m sure every trooper on this ship has seen a naked woman, Cody.”

“What about the ship?” He asks.

“What about it? It stays in space when I’m asleep, I’m sure it can handle a shower.”

You fold your uniform in a neat gray stack, and tug the towel from Cody’s waist, hanging it back up. You grab his hand, leading him back under the stream of water. “Do you want to talk about it?” You ask again.

He doesn’t look at you, he only shakes his head.

You pick up a bar of soap and leather your own body quickly. You wash off the suds before you turn to Cody. You don’t mention the bruises or the crusted blood that’s soaked through his blacks. You don’t mention the dark circles under his brown eyes. You just soap him up, covering every inch of his body in soap. In some places you have to scrub. In some other places, you’re gentle, caressing his soft skin. You don’t mention it when he grows hard when you pay special attention to his cock. When he mutters his apologies, you hush him.

“It’s a natural reaction, Cody.” You say, looking into his eyes.

He looks away. “A soldier should know self control.”

“You’re not on the battlefield now. It’s okay.” You say, a hand bringing his face back to yours, forcing him to make eye contact with you. “If you want release, even as a distraction… I can give it to you.”

“I shouldn’t.” He says. “It feels disrespectful to even be here, with you.”

You know the events of today are still running through his mind. Too many fallen soldiers, not enough dead droids. It was heavy for everyone, but heavier for Cody. You know the kind of pressure leading puts on you. You feel personally responsible for everyone under your wing. It’s too much for one person to handle alone.

“Forget about today, Cody. There’s nothing to be done, and if you did anymore than you did today, you’d be dead. The men need you. You keep them going.” You bring your arms around his waist, and melt yourself into his hard body, squeezing until he returns the hug.

“Why are you doing this, admiral?”

“I value you. I want to take care of you.”

Cody looks away again, eyes trained on the water going down the drain. “No one has ever said that to me.”

You move to duck under his gaze. “Will you let me?”

For the first time, Cody’s eyes wander, taking in your naked, wet form. His eyes roam over your face, your hair that’s been released from its usual tight, low bun, cascading over your shoulders. Your breasts, erect and perked for him. Your toned tummy, results of downtime spent at the ship's gym. The treasure hidden between your legs.

“Can I touch you?” He asks.

You nod. “Whatever you want.”

His hands start at your hips, wandering upwards to your breasts. His hands are rough and big in a comforting way, just like you always imagined they would be. Your breath catches in your throat as his fingers softly graze over your sensitive nipples.

His hands travel downwards, towards your cunt. You spread your legs from him, a soft gasp coming from you as his fingers dance over your clit. He moans as he feels the warmth and wetness between your folds. You whimper as he slips a finger into you, then a second. His other arm is wrapped around your waist, keeping you in place.

“Oh, please.” You whimper as he starts to stroke you.

“Please, what?”

“Fuck me. I need you to fuck me, please.” You’re squirming under him, mewling and seconds away from begging.

You have waited so long for this moment. All those meetings and briefings spend gazing at him from across the table. The first time you were assigned to the 212th, Cody offering to show you around and introduce you to everyone. Every mission you’ve spent in the air, keeping tabs on the battle below the best you could from your position. When he came in with a broken arm, but you were just so thankful he was alive you almost sobbed. When General Kenobi asked if you were okay, you had to mask it up with a sniffle, claiming you forgot your allergy medication.

“You want my cock in your little warm cunt?” He asks, voice deeper than usual, wrapping around you.

The idea of Cody fucking you, finally taking you as his, turns you into a whimpering mess under his watchful, intense gaze. He kisses you, once, twice, until your lips have committed the feeling of his to memory and you're coming up for air before you get too dizzy.

“Please, Cody. Please, please.”

He grins at you, “It’s okay, sweetheart. Don’t need to beg, I’m gonna give you what you need.”

He peppers you neck and jaw with kisses and little nips, his stubble grazing along your skin in a way that sends shivers up your spine. Every single little kiss leaves a burning on your skin. He comes back for your lips, his kiss hungry and desperate and you moan as you feel him lining himself up, gasping when the head of his cock pushes up into you.

“So warm, mesh’la.” He groaned between placing kisses along your shoulder. He waited until you were squirming in his arms, begging him to move before he let himself thrust deeply into you.

You couldn’t help but gasp as you felt him hit places no one ever had, you hands flying straight to his hair, fingers tangling theirselves into his lush curls. “Oh my god, Cody,”

He started moving inside of you, a hand braced on the back of your head so you didn’t hit it too hard against the tiles, the other one held your leg up, over his shoulder.

“Feels even better than I’ve dreamt,” You moan.

Cody’s eyes bore into your own, the pretty honey shades that have pulled you in time and time again, replaced with a brown so dark his eyes are almost black. “You’ve dreamt about this, have you, pretty girl? Dreamt about becoming my own?”

“Yes, yes,” You whimper, “Everyday since I first met you, always wanted to be yours.”

He’s so pretty like this, eyes dark, lips flushed, black curls falling over his forehead, his scar standing out even more so agaisnt his skin, flushed from the sex and the hot water.

He groans and kisses you again. He readjusts you, so both your legs are wrapped around him, bouncing you up and down on his cock. “So patient for me, my pretty little baby. I’ve dreamt about it too. Should’ve made you mine moons ago.” With his confession, you’re quick to turn into a moaning and mewling heap. You’re close and Cody knows it. “Gonna come on my cock?”

“Please, yes Cody, please.”

“Not until I gave you the word, hmm?”

You nod, whimpering again but this only spurs him on, slowing down his pace, drawing out his trusts long and deep. God, you were seeing stars, the coil in your lower tummy tightening and tightening until you couldn’t take it, pleading with Cody to let you cum.

“Not yet, love.” He said, picking up his pace.

Your back arched against the tiles, pressing your tits into Cody’s chest. He pumps himself in and out, in pout, drawing almost completely out of you and slamming back in with a force so violent, you’re so sure you won’t be able to walk ever again.

You’re about to beg again when he slams into you one more time, your name falling from his lips like a prayer. “Come on my cock, pretty girl.” He says and you do so with a cry. He rides out his own organism with you, ducking you through your high until you’re squirming to get away from the overstimulation and his own legs are shaking.

There are no words spoken as he sets you down on your feet, holding you up until he’s confident you won’t just collapse to the ground. There are no words spoken as you wash and dry off. No words are needed. You are his and he is yours.

#cody x reader #commander cody x reader #tcw #tcw x reader #clone x reader #star wars fic rec #fic rec #commader cody fic rec #commander cody imagine #star wars fic #star wars fanfiction #100

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anxiousotters · 1 month

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Commader “If the sun refused to shine/ Baby, would I still be your lover?/ Would you want me there?” Cody and Obi-Wan “If the moon went dark tonight/ And if it all ended tomorrow/ Would I be the one on your mind?” Kenobi

#specifically them during/ after Order 66 #codywan #commander cody #obi wan kenobi #intro (end of the world)

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jiabeewrites · 1 year

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THE BAD BATCH SEASON TWO TRAILER SPOILERS UNDER THE CUT

WARNING: LANGUAGE AND OTHER STAR WARS SPOILERS. YES THIS MEANS ANDOR. READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION.

THIS IS ALSO A BREAKDOWN OF THE TRAILER. If you want to fully enjoy the season without my crazy rantings, please DO NOT READ THIS.

So:

I SCREAMED watching the trailer.

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We have IMPERIAL COMMADER CODY.

We have CROSSHAIR.

We have OMEGA BEING A KRIFFING BADASS.

We have ECHO BEING THE BADASS REBEL HE IS.

We have GUNGI THE WOOKIEE JEDI.

We have BAIL MOTHERFUCKING ORGANA.

We have PALPATINE.

We have CID.

What else did Lucasfilm give us?

A new couple new characters: Phee Genoa, Tawni Ames, and an unnamed group of droids who look SUSPICIOUSLY like L3-37 from Solo:

They're called Axis, and if my memory is clear, Axis was what they called Luthen in Andor.

We also got COMMANDER CODY being concerned about JEDI:

WE HAVE PALPATINE.

THIS MIGHT CONFIRM MY "omega is palpatine's clone" THEORY:

WE HAVE THIS PERSON WHO KINDA LOOKS LIKE A CLONE:

Please let this be Cody.

WE GET THE RETURN OF CAPTAIN REX

A mission, hmm???

If yall want a full, complete breakdown of the trailer from me, just say the word!

TBB SEASON 2 COMES OUT OF JANUARY 4TH!!! MARK YOUR CALENDARS!!!

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littlelovelylullaby-blog · 2 years

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Part 4 of Kenobi rambles:

“What do you think I should do”

“You should sleep”

Lol. Love it. Every single medic that has ever had the misfortune of treating him, every single member of the Jedi council, MARSHAL COMMADER CODY WHEREVER THE FCK HE IS (😪)

- if they are alive they suddenly got a pang of satisfaction not knowing why

-if they are dead/in the force they are doing the exasperated hand thing like LISTEN TO HER YOU STUBBORN BASTARD

#kenobi spoilers #obi wan kenobi #this man #he thinks sleep is for the weak and the ugly #ad he is neither #his chuckle tho 😪#also yes #in case you couldn't tell #I AM STILL SALTY ABOUT THE LACK OF CODY #I can only trust Lego with codywan

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laciefuyu · 4 years

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#212th and obi wan wondering what bullshit anakin on #501st just want their general hurry up with the bullshit

#swedit #tcwedit #star wars #obi wan kenobi #anakin skywalker #commader cody #captain rex #bbelcher #dailytvfilmgifs #usercandy #sw #clone wars #tcw #the clone wars #just gotta do this lol #laciefuyu edits

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soundwavetherav · 4 years

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Pretty sure someone has already done this part 2.

Bonus:

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arcanesongs · 3 years

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Clones and their College Major Vibes

I’ve been really digging modern Star Wars AUs lately and I am sucker for college AUs, so I decided to make some headcanons for some various clone boys if anyone needs inspiration! This isn’t everyone, it just the ones I know the most about, but if anyone wants some for other clones or characters, I will totally do an another!

-Rex: Health and exercise science major (I could totally see Rex being a physical therapist; the RA that is tired of your shit, for the love of God just follow the rules and have some common sense for once in your dumber than a pigeon’s brain

-Fives: Psychology major; guy who waited to last the minute to decide what he’ll major, panicked and picked psychology because it seemed more interesting than communications, but turns out he’s really good at it and wants to be therapist after college

-Echo: Psychology major with a concentration in neurology; He’s the psych major that knew he wanted to be a psych major since high school because he wants to be a neuroscientist and will fight anyone who says his degree his useless

-Jesse: Business major (he strikes as a business major, don’t know why); the frat guy who managed to crawl out his bed to attain his 8AM massively hungover and you and him both wonder how he is still alive

-Kix: Premed major (shocking I know); the guy who shows up to your 8AM in an Armani suit and has a double shot espresso, caramel macchiato, light foam, and with oat milk in his hands at all times

-Hardcase: Communications major; He’s the one person in his major classes that actually wanted to be a communications major and is super fun to be around, but runs 10 minutes late to class because he has to pet every dog on campus that he comes across

-Dogma: Political science major; he’s THAT kid in the Honors College (don’t act better than me, we literally go to same school and I got into the research program and the honors college, did you?)

(Sorry Dogma stans, projected on Dogma a little bit)

-Tup: Art major; kinda basic, but really nice and says hello to everyone he walks by and has pretty notes

-Cody: Pre-Law and history double major; that one frat guy who has his shit together and is basically the Dad of the frat, also is his frat’s president

-Wolffe: History major with a concentration in history education; the guy that looks grumpy and is grumpy most of the time, but would totally walk you anywhere if you felt unsafe or wait with you until your ride showed up

-Bly: Elementary education major; he’s the guy you’re mom tells you the marry because he is HUSBAND MATERIAL, but he is in a committed relationship and is probably going to marry his girlfriend as soon as they graduate

-Gree: Biology and linguistics double major; the kid that everyone made fun of in high school for being nerdy but people love him college because he’s super helpful with difficult homework, but he does have a weird obsession with aliens so do with that what you will and his room smells a little bit like a skunk, if you know what I mean

-Fox: Political science and criminal justice double major; that guy who never gets enough sleep and has a severe caffeine addiction, if you are behind him in the ordering line of the campus coffee shop, you are going to be concern for his well-being (”Can I get five extra espresso shots in that?” “Damn, bitch, just do cocaine”); he’s also super ambitious and while you might think that means he’ll slit your throat if you get a higher grade than him on an assignment, he actually just has extremely high standards for himself (he’s a nice Slytherin and you can pry that headcanon from my cold, dead hands)

-Hunter: Biology major with a concentration in ecology; that guy who looks very tough and cool, but is a complete and utter massive dork (you saw him trip up the stairs going to get lunch and you have also seen him cry over a fawn that had wondered onto campus because it was too small and where was their mama???)

-Crosshair: Math major (I saw a headcanon somewhere that Crosshair is amazing at math due to being a sniper and honestly, I can see it); is friends with the physics major that has literally no impulse control and has helped them calculate the perfect angle to cause mass chaos in your dorm because f the establishment

-Tech: Computer science and engineering double major; guy during finals who has been in his same spot in the library for who knows how long and never seems to blink; also doesn’t get enough sleep but never seems to bother him and thank God, because his roommate banned him from caffeine after the Incident

-Wrecker: Physics major; is the physics major that has no impulse control; super sweet, but has a penchant for being the reason why you have to evacuate your dorm at 2am because he left his mac-n-cheese cup in the microwave for too long

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soclonely · 4 years

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The Clones at the Airport

In honor of my traveling today, I could not resist another one of these. For reference I am Crosshair Cody- Business traveler, goes to all the classy lounges and bars between flights. Looks dapper in his travel suit Rex- Tired dad traveling with his wife and kids after a long vacation where he didnt get to relax for 1 second. Where is the coffee shop? Echo- Coming home from his semester abroad, getting picked up by his brother. Already annoying people with him talking about how cultured he feels after spending weeks in Italy. Fives- the brother. Has a sign that says “Welcome home from prison Echo!!” on neon pink posterboard and added project lights. Jesse- Coming back from his brocation with Kix and Hardcase. He spends his entire flight listening to music and watching videos Kix- the boujee traveler with like 8 suitcases. Has to have his michael kohrs sleep mask and travel pillow. Hardcase- The snacker. Has all the snacks and candy you need for a long flight. Paces up and down the plane aisle. Tup- Scared of flying. Actually thinks there will be a clone on the wing of the plane. Pilots take him into the cockpit to show him all the cool stuff and he gets a sticker Dogma- Bugs security about not checking him thoroughly, yells at the flight desk lady for being one minute late in checking people in, Questions the plane staff about if the plane is up to so and so codes. Coric- Wipes down every surface as he goes through the airport because its almost flu season. Waxer and Boil- playing with the kid in the seat in front of them. The mom is super grateful for their patience and they are having fun. Wolffe- Annoyed at every little thing. Travel makes him anxious. Boost and Sinker- The ones who shit around at the gate, talking too loud/ arguing. 99- The grandpa buying last minute gifts from the gift shop in the airport for his grandkids because the 3 suitcases of things he got just isnt enough for them! Hunter- He doesn’t fly. Too many people. Too many things you can’t control. Wrecker- Makes jokes about how the plane is going to crash with him on it, makes people nervous, buys a whole row so he can stretch out. Tech- Memorized the airport map days beforehand. Knows where everything is. Knows a lot about the plane. Reads the entire flight. Crosshair- Sneaks the little bottles of liquor onto a plane.

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highsviolets · 4 years

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a possible thot for your sin saturday (i hope it's still saturday where you are lmao what are timezones)...having to step in and distract cody b/c he's working too hard??? -- alderaani

hiii bridget! yes it’s still saturday dw :) i do love me some cody so thank you for this ask. @alderaani

-cody is always working. he has a poignant sense of responsibility with him; his men have been through so much

-he is always fighting back against discrimination and bureaucracy to get them the supplies and recognition they deserve

-usually he can hide his exhaustion because it’s normal at this point (i, too, would be worn out babysitting working with general obi-wan kenobi)

-sometimes, though, he goes too far: his hands start shaking, he forgets extra blaster packs, he’s not flirting bantering with obi-wan

-that’s when you step in. you know he won’t listen if you tell him to rest so you take matters into your own hands

-(literally)

-you sneak into his office one night after the rest of the unit has drifted off to sleep. he’s still there, of course, his 10th cup of caf sitting untouched & forgotten next to the stack of data pads

-Cody is so engrossed in his work that he doesn’t even notice your entrance until you sit down in his lap

-“you shouldn’t be here, cyare, what if the others see?” his voice is gruff and low, but the words are slow, stuttered by lack of sleep and he kisses your cheek anyway

-“i don’t care,” you say & start kissing your way down his jaw. your passage is somewhat hampered by his armor, but he still clenches his arms around your waist and his eyes flutter closed in pleasure

-you start to nibble around the edge of his jawline, traveling up to the shell of his ear and tugging it gently between your teeth

-“come to bed, baby?” you whisper.

-your boldness is rewarded when he shudders and inadvertently bucks his hips into you. “please?”

-that is what gets him. Cody needs only the barest illusion of control and he’s crumbling at your feet, standing up so quickly that you almost crash into his desk

-Cody catches you and lifts you up, placing you on the desk and nestling between your legs

-“who said anything about needing a bed?”

#sin + soft saturday #sin saturday #nsfw-ish #alderaani #ask #commader cody #commander cody x reader #commander cody smut #cristina writes

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emrysdrawsshit · 4 years

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wooley is the baby of ghost company i do not take constructive criticism

#emrys draws shit #star wars #star wars the clone wars #the clone wars #tcw #clone trooper wooley #wooley #marshal commander cody #commader cody #cody #artists on tumblr #digital art #clip studio paint #swtcw #hewwo i’m not dead

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dew-itowo · 4 years

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The Knights of the Old Republic

Part One; The Good King

This is on my Ao3 as well.

It was early in the morning when the alarms came. Pitch dark outside still, they all looked out to see what was the matter. Men on horses rode through the streets, their armor painted with colors of their clans, sealed with the insignia of the king who laid lifeless on the decorated cart that was slowly pulled by two of the Knights. Their heads bowed low mourning the death of the good king, preparing for the start of a new reign. A new bloodline. With every clop of hooves against the cobbled stone people started to fill the streets, whispering prayers and goodbyes to the fallen ruler. The shuddering feeling of fear slid down the orange knights spine as the silence never broke between them.

Brown eyes darted from face to face as they rode forward. Man, wife, widow, boy, girl, baker, seamstress. They were all there, mourning the death of their king. Ragged breaths are catching in a younger knight's throat next to him. Like he is trying not to feel emotion, or acknowledge that this is it. The knights of the night are a dying breed.

Three clans; Wolfpack, Torrent, and Shadow. Wolffe, Rex, Fives, Echo, and Cody. They were the king's right hand task force, his go to when go to’s have gone wrong. His sons of different blood he used to say.

Coruscant’s knights in shining armour.

So they drew closer to the gates, as the kingdom tailed behind to the tomb. Where all the kings were buried. Rex would be lying if this wasn’t the hardest thing he’d ever done. Laying his second father to rest, when restless events were still to come. Like they had just entered the eye of a hurricane. Calm for now. The captain looked over his shoulder to look at the twins that rode behind him. Echo and Fives. Their heads hung low with sorrow for the only father they’d ever known. As infants they were dropped on the orphanage's doorstep because they weren’t wanted by the maidens family. Two strong boys that grew up to become two of the most important people in Coruscant. Rex never knew what they were thinking, it was like they had this telepathic communication. Always unpredictable. But the more dangerous the better. Perhaps Rex had been staring too long. Thinking about his little brothers when he looked at them.

Fives is a charmer like he’d never seen, only eighteen, the boy had more women around him than Rex had when he was that young. The poor boy was honestly not even into women as Rex had learned. Thankfully Fives kept it within the Knighthood, and nowhere else. They’d probably burn him for witchcraft if given the chance. Not that they would be wrong, the boy was practically a witch. All the spells and enchantments he knew were ridiculous. But as much as he uses it for mischief he does use it for good. Echo had been sliced up pretty bad during a battle, scaring the piss out of Fives, they had all been there. They all saw the healing hands, and the golden magic that came with as he whispered the incantation under his breath. An arrow barely missing his head as he did so. Cody and Wolffe watched as the fatal wounds healed, Cody chose not to believe that there was such a thing as magic a long time ago, but not so much anymore.

They marched closer to the tomb, with every step Rex could count how many drinks they may share tonight in celebration of their king.

Cody had been quieter the whole ride to the tomb than he had been when Fox died. Poor man has been a knight as long as Wolffe and still never given a promotion to leader. Even though the leader of the knights was technically laying dead in the back of their wagon.

Soon Coruscant would fall into war, just like the days of old before the good king ruled. The system of how the throne worked was completely ridiculous in Rex’s eyes. If you were victorious on the battlefield then you shall reign on thy kingdom? That’s preposterous, but yet they all signed up to be on that battlefield. Fighting to save Coruscant from the dogs that called themselves true kings.

Wolffe cleared his throat loud enough to bring Rex out of his deep contemplation. The older man held the king's sword on his lap to be buried with him. His helmet laid hooked on the horn of his sadel, a long expression tainted with confusion covering the expanse of his features. His scar took up the rest. For a knight with only one good eye he was one of the best shots Rex had seen before the twins arrived. Cody used to tease Wolffe about how Echo could split another arrow in midair, which only pissed Wolffe off more than he was on a daily basis. Nevertheless Rex took his own helmet off, just over the hill they could see men on their horse waiting at the tomb.

The knights of the republic didn’t just consist of Five, every man and woman from the three clans were knighted at the age of seventeen. With the exception of the mothers, who left the knighthood just before they had their baby. Torrent was one of the largest houses in the kingdom. They, for centuries, have been noble loyal knights to every king. The kin were strong and fearless, ready to fight anytime anywhere to protect their home and loved ones.

“Will you be the one to give the eulogy?” Wolffe asked lowly.

Rex glanced towards Cody who watched listening. A swift nod was Wolffe’s answer. “I intend to, yes. But if you’d like to speak, do not hesitate. He was just as much a father to you as he was to us.”

Cody chuckled dryly. “Father is an understatement, he practically bottle fed us. He was everything and more.” Wolffe sighed looking back at the twins riding behind.

“I wonder how the boys are taking it.” The larger man admitted with a glint of sorrow in his good eye. Cody and Rex traded glaces before he swallowed the lump in his throat. “Long live the king huh?”

“Long live the king.” Both men repeated as the rain started to fall, panging against their armor. The tomb stood tall above them. Each family member of the clans crowded around in solemn silence. All anyone could do now was pray that the halls of manda would accept the king.

#star wars #star wars the clone wars #captain rex #commader cody #commander wolffe #fives and echo #arc trooper fives #arc trooper echo #medieval Au #fives is magical and a charmer #and gay #whoops

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