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kheimerios · 2 days
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ominouspuff · 1 day
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No Man Left Behind / Something Worth Dying For
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Request from @razzbberry - Palette #1 - Alpha-17, Cody - Death of the Cynic in Me
Notes and close-ups beneath the cut!
Notes: I think Seventeen would, both subconsciously and consciously, keep his cynicism as long as possible. It’s how he thinks the world works, but it’s also a survival tool. It’d be a very, very slow death.
It’s put to the test with Cody — not because Cody is special among his fellow clones, but because he’s one of the first that bothers to fight Seventeen on his own terms. The argument is always the same. Cody wants to talk about what he hopes to be, someday, after he is a soldier. Seventeen thinks he’s stupid to think that’s possible, or that he’d be capable. Cody knows it, and he, might not be. Seventeen thinks it’s even more stupid, in that case; what a waste of energy.
It develops. When they’re older, and in the thick of war, one day Cody risks his life for the chance to save a brother that was going to die anyway. Seventeen yells at him for fifteen minutes once he’s conscious about luck and stupidity and the trouble it’s causing Seventeen and the false hope it’s engendering in others. Cody says he can disagree all he likes, but he doesn’t give a fig, respectfully. Seventeen thinks Cody can go try to get blown up again, if he thinks so.
There’s no point fighting for a better tomorrow; they’re bought and paid for to fight for something else, FOR someone else. Seventeen is prepared for being fodder, as a result. He’s prepared for unfairness and the bleak life that they’re living. Instead he watches as Cody defeats odds time and time again, somehow managing to balance being an exceptional military leader with a secondary war to live for something more, running himself ragged and — inexplicably — gaining ground. Each of those little victories are a little death for Seventeen’s cynicism; a chipping away. A little seed of Cody’s brand of hope takes root, awkward and begrudging, fond and tentative.
Then Order 66 happens. Cody’s efforts for a better life are in vain, and Cody himself-
Cody may never know that Seventeen was right abut just how helpless they were. Now he only knows that Seventeen is a traitor, apparently, because Seventeen — for once in his life — was the lucky one and his chip malfunctioned.
And Seventeen could say ‘I told you so’. He could rest, vindicated and resigned, in the fact that every dream Cody built up and everything he thought was worth dying for is pointless, now — as he always suspected it would be.
But it isn’t fair, even by Seventeen’s standards.
“What are you doing,” Rex will rasp, caught in a strange role reversal as Seventeen paints an armor set with Cody’s golden colors. “He’s not coming back, Seventeen. He can’t. It’s pointless to keep going after him, you need to stop.”
“No,” Seventeen will answer, unbothered, “I don’t think I will.”
“We can’t — we can’t keep hoping,” Rex says, because he means he will probably have a breakdown if he imagines there is even a pitiful possibility he could save his brothers and then have to turn away from that scrappy chance for the greater good and Rebellion, and all that. “We’ve got to move on.”
“Go on.” Seventeen will invite sincerely, one brow raised because he knows Rex better than that.
“Do you want him to shoot you?” Rex will finally yell, all knotted up at the thought of losing Seventeen too, even though it’s funny because Seventeen was never kind to Rex.
“He can try,” Seventeen will say, touching up the last of the paint. He will stand, wiping his fingers, and pick up his pack. “See you when we get back, then.”
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fellthemarvelous · 2 days
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I don't know what's funniest about this. The fact that Cody is clearly regretting putting Rex in charge, the fact that Rex was like LOL THIS IS GOING TO BE HILARIOUS, or that this is Domino Squad's first meeting with General Skywalker's second-in-command.
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deserthusbands · 1 day
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cody: general, i was wondering... what if we went to dinner– not as friends this time?
obi-wan : i do think we'd make dreadful enemies, dear one, if that's what you're implying.
cody :
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tattycoram · 11 hours
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Cody: Count Dooku really seems to hate us Obi-wan: Maybe he's homophobic Cody: We're not a couple, General Obi-wan: We're not? Rex: You're not?
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sweaters-and-vertigo · 10 hours
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it is so funny being one of the few clone fans who’s not attracted to men because most of y’all are constantly freaking out over how hot they are and i just wanna be their friend
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chocomars · 12 hours
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Drew some clones while I desperately try to whack back the art block
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itzshrike · 3 days
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Was I the only one who when echo was in the lab and going through the lists and all the clone captives faces where showing, expecting to see codys face?
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soclonely · 2 days
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Commander Cody: where is the last place you flew?
Captain Rex: off the fucking handle and there's another potential flight on it's way.
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lightasthesun · 2 days
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see I really love the "we never got the timing quite right", "in another life" and "almost lover" aspects of codywan. Though I read most if not all versions of codywan, so many, every day— the pining and longing part of it, is really my favourite.
It's the staring at one another just a moment too long when they think they can get away with it,
the lingering touches and the unnecessary ones.
The hyper awareness of the other's presence.
It's the pain of sharing whispers of affection or vulnerability in moments of weakness (nightmares, panic attacks, grief, existential crisis) and having to go back to pretending nothing at all occurred the next time they see each other.
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Star Wars Incorrect Quotes as things my husband and I say to each other. (Other people thrown in)
Anakin, working on a speeder- Hand me the drill
Padme- Is that the one that looks like a blaster, and spins, or is that the stick that you twist?
Anakin, in disappointed shock- Didn’t your father own a construction business?
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Obi-Wan- I can never find my name on any of the gift store keychains
Cody- Yeah, that’s because your mom wanted to be “different” before it was cool
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Rex- Is this the reason you didn’t want to go see the Barbie movie with me?
Anakin, on the other side of the comm with Padmé talking about seeing Oppenheimer together- No, Rex to be honest that was a completely different reason
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Quinlan- You know what I think that may have been my fault
Obi-Wan - Oh is someone finally realizing actions have consequences?
Quinlan, deadpan- Don’t you have an illegitimate child?
(We have yet to confirm or deny if this guy is or is not the father but honey physical genetics are hard to deny)
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*Loud fart noise coming from Anakin’s side of the comm call* Anakin- Sorry I moved the mic too close to my clothes must’ve made a noise
Rex, used to it- I didn’t know cotton could shit itself
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Anakin- My friend once cooked a space raccoon he found on the side of the road. It was pretty kriffen good
Obi-Wan, appalled- What kind of people did your mother let you spend time with?
Anakin- Yea well she didn’t know about this friend
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Padme- You can’t cause any fights I know you don’t like him but it’s the kids birthday. Just keep things civil
Sabe- sure but I can promise you the mug will be meaning
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Anakin- You know I think you could take one thing from this moment
Obi-Wan- That you’re dumber than you look?
Anakin- Okay correction, you can take two things from this moment
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Anakin, madder’n hell- ion know whotha fuck ya think ya are but I’ll tell ya righ nowh I’ll beat yer ass back to Jesus if I’m needin ta
Rex, under his breath- Darn Tootin
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Obi-Wan- None of my relationships have been healthy
Anakin- yeah the older I get the more I realize I’m a victim
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Ahsoka helping Obi-Wan clean Anakin’s room- Shouldn’t we ask him before we do this?
Obi-Wan, full body laughing- Grab the trash bag roll
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Anakin- Would you give me a kidney?
Rex- No I have high-blood pressure because of you.
Anakin- *looking up if that’s a symptom of kidney failure* Yea well you make me sad
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Cody, after Anakin nearly crashed a speeder- You’d think after all these years you’d learn no to get in any type of vehicle with him.
Obi-Wan- I like the thrill of a light pole coming straight for me at breakneck speeds
Anakin- They pop out of nowhere I tell ya
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C3P0- You could be a little supportive
R2-D2- And you could let that get to your head
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redbean-nom · 2 days
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from the way cody was talking to crosshair last season it seems like he was trying to plant the seeds for a clone rebellion in the empire? imagine cody escaping and bringing a handful of other less-chipped clones with him and starting his own branch of the clone rebellion
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frostbitebakery · 8 hours
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Last Line Challenge
Rules: in a new post, show the last line you wrote (or drew) and tag as many people as there are words (or as many as you feel like). 
I got no-pressure-tagged by @cacodaemonia 💜
Since my bday is over, we’re back to our regular schedule. Last, linear time we saw Cody and Obi-Wan in LOUD. they both got into a rescue shuttle while Grievous got turned into space confetti.
Cody is warm against his back when the Force cries out screams lashes its despair into Obi-Wan’s mind like a whip.
The moment he startles awake from the light doze, Cody’s arms around him tighten into a vice.
“There you are,” Cody says, hisses like a satisfied snake, and it’s his voice but not and Obi-Wan is too tired and exhausted after dealing with Grievous and wrapping the Malvolence like a gift for Mace and Cody, Cody, Cody—
“I am arresting you for treason against the Emperor,” Cody says, says like a droid, empty and hollow and what the kriffing stars is going on.
“Let go,” he taps against Cody’s thigh and is put on his front for the trouble, arms pulled behind his back roughly.
It clicks with the first handcuff that— Cody
Cody
Cody
Cody has betrayed him.
Before the second click, Obi-Wan bucks up, turns, and he’s got the length connecting the cuffs around Cody’s neck. Kicks into Cody’s knee and weight into the make-shift garrote. Perhaps unconsciousness will grant them time for explanations and they can work through this.
Mind churning, whirling, puzzling, how could Cody do this, who is driving him to do this because surely—
How could Obi-Wan not see—
Cody falls back into him, grips Obi-Wan’s hand holding one cuff link, grips it hard, and hits against Obi-Wan’s other, still cuffed arm.
The cuff’s chain breaks, so does Obi-Wan’s wrist, and playing nice is over.
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Also polishing up lineart :D
No pressure tagging @bluemaskedkarma @mxopifex @merlyn-bane @omaano @oathkeeperoxas
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deserthusbands · 2 days
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cody, scrolling on his datapad mindlessly: did you know you can't hum while holding your nose?
obi-wan: dear, why were you holding your nose?
anakin, butting in: i bet he couldn't!
cody:
cody: i was set up for failure.
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levi-venn · 2 days
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Accolades
500 Words Timeline: Pre-Order 66 Era Bad Batch Summary: Hunter turns official accolades into something more meaningful for his brothers.
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Clone Force 99 never accepted accolades. It wasn't their thing. After all, they were created specifically for the missions no one else could do. Being rewarded for it seemed pointless.
And Hunter didn’t disagree…
…but when accolades were assigned, he always ended up sneaking out after his brothers had settled in for the night to speak to Commander Cody. 
The conversation was always the same.
“I’m sorry your brothers couldn’t make it…again,” Cody would say, handing the medals over.
“Yeah, well, they’re tired from the mission.” One of many excuses he had given Cody during this war.
“Tell them that, on behalf of myself and the generals, 'Keep up the great work, soldiers.'"
“Will do, Commander.” Hunter always said this with a smile. 
Cody returned that smile. They both knew Hunter wouldn’t relay the message. They both knew these medals weren't for his brothers, they were for Hunter.
Hunter had a painted box full of medals and ribbons for each of his brothers.
There was a digital skull skewered by a lightning bolt on Tech's box.
A bomb with a happy face for Wrecker.
And a skull with a crosshair vector over one eye for his youngest brother.
Recently, he added a box for Echo too. He went with a blue handprint for his newest brother, to honor Echo's old armor before the Separatists took nearly everything from him. 
With the exception of Echo’s box, Hunter had been filling these boxes since they were cadets. Their earliest medals had simple accolades from simpler times:
“Fastest Swimmer” - Tech. 
“Most Bullseyes in 60 Seconds” - Crosshair. 
“Feats of Strength” - Wrecker. 
“Leadership and Valor” - Hunter
The accolades shifted after graduation. They came from dangerous missions that ended in violence. Assigned to a bad batch of clones who were somehow expendable, yet the only ones who could survive these impossible situations.
This last mission had taken their toll on the whole squad. Too many clankers, not enough intel, they won the day, but throwing medals at them felt like an insult, even if Cody's appreciation was genuine.
Hunter wanted to turn those medals into something meaningful.
And so, Hunter sat on his bunk, a small laser tool in his bandaged hand, etching over each medal with his own accolades for his brothers.
Tech was awarded “Shooting the most clankers while slicing an AAT-1 and throwing barbed insults at Echo”.
For Crosshair: “The most WIZARD precision shot through a tank’s barrel while spitting a toothpick in a clanker’s eye”.
Wrecker received: “The loudest laugh while mowing down four dozen clankers and eating a hamburger simultaneously”. Hunter still didn’t know where he got that burger.
And finally for Echo, “The most somersaults during a stealth mission while throwing barbed insults back at Tech”
Hunter hesitated over his own medal, as he always did.
Giving himself accolades never sat right.  He could never think of anything, anyway.
So he wrote what he always wrote: “This medal is awarded to Hunter for being the proudest oldest brother in this Badass Batch. I love you guys.”
He tucked the medal away in his own box, a skull with cross-vibroblades beneath it, and tucked it under his mattress with the other boxes.
One day, this war was going to be over.
And on that day, Hunter planned to give these boxes to his brothers.
He couldn’t wait to see their faces.
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