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gatorbites-imagines · 2 years

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Anakin skywalker, Darth Vader, Obi wan Kenobi, Cody.

Overall Headcanons

Back on my Star Wars bullshit, so heres some overall hcs about some of the characters I love, enjoy. Ft some x reader elements. Can yall tell which character ive been most obsessed with lately?

Let me know if you guys are interested in more like this, as it’s a good way to get the writing juices flowing.

Mild nsfw stuff under the cut, but it’s nothing wild.

Anakin Skywalker

- Anger issues, but would never yell at you as it reminds him of his time as a slave

- Gets nightmares about his time as a slave and his fears.

- Wears black because it sets him away from the other jedi. They made him feel as if he didn’t belong, so he was gonna go his own way.

- When he first joined the jedi he had a really hard time drinking or just using water in general since it was so sparce on Tatooine. Nowadays he enjoys to take long showers and baths.

- Cant eat too strong tasting foods.

- Has a real hard time talking about his emotions. Because of this, if he falls in love hed rather go around nursing a crush than actually confess.

- He falls in love super easily, and gets kinda blinded by it.

- Touch starved as hell, literally melts into your hands if you cradle his face in your palms.

- Loves kissing, could spend hours with his lips on yours or just kissing you all over.

- Oral fixation. Goes hand in hand with him loving to kiss so much. Watch out for your fingers.

- Has a strong gag reflex, but doesn’t let it stop him.

- This man is verse leaning towards submissive and you can’t convince me otherwise. Those anger issues make me think he just wants someone to love him and take care of him.

- Loves you wearing his clothes or wearing your clothes.

Darth Vader (I know he’s also Anakin but whateves)

- Still has real bad anger issues, but in a more subdued and controlled manner if that makes sense. Still won’t yell at you.

- Very self-conscious about his body, and is scared of touching anything he cares about because he doesn’t want to accidentally destroy it.

- Still has horrible nightmares but these are mainly about the purging of the jedi.

- He secretly listens to recordings from before the fall of the jedi and the republic when he is feeling extra down.

- Mourns how he can’t kiss anymore. Tries to breathe as quietly as possible when you cuddle because he thinks the noise disturbs you.

- Secretly still sensitive so it would help you if affirm that you love him.

- More touch starved than ever, wants you to touch what little accessed skin he has, all the time.

- Doesn’t talk much anymore. This scares other people as he’s just a large silent scary shadow.

- I don’t think he has much of a sex drive after becoming Darth Vader, mainly because I think his own body is too damaged, though he would be able to use his hands.

- Though I think he would like to sit on his knees in front of you with his head in your lap, having you caress him.

Obi wan Kenobi

- Insomniac to the fullest. He uses the force to keep going.

- Loves tea more than anything, has a collection of teas from different planets he’s been too in his time as a jedi.

- Touch starved, as I think all jedi are at this point.

- Has nightmares and lasting trauma from the many things he went through even before he became a jedi knight like melida/daan and bandomeer.

- Quite protective of those he cares about, though he doesn’t express it much with words.

- Doesn’t cry much, so when he does, he just needs someone to hold him as he gets it out.

- He sneaks out of the temple to eat at Dex´s diner all the time. He brings along Anakin, Ashoka and later multiple clones.

- Isn’t as uptight as people think. He will bend or break rules regularly, he just isn’t caught.

- I think he both tops or bottoms, whatever the mood is that day, though I see him as the type of person to refer to it as “lovemaking”.

- Has had multiple partners in the past, a few being Quinlan, I believe they were casual and just did it to relieve stress and etc, Santine or even Siri Tachi.

- He is quite confident with a partner, even if he isn’t sure what he’s doing.

- Likes making his partner feel good, holds you close and maybe even clings on quite desperately at times.

- A big cuddler, just wants to lay for hours and half sleep with you in his arms.

- Would keep your relationship a secret for obvious reasons, but would be willing to leave the jedi for you If you got very serious and truly loved eachother.

Cody

- Tries to keep serious at all times, but can be quite goofy and lovey-dovey behind closed doors.

- Very protective over his fellow clones and the jedi he is assigned.

- Used to follow orders as closely as possible, but after joining the 212th, has started to follow in Obi wans footsteps and bend rules to fit the situation.

- Secretly struggles a lot with being a clone and not being seen as a living sentient being by most people.

- Has issues with his self-esteem, please tell him he’s good enough.

- Has very little knowledge about kids, the outside world of sex ed, as I don’t believe the kamonians thought it was something clones needed to know.

- Sterile, as I believe most clones aren’t able to have children.

- Likes to cuddle and be held close, hold him as tight as you can against your chest. Will listen to your heartbeat and fall asleep to it.

- Likes it when his partner caresses his scar or holds his face in their palms. Please pepper kisses all over his voice.

- I think he’s fine with whatever in the bedroom, but it will be kinda awkward or goofy the first couple of times as he figures out how it works.

- Likes to go slow and take his time, take you in and really show you how much he loves you.

- Doesn’t keep your relationship a huge secret, as in his squad and some jedi know but not the council or the republic as you could be forced to split up.

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ifonlyweknewwhatiwasdoing · 1 year

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CWBB #8: I Don't Want to Imagine a World Where We Don't Collide

(art by @punkascas)

@journen, @littledumplingwrites, @reaalikaasu, & @punkascas are all the wonderful artists that I'm working with for the CWBB! I'm so excited to be collabing with them and I hope that you all enjoy the fic!

Team Number: #8

Rating: Explicit

Summary:

Cody had never heard the term 'Be Careful What You Wish For'.

Now he wished he had.

Obi-Wan and Cody are figuring out their relationship after the war, one step at a time. But learning how to be lovers instead of general and solider isn't easy.

During a fight, Cody makes a wish that Obi-Wan would forget him so that they could start again.

When he wakes up and Obi-Wan doesn't know him as anything more than a one-night-stand while Cody is still painfully in love with him, Cody is stuck between making Obi-Wan fall in love with him all over again or living without him forever.

Posting Date: March 3, 2023

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“Cyare, why are you up so early?” Cody groaned, “I thought you promised that you didn’t have anywhere to go today anymore?”

Obi-Wan had the decency to at least look a little apologetic.

“I don’t,” he agreed, “ But…I’d like to get home and have a shower. I’m kind of sticky and well…I didn’t want to wake you up.”

“Well that worked well,” Cody grumbled, more to himself, “But if you want a shower that bad there’s stuff in the ‘fresher that should work for you. We’ve always used the same stuff anyway.”

“Oh!” Obi-Wan said, sounding a little surprised, “Of… course you would know that. But…I really do prefer my own ‘fresher and so I think I’d best get back to my quarters.”

“If you really don’t want to shower here then I guess we can go back to the temple,” Cody groused, “But you owe me. I hate getting up early. That’s the best part of being on leave. Sleeping in.”

“Go…with…me,” Obi-Wan said sounding dumbfounded, “I don’t…listen Cody. I’m not saying that tonight wasn’t fun or that I wouldn’t…wouldn’t want to do something like this again but I don’t think that you coming home with me is quite what I was imagining when you took me home from the bar so-.”

“What bar?” Cody asked, face scrunching up in confusion, “What are you talking about?”

“Oh dear,” Obi-Wan said, “You had a lot more to drink than I thought you did. You didn’t seem like you’d had much at all. I even asked Shot before agreeing to come home with you.”

“What the kriff are you talking about?” Cody asked, looking over to the side table as something caught his eye.

Cody started to look around the room.

“Where the hell am I?” he asked, something in his chest tightening as he realized that all of the stuff—though in the wrong place—was undeniably his.

@codywanbigbang

#cwbb2022 #codywan #codywan fanfiction #star wars fanfic #commander cody #obi wan kenobi #star wars the clone wars

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tragedy-for-sale · 2 years

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Golden

He had a golden laugh, when the sun on his hair, it was golden, his eyes, though blue, had flecks of golds that simmered when one cared to noticed. Even in the dark, when light hit him, it was golden. He was golden.

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Cody never noticed this light, or rather, he didn't let himself notice it. For if he did, like he had right now, he'd get distracted. He got distracted. General Kenobi was laughing over something silly, a glass of gin in his hand. General Kenobi was never 'on-edge,' the general was always rather calm, but he was also always composed. Which is why this moment struck Cody curious. His General, patient, understanding, and all the good things in this galaxy, was also, right now, not collected.

Cody knew his general would feel embarrassed instantly if a Jedi such as General Koon or Mundi walked in, for his hair had fallen out of place, his robes were a bit shuffled, and how could Cody forget the second glass of gin? Cody was in the business of watching, with his helmet on he knew it was safe for him to study his general. If only for safety. Deep down Cody knew staring at his General's chest, where his skin had been exposed from his shuffled robes served no purpose, but that doesn't mean he'd stop.

"Oh, Anakin, that's ridiculous-" Obi-Wan chuckled, taking another drink, "If we attack from the south while your men come from the west, we trap them. All we'll need is a flight squad ready for the ridge-" battle plans.

"But it's reckless, Master, I mean, I guess I'm down for it, if you think it'll work?" Anakin asked, refilling his glass and topping off Obi-Wan's, "I could get Rex and a few of his boys some jetpacks, let 'em go wild?"

"Anakin, regardless of what we do, your men will inevitably go wild. So, my plan?" Obi-Wan smiled, taking a drink in satisfaction. He had hoped Anakin would agree, but he never had any doubt he wouldn't.

"It's a plan."

Cody stood there, listening to the Generals chat for what seemed like hours. But their chats had little coherency to anyone except the two of them. Cody didn't care though, he'd wait until General Kenobi was ready for bed because his General was no doubt drunk, which meant, for the General's safety, Cody would have to escort Obi-Wan to his quarters. What if he fell and someone other than Cody caught him? He couldn't have that.

"-Alright, Anakin, goodnight." Obi-Wan's voice cut through, catching Cody's attention. He stiffened to attention as Obi-Wan walked towards him. Cody felt a feeling, one of excitement as he saw Obi-Wan, disheveled and tired. "Commander? You're still awake?"

"Yes, Sir,"

"Well, you should be sleeping, come now, let's go." Obi-Wan needn't say another word. Cody felt his heart jump as he followed, too giddy to say a word. Cody wondered if Obi-Wan could sense his excitement just to be walking with him, but he figured he was the last thing on Obi-Wan's mind. Even though Obi-Wan was the only thing on Cody's mind.

They made small talk while walking back, Cody wouldn't remember about what, but he would remember Obi-Wan's laugh, patting Cody on the shoulder and tripping, tripping on his robe and Cody catching him. Cody catching him and freezing as he looked down to Obi-Wan, in his arms, looking up at him. "You must be more careful, General," Cody said as if it was instinct, he felt himself fill with a slight dread as he wished had hadn't said that.

Obi-Wan smiled, a giddy little chuckle following. "I suppose you're right," the two lingered here for a moment, Obi-Wan in Cody's arms, neither of the two minded. "But if you're here, I know you'll pick up where I lack."

"You don't lack anything general," Cody blurted, "You're perfect-" Cody felt his face heat, shifting to help Obi-Wan to stand again, "I mean, you're very careful, sir, and an excellent general, you fill your role very well.." Cody babbled as he felt himself grow very hot, ashamed.

But Obi-Wan was always understanding, so he smiled, thinking Cody's words sweet. Cody was golden, in Obi-Wan's eyes, Cody's brown eyes absorbed the sunlight as if it was his, shimmering in his eyes and dancing down his skin. Cody was Golden, beyond value to Obi-Wan, he'd fight a war for his Commander, to him, there was no treasure like the man walking him back to his quarters. There was no one, like Cody. "-Alright General, here we are." Cody spoke, opening the door for his General.

"Thank you, Cody," Obi-Wan smiled as he walked into his room before turning around and it was here they froze.

Perhaps they kissed as the two stood in the doorway. Obi-Wan might've pulled Cody into his room by his belt, kissing him gently as he did. Everything he did, he did it perfectly. But perhaps they didn't, so when Cody blinked, they were back where they left off, the two of them standing in the doorway, Obi-Wan looking down to Cody, waiting. Both had something they wanted to do, needed to do, but neither of the did, for neither of them could.

The silence between them had started to drive Cody crazy, this wasn't the first time Cody walked his General back to his quarters, hoping for the same thing every time. But nothing ever happened. Nothing ever happened. Cody grit his teeth, he was a soldier, programmed to be brave, so why the fuck was this so hard? Cody took a step forward, Obi-Wan didn't move, "General," Cody spoke in a whisper, he felt a shiver run up his spine as Obi-Wan leaned in to hear him better.

"Yes, Commander?" Obi-Wan whispered back, so close that Cody could feel Obi-Wan's breath hot on his skin.

Cody shifted as he tried to remember how to think, how to walk away, but Obi-Wan was waiting, and Cody knew he'd keep waiting for Cody. "I-" He looked over to Obi-Wan, his face so close to his, so close he could kiss him. So close Cody did kiss him. His heart pounded in his chest as Obi-Wan kissed him back. Obi-Wan kissed him back, he was gentle and soft and wonderful and- Cody pulled away, their eyes met instantly, Cody opened his mouth, he knew what he wanted to do, but he knew what he had to do instead. "I- I'm sorry sir, I-"

"Cody-" Obi-Wan inturrupted, instantly he understood. He always understood. "I know." Was all he said, for it was all he needed to say. For Cody knew what Obi-Wan did, they shouldn't have done that, but they did, and neither regretted it. "...Goodnight, Commander."

"Goodnight, General," Cody looked up before nodding. There was nothing else to say. Cody turned to walk away, glancing back to see Obi-Wan watching him walk away. There was a universe where Obi-Wan ran after him, kissing him and bringing Cody home to him. But that was not that universe. Cody walked away and Obi-Wan closed his door.

As he walked, Cody couldn't say he necessarily felt upset that they hadn't done more, because he felt a certain hope that it would happen again. And when it did, perhaps then they'd do more. But right now, Cody felt giddy, excited for something new, something new with Obi-Wan.

Cody felt a pang in his heart, an explosion of butterflies that shook him down to his core. The feeling of something he'd never felt before. The feeling of love. He loved this feeling, though he was scared, he loved the fear almost as much as he loved this feeling, because they went hand-in-hand. As Cody walked away, everything flashed again and again in his mind, everything they just did, the feeling of it all, Cody remembered, and as he stepped into the lift, he realized that he'd fallen like a fool. Falling like a fool in love because he was in love, he was in love with Obi-Wan and Cody couldn't help but to wonder,

If he loved him too

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#the two are forever pining for each other #the forever longing for each other where everyone knows they love each other except the two of them #they both know they love each other but don't know if the other loves them too #spoiler #they do #codywan #star wars #clones #clone wars #tcw #sw #commander cody #obi-wan kenobi

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much-obliged-timothy · 1 year

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Whumpcember #3

Star Wars - #3 - Storm

Outside, the storm raged.

Inide, Obi-Wan bled.

Anakin paced near the entrance of the small cave they’d holed up in. The violent storm outside frequently lit the world outside the cave with streaks of lightning. A fire burned somewhere in the distance, something having been struck by the lightning and catching fire quickly.

Not that there was much to see with how hard the rain beat down. Another brilliant flash of lightning gave Anakin a glance of their downed ship, the smoke extinguished by the rain.

“How is he?” Anakin asked tightly.

“I’m doing what I can for him, General,” Cody said, his voice carefully neutral.

Anakin’s shoulders sank a little. “I didn’t mean- I know you are, Cody. Sorry. Being stuck in here and useless is just driving me crazy. Rex?”

“No luck with communication yet, sir,” Rex said, sounding frustrated with his lack of progress.

The storm had taken down their ship when it came on suddenly. Despite Anakin’s best attempts to land it relatively safely, Obi-Wan had been struck by cargo that came loose and badly injured in the crash.

Anakin had never felt so helpless. He looked at his friend, unconscious and bloodied. He’d been impaled in the side by the loose cargo, which was the most alarming source of his blood loss.

Anakin went over, kneeling beside Obi-Wan. Cody had wrapped the wound in his side the best he could to try and stop the bleeding. He was tending to the smaller wounds now, including the bad hit Obi-Wan had taken to his head that had knocked him out. Anakin would be shocked if Obi-Wan wasn’t badly concussed when he regained consciousness. He’d gotten hit in the head with enough force to send it slamming back against the side of the ship.

“It wasn’t your fault, sir,” Cody said.

“I was flying the ship, Cody,” Anakin said, eyes fixed on the bloodstain on Obi-Wan’s shirt. “The cargo only came loose because of the way I stopped us and then went forward at full speed.”

“Which you had to do because it was the only way to keep us from being struck again,” Rex said.

Anakin knew that was true. But he still couldn’t help but blame himself for this happening.

If he’d been paying more attention instead of teasing Obi-Wan, would they have sensed the storm coming before it hit? If he’d listened when Padme told him about the weather patterns of the planet instead of trying to convince her to spend their time together not focusing on the next mission, would he have been more prepared?

Why was he always failing the people he loved?

Just as he felt his anger and helplessness swelling to a dangerous point, Obi-Wan stirred a little. He cracked his eyes open, but his gaze was unfocused. He let out a small groan of pain as he tried to lift his head.

“General Kenobi, stay down,” Cody said, gently urging his head back down.

“Cody?” Obi-Wan’s voice was cracked and slurred. “What-”

“The ship crashed, sir, but we’re all okay,” Cody said. “You just got banged up a little. Take it easy.”

Obi-Wan, predictably, tried to get up again. He let out a hiss of pain, hands flying to the wound in his side.

Anakin caught his hands before he could grab at his wound. “He just told you to take it easy. Now who’s stubborn?”

“I’m never flying again,” Obi-Wan said, closing his eyes. His face was scrunched up with pain and he was focusing on keeping his breathing even as he lowered his hands back to his sides.

“How do you feel?” Cody asked.

“I’m fine.” His voice was strained.

“Obi-Wan,” Anakin said, glaring at him.

“Just have a…a…head…ache…” he muttered.

Anakin and Cody saw it at the same time and they worked together to quickly get him on his side just before he was sick. Cody carefully laid him back down.

“Sir, I need you to open your eyes again,” he said, taking out a light.

Obi-Wan weakly obeyed. His gaze was becoming unfocused again as Cody shone the light in his eyes. Obi-Wan winced at the light, closing his eyes and turning his head away.

“His pupils are uneven,” Cody said. “Rex?”

“Still nothing,” Rex said.

Cody and Anakin met each other’s gaze. Neither wanted to say it, but keeping quiet wouldn’t change reality.

“It could be a concussion,” Anakin said, voice low.

“Or it could be a serious brain injury,” Cody said, matching his volume. “I saw how hard he hit his head. He needs medical attention.”

“I can try-” Anakin started.

“I will stun you, sir,” Rex said. “Respectfully, of course.”

“Rex, he’s hurt!” Anakin snapped.

“I know that. But you’ll be hurt too if you go out in this storm. Two downed Jedi do us no good,” Rex said. “Hopefully the storm stops as suddenly as it started and we can get communications back up and make repairs to the ship.”

He knew Rex was right, but standing here while Obi-Wan’s condition could be deteriorating was driving Anakin crazy. He was right here this time, but like with his mother, there was nothing he could do. Always too late.

“Head…ache…” Obi-Wan slurred. “H-Headache.”

They helped him onto his side to be sick again. Anakin brushed Obi-Wan’s hair away from his clammy forehead, hating to see his friend so weak. Obi-Wan was always obnoxiously persistent regardless of any injuries he suffered. To see him too weak to get up, bloodied, and ill was heart wrenching.

“We need to get him help. Soon,” Anakin said.

“I know,” Cody said, his expression grim. “For now, all we can do is look after him and try to keep him stable.”

Anakin took Obi-Wan’s hand, wanting him to know he wasn’t alone. He was muttering about his headache again, seeming fixated on that and unaware of everything else around him.

Anakin held Obi-Wan’s hand as he stared at the entrance to the cave, each flash of lightning showing him his failure in the form of the crashed ship outside. As the storm raged out, a new one raged inside Anakin’s heart at the horrific result of his failure.

#whumpcember2022 #whumpcember2022 day3 #star wars #Obi-Wan Kenobi #Anakin Skywalker #captain rex #commander cody #tcw #jtdoeswhumpcember

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annwayne · 1 year

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The Red Logs: Return to the Temple Ch. 12

Chapter 12: All in Time

Last Chapter <-- -> Next Chapter

Fem!OC X Crosshair

Word Count: 2030

Fic Summary:

There are benefits to owning a clone bar. Underworld lords don’t threaten you to pay for protection. Clones are great company. And the drinks taste great. However, there are also risks to owning a clone bar. Like, for example, becoming the fuck buddy of a special clone task force member so your life gets threatened when a Separatist puts out a bounty for your capture in order to use you as blackmail. Also your sleep schedule gets wrecked. But Anya Tougt is a little more capable than an average bar owner.

Ao3 Link Here

Warnings apply to whole fic:

Canon typical violence, descriptions of panic attacks, alcohol, swearing, 18+ themes (eventual smut), trauma, religious trauma parallels, mild gore

Authors Note:

I am nefarious. Happy New Year yall, have a chapter to celebrate.

27 BBY. After Qui-Gon was murdered by that Sith lord I thought there would never be a Master I could accept. I thought there would never be a Master that would accept me. But Master Tali, she’s alright. She’s not as relaxed as Qui-Gon, but she is kind.

“The Separatists are on the run, General, they’ve entered hyperspace.” Obi-Wan nodded his head as he watched the remaining ships in the Separatist fleet dart out of view. Debris drifted in space, many of the pieces now caught in Rodia’s gravitational pull. “Hyperspace travel will not be possible for at least an hour while the mechanics fix up the ship.” Admiral Yularen’s report glossed over Obi-Wan’s ears as he stared out the viewport. No doubt scavengers will enjoy the scraps.

Before Yularen could repeat himself, Kenobi turned and sighed. “As long as it can be fixed, Admiral. Bring back the fighters, I doubt the Separatist fleet will attempt to surprise us after the damage they took.” Admiral Yularen nodded his head then echoed the orders into the comms. Clone fighters answered, their ships zipping past the Negotiator’s viewport. Obi-Wan felt exhaustion weighing down each step he took towards the holomap. Before Kenobi reached his destination, Cody stepped into the bridge- still fully armored. “What timing, Commander.” A single wave redirected the clone’s path. “I wanted to ask about the status of Clone force 99.”

Cody chuckled to himself as the Jedi called out to him. Yet again the clone had appeared just as Obi-Wan needed him. The rest of the 212th called it Cody’s Kenobi-sense when they thought he wasn’t listening. Once beside his general at the holotable, Cody filled Obi-Wan in. “They found Vekek’s planetside base of operations, but the Separatist commander was not physically there. However, Tech was able to track her location. So it shouldn’t be long till they bring the Seppie in.”

Kenobi nodded his head as he listened to his clone commander. “Where are they now?”

“Ryloth, sir.” Cody watched as the Jedi switched the map to focus on the Twi’lek planet. “These are the coordinates.” He typed the numbers Tech had sent in his last report into the holotable’s system. Once he finished, the map rotated and zoomed in just above the planet’s atmosphere.

“This can’t be right. They aren’t even planetside.”

“Oh, no this is correct sir. Tech reported they planned to board the Separatist command ship where Vekek is hiding.”

“They what? Did they even share a proper plan?” Obi-Wan’s head snapped up from the map. The blue light from the hologram bathed in the worry on his face. The beginnings of dark circles under his eyes were obvious.

Cody’s lips twisted down at the hints of exhaustion. This was a familiar game, one Cody knew how to play well. “Well… It’s a plan.”

Obi-Wan muttered a few swears under his breath, at least one of them Mando’a. A smirk cracked from under Cody’s bucket. “What’s the status of that hyperdrive?” The Jedi deactivated the holomap and rejoined Yularen in the center of the bridge.

“Repairs have just begun, General. Like I said before, at least one hour.” Yularen’s jaw twitched as he held back the urge to upturn his eyebrows. While Obi-Wan liked to think he was more put together than Anakin, Admiral Yularen knew they were equal disasters. He glanced at Cody, silently hoping the clone could convince the Jedi to get some rest.

“Of course… As soon as they are back up, set a course to Ryloth.” Obi-Wan sighed and rubbed where the bridge of his nose met his eyes. Annie was with the clones because he let her go with them. Cody explained the point of Clone Force 99 to him before. They took the missions no one was supposed to come back from. What was he thinking? She had no practical combat experience in war! This was nothing like the ambushes on Tatooine or the Mandalorian terrorists- He shook his head to clear his thoughts. Those memories were best left to lie.

Instead, Obi-Wan realized he heard footsteps. His footsteps. Beside him, Cody walked in sync with the Jedi Master. He recognized the path they were taking.

“Cody.”

“Sir.”

A defeated sigh escaped Obi-Wan’s lips. He knew Cody well enough to know that tone meant he couldn’t charm his way out of this. So while they walked to the general’s quarters, Kenobi started talking. “I’ve been more worried about Annie than I probably should be.”

Cody nodded his head. “So I’ve noticed, but you need sleep, sir.”

“Yes.. there’s no point thinking about past choices.” His wise tone almost returned. But then another heavy sigh left his lips and his voice went back to conversational. “I say that, yet still she manages to sneak back into my mind.”

Cody debated possible responses. He didn’t exactly have the years or experiences that could reflect the Jedi’s struggle. “Time tends to help those things.” So he repeated something he’d seen on a holo once.

Now it was Obi-Wan’s turn to think. They walked long enough without speaking Cody thought the subject had been dropped. But finally the General spoke up.

“Hmm.. You’d think. But I believe time has only made the situation worse.”

“Situation, sir?” The commander turned his head to glance at the man beside him. Interest laced his words.

Another sigh. “Annie and I have…” Silence dragged as the General debated the following words. “An intricate history. Fate, or perhaps even the force, always pushed us back together. Much to our mutual disdain.” He muttered the last sentence.

Under his helmet Cody’s brows furrowed together. “You don’t get along?”

“Now we seem to have an unspoken agreement to stay professional, possibly even friendly, thankfully. But in the old days… She knew exactly how to get under my skin.” Their pace slowed as their path ended in front of Obi-Wan’s quarters. Cody activated the door and walked Obi-Wan into the room, determined to see the Jedi actually get some rest. At this point Obi-Wan waved his hand to try and dismiss Cody, mumbling about making some tea before passing out.

“Sir, a tired General is a General likely to make mistakes. Please, get into your bunk and sleep.”

“Alright Cody, straight to bed. I promise. Now will you leave, or do you plan to watch me undress as well?” Obi-Wan flashed that bastard grin, a little crooked from exhaustion.

The heat on his cheeks made the clone commander glad he was still wearing his helmet. “No sir, I’ll come wake you once we reach Ryloth.” Cody didn’t hear whatever farewell the Jedi bade him. His ears were playing over Obi-Wan’s previous words. He rushed out of the room like a startled loth-cat and only caught his breath once he returned to his own quarters.

“Tech!” Hunter’s voice cut through the blaster fire and metal clangs. “Activating Commando droids isn’t what I asked for!” One of the mentioned droids slammed its vibrosword down against Hunter’s knife. He blocked the weapon with the edge of his own, until Wrecker body slammed the metal body into the nearby wall.

“Clearly, I didn’t mean to activate them!” Tech grunted as he blocked an iron fist with his gauntlets. “Whoever coded the ship’s interface linked together completely random systems!” Another deadly fist missed its target as Tech dived out of the way at the last second. He whipped around in time to blast the droid’s chest plate and head simultaneously.

“There goes our stealth mission…” I mumbled while slicing metal limbs from their body.

Behind me, Crosshair’s rifle rung out as his powerful blaster knocked down enemies with each headshot. “Not very surprising…” His gravelly voice was barely audible over the noise of battle.

“Good! I hate stealth missions!” Wrecker laughed as he smashed the heads of two commando droids together, resulting in a mess of exposed wires and flattened steel. They dropped with a heavy thud, only for two more to take their place.

“As fun as this is, we need to get a move on to the target.” I force pushed the pair approaching Wrecker into the ceiling. Then I dropped my hold on them, letting the massive clone catch their ankles and throw them into a lagging group of droids, just now waking up.

Hunter plunged his vibroknife into the processing center of a commando resulting in a crackling fizzle. “I agree, how about we make fireworks, Tech?”

Wrecker laughed at the code name. “Oh-ohoh, this’ll be good!” He finished off the droid currently fighting him with a drag of his knife through its chest plate.

“You’ll want to turn on your sound dampeners, Annie.” Tech backed up into the center of the room while the batch moved to surround him.

I followed suit, quickly slapping the button on the side of my helmet before slicing a droid barreling towards me in half. As we held off the droids from reaching Tech, the clone rapidly input instructions into his right gauntlet. Then a screeching, high pitched, terrible tone filled the room. Even with the sound dampeners on, I threw my hands to the sides of my helmet and flinched. Every droid in the room, whether they had been activated or not, began sparking blue as the sound eventually popped something within the machines like firecrackers. Wrecker laughed, a fact I only knew from looking at him since he was completely drowned out, while he clapped his hand against his blaster in applause.

Once the final droid broke down, Tech tapped a few buttons to stop the piercing sound. “There, we should be clear now.”

Beside me, I felt Crosshair sighed as he shook his head at Tech’s words. Under his breath he muttered something I couldn’t make out. But Hunter could, and he slapped the back of his brother’s back in response.

“Why not just an EMP, Tech?” My ears were still ringing.

“I don’t want to risk taking out any life systems with a large blast.” His head turned to meet mine. “We’re on a spaceship, Annie.” There was that matter-of-fact tone again. Although this time it was justly dealt out.

Right. I gathered my senses and followed the squad’s path towards steel doors. Before they opened, Hunter addressed us. “Everyone stay alert. If the whole ship hasn’t already been alerted of our presence, they’re about to be.”

He was proven right when the doors swished open to a slew of droids, aimed directly at us. The others immediately dived away from the shots, but I remained front and center with my lightsaber. Bolts reflected off my saber into the droids that sent them my way. Then, I force pushed the first few droids, knocking a patch down as the clones moved forward with my opening. Droid after droid fell as we made our way through the army sent to detain us.

“Tech, take Annie and Cross ahead and get to Vekek before she can escape. Wrecker and I will create a distraction.”

At Hunter’s orders, Tech flipped down his visor and tapped a button on his gauntlet. Once the desired information appeared, he started down the south hallway. Crosshair followed, now switched from systematically shooting down every droid to only taking down the ones directly in his path. As I ran behind them, I heard Wrecker’s voice bellow out followed by metal crashing together. Whatever those two were up to worked, as our path to Vekek’s lab remained fairly empty. We only ran into a few droids, which Tech made quick work of to Crosshair’s dismay.

“I let you take them down.” The sniper shoved his shoulder into Tech. I’d say it was playful, but the amount of force behind that shove made me doubt using that word.

“And my fastest reaction time beating yours in the last sim has nothing to do with it?” Tech’s eyes squinted as a grin grew under his helmet at his question.

“...be the last time…” My ears twitched at the mumbled words that came from Crosshair’s helmet. Before I could say anything, Tech skidded to a halt. We had arrived.

Dividers by Djarrex

#The Red Logs: Return to the Temple #star wars fanfic #crosshair x oc #oc x crosshair #sw tbb #star wars the bad batch #tbb fanfiction #tbb fic #long fic #the clone wars fanfic #tcw fanfic

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❝ you haven’t been listening to me, have you? ❞ from cody

andor sentence starters / accepting

" ― what?" Obi-Wan's eyes snapped back into place as Cody's face focused, almost immediately embarrassment flooded his body and for a moment he wanted nothing more than to hide in the depths of his cloak. Luckily enough it was the only other person in the room who would know the exact reason he had been caught not paying any attention. He knew it could have been worse, a senator or ― another Master. The more time wore on, the more he became all aware of Amelia's presence. It never took long for him to sense her entering a room or when she was near. Their connection stronger than ever and while he was lucky now to have Cody beside him, he knew he needed to find a way to keep himself from getting distracted. It filled him with a momentary sense of frustration. "My apologies Cody ― please, tell me your plan and how I may help you."

#starsspin #alt verse: clone wars feat. ( starsspin / commander cody. )#* in character : answered ask.

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✩ WEEKLY FIC ROUND-UP ✩

All the fics I’ve read and really enjoyed in the past week-ish. Reminder: This list features any and all ratings and themes.

Yuri On Ice!!!

Geneviève Nikiforova's Easy Guide on How to Get a Son-in-law by crossroadswrite

“Are you into power tops, Vitya?”

Instead of answering, Vitya chokes on his tea. “Mama!”

“Well. Are you?”

(Or: Local Dramatic Mom Makes Grindr Account to Find Her Son a Husband, What Happens Next Will Warm Your Heart.)

Marvel

scatterbrained and lost in love by jilliancares

“Who flirts with someone when they’re in a committed relationship?”

Wade gapes. Spidey’s in a relationship?

“I’m sorry,” Wade blurts. “I didn’t realize—”

“Whatever,” Spidey interrupts. He takes a step back, standing right on the edge of the roof. “You should’ve told me. It’s not fair to make someone think—” he cuts himself off. Shakes his head. “Whatever,” he repeats.

Or: Spidey overhears one side of a phone call between Wade and his daughter, Ellie. Wade's starting to realize that he probably should've mentioned he had a kid sometime in the last five years.

ATLA

Collect your Courage by Hanaasbananas

Part 1 of The Sun Prince

It is when he lies unconscious, breathing shallowly, his limp hand clutched in Uncle’s that Agni visits him and he thinks this is it.

But Agni says it is not his time. Not yet. Even as he begs for death, clings to her like he once clung to his mother's skirts as a child, she will not grant him this.

She listens patiently as he shrieks and rages, as he accuses her of forsaking him, of not making him as strong as his sister. She holds him as he cries, running her hands through his hair and asks what he did to deserve father’s wrath, the pain that refuses to subside, why he cannot simply fade away.

Eventually, she wipes away his tears, smooths his hair back and says simply: “your people need you.”

Still miraculously my own by letsgofriday

Wherein Zuko, faced with the realisation that he will never marry, finds inspiration in Avatar Kyoshi and decides adoption is the route for him.

disappointment by envysparkler

Jason supposes this is what he gets for delaying his confrontation with the Replacement.

Star Wars

staring down the barrel of the hot sun by magneticwave

“Gone to a Child of the Watch, the Darksaber has,” Grand Master Yoda announces in his creaky little voice. “Peace, there is not, and yet peace, there must be.”

You get to live here, too by vhetin

It was meant to be a short separation: Qui-Gon would get closer to Mandalorian space, get their informant, and come back. Easy. Less than ten days apart. That was, of course, before the dustbowl of a planet Obi-Wan was staying on signed itself over to the Mandalorian Empire. Now, caught up in the Mandalorian takeover with no weapons, no credits, and no contacts, Obi-Wan has to figure out a way back to Republic space and the Jedi.

If he doesn't get caught first.

Real Swooshing Lights and Sounds by thosenearandfarwars

In-universe Jedi action figures, and some disaster trio & Commander Cody fluff. That's all.

trade your heart for bones to know by blackkat

A week after an attack that nearly killed him and his son, Jaster Mereel finds Mostross dead on a battlefield. His killer is a Jedi, grievously wounded, who Jaster takes into his care. By Mandalorian tradition, Jon Antilles owes him a life-debt, and Jaster is cunning enough not to let such a thing slip away.

It's meant to be an entirely political arrangement. It doesn't stay that way for long.

#every week when i publish this i wonder if this is the same high old ladies get #when they go down to the park to feed the ducks bread crumbs #weekly fic round up #my posts #fic recs #sw recs #dc recs #atla recs #marvel recs #yoi recs

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nanagoswife · 3 years

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Noticing You, Noticing Me

Summary: You're the daughter of King Organa, but many outside of your kingdom don't know you. Your brothers Anakin and Varlo are the ones who are in the spotlight. Then your father holds a celebration in your kingdom for many others to attend. Will a certain someone notice you there?

W/C: 1.7k

Warnings: swearing, fighting, light angst

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A knock sounded at your door.

“I didn’t know you were expecting anyone,” your eldest brother, Anakin said with a cheeky smile.

You rolled your eyes as you went to answer the door, “You know exactly who it is. This time, can you at least pull yourself together long enough to not drool over her before you leave.”

He couldn’t help but chuckle as he adjusted his position on his chair. “I’m afraid, little sis, that would be impossible with how close I am to marrying her.”

Once again you rolled your eyes before greeting your best friend, Padmé.

Anakin and Padmé had been together for as long as you could remember. It was a wonder that it took this long for them to get married. Yet, they still aren’t. Their wedding isn’t going to take place for nearly a year from now.

To your surprise, you were met by a very annoyed look on your friend’s face which immediately filled you with concern.

Before you could ask what happened, Padmé answered for you.

“Varlo is a right piece of shit,” she said angrily.

Although you couldn’t see, you knew Anakin had straightened in his seat as he listened. The smallest thing that happened to his fiancé tended to always throw him into an immediate protective mode. Well, that happened with whoever he was extremely close to.

“What did he do this time?” you asked as you guided her into the room. Varlo, your other older brother, had a tendency to be a bit of a pain. Although the two of you were super close, he could sometimes go too far. Especially when it came to people other than you and Anakin. The only person he didn’t mess with was any of the guard or your father, Bail Organa.

Your friend plopped down on the sofa beside Anakin’s chair with a sigh.

“Nothing today really,” she said, sighing once again. “Just playing games that I don’t have the energy to deal with today.”

“Would you like me to talk to him,” Anakin cut in, taking Padmé’s hand and gently massaging it. He was sitting on the edge of his seat, ready to go find Varlo to set him straight. You had to stop yourself from chuckling.

Padmé only shook her head, meeting Anakin’s gaze. Right then, was when you rolled your eyes for the millionth time as he did exactly what you asked him not to.

Clearing your throat, you took your place beside your friend.

“Anakin, didn’t you say you would meet Ahsoka, Sir Fisto and Sir Koon at the training grounds?”

An alarmed look took over your brother’s expression.

“Oh no. What time is it? They’re going to kill me if I’m late again.”

Both you and Padmé looked at each other with looks of amusement as Anakin shot out of his chair. After he gave her a quick kiss goodbye, he fled the room. You wouldn’t have been surprised if he ran to the training grounds.

The two of you burst into laughter once the door had closed.

“You’re marrying that,” you said through your laughter.

“True, but you’ve dealt with that your whole life. He’ll still be your problem.”

Padmé’s statement threw you into another fit of laughter.

Once the two of you had calmed down once again, you turned in your seat. She mirrored you.

“So, what brings you here today other than obviously wanting to be in the presence of the best person in the world?”

She beamed and looked as if she wanted to tease, until some sort of realization came over her. “Have you not yet heard?”

Confusion filled you. “Heard what?”

“About King Organa’s celebration at the castle next week. Has he not yet told you?”

You shook your head. “Anakin and I have been here all morning. So was Varlo for most of it.”

A look of understanding came over her. She knew how close you and your brothers were. So much so that the three of you would always find days where you would all spend time with each other. Whether it be in one room or going out to a nearby village to have some fun.

“I heard that King Qui-Gon Jinn and his son, Prince Obi-Wan Kenobi would be attending. There’s also…” Padmé trailed off when she saw your far off gaze. “Y/N?”

“Padmé, you know no one will notice me. Hardly anybody knows I exist. So many think my brothers are the only children of my father,” you replied as you felt your throat tighten. Although you tried not to think about it, it was still painful.

Padmé moved closer to you and took your hand with a caring smile.

“The only thing that matters is that we care for you. The people in the villages care about you and all the good you do for them and helping the poor. If other kingdoms don’t see you because they only see your brothers, who cares? Anakin and Varlo love you. Your father loves you. And you have me.”

You gave your friend a grateful smile. She always knew how to cheer you up, and this was no exception. Every time you felt like you would never be noticed, she always reminded you of how you were. Deep down, you knew you were. Other than your family and close friends, you also had people like Ahsoka, or Snips as Anakin likes to call her, and others like Rex, the head of the royal guard, and Sir Kit Fisto and Sir Plo Koon. Not to mention the multitude of guards that you were friends with. Especially Fives and Echo.

The more you thought of it, the bigger you smiled.

“See,” Padmé started as she squeezed your hand, “there you go. Your kingdom loves you.”

Before anymore could be said, another knock rang out through the room. When you answered, your father was there.

Looking over your shoulder, he chuckled, “I see you already found out about next week.”

“I did.”

When you looked over at your friend she couldn’t help but smile sheepishly. She tried her best to let your father, the king, be the one to give you the news of these things, but she usually got to you first.

You knew, though, that your father preferred it. He was busy enough so it was nice for him to save some time.

“I also wanted to tell you that the first guests will start arriving six days from now.”

For a moment you thought to yourself. “Father, that’s the day I said I would go to the Naboo village to assist in the set up of a small festival.”

Although it was true, your father knew of your true intentions. It’s not that you didn’t like greeting parties, but you knew you would most likely be looked over. So, in your mind, what was the point?

You were expecting your father to try and reason with you, but a sympathetic look came over him as he smirked.

“Alright, my sweet. At least promise me to tell Anakin-”

You opened your mouth to interject but he raised a hand to silence you.

“You get to tell him. Not only that, but you must also promise me to come to the ball that will be held.”

A smile crossed your lips at the mention of a ball. It was always a time where you and your brothers and Padmé could really have fun. Most of the night you and Varlo would dance together while you stole a couple dances with Anakin. If you weren’t dancing, you were with Padmé. Sometimes the two of you would sneak off and she would tell you of the gossip she had heard. Balls were events you hardly ever dreaded.

“It’s a deal then?” your father asked as you reminisced in the memories.

You smiled brightly as you caught a glimpse of your friend who still sat on the sofa. “Deal.”

“Come now, my prince. I heard that King Organa has a daughter,” Cody, Obi-Wan’s best friend and protector, said as they sparred.

Obi-Wan chuckled. “Do you really think I’m that desperate?”

Dodging his opponent’s strike, he was able to push Cody back far enough to where they were circling each other, looking for an opening. It was nearly impossible as the two have sparred with each other for so long that they knew every move the other was going to make before they could even act. This left this period of time to be dragged out as they used it to catch their breath, wiping sweat away from their eyes.

“Desperate? No. But you never know.”

“I wasn’t even aware that King Organa had a daughter,” Obi-Wan said as he finally broke the still moment.

Cody laughed, “Not many do. Not when you have two famous brothers like Anakin and Varlo overshadowing you.”

The two stayed silent for a moment as they fought each other off. Each block and strike being made with precision that drew the fight out longer.

“I guess you have a point,” Obi-Wan grunted out as he locked his sword with Cody’s, bringing them face to face.

“She does amazing things for her kingdom too. It’s a shame that no one pays attention to any of it.”

Obi-Wan felt a slight sense of guilt fill him. It only built as Cody explained more of what you’ve done for your people. How had he never heard of you? Why were none of your accomplishments well known in other kingdoms?

He got so lost in thought that he left an opening for Cody. Being the talented fighter that he is, he took it, throwing Obi-Wan to the ground and pointing his blunted sword to Obi-Wan’s throat.

“Are you sure ‘desperate’ isn’t the right word?”

“More like entranced, my friend,” Obi-Wan said with a fond smile at the commander.

Cody rolled his eyes before offering a hand to the prince. “I should mention her more often if it means I’ll win.”

Shaking his head with a soft chuckle, Obi-Wan turned to put away his training gear. Now thinking that the trip to your kingdom may not be too bad after all.

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#obi wan x you #obi wan imagine #obi wan kenobi imagine #obi wan kenobi x reader #obi wan fanfiction #obi wan x reader #obi wan star wars #obi wan fic #obi wan #obi wan kenobi #obi wan kenobi x you #obi wan x y/n #royal au #obi wan au #qui gon jinn #qui gon/obi wan #commander cody #obi wan and cody #cody

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growup-thatbeautiful · 3 years

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Clone Wars Character on TikTok

Anakin- Poor Anakin, man does not have a that many creative ideas, but his life and ideas are strange enough that he gets a lot of followers easily. He’s also almost constantly videoing things too, so he’s able to get real time. There are so so many videos showing the reactions that Obi-Wan has because of his dumbass plans.

Everyone, literally everyone, thought he was an f-boy until he made a post, super confused, saying that he has a wife?? That he loves so much? So, coincidentally, the next videos he posts are him and his wife, who doesn’t show her face but there’s a poll going on about who it is. Most people have figured it, though, because some of his videos are him just listening to Mrs. Skywalker rant about people in the Senate when she comes home to him.

He also tries to convince everyone that he’s the best husband in the world by videoing himself cooking her dinner, which he always burns. In those videos, Obi-Wan and Ahsoka, staples on Anakin’s account, are heard in the background giving him absolutely terrible advice on how to fix it. They usually end up with burnt pans and a whole bunch of frantic clips of Obi-Wan trying to turn off the oven, “My dear, your time is up.” And Anakin in the background “Force, that’s not going to kriffing work, Master. I’m coming in with the water gun.” (No one questions why there’s a water gun.) Ahsoka is just….chilling in the background. She’s just as clueless as the rest of them, but it’s funnier to watch them almost burn down Padame��s kitchen before she tries to step in and make things worse.

Ahsoka-Her feed is a more controlled chaos than Anakin’s, but chaos nonetheless. She does a lot of dance challenges with Fives, and is sometimes able to rope in Anakin, who tries really hard but is terrible at it, and Rex, who doesn’t actually dance and just stands there staring at the camera. There was one time she got Obi-Wan to do it with her, and he absolutely crushed it. All that grace has to help him somewhere else, right? Because she does dance videos, though, sometimes she get inappropriate comments or duets, which Rex, Obi-Wan, Plo, Fives, and Anakin all duet or make a video about explaining that she’s a minor and how unacceptable this is. Well, that’s what every but Rex does. Rex won’t let anyone, anyone, talk to his little sister like that, so he makes a super menacing video of him cleaning his guns.

Needless to say, she does a lot of videos with Rex. They do a lot of random videos of their conversations and pointless arguments. They also do so a lot of competitions with each other, rather it’s staring contests or sparring matches. Their sparring match videos are actually super popular, and they get more and more intense and complicated as they go on. There are never any weapons involved, but they get to show off combat skills and have huge fights across the ship or compound. Their usually filmed by a hysterical Anakin or Fives. Obi-Wan has made his disapproval clear, but there’s a video on Ahsoka’s account of him betting on the outcome.

Obi-Wan- Mostly on Cottagecore TikTok and posts aesthetic videos of him meditating, making fancy, pretty tea drinks, or any other mundane thing he does. He also posts self-defense videos to teach people how to protect themselves, and gives tips of how to use the force and how to help meditate. I think he posts once a week, but posts a bunch at one time because he’ll have one day of silence where he can get stuff for himself done. Basically, his account is to comfort people, to help people, in perfect Obi-Wan fashion.

He also posts encouraging videos to cheer people up when they need it. Cute messages like “Today’s going to be a good day” with that award winning Negotiator smile that get galaxy wide comments and duets. Sometimes the messages border on him illegally sharing decisions that the Senate’s made, like when he announced on his feed that a certain Planet should get ready to party because a certain vote had gone a certain way.

Sometimes, though, he posts videos of Ahsoka, Anakin, or Cody doing incredibly stupid things. It’s become a series, he shows the person do or say the stupidest things, and then he zooms in on someone else’s face. The most common duo is Anakin and Rex, but sometimes there’s Waxer and Cody, once or twice, Obi-Wan and Cody.

Rex- He doesn’t post a lot, and when he does he’s usually not really in them. People only know him specifically because he’s in so many of Ahsoka’s videos. His are mostly “the stuff I have to deal with videos” showing petty fights between some of the 501st or some animal that a soldier decided they wanted to sneak into the ship. That, of course, lead to a blowup on his account, so he started posting lots of content with his brothers. Ahsoka has the notion that he’s doing it to help the way people see Clones, but he does seem to enjoy it a lot.

He, like Obi-Wan, posts hand to hand combat training video to help people in the galaxy, put his training to more use. He makes sure to show how to hold your first in a punch, how to safely clean a blaster, how to take a punch. Some of his posts are to teach people about clones and mando’a traditions. But he’s not all serious. He likes making videos of him and his brothers when they go out to do things for fun or they go out to 79’s.

This one might be a bit far fetched, but I think he would also post videos of him and Ahsoka doing mundane things together, repainting their armour, making bracelets or some stuff on the floors of the bunks during hyperspace. It’s calmer than what Ahsoka posts, and purposely so.

Fives-Oh man. Fives’ account is a wreck. Half of the videos are him running away from something he’s done and the other half are him running into things that he shouldn’t about to be doing. Shakily filmed, someone (usually himself) screaming in the background, you can hear him panting and out of breath. A lot of the times Anakin is with him or chasing after him, and as you can almost always hear Rex cursing and yelling at them to stop, especially if they haven’t done the thing yet because that means they have a plan. When Fives has a plan it ends up being worse than when he makes it up on the spot.

He also posts videos of him giving people in the streets compliments, because he’s sweet like that. He usually gets pretty funny reactions most of the time, and the few times they’re bad reactions he simply flips the camera and grimaces, then, of course, starts laughing because he’s not going to let one person put him down.

He also has a series of him painting the Bi flag all over the ship and waiting to see people’s reactions. The cutest was that one time Ahsoka walked past and ran her fingers along it softly and smiling. Also notable was the time Obi-Wan caught him midway through and just pretended he didn’t see him. All of those are posted with the persons permission, of course.

Aayla and Bly- They share an account where they do ALL of the couple-y stuff. Any couples challenge that they’re asked to do, they do. It’s hard to do the challenges like “You could’ve been nicer to me today” because they’re both on it all the time and have definitely heard of it, but they make do with all kinds of others. Aayla and Bly are definitely one of those couples that adopts all the kids that follow their account, and they’re ready to fight anyone who says anything bad the Clones or the Jedi.

There’s also a large amount of videos that some of the 327th takes of them cuddling together, training together, polishing weapons together. Basically, their account is them being cute and the rest of the 327th either being incredibly supportive of them or gagging at all the PDA. They start a trend where they go up in front of random people around the ship and start making out to get the reaction. Some examples of the best reactions are franticly running outside of the room, slapping Bly across the back of the head, and wild cheering.

Cody: You’re kidding, right? He does not have time to do the TikTok, nor does he understand TikTok at all. He is in most of Obi-Wan’s videos, and he’s sometimes in Rex’s too. Most of the time he’s telling all of them not to do whatever they’re about to do, or he’s sitting on the floor and crying with Rex.

Anakin actually started making videos called “When you see your dad and your other dad be romantic.” Where it’s just him finding Obi-Wan and Cody doing cute things in random places, followed by Anakin or Ahsoka making faces at the camera.

Plo- Parent side of TikTok for sure. His account features so many, so many, videos of him doing fun things with the 104th. He may seem like an extremely serious man, but put him with all of his kids and has almost no impulse control. They ask to stop at that restaurant they saw on the way to their mission, and he makes it happen. Everyone pretends not to notice because they wouldn’t dare go against him.

This account is also mostly run by everyone in the 104th because A. Plo doesn’t have a password and B. That’s how they get a bunch of footage. The phone is passed around throughout the day, but all of the content focuses on the Plo’s Bros relationships. Anything that he does, from giving a shiny a thumbs up when he comes up with a new plan, to teaching some of the older clones who are a little overworked how to take deep breaths. All the followers also a learn the Plo is absolutely terrible at any kind of card games, which is shown when they post video after video of the bets he looses.

Next for Star Wars I’ll be doing Bad Batch, then, because this got so long, I’ll do one with some more characters! Sorry it’s so long, this ran away from me a bit.

Some clone wars beautiful mutuals @radbatch (Who is the absolute best person to talk to about Ahsoka ever period end of story) of course and @maiseey (Who is now my my mutual? How?)

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calltomuster · 3 years

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Star Wars Fic Recs Part the Fourth

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Been a few weeks since I've done one of these and I've read/reread some great fics recently so let me share them with you now!

And I Fear Nothing by @maiseey (Obi-Wan/Cody, WIP, 11/? chapters, 43.4k words) Picture this: I am sitting in the parking lot of my local grocery store, having just bought a load of perishables. I get the email that And I Fear Nothing has just been updated. What do I do: run home to preserve the food I just paid for, or sit in my car and read the new chapter right away? The answer is obvious, of course! That is exactly the situation I found myself in last week when chapter 11 dropped and I did in fact choose to read it in spite of my groceries, that's how much I love this fic. In this fic, Obi-Wan and Cody are raising Luke and Leia together on Tatooine, and they've got so much trauma, and new + old wounds, and love for each other and the children they're raising that it both warms your heart and tears it apart. But that's not all, this fic expands beyond just the small home in the middle of the Jundland Wastes and explores Ahsoka and Rex and their journey to de-chip as many clones as possible. I love this fic because it doesn't shy away from hard conversations, but it does it in a way that makes you want to cry and give everyone involved a hug. Plus, there are some fantastic minor clone characters that you will 100% want to die for by the time you finish reading. Cannot recommend this fic enough.

Obligate by @communistkenobi (gen, one-shot, 23.9k words, Obi-Wan & Anakin & Ahsoka) Just when you thought the Deception arc didn't have enough pain, this AU sees Anakin fake his death instead of Obi-Wan! My heart is physically ripped out of my chest just thinking about this fic, so imagine what it'd do to you actually reading it. Anything @communistkenobi writes is so well-done and I've gone through his works list on AO3 multiple times, but somehow I missed this when it was first posted and it was like a wonderfully delightful surprise when I ran into it the other day. So, so good. Highly recommend!

Moirai by damonkey (gen, WIP, 4/? chapters, 9.2k words, Obi-Wan & Qui-Gon) All I can really say about this fic without giving anything away is that it's a Phantom Menace AU and it's so intriguing. The author is very deliberate in having a vague summary and only tagging as the story progresses, so I truly have no idea what's ahead of me but it's so -- as I said -- intriguing that I'm happy to strap into the ride. Ahhhh I'm skimming through the fic and there are so many things I want to mention but I don't want to give anything away!

Almost Home by @frunbuns (gen, one-shot, 5.2k words, Obi-Wan & Anakin) You know, every time I recc a Modern AU I'm like "I don't usually like Modern AUs but..." and then proceed to gush over the fic. I went and checked and I've recced a Modern AU on almost every fic rec list I've made! Maybe I do like Modern AUs?? Or maybe the fics are just that good -- and this fic is definitely that good. In this fic, the first of a planned series of fics set in a modern Star Wars universe, Obi-Wan is reeling from the loss of his adoptive father Qui-Gon and has to care for a young Anakin. Ooooooof. Definitely hits you right in the feels, this one. Love the non-chronological storytelling too!

Naked and Not Paid by biscuitlevitation (Obi-Wan/212th Attack Battalion, WIP, 6/? chapters, 14.9k words) This fic is essentially ~15k words of the clones thirsting over Obi-Wan and it is the funniest thing I have read all year. I'm not kidding, I just read the last chapter which features space-church-lady!Anakin and I laughed so hard I cried. I'm cracking up just thinking about it. I promise you will have a good time reading this fic. And if the tag "Obi-Wan Kenobi/212th Attack Battalion" puts you off, let me just say there's no sex in this at all, it's just thirst. And it's hilarious.

Full Disclosure by @trixree (Obi-Wan/Cody, WIP, 2/3 chapters, 7.4k words) ROTS AU in which the Force bonds Obi-Wan has formed with a few members of the 212th save them from the chip and Order 66, but it doesn't stop the devastation from happening on a mass scale and they all have to try and deal with Mustafar and Luke and Leia. This fic manages to be both extremely soft and extremely gut-wrenching at the same time, and I wish I could leave more kudos. Full disclosure (get it, little pun there for ya), I will be dying until the final chapter comes out. Time to go listen to Olivia Rodrigo and reread this fic and just live in my feels.

Thirteen Days by @ewanmcgregorismyhomeboy12 (gen, one-shot, 4.1k words, Obi-Wan & Anakin) Post-Zygerria arc, Anakin dresses an unconscious Obi-Wan's injuries and struggles. Ahhhh this fic is one of my favorite Zygerria arc fics, and given that that's my favorite arc, that's saying a lot! Obi-Wan doesn't say a word in this fic, but his presence is very much there, if you know what I mean. And the descriptions of injuries here are pretty graphic at times, but it's so good that you'll want to keep reading even if you have to do it through the fingers covering your eyes.

brother, let me be your shelter by @kenobilovebot (gen, one-shot, 1.6k words, Obi-Wan & Anakin) This fic packs so much tenderness in a short amount of words. It covers an AU in which Obi-Wan's issues from Zigoola never really resolve, and Anakin finds out when -- well, you'll just have to read for yourself. I love Zigoola because it is such an excellent whumpfest for poor Obi-Wan and this fic is great for that, but also highlights Anakin and Obi-Wan's relationship.

A Padawan At War (Again) series by @itstimeforstarwars (gen, 3 parts, 100k words, Obi-Wan & Anakin) In this series, Obi-Wan and Anakin are transported from The Phantom Menace into the Clone Wars and have to deal with all that comes with it: fighting wars, discovering a Padawan you never knew you had, dueling your grandmaster who apparently is a Sith Lord now(?!) and all the rest. This series is a great ride, and I look forward to every update. Note: the first fic in this series is a one-shot that was expanded upon, and it drops you in media res. The second fic is a prequel that shows how they got to that point, and the third fic is the sequel that shows what comes after.

The Desert Storm series by @blue-sunshine-mauve-morning (complete, 24 parts, 1.144 million words) There has never been a better time to start reading this series. If you read Star Wars fics on AO3, then you've definitely seen the Desert Storm series before, but maybe you were daunted by the high word count, or felt like it would be too much effort to go all the way to the beginning of a series but couldn't just jump in halfway. Let me tell you, it's 100% worth it, and now is the perfect time to read this series if you haven't already. This series is complete, but it turns out it's all just Act 1 of the larger story, which will continue in the Rise and Fall series. @blue-sunshine-mauve-morning is taking a break right now before starting the next series, so you have ample time to get caught up, and YOU REALLY SHOULD. Let me tell you, this series had me on the edge of my seat more than any other piece of media I can remember. With the most recent chapters, where everything that has been building for a million words came to a head, I would get so worked up after each chapter that beforehand I would have to queue up calming things to watch afterwards, and it still wouldn't be enough and I'd be too full of feelings to get anything done the rest of the day. Seriously, this series is amazing. And if you HAVE read it before but haven't reread, now is the perfect time for that as well. I've reread this series multiple times and it's so rewarding because the author sprinkled in so many hints as to what will come that you only understand the second (or third) time around. I know I've written a lot for this rec but this is a long series and it deserves it. Go read! Now!

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swbumblebee · 3 years

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The group of Jedi Generals and senior clone officers were clustered together in the hanger, watching with keen eyes as troops from both the 212th and the 501st were suiting up and organising themselves into ground teams, ready to ship out.

Marshall Commander Cody let the usual Skywalker/Tano banter wash over him, as much background noise as the whirring of machinery and the thud of boots. Instead he focused his gaze on his own General, who was standing silently with an uncharacteristically distant look on his face.

“Sir, everything alright?” he asked in a low voice, positioning himself so the question was as private as possible.

The Jedi didn’t move for a solid twenty seconds.

Cody dithered.

“Sir?”

“Hmmm?!”

General Kenobi finally acknowledged him, seemingly quite startled to find Cody so close. “Oh ah, yes. Sorry Cody I’m just…” he trailed off, and Cody watched with a sinking feeling as the vacant look took over his face once more.

He was starting to recognise that look:

Force Oisk was going down.

“Padawan” the General cleared his throat suddenly and Cody was instantly alert.

To his amusement, both the younger Jedi looked up at the summons, stopping their horsing around immediately.

“Would you run and fetch my Shoto from my room please?” the senior Jedi asked politely, addressing Commander Tano.

Both younger people looked at him with the most confusing expressions. General Skywalker tilted his head in surprise and Commander Tano’s eyes widened in excitement as a smile formed.

“Really?” She asked in an endearingly childish tone, as if her Grand Master had just announced life day had come early. Cody half expected her to start bouncing on the balls of her feet.

General Kenobi only hummed in confirmation, tilting his head as if listening to something. If he wasn’t so used to the aforementioned Force Oisk, it would have been decidedly creepy to Cody.

“Yes…” he tapped his chin thoughtfully. “I’m not quite…but…yes” the General finally said, nodding firmly once at the end of his sentence. “Would you mind?”

“Err Sure! I’ll go get it now!” she exclaimed enthusiastically. Turning back to the group seemingly as an afterthought, halfway to the doors, “I call Master Obi-Wan’s squad!” she called as she bounded out.

General Kenobi shook his head fondly.

“Sorry, Sir…what’s a shoto?” Cody asked, hoping to jump in before it became any more of A Thing.

“Ah apologies Cody, that was rude of me” his C.O apologised. “A Shoto is a second lightsaber blade, slightly shorter than a main sabre. One uses it when performing double bladed fighting forms.”

Cody blinked.

He knew there were Jedi who had two sabers, Commander Tano for instance, but he’d never seen his own use anything other than his trademark single azure blade. Force knows he was lethal enough with it.

“Yeah, Jar’Kai” General Skywalker chimed in. “Master’s really good at it.”

Of course he was. Cody would have been surprised if his breathtakingly competent General was bad at anything.

“I don’t suppose it’s telling you why?” Skywalker asked drily.

“Unfortunately not” his Master replied flatly.

Before Cody could ask what the hell they were talking about now, Commander Tano positively skipped back over to them waving a lightsaber hilt that was slightly stubbier than the one Cody was used to seeing.

“I’ve got it!”

It would’ve been a very cold person who didn’t smile at the enthusiasm of the young Jedi, and like the sun coming out from behind the clouds Cody’s General gave a soft smile as he took the hilt in his hands, briskly clipping it to his belt.

“Thank you Ahsoka.” The senior Jedi cleared his throat “hopefully I won’t have call to use it but” he shrugged “at least I can be prepared.”

Cody had A Bad Feeling about this.

“Master please can I go with Master Obi-Wan?” Commander Tano’s excited plea cut off his next question as she bounced in front of Skywalker, who rolled his eyes.

“I hope you’re as excited to hang out with me one day” he teased.

“We’ll hardly be ‘hanging out’” General Kenobi corrected. “But, Anakin if you have no objections, Ahsoka you’re with me.”

Skywalker nodded and shook his head fondly as Commander Tano punched the air.

“Try and learn something Snips” he tugged playfully on her Padawan beads “I’ll see you later.” He looked at them all, suddenly serious “May the Force be with us.”

---

Cody had tried to prize an explanation from his mystic Jedi before they found themselves in the middle of the fray:

“General, why did you have to bring your shoto blade?”

He got a shrug in return.

“The Force told me to.”

Well. Ask a silly question.

But an hour or so later, as Cody paused (rather unprofessionally) mid-way through kicking a clanker into the other end of next week, it became apparent that the Force knew what it was doing.

Gradually the others around him, separatist and clone, were pausing and looking up as one, as on the top of a low building just up ahead their General was showing them just what this “Jar’Kai form” in the hands of a Jedi Master could do.

Once the spectacle had caught his attention Cody found he couldn’t look away; his General was moving almost faster than the eye could follow; blue and yellow blurs following him as he quite simply decimated the forces in between him and his goals; both the rusty old bastard that was Grievous, and the all-important controls for the shield generator.

Flips, turns, twists and jumps. So far away from his usual contained, tight style. Every so often the sun glinted off red hair, highlighting intense blue eyes and a determined grimace that spoke of utmost concentration, and the whole picture looked like a scene from one of the stained glass windows Cody once saw in a place of worship on some long forgotten planet.

He could’ve stared at the scene quite happily for hours.

“Still with us Commander?”

Waxer’s voice, clearly amused, in his ear brought him crashing back down to earth.

He cleared his throat, infinitely glad his helmet concealed his blush at being court staring (he did not moon, thank you very much Rex).

“Lieutenant. Keep that flank covered” he instructed, with a vicious kick to a nearby grenade bot.

Waxer, the impertinent shit, snorted in his ear.

“Don’t you worry Codes, if you ask Tano nicely she might let you borrow her recording. Maybe just tell her you also want some pointers on your Lightsaber work.”

That little-

The click of the radio signaled the dead air that met his insults.

---

There was no denying the very small voice at the back of the Commander’s mind that was seriously considering nabbing the footage, but by the end of the battle reality was sinking in. It occurred to Cody that there were now twice as many lightsabers to catch when they inevitably fell from a great and dangerous height.

Wonderfull.

#cody #obi-wan kenobi #the team #codywan #or at least #Cody's got a crush #snippet of nothing #Master Kenobi is a badass #Ahsoka is a Jedi nerd #anakin skywalker #ahsoka tano #Cody is the heart eyes emoji #general Kenobi #Master Kenobi #obi-wan fanfic

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lilhawkeye3 · 3 years

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General’s Orders

Obi-Wan Kenobi x afab!Reader x Commander Cody

Rating: I’m going to hell ||| Word Count: 4.3k ||| NSFW Masterlist ||| AO3 Link

Summary: You’re caught in the middle of General Kenobi and Commander Cody’s arguing one evening. Maybe they can make it up to you with their apology.

A/N: this is just 100% pure filth and I have nothing to say for myself. Gift for @redrobinhoods & thanks to @catsnkooks and @mxsamwilson for their help💕

Warnings: threesome (reader/m/m), piv, oral, cum eating, handjob, light restraint & power play, Obi-Wan stress relieving by taking control

They’ve been fighting for what feels like hours, even though you know it can’t be more than a few minutes. Either way, neither of them will shut. up.

You can’t hide your growing rage as General Kenobi and Commander Cody ignore you in favor of raising their voices at each other across the holotable. You feel like you’ve become invisible, you and your work, because neither of them seem to notice your existence any longer.

You can’t help when you shout in wordless rage, hands clenched into fists at your side. Finally, at least, they’re both looking at you when you open your eyes again.

Well, staring.

“Are you alright, officer?” General Kenobi asks, body drained of its previous tension as he shoots you a concerned look.

The commander represses a sigh as you turn your glare solely onto your general.

“No, everything isn’t ‘alright.’ I’ve been working my ass off to get this intel for days straight and now I’ve had to listen to you two bicker over pointless information instead of acknowledging this opportunity!” Or me goes unsaid, but you’re certain they heard it loud and clear anyways.

You’re tired. No, you’re exhausted. Obi-Wan Kenobi and Cody are the two people you respect most in this kriffing war. They’ve never dismissed you outright and always at least let you have a say in a situation, even if they disagreed with your point. But they’ve never made you feel invisible until now.

“I’m sorry, mesh’la. We got… carried away. We’ve been putting off this fight all day, and you got caught in the crossfire,” Cody says, approaching you slowly until he’s near enough to take one of your hands. When you don’t pull away, he curls his fingers around yours and places your palm against his chestplate. “We’re listening now, if you want to continue.”

General Kenobi is unusually silent compared to normal, his eyes flickering between you and his commander. He watches as your shoulders fall reluctantly, the fight leaving you for now. You’re still angry, but don’t have the energy to fight any longer. “It’s fine. It’s not critical. We can deal with it tomorrow.”

The General finally hums, and you jolt at the reminder that you and Cody aren’t alone. “I think that would be best for now, my dear. Would you let Cody and I escort you to the mess hall as an apology?”

You smile softly at his genuine offer but shake your head. “No, thank you, General. I was going to head straight back to my bunk.”

“We’ll take you there, then,” Cody offered, sounding much lighter and more relaxed than he had only minutes ago.

They seem to have stopped arguing for now and you no longer feel caught in the middle… and who are you to say no to your favorite general and commander? “Alright, sure.”

Cody shares a guarded look with your general but the two seem to agree. They take up positions on either side of you as you leave the room and head through the halls. They’ve always walked close to you under normal circumstances, but tonight there’s something different. Cody’s hand still clutches yours, anchoring you to him, while General Kenobi’s hand slides to the small of your back, his thumb brushing against your spine in a soothing rhythm.

It’s… nice. It almost feels like an apology. A silent way to show that you are important to them, despite the way they’d been acting tonight.

You lean into both of them, your hands clutching at Cody’s arm to pull him nearer as you let your weight fall into the General’s side. They’re both warm and solid. They’re your rocks, what grounds you, even if they’re a bit dense sometimes.

The door to your room arrives all too soon, and you’re not ready or willing to let them go. You want them to stay… but you’re not willing to lose what you have.

General Kenobi murmurs your name, and you lazily turn to look up at him. His blue eyes are deep enough to drown you. “Will you let us come in, darling? Help you relax?”

Cody’s other hand comes up so he can gently grab your chin and guide you to look at him instead. “What do you say, cyare ?”

The general’s voice is filled with amusement. “‘Cyare?’” Cody shoots him a glare.

You’re not up for them to restart their fight, so you interrupt before it can become a measuring contest and answer the original question. “Yes, yes you can both come in, General.”

He shakes his head slightly. “Just Obi-Wan– and Cody– for now. I believe this is considered a casual affair.”

You can’t help the laugh that slips free as you let go of Cody long enough to press the code to your keypad. The door slides open, and you eagerly pull them into a softly lit room.

Now that you’re in your smaller quarters, though, you freeze, nerve creeping up your limbs. It’s one thing to be with them in a professional setting, or with a group, but now… this feels domestic, almost. This is your one spot in the entire galaxy that is just yours. You hope they understand how important they are to you that you’ve let them in this space.

“So… this is it,” you say lamely, gesturing to your tiny quarters.

“Yes, it is.” You don’t think Cody is talking about your room.

“Forgive me if I’m overstepping, my dear,” Obi-Wan says, and you turn back towards him curiously. “Would you happen to have… loungewear under your uniform?”

You feel your face heat up, but you’re curious to see what’s brewing in the elusive Jedi’s mind. “Yeah? I have compression shorts and a sports bra.”

He takes a step towards you so you have to tilt your head back further to look up at him. You nearly stumble back, but Cody’s hands are now on your shoulders holding you steady under the general’s gaze.

“Will you let us help you unwind, darling?”

You don’t trust your voice, so you nod stiffly. You shiver as Cody’s fingers trail down your spine until grip settles at your waist. “You got to use words, cyare.”

“No.”

Obi-Wan’s smile is still soft as he takes a step back, allowing you breathing space. You appreciate it. You feel less closed in now, your mind more at ease.

“Forgive us for presuming–”

“I want you to make me scream .”

Cody’s chuckle has you arching back into him as his breath ghosts over the shell of your ear. When did he get so close? “And to think, the general and I were going to be soft with you, but then you had to go and be so bratty.”

“We’ll still take care of you, dear,” Obi-Wan murmured, pulling you against his chest so you’re well and truly pinned between them.

“Good,” you try and respond smoothly, but you’re aware it probably comes out far more breathy than you meant. “You both owe me that much.”

Okay, so maybe you deserved the playful bite to your pulse point that Cody gave you in retribution.

“And to think you’re usually so good at following orders,” Obi-Wan sighed, and your eyes widen as his hand comes up to lightly circle your throat. “Strip. Now.”

You’re not about to argue with the growl that’s slipped into his voice, or that way his eyes flash, daring you to disobey.

You hold his gaze challengingly as you unzip the front of your uniform, letting it slide off your shoulders and arms to pool at your waist. The heat from both men rolls over you like a drug, urging you to continue this game that you've started.

"Not gonna finish the job?" Cody growls.

"Why bother, when I could have you do it for me?" You taunt back.

You know you'll pay for it later, but for now he lets you get away with it and moves to tug your uniform down your legs. Obi-Wan's grip still has you unable to look away from his face, so when you gasp at the unexpected trail of kisses Cody leaves down the inside of your thighs, you know your general is studying and memorizing your reactions for later.

Obi-Wan raises a brow. "Cody dear, take your time. I think our good officer here likes the attention you're giving them."

You're still not allowed to look down, and yet you can still feel Cody's grin against your knee... and then his tongue as his moves back up towards your center, and your legs nearly buckle under you.

Between Obi-Wan's and Cody's grips on you, you barely move an inch, but your eyes roll back in your head as Cody nips at you, and you know a trail of his marks will be left behind.

Cody slides the compression shorts down your legs and immediately his lips find your pussy, licking directly into you as Obi-Wan’s grip on your throat becomes firmer, a reminder for you to be good and you’ll be rewarded.

“Keep your eyes open for me, dear. I want to watch Cody take you apart.”

You try to fight the way your eyelashes fight to flutter shut as Cody replaces his tongue with his finger, holding it steady for you to clench on as he moves up to blow air lightly against your clit before leaning forward and sucking lightly over the sensitive bud.

Obi-Wan's other hand steals the rest of your attention as he slides it under your bra, circling his thumb over your soft nipple, making you yearn to lean into his touch– but you remain still, trying desperately to stay good for them

Even though you've remained still, a quiet whine still slips from your lips. Cody's ministrations feel too good, and not only that, but to have both of them focused on you so wholly, it has you ready to combust. You want to be good, you want to be theirs, you want to know what it's like to cum on Cody's tongue and around his fingers, you want to be praised further by your general...

"General, please," you gasp, bucking your hips so Cody's fingers slide further into you. Obi-Wan's thumb rubs gentle circles against your neck as your eyes roll back, a ragged whimper torn from you.

"Please what?" He murmurs, leaning forward and ghosting his lips against the corner of your mouth. You instinctively try and turn your head, wanting desperately for him to kiss you.

But Cody must not like that you're paying attention to Obi-Wan instead of him, because then you feel him flicking his tongue against you, lapping up your wetness and coaxing more from you at the same time. Your cunt flutters around him, but his arms hold you too strong for you to be able to move much. Just the thought that you could look down and see his head between your legs, see his face coated in your cum, see his eyes darkened with desire and staring up at you....

"Please, can I look at him, General?"

"Use your words, darling."

Stars, he's gonna make you say it. "I- I want to see the commander between my legs! Please, I want to see him, I want to see Cody–"

His chuckle is lower than you've ever heard before, and Cody's muffled groan reaches your ears as you clench down on him again. "Well, since you asked so nicely..."

Obi-Wan releases your neck and moves behind you in a flash, his hand remaining on your breast and his forearm pressing against your chest and holding your back against his own front. You can feel his cock pressing against your lower back through his robes, and while your first thought is to tilt your head back against his shoulder, you have enough control to remember what you asked for. so you look down and–

Fuck, you've never seen anything more gorgeous.

The lower half of Cody's face is glistening in your juices. His pupils are huge, eyes dark enough that you can see your own flushed reflection in them. His cheeks are a shadow darker than normal, his normally neat hair a wild mess– oh how you want to bury your fingers in it. He pulls away enough so that you can see him deliberately lick his lips like you're the sweetest thing he's ever tasted.

"Cody," you moan, eyes shutting and leaning back into Obi-Wan's embrace. "Cody please, just there, ohhh fuck..."

His mouth stills, and your eyes shoot open again to stare down at him, betrayed.

"You said you wanted to look at him," Obi-Wan reminded you, low in your ear. "And what happened to calling him ‘Commander?’"

You don't respond to him, mind blank as Cody sucks hard on your clit and you feel the coil in your abdomen curling tighter and hotter. If he'd just keep going a little longer, it'd be enough for you, but then his touch leaves you empty and right at the edge, and you sob at the loss of climax

You yelp in surprise as the floor disappears from beneath your feet. Obi-Wan carries you over to your bed and sets you down, directing you raise your hands above your head. He pulls your sports bra up and off of you, leaving you bare before them as he guides you to grip onto the rails of your headboard with both hands. The action leaves your heaving breasts on display, and you catch the general looking at them appreciatively before he spins on his heel and strode back towards Cody, who was still kneeling.

You forget how to breathe as you watch your general grasp Cody firmly by the chin and haul him up until their lips clash together roughly.

You’re… you’re speechless. They look gorgeous together. It’s like staring at the sun, watching the anger and frustration and passion pour out of them and dance on each other’s skin. Cody’s hands are fisted in the front of Obi-Wan’s robes, and Obi-Wan is harried in the way he tears off the rest of Cody's armor. He pushes the robes off Obi-Wan’s shoulders, baring him to both of you. It isn’t fitting for the atmosphere you’ve created now, but sometime soon you want to take your sweet time to map out every bruise and scar on his skin, caress and kiss each mark that decorates him.

But right now, you want to wear the marks of them both. You want to show the world that you’re theirs.

You let go of the rails on the headboard to touch yourself, letting your fingers dip into your wet cunt and collect some of your slick to rub at your clit before pressing your fingers back into your aching core. It feels so good, but it’s not enough in comparison to how Cody felt within you, yet you can’t help the moan that escapes you.

You’re taken by surprise as something forces your hands away from your body and pinning them back above your head. You look up to see Obi-Wan staring at you with a raised eyebrow, blue eyes clear and condescendingly amused.

“Ah ah, you don’t get to cum yet, darling. Watch and be good for us.”

Cody’s freed himself of his blacks while Obi-Wan was distracted by you, and he didn’t seem pleased at the loss of Obi-Wan’s attention. He practically tore the rest of the general’s robes off, shoving them down along with his trousers. His lips found the Jedi’s neck as his hand found Obi-Wan’s cock, pumping it firmly and seeming without care to Obi-Wan’s comfort, while the general’s head fell back as he groaned, his hair falling back from his forehead and letting you see the sheen of sweat coating his brow.

Seeing the red and swollen head of Obi-Wan's cock leaking over Cody's knuckles has you whine, wanting nothing more than to taste it. You can tell by the way Cody tenses that even though they aren’t looking your way, your presence and sounds are still having an effect on them. That’s where your strength in this moment lies: with your mouth.

It’s time to put it to good use.

“Seems like you’ve lost your control, General.”

Truly, you aren’t expecting your words to have this strong of an impact. Obi-Wan growls low in his throat and surges forward, tilting Cody’s chin up roughly so he can latch on to the commander’s pulse point and bite down. It’s a quick enough action that Cody falters and the general takes advantage of it, reaching to where Cody’s hardened length is pressed between their hips and running his thumb over the tip. You’ve never heard Cody lose his breath before– you want to hear it again.

“Cody,” you sigh, low enough that he has to struggle to concentrate on your voice. “I thought hand to hand combat was your specialty.”

You watch them with hooded eyes, wondering if they're still fighting from before, if they're fighting over you.

And that’s what gives you the idea that puts the final nail in the coffin.

“Oh!” you gasp coyly, lifting your head so the men can clearly see that you’re looking down at your thighs and the forming bruises from Cody’s teeth. “The commander did mark me as his–”

Obi-Wan’s voice is deadlier than his lightsaber as it freezes both you and Cody in place. "He did what? "

It’s a battle to keep your triumphant smile off your face, so you hide by turning into one of your arms on either side of your head. “Commander, please…”

You can hear the way he exhales harshly, and it’s in stark contrast to the gentle way he turns to Cody, cupping his jaw lighter now. “Yes?”

You’re not entirely sure what he’s asking, but Cody seems to understand. He leans forward to briefly press their foreheads together before saying, “go ahead.” While between just them there seemed to be a battle for dominance, Cody appeared at ease taking orders when all three of you are to be involved.

“Stay here,” Obi-Wan orders before looking back to you, his eyes dark. The pressure holding your hands down eased up and released and you cautiously sat up, waiting to hear what he had next to say. “Stand for me.” You comply on legs shaking from anticipation. “Come here, darling.”

You come to a stop before him, doing your best not to let your eyes drift towards Cody despite feeling the heat from his gaze roam across your body.

Obi-Wan sat down on the edge of the bed and guided you to sit down so you were straddling him. His expression relaxed at the nervous but excited smile you sent him, and it gave you the extra confidence you needed to lean forward and kiss him.

He let you take the lead, controlling the speed and how deep the embrace was. You nip at his lower lip, tilting your head when he allows you further entrance to finally taste him. It makes your head go fuzzy and yet grounds you all at once: he is tea that can soothe or scald you, starlight that can illuminate or blind you.

A warm hand slides up your spine and you break away from Obi-Wan to lean back into Cody’s touch– but the steely edge to your general’s voice has you stop.

“Didn’t I give you an order, Commander?” You bite back a squeak as Obi-Wan lifts you off of his lap and spins you around so you still straddle him but now face Cody. The weightless feeling that must have been him using the Force to help move you fades away only for you to focus on the heat that pooled between your legs in response.

“Couldn’t keep my hands off of them, sir.�� You could hear the smugness in his voice.

“You will, or you won’t get to touch at all.” Silence met the threat. “Kneel… and watch.”

Despite Obi-Wan initiating the command, Cody’s eyes stayed locked onto yours as he lowered himself to one knee, and then the other.

“That’s it,” you felt Obi-Wan murmur as he watched from over your shoulder, his nose brushing your neck. The praise had you rocking yourself against him, moaning when you felt his cock brushed between your ass cheeks. You could feel your slick dripping down to your thighs, and you wanted nothing more than to have your growing urge satisfied.

“Obi-Wan,” you finally cave in and whine. “Just fuck me already, or I’ll– oh, stars !”

He’d followed your request, lining himself up and thrusting up into your hot cunt in a single motion. You choked on the very air you were breathing– fuck, he reached so deep inside you and the stretch was so delicious, you couldn’t help the way you tightened around him. It evaporated any thoughts except for the fact that you wanted more, wanted him to fuck you hard enough that you felt him for the next week.

“You can take it,” he said, and you hated him in that moment for how smooth and put together he managed to sound while taking you apart. “I know you can.”

“Fuck, you know how gorgeous you are, mesh’la?” Cody groaned, taking his own cock in hand and stroking in time with Obi-Wan’s thrusts. You can see the way his muscles tense the longer he tries to restrain his pleasure, and you want nothing more than to trace the curves of his bronzed skin with your tongue.

“Take a deep breath and answer him, darling,” Obi-Wan chides you, his palm splaying against your sternum and helping you stay upright as he fucked up into you.

“Sh– shit, thank you, Cody!” You sob as Obi-Wan hits a spot within you that sends sparks up your spine. No one else has ever managed to find it before, and you begin to tremble as his cock brushes against it again. “Oh stars , right there.”

"Oh, you like the commander watching, don't you? Don't deny it, I felt how you clenched around me,” he chuckled when you did it again, his words making you lightheaded and wetter as you became more aroused. “What if he used his helmet's HUD to record you like this, being good for your general and commander?"

Your eyes rolled back and your mouth dropped open in a silent shriek as you came hard right then, the mere idea of what Obi-Wan suggested being too much for your frayed nerves to handle. Your cunt constricts around his cock tight enough that you can feel every ridge and vein as he stills within you, giving you something to cum on as you work through your aftershocks. You feel light and floaty, all the stress in your body dissolved into bliss as you slump back against Obi-Wan’s chest.

“Did I say we were finished?” He chides, and you feel him grip your waist and lift you up until only the tip of his cock remained within you. The same pressure as from before encircled you, and you knew he was now using the Force to keep you held right where he wanted. “Cody, would you like a taste?”

You’re sure you’ve died and gone to the stars as Cody moves forward on his knees, bracing his hands on your thighs to hold you open. He ducks his head down, and you look in time to see him use the flat of his tongue to lick up Obi-Wan’s slick cock, all the way to your still soaked cunt, and finally up to your clit, where he paused to suck hard.

“Oh fucking hell, Cody, just– please pleaseplease! ” You chant, unable to even squirm thanks to Obi-Wan’s hold on you. Already again you’re so close, you’d need just a little bit more to cum for them again.

And then Cody’s hands find your hips and thrust you back down onto Obi-Wan’s cock, and it’s all over. You cry out wordlessly and try and curl in on yourself to survive the violent way your cunt flutters and clenches down on him. It’s a blinding pleasure, like you’ve been struck by lightning as pleasure courses through every inch of you. It only increases as you feel Obi-Wan fill you, his low groan echoing through the cotton candy fog that now keeps all your thoughts at bay in the wake of this sensory overload.

By the time you’re able to pry your eyes open amidst your heavy panting as you try and remember which way is up, you’re met with the sight of Cody painting your and Obi-Wan’s thighs with his cum, his hooded eyes gazing up at you in awe and unbridled desire. You’re so taken by the view that you don’t even notice you’ve reached down to swipe at the mess on your leg until you begin licking your fingers clean, savoring Cody’s salty taste.

“So good for us,” he murmurs breathlessly, bending his head down to press a lingering kiss on the inside of your knee.

“Mm,” you hum happily, tipping your head back to rest against the dip of Obi-Wan’s collar bone. “Thank you,” you sigh, ready to curl up and drift off with how thoroughly they’d worn you out. You were content to stay like this for as long as they’d let you. From the comforting way Obi-Wan laced his arms around your waist while Cody rested his head against the other man’s knee, they weren’t about to leave.

#commander cody x reader #obi wan kenobi x reader #codywan #fanfiction #commander cody #obi wan x reader #obi wan kenobi fanfiction #star wars

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meantforinfinitesadness · 3 years

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Fantasy AU Fic Recs

.....listen.

I got bored! I wrote one chapter of my fic and then I didn’t know what else to do! So! Here we are!!! One of my other favorite things to read! Fantasy AU!!!!!!!!

Under the cut are a few Fantasy AU fics that I love! There will be some further down that do contain some spice, but I will warn you which ones those are.

Also! These Fantasy AU fics are set in a fantasy world. There are a large number of fics tagged as fantasy, but not set in a fantasy world. They have elements like mermaids and dragons and such, but it’s not what I’m giving you this time around.

mhi solus tome (series) by @mageofcole The first time Crown Prince Kote Mereel meets his soulmate, he’s ten years old; his soulmate's a few years older than him, with red-gold hair tied back in a ponytail, a short braid falling down to his chin to frame a milk-pale face sprayed with copper freckles. His name is Obi-Wan Kenobi. (codywan)

A Tower Firmly Set by @itstimeforstarwars Cody knocks on the door of the wizard's tower, as he had done every Taungsday since he'd worked up the courage to find out what supposedly frightening and unnatural fellow lived there. The wizard welcomes him, as he had done every Taungsday since he'd worked up the courage to find out what supposedly frightening and unnatural fellow lived there. And then the wizard introduces him to his family. It seems that getting into trouble is genetic. (codywan)

The Eagle and the Wolf by @fireflyfish "Did you know wolves and eagles mate for life? The Emperor didn't even leave us that. "Ahsoka Tano, the Horned Mouse, is a thief of great renown until she's apprehended by the Emperor's Justice and sentenced to death the next midday. Determined to escape, Ahsoka embarks on a perilous adventure where she discovers that her mysterious traveling companion is not what he seems, and just what exactly is the thing he calls the Force anyway? A Ladyhawke inspired AU. (obikin)

The Throne of Air by jynx A millennia ago, Magic made a treaty with the King of the Throne of Air. (codywan)

Codywan Week 2020 (Collected Prompts) (chapter 4) by @glimmerglanger (codywan)

The Lone Wolf Dies (series) by @mageofcole Obi-Wan had never been able to turn away from something in trouble. There’s an injured animal in the forest, he can hear the sounds from the dense underbrush of the woods that surround his home, and it's accompanied by the sound of hunting dogs. (alphobi)

ashes to ashes, dust to dust by @crablad Obi-Wan surveyed the pub, taking in the various creatures spread out. Looking for a dragon, as rare as they were, was impossible, especially with the nagas roaming around. He couldn’t catch a sight of those leathery wings, and if he did they were usually harpies with their sharp teeth and red hair. He thought he caught sight of something other than a harpy, with scales along the neck, but the shaded glasses, and squirming hat revealed the creature as a gorgon. He sighed, sinking further into the seat. His wings recoiled from the dusty ground, shaking themselves to clean. It ended up just leaving them covered in more grime, something he would have to deal with later. The scales were more important now, he needed to find a dragon… or someone who knew one. His informant was supposed to meet him an hour ago.

Pretend like Tomorrow will Never Come by @obidobe For one night he wasn’t the King of Mandalore, wasn’t meant to marry the eldest daughter of Clan Kryze, and didn’t have the pressure of treaty generations in the making on his shoulders. He was just one man. A man in love. (rexobi)

From the Garden, Grow by @galateagalvanized Cody fumbles his helmet off and tucks it under one arm, hovering mid-air in front of the tower’s balcony. He’s a professional, he reminds himself. “Hi, I’m Cody,” he says, keeping his hands and shoulders relaxed; some of the captured royals can be a little skittish at first. “I’m here to rescue you.” The man in the tower just laughs, and the sound is as delightful as his singing had been. “Oh, that’s very kind,” the prince says, his madder blue eyes twinkling. “But I’m quite alright, thank you. Have a good day.” Or, Commander Cody and Star Wars’ actual Disney princess. (codywan)

(spice starts here with a varying rating)

The Dragon King by @jonathananubian Obi-wan Kenobi is a Knight of the Jedi Order. A sect of magic users who devote their lives to serving others. While on a mission with his young squire, Anakin Skywalker, the two are suddenly ambushed and taken prisoner. When he wakes he is not surprised to find himself in yet another dungeon cell. But the situation quickly takes a turn for the worse when the one man he had hoped to never meet again appears before him. With no weapons and his magic sealed Obi-wan will do everything he can to protect his young squire, even if it means submitting to the Dragon King of Mandalore. (Jangobi)

Peace in the Realm by Rosawyn When young Lord Anakin's elopement threatens the fragile peace of the entire kingdom, Lord Obi Wan and Prince Codex must find a way to prevent his impulsive decision from toppling everything into chaos. With threats of war looming on their borders and petty nobles squabbling in Obi Wan's own duchy, things are feeling a lot less stable. And that's all before the assassination. (codywan)

Bookworms, Warriors, and Princes by @wanderingjedihistorian Fantasy AU with a quasi late medieval style setting. (codywan)

The Spellwound Order (series) by YamiXenara A Universe at War, the dead rising on the battlefields. All Anakin wants is a break. (obikin)

#fic rec list #fantasy au list #kalis fic recs

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imagineyourworld · 3 years

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Hi! Would you do e. “Please don’t tell me that’s what I think it is.” With the pronouns she/her for obi wan? Thank you so much (sorry for having to resend, I misread it the first time) 💓

Hi,

No problem at all! Thanks for the request, it seems perfect for Obi-Wan (the poor man just needs a break, doesn't he?)

Hope you'll enjoy.

Love, Charlie

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Obi-Wan Kenobi x Fem!Reader

Warnings:

e. "Please don't tell me that's what I think it is."

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The thought that this might be a bad idea never even crossed your mind. All you could think of were three pairs of eyes staring up at you, asking you not to tell anyone and to keep the secret. But the logical part of your brain somewhat won over. "Guys, you can't keep a tooka in a supply closet." Those were the first words that left your mouth, and the ones that lead you down this road. Waxer and Boil let out a sigh of relief. They then hurried to make you promise not to tell anyone and reassured you that they would tell Cody when the timing was right. "You know what, I don't really think the timing will be right any time soon. Cody's busy and stressed at the moment, if we make him take care of one more living thing I'm quite sure he'll explode or faint and the med bay is quite full as it is. I'll take it to my room instead and keep it safe." The two clones looked at each other, then down at the tooka in Boil's lap before turning back to you. "You're not gonna tell the General?" Now that was a tough question. You and Obi-Wan were... close. He often came by your quarters in the evening to talk, had done so ever since you joined the 212nd as a civilian medic, though recently you had done a bit more kissing and a bit less talking. Maybe you could manage to keep the talking to a minimum and the kissing to a maximum. You nodded while asking a follow up question at the same time. "What are you gonna do with it once we land on Coruscant?" Waxer shrugged, the expression on his face telling you that they hadn't thought that far ahead yet. "We might give her to Senator Organa. When we escorted him a couple of weeks ago he mentioned wanting a daughter and-" You interrupted him before he could even finish his sentence. "I don't think he was referring to tooka, but rather a human." The tooka in Boil’s lap made a sound that almost sounded offended. You sighed as you bent down to pet the small animal, while the two clones glanced at each other with matching grins on their faces. Maybe you were right about Senator Organa, but the way you treated the tooka with such affection and the feline in return jumped from Boil’s lap to sit down on top of your feet gave them a new idea. “You know, a supply closet might really not be the best place for a tooka”, Waxer started, referring back to your earlier statement. “Maybe she’d be more comfortable in your room, it’s bigger at least.” He didn’t even need to ask directly, the thought of taking her back to your room, at least until you could find a permanent home, had crossed your mind as well. “Alright”, you sighed, trying to keep up a reluctant act.

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At first having the little tooka in your room wasn’t so bad. She slept in the little nest of pillows and blankets you had made for her while you finished your reports, but after she woke up the chaos began. “No, no, no. Get away from there, that’s”, you started, trying to chase her away from her spot on your nightstand where her paw was just centimeters away from the glass of water you kept there. “- breakable...” In tone with your last word she pushed the full glass down, making it break upon contact with the floor and water flooding the room. “You really are a lot of trouble, aren’t you? And you never listen, kinda reminds me of someone...”, you mumbled more to yourself than to the tooka as you began mopping the floor with the nearest available item, which happened to be a sock from your laundry basket. “Don’t we have cleaning droids for that?”, a voice interrupted you. You sat up immediately, barely avoiding your forehead hitting the night stand. Obi-Wan had shown up in your room, as he did most nights. His robes were casually thrown across his arm while he looked at you with amusement in his eyes. The instant you heard his voice you remembered your promise to Waxer and Boil, but that had been before you had agreed to take the tooka back to your room, and way before you had found out how much of a trouble maker she actually was. Just a second later it turned out that you didn’t have to say anything, about why you were drying water off your floor and how it had gotten there, because the feline jumped out of her nest and headed straight for Obi-Wan. “Please don’t tell me that’s what I think it is”, the Jedi sighed. He tried his best to put on a stern expression, but as soon as he looked at the small tooka you could see affection in his eyes. “You weren’t supposed to see her”, you mumbled in reply, because even though you knew Obi-Wan didn’t have the heart to throw the tooka out you also knew that he would insist that a spaceship was no place to keep a pet. As he picked up the small animal and she got settled in his arms he raised an eyebrow at you. “I wasn’t supposed to see her? How long did you think you could keep this a secret?” You shrugged. Realistically you should have known it would come out sooner rather than later, but if Waxer and Boil had managed to keep her in a small supply closet anyone could walk into at any given moment for who knew how long, you should have been able to hide the tooka in your room until you reached Coruscant. “A couple more days, maybe a week.” Obi-Wan sighed as he sat down on your bed, the tooka still in his arms, He looked at her with the same expression he often had when looking at Anakin or Ahsoka, something you knew was love and the desire to protect those he loved. “Or maybe she could stay here”, you said, more to yourself than to Obi-Wan. His attention shifted from the tooka to you as you sat down next to him and began to pet the feline that was beginning to fall asleep again. “You’ve mentioned that you might want to take on another Padawan, how different could a tooka really be?” Obi-Wan looked from the tooka to you and back again. He had began to talk about getting another Padawan recently and he had to admit that he longer he held the feline in his arms the fonder he grew of her. “But a tooka is nothing like a Padawan”, he argued. You raised your eyebrow at him, a gesture Obi-Wan loved when it was directed at someone else, because it usually meant you would destroy them in an argument, but hated in that moment. “A tooka, especially this tooka, is no different than your former Padawan, or his Padawan for that matter. She probably listens to you as good as Anakin, gets into as much trouble as him as well, and she’s just as understanding and snippy as Ahsoka. We could even name her Padawan!” It was the last sentence that caught Obi-Wan’s attention. We. You had never used that word before, at least not when referring to the two of you. Did that mean you wanted there to be a we? “We could take shifts in caring for her, and I’m sure most of the clones would help as well. She’d have a good life with us.” You could see that Obi-Wan was still a bit unsure, so you decided to use your charm to your advantage. “Please, think about it”, you whispered as you leaned closer. So close that your lips were touching his, just a soft and gentle touch, but it made Obi-Wan want more. “Visiting Padawan would even give you a reason to continue to come to my room late at night”, you said, now pressing a soft kiss against his lips before you continued down to his jaw and then his neck, peppering kisses on every inch of skin you could reach. “Fine”, he sighed just as your lips met the sweet spot beneath his ear. He could feel your bright smile against his skin, which instantly made him realize that he had made the right decision. “But we’re not naming her Padawan”, he tried to reason with you. But you just shrugged, that was an argument for another day.

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“We’re keeping the tooka”, Boil, a few rooms over, told Waxer. His brother looked at him, confusion written clearly on his face. “What makes you say that?” Boil, with a shit eating grin, sat down next to him on his bed before confessing that he had been listening to the conversation between you and Obi-Wan. “How did you even know the General would visit her room tonight?”, Waxer asked. Boil just shrugged. “He’s in there every night. But what’s more important, we’re keeping the tooka. (Y/N) even gave her a name, she’s called Padawan.” Before Waxer could voice his excitement another voice interrupted their conversation. “What tooka?”, Cody asked, arms crossed across his chest. Waxer and Boil looked at each other. Now that General Kenobi knew, surely they could tell Cody as well, right? “What tooka?”, he repeated, suddenly less sure he even wanted to know the answer to his question. But before he got an answer Padawan ran into the room and stopped right in front of Cody with a small “meow”. Apparently you and Obi-Wan had been a bit too busy with each other to notice her escaping your room.

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I don’t know why, but this request just screams for a small animal to be included. And can you imagine Obi-Wan with a cat??

#Obi-wan Kenobi X Reader #obi-wan X reader #obi wan x reader #obi wan kenobi #obi wan imagine #obi-wan kenobi x you #obi-wan kenobi x y/n

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