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wanderingjedihistorian · 3 months

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Wars Prequel Trilogy, Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: CC-2224 | Cody/Obi-Wan Kenobi Characters: CC-2224 | Cody, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Original Characters Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, no order 66, Taking a break after a mission, Fluff, Humor, Cody Deserves Nice Things, Cody gets A Leather Jacket, Obi-Wan appreciates this, Podfic Available Series: Part 4 of Cody Day Bingo, Part 13 of 212th Bingo 2023 Summary: They’d been crisscrossing the galaxy for months helping with rebuilding efforts, dealing with interplanetary squabbles, and dealing with the fallout of Palpatine’s machinations. This mission was the sort of breather they both desperately needed, and a few added days of genuine rest would do them both a great deal of good.

Featuring art commissioned from @pinkiemme!

For the "Civilian clothes" square of Cody Day/Coday Bingo for @codyday2224 and the "Leather/Jean Jacket" square of @clonefandomevents 212th Bingo!

#my writing #star wars fanfiction #codywan #cody day 2224 #212th bingo

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lbibliophile-sw · 9 months

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Degrees of Trust

Between one day and the next, Cody’s General changes. It is clearest in the way he says I trust you.

In the early months of the war, the General’s I trust you really meant I trust the Force.

Then over time their partnership deepened, and I trust you became I trust you because the only way we get through this is together.

But something in his General has broken, and he doesn’t know why or how.

Kenobi's I trust you shouldn’t wail I trust you because I don’t know how to stop, I trust you knowing you will betray me.

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Also on AO3

For: @codywanweek - day 7: timeline shenanigans @clonefandomevents - 212th Bingo: outsider POV

#cww2023 #212th bingo #post order 66 #time travel #commander cody #obi-wan kenobi #bingo fill #drabble

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elismor · 9 months

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: CC-2224 | Cody, Original Clone Trooper Character(s) (Star Wars) Additional Tags: Bingo, 212th bingo, implied Codywan, Drabble, Drabble Collection, 100 Drabble Challenge Series: Part 35 of Ten Thousand Words is a Drop in the Bucket, Part 8 of 212th Bingo 2023, Part 3 of Jupiter's Living Room Summary:

Transposition errors are a real bitch

For the @clonefandomevents 212th Bingo prompt: wrong number. Card below the cut.

No plan. In this bingo, we are random AF.

#212th bingo #drabble #100 drabble challenge #original character #maybe this is cheating?#idek #i was done writing fic #but not really #coming up on my 100th story on A03

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clonefandomevents · 6 months

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Bingo Cards

Hi everyone!! This is just to let you all know, the mods have had an intense, well year. But specifically an intense last few weeks. So if you have requested a bingo card and it has been over 48 hours since you requested it, especially if it has been well over that, please let us know! We haven't forgotten you, just sometimes things slide between cracks and we dont notice.

Also, if you have completed a bingo, please dont feel nervous letting us know what you would like as a reward! We may be a bit slow getting it to you, but it will get there!

And so many thank yous to everyone who has participated in anyway. You are all so very wonderful and we appreciate each and every one of you!!

#clone bingos #fandom bingo #bad batch bingo #501st bingo #corrie bingo #212th bingo #commando bingo #oc bingo #scuba bingo #332nd bingo #star wars #clone wars

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medic-6116 · 7 months

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Fandom: Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Clone Trooper Boil & Clone Trooper Howzer, Past Clone Trooper Boil/Clone Trooper Waxer Characters: Clone Trooper Boil, Clone Trooper Howzer Additional Tags: Post-Umbara Arc (Star Wars), Mentioned Waxer (Star Wars), Post Boil/Waxer (Star Wars), Boil Deserts (Star Wars), Panic Attacks, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Nightmares, Unrequited Crush Series: Part 7 of Battalion Bingo, Part 5 of Rarepair Bingo, Part 2 of and it starts, with the sun, and Part 6 of rowboat size ships no one asked for Summary:

Boil still dreams of Waxer, and waking up is never easy. At least he has a friend to help.

212th Bingo is hosted by @clonefandomevents Prompts used is Small Displays of Affection, PTSD, and Stolen Moments Rarepair Bingo is hosted by @starwarsrarepairbingo Prompt used is Canon Divergence Bad Things Happen Bingo is hosted by @badthingshappenbingo Prompt used is Panic Attack

#clone trooper boil #clone trooper howzer #star wars #the clone wars #the clone wars fanfiction #212th bingo #212th attack battalion #star wars rarepair bingo #starwarsrarepairbingo23 #fandom event #fandom bingo #star wars fanfiction #bad things happen bingo #Panic Attack

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prowlingthunder · 1 year

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PTs Bingo Cards

Answering asks has led to the realization that I have Not Yet Posted all my bingo cards... Meep. Without further adieu, cards: The Bad Things Happen Bingo is hosted by @badthingshappenbingo The Obikin Bingo is hosted by @obikin-events

The Star Wars Rarepair Bingo is hosted by @starwarsrarepairbingo

The rest are hosted by @clonefandomevents -- except the Old Republic Star Wars Bingo, which is mine. Need a card? Lets see what we can do for you!

Squares: Wearing Each Other’s Clothes: (Back) In Black

Squares: Comfort from a nightmare, Soft, and Stolen moments: the wolf that wins is the one you fed

Squares: Jedi AU, Role Reversal:

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amberskyyking · 8 months

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Clone Wars gave me big feelings and I accidentally wrote several hundred thousands words about it and now I’ve got fanfics (and paintings??) and pieces of my soul are on the internet and I blame Filoni. But turns out writing is cheaper than therapy and less likely to injure me than my other hobbies, so. Master list below! Please mind the tags and TWs.

Disillusioned - Main story! Cinnamon role rogue clone OCs and Luz the disaster pilot trip and fall into a series of rogue missions saving vode and taking names (mainly Krell, the name they are taking is Krell). 66 chapters long for… Reasons. 👀 Posting weekly with some bonuses!

Disillusioned Bonus Content Request Denied, Kark Off - Commander Fox is a protective, sleep deprived asshole. Spicy Snacks and Safe Places - Nox the Medic helps a brother through a mental health crisis in the aftermath of Umbara. Kriff’s Sake, I’ll Love Every Version Of You - A heartbroken Boomerang realizes he still has a chance with the love of his life and he’s not about to waste it. Crow, Please Report To The Commanders Office (OOOooohhh) - Crow was a terrible cadet. He is a terrible Coruscant Guard. But he's not a terrible brother.

Clone Wars Short Stories, Bingo & One Offs Facing Down Demons With A Drink In Hand - Captain Killswitch and his General have to face an old trauma in the form of his Jedi's old master, Pong Krell (Eventual series...?) Dying Isn't Very Regulation - Fives should know better than to touch weird force shit, but what's the silver orb going to do? Kill him again? Pfft. (Time travel fix-it inspired by Snapback, by TooManyTeeth!) Unattended Adiik'e Will Be Given Beskar'gam And A Free Tooka - Jaster Mereel finds a sad mandokarla child and Good-Buir-Jaster angst ensues (Written as a gift, but doubles as fic-therapy, I guess!) You Trust Too Easily - Crosshair trusted the Bad Batch one too many times... And now it's too late. (Based off the BB S3 leak!!!)

PLANT BUIRE ART SERIES!!!! - I started painting clones with plants after making some jokes about it with TooManyTeeth and they're actually really fun?? I don't know how these guys are coming out of my own paint but they deserve lil plant friends!!! If you'd like a print of any of these please PM me! I'm glad to share the love <3 Commander Fox and his Cactus, cause he's a prickly guy Commander Wolffe and his Wolfsbane, he's proud it's so poisonous

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kbirbpods · 2 years

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Relationship: CC-2224 | Cody/Obi-Wan Kenobi

Rating: General Audiences

Tags: Forests, Autumn, hand holding, Mentioned 212th Attach Battalion, codywanbingo, Forest Walks, Fluffy, Fluff without Plot, Soft CC-2224 | Cody, Soft Obi-Wan Kenobi, Cody Tries to Relax, Pre-Relationship

Length: 1,536 words

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Cody shrugs, watches as a leaf flutters down past Obi-Wan’s head. Takes a moment to think, turning his previous thoughts over in his head. “I guess… I guess I’m not programmed for relaxation, sir.” Obi-Wan hums and holds out a hand to Cody. Hesitantly, Cody walks closer, pulling one cold hand out of his pocket. His general winds their fingers together, giving Cody a light squeeze. “I told you,” he says softly, “that you don’t have to call me sir when it’s just us.”

A fill for my @codywanbingo card. The prompt was "forest walks." You can find my card below the cut! As previously mentioned, I'm just having fun with this event, not quite filling these out with perfect reasoning. This prompt just spoke to me and I wanted to get something out for it!

#codywan bingo #codywan #codywan fanfic #cc 2224 #cody x obi wan #212th battalion #sw fic #clone wars fic #kaje writes

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frostbitebakery · 1 year

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Two squares for the @codywansleepbingo! Bingo card under the cut.

Warnings: implied torture, nudity

Nightbook.

They’ll come for him.

He knows that. With every fiber of his being he knows they’ll come for him and drag him to safety before his heart beats too slow.

Something twinges in his body that isn’t supposed to, and he hiccups on the sob deep in his throat.

They will come for him.

He clings to that steadfast knowledge. The hope is intermingled, woven through, but the weight… the weight of his self-appointed task, of not giving up, lies in the knowledge that Obi-Wan will come. That the 212th will come.

He had made sure the last of his trackers were only found and destroyed the further he was taken. To leave enough crumbs for a starting point on his rescue.

He pulls his legs up and into himself, seeks and protects the cradle of warmth. Another thing twinges and the muscles in his stomach jump and contract. Pushes more tears into his dry eyes, the salt burning and slashing and he tries not to heave against it.

They will come for him.

And he will be ready. No other words have left the ruin of his mouth than his file and rank. He screams when he wants to. There’s no point in holding back, to stubborn through the pain when he can just release the adrenaline and spit in the hovering faces.

They will come for him.

He breathes. A challenge more difficult than he wants to really worry about. He breathes like Obi-Wan showed him. With his palm warm under Cody’s collarbone, Cody’s hand on Obi-Wan’s chest, mimicking and syncing with the movements of lungs, their exhales quiet in the silence.

“Very good, Commander,” Obi-Wan had told him, mischief a fluttery thing around Cody’s rank.

“I excel at breathing, Sir,” he’d replied dryly, biting into his lip to keep the smile at bay.

Not so much now. There’s a wet rattling cropping up which is hard to ignore.

He tastes the tears cutting through the blood in his mouth, and closes his eyes. Breathes. Wills himself to sleep, wills the exhaustion to take him under. Wills his body to ignore the threat and let him sleep.

He imagines Obi-Wan’s hand on his chest and it doesn’t hurt. The touch feels so real, all of a sudden and it doesn’t hurt and he sniffs, coughs. Shoulders shaking around the touch that doesn’t hurt and he curls further into himself and muffles the tears in the touch that doesn’t hurt and—

“Cody, Cody, it’s okay. We’re here. You’re safe. I’m here.”

The sob breaks in his chest and he nods. “Permission to rest, Sir?”

“Yes, of course. Cody, we’re here. You can rest.”

He falls asleep, tears rubbed into his arms, into the hand, the illusion.

The illusion?

#commander cody #codywan #how about making sleeping in the buff angsty #my art #my fic #the clone wars fanart #the clone wars fanfiction #frostbitebakery art

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catboydogma · 3 months

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a dirty business (dreaming)

wc: 1,536

notes: second entry for coday bingo! no sergeants were harmed in the writing of this fic.

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“Not to worry,” Cody said evenly. “Sergeant Wake stopped crying a few meters back. We’re operating at full functionality.” His bucket wasn’t completely empty. He’d brought a pair of medics and a full squad of ARCs and ARFs, leaving Lieutenants Boil and Gregor as in situ battalion commanders. And Howl. Maybe there was a reason to worry after all. “You’re a fuckin’ terror, sir. When you get up there make sure you give the General a piece of your mind for letting his comm die out like that.”

cross-posted to ao3

“Sitrep,” Cody demanded over comms. Boil’s end of the line fuzzed in contemplation.

“’S pissin’ rain, sir,” Boil said at last.

He’d suspected this would happen when he’d promoted Boil for his ability to think creatively under pressure and circumvent standards to play situations to his advantage. The whole lot of his Command Corps were like that. Unfortunately.

“No good trying to make it up that slope for a good look, sir. Last engagement compromised casing integrity on the rock-climbers and the rain’s got all in the engines. We’re sitting nunas ‘till the gunships get here. But—”

Boil’s brief bout of helpfulness died with the next blustery gust of wind. Sheets of rain sliced sideways across the sky for a long moment and frigid water sluiced down the neck of his bodysuit.

“—‘s pissin’ rain. Sir.”

“Astute as ever, Lt.,” Cody said evenly. Visibility was approaching a neat zero with the rain and darkness. The 212th couldn’t afford to tip their hand any more than they already had. Cody was already acting on the conclusion that their base coordinates had been compromised. If not for this damned rain they’d already be moving onward.

Unfortunately, aside from the rain and the predominantly dark rotations resulting from a far-off and geriatric star—aside from the hostile terrain and rockslides and mudslides and sinkholes and the Sith’s own bad luck—their Jedi General had gone and gotten himself stuck halfway up a cliff with a malfunctioning comm unit and a pair of his ARFs.

“The General can find his own way down,” Boil said at last. It sounded like it pained him to say. He was likely right. Still, Cody found himself glancing up at the remainder of the slope he had left, one hand braced against a piton and the other jammed into the cliffside. “We’ll never hear the end of it if half our Command died in a freak rain accident, Commander.”

Ah. The good Lieutenant was feeling helpful again. Cody tested his weight against the piton, then levered his leg up to the next foothold. The rain had made the rock slippery and loosened the grit and pebbles in its various crevices. It was frigid—nearly to freezing temperatures—and Cody’d had to turn his HUD to night vision an hour back. He was soaked to the bone and his toes felt as if they would never be dry again.

All in all, it was a hell of a good time.

Maybe there was a reason to worry after all.

“You’re a fuckin’ terror, sir. When you get up there make sure you give the General a piece of your mind for letting his comm die out like that.”

“I’ll take it under advisement, Lieutenant.” Cody cut the line and grunted with exertion as he heaved himself up the last two meters, relying on the strength of his shoulders and core and digging the fingers of his gauntlets into the cliffside.

The rocky slope leveled out into a slight plateau before climbing into the sky once more. The peak was obscured by the rain and dark and even darker clouds that hung low and heavy in the sky.

What Cody had missed from the bottom of the slope was that there was the jagged mouth of a cave just before the cliff went vertical again—and within the cave, the glow of red emergency light sticks.

Cody had to drop down to one knee and duck his head to get through the opening of the cave, and then it widened right out—his HUD picked out three heat signatures, then Cody was pulling it off so the glow of the light sticks didn’t futz with his night vision.

“Ah, Commander,” Kenobi said cheerfully. His hair was plastered to his skull and his robes were sodden against his torso. He was drenched. And he looked like a drowned tooka. “Excellent timing, as always.”

“General,” Cody said, voice flat. “Lieutenants.”

Kenobi made the particular grimace he did whenever he knew Cody was cross with him, then raised a hand to hide it by stroking his mustache. “In my defense, I only just realized my comm was out of charge. I suspect a bit of rain may have found its way into the casing…”

Behind Kenobi, Waxer—helmet still on, smart trooper—slowly raised his hand and pressed his palm to the front of his visor.

“And you lot?” Cody asked sharply.

Lieutenant Clayton grimaced and held up his helmet. It had a large crack running through the front and the visor was dull and lifeless.

“Thundercrack triggered a bit of a rockslide, sir,” Waxer explained. Clayton was a trooper of few words but he was a damn good officer. “And something in the atmo up here’s got my signal on the fritz.”

As General, Kenobi’s comm would have been the most long-range—and sturdy—of the three of them. Cody made a mental note to see if he could get comms antenna onto one of the General’s spaulders.

“Not much to be done about it now,” Kenobi said decisively. He clasped Cody’s shoulder. He could only feel the pressure of it through his spaulder and bodysuit but he half-fancied he might be able to feel the chill radiating off Kenobi’s white-tipped hands. “I’m glad you decided to come up after us, or we would’ve been quite stranded for the duration of the…”

Cody snagged Kenobi’s wrist and the General’s voice trailed off. He pulled a gauntlet off his with his teeth, then the other, and jammed them both over Kenobi’s hands. Now that he had his gloves off he could feel how cold Kenobi’s hands were—and he didn’t like it one bit.

“No fancy twirling that ‘saber of yours if your hands turn into ice blocks,” Cody bit out. There was a strange roughness in his voice: he blamed the cold for his sore throat and chest. “And I’m warmed up from the climb.”

Kenobi stared at him with his mouth just slightly agape. The shine of rain on his face made him look surreal, like either he or Cody had been caught sleepwalking—dreamlike and distant. “Quite,” he said in a strange and quiet voice.

“Commander!” Wake and co. crowded into the cave—the medics shoved to the front and immediately started headshaking at Clayton’s cracked helmet and the bruise he’d gotten from whatever had cracked his visor—and the chilly tint to Kenobi’s lips and fingernails. “Found ‘em,” the Sergeant said into his helmet comm. To Boil, it was likely.

Cody stepped back. He cleared his throat. He jammed his helmet back onto his head and ignored the way Kenobi was—slowly and thoughtfully—rubbing at his wrists and the backs of his hands. “Lines secure?”

“Ready and waiting,” Wake replied with a brief salute. “Rain’s starting to die down a bit, too.”

“It’ll pass by in a little less than an hour,” Kenobi said mildly. He was still rubbing at his hands—just absently brushing the tips of his fingers back and forth over the ridges of his knuckles hidden by Cody’s gauntlets. “You couldn’t have picked a better time, gentlemen. Shall we?”

Cody felt the welling of his frustration and ire trickle away and die down with each step out of the cave and through the rain. He jammed his bucket down over his head and watched condensation fog up the visor before the temp reg kicked in. There had been a part of him—the part that had gotten him through CC training on Kamino and a ponderous chunk of the war and watching his vode die in droves—that had been calmly and coolly calculating the odds of the General’s survival. In the night. In the frigid and hostile terrain. That part of him had known that the chances of Kenobi and Clayton and Waxer getting injured—crushed in a rock- or mudslide—ambushed by hostiles—were higher than anything so benign as a comm running out of charge or being carelessly left in the pocket of a different robe. It had been calculating what Cody would need to do, had his General fallen somehow: an itemized pre-mourning checklist.

And yet.

Kenobi was a dim silhouette in the dark and rain. He kept his shoulders square and his head up as he slid back into his role as General, heedless of the rain that fell into his face. His borrowed gauntlets weren’t quite the right fit: too short in the fingers and too broad in the palm. But his hands were sure as he clasped Wake’s arm just above the rerebrace and clapped Waxer on the shoulder.

Next time he’d chew his General out for not keeping an eye on his comms like he should. Even as he rappelled back down the cliffside, Cody could only find it in himself to be grateful that there could be a next time.

#a heat rash in the shape of the show me state #commander cody #coday #obi-wan kenobi #lieutenant boil #wake howl and clayton are all my own fellas :)#212th attack battalion #pov commander cody #rescue missions #pre-established relationship or platonic or a secret third thing? who's to say. i shan't!#tcw #the clone wars #tcw fanfic #tcw fanfiction #star wars #clone troopers #ok #that's enough.

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wanderingjedihistorian · 6 months

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Wars Prequel Trilogy, Star Wars - All Media Types Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: CC-2224 | Cody/Obi-Wan Kenobi Characters: CC-2224 | Cody, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Clone Trooper Waxer (Star Wars), Jocasta Nu Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Sentinel/Guide, Force Dyad (Star Wars), First Meetings, Bonding, Instincts are hard, Enhanced senses are harder, Sentinel CC-2224 | Cody, Guide Obi-Wan Kenobi Series: Part 1 of Here Comes the Sun, Part 9 of 212th Bingo 2023 Summary: As soon as Obi-Wan stepped off the shuttle, anticipation started to buzz under his skin. The very Force around him seemed to hum soonsoonsoon. Obi-Wan had no idea what it could possibly mean. Then he heard a voice.

For the "Sentinel AU" square of @clonefandomevents 212th Bingo!

Featuring at commissioned from the lovely @amikoroyaiart!

#my writing #star wars fanfiction #star wars fanart #codywan #sentinel/guide au #212th bingo

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lbibliophile-sw · 9 months

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Bringing a Lightsaber to a Duel

It’s unintentional, but Commander Cody, collects lightsabres. Jedi, Sith; somehow, they all end up on his belt.

So when Count Dooku corners him, Obi-wan still half-way across the battlefield, Cody draws his favourite sabre (Obi-wan's) to hold him off.

He doesn’t stand a chance. The Sith toys with Cody for a few minutes, then casually disarms him.

That's ok, he pulls out his next sabre. The duel resumes.

Disarm, replace, resume.

And again.

Disarm… Cody reaches for his belt, finding it empty. A Force push sends him flying. He rolls to his feet... with sabre in hand.

The duel resumes.

Almost half an hour an hour later, Obi-wan finally arrives to find his Commander panting and dusty but unharmed, facing off against his grandmaster who is nearly incoherent with frustration. At least half of what he does catch sounds suspiciously like advice on his technique.

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For: @codywanweek - day 1: Cody with a lightsaber @clonefandomevents - 212th Bingo: trading weapons

#at least once during the duel cody ends up using dooku's lightsaber #he disapproves of the hilt shape #cww2023 #212th bingo #commander cody #count dooku #lightsaber magnet cody #bingo fill #drabble

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elismor · 8 months

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: CC-2224 | Cody Additional Tags: Protective Boga the Varactyl (Star Wars), Double Drabbles, Accidental Baby Acquisition, not all babies are cute, Bingo, 212th bingo Summary:

Cody is placed on light duty after an injury and left to watch over Boga’s hatchling while the rest of Ghost Company goes on a mission.

This is for @indira-korr in response to her awesome art and accompanying drabble This is Temporary. You should definitely go check that out!

It also fills the @clonefandomevents 212th Bingo prompt: baby fic.

Card below the cut.

#212th bingo #commander cody #cody needs a vacation #but seriously #go look at kel's art and fic!#they're delightful!#boga #i was done writing fic

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clonefandomevents · 1 year

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212th Bingo Rules and Rewards!

Rules:

There aren’t really a lot of rules, just like our other Bingos. Just two major big ones that are necessary for your work to be part of the Bingo.

It must be centered around a member of the 212th Cody, Waxer, Boil, Wooley, Gregor, Trapper, Longshot, Gearshift or any other named 212th trooper. 212th OC clones are also welcome, as long as they are one of the golden troopers! Since he is a member of the 212th, Obi-Wan is also acceptable. But since this is a clone centric event we do ask that at least one of the vod'e are also a main character. As long as one of them is the focal point of the creation, then it qualifies! All ships, other characters including OC’s and scenarios are welcome as long as it is 212th focused.

Respect other people’s creations! Because this is open to all ships and characters, it is only plausible that someone’s creation wont be to your liking. If it is brought to our attention that anyone participating in the Bingo is harassing other participants for what they are creating, then they will likely be barred from continuing to participate. This event is designed to give love to the 212th and built up the community, and we can’t do that if we are attacking each other.

The most important thing is to have fun! We want everyone to enjoy the event

Rewards:

Currently, we have no set end timeline for the Bingo. It will run for as long as people wish to play! With the open ended timeline, we wanted to set incentives for completing bingos! There are three levels of rewards.

Bingo Line: If you complete a straight line, vertical, horizontal or diagonal, you will be able to request either an icon/header or a gif!

An X, a Square or an Aurebesh 2 (Top row, the third row and the bottom row with one connecting the third and top), you will be able to request either a short fic (500-1000 words) or a sketch to flat color art.

If you complete a blackout, you can request either both a short fic and sketch art, or a longer fic (up to 5000 words) or fully shaded and complete art.

Please note that both mods are participating in other fandom events and do have real life obligations as well. The Rewards may not always be able to be instantaneous, but we will do our best to get them finished within a reasonable amount of time of you completing a bingo.

Posting:

Posting will be really simple! If you post on Ao3, be sure to add it to the Collection, ‘212th Bingo 23’. If you post on Tumblr, tag us at clonefandomevents and tag your post with #212thbingo23. If you plan on posting somewhere else, please let us know so that we see what you have created!

We will have the bingo card request form up soon! Meant to have it done by today, but those real life obligations got in the way. It will be soon though, as we can’t wait to see what you all have in mind to create!

Here is an example of an aurebesh 2 bingo! (Also, I am just now realizing the 2's in the card are wrong. So, if you make a bingo in the style of how they are on the card, that is also 100% acceptable!)

#212th bingo #212th attack battalion #fandom event #fandom bingo #commander cody #clone trooper waxer #clone trooper boil #clone trooper wooley #captain gregor #clone trooper longshot #clone trooper gearshift #clone trooper trapper #212th oc clones #bingo rules and rewards

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medic-6116 · 10 months

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Fandom: Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types Rating: General Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Clone Trooper Boil & Numa, Past Clone Trooper Boil/Clone Trooper Waxer Characters: Clone Trooper Boil, Numa Additional Tags: Fluff, Bittersweet Undertones, Boil Deserts, Boil Raises Numa, Passing Down Armor, Sharing Armor, Post-Order 66, 212th Bingo, 212th Appreciation Week Series: Part 5 of Battalion Bingo Summary:

Numa is only thirteen when she decides she wants to start fighting back against the Imperial presence on her homeworld. Now she just has to tell her nerra that.

212th Bingo is hosted by @clonefandomevents Prompt used is Clothes/Armor Sharing (Giving Armor) 212th Appreciation Week is hosted by @212thappreciation Day 5, Paint/Earning paint