#wooley is codys favourite

[deserthusbands]

obi-wan: cody and i are having a baby.

wooley: that's gre-

cody, stepping forward and slamming adoption papers on the table: it's you, sign here.

wooley: :0

[moriaarts]

Some 212th bwckettes. I need like a chibi series with the clones where their buckets make adorable expressions for reasons ya kno?

[merlincmgirl]

Overstimulation - Cody x FReader - NSFW

Summary: When Cody hears that you've never experienced a man giving you an orgasm, it leads to confessions and a chance for you to experience what exactly the Marshal Commander can do.

Characters: Cody, Waxer, Boil (who is a little shit to his ori'vod!), Helix, Wooley, Crys

Pairing: Cody x F!Reader

Word Count: 11,812

Warnings: Overstimulation, PinV sex, fingering, oral sex (female receiving), hand job, multiple orgasms, squirting

Authour's Note: I have no idea where this came from. This was my first time writing for Cody and he seems to have possessed my body. 11k! I'm so sorry!

Sitting in the mess hall, finally managing to have some dinner after a hard shift in the medical bay, your small moment of peace was quickly disrupted by the troopers you looked after. Waxer and Boil sat down on either side of you, Wooley taking the seat on Boil’s right. Across from you, Crys, Helix and Cody sat down as well. “Well if it isn’t my favourite medic” Waxer greeted, nudging you slightly with his elbow as he got comfortable.

“Seems I’ve taken your title Helix” you said to your CO as he rolled his eyes, shaking his head. You enjoyed winding him up just a little. You had a deep respect for the man, and it was mutual.

“You can deal with him then next time he drags his shebs to the medbay” Helix scoffed, lips twitching up at his friend. The pair of you worked well together, determined to save the lives of as many troopers that you could. The compassion and empathy you showed to the troopers were not found in many nat-borns and Helix was grateful to have somebody who cared about his brothers when they got hurt.

“Bad luck there, Y/N. Looks like you drew the short straw” Cody remarked, a smirk playing on his lips as you chuckled warmly at the Commander. And if he held your gaze a little longer than necessary, just to soak up the beauty of your eyes as they danced in amusement, well then nobody had to know but him. And his brother as he caught Helix’s knowing look.

“What are your plans for tomorrow when we finally get planet-side?” you asked, returning to poke at your dinner. You couldn’t wait to get back to proper food that wasn’t served from ration packs once you returned to Coruscant.

“The usual, 79s, maybe catch some limmie if we can, meet some pretty pretty people to spend the night with” Waxer answered, his excited tone clear. It had been a long tour, and after nearly 75 rotations, you were heading back to Triple Zero for some time off.

“I am not writing up anyone for bringing a civilian into the barracks again!” Cody warned, sending his troopers a stern look.

“That was one time!” Boil grumbled, shaking his head at Cody’s warning look. You couldn’t help but smirk and look at him curiously. Honestly, who would have thought Boil would bring someone back to barracks. “No, I’m not telling” he said, shooting down any hope of getting answers from him.

“Gods, you’re no fun” you complained, returning back to your own meal. Cody caught your eye and winked. If Boil wouldn’t tell you, then you could trust your Commander would. Stars, finally you would be able to get some dirt on Boil after his and Waxer’s constant teasing of you.

“At least he won’t be as lonely as Crys” Wooley commented, smirking at his brother across the table.

“I won’t be lonely! She’s busy when we have our leave. It happens!” Crys objected, voice pitching slightly higher as he glared at Wooley for even bringing this up. He had an adorable pout on his face as he settled back into his seat, grumpily pushing his meat around his tray.

“Guess you just wasn’t entertaining enough for her to keep you around Crys” Waxer teased, eyes dancing in mirth as he watched Crys’ face turn red – either in embarrassment or annoyance.

“Yes I was! We kriffed all night! The bed was soaked from how many times she had cummed by the time we were finished!” Crys gloated, puffing his chest out in pride.

Personally you didn’t believe him, you’d never experienced that before, and knew many women who hadn’t either. Looking warily around at the table, you could see a number of the clones amused at this conversation, and Crys’ ardent belief that his paramour would comm him as soon as they landed back on Triple Zero. Catching Cody’s eye, he sent you a small smile and shook his head in exasperation. You couldn’t help the little chuckle and warmth that flooded you at your little interaction. It almost seemed like he had been looking to you specifically while his brothers were distracted and continued to tease each other.

“Oh shut it Waxer! I’m sure Y/N knows what I mean, don’t you?” Crys snarled, his dark eyes pulled into a glare at his older brother.

Your eyes snapped back to Crys and the topic at hand. You had missed what they were saying as your thoughts got lost on Cody. A common occurrence but whatever retort Crys said had been lost to you. “What?” you gasped, staring between them, hoping that they would drop it soon. All you really wanted was to eat your food in peace.

“You know, had a man make you cum so hard you saw stars” Crys grunted, crossing his arms and looking at you expectantly.

The little scoff was out of your mouth before you could control it. “No actually. Never had a man give me one orgasm let alone all night” you said, just slightly bitter at your ex-lovers. Most of the time they were just focused on their own pleasure, or they had no idea about a thing called ‘foreplay’. It usually resulted in you feeling frustrated and having to finish yourself off as soon as they were asleep or had gone. Gods, you would love to find someone who could actually give you one decent orgasm, but opportunities were hard to find, especially after being in the GAR. You couldn’t remember the last time you were planet-side or had enough time to visit your own family, never mind find a hook up.

“You’ve never had anyone finish you off?” Waxer asked in shock, staring at you like you had told him the Chancellor was actually the Galaxy’s most awarded swimming champion.

There was a silence that filled the table, all eyes staring at you in a mixture of horror and pity. It made your face heat up and feel like you were going to be sick simultaneously. Kriff what had you done?! “No… guess it-I- we just weren’t compatible” you shrugged, ducking your head and pushing the green mush around your plate. If it wasn’t appetising before, it certainly wasn’t now after this line of discussion. What had made you admit that in front of the men you worked closely with everyday? Even Helix was looking at you with a flash of pity in his eyes! How were you going to look at any of them again?

“Can you though?” Wooley leaned forward past Boil to ask, curiosity and disbelief written on his face.

“Wooley!” a harsh voice sounded from across the table. The voice was strong enough to cut through durasteel and gave no room for arguments. You jumped at the loud noise in the sudden silence. Marshal Commander Cody glared at his vod, seeing how you shrunk into yourself more and more. “Apologise, now!” he ordered, eyes hard and not leaving the paling face of his younger brother.

“Sorry ma’am, I didn’t mean to upset you” Wooley murmured, thoroughly rebuked and shrinking back into his own chair.

You nodded, glancing up to see Cody looking at you, an unreadable expression on his face. And wasn’t that another kick in the teeth. All this was going on in front of the man you had the worst crush on! And from the way he was looking at you, you couldn’t tell what he was thinking. But whatever it was, you were grateful for the reprieve of questions that was coming your way. Sending him a small thankful smile, you returned back to your dinner.

“You know ad’ika, there’s no shame in that. Some men just can’t pleasure a woman. Maybe you need someone who can show you what it’s like. You know, like a real man” Boil smirked, eyes flickering to Cody before watching you bury your face in your hands.

Cody stiffened, hoping his glare was enough to convey that he would be putting Boil on latrine duty for the foreseeable future if he continued down this path. He could already see Waxer send him a small shake of his head to warn him off. Crys was hiding a smirk behind his hand, purposefully not looking at the Marshall Commander sitting next to him. Helix was scowling, glancing between Boil and Cody, probably thinking of how much bacta he would have to use on Boil once Cody got a hold of him.

Taking a chance to wind up his older brother, Boil leaned on his elbow, poking your side with a well aimed finger. “I bet there’s loads of men here who would love to help you out” Boil grinned.

And like a snapping of a rubber band, Cody reacted. Eyes promising murder, he glared at Boil before looking over at you. You were shying away from everyone, tear filled eyes refusing to leave your plate as you stewed in embarrassment at what was happening around you. Protectiveness and anger curled in his chest and he refused to not come to your defence. “Enough!” he snarled, stopping whatever words were going to come out of Boil’s mouth next. Everyone at the table froze, even you, at the icy tone your commanding officer used. “All of you dismissed. I’ll deal with you later. Y/N, you stay here” Cody ordered, warning his brothers that this was not over.

All of them scrambled to get out from the wrath that was the Marshall Commander protecting his cyare, not wanting any of it to fall down on them individually. It wasn’t worth it. A jumble of noise echoed around you as they grabbed for their helmets and trays, hurrying away as though a Nexu was chasing after them. It would have been a little amusing, and at any other time you would have laughed; but you felt trapped at the moment, with Cody just sitting there and not saying a word to you. What was he thinking? Were you in trouble for what you said? What if he put in a complaint at how inappropriate you had been with his men? Was he angry with you?

Sighing heavily, Cody scooted over until he was directly in front of you. “I’m sorry about them, they can get… overzealous at times” Cody apologised, shaking his head at his vod. That was certainly one word for them. He passed you another cup of caf, the one from his own tray, before looking at you gently. “Are you okay?” he asked, concern for you clear on his face.

“I’ll be fine… just… I’ll be the talk of the battalion now” you mumbled, knowing that word would spread. No doubt that the men you treated would, at the least, look at you pityingly and at the worst, tease you about it. They were strong, virile men who were enclosed on a starship with little female company, some were bound to start flirting with you and offering to change your lack of orgasms for you, just like Boil had said.

“No you won’t. They know better than that” Cody said firmly, already thinking of all the ways he would punish them if they let slip what they had found out to the other vode. Seeing how it still wasn’t enough to comfort you as you became lost in your own head, he reached out and placed his larger hand over yours. It dwarfed your hand in comparison but it was so warm, and he couldn’t help but enjoy the way you twisted your hand so that you held his as well. “If anyone says anything, you tell me and I’ll handle them” Cody assured, squeezing you slightly.

You couldn’t help but smile softly at how protective he was being over you, admittedly it did help ease the tension that had built in your chest since your impromptu slip up. But even though he was the Marshall Commander, he couldn’t be there for you the whole time batting away shinies and dishing out punishments to whoever had upset you. It just wasn’t fair or right. Why should he care? You were only a medic underneath him.

Oh! Images flooded into your head of just that. Of him pressing you into a bed, leaning over you, becoming everything you could see, touch, hear and smell. Of him flooding your senses as he pressed gentle kisses all over your face and continuing down your chest, reaching further and further down.

The calling of your name was what brought you back to the present, looking back up at Cody to see him looking at you in concern when you didn’t answer him. Sighing heavily, you shook your head, but didn’t remove your hand away from his. You just prayed that he thought the blush riding high on your cheeks was down to embarrassment and not down to how you had imagined him in one of the many fantasies that you had of him. “You can’t just punish your men just because they’ve upset me, Cody” you reminded, even if the thought of it sent a spike of affection through you.

“Of course I can, I’m the Marshall Commander, it’s got to have it’s perks somewhere” Cody grinned, proud when you laughed at his response. He loved seeing you smile and laugh, it made you almost glow with happiness. If he was a sap, he would say he wanted to always be the cause of your happiness.

“Well thank you Commander, I appreciate you sacrificing one of the perks of the job just for me” you rolled your eyes, shaking your head at him in amusement. It was always nice to get this time with him. It wasn’t often that he had time to drop by and chat, but when he did, it always brightened your day. So to have him for as long as you did now, it felt even more special.

“It’s not a sacrifice mesh’la. I’d gladly do this for you, whatever you asked for” Cody said quietly, catching your eye and hoping you knew how sincere he was about that. Because he would. He would give you the galaxy if he could.

Ducking your head, you couldn’t fight the hope that curled in your chest at his words. It was everything you wished to hear from him, but you still wasn’t sure he meant them in the way you wanted him to. Cody was an excellent friend to you, and you hoped for more, but you weren’t even sure how to start that conversation, never mind express how deeply you loved him. Would he even feel the same way about you? Or would you ruin the friendship you two shared by speaking up? It wasn’t worth it, but kriff you wished that you could be with him.

“If only you could” you shook your head, voice so low you didn’t think he would hear you.

“If only I could what cyare?” Cody asked, leaning forward as if to hear you better. But he had heard alright. He had just wanted to make sure that he had heard what he thought he did. What he always dared hoped you would say. But it seemed that little outburst was all that he was going to get from you as you blushed and refused to meet his eyes.

Eyes widening at him catching what you said, you sat up and quickly reached for the caf that he had offered you. It reminded you that you hadn’t slipped your hand away from his, and it was a bit jarring to lose the weight of him off you and the cold air to hit your heated skin. “It’s nothing, don’t worry about it Commander” you excused, sipping the hot liquid and almost cursing at the temperature.

Cody’s eyebrows shot up at the title. Normally when you were alone, you would call him by his name unless you were teasing him. It had took him a good few conversations to get you to call him by his chosen name when you were alone. So for you to revert back was surprising for him. “Tell me cyare, I want to know” he encouraged, his feet sliding in between yours and knocking your leg with his to get your attention. It worked, your eyes shooting up to look at him from underneath your lashes. It was such a sultry look that he couldn’t help but feel warmth pool in his stomach as his normally restrained desire for you raised it’s head. “Go on, cyar’ika, say it. I want to hear you say it” he instructed, voice dropping down lower.

“C-Commander” you stuttered, breath becoming short as he looked at you with dark, desire filled eyes.

“Cody” he corrected instantly, not harshly but wanting you to know that at this moment in time, he wasn’t your commanding officer. He was just a man who desperately wanted you to tell him how you felt.

Placing the cup of caf down as it began shaking in your hand, you reached for his, trailing your fingertips up and down his vein-y hands. “I want- I- I want you” you breathed out, staring up at him with wide eyes. That wasn’t what you wanted to say. Not quite. It seemed to shock him as well because his hand tensed under yours and his eyes widened to match yours. “No! I mean I do, but not like that! I do want you like that but I want you to love me… just like I love you” you rambled, hoping to fix this and make it better. But the more you stumbled over your words and tried to explain, the more of a mess you felt you were making of it. “Oh kriff! I’ve really messed this up!” you groaned, burying your head into your hands and shaking your head in despair. He wouldn’t want you now after this! You’d be lucky if you weren’t transferred onto a different ship at the way you were karking this up.

Cody rounded the table, sitting beside you and gently pulling your hands away from your face so he could take in your panicked expression. Gentle rubbing soothing circles onto the inside of your wrist, he couldn’t help but chuckle softly as you glanced up nervously at him. “You did a better job than I could. I feel like my heart is going to beat out of my chest every time I see you. It’s why my brothers always tease me when you’re around” Cody shrugged bashfully, feeling your pulse beat erratically beneath his fingers.

“What?!” you gasped, unable to believe what you were hearing. Did Cody like you back? Was he also nervous about what you two felt for each other? And everyone knew about it! That explained all the looks that Helix sent you whenever Cody called into medbay to check in on you. Or all the times Waxer and Boil would compliment and big Cody up to you whenever he walked past or had to report back to Obi-Wan. As if you needed the reminder of how honourable and good he was.

“Yeah… that thing with Boil, it was aimed at me more than you. My brothers have been pushing me to tell you how I feel about you but I haven’t been brave enough to do it. I’ve loved you for a long time, mesh’la, ever since you shouted at me for not coming to you when I kicked that droid” he admitted, gazing into your eyes and unable to look away.

Even though he felt sick at telling you all of this, he also felt a weight of his shoulders. He didn’t have to hide how he felt from you now, he could be honest about how much he loved your company, how much he enjoyed listening to your ramblings on the new medical equipment that had been shipped in. Could admit that every time he was near you the war felt like it was a distant memory. Everything he had imagined of his future on those dark, lonely, fear filled nights on Kamino as a cadet, he could see with you. Those moments of peace with you, being able to just relax and soak in each other’s warmth and love. Of waking up early in the mornings just to make you breakfast, watch the sunlight spill across your body as he watched the sunrise in your rooms. He wanted all of it.

Taking a deep breath, he knew what he had to do. He gathered all of his courage, all of his bravery as he landed a hand on your knee and kept holding one of your wrists, rubbing soothingly. By the Force, he was a Marshal Commander, he shouldn’t be afraid of a civvie medic. “Can-Can I kiss you, mesh’la?” he pleaded, feeling like a cadet adrift in the stormy waters back on Kamino.

Your breath caught in your throat and you couldn’t help but stare at him in wonder. Yes! You wanted that. You wanted to feel him kiss you, pour everything he had into your first kiss. Because you knew that was the kind of man he was. Commander Cody didn’t hold back and he certainly was as honest as people came. He would kiss you with those same traits. Gulping to try and bring salvia back in your mouth and letting your legs fall open slightly as the hand on your knee gave you a little squeeze, you couldn’t help but nod. “Yes please” you whispered, leaning closer into him.

Just as you thought you would finally be able to experience his lips on yours, a loud crash interrupted you. Jumping back, everything came rushing forward. All the sounds, smells of the mess and the chattering of the men around you. You were still in the mess hall, surrounded by clone troopers and other staff members. How had you forgotten that?

Cody seemed to realise as well and pulled back slightly, but didn’t let go of his grip on you. Instead he scowled at the trooper who had dropped his tray at the other side of the hall. Sighing heavily, he turned back to you and shook his head in exasperation, just like he had when his brothers had been bantering between themselves.

“What do you say we get out of here, mesh’la? Do you want to come back to my room so I can show you just how much I love you?” he offered, hand on your knee slipping upwards slightly to the middle of your thigh. Enough to cause some dampness in your panties, but nothing too scandalous if anyone would look over at the pair of you. “Maybe you can give me a chance to show you just what a man can do. I want to be the first man to make you cum, to be able to kiss up these legs and taste you on my tongue for days afterwards” Cody murmured, eyes darkening at the gasp of surprise you let out.

“Fuck Cody! You can’t just say that out loud” you whined, unconsciously clenching your thighs together and trapping his hand between them. Already you could feel yourself getting wet, just from his words and the conviction in his voice that he would be the one to get you there. And honestly, you believed him. Cody was stubborn, and once he said he was going to do something, he would stop at nothing to complete his objective.

“Someone liked the sound of that” he teased, glancing at your thighs as he pulled his hand away from between them. “What do you say, mesh’la? Is that something you want? If not, that’s okay, we can just go to my room and talk. Whatever you want to do” he reassured, making sure you knew he was serious. If all you wanted to do was just sit on the small couch in his room and talk, then that would be perfect to him as well.

“I want this, I want you” you promised, wanting to cup his face and kiss him just for how sweet he was and reassuring that you knew there was nothing expected of you. “So, lead on Commander” you chuckled, enjoying how quick he jumped up and gathered your trays to put away. By the time you had stood up and straightened your uniform, he had already returned and was ready to go.

The walk back to his quarters seemed to be charged with electricity. You didn’t touch, both of you much too disciplined and unwilling to cause gossip among the staff on the Negotiator. Though you had no doubt that if one of his brothers spotted you heading into Cody’s room, the gossip would spread through the 212th like wild fire. But only the vode, no one else.

Every time your hands were next to each other, you could feel the warmth radiate through him. Almost like how air felt just before you got an electric shock. You so desperately wanted to brush your hands together, to feel the touch of his long, talented fingers against yours. It seemed he felt the same because he kept glancing at you from the corner of his eye, a small quirk of his lip the only indicator that he was just as excited for this as you were.

As you finally made it back to his room, he glanced around to make sure that the corridor was empty before pushing open the door and letting you enter first. The first look you got of Cody’s quarters were all him. It was almost like you had imagined it to be. Everything had it’s place. There was a desk and chair in the corner, a pile of flimsiwork and data-pads were piled neatly on top. A cupboard was next to the door for Cody to place his armour when he was able to relax in his room. There was a small sitting area just off to the side, with a worn orange couch that looked like it had seen better days. A door to what you assumed was the refresher and the bed was large enough that you knew it would be more comfortable than the mattress you slept on every night in the barracks.

“Waxer and Wooley found it on the lower levels of Coruscant. Thought I could do with a bit of colour to spruce the place up” Cody informed you, seeing you stare at everything.

“Sorry… it’s just pretty much how I pictured it” you said wryly, embarrassed at being caught gaping at his room.

Cody couldn’t help but laugh, stripping out of his armour and placing it into the cupboard to store it out of the way. “Imagined it a lot have you, mesh’la?” Cody teased, placing his DC17s next to his armour.

“Only a few hundred times” you retorted, still looking up at him as you twisted your fingers into the top of your scrubs.

“Is that all?” he winked, before heading over to a small alcove you hadn’t noticed. “Would you like some tea, cyare? Obi-wan always gives me tins of the stuff. He says I should improve my pallet away from ration bars. He’s been trying to get command to serve it in the mess” Cody explained, getting out two cups, a kettle and a tin of tea for you to share.

“That would be lovely, thank you” you nodded, unsure of what you should do now that you were in his room. This was where he spent the few hours rest he got, where he slept and allowed himself to unwind after excruciating battles and exhausting days that never seemed to end.

“Sit down mesh’la” he smiled, nodding over to the couch. As he waited for the water to boil, he turned around and let his face soften. “I meant what I said. We don’t have to do anything you’re uncomfortable with. We can sit and talk if that’s what you want to do” he assured, taking in how you seemed to be tense, how your eyes flittered around the room and the way your legs shifted uncomfortably.

“No! I want this!” you insisted, gaze shooting up to meet his in determination. “It’s just… I’ve wanted this for so long, it doesn’t feel real to me. Like I’m going to wake up in the morning and it’ll be a really nice dream” you shrugged, brushing your hair away from your face.

Cody nodded, taking his time to think of a response to you. You appreciated it, Cody wasn’t one to offer empty reassurances and hollow words, he was honest and trustworthy. Another reason why you loved him so much. You trusted whatever he had to say to you. “It’s okay to feel nervous. I am too. But I promise you, Y/N, I’ve wanted you for so long that I’m going to make you see that you deserve the love that I’m going to show you. You’re worthy of much more than me” he vowed, his voice so strong and unwavering that you could no nothing else but nod.

Noting you were still taking in his words, Cody made up the tea, heart still hammering in his chest from admitting his feelings to you. He wondered if that would ever stop or if he would become so used to it that it would become part of him. He didn’t know which he would prefer. He brought over the tea to you, setting it down on the low table just in front of the couch before sliding into the seat beside you.

“Do you really think you’re not worthy of me?” you asked, catching up to the last part of his speech. You took his hand in yours, linking your fingers together as you cupped his cheek, ensuring he was listening to you. “Maker Cody! You are the best thing to happen to me, you’re my best friend. The man I love. An idiot who kicks and punches droids and thinks he’s going to be fine” you smiled, pulling a weak chuckle from him. “You may share the same face with a million other brothers, Cody. But you are unique to me. There is only one Cody, and I would scream it in front of the whole Senate if it helped people to understand that you may be clones, but you’re still a person. A beautiful, honest, loyal person who brightens my world up every day” you declared, running your thumb over his sharp cheekbones.

Cody let out a soft breath before he leaned closer to you, sliding his hand across the back of the couch and wrapped an arm around your shoulders. His other hand coming to push back a strand of your hair away from your face. He searched your face for any hesitancy before leaning in, pressing his body into yours until there was no gap between you. Trailing his hand down your face and over your jaw before coming to play with your hair, he gasped as you placed your hands on his strong chest.

“Can I kiss you now?” he asked, running a hand through your hair and twirling a strand slightly around his pointer finger. It sent thrills through you at being so close to him, feeling his warmth press against your side and his breath caress your cheeks.

“I’d love that, Commander” you consented, closing the gap between you two.

This kiss was not like any other you had experienced. Cody took slow, delicate chaste kisses from you before building up your passion as his hand slid into your hair, gripping the back of your head. You tightened your grasp on his blacks as he ran his tongue over your bottom lip, begging you to let him in for a proper, heated kiss. The hold he had over you ensured that you couldn’t move much, not that you wanted to. It felt amazing to experience Cody like this. Feel his body pressed up against yours, his tongue sliding against your own. You couldn’t help but gasp as he gave a playful nip onto your lip before running his tongue over it soothingly.

You were so lost in his kisses that you didn’t notice the hand trail down your back and stop at your hip. With strength that you knew he and all the other clones possessed, he pulled you onto his lap so that you were straddling him.

“Oh!” you gasped in surprise, not expecting him to move you like that.

This new position meant that you could feel the hardness that was growing in his blacks as you rocked against him, your own hands running up to twist into his dark curls. Letting the dark coils snag on your fingers as you tugged at them gently. It must have been something that drove Cody wild because he bucked his hips up to you in a momentary loss of control.

“Fuck, sweetheart” he groaned, pulling away to lay kisses along your jaw and down your neck. He found a spot on the column of your neck that he wanted to mark, dragging his teeth over the skin before sucking at it, laving it with attention so that tomorrow you would have a beautiful new bruise to cover up the next time you went into work. He secretly hoped you didn’t cover it up; so his brothers would know not to flirt or mess with you if they even dared entertained the thought they had a chance with you.

Heat fluttered in between your legs and you couldn’t help but grind down on him. Hearing him let out a small whine, you couldn’t help but do it again, enjoying having the mighty Marshall Commander whimpering for you. Even through your blacks you could feel how good he would feel inside of you.

However your fun was quickly cut short as Cody gripped on tightly to your hips. “Enough of that mesh’la, otherwise this will be over a lot sooner than I’d like” he murmured against your skin. Pinching your sides at the giggle he got in return, he tugged you closer, holding you over him but unable to move. “Can I take you to bed? Give you what you’ve been missing?” he asked, needing your permission to take the next step.

“If you didn’t… I’d be disappointed, Commander” you moaned, laying kisses across his face, starting from the scar on his temple, all down his jaw and onto his chin before raising to meet his lips. You noticed how Cody tensed underneath you, hands squeezing at you just slightly before he released them. It would seem Cody enjoyed being called Commander in the bedroom. You would file that interesting bit of information away for later.

Carefully, he held you to his chest, your breasts pushed against the hard planes of his pecs before wrapping another hand under your butt. Without any change in breathing or difficulty, he stood up, lifting you into the air with him and seemingly without any problem. You felt yourself gush at the move, admiring his strength as he continued to melt your brain with his kisses.

He guided you over to his bed in the corner, gently placing you down on the mattress with such tenderness that you felt how much he cared and loved you. Slowly, his hands trailed down your arms before he reached for the hem of your scrubs. He pulled it up over your stomach, up over your breasts before throwing it to the side of him.

“God you’re beautiful mesh’la” he whispered, entranced as he looked over the sight he had just revealed. His hands came to cup your breasts through the breast band, giving a cautionary squeeze before your hands came over the top of his own, showing him the right amount of pressure you enjoyed. “Thank you mesh’la. You’ve got to tell me if I do something you don’t like, okay?” he murmured, thumb brushing over your nipples even through the material.

“Okay” you assured, before reaching behind yourself and pulling off your breast band. “But you have to do the same” you bargained, tugging at the top of his blacks.

Chuckling, he chucked off his own blacks in record time, leaving him in a tight pair of boxers. Your brain stopped firing, lost in the beautiful tanned skin that was in front of you. He was dotted with a number of scars, a shade lighter than his normal tone. A large, twisted one sat just above his right hip bone, and you couldn’t help but reach for it, tracing the rough skin. He must have gotten this one before you were transferred to the 212th.

“I’m okay, it was shrapnel from a droid that lodged into me. Helix did a pretty good job” Cody soothed, voice gentle as he let you trace his scars. He hated seeing the distressed look on your face, the thought of him being in pain enough to bring that on. Cupping your cheek, he brought your face up to look at him. “I’m still here, love. I’m fine” he promised, leaning down to land a soft kiss on your lips.

“Can’t help but want to make sure you’re never hurt again, love” you sighed, eyes closed as you took in the sweet affection he had for you. You missed the look of adoration and love that passed over his face before he pushed it away. There would be time to talk about that later, right now he wanted to make you see stars.

“Can I take these off, baby?” he wondered, fingers tickling above the waist of your trousers.

“Of course!” you giggled, twisting slightly at the feather soft sensations he was drawing against you.

“Ticklish?” he grinned, enjoying the way you squirmed to get away from his touch. He would file that away for later, especially for when you least expected it. His eyes must have shown too much mischief because you glared up at him, a warning look on your face. “Oh just you wait, mesh’la, I’ll have to find a way to keep my hands to myself” he chuckled, hooking his fingers under the material hiding you from him. With a gentle tug, he pulled down both your trousers and pants, letting out a soft hum of satisfaction as you helped kick them away from you.

Taking the time to put them to one side, he turned around to press gentle kisses to your chest, leaving a couple of red marks above each breast. You couldn’t help but try and press closer to his warm, wet mouth but he wouldn’t put it where you wanted him to. You wanted him to play with your nipples, make them sensitive to his touch as they were already perked up, almost like they were begging for his hands, his mouth, whatever to touch them. But Cody seemed to know exactly what you wanted and refused to give in. Carefully, as though you were some delicate treasure he had found, he placed the softest of kisses on each nipple before kneeling above you.

“Cody!” you groaned, annoyance lacing through your tone but it didn’t do anything to encourage him. If anything, it did the opposite as he got off the bed and stood up. Cupping your face, he pressed a gentle kiss to the corner of your lips before he went down onto his knees for you.

The sight of him dropping down to his knees was enough to make you stop breathing. He was gorgeous, the most beautiful thing you’ve seen as he looks up at you, a mischievous smile on his face. Running his hands up from your calves, giving your knees a gentle squeeze before trailing up your thighs, gripping them slightly as he pushes them open. Sighing heavenly, he presses a small chaste kiss to your inner knee before pushing your legs wider, allowing his shoulders to fit in between your legs. “Oh mesh’la, you’re dripping for me” he breathed, tone full of adoration and desire.

Nerves began to eat away at your stomach, imagining exactly what he was seeing down there and your legs went to close around him but they didn’t get very far. Cody was so broad, even without his armour on. It was making you dizzy just having him this close to you, staring at your most intimate place. “Y-You don’t have to” you murmured, face heating up at the thought of what was going to happen. What he had promised he would do to you back in the mess hall.

Cody pulled away slightly, raising an eyebrow at you in surprise. “What kind of man has made you think that you don’t deserve this? That they shouldn’t be honoured to be between your legs and make you feel pleasured and desired? That they wouldn’t kill to get a taste of you” he asked, frown pulling on his features as he tugged you closer to the edge of the bed.

Gasping at his words and his actions, you let your hand slip into his hair to steady yourself. “Cody I-I don’t… he said he didn’t like doing it” you hurried to explain, fingers twitching in his dark strands.

Cody chuckled darkly, shaking his head as he trailed his calloused fingers closer and closer to your centre. “Oh mesh’la, let me show you what I like doing” he growled, squeezing you tighter. He barely gave you enough time to process his words before he was diving forward, licking a strip with the flat of his tongue from the bottom of your entrance and swirling it around your clit.

“Oh!” you squeaked out, free hand clutching the bed sheet and the other buried in his hair. Feeling him groan against you at your taste, you couldn’t help but buck your hips up into him and try to take in a stuttering breath.

“That’s it sweetheart, pull my hair!” he encouraged, thumb rubbing gentle patterns into your inner thigh as he looked up to see pleasure written all over your face. His soft touches were such a contrast to what his tongue was doing to your clit, flicking over the nub with the tip of his tongue.

“Cody! Oh kriff, Cody!” you whined, unable to help it as you pulled harder on his hair. He grunted into you, but didn’t pull away or admonish you. In fact he buried his face into you even more, giving your clit one last hard suck before moving down to your entrance to get a taste of your slick. It was like he was feasting on you, small groans and growls vibrating up you and sending heat up your spine. Stars he was good with his mouth. Was this what you had been missing out on?

With his mouth busy at your entrance, his thumb came to tease at your clit, rubbing it in circles with a barely there touch. It was teasing. Cody was teasing you and you didn’t know if you could handle it. “Please!” you whined, hoping he would either touch you properly or… or… or do something other than tease.

“Got to make this a good one mesh’la” he smirked, nipping at your inner thigh before pressing a kiss onto your clit.

You couldn’t help but yelp, flinching away slightly at his touch before instantly seeking it out again.

Cody growled softly, wrapping his other arm around your thigh to tug you closer to him, keeping you at his mercy. The sound shot straight to your cunt, making it squeeze around nothing as he looked up from your legs, taking in the beautiful sight of you laid out before him. Without warning, he began rubbing at your clit, hard, determined motions as he pushed his tongue back inside of you as far as he could go.

“Ah! Cody! Oh kriff! Fuck, Cody, don’t stop, please don’t stop!” you begged, feeling the coil twist tighter and tighter in your gut. You were so close to finally having a man bring you to orgasm. You didn’t think you could take it if he stopped now to tease you further.

As he allowed you to ride his face, Cody pulled you as tight as he could to his mouth, not wanting to let you escape from his mouth as he brought you closer and closer to the edge. He could feel you were close, your inner muscles tightening around him as you gushed more and more slick out of your pussy. The sounds you were making was going straight down to his cock, he was already leaking pre-cum but he was determined that you would experience pleasure before he even touched himself. He wanted to feel you cum on his tongue, hear you scream his name as you came for the first time with someone.

“I’m close! Please! Please Cody, more!” you demanded, tugging harshly on his hair as you thrust your hips against his face. Feeling him chuckle darkly against you, it took you a second to register that his circular motions on your clit had stopped before he gave your clit a sharp pinch. It tore at your nerves and you screamed his name, unable to help it as you came against his mouth.

Pure bliss shot through your body, your brain stopped working and you swore you could see the Force all around you from how hard he had made you cum. You barely felt him pull away from you, resting his head on your hip as your legs trembled against his shoulders and back. Electricity was still coursing up and down your spine, making it impossible to come down just yet.

But when you finally did open your eyes, you found Cody smiling at you, a little smug but pleased that you had experienced this with him. “How do you feel, love?” he checked in, rubbing soothing patterns on your thigh.

“I feel like you’ve just ruined me for anyone else” you panted, wiping some of your juices off his cheeks and chin. You had never been as wet as this, no partner had ever made you feel like you were exploding with pleasure and ecstasy before.

“Can’t say I’m not a little pleased about that, mesh’la. I don’t think I want to let anyone else have you” Cody replied, taking in the sight of you. Enjoying how debauched you looked, he knew that he wanted to keep showing you the delights that he could bring you. He would never stop wanting you and desiring you, especially not after hearing your moans and whimpers just from him eating you out. He couldn’t wait to do more with you.

“Shuffle up the bed, love. I’m not done with you yet” Cody instructed, helping you to move back and get situated in a comfortable position in the middle of the bed. Tucking a pillow underneath your head and hips, he saw you give him a reassuring nod before he knelt in between your legs again.

Spotting the red mark that was already blooming on your thigh, he couldn’t help but trace it with his calloused fingertips, wondering how it would look like in the morning. You moaned at the touch, but kept your legs spread wide to accommodate him and his curious touches. “You’re so beautiful cyare, I don’t think I’ve seen anything more beautiful than you” he praised, sending you a soft look that he hoped conveyed just how deeply he felt for you.

Keeping his gaze locked onto you, he slid his fingers through your soaked folds, gathering your juices and swirling around your clit with them, pressing on the underside of your hood before pulling away as you bucked up into him. Grinning at your response, he couldn't help but tease you further, gently brushing against your clit before quickly retreating, listening to your sounds of frustration and the twitch of your hips as you tried to chase after his fingers.

Leaning forward, he pressed his lips against yours, swallowing your moans as he licked into your mouth. You couldn’t help but moan at the taste of yourself, sliding your hands over his shoulders and his back to tug him closer. It was a curious taste, but not unpleasant and Cody seemed to enjoy the way you ran your tongue over his as you made your decision.

Without warning, he pressed one of his thick fingers into your soaked entrance, both of you cursing out for different reasons. For you, his fingers were bigger than your own and could reach places that you just couldn’t. For him, he was taken aback at how warm you felt around his finger, how your muscles fluttered at the intrusion. He could imagine that your pussy wasn’t quite used to his fingers, your own just wasn’t enough to be a copy of his. Gripping tightly to his shoulder, you couldn’t help but whine and bury your face into his neck.

“Too much, mesh’la?” he frowned, worried that he had hurt you.

Quickly shaking your head, you nuzzled into him, taking in the deeply soothing scent that could relax you in a moment. “No, just… different from my own hand. Move… please” you murmured, pressing a reassuring kiss to his neck before pulling away.

“Alright, I’m going to move now” he warned you, resting his forehead against yours before slowly retreating and pushing back into you. The small hitch of your breath was a reassurance that you were okay, just getting used to the feel of him against you and his finger inside of you. Making sure that he paid attention to your body language and the pace of your breathing, Cody worked you up on his fingers.

You could feel yourself relaxing against him, both of you leaning against the other and breathing the same air. It was an honour to share this with him. A keldabe kiss was special, something so intimate between families and partners, for him to do this with you. Well it showed you just how much he loved you.

All thoughts were shoved out of your head when Cody pushed two fingers inside of you, curling them up as though searching for something. Instantly you knew what, and you were afraid to disappoint him. “I don’t have one, I’ve never been able to find that spot” you breathed to him, shaking your head. Cody sent you a determined look, a small smile playing on his face. “Cody I can- Oh!” you moaned, your stead-firm belief certainly in tatters now that Cody had pressed right on the spongy spot inside of you that had you see stars.

“There we go, love. That’s it. I’ve got you” he mumbled, massaging and poking at the spot inside of you that you denied having. “Let me take care of you. I promise you won’t regret it” Cody whispered, peppering kisses all over your face.

Whimpering, you couldn’t help but dig your nails into his back as he used a sharp thrust of his hand into you to have you bucking up into him. Fuck, Cody wasn’t wrong. You weren’t regretting letting him look after you, you don’t think you ever would. Heat raised in you as he continued to push against that spot inside of you that caused tension building in your bottom half.

He began to increase his speed, feeling you tighten around him as he crooked his fingers just so, enjoying the loud groan that move pulled out of you. Your hips were beginning to lift off the bed and Cody pulled away so he was kneeling above you.

You whined, wanting him closer to you, to feel his body pressed against yours. He caught your reaching hand, pressing a kiss to your knuckles before placing it down next to your hip and squeezing once. “Be good mesh’la, keep them there” he ordered, before pinning your hips down with a hand on your lower stomach.

Instantly you cried out, pleasure increasing but unable to move away from his touch. You could do nothing but lay there as he wrung ever ounce of pleasure from you. “Cody! Fuck Cody, please. Oh gods! Maker, Cody I’m close, oh fuck!” you howled, tugging at the bedsheets as you felt your release edging closer and closer to you. It was like he was reaching parts of you that you hadn’t experienced before, both inside and out as the pressure of his hand made his fingers feel bigger than they were. Why in all hells had you been missing out on this? Cody was driving you insane and he had only used his mouth and fingers.

“That’s it beautiful, such a good girl for me. Cum for me” Cody groaned, watching how your eyes squeezed shut, mouth falling open as ecstasy seared through you. He could tell how close you were, your muscles were clenching tightly around his fingers. His voice was so full of love and want that you couldn’t help but obey as you felt your cunt tighten around his fingers for the second time tonight.

After allowing you to come down from your high, Cody leaned forward to brush your sweaty hair out of your eyes before gently kissing along your temple. “I can’t believe how beautiful you are. Thank you, mesh’la” he muttered into your hair as he took in your smell.

“I should be saying that to you. You’ve just made me cum twice” you smiled, nuzzling your nose into his jaw and pressing a kiss there. Sliding your hands along his strong shoulders, you tugged him closer, wanting to feel his weight on you. However as you did, you felt his hardened member press against your lower stomach. Now that you weren’t drunk on the high he had sent you in, you allowed yourself to grind up into his hard cock.

Cody grunted, eyes squeezing shut at the feel of your soft skin and his pre-cum leaking on you, making the glide easier as his hips moved on their own.

“I’m sorry, this has all been about me. I should have thought” you apologised, biting your lip as you reached for his cock.

However Cody just tutted, grabbing your wrist and stilling you. “You didn’t forget about me, cyare. I’ve imagined what you would be like when we were like this, there’ll be more than enough time for me later” he assured, not wanting you to feel bad.

Running your gaze down his body, you couldn’t help but take in his sweaty pecs and thickened trunk. Trailing lower, you couldn’t help but gulp. His cock was gorgeous. Truly. He was about average in length but thick, with a slight upward curve that you know would feel amazing in you. His head was a shade darker than the rest of him and leaking down his shaft. Maker he was beautiful. You reached out to grip him, desperate to feel the smooth, silky skin of his cock. Cody gasped, rocking his hips into your touch as he lost himself in your slow, firm movements up and down his member, twisting slightly at the tip.

“Fuck, cyare!” he growled, gritting his teeth as he tightened your hold of him to one that he preferred.

Grinning wildly at how he seemed to lose some of that control he was exhibiting with you, you couldn’t help but run your thumb over his head, collecting the pre-cum gathering there before lifting it into your mouth for a taste. It was salty but you liked it. You wanted to taste more from the source.

“Force Y/N, if you do that, this will be over sooner than any of us would like” Cody warned, squeezing your shoulder as you made to move towards his member.

Pouting, you pumped him a few more times, just the way he showed you before Cody tugged your hand away. “Promise I can taste you later?” you asked, biting your lip coyly as you looked up at him.

Cody couldn’t help but moan, leaning his head against yours. “Yes, beautiful girl, you can do whatever you want to me later. But first, I need to be inside of you. I need to make you feel good” Cody nodded, running his hand up and down your side. It was ticklish, but you enjoyed his touch against your heated skin.

“How do you want me?” you teased, gasping as he kissed the spot underneath your ear, running his tongue over the thin, delicate skin before pulling away to look you over.

“Get comfortable, baby. I’ll take you any which way you want” he swore, taking every movement in as he watched you settle on your back, your legs sprawled wide open so that he could see every part of you. His cock throbbed painfully, seemingly to know that it’s wait was finally over and soon it would be sinking into your hot, wet entrance.

When you were comfortable, Cody ran his fingertips up your inner thigh before dragging his nails down them, making you squirm and gasp out at the flare of pain. It was a wonderful contract to the pleasure that you had been feeling all night. Coming closer to you, he shuffled you until your thighs were resting on his.

“Are you ready, mesh’la?” Cody asked, gripping his cock in one hand and lining the head against your entrance. He pushed the head through your folds, both to tease you and to spread your slick that had gathered there so he wouldn’t hurt you.

Taking a deep breath, you couldn’t remember being more ready for anything. Now was the moment that Cody would take you, claim you for himself and bring you some much needed relief after your partners was sorely lacking in getting you to the finishing line. He would be the one to show you just how pleasurable sex could be when your partner knew exactly what they were doing. Reaching up to cup his face, trailing your fingers over his sharp jaw and cheekbones, you couldn’t help but giggle. “Please, fuck me Commander” you whispered, leaning up to kiss him. You knew instantly it had been the right thing to say, because Cody tensed up and his eyes darkened from where your gazes met.

Cody wasted no time, pushing his cock into you slowly, mindful of what a stretch it could be. You let out a loud curse, feeling how tight you were and how full you were just from Cody entering you. “That’s it Mesh’la, you’re doing really well. You’ve taken me so well. Just a bit more, that’s a good girl” Cody encouraged, voice shaking as he rubbed your flank soothingly.

“Fuck, Cody! It feels like you’re never going to stop!” you gasped, gripping onto his arms tightly at the side of your head and trying to get used to the stretch. As he bottomed out in you, the pair of your stopped, both of you gasping against each other as you finally took everything in. It did feel like you were stuffed full, his delicious cock stretching you out as you strangled him with your warmth.

Once he was sure that you were both ready, feeling you give a small nod against him before he slowly pulled out, the drag felt amazing against your tight walls. Leaning down to lick into your mouth, he thrust back into your sharply, causing you to mewl against his lip and scramble to hold onto him. That set the pace, Cody pulling his cock out slowly, making you miss the heavy feel of him inside of you before slamming back into you.

Unable to help it, you sighed at his wonderful pace, allowing you to feel all of him in short, quick thrusts and long, hard deep ones. It kept you on the edge, enjoying how Cody seemed to know exactly what you wanted before you did. His mouth was trailing down your chest, desperate to reach your breasts. He took one hardened bud in his mouth, sucking on it harshly, determined to leave as many marks on you as possible. His other hand came up to play with your neglected nipple, squeezing and twisting the nub until you were crying out loudly into his room, the noise echoing off the metal walls. He chuckled against your breast, nipping it quickly before swapping sides.

Your hands weren’t idle either, one hand slipped into his hair, tugging at the strands to get him moving to where you wanted him, to try and ease up on the marks he was giving you. It was to no avail, and you couldn’t help but feel like your nipples were getting extra sensitive, every touch, lick and caress felt like it was sending heat straight down to your centre. Your other hand explored the plains of his back, digging your nails into his strong muscles at a particularly hard thrust.

Cody raised your thigh around his hip, allowing him to push deeper into you and had you clenching hard around him. “Kriff mesh’la, you’re squeezing me so tight. Almost can’t move” he growled, rolling his hips against yours. Reaching between you, he began circling your clit in figures of 8, sending your focus flying out the window. All there was to feel was Cody, around you, inside of you. Everything was Cody and you couldn’t think of anything more perfect. “Want you to cum for me. Cum around my cock, want to feel you” he groaned, latching onto your neck as he continued to drive you to the height of pleasure.

Nodding, you wanted that too. Fuck, it was hard to think of anything else as he continued to play you like a string, strumming your clit as he drove himself into you, over and over again. Breaths becoming even shorter, you couldn’t help but drag your nails down his back as you came around him, body shaking as you released everything that you had. “CODY!” you screamed, the sound filling the room and almost leaving him deaf as your orgasm hit you so hard, you saw white.

Cody gritted his teeth, feeling how tight you had become around him, how your arousal and release leaked around his cock, dripping down your ass and onto the bedsheets below. But it wasn’t enough, he wanted to see one more. Just one more and then he’d let you rest. He wanted to make sure that you knew just how beautiful you were to him, and that you deserved as many orgasms as you wanted. And he would give them to you, anytime you asked.

It felt like you had never came down from the high, you were riding that wave painfully close as it began to get too much for you. Cody was still thrusting into you, pace slightly slower now but no less determined. You forgot how passionate and stubborn your Commander could be, and it seemed he was determined to prove that you could cum just fine when he was the one that was bringing you over the edge. Fuck, it was like you were on fire, all your nerves singing and trembling as Cody continued to fuck into you.

“Please Cody” you whined, words slurring slightly but you were sure that he understood you.

“Want me to stop, mesh’la?” he frowned, stilling instantly as he worried he had pushed you too far.

Taking some deep breaths in, you shook your head. “No… I don’t think I can cum any more… but I want you to cum… inside… please Commander” you admitted, feeling embarrassed at your words and also not wanting to spoil his pleasure. You wanted to feel him cum in you, to get that feeling that many women claimed felt out of this world, and some that didn’t feel anything. But you wanted to experience that with Cody. It was safe, you had been checked and had the implant, and all clones were told that they were sterile and couldn’t pass on their genes. You wanted him to coat your walls and claim you.

“I think you can, love. You just need the right motivation” he teased, before gathering your legs and placing each one over his shoulders. The change in angle was instant, and you couldn’t help but let your mouth fall open, unable to stop the cry of pleasure as he seemed to sink deeper into you. He felt a lot bigger and deeper in this position, and you couldn’t do anything but take it as he practically folded you in half.

“There we go, love, that’s better. Look at your pretty pussy taking me in so well. You were made for me love, just like I was made for you. You never have to worry about not finishing with me, I’ll get you there as many times as you want, cyare” he vowed, thoughts becoming frayed as he was nearing his own completion, but he was determined to push you over the edge one more time. He needed to feel you strangling his cock before he came deep inside of you.

“Please Cody, I just want you, please. Whatever you want, just let me kiss you” you pleaded, trying to reach up for a kiss, but the position wouldn’t allow you to move very well.

“How can I deny such a sweet request off a beautiful woman?” he breathed, putting more of his weight on you as he briefly attached his lips to yours. It was a short kiss, neither of you able to keep it up as he thrust almost down into you now.

Now that he was almost pinning you down, his thrusts were hitting that spot inside of you that flooded your whole body with pleasure, his hips slamming into yours were as accurate as a blaster shot. You couldn’t help but clench even tighter around him as you felt another orgasm building – was this your fourth now? Kriff! He was actually trying to kill you.

“That’s it cyar’ika, one more. You have one more for me, I know you do. Come on love, I know you’re sore, just give me one more and I’ll fill you until I’m leaking out of you and onto my bed” Cody continued to whisper into your sweat soaked skin, teeth biting down into your neck as his fingers came to play with your clit, massaging your bud of pleasure.

A sensation you had never experienced before began to creep over you and your eyes shot open. (When had you even closed them?) The only time you had felt this was definitely not in a sexy situation. “Cody!” you gasped, gripping his arms as you tried to tighten your muscles around him. “Cody I can’t… I need to-I’m going to- Cody!” you stuttered, trying to hold on so that you didn’t make this situation even more mortifying as it was.

But he just cupped your face, driving another thrust of his hips into you, hitting that spot that made you almost come undone. “It’s okay cyar’ika, let go for me. It’s okay, trust me, you’ll be fine” he soothed, rubbing even more at your clit. You shook your head, eyes squeezing tight before he gently gripped your chin, forcing you to look at him. “Let go, love, it’s not what you think. Trust me, let go for me love” he cooed, smiling at you reassuringly.

Finally you couldn’t take any more, relaxing all your muscles as his touch, his thrusts and the pure pleasure inside of you spilled over. You felt yourself release, soaking him in spurts as your orgasm hit you full on. It took the breath from you, your body unable to do anything but sink into the mattress as you continued to squirt.

Cody couldn’t do anything but groan your name, hips losing their rhythm as he thrust into you a couple more times, spend painting your walls white as he shot load after load into you.

Once he had enough brain cells, he made sure he wasn’t crushing you before gathering you into his arms and spinning around, cuddling you up into his broad chest.

“Well… I think everyone knows that I can certainly cum now, Commander” you said wryly, still catching your breath as your fingers drew nonsense patterns on his chest.

“Glad I was able to reassure them” he murmured, feeling sleep tug at him. He’d get up in a second, grab a cloth to wash you both down with. But at the moment, he was still unable to feel his legs. “You okay, cyare?” he asked softly, running warm, gentle hands up and down your back, playing with your hair occasionally.

Humming in satisfaction, you couldn’t help but nod. “Never better, Commander” you teased, pecking his pec and giggling at the thought.

“Cody” he reminded you, playfully tugging at your hair. “Come on, let me run you a shower. I need to clean you up before I make you all dirty again, love” he smirked, shuffling away from you so he could get up and head to the refresher.

“Cody, I thought you loved me. That means cuddles” you pouted, watching him in all of his naked glory as he walked across the room.

“At least let me get a cloth, cyare. Then I’m all yours” he promised, sending you a wink before he disappeared.

You sighed happily, resting your head on a pillow that smelt just like him. It was hard to believe that this morning you had woken up, thinking that today would be an ordinary day. That you would do some work, pine after Cody, do extra work, perhaps dinner, a walk around the ship before dreaming of the Marshal Commander before sleep. Never would you have thought you would admit to never having an orgasm from a partner, but then also confessing your feelings towards the man you loved and have him show you exactly what you had been missing and how a real man should treat you.

You must have dozed off between him going to the refresher and him coming back. He had a wet cloth in his hand and he gently parted your legs, running the material gently over your leaking entrance. He grabbed another wet cloth to clean any bites. But as he reached for a tub of bacta, you stopped him. “No, I want to see what we’ve done after I leave here” you murmured, voice airy and still half asleep.

“Alright mesh’la, but if they hurt, I want you to put some on, deal?” he bargained, kissing your back before putting the tub away.

“Deal, Cody, now get into bed” you chuckled, opening your arms for him to fall into. You were promised orgasms and cuddles. He had completed his mission to give you orgasms, now he needed to fulfil the cuddles part. Cody was more than happy to do that.

[crashlanding-skywalker]

[The 212th and the 501st relaxing after a mission]

Rex, rubbing his temples: I am not proud of what I am about to say, but someone get me a cigarrette.

Fives: But Rex, we don't smoke.

Cody: Cut the crap, Fives. We're not idiots. We know that at least one in five people smoke.

Rex, pointing at Dogma: one *then at Trapper* two *then at Wooley* three *then at Longshot* four *then at Fives* five.

Cody: Now, I am going to close my eyes, and when I open them, there better be a cigarrette between these two fingers.

Trapper, puts a cigarrette in Cody's hand: here, sir

Cody: Thank you.

Fives:

Wooley:

Dogma:

Trapper:

Longshot:

Cody: Light?

(all of them simultaneously pulling out lighters)

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Crys: Time freezes for everyone but you one day. What do you do?

Fives: Oh… We’d mildly trouble everyone.

Crys: Alright, so what would you do?

Fives: I’d shave a one-inch thick line in every thick beard I saw.

Echo: I’d twist all the lightbulbs just a little bit so no one would know when they aren’t working.

Fives: I’d make every wing on girls eyeliner just a little bit higher than the other one.

Echo: I’d tie everyone’s shoelaces together.

Echo & Fives: And then lastly, We’d snip a little hole in every tea bag.

Crys:

Echo & Fives:

Crys: Remind me to never allow you to have power.

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Kix: How does one turn their emotions off?

Longshot: Okay, so first go to settings.

Hawk: I'm a fucking idiot, I thought that said emojis at first.

Kix: No, I'm still willing to try this, go ahead. I'm at settings, what do I do next?

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Echo: On a scale from “damn Daniel” to “fre sha vaca do”, how are you feeling?

Waxer: In between “it’s an avocado, thanks” and “how did you defeat Captain America”, but as a solid answer I would say “I don’t need a degree to be a clothing hanger”. How about you, Echo?

Echo: Probably “road work ahead”.

Switch, about to bang his head into a wall: I speak many languages...

Switch: this one is definitely not one of them.

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Gearshift: Sometimes I drink milk straight out of the container.

Hawk: The cow???

Jesse: What?

Oddball: Hawk, W H Y?

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Appo: So, what's it like living with Gregor?

Trapper: He once referred to sand as "heterosexual glitter."

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Hardcase: I made tea.

Longshot: I don't want tea.

Hardcase: I didn't make you tea. This is my tea.

Longshot: Then why did you tell me?

Hardcase: It's a conversation starter.

Longshot: It's a horrible conversation starter.

Hardcase: Oh, is it?

Hardcase: We're conversing, checkmate.

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Echo: Rules were made to be broken.

Gearshift: They were made to be followed. Nothing is made to be broken.

Striker: Uh, piñatas.

Trapper: Glow sticks.

Vaughn: Karate boards.

Wooley: Spaghetti when you have a small pot.

Waxer: Rules.

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Echo: What is your favourite mythical story?

Boil: The Story Of My Will To Live.

Echo: I don’t think I’ve heard of that one before.

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Axe: I'm not sure what you mean

Axe: I am socializing.

Gregor: Standing there ominously doesn't count as socializing

Axe:

Axe: Since when?

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Crys: I was arrested for being too cool.

Vaughn: And the charges were dropped due to a lack of supporting evidence.

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Hil: I’m going to get so much done today.

Jester: I’ll hold you to that.

*8 hours later*

Jester: So how much did you get done?

Hil: One thing.

Jester: Well, that’s one more than usual.

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Switch: Who ate all my cookies?

Tup: Bounty hunters

Switch, confused: I didn’t see them

Tup: No one ever does :)

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Fives: The how the fuck’s and why are you so dumb's don’t matter. All that matters is that I have a new gun.

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Tup: Why is it called "oven" when you of in the cold food and you of out hot eat the food?

Crys: What???

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Boil: FIGHT ME, YOU NERD ASS SLUT!

Fives: At least try to sound slightly more sophisticated when you threaten someone.

Boil: Oh, I'm sorry. should I ask; dost thou want to engage in a duel, my good bitch?

Fives: That's somehow worse.

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Cody: When Fives & Echo were born, the gods said, "They're too good for this world."

Jesse: Please. When they were born, the devil said, "Oh, competition."

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Gearshift: You know, I used to play back in my gory days.

Appo: You mean glory days?

Gearshift: Ah, that too.

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Fives: I’m an idiot.

Boil:

Jesse:

Waxer:

Echo:

Trapper:

Fives:

Echo: If you’re waiting for us to disagree, this is going to be a long day.

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Kix, looking at both batallions: Okay, so I need to become a therapist faster.

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Boomer: It’s funny how well you and Longshot get along. Didn’t he hate you at first?

Hardcase, nodding: Longshot hates everybody at first. It’s his way of reaching out to people.

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Waxer: Are you reading fan fiction?

Denal, reading an article about a extremely rare diseases: Wh- No.

Boil: Oh, is it on AO3?

Denal, ready to punch one of them: This is BBC.

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Oddball: Hey, thanks for checking in, I’m ✨still a piece of garbage✨

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Sterling: You could be nicer.

Spark: I am.

Sterling: You threatened Wooley with a cooking knife.

Spark: But I didn't actually stab him!

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Redeye, about Gus: Is he a freak (derogatory)?

Redeye: Or a freak (affectionate)?

Slick: Why not both?

Redeye: You’re so right, a freak (double-edged sword)!

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Hawk: Protip is you do not feel good about yourself after eating tomato sauce on iceberg lettuce.

Barlex: What's wrong with you??

Hawk: I literally JUST said I ate tomato sauce on iceberg lettuce?? Pay attention.

Wyler: No, he means other than that.

Hawk: Ohhhhhh.

Hawk: I haven't slept in 4 days.

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Jesse: Self-care is suppressing all your trauma until it comes back and hits you in the face with the force of 7 very large ships.

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Fives: Why do humans have different blood groups?

Longshot: So mosquitoes can enjoy different flavors.

Dogma: Really guys? Now?

Dogma: I'M TRYING TO SLEEP!!

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Fives: Can we go out to get icecream?

Cody: Did you ask Rex?

Echo: He said no.

Cody: Then why are you asking me?

Echo & Fives: He aint the boss of you.

Cody, internally: It's a trap, it's a trap, it's a trap.

[spacemagicandlaserswords]

The Clone Wars 2x5 'Landing at Point Rain' Reaction

YEET THE CLONE

Gif from this post by @elivanto

Is this the first instance that we see of Yeet the Clone? I’m pretty sure it is. If so, then what a beautiful introduction to one of the Jedi’s favourite pastimes: Yeeting their Clones. Poor Rex. I also loved the part before this where he just appears behind the Droideka that Ahsoka was fighting on the top of the wall, smoothly and silently steps through its shield and then puts a blaster bolt through the back of its head a la Trinity to Agent Smith in The Matrix. Certified Rex Is A Badass moment and it was a really well shot and framed moment that emphasised just how highly skilled the clones are. I did wonder how he got up to the top of the giant wall that quickly though. Rex, did you yeet yourself up there? Do you secretly want to be yeeted? 

I hadn’t really clocked onto this until this episode but it’s reminder that Rex is also an ARC, along with being the absolute BAMF that he is and The Captain to everyone. I was watching episodes 2x6 and 2x7 (more to come on those later) and was wondering why Cody didn’t have a kama. Surely Marshal Commander Cody has a kama? Is Cody not an ARC? Wookieepedia doesn’t list him as one so I’m guessing he mustn’t be, which seems decidedly odd seeing as he, along with Rex, are basically held up as examples of the ultimate clone. Though The Bad Batch aren’t ARCs but then they are a special category of genetically enhanced commandos in a spec ops squad of their own. Does this mean kama’s are purely an ARC thing? Either way, Rex looks suitably badass in his kama and Cody should get one too, as a treat. More clones in kamas pls.

Just after poor Rex gets yeeted off the wall by both of his jedis’, we very clearly see that Jedi are able to safely slow and stop the descent of a clone who is falling from a great height. They can even do this while falling from a great height themselves. So where is The Bad Batch’s jedi to stop Tech’s fall? Hmmmmmm?! I have Thoughts about this that I may cobble together into a post at a later date.

Hello to Trapper, who we’re introduced to as the only other survivor along with Obi-Wan from when their troop transport (I think they’re LAAT/i’s?) was shot down and crashed. I’m always slightly worried when we’re introduced to a new named clone. I thought Wooley was absolute Red Shirt material (to mix metaphors with the two main sci-fi franchises that start with Star) when he was introduced in 1x20 ‘Innocents of Ryloth’. The setup did not seem like it bode well for his survival. Four clones go off on their own on a dangerous mission to scout ahead. Wooley, the only clone out of the group without paint on their armour, is paired up with Cody (who has plot armour) and the other two clones, Waxer and Boil, have both been introduced and characterised at the start of this episode. Wooley was set up to be the obvious Red Shirt of the group, doomed to be blasted by the first droid they encounter while the main characters are left to struggle on in a desperate bid to complete their mission. Don’t get me wrong, I was very glad it didn’t happen! Subverting expectations like that worked well in this situation and the entire narrative focus was on Waxer and Boil anyway. More clones need to live. 

That was one thing that stood out to me in this episode, the sheer number of clones that were killed right in front of us. There were so many. It was a constant pattern throughout the episode. Clone after clone after clone dying, and for what? I’m assuming this is the writers making a point about the futility of war and the utterly pointless loss of life. On top of all this, the clones are just expected to keep going, always moving forward, nothing else mattering apart from following orders (*sobs*) and completing the mission. It was a very sobering way of emphasising the lot of the clones and the way they’re treated and viewed. Just the sheer number of LAAT/i’s alone that were shot down was so stark, and each of those carries 35 troops. Or at least that’s what Wookieepedia says. I didn’t think they looked large enough to carry that many troops in the episode, probably closer to around 10 or so clones.

On a lighter note, I really enjoyed how a number of the LAAT/i’s had custom nose art! There was one with what looked like a nexu that I think appeared twice and another with a very cool looking clone trooper helmet that drawn to look like a skull. I love little in-universe touches like that. Ok I’ve done a little bit more digging and omg the LAAT/i with the nexu nose art is called the Bad Kitty! I am crying, this is hilarious, I love it. 

Also, Cody can you come and get your husband. He’s all dusty and dirty and slumped against some boxes in the middle of a battlefield pretending not to be injured. Somewhere in the background is the decidedly miffed countenance of the 212th’s medic. Do we ever discover who the medic of the 212th is? Does Ghost Company have a medic? The only medic I know of is Kix and he hasn’t been introduced yet, plus he’s with the 501st anyway. 

This is all further confirmation that I am entirely here for the clones. Sure the jedi with their fancy laser swords are cool and all that and I will admit that I’m growing rather fond of Ahsoka. But the clones. The Clones. Give me everything about the clones. 

[chopper-base]

What was your favourit fanfic to write? And why?

My favorite of yours to read is still the one with Wooley in the vent 😅

My favorite would have to be Arcs at a Cost

I had kinda written out what I wanted to add, and once I started writing, it all kinda just got painted on the page. The scene just played out in my head and transferred to the page easily. I struggle with getting the words in my head out on the page which is why I don't have fics out quickly or sometimes at all.

Rex and Cody weren't even supposed to show up! It was going to just be Fives and Echo, but they decided to write their own script and just show up out of nowhere. Started out as a heart to heart, with some angst sprinkled in and then BAM tickle fight🤣🤣🤣

I loved writing In the Vents!

The 212th has a special place in my heart. Even if I did accidentally abandoned my Boil and Waxer RP accounts😅(yes, that was me😶I'm sorry, I got busy, depressed, and unmotivated) I often see a LOT of 501st stuff, but I, personally, rarely see our sunshine battalion, so I'm glad I could do them some justice!

You're add on of "Don't feed the Wooley" still makes me laugh every time I see it!

(And it is now 3am and I'm still awake. Tomorrow is gonna be a long day)

[eyayah-oya]

Gonna start off with an obvious one :D Your top 5 favourite clones?

Additionally, your top 5 fic tropes?

Asking the hard one XD. How can I possibly choose only five?

Wooley (naturally. He's my boy <3)

Longshot

Echo

Cody

Attie or Kix

And now for the tropes!

does Everybody Lives/Nobody Dies count?

Friends with Benefits to Lovers is always fun

Found Family

ahem uh a character that really enjoys sex

Time-Travel fix-its!

Okay I think all of those are tropes, but they're a lot of fun to write (yes I had to include a saucy trope lol)

Thank you so much for sending this ask to me Ro! I love answering these!

[anxiousotters]

@cookiemonsterv3 you’ve asked about the lore NO TURNING BACK

Cody writes each of his sheep’s names in sharpie on their ear tags so he can identify them and calls the tags their “stylish earrings”. He claims he doesn’t have any favourites, but he has a soft spot for Ewe-Anne McGregor (a play on his favourite actor’s name) and Woolly (a runt that he nursed back to health with the help of his little brother, Wooley, who cried so hard when she was born and refused to leave her side until she was better)

Happy (belated) @codywanweek to all who celebrate!!

Here’s my very late submission for Day 7: Rural Jobs featuring sheep farmer Cody, wheat farmer Obi-Wan, and Cody’s sandwich stealing sheepdog, Boga

+ close ups under the cut!

[silvermoongirl10swfics]

This is a snippet for my @codywanweek day 3: lightsaber fic. I am writing this in a 4+1 style.

No warnings. I’ve tried for a bit of humour in this one.

It was beginning to get ridiculous now. Not only had Cody lost count of the number of times he had ended up with Obi-Wan’s lightsaber in his possession, but his cyare was also dramatically throwing his outer robe off and just leaving it strewn on the floor. The first time Cody had found a brown Jedi robe fluttering along the ground in the breeze, he had picked it up to return to his General only to discover Obi-Wan had already put on a different robe. So, Cody just started to leave the robes he picked up in a box in the main storage cupboard on the Negotiator for anyone who wanted a robe as an extra blanket. He wasn’t sure if Obi-Wan knew about it, but considering how many spare robes his cyare seemed to pick up when they were on Coruscant (as he never ran out of robes), Cody wasn’t sure.

So, it was not surprising in the midst of a battle. When General Grievous made his bi-monthly drop-in/actually a gate-crash of a battle he had no reason to be involved in, a part from the single aim of driving Cody’s blood pressure sky high when Obi-Wan would inevitably torment Grievous with his witty comebacks and nearly get killed in retaliation for Grievous not having a sense of humour and taking offense. Obi-Wan spotted his favourite foe to torment, a foe the men had started to call The Runaway General. Named after the romantic comedy film the 212th had illegally watched on the holonet called the Runaway bride. The men had watched the first ten minutes of the film and all decided the bride who always ran away from her weddings reminded them of Grievous. So, now Cody was unable to ever watch that film again as his brothers had thoroughly spoiled it for him. He had tried to watch it again once, but instead all he could imagine was Grievous running away in one of the lace sleeved, A-line dresses the bride wore, veil included. A truly nightmarish image to be stuck in one’s head.

Anyway, The Runaway General made his usual wheezing entrance, if it was anyone else Cody would suggest they should see a medic for that ear grating, hacking cough. But Grievous could go and suck on a bucket of sour sweets for all Cody cared. Obi-Wan’s ocean blue gaze locked in on his favourite foe and Cody just felt the urge to cry, because Obi-Wan had that look in his eyes, the look that meant he was going to enjoy tormenting the ever-living kark out of Grievous and Cody was going to have to try and not have a heart attack. You know, situation normal.

Obi-Wan dramatically threw his outer robe off his shoulders, causing the brown material to swish majestically in the slight breeze, billowing out into an arch above the Jedi’s head and then delicately flittering down to the floor. The Jedi then charged forward, his blue lightsaber held aloft, towards Grievous, a sarcastic quip already on the tip of his tongue.

Cody just sighed.

Then over the comms he heard:

“Ooooh, solid effort that one. Best I’ve seen. I’d say a definite 10/10.”

“I have to agree with you Wooley. That was probably the best robe drop I’ve seen the General do.”

“What is wrong with you Wooley and Waxer? You have clearly forgotten the robe drop on Atollon. That was a far better robe drop. A 12/10 at least.”

“That is a very good point Boil. Atollon was just chef’s kiss.”

Cody gritted his teeth and growled. “Focus on what you are supposed to be doing. And stop blocking the battalion comms!”

“Oops. Sorry Commander!” called out Wooley, his tone apologetic. Wooley had clearly been spending too much time with Waxer and Boil.

“Thanks for listening to today’s Dramatic Jedi Robe Drop Scoring. Tune in again when either The Runaway General, Never Had A Bad Hair Day, Count Kenobi’s Evil Grandfather or Obsessive Hate for Kenobi Kept Me Alive turn up to try and kill our General. See you then folks!”

“Waxer!” shouted Cody, scanning the battlefield for the Lieutenant. Fortunately for Waxer he wasn’t in Cody’s eyeline. Cody just sighed again. It was one of those days.

(My mum was watching the film Runaway Bride and I couldn’t resist writing Grievous in a wedding dress, I wish I could draw this image (Cody is probably glad I can’t) but I can’t even draw decent stick people. So I hope my descriptions of Grievous in a wedding dress make it seem funny, I was giggling to myself as I wrote it.)

(Trying to come up with nicknames the 212th would have made for Ventress, Dooku and Maul was actually harder than I thought it would be 😂)

[deserthusbands]

waxer: what's wrong with the commander? he's been staring at the ground for like....an hour now?

wooley: he's just a little overwhelmed.

waxer: why?

wooley: general kenobi smiled at him. :)

[moriaarts]

Cody gets sit reps from all his former units. He will not admit it but Boil and Waxers are his favourite.

This took me so long but i loved making it so much. Are they in their 30s or their 50s that is up to you but i needed them old and in love and living their best life with Numa and with a cameo from Wooley.

[ish-one]

212th Appreciation Week

Day Two!

Title: I Fall In Love Just a Little More Little Bit Everyday With Someone New

Prompt: Soulmates

Ship: Echo/Fives/Wooley

Rating: Teen

Characters: Cody, Wooley, Echo, Fives, Rex, Boil, Waxer (mentioned)

Tags: Cody and Wooley are Married, Fluff, Pure fluff, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Clone Troopers Speak Mando'a, Clone Troopers Need Hugs, Touch-Starved Clone Troopers

Summary:

Wooley pressed his hand against the handprint mark and smiled to himself. He hoped he would meet them one day, but if he didn’t he would still have them close to his heart.

Day two of 212th Appreciation week and I thought, why not write a soft and sweet Wooley fic with my two favourite boys in blue! This is purse sweetness with a major happy ending, hope you enjoy!

@212thappreciation

Thank you to @aerykai for reading it for me, didn't want to spoil the surprise for @eyayah-oya second gift fic

This post only includes the first part of this fic as it's almost 2,000 words long!

Ao3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/39349932

They always knew that there was a third.

Their marks proved that they were part of a triad. Echo and Fives had matched since the day they came out of their tubes. The Kaminoan's had wanted to separate any clones with matching soulmarks, and didn't want them to get, as they put it, distracted. But it had been written in the contract that the Jedi had signed to keep soul mates together, and they would not renegade on a legal document.

So together they managed to stay.

But they were never allowed to look for their third. As a matched pair they were kept to a group of clones and allowed to mingle with none of the rest. The clones as part of their squad either had unmatched soul marks or no marks at all.

According to their decanting records, Fives' mark had developed first. The Arubesh 5 on his right temple had started as a inkish blob, but had grown to a soul mark covering from his hairline to the curve of his cheek bone in an afternoon.

Echo had developed the same mark by the next morning. The next day Echo had started to develop what looked like a large purple bruise on his tiny tubie chest. By the evening it had developed into a handprint that would eventually cover his whole right pectoral.

Less than 24 hours later Fives was matching him.

The day they were due to be decanted they passed their final medical with flying colours. The Kaminoan medical engineers were pleased to see that no further marks had developed on either of them.

Mere hours later and both Echo and Fives were complete, with a golden, abstract sunburst lining their spines.

The marks grew with them, and by the time they had reached maturity, they understood the reason for the marks, and why the two of them were so special.

They laid together in their bunk, the night before their lives changed forever, and whispered together. They were shunned by Domino Squad, none of the rest of the squad had ever gained marks and there was an undertone of jealousy that both Echo and Fives tended to ignore.

Fives carded his fingers through Echo's hair as they whispered together, "Do you think we'll ever find them?"

"Our sunburst?" Echo pushed his face forward to press a kiss to Fives' upturned cheek. "One day. One day we will. They'll see it on our armour and they'll find us. Now come out. Sleep" Echo kissed his riduur and together the two men drifted off to sleep.

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Cody recognised the mark.

As soon as he saw the hint of gold on the back plate of both of their armours he knew he needed to bring both troopers into the 212th. Rex almost argued. He wanted the boys to start covering themselves in 501st blue, but Cody just had to press one hand to the chest plate of his armour to make Rex stop. Cody knew Rex understood the meaning behind the gesture, the soulmark under his chest plate matched the one under neath Rex's.

"Who?" Rex said softly as Cody watched Echo and Fives walk onto the drop chip.

"One of my Ghosts," He whispered as they slipped into the cockpit. "Wooley. Sunbeam.”

“You’re going to have a complete trio?” Rex wasn’t able to hide his shock and he slipped his hand into Cody’s. He squeezed the gloved hand and tapped their helmets together. “You’re going to have some much trouble with them cyare.”

“Oh I know.” Cody laughed and leaned into the armoured form of his riduur. Tonight they would sleep, and in the morning the twins would meet their missing piece.

[tobitofunction]

The clone beloved Jedi: Christmas edition

You and your boys prepare for Christmas

“Fives, hold still,” you said grabbing his head trying not to fall off his shoulder. You were hanging up some lights in the GAR as it was 3 weeks until Christmas. You got the boys to help you decorate, Fives leapt from his seat when you asked if he could help with the lights, he did push Dogma and Echo onto the floor as they wanted to help too.” Sorry” he said tightening his grip on your thighs, from the corner of his eyes he saw his brother stare at him with envy which made him smirk,” You can put me down now” you said making Fives look up at you,” Why?”,” Cause we’re done and your kinda uncomfortable” you said as Fives sat down on a box.” Fives is uneven anyway” Kix said walking towards you with a box full of decorations,” Hey” Fives said huffing,” What are those?” Jesse asked picking up a red hat,” That my boy is a Santa hat” you said placing it on his head notice the small blush on his cheek at the nickname,” Is the cantina decorated?” you asked,” The 212th are nearly done. Cody is a perfectionist after all” Kix smiled as you placed a Santa head on his messy hair,” You hand out those hats. I check on Cody” you said pecking Kix’s cheek, you walked out the door leaving Kix a blushing mess. Jesse,Fives,Dogma, Echo and some other 501 clones stared at the medic. They waited until you left the room before tackling Kix onto the floor.

Cody had his hand on his hip and narrowed his eyes on Boil,” It’s crooked” he said pointing at the garland,” We need to get this perfect. Christmas is Y/N favourite holiday” he said making Boil nod quickly and fix the piece. You walked in making the eyes of every clone snap towards you, their eyes were wide with love for you.” Wow” you said,” Cody, this is amazing” you said placing your head on his shoulder,” I tried my best” he said softly rubbing your back with a feeling of triumph,” It-“ a crash and shouting suddenly cutting you off, your head snapped towards the left and saw Waxer swinging on a chandelier, ladder on the floor and his legs pulled to his chest, his eyes were closed as he was swinging around quickly.” Waxer let go” you said looking up, but Waxer and his brother's shouts drowned out your voice,” Someone calls my mother” he said,” You don’t have a mother” you shouted,” Someone call Shaak Ti” he said not slowing down, he tried lowering his legs but kicked Boil of his ladder onto poor Wooley. “Waxer, honey let go,” you said again, Waxer’s eyes shot open,” Will you catch me?” he said,” Yes”. Waxer nodded and let go, you used the force to catch him mid-air, you gently lowered him into your arms. The poor thing was trembling, you don’t blame him as he was swinging on a chandelier five feet in the air,” You can open your eyes again” you said stroking his cheek,” I’m alive”,” Unfortunately” Boil said holding his cheek, which started turning blue.

After bringing Boil, Wooley and Waxer to Kix and finding out they will be completely fine. You left but not after they begged you to kiss their bruises better,” Where does it hurt?” you asked Wooley patting his hair, he pointed to his chest and neck,” Boil elbow hit right there” he said, his brown skin was red and a bit ripped,” Fine”. You crouched down and pressed a kiss against his chest which was warm,” Thanks Y/N” he blushed,” Now me” Boil said grabbing your wrist gently. You pressed your lips against the green and blue bruise gently, Boil hissed slightly,” Thanks” he said winking at you. You started at Waxer,” Where does it hurt?” you asked,” Anywhere” he said softly. You bit your lip and thought before gently grabbing his chin and placing your lips on his. Waxer stiffened but quickly relaxed into the kiss. You heard gasps and a metal object crashing to the ground. You pulled away from Waxer who was in pure bliss, meanwhile, Boil and Wooley started at their brother with a death glare. Kix was on the floor collecting the things he dropped. “ I need to check on the Wolfpack, they are decorating the outside with the Coruscant guards and I hope they haven’t murdered each other yet. Mostly Fox and Wolffe. Kix you are probably needed,” you said placing your hand on your hip and Kix quickly grabbed a first aid kit. The second you left Wooley and Boil jumped Waxer making the poor boy screech. Cody lucky was right outside and pulled his two younger brothers of the now traumatised clone,” That was worth it” he mumbled but went quite when Cody shot him a glare.

You pulled your jacket closer to your body as the cold Coruscant air hits your face. The wolfpack and the Coruscant guards were on either side of the base decorating away. Comet and Sinker eyes widen when they saw you, they quickly jumped of their ladders and ran towards you while pushing each other. “ Commander,” they said making you smile,” Looking hood boys, a bit.... plain but good,” you said looking at the mostly silver and gold decorations.” The Coruscant guards took the red and white” Wolffe said making Comet and Sinker jump,” I see but you still did great” you said pulling a Santa hat from your pocket and placing it on his head. Wolffe stoic gaze softened a bit at the action,” What about us? We helped” Boost said appearing behind Sinker and Comet,” I left the other in the cantina-“,” I get it-“ Comet began but Sinker jabbed him in the stomach,” No I do it,” he said quickly and ran off,” I'll help,” Comet said rubbing after him pulling at his belt making Sinker land on his butt. You sighed and looked at Kix who shrugged,” I head in sight as their is no blood shed” he looked at you and bit his lip before disappearing into the building.

You bid goodbye to Wolffe and the Wolfpack and headed off to the other side. “Fox, your not only smart but also creative,” you said making the man turn around. He blushed but remained stoic like Wolffe,” Better than the others?” Thorn asked behind you,” More colourful” you said. Thorn was about to say something when Boost voiced cut him off,” If you hadn’t stolen the red out would have been better” he said getting into Thorns face,” Nah would be as dull as you” Boost clenched his fits but you quickly squeezed in between them. You placed your hand on their chests,” Don’t fight please, it’s nearly Christmas and you are family. So please act like it, just until New Years for me” you said looking between the two groups with big eyes. They started at aww and quickly nodded,” Of course” they said in unison making you smile. Just than Comet and Sinker came out running with a box and wearing Santa hats. “Just in time” you said kissing both of their cheeks,” Everyone line up” you said and they quickly did some were pushing each other to get further in line but they quickly settled down. Soon both Wolfpack and Coruscant guards were wearing Santa hats and kinda worked together which means they let each other borrow some decorations but didn’t help one another but at least they weren’t fighting.

You felt a tap on your shoulder and saw Rex standing behind you with a plate full of cookies,” Did you do them?” he nodded shyly,” Ahsoka helped a bit” he said. You grabbed a cookie and felt that it was still warm. You bit into the cookie and it melted in our mouth,” Rex this is amazing” you said finishing the cookie and grabbing another one.” You should open a bakery once this all over” he chuckled,” Maybe but only if you be one of my star costumers”,” Oh hundred per cent” you said making him smile. “Is everything done inside?” you asked your mouth full of cookie, he hummed in response.” Y/N where done” Thire said just as the Wolfpack finished as well,” You did amazing guys and it kinda looks cohesive,” you said impressed.” Thank you,” they all said in unison,” Rex give them some cookies,” you said,” You guys earned it,” you said, Rex was about to say something when he swamped by his brothers trying to get a cookie. In seconds they were gone,” Let’s go inside, it’s freezing” you said,” I keep you warm Commander” Sinker flirted which got him a smack on the back of his head by a Coruscant guard. You rolled your eyes at the action.

“Wow,” you said mouth falling open seeing the finished product in the hanger bay. The 212th and the 501th worked in harmony humming Christmas song as they put some finishing touches on the walls.” Where did the tree come from?” you asked as it wasn’t there before,” Doom and Hound got it. Don’t ask how but they did” Fives said wrapping his arm around you.” Thank you guys,” you said feeling tears build in your eyes,” it’s stunning”. The colours ranged from orange, red, blue, green and white every colour from every clone troop could be somewhat found in here. Mace Windu battalion faces were smeared with paint as they decorated the ships with Christmas art.” Aww don’t cry” Charger said rubbing your back,” This will be officially the best Christmas ever” you said.” I hope everyone is up for secret Santa” the clone nodded in approval. Everyone hoping either that they get you for their secret Santa or that you get one of them. Just to say the ones who didn’t get you aka everyone beside Tup got rocks or anything that was lying around for Christmas. Meanwhile, Tup got a new pair of guns and a kiss while you got a nice dress from a clone cough Comet cough. Needless to say, every clone loved the choice.

[crispyjenkins]

Thot obiwan... just him being a thot and happy (it’s what he deserves) pls no obitine lol

(went a poly route with this cause i wasn't sure how to write thot!obi without making myself uncomfortable, so instead have poly obi and his seven partners! it’s like scott pilgrim except obi’s still dating them all. a mix of triads and Vs here! because i’m soft for big polycules

couldn’t get to more detail in such a short fill, but all ships are tagged if there’s any confusion! (ノ*´◡`) i will absolutely be returning to poly!Obi in the future.)  

Rex promptly, and calmly, chokes on his first sip of tea.

  Cody sighs, because he isn't exactly clear on the details either. "Yes, all of them. "

  "Is that... Is that... allowed?"

  "High General Ti is also on the council, it must be." The last twenty five hours since rescuing his general and the rest of Ghost Company from Ventress’ latest plot have been rather confusing for Cody, from Obi-Wan’s debrief to the holocall with the council, to Obi-Wan’s four other holocalls that Cody isn't entirely sure he was meant to see. He supposes he should feel grateful that Senator Organa had recently returned to Alderaan, or it could have been more. 

  Rex's eyes go distant as he does the math, a couple of brothers ducking around them where they've stopped in the middle of the hall. "That's... five people, Cody."

  "Yes, Rex, I can count." He grabs Rex's elbow to start steering him towards the hangar again, where they’re supposed to be greeting some new Shinies in less than five minutes. 

  "But what about Ventress? And isn't General Fisto—"

  "With Bly and General Secura? Yes. As for Ventress, as far as I can tell, the General... is simply like that with everyone he fights." It certainly calls into question quite a few "interactions" Cody has witnessed in his two years at Obi-Wan’s side, anyways. Fett's left sheb, does he have to worry about Ohnaka?

  For all that Rex had been CC track just by being smart, he doesn't seem any more sure of the situation than Cody is. "Fett's left sheb," he agrees, bewilderedly tossing his flimsi cup of tea into a waste receptacle without actually having drunk any. "Bly never said anything."

  Cody grunts and thumbs the edge of the helmet in his hands. "He isn't involved with General Kenobi."

  "Cody, brother, that doesn't make sense." He punctuates the notion with a wild swing of his hand, narrowly missing a tech clone, who takes one look at the two of them and decides he isn't going to try and go toe-to-toe with two war heroes. "Where did you hear this? If it was Fives, you should know by now–”

  “The General told me himself.” Sort of, anyways — Obi-Wan is rarely blind to his surroundings, and he had not dismissed Cody after the debrief with the council, so he must have meant for him to see. Why he had been meant to see is still up for debate, especially when Cody had waited all of four hours before telling Rex; no secrets among brothers, or what have you.

  “I suppose what the generals do in their spare time is their business,” Rex mutters. “And it’s not as if the Jedi are anything the longnecks said they were, anyways. But Kote...”

  He could do without the pitying look Rex gives him. “As you said: it’s their business. It wasn’t, and isn’t, any of mine what the General does off the field.”

  “If you say so, brother.” He pats Cody’s shoulder, far gentler than the situation perhaps warrants. “What a way to find out, though; I don’t know what I’d do if I knew Skywalker was romancing around with half the council.”

  Cody sort of wishes Waxer hadn’t tossed out the rotgut Wooley’s had cooked up the last time they were planetside. “I won’t tell you about Senator Amidala and Senator Mothma, then,” he sighs, just to see Rex turn as white as Shiny armour.

-

  Senator Organa breaks away from the little party that had greeted The Negotiator in the Temple hangar and approaches Cody with a smile perhaps even kinder than his general’s. 

  “Welcome back to Coruscant, Commander,” he says pleasantly, folding his arms behind his back and settling next to Cody to observe General Ti fuss over Obi-Wan’s injuries.

  “Thank you, sir.”

  “I think I can speak for everyone,” Organa nods to Obi-Wan’s entourage, “when I say we are indebted to you yet again.”

  Cody blinks at him, thankful he can hide his incredulity inside his bucket. “Sir?”

  Turning his smile back to Cody, Organa puts a hand on his shoulder not unlike a brother would. “None of our positions allow us to watch his back, and certainly not as well as you do. I’m sure you can understand our worry.”

  “I suppose so, sir,” Cody says carefully, not convinced that Organa isn’t trying to catch him up in a lie. “If I may, sir,” Organa waves for him to continue, “I’m not entirely sure I know what we’re talking about.”

  “Hm, perhaps that’s fair,” Organa chuckles. “I apologise for having to speak so mysteriously, but one can never be too careful. I merely meant to thank you, and to encourage you to talk to him; for all that the Jedi are not hierarchical, he worries about his position above you. And Obi-Wan is no blushing Alqull, but he would not impose himself on you.”

  “... Sir.”

  “Yes, yes, more mystery. Just talk to him.” Organa leaves him with one last smile and a pat on the shoulder, and Cody wonders if Waxer had spiked his caf that morning. 

-

  The 212th had lost enough brothers in their last entanglement with Ventress that they return to Kamino immediately after Coruscant, General Ti all too happy to join them aboard The Negotiator; the brothers are delighted to learn she prefers to stand against their general’s back, lekku and arms absolutely dwarfing him, and Obi-Wan lets her. 

  They keep separate quarters, though Cody isn’t sure how much of it is for keeping up appearances. 

  As high strung as he is after his conversation with Senator Organa, Cody is relieved when they finally dock in Tipoca City and he can hand babysitting the 212th over to Waxer. He loves his men, truly, but being cooped up with them for a tenday in hyperspace is far from his favourite pastime.

  When Cody joins Obi-Wan for their trek to the training levels, Obi-Wan takes one look at his harried expression and laughs — Cody would like to believe it’s because he knows what Cody’s thinking, rather than any sort of Jedi-mind-reading-nonsense.

  Taun We meets them on the way, prattling about the “improvements” they’ve made since the last batch, and Cody pays attention because he has to, but the general’s little smile aimed in Cody’s direction does nothing to help him concentrate.

  Alpha-17 greets them as soon as Taun We opens the door to one of the training rooms, and Cody finds he’d actually missed the old hardass; it isn’t every brother that can call High General Yoda a toad to his face and get away with it, just by virtue of being Alpha-17.

  And then Alpha sees Obi-Wan and actually smiles, and Cody updates his mental counter to six. He had forgotten how much time Alpha had spent with the 212th before Cody was assigned, forgotten that it was Alpha with Obi-Wan when Ventress first kidnapped him; perhaps the holodramas are right, that shared trauma is a simple step away from romance.

  Kriff, he could have gone his whole life not picturing Alpha trying to romance absolutely anyone.

-

  “You haven’t asked,” Obi-Wan observes, hands folded under his chin across the desk from Cody. The teapot between them steams gently, filling Obi-Wan’s quarters with a haze of shiso and ginger that settles Cody’s nerves rather than stokes them.

  “Sir?”

  “Come now, Cody: we’ve worked together far too long for that.”

  And Cody snorts a laugh, even as he turns back to the datapad in his hands. “I did not think it my business, sir.”

  “Hm, and your conversation with Bail?”

  Cody glances up. “Are you laughing at me, sir?”

  The soft smile from Kamino is back on his general’s lips, making Cody all too aware of his helmet on the other side of the room. “Perhaps a little, Commander – your play for stoicism is as amusing as always.

  “I don’t know what you refer to, General, I did not lie: I have not asked because it is not my business, and if there was more to discuss, I knew you would bring it up again.” With an inhaled sigh, Cody sets his datapad back on the desk and faces Obi-Wan properly, because he isn’t a cadet, and he isn’t what-are-emotions-what-is-responsibility Skywalker. “Clearly you have more to discuss.”

  “Bah, you make it sound like a chore, Kote.”

  He raises a brow. “When I was assigned to the 212th, General Vos warned me of your politician-speak, sir. Any conversation with you is a chore.”

  Obi-Wan startles out a laugh, eyes crinkling at the corners as if just to remind him that there are lines on his face from more than just war. “Captain Rex tells me you get that snark from Alpha, but I must say I think it is a family trait.” Smiling behind his fingers, Obi-Wan tilts his head as if Cody were an especially endearing puzzle. “I’m afraid I don’t quite know how to navigate this conversation, my friend: I don’t believe I was the instigator of any in the past.”

  “More politician-speak,” Cody chides without heat, but knows what he means anyways. “And you thought I would instigate, if you left it long enough?”

  “Well, I hope I’ve created an environment where you and your brothers may speak your minds–”

  “General,” Cody interrupts boldly, and Obi-Wan just keeps smiling at him, “I have it on good authority that none of my brothers have been the one to broach this subject first.”

  “Mhm,” he chuckles, “Yes, I did hear about Commander Bly and Kit, and about Commander Choke with the 202nd.” Poor Shiny, Cody thinks, fresh out of ARC training when she met her general for the first time; the other battalions hadn’t stopped laughing about it for months.

  “Sir, the freedom the Jedi have given us undermined nearly everything the longnecks brought us up to believe; if you are unsure of what to say, I’m hardly going to be more prepared.”

  “Hm, perhaps we ought to be blunt with each other, then? Avoid the politician-speak entirely?”

  “Yes, perhaps that would be better, sir.”

  “Then, Kote, I would very much like to kiss you.”

  “Only if you’ve brushed your teeth since you kissed Alpha.”

  Obi-Wan throws his head back and laughs.

[shiftybells]

[Chat: The Jedi Orders Problem Children: Has Been Opened!]

 Thing 2: holy shit I forgot this thing existed

Trigger Happy: pff aah yes ye ol good days of tormenting adults

Thing 1: And ignoring our trauma! Quite the experience if I do say so myself.

Quinlan, Use Psychic Touch!: force obi u using grammer in a chat like that gives me a headache

Thing 1: And your lack of brain cells gives me a headache, but we don’t talk about that, do we Quinlan?

Quinlan, Use Psychic Touch!: i- WOW U DIDN’T HAVE TO COME FOR ME LIKE THAT OBES

Fuck Adults: wejdhjk theres nothing like waking up to obi wan just throwing shade like that

Sick of Your Shit: Well I mean… Quinaln was asking for it

Queen: Oh goodness, Garen why did you have to re open the Sith cursed chat?

Trigger Happy: :o

Best Raisin: The Queen has arrived!!

Thing 1: Hi Lumi, honestly should we even question what goes on in Garen’s head these days?

Queen: I guess not, much like Quinlan Garen sacrificed all of his braincells to you and Bant

Quinlan, Use psychic Touch!: what is this? Bullying garen and quinlan hours??

Queen: Of Course

Best Raisin: When isin’t it bullying quinlan and Garen hours?

Trigger Happy: should it be anthing else

Fuck Adults: obviously

Sick of You Shit: Yes

WHEAT: Yup

Acid Puddle: You two are the only ones in this chat without any braincells, so of course we’re gonna bully you

Thing 2: DID YOU TWO SERIOUSL COME ONLINE JUST TO ROAST ME AND QUIN?!?!?!

Wheat: Certainly

Quinlan, Use psychic Touch!: OBI YOUR BROTHERS ARE BULLIES

Thing 1: y’all hear something?

Trigger Happy: wow cant believe obi just murdered quinlan

Quinlan, Use psychic Touch!: quit tellin’ everyone im dead!

Fuck Adults: Its almost like you can still hear his voice

Quinlan, Use psychic Touch!: wow guess ill go and make out with fox now

Thing 1: You do that, Cody’s just pinged me and added all of our new shinies into the 212th chat.

Best Raisin: I’m surprised obi hasn’t adopted them all yet.

Sick of Your Shit: bold of you to assume he hasn’t already emotionally adopted them.

WHEAT: okay that’s fair

[Chat: 212th Comms: has Been Opened!]

[Feeling Glorious has added Firework, Spinner, Comet and Feather to the Chat! ]

Feeling Glorious: Welcome to the unofficial 212 comm lines shines, you’re one of us now. Ranks and regs don’t mean shit here so feel free to refer to us by or names.

Sunshine Brother: Welcome!

The Favourite: Hi!

Grumpy Brother: Oh force theres two of them

Feather: Thanks sirs, but who is who???

Feeling Glorious: Right. Roll Call! @Everyone State your name, pronouns and a fact about yourself.

Feeling Glorious: I’m Kote, or better known as Cody, I go by he/him pronouns and I have used a lightsaber before.

Spinner: :O Really!?

Sunshine Brother: YEAH It was awesome to watch! I’m Waxer, he/him and Boil and I accidentally adopted a young twi’lek girl named Numa as a little sister back on Ryloth

Grumpy Brother: Im Boil, he/him and I got my name because I spilt boiling water over my arm and hand when I was still a cadet n Kamino.

Barley: Barlex, he/they and I once sucker punched General Kenobi in the throat

Comet: !!!

Firework: HOW DI YOU NOT GET DE COMISSIONED!?

Barley: kenobi’s just pretty chill like that

Curlicue: Names Helix, he/him, medic  and Ihave dragged our general to medbay more times than I can count

Comet: that’s kinda concerning

Shifter Of Gears: Gearshift, they/them, and I once hid in the actual engine of the Negotiator during a game of hide and seek

CRYStal Clear: Crys, he/him and I dyed my hair blond but it now looks like it’s a goldish yellow

Spinner: nice vod

OverShot: Longshot, he/him I shot the clanker bitch himself in the face

Snaptrap: Trapper he/him and I got my name from how quickly I could both make and detect traps compared the the rest of my batchmates.

Feeling Glorious: We love and appreciate you Trapper

Snaptrap: UvU

Grumpy Brother: don’t appreciate THAT THOUGH

I’m Like An Onion, I have Layers: Peel, they/them and I once peeled and ate an entire onion like an apple without a single reaction.

Snaptrap: it was terrifying

Grog: Gregor, he/him and I’m the 212ths main source of moonshine.

The Favourite: I’m Wooley! I go by he/him pronouns and the general’s teaching me how to knit and crochet!

Feather: holy fuck your precious

Comet: I guess we introduce ourselves now????

Comet: well, im Comet, I prefer she/her pronouns and I own a sniper with comet decals all over it

Feather: I’m Feather, he/they and I got my name from having and I quote ‘feather light steps’ during stealth training

Firework: Right, I’m Firework, she/they and I love to paint!

The Favourite: ! Another artist? YES

Spinner: hye im Spinner he/him  and no matter how much I spin I cant get diy for some weird reason.

Feeling Glorious: right, Waxer, you know what to do!

Sunshine Brother: Yessir!

[User: Sunshine Brother: Has changed Feather’s name to: Dreamcatcher!:]

[User: Sunshine Brother: Has changed Comet’s name to: Knock-off Shooting Star!:]

[User: Sunshine Brother: Has changed Spinner’s name to: You Spin Me Right 'Round!:]

[User: Sunshine Brother: Has changed Firework’s name to :Bang Bang!:]

Feeling Glorious: Oh yeah, one more thing

Bang Bang: ?

The Favourite: @Stewed Ginger General!

You Spin Me Right ‘Round: the generals in the chat!?!?!?

Stewed Ginger: Indeed I am Spinner!

You Spin Me Right ‘Round: :HE USES OUR NAMES?!?!? @ Feeling Glorious:

Feeling Glorious: :Yup, he gets sad when we refer to ourselves as numbers:

Stewed Ginger: Right, well I’m Obi-Wan Kenobi, I go go by he/him pronouns and I know over five different languages :)

The Favourite: Hi General!

Snaptrap: Hi general!

Stewed Ginger: Hi boys!

Bang Bang: Uh General, what’s the meaning behind your user, if yo don’t mind me asking?

Stewed Ginger: I don’t mind at all Firework, but its not really creative. My user is just the beginning f my home planet Stewjon and my Hair colour.

Bang Bang: ah thank you sir!

Stewed Ginger: well how about we all meet in one of the rec rooms and get to know each other? I’m sure it will be beneficial for all of us!

Feeling Glorious: Meet you all in rec room 2 shinies!

[User :Feeling Glorious: has closed the chat for :0700: hours!]

[meerlichts]

☕ tell me your 212th thoughts

👁 uh well 212th clones are heavily underrated (except for Cody) and It’s a huge problem for me that we only know the names of like. 10 troopers and 5 of them are dead by season four. (This does mean I get to create lots of clone OC’s which is fun :3)

Some underrated clones that even I, myself, don’t use enough include Wooley and Crys. Crys has the potential to be really interesting because his hair is a fucking mess he looks like he wanted to copy Rex and failed in the worst way possible.

Wooley is a shiny in season 1 and should by all means still be alive? I think? And this guy literally has no personality at all but I like to think he has little sibling syndrome meaning he has mastered the art of puppy eyes but can be a menace

Cody also doesn’ have favourite troopers in the 212th except for that he does and It’s Waxer, Boil and Wooley, in that order. Waxer and Boil because he’s known them for a long time and Wooley because he reminds him of Rex sometimes