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Finally! Shaak Ti's dragon design has been in my head for weeks now! I love how this turned out. I think my Togruta dragons are some of my favorites
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in fox’s defense, he didn’t know WHO the chair belonged to
(quinlan did)
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cody's poor arm??? <333
Omg you and @meebles had the same ask!
Cody’s Poor Arm is mmm something I tend to return to when I have a bad day and I want to give our dear Cody a worse one. The basic premise is that Cody sustains a severe injury to his arm (crushing/twisting injury, bones spaghetti 💀) It is beyond the ability of the GAR medics to fix. The Kaminoans get involved. They can guarantee fully restored use of his arm following a two week treatment plan at their Medical Center on Coruscant 😇😇 (Cody is unaware that the treatment is 😌 experimental)
Between the Kaminoans, the Senators, the Intrigue, and the literal Sith Lord, Cody has a very bad time on Coruscant. Cue the hurt, and (eventually) the comfort.
Some comfort below:
A cool cloth presses against his closed eyes. Another startled, clean, deep breath goes through him, and he can feel his limbs again.
"Obi-Wan," Cody realizes he's saying, his voice a wreck.
"I'm here," Obi-Wan says, unsteady, then – "Cody, drink, please."
There is a glass to his lips. He makes a grab for it, stupidly, with his broken arm first. In the wave of pain that comes after, his good hand is shaking so hard that the water is spilling over. Gods. His hands never shake.
Obi-Wan takes the glass from him – "Darling, dearest," he is saying, voice cracking, "let me help."
Finally, Cody tilts his head back. He reaches, curls trembling fingers around Obi-Wan's on the glass. Together, they press it to his lips again.
The sensation of water on his tongue, blessedly cool and clean, jolts something fractured back into place – the world seems quieter and smaller and steadier.
He swallows it down, breathes. He lets Obi-Wan raise the glass again.
For some indefinite time, he loses himself in the steady repetition of it – sipping, swallowing, a slow deep breath. It reminds him strangely of meditation. He becomes aware of Obi-Wan rubbing gentle circles on the back of his neck under the damp rag. By the time the glass is empty and he opens his eyes, everything feels sharp, almost hyper-saturated. Obi-Wan's eyes are the clearest thing he's ever seen.
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I have this really complicated Star Wars AU fix it that, at its core, boils down to this:
Fox, visiting the temple:
The entire Jedi council, delighted: Commander Fox, how wonderful! We’ve been wanting to get to know you better and-
Fox, borrowing Master Nu’s lightsaber: Senate’s haunted
Jedi Council and Quinlan Vos: What?!
Fox, dueling the chancellor and killing him, ending the war: Senate’s haunted
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Personally 👀👀 I'd love to see more of the merman au 👀👀👀 @smoosey
Ahhh thank you so much @smoosey I'm so glad you're interested in that one! Here's a lil snippet that's a direct continuation of this
The way Cody comes awake is rather like falling. There’s a heady weightlessness to his mind, eyes blurry and unseeing— except for a vague impression of bright, glowing eyes, floating just at the edge of his vision— He gasps, as reality snaps back into place with blunt and forceful clarity. He remembers the storm, remembers throwing Rex out of the way, only for the next hammering wave to send the ship careering to one side and Cody over the edge with it. He should’ve drowned. He was drowning, he recalls with a rising panic— he should be dead. And yet here he is, sharp fluorescent lights above him making him squint, a steady beeping beside him, and— He lets out an oof as he’s suddenly tackled further into the cot he’s laying on, and what feels like the approximate weight of a teenage boy crushing his ribcage. He looks down and sees a crop of short blonde hair, panic abating as it’s replaced with stark relief. “Rex,” he manages roughly, throat ragged and dry. “You’re safe.” “Never do that again,” Rex sniffs, his voice wet and muffled from the way he’s speaking into Cody’s clavicle. Cody just hums, and returns the embrace. He can never promise such a thing, not to Rex, but he hopes this is comfort enough.
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Ahsoka: kriff, I forgot to turn in my pilot's credentials waver on time again
Obi-Wan: oh? yeah, I remember dealing with that as a padawan, let me see
Ahsoka: *hands Obi-Wan her padd*
Obi-Wan: *works on the padd for a minute, then hands it back* there, all taken care of
Ahsoka: ...Master Obi-Wan, why does this say that I've been given a special dispensation from Grand Master Yoda?
Obi-Wan: because if Grand Master Yoda is going to foist his datawork onto me with the excuse that he "can't figure out how to unlock his padd," then he should know that I'm going to use his access codes for personal gain
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The meta implications in this one are wild.
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It beats for you, it bleeds for you...~
Codywan commission based on the vampire themed fic "Thicker than water" by @galateagalvanized on Ao3💖✨
thank you so much, im always happy to fulfill your thirsty minds💦💖✨
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omg PLEASE may i have a snippet from the Fisherman!Cody x Merman! Obi-Wan? 👀🙏
Yes you absolutely can, thank you so much Shevek <3
As context for this, an idea I've been toying around with for this AU is that yes Cody was saved by Obi-Wan's kiss of life, but perhaps he came back a little bit wrong and a little less human...
Cody comes awake with a violent start, choking on his own breath. He gasps, wheezes, lungs filling and filling and yet he still feels like he can’t breathe— Like a man possessed, he throws aside his blankets and makes for the door. He doesn’t bother with shoes or a jacket as he runs out of his room and out of the house entirely, too overcome with such a single-minded focus, a desperate and sudden need that’s beyond all logic— It’s not the first time he’s woken up like this recently, with stuttering breath and a blind panic, but it’s the first time it’s been quite so desperate. A few nights ago he spent an hour in the shower and that was fine enough, but this, somehow, he knows is different. It’s this base, instinctual urge he cannot explain even to himself— even less so, that it’s always accompanied by the memory-not-memory of wide, shocking blue eyes and the faint impression of soft lips on his own— an image as compelling as it is confounding. But he doesn't let himself think on it, just acts, as his feet carry him down the uneven pavement in the cold dead of night. His muscles burn with it, the act itself not exhausting but rather the way he’s still gasping over every breath, chest clenching and seizing and yet he forces himself on, forces himself to keep running as the pavement turns to coarse sand between his toes, before it shifts to something wet and thick and still he trudges, feeling nothing but sweet, aching solace as the waves rise and rise around him, swallowing him whole. It’s only then, when he’s completely and utterly submerged in the sea, that he can finally breathe.
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Wonky picture I'm sorry, but please. What blogs is Obi-Wan reading?? Why does he sound so jealous?? This book is KILLING ME
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RITES OF PASSAGE:
separation: the ritual removal of the individual from society
transition: the isolation of the individual prior to incorporation
incorporation: the individual returns to society in their new status
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“SUNDAY” “WIP”
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Well.
This is worse than he had thought.
No wonder Cody had screamed bloody murder when Obi-Wan had slowly shuffled towards the fresher to tidy himself up a bit and surprised Cody on his own way out.
Obi-Wan hadn’t known just how much tidying up there was to do.
“I suppose a splash of water won’t suffice in this case,” he tries to say. The gurgling groaning is, admittedly, getting old fast. The silver tongue of the Order reduced to slowly stumbling around, reaching out for furniture and doorframes to support his weight on unsteady legs, grating moans coming out of his dead-dark lips instead of actual words.
The resignation sighs out of him and he hurriedly slaps a hand against his face when half his cheek follows right after.
“You need any help?”
Obi-Wan’s eyes are now white, eerie, and flickering to Cody’s reflection leaning against the fresher entry behind him.
First chapter of Who Ordered The Resurrection Special now on AO3
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"So uncivilized...." by @daztibbles
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“Look over there!” Cody said. Obi-Wan turned his head over his shoulder to follow where Cody was pointing. “There are ducks! Can we go look? Obi, please!”
ty kit for writing such an adorable piece for this!! 🦆🐸💕
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my new age has begun
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Week 37 - December 10th, 2023 '1,2,3,4' - Alan Doyle Spotify / YouTube
He gave up on trying to purposely be cool, and somehow that made Obi-Wan that much more fun to invite to 79’s.
Man handles his alcohol like it could actually be a problem, and he really has grown to trust the clones enough to lower his guard some, and be that foolish padawan for a little bit again. 
Enjoy!
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