#journen speaks

[journen]

Okay @chaos-vulpix asked me for Simon & 141 encountering Koroks thoughts and so here is my little ramble

Was discussing this with some others too, so also some brainstorm credit / idea credit is owed to Govan, Kells and Goblin!! xD I'm not sure if you guys have tumblrs but I appreciate you all in also indulging in this fun silly idea with me. XD

So this is all inspired by this recent art I did of Simon with a korok lol.

I think he'd hate these little fuckers. They are small and supposed to be cute, and he is confused. Simon would encounter it and be like what the actual fuck is this thing and call Johnny for backup. Johnny thinks they're cute, and tries to convince his LT they are harmless but Ghost doesn't trust them. "These fuckers aren't in the field manual Johnny".

We also joked that Ghost, not knowing what the hell these koroks are at first, would just unload a whole mag in one but little does he know they're immune to bullets and tank the whole mag and are just like YA HA HA 😭😭😂

But maybe Ghost is actually a korok magnet lol. These little fuckers like him for some reason, against his will, and follow him everywhere. They are like lost puppies who follow Ghost around and show up when he least expects it. Disney princess Ghost with koroks. He hates it and wants them to leave him alone. One grabs his leg to give him a hug and he trips and injures himself trying to fucking kick it off and Soap just stands there laughing his ass off at him xD Simon is having a day.

I think Price would be confused by these little guys too and would tell Simon to get rid of them and Simon, exhausted, eye twitching, "I CAN'T!!" One would definitely spook the shit out of Gaz too, Gaz doesn't know what to think of the little guys xD

The koroks also leave little seeds and berries out for Ghost to find and he is so annoyed. He also thinks he has gotten rid of them all at some point only to make up in the middle of the night with one staring at him and he literally screams and it wakes up Soap.

Soap likes the little koroks but they just don't give him as much attention as they do Ghost. But he is very amused by his LT's frustration with these little beings and gets a ton of joy out of it 🤣

I have a few more drawing ideas from this too haha like Simon being cornered and scared by a bunch of koroks. Him walking and just a line of them following behind him. Soap holding a korok going "they're not so bad, LT!". Price smoking a cigar and having an intense stare down with a korok. A korok with a bunch of bullet holes 😭 just going YA HA HA and Simon having a mental breakdown.

And the thing that inspired all this was this fic I wrote that's an AU if Simon left the military to raise his young nephew Joseph, and Soap Is visiting them when he is sent on medical leave. Soap gets really into playing Zelda and when he's away Simon takes the controller to try out the game, he goes on a whole tirade of why he hates koroks xD I had totally forgotten i'd written all that and so it also inspired that artwork I linked earlier ahaha.

I definitely also think he and Soap could be a force to be reckoned with if they team up to play totk because they would absolutely engineer the most elaborate creative korok torture devices xD

Okay sorry for the long ramble ahaha. I hope some of this is kind of funny! Hope to maybe do a couple other sketches for this idea too.

[jurnaaa]

me eyeballing that western au inspiration tag like 👀👀👀👀👀👀👀🤭

😏😏😏

Oh you bet your ass i will draw him looking like Marshall/Sheriff Deputy Obi-Wan up on that horse or something lol

[ihathbenobiwankenobied]

Double Mullet Single Stache: The Roller Skating Incident

Inspired by art (and Teacher Codywan/Mustache Cody AU ideas) from journen and sunflowersinheaven! 

My gift to y’all for this delightful AU @journen @sunflowersinheaven

Summary:

Cody bumps into Obi-Wan while roller skating in the park– literally.

High School Teachers AU! where Cody and Obi-Wan are on summer break and find each other regardless.

Word count: 2,292

Ten days. 

It was down to ten days before he would be back at school with all of the high school brats that he equally loved and hated. Every year the same feeling returned, the simultaneous dread and excitement that came with the beginning of a new school year. 

Cody had walked to the park from his job at the coffee shop in town where he spent his slow summer days as a barista, and as he walked, a bit of anxiety tugged at his stomach.

Of course, he had been planning for the upcoming school year all summer with his notepad and laptop tucked into an empty space on the counter when there were slow days at the shop, but he couldn’t help but feel unprepared. Each year brought new challenges, new kids, and an endless supply of phone calls with angry parents who were convinced he wasn’t doing his job right. 

With a sigh, Cody tried to clear his head and sat heavily on an empty park bench that overlooked the sidewalk.

It was a hot day, but not hot enough to keep people inside their houses. The sidewalk was filled with bikers, teenage skateboarders, and families watching the ducks swim around in the river. 

Cody planned to join them.

Fingers trembling a bit as he wished away the remnants of anxiety, Cody pulled his socks and orange roller skates. A small smile crept onto his face as he put them on and stood on wobbly feet to straighten his matching orange shorts. 

Here we go Cody, no more stress today. 

Tossing his bag behind a bush, hoping no one would think to steal an old, dirty gym bag, Cody set out onto the busy sidewalk and pushed to the edge closest to the river away from most of the crowd. 

Though he skated once a week, if not more, his first few minutes were always unbalanced and Cody held his arms stiffly at his sides as he propelled himself slowly along the edge of the river. 

After a few minutes, he felt himself finally start to relax. His muscles untightened and the tightness in his chest seemed to loosen just a little, especially as he began to watch a group of swans float along the very edge of the water. 

He had taken his eyes off the sidewalk for just a second, but that was already too long and he heard a man’s voice ring out from right in front of him–

“Watch out!” 

Cody barely had time to rip his eyes away from the swans before he saw a flash of auburn hair and yellow and suddenly he collided with something– someone. 

Toppling backwards to the side and landing with a loud thud, he thanked his lucky stars that his head had just missed colliding with the pavement, and instead bounced against the grass. His calves and elbows, however, met a somewhat worse fate and scraped against the sidewalk.

That will hurt tomorrow.

Taking a moment to collect himself and catch his breath, Cody stayed on his back, eyes trained on some oddly shaped cloud in the sky. He blinked a few times, pressing a hand against the back of his head to find that it just felt a bit sore; the hit likely hadn’t been bad enough to cause a concussion. 

Suddenly, just as he was about to sit up and make sure he hadn’t caused too much damage to the other skater, a head appeared in front of his eyes hovering just above him. Well– at least he thought it was a head; his eyes produced a blurry image of something floating above him and he tried to focus his eyes. 

For a moment he started to think he might have a concussion after all. 

“Are you–?” The image above him became clear just as the man above him began to speak in a English drawl that sounded so very similar to–

“O-Obi-Wan?” He asked as his eyes widened. The man leaning over him certainly looked like Obi-Wan, and sounded like him too, but his hair was styled as a mullet– a goddamn mullet, and his facial hair was a little bit less well-kept than he usually left it. Not to mention, Obi-Wan usually wore glasses, and the man above him had no glasses but those same ocean blue eyes. 

“Mr. Fett– I mean– Cody!” His hunch had been correct judging by Obi-Wan’s raised eyebrows and the concern– then shock– that curled over every feature of his face. He had always been so expressive. “I-I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean…” Obi-Wan looked nervous, especially when his cheeks slowly developed into a pronounced red and he shut his open mouth with a snap. 

“That’s okay– could I sit up?” Cody asked awkwardly under Obi-Wan’s piercing gaze; he felt his own blush begin to stain his cheeks. 

For a moment, Obi-Wan stared at him and Cody could not help the pit that settled into his stomach. Obi-Wan looked… good. Stunning. 

His lips were the same rosy red that had always been, and his beard almost looked better unkempt, but the mullet– the mullet suited him better than the side-parted, neatly organized look he had taken to wearing for the past year at school. It lined his face and jaw so perfectly and made him look much more– well… hot.

To put it simply. Not that he didn’t look hot in his button-ups and khaki pants and goddamn sweaters; Cody loved Obi-Wan’s sense of style. Perhaps it was the contrast from his usual attire that made Cody’s heart beat just a little bit faster. 

Normally kept his athletic form hidden beneath a well-tailored pair of slacks, but now, it was all on show. 

Cody swallowed as Obi-Wan extended a hand to him to help him to his feet. 

Cody was surprised by how strong his grip was and how easily Obi-Wan seemed to pull him onto his unsteady feet. Cody wobbled on his skates, barely maintaining his balance, but Obi-Wan caught him with an arm curled around his side and smiled gently as Cody finally seemed to stop rolling out of control. 

It was certainly Cody’s turn to be embarrassed. 

“Sorry, I should be better at this.” He murmured before catching sight of Obi-Wan’s yellow, half-zip top. The zipper had been pulled down far enough that the red curls of Obi-Wan’s chest hair were peaking out– chest hair that Cody had no idea Obi-Wan possessed, but it made the entire situation that much worse. 

Fuck him and his hot fucking chest hair and stupid fucking mullet. 

Cody wanted to say that, but instead, he tore his eyes away and tried to blink away the image. 

“Oh– oh… Cody you’re bleeding.” Obi-Wan’s English accent rang out again and Cody looked back up at him, not noticing any blood himself, “Here on your elbow– I think on your leg too.”

Cody twisted around to find that indeed, blood seemed to be dripping down onto his forearm and down the back of his leg. Shit. 

Cody was about to say goodbye and head back to his old gym bag with a hope that it contained some sort of bandage when–

“I’ve got some plasters in my bag just over there. It’s my fault we bumped into each other anyway– at least let me bandage you up.” Obi-Wan stared at him expectantly, eyes soft and lips curled into a slightly guilty smile. 

Who was Cody to say no to that face?

So he agreed, notably without hesitation, to go with him.

He let Obi-Wan guide him across the busy sidewalk and up the hill until they reached an old oak tree where Obi-Wan had left his own ratty gym bag. Next to the old tree was the edge of the road where Obi-Wan told Cody to sit while he rummaged through his bag. 

“Here they are.” He murmured as he knelt in front of Cody, shorts riding up on his markedly well-muscled legs as he ripped open the packaging of the first bandage with his teeth. 

Fucking hell–

“I didn’t know you were a skater, Cody.” Obi-Wan said, concentration painted across his features. "I would have invited you to gym class when we started that unit. The kids could always use a little extra instruction."

“Oh– I’m really a beginner. I only started this summer– it gives me something to do.” Cody said, realizing it made him sound slightly more lonesome than he meant it to. Not that he hadn’t been just a little bit… well– lonely, he just didn’t want to give Obi-Wan that impression. 

He followed up with a big smile and then a little frown as Obi-Wan’s shoulder nudged against a bruise on the inside of his knee as he tilted Cody’s calf to an angle where he could reach the small, bleeding cut.

The little wrinkle that formed between Obi-Wan’s eyebrows as he concentrated on placing the bandage on Cody’s calf was unhealthily attractive– Cody could barely tear his eyes away.  

Before Cody could say something he would regret later, Obi-Wan had already sat up a bit and was beginning to search through the small first-aid kit for another bandage. 

“Looks like we had the same idea then.” Obi-Wan said as he pointed a finger to Cody’s head after a moment of sifting through his supplies. For a moment, Cody was confused, before he realized, embarrassment leaking into his cheeks, that he had also chosen to grow a mullet over the summer. He had figured it would match the mustache he had managed to maintain during the last half of the school year. 

The same mustache Obi-Wan had complimented. Twice. 

“I think it looks better on you.” Obi-Wan said with a hint of an embarrassed smile, “I was planning to cut my hair again for the new school year anyhow.”

“No!” Cody said much too quickly, “Sorry– I just meant… It looks good on you. I think you should keep it– the students will probably love it.” That made Obi-Wan smile widely, the blush on his cheeks ever-present and so adorable that it made Cody want to reach out and caress his face with the pad of his thumb. 

Instead, he kept his fist clenched at his side.

“Oh I’m sure they would. I can hear it now– ‘Look! Mr. Kenobi’s trying to be fashionable!’” Obi-Wan said with another large grin as he placed another bandage across Cody’s elbow and moved upward to sit next to him on the curb. 

“At least the two of us together will single-handedly stop the kids from latching onto this trend. We can keep it to ourselves.” Cody said with a shrug and attempted but failed to avert his eyes from the skin of Obi-Wan’s thighs that were left exposed to the ungodly shortness of his shorts.

And Cody had thought his own shorts were short.

“I suppose you’re right, Cody.” Obi-Wan said with a hearty chuckle and absently stroked a hand through the longer hair on the back of his head. 

There was a momentary pause in conversation, though it wasn’t quite awkward, just filled with a familiar tension that Cody swore he could feel in the air. It was the same tension he felt every time he passed by Obi-Wan in the teacher’s lounge. 

Cody cleared his throat. 

“Um– thank you for the bandaging Obi-Wan.” Cody murmured and suddenly noticed he was copying Obi-Wan as he ran a hand across the curls on the back of his own head. 

“My pleasure– again, it was my fault, really. At least I have a lot of practice bandaging up arms and legs. Gym class can get a little rowdy sometimes!” He smiled brightly and Cody allowed himself a nervous chuckle. 

“Are you ready for the school year?” Cody asked, “I’m sure as hell not.” He added for good measure. 

Obi-Wan nodded enthusiastically, much to Cody’s surprise. 

“Don’t get me wrong, teaching can be exhausting, but this summer has been rather… boring.” Obi-Wan shrugged and played with the zipper of his top with nimble fingers.

Cody resonated with him; his own summer hadn’t quite been one for the books. The thought was accompanied by an immediate urge to say something– anything really– to ask Obi-Wan out on a date. 

Would that take it too far? Was it a good idea to do that just before the school year began? Would it be awkward if Obi-Wan said no?

Cody tried to think.

“I can’t say my summer was much more interesting.” Cody said with a lopsided smile that he meant to look much more natural, “I became a barista– just for something to do.” He added with a shrug and Obi-Wan raised an eyebrow.

“Really? That’s quite impressive. Have you perfected your latte art?” Obi-Wan asked with a touch of sarcasm in his tone and a wide grin that simply lit up his entire face.

“I have– I make a pretty damn good heart.” Cody drew a heart in the air with the tips of his index fingers. 

Then an idea– one more natural than asking Obi-Wan out on a lousy half-assed dinner date– struck him. 

“Hey– what if you stopped by the coffee shop sometime? I owe you a free latte– foam art included– after this one. Maybe we can go for a skate after?” Cody’s heart pounded loudly in his ribcage as he watched Obi-Wan’s facial expression for any indication of his feelings.

Please for the love of god, let him say yes.

Obi-Wan’s grin grew even wider, “How about tomorrow? Say– ten?” 

Cody could have cried.

“It’s a date.”

Don’t forget the booty shorts, Cody wanted to add, but he figured it was better to save special requests for the second date.

[deathdovesong]

WIP Tag Game

Thanks @lumateranlibrarian for the tag!

Concept of the game is that you post the titles of your current works in progress – if someone sends you an ask about one of the titles, you can either post a snippet/sketch or share the concept of that wip!

So....I havent ever written anything and it seems this is Luma's way of making me change that.

Here are the few ideas that I've been kicking around in my head. They all have different directions or versions I could go with them. I just have to decide to actually try my hand at writing. No titles to speak of, just concepts.

1. Vaughn after the war

2. Clone Assassins v.1

3. Clone Assassins v.2

4. Corridor Ghosts

Thinking about it now, I realize that all my stories are angsty, so there's that.

No pressure tags:

@sl-walker @glimmerglanger @frostbitebakery @journen @sunflowersinheaven @thewriterowl @wanderingjedihistorian

[mostthingskenobi]

I am so excited for this!!! I made this edit a while ago for my Dark Side of Obi-Wan Kenobi fan fic series. @/collectablesuwant on Instagram asked if they could turn it into a pin and I'm thrilled with the result! They used @journen (an amazingly talented artist - give her a follow , you will not regret it!!!) to create the art. Please head over to @collectablesuwant 's page and give the post (and the page) some love. Let them know if you'd be interested in this pin ☺️

Here's a tiny excerpt from the fics this pin is based on:

Anakin pointed an accusing finger at his former master. “I'm not going to let you get away with this.”

“Do you really think you have the power to stop what’s happening here?”

“I have the power to stop you.”

The pair suddenly fell silent. Obi-Wan gave a little smirk and shook his head again before finally speaking. “I know that’s what you’ve always thought,” he said pulling himself up to his full height. “Do you want to know the difference between your power and my power?” His eyes had grown hard and his lip curled when he spoke. “You never show restraint. I know exactly what you’re capable of.” He looked directly into the young man’s eyes, his own yellow irises blazing with anger. “I constantly have to restrain myself.” He took a step closer to Anakin. “You have never seen what I am truly capable of.”

If you want to read the series, here's a link: The Dark Side of Obi-Wan Kenobi

[journen]

Hey guys! I'm at Montreal Holiday ComicCon this weekend. 😊 booth 1132. If you're going, feel free to come by and say hey! 😄

[journen]

Hi @lokibus !! Tysm for the ask! Yes, for sure you can!!

So the weapons inspect one, this is part of what I have so far. It's gonna be a short comic. It's actually based off an ask @getdookuedon sent me probably close to a year ago now, but I've wanted to get to it so long. I definitely will this season!!!!

As for the Simon getting shot WIP - so in the Close Air mission (where you're playing as the shadows providing close air overwatch in the plane when trying to get Hassan from the cartel compound!) Ghost is on the ground, and he actually gets shot , and Soap goes "He's fine! Round hit the plate!" and so...

I think about that moment a lot HAHAHHA, and was thinking of a story idea where maybe Soap would try to check in on Ghost after that happened? But Soap doesn't know the guy too well, so he doesn't wanna overstep or hurt his ego or anything lol. But even a bullet hitting your plate carrier would leave a wicked bruise, so poor Ghost lol! And I entertain the idea of writing a little oneshot based on that one day, but all I have now are a lot of notes! Idk if I have the skill to write it, but it's been fun brainstorming at least!:)

Thank you for the ask!!:) And I hope you had a good day too, thank you!!!

[journen]

Obi in the new Tales of the Jedi poster, sorry, I’m having a moment lol

Sometimes I’m like, will I ever get over this character? Then I see new content like this and the answer is no HAHAHHAHSHVFBSBWB

[journen]

I love when new stuff I post doesn't even show up in the tags 😔

Oh well if it doesn't update in an hour, I might just delete it and repost it. Tumblr whyyy 😔😔

[journen]

Christmas spirit

[journen]

ALSO GUYS!! I will be at Montreal ComicCon next weekend, booth 2031. :)

Gonna have all my usual prints and such, and hopefully some new goodies, like these here…

Anyhow! I’ll share another post next week with more updates, and share pictures of my booth when it’s set up! My roommate and I will also be cosplaying Price and Ghost respectively. 🙈

If anyone is going, feel free to pop by and say hi! 🥺

[journen]

They are both in their feral era this year guys

[journen]

Hey guys! Just wanted to say, I will be at Montreal Holiday ComicCon next weekend! Booth 1132. Will post another update when I've set up my booth next Friday. Will have all my Star Wars and CoD prints, stickers and charms with me! 😊🧡

[journen]

I'm just dropping by to tell you that I love your art and you are:

✨ wonderful

✨ clever

✨ beautiful and

✨ I love you

(Keep being an amazing human!)

Awww thank you anon. This is too nice. 😅 Here is Soap with a heart, for you. ✨

[journen]

I'd love to here more about Ghost Soap Christmas AU for the WIP game!! :)

Hiya!!! Thank you for the ask!! Yes you can. So I have a little "Ghost leaves the army to raise his nephew Joseph" au, and I'm working on a Christmas themed installment lol. Obviously, it's going to be arriving much later than Christmas at this point 🤣 writing is not my strong suit and I'm very slow, but I have so much stuff planned!! This is a little snippet. The story is be about Soap visiting the Riley's for the holidays(he and Simon are a couple) but it will feature some flashbacks, like this one. This takes place sometime after Simon's family are killed and 141 are there supporting new parental figure Simon lmao who is having a hard time. 😔

I am really not a strong writer tho so I'm so sorry if this is cringe! Lol.

Thank you for the ask tho!!:) I appreciate it! Have a good day!!!

[journen]

What?! DOUBLE HAWAIIAN SHIRTS?!

YES

Courtesy of your idea in the mustache cody discord actually HAHAHAHAHAHA

Here is a sneak peak

Wip game!!